sacrifices

PART 9

WARNING: SMUTTTTTTTTTT and it gets very....intense.hehehe. choking,degradation,praise kink,

Y/N POV

as i was driving home from work, i thought about Spencer's offer on talking, if that is what we will really do. i am not sure how to continue on with this friendship? i'm not sure what to label it at the moment. part of me would like to hear Spencer out but the other half wants to move apartment buildings and forget him, but i can't help but feel attracted to him. maybe i will give it a chance and talk to him

as i am pulling into my parking garage i breathed heavily knowing i'm about to go meet spencer. walking to the elevator i have a mental battle with myself. ok ok ok, here is what i will do, i will put up my walls and be distant and careful with my words.

arriving to spencers door i knocked twice, he opened the door embarrassingly fast and ushers me to come in. I told him hi and that I would give him a chance to talk. ¨i'm so happy you took up my offer and decided to talk to me, you have been avoiding me, i'm not oblivious y/n¨ he says in a kind way. i think for a moment about the words that were about to come out of my mouth. ¨spencer i have been avoiding you because we met in prison, then we had sex!!! that is one of the most idiotic decisions i have ever made!¨ i yelled slightly at him, not on purpose though. he does not look frightened or anything. i try to look for something in his facial expression but i can not detect anything. that's odd. what did he do again for work? i'm not sure. i brush that thought away and that is when i realize how terrible spencer looks. his eye bags are even more heavier set than usual and clothes wrinkled and loosened. ¨look y/n i know how we met was weird and unusual and i promise i'm not trying to get into your pants or whatever, i genuinely want to get to know you and be friends. i mean we are next door neighbors for christ sake.¨ i take his words in and think maybe he is right. if we are going to stay next door neighbors it would be nice not having to avoid him, especially since we usually leave and arrive home from work at the same time. running through all the possible scenarios in my brain i come to a conclusion that spencer is right.

after i agreed with spencer he invited me to stay for dinner. i hesitantly agreed though. it did not turn out at bad as i thought it would, except the part where my curiosity got the best of me and i asked why he looked like trash. oops. that is what friends do though right? when the words spilled out of my mouth spencer dropped his smile and his whole face went cold. i was not going to back down though, something was up and i wanted to know what it was. ¨do not worry about it y/n¨ he said very coldly while he played with his noodles from our takeout. after he said that i debated on digging farther, curious to see what he might do. i told him to tell me and that if we are going to be friends that he has to open up to me.

Spencers POV

after y/n asked me why i looked like trash i knew that was just her way of asking if i was ok. yes i am aware my clothes are wrinkly and i look malnourished, but it is none of her business. i tried to stay calm so i tried to sound as monotone as i could. obviously it did not work because she kept digging and asking me questions, i was getting quite annoyed. why cant she just stop. unfortunately my anger gets the best of me and i raise my voice at her. ¨y/n can you just shut up for once?¨ after those words dripped out of my mouth i immediately regretted it, but she did not look frightened at all. she looked..amused? what the fuck,

Y/N POV

after spencer raised his voice at me i knew i had him wrapped around my finger. am i manipulative for that? yes. do i care? kind of, but whatever. i smirked at him and he raised his eyebrows in confusion. i stood up from the bartool and walked slowly to him, swaying my hips. i turned his bartool around so we were face to face, even though i still have my heels on i did not reach more than 3 inches above him while he was sitting. i decided we should play a little game. grabbing his tie i yanked it forward and sat on his lap straddling him. i got him right where i want. he just sat there with his jaw on the flow. i inched closer to his face, ¨better close that mouth of your pretty boy before you catch flies¨ i said as i took two fingers under his chin and closed his mouth. he just looked at me astonished, and that is when i knew i had control over spencer reid. ¨and what do you think gives you the right to talk to me with that tone spencer?¨i said seductively. i could feel his hot breath on my face, it smelt of mint and coffee. ¨you sat there over me saying how i am such a bad girl? what about you spencer? you haven't been the best boy. in fact you have been a very naughty boy, do not ever speak to me like that again¨ i said sternly, finally i could control him. with those words i got up and headed for the door.