Together

The next morning found them still with half their clothes on, and all twisted up in the covers. JJ woke first, and kissed him softly, then gently so as not to wake him, disentangled herself from his warmth. When she came out of the bathroom, now naked under Spence's robe she'd found hooked on the bathroom door, she could smell that he was up to something in the kitchen, and her stomach rumbled.

She stopped for a moment, and from her vantage point in the short hallway watched him move. He had put on sweats and a fresh tshirt, and though his hair was still sleep-tangled,he looked positively adorable. She felt her chest tighten as she gazed at him, her face soft with love.

As soon as he realized she was there he broke out in a huge smile, covering the few steps over to her in a split-second. He picked her up and just held her there, her feet dangling and his forehead pressed against hers. "You look amazing in that robe," he grinned.

She returned his smile and said "I'd hoped it was okay for me to borrow it." Her arms curved around his long neck.

"It's not only okay, but I don't think I ever want to see you in anything else." He touched his lips to hers. "My eggs are burning..." He put her down and turned back to the stove.

"I could take that two ways, you know," she joked.

He smirked. "You could indeed." He glanced over his shoulder at her. "Sit over there, Jennifer, there's juice!"

As they sat across from each other at his small kitchen table, eating , JJ found herself feeling a bit shy. To cover, she started chatting - "You know, the team - " she began.

"I don't want to talk about them right now," he said softly, fork prodding the slightly overdone eggs. "I want to ask you something. I need to know how you are, how you're doing."

"How I am? Spencer - " she said, about to toss it right back to him. After all, he was the one who needed the lion's share of concern right now.

But he stopped her, serious. "Jennifer listen to me. I know what you must've seen when you and Morgan found me. I know what you must've felt seeing me lying there in all that... mess, in that condition. I know how I would've felt if I'd seen you like that, I would've lost it." He shook his head. "And to top it off after I'd been ignoring you for weeks, hiding, hating myself and doing nothing but sitting here getting high day after day just to forget... JJ please know how completely sorry I am for putting you through all of that..." he reached across the table and grabbed her hand. "I didn't know, I didn't, and I'm so, so sorry..." He looked down, ashamed.

JJ's eyes were huge as she listened to the man she loved take all the blame on himself and she couldn't stand it. As soon as she saw his face fall she was across the table, in his lap and holding him for dear life. His arms went around her, his head on her chest and she started making soft noises deep in her throat. She could feel his tears as his face came up to rest against her throat.

"Shhh, Spence, baby it's done, it's done and we're here and we're okay. Shh, baby, we're here and god, I just... I love you so much..."

Spencer quickly looked up at her worried face. His vision blurred as the enormity of what she'd said hit him. "Oh Jennifer, I love you too, so much. Please don't ever, don't ever doubt it for a second," he stammered. He reached up to stroke her silky hair and pulled her head down in the longest, softest kiss she'd ever had. JJ clutched at him needing to be closer, kissing him deeper.

Suddenly urgent, Spencer picked her up and laid her down right there on the floor, covering her face and throat with heated, dry kisses. He pushed open the robe as JJ worked the belt, opening it at last. She pushed down his soft sweatpants and felt how immediately hard he was, rubbing him before she tugged on his shirt, pulling it over his head. Desperate for him to be naked she hooked her foot on his pants and pushed down as he pulled his legs out one by one and then he was on her.

His mouth came crashing down on her breasts as she arched up to meet his embrace. Her arms flew around him, her nails digging into his back as she pulled him ever closer, feeling his hardness against her opening, she moaned his name. He pulled back from her and feverishly kissed down her stomach, his hands brushing her hipbones as his mouth slid lower, JJ's hips bucked, her back arching as her hands got lost in his soft, long, curly hair. When she felt his lips and hot breath on her wetness, she gasped and pushed herself against his mouth, her mind void of everything but him, oh god, him.

Spencer licked her clit and slid two of his long, elegant fingers into her wet folds, curling them upwards and moving them in and out in a slow rhythm, licking her and rubbing his lips on her nub at the same time. He moaned into her as he felt her juices flow, loving the taste of her. JJ couldn't take it, she needed him in her now. She grabbed his ears and pulled him up in a fiery kiss, her searing center enveloping him in one swift move. Spencer cried out, burying himself in her, in her, his beautiful, wonderful, incredible JJ.

She wrapped her legs high around him, and her hands gripped his firm ass, shoving him deeper into her, unable to keep from crying out, she gasped and panted as he thrust into her over and over, he couldn't stop, he couldn't even slow down. This was everything, she was everything and he couldn't believe this was happening, that he was so far in her and god she felt amazing, tight and hot and wet and "Oh, J-Jennifer my god Jennifer I can't hold, I love..." he gasped, then a deep groan tore out of the very pit of him as he exploded into her, her own orgasm rippling through her in intense wave after wave as she screamed and bit his shoulder, her eyes closed and her body shuddering with the power of it.

Still inside her, Spencer immediately rolled over, taking her with him and feeling her hair fall across his face and neck. When they could open their eyes, both still panting, they just stared at one another for a long while, not smiling, not saying anything, just... recovering. He reached up and ran his thumb across her soft, swollen lips, and she kissed it lightly, never taking her eyes off his.


Then they were in the shower together, still silent and exploring each other, neither one wanting to break the heavy spell of sheer bliss that seemed to envelop them both. Washing each other gently and slowly felt so right, so warm and loving and intimate. Spencer spoke first, lightly dusting JJ's damp shoulder with tiny kisses.

"What would you think about moving some of your things over here?" he asked, tentatively.

She turned her head towards the shoulder he'd just kissed and lowered her eyes. Smiling to herself she said, "Dr. Reid, are you asking me to live with you?"

He smiled, "JJ if I thought you would, I'd go pack all your things myself." He tilted her chin up. "Look, I don't want to rush you, that's all. I figured if I said it like that, you wouldn't feel pressured, and I'd save a little face if you turned me down cold."

She stood on tiptoe and brushed his lips with hers. "There's no way I'm leaving you, Spence. I'm not going anywhere, any more, where you aren't. We've wasted enough time as it is, though I do think we should consider a bigger place."

Spencer reached around her and turned the water off, beyond thrilled to hear her words. "Makes sense," he pondered, smiling. She reached out of the shower for the two fluffy towels she'd set out earlier, wrapped one around Spencer's lightly muscled waist, the other around herself and tucked the end in, in front of her breasts.

"We may have chased out some of the demons, but this place still has some bad memories for you, doesn't it?" He nodded and she went on, "Spence I don't want us to begin our lives together in a place with unhappy ghosts."

"Well why don't you start looking for a place you'd like?", he said. "I'll be happy just as long as you're there, so it doesn't really matter to me where we go. We should get a house, though... yeah! Statistically speaking, homeowners are far more satisfied with their living space than renters. I read that - " JJ put a finger to his lips, her eyes dancing.

"Spence that's a wonderful idea. I'll start looking today. But first I do have to go to my place and get some clothes and such. I'll be back soon, I promise." She beamed up at him as she went to the room to get dressed.

Spencer called after her, "JJ, why aren't you going in?" he asked.

She poked her head out of his room and said "Hotch told me to take a week off." She walked down the hall, minus her shoes and padded over, looking up at him. "He told me to 'take good care of you'." She reached for her purse and keys, slipping on her ballet flats. "It's not just me that loves you, Spencer Reid." She tiptoed and kissed him, a proper "see ya later" kiss, and moved away as he reached for her. He pouted and she smiled, a bounce in her step as she went out the door.

Spencer's eyebrows went up, then he shrugged and went to get his phone. First time in a week or more he'd even thought about it. His first call since coming back to himself was to his friend, his brother, Derek Morgan.