Criminal Minds Series Rewrite: Season Three

In Heat: Part One

"There are no secrets better kept than the secrets that everybody guesses." - George Bernard Shaw

The night is young, you and Spencer have nowhere to be, the chocolate fondue is at a warm temperature, and nothing can spoil this evening. You reach down and take a strawberry before coating it with the chocolate. Spencer keeps his eyes on you, even when you move the messy treat to his lips.

The chocolate drips onto his skin, but he doesn't seem to mind. He takes the berry in his mouth, biting the tip of it off.

"Let me get that for you," you whisper.

You grab his hand and bring it to your mouth, poking your tongue out to lick up every drop of chocolate. It's his turn now, and he grabs one of the bigger strawberries before sticking it into the fondue fountain. He pulls you in by your neck gently before tipping your head back so you're staring at the ceiling.

He brings the treat to your mouth, but lets the chocolate drip onto the expanse of your neck. You giggle but take the berry into your mouth. He sets down the half-eaten treat before placing his lips onto your neck.

He slides his tongue along your skin, collecting the drops of chocolate. Your eyes close and your breathing picks up, but he doesn't stop there. He sucks a section of your skin, cleaning the area with his tongue.

"Fuck," you moan.

He sucks hard enough to leave behind a mark, and you know you'll wear that proudly for your friends to see. Spencer is a different person behind closed doors, and you love that you're the only one who sees it.

Spencer kisses up your neck to your jaw when both your phones ring. You know exactly who that is and why they're messaging, but that doesn't mean you have to like it any less.

"We need to go in," you sigh.

Spencer kisses to your lips, taking five seconds to enjoy your presence.

"Let's go, then."

It takes you longer to get ready because you can't stop thinking of Spencer's lips on you, but you two manage to make it to work just fine. JJ and Emily meet you by your desk with folders in JJ's hands, and she smirks when she spots the mark on your neck.

"Nice mark," Emily snickers.

"Is that, chocolate?" JJ wonders.

Spencer must have forgotten a drop or two. You reach up and touch the sore spot, easily finding the sweet substance. You wipe it clean before pulling your collar up to hide the mark. Okay, you're proud to wear the mark, but you're still not used to the teasing from your friends.

"Sorry to interrupt your evening," JJ says.

"People need us. Let's go."

You three along with Spencer and Derek head to the briefing room to meet Rossi and Hotch. Once everyone is seated, JJ passes out the folders and begins the briefing.

"Charles Luvet was found floating in a Miami marina last night. Local ME thinks that he was only in the water for about an hour."

"Was there any attempt to weigh the body down?"

"Doesn't appear to be. He's the third victim found in Miami over the last two months. Though the locations of the bodies are different, many of the elements are the same--all males, twenty-five to thirty-five, all traveling, and all asphyxiated with no signs of sexual assault."

"They could be simple robberies for tourists," you suggest.

"There are personal items missing from each of the bodies."