This randomly popped into my head and is OOC – seriously . Needed to practice my writing a bit again as I haven't written anything in a long time and this is the result .

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Reid had just finished showering when he became aware of a relentless pounding on the door. Sighing at Morgan's impatience he moved quickly towards the source of the noise, wrenching the door open with more force than was necessary.

"Morgan, what are-" He stopped abruptly at the sight of a rather dishevelled and furious JJ. Pushing him violently back into his room, she stepped over the threshold and slammed the door before making her descent upon him.

"What the hell, Spencer!" She hissed at him barely noticing his current state of undress.

"What?" He asked whilst reaching for a t-shirt to cover his bare – and fairly toned – torso. He was actually quite proud of his body now; no longer was he the skinny genius! Now he was the slightly buffed up genius with muscle definition and all. He'd never have thought he'd be so thankful for getting shot in the leg, but what could he say – life was just full of surprises.

"What d'you mean 'what'? What the hell are you playing at!?" Hands on her hips and eyes narrowed into slits, she worked her jaw in annoyance, silently demanding an answer.

Quickly searching his memory for anything that could have possibly could have annoyed his co-worker and coming up blank, he was forced to surrender. "Jayje, you're gonna have to give me a hint 'cos I have no idea what you're talking about." He told her calmly, like he would an UnSub much to JJ's chagrin. He knew the minute he'd said it that he'd pay for it in one way or another, at some point. Jennifer could be devious when she wanted to be and he'd learned a long time ago not to mess with her.

"No idea what I'm talking about?" The blonde laughed humourlessly. "Garcia knows! Garcia of all people! And she told Morgan who in turn told Emily who then told Rossi who told Hotch! Everyone knows and it's your fault!" JJ was pacing in front of him now in between glares and the odd emphasised word.

To say the profiler was perplexed was a major understatement. Briefly, the thought of JJ being insane crossed his mind but he quickly forced it out of his head. "Look, Jayje, baby-"

"Don't 'baby' me!" She shouted, pointing an accusing finger at him. "We are never ever having sex again. I mean it Spencer!"

He knew he shouldn't have. He knew it'd make the situation worse but he couldn't help it. He laughed. In retaliation she shoved him back a few steps until he fell back onto the bed effectively ending his laughing fit.

"It's no laughing matter! I can't believe I did that. I can't believe I let you talk me into it, I mean, and what the hell was I thinking?" Jennifer ranted as she climbed atop him, straddling him so he couldn't escape her wrath.

"JJ this really isn't the best time for sex. We're due for dinner with the team in half an hour and you should know by now that I don't do quickies. Ever." Reid told her seriously as she wrestled him out of his t-shirt though his worked lacked the intended conviction and he eventually helped her take his shirt off.

"We're not gonna have sex and I'm quite aware of how you like to take your time Dr. Reid." Her words were laced with venom from her still infuriated state. How he managed to turn her on whilst she was annoyed with him was beyond her.

"Right. Good." He smirked at her as his fingers inched their way up her thighs. "So d'you mind telling me what all these accusations are about and what the rest of the team know that I clearly don't."

Meeting her lovers gaze as she surrendered to his touch, the craving too much to deny, she conceded to his demand. "You managed, God knows how but you did, to convince me to have phone sex with you. Whilst I was in the office and you were all happy and comfy at home!" The burning rage inside her was beginning to make its presence known once again even as she rocked forcefully into him, cursing the fabric acting as a barrier between them. She officially hated clothes.

Once again, he couldn't help but succumb to laughter, his fingers never stopping their journey as they hiked the woman's skirt up until it was around her waist. He continued his lazy perusal down to her clit and rubbed it once through her panties, smirking as she moaned and tried to create the same sensation by pushing onto his fingers, begging him shamelessly for more.

"Right but how do our… escapades – which by the way phone sex in the office is something we've done quite a few times now – mean that everyone knows?" He asked before realisation dawned and he let out a chuckle and a leer. "Wait, did Garcia walk in on you?"

"It's not funny Spence!" She complained. "Oh Spence, don't stop doing that please." He continued making circles with his finger on and around her clit as his other hand slid under her top and up over her bra to rub her nipple in time with his other hand.

"This?" At her moan and nod he applied just the smallest amount of pressure, eliciting the reaction he hoped he'd receive. "So, as you were saying. You were in the office having phone sex with me and Garcia walked in on you?" She nodded again. "Continue with your story."

"I, I didn't realise she'd come in until after I'd come and we'd hung up. It was humiliating. God Spence don't stop." He retracted his fingers from her clit in favour of sitting up and grinding into her, his other hand still working on her breasts.

"So what happened then?"

"She put some files on my desk and made a hasty escape. She'd been there in shock for a few minutes before I came I think." She told him before pushing down onto him, working up a rhythm.

"Hey, at least she let you finish." Reid told her lightly, earning a glare from his girlfriend before she moaned his name much to his satisfaction. "Open your shirt for me." She obeyed more than willingly and as his mouth replaced his hand she arched her back and gripped his hair, pushing him impossibly closer to her.

"It was embarrassing. And now everyone knows." JJ told him breathlessly, submitting to the sensation, submitting to him. All she could feel was him, all she knew was him and she loved it.

"Everyone already knew." He informed her momentarily removing his mouth from where he was sucking at her skin.

"What?" She choked, pulling him away from her.

"Come on, they're profilers Jayje. I'd be worried if they didn't know – and you should know by now that nothing gets past Rossi. He undoubtedly already knew. Oh, and by the smiles and looks you send my way when you think no-one's looking I'd say it's pretty obvious." He responded with a raised eyebrow, grabbing her hips and grinding against her once more.

The woman worried her bottom lip before letting go a moan. "I don't want them to know. They don't need to – or at least I didn't want or need to know that they knew. Don't stop, don't ever stop."

"I don't care if they know." Wrapping an arm around her he pulled her flush against him so only his hand working her breasts were between them, as they continued rocking against each other, picking up their rhythm. "I like the thought of them knowing that you're mine. That it's only me who gets to do this, that it's me and only me you come for, that you can come from my voice alone. You're mine Jennifer and I don't care who knows it."

A moan was ripped from her at his words – so possessive. She knew she should probably be offended and if it were anyone but him she would have been but she was okay with it when it was from him. Instead, the gesture was somehow sweet. Being claimed by him and having people know that she was as much his as he was hers made her all the more turned on and she could feel that familiar ache. She was so close, on the precipice.

Abruptly, Spencer stopped and placed her on the bed next to him as he got up to change out of his sweats into something more Reid-like. "Time's up."

"E-excuse me?"

"Time's up." The man repeated as though talking to a child. "We've gotta go, we're meeting the team in five minutes. It was a nice chat though." Pulling up his pants, he chose a red striped sock and a plain blue one with a pale blue shirt.

"You're not gonna-" JJ started in disbelief. She was so turned on she could barely see straight, she was so, so close.

Grinning, he buttoned up his shirt leaving the first two buttons open to expose part of his chest knowing it would drive his girlfriend wild. "If you wanted me to make you come you should've asked. Too late now though, but I'll cover for you if you wanna finish yourself off. If not and providing you're a good girl I'll get you off at dinner – you'll have to be quiet though." He told her, grinning wider at her shocked expression, more out of the fact that he wasn't going to make her come now opposed to the restaurant comment. They'd done that before, granted they weren't with the team but it was still fairly busy. "Or you can wait til we get back here. Too late to cancel on them and we wouldn't want to confirm their suspicions right? Oh and you might wanna button up your shirt. That's something only I get to see."

The media liaison sent her profiler a glare before beginning to button up her shirt and ensuring she looked presentable. "I can't believe you! You owe me for this, Spence. I'm wound up so tight right now I could pounce on the next person I see and beg them to make me come." She regretted it the moment she said it, not missing the glare he sent her way.

"I'd kill anyone who tried, then I'd drag you back in here and have my way with you but I wouldn't let you come. I'd take you to the edge and stop and I'd do it several times. For your comment I may even have to go so far as to spank you when we get back." He smirked as he sauntered towards the door before throwing over his shoulder: "and I won't be making you come til we get back here – if you're a good girl at dinner or I guess neither of us will be getting any tonight."

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Yeah , I told you it'd be really OOC – sorry if you didn't like it but as I said I have to try to get back into writing again and this was what came to my head after a whole lot of writer's block .

Let me know what you think ? Please ?

Thanks for reading :-)