Summary- Reid hears Emily talking about him and it sets off fantasies.
Note- This story takes place a few weeks after Exit Wounds, the episode where the BAU went to Alaska.
Overheard
Reid and Prentiss
May 2010
Chapter One
"Emily," a slightly drunk Penelope Garcia asked "haven't you ever heard that a dick in the hand is worth two in the bush?"
"That is not how that saying goes," Emily told her, with a hearty laugh.
No, its not, thought Reid, struck by terror that he was overhearing them and they had no clue. It's a bird in the hand.
Penelope went on "Well, it should. Hmmm, where is that rum? Rummy, rummy, rum-diggity, come out, come out where ever you are. Oh! There you are. You were hiding from mama."
Reid took a step toward the door, intending to enter the kitchen, but what Prentiss said next stopped him cold "You're drunk and that's why you think it's such a stellar idea that I bang Mick Rawson. Why do we always gotta talk about who I should let up in my ying yang?"
"Cause its been closed for business for too uber, uber long and that's uber tragic."
Reid tried to stand as still as possible, barely breathing. He thought to himself, This is what happens when I'm talked into attending a party.
He didn't like parties and he would get out of going to them if he could but his friends rarely let him beg off. Right about now Dr. Spencer Reid was wishing that he would have faked an illness so he didn't end up stuck in a pantry unable to come out without fear of his female co-workers being embarrassed because he had heard what they said. He decided to wait them out and slip out of the pantry, with the extra napkins that Derek sent him looking for, only after he was sure that they were gone.
He hoped they would leave quickly. He felt like a weirdo by not coming out but if he did he knew that he would blush and feel like a pervert in front of them. He'd rather feel like one to just himself than to his friends.
"Face it, Emmy baby," Garcia slurred "you gotta take what you can get when the getting in good. And that British heart throb with his British accent is way better than another night spent fucking Reid in your mind!"
"Garcia! Shhhhh!"
Reid nearly choked on his tongue. What the hell? She fantasizes about fucking me? Me? Say what? Being a man of science, he clearly needed more data.
Penelope giggled drunkenly. "You know its true. Garci speaks the truth! And, sweet cupcake face, it's just saaaaaaaaaad. We both know you're never gonna get no where with Reid cause he don't get it when you hit on him." She laughed again as she fixed a mixed drink. "You could say Insert your pee pee in my va jay jay to him and he'd lecture you on the proper words when all you want is him to grab you by the hair and fuck you like a racehorse from behind. Am I right or am I right? Garci is so right! I love that boy genius, not like you do but I love me some Reid all the same," she giggled "so this is coming from a place of love from the all knowing Oracle: you plus him equals hopeless so you might as well give Mick a break and break his back." Penelope giggled again.
Prentiss sighed. "Maybe...I don't know...Its not like I'm holding out for Reid its just Mick...he's so cocky."
"And hot and he sounds like James Bond! Yummmmm. Don't let him get away. You keep throwing all the fishies back in the sea and you won't have any fishies left to fuck you. How is Andrew doing lately? Or did you trade him in for a newer model?"
"Ha, ha, PG. Okay, I get it. I should call Mick back so I can get fucked sometime before winter sets in by someone one instead of my battery operated boyfriend. Got it." In a depressed tone Emily said "I guess I'll call Mick back."
"Awww, sweetums, if you're gonna be all grumpy about it then don't do it. I'm just saying that life is passing by fast. Zoom! So you gotta do somebody sometime because you're just wasting all that multiple orgasmic goodness you got going on in your honey pot."
There was a silence.
Garcia asked "You're thinking about banging Reid right now, aren't you?"
"No."
"Yeah, right."
"Maybe just a little bit."
The girls laughed and left the kitchen. As soon as they went out the patio doors Reid heard Garcia calling out something raunchy to Morgan about sucking sweet rum off her sweet bum. When Reid was sure the coast was clear he snuck out of the pantry and went to the bathroom.
His dick was hard and throbbing. As a guy in his twenties he had a very healthy sex drive but he rarely had a steady girlfriend. His last one was Austin but it ended six months ago. So Reid was used to handling his desires himself.
Just knowing that Emily ever thought once about wanting to fuck him had him so turned on that, as soon as the bathroom door was closed, he frantically unzipped his pants and reached in to pull out his dick, stroking hard on it and letting out a very soft sigh of relief as he started to pleasure himself.
He leaned back against the door, slammed his eyes shut and imagined that it was Emily touching him.
Before five minutes ago, Reid would have never imagined in his wildest dreams that she'd see him that way. His eyes had always been on other women. Emily was beautiful but she was ballsy, independent, snarky. In short, she was amazing and tough.
Why would she want to get with a nerdy guy who did magic like himself?
Reid had been sure she was so far out of his league that he couldn't even see her league from where he was placed in the dating hierarchy. She obviously disagreed.
He didn't get why she had never said anything to him about wanting to fuck him. She must think he didn't see her that way. And the truth was that he never had...until right now...now his dick had her name written all over it-metaphorically speaking, of course.
Conscious of the fact he was in his friend's bathroom, Reid jerked off quickly, with rough, fast strokes, biting his bottom lip to keep from making too many sounds of pleasure. In just a few minutes he was shooting his load into the napkins that Morgan told him to go get out of the pantry.
When he came he imagined his cum splashing all over Emily's perky, hard nippled tits.