You'll Never Be Whole Until You Lose Control- Spencer Reid

Chapter 22.) the Shining

"I've been hiding

You've been shining

Like, diamonds blinding

You've been proving

You're superhuman

I'm still moon-shooting

The way that you glow, everybody knows

You've got a heart of gold

And mine is always broken

So I'll just paint it chrome

Yeah, I'll just paint it chrome

So you're not all alone"- the Shining, the Neighbourhood

Trigger warning: mention of self harm (old scars)

Spencer

I swept Anna's thick hair over her shoulder as I fastened the collar around her slender neck. I watched her pulse quicken at my gentle touch, thumping beneath her pale skin. I loved the reactions her body had to me; a scientific validation of sorts that she actually liked me. Because I could doubt her words; judgment clouded by my own insecurities, but I couldn't argue with fact.

As we sat on her bed, she was on my lap as still as the most perfect statue as I tugged the clasp closed, letting the charm hit the base of her throat. When I pulled back, the angel was smiling so wide that I couldn't help but smile back to her as a meager offering.

She turned in my arms, bouncing with a girlish giggle in her voice. She looked so happy to be mine, and I would repent every mistake ever made to deserve her adoration. "Thank you, Spencer," she looped her arms around my neck.

"You look so beautiful," I smoothed her hair back from her face; in awe of her. I trailed my fingers across her cheeks, her skin so soft and delicate beneath my touch. Her Malachite pendant hung between supple her breasts, the green stone bright against her pale skin and pink lace. I steadied my hands on her waist as she straddled me. I let out a grunt as she rolled her hips over mine, biting my lip. Oh, that little girl would be my undoing, I was sure of it. And she knew it too by the look on her face. "What do you think you're doing?"

She looked at me innocently and batted her lashes, "does that feel good, daddy?"

Fuck."Yes, princess, toogood. You make me feel so good."

"I'll let you in on a secret," she said, pressing her lips to my earlobe. "You make me feel so good, too." Then she dragged her teeth over my throat, leaning into me as she rocked her hips.

"Oh little girl, do you need a reminder about who is in charge here?" I grazed the crown of her head with my lips.

"Maybe."

I toppled us over the bed, her in a fit of giggles as I pressed her into the mattress. The girlish sound was music to my wretched ears. I wanted to keep her this happy forever; wishing that I could bottle the moment in a snow-globe where no one could ever hurt the precious memory.

She sighed happily as I kissed her, when I pulled back, her face was my favorite shade of fuchsia. I gathered her hands in mine and held them above her head, and she looked so adorably helpless beneath me. I spread her legs with my knees, forcing them apart. "There's my baby," I dragged my lips along her jaw.

"Yours," she whispered, gazing up at me starry eyed.

I reached down where I had placed the Shibari rope, taking one of the bundles to tie her hands to the headboard. Her breathing quickened and I felt her rock her hips against my legs; I was certain she wasn't even aware she was doing it. Then I spread her legs further and slid a pillow beneath her hips, whispering to her as I tied her legs to the bedpost. "Good girl, so obedient, sweetheart," I said as I finished tying them. I stood back to admire my handiwork and couldn't help the grin on my face. It was too beautiful of a scene to full comprehend; I was blessed by the girl's submission. "You look so pretty, all spread out for me," I trailed my fingers from the swell of her stomach down her mound before dipping my fingers into the wetness at her center.