Checkmate {Spencer Reid}

24

I throw on some sweatpants and let my hair down, trying to cover my face as much as possible as I head down to the bar with Prentiss and Ross. "You okay kid? You seem dizzy?" I chuckle and nod, walking out almost tripping over my slides. They give each other a look and decide not to say anything, I see the rest of the team at a table in the bar and make my way over , "Fiona you came!" Penelope says as she pulls me in for a hug hands me a shot, which I shoot down my throat immediately ignoring the burn in my chest,

"Another!" I say and the team cheers, and I can feel Spencer's eyes on me, well let's give him a show then.

Me and Spencer hadn't necessarily had a talk about what we were, so he got me off one time. Big deal, the ball's in his court now, I put my self out there, I shouldn't have to chase him all the time. I had taken about 4 more shots within the hour, still on the top of my high, I pulled Prentiss by the hand to the dance floor as my favorite song came on, Sex on fire by Kings of Leon. She laughs and runs behind me as we dance in a group of people that desperately need deodorant, I may be wearing sweats and slides but still manage to look hot as at least 3 guys come and try to steal me from Emily, who's arms are around my neck as mine hold hers. I toss my head back listening to the music, feeling the alcohol and drug rushing through my veins.

I feel free, free of worry about having to interview that victim tomorrow.

The song ends and we head back to the table where Morgan's eyes go wide at us, "What are you staring at Morgan?" I say, sliding in the booth next to Spencer who's hand goes to my thigh possessively but not noticeable for anyone else to notice and I bite my lip to hide a smile, "You had some dance moves out there Summers." Morgan simply states, "Hmm tell me about." I say, winking at Prentiss who just chuckles, her cheeks turning red.

Derek just stares from her to me wide eyed at our exchange and I feel Spencer squeeze my thigh as the rest of the team slips up to head to the bar or either the dance floor, "What is it pretty boy, you jealous?"

He looks at my lips then back to my eyes, "Should I be?" Shrugging I laugh, "If you don't do it for me anymore you might just have to be." He laugh and turns his head around to check if anyone's watching as he locks his lips onto my neck and immediately I let a small moan slip out, he gives me small kisses trailing up to the arch of my neck and sucking hard right on my pulse spot.

I toss my head back and grab the edge of the table as his hand slides higher on my thigh, playing with the band of my sweatpants, "Is this fine?"

"Yes. Yes Spencer this is definitely fine." He chuckles and slips his hand into my pants, skipping my underwear and hovers his fingers over my slit, pushing them inside me with no resistance. I let out loud moan that is inaudible over the loud music of the club, "You're so wet for me Fiona, and I've barely touched you."

He continues sucking on my neck as he starts to curl his finger upward, picking up speed and my eyes start to flutter as I focus the bubble of pleasure in my stomach, "Oh god-Spence-I'm close." As soon as the words leave my mouth Spencer pulls his fingers out of me, leaving my neck and sucking his fingers one my one. "What the fuck man?"

He only laughs, getting up and sliding out of the booth and heads towards the team, before he does he leans down and bites my ear lobe as I whimper slightly, "Don't tease me princess, because two can play at that game." He smashes his lips on mine and I can taste myself on him as he pulls back, a big cocky grin takes over his face as he goes to the bar.

I groan, tossing my head back and order another shot which I swallow as soon as it arrives. After another hour I say my goodbyes to the team, giving them all hugs except for Spencer, which he just smiles at and I make my way to my room, I reach it and scan my key card on the sensor, groaning as it blinks red.

Trying again I begin to grow more frustrated as it continues to reject my card, I slam my hand against the door and yell out "Piece of fucking shit!" As I hear laughter behind me, turning around I see Spencer covering his mouth with his hand as he tries to swallow his chuckles, "What's so funny Spencer? I'm fucking locked out."

He takes a couple steps closer to me and points to the room number, "You do realize you're trying to open the door to my room right." I freeze and look to the room number, 304, then at my key card, 306. Fuck.

"Sorry" I say and take a step to me left, going to my door still struggling to open the door, Spencer steps in and opens the door for me, "You are so drunk." He laughs, "Shut up." I say back, jumping on my bed as he closes the door behind him, walking into my room.

"A slob too." He jokes, looking at all my clothes and bags on the floor, "We haven't even been here for a day, I'll help you clean up, where's your bag?" Still out of it, I point to my bathroom without thinking.

He nods and walks into the bathroom, I close my eyes for a couple seconds feeling tired but opening them again as I don't hear Spencer come back out. "Spence? Did you find it?"

No response.

I groan and throw my feet over the edge of the bed, making my way to check up on Spencer. I open the bathroom door and feel my heart drop as I see him holding a needle and small bottle, the ones that I left there when Prentiss invited me downstairs, I didn't even have time to clean up.

I look into his eyes but he doesn't take his stare off the small objects in his hands, "Spencer.." I try to reason, he wasn't supposed to find out about this. No one was.

He takes a shaky breath, finally meeting my gaze and I can see tears in his eyes, "Fiona.. What is this?"