AN: thank you guys so much for the kind reviews. Y'all are too sweet.
Okay, so here's a chapter of fluff to prepare you for the next chapter... ;D
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Spencer Reid had never had much experience in the affection department, but there was no mistaking the look in Morgan's eyes. Gentle and adoring, darkening slightly as the settled on his lips. He licked them nervously, heart fluttering at Morgan's sharp intake of breath. His stomach knotted and twisted with anxious butterflies. Morgan was just so…attractive. The epitome of masculine perfection. Reid's breathing sped as he studied the older man.
"Morgan," he whispered breathlessly, and then Morgan's lips were on his. It was tentative and uncertain, but soft and pleasant nonetheless. Morgan pulled away and they once again locked eyes, breathing unevenly. Morgan's hands were all at once cupping Reid's cheeks, almost unnaturally warm and painstakingly gentle. His fingertips oh-so-delicately traced Spencer's features as if stroking the most fragile of flowers. It was hands down the most pleasant sensation Reid had ever felt.
"Spencer," the word was almost inaudible before his lips once again crashed into Reid's. This kiss was the opposite of the first. It was the end all be all of kisses. It was demanding and needy and Reid gladly gave, parting his lips so their tongues could timidly touch each other. That set both of them on fire and before either could really comprehend what was happening Reid was straddling Morgan, a white-knuckled grasp on his shirt and Morgan had his fingers threaded through Reid's silken hair. Neither stopped to ask how they learned to breathe each other's air or if Reid's breathy whining would alert the neighbors. They were consumed in one another.
When they broke apart they were both dazed and flushed, lips swollen, breathing ragged. The wow didn't need to be spoken, it hung in the air between them.
"I, uh…" Morgan began, unsure of what to say now.
"Yeah," Reid answered breathlessly, "yeah." They studied each other's eyes, before coming back to earth and realizing their position. Reid was still on Morgan's lap, Morgan's fingers still entangled in Reid's hair. Reid slid off Morgan's lap, blushing and smirking.
"Pretty boy?"
"Yes?"
"That was..."
"Tell me about it. My heart rate has to be, like, three times normal. Did you know that kissing actually –"
"Baby boy, I'm sure that's about to be a really interesting fact, but we have work tomorrow."
Reid's face fell and his eyes sought the floor. He pursed his lips as he peeked up at Morgan, expecting him to leave, stomach clenching at the thought. Then Morgan's lips were on his in a languid kiss that made Reid's eyes roll back in his head. "What was that for?" He asked breathlessly.
"You're cute when you're pouting."
"I wasn't pouting!"
"Were too. I didn't mean I was gonna leave, sweetness, I just meant we should get ready for bed." His voice had a teasing lilt Reid didn't appreciate.
"You can leave if you want, I don't care," he pouted.
"Oh really? Fine, I'll head out." Reid sat stubbornly still until Morgan's hand touched the doorknob.
"No!" He cried out before he could even think about it. Morgan chuckled and the next thing Reid knew, he was scooped up and being carried towards the bedroom. He didn't even bother struggling this time, instead reveling in the happiness of the moment. So, he thought, this is what being in love is like.
It was two in the morning and both men were asleep. It had gotten too warm under the covers, so they had drifted apart from each other. Reid woke up in a daze and reached out for Morgan, tugging on his shoulder so that he would lay flat on his back.
Morgan awoke to an incessant tugging on his shoulder. He took the hint and rolled onto his back, smiling when he felt a familiar head rest on his chest. Reid's happy sigh filled the room, and Morgan couldn't help himself. "Cling-y." He murmured, voice low and thick with sleep. Reid didn't bother responding, instead happily wiggling against Morgan's warm side and letting his eyes drift closed. He was on the verge of sleep when Morgan's arms wound around his waist. He smiled.
The shrill sound of the alarm woke Reid first, despite him being the heavier sleeper. He groaned in protest as he reached across Morgan's body, fumbling around until he found the snooze button. Once the offending sound was gone, he snuggled back under the covers and into Morgan, eyes sliding shut. He hummed in content when warm lips were pressed to the top of his head.
"Mornin', pretty boy." His voice was all husky and soft, making Reid's stomach flutter.
"Mmmnn, not yet." Reid groaned in response, pressing tighter against Morgan's side.
"You are the least "morning person" person I've ever met."
"Don't care. Hush. Five more minutes." Lazy fingers reached up and covered Morgan's mouth as Reid spoke.
"Baby, we should really get up. We have to go to work."
Reid's only response was a protesting whine, which Morgan chuckled at. When they were up, dressed, and sufficiently caffeine-d, it hit Reid.
"Um, Morgan?"
"Yes?"
"What are we going to tell the team?"
Morgan shrugged easily, flashing a grin, "nothing."
"Nothing?"
"We'll just act like we always do."
Reid reluctantly agreed and they were off, Morgan driving and the two bickering over radio stations. Morgan was dead set on listening to rap, which gave Reid a headache first thing in the morning. Reid wanted to listen to his favorite classical station, to which Morgan replied he was too tired to listen to, did Reid want him falling asleep at the wheel? When they pulled into the office, though, a tense silence fell over them. Morgan reached over and grabbed Reid's hand, giving it a squeeze.
The day was hell.
They couldn't look at each other without want setting them on fire. Now that they'd had a taste, they couldn't get enough. It was nearly impossible for them to go a whole day without any physical contact, and it made both of them tense and anxious. The second they got to the car, Morgan turned and captured Reid's lips in a kiss, swallowing the resounding moan.
"God, I've been dying to do that all day."
"I know, me too."
"I don't know how we're gonna swing this, kid. I could barely go 9 hours without touchin' you. What's gonna happen when we're on a case and have to go days?" Morgan shuddered at that thought, seeking out Reid's hand and holding it firmly in his, pressing his lips to each of Reid's knuckles.
"Well…we're just going to have to share a hotel room then, aren't we?" Morgan could hear the smile in Reid's voice and when he met his gaze, Reid surprised him by winking. When Morgan barked out a shocked laugh and raised his eyebrows, Reid flushed ten shades of red and buried his face in his hands. "Oh God…I so cannot pull that off," he groaned through his fingers, "I'm never saying anything like that ever again."
"Oh we'll see about that," Morgan teased. Reid grumbled in annoyed embarrassment.
"Just drive, please."
Their respective good moods lasted all night, leading to their light banter over cheap Chinese and mock-argument over what to watch. Morgan insisted on some random hockey game while Reid begged for some good ole Doctor Who. The argument was over when Reid flashed his puppy dog eyes and bit his lip. Damn kid was too cute for his own good.
You love him. Morgan jerked at the words, looking around in confusion. Reid was still happily watching his stupid show, there was no one else in the room, nowhere but his own head that the foreign words could have come from. He'd never had a thought like that, so solid it sounded like someone else had whispered it in his ear. Frankly, it scared the hell out of him. Then, Reid laid down and sleepily rested his head in Morgan's lap and he knew the words were true.
AN: aren't they just too cute? Update tomorrow! :)