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Profile of a Mutant Killer	By : Vylet Category: 1 through F > Criminal Minds Views: 6138 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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A/N: There will be Criminal Minds Spoilers in this chapter. For just about all seasons, so if you are worried about that, this is your heads up. I just realized that this fic has considerably less sex than normal for me, LOL never fear. Here there be sex. Logan and Remy unwind while Morgan and Reid confront what has happened. Unbeta'd so mistakes are all mine. Hope my long block hasn't lost my readers. Thank you for all the great feedback I have gotten so far. You guys rock!

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Chapter 6

Later That Evening, Remy's Safehouse

Logan stepped from the shower and grabbed a fluffy bath towel from the rack. Snickering to himself, he mused about his lover's indulgence as he dried off. The place was jam packed with the very best of everything. The everyday items in this place were the finest big, old money could buy. Not that they didn't have top notch at the mansion, but it was still a school, this was a different league.

Shaking the water from his hair, Logan wrapped the towel around his hips and moved toward the bedroom. He padded silently across the plush carpeting and watched his young lover on the bed.

Remy was sitting on the vast mattress with his laptop. He was almost wearing a black silk robe and nothing more. Logan growled in his throat.Remy was enrapt in what he was doing. The robe was slipping off one white, muscled shoulder. His long toned legs were bare to the hip. One leg folded beneath him and the other pulled up to his chest. He typed around the bent limb, oblivious to how most people couldn't bend that way without pain. Soft cinnamon silk fell down his back in a loose tail, still damp from his own shower.

He looked beautiful and edible to the Feral. Logan grinned wickedly as he reached the bed. Remy looked up, a knowing expression in his red and black eyes.

"Ya find somethin', Cajun?" Logan asked and leaned his fists on the bed, making a nice display of his thickly muscled arms. Remy gave a chuckle at the unconscious display.

"Oui, Wovlie." he said and licked his full lips. "I found out a few tings bout de young doctor Reid dat I didn' delve into be'fo." He glanced at the laptop and the looked back to Logan.

"Cher, dat boy has been tru' Hell." he said and the Feral felt a bleeding of sympathy along their link. He sucked in a slow breath and winced. Had to be bad, the sharpness of Remy's empathy for the young Genius was clear indication.

"What happen to him, Rems?" he asked and reached for the thief's long fingers. Remy sighed and held Logan's hand.

"Well, b'sides de usual mistreatment in school fo' his brain an' his mutation, since joining the BAU he been kidnaped, tortured, shot, poisoned wif' Ant'rax..." Remy pulled the Feral onto the bed. He pushed Logan back into the pillows and crawled into his lap.

"Jesus!" Logan said his blue eyes wide. "What the fuck? Do they just throw the kid at the bad guys?" His tone was gruff and deep. "Sounds more like he's been workin' for us than the BAU." Remy shrugged his shoulders and snuggled into his lover's arms.

"Remy only got so far in de database b'for in de colorful femme catch on and kick him out." he snickered. Logan rolled his eyes and wrapped his arms around his boy.

"Remy better not get his ass arrested while we are on this case." Logan said shifting the boy in his arms to grasp the tight muscled ass in question. "Cuz Logan has plans for this ass."

Making a feline sound in his throat, Remy moved to straddle the Feral. His robe, now barely hanging by one shoulder, slipped off to pool on Logan's thighs.

"What plans you got in mind?" Remy drawled as he leaned forward to barely brush his lips over the curve of Logan's jaw. The Feral's fingers gripped tighter making the boy hiss.

"Plan on bein' in this tight ass shortly." Logan replied before lunging to catch the lush mouth with his own. Remy responded with enthusiasm and slipped his long fingers into Logan's muttonchops. The kiss was deep and hard, both wanting a long drink of the other.

Reaching toward the night table without looking, Logan laid his fingers on a tube and pulled it to his side. He distracted his lover with a harder nip to that full bottom lip before rolling them over. Looking down at Remy, the Feral smirked and nuzzled the thief's jaw.

"Gonna make ya moan for a while, ok Darlin'?" he asked, then mapped the long throat with his tongue. Remy made a low sound and bucked up against the muscled form pressing him down.

"Can't say as I'd be adverse to dat, Bebe." he hissed and hooked one long leg over the Feral's hip. Logan chuckled and slipped his hands down the length of his lover's long limbs. Savoring the skin hot to his touch. They ground their hips together making Remy's bared length rub against Logan's. They moaned in tandem.

The day had dealt a good amount of emotional upheaval and the unresolved sexual tension between Agents Reid and Morgan had been so thick it was tangible. Remy's empathy had been in over drive for most of their day and now all he wanted was the overwhelming of his lover's intensity.

"Make me fo'get fo' a while, Cher." Remy whispered as Logan reached for the lube. He leaned back on his heels to look down at his sensual mate.

"You can bet on it, Cajun." he smiled and slicked his fingers. "Now be a good boy and open up for me. I ain't got patience tonight." he said leaning over Remy and reaching down between his thighs. Remy's smokey laugh was married with a moan as the Feral found the tight bud.

"When you ever got patience, Cher?" he teased and then bucked into the touch. The thief's words left him when his lover's thick finger pressed deep. He arched off the bed and pushed against the penetration.

Logan watched with gleaming eyes as his lover let him in. He loved the heat and clench of his Cajun's body. It never failed to make him crave more. The one finger quickly became two and then three. Remy bucking and writhing as Logan found the tender spot inside and brought the Cajun right to the brink. He made the delicious sounds the Feral adored.

"Now, Logan! Can't hold on iffen you keep dat up." Remy panted and bit at Logan's mouth. Logan pulled his fingers free and wrapped them around his considerable thickness.

Kissing his boy hard, he pressed the empath down to the bed and thrust deep into his body. No matter how many times they coupled, Remy never got used to the first thrust in. Logan took his breath away every single time.

The Feral paused to let his boy get accustomed before pulling back out. He took it slow at first, savoring the tug of Remy's body on his cock. The way the long ginger lashes fluttered on high cheekbones, the grip of nimble fingers to the back of his neck. The soft breathy moans he so loved spilling from kiss bruised lips.

Logan deepened the kisses as he pushed his lust, desire and possessive claim down their link. He knew his Remy needed to forget the lingering emotions of others and get lost in 'them', what they shared.

The sheer vibrance of Logan's emotions were like a drug to Remy. The way his lover's desire and love wrapped around Remy's soul, almost caressing the old hurts away and leaving the empath floating on an emotional high.

When Remy seemed to be blissing out, his red and black eyes going glassy, Logan picked up the pace. Sharp deep plunges into his lover's heated core making them both gasp and groan.

Remy sailed on the high and pushed back into the thrusts, matching his Feral's passion and force. Legs wrapped tight around Logan's hips. Body twisting with each intense plunge. Logan shifted one of the thief's long legs over his shoulder, getting deeper into his Cajun.

"Harder, Cher. Make me feel it." Remy growled, knowing it would set his lover off. It worked.

The animal side of Logan, the beast within, took the baited words and rose to the challenge. Growling deep, he bit Remy's lip hard enough to draw blood and heft the one leg higher. Large hands slipped under Remy's back to hook over his shoulders, holding him down. Strong thighs pushed the Cajun's wider, opening him to the hard pounding of Logan's hips.

Remy's head went fuzzy as he clung to his lover and rode the wave. Logan was focused and zeroed in on one thing, making Remy feel him. And boy, was he succeeding. Every thrust in forced a groan or gasp from the pretty thief, jerking his slender body in Logan's hold.

When his thick cock struck the thief's prostate making the boy arch and cry out, Logan held that angle and went for broke. The room echoed with the cries of passion and the slap of damp skin.

The relentless stimulation sent the empath over the edge. His body felt like it exploded into a thousand pieces. A sharp gasp and a deep throated moan signaled his climax. Heat spilled between them, coating their bellies. His channel fluttering and then clenching tight around Logan's still moving cock.

Remy's empathy fed the sensations into his lover and triggered Logan's orgasm. With a last few hard deep thrusts, he sank his teeth into Remy's shoulder and came. Liquid heat spurting deep in his lover's body, reaffirming his claim.

Panting and gasping for air, they held their positions, foreheads pressed together, bodies still linked.

"Je t'aim." Remy whispered and nuzzled his nose to Logan's.

"Me too, Darlin'." Logan replied.

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Reid wasn't happy about having to share a room with Morgan that night. Usually he would be excited by the thought.

Now it just made his stomach clench.

He moved around the room nervously and finally decided he should just get Hotch or Rossi to trade with him. There was no way he could stay in the same room now that he knew Morgan's feelings about mutants.

He was gathering his things when Morgan came in. The door closed with a soft thump making the younger man startle.

"Going somewhere?" Morgan asked with a cautious tone. Spencer stopped and looked over his shoulder.

"I didn't want to make you room with me since it's such a issue for you." he said, his voice betraying his emotions. Morgan winced and felt his own anger flare. He crossed his arms over his chest and stared at Reid's back.

"Why did you keep it a secret?" Morgan asked, his emotions a frayed wreck. Back and forth between anger and fear. He knew he was on the edge of losing anything he had with Reid. Never mind a romantic relationship, he was about to lose his friendship as well. But he was angry that Reid had kept it a secret, had hidden this fact from Morgan.

Shouldering his bag Reid lifted his chin and looked Morgan in the eye.

"Are you really surprised? After the reaction you gave?" His honey eyes were flashing with anger. "In the past, when I told people what I was, they tended to have one of three reactions." He spoke in clipped and deeply hurt tones. His long fingers extending to count off as he went on.

"They wanted to cage me, to study, so they could experiment and find out how I worked. OR. They wanted to kill me, because they feared what I was and what I could do. And then later, when I was in collage, there was the third reaction, people who wanted to fuck the freak." His face creased with old anger and pain. He shook it off and glared at Derek, gold eyes like amber beads.

"So you'll have to forgive me if I have exception to being 'outed' in such a way to my team. There is a reason I haven't used my ability on purpose in years." His chest was heaving with the stirred up old feelings. The hurt and fear and blind terror. He took a deep breath and shook it off.

"But after today, seeing the reaction of someone who claims to be my best friend, I cannot pretend anymore, I cannot hide. Logan and Remy showed me how wrong I have been, hiding my head in the sand and pretending to be 'normal'." He shook his head and moved toward the door.

"I refuse to live like this anymore. If you cannot accept me, the same as before, then I think we have nothing more to say." he finished, his voice shaking only a little as he reached for the door nob.

"Buford was a mutant." Morgan said, his voice low and soft. The words hit Reid like a sucker punch to the gut. He froze, fingers just touching the handle. He held his breath.

"I know it's unfair, I know it's wrong. But it's a knee jerk reaction." Morgan went on, his voice still the same low softness. Reid turned slowly and gazed at the tall man who was looking at the floor. Derek's hips resting against the dresser, hands clasped in front of him as he spoke to the carpet.

"I know in my head that he was not an example of mutants as a whole or even a majority. But it's hard, so hard to put it aside when part of why he got away with what he did, for so long, was because of his mutation." Reid was afraid to speak, his mouth dry and barren. Morgan finally looked up, brown eyes shiny with wetness.

"My abuser was a mutant and it's something I have harbored for years. Only the fact that I knew the manner he was manipulating people was how I managed to confront him." Morgan let his words trail off as he watch Spencer process the information.

"He was a Pusher?" Reid asked, his lightening fast brain putting the pieces together. "A low level empath. That's why you don't trust Remy." Morgan nodded his head and looked away again.

"Then you'll probably not like mine either." the thin man said his hands clasping his elbows as he looked at Morgan with hurt in his eyes. Morgan felt a stab of pain at the way Reid sounded. He wanted to make things right.

"I am sorry, Spencer." he said and the younger man gave a soft gasp. Morgan almost never used his first name. "Please forgive me for being a bigot and a fool. I can only promise to do my level best to change." He glanced up to see what the younger man's reaction was.

Spencer bit at his bottom lip, thinking as fast as only he could, he tried to make sense of his feelings and the facts. Seeing that the genius was thinking himself into a corner, Morgan used they only bid he had left.

Pushing off the dresser, he crossed to the hard thinking man and grasped his face in gentle hands. The touch startled Reid out of his head and he looked at Derek with wide curious eyes.

Shaking his head at how incredible beautiful the genius was, Morgan leaned in and pressed a chaste kiss to the reddened lips.

TBC...
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