ARDENT [A Spencer Reid/Criminal Minds Fan-Fic]

FIFTEEN | EROTIC OVERCOME

WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT

              WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT 

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               WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT 

WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT  

(Lauren's P.O.V.)

Overtime, I began to forget about my baby for the sake of my relationship with Spencer. Not to my surprise, he didn't get over the cutting for a while. He was always worried that I was going to do it. So I tried my best to distance myself from the thought of self-harm, and so I did. 

I was on the couch. Today was a day where everything was calm. Spencer was sitting at the other end and we were both reading in silence. It was dark out. We had a few lamps on around the apartment. It was just enough to shine some light on the book pages.

I chuckled out loud at a really arousing moment in the book I was reading. It was somewhat of a sexual book. Spencer looked up and I felt his eyes on me. I looked over to him, questioning him with a facial expression.

"What is funny?" He asked, closing his book, ears open to listen to what was funny.

"Just this part in this book." I responded, looking back down, yet he was still looking. I stared up again. "What?"

"Aren't you going to read it to me?" He asked, raising his eyebrows and changing his focus to the ground beneath me.

"No. It's kinda sexual. I feel weird telling you sexual things from books. I don't know why."

"Neither do I. Do I make you uncomfortable?" He sounded tense and nervous.

"No! No!" I corrected him. Of course not. He scooted towards me, placing his arm around me. He whispered, "Okay good." I looked up at him and prepared my lips for a kiss. I leaned up, placing mine onto him, moving slowly in and out. 

When we pulled away, our eyes met and it's like everything around us was frozen. It was just us and a building silence in between. Then suddenly, like a random gunshot, and like a movie scene, we darted at each other, sparks flying. I was on top of him, kissing him ever so slowly, yet ever so quickly.

He had his hand on the back of my head, moving it, almost pulling on my brown locks. Both of my hands were running through his curlyish hair. My eyes were squeezed tight as the lovely kissing continued. But then, out of nowhere, we began to yank each other's clothes off. His hands were on my back, moving down and his bare chest was against my chest.

I don't care how socially awkward he is, he is a master at this.

"I love you." He breathed onto my neck as I felt his penis burl inside of me. I let out somewhat of a loud moan. I liked it a lot...

***

I TRIED TO MAKE THAT  AS VAGUE AS POSSIBLE...

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Four hours went by without a word said. It was just us laying on opposite side of the couch, our legs intertwining. I could hear his heavy breath among the darkness. 

"Did you wear a condom?" I asked him, finally. 

"No." He responded to me. I threw my arm onto the table behind my head and found the lamp. I switched it on and looked at him. He looked up at me. I was laughing.

"Are we trying again?" I asked him, still laughing. He looked down. I could see him thinking. He finally looked up at me.

"If you want to, we can."

"I do." I quickly stated. "Then yes." He nodded. "I want pants." He blandly said before standing up, naked, and finding his pants on the ground. He put them on and walked to the kitchen. I stood up behind him and wrapped a blanket around me. I walked behind him and placed my arms around his waist. I stood there, rocking back and fourth as he poured a cup of coffee.

"I still miss the baby." I said, my cheek now against his warm back.

"I know, Lauren. And nothing will replace that. But we can still have one equally as important."

"Yeah." He swiveled around and held me in his arms. Now we were both rocking back and fourth. What if we did have a baby? I was ready.

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This was such a small chapter. But I will make up for it.