A/N: There is nothing better than 18 college kids in lab coats huddled around two laptops in the chemistry lounge, watching Komui destroy the order! (And sometimes Mythbusters) Special thanks to Joe and George for helping me write the lemon (And by help I mean kicked my stalling, indecisive butt out of the chair, and said "okay it's going to go like this," made me a full outline and forced me to write it. Well Joe helped; George was the guinea pig… I try not to think about it…). But yeah, sorry about the crappy lemon, but I get a little better each time.

Disclaimer: I do not own DGM, but I do own a Reever (my laptop, all computers on the university and hospital networks have to be named for no adequately explained reason). He's a sweet, patient, long suffering thing who's time zone will, on occasion, randomly switch to Australia (personally, I blame George).

Komui pounced on Reever, who was frozen stiff with terror, and tackled him to the ground. He wrapped his arms around the blonde's shoulders and for a while, he laid there, his nose buried in the crook of Reever's neck, just smelling the aroma of his delicious, beloved coffee.

Reever breathed out a small sigh and relaxed his tense frame a tiny bit. He was not comfortable with Komui laying on/squishing him, but it did not seem like he was going to be tortured or killed in the next few minutes. He checked out mentally and was brought back to the real world when he felt a hand worm its way up under his shirt. He let out a decidedly unmanly squeak.

Komui let out a dark chuckle that turned into a growl and his mouth latched on to Reever's neck. A combination gasp/sigh/mewl escaped the Aussie's mouth. 'Oh, fuck it!' the lack of sleep was getting to him and Reever gave up , figuring that whatever happen would happen regardless, he just hoped it wouldn't kill him. Besides, the supervisor had started it so it wouldn't be his fault.

Reever became apprehensive when Komui took his coat and beret off, before removing Reever's lab coat, necktie, sweater and shirt, making an untidy pile near the foot of the desk. He endured the hands that explored the planes of his pasty chest. When one long finger flicked a tawny nipple, his back arched into the contact against his will and he bit his lip to stop an embarrassing little noise from escaping.

A hand grabbed his arm and suddenly the world spun as he was practically thrown onto the desk, on his stomach, scattering the piles of paperwork that he had so carefully sorted. Before he could be angry however, another hand began tracing the waist band of his pants, dipping under slightly with every pass.

When Reever felt a hard, thick object grind into his ass through the thin fabric of two pairs of pants, his mind turned to absolute mush. One hand slid down his chest in teasing circles and undid the front of Reever's pants before dipping inside a pair of light blue boxers to grasp a half hard cock and giving it a few languid strokes. The fingertips of the other hand trailed lightly down Reever's back, and pulled his pants and underwear down and off, one long finger running down the cleft of his ass in the process. He shivered and let out a little groan. He felt Komui's lips press sweet little kisses all down his back.

Reever felt something hard circle his entrance and gulped, he desperately hoped and prayed that it wasn't what he thought it was because it would hurt like hell and he really didn't want to tell the crazy nurse lady that he needed stitches there. He squirmed a bit trying to pull away from it, and over his shoulder to say something. The maniacal, self satisfied grin on Komui's face stopped him cold and some part of his brain, probably the trained scientist/ researcher part, noticed that the Supervisor's pants were still securely fastened anyway.

The hard object was back again but this time Reever could identify it as a finger. Komui gave him an evil little smirk and he had to blush and look away. It brushed his entrance and elicited a shiver before retreating a little and he noticed that it was slick with something but he wasn't sure that he wanted to know what it was.

Suddenly the finger breached the initial ring of muscles and the Aussie felt tears welling in his eyes. It freaking hurt, a hand came up to rub his back from where it had been resting on his thigh. The finger was slowly worked in, followed by another. After scissoring his fingers for a while, Komui must have deemed him ready because Reever heard the ominous sound of a zipper being undone.

Reever, who had been making quite little noises up until this point gasped, he screwed his eyes shut and tried to get ready or something. When he felt Komui's hot, slick cock pressing against his ass, he tried to relax, but by this point, Komui was impatient. He sank his teeth into the junction of Reever's neck and impaled the poor dear.

Reever's resulting scream of "OW! THAT FUCKING HURTS! YOU EVIL CURLY-HAIRED BASTARD!" could be heard throughout the science department. Unfortunately (or should I say fortunately) they were all too scared (and coffee deprived) to come to his rescue.

******* (Finished in the next chapters flashbacks I swear! Don't kill me!)

Komui had fallen asleep immediately after climaxing. Reever couldn't really blame him, the supervisor practically had coffee on an IV drip, so of course he would be tired and crazy without it. It took some work and incredible skill, but Reever managed to climb out from under the heavier man.

Reever seriously needed to get cleaned up. Luckily there was a small washroom adjoining the supervisor's office. He cleaned himself before going out and Komui (Who slept like the dead) and the desk. Reever put his rumpled clothes back on, oh well it wasn't like anyone would notice a difference.

He looked over at Komui's rather painful looking position on the desk, and although he didn't feel very sympathetic, seeing as his ass was sore as hell, he figured it'd be mean to leave him there. So he grabbed Komui and threw him in his chair. It was pretty cold too so he put his shirt back on him. It was like dressing a doll, a very heavy doll.

Having done his good deed for the day, Reever limped his way up towards the cafeteria to grab a much-needed soda.

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A worried Russell met Lenalee and the coffee finders at the edge of the canal. She'd run into them on her way back and saved them , and the precious, precious coffee from some akuma.

"Oh Lenalee! Thank goodness! You have to stop supervisor Komui!"

"Ugh. What did my brother do now?"

"I think he set some sort of invention lose on Reever!"

She sighed, "What does it do?"

"Um, I don't know but Reever was screaming and he said that it was hurting him…"

"I'll take care of it."

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Komui woke up with a migraine from all the caffeine withdrawal. He yawned and looked around, fully intending to cuddle/hug the crap outa Reever, only to find that the blonde scientist was gone. What's more, he was fully dressed and had been sleeping at his desk. So, another dream then? That seemed plausible except that this dream had been more real than the others had. Nevertheless, it had to have been a dream right? Reever would murder him, hmmmmm he could sort of recall some screaming and swearing…

His train of thoughts was interrupted when his precious Lenalee burst through the door.

"LENALEE!!!!"

"Brother think about what you've done."

Even as he blacked out, Komui was struggling to figure out what he'd done to upset his beloved sister.

******(to be continued)

A/N : Forgive the crappy editing I wanted to get it up as soon as possible. Sorry for focusing on Reever so much but I can relate to him, hell I practically live with him, and any sane person would have trouble following Komui's thought process (though I'm admittedly not very sane). And again, I'm sorry that the lemon wasn't very good. I was told to be as explicit as I could, and I tried. Joe was kind enough to outline it but wasn't very specific, "Okay so they're on the floor right? So Komui hauls him on the desk and pulls his pants off…" and etc.

A/N 2: Also thanks to Jiggary-kun for the lovely review. Originally I was playing around with the idea of Reever as seme but I got stuck. Joe had to help me and well since his uke George is Australian and runs around in lab coats a lot (he's a dentist)… this is the way it turned out. It's also the reason why Reever turned out to be a bit of a wuss. There will be more lemon later and I might switch things up, if I get inspired . I have an awesome seme Reever idea now that I have finished the lemon but it won't fit in this story, so I'll write it as a one shot (when this story is finished, or if I get writer's block).

A/N 3: And thanks to Mikatsuki-no-Arashi for giving me an evil idea for a later lemon…

A/N 4: Speaking of later chapters, I've done a full outline for this and I'm anticipating about seven chapters, they will probably be on the short side but I'll update as often as possible. There will be at least two more lemons in later chapters unless I get inspired or people give me ideas. Also, is Reever blonde? George and Joe swear he is, I think it's more light brown, or honey brown or ash or something but I got out voted. And as for the gasp/sigh/mewl thing, it can be done. I've witnessed it with my own ears. It's a classic sleepy George move and ridiculously cute.

Joe: My delicious George is Reever. He has Reever-ish hair first thing in the morning (although its blonder), he usually tired (my fault *wink*), and he's a saint for putting up with a crazy like me. Yeah, I'm an accountant so the crazy gets bottled up all day at work and when I come home it just kinda spills out, its George's fault, he's just too sexy.

A/N 5: Please review!