Random One-Shots

Spencer Reid

He pushed her into the wall, so hard it shook a picture hanging up near them. She let a breathy gasp escape her mouth and Spencer walked towards her. "Think you can just ignore me?" Pushing her hips into the wall, his nails dug in. "Ignore us?" He nearly whispered. She lets out a small moan, shaking her head vigorously, it obvious how much she wants this. Her eyes pleaded. He grinded his hips on hers, ever so slowly.

"Oh fuck..," she leans her head back against the wall, closing her eyes.

Hearing her faint vulgarity, he leaned down, attacking her neck with sloppy kisses.

"So...do you want to disregard me now?" He mumbled onto her throat. "Am I just another piece of trash to throw away? Are you embarrassed by me?"

Theresa moaned out, shaking her head. She attempted to gain more friction by bucking her hips up, but Spencer only pinned her more. Her bottom hit the wall with a dull thud, which earned Spencer a low whine.

"How needy could you be? What is it? My whisper, my touch? No one can make you as wet as I can." With this, he jammed one of his legs between hers, grinding up on her with his thigh. He watched as she desperately bounced on him, trying to get any pleasure possible.

"See? It's pitiful and pathetic." He spat, emphasizing both P's. "Just watching you rut against me, it's evident how much you need me. If only the team could see us now, you wordlessly begging for pleasure at my will. Who'd have thought childish Spencer, virgin Spencer, would be screwing Theresa, our own teammate. Not that you ever act like I exist there anyway."

Continuing to grind down on him, she shook her head. "Look, I'm sorry..! I'll be better, I don't care about who knows, just...fuck me! ...I need you." The words came out as breathy whispers, her voice cracking from being teased.

This was all he needed. He crashed his lips into hers, exploring her mouth with his tongue. Removing his leg from between her, he hoisted her up and took her to the bedroom.

He dropped her down on the bed, her giggling as she bounced a little. Theresa lifted her top over her head and threw it off the bed, her nipples already hard with excitement.

From between her legs, Spencer positioned himself to where he towered over her, and he leaned down to place a trail of kisses from her mouth to her neck. Following this, he took one nipple between his pink lips, sucking it in and making eye contact with her. He used the other hand to wiggle her shorts and panties off her, and she let out a small gasp as he began to caress her aching center.

"Shit..! Spence, I-I'm getting close!" She alternated between rubbing and pulling her free nipple, and circling her clit with the other hand. Spencer moved away from her chest to directly between her now shaking legs. He could feel the heat radiating from her, and he wasted no time, beginning to suck and lick at her core.

This catalyzed a string of breathy moans and pants to fall out of her mouth, and she felt that familiar feeling in the pit of her stomach. "Spence- I-I'm gonna..!~ fuck!! I'm gonna..!"

Reid hummed against her entrance, pumping his tongue in and out quickly. The noises were nearly obscene. Her motions on her clit increased, and within seconds she was cumming. The only noises in the room were her moaning pants, and the sound of her wet skin on Reid's mouth.

As she came down from her high she quickly realized that while this event took place, Spencer became noticably hard. He energetically stood up, removing his shirt and pants quickly. He wasted no time in removing his boxers as well.

He pumped his cock a few times, gasping lightly. Taking a few steps forward, he once again leaned over her. Theresa reached a hand down to help line him up at her entrance as he slowly pushed into her. "F-fuck..." He moaned the obscenity as she tightly wrapped around him. He started off slow, picking up the pace gradually.

Theresa arched her back forward and wrapped her legs around Spence, allowing him to go deeper into her. She moaned loudly as he pushed against her g-spot. He thrusted into her harder, and grabbed a fistful of her hair into his left hand, pulling harshly. She yelped at the half pleasure half pained feeling, but god, she didn't want it to stop.

"I'm so fucking close, baby... You?" Reid panted out, his thrusts getting sloppier as he neared his orgasm.

"I-Im getting there..!" Theresa let out a string of moans as Spencer roughly kept pulling at her hair, slamming against the sweet spot inside her.

He quickly pulled out of her, and she whined at the loss of contact. He easily slid his fingers into her, starting to quickly pump his dick in time with his fingers. Within seconds, Spence came in ropes all over her stomach, shortly followed by her release.

Reid gingerly got up and walked to the dresser, grabbing wipes to clean up the mess on himself and her stomach. After he threw away the dirty wipe, he plopped down next to her, listening to her small, steady breaths.

"Still think I'm mad at you?" She said, turning over to face him. He pulled the covers over them, gently stroking her face.

"Of course not, baby. Not after that, anyways." He said, letting out a small chuckle.

Theresa cuddled up to his chest and burrowed her head into him. "Hey, Reid?"

"Yeah?"

She looked up at him, giving him a chaste kiss. "I love you." To this, he smiled and closed his eyes, kissing her forehead softly.

"I love you too, 'Reese."