chapter21

Derek sat on the couch naked and watched as equaly naked Spencer walked up to him, holding a feather duster and smiling seductively. "I've finished my dusting 'Master'. Will there be anything else?"

Derek stared at the pale skin before him. "I think you missed a spot."

Spencer raised and eyebrow. "Shall I get it?"

Derek shook his head. "No. You can make it up to me."

Spencer threw the duster backwards, then slowly lowered himself onto his hands and knees and crawled to Derek. "How?" He brought his hands to the mans knees and began running his fingers through the skin. "How can I please my Master?"

Derek smirked. "Surprise me."

Spencer leaned forward and brought his lips and inch from Dereks. "Master deserves the best surprises." In inhaled deep. "Close your eyes." He whispered. He leaned forward and sent a gentle kiss to the mans lips.

So when he pulled away, the man had already closed his eyes.

Spencers lips trailed down the side of Dereks lips, down his jaw and to his neck where he began to nip.

Derek began to bite his bottom lip. Spencers warm and wet lips on his body making his breathing pick up. He flinched when Spencer dug his teeth into sensitve skin.

And like that, the lips were gone.

Derek frowned at the loss. Just as he opened one eye and stared down, he gasped in pleasure at the warm and hot mouth around his cock. He dug his nails into the couch and loudly groaned. His brows lightly narrowed as the pleasure hit deep within his stomach. His mouth fell open as a tounge slid over the slit of his cock.

He reached out with both hands and grabbed onto the golden hair.

"Ah, ah, baby boy." He hissed and groaned when he felt teeth lightly run across the head, then began to quicken...

Just as the doorbell rang.

Spencer froze. Then slowly pulled away.

Derek moaned at the loss.

"Should I get that?" Spencer asked.

Derek took a few deep breaths. "No." He breathed. "Not with the way your face looks right now." He groaned and stood up. "Where are my boxers?"

Spencer gestered with his head. "On the table."

The bell rang again.

"Uh... Derek? I don't think you should answer the door either."

Derek turned to Spencer just as he pulled his boxers up.

Spencer pointed to the mans boxers. "Your shorts wont cover that."

Derek looked down and cursed at his erection. " Can you get me my robe? Quick?"

The bell rang twice more.

Spencer nodded then ran into the bathroom. He came out a few seconds later with a black robe and handed it to Derek. Then quickly ran into the kitchen and grabbed a airspray from the counter, then ran back into the living room and sprayed in every corner, then in the middle where the couch was.

"Good call." Derek said. "Hurry, get in the bedroom."

Spencer ran opened one of the living room windows, then quickly ran into the bedroom, just as Derek opened the front door. Spencer kept the room door open an inch to see who was at the door.

"Hotch. Hi, come in. Hows everything going?"

Hotch raised an eyebrow. "Everthings fine. I was wondering where you were, Morgan. You didn't call to say you werent coming in."

"Oh, um... ah Spencer is..." Derek gulped. "...sick." He lied.

"Sick? Did you call a doctor?"

Derek nodded. "Yeah. Of course."

"Is he taking medicine?" Hotch asked.

"Um... yeah actually. He just swallowed some down a few seconds ago."

Spencer brought his hand to his mouth, trying to stop the laughter at Dereks dirty joke. Hotch may not have known it was, but Spencer did.

Hotch nodded. "Good."

"Is he getting enough to eat? Excercise?"

Derek nodded. "Plenty." He smiled. "He eats like a pig and has been moving all day."

Spencer had to cover his mouth with both of his hands. He shook his head.

"Well, will you need more time with him? I can give you some."

"If he's better by tomorrow, i'll be in."

Hotch nodded. Then walked towards the door. "Make sure he gets better, first."

Derek nodded. "Will do." He opened the door.

"I'll see you, tomorrow, maybe." Hotch said, then walked out the door.

Derek nodded back as he shut he door. He only got to take a deep breath, before he jumped when Spencer threw a pillow at his head. He turned back around.

"What?"

Spencer smiled. "How could you say those things?"

Derek smiled back innocently. "Say what?"

Spencer shook his head. " 'Just 'swallowed' some medincine'. 'Been 'moving' all day'."

Derek nodded. "It's true you have been moving all day... with me inside of you. And what better medicine for you to swallow than my c-"

He didnt get to finish. Spencer had grabbed a pillow and jumped at him. Hitting every piece of flesh he could find.

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