uhhh i don’t mind really, i have spencer brainrot rn so it’s quite nice, but i do wish i got requests for my other characters cus i wanna write for them too!

ooo yes!! i hope you don’t mind i made it fem!reader, i can rewrite gn!reader if you want 🫶🏼

18+

you desperately tore spencer’s clothes off, burying your face in his neck as you ripped of his shirt, desperate to feel his bare skin against your own.

he was equally desperate to feel you, pressing you a close to him as possible, his fingered fumbling to remove your bra, his body aching to feel the soft flesh of your chest against his.

you caught his lips in a passionate, hungry kiss, both of you whimpering and moaning into eachothers mouths as you lips moulded together.

after a lot of desperate fumbling you were both naked, sweaty and grinding against eachother. spencer moaned loudly as his cock entered you through your slick folds, your tight walls enveloping him as he slid into you.

you gyrated your hips on him, still kissing him feverently, drinking in ever moan, whimper and whine he had to offer.

it wasn’t long till the familiar coil in both of your stomachs tightened, both of you moving quicker against each other, holding each other close as you chased your releases.

spencer came in you with a moan of you name, you cumming around his pulsating cock seconds after his warmth entered you.

18+

spencer was being a brat.

it had started randomly in the middle of the day, sass, snide comments towards you and encouraging sexual attention from other people.

and you were fucking sick of it.

you stalked up to him, where he was smiling at a couple girls that were unabashedly flirting with him.

“reid. can you come with me, please?” you said as sweetly as you could possible manage, ignoring the dirty looks you got from the girls surrounding him.

“cant you see i’m busy?” he snarked, frowning at you. your eyes narrowed as you reacted to his rude comment, your anger thinly veiled as you grabbed his tie and yanked him away from the girls.

“now spencer.” you ordered, your tone cold. his eyes widened slightly at your commanding tone, before he rolled them at you.

“yes ma’am.” he responded snidely, following you to your shared hotel room.

i love sub!aaron sm! i feel like, especially with such a stressful and all consuming job he does need someone to take care of him (and i would happily be that person 🤭) but im also not opposed to dom!aaron as well! and i will write for both so send in reqs guys! 💋

i also have written one sub!aaron fic here!

“hey, spence!” you greeted, coming up behind him where he was re-filling his coffee cup for the 3 time that day. you hugged him from behind, running your hands over his torso when you were interrupted by a soft whimper.

“spence..” you whispered, as you ran your hands back up his chest, trying to figure out what you did to elicit such a noise from him. as your fingers ran over his nipples beneath his shirt, he whimpered again, falling forward slightly.

you cheeks flushed red as you realised what you had done to him, and to confirm your suspicions you ran your hands down his body, to his crotch, where a bulge was prominently forming in his slacks.

as your hand gently brushed over his quickly stiffening cock, spencer squeaked, abandoning his coffee mug and speeding off to the bathroom.

you were left, a blushing mess in the kitchen, desperate to hear those pretty sounds from him again.

OMFG YES

ugh drunk and needy spence>>

“spencer, not here!” you whispered frantically as you watched jj, only a few steps away from you getting drinks at the bar. the rest of the team were dancing around you, minus hotch and rossi who had opted to stay home.

the problem was, spencer was a touchy drunk. also a very horny drunk. that combined with his neediness meant he would not get off you, his face buried in the crook of your neck whimpering in your ear, begging you to touch him.

“please- ah- please..” he whined softly, pressing sloppy kisses on your neck, his whole body aching for you.

“i need it- need it- please!” he begged, squirming in his seat lightly, desperate for at least a little bit of friction.

you were struggling to ignore spencer’s pleas, the desperate tone in his voice breaking you as you watched him squirm and whine. against your better judgement you placed your hand over his crotch, rubbing lightly over his bulge. he immediately moaned in your ear, bucking up into your hand.

just after he did this, jj walked over from the bar, drinks in hand.

“actually, spence is really drunk and not feeling good, so we’re going to head home.” you said quickly, trying to excuse you and a very needy spencer as quickly as possible.

i love autistic spence too! he’s so me fr

“-like doctor who and his flying phone box.” morgan deadpanned, looking around the room.

“actually!” spencer started, smiling excitedly as he began talking about one of his favourite subjects, doctor who.

jj sighed loudly and excused herself from the table, muttering about needing some coffee. the others laughed and followed her, hastily exciting the room as spencer continued his info dump.

he frowned as he finished his sentence, looking around the room and realising that everyone had left, until his eyes landed on you.

you were sitting next to him, looking at him expectantly, a small smile on your face.

“hey, don’t stop now. how does the TARDIS work? is it like a spaceship?”

spencer did a double take as you finished your question, barely able to process you asking a follow up instead of dismissing him like most other people.

“you- you want to know? you want to hear me ramble?” he questioned, pure confusion evident in his tone and on his face.

“well, yeah! i look hearing you talk spence.”

as your words sunk in, he smiled, a soft blush adorning his face.

“oh- okay! yeah, the TARDIS is like a spaceship, though unlike what morgan said-“

you smiled as spencer continued his ramble, listening attentively.