love that emily has always been fascinated by all of reid’s interests and never discourages him. look at how excited she is!! she just wants to learn!!
hi friends I’ve decided I’m probably not gonna continue writing and being active with cm stuff. i still have lots of love for cm but I’ve grown tired with everything in general lately and im going to university so I don’t want to worry about making content. I’ll still log in weekly to see your guys’ stuff and to share your content. thanks u guys i love u mwah mwah
The real joy of fanfiction is getting to read several versions of the exact same, oddly specific plot written by different people and seeing the small ways things differ and falling in love with every one.
PAIR: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader
SUMMARY: Spencer wakes up hard and morning antics ensue.
CATEGORY: smut (18+ ONLY)
CONTENT: oral sex (m-receiving), pillow + thigh grinding, face fucking, dirty talk (praise, slight deg), fingering, pet names (good girl, perfect girl, pretty girl, baby, whore), cum eating, hair pulling, fluffy ending
WORD COUNT: 1.6k
NOTES: reader has long-ish hair just bc i do and it ended up that way lol // i have no explanation for this, other than the fact that i wanted to write some dick sucking and it ended up being absolutely filthy :]
Waking up next to Spencer was one of your favorite parts about living together. Due to his irregular sleep schedule, you found yourself waking up before him most mornings and taking a second to appreciate the rare peace in his expression.
You stirred and attempted to roll over, but a pressure against your back and arms wrapped around your torso prevented you from doing so. Your arms extended upwards instead, stretching your muscles in the ways that you were able to in your position.
You turned your head and was met with Spencer spooning you from behind, his curls mussed from the night of sleep and his lips lax and slightly parted. You spotted a bit of dry drool on the corner of his mouth and couldn’t help the giggle that escaped as you wiped it off with your thumb.
Spencer’s eyelids twitched a few times before they slowly opened at the sound of your laughter.
“What’s so funny?” He rasped in his morning voice, yawning as he flexed his back. His grip on you loosened, so you turned over to lay against him and placed a kiss on his jaw, his stubble a bit scratchy.
“Just a bit of slobber. You’re like a child, I swear,” you teased him.
The two of you exchanged your usual good morning’s and shared a proper kiss. When Spencer pulled you closer, your leg slotted between his and you felt a distinct hardness against it.
“Oh, it really is a good morning, isn’t it?” you said with a smirk as you ground your thigh against him. Spencer’s cheeks flushed.
“I get to wake up next to you, can you blame me?” he shrugged and placed a kiss to the crown of your head, “I’ll go take care of it, I’ll be right back.”
He began to gently push you off so he could slide off the bed, but you placed a hand on his chest and brought him right back down. You loved Spencer for being considerate on the mornings when you weren’t in the mood, but evident by your aching pussy at the feeling of him beneath you, this wasn’t one of those.
“Sit up,” you encouraged with a pat on his stomach, “Let me.”
You could see excitement replace the leftover sleep in Spencer’s eyes as he sat back on the pillows and watched you shift onto your knees between his spread legs. You began to lean down and hooked your fingers under his waistband when he placed the crook of his hand beneath your chin and brought you up to attach your lips instead.
You indulged in each other in a slow, erotic kiss, his mouth opening to push his tongue against yours. Spencer’s hands traveled under the old shirt of his that you slept in and caressed the skin at your waist until he reached your chest. He gave his favorite pair of tits a loving squeeze and playfully pinched one of your nipples, laughing at the way you jumped. Spencer pulled away and tossed a pillow onto your lap.
“Grind on that for me, will you?”
You eagerly straddled the pillow, biting your bottom lip at the thought of getting off while having Spencer’s dick down your throat. You returned to your previous task, removed his bottoms, and let out a pleasant hum when he sprung up, rock hard, from his confines.
Spencer gathered your hair into one of his fists and held it back as you kissed around his groin. You watched as his abdomen rose and fell as you teased his skin, enjoying the edge you put him on. Your hands gripped the sheets at his sides as you began to rock against the pillow beneath you, stimulating your clit through your underwear.
Having a bit of mercy, you finally took Spencer’s leaking cock in your hands and stroked him gently, looking up at the way his eyebrows flexed in pleasure. You ran your thumb against his tip once before you took it between your lips and licked at his slit with the point of your tongue. When the seam of the pillow rubbed you at just the right angle, you moaned against Spencer’s head and felt his grip on your hair tighten.
You slacked your jaw and coaxed more of his length in little by little, syncing your movements with the push and pull of your hips against cloth. Spencer watched through heavy lids, the way you twitched due to the growing heat between your legs, which only heightened his own arousal.
“Fuck, you look beautiful with my cock between your lips,” he moaned.
The praise sent electricity down to your core and you rocked faster, deeper, hitting all the right spots as you kept sucking him off. You pushed down until your nose barely brushed the hair at his base, gagging with tears forming in your eyes. Spencer’s free hand cupped your cheek tenderly.
“That’s it, oh– so pretty, baby, you're doing so well.”
You moaned around his thickness, hoping he would get the message that you were enjoying it just as much as he was. You finally pulled off, gasping for air, taking a second to recollect before you dove in again. The buddings of your climax blossomed in your abdomen as you relentlessly rubbed to get closer to release.
You sucked down his length, enjoying the burn of his dick in your mouth paired with the friction of the pillow under you. You fumbled around to grab his hands and place them on the back of your head, signaling exactly what you wanted him to do.
Spencer took no time at all to wrap your hair around his hands as leverage, getting as close to your scalp as he could without hurting you. Though, the dull tug on your strands was borderline intoxicating.
You let Spencer take complete control of your head’s movement as he fucked his cock into you as he pleased, which left you to focus on your throbbing clit. You used one hand to stabilize yourself and the other slipped into your underwear to rub at the nub in-time with his thrusts. Spencer couldn’t think straight when you looked so sinful and desperate, praise and profanities both mindlessly spilling from his lips.
“Fuck! So good–”
“You love it when I use you like this, huh?”
“Oh– god, look at you so needy–”
“My perfect girl, sucking dick like a whore”
“You’re gonna swallow all of my cum, got that, pretty girl?”
You managed to whine, mhmmm!
“Yeah, yeah– god, fuck yeah–”
Spencer’s mouth stretched open as he groaned and spilled his load onto your tongue, slowing his movements and listening to the way you panted as you attempted to keep it all in your mouth while trying to reach your own peak. You pulled off of him and swallowed, but some of his seed escaped and dribbled down your chin.
“C’mere.”
Spencer reached down and guided you to straddle his thigh. He pushed aside your underwear to reveal your sopping pussy and inserted two fingers into it from behind, using that grip as leverage to assist you in grinding against his bare thigh. His other hand traveled up your shirt to grip your breast, bouncing from the repeated movement.
“Good girl, keep going, you’re so gorgeous.”
You rested your forehead against his and panted into his mouth, which he took as an opportunity to give you lazy kisses as you used his thigh of your own free will. Spencer licked up the cum that trailed down your throat and pushed his tongue into your mouth, essentially feeding himself back to you.
The blazing fire spread from your core to every nerve of your body and when he curled his fingers at just the right angle, reaching further to hit the right spot, you were an absolute goner. Your hips bucked and jerked against his hold, abdomen tightening with the intensity of your release. You moaned in a high pitch against his cheekbone and slowed your movements, already feeling yourself getting sensitive.
Spencer pulled his fingers out of you and lapped up your juices. He wrapped his arms around your back and cradled you in his arms as you tried to catch your breath. He placed a kiss to the top of your head and raked his clean fingers through your hair to push it out of your face, damp with sweat.
“You okay?” he whispered breathlessly. You could feel his chest heaving under you.
“Good– I’m good,” you laughed, voice raspy from the abuse it just endured, “So extremely good.”
“Want me to make you some tea? I don’t want your throat to hurt too much.”
“That would be perfect, thank you,” you whispered.
Spencer maneuvered out from under you and fluffed the pillows so you could rest your head. He got dressed and kissed your temple.
“I love you, by the way,” he said, much too endearingly for someone who just rammed his dick down your throat.
You watched as he padded out and listened to the sounds of his movement in the kitchen.
Spencer re-emerged into the bedroom with two mugs and snacks piled onto a breakfast tray and joined you in bed, where you didn’t move for the remainder of the morning.
hello I’ve logged back in just to say if you’ve posted any short spencer/chip smut or fluff (wc like <7k)in the past few weeks feel free to send it to me I’m trying to catch up on some missed reading!!! love u and miss u guys a lot mwah mwah
