Disclaimer: I have no affiliation to Criminal Minds or its characters. This is fiction pure and simple.

Virgin!

Chapter 1

Morgan stared at his best friend with a puzzled frown. "Are you trying to kill me?" He waved the sodden mess on the end of his fork under Reid's nose. "This is not a casserole and no part of it has ever been chicken."

"I don't know what went wrong I followed the recipe to the letter." Reid looked distressed as he scrapped the food on to a single plate and dumped it in the kitchen sink. He turned with an odd smile. "I have that beer you like."

"What's going on with you? You seem twitchier than usual."

Reid placed the open bottle in front of Morgan his eyes darting anywhere but at those knowing eyes. "I – uhhh kind of need a favor!" His voice cracked on the last word and he cleared his throat nervously. "A big favor."

"So all this was a bribe?" Morgan's wave encompassed the tiny kitchen taking in the carefully set table, home cooked meal and foreign alcoholic beverages. An old fashioned radio – it still had a tape deck for Gods sake – was tuned to Morgan's favorite station. If he didn't know better, he'd think Reid was trying to seduce him.

"I prefer to think of it as incentive." Pointy knees knocked his under the tiny table.

"Incentive to what? Out with it. You're starting to make me nervous."

"We are friends right?" Reid got up and started to pace. His long legs ate up the tiny space. "I mean you tell me all the time that I can tell you anything."

Morgan leaned forward placing his elbows on the battered tabletop. The kid never really opened up about personal stuff so whatever it was it must be big. "Okaaay, what's up?"

"I met someone."

"That's it? You had me worried for second there, man. Who is she?"

"He."

"You did this whole song and dance routine cos you were afraid to tell me that you're gay?" Morgan got up leaning next to Reid by the sink. "I'm a little insulted. You know I'm not homophobic."

"I'm not gay. I think maybe. I don't know – it's just him! I've never felt that way before. Hot and fluttery and…"

"Horny?"

Reid flushed a deep red. "I prefer aroused but – yeah"

"So you want me to meet this guy? Check him out."

"No I - I uhhh sex."

It was difficult to decipher Reid's meaning amidst all the mumbling. "You need sex advice? Can't you figure out where everything goes? You are a genius after all."

"I know where everything goes. I need – I want you to have sex with me."

Morgan had to lean in to catch the last part. Reid's voice was barely a whisper by that point. "You want me to WHAT? Why?"

"I may have led Alex to believe that I'm more - um experienced than I really am."

"Why the hell would you do that?" Morgan barked at him. "Do you have any idea how easily you get hurt?"

"I panicked. I know his last…the guy he was with before. He is perky, outgoing and sexual whereas my charms tend to appeal to a very small select group of people." The derisive laugh was painful to hear. "He barely noticed me till I began to channel you. The confident swagger and everything."

"Ah Dr. Reid! You seem better than the rest of us then something like this happens. Turns out you are just a guy led around by his cock like the rest of us."

"Are you mocking me? I think you're mocking me."

"Why don't you just watch a video or read a book something other than this?"

"I already did that. I have the theoretical part down but in practice my reactions are unschooled and awkward. I'm not comfortable being touched. You are in fact the only person so far that I… Standing here baring my soul to you isn't as fun for me as it is for you."

"Reid…"

"I am lonely. I am. I don't have anyone. Do you how strange it is to be surrounded by couples all the time? JJ and Will, Kevin and Garcia, Hotch and Beth. Hell even you have a different girl on your arm every week." His voice rang out stronger edged with determination. "I'm going to die alone if I don't at least try to be normal. Alex is smart and he likes me. He actually likes me. He didn't roll his eyes once when I accidentally went on and on about the Death Star."

"That is the dream." Morgan shook his head in disbelief. "He doesn't even know the real you"

"Dammit Morgan, I am not you. I don't meet a dozen people willing to date me every time I walk out the front door. If this is the only chance I get to be with someone I'm going to take it."

"Then why don't you just come clean? If he cares at all about you he will understand."

Dripping with sarcasm Reid replied, "Yeah because virginity is such a desired trait in a 30 year old man." He brushed his hair impatiently from his face. "Besides its too late I already lied. The only thing I can possibly do right now is turn the lie into truth before he gets back in three weeks."

"So you'd rather cheat on him than be caught in a lie?"

"In order to be unfaithful I'd have to engage in sexual relations with a person other than one's regular partner in contravention of a previous promise or understanding. No promises have been made so technically we aren't together yet. From that we can infer that it's not really cheating."

"There's nothing a guy loves like logic when he discovers his boyfriend been sleeping with somebody else. Maybe you should use a professional?"

"A prostitute? NO. I'd rather be with somebody I trust. You are at the top of a very short list."

It was Morgan's turn to pace. Images flashed through his mind, Reid naked - on his knees, begging for him. How is it he'd never given a second thought to his friend's sexuality and now it was all he could think about? "How much do I have to show you?"

"Everything."

"Everything? I saw you kiss Lila so maybe we don't need to go that far back."

"You saw her kiss me and it ended pretty quickly. I didn't have time to analyze exactly what I was feeling let alone doing. I'm not sure what role tongues are supposed to play. You know like…" He demonstrated pink tongue flicking and darting doing a very poor imitation of a terrible porn star.

Morgan's palm connected with the back of his head. "No. No. You never do that to anyone. Ever."

"Ow! Is your tutorship going to involve hitting? I don't like that."

"Don't be a baby. It was a love tap." You don't yet know what you like. Morgan's heart began to thud, blood racing in anticipation. This was actually happening. "If I'm to do this we need rules. One; nobody ever finds out about this. I mean nobody."

"The Great Derek Morgan? Who would even believe me?"

"Pay attention I have no problem hitting you again. Two; I'm always the pitcher never the catcher."

"Wait, I know that phrase. It is sports." Reid crowed in triumph. "Why are we talking about sports - its an analogy - a baseball analogy! Ha!"

"Get there faster."

"Catching." A sudden blush infused his entire face spreading down to his neck. "I uh prefer to uh – catch anyway."

"Ok. Three; if at any time either one of us wants to stop, we stop. Got it?"

"Yes."

"Come on. We should start before I change my mind."

"Now? I had a - uh plan and flash cards." Reid followed him into the living room. "I've been cooking and it was really hot. Shouldn't I be cleaner?"

"You think too much." He patted the cushion next to him. Reid shuffled forward and sat stiffly next to him. "Kiss me." He ordered.

Soft dry lips brushed his so quickly they'd been and gone before Morgan could catch his breath. "Was that okay?"

This was obviously going to be more show than tell. "This will be easier if I kiss you. Just follow my lead."

Morgan leaned over till their noses touched he was so close he could see the flecks of gold in Reid's nervous eyes. Head cocked he gently pressed against the tightly closed lips stroking his hand up the slim back. Excitement slammed into him at the chaste kiss. If he could think he might have questioned how quickly he'd embraced their new status quo but it didn't matter to him how they'd come to be here just that they were. With a soft sigh Reid slightly parted his lips chasing his tutor's hot mouth even as his slight body shivered and trembled in desire. Morgan run his big hand along the back of Reid's neck sliding his dark fingers up into the soft brunette tresses. He felt delicate under him breakable even, every shuddery breath made Morgan feel bigger, stronger his alpha side barely restrained. He'd never wanted to pin somebody down and just take as badly as he did right now.

It would have been perfect except for one tiny problem. "What's going on with your hands? You look like you're trying to take flight!"

"I don't know where to put them."

"Go with your instincts." Reid still eyed him warily. "You can touch me wherever you want."

Morgan captured the soft pink lips again, gratified to feel a cautious hand grabbing his bicep. God, he'd never been this hard! He felt it the moment Reid fully relaxed because he began to rub excitedly against him. His other hand dipped under the tight t-shirt to trace the tattoo on Morgan's lower back. The noises Reid made; soft gasps and desperate pants reached inside him tugging at his groin.

He had to get closer. With a powerful move he flipped the genius under him thrusting urgently between the widespread legs. The ancient couch protested under their combined weight letting out a squeak with every pumping motion. Reid's slim legs wrapped tight around his waist a slow bump and grind mashed clothed erections together. Morgan tried to get up… slow down… breathe but Reid made a sound of distress and dragged him back down fusing their lips together. Open-mouthed wet kisses drew him into a deep dark well of need. Sweet, he was so fucking sweet!

"I can't stop." Morgan breathed into that intoxicating mouth. His mind swam even as he picked up the pace. Holy fuck! He slipped his tongue back into Reid eating the wild cries as the slim body shuddered and heaved against his. The liquid warmth that soaked through his pants set him off. "Reid." He bellowed hand fisted in Reid's hair holding him in place as he pumped to completion with mindless abandon.

Their harsh breathing echoed in the room as they trembled riding out the aftershocks. "Morgan?"

"Hmmm."

"Can't breathe."

Oh damn. Morgan scrambled off of him. "I'm sorry. Are you okay?"

The languid heavy lidded smile Reid bestowed on him shook him to his core. "Is it always so – um - intense?"

No. "Yes." Morgan shook his head in an attempt to clear the lusty fog that still danced up and down his spine. That was a hell of a kiss. "It's always like that."