I continued! I'm happy to know that you guys want me to! I wrote this chapter listening to Sleepthief the whole time. I like Sleepthief =3

What the hell have I gotten myself into? Morgan asked himself. He paced the room, not in a straight line, but around obstacles and between the beds. He sat on the bed closest to the window and plopped down hard on his back. Covering his face with his hands and bringing his elbows together, What the hell have I done? He asked himself again.

Spencer tugged a strand of his hair between his fingers and watched the water drip down to his toes. He grabbed the towel that was outside of the glass shower door and shimmied dry. The excitement was overwhelming for him. His cheeks were pounding with bright pink, his body temperature so high he hadn't noticed he showered in cold water.

He loved Derek.

His mind wandered to the what if section. What if Derek was in the process of leaving right now? What if Derek hated him after this, couldn't forget what they were about to do? What if…What if…What if?

Reid pulled himself into a heap under the towel and brought it to his hair. He dried that quickly too, more hair than usual coming off in the towel. His teeth were brushed, his deodorant applied, his towel draped over his pubic area, and his heart fluttered as if on queue, just before Derek knocked on the door.

"Are you done, Re-Spencer?" He asked. Relief washed over the young genius when he realized the man was still in the hotel room.

"I'm coming out now." He said, his hand on the door knob. He took one last look at himself in the mirror and saw what he thought was the worst sight in the world. A long, lanky man in the mirror with sharp angles and skin and bones. Pale, tall, flat-chested... His head sunk and his shoulders dipped, but he opened the door and walked out.

Derek passed him quietly, a towel in his hand. The door slammed and Reid almost collapsed. He made it to the bed and could feel his member rising just a little. Derek's bag was on the floor, next to his feet, and he forced himself not to look at it. Secretly, almost every night they spent at hotels, Reid would smell an article of clothing from the black man's bag, holding it close. Nothing more than that was done, but looking back, the agent could see how stupid and foolish the act was in itself.

He slid back further on the bed and closed his legs so that wouldn't be the first thing seen when the mocha-skinned walked out of the bathroom.

Derek slammed his arms on the wall, the water from the shower running over his bald head. Clenched into a fist, his hand came down and slammed the stopper down so a rush of water came out of the lower faucet. He put his clothes back on, found it pointless, and took them off again. He put on deodorant, Degree for Men, and opened the door to see dark brown eyes staring widely at him, their glowing intensity hard to tear away from.

Spencer watched as Derek came out of the bathroom, the door closing behind him with a quiet thud. He had no towel on, his naked body was in full view. That sexy muscle that Reid had always found attractive, the external oblique, was sticking calling his eyes. His mind went over it at least twelve times before he returned to his left hemisphere. Derek sighed loudly and Reid sat up in bed and put his hands between his legs. He moved closer to the younger agent, his legs leaning against the end of the bed.

"This is really happening, isn't it?" Reid asked. A glow was on his cheeks and glistening tears were forming in the corners of his eyes. His face hardened when he saw the rock hard and almost disgusted look on Derek's face.

Morgan caught himself, fixing to a stoic expression a second too late. His mind traveled to somewhere else as he set a hand on Reid's shoulder. Under the touch the brunette flinched, but slowly relaxed as the dark man placed his other hand on his left cheek. A pitiful smile came across Spencer's lips and he placed his hands on top of Morgan's. They both fell onto the bed with a soft "shwop" and Spencer opened his legs, leaving room for Morgan to come between him.

Derek crawled between the lanky kid's legs and pulled them both a little higher on the bed. He didn't exactly know where to start, considering this was his first time with a man.

He experimented first. Derek slid his hands over the bear throat of Spencer, who was huffing and puffing underneath him. His mouth softly set down on Reid's neck and he kissed a slow, almost perfectly straight line up to his ear. His women always loved that. His hands moved down to the chest and felt confused at first. Then he remembered that men don't have boobs and ran his hands lower. His eyes didn't open at all while Reid held onto his shoulders.

Derek's fingers found the edge of the towel and he pulled one end off, then unfolded the next, the corner catching on the head of Reid's cock. Morgan's lips moved down from an ear to the other pair of lips. He could feel the faint stub on the upper lip and chin, but ignored it to his best ability. He played his fingers along Reid's belly button, taking their time in getting to the chest again. His women had loved that. His tongue slithered across the lighter man's Adam's apple and down to the nipples. In his mouth he kneaded and swirled the little hard tips. His women always loved that.

Reid could feel the reluctance in Derek's motions, but tried to enjoy the once in a lifetime experience. He let his heart beat as loud as it wanted. The darker mans tongue ran its course from his chin, to his nipples over and over. He was fondling them as if that would do some- "Ahh," Reid whispered. Well look at that. It did something.

Morgan flinched when he heard the moan. Not what he had expected. Though it was deep and harsh, it was soft and smooth, almost like a female who had lost her voice. Morgan took Reid's nipple in between his teeth once more, lightly rolling it side to side, twirling it with his tongue to finish off. The younger man gasped as his back arched, his erection rubbing against Morgan's abdomen.

Derek grew a little at the feeling of being rubbed against. His eyes closed as he let the wave continue in the brunettes body. He slid his right hand behind Reid's ear and fell down to his throat. Forcing the chin of the agent up, as if giving CPR, he climbed closer to the groin he was terrified of moments ago.

As if warming up to the idea, Morgan placed his other hand lightly on the head of Spencer's sex. He slipped his thumb over the slit, expecting a big reaction. All he got was the man under him licking his own lips and biting on the bottom one. However, that was good enough for him. He moved so that the phalluses were touching, the contrast of color evidently sticking out. He started to thrust, pushing down and pulling Reid up. Precum dripped from both heads as he moved a little faster.

"Nnn..uh! Too…dry," the younger cried. His eyes were clouded over with lust and his hands gripped the comforter underneath him. Morgan panted heavily and stopped for a second to find something that would make it better. He remembered he had Vaseline in his bag and made an awkward gesture towards Reid.

"Hold on," he said. He climbed off of the bed, sort of missing the warmth of the other body. He opened the pack and grabbed the Vaseline. With quickness almost too eager he applied a generous amount to himself and Reid, moving towards their comfort position once more. The space between them got too hot and he realized it was the Vaseline's fault. Too into it to give out now he rocked his hips harder against the bony thighs of his junior, causing pain that was forgettable at the moment. In the morning, though, they would definitely have bruises.

Derek's thrusting got faster and more feral. He snarled out a grunt as he came and noticed that Reid had already come long before him, but was rising out his orgasm 'til the end.

Derek realized that he might have to take a shower again. His panting decreased and he climbed off of Spencer, not touching him at all. He went to open the window and curtains and looked down at the pool.

"Hotch is on his way up. He's not in the pool so I don't know where he is." Morgan tugged on underwear and opened the covers to the bed Reid was lying on, pulling them a few times when the boy's body got in the way.

Derek had gotten out of the messy "excursion" with nothing but a Vaseline covered dick. "I'll shower in the morning. You can have the bathroom. Good night, kid," he said, turning the light off and sleeping at the edge of the bed.

Reid pulled himself up and off the bed, making his way to the bathroom. He closed the door and slid to the floor, tears in his eyes, clutching his knees to his face. After a few minutes he stood up and turned the shower to scalding hot. The water hit his delicate skin and immediately turned it a burning, angry red. His hair darkened from the water and he backed up to the wall, sitting on the small ledge. Cascading down his back as he turned around, the water washed away any trace amounts of the man Spencer loved from his body.

The door outside opened loudly and then there was silence. Hotch obviously needed the shower. Reid washed his body swiftly, pulled the towel over his shoulders and slipped out the door. Hotch was sitting at the desk in the computer chair, tapping his feet with his eyes closed. There was still an odd smell in the room but if he noticed he said nothing.

"I'm going to shower, Reid. Good night." he said.

"Good night Hotch," Reid smiled and replied.

The cot was uncomfortable, like always, but tonight it was almost unbearable. Facing the wall only made an inkling of a difference. This was a mistake. It should have never happened. What occurred between the two men tonight was a disaster worse than anything Reid had been through. Not only was it going to be awkward between them, but Spencer still wanted more. His muscles ached with desire, his head filled with perverted thoughts.

So then... was it any good? I tried to get it all out fast since it was fresh in my head with Sleepthief on =3
I'll continue if ya want me too! Thanks to all! I really wasn't expecting to get the PMs! Anyway! Please review and all that good stuff!

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