A/N: Hola! Hi guys, it's been awhile. Sorry it took me very long time to update. Work was just plain crazy, as it always is. Anyway, what are your plans for the holidays? Hope you all have a great Christmas and an even better New Year. How are those resolutions? Anyway, this is the continuation of I need you, I hope you guys are still reading this. Anyway, as always, reviews are very much appreciated but if you have flames, please just email me privately. =)

As always, I don't own anything.

Chapter 8

"Hey Emily, have you seen Morgan?" Reid asked, as he went back to his desk from the archives.

"Hm?" Prentiss asked back, absently chewing on her fingernail as she read a case file. "I think he already went home."

"Hm…really?" Reid wondered, feeling a little hurt that Morgan would leave without telling him.

Just then, he noticed a hidden post-it on his coffee mug. He smiled slightly as he read the note.

Hey Pretty Boy,

Sorry I already left, I don't want Prentiss to think of anything if ever I'm going to wait for you. Anyway, we're still on tonight, right? My house, as soon as you can. I already miss you. Love you.

-D.

Smiling a little widely for his own good, Reid started to arrange his things, humming softly to himself. Prentiss looked up, scowling.

"It's already 5pm and you're still in a good mood? Your good mood lasted the whole day? Is that the effect of sugar rush?"

Reid smiled at her. "I don't know what you're talking about."

Prentiss frowned. "That…that smile. I have seen that smile too much today."

Reid shrugged. "I'm happy, that's all."

Prentiss assessed their youngest profiler. He does look happy, happy in the longest time that she has known him. There were no more dark circles under his eyes, he smile easily nowadays; he seemed more confident and comfortable around people. Despite herself, she shook her head, letting her smile shine through for the genius to see.

"Finally." She smiled at Reid.

She and Reid shared a smile, understanding coursing between them. Emily knew that he's not ready yet to tell them, but he will. In time. And they will understand once he did.

"I think I may be keeping you from something?" Emily smiled, glancing at the clock.

Reid cleared his throat. "Uh yeah. I should probably go." He then glanced at Emily again. "Do you need a ride?"

Emily grinned. "Thanks for the offer, handsome. I'm waiting for someone."

Reid grinned. "See you tomorrow, then."

"Yeah. See you." Emily whispered to Reid's retreating back. He deserves this. This happiness. They may be friends, they may be close, but if ever Supervisory Special Agent Derek Morgan breaks Reid's heart, she has connections in all the right places that can eradicate him with just a snap.

With a frightening grin, Emily closed the folder with a snap, climbing the stairs to Unit Chief Aaron Hotchner's office. Whew, all that thinking got her horny. Only one way to fix that, she thought as she opened Hotch's office without knocking.


Reid killed the ignition of his car, stopping in front of Morgan's house. All the lights were lit, including the one in the porch, as if waiting for him to come home. And with that thought, Reid couldn't wait to get inside. Getting his purchases and his bag, he locked his car and walked towards the house. Before he could knock, he could already hear the loud barking inside. Gulping, he knocked twice, the barking inside intensifying.

"Clooney, down." Reid heard inside a few seconds before the door was opened.

A wide grin broke Morgan's face as he saw Reid outside. Reid grinned in return as he saw that Morgan was wearing an apron.

"I could be wrong, but is that an apron?"

Morgan glanced down, smiling sheepishly as if forgetting that he was still wearing the said garment. "Uh, yeah. Sorry. I forgot to remove it."

Reid chuckled. "It's cool. It looks good on you."

Morgan laughed, then stepped aside to let Reid in. Reid entered cautiously, seeing Clooney just waiting inside. Clooney barked at him once, making him jump. Clooney then whined and wagged his tail, sniffing his hand, then his crotch.

Reid slowly brought his hand to scratch Clooney behind the ears. The dog whined and wagged his tail more. Morgan smiled at the interaction. "He likes you."

Reid looked at him with wonder. "He does."

"Don't sound so shocked." He then noticed Reid was holding a plastic bag. "What'cha got there?"

"Oh. I almost forgot. I bought chocolate and strawberries. And some stuff for Clooney." He replied, giving the bag to Morgan.

Morgan took the bag from Reid, putting it down on the floor in favor of wrapping his arms around Reid's waist. "Chocolate and strawberries? I thought I was the one seducing you."

Reid sighed contentedly as he wrapped his arms around Morgan's neck. He can't believe he lasted the whole day without this. "Is that what this is about? You seducing me?"

Morgan placed kisses on Reid's neck as he backed him slowly against the wall. "Uhm-hm. Is it working?"

Reid closed his eyes in bliss as he felt Morgan's lips. "So far, so good."

Morgan suddenly tangled his hands through Reid's hair. "I missed you so damned much."

Reid licked his lips at the lust in Morgan's eyes. "Show me."

With a challenge like that, how could he refuse? Morgan wasted no time in claiming Reid's mouth, all the pent up desire, passion and frustration of not being able to touch him the whole day exploding between them, threatening to consume them just inside Morgan's front door. Reid whined as he grasped Morgan's head, unable to get closer enough. Morgan wrapped his arms firmly around Reid's hips, holding the younger man against him, as if wanting to get inside his skin. Reid hummed appreciatively against Morgan's mouth as he skimmed his hands against the older man's muscled chest.

With a growl, Morgan tore his mouth away from Reid, lowering his hands to the younger man's butt. Reid gasped as his feet suddenly left the floor as the older agent lifted him, legs instinctively hugging the older man's waist.

"You really like carrying me this way, huh?" Reid teased breathlessly as he tightened his legs and arms around Morgan.

"You got any complaints?" Morgan growled against his throat as he kicked the door shut and continued to stride down the hall to his bedroom.

Reid chuckled breathlessly as Morgan tightened his hold on Reid's ass. "Nope. Not one."

Morgan smiled softly as he laid Reid gently, almost reverently on his bed. He gently stroked Reid's flushed cheek, his swollen, but smiling mouth. Beauty. Perfection. His.

"Mine." Morgan whispered as he claimed Reid's lips again in a deep kiss.

Reid could feel tears gathering on his eyes but he held them back. He kissed Morgan back with all the love and passion that he has, leaving the older man no doubts about his feelings.

"Yours."


"I don't think I would be able to eat any more. I'm so full, I think I would burst." Reid scrunched his nose adorably. "Though, of course it's not possible to explode from being too full of food, well maybe if the amount of food you ate is more than the capacity that your stomach can –"

He was cut off as a pair of delectable lips silenced him. Not that he was complaining.

He was smiling softly when Morgan drew back.

Morgan chuckled placing a soft kiss at the corner of his mouth. "That really is a great way of shutting you up sometimes."

They were seated at Morgan's living room in front of the fireplace, Reid wearing Morgan's shirt and the older man wearing boxers. After two rounds of intense lovemaking, Reid's stomach made itself known by growling. Chuckling and after placing a kiss on Reid's stomach, Morgan got up, took a shower and heated up their dinner. He nearly swallowed his tongue when Reid went down wearing only his shirt. If that vision was not hot, he does not know what is.

Reid leaned back on the couch, sighing contentedly as he rubbed his full stomach. "That really was a great dinner, Derek. I didn't know you could cook."

Morgan smiled as he sat at Reid's feet, placing a kiss on his knee. "Well, my mom basically forced us to be independent. How to cook, do laundry, those kinds of stuff. She was the one who gave me this recipe."

"Well, remind me to thank her sometime."

Morgan smiled, thrilled with the idea of Reid meeting his mom for the first time as a couple. She already liked Spencer. Maybe they'll visit her sometime.

"So…" Reid implored as he nudged Morgan with his foot. "What do we do now?"

Morgan pretended to think. "Wash the dishes?"

"That's not fun." Then Reid beamed. "I'll help you!"

Morgan chuckled, placing a kiss on Reid's forehead as he stood up. "There's no need for that, just relax and let me take care of it."

Reid placed a slim hand against Morgan's back. "Please?"

Only a saint could resist that puppy dog look. And of course, he's no saint and that was the reason why Derek Morgan found himself washing dishes with Spencer Reid wearing only his shirt.

Morgan smirked as he watched Reid, elbows deep in soap suds, sleeves rolled up to his arms. Morgan was worried that Spencer felt obligated to wash the dishes since he cooked but as Reid smiled at him widely as he scrubbed the pans, he felt relieved. Then, quite suddenly, wicked thoughts ran through his mind as he surveyed the young man's bare legs and slim ankles.

"Pretty boy, I think you're doing it wrong." Morgan whispered huskily as he stood behind Reid.

Reid frowned. "I am? What do I –"

He was cut off as he felt the older man behind him, his hardness poking him in the back. Reid swallowed as large, dark hands engulfed his soapy hands, slowly stroking it, the slippery soap making it even more pleasurable.

"You have beautiful hands." Morgan whispered against his ear, earning him a shudder.

"You have beautiful hands, too." Reid breathlessly replied as he leaned his weight fully on Morgan's. He gently stroked those hands as Morgan placed kisses on his nape, his neck and behind his ears. "So strong when you're bringing down serial killers." He then turned his head slowly to place a kiss on Morgan's bare shoulder. "But so gentle when you hold me, when you make love to me."

"I love you." Morgan whispered against Reid's ear, the younger man squirming as he nibbled on his earlobe.

Reid smiled softly, though Morgan couldn't see it. "I never imagined that I would hear that from you."

Morgan sighed, sliding his soapy hands from Reid's arms, down to his hips, bringing him closer to Reid's body. "I never imagined I would be able to say that to anyone. But it's true. I love you. With all that I am, with all that I would ever be. You give me peace; you gave me hope for the future." He huffed a laugh against Reid's hair. "This may sound cheesy, but, you…complete me."

Morgan turned Reid around and was surprised to find tears in those eyes that he loves so much. He wiped those tears with his thumbs. "Tears?"

Reid chuckled breathlessly. "It's nothing." He then pecked Morgan on the lips. "And that last part really was cheesy." He then wrapped his thin arms around Morgan's chest. "But I love it. I love every bit of it. I love you."

Morgan groaned as he captured Reid's lips in a gentle kiss, coaxing Reid to open his mouth and accept his tongue in. Reid wasted no time doing just that. As much as he loves Morgan, he loves his kisses, too. Whether it was frenzied, urgent and fast, or slow, gentle and deep, it doesn't matter. Whatever kind of kiss they share, it always turns him to putty. Just like right now.

Reid whimpered as he held on to Morgan tightly, his knees turning to jelly.

Morgan broke the kiss long enough to whisper in Reid's ear. "Bedroom."

Reid captured Morgan's lips again as he shook his head. "Here."

Morgan groaned, tangling his fingers through Reid's hair. "As tempting as that sounds, we need a very big bed with what I have in mind."

Reid placed kisses on Morgan's strong jaw, licking his ear as he whispered hotly. "Then what are you waiting for?"

Morgan reluctantly drew back and grasped Reid's hand as they almost ran to the bedroom. Once there, Morgan drew Reid again in a kiss, this time slow and deep, turning Reid's brain into mush. Reid drew back and with a wicked smile, slowly climbed into the big bed, unbuttoning the shirt slowly as he went. Morgan licked his lips at the display as he rapidly shed his boxer shorts. He then climbed quickly back to the bed, wasting no time in claiming the younger man's mouth.

Reid whimpered as he wrapped his legs around Morgan's waist. "Hurry."

Morgan drew back, eyes dilated with lust as he surveyed Reid's flushed face below him. "I want to take it slow this time. Savor every inch of you." He said slowly as he wrapped a hand around Reid's hard cock.

Reid moaned. "Can we do that later? I want you now."

Morgan chuckled as he licked Reid's nipples. "And you'll have me. Soon."

Reid whimpered and grasped Morgan's head as the older man's kisses went down. He looked down with heavy-lidded eyes as Morgan swallowed his cock whole. The younger man panted as his eyes met darker ones as Morgan teased him with his tongue. Reid's eyes almost rolled at the back of his skull as Morgan did something with his tongue that made him see stars.

"Oh, fuck, Morgan! Shit, what was that?" Reid moaned as he grasped the headboard, thrusting his hips as he almost fucked Morgan's mouth.

Morgan chuckled, sending vibrations through Reid's cock. Reid gasped, eyes opening wide at the vibration, then almost screaming as Morgan did that thing again with his tongue. Reid almost shot off the bed, legs spreading wider as Morgan deep-throated him, at the same time exploring his hole with two wet fingers.

Reid closed his eyes in ecstasy as his climax approaches. "Shit, Morgan. That feels so good."

Morgan suddenly drew away from his cock, earning him a disappointed whine. With a smirk, he mouthed Reid's balls, almost bending him in half as he placed a kiss on Reid's waiting hole.

Reid groaned as he laid back down on the bed, orgasm fast approaching as he felt Morgan kissed his hole. "Oh no. Not there. Morgan, no."

Morgan smirked more, running his tongue around the rim, savoring Reid's taste, and the younger man's moans. He then hardened his tongue and plunged it inside. "Not here?"

"Shit. I'm gonna come." Reid whimpered as he grasped the pillows behind his head tightly, knuckles turning white. "I want you inside, now."

Morgan hummed, sending shivers through Reid. He then plunged his tongue inside again, thrusting it repeatedly as he watched Reid for any signs of discomfort or disgust. But as far as he can tell, Pretty Boy was enjoying himself.

"Fuck, Morgan!" Reid cried out as he came hard all over his stomach, biting his lower lip hard, almost drawing blood. He convulsed, almost throwing Morgan off at the force of his orgasm. Morgan then swallowed his still spurting cock, making him convulsed again as he shouted profanities that Morgan never thought he would hear from his Pretty Boy. After a few seconds, Reid came down from his high, eyes glazed as he whimpered softly, shuddering as aftershocks of the most intense orgasm that he ever had coursed through him.

Morgan placed kisses on his navel, slowly licking the mess on Reid's stomach, up to his nipples, then gazed lovingly at the panting mess below him. He smiled at Reid's glazed look and swept his fingers through the younger man's sweaty locks. "Are you okay?"

Reid exhaled. "Ask me in a couple of hours." He then stroked Morgan's cheeks, placing a kiss at the corner of his mouth. "That was amazing. Thank you."

Morgan sighed as he wrapped his arms around Reid, ignoring his own raging erection, deepening the kiss. Reid moaned as he tasted himself on that tongue. It doesn't repulse him; in fact he liked it so much he felt his erection starting to come alive again. He felt so sated and tired and even though he knew it was not possible scientifically, his bones felt like jelly. He then remembered that Morgan has not experienced release yet.

Reid drew back, sliding his hands to Morgan's cock. But before he reached his destination, his hands were halted. He drew questioning eyes to Morgan's.

"What's the matter?" He whispered, throat raw from the screaming he did earlier.

Morgan shook his head, kissing his genius' hands as he lay back on the bed, drawing Reid above him. "I'm okay."

"But you never –" Reid bit his lip, unable to proceed. Morgan just gave him the most mind-blowing orgasm that he has ever had, and it's just proper to reciprocate, right? Even though his eyes felt like lead.

Morgan chuckled lightly as he saw Reid's eyes already drooping. He smoothed his hands against Reid's back, placing a kiss on his forehead. "You're tired. I'll let you make it up to me sometime."

Reid sighed contentedly against his neck. "I love you."

Morgan kissed Reid's temple. "I love you. Sleep. We'll clean up tomorrow."

Reid hummed in agreement as he fell asleep on top of Morgan. Morgan slowly moved, arranging Reid so that was comfortably lying on the bed. With a murmur, he slid closer to Morgan who wasted no time wrapping him in a warm embrace.

Smiling, he drew the covers over them as he kissed Reid's sweaty forehead, unable to believe that he has this amazing, beautiful creature in his arms right now. With one last kiss on Reid's head, he too, fell asleep.


It was a few minutes later or maybe a few hours but Morgan was jolted awake as his phone rang. He slowly got up, gently disentangling his arms around Reid, careful not to wake him. He found his phone by the floor near his pants. He then noticed Hotch's number; that could only mean one thing. He sighed, rubbing his eyes as he surveyed his clock beside the bed. Almost 5am. Flipping his phone open, he answered the phone.

"Yeah, Hotch?"

"Morgan, sorry to wake you. We have a case. A bad one, JJ will brief us on the plane. Be here in 30 minutes." It was not a request, it was an order.

"Yeah, sure. We'll be there."

Morgan heard Hotch paused. Oh shit. Did he just say 'we'?

"We?"

Morgan cleared his throat. "Uh, yeah. Me and Reid. I'll swing by his place to pick him up, give him a ride."

"I see." Hotch still sounds uncertain. "Be sure to be here. Wheels up in 30."

"Yeah. On my way."

Hotch disconnected the call and Morgan sighed wearily. That was close. He then went to the kitchen to turn on the coffeemaker, then went back to the bedroom to wake up Reid.

"Hey, baby, wake up. We have a case." Morgan placed a kiss on Reid's bare shoulder, stroking his side gently.

Reid whined, burrowing deeper in the pillows. "Morgan, it's too early."

Morgan smiled as he swept Reid's hair away from his face. "I know, baby. I'm sorry. But Hotch called. I said that I'll pick you up. We need to be there in 30."

Reid pouted adorably as he surfaced from the mounds of pillow. "Not fair."

Morgan placed a kiss on his forehead. "I know. I'm sorry, but I got coffee brewing."

Reid seemed to contemplate this. Then he sighed. "Fine, but it better have a lot of sugar."

Morgan chuckled. "Of course, wouldn't have it any other way." He then slapped Reid lightly on the butt. "Go take a shower. I'll get your coffee."

Reid grabbed Morgan's hand. "You're not gonna join me?"

Morgan chuckled weakly as he placed his forehead against Reid's. "I can't. If I joined you, who knows when we'll come out."

Reid sighed as he threw back the covers. "Fine, fine." He then placed a kiss on Morgan's lips. "Thanks for last night. You were incredible." He then grabbed his boxers from the floor and proceeded to the bathroom.

Morgan looked at Reid's retreating back, a goofy grin on his face, tempted to follow Reid to the bathroom. Morgan grabed hold of his self-control. They have plenty of time later. He nodded to himself as he went back to the kitchen to prepare their coffee. They have vacation time coming up, maybe they can take a trip. To Jamaica, maybe.

Or maybe to Chicago, to visit his mom. Morgan smiled.

Maybe.


A/N: Done! Reviews are very much appreciated. Anyway, please don't flame me for the smut. It was just at the top of my head. It has been swimming in my brain for a while now and I thought that it's about time that i put it in writing. Thanks for reading. See you next chapter! =)