Reid Morgan Sexy Criminal minds are not mine. I can dream? Not.
I'd like to think that 100 has made them more emotional?
Reid's mind wakes up before his body does. Always.
The memories of yesterday flood in.
Strauss' interview, Haley…Hotch. Please Hotch don't leave, we need you…I need you. Little Jack. Please let him be okay. Home… Can't deal with this. So tempted. I'm clean, I'm clean. But I want to forget. I want to go under for a little bit. Scrubbed clean. NO! Who can I…Morgan. Get to Morgan. Pretty boy are you okay? I'm um I'm sorry if I disturbed you I uh I-I didn't know where else to go and I thought maybe…Get away from this. Get away. I'm sorry so sorry Derek! Touch warmth. Morgan smells like…comfort. Float, warmth... Morgan smells like comfort. Lift, tight, bed. Sleep Kid. Stay. I can't sleep alone. Skin. Please. Drifting. I wish you knew Reid how much I love you.
Reid minds kicks, feeling Morgan against him, arm firmly around his side. Reid breathes in deep smelling Morgan's warm skin, and goes instantly, achingly hard. Reid's body goes hot.
Not now, please not now.
He shifts, trying to put space between himself and Morgan, but Morgan pulls him closer. Not the smartest move on Reid's part.
Morgan mumbles, pressing into Reid. Reid bites his lip, eyes still closed as Morgan's body stiffens.
Morgan jerks away, tumbling out of bed.
"Morgan?" Reid's voice is filled with embarrassment as he looks over the edge of the bed.
Morgan's sprawled on the floor groaning. He tries to untangle himself from the sheets.
"I'm so…" Reid's voice catches as he struggles for breath.
Morgan grunts as he rights himself.
"That's one way to wake up." He shakes his head, laughing.
Reid moans, curling into himself.
"Reid, I was joking. Come on, that's natural. I've woken up…sti- never mind, not helping. Just- how about coffee and breakfast. Pancakes, eggs and bacon? I'll go get your cane." Morgan rambles, trying to make some eye contact with Reid.
Reid crawls out of bed and hobbles into the bathroom as soon as Morgan leaves the room.
He sits on the toilet seat, remembering the feel of Moran's skin on his and comes hard.
A strangled cry escaped his lips, as shame and embarrassment courses through him.
He slumps on the seat, spent. His body feebly jerks as he cries.
Reid looses his self in his thoughts for a moment before reaching over, turning on the shower.
He strips off his clothes and gets in, bracing himself against the wall for support.
He stands under the warm spray. He will not use this incident to torture himself, he tells him self.
Even Morgan said it was natural. Normal?
But Reid… he can't help but think the why he reacted so strongly.
He enjoyed feeling Morgan's warmth, arm slipped protectively around him. He liked that Morgan didn't mind him coming over in the middle of the night and would be there to comfort him when he needed it.
Reid lets the water wash the crud off his body as his thoughts turn for the worse.
Why would Morgan be interested in a pale, skinny Kid like him? What has He to offer Morgan?
And Morgan's not gay. He chases anything in a skirt(Well, they chase him). He's everything a guy would want to emulate. Successful, good looking, smooth with the ladies…
Reid chokes on a sob. He has no chance.
He turns off the water, shaking himself off. As he steps out he sees his cane hanging on the door handle, and a towel folded on the sink. He dries himself off and limps out of the bathroom.
The bed is made and a pile of clothes sit folded on the edge of the bed.
Reid grimaces as he put the sweats on…they swallow him whole.
He makes his way to the kitchen.
Clooney's at the door eating his food, while Morgan stands at the stove finishing the bacon.
Reid freezes as he sees Garcia.
"Awe, he looks so cute!" Garcia gushes as Reid's face burst into flames.
"Babe, lay off him…" Morgan warns, waving a greasy spatula her way.
Reid doesn't think his face can get any redder.
"So, you two… slept together last night? Spill who topped." Garcia teases.
Reid sputters, Morgan Chokes.
Morgan's face squishes into a pained look.
"Garcia, come on…stop playing please. We've all had a rough couple of days. We just want to relax, that' why you're here isn't it? Movie Day?" Morgan scolds lightly.
She nods, Reid throwing Morgan a grateful look.
"So kid, what do you say to blueberry pancakes?" Morgan asks. Reid just nods.
"Thank you Morgan, for everything…." Reid's voice is a whisper as he looks away.
"Ah, no problem… that's what I'm here for." he says over his shoulder as he pulls out plates.
He locks eyes with Reid, searching for something.
Reid breaks away first.
"Let me help with those." He says taking the plates from Morgan, taking them to the dining room, carefully.
Garcia stares between them both.
"Oh my lord… there's something…" Garcia whispers, Morgan avoids her stare.
"You like him! You li-" she hisses as Morgan lunges, clamping his hand over her mouth. She laughs.
"Sweet stuff, cool it!" He barks as he backs away, grabbing a spatula to dish the food onto serving plates.
He gets the food on the plates, and hands the pancakes to Garcia.
"Go!" He gestures with the other two plates in his hands.
"AW! you have to do something about this. Don't be a wimp, you've already shared one steamy hot romp-"
"One more word and you're out of here." Morgan scowls seriously this time.
"What's taking you guys?" Reid asks as he pokes his head round the corner.
"Coming, boy genius." Garcia chirps.
Reid touches Morgan on the arm.
"I'm really sorry about this morning… I-uh didn't mean to.. I didn't intend"-
"Pretty boy, it was nothing, 'kay?" No worries. Morning wood, everyone gets it." Morgan smirks and shrugs before going to set the table.
Reid blows out the air that he was holding.