Title: Motorcycle
Rating: PG
Pairing: Morgan/Reid
Warnings: Existing Relationship
Summary: Derek tries to convince Spencer to ride his motorcycle.
Disclaimer: The only thing of Criminal Minds that I own is the first four seasons on DVD.
A/N: This prompt was given to me by the-vampire-act hope you like the result. As always reviews are welcome and appreciated
Spencer looked at Derek like he had absolutely lost his mind. Derek in response was grinning back.
"I'm sorry," said Spencer still staring at Derek incredulously. "You want me to do what?"
"Go on the motorcycle with me," Derek repeated still grinning widely.
"Why?" Spencer was starting to panic now, racking his brain trying to think of an excuse.
"Because, I think you'll enjoy it." Derek stated like it was obvious.
"Did you know there are over 5,000 motorcycle related deaths per year. Not to mention 88,000 injuries that require hospitalization." Spencer said taking a step further away from Derek.
Derek rolled his eyes. He'd heard it before. "Spencer," he said seriously taking a few steps towards him. "You know I would never let you get hurt right?"
Spencer bit his lip nervously and shifted his weight like he was preparing to bolt. "I know that…" Spencer trailed off.
"Spencer, what is it?" Derek closed the distance between them and took Spencer's hand.
"I just don't want people to see," he said looking away.
"Why not?" Derek asked confused.
"Well I'd have to ride on the back and grip your waist right?" Spencer glanced nervously at the seat of the motorcycle before turning his eyes to Derek.
"That would be the plan, yeah." Derek was still confused and not sure where Spencer was going, but he placed a hand on Spencer's shoulder. "The girls seem to love it," he smirked.
Spencer's face clouded and he threw his hands in the air in exasperation. "That's what I mean! I'm not riding bitch on the back of your motorcycle and having everyone think I'm a girl."
Derek's jaw dropped at Spencer's curse. Spencer never used that kind of language, even when he was really upset.
"What? That's what it's called." Spencer said defensively crossing his arms over his chest.
Derek chuckled. "I know that's what it's called Pretty Boy and no one is going to think you are a girl."
Spencer looked unsure and glanced nervously at the bike again while running his had through his long brown locks.
"Fine," Derek said seeing he was not going to win this argument. "But I will get you on this bike eventually." He climbed onto the bike and made to start the engine.
Spencer walked timidly over to Derek afraid if he got to close he was going to be pulled on.
When Spencer got within arms reach Derek's hands shot out and pulled Spencer flush against his body eliciting a small squeak of shock from the younger man, until he crushed his lips to Spencer's.
When they surfaced for air, Derek turned his head slightly and growled huskily into Spencer's ear. "Have fun on the Metro. I'll be waiting when you get home." With that Derek gunned the engine startling Spencer and causing him to jump.
With one last rough kiss Derek sped away leaving a, now, sexually frustrated Spencer to go catch the Metro and wish that he had taken Derek's offer for a ride.