Snap Out of It

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A/n: hellooo my loves <3 i am pleased to announce that sarahgourdgourdler and i got married on wednesday the 10th and had a lovely honeymoon in greece. enjoy the chapter 😁

Tw: Smut, very light edging ALSO: Spencer holds yn down for a few lines so if that is triggering for you pls skip the paragraph and dialogue where yn arrives at his apartment :) ily

You lean back into the bathroom one more time, making sure your makeup is on point before heading out the door. Tonight you have a date with Spencer, and you had been in the bathroom for a good three hours nit-picking your appearance. You had finally settled on a black satin cowl neck tank top with your mom jeans and docs. Your hair is pulled into a ponytail with the two front pieces hanging out to frame your face. You had applied some winged eyeliner and your deep red lipstick, which you had changed at least five times in the last half hour. You grab your phone and purse and text Spencer that you're on your way to the restaurant, a fancy new Italian place in town. Tossing your purse into the passenger seat, you get in the car and pull out of the parking garage, smiling in anticipation for the date.

You walk into the restaurant and spot Spencer at a table nearby. You wave and walk over, hugging him before sitting down.

"This place is so nice, Spencer," you say, smiling.

"That's why I picked it," he says with a smirk, passing you one of the menus. You smile back, the butterflies in your stomach swarming. You don't know why you're so nervous, but something about tonight makes you feel like a high schooler on their first date. You browse through the menu, deciding to get the risotto. The waiter comes over with a bottle of wine and takes your orders before disappearing back into the kitchen. You sip on the glass of wine and look at Spencer, a smirk playing at your lips.

"I think we should get out of here." You say quietly, eyeing Spencer.

"I think you're right." He responds, standing up and placing a wad of cash to pay for the meals on the table. You follow him out of the restaurant and make your way to your car.

"Your place?" You ask.

"Yeah, meet me there," he answers, planting a needy kiss on your lips before going to his own car. You pull out of the driveway and pull out of the parking lot. You hum along to your playlist as you drive, excited for what's in store tonight.

You pull up at Spencer's apartment twenty minutes later. Stepping out of your car, you lock it up and head into the building, clicking on the floor of Spencer's apartment in the elevator. You knock on the door to Spencer's apartment and he opens the door, welcoming you inside. You automatically kiss him, kicking the door shut as he lifts you up and carries you into the bedroom. You sit up on the bed and pull off your shoes and shirt, leaning back as Spencer gets on the bed and starts kissing you again. Your hands travel down his toned chest and reach his pants. You unzip his pants and he sits up to finish taking them off. You take the time to remove your own jeans and toss them into the corner of the room, leaning back onto the bed again once you're done. Spencer comes back onto the bed and begins kissing your neck, nipping at the sensitive skin as his lips travel down to your chest. You sit up and allow him to reach around you and remove your bra. You throw your head back into the pillow as Spencer moves his lips to your nipple, swirling his tongue around and sending electricity coursing through your veins. He continues traveling down your body, sliding your underwear down your legs. Spencer pushes his middle finger inside you, eliciting a gasp from you. He curves his finger to hit your g-spot and you moan from the feeling, arching your back.

"Stay still," he whispers, using his free hand to hold you in place. The way his large hand was pressed on your stomach mixed with his words almost sent you over the edge right there.

"Fuck Spencer, I'm close," you moan loudly. In response to your words, Spencer removes his fingers from you.

"What the f-" you say, sitting up.

"Open." He says, cutting you off. You open your mouth and he pushes his finger in, forcing you to taste yourself on his finger. "You don't get to finish yet."

You go to protest but decide to keep your mouth shut. You pull his boxers down, allowing his dick to spring free from the confines of his boxers. "You can be on top today, is that okay?" He asks, laying on his back while he turns his head to look at you.

"I would like nothing more," you smile, planting a kiss on his lips as you reach over him and take a condom from the drawer in your nightstand. You open the small packet and roll the condom onto his dick, straddling his lap as you do so. You position yourself on top of him, gasping quietly as he pushes into you from the bottom. You grip his shoulders tightly as you begin to rock your hips.

"You feel so good, Y/n," he moans, holding your hips and while he guides them back and forth. You respond with a series of moans and swears, the knot in your stomach continuing to build as you ride his dick.

"Oh fuck, Spencer!" You moan as your orgasm takes over your body, your legs quivering violently as you finish on top of him. He finishes shortly after and you collapse on top of him in a panting mess. After a few minutes you roll off of him and onto the bed, letting him get up to throw away the condom. Spencer disappears into the bathroom for a minute and comes back out with a wet rag and a big t-shirt for you. You clean up and pull on the t-shirt he gave you before going in the bathroom to pee. You close the door and use the bathroom, but when you go back into the bedroom Spencer is gone and the only trace of him is a small blood splatter on the floor and a note on your bed reading:

Come and get him before it's too late.

Panic courses through your body as you fumble around for a pair of pants. The tears blind you as you grab your phone and dial Hotch.

"Hotchner." he says when answers the phone.

"He has Spencer! Hotch I'm not kidding he has Spencer!" You sob into the phone, collapsing to the ground as Hotch tries to calm you down from the other end.

He. Has. Spencer.

A/n: ARSRGDXCHCVY HEY GUYSSSSSSSSSS ILY HOPE YOU ENJOYED