Spencer Reid One Shots

Flustered

Genre: Smut (kinda?? definitely NSFW)

1k words
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I always get nervous around Y/N. I try to hide it, but I don't think I'm doing a very good job. Even if she wasn't a profiler, she would definitely be able to tell that I have some sort of feelings for her. What those were, I wasn't really sure yet. She was no doubt one of the most gorgeous girls I've ever seen, and she's smart and funny and--I don't know! It's not like we aren't friends and sometimes I feel like she's flirting with me. But then again, social cues aren't really a strong suit of mine. What if I'm just reading into it because that's what I want? I was sitting in my hotel room driving myself in a desperate loop to sort out this feeling that I was having.

Unfortunately, it seemed as though Y/N had other plans. And said plans were definitely not helping my situation. I knew that her room was right next to mine and I hadn't thought much of it. So, when I heard a buzzing noise I figured it could've just been the air conditioning or something. That was until I heard muffled whimpers coming from the other side of the wall.

Eventually, those whimpers became louder and turned into moans. I tried my hardest not to listen, just pretend it wasn't happening but my body decided to work against me. I couldn't stop the growing tightness in my slacks. Something about this felt wrong--perverted, almost like I was invading her privacy. But what happened next I was not expecting.

"Mmmm! Fuck, Spencer!"

This can't be real. This isn't happening. I must be having some sick wet dream. There's no way that she had just said my name. No way. My brain must have short-circuited for a second but I snapped out of it when it happened again.

"Oh God, yes! Please make me cum, Spence! Fuck, you feel so good!"

If you told me that Y/N was trying to make my heart stop at this moment, I would absolutely believe you.

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I always knew Reid had a bit of a thing for me. He wasn't exactly the most subtle. I could feel the lingering looks from across the room, or when he would talk to me he would stutter a little bit more than usual, his eyes would sometimes flick up and down unintentionally. But I didn't mind. I would be lying if I said I didn't feel the same.

This case had been fairly stressful so I decided to unwind a little. Sadly, I didn't have a partner at the moment and even if I had it wouldn't really apply here, so I settled for the next best thing. Did I usually carry a vibrator in my go-bag? Sometimes. Obviously, if we were sharing rooms I wouldn't use it. And if someone found it I would probably be a little embarrassed, sure. But we're all adults. Sex and masturbation are completely normal. What probably isn't normal is moaning your coworker's name whose room is just on the other side of the wall.

At first, I hadn't even realized I'd done it. I must've gotten too caught up in the fantasy. I couldn't help thinking about all those things that genius could do. Not to mention he has probably some of the biggest hands I've ever seen. Don't even get me started on what those curls would feel like in my hands, or how his plush pink lips would feel against my skin. Ugh, every time he licked or bit down on his lip, it drove me absolutely insane. Is it wrong to think all this stuff about him? Did he think similar things about me?

I knew there was a large possibility that he had heard me. But was that really such a bad thing? Even if I could've stopped the moans that were tumbling from my lips, I don't think I would've. He could definitely hear me by the time that I finished and in my haze, I got ready for bed and didn't think about what had just happened anymore.

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My room was right next to Y/N's. And hers was in between mine and Reid's. I knew that they both had feelings for each other. She had even confessed it to me a few months ago.

"Emily, can I tell you something?"

"Yeah, of course."

"I--um--I really like Spencer and I'm kinda freaking out."

"Oh, honey, everyone already knows."

"Damn it. Even him?"

"God, no. Poor thing is so clueless."

I was laying in my bed, desperately trying to stop my string of thoughts so that I could fall asleep. That didn't work. I heard moaning from Y/N's room. And honestly, this wasn't new. She wasn't exactly the quiet type. It was awkward, but I didn't want to bring it up and embarrass her. Not to mention, I would definitely be lying if I said I didn't see what Reid saw in her.

What was new this time, was Spencer's name tumbling from her lips. That is something I wish I could erase from my mind. I didn't want to know what could possibly be happening in there. Based on the buzzing noise I assumed it was just her in there. But, you never know. Oh, god--make it stop. I don't want to think about it. Stop thinking about it.

Y/N was so lucky that it was just me on this side of the wall and not Hotch, or worse Morgan, who would never let her--or Spencer ever live this down. My thoughts were stopped as Y/N moaned his name again, this time accompanied by way filthier words. Good God, I really hoped what I thought could be happening was not happening.

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The next morning when we were waiting outside the hotel, Emily, Y/N, and I all shared knowing glances. We all just kind of awkwardly stood there with JJ in silence until Morgan walked over.

"What's up with you guys?", he taunted.

"What do you mean?", Emily tried to be nonchalant.

"So, we're just not gonna talk about the fact that we all definitely heard Y/N scream Reid's name?", he broke out in laughter.

Y/N pushed her lips together in the same way I usually did, a slight blush spreading to her cheeks for a second. JJ's jaw dropped, apparently she had no idea what had happened.

Y/N's embarrassment was short lived and she simply breezed past Derek, flipping him off, "I regret nothing.", going to open the drivers side door of one of the SUV's. You had to give her credit, if there was one thing that girl was, it was bold.

"At least you can finally get some, kid."

"And you don't have to worry about whether she likes you or not Spence."

"Are you guys coming or not?!", Y/N was sitting sideways in the drivers seat with the door still open.

"You want Reid to sit shotgun?", Emily teased her.

She rolled her eyes, "Oh my god, I don't give a shit which one you sit in the front just get in the fucking car. I'm tryna go home, damn."