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[larren]

I hate you - L.A.

Summary: Luke hates the new recruit. Or at least that’s what everyone thinks. In reality? Luke is obsessed, and his restraint will only last so long on a case night where the team has to double up in rooms.

Pairing: Luke Alvez x Bau!reader

Warnings: Smut, MDNI!!!! Enemies to lovers, claiming, marking, breeding kink, p in v, gagging, oral (m receiving), slight forcing, dom!Luke, mentions of stalking, unprotected sex.

A/N: Another one for you guys

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It was another one of those really tiring cases. You were a new recruit to the team, which they welcomed you in amazingly. Everybody but one. Luke Alvez.

You didn’t understand why. You hadn’t even said anything wrong to him, barely even spoke to him in the first place. And if you tried? You were met with some snarky response.

Now you were in Florida, the team choosing who to sleep with for the next few days. It was already assumed this case would take forever and be so tiring. You weren’t even paying attention, your gaze focused on a small dog that kept barking.

“You’re sleeping with me.” A rough voice pulled you out of your stare. You blinked and Luke already had your go bag in his hands. Odd. If anything maybe he was just way too tired to argue like he usually does.

“Okay..” You muttered, giving JJ a confused glance while all she did was shrug. You followed Luke after a second of silence.

You walked into the room after Luke, hearing him drop the go bags by the bed before he turned to you. Just after you took your shoes off you were pressed to the wall almost immediately. You gaze snapped up to see Luke.

“Goodness… Alvez what are you doing..?” You questioned. Bodies were flush against each other as his hands pulled you hips towards his. He was so hard. Your gaze flickered to his pants back to his face with shock.

“Fuck princesa… I need you on your knees already. Do you feel me? Do you know how long i’ve waited for this moment?” He hissed into your ear, starting with kisses to your jaw before forcefully giving your shoulders a push down till you dropped to your knees.

He let out a groan you didn’t even know that type of sound was possible. His belt struggled to get off of him but he threw it off somewhere quickly after. He stepped out of his pants and kicked them off. Now all the stood in front of you was his hardness, the wet spot in his boxers noticeable due to his precum. And despite not exactly wanting your night to go like this, your mouth was watering.

“Go ahead, pull it down. Stare.” He murmured softly, hand tangling in your hair before you slowly but surely pulled down his boxers. His length almost hit you in the face, bouncing to lean against his stomach. He was huge.

He let out a groan when you wrapped your fingers around his base, opening your lips just enough to have your tongue the swirl his leaking tip. “Mhm.. Fuck you feel so good already.” He whined. But you didn’t even get a chance to take one last breath before his hand wrapped tighter in your hair and shoved your head down his length harshly. You gagged immediately but it only made it better for him.

He fucked your face as he pleased.

Each gag made him groan with the pleasure from the vibrations. You could tell he was close just by the way his hips started to move with your head bobbing, chasing that release. He pushed one last time, warm thick seed filled your throat quickly. And you swallowed it all with teary eyes.

You opened your mouth, empty. He pulled you up quickly and kissed you, tongue slipping in to taste himself on you. You moaned into it. He picked you up and placed you on the bed. He slowly undressed himself and then you, clothes discarded onto the floor like a mess. He kissed and sucked on your skin. Anywhere he could. Your chest, neck, jaw, stomach, thighs. But never where you needed him the most. He was claiming you as his.

He lined himself up with your sensitive folds. “You’re so soaked for me baby. Wont even use lube, so perfect for me.. So prefect.” He whispered, hands running down your body as he slowly pushed in. He wanted to make you feel every single inch of him. And when he bottomed out you could already feel him rubbing against the sweet spot you didn’t even know was there.

“You don’t know how many times i’ve taken photos of you to jerk myself off during a case baby…I can’t help myself. You always look so good. Sometimes I just have to follow you at the end of the day, imagining what would happen if I took you and made you mine.” Your eyes widened at the sudden confession. He stalked you?

“Fuck Luke..” You muttered, feeling him pinch your nipple and rub it between his fingers. “I need you. In me.” You pleaded, whining out his name. He smiled against your skin.

You let out a moan that sounded straight out of a porn film when he started to move. Your eyes opened to look at him when he let his fingers move to draw tight circles onto your clit. Your moans got louder, mixed with his grunts and quiet praises. Gosh you felt so full.

“Luke.. Luke please..” You practically sobbed out for him. You weren’t sure what you were sobbing for, all you know was that it felt amazing. He smiled, moving faster and faster.

“I’m gonna cum inside you princesa. Alright? You’ll be so full the only thing you’ll remember is my name. You look so pretty baby. You know I was so obsessed with you I had to hate you so nobody would find my little secret out. But gosh, every night I can’t help but fuck my fist to the thought of it being your tight little cunt.”

He continued his praises, thrusts getting faster as you finally came, him following quick after. His seed filled you quickly, moaning his name with a finish as he rides both you guys out on the orgasm. “So perfect for me..”

He pulls out with a sigh, admiring his work as you lay there tired. He picked you up carefully and move you to the shower in the bathroom. He cleaned you up with such care, wrapping you in a fluffy robe and going to sleep with you in his arms.

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A/N: sorry this was kind of short… but lmk how we feel about a sub! aaron or maybe even a sub! derek??

[larren]

Hi! I’m Larren (she/her) and I am a huge reader and occasional writer. I started this account mainly because I wanted to read but found myself loving the idea of writing! So here I am.

I am open to a lot, my main pieces will be:

- Criminal minds

- Marvel

- The Rookie

- Station 19

- Arrow

- X-Men

- NCIS

- Sherlock (BBC)

(This may be added on as I find myself getting interested with other things.)

I am open to writing male and female characters though if not requested I will write mostly about male characters with a female reader as that it what I am comfortable with. But I am flexible with it.

Please feel free to request anything, I am ready to write smut, fluff, angst ect. The request can be full detail or not, it doesn’t matter!

[larren]

Disgusting - S.R.

Summary: Spencer and reader have lived together for two years as roommates. What happens when Spencer tells the reader he knows what they’ve been doing in their room?

Pairing: Spencer Reid × fem!reader

Warnings: Smut!! MDNI!! Roommates/enemies to lovers. Oral (f receiving), fingering (f receiving), kissing, dirty talk, praise kink, unprotected sex, dom!spencer, multiple orgasms, small mentions of breeding kink, overstimulation, cream pie. And lowkey pervert Spencer...

A/N: guys this is literally my first writing so if it's bad sorry..

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There was one thing you hated more than a bad coffee in the morning. Sharing an apartment with Spencer Reid. He was the most insufferable person known to man. With a job at the BAU, you would think he wouldn't be bad.

The worst thing would maybe be the constant talking about something smart. But no.

He was a jerk. Constantly, girls would be brought in and you would hear every other night moaning and disgusting words of praise.

Then the morning after a girl would try and sneak out of the apartment while you watched her.

You almost felt bad for the girls.

Not only that but Spencer was practically torturing you each day with his constant teasing words.

Saturday morning you watched another girl come out of his room with the same clothes she had on last night. She awkwardly gave you a smile as you sipped on your coffee. The moment she left Spencer appeared, nothing but a pair of black sweats on him. No shirt and messy hair.

He poured himself a coffee and you gave him a very casual look of disgust.

"Cant even keep a girl for more than one night?" You questioned out of pure curiosity.

Maybe the sex was just that bad.

He let out a small chuckle before drinking his coffee and staring at you.

“How could I when they aren't you."

Damn tease.

You scoffed, groaning in annoyance as you moved to the small sofa in the tiny living room you both shared.

You absolutely despised his teasing. The worst part was he was ridiculously attractive in the worst ways possible.

He followed, setting his coffee cup down and dropping to his knees in front of the sofa where you sat. Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion as you slightly moved away from him.

"What the hell are you doing?" You immediately questioned but was met with a laugh from his lips. His brown puppy dog eyes were stuck on you, his arms resting on your thighs comfortably.

"Is it a crime for me to admire a pretty girl like you?" He tilted his head to the side, that smirk on his face meant he knew exactly what he was doing. "If it's you doing so? Then yes." Was all that you grumbled in return.

You shifted again, trying to shake his arms off of your legs. "Come on, get off of me Spencer." You huffed out in annoyance. But he held onto your thighs, hooking each leg around his shoulders.

"Why should I? You look pretty good like this."

You might've died. But you would never show him the true attraction you had for him. That would be bad if he knew what you dreamt about him. So, so bad. "Don't you have a girl to go pick up at some club? Go fuck someone else." You hissed angrily.

"Why would I ever go to the club when I have such a pretty thing here for me?" He asked, dangerously close to the skin of your inner thigh. But you held his head by the back of his hair to get him to stop moving so closely.

"You say that and still go with Derek. Wont even be surprised if I hear another girl moaning tonight with you telling her she's such a good whore for you." You quoted his words from previous nights. The walls were thin and our rooms were right next to each other. Of course you heard every night what he did.

He hummed, leaning his cheek on your thigh as he looked up to you. *Do you imagine yourself there? Imagine me deep inside you while I whisper praises?" He muttered against your skin with his hands moving up your thighs.

"You are just disgusting. I would never imagine myself with you. You need to learn how to keep quiet, and lock your door. I walked into you and some poor girl while you were deep inside her. It was horrifying." You grumbled, trying to find his wrists to stop them from moving upwards towards your shorts.

"The amount of times i've walked into you fucking your fist as well is unimaginable. It's like you leave your door cracked for me to see. You continued, clearly annoyed with all of it. Even if you did imagine yourself with him, like that, in your dreams.

He laughed.

"It's not like I haven't walked in on you."

Your stomach dropped. And he could tell by the look on your face.

"Mhm... Trying to keep your moans quiet as you palmed and pinch at your nipples. And your fingers moving quickly under your blanket." He smirked, pressing soft kisses into the inner parts of your thigh. You tried to close them but his head was in the way.

"And what? You just stand there, watching me finish?"

You were disgusted, to say the least. But some sick feeling deep in you was turned on.

The thought of him, standing there watching me while he rubbed himself through whatever pants he had on? You were soaking already.

Sometimes I watch. Other times I jerk off to the sound of you in my bedroom. You're very loud. Thin walls, remember?" He said with pure confidence like it was normal to jerk off to a roommate moaning. You swallowed heavily.

"I bet it's never quiet enough is it? I hear you get frustrated. The groaned and whimpers when your own fingers can't reach deep enough. He continued. Your gaze widened with how much he really knew.

“You need something so breaking. Don't worry. I'm here. I'll help you." He murmured, slipping your shorts off with ease before you could even think. He could smell your arousal. A finger dragged against the wetness on your panties.

"Fuck.. you're soaked." He murmured before pulling the only thing blocking you from him off.

You let out a small moan. A finger dipped inside without warning. Your back arched and a louder moan was met. He was already so deep in and it was only one finger he pumped in and out. Your fingers could never feel this good.

He smiled wickedly as his other hand moved to lift your shirt up, leaving you naked and vulnerable for him. He slid in another finger, your own slick used as lube. It was already too much to handle.

"Please.. Fuck I can't take it." You wined out.

The orgasm came too fast, your back arched towards him and a string of moans ended it.

You were breathing heavily already but he didn't stop. No not even slow down. You were already over stimulated as another finger slipped in and his mouth was placed on your clit.

It was like your body was shocked with electricity when his tongue flicked and licked up your juices. Your eyes shot open as your hand immediately went to his hair again, pulling him close.

Before you know it, another orgasm already came.

By the time he pulled back his lower face was covered in your slick. And he had that big smile on his face.

"We just got started. Don't tell me you're done already." He teased, getting up. He slipped his sweats and underwear off in one go. His hard cock freeing. It was big, bigger than you would've ever imagined. Red and angry at the top. Precum was already dripping down in eagerness.

That wasn't going to fit you.

"Spencer that's too big it won't...

Your voice was shaky. He laid you down on the couch, hovering over you. He lined himself up with your drenched core. Before you could speak he kissed you, rough. His tongue slipped in without asking for permission and you could taste yourself.

Then he slammed into you. He didn't take it slow, didn't ease in and wait for you to get used to it. No. He slammed into you with a relentless pace.

Your moans filled the room immediately.

The initial pain of him stretching you turned into pleasure quickly, but tears still prickled your face as he moved to kiss your chest.

"Spencer slow down I can't take it." You pleaded out, which sounded more of a whine rather than what you wanted. He groaned.

"Not when your squeezing me so tightly. I'm going to breed you so full baby. You'll be my cum slut wont you. Be good for me baby" He groaned into your ear.

You squirmed and sobbed but he didn't stop.

Not even when that threatening heat in your stomach started to grow. Not even when you clawed at his bare back, knowing red will show up tomorrow.

He bit slightly onto the nipple of your chest, making you arch your back into his mouth. But he pressed down on your stomach to push you back into the couch, pressing his length into you so you only felt more full.

Which made you cum again.

Legs shaking and sobs coming out. He didn't stop.

Until his hips finally stuttered and he came into you. Rope after rope after rope. You've never felt more full. He pulled out slowly, the friction making it hard. But when he did you squeezed around nothing. The sticky white poured out of you.

“I hate you. So much." You whimpered.

He chuckled at you, shaking his head before he shoved himself right back into you. You screamed, eyes wide open as you stared at him.

“I’ve still got one more round baby. Told you we were just beginning.”

His words were like venom to you. Your brain was mush and your body was play dough in his hands. He flipped you over so your face was in the cushion of the sofa, your back arched and ass up. He hit deeper than ever.

You weren't even sure what you were crying out for.

When his hand reached down to rub lazy circles into your clit you broke again, orgasm rushing in quickly. And when you squeezed him tightly again? Ropes of his own orgasm filling you up even more than before. He finally pulled out.

You didn't even know if tears were coming out anymore. Your last bit of sanity was gone. But you could still feel his fingers trying to push his cum back into you.

"So beautiful for me... You're the only one I think about when I fuck those other girls. Only you. Was the last thing he murmured before you passed out from the intensity of it all.

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A/N: so.. yes or no.. Honestly little plot to this. Straight smut..