Spencer Reid Blurbs

Pure Bliss

Summary: Reader has never had an orgasm until she met Spencer

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Category: Smut

Content Warning: (18+, minors DNI) mentions of masturbation, fingering, oral (fem receiving)

Word Count: 1k

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From the moment you first laid eyes on Spencer, you knew that things would be different with him. He was unlike anyone you'd been with before, loving you in such an intense way it almost felt unreal.

Never before had anyone's touch ignited such an unbearable heat inside you. You craved him more than you thought possible and couldn't wait to finally feel all of him. His lips felt so hot against your skin it made you wonder if he could burn his imprints into your body.

The thought of carrying him with you even when you were apart threatened to let your heart jump out of your chest.

With his bare body pressed against yours, you explored each other with curiosity and longing. Neither of you could hide the desire for one another, it was obvious how much he wanted you. How much you wanted him.

When you felt Spencer's hand descending down your stomach, he left goosebumps on his path. Gently he pushed your legs apart to make room for his fingertips, gasping when he found you dripping with desire.

For a moment it felt like his touch could erase any traces others had left before him, with him everything felt so new and incredibly exhilarating. His eyes were on you when he dragged his fingers through your slick folds, studying each of your reactions to his touches. It was obvious how much you enjoyed it but it still wasn't enough. It seemed like it never would be.

Before you started to worry that his hand would get tired, you shifted your position, denying him access to your core and reaching down his body instead. With raised eyebrows he looked at you, surprised that you would deprive yourself of the sensation of pure bliss.

He took your hand in his before it got to its destination and protested, "I wasn't done yet."

You felt heat rushing to your cheeks when you realized how determined he was to make you feel good. With gentle hands he guided your legs to open up for him once more.

"How do you like it?"

Instead of spilling the secret of how to bring you pleasure, you shrugged and muttered, "I'm not sure. Nothing has ever really worked for me."

"Then it's time we change that," he whispered before leaving a tender kiss on your lips.

His reaction made you smile and although he would have never demanded further explanation, you still wanted to tell him, "I have managed to do it when I'm by myself a couple of times but only with a lot of effort. It hasn't happened with a partner yet though. I feel like I'm still trying to figure it out myself."

"That's okay, we have all the time in the world."

With a clear goal in mind, he began kissing down your body until he found his home between your legs. He explored your heat with his lips and tongue, paying attention to each of your reactions until he found your sweet spot. He was eager to please you, letting his tongue glide over your little bud, content when the first moan fell from your lips.

When he closed his mouth around you, you shied away from the sudden stimulation, everything almost becoming too much. He swung his arms around your thighs to keep you in place and became gentler with his motions, making sure he wouldn't overwhelm you. After a few moments he figured out how to make your hips rock against his face, implicitly demanding for more.

Spencer kept doing what you clearly enjoyed, your heaving chest and quivering thighs spurring him further on. He would have never complained but you still wanted to apologize for taking so long, worried that this couldn't have been very comfortable for him.

But before a word made it out of your mouth, a moan escaped instead.

Spencer had pushed two of his fingers into you, the added pressure making you feel light-headed. When he curled his digits inside you while relentlessly caressing your most sensitive spot with his mouth, your hands flew to his hair to hinder him from moving away (although he hadn't intended to anyway).

You could have sworn that you felt him smiling against you for a second. His hair felt soft in your hands when you tugged on it, making him groan into you, creating vibrations that made you almost lose your mind. You dared to open your eyes for a moment, finding him buried between your legs, devouring you like a man starved. When he locked eyes with you, his pupils were blown wide, almost swallowing the warm honey of his irises.

"So good," you breathed before throwing your head back into the pillows.

Even though he kept you in place with one arm wrapped around your thigh, you felt as if you might float away any second now. Your essence coated his palm and chin but neither of you cared about the mess you made. As your body began to tremble, one of your hands moved from his hair to grip the sheets instead.

Any sense of time was lost when you danced along the edge of euphoria. Just when you least expected it, your whole body tensed under his touch before relief finally washed over you. With your core pulsating around his fingers, Spencer knew you had entered a state of pure bliss at last.

He guided you through your high with slowed down motions, only ever stopping once you began shying away from him. When you were finally able to open your eyes, you found him staring at you with a smug grin painted over his face.

"God you look so gorgeous like this," he purred before lying down beside you to pull you into his arms. "How are you feeling?"

"A little overwhelmed," you confessed. "I can't wait to do that again, though."

"No need to wait," he chuckled, kissing down your body once more.