Chapter 6: 180

It was the next night and Reid had already showered and was ready for bed except for the little project he had started. His bed was covered with books. He'd decided at the last minute to go through a good portion of them to check their condition and ultimately re-sort them. Of course he ended up reading bits and pieces of several of them, getting lost in other worlds for short amounts of time. He had no music playing and no other sounds to distract him, yet it took him several moments to register the faint rapping at the door. He glanced at his alarm clock and noted the time at 9:07. The corners of his mouth turned down as he wondered who it could be because he certainly wasn't expecting anyone.

He lifted himself from his mattress and straightened his robe so that it hung properly on his shoulders as he ambled to the door. There was another firmer knock just before he looked through the peephole. It was Morgan.

Reid unlocked the door and opened it, immediately making a face. "What are you doing here? Is everything okay?" It had been almost two years since Morgan had been to his place. For him to just show up was extremely unusual.

Morgan took a good look at Reid. The man was in his pajamas and some old worn out robe. And he had his glasses on. Morgan couldn't decide if what he was seeing was laughable or painfully beautiful. "Seems I was in the neighborhood and I got a flat tire… right when I parked next to your car."

"Oh," Reid's brow turned in and he motioned Morgan inside. "Uhh, let me get my phone. I'll call a tow truck. They can come help change the ti-"

"Already did. They can't be out 'til mornin'."

Reid stared blankly at Morgan for a just a quick moment. "Oh, okay… I'll call you a cab then."

"They told me I had at least a two hour wait." Morgan shut the door.

"Oh… uhhhmm… I can help you change the spare. How hard can it be?" Reid let out an anxious laugh. He'd never really played mechanic before, but again, how hard could it be to change a flat tire? "Just let me get dress-"

"Reid." Morgan's tone was trying to prompt Reid to realize something.

"Yeah?" Reid knew something was strange here, but he couldn't place it.

"I don't have a flat tire…"

Reid blinked several times as he squinted at Morgan until it clicked. "Oh…. You're here to visit with me …on purpose." He lips turned out a slight smile. "Subtle."

Morgan let out a shy grin. He was relieved that Reid didn't turn him away without batting an eyelash. "What are ya up to?"

"I was just going through some old books. I need to have a couple repaired… Their bindings are cracking and they're about to rip… and I don't want them to fall apart." The look Morgan had on his face gave Reid reason to lose his train of thought. He quickly averted his eyes from Morgan after he said that, feeling like he was talking about their relationship.

"Can I stay the night with you?"

Morgan's bluntness took Reid off guard, but what Morgan wanted flattered Reid unexpectedly. He tried not to smile as he started shaking his head. "I don't think that's a good idea."

"We don't have to have sex, Reid."

Did I say that? "I just really don't think-"

"I just wanna spend some time with you before Michael gets back. That's all."

Oh… Reid could tell Morgan was being sincere and he was being so sweet, not pushy or even seductive. Reid took a deep breath and then bit his lower lip into his mouth. "I wish there was an easy fix to everything, but it just can't be resolved overnight."

"I'm not askin' for you to do a 180, Reid. I'm just askin' for a chance to spend some time with you, outside of work, outside of all our coworkers, outside of this mess we've put ourselves in."

Reid's eyes darted left and right as he considered it. So many things could go wrong. But so many things could get started on the right path again. Reid chose the optimistic route. "Okay," he agreed. "I should be up for at least another hour. I suppose I can use the company. But then you go home."

"Great," Morgan grinned. Anything was better than nothing.

Reid smiled back at Morgan and nodded in the direction of his bedroom as he began heading back to it. Morgan made sure the door was locked and slipped off his shoes before he followed.

Once Morgan stepped foot into Reid's bedroom, he was flooded with memories of moments with his former lover. He glanced around and found everything to be exactly how he remembered it, except for Reid's bed being stacked with books. He took in the smell of the room and it reminded him of Reid. It was sweet and musty, like the aged pages of an old book. He'd noticed that smell on Reid on many occasions but had never thought too much about it. Now it seemed to be the most familiar and most beautiful scent he'd ever breathed in, aside from Reid himself.

"Let me make some room for you…" Reid's voice trailed off as he rearranged his stacks to suit a place for Morgan to sit down. "There you go," he gave closed mouthed smile to Morgan who slowly made his way toward the bed. As Reid walked around so he could sit down at the other side, Morgan felt a rush of nerves hit him like a tidal wave. This bed held a lot of significance for him and Reid as far as he was concerned. He was pretty sure he'd been the only one Reid had ever shared it with.

Morgan sat down slowly, nearly mirroring Reid as he sat down. "Man, look at these…" Morgan picked up one of the old books and opened it up, exposing yellowed pages. Reid watched Morgan run his fingertips along the edges and down the page. Then Morgan brought the open book to his nose and inhaled it. "That's a comforting scent."

Reid smiled. "I think so too." He felt his heart swell and it was overwhelming enough that he had to take in a large breath. And he couldn't say it out loud, but he whispered the words into every corner of his mind… I love you, Derek.

"What's your plan here?" Morgan placed the book back down to the pile he pulled it from.

From the corner of his eye, Reid saw Morgan getting comfortable, leaning into the pillows. "Well, I think there's at least five I can repair myself. I just need to get some binding tape. These two however," Reid placed his hands on two large, thick books right next to his thigh while he reached toward another pile, "Every time I try to read them, more and more pages come loose and the spines are actually cracking. I think I'll have them repaired. I could try to repair them… but… I don't think I can do an adequate job. I'm a professional reader, not a book restorer." Reid chuckled to himself at his little joke, but when he didn't get any response from Morgan, he felt stupid for trying to be funny. "That was my attempt at humor." He cringed and finally looked over at Morgan not believing what he saw; Morgan was absolutely passed out. Even his mouth was hanging open. That took less than fifteen seconds.

Reid sighed and started to wonder what he should do next. He didn't want to disturb Morgan understanding now that he must be absolutely exhausted. A tiny smile touched his lips as he thought maybe that's why Morgan really came over, like he couldn't sleep unless he was close the object of his affection. Reid gently got up off of the bed and one by one began to stack the books into organized piles on the floor against the wall where they would be out of the way. He made extra effort to be quiet. When he was done, he turned the light out, turned on the hallway light and left the door open just enough to let the light from the hallway illuminate the way if Morgan should need it.

When Reid reached his couch, he whispered, "Hello, dear friend…" With his robe wrapped snuggly around him, he lay down and quickly got comfortable enough to fall asleep.

Reid tossed and turned himself right off of the couch, falling with an abrupt and unforgiving thud next to the legs of the coffee table. He heard his phone rattle against the glass top on his way down, but quickly dismissed any concern that the noise was loud enough to disrupt Morgan's sleep.

Reid wasn't surprised at all to find himself on the floor, knowing exactly where he had fallen asleep and what had his sub-conscious so worked up. And it was only a slight struggle, but he got himself to his feet and walked into the kitchen. The microwave said that it was only 1:13 am. He just stood in front of the sink for a good several seconds before he reached for a glass from the cabinet above the sink.

"Everything okay out here?"

Reid chuckled before taking a drink of water. "You heard that?"

"After my dad died, I became a light sleeper. I had it in my head that I needed to be ready for anything… to protect my mom and sisters."

"I'm sorry," Reid sympathized. He didn't turn around to face Morgan, but turned his ear to him.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to fall asleep on ya."

"Are you not sleeping well?"

"Not lately." Morgan leaned against the refrigerator while Reid stayed the few feet away in front of the sink.

"Nightmares?" Reid took another long drink and then refilled the glass.

"In a way."

Reid cleared his throat and leaned with his palms down against the counter. He still had his back toward Morgan, mostly on purpose, not sure if seeing his silhouette would be wise. "Hopefully both of us will fall right back to sleep and get another six hours in." He didn't want to discuss in detail what was bothering Morgan. He knew exactly what it was. He took one last drink and poured the remaining water in the glass out. He cleared his throat again and wiped at his mouth. He couldn't believe how scared he was to turn around.

"Something wrong?"

"No, I'm just really tired. Why don't you go back to bed? I'll make sure we get up on time."

"Why won't you face me?"

"I feel like there's something so close I can grasp it… but if I do, it'll disappear." He paused not sure how he had the courage to say anything at all. "I don't want to make a mistake."

"Reid…" Morgan understood his friend completely.

"Can you just go back to bed?"

"I'm not goin' anywhere, Reid."

"Morgan-"

"Come here…"

Reid shut his eyes tightly and took a deep breath, quickly letting it out. He swallowed and wiped his tired eyes as he timidly turned around. He could only see slight movement and subtle outlines, but Reid could see enough to know Morgan was offering his hand.

Reid ordered himself not to take Morgan's hand until he had some answers. "Why now?" He flipped on the light switch abruptly.

Morgan squinted at the sudden brightness. "What?"

"Why now - when Michael comes into my life, are you all of the sudden wanting to get back together?"

Morgan bowed his head, but quickly brought his eyes back to Reid's. He stepped back a couple of steps so that he could lean against the side of the refrigerator again. Reid followed him and leaned against the counter and faced him, needing to hear his explanation. "Okay, you got me…" His hands raised, palms out. "I admit it. I got jealous. But in all honestly, the second Michael fixed his eyes on you, it was like mine opened. I suddenly had no idea what I'd been waiting for."

"Why?" Reid frowned and looked down to the floor as he wondered if he wasn't good enough for Morgan until someone else wanted him. That choked him up. When his eyes met Morgan's again, they were wet. "Why did it take Michael for you to make your move?" Reid could feel his emotions bubbling over the surface, getting ready to erupt. "Where have you been? Why didn't you fight to stay with me to begin with?" It hurt to say that and he couldn't control how upset he was now. It felt like he was finally letting it all come to the surface, everything he'd been holding in. He could feel his heart racing and his body was stiff and tense. It was almost painful to breathe.

Morgan's heart broke because he had no idea that Reid felt this way. "I didn't know what to do," he confessed. He stared hard at Reid. "I was so angry you put yourself at risk and didn't trust me." Reid's head lowered as Morgan spoke. "And I was angry that I couldn't fix you... I felt helpless." Morgan swallowed, holding back the reaction to his words. "I know I hurt you. I just-" he stopped, taking careful consideration of his next words, "I felt like a stranger to you after never being closer to you…" Morgan squeezed his eyes closed as he felt his own tears well up. "We broke up," he said very deliberately. "As far as I knew, you wanted nothing to do with me aside from work and friendship, so when things were better, I left you alone. I didn't want to set you back."

Reid tried to swallow back some of the wetness in his eyes, but he was having the hardest time. He knew this was all his fault. "I'm sorry, Morgan," he sputtered, looking like he was ready to bawl.

Morgan was within a breath of Reid instantly, not sure if he was allowed to touch him to comfort him. His hands hovered at the sides of Reid's face as he looked for a sign that it was okay. When it was clear his touch wouldn't be unwelcomed, he cupped Reid's face and tried to tame his hair before wrapping his arms around Reid. "No, no, Reid." He squeezed Reid tight and kissed the side of his head. "None of this was ever your fault." Reid slowly put his arms around Morgan and sniffed as he buried his nose against Morgan's neck. "Our timing was just way off, man. It's not your fault. We'll get it right. We just need to take our chance." After a few minutes of Morgan consoling Reid with gentle squeezes and firm caresses on his back, Morgan heard Reid mumbled something. "What was that?"

"I wish I knew what I was doing," Reid whispered as he pulled back. In a sense, Reid hated all of this. Something that should have been so simple… just wasn't, not anymore. He rolled his eyes, silently scolding himself as Michael crossed his mind. Even in Morgan's company, he missed Michael and couldn't wait to see him. None of this was fair, especially to Morgan who only wanted to love him. He sniffed and tried to laugh, embarrassed. "I'm such a mess. I don't know why you put up with me at all."

"Reid, you're the most beautiful mess I have ever laid my eyes on. I'll put up with you until the end of my days." He smiled at Reid as he held Reid's face in his hands.

"Don't say things like that."

Morgan locked eyes with Reid and with parted lips he kissed Reid on the mouth. He pulled back just enough to lick his lips, hoping to taste Reid on them. "Oh my God, I've missed you," he mumbled as he kissed Reid again. Reid kissed him back with just as much intensity. Morgan suddenly pulled away again, just needing to look at Reid, only to find Reid gazing at him, intently, expecting more kisses. He knew that look in Reid's eyes.

This is it. Morgan's entire body jolted with electricity, but he stood as still as stone. The two men couldn't stop looking into each other's eyes, both knowing what was about to happen.

Reid's fingertips began searching for Morgan's hands, demanding to feel their warmth. When their hands interlocked so did their energy. Reid could feel his temperature rising and he wondered how hot he'd feel in another ten minutes. "I'm really nervous, Morgan."

"Me, too, man… Me, too." Morgan paused a second as he considered all of Reid's reluctance up to this point. "We don't have to."

Reid swallowed and backed away a couple of steps.

Morgan gulped, fearful Reid had just changed his mind. No matter what he said, he wanted to make love with Reid so bad that it hurt, but he'd honor Reid's decision, no questions asked, regardless of any arrangement.

Reid began taking his robe off.

Morgan was forced to take in an involuntary breath as his body reacted. He continued to watch as Reid unbuttoned his night shirt. Then Morgan's eyes seemed to target themselves right onto Reid's center at the lump in his pajama bottoms. He pulled off his own shirt and as he let it drop to the floor, Reid removed his shirt. Morgan pulled his pants down, stepping out of them with little trouble and Reid watched him, absolutely affected.

"Come here," Morgan whispered. He held his hand out to Reid who walked back to him. They came together again, kissing each other softly.

But Reid pulled back suddenly. "I'll be right back," he told Morgan and then he suddenly dashed off. It was only another moment and he came back with a blanket and a small bottle and at least one condom that Morgan could see.

Morgan grinned. This is really happening. "Bringin' the party to us, huh?" He clapped his hands and rubbed them together eagerly.

"It's something different."

That statement was true, but it had been so long; would the location really matter? Maybe it would if Reid thought about their past love making on a daily basis, like he did, reliving it day after day. It probably didn't seem like that long ago at all. He watched Reid lay the blanket down on the couch cushions and place one condom and the bottle of lubricant on the coffee table, next to Reid's phone and eye glasses. But there was a problem. "Where's mine?"

"Yeah… about that…" Reid cringed at Morgan. "I threw them out."

Morgan nodded, only slightly offended. "Good thing I'm always prepared."

Reid smiled a little bit. "I was counting on that."

Reid motioned for Morgan to have a seat and Morgan sat down and stretched out some, wiggling his black socked toes and groaning. He looked up at Reid who was lit up from the hallway and kitchen lighting. "You look good." His eyes caught shadows from muscles he had never noticed on Reid before. Reid just smiled, kinda bashfully… He'd gone quiet. Morgan watched Reid dig his thumbs into the waist of his pajama bottoms, pulling them down and that made Morgan fidget a little. As soon as those hit the floor, Morgan reached out to Reid and pulled him down onto his lap.

Reid immediately got comfortable in the straddle and kissed Morgan deeply, holding his head so that Morgan couldn't escape the kiss even if he'd wanted to. Morgan's hands grabbed at Reid's sides, and moved downward to tuck themselves into his underwear, only to wrap themselves around Reid's ass, spreading his cheeks apart underneath the white, ribbed cloth. Reid moaned into Morgan's mouth and kissed him needfully while rocking and pushing against Morgan's lap. Reid was getting so hard. He'd wanted for this to happen for such a long time.

Morgan began to slouch into the cushions, hoping Reid would take the hint and begin grinding against him and it only took one push downward against the top of Reid's thighs for him to comply with Morgan's wishes. They fit together like a glove; Morgan's center between Reid's legs. They both threw their heads back, reeling with pleasure, but Reid quickly leaned forward again to kiss Morgan who wanted nothing more than to kiss him back.

"I wanted to take back everything I said to you on the side of the road Reid… when we were on that plane. I wanted… I was hoping you were just mad and we'd go home together, have a good wind down fight and the best make up sex imaginable." They kissed again. "You have to understand how much I love you. I never meant to hurt you."

Morgan's words were important and Reid heard them loud and clear, but right now, in this moment… he knew if he responded verbally, it would interrupt this beautiful mesh they were about to tangle into. Reid maintained a lock on Morgan's eyes, not really even being able to look away from him; he was so steady and calm… It was like Morgan's eyes could not lie.

"Stand up," Morgan told him. When Reid stood, Morgan put his hands on either side of Reid's hips and looked up at him as he slowly tugged his briefs down. Reid's dick sprang from his underwear at full attention and his hands moved to cover himself. Morgan waited for Reid to kick the underwear off to the side and he then pulled Reid's hands away. "Let me see you…" When Reid's hands were removed, Morgan stared at Reid's center. He was hard with an eye catching bead of pre-cum at the head of his cock and by looks of things, recently groomed, probably for Michael which was a little upsetting for Morgan, but he kept his mouth shut.

Morgan cupped his warm hand around Reid's balls and Reid's head was thrown back in pleasure once again. Morgan rubbed himself as he moved his face into Reid's body, to left of his dick, needing to smell him. A subsequent moan followed and Reid felt light headed at the sound of Morgan's arousal. Reid whimpered when he looked down as Morgan wrapped his hand around his already throbbing cock. Morgan tried to contain a smile as his licked at the wet slit. Reid moaned and his eyes closed, focusing all of his concentration on feeling the warmth and softness of Morgan's tongue.

Reid felt Morgan pulling him even closer as he stood there and the next thing he felt was warm hands securing themselves on his ass, one hand on each cheek, caressing and squeezing… "Ohhh…" Reid breathed in anticipation. With his mouth drawn open, Reid stared as Morgan teased him with his tongue. "It's been so long," he took Morgan's head into his hands and Morgan took him into his mouth. As the wet heat surrounded Reid's cock and he tried to match Morgan's bobbing motion, wanting to rock his against his lover's face, but he was concerned of Morgan's readiness, so he held back just a little bit.

How did we end up here again? Oh my God, I love this… I love him… His eyes focused on the slick sheen as it glistened in the light. He reached down and rubbed at Morgan's neck and shoulder. He's so warm… His fingertips tingled and he smiled, loving the response his body was telling him: Don't ever stop touching this man.

Reid continued to rub Morgan's head, neck and shoulders lovingly as Morgan worked on satisfying him. This lasted several minutes; Morgan's wet tongue and warm mouth enveloping him, applying pressure, sucking, kissing, the vibration from the noises he made… Reid felt so euphoric by the time Morgan started sucking on his balls. He wondered when he would wake up because he had to be dreaming.

But he wasn't. "Morgan," he said in awe and then bit his lower lip into his mouth. Reid continued to watch as Morgan began to jerking Reid off, making him groan so loudly.

"Are you still throwin' multiples?" Morgan inquired as he continued to love on Reid with his mouth.

Reid smirked as he looked down at Morgan. "Maybe."

"Come on, then," Morgan encouraged.

"Make me," Reid challenged.

Morgan grinned and cocked his eyebrow at Reid. He slowly brought his right middle finger to his mouth and coated it with saliva. Reid swallowed, a bit nervous… it had been a long time since he'd been touched so intimately. He spread his legs a little wider to allow access and Morgan reached around and gently worked his fingertip against Reid's backside, circling, teasing… When he worked up enough saliva again, he brought his finger back to wet it once more.

When Reid felt Morgan take him into his mouth again, he waited for it. He waited for Morgan's finger to penetrate him. When it did, heat washed over him, flushing his complexion. He groaned and closed his eyes, feeling an urgency build inside of his gut. Morgan's finger smoothly worked its way inside of him and just as tenderly, pulled out.

Reid felt such a whirlwind of pleasure surround him that he really couldn't handle it any longer. "Morgan, I can't wait," he blurted.

Morgan slowly pulled his finger from Reid and let Reid pull him up into another kiss. He grinned and growled at Reid, understanding the rest of the evening could be riveting. "I love it when you get aggressive with me." Reid's kiss had been a strong one, full of energy that was about to unleash.

Reid moved toward Morgan, his body making contact with Morgan in various areas… the knees, the hips, their stomachs. Morgan eventually got the hint to let himself fall down onto the couch and Reid was quick to straddle him once again. Reid stayed lifted on his knees as he looked down onto Morgan. He felt Morgan's hands wrap their warmth around his dick and he shuddered in response.

"Don't stop," he breathed onto Morgan's forehead. Morgan tugged gently and squeezed, feeling Reid's pre-cum wetness on his skin just beneath his chest. Reid loosely hugged Morgan at one side and began pumping against Morgan's motion. "Mmph," he grunted. He clenched his teeth and watched through his hair as Morgan's hands cuffed his muscle and he could feel it building and building until he couldn't hold it in any longer.

Morgan concentrated on Reid's rhythm until Reid came onto his chest. He then turned his attention to the pleasure consuming Reid's face; his eyes were closed, his jaw had dropped wide open and his brow was turned in and upward. His tongue was so pink and wet. His lips were full. His chin sparkled with sweat. Dear God… Morgan pulled him down for a kiss and Reid breathed heavy into him, still bucking his center whenever Morgan squeezed him. Seconds later, Reid slipped downward and began licking himself from Morgan's chest making Morgan throw his head back because Reid's mouth was so wet and saturated with heat. Next, Morgan felt Reid pulling at his boxer briefs wanting them off and they worked together to remove them.

When Reid took hold of Morgan's shaft he wasted no time slicking it with his saliva, coating it, thirsty to suck it off. Morgan relaxed, leaning his head back, smiling to himself, in love with Reid and wanting nothing more than to pleasure him and feel his love… He weaved his fingers into Reid's hair and let his hands rise and fall with the rhythm of his lover's head. He felt Reid's arms wrap around his legs and he was suddenly pulled down to the edge of the couch so his ass was almost hanging over. Then Reid lifted Morgan's legs into the air.

"Oh, my God," Morgan groaned loudly as Reid buried his face beneath his balls, licking at his ass and scrotum. "Oh, my God…" he repeated, trailing off. He looked down to see his sac propped up by the side of Reid's face, making his cock flex as Reid held onto it. That prompted Reid to pull on it as he pushed his tongue into Morgan's hole. Reid's mouth had never felt so good…

Reid wet a finger and began teasing Morgan with it, pushing and pressing… a little deeper each time, only to pull out and trace delicate circles. He breathed heavy against Morgan's skin, loudly taking in air through his nose and making sure his hot exhales were felt by his lover.

Only moments later, Morgan was about to lose it. He was feeling that urgency that Reid was feeling. He didn't even care that they had only just started and he didn't care if Reid's foreplay wasn't done. He wanted to make love with Reid now. "Come here," he said quietly. Reid stopped in the middle of licking Morgan's dick, his tongue still splayed out and eager to keep licking as he stared back at Morgan. "This is too good, I can't wait either… Come here," he repeated.

Reid jumped at Morgan and straddled him again. They began kissing, trying to inhale each other, willingly. After several minutes, Reid broke away and leaned backward; Morgan secured him. He watched Reid lean back toward him with the bottle of lube in his hands. His eyes watched Reid's eyes, then his mouth and then he watched as Reid reached around himself, spreading that lubricant.

Reid dropped the bottle to the floor and Morgan stifled a moan as Reid began to line them up. It didn't go unnoticed that Reid hadn't bothered to hook him up with a condom. "You forget something?"

Reid licked his lips as his eyes shot left and then right. The he held his gaze with Morgan for a second. "Right," he confessed. He leaned back again while Morgan supported him. Then he leaned back to Morgan holding his reading glasses.

"Oh, man…" Morgan laughed as Reid put them on, wearing the sexiest smirk on his face. "I swear to God, I'm gonna eat you alive." He took Reid's face into his hands and kissed him deeply. But this was going to be a decision they had to be absolutely positive about. There wouldn't be any turning back. Unprotected sex is a huge deal, Morgan thought, practically a declaration of commitment. "Are you sure?" He rubbed at the left side of Reid's head, searching his eyes.

"I trust you," Reid told the man who was staring a hole into him. "Do you trust me?"

"About as far as I can throw ya," Morgan teased. He was happy to see a more sexually confident man in his midst.

"Say it," Reid waited.

"Alright," he agreed in that smooth tone of his. He held his grin, loving that twinkle he could see in Reid's eyes, but then his expression softened and he told Reid his absolute truth. "I trust you."

Reid didn't want any barriers between them. Being outside of Morgan's body seemed to be more and more emotionally excruciating by the minute. He wished he could curl up into a ball and rest himself right inside of Morgan's heart… always there, always a part of him. He wanted the same for Morgan. "Are you ready?" Reid whispered as they held their foreheads together. This would be as close to that as they could get.

"I love you, Spencer." He rubbed at the back of Reid's neck.

"I love you, too, Derek," Reid replied and kissed Morgan's lips. He then reached around again, quickly lining up Morgan's cock to his back side and began lowering himself.

Morgan gritted his teeth. "Wait," he told Reid. He sighed a little before he continued. "Reach into my pocket and get me my condom. We shouldn't do this without protection." Reid was reluctant, slowly reaching toward the floor at his right. "We need to be-" he paused, not finishing his sentence. Reid waited for him to continue, but then realized he wasn't going to. He nodded and then grabbed the pants from the floor. Once he retrieved it, he handed it to Morgan who only took seconds to put it on.

And once again, Reid began lowering himself. Morgan's eyes rolled into the back of his head as Reid's tight ass began to stretch, letting him inside. He listened to the noises Reid made. He whimpered while he swallowed and his breath shook as he exhaled, but then he let out a rich moan once Morgan could go no deeper. He placed his hands on either side of Reid's hips and waited as Reid took a second to relax. Morgan was a lot to take in. After just another moment, Reid carefully rocked left and right on his knees, making sure he was comfortable. That sent waves of pleasure Morgan's way.

Reid then awkwardly braced himself against Morgan's shoulders and chest, trying to find the right spot, but once Morgan reached around and grabbed both sides of his ass, Reid melted, leaning his elbows on the back of the couch. Morgan got comfortable, patiently waiting for that moment when he knew Reid was ready.

Reid propped himself on the back of the couch as he began to slowly ride Morgan. At times, he curled his fingertips to touch the back of Morgan's head. He also rested the side of his head against Morgan's feeling how hot his skin was. Reid raised his body, and then he slowly rolled his hips down onto Morgan, letting himself freely moan and groan his pleasures. As Reid repeated his actions, Morgan's hands were all over his back, caressing his sides, holding his hard cock, rubbing his thighs and squeezing his ass making him feel so warmly loved and so exquisitely on fire.

Morgan listened at Reid's shallow breaths and snuck kisses with him when the rhythm would allow. Morgan held Reid still at times and pumped into Reid from below, making both of them sweat profusely. He could see how much Reid loved it when he did that so he gave a heads up and slowly rearranged Reid onto his back. He took a considerable moment to lube himself and Reid up again.

Reid knew he was in for something painfully wonderful and he couldn't wait. He took his reading glasses off and quietly placed them on the coffee table. He swallowed anxiously and breathed from his mouth, making eye contact with Morgan as Morgan slipped inside of him again. They moaned in unison, still looking each other in the eye, still in awe of the pleasure they gave each other. Reid clenched his jaw as he felt a thick heat stretching him wide open. He cringed just the tiniest bit until the lubricant began to do its job. As slow push after slow push became impassioned thrusts, their skin began to slap together and Reid could feel waves of heat pulsing through him in synch with the throbbing of his heart. As Morgan began grunting, Reid pulled him down, kissed him and then held on. When the sides of their faces touched, Morgan couldn't mistake the wetness streaming down Reid's temple for sweat. He whispered to Reid that he loved him.

Morgan's hips were driving against Reid… He felt Reid's arms around his shoulders and his arms held Reid's legs back as he tried to hug onto him for leverage. It wasn't enough to be inside of him anymore. He wanted to envelop him. He began working up to that rhythm that Reid craved from him, pumping a little harder and a little faster with each thrust.

Reid was quiet, but once Morgan was balls deep with each thrust, his whimpers became pleasured moans. As Morgan kept his up his momentum, he could feel Reid on fire beneath him, so hot and humid. He let Reid's cries push him to fuck Reid with more even more enthusiasm and soon they were at the loudest of volumes feelings no restraints at all to keep quiet.

Morgan was almost slick with sweat as Reid tried to grip onto him, feeling his hard body trembling beneath his touch. Reid knew Morgan was close to a climax. His fingernails dug into Morgan's shoulder blade as he held on. "Oh, my God, yes!" He begged for Morgan to drive deeper and that set Morgan's rhythm so fast and hard that he slammed himself against Reid with every bit of his strength he had.

Morgan's moan stretched as he suddenly pulled out, took the condom off and then maintained his thrusts as he pushed his body against Reid's, cumming all over Reid's crotch and stomach. Reid was left with the extremely odd sensation of the muscles in his ass struggling to cope with the abrupt absence. He couldn't stop his center from squirming beneath his lover.

Morgan lay on Reid, panting and sweaty.

"Finish me off and let's go to bed or were gonna be useless tomorrow."

"Finish you off, huh?" Still short of breath, Morgan excitedly laughed and began kissing at Reid's neck. Reid had just got done wiping his face of his own sweat when suddenly Morgan was pushing his arms back. Goosebumps rose as Morgan buried his nose into Reid's underarms inhaling his scent and kissing him there to taste him. Reid giggled as it tickled him a bit. His stomach tightened under Morgan's hand until he relaxed again.

Morgan began to follow through with Reid's request, grasping him into his hand and squeezing his still erect cock. He started at the base and licked at Reid's taut skin all the way to the head. Once he took Reid into his mouth, the moan that sounded from Reid told Morgan this was only gonna take a minute. He began working his mouth up and down the length of Reid's shaft, using his index finger and thumb for added pressure and pleasure. With his free hand, he pinched at Reid's nipples and squeezed at his chest, then he playfully, but gently, bit down; Reid winched, but Morgan felt him get even harder.

"Again," Reid pleaded.

Morgan sucked on Reid's cock, rolled his tongue against Reid's hot skin and forced his head down to bury Reid deep into his throat for another minute, not immediately complying with Reid's request, making him wait for it. Then he repeated the action and bit down onto Reid, being careful with how much pressure he applied with his teeth.

"Fuuuuuuuck…" Reid breathed. He then began moaning, thrusting his hips in an uncontrolled rhythm as he filled Morgan's mouth with his release. Morgan held fast and took a breath through his nose before he swallowed Reid down in one gulp. He took Reid into his mouth for a couple more passes to make sure he'd got it all and that made Reid flinch and jerk due to his heightened sensitivity.

Morgan crawled upward to lay with Reid and Reid quickly pulled him into an embrace and kissed him. Though struggling for adequate space on the couch, they snuggled tight against each other and fell asleep.

Next chapter is already written! Just need to get it edited! Hope you enjoyed this one. It took forever to write with being sick and all. Please don't forget to leave a review. I love to read them! :)

OH! I almost forgot. Please see my profile page for a link (to a tumblr post) to see how I've always seen Reid's apartment to be since the beginning of The Thirteenth Step.