Reid gasped softly as the kiss was broken and Rossi drifted down his neck. His pulse raced, pounding in his throat, and he couldn't help but smile ruefully when Rossi pulled away.

"Yeah. I don't know about you, but I didn't exactly like calling in the paramedics and I'd prefer to not have to do that again." His smile became more genuine and he reached up, holding Rossi's hand to his face. "Something to look forward to, right?"

The butterflies receded, becoming calm and warm. He felt safe. He very, very rarely felt safe.