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Spencer's A Tease But He's Mine	By : KTT2123 Category: 1 through F > Criminal Minds Views: 5622 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-Spencer's A Tease But He's Mine
- 2-Derek Shows Spencer Who He Belongs To
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This immediately follows Nobody But Nobody Touches Spencer Reid's Hair

Spencer Reid is a god-damned tease and Derek Morgan knows it all too well. As if it isn’t enough that a woman dared to flirt with his Pretty Boy, now Derek has to deal with this. Instead of sitting down and studying the crime files like a normal person, Spencer is deliberately leaning over the table, wiggling his ass in Derek’s direction. Reid knows exactly what he’s doing to him and Morgan can’t move his eyes from that beautiful, wiggling ass. *God! What I wouldn’t give to tear off his pants and bury myself deep between those cheeks right now!* He wants to do it, to claim Spencer as his right in front of everyone. Derek can feel the sweat on his brow as he fights to restrain himself. His Pretty Boy is his addiction and they both know it. Watching those plump cheeks flex, Morgan shudders. He’s so, so temping. He can almost feel that tight heat squeezing around his cock. Licking his lips, his eyes still locked on Spencer’s ass, Derek takes an unconscious step toward the genius, unable to help himself. Fortunately for Morgan, Aaron Hotchner acts quickly before it gets any more embarrassing for the darker agent. “Prentiss, Morgan, go see if the Williams’ know anything,” Hotch says gruffly. Derek jumps, his intense focus broken. *Oh, thank GOD!* It’s a huge relief and he can’t follow orders fast enough. Anything to get away from that teasing, ‘cause he’s a few seconds away from throwing Spencer over his shoulder, finding a closet, and getting naked in said closet.
The rest of the BAU watch with amusement as Derek practically sprints out of the room, a smirking Emily Prentiss slowly following. Even Detective Leif, who had hopelessly lusted after Reid just this morning before discovering that he and Morgan are together, has to stifle a giggle at the sight of Morgan fleeing. To see the über confident agent turned into a drooling mess by the team’s awkward genius is both hilarious and a bit frightening. Leif isn’t sure she is enough woman to deal with a man that appears completely innocent and naïve on the surface but is practically an incubus underneath.
Spencer, himself, knowing the exact moment when Derek is out of sight by the open laughter, immediately stands up. If Leif’s prior flirting hadn’t pushed him over the edge, Spencer’s teasing will. Between Morgan’s jealousy and possessiveness at Leif’s advances and Spencer’s teasing, , Derek won’t have any restraint left, by the time they finally get back to their hotel room. Just the way Spencer wants it.
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Settling in the driver’s seat, Derek sighs shakily and attempts to adjust himself subtly.
Emily smirks at him, “Something wrong, Morgan?” His answering death glare only makes her giggle. She laughs harder as he grumbles under his breath about his Pretty Boy’s stupid, sexy ass. “I’m sorry, what was that?” she asks slyly.
“Shut up,” Derek retorts petulantly.
Emily tries to contain her amusement at Derek’s pouting. Eight months ago, she never would have believed she’d be here, watching as Derek Morgan, the BAU’s ladies man, pouted like a toddler because his boyfriend, the once shy, reserved Dr. Reid, teased him and got him sexually frustrated. Prentiss never tires of seeing the once unflappable Derek Morgan get all tied up in knots over a sly, flirting Spencer Reid. She grins the entire trip, which widens every time Morgan curses Spencer under his breath for being so damned sexy.
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By the time Morgan and Prentiss get back, someone had obviously gone to a nearby bakery and brought back quite the variety of items. There are donuts, éclairs, scones, cupcakes, cookies, muffins, and sweets aplenty. They’ll need the sugar to keep up with this case. Unsurprisingly, the team’s biggest sweet tooth has a pile in front of him. Grabbing his own guilty pleasure, an apple fritter, Derek takes a huge bite and enjoys the sweetness. Humming a bit, he opens his mouth for another bite and freezes. His eyes dart across the table to see Spencer wrapping his bow shaped lips around an éclair as he absently looks over his file notes. The genius is sucking out the cream filling and moaning at the cream’s sweet taste. His Pretty Boy is eating an éclair and making orgasm noises with each bite! Derek is half-hard just from that image.
*Sweet mother, that’s the same noise he makes when I…Oh God!* Spencer takes another bite of the sweet treat. The remaining cream filling spurts out onto Spencer’s lips, face and hands. Derek curses the white, creamy filling, reminding him too much of something else white he’d like to see all over his Pretty Boy. With two long fingers, Reid wipes the cream off his face. His tongue cleans the cream off of one digit with little, kitten licks before engulfing both into his sweet, pink mouth. Derek’s whole world zeroes in on those slender fingers slowly easing into his Pretty Boy’s mouth. The silent room echoes as Spencer sucks noisily, slurping and moaning as he licks off all the cream. Morgan would give anything to replace those fingers with his cock. The genius slowly releases his fingers with an audible pop, pretending not to hear the other man’s involuntary whimper. Looking at his hand, he notices a bit of cream left on his palm. With an inner smirk, Spencer flattens his tongue and torturously slow licks his palm clean. Derek is spellbound, the blissful look on his love’s face causing a flash of images to run through his head of that pink tongue licking all over his body. Morgan is silently praying for mercy, his cock so hard it’s painful.
Spencer picks up a napkin, wiping his hands. Hope flutters in Derek’s chest, maybe it’s finally over. He prays he’ll use the napkin to wipe up the cream left on his lips. But his hope is short lived. His little minx is merciless.
Derek is powerless to look away as the tip of Spencer’s tongue peaks out of his sweet mouth. His eyes follow the pink tongue as it circles from the bottom lip to the top to lick up the remaining cream. Morgan groans helplessly as Reid’s tongue pays special attention to the corners of his mouth. By the time the cream is all gone, Spencer’s lips look shiny, plump, and delicious. Derek wants nothing more than to devour those lips until they are kiss swollen.
“Hmm…delicious.”
Derek’s mouth hangs open. His beloved apple fritter completely forgotten as it dangles carelessly from his fingers.
“Um…Reid?” Jennifer Jareau asks, shocked at how sexual he’s made simply eating an éclair. Morgan is literally drooling! She is almost afraid Spencer is going to give the poor guy a heart attack.
“Hmm?” he answers absentmindedly, slowly licking his lips one last time.
A low, anguished groan, then a loud thump sounds as Derek’s head hits the table. *I’m gonna kill him. I have an erection in the middle of a fucking police station!*
Spencer grins widely, standing up to do a silent, giddy dance.
Every eye is looking from Reid to Morgan and back. More than a few are giving the dark agent pitying looks.
Happily, the genius finishes his éclair. He leaves quietly, giving his love time to get rid of his not so little problem. For he has no doubt that his Der is hiding something very hard under the table.
*Think unsexy thoughts. Think unsexy thoughts. Baseball. Nope. Pretty Boy gave me a blow job watching the Socks game. Football. Nope, same problem. Rossi in a dress! Oh, hallelujah!*
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The next phase of Spencer’s plan to dismantle Derek’s restraint is touching. *So much touching,* he thinks with glee. The pale man glides his fingertips down the exposed skin of his love’s arm. Morgan is startled but by the time he turns, Reid has already walked away. Five minutes later, he feels a hand trail across his ass before gliding away. It happens again and again. Little, intimate touches before Spencer vanishes. As soon as Derek relaxes, there he is. After the last touch, he remains tense for ten minutes, waiting for Spencer to tease him again. But the genius isn’t only book smart; he is patient enough to wait until Derek is no longer expecting it.
When they discover the unsub’s identity forty minutes later, Spencer is ready. The group walks out to the SUVs, Spencer makes sure to be in front of Derek. The sly minx makes sure to put an unexpected, exaggerated sway into his hips as he walks. Spencer stops abruptly and tilts his ass. Morgan’s eyes are glued to those swaying hips and he doesn’t notice the sudden stop. Derek runs into him, his cock coming in perfect contact with the little tease’s sweet ass. The older man’s mind blanks as he grabs those slim hips to hold him still. His own hips thrust forward without thought as his cocks hardens. Spencer’s smug chuckle breaks through the haze of lust. *Fuck!* Derek quickly detaches from his lithe lover. He’s embarrassingly half hard, again. He had thought the whole ass scene earlier, plus the éclair scene later had been difficult to deal with, this is worse. There is no table to hide behind this time. Morgan isn’t sure he will survive any more of this.
He knows what Spencer is doing and why. The sex they have after he’s spent the day teasing Derek is always intense. All that sexual frustration built up makes for incredibly hot, claiming sex. Add to that the possessiveness and jealousy he feels because another had flirted with his Pretty Boy, Morgan just hopes tonight won’t kill them both. Morgan is thankful this doesn’t happen often because he isn’t sure his body could survive it.
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As the BAU packs up for the night, Spencer reaches into his messenger bag and grabs a lollipop. Penelope Garcia had found coffee-flavored stick lollipops for his birthday. Its long shape alone is suggestive. *Der won’t have a chance against this,* Reid thinks, smug and pleased. Unwrapping it, he slides it into his mouth. A burst of flavor hits his tongue, *Delicious.* He licks and sucks it, slurping noisily. The lolly moves slowly in and out of his mouth, leaving no doubt as to what he is imitating. A deep groan is heard across the room, exactly what Spencer has been waiting for. Derek stares as that devious pink tongue slides all over the lolly. *Dear God, he really is trying to kill me. I can’t take anymore.*
Morgan barks, “Reid and I are leaving. Now. Anyone coming with us has two minutes to get to the car before I leave.”
Without another word, he grabs his boyfriend’s arm and drags him along. Spencer grins, letting himself be led. Derek tears open the front passenger door and shoves him in before getting into the driver’s seat. The genius loudly sucks on his lollipop, enjoying the other man’s reaction even more than the taste. Derek growls. He grabs Spencer’s chin with one hand and slowly pulls the infernal candy out of his mouth with the other. Even if watching the candy slowly emerge out of that mouth is painfully arousing, he won’t risk hurting him by yanking it out.
Through gritted teeth Morgan warns, “Enough, Pretty Boy. I know what you’re doing and unless you want me to take you right here, right now. In front of a POLICE station, I suggest you stop.” Reid turns away and smiles. Morgan’s hands are shaking. He very much enjoys making Derek shake with want. He looks at the police station and the various people walking in and out. Despite the deliberate and somewhat public flirting, he’s not an exhibitionist. He’s done enough, tortured Derek enough. He sits calmly and quietly in his seat. When the two minutes are up and no one shows up, Morgan drives back to the hotel. Despite the frustration, he grins, slightly maniacally. It’s his turn now. The moment they enter the hotel room, they both know who will be in charge…and it won’t be Spencer.
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