So, this is my very first fic ever so be nice please :)

I will be posting more chapters to this story and I will try to get the next one out in the next couple of days. My horoscope says tomorrow will be an extremely creative day, so maybe you guys will get another tomorrow. Sound good?

Anyways, here it is. I really hope you like it cause I'm doing it for you!

Disclaimer: I do not own any recognizable characters, they belong to CBS.

Warnings: This fic is rated M for language and sexual content.

Chapter One:

What the fuck?

Morgan had looked up when the elevator doors opened to see a ruffled looking Reid.

Actually, ruffled wouldn't have been the word Morgan would have used.

Sexed was a more accurate descriptor.

Not only did Reid have an unusually smug grin stretched across his face (especially when he hadn't had his coffee yet), but he was unshaven, tousled, glowing, and…

Sporting a nasty looking hickey on his neck.

Morgan had always told himself that even though he was the jealous type, he had never and would never feel jealous about a man. I mean, so what? Reid had a hickey… Morgan had showed up more than once with a hickey so why would that bother him in the least?

Because it was Reid.

Reid, who had no self-confidence.

Reid, who thought Star Trek was what the world revolved around.

Reid, who had never had a relationship, let alone sex.

Yeah, that Reid.

Okay, so Morgan was vaguely aware that Reid had had sex before. It had been mentioned once, briefly on kind of an offhand note, but that didn't mean he actually had sex on a regular basis, right? I mean he probably didn't even know what he was doing when it happened, so it didn't really count.

But now, as Reid sat with a cheerful "Morning everyone!" Morgan was sure what he felt in his stomach was jealousy.

Of course Morgan had been a closet gay for most of his life. Using women to almost drown out his thoughts about the men around him, trying to convince himself it wasn't anything. But then he had met Reid…

Reid had been shy and timid when they first shook hands, but there was something about those brown doe eyes that had Morgan paying attention.

Next he noticed Reid's mouth. Soft pink lips and a crooked smile hiding two rows of perfectly straight white teeth with wickedly sharp canines.

Then it was his hair. How soft it looked all the time. How it kept falling in his face and he kept needing to brush it away.

Since then, he had just started noticing everything about him. The way his ass was perfectly round. How graceful his hands were. How much fun he was to be around…

Morgan stood and walked towards Reid's desk.

"What do you have there, Pretty Boy?" He asked pointing to the offending area.

Reid immediately put a hand over it. "Nothing, I fell."

"Onto someone's mouth?" Morgan asked.

Reid blushed.

Morgan laughed. "What her name?"

Reid just shook his head.

"You dog! You didn't even learn her name! Jesus Reid, you're getting more and more devious by the day!"

Reid shook his head again before speaking. "You know Morgan, even though you think it's alright to have sex with strangers, my morals are a little different. But I'm not going to let you spoil my good mood." He stood and made his way to the break room with Morgan right on his heels.

"Good moods are often caused by sex." Morgan stated. "And if this is what sex looks like on you then damn, you should be having sex all the time!"

Reid stopped. "I'm going to take that as a really odd compliment." He then made his way to the counter, picking up his mug and the coffee pot.

"So you don't deny you got some."

Reid sighed and turned to face Morgan fully.

"No, I don't, Morgan. Last night I had sex, in my house, in my bedroom, on my bed. It was awesome and I hope to be doing it again real soon, maybe even tonight. Now, are you happy with that answer? Or is there some other detail about what I did last night that you want to know?"

Morgan paused taking it in. "Just two."

Reid rolled his eyes and turned back to his coffee while Morgan continued.

"Do I know her and what was her name?"

Reid sighed and shook his head. "Not her Morgan. And yes, you know him." Reid took a deep drink of his coffee.

"Wait, him?"

Reid shrugged.

Morgan ran a hand over his head. "You learn something new every day, huh?" Then he stopped. "Did you say I know him?"

Reid nodded.

"WHO?" All of a sudden Morgan felt like a schoolgirl.

Reid shrugged again, taking another deep drink.

Morgan pondered. "Tell me it's not Hotch."

Reid pulled a face at the inside of his mug. He gulped the last bit down before picking up the coffee pot and starting to refill it. "No, I'm not having sex with Hotch, Morgan." He sighed, looking at him briefly before shuffling his feet and becoming suddenly very interested in the microwave.

"Who, then?"

"Jasper Gooding." He said quickly.

"From archives?" Morgan practically shouted.

Reid looked around nervously. "Not so loud! Yes, from archives."

"How long have you two been seeing each other?"

Reid shrugged. "A week and a half."

"And you bedded him?"

"Oh come on, Morgan! You're one to talk!"

Morgan just shook his head. "Okay, you're right. But still, I just didn't imagine you…"

"Were gay? Had sex?" Reid offered.

Morgan blew out a breath. "Both of those I guess."

"Yeah, well, I'm not as innocent as people assume."

"I guess not." Morgan half laughed. "And I mean, Jasper's a good looking guy I guess."

Reid nodded, shifting uncomfortably. "Are we done here?" He asked.

"One more thing."

Reid gave an exasperated sigh. "What?"

"Who tops?"

"Oh my God, Morgan!" He walked from the room swiftly with an indignant noise.

Morgan stood for a while, trying to gather his thoughts.

So, Reid was gay. Good.

And Reid was dating someone. Bad.

This at least meant that when it came down to push and shove, Morgan did technically have a chance.

The problem was Jasper.

He was a nice guy, Morgan was sure of that, but it still made Morgan angry that he got to blow Reid's brains out and make him giddy, while Morgan was stuck jacking his own hammer.

Morgan sighed and walked back into the bullpen. He wasn't going to tell anyone because he knew that would just hurt Reid's feelings. He just had to sit back and let what happened, happen.

Yeah, Morgan sighed internally, like that was going to be easy…

I know it was short but i just wanted to give a taste.

So what did you think? Good? Bad? Continue? Stop writing before you hurt someone? :P

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Love, always! Xoxoxo