"In family life, love is the oil that eases friction, the cement that binds closer together and the music that brings harmony." -Eva Burrows.
my lips crashed against Spencers. I had forgotten about the beat, tied up ex con in front of us, sitting against a wall. he was one of the men that crossed paths with Spencer in prison. my hands tugged his hair and he chuckled against my lips making them vibrate. "looks like one of us was wrong." Spencer said, slowly pulling away and glaring at the old inmate. the inmate whimpered another plea. he gripped my chin and turned my head toward the ex con. "look how pathetic and miserable that low life is. begging for his life." I knew what the inmate had done to Spencer when he was incarcerated. he was one of the men that held him down while the other inmates viciously beat him. no one would hurt him ever again.
"now who's the one tied up, completely immobile." I slowly stalked towards him and flicked the hat off he was wearing. the inmate tried to kick my ankle and sweep my off my feet but Spencer acted quickly, gripping my arms to hold me up. "seriously?" Spencer helped me stand up straight and I unholstered the gun on my thigh. I handed Spencer the gun and he moved in front of me, aiming the gun at the inmate. "wait! wait! no please!" his plea was cut off as Spencer pulled the trigger. "lets go princess." he laced his hand with mine and pulled me out of the warehouse to escape into the darkness of the night.
as soon as we get inside our apartment, lips clashed together as if there was nothing left. his tongue slithered inside of my mouth as mine did the same. this kiss was was more passionate than when we were at the bar 3 months ago. without breaking the kiss we walked into the bedroom and started undressing. I slid my black washed-out jeans off of my legs while Spencer took off his blazer and button down, finally both of us ass naked. he backed away for a second then looked at me in disbelief. "what?" I questioned him. he smiled and said, "you amaze me." and kisses me before pulling away and he pumps his dick a few times before he slams into me.
a loud moan is ripped out from the back of my throat. he pulls out of me, then slams back into me without warning burying himself deep inside of me. I wrap my legs around his waist making a tighter space for him to move. "you feel so fucking good Lilah." he moans out loudly. he brings his left hand up to hold my restrained hands down and the other hand to my hip.
he stays inside of me for a while then starts thrusting in and out. I dig my nails into his hand. "oh fuck." I moan, he flips me over, grabs a fist full of my hair, and the other hand is placed on my lower back. I tilt my head up and gasp from the pain and satisfaction. I tug the cream white sheets. bitting my lip as he pumps in and out continuously. he groans "oh god I love you."
"I love you too. faster" I wail. he obeys then starts to thrust in and out with more velocity. I'm about to reach my point when he picks up speed, only making it harder to control myself. "I-I'm gonna-" "me too" he says. as I my walls tighten and I reach my climax, he groans and reaches him. he lays next to me and looks at me as I catch my breath. "did you really mean what you just said?" he asked. "which part? the part where I was cuming?" I giggled. "no, that you love me." I looked at him in those hazel eyes. "yes, I do. I love you." his eyes went up like an elevator. "I love you too, Delilah Lewis. I'm sorry for leaving you after prison. I have loved you the whole time I was gone." he said looking away now. I turned his face back to me, "you don't have to apologize. I'm here now and that's all that counts." I kissed his head and closed my eyes to fall asleep. he kissed my head and fell asleep.
Spencer's pov:
she was beautiful, but not like those girls in magazines. she was beautiful for that sparkle in her eyes when she talked about the books she red while I was gone. she was beautiful for her ability to make other people smile even when she was sad. no, she wasn't beautiful for something g as temporary as her looks. she was beautiful, deep down to her soul. that's what I thought of as I starred at her sleeping. but I could never say this to her. so I kissed her with all the words I thought and tried to fall asleep.
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The Love You Can't Have {Spencer Reid}
Romanceafter working with the BAU for years, this one case is impossible. the case with Spencer Reid as the unsub. sure its your job to take him down, why not have a little fun with him first?
