Requested: Yes. Anon: hey! I really love your blog and I was wondering if you could do a reid x reader where the reader has a wet dream about Spencer and she finally tells him about her dream after he asks her what’s wrong and it ends in smut?? thank you so much
Word Count: 3,589, Warnings: Swearing, NSFW, Oral Sex.
A/N: Oh my God okay so I went a little crazy on this one and it’s a full fledged long fic. I was writing this and I actually needed to take a break my palms were sweating because Reid is so fucking hot. Anyway, I hope you like it! Please let me know if you want a Part 2 ;)
- M xo
(Gif not mine, credit to owner)
Sprawled out on your bed, your naked form was being admired and touched by a handsome man. He glided his fingers up and down the sides of your thighs as he placed sensual kisses on your stomach. “God, you’re so beautiful.”, whispered Spencer.
Wait what? Spencer? Hold on. Did you just have a wet dream about your nerdy co-worker?
You woke up in your bed covered in sweat as you tried to calm down your flustered state as you panted heavily trying to vaguely recollect the memories of the dream you had just had. It wasn’t a bad dream, in fact, it was amazing. You squeezed your thighs together in hopes of some sort of relief, but all you could do was think about the dream, which made your state even worse.
You sat there in silence as you tried to comprehend what had just happened. You’d been working at the BAU for 4 years now and you had never thought of Spencer that way. Sure he was tall, had gorgeous chiselled cheekbones and never failed to amaze you with his intelligent brain. Oh, God. Here you were thinking inappropriately about your co-worker at 3 in the morning when you had to be in for work at 7. There was no way you were going to act normal in front of him after this strange yet intoxicating image of you and Spencer practically having sex ingrained in your brain. All you could do was try to get back to sleep and hope that the flush would be over in the morning.
Fandom: Criminal Minds Words: 6, 487 Genre: Drama / Romance Pairing: Luke Alvez & Penelope Garcia Author’s Note: ahhhh, the love for the first chapter is incredible! I am so happy to hear that people are loving this AU fanfic of mine! It seriously means alot for me! Here is the second chapter, I hope you all like it (:
Chapter Two: “Unexpected Seriousness” [link to FF]
Penelope stared at the laptop screen in front of her. It has been exactly two hours since she arrived to work and she has done nothing by run copies for people around the floor. Checking the time on her watch, there’s another forty minutes until Derek arrives for work. Only a week has gone by since she started working in Delicate and the one thing she is mostly curious about is why Derek Morgan always starts work two and a half hours later than everybody else in the company. Penelope hasn’t exactly made friends to ask questions. What she has collected so far about the people on this floor is the fact that there isn’t no funny business. Most of the employees are either running their own meetings about certain projects and the others are rushing to the bakery side of the building to run some ideas with bakers. One of the most frustrating part of this secretary job is the fact that she has yet to set foot inside the bakery side of the building. For just a second, she would love to see the behind the scenes action of the huge bakery. It would be such a big learning experience for her. Her eyes glanced away from the laptop screen once she heard the echoing sound of Lynda’s high heels on the floorboard.
From what she understood from the guidebook that was given to her, Delicate Bakery & Co has exactly twenty-two floors. Each floor has one main assistant and a team leader for each department. Located in the first floor is the reception area. The second to third floor belongs solely to the bakery. The fourth to sixth floor is the Marketing Department with Team Leader Tara Lewis and her own assistant. The seventh to ninth floor is the Human Resources Department with team Leader Stephen Walker and his own assistant. It goes on and on with the same kind of pattern with the exception for the 20th floor to the 22nd floor. For those three floors, it belongs to three different team leaders that take charge of the bakery decision for the company. Spencer Reid’s office is located on the 20th, Jennifer Jareau’s office is located on the 21st and the 22nd’s floor which is considered as the top floor - belongs to Derek Morgan and the CEO, Luke Alvez. With what she can gather from her short time here so far, the 22nd floor is the floor employees avoid the most. Unless it’s really needed, no one dares to push the button for this floor in the elevator. Penelope blinked her eyes as soon as she heard the elevators open. Thinking that it was Derek, Penelope stood up to greet him but she paused once she saw Luke Alvez exiting out of the elevator. He slightly paused his steps as soon as he noticed Penelope but quickly ignored her as he walked toward his office. And the sole reason behind the fear and avoidance by people for this exact floor is due to Luke Alvez. Surprisingly, not much people like him and it’s as if he knows it too and just doesn’t care.
“Penelope,” Jennifer Jareau walked over with a folder in her hand as she looked at her. “When Team Leader Derek Morgan comes in for work, hand this folder for him. Tell him it’s the new updated details I have for our spring season project.”
Penelope nodded her head. “Yes, Ma'am.”
Jennifer arched an eyebrow at her. “Don’t call me that. Jennifer is fine.” Without another word, she turned around and headed toward the stairs. After staring at Jennifer for a week, Penelope has learned that she doesn’t like using the elevator. Besides being a world champion baker with tons of gold medal, she is also a fitness maniac. If there is a way for her to input some fitness into her work hours, she’ll take it.
The elevator doors opened just in time with Derek Morgan exiting with sunglasses still on. “Uh, this is from Team Leader Jennifer Jareau. She said it’s about the spring season project.”
Derek took the folder out of her hands and briefly smiled. “I’ll be in my office. If I need anything, I’ll just call you up.”
“So,” Penelope knit her eyebrows. “There’s nothing for me to do? Again?” She doesn’t get it. Does he doesn’t trust her with some of his work? All she has been doing is running copies or read through the pages for the guidebook. Anything involving the actual person that she has to help, there is nothing.
Noticing the kind of tone she was using, Derek chuckled as he crossed his arms and leaned against his office door. “You’re upset.”
Okay I just wanna know how Garcia knows how to spell every name the team tells her to search ??! Like I can barley spell my own name some days ??! And she just knows how to spell any given name handed to her ?!!! Names have so many different spellings and she ??! always guesses the right spelling?!! I wi..sh.,.
Reid x reader:
Imagine the reader being younger than Reid.
Warnings: big age difference, fluff/smut???, talking about cases
The team notices right away that something was on Spencer’s mind. It had been for the past couple months. It starts becoming obvious when boy genius himself starts messing up his facts.
“What’s up with you, pretty boy? Who’s got your panties in a knot?” Morgan asked him on the way out of the office.
The two were tired from a long day at Quantico and ready to be home.
“Knot? What makes you think anyone’s been doing anything with my panties? Did someone say something?” The doctor stuttered.
“Wow there. No I can just tell you have been distracted. Is there something you want to tell me?” Derek raises his eyebrows, stopping at his car.
Reid thinks what the best idea would be. He trusted Morgan but he also looked up to him and wondered what he would think.
“I met someone.” Reid’s mouth speaks before his brain has a chance to catch up.
Morgan can’t say he was surprised, he heard something from JJ but they were all just assumptions.
“A little lady caught the eye of Spencer Reid? Now how does one do that?” Derek smirks.
Reid has a silly grin on his face, he shrugs and looks down at the ground.
“She is- she’s pretty amazing.” He brags.
It was a relief to finally get it off his chest. For the past 3 months he’s been having to keep it a secret. He wouldn’t usually be hanging around people like you. Not unless he was on the job.
Not that there is anything wrong with you. Like he said you are amazing; smart, funny, beautiful. Everything he wanted in a girl.
You were pretty much his dream girl, except you are real.
“So when do I get to meet her?” Morgan wonders.
A question Spencer couldn’t answer. Both of your schedules were pretty full. You and Spencer had talked about meeting your friends next weekend at Rossi’s.
“Soon hopefully.” Spencer said before both him and his coworker made their way home.
When you heard the door start to unlock, you put your book down.
You greet the boy at the door.
You throw your arms around his neck before he has a chance to put anything down. He hugs you back.
“Did you get settled in?” He asks, closing the door with his foot.
You nod, you got into town this morning, Spencer was already at work so you have been at his house all alone. You two planned spending the spring holiday together. A whole week and a half of just you and your boyfriend.
You two untangle from each other and he puts his bag on the hook by the door. You loved Spencer’s house, it was what you wanted yours to look like. Books everywhere, almost OCD clean.
A love of books is what drew you and Spencer together so quickly.
“I think I need to shower.” Spencer announces, taking his coat off and hanging it will his bag.
“I think I’ll join you.” You smile and follow after him to the bathroom.
Spencer and you had been enjoying your time here. Times where he was at work, which seemed to be a lot, you found something to do.
You were never really bored, Spencer had an abundance of books and the city was interesting to explore.
You two were laying in bed, you were nearly asleep when his phone started ringing.
“Hello?” He answers, you knew he was asleep because he sounded half asleep. “Okay.” He says before hanging up.
“Who was that?” You ask curiously.
He starts getting up from bed, wearing only his robe.
“We have a case. They need me.” He gets into his dresser.
You frown, “It’s nearly two in the morning.” You whine.
He walks over to you leaning over you. “It’s all part of the job.” He kisses your lips and starts to get dressed.
You begin to doze off, the last thing you remember is Spencer covering you with a blanket and kissing your forehead.
When you open your eyes, the sun is flooding through the window, it’s just past noon.
You sit up, the house still empty. You check your phone and there is a message from Spencer. He says they had to go to New York for a case but shouldn’t be long.
You groan, you had homework to do but you wanted Spencer. You laid in bed for another hour before actually getting up. You made coffee and started right up on your homework.
You only stopped twice, to make something to eat and when Spencer called.
“I’m sorry, this really isn’t what I wanted to happen.” He apologizes over the phone.
“It’s okay, it’s your job. People need your brains.” You smile.
You can hear his laugh over the phone. You missed him, you were happy to be at his house than in your town. At least when he comes back you will be here.
“You doing okay-” Spencer starts.
“Who’s that?” You hear a voice on the other end of the line.
“I- I gotta go.” Spencer rushes.
You exchange goodbyes and hang up the phone. You knew Spencer hadn’t told his team about you. It was obvious why, you couldn’t help but feel he was embarrassed of you but you knew better than that.
You knew Spencer’s feelings for you were real, he cared so much about you and never missed a chance to show you.
Spencer had been talking to you about going to meet some of his friends tomorrow. They are meeting up at a coworkers house and he wanted you to meet them.
You couldn’t help but be nervous. He spoke so highly about his friends, you wondered what they would think.
The rest of the night you read and watched tv on your phone. Spencer of course did not have a tv which you found ridiculous. He was not that into electronics but everyone needs a tv.
You tried to stay up as late as you could, not knowing when Spencer would be home. When you found yourself falling asleep while reading a book, you knew it was time to call it a night.
It was almost 3am and you could barely keep your eyes open. You changed into one of Spencer’s shirts, surprisingly you hadn’t really worn one before. Spencer wasn’t the type of boyfriend who just gave away his shirts.
He doesn’t gets how sexy it is.
With that, you cuddled up in his bed by yourself and drifted to sleep. The next morning you woke up again around noon. You lifted your head up in bed to catch sight of the sleeping boy next to you.
A smile spread across your face, his hair is sprawled out across the pillow.
You roll closer to him and kiss his bare shoulder. You rub his back as he starts stirring. He rolls to face you and you automatically gasp.
“Spencer.” You say.
“Don’t worry, it’s not as bad as it looks.” He scrunched up his beaten face.
You cup his face, “This is the thing I don’t like about your job.”
“I know.” He smiles and pulls your head down to kiss your lips.
“Come on, let’s go out to breakfast.” He suggests.
The rest of the day was amazing. You two go out to breakfast then he spends the rest of the day reading to you. Your head in his lap as he reads The Narrative of John Smith to you. You notice he barely has to look at the book but that doesn’t surprise you much.
You two start getting ready to go to Reid coworkers house.
“Are you sure you want me to come?” You look at him through the mirror of the bathroom while drying your hair, a towel wrapped around your body.
“Yes, you are an important person in my life. I want you to meet the other important people.” He comes up behind you and kisses your cheek.
Having him by your side makes you feel better about everything. When you guys load into the car, you take his hand. He smiles at you, you can tell he is nervous too.
He cares so much about his team, if they don’t approve it with crush him. When you get to the nice sized house you park out front. You both sit in the car for a couple minutes.
“I’m really excited to meet your friends, Spence. I just want you to know, if they don’t like me it won’t change anything between us.” You comfort him. You have met the team before, it was before you and Spencer had even met.
“I think they are going to love you. I think it’s just at first they will be… confused.” He says.
You two finally exit the car and make your way to the door of the modern house. Spencer knocks and plays with his fingers while waiting for it to open. When it does there is a Middle aged man on the other side of the door.
He looks at you, then to Spencer then back to you before finally greeting you.
“Well hello. You just be Y/N.” He reaches out to shake your hand. “I’m David Rossi.”
You smile and shake his hands, “I’ve heard great things about you. It’s nice to meet you.”
He invited us in and there are multiple other people standing around the kitchen island.
All eyes go over to you guys and you can see the shock on everyone’s face. You wait for someone to say something and luckily Rossi finally does.
“This is Y/N, everyone.” He introduces you. He tells you everyone else’s name.
You smile at everyone and you and Spencer slowly start to merge with the group.
“Hi, it’s nice to meet you.” Prentiss says.
She seems very nice, you already had heard so much about the team, you felt like you knew them.
“Weren’t you at the college campus we were at?” She asks.
You were surprised she remembered. They came to your college and did a presentation about what they do in the BAU. It’s actually where Spencer and you met.
“Ah! That’s where I recognized you from! You were the girl who knew everything about everything.” JJ jumps in.
You’re honored that’s what they remember about you. It’s not that you knew everything about everything, it’s just no one in your class know much about anything. So when they asked questions you were the only one who really answered.
“Well it’s good to see you again.” Prentiss says.
You nod, this is going a lot better than You’d thought.
“So how did you and Spencer get together?” They asks.
You are a bit embarrassed, it makes you feel even younger to explain how you started seeing each other.
“Well after the lecture I actually came up and asked him a couple follow up questions.” You had already thought he was attractive from the beginning of the lecture. “He answered most of them but gave me his card in case I had anymore questions. So I called him the next weekend.”
Now it’s been a couple months. Time is really flying by.
Spencer walks up beside you, you smile at him. You think he just wants make sure you are all getting along. You actually really like Prentiss and JJ.
“Can I get you guys any wine?” Rossi offers Spencer and You. That’s when You notice almost all the rest of the team has a glass of wine.
You look up at Spencer awkwardly and he scratches his head.
“She can’t uh-” He starts.
“I won’t be 21 for a couple more months.” You finish.
The team is all the sudden quiet, all the conversations that seemed to be had suddenly stopped.
Reid is quite a bit older than you He celebrated his 32nd birthday this last fall.
“So your 20?” Garcia clears up. Her and Morgan are standing together. You so would think they were together but from what You heard from Spencer that’s just how their relationship is.
You nod and everyone stays silent.
“Well I guess Reid isn’t the baby if the group anymore.” Derek finally days.
You don’t know whether to laugh or be insulted. You take a step closer to Spencer. His hand finds yours.
“ I mean we all were joking you would be perfect for him during the lecture.” Rossi says.
“Yeah, you sounded so much like him it was kind of scary. Having one Reid around is intimidating enough.” Hotch smiles.
You think Spencer was right. It was a little awkward at first but after they get to know you, your age difference won’t even be a thought in their mind.
You look up at Spencer and smile at him. He smiles at you and kisses your forehead.
Next you just have to worry about telling your parents.