Summary - in the midst of his drug addiction Spencer bumps into a handsome jogger who helps Spencer in more ways than he’ll ever know. Ten years later when he’s introduced to new agent Luke Alvez, there is something so hauntingly familiar about him…
A/N- I’m still chomping my way through all my build-a-blurbs for my milestone celebration which I am still taking requests for. But this idea manifested and begged to be written.
Pairing - Spencer Reid / Luke Alvez
Category - heavy angst with a happy ending. Some mentions of NSFW topics so minors DNI.
Content Warnings-heavy drug use, mentions of drug fuelled anonymous sex with multiple partners, brief mention of prison, swearing, Spencer is just a slutty mess, Luke is his unwitting guardian angel.
Word Count - 4.7k
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2007
The air was thick and heavy with the kind of unbridled lust that seeped deep into his veins. Veins that not so long ago had been readied and pumped with the heady substance that set all his nerve endings ablaze.
Images floated around the edge of his peripherals. Three men? No four. No three. Definitely four.
The plastic tubing of the makeshift tourniquet still hugged his small bicep.
No need to remove it. Probably need it again anyway.
One minute he was on his back and the next his front, his bare chest pressing against the old mattress in the corner of the warehouse.
Strong hands pinning him down, keeping him in place.
ahhhh it’s finally here i spent so long deciding on how i wanted this fic to go!
synopsis- a demon slayer in her early 20’s meets the upper moon and builds a relationship with him, as they spend time together she slowly feels more and more connected to the being
wc- 1.7k
tw- virginity loss, smut, blood, dubcon (reader does consent, but just in case) monsterfucking, marking, degradation, creampie, dacryphillia
You felt a certain guilt every single time you had this rendezvous. It had become a nigltly thing basically when you had the time and weren’t out on a mission, fuck, even after missions you found time for the demon with the striking eyes and blush tinted hair.
Technically sneaking around like this was breaking a rule, but nobody had to know right? Nobody had to know you let a demon defile you almost nightly and you enjoy it.
As you get ready for another meet up with him, you recall your first night with him.
