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fliesforeyes · 22 days
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reader attending one of Spencer's lectures, kinda smiling to herself because just hours ago the confident man on the podium was between her legs, begging for her to call him a good boy
[i wrote this as reader being a teacher assistant cause im sorry i can't do student x teacher it feels wrong to me]
you sat at his desk, legs crossed and out of sight from the students as spencer reid presented his next topic of discussion. he always looked so gorgeous during his lectures, so fuckable.
that image was solidified with the memory of him just moments before, 20 minutes before class started with prayers running through your head that a student wouldn't come in early for help. spencers head had been buried between your thighs, hand gripping your soft flesh so hard you knew there'd be bruises by tomorrow. he'd whine with the soft tugs you gave his hair, nose pressed against you as he sucked and licked at your clit. his words still rang through your head,
"please- oh please cum for me baby,"
"oh my god you taste so good, so fucking good,"
he'd sat on his knees, you propped on his desk, the one right before you now. you could see the obvious tent in his slacks, you watched as his hips pressed into the air. you knew how hard he was, youd felt him moments ago. but right now you wanted to cum, he could wait.
"please, please can i touch myself?"
"oh please, ive been such a good boy,"
"tell me im good- please ive been so good for you-"
the whine spencer let out when you finally granted him permission to fuck his own fist would live with you forever you believed. he sounded so pretty, and you can still hear a rasp in the way he speaks, he'd really done a number on his voice with how vocal he was for you. a small smile graced your lips, you see the way students look at him, and you took pride in knowing you were the only one he got that desperate for.
and as you sat in those memories, your thighs pressed together where you sat, clit throbbing, waiting for the lecture to end. you were so grateful for the desk in front of you, the one blocking the students view of your lower half, the one you hoped spencer would bend you over once class was dismissed.
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fliesforeyes · 30 days
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Spencer loves when reader marks him up, because reader is so proud to call him hers
early/mid seasons spencer reid would be so embarrassed, not of you, but of his teammates seeing the marks. it's humiliating to him, knowing that the other bau members know he's intimate with someone else.
the sneaky comments from morgan make him blush beyond belief, red flushing his cheeks and neck down to his chest, reaching the marks that morgan doesn't even know are there; he only saw the fading one peeking out from spencers shirt collar. but they're humiliating in a way that almost turns spencer on.
he sits in his chair, blushing, willing himself not to get hard at the memory of you on his lap, lips sucking as his skin. he loves you so much even thinking of you riles him up at work. he'd ask you in a hushed whisper to keep the marks below his collarbone, desperate to keep himself sane in the office.
when youre on him, he relishes in the feeling of your soft lips on his neck, his shoulders, his chest. he whimpers at the making of a darker mark, hips jutting into your own from underneath. he loves how proud you are to have him, he just wants to keep this to himself for a while.
but late seasons spencer reid, oh he's so eager to let you mark him up wherever you please. of course, with limits considering his job as a federal agent, but he loves to pretend you have free reign. he loves how much you love to claim him, to make him so obviously taken, obviously yours.
morgans gotten so used to the sight of hickeys climbing up the base of spencer's neck that he doesn't even mention it anymore. it's not some crazy thing to tease spencer about, now it's the norm.
spencer still cherishes the feeling of you sucking at his skin just the same, he'd never get used to it. it always manages to make him fall apart, make his breathing shake and his fingers dig into the soft flesh of your hips.
he especially still isn't used to it at work, he's just gotten better at suppressing his thoughts of you. a glance in the mirror still makes his cheeks turn a little pink, he'd run his fingers against his bruised skin and imagine the feeling of your hot tongue. he'd miss you, desperate to get home and see you again, desperate to let you leave another mark.
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fliesforeyes · 1 month
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actually my third request but I can’t stop thinking about Spencer since I’m watching criminal minds for the like fifth time…
What about fem!reader teaching Spencer how to do a cunnilingus and he is a really good learner so r cum for the seconde time. (idk if it make sense)
babes. ily. let's get into this (im sorry this is so vague im sleepy)
spencer reid would of course have the best intentions the first time he goes down on you, he just, doesn't really know what he's doing. so before he can even get much done, before his chin is wet, he pulls back again and asks for help.
you of course offer advice, pointing out where your clit is, how to stimulate it, what he should do and when and with how much pressure. he takes mental notes quickly, memorizing exactly what you like.
spencer makes you cum in just a few minutes after your first lesson. he's moaning into your pussy, face soaked and lips raw, fingers pressing against the soft meat of your inner thighs. he loves the feeling of your hands in his hair, tugging as his soft curls, his hips secretly grinding into the mattress and he listens to your praise. it's like he's drunk between your legs, clueless just 10 minutes ago, but now he's eating you out like it's the only thing he knows how to do.
he wouldn't stop for a while. wouldn't stop until you're whining and softly pushing him away, he was too busy memorizing how you reacted to every small change of how his tongue pressed against you and counting every time you came to realize that, maybe it was too much.
spencer used the notes he took again and again, relishing in the feeling of you cumming on his tongue when he finally perfected the technique you taught him.
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fliesforeyes · 1 month
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heyyyy I don’t know if you already did it but I was thinking about reader giving Spencer his first blowjob
i have done this before! if you'd like me to write it again in a different way let me know :)!
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fliesforeyes · 2 months
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spencer that has the weakest pullout game and can’t help but cum inside reader cos she feels so good
it was the first time you and spencer reid had fucked without a condom. he didn't expect it to feel so different, so good, with you wrapped around him, nothing there to seperate the two of you.
he was deep inside you, hips pushing up against the backs of your thighs as he thrusts inside of you, the sound of skin hitting skin and your sopping pussy filled the room. but of course, that was drowned out by spencers moans, his whine, his curses, his whispers. his small,
"oh my god, you feel so good"
"youre so perfect like this"
"making me feel so good sweetheart"
"fuck, i love you so much,"
his voice cracked between words. you heard him so perfectly, with his head buried in your shoulder. your skin was wet with his spit, a result from the wet, sloppy kisses he'd place in the curve of your neck on a particularly good thrust, or after his quiet praises.
your fingers buried in his hair, the other holding onto the smooth of his back. one of spencers hands held him up, his other palm rested on your waist. his voice raised in pitch, moans breaking with desperate pleas.
"baby, please, please can i cum? can i cum inside you? oh my- fuck please let me cum in you please," he rambled almost senselessly, drunk on the feeling of you.
an excited, erratic nod of your head and your whispered, "yes, please yes spencer, please cum in me," were enough to set him over the edge.
spencer came hard, legs shaking as his hips stalled pressing against your own, breathing labored and heavy. he was sure to kiss 'thank yous' into your soft skin. it felt so dirty, but so good, it would be such a shame if this happened again.
and again, and again, and again.
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fliesforeyes · 2 months
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Taking him to my penthouse and freaking it
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fliesforeyes · 2 months
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oh, the thought of phone sex with spencer reid is driving me crazy.
it'd happen while he's gone on a case. not a short one, of course, he can usually last the two to three days away from you. but a week? he felt like he was going crazy without you, without your touch, your lips, your soft skin.
and no, of course he doesn't usually have dirty dreams about you. but tonight, of course, tonight had to be a night he did. he'd dreamt of fucking you, your soft thighs over his, straddling him as he sat against the headboard of your shared bed. the way your lips parted, the beautiful sounds you make, the soft sound of his skin against yours as he thrusted up into you, your grip on his shoulders. it was just enough to get him hard, to make him wake up in a cold sweat.
it was two a.m. when he awoke, the blinds to the window pulled shut. spencer was unbelievablely grateful that this night, he'd gotten a hotel room to himself. he knew you'd be asleep right now, the case only being further up the east coast and not in a seperate time-zone, but he needed to hear your voice.
"spence? what's wrong?" you asked, voice groggy when you picked up after the first few rings. spencer was already palming himself through his underwear, breath labored as he lay on his side. he'd never been this forward, and now that he has you on the phone, he doesn't even know what to say.
"i just- god i miss you," he said, voice quiet in the dark of his room. you quickly understood what he meant, the lack and breath and neediness in his voice apparent, the way he whined your name only furthering your assumption.
"yeah, spence?" you heard him mumble a small, 'mhm' in response, probably nodding despite you not being able to see it. you wished you could see it, you wished you could see how desperately his hips jutted forward, his big hand wrapped around his cock, his eyebrows furrowed as he bit back a moan of your name when he heard the teasing in your voice.
"needed to call me? need to hear my voice to cum?" you asked, already knowing his answer.
"yeah, please, please keep talking, is this okay? can i touch myself?" spencer whispered. he wanted to be sure this was okay with you. this was never something you two had even mentioned.
"mhm, yeah of course you can baby, whatever you need." your voice was still groggy and thick with sleep, but if anything it further pushed spencers fantasy of waking you and filling you up. "what should i talk about?" you asked, never having done this before.
"anything, please anything, just wanna hear you," he replied, breath heavy as he finally slipped his hand under his boxers and ran his hand along his hard cock. you heard a heavy whine through the receiver, a moan nearly escaping your lips at how pretty he sounded.
you simply rambled about the book you'd been reading, your day, your plans for the weekend. it was hard to concentrate when you could hear spencer getting himself off, the silent gasps and the moans distracting you from your words. spencer would mumble a small, "keep going," your name hushed under his breath.
you would go silent as he cums, thighs clenching together as you chewed your lip at the moan spencer let out, hushed in a way that almost turned you on even more.
"you done, spence?" you asked gently, yawning as your eyes drifted back to sleep.
"mhm, thank you," he responded. spencer kept the small note in his head that this was something you liked, for use on future cases.
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fliesforeyes · 2 months
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heyyy first, I love your work so so much like you’re one of my favourite account 🫶🏻
I was thinking about Spencer always being bottom and wanting to try to be on top for the first time <3
omg what thank you so much ♡♡
oo i like this idea a lot, thank you, im assuming you mean spencer usually physically being on bottom (like reader riding him), so i jumped into this with that.
spencer reid's fingers dug into the soft flesh of your hips, lips attached to your own as you kissed him vehemently. it usually started like this, you straddling his hips, your mouth shushing his soft whines as you ground your hips against his hard cock through his pants.
his brows furrowed, usually as he got lost in the feeling of you, but this time it was in mild frustration. spencer wanted to change it this time, but he didn't know how to say that.
"do you wanna keep going?" you asked as you pulled away, making eye contact with spencer, watching as he breathed heavy, nodding a whispering a quick "yeah, yes". you tugged his shirt up and off, tossing it to the other side of the bed. spencer pulled your shirt off as well, then watched as you got off of him to pull off your pajama pants and underwear. he quickly tugged his own off as well, slightly curling in on himself.
your hand landed on his knee, and you looked at spencer with the intention of getting back on top. instead, you watched as he chewed his lip, not quite looking at you.
"are you okay? we don't have to do anything if you don't want to-" you asked worried, before being interrupted by spencers timid voice.
"no, no i want to, i promise. just, um," he swallowed his nerves before speaking again, "can you lay down?"
you smiled and nodded at his request, settling on your back, your head propped up on his pillow, your knees bent. he sat up, shuffling to settle between your thighs as you spread your legs for him, lifting your thighs to settle over his own, wrapping subtly around his hips.
"ohh, okay i see what you want, pretty boy," you spoke, watching as spencer blushed, ducking his head with a smile and a shy nod. you shivered as he ran his soft hand along your stomach, grabbing gently at the plush skin of your waist, his other hand joining to caress your inner thigh.
"i didn't realize how beautiful you'd look under me like this," he whispered, eyes glancing at your face to see you reaction. your hands settled over his shoulders as he shuffled closer, the tops of his thighs flush with the bottom of yours, his cock resting on your pussy. his left hand landed on the bed by your waist, his right moving to gently press against the top of his cock, applying the slightest friction to your clit as he subtly rocked back and forth. he liked it when you teased him, why would he not do the same?
spencer moved to line himself up with you, eyes moving from your pretty pussy to make eye contact. "can i?" he asked, eyes flitting between your eyes and your lips.
"yes, yeah, please," you replied, already breathless at this new confidence he had. he kissed you quickly before pulling back to look down again.
spencer let out a breathless, "oh-oh fuck" as he pushed into you, it felt different than when you were on top. he whimpered once his pelvis was pressed against you, his cock fully inside as he settled almost on top of you. he buried his face into your shoulder, kissing your hot skin between breaths. one of your hands settled in his curly hair, the other tracing along the smooth expanse of his back.
spencer had just found his new favorite way to have you.
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fliesforeyes · 2 months
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Reid smut blurb? Pegging/Anal for the first time. Slightly hard with GN!reader but I’m positive there’s a way for the wording to work! :)
ooo okay 🤭 also, i went with a GN afab reader, solely because im afab so i don't think id be able to write an amab reader very well!! this is longer than i expected..
spencer was nervous. he'd done everything you'd asked him to do, he'd cleaned himself efficiently, bought lube, waited on the bed for you to get home. stayed pliant as you kissed him when you arrived. he was never especially dominant, but right now he allowed himself to let the usual control he had drop.
spencer let himself get swallowed in the feeling of you fingering him, gently stretching him out in order to take the strap you had bought last week. he whined and moaned against your hair, your gentle kisses down his throat soothing his anxiousness. he opened his eyes as you pulled back, his hands settling on your bare waist.
"you ready, spence?" he nodded, biting his bottom lip. "words, baby," you whispered.
"yes, please," he replied, blushing. you smiled and pushed his hair out of his face. spencer watched as you stepped off the bed, putting on the strap, adjusting it to sit snug against your pelvis.
he sat pretty for you once you told him how to. his knees pressed into the mattress, face gently planted on a pillow, arms above his head, hands gripping the pillowcase. he spread his legs enough for you to settle between them, leaning over him to grab the bottle of lube he'd purchased. you squirted some in your hand, rubbing it along the shaft of your silicone cock.
"this'll be cold," you mumbled loud enough for spencer to hear before gently applying the lube to his hole, watching as he sucked in a harsh breath, your fingers occasionally slipping in. spencers head turned further to the side, he watched you in his peripheral as you lined your cock up with him.
his mouth opened as you slowly pushed in, relishing in the feeling of your hands settled on his hips, brows furrowing at the stretch.
"you okay?" you asked, eyes flitting between his flushed face and your cock.
"mhm, yeah," he gasped once he felt you fully inside him, pelvis pressed to his ass. "need a minute," he whispered, face burying slightly in his pillow.
"mhm, that's okay," you whispered, leaning over spencer to press a kiss along his spine, fingers gently caressing the soft skin of his ass.
he took a minute full of deep breaths, once he reached back for your hips and you felt him gently pushing himself against you, you knew he was ready for more. of course you started slow, gently pulling out about half way before pushing back in until you couldn't anymore, listening to the huffs and silent gasps the left spencers lips.
"you sound so beautiful baby, look so pretty taking me like this," you whispered, one hand gripping the fold of his hip as the other pressed against his lower back. you kept him in place while speeding up a bit, chuckling softly as spencer let out a loud whimper, burying his face in the pillow with a whine at your new tempo.
"feels so- fuck so good," he gasped, hands gripping the sheets. you knew he was close, with the way he met your thrusts halfway and with how loud he was- he was always so vocal when he was about to cum.
spencer gasped your name when you gently leaned over him, hand wrapping around his body to softly grab as his hard, leaking cock. he was so so sensitive by now, you knew when his breath picked up and his hips stuttered, not knowing if they should push into your hand or back onto your cock. he settled with staying as still as possible, legs shaking and your thrusts stayed steady, fingers teasing his tip.
"god- oh my god fuck im gonna cum," he sounded just as desperate as when he was pussy drunk, words mumbled but his moans so clear, even with his face pressed against a pillow, his drool leaving a wet spot beneath his lips. you stilled as you felt him cum against your hand and the bed, giving him a minute to calm before pulling out.
spencer rolled to lay on his side, not having the energy to clean up just yet, but his eyes watched your face.
"was that good?" you asked, partially to make sure he enjoyed it as much as it seemed, but also to see if you personally did well.
a dopey smile formed on spencers lips. "that was so good, we should do that more."
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fliesforeyes · 2 months
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mmmm perhaps spencer being woken up with head 👀 u know that man Whimpers
babes. you're a genius. also- yes ofc he whimpers soso much
spencer would be the one to wake you up, he just didn't know he was doing it. he would be grinding his half-hard cock into the side of your leg, movements slow and sluggish with sleep.
once you woke up and realized what was going on, you took a moment to admire him in this state; the way his eyebrows furrowed, the rugged breaths he was taking, his soft lips apart as quiet whimpers and gasps escaped, his eyes squeezing shut at a particularly sharp roll of his hips. he was so beautiful, you couldn't help but wonder what he was dreaming about.
his fingers twitched where they grasped at your (his) shirt. you stayed watching him, your hand running down his soft stomach, pushing under the waistband of his pajama pants and palming him over his boxers. you felt how much harder he got at your contact, watched as his eyebrows furrowed heavier. he whined as you stroked him over the fabric, not waking up at your groping.
no, he wouldn't wake up until you had him in your mouth, you were sure of it.
you settled between his legs after pulling his pants and underwear off, tossing them somewhere off the back edge of the bed. your hand gripped his cock gently, smearing his precum as you admired the small juts his hips made into your hand as you passed over his tip. the whimper spencer let out once you finally wrapped your lips around him nearly made you moan, it was sleepy and yet still so needy.
your tongue swirled around his tip, pausing as you took him further in your mouth. you pulled back and watched as his head turned in his sleep, eyes slowly opening when you sucked on him again. spencer moaned your name, fingers tiredly curling into your hair, legs spreading to give you more room. you stayed slow while he awoke, wanting to be nice to your boy, but you got impatient. spencers eyes fully opened at a particularly harsh suck, your lips fully wrapped around him, tongue pressed against the underside of his cock.
he spoke your name again, this time in a question. it seems spencer didn't remember his dream, his thoughts only full of you this morning as he finally looked down at you, letting out a small moan at the sight of your messy bed hair, your pretty face, his hard cock wet with your spit.
"thought id help you out, spence," you whispered as you kissed his hip before taking him back in your mouth.
"th-thank you."
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fliesforeyes · 2 months
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BABES I AM IN LOVE WITH YOUR WORK
AAA OMG YOURE SO SWEET 🤭🤭
i may have a lil something in the drafts rn, to be posted soon 🥰
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fliesforeyes · 2 months
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you guys should send me little blurb/story requests for reid 🤭🤭 please give me ideas im going insane
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fliesforeyes · 3 months
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i need to dick him down but all i got is this stupid vagina.....
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fliesforeyes · 3 months
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dying thinking about spencer reid waking you up by eating you out.
he'd push your legs apart so gently, shuffling down your body under the heat of your shared blanket. he wouldn't even be awake enough himself to pull your underwear down and off your legs, he'd just push it to the side before burying his face in your pussy, tongue slowly running between your folds. spencer sees the way your fingers twitch in your sleep when he lightly sucks at your clit. he can't help it but lazily grind his hips into the mattress, the taste of you being something he's always obsessed over.
he subtly smiles against your pussy when you start to turn and whine as you wake up, arms stretching as your legs stretch out over his shoulders, pushing his face deeper between your thighs. you realize what's happening when he starts to move his tongue against your clit again, eyes opening to the sight of his head below your stomach, hands gripping at your hips. your hands bury in his soft hair. you moan as hes still eating you out so gently, but with more effort to make you cum now that youre up. he parts from you, looking up as his thumb works slow circles on your clit.
"good morning, sweetheart."
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fliesforeyes · 3 months
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how about giving spencer reid his first blowjob
he'd be so needy and noisy ugh i need him
warnings/tags: virgin + early seasons spencer, gn reader, oral (m receiving), slight hair pulling, established relationship, praise
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you and spencer sat on your couch, bowl of popcorn perched on your lap as his hand scooped up a few pieces at a time. he didn't like to speak with food in his mouth, so he only chewed one or two pieces at once, lips at the ready to whisper about little details he noticed in the movie you two chose that night.
you loved watching him speak, the way the corner of his lips turned up because he knew you actually listened, his tongue licking his lips when he paused, the shape his lips made as he spoke, his perfect smile. at this point, you were watching and listening to him more than you were the movie.
movie nights between you and spencer had become a normal routine, one of you would show up to the others' apartment, bag of snacks in hand and pajamas on. you'd been dating for about 6 months at this point. you knew spencer knew the exact length of time it had been since you asked him out, since he blushed and said yes, but he didn't say it. he got nervous when it came to you, when he thought about how in the hell someone like you fell for him. spencer didn't want to do anything wrong, which is why he'd never initiated anything past kissing.
well, that and the fact that he'd never done anything past kissing.
but right now you really wanted to kiss him. and you really wanted to feel him, and he really wanted to feel you.
so once the credits rolled and he turned to look at you, your hand cupped his cheek, fingers brushing his soft hair.
"can i kiss you?" you whispered, despite watching as his eyes stared at your lips, smiling when he nodded excitedly, body turning toward yours.
his hand quickly came up to your face, fingers pressing into your soft hair as your lips landed on his. you felt his smile as he pushed further into you, hand moving to sit underneath your hair, against the warm skin of your neck. you liked when he got like this, letting his want for you show as his lips opened to let his tongue gently lick at your lip. you opened your mouth, allowing you both to deepen the kiss, tongues exploring each other. spencer turned his head further into yours, the kiss not breaking for much longer than you initially expected when you had asked.
you took a deep breath, wanting to keep going, but getting scared to make any further move on the man in front of you. but, feeling the desperation in the way he moved against you, you decided to do so. your leg swung over spencer's hips as you moved to straddle him, kiss breaking as he pulled away, slightly gasping as his eyes widened at the new position.
"is- is this okay?" you asked, sensing his slight panic, hands landing on his shoulders. his hand had left your face, now playing with his own fingers at his stomach, not touching you. spencer again nodded at your question, lips parting as he tried to put his thoughts into words. only you left him like this, his sentences jumbled beneath you.
"yes- yeah- its okay, don't worry. you- you're so pretty," he said, breathing heavy as his eyes traced down your body. they lingered on the sight of your thighs over his legs, of your hips settled on his thighs. you blushed at his words, smiling as his eyes went back up to yours.
"thank you, spence," you smiled, hands reaching back up to grab his face as you kissed him again. his cheeks burned, shaky hands landing on your hips as he let himself get lost in your lips. the fingers of your left hand moved to the back of his head, cupping his skull, gently scratching at his scalp. his hands tugged you forward and further into his body, arms wrapping around to your back as your chest pressed into his, hips fully on top of his own.
the two of you made out for god knows how long, spencers lips feeling raw and puffy by the time you pulled back, mouth trailing down his cheeks and jaw, to the soft skin of his neck. one of his hands shot to the back of your head, just resting, breath caught in his throat.
he didn't realize until right now how good your lips would feel against his throat, leaving wet, open mouthed kisses, tongue kitten licking at his soft skin. it almost humiliated him, the way he had to hide the desperate noises he was urged to let out, lips pressed tightly as his other hand was clutching your waist. his face burned red when he felt your fingers curl in his hair, gently tugging his head back against the couch to give you more room, the whimper he let out was too obvious to hide. you smiled against his neck, noting that reaction to his hair being pulled. spencers fingers gripped the soft material of the sweater you wore as he let himself loose a little, mouth falling open.
his breathing was heavy and rough, whines and whimpers filling the air as your hand traveled to the collar of his shirt, pulling it down as you sucked at his collarbone. he was grateful for how caring you were, not leaving marks anywhere the team would notice.
spencer felt himself becoming more desperate, both hands falling to your hips as he tugged your body closer, urging your lips back up to his own. you kissed him, feeling his hips jut up into yours, feeling how hard he was. he quickly pulled away, eyes wide as he pushed your hips back.
"i- im so sorry- i didn't mean to- its-" he tried to speak faster than his words allowed, relaxing when you interrupted him.
"hey- hey, spence, it's okay, don't be sorry," you smiled at him, "i liked it."
"okay," he nodded, taking in your admission as he slowly pulled you closer again. "i, um, i liked it too, i like you a lot, i- god i sound like a teenager-" he laughed quietly to himself, head falling. "i love you."
you also quietly laughed at the way he talked to himself. "i love you too spence," his head raised to make eye contact with you again. "can we keep going?" you asked quietly.
spencer nodded, hands coming up to grab your face as he kissed you first this time, shuddering at the feeling of your hands tracing down his chest. your fingers met the sliver of skin that peeked between the bottom of his shirt and the waistband of his pants, gently poking underneath. you waited to see if he had any objections, of which there were none, so you flattened your palm against the hot skin of his stomach.
you felt his kisses deepen, his fingers pressing further into you hair as your own explored the soft skin of his stomach and waist. you gently tugged at the bottom of his shirt, urging him to take it off, so he pulled back and let you pull the garment over his head. you looked back after setting it over the arm of your couch, watching as his cheeks flushed and he fought the urge to cover himself.
"you're beautiful, spence," you whispered, head falling to kiss his chest. you scooted your hips down his legs, almost on his knees as you pressed your lips against the expanse of his chest, one hand landing on his upper thigh. his breath quickened, gasping when he felt you tease his inner thigh. "can i touch you? please, can i make you feel good?" you looked up at him, seeing that he was already staring at you.
"yes- yes please, please i wanna feel good," he whispered, eyes widened as he watched you gently drop to your knees in front of him, hands now holding his hips. spencer whispered your name, word trailing off into a breathy whine as your hand cupped his hard cock through his pants. you watched him intently, seeing his mouth part, eyebrows furrow as you applied more pressure. honestly, you just wanted to see what he liked the most.
he reached down to help once your fingers started playing with his belt, quickly opening it up as yours tugged on the button of his pants, pulling the zipper down to give him more room. your fingers curled into the waistband of his pants and underwear, pausing as his own retracted.
"is this okay? can i take this off?" you wanted to be sure this is what he wanted, but the look in his eyes alone told you everything you needed.
"yes, please," spencer said, shoving his own insecurities away at the moment. he saw the way you reacted to him, the way you looked at him, felt the way you touched him, and he was fairly certain you wanted him just as much as he wanted you.
and so, you slipped your fingers under the waistband of his underwear, watching as spencer lifted his hips to help you pull his clothes down his hips. you didn't look at his body just yet, simply sliding the fabric down and off his legs, maneuvering it off of his feet. you set his pants and underwear in a small pile beside you on the floor.
spencers heart raced- no one had ever seen him like this. he was terrified of disappointing you, his hands hovering above his pelvis, fingers toying with each other as he fought the urge to cover himself. your eyes widened as you finally looked at him. you took it the soft skin of his pelvis, the gentle folds in his stomach as he sat, the smooth expanse of his thighs, his hard, leaking cock, the curls of his trimmed pubic hair. spencer opened his mouth to apologize, worried something was wrong because of your silence, words caught in his throat as you unknowingly interrupted him.
"you're so pretty, spencer," you said, looking up to make eye contact with him.
he bit back a smile, not sure how to react, but simply settling on a mumbled, "thank you," as he looked down at his hands. his thighs shook as you slowly ran both of your hands up his legs, his hands moving to rest as his sides. his skin burned, you could feel it beneath your palms that now settled on his hip bones, thumbs tracing gentle circles into the skin.
"is it okay if i touch you now?" you asked, spencers eyes shooting to yours as he nodded, lips parting as his breathing became heavier at just the thought of your hand- or your mouth- on his cock. he stayed watching you as you broke eye contact, instead moving to look at his dick.
you brought your hand to your face, spencers eyes widening as he watched you lick from the base of your palm to the tips of your fingers. while you hadn't done this much, you knew it would feel way better if he were wet. a choked whimper left spencers throat as your non-dominant hand gently grabbed him low on his shaft, the other moving to smear his leaked precum along your fingers and palm, moisture mixing with your spit. your other hand let go as you slowly moved your wet hand down his length, eyes shifting between his dick and his face to watch his reactions.
spencer urged himself to keep his eyes open, completely absorbed by the sight of your hand wrapped around him. he continued letting out small moans and gasps as your hand held a fairly steady pace, occasionally stopping at the top as your thumb smeared more precum, teasing his sensitive tip. he looked so beautiful already, his hair messed up from your kissing, his cheeks flushed, his lips parted.
your mouth watered at the sight, so you placed your free hand on his upper thigh, your other hand stopping at the base of his cock as you leaned forward, mouthing opening as you gently licked his tip. spencer moaned at the heat of your mouth, hips bucking forward as he whined your name. you felt more confident at his reaction, moving to lick a stripe from the base of his dick to the tip, wrapping your lips around him. he moaned your name again, hand flexing as it parted from his side. you gently sucked before pulling off, looking up at his fucked out expression.
"you can touch me, spence, just don't push please," he quickly nodded at your words, hand moving to push into your hair and rest on your head. he again said "thank you," appreciating you telling him what he can do. his other hand landed on your shoulder as you took him back into his mouth.
spencer tried so hard not to dig his nails into your skin- he knew he wasn't gonna last long. you knew this too, and took a little bit of pride in the way he reacted to your movements.
"oh- oh fuck-" he stuttered as you took him a little further into your mouth. you couldn't take him all the way, so your hand grasped at what your lips didn't touch. you sucked gently as you slowly moved your head up and down, his tip brushing the roof of your mouth with each movement. spencer couldn't help the noises that left his lips- whines, moans, gasps, choked words as he stuttered your name. you pulled off of him for a second, so he looked down at you to see what was wrong.
"im sorry i can't really.. move very fast," you whispered, insecure in your movements even though they proved to be working. his eyes widened at your words, heads shaking no before he spoke.
"no, no don't be sorry, please don't be sorry, it feels so good," he assured you, hand moving to pet at your hair and cup your cheek. "trust me, you're making me feel so- so good," he said, breathless as you smiled at him. you learned in that moment that you loved his praise, and it pushed you to keep going.
you started sucking on his cock again, spencers head falling back onto the couch with his eyes screwed shut.
"it- your mouth is so warm oh my god-" he spoke, words higher pitched than normal. you felt his hips bucking into you slightly, but you liked it. you liked seeing him so desperate for you like this. you took the occasional break to lick at his slit or circle your tongue around his head, but quickly brought him back deeper in your mouth when his moans broke into whimpers, his fingers flexing in your hair. spencers thighs shook, tensing around your body, the muscles in his abdomen flexing as he got closer.
"i- im gonna-" he moaned your name, "oh my god im gonna cum- please, please please please." he almost sounded like he was crying, and you pulled back as your hand moved to quickly jerk him off. his hips pushed desperately into your palm as he came, mouth open as he gasped your name and incoherent praises. he was so perfectly fucked out, his brain only filled with thoughts of you as his cum landed on your hand and his belly. you slowed your movements to a stop, letting spencer catch his breath as you watched.
"you're so perfect," he said, moving his head to look down at you. you blushed and smiled at the praise, eyes shifting from his face to the warm cum that sat on your fingers, bringing an idea into your head.
before you could think about saying anything, you brought your hand to your mouth, licking a little bit of his cum off of your finger. spencer moaned at the sight, hand again cupping your face.
"let's get you cleaned up, huh?" you asked, curiosity fulfilled after tasting a little bit of him. he nodded, eyelids heavy as he felt incredibly tired. you got up to grab a small hand towel, getting it wet with warm water before returning and wiping his cum off of his belly and now softened cock, a small whine leaving his throat at the overstimulation on his sensitive dick. you walked to your bathroom to toss the towel in a hamper and wash your hands before returning to spencer and sitting on the couch next to him.
he quickly, but tiredly, grabbed your face and pressed his lips to your own, kissing you gently. you pulled away and looked at him, brushing his messy hair out of his face.
"you were so good for me, spencer," you spoke quietly, watching as he bit back a smile, his cheeks burning red.
"thank you- that, you were really good, too," he said, kissing you again to solidify his point. "can we go to bed?" he asked quietly, shifting his body to face yours.
"of course, sweetheart," you responded, again basking in his cute, nervous reaction to the name you called him. spencer picked up his clothes from the floor, following you into your bedroom and slipping on his boxers when you got there. you pulled off your pants as he climbed under the covers, the soft skin of your thighs catching his attention before you followed him into bed.
you both murmured "i love you" to the other in the quiet of your room. the heat of spencers bare skin pulled you into sleep where you laid curled against his side, his arm holding you close. he too fell asleep, shortly after pressing a kiss to the top of your head. spencer loved this. discovering sex with you, falling asleep with you. he loved you.
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fliesforeyes · 4 months
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im actively drooling i want him so bad
Okay, so any head canons for Spencer initiating sex throughout the different seasons? Like he obviously grows into himself throughout the show so do you think it would change his approach/ what he’d say or do?!
WATCH THIS BE 90% BABY REID BUT CAN YOU BLAME ME??????
this honestly just turned into sex with spencer through the seasons ;P
season 1-4:
i think season 1-4 spencer would NEVER initiate anything besides staring at you with big eyes and waiting for you to read his mind that he's needy, which you'd end up getting really good at actually.
also needs lots of guidance and reassurance and is absolutely a sub but feels bad about it bcs you're doing all the work while he just sits pretty but you make sure he knows that you don't mind and you actually like it.
not very adventurous, likes pretty vanilla sex bcs he's inexperienced and worried about doing anything wrong or not liking it and being too shy to tell you.
loves dry humping bcs it means he doesn't have to be completely exposed but also just loves the feeling of you grinding on him through his clothes.
you'd quickly find out that he loves to be praised, hearing you tell him how good he feels, how full you are and how pretty he looks under you making him throb.
isn't really that vocal bcs he's shy about being too loud but when he does let out louder moans it makes you clench around, telling him you want to hear how good you make him feel.
definitely accidentally calls you mommy and almost cries from embarrassment when you just stare at him but when you tell him to say it again he almost cums then and there.
100% cries when he cums bcs you just make him feel so good and he just can't help but let tears spill down his cheeks as he whimpers and moans.
gets caught staring at your boobs while you ride him or just in general and can't help but whimper when you notice and ask if he wants to suck on them.
loves coming home from a long day and snuggling up to you, not-so-subtly grinding his hardening length into you as his way of telling you he needs you.
the first time he actually initiated anything with you was after he was gone on a case for over a week, so much pent up sexual frustration completely overriding his nerves.
came home and hugged you so tightly with his face buried in your neck before he pulled away and abruptly desperately pressed his lips to yours, making you say something like "guess you missed me then?"
season 5-8:
still wouldn't be entirely confident in initiating anything sexual but he definitely would, he'd just be shy about it, never really outright telling you, he'd just come up behind you and hug you, making sure you notice the tent in his pants.
prefers when you two are just making out and it leads to more, mostly so he doesn't have to ask, which you already knew so he never really has to ask.
would be a little more open to experimenting with new things if you asked him, like edging and overstimulation but nothing too much.
munch!!!!!! loves loves loves eating you out, honestly more than you going down on him, he just loves how you taste and the feeling of your thighs around his head, hands gripping his hair as you grind onto his lips.
tries domming a few times but just doesn't really know what he's doing or how to properly take control so it just ends up with him pretty much being a service top, completely following your lead.
finally lets out his really vocal side, constantly letting out choked moans and whimpers, practically screaming your name when he cums.
is really taken aback when you introduce a vibrator to the bedroom, which he isn't threatened by whatsoever and actually enjoys using them on you and realises that he likes when you use it on him, the feeling of the vibrations on his tip making him lose his mind.
is a lot more comfortable with pda but is definitely still really bashful, especially when you kiss him in front of the team, mostly bcs he knows that he's never gonna hear the end of it from derek.
doesn't like being asked about his sex life, even in a jokey way bcs he just feels different from everyone else, especially since all his male friends talk about being the dominant one and he's not at all.
you definitely have to reassure him that he's no less of a man for being submissive, telling him it's just a preference and everyone has them and as long as you're both happy it's nothing to do with anyone else.
season 9-12:
way more comfortable with initiating and telling you what he wants and likes but still needs reassurance.
more open to experimenting with harder kinks that you want to try but definitely makes a clear boundary when it comes to blindfolds, telling you the reasoning, which you completely understand and comfort him about the whole thing.
finds out he likes to be restrained sometimes, only his wrists so that he can't touch you which makes him whine and beg, the sound of you letting out a slightly sadistic giggle making his cock twitch.
really vocal!!! like neighbours complaining about you moaning kind of vocal, ofc you didn't tell them it wasn't you moaning but you did tell spencer they thought it was you which made him blush bright red.
loves face sitting, taking forever to convince you that he won't suffocate and die and when you finally do he can tell you're holding back from fully sitting on his face so he just grips your waist and tugs you down.
actually boasts about his sex life on occasion, only when it's appropriate ofc, the first time he ever mentioned anything sexual to derek he couldn't even say anything, just standing with his mouth open, unsure if he was dreaming.
every time he comes back from a long case the first thing he does as soon as he sees you is messily press his lips to yours, the feeling of your soft lips on his washing away all the horrors of the case.
ofc second on the agenda is being buried between your thighs, which he isn't shy to initiate anymore, he'll drop to his knees anywhere anytime.
loves to kiss you in front of the team, mostly for the shock factor it still has on them but also bcs he just loves to show anyone who's watching how much he loves you and that he's not afraid to show it.
season 13-15:
absolutely no shame in initiating sex and will just come up to you and pull you by your waist to kiss you.
hot take but to me he still wouldn't be entirely dominant and would still love to let you dominate him and wouldn't be a hard dom, he's way too sweet for that.
softest dom ever but definitely likes it rough, loves when you ride him rough, gripping his shoulders as you slam yourself down on his lap, both your thighs ending up red by the end of it.
also loves doggy with you pulled against his chest, his arm secured around your waist to keep you still as he pounds into you, moaning and breathing heavily in your ear.
realises he has a size kink and loves to overpower you, the sight of you completely fucked out underneath him, his large hands engulfing your waist.
shows pda as often as he can, kissing you and wrapping his arm around your waist to pull you into his side no matter where you are.
constantly praising and complimenting you, telling you how good you feel around him and how beautiful you look under him.
thigh riding!!! loves to have you in his lap while he's busy with paperwork, telling you that he can't leave his work but you can ride his thigh, placing his hand on your lower back as he guides you back and forth on his thigh.
loves biting and marking you while he fucks you, seeing the marks afterwards making his head spin.
hair pulling is a must, the feeling of your fingers running through his thick hair, tugging on it while you make out making him moan into your mouth.
whenever he's out on a case he can hardly stop thinking about you and your body, hating having to sleep at night without you beside him.
as soon as he's home he's immediately pushing you into your apartment, his lips on yours with his hands on your hips, stumbling onto your couch, his larger frame pinning you down as he desperately rutted his bulge into you.
this ended up really long wow😭
istg if there's any spelling errors i'll kms. pls ignore them.
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fliesforeyes · 4 months
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actually obsessed with the idea of spencer reid fingering you while you lay on him...
just the intimacy of the moment. the perfect way your body curls into the front of his, his bare chest pressed into your back. the room would be dark, the window closed because he's too aware of the dangers to leave it open. the perfect little hums and praises he whispers in your ear, your head laid back on his shoulder.
"you don't know how pretty you look right now.."
"god you sound so pretty.."
"that feel good? yeah?"
"mhm, can hear the mess you're making."
"i love you so much, go ahead and cum for me sweetheart."
he's knuckle deep in your pussy, palm rubbing against your clit as he perfectly curls his long fingers, pumping them in and out. your hips jut into his hand, legs spread wide within his own. you love the small kisses he presses into the side of your face, your jaw, your shoulder. his free hand grips at your waist, arm crossed over your body, occasionally reaching down for a handful of your soft thighs. one of your hands holds desperately onto the wrist of his free hand, the other reaching up and back to hold onto his soft hair.
spencer lets out his own small moans and gasps when you press your hips back into his, his hard cock pressing against you through his pajama pants. even he's desperate for you to cum, he loves watching the way you fall apart, even when he uses just one hand to get you off.
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