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enbyprentiss · 4 years ago

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Risky Buisness

Genre: Smut and some fluff

Pairing: SubSpencer x Dom!Penelope

Warnings: exhibitionism, mommy kink, handjob, slight degradation and bimbofication, some praise, and i think that’s it but lmk if i missed anything!

a/n: this takes place in that one episode after Reid fucks up his knee and has to stay behind with Garcia, meaning Kevin doesn’t exist. Which is fine, I hate him.

Hotch tossed a file in front of Reid, who inspected it before picking it up.

“What’s this?”

“You told me you were clear to travel, you lied.”, Hotch stated simply.

“Naughty boy.”, Emily slyly commented before disappearing from the room.

“No, I didn’t. I am a doctor so technically it wasn’t a lie.”

“What was it then?”, Penelope mused, appearing in the doorway of the conference room.

“Um--second opinion?”, it wasn’t really a question but it certainly came off that way.

“Huh, you’re my bitch now.”, she smirked.

As if I’m not every day, Spencer thought as Morgan chuckled behind him. He picked up his crutches before following her back to her ‘bat cave’. Was he looking forward to getting to spend extra time with her? Absolutely. What he wasn’t looking forward to was being surrounded by screens all day. He couldn’t fathom how she works the miracles that she does, how she types at an alarmingly fast rate, practically piecing all the last pieces of every case together.

Penelope picked up JJ’s call, delivering details as she ripped one of her many desk toys from Spencer’s hand, which of course, made him pout. She hung up the call, picking up on Spencer’s signature puppy dog eyes.

“What’s the matter, baby?”, he muttered a small ‘Nothing.’, “Don’t lie to me, Spencer. I know you want to be out in the field, but we have to take care of our boy genius. You’re hurt, remember?”

He nodded, sticking his lip out slightly, “It’s alright, sweetheart. You’ll bounce back before you know it.”, she smiled and placed a kiss on his forehead, making him cheer up a bit.

Every second that they weren’t delving into file after file of victims and suspects, was spent messing with bright desk toys, sucking on lollipops (though that was mostly Spencer), and exchanging chaste kisses.

Spencer quickly grew into his role as assistant, even if it included interjecting Penelope’s words on calls. Of course, she loves seeing him do what he does best but that doesn’t stop her from shooting glares at him every once in a while.

“On it.”, they concluded the call while speaking at the same time. Penelope looked at him in disbelief.

“What?”, he returned her expression.

“Don’t you dare get sassy with me, Mister.”, she warned.

“Sorry, Mo--Penny.”, he shook his head as if to clear his thoughts before gently holding her hands in his, stroking his thumbs gently back and forth. And how could she ever resist her sweet boy? She lifted his hands and covered them in light kisses as he giggled.

They settled back into a comfortable silence before Penelope stole glace at her boy genius, “Dr. Reid, I know you are not typing like that!”

“What? What’s wrong with it?”

“You are only using your index fingers! That’s what’s slowing you down.”

“It’s not slowing me down!”

“Oh, you poor little anti-tech baby.”, Spencer blushed as Penelope placed her hands over his, guiding his fingers over the keyboard, “See that’s better, try on your own now.”

His tongue poked out slightly between his pluh pink lips in focus, wanting to impress the tech goddess herself, “Like that?”, he asked, shifting slightly to look up at her.

“Yup, just like that. I knew you could do it, you’re so smart, sweet boy.

Every once in a while, Penny would turn to make sure he kept up with typing correctly, and to her surprise he did. Sure, he’s a quick learner but when it comes to technology he’s mostly stuck to his ways (which secretly drives her insane).

It had been a long two days, but the case was slowly coming to an end. Rossi patched them both in on the call.

“Hey that kid--the uh, the smart one. I could use a little help.”, the other man on the line spoke.

Reid turned to Garcia, quietly whispering, “The smart one, that’s me.”

“Reid?”

“Reid here.”, Penelope rolled her eyes at his little smirk.

“Cross word question. 10 letters. Crater creator.”

“10 letters. Crater creator.”, he repeated, his eyebrows crunching together in thought.

“Arctangent.”, Penelope stated simply.

“Did you get that?”

“Damn, she’s smart.”, with that, he concluded the call.

“Mmhm.”, she nodded looking at Spencer with a sly smile, “Who’s the smart one now, lover boy?”

He crossed his arms and sulked, “You’re being so mean, Mommy.”

“What, you can’t take it all of a sudden? Because you seem to love it when you’re being such a little slut.”

His face turned a vibrant shade of pink before Penelope cupped his jaw, leaving a heated kiss on his lips. He quickly returned it, parting his lips to give her more access. Slowly, she moved down to his neck, sucking lightly but careful not to leave marks and trailing one of her hands down all the way to the growing bulge in his pants. He whimpered as she palmed over the fabric put pulled away when she went to undo her belt.

“Mommy!”, he gasped under his breath, “What if someone sees?”, they had kept their relationship under wraps and were planning to keep it that way for a while.

“So you don’t wanna cum?”

“No!”

“No, you don’t want to cum? Ok, that’s fine.”

“No, I do want to cum! Please?!”

“Come here, then.”, she patted on her lap. He scrambled his way over to her, it was a bit of an awkward fit considering how much longer his legs were than hers, but neither of them minded. She actually undid his belt this time and he lifted his hips up slightly to allow her to pull his slacks and boxers down just enough to expose his cock. As soon as she grazed her fingers across his flushed tip he moaned out shamelessly. He really did try to hold it back, but he couldn’t help it. He always fell apart at the slightest touch from her. She swiped her thumb over his slit to collect the peads of precum, pumping her hand up and down slowly.

“Mmf! Mommy!”

She hummed against his throat, “For someone who doesn’t want to get caught, you sure are being awfully loud, baby.”, she teased.

“Can’t help it.”, he whined, “Feels t--too good!”, he yelped as she picked up the pace, just to be a little more wicked. Spencer ducked his head down, burying his face into her cleavage in an attempt to drown out his noises. She moved one of her hands to pull down the hem of her dress to give him more access. And feeling his hot breath, and vibrations of his moans against her skin was enough to have her soaking.

“God, you’re such a good boy, Spencer.”, he bucked his hips up into her hand at the praise, “Do you want to cum now?”

He nodded frantically against her, “Words please, baby.”

“Yes! Please, please, let me cum!”

“Go ahead, sweetheart.”

“Oh, oh, oh! Mommy!”, he moaned out desperately, coating her hand in thick white ropes. Penelope put her fingers up to her mouth, sucking them clean and giving Spencer another sweet kiss.

“Thank you, Penny.”, he smiled shyly.

“You are oh-so very welcome, honey. You’ve been such a good boy these past days, helping me out.”

“Love you.”, he muttered.

“I love you too, Spence.”

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