Pleasures a Crime Worth Committing

Chapter Twenty Eight: Spencer Reids Shopping List

Approaching the hotel, Spencer had mentioned to Hotch you both needed stuff from the grocery store, him commenting to just stay together.

Like he said, after everyone had gotten out of the car, Spencer approached you, closing the car door behind. Just as you and Spencer both walked towards the sidewalk, in the corner of your eye was Hotch. He flashed the both of you with a look and chuckled to himself. Did Hotch seriously know? Or was he just messing around?

No no no, Hotch doesn't mess around, he knows something's up.

The second it was just you and Spencer walking, she began to speak, despite his eyes remaining on the road ahead.

"Hope you have some things in mind you may want from the store Y/N..." His voice trailing off as his tongue grazed his lips, licking them.

" Spence, what's the real reason we are going to the grocery store?" You finally let out, eyes on his face, searching for an expression. You were a profiler after all, you might as well.

"You will see..." Spencer placed his hands into the pockets of his coat. Spencer certainly did have something planned, and was looking forward to it.
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Just as you both made it to the store, which was just about a 5 minute walk, silence had been the only thing exchanged. The only good thing that came out of this was your brain had plenty of time to wander. You eventually came to the conclusion as Spencer began to walk through the entrance of the store, that this grocery run would determine the rest of the night. You would really have to pick whatever it was wisely. Following him to the entrance, he suddenly stopped dead in his tracks, turning to face you.

"Before we go in, I am going to inform you on what categories you will have to select from. You will have to select a fruit, dessert, and a topping. Understand." Spencer's tone suddenly became stern and cold, just like how it always got when it was just the two of you.

"Yes Sir..." You scoffed at him, trying to signal you were ready to start.

"Don't start with me, you should be grateful I'm even asking for your impute. Now, follow me." Spencer's face was close to yours, he began slowly undressing you with his eyes, paying special attention to your blouse. It could have been how it was unbuttoned enough to show a modest amount of cleavage, but all day, Spencer had been checking your boobs out. He would always be sly about it though. For instance, during the unsubs arrest, Hotch let you take the lead and cuff the guy. As you were doing this, gradually moved his eyes down to the cuffs as you clasped them. He let out what sounded almost like a small laugh to himself, as if his own thoughts brought him that much joy-

WAIT. HANDCUFFS.

WAS THAT SOMETHING BEING INCORPORATED TONIGHT??

Spencer really did come prepared.

Backing away from you and walking into the store, he made his way to the fresh produce section, conveniently located in the front. The second you followed, your eyes caught on to a fresh bag of cherries. You stopped following Spencer, breaking away and approaching the bag of cherries.

"Hey Spence...." Your voice trailed off, Spencer acknowledging you and turning around.

"Yes?" Him making his way to your back, hands wrapping around your lower waist. Looking over your shoulder to face him, you felt his hands creeping up your shirt. His palms were cool to the touch, almost making your jump.

"I think I found what I want..."
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The two of you eventually made your way to check out, materials in hand. You had ended up with a small bag of cherries, a tub of vanilla ice cream, and a can of whipped cream. While picking out a dessert, you thought it would be a nice joke to get vanilla ice cream, considering what you were up to tonight wasn't so "vanilla" esque. Spencer caught on to this quickly, whispering in your ear-