Chapter Three: The Mistake.
They were both sitting in the middle of Morgan's bed, neither of them was sure how they got there but they had been there since they got to his place. They had been sat talking about this and that...until they both fell silent and just stared at each other. One knowing and one hoping what they wanted, was going to come next.
Reid slid closer to Morgan and sat so his knees were tucked under his bum, he placed his hands on his older friends thighs and moved his face closer to the other's. "Morgan, please..." Reid begged; his lips mere inches away from the other man's.
Morgan looked at Reid...the way his cheeks were flushed a light pink colour, the way his lips were parted slightly, but mostly the way his eyes were full of lust and needing. God, how much he wanted this...how long he had wanted to be able to kiss and touch and fuck his younger friend. It had been a long time.
Reid leaned in a little closer to Morgan, but he moved slowly as if he was waiting for Morgan to react badly to what he was going to do. He closed his eyes and pressed his lips lightly to Morgan's. He stayed like that, their lips pressed together not knowing what he should do...should he keep going or should he just pull away and blame it on the beer he had had earlier?
Morgan used his right hand to cup the back of Reid's head, holding him close, and his left hand to rub at his thigh. He started to deepen the kiss; he pressed his lips harder, faster and rougher against Reid's...but then he slowed down going back to how it was moments ago, soft and sweet. He had suddenly remembered what had happed to Reid –nearing on two years ago now- with Beyond, and how rough the psycho had been with him...he knew Reid and L had had sex since they had got him back, but he was sure the dark-haired English man wasn't rough with him. He had had dreams about himself and Reid having sex plenty of times and mostly every time he was been rough with the younger man –although in his dreams Reid did in fact like it...he wasn't sure if he would now, in real life...and he didn't want to risk been rough and Reid not liking it and been mad or upset at him afterwards.
Reid pulled away from Morgan's lips slightly. "I-I'm not going to break..." He said quietly, breathlessly.
Morgan crashed his lips back against Reid's...Reid was right, he wasn't going to break, he had been through so much before and since he came to the BAU and he always seemed to bounce back...even if it took him a while, he would always come back to his old self.
Minutes later Reid was on his back, his legs spread wide apart with Morgan laid in-between them and on top him, their hips grinding together. Morgan was completely naked –thanks to Reid who had undressed him-, but Reid still had his shirt on, his hands pulling the bottom down trying to stop Morgan from pulling it up.
Morgan pulled his mouth from Reid's and looked down at panting younger man. "Let me take it off..."
Reid stared up at Morgan as he continued to pant lightly, a sad and unsure expression on his face. He grabbed hold of Morgan's left hand and slid it under his shirt, careful not to actually move the material. He moved Morgan's hand over the scars on his stomach, their eyes were locked on each other's so Reid could see Morgan's eyes practically sadden. "I-I...can't I keep it on?" He whispered.
Morgan pressed his lips against Reid's and grinded their uncovered cocks hard against the other's. He pulled away from Reid's lips and moved down to his neck. "You can...but just...so you know...I don't care...about your scars..." He said quietly between kisses. Without waiting for Reid to say anything about his scars, he pressed a finger to his entrance and rubbed at it for a few seconds before pushing it into Reid.
Only seconds later he had three fingers fucking Reid's tight hole. He loved the way Reid was gasping and pushing himself further onto Morgan's fingers. He pulled his fingers out of Reid after stretching him a little more, he leaned over Reid and pressed his lips chastely to the younger man's.
"P-please, just...I-I want you in me, now..." Reid moaned.
Morgan smirked. "Whatever you want, pretty boy." He said as he lined himself up with Reid's entrance and pushed into him.
A while later Morgan was thrusting in and out of Reid hard and rough. Reid's back was arched off of the bad, his arms locked around Morgan's neck and his mouth wide open as he moaned out. Morgan was kissing at Reid's neck when he realised why he had wanted to do this with the younger man for so long, why he was always watching out for him, why he always worried about him on cases, why he didn't like L when he first met him...and why he could finally admit it to himself: he was in love with Reid.
He stopped kissing at Reid's neck and stopped his thrusting.
"Ah-uh, w-what's wrong? Uh, w-why'd you s-stop?" Reid asked; a worried look on his face.
Morgan shook his head and started moving again. He slammed into Reid as he started to kiss his neck.
"Uh, Morgan!" Reid moaned loudly and wrapped his legs tightly around Morgan's waist. "Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!" He moaned –more or less- right in Morgan's ear as the older man slammed into him harder and harder.
Morgan couldn't help it...it was the feel of Reid beneath him, it was the sounds Reid was making, the way he was moaning...that made him speak without thing. "Fuck, I love you so much kid."
Reid's eyes widened, he looked at Morgan out of the corner of his eyes and he gasped and then moaned as he came. Reid's insides tightening around his cock made Morgan cum inside of the younger man.
They stayed there, not moving, not speaking, almost daring not to even breathe, for what felt like eternity.
Morgan pushed himself up so he was leaning over Reid. He looked down at the young genius; he had a shocked but pleased look on his face. "I-I-..."
"I'm sorry." Reid said quickly and wrapped his arms around Morgan's neck, pulling and holding his friend close to him. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
End of chapter 3!
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