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1. threesome | toys under clothing | hand jobs

Squares/Prompts used:

#kinktober2020 all three prompts incorporated

@cmbingo​ library square

@cm-kinkbingo​ Professor!AU

Warnings: Smut, public smut, descriptive smut, three-way relationship

Summary: Alternate Universe in which Reid stays on as a full time professor, the role given to him when Barnes restructured the BAU in Season 13. Other canon deviations exist but are minor.

Word count: 1530ish

AO3

There was a certain peace that being surrounded by books gave to Dr Spencer Reid. If he turned his immense profiling skill inwards he could trace it back to his mother’s love of books and the escapism they offered him from a difficult childhood. He had quickly developed a preference for a corner of the campus library rarely used by anyone except a handful of graduate researchers. The books and papers here were older, the stacks were closer together and there were only a few desks scattered around the entire section. It was remote enough to offer solitude while giving a soothing background noise of staff and students in other parts of the library.

It was here, at a desk furthest from the others that you found Spencer, surrounded by a stack of books and papers, sipping from a reusable coffee cup you’d bought for him to sneak his illicit substance into the library. You watched as he replaced it on the desk, well away from the old books and turned a page. The speed with which he consumed the written word made you feel dizzy, though your reason for seeking him out here could also be partly to blame.

He looked up as you approached him, his curious hazel eyes scanning you for signs of bad news. You rarely disturbed him at work and this was an emergency but not the kind he was thinking. You perched on the edge of the desk, setting your satchel down beside his. ‘Hey’ you smiled and reached out to push a stray stand behind his ear. Spencer matched your smile and leaned in to the affectionate touch.‘Hi? What brings you here? Not that I’m objecting.’ Before you could answer him a very faint buzzing met both your ears in the near silence. You bit down on your lip, gripping the table and pressing your thighs together and Spencer knew instantly what had brought on this visit.

Grinning widely he waited for the soft buzzing to stop which it did just as you caved and let out a soft whimper. His cock jumped in his pants at the sound and he shifted in his seat. ‘Emily torturing you again love?’ He smiled as you met his gaze, the flush of your skin suggested she had been at this for a few hours now. ‘She has me on ten minute intervals, I almost lost it on the way in here. Spence you’ve gotta help me.’

He chuckled and shifted again in his seat. The games Em played with you often ran for days at a time, setting all three of you up for a session of exquisite pleasure. What she exacted in her mischievous preparations she gave back tenfold when she wanted to. This knowledge of your shared girlfriend along with the physical effects she was creating within you had him hard and straining against his slacks.

Spotting the shift and knowing exactly what it meant you slid from the desk to perch on Spencer’s lap. There wasn’t the power play between you two like there was between you and Emily but you knew how to press his buttons and he was a decidedly softer touch than Em. He loved having his hair stroked so your hand naturally went back to the wild curls at the nape of his neck, your little finger simultaneously skimming the sensitive skin there. He shifted again beneath you and you knew you had him.

‘She’ll only drag it out if I help you cum Y/N. She’ll read it all over both our faces if I so much as touch you.’ He was being careful not to let his hands stray to where he wanted them, one against your lower back, pressing you in closer to him, another on your thigh, tracing the goose bumps your over aroused state had caused. ‘I know, I know. But it’s not against the rules if I get there without being touched.’ His quizzical gaze met your eager eyes, his genius brain gave him no advantage at all when it came to the fairer sex, something you found endearing. Realization crept into his expression when your fingers lightly traced the bulge in his pants and he had to cough to cover up the moan he let out. You got a huge amount of satisfaction from pleasuring both your partners but to Spencer's flawless memory he could never remember it causing you to reach orgasm without touch. When he saw you glance at his watch it all clicked into place for him.

‘You want to time getting me off to the next vibration scheduled.’ You bit your lip again and nodded, leaning in to capture his lips in a soft but passionate kiss as your fingers lightly traced his length again. Spence lifted his hands to cup your face, fisting them either side of you when he remembered he wasn’t allowed to touch you. ‘How do you want to do this?’ He whispered softly against your lips. You leaned back to check the nearby stacks and glanced again at his watch. ‘I have seven minutes till the next onslaught’ ‘six minutes forty two seconds actually’ you rolled your eyes and laid your palm against his cock which quietened Spencer again as he stifled a fresh moan. ‘I was thinking we sit just like this, pretend to be chatting and innocently kissing and I jerk you off.’ you stated simply against his ear. Preemptively answering his next question you pulled several clean Kleenex from the pocket of your dress and sat back to meet his gaze.

Spencer took a moment to process the situation. He’d never been much of an exhibitionist but he couldn’t deny the chances of you being caught were negligible. You were waiting for his consent and he gave it with a nod and a shy smile, moving himself to face you better and give you easier access to his trousers. Your smile lit up your entire face and you kissed your boyfriend tenderly, your fingers making quick work of his belt and fly. Reaching inside his black slacks you slid your hand along his aroused cock, gripping it softly through the soft cotton of his boxer briefs. Glancing down you smiled at the pattern. ‘Avocados eh?’ He grinned back at you, burying his face in your shoulder as you carefully extracted him from the novelty pants, your thumb swiping over his head to gather the precum that glistened there and spread it along his shaft. You could feel the kisses he placed along your collar bone as you worked him slowly, up and down, twisting your wrist slightly and collecting the slick from his slit on every other stroke.

You could feel your own slick soaked cunt clench around the small egg like device Emily had lovingly placed inside you that morning. The antenna that connected it to your phone and thereby to hers sat against your now swollen and throbbing clit and you moved your hips ever so slightly to feel it rub against the sensitive nub. No doubt knowing exactly what you were up to Spencer lifted his face from your neck and kissed you fiercely, pulling your bottom lip into his mouth and running his teeth over it. Your strokes sped up a little as the clock counted down to your mutual finish. Spencer continued kissing you deeply, letting soft moans and whimpers escape into your mouth. His knuckles had just turned white as he gripped the arms of the chair when you felt the device come alive within you again. Pressing your thighs together you sped up your movements around Spencer’s throbbing cock, gathering the tissues to soak up the now steady flow of precum that leaked from the tip. You felt more than heard the grunt he made as his climax surged through him and you watched his beautiful face clench in ecstasy, his cock pulsing it’s orgasm over your hand and into the tissues.

The combined sensations of the toy, the visual Spencer’s orgasm face provided and the feel of him coming undone in your hand pushed you over the edge and you let out a muffled moan of relief as your own orgasm rippled through you. Both breathing heavily you slumped in the chair, wrapping the wet tissue inside a few drier ones and pocketing the evidence of your adventure. Now that you’d climaxed Spencer felt free to touch you again and he cupped your face between both his hands and kissed you long and hard.

‘I better get out of here before the next one hits’ you mutter to him and you half grin half grimace at the thought of what the toy would do to your sensitive post orgasm body. ‘See you at home?’ Spencer nodded, not trusting himself to speak yet and he watched you walk away, your body more relaxed than it had been your entire visit. He smiled to himself, abandoning his perch to head back to his office and clean himself up properly. If Em had her way, and she always did, it would be a long night, one he wouldn’t miss for the world.

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5. sleepy/morning sex

Squares/Prompts used:

@cmbingo​ Free Space

@cm-kinkbingo​ cock warming

#kinktober2020 sleepy/morning sex

Warnings: Smut, p in v, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it folks) three-way relationship

Word Count: 720

AO3

The gentle dip of the bed roused you from your sleep. The room was dark but for the soft glow of Spencer's bedside lamp, the one you left on for him if you were going to sleep before he got in. You shifted to your back and smiled sleepily as your boyfriend turned out the light and slid beneath the covers. ‘Welcome home baby’ you murmured against his lips, kissing him softly before rolling back onto your side and letting him curl in behind you. It had surprised you a little when you’d first started dating, how affectionate and cuddly Spencer was when he got to know someone.

You chatted idly about your respective days and the work events you’d had to endure solo. Emily was away on a case and though she also hated the politics of networking events you both felt a little more at ease with her beside you. The conversation ebbed but neither of you drifted to sleep. Spencer had snuck his hand under your t shirt and was lightly tracing his fingertips along your waist while pressing delicate kisses to the back of your neck. It was enough to keep you from drifting off but not enough to wake you fully and you hummed contentedly and scooched back to press your body against his. His fingers danced from your waist to your breasts, cupping one softly as he stroked his thumb back and forth to raise your nipple into a pebbled peak. His lips found your sweet spot below your ear and he pressed open mouthed kisses with incredible precision.

With his hand at your breast he’d also effectively pinned your free arm and you were still too drowsy with sleep and pleasure to try to wriggle it free and touch him. Instead you pressed the globes of your ass back into his crotch and were rewarded with a soft moan that you quickly mirrored as he pushed his hardening erection back against you. Spencer sucked a small mark onto your neck and gave your pert nipple a small pinch, distracting you with the sudden surge of pleasure as he shifted, pulling your underwear down to your knees and reaching into his boxers to extract himself. You shimmied out of the cotton pants and kicked them out from under the covers, just in time to feel the warm wet head of your boyfriends cock against the back of your thigh.

You settled back against him and hooked a leg back over his, reaching down between your legs to stroke his cock to full hardness and slide him inside your cunt. You groaned in tandem at the feeling and took a moment to enjoy the closeness, moving your legs back together until he was fully sheathed inside you. You loved how your bodies could come together in so many different ways, hot and hurried, bruising and passionate, a mess of limbs when Em was with you but this, slow and sleepy and pressed right against each other, was your favorite. Reaching back you placed a hand against Spencer's small but deliciously peachy ass, rolling your hips and encouraging him to move with you. Your other hand found your clit and your fingers rested lazily atop the bundle of nerves, the slow movements of your thrusts creating a gentle friction.

Spence had his fingers back at your nipples, teasing and pulling one before lavishing the same attention on the other. The combination of all that stimulation, the warmth of your bodies beneath the covers and your sleepy state had your orgasm creeping up on you faster than usual. Tuned into your slightest shifts Spencer picked up on your approaching climax and chased his own orgasm. Yours hit first, your cunt throbbing around him sending him over the edge with a grunt. The pleasure rippled through you and you felt your body relax, your sleepy mind following it into a doze. Sure, you’d both wake up in a few hours sticky from your sleepy session but it was worth it to drift off to sleep like this, Spencer's spent cock slowly softening but staying inside you. Taking his hand from your breast you kissed the back of it softly and whispered goodnight. You could feel his slowed breathing against your neck, and followed him blissfully into a contented sleep.

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6. making out

Squares/Prompts used:

6. Making out

@cmbingo school

@cm-kinkbingo first time

Warnings: Semi-public smut

Word count: 570

AO3

When you discovered Spencer Reid had missed out on the formative teenage experiences of making out and other fumbling intimacies wherever one could find a little privacy you were inspired to help him have at least a little taste of the adrenaline and passion that came with semi public displays of affection.

You’d tried and failed to make out in his small car, his limbs were simply too lanky to fold in any comfortable way, and making out in a park made you feel indecent so when an opportunity arose as you both walked back from a family dinner night at Morgan’s you seized it.

Spencer had dragged you over to the swings in the small playground and dared you to jump off, not thinking you actually would. When you leapt from the swing at it’s peak height both of your hearts seemed to stop momentarily until you stood up, arms raised in a gymnasts final pose. You’d both dissolved into giggles and he whisked you away before you could try any more potentially limb threatening stunts.

So when you happened upon the local high school with its gates open and your adrenaline still pumping you grabbed your boyfriend by the hand and made for the bleachers by the football field. Sneaking beneath them you asked for his jacket and spread it out on the dried surface. You lay down on it and beckoned for him to join you. He did, wearing a look of deepest skepticism and you both lay on your backs for a few moments, reading the years of graffiti etched into the bottoms of the seats.

‘Y/N why are we here?’ Spencer had propped himself up on an elbow and angled his body towards you. ‘Making out under the bleachers is a high school right of passage Spence, I wanted you to experience it.’ A wide smile broke across his face and he blushed a little at this but leaned in and cupping your face with his hand he kissed you softly. You tangled your hand in his curls and kissed him back, the mood swiftly changing from tender and sweet to needy and passionate. The earlier rush of adrenaline from the swings was back in full force and made up for the missing surges of hormones that made these moments so poignant as a teenager.

Maybe it was the setting, or the mischievous mood you were both in but it was several hours before you both crept off the school grounds, avoiding the flashlight of a passing guard. Spencer was brushing debris from the back of his jacket and you were grinning and trying to make your hair semi presentable. Placing the clean jacket over your shoulders Spence tucked you under his arm and you both set off towards home.

‘I can see the appeal, the fresh air and adrenaline from being somewhere you’re not meant to be certainly adds to the experience.’ You grinned and blushed as you slipped a hand into his back pocket and cheekily squeezed his ass making him yelp in surprise. ‘Well I never had sex under the bleachers so it’s a night of firsts for us both. Though I guess failing at abstinence is another teenage right of passage.’ Feeling his cock starting to stir again at the memory Spence hailed a passing cab and you both clambered in, eager to continue your night in a slightly less adrenaline filled setting.

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25. vibrators

Fandom: Criminal Minds

Squares/Prompts used:

#kinktober2020 25. vibrators

@cmbingo​ romantic soulmates

@cm-kinkbingo​ blindfolds

Warnings: Smut, romantic smut

Pairing/s: Emily Prentiss x Reader

Word count: 824

AO3

‘Do you trust me?’ You looked from the silk blindfold in her hands up to her chocolate coloured eyes that met yours with excitement and lust. ‘Always’ you whisper and you try to pour some of the love you feel swelling in you into the kiss you share. The room was aglow with soft candlelight, their scent one of your favourites that you burned daily in your shared home. The smells of home and the time tested knowledge that Emily would not cross any of your lines had you sitting back onto the bed and sweeping your hair back so she could tie the blindfold before she even asked. You took a long look at her radiant face as she gently secured it in place and guided you back onto the cool sheets, your lips pressing soft kisses onto hers while you could.

Once Emily was sure you were comfortable you felt the bed shift and you listened to the almost imperceptible soft footprints as she passed over to the dresser. Music began playing, some classical song you knew you’d danced to at a work function once and you smiled. She remembered everything, your brilliant partner. The bed moved again and you felt her long dark hair tickle your exposed shoulder. ‘Hands over your head kitten.’ She was issuing a command but her voice was soft with affection and you complied instantly. You wanted to be good for her tonight.

You could feel her eyes on your skin and your breathing hitched with anticipation. The grin that you wore was probably mirrored on her face as you felt her move over you, her knees on either side of your waist. You managed to keep your hands wrapped around the bars of the metal bed frame but your hips bucked upwards, seeking the heat between her spread thighs. She sat back gently, pinning your hips to the bed and you moaned as her wet cunt came briefly in contact with the curve of your lower belly. Fingers pressed to your lips seeking entrance and you opened willingly, sucking on the two she placed on your tongue up to the first knuckle. She pulled them back before you could suck them further in, your head following her retreating hand until she slid them either side of your hardened nipple. Your head hit the pillow with a soft whump and you gasped in pleasure as she expertly toyed with one, pulling just the right amount. Her breath against your dampened peaks got her a moan and you could feel her grin as she kissed along the outer curve of your breast.

She shifted her knees, moving her wet heat away from you but still you held onto the bed frame. Your obedience made her happy, you knew if she wanted to see you strain she would have cuffed you. She didn’t push you too far, her hands tracing lightly over your sensitive nipples, down your stomach and along your hips. She pushed your thighs apart and you felt her move to lay down between them, her breath against your own wet lips making your cunt pulse pleasurably with longing. You felt her tongue dip into your channel, gathering the slick that was rapidly pooling before she licked a broad stripe up towards your clit, opening you up to her but not touching the swelling nub. Your breathing was ragged and loud as you awaited her next move. A quiet click followed by a mechanical noise met your ears over the music but you didn’t have time to try to place which toy it was before she had it placed above your clit, pressing down onto its hidden shaft and making you moan loudly.

She chuckled and pressed kisses to the crease of your thigh. She shifted up again and the vibration left your body only to reappear against first one nipple, then the other. Em was moving so quietly and the vibrator was on its lowest level so you had barely a split seconds notice before it made contact with your skin and the not knowing was making you laugh between moans. Her lips met yours again and you swallowed her own laughter. She reached up and took one of your hands in hers, giving you silent permission to use the other as you wished. You cupped her face and pulled her in for a deeper kiss, your laughs turning to moans. Lying down alongside you, your bodies automatically intertwining Emily reached up and loosened the blindfold, tossing it to the side. Your quizzical eyes met her own, pupils blown with lust. ‘Want to see you, all of you.’ She kissed you heatedly, your tongues dancing into each other. This time your eyes never left hers as she kissed down your body and settled back between your legs, your left hand softly running into her hair, the new diamond ring on it sparkling in the flickering light.

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13. impact play | getting caught

Fandom: Criminal Minds

Squares/Prompts used:

#kinktober2020 13. impact play | getting caught 

@cm-kinkbingo​  Dom/som

Warnings: Smut, three-way relationship, BDSM, impact play, Dom/sub roleplay Pairing/s: Emily Prentiss x Reader x Spencer Reid Authors Note: Part two to #kinktober2020 Day 1 which can be found here. Word count: 1020 AO3

You were washing up the few dishes from your solo meal when the front door opened and you heard the click of Emily’s heels on the hardwood floor. Your breath hitched and your heart began to beat a little faster as the telltale sound drew closer to the kitchen. You didn’t turn to face her when she entered the room, quietly finishing up your chore and remaining at the sink, your hands gripping at the edge of the counter to quell the nervous excitement that was causing you to tremble. Her bag hit the counter top and she walked round it to the fridge. Opening it she reached in for something but you didn’t dare move your eyes to see what.

Straightening up and closing the door she took the few steps between you at a leisurely pace that reminded you of the cat when he was stalking his toy mouse. You focused on breathing at a normal rate and keeping your eyes down. If you behaved she might let you out of the session in time for Spencer’s return later tonight. She stopped behind you, her long fingers sweeping the hair away from your neck agonisingly slowly. Picturing her smirk made the corners of your own lips twitch but that was all the reaction she got from you. You hadn’t realised she had moved until she whispered right against your ear. ‘Where was this restraint earlier today kitten?’ She was practically purring and it was so ridiculously hot you had trouble remaining still but somehow you managed it.

That was until a familiar buzz started between your legs. You closed your eyes and tried to count, tried to hold your composure for the 90 seconds the device would caress your most sensitive spots. You would have made it too, if Emily hadn’t upped the settings for the final few seconds. You gasped and breathed hard, your knuckles turning white against the countertop. ‘My room. Now. I’ll follow you up soon.’ Her command was given in her best no nonsense tone and you slowly unclenched your hands, and walked calmly up the two sets of stairs without looking up from the floor.

You worked quickly when you got to Emily’s room, stripping down to nothing but the small device and tying your hair back into a low bun at the nape of your neck. Placing a towel on the seat of the chair in front of the vanity unit you sat and removed your make up. By the time Emily joined you several minutes later you were sitting with your palms on your thighs, your eyes trained on a patch of carpet below the vanity unit. You could feel her eyes on your skin and your nipples hardened. ‘You know why you’re here kitten?’ You nod once. ‘You broke the rules.’ She paused, waiting for you to nod in agreement but you sat as still as a statue. ‘You don’t agree? You can speak kitten.’

Taking a breath you keep your eyes down as Emily moves to sit on the bed behind you. ‘No ma’am, I didn’t break the rules.’ ‘You had an orgasm when you were with Spencer kitten. I could tell from the heart rate your smartwatch tracked.’ You didn’t respond and she moved from the bed to stand beside you, her fingers cupping your chin and raising your face to look into her eyes. Her expression was curious but she was still in character so you kept your expression passive as she looked at you. ‘You came without him touching you.’ It wasn’t a question so you didn’t respond verbally or otherwise, simply gazing back at your Dom.

Emily walked back to the bed and sat carefully. ‘I still have to punish you kitten, tell me why you think you’re being punished.’ Your eyes met hers in the glass of the vanity and you allowed yourself a small grin. ‘Because I’m a brat ma’am?’ ‘Oh you certainly are kitten. Come here.’ You stand from the chair and take the hand Emily had outstretched to you, letting her move you into position with your chest on the bed, your feet on the floor and your naked ass over her lap. She ran her fingers softly up the back of your leg before switching to her palm and caressing your exposed cheeks. ‘How does ten sound kitten?’ You could hear the grin in her voice now, she revealed in your clever disobedience because it led to just this situation. ‘Ten sounds perfect, thank you ma’am’.

You feel her palm leave your ass and you breath deep, reminding yourself not to tense up. The pain was always worse when you tensed up. Emily’s hand came down with a satisfying smack against your left cheek which she caressed twice before lifting her hand to repeat the sequence on the right. She paused a little longer after five and you felt the little vibrator start up again inside you. Gripping the duvet you mentally counted out your final five strokes while trying not to cum. The device was pulled from your slick cunt and switched off and you sighed in relief, you’d been close to using your safe word and it broke your bratty heart to do that so close to the end of a session.

‘Up on the bed kitten.’ You shifted off Ems lap and laid back to watch your girlfriend. She must have had meetings with someone pretty high up to bring out the pencil skirt. Emily usually favoured black pants and a shirt for work in the BAU but when the job called for it she could be very elegant. This was one of those outfits, expensive black heels, a well fitted skirt and a silk blouse made her look every inch the powerful woman she was both in and out of your home. She said nothing but grinned as she slowly stripped off for you, watching you as you watched her, the game you’d been playing all day drawing naturally to a close when she stepped out of her heels and joined you in your shared bed.

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17. breath play

Fandom: Criminal Minds Squares/Prompts used:

#kinktober2020 Day 17. breath play

@cm-kinkbingo​ sub space

Warning: Breath play can be very dangerous. If you are practicing it please do so with a partner or a spotter and use the golden rule: less is more.

Pairing/s: Emily Prentiss x Reader x Spencer Reid

Authors Note: I deliberately didn’t describe the act of breath play for this piece because it’s not something I’m very familiar with and I wouldn’t want to accidently give a portrayal that is unsafe. The description of subspace is from personal experience and from reading others experiences of the drop that can occur after you submit. A drop can happen after any sexual activity, aftercare is vital.  Word count: 704 AO3

A keening noise captured your attention and it was several moments before you realised the sound was coming from you. Your lovers had you so strung out between them that you weren’t sure where you ended and they began and as long as it kept feeling this good you weren’t going to bother trying to figure it out. Slowly your orgasm seemed to dull but you weren’t coming back to any kind of functionality. A shift below you moved your body up along Spencer’s chest, your head dipping back as his chest met shoulder. You turned your head and let your lips graze the stubble on his cheeks as you felt your body being pulled to the side and onto the cool sheets.

Emily’s face appeared in your line of sight, some of her dark hair sticking to the sheen of sweat that covered her too. She was glowing, like she was lit from behind and you felt a rush of love so powerful it brought tears to your eyes. You couldn’t hear what she was saying but you didn’t think she was saying it to you anyway, her eyes were on you but she was angled towards Spencer. You felt the bed move and assumed he had gotten up and for whatever reason this distressed you greatly. You struggled to move your body, to get words out, to see where your boyfriend had gone. Emily wasn’t helping, trying to keep you on the bed, why would she do that? And then he was back, wrapping a big towel round you and holding a bottle of something orange for you to drink.

You weren’t sure how long it took before strength started to come back to you. Your body was slumped against Spencer’s chest again but he was sitting against the pillows now, stroking your hair and tipping small amounts of the drink into your mouth for you to swallow. You could hear Emily on the stairs and realised that you hadn’t been hearing anything for a while. She must have seen an improvement in you when she came into the room because her wide smile was back on her face instantly. ‘Hey beautiful girl, you back with us?’ You nodded and felt Spencer grip you tighter and press a kiss to your damp hair. ‘You had him worried’ she added nodding to your mutual partner. Placing a hand on his chest you moved your fingers through the sparse coating of hair there. ‘M’sorry Spence, y’ok?’

You shifted to sit yourself back against the pillows, confident that even if you did just crumple it would be a soft landing. Your eyes were on Spencer but you automatically opened your mouth as Emily held up some toast to you, taking a small bite while checking you hadn’t traumatised your boyfriend. You’d been in sub space a few times before with Emily, you recognised the symptoms of it now. Spence didn’t look panicked so Em must have filled him in on what was happening while your hearing was gone but he was watching you intensely. ‘M’ok love, I promise. Just gonna be floopy for a while.’ This at least got a grin from him. ‘Floopy?’ He enquired with a grin, holding up the sports drink to you again for another sip. ‘Floopy.’ You and Emily replied in unison with the tone of an expert delivering a fact.

‘Well now we know breath play makes things intense.’ Em commented and Spence nodded in agreement. You conceded with a small sage nod, curling against the pillows and leaning into your boyfriend again. ‘How was the orgasm?’ He murmured against your hair as he kissed your forehead softly. ‘Fucking incredible’ you sigh, taking another bite of toast and swig of the sports drink you could now hold yourself. That seemed to settle Spencer’s nerves finally. Seeing someone drop could be scary, especially if you were the one who caused it and you were doing potentially dangerous things. Talking him into trying that again might take some time you mused to yourself, and seeing an opportunity you slot half a slice of toast into his mouth mid sentence and smile sweetly at his confused face as Emily laughed through her own snack.

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4. photography/nudes

Squares/Prompts used:

@cmbingo​​ platonic soulmates

@cm-kinkbingo​​ dirty talk

#kinktober2020 photography/nudes

Warnings: Awkward discussions, discussions of nude photography, three-way relationship, alcohol consumption

Word count: 1470

AO3

The ping from Spencer’s cellphone dragged him away from the after-hours discussion the team had been having around a conference table in Bellingham’s PD headquarters. It was day four of a multiple missing person case and the team was making progress but they all knew it was likely to be another few days before they’d get back to the east coast. They’d taken the evening to order in and shake off the case a little, before hitting it anew in the morning.

Spencer glanced at the screen, frowned slightly and put it back in his satchel looking distinctly uncomfortable. He briefly caught JJs eyes across the room and shook his head almost imperceptibly. They knew each other well enough at this point that they could communicate vast amounts to each other almost silently and the blond profiler knew not to push him in front of other people. Pushing the last of the containers into the bin she straightened up and stretched. ‘Well, I for one am exhausted. Spence, you wanna head back to the hotel and watch something mindless on tv with me?’ Spencer nodded and packed away his own belongings, following his best friend out with a string of good nights to the remaining team and officers.

JJ climbed into the driver's seat of an SUV and pulled out into the light evening traffic. Their hotel was a 10-minute ride away. They had both done this dance so many times that when they were halfway there they both went to speak at the same time. This was perhaps even better than timing the conversation, Spencer laughed a little and seemed to relax into the passenger seat. Stopping at a red light JJ paused a moment and made her move. ‘How’s Y/N?’ He looked at her quizzically and she gave him her best ‘I know you, Spencer, now talk.’ look as she drove on with the light change.

‘She wants to talk. No not bad talk, we’re ok, really good in fact.’ He added hastily as surprise registered on his friends face. ‘You’re gonna need to give me a little more than that Spence.’ She prompted and he sighed and looked out the window. It was the slight flush of his neck that connected the dots for Jennifer. ‘Oh, she wants to *talk*.’ The crimson flush rose to his cheeks and JJ raised her eyebrows and grinned. She was no stranger to keeping the romance alive long distance and she admired you for pushing Spencer’s limits a little.

Pulling into the hotel parking lot she locked the doors to the SUV before he could bolt. ‘Look, Spence, I know this is awkward but I can help.’ Spencer made a strangled sound of anguish and was fiddling with the strap of his satchel and looking anywhere but at her. ‘JJ we don’t talk about this stuff, you’re my best friend!’. JJ took advantage of his refusal to meet her gaze and rolled her eyes. ‘You think women don’t discuss this stuff? C’mon Spence, I don’t need specifics. This shouldn’t be stressful, it should be fun.’ He acquiesced by slumping back against the door and facing her even if he couldn’t bring himself to look at her yet.

JJ took a breath. She felt the way Spencer looked, this was new territory for them both and it’s not like she had grown up in the most open family. Pennsylvanians weren’t known for their open-mindedness about anything sexual. She fixed her eyes on the light above the centre console and steeled herself to start. ‘So does she want texts, pictures, a phone call?’ Spencer seemed to be wrestling with his own awkwardness and it was a few moments before he quietly muttered ‘She’s sent me a few pictures. And we, wetalkinbedsometimes.’ He finished his confession in a rush and busied himself with examining a loose thread on his cardigan. ‘Ok, good. It’s not something totally new then.’ Spencer shook his head and finally managed to look JJ in the eyes. ‘Y/N is really good at this JJ and I’m just... this.’ He gestured to nowhere in particular but JJ knew what he meant. He had a hard time believing any woman would be attracted to him and considering how he’d been bullied and teased about it all his life she could understand why.

‘Spencer you’re an attractive man.’ He scoffed but JJ continued speaking anyway. ‘You are. And obviously Y/N thinks so.’ He seemed to accept this so she moved on to the next tactic.’ ‘So she wants you to send back something.’ It wasn’t a question, JJ really wasn’t ok with teaching him how to take a decent nude. Spencer nodded, obviously on the same wavelength. ‘So use your words, Spence. Or someone else’s words. Wasn’t James Joyce famous for writing explicit letters to his wife? If you’re not comfortable sending pictures then go that route.’ For someone as intelligent as Spencer Reid it always amazed Jennifer how naive he could be when it came to women. How he had gotten himself into a relationship with not one but two women she would never know.

JJ unlocked the doors and gave him her final bit of advice, the one she could only give if she could walk away and not have to look at him. ‘And if you really want to go the photography route just get Emily to help. She’s really good at that kind of thing.’ Leaving the car key on the seat JJ exited the black SUV without looking at her best friend and hightailed it to the elevators, squeezing into one that was technically full just to be sure she wasn’t still in the lobby when Spence came in. Exhaling as much as she could in the framed space and wondered why she hadn’t told him to go to Emily in the first place. Hindsight was a marvellous thing. All there was to it now was to raid the minibar for a strong drink and pray this didn’t come back to bite her somehow.

There obviously wasn’t anyone listening to her prayers that night and JJ arrived into her room to find Emily lounging on the spare bed grinning at her. JJ groaned, dropped her bag and disappeared into the bathroom to splash water on her face. She could hear the laughter in Emily’s voice before she even spoke. ‘I just got the strangest text from Spencer.’ JJ groaned again, pulling the hair tie off her ponytail and shaking her hair free. Emily had at least been kind enough to pour her a glass of white wine as she had been laughing and JJ took a large gulp before curling into the small armchair by the window.

‘What did he tell you?’ She enquired after another generous swig. ‘He mentioned he’d been speaking to you and you recommended my services.’ Both women dissolved into laughter now. ‘Does he think we’ JJ gestured between them. ‘No, I don’t think so. I think he’s filing this under inexplicable things women do together and not analysing it too closely.’ ‘Miracles do happen then.’ They both laughed softly and drank a little more. ‘Did you know Y/N was sending him nudes?’ Emily blushed a little and JJ raised her eyebrows. She could communicate with Spencer almost wordlessly but it was nothing compared to how she could read Emily. The two of them had this instant connection, and JJ knew almost all her tells. ‘You put her up to it!’ ‘Not exactly!’ Em had a hand up in front of her, she was involved for sure even if she wasn’t the mastermind.

JJ sat back in her chair, throwing her legs over the side and eyeballed her closest friend. ’We, Y/N and I, may have gone a little overboard with the camera a few weeks back. There was wine involved.’ ‘There always is.’ Emily snorted and took another drink before continuing. ‘She was still wearing lingerie when Spence came home. He was curious but she told him to be patient, he’d see what we’d done soon enough.’ Emily was blushing to her dark brown roots now and had to pour herself a second glass. JJ held her own out and they drank a little more in companionable silence.

‘Please please tell me you’re going to help him Em. I love Spence but I cannot have another conversation like that with him again.’ Emily chuckled and downed the last of her wine, gathering up her room key and phone. ‘Just wait till you have to talk to Henry and Michael about this stuff.’ JJ's horror-filled expression started her laughing again and she placed the half-empty wine bottle beside her friend, squeezed her shoulder supportively and went in search of her poor clueless boyfriend still chuckling at the whole situation.

[ineverhaveanynormalfans]

Criminal Minds Kink Bingo Masterlist

Completed squares for @cm-kinkbingo 2020.

Not tagging these with an * as they all contain some form of smut.

Praise Kink  (Spencer Reid x Lila Archer)

Professor!AU  (Emily Prentiss x Reader x Spencer Reid)

Beard Kink  (Emily Prentiss x Reader x Spencer Reid)

Cock Warming  (Emily Prentiss x Reader x Spencer Reid)

Restraints (Emily Prentiss x Reader x Spencer Reid)

Dirty Talk  (Emily Prentiss x Reader x Spencer Reid)

Aftercare (Emily Prentiss x Reader x Spencer Reid)

Face Fucking  (Emily Prentiss x Reader x Spencer Reid)

Subspace (Emily Prentiss x Reader x Spencer Reid)

Bull Pen (Free Space) (Emily Prentiss x Reader x Spencer Reid)

Exhibitionism (Emily Prentiss x Reader x Spencer Reid)

Sex On A Case (Emily Prentiss x Reader x Spencer Reid)

Reid x Lila Archer (Spencer Reid x Lila Archer)

Blindfolds (Emily Prentiss x Reader)

Face Sitting (Emily Prentiss x Reader)

Lingerie (Emily Prentiss x Reader x Spencer Reid)

Breeding Kink (Emily Prentiss x Reader x Spencer Reid)

Dom/sub  (Emily Prentiss x Reader x Spencer Reid)

First Time (Spencer Reid x Reader)

[purple-scarf-mistress]

Masterlist

Jamie & Spencer:

Random Works:

How to save a life ⚠️

Dark Truths  (WIP) BAU Team + Jamie- Pairing Jamie x Spencer ⚠️☠️

Chapter 1 

Chapter 2 

Chapter 3 

Chapter 4 

CM Kink Bingo2020: 💋

Mile High Club + 1 (Reid x Reader) 💋

You First (Hotchniss) 💋

Feelin’ Knotty (Reid x Reader) 💋

Ice Cream 💋

Aaron & Hollie Hotchner:

Filling in the Blanks

Panties in my Pocket 💋

Requested:

Red Hot (Hotch x reader) 🍒

Stakeout Make Out (Hotch x Reader) 🍒

50 followers celebration (collection of drabbles) 🧸🍒☔️

Sorry Sir (Hotch x reader) 💋

In The Zone (Spencer x reader) ☔️

Cramps, Cravings, & Cuddles (Spencer x Reader) 🧸

Random Works:

Tears on the Rocks (Spencer x Reader) ☔️

Headcannons:

Jet cuddles with Hotch

Spencer x Virgin Reader HC

Jeid

Key 🔑:

⚠️ - reader warnings

🧸 - Fluff

💋- Smut

🍒- steamy but not smut ... smut lite?

☔️- hurt/comfort - wump

☠️ - dark fic

[dr-spencer-reids-queen]

Criminal Minds Kink Bingo 2020

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Jennifer Jareau:

Only Just The Beginning // Free!

Spencer Reid:

Just A Taste // Office Sex

Tastes So Sweet // Oral Fixation

After Tonight // Standing Sex

Here in the Moment // Cuddling

Be A Good Girl // Breast/Nipple Worship

No Nut November // Hand Job

Sensual Massage // Massage

That’s One // Cunnilingus

Dry Humping // Dry Humping

Accepting the Unknown // Vanilla Sex

Aftercare // Aftercare

[ineverhaveanynormalfans]

31. aftercare | hand holding

Fandom: Criminal Minds

Squares/Prompts used:

#kinktober2020 31. aftercare | hand holding

@cm-kinkbingo​ aftercare

Warnings: Nothing explicit, post-smut, fluffy

Pairing/s: Emily Prentiss x Reader x Spencer Reid

Authors Note: I have had an absolute blast doing Kinktober. If you’ve liked any of my creations for the trio please follow and reblog. They’re all in a collection on AO3.

Word count: 277

AO3

Your aftercare rituals varied as much as your sex lives but it was the one constant you shared with both partners. Checking each other’s colours happened throughout your sessions, but occasionally one of you dropped either during or after sex. You’d learned what worked best for each of you when this happened, orange energy drink and toast for you, jello and water for Spence, lemonade and crackers for Emily.

Most times you just enjoyed being close to one another, lying in bed or relaxing wherever you happened to be for a few moments was grounding. With you and Spence both having huge praise kinks it was common to hear words of affection and appreciation and despite the cliche you all found yourselves expressing your love for one another during the post coital haze.

If it was chilly you’d gather blankets and cuddle together, hands lazily drawing patterns on each other’s skin, frequently being pulled to sleep by someone stroking your hair. In the heat of southern summers when you were sweaty but satisfied you’d reach for your lovers hand and entwine your fingers while you recovered. If you’d gotten adventurous and there had been spanking involved you had a lush smelling lotion that you broke out and massaged into red skin. Any kind of blindfold or restraint yielded extra touches, stretching out limbs and rubbing wrists and ankles.

No matter what any of you needed aftercare was as constant as consent checks, making your unusual little triad the healthiest sexual relationship any of you had ever experienced. You revealed in the care you took of each other, it only served to grow your bond and strengthen your relationships.

[inhanf-archived]

20. shaving/grooming | cunnilingus

Fandom: Criminal Minds

Squares/Prompts used:

#kinktober2020 20. shaving/grooming | cunnilingus

@cm-kinkbingo beard kink

Warnings: angst and smut, some fluff too, not too explicit

Pairing/s: Emily Prentiss x Reader x Spencer Reid

Authors Note: Small coda to S14E01 ‘300’

Word count: 500

AO3

You perched nervously on the edge of the couch in Emily’s office. Penelope had gone to wait by the elevator but you preferred to stay back, you couldn’t trust your legs not to go from under you right now. The relief of getting that call from Emily, saying they’d got Spencer back, that he was safe had sent you to your knees in the round table room, sobbing into Garcia’s shoulder as she clung and cried her tears into your hair. Anderson had gotten you both coffee fortified with something from Rossi’s office and you’d been waiting ever since for the team to land.

Emily found you there, wrapping you in a hug. You could feel her tears against your neck so you just held her, giving her the space to process without having to lead anyone. Spencer followed a few minutes later after extricating himself from Penelope’s hug. The marks on his beautiful face had tears streaming down your cheeks again as he held you both in an awkward yet reassuring hug on Emily’s couch.

You were completely unwilling to let him out of your sight over the next week, something he didn’t protest. Spencer didn’t want to be far from either you or Emily and you spent lazy days curled up in one of your beds or on the couches, reading, napping and recuperating. The night before he was due back at the BAU you found Spencer in the bathroom you shared, gathering up the things he needed to shower and shave. You leaned against the frame in the open doorway and pouted. His smile broke the faux displeasure quickly, and you stepped forward into his opened arms with a matching grin. ‘What’s up buttercup?’ He murmured into your hair as you snuggled into the crook of his neck, inhaling his scent.

You leaned back and took in his lovely face. The marks at his eye and lip were healing nicely, fading to barely noticeable bruises now. Spence rarely bothered to shave when he was home for a few days so the normal layer of stubble had grown out into a beard only slightly darker than his auburn curls. It was his beard and it’s impending removal that had you pouting. You loved his beard, loved how it felt under your palm as you cupped his face, loved how it softened his sharp cheekbones and somehow defined his jawline more. But you mostly loved the feel of it against the soft skin of your thighs when he was going down on you. The tickle of it against your most sensitive skin, the burn when he was eating you out like he was starving, the way your slick release coated it when he came back up to kiss you.

Reaching up you run your fingers along it and into his long hair, pulling him down to you and into a heated kiss. You wanted to feel that familiar burn one last time this week before it had to go.