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

Rougher Sex

Smut warning: Daddy kink, overstimulation, praise kink, degradation, rough sex, bondage, blind folds, vibrators, sensory deprivation, subspace, fluffly fluffy after care.

Basically, porn without a plot so enjoy lol. Our plot comes back full force next chapter. We aren't done yet, my friends ;)

Y/N POV:

You heard the familiar buzz of your phone as you finished plating the last cookie. You had resorted to baking to keep yourself busy. It was working. You wiped your hands on your apron as you reached for the phone sitting on the counter. You saw it was from Spencer, your heart leaping out of your chest.

From SPENCIE: if you aren't knelt by the front door, bare naked, in the position I like, so help you god that I don't even believe in.

You felt your breath leave your lungs as you read his text, knowing he was on the plane. You were excited for his return, knowing this was going to happen based on how he sounded when he called to let you know he was coming home.

To SPENCIE: Yes, daddy. I'll see you when you get home. I love you!

You practically skipped into the bathroom, throwing all your clothes in the hamper and turning on the shower. You hopped in, shaving and washing your hair before hopping out and drying your hair. You threw on some light makeup, including mascara you knew would run down your face when he, ultimately made you cry.

Excitement coursed through your veins as you took your position on the floor, deciding to sit crisscross till you heard the key in the door. It felt like hours, your heart speeding up each time someone walked up the stairs in the building. Until finally, you heard keys jiggling in the lock. You sat on your knees, butt touching your heels, hands in your lap, and your head down.

Spencer's scent filling the home you shared, as he hung his satchel and jacket on the hooks by the door. He didn't acknowledge your existence, acting as if you weren't knelt in front of him. He was making you squirm. Making you wait.

You didn't dare speak as he walked right by you and into your shared bedroom. You tried to steady your breath as you waiting, impatiently, for him to finally say hello to you. This was a game, and you planned on winning.

You straightened up as you heard his heavy steps come down the hallway. Spencer stopped next to you, his hand coming up to pet your head. You didn't move as he dropped his hand and moved to sit on the couch to the right of you. Your eyes followed his sock-clad feet.

"Come here, pet." You were practically vibrating at the moniker.

You crawled towards where he sat, stopping between his legs. You nuzzled your head into his thigh, eyes still down. Spencer ran his hand through your hair with light, lazy strokes. You heard a soft but content sigh fall from his lips.

"Eyes up, princess." His tone sternly sweet. You didn't even know that was a thing, but here you are. You lifted your eyes, slowing dragging them up Spencer. He looked so casual in sweatpants and a white tee. He was so beautiful like this. Now it was your turn to sigh, making heart eyes at him from your position at his feet.