He stood there watching them for a good two minutes. What the hell was he seeing? He wasn't really seeing this was he? Nah. Reid and Penelope couldn't possibly be getting each other off. Looked pretty damn convincing though. Morgan looked down at his crotch. From the way his dick was responding it sure looked real enough. Then he heard Garcia moan lowly. "Oh God Spencer." 'That little mother fucker.'

"What the FUCK are you two doing?!"

The two lovers sprang apart gasping for air, pulling their hands from the others body. Spencer sat up covering his face with his hands, trying to calm his racing heart and to keep himself from killing Derek. He had been so close to finding his release with someone other than himself and then suddenly, there HE was. Interrupting one of the best times of his life. 'Son of a BITCH!' Reid turned to face Morgan, ready to tell him exactly what they were doing and where he could go to buy front row tickets to watch, but Garcia was already jumping from the bed, hand on her hip, finger in Morgan's face, and ass on display for the good doctor.

"What the HELL is wrong with you Derek?!" She had been a hairs breath away from relieving all the sexual tension that had been building between her and Reid for the last few months, and then HE had to fuck it all up! She wanted to claw his fucking eyes out and use his dick as a golf club!

"What's wrong with me? The hell is wrong with you? And you Reid? I thought you were my boy man."

"I was not aware you and Penelope were involved. And by the look on her face and the way she was coming apart on MY fingers neither did she." Reid replied getting out of the bed and walking over to Garcia, careful not to expose his abused cock to the room.

Testosterone was flying high in the room. Morgan tried glaring at Reid but his eyes kept straying to the kiss swollen lips the other man was currently sporting. Garcia had been the one to cause that. He felt weird at that thought. Was he jealous of Reid? Or was he jealous of Garcia? Shit was getting confusing and the look on his face told of his conflicting emotions. Reid caught the expression and understood it completely.

Hotch spoke up from the couch he had been sleeping on. "From Morgan's screeching, I take it something happened."

"Sure as shit something happened. Would have been a whole lot more something if Captain Fuck Face here hadn't interrupted us." Everyone stared at Reid. He was acting completely out of character. Morgan was surprised, Hotch was concerned, and Garcia was ready to pounce on the man to finish the deal.

Clearing his throat Hotch looked over at Garcia who was still devouring Spencer with her eyes. "Penelope, did Reid do something to you that you didn't want him to do?" he already knew what was coming.

"No sir, he did almost everything I DID want him to do. That is until Derek decided to break up our two way party." she stopped eye fucking Reid long enough to cut a glare in Morgan's direction.

"Well I'll be damned." Morgan raised his hands and backed away slightly from Garcia, "I saw you two and heard you say his name and I freaked. You're a grown woman and I shouldn't butt into your business." Looking over at Spencer he could see the man plotting his death in his giant brain. "And you're a grown ass man. Now I am sorry I interrupted, but do you really think this is a good time to get your rocks off? I mean this unsub is wanting us to do this type of thing."

"It may have escaped your notice DEREK, but their has been freaking sexual tension crackling around EVERYONE, and yes sir I do mean EVERYONE in this room." Penelope made sure to address Hotch and his questioning look.

"What are you talking about Garcia?"

"Are you serious? How can you be so oblivious?" Penelope had never spoken to Hotch that way. In a way it was liberating and in a way it was terrifying because she knew she was going to have to explain what she was talking about. And of course, she wasn't disappointed.

"Explain please." He was so polite and freaking hot when handing out damn orders.

Sighing Penelope started, "Fine. Take a seat my pretties, there's going to be awkwardness and embarrassment had by all." Everyone did, Reid and Penelope sat back on the bed, same side though facing the two men in the room. Morgan and Hotch took the couch facing the other occupants.

"Okay I am apparently not the only one that has noticed it since creepy ceiling guy is holding us captive. There has been so much sexual tension built up around the BAU, I'm surprised no one has gotten zipper burn. Obviously there is some charged energy between Reid and I, as Derek just got a bird's eye view of. And Derek you know exactly what I'm referring to when it comes to you and me."

Derek held Garcia's gaze. "If you're expecting me to say I'm sorry for what we've been doing I'm not."

"Not going to say you're sorry? Or not actually sorry?"

"Either."

Reid's stomach dropped. Were Garcia and Morgan in a relationship and he just didn't know it? Had he just molested his best friend's girl? That was unacceptable. Standing he looked down at Garcia's lips still swollen from his ministrations. "Are you two together? Why didn't you tell me? I would never have touch you if I had known."

Her heart broke at the look on his handsome face. Reaching up from her side she grabbed his hand. "No Mi Amor, Derek and I are not together."

"No but we've been fooling around quite a bit lately, haven't we." He volunteered to the group, not taking his eyes off of Garcia holding Reid's hand.

"So you and Morgan have been seeing each other and apparently you and Reid have been testing out your sexual chemistry this evening. This still has nothing to do with me." Hotch said eyeing Garcia. He was waiting to see what the woman was about to volunteer. He had also been feeling pull of attraction as of late. The flare of Garcia's hips and fullness of her breast had caught him lingering gaze more often than not lately.

Three people in the room scoffed and stared at the older man. "Are you shittin me? Hotch anytime Garcia is around you the temp shoots up a good 20 degrees." Morgan informed him.

Penelope's gaze met the crude carpet. 'Oh God!' Did he notice her staring at Hotch's ass all the time? 'This is going to suck so damn bad.'