Shooting Lessons
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Rating:
Adult
Chapters:
1
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4,445
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1
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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Shooting Lessons
Warning: Spoilers for episode six of season one: L.D.S.K. Also, don't get you're hopes up, there's no sex in this one.
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Shooting Lessons
SSA Dr. Spencer Reid was very obviously getting frustrated with the object he was holding in his hands. The man who had an eidetic memory, could read 20,000 words a minute, and had an IQ of 187 couldn’t shoot a target to save his life.
Well, that wasn’t entirely true. He could hit a target, just not where he was aiming. Tyler Benson watched his efforts with a small smirk on his lips. He himself had never seen the use of a gun, preferring a more hands on approach to his victims.
But Reid was convinced that he needed to carry a gun to be a good profiler. Or, the more likely reason was it helped him sleep at night. As it was, Tyler finally decided to help the struggling FBI profiler and made his way over.
“Reid, let’s play a little game, ok?” he called loud enough so that Reid could hear him through the earphones. The genius jumped and looked back at the British serial killer.
“Um, ok, what is it?” he asked, setting the pistol down on the counter in front of him. He was curious as to what this odd young man would come up with to help him. They had been playing a game of cat and mouse with each other since Gideon had decided to take Tyler as a charge. Both had felt an attraction to the other, though Tyler was really the one to act on it. Since the cops hadn’t been able to prove who had killed all of the 20-year-old’s six victims, the BAU had decided to keep him under close surveillance. Not that he fought that decision.
“If you hit the shoulder, I’ll kiss you’re cheek.” He said, running a slender, lightly freckled hand over Reid’s arm. The FBI agent shivered, almost unnoticeably, though Tyler saw this, and smiled again. “If you his the torso, I’ll kiss your lips.” He deliberately paused just to watch Reid squirm.
“And what if I hit the head?” asked Reid, swallowing nervously.
“Well, you see, that’s a secret. You’ll have to hit to find out.” He said, then stepped back. The genius didn’t know this but SSA Hotchner was just outside the door.
Reid swallowed again and picked the gun back up, aiming carefully, then firing. It didn’t exactly hit the shoulder. More like the elbow actually, but it was enough for Tyler who stepped forward and pressed a gentle kiss to Reid’s cheek.
“Ok, again, this time aim for the torso.” He said, stepping back yet again, and brushing his messy auburn hair out of his green eyes.
Reid repeated the process, this time hitting somewhere near the bottom of the picture, near where the hips would be if it wasn’t a poster Reid was shooting at.
Tyler waited for him to set the gun down, then took his arm, turned him around, and planted a kiss on Reid’s lips, drawing a startled squeak from the genius. It only lasted a few seconds, but it was enough for Reid to have to struggle to breathe properly when Tyler pulled away.
Just as Reid was lining up for his next shot, hoping to make the headshot, Hotch made his appearance, startling both men, though Tyler didn’t show it.
“Reid, we have a case.” He said in that all-work-no-play voice. Tyler rolled his eyes.
“Yes, it’s nice to see you too, Hotch. I’m fine, thanks for asking.” Hotch just ignored him and continued talking to Reid.
“The rest of the team are ready when you are. Please hurry, and bring Benson with you.” He glared at the Brit as if he were a disease. Which actually could be what the Agent thought of him.
“You know, I’ve just realized, I could have been on Law and Order: SVU.” Tyler piped up, just for the satisfaction of annoying Hotch. Reid just shook his head and followed Hotch out of the room.
xXxXxXx
The L.D.S.K had been caught. We actually he’d had he brain turned to mush by Reid, and was now being wheeled out of the hospital in a body bag, but it still worked. As the stretcher passed, Tyler inspected the blood on the cloth. A head shot. He smiled. Looks like he was going to get to show Reid that special surprise after all.
He made his way to the ambulance where Reid was standing. Hotch had just walked away, and the genius looked like he was about to laugh.
“Hey, Reid, do you remember what I was telling you, back a Quantico?” he asked, taking the other’s hand. Reid shook his head.
“Hmm, well then, let me refresh my memory…”
Fin
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Shooting Lessons
SSA Dr. Spencer Reid was very obviously getting frustrated with the object he was holding in his hands. The man who had an eidetic memory, could read 20,000 words a minute, and had an IQ of 187 couldn’t shoot a target to save his life.
Well, that wasn’t entirely true. He could hit a target, just not where he was aiming. Tyler Benson watched his efforts with a small smirk on his lips. He himself had never seen the use of a gun, preferring a more hands on approach to his victims.
But Reid was convinced that he needed to carry a gun to be a good profiler. Or, the more likely reason was it helped him sleep at night. As it was, Tyler finally decided to help the struggling FBI profiler and made his way over.
“Reid, let’s play a little game, ok?” he called loud enough so that Reid could hear him through the earphones. The genius jumped and looked back at the British serial killer.
“Um, ok, what is it?” he asked, setting the pistol down on the counter in front of him. He was curious as to what this odd young man would come up with to help him. They had been playing a game of cat and mouse with each other since Gideon had decided to take Tyler as a charge. Both had felt an attraction to the other, though Tyler was really the one to act on it. Since the cops hadn’t been able to prove who had killed all of the 20-year-old’s six victims, the BAU had decided to keep him under close surveillance. Not that he fought that decision.
“If you hit the shoulder, I’ll kiss you’re cheek.” He said, running a slender, lightly freckled hand over Reid’s arm. The FBI agent shivered, almost unnoticeably, though Tyler saw this, and smiled again. “If you his the torso, I’ll kiss your lips.” He deliberately paused just to watch Reid squirm.
“And what if I hit the head?” asked Reid, swallowing nervously.
“Well, you see, that’s a secret. You’ll have to hit to find out.” He said, then stepped back. The genius didn’t know this but SSA Hotchner was just outside the door.
Reid swallowed again and picked the gun back up, aiming carefully, then firing. It didn’t exactly hit the shoulder. More like the elbow actually, but it was enough for Tyler who stepped forward and pressed a gentle kiss to Reid’s cheek.
“Ok, again, this time aim for the torso.” He said, stepping back yet again, and brushing his messy auburn hair out of his green eyes.
Reid repeated the process, this time hitting somewhere near the bottom of the picture, near where the hips would be if it wasn’t a poster Reid was shooting at.
Tyler waited for him to set the gun down, then took his arm, turned him around, and planted a kiss on Reid’s lips, drawing a startled squeak from the genius. It only lasted a few seconds, but it was enough for Reid to have to struggle to breathe properly when Tyler pulled away.
Just as Reid was lining up for his next shot, hoping to make the headshot, Hotch made his appearance, startling both men, though Tyler didn’t show it.
“Reid, we have a case.” He said in that all-work-no-play voice. Tyler rolled his eyes.
“Yes, it’s nice to see you too, Hotch. I’m fine, thanks for asking.” Hotch just ignored him and continued talking to Reid.
“The rest of the team are ready when you are. Please hurry, and bring Benson with you.” He glared at the Brit as if he were a disease. Which actually could be what the Agent thought of him.
“You know, I’ve just realized, I could have been on Law and Order: SVU.” Tyler piped up, just for the satisfaction of annoying Hotch. Reid just shook his head and followed Hotch out of the room.
xXxXxXx
The L.D.S.K had been caught. We actually he’d had he brain turned to mush by Reid, and was now being wheeled out of the hospital in a body bag, but it still worked. As the stretcher passed, Tyler inspected the blood on the cloth. A head shot. He smiled. Looks like he was going to get to show Reid that special surprise after all.
He made his way to the ambulance where Reid was standing. Hotch had just walked away, and the genius looked like he was about to laugh.
“Hey, Reid, do you remember what I was telling you, back a Quantico?” he asked, taking the other’s hand. Reid shook his head.
“Hmm, well then, let me refresh my memory…”
Fin