I own nothing...

and so it continues!

R/R/E!

He doesn't know how long it is before the water goes cold- head screaming as he stares at the unmoving shape behind the glass- like a Manet sunrise; etches and blurs of colors.

Reid shivers as he reaches to turn off the frigid water- teeth chattering. The figure finally moves, edging its way out of the bathroom- the door clicks shut behind it.

Reid's hand trembles as he fumbles with the glass door; it shutters back. He grasps for a towel with numb fingers.

His body tight with shame; he towels off slowly, punishing himself with the stiff blasts of cold air from the hotel's room.

The slithering silence wraps its body around Reid's chest that much tighter- making it impossible to find breathe again.

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"Morgan!" Reid cried. Morgan's muscles tightened- the sound of the shower thunderous in his own ears.

The way Reid called Morgan sounded off…you could never be too sure with Reid.

Morgan pressed the palm of his hand against the door.

"Kid, everything alright?" Morgan stilled as he heard Reid's breathing hitch.

Curiosity got the better of him as he pushed the door open.

Steam furled around his head; his mouth went dry at the sight—shadow of a hand stroking furiously; head bowed and his name lingering on the other man's lips.

There are a thousand other Morgan's…he thought.

His feet remained rooted as Reid pressed his hand against the glass- head bowed, pants mixed with the splash of water off the tiled wall.

Move-this is private…Morgan thought. Reid's moans go higher.

"Morgan…" Reid sobbed- body shuttering as cum splatters against the glass door- Morgan's eyes went impossibly wide as Reid's hand stilled- cum spilled over and over again.

Reid supported himself against the door, trying to catch his breath.

Head tilted—"Morgan?"

Panic bubbles up—

Bursting—Morgan can't move

He stared open mouthed at what he's witnessed.

He didn't know how many seconds- minutes had passed before Reid hissed- jerking away from the spray fumbling to shut it off.

Morgan swallowed- trying to collect his scrambled thoughts- he eased out of the bathroom, images playing like mad in his mind.

A/N: So…whatcha think?

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