No Guidance [Spencer Reid x Reader 18+]✔️

Work, Play Or Both

Recap: Our reader and Spencer had sex on the plane on their way to vegas for a case. That's all.

TW: Mentions of a case I made up

You woke up to Spencer lightly shaking you.

"Y/N we're landing shortly." He whispered to you

"We're in the land of your people" you joked as your stretched.

"This is not 'the land' this is Vegas" he shot you an amused look. You rolled your eyes at him with a smile "yeah yeah yeah."

He grabbed your face as you went to turn away "don't roll your eyes at me again or I will punish you. Do you understand." His words going straight to your core, turning you on.

"Yes sir"

He let you go and you looked around.

No one else was awake except you and spencer.

"Coffee?" he said as he handed you a cup.

Fuck that was sweet

"Sure. thank you Spence" you accepted it, taking a sip. It was perfect. Just the way you like it.

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You'd never been to Vegas. A dream to go. You knew Spencer was from here, lucky fuck. You also know he wasn't allowed in a lot of the casinos because he was good at card counting.

You and Spencer walked into the Las Vegas police department. The air was cool compared to the humidity that was just outside.

"Hi. I'm Agent Y/N Y/L/N and this is Dr. Spencer Reid." You said to the officer who greeted you.

"Officer Jenkins. Arent you guys a little young to be apart of the BAU and aren't you a little young to be a Doctor?" he said skeptically

Spencer just shrugged. He was used to that by now.

"Not really. Now, where can we set up." You werent taking his shit.

"Feisty. Right over here" He pointed to a glass room in the corner. "Let me know if you guys need anything."

"We will." Spencer sounded annoyed.

Jealousy

Spencer led the way with his hand on the small of your back in a protective manner.

"Guys a wicked fuckin' creep" he spat after closing the door

"Are you jealous Dr. Reid" A smile creeping on your lips.

"W-what? No. Of course not. I know where we stand."

Where is that exactly.

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You and Reid finished setting up as the team came back.

"Laura Jennings really was missing her face. He literally skinned her." Morgan sighed.

"ME said he had to have some knowledge about how to do this." Rossi said

"The other girl seems to be Taylor Redding. She was reported missing a week ago" JJ interjected

"ME said Laura had bruises that at the time of her death were about three weeks old" Hotch said

"So hes accelerating" you pointed out.

These poor women. The only thing connecting then was the fact that they both worked for a phone company. No spouses or kids.

Reid sat down at the table that was in the room. The rest of the teamed looked at the board.

You decided to have a little good, semi-clean fun. You walked around till you were slightly in front of Spencer. You went to grab the tablet that was just out of your reach.

"'Scuse me Reid" you said leaning to grab it. Your cleavage in his view.

You could feel his eyes burning holes in your chest.

Grabbing the tablet, you stood straight, before sitting in the chair right next to Reid.

The rest of the team sat in front of the two of you. Knowing no one could see what you were doing, you rested your hand on his thigh as Hotch talked victimology.

"We know he likes young workers. Low risk ones. It seems he picks those who he knows he can overpower."

You moved your hand up slowly on Spencers leg. He stiffened as you moved, trying not to look obvious.

"It's possible he feels powerless in his everyday life. My guess is he works with these women." Emily pointed out.

You moved a little more up his thigh. His breathing ridged.

"They probably rejected him at one point" she continued

You put your hand on his crotch, not moving, just resting there. He was hard already.

"These women look very similar. They could also be a surrogate for someone else who hurt the unsub." This time you moved you hand gently as JJ spoke.

Spencer was practically panting. Shooting you glares.

"We're going to call it for right now. Go get a few hours of rest and we'll meet back here by noon." Hotch dismissed everyone.

You removed your hand as everyone got up. You went to pick up your stuff when you saw Spencer quickly fix himself.

As everyone left, he grabbed your wrist.

Shit

"You're in so much trouble when we get back for that little fucking stunt you just pulled. We're on a case Y/N. You're lucky I don't bend you over this table and fuck you senseless." His tone cold.

It made the hairs on your body stand up.

Spencer let you go, brushing past you to catch up with the team.

You followed, proud of yourself.

Excited to go back home.

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A/N: YOOOOOOO shes bold. As bold as this text!