spencer reid oneshots??COMPLETED

content: smut smut smut. dirty talk and lots of it.

summary: the reader finds herself in a quite interesting situation with spencer. (continuation from the end of chpt 3)

word count: 1.3k

***disclaimer: all smut i write is third person. i just find first person to be way too hard to write and a tad hard for the reader to relate to.***
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(third person)

"i don't think that's what my name is to you babygirl," spencer growls in your ear. "correct yourself before i do."

"d-doctor reid," you stutter out.

"good girl," he smiles. you let out a breath of relief. he pushes his lips into yours and works wonders with his tongue. there some things about spencer that surprise you and some that just don't phase you anymore. this dominant side of spencer, being one that used to surprise you and now no longer is considered unexpected at any given time.

spencer pulls his lips away and sees the reaction from you. he smirks and then continues to tease you in small ways. he turns you around to face him and he harshly kisses you. you feel his fingers slide down to your lower back and they start tracing an intricate design on your skin. you bring your shaky fingers up to his shirt buttons and undo the buttons slowly. he smiles but never breaks the kiss, it got too heated for you to break it now.

you pulled away from the kiss for a second, not even, only because of the height difference. you and spencer went to connect lips again and you tripped over his shirt. trying to catch yourself, your hand lands on spencer's pants in such a specific area that it's so hard not to be embarrassed.

"y'know," spencer begins sarcastically. "you could've just asked like a normal person y/n, there's no need to throw yourself at me."

"no shit," you angrily blush. you see spencer smile and he raises your chin up.

"you're cute when you're angry, but you're hot when you beg for me."

did spencer just— okay, no. no, no, no.

in the past, you had experience with a dominant spencer who very proudly could make you scream and make other lovely noises under his touch. but this — great, newfound confidence set in — is something completely different. this is a new level of dominant spencer, and to what extent he was going to take it to, you didn't know.

you press your lips to his as he undoes his belt. his pants fall to the ground and he's left in his dark purple boxers. part of you laughs in your head, those boxers were the ones he hated wearing. you never understood why, they looked great on him. well, at least you thought they did.

"dr. reid, p-please," you beg as he moves his lips to your collarbone.

"shower," he seethes into your ear. you do as he says and get in the shower.

"close your eyes," spencer says darkly.

"closed," you childishly reply.

you hear spencer get in the shower, but you don't feel the water change. is he behind you? no, there's not enough room. your shower's not that big but it's a decent size. is he on the other side of the water? maybe, the water is hitting you after all, he could be on the other side of the water.

then you hear the water change— it stopped hitting you, and the feeling of the warm water ceasing to hit your body made you catch a chill. you shivered a little bit but then stopped.