Smut Stories (Multifandom)

Forbidden (Spencer Reid) part 1

I almost stumble into work, feeling like I have the worst headache ever. God, why did I have to drink so much last night? I enter the large double doors and see Emily smiling at me trying to hold back her laughter.

"Not one word," I say sternly.

"Hey, you were drinking like a fish last night. I tried to stop you but to be fair you needed it. Last week's case was hard."

I pour myself some coffee, giggling a bit at myself. I probably made a fool out of myself and I can't even remember. I see a few of the other members of my beloved team but I can't find Spencer. Huh, guess he must be late.

"Hey, Garcia! Have you seen Reid?" I ask.

"Yeah! He's been here. He's always early, you know that."

That's weird. I walk back out and into the office where I see him sitting next to Morgan. Morgan gives me a weird look and just shakes his head. Okay, now I know something is up because Spencer won't even look at me.

"Hello, earth to Spencer. You haven't said anything since I've gotten here which is unlike you."

I sit down next to him and he immediately gets up.

"Sorry I just don't feel well. Guess I stayed up too late."

He leaves me alone with Morgan.

"Oh god. Did I do something last night? How embarrassing on a scale of 1-10?"

I'm going to rip my hair out until my scalp bleeds. I'm so nervous now.

"Oh, princess. You did... a lot. You did end up going home with Spencer because you were too drunk to even walk. Whatever happened after is definitely between the two of you."

"Oh come on Derek you know something."

"Yeah and I wish I didn't," he says just laughing.

Kill me now.

-

The whole time we were in the office I kept spacing out trying to think about what happened but the more I tried to remember the more I forgot. I kept looking at Spencer but he avoided eye contact. His jaw was clenching, was he mad at me? Fuck it I have to know.

"Spence, why are you avoiding me?"

"Don't call me that y/n."

"Why? I thought you liked it?"

"I do," he barely whispered.

"Then what's the problem?"

"You! Y/N please just let me work."

He storms off and goes into a smaller office, closing the door behind him. I thought maybe I should let him be but I want to get to the end of this. I followed and opened the door.

He looks at me but didn't look annoyed, more like frustrated. He rubs his temples and shifts in his seat before looking back up at me with his puppy eyes. I started to get flashbacks from yesterday.

"Please Spence, I need you. I can't stop thinking about it, please."

"I love when you call me Spence."

"I know," I said, straddling his lap, he was hard.

"y/n please I can't do this. We can't do this, you're drunk. Plus it'll be too much for me."

"What do you mean?"

"I like you. A lot."

-

"Y/n are you okay?" Spencer asks to get up from his seat.

"Yeah I'm fine but I kind of remember what happened last night."

"Close the door."

I do just that and walk towards him. He inches closer and our lips are centimeters apart. I almost whimper, he stands over me like a giant. I look up at him, eyes glossy, probably full of desperation.

"God y/n this is why I was avoiding you. What I said last night Im sorry-"

I cut him off by kissing him softly. He responds quickly by grabbing the side of my head and slowly his hand softly wrapped around my neck. He pulls away.

"Please Spencer, I meant what I said."

"No, no you were drunk. This is still wrong." He backs up a little bit.

I look down at his pants and smirk, his face flushes red when he sees what I was looking at.

"It's not wrong, we both want it." I get closer again and this time he doesn't back up. His eyes are full of lust and he pulls me in kissing my neck.

"I wish I could bend you over this desk and fuck you until you beg me to stop," he whispers in my ear before walking out leaving me hot and bothered.

God damn.