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Spencer Reid with a choking kink

He’d never expected himself to like choking you

He’s terrified of hurting you but good lord

The way his hands look on you in anyway drives him mad

The way your skin flushes when he squeezes your thigh

Him knowing the bruises on your hips came from his hands

One day when he’s fucking you he just pauses and slides his hand against your throat

You were shocked but it didn’t stop you from pressing into his hand and rolling your eyes back

It drove spender WILD

he immediately pressed his fingers into your neck and started fucking you as hard as he could

He loved hearing your strained moans

Seeing the marks he left on your neck

Laughing to himself when you halfheartedly tried to cover them up

He’d eventually tone it down and not bruise you

Except for when he started wearing rings

Then it was you who made him leave bruises

The rings drove both of you crazy

That was a long night

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No Strings Attached

Summary: Spencer and Reader’s no strings attached relationship starts developing some pesky little strings

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Warnings: 18+ sexual content, exhibitionism, masturbation, mommy kink, handjob, edging, choking, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, thigh riding, sub!spence

A/N: This is a part of the Mommy Kink Collection.

It had become a bit of a tradition. Or at least Spencer hoped it was a tradition. It started by accident - the two of you were sharing a dingy motel room in Wyoming during a particularly rough case. It was always rough when kids were involved and this time they couldn’t even leave until the next morning. Sharing a room with you for 3 days had become unbearably burdensome. Spencer’s silly schoolboy crush had him waking up at the crack of dawn to avoid seeing you in pajamas and stealing away to the bathroom to resolve his prominent arousal. It came to a head when you caught him staring at your underwear peeking out of your open suitcase. Against your better judgement you decided to put him out of his misery and the rest was history. 

Spencer found himself in your bed after the next case in Denver and again in Oregon and in Montana. 6 times total.

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What if reader has a bunch of black and grey tattooes and one of the ways that Spencer likes to unwind is coloring in the tattooes with marker.

summary: your skin has always been your own personal canvas. now, you share it with spencer

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a/n: this ended up being more about emotional intimacy and less about de-stressing, hopefully that’s ok! also - let’s imagine this takes place in a world where washable markers are much more opaque than they actually are so that this works for all skin

cw: sex-adjacent (so like intimacy and mentions of sex, but not smut)

wc: .9k

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You love the feeling of ink against your skin, the soft tip of the marker swirling up your arms and leaving behind trails of color between black lines.

You’ve been doing it your whole life. As a child you were always covered in ink, covered in notes and doodles and other keepsakes from the classroom. You got something more permanent as soon as you were allowed, and have only been adding to your collection since - you’re covered in pieces both of your own design and of other artists, some embedded with deeper meaning and others purely for the sake of aesthetics and the art form.

They’re all of different styles - bold line work, intricate detail, delicate gradients and shading, curves and angles. The only thing that ties them together is the lack of color, the blacks and grays creating patterns against the canvas of your skin.

You are your own coloring book. You carry a set of washable markers with you at all times, adding color between the lines wherever you can reach when you need something to occupy your mind. The shower water is always a rainbow at night, carrying away the day’s worries and stresses as the ink swirls down the drain.

When you meet Spencer, the first thing you think is I’ve never met a more colorful person. He’s wearing a pink shirt and a patterned sweater. Purple shoes and mismatched socks - one bright pink with dancing frogs, and the other ocean blue with whales and polka dots. Nothing in his outfit matches at all and yet it somehow fits seamlessly together, it says this is who I am in a way you’ll later find out is so perfectly Spencer.

Where you wear your color in ink, he wears his in his clothing - both changing with your moods and whims and interests.

When you bear your back to him for the first time, you hand him a set of markers and say show me who you are. And he does - he lays you belly-down on the bed then draws with a delicate hand, going over and around and between the dark lines which have never touched color before. The only sounds are his breathing and the sharp clicks as he caps and uncaps the markers. His focus is laser sharp, his breath hot and shuddering against your neck.

The two of you have had sex before, but somehow the cool ink running across the places you can’t reach yourself feels a thousand times more intimate. It feels like you’re passing the point of no return together, and yet neither of you are afraid or even hesitant. You close your eyes and lean into the sheets, your breath steady and even as Spencer works behind you - there is no one else you trust more, no one else you’d rather show your soul to.

You don’t look right away once he finishes - you don’t need to look to know that his work is beautiful. But then he presses a kiss to your cheek and grins beside you in bed, a playful brightness in his eyes as they dance over you. He pulls you to your feet and ushers you over to the mirror, practically vibrating with excitement and curiosity burns hot in your throat.

Just before you look, you feel nervous all of the sudden. Your hands tremble with something that could be anxiety or anticipation or something else entirely. Spencer stills beside you, and then takes his hands in yours - he thumbs over them a few times before drawing his palms up to cover your eyes, blocking your vision as he spins you around so that your back is to the mirror.

“Do you trust me?” he mumbles into the crown of your head and you almost laugh at the absurdity.

“Of course I trust you, Spencer,” you whisper into his chest, “Of course I do.”

He presses his lips to your forehead and holds them there for a moment - you can feel his smile as he speaks, “So do I.”

And then his hands are disappearing from your face - you blink your eyes open to see Spencer’s warm smile in front of you, his own eyes filled with surety as he looks over your shoulder into the mirror. You take one last deep breath and then nod, craning your head to look -

Your back is filled with color - swirling blues and bright oranges, vibrant reds and brilliant yellows and soft purples. They use the lines only as a guide, unafraid to go over, to cross between and mingle with one another. It looks like Spencer -

No - it looks like the two of you, together. The meeting point between the two of you, the touchstone of your hearts.

Spencer wraps his hands around your waist and traces over the lines, trailing long fingers over the sturdy black, the playful colors. You lean into his chest and he tightens his grasp, the two of taking in your creation together.

You make eye contact for a moment in the mirror, speaking silently in between shuddering breaths. I love you, says his soul. Your eyes say it back.

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Tease

Genre: Smut, so NSFW, straight filth babes

Pairing: Sub!Spencer x Fem!Dom!Reader

Warnings: implied masturbation (male), nudes (male), spanking, oral (female receiving), mommy kink, implication of safe word (though it’s not used), praise kink, like one sentence of degradation, baby Spencer being adorable in skirts, and super fluffy aftercare

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Sinful | Spencer Reid

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smut | sub!spencer x bau!reader requests info summary | when spencer decides to let the witness flirt with him, you decide to have some fun of your own with derek. it becomes obvious that it’s a mistake.

this was sitting in my drafts unedited!! I’m still trying to finish up Amortentia part 2 & the Ethan AU. They’ll be up I promise, until then.. enjoy Sub!Spencer! This is my first real stab at a dom reader so I hope I did okay. I’ve read fics about face slapping as a kink and I just wanna let you guys know that I am not comfortable writing that so I probably never will include that.

Also I hate saliva so I probably wont write about spitting either. Sorry lololol

thanks @imagining-in-the-margins for the inspiration! (was totally inspired by “messy lessons” if you guys haven’t read it…you should!)

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Love Like This

Summary: Spencer is a little jealous of reader’s high school boyfriend, and they work it out over the back of a truck.

Pairing: Spencer Reid x fem!reader

Category: smut, 18+ (minors DNI)

Warnings/Includes: alcohol consumption (reader is tipsy but not drunk), jealous!Spencer, dom!Spencer (still pretty soft tho), outdoor sex, rough sex, dirty talk, light degradation, discussion of safe word (it is not invoked), overstimulation/oversensitivity, unprotected sex, breeding kink, fingering (before and after orgasm), comeplay, WOOF okay I think that’s it but lmk if I missed anything

Word count: 4.6k

a/n: This is in the tmsidk/lhalc verse, but I think it can mostly stand on its own. All you need to know is that it’s an established relationship and Spencer is jealous after a small interaction with reader’s high school ex lol.

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Spencer stepped out into the hot North Carolina air— still stifling but better than the stale, recirculated air of the bar. Y/N followed behind him, a soft hand against his lower back to steady her slightly tipsy frame. He fought back a shiver as she caught up to him, her hand traveling around his waist and her fingers digging in just above his waistband. 

“Jesus, it’s hot,” she complained, leaning a little into his side.

He chuckled a little despite his slightly sour mood. “Clinging to my sweaty body probably doesn’t help.”

“I can’t help it,” she huffed. “You’re just so cling-able.”

He rolled his eyes and held out his hand. “Keys.”

She rummaged through her purse, coming up with the set of keys and dropping them into his hand. He unlocked the passenger side door and opened it for her, supervising as she hoisted herself into the truck. Once he was sure she was settled, he closed the door and rounded the hood of the truck, climbing behind the wheel. 

As he pulled out of the parking lot and onto the road, he could feel her eyes on him. “Did you have fun?” he asked.

“Mm, I guess,” she sighed. “I always love seeing Christy, but I could do without Amber. She’s just so… annoying.”

He hummed. “How long have she and, um— Cal been together?”

“I don’t know,” she admitted. “Maybe, like, three years?” She snorted out a laugh. “They’re perfect for each other.”

“Why’s that?” he hedged.

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Again And Again

Part of Mercy’s 1k Celebration: A collection of Spencer Reid x Reader requests to celebrate 1,000 followers.

Pairing: Spencer Reid x fem!Reader Summary: Companion to Out Of Commission and Make It Even (but can be read separately) / Reader and Spencer are frustrated at the constant injuries they acquire on the job. Category: SMUT (18+) Warnings: Language, smut (oral sex - both receiving, fingering, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, creampie, spanking, light degradation, praise, multiple orgasms, dirty talk, very brief mention of somnophilia at the end) Word Count: 3.1k

Full Request: “hey !! i love you writing and was wondering if you can make a part 3 to out of commission and make it even where reader and spencer reid have sex” — @deepestcloudvoidhound 

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that tongue thing spencer does 

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Caught Up

Summary: Spencer and Reader can only keep their relationship a secret for so long, (and when Reader makes Spencer jealous on purpose, there’s only so long he can hide that too)

A/N: This is a bunch of blurb requests from my sideblog @spenciebabie​ that I mushed together and it really got away from me! So here’s a whole fic!

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader (Dom!Spencer x Brat!Reader)

Category: Straight up smut, like filthy smut

Warnings/Includes: smut, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, exhibitionism (they get caught), dom!spencer, handcuffs, degradation (name calling etc.), spanking, brat!reader, jealousy, possessiveness, so much dirty talk, please let me know if there’s anything I’ve missed!

Word count: 2.1k

Request/s: “hii! i love your writing and your blog honestly makes my day :) could you write a blurb about having friends with benefits with spencer and sharing the same room on a case and having sex but getting caught in the act ? thank you” 

“Can you write a blurb about y/n and Spencer dating and the team dosent know but there caught having kinky sex😃”

“ok so what ab like, mean dom!spencer is fucking brat!reader and she like playfully smacks his cheek, and he just like, goes feral bc like 😩🥵 i might need this”

“spencer literally just spanking you for purposely making him jealous”

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It had been going on for a while, too long really. And still no one knew about it.

She’d sneak into his room, or he’d sneak into hers. Or if they got really lucky, they’d end up sharing through some lucky coincidence.

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Could you do more mornings with spencer reid with his morning voice and soft kisses and cuddles 🥺

it’s not that spencer is hyper aware of you at all times, even when knocked the fuck out after being away on a case and working for three days straight, but - yeah - spencer is hyper aware of you at all times.

the fact he blinks awake just as you disappear into the bathroom is enough evidence of that.

he doesn’t know what time it is and, quite frankly, he does not care one bit. he hasn’t woken up like this in a while - sluggish, fine with that, dazed and carefree. he likes it, but his lifestyle and the way the world treats him doesn’t allow for this scenario much. has spencer dreamt of you, covered in armour, fighting off his ghosts and demons? yes. you found it hilarious and call yourself his knight in shining armour every chance you get.

when the tap finishes running and you’re tiptoeing back into the bedroom, you freeze when you see spencer, spilling into your side of the bed with one eye open. he stares directly at you.

“did i wake you? ive told you your toilet is weirdly loud.”

spencer shakes his head, pauses to stretch, then speaks in a voice that is so low it must’ve rumbled from his toes all the way to his throat. “no, i just missed you.”

“aw, cute,” you jokingly pout. his arms are open when you climb back into the bed, flopping unceremoniously back into his hold and the immediately happiness that settles into his bones is- jarring, to say the least. every time he’s reminded by how much you mean to him and how much joy you’ve brought in every faucet of his life, it’s jarring.

it’s a battle of some kind to see who can place the most chaste kisses to the other’s skin. not just skin, spencer covered your hair and head and forehead and ears with a tornado of pecks, and you, crushed into his neck by his surprisingly strong arms, let your lips place a flurry of kisses along his neck and jaw and collarbones - he has nice collarbones. you make sure to tell him all the time.

“you know,” and he’s alarmed by your tone, because it’s teasing and he knows he’s about to blush. “you have this whooooooole bed, a king sized, right? and somehow... somehow you end up on my side, taking up my space, all over me.”

and, unsurprisingly, the heat raises from his heart into his neck and cheeks and ears and he’s burning. “i have no idea what you’re talking about.”

you pull back enough to stare him in the eyes, shock on your face. “no idea? wha-“ you gesture to your current placement, how you’re one movement away from falling off the bed - the only reason you’re still on is because of spencer’s cuddles - how, if you lean up and look over spencer’s shoulder, there’s a sea of space behind him that could fit two whole people if they wanted.

he whines, embarrassed, and hides half his face in your - your - pillow. you laugh a little, shamelessly pressing a kiss to his cheek and the side of his nose, which makes him turn to face you again because- well, if you’re offering kisses, might as well kiss him properly, right?

your kisses are soft and teasing and never last longer than a few seconds. both of your sleepy smiles won’t allow it, won’t allow either of you to be pressed against the other for any longer before you’ll be kissing teeth. and he’s incandescently happy - to be here, like this, unable to contain his smile and therefore unable to kiss the love of his life for long, and he’s happy that you seem to be feeling the exact same way.

“you’re quite the cuddler, spencer reid.” you hum, shimmying to settle in and wind your hands under his tshirt onto his skin. he shivers, but appreciates your decision to keep your face directly opposing his. he likes looking at you.

“...is it annoying?”

“is what annoying?”

“me cuddling you all the time.” he’s already got the statistics gearing up to drown you in if you say yes - even though itd break his heart that you find any aspect of him annoying.

you jerk back a little, insulted. “annoying? if i found you annoying, id kick you off the bed. or id sleep on the couch.”

something about that doesn’t sit right with spencer, using his connected hands behind your back to pull you in closer. “you should never have to sleep on the couch.”

“then keep cuddling me.”

oh- well. that he can do. for the small price of you holding his heart forever, that he can do.

you exchange another sleepy smile, another gentle kiss to his nose while he can’t resist and kisses your lips. it’s weird to think there have been several instances where spencer almost missed out on this - times he didn’t think he’d make it, times he wasn’t sure he wanted to make it or-or times his insecurities almost stopped him. stopped him from getting this, this love and connection and kisses from a person he struggles to believe is real. and his. and chooses him, every time.

“good morning, by the way.” he says, eyes closed again, forehead pressed to yours and tone so deep it has you thinking impure things.

you don’t have the heart to tell him it’s the pm. “good morning to you too.”

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No one:

Spencer: :]

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Whoa dear LORD, did it jus get HOT in here or is that jus me?? 😶😶😶

PLEASE if he had an office at the bau, you'd be giving him head while you're under his desk 🥴

calls you his bad girl because you're acting like you want to get caught

*fem!reader !:)

"so.. you're finally moving into derek's old office, huh?" you ask, arms crossed against your chest as your shoulder leaned against the door frame. spencer turned around and smiled, putting up a picture frame of you two in city for vacation.

"crazy, right? never in a million years would i imagine this" you walk over to spencer and held his cheeks, kissing him softly. "we might get caught, yn. i just got this office, i'd hate to lose it already"

"oh please, where's the fun in following the rules?" you bit your bottom lip and smiled, fixing his collar. spencer's hand held your chin, shaking his head.

"such a bad girl, you want to get us in trouble, hm?" you closed the door behind you and placed your hand on his chest, pushing him to his chair and sitting him down. "yn.."

"consider it a congratulations gift" you whisper and bite his ear softly, earning a sigh from spencer. you fell to your knees in front of him and rub your hands up and down his thighs. "are you okay with this?"

"more than okay, babe" spencer grinned and you undid his belt as you bit his thigh outside his pants softly, his hips moving a bit. you pulled down his pants and smiled as his erection popped out of his underwear.

spencer lowered the height of his chair so you wouldn't hit your head, and he whimpered a bit as you licked a line up the base of his dick and blew cold air on it. the tip of your tongue flicked against the slit of his cock, already leaking pre cum.

"bad girl, you're such a bad girl. you want to be caught, don't you? god, i could spank you over this desk if i could, shit" spencer hid a moan as you pushed his cock down your throat, nose hitting his lower stomach. spencer's fingers grip your hair and you gag, pulling away and gasping with a string of saliva falling from your tongue. "you're so pretty, baby"

"am i your good girl, doctor?" you asked with your cheeks hallowed, stroking his dick slowly with your mouth around his balls. spencer's adam's apple bobbed, licking his top lip and shaking his head softly.

"you're a bad girl, put my cock in your mouth" spencer moved his dick into your mouth and smacked your cheek softly, making you groan. you both jumped as there was a knock on the door, spencer scooting under the desk all the way. "y-yes, come.." you giggle and he smacks your cheek again, pointing at you. "don't try anything" he gritted his teeth before jennifer came in.

"hey, penelope called us in for a new case" you heard her and you smirk, swirling your tongue around his tip with your hand massaging his balls in your hand, a smirk still painted on your face. "you okay?"

"yeah, just, worried about my mom. i'm gonna call her and then i'll join you guys. y-you guys can start without me. please close the door on your way out" spencer barely spit out the sentence as his orgasm built at the bottom of his stomach.

"of course" jennifer left the office and you heard the door shut, spencer pulling his chair out and gripping your hair, pulling you up.

"you're such a fucking brat, you know that, huh? so now i'm gonna make you sit in my cum during that briefing" spencer sat you on the desk and went over to lock the door, coming back to you and pulling down your pants, pulling your underwear to the side and thrusting his cock into you.

"i'm your brat, doctor, all yours" you laid back against his desk, spencer's hand covering your mouth as his hips roughly clapped against yours. he bit your neck as he came into you, not even caring if you came or not. he pulled out slowly and put your underwear back in place, slapping your pussy softly before standing you up.

"pull your pants up, get yourself fixed up before you walk into that room, you hear me?" spencer's fingers tilted up your chin and you nod, whimpering as you feel his cum spilling out already. "uncomfortable?"

"a-a little" you look up at him, who smiled. spencer kissed you passionately before stroking your cheek softly.

"good. if you listen, maybe i'll let you clean yourself soon" you nodded and spencer smiled, kissing you again. "your makeup's a bit smudged, hair's crazy. they'd be suspicious, clean yourself up"

"yes, doctor" you kissed him before unlocking the door and heading to the bathroom, a smile on your face as you ran a hand through your hair, spencer walking with a little pep in his step as he headed to sit in with the rest of the team, watching you come into the room a couple minutes later, cleaned up hair and make up.

spencer smirked behind his hand as he watched you squirm, looking at you under his eyebrows and you shot him a pleading look, to which he shrugged and looked through his folder. this was going to be a long case.

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All I want is for Spencer Reid to wear a skirt. Is that too much to ask?

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LET ME MAKE THIS ABDUNDANTLY CLEAR!!

I, the owner of this blog, am agender. My pronouns are they/he/it and I 1000% canon Spencer Reid as trans masc, nonbinary (he/they) and bisexual.

Nothing I write from perspective about him could ever be straight.

I'M NOT STRAIGHT

If you think like that, you can gtfo.

K??

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THIS IS LITERALLY WRITTEN FROM THE PERSPECTIVE OF A TRANS MASC NONBINARY PERSON PINING OVER ANOTHER TRANS MASC NONBINARY PERSON!! I'M NOT STRAIGHT LMAO SO STFU AND LET PEOPLE HAVE NICE THINGS

"She" by Dodie (rewrite)

POV you've been working at the BAU for a while now and you're head over heels for Spencer, but you're convinced he doesn't know you exist 💛💛

[Verse 1]

Am I allowed

To look at him like that?

Could it be wrong

When he's just so nice to look at?

[Chorus]

And he smells like worn books and sweets

He tastes like honey and warm tea

Oh, you would find him in a Polaroid picture

And he means everything to me, oh

[Verse 2]

I'd never tell

No, I'd never say a word

And oh, it aches

But it feels oddly good to hurt

[Chorus]

And he smells like worn books and sweets

He tastes like honey and warm tea

Oh, you would find him in a Polaroid picture

And he means everything to me

[Bridge]

Oh (Oh, oh)

Oh (Oh)

Oh (Oh, oh)

Oh (Oh)

And I'll be okay admiring from afar

'Cause even when he's next to me

We could not be more far apart

And he tastes like heartbreak and poetry and fall

But to him, I taste of nothing at all

[Chorus]

And he smells like worn books and sweets

He tastes like honey and warm tea

Oh, you would find him in a Polaroid picture

And he means everything to me

Yes, he means everything to me

He means everything to me

#this is bullshit #im literally non binary and did a rewrite of this specifically to make it nonbinary and mask #how is this straight?? #not my fault you think anything with he is straight

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Honey, that is EXACTLY what I want 😍😍😍

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