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headcanons about perv!emily ? 🤭

oml i have many 🤥 this woman makes me crazy!!!! these headcanons can be applied to any sort of established relationship with emily (dating, friends, roommate) all depends how you wanna interpret each one :)

she humps your pillow when she's horny : the idea of getting off on the space you lay your head every night makes her feel so dirty and she loves it. she'd hump the pillow so eagerly, her clit dragging on it just right as her face is buried in the sheets, inhaling your sweet scent as her moans are muffled.

very much enjoys watching you undress or shower or masturbate : if the door is slightly ajar while you change she'll peek through the gap to watch you. when she hears you showering with your music on she sneaks into the bathroom remaining out of sight, yet in a spot where she can admire your body through the glass door of the shower. she'd grope her tits or grind against whatever surface is nearby to satiate her needs as she watches you soap yourself up and the water cascade over your curves. and when she comes home unexpectedly and hears your soft moans she stares and analyzes the way you finger yourself and rub your clit, taking note of every movement as she soaks her own panties.

looks through the hidden album in your photos : if you leave your phone unattended near her for more than 2 minutes she's scrolling through your hidden photo album to see all the naughty photos and videos you take of yourself (shouldn't have given her your phone passcode). she airdrops them to her phone to avoid any evidence and she uses them whenever she masturbates. she'd cum so quickly from watching the videos of you playing with yourself and moaning beautifully and cumming everywhere.

ogling any chance she gets : no matter what you're wearing she will stare at your tits and your ass and almost drool every time. she'd never turn down a beach day or trip to the gym with you so she can make sure she sees how your close your pussy is to becoming visible in your bathing suit bottoms and watch your ass stretch the material of your shorts as you do squats.

having a collection of your panties : whenever she was home from work on a sunday she'd offer to do the laundry purely so she could snag a pair of your panties. she'd find the prettiest pair in your laundry hamper and keep them tucked away in her bedside table, having a bit of a collection after a few months. she'd sniff them, lick them, or wear them and rub her pretty clit through them.

feeling you against her is like sin : she's excessively touchy and affectionate with you just so she can feel you against her. she'd especially love to hug you, relishing in the feeling of your tits pressing against her own as she resists the urge to grind against you. it would be even better if neither of you had a bra on, your nipples hard and brushing over hers.

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thoughts about using a double ended dildo with emily 😛😵‍💫

oh my lord 😵‍💫 how did yk that this is a fantasy of mine anon ily

she would absolutely LOVE using a double ended dildo with her partner – emily thrives on seeing you in pleasure so she’s dripping from the look on your face and the pretty noises leaving your mouth, add into that the feeling of the dildo sliding in and out of her wet cunt and she’s in heaven. every time she sinks onto the dildo it pushes inside of you and you two moan in tandem, gripping each other’s hands as you have orgasm after orgasm on the same toy. she especially loves when you two have longer sessions with it and end up squirting and making such a mess 😫

“god you’re fucking gorgeous, look at you taking it– fuck– feels so good”

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emily being obsessed with her girl who has nipple piercings. she’d already ogle at your tits regardless, but the shiny piercings adorning your nipples would make her brain fuzzy any day of the week. she’d be obsessed with sucking on them; feeling the cool metallic taste on her tongue as she suckles and flicks over them so gracefully. watches your tits as you bounce on her strap, the light catching your pretty piercings just right as you make yourself cum on top of her. her just about dying when she can see the print of them from under your shirt. and the way she’d dirty talk about your tits in general :

“show me those pretty titties, baby– yeah… let me see them while i ruin you”

“look at those nipples, so hard and perfect with those piercings”

“lean down and let me have them– mhmmm, you can still grind that little clit on me, just give me your nipples”

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get it girl ⊹ emily prentiss

.ᐟ MDNI .ᐟ

ᝰ summary : a night out at the bar with your friends takes a turn when the older woman you've been eyeing offers to buy you a drink. after some flirting and subtle touches, she brings you back to her apartment for a night to remember.

ᝰ warnings : fem reader, age gap (reader mid 20's, emily is 54 in 2025), alcohol mentions, flirting, dom!emily, sub!reader, mommy kink (sorry not sorry), praise, teasing, dirty talk, nipple play both ways, oral & fingering reader receiving, scissoring, multiple orgasms

it's pride month and i'm bi as fuck so yk i had to write my first emily fic this month teehee 🤭 this woman is a lesbian to me and i will never shut up about it and i just know she fucks so goodddd 😫 this is so self-indulgent help!!! okay anyways enjoy and happy pride ₊✩‧₊˚

you hadn't been at the bar very long, maybe 30 minutes, but your friends already had to pee and were making their way through the sparse crowd to join the line at the women's bathroom. you decided to mosey your way over to the bar and get another drink, or at least that's what you told your friends. you were really heading over there to hopefully spark up a conversation with the older woman who had been eyeing you from across the bar. you had been eyeing her too, who could blame you? she was stunning; hair grey and wavy, her shirt low cut just enough to tease but also professional in a way, her hand neatly manicured as it wraps around a beer bottle which she brings to her lips that seem to remain in a smirk.

the bar stool beside hers was miraculously vacant, so you strutted your way over and took a seat, her perfume filling your nose as you sat down. she smelt of floral notes, but in the expensive way. you look for the bartender and see that they're busy with another customer, tapping your fingers along the bar as you now begin to feel a little awkward finally being in her proximity.

"can i buy you a drink?" her voice interrupts your thoughts, the cadence kind yet holding some depth.

you look over to her and bite your lip softly, admiring her for a moment before providing an answer.

"that's really sweet of you, i'd love that.. just a tequila sunrise, please"

she nods and smiles at you before catching the attention of the bartender, whose name you learn is joe, and a minute later a fresh tequila sunrise is in front of you. your phone buzzes in your hand, a text in your groupchat lighting up the screen.

'get it girl!! she's fucking hot'

you giggle and react to the message with a heart, shoving your phone in your purse as you face the mysterious woman once more.

"besides gorgeous, what's your name?" she asks, crossing one of her legs over the other as she studies you with a look you can't quite figure out.

a light blush fills your cheeks, twirling your straw around in your drink as you tell her your name. "what's yours? you could easily be named gorgeous too"

she chuckles lightly, "thanks, angel. i'm emily" she takes a sip of her beer before continuing, "i'm really glad you came over here, i saw your friends leave and i was about to head over to you"

"well i'm glad we both had a similar plan, i didn't want to miss my chance with you" you lean a little more towards her now, warming up and getting flirtier with every minute that passes.

she hums in response, a hand coming to rest on your thigh. the feeling of her touch sends a chill through your body, the mere heat of her hand making you want to moan out loud. you needed her badly. it was a visceral feeling of need, even if you'd only exchanged a few minutes of conversation.

"what do you do for work?" you ask a bit shakily, sipping your drink to keep adding some liquid courage to your body.

"i'm in the fbi, unit chief of the behavioural analysis unit" she says it so nonchalantly as though it isn't impressive (and hot as fuck).

"wow, that's extremely cool, and makes you even hotter" you giggle and she does the same, her nimble fingers dancing along your thigh and toying with the hem of your mini dress.

"i'm glad you think so, but i'm more interested in what you do" you allow your hand to rest on top of hers, which happens to be gradually pushing your dress up just slightly, allowing her to touch more of you and get closer to where you need her most.

"i'm actually finishing up my master's in forensic psych, but i work as a receptionist in the meantime"

"that's amazing, you seem like a hard worker"

"i try" you smile, gingerly dragging your nails up her forearm.

"your friends not coming back for ya?" she inquires, her hand squeezing at the plush of your thigh and making your core throb.

"nope, they let me off the hook" you lick your lips, observing how her eyes flicker down to them and follow the movement of your tongue.

"well, if you're interested in going somewhere quieter and more... private, i don't live far away" she suggests, the voice inside your head screaming yes over and over.

"i'm definitely interested, emily" you finish the last sip of your drink as she hops off her stool, holding her hand out to you and steadying you as you hop down as well.

"i didn't drive here though, is it okay if i join you in your car?" you ask shyly, not wanting to impose even though the woman just invited you to her apartment.

"of course, don't be silly" she places her hand on your lower back as she guides you both out of the bar, the evening breeze washing over your face as you walk to her car.

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you could hardly keep it together on the drive to her place; even the way she drove was sexy and the prospect of potentially fucking her tonight made your head spin.

once you get into her apartment she ushers you to the couch, "do you want some wine? i have a merlot open"

"that's my favourite, yes please" you smile at her before taking a seat on her couch, looking around her living room and taking note of the minimalism of it. only a couple pictures of her with other people, everything brown and black in colour, a vanilla scented candle on the coffee table.

she joins you a minute later, handing you your glass before settling in on the couch so she's close but facing you nonetheless.

"cheers" she holds her glass out to you, to which you clink yours against it before taking a sip.

"i have to say, going from beer to wine is crazy" you giggle, swirling your wine around in the glass and watching as the red waves ride up the sides.

"i don't disagree, but i've done crazier" she smirks and takes a gulp, her hand gravitating to your waist this time, drinking you in with lust filled eyes.

"by the way, this dress looks fucking good on you, it fits you well and just... accentuates every part of you" she whispers in a tone that reeks of sensuality, placing her glass on the coffee table in front of you both.

you follow suit and set your glass down, "thank you, i was hoping someone would appreciate it" you whisper back and reach to place your hand on her cheek, urging her face closer to yours.

"i won't be able to stop myself, i'm just telling you now" her breath tickles your lips, her hands gripping at your hips now.

"i have no idea why i'd want you to stop"

she kisses you urgently, your lips meshing together and moving in sync as you start to feel each other up. your tongues slide against one another, her hands groping your ass harshly as your hands start to unbutton her top.

"bedroom" she breathes out as your lips part, dragging you down the hall and into her room.

her bedroom is dimly illuminated by her bedside lamp, filling the room with a soft glow and bringing light to a space that is usually dull in colour. she guides you onto the bed, lying you back as she begins her descent on your neck; biting, sucking, licking and marking you up. she hums in delight as you run your hands into her hair, sucking on a sensitive spot along the column of your neck. she pulls away and smirks at her handiwork, her hands traveling to the hem of your dress and starting to push it up your body.

"need this off you, baby" she ushers it up and over your head, leaving you on display in your black lace bra and panties.

she licks her lips as she looks you over, her hands creeping behind your back and unclasping your bra with ease. she instantly grabs your tits in her hands, pressing them together and diving in to run her tongue along your hardened nipples.

"god, emily-" you gasp, arching your back into the warmth of her tongue. her tongue moves with precision, flicking over the bud and swirling around it like it was a routine she had perfected.

"you have such pretty nipples" she murmurs before sucking one fully into her mouth, her thumb and index finger toying with the other.

she repeats the same action to the other, your whines proving to be music to her ears. her empty hand moves down your body, trailing along the top of your panties and sending shivers up your spine. she releases your nipple and looks up at you through her lashes, kissing down your torso before she reaches the spot where her fingertips were just ghosting over.

"please" you mewl, squirming slightly under her out of desperation.

"hm?" she hums, pressing a kiss to your clothed clit, "please what? what do you need?"

you whine louder at the gentle touch placed upon your throbbing clit, "please, i need your mouth, please! need it so fucking bad"

satisfied with your response she tugs your panties down your legs and off, her hands pushing your thighs apart and putting your glistening cunt in the forefront of her vision.

"fuck― pussy's dripping, angel.. who's this for?" she admires the sight as her thumbs spread your pussy, watching as you clench around nothing. she situates herself comfortably so your pussy is right in front of her face; taunting her and begging to be tasted.

all you can do is whine in response, resulting in a smack being placed on the inside of your thigh, causing you to jolt slightly.

"are you gonna answer me?"

"it's- it's for you, all for you"

"oh yeah?" she moves forward and drags her tongue along your slit, gathering your wetness before she glides it back and forth over your swollen clit, stimulating the bundle of nerves.

"o-oh my god" you moan, your grip in her grey locks tightening as she sucks your clit into her mouth, lips wrapped around it beautifully. she sucks on it as though it's her full-time job, her middle finger plunging into you and caressing just the right spot inside of you.

"fuck, mommy, that's so good! h-how-" your mind is fuzzy as you let the name slip before you can even think it through, moaning loudly as she guides you closer to your orgasm with each stroke of her finger and pull of her lips.

the name causes her to moan into you before releasing your clit with a 'pop'. you whimper at the loss of contact, attempting to push her face into you again. she doesn't budge and rather just slides another finger into you, smirking as you moan in response.

"mommy, huh?" she kisses your clit again, pumping her fingers in and out faster now.

heat rises in your cheeks at her teasing, grinding down onto her fingers that are now curling inside of you and thrusting you towards the edge at a rapid speed.

"you want me to be your mommy tonight? tell me"

"yes please!" your breath is erratic as you clamp down around her fingers, legs beginning to quiver.

"good girl― cum for me, give it to me... that's it" she coaxes your orgasm out, coating her fingers in your juices as you shake and squirm under her touch.

your chest heaves as you come down while she slowly pulls her fingers out of you, sitting back on her knees as she brings them to her mouth to get another taste of you.

"taste so fucking sweet" she praises, holding eye contact with you as she licks you clean from her fingers.

you push yourself up and onto your knees as well, reaching to finish unbuttoning her shirt which you had originally started on the couch. her hand grabs the back of your neck as she pulls you into a kiss, a passionate one at that, as the taste of yourself makes it's way into your mouth. you eagerly toss her shirt aside, immediately ridding her of her bra as well. you pull back to finally see her bare chest, ogling at the sight. you grab hold of her tits, moaning quietly at just the weight of them in your hands; heavy and fucking perfect.

you duck your head so you can latch onto her nipple, pulling the bud into your mouth and relishing in the feeling of it between your lips.

"such a good girl, baby, that feels so good" she moans, pressing you into her with a hand at the back of your head, her other fiddling with the button and zipper on her dress pants.

she manages to get her pants undone as you move to her other nipple, getting lost in her as you suck and listen to her soft moans. you pull away and grab at them again, "they're so pretty.. and big"

she chuckles as you push her to lie back now, shimmying out of her pants and panties. she looks divine as you shift to get between her legs but she corrals you back onto your knees, much to your dismay.

"but-"

"no, put that pussy on mine, now" she demands and spreads her legs, holding you steady at your waist as you position yourself over her.

you sink down to fully press against her now, your clit brushing hers as you start to roll your hips, the slick between you two starting to spread. you move slowly at first, but her hands grabbing at your ass and guiding your hips encourages you to go faster.

"that's it, angel... so gorgeous" she breathes as she watches your hips continuously grind, your clits nudging one another with each maneuver.

you're moaning loudly on top of her, the sensation so blissful as you provide both yourself and emily with pleasure.

"oh my god, mommy, it- i- fuck" you were completely drunk on her and her pussy alone, alcohol long gone, grinding your clit on hers with no other thoughts or qualms or goals besides making her cum.

the sound of the wetness between you both was deafening; squelching and smacking and sloppy. it reverberated off the walls of her room, joining the chorus of both of your moans.

"you hear that, princess? hear how wet it is between us? you soaked mommy with that cunt" her hands continue to aid you in your grinding, your speed now voracious and quickening by the second.

"yes, yes, wet" you whine, bucking against her rapidly as she increases her grip on the globes of your ass, throwing her head back further against the pillow. your clit is throbbing against her own, your juices mixing with hers as you fervently push you both towards an orgasm.

"don't fucking stop, you're doing such a good job, gonna make us both cum, aren't you?"

you nod vigorously as your second orgasm nears, "cum- mommy- i'm gonna cum-"

"me too, baby, i'm cumming with you― that's my girl, cum for me again, cum for mommy"

you borderline scream as you cum atop her, legs shaking and twitching as she grips your ass so hard there might be bruises in the morning, her own body twitching slightly as she reels from her own orgasm.

you collapse onto her, body splayed completely over hers, hot and sticky and sweaty but beyond content. she chuckles and wraps her arms around you, hugging you close to her chest as you both catch your breath and come back down to earth. she presses a kiss to your head as you lie there, meshing your naked body with hers in an intimate way once more, but with a hint of something deeper this time.

"how does a bath and finishing that merlot sound?"

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happy father’s day to my baby daddy 😋

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is the emily fic gonna be wlw or just x reader in general??

wlw smut fic !! :)

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i'm writing my first emily fic and wtf i'm literally getting turned tf on like obvi writing smut is arousing but this is likenbplkebdl i'm overwhelmed

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been meaning to wish everyone a happy pride month! i'm a proud bisexual and want everyone to know you have a safe space on my blog & with me. you are loved just how you are 🏳️‍🌈

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it's the way seeing this man makes me actually feral like i have NOTHING appropriate to say i want to call him daddy and have him breed me all night and spank me when i misbehave

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a bit of misperception ⊹ spencer reid

.ᐟ MDNI .ᐟ

ᝰ summary : your roommate spencer was someone you imagined to be innocent and rather disinterested in sex, but when you come home early from work one day you realize that you were quite mistaken.

ᝰ warnings : fem reader, and they were roommates, virgin!spencer, sub!spencer, perv!spencer (he sniffs panties idc), dom!reader, experienced reader, mix of praise and degradation, dirty talk, grinding, nipple play f receiving, edging m receiving, oral m receiving, p in v, cum on tits (omg she isn't writing a creampie for once)

now that i finished up my requests i knew a spencer fic was in order! idk how i've only done 2 reid fics but i'm excited to provide you all with another! thanks to everyone who voted on the poll to help me decide this fic's concept and enjoy ˖𓂃.

p.s: you can imagine whatever season reid you want for this, it isn't specific at all!!!!

getting home early was a rarity for you, but it was much appreciated on this friday night. bartending on the side for some extra cash was fun until the end of the week when all you wanted to do was rot away in your bed from the long work week of your full-time job. you would usually give your roommate a heads up that you would be back early, but it was likely that he was already asleep in his own room if he hadn't been called back to work yet.

spencer was an attractive guy (very attractive) who had the perfect amount of quirk and humour built into his personality. one might say you have a bit of a crush on him, but it was clear to you that he didn't care about dating or sex or anything of that sort. he wasn't necessarily an incredibly social person, and within the year you'd been living together he hadn't once went on a date let alone brought anyone home for a hookup. all this made your secret crush on him fade into the background of your roommate-friendship relationship as you figured nothing would come of it.

you enter the apartment as quietly as you can, tossing your keys into the decorative dish that laid on your entryway table, kicking your shoes off and dropping your bag beside them. you head down the hall towards your room, cocking your head to the side in confusion as you see light protruding from underneath your bedroom door. you always shut your door for privacy (and to hide the mess) but you never left your light on, not even your bedside lamp which was currently emitting the dim glow that flowed under the door.

"did i forget to turn the lamp off?" you mumble to yourself, approaching the door and stopping in your tracks when you start to hear heavy breathing.

your heart begins to race, worried that it was the worse case scenario, but when you look across the hall and see spencer's bedroom light on and door open without him inside the room, you become even more confused. you turn the doorknob and slowly usher the door open, a gasp leaving your mouth before you can stop it at the sight atop your bed.

spencer knew it was wrong. perverted, if you will. he tried to sleep, but everytime he shut his eyes all he could see was you in that low cut top when you came home from the bar last weekend, stumbling in the door and giggling every few minutes at whatever crossed your mind. you bent over to take off your heels and spencer could see your tits spilling out of the lacy push-up bra you had on and he couldn't control the hardening of his cock. he knew once he saw that he wouldn't be able to go back. that's what lead him to his current position; grinding himself against your bed as his nose is buried in a pair of your panties he fetched from your laundry hamper.

he was breathing heavier than he ever had before, completely drunk on your scent and the continuous rolling of his hips. he didn't even hear you come home let alone open your bedroom door; he was only brought back to reality when you said his name, causing him to scramble on your bed in a panic.

"it- it's not what you think, i- oh god" he rambles, gripping your neon pink thong in his left hand, holding onto it for some depraved form of stabilization.

"spencer..." you trail off, approaching him slowly as though you're trying not to scare off a timid animal.

was he sniffing your panties? had he done this before? at this point all you knew is that you were turned on, the logistics of the situation slipping your mind.

"i- i'm sorry, i know it's wrong and gross but i-" your finger pressing to his lips cut off his sentence, his eyes widening as you mount his lap, his body stiffening under you.

"i think it's kind of... hot, actually" you whisper in his ear, your lips ghosting across his cheek as you pull back to be face-to-face.

"what?" he asks breathily, his hands remaining at his sides. his heart was hammering in his chest, convinced he was dreaming.

"it's so hot, spence, sniffing my panties and getting yourself off against my bed, you're so perverted" you giggle in a slightly menacing tone, rolling your hips gently against his still prominent erection.

he moans at the feeling of your lace-clad cunt pressing against his erection from under your skirt, his eyes fluttering shut as his head falls back.

"nuh-uh, you keep your eyes on me while i'm talking to you" you grab his chin, coaxing him to look at you as you roll your hips once more, agonizingly slow.

"yes, sorry" he whimpers, fucking whimpers, his hands hovering around your hips, unsure if he should touch you.

"you can touch me" you whisper, "maybe i should take my shirt off first though? what do you think?"

he nods vigorously, watching as you slip your shirt over your head and discard it somewhere on your floor. he ogles at the sight of your breasts in that same lace bra from last weekend, his hands now gravitating to the mounds that sit right in front of him.

"take my bra off, baby" you guide his hands to your back, feeling him fumble nervously with the clasp.

"have you ever taken a girl's bra off before?" you tease as you reach your hands behind your back and aid him in removing it, throwing it in the same direction as your shirt.

"ever touched tits before?" he shakes his head as you move his hands to grab your breasts, his hands warm as he fondles them, completely enamoured.

"they're... they're so pretty" he breathes, massaging them and experimentally brushing his thumbs across your nipples.

"feels good, baby, do it again" you gasp softly, your nipples hardening under the pads of his thumbs.

he licks his lips as he continues teasing your nipples, unable to hide his desire to do more to them.

"do you want to suck them?"

"can- can i? oh please" he begs, breaking his staring contest with your chest so he can look into your eyes for approval. you nod and run your fingers through his hair, ushering him towards your nipples.

he glides his tongue over your left nipple, your back arching into the warmth of his mouth. he takes this as a sign to continue, swirling his tongue over it before wrapping his lips around it, sucking as though his life depended on it. he moans around your nipple, his arms now wrapping around your torso tightly and holding you close to his mouth as though you could fade away at any moment.

"you're doing so good, such a good boy" you praise, tugging gently at his hair as he moans louder due to your words.

"maybe you should show the other one some love too" you suggest, the 'pop' of him releasing your nipple filling your ears before the sensation of his mouth on your other nipple makes your head spin.

"that's it..." you whisper, starting to roll your hips against him again, the feeling of his hard cock just a few layers below you starting to become addictive.

you gently tug him off, a whine escaping him as you take him away from his new favourite activity.

"stop whining and stay there" you dismount his lap, sinking to your knees in front of him and reaching for the waistband of his pyjama pants.

his chest rises and falls quickly as you remove his pants and boxers, his cock jumping out and standing at attention as you discard his now removed articles of clothing. you wrap your hand around his shaft, a shaky breath leaving his lips.

"you've never had someone suck your dick, have you, spencer?" you smirk as he shakes his head, leaning in to kiss his tip.

a beautiful whimper fills your ears before you glide your tongue over his tip and allow it to swirl around the head sensually, his body trembling with pleasure at the small touches. you take the head of his cock in your mouth, sucking around it gently before slowly taking in more inch by inch.

"fuck, holy shit" he whines loudly above you, his hands gripping the duvet he's sat upon so tightly that it seems like he could rip holes in it at any second.

you hum around him, the vibrations making him buck his hips from the stimulation. your hands move to press his hips down and hold him steady as you take the last inch of him, your nose pressing against his skin. you start to bob your head up and down his length, each drag bringing his orgasm closer to the edge. he starts to squirm a bit, his thighs flexing and unflexing as you press your fingers harder into his hips.

"oh god, i'm so close, i'm gonna cum" his moan turns into a whimper as you remove your mouth from where he needed it most, wiping some spit from your lips as you observe his reaction to being so close to orgasm yet having it pulled out from under him with no mercy.

"please, please! that isn't fair!" he whimpers, a small pout taking shape on his lips out of pure desperation.

"it actually is fair, since i'm planning to ride you, but..." you throw your hands up, "if you don't want that i can leave you just like this"

"no, no! please, oh my god, please ride me" he begs and reaches his hands out to you, a chuckle escaping you.

"patience" you scold, sliding your skirt and panties down your legs and tossing them away with the rest of your removed clothing.

"back against the headboard, sweetheart" you command as he shuffles quickly to sit against the headboard, his chest still heaving from excitement, nerves, and all the other things.

you crawl to him and straddle him once more at a painfully slow pace, gliding his tip through your slit and wetness simultaneously. his jaw falls slack as he feels your wetness collect on his tip, hands grabbing at your ass and trying to pull you further into him.

"behave, spencer. i could've easily left you with just my panties and your hand, hm?" you scold him once more, though knowing you would've fucked him regardless after seeing that sight.

"i'm sorry" he whines as you begin to sink down onto him, completely focused until he was bottomed out inside of you.

"god, you feel good" you gasp, rolling your hips to get adjusted to his size and allowing him to come back down to earth.

"o-oh, i- shit" he moans, groping your ass harder and for sure leaving bruises that you'd see in the morning.

"you like being in my pussy, baby?" you begin to properly ride him now, bouncing up and down on his cock and causing wet sounds to reverberate off the walls of your bedroom.

"yes! yes, oh my god, you're so wet and- fuck, so good" he babbles as he looks into your eyes, surprisingly not breaking the eye contact as you take his virginity for all it's worth.

you pick up your pace, thighs burning but each whimper and whine and moan that leaves spencer's lips makes it easy to ignore the sensation. you hold onto his shoulders as you milk him with every movement, his cock hitting the perfect spot inside of you.

"is this what you were thinking about earlier? me using your cock and making you feel good?" you lean in, your breath tickling his lips as he just whines in response, nodding his head in tandem.

you press your lips against his, kissing him for the first time during this whole ordeal, devouring each other feverishly as you moan into each other's mouths. each smack of your ass down on his thighs along with the lewd wet sounds of your pussy makes you start to tighten around him, your orgasm creeping up rather quickly.

"fuck, i'm gonna cum around you, baby" you moan and squeeze around him as you begin to cum, rolling your hips again as you ride your orgasm out.

he gasps as he feels you cum, admiring the ecstasy plastered on your face while you coat his dick. he whimpers as he starts to feel his own orgasm approaching, shocked at the fact that he hasn't busted yet.

"i- me too, need to cum, need it" you smile and kiss along his jaw, bouncing on him again.

"where do you wanna cum? tell me quickly" you breathe, dragging your nails down his arms and causing chills to flow through his body.

"your tits, please, please! i'm almost there, oh my god"

you move immediately at his words, wrapping your hand around him and stroking quickly as you position your tits right in front of the head of his cock.

"cum for me, spencer, cum for me. cover my tits in your cum, that's it, be good for me, baby"

a loud moan erupts from him as he starts to cum, white streaks shooting out and covering your chest, some even hitting your neck. the sight of him cumming is gorgeous; his body trembling as his eyes roll back, hips bucking at each spurt coming out.

once he finishes he slumps against the headboard, a blissful smile on his face. you chuckle, pressing a kiss to his forehead before sliding off the bed, searching for the panties which you threw off just minutes ago. once you find them you drop them into his hand, curling his fingers around them and sending a wink his way.

"you can hold onto these ones"

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what about Spencer being a virgin AND a perv ??

YK WHAT you’re onto something 😋😋😋 the poll is so close between those 2 options as well…

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OKAY SO I NEED SOME HELP - next fic is a spencer fic but idk what concept i should do so pls vote for what you’d like to see more thanks loves <333

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HONESTLY. couldn’t have said it better myself. riding this old man would fix me idec.

i need to ride this man until i collapse

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hii can i please request a luke fic? 🙏🏼

something where him and chubby!reader have a constantly flirty, “will they-won’t they” friendship and then maybe during a case reader is just having an overall rough time and isn’t in the mood. luke notices that reader isn’t acting like normal and decides to take her on a date to cheer her up but she feels like he’s messing with her, ending in smut please! 😊

.ᐟ MDNI .ᐟ

hello hello! <3 i absolutely love this idea and relationship dynamic, thanks so much for the request! hope you enjoy ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

p.s: also, i'm js, luke being vocal in bed is so canon to me, like his dirty talk is off the chain and he can't help but talk and praise you 🙂‍↕️

it's a date ⊹ luke alvez

ᝰ summary : after a morning of things going wrong and an intense arrest, luke decides that a date would be the best way to end your day on a high note. when what is a genuine gesture feels like a game to you, luke won't let you think that for long.

ᝰ warnings : fem chubby/plus size bau!reader, friends to lovers, established flirty dynamic, use of y/n, descriptions of arresting unbsub, brief mention of suicide and murder, l-bombs, softdom!luke, sub!reader, dirty talk, praise, nipple play, oral f receiving, p in v, multiple orgasms, creampie, lil fluffy ending

"morning princesa" luke uses your favourite pet name as he greets you, taking a seat at the round table.

"morning" you mumble from across the table, toying with the cardboard sleeve around the cup of coffee you grabbed on the way to work.

luke immediately sensed something was wrong. despite your lackluster response to his flirtatious nature, your body language spoke volumes; curled in on yourself and fiddling with your coffee cup (why did you have a to-go cup anyways?). you are usually upbeat, excited to see everyone (especially him, something that made his day every time) with a smile plastered on your face. he wanted to get to the bottom of it, but he also knew the last thing you would want is for him to pry. his gaze lingers on you for a moment before jj enters the room, disturbing any thought he had of asking if you were okay.

luckily the case you've been working on was local, something you felt very thankful for. there wasn't a specific cause for your mood today, likely an accumulation of things. you hardly slept because of your loud neighbours, and when you got out of bed you discovered that your coffee maker had broke randomly and your dog had knocked over your aloe vera plant. you somehow got to work on time, but your mood was soured and you felt yourself overthinking as a result. you swear you could almost hear your heart breaking when you saw the smile drop from luke's face at your response, worry flashing in his eyes. you hoped the feelings overtaking you would pass throughout the day, but there was no telling what could change.

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"that's our unsub, let's go" rossi says, staring at the dmv photo on the tv screen.

"good luck, my friends! stay safe!" garcia yells as you all rush out of the room, strapping your vests on then filing into the elevator.

you find yourself ogling at luke's biceps as he drives, completely disregarding the fact that tara can see your admiration from her spot in the backseat.

"let's get this son of a bitch" she pipes up as luke puts the suv in park outside of a one storey bungalow, a house that would be cute if the unsub wasn't torturing and killing people inside of it.

"tara, rossi, go to the back in case he runs. jj and i will take the side door, luke and y/n go in through the front" emily coordinates everyone as they all disperse, luke locking eyes with you.

"you ready?" he asks, drawing his gun from the holster on his hip.

"let's do this"

"behind me, princesa" he approaches the front door, hand slowly turning the doorknob and pushing the door open. you follow in behind him with your gun in hand, heading down the hallway to clear the rooms.

"jared wilson, fbi! drop the gun!" you hear luke yell, sauntering back into the living room where the unsub has a young woman in his grasp and a gun to her head.

"jared, let her go, it's over" you attempt to coax him so he at least lets the victim go, tears streaming down her face as she squirms fearfully in his grip.

"i won't!" he shouts back, tightening his arm which was holding her back by her neck.

the trivial things that happened in your day were gone in this moment, locked in on getting the victim out of this situation unharmed.

"i'm sorry about your sister, jared. i know you've been killing these women because they look like the girl who bullied her and pushed her to suicide, but it will not bring her back and these women were innocent in all of this, they didn't deserve this. your sister wouldn't want you to do this, right? think about what she would say" you speak gently, walking on eggshells, careful to say the right thing.

his hand which holds the gun starts to tremble as he lowers it to his side, tears filling his own eyes.

"that's it, now let maria go and put the gun on the table, okay?" you lower your own gun, opening your arms as maria runs into them. you hug her close, stroking her hair and letting her know that she was safe.

the sound of the gun clattering on the table is followed by the sound of luke's handcuffs before he guides the unsub past you and maria and out the front door. you catch luke's gaze as he passes you, him mouthing 'good job' and causing a small smile to fill your face for the first time today.

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as you finish typing out your part of the arrest report, luke comes up behind you and wraps his arms around your shoulders as you sit at your desk, the warmth of his body radiating onto you.

"you did great tonight" he says, watching as you shut the tab and power down your computer.

"thank you, so did you" you lean your head back, looking up at him as he chuckles.

"was wondering if i could take you out for a late dinner? we didn't really get a chance to eat with everything going on in the case" he spins you around in your chair so you're facing him, your cheeks slightly flushed at him asking you out for dinner.

it isn't a date. calm down, y/n.

"so long as you're paying" you tease, standing up and reaching for your bag from it's spot on the floor under your desk.

"it's a date, of course i'm paying" he says so nonchalantly, as though the words didn't make your heartbeat quicken.

you do your best not to freeze up as you grab your bag, your head spinning at those 3 words: it's a date. he can't mean it like that, right? there's no way he feels the same way. luke's a straightforward guy, he would've said it by now. or tara would've known and told you. or something. right?

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your dinner date with luke had been going well, discussing all kinds of things from your dogs to the social issues of the world. he brought you to a nice italian restaurant, the lights dim and the ambience warm where you felt as though you were the only people in the world, sitting in your own little blissful bubble.

"thank you" you smile at the waiter as he drops off the tiramisu you and luke decided to share. you hand luke one of the spoons from the plate, holding your own out towards him.

"cheers" you clink your spoon against his before digging in, savouring the sweet taste that floods your tastebuds.

"that's so good" luke exclaims as he takes another bite, "you have good taste in desserts"

you giggle in response, taking another bite as well. as you two continue to enjoy your dessert, your mind becomes overwhelmed by thoughts of luke's motivations.

he said it was a date, but he could just be being nice. he was visibly concerned when you weren't yourself throughout the day, he was probably trying to cheer you up. but he brought you to a place that had a romantic feel, somewhere he said was special to him. what did it mean? he had to be messing with you. garcia probably slipped and told him you were in love with him and-

"you okay, sweet girl?" the sound of his voice interrupts your thoughts, a self-pitiful sigh leaving your mouth as you know you have to ask him or else you won't be able to sleep tonight.

"luke, i-" you gulp, trying to word everything correctly and in a way that isn't accusatory.

"i really appreciate you taking me out tonight, this place is beautiful and the food was great, so is your company... but, you said earlier this was a date. i don't know what that means to you, but i just want to know whether you're- if this is romantic for you or just friendly? i don't want to get the wrong idea or anything like that..."

your face holds heat as you await a response from him, well aware that your heart will either break into a bunch of small pieces or become even fuller of luke alvez.

"i would never lead you into a date like this if i didn't have romantic intentions. i know we have that kind of relationship where we tiptoe along the line between friends and something more, but i've always wanted more with you. and today, when i saw that you weren't yourself, i figured it was a good time to take you out and cheer you up; make you feel special and loved because you are"

luke's hand reaches across the table, engulfing your smaller one and tracing your knuckles with his thumb.

"you're so amazing, god..." you giggle, squeezing his hand. "i've waited so long to hear that you feel the same"

"i'm so in love with you, y/n" he smiles at you in a way that just melts your heart, a smile filling your face in response.

"i'm so in love with you too, alvez"

"i'll get the bill, then do you want to come back to my place? we can spend some more time together?" he poses the question as he pulls out his wallet, catching the attention of the waiter.

"i'd really like that"

luke walks you to your car in the parking lot even though you were only a few rows away from him, his protectiveness very much showing.

"guess i'll just follow you there then?" you look up at him, getting lost in the sea of brown that were his eyes.

"sounds good" he speaks so gently, his right hand reaching to gingerly cup your cheek and his other hand resting on your waist.

you bite your lip slightly, the action beckoning him in closer to the point where you can feel his breath tickling your lips. you close the minimal space in an instant, lips pressing against luke's and moving in sync as though you were made for each other. your hands rest on his broad chest as the kiss deepens, your back against the driver's side door of your car. his tongue glides against yours, a small whine leaving you as your bodies are now flush against one another. you roll your hips against the bulge in his jeans, a moan escaping his lips before he breaks the kiss.

"we need to go, now"

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the second you get inside luke's apartment your hands are all over each other once more, slowly stumbling into his bedroom and shutting the door to prevent traumatizing roxy who was asleep in the living room.

luke sits on the edge of the bed, immediately tugging you down to straddle his lap. your lips are on his again, feverishly tasting one another in a way that is past desperate. luke's hands are groping your ass over your pants, helping you grind down into his bulge which is growing harder by the second. your hands travel to the hem of his shirt, starting to pull it up his torso. he releases your lips for a split second while you toss his shirt away before diving back in, hands frantically unbuttoning your blouse and blindly throwing it to side. his hands move to undo your bra, his lips now ghosting along your neck and freeing your breasts.

"you're fucking beautiful" he practically groans as he cups your breasts, rough thumbs flicking over your hardened nipples.

"luke" you whine and grind harder onto him, his touch driving you crazy already.

"are they sensitive, baby?" he smirks slightly as you nod, ducking his head to suck one of your nipples into his mouth, his warm tongue circling it with precision.

your whines progressively get louder as you hug his head to your chest, your body instinctively arching into the pleasure he's giving you. he gracefully moves his mouth to your other nipple while he unzips your pants, his hands moving underneath the material and grabbing at your ass again. he releases your nipple with a 'pop', his lips wet and glistening.

"let's get these pants off"

you move to stand up and slip them off, a flame of lust burning in his eyes as he watches you slip your panties off and mount his lap once more. he falls back onto the bed, a gasp leaving your mouth as he tugs you with him. you're now leaning over luke, hands beside his head as you hold yourself up.

"come sit on my face, please" he pleads, licking his lips as he looks up at you. "and don't even say you're worried about suffocating me or anything, sit your perfect body on my face so i can taste you, please"

his rambling makes you giggle softly, "guess i'll come sit on your face then"

you move yourself to hover over his mouth, peering down at him with a look that says 'are you sure?'. he grabs your hips and eases you down, his tongue eagerly gliding through your slit.

"oh god" you moan, reaching for his headboard to stabilize yourself as each lick makes your legs weaker.

he sucks your clit into his mouth, tugging on it in a way that has you moaning his name over and over like a mantra. he releases it just to flick his tongue along it rapidly, his hands moving up your body to feel parts of you he hasn't yet. his left hand grips your hip as the other rests on your tummy, squeezing the plush of it every so often in adoration and as a way to let you know that between your legs is like heaven on earth.

his tongue moves through your slit and laps at your hole, devouring you as your thighs begin to tighten around his head in anticipation of your orgasm very soon. his stubble grazes the insides of your thighs in the most sexy way, his nose nudging your clit and sending you over the edge.

"luke- i'm gonna cum, fuck!" you squeal as you let go on his tongue, hunching over as you reel from the orgasm. he hums in satisfaction before pulling away, gliding his hands up and down your thighs.

"that feel good?" he asks as you dismantle yourself from above him and lie next to him on the bed.

"what do you think?" you giggle and kiss him deeply, rolling onto your back and pulling him on top of you.

your hand reaches for his bulge, feeling over it a few times before starting to urge his jeans and boxers off. his cock lunges out, hard as ever with precum moistening the tip. you almost drool at the sight, wrapping your hand around him and stroking slowly but with a grip that has luke groaning above you.

"god damn..." you guide him towards your entrance, spreading your legs wide so he can situate himself between them easily.

"you're taking it so good, baby" he praises breathily as he bottoms out, pelvis flush against you. he grabs the back of your thighs and pushes them back, folding you up as though he'd done it a hundred times before.

"you're so big" you mewl, placing your hands atop his as your jaw drops at him thrusting for the first time.

he finds a rhythm, slamming in and out of you and causing the wet sounds of your pussy to reverberate off the walls of his bedroom. he can't take his eyes off you, scouring every inch of your body and locking in on your own eyes.

"you look so fucking pretty like this, my god" he moans, his pace quickening as he continues. "all folded up, everything squished together, i can't get enough of you"

every word he speaks utters a whimper from you as you take his cock like it's the last thing you'll ever do. your bodies rock in perfect harmony; hot and wet and horny and passionate while his bed slightly creaks from the depth and strength of his thrusts.

"you feel so good, so good" you babble and dig your nails into his forearms where you have leverage, his cock relentlessly fucking into you and providing a delicious stretch, one you fear that you won't be able to go without moving forward.

"yeah? so do you, hermosa, i'm so close to filling you up"

"oh god, luke, please cum inside me" your pussy clenches around him at the thought, your second orgasm on it's way in tandem with his.

"fuck, you're squeezing me so good, i'm gonna cum, shit..." luke groans as he presses himself deep inside of you, his cock twitching as he gives you every drop of his cum.

at the same time you start to squirm, legs quivering as you begin to release around him and chant his name. you both are breathing heavily, chests heaving. after a minute he gently pulls out of you and lies your legs flat on the bed before pressing a kiss to your forehead, mumbling 'be right back'. though your brain is partially fuzzy from getting dicked down, you tune into the sound of water running and beginning to fill up the tub in his en suite bathroom, a smile creeping onto your face.

"figured a bath would be nice? it's been a long day, even minus the sex" he chuckles softly, reaching his hands out to help pull you up.

you shuffle into the bathroom, leaning close to the mirror to inspect your makeup which was been slightly smudged. luke's strong arms wrap around you from behind, his chest flush against your back and hugging you close to his body. you look at the two of you in the reflection, blushing softly as you catch his gaze through the mirror.

"i could get used to this"

it just looks right, being together.

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thinking about emily prentiss riding her dildo in the middle of the night; slowly and sensually as she allows herself to enjoy this rare moment void of any work to do. she bounces and grinds and rolls her hips until she starts to get frantic, squirting all over her sheets by the end of it.

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idec spencer reid jerks off ALL THE TIME

he is habitual and jerks off every night before he showers. strokes his cock and moans and whimpers to his heart’s content. thinks about you bouncing on him and using him for your pleasure.

can you tell i’m horny today

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my live reaction to the lil blurb u just posted

PLSSSS 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

the need for him is indescribable like i can’t even articulate it