Snap Out of It

3

The flight home is nothing short of uneventful. Most of the team sleeps the whole way back, including you. The events of the previous night are a blur, you remember bits and pieces of sitting at the table laughing with your friends. The one thing you remember for sure is the kiss, and you can't get it out of your head. The way he tasted, the way his hand grabbed your neck while the other one ran through your hair. It was intoxicating, to say the least. When the plane lands you grab your bags and disembark, heading into your office building. You drop off your files and are about to leave and go home when Spencer yells to hold the elevator. You stick your hand between the closing doors and they stop, giving Spencer time to squeeze in.

"We need to talk," he says, turning to face you.

"What's up?" You ask, pretending to not know what he's talking about.

"We kissed last night, Y/n," he snaps.

"I know."

"I liked it, and I think you did too," he whispers, stepping closer to you. Your heart rate quickens and you turn to look at him. Taking advantage of the last few seconds left in the elevator ride, you smash your lips into his in a hungry kiss. You pull apart from him as the elevator dings.

"Text me tonight," you say, walking out the door.

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The first thing you do when you get back to your apartment is shower. You feel disgusting after not showering last night or this morning. You peel off your clothes and put them in the washing machine. Then you go back into the bathroom and step into the shower. You lean against the shower wall as the steamy water runs over you. I kissed Spencer Reid. You think to yourself. And I fucking liked it. Your mind drifts back to last night once more and you let yourself get tangled up in thoughts about Reid. Fantasizing about the things he could do to you. You shake yourself out of your trance and turn off the water, stepping out of the shower and drying off. You go back into your room and pick out some pajamas. You are rifling through your dresser when you get an idea. You grab a matching purple bra and pantie set and put it on, admiring yourself in the mirror. You grab your phone and open the camera app, a mischievous smile playing on your face. You lay down on your bed, angling the camera to show your body without showing your face. You snap a few pictures like that and decide to go a bit farther. You unhook the bra and cup your breasts in your arm, using that position to your advantage and pushing them up slightly. You kneel in front of your mirror and hold your phone in front of your face. You take some pictures in the mirror like that as well. When you are done, you pull on some sweatpants and a crop top, throwing your hair into a messy bun and flopping onto your bed. You scroll through the pictures and choose your favorites to send Spencer. You pick one of you on your bed, laying down with one finger hooked in the side of your panties, pulling it down slightly but leaving some to the imagination. You also pick one of you in front of the mirror with your breasts covered only by your forearm. You open the messaging app and click on Spencers contact, pulling up the two pictures and sending them.

To: Bitchboy

attached: two images
Like what you see pretty boy? ;)

You gulp nervously as you hit send. You toss your phone across the room, immediately regretting sending those. Within a few seconds, your phone buzzes. You hop up from your bed and grab your phone, eagerly unlocking it.

From: Bitchboy:

I think it would look better in person.

Your stomach erupts in butterflies as you think of a response.

To: Bitchboy:

I'll be waiting for you ;)

You practically squeal with nerves and excitement.

From: Bitchboy:

I'll be over in a few minutes.

a/n: hey lolz short chapter but there will be smut next chapter so its okay😏