A/N: Hi! Okay, I do NOT need to be starting a new story, but I can't help myself. This is set vaguely between "Revelations" and "Scared to Death," and will just be a series of short chapters about the budding romantic relationship between Reid and Morgan. Other than that, I doubt there will be much in the way of plot, lol. It''ll be PG for a while, but will become naughty later on, so that's why I'm giving it an "M" rating.

Also, I'm on Facebook now thanks to the lovely Ilovetvalot, who started a page just for us ff. net folks-friend me if you want, we need more slash fans over there! My user name is "seditionary fanfiction."

Please review, loves!

Seds

Morgan felt Reid watching him.

They were sharing a hotel room, and Reid was lying on one of the beds, ostensibly reading. Morgan was down to his shorts and t-shirt, standing in front of the dresser unloading his pockets for the night. He confirmed his suspicions by glancing in the mirror. Unsurprisingly, the kid instantly dropped his eyes and went back to his book. A pleased smile played over Morgan's lips, but he didn't say anything. He never did. Some things just weren't a good idea, and coming on to a co-worker, much less a supposedly straight male co-worker, was one of them.

Besides, Reid never said anything, either.

Morgan definitely wasn't going to say anything now, and in reality, probably never would, but it was becoming more and more difficult. Reid was so... different. Tempting. Morgan had dealt with temptation lots of times, and he knew how to get past it, how to be all-business even when the other person had amazing lips or a cute figure or a sassy attitude that brought out the flirt in him.

But, it was more than that with Reid. Something about him answered long-forgotten questions in the back of Morgan's mind, made him ask them all over again. He looked back into the mirror, but Reid wasn't one to be caught making the same mistake twice. His eyes were firmly trained on his book.

Morgan sighed.

"You about ready for lights-out, pretty boy?"

"Any time," Reid answered, sounding studiedly nonchalant. He yawned extravagantly as he used an envelope to mark his place, then turned off the lamp by his bed and scooted down under the covers.

"Me, too." Morgan went to his own bed, crawled in and turned off his lamp.

He didn't say anything.