Spencer Reid and Elle Greenaway

Cab Ride

He leaned against the wall of the building after I dropped his hand to call a cab. He crossed his arms and looked at me while I did it. I hung up and turned to look at him. "Like what you see?" He blushed and looked at his shoes. I walked over to him and put my hands on his shoulders. "It's sweet of you to wait for me."

"I don't want you getting hurt." He seemed to be unsure of what to do with his hands, so I hooked mine around his neck to indicate my willingness to hug him. He complied, wrapping his long, skinny arms around my waist. I stepped closer to him, our hips touching as I nuzzled my face in his sweater vest. He gave the best hugs, and I was not surprised. A few moments later we broke from the embrace and just looked at each other in silence. I felt his heart beating fast when I hugged him. He reminded me of a bunny, kind of twitchy in a cute way. My cab pulled up, and I saw Reid's face fall. I smiled and took his hand again.

"Would you like to make sure I don't get murdered in the cab?"

He looked up, adjusted his bag, and said "Of course."

We got into the cab together and I relayed my address to the cab driver. Reid kept hold of my hand, occasionally moving his thumb over my knuckles. We rode mostly in silence, until he looked at me funny.

"What?" I swayed my head from side to side to add a whimsical quality to the conversation.

"It's just- you've got an eyelash right here." He gestured to his own face. I ran my hand over both my cheeks, but he shook his head and smiled. He took my face in his hands and used his thumb to remove the eyelash, letting his hands stay there longer than necessary. He held out his thumb to my lips. "Make a wish."

"I thought you hated germs."

"I'll make an exception."

I smiled and blew cold air onto the tip of his thumb, lifting the eyelash away and into the darkness of the cab. He moved his thumb to my lips, dragging it down softly as I parted them. He pulled his hand away after looking at the driver and faced the back of the passenger seat again. My lips were still parted and I looked at him in amazement. That was hot.

When we reached my apartment we stepped out and I payed the cab, leaving a tip. Reid stumbled out after me, hopping onto the pavement. "Do you ever worry about giving a stranger your address?"

"Yes. This is not my apartment." I pointed across the street. "That is." Reid smiled and walked with me. A car careened towards us, going 60 in a 40. Reid jumped and pulled me out of the street and onto the curb by my waist. It must have been instinct, since he immediately dropped his hands in embarrassment. "It's, okay," I said, moving his hands back to my waist, "I like it." I ran my hands up his arms and rested them on his chest.

He looked at me with those adorable eyes. I couldn't believe I was doing this with Reid, who was basically the BAU's genius puppy. He smiled and bit his lip. He leaned forward, which surprised me since he always seemed uncomfortable when we touched. I welcomed it, and brought my lips to meet his. I had to stand on my tippy-toes to reach his mouth, but his grip on my waist was supportive enough that it wasn't hard to sustain. 

I ran my hands through his hair as we kissed, his lips gently moving against mine at first but then moving harder as we continued. I was being inhaled, but in the best way. I moved my hips against his, and he took them, pressing them into his body. He kept his hands there for several moments until he grabbed my face and continued, passionately kissing me with respectful force. I could feel his watch against my neck, loose on his wrist. I moved my hands down his upper body, feeling that fast heartbeat once again. He paused suddenly, still holding my face.

"Is this okay?" He moved his hand to my waist, caressing where curved inward above my hip.

"It's more than okay." I returned my hands to his chest and shoulders, meeting his lips again. He smiled into the kiss and I backed towards the wall of my apartment so I was against it. He moved his hand behind my head to protect it from the hard bricks.

I took his other hand from my waist and moved it up my body, placing it on my breast and guiding him to caress it. He was a fast leaner. I broke from the kiss, beaming. His cheeks were flushed and his hair had fallen into his face. He brushed it aside as he crouched down to pick up his bag. I did the same. I locked eyes with him again. "Reid, would you like to come in?"

"Yes."