BAU- Spencer Reid x reader

chapter 27- Make Up

     If you would've told me 10 months ago that I would be planning a wedding, working cases daily, and stressing out, I only would've believed the last two.
     It's been a month since Spencer and I got engaged, and we haven't even started planning one bit. Is this too soon? Are we rushing into something that we aren't ready for? We've only been together for 11 months.
     "You okay?" JJ asks from beside me on the jet, I turn my attention from the window to her.
     "Yeah, fine." I try to give her an assuring smile.
     I love Spencer, I'm in love with Spencer, but I honestly never thought I would get married. Sure, I dreamed about it when I was a kid, but this is real. I'm just getting in my own head. We're getting married; whether that be in 6 months, a year, or even two. Time is just a concept, love isn't, I know that now.
     Garcia talks to us from a tablet as we're nearing our destination. Washington state is where the team and I are headed to solve a case of two missing teens, twin boy and girl.
Paige and Parker Kensington were reported missing two days ago, and I was just called about it last night. They're 14 years old.
The seattle September rain pours down on us as we are greeted by a man in a nice suit.
     "Detective Gorman, you're the one I spoke with on the phone right, Agent Y/l/n?"
     "Yes sir," I answer. "This is Agent Jareau, Hotchner, Morgan, Reid, Prentiss, and Rossi."
     When we get into the precinct, Hotch gives us assignments. Rossi and I are headed to the victims' house.
     "Is there anyone that has ever threatened you or your family?" I ask their father.
     "Not that I can think of, no."
     "How about at school, any enemies?" Rossi suggests.
     "No. Are you saying this could be a kid?"
     "We're just trying to narrow it down," I say.
     "Are you seeing anyone, Mr Kensington?"
     "I have a girlfriend, yeah."
     "How long have you two been together?" I ask him.
     "About three months."
     Before we leave, Mr Kensington looks at my engagement ring. "Do you have any kids, agent?"
     "No," I answer.
     "Then you don't know what it's like. I would do anything for them. Please, find my children."
     All I can do is look at him with sympathy and nod my head. Rossi holds my arm lightly and leads me out. I have to fight a few tears from escaping my eyes.
     Rossi drives us back to the precinct where the rest of the team is. We talk amongst ourselves and with the detectives as we try to find more information.

They were satinist children who had been planning the attack for weeks. The "leader" was only 15 years old.
Parker had managed to escape and hide behind an old house, he was stabbed once but lived. But Paige wasn't so lucky. She was stabbed four times in the stomach and bled out.
The kids are in questioning right now, but their parents lawyered up. Their parents didn't even know their kids were psychos.
I have to be the one to tell the father what happened to his baby girl. JJ looks at me sadly, "Do you want me to come with you?"
I nod. "Where are my kids?" Mr Kensington asks.
"Can you sit down?" I gesture towards the couch, I sit beside him. "Parker is in the hospital right now, we can take you to see him."
"And Paige? Where's my little girl?"
I take a deep breath, but a tear sheds from my eye and I have to look away.
JJ grabs the man's hand for comfort. "Paige didn't make it out. I am so sorry."
His face will burn into my mind forever as he cries out for his daughter.
We take him to the hospital to see his son at his request. He immediately goes over to his bed and hugs him. "I'm so sorry, son." He cries. Parker cries against his father's chest. This breaks my heart.
"We'll leave you two to talk," I say. Mr Kenningston says that he'll get a ride home. Me and JJ give our condolences and head back to the precinct.

"I can't imagine losing a child. This is why I don't think I can be a parent," I say.
Spencer removes his head from my shoulder. "You don't want kids?"
"I don't know. You?"
He shrugs, but I can't quite read the look on his face 100% clear. He looks like he's pondering. Spencer lays his head back on my shoulder and we rest for the remainder of the flight back to Virginia.
     Spencer drives us back home to D.C. after we finish the case files. We have tomorrow off because of how hectic this case was.

     "Good morning, princess," Spencer says pushing my hair out of my face. We're lying down facing each other.
"Good morning," I say tiredly.
I get up after giving Spencer a swift kiss on the lips. I step into his, our, bathroom and strip down. I step into the shower, letting the lukewarm water drench my body. I lather my shampoo into my blonde hair, rinse, then apply the conditioner to the ends, and rinse again.
     I soap down my body before rubbing shaving cream and shaving my legs.
     I step out of the shower even though I could stay underneath the the warm water forever. I change into one of Spencer's shirts that he hardly wears and a pair of my underwear and shorts.
     I walk to the living room and into the kitchen to find Spencer making breakfast.
     "Whatcha cooking?" I ask, wrapping my arms around his torso with a hug from behind.
     "Pancakes and eggs."
     "Mmm." I kiss his bare back before releasing him and making my way to the living room. I sit on the couch making a mental list of all the things I have to do this week.
"It's ready."
I get up and move to the kitchen. Spencer sets down the plates of pancakes with fruit toppings and eggs while I go to the fridge and pour us two glasses of orange juice.
We sit and eat our breakfast while talking about things that really don't matter all that much.
While putting our dishes up, I accidentally run into Spencer. He sets his plate in the sink and grabs my face, planting a kiss right on my mouth. His hands immediately grip my waist, pulling me in closer. I lock my hands behind his neck.
"We've got 6 months to make up for," he says.
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah," and with that, he grips under my legs and lifts me up. I laugh as he carries me into the bedroom, tossing me on the bed.
     Spencer starts to get on the bed, crawling to make his way over to me. I shove him with both my hands to lay down, head propped up on the headboard. Before he can say or do anything, I swing my leg over his lap, straddling him.
      I rest one of my hands on his bare chest as his hands move to grip my waist. My left hand reaches for his hair, and I connect my lips to his neck. I suck at the skin, using a bit of teeth. Spencer groans in response. I move my kisses down to his collar bone, shoulder, chest, leaving hickeys at each one.
     Spencer slides his hands under the shirt I'm wearing, caressing the bare skin of my back. "I love y-" he starts, but is cut off with a sharp breath has my hand slips into his cotton flannel pants and boxers, palming his length. I begin to pump him with my hands, his nails dig slightly into my back. He pulls me in closer, connecting our mouths. My lips move against his in a motion I've become used to. Spencer slides his tongue into my mouth, and I moan against his mouth. His breathing grows heavier as he's nearing his finish. I stop pumping him before he can.
     "You're evil," he laughs. "It's my turn." I bite my lip. Spencer shifts our positions and props himself on top of me. He trails kisses down my body after taking his shirt off of me. He stops at the waistband of my shorts. Spencer pulls them off of me slowly, along with my underwear. My breath hitches in my throat immediately as he takes me in his mouth. His tongue working against my clit makes my back arch involuntarily. My breathing starts to get heavier and shorter. Spencer's fingers tease at my entrance, but don't slide in. "Two can play at that game," he whispers against me.
My hands grab onto the sheets of our bed at I finish against his mouth. He moves back up to kiss me softly. "I love you."
"I love you too," he says.
He lays down next to me and crawl back on top of him. "Do you want more or are you too tired, old man?"
"I'm two years older than you," he laughs.
My hands grip his hair as I kiss him on the forehead. I help him slide his pants and boxers all the way off and position myself back on top of him. I line him up with my entrance and come down on him slowly. I pick up my pace, my hands in his hair, and his on my hips. He thrusts his hips slightly upward to meet me.
When we finish, I lay my chest against his. His hands stroke my hair. Our breathing starts to slow down.
I remove myself from him and head to the bathroom. When I get back, he's putting his boxers back on. Spencer throws me my underwear and his shirt. I put them on.
He walks over to me and cups my face. "You're so beautiful." Spencer plants a kiss on my forehead.
I smile up at him, knowing that I will be with him for forever. I wrap my arms around his torso and lay my head against his chest.
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