Multi-ship. Written with @endlessgoodbyes
Top 4 in #miwband and #miwfanfic
Just a Brit and American writing gay porn. Probably the gayest thing you'll ever read. Complete Sin. (18+)
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Words: 1457
No POV
It's been 3 hours and Spencer Reid hadn't stepped away from his desk. He couldn't take his mind off the unsolved murder case that occurred 50 years ago. He was obsessed with trying to solve it.
"Is everything okay?" Derek Morgan asked.
Reid sighs as he closed the file. "No, I can't get this unsolved case out of my mind," Reid muttered.
"I know how much you want to have all the answers, but all this happened decades ago." Derek replied as he sat on the table next to Spencer's notebook.
"I know, but still, what if it was your kid? You would want answers. This could happen again and we are not prepped for it."
Derek sighed. "Kid, look at me." Spencer did as Derek ordered, staring into his dark brown eyes. "Why don't you have a break, come back to it tomorrow."
Spencer thought about that statement for a moment before standing up, cupping Derek's face, smashing their lips together.
Derek wrapped his arm around Spencer waist pulling the boy closer against him. Derek deepens the kiss, as his tongue roam the boy mouth. Spencer pulled away, placing his head on Derek's, staring into his eyes. "Do you want to go all the way?" Spencer asked innocently.
Derek smiled and nodded. "Anything to help get your mind off of things," Derek spoke as he stroke Spencer cheeks.
"How do you want to do this?" Derek asked as he lead his best friend to his bedroom.
"I want it rough, I want to forget about my stress," Spencer spoke.
Derek sat on the bed, extending his hand, gesturing for the boy to join him. Spencer walked toward the bed holding his hand out to Derek. Derek jerked the boy down next to him.
Derek's hands lifted Spencer's shirt to reveal his nipples and small frame, kissing his neck softly.
Spencer couldn't help but to moan as Derek's tongue traced his neck. Spencer's unbuttoned Derek's trousers, pulling them down to his knees, struggling to get them off.
"Let me help you, darling. How about you get on the bed and relax," Derek spoke. Spencer was wanting to protest, but thought against it. He needed to get his mind off of work.
Spencer laid down, removing himself of all his clothes, wanting Derek's fingers so badly.
Spencer watched as Derek's muscle flex as he removed his clothes. "Tell me what you want, pretty boy."
"I want you inside me, now," Spencer replied.
Derek smiled as he grabbed the bottle of lube and joined Spencer on the bed.
"C-can you finger me?" Spencer asked as he pulled Derek's boxers down, his mouth watering.
"Do you want to suck my cock while I do?" Derek asked. Spencer's eyes light up at the idea.
