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Pornography

"Sit," she stated with her arms across her chest as both Morgan and Spencer stood in front of her in her self-proclaimed bat cave.

"Mama, there aren't any chairs," Morgan pointed out, gesturing with his finger in the hand that was holding his coffee.

"Still, sit," she continued. The agents both shared a look before Spencer shrugged and sat criss-cross on the ground. "I will pummel you with my delicately moisturized hands," she threatened Morgan. He rolled his eyes and sat down next to Spencer nonetheless.

"Don't play the video, that'll just be weird," Morgan said as Garcia aimed to type something into her computer.

"Technically it's considered pornography so--"

"Pretty boy, I don't think that'll help," he chuckled as Garcia smirked.

"It's true! I didn't make the rules," Spencer huffed.

"Do you really want Garcia to label that as porn?" Morgan perked a brow and he frowned.

"No," he shook his head.

"You guys are so adorable," Garcia cooed. "I just wanted to let you know," she pointed at Morgan, "that I love you my chocolate thunder but if you break my baby boy's heart I will break you mister!" she warned. "And you, don't let him corrupt you," she pointed at Spencer with a smile.

"Hey!" Morgan protested. "Why am I the only one in trouble here?"

"Because you're you--" Morgan gaped in offense, "--and Spencer is my sweet precious," she smiled at the doctor. Reid grinned at Morgan's very offended face. "Anyway my loves, I, unfortunately, will not be uploading that to PornHub because you're FBI agents and Hotch would cuff me. It also won't go on Youtube because it'll be too hot for monetization," she stated sadly.

"What about consent?" Morgan questioned as if it were obvious.

"Oh, whatever," she waved him off.

"What are you guys talking about and why are you two on the ground?" Rossi frowned standing in the doorway.

"What's too hot for monetization?" Emily joined in. Spencer froze and zeroed his eyesight on the ground. They were definitely going to get in trouble if they got caught and Spencer was already planning three different ways of getting out of the country.

"I, er, found some interesting videos on the internet," Garcia said. "I had to consult before figuring out what to do."

"Oh, I wanna see," JJ popped her head up from behind Emily. Morgan glared at Garcia and Spencer was glad that look wasn't directed at him.

"Uh sure," she swiveled around and tapped quickly on her keyboard. Spencer looked over at Morgan nervously, trying not to panic.

"What's this button do?" Morgan stood up and pressed the delete button.

"Morgan you erased it!" Garcia exclaimed.

"Oops, my bad," he shrugged.

"Where is everyone?" they all heard Hotch's voice and everyone immediately moved out and headed back into the bullpen.

"I better not see it on Youtube, crazy lady," Morgan pointed at her.

"Only in my private videos," she smirked. He chuckled before helping me off the ground. "Oh and don't worry. I won't say anything, I know the rules about the whole dating in between coworkers," she waved her hand.

"We're not dating," Spencer said, shaking his head and she frowned.

"So you just like kissing each other?" she furrowed her brows.