Spencer Reid Blurbs

Adore You

Summary: Spencer makes sure you know how much he loves your body

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Category: Smut

Content Warning: (18+, minors DNI) body worshipping, oral (fem receiving), coming untouched (Spencer)

Word Count: 1k

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Spencer had always been someone who appreciated art in any form. That was why he couldn't take his eyes off you when you stepped out of the bathroom with only a towel covering your figure.

"You look gorgeous," he mumbled as you approached the bed. "It's almost unreal."

You smirked at him when you suddenly let the towel drop to the floor, revealing yourself to him.

"How about now?" You snickered.

"Even better."

The truth was that anytime he laid eyes on your bare form, he couldn't help but think of artists carving statues into marble in an attempt to do a goddess justice. Someone like you must have inspired them. When you crawled into his lap to straddle his hips, he was quick to drop the book from his hands.

Spencer couldn't quite grasp the fact that the greatest masterpiece on earth was there with him, waiting to be admired fully. There was nothing that could ever distract him from his mission to adore you.

"You look like a goddess," he cooed while placing his hands on your waist. "Please let me worship you."

Leaning down to kiss him, you mumbled against his lips, "I'm all yours, Spencer."

With one swift motion he turned you around so you were laying on your back with him hovering over you. He seemed almost greedy when he kissed you then, slipping his tongue into your mouth after just a few moments. You welcomed his enthusiasm, even more so when he left your lips to kiss down your neck instead, leaving goosebumps everywhere his hot breath tickled your skin.

When he got to the curves of your chest you felt him smiling against your body. He kissed and nipped your sensitive skin, content when you began to sing him his praise in the forms of sighs and moans falling from your lips. His hand was caressing one of your breasts while he licked over the hardened peak of the other one.

He took his sweet time with your breasts, alternating between the two of them until he was sure that he gave each of them enough attention. He started kissing down your stomach when he decided that it hadn't been enough yet, pawing at your breasts once more before kissing each nipple several times.

"You're absolutely perfect," he breathed as he nestled his face against your chest.

His adorable display of affection made you giggle, "I know you love them."

"I love all of you," he corrected you.

"Show me."

He didn't hesitate any longer to kiss further down your body, exploring every inch of you with his hands and lips. When he got to your hips, he gently bit into the supple flesh, making you squirm underneath him. One of his hands reached around you to grab a handful of the curve of your backside, burying his fingernails into your skin until you were sure he'd leave marks.

The thought of finding the evidence of his worship painted all over your body in the morning let your heart skip a beat. You loved being reminded of his desire for everything you had to offer. When he kissed the soft patch of skin just below your belly, your legs spread open for him to lie down between them.

He took a moment to take in the sight of your exposed core, purring, "Marvelous."

Instead of kissing you where you were already aching for his touch, he began nipping on the insides of your ample thighs instead. He took his time kissing and licking along them until he reached your knee, only to repeat the same thing on the other leg. When he was done with that, he sat up between your thighs to find your eyes.

Your cheeks were glowing and your eyes half-lidded when he looked at you. The way he showed you his adoration for you aroused you more than you could put into words. It was obvious how excited he was by the large bulge in his pajama pants. You would have been happy to help him get some relief but you knew that bringing you pleasure was everything he needed right then.

He let his sight roam over your body, his eyes filled with wonder when they lingered on your center. Gentle fingertips made contact with your silken folds, spreading your sweet essence from your entrance along your crevice. However, his touch was too light to grant you some much needed friction.

"Don't tease me, Spencer," You whined.

As if he was snapping out from a trance, he quickly apologized before laying down between your legs, "Sorry, you're just so beautiful."

Your whole body began trembling when he began collecting your honeyed wetness on his tongue. He was mesmerized by your heady scent and couldn't help but begin to rock his hips against the mattress while bringing you pleasure with his mouth. With your hands in his hair you brought him even closer to you.

After exploring your core with his tongue as if to imprint your uniqueness into his brain forever, he focussed on the small bundle of nerves. By the sounds of your whimpers and moans he knew that you were about to enter a state of pure bliss. He was eager to worship you the way you deserved, relentlessly moving his tongue and lips over you to let you fall over the edge.

Both of you felt light-headed but Spencer got completely lost in the pleasure. All the tension suddenly left his body when he found release in his pants without ever being touched. Only moments later did you find your high as well, tremors wrecking through your body as you savored the euphoria.

You practically had to push Spencer's face away from your core as he was still buried between your legs, a whine escaping his lips when you denied him access to your ambrosial taste. Your open arms offered consolation and he was happy to take it.

As your hand snuck down his body to make him feel good too, you found him already soft and his pants stained.

"Naughty boy," you teased him and he buried his face into the crook of your neck.

"I can't help it when you taste so divine," he whispered.