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reidsgfbf · 4 months ago

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under pressure || s. reid

description : in which reader forgets their weighted blanket, but spencer is more than happy to be their substitute

word count : 791 words!

notes : gn! reader, implied neurodivergent! reader, morgan gets bullied

Something you had always struggled with at work was understimulation. You never allowed yourself to stim, mostly for fear of judgement, but also because you feared it wasn’t professional for a seasoned BAU agent to stim in front of your coworkers.

Today was not that much different. After a quick bathroom break to stim happily now that you and the team were on the jet back to Quantico after a gruelling case in Denver, Colorado, you had returned to your spot on the sofa, rummaging through your go-bag to try and find your weighted blanket, only to remember you’d foolishly left it at home in your haste to get to the jet on time for the briefing after Hotch had called you about the case.

A little sigh escaped you. Luckily, most of the team were too preoccupied to hear your dismay; Hotch and Rossi sleeping, JJ and Emily playing snap on the games table, Morgan listening to his MP3 player and Spencer reading. It was him who heard your noise of consternation, and he looked up from his book. Upon seeing your perturbed expression, he closed it and inched out of his seat, approaching you.

“Are… you okay?” he asked, slightly nervously.

“I’m fine.” You told him, but it was clear he didn’t believe you.

Spencer raised a brow. “If you were fine, you wouldn’t have sighed like that. Now answer my question. Are you okay?”

Another sigh escaped you. “I forgot to pack my weighted blanket.” you admitted awkwardly. “I’m feeling really badly understimulated and I need some deep pressure.”

Spencer paused. “Deep pressure?” he repeated, momentarily dumbfounded before a bashful flush painted his cheeks pink. “Uh, would you like me to be your substitute?” he offered timidly.

You paused. Spencer Reid? Offering to be your weighted blanket? The opportunity was way too good to pass up.

“Yes.” you nodded in confirmation, moving to lie down on the sofa, and beckoning Spencer closer. He hesitantly did so, before pausing.

“Are you sure?” he asked, just to confirm. You rolled your eyes good-naturedly, but a small grin tugged at your lips.

“Just crush me, Dr. Reid.” you replied, so he gingerly laid on top of you. “Put more of your weight on me.” you ordered and he hesitated.

“I don’t want to hurt you.” Spencer protested shyly.

“Put your weight on me!” you laughed, and he did so after another moment’s hesitation, sensing that you really did need it. You relaxed under him as you felt his weight on you, a blissful smile on your face.

You murmured your gratitude, and promptly fell asleep under Spencer, who smiled in astonishment at how fast you’d succumbed to the Sandman. Though, admittedly, his eyes were getting heavy too… and your soft and slow breathing was lulling him to sleep… Surely you wouldn’t mind if he took a quick cat nap, would you? With that decided, he fell asleep too, his snoring mingling with yours.

Unbeknownst to the two of you sleeping beauties, the rest of the team had noticed what was going on, and even Hotch and Rossi had woken up. Morgan grinned.

“Oh, babygirl is going to flip if she doesn’t get any evidence of the two lovebirds snuggling.” he laughed, taking out his phone to take a picture, Emily following suit.

JJ rolled her eyes. “Leave them alone.” she scolded the two, with no real heat, as she too took out her phone and snapped a few pictures of you and Spencer slumbering together.

“Let them be.” Hotch, ever the hypocrite, added, as he also snapped a picture that may or may not eventually become his wallpaper for the next month.

It wasn’t until the plane was due to land that someone woke you and Spencer up, shaking your shoulders.

“Come on kids, the jet’s gonna land.” Rossi announced. Spencer blinked blearily as he slowly woke up, before jolting up and straddling you when he realised what position he’d woken up in. You did so too, accidentally smacking your forehead against Spencer’s making the both of you groan and hold a hand against your injured brows.

Morgan snorted. “You two really are made for each other. You’re both as graceful as baby deer on ice.” You and Spencer glared at the bald man, who raised his hands up in surrender.

“Shut it, baldilocks.” you grumbled tiredly and Spencer snickered, causing Morgan to fake a gasp of faux indignance.

“Agent.” Hotch scolded you, though there was a grin on his face.

“Sorry Morgan, for pointing out your shiny bald head.” you apologised half-heartedly, making the rest of the team laugh at Morgan’s affronted splutters. A little smile appeared on your face. Who knew forgetting your weighted blanket would lead to this?

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instakpop · 6 years ago

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Chanyeol scenario - Boss’s orders

requested by anon

A/N: this was supposed to be a oneshot (smut story under 700 words) but Chanyeol is my ult. bias and I was triggered

Genre: smut, angst

Summary: Although your relationship with your boss, Chanyeol is a secret, he won’t hesitate to punish you in the middle of the workday.

"Hey, Y/n!" One of my coworkers said, coming up to me with a smile.

"Oh, hey Kevin," I replied. He sat on the edge of my desk and continued, "A bunch of us were gonna go out for 'happy hour' and kick off the weekend if you wanna join?"

"I can't. Mr.Park has a retreat next week and he needs me to stay late with him." I explained.

"Are you sure? Half price drinks; I'll even buy the first round." He added.

I just shrugged my shoulders and declined. "Maybe another time, Kev."

"Okay. Well, are you busy for the rest of the weekend?" He asked.

"Well..." I tried to think up an excuse, but a husky voice came to the rescue.

"Y/n! Come in here please." Mr.Park called.

I stood up and Kevin made himself scarce. I turned to walk into his office and he gestured for me to close the door.

"You called for m-"

"What is Kevin doing?" He interrupted, not even bothering to look up from his computer.

"Oh, um... Nothing. He was just fooling around." I tried to be as honest as possible without making him jealous. My plan quickly backfired when, in a single blink, he switched his focus from his work to me.

"Nothing?" He asked with an unconvinced glare.

"Chanyeol," I warned.

He stood up from his desk, walked up to me and placed his hands on my hips. "It sounded to me like he wanted what's mine." He leaned toward my ear, kissing the soft spot just below the lobe. His hot breath was enough to make me soak through my panties. I let out a soft moan and he pinched the side of my ass. "Shhh, princess. It's not the end of the day yet. Which reminds me."

Chanyeol pulled away from me, walked back to his desk and left me in awe. I just stood there motionless, taking in what just happened. He logged back into his computer and returned to what he was working on.

"You're just gonna leave me like this?"

"Frustrating. Isn't it?" He said, again not making eye contact.

I turned my heal and walked out of his office. The second I sat down I could feel my clit throbbing. I pressed my thighs together and bit my lip. There is no way I'll get anything done like this. I was checking the clock every five minutes until finally, the work day was over. Everyone packed up their things and headed for the door. Kevin strode past my desk sending me a wink and left.

As soon as everyone was out the door. I stood up, took a look around and went right back into Chanyeol's office. He was in the exact position that I left him in, staring at his screen with no emotion. He didn't even notice me. I strolled around his desk, came up behind him and rested my hands on his shoulders.

"What are you doing?" He asked, eyes locked on his work.

"It's after hours." I kissed his temple, running my hands down his firm chest. "I think you owe me an apology by the way."

"And why is that?" He said, typing somethng onto a document.

That's it. I pulled his chair away from the desk, spinning him around to look at me. I straddled his hips causing my work skirt to start rolling up. His eyes went straight to my barely covered panties and his smirk started growing.

"First of all, my eyes are up here." I lifted his chin, forcing him to actually look at me. "Secondly, leaving me all hot and bothered isn't very nice."

His hands stroked up and down my sides, untucking my shirt. "It's not very nice to lead someone on either."

"Who did I lead on?"

"I heard you talking to Kevin, Y/n. You never actually said the word no. You just... skirted around the issue and let him think he had a chance." His hands moved to my thighs, raising the hem of my skirt even higher, uncovering my ass.

"Baby, if I told him I had a boyfriend, he'd want to know who and I'd have to lie, and you of all people know I'm a bad liar." I locked my arms around his shoulders, combing through the little hairs on the back of his head.

"Hmm~" He hummed, relaxing into my touch. His eyes fluttered shut, he relaxed his lips and he tilted his head back.

I took the opportunity to give him a few little kisses on his neck, working my way up to his plush pink lips. His hold on my hips tightened, bringing me in as close as he could. Our chests pressed together, making him moan. I lifted my head up, brushing our noses together before I crashed my lips into his.

My hand held the back of his head, moving it to the side to deepen the kiss. He slipped his hands under my top, unhooking my bra. I finished the job for him and pulled my shirt and bra off, tossing it aside and returning to his lips. His hands came around to my front, cupping my breasts. He looked down at them, breaking the kiss and wrapping his lips around my nipple, sucking gently.

Leaning back, I gave him full access to my chest while my fingers played in his soft hair. He lifted me up, holding me against him until he placed me on his desk. He knocked the paperwork and picture frames out of the way and had me lay flat on my back. I watched as he undid his pants, freeing his rock hard erection. I opened my legs wider, readying myself for him.

He hovered above me, pausing when he remembered my panties were still in the way. With one movement, he ripped them off of me, tearing the lace.

"Hey! That was my favorite set you just ruined." I scolded.

He gave me a devilish smirk in return and said, "I bought you those, I can buy you new ones."

He lined himself up at my entrance and before I could get a word out, he thrusted his entire length into me eagerly. I gasped, arching my back. My nails dug into his biceps as he moved in and out of me roughly.

"just like that, babygirl. Take it." His chest rose and fell with each short breath. "This is what you wanted all day? To come into my office, have me lay you down and pound into you till you scream!"

"Chanyeol! Oh god!" I clenched around him, making my walls even tighter as I approached my orgasm. "I'm so close."

Chanyeol lifted my legs a little higher, finding the perfect angle, slapping our hips together. My mouth fell open and I came undone. Shivers rushed up my spine when I heard Chanyeol growl and groan through his climax.

I relaxed onto his desk, coming back down from a stimulating high. As soon as we caught our breath Chanyeol stood up, stuffing his soft member into his pants and zipping them up. He looked down at my half-naked body with a smirk and gave me a hand, lifting me off the desk. I straightened my skirt and put my bra and shirt back on. When went to pick up my torn panties Chanyeol intercepted me, taking them for himself and putting them in his pocket.

"Stay with me tonight." He requested while pulling me into his strong arms. "You and I have a few more... matters to tend to."

THE END

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