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Spencer

The next few months were much like the first two – yes; there were a few arguments, but nothing that damaged the relationship in any way. I think that the fact we were best friends for years before we got together helped a lot – we weren't afraid to actually tell each other what we thought, at least not as much as we would have been if we hadn't been friends before. Our relationship actually enhanced our work on cases, the pair of us working harder so we could - a) get home for some alone time; b) keep each other out of harm, as well as everyone else.

We didn't have a case right now, so everyone was catching up on paperwork. Of course, I had come in early and managed to get all of mine finished and out of the way, leaving me with nothing to do. Honestly, I was wanting Emily and Derek to put some of their files on my desk...apparently, today, they seemed to want to do everything themselves. So I just sat there, bored.

I sat in my chair, spinning around and around slowly so I didn't get dizzy. I didn't know what else to do but that. Of course, as soon as I stopped spinning and caught sight of the date on my computer, an idea sprang to mind. Digging around in my satchel, I grabbed a notebook and pen, starting to jot down things I would need - I only had a few days left.

Trying to keep it all a secret was harder than I imagined, all members of the team seeming to find something they wanted to ask me whilst I was planning and jotting ideas down.

Penelope seemed to have gotten bored herself and, when seeing I wasn't doing work, wanted to speak.

JJ had questions about details on a case we had two months back.

Emily decided to take her mind off of work for a moment and poke fun at me - as usual.

Rossi had joined Emily in her childish shenanigans - much to my amusement.

Hotch had come to tell me that I could go home if I wanted - which I didn't, especially since I wasn't going home that night...

And Derek... Well, Derek just wanted to 'get all couple-y', as Emily put it.

These things had occurred numerous times throughout the day, especially once they all figure out I was hiding something. I know they were all still wary after the Dilaudid, even though I knew I was no longer on it... They all still feared, much like I did, that something like that might happen again. So, yes, me hiding something from all of them probably didn't help the situation, but I had to if I was to surprise them.


Derek had tried hard to try and convince me to tell him what it was I had been writing in my book - I had seen it coming and had left the notebook at my apartment. He had tried everything from bribes to tickling to very-none-threat-like-threats. It was all very entertaining.

But it wasn't like he had had to wait long.

It was only three days later - thankfully a Saturday and a day where we were all free - and I had managed to get the whole team - plus Will, Beth, Jack and Henry - over to my apartment. For a lot of them, it was the first time they had been to my apartment building, much less my actual apartment. None of them were surprised by the stacks of books, but they were all surprised by the amount of room and the size of my TV.

It wasn't until the last person had arrived that I let them in on what was going on.

"Today is the anniversary of Dave joining this team - of when this team came together." I explained. "I noticed the other day and, well... Now I think about it, it's kind of stupid, but you guys are family to me. I had only ever thought of my mom as family, I wasn't close enough with anyone else to categorize them as such - you all changed that for me. And, for that, I am truly grateful."

Now, the hugs I got from Penelope, JJ and Emily I expected, even the one from Derek. But getting a hug from Beth, Will, Rossi and Hotch...that was a surprise. They assured me that it wasn't stupid; they had assured me, no matter how many times I said it to them, that I didn't have to thank them; they had all assured me, every single one of them, even Jack and Henry, that I was family to them...

And that was all I had ever wanted - a family.

Now, considering we had Jack and Henry with us, it was obvious that - after I showed them some Physics magic - games were going to have to be played.

Hide and Seek.

Tag.

Splitting the group in two and having a pillow war.

Game after game after game, until the two boys were too tired to go. Only then was the alcohol brought out. The women were happy, finally able to have something other than juice or water. Their enthusiasm at finally being able to have some wine was fairly humorous.


It was around eleven o'clock that everyone packed up and left, Derek being the only one to stay behind. For once, we were staying at my apartment instead of his house, something that I couldn't help but feel a little odd about. I had gotten so used to staying at Derek's over the past six months that staying in my own apartment seemed strange to me. The fact that Derek would be staying as well only made it weirder.

It was as we were sitting on my couch, when Derek started getting a bit too close, to the point where I would usually pull away, I moved closer. He frowned slightly, catching my eye and giving me a questioning look... I could almost feel my skin burning up. Thankfully, it was as if Derek knew why I wasn't pulling away.

Smiling slightly, Derek dragged me slightly through my apartment and to my room - a wise decision, I could tell. He pulled me close, kissing me lightly, placing something on my bedside table behind me - what I didn't know.

Slowly, clothes started to come off, first Derek's t-shirt, then my shirt. Then Derek's jeans, then my trousers. Whatever Derek took off, mine shortly followed. We only stopped once we were both down to our boxers.

Derek lowered his head to the meeting of my neck and shoulder, his lips brushing over the skin there lightly, barely even touching. So lightly that I barely felt it. But then he started to put more pressure on the spot, pressing harder after a short amount of time.

It wasn't long before the gentle swipes stopped on one spot, his mouth opening to suck on the area. It was moments like this that I was glad I had no neighbours, especially with the very loud sounds I was unwillingly making. But that only seemed to drive Derek on, since teeth were soon brought in to play...and tongue...

I could do nothing but hold on to the back of his neck tighter, pulling him closer and lean my head back against the wall, as I ended up curving slightly into him, arching off of it.

I couldn't help the whine after the spot on my neck became too sensitive to bear. Derek, noticing this, just dragged his tongue up my neck, slowly – it really shouldn't have been as much of a turn on as it was – biting the lobe of my ear as he came to it, before gently running the tip of it over the shell.

I would never admit that any of this had me shivering all the time, the pleasure rolling down my spine in waves... But it wasn't like I could hide it from Derek, who was grinning wolfishly against my jaw.

Nosing his way down my neck, Derek stopped just above the first mark he made.

Yeah, I was extremely glad no one else was around!

Derek shuffled closer, pressing me further into the wall as his hands tightened – ok, when did they get to my ass?! So, really, it wasn't my fault that my hips kind of snapped forward, causing a low growl to come from the man holding me up.

I couldn't help but smirking.

And, come on, who I was I to pass up on an opportunity to abuse this position? So, while Derek was so fixated on my neck, I thought I'd have a bit of fun myself – it was only fair – by continuously rolling my hips into his.

The whimpers the Big Bad FBI Agent made was gold!

Everything around me was melting away, forgetting everything but this. Forgetting everything, but Derek.

I could feel the bulge in his boxers even more as we were pressed impossibly closer, the small amount of breath that I had left leaving me at that moment. I only just noted the noise – sounding like a pathetic broken whimper – which only served to make Derek grin and double his efforts.

That ended up being moving to a different spot on my neck, worrying the skin between his teeth softly, running his tongue over it too, while pressing closer still and slowly rocking back and forth. My breath caught in my throat, now no longer being able to actually think of a coherent thought, other that random syllables or one word sentences.


Derek

Looking at Spencer now: mostly naked, panting, lips red, face flushed a most appealing shade of red, hair a mess... At this moment, I was glad that I was always...prepared and able to reach Spencer's table to set everything down.

But I wasn't even thinking of that right now.

No.

I could think of one word and one word only. One word that I couldn't help but let slip out.

"Mine."

I thought I had said it quiet enough that Spencer wouldn't have picked up on it, but the cheeky, goofy grin was back as he whispered back 'Yours' into my ear. The word quiet and his breath warm as it drifted over my ear.

At that moment, you couldn't blame me for ripping him away from the wall and just chucking him into the middle of his, very spacious, bed.


Spencer

I landed in the middle of my bed with an 'oof', only just being able to collect myself before Derek was hovering over me, hands either side of my head. His dark chocolate brown eyes almost complete consumed by dilated pupils, face flushed... This is not something that everyone got to see, to be quite honest I'm not sure myself how many have, and quite frankly I didn't care. All I could care about was the fact that, right now, I was the one seeing it.

I was the only one who got to see it.

With a slightly feral sound, Derek lunged forward, pressing his lips roughly against mine again and again, pushing and pulling, biting and sucking and licking. It was a shock of a contrast to the softness of his skin, despite how many Unsubs we had faced over the years.

Not that I minded, it would be stupid if I was complaining...then I really would be an idiot.

For the second time, Derek started thrusting, back and forth, but this time able to grind his hips down, softly at first but getting a lot more forceful every time.

I couldn't help the movements my own hips made, rolling them up just to ease the pressure.

That was when I practically felt my boxers ripped from me, looking up in time to see Derek throw two pieces of material over the side of his bed.

And now we're naked! Thank fuck for that!

I heard this sort of growl, before Derek continued what he was doing before all clothes had disappeared. But the feel of his muscles and bare skin against me was enough to make me forget any embarrassment and make any blood flooding my face rush downwards.

That just so happened to be the same direction Derek had started heading, as he slowly lowered himself down my body, pressing his lips and tongue to wherever he could reach, flicking his tongue over my nipples, running his tongue down my chest, sucking bruises into my torso, biting both of my hips.

He only stopped once he reached a certain area.


Derek

Chuckling quietly, as I took note of Spencer's wide eyed and lustful expression, I bent my head further forwards, licking the tip of his swollen dick. The moan that I received from it just encouraged me to carry on, taking the whole thing into my mouth in one go. The startled choke made me chuckle again, the vibrations causing him to moan again.

This was going to be better than I thought.

Not wasting any more time, I bobbed my head up and down slowly, my hands pushing Spencer's hips down in the mattress. Not that that stopped him from trying to get out of my grip, to try and get some more speed to reach that much needed release.

A quiet whine made me glance up; catching a glimpse of the pleading look in his eyes and feeling the way fingers had tightened on the back of my neck yet again. I almost pulled off, just so I could hear another one of those little sounds, but even I couldn't be so cruel.

So, keeping the same technique, I quickened the pace, humming when Spencer hit the back of my throat. It was only moments later that he was crying out his release, back arching and eyes clenching shut.

As he started coming down from the high, I swallowed what was left in my mouth and moved higher, returning my lips and teeth to his neck. Only when I felt Spencer shift underneath me, as I licked over an already forming bruise from earlier, did I then remember my own situation.

Pulling back to look at him in the eyes, I conveyed a question to Spencer that I desperately needed the answer to: was he sure? After what he told me those few months ago about the girl when he was fifteen and that douche when he was seventeen...I didn't want to be like them. I didn't want him to feel like he was being forced. I wanted Spencer to want this.

A small smile and a slight nod was all I needed, seeing nothing but trust and truth in the eyes that had been overtaken by black pools.

Gently, this time, I kissed Spencer. Never would I ever get tired of doing such a thing.

While he was distracted, I reached out blindly for the tube that I had sat on the table beside me, blindly flicking the lid of the tube up and gathering some of the liquid onto my fingers and hand.

Before I could even think about what I was doing, I already had two fingers buried deep into the man below me, watching as he arched off of the bed with a pain filled scream, head thrown back. It was a stupid thing to do, but seeing Spencer like this, hearing him... Everything else seemed to had just left my head.

Biting at his neck again, I tried to distract him from the pain as I moved both fingers in and out, stretching him.

Quickly adding a third, I heard a shaky yelp. For a moment, I thought I did something wrong, taking things a bit too fast. Until I realised what I had hit within him.

Smirking, and keeping my fingers angled the same way, I tested the waters by prodding the same area again. The small broken sound leaving him again only proved that I was correct, I had found that 'magical little spot', as Penelope kept referring to it as – jokingly, of course... At least I wasn't hurting him anymore...

And who was I to turn down such an opportunity? So, yes, I may have abused this just a little, not letting up until Spencer had almost reached his high for the second time, but backing off before he could hit it.

Pulling my fingers out of him, slipping on a condom and adding extra lube, I waited for a few seconds to watch Spencer squirm before starting to thrust in, going slow as Spencer adjusted.

It took two minutes before I was full inside him, running my hands up and down Spencer's sides, brushing his neck lightly with my lips, as I went.

As the pain started to give way it wasn't long before Spencer started to move against me impatiently, gingerly thrusting down to get me to start moving. The friction of the tight walls pulled a semi-embarrassing noise from me, one that I would adamantly refuse if brought up later.

But that didn't stop me from keeping a hold of Spencer hips as I started to pull out slowly and thrust back in with the same speed and strength.

I would never have thought that I would be doing this with the genius... I never thought he would return the feelings I had for him.

I thought for sure nothing could happen.

I couldn't help but be happy that I was so very, very wrong about that. Otherwise we wouldn't be here now. I wouldn't have had the opportunity to pin him down and thrust into his tight ass over and over and over.

Spencer had kept his fingers locked behind my neck the whole of this encounter.

Until now.

He unlaced his hands, slowly dragging them down over the top of my back, across my shoulders...until he got a good grip on my biceps to flip us so he was still impaled on my cock while I was underneath him.

I couldn't help but stare, surprised at the sudden boldness. Even more surprised when his nimble hands slid to the muscles on my chest, tracing them before finding a good enough grip before lifting himself up, only to drop back down forcefully.

I couldn't help but think of how beautiful he looked like this, even as my mind turned to mush due to what I was seeing and feeling.

My grip on his hips never faltered, only giving me the chance to aid in lifting Spencer up before slamming him back down, thrusting up every other time.

Sighs, moans and pants came from the body above me, his head falling back slightly, his neck bared. The closer Spencer got, the louder the sounds were, and the move his back curved and exposed his throat.

So, with a small growl, I launched forward until I was sitting up – Spencer still on my lap – and could attach my mouth to the pale neck in front of me, licking and biting the side, trailing down onto the top of his chest, flicking my tongue over his nipples.

Spencer's right hand slipped to the back of my head, pressing me forward instead of pulling me back a little like he used to, while his left held on to my arm.

Slowly, I let my left hand trail from his hip up his spine, making him shudder all over, causing his grip to tighten as I smirked into his neck, nipping it lightly.

Our rhythm broke once Spencer's breath came out in ragged pants and his muscles started to strain. At that point, I flipped us again so he was back on the bottom.

Tightening my grip on his hips, I quickened the pace, short thrusts only, changing angles until I hit his prostate dead on.

Aiming for there and there alone, I continued to pump into my Spencer, bringing him closer and closer to the edge, until whiskey brown eyes opened wide, his back arched and his other hand found its way into my hair again as he let out a loud moan.

With Spencer reaching his high for the second time, he tightened almost painfully around me, giving me that extra kick I needed. With a howl, I launched myself to my left, biting down hard where his neck met shoulder.

Both of us seemed to just pass out once it was all said and done, but not before I had the chance to pull out and drop to the left of Spencer, grabbing a few tissues from the table beside me to get rid of the sticky mess and throwing them - along with the condom - into the trash can by Spencer's bed, before I turned us both on to our left sides so I could drape my arm across him and bring him back until he was pressed tightly against my chest, while Spencer dragged the duvet over us.


Spencer

The next morning, whilst a sore one, was a great one. Just a lazy day in bed, thanks to some strings that Hotch managed to pull.

I was happy - not only did I have people close enough to me to be able to consider them my family, but I also had Derek. Someone I thought I would ever have in my life as I had him at that moment. I was happy.

I didn't know at that moment that Derek and I would be visiting my mom and his family in a few weeks time to 'officially' introduce the other to them.

I didn't know at that moment that Derek would propose to me in three years.

I didn't know at that moment that, three years after our wedding, Derek and I would adopt four children - a little girl names Tauriel, a little boy names Oliver, another girl named Jessica and another little boy named Bayley.

I didn't know at that moment that any of that would happen.

I didn't know at that moment that I was going to be the happiest I had ever been in my life.

I didn't know at that moment that I was finally home - finally belonging.

I just knew that I was happy and it was all because of the way I liked my coffee.

"Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage." ― Lao Tzu


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