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Body Language, Pt. 1
Part 2:
https://justanotherfandomloser.tumblr.com/post/645851107666591744/body-language-pt-2
Part 3:
https://justanotherfandomloser.tumblr.com/post/645923305711370240/body-language-pt-3
You jogged up the stairs, sneakers hitting the old, carpeted apartment building steps harder than normal. You reached your floor, stuffed your hand in your go-bag and fumbled for your keys. As you pulled them out, you jammed the only silver one into the lock and twisted, throwing the door open angrily. It had been a BAD day. You worked at the BAU, in Quantico, VA. You had been working a case today that heavily involved BDSM play. It was full of jokes from Derek and flirting from Penelope. They weren’t the issue, though.
It was your boyfriend, Spencer Reid. Every time dominance and submission was brought up, he glanced your way, his body turning slightly towards you. You would catch him staring at your body, biting his pretty pink lip until a visible dent appeared. No doubt what his eidetic memory and vivid imagination were up to trouble.
How could he let his body language run away from him like that? We’re surrounded by profilers, for god’s sake. I know Emily and JJ noticed, it’s hard to keep anything like this from them. At least that’s how Spencer was acting. He left the BAU at the normal clock-out time, but I stayed to do some extra file work for the case we had finished. It was a clean shot from Rossi, but the Unsub did die, so there was bound to be more paperwork to complete. You saw Spencer’s eyes catch yours on his way out. You just glared, and saw his eyebrows draw together in slight fear. He’s a genius... he’ll figure out what he’d done.
As I closed my last file, I looked up to see Hotch exiting his office and walking towards the clear doors towards the elevator. I placed the file in the plastic holder in the corner of my desk, then gathered up my go-bag and coat to follow my superior. I jogged towards the elevator, which he held for me before it closed at the last second.
“Hey,” I said, worn-out and irritated. I did my best to keep my tone neutral and polite, as he was my superior. Not to mention he was someone I respected as a person. I knew he could tell something was wrong, though. He frowned slightly, lips pursing together.
“Everything okay?” He asked, fully knowing that something was up.
“Yeah, everything’s fine. Just a stressful day, boss,” I said, trying to add a chuckle at the end. I hadn’t convinced him, but it didn’t seem like he was going to press any further.
“Okay. Just tell me if there’s anything you need.”
I nodded.
“Thanks, Hotch,” I said, genuinely grateful to the man standing beside me. He nodded towards me, and I returned it. He exited the elevator first. I followed, walking to my car in the underground parking lot. The drive home only 20 minutes, but seemed like forever. I had been thinking about Spencer’s obvious behavior all the way to our shared apartment, and was seething by the time I got out.
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I tossed my keys on the stand next to the door, and set my bag down on the end of the couch.
Where is he?
I quickly looked around the room, a kitchen off to the side, and a living room connected to it. It wasn’t a huge apartment, but it worked for us. I noticed soft noises coming from down the small hall where our bedroom and bathroom were located. I growled under my breath and made my way down the hallway. The noises became louder as I approached the closed bedroom. Discernable moans came from behind the door.
I knocked roughly and flung it open.
The sight I was met with filled me to the brim with even more anger. Spencer was sprawled out on the bed, his hair mussed and his clothes on the floor. His hand shot up from his dick, and he pulled himself up to the headboard of the bed.
“(Y-Y/n), l-let me explain,” he rushed, eyes wide, voice high and squeaky. I simply stared at him, letting the fear turn over in his mind. I knew he wouldn’t be able to handle it much longer. Seeing the sweat on his forehead leading down to his terrified eyes made me want to tie him up and ruin him right that second. But he would have to wait.
Torturing him was the best part.
A.N. -
Ahhh this is just the first part, I’ll finish it soon. t/y!
Update-
I’ve finished all three parts. My first actual thing on here, tysm for reading! I only started it in 2nd person POV, the rest of it it 1st person POV