Hello Hello!! I Absolutely Adore Your Work!!:) I Was Wondering If You Could Write Smut With Overstimulation

hello hello!! I absolutely adore your work!!:) I was wondering if you could write smut with overstimulation of sub! Spencer!

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genre: smut

cw: 18+ mdni! sub!spencer, softdom!reader, dirty talking, praise, use of good boy, handjobs, oral sex (spencer reviving), nipple play, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, completely gn!reader (reader is not described at all), no use of y/n, autistic!spencer (because every spencer is autistic!spencer), aftercare, cuddling

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Spencer writhes on the bed beneath you. His head is thrown back and his face flushed bright red. There are tears pricking at the corners of his closed eyes. He whimpers and mewls pathetically trying to move both closer to and farther from your hand on his cock. 

You chuckle at him condescendingly and continue to stroke him, using the cum from the orgasm he just had as lubrication. 

Spencer pants heavily, his flushed and cum-splattered chest and stomach heaving with the force of each breath. He tries to whine your name but is interrupted by another moan as you run your thumb over the head of his cock.

“Aww, baby,” you coo teasingly. “Is it too much?” 

Spencer opens his eyes to look at you and moves his head in a strange cross between a shake and nod, seemingly unable to decide. “Feels so good!” he gasps.

“Yeah?”

He squeezes his eyes shut as his face contorts with pleasure and he nods. He babbles incoherently, unable to form a complete sentence, and the thought drives you crazy. This normally so intelligent and articulate man, reduced to this. 

You lean forward and kiss a trail up his stomach to his chest, not slowing your hand once as you latch your mouth around one of his nipples. Spencer lets out a cry as he cums for a second time all over your hand and his stomach, adding to the mess that’s already there. 

Spencer whimpers softly when you remove your hand from his cock but the sound quickly shifts to a moan when you bring your hand up to the nipple not in your mouth. Spencer has always been incredibly sensitive everywhere and you love to use it to drive him crazy. 

You toy with his nipples with your tongue and fingers and revel in the way you can feel Spencer’s chest heave beneath your hands and mouth and feel his hips buck against your still fully clothed body. Part of you is tempted to grind down against him but you push that thought aside. This is about Spencer. This is about him allowing himself to be vulnerable and taken care of. The disparity in your level of dress adds to that, and it’s not like you mind him getting your clothes a bit messy, this is far from the first time he’s done so.

You pull away from his chest and Spencer opens his eyes to look at you, his pupils blown so wide that they almost eclipse the iris. You bring your clean hand up to wipe away the tear slipping down the side of his face and Spencer presses his head into your hand. “Sweet boy,” you mutter fondly. Spencer hums and smiles up at you. “You think you can give me one more, baby?”

Spencer’s eyes widen even further and you can feel him squirming beneath you as he nods.

You lean down to kiss him and whisper, “Good boy” against his lips.

Spencer’s breath hitches as you slide your way down his body until you’re settled between his legs, your face inches away from his cock. You wrap your arms around his thighs and grab onto his hips, pressing him further into the mattress with enough force to leave the small bruises you know he loves.

“W-wait,” Spencer stutters as you start to lower your head. You look up at him to see his hands, which had previously been curled into the sheets hovering in the air between you. “Can-can I touch now?”

You smile at him. “Of course, baby. Did so good asking for permission. Such a good boy,” you coo.

A dopey smile forms on Spencer’s face and he rests one hand on the back of your head and the other on one of your hands, not applying any pressure, simply enjoying the contact.

You drop your head and wrap your lips around him. Spencer gasps and his hips buck unsuccessfully into your hands as his cock starts to harden again in your mouth. You swirl your tongue around the head of his cock before slowly sinking down until your nose presses against his hips. You trace the underside of his cock with your tongue and hollow your cheeks. You hum softly around him and Spencer moans loudly. You pull back slightly and start to bob your head. 

Spencer’s cock is fully hard again almost instantly and you continue your ministrations, maintaining your grip on his hips to prevent him from thrusting into your mouth. 

Spencer’s hand curls around the top of yours, gripping it the best he can while it’s upside down. He writhes beneath you, broken moans and cut-off gasps escape his lips with every movement of your tongue and bob of your head. 

He’s already sensitive from his previous orgasms and you can tell that he’s close again already. Your theory is confirmed when Spencer gasps, “‘M close. Fuck. ‘M close.”

You hum around him in acknowledgment, gently scraping your front teeth along his cock, and Spencer cums with a weak shout. His whole body shudders and an almost pathetically small amount of cum shoots into your mouth. You swallow it down around him and keep your mouth on his cock until Spencer gently pushes you away. You release his hips and unhook your arms from around his thighs to wipe your mouth with the back of your hand. You gaze up at him and smile at the fucked out look on his face.

“You done, baby?” you ask.

Spencer nods weakly and holds out his arms. You chuckle fondly and slide up next to him to pull him into a hug. He curls into your chest with a hum. You reach over to the nightstand to grab some of the wet wipes you keep there and gently wipe Spencer clean. 

He whimpers at the contact with his oversensitive cock and you murmur a soothing, “I know, baby. It’s alright. I’m right here. I’ve got you.”

Spencer presses himself further into your side and you hold him softly, pressing gentle kisses to his head and whispering soft praises into his ear.

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I might never be a notable writer and I might never get a huge book deal and my books might never get turned into movies but who cares? I've found absolute paradise sitting on my porch in the rain weaving words together and feeling the cool wind of an august storm on my face. No failure could ever take this sort of joy away from me.

Emily and Reid hanging out together

We all remember what Emily was like when she first joined right? I imagine that she'd want to get the know the team more and when you have a young genius as a coworker, wouldn't you want to hang out with them to?

And Spencer's face when she asks him to hang out. He rarely gets asked that when he does get asked by someone on the team most of the time it involves drinks.

But you see, Emily is a really bad influence. The more he hangs out with her, the bitchyer he becomes. They'll go get coffee together on their day off and they'll just people watch. "Did you see the shoes they were wearing" "hideous. Blush is so not her color."

Hanging out with Emily is going to her house randomly because he feels alone and no matter what time he comes over she's always available. It's takeout and a sleepover. Falling asleep braiding her hair and she's sitting on the floor petting Sergio. It's playing video games and watching chick flicks not because he likes chick flicks, not because he's good at video games, but because it doesn't matter what they're doing together he knows it's going to be fun either way.

I think she gave him the shades that he has. "Now Morgan isn't the only one with badass shades ;)" they give each other small gifts randomly it's like "i don't wear jewelry." "You don't have to wear it-" "no I'm gonna wear it are you kidding me? Shut up."

Spencer finds her apartment so comforting it's a home away from home. He likes the carpet and the view and how it's not modern. The colors are warm. They hit the town and go to the gay bars. They find it hilarious when they walk around DC people think they're a couple. "Oh my god she really thought you were my husband" "i know right?!" "I can't. she thought i liked dick"

She's so blunt and inappropriate. They're the epitome of "so i was sitting there, barbeque sauce on my titties, and-". She's so happy that he's this totally different person while he's not at work. They go shopping together and she pushes for him to be more bold, to go out his comfort zone. She really helps him with his feminity. Something he's always struggled with from his dad telling him to be more normal and being bullied as a kid. She'll do some makeup on him "c'mon Reid. If you don't try it, how will you know you don't like it?" While she blasts rock songs and they dance around and trash the place.

For everyone else on the team, it took them awhile to get invited to Reid's. Emily however? She is invited so quickly. She thinks his place is weird but she's not surprised. They complain about their crushes together.

just thinking about how emily wanted and deserved to have a child and the fact that she almost had one at fifteen...

i KNOW for a fact boyfriend jj is a real thing simply because it's implied in season 1 AND i know she takes lesbian chivalry very seriously

Bro is fucking up that donut in the first image

Series 12 Episode 3- Taboo

FOOD SIGHTING

Emily's back and she's brought Reid his favourite doughnuts.