simon riley loves letting you play with him. he adores when you push him around, and while he doesn’t think he could ever allow himself to fully lose his guard, he merely goes dumb when you have him.
when you hold his face in both of your gentle hands, soft against his scars and stubble as you look at him with nothing but benevolence.
pinching his cheeks between your fingers to get him to open his mouth, jaw falling slack to welcome your other ring and middle fingers against his tongue, knuckles nestled between his pink lips.
he keeps his eyes on yours, somewhere far in the back of his mind wondering what exactly made him like this—how the big, bad ghost had wound up on his knees for a pretty girl such as yourself, half his stature and with not an ounce of meanness in your bones—before his brows are pinching and he’s groaning lowly around your digits as you apply more pressure down onto his rough tongue.
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Spencer Reid x reader: caught
Spencer Reid x reader
Word count: 900, short but sweet
Warnings: talk of sexy times, a little bit of kissy kissy, Hotch being a proud but stern dad ok ok that’s it I think
Summary: You and Spencer have been keeping your relationship secret, and getting caught leads to an…interesting conversation.
You groaned and put the pen down on the case file in front of you. You and Spencer found yourselves alone in the conference room and you had been cranky all morning. The reason for that was simple: Spencer had gotten up before you, to arrive at the office at a different time, so you hadn’t gotten a good morning kiss from him.
Spencer didn’t look up from his work, but asked: “Are you okay?”
You huffed. “No, I am not.”
This made Spencer look up from his work with a frown. The concerned look in his eyes made your heart melt instantly. “What’s wrong?”
You pouted. “You didn’t give me a kiss this morning.”
Spencer’s expression softened. He looked at you with a mixture of adoration and amusement. “Aww, is someone cranky because she didn’t get a kiss?”
You playfully glare at him. “Shut up.”
Spencer shook his head with a smile. “I’ll make it up to you.” He promised, and your stomach did a flip.
However, that did little to ease your current grumpiness. “I just- really, really, want to kiss you right now.” You admitted.
Spencer’s eyes darted around the room, and even though they were alone, anyone could come in at any given time. “Here?”
You pouted once more. “Please?” You asked and gave him your best puppy eyes.
Spencer sighed and the hint of a smile formed on his face; he knew he couldn’t say no to you. He stood up and made his way over to you. “Alright. Now come here.”
You happily got up and circled your arms around his neck. With that smile still on your face, you pressed your lips against his.
Spencer chuckled softly against your mouth and moved his hands to your waist to hold you closer. You let yourself get lost in the kiss, moving your lips leisurely against his, and opening your mouth so his tongue could-
Suddenly, you heard footsteps approaching. Quickly, you and Spencer jumped apart to put a socially acceptable distance between the two of you. You quickly sat back down and put a file in front of your face, to hide it from whoever was approaching. Spencer did the same, only just managing to sit back down when the person came in.
It was Hotch. He looked between the two of you suspiciously, one eyebrow raised. “Did I interrupt something?”
You cleared your throat and held the file up a little higher, completely blocking Hotch from your view.
“No.” You and Spencer quickly said in unison, your voice a little higher than it normally was.
“You know,” he started, “you haven’t exactly been subtle the past three years.”
Spencer’s face flushed. “I- what- do you mean by that?” he asked innocently.
Hotch gave him a ‘are you serious’ look and continued. “The glances, the smiles, the touches. I’ve known since day one.” He looked between the two of you once more.
“Besides, hotel walls on cases aren’t exactly- thin.”
You felt mortified when he said that. You wanted the ground to open up and swallow you whole. You slowly lowered the file and looked at Hotch sheepishly. “I- uh-” You stammered.
Hotch gave the both of you a stern look. “Do I need to have the talk with you?”
Both yours and Spencer’s eyes widened. Spencer shook his head quickly. “No, sir, we know perfectly well how to- uhm-”
It was only then that Hotch’s face turned into a small smile. “Oh, trust me, I know that you know.”
You groaned and buried your head in your hands. “Please- let’s- stop talking about this.”
Hotch steered his expression back into a neutral one as he continued. “You know, I got an email from a hotel in Florida after a case, with the costs, and the damages.”
Now it was Spencer’s time to look mortified. You and Spencer had been busy doing- activities- which resulted in a broken bed.
“I- sir- the bed was already- unstable-” Spencer tried.
Hotch raised his eyebrows. “You chucked the broken pieces out the window?”
Spencer’s face flushed crimson, and you cringed in your seat. “I- we didn’t have many other options- let’s just forget about Florida. Please?” You pleaded, looking at Hotch with a desperate expression.
Hotch smirked. Actually smirked. “It’s good blackmailing material.”
Your mouth dropped open, you hadn’t expected the stoic, stern Hotch to ever say something like that.
But Hotch wasn’t done. A small smile formed on his lips. “Besides, you two look like flustered teenagers. It’s hard not to tease you about it.”
Spencer hid his face in the file before him, no doubt beet-red right now.
Hotch’s face softened. “I’m happy for you.”
Then, his face returned to the stern, stoic one. “Just- maybe, don’t indulge in certain activities when we’re out on a case. And” he paused, “I’m not ever forgetting Florida.”
“How about we don’t use mine and Spencer’s sex life for entertainment?” You pleaded. Unbeknownst to you, the rest of the team had been making their way to the conference room as well. Suddenly, you heard Mogan’s voice, and you could just tell there would be a smirk on his face if you turned around.
“Yours and Reid’s what now?”
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