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tlou-reid · 4 months

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Fearless ❆ Luke Alvez

☃︎SUMMARY: luke is so so so smitten for his girl.

☃︎WARNINGS: this is tooth-rotting fluff and i am not sorry about it

☃︎NOTE: i love writing for luke <3 that is my bf fr pls send requests for him when they are open again!

☃︎swiftmas masterlist!

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There’s something ‘bout the way the street looks when it’s just rained. There’s a glow off the pavement, you walk me to the car.

Luke’s hand was protectively around your waist as you stepped out of the restaurant. He was laughing at something Emily said, looking away from you but holding you close. You felt bad, keeping the waitress there just until close. Everyone had gotten wrapped up in the conversation, not realizing the team and their partners had been sitting there for almost three hours.

Luke’s attention turns back to you as you start to step off the curb. “Woah,” he smiles, stopping you from pressing your pretty high heels into the puddle that had accumulated. He stepped down, comfortably placing one hand on each side of your waist. He lifts you, just briefly, to get you over the puddle. Then, he gently places you back on the asphalt.

Your feet plant on the ground and you let out a giggle, reaching down to hold his hand. “I didn’t even realize it had rained.” He declares, before waving a final goodbye to where Emily and JJ are heading to their cars.

The parking lot was empty besides the team’s cars and the few employees that hadn’t left yet. “Thank you,” You smile at him again, moving your hand to his muscular bicep, and pulling him closer to you. “Of course,” he had a wide smile on his face, one that showed his dimples. His brown eyes were full of fondness as he looked at you.

“Whatcha looking at?” He asked, walking around to your side of the car. His hand reached to open the passenger side door for you when you answered. “The way the streetlights reflect off of the puddles.” Luke’s gaze followed your eyes, seeing the way the lights looked like little diamonds in the water.

And you know I wanna ask you to dance right there, in the middle of the parking lot.

You’re about to sit in the passenger seat when you get an idea. “Hey, Luke,” you call for his attention. He watched as you looked around the parking lot. The rest of the team had pulled off, leaving just you guys there. “You wanna dance?”

Even though Luke had been up since six o’clock this morning and his muscles still hurt from the case they had wrapped up, there was nothing he wanted more than to dance with you in this deserted parking lot.

He let out a chuckle, reopening the door all the way for you, and said, “Absolutely.” Luke didn’t think he’d ever seen you smile as wide as you were right now. You placed your feet back on the ground, reached for Luke’s hand, and pulled him to behind the car, where there was plenty of open space for you to dance.

You went to turn around and pull him close so you could begin swaying with him, but he was gone when you reached for him. Luke made his way to the driver’s seat, reaching in and turning on the car, He, then, turned back to look at you. “What do you wanna dance to?” he asked, holding his phone up. You let out another giggle, “Play Taylor Swift!” You called. Luke knew that was going to be your answer.

Lover quickly began playing through the car’s speakers. He left the door open and turned the volume all the way up. You would’ve been embarrassed if the moment wasn’t so sweet. Luke sauntered his way back towards, emphasizing the swing of his hips.

He reached out for you, pulling you close and swaying your bodies together. “I love you, princesa.” He whispered into the crown of your head as the song reached the bridge. You didn't answer, but the way you leaned your head onto his shoulder told him all he needed to know.

You two danced the entire song, he even sang the words into your ear. When it ended and you pulled away, you flashed him the biggest smile you could muster. Luke laughed, “Another?” Before you could answer, the sound of the crew from the restaurant interrupted you.

You shook your head no because of this, not wanting to be embarrassed by the people around you two. “Let’s go home,” you smiled at him, excited to crawl into bed and enjoy his body heat. Luke nodded, once again going to open the passenger side for you.

Once you both settled in, you started to sing along to one of your favorite Taylor Swift songs:

“We’re driving down the road, I wonder if you know, I’m trying so hard not to get caught up now…”

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reidsaurora · 8 months

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Hey sweet!! I wanna request for the Leo baby birthday cake

“you can’t scare me like that, okay?” with Luke Alvez. Thank you so much!!

thank you for the request! sorry this took so long, my personal life has been swamped lately and i haven't had much time to write 😅 hope you like what i wrote though!

"In Your (Broken) Arms" ~ L. Alvez

pairing: luke alvez x fem!bau!reader

summary: it's just a fractured wrist, but to luke alvez, your stressed-out and over-protective boyfriend, it might just be cause to bubble wrap you.

word count: 626

warnings: takes place in a hospital, mild sexual humor, very mild swearing, i think that's it!

genre: fluff <3

based on the prompt: "you can't scare me like that, okay?"

extra notes: the ending is rushed, as per usual. i apologize for that. i hope you enjoy the rest though!

beta read by: @reidselle (love you <3)

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"You cannot scare me like that, okay?" Luke said between exasperated breaths as he walked into the exam room you currently sat in.

He pulled the curtain closed behind himself before sitting down next to your bed, watching as the doctor wrapped your wrist. "Hey, be gentle, she could've lost her arm."

You rolled your eyes before reassuring the doctor that your wrist would be fine. "Don't listen to him. I'm okay, I promise. Well, other than the obvious."

The doctor let out a soft chuckle as he focused on wrapping your wrist up properly. "Y/N's gonna be fine, sir, I can assure you. Fractured wrists are practically a daily occurrence for us emergency room docs."

Luke's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. "A fractured wrist? Seriously?"

"Luke, we'll talk about this in a minute. Please let the doctor finish up his work."

The doctor met you with kind eyes. "No worries. I'm all done. I'll give you two a few minutes and send a nurse in with your paperwork in a little bit."

And with that, the man was on his way out the door, leaving you to deal with your stressed-out, and definitely overprotective, boyfriend.

Luke scooted his chair closer to the edge of your bed, taking your newly bandaged arm and placing a soft kiss over the new cast you sported.

You rolled your eyes, but placed a loving hand in his hair, running your fingers softly through his disheveled curls. "I'm okay, I promise."

"A fracture, Y/N," he reminded you. "There's a reason I told you to wait for me and Spencer to get that guy."

You winced as you remembered the pain of him flailing to get out of your grasp, his elbows hitting nearly every bone in your upper body as he tried to push you off. "Okay, maybe I could've waited but if you guys had arrived any later, he would've gotten away. I had to take my chances. Okay?"

Luke gave you a displeased pout, and you couldn't help but kiss it away. You loved him, really, but he sure knew how to be overprotective when he wanted to be, especially on the job.

"Hey, don't you dare use those pretty lips to distract me," he argued, brows meeting in an angry furrow. "I'm upset with you. You could've gotten yourself hurt. Hell, you did get yourself hurt."

"Luke," you sighed with exasperation, "I am fine. Now, will you please flag down a nurse so I can go home?"

He rolled his eyes, lips landing on yours for another gentle kiss. It didn't matter that you'd been dating Luke for over a year, he still knew how to make butterflies go off in your tummy every time he kissed you. "Don't think this is over," he warned, pulling away. "I'm gonna smother you like no one's business."

"Ooooh, I'm so scared of the big, bad teddy bear that is Luke Alvez," you rebutted, sticking out your tongue in banter.

"Watch it or I'll punish you," he said, heading toward the curtain.

A sly smirk tugged at the corner of your lips. "Now that is something I'd like to see."

He rolled his eyes, pulling open the curtain and heading out toward the nurses station, but not before uttering a quick, "I love you, querida."

"Yeah, yeah, I guess I love you too, bubble butt."

A soft voice, which you quickly figured out was Spencer, mumbled from the other side of the curtain. "Bubble butt?"

"It's…" Luke paused, trying to come up with an explanation. "It's a long story."

You just shook your head, eternally grateful for the man you got to call your boyfriend… and bubble butt.

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to-thelakes · 2 months

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Reader and Luke not being together yet (even tho theyre both stupidly in love with the other (duh)) and reader falls asleep on Luke in the jet after a rough case!!

statistical anomaly

pairing; luke alvez x fem!reader

summary; after a case drags you to the jet late at night, you fall asleep on luke's shoulder but not before overhearing him talk about you

warnings; fluff, tired reader, team being absolute chaotic little gremlins, spencer reid (my beloved <3)

notes; i saw this and despite how ill i feel (nothing is new there, literally been dying for six months straight(not actually, just feels that way)), i was kicking my feet and giggling because STOP, i need this and want this in my life. so, i may have written a little drabble hehe, is it edited? no. is there mistakes? probably, i'm tired. but the thoughts of luke alvez never stop so enjoy

(also i made this before a case instead of after bc i just honestly, idk, i just did, so whoops but same vibes)

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It was late when you were called in for a case. You had just got home, texting Luke that you were home safe (like you always did) when Garcia called. She profusely apologised for calling you in so late but then asked you to come back. You did, without question. It wasn’t Garcia’s fault and there were lives to save; even if you were exhausted.

A soft sigh escaped your lips as you settled into the jet. You were sat around the table. Luke was next to you and Emily and Reid were sat across from you. You all had the case files out, the laptop with Garcia on it was on the table too. Emily began to run you all through the case, preliminary discussions passing quickly without much of a word from you.

You were exhausted and your brain was lagging behind so you knew it was better to stay quiet for now. Once you were done, everyone slipped away into their own little group. Reid and Emily were discussing the case while you simply closed the case file. Luke glanced down at you.

“Everything okay?” He asked softly. You ran your hand across your face before you nodded your head but you weren’t convincing him or anyone. He gently took a hold of your wrist, resting it against the table, “Do you want a coffee?” He added after a moment. You shook your head.

“I’m fine, really,” You attempted to convince him but he wasn’t. He glanced around before his gaze returned to you, “Talk me through the background,” You requested. Luke looked at you for a moment and he eventually gave in to you. You were giving him the eyes and he couldn’t ever resist that. So, he began to read through the background that Garcia had managed to compile.

You really tried to listen but listening to Luke’s voice was calming you down. You felt the exhaustion seeping back in and you let your head rest against Luke’s arm. He - obviously - didn’t have a problem with it. Any excuse to have you close was good enough for him. He loved holding you, touching you, keeping you close.

“Did you get any of that?” He teased softly, noticing how your eyes had fallen closed. You mumbled something but he didn’t catch any of it. You were clearly exhausted and so he shuffled so that you could rest more comfortably against his shoulder, “I’ll wake you when the flight lands,” He whispered softly into your ear. You hummed happily in response before you let sleep take you.

It was hard for Emily and Reid not to notice. Reid was the first to suspect that there was something going on between the two of you but whenever he brought it up, he was shut down. But the rest of the team were catching on now.

“You know, a friendship, on average, takes 21.9 months to turn romantic,” Reid stated and Luke lifted his gaze up, cocking an eyebrow, “But you’ve been friends for nearly three years, so you’re both a statistical anomaly,” He added. Luke tried his best not to shift but it was clear that he was baffled by Reid’s sudden statistics.

“Reid,” Emily warned. It wasn’t that she didn’t want Reid to talk because she did enjoy hearing him but she didn’t want to make a situation out of this right now. They had other things to worry about.

“Nothing is going on between us,” Luke responded. A scoff escaped Emily’s lips involuntarily and Luke’s head snapped towards her, “I’m letting her sleep,” He defended. Emily tried to distract herself from this conversation by looking at the case file but she was still gonna be nosy.

“You let her touch you more than anyone else on the team. You also regularly watch her while she’s working and you’re much more engaged when she speaks and you’re more likely to defend her when one of us fights against her theories. You might not have something going on but you clearly love her and she loves you,” Reid stated as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. Luke’s eyes widened and he glanced down at you before he looked back at Reid.

“How do you know that?” Luke asked, the emotions warring in his chest as he tilted his head to the side slightly.

“Oh, she told me,” A smile appeared on his face and you bit your lip as you still rested against Luke’s shoulder. You had been asleep for a little bit but Reid and Luke speaking had roused you from the brink. You had been silently listening but Reid noticed you begin to smirk slightly.

“Stop talking about me, please,” You mumbled, your tone thick was exhaustion. Luke’s eyes widened and Reid chuckled softly, “I’m trying to get some sleep.” Luke looked down at you and then back at Reid and he seemed completely dumb-founded. He was at a loss for words. It was cute and that is why you just let yourself settle back down and go back to sleep. You needed it.

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hornyhornyhimbos · 1 year

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Hi! So, I was a little bit scared to put a request but then I read the characters you write for and my brain immediately had a horny thought.

What if Luke Alvez and reader are co-workers and they are on a undercover mission as a couple and they kiss as a distraction. BUT, that kiss somehow starts to get a little heated and out of nowhere Luke just whines and squirms. This leads them to them in their hotel room and they just can keep their hands off each other and read just makes him feel good.

I would just love to get Alvez all dumb and submissive, getting all the control and just leaving him for more.

I hope this is something you’re up to. I have a lot of ideas so… I might send them all at once or spread them for next Friday.💗

so... this has been in my inbox for like two months... and it's most definitely not friday.. i'm so sorry i haven't had the motivation to write it but i finally had an idea so i hope it turned out ok!!

luke alvez is the cutest, subby, dumb boy to have ever walked the earth ♡

18+ duh, unprotected piv sex (don't do this or ur pp will fall off), sub!luke x soft dom!afab!reader, handjob, nipple play, reader licks luke's cum off her own titties, explicit language, maybe dubcon (they were both drinking beforehand), 1.4K words, not beta read!

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from the moment you pulled luke into your hotel room, he couldn't keep his hands off you.

flashbacks of the night rushed through your mind. sipping alcohol just a couple tables away from your latest unsub, luke grabbing your face and kissing you with a level of fervor you'd never seen before, the moans he let out, muffled by your lips. you'd watched him squirm in his seat as he pulled away, most definitely situating the hard-on you suspected had appeared in his jeans.

"please," he practically begged, his hands sliding up your blouse. his lips met yours for a heated kiss, the taste of bourbon distinct.

"please… what? what do you want?" you asked, your hands at the nape of his neck.

"i want you," he answered.

you pulled him back in for another kiss, your lips dripping with want for each other. "gonna have to do better than that, baby. i need to know what you want."

hands traveled up and down both of your bodies, your limbs entangled to the point where you didn't know where he started and you ended. he whimpered against your mouth while his hands met your breasts, grabbing at them like it was the only thing on his mind.

"oh, is that what you want? you want my tits, huh?" you teased, and his hips bucked in response.

"mhm," he mumbled as he connected his mouth to yours, his palms holding you through your bra.

you pulled away, clicking your tongue at him. "are you too dumb for words now? can't even give me a simple answer when you're asked a question?"

he moaned at your words, his hands wandering over your breasts, just waiting for you to let him have them.

"ok, baby. sit down on the bed, yeah? i'll give you everything you need." your hands moved to his waist, pushing him toward the mattress.

one of his hands trailed down your body, ending at the hem of your shirt while the other still palmed at your clothed breast. "please," he begged, trying his best to take your blouse off with one hand.

"needy boy," you smirked. you pulled the fabric off, revealing the prettiest lace bra luke had ever laid eyes on. his palms reached for your boobs again, pulling them out of the lacy cups. he went glassy-eyed at the sight, taking one of them in his mouth.

"oh, luke," you gasped, guiding his opposite hand to the other breast. he twisted your nipple between his digits, wetness dripping through your matching panties at the feel of him.

he sucked on your tit like a man starved, his brain already too fucked out to form coherent thoughts. your own brain was turning to mush as he suckled the bud, your fingers moving to grip the curls on his nape. "ah-ah," you tutted, "thought you wanted me."

his hips rutted into yours, searching for any friction he could find. he whined against your hardened nipple, the vibration only aiding the heat that pooled in your stomach.

your digits worked at the button of his slacks, teasingly sliding them down to his ankles. "touch yourself for me, yeah? want you to get yourself ready for me," you instructed. your hands moved to your jeans, but you were met with a disapproving "nuh-uh."

"oh?" you asked, your eyebrows raising. "you don't want to touch yourself?"

"can't," he managed. his hands stayed on his thighs, like he'd thought about obeying you but couldn't.

your palms moved to your hips. "and why's that?" your eyes met his, like fire meeting pure water.

"need to cum inside you," he answered.

you chuckled, your hands trailing to the band of his boxers. "tell you what, baby," you said, pulling him out of the wet fabric. "you wanted my tits so much. you cum on them and then maybe i'll let you cum inside me, yeah?"

his head fell back as you worked his cock, moving up and down the shaft at the perfect pace. your other hand moved to his tee shirt, pulling the material over his head. your fingers dragged down his chest, stopping to play with his nipple. whines and moans fell from his lips, his hand wrapping around yours and helping you bring him closer to his high.

"yeah?" you teased. "that feel good, baby?"

he answered with a mewl, shifting his hips. he fucked himself with your hand, his orgasm close. the sight of his shaking thighs and sex-drunk eyes had you nearly cumming yourself, your panties drenched at the thought of him cumming inside you.

"are you close?" you asked, already knowing the answer from the sporadic movements of his hips.

"uh-huh," he managed, "fuck."

your hand worked faster, your body craving for his dick to be buried deep inside you. lewd sounds filled the hotel room, like music to your ears.

a string of moans tumbled from luke's lips as he reached his release, his seed spilling all over your bare chest. you both pushed him through his high, milking every last drop from his cock.

he fell back on the bed, his hand staying on his shaft even after you pulled away. your fingers dragged over the peaks and dips of your breasts, collecting his cum and bringing it to your mouth. the salty taste was like heaven to your taste buds, and you slightly regretted not fucking him with your mouth instead.

you practically tore off your jeans and panties, before moving up onto the bed. you took his cock in your hand, running the head along your folds. "you ready, baby?"

he managed to nod, his lip quivering as you finally pushed him inside you, slowly lowering yourself down his length. your head fell back as you adjusted yourself, the stretch almost too much. "can i move a little, baby, or is that too much for you?"

a small moan of approval tumbled from his mouth, his eyes already screwed shut. you began rocking your hips, the head of his dick brushing against your spongy spot. your walls clenched around him, pulling him that much further into you.

"oh shit, luke," you groaned, steadying yourself by placing your hands on his stomach. his happy trail was coarse under your palm, and you couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like against your nose as you sucked him off. "fuck me."

"trying to," he huffed in amusement, lifting his hips to meet yours.

your pelvis moved faster, chasing down your impending high. the sounds of your slick filled the room, only aiding the senses of your sweaty body. sweat dripped down the hair on luke's chest, and you were tempted to lick it away. you were close, but it wasn't enough.

"touch my clit," you instructed. luke met you with furrowed brows and wide eyes. you repeated, "are you fucking dumb? i said to touch my clit."

your command had luke falling apart, his thighs shaking beneath you as he came inside you. thick ropes of his seed shot through you, like blood running through your veins. he willed his hand to move, his fingers meeting your bud in slow circles.

"oh, yeah," you mewled, "right there, baby, right fucking there!"

luke lifted his head, meeting your naked chest with his lips. he nipped and licked at your tit, pushing you closer to the edge. his fingers toyed at your clit at just the right speed, and the coil in your belly snapped, cumming around his cock.

"shitshitshit," you all but yelled, your hips bucking and canting as you worked yourself through your orgasm.

you fell onto his chest, attempting to catch your breath as you rested on top of him. his hand met your hair, petting it in slow strokes. "so…" he said, his voice trailing off.

a smirk lifted one half of your lips. "so…"

"that happened," he huffed, meeting your head with a small peck.

you lifted yourself, profanities coming from your lips at the sudden movement. your eyes met his, your smirk turning to a smile. "it did. you did great," you laughed.

"thank you, i try," he chuckled, his hands settling on your love handles. "so, what is this?"

"whatever you want it to be."

luke had the prettiest smile you'd ever seen, and the one he gave you in that moment only further proved your theory. "i think," he said, "we should do that again. and maybe that'll help us figure out what we should call it."

"that might just be the best idea you've ever had, luke alvez."

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ralvezfanatic · 3 months

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The BAU team going out to a bar one night, and theres this one guy just flirting with Reid constantly.

Reid is pretty oblivious to the flirting, not realizing whats happening and continues to talk to the guy thinking he's being friendly.

Meanwhile, Luke is nearby seeing this and gets annoyed and a bit jealous, but he trusts Spencer so he doesn't do anything.

The guy suddenly starts going further and tries to get touchy, which not only makes Spencer uncomfortable but pisses Luke off, so he walks over to them and forces himself into the conversation.

He gets close to Spencer, and starts getting touchy with him. First he's just holding his hand or arm, resting his head on his shoulder, small stuff to get the guy to back off.

When the guy stays and continues to talk to them, Luke starts wrapping his arm around Spencer's waist, pulling him close to him to make his point clear to the guy who was flirting with him.

The guy finally gets it and backs off, but Luke still wants to make sure the guy knows who Spencer is with and wants him to leave them alone completely.

So he turns Spencer around, pinning him to the bar and starts making out with him, right next to the random guy who is now uncomfortable himself.

Spencer is a flustered and nervous mess, not having seen this side of Luke before. They're usually more calm in public, so getting pinned against a bar is new.

The kiss gets heated, and Spencer gets turned on from Luke's possessive and jealous side coming out

He starts getting a bit too whiny and needy, trying to grind against Luke, showing him how hard he is, which only fuels Luke.

The guy is long gone, and Luke ends up taking Spencer home to finish what he started at the bar.

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all-that-glitters-is-goldfish · 1 year

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Summary: You try to surprise Luke for Valentine’s Day and it becomes a hot mess. (Just a lil drabble as I try to get back into writing!!)

Pairing: Luke Alvez/Female Reader

Word Count: 759

“FBI, drop your weapon!”

The bottle of wine crashed to the floor, a puddle of red liquid seeping underneath the white shag carpet.

You definitely did not expect to have a gun pointed at the back of your head, a dark figure threatening to drive a bullet right into your skull.

“I-” Throwing your hands up, you blink against the bright light as you slowly turn around ready to show that you were in fact unarmed despite the large shards of glass spread across the floor that could easily be used to slice the jugular of who had the gun that was now aimed between your eyes, but probably not as fast as they could pull the trigger.

“This is a misunderstanding.” You attempt, looking at the blood pooling up at the tip of your finger. You barely registered slicing it as you dropped the bottle, too startled by the booming echo of the man ready to end your life in a second.

“This is my boyfriend’s house.” You desperately explain, attempting to peer into the darkness and put a face to the intruder.

Suddenly, the flashlight burning your eyes drops to the man’s side and you’re grateful that you weren’t blinded.

“Y/N?” The agent lowers his gun and you finally see his face.

“Luke?”

“Oh baby I’m-” He holsters his weapon, crossing the room in one step to see if you were hurt. “I am so sorry. I thought you were out of town- I didn’t know who it was.”

His hands are warm, one on each cheek as he examines you. You gulp once, twice, as you stare into his worried eyes. “I was, but I managed to catch an earlier flight, and I wanted to surprise you for Valentine’s…”

The room was a mess. The red stain spread across the carpet, appearing disturbingly familiar to Luke and the countless number of crime scenes he had shown up to. “I should have known that surprising an FBI agent in the dark with no warning was a bad idea.” You laughed, but it was forced, and he noticed, not surprisingly, given his work with the behavioral analysis unit.

His eyes dart back and forth as he studies you, gripping your hand tightly where he notices the small cut. His eyes don’t leave yours as he reaches to grab a kleenex from the table behind him, quickly pressing it hard against your thumb.

“I’m so sorry, Luke.” What a mess. This is where trying to be romantic got you. Why did you take that advice from JJ? She and Will had been together for years, of course they’d try to surprise each other to spice things up! You do not do this to someone you’ve been seeing for less than a year, especially when they walk around armed with a weapon!

“Hey.” Luke snaps you out of your daze. “You have nothing to apologize for. I pulled a gun on you! I’m the one who’s sorry!”

You shrugged your shoulders. “You thought I was a burglar.”

His hand moves from your face to your shoulder as he sighs. “You alright?”

You nod. “I think the wine had it rougher.”

Luke smiles, pulling you in close for a kiss. His lips are chapped, dry, but you still see the fireworks when you close your eyes like you had the first time he pressed his lips into yours.

He pulls away, though you can tell he didn’t want to, but his face looked like he had better plans.

“What is it?” You smirk.

“I think we should clean up.”

“Oh.” Frowning, you try to move past his tall figure to grab some paper towels from the kitchen. He caught you off guard as he playfully pushed you back.

“That’s not what I meant.”

“Huh?”

He pushes you towards the sofa, your back arching against the arm as he pins you down leaning in closely, feeling his breath on your neck. “I’m going to start a bath. And you’re going to grab the bottle of wine I was saving for when you got back from your trip.”

Your heart flutters against your chest, butterflies swarming in your stomach. “Luke…”

“Does that sound good to you?”

Your grin practically stretches ear to ear, completely forgetting the mess. “I love you.” You blurt out, your eyes widening when you realized that was the first time you had said that out loud.

He kisses you again and the butterflies settle when he pauses to whisper the phrase back. “I love you too, baby.”

“Happy Valentine’s Day.”

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matchaskiiess · 4 days

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CRIMINAL MINDS. agent list

welcome to my criminal minds masterlist. this is specifically going to be the characters from the show and no one else.

GODSPEED (prompts) NAVIGATION (main info centre)

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- spencer reid

STORIES

in the process of writing

BLURBS

in the process of writing

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tulipandmouse · 9 months

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Way Beyond (J.J. x Emily)

Notes: I'm very bisexual, so is JJ and we have the same taste in ladies: big brown eyes and they have killed a man. Request from anonymous for fluffy jemily. There is a case going on here and it’s pretty classic unsub stuff but cw for very small mentions of assault.

Emily was always very pretty, but today it seemed different. The way that her blouse fluttered in the wind was almost too much for JJ to handle. She couldn’t help but blush a little. Why did Rossi have to assign them together? She could barely focus on what Garcia was saying, almost lost in a daydream.

“JJ? You okay?” Emily’s steadying voice inquired, bringing JJ back to reality. She quickly concentrated, able to listen now.

“Sorry, I’m fine. Garcia, have you cross-referenced who the victims with potential military backgrounds? Fathers, brothers, uncles?” She wanted to forget the fact that Emily had a comforting arm around her.

“Brilliant! I will get right to it, my lovelies.” Garcia hung up.

JJ looked to Emily, for what she didn’t know. Her brown hair was so shiny in its sleek ponytail. She decided she should just ask what her hair routine was, and looked away, trying to stop thinking about her.

“Let’s get back to the station and see what Spence has for us,” JJ decided.

“Yeah, let’s.” Emily’s wide smile and big brown eyes made JJ smile too.

They arrived quickly, just in time to be told about another murder. This had been much closer to the last than the previous.

“His cooling off period is shrinking, he’s probably devolving.” Reid spoke up.

“Most likely. We need to deliver the profile.” Emily interjected.

They were looking for a white male, late 30s to early 40s, war veteran, divorced, possibly multiple times. He would assault and torture new brides in an inconspicuous van, but leave them off the sides of roads. All the officers nodded and went off to do their canvassing.

“Garcia, can we get a list of weddings planned for the next two months in the Rock County area?” Morgan asked.

“Hey, handsome, you’re asking like it’s hard. Just one second... done! The next wedding will be, oh yikes, tomorrow at 1 pm.”

“Find the employees and see if any match the previous weddings.”

“Got it! The victims all used Sammy’s Catering for the reception.”

“Any veterans employed by Sammy’s?” JJ asked, originally deducing military background from the pragmatic nature of the crimes.

“One: Hagar Owens, aged 38, fought in the Gulf War. Sending his info now. He suffered severe burns and PTSD, so bad his wife... left him. Eugh. The pictures aren’t pretty.”

“Send them. Where’s the wife now?”

“Jamie Rude, lived in Janesville, and is now... dead. She died in a car crash with a Sammy’s Catering van four months ago.”

“When the murders started.” Morgan looked at everyone, they weren’t surprised. “Thank you Garcia.”

“No problem my big beautiful sugarplum.” She clicked off.

“We need to find Owens. Prentiss, Reid, you go to Sammy’s. JJ and Morgan, you’re going to his house. Stay safe, remember he’s a loose cannon.” Rossi warned.

JJ was almost too worried to get her gear on. What if Owens was at Sammy’s, waiting for Emily’s interference with his plan? He would take no prisoners, that was certain.

“They’ll be fine, JJ. They’re tough,” Morgan could always read her too well, almost better than everyone else.

“I know, but I just can’t help it.”

Morgan nodded knowingly. “Prentiss is strong, you know that.”

“... Yeah.” JJ appreciated their bond.

Before they arrived at his house they got a call from Reid.

“He’s heading home, be careful. We’re on his tail.”

“Thanks guys, we’ll be waiting.”

The apprehension was... less than smooth. Owens had a knife against Prentiss and refused to move it. He had come dangerously close to stabbing her before Morgan shot his shoulder.

Prentiss fell to the ground in relief. JJ ran to her as Reid called for a medic. Morgan quickly arrested the bleeding unsub, angrily reading him his rights.

“Em!” JJ grabbed her shoulders and held her close. “Are you alright?” She felt her heart simultaneously in the pit of stomach and hiked up in her throat.

“Yeah, I think, I think so. Are you?” Of course Emily was asking what she needed, she was always like that.

“I’m just fine!” JJ laughed, the situation finally diffused. “C’mon, let’s go. This deserves a cocktail or two.” She grabbed Emily and helped her stand.

“Yeah, or five.” They both laughed softly, and JJ noticed how strong her arms looked in her rolled up sleeves.

Later that evening on the jet, Emily was seated next to JJ. It was just the two of them, comfortable in silence. She was probably JJ’s best friend, other than Spence. So why was she blushing so hard when her head slumped over onto her shoulder to sleep for the rest of the flight back. And why was the book she was trying to focus on so impossible? Her eyes were swimming, and finally she decided she may as well sleep too.

Her head rested on top of Emily’s and it felt so… nice? JJ could smell her hair; it was spicy and sweet, like a cinnamon roll. She smiled softly. Maybe Rossi could assign them to work together again.

#criminal minds #spencer reid #luke alvez #jemily #jj x emily #emily prentiss #jennifer jareau #criminal minds imagine #criminal minds oneshot #criminal minds drabble #criminal minds story #criminal minds writing #criminal minds fluff #fluff #wlw fluff #wlw fanfic

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spencersweatervest · 1 year

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seatbelt (spencer/derek) - 100 ways to say i love you

2. "put your seatbelt on"

"put your seatbelt on." derek says, glancing over at him critically, and spencer rolls his eyes, but complies.

"you know, for all of your nagging at me to wear these things, you're an awfully bad driver." spencer counters, tapping his finger once against the seat as his seatbelt clicks.

"oh, shut up." he mutters and spencer chuckles, "i do because i'm a bad driver."

i want you to be safe, i don't want you getting hurt, he doesn't say, but the corners of spencer's eyes soften, so maybe he knows.

"be a better driver," is what he counters with, and derek rolls his eyes, copying him in a bad impression under his breath.

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slytherbun · 2 years

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Center of Love Preview

Mfm: Spencer Reid x Reader x Luke Alvez

Warning: Sexual Content and slight mm

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“Our girl is needy.” Spencer mumbled snidely, palming and pinching your tits with a smile while watching you gasp and writhe on the bed to Luke’s fingers knuckle deep inside your tight cunt.

He watched as Spencer leaned down. His curls fell in his face, something that happened more often than not, while he sucked your tit into his mouth. The hardness of your nipple made him groan to the fullness he had wrapped around his lips.

“And so wet.” Luke added with a smug smile as if to mock the noise of your cunt gripping his fingers with each push and shove back in and out of your pussy.

After he made the vulgar comment, you clamped down and squeezed his fingers to show just how much it affected you. You whimpered when he slipped his fingers out quickly after, a whine was about to tumble out of your lips as well but you fell silent when he laughed.

The noise caused shivers to go down your spine and when Luke grabbed Spencer’s hair in his fist to pull him back, you knew you were in trouble when you saw the look on his face.

“Stop sucking her tits, she needs to be punished. She didn’t listen and broke one of the rules that we made together earlier.”

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bacchicly · 2 years

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Garvez Drabble: 3. “Please, don’t leave.”

The text comes through just after 2am. If he hadn't changed her alert tone just that afternoon, would he have woken up?

PENNYGEE: Newbie, you said "keep you on speedial" but I assume it was more of a figure of speech - so I'm texting... can totally wait till morning but a promise is a promise... so AS just boarded a plane for DC. I'M FINE!

Luke is at her door in record time.

"You didn't have to..." but he's clocked her tearstained terror and has pulled her wordlessly into his arms.

Her quiet "Please, don't leave." tattoos his heart.

He never will.

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tlou-reid · 1 month

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hello! happy birthday! can i get a blueberry lemonade + luke alvez pls, thank you!!

blueberry lemonade: “i like it when you say my name like that.”

smut below the cut 18+ MDNI

you could feel luke curling his fingers across your clothes core, collecting the wetness that had accrued in the fabric. “god damn, princesa,” luke mewled, very much talking to himself. his fingers moved slow, deliberately teasing you. he’d been doing that all night; moving slow to get you worked up.

his left hand was placed gently on your left thigh as he sat in between your legs on the bed. the bruises on your neck from his sucks and bites were coming to fruition, making you the canvas of the most beautiful painting luke had ever seen. the purple and blue hues were darkening, making his dick jump every time he moved his eyes from your soaked cunt to your teary eyes.

this was a welcome home gift. one luke had gotten for himself after being away on two back-to-back cases. you weren’t expecting to be used like this, but there were no complaints coming from you.

aside from the fact that he needed to start moving faster. you’d been stripped down to just your pink panties for almost half an hour now, while he was still clad in a flannel and jeans. he’d touched you and teased your entire body, not leaving an inch of you untouched.

“lukeee,” you wailed, finally deciding to speak up for yourself and try to get him to do what you want, instead of the other way around. despite your loud whine and the way you thrashed your body around, luke did nothing but drag another finger along your slit and smirk down at you.

“i like it when you say my name like that,” he murmurs, bending down to press a kiss to your thigh, just above where his calloused hand was resting. “please,” you literally cried, the tears you’d been holding back finally falling, “please luke, please.”

you couldn’t see it from where your eyes were pinched shut from frustration, but luke’s eyes softened at your pleas, his dominant demeanor finally cracking. “i’m sorry, baby,” he cooed, shifting to lay between your legs. he moved slowly, not wanting to shake the bed too much. “i’m sorry,” he repeated, littering your thighs with small kisses. the rough of his beard felt heavenly against your hot skin.

“let me make it up to you,” he mumbled, almost inaudibly, as he hooked his fingers in your waistband and gently pushed your panties down your legs. “let me eat this pretty pussy so my cariño can cum,” luke says, leaning in licking a broad stripe between your legs.

the moan let out was pornographic, ricocheting off the walls of the room. luke’s hips bucked into the bed at the sound, searching for some kind of friction.

the almost of hour of luke’s teasing touches paid off as he licked into your cunt, holding your hips tightly against the bed. the room was hot, burning your skin and making you sweat. but the toe curling feeling of your orgasm was icy cold, a relief you’d been searching for since he got home. it didn’t take long for you to reach pure bliss on his tongue, tugging him even closer by his hair, not wanting the earth shattering feeling to end.

“fuck, baby,” luke says, wiping his mouth with his arm as you push him away, entirely too overstimulated to let him keep going. “you didn’t even need my fingers that time,” he compliments, kissing his way back up your body. “ready for my dick now, pretty girl?” he questions and you nod immediately, making him chuckle and press a kiss to the side of your temple.

#😅😅😅#this was fun to write #luke alvez x y/n #luke alvez fic #luke alvez x you #luke alvez fanfiction #luke alvez blurb #luke alvez smut #luke alvez x reader #luke alvez imagine #criminal minds x y/n #criminal minds x you #criminal minds blurb #criminal minds x reader #criminal minds drabble #criminal minds smut #criminal minds imagine #criminal minds #slumber party!

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reidsaurora · 9 months

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hellohello i'd like to order a confetti cupcake with luke alvez and a hint of a "oh shit are we really doing this" kind of relationship/date whatever thank youuu

this is the cutest ever, i'm so happy with how it turned out! hope you enjoy 🫶🏻

"The Mistletoe Mishap" ~ L. Alvez

pairing: luke alvez x gn!reader

summary: "you'd be surprised just how seriously the bau took their christmas in july celebrations."

word count: 922

warnings: a couple swear words, mentions of food, a lil splash of sexual humor at the end, i think that's it!

genre: festive fluff ❤️✨️

extra notes: the icon in the collage is by @delicatejareau (edited to fit the theme of the collage a lil better) and the dividers below are by @anlian-aishang!

beta read by: @dungeons-are-too-cold (thank you, love!)

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🧁 Confetti Cupcakes - send me a character + concept/trope/au and i'll write you a blurb!

You'd be surprised just how seriously the BAU took their Christmas in July celebrations.

What started as Penelope bringing Christmas cookies to the office one day turned into watching Elf during their lunch hour, Secret Santa exchanges, and weekly contests to see who could show up in the ugliest Christmas sweater (Spencer was winning so far with his sweater made completely out of tinsel).

However, the one unfortunate part of Christmas in July was the mistletoe hanging over every. single. doorframe.

Sure, mistletoe in the workplace was awkward enough as it was, but it certainly didn't help that there was one person you absolutely couldn't get caught under it with.

You and Luke had been dating for a few months by this point and, thus far, you'd successfully kept it under wraps. But every time one of you stopped in a doorway, your heart began to beat so hard, you thought it would bang its way out of your chest.

Usually, you two found a way to keep enough distance that it would be almost impossible to pass under the mistletoe at the same time. But today? The last day of your Christmas in July celebration? Of course it would be the day you didn't.

You and Luke were the last two to show up at the round table room for lunch and a movie, which you'd gathered was Frosty the Snowman when you heard the familiar theme song upon walking in.

Your shoulder brushed something hard as you entered the room, and for some reason, you just knew it wasn't going to end well when you looked up and made eye contact with whoever else was under the mistletoe with you.

You attempted to make a run for your seat, but a familiar voice stopped you in your tracks. "Now, Y/N, you know the rules of mistletoe," Penelope reminded you from her seat. You should've known there wasn't a way out of this, not when Penelope Garcia, self-proclaimed President of the 'Christmas In July Club', was around.

The rules of mistletoe varied a little in the workplace, at least. Some people went for high-fives while others went for hugs. Emily had even gone as far as kissing Tara on the cheek one day, but no one dared to kiss anyone on the mouth yet. So, really, there was no reason to panic, right?

Still, you froze in place, your fight or flight mode clearly not having kicked in yet. Instead, your eyes met Luke's with a look that said, 'please save me,' your hands gripping your lunch bag for some form of stability.

Your chest rose and fell in a rapid rhythm, your heart beating hard against your sternum. "Are we really gonna do this?" you silently mouthed up at him, your whole body on the verge of something close to a panic attack.

"Come on, you guys," Rossi teased, "If Boy Genius can high-five people under the mistletoe, you can too."

Chuckles erupted from your coworkers, but not from you nor Luke. Instead, Luke looked down at you, his tongue jutting out to wet his lips, and somehow, as simple a gesture as it was, the soft eye contact was enough to bring you out of your state of panic. You knew that whatever happened, whether he kissed you or not, and whether or not this kiss led to your secret being exposed, Luke had this, had you.

In one swift motion, he had both his hands planted on either side of your face. "Fuck it," he whispered, barely giving you a second to process the words before his lips were on yours.

His familiar scent fell around you like your own protective bubble as he kissed you, his hold on your face absolutely intoxicating. The taste of his morning coffee burned through you, your stomach doing a loop-de-loop at the sensation.

You knew as soon as he pulled away that all eyes would be on the both of you, but you didn't expect half of their jaws to be on the floor.

"Damn," Emily said, flabbergasted. "Is everyone around here getting laid except for me?"

Penelope was the next to speak, which was quite surprising, considering it looked as though her jaw was out of commission not three seconds prior. "Who knew Newbie could canoodle like that?"

Your face flushed as crimson as the sweater your colleague wore. "Penelope," you scolded her, your hands bringing your lunch bag in front of your face, covering the blush that had taken over.

Luke was having none of that, pulling the lunch bag away from your cheeks. "Y/N sure knows," he smirked before leaving a soft kiss on your forehead.

The blonde all but jumped out of her chair. "Is this a thing? How come no one told me about the thing? Why am I always the last to know about a thing?"

Luke tossed an arm around your shoulders, providing you with a sense of calm and comfort as you thought about your next words. "Technically," you started, "you're all the first to find out about the thing."

"Except Roxy," Luke corrected. "She pretty much knew it was a thing before it actually was a thing."

Next thing you knew, the girls were pulling you over to one side of the room, practically begging for details. Out of the corner of your eye, you caught Spencer sharing a fist bump with Luke, a smile overtaking your face.

Oh, how they got on your nerves, but oh how, you loved the BAU.

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to-thelakes · 15 days

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Luke and reader being in love with each other but neither of them knowing it about the other even though they're really obvious about it. It's gotten to a point where even Roxy has decided that she has another parent and tends to listen to reader more than Luke

i saw this weeks ago and roxy would SO be like secretly trying to push them together. like the team but mainly roxy because i feel like despite being a very good dog, she is also an absolute fucking MENACE so please enjoy some thoughts on roxy being a little menace and pushing luke and reader together inspired by this ask (but i do go off topic whoops) hehe <3

at first, you assumed that roxy liked you which is why she always rubbed against you or dragged luke over to you whenever she came in with him

luke assumed that she trusted you which he obviously saw as a good thing, he's had dogs not trust his past partners and those partners always turned out to be... kind of shitty? so he's glad that roxy likes you

then you start coming over to luke's apartment/house and roxy becomes even closer to you, rubbing against your leg, asking you for food, protecting you more than she really protected luke ESPECIALLY from any strangers that came to the door

roxy is well trained so she doesn't bark but she would always put herself in front of you if someone unfamiliar came to the door while you were over

it was always sweet, you found it incredibly endearing and it gave you even more of a reason to be around luke

luke was a fucking smokeshow, you were falling madly in love with him and his dog was a literal angel so it was just making your feelings even worse

you wished that you didn't feel that way since you were never really sure if luke felt the same but it didn't matter at the same time because luke was a comforting presence

but as you and luke got closer and spent more time with each other (and by extension, roxy), she started being a menace, the sweet doggo that you had known was replaced with a doggo who you were convinced was trying to out you

like sometimes you would be in the living room and you and luke are sat on the couch but with a seat between you, so when luke leaves the room to grab something from the kitchen and comes back, he finds that roxy has sat where he had previously which meant the two of you were sat beside each other

obviously you didn't care but he always seemed a little awkward when it happened, like he wasn't sure how to act

it was endearing and it made you love him even more

then sometimes when you were both in the kitchen, roxy would purposefully have you tripping over her so that luke would grab you/save you

and to make it even worse, sometimes she would only really listen to your commands, luke was a little offended by that fact but considering it was you, he was easily able to get over the initial offense

plus, how you acted around roxy and how sweet you were with her made him fall even harder for you

add on top of that how roxy seemed to constantly be pushing you two closer together, it was hard to ignore how much he adored your company

he couldn't escape you if he tried (and he was not complaining)

and it was roxy's interference which is the reason that the two of you confessed your feelings, it's just another reason that you love roxy

#luke alvez x you #luke alvez x reader #luke alvez fluff #criminal minds #criminal minds fluff #luke alvez drabble #drabble #fluff #ruby rambles #reader-insert

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hornyhornyhimbos · 6 months

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"Heaven or Hell?" ~ L. Alvez

Summary: When Luke and Reader get picked for Seven Minutes in Heaven, the couple truly can't decide if it's heaven or hell being locked in that closet together.

Pairing: Luke Alvez x AFAB!BAU!Reader

Word Count: 1,435

Content Warning: MINORS DNI (18+ content) oral both!receiving, fingering f!receiving, cum swallowing, explicit language, lmk if i missed anything!

Extra Notes: i apologize for ruining the image of Rapunzel and Flynn Rider…

Originally Written: 10/27/2023 through 10/28/2023

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"Well, this just got interesting," Penelope smirked from her seat.

No one was really sure who started the game of Seven Minutes in Heaven, but you'd been praying all night that you nor Luke would get picked, or at the very least, you'd get picked for the same round. Based on the look Penelope was sporting as she looked over the pieces of paper in her hand, you could only assume the worst.

She smugly held up the papers, one reading off your name and the other reading Luke's. A small sense of relief washed over you at the prospect of not having to hang out in a closet with one of your other colleagues.

"Interesting," Tara commented, sipping her glass of wine.

You narrowed your eyes at both of them. "You guys are terrible."

Still, you stood from your seat, Luke's hand meeting yours as he led you down the hall to the closet that was currently being used for this middle school esque game.

"Have fun, you two," Penelope giggled. You could hear her propping a chair up against the outside of the door before walking off, her high heels clicking across the tiled floor.

Luke chuckled, presumably at the whole situation. You could barely make out his form in the tiny sliver of light shining through the slats in the door, but you could see his goofy smile as he laughed to himself, clearly amused about something.

"What's so funny?" The words came out clearly peeved.

"I avoided this game throughout the entirety of middle and high school, and now, mid-thirties is when it's catching up to me."

A smirk settled on your lips, hands meeting his body. "Well, since it's your first time, should I make it memorable for you?"

The sliver of light shined through just enough to show the deepening color of his eyes, lust swirling heavily in those dark brown irises. "I'm down for that."

To say you and Luke were in the honeymoon phase of your relationship was an understatement. Any chance you got, you were climbing him like a damn jungle gym, and any chance he got, he was bending you over the nearest surface possible.

His lips were on yours in a second as his hands worked to bunch up your dress out of the way. You'd dressed as Rapunzel and Flynn Rider, and he'd never been happier that you'd picked to wear a dress.

One of his legs slotted between yours, thigh flexing against you as your hips rutted against him. A desperate breath left your lips as you registered his hard-on growing against you, your hands desperate to find the fastening of his pants in the dark closet.

"I want," he started to say between kisses, "to taste you."

"We only," another kiss, "have so much," kiss, "time in here."

"I know," he said, as if it was a done deal. Hands were entangled as you were both desperate to uncover one another, but Luke had still made up his mind. "Please, baby. I've wanted my head between your legs all fucking night."

When he was practically begging for you, how could you deny him? In an instant, he was on his knees, lips trailing kisses and bites up the expanse of your thighs.

"Pretty sure we only have six minutes left," you said through heavy breaths. "Better not waste it."

"I'm not," he simply replied, hands meeting your soaked underwear. "God, baby, you don't know how bad I wanna keep these for myself."

Before you had a chance to reply, he was pulling the fabric aside and meeting your center with kitten licks. His tongue effectively shut you up, the only sound coming from your lips being his name in whispered moans.

Luke groaned into your sensitive core, the vibrations absolutely heavenly. Hands met curly raven hair, pulling him ever so close to the spot you needed him.

Alternating between your entrance and your clit, his ministrations already had you nearly coming apart. This has to be some kind of record, you reckoned, the thought fleeting almost immediately when a finger prodded at your dripping entrance.

"Fuck, baby, please," you begged, grasping his hair for any purchase you could find. Your wish was his command, the digit easily slipping inside you and curling just the way you needed.

Luke, being ever the gentleman, only broke away from your pussy long enough to hand out compliments of praise, doing so well's and tastes so good's and just like that's filling the tiny space.

He held you close with the hand that wasn't buried inside you, fingers gripping your ass like you were made just for him to hold. Between his tongue swirling around your swollen clit in delicious figure eights and his finger crooking into that intoxicating spot inside you, your release was washing over you. Luke's name fell from your lips like a prayer, hands holding his face close as possible as you rode out your high.

You'd barely finished coming down before pulling him up for a kiss, tongue dipping inside his mouth and savoring the taste of yourself on his lips. He'd had barely enough time to reciprocate before you were dropping to your own knees, working hard at the fastening of his pants.

"Baby, what are you doing? We only have a little bit of time left," he reminded you, though he was cut off by a moan as you reached into his boxers.

"Then I better make it count."

In one swift motion, you were pulling him out of his boxers, mouth nearly watering at the sight of his pretty cock. Your eyes went glassy as you took him into your mouth, moaning around his length.

"Shit, you're gonna make me cum in two seconds," he whined, beginning to slide his cock further into your throat.

Quiet moans sounded throughout the space as you began to slide up and down his shaft, taking in the taste of his pre-cum. You steadied yourself with one hand, wrapping it around his thick thigh, while the other cupped his balls, rolling them at the speed he loved. He was already twitching in your mouth, you knew he wouldn't last long.

Your cheeks hollowed as you took him impossibly further, eliciting a string of profanities from the man above you. "Fuck, baby. The game's supposed to be Seven Minutes in Heaven," a desperate mewl tumbled between his lips, "but the way you're fucking torturing me, it feels more like hell."

You repeated the action, nearly choking around his length. Your pussy fluttered at the noises coming from Luke's mouth, already wishing you could have more of him.

His hands moved to your cheeks, effectively fucking himself with your face. His belly was tightening as his orgasm neared, cock twitching in the warmth of your mouth. Your tongue swirled around the tip, a movement sure to have him coming undone.

With one last hard thrust of his hips, he was spilling into your throat, the salty taste of him one you simply couldn't get enough of. He was moaning and panting and cursing above you, fucking your face in unsteady ruts as he rode out his own high.

Luke pulled you up with what little strength he had left, his lips connected to yours while his hands worked to fix clothes. Your wetness mixed with his seed as your tongues roamed in the expanse of each other's mouths, and you wished once again that you could have more.

"We gotta hurry," he said against your lips, his hands working to pull down your dress. "They'll be back any-"

Voices sounded from the other side of the door before his sentence was even finished. "I hope you guys are decent!" Emily laughed from the other side of the door.

Just as Luke situated his pants, fixing the fastenings, the door was flying open. "Seven minutes is up!" Tara stated. The women on the other side took a moment to look over the two of you, no doubt taking in the sight of disheveled hair and the scent of sex that wafted from the confined space. "What did you two get up to in there?" Penelope asked, feigning obliviousness.

"Hey, what happens in the closet stays in the closet," Luke said simply, putting his arm around your shoulders.

The two of you waltzed back into the party as if nothing had happened. His lips lingered by your ear, hot breath fanning across your skin. What happened in that closet definitely wasn't staying in that closet later, and you couldn't say the idea didn't excite you.

Not that it's owed to anyone lol but I just wanted to leave a quick lil apology here for not having this posted earlier in the day! I feel like I have lived 8 lifetimes in the span of about 6 hours lol but I wanted y'all to know that I am still very much planning on posting these every day that I had set aside lol! Hope you guys are well and enjoying the fics! 🫶🏻

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