Okay…the previous blunder was a test to see who was paying attention.

Thank you for responding s o promptly, I wouldn't have known otherwise…have I told you guys that you're awesome lately? Gross understatement!

Has anyone noticed that lolli's, especially Charm's Blow Pops resemble a certain…anatomy?

Man this is too much fun to write…to bad I don't own them (C.) But I can deal without it though.

Feeling a bit hungry…. I think I ate about fifty cherry dum dums in preparation for this fic…fatness!

Maybe reiviews can fill this void….

So come…Reid /Relax/Enjoy/Comments are always appreciated

Morgan quietly makes his way to his seat, sinking down to finish with his paperwork. Damn, paperwork.

He's surprised to find a steaming cup of coffee with a pink sticky note on it.

Hope you feel better. Coffee helps right? I'm a Doctor, I should know, Right? :) Morgan smiles at Reid's scribbles.

He takes a sip and practically groans, no literally, he moans….reminiscent to his earlier 'incident.'

Reid looks u and is rendered glassy eyed as Morgan enjoys the cup of coffee with an almost obscene pleasure; eyes closed, head slightly tilted back as his Adam's apple bobs. Reid bites back a grunt of his own.

Theories are not laws until tested and proven.

Reid makes his way towards Morgan's desk…now or never to decide.

"Hey Morgan, feeling better?" Reid asks innocently.

Morgan's eyes snap open.

"Yeah, thanks for thinking of me. I-um, appreciate it." Morgan rubs the back of his neck as Reid nods.

"The coffee's just how- I-like it." Morgan falters as Reid props himself up on the edge of Morgan's desk, crossing his legs, whipping out a lollipop from his sweater's pocket. (Really, does Reid raid his mother's closet, borrowing he sweaters?)

Reid slowly unwraps the sucker, a Charm's Blow Pop, Cherry. Super sized.

Watching Morgan from the corner of his eye, he pretends to study the lollipop, biting his lip in serious concentration.

"Did you know that Charles Dickens is the father of the Modern lollipop?" Reid looks at Morgan as he pokes the tip of his tongue out, swiping the very tip of the lollipop. He teases the candy with his tongue.

Three point eight seconds.

3.8 seconds is all it takes for Morgan to shift uncomfortably in his seat…

Reid's in the perfect position to see Morgan spread his legs just a little bit wider, saluting him in the most pleasant of ways.

Reid never knew he could have that effect on another human being…on Morgan. Not like this.

Reid teases the tip of the candy again, and then swipes the circumference of the sucker.

"Bet you didn't know that in 1988, the Tootsie Roll acquired the Charms Confection company. " Reid has a twinkle in his eyes as Morgan's fingers clench at his thighs.

If I move Reid's gonna know. He probably already does. Think of something else…he's not fellating a sucker…he's talking about the most boring thing in the world. You do not want to slam him into the nearest flat surface and…gnh! Not working…

"In the Tootsie production line, they incorporated the production of the Tootsie Pop, Blow Pops, and all the Charms lollipops to make Tootsie Roll Confectioners the largest lollipop manufacturer on the earth." Reid smirks as he experimentally takes the lollipop into his mouth, savoring the burst of cherry flavor on his tongue.

He pushes the lollipop to the side of his cheek, it bulging as his throat muscles work to swallow, Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

He wraps thin, delicate fingers around the stick and begins working the candy in and out of his mouth, eyes slightly rolling in satisfaction.

After a minute, he pulls the sucker out of his mouth with a wet pop!

Morgan's about to pop like a gag cigar as he takes in Reid's glistening lips, the sucker lying suggestively between them.

It hurts— he wants to double over with the strain of holding back.

Reid levels his gaze to Morgan's.

Set lasers from stun to kill.

Reid gives a knowing smirk as he flicks out his tongue, swiping the ridge of the lollipop. (Really, what is the functionality for the ridge in a lollipop except to turn people on?)

Morgan outright groans, fists spasming in restraint.

Reid licks the candy from base to tip, before taking the sucker in, cheeks hollowing, as he sucks lightly, and then starts slurping.

Morgan can't take it anymore.

He launches himself at Reid, twining his fingers in Reid's shirt, fisting Reid's hair.

Morgan never told Reid how much he liked his short hair cut. Has always wondered what it's feel like to entangle his fingers in his hair…silky soft.

It feels wonderful as he presses his lips to Reid's, kissing him senseless, like he's always wanted to.

And the lollipop clatters to the desk, shattering, exposing the gum filled center to the surface.

"Fuck Reid!" Morgan whispers harsh in the clash of noise of the B.A.U.

Reid's scarlet as he presses back with equal force, gripping Morgan for dear life.

Morgan slides a thigh between Reid's legs and Reid grunts his surprise, thrusting up…and Oh! The wonderful world of Friction!

He shivers against him, shocked at Reid's apparent love to poke…and Morgan's supposed to be the tactile one.

Reid hunches against him, gripping Morgan's neck, tighter, faster, harder.

Their movements are jerky at best; erratic jumps and ticks of the body, the purest forms of want, need, desire…love?

"Gah!"Morgan spits out as Reid nips him in just the right spot…

Reid presses up at just the right time and angle…and oh, oh, oh!

They tremble, stuttering to a stop.

And Reid can't seem to catch his breath just yet, and Morgan's heart's catching as he looks at Reid's tousled hair and disheveled clothes.

Reid looks down at the wet spots creeping outward in the crotches of their pants.

They've both gone boneless, and Reid blushes and looks away, biting his lip.

They can't form words… but Morgan has the mind to pull Reid into a kiss.

A real one…I love you.

This is real. I'm not going anywhere. I need you to understand that.

All these words transferred through a simple touch of skin against skin. A shared moment passed through moist breath and sweaty skin.

Reid has the mind to touch Morgan's cheek softly.

I know.

"Well, desk sex at its finest! Good show, now look up at the camera." Prentiss says glibly, as she snaps a picture on her phone.

Morgan shifts off Reid, saying nothing as he heads off to the bathroom.

Reid's stupefied as he stumbles after Morgan, grimacing at the mess in his pants.

Reid reaches the bathroom, grabbing paper towels and wetting them with warm water to clean up the… after.

Morgan smirks, handing him hand towels instead. The joy of being the hand on hand instructor is the access to the gym…and towels.

"This might work a bit better, don't you think?" Morgan arches a brow as Reid takes one, fingers shaking.

"You okay, Pretty Boy?" Morgan's smirk replaced with worry.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I've just never…I'm not one to…" Reid chokes on his words, his effort in articulating what? He doesn't even know.

"Yeah…About that. I-don't want this to be a…off hand thing. I mean it was great, but…" Morgan says, staring at Reid, whose disposition goes form uncertain to downright sad.

"Right, I get it." Reid snaps at Morgan who studies Reid, before his eyes widen in understanding.

"Pretty Boy, Reid. It was great…I mean better than great. It should be illegal, but I don't want this to be a one shot. I want the whole thing.

I can't go home knowing that this is it. I want to do the awkward date thing, the getting to know you, not just the surface, but the real you. I…don't know what to say. I just…" Morgan is flustered, trying to get out everything he wants to say.

Reid smiles slightly, kissing Morgan.

"Okay, dinner at Amici's tonight…awkward dates is my area of expertise." Reid quips as Morgan beams.

"You got it." Morgan wraps his arms around Reid waist, kissing him again.

"Um, Morgan…not that I don't like the sudden kissing and…awesomeness, but I'd really like to get cleaned up now." Reid blushes scarlet, as Morgan snorts, but steps aside so that they both can clean up.

"I can never look at a Blow Pop the same way again." Prentiss says incredulously.

"I agree." J.J. says, smirking at Garcia and Prentiss via Skype.

"Tell me you got that on film!" She asks Garcia, who grins like the bird who got the canary.

"Duh… the wonders of technology are that there's rewind and zoom…front row seats darlings!" She demonstrates her awesomeness by doing just so.

They all are breathless as they watch Morgan and Reid stutter to a stop… got to love technology.

SO, whatcha think? I think this may be the zenith of my smuttiness, but I may get a bit more creative.

Blow Pops…even the name connotates something…kinky, don'tcha think?

They need more lolli's on the show; just the thought of Gubler and a lollipop or Popsicle for that matter makes me melt.

Want to hear you thinky thoughts…now!