Neighbors (Spencer Reid x Reader)

Thirty Eight

"Spencer, please."

You didn't need to tell him twice. With a strength you didn't know he had, Spencer picked you up and carried you to the bed, his lips never breaking contact with you. Honestly, you knew he had some strength because of his job, but you didn't realize it was enough to carry you. The second Spencer had you on the bed, he threw his shirt off. You followed suit, but not before taking a moment to stare. "I've never done this before," he whispered, his voice raspy. "Just do what feels right and I'll help if you need me," you responded.

Spencer nodded then went back to kissing you, one arm holding him up and the other working to get his pants off. You grabbed a handful of his hair and gently tugged, reveling in the soft moan he emitted. "Do you want me to lead?" He shook his head and gently bit your neck. "I want to try," he said against your skin. You moaned softly as he bit and sucked, leaving small marks. You'd definitely have to cover those tomorrow. It only seemed to give him more confidence as he moved lower. His breath was hot on your chest as he gently took your nipple in his mouth, swirling his tongue around it.

"Oh my god," you moaned. You bucked your hips against his slightly, whining a little as you did. You needed him. In you, on you, with you. In any way you could get him, you knew you needed this man. "Please," you whined. You weren't normally the whining type, but you wanted him and you wanted him now. "Wait I can't- I don't have a condom," he said. "Look in my nightstand." As he all but flew to grab the condom, you threw your pants off. Spencer hesitated. "I want to try something first?" Of course he did. That was fair, you expected nothing less of him. Just... now? Really? Agreeing would make it go faster, so you nodded. "Whatever you- oh!"

Spencer was between your thighs in a second. "Does this feel okay?" He asked, gently toying with your clit. It felt more than okay- you were trembling with pleasure. It was all you could do to nod. Without stopping, he slid two fingers inside you, pumping them in and out slowly. "I read about how to do this but am I doing it right?" You moaned in response. He took that as a good sign and would alter what he was doing based on your reactions. It didn't take long for you to cum. "You're doing so good," you told him.

He fumbled with the condom. "Hopefully I'm about to do better." You watched, thinking of what this meant. You weren't a hook up kind of gal. This would have to mean something. We're you ready to date him? You loved him enough. But was he ready? The look in his eyes whenever he looked at you seemed to say he was. Spencer letting out a satisfied "hm," pulling you from your thoughts. Holy shit. You forgot how well set he was. Of course, the last time you saw it was when you cleaned him in the shower, but this was while it was hard. It's full length. Spencer looked at you. "You okay?" You nodded. "Keep going." He blushed, then nodded.

He took a breath, then nodded again. "You'll do great." You couldn't tell who he was saying that to, you or himself, but the thought of him telling you how good you were doing was a pleasant one. Perhaps you'd bring it up to him. "Ready?"

"When you are."