Title: Like Fire And Rain
Author: Indigo Night
Feedback: Yes please
Summary: Serial killers don't just stop killing. Except, Derek Morgan did.
Disclaimer: I do not own Criminal Minds or the characters.
Disclaimer 2: Clearly, this is an abusive, unhealthy, distructive relationship. This is not how S&M relationships are supposed to be.
Spoilers: Potentially for Profiler, Profiled
Pairing: Spencer Reid/Derek Morgan
Warnings: AU, extremely dark, implied rape and tortured, character death, abuse, implied drug and alcohol abuse, slash, masochism, sadism, etc.
Author's Note: This is very dark, like really dark. That's the third warning, so hopefully you've got the picture now. This is an AU verse where neither Reid nor Morgan work for the BAU, and all sorts of other unpleasant things happen. You are warned. There will probably be more since I kept thinking about it (whether I wanted to or not) as I tried to go to sleep last night and freaking myself out, and it was kinda fun. Read, Review,
ENJOY!
Derek Morgan became a murderer at age fifteen.
At the end of four years he had murdered sixteen young men.
Their bodies were found seventeen hours after they went missing.
Eighteen dirty words where carved or burned into their flesh all over their bodies.
Their genitals where cut into nineteen different pieces and forced down their throats.
The welts from twenty lashes of a whip were slashed deeply into their backs, thighs, and buttocks.
Twenty-one steel bars pieced their flesh; navels, eyebrows, lips, ears, noses, nipples, tongues, even in places where their genitals used to be.
At age twenty-two, Derek Morgan stopped killing.
(((((Murderer)))))
SSA Special Agent Jason Gideon was utterly and completely baffled.
He had been hunting Derek Morgan for the better part of two years. It had taken five years for anyone to realize what he was doing, and after two more the BAU still couldn't find him; the kid was that good.
He was a sexual sadist to a degree that shocked and horrified even the oldest, most experienced of profilers. He was lethally smart, and he lived for killing.
He hadn't been caught a put away on some unrelated charge, he was too good for that. And somehow Gideon knew deep in his gut that the man wasn't dead.
But men like that didn't just stop killing.
(((((Murderer)))))
It was a dark, smoky bar where they first met. The kind of place that didn't check IDs and had rooms where prostitutes plied their trade upstairs.
He hadn't gone there to hunt, just have a few drinks and relax. He was still savoring his latest victim; a cute Filipino boy who had screamed ever so prettily.
However, that was before he saw the boy.
The boy was beautiful, so pale and frail looking. Full red lips were constantly chewed on, and Morgan's pants immediately felt tight as images of those lips around his cock filled his mind.
The boy was clearly too young to be there, too young to have even graduated high school; despite the Caltech bag he was carrying. He looked around nervously, hands constantly fidgeting; even the drunkest, most strung out junkie in the corner could tell there was something deeply wrong about him. His eyes kept fixating on specific points where there was nothing there, and then skittering away again.
He was young, he was vulnerable, and Derek Morgan had to have him.
(((((Murderer)))))
Spencer Reid was twelve when he started high school.
He was thirteen the first time a penis was shoved down his throat.
At fourteen he realized physical pain helped make all the churning inside of his calm.
He was fifteen the first time he had a conversation with someone who didn't really exist.
A sixteen year old Spencer fell in love with a serial killer and ran away to become his devoted slave.
When he was seventeen he was taken to the emergency room because his lower intestine had somehow gotten stuck around his neck.
By the time he was eighteen he never went outside, he lost all sense of reality, he ate just enough to live, and if he wasn't in pain he wasn't happy.
At age nineteen, Spencer Reid was murdered.