spencer reid - one shots.

- comfort

     Much to Spencer's disappointment, the kiss was quick, only lasting a total of two seconds and four milliseconds before the woman pulled away. He couldn't even register the action before it was gone, yet Spencer's heart fluttered inside of his chest uncontrollably, the familiar feeling of her lips on his greeting him. That's when he realized it.

"You were my first kiss." Spencer said in awe.

"What?! Right now?!" Rebecca shrieked, alarmed.

"No, no." He said, shaking his head. "Thirteen years ago. That was my first one. I just...think it's funny that we did it again."

Rebecca sheepishly chuckled, face blowing up with heat. "Sorry, I didn't mean to, I mean I did, but—"

"Do you like me?" Spencer asked suddenly, eyes gazing into hers as his tongue rolled over his own lips.

"Yeah. Obviously." Rebecca mumbled with shame and guilt. "It's okay if you don't, I mean I bullied you back then and suddenly I'm kissing you—"

"It doesn't matter anymore." He said, his face nearing again. Rebecca's eyes widened, her thoughts running wild as his breath fanned her face. "It's been too long..."

Then he kissed her. This time, Spencer felt it. The thrill. The electric sparks in the air and on his body, making every single hair on his skin prickle up. He was suddenly so happy—ridiculously happy while kissing this woman. Her arms slowly wrapped around his neck, much to his delight, pulling him closer. Rebecca was exploding with sensations—all absolutely unfamiliar yet oddly familiar to her. His lips were so soft, his amazingly beautiful, plump, pink lips.

Wow. This was really happening.

Once Spencer had gotten his engine revved up, he couldn't stop. He wanted more, more of her. And that was what surprised him. That he felt this much attraction for a woman he had known for much a short, yet long, period of time.

He opened his mouth, running his tongue over her lips as she gasped, the man seizing the opportunity to force his way in. Rebecca clutched onto his neck as he pressed into her body, arms trapping both sides of her as she fell back on the couch horizontally; Spencer now hovering above her, still not breaking the kiss.

Their tongues tangled together, with Rebecca wanting to take some control but the opposite site not letting her. He swirled his tongue around her mouth, exploding every single nook and cranny and savoring her taste on his lips. A noise came out of the back of Rebecca's throat, only igniting more confidence in him. He hungrily sucked and bit down on her bottom lip, dragging it down slowly as his mouth fully left hers, panting for air.

"Spencer..." She whispered quietly and out of breath. The woman was utterly shocked at his sudden boldness, how he easily took the initiative in kissing her so deeply. And passionately, too. "That was a kiss..." Rebecca murmured in slight awe.

"You're amazing." He said sweetly, moving the woman's hair out of her neck and eagerly staring down at her exposed pale skin. His eyes traveled back to hers, silently asking for permission. Rebecca's heart went into overdrive, slowly nodding and hiding her desperation for his touch.

"Make sure the others won't see it, though." Rebecca murmured, the thought of him doing that to her making her tingle with excitement.

"Okay." Spencer said, pulling the collar of her t-shirt down lower, licking his lips. He stared hungrily at her collarbone, dipping his head down. His lips landed on her skin, taking it in with his teeth and then his lips, sucking on it to create a dark purple marking.