Wow, I just disappeared off the face of the earth didn't I? So sorry! School was just hard this week and I was actually going to post this chapter and a voyeuristic oneshot on Wednesday which was my birthday, but it turned out my parents had other plans :P and then my internet turned off for 48 hours much to my annoyance so here this is and I guess I'll have to hold off on the oneshot :(
Hope you like this chapter! I know you guys have been on pins and needles!
Chapter Seven:
Reid woke in total darkness. At first he thought that maybe he had just come out of a sleep cycle, but it seemed odd because he felt as though he had awoke against his will. It had him pondering what had gone on until he heard the noise.
It was just a sort of scuffling at the foot of his bed and at first he assumed that Morgan had gotten up to use the bathroom, but quickly nixed the idea when he felt the older agent pressed against his back. So what had woken him?
Reid turned his head ever so slightly towards his feet, trying not to disturb the older agent. It took a moment before he could see anything, but after a few seconds his eyes adjusted and the image became clear.
It was a figure, a man. More specifically it was their unsub.
Reid felt his heartbeat leap and he glanced towards the clock without moving his head, hoping the man couldn't seen his eyes were open. It was 5:13 in the morning.
This didn't make any sense. All of the autopsies of the previous victims had shown TOD's of no later than 11:30 pm. So why was the unsub in their bedroom at this time? It was irregular and after having killed that many times, why would he change his MO?
And how had he gotten in the house with the team stationed outside?
Hotch would've called everyone off. Reid thought. Around one he would've told everyone to go home. We're alone.
Reid was debating whether to wake Morgan up or not, but he wasn't sure he could do it without notifying their 'guest' if he didn't already know Reid was awake.
He could feel his palms sweating and his breath quicken, but he tried to keep it under wraps. So he glanced at the unsub to check if he had noticed anything.
It was then when Reid saw that the man actually had his back turned towards him. It seemed as though he was slightly bent, examining the fake plant on the dresser. That was odd. Why would he be more interested in the plant than them?
Reid couldn't understand what was happening. Everything about this guy had suggested he would come after they had 'had sex' or even during, but now, hours after they finished, he was lurking in their room looking at a plant?
Reid stayed as he was, squinting at the man through the darkness, for about five minutes before the unsub straightened up. Reid quickly turned his head, but the man didn't even spare a glance at the two of them. He simply walked back out of the room.
The young agent listened to the retreating thuds of the man's boots throughout their house until the door opened and he was gone.
Reid didn't fall asleep again for another two hours.
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The clock read nine when Reid opened his eyes again. He lay there for a couple seconds, trying to remember what was nagging at him. When his brain triggered the memory he felt a moment of urgency. The slender agent rubbed his eyes briefly before he quickly flipped over to talk to Morgan about what he'd seen the previous night. But he was surprised to find the he was alone in the small bed.
Frowning, he thought about what he could do to tell Morgan discreetly without the unsub noticing anything was wrong.
He decided the best way to do that was to get him alone where the unsub couldn't see them, and the only place in this cabin without a window was the bathroom.
Great. Just great.
Slowly he reached a hand out to the bedside table drawer that was on the opposite side of the bed from the window. He was inconspicuous in grabbing the gun out of the top drawer. The unsub had been in their room, he wasn't taking any chances without protection.
Reid placed the gun on the floor while picking up a pair of boxers off the ground. He blushed when he thought about how he'd slept naked with Morgan last night. The concern hadn't even occurred to him last night as they feel asleep, but now that he thought about it, they had literally been pressed together while Reid was naked.
He shook his head briefly before slipping the boxers on while still sitting down. He then bent and grabbed the gun off the floor and tucked it into his boxers without letting the unsub see.
He stood up and quickly realized that these boxers were definitely Morgan's. They hung very low on his hips, exposing the very top of his dark curls, and barely kept the gun against his skin.
Sighing and knowing it would look suspicious if he changed, he left the room to find Morgan, who was in the kitchen.
He was sitting at the table and drinking coffee. He smiled at Reid as he approached,
"Are those my boxers, pretty boy?" He raised his eyebrows and stared for a second too long before looking up to Reid's face and then his smile faded.
"What?" He asked, concern evident in his voice, obviously having noticed Reid's solemn expression.
"Don't say anything." Reid murmured and grabbed Morgan's face before kissing him roughly. It was only for a second or two and then he pulled away and grabbed Morgan by the hand. He led him up from the table, down the hall and into the bathroom.
"Okay, now that we're alone, what's going on?" Morgan asked, rounding on Reid.
Reid bit his lip nervously. "Last night…" He trailed off, not knowing how to tell him.
"I know that it was a little awkward and all but-"
"No, no, no!" Reid said, frustrated. "No, the… the unsub…"
"Didn't come, I know." Morgan finished.
"Morgan, shut up!" Reid ran a hand through his hair. "The unsub came into our bedroom last night." He whispered.
"What?" Morgan asked.
"Around five am he came in and was standing near our dresser."
"He… what?"
"He was-"
"Why didn't you wake me up?" Morgan demanded.
"I… I couldn't! Listen, he was looking at the fake plant on our dresser. I think he might've hidden something."
"Like what?"
"Like a camera, maybe? Or a microphone? I don't know, but something's up, and we need to get out of the house today so Garcia can check it out, but until then we have to be careful what we do and say."
Morgan was silent for a long while. "He could've hurt you." He mumbled.
"What? He didn't even know I was awake!" Reid retorted, looking insulted.
"Yeah, but he could've done whatever he wanted! He could've had his way with you!"
"Like that wouldn't have woken you up." Reid said, exasperated.
"Still," Morgan seemed to pout.
Suddenly both of their ears perked up as they heard a distinct creak of wood.
"He's in the house still?" Reid whispered frantically, pulling the glock out of his boxers.
"No, that was the front door." Morgan whispered back and frowned, then turned and started the water in the shower.
"What're you doing?" Reid breathed harshly.
"We've got to pretend to be showering together." Morgan muttered back. "It'd be odd if we were just in here together, talking." Then he stripped his underwear off and got in.
"Now what are you doing?" He hissed looking away from Morgan's slowly exposed skin.
"I might as well have a shower." Morgan shrugged in a low voice.
Reid rolled his eyes and muttered incoherently as he pointed the gun at the bathroom door, ready for the unsub to burst through.
"Maybe we should be 'having sex'." Morgan suggested in a whisper, popping open the cap to the body wash.
"Morning-after sex? Really Morgan?" Reid muttered.
"What? It's legit."
Reid rolled his eyes again. "Fine," He breathed.
There was a chuckle from behind him and then came Morgan's deep voice.
"Oooh, right there, pretty boy." He groaned and Reid felt himself blush. He waited a few moments before Morgan spoke again.
"Mmm, so good!" He wailed.
Reid decided to make Morgan feel just as awkward as he was making him.
"You like that?" He said, huskily.
"Y-yeah." Morgan faltered, almost seeming caught off guard but the change in his tone.
"How about that?" Reid tried not to smile, keeping his voice low and sexy.
"The best," Morgan moaned, apparently having gotten a hold of himself again, to Reid's somewhat disappointment. He could see what Morgan meant; it was fun to watch the other one squirm.
"I bet it is," Reid smirked.
"Oh. Yeah. Spence, baby." Morgan breathed.
"Mmm." Reid hummed, pressing his lips tight together to make his mouth seem 'full'. They continued on humming and breathing harshly for a few minutes before Morgan spoke up.
"Enough, babe." Morgan panted. "Come here. I wanna make you feel good."
"You always make me feel good." Reid said and then waited five seconds before groaning, eyes still on the door for any sign of movement.
"That good?" Morgan asked.
Reid responded by whining high in his throat.
"You ready for me, baby?" Morgan asked and Reid nodded, even though he knew no one could see him, so he spoke.
"Still ready from last night."
After a moment, Morgan spoke again. "So tight baby."
Reid moaned. "So big." He whined, listening for anything on the other side of the door, but he couldn't hear anything.
Reid was so focused on listening through the door that it took him a moment before he realized the obscene and sexy noises Morgan had started making.
It was a rhythmic grunting and panting and it seemed as though he was working hard and fast and the sound made Reid blush even harder.
"You with me, baby boy?" Morgan asked, obviously trying to entice something from Reid.
"Yeah, right with you." Reid keened. "So good, Derek."
"Spence, baby."
"Keep it there. Right there!" He moaned and was almost impressed with himself at how real it sounded.
"Keep making those beautiful noises, babe." Morgan grunted. "You sound so good."
Reid pushed the hair out of his eyes that was getting damp from the steam that the shower was creating. It was getting hot and he was annoyed at the sweat on his skin.
"Crack the window, babe." He moaned. "You're too hot."
Morgan seemed to understand what he meant and did as asked.
"Better, pretty boy?"
"Any moment with you is better." Reid said and tried not to snicker at how corny it sounded.
"I love you." Morgan said sensually.
"Love you more." Reid replied without a second thought. When he realized that it had been the natural response he flushed slightly. Reid readjusted his grip on his glock and licked his lips, keeping his eyes trained on the door.
"You want me to touch you, baby?" Morgan growled behind him.
"Yes! Oh, yeah." Reid panted and keened.
"So good. So tight." The older agent growled.
"Uhhhgggg. Mm! Yeah!" Reid cried.
"Gorgeous," Morgan breathed. "You know that? You're beautiful."
Reid faltered slightly at the compliment before responding. "Nothing like you," He panted and then took a deep calming breath. He doesn't actually think you're beautiful, he's acting.
Morgan chuckled. "You must be blind then, pretty boy." He said putting emphases on the regular nickname between the two agents, and Reid felt as though it was directed more at him than at the men they were playing.
"Mmm," Reid sighed contentedly. "I'm the luckiest guy in the world."
"That would be me." Morgan laughed.
Reid smiled slightly before Morgan spoke again.
"Bend over farther."
"Huh?" Reid got caught off guard.
"It'll feel better I swear."
Reid waited a few seconds.
"Oh god! Derek! Yes!"
"You like that, baby?"
"Nnnngh! So good! Go deeper!"
Morgan growled and panted harder.
"I-I! Mmmaahh!" Reid wailed and then waved his arm in the air so Morgan could see it as his signal as being 'done'.
"Right with you, babe." Morgan breathed. "So close! Ah! Spence!"
They both kept panting even though the unsub wouldn't be able to hear them unless his ear was pressed against the door, but they weren't taking any chances. After another minute or so, Morgan shut off the water and Reid listened as someone closed the front door behind him.
"Why was he here?" He asked, turning around and then turning back as a naked Morgan was grabbing a towel. "Sorry," He apologized.
"It's cool. And I'm not sure," Morgan frowned. "Maybe he just wanted to know what we were up to? It'd be the first time he couldn't see at least one of us."
Reid thought about it. "That makes sense, but why stay the whole time?"
"Maybe he really is gay. Maybe he got off on it."
Reid shivered. "Ew, but okay. That makes sense. Maybe last night was just too good for him and he wanted to be sure he wasn't missing out on anything."
"We need to talk to Hotch and Garcia."
Reid nodded and bit his lip, thinking about how they could do that.
"Hey, Reid?"
The genius turned and looked at Morgan.
"Yeah?"
"Why are you wearing my boxers?"
Reid flushed and walked out of the bathroom without a backward glance at a smirking Morgan.
I hope you guys liked it! Let me know :)
Also, I don't normally do stuff like this but I need every one of you guys' brains to help me out. I need to find a fic I read, and I'm sure that once I find it I'm going to have known the author or name all along but oh well.
In the fic, Morgan has sex with some chick in the upstairs part of a club and Reid walks in and they have, like, awkward eye sex and then they end up finding out how much they want each other and blah blah blah sexy male times. It's really delicious and I bow to the author of it but I didn't favour it and now I need it. If you guys have any idea where it's from can you tell me? I want it!
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