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Adding to the Cowboy!Abby agenda before I fall asleep (also, I have writers block lmao this is my apology)

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“men aren’t pretty” wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong bad incorrect stop talking

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(not proofread, v rushed)

"it's nothing serious."

you wish you had minded your own business at that time, really. as you overheard her tell her buddies about you twos... thing. she claims there are no strings attached, that she just needs to wind down, or there you two weren't a thing. and she made sure of it, that everyone knew.

and though she was right, you couldn't help but feel a pang in your heart as she said it. it's your own fault if you secretly wish it was more or that she'd recognize you for more than simply the girl she fucks on occasion. you replayed the times when you had your head between her muscular thighs and her fingers tangled in your hair, over and over, and you couldn't help but wonder whether there was room for something more between you two knowing deep down that it was all just physical for her, and you needed to accept that before getting hurt even more.

even after introducing you to her family, lunches at her father's house, and far too many hangouts that felt a little too close to date, she still denies it whenever you'd ask her; "is it casual now?"

but you always come back to her, always.

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idk if this is too weird but would u be willing to write abby with a somno kink? like u waking up and she’s already strapping you 🤕🤕

abby anderson x fem!reader .. nsfw ౨ৎ

please get consent from your partner if you want to partake in somno— full consent is implied in all of my fics, including this one

you looked so peaceful, tucked into her sheets. you breathe steadily, completely relaxed in a deep sleep, maybe a dream playing on your brain.

admittedly, abby felt like a creep; running her big hands over your spread thighs resting over her own.

she swallows, watching the tip of her strap slide up your cunt, nudging and pushing against your clit. your eyebrows furrow in your sleep but you remain relaxed.

she brings one of her hands to her mouth, spitting on her fingers and lathering the end of her strap in it. she knew if you were awake, youd be squirming beneath her... lifting your hips up to try find the pleasure you yearned for.

but you just lay there, unconsciously adjusting your body on the bed for more comfort, clueless of what was going on between your legs

abby hums, shuffling closer. "so cute..." her thumb rubs against your clit and she notices how your hips shift, unknowingly getting wetter by the second

you roll your head on the pillow as she guided the strap into you. even in your sleep, you take it so well.

she groans like she can feel you wrapped around her, leaning over to stare down at you as she rocks her hips against you

you look so innocent, a contrast to know you usually do. she cant bring herself to admit that she likes it.

a whine suddenly escapes from your pouty lips, your face scrunching up and her hand grips the pillow beside your head tighter

she slides deeper into you, and it doesnt take long for you to wake up after feeling the ridges and veins of her strap rub against your g-spot.

your hands fly up to grip her broad shoulders, your eyes still heavy and begging to water. you moan against the side of her head, your nails digging into her skin. "abby..."

she pulls her hips back and slams into you, pressing a kiss to your temple. "'m sorry, baby... you just look so pretty."

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all i do i think about mean!abby i need her </3 her strap game would be toooo good

nsfw!

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ mean!abby…omg i’m literally drooling thinking about how she’d make you ride her thigh and then teases you for leaving a wet spot. “you’re always making such a fucking mess, now i have to clean it up. no, don’t stop now. don’t stop until i tell you to.”

her strap game is impeccable by the way. she’ll sit you on her lap, slip it in nice and easy. watching your eyes roll back while you go brain dead on her cock. then she’ll stop thrusting and force you to ride her until your legs grow tired and numb. and when you’re begging her to help you reach your peak, she just crosses her arms. doesn’t even look at you! pulls out her phone and starts scrolling. “if you’ve got the energy to whine and beg in my ear then you’ve got the energy to finish yourself off.”

and this lasts like…two minutes because you’re literally struggling to move. she’s stretching your pussy open wide, cock covered in your slick juices. (and probably a mixture of your spit because she likes to watch you gag on her before she fucks you. you have to earn that prize.)

you can’t do it anymore. you’re shaking all over. so she groans, rolls her eyes, sets her phone down and grabs your chin. “you’re so fucking weak, can’t do anything yourself, huh?” and she doesn’t let you respond with a frantic “i’m sorry-“ before grabbing your hips and thrusting up into you. hands squeezing at your sides so roughly you’re sure she’ll leave bruises. pace unforgiving. she’s fucking relentless. she’s fucking you into next week.

and even after you come all over her and drip down her legs and your thighs, she doesn’t stop thrusting. she’s not going to stop thrusting until you come again and again and again. (that’s what you get for being so weak.)

plus, she loves how you sound when you’re overstimulated. <3

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cowboy abs! this is actually my fav piece ive done in like. forever.

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more hairy women in fic

more women of color in fic

more fat women in fic

more tall women in fic

more loud women in fic

more self-assured women in fic

and less hairless, juvenile, white-washed, diminished little girl-doll-women in fic

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public displays of affection - aaron hotchner x reader

the aaron take on the derek/penelope workplace seminar (episode of reference: 9x12)

cw; bau!reader, established relationship, suggestiveness, small allusions to sex, fluff <3, bau family banter, aaron being mortified😭, references to the episode wc; 1.4k

"penny," you shut one of your files, placing it in your desktop organizer. "you're creating a draft."

"this is bad. oh so very very bad." she stammered, continuing to pace back and forth, "i'm just mentally preparing myself to be humiliated in front of the entire unit. for the second time, may i add. god, who blabbed this time?

"what did you even do?" spencer chimed in, his head lifting from his current read.

"i don't know." she exclaimed, an exasperated breath leaving her. "nothing out of the ordinary, so that means anything is possible. you," she pointed at morgan, who casually was making his way over to the rest of you. "we're in big trouble."

"this could be totally unrelated." jj reassured her. you agreed, giving penelope a nod and a hopeful smile. "there was no footnote on what this meeting consisted of."

"well, there was no footnote last time. and to this day, i still get asked what flarpy blunderguff means." she huffed, crossing her arms and turning towards derek. "i love you my hunk of a man, but this. this is a nightmare."

as two began rolling around, the bullpen filled in anticipation for the seminar, a light hum in the room as conversations were exchanged back and forth in waiting.

in addition, a presence soon stilled beside you. one always familiar, but surprising under the current circumstances.

"what are you doing here?" you looked up to find aaron's gentle eyes. he took a seat on the edge of your desk, just behind your chair.

meetings like these - usually below aaron's pay grade. he hadn't needed to attend the last, infamous meeting for instance, HR meetings were normally things he had prior knowledge of, or simply not worth his valuable time as unit chief.

"i got the email as well." aaron's hand found the back of your neck, his fingers comfortably kneading into your always-tense muscles. every so often, his hand would brush to your shoulder, and then back again.

"oh no," penelope slapped onto derek's arm, the smack covered up by slim buzz within the vicinity. "what did we do?"

"looks like we're about to find out." dave stated, his eyes following the woman who had just entered the bullpen, moving to the front.

the notorious HR lady of the bureau, nancy, sauntered over to the large presentation screen set before the clusters of desks. not wasting a second to get down to business, she turned toward the crowd of eager agents.

"thank you all for your attendance and time, this shouldn't take too long." she started, poised and head held high.

penelope took a deep breath.

"this afternoon's presentation," nancy clicked a button on her remote, displaying the title page. "public displays of affection."

oh no.

aaron's hand, which had continued to smooth out the stiffness in your neck, halted immediately.

"as you all- most are well and should be aware, keeping conduct professional in the workplace is a must to prevent disruptions within the environment. displays of affection - examples upcoming - can cause extreme feelings of uncomfortableness amongst your colleagues, and can be distracting nonetheless. all of which, creates a...."

just as last time, she clicked her remote. and adjacent to penelope and derek's presentation, in big letters across the top:

"hostile work environment."

derek immediately snorted under his breath, inviting others to openly laugh as well. despite the urge to shoot daggers at him, you were utterly incapable of pulling your attention away from the front.

it wasn't a top secret ordeal - everyone could infer the pair this presentation was centered around, and be correct.

"and so," nancy exhaled a breath, her eyes darting in your and aaron's shared direction for a smidge second, causing the heat to grow in your face and body. "i urge everyone to refrain from the following,"

similar to yours, aaron's face burned, comparable in color to his tie. he let out a nearly inaudible, nervous cough from above you.

"sitting on one's lap, while working on caseloads - not appropriate."

more laughter rippled through the division.

"oh god." you mumbled under your breath, uncomfortably crossing a leg over the other as your palm covered the bottom half of your face.

contrary to the present belief, aaron was a stickler on pda.

for the first few months of your relationship, he hadn't dared to touch your arm, back, anything in order to maintain such affection within the field; it was reserved for closed doors at home only. he loved you, but he wanted to uphold his reputable professional nature.

but as time moved forward and your relationship progressed, he hadn't gotten sloppy, per se, but more relaxed or lenient was a better way to put it.

some displays were accidental by habit. if he wanted to give you a quick peck, depending on the situation and setting, he would. seated beside each other, he would lovingly squeeze your thigh under the table, if you needed the encouragement or if you made him proud in some regard. if he were feeling frisky one day - sure he would do something, just to rile you up for later, to each of your benefit. so on and so forth.

and if he was initiating affection, you took that as the all-clear to do the same. in variation, of course.

so more often than not, it was in private. just not... always. and the lock on aaron's office door often came in handy for that.

"prolonged kisses in the bullpen, elevator, not appropriate."

once. you were caught once in a (very) heated kiss in the elevator.

as you and aaron cowered in embarrassment, both dave and morgan looked far too amused for their own good. the rest of the team - raised, entertained eyebrows, tossing glances to one another while trying to constrain their laughter.

nancy swallowed, as if she needed strength to deliver the next point, "grabbing one's behind when going up the stairs, not appropriate."

another mortified cough exited aaron.

she went on, giving more examples of affection aaron and you were completely guilty of. and if just one singular time wasn't enough, she went-forth on the explanation that such displays can cause a barrier within the workplace.

when you thought it would never cease, nancy finally delivered her ending statement, "save it for home people, thank you."

and with that, as well as the screen darkening, everyone disbanded, low murmurs and chuckles filling the room as each went about their usual routine.

you looked up at aaron in absolute horror, whose face was currently in his hand. but even that didn't hide the blush brewing within his face, his ears flushed wildly as well.

you reached up, grabbing his wrist to pry his hand away.

"nuh uh uh," derek grinned as he wiggled his index finger at the two of you, imitating nancy to a tee. "not appropriate."

"you hush." you got to your feet, allowing you to remove his hand more easily. you cautiously prolonged your hold, brushing your thumb across his knuckles before letting it drop. "aaron?"

his brown eyes found yours, full of embarrassment. "that was..."

"humiliating?"

he nodded, his head accelerating in speed with each nod, "yeah. that's the term i would use."

"oh you poor dears." penelope breathed out, the one compassionate member of the team.

"damn." emily chuckled.

derek cackled again, clearly not ready to let this go. honestly, he probably never would. "thought we didn't notice when you pulled the blinds in the office, did ya?"

aaron gave him a pointed glare, putting a very quick end to the conversation. just as the rest, the team carried on with their remaining work for the day - you and aaron remaining frozen in place.

but surprisingly enough, a laugh did escape him, shaking through his chest. "guess i have to tone it down a little, huh?"

"oh thank god," you blurted out and exhaled in relief, a small smile forming on your lips. "i thought this would cause an avoidance arrangement or something." you teased - partially.

"of course not. some reservation, maybe, but not avoidance." aaron laughed quietly again, a sigh escaping him.

"that was bad, wasn't it?" a slightly pinched expression took form on your face, your cheeks tinting once more.

"it wasn't... good." aaron admitted with some hesitation, but his brown eyes still glowed despite the lines of troublesome. his hand found yours - after scanning that no one was paying attention to the two of you - giving it a squeeze. "but hey, out of problems to have, i'd take showing my love for you any day."

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hotch and reader in the middle of sex when he gets a work call and answers it while he’s still in her 😭

ꨄ pairing: aaron hotchner x fem!reader

ꨄ genre: smut

ꨄ summary: while in the middle of having sex, aaron gets a phone call, reader expects him to pause but he doesn’t.

aaron had his lips wrapped around your nipple, his hand toying with the other while he fucked into you. your hand was tangled in his hair, tugging at his hair and moaning his name.

a phone ringing brought you both out of the the heated bubble you were in. neither of you could figure out who's phone it was, you didn't even want to answer it but with the jobs you had, you had no choice.

although aaron's hips never stopped moving into yours, he sat up and reached for the ringing phone.

"aaron hotchner." he cleared his throat in efforts to make it sound like he wasn't in the middle of fucking his girlfriend. you expected him to stop for just a moment but he didn't, his hips still moved into yours just as they did before.

you bit down on your lip as you tried to keep quiet while aaron talked to whoever was on the other end of the phone call. you stared up at him with wide eyes because he seemed so calm, his voice never wavering.

"how long as she been missing?" aaron's head fell back in a silent moan, his hips rutting into yours a bit faster. he looked down at you when he felt your walls closing in on his cock, a sign that you were close.

"aaron, m'gonna-" you whimpered, you were trying your hardest to stay quiet but it was hard with how fast your orgasm was approaching. aaron placed his hand on your jaw and pushed his thumb past your lips, he was trying to keep you quiet for as long as he could.

your eyes screwed shut and your legs tightened around aaron’s waist. he bit down on his lips as he felt your cunt starting to clench sporadically.

another noise fell from your lips, slightly louder than the last, which caused aaron to push his thumb deeper into your mouth and press down on your tongue. you reached up and wrapped your hand around his wrist, digging your nails into his skin as your thighs trembled with the force of your orgasm.

“…yes, of course. could you fax this all to penelope garcia?… no problem, good bye.” aaron quickly hung up and tossed his phone onto the other side of the bed. he pulled his thumb out of your mouth, instead letting his hand fall to your throat. “you did so good, baby.”

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Riding Abby’s strap

Abby fingering you

“Just take it slow baby” she reassured, her hands holding onto your waist tightly. Her gaze was set on your wet cunt enveloping her thick strap on, it was such a pretty sight. Such a small little thing like you taking her like a good girl should.

You let out a breathy whine, sinking deep onto her cock as her thumbs rubbed circles into your waist. The moment you finally sunk fully onto her cock, your hands immediately made their way to her biceps. Desperately gripping her muscles while trying to catch your breath, but being rendered useless by how full you felt. Her cock was so thick, you could see the bulge of her cock in your stomach.

“That’s a good girl…” she cooed softly, smiling up at you widely. Her hands caressed your waist while she admired your flushed state. You were so cute like this, all out of breath because of her. Your cute little lips parting to let yourself breathe, she loved you like this. So submissive and soft…

“You ready baby?” She asked. Her voice low and husky as her left hand traveled down to your clit, rubbing small circles with her thumb.

“A-abs” you whimpered out shakily, your grip tightening around her arms as your chest heaved in anticipation. You were so vulnerable, hardly even able to make out a full sentence.

“I know I know baby” she murmured quietly, her hips beginning to move slowly. Grinding into yours sensually, as she hit your spongy spot with every thrust she gave.

You let out a soft moan, her mushroomy tip hitting your sweet spot so easily. Your vision was blurring, due to the tears forming in your eyes, the room was starting to spin. Your legs squeezing around hers as she sank deep into your drenched cunt.

“S-so good” you let out softly, finally looking up at her with big watery eyes. She felt so good inside of you, her cock rutting into you from underneath as you let her fuck you as hard as she wanted.

The sounds of skin slapping filled your senses, your mind going blank as she fucked into you ruthlessly. You could feel that familiar tingling in your core as she set her pace. Your plush lips parting slightly to let your lewd sounds fill the room and your girlfriends ears.

She looked up at you eyeingly, her pace quickening by your facial expressions. She could tell how much you loved it, your eyes glazing over as your mind went blank. She let out a chuckle at how easily she got you cock drunk off of her, you were such a senseless girl.

Your orgasm was pooling in your stomach, you could feel it building up by the second. Every thrust had you one step closer to ecstasy. It was such a good feeling, your whole body going numb from your silly little nerves being rubbed by her fingers.

“I-I’m gonna-“ you whimpered out loudly before you finally let go. Your slick gushing out of your cunt, drowning her cock in your sweetness. She smirked up at you, watching you unravel in front of her. She held onto you tightly, enjoying your pathetic state.

“Good girl” she hummed softly into your ear as she let you go finally.

Hey guys! I just wanted to let you guys know, I’m starting to write again! (Yay!!!) But I do need to get back into the groove of writing, so I’m sorry that my fics won’t be as good as they usually are! But I know I’m getting back into it :)

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little moon angel sketchdump of some random doodles from the past months

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for my cute anon who asked for loser!abby <33333 here's a drabble !!

cw: thigh riding, loser loser loser!abby, shy!abby, reader is described as shy at one point as well. idk how to feel about this it's more cute than horny..

໒꒰ྀི ๑ ´ ˘ ` ू ꒱ྀིა 18+ smut !! minors do not interact pls .

imagine riding loser!abby’s thigh. she’s shy, and oh, it worsens in your presence. abby can speak her mind, albeit quietly, where she isn’t in the way of anyone. hilarious, when she has the physique to destroy anyone who disagrees with her.

but she’s enamoured with you. there’s nothing she wants more than for you to like her. she’s never had a partner before, and she never even thought she’d get here, to be honest. she felt like it would never happen, considering your own shyness clashes with her inability to make a move. oh, but it’s happening. and isn’t she glad…

she’s attempting to act with bemused, thought-through conduct, however her pent-up lust is taking over. she’s fervent, determined not to leave an inch of your body neglected or untouched. her dream girl riding her thigh, how could abby hold back from groping, squeezing, pinching? as words fail her, she makes silent praise to whatever force above sculpted you with such a body. she’s desperately praising fate for allowing her to end up here.

she’s overwhelmed. the pink on her cheeks is cute as a pansy. pansy, because she’s fucking scared. scared of saying the wrong thing, being a turn-off. she’s stuttering. making a mess of herself, just as you are with your cunt dragging on her thigh in sloppy movements.

taking handfuls of your tits, abby palms them, rubs her thumbs over your nipples just to see you shiver, to ignore her own trembling. 

“yeah, shit baby, i- need you to cum,” abby whispers. she tried to speak louder, but failed to reach a volume you don’t have to strain your ears to hear. “please. please. god. babe... i got the most perfect girl all to myself, i need you to–”

stars form in her eyes the second you whine her name. you practically fall into her, and abby’s muscled arms wrap around you, hands squeezing your hips. “no no, got you, i got you.”

now guiding your movements, abby fixates on the arching of your back, the way that she’s got you whorish and unkempt– a far cry from your overall put-togetherness. 

“abs, oh, abby, i’m gonna–”

abby can’t focus, pulling you closer to her, feeling your ragged breath hot against her ear. mewls and whines that send shocks through her, and she ends up speaking with her pussy rather than brain.

she begs for you to cum.

“please.”

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lifeguard!abby who is a cocky girl flaunting her washboard abs when she wears a sport swim top and vibrant red shorts hugging her ass perfectly. she knows just how hot she truly is and she uses it to her advantage anytime she sees you. like clockwork, wednesday evening rolls around and you show up with two friends. abby is thankful for the protection of her sunglasses, hiding her baby blues as her eyes look at you from time to time. checking out the way your tits sit in the bikini top you’re wearing. impossible to ignore the way her pussy flutters for you.

lifeguard!abby who truly knows how to fuck. she’s nasty about it, too. she’ll close up the private pool and you’re conveniently there after hours with her. somehow abby ends up in the pool with her top discarded on the poolside, your bikini top abandoned with it as she’s knuckle deep inside you.

“feel good baby, yeah? like it when i fuck you with my fingers, huh. your fucking cunt is so tight for me. can never stay away from me. need to be here every week on the dot so i can fuck you.” abby removes her fingers and you whimper at the loss.

abby lays her tongue flat, before licking up your slit in it’s entirety. you shiver instantly, soft thighs beginning to tremble.

“nope, fuck, it’s pathetic isn’t it?”

she pulls away for a moment, leaning her head on your warm thigh. “well i guess you’re in luck, angel. i love my whores when they’re fucking pathetic for me. now, be good for me and hold my hair baby. need to fuck you with my mouth, yeah?”

thankful for the lovely @flowersforvi for getting my brain here.

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Hey!, how are you?

I was re reading the good voy trilogy, I was about to read the second part, the "naughty boy" but I couldn't find it...I wanted to ask you if that part was deleted?

By the way I love love love your writing<3

hey babes!

fear not! it has not been deleted. here it is for u baby

i hope this link works. a lot of them on my masterlist dont work anymore but im going to fix it all at some point. i havent been writing for a while 🥺🥺🥺🥺

love u lots boo. thanks for reading 🩷

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Spencer needs someone that listens to him yap about his silly little facts! Someone that looks at him in adoration while he explains the most complex shit no one understands. He is so not used to having someone actually listen to him and not just tell him to shut it or brush him off.

oh, anon, this is so true !!! ‘stop being yourself for just a second’ is my roman empire because how can you tell ANYONE that ? but thank you for this request!!! i hope you enjoy this love! <3 also this is season five spencer OGGA-BOOGA w; none !! just fluff !!

“did you know that a woodpeckers tongue actually wraps around its brain?” spencer asks so casually. he’s reading a book while you watch a show. you turn your head towards him, smiling when your eyes land on his face.

the glasses he wears in the comfort of home only now slips down the curve of his nose, his fingers pressing them back up.

“really?” you tilt your head.

“mhm. it’s so it can protect it’s brain while it hammers its beak into a tree.”

“that’s cool. do you have any more interesting things to tell me?” spencer thinks your being mean, but you’re turning off the television and scooting closer, slotting your fingers through his long hair, working through the knots.

his heart tends to beat a bit faster when he can smell your perfume because he knows your close, now it’s lodged in his throat because of how much invades his nose and he loves it.

“this okay?” your fingers stop quickly - you sometimes forget that he doesn’t like being touched. you never want to make him feel uncomfortable.

“more than okay,” he nods. “and… you really want to hear more facts?” he looks towards you. you nod quickly, your free hand pushing his metal frames up.

you need to tighten those up for him in your free time.

“yeah. i love hearing you talk about anything. it could… it could be something so gross and i’d listen because it’s you talking.”

he flushes and a small smile pulls at his lips as he looks away quickly. you giggle softly.

“why, dr. reid, are you blushing?”

“no.” he lies.

“i might not be a profiler… but i believe i have you all flushed, handsome.” your nose trails along his cheek, smiling as you press your lips against the warm skin.

“i… yes,” he mumbles.

“i know.” you giggle in his ear. he smiles at the sound and turns towards you.

“it’s just… i feel like i talk too much. i get too excited and start to ramble about something stupid. people tend to tell me that.”

“what ever comes out of your mouth isn’t stupid, spence. you have a brain of knowledge and that’s a beautiful thing to have - you should be proud of it.”

he looks up at you and smiles. “thank you.”

“for what?”

“letting me be me.”

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heyyy how’s it going ? I LOVE your work 🫶🏻

I have a little request about Spencer arriving to the BAU with a hickey hidden under his collar but Morgan noticed and start teasing him about with the others.

ꨄ pairing: spencer reid x fem!reader

ꨄ genre: fluff + suggestiveness

ꨄ summary: spencer’s not very used to having to hide hickeys on his body and you had to leave before he had the chance to ask you how to hide it. doing the best he could, he threw on a shirt with a collar and hoped for the best.

spencer was sitting at his desk, head ducked down as he worked on his reports for the day. he was finishing up his third report when morgan walked up to his desk, a open folder in his left hand and a cup of coffee in his right.

“hey, kid, what did that note the unsub-“ morgan looked up from the file and looked at spencer, his eyes landing on the deep red bruise poking out of his collar. a smirk immediately broke out on his face. “what is that?”

spencer’s lips turned down, he looked down thinking something was on his shirt but quickly realized that his collar wasn’t in place. his hand shot up to cover his neck but it was too late. “nothing! it’s nothing!”

“since when have you been getting some action, pretty boy? if i remember correctly the last interaction you had with a woman you spilled your coffee on yourself.”morgan snickered and set the file and cup of coffee down on spencer’s desk, he pulled out the chair from the empty desk in front of spencer’s and took a seat.

“i’m not- this is none of your business!” his voice went up a few pitches and a blush was rapidly spreading across his body. spencer’s hands trembled with embarrassment as he tried to fix his collar.

“what have you done to him, morgan? he’s so…red.” garcia walked up behind derek and placed her hands on his shoulders, her eyebrows furrowed slightly as she took in the sight of spencer.

“i haven’t done anything to him but apparently someone else has.” derek reached forward and pulled spencer’s collar to expose the hickey to penelope. spencer swatted his hand away and jerked back, pushing his chair back so he was out of his reach.

“spencer, i didn’t even think you did those types of things!”

“i’m an adult,” spencer’s eyebrows furrowed in disbelief. he knew he was the youngest on the team and they all saw him as the baby of the group but he didn’t actually think that they thought he was exempt from doing adult things. “i do adult things just like the rest of you.”

there was a grimace painted on garcia and derek’s faces when he said that. derek slapped his hands on his legs and gathered his things, mumbling something about unwanted images in his mind as he walked away.

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Happy International Women's Day!!