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Addicted Innocence-Chapter 4

Exposed

"Are you happy now? You made me scare him!" Jared hissed at Morgan.

"What? How is this my fault? You're the one who mentioned us being a couple!" Morgan shot back.

"Well, aren't we defensive?" Jared muttered under his breath. Then, louder, he continued. "And it IS your fault!" When he saw Morgan trying to argue back, he shook his head. "You know, it's just not worth it."

"What-"

"I said it's not worth it!" Jared growled.

"Fine! It's my fault, but how do we fix it?" Morgan asked.

"Move." Jared mumbled as he pushed Morgan out of his way, his curvy sides moving in a way that reminded Morgan of how Reid walked.

"Spencer, can I come in?" Jared asked, quietly knocking on the door. Not waiting for an answer, he opened the door.

"Hey." Reid said with a small smile, watching as Jared sat down next to him.

"You like him, don't you?" Jared asked. Reid nodded, staring at the floor. "Well, I just happen to know that he likes you, too."

"Really?"

"Really." Jared smiled.

"Did-did he tell you that?"

"No, but it's a little more than obvious."

"Well, how do you know?" Reid asked.

"I just do, trust me." Jared replied, touching Reid's shoulder reassuringly. "In the meantime, you need training."

"Yeah, I guess you're right." Reid sighed as he stood up.

"So we're good for now?"

"I'll manage." Reid nodded.

"Good, now let's go get you a man." With that statement, Reid slapped Jared. "Oh come on, you know you like me!" Jared accused.

"Yeah, well, I'd like you more if you wouldn't say things like that with Morgan in the room next to us." Reid murmured.

"Come on, let's get back in there." Jared guided Reid back into the room and motioned for him to go on the pole with Morgan. Both men obediently jumped back on, ready to start a new 'session'.

"Alright, so now that the tension's all gone, let's get back to work." Jared smiled. "But this time, Reid? Try actually stripping." Reid gulped before nodding, knowing that Jared was right. He wasn't quite sure if he was ready for it, though.

"Shouldn't we try putting the getup on first? I mean, I doubt he's going to be stripping in khakis and a long-sleeved shirt." Morgan suggested.

"Well, I was going to do it tomorrow, but I guess it'll help him get more practice putting everything on. Here, I think I have the stuff in my bag." Morgan passed the bag to Jared, who took out a black bundle of clothes. He threw the bundle at Reid, who just barely caught it. "Go change and then I will help you put the make-up on." Reid didn't reply- he simply walked back into the bathroom.

Reid nervously took off his clothes and put on the skin-tight black leather pants. Next, he put on the more simple black shirt. Once he was sure everything was on correctly, he looked at himself in the mirror. At first, when he held the outfit in his hands, he thought it would look horrible. But now, as he tried it on and looked at it in the mirror, it didn't look horrible on him. Although it wasn't what he would pick to wear, it looked okay on him, and for that much he was grateful. Fortunately, there weren't any visible marks yet, but he knew he would have to come clean once the clothes came off. Swallowing his emotions and tucking them safely away, he opened the door again.

"My, my, my! That looks awfully nice on you!" Jared cheered. "Although, I still think it looks better on me."

"Yeah,well, I bet you don't look nearly as awkward in it as I do." Reid mumbled.

"Please, you'll feel more comfortable in it in no time! Now come on, get on that pole!"

"Fine." Reid grumbled, stepping up on the platform that surrounded the pole. Morgan hopped up on the other side, his hand automatically sliding onto Reid's waist- a spot that he had grown to love to touch.

Jared smiled at the motion, realizing already where Morgan liked touching Reid. 'Interesting,' he though, 'it normally takes my 'customers' a bit longer than one round to find where they like putting their hands.' The thought made Jared smiled. He had a theory about Reid and Morgan already: Reid had started liking Morgan a LONG time ago, and Morgan had started liking Reid an even longer time ago. And, from the lack of physical tension, they were familiar with each other. Probably not 'bed intimate', as he liked to call it, but maybe 'hold me intimate'. With all the horrors and dangers that they faced on their job and the fact that they seemed to always room together, he was sure they helped each other deal with the nightmares and/or all together lack of ability to sleep that their job brought on. Cuddling Buddies, Jared had dubbed their type of relationship.

"Uh,how exactly do I do this?" Reid asked.

"Just start taking layers off. And Morgan, you're not being a very good customer." Jared scolded.

"What am I doing wrong?"

"You're not making the first move." Jared responded. When he saw the confused look of Morgan's face, he further explained. "Most of the dominant men who use my services like being in control of everything- like how my clothes are taken off. YOU have to take them off."

"Of course I do." Morgan mumbled, although Jared could hear a hint of..excitement, was it?..in his voice.

Morgan lowered his hand to the waist of Reid's jeans. He moved it over and stared undoing the zipper. He pulled it all the down before willing the too-tight pants off by Reid's side.

By this point, Reid was shaking like a twig. He knew that Morgan was going to see the bruises and cuts and burn marks and rope marks that laid over his body. He closed his eyes, fighting back tears as he felt his pants being pulled down to his thighs.

Something wasn't right- that much Morgan could sense. He stopped at Reid's thighs to look at his partner's face. "Reid, are you crying?"

Reid couldn't even deny it; what would be the point. He just nodded his head, whispering a weak 'yes.'

"Why?" Morgan asked, letting go of Reid's pants. Reid just turned his head away, looking down- ashamed. "Reid, you're scaring me."

Reid knew that he couldn't hide it any longer; he had to come clean. Reluctantly, he pulled down the rest of his pants- happy that he still had his regular boxers on underneath. Then, he wiggled off his shirt and stepped back, letting Morgan and Jared look at the mess that was his skin.

As a look of horror crossed the other two men's faces, Reid pushed back tears. Morgan walked closer to Reid. He placed his hand underneath Reid's chin, propping up his beautiful and angelic face. Then., after pushing hair out of Reid's face, he asked the question Reid had been dreading.

"Spencer, who did this to you?"

"...EEK! What happens next? Oh, just to let you know, the hotel scene will prob extend 1-2 more chaps but will only take up two hours in 'real/show time.' Makes sense? R&R...?"