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"Y/N, you know I don't approve of this." Your mother argues. It's been almost two weeks since you've been released from the hospital. You sucked up your pride and allowed your mother to care for you for those two weeks, but you've had enough. You're ready to spend the rest of your leave with Penelope.
"Mom, I know. You've told me about twenty times now." You sass back, while gathering your things from her car. She reluctantly drove you to the airport despite her protests about you leaving.
"Please call more often." She says, getting out of her car to help you. She pulls you into a hug that knocks you out of breath, but you reciprocate her actions. She hugs you like it's the last time she will ever do so, especially now that she is more aware of the type of work you are in now.
"I will, Mom. I promise. I love you." You finally let out after a while. She finally lets you go and pats your shoulder while wiping away her tears. She says I love you back twice, making sure you know.
Your father sits in the front seat, staring ahead. You decide to walk up to his window and knock. He notices your knocking, and opens the door and gets out. He stands awkwardly, and moves his arms around a lot which indicates to you he doesn't know what to do with them.
"Um, bye Dad. I will see you." You say sheepishly.
"Bye, Y/N. I love you, please stay safe." He finally says back.
"I love you too, Dad." You smile wide as you wrap your arms around him. He is stiff at first, but soon falls into the hug. He squeezes you tight and then lets go of you.
You grab your suitcase tightly and begin to walk away. You stop for a second and turn around, and look at your parents. Your heart soars at the thought that you three are finally the family you were supposed to be and what you always dreamed of. Waving, you finally turn back around and walk into the airport.
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"Penelope, thank you so much for picking me up." You smile as you jump into her orange convertible. As much as you missed your family, you missed your team a little bit more.
"How was the flight?" She asks, starting the car up after setting your things in the backseat. You explain to her how your flight went and told her about the last two weeks with your parents. Unfortunately, you didn't see Spencer at all in those two weeks and you missed him a lot more than you cared to admit. You weren't sure if he left Las Vegas yet or if he was still visiting his mom.
"Alright I have a question for you Y/N." Penelope speaks up after a beat of silence.
"Hit me." You say back.
"Okay, you can totally say no if you want," She begins to say, "But are you okay if the team visits you today? They want to see you."
"Of course it's okay, I missed you guys." You beam, happy that your team is so eager to see you.
The rest of the car ride went exceedingly well, the laughter shared with Penelope is always a grand time in your eyes. You are so glad that things worked out the way it did; you felt as though you'd be miserable if you were still stuck with Sam and Tom.
As Penelope pulls up to her apartment complex, you can see all the cars of the team members outside, including Spencer's. You smile to yourself a bit because of it, and Penelope quickly puts the car in park and jumps out to help you. She gathers your suitcase for you and hands it off to you as she gets every door for you. After walking up a few flights of stairs, you suck in a deep breath as she opens the door to her apartment.
The rest of your team stands there smiling, ready to welcome you home. Each and every one of them comes up to greet you.
"I missed you guys." You finally say after walking away from the last person. They all say it back.
"I'm going to go set my suitcase in my room and I will get back to you all, okay?" You speak up and walk away. They all nod in understanding and return to their conversations.
As you walk into your room in Penelope's apartment, you notice that some of the things on your desk has been moved around a bit. You ignore it though, and drop your suitcase on your floor.
Sighing, you jump as someone begins knocking at your door.
"Come in!" You say as you look around your room. You hear the door open, but you aren't sure who it is since your back is facing the door.
"Hey." Spencer says, leaning against the doorway. You turn around and smile at him.
"Hi." You say back, walking up to him.
"We still need to talk, yeah?" He says, obviously referring to your confession at the hospital. You were hoping he'd forget, but this is Spencer Reid we are talking about. He doesn't forget anything.
"We can talk once everybody leaves, okay?" You ask, and he nods. You both return to the small get together, and enjoy the teams presence for a few hours. Once everyone begins to die down a little and get tired, people started to trickle out.
When it's just you, Spencer, Penelope, and Derek left, you start to walk around and pick up some trash from earlier events. Spencer helps a little, and Penelope and Derek giggle off in the distance. A few minutes later, they walk up to you two.
"We are going to get some food, do you guys want to join?" Derek asks with his arm resting on Penelope's shoulder.
"I'm good, I'm just going to stay here. I'm tired." You say, holding your hand up indicating your refusal.
"I'll stay with her." Spencer shrugs, and Penelope giggles as Derek whispers something to her.
"Alright, well if you two change your mind don't hesitate to join us." Derek says, leading Penelope out and leaving just you and Spencer alone.
You both stand there awkwardly for a few moments, not sure what to say. You haven't seen each other in a few weeks now, and now that you two are both together and alone once more, its inevitable the conversation that lay ahead. You've thought about how you've wanted to make up an excuse for your confession so long ago, or how you wanted to just deny it was ever said. But deep down you know it's something that needs to be acknowledged. Also, the unsureness of whether he feels the same nags at you relentlessly.
"Let's sit," You say, gesturing towards the couch. He nods and sits, and you plop down next to him.
"Is it true?" He finally says after a few beats.
"Is what true?" You retort back, knowing full well what he is talking about but still playing coy.
"What you said back at the hospital when I was still in a coma." He says matter of factly.
"Yeah, um. I really do think you deserve someone better." You say, still trying to avoid the topic despite knowing it should be talked about.
"Y/N," He says, kind of annoyed, "You know what am I talking about."
"What do you think of it?" You ask back.
"I think I want to know if it's true or not." You look at him deeply, and out of your perphipal vision you can see his leg bouncing nervously. You rest your hand on his knee to calm him down a bit, and his leg slows down.
You take in a deep breath, repeating your mantra in your head saying that it is now or never.
"Yes," You confess, "It's true." You look into his eyes once more, never breaking the intense eye contact.
He sucks in a huge gust of air as well, shocked to hear you say it's true. He doesn't say something right away, causing you to worry. Because of this, you stand up and begin to walk away but he grabs you by your hand and pulls you back down and onto the couch.
He cups your face in his hands. "No matter how angry I was with you, Y/N. I never stopped loving you. I hated myself for it for years, but having you here right in front of me confirms one thing. I'll always love you, no matter what." He smiles, tears threatening to fall from his eyes. "Can we pick up where we left off at the lake?" He grins.
You wrap your arms around him, feeling like you are finally home. You press your lips onto his, elated that he feels the same. His body against yours makes your heart race at an impossible rate, your vision filled with nothing but him. Your mouth works against his, moving in perfect harmony.
He pulls you closer to him, and deepens the kiss. You can feel the air shifting; the mood too.
"Are you sure?" He asks, pulling off of you for a second as he recognizes where this moment may lead to.
"Yes." You say confidently, pushing back onto him. He smiles against your lips, and you do the same. His hands explore your body, taking in your features as if he'll never get to do it again. Grunts and groans emit in the room, but all you can hear is the beat of your heart and Spencer's breathing. You smile to yourself once more, happy this is finally happening. He begins to travel down further and peppers your neck with kisses, biting down here and there. He begins to suckle on your soft skin on your collar bone, laughing as a gasp leaves your mouth.
"You still like that, huh?" He teases, earning a scoff from you.
He continues to litter your perfect skin with kisses and hickeys. As he makes his way back top to your face, your hands work through his hair. You tug it here and there, trying to show him how much you are enjoying this right now. He leans back down on you, just barely hovering over you. You can feel his hardness against your naval, causing you to blush rapidly.
"Let's go to my room?" You ask awkwardly. You fight the urge to cover your face, embarrassed and scared you just ruined the mood.
"Sure thing, love." Is all he says back though, getting off of you and helping you up from the couch. Your legs wobble a bit from the intense lust that surges through your body, but he soon resumes kissing you. You begin to guide him towards your room. As you make out and head towards your room, you two hit and knock over a few things as you go but successfully make it into the bedroom and land safely on your bed.
His hands trail up your body, a line of fire following. As he does so, your shirt begins to lift, exposing your bra to him. Nerves instantly take over, but you allow him to continue.
"You're so beautiful." He praises between kisses. He pauses for a moment and takes his shirt off, and soon resumes praising your body. In return, you pull your shirt off and allow him to remove your bra.
"You have no idea how many times I've thought about this." You sigh as his hands begin to fondle your breasts. You fight back moans that bubble in your throat, but a few manage to escape. This causes Spencer to smirk each time. He continues to praise your body, lazily kisses at you until finally he makes his way to the area you now needed him the most. He slowly approaches your core with his mouth, kissing down your naval area until he is stopped by the leggings you are still wearing. Your hands make their way down there, and you begin to slide down your leggings before he stops you.
"Let me." Is all he says, and continues to work your pants down your legs and throws them across the room with no care of where they go. You blush as you fully realize you are laying almost completely naked in front of Spencer, despite knowing all the times he has seen you nude.
"Every time I see you like this it takes my breath away." He smirks, and begins slowly pulling at the waistband of your panties. You can see the lust in his eyes; his typical brown eyes blown up with black. You look at him longingly, panting as you await your sweet pleasure. As he works your panties down, he reveals how ready you are for him.
"Jesus, Y/N." He curses under his breath as he sees your wetness. You blush a bit at his cursing, but continue to wriggle under him in attempt to feel any pleasure that your centre is currently screaming for.
He places a hand down on your stomach and pushes you back, stilling you. "Patience, love. I don't want to rush this." He whispers.
He continues his kisses around your core, hitting every spot except for your clit. Moans fly out of your mouth still, causing Spencer to continue to tease you. Your mind swirls all around, overwhelmed with lust and longing.
Spencer surprises you when he licks a stripe up your core unexpectedly. You let out a loud moan as he does so, causing him to chuckle. You hold onto his head, massaging his scalp as he pleasures you. He continues to lick you, wracking your body with pleasure. He turns his attention on your clit, suckling and licking as he hums against you. Your body shakes with pleasure, an orgasm building quicker than you expected. He repeats these movements over and over, until you are coming harder than ever on his tongue. Moans emit loudly into the otherwise quiet apartment, your legs shaking from how powerful your release was. You disorient a bit, until your breathing stills a bit and come back down from your amazing high.
You look at him with glassy eyes, showing a lazy smile and still running your hands through his hair.
"Holy shit, Spencer." You finally say. He begins unbuckling his pants and drops them around his ankles. Your breath leaves your lungs when you see the bulge in his pants.
He pulls his boxers down and reveals his length, and your eyes go wide. You've laid with Spencer before, but that was back with you two were in high school. Now, Spencer has toned out and he has, well, grown in some areas.
He chuckles to himself and pushes himself on top of you. He kisses you with great passion, causing you to clench. You needed him right now.
"Spencer...please." You beg in between kisses.
"Please what?" He smirks, and resumes kissing you. As much as you enjoyed kissing him, you needed him in you. Now.
"Please fuck me. Now." You burn, your body shaking once more with need. He only smirks, and jumps off the bed, leaving you cold and needy. He grabs a condom from his pocket, and puts it on quicker than ever. He returns to you, his body flush against yours and his cock centimeters away from your core.
"You are one-hundred percent sure?" He asks once more, his voice soft.
"Yes." You say with great power, and Spencer complies. His penis guides into you with ease, a moan ripping through your throat as he buries himself deep inside you. You can feel him stretching you out, pain mixed with pleasure as he begins to move inside you. He grunts and groans above you, his face twisted with concentration and pleasure.
Despite making you finish earlier, you can feel pleasure bubbling up in your core once more. As he fucks you mercilessly, his hand makes its way back to your clit and lightly circles it. Your hips buck when he does so, accepting the sensitive pleasure. He lays back down onto your chest, and lazily kisses you as he buries himself in you.
You two continue this for a few more minutes, until you feel your body building up another orgasm. Pleasure waves over you, again shaking with power as stars cover your vision. Spencer finishes quickly after you, sighing as he makes a final pump inside of you and pulls out. He collapses next to you, and discards the condom in your bedside bin. You two don't say anything for a while, just heavily breathing and trying to catch your breath from what you two just did.
"Wow." You finally say in between breaths.
"Wow." He says back, turning his head towards you. You do the same, and smile at him. He kisses you again, and you smile against his lips.
"I'm going to go to the bathroom real quick, okay?" You say. He nods, and you jump up off your bed and head towards the bathroom.
As you close the door, you rest your back against the door and smile to yourself.
"I can't believe that just happened." You say to yourself, grinning wide.
You push off the door, and use the bathroom quickly. As you wash your hands, you look at yourself in the mirror. Your cheeks are still stained red, and your lips swollen. Pink splotches are littered all over your neck and collarbones, but hickeys are all over your chest and breasts. You run your hands over the spots, relishing in them and thinking back to what you and Spencer did moments ago. After you are done admiring yourself, you walk out of the bathroom and return to your bedroom.
As you walk into the bedroom, you see Spencer getting dressed. You frown a bit at this, but decide not to say anything. In that moment, you decide to get dressed as well. You go to your dresser and pull out a sweater, sweatpants, and a clean pair of underwear. Quickly pulling them on you, you notice Spencer finished and was watching you from the bed.
You grin at him as you notice. You saunter over to him and kiss him once more, like you can't get enough.
"Derek and Penelope should be back any moment." You sigh, crawling onto his lap and facing towards him.
"Yeah," He begins, "I know."
You frown a bit. "I wish they weren't coming back."
He smiles down at you. "Me too." He says in a lower voice, causing you to shiver.
As you start to respond, you can hear the apartment door open and Derek and Penelope's voices quickly follow. You groan as you hop off Spencer's lap and sit next to him. You both can hear Derek and Penelope whispering outside your door. You look at Spencer and silently giggle, and he returns the same gesture.
"Are we cleared to come in?" Derek booms outside your door.
"Sure thing, Derek." You yell back, and the door opens. Derek and Penelope look at you two expectedly, the looks on their faces indicating they were expecting to see something going on between you two. Instead, they just see the two of you sitting on opposite sides of your bed doing your own thing. You were scrolling through your phone, and Spencer had pulled out a book and was reading it.
"How was dinner?" Spencer asks while still reading. You glance over to him and see him turning pages extremely fast.
"Oh, it was amazing! You guys should've joined us, I really think Y/N would've loved it!" Penelope word-vomits.
"Next time, Pen." You say, biting your lip and trying your best not to look at Spencer and make it obvious.
"I think it's time we kick the boys out," Penelope winks. You smile at her and nod your head, agreeing.
"We will see you guys tomorrow, alright?" You say, getting up from the bed.
"Sure thing, cupcake." Derek says, patting the doorway. "Let's go, pretty boy."
"I need to talk to Y/N privately first. If that's okay?" He asks.
"Sure." Derek says, and leads Penelope away. They close the door behind them and leave you two alone once more.
"I just want you to know I don't regret what happened earlier. And everything I said, I meant." He says, looking at you deep in your eyes.
"I love you, Spencer. I always will." You smile. He cups your face once more with his hands and kisses you tenderly. You smile as he pulls away, missing his lips on yours already.
"I love you too, Y/N. I always will." He smiles, and leaves your room.
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a/n: Thank you for reading this chapter! Finally Y/N and Spencer did it hehe! I love you all and have a great day :)
--baubrothel