Title: Decrescendo Accelerando, a Duet
Author: Druscilla Ryan
Rating: NC-17; FRAO.
Pairing: Slash, Reid/OMC.
Series: 1) Overture in Solo, Prelude to Decrescendo Accelerando
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters that you recognize. Jimmy is mine. If you recognize him... you're weird.
Author's Notes: This story is set before Elle left the BAU.
This is a link to a list of the musical terms applicable to both this story and it's prequel - Overture in Solo, Prelude to Decrescendo Accelerando.
Summary: His eyes lighted on the boy quite quickly. Tall, skinny, pale. Almost evocative of himself, except accentuated. The boy wore dark colors to draw out the whiteness of his skin, thick eyeliner to dramatize his eyes. Reid turned back to the table. "Ha ha." he said dryly, but his mind was reeling.
A Duet; for two voices or instruments; together; two instruments are to play in unison, after divisi or a solo passage for one of the instruments.

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Decrescendo Accelerando, a Duet
Movement I.

"Hey, Reid," Morgan said with a laugh, "someone's checking you out." He nodded across the table, toward the bar.

Reid turned his head skeptically. His eyes lighted on the boy quite quickly. Tall, skinny, pale. Almost evocative of himself, except accentuated. The boy wore dark colors to draw out the whiteness of his skin, thick eyeliner to dramatize his eyes. Reid turned back to the table. "Ha ha." he said dryly, but his mind was reeling.

The boy was drinking light beer. Probably because if he drank anything else the waistband of the jeans he was wearing would tear. Light beer, to Reid, however seemed safe. It wasn't Scotch, wasn't bourbon. He couldn't picture that boy not listening to him when he managed to mumble the word ‘slower' through the pain. He was safe.

He hated himself for thinking about the situation like that. Sex shouldn't be logical. It should be about chemistry and emotion, even if the emotion is lust. It shouldn't be a decision based on light beer. but after too many nights scented with bourbon, scotch, and whiskey he was willing to be logical.

He made excuses as everyone else left the bar, declining JJ's offer of a ride. He watched the boy at the bar casually until the piercing green eyes finally caught his. Standing up, the boy slowly made his way up to the table Reid was sitting at. He was holding the bottle of light beer in his hand. Reid could see the rectangle of a cell phone in the front pocket of his jeans.

"Hi." the boy said, voice slightly sensual but quiet. He sat down in the chair on Reid's left, black hair falling in his eyes. "What are you waiting for?"

Reid's eyes widened slightly, both in confusion and surprise. "Wh-what?"

"Everyone left but you." The boy gave a smile. "So, what are you waiting for?"

Reid lowered his eyes, tucking a strand of hair behind his ear. "I, umm . . ."

The boy put his beer down on the table, leaning forward and resting both of his hands on Reid's thighs. "Did you just find it?" he asked quietly, green eyes flashing. When Reid looked up, the boy leaned forward and pressed his lips to the other's. "Well?"

"Yeah." Reid said softly. "I think I did."

They managed to make it to Reid's car, lips continuously pressing together in heated kisses. The boy neglected his seat belt once they began driving, instead pressing his body to Reid's and putting his mouth to use on the delicate, cream skin of the other's neck. "I'm Jimmy." he said between kisses. "Well," Jimmy asked after a moment of silence, "aren't you going to tell me your name, gorgeous?" He nibbled on the other boy's ear.

Reid's skin flushed. "It's, umm, Spencer." he managed to choke out.

"Fitting." Jimmy said, teeth nipping at Reid's neck. He slid a hand up to his tie, skillfully managing to undo it with one hand. "Where are we going?"

Reid managed a laugh. "Don't you think you should have asked that before you got in my car? I could be taking you somewhere to kill you."

"You're not going to kill me." Jimmy said assuredly. "I haven't even blown you yet."

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The kisses were desperate, hungry. The taste of alcohol was faint. Reid broke the kiss to tug Jimmy's black shirt over his head. His own shirt had been lost somewhere between the front door and the bedroom. Jimmy's hands threaded through Reid's hair as they fell back onto the crimson sheets. A few moments of desperate kisses and running hands over flesh, a few moments of nothing more than being.

Jimmy's hand slid down Reid's chest, stopping at his waist to undo the button on his jeans. It took a moment to unfasten it with one hand, but he managed. He hooked his fingers under the waistband of both jeans and boxers and tugged them off, Reid lifting his hips slightly to help with the removal of the unwanted articles of clothing. Quickly, Jimmy lowered his head, lips parted and mouth wrapping around the other's hard cock. His head moved up and down briskly, as his lips and tongue performed to their best.

Reid's moans echoed in the room, as he brought a hand down to grip Jimmy's hair. After nearly ten minutes of moaning and lips and cursing and sucking, Jimmy pulled away. "Do you have any lube?" he asked. Reid pointed to the nightstand and the boy got off the bed, sliding the drawer open. A bottle of lubricant and a box of condoms, unopened. His fingers hastily opened it, grabbing one of the square packets and tearing it open with his teeth.

He slid his jeans off; the condom was already on when he got back onto the bed, sliding between Reid's legs. He opened the lubricant, coating his fingers liberally. He slid his first finger in gently, thrusting it in and out slowly. A second finger was added shortly after and then, after Reid had loosened up and relaxed, a third.

"Ready?" Jimmy asked softly after a few minutes.

Reid nodded, only half comprehending the sentence. He knew light beer had been a good choice.

Jimmy wiped his hand on the sheets, slowly sliding upward until his green eyes were staring into Reid's. Slowly and gently, Jimmy entered the older of the pair. "Relax." he murmured when he felt Reid tense around him. "Just relax." Soon enough he was completely inside the other, lost in the intoxicating bliss of the heat and tightness. His eyes glazed over; he had never been on top before. "Wrap your legs around my waist."

After a moment of hesitation, Reid obeyed. He moaned as their entire angle shifted. So much more sexual, more sensual. Their bodies were as close together as they could be without losing themselves in each other. Neither one of them was ready for that yet. It was still simply sex after all.

Jimmy began pulling out and thrusting back into Reid. His lips emitted short, breathy gasps. He brushed Reid's brown hair from his face. "S-Slower." the older said in what sounded like a choked voice.

Jimmy immediately did. "That better?" he asked gently. Reid gave a nod, biting his lip and staring up into green eyes. He brought his hands to Jimmy's shoulders, gripping them tightly. His moans increased tempo, decreased in sound. Decrescendo accelerando.

Jimmy's fingers trailed down Reid's chest, then one by one wrapped around the base of his cock. Reid moaned and closed his eyes as Jimmy began rapidly pumping his hand. His arms slipped up around the younger boy's neck. His moans became more breathy, his teeth biting his bottom lip. His hips bucked slightly, involuntarily.

Jimmy's lips pressed to Reid's collarbone, his neck, his shoulders. "Spencer." he whispered in a voice thick with arousal. The speed of his hand increased as he repeated the name.

Hazel eyes flew open at the sound of it. "You . . . can go faster now." he managed to choke out. About two minutes after Jimmy's thrusts increased in speed, Reid's body tensed. His eyes squeezed shut and his nails dug into Jimmy's neck. He fought his moans as his back arched. He came in Jimmy's hand, body shaking as if he were having a seizure.

Jimmy didn't have as much control, or else didn't see the need for it. His lips pressed hard to Reid's as he rocked his hips against the other boy's. He broke the kiss as his own orgasm started, cursing and biting at Reid's neck. "Oh, fuck . . . Spencer . . . fuck . . ." The speed of his thrusts increased as he continued to come, words fading until they were inaudible and then finally disappearing altogether.

"Fuck." he said one last time, collapsing against Reid as he finished. A few minutes later he pulled out, removing the condom and throwing it in the trash can beside Reid's bed. They exchanged a few kisses before falling asleep, facing each other though not touching.

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Reid woke up to his cell phone ringing. Jimmy as already awake, sitting up and watching the other boy sleep. He reached across Reid's chest and grabbed the cell phone from the nightstand, handing it to him. The caller ID read ‘Hotchner'.

Reid pressed a finger to his lips before answering the call. "Hello?" he asked, stifling a yawn. "Yeah, I'll be there." He clicked the phone shut. "I have to go to work. Get dressed and I'll take you home." Shocked at his own brazenness, he grabbed the back of Jimmy's neck and pressed their lips together. "If I gave you my number," he asked, "would you use it?"

"Frequently." Jimmy answered, giggling slightly.

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