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Staresso Portable Espresso Maker
Staresso Portable Espresso Maker
Anyone who appreciates coffee will tell you that the Aeropress is the king of the coffee makers, but given the volume of overlooked quality coffee makers available out there, it seems like that crown was wrongly awarded. Join us for a review of one of those examples : today we’re reviewing the Staresso Portable Espresso Maker.
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The Freak, Geek and Miss Indiana
18+ Spencer Reid x Eddie Munson x Reader
Summary: 3 unlikely friends choose to spend the rest of their life together
Warnings: polyamory, 3 ways, smut, oral sex (m+f), fingering (m+f), vaginal sex, anal sex, condoms, teasing, praise, sub-Spencer, dom-Eddie, multiple orgasms, mommy/daddy kink
Of all the weird friend groups in Hawkins, they were a trio beyond anyone's wildest dreams. Eddie the Freak Munson, Kid Genius Spencer Reid and Miss Indiana, Y/N Henderson, have been absolutely inseparable since kindergarten. Now, however, they lived a less than fabulous life together in the Forrest Hills Trailer Park.
Eddie still lived with his uncle, but he did spend a lot of time at Y/N and Spencer’s place, just two trailers down from Waynes. Like every day, Spencer comes home from work and showers the bad coffee and stale book smell off, Eddie rolls them all a joint and Y/N prepares their munchie meal. And like clockwork, they make their way back into the main bedroom to just veg out.
Y/N had her head in Spencer’s lap while he played with her hair, her legs resting over Eddie’s lap as he caressed her soft skin with his cold rings. It was so peaceful to just be there, at peace, high, and alone with her boys who she loved so much… her brown-eyed beauties with the softest hearts and the sweetest smiles. Both like big teddy bears, they would never hurt a soul… unless that soul fucked with their girl.
Being the only polyamorous couple in Hawkins was hard. It came with a lot of names directed at them, awful, horrible things, but they never let it go to heart, not when no one understood the love they had for each other.
Spence asks Eddie about his day, he rants about how boring it is still being in high school while his partners are off having jobs and being adults.
“Just because I work at the police station does not mean I’m an adult. I’m a glorified computer,” he complains.
Y/N sighs as she snuggles closer to Spencer’s belly, basking in the closeness but always wanting more, “either of you in the mood?”
They both laugh, turning to one another, “always,” they say at the same time. “How could I not get horny with you two always around?” Eddie teases.
Some people try and ask how it started, often guessing she started dating one of them and then the other joined… really, they’ve just always been this way. It was only natural for the 3 of them to spend their alone time experimenting over the years, falling in love was inevitable, they were 3 pieces of a whole heart that couldn’t bare being shattered any longer.
She sits up and straddles Spencer first, cupping his face with her hands as she looks at him carefully and then over to Eddie who was moving in closer too.
Kissing at the same time was always funny, their noses bumped in the middle, making them giggle and rest their foreheads together for a moment. It’s when she kisses Eddie that things start to heat up, Spencer’s hands travel under her skirt as his lips tour her jaw and neck. Eddie’s hands focus on both of them, one hand in Spencer’s hair at the nape of his neck and the other lightly around her throat. His rings are cold against her hot skin, Spencer’s breath under her ear is heavy, desperate even.
She breaks away from the kiss enough to push Eddie’s face towards Spencer’s, watching them make out made her heartbeat travel south, her clit was basically thumping along to the rhythm that her hips started to follow. Grinding against Spencer’s bulge, he moans into Eddie’s mouth and Eddie’s grip gets tighter on Y/N's throat by proxy.
“Who wants what?” Eddie mumbles against Spencer’s mouth.
“Hmm?” Spencer’s barely listening, too wrapped up in his lovers.
Y/N looks at Spencer and then at Eddie, unable to pick who she wants more, “you guys can decide today.”
“I wanna bottom,” Spencer admits abruptly, trying to steal more kisses from Eddie while he smiles, getting nothing but teeth.
Eddie nips at Spencer’s bottom lip just as he tugs on his hair and prompts a beautiful moan from him. “Think you can still fuck the lady while I’m fucking you?”
He nods, “I’ll be extra good for you this time, I promise,” Spencer all but cries. “Please?”
“What d’ya say, princess?” Eddie looks to you for approval. “You wanna ruin him together?”
“Absolutely,” she immediately starts unbuttoning Spencer’s shirt as Eddie hops off their big bed to close the blinds and get everything they need for an afternoon of lovemaking.
He pulls her in for another kiss while she pushes the shirt off his shoulders and feels him up. He’s so warm and soft and sweet. His stubble is prickly as she moves her kisses south, going down his neck with open-mouthed kisses headed straight for his sensitive nipples. She brushes her teeth against the sensitive bud, making Spencer moan so beautifully.
A couple of condoms and a bottle of lube are tossed onto the bed just as Y/N slips down Spencer and off the bed, resting her knees on the carpeted floor, she unbuckles his belt and starts pulling his pants off. She takes a second to take her own shirt off, flinging it behind herself and crawling back into his lap.
With one less layer, Spencer’s hard cock is much more prominent when she grinds down on him, making him whimper. He digs his fingers into her hips, pulling her skirt up to her waist to he can watch her covered pussy move over his bulge.
When Eddie’s kneeling back on the bed, he’s in just his blue checkered boxers. Cock hard, he palms himself through the fabric. “Having fun, pretty boy?”
“Yes, daddy,” he turns to Eddie and reaches for him with grabby hands, beckoning him closer. Eddie places his hand on Spencer’s cheek, caressing his bottom lip with his thumb before guiding it into his mouth.
His perfectly talented mouth…
Y/N brushes Spencer’s hair out of his face while he sucks on Eddie's thumb, getting a better look at him as he slips fully into subspace. His eyes closed, eyes rolling back into his head as he rested against the wall.
With her other hand, she reaches into Eddie’s boxers and pulls him out, she spits into her hand and wraps it around his cock. Pumping him a few times, “how’s it feel?”
“Fantastic, princess,” he bites his lip, looking at hers before diving in for them.
When Eddie takes his thumb out of Spencer’s mouth, he’s a babbling mess, “wan it, please?” He opens his mouth and leans forward, ever the cockslut.
Y/N gets off his lap, the positions change so many times when they all had sex together, it was like a really rewarding game of musical chairs.
Eddie sits on the bed, head resting on a pillow as Spencer gets between his legs on all 4s, wasting no time before engulfing eddies cock in his mouth. “Not too good, baby,” Eddie runs his fingers through Spencer’s hair, “still want me to be able to fuck you after this, right?”
He pulls off his cock just to nod, teasing his length with his tongue and fondling his balls at the same time. He could spend the whole night between his legs if he was allowed.
It’s so hot being able to just watch. Y/N wiggles her way out of her skirt and searches the bed for the lube. Once she finds it, she runs her fingernails gently down Spencer's spine to let him know where she was going… right between his cheeks. Working him open for Eddie was her favourite part. She knew how big he was, she knew how good the stretch felt so preparing Spencer to take it, guiding him down on eddies cock, whispering in his ear that he’s such a good boy for mommy… she could cum just thinking about it.
His back arches, his legs spread, and he’s overly ready to have his lights fucked out. She gets on the bed behind him, settling down between his legs, she runs her hand over his bare ass soothingly and then replaces it with a gentle slap.
He moans around Eddie’s cock, “fuck,” Eddie's eyes flicker, “do that again, baby.”
She slaps the exact same spot on Spencer's ass, watching her red hand print come to life on his lily white cheek. He moans again, taking Eddie even deeper this time. Eddie rests his head against the pillow, jaw slack, blissed out. And then Spencer moans again when he hears her pop the cap on the lube.
She coats her 3 fingers in lube and moves in closer, spreading his cheeks slightly before she runs her finger gently over the hole. He shutters, it's just a little bit too cold but that won’t last for long. She gently starts with her index finger, pushing through the tight layer of muscle like all those times before.
“Still so fucking tight,” she praises him, knuckle deep now. She starts to pump in and out a few times, finding he's ready enough for a second finger and slowly starting the stretching over again with them both. Past the first knuckle, then the second until she can’t go in anymore, she lets him adjust and then she starts to pick up speed.
Curling her fingers, she finds his prostate from the inside, and with her other hand, she places a few fingers on his perineum to massage it from the outside too. It always made him whine, slipping off eddies cock to beg for more, Eddie simply runs his fingers through Spencer's hair and directs him back onto his cock.
“Patients, baby, you’re not ready yet,” Eddie adds his soothing words, “your moth feels sooo good, I’m not ready to give it up just yet, pretty boy. You think you can be good while mommy stretches you open for me?”
He whines again and taps eddies thigh just the once, a silent yes that was understood between them all. He’s so needy it’s adorable, and as much as she wants to drag it out and make him earn it, she also can’t wait till it’s her turn to get fucked.
She adds the third finger, pumping in and out of him with vigour and basking in the sweet sounds he made as a result.
Eddie pulls him off by his hair and grips his cock at the base so he won’t cum too soon, “careful, baby.”
“Sorry,” he pants, lips swollen, eyes blown out with lust, he was the most fuckable creature on earth.
“Don’t be, beautiful,” Eddie sits up, causing Y/N to pull out of Spencer and get off the bed too. “You ready for some more?”
He nods, “can I eat mommy’s pussy first?”
“Absolutely,” she reaches for the boxers she took off Spencer to clean her fingers off and then she throws them back to the floor. “How are we doing this?”
“Lay down, Miss Indiana,” Eddie instructs, it had been years since she won that stupid contest and yet Eddie still reminded her with pride.
Positioning Spencer in the middle of them both, still, on his hands and knees, only his partners had changed spots. Eddie rolls a condom onto Spencer first, knowing he won’t want to stop when he’s eventually ready to fuck her, and then he wraps his own cock and coats it in a generous amount of lube.
Spencer’s between her legs, eating her out before she’s even fully situated on the bed. He wraps his arms around her legs and pulls her cunt right to his face, nose deep, he favours every moment of it.
Y/N arches her back, gripping the sheets with a moan, “oh, fuck, right there, sweet boy… fuck, I was so jealous watching you suck daddy's cock like that, your mouth is so fucking good, baby.”
“Isn’t it sinful?” Eddie smirks as he lines up with Spencer's hole. He pushes in slowly and groans, “fuck, baby…”
“Tight, right?” She teases, running her fingers through Spencer's curls with a content sigh,
Eddie raises a hand and smacks Spencer's ass before really fucking him, “we really do have the best boy in Hawkins, babe.”
With every thrust, Spencer's nose bumped against her clit as he tongue fucked her. The force of the bed moving made her tits jiggle, which Eddie loved to watch from his spot behind Spencer.
“Mm,” Y/N starts to feel her orgasm bubble, knowing if she cums now she be able to cum again by the time the boys are done. Her turnaround wasn’t fast enough to accomplish that. “Fuck me, please baby, I need you deeper?”
Eddie pulls out then too, “you heard her come on.” He instructs Spencer forward more, spreading her legs and settling his cock right where his tongue used to be. “You first,” Eddie insists, watching Spencer slip inside of her as her eyes roll back in her head.
While Eddie was thick and delicious, filling her up perfectly whenever he did so, Spencer was long… huge even. With every thrust the tip of his cock kissed her cervix, deeper than she ever thought possible, she wraps her arms around him and holds him close to her body, allowing him to arch his back and let Eddie back in.
Sandwiched between them, Spencer’s in heaven. Y/N wraps her legs around them, ankles resting on the back of eddies thighs as he stays still, letting Spencers thrusts in and out of her and also control how fast he got fucked. It was always too much for him, so much sensation that Spencer just teetered back and forth until Eddie gripped his hips and used him like a toy.
The faster Eddie fucked Spencer, the more Y/N felt every time Spencer slammed back into her. She couldn’t stay quiet, releasing a slew of moans and gasps and curse words, meanwhile, Spencer just whined as he took it.
“Like that? Huh?” Eddie growled in his ear, “getting even tighter now, you close pretty boy? Is it too much being in that sweet pussy while I fuck you?”
“Y-yeah,” he mumbles.
“Sorry, what was that?” Eddie slows down, teasing them both when he really just means to torment Spencer by making him last longer.
“Yes, sir,” he says a bit louder. “Mmm dunno how much longer, sir, feels so good.”
“Thats what I like to hear,” he fucks back into him with vigour, “but you can’t cum until mommy does, you hear me?”
“Yes sir,” he reaches for a pillow and shoves it under Y/N’s hips, lifting her up enough so that he can rub her clit as Eddie trades his body between them. It’s all too much for Spencer but he tries his hardest to stay there. “Cum for me, mommy, please?” He begs while rubbing her clit in quick little circles with one hand, and he braces himself with the other.
She's trying to hold back, wanting to make him beg harder but it feels too good, the scene unfolding in front of her is too sexy… her back arches as her orgasm hits, and she grips the sheets when she really wants to run her nails down Spencers back.
Eddie knows that, so he pushes Spencer down on top of her, still inside of her, so she can wrap her arms around him and hold him close for his own orgasm. Eddie changes his angle and fucks into Spencer harder, his pubic bone still rubbing against Y/N’s clit and sending shockwaves through her whole body.
Her hands roam Spencer's back, he attacks the right side of her neck with kisses and love bites, moaning against her skin while he got fucks into oblivion. “Please, please, please?” He starts to beg, quivering against her as his knees give out.
“Let go, baby,” Eddie gives him permission.
“Cum for me,” she whispers in his ear, earning the sweetest whine from him.
Spencer's hips start to sputter and nonsense leaves his drooling mouth as he cums, cock throwing deep inside of her as he fills the condom. Eddie isn’t too far behind him either, Spencer got so fucking tight when he came that Eddie just needed a few more pumps until he was cumming too.
Roughly fucking Spencer still as he rides out his orgasm, “fuck,” he slams into him once last time and then drops onto the both of them.
“Are you trying to kill me?” Y/N whispers, squished under her boyfriend without much oxygen left… it was one hell of a way to die.
Eddie pulls out and rolls off, “sorry,” he mumbles as he takes the spot beside her and cuddles into her shoulder. Spencer’s still on top of her, cuddled into the other side, “you did so good, baby.”
“Mm, thanks,” Spencer smiles, eyes closed, he could fall asleep like this.
Y/N kept running her fingers up and down his back gently, doing what Spencer called tickling him. It was gentle, calm, sweet. The complete opposite of what just occurred.
“I love you guys,” Eddie whispers, pressing a kiss to her shoulder and then over to Spencer’s. “So, so much.”
“Love you,” Y/N whispers, she struggles to get her arm out from under Eddie, wrapping it around him and holding him closer. His face was right on her boob, his personal favourite place to be.
“Mhm,” Spencer hums, already mostly asleep, cute as ever.
“Let's give him a few minutes before we get cleaned up,” Y/N whispers to Eddie, “he’s just too sweet like this.”
“Kay,” he agrees, closing his eyes too and joining Spencer in his nap.
With both her boys snuggled up and content, close to her heart and safe in her arms, she couldn’t be any happier. This was her whole world just in one little bed, the way it was supposed to be for the rest of her life.
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nsfw confession below the cut !! MINORS DNI !!
okay i just got my soul snatched 😀 just hooked up with my old guy bsf/first ever body for the first time in like 5 years…let’s call him J! for context i am a 4’9 mixed emo bitch & he’s a 6’2 yt boy with hella tats….that man took my innocence and first introduced me into toxic relationships lmao !! but no actually…he really ruined me…had me crying into my pillow and then humping it minutes later bc he had me conditioned to think of his dick every time i cried since he’d have me sobbing on his dick any chance he got 😭
after i finally let him take my virginity i was ruined bro…every time we hung out i had to get his dick someway. he had me obsessed with him and his dick and that’s exactly how he wanted it, too. no matter how much we fought or got on each other’s nerves we just kept coming back because no one else could fuck like us. he ignited my size kink before i even knew wtf that was…i remember the first time he ever fingered me and i was so scared because his fingers were so big and he just kept telling me he’d make ‘em fit while playing my clit threw my panties…and god after we fell off i just never had another guy ever made me cum again 😭 only girls and myself since…
well we recently got back in touch and we’ve been hanging and chilling since he got out of jail (LMAO OOPS) !! well bitch he took me out since this mfering morning!! he bought me a fat ass breakfast, took me shopping, took me to get coffee and pastries from my face cafe, took me to the speedway, got me to try funnel cake for the first time, and after a day full of fun he took me to his house and proceeded to fuck the absolute shit out of me….
okay let’s break this down bc i’m a whore !! when he took me shopping he picked out this like light pink satin dress that fits me SO GOOD…it also has a slit up my left leg & makes my tits look AMAZING…well i ended up changing after he bought it for me and keeping it on the rest of the day…and he just kept sneaking glances at me the whole day and i was blushing so hard jfc it’s embarrassing tbh.
well he ended up staring into my eyes while he rolled and i just super flustered and i started blushing and looking away and he was like “no no no..i spoil you all day and got you sitting pretty on my couch while i roll a blunt to smoke you out…the least you could do is let me look at you while i do.” and i just wanted to mount him. like fully just yank his pants off and ride his dick into the sunset 😩
so i looked back in his eyes and i know he could tell i was already going stupid for him from the dumb ass smirk he gave me…well while we were smoking let’s just say i get bold when high…and today was my first day smoking in two weeks so j was pretty geeked by hit like 4 😭 i ended up in his lap with him smoking the blunt and guiding my hips while i grinded on him…bro he made sure i kept getting hits in and the weed was just hitting and i was so sensitive and god J always gets so dirty when he’s high bc he doesn’t have a filter…and he just ended up having to put the blunt out bc i was just begging him to fuck me like at that point i was soaking thru to his pants 😭
j finally got his dick out and i was just so needy i lined him up and just started pushing down…his dick is literally the biggest i’ve ever taken and riding him is just a whole different world of full. so be grabbed my hips real quick and he was like “careful baby don’t wanna hurt yourself, huh? or do you like it when i get you a little hurt, yeaaah i know you like it when i treat you a little rough, don’t you baby?” and i was just moaning out yesyesyes love it when you hurt me a little baby love it so much !
and after he finally got me adjusted to his big ass dick he just started fucking me on him like a rag doll…i thought he was gonna let me have some control but i should’ve known better lmao…i think i just forgot he’s so strong so when he started slamming my body up and down on top of his cock like that i was just floating dude…i’m usually not that loud in the bedroom but he had me screaming !! 😭
and i went to go take the dress off but he fucking growled at me dude…held my hands behind my back with one of his while he choked me with his other one and just started fucking up into me so hard, but slow..he was staring me in the eyes with these fucking crazy eyes like he was gonna kill me or smth and he was like “don’t you dare take this dress off, not when you look so pretty wearing what i got you. yeah baby, say you look pretty. tell daddy how pretty you look while i’m deep in your fucking princess pussy, come on. say it. say it or you’re not coming, not on this dick, not at all. now, fucking. say. it.” and when i tell you my mouth started blabbing! i was not about to miss the opportunity to come, especially on his heavenly cock!
mm i look so pretty daddy, so pretty in the dress you got me! thank you for giving me your big dick,- fuck, you’re so deep please baby fuck me hard please needacumsobad!
and with that he flipped us over and literally POUNDED me until i was squiring all over him and he just kept going kept fucking using me like his little rag doll….and i let him…and even though it’s only been a few hours since this happened im still probably gonna meet up with him in 15 minutes to fuck again, bc i’m simply weak. he makes my toes curl and idc if he ends bad i’m having fun and getting my pussy absolute obliterated !!
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Dean Winchester x Reader
Word Count: 1250
Warnings: Smut. Incredibly fluffy smut.
A/N: For @deanwanddamons 2K Challenge! My quote was “I want to play a game.” Thanks so much for letting me join in on this, and congrats!
Her fingers graze his skin, trailing up his shoulder blades, skating over the knobs of his spine, and Dean smiles into the pillow.
“What’s the game today?” he asks sleepily. There’s no rhyme or reason to the touch that he can tell. Sometimes she traces words into his skin, spelling out secret messages just for him. Sometimes she tries to guess the stories behind the scars — she always kisses them afterward, sweet and reverent.
“Making constellations,” she answers. “Stay right where you are for a sec.”
“Don’t think I could move if I tried.”
He loves this about her. She plays games and sees beauty in his skin, and she marvels at the tiny everyday wonders: freckles, sunsets, coffee. She always points out wildflowers on the side of the road. If they’re walking through the woods she’ll stop and turn over logs and exclaim at every salamander as if she’s never seen one before. She compliments strangers and makes faces at children and always sings in the shower.
Dean didn’t have that innocent, childish sort of wonder in his life — not until he met her. Face down enough gods and monsters, you start to get a little jaded about the everyday things. Spend too much time focusing on the darkness in the world, you start to lose sight of the light that shines through.
She rummages through something on the desk, for a second, and then she comes back, straddling his hips again. She leans forward, draping herself over him, breasts and stomach soft against his bare skin. It’s such a random touch, and there’s nothing inherently sexual in it, but Dean has yet to find a way of making contact between their bodies that doesn’t turn him on.
“This one here, we’re going to call it Impalus,” she says, and he can hear the smile in her voice. The ink is cool on his skin. “According to ancient myth, it was the mighty chariot of warriors. Instead of sending its broken pieces to the scrap yard, Zeus hung them from the heavens.”
“Feminine ends in A in Latin,” Dean mumbles. “Still just Impala.” He’s no Sam, but all those years of reciting incantations and poring over spell books have taught him a couple things.
If he was in her place, he’d make some snarky comment about that, call him a geek, but she just hums in agreement and brushes her lips over the patch of skin.
The marker tickles as she draws another new constellation on his shoulder. Dean doesn’t mind.
It seems appropriate: connecting the dots, taking scattered pinpricks of light and weaving them together, giving them meaning, turning them into more than they were.
Dean has always tried to hold onto scraps of joy, snatches of family dinners and the moments when the perfect song comes on the radio, but sometimes he used to lose track of the good memories. Sometimes they got swallowed in the darkness.
These days, it’s different. She draws his attention to the joy, and now he can’t stop seeing all these little sparks that illuminate his life. This morning alone: the smell of bacon when he woke up — the smile on her face when he wrapped his arms around her — the way her voice echoed off the tile as she stood pink-cheeked in the steam — and this, right here, right now: lying in their bed, his legs tangled in sheets, and the fact that they smell like her, because she’s woven herself into every part of his life all the way down to the cotton fibers that brush her skin at night.
There are so many tiny everyday wonders that Dean never would’ve noticed before, and then there’s her, tying it all together, taking the scattered fleeting moments of joy in his life and turning them into a story. She makes it all mean something. She shows him pictures in the stars when he’s forgotten to look for the light.
She’s tickling his ribs, and Dean laughs, tries to buck her off, rolls over onto his back. She straddles him, naked, eyes lit up with mischief, and Dean tickles her right back.
It’s playful until it’s abruptly not, and isn’t that always how it goes with her? One moment she’s batting away his hands, shrieking with laughter, and the next moment he’s resting his palms on her belly and reeling with the enormity of what they’re doing.
Then she’s kissing him, soft sweet mouth plush and eager on his as she laces their fingers together and pins his hands to the pillow, and —
“God, that’s —” he chokes out, as she rolls her hips.
“Fuck. Dean.”
— and then she’s squirming, rocking until he’s pressed right between her legs, slotted in against slick heat, teasing the length of him without letting him in. Her mouth is open and red, and she’s still pinning him, so he can’t capture her lips, but he strains against her grip, leans up and gets his mouth on her nipple to tug it between his teeth. She makes a dirty desperate noise and lets go, reaching down between them to guide him into her, and as soon as his hands are free he wraps his arms around her and pulls her down, running his hands over every part of her he can reach.
He crushes her to his chest as she squeezes around his cock and gasps into his mouth, and it feels so good he’s seeing stars. She grinds down on him, hips swiveling, clenching hot-wet-tight like her body is trying to suck him in deeper as she works herself up.
He loves the way she looks when she doesn’t give a fuck how she looks. He loves the way her muscles shift, the way her tits and ass bounce and jiggle, the way her skin shines with sweat — it’s art. Dean wishes he could paint or sculpt or do anything that could capture the agonized, ecstatic look on her face, because it’s art. She’s art.
She’s moaning, rough and filthy. Her cunt is silky-soft and dripping as she squeezes around him, and she curses like a goddamn sailor: “Motherfucker — so fucking close, Dean — don’t you fucking dare stop — fuck, I love you.”
Sacred and profane all at once, like the best art is.
Dean has a fistful of her soft hair and a ribcage full of this hammering swollen thing that used to be his heart, and he’s so in love with her he can’t think straight.
She’s close, close enough that all she can do is move, less coordinated and more frantic by the second. Dean rolls his hips, grinding into her, and then she shudders and shouts as her orgasm hits. The living heat of her body ripples and spasms around him and sends him over the edge, and the world dissolves into white light, bright enough to blind him.
Dean’s seen miracles in his time. He’s seen things that shook the earth and rattled the heavens, and somehow the biggest miracle is the fact that he made it through to this moment: cradling her close, stroking her skin, imagining the microscopic spark of life inside her as the last faraway star completing a massive constellation… Dean can’t see the pattern yet, can’t figure out what shape it’ll all take, but he knows she’ll be there to help him make sense of the story. She always knows how to connect the dots.
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How bout Luke and Spence's first kiss 😳
Replacements & Kisses
Summary: Spencer isn’t sure want to make of Luke Alvez
Pairing: Luke Alvez x Spencer Reid, implied Emily Prentiss x Penelope Garcia
Warnings: referenced drinking, implied NSFW, post prison Reid, some whump but mostly fluff :).
Word count: 1.3k
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His life wasn’t supposed to go like this. Spencer was suffering from PTSS. That much was obvious, and honestly expected after what he had gone through. The man had been to hell and back with his whole prison experience. Being accused in the first place. Watching the only person that was even remotely friendly die in front of him. And if that wasn’t enough, the second he was released he was thrown into a case, which just happened to be that of his missing mother. Finding out that the hitman he put away was behind all of it was just the icing on top of the cake.
And if that, too, wasn’t enough, just weeks later Emily was kidnapped. Steven Walker died. With all this bullshit going on, Spencer realized that the people he wanted to comfort him most were gone. Well, they weren’t gone, but they were no longer a part of the BAU. And that was as good as gone. Derek Morgan had his wife and son, another baby on the way, he couldn’t bother him. He didn’t want to be a burden. He honestly didn’t know where Aaron Hotchner was. The man was in WitSec and then seemingly dropped off the face of the earth.
Of course, he still had JJ. Garcia. Emily. Tara. Rossi. And he took advantage of that, spending time with JJ, Will, and their children, geeking out with Garcia, just being with Emily (she has something about her that can make just sitting in silence together distracting), having debates and academic discussions with Tara, he was welcome in Rossi’s mansion (including his expansive library) any time of day (or night).
Then there’s Luke. Spencer’s still not sure what to make of the man. He knows he’s just Derek’s replacement as the “muscle” of the group, and Spencer doesn’t think he wants a new Derek. He wants his best friend back, not this “newbie,” as Garcia calls him. He just doesn’t fit. And it might be all in Spencer’s head. He might just be averse to the change and refusing to accept it. (He is.)
He slowly learns that Luke Alvez is not the man he appears to be. Spencer expected a man full of toxic masculinity, a god complex because of his strength, just another big, strong man with a big, strong ego. That wasn’t the case. Luke Alvez was completely secure in his masculinity, humble, sweet, kind, caring, and absolutelyridiculouslyincrediblygorgeous. Not that Spencer would ever admit it out loud. But Spencer Reid isn’t exactly subtle.
JJ cornered him in Garcia’s office one day when she had left them together in a flurry to tell Emily something about an ad she saw about the show they both watch. They were sitting in extra chairs that Garcia had, drinking coffee (away from the equipment, of course), and enjoying a companionable silence. Said silence was broken when suddenly JJ looked up at him, eyes wide, and declared, “You have a crush on Luke.”
Spencer spluttered for a moment, “W-what? I- I have no idea what you’re talking about, JJ.” JJ gave him one of those “don’t act like I’m stupid, I can see straight through you,” looks. He caved. “Fine, okay, maybe I think he’s a little-” (another one of those looks) “okay, maybe I find him extremely attractive.”
JJ smirked. “Of course you do, have you ever looked at him? What else do you like about him?”
Spencer just sat there for a moment, thinking. “He’s nice. He’s not at all like I thought he was going to be. He’s intuitive and smart, and- and he called me out on my PTSS once. I respect him for that. He’s been helping me out with it ever since. His dog’s pretty great too.”
JJ’s expression morphed into a sad smile. “Oh, Spence. I think you should just go for it. Tell him how you feel. He wouldn’t react badly, even if he didn’t return the feelings, though I’m pretty sure he does.”
“You- you think he likes me, too?” Spencer asked, a slightly giddy smile on his face. JJ didn’t offer an answer. “JJ, I don’t even know if he likes men. I can’t even imagine how embarrassed I’d be if I said something, and he-” Spencer cut himself off. “I don’t want to think about that. Besides, workplace relationships are strictly prohibited. And homosexuality isn’t exactly something the FBI jumps to defend.”
“Spencer,” JJ said softly, effectively cutting off his ramble. “Do you really think anyone in the BAU would rat you out? I can’t imagine anyone but us finding out about it. And I think I have a way for us to find out if he likes men”
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That’s where they are now. Executing JJ’s ridiculous plan to get Luke drunk and have him spill all his secrets. It wasn’t going very well. He declared himself the designated driver fairly early on in the night, and hadn’t even had a beer. He and Spencer were the only members of their team that were even remotely sober. Emily and Penelope were grinding together on the dance floor (they thought the rest of the team didn’t know about their relationship, for whatever reason), Rossi and Tara were having a drunken conversation a booth over, JJ and Matt were off playing darts, which left Spencer and Luke alone in a corner booth of a too crowded bar with music thumping so loudly the bass made their table vibrate.
Spencer had expected it to be awkward, but the conversation flowed easily. Luke had steadily been moving closer to Spencer over the course of the night, and now they were nearly pressed together in the corner of that booth. “You know,” Spencer started after a brief lull in the conversation. “The point of tonight was to get you drunk and have you spill all your secrets, but here you are, stone cold sober.”
Luke laughed at that. “What secrets were you hoping to find out?”
Spencer blushed and looked down where his fingers had begun an anxious dance in their spot on the table. He had decided earlier that night that if Luke wasn’t going to get drunk, then he was just going to say fuck it and ask the man straight out. “I- it’s dumb. Never mind.”
“Aw, Spence,” Luke answered, causing Spencer to blush even redder at the nickname. “Now I really want to know. Anything that comes out of your genius brain can’t be dumb.”
Spencer took a deep breath, trying to steady himself before he said something he assumed he would quickly regret. He opened his mouth to speak and looked up at Luke, but when they made eye contact, it was like Spencer’s brain just stopped working. He forgot all of the words he was planning on saying, all he could think about was how much he wanted to kiss this man.
So, he did. There in that corner booth, vibrating table and all. I don’t want to say it was magical, because that’s kind of cliché and nondescriptive, but it was. It was all the clichés. Fireworks. Butterflies in his stomach. And then Luke started kissing back, and it was even better. It was soft and sweet, everything Spencer had expected.
They drove some of their drunken team members home, having to call a cab for the rest as there wasn’t enough room in the car. They soon found themselves making out with Spencer pressed up against the inside of Luke’s apartment door before they fell into bed together. Spencer would be lying if he said that wasn’t magical too, or that Luke Alvez wasn’t a damn good replacement.
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