When Spencer walked into the bullpen wearing clothes that showed his perfect ass and hinted at his muscular chest Derek could hardly believe he was awake. Spencer Reid, the man of his dreams, dressed in a way that was so tempting it shouldn't be legal had to be a fantasy. Except that Derek's fantasies had reached the point where he and Spencer were naked when the dream started. Yes, he dreamed about sex with Spencer. Morgan knew he shouldn't fantasize about his young co-worker, but he couldn't help himself. He was in love with Reid, the awkward, geeky, genius had stolen his heart and ruined him for all others . (Sure he still had sex, but afterwards Derek wished it had been with Spencer. And every time he left the man's or woman's bed Morgan promised himself that if he had sex with Spencer he'd sleep there for the night.) Derek had no idea how he'd fallen for Reid. He'd thought he was straight and that even if he was gay he'd have better taste, but somehow Spencer had won him over with a pretty, vulnerable seeming exterior and a strong, caring interior. Saddest of all the boy seemed clueless to the effect he had on Derek so it seemed unlikely to the man that the boy would return his feelings. , almost every night he dreamed of Spencer, of sex with him, of Spencer telling Morgan he loved him. He was helpless to his Pretty Boy; he gave him whatever he wanted, he put Reid's needs above his own. But it was all in vain Reid never gave any sign of being in love with Morgan, or of wanting anything more than their brotherly friendship.

Morgan's eyes traveled along Spencer gorgeous body; taking in the gap of skin showed by leaving the top button of his shirt open, admiring how his shirt fit his chest, and how his pants showed off an ass Derek wanted desperately to cum inside.

"Hey, Pretty Boy," He finally remembered how to use his mouth to speak rather than gape.

"Hi, Morgan." Derek could see in the kid's honey-ish hazel eyes that Spencer was nervous and self-conscious about the new clothing. Clothing that, Morgan noticed, screamed of a Garcia inspired makeover. He decided to ask, "Why the new outfit?"

"Umm…n-no reason," Reid stuttered as he spoke and couldn't look Morgan in the eye's. Derek wondered if something was up with Pretty Boy. He decided to find out.

"That's nice," he said as he wandered off to Garcia's "lair".

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Garcia figured that Morgan coming to see her about Spencer was a good sign, it showed he was noticing something at least. He'd come into her office with a silly, romantic look on his face…

"Hi, Sugar," Penelope's greeting surprised Derek. He'd been busy thinking about Spencer, his pretty face, with its deep expressive eyes, surrounded by long hair that Morgan would often play around with. His amazing body, subtly muscled, pale, Derek could easily imagine fucking Spencer senseless after his many fantasies of doing just that.

"Hey, Baby Girl," he replied, "What's up with Reid?"

"What do you mean?" she asked innocently, "Is something wrong?"

"No, but he's dressed differently, it definitely seems like a plan of yours."

"Oh, that, I'm just helping our resident genius catch the eye of the person he likes."

"Who?" Morgan tried to hide his despair, if this person ended up returning Reid's feelings his Derek's chances of getting the boy would decrease. (Spencer probably knew the statistics of how much. Irony, just what the doctor ordered.)

"I can't tell you. That's for Spencer and dream date to know."

"Are you seriously telling me you don't know who?"

"No, I'm telling you that you don't know who and I'm not about to tell you."

"Come on, what if I ask nicely."

"Despite how tempting that is, it's not my secret to so I can't tell you. Why not bug Reid about it."

"He's embarrassed enough by the clothes you've put him in I don't want to make the kid uncomfortable."

"Okie-dokie, bye." Then he was practically forced from Garcia's office. Derek stood there for a few moments trying to figure out who Reid's dream girl would be. Then he realized that Garcia had never specified a gender "dream girl" might be a guy. Morgan decided he would stay near the kid and try to figure out who he was trying to impress. Then he'd have to find a way to get rid of them, murder seemed a bit harsh but there had to be some way, and make Spencer fall in love with him.

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Penelope Garcia was now officially ready for part two of her "make my Jr. G-Man and chocolate Adonis realize they are perfect for each other" plan. This phase had one crucial element: a lollipop. She figured: Spencer plus lollipop equals hot gay sex. Hopefully in one of the nearby rooms or closets in which she had cameras. Penelope could imagine those two together and it was hot, she needed pictures. She then called Reid into her office.

Spencer was nervous when Garcia summoned him, step one of her plan had been embarrassing and step two would probably be even worse.

"Hey, Spencey, first of all-step one of the plan was successful Derek noticed your new clothing and came to my office, curious."

"What did you tell him?" Had Penelope really betrayed their plan so easily?

"Relax, I just said you had a crush you wanted to impress. I didn't give a name or a gender."

"Oh, okay. But then why did you call me here?"

"To give you this," Garcia took a cherry lollipop from her purse and gave it to Reid who was confused about the strange "gift".

"Why?"

"Phase two of the plan; Derek seeing you suck on a lollipop should get him thinking of something else he wants you to suck." Reid who was, contrary to popular belief, not a virgin knew exactly what she was talking about. He was still embarrassed about discussing sex at work, and his face went red at her words.

"Come on, this is way less embarrassing then reworking your wardrobe and you were fine with that plus it'll be worth it. My Mocha Muffin is already noticing you more." Spencer took the lollipop and walked out; he would do anything and everything to make Morgan fall in love with him.

I know these types of stories have been done before and hope no one feels I'm copying them. If it seems I am I guarantee it was unintentional and I apologize.