I Also Think That If He Gets Hurt On A Case You Would Be The First One He'd Call. The First One He'd

I also think that if he gets hurt on a case you would be the first one he'd call. The first one he'd wanna see, in the hospital? First thing he asks about

Also what do you think Luke would call his partner?

luke would absolutely want you to be the first thing he'd see after he got injured but i think part of him also wouldn't immediately say. like, he's a military man and in one of the episodes i watched in s13, he was saying how he always preferred to work alone. and i honestly think some of that would still linger and as much as he cared about his partner, i don't know if he'd immediately call them. i feel like he wouldn't want to worry you but also the team knows how much he loves you so like emily/jj/garcia would absolutely call you before he even got the chance.

but you being the first thing he asks about is ABSOLUTElY something i can see him doing. like, he wakes up in a hospital bed after getting injured or he's in the ambulance and the first thing he would ask about is you. he would ask where you were, if you were okay, if you knew about the injury.

it would be 10 times worse if you were on the team with him because he would wake up and not know whether you were injured. or if you went to take down an unsub and it got dangerous, the second you were all out and the unsub is arrested, he would find you first, check on you, ignore his injuries just to make sure you were fine.

i feel like when he falls, he falls hard, yk? like we see that with... uhm i've actually forgotten her name but i've just met her, but his love interest in like s13 or whatever, he falls hard for her and he's really smitten about the date and that would definitely translate into being worried about his partner.

and nicknames? oh god, honestly, i really struggle with nicknames that luke would use. my go-to is carina (it really should have a squiggly line above the n but i keep forgetting to do it) which is a spanish term of endearment. i picked that up when i wrote a moonknight fic ages ago and i feel like it fits luke's character.

like i feel like he calls his important women in his life with terms of endearment, i know in the show he called his mom 'mom' but i think he'd also call her like 'mami' and then his partner 'carina'

but as for other ones, i honestly really struggle with like hearing (if that makes sense) him say anything but i think the terms of endearment i feel like fit him the most (with his personality) would be like 'baby' or he'd call you 'my girl'. i'm not really sure, i feel like i'm still tryna to get a feel for it and that is something i'm struggling with while writing 'built to fall' but they're the ones i think most suit him but it might change

Hello besties, I am very very behind on fluffbruary but honestly, the past few days have just been ATROCIOUS! I will be getting back to it hopefully tomorrow because I have ideas for all the days I missed and I know what cute little pieces I'm gonna do but it might just take me a bit of time to catch-up.

I'm gonna be hungover tomorrow since I've been drinking for most of the evening but my night out didn't exactly end well so I'm also super emotionally strung out. That might just mean some better fluff tomorrow *wink wink* but we will see. Though honestly would love to be wrapped up in Frank's arms rn!

Hoping to get some sleep now as it's nearing midnight for me! Sorry for the lack of updates but they are coming! <3

Sub Luke is a needy boy

needy

pairing; luke alvez x fem!reader

summary; when luke returns from a case, you can tell that he needs to relax and so you help him.

warnings; MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, 18+ pure smut, sub!luke, soft dom!reader, oral (m&f receiving), unprotected p in v (wrap it before you tap it guys), luke being so so needy

notes; okay, this one-shot has been on my mind for fucking DAYS, like DAYS, i saw this ask like at the start of the week or end of last week, idk and i just had an idea but it has taken me so long to actually write it up, but i wrote it up and fuck, i love it. well, okay, love is a bit of an overstatement, i don't love luke's dialogue bc i'm struggling to get his voice nailed down but i did what i could, also the end is kind of rushed so might get edited at a later date but i can make no promises, i just hope you enjoy my absolutely sluttish thoughts on luke alvez <3

also it's like 3.2k words hehe

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You hadn’t expected Luke back so early but when you heard the front door close and Roxy bound towards it, you knew he was home. And it was just in time for dinner that you had cooked for the both of you. You had a container ready in case he didn’t make it but knowing that he had made you smile. You glanced over to see him walking through the living room and to the kitchen, Roxy at his side. He had a barely there smile on his face.

“Hi,” You said softly as he walked up behind you. He wrapped his arms around your waist, nuzzling his face in your neck. You leant back against him, stirring the pasta one last time before you covered it with the pan lid again. His hands rested against your stomach as listened to you breathe, feeling the rise and fall of your chest. You stayed quiet, leaning back against him, eyes closed. 

Sometimes he needed to just be with you and you were never going to deny him that.

“Missed you,” He muttered into your skin after a few minutes of silence. You tilted your head to the side slightly, pressing a kiss to the bit of his head you could reach.

“Missed you more,” You responded. He lifted his head up and looked at you. His smile didn’t reach his eyes and his shoulders were tense. He looked wound up and you tilted your head to the side slightly, “Was the case okay?” You asked cautiously. He shrugged. That was a no. 

But, rather than digging into it, you decided to let it go. You wanted him to relax for at least a little bit; so you asked him if he wanted to eat with you. He - obviously - did and so you plated up the meal before the two of you headed to the living room. You put on the TV and you sat and ate.

Roxy lay beside Luke and you felt the tension release in his shoulders the longer the three of you sat there. It was nice, to just be with him for a little bit but you were having some devious thoughts. 

He had been away for nearly a week on cases and you didn’t mind but you knew that he might need some attention. The tension in his shoulders, the tick of his jaw, the twitching of his hands all told you one thing, he was worked up but you wanted to help him relax now he was home. Who were you to deny that?

So, you slowly set your plan in motion. Little touches here and there, kissing his head and snuggling into him a little closer. You didn’t want to push him if he wasn’t up to it but you wanted him to feel loved. 

Eventually, you agreed to head to bed and while Luke went upstairs to take a shower, you put the dishes away and then sat with Roxy for a moment. You mumbled to her about her staying downstairs tonight and kissed her on the head before asking her to go to sleep in the dog bed. She followed orders and you kissed her head again, promising her that she could sleep in your bed in the morning.

Then you headed upstairs where Luke was still in the shower. A smirk spread across your face and you slipped your clothes off as you walked towards the ensuite. You slipped into the shower room and opened the shower door cautiously. Luke glanced back briefly, sending you a half-smile before you stepped inside. If he didn’t want you there, he would have said. So, it was time for your next play.

“Feeling better?” You asked softly as you came up behind him. You wrapped your arms around his torso, resting your head against his shoulder and he leant back into your touch. The tension had returned back to his shoulders but the soft patterns you ran across his stomach seemed to calm him down again.

“You’ve been so busy lately,” You mumbled against his skin, “You work so hard for me and I’m so proud of you, baby,” You whispered in his ear. He shivered against you, feeling your hand slip lower, towards his happy trail, “I need to know if you don’t want this,” You whispered. He was crumbling under your light touches and his eyes fell closed as your hand came to a stop at the bottom of his stomach. He let out a soft groan, “Use your words, baby,” You encouraged. You needed to hear him say it before you did anything.

“I want you,” He confirmed, letting his head fall back. You grinned against his skin and peppered soft kisses against the damp skin of his shoulder. The water was trickling down his front and you thought he looked so handsome. His hair was wet, curls sticking to his forehead and the tension was releasing from his shoulders as you moved your hand down to wrap around his cock.

He was still soft but with a few pumps of your hand, he was fully hard and desperate for you. He bit his lip, holding back a groan that threatened to spill past his lips as you moved your hand further down his cock. Your thumb flicked over the sensitive head, pre-cum leaking across your fingertip and you smirked.

“My pretty boy, you’ve been wanting this all week, haven’t you?” You whispered in his ear, continuing to tease the head of his cock. He nodded his head, letting out a breathy groan as you squeezed the tip. Then you wrapped your hand around his cock, sliding it up and down. The water made the movements slicker and the water against his front only added to the tantalising feelings of pleasure. 

“Couldn’t wait to get home to you,” He admitted as you continued to move your hand, manoeuvring your head to watch yourself, “I missed you so much,” He continued, “Missed your cooking and your laughs, I missed your hands on me,” He rambled. You chuckled softly, surprised that that’s what he was thinking about now. Clearly, you hadn’t broken him enough and so you slipped your hand away and to his hips. You tugged him back.

“Fuck,” He groaned at the loss of contact and let you maneover him so he was resting against the wall of the shower. You then slipped down onto your knees. The shower floor wasn’t the comfiest but you wanted to have him mewling for you. Luke was needy already and you were never going to deny seeing him fall apart for you. You wanted to know that you made him feel good. “Don’t want you thinking about anything but how good I make you feel, okay?” You asked, though it was more of a statement as you looked up at him. He nodded his head and you smirked, leaning forward and licking the underside of his cock. He groaned, his head rested back against the tiles as you used your hand to gently guide him into your mouth. You had missed the stretch of his cock and the moan that escaped his lips when you took him to the hilt. It was something you craved and the way he was crumbling now made it all worth it.

“God, carina. Make me feel good, that’s all I need, just need you, just want you,” He was already devolving into ramblings and you had barely done anything. He must have been really desperate and so rather than teasing him anymore, you quickly got to work. You moved your head up and down, hollowing out your cheeks and using your tongue to run across the veins of his cock.

Every few bobs, you lifted back to pay special attention to the tip. His moans only got louder the quicker you moved and his hands moved to grab something, for purchase but there was nothing. So, you grabbed his hand and dragged it into your hair. He groaned, tugging at your roots as you continued to move up and down. It was everything he had been needing and he quickly devolved into ‘oh, God’s and ‘please’s and ‘you’re so perfect’s and ‘you’re all i need’s and all the tension seemed to finally leave his body as you dragged him closer and closer to the edge.

Every kiss and lick to the tip of his dick and every groan you let out because of his grip on your hair brought him closer. And just as he was about to release, you pulled off. He let out a whine, a goddamn whine and you couldn’t help the smirk that spread on your lips. His eyes fell open as you continued to move your hand up and down his shaft, slowing the pace.

“Carina, don’t tease me,” He begged softly. You looked up at him through your lashes, “Let me be good for you, please, baby, please.” He was desperate to cum and you knew it. His whole body was wound up from being denied but you were going to make it worth it.

“I’m sorry, baby. I just wanted to ask if you wanted to cum down my throat? You’ve been such a good boy, I thought I’d give you the choice. Down my throat, on my chest or inside me, hm? I don’t wanna tease you, baby. I’m sorry for teasing you,” You cooed up at him as you continued your movements. His eyes fell closed at your words, head falling back as he tried to gain some strength.

“I want you on the bed, baby,” He said between groans and you smirked. In all honesty, you’d hope he would say that and you clambered to your feet, giving his tip one last kiss before you pulled his face down to yours. It was the first proper kiss you’d given him since he’d been home and it was fuelled by every passion racing through your bodies. His fingers dug into the skin of your hips, hungry and desperate for any part of you. But you knew you’d get carried away if you weren’t careful and so you pressed your hand against his chest.

“I thought you wanted me on the bed? Come on, let’s get to the bed, hm? Then I can ride you,” You teased playfully. Luke was looking at you with lust-blown eyes, his hair was wet and messy. His hands desperate to paw any part of you, he was so desperate.

You switched the shower off and when you turned back, his hands were on you, dragging you into him. He was desperate, needy, his lips connecting with yours. His fingers gripping your hips as he sloppily kissed you. You were breathless, not expecting how needy he was. His lips trailed from your lips to your neck, licking and biting at the skin. His arms wrapped around you, pressing you against him. His cock was pressed between you and you could feel how hard he was but it didn’t seem to bother him. He just wanted to kiss you, devour every part of your skin and you couldn’t help the soft whines and groans.

“Luke, baby,” Your demanding voice faltered when he nipped at the sensitive spot in your neck. A moan escaped your lips and he moved his hands to paw at your ass, tugging you closer if that was even possible, “Fuck.” You had never seen him so needy before and it was making it hard to think straight. His lips moved from your neck down to your tits and he kissed down the valley between them before he took your nipple between his lips, “Baby, I thought- Oh God,” You tried to argue back but then his lips slipped down to your stomach. He left sloppy, wet kisses across your damp skin before he reached your cunt. His fingers moved to spread your pussy before he attacked your clit. His tongue flicked across it and you keened. Your head thrown back against the wall as you gripped his wet hair, fingers digging into his scalp.

“Oh my- Luke,” You whined as you pressed your head against the tiles, hips canting up into him. As much as you wanted to give him a release, you had never seen him so needy for you. The way his lips sucked on your clit and his tongue flicked over it while his fingers spread you apart as he ate you out like a man starved was something you had never experienced. He had never been this needy for just a taste of you and you didn’t have the strength to deny it.

“Taste so good,” He mumbled against your clit. He licked a strip from your slit to your clit before he took your clit into his mouth again. You were whining, keening, throwing your head back as your legs shook. He noticed how unstable you were and was quick to grab your legs, pulling them over his shoulders as he continued to suck and lick your clit. His thumb rubbing over your clit whenever his lips slipped down to your slit, collecting the slick that was leaking out of you. His thumb moved in rough circles as he looked up at you,

“Am I making you feel good, baby?” He asked, eyes blown wide, desperate for your praise. You nodded your head.

“You’re doing such a good job, baby. Do you want to make me cum?” You asked. He flicked his thumb over your clit, changing direction and you moaned his name, back arching away from the tiles, “You’re gonna make me cum. Be a good boy and do that for me, yeah?” You managed between pants. Luke quickly dove back in, his head between your legs, eating you out like a man starved. His lips on your clit as you keened. Your fingers tugging at his hair as his free hand moved to slip his thumb into your opening. Your walls contracted around him and he groaned.

His thumb crooked inside of you, hitting that spongy spot and between that movement and his lips on your clit, you came. Your head was thrown back as you whined and groaned and keened. You felt boneless as he led you through the orgasm. His lips eventually moving to kiss your inner thigh before he let you down. Your legs were shaky and he slowly stood up, supporting your hip.

“Did that feel good?” He asked, arm wrapped around your waist as he leant down to rest his forehead against yours. You were still panting, desperately trying to grapple any control you had back. Part of you wanted to give into him, you wanted to let him do whatever he wanted to you. Even when he was needy, he was a giver but you needed to grapple control back.

“It did, baby, but this was about you,” You let out after a moment. When you opened your eyes, he was frowning, “Don’t pout, it’s okay,” You insisted as you lifted your hand to his cheek, “You did good but I need to take care of you now, hm? Your cock is weeping for me and I want you to cum inside me, okay?” Your tone was soft but he knew there was no arguing with that. So, he nodded, not bothering to argue.

The two of you finally slipped out of the shower and neither of you really cared that you were dripping water across the bedroom. Luke was worked up and desperate for you so he didn’t care that your wet skin soaked his sheets.

He was more interested in the way you straddled his hips once you’d gotten on the bed. The way your head dipped down to press kisses along his pecs. His fingers dug into your hips, urging you to hurry up. He was so needy, practically begging you to fuck him and after the way he had eaten you out, it was hard to deny it. You had never seen him so needy and desperate for any taste of you. You wanted to savour the moment.

“Carina, please,” He begged softly, tugging at your hair to pull your head up from his chest. He was begging so sweetly and it was hard to resist, “I want to feel you, need to. Do you know how hard it is to be away from you? Please.” You smirked against his chest and you leant forward, kissing him sweetly before you grabbed his dick and lined him up with your entrance.

Considering the lack of prep, he slipped inside relatively easily. Your cum and the arousal from having him between your legs made it much easier and you were quick to bottom out. The whine that escaped you was music to Luke’s ears. Your head threw back as you moved your hands to rest against his chest, using him to support each movement up and down his dick. He couldn’t help the moans and groans that escaped his lips as you picked up speed. The orgasm that he had been denied quickly began to build up again. Every movement brought him closer.

“You’re such a good boy, so patient with me,” You continued to praise as you moved up and down him, leaning closer to his face, “You gonna cum inside me?” You asked as you continued to thrust your hips into him. Luke let out a groan as his head threw back, your hips moving faster against him. He was dangerously close and you knew it, “Come on, Luke. Cum inside me, I wanna feel you. I’ve missed you so much, not been able to cum properly without you. I need you to fill me up, baby, please,” You begged into his ear. You knew that he couldn’t resist it and as his hips twitched upwards into you as his release spilled into you.

You rode him for a minute longer before you were sure that you had bled him dry. Then you settled against his chest, dick softening inside of you as you pressed a kiss to his pec.

“I missed you,” You muttered softly. He moved his hand to thread through your hair, stroking your temple with his thumb.

“I missed you more,” He responded. You grinned, pressing another kiss to his pec before you let yourself settle against him properly. After seeing him so desperate and needy, you didn’t want to separate from him even for a moment. It wasn’t often that he was needy and submissive. Usually, when he got needy, he would be the one coaxing you into it, fucking you until you couldn’t see straight and kissing every inch of your skin. But sometimes you were lucky and you got to take control and hear every needy whimper from his lips as you teased and pleasured him.

“Y’know if you eat me out like that every time I take charge, I might have to do it more often,” You muttered against him, shifting your hips up to move up and down his dick just a little. He groaned at the feeling, “I’ll have to get Emily to send you away for longer. Love when you’re needy for me,” You added. Luke chuckled softly, his eyes falling closed.

“I always need you,” He responded and you hummed in response, “Love everything you do to me,” He mumbled. You grinned and pressed a kiss to his chest before you shuffled up. His dick slipped out of you and you groaned at the loss but then you pressed a slow, soft kiss to his lips.

“Definitely gonna take charge more often,” You muttered. He grinned.

<3

the one-shot is now 12k and they've only just kissed... uhm, whoops?

this is also literally unedited, like raw first draft and i know i'm gonna wanna add so much detail to make it more coherent so this is gonna be so long, it's ridiculous, so uhm, yeah, whoops.

still nowhere near done, i've still got the smutty bits to get to and knowing me, they're gonna be long, i wrote a 5k smut piece once (no plot, just smut) so i dread to imagine what this will be

someone save me from my whore-ing

what would y'all say if i said that i'm currently working on a very long luke alvez (from criminal minds) x reader oneshot, like currently standing at 8k words and i'm nowhere near done with what i want from this one-shot. what would y'all say?

i've been having a very rough, depression filled week and have been watching criminal minds a lot bc i'm SO CLOSE TO FINISHING and i'm simply a whore for luke alvez like, i would let that man do unspeakable things to me. him and frank castle are my motivation to go the gym (which i have been doing despite feeling like complete crap) and i just am literally writing so much for this man. it's angsty, it's fluffy, it's whore-ish, it's self-indulgent. it wasn't meant to be this long but it was all over for me when the reader says that she would do 'unspeakable things' to luke bc he's taking care of her while she's drunk off her head (don't worry, they don't do anything while she's drunk). i can't be stopped. it's 3am and i need to go to sleep and that's the only reason i'm stopping but like, do i just keep this to myself or do i share my absolutely whore-ish fantasies?

built to fall (5)

pairing; luke alvez x fem!reader

series summary; after having a rough month, the feelings that you had been harbouring for your co-worker finally come to the surface

series warnings; fluff, hurt/comfort, smut (later on), mutual pining, discussions of mental health, reader gets drunk, vomiting, suggestive themes, sexual tension, cases that the bau work are also mentioned so the usual warnings for the show apply

warnings for this part; MDNI (minors do not interact) sexual content, fluff, tired reader, tired team, jj being nosy (we love her), smut, fingering, squirting, praise kink, soft!dom luke, self-indulgent smut, needy reader

notes; okay, hello my lovelies, i'm literally just dropping this and then crawling back into my hole because i woke up feeling atrociously tired and worse than i have since i got the flu in december, i will save you from the grim details but safe to say, i'm exhausted, but i gave this a little edit this morning and it's literally just self-indulgent smut and like just a little hint of what is gonna come for these two, we get a very very small smidge of luke worshipping reader hehe. like this is written entirely to my taste so whoops but anyway, i hope you enjoy <3

tags; @smurfenijsje12 @xoxomoonlightbabe

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previous chapter

You were the last one to arriveto the jet after you had to stop off at your apartment to get a to-go bag together. You had rushed around like a headless chicken, regretting not being more prepared for this but it served as a good distraction from the wetness between your legs. 

By the time that you had clambered aboard the jet and dropped into the seat beside Emily, you had completely forgotten about the ache that Luke had left behind. Then when Emily began to talk you through the case, any arousal that still lingered was squashed. It was hard to think about how much you needed Luke when you were staring at pictures of mangled corpses. Really, your job was the biggest buzzkill.

Garcia popped up on the scene as the jet took off and the usual routine ensued. You discussed the case and came up with any preliminary theories before Emily told you where all of you needed to go when you landed. And you weren’t entirely sure if it was a curse or a blessing that she sent you and Luke to assess the latest crime scene.

Part of you was glad to spend the time with Luke but the other part of you didn’t want to have to try and keep your composure around him because you knew that would basically be impossible. 

However, you kept your mouth shut and the team then split off to do their own private theorizing and reading of the case file or just take a short nap before you landed. That meant that everyone was sufficiently distracted enough for JJ to quiz you about your late appearance and what Garcia had told her about you being at Luke’s.

“You got something you wanna tell me?” JJ asked, cocking an eyebrow with a wry grin on her face. You looked up from the casefile, furrowing your eyebrows as you ran through every possible scenario that she could be talking about. At first you assumed it was something about the case but then you caught how her eyes drifted to the mark on your neck.

The mark that you had forgotten Luke had left on you.

“I stayed at his place,” You shrugged, looking back down at your casefile. You wanted to talk to JJ about it but also you didn’t want the entire team knowing your business. You and Luke had just spent the weekend together and you hadn’t even discussed what the two of you were. For now, it was simply the two of you enjoying each other’s company in a less than conventional way.

“You just stayed over?” She asked. You glanced around and noticed how Luke’s gaze had lifted. He had clearly caught on to you and JJ’s whispering and you sent him a smile but that just made him lift an eyebrow.

“Yeah, stayed over, met Roxy, we went on a few walks and he cooked for me,” You forced your gaze away from the man in question to look at the blonde in front of you, “His cooking isn’t as bad as you’d think.” You had to bite back the smile that spread across your face. JJ narrowed her eyes before she nodded her head, “And we obviously kissed,” You said, lowering your voice even more. JJ grinned.

“Just kissed?” She asked and you nodded your head.

“We got… interrupted,” You mumbled as you stared down at the case file. JJ couldn’t help the choked laugh that escaped her lips.

“What? By Garcia?” She asked, baffled. You nodded your head.

“Duty calls,” You mumbled. JJ bit her lip, hiding her amusement as she glanced over at Luke. He had returned back to his work, reading through the file and pretending like he wasn’t listening to the two of you gossip.

“No wonder he seems so frustrated,” JJ commented. Your head snapped up and you stared at her. She was quick to throw her hands up defensively, “I’m just saying what I see.” You scoffed and looked back down at your case file.

“He at least got a release,” You muttered under your breath but JJ caught it. Her gaze flicked to Luke and then back to you before she felt herself internally cringe at the image that popped into her head. But she didn’t bother to say anything else, it was a conversation for another time when the two of you were alone and not looking at mangled corpses.

-

To put it simply, this case was exhausting. The team had been up for most of the night, investigating and setting up with the local PD. You and Luke had checked out the scene and gathered everything you could about the sadistic killer. But then you had returned back to the station where you settled in for the next few hours. It was a long night and your investigation dragged out long past the rise of the sun.

By the time that night fell again, the team was exhausted and had hit a brick wall in the profile. It was clear that nobody was really feeling their best so Emily ordered everyone to head back to the hotel and get some rest so they could take another crack at the case the next day. You were glad of the break. The exhaustion had made you feel brain-dead and you needed to switch your brain off for a few hours.

You, JJ, Luke and Emily took one of the cars back to the hotel and when the two women had taken off to their rooms, Luke walked you to yours. It was the gentleman thing to do - he had said - which just made you laugh. Both of you were exhausted and you couldn’t help giggle at him. You also knew that he wasn’t just being a gentleman.

He had dropped his bag into your room earlier so you didn’t even bother discussing whether Luke would stay with you. He was going to and he let you tug him inside once you had slipped into the room.

“I feel like my brain is melting out of my skull,” You muttered as you closed the door behind the two of you. Luke walked over to his to-go bag, an amused chuckle escaping his lip at your comment. You watched him from the bedroom door, a smile spreading across your face. He looked so cute. He was clearly just as tired as you were but he was keeping a brave face. You assumed that he was probably used to not sleeping amazing. 

But you wanted him to sleep well tonight. So you wandered over to him and leant up to press a kiss to his lips. He smiled down at you before he pecked your lips again. Then he told you to get ready for bed. So, the two of you switched into your pajamas and you curled up on the bed. Luke was still in the bathroom as you buried your face in the pillow.

Now that you were alone with Luke again, that familiar ache had reappeared between your legs. It was really not the time and you just wanted to sleep but seeing him shirtless and looking so domestic as you brushed your teeth together had you reminded of the weekend. The way he held you, kissed you and his moans and whines and the way that he had used you for his own release. It had all been so much in the best way and the memories were making you want him so bad but you were on a case, you couldn’t do it now. As much as you wanted to.

“Everything okay?” Luke’s voice brought you from your spiraling thoughts. You nodded, sending him a slightly fake smile before you shuffled to the side on the bed so that he could get in beside you. You hadn’t even realized that your thighs were squeezing together to get some sort of relief until you had to shuffle. The ache was worse now. 

Once he was comfortably under the covers, you moved towards him, ignoring the wetness in your panties in favor of snuggling up to him. His arm wrapped around your back, tugging you closer and you settled down, letting your eyes fall closed.

“Luke,” You muttered after a moment. He tilted his head down as you looked up, meeting your gaze, “I didn’t cross a line when we got called in, did I?” You asked softly. You would have asked him earlier but between the case and the rush to get to the jet, you hadn’t really got a chance to check in with him.

“No.” He said firmly. You nodded and rested your forehead back against his chest, “Just wish I could have repaid the favour,” He mumbled. You shrugged,

“You’ll just have to make up for it when we’re home,” You retorted. He let out a ‘mhm’ of agreement but his mind seemed distracted. You glanced up at him, feeling a sudden change in how he was holding onto you, “What’s wrong?” You asked quickly. He looked down at you, a devious look in his eyes.

“I want to fuck you in my own bed but I can still repay the favour in a different way,” He said as he moved his hand to cup your jaw. Your eyes fell closed, the thought of him finally giving you the release that you desperately craved just making you wetter, “And it might help you sleep a little better. I can feel how tense you are, carina,” He whispered in your ear. You bit your lip before you forced your eyes back open, looking at him.

“Please,” You whispered softly. He grinned and then he moved to sit up, his back against the headboard. He tugged you between his legs, your back pressed against his front and your legs hooked over his, spread out for him. Your head moved to rest back but the tension in your shoulders was still present. He leant down and slowly began to kiss against your neck, hoping that the soft kisses would relax you a little.

“Where do you want me to touch you?” He asked, his voice low in your ear. His hands were resting against your thighs, open for you to take. You bit your lip before you shifted your hand to grab his, slipping it under your pajama shirt. His hand engulfed your tit and he gently squeezed it, “Just there?” He asked, teasing a little. You shook your head and took his other hand, slipping it under the waistband of your pajama pants and underwear. His finger nudged your clit as you guided him to your slit and you twitched against him, “Fuck,” He breathed out. Your hand slipped away from him as his fingers began to move of their own accord.

He ran his fingers through your wetness, collecting it between his fingers before he dragged the fingertips up to your clit. He circled the bud and you let out a breathy whine. Your head fell back against him, your shoulders relaxing.

“Good girl,” He whispered into your ear as he began to move his fingers into a steady circle over your clit. It was a little slower than what you usually did to get yourself off but the slow build up of pleasure was tantalizing. He then shifted his hand against your tit to gently pinch your nipple. You let out a shaky breath, eyes falling closed as he moved, “Tell me if it’s too much,” He said after a beat. You nodded your head vehemently.

“It’s good, it’s so good,” You whimpered as he continued his movements on your clit. His head moved down to press a kiss to your hair before he shifted. His hand that had been pinching and playing with your nipple, trailed across your stomach and down to the waistband of your pants.

“I wanna take these off,” He said as he fiddled with the waistband. His movements on your clit hadn’t let up and the build-up was making you squirm. Part of you wanted him to go faster though. You knew that if he just went a little faster, you’d get that release you’d been craving, “Carina,” He whispered against your ear and you groaned softly, tilting your head up. You forced your eyes back open but they were half-lidded as he looked at you.

“Go a little faster, please,” You begged. It quickly became clear to him that you hadn’t comprehended his request which only made him smirk.

“Okay, baby, I can do that.” He was quick to comply, moving his fingers a little faster. You bit your lip, throwing your head back against his chest. Your back arched against him and he grinned against your skin. He was going to have fun with this. You were breathing heavily as your hands fisted into the sheets. 

The pleasure was building in your gut and you could feel that familiar pull of release but you didn’t want this to end. A low moan of his name fell from your lips when he suddenly began to flick across your clit rather than circling it. His free hand shifting from the waistband of your pants up to your neck. 

“Is this okay?” He whispered as he gently squeezed on your neck. You were practically panting as you moved one hand from the sheets up into his hair. You did your best to nod your head, panting out ‘yes, yes, yes’. His lips were resting against the shell of your ear and you felt the breathy chuckle that escaped his lips at your whining and moaning.

“Oh God,” You whined as your back arched further, fingers tugging at the root of his hair. Your walls were contracting around nothing, clit throbbing with each flick of his fingertips.

“You’re being so good for me, baby. Cum for me, carina. Let me give you what you need,” He whispered against your ear as his fingers squeezed around your throat. You were panting, eyes falling closed and his mumbles of praise was the last straw. 

Your thighs were shaking as you threw your head back, moaning his name as you came. The slick gushed out of you and his fingers were quick to dip down to catch it. He smirked against your ear, letting his hand slip from your neck to your stomach. You felt completely boneless and relaxed for the first time in months. It barely took anything for him to have you whining and keening for him and he couldn’t deny that he was high on the power.

As you came down, he pressed soft kisses to the skin of your neck and his hand that had been on your clit settled to rest in your underwear  but away from your sensitive clit. You had sounded so pretty moaning his name and he wanted to hear it again. He wanted to truly repay you for what you’d done for him, “Do you want another one?” He asked softly. His lips brushing against the shell of your ear. You bit your lip, eyes still closed but you did. You really did.

“Please,” You whimpered. He chuckled and slipped his hands up to tug at the waist of your pants and underwear.

“Gotta take this off then,” He said. You nodded and lifted your hips up so that he could slip the fabric down your legs. He didn’t bother stripping them completely and instead let them settle just above your calves. It gave him enough room to work and he was quick to slip one hand to your cunt and the other to your clit.

When he pressed his fingers against it, you shivered. It was still sensitive from your first orgasm but the pleasure from the slow circles he ran around it made the overstimulation easy to ignore. His hand on your cunt ran two fingers through your slit. You were so wet for him and it made slipping a single finger into your weeping hole that much easier.

The feeling of his fingers inside you had you keening but you knew that you could take more than that. It seemed Luke quickly understood that too and slipped a second one inside. His thick fingers filled you up just right and he curled his fingers inside you. Your walls contracted around him and he smirked against your hair.

“Oh, carina, you're desperate for it, aren’t you?” He whispered. You nodded your head, biting your lip as you canted your hips forward slightly. His fingers buried deeper inside you and he smirked, “Want me to move my fingers?” He asked. You nodded, begging him with soft whimpers of ‘please’ and ‘yes’ and he slowly began to move them in and out. His other hand was still circling your clit and the combination of pleasure was making you melt into him. Whimpers and moans falling from your lips as one of your hands buried further into his hair. You were gripping at his curls, canting your hips in time with his thrusts.

“Do you need me to be faster, baby?” He asked. You nodded your head, letting out a needy whimper as you turned your head to look at him. His eyes were hooded, blown-wide with lust as he took in just how destroyed you look. Mussy hair, parted lips, half-lidded eyes and the squelching of his fingers as he shoved into you, you looked beautiful.

“I-” You tried to say something but then he changed pace on your clit again. He began to flick it, moving side-to-side and all that came from your lips was a moan of his name. Your head falling back against his shoulder, “I’ll- your fingers-” You wanted to tell him, you wanted to warn him but the quicker he moved, the harder it became to speak. 

Your mind was becoming a hazy mush as he slipped a third finger into you. Your walls tightened around him, thighs shaking as you lifted up slightly. Body pressed against him, “You’re gonna- make me- fuck your fingers will make me squirt,” You finally managed to get out between breathy whines and moans. Luke smirked and it just seemed to make him move faster. His fingers slipped in and out of you quickly. Your walls were squeezing him, hips meeting his every movement as he flicked your clit quicker.

You felt it. The tendril of pleasure that was about to snap and then it did. It was like everything shunted forward and you squirted. His hands were soaked with it and it dripped down to your ass, soaking the bed beneath you as you panted, whined and moaned his name. He was pretty sure he’d never seen such a pretty sight.

“Fuck,” He groaned as he slowly pulled his fingers from you. They were shining with slick and he couldn’t help grinning. He hadn’t expected to make you cum like that but he couldn’t say it wasn’t a beautiful sight.

“Should have- should have warned you,” You mumbled as you fell back against him. Your head was lolling to the side, rested against him as you panted against the skin of his neck. He leant forward and pressed a kiss to his temple, shifting you forward so that you curled up against him. 

Your legs were shaking still, your pussy throbbing as you turned to the side to rest your head against him. His hands were covered in your slick and he was mesmerized by it, “I’m sorry, it’s messy,” You muttered, clearly you were fucked out. Your eyes could barely stay open as you rested your cheek against his chest.

“Don’t apologize,” He suddenly said. His voice was low, stern and serious, “Nothing wrong with messy,” He mumbled before he leant down and pressed a kiss to your forehead. He wanted to hold your face and kiss you properly but he needed to clean up his hands first. You also needed to go to the bathroom.

“Thank you,” You muttered. He pressed another kiss to your forehead before he coaxed you out of your post-orgasm bliss. It wasn’t long before he had taken you into the bathroom and while he washed his hands of your slick, you sat on the toilet. You were so tired but you pissed, wiped yourself up and joined him at the sink. You washed and dried your hands before you trudged up to him. You wrapped your arms around his torso.

He wrapped his arms around you, tugging you against him before he connected your lips into a soft kiss. It was just a few pecks before you pulled back, eyes half-closed. The sleepiness was making its presence known and he knew that you both needed to get some sleep. Also, your post-orgasm bliss had only seemed to make you even sleepier. You seemed more relaxed than you had been all day. He felt bad for leaving you so worked up but it wasn’t going to do that again.

With a gentle tug, he took you back into the bedroom and he checked over the bed. There was only a small patch of wetness which he was quick to avoid as he tugged you under the covers. Part of him felt bad for making such a mess and not having the forethought to lay a couple of towels down before he fucked you with his fingers but he had seen you squirt tonight and so, he wasn’t really sorry at all.

When you both got back into the bed, Luke let you curl up on top of him. Your head rested against his peck, the soft thrum of his heart lulling you into serenity.

“Can’t wait to be back home. Wanna see what else you can do,” You mumbled softly against him. He chuckled, his chest vibrating with it as you smiled against his skin. He moved his hand to rest against your back, running patterns along your skin.

“Guess you’ll just have to wait and see,” He responded. You hummed back before finally letting yourself succumb to sleep. Within seconds, you were conked out and he just watched you for a little bit. Your chest rose and fell steadily as you snuggled against him in your sleep. It was soothing to have someone after so long. He wanted you to fall asleep against his chest for the rest of his life and he loved you even if he wasn’t ready to tell you that yet.

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Luke confessing his love for reader during a screaming match/fight after confronting an unsub went wrong and reader being confused as to why he's telling them that now

faltered

pairing; luke alvez x fem!reader

summary; after you put yourself at risk, once again, luke finally snaps but the argument doesn't go in the way you expect.

warnings; fluff, angst, love-confession, happy ending, not proof-read

notes; is this proof-read? hell nah, is it good? honestly, anyone's guess, i am so so so so so bad at writing characters being angry because i just... honestly forgive people WAY too easy and i can't stay mad at people for long. i can probably count on one hand the amount of times i've actually been mad so this was a little experiment for me. and honestly, this little request/ask/whatever had me inspired and i wrote the dialogue last night and then finished it today so here is my little drabble/1.3k word one-shot about this scenario

“What the hell were you thinking!” Luke raged as he closed the hotel door behind him. You clenched your jaw, turning back to glare at him. You couldn’t believe this.

“I saved her life!” You snapped back as you looked up at him. He scoffed, throwing his hand up to gesture at your wound.

“Look at your face! You put yourself in the line of fire unnecessarily,” He argued back. You stared at him, in complete disbelief.

“I did what I thought was right,” You said, voice still loud but not quite shouting at him this time. You could feel the rage bubbling and you felt guilty enough that you didn’t need Luke shouting at you like your cheek hadn’t been slashed open.

“You knew that wasn’t the right call,” He responded, crossing his arms over his chest. You turned around briefly but his words stopped you in your step. You turned to face him.

“I had to do something!” You raged, anger jumping back to the surface within seconds.

“And letting the Unsub get you was the way of doing that, huh?” He questioned, venom lacing his tone. He couldn’t believe you had been so reckless and you didn’t understand why Luke cared so much.

“Yeah! I needed her to get away and if that meant I got hurt, oh well because she’s alive!” You argued, throwing your arm out as you spoke. Luke shook his head, disbelieving.

“No, we had a plan. You put that plan in jeopardy!” His voice raised at the last word, anger morphing his features. It would have bothered you if you weren’t equally as fired up, “If JJ hadn’t been there, you’d both be dead!”

“JJ was there, Luke. So, don’t give me this shit!” You shouted back before you turned around and grabbed your to-go bag. You wanted to get back to the team. You weren’t even sure why you let Luke come with you. Maybe you thought he’d be a comfort but he wasn’t. Of course, he wasn’t. You should have known.

“And what if she hadn’t been, huh?” He asked, voice levelling out as he stepped towards you. His arms still crossed over his chest.

“It doesn’t matter,” You retorted as you glanced over your shoulder. You were stuffing your clothes into the bag haphazardly, hoping that you could just leave this alone. But Luke wasn’t willing to give up it seemed.

“Yes, it does!” He practically shouted and you threw your last piece of clothing into the bag before you whirled on him.

“Why! Why does it matter so fucking much?” You were at your wit’s end with him. You were in pain, you were upset and you didn’t need this, “I’m alive, I’m here, I’m part of the team still! Prentiss isn’t mad at me so what gives you the right!” You were shouting again, rage bubbling over as you stepped towards him. You met his gaze defiantly.

“Because I love you!” He shouted back and you fell silent. Luke’s face suddenly morphed from anger to regret and he stepped back. You just stared, the silence permeating between the two of you. You didn’t know what to say. You were speechless and you just stared. 

“What?” You asked softly. All the anger had flooded out of you like the plug pulled out of sink and all that was left in its wake was confusion.

“You put yourself in the line of fire, again,” He tried to swerve away from his confession, ignore it. He tried to go back to what the argument had been about but you cut him off;

“Luke,” You tried to say something but you words seemed to falter. He looked at you for a moment and you opened your mouth before you frowned, “What do-?” You wrapped your arm around yourself, stepping back from him.

“You-” Luke faltered for a moment before he tried to inject the anger into his tone, “That is the second time you’ve put yourself in the line of fire. You can’t-” But the anger seemed to falter again. You were looking at him with an expression he couldn’t read and his words hung heavy on his tongue. Your mind was whirring with thoughts and you were trying to pick them apart, make sense of something.

“Why would you say that now?” You asked. He had never heard your tone so soft and guilt reared its ugly head in his chest. But also, that familiar sting of rejection began to creep in.

“What? What do you mean?” He replied, frowning down at you. You sighed raggedly.

“You can’t just throw around a confession like that,” You mumbled. Luke stepped back again, his face fell and you wrapped your arms tighter around yourself. You didn’t know what to think. You had loved Luke for so long. That’s why you had trusted him to come with you to the room but this, this was unfair.

“I wasn’t trying to-” But you cut him off with a soft; “I know.” Realistically, you did know that he wasn’t trying to use it as a guilt trip but it still felt so cruel. Why couldn’t he have said it some other time? Why now?

“I don’t understand why you’re so reckless,” He said after a beat of silence. You scoffed.

“It’s not recklessness, it’s a calculated decision,” You responded, wanting to shut this argument down before it even started again. Your anger wasn’t clouding your thoughts anymore so you thought you might as well explain it to him, “I knew JJ was behind me. I knew she’d be able to catch him. We had the profile wrong and I realised that. I didn’t have a choice. He was about to kill her.” Your gut twisted as you held yourself tighter. The sting of the knife against your cheek was still so fresh to you. You were lucky.

“And you got hurt,” He responded. You shrugged.

“But we’re both alive and I’m not gonna apologise for doing what I thought was right.” You said simply. He nodded and he stepped towards you. It felt hard to swallow as you stared down at the floor, unable to meet his gaze.

“I don’t expect you to,” His words were a simple reassurance but it made you feel a little lighter. You sent him an awkward half-smile, mumbling;

“Good.” There was silence for a few beats before you took a deep breath. You just had to say it, “But for what it’s worth, I think I love you too.” It was Luke’s turn to be silent this time and he stepped towards you. There was quiet for a moment and you chanced a look up at him. The frown had been replaced with a cheeky smile and you rolled your eyes at him, turning to look away.

“Huh,” He let out, the smile turning into a smirk as he stepped towards you. He wrapped his arms around your waist tugging you closer and you let him. Your arms wrapped around his neck as you looked up at him. 

You knew what he intended to do and you were quick to put your finger against his lips, stopping him from leaning any further, “Don’t even think about it, Alvez. Take me on a date first,” You stated. A grin began to spread across your face and you wished you could stop it but you couldn’t.

“Then let’s go out tonight,” He suggested. You hummed in thought before you nodded and pulled him against you.

“Okay,” You said. He couldn’t help the grin that spread across his face as he pulled you into a hug, holding you tightly, “As long as you kiss me goodnight,” You whispered against his skin. He chuckled and nodded his head against your hair.

“I can do that.”

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