spencer reid - one shots.

7. relaxation

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YOU heard keys jingling outside the front door, immediately taking off your glasses to see the face you'd had been looking forward to seeing all day.

Spencer Reid walked in, his face solemn and exhausted as ever. He walked to the living room depressed as ever, forcing a smile on his face when he saw you, his girlfriend, laying on the couch, shoveling popcorn into your mouth while watching some crime show.

"Hi, love." You said, immediately sitting up.

"Hi." Spencer said, sighing heavily as he collapsed next to you on the couch, immediately wrapping an arm around you shoulder to bring you in.

"Long day?" You asked him, gazing up at his tired features.

"Yeah." He said, rubbing his face. "I'm just a little stressed out." Spencer murmured, pressing a strong kiss to you temple regardless of his fatigue.

"A little?" You asked, raising an eyebrow at him. "You consistently skip meals, work your ass off everyday, and barely sleep; and when you do, you have terrible nightmares. I think you're a more than just stressed out." You deadpanned.

"Fine, mom." He grumbled with slight annoyance.

"Spencer, I'm just worried about you, dummy." You said softly, kissing him on the jaw.

He managed a cheeky smile, reaching up and tangling his fingers in your hair, bringing your face up and kissing your lips softly. "I love you for that."

You grinned, savoring his taste; you suddenly grabbed his face, initiating a full on make-out session with the man until he was groaning underneath you.

You broke the kiss, pecking him on the cheek. "Are you hungry?" You smirked.

"No." He replied lamely, yawning obnoxiously. Spencer leaned his head on your shoulder, almost toppling over when you suddenly got up from the couch. "Where are you going?" He whined.

"Hold on—" you said, rolling your eyes sassily and running to the bathroom. You brought out some mouthwash, rinsing your mouth of all the popcorn. You returned, smiling cheekily at the man who scoffed.

"Should've done that before you kissed me." He said.

You smirked, climbing onto his lap; Spencer couldn't resist, his arms immediately wrapping themselves around your waist. You kissed him roughly, feeling his hands grip onto your hips firmly. You broke the kiss, Spencer panting into the side of your face as you reached up, pulling off the man's tie whilst biting your lip at his handsomeness.

"Come on—" He groaned at the temptation, kissing your neck softly. "Not tonight."

"Not that." You said. You reached up and unbuttoned his dress shirt until it exposed half his chest, the view absolutely picture perfect for you. You then pulled back, admiring him and running your hands through his messy curls. "My stunning boyfriend."

"Oh, stop it." Spencer said, feigning shyness as he flicked you on the forehead lightly.

"I saw this new relaxation technique online. Wanna try it?" You asked him, making his lips purse together in confusion.

"What is it?" He asked, as you hopped off him, suddenly getting on your knees. Spencer's eyes widened, the man's entire face flushing. "Seriously?"

"You don't want to?" You asked him, raising an eyebrow because you knew he did by the forming bulge in his pants.

Spencer paused, the idea appealing to him a lot, but his pride saying no. "Doesn't that hurt?" He asked you worriedly, referring to you on your knees.