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fliesforeyes · 2 months

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Reid smut blurb? Pegging/Anal for the first time. Slightly hard with GN!reader but I’m positive there’s a way for the wording to work! :)

ooo okay 🤭 also, i went with a GN afab reader, solely because im afab so i don't think id be able to write an amab reader very well!! this is longer than i expected..

spencer was nervous. he'd done everything you'd asked him to do, he'd cleaned himself efficiently, bought lube, waited on the bed for you to get home. stayed pliant as you kissed him when you arrived. he was never especially dominant, but right now he allowed himself to let the usual control he had drop.

spencer let himself get swallowed in the feeling of you fingering him, gently stretching him out in order to take the strap you had bought last week. he whined and moaned against your hair, your gentle kisses down his throat soothing his anxiousness. he opened his eyes as you pulled back, his hands settling on your bare waist.

"you ready, spence?" he nodded, biting his bottom lip. "words, baby," you whispered.

"yes, please," he replied, blushing. you smiled and pushed his hair out of his face. spencer watched as you stepped off the bed, putting on the strap, adjusting it to sit snug against your pelvis.

he sat pretty for you once you told him how to. his knees pressed into the mattress, face gently planted on a pillow, arms above his head, hands gripping the pillowcase. he spread his legs enough for you to settle between them, leaning over him to grab the bottle of lube he'd purchased. you squirted some in your hand, rubbing it along the shaft of your silicone cock.

"this'll be cold," you mumbled loud enough for spencer to hear before gently applying the lube to his hole, watching as he sucked in a harsh breath, your fingers occasionally slipping in. spencers head turned further to the side, he watched you in his peripheral as you lined your cock up with him.

his mouth opened as you slowly pushed in, relishing in the feeling of your hands settled on his hips, brows furrowing at the stretch.

"you okay?" you asked, eyes flitting between his flushed face and your cock.

"mhm, yeah," he gasped once he felt you fully inside him, pelvis pressed to his ass. "need a minute," he whispered, face burying slightly in his pillow.

"mhm, that's okay," you whispered, leaning over spencer to press a kiss along his spine, fingers gently caressing the soft skin of his ass.

he took a minute full of deep breaths, once he reached back for your hips and you felt him gently pushing himself against you, you knew he was ready for more. of course you started slow, gently pulling out about half way before pushing back in until you couldn't anymore, listening to the huffs and silent gasps the left spencers lips.

"you sound so beautiful baby, look so pretty taking me like this," you whispered, one hand gripping the fold of his hip as the other pressed against his lower back. you kept him in place while speeding up a bit, chuckling softly as spencer let out a loud whimper, burying his face in the pillow with a whine at your new tempo.

"feels so- fuck so good," he gasped, hands gripping the sheets. you knew he was close, with the way he met your thrusts halfway and with how loud he was- he was always so vocal when he was about to cum.

spencer gasped your name when you gently leaned over him, hand wrapping around his body to softly grab as his hard, leaking cock. he was so so sensitive by now, you knew when his breath picked up and his hips stuttered, not knowing if they should push into your hand or back onto your cock. he settled with staying as still as possible, legs shaking and your thrusts stayed steady, fingers teasing his tip.

"god- oh my god fuck im gonna cum," he sounded just as desperate as when he was pussy drunk, words mumbled but his moans so clear, even with his face pressed against a pillow, his drool leaving a wet spot beneath his lips. you stilled as you felt him cum against your hand and the bed, giving him a minute to calm before pulling out.

spencer rolled to lay on his side, not having the energy to clean up just yet, but his eyes watched your face.

"was that good?" you asked, partially to make sure he enjoyed it as much as it seemed, but also to see if you personally did well.

a dopey smile formed on spencers lips. "that was so good, we should do that more."

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samsshitfics · 11 months

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Overworked and in love.

Spencer Reid (Criminal Minds) X Male Reader

A/N: Happy pride month! Yay! we're illegal in America!!! How fun!

CW/TW: Reader comforts burnt out Spencer, that's it I think, anyway

FEM/FEM ALIGNED AND MINORS DNI!!!

Word count: 393 words

There had been a particularly rough case lately, one that everyone on the BAU was stressing about. Especially Spencer. He had been up for days, and was very tired, as evidenced by his constant spewing of facts like a fountain. Nobody could tell that the poor man was overworked and overwhelmed, except for (Reader), he knew that Spencer was having a very hard time, so he decided to help a bit. Morgan was sitting at his desk on the phone and sweet-talking Garcia into giving him information. "Thank you, sweetheart, you're a doll. I see a little lovin' coming your way later." If Garcia can't see the wink, she surely hears it. "Yo, Morgan!" (M/N) called from his desk. Morgan got up and walked over to him. "Yeah, what's up?" "Do you know if Spence has been okay lately? He seems to be struggling with this case and I'm worried about him." (M/N) looks over at his intelligent boyfriend, who has delved into the case file, even though he's reviewed it millions of times. "He's your boyfriend, go talk to him." Morgan nudges the S/C male and walks away. Later that day when (M/N) and Spencer arrive at their apartment, the H/C man has already concocted a plan in his scheming brain. Spencer sits on the couch with a sigh, setting his briefcase down on the rickety Ikea coffee table. He opens the briefcase, pulls out the case file, and scans it as if he doesn't know it like the back of his hand. "oh no you don't." (M/N) scolds. "What?" Spencer asks, confused. "You've been working hard enough, you're overwhelming yourself. Take a cuddle break with me, sleep, eat, shower." (M/N) closes the file and the briefcase. Spencer smiles tiredly at his wonderful boyfriend. "Alright, can we get takeout? Or pizza?" "Of course, Spence." (M/N) kisses spencers forehead and rubs his back while embracing him in the tightest hug in the world. "I'll go run a bath for you and order pizza, okay? Pepperoni?" Spencer nods and looks up at the taller man with a smile, he proudly states "I love you." "I love you more, Spence." (M/N) smiles and calls the pizza place while running a bath for Spencer. The rest of the night is spent cuddling, movie-watching, kissing, and eating pizza.

The end

A/N:I hope you guys enjoy this. Sorry If it's bad, it's my first fic.

#spencer reid #spencer reid x male reader #spencer reid is precious #amab reader #criminal minds #im gay and in love #im gay lol #mlm blog

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aesthetixhoe · 1 year

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Hoe's request rules!

Hi there! I love getting requests, but since I've gotten a specific one recently, I figured I should set up some rules/things I won't write for. This will likely be expanding, so check in before requests :)

Who I write (pink means current fav)

Jack Champion

Ethan Landry

Spencer Reid

Draco Malfoy

Peter Parker (All)

Xavier Thorpe

Matthew Gray Gubler

Gwen Stacy

Steve Harrington

Gar Logan

Barry Allen

Dick Grayson

Charles Xavier

Pietro Maximoff

Wanda Maximoff

Natasha Romanoff

Dave Lizewski

Killer Frost

Note: for real people I will not write smut.

Charlie Slimecicle

Coriolanus Snow

Conrad Fisher

Character traits/experiences/actions I won't write:

Explicit POC reader (I write my x reader's to be race-less, but as a white woman I don't feel comfortable writing for POC specific)

Explicit male reader (I include the pronouns I use, but I am a woman, so I don't feel comfortable writing an AMAB reader)

Self Harm (I will write for ED's)

Pregnancy

Parent reader

Relationships I won't write:

Teacher x student

Age gap

Boss x worker

Poly/open relationships

Cheating

Step-cest

NSFW things I will not write:

The previously mentioned relationships

Skat

Piss kinks

Rape

Forced pregnancy

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reidtypical · 1 year

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spencer reid x AMAB reader, sorta public sex, bathroom sex, handjobs, hickeys, short story, reader has a praise kink lowkey

You're at your moms house in the bathroom with your boyfriend, letting out small whines. Your boyfriend is trying to break you he loves when you moan his name and when he leaves you all flustered. He digs his face further into your neck and bites harder, leaving purple and red bruises all over your neck. You want him, your cock is straining against your pants.

"S-shit Spence, please- god please I need you." You moan. You're so desperate for him to touch you in any way.

"Hmm," He hums, "I will baby, but be quiet we don't want anyone hearing us now do we?"

He starts unzipping your pants, you're about to respond but before you can he spits in his hand and grabs your cock out of your boxers.

"F-fuck oh-oh my god Spence f-"

He uses his free hand to cover your mouth to shut you up.

"Shhh," he shushes you. "be a good boy for me and be quiet and i'll let you cum."

Spencer speeds his hand up jerking you off faster, your so close.

"My sweet boy, you're doing so perfect for me baby.." Spencer's voice was low with lust. You couldn't respond all you could do was reply with a whine. He swiped his thumb over the tip of your cock. Your back arched and he started jerking you off again.

"Does it feel good?" He asked you gently, he squeezed your cock lightly and you nodded.

He sped up his hand again, and you cried out. He used his hand again to cover up your mouth so it would muffle your cries of pleasure. He felt so good. He started biting and sucking your neck again and that feeling pushed you over the edge, you reached your climax. You moaned into his hand and you came all over your stomach and Spencer's hand.

"W-was I good for you?" You asked, still getting back into the moment.

" You were very good baby." Spencer responded with a kiss on your cheek.

Spencer licked off your cum from his hand. If you had time you would have gotten hard again, then he grabbed a rag and started wiping your stomach off.

You hugged him and put your ear against his chest, "I love you" you said.

"I love you too baby." He responded.

#spencer reid smut #spencer reid #sub!reader

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bugsmunched · 5 months

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! Intro !

!! THIS IS AN 18+ BLOG, MINORS DNI !!

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Hi! My name's BugMunch and I write smut. :)

I take requests!

Who I'll write about:

Steve Harrington

Billy Hargrove

Eddie Munson

Argyle

Jonathan Byers

Mike Schmidt

Derek Danforth

Peter Parker/ Spiderman (Andrew Garfield)

Loki

Bucky Barnes /Winter Soldier

Steve Rogers

Bruce Banner

Tony Stark

Young Magneto

Young Charles Xavier

Ghost

König

Spencer Reid

!!! I MAY HAVE FORGOTTEN A FEW PEOPLE SO IF YOU HAVE REQUESTS FEEL FREE TO ASK!!!

What kind of things I'll write:

Character X Male Reader

Character X Female Reader

Character X FtM Reader

Character X MtF Reader

Character X Gender neutral! AFAB Reader

Character X Gender neutral! AMAB Reader

Character X Reader X Character

Character X Character

Sub! Character X Dom! Reader

Dom! Character X Sub! Reader

What I WON'T write : Non-con, watersports, age regression in a sexual manner, play with bodily fluids that aren't cum and blood, anyone underage.

Taken anon emojis:

None

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Here is a link to my Master list

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swiss-cheeze · 4 years

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Cold Shoulder || Spencer Reid || SMUT

Requested: YES/NO - Reader and Spencer are in a secret relationship. They have kinky sex. Next day Spencer comes in with bruises and a slight limp and the team tease him about it and ask questions. They find out about Spencer and the reader who then punishes Spencer when they get home.

Gender: male, he/him, male/male relapgionship.

Warnings: dom/sub, degradation, male/male, gags, bondage/tied up, rules, mention of subdrop (Spencer doesn't go through it), overthinking, teasing (workplace and sexually), use of ‘sir’, ‘baby boy’, ‘baby’, ‘little boy’, ‘pet’.

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“S-sir please!” Spencer had begged, though through his gag it sounded more like, “thir plth!”, but you knew what the poor boy was trying to say.

“Are you sorry baby?” you asked quietly into Spencer's ear, the bed dipped as you untied your boyfriends ankles before lifting his butt and thighs slightly to get into a prefered position, scooting closer to line yourself with Spencer's entrance. The poor boy nodded aggressively.

“I'm sorry!” Spencer had said, but again, through the poor gag it more sounded like “um sothy!” drool dribbled down Spencer's chin and if he wasn't in such a submissive headspace he would have probably asked you to wipe it off.

“For what my little boy?” you asked again, Spencer's hips wiggled against your tip but you forced his pelvis down with your hands so he couldn't move. This time you decided to give Spencer a little leeway and took off the gag, discarding it somewhere on the bed as Spencer licked his dry lips and finally swallowed properly, his throat scratchy and dry.

“For forgetting the rules,” Spencer took a breath as you slowly started thrusting your hips against Spencer's hole, your tip barely grazing his entrance, “I-I didn't shave down there recently, i forgot my place before-shit- before you when you entered the apartment, i spoke out of turn-”

“Enough!” Spencer was quick to shut his mouth, “I'm bored,” you said with an evil grin. Spencer immediately knew what you were going to do and tried his best to not tense any part of his body, instead relaxing as much as he could as he looked at you with passion and wanting. You slowly guided yourself to Spencer's hole, pushing in slowly until your tip was enclosed within Spencer, you hummed.

“Mm, even just the tip and you’re so tight baby, you gonna be good for me?” you questioned as your hips rocked back and forth softly, not going in nor out, “gonna be a good little boy for me hmm?” Spencer nodded.

“Yes sir, p-please,” Spencer whimpered softly.

“Are you going to be good next time?” you questioned again, slowly starting to inch you way further into Spencer.

“Promise sir!” Spencer exclaimed harshly as you pistoned your hips forward quickly, sheathing yourself inside Spencer instantly, the pair of your groaning provocatively at the feeling. Spencer was quick to tug at the restraints on his wrists and arms as you pounded into the poor boy, him whimpering sweetly under you.

“Oh you poor baby, you’re not gonna last are you?” you quizzed, your thrusts quickened as you started hitting that one spot in Spencer that made him go wild. His groans got louder soon turning into moans and obnoxious gasps.

“Please, please please please sir,” Spencer begged, your hips pistoned against Spencer, skin slapping skin was the sound that echoed the room as well as the co owned moans, groans, whimpers and whines coming from the pair of you.

“Come for me sweetheart, only you will come for me when I tell you to, got it?” you growled into Spencer's ear, your hand on the underside of Spencer's jaw.

“O-only you sir!” Spencer rasped, his throat raw from the past few hours as both his and your orgasms rocked your bodies, Spencer's legs quaked beneath you from his bent position as his cum spilled onto his stomach and chest, yours spilling into his occupied hole.

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The next day Spencer waddled into the bullpen; a slight limp, a large scarf bundled around his neck as well as a long sleeved coat. Spencer winced every time his arms or shoulders moved (even simply moving a folder from one side of his desk to the other side), or when Morgan clapped him on the back, or J.J. nudged him at the kitchen bench, bending down to pick up the stupid little pink and blue paperclips that have fallen to the fucking-

“Spencer?” J.J. 's voice was suddenly next to Spencer, causing him to suddenly stand and wince from the fast action, “you’ve...you've been wincing all day, are you okay?” she was concerned.

“Yeah just uh, just a hard gym session is all,” Spencer tried to cover, his eyes flitting around J.J., of course the blonde took notice of this.

“Gym?” she questioned.

“Pretty boy you don't go to the gym,” Derek chastised suddenly joining the conversation with Emily at his side.

“I've never seen you go past the coffee shop up the road from here let alone a gym,” Emily chimed, Spencer groaned inwardly as he started to get crowded.

“Baby, you’re going to the gym?” you suddenly materialized out of thin air with a small evidence box likely packed with the things from your desk; you had finally gotten your own office and only just started moving in.

“Yep!” Spencer was quick to agree.

“You never told me,” you were quick to take out his lie, “how long?”

“Um, a little while?” Spencer seemed to question his own lie.

“A little while?” Derek echoed, then it seemed like everything clicked as Derek's eyes widened, “NO WAY!”

“What! What, what, what!” Emily and J.J asked quickly.

“Doctor Genius here is having a little too much fun with the other genius!” Derek looked at you as Spencer went red. You shrugged.

“What of it?” Spencer didn't expect that to be your answer, then again, they also didn't actually, really know what happened behind closed curtains.

“Damn okay! I didn't know you two where that kink-”

“Derek come on” Emily chastised this time, she nudged the poor man away from the group as J.J. gave the two of you a knowing look and walked away as well. Spencer was still red as he sat back down at his desk, wincing of course, before you lent down and whispered in his ear.

“They don't know how much of a good little slut you are for me do they?,” you paused as you bit the shell of Spencer's ear, “I don't think they ever will,” as you walked away Spencer had decided then and there that he was not going to be your ‘good little slut’ as he concocted a plan.

Spencer calculated the exact time to turn around, the exact velocity and the exact angle in order to spill his just made, lukewarm, coffee on you. Knowing you hadn't repacked your newest go-bag, meaning you’d have to ask for one of Spencers shirts for the rest of the day.

“I’m so sorry!” Spencer exclaimed, the coffee was going straight through your shirt and showed off your chest, the poor boy almost forgot his plans entirely when he saw the dagger necklace you wore under your shirt.

“It's!” you huffed as you held the shirt between two fingers and away from your skin, “it's fine Spence really, i just need a new shirt is all,” you huffed again at the realisation you didn't have your go-bag repacked.

“You can use one of mine,” Spencer had said seemingly reading your mind, you nodded, Spencer walked to his desk to get the clothing as you stalked off to the bathrooms in order to get changed.

For the next hour Spencer started the second part of his plan; constantly annoying you while you try to work on paper profiles and student FBI work. He continuously brushed your shoulders every time he walked past your desk, always seemed to be breaking his pencils or loosing his pens, he seemed even more clumsier than usual, he ate over your shoulder resulting in sugar crumbs from his donut to fall onto your paper, constantly tried to recommend other words to use on your papers or claiming that what you were writing didn't actually happen (it did happen and you both knew he knew that).

That went on for three hours, by the second hour it really started getting to you to the point you almost snapped at Spencer in the worst way possible. Spencer had just recommended a new word for your paper when you almost broke.

“Spencer Reid, you know your rul-!” you cut yourself off before you could say ‘rules’, your face was flushed red from anger as Spencer tried not to grin and you instead settled for a glare as the team around you gave confused glances.

“I didn't hear you (Y/n) what’d you say?” Spencer asked innocently as he came closer to you due to ‘the room being too loud to hear you from over here (Y/n)’. You almost bent Spencer over your desk in that moment as everyone started going back to their own work and you whispered into Spencer's ear.

“If i had my office by now you would be stuffed under my desk with my cock so far in your mouth you wouldn't be able to talk while i talked to anyone who came in and did my paperwork,” you took a breath as you saw Spencer visibly gulp, “then i would have you kneeling on the ground, naked and gagged with your hands tied behind you and your calves tied to your thighs so you couldnt move so that anyone who walked into the room could see how fucking desperate you are with your stupid fucking little hard on,” Spencer whimpered softly at the image, “either that or I’d have you spread out with that little hole on display for everyone to see with ‘dont fucking touch’ in marker across your thigh with an arrow pointing to what is rightfully mine,” for a final blow you added, “learn to stay in your fucking place,” before walking away to the file room, leaving Spencer with a very prominent hard on.

For the rest of the day Spencer and you ignored each other, leaving a thick and heavy tension in the air whenever the two of you passed each other or walked in the same room. Your face was stone cold as you worked whereas Spencer was more anxious.

“Alright what is up with you two?” Emily asked as she walked past your desk.

“What?” you asked with fake concern.

“You and Spencer,” Emily gave you a little hint.

“Oh, nothing, just trying to get my work done is all,” and then you turned back to your work leaving Emily in the cold as she looked to Spencer (whose desk was in front of yours) and shrugged before walking off. Spencer knew exactly why you were ignoring him and it honestly scared him, maybe he had gone too far? Fuck where you going to leave him without anything tonight? He hadn't done anything like this before, he always stuck to the rules and almost never disobeyed them besides last night-

“Bye guys!” J.J. called out as she left. Spencer looked at the clock and sure enough he had been thinking of you for the past hour as his co-workers walked past him Spencer made sure to keep his eyes trained on you.

“Um, (Y/n)-”

“Go home, I have to finish some other files,” was your response. Spencer knew better than to try and talk over you or backtalk you even if he was in the workplace. He nodded stiffly as he started packing away his things and turning off his desktop before walking around to your desk and hesitantly leaving a dainty kiss on your cheek.

“I’m s-”

“I'll text you,”

“I love you,” Spencer seemed defeated when he said this, he had never acted this way and of course you never acted the way you are now, of course it’s different for the both of you but Spencer was starting to think maybe it wasn't such a good idea, maybe you didn't love him anymore, maybe he’s gone too fa-

“Baby,” your voice called Spencer from his thoughts as he realised you've been trying to ground him for the past thirty seconds. Your hands held Spencers as you looked into his eyes seeing every emotion welling within him, “I love you too sweetheart,” your smile was as sweet as your words, reassuring, “if you go into sub drop then you tell me okay?” Spencer nodded softly but you tugged on his hands to refocus the poor boy.

“I promise,” you nodded.

“I'll text you my pet,” your hand came up to caress Spencer's cheek, your boyfriend leaning into the touch, “now go,”. Spencer got the text when he stepped onto the train to head home, reading it made him flush red while trying to use his satchel to cover his bulge.

Sir <3, 7:23PM.

I want you naked and bent over the bench blindfolded.

Fuuuccckkkkk, he was definitely in for it tonight.

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The sight that laid before you was immaculate and like no other you had seen before; Spencer Reid, your Spencer Reid, was bent over the black velvet bench right in front of your shared bed, blindfolded, which was probably the best part. With the way Spencer positioned himself he was facing away from you and wouldn't be able to see you unless he took off the blindfold, but of course, being the good boy Spencer was he had (somehow) handcuffed himself to the ends of the bench and was spread like a starfish aside from his legs. This also got him off on humiliation. A whimper escaped the poor boy as your fingers dragged against Spencer's bare cheeks.

“Wow, you really are such a good boy aren't you?” you questioned softly, you could feel Spencer shiver under your fingers as you spread his cheeks slightly and tutted, “weeping for this aren't you darling?”

“I-”

SMACK.

“ONE!” Spencer was quick to exclaim; he knew to count how many you would be giving him without you asking.

“I've trained you well pet haven't i?,” it was rhetorical as your psalm grazed over Spencer's burning cheek, he nodded in response.

“Your good boy,” Spencer whispered.

“No.” you chuckled as you kept dragging your nails over Spencer's back and cheeks, “no you aren't a good boy,”

“What? But i-” Spencer was quick to shut his mouth with a hiss as you scratched his back, leaving harsh red lines in your wake.

“At approximately 10 am this morning you spilt coffee on me, forcing me to wear one of your shirts with the knowledge my go-back wasn't repacked”

SMACK

“For the next three hours you proceeded to be a naughty little boy by constantly chewing over my shoulder,”

SMACK

“Dropping crumbs onto my papers and my lap,”

SMACK

“Brushing my shoulder whenever we walked past one another,”

SMACK

“Constantly gave me new words and phrases for my papers even when you knew my paper was up to better standards than others,”

SMACK

“You constantly dropped pens in front of me and broke pencils just to ask me for another one,”

SMACK

“You have been all over me today, antagonizing me, annoying me…” you trailed off at the end of your sentence as you soothed the red markings on Spencer's cheeks.

“I-i’m sorry” Spencer mumbled, you chose to ignore it.

“So thick and heavy for me already baby boy,” you whispered behind Spencer as you cupped his dick, giving it a few strokes before walking away from him. Spencer whimpered at the loss of touch before picking back up into a whine as you placed something around the base of his cock. It was the purple vibrating cockring you bought Spencer eight months ago.

“FUCK!” Spencer exclaimed as quick thrumming virbarations sent their way through the base of Spencer's dick all the way to the tip of his tongue.

SMACK

“You gonna be a good boy for once and count for me slut?” you rhetorically asked, rubbing a palm over Spencer's reddened cheeks. He nodded.

SMACK

“Fucking answer me,” you gripped the pack of Spencers neck and caused him to bend backwards awkwardly, shoulders and joints popping as they ached from the angle.

“I’ll count sir” Spencer said breathlessly, you forced Spencer's head back down to its original position before you continued the punishment.

SMACK

“One!”

SMACK

“Two!”

SMACK

“TH-THREE!”

SMACK

“Four!”

And more, and more and more.

“TWENTY!”

By this time Spencer was panting as his cheeks were painted a deep red and-

“Did you just fucking cum?” you questioned as Spencer shook on the bench, drool dripping from his chin and onto the bed below him. He whimpered.

“Y-yes sir” Spencer whimpered as his thighs shook, as you looked down at the blankets in front of Spencer there, sure enough, was his load. The poor boy whimpered from the overstimulation as the cockring continued to thrum agaisnt the base of his cock.

“I should've known you'd come from a simple punishment like this,” you shook your head in disbelief, that was when you started unbuckling Spencer's handcuffs.

“S-sir?” Spencer didn't dare move after you finished unbuckling his restraints.

“Clean up your mess brat, use your tongue and mouth to find your fucking mess and clean it up.” you grinned as you watched Spencer struggle from his bent over position (his bones and muscles aching to be massaged and moved but refusing due to you standing behind him) before finally mouthing around on the quilt before finally finding his own taste, quickly lapping up everything he could, sucking the blanket into his mouth and teething at what started to stain into the blanket, while Spencer was preoccupied you quickly undressed as quietly as you could. When you were satisfied with the clean up you led Spencer to lay on his back on the soft mattress before taking off his blindfold and chucking it someplace in the room, Spencers eyes fluttered for a moment to get used to the sudden new burst of light before looking down and bulging upon seeing you naked.

“Have you learnt your lesson baby boy?” you questioned as you stuck a few fingers into your mouth, wetting them, before ghosting them over Spencers hole.

“Y-yes sir! I have sir! I promise sir!” Spencer quickly obeyed, shouting out your title in hopes to gain what he really wanted as his hips thrust up against your fingers.

“Promising something you can't keep huh?” you whispered before sticking two wet fingers into Spencer's hole, letting the boy feel the burn and the stretch, relishing in the slight choke he gave, eyes rolling into the back of his head as he pushed himself into the pillows for some sort of comfort.

“God sir please, please fuck me already. I'll be your good boy, i al-always will be i promise,” Spencer started to beg as you scissored your fingers in and out, “i'll always obey and i won't do what-what i did today, I-I’ll keep up with my schedule a-and shave, and I-i’ll be your good boy i promise,” the end of Spencers sentence was needy, whiny and oh so delicious. You slipped your fingers out of Spencer before lining yourself up, the poor boy looked down to watch.

“You sound so fucking good when you beg baby boy,” was all you said before you pushed into Spencer, the pair of you whined upon the intrusion before your hips became flush against Spencers ass. You grinned as you felt the vibrations of the cockring on your stomach.

“P-please take it o-off sir,” Spencer whimpered softly, “s-so close already” you kissed down Spencers neck, leaving love bites and purple bruises in your wake before finally giving into Spencers ask and taking the ring off, pushing a button and throwing it across the room somewhere amongst the clothing and blindfold. You kissed Spencer lovingly before starting to thrust shallowly, immediately Spencer keened as your thrusts sped up, wanting to reach your end and his own. It only took a few moments before your orgasms overtook you, shaking the pair of you to the core as Spencer spasmed onto yours and his chest as your cum spilled into his occupied hole. You both stayed like that for what felt like hours, breathing heavily into each other's ears before you started kissing down the side of Spencer's neck, the boy hummed in appreciation as your hands glided over Spencer's body, gripping and massaging whatever it touched to spread relaxation.

“You did so good baby,” you whispered into Spencer's neck, the boy whined in response as you continued kissing down his torso before finally unsheathing yourself from Spencer and moving towards the adjoined bathroom. You let a cloth become warm under the water before moving back to Spencer and cleaning up the mess you both made, “so proud of you baby, you took everything so well,” you kissed up from Spencers calves to his thighs, hips, stomach, torso, collarbone, neck and then peppering constant kisses on the apples of Spencers cheeks, across his nose, forehead and chin causing the worn out boy to laugh with the little strength he had left. You put the cloth on the bedside table before turning back to Spencer and cuddling him close to your chest, “you okay sweetness?”.

“Very,” Spencer gasped out, throat raspy from his moans, “I'm sorry for today…” Spencer whispered softly as he tried to cuddle closer into you, a sign of insecurity.

“It's okay baby, was it anything I did?” you questioned quickly, hoping you hadn't hurt Spencer in a way he didn't like.

“No, not you,” he paused, “i think i just wanted this,” Spencer looked up at you as you smiled down at him, “i just didn't like the cold shoulder we gave each other is all…” you nodded as you started bringing the blankets onto your bodies, shielding yourself from the cold night.

“Did you want to promise never to cold shoulder each other again?” you asked, Spencer nodded as he held up his pinky finger, you smiled and linked it with yours before ducking down and giving Spencer a reassuring kiss.

“I love you bubby,”

“I love you too sweetheart,”

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kirencer · 3 years

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his husband | trans man reader

Summary: Reader has waited so long for his wedding night. Especially because Spencer has not had him since the date was announced

Relationship: Spencer Reid x Trans Man! Reader

WC: 1K

A/N: Hi my loves! I write this fic in a culmination of two days and I love it!! I need this in my life.

CW: Mild Breeding Kink, NSFW, Mild possessiveness/ownership ("My husband" is said multiple times), and use of the term "sweet boy." Reader has no specification of a chest or not, but AMAB and AFAB terms are used to describe their body.

NSFW 18+ ONLY

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“I have always wanted someone to call my own,” he said softly, his knuckles brushing against the bridge of my nose, across my bottom lips, over my cheek. It was all places that he already had memorized ‐ every divot and curve and line already been touched by his hands twofold. This was … different through. Far better than every other time. “For some time, I was sure that I’d be fine with anyone. I can see now how wrong I was, my sweet boy.”

Spencer’s hands slid down my shoulders, moving to trace down my torso. I was burning. Spencer must be on fire considering how every touch of him to me scorched my skin in the best of ways. I knew that after tonight, I would never know anything but his hands on me. My husband placed a soft kiss on my hip bone, his warm eyes honeyed in the candlelight. “Anyone but you as mine ‐ my husband ‐ would be so wrong.”

The kiss turned into kisses as Spencer trails down the dip where my leg connects to my torso. He has long taken off my boxers, and every other piece of pesky cloth that could hide me from his eyes. I don’t feel the need to hide from him, though, I never have. Spencer is the first person I have ever wanted to see me. My loving husband, though, is still fully clothed in the tux that we had married in. Spencer uses two of his fingers to spread me open and licks up me. If I have any brain cells left, I would complain to him about soiling his tux, but Spencer gave me no time as he eagerly licked into me. I had asked him to let his scruff grow a bit for our wedding night, and it tickled at my skin and my thighs. Spencer’s lips wrapped around me and I could not stop the whine that fell from my lips. His fingers found his way into me and he set a mind melting pace.

“My husband has such a pretty little cock,” Spencer muses. He takes me back into his mouth, and no one could have prepared me for the way he hollowed his cheeks and sucked. My husband must have hidden this - this talent for a reason; if he had ever done this before our wedding day, I would have never made it to the altar. I would have been fucking him too insatiably. I was in love with the way he groaned around me as his tongue rolled around me, his fingers arching into that spot inside of me and I melted. Pleasure practically oozed from every bit of me. My hips rocked against Spencer’s hands and his mouth as I came. With a soft groan, my husband pulled away from my cunt. He smiled at me, one of the smiles that I had first fallen in love with - bashful, kind, and full of so much love.

When I looked at the man in front of me, changed by so much but still imbued with the same kindness, I knew that I could never have picked a better man to wed.

My slick covered his stubbled chin, “You fit so perfectly in my mouth.”

A noise fell from me and I laced my hands through his hair to pull him up to me, pressing a sloppy kiss to his lips. One of Spencer’s hands came to rest on my jaw, some of my own wetness dragged across my skin. His other hand made quick work of his tie and shrugged off his jacket.

I don’t think Spencer had ever gotten undressed so fast. His button-up shirt and pants were gone before I could even register that he was lining himself up to me.

His kisses trailed down my lips to my jaw and then to the side of my neck. My hands came to push at his shoulders. Spencer whined at being dragged away from the ability to kiss my skin, a pout forming over his lips.

“I have a wedding present for you, my love. Wait just a moment.”

Spencer shook his head, “A present? Baby, you’ve already given me the ability to hold my entire world in my arms, forever. What more could I ever ask for?”

I pressed a kiss to his cheek, my lips resting by his ear as I whispered the next few words. There was no one else who could hear them, but I wanted to make sure they were his and only his to have. “What about being a dad?”

My husband's eyes widened. “But - you're on birth control?”

I shook my head at him, a smile swept over his face. “I stopped after you said you weren't going to have me again until our wedding night. I wanted to surprise you.”

He nodded at me quickly, already realigning himself and pushing his hips as he muttered, “Let’s make a baby.” One of my husband’s hands came to rest on my stomach while the other grabbed the back of my thigh, pushing it up so that he could bury himself deeper into me.

He moved his face to try and kiss me, but our lips only hastily connected before the pace he set left me nothing but a moaning mess. I was so glad that he made me wait because the feeling of him inside of me again as my husband was perfect in ways I could never have imagined. Every cell in my body sang with joy as I came to my second orgasm of the night, Spencer’s adept fingers then bringing me into a third.

His hips came still against mine. Spencer’s forehead pressed to mine as a broken whine fell from his lips. Warmth flooded my tummy, and some of his cum dripped between my thighs. Spencer went to pull away but I grabbed him.

“Could we just stay like this..? I don't know If I’m ready for it to end.”

“Of course. But, sweet boy, you are mine. Now and forever, it is never going to end. I may not be here every time you awaken or every time you sleep, but I meant what I said in my vows,” his hand brushed some of my hair from sticking to my face, “Till death do us part, and I don't even think I will leave you then. I would break every law of the universe to stay with you.”

I smiled sweetly at him and pressed a kiss to his nose.

It should have been obvious to me. He would always stay here with me, even just in spirit. After all, I was his husband.

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