The Red Lounge ~Spencer Reid x Reader ~

Don't Stop

Spencer helps (Y/n) let go of some of the bottled up emotions

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sgHLPeAwqhE

I found a small decorative pillow on the window seat of my room, and I placed it on the floor. I must have adjusted it 50 times before I felt like it was in the right spot, and when I finally did get it where I thought he wanted it, it took me a good few seconds of mental processing to figure out how the hell to hold my body once I was on it. I decided to just kneel on it, my knees at a comfortable distance apart, my hands though... they were an entirely different story. I had no idea how to position them. You know, for an extension of my body that I've had for nearly 26 years, you'd think I knew how to hold them in a comfortable way.

I instead banked on just placing them on my thighs. It gave me an excuse to wipe my suddenly sweaty hands on my leggings and also get the calming effect of the repetitive motion. I pulled my bottom lip between my teeth and dragged it back and forth a few times, trying to calm my racing heart. But to no avail, the second I heard his hand turn the knob my heart shot up into my mouth and I stared at the ground, counting my breaths and trying not to let out a shaky one.

Spencer walked around me, not acknowledging me yet. Instead, he made his way behind me to his bag. I heard him rifling through it and there was a sound of clinking metal. It took everything in me not to look at him, and when his shoes finally appeared in front of me, standing about 8 feet away from me. The clinking metal turned out to be a belt, and my eyes darted up when he rolled it up, and tossed it to the bed. I sucked in a breath, my mind getting carried away. Was...was he going to belt me?

"Eyes up." I obeyed instantly, my nervous eyes meeting his. He was calm, that same controlled ease that drew me to him in the first place. "This position is comfortable for you?" I answered in the affirmative. "Good. This is now your waiting pose." I made a look of confused interest. "Anytime after this I tell you to go wait, unless specified otherwise, you should be exactly like this. Clear?" I again responded that it was, it was intuitive once I thought about it for a moment.

"I am going to explain to you what's about to happen, but first: The doors and windows are all closed and locked, and the door to this room has been locked as well." I let out a breath of relief I didn't know I was holding and smiled in thanks. He nodded once. "Now, in terms of what is about to happen, I am going to bind your hands, I've noticed you feel more comfortable when restrained." He picked up the belt again, looping one end through the buckle, then traced that figure 8 pattern around again in practiced ease. I watched his hands work with interest. This was the part of Angel's class I wasn't able to see when she had turned me around.

"If at any time you want this removed, you're going to say the word yellow, that way I will pause and take them off, but the scene isn't over. Just like at the club, understood?" I nodded, and he accepted that instead of a verbal response. "Up." I quickly got to my feet, anticipating his next command and turning around as he approached me. I heard him pause for a moment, sucking in a breath before he let it out in a low hum. Spencer took first one wrist and then the other, feeding it through the makeshift cuff and then tightened it, sticking a finger between my skin and the leather to check the tightness. Deeming it safe, he stepped away. "Back to wait." I struggled to the ground, not having my hands to balance me made it difficult, but when I finally managed to get to the ground, I shot a proud look up to Spencer who couldn't help but smirk at my childish elation at my accomplishment. His face returned to the stoic mask though and I cleared my throat shifting a few times to get comfortable.

"Now, you can choose, I can bring you over my knee, or over the bed." My eyes went wide as I finally understood, and then my cheeks lit up with a shameful fire. "You can choose one or the other."