Spencer Reid and Tom Cruise Imagines

Martini (smut)

Content: unprotected sex, alcohol consumption, strong language

Character: Bill Hartford

Movie: Eyes Wide Shut

The volume of the bar made my ears feel as if they would bleed- I had had too much to drink. My head was spinning, my throat felt full.

Until I saw him.

A dark, handsome man, sat opposite me at the bar. He wore a long black coat that draped down his back, and leather gloves to shield the icy cold from his warm hands. He spun his martini gently and gazed into it, burning a hole in the glass with his stare.

He ran his hand through his smooth chocolate hair, downing the rest of his drink. I caught myself staring at him, but swiftly looked away before he met my gaze. I felt his eyes on me, looking over my every curve. I slowly turned my head to meet his eyes. They were a fierce hazel, staring back at mine. I felt heat rise in my cheeks as I gave a small wave. He smirked and made his way to the bar stool next to me. "So, why're you drinking tonight?" He inquired.

I was shocked by his question, but, unable to resist him, I answered. "Got cheated on."

"So did I," he chuckled, "Well, in a way."

"What do you mean?"

He pursed his lips. "It's complicated."

I rested my chin on my hand. "I've got all night, um..."

"Bill."

"Well, I'm Y/N, and I've got all night, Bill."

He smiled and downed the rest of his martini, clicking his fingers and setting notes on the bar. "Two more please, sir."

•••

"Oh my god," I said, eyes wide.

The cold air of the night prickled my face, making me long for the warmth of my apartment. The snow on the street path crunched under our feet, filling our ears.

"Yeah, I'm not in the best situation." Bill hiccuped. He seemed lost in thought for a moment before speaking again. "It just makes me want to... I don't know, get back at her."

I furrowed my brow. "How?"

After the words came out of my mouth, an idea sparked in his mind. He stopped in his tracks, and I did the same as I waited for him to speak again. He looked up at me, mouth slightly agape. He took a few steps closer to me and grazed his gloved hand on mine. I could feel his warm breath, thick with drink, on my face as he closed in on me, getting closer and closer to my face. "I think you could help me out."

My heart skipped a beat, and his fresh scent engulfed my senses. Maybe it was the alcohol, but I felt a rush of adrenaline flow through me. "H-how would I do that, Bill?"

He placed a hand on my left hip. "Why don't we go to your place and find out?"

A thousand thoughts ran through my mind. Finally, it stopped at one.

Fuck it.

"My apartment is around the corner, come on-"

•••

Our giggles echoed through the spacious hall as I frantically shoved my key into the door of my apartment. When I finally got the door open, I put the key on the kitchen counter, shut the door with my foot and practically ripped off Bill's coat. He clawed at my clothes, pulling them off desperately. He crashed his lips onto mine and I impatiently tugged on his shirt and pants. Eventually, we were both in our underwear, with kiss swollen lips. We stopped for a moment, breathless, pressing our foreheads together and slowly taking deep breaths.

We stayed like that for a minute or two, until he finally looked into my eyes, pupils dilated. "Bedroom. Right now."

I smiled wickedly and pulled his waist against mine. He seemed startled, and let out a small chuckle. "Alright, Miss Impatient," he roughly, yet still gentle, gripped my hips. "If you want me that badly..." He then lifted me off of the ground and carried me to the bedroom, his face buried in my neck all the way.

He gently placed me on the bed upon reaching the bedroom and painfully slowly removed his boxers. As revenge, I returned the favour- except, I went even slower.

I wanted to excite him as much as possible.

I glided my hands down my body. From my breasts, held up with a lacey red bra, to my already soaked vagina. He ran his eyes over my whole body, taking in every inch. Then, he impulsively threw his hand behind my back and expertly undid my bra, siding it off of me and tossing it somewhere he couldn't see it. He did the same with my panties, and I glanced at his dick, into his eyes, and bit my lip. "So," I said, "how about you show me how you can get back at your wife?"

"Lie down." He smirked and placed his hand on my chest, gently pushing me back. I landed on the bed, and he soon climbed on top of me. His hands explored my waist as he sucked in my neck, hard enough to leave a mark I could cherish in the morning. I felt him push his dick into me slowly, causing a moan to escape my lips. I flung my arms and legs around him as my lips made a trail of hickeys on his neck. I clawed at his back and pulled him closer. Our kisses were desperate and needy, as if we were running out of time.

I tried to suppress my moans and keep quiet, but Bill only went faster. "Let it out," he proposed, "I want the neighbours to hear us."

Doing as I was told, I moaned the loudest I had yet. I caught a glimpse of Bill smirking, but that only turned into an expression of satisfaction. He threw his hand onto the headboard of my bed, gripping it so tight it might break. The sound of skin-on-skin contact filled the room.

We had definitely woken up the neighbours.

He used his right hand to rub little circles on my clit. I almost couldn't take the pleasure, and I felt myself clench around him. "Oh my god, Bill-"

He sped up the motions with his fingers. "Let's do it together."

And with that, he went at it as fast as he could. The both of us moaned like it was the last chance we'd ever have, and our orgasms came thrashing down on us in sync. I felt a warmth grow inside me before we both calmed down.

Bill pulled out of me and flopped onto the space beside me. We turned our heads to look at eachother and smiled like idiots, laughing quietly. "Wow," I let out, "where did you learn to do that?"

He laughed even more and placed a hand on my cheek. "I think my wife needs more karma."

I kissed him sweetly and smoothed his hair with my hand. "Same time and place tomorrow?"

"Martinis are on me."

A/N: Hey peeps! I think this might be my favourite one yet, sorry it took a while to finish it! I will try and write more often :)

All the love,
RJ 💕