Title: Student Does Teacher

Rating: M

Warning(s): O la la….

Summary: Spencer Reid teaches a yoga class and martial arts teacher, Derek Morgan, decides to relax and take Spencer's class.

The annoying sound of the alarm clock led Derek to slap it off the table next to his bed. He groaned and rolled over onto his back. Staring up at the ceiling, he remembered what happened that night. All he wanted to do was have a conversation with Spencer. Thanks to Garcia, he was able to get Spencer's personal number. But when he called, he got the biggest surprise of his life.

He was positive Spencer was pleasuring himself. With all that heavy breathing coming his way, there was no doubt about it and his pants got tighter with every deep breath that was heard. When Spencer whispered those words to him, he had to pull himself out. He kept going till he reached his own climax. When he heard Spencer's voice in ecstasy, he was sent over the edge. It was too much for him. Too unreal.

Before he could even catch his breath, Spencer had apologized and the connection was lost. He felt used but he didn't have a problem with it as much as he thought he would. He kept looking at the positive side of things: Spencer was thinking about him and he would see him today which meant he'd get a good explanation for what happened between them.

He dragged his naked body to his bathroom and took care of himself.

Once he fed Clooney and ate breakfast himself, he grabbed his go-bag and was on his way to the yoga building, or more like to Spencer.

"Garcia, I won't be here today so call Emily and have her take over for me."

"No problemo, boss," Garcia answered. "But what's wrong? I know you're not sick."

Spencer smiled. "I'm not but it's just…I need a day off is all." The truth was, he was avoiding two people. Mike in case he got on his private jet and flew over there in a matter of minutes (which was very unlikely but still possible) and Derek. He didn't know how he'd react. He had just fucked himself over the phone with his new yoga student who was jacking off on the other end. He had just committed the greatest sin for him. Not like it mattered since he wasn't a religious person but still, who didn't count?

"What about Derek Morgan? He's a clueless person when it comes to Yoga. I've watched you two from time to time you know," Garcia giggled.

"Garcia...I told you not to go into the building's cameras!" Spencer sighed.

"Whatever, Spencer," She replied.

"Besides, Emily is great. She was my best yoga student and now she's a gym teacher and even opened a yoga club at that same school."

"She's great, I know but Derek won't be as happy looking at her bosom as he does at your body. 'Course, he'd still be a bit excited but sir, that body of yours has turned that man's arrow into a never ending spiral," Garcia chimed.

"Thanks, Garcia! I'll see you tomorrow!" Spencer said, pretending as if he hadn't heard what she just said and her implication that Derek was gay for him.

"Goodbye, gumdrop!" With that, she hung up and Spencer sighed. A shower would be great after some breakfast. He also had to get a sane employee…

Derek was nearly in an accident while making his way to his destination. It was red light for quite some time and he began day dreaming about Spencer. Every time he remembered the whisper, his thoughts were at Spencer's lips. Those perfect little pink things and how well they'd fit around his cock…

Stop it. You're doing it again!

When he heard the blaring of another car behind him, he pressed his foot on the gas peddle too soon and nearly rammed into another car. He swirled before that happened but the driver of the other car still yelled at him while he was driving off.

His hard on was still raging and he knew he couldn't go yoga stretch with it. Parking his car away from the rest, he turned off the engine and leaned his chair back a little.

"I can't believe I'm about to do this," Derek whispered as his hand slipped into the sweat pants he was wearing. He threw his head back and let his eyes close as he thought of Spencer. He gripped his hard member, his hand snaking around it, brushing the tip, stroking it slowly…

"Is he really jacking off in there?"

Startled, Derek opened his eyes and looked out his car window. Two women stood there; one with black hair and another with blonde. And they were hot. He recognized the blonde from the class.

Derek quickly removed his hand from his pants and waved. "Um, hi…"

The blonde one was on the verge of laughing her ass off and Derek's face would have been red in embarrassment if his color would show that hue.

"Don't worry, big boy. Masturbation is a normal habit. Doing it in a car on the other hand…" The dark haired woman said.

"He really is a big boy," The blonde laughed. "Your hard on says it all."

Derek groaned and grabbed his towel from his bag and covered himself up. "Privacy, please?"

"Privacy? Doing it in public means you my friend, are an exhibitionist." She joked.

"Please, it's already going down. I think you've caused me enough embarrassment." Derek prayed that they'd turn away any minute now.

"Oooh, are you gay?" JJ questioned just to tease him some more. He gave no answer though except for closing his eyes and continuing with his little mental chant of 'go away'.

"I'm Emily Prentiss by the way, and this is Jennifer Jareau or just JJ for short. And you should hurry. Class is about to start and I'm your substitute teacher for today," Emily smirked when Derek's eyes opened and he looked at her in shock and confusion.

"What? Where's Mr. Reid?"

"Apparently, he's not feeling well and decided to call it a day so I'm here to fill in for him. I use to be one of his students," Emily answered him.

Derek opened the door and got out. He shut it behind him. "Are you sure?"

"Whoa, buddy, here. You didn't even introduce yourself and you're jumping all on me with those hands infested with men germs." Prentiss opened a bottle of germ-x and poured it into both of Derek's palms.

Derek raised an eyebrow and let out a low chuckle as he applied the germ-x to his hands. "I'm Derek Morgan. I just started here."

"Oh, so you're the Special Ed guy?" Emily said with a small laugh. "I'm just messin' with ya. Garcia told me all about you. I'll take care of you, big guy." Emily leaned a little closer to Derek and eyed him in a seductive way. If Derek said he wasn't affected by this, he'd be a goddamn liar. Of course, it wasn't the same effect Spencer gave him.

Morgan smirked. "I'm little harder to take care of than the men you hang out with, sweet thing." With that, he walked inside the building and left behind a wide eyed Prentiss and a laughing JJ. Prentiss soon laughed with her and they both walked to the building.

The minute he opened the glass door on the blue and white building, he had his eyes set on Garcia. "Garcia, what's the real reason why Reid isn't here?"

She twirled around in her chair to face him. She was previously tacking up some flyers on the bulletin board behind her. "Not even a hello, love?"

"Sorry," Derek apologized with a sheepish smile. She smiled and got up with the rest of the flyers to tack up on the other bulletin boards in the area.

"Honey, I don't know myself," Garcia replied to his previous words. She had a clue though. Maybe that phone call from Michael, also known as Mike, was a rather serious one that left her little baby genius in despair.

"Well, he's suppose to teach me privately considering I can't really do much in a yoga 3 class," Derek said.

"So you're asking me for his address?" Garcia asked.

"Yeah,"

"Well, ok. Make sure to call me and tell me if he's fine. This is my baby we're talking about! And I don't care if you guys decide to rump it up on the kitchen table but it better be consensual! I don't want you taking advantage of my baby with your rock hard abs and sexy smile either! And if I find one scar, hickey, bruise on his body that he does not like, you're answering to me, mister!" Garcia ranted.

"Hey, hey, hey! I'm just going for yoga, not for the reason you think," Derek stopped her. He lied about the yoga part but he wasn't lying about her not knowing why he's going there exactly, and he wasn't going there for sex.

"Fine. His address is this," Garcia said as she wrote it on a sheet of paper and handed it to Derek.

"Thanks, love." Derek planted a small kiss to Garcia's cheek and left the building.

"Don't swoon, Garcia," Emily said as she stared at the hyperactive woman. She was quiet and touching her cheek.

"I'm not swooning. He's just too hot to be real. Of course, not swooning for a man won't be a problem for a lesbian," Garcia commented, walking to her safety area which was her desk.

"Bisexual! I just lean toward women more," Emily corrected her.

"You stopped leaning a long time ago. I think you fell," Garcia snickered and Emily poked her nose and left to start the class. JJ had already entered the class before.

Spencer lay on his bed in an oversized shirt. He wasn't wearing anything underneath but that was just to be comfortable. He wanted to stay naked the whole day but just in case he got a visitor, he decided to at least have a shirt on that could cover his most precious areas.

He popped a piece of chocolate into his mouth while reading one of his favorite books. Mike got it for him but that wasn't the reason why it was his favorite.

As if.

When he heard the knock at the front door, he sat up in annoyance. "Already?" He groaned.

He walked to the door and heard the person behind it getting restless. "I'm coming!" He yelled. Unlocking it, he opened it ready to tell whoever was behind it to go the hell away.

"Spencer, we need to talk."