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sinderella81) wrote2011-07-26 08:20 pm
sinderella81) wrote2011-07-26 08:20 pm
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Fic: Comfort
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ansera's Kink Meme, the Fourth :D (I know, it took me a while to get it posted)
Title: Comfort
Rating: G
Pairing: Morgan/Reid
Genre: Established Relationship
Prompt: Reid is exhausted ... Derek takes care of him. Written for the Criminal Minds Kink Meme: IV
Disclaimer: I don’t own the characters of Criminal Minds ...
“Morgan,” Hotch said, poking his head into Morgan’s office. “I’m on my way home, but I thought I’d stop by before I left and say … “
“Say?” Morgan replied, closing his files.
“Take Reid home,” Hotch said. “He fell asleep a couple of hours ago, after the rest of the team left. This last case hit him hard and he’s obviously exhausted.”
“Thanks, Hotch,” Morgan said. “I will.” He waited until Hotch was gone, before closing down and heading into the bullpen.
Spencer had fallen off his chair and was fast asleep under his desk, arms wrapped around his chest. There were dark circles under his eyes and his unruly hair fell over his face, the curls moving as he breathed.
“Spence,” Morgan whispered as he crouched down, brushing a lock of hair off Spencer’s face. “Come on, Pretty Boy.”
Spencer hummed and shifted a bit. “Morgan,” he hummed.
Morgan smiled and lifted Spencer into his arms, easily carrying him down to their car. He buckled Spencer in and drove them home.
Spencer didn’t even wake up as Morgan carried Spencer into the small brownstone they shared. Morgan got Spencer settled on the bed and hurried to run a bath.
Spencer woke up when he heard the running water. He looked around and wondered how he’d gotten home. “Hello?” he said.
Morgan poked his head in. “You’re awake,” he said softly.
“You brought me home?”
“You were asleep under your desk, baby,” Morgan said as he began undressing Spencer. “This case hit you hard, huh?”
“A little, yeah,” Spencer admitted.
“Well, I’m here to take care of you,” Morgan said, lifting Spencer into his arms. “A hot bath and a good night’s sleep will help.”
“Any time I get with you helps,” Spencer murmured, kissing Morgan’s jaw.
Morgan chuckled and kissed Spencer’s hair before settling the younger man into the bathtub. “Let me take care of you,” he whispered.
“Always take care of me,” Spencer murmured, his eyes slipping closed as he soaked in the tub.
“My Pretty Boy,” Morgan said, being extra gentle as he washed Spencer’s body and hair. He made sure that Spencer was completely relaxed before draining the tub and lifting him out.
“My Morgan,” Spencer said, snuggling into Morgan’s arms. “Can I wear one of your shirts? They smell like you.”
Morgan chuckled and nodded. “Of course you can,” he murmured. He dug one of his old college shirts out of the dresser and tugged it over Spencer’s head, before tucking the younger man into bed.
He took a moment to strip himself before crawling in with his lover and pulling Spencer into his arms. “You need to take better care of yourself, baby,” he murmured.
“I know,” Spencer mumbled, snuggling into Morgan’s arms. “Try harder.”
“Just sleep, Spence,” Morgan whispered. “I’ll be here to watch over you … always.”
ansera's Kink Meme, the Fourth :D (I know, it took me a while to get it posted)Title: Comfort
Rating: G
Pairing: Morgan/Reid
Genre: Established Relationship
Prompt: Reid is exhausted ... Derek takes care of him. Written for the Criminal Minds Kink Meme: IV
Disclaimer: I don’t own the characters of Criminal Minds ...
“Morgan,” Hotch said, poking his head into Morgan’s office. “I’m on my way home, but I thought I’d stop by before I left and say … “
“Say?” Morgan replied, closing his files.
“Take Reid home,” Hotch said. “He fell asleep a couple of hours ago, after the rest of the team left. This last case hit him hard and he’s obviously exhausted.”
“Thanks, Hotch,” Morgan said. “I will.” He waited until Hotch was gone, before closing down and heading into the bullpen.
Spencer had fallen off his chair and was fast asleep under his desk, arms wrapped around his chest. There were dark circles under his eyes and his unruly hair fell over his face, the curls moving as he breathed.
“Spence,” Morgan whispered as he crouched down, brushing a lock of hair off Spencer’s face. “Come on, Pretty Boy.”
Spencer hummed and shifted a bit. “Morgan,” he hummed.
Morgan smiled and lifted Spencer into his arms, easily carrying him down to their car. He buckled Spencer in and drove them home.
Spencer didn’t even wake up as Morgan carried Spencer into the small brownstone they shared. Morgan got Spencer settled on the bed and hurried to run a bath.
Spencer woke up when he heard the running water. He looked around and wondered how he’d gotten home. “Hello?” he said.
Morgan poked his head in. “You’re awake,” he said softly.
“You brought me home?”
“You were asleep under your desk, baby,” Morgan said as he began undressing Spencer. “This case hit you hard, huh?”
“A little, yeah,” Spencer admitted.
“Well, I’m here to take care of you,” Morgan said, lifting Spencer into his arms. “A hot bath and a good night’s sleep will help.”
“Any time I get with you helps,” Spencer murmured, kissing Morgan’s jaw.
Morgan chuckled and kissed Spencer’s hair before settling the younger man into the bathtub. “Let me take care of you,” he whispered.
“Always take care of me,” Spencer murmured, his eyes slipping closed as he soaked in the tub.
“My Pretty Boy,” Morgan said, being extra gentle as he washed Spencer’s body and hair. He made sure that Spencer was completely relaxed before draining the tub and lifting him out.
“My Morgan,” Spencer said, snuggling into Morgan’s arms. “Can I wear one of your shirts? They smell like you.”
Morgan chuckled and nodded. “Of course you can,” he murmured. He dug one of his old college shirts out of the dresser and tugged it over Spencer’s head, before tucking the younger man into bed.
He took a moment to strip himself before crawling in with his lover and pulling Spencer into his arms. “You need to take better care of yourself, baby,” he murmured.
“I know,” Spencer mumbled, snuggling into Morgan’s arms. “Try harder.”
“Just sleep, Spence,” Morgan whispered. “I’ll be here to watch over you … always.”