Disclaimer: I do not own Criminal Minds

A/N: Ah, the smut begins...I apologize for everything you are about to read in advance. I will continue this...you have been warned.

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For a moment, Morgan wondered if he had just made the biggest mistake in his life. Reid's body tensed and his lips didn't move against Morgan's. However, before Morgan could pull away, Reid relaxed, shifting to a more comfortable position with his knees on either side of Morgan's thighs, his arms winding around Morgan's neck. When the kiss broke a few moments later, Morgan simply stared at Reid, dumbfounded. Reid hurriedly scrambled out of Morgan's lap, looking embarrassed as he stood up, staring at his feet.

"I-I'm sorry….." Reid began, but Morgan cut him off, shaking his head.

"Shut up and get back here."

Reid took a single step back towards Morgan, hands twisting restlessly together. He was mere inches away, but not close enough for contact, so Morgan reached forward, grabbing Reid's wrists, and pulled him so Reid was standing between his legs. Reid was shaking slightly, so Morgan rubbed his wrists soothingly.

"What's wrong?" Morgan asked gently.

"I kissed you!" Reid squeaked, finally looking up at Morgan, guilt and confusion crowding his face. Morgan laughed slightly, still holding Reid's wrists to keep him from running away.

"Was it really that bad?"

Reid's face scrunched up, the same way it did whenever he was trying to figure out the answer to a difficult problem.

"That's….that's not the point." He sounded baffled, but he was slowly relaxing, so Morgan let go of his wrists. Reid sat down next to Morgan, frowning at his knees.

"Then what is it? Have you never been with a guy before?"

Reid shifted uncomfortably, shaking his head. He bit his lips together, the confusion on his face growing as he thought.

"No...I….but this is different…we work together."

"Hotch says it's okay….." Morgan's voice trailed off when Reid's head snapped up so fast Morgan swore he heard it crack. Reid stared at him wide-eyed and open-mouthed for a moment before finding his voice.

"H-Hotch said…..why were you and Hotch talking about…"

Morgan ran his hand over his scalp. Wow, that really helped calm Reid down. He thought for a moment, choosing his words carefully before his spoke.

"I've liked you for awhile, and he talked to me about it."

There, he said it. Derek Morgan liked Spencer Reid. It really shouldn't make him so nervous to admit that. He'd gone to college, and had had a few boyfriends. But none of his previous experiences had been very serious, more for fun and stress release before finals than for the relationship itself. Morgan brought himself out of his inner thoughts to look at Reid, who was staring at him as if he had burst into flames.

Morgan began to say something, but then Reid was standing up again, pacing anxiously in front of the couch, his hands stuck into his pockets.

"If this is a joke, I will never forgive you." Morgan felt slightly offended that Reid would think this was a joke, but pushed his slight irritation back, getting to his feet. He stood in front of Reid and put one arm around his waist, bringing his free hand up to Reid's neck. However, it was Reid who started the kiss this time, bringing his hands up to Morgan's face and leaning in and capturing his mouth with a ferocity Morgan hadn't expected.

Morgan tried to keep himself grounded, but when Reid started sucking on his tongue, all rational thoughts flew out the window, and he pushed Reid's skinny frame against the nearest stretch of empty wall. Reid moaned softly as Morgan pressed up against him, and began running his hands up and down Morgan's back. Morgan broke the kiss, in desperate need for air.

"The wall isn't very comfortable…"

Reid's lower lip sticking out in a pout, and he looked too cute for his own good. Morgan couldn't help but laugh, and reached down to squeeze Reid's ass. Reid moaned, his back arched slightly, and his head tilted back, hitting the wall.

"Couch?" Morgan asked leaning in to nip Reid's jaw. Reid looked at Morgan again, but he was looking at him shyly through his lashes as he lost some of his confidence.

"Bedroom?" Reid asked nervously, as if fearing rejection. Morgan just grinned, and lifted Reid, who yelped in surprise, his legs wrapping around Morgan's waist. Morgan carried him to the bedroom, not bothering to look around as he stepped inside. He'd have time to look around later. Right now, his attention was focused on Reid, and Reid alone.

Morgan set Reid down on the bed gently, leaning down to kiss him again. Reid hummed contentedly, his fingers moving up the front of Morgan's shirt to trace strange patterns against his chest and stomach.

Reid broke the kiss to crawl into the middle of the bed, and Morgan followed. Once he'd settled on top of Reid, Morgan unbuttoned Reid's vest, and Reid helped in getting his arms out before tossing it to the floor. Morgan then began to work on the tie, pulling impatiently at the knot. Why did Reid have to be wearing so many layers? Once the tie was on the floor, Morgan became aware of Reid's timid, trembling touches to the edges of his shirt.

"Reid…Spencer, you okay?" Morgan asked, pulling back slightly to look at Reid. He suddenly realized that neither of them had set limits on what they were and were not comfortable with, and, furthermore, he was sort of rushing things, considering he'd just kissed him for the first time a few minutes ago.

"Yeah…I'm okay…you? You stopped…is this okay? I mean….is this….." Reid had a worried expression, and the shyness was returning, but his face was flushed, and his pupils were beginning to dilate. Morgan gave him a quick kiss, hoping to reassure him.

"I'm fine, I just don't want to do something you won't like."

Reid frowned, looking suddenly too thoughtful, considering what they were doing. "Which means you want to do things I'd like?"

"Well…yeah."

"I think I'd really like this to come off." Reid tugged at the edge of Morgan's shirt, but didn't lift it, giving Morgan a rather serious look. Morgan could only laugh, pulling his shirt up over his head. Reid smiled slightly, biting his lip as he began to brush his fingers across Morgan's bare skin.

"Much better."

Morgan laughed again, shaking his head. "Alright, Pretty Boy, your turn." To that, Reid's smile faded, and he glanced away for a moment before looking back at Morgan.

"You'll have to get off me first."

Morgan complied, sitting up. Reid suddenly pushed him onto his back so he was laying with his head by the foot of the bed. Reid crawled into his lap, his knees next to Morgan's hips, and then he began to undo his shirt buttons. Morgan propped himself up on his elbows, watching avidly as Reid teased him, making sure the shirt didn't come open as he undid the buttons. Morgan had already seen Reid shirtless, in the pool, but the way Reid was stripping was something new in itself. Once all the buttons were undone, Reid pushed the material back shyly, biting his lip again.

Morgan sat up, eagerly helping Reid push the fabric off his shoulders before running the backs of his fingers up and down Reid's torso. Reid's breathing hitched, and he leaned backwards, pulling Morgan with him till he was laying with Morgan on top of him again.

Morgan lowered his lips to Reid's neck, placing a series of light kisses on his skin, slowly making his way to Reid's chest. Reid whimpered his approval, gripping Morgan's shoulders as his body trembled from the unfamiliar pleasure of being touched.

"Okay?" Morgan whispered, his tongue flicking out over Reid's collarbone.

"Mmmmmm….don't stop."

Morgan chuckled slightly against Reid's skin, his lips moving down to Reid's nipple. He carefully took the little metal ring, which looked so strange on Reid, into his mouth, sucking lightly. Reid gasped, his back arching.

"D-don't stop…." He repeated, his breath quickening. Morgan let go of the ring, but ran his tongue over it, drawing another moan from Reid. Morgan switched to Reid's other nipple, but reached up to flick the ring with his fingers. Reid's body was still trembling, and with every little flick he jerked slightly, his fingers tightening on Morgan's shoulders.

"Oh….Derrrrek…please…I want you, please…" Reid moaned, his eyes opening as Morgan sat up.

"What do you want?" Morgan asked gently, running his fingers over the top of Reid's slacks.

"Mmmmmm…you………"

"Well, I kinda hoped that…you're going to have to be more specific," Morgan said, chuckling slightly. Reid made an angry noise in his throat, frowning up at Morgan, who let out a sigh, shaking his head. "I really want you, Spencer, but I need to know what you want before I do anything."

"I….oh, wait…"

"What's wrong?" Morgan asked, seeing Reid suddenly look a little flustered. Reid looked away, slightly embarrassed.

"I…uhm…..don't have any…any condoms."

"I've got one in my wallet." Morgan said, popping the button to Reid's slacks open, but then he paused. "I don't have any lube, though."

"I have some massage oil." Reid pointed at a plastic bottle on the bedside table, and Morgan grabbed it, looking at it quizzically before setting it down on the bed.

"May I ask why?"

"I'll show you later."

Morgan chuckled, and nodded, unzipping Reid's slacks, yanking them down. Reid lifted his hips to help and soon Morgan had Reid in nothing but his boxer-briefs. Morgan glanced up to see Reid watching him nervously, his lip caught between his teeth.

"You still haven't told me what you want."

"Right now I want you naked."

Morgan rolled his eyes, but rolled off of Reid, sitting down with his back against the headboard. He quickly pulled off his pants and boxers, and was about to roll back onto Reid, but suddenly Reid was moving, shifting so he was sitting on his knees between Morgan's legs.

Before he could figure out what Reid was doing, much less react, Reid was leaning down, his hands on Morgan's hips. Reid looked up at him, hesitating.

"Is it okay if I-"

"You really need to ask?"

Reid smiled slightly, and then, without warning, leaned forward and took Morgan into his mouth. Morgan gasped, entwining his figures in Reid's hair as his eyes rolled back into his head. He was more than a little surprised at how good Reid was, even more-so when Reid deep-throated him, causing Morgan's hips to buck upward.

"Christ Spencer!"

"Hmmmmm?"

The vibration from the hum made Morgan's head fall backward, a moan escaping his lips.

"Good….too good…"

Reid's head kept bobbing, but he relented a little, and Morgan looked down at Reid, who was still on his knees, his eyes were closed in concentration, one hand next to Morgan's hip, the other wrapped around his cock. The visual alone was enough to send lust shooting through his veins, and he had to give Reid's hair a gentle tug. Reid stopped immediately, Morgan's cock slipping out of his mouth as his eyes snapped open.

"Wasn't done…" Reid muttered, wiping his mouth on the back of his hand, glaring at Morgan as he sat up.

"Yeah, I know," Morgan laughed, putting his hand up to his forehead, trying to calm his body down. "You are way too good at that…"

"Good. You won't ever have to look anywhere else for a blowjob," Reid joked.

"I hope you know this isn't just about sex."