On the Case Files
Pairing: Reid x Reader
Word Count: 1,591
Summary: After a long week on a case, the team returns home, all tired and ready for a good seven hours of sleep, but Reid has a hard time keeping it in his pants, so he just decides to do the reader on top of her case files. Features really horny Spencer and public sex.
“Anyone up for dinner?” Emily asked as soon as everyone was back inside the bullpen that night. The case had taken all week, and it was a relief to be back home.
“Em, it’s already ten o’clock. I’d love to, but I can barely keep my eyes open,” JJ replied, walking into her office to retrieve the rest of her belongings.
“Yeah, I’m going to have to second that. But thanks for the offer,” Morgan said to her.
“Reid, how about you and y/n?” Emily asked across her desk.
“I think we’ll pass,” Spencer replied. He sat down at his desk and fired up his computer. “I still have something I need to finish anyways.”
You looked over at Emily. “Thanks, Em,” you told her. She smiled and bid the rest of the team goodbye as Hotch and Rossi were both long gone.
“I’ll see you two tomorrow. Make sure this kid gets a good night’s sleep,” Morgan said to you as he patted your boyfriend on his back.
“I will,” you replied with a smile.
Soon, JJ was out the door as well and it was just you and Spencer left in the bullpen. You decided to sit down at your desk to go through some case files that JJ had given you to review as she couldn’t really decide which ones to present to the team. You were always a big help to her with that.
It wasn’t long before you felt an arm slither around your neck, holding you tightly. You smiled while continuing to look over the files. But it was hard to focus when you could feel Spencer’s lips against your neck.
“Spence what are you doing?” you asked with a confused smile.
“I need you,” he whispered against your skin, the feeling of his hot breath giving you goosebumps.
“Spencer,” you warned him. But his hand inched down to your chest, slightly cupping each breast. “Spencer!” you yelled, swatting his hands away. “There cameras in here.”
“So?” he asked, continuing his assault to your neck. You sighed in pleasure as he nipped and sucked at the flesh below your ear.
“Spence, I’m serious. If Garcia is still here, she’ll see us,” you told him, but you weren’t making a move to stop him.
“She’s gone, and I can delete the footage,” he promised as he grabbed your chair and swung it around so you were facing him. In no less than two seconds, he hauled you out of your chair and onto your desk, on top of the case files you still needed to go through completely. “I need you right now,” he admitted, attacking your lips with his.
He was hardly ever as horny as he was right now, and you had to admit that it was really turning you on. And the thought of him taking you in the middle of the bullpen made it so much hotter.
His tongue was greedily exploring your mouth, and although you wanted to push him away, his savory taste, as addicting as it was, made you wrap your arms around him and pull him closer. Your legs tightened their grip around his waist, and you instantly felt his excitement protruding from his pants. You moved hips forward to meet his, gaining you a pleasure moan from your boyfriend.
His hands were greedy as they roamed every inch of your body until he eventually had one arm wrapped completely around your back to hold you as close to him as possible, and the other was at your core, rubbing roughly against the fabric of your pants. You moaned against his mouth in response to his eager hand.
“Fuck,” he whispered into your open mouth. “You’re soaking through your pants.”
Who knew sex in a public place could do that to you?
You moved your hands to undo his fly just as he began to undo yours. About a minute ago, you wanted to shove Spencer away, but now you were too incredibly turned on to stop, and you knew you wanted him just about as much as he wanted you.
You could hear the case files beneath you crinkle and you knew JJ was going to wonder how the hell they got so messed up, but you didn’t care in that moment.
Spencer finally had your pants off, leaving you in your underwear. You were still trying to shove his off, but it became harder to do anything when his hand was suddenly inside your panties, gathering your juices onto his fingers. He stopped kissing your and leaned back, taking his hand from your panties and putting your arousal against your lips, prompting you to suck the taste of yourself off his fingers. His mouth was opened slightly in awe of what he was watching and you instinctively pulled your legs closer to you, causing his erection to press against your core yet again.
You moaned at the taste of yourself and looked him right in the eyes, slowing beginning to rub yourself on him, making his arousal grow with every small thrust.
His eyes were hungry as they watched you slurp up the last of your slickness.
You were both panting by this point. There was nothing sexier in the world to you than what was currently happening in the BAU bullpen.
“Do you wanna taste?” you asked him in a low voice. His eyes lit up at your invitation and to answer your question, he knelt down to face your center, wasting no time to remove your panties and lick clean up your lips, making you moan some more.
He usually took his time when it came to sex, foreplay was his favorite thing about the bedroom. Teasing you was his forte, but right now, all he wanted - all he needed - was you and he felt he had no time at all.
You placed each of your legs onto his shoulders to give him a better angle. His tongue was circling around your clit while his fingers entered you without warning. His movements were rough as he retracted his fingers and shoved them back inside of you, repeating the process over and over again. Your moans got louder and louder as you approached your climax, and it took over you with one final thrust of his fingers, hitting you in just the right spot. You held onto the table underneath you to keep yourself from falling backwards, but that didn’t matter because no later than you came did Spencer remove his fingers from your core and stand up, fully discarding his pants and releasing his erect member from his boxers.
“I love you,” he said in a rush as he connected his mouth to yours once more before thrusting into you without so much as a warning. You yelped in surprise and pleasure as he kept his movements rough and quick. The only sounds in the room were those of your loud moans and skin against skin. You didn’t want to think about how messy the files under you were, so you started to thrust along with Spencer, meeting the rhythm of his hips, a large slap each time your cores met together again.
The cameras were surely picking up every moment of your scandalous activities, and it only made you feel more excited with every breath that became shorter and harder to take.
It didn’t take long for Spencer to climax, releasing himself inside of you with every thrust. His moans against your mouth were enough to send you over the edge once more, releasing for a second time within the matter of minutes.
Riding out your highs together, you kissed each other, open mouthed and messy.
You finally reopened your eyes to look up at your boyfriend. His hair was a mess, sticking to his sweaty forehead. You couldn’t imagine what you looked like.
“Couldn’t wait, could you?” you asked him with a sleepy smile. He chuckled in response and removed himself from you, pulling his boxers back up to his hips. You sat for a moment on the case files, bare from your waist down, wondering what you were going to say when JJ saw them.
“I’ll reprint those for you,” Spencer said as if reading your mind.
You looked up to the ceiling and winced as you pointed to the camera that was fixated right on your desk, signalling that it captured every moment. Spencer looked up to see what you were pointing at and although his face grew red with realization, he smirked and disappeared through Penelope’s door to delete the footage of you two fucking on your desk and a pile of file folders.
While he was gone, you put your clothes back on and mentally cursed at yourself seeing the damp files. They were covered in your climax, and although the thought of it was arousing, the sight was slightly disgusting. You laughed slightly as you picked up each ruined folder and disposed of them into the trash just as Spencer returned from Garcia’s lair.
His smile was all too mischievous as he grabbed his things. You narrowed your eyes at him.
“What are you smiling about?” you asked, gathering your own things.
He said nothing but simply held up a flash drive. You rolled your eyes with a smile and reached for it, slipping it into your purse. No way were you going to let him hold onto that.
“I love you, too,” you said as you walked hand in hand out of the bullpen.