Fanfic: Tonight, I'm Gonna Be A Little Selfish [1/4]
Title: Tonight, I'm Gonna Be A Little Selfish [1/3?]
Author: freakingdork
Rating: FRM
Characters: Morgan/Reid
Word Count: 480
Note: Originally written for kink!meme 4, slightly edited since then.
Prompt: masturbation!kink...pre-slash (can go further)...Reid likes to watch, but pretends he is asleep. Morgan likes to put on a show, but pretends to not know he has an audience.
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Recent budget cuts to the department had forced the team to start sharing hotel rooms a few months back. The pairs were always the same - JJ and Prentiss, Rossi and Hotch, Morgan and Reid. It was mostly out of habit, but there were other reasons too. The girls felt more comfortable together, Hotch and Rossi were old friends, and, well, Morgan and Reid...
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The first time it happened, Reid nearly had a heart attack. He'd been slightly roused out of sleep by a quiet groan and he'd almost gotten up to make sure Morgan was okay. It was the next noise that stopped him, that familiar slapping of skin that he usually only heard when he was at home, alone in his bed. His breath hitched. '...no way is this happening, you're just dreaming, you've got to be dreaming...' Then a ragged "fuuuuck" escaped Morgans lips and he saw the faint outline of Morgan arching his back, cum shooting from his substantial erection. He had to struggle to keep his own breathing even, to resist the urge to deal with his raging hard on. Needless to say, he hadn't gotten much sleep that night.
Or the next night when it happened again.
As the months went on, it did become easier and yet, harder to deal with. His guilt about listening in eased and he didn't have as much trouble keeping his breathing even or falling back to sleep afterwards, but every time he was awakened to the noises of Morgan masturbating, it became increasingly difficult to ignore his feelings for the other man.
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Morgan knew it was a bad idea to jerk off with Reid in the same room, but his need for release got the best of him and hell, the kid was sleeping. He thought he'd been quiet, but when he heard Reid's breath hitch that first time, he'd come harder and faster than he had in a long time. Seeing Reid's obvious lack of sleep the next day had confirmed that he really had woken Reid and he felt a little guilty, but not guilty enough to keep him from pretending he didn't know why his friend was so tired.
Or from doing it again the next night.
The orgasm had been so intense that he couldn't resist, even though he knew it was wrong and rather unfair, and the continued intensity kept him doing it. Over the months, he'd perfected it - he'd wait until the genius was just on the edges of sleep before starting, careful to make enough noise to wake him, but not enough to let on that he was doing it on purpose.
The first time he woke to sounds of Reid rubbing one out, Morgan nearly had a heart attack. Once he'd heard Reid come, whining and gasping like Morgan imagined he would, he smiled to himself.
'...this could be fun...'
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Part 2
Part 3
Author: freakingdork
Rating: FRM
Characters: Morgan/Reid
Word Count: 480
Note: Originally written for kink!meme 4, slightly edited since then.
Prompt: masturbation!kink...pre-slash (can go further)...Reid likes to watch, but pretends he is asleep. Morgan likes to put on a show, but pretends to not know he has an audience.
***
Recent budget cuts to the department had forced the team to start sharing hotel rooms a few months back. The pairs were always the same - JJ and Prentiss, Rossi and Hotch, Morgan and Reid. It was mostly out of habit, but there were other reasons too. The girls felt more comfortable together, Hotch and Rossi were old friends, and, well, Morgan and Reid...
***
The first time it happened, Reid nearly had a heart attack. He'd been slightly roused out of sleep by a quiet groan and he'd almost gotten up to make sure Morgan was okay. It was the next noise that stopped him, that familiar slapping of skin that he usually only heard when he was at home, alone in his bed. His breath hitched. '...no way is this happening, you're just dreaming, you've got to be dreaming...' Then a ragged "fuuuuck" escaped Morgans lips and he saw the faint outline of Morgan arching his back, cum shooting from his substantial erection. He had to struggle to keep his own breathing even, to resist the urge to deal with his raging hard on. Needless to say, he hadn't gotten much sleep that night.
Or the next night when it happened again.
As the months went on, it did become easier and yet, harder to deal with. His guilt about listening in eased and he didn't have as much trouble keeping his breathing even or falling back to sleep afterwards, but every time he was awakened to the noises of Morgan masturbating, it became increasingly difficult to ignore his feelings for the other man.
***
Morgan knew it was a bad idea to jerk off with Reid in the same room, but his need for release got the best of him and hell, the kid was sleeping. He thought he'd been quiet, but when he heard Reid's breath hitch that first time, he'd come harder and faster than he had in a long time. Seeing Reid's obvious lack of sleep the next day had confirmed that he really had woken Reid and he felt a little guilty, but not guilty enough to keep him from pretending he didn't know why his friend was so tired.
Or from doing it again the next night.
The orgasm had been so intense that he couldn't resist, even though he knew it was wrong and rather unfair, and the continued intensity kept him doing it. Over the months, he'd perfected it - he'd wait until the genius was just on the edges of sleep before starting, careful to make enough noise to wake him, but not enough to let on that he was doing it on purpose.
The first time he woke to sounds of Reid rubbing one out, Morgan nearly had a heart attack. Once he'd heard Reid come, whining and gasping like Morgan imagined he would, he smiled to himself.
'...this could be fun...'
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Part 2
Part 3