Please don't leave

chapter 21.

(flashback 3 months ago)

Today was one of the best days. We finished the cases early and had gone out for drinks. Or at least everyone who didn't have a responsibility went out for drinks. I was wasted and on the dance floor. Pushing up against other sweaty bodies. 

At a point being sandwiched between Derek and Penelope, which we forgot later. Meanwhile, Reid and Ashley were talking at the table. Only to put their conversation aside as I stumbled over.

"Come on you nerds," I slurred. "Come dance with us!" Ashley laughed at my drunkenness' and Reid looked uncertain. I grabbed both their wrist and dragged them to the floor. Ashley immediately started dancing. Reid, on the other hand, looked scared and tensed.

I pulled him away, and he settled down more. "You need to drink." I told him, holding out my glass. He shook his head. "Reid, a single sip isn't going to end you're career! Just don't murder someone and you'll be ok! But if you don't want to and stay a party pooper, then that's fine too. But everything is better drunk, like sex."  I handed him the glass of whatever I had ordered and ran back to the dance floor.

I danced while staring at Reid. He had finally raised the glass to his lips. Taking a sip, his face contorted. Probably from the strong taste of  vodka that lingered. He shook his head a bit. Then downed the rest of the drink. I waved him over, hoping he would dance like a normal human and not a robot. 

And he did. Dancing like Derek even. I gnawed at the inside of my cheek and got closer to him. Dancing against him. His hands found my waist, but it felt almost as if he didn't know what to do.  I pretended not to notice and continued to sway and shake to the music. 

As the night went on, more people had gone home. The six of us sat at the table. Me rambling on about randomness to Reid. He was answering with more nonsense. Everyone was just listening and laughing. 

"You two are so far from being sober!" JJ pointed out. Cutting into the conversation me and Reid were having about blankets.

"Nu-uh!" We whined in sync. They all busted out laughing. Taking our glasses away. 

"Wait! I wasn't done!" I went to reach for the cup. Only to knock over a cup of water. "Oh no!"

"Ok, you take these two home, and I'll pay and clean up. You all can pay me back tomorrow." JJ shook her head at us. I just stared at her blankly. Derek took my hand careful and lead me and Reid out. Driving us both back to the complex and making sure we made it to our separate apartments. Then returning back to his own home.

I snuck out, going to Reid's apartment. Not really liking being alone. His door was unlocked and I went in. He didn't have a top on, but it didn't phase me. I had seen him many times without a shirt.

"What are you doing in here?" He chuckled, still being just as drunk as me.

"I got lonely!" I shrugged. I had stepped a bit too close but hadn't notice. A tension had grown between us.

"You know that thing you said earlier? About how things are more fun when drunk?" He tried to get me to remember.

"Like sex?" I whispered. He nodded. "I do remember, just barely though." And just like that, our lips found each other. The taste of alcohol filling my mouth even more. We stumbled back towards his bed. Falling on it quickly. 

We were quick to undress each other. My blouse sliding right over my head and falling tot he floor. My bra close behind. We rolled over, him now being on top of me. We fiddled with both our belts, yanking them off swiftly. 

We were moving quick. Giving no time for air. I felt him hard against me. A small moan sliding out. I broke away from the heated kisses. Staring at Spencer with certainty. He knew what I meant, and slipped into me. A louder moan escaped my lips.

He gave me a few seconds to adjust, then started repeatedly slamming into me. For someone who seems so innocent, he seemed to know what he was doing.

I felt tears of pleasure prick at the corner of my eyes. Heavy moans rolled off my tongue. As grunts came from me. 

I felt a knot form in my lower stomach. "R-Reid," my hoarse voice whispered. His thumb made circles on my clit. Sending me into a pure bliss. I started seeing white dots as my leg shook violently. I had been sent overboard. 

Reid close behind me. Filling me with warmth. I hadn't cared that he didn't pull out. The chances of me getting pregnant were small. Not impossible, just not high. 

He pulled out and I rushed to the bathroom. Peeing quickly. My legs feeling sore and tired. I fell back into the bed. He plopped down next to me. My head resting on his chest. Both of us covered in sweat.

He pulled the covers over. "You know, for someone who spits random facts, you seemed to know what you were doing." I mentioned. Feeling his soft laugh vibrate his body. I listened to his voice and heartbeat, drifting off to sleep quickly. Feeling exhausted from the orgasm.

~~~T.S~~~

I woke up first that morning. Spencer still out. I had a pounding headache. But when I looked and saw Spencer, I knew I had fucked up big. 

I snuck out of the bed and grabbed my clothes. Not even bothering putting them on, I just made my way to my apartment. Luckily I left the door unlocked. I rushed in, running to my bathroom.  Starting the water. I was freezing cold ad the warm water that soon hit my back relived so much and warmed me up. 

I had finished after standing for a while. Wrapping the towel around me, there was a knock at my door. "Coming!" I called, my voice being just a bit groggy. I opened the door to see Reid standing there.

"Did we do anything last night?" He questioned, clearly forgetting last night. "Like us, together? In bed?"

"Having wet dreams about me Spencer? The only thing I remember is getting wasted. I think Morgan was the last face I saw." I went around the truth. Knowing I was wrong for not telling him, but if he forgot, then my worries were gone. 

"It must've been a lucid dream," he mumbled.  I shook my head and went to get ready for work.

"You're so weird Dr. Reid! Having fantasies about your co-worker?" I shouted downstairs. 

"I'll see you at work Nova," he shut the door behind him and went to work. 

I slipped on a pair of black ripped jeans and a simple sweatshirt. My casual outfit for hangovers.

(end of flashback)

A/N~ I AM SPOILING YALL!!! TWO CHAPTERS WITHIN TWO DAYS? SHIET NOT HAVING VOLLEYBALL OR HOMEWORK REALLY PUTS ME INTO THE MASS PRODUCTION MODE.