Disclaimer – Though I may hope, wish and dream, I do not own Spencer Reid, Derek Morgan, or anything affiliated with the genius that is Criminal Minds. This is purely for the sick enjoyment of fans like myself.

This is my first Criminal Minds fic, and I hope you like it. Thanks for reading, reviews are truly appreciated.

A fist collided roughly with the wall next to Reid.

"Damn it! Why are you so...so...stupid!"

"I, uh, have n-never been called that before...Derek, I'm fine..." Reid stumbled around his words, a little bit afraid of the anger steaming from his partner.

"Fine? Spencer, you could have been killed! You can't just throw yourself into the line of fire like that! Do you have a deathwish or something?" Tensions were high. The team had just dealt with a particularly nasty sexual sadist, and Reid had just rushed into the man's dungeon like basement, no backup or anything. Morgan managed to rush in just in time. The scene he found was more than he could handle. Reid was tied to a long table, completely naked. The unsub was over him, touching him. Morgan had tackled the man, roughing him up probably more than necessary.

"I knew that you'd save me. You always do. If I hadn't gone down there we would probably still be in Georgia right now, looking for him!" At this point Morgan had managed to slow his breathing. He stepped centimeters away from Reid's body.

"You're right about that, but I just can't get the image of him...touching you...out of my mind." Reid swallowed back his guilt. It wasn't fair for Morgan to have had to witness that. Of course, of everyone on the team to have found him in such a...delicate...position, he was glad it had been his lover.

"Derek, I'm sorry, I really am, but like I always have, I did what I had to do. I didn't think it would get that far." At this point Morgan had Reid pressed against the wall, his arms wrapped around him, hands resting on his butt.

"It's just that I am supposed to be able to protect you, but nothing can ever take back what happened to you tonight." He pressed his lips to Reid's, rough and demanding. When their kiss broke Reid laid his head on Morgan's chest.

"Can we go home?" Reid asked. Exhausted from the night's events, all he wanted was to lay in his bed. Morgan nodded.

"Let's go."

Spencer Reid and Derek Morgan had been officially seeing each other for three months now. They were still private about it, not announcing their relationship to anyone at their work, but Reid spent almost every night at Morgan's house. He had his own half of the closet and everything. Though it was an odd and unexpected love, they couldn't fight it any longer. Neither of them had any experience in a homosexual relationship, and neither of them would have imagined themselves in the situation. They, however, made it work.

As they made their way into the bedroom Reid felt exceptionally dirty.

"I'm going to take a shower." Reid said as Morgan fell back onto the bed. He grabbed a pair of clean boxers and headed for the bathroom. He stood under the hot water, letting the beads pelt his body and wash away the filth of the night. His muscles relaxed under the warm mist. He couldn't fight the feeling that no matter how many showers he took, this feeling wasn't going to go away. As he stepped out of the shower he grabbed the towel. He pulled his boxers on and massaged his dripping hair with the towel.

When he walked back into the bedroom Morgan was sprawled out on the bed, eyes closed.

"No he didn't." Reid mumbled as he climbed ontop of his lover. "You better get up, or else I'm cutting you off for the rest of the week." he whispered into Morgan's ear. He opened one eye, smiling. "That's what I thought." he pecked Morgan's lips with his own. A strong arm wrapped around his back, pulling him closer to his partner's body.

"You know you could never deliver on that threat, Spencer." Reid let out a chuckle.

"I do have some semblence of self control, you know."

"Yeah, but you don't have any kind of physical control over me." Morgan teased. He was right. One of the more exciting aspects of their relationship was that Morgan could overpower him without even really trying. Reid enjoyed being dominated by the burly, strong man.

"I really am sorry about earlier."

"I know, and I'm sorry I overreacted. I just...don't want anything to happen to you."

"I – uh, I feel...stained..." Morgan closed his eyes for a moment, all too aware of what it felt like to be touched against your will.

"That bastard will get what he deserves, Spence. What's important is that you don't give him what he wants and let him affect your life. You have to just know that you are ok. That you should already know, I won't let anything like that happen to you ever again." Morgan took Reid into a possessive kiss. The gasp he let out into his mouth made Morgan even more excited.

"Derek, I..."

"You don't have to say anything else. I know. You know. We know. It's ok." Morgan's hands roamed the smaller man's body. "Now, I think it's time I get what I want, don't you?" Reid cleared his throat.

"It's not just what you want." Reid teased. The next thing he knew their positions had been switched, Morgan now on top of him, taking off his clothes. Reid pulled his knees up, letting Morgan remove his single layer of clothing. Unable to control himself, he went into an attack of kisses down Reid's throat and onto his chest. He probed two fingers into Reid's mouth, allowing him to suck and lick them, so that Morgan could prepare his body for what was to come. Next he pressed the fingers into Reid's hole. Reid let out a loud moan, a mixture of pleasure and pain, at the pressure of the entrance. Once he was ready Morgan wasted no time in penetrating him. Reid's back arched at the moment of connection, causing him to writhe below his partner. Morgan steadied himself against the headboard before beginning to thrust in slow, rhythmic motions. Reid's hands clutched onto Morgan's arms, his nails digging into the man's skin. As the rhythm began to quicken, Reid began to moan. If there was one thing Morgan had to pick about his lover that truly drove him crazy, it was the sounds he never held back during their encounters.

"Derek! Faster!" he managed to breathe out in between thrusts. Obeying his partner, Morgan quickened his pace, driving harder into the boylike man with each movement. Leaning his weight on one hand, he let the other trail to his lover's engorged member. Reid's hand was still clenched tightly to his forearm as he pumped with the same rhythm of his hips. Reid began to squirm more, barely able to control himself.

"Derek, I'm gonna..." Not ready for release, Morgan slowled himself slightly before going even faster than before. "Derek!" Reid cried out as he spilled his seed into Morgan's hand. Morgan wasn't far behind him, as he thrusted one last, rough time into his lover, before collapsing ontop of him. Tired and panting, Reid squirmed to get comfortable under the weight of the noteably larger man.

"I'll be right back." Morgan said, placing a quick kiss on his partner's lips as he stood and went into the bathroom to wash up quickly. Reid laid in the bed, staring at the ceiling. As Morgan walked back into the room, Reid let his thoughts escape his mouth.

"It's still kind of hard to take in sometimes."

"What is?"

"This, us, you." A sly smile spread across Morgan's face.

"I wasn't very hard to take in a few minutes ago." he teased.

"I'm serious. Is it not unfathomable to you? Me and you here, together, like this?" As Morgan climbed into the bed and wrapped himself around Reid he replied,

"No. Somehow I knew from the moment we met that our lives would be intertwined forever. Maybe I didn't think it would be like this, but kid, I just knew you would affect my world for the rest of my life."

"I'm not a kid."

"You say tow-may-tow I say tow-mah-tow." Morgan teased. Reid shook his head.

"You're impossible."

"And you love it."