Slippery When Wet
Reid x Reader
“You had sex in the Museum of Modern Art ? Oh my gawd..” Penelope’s hands were clasped over her mouth and she was almost shaking with laughter.
You all were. What had started off as a nice meal cooked by JJ, had quickly escalated into a full on girls night in. You were all strewn about her living room, wine bottles in various places. You were lying on her couch, your feet placed in Emily’s lap and you were all discussing the various strange places you’d had sex.
You were tipsy, pleasantly on your way to being hammered and you were having a brilliant night in with your female colleagues. Garcia was sat in the arm chair with her legs slung up over the side and JJ was sprawled out on her floor, her head propped up on her arms and a half empty bottle of wine next to her. She’d taken to swigging directly from the bottle as she’d smashed her second wine glass an hour ago and you’d all berated her for wasting alcohol. You knew where your priorities were.
“Yep! I used to date one of the security guards when I was eighteen. He snuck us in after hours,” Emily told you, her face pink with laughter.
“God…” JJ said. “The most adventurous place me and Will do it is in the shower, he loves it in there.”
You giggled, “Spence loves it when we fuck in the shower too, although I’m always scared we’ll slip over.”
The three girls stopped laughing and all turned to look at you incredulously.
“Spence?” Emily asked.
Your eyes widened as you realised what you’d said.
“OUR Spencer?!?” JJ rearranged herself into an upright position, crossing her legs and leaning forward.
“Y/N? Really? You and Reid?”
JJ crawled across the floor and pulled out her handbag which was stashed at the side of her couch. Taking out her purse, she handed fifty dollars to Emily.
“Penelope, I believe you owe me fifty too?” Prentiss told Garcia.
“In a minute. I still…. Really?” She was leaning forward in her seat.
“You can’t say anything to the guys. Please. We’re not ready for people to know yet.”
“OH MY GOSH, IT’S TRUE!!” Garcia squealed and you caught JJ rolling her eyes and making the motion of covering her ears.
You took a big gulp of wine and nodded, readying yourself for the questions.
“When?” Penny demanded to know. “No no no wait.. I bet it was at Morgan’s party? Am I right, am I right?”
You shook your head. “We were together by then.”
“THAT WAS THREE MONTHS AGO, Y/N.”
Emily and JJ just looked amused, watching the exchange between you two. You gave them all a sheepish look.
“The time we went on that outward bounds team building thing? I remember you two lagging behind on the trails. Did something happen then. Wait… You two got back to camp a good thirty minutes after the rest of us. It was then wasn’t it… Oh I can see it now; you trip and Spencer reaches for you to stop your fall. You end up in a pile on the floor and stare into each others…. ”
“Pen, no. We were already together then too. Although something definitely happened in those woods.”
JJ interrupted her just before she was about to launch into another convoluted guess. “When exactly did it happen?”
“Erm…. You remember that case where I was really ill and Spencer ended up escorting me home and spent the weekend looking after me.”
“Hahahaha,” Emily laughed. “So you played a little bit of Doctor Reid and patient then.”
“Weeell not exactly. I was too ill. But that’s when we discovered that we both liked each other.”
“Girl, we could have told you that.” JJ sipped from her wine bottle, grinning at you.
“So wow… That was… ” Garcia thought back in her head, “Seven months ago.”
“What’s he like, you know, as a boyfriend?” JJ asked.
All three awwwwed in unison. You weren’t lying either, Spencer really was the best partner you’d had.
“Does anyone at work know?” Garcia wanted to know.
“Only Hotch. And that was because we felt he ought to. He’s fine with it as long as it doesn’t effect our work. Which so far, it hasn’t.”
There was a moments pause before Emily cleared her throat.
“I’m just gonna ask what those two are thinking. What’s he like in the sack?”
“I can’t tell you that!!”
“Yes you can.” They urged, almost as if they were a practiced chorus.
“No, I can’t!”
“You’ve gotta give us something here.” Garcia begged.
“Look, all I’ll say is that he’s definitely picked up a thing or two from all the things he’s read, and that he makes me extremely happy.”
Another trio of awwws.
“I never really imagined Spencer to be a shower sex kinda guy though,” Emily piped up.
“Oh he definitely is. I swear, the amount of times one of us has nearly slipped over.”
The girls had promised not to say anything and you were trying to find the right time to tell Reid that you’d let it slip. You’d decided that when you were ready, you’d tell everyone together.
You were sitting across from each other around the circular table in the meeting room with Hotch, Derek and Rossi, waiting for the other three.
Strolling in with smirks on their faces, they handed Reid a wrapped package.
You looked at them curiously.
“A present? What did I do to deserve this?” He asked them excitedly, ripping it open at their urging.
“An anti slip shower mat? I don’t get it?” He looked at them confused.
You were going to kill them. All three of them, together.
“Y/N was telling us the other night how you sometimes have problems staying upright in the shower,” Emily told him as the other two tried to keep a straight face.
“I’m sorry…… I’m so sorry!!”
He started to chuckle as did the other men. Standing up, he quickly walked around the table and pulled you out of your chair, wrapping his arms around you.
“I kinda let it slip too, last weekend when we were at Rossi’s.”
“Thank God!” Derek exclaimed loudly. “I thought we were gonna have to pretend we didn’t know forever. You have no idea how hard this last week has been for me, wanting to make jokes at your twos expense. Although… The shower mat. I don’t get it?”
Penelope whispered something into his ear and he grinned, nodding approvingly.
“Slippery when wet, eh.”