Feeling a bit better. Got a few of the many things I need to do done, and have been watching Will & Grace while working on everything, just to keep the mood light.
Well, here is the bonus chapter for this sequel. ;) I won't say much, let you get right to the good stuff.
Oh, and just to clarify something at the end: Morgan and Reid didn't get married. They're just a couple.
Reid arched his hips up into Morgan's, while wrapping his arms around his neck and pulling him down for a bruising kiss. His moan was swallowed as Morgan's hand trailed down his body, stopping to rub the bulge forming in the genius' slacks. Thin fingers clutched Morgan's t-shirt tightly as long legs wrapped around his waist.
Breaking the kiss, Reid stared up at Morgan with lust clouded eyes. "Please, Derek," he panted, grinding his hips into the hand still palming him. "Please."
Morgan chuckled as he pulled his hand away, making Reid whine. Forgoing the buttons, he yanked Reid's dress shirt off, leaning down to plant hungry kisses along his pale chest. Reid's hands, which were trying to pull Morgan's shirt off, faltered as Morgan bit down on a nipple before soothing it with a lick.
Finally Reid managed to snag a handful of fabric, pulling it up over Morgan's head. His fingers trailed down the taut muscles of Morgan's back, stopping to grip the curve of his ass. Morgan half groaned, half growled, swooping down to kiss him again, hard.
Reid used his grasp as leverage to rub their groins together, whimpering at the friction. He cried out from loss as Morgan pulled away.
"Patience, pretty boy," he said, fingers swiftly unbuckling Reid's belt.
Reid slapped his hands away as Morgan reached for the button and quickly shimmied out of his pants and underwear. Morgan groaned as Reid's hard length snapped up against his pale, quivering stomach. Climbing off the bed, he quickly shed the rest of his clothes.
Scrambling to his hands and knees, Reid yanked Morgan back onto the bed, pushing him to lie on his back. As Morgan settled back on the pillows, Reid swooped down, swallowing as much of Morgan's considerable length as he could.
Morgan groaned, burying his fingers in soft, brown locks as Reid's head bobbed up and down. His eyes trailed up to that skinny ass that he loved so much, waving in the air. He leaned forward, applying a sharp slap to his rear with his free hand. Reid moaned at the sting, and the vibrations sent a jolt of pleasure straight through Morgan.
Reaching down, he pulled Reid up, flipping them before leaning down and biting a mark on Reid's neck.
Reid whimpered. "Derek, I need you," he cried.
Morgan kissed his way down the thin torso, reaching for the lube on the bedside table as Reid spread his long legs. Settling between them, Morgan lubed his fingers. As he slipped one into Reid's puckered entrance, he leaned down and suckled the head of Reid's straining manhood.
The double stimulation caused Reid to tremble with pleasure. One hand grasped the sheets in a white-knuckled fist, while the other gripped the back of Morgan's head, fingertips dancing over smooth scalp.
Reid bucked up into the wet heat surrounding his erection while at the same time pushing back on the finger massaging his inner walls. He panted as Morgan pushed in a second finger, twisting and scissoring them. He cried out as Morgan's tongue teased his slit at the same time his fingers curled, brushing his prostate.
"Derek, please, please," he babbled, head lolling to the side, skin covered in a sheen of sweat. "Please, Derek. Need you. Now."
Morgan released his length with a pop and Reid whined as his fingers slid from him. "Patience, pretty boy," Morgan repeated, slicking his erection with lube.
He angled Reid's hips up, one large hand bracing Reid's lower back as the other slowly guided his manhood into his lover. Reid held the backs of his knees, breathing deeply at the low burn of being stretched and filled. He sighed as Morgan slid all the way in, and the muscular man ran his free hand up and down Reid's side, the other rubbing his spine.
"Alright, Spencer?" Morgan's dark eyes stared down at him with love.
Reid smiled up at him, shifting his hips. "Perfect," he whispered, reaching up to pull Morgan down for a kiss, wrapping his long legs around Morgan's strong waist.
Pulling back from the kiss, Reid nuzzled his nose against Morgan's. "Move, please," he urged.
Morgan didn't need to be told twice. He began a steady pace, kissing his way across Reid's jaw to suck on the mark he'd left below his ear. Reid thrust his hips up, tightening his legs around Morgan and clawing at his back. "Faster," he panted.
With a moan, Morgan braced himself up, untangling Reid's legs and pushing his knees to his chest, before pounding his hips furiously. The new angle caused him to ram that bundle of nerves dead on with each thrust. Hot pleasure coursed through Reid's body and his cries steadily increased in volume, his mind too clouded with lust and pleasure to be embarrassed about his neighbors hearing him.
Breaking a leg free, he used the moment of surprise to flip them, bracing his hands on the broad, dark chest and rolling his hips, moaning at the feel of the hot, thick erection sliding within him.
Morgan groaned at the sight of his lover hovering above him, his pale skin glowing in the dim light from the hall, head thrown back in ecstasy. He gripped those narrow hips to hold Reid steady, bracing his feet and pounding up into his lithe body.
Reid keened, his arms trembling against Morgan's chest and the dark hands holding his hips in a bruising grip the only things keeping him from collapsing. He moaned as a tight heat burned in the pit of his stomach, and he knew he wasn't going to last much longer.
"I'm close," he whimpered, crying out as a strong hand abandoned his hip and fisted his weeping length. Morgan only stroked him a few times before Reid arched his back, mouth open in a silent scream as his release splashed out across Morgan's stomach, contrasting starkly with the dark flesh.
The clenching of those tight muscles was Morgan's undoing. As his hand jerkily milked Reid through the last of his orgasm, his own tore through him. His hips thrust roughly into his tight heat, and he swore as he released his seed deep within him, mind whiting out from pleasure.
He returned to awareness to find Reid in a heap on top of him, panting, body as slick with sweat as Morgan's own. With shaky arms, he wrapped Reid in a tight embrace, pressing a kiss to the top of his damp locks. "Wow," he murmured.
Reid hummed in response. He gingerly rolled off Morgan, mewling as his softening length slipped from his body. He collapsed beside Morgan, head on his chest, legs entwined.
Morgan's hand trailed down his back, fingers dipping to his still twitching hole, feeling his release trickle out.
Reid turned his head up, kissing the edge of his jaw. "Greatest anniversary gift ever," he murmured.
Morgan titled his head down, pressing a soft kiss to Reid's lips. "One year, baby," he said.
Reid smiled sappily. "Best year of my life."
"It's only gonna get better," said Morgan, hand resting on Reid's hip, thumbs rubbing soothing circles on his skin. His other hand interlocked with Reid's on his chest.
"I look forward to it," whispered Reid.
"Me too." Morgan smiled down at him. "I love you, Spencer."
Reid beamed, closing his eyes and snuggling into his chest. "I love you too, Derek."
They both sighed happily as Morgan tightened his arms around Reid and they drifted off to sleep.
D'aww! XD Hehehe, this was really fun to write during religion class today. I think my nun professor is started to get suspicious about my "notes" being in paragraph, story form. But in my defense, I do have actual class notes... Just not a lot.
Well, what do you think? A nice, happy, delicious man-on-man action filled ending? I have the ending for the second sequel planned out, will start writing it tomorrow in art history. *laugh*
Review? *hopeful look*