Hey loves, it been a while.. I've missed you, I've just been going through a rough spot in my life. Anyways so I was re-reading my stories, and wow, they are awful. Just terrible, bad, bad, bad. I'm Sorry you dearys had to read them, but unfortunately I can not figure out how to edit my submitted stories, so I'm just going to start from where I left off, and hopefully save these. Ha I think I might just redo Where's Reid and The Horror of My Past because they just made no sense at all. Again guys, I'm sorry about the awful stories, and about how I haven't been on in a while. Firstly I promise, at least I think, I am a much better writer than last year, and secondly I promise I'll try to update sooner. I hope I didn't lose anyone who actually enjoyed these. Love you all 3 ~ScarletReidGubler
Chapter 4: The Game
"I want to play, just don't hurt him. Please?" Reid asked again, more calm than before.
"No one has ever wanted to play with me before." Steven smiled before continuing. "But we can play later, can you wait, love?"
"Of course!" Reid replied, playing along with the unsub.
"What's your favorite flower, Spencer?" Steven grinned.
"What was that?" Reid returned confused by Steven's random question.
"What is your favorite kind of flower, I personally like Iris's, now what about you?"
"Irises are nice; I think they are my favorite as well." Reid replied looking towards Morgan and Prentiss with confusion.
"Really? That is Grand!" Steven gasped excitedly. Pulling Reid's cellphone from his pocket, he put the phone to his year, waiting for the sleepless voice he knew would pick up.
"Hotchner" The voice answered.
"Hotchey, How are you babe? How is your team? Well what's left of them." Steven laughed.
"They are fine, Mr. Jamesons, I didn't think you would call, until your jet came" Hotch Answered wonderingly.
"Well you see Hot- What is your first name?" James interrupted himself.
"It is Aaron" Hotch was getting impatient. What could Steven possibly want now?!
"Brilliant! Anyways, well Aaron you see there has been a change of plans. I want the jet to be here by 3:30, and I want it to be full of Irises!" Steven turned to wink at Reid. "Understood."
"Yes Mr. Jamesons, it is understood 3:30, and full of Irises, why Irises?" Aaron asked bewildered.
"They are Spencer's favorite." Steven giggled, before hanging up on a very impatient and confused Hotch.
Morgan's eyes widened at the cellphone conversation. Was he going to take Reid with him, why did he tell Hotch to bring Reid's favorite flower, why did he shorten the time, but mostly how was he, himself, going to save 'his' pretty boy.
"He's not 'your' pretty boy, Derek." Morgan mumbled quietly to himself.
"What" Prentiss whispered quietly looking behind her at Derek.
"Oh, nothing, I was thinking aloud." He replied, glad she didn't hear exactly what he had said.
"We need to get out of here, Morgan" She replied ignoring his previous comment.
"No. We need to get Reid out of here, do you think Steven is going to take him with him?" Derek asked worriedly.
"Not if I have anything to do with it!" Prentiss shot back.
"What did he say Hotch?" A worried JJ asked.
"Well firstly, he bumped up the time to 3:30 and then he asked-" Hotch started.
"3:30 that only gives us an hour and a half." Rossi added in.
"And then he wanted us to fill the Jet with.. Irises?" Hotch stated with a hint of anger played out on his face.
"Irises, what for?" Garcia asked.
"He said they were Reid's favorite." stated a worried Hotch
"Why so much layers?" Steven grinned. "You have such a perfectly lean body, why would you want to hide it in all of these damn layers." He continued playing with the edge of Reid's sweater.
"I-I-I" Reid began to stutter.
"Sh, that was not a question I was wanting an answer from, baby. I mean we don't want those pretty lips to get tired before the fun even begins, do we?" Steven interrupted bringing the hand playing with Reid's shirt to slowly stroke Reid's quivering lips.
"You look like the kind to be insecure. Am I right" James questioned. Reid just nodded.
"Well you're beautiful. So so so beautiful. Beautiful. Beautiful brown eyes, beautiful pitched voice, beautiful lips from biting, beautiful wild hair, beautiful pale skin, beautiful fragile body. Beautiful. Beautiful." Steven was humming.
When Reid felt something wet slide between his lips and teeth, he began to freak out, not even remembering Steven getting that close to him. Stevens hand found their way into Reid's recently cut hair, as it began pulling hard enough for Reid to gasp, but of course that was when Steven had got control over the situation, and began kissing Reid roughly. Stevens hands now moving around Reid's waist and roughly pulling the smaller frame against his own.
"Stop!" Reid heard Morgan yell. Not that he could care at the moment, only feeling the hands moving up and down his long body, and the tongue at the back of his throat.
As soon as Spencer's senses came back, and he realized what was going on in his mouth, he moved his hands up to Steven's chest and pushed as hard as he possibly could. This sent Steven landing on the floor.
"What the hell Spencer? I thought that was going so well" Steven shouted. He quickly stood up and slapped Reid in the face. "You should learn how to behave."
"SONOFABITCH!" Morgan tried again.
"Oh look Spence, Morgan looks a bit amused. I think he secretly likes it." Reid cringed as he heard JJ's nickname for him.
"Sickmotherfu-" Morgan was cut off as Steven punched Reid again in his face.
"Well since he enjoys it so much, we might as well give him a show before we head of." Steven angrily stated.
Grabbing Reid's hair he pulled him up to his feet, and dragged him in front of where Morgan and Prentiss where. He then threw Reid hard to the ground, kicked him twice, and pulled him to his knees. Reid glanced at Prentiss scared, before turning to Morgan, his eyes speaking all the things they both have been waiting to say, complicated things like:
'I want to be more than friends'
'You're the only person that has really understood me'
'Thank you for being in my life'
'I'm sorry'
'I need you'
'I am in love with you'
Both of their head snapped over quickly to the sound of a zipper being pulled down. Morgan's eyes widened in shock and tears. As Reid's just looked tired and sad, he looked at Derek with a small smile, telling Morgan that he would be ok. Morgan didn't get to return the gesture when Reid's head was forced to turn to the large cock now in his face.
"Suck Slut" Steven smirked looking Derek in the eyes. Before forcing Reid's face closer to his crotch.
Prentiss quickly closed her eyes giving Reid some dignity left. Morgan stayed staring in Steven's eyes, not going to give up to him.
"Suck it, did you hear me slut, suck my fucking dick" When Reid ignored Steven's command; he grabbed one of the guns from his pants and aimed it at Morgan's forehead.
"Don't shoot him. Please" Reid begged tear finally springing into his brown eyes.
"Well are you gonna suck, love?" Steven smirked.