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There is nothing more deliciously decadent, Emily thought, then laying in bed next to the naked body of your lover.

Okay, technically Reid was more of a one-night stand than a lover, but the fact was she felt like she didn't have a care in the world right now. Whatever happens next, she thought, it was worth it.

"You said I was good," Reid said.

"Hmmm." Emily thought he had dozed off.

"After the first time, you said I was good."

"You were. You still are."

"Did you mean it or were you just being nice?"

"Did you hear me orgasm? Or did you think I was just spontaneously praising God?"

"80% percent of women fake orgasms."

"What's wrong Spencer? Why are you asking me this?"

"It's just...I know that I enjoyed it but...I should ...I didn't do it right, did I?"

Emily rolled on top of him, so she could look in his eyes. "What's wrong? You were fine. You were calm and now you look like...What has you so scared you did it wrong?"

"Alexa."

"Alexa?"

"What?"

"Who's Alexa?"

"What do you mean?"

"Reid, we just spent 3 hours having good sex and all of sudeen you start freaking out that you've been doing it wrong. And on top of all of that, you mentioned another woman's name. What's going on? Who is Alexa?"

"I said her name? Out loud."

"Yes. Now who is she."

"Alexa Lisbon."

"And who is that."

"It doesn't matter."

"Spencer, you just said another woman's name in my bed, I think I'm entitled to know who this Alexa is? Is she an old girlfriend."

"No. She's just someone I went to high school with."

"Were you two close?"

"If by close you mean did she and her best friend lure me to the football field so the entire football team could strip me naked and duct tape me to the goal posts for everyone's amusement, then yes."

"What? When did this happen?"

"When I was in high school."

"I'm sorry. What happened to them."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean when you told"

"Emily I didn't tell anyone. They pointed and left, then they got bored and walked away. I got myself down and went home. Mom was having one of her bad days and didn't notice anything was wrong."

"You never told anyone."

"Just you."

"I see."

There was a long silence, as the two lovers looked into each others eyes, pondering what to do or say next.

"Okay," Emily said," I'm going to have Garcia track this Alexa down and I'm going to call her."

"Why?"

"To tell she made a huge mistake. She could have had you back then, and she blew it."

"I was 12, Emily. She was 17. What was she going to do with a 12 year old?"

"Anything other traumatize him. Which is exactly what she did, isn't it?"

Reid was quiet for a moment, then he almost whispered, "yeah." Then he said, a little louder," I guess anytime a woman pays any kind of attention to me, somewhere I see or hear Alexa."

"And what is she doing?"

"Laughing at me."

"I'm not. I'm here with you, and there is nothing laughable about you."

"Why are you here? I mean, I know it's your bed, so why did you want me here?"

"It was the wink."

"The wink?"

"When you and Morgan were playing cards, you winked. That changed everything for me."

"The wink." He couldn't believe it.

"Then there was the smirk."

"Smirk?"

"After you beat him, you had this self-satisfied smirk. Right then, I wanted you. You really are very sexy, you know."

"You mean that?"

"Yes. I wanted you and right now I have you. And let me tell you something Spencer Reid, you are a good lover."

"But you had to show me how to do everything."

She gave him a warm smile," and you think you should have known exactly what to do?"

"Morgan would have."

She let out a little laugh. "Okay, let me tell you something about sex that most men don't know. You won't find it any book either. Good sex isn't about the size of a man's penis or what positions he knows. It's how responsive he is. Good sex isn't a solo act; it's a duet. One partner tells the other what she wants. He gives it her, and he tells what he wants."

"But I didn't know what I wanted."

"You told me when it didn't feel right, which is exactly right. Let me tell you something else, I came six times tonight. Which is about 5 times more than I usually do. And most men worry about them getting off, and here you are, worrying that you didn't do enough to satisfy me."

"I just...you're so beautiful."

"And you're sexy."

"I'm not."

"That's the first dumb thing I've heard you say."

"Oh?"

"When a woman says you're sexy, you don't argue with her."

"Oh."

"One more thing, Dr. Reid. This was good sex, but it isn't great sex."

Emily could see the defeat in Reid's eyes. She continued," Great sex comes with repetition. That's when you learn exactly what each other wants. And I'm willing to do that if you are."

"I..." Reid's words were interrupted by Emily kissing him. "I find it hard to resist you."

"Good."

"You know, this is kind of against the rules. Two agents sleeping with each other."

"I know and I don't care. Do you?"

"Not really."

"Good. Then stop talking and kiss me."

Reid kissed her, all over her body. She returned the favor. They didn't stop for quite some time.

A/N: We're going to end it there. I will be working on a sequel to this, which I plan to start posting in March. In the meantime, I will be focusing on Catching Reid, Longarrow's Dreamcatchers, and a songfic tag to 200.