Spencer Reid and Tom Cruise Imagines

Tea and Croissants (smut)

Content: unprotected sex, female receiving oral sex, language

I woke up to the sound of my alarm going off in the morning. I removed my face from the fluffy pillow and read the screen.

7am
Get up

Ugh, work. Ugh, thirteen hour shifts. Ugh, everything! I always struggled getting up in the morning- my laziness always got the better of me and sometimes made me late for work. Maybe it was the long-ass shifts, maybe it was the countless coffees I had during the week, who knows? Plus, Spencer and I hadn't had sex for two weeks since we had difficult days at work.

Now that was the icing on the not-so-sweet cake.

I turned over to Spencer, who was lying there half awake, eyes slightly open. I smiled lazily and put my right arm around him. He brought his hand to my hair and stroked it as I snuggled up to his chest, planting kisses all over it. "Morning, love." I managed.

He tilted his head down to plant a sweet kiss on my head. "Morning, beautiful."

"You gotta go to work today?"

"Hotch said I could have the day off before we left last night, so I'm all yours today." I could hear the smile in his voice.

My heart lit up with joy and I pulled him closer, startling him. "You're staying here, mister."

"Mm-mm, you need to eat first."

I let out a sarcastic sigh as Spencer stood up. I lifted the covers off of myself, just for Spencer to put them right back over me again. "Nonono, you stay right there. I'll be back in ten."

The ten minutes had gone by, and I was about to fall asleep again when Spencer came back. He brought two trays, both with a steaming cup of peach tea- my favourite- and a warm, fresh chocolate chip croissant. I sat up and covered my body with the sheets for warmth, smiling at him. He smiled back warmly and set one tray on my lap. "You're really treating me Spencer, bringing me breakfast in bed." I said, sipping my tea.

"I know you've had a rough couple weeks at work, so I had to treat you. Besides, I owe you for all the late night dinners you made me this past month." His cheeks flushed.

"No you don't, silly. I enjoy making you dinner, I even prefer it late at night."

"Fine, fine. For now, I'm going to sit back and relax, with you, and enjoy my croissant." He took a bite of the baked good and moaned in satisfaction.

I processed his words and stifled a laugh. He looked at me, confused, which made me hunch over with laughter. "What?" he said.

"Nothing, it's nothing." I replied breathlessly, tears in my eyes.

"No, what is it?" He put down the croissant and licked his fingers.

"It's- I'm sorry, this is too funny- it's just, when you said 'I'm going to enjoy my croissant', the first thing that came to mind was- was-" I couldn't manage to get it out, and laughed for another minute.

Spencer was slowly losing his patience, but couldn't resist laughing too. He placed his tray on the floor at his side of the queen bed. "Alright, spit it out, love."

"The first thing that came to mind was 'why don't you put your croissant in me, Spencer?'"

The words ran through his head for a few seconds.

Why don't you put your croissant in me, Spencer?

He scooted closer to me and leaned forward,  his face inches away from my face. "Well, it is my day off." his voice was dark, thick with lust.

I blushed vigorously, placed the tray on the floor beside my side of the bed and tucked my hair behind my ear. I was surprised at his response to my joke, but couldn't resist him. "S-Spencer, what about work-"

"Call in sick. Let's stay home today," he gently squeezed my thigh. "Make up for these last two weeks, hm?" He placed his thumb and index finger on my chin and pulled me closer. I leaned forward and kissed him sweetly, yet starving. His hands roamed my back, my waist, my thighs, and every touch burned into my skin. Our lips moved in sync as I lied back down and he moved on top of me. He kissed my neck while I reached for my phone and called the hospital. I revelled in his attention whilst I waited for the receptionist to pick up the phone. "St Paul's Hospital, how may I help you?" she finally asked.

I struggled to get words out as Spencer sucked and nibbled at my neckline. "Y-yes, hi Martha. I'm not gonna be at work today, I-I think I'm comin' down with something-"

"Oh, I see. Are you feeling okay Y/N?"

Spencer's hands travelled back to my waist and moved further down, sliding his fingers across my thighs to my clit. I stifled a moan, trying not to sound suspicious on the phone while he rubbed little circles. "Oh yeah, I- just have a little f-flu-"

"Alright, no worries. I'll get someone to cover your shift, you go get better." And with that, she hung up the phone, and I set my cell on the floor beside me. Once my fingers lost contact with the cell, they flew up to tangle in Spencer's soft curly hair. I let out a moan and looked down at him. He met my gaze, smiling with lust. "I want to taste this peach first." His kisses ran down my thighs and then between my legs. He placed his hands on my hips, and expertly used his tongue on me.

Each movement of his tongue was precise, I almost couldn't control myself. I moaned louder than before, and grinded against his tongue. He groaned, the vibrations from his voice making it all the more irresistible. My eyes squeezed shut, which only made Spencer go faster. "Holy fuck, Spencer-"

"Feel good, love?"

"So good- I'm so close-"

"Hold on now, we're not done yet." He stopped abruptly and crawled back on top of me, peppering kisses up my body as he did so. He reached my lips again and softly kissed them. Slightly tasting myself on him fed the ever growing fire inside me. "Now how about that croissant?" I say between kisses. Spencer chuckles briefly, not pausing the kisses.

"Hope you're hungry, then." He said, and finally pushed into me.

At that moment, sparks flew.

It had been so long since we had gotten so wrapped up in each other, we were in ecstasy. Spencer closed his eyes and moaned into my mouth, me doing the same. I clawed at his back, needing more of him close to me. I pulled him down so he was practically laying on my body, still thrusting into me like there was no tomorrow. I rested my chin on his shoulder, muttering his name and words of praise. He brought his mouth to my neck again and sucked on all the sweet spots, releasing sweet whines and whispers of my name, and that sent me over the edge. "Oh my god, Spencer- yes- I'm so close-"

"Me too, love-"

As we both revelled in the moment, he hit my g-spot with just the right amount of power. "Right there!" I moaned. Soon after, I felt myself clench around him, the orgasm coursing through every part of my body. It didn't take long for Spencer to follow in my footsteps and release inside me.

He lied on top of me, exhausted. "Holy fuck, baby girl," he sighed.

"What did I do to deserve you, huh?"

He lifted his head and booped my nose, smiling cutely. "Existed. So, shall we actually eat our breakfast?"

I kissed his cheeks and held him close. "Yes, but we are under no circumstances leaving this bed."

"Yes, ma'am."

A/N: Hey peeps! This one is my favourite so far, what do you think of it? Let me knowww!

All the love,
RJ💕