Fic: Forever
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ansera's Kink Meme ... I wrote 5 ficlets ... here's the first one:
Title: Forever
Rating: G
Pairing: Morgan/Reid
Genre: Established Relationship
Prompt: Morgan/Reid. Reid LOVES Morgans tattos something chronic and decides to get his own (preferably on his hipbone). In return, Morgan practically worships Reids new tattoo - He loves the new black ink against Reid's pale, white skin :) ... written for the Criminal Minds Kink Meme
Disclaimer: I don’t own the characters of Criminal Minds ...
Spencer Reid never understood the idea of tattoos. Marking ones body in such a … violent manner … it never made sense to Spencer.
Until he met Derek Morgan. Derek positively strutted through the BAU, glimpses of ink under tailored shirts. Shy glances at inked skin led to subtle flirting which led to a first date, and then a second and then a third …
And Spencer found a new appreciation for ink. He loved to trace Derek’s tattoos with his tongue, his curious nature making him want to know if inked skin tasted different … not to mention he loved the little whimpers and moans Derek made.
“What is the fascination?” Spencer asked one day as he and Derek lay curled up in bed.
“Fascination with what, Pretty Boy?” Derek asked, running his hand through Spencer’s hair.
“Your constant need to mark your skin with ink,” Spencer murmured.
“Each one of these tattoos has a special meaning to me,” Derek replied. “Each one is unique … and … it’s forever. Each one is linked to a person or a memory that will forever be on my skin … “
“Forever,” Spencer whispered, burying his face in Derek’s chest.
As the weeks passed, Spencer thought long and hard about what Derek had said. When Derek had to go on a solo consultation, Spencer made his move.
Garcia went with him, keeping him company. It hurt like hell and itched like crazy … but he knew it would be worth it.
***
“Pretty Boy!” Derek called as he made his way up to the bedroom he shared with his lover. A week away had been too long, and phone calls and his right hand only went so far.
“Spencer?” Derek entered the bedroom and smiled when he saw Spencer crashed out on the couch. It had taken him three months to get Spencer to sleep nude, and as his eyes traveled over the expanse of ivory skin, his eyes lit upon a … mark … on Spencer’s right hip.
He dropped his bags and approached the bed, his eyes widening. There, in black and green ink, was a small tattoo on Spencer’s hip. An elegant ‘S’ and ‘D’, twined together with a green vine. It was simple yet, incredibly sexy. Derek crawled onto the bed and began to trace the tattoo with his index finger.
Spencer hummed and shifted a bit.
“Spencer,” Derek whispered, leaning down to kiss Spencer’s tattoo.
“Hey,” Spencer murmured, wiggling under Derek’s lips and tongue.
“What is this?” Derek asked, not willing to move from his spot, fascinated at the way the tattoo stood out against Spencer’s skin. He wanted to memorize it … taste it …
“It’s … forever,” Spencer said softly.
ansera's Kink Meme ... I wrote 5 ficlets ... here's the first one: Title: Forever
Rating: G
Pairing: Morgan/Reid
Genre: Established Relationship
Prompt: Morgan/Reid. Reid LOVES Morgans tattos something chronic and decides to get his own (preferably on his hipbone). In return, Morgan practically worships Reids new tattoo - He loves the new black ink against Reid's pale, white skin :) ... written for the Criminal Minds Kink Meme
Disclaimer: I don’t own the characters of Criminal Minds ...
Spencer Reid never understood the idea of tattoos. Marking ones body in such a … violent manner … it never made sense to Spencer.
Until he met Derek Morgan. Derek positively strutted through the BAU, glimpses of ink under tailored shirts. Shy glances at inked skin led to subtle flirting which led to a first date, and then a second and then a third …
And Spencer found a new appreciation for ink. He loved to trace Derek’s tattoos with his tongue, his curious nature making him want to know if inked skin tasted different … not to mention he loved the little whimpers and moans Derek made.
“What is the fascination?” Spencer asked one day as he and Derek lay curled up in bed.
“Fascination with what, Pretty Boy?” Derek asked, running his hand through Spencer’s hair.
“Your constant need to mark your skin with ink,” Spencer murmured.
“Each one of these tattoos has a special meaning to me,” Derek replied. “Each one is unique … and … it’s forever. Each one is linked to a person or a memory that will forever be on my skin … “
“Forever,” Spencer whispered, burying his face in Derek’s chest.
As the weeks passed, Spencer thought long and hard about what Derek had said. When Derek had to go on a solo consultation, Spencer made his move.
Garcia went with him, keeping him company. It hurt like hell and itched like crazy … but he knew it would be worth it.
***
“Pretty Boy!” Derek called as he made his way up to the bedroom he shared with his lover. A week away had been too long, and phone calls and his right hand only went so far.
“Spencer?” Derek entered the bedroom and smiled when he saw Spencer crashed out on the couch. It had taken him three months to get Spencer to sleep nude, and as his eyes traveled over the expanse of ivory skin, his eyes lit upon a … mark … on Spencer’s right hip.
He dropped his bags and approached the bed, his eyes widening. There, in black and green ink, was a small tattoo on Spencer’s hip. An elegant ‘S’ and ‘D’, twined together with a green vine. It was simple yet, incredibly sexy. Derek crawled onto the bed and began to trace the tattoo with his index finger.
Spencer hummed and shifted a bit.
“Spencer,” Derek whispered, leaning down to kiss Spencer’s tattoo.
“Hey,” Spencer murmured, wiggling under Derek’s lips and tongue.
“What is this?” Derek asked, not willing to move from his spot, fascinated at the way the tattoo stood out against Spencer’s skin. He wanted to memorize it … taste it …
“It’s … forever,” Spencer said softly.
