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Summary: You have a crush on your TA, Spencer Reed, and he’s not that reluctant to start something with you

Warnings: NSFW, female masturbation, oral (both male and female), sex with the TA

A/N: This was written for @aperrywilliams​ as a part of @imagining-in-the-margins​ server swap 

MINORS DNI

Word count: 3.1k

 He was not perfect. But that was what made him unique. He taught a variety of subjects at one of the country’s top universities. Six foot one with his beautiful brown hair and bedroom/worthy hazel eyes, he could make anyone drool. He was painfully brilliant with a perfect body. At 26, he was the youngest Teacher’s Assistant (Despite him having his PhD, the university only allowed him that position, while he was also guest on some lectures) and every girl on the campus who knew of his existence had an eye on him. He might be a little arrogant, since he knew he was too smart for the position he had, although what he didn’t seem to know was that many girls found him brilliant, both his mind and his looks. If he wanted to, he could probably have any young woman at university that he liked. He didn’t need to be polite or have a sense of humor, he just needed to look at them, tell them something about something he was interested in and, there they go.

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Y/N Y/L/N didn’t think she was anything special for anyone. She knew she was cute, and that her hair suited her well, which is why she loved trying a variety of different hairstyles. She had trouble sleeping, so she had to walk for (at least one and a half hour) every day. There wasn’t anything about her that could simply be too interesting about her to anyone. Sure she was smart, but there were smarter people in her university. A standard college girl who had two part-time jobs – a girl who liked cheeseburgers a lot, usually had messy hair and not much time to do anything but read, study or work. And I’ve not even said anything about the scandalous crush on him.

She couldn’t help herself, she felt attracted to him right away. It was typical for her to be attracted to him. His hair was a bit shaggy in the last few weeks; he was always polite and respectful toward her, but he talked to her about other things other than schoolwork sometimes. Sure, she was the one who initiated the conversations in the beginning, but they became friends. Every time she thought of him, she immediately thought of his eyes. She really liked that adorable, brown color in his that she could never even begin to describe, because it was a variety of browns mixed in one, and she knew from the moment he saw him for the first time… She knew she was in love with Reid. He had that tall, dark and handsome vibe, despite being the smartest guy she knew, and he was really hot, well, in her opinion that is. He was the TA, and liking him was her first mistake. Allowing the feelings to grow into something more was strike two. She really should not have done that, especially since he only talked to her about studies and stuff like that. So she decided to move on and give a chance to other people. But was it the right thing? She couldn’t escape her feelings or him, so she buried herself in work, giving a chance to a different guy, but still thinking about him as she is touching herself.  That was strike three.

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“You wouldn’t mind me tying you up for a bit, would you?

“Of course I would, preferably to a bed, as you’re giving me what I deserve but, alas, you’re my TA. “

Seeing the look he gives her she realizes she might have said it out loud, she looks at him with fear in her eyes. Fear for her future at the university, but the look he gives her makes her feel the wetness pooling in her underwear, and as he says ‘I’ll meet you in the classroom I-312 in 15 minutes’ excitement rushes though her.

When she meets him there, he looks at her, before saying the one thing, that made her realize it really was happening “Kneel” he said, and kneel she did.

She unzipped her pants, and reached for his cock, not wasting any time. Starting at the tip, she let her tongue swirl around the head, enjoying the side skin on her lips. Opening her mouth, she began exploring the veins and ridges over his shaft with her tongue. His hands reached into her hair again telling her that he was ready to get down to business. She opened her mouth up wider and started to give him what he deserved. And she thought he deserved the best damn blowjob she could give.”

She woke up with a start. It was the third time this week that she was dreaming of him in the middle of her nap.

She knew what she had to do, so her left hand begins to caress her belly under her shirt. She fully relaxes before her hand brushes her hair up and lets it fall gently. Her fingers lightly travel down her neck creating a slight tickle that runs through her. She can feel her nipples hardening in response as she moves the shirt up, while continuing to touch her skin. Both hands reach her breasts and she slowly squeezes them, before pinching her nipples hard. She can feel the tingling in her lower belly right before her hand moves to the zipper on her jeans. She slowly unzips them, before pushing them down along with her underwear. Her hand moves to her outer lips, as she softly teases herself with her fingers. That’s when she starts to feel the oh-so-lovely burning.

She begins to softly touch her clitoris, before dipping her finger into the already wet hole, to lubricate it a bit. Slowly, she moves back the finger up to her clit, brushing by it ever so slightly as she begins to shiver. Then sge begin to circle the clit with her fingers, switching between rubbing and circling it. From time to time she dips my finger inside to get more wetness. As she ran her fingers over her clit, Y/N begins imagining it was his fingers instead. She shivered as she stroked herself, wondering how it would feel if they were actually his.

Her hips slowly begin moving as fast as her fingers do, her breasts are tingling, and she whimpers as she feels the orgasm beginning to take over her whole body. She quickly slides the finger inside her, while her other hand works her clit. Her body begins to tense and the electricity surges throughout her body as she cums

She can’t help but wish it was the orgasm coming from his fingers, but it would never happen, she knew it wouldn’t happen, no matter what.

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It was that day, during spring, that weird things began happening. Doctor Reid began paying more attention to her, and she couldn’t help but wonder if it was because he liked her back. She quickly shook that thought out of her head, before continuing to look at the specimen in front of her with, what she was hoping were not ‘please fuck the shit out of me eyes’, but her ‘I understand everything’ look instead. Spencer said something, but she didn’t hear him, she looked at his lips, wishing to kiss him. He turns toward the whiteboard, writing something down, and she shamelessly checks out his ass, her thighs squeezing in delight, as she lets out a quiet moan. Spencer’s back straighten at the sound of it, and her face goes a deep color of red. She hides her flushed cheeks behind her hair, as she pretends she’s writing something down, but, when Spencer abruptly turns around and says “Miss Y/L/N, see me after class”, she knows she fucked up.

She awaits the end in anticipation, allowing the fantasies in her head to run wild. It couldn’t come soon enough.

After the class ended, she took her sweet time gathering her things, while her fellow students all sent her looks of pity. Apparently, when Dr. Spencer Reid asks students to stay after class, he takes away some of their points for extra credit.

“Y/N, I have checked out the homework of your whole group, as you know, and, since your essay was the best one I’ve read on this topic, I would like to converse more about it with you tonight, in my house, since I have follow-up questions.”

“Of course, Dr. Reid.” She smiled, he handed her a small note with an address and a time on it, and she took it into her shaky hand, releasing a breath she didn’t even know she was holding.

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Within a few hours, she was dressed in one of those classic skirts with stockings and a white button-up shirt. Her heels clicked along the pavement, as she let out a deep breath she hadn’t realized she had been holding, She was wearing her black coat over the outfit, and she was afraid. It was her decision to dress up as a slutty high school girl, to give him a hint that she wants him, but her heart stopped when she remembered that he could also turn her away. She noticed he wore purple socks in class a lot, purple shows a sexual frustration, which is why she had decided that she has a chance with him.

As she approached his apartment building, she slowed down a bit. She released the breath that she was holding, before straightening her shoulders and walking up. She shuffled up to the front door, fluffing her hair up a bit, just enough to make her feel more sexy. She ran her hands down her body, trying to figure out if her appearance is good enough, before she knocked on the door.

As she waited for him to open the door, she wasn’t entirely sure how to make herself look even sexier. Should she lean against the wall putting her leg up? Or should she lean against the railing, allowing her skirt to raise up a bit?

She didn’t have enough time to decide before the door opened. She knew she looked flustered and she actually thought she should turn around and run far away, but the appreciative smile on his face froze her in her spot.

“I really like the fishnet stockings, they scream ‘I enjoy listening my rock music’.” He stated.

“If you like them, you are going to love the rest of my outfit.” Y/N smirked at him. He raised his eyebrow at her, but stepped away, gesturing for her to come in. He slammed the door, locking it quickly, before stalking into the living room. He pulled out a chair, setting it in front of his couch, and sat on the couch.

“Challenge accepted, show me.” He said in such demanding voice with an authoritative trait, which made Y/N’s panties wet.

She threw off her coat to reveal the fishnet stockings he already knew she was wearing, the short skirt which barely covered her pussy and the white shirt so tight and see though that he could see the outlines of her red bra. He was silent, she hoped it was him just admiring the view in front of him. She took a step towards him, and smiled uncertainly, before bringing a finger to her lip, giving it one long, hard lick, and then she started to suck on it, slowly trying to maintain eye contact with him.

“You’re asking for trouble, little one.” He said in a low voice. She had never seen him look so serious.

“That is why you invited me here, is it not? She shrugged her shoulders.

He took two quick strides towards her, pulling her into him; as he cupped her face in his hands and looked into her eyes for a moment.

“Please fuck me, Dr. Reid!” She pleaded.

"You’ll be sorry you said that.” He said with a wicked glint in his eye.

“I am never sorry.” She grinned

“And I don’t usually bite, but with you, I think I can make an exception.” He said, nipping at her neck which made her feel the need to challenge him by cupping his growing dick in her hand and squeezing hard enough to make him groan but not hard enough to cause him pain.

He let her continue to squeeze, since he was enjoying the sensation, while she was enjoying the look of pleasure on his face, as well as the fact that his dick was getting bigger and bigger. She giggled out loud in delight at the thought of having his big dick inside of her, and she couldn’t wait for that to happen.

“You like to suck cock?” He asked her, stroking her neck

“For you, anything.” She breathed and with that, he unzipped his jeans, stepping out of them, before he pulled down his boxer briefs and let her take in the sight.

She wrapped her hand determinedly around his shaft and put her mouth over his head and started to suck, slowly and gently at first and increasing the speed and intensity, while slightly bobbing her head. She cupped his balls and squeezed, making him moan.

She pulled his foreskin over his head, making him moan in pure pleasure which urged her on. She loved turning him on and it turned her on a lot more to be the cause of his pleasure. She licked and sucked at his balls, and returned to his cock getting excited at the prospect of him blowing in her mouth.

Without warning, he blew his big load all over her lips making her swallowed what she could. He pointed out the bathroom to her, and she clicked along the hall in her heels and lingerie.

Once inside the bathroom, she let out an excited breath! She had had his Dr Reid’s cock in her mouth! She quickly washed her face, drying off with a towel. She had hoped that the night was only beginning, and that they were going to be playing a lot more.

When she came out of the bathroom, she noticed he wasn’t where he had been a moment ago. Maybe it was the time to go, and she read it all wrong, she couldn’t help but think.

“I’m in the kitchen.” He called out. She walked towards where his voice came from, a bit hesitantly. He was pouring them a glass of red wine.

“Thought you might want a different taste in your mouth.” He said, gesturing towards her glass.

She smiled, walking over to take a generous sip. The alcohol burnt.

“I actually really liked the taste, Sir.” She said, raising her eyebrows in a flirty gesture.

“You were so fucking good at that.” He said turning serious again and stepping towards her. He grabbed a bunch of her hair inside his fist.

“I want to repay you.” He said in a low, determined voice and without warning he crouched down and ripped her skirt from her body, before pulling down her fishnet stockings and tearing them apart, too. She was worried for a brief moment that she would have to walk home practically naked but his hands touching all over her body made her forget. He ripped her panties in two without an effort and threw them across the kitchen. He sighed in appreciation at her pussy and he stuck two fingers inside of her straight away, moving them around forcefully, she cried out in both pleasure and pain. She couldn’t get enough of this. She didn’t want him to stop and then he took his fingers out and licked up the slit towards her clit, she thought she might scream or fall down, he seemed to sense this and slowly pulled her down on the floor, gently laying her. He then licked her clit with just the right amount of pressure and dug his face in deep; she bucked and moaned, feeling little bursts of pleasure which spread all throughout her body. It made her feel as if she were on fire. She cried out as she orgasmed over, thrusting her pussy into his face as she continued to cry out and deeply moan in pleasure she had never known before. And she hadn’t even got to the sex yet…

After riding more waves of pleasure, she lifted her head to see his face in-between her legs still licking her out, better than anyone had ever eaten her out before. It felt like literal heaven on earth.

“Is your cock ready for me yet?” She asked him, while breathing heavily.

He looked up and winked at her, making her delighted, after she saw it was very hard and very ready, all of it because of her. She sat up quickly, before pushing him down on the floor. She straddled him, reaching for the condom in her jacket, after sliding it on his throbbing dick she eased it inside of her. They both sighed in complete ecstasy and she started to ride him energetically, he pulled her tits out of the bra as best he could and they bounced with each thrust. He lifted his head up to suck on her left nipple and she cried out in pleasure and then he thrust into her even harder than before.

He wanted to fuck her so much harder, and, since he couldn’t stand the feeling of want which she was bringing out from somewhere deep within him, he grabbed her, so he would be the one on top of her and then he slammed deep and hard into her. She screamed out at the top of her lungs, pleading for him to go harder and harder and faster, and he obliged. She knew it was possible she may not be able to walk for at least a week after this encounter, but it made her want more of that, and she just wanted more. She pulled her legs up wrapping them around him, while crossing them over his back. She scratched his back drawing a bit of blood and it just made him fuck her harder and deeper. She was screaming and panting so much she could barely recognize her own self. It had never happened to her before, she was always quiet while someone was fucking her. He came so violently and with a deep throaty growl, which had made her grin widely. He collapsed on top of her, breathing heavily, which made her smirk.

“I hope you’re going to let me know when you’re ready for a round two.“

"How about we take a shower?” He suggested.

She grinned as a way of response and let him carry her into the bathroom where she intended to continue the fuck-fest until morning, at the very least.

Summary: The story of how the risk Spencer took and bonus of how the team realized they aren’t as observant as they claim to be

A/N: This was written for @omgbigfluffwriting​ as a part of @imagining-in-the-margins​ server swap 

I love your writing, and I think you’re a lovely person. I also hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it.
Word Count: 1,7k

“Why is she here so early? She had her fourth date this week yesterday after work. I thought she would finally get laid,” Emily whispered to Derek, as she was scrutinizing you, trying to figure out if you got lucky or not.

“Maybe it was four different guys, Prentiss. I don’t think it’s working out for her with any of them, since she does have high standards,” Derek teased, before wiggling his eyebrows.

“Derek, stop gossiping and I would prefer it if the both of you left my poor sweet child’s love life alone!” Penelope smacked him across the back of his head, smiling after she heard the satisfying “Ouch” from the Dreamy Chocolate Thunder God.

“No, something is definitely different this time around,” Emily continued. “Just look at the wide smile on her face. It means that the date went well.”

“Why are you all looking at Y/N like that?” Spencer’s voice from behind them made all of their hearts skip a beat, which is why none of them noticed the way his voice cracked while he was asking the question. Realizing his mistake, and that they weren’t paying attention to that, Spencer turned in your direction, waving at you and you waved back, as you shared the secret smiles only you two would know the meaning to.

“Because she was on another date last night.” Derek stated.

“We’re trying to figure out if Y/N is still single or not.”

“I thought there was a ‘No profiling’ rule when it comes to team members.” You asked them, they weren’t as secretive or as quiet as they’d like to be as they discussed the topic of your love life.

“I’m sorry, Y/N. These two obviously know no boundaries when it comes to gossiping,” JJ grinned as she gestured toward Emily and Derek. “Sometimes I think I work with a bunch of kids.”

“Hey!” Some shouted offended by the statement, which made you laugh.

In the short time you had spent in the BAU as their police liaison, you had gotten to know all of them quite well. Granted, the fact that you assisted them with a couple of cases in the past few years helped the team accept you quicker than they had accepted any other new team member. You were only supposed to fill in for JJ, while she was on maternity leave, and then be off on your merry way, but Hotchner offered you a spot in the unit, and you couldn’t help but say yes. It’s not like you had any choice in the matter.

You had a different type of a relationship with each of the team members - all of the girls, for example, treated you like a good friend or  younger sister, although Emily was a bit more closed-off to you. The men… well each of them is a story for how you actually stayed in the BAU:

“How did you like working with the BAU?” Aaron Hotchner was no man for small talk and everyone knew that, which is precisely why you were taken by surprise when he asked you that simple question. It was your last day in the BAU, JJ was supposed to start working again tomorrow and the BAU did not need your assistance anymore.

“I loved working here, sir!” You said honestly. “I was taken aback by the severity of some cases, but working here made me feel like I could make a difference, give the families some closure, catch the culprits, all of whom are evil, and save at least some of the people on time. I have to admit that it took me some time to stomach some of the gruesome things I saw, but I hope I learnt not to show it, since I did not throw up at the sight except for that one time.”

Hotch smiled at that, which made you wonder what is going on. “I’m glad to hear that, Y/N.” He said, before telling you to take care and saying goodbye to you.

While Aaron Hotchner was weirdly friendly that day, David Rossi was even weirder.

“Ciao, bella!” He hugged you tightly. “It’s your last day here, I hope you’ll be happy on your next position.” 

“Thank you, but I don’t think that’s possible.” 

“Yes, the BAU does usually have that effect where it begins feeling like family and perhaps a bit more,” he said with a knowing smile, which made you blush. He was like the Italian grandpa you had always wanted. In the past few months, he taught you how to make Italian food like you should and not say something along the lines of ‘Here’s another American heathen, Madonna mia!’ Whenever you guys cooked at his place, he was the only person you trusted with your little secret, and he teased you relentlessly about it, but promised not to tell anyone, and he didn’t try to profile anything you did, like some people.

“Morgan.”

“Hello, Pretty Girl!” The smile didn’t reach his eyes, apparently even though he teased you a lot, he considered you a younger sister of sorts “So, last day, huh?”

“Yeah, last day,” You mumbled out. “I’m going to miss this place.”

“Well, this place is going to miss you, too. Especially all of the times you’ve pranked Pretty Boy and he screamed like a little girl.”

“That was you? I thought it was Morgan.”

“I’m sorry, Spencer, I just simply couldn’t pass on the opportunity to prank you.”

“I dare you to prank Hotch. Go to his office and set up the prank for him.” You were about to say no, but Spencer jumped to your defense”

“It’s her last day here, Morgan!”

“Exactly, which is why he won’t suspect it was her.” Derek said, making you think it over, you nodded your head, grabbing some stuff from your desk and heading toward Hotchner’s office. You were about to enter when Penelope ran into the bullpen, saying that everyone needs to come to the round table now.

“It’s about JJ” She said and the urgency in her voice made you drop everything and run towards her. Everyone raced into the office, but, somehow you were the last one there. Derek’s solemn face made you think something was wrong.

“Guys, what happened to JJ?”

“We need a new police liaison.” Hotch said.

“What happened to JJ?”

“Where are we going to find a new one in such a short time?” Prentiss asked, with a solemn look.

“Y/N’s still here.”

“What happened to JJ?” You asked, taken aback by the way everyone was acting.

“Nothing happened to me, Y/N.” She said from behind you, making you jump about three feet in the air, which, in turn, made everyone laugh. “I actually want to be an official profiler, which is why we need a new liaison. And we want you to be the one.” After the hugs, and the cake and drinks, you smacked Morgan for a good measure, because you knew that was his payback for all the pranks.

“Y/N?” Spencer waved his hand in front of your eyes

“Yes, love?”

“Love?” 

“Damn it!” You muttered, knowing you did the stupid thing, and Spencer laughed. He had the guts to laugh.

“I guess the cat is out of the bag now.” He grinned.

“Love? You two?” Derek asked again, gesturing between the two of you.

“Yes. Us. Because we are together.” Spencer stated, smirking at Derek.

“You whined to me how she was going on so many dates and you couldn’t do anything about it.”

“And you whined to me how Spencer and you were just friends, and there was no way he would ever like you back, which is why you tried to forget him by going out with other guys,” Emily pointed at you

“I truly believed in that.” You mumbled out. “But everything changed on the night you guys offered me to stay here permanently.”

“I told you,” You heard Rossi’s voice. You turned around and saw the fifty dollar bill that Hotch handed him “Tell the story, bella”

“So, as Emily said, I was going on blind dates left and right three months ago.”

“And I was annoyed by it, but I thought she didn’t like me back and we were just friends.”

“What changed?”

“Well, the night we were celebrating the fact that Y/N was staying in the BAU in the club, I got so drunk.”

“I don’t think anyone could forget that, Pretty Boy.”

“Morgan, shut up. Reid, continue.”

“Y/N, Spencer is pissed drunk.”

“I know. I’m the more sober one out of us, so I’ll take him home and crash on his couch.”

“Thanks, Y/N, you’re the best!” Morgan said, before walking toward some girl he was flirting with.

“Spencer, hey!” You sat next to him.

“Hey!” He said, pulling you in a hug.

“You’re so cuddly when you’re drunk” You grinned, making him laugh, “Like a kitten.”

“Kittens are cute,” He said

“And so are you, Spencer. But you are also drunk, so I have to get you home.”

He didn’t resist, and, one taxi drive later, and the two of you were sitting on Spencer’s couch. His head was resting on your shoulder. He was falling asleep and he said the four little words you’ve been dying to hear. “I love you, Y/N”

“I love you, too, Spencer. More than you can imagine.” You said, kissing him on the forehead

“I thought it was just his drunk self, trying to tell me he loves me as a friend.” 

“But, it wasn’t. In the morning, I remembered everything, and so, since I heard what she told me, and the fact that she kissed me on the forehead, I decided to admit it. ”

You were making pancakes for breakfast when Spencer’s cough scared you. He was unusually quiet

“Good morning, Spencer!”

“Y/N” The seriousness in his voice made your belly churn. “I don’t want to risk our friendship, but I can’t keep this hidden anymore.” He took a deep breath, before continuing “I heard what you said last night.” He said as you were flipping the pancake. As you heard that, the pancake flew up too high and fell onto your face.

“I love you, Y/N”

“And what happened next?”

“We kissed, and talked it out.” You explained “We decided to keep it a secret to check who’s going to figure it out first, to prove who the best profiler is.”

Spencer kissed you, in front of everyone.

“Do we have to see this every day now?” Derek asked.

“Shut up and do your paperwork, let them love one another.”

“I love Penelope.”

“And I love you, Y/N Y/L/N.”

“I love you too, Dr. Spencer Reid.”