Chapter One
It was the third morning in a row that Derek Morgan found himself throwing up his breakfast shortly after arriving at the BAU. Sitting back on his heels after this last bout of vomiting, the agent groaned. He hated throwing up.
"Are you okay, Morgan?" Reid asked as he came up behind his friend.
"I don't know," Morgan answered in defeat.
"This is the third time this week you've thrown up. Is there a chance you could be pregnant?" the genius inquired as he handed the older man a cup of water. Morgan's eyes went wide and he began choking on the water at his friend's question. It was possible for men to get pregnant, but it was rare.
"Uh, maybe, I guess? But, Dave and I are always careful," Morgan defended. Reid gave him a skeptical look.
"Always?" the genius repeated.
"Well, maybe not always," Morgan replied, blushing. About a month ago or so, they'd come home from a really bad case and had screwed against the front door the moment they arrived home. It had been a case involving children and they needed to get the images out of their head as quickly as possible. The memory of that day made him smile.
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The moment the door closed Dave had Derek pressed up against the door and was plundering his mouth.
"Need you so fucking much!" Dave growled.
"Then take me," Derek replied.
"I'd love to," Dave said as he turned Derek so his back was facing him and his hands were against the door. Reaching around with a rough hand, Dave palmed Derek through his pants.
"Dave!" the dark-skinned man shouted. The sensations running through him were intense. Desperately needing more, Derek arched into his husband's touch.
"Tell me what you want," Dave whispered in his ear.
"You!" Derek moaned. Nodding, Dave unbuttoned and unzipped first Derek's pants then his own. Shoving them to their ankles, both men kicked them free along with their shoes. Reaching out, Dave grasped Derek's hard cock and stroked it a couple of times. Knowing exactly what the younger man needed because he needed it as well, Dave yanked down their underwear and after they hit the floor, he began quickly preparing him with the lotion he found on the entryway table. After a moment he decided Derek was prepped enough and he teased him by rubbing his cock across the younger man's entrance.
"Daaaaave!" Derek whined. Giving in, Dave slammed into the younger man with one thrust. It was a brutal pace and neither of them would last long.
"Come for me," Dave growled in Derek's ear. The dark-skinned man came with a shout spraying the door and his stomach with the warm sticky liquid. Dave came seconds later spilling himself deep inside Derek. What neither of them realized as they came down from their high was that they forgot one tiny thing, protection.
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Noticing that his friend was a million miles away, Reid called him back.
"Morgan, earth to Morgan." Morgan snapped back to reality with a jolt.
"Holy Shit! I could be pregnant. What am I going to do? Dave and I want kids, but not yet. What if he isn't ready? What if he leaves me?" the dark-skinned man asked beginning to panic. He cursed himself for the sting of tears he felt behind his eyes. Blinking rapidly, he was able to push them back, though.
"First of all, breathe," Reid coached. "Rossi will kill me if you hyperventilate and die. Come on, take a deep breath in, and now let it out. Again," Reid coaxed. He did this until he noticed Morgan's breathing becoming regular again. "Second of all, there's no reason to worry until you know you're pregnant. Why don't you go to the store
today after work and get a test. Take it, and if it turns out you're pregnant, talk to Rossi," Reid instructed.
"What if I am and he's not ready? What if he leaves me, Pretty Boy? I can't raise a baby on my own," Morgan declared.
"Rossi isn't the kind of person to leave when he's faced with responsibility, you know that. I'm sure he'll be happy about having a baby, and I know he'll be with you through everything. Sure he'll be scared, but that's normal. If for some reason he left, you wouldn't be raising the baby on your own. You have the team, remember? We'd all be here for both you and the baby. You're not alone, Morgan," Reid assured.
"Thank y," Morgan started to say, but was cut off by another round of vomiting. "Oh god," he moaned leaning back over the toilet and throwing up once more. Reid began rubbing his back and doing anything else he could think of to do to help ease his friend's discomfort. The two of them were like brothers and they would do anything for each other. Finally the vomiting stopped and Morgan sank back against Reid's solid and reassuring frame. After taking a few more sips of water and rinsing out his mouth, the older agent got to his feet with Reid's help.
"You going to be okay, now?" the genius checked.
"Yeah, I think so. How'd you get so smart about all this, anyway?" Morgan teased.
"I'm a genius after all," Reid replied.
"No, I mean about matters of the heart," Morgan clarified.
"Oh, I guess all the little things the girls have been saying are finally sticking," Reid answered shyly.
"Either way, thanks for listening."
"Anytime, Morgan, anytime." With that, the two of them headed for the bullpen and a day full of paperwork.
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