Me Screaming in Your Ear
Title: Me Screaming in Your Ear
Author: lilijuliet
Pairing: Morgan/Reid
Rating: NC17
Summary: This is a mini fill of a tumblr prompt. Reid's retaliation in the prank wars is tweaked a bit. Instead of high pitched screaming Morgan hears Reid doing the dirty talk the whole plane ride home.
The return flights home have become his sanctuary. Once he boards the jet, the tension of the day usually slips from his shoulders. Sometimes he actually visualizes physically removing the burden of his work from his body, but that wasn't necessary today. Morgan felt good. He was ready to return to Quantico.
Headphones in place, he shifts about to get settled. He allows his mind to pause for a moment, turning back to the news conference. Yes, giving out Reid's number was an inspired prank, Morgan chuckled, very pleased with himself. Glancing out the window, he slouches in his seat and turns on his music. He was definitely in the mood for something upbeat. Maybe even something a little sexy. He knew exactly what song he wanted to hear.
The melody drifts into Morgan's ears and his body involuntarily starts to sway to it. Just as he is about to hum along, a noise jars him out of his reverie. It's oddly like a skipping record. Next a familiar moan sounds out, "Mmmh, Derek."
What the hell?!?!
"Derek," a voice pants out breathily,"please. Take. Them. Off."
Derek casts a furtive glance around the plane. Emily was fully engaged in her newspaper and Reid was... asleep? No, Morgan notices the trace of a smirk on Reid's face.
"I want your dick. I want you to ram your thick, hard cock down my throat."
Derek can't believe what he's hearing. He knows it's not the time or place to listen to this recording. He should turn it off. But he can't. He can't resist the pull of his lover's sultry voice.
The voice was lowering to a near whisper, dripping with need, "Fuck my mouth, Babe. I want to stretch my lips around you."
Derek was squirming in his seat, trying to obscure the tenting in his pants. He can almost feel Reid's wet, warm mouth engulfing him. He convinces himself that Emily will just think he's fidgety today and raises the volume slightly.
" I want to suck you till...oh god, it's so big, Derek!" God,Reid was making slurping noises. Derek closes his eyes and finds himself going completely still.
Emily sets the newspaper down on her lap. Morgan's music was now bordering on the obscene, and she really couldn't take another second of it, "Morgan!"
Quickly, Morgan began pressing at his iPod, frantically trying to stop the moans that were pouring out. Suddenly, his phone began to ring. Great! It was Garcia. If he doesn't take this call...Derek weighs the wrath of Garcia against the wrath of Prentiss and decides to answer. Emily glares at him.
"Hey Baby Girl-"
"Nnngh! Fuck me harder Derek, I want to feel you for days." Reid's voice rings out, clear as a bell, "Right there. YES!"
With a grin, Rossi leans over, wiggling a white napkin in Morgan's face. Beside Rossi, Reid is still faking sleep.
Smiling, Emily gets up with a show of disgust, "Ugh! Why can't you boys save this for home? All those thin hotel walls are bad enough."
A wide grin passes over Reid's face.
"Alright Reid, it's on. Just know that payback's are a bitch."
Author: lilijuliet
Pairing: Morgan/Reid
Rating: NC17
Summary: This is a mini fill of a tumblr prompt. Reid's retaliation in the prank wars is tweaked a bit. Instead of high pitched screaming Morgan hears Reid doing the dirty talk the whole plane ride home.
The return flights home have become his sanctuary. Once he boards the jet, the tension of the day usually slips from his shoulders. Sometimes he actually visualizes physically removing the burden of his work from his body, but that wasn't necessary today. Morgan felt good. He was ready to return to Quantico.
Headphones in place, he shifts about to get settled. He allows his mind to pause for a moment, turning back to the news conference. Yes, giving out Reid's number was an inspired prank, Morgan chuckled, very pleased with himself. Glancing out the window, he slouches in his seat and turns on his music. He was definitely in the mood for something upbeat. Maybe even something a little sexy. He knew exactly what song he wanted to hear.
The melody drifts into Morgan's ears and his body involuntarily starts to sway to it. Just as he is about to hum along, a noise jars him out of his reverie. It's oddly like a skipping record. Next a familiar moan sounds out, "Mmmh, Derek."
What the hell?!?!
"Derek," a voice pants out breathily,"please. Take. Them. Off."
Derek casts a furtive glance around the plane. Emily was fully engaged in her newspaper and Reid was... asleep? No, Morgan notices the trace of a smirk on Reid's face.
"I want your dick. I want you to ram your thick, hard cock down my throat."
Derek can't believe what he's hearing. He knows it's not the time or place to listen to this recording. He should turn it off. But he can't. He can't resist the pull of his lover's sultry voice.
The voice was lowering to a near whisper, dripping with need, "Fuck my mouth, Babe. I want to stretch my lips around you."
Derek was squirming in his seat, trying to obscure the tenting in his pants. He can almost feel Reid's wet, warm mouth engulfing him. He convinces himself that Emily will just think he's fidgety today and raises the volume slightly.
" I want to suck you till...oh god, it's so big, Derek!" God,Reid was making slurping noises. Derek closes his eyes and finds himself going completely still.
Emily sets the newspaper down on her lap. Morgan's music was now bordering on the obscene, and she really couldn't take another second of it, "Morgan!"
Quickly, Morgan began pressing at his iPod, frantically trying to stop the moans that were pouring out. Suddenly, his phone began to ring. Great! It was Garcia. If he doesn't take this call...Derek weighs the wrath of Garcia against the wrath of Prentiss and decides to answer. Emily glares at him.
"Hey Baby Girl-"
"Nnngh! Fuck me harder Derek, I want to feel you for days." Reid's voice rings out, clear as a bell, "Right there. YES!"
With a grin, Rossi leans over, wiggling a white napkin in Morgan's face. Beside Rossi, Reid is still faking sleep.
Smiling, Emily gets up with a show of disgust, "Ugh! Why can't you boys save this for home? All those thin hotel walls are bad enough."
A wide grin passes over Reid's face.
"Alright Reid, it's on. Just know that payback's are a bitch."