Okay, trying to give you something good...Before I get black bagged for a week.
Me without a computer…I'm going to DIE!
This is just filler, so please excuse the content..I have little time to type…so this is to hold me over until Wednesday.
Please forgive…hopefully will be done before thnxday…
Still Reid and respond. Appreciation all around.
Morgan grips the railing in the elevator as he breathes out slowly. Reid's in the other corner trembling with anticipation of what? He doesn't even know, but his body's ready, ready for whatever Morgan has in store.
They look like prize fighters in the opposite corners of a Ring, ready to go at it again, as Morgan focuses on his breath, trying to keep his cool. Reid' s sweating nervously, and Morgan can't help but trace the line of sweat that beads down Reid's collar bone to happier places.
They need to get home; they need to get home…
The elevator dings its arrival and Morgan steps off quickly as the doors slide open, dragging Reid behind him, to his car.
"Y-your place is quicker, so…" Reid whispers as he reaches his side of the car, Morgan nods in approval.
Morgan unlocks the car door, and as he starts the car, he looks over at Reid and he can't help it…can't help but imagine what it'll feel like to have Reid withering on his bed, in his arms… he loses his breath as Reid stares back, pupils blown as he shifts a bit in his seat.
"Okay…" Morgan says huskily as he peels out of the parking garage.
Morgan slows the car, going the speed limit exactly. No more, no less.
Reid wines in frustration, crossing his legs tell-tale.
"Kid, it looks like you have to go to the bathroom." Morgan quirks a devilish brow in Reid's direction.
"M-Morgan…if you want me to lose it in this car, keep going the rate of speed you're going." Reid hisses as Morgan sails over a bump. Morgan chuckles…who knew that a car could be used to tease?
"I know for a fa- fact that it takes you n-no more than 7minutes and 8 seconds for you to make it from work to your home, including traffic and r-red- Oh come on!" Reid grips the seat rest, white knuckled as the light switches from yellow to red. Morgan makes no move to catch it.
"So…pretty boy, you aren't a virgin, are you?" Morgan asks, a light lithe in his voice, as if this isn't effecting him at all. In reality his skin is crawling with need. Reid doesn't necessarily have to know that now does he?
"Why-does that matter?" Reid frowns, looking Morgan up and down.
"No…but it's kind of useful to know. And kind of interesting too. It means I can…never mind, light's red." He says cryptically, before pulling off, full speed ahead.
They say nothing more as Morgan barrels towards home.
You grip the arm rest in the car.
Morgan's doing this on purpose…driving the speed limit, toying with you when usually you fear life and limb when he throttles the car…
Hmm…throttle.
Now he decides to go full speed.
Just have to make it to his place. You can do this, you can hold it in. you will not maul him in his own car; you'd rather make it to his place in one piece, thank you.
You feel uncomfortable, your body buzzing in anticipation. Why is it taking so long?
You start to nibble on your fingers…unconscious habit.
You know you have an oral fixation, something you can't help.
But if you had your way…Morgan would be a withering mass of undoneness… How is this not affecting him?
Morgan groans, and leaves you feeling like you have a fortune rod in your pants…it echoes in your gut…and you can't take it.
You close your eyes, almost gnawing your fingers.
Morgan suddenly slams the car in park, springing out of the car, leaving you to get out yourself.
He makes it towards the door.
You know if you have any contact at all outside of secure walls, you'd take him right there on the front steps of his place.
And we can't have that now can we?