#awh he misses spencer !

[merchenary]

ITS BEEN TOO LONG —-— he’s simply been gone too long. and fuck does it get under his skin. but UNFORTUNATELY that’s the live he leads. constantly moving, constantly working to the bone. and while he does his best to ignore it, it’s something he can’t quite ESCAPE from. but those aren’t things he needs to worry about… not right now. especially now that he’s been reunited with spencer, and for once the hotel actually seems nice.

boots are kicked off almost immediately before falling FACE FIRST into the bed. quick to roll over, eyeing the other down. “ — would it make me sound lame if i said i missed ya? ” he’s never prone to show SINCERITY, but this is him at least making an attempt. trying to sound sweet while making a bad joke; the signature ‘ KOSKI STYLE! ’ he can’t help but stare, wanting to drink in the other’s features. wanting to make sure he didn’t forget anything while he was gone. “ because i did. i really missed you spence… more than words can explain. ”

surprise for @lichthey !

[stairain]

Daddy's Little Helper.

Spencer wants nothing more than to show his appreciation for you babysitting his daughter, but by giving you a baby of your own was not what you expected. 

Warnings: Soft Dom Spencer, age gap (10+), innocence kink, breeding kink, loss of virginity, praise, nicknames, creampie, you want him to get you pregnant.  

WC: 6.3K​​

You were Spencer’s babysitter for his daughter, and it had been a long night for the both of you. Spencer had been out late on a case he knew would take a while, and he was more than grateful you were willing to stay for so long while he was away.

It was almost midnight now, and you were sitting on the couch in his living room after you had put her to bed. You were watching TV and absentmindedly scrolling on your phone as you waited for him to arrive home.

You looked up at the sound of the front door opening, and you immediately recognized the footsteps. You put down your phone immediately, your first thought was to stand up and meet him at the door.

As you watch the door open, you greet a very tired Spencer with a welcoming smile.

“Good evening sir, she’s upstairs sleeping now.”

Spencer smiles at you, putting down his coat on the nearby coat rack and walking towards you. 

“Thank you, you’re an angel.. How did she do tonight?" He replied, stopping directly in front of you, and looking down into your eyes with a warm smile on his face.

You crane your neck up slightly to look up at him and return the smile, nervously. You’d be lying if you said his figure looming over you didn’t intimidate you in the best way possible.

“She was really good, less crying than last time.” You say with a small chuckle. “She missed you a lot, though..”

"Awh, I missed her too." Spencer replied, his smile growing as he reached out to put his hand on your lower back, his thumb subconsciously tracing the outline of your shirt.

"It's always a challenge to leave her with a babysitter, you know? But I'm sure you made it more bearable for her." He added, still with the same smile on his face as he looked down at you.

At his soft touch, your body freezes and a red hot blush covers your face. And you weren’t sure if it was because he was tired, or because of something else, but the way his eyes were hooded and trained on you, it made your mouth run dry.

“Y-Yeah, she seems to really like me.”

Your blush caught Spencer's attention, and it caused his smile to grow even wider. He continued to rest his hand on your lower back, as you two continued to stand in the hallway right next to the stairs.

"Well, she's a smart kid. I'm sure she can tell you're good with her. So I'm very glad that she likes you." He said, before looking up the stairs for a moment. 

"She has good taste." He absentmindedly added, with a chuckle. And he had said it so slyly you would’ve missed it if you weren’t so positively entranced by everything he did. 

Your eyes widened at his words, but you brushed it off.

“I’m sure she’d like any other babysitter the same..” You try to avert your gaze from his face, trying to look everywhere but at him.

The father could tell that you were not telling the truth in the slightest. He chuckled again anyway. 

"I think you’re too hard on yourself. I'm sure she wouldn't like just any babysitter." Spencer said, as he reached a hand up to brush back the hair behind your ear. "I know my daughter wouldn't anyway. So don't sell yourself short." He paused for a moment, and then smiled again.

"You know, you can look at me." He added, with a small laugh. His hand reached out to gently grip your chin, and move your jaw so you were forced to look up at him. 

You nervously chuckled to yourself and your eyes darted back up to meet him, and you gave him a bashful smile.

“I-I guess so.. just happy I can make her happy.”

He nodded.

"She's not the only one that you make happy, you know." He said, with a soft tone to his voice and a warm smile on his face. He looked deep into your eyes as he spoke.

"I'm very happy that you're here." He added, with a small chuckle. "I wouldn't have anyone else taking care of her besides you."

“That’s very kind of you, sir. I’m glad I’m able to help out around here.” 

The atmosphere around the two of you is quiet, and there’s an undistinguished tension between you and him.

Spencer seemed to realize the tension between you two suddenly, and he put his other hand on your waist, his thumbs starting to trace soft circles on your skin. He lowered his face until it was only inches from yours, still smiling softly. 

"How about you forget about the whole babysitter thing now? You can stop calling me sir now." He added, with a hint of a flirtatious tone to his voice.

You huff out a small laugh and flash a smile. You could feel his breath on your skin, even though he wasn’t even that close.

“Just seems like the respectful thing to do, and you, out of all people, deserve it the most.” Your eyes pan up to his, looking into his sultry eyes. 

Spencer smiled even wider at that; he was used to women flirting with him, but you were.. different. 

"Well, in that case... Why don't you come a little bit closer and you can just call me Spencer?" He replied, his tone now openly flirting with you as his hands began to trace lower on your body, now resting on your hips.

Your breath hitches and you swallow before stepping once towards him. Your eyes frantically darted all over his face and even around the room, your nerves running wild as he stared down at you as if you were his prey.

Spencer leaned in closer, his face less than inches from yours now. He looked deep into your eyes, his own heart beating a little faster now as he looked over your features. He wanted to touch you... he wanted to kiss you... but he wanted to make sure this was what you wanted too. 

"Can I?" He asked quietly, his voice nothing more than a soft whisper now. He had an idea of what you would answer, but he wanted you to say it yourself.

You felt yourself get backed up onto the wall of the hallway as he pressed himself closer to you. 

“C-Can you what, sir?”

"Can I.. kiss you?" Spencer said quietly, as he leaned in a little closer now. He put his hand up to rest on your cheek, his fingers gently running over it as he placed his other hand on your shoulder. His face was only inches from yours at this point, and his eyes were only on your lips as he waited patiently for you to answer

You swallow and your eyes shine with adoration for the older man. You find yourself nodding, giving him the confirmation he so desperately wanted.

He smiled softly at your answer, before leaning in even closer, his forehead now touching yours as he looked deep into your eyes once again. He moved his hand from your cheek to the back of your neck, pulling you closer as his lips softly touched yours. His lips pressed against yours slowly, passionately, as he kissed you... a light, soft kiss at first, before his tongue parted your lips a little and he began to kiss you a little more passionately now. It was obvious how much he wanted this.

A soft moan spills from your mouth at the way he touched you, you felt your back pressed harder against the wall as he pushed himself closer to you.

Spencer moaned quietly back, a soft sound of desire and pleasure escaping his lips as he put more of his weight on you. He pulled away for a second, looking down into your eyes as he gently brushed the hair back off your face.

"Is this okay?" He asked, wanting you to feel fully comfortable with this, but at the same time, not wanting to stop. It felt too good.

You nod in his hold and lick over your lip, biting at it as you look up at him with wide eyes. 

“Yes.. Sir.”

Spencer smiled at your answer before he continued to kiss you again, pushing his tongue deep into your mouth as he kissed you with force, his throat making a series of soft noises as his lips touched yours over and over again.

His hands were on your body the whole time; his hands moved from your back to just below your hips, as one of them began to drift under your shirt and began to trace over your skin, his long fingers drawing lazy, soft circles on your rib cage.

Your eyes flutter shut at the feeling of his fingers on your skin, it sent a shiver up your spine and made you tremble in his strong hold.

"You feel so good.." Spencer said quietly as he continued to kiss you, his tongue touching yours once again. 

"You are so beautiful, angel.." Spencer added, before kissing you again. His other hand started to inch under your shirt, tracing up your skin, moving further and further up.

Your eyes roll back into your head at the sensation and you sigh in pleasure. “T-Thank you.. Spence..”

He smiled before beginning to kiss your neck, tracing the line of your collarbone with his tongue. His hand slowly continued to inch up your shirt, his fingers resting just below the line of your bra now.

A land hand splays over the fabric of your cups, and he gives an experimental squeeze to your chest. 

"Does that feel good?" Spencer said softly, his voice breathless and full of desire now.

His tongue left a wet trail on your skin, and you bit your plush lip at his touch on your bra.

“Yes.. Sir.”

He smiled at your answer, before kissing you again as he began to slide your shirt off over your shoulders. 

"Good girl," He mumbled against your lips, before breaking off the kiss.

"Now... turn around," He added, his voice still soft and breathless as he whispered into your ear, as his hands pulled your shirt off of you entirely.

You nod and immediately turn around on the wall so your palms are pressed against it, waiting for his next move.

With a soft chuckle, Spencer began to put his hands on the clasps of your bra, gently moving them under their hooks and pulling your bra off as soon as he got a good enough hold on it.

Once he had your bra fully off, he let it slide to the floor before he stepped closer to you, standing behind you as he leaned down and began to kiss your neck and your shoulders. You could feel the bulge in his pants pressing against your ass, and your body involuntarily arched back to grind onto his cock. 

His mouth dropped in a low groan as he felt you arch back into his touch, and he continued to kiss your shoulder now, before biting down hard, leaving a mark.

Your face twisted in a look of pure pleasure and a bit of pain at the bite on your shoulder, and you let out a visceral moan. All you wanted to be was good for him. Spencer leaned down closer to you, whispering in your ear. 

"God, you're so good for me," He mumbled softly, taking your ear in his mouth and biting on it lightly. You could feel yourself soaking through your panties at this point, his words doing nothing to help the arousal that was rushing through your body. 

Spencer smiled against your skin as he heard the moans, and he quickly nipped at your skin again. He was being careful not to bite down too hard, but he still liked causing you to feel a little bit of pain with his kisses.

"That's my girl.." Spencer whispered into your ear, leaning his weight on you now as his hands were clamped around your hips. "So beautiful."

You nodded subconsciously at his praise and let him do whatever he wanted to you. He kissed your neck again as he moved his hands up to the waist of your jeans.

"Can I?" His thumb began to run down the front of your jeans, playing with the buttons that adorned the denim.  

"Can I?" He repeated, and you moaned when you felt his large land dip down between your thighs, and grab gently at your clothed cunt. The friction the fabric provided against you, as well as his touch on you had you thinking there was no doubt you were soaking through your pants at this point. 

You rub your thighs together at the feeling of him grabbing you, and stroking over you. You nod with a soft moan. 

"P-Please.."

Spencer smiled at your answer, before he leaned down and picked you up by the waist, hoisting you off of the ground a little as he started walking towards the guest bedroom. He walked past the living room and kicked the door to the bedroom open, before walking towards the bed and laying you down onto it.

The way he lowered you down and splayed you out on the mattress made you feel like a princess, and knew he wouldn’t stop until you truly felt like one. 

"I've been waiting such a long time to do this." He murmured softly as he began to unbutton your jeans.

"How long, sir..?" You moaned out, sinking back into the soft sheets of his bed as you felt him frantically push the buttons through their holes, and yank down your zipper.

"Since the moment I met you," He replied quietly, his focus going entirely on undressing you.

"You're even more perfect than I thought you'd be." Spencer's hands moved down into the sides of the jeans once they were undone, and began to slide them down your legs.

When you were left in only your panties, he reached a hand to lightly rub his thumb over your covered clit, making you gasp in surprise. A shaky hand went to grab Spencer’s hand. 

Spencer smiled at your touch, but squeezed your hand.

"How come you're always so nervous whenever I touch you?" He asked gently. He wanted you to feel relaxed with him.. and he hoped that you would be able to soon.

"Don't be afraid to just relax and enjoy it." He added, giving you a soft, supportive smile as he continued to lightly rub over your sensitive bundle. 

“I-I’ve never…” Your voice trailed off gently, hoping he would get the gist. He was the first person to ever touch you like this, and on top of that, he intimidated you like no other, but you loved it.

Spencer could tell from the comment that you left unspoken that you'd never been this intimate with anyone before.. and the thought had him feeling almost possessive over you.

"I'll go slow, okay?" He replied softly, letting go of your hand and removing his touch from you. "But I need you to trust me."

His soft, comforting tone made you shiver, and you nodded your head the best you could as you laid against the bed, trying your best to relax.

“I trust you, Sir.”

His eyes lit up at your answer, and he smiled gently.

"Good girl." Spencer replied, before leaning in and kissing you passionately, his arms moving around your body as he pulled you up closer to him. His hands snaked around your waist and made you arch in his hold. 

He broke the kiss after a few seconds and looked deep into your eyes again, and you could feel impatient fingers slide underneath the bands of your underwear.

"Now... let's get the rest of your clothes off... I'm very impatient right now." He said with a small chuckle. He sits up between your legs and as his fingers reach down to pull down your panties, your breath gets caught in your throat. 

“W-What’s got you so ri-riled up.. Sir?”

"What's got me so riled up? Well..." Spencer replied quietly, with a hint of a smile on his face. 

"I've been wanting this for so long, princess. Seeing you everyday... and being unable to do all the things that I want to do.. It has been killing me. So I hope you can understand why I wouldn't want to waste a moment more."

You nod and press your legs together to make it easier for him to remove your panties. His desperation made your skin burn, and your panties wet.

Once Spencer had your panties off, he let out a soft, breathless chuckle, his face clearly showing how much he was enjoying himself. Your cunt was glistening in the soft warm light of the lamp on the nightstand.  

“There we go..." He whispered, his voice full of desire now as he let his eyes wander up and down your body. 

"You're so beautiful." He added, almost as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

You could hear the pure adoration in his voice, and it only turned you on more. A shy blush creeped up onto your face at his praise. 

"You're really turning me on here... I just want you so much.." Spencer whispered quietly as he leaned back down to you now, gently biting on your ear as he kissed you softly. His hands moved down to your hips, moving along your bare curves and up your back now.

"You're so perfect." He added softly. His voice showed just how much he meant it. You were just so perfect for him. 

“How much do you want me, sir?” His touch felt intoxicating on your skin, you could feel yourself melting in his hold. 

"More than.. more than you could possibly imagine..." Spencer replied softly, taking your face in his hands. "I want you so bad I can't take it.." He added, his voice breathless with desire. 

“What do you want to do to me..?” Your wide eyes meet his lust clouded ones.

"I want to touch you in more ways than I ever have before.." Spencer replied, his face moving back down to your neck as he began to kiss it again.

"I want to know every part of your body." He added softly. "Every.. beautiful.. inch." Spencer whispered breathily as his hand left your face to start moving down to the curve of your ass, as if he was checking over your body to make sure this was real, to make sure you were really here with him. He seemed to be loving the moment, taking every little detail of this moment in.

As you felt his movements become needier and impatient, you found the smallest bit of courage in you to whimper out. 

“P-Please be gentle, Sir..”

Spencer smiled at your request and nodded slightly.

"I promise to be gentle..." He whispered, the touch of his breath against your skin sending a tingle through your body now. The tip of his tongue moved up to your ear now, and he began to run his tongue around the shell of it in little circles.

"But you've got to understand that I am extremely eager right now.. I want you so bad it hurts, angel.” Spencer said, his voice full of desire as he continued to kiss your neck.

“I-I understand, Sir..” Your shoulder jolts at the feeling of his tongue on your ear, and your skin raises at his words on your skin.

"Good girl..." he replied quietly, before continuing to kiss your neck as he moved down to your shoulders.

"Where... would you like me to start?" Spencer asked softly, his eyes flickering as he looked over your naked body, he had so many plans of his own for you, but this was about you. He’d ruin you later.

“A-Anywhere you want, sir.. You know best.. I want you to take care of me.”

His eyes flashed with a soft, playful smile.

"Well why don't you just lay there and let me take care of you, then, alright?" He whispered into your ear, as his hand began to move down over your base chest. His hands stopped to take your sensitive buds into his fingers, gently twisting them. It made you arch and whimper in a way that almost made his body give out from above you.

"I need to show how much I want you.." Spencer added softly, his voice heavy with passion and the need to protect you.

You nodded and tried to relax your body, feeling all too tense in this moment despite how much you wanted him to.

He smiled as he felt your body relax under his touch, as his hand moved over your breasts.

"Relax... You're perfect. You're perfect for me.. And I'm going to treat you like it." Spencer whispered softly, before his hand began to move down to your stomach.

"Do you like it when I touch you like this?" He asked, as his hand began to reach your lower stomach. "Or does it make you too hot?" He added, his voice still full of desire.

“I-I like it.. I like it a lot, Sir.” You look down to watch his hand slither down your body, and it makes your body fill with arousal.

"Good," The man replied softly, before his hand lowered further.

"How does this feel?" He asks, his voice a little breathless as he begins to move his hand between your legs, his touch just barely ghosting over your pussy. He was incredibly cautious not to do anything that you didn't want, as he wanted to go slow for you. 

You gasped lightly when you felt his fingers tracing over your cunt and you swallowed back a moan that threatened to shake the house.

“Really.. Really good..”

You were already moaning now, and Spencer couldn't help but laugh a little at it. 

"You really are very sensitive, aren't you?" Spencer replied teasingly. His fingers began to run lightly over your folds, gliding easily through your pussy because of how soaked you were, just from a few fleeting touches and sweet words. 

You can’t help the blush that surfaces on your cheeks at the mention of you being sensitive, and you close your eyes as you try not to let his touch distract you.

“I-I’ve nev-never been touched like this before, Sir. M’sorry.”

"It's alright, beautiful.. I'm just.. testing the waters." Spencer replied softly, smiling as he continued to tease you.

"So, are you ready for more.. or should I wait?" He whispered into your ear, his voice still breathless. "After all, if you're this sensitive now.. I can't imagine how it'll be once I finally get to fuck you." He said, before nibbling on your neck a little.

“Keep going, Sir.. I’m ready..” You slowly spread your legs a little wider, his touch taking over your senses. 

Spencer smiled softly as your legs spread a little for him, and he quickly slipped a finger inside of you. He chuckled softly as he felt you moan and clench in response to his touch.

"That's my girl," Spencer replied quietly, with that same playful smile on him as his hands continued to tease your sensitive cunt.

"You're so sensitive down here, baby.." 

You nodded and bit back a moan. 

“Y-Yeah.. Never even.. touched myself b-before..” And you could practically feel the intensity of his smirk now at your words. You were innocent, never touched before, not even by yourself. You were his completely.

His face lit up at the information that you gave him.. he could tell that it was true, just from the way you reacted to even the smallest touches.. But hearing it out loud like that was something else.

Spencer was so incredibly turned on now, straining against the restricting fabric of his own pants, and he couldn't help but be more enthusiastic now.

"Good girl.. I'll make sure that I do everything exactly right for you." He said softly, before kissing you passionately again. "My beautiful, innocent girl.." He whispered, leaning into you now as his lips moved from your neck and his finger plunged deeper inside of you. "Don't worry, I'll make you feel amazing."

His praise made your body shake with pleasure, and fill with intense arousal you’ve never experienced before. You nod at his words, and surrender yourself to his control.

When he withdraws his finger from you, you’re leaning up on your forearms to watch what he was doing next, and your eyes quickly find his hands where they were pushing down his dress pants, eagerly freeing his cock from the confines of his pants and underwear. 

He was big. And it didn’t surprise you in the slightest, but it did make your breath pick up and your heart stop. As he pulled down his briefs, you could see the way his heavy length sprung out, bobbing slightly in the warm air between you two.

You bit your lip and a moan died down in your throat at the sight. You don’t know how he’d fit it, but he’d manage, somehow. 

When he was back to leaning over your trembling frame, Spencer's hand began to trail up your thigh again, as his lips pressed sweet kisses on your neck, leaving little red marks each time his teeth bit down.

"I've never been this turned on in my life." Spencer whispered softly, before pulling away from you to look into your eyes. One of his hands reached down to stroke over his dick, and he moaned in your face at the feeling of finally being touched, even if it was by himself. 

"Are you still doing okay?" He added quietly when he regained his control, and grabbed himself by the base of his cock. You could feel the dripping head of it pushing against your sticky folds, and the feeling made you dizzy. 

“Yes, sir..” Was all you could manage, as your needy cunt clenched around nothing. You were practically begging to be filled, despite your earlier nervousness. You knew he’d take care of you. 

Spencer smiled at you and lined himself up the best he could on shaking legs.

"You're so cute..." He whispered softly, as his hips began to move gently forward, making his cock trace lightly over your pussy.

"Just stay still..." He added, looking into your eyes again as his length began to slowly slide into your soaked hole. 

His head dipped down to your shoulder and he let out a loud groan, and the sound alone made you whimper. But aside from his own noises, the feeling of his cock stretching into you made your eyes roll back into your head, it felt too good to be true, and you’re glad you waited for him to be the one to finally fuck you. You threw your head back gently on the bed and let him use you.

"That's it... let me take care of you, love." Spencer said quietly, pushing himself further into you. He wanted to take his time with you, he never wanted you to feel forced into this, and he wanted his every touch to make you feel amazing. 

"Does that feel good, baby?" He whispered softly, as he was fully sheathed into you. The way you pulsed around him, and the way he could see your arousal coating his cock left him breathless, but he had to stay composed, for you. 

“So good, sir..” Your thighs shake and try to close from the overwhelming pleasure, but with him slotted between your legs, it’s an impossible feat. You opt for wrapping your legs around him instead, urging him even deeper into you.

"Good.." Spencer said softly. "Just let it happen.. I know it's a lot right now, but I swear, it's going to feel amazing." 

He added quietly, as he started to shallowly thrust into you, drunk on the way you’re swallowing him up so eagerly, even if this was your first time. You feel so good around him it’s making him dizzy, but you’re not doing any better than he is. 

The sensation is so new, but you’ve never felt anything better. He’s slowly pulling his cock out of you, and then pushing back in, and it’s a rhythm you don’t think you’ll ever get tired of. You give an experimental clench of your cunt around him, and his arms almost give out from above you at the feeling. He sighs and shakes his head. 

"You're an angel." He murmured softly after a few more seconds. "I don't deserve you."

You shake your head the best you can and try not to moan.

“N-No.. I don’t deserve you..”

Spencer smiled softly down you as his the speed of his thrusts begin to pick up, and he starts to fuck into you deeper, harder. His long hair falling down and covering his face. 

"Maybe we just deserve each other.." He offered quietly. "We seem to make each other so happy.." He said softly, before kissing you on the forehead and smiling. 

"Well, you sure didn’t deserve to have to wait this long before a man makes you feel like this."

He added with a slight chuckle, as his cock fucked deeper into you now, pounding into that sweet spot that you didn’t even know existed until now, but with how he was pressing into it so deliciously, it made you shudder and writhe around him.

He was plowing into just the right spot to make you feel so much bliss that you could practically see the stars right in front of you.

Spencer smiled at you as you started to moan and whimper out louder for him, and he couldn't help but enjoy the power of making you feel so good.

"See how good that is?..I knew you'd like it, baby." Spencer said, leaning down to press a kiss to your cheek before panting against it. "I know how to treat you properly.. Don’t I?” 

You couldn’t say anything in reply to him, how could you? The way he was making you feel was like nothing you’ve ever felt, and it was wrecking you.

Spencer smiled softly, as he could tell that you were on a completely different planet right now. He was proud of himself for being the one to cause that reaction in you, and he was clearly loving all the control he had in the situation right now. He wanted to keep you here with him like this at this moment forever.

"Are you enjoying this, honey?" He asked softly, before speeding up the cant of his hips, slapping the skin of his pelvis into the sticky flesh of your pussy and soaked thighs. 

“Y-Yes, sir.. Fuck..” Your body trembles and your head thrashes at his pleasurable touch, and you could feel the coil inside of you wind tighter and tighter, you didn’t know what was happening, all you knew was that it felt so so good.

Spencer laughed, the moment made too perfect to be upset at your wording. 

"You need to watch your language when talking to me.. I mean it." He said teasingly, but he also seemed genuinely amused by the slip.

"But you're enjoying this so much, aren't you? How does it feel... being a little dirty girl with me?" 

The degradation. It was new to you.. This all was, and you feel that you shouldn’t be enjoying it as much as you did. You always wanted to please him, do good for him, and make him proud.. But yet it felt amazing hearing him call you that in such a condescending tone. 

You shake your head at your slip up and try to push that thought to the side. 

“I-I’m sorry, sir..” You moan out. “Feels so good..”

"I know.. I know, angel.. it's hard to think straight when you feel this good, isn't it?" Spencer teased quietly, his voice full of adoration and cockiness for being the one to make you feel like this.

You nod without another word, and feel your release approaching quickly. Both from the way he was humping into you and also from the condescending yet gentle tone he’s speaking to you with. It was all too much, and yet not enough. You needed him so badly. 

"You're getting so close, aren't you?" Spencer asked teasingly, before adding, "And you know what that means, right?" He asked, his voice going lower and lower as you reached your breaking point.

You shook your head, you’ve never felt this way before, it was overtaking all of your senses. You clenched around him in a panic to somehow halt the quick approaching feeling you were experiencing, and it only served to add onto it. 

“N-No, sir..”

"Well, you're about to find out, beautiful..." Spencer replied softly, before giving you a quick kiss on the cheek. "You have to trust me now... okay?"

He rammed his length deeper into you now, and made it a point to slam into that sweet spot inside of you everytime he buried himself in you. His own release was approaching, but he needed you to finish first. This was all about you. 

Then, with a final burst of energy, he pressed his cock impossibly deeper inside of you, kissing your cervix with the tip of his dick, as the moment you've been frantically awaiting for seemed finally upon you.

“I- Oh.. Oh my- S-Sir..” You let out a series of moans, whimpers, and whines as you were brought closer and closer to your peak. You had no idea what this feeling was, but you knew you didn’t want it to stop, not now, you were so so close.

"That's it... let it out for me.." Spencer replied quietly as he leaned away from you and grabbed you forcefully by your hips to fuck into you mercilessly, as if you were a doll to him. 

He knew exactly what he was doing to you and wanted you to fully let yourself get carried away in this moment, he had already reached the point of no return, and you could feel it in the way he lifted you from the bed and plowed into you. 

"You're almost there, beautiful..." He moaned softly. "Just one.. big.. release for me.. You can do it, princess."

And with a final, passionate blow to your weeping cunt, you throw your head back in a borderline scream at how good it all felt. Your body felt like it was on fire as you exploded by his touch. Your head thrashed and and your mind was spinning from how good it all felt. Nonstop moans poured from your mouth as you were finally pushed over the edge.

"There we go, baby.." Spencer said quietly as you squeezed around him so tight he could barely move, and it made him so fucking hard. As he watched you shake through your release, he began to fuck into you even harder now, finally able to use your body for everything it was worth as he felt the deep pit in his stomach grow larger and larger with each heavy drag he dealt to your used pussy. 

“God, baby.. So so good..”

His movements became erratic as his own peak was quickly creeping up on him, and he looked up at you with heavy eyes as he felt himself get so lost in the pleasure he could barely hold himself up. 

You looked back down to him and even though you were reaching the point of overstimulation, the feeling of him using you was too good to deny. And you could feel the primal instinct taking over him as he fucked you harder and harder with each passing second, it was getting too much for him, and his head hung against your shoulder as breathy moans left his mouth. 

“W-Wanna give you another, sir. Please.” 

Spencer’s head whipped up to look at you, and his eyes were wider than you’ve ever seen them, it almost made you laugh. You reached up to wrap your arms around his neck and bite your lip. 

“W-What..?”

He’s breathless, but his cock doesn’t falter at all inside of you, it only speeds up at the implication in your words. You don’t say anything else, you just nod and stare at him with want and desperation swirling in your eyes. 

“Oh my god.. Oh my god..” 

Spencer repeats over and over as he lets himself go, and grips at your hips in a bruising hold as he shoots ribbons of his heavy load inside of you. Both of your mouths drop in unison at the sensation, and you whimper at the feeling of his scorching cum painting your slick walls. 

“S-Sir..” 

Is all you can grit out, and your fingernails find their way to his back, pulling makeshift daggers down his skin as he continues to smash his length in your aching, soaked hole. His body collapses down against yours, as he jolts and spasms with every spurt of release he dumps into you. 

He’s buried so unbelievably deep inside of you right now, that there was no doubt that you would give him another child. You could already feel his release seeping into you, claiming you as his forever. 

Through heavy pants and on shaking arms, he lifts himself slightly to look at you. The both of you looked positively ruined by the other, and he pressed a light kiss on your sweaty cheek. 

“Y-You.. You’re insane, sweetheart..” 

You breathlessly chuckled at his words, and pulled him back down so he was laying on your chest. Your body was trembling underneath him, and you could feel your slick and his cum leaking out of you onto the bed sheets. With enough consciousness to speak, you softly sigh. 

“Do I at least get to pick the name?”

[beautifulbrainrot]

https://www.tumblr.com/autisticallyreid/728011137680130048/i-need-like-innocentsubbyspence-reqs-like-omg?source=share -> you ask, i deliver 😈

how about bau!reader coming home from a case and finding innocent!spence humping a pillow cause it feels good but then he asks her what's happening with him because he never felt that way 🤭🤭

god yes!! i lit love you anon please send more innocent!spence request!!!

cw 18+ innocent!sub!spence, pillow humping, innocence kink, oral (m!receiving)

when you left work, excited to see your sweet spence, you weren’t definitely weren’t expecting this.

you had come home from a long day at the bau, ready to cuddle up with spencer and maybe watch a movie, but this was so much better.

you had walked in on spencer humping a pillow on your bed, completely naked, his cock red and hard, tears in the corners of his eyes as he desperately rubbed himself against the pillow.

“spencer…” you breathed, shocked and aroused at the beautiful sight in front of you.

“i- i don’t know what going on! i was thinking of you, then i felt so hot and it was so achey! he whimpered, staring at you, his eyes wide and confused.

your poor innocent baby.

“awh, is my baby hard? were you missing me, is that what made you so horny, baby?” you cooed, walking up to him, lifting his head up with your fingers under his chin.

he nodded dopily, humping the pillow a bit more to relieve the ache.

“is that pillow making you feel good, sweet boy?”

he nodded again, nuzzling into your hand as you moved to cup his warm, pink cheek.

“do you want something that will make you feel even better?” you smiled, tilting you head.

his eyes widened and he nodded frantically.

“let go of the pillow and lie back on the bed, baby,” you commanded softly, smiling as he quickly complied. “good boy.”

he blushed bright at the praise, his cock leaking more pre come onto his tummy.

you crawled onto the bed, and settled yourself between his thighs. you placed soft kisses on the flesh, giggling to yourself as he shivered and gasped.

you wrapped your hand around him, marvelling at his beautiful cock.

“so hard and leaky for me baby, this must really hurt!”

“so achey, please- !” he cried, his voice squeaky and desperate.

you finally brought your mouth to the tip of his aching cock, pressing a soft kiss to the swollen tip.

he squeaked as you did, looking down at you, his eyes wide.

“ah! that felt- oh- mm- so good…” he whined through soft moans, as you peppered kisses over his length.

“please don’t tease…” he cried, his cock so hard he could barely think.

taking pity on your poor boy, you took him into your mouth, humming around him happily at the sweet moans you were eliciting from the boy.

“oh! that feels really good…” he whimpered, looking down at you.

he moaned loudly as you started to bob your head, pulling off him almost completely before sucking him back into the warm heat of your mouth.

it wasn’t long before his legs were trembling and his moans were slurring together as he approached his release.

“wait! something- i feel something- ah!!” he cried out as he came hard in your mouth, his eyes rolling back and his legs shaking.

you pulled off his softening cock with a pop as he finsihed coming, not wanting to overstimulate your poor baby too much.

his thighs twitched as you ran your fingers gently up them, over his stomach, to his chest before finally cupping his blushing cheeks.

“did that feel good, spence?” you cooed softly, pressing a soft kiss to his lips.

he nodded, “felt so good..” his eyes glazed and his brain foggy.

[multifandombliss]

truth or dare.

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pairing;y/n x aaron hotchner.

summary:the team is locked in the bau after a huge snow storm, y/n and aaron have been together for a little over three months and the team doesn't know until a silly game of truth or dare.

warnings: drinking, kissing. fluff fluff fluff 🤩

words: 715

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"c'mon guys, one drink isn't going to hurt" - Rossi had said that an hour ago and now everyone but Spencer, Aaron, and Dave were buzzed. Y/n was a giggling mess as she sat across from Aaron, she couldn't keep her eyes off him. He wasn't in uniform, everyone had changed from their work clothes to whatever clothes they had in their go-bags. "Derek, Y/n, c'mon dance with me!" Pen laughed grabbing his and Y/n's hand moving to the middle of the room to dance. "Guys lets play truth or dare" JJ piped up, looking at everyone in the room "ooo! yes but with a twist! we should incorporate spin the bottle!" Emily mumbled as she rested her head on Jjs shoulder. “oo! okey guys let's play! and yes pretty boy you're playing too!" Y/n smiled as she took a seat beside Aaron, grabbing her glass of wine, she took a gulp almost finishing her glass. "Y'know you shouldn't drink it so fast" Aaron whispered as he lent into her side, she shrugged and watched as everyone took a seat on the floor. Aaron smiled at her,  wanting nothing more to be alone with her after the case they just had. "actually guys statistically speaking-" Y/N giggled and shook her head. "sorry spence but i don't think anyone really cares at this point" she whispered leaning against the desk, he frowned and nodded looking at the bottle in the middle of the circle. "Okay! i'll go first!" Emily smiled, sipping her wine. spinning the bottle it landed on derek, he smirked and looked at emily "bring it, pretty lady." Spence rolled his eyes before looking at his book, sipping on some tea. "okay truth or dare" derek replied with truth, Y/N zoned out, her hand slowly inching towards aaron's warm ones. "I dare you to kiss Penelope" she replied, hearing everyone's giggles, Y/n looked up to Aaron before looking over at derek kissing Pen, she smiled widely and clapped, leaning her head on Aaron shoulder. "Now that was a proper kiss!" Penelope exclaimed with a giggle. Y/n was drunk and she was at the point where she  didn't care what the team saw, re-filling her glass back up she frowned as nothing came out of the bottle. "awh you guys! you drank it all" she laughed before looking to Aaron as he chuckled. "no, sweetheart, you drank it all" he mumbled, rubbing her back softly. The team all looked to Aaron as he said the pet name, but they were brought out of their gaze when JJ cleared her throat. "Derek your turn!" he hummed as he spun the bottle, landing on Y/n. Tucking the hair behind her ear she smiled "dare, i bet you can't think of a good one"  y/n laced her fingers together, looking at him. "Okay pretty lady, i dare you and Hotch to finally get rid of the sexual tension y'all have created in this room and go play seven minutes of heaven - in his office" he smirked, everyone choked on their own spit, looking to derek.  Spencer looked up from his book "what did i miss? guys someone tell me!" Hotch mumbled something under his breath before grabbing y/n's hands, ignoring the whoops and cheers from behind them. Walking into his office Y/N smiled as he wrapped his arms around her, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "I miss you, baby" he mumbled into her hair, y/n smiled into his chest, looking up at him "i've been here all night silly" she laughed, cupping his cheeks gently. Aaron heard the giggled of everyone outside his door, rolling his eyes "maybe i should hire new profilers if none of them could figure out we're together" he laughed, leaning down to kiss her gently. Hearing the door click open everyone cheered as the team saw them share a kiss, y/n broke away and looked at them "you guys, go back to playing your silly game, i have some catching up to do." she mumbled, wrapping her arms around him. and that's how Y/n and Aaron spent the night together on his couch watching a movie on his laptop, with wine, snacks and of course kisses.

[r-is-typing]

at first sight | s.r

summary: in which spencer reid revisits the two times he had a 'love at first sight' moment. pairing: spencer reid x fem!reader category: angst, fluff if you squint content warnings: major character death word count: 818

"I remember the day I met her like it was yesterday, but in fact, it was 3,652 days, 5 hours, 20 minutes, and...."

The man glanced at his watch. "17 seconds ago. She walked into the BAU 10 years ago, and from the moment I saw her, I knew." The crowd let out audible awh's at the way he talked about her.

Spencer took a deep breath before continuing to speak. "I remember vividly, thanks to my eidetic memory, what Y/N wore that day. She wore this white collared button-up, with a light blue sweater over it, black jeans, and these black converse. God, did she love her converse." Spencer chuckled, thinking back to how many pairs of converse were placed neatly into the couple's closet.

"Morgan was the first one she conversed with. He, of course, started with a pathetic attempt of flirting with her, but she just shrugged it off. Imagine my shock when she came over to my desk, complimenting my own converse, along with saying she had read a few of my dissertations and was, what she called 'a fan of sorts'." The man wiped a tear from his eye.

"From the moment we stepped onto the jet for her first case, when she looked at me, actually wanting to hear my dumb facts, I.. I don't think I ever shut up since then. I mean, a pretty girl wanting to hear what I had to say? That was a one in a billion chance." The group of people watching him let out a collective laugh.

"From the moment she smiled at me, shaking my hand, and telling me her name, I knew. I knew she would be the one I wanted to spend the rest of my life with."

He paused, staring down at the crumpled, tear-stained paper in his hand.

"Although, what I didn't realize, was that we wouldn't get to spend the rest of our lives together. She lost her life too early, and as much as it pains me, I'm just glad that she got to spend the rest of her life being loved, cherished, and adored by me. I don't think there was a waking moment I didn't love her."

Spencer's hazel eyes wandered over to the casket that lay still on his left. Then, they wandered to the giant picture of the girl he loved. "I know if Y/N was here, she'd hold my hand, run her fingers through my hair, and tell me that she was right here, and everything was going to be okay."

"But, how can that be true if she's gone?"

Spencer looked through his teary eyes at the sea of people wearing black clothing. "How is everything going to be okay if the girl I love is gone?"

He looked down at his speech again, getting back on track.

"A month before she passed, we promised each other that every night before bed, we'd tell our daughter how lucky her mother and father were to fall in love the way we did. As most of you know, I never did believe in love at first sight.."

Spencer looked to the small girl in Penelope's arms who looked at her dad with a smile.

"But, there were two times I did just that. I first felt love at first sight when I met Y/N all those years ago when she stepped foot into the BAU. The next day was when we had you," he knelt down in front of the girl, holding his arms out. "Adelaide Y/N Reid, your mom and I's pride and joy, our angel."

Little Adelaide Reid cuddled into her father's arms and the man scooped her up. "I remember the day you were born, mommy and I looked at each other, then at you, and we were in love. You were perfect. Everything we had always wanted."

Adelaide looked at her dad, trying to comprehend the words he was saying.

"What I'm trying to tell you, Adelaide, is that you shouldn't be like daddy, okay? Believe in love at first sight. It is very real. You and your mommy will always be my first loves. My dreams come true."

The man let tears stream down his face as he carried Adelaide to the casket. "We love and miss you, sweetheart. It's certainly not the same without you, but we're doing alright. We're living for you, darling."

He looked between his daughter and the picture of his wife that stood up on a stand next to the casket. Spencer looked down at the open casket, smiling as he saw the tattoo that laid perfectly across her left forearm.

Spencer lifted his suit sleeve on his right forearm to see the same ink sprawled across his arm, the memory of his wife, their life, and that day savored all in just three words.

At first sight.

r is typing... welcome to my first oneshot here on tumblr! i hope you all enjoy it. don't forget to like, comment, etc! i'd love to hear your feedback on what you think, and how i can better my writing.

i'm not going to lie, i shed a few tears writing this. i'm super proud of this.

r is signing off...

[whoreforcokeandspencerreid]

headcanons about hotchreid or moreid going to pride together? that sounds so cute

this is adorable awh (this got long af lmao but i added my own details from experiences at pride parades sorry if it sucks lmao)

Hotchreid

Hotch and Spencer are both hesitant when they first start dating but i see them both saying ‘fuck it’ one year then going every year

Spencer’s never had any gay friends other than people he works with so for the first time he likes mingling with people and Hotch loves seeing the happiness on his boyfriend/husbands face

Hotch stays pretty muted but for Spencer he feels he can really be open for the first time in a long time

He feels more in place seeing people wearing the skirts and makeup he’s scared to wear at work and Hotch notices and lets Spencer know he can do that at work too (Spencer wears one of his longer skirts the next work day)

its very sweet Hotch seeing Spencer being comfortable in a very welcoming place for him

Hotch isnt as flamboyant as the other people in the parade and just walking by but he wears a small bisexual pin Spencer and Garcia made him wear

Hotch is not very open about his sexuality especially after being married to a straight woman for years (im anti haley)

But he feels more comfortable there than he thought he would

Moreid

Morgan and Reid are the type of dads who bring their kids to pride i totally see that happening

but without the kids like in their first years of dating/marriage they both enjoy themselves

they don’t participate in the parade itself but they cheer at the drag queens in floats and wear their pins with pronouns they gave out in the beginning

Spencer feels very comfortable despite being in the crowds and abundance of germs

they both feel the representation was something they could use after spending days without PDA or hiding their relationship all together

Morgan actually encourages Spencer to go after their first year because he notices how happy Spencer is seeing people like them :)

i miss pride ugh!!!

[vanillann]

aphrodite and her son cupid (spencer reid x f.reader)

thank you for the request!!

word count: 2.1k

“What do you mean you broke down?”

JJ ran around the corner from her office, her stride larger than normal as she stepped to the center of the bullpen.

“Okay, I’ll see what I can do.”

JJ hung up the phone, a sigh falling past her lips as she tilted her head back to watch the ceiling closely.

“What’s wrong?”

Spencer and Emily had now walked up to standing on either side of the blonde, Emily placing a gentle hand on her friend's shoulder.

“Will was going to pick up Henry when his truck broke down, I would get him but I have so much paperwork that I have to have done by 6.”

“I’ll go get them.”

Spencer slowly raised his hand, almost like he was a shy kid in the back of the class.

“I don't want you-”

“I finished all my paperwork 1 hour and 6 minutes ago.”

JJ smiled, running back to her office quickly before returning with her keys held tightly in her hand.

“Thank you Spence”

Spencer smiled as he jogged out the glass doors of the BAU.

*

“Thank you for doing this again.”

A thick Southern accent filled the car as they pulled up to the last available parking spot at the school. Both adults stepped from the car, making sure to stand tall enough for Henry to spot them.

“I’m happy to help, plus it's part of my job as god-father.”

Will smiled, clapping a hand on Spencer's shoulder that caused him to fall forward slightly.

The sound of loud footsteps and yelling suddenly filled the field before them, kids running to their car or sitting in the grand waiting for their own.

Suddenly a small tuft of blonde hair emerged from the coward of kids, a woman holding his hand walking beside him.

The long skirt and multi-color headband reminded Spencer of a picture he had once seen of his mom from when she was a teen.

“Ms. (L/N),” Will pushed off the car and moved to the woman, giving her a bear hug.

“Will.”

Both pulled back from each other, Ms. (L/N) looking over Will shoulder to wave at Spencer.

“You must be Uncle Spencer.”

Spencer would never say it out loud, he was a humble guy, but he was proud that Henry's teacher knew who he was because that meant Henry talked about him a lot.

“Yes, I’m Doctor Spencer Reid.”

“(Y/N) (L/N), but try to use Ms. (L/N) around Henry. The entire first week of school he called me Agent (L/N).”

A giggle fell past Spencer's lips, causing him to look between the two with knowing eyes.

He might not be a profiler but he sure wasn't stupid.

“Sorry, he probably got a little too used to that.”

Henry stood beside Ms. (L/N) jumping off the balls of his feet.

“Uncle Spencer, did you know I have the highest reading level in class?”

There was that pride from earlier bubbling in his stomach, but it quickly left when he realized that Henry was still standing beside his teacher.

Henry always ran to Spencer to give him a hug.

“Uncle Spencer, today was national hug day.”

Will smirk to himself, he knew he raised his kid right.

“Really?”

Of course Spencer knew it was national hug day but he wasn't going to spoil the kids day.

“Ms. (L/N) said she was going to get as many hugs as possible, would you like to help her?”

“Henry,” Ms. (L/N) pulled on Henry slightly with a stern look.

God, it almost could beat Hotch.

“No it’s fine, I can never say no to him anyways.”

Without another word Henry was dragging Ms. (L/N) closer to Spencer, standing beside the two with eyes of awe.

Spencer looked back at Ms. (L/N), slowly raising his arm like he was about to waltz and arm stiff.

“You look scared, come here.”

Ms. (L/N) grabbed the arm of his blazer, slowly dragging him closer to her before he was closer enough to wrap her arms around his middle.

Spencer felt his body light on fire, the feeling of her fingers laid across his back had his mind racing at rapid speed.

Will stood against the car, the smirk gracing his lips as Spencer hand fell onto her shoulders softly.

Will squatted next to his son, holding his fist out.

Henry bumped his own fist against his dad’s, jumping up and down as he watched his Uncle Spencer smile.

Henry liked it when Uncle Spencer smiled because of something he did.

*

“I’m so sorry about today,” JJ sat next to Will on her brown leather couch, a glass of wine in her hand.

“Oh don't worry doll, it was good talking to Reid anyways.”

Will attempted to hide the smirk behind his beer bottle, looking at his wife with raised eyebrows.

“Spencer enjoyed meeting Ms. (L/N).”

JJ coughed the wine she was drinking back into her glass.

“No way, Ms. (L/N) doesn't seem like his type.”

Will shrugged, taking the last bit of beer and placing the drink on the coaster.

“He hugged her.”

JJ turned her head, watching her husband with wild eyes.

“He hugged her? Did he have a gun to his head!”

“Nope, your son was playing cupid.”

JJ smirk to herself this time, that sounded like Henry.

“Ms. (L/N) is way too adventurous for Spence, she jumped off a cliff once just so she could tell people she was the friend that jumps off the bridge.”

Will rolled his eyes, a smile on his lips as he watched the fireplace burn with passion.

“He could use the adventure in his life, the most excited thing that happens to that kid is getting PhDs and getting shot.”

JJ didn't mean to, she really didn't, but she snorted.

“That’s not funny.”

“Then why'd you laugh doll.”

*

JJ circled the corner from her office, walking into the bullpen with her nose in her phone.

“JJ!”

She looked up at the call of her name, the text from her mom would have to wait a minute.

“Spence?”

Spencer jogged from his desk, his long legs bringing him over to her quickly.

“I saw you had more files on your desk and I was wondering if you needed me to pick Henry up again. Sunday you mention Will works on Wednesday so,”

Spencer trailed off, suddenly breaking eye contact with JJ.

Oh my, he broke eye contact!

“Um- that's really sweet-”

“I'll leave now.”

Without another thought Spencer grabbed a set of keys from his desk, running out the glass doors of the bullpen.

JJ turned around, the shock written across her face as she watched Spencer back walk into the elevator.

“What’s going on?”

Emily's strong voice echoed beside JJ, the mug of coffee could be seen out the side of her eye.

“I think Spence has a crush on Henry teacher.”

*

“Afternoon Doc.”

(Y/N) leaned on the open window of Spencer beetle, a smile on her lips. Spencer heard the back door of his car open but didn't pay much mind to it.

“Ms. (L/N).”

“The past month you've been picking Henry up, did JJ and Will die?”

Spencer let out a giggle, now that had Henry falling into a fit in the backseat.

“No just Will has been having more work than normal and JJ is helping our tech analyst with finding cases.”

Ok so maybe at this very moment Will was definitely at home and JJ was laughing with Emily at her desk, but that definitely wasn't the point.

“Well I’m glad to see your back from the last case, Henry did not enjoy taking the bus Monday,” Ms. (L/N) tapped the side of the car and stood up to her full height.

“Ms. (L/N)!)

She slowly leaned back down, looking back at Henry who was jumping in their seat.

“For Parent Day, can I bring mommy friends!”

Shit, I’m one of mommy’s friends.

“If they can all make it there they are welcome, I’ll set them up a booth and every Henry.”

Henry was jumping up and down in his seat, a wicked smile across his face showing off his missing front tooth.

“Thank you Ms. (L/N), you're the best.”

She smiled and stood back up her full height, watching as Spencer quickly back out his parking spot and jumped on the bypass.

“Uncle Spencer, can I call mommy from your phone?”

“Of course Henry, look in the side pocket of my bag.”

Henry grabbed the bag that sat beside him, pulling out his godfather phone and finding his mom's contact.

He rang a few times before his mother's soft voice echoed through.

“Spence?”

“Hi mommy!”

He heard her laugh to herself, in the background sounded a lot like Aunt Emily, but there were much more important things right now.

“I did it mommy, I did!”

“That’s my boy.”

*

“Hotch, we need to be home this Friday.”

JJ stood in the middle of Hotch office, pleading eyes as she begged him to stay here and come to the school.

“I can't promise-”

“It’s just an hour or two, I really need this.”

Hotch looked up at the blonde through his eyelashes, looking at the stack of papers in front of him.

“I’ll see what I can do, but if it's serious we have to go.”

JJ smiled, blowing a kiss to Hotch as she left his office. Rossi stood outside the door, a smile large across his face.

“So-”

“Get ready for Operation Schoolyard.”

*

“Wow, do you have a gun?”

Hotch let a smile grace his lips, smiling at the kid who was asking Hotch a new question ever second.

“I do.”

“Come on guys, my family is over here.”

The team looked up to see little Henry dragging four kids over to the booth, pointing at the members of the team with a wiggling finger.

“Meet my mommy and my aunts and my uncles,” Henry said as he pulled on the skirt Ms. (L/N) wore.

“I know JJ and Doc-”

Doc?

So they had nicknames, this was more serious than they planned.

“- but it's wonderful to meet the rest of you.”

“You too, Pretty Boy here talks about you so much I knew we had to meet,” Morgan slapped a hand on Reid's shoulder, pushing him slightly from the spot he stood in.

“Awh, I’m honored to be a topic of conversation.”

JJ looked over her shoulder, Rossi giving a big thumbs up before looking at the kids.

“Wanna learn how to profile?”

Each kid nodded their head, Henry crossing his arm and looking up at his Uncle Rossi.

“I already know how Uncle Rossi.”

“I know kid, but we gotta teach your friends.”

Rossi turned back to the group of small children, each looking at each member with wide eyes.

“How about we use my friends Doctor Spencer Reid as an example.”

Spencer's eyes bugged out his head, turning to his co-worker with an expression of horror.

“Doctor Reid posture was the slightest bit hunched before Ms. (L/N) came over here, which means he feels the need to hold a nice image around her.”

Loud coughing came tumbling out of Spencer's mouth and Rossi would have felt horrible if he wasn't doing this for the greater good.

“Also Doctor Reid was talking louder before as well but now he is peeking quieter which shows he is nervous.”

Emily stood beside Rossi watching Ms. (L/N), she was shuffling her feet and wasn't making eye contact anymore.

“Wow, that's so cool,” one kid spoke before his eyes started wandering.

“Look it’s a dog.”

The fire department dog was bought through the doors of the gym, all five keys jumping from their spot and running as fast as they could.

Spencer's eyes stayed on his Ms. (L/N) as her hands dropped into one of her pockets.

“I’m sorry about that, first graders love dogs.”

“I was more a cat person,” Emily spoke before turning to look at the sweet teacher before her.

“I don't think I could keep something like that alive, maybe a fish?”

“I have a fish!”

Spencer's voice was high and his teammates tried to hide the smile, but that was something they had a hard time with at these times.

“Really?”

Spencer just nodded his head, his eyes blew and his shoe tapped against the gym floor.

“Well I’ve been looking into getting one-”

Her hand reached over, grabbing Spencers and placing a piece of paper in the middle of his hand.

“and maybe you could set it up.”

Spencer swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bouncing as he nodded his head. She smiled at him and began walking to the group of kids who have surrounded the dog.

“Spencer, you don't have a fish,” Penelope spoke out for the first time in a while, standing in the back with a huge smirk.

“I’ll get one.”

cm tag list:

@itsarayofsunshine @m-n-m @aquarius-pisces-rose @victomizedbyreginageorge @avaxreid @erinxneil

[saeransangel]

Keep Breathing

Derek Morgan x Reader

Request: Hello! Can you do a request for Morgan where the reader and him are married and the reader is 9 months pregnant and she decides to bring lunch for the team and while they are all eating and laughing her water breaks (Shes been having contractions all day but she thought they were just braxton hicks) and they have to deliver the baby there? Can you have Morgan and even the team be really encouraging and supportive?

**I really wanna post this now, I’ll re-read in the morning and edit (:

Being married to Derek Morgan was a gift within it’s self, but one of the many amazing things about being his wife was that you were apart of his family. Yes, his family that was his blood, but his work family as well. When you were first introduced to the BAU team, you were nervous as hell. He told you they were profilers and you wanted to make sure you made a great first impression. But it was no surprise that they loved you just as much as Derek did. You loved them all so much. They were like your second family. In fact, you made it part of your routine to bring them all lunch every Friday. You would bring everything from takeout, to home made baked goods. They loved it, and it made you feel like you belonged with them.

Today was no different. You brought in a tub of cookies you made this morning, along with some takeout food from a family owned restaurant near you and Morgan’s apartment.

“Y/N!” Emily greeted you at the door to the conference room. She grabbed one of the takeout bags from your arms and helped you bring it over to the table. You thanked her and started to arrange the food on the table so everyone could help themselves. “So,” she mused, “how’s the baby doing?”

You glanced down at your swollen stomach and placed a loving hand on your bump. “Well, I’m ready to see her.” You laughed. This pregnancy was exhausting to say the least. But you knew it would all be worth it when you finally get to see your sweet baby’s face.

“I’m sure.” Emily laughed. A small knock was heard on the door. You looked over and saw JJ beaming at you, Spencer behind her.

“Hey!” She exclaimed. JJ gave you a gentle hug, careful not to squish you and your belly. You and JJ were always extremely close. She was a mom herself, so you spent a lot of time with her whether it was shopping for the nursery or her giving you and Derek advice for the tiring months of having a newborn. 

You hugged her back and gave her shoulders a squeeze. “How’ve you been, J?” you asked.

“I’m great, but how are you? You look like you’re ready to pop any second.” She knew you were due any day now, and she was just as excited as you were. You playfully shoved her.

“I don’t look that bad, do I?” you asked, half joking.

Spencer joined in now, along with Emily and Rossi. You were all laughing and enjoying the food when Derek and Garcia walked in.

“Oh! You’re here, finally!” You exclaimed with a mouth full of food. You ran up to your husband and gave him a giant hug. “I missed you.”

“I missed you too baby.” He smiled, giving you a kiss on the forehead. “Ohhhh, what did you bring today, mama?”

The room filled with all the BAU team members. You took a moment to admire your family. Your husband laughing with his coworkers, Emily teasing Reid about whatever nerdy fact he spit out today, Rossi and Aaron laughing about Jack’s new and improved soccer team. You smiled at the sight of them all. You were so excited for your baby to be loved by this team.

Suddenly you felt a tug in your stomach, followed by a trickle of warm water running down your leg. Did I just pee myself? You thought. This had never happened in all your nine months of pregnancy. 

The sound of liquid dripping onto the floor could be heard. Spencer turned around first. He looked to you, then down at the ground, then back at you. His eyes widened. “Y/N, did your water just break?” He asked. It sounded like he already knew the answer. This got the attention of everyone in the room. 

Derek gasped. “Woah...” He looked at you dumb-founded. You winced, grabbing your stomach. You’ve been having bad pains all day. You never put it together that you were probably in labor. You cried out in pain. “WOAH, OKAY!” He sounded panicked, but excited. He rushed to your side and sat you down in a chair.

As the contractions got worse, your breathing got heavier. “It’s gonna be okay.” Derek assured you. “We’re gonna get you to a hospital.”

“Morgan, I hate to break it to you but seeing as the nearest hospital is 45 minutes away, she’s gonna have to have the baby here.” JJ said firmly. “Unless you want to have the baby in the car.”

“Okay...okay.” He said as calmly as he could. He squeezed you hand comfortingly. “You’ve got this baby girl. You’re strong, I know you can do this.”

“I’m gonna be fine.” You smiled at his encouragements. You were really nervous to have this baby, and even more nervous to have it in front of all these people, but the baby was coming. You needed to do this now.

“I’ll call an ambulance.” Rossi stated. He and Hotch left the room, instructing the other agents that weren’t close with you to leave the bullpen and find another floor to occupy. The ones left in the room were, Derek, Spencer, Emily, JJ, and Garcia.

“I’ve never delivered a baby before guys,” Spencer laughed trying to lighten the mood. You laughed and winced in pain. You let out a scream.

“Okay, she’s definitely coming.” You sobbed. This was the most pain you’ve ever been in, but you kept reassuring yourself that it would be all worth it in the end. You just wished you were in a god damn hospital right now with pain killers.

Derek and Spencer lowered you to the ground. Once you were as comfortable as you could be, Emily spread your legs and got them in the right position. You felt so exposed and embarrassed, but none of your friends seemed to think it was a big deal. JJ and Emily, though they looked stressed, looked very excited for you. Derek was unsure of having the baby in the damn conference room, but he knew you’re strong. Spencer was the most shocked out of all of you, but he still mumbled encouraging words as you pushed and pushed.

Derek winced. He thought for a split second you may have broken his hand because of how hard you were squeezing. “Keep pushing Y/N!” He shouted over your screams.

“Derek,” You sobbed. “I can’t do this, I can’t, it hurts so bad.” You needed to go to a hospital. You needed to be properly cared for and not having a baby on the floor right now.

Your husband cupped your face. “Y/N, you’re the strongest woman I know, you’re gonna have to be strong for just a little longer.” He kissed your forehead and squeezed your hand. It was all going to be okay.

_

Finally. Your baby girl was here in this world. Towards the end of your birth, Rossi rushed into the room with the paramedics. You and the baby were rushed to the hospital to check you and the baby’s vitals. 

Everyone met you at the hospital. Gasps and awh’s filled the room as the team walked in on you and Derek with your newborn, half of them carrying bags of presents with baby print designs on them.

Penelope helped you open all the presents, and when you say help, you mean she opened them all for you and showed you everything herself because you didn’t want to let go of your baby.

You were so grateful for everything you got, and you were immensely grateful for how supportive everyone was. “You guys,” You began. Everyone's attention turned from the baby to you. “Thank you all so much for helping me through today. I certainly didn’t think I’d be having my baby on the floor of the FBI conference room, but I don’t think I would have been able to do it with anyone else.” They all laughed and took their turns saying congratulations one last time before leaving you an your husband alone.

“She’s beautiful, just like her mother.” Derek beamed. You look up at him and kiss him longingly. 

“She’s got her father’s eye’s, and his nose.” You were mesmerized by your beautiful creation. You shifted over and held your daughter out the Derek. Gently, he took a hold of her and rocked her back and forth in his arms. He was in love. A tear slipped down his face as he looked into her eyes.

You knew in that very moment that he would do anything for her. This was a new chapter in his life that he had been waiting to start and he finally got to start it. “I love you so much, Y/N. You’re going to be an amazing mother.” He whispered blissfully.

“I know you’re going to be an amazing father, Derek.” You smiled. “I can already tell she’s going to be a Daddy’s Girl.”

He laughed as he gazed into his daughters eyes. He took his finger and rubbed it along her tiny hand. He gasped excitedly when her small fingers wrapped around his pointer finger. “Oh my GOD! Did you see that?” He exclaimed. The sight of him being so happy brought you to tears. This was going to be a new leaf for the two of you.

You were so beyond happy to have had a child with the love of your life.

[themarauderstheoutsidersandpeggy]

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 Tom had taken you to a lot of shooting ranges when he first got together with you

When you had gotten together, you were basically initiated into his gang of sorts and he wanted to make sure that you could defend yourself if need be

Now

You were a pretty good aim

You were able to hit still targets dead on with any type of weapon you could think of

Any type of gun, any type of knife, a frickin rock if you threw if hard enough

You were real good at aiming

And of course Tom was already sososo proud of you

“Babe! That was amazing, that was a moving target and you still hit the bullseye!”

“Really Tom, it’s not that hard, I just finally figured out that you have to aim for where your target is going to be, not where it is.”

“I’m so proud of you!”

He made the mistake of saying that in front of one of his men who laughed at how soft he was

You still haven’t heard from him to this day

Wonder where he went :’)

You and Tom are on a date at the park, you’re just walking around and chatting

And you don’t realize that you’re being surrounded until it’s already happened

But Tom always has a gun on him and he makes you keep one whenever you go outside just in case

He’s never been more proud of a decision

The guys that have you surrounded didn’t count on the both of you being armed so none of them had their guns out

Dummies

Tom really just sighs smh

But he rips his gun out of it’s holster and watches you do the same

“Don’t shoot unless you have to, remember what I taught you, the butt of the gun is a hell of a weapon in itself, and I know you’re skilled at fistfighting. Just be careful.”

You nodded as you slowly turned around each other in the circle, keeping watch on all of the men surrounding you

One of them lunged at you from the side and the fiGHT COMMENCED

Tom caught the guy himself but you caught his fist

In your face

You kneed him in a place where no man should be kneed and then shoved him to the side

The second man that came at you you were able to trip, and then you shoved his face into the grass and dirt

With your foot

On his head

:’)

It wasn’t until the fourth or fifth guy that you were in trouble, your arm having been slashed open by a stick that the third attacker had been brandishing

The newest man grabbed you by your bleeding arm, sinking his fingers into your flesh and squeezing as hard as he could

He held you tight in his arms and no matter how much your screamed, or squirmed in his arms he wouldn’t give up

Your gun was slid up into your sleeve a bit and you slid it down into the palm of your hand

Once again, you jammed the gun into a place where a gun should never be jammed which made the guy release you

He was mad

He grabbed Tom and made a break for it

Your boyfriend was hella strong and hella powerful but the guy was like twice his height and all muscle

You chased after them and tried to calculate whether or not the bullet would get to Tom if you shot the man in the back 

When the guy tossed Tom in his van there was no other option, and you fired the gun three times, two of the bullets hitting the man and the other just barely missing him as he swayed side to side from the previous two bullets

Once the guy was for sure down, you ran over and grabbed Tom out of the van

He was sitting, checking his arms and legs for bad injuries

He saw you coming and smiled super bright at you awh

“Babe! That was absolutely perfect! You didn’t fire when you didn’t have to and you got 2/3 to hit him! You only missed the third bc he collapsed! I’m so proud of you, you’re learning so quickly!”

I don’t write smut but I can hint at it for you my dudes it was a long night 

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And Carried Me Away: Ch. 10

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Chapter 10: Spencer hissed in pain as he hit the floor, his elbows taking most of the impact. Though it stopped his head from hitting the floor, his left elbow hit the floor in just the right spot for the impact to be excruciating. He grimaced and cursed, distracted by the pain just long enough for Alsie to straddle him. Feeling her weight on top of him, his cheeks immediately flushed, his eyes widening and locking on Alsie. "Al..."

His sister's burnt sienna eyes stared down at him, familiar yet the gleam in them wasn't. It was cold, calculating. Not at all like Alsie, nor like her alter Ana. He swallowed, wondering if he'd triggered Emmie and thinking up how he could de-escalate things so Alsie could regain control.

"Um, Al...Emmie? I'm not a threat to Alsie. All right?" Spencer spoke softly, not moving anything but his eyes and lips. He glanced towards the bed, feeling relieved that Jemma was still sleeping. "I'm not going to do anything, Emmie. Alsie is safe, she is safe."

"...hm..heh." His sister smirked, her eyes narrowing. An uneasy feeling welled up in Spencer's gut, fighting against his certainty. It wasn't until Alsie's hand was wrapped around his throat that he realized it might not be Emmie staring down at him.

"A..." Spencer instinctively grabbed for the hand at his throat, alarmed though its owner hadn't started squeezing yet. She just held it there, threateningly.

"I thought you said you wouldn't move." His sister chided, leering down at him. Her thin lips pulled into a wry smile. It was evident, based on the tone, that this personality was testing him and his word.

Spencer paused, confused and fearful. His hand stopped midway on its way to grabbing the hand around his throat. He blinked, his brain whirling as he thought of who this alter was. Not Emmie, not Ana, certainly not Alsie herself. "I...Leigh? Are you Leigh?"

"Hm." The thin lips twitched, and a dry chuckle escaped them. "Yes. I am. And you...are a liar." Leigh glanced at Spencer's hand, her own still at his neck. Her lips twitched again as Spencer dropped his hand back to the floor.

"No. I'm not. I'm not a liar. You can trust me. I won't...I won't move." Spencer replied, his heart thumping. He tensed as Leigh tightened her grip slightly around his neck, not enough to be dangerous but enough that he questioned his resolve. If Leigh tightened her grip any further, he knew he'd break his promise and grab her arm. He also knew, going by the sinking feeling in his gut, that doing so would make things much worse. "Leigh, I...Let me talk to Alsie. Please. I'm not a threat. I..."

"Of course not. You're terrified." Leigh scoffed, her eyes recognizing the fear in Spencer's eyes. She frowned, removing her hand from his throat. "...you're nothing like James. Or Peter." Leigh muttered, shifting herself so that she was sitting on Spencer's stomach, her legs still straddling him.

"Wh..." Spencer took in a breath, relieved that Leigh hadn't decided to test his resolve. It wasn't himself getting hurt that had frightened him, but rather concern for Jemma's safety. As well as a reluctance to hurt Alsie. He took another deep breath, Leigh's mumble echoing in his thoughts. His eyes widened. "...What?"

Leigh stared down at Spencer, not bothering to respond to the single word question.

"You...James? Did you...do this to James? You..." Spencer asked, his brain running through a gauntlet of implications and likelihoods dependent on Leigh's answer. He didn't know much about James, but he couldn't imagine the older man to allow Leigh to choke him with impunity. Or to threaten him. Both which could only have meant terrible things for Alsie, things she may not remember.

"...heh. Don't worry." Leigh mumbled, touching Spencer's cheek. "He didn't mind it. At least, not enough that he'd hurt Alsie. Though..." She paused, moving a few stray strands of hair from Spencer's face. "...that has as much to do with his fear of Emmie." Another pause. "She broke his wrist once. And his fingers a few other times. Despite that, he just kept coming back. Almost like it was a sort of game. Or competition. Or maybe he just liked that Ana always appeared afterward."

"Leigh..." Spencer interrupted, not wanting to hear anything more especially not about what went on between Ana and James. "I..."

"Do you want Ana?"

"No. No." Spencer shook his head, grimacing at the thought and implication. "No. Leigh, I...I want to talk to Alsie. I need to talk to Alsie. About taking Jemma out for icecream and to the park today. She's been looking forward to today, and spending time together with her mom. Please."

"A...um. Hm." Leigh mulled over Spencer's words, her piercing eyes staring down at him. She licked her lip, considering him. Before she could say anything in response, the sound of the bed creaking drew their attention.

"Mahma? Unc' 'encer?" Jemma mumbled, staring down at the two, a loud and adorable yawn escaping her mouth. "Mah...awh. Icce ice...wan' icce c'eam."

"Jemma, hey." Spencer smiled at his niece, hiding his concern about her mother as he started signing. His eyes flitted to Alsie's face, hoping that seeing Jemma awake would trigger Leigh to switch back to Alsie. His stomach somersaulted when he saw his sister's face, the look in her eyes. "...Jem, why don't you go find auntie Joy?" Spencer signed his question, his gaze locked on his sister except for a few brief glances at Jemma to make sure his niece understood him. "Your cousin Kai would love to play with you."

"Buht..." Jemma pouted, almost whining when her uncle repeated his request. The expression on his face stopped her - and she crawled of the bed and toddled into the hallway, searching for her auntie Joy.

She completely missed the way Spencer suddenly grabbed her mother's hands, and the serious glare he gave his sister.

"Leigh." Spencer scowled at his sister, searching her face at the same moment he pushed her off of him. He squeezed her hands, his stomach twisting. The coldness - the loathing he saw in his sister's eyes as her alter Leigh stared at Jemma, horrified him. It had sent a chill through him. "...I need you to let me speak to Alsie. Leigh..."

Leigh simply glowered at him, attempting to wrest her hands out of his. His grip, however, was too firm.

"Leigh."

0Prison:

"All right. Thank you." Hotch said to one of the correctional officers as he entered the next room. His expression remained stoic even as William Reid noticed him and approached. The door shut behind him.

"Agent Hotchner...I..."

Hotch shook his head. "I understand your reason for wanting to talk with James, Mr. Reid. You needed to know about his relationship with Alsie. About..." The agent paused, deciding to move on to his next sentence. "It doesn't surprise me. What does surprise me is how you convinced the warden to let you."

He didn't elaborate, though the other man understood what he meant. Pretending to be representing James as a lawyer just to get to question him was dangerous. If the prison or law board found out, it was likely to have ramifications for William.

William Reid simply gave Hotch a look that said that he didn't and wouldn't regret his decision despite whatever consequence. It was an expression Hotch quickly and quietly profiled, meshing it with what else he realized about the man over the past couple of months. How doting and protective he was of his daughter.

"...Alsie asked you to visit him." Hotch stated, not needing nor looking for a response. Instead he glanced around the room, his expression shifting a bit. It was slight surprise and slight confusion. "Where's James? Didn't you manage to convince him to agree to answering my questions?"

"Yes. He just needed a bathroom break. The guard should be bringing him back soon." William replied, his thoughts on James. He grimaced and sighed, irritated. "...just so you know, James agreed to this interview only if I sit in as his lawyer."

"But...that..." Hotch started to reply, only to be cut off by the sound of the prison door opening.

"...oh." James smirked as he entered the room, his attention shifting from the guard escorting him to the agent. His eyes gleamed as he recognized Hotch. "Hello. I didn't think you'd get here this quick."

"James, if you'd sit so we can start..." Hotch replied. His eyes narrowed as he noticed James shake his head while smirking.

"I want something first. Then I'll answer whatever you ask." James demanded, his dark eyes lingering on the agent's face. He practically ignored William, though the man studied him curiously. "...Deal? No deal?"

"This isn't a game, James." Hotch said, irritated by the thirty-six year old's smirk.

"...No. It's not." James replied after mulling silently a moment. He moved towards the table to sit, his foot hitting the leg of the table on the way. "...uck!"

"James, are you..."

"...I'm fine." James spat, sitting down quickly after recovering. He scowled at the two men, his glare especially livid when alighted on William.

Hotch paused before sitting down himself, not from hesitance but from curiosity. His profiler eyes hadn't missed the glare the younger man gave William. It was different than the one James gave him. The one he received was simply anger while the one William had received was more of a warning. Or an unspoken demand. More baffling was the curious and concerned look William returned.

The unit chief made note of both, then sat down. "All right. First..."

"...I want to see my daughter." James interrupted, glancing at his hands before shifting his gaze to Hotch. "I want to see Jemma."

0Elsewhere:

The first thing Melissa Joyce noticed was the damp scent emanating from somewhere towards her right. It slowly expanded throughout the room but it was stronger in that direction. She swallowed, noticing then how dry her lips were; though she could smell a damp scent entering the room, the room itself felt so dry. Her head pounded, and she instinctively reached out to search for her walking stick.

She froze when a metallic rattling sound filled her ears and her reach was hindered by something wrapped around her wrists.

"No. No. Please no." She gasped, her lips trembling as she tried to wake herself up. It felt so real, this nightmare, so like the others she'd suffered through. Yet...her nightmares never had such a stench in them and the room was usually cold. And she could see in them...

Melissa trembled, becoming more worried the longer her blindness remained - evidence that it wasn't a nightmare. She was, somehow, trapped again with the psycho. He must've gotten out and come to finish her. He was supposed to be in prison for life, but somehow he'd to have escaped or...

"Where are you? Please...just let me go. Please!" She cried, and reflectively moved her arms what little way she could to block her stomach. The sound of a scuffling foot or bag could be heard across the room. "Please just let us go..."

The scuffling stopped, replaced by the sound of a sure footstep approaching. She realized the truth from the stranger's step even before he spoke, the voice not the same one as the man's who assaulted her in Western New York.

"...us?" The unknown voice asked, and Melissa tried to cover her stomach even more protectively. Her heart thumped terribly beneath her ribcage, fear enveloping her more firmly than before. "Us?"

The man repeated, what he was doing unknown to Melissa, though she sensed he was staring at her closely. She tried to squirm away, an useless endeavor because of the chains binding her ankles as well as her arms.

"Please..." She cried as strong, furious arms pulled hers away from her abdomen. "Don't...don't hurt..."

"...you..." The man growled, his glare on the just noticeable baby bump.

[libraryofloveletters]

Can you do parent HC’s for everyone? Or just the girl or guys I don’t car either way. Just them being wholesome parents and figuring out how to balance the BAU and little babies. 😭💕

of course, I love this idea 🥺

I think I'm just going to squish this into one big one because some of them don’t have kiddos but are totally still around to help. 

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Being away from home so often was hard for them, not only become they didn't get to see their kiddos but because they’d miss so much 

Whenever the team was home, they’d spend time together so they could relax and the kids would get to see each other

Everything would take place at Rossi’s house 

From weddings, to Christmas to birthday parties 

During the summers, they would have pool days and everyone would be there 

Rossi and Hotch are by the bbq, drinking scotch and occasionally flipping a burger or two 

Derek, Matt, Will, Spencer and Luke are all in the pool with the kids 

Matt’s holding his girls and Will is helping him because it’s hard to hold 3 kiddos in a pool while Spencer has Hank on his lap 

Jack, Henry, Michael, David and Jake are playing football with Luke and Derek

Emily and Penelope are making margaritas

JJ, Savannah,Tara and Kristy are in the hot tub 

During the holidays, Rossi always throws a huge Christmas party 

He’d go all out with gifts for the kids 

Toys, Clothes, Electronics, anything they want, they’ll get 

If one of the couples had to go out, Auntie Penny and Uncle Luke would come babysit 

Spencer would be called in if one of the babies weren't feeling well because his genius brain would know what to do

The kids loved their parents but they loved their aunts and uncles even more 

Tara and Spencer were the ones they went to if they needed advice or help with school because the two of them were incredibly smart 

The kids were totally in awh of those two 

Penelope and Luke were a big hit with the little ones 

They were the fun aunt and uncle, always had an art project or up for a spontaneous adventure 

Emily is Jack and Henry’s favourite because the two of them were teenagers now 

She’s the one that would sneak them booze or pick them up drunk from parties 

She always covered for them, telling their parents that she missed them 

They would be dropped off at her place and then head to their party from there

Rossi loved all these kids as his own, he was the resident grandpa 

The older kids called him uncle Dave and the little ones called him grandpa

He didn’t mind, even though he’d remind them that he isn’t that old.

Rossi’s house would be filled with pictures of the kids

He had a picture from every kid’s first day of school 

From Jack to Rose, he had a picture for each one of them 

His living room had a huge picture frame, the picture was of him and all the kids 

If someone was injured, all the kids would come visit.

They’d all bring get well cards and balloons and the occasional teddy bear 

They kept every single card and teddy bear the kids brought for them 

At the end of the day, they were a big family and they wouldn’t change it for the world.