Cm Fic: Natural Needs (Rossi/Reid FRAO)
Title: Natural Needs
Author: LTxYx
Rating: FRAO/SC
Pairing: Rossi/Reid slash
Summary: Reid doesn't know the first thing about nature. Rossi teaches him a lesson.
Note: This is my first attempt to write Reid/Rossi. I wanted to try, although I usually prefer H/R. Please be gentle. I know it's not the most popular pairing LOL
Disclaimer: I don't own Criminal Minds.
Natural Needs
The last weak sun rays were illuminating the treetops, grazing the leaves with shades of orange and golden red. Only a few more minutes and the sun would set.
“It's getting dark,” David Rossi stated. “We should make a fire.”
Reid glanced around with an uneasy expression on his face. “Uh-hu.”
Just like their colleagues, the two profilers were on their way through the deep woods of Alabama. The team had split up in two-party groups to search for an Unsub that was hunting his victims in the forest. They had only vague hints where to look and so Hotch had decided that they should head off in smaller teams in order to increase their chances of finding the guy.
Of course, the unit chief had been aware that his youngest team member was not exactly a child of rough nature. Therefore, Hotch had paired him up with Rossi who was much more experienced in this field of operation.
“I think this is a good place to spend the night,” the older man announced and gestured to a little glade at the edge of the woods.
Reid shrugged. “If you say so.”
The profilers set up the tent and collected wood in the near vicinity.
In the dim light of dusk the younger agent watched with fascination how his colleague lit the fire.
“Where did you learn to do this?” he asked with undeniable admiration in his voice.
Rossi smiled as old memories flashed in his mind. “My father used to take me into the woods when I was a kid. He taught me how to survive without electricity and running water and all those things you're spoiled with when you live in the city.”
Reid leaned back on his elbows, his gaze captured by the lambent motions of the flames.
The senior profiler looked at the younger man's face. He saw how the kid's prominent cheek bones were highlighted by the orange glow coming from the fire. For the first time ever since he met the genius Rossi noticed the young doctor's very special beauty. With a little surprise the older man also noticed his own body reacting to the sight.
“Your dad never took you out into the nature?” he asked casually.
Never taking his eyes off the fire, Reid shook his head. “No,” he replied quietly. “Teaching me things was never one of his primary concerns.”
A sudden screaming noise made the younger man sit up and hastily grab his gun. “What was that?” he asked with a shiver in voice.
Rossi chuckled. “An eagle owl,” he said grinning. “They are an endangered species, so please put that gun away.”
Reid felt his cheeks getting hot with embarrassment. “Oh, sorry,” he murmured and stuffed the weapon back into his bag.
“Obviously your dad really didn't teach you the basic facts about the woods,” Rossi concluded, still wearing a grin on his face. He paused a second and looked at his young teammate who kept his head down, long strands of hair falling into the pretty face of his.
“What about other things?”
Now Reid glanced up and frowned. “What other things?”
“Well, things fathers should teach their sons,” the older man continued. He took a stick and began to poke into the fire. The strange rhythm of this movements caught Reid's attention. The young doctor found himself unable to tear his gaze away from Rossi's strong hand moving the piece of wood in and out of the ashes.
“I don't know what you mean...,” he said absent-mindedly.
Reid's fascination was not lost on the older man. Rossi saw his chance and took it. “I mean pleasant things,” he explained in a very smooth, lulling voice. “Things about you and your body. How to touch and where; how to give the same warm feeling to other people; how it feels like to have someone touching you, kissing you...,” he trailed off and looked at the younger man's face that was flushed now with something more than pure embarrassment. Rossi went on: “Did he never tell you what it's like to have someone licking your neck and down your chest, making you nipples all hard and hurting; how it feels like when a different hand than yours touches your dick, rubbing it, massaging it until you think you can't stand it anymore?”
Seduced by the sonorous tone of the older man's voice, Reid closed his eyes and whispered “no”.
“Well then maybe I should show you some things that I know,” Rossi suggested, pleased to see the bulge in Reid's pants becoming more visible with each word he was saying. Reid might be a genius, he thought, but push the right buttons and he's just a horny kid like every other young man in his twenties.
The senior profiler was hard himself already. The sight of the kid's growing arousal alongside the prospect of having that slender body beneath his own, open and willing and so very innocent...God, he wanted the boy desperately. Now would be nice.
“Crawl over to the tent and get my backpack,” he ordered in a tone that didn't seem to leave any room for argument.
Finally Reid looked away from the fire and at his superior. “C...crawl?” he asked in a hushed voice.
“Yeah, crawl,” Rossi confirmed. “I'd like to see that. And don't worry, you'll get your reward.”
Many different emotions flickered across the younger man's face. Shock and lust were definitely the dominant ones. The latter seemed to outweigh all doubts eventually. The doctor moved on his hands and knees and started to actually crawl towards the tent about twenty feet away from the camp fire.
Rossi watched, entranced by the young agent's backside that became more and more inviting with each movement.
Shoving the bag on the jagged ground with one hand, Reid approached his experienced colleague again. He stopped right in front of the older man, still on his hands and knees, looking up at him with big eyes.
Like a puppy that wants a treat, Rossi mused and couldn't quite hide the smirk on his face.
“Good boy,” he praised, amused by the rush of blood reddening Reid's cheek once again. Even in the weak light of the fire he could see the shame and shyness in those delicate features. But there was also desire...an unmistakable expression of want and need in Reid's face.
Adorable, was the only word that came to Rossi's mind to describe this awkward and so very young creature in front of him.
“Now to the reward,” he said in an almost businesslike tone. Rossi rummaged hastily in his backpack. The first thing he brought out was a folded blanket. “Want you to be comfortable,” he commented and handed the soft cover to Reid. “Strip and lay down.” Like it was the most normal thing in the world.
The younger man stared at his colleague. He wanted to protest. “Uhm...,” was the only thing he managed to get out, however.
“Don't be shy,” Rossi said, still busy with fishing things out of his bag. “I want to show you some things you can't learn from books.”
When Reid didn't move, the older man looked up. “Lie.Down.Now.” A very stern look and a very serious voice.
True to his submissive nature, the young agent complied. He spread the blanket on the soft grass and began to undress.
“Now lie down on your back and relax,” Rossi ordered when Reid was finally completely naked.
Reid put his hands in his lap to hide his now very stiff manhood. He cleared his throat. “W...what do y...you ...?”
“I wanna make you feel good. That's it,” Rossi interrupted the stuttering. He put his hands on the younger man's shoulders and pushed him firmly down onto the blanket. “Close your eyes and let me take care of you.”
Unable to resist any longer, Reid shut his eyes tightly and focused on the feeling of the heavier man's weight on him.
Rossi leaned down and started to lick and nibble on the young agent's earlobes. He let his tongue wander down the long neck and sucked greedily at Reid's collar bone.
At this, the genius drew a deep shuddering breath.
“Feel good?” the older man asked lowly, knowing the answer already. As expected, Reid nodded.
Rossi then moved his mouth further down, tasting the soft, pale skin, at the same time rubbing his thumbs over his colleague's stiff nipples.
The immediate response came in form of a sharp hiss.
“Gorgeous,” the senior profiler murmured as he found his way to Reid's remarkable erection. Ever so lightly he teased the top of the younger man's cock with his tongue, knowing that it wouldn't take much to send him over the edge. And he didn't want this to be over all too soon. Rossi grabbed Reid's lean thighs with strong hands and placed them over his own shoulders. He needed full access for what he was going to do next.
For a very brief moment Reid glanced down at the older man between his legs. He felt like in a completely different universe right now. This was not supposed to happen. Rossi was not supposed to kneel between his parted legs and...Oh God...he was certainly not supposed to to have his tongue...there. The young profiler let his head fall back in defeat. He was terrified and utterly aroused at the same time and he was currently not in the position to fight the things that were about to happen.
Rossi felt the short moment of tension as Reid glanced up. However, he was too eager and experienced to let himself being stopped by that. He lowered his head and started to lick the soft skin around Reid's entrance, every now again probing the protective muscle with practiced movements of his tongue. He'd done this so many times before - to men and women - and the reaction was always the same. Not much longer and Reid would beg him to fuck him. Which was the final goal, of course.
More forcefully, Rossi pushed his tongue inside the younger man who started wriggling uncontrollably and making strange choked noises.
“You like that?” he asked in a low voice.
Reid inhaled deeply. “Yes, oh God, don't stop..., please..., Dave...more...”
The older smirked. That was easy. He took the small tube he'd found in his bag and put some lube on his hand.
With his mouth Rossi began to stimulate Reid's erect member, while the index finger of his right hand found its way into the younger man's heated body.
Reid stopped pleading and breathing at this unexpected and very unfamiliar intrusion. Rossi kept his finger still and waited for a sign to continue. After a long moment of complete silence, the young agent let out the breath he'd held. The older man felt him relax slightly around his finger and began to move it slowly in and out.
Rossi took his time preparing his prey. Given the tightness of Reid's inside and the kid's exuberant reaction, he was probably not used to this kind of physical closeness - perhaps this was the very first time for him. Even though the idea of finishing the prelude and simply fuck the boy was rather tempting, Rossi decided against it. It wouldn't do him any good to scare the kid. He would be ready soon enough.
With that thought in mind, the older man crooked his finger and hit the spot.
Reid screamed. Although he knew - in theory - what Rossi had touched there, he'd never been aware that something could ever feel so incredibly intense.
The older man took the chance while Reid was distracted to add a second finger. He wanted to move it on already. His own trousers had become seriously restricting now and he was not willing to control himself much longer.
From the moment Rossi had discovered his most sensitive spot, Reid's mind had excused itself and for once the young doctor's brain had shut down completely. He wanted more - damn the consequences.
And so he moaned and squirmed and whimpered as Rossi worked his fingers inside him and his mouth on him. Until finally: “Dave...please...I want...just...God, please fuck me.”
The older man looked inquiringly at Reid's flushed face, but the younger man had his eyes closed and for the moment, didn't seem to be in any condition to answer further questions.
Rossi grinned. Who was he to deny Reid that little request?
“If you insist.” He removed his fingers from his young colleague's opening and brought himself in position.
“There you go.” And he pushed firmly into Reid's ass, not caring anymore about pain and fear and responsibility. Once settled deep inside, he paused and looked at his teammate's face. To Rossi's surprise, the young man stared right back at him, his eyes watering at the forceful thrust. Sure this must hurt, the older man mused and forced himself to keep still a little longer in order to let Reid's muscles adjust.
The man beneath him took some deep shuddering breaths, before whispering: “Move already.”
Rossi was more than willing to comply. He pulled back all the way and slammed harder into the slender, sweaty body that seemed to accept the second invasion much better. The older man could feel Reid going limp, opening for Rossi as much as possible.
The senior profiler lifted the younger man's slim hips to get even closer and started to fuck him with steady, hard thrusts. To watch the boy lying beneath him with his eyes closed and his mouth slightly open was a turn on itself. Rossi used his hands to stroke and caress Reid's hard manhood while his own cock pushed relentlessly into the kid's hot inside.
After a while they had found their rhythm and the man on top learned which angle he needed to hit Reid's spot. It didn't take long. The unfamiliar pleasure of being stimulated both ways brought the younger man quickly to an almost violent orgasm.
Reid threw his head back and moaned loudly as the waves of release rushed through his whole body with unimaginable force. Rossi sped up his movements. As he felt the young agent's inside spasm and clench around his cock, he shoved in with one final hard thrust and came with a husky groan.
For a few seconds the world seemed to stand still for both men, until finally Rossi came back to his senses and pulled out slowly.
Reid merely winced. With his eyes closed, he just lay sprawled on the blanket, not caring about anything anymore.
Rossi looked down at the spent boy he was supposed to keep safe in the woods. He thought briefly that Hotch wouldn't be overly happy about his agents' late night encounter.
“You alright, kid?” the older agent asked casually. Not that he felt guilty about what had happened, but he felt he should at least make sure the boy was okay.
“Yeah,” Reid breathed weakly. “God, no one's ever done that to me before.” Eyes still shut, a small smile on his lips.
“Well, there's always a first time,” Rossi said with a shrug. “You should get into the tent. It's getting cold.”
Reid got up slowly, picking up his clothes from the ground. He didn't put them on though. Instead he walked naked and on wobbly legs to the entrance of the tent and awkwardly climbed in.
Rossi watched the younger man disappear and wondered briefly if he should try and talk to the kid about what had happened.
However, a teasing voice from the inside of the tent interrupted his thoughts.
“You coming, Dave?”
Author: LTxYx
Rating: FRAO/SC
Pairing: Rossi/Reid slash
Summary: Reid doesn't know the first thing about nature. Rossi teaches him a lesson.
Note: This is my first attempt to write Reid/Rossi. I wanted to try, although I usually prefer H/R. Please be gentle. I know it's not the most popular pairing LOL
Disclaimer: I don't own Criminal Minds.
Natural Needs
The last weak sun rays were illuminating the treetops, grazing the leaves with shades of orange and golden red. Only a few more minutes and the sun would set.
“It's getting dark,” David Rossi stated. “We should make a fire.”
Reid glanced around with an uneasy expression on his face. “Uh-hu.”
Just like their colleagues, the two profilers were on their way through the deep woods of Alabama. The team had split up in two-party groups to search for an Unsub that was hunting his victims in the forest. They had only vague hints where to look and so Hotch had decided that they should head off in smaller teams in order to increase their chances of finding the guy.
Of course, the unit chief had been aware that his youngest team member was not exactly a child of rough nature. Therefore, Hotch had paired him up with Rossi who was much more experienced in this field of operation.
“I think this is a good place to spend the night,” the older man announced and gestured to a little glade at the edge of the woods.
Reid shrugged. “If you say so.”
The profilers set up the tent and collected wood in the near vicinity.
In the dim light of dusk the younger agent watched with fascination how his colleague lit the fire.
“Where did you learn to do this?” he asked with undeniable admiration in his voice.
Rossi smiled as old memories flashed in his mind. “My father used to take me into the woods when I was a kid. He taught me how to survive without electricity and running water and all those things you're spoiled with when you live in the city.”
Reid leaned back on his elbows, his gaze captured by the lambent motions of the flames.
The senior profiler looked at the younger man's face. He saw how the kid's prominent cheek bones were highlighted by the orange glow coming from the fire. For the first time ever since he met the genius Rossi noticed the young doctor's very special beauty. With a little surprise the older man also noticed his own body reacting to the sight.
“Your dad never took you out into the nature?” he asked casually.
Never taking his eyes off the fire, Reid shook his head. “No,” he replied quietly. “Teaching me things was never one of his primary concerns.”
A sudden screaming noise made the younger man sit up and hastily grab his gun. “What was that?” he asked with a shiver in voice.
Rossi chuckled. “An eagle owl,” he said grinning. “They are an endangered species, so please put that gun away.”
Reid felt his cheeks getting hot with embarrassment. “Oh, sorry,” he murmured and stuffed the weapon back into his bag.
“Obviously your dad really didn't teach you the basic facts about the woods,” Rossi concluded, still wearing a grin on his face. He paused a second and looked at his young teammate who kept his head down, long strands of hair falling into the pretty face of his.
“What about other things?”
Now Reid glanced up and frowned. “What other things?”
“Well, things fathers should teach their sons,” the older man continued. He took a stick and began to poke into the fire. The strange rhythm of this movements caught Reid's attention. The young doctor found himself unable to tear his gaze away from Rossi's strong hand moving the piece of wood in and out of the ashes.
“I don't know what you mean...,” he said absent-mindedly.
Reid's fascination was not lost on the older man. Rossi saw his chance and took it. “I mean pleasant things,” he explained in a very smooth, lulling voice. “Things about you and your body. How to touch and where; how to give the same warm feeling to other people; how it feels like to have someone touching you, kissing you...,” he trailed off and looked at the younger man's face that was flushed now with something more than pure embarrassment. Rossi went on: “Did he never tell you what it's like to have someone licking your neck and down your chest, making you nipples all hard and hurting; how it feels like when a different hand than yours touches your dick, rubbing it, massaging it until you think you can't stand it anymore?”
Seduced by the sonorous tone of the older man's voice, Reid closed his eyes and whispered “no”.
“Well then maybe I should show you some things that I know,” Rossi suggested, pleased to see the bulge in Reid's pants becoming more visible with each word he was saying. Reid might be a genius, he thought, but push the right buttons and he's just a horny kid like every other young man in his twenties.
The senior profiler was hard himself already. The sight of the kid's growing arousal alongside the prospect of having that slender body beneath his own, open and willing and so very innocent...God, he wanted the boy desperately. Now would be nice.
“Crawl over to the tent and get my backpack,” he ordered in a tone that didn't seem to leave any room for argument.
Finally Reid looked away from the fire and at his superior. “C...crawl?” he asked in a hushed voice.
“Yeah, crawl,” Rossi confirmed. “I'd like to see that. And don't worry, you'll get your reward.”
Many different emotions flickered across the younger man's face. Shock and lust were definitely the dominant ones. The latter seemed to outweigh all doubts eventually. The doctor moved on his hands and knees and started to actually crawl towards the tent about twenty feet away from the camp fire.
Rossi watched, entranced by the young agent's backside that became more and more inviting with each movement.
Shoving the bag on the jagged ground with one hand, Reid approached his experienced colleague again. He stopped right in front of the older man, still on his hands and knees, looking up at him with big eyes.
Like a puppy that wants a treat, Rossi mused and couldn't quite hide the smirk on his face.
“Good boy,” he praised, amused by the rush of blood reddening Reid's cheek once again. Even in the weak light of the fire he could see the shame and shyness in those delicate features. But there was also desire...an unmistakable expression of want and need in Reid's face.
Adorable, was the only word that came to Rossi's mind to describe this awkward and so very young creature in front of him.
“Now to the reward,” he said in an almost businesslike tone. Rossi rummaged hastily in his backpack. The first thing he brought out was a folded blanket. “Want you to be comfortable,” he commented and handed the soft cover to Reid. “Strip and lay down.” Like it was the most normal thing in the world.
The younger man stared at his colleague. He wanted to protest. “Uhm...,” was the only thing he managed to get out, however.
“Don't be shy,” Rossi said, still busy with fishing things out of his bag. “I want to show you some things you can't learn from books.”
When Reid didn't move, the older man looked up. “Lie.Down.Now.” A very stern look and a very serious voice.
True to his submissive nature, the young agent complied. He spread the blanket on the soft grass and began to undress.
“Now lie down on your back and relax,” Rossi ordered when Reid was finally completely naked.
Reid put his hands in his lap to hide his now very stiff manhood. He cleared his throat. “W...what do y...you ...?”
“I wanna make you feel good. That's it,” Rossi interrupted the stuttering. He put his hands on the younger man's shoulders and pushed him firmly down onto the blanket. “Close your eyes and let me take care of you.”
Unable to resist any longer, Reid shut his eyes tightly and focused on the feeling of the heavier man's weight on him.
Rossi leaned down and started to lick and nibble on the young agent's earlobes. He let his tongue wander down the long neck and sucked greedily at Reid's collar bone.
At this, the genius drew a deep shuddering breath.
“Feel good?” the older man asked lowly, knowing the answer already. As expected, Reid nodded.
Rossi then moved his mouth further down, tasting the soft, pale skin, at the same time rubbing his thumbs over his colleague's stiff nipples.
The immediate response came in form of a sharp hiss.
“Gorgeous,” the senior profiler murmured as he found his way to Reid's remarkable erection. Ever so lightly he teased the top of the younger man's cock with his tongue, knowing that it wouldn't take much to send him over the edge. And he didn't want this to be over all too soon. Rossi grabbed Reid's lean thighs with strong hands and placed them over his own shoulders. He needed full access for what he was going to do next.
For a very brief moment Reid glanced down at the older man between his legs. He felt like in a completely different universe right now. This was not supposed to happen. Rossi was not supposed to kneel between his parted legs and...Oh God...he was certainly not supposed to to have his tongue...there. The young profiler let his head fall back in defeat. He was terrified and utterly aroused at the same time and he was currently not in the position to fight the things that were about to happen.
Rossi felt the short moment of tension as Reid glanced up. However, he was too eager and experienced to let himself being stopped by that. He lowered his head and started to lick the soft skin around Reid's entrance, every now again probing the protective muscle with practiced movements of his tongue. He'd done this so many times before - to men and women - and the reaction was always the same. Not much longer and Reid would beg him to fuck him. Which was the final goal, of course.
More forcefully, Rossi pushed his tongue inside the younger man who started wriggling uncontrollably and making strange choked noises.
“You like that?” he asked in a low voice.
Reid inhaled deeply. “Yes, oh God, don't stop..., please..., Dave...more...”
The older smirked. That was easy. He took the small tube he'd found in his bag and put some lube on his hand.
With his mouth Rossi began to stimulate Reid's erect member, while the index finger of his right hand found its way into the younger man's heated body.
Reid stopped pleading and breathing at this unexpected and very unfamiliar intrusion. Rossi kept his finger still and waited for a sign to continue. After a long moment of complete silence, the young agent let out the breath he'd held. The older man felt him relax slightly around his finger and began to move it slowly in and out.
Rossi took his time preparing his prey. Given the tightness of Reid's inside and the kid's exuberant reaction, he was probably not used to this kind of physical closeness - perhaps this was the very first time for him. Even though the idea of finishing the prelude and simply fuck the boy was rather tempting, Rossi decided against it. It wouldn't do him any good to scare the kid. He would be ready soon enough.
With that thought in mind, the older man crooked his finger and hit the spot.
Reid screamed. Although he knew - in theory - what Rossi had touched there, he'd never been aware that something could ever feel so incredibly intense.
The older man took the chance while Reid was distracted to add a second finger. He wanted to move it on already. His own trousers had become seriously restricting now and he was not willing to control himself much longer.
From the moment Rossi had discovered his most sensitive spot, Reid's mind had excused itself and for once the young doctor's brain had shut down completely. He wanted more - damn the consequences.
And so he moaned and squirmed and whimpered as Rossi worked his fingers inside him and his mouth on him. Until finally: “Dave...please...I want...just...God, please fuck me.”
The older man looked inquiringly at Reid's flushed face, but the younger man had his eyes closed and for the moment, didn't seem to be in any condition to answer further questions.
Rossi grinned. Who was he to deny Reid that little request?
“If you insist.” He removed his fingers from his young colleague's opening and brought himself in position.
“There you go.” And he pushed firmly into Reid's ass, not caring anymore about pain and fear and responsibility. Once settled deep inside, he paused and looked at his teammate's face. To Rossi's surprise, the young man stared right back at him, his eyes watering at the forceful thrust. Sure this must hurt, the older man mused and forced himself to keep still a little longer in order to let Reid's muscles adjust.
The man beneath him took some deep shuddering breaths, before whispering: “Move already.”
Rossi was more than willing to comply. He pulled back all the way and slammed harder into the slender, sweaty body that seemed to accept the second invasion much better. The older man could feel Reid going limp, opening for Rossi as much as possible.
The senior profiler lifted the younger man's slim hips to get even closer and started to fuck him with steady, hard thrusts. To watch the boy lying beneath him with his eyes closed and his mouth slightly open was a turn on itself. Rossi used his hands to stroke and caress Reid's hard manhood while his own cock pushed relentlessly into the kid's hot inside.
After a while they had found their rhythm and the man on top learned which angle he needed to hit Reid's spot. It didn't take long. The unfamiliar pleasure of being stimulated both ways brought the younger man quickly to an almost violent orgasm.
Reid threw his head back and moaned loudly as the waves of release rushed through his whole body with unimaginable force. Rossi sped up his movements. As he felt the young agent's inside spasm and clench around his cock, he shoved in with one final hard thrust and came with a husky groan.
For a few seconds the world seemed to stand still for both men, until finally Rossi came back to his senses and pulled out slowly.
Reid merely winced. With his eyes closed, he just lay sprawled on the blanket, not caring about anything anymore.
Rossi looked down at the spent boy he was supposed to keep safe in the woods. He thought briefly that Hotch wouldn't be overly happy about his agents' late night encounter.
“You alright, kid?” the older agent asked casually. Not that he felt guilty about what had happened, but he felt he should at least make sure the boy was okay.
“Yeah,” Reid breathed weakly. “God, no one's ever done that to me before.” Eyes still shut, a small smile on his lips.
“Well, there's always a first time,” Rossi said with a shrug. “You should get into the tent. It's getting cold.”
Reid got up slowly, picking up his clothes from the ground. He didn't put them on though. Instead he walked naked and on wobbly legs to the entrance of the tent and awkwardly climbed in.
Rossi watched the younger man disappear and wondered briefly if he should try and talk to the kid about what had happened.
However, a teasing voice from the inside of the tent interrupted his thoughts.
“You coming, Dave?”