Title: Honey of Mine
Author: icky_crane
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers/Warnings: None.
Summary: "Don't worry, I'll clean you up,"
Disclaimer: Do not own.
Author's Note: Thank you to all who commented my first fic ever on here, I really appreciated it.

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"Did you know, honey is the only food that never spoils?" Reid questions, and Morgan has to shake his head in a way he only does for the young Doctor, because really, only Reid could mention something along those lines when laying flat on his back, eyes wide and curious. Only he could state facts about honey as Morgan poured the sticky substance along his chest, creating abstract drawings that only he could make out.

"That's good to know, kid," and it was, really was, because Morgan had plans to draw this out as long as he could, torture Reid till he was too flustered to say anything at all, and Morgan always succeeded in his plans to pleasure him. From his slender chest, Morgan spread what was left of the golden colored honey along his abdomen, mouth watering in anticipation.

"I'm sticky," Reid mutters, face bright red as his breathing picks up, labored and fast. Morgan was the only one Spencer was ever comfortable doing something like this with. No one else had that right, and it made the elder male feel good, more good than he was willing to admit out loud to anyone, but it shone through that bright, magnificent smile of his, and picked up his spirits whenever his mind dwelled on the matter in depth.

"Don't worry, I'll clean you up," Morgan responds with confidence, and Spencer can't think to answer. Not vocally at least, but the way his hips jolt slightly upward, and his tongue swipes against his bottom lip indicates that he's enjoying himself, a lot. Their experiments, as Reid liked to call them, had started out subtle. A spank here, nip there, but grew as their curiosity did so. The idea of what the other would allow, what the other wanted, secret fascinations the both of them had. They were at the point where they felt most secure, especially Derek. So, with a flash of charisma and a rivet of charm he brought up the idea of using the honey he had stored up in one of his kitchen cabinets.

Reid, surprisingly, was quick to want to test this method, and Morgan was more than willing to do it after his heart beat had settled back to what could be considered a normal pace. You never knew with the Doctor, what he was willing or unwilling to do, but this seemed to get him going in a good direction, which was more than extraordinary for Derek. The elder agent felt like a kid on Christmas, opening the largest, most expensive present of them all, the one your parents had denied to you till you had gotten through all the rest. Well, Morgan had been through them all, and none compared to the excitement he gained from unwrapping and gazing upon his slender counterpart.

The way Reid's skin projected against the dark cocoa of the sheets, porcelain flesh tinged pink and lined with a sheet of perspiration from his own want and nerves. Then there was the honey, blending in and standing out amongst his skin, sweet to the taste buds as Morgan trailed the soft of his tongue down the younger male's exaggerated collarbones. Listening to the gasps he was able to produce by the simple motion caused a burst of butterflies to flutter within his stomach, a sensation he was still getting use to. "You taste good."

"Me, or the honey?" Reid questions, and there was another exaggerated smile on Morgan's part. Truly, the elder hadn't figured out whether the young Doctor was as innocent as he seemed or quite the contrary, but he was betting on the latter of the two. By all means, Morgan didn't mind being teased and baited. If anything, it made things all the more interesting.

"Definitely you," Spencer's rather satisfied with that answer as Morgan trails his tongue lower, dipping into his navel, and God does he look beautiful doing it. When all seems well, his phone rings. There is an annoyed expression that spreads across Derek's face, and a worried one on Spencer's as his phone begins to ring also.
"Please tell me that it's not..."

"Yeah, it is. We have a case." The worry intensifies in Spencer as he looks down at the mess before him, not only that, but really, right when the going gets good.

"I'm covered in honey!" Reid defends as Morgan straightens up and shifts away from him, this just wasn't fair. All the times to be interrupted, it had to be a moment he was actually enjoying.

"Wash cloth on the kitchen sink," Derek replies, and though he doesn't show it as clearly as Reid does, he's just as let down.

Morgan sighs deeply, these things almost seemed repetitive. Victims, and the Unsub committing some of the most horrendous crimes. It took a lot out of him, and it wasn't until recently that Spencer was able to give him that lift he needed to continue doing what he was, fraternization rules aside, Morgan didn't see a problem with their relationship.

It was a relief to be back home, well Reid's home anyway, which seemed like the same thing to him. The case ended as happily as a serial killer murdering four people in less than three weeks could. Curled up on the couch, sweatpants on while Spencer paid for the Chinese food they had ordered. Derek could seriously get use to this, he already was. Reid sets the food down onto the coffee table, they had plans of watching a movie but neither could agree, so the television was best left off. It was comfortable, just them two and no distractions. It gave them both more focus, and the comfort in knowing that they could bare each others company without anything but themselves, that this wasn't just some thing they were playing with. It was real and sure.

"You have soy sauce on your chin," Reid comments, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips, blooming into a full on smile. Morgan blindly attempted to wipe the substance away, but ultimately failed. Laughing, the younger of the two leans slightly to his left, lifting Morgan's face with his hands and kissing the small space between Morgan's bottom lip and chin.

"Gone?"

"Gone."

"So, uh, is soy sauce something you're interested in?"

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