In which the fem!reader has had a bad week out of town and misses Spencer. This is what happens when she gets home (fluff/smut)
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tags: boyfriend!spencer, girlfriend!reader, time apart, busy jobs, reuniting, bad week, missing each other, thigh riding, hand job, mentions of mile high club, sofa sex, dating, love
warnings: 18+ - thigh riding, hand jobs and mentions of mile high club
notes: happy valentine’s day! I forgot to write a fic specifically for valentine’s day so i’m posting an old one I wrote. This isn’t proof read but hope you enjoy!
After a week-long conference in Boston where multiple things had gone wrong from missing flights to turning up at the wrong conference
rooms you were so glad to be a few steps away from your apartment, which you shared with Spencer.
A week was too long not see him or
touch him and unfortunately, due to both of your jobs it was common that
the two of you had to spend time apart.
You quietly opened the apartment door not wanting to disturb Spencer if he was sleeping after a long day at work but after wheeling your suitcase into the living room you spotted him curled on the couch reading Pride and Prejudice for probably the 100th time in his life.
“Hi baby,” You smiled at him.
Spencer slowly looked up from his book, “Hi honey,” he placed the book down on the coffee table, “How was the conference?”
You groaned sitting next to him on the sofa, “Terrible, informative for sure but everything that could have gone wrong did. I wish you could have been there.”
“Well, now I am here and you’re home so tell me about your week.”
“I missed my connecting flight, I got the conference rooms wrong not once but twice, I saw someone that I didn’t have the best past with in college and I just missed you a lot,” You said, barely taking a second to breathe as you spoke.
“I missed you too sweetheart but we are used to spending time apart as much as I hate it,” Spencer’s hand finds your thigh and rubs it softly.
“I hate it too,” You snuggled closer to him, missing the way he held you while you were away.
“Want me to put a movie on?” Spencer asked after a small moment of silence.
You nodded letting him put on whatever documentary you were sure he would find interesting rather than an interesting movie you could both get lost in.
Spencer quickly found himself engrossed in a documentary on planes which you must say wasn’t the worst one he’s ever put on but it definitely wasn’t interesting enough to be that fascinated by.
“I would do it on a plane,” You said out loud.
“Do what?” Spencer asked drawing his eyes from the TV to look at you.
“Have sex. Join the Mile High Club,” You grinned with a small smirk mixed in.
“Oh! uh well I mean… that sounds… fun?” Spencer thought for a second, "Actually not fun, the bathrooms on a plane are typically only 24 inches wide and that’s not really a lot of room for two especially doing an activity of that nature it’s better to have space.”
You groan, “Okay Spence it was just an observation, but that kind of turned me on.”
“What did?” Spencer raised an eyebrow.
“I don’t know, just you being you I suppose,” You climbed onto his lap, “I missed you, do you want to make out?”
“Of course,” Spencer said, stuttering a little as he felt himself hardening underneath where you had sat on his lap. After all, a week was a long time to go without kissing or touching you.
Without a second thought, you brought your lips onto his in a light kiss that gradually got deeper and as the kiss grew deeper you started to move back and forth on Spencer’s thigh.
Spencer pulled back from the kiss, his lips slightly swollen and his eyes connecting with yours, “What are you doing?”
“What does it look like?” You laughed kissing him again.
“You’re turning me on,” Spencer mumbled against your lips.
“Good, I’ve missed you,” You continue to move back and forth against his thigh a few moans slipping out of your mouth that were swallowed by his mouth during the continuous kissing.
It’s almost like Spencer could tell as you were getting closer because he took the opportunity to latch his mouth to the pulse point of your neck sucking it gently as you let out soft moans into his ear.
“This feels amazing baby,” You whispered into his ear. You could feel his erection poking into your leg making you ten times wetter than you’re sure you already were.
“Yeah?” Spencer ran his fingers through your hair.
“Yeah I’m gonna come,” You told him
breathlessly. Not even a minute later you had orgasmed just by riding his thigh and although it felt amazing you quickly remembered the new pair of lacy underwear you were wearing to surprise Spencer with that were now ruined.
“That was hot,” Spencer said, giving you a sweet kiss on your lips.
“It was, but I ruined the lingerie I wore for you,” You pouted.
“I’ll buy you more,” Spencer kissed the pout on your lips which quickly made it disappear.
“Thank you baby. Do you want some help with that,” You gestured to the erection that was probably harder than it was when you had felt it earlier.
Spencer nodded with a blush growing on his cheeks, “Please.”
You stuck your hand inside Spencer's pyjama pants knowing he would have taken his boxers off from underneath them when he changed into them.
Spencer whimpered as you wrapped your fist around his dick. Your thumb spreading the pre cum on his tip.
You removed your hand from his pants to spit into the palm of your hand to make it a lot easier to pleasure him. Spencer had only just warmed up to the idea of using spit but once he felt how good it was he never wanted to go back to how it was before.
Putting your hand back inside the pyjama pants you began stroking his dick up and down paying particular attention to the tip when you reached it as that was what made him whine.
The faster your hand moved, the closer Spencer got and the louder his moans, whines and whimpers got. The noises he made were one of your most favourite things about your boyfriend as well as the tears that welled in his eyes as the feeling of pleasure felt overwhelming for him.
As a few of the tears spilt down his cheeks you knew he was close and with a deep sigh, he came over your hand.
“Are you okay baby?” You asked pressing your lips against his forehead.
“Better than okay,” He pulled you closer to him after grabbing a tissue for you to clean your hand with.
“We should probably shower,” You spoke in a soft low tone leaving small kisses against his jawline.
“Not probably, definitely but I just need a couple of seconds,” He replied.
“Take as much time as you need, you did amazing babe,” You praised him knowing the small kink he had for it.
Not long after the two of you made your way to the bathroom for a much-needed warm shower together
