gf!reader x early seasons!Spencer ☆
In which your nerdy boyfriend won’t just stop talking. So you make him….
warnings: MDNI, sub!Spencer, handjob (m receiving), whiny Spencer, he’s a bit pathetic x
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After working for the past couple days on a hard case that took a lot out of you and the rest of the team. It’s a tough time sometimes. Wearing all of you out.
Apart from one genius who just won’t be quiet now that you two are home alone.
“A vast majority of unsubs have that MO.” He says before getting cut off by you placing your lips back on his. You’re sitting on his lap trying to just make out with him. And of course he’s speaking at a million miles per minute. Nothing out of the ordinary of course.
“They usually aren’t driven by-“ He’s cut off again, lips reconnecting making a sound that makes your cheeks flush. Why is he still talking? Sometimes this man cannot take a hint.
Your hands come up to his cheeks as you try pull him closer in the kiss but as soon as your lips leave his he’s back at it again.
“-The killing. They’re more interested in-“
Another kiss. Hand on his shirt pulling his chest towards yours, feeling him against you is just what you needed right now.
“They’re more interested in the body parts. So psychologically the-“ His voice goes up in a squeak at the end of his sentence when he feels your hand on his crotch.
“For the love of god Spencer. Please shut up.” You say as you close your eyes. Taking a breath. “I love you and your rambles but right now I need something else.”
Spencer freezes at your words and touch. His mind which was once preoccupied is now completely on you and only you. He takes a shaky breath as he suddenly snaps into reality.
You’re sitting on his lap, chest to chest kissing him. And what’s he doing? Rambling about a case that’s now solved.
He has a real life beautiful girl sitting on his lap and he’s being a nerd and yapping.
“Y-yeah. Sorry.” He says softly, voice catching in his throat. Finally understanding what you are wanting.
Yes you and him have done stuff before but every time he still acts like an innocent virgin boy who's never touched a woman.
“Good. Thank you.” You say as your lips reconnect with his. Moving slow and passionate against his. Just the way he likes, it makes him a mess.
As your tongue enters his mouth he lets out a little whine. He’s turning to puff in your hands by just a simple kiss. It’s pathetic. He knows it’s pathetic. But he knows you like that.
“Please.” He whines out against your lips as his hand finally touches you. Gently, not fully touching you. Too scared to do anything.
“Please what?” You say as your thumbs stroke his cheeks, smiling down at him before placing a kiss to his head. The poor boy beneath you is practically shaking beneath you with nerves and excitement.
“Touch me.” He manages to breathe out.
You don’t need to be told twice, hand darting to his pants zipper.
Spencer can feel your fingers working over the material that covers his cock. It twitches as he lets out another whine. The man has an IQ of 187 but when he’s with you, you’d never guess.
Your hands slip into his pants, palming him through his boxers with a smile on your face. You love making him feel good. Even if you’re not getting anything. Cause the noises and the way he is is enough for you.
“P-please.” He moans out all needy and worked up for you.
You kiss him again. He kisses you back with more strength this time. Showing you just how needy he is.
Your hands pull his pants and boxers down, him lifting his hips up to help you.
His cock is already leaking and aching for your touch. For any sense of relief as it’s all too much for the doctor.
Your hands wrap around his length before gently stroking up and down.
Spencer breaks the kiss as he moans. Looking down at your hand working on him. The sight makes his stomach tighten.
His head falls back against the couch as he grips the pillows, knuckles turning white as he breathes heavily.
“Oh-oh-“ He moans out again as you look up at him, kissing his lips again.
The noises that Spencer keeps making are drowned out in your mouth. And all you can do is smile.
Your hand speeds up and his brain malfunctions. The pleasure he’s feeling of your hand on his cock mixed with you kissing him is enough to put him in a coma.
“I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna-“ He says quickly, the words leaving his mouth followed by a moan.
You just keep going. His cock twitching in your grip before he releases.
You simply just place another kiss on his lips as you smile.
a/n: not proof read. need him x
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