The Secrets We Keep [Spencer Reid x Reader 18+] || ✔️

Our Rightful Place

SAPPY SAP SAP AHEAD

TW: talks about past drug addiction, mental health

Smut: daddy kink (dats it i think) 

Also i love this song and suggest you start it when they get into the room. It's nice. I love you guys ❤️

Spencer and game animals are not a thing that should ever be mixed. Like ever. In the bedroom, he is dominant, but he knows his place in the animal world. And while you tried assuring him that they were more afraid of him than he is of them, it didn't work. Needless to say, the group chat was on fire with pictures and videos of him not overly enjoying being parked in front of sleeping lionesses and her cubs. And when he's nervous, he rambles. Bless the others on the ride with us who were ever so patient. Not that they had a choice because you had every intention of decking them if they even so much as looked at Spencer the wrong way.

"I don't think I would survive out in the wild" He laughed as you both sat for dinner. Dinner in South Africa is amazing. Spencer was told the type of wines to pick thanks to Rossi. So there you two were, sitting at dinner with delicious wine in your glasses, the jungle just ahead of you, and a dinner to die for. Also, each other's company was A+.

You shook your head as you took a sip of your wine, "no babe. You're like a Gazelle." Spencer looked at you with feigned hurt, placing his hand on his chest, "ouch babe. Killin me here."

You grabbed his hand, squeezing it, "we'll it's a good thing we're top of the food chain."

"Actually..." You put your hand up, stopping him in his tracks. "It's a joke babe. We all co-exist together and hypothetically speaking apex predators are top of the food chain."

Spencer let out a true belly laugh before kissing the backs of your knuckles. "I love when you talk nerdy to me." You pulled your hand away from his, pushing his arm playfully.

The waiter came over, asking if you guys wanted dessert. One thing about Spencer is he loves dessert. Even going as far as claiming, 'desert doesn't go to the stomach, it goes to the heart.' So, when it's offered, you take it.

"Cookie skillet with vanilla ice cream and two spoons please." You muttered before he could get a word in. You knew what the boy wanted.

Spencer looked over at you as the waiter walked away, "I can't wait to love on you when we get back to the room."

Let the night begin.

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Dinner and dessert were fantastic, but you were honestly just dying to get back to the room so Spencer could have his way with you. Another thing about Spencer is he liked to take his time, which in some ways is fantastic. Especially when he was taking his time in bed with you. However, his slow walk back to the hotel room was not one of the times you wanted him to go slow.