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It's been a while-eh?
*HEART* you guys for the reviews and fave supports! Hoping to keep this train running- Rates from K to M( warnings for each as well)
Season 10 is only three years away- Breen Frazier (I'm waiting for a plane to drop)
Oh yeah...
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If slash makes you uncomfortable- please don't read.
Reid/Review/Enjoy!
Paramore- Misguided Ghosts
Rating: K
Warning: Eh?
Genre: Pre-slash
Charcter(s): Morgan/Reid
"What the HELL Morgan!" Reid's bottom lip quivers as Morgan sighs, rolling his eyes.
"You could have been killed!"
Reid narrows his eyes as Morgan's frame shakes, an almost hysterical laughter bubbling up from his chest. Reid's mouth opens and closes like a fish longing for the murky deep.
Morgan doubles over, trying to get a grip.
"You don't know how much you sound like a Disney movie… coulda been killed." Morgan snorts, swiping at the corner of his eyes. His laughter's frozen as he looks up to find Reid's fist clenched, white knuckled.
"Reid?" Morgan feels as though the world's off kilter as Reid's jaw jumps.
"You don't think about anyone but yourself, do you?" Reid spits. "You don't care if there are others who give a damn whether you live or die…That…" Reid squeezes his eyes shut.
His words are nothing more than a whisper.
"I love you."
Morgan feels as though he's been hit with a sledge hammer as Reid pivots on his heels, walking away.
Rhianna-Birthday Cake
Rating: M
Warning: Most Rhianna songs make me think of Reid/MGG stripping for Morgan/Moore(but I digress)
REAL WARNING: Contains SLASH (MAN I'M REALLY LOVIN' THE CAPS TODAY) and some sexual (?) tongue and situations.
Genre: SLASH
Character(s): Morgan/Reid (affectionately known as Sperek or MO/RE)
Morgan gasps- an inferno blazing under his skin as Reid's lips leave a trail of fire.
Little scrapes and nips against his jaw, clavicle- the clamp and heat against his nipples leaves him withering and arching off the mattress. A firm, gentle hand eases him back to the bed- a ghost of a smile tugs on Reid's lips.
"Shh…"
Morgan stares, open mouthed panting as Reid moves between his legs, undoing the buckle…button, zipper hissing obscenely as it slides down.
Reid's hand fits on the hollow of Morgan's hips like a lost puzzle piece- grip bruising; Morgan arches-groin aching as heated breath teases.
Morgan's eyes flutter shut; low groan escaping as a tongue reaches for the translucent bead of pre-cum resting on his tip.
Gotye: Somebody I Used to Know
WARNING: Masturbation (Yes, in my twisted castle in the sky- Reid masturbates)(heh heh)
Genre: Pre-slash
Rating: M
Character(s): Reid/Morgan
Reid's eyes close against the heated spray of the shower, droplets clinging to the ends of his hair as steam swirls around his head.
He continues to work the tip of his cock, hand slick with soap, suds forming as he pumps his fist up and down.
He bites his lips, trying to hold back the choked moans trying to spill. Images float past his closed lids, things he shouldn't want- mocha skin and washboard abs, gentle caresses, soft eyes.
"More…" Reid whispers- The water sounds thunderous as it splashes off the tiled wall of the hotel.
His chest rises and falls, he scrapes the blunt of his nails across his nipples. His skin's flushed as he lets out a high whine, putting pressure on the glans of his cock.
His mind's fuzzy, as he steps closer to the edge…his stomach flutters with impossible heat.
"Morgan…" Reid can't help that a cry escapes his mouth; his mind muzzy with arousal.
"You alright in there Kid?"
Reid barely registers the deep growl of a voice; the draft as the bathroom door opens.
Flicking his thumb over the head one more time- he comes. Cum mixes with suds and water as it swirls down the drain.
"Morgan…" He pants, body trembling as he tries to steady himself against the shower wall.
He focuses enough to see the silhouette through the shower's glass door. His heart runs cold.
Morgan stands there, stock still- mouth a shocked "o"- trying to make sense of what he's witnessed.
A/N: Oh my gids…I'm stuck. You ever get that feeling that you want to write…need to write, but NOTHING'S COMING OUT?
*Sigh*
Derek Morgan in a towel.
Reviews are just as lovely as Derek Morgan soaking wet in Reid's apartment.
Thanks for your time.
P.S: Upon further review, I think Gotye's Somebody I Used to Know needs...more of a story. Let me know what you think- yeah or nah. ;D always great to hear from you guys! Da-sm