A/N: Penelope is great, isn't she? A naughty little minx... haha...

Warning: Smut below -- Reid/OC

Chapter 09: Laundry
Spenser Dormitory

The next morning Reid woke up at the sound of his alarm going off. He mumbled slamming his hand down on it. He didn't remember setting it last night; he opened an eye and looked at the time.

Seven o'clock.

Hell no, there was no way he would have agreed to anything this earlier; especially not on a weekend. He forced his eyes closed and welcomed sleep, but it didn't come.

Fuck.

He was up. He pushed the blankets off of his body and looked over at the sleeping form next to him. That son of a bitch, slept through the damn alarm, he wouldn't dare do that if it were a school day.

But today, when Reid's alarm decided to go off at seven o'clock in the morning, little baby boy Tyler Simms decided to sleep through it. Reid grunted as he pulled on a pair of track pants and shuffled through his dirty clothes for a clean shirt.

Dirty clothes.

His eyes snapped up to the door and then to the alarm clock.

Penelope.

That's why he was up, that's why he was out of his bed at some ungodly hour on a weekend. She wanted him to do her laundry. He remembered now.

A slow smile crept on to his face as he slid in to his favorite pair of Vans, grabbed a black hoodie, his fingerless gloves and a beanie, throwing it all on before leaving the dorm room. He was going to meet her, but he had plans to do more than just some laundry.

Penelope finished her shower, and headed straight to her room, she would be expecting Reid… early. Some thing, she was told that he did not like, but he was bound to after she was done with him.

Chase had told her that his first phase was nearly complete, and she couldn't wait to have the first installation of his plan underway. She was closer to her new life, she could nearly taste it.

She entered the room and was about to start changing when a knock came at the door. She glanced over at the clock seven fifteen, didn't take him nearly as long as she thought it would. She grinned holding the towel closer to her body, she opened the door.

"Reid Garwin, laundry man extraordinaire at your service Miss Simon," Reid stated in a false British accent.

"Well Mr. Garwin, come inside please…" She stated in a mock tone.

Reid grinned eying her up in just a towel, wet from head to toe. Things crossed his mind that he was sure he shouldn't be thinking, but he really didn't care.

She closed the door behind him, "Take a seat, let me change and we'll get started…" She grinned grabbing a few things from her drawers before dashing in to the half-bath that adorned her room.

Reid looked around the room, trying to get a sense of who the young girl was. She didn't have any pictures around, which was awkward for a girl her age. No friends, no family; not even a picture of her decorated the plain dorm room.

Other than that it looked like your norm dorm room, dirty clothes piled up in a hamper, clean clothes and things hanging in the closet. A desk with papers, a lab top and other school necessities were hanging out there.

Nothing seemed odd except for the lack of pictures, hell even he had pictures in his dorm. Most of were him and his three comrades but still pictures nonetheless.

He shrugged it off and watched her come out of the bathroom, a pair of long lean legs peaked out first, followed by a set of unbelievable hips and a flat toned stomach, and a pair of boobs that made him come to full attention.

She was wearing a pair of short cheerleading shorts, rolled over a couple times with a white tank top that cut low showing off some cleavage. Her wet hair was left dangling over her shoulders, getting the white cloth wet, and transparent.

Any thoughts Reid had before she stepped out were lost in the adolescent thoughts crossing his mind. Penelope shot him a small grin before she grabbed a basket from under the vanity, Reid's eyebrows shot up at the sight of this.

"Are we really going to do laundry?" He asked his voice laced with sleep.

"Are you kidding me?" Penelope grinned grabbing her dirty clothes basket. "Of course we are, I need clothes to wear…" She stated giving him a short wink.

Reid licked his lips and grabbed the basket as she tossed the laundry detergent and bounce sheets in on top of the dirty clothes. He followed her down to the student lobby which if you kept going contained a wash and dryer area for the kids.

"I should say you are, but I don't fully trust you know how to do laundry, Garwin…"

"You assumption would be correct, Simon…" Reid smirked placing the dirty clothes on the table in the middle of the room. "I usually coax baby boy in to doing all the laundry…" He grinned.

"You're a little devil aren't you?" She grinned sorting her clothes out.

Reid smirked letting his fingers skillfully grace over her skin, his mouth pulling closely to her ear as he positioned himself behind her, "You have no idea,"

She felt her eyes roll and she turned to look at him slyly, "Alright, well we'll see about that…" She grinned picking up her dark load and tossing it in the washer next to them.

Reid grabbed the detergent and poured some in, not bothering to measure, she stuck her lights in the other washer and Reid did the same thing following her as she propped herself up on the washer.

Penelope smirked the washer was rocking back and forth, the vibration as causing her entire body to feel some sort of pleasure. She licked her lips and Reid sauntered over to her, placing his hands on her bare thighs and letting his hands roam up her body.

Penelope collapsed her lips on his, his hands tangling themselves in to his hair as he deepened their kiss. Her legs wrapped around him tightly, pulling his body closer to hers, she felt the pull in her stomach, the want deep inside of her.

She wanted this. She wanted him.

Her blood flashed from mildly warm to desperately hot as his fingers roamed over her body, his tongue danced with hers that lean body fitting perfectly between her legs. She nipped and tugged at his bottom lip, his hands found their way to the top of her shorts.

He pulled them down, over her long-toned legs, tossing them to the side. Penelope ran her hands up his back, hastily pulling off his black hoodie revealing the muscle shirt that was underneath. She smirked pulling him in to her again, feeling him between her legs.

Reid grinned against her lips, her hands were on his waist now, pushing the fabric down his backside, where he was going commando. He felt her press her hips towards him, with his free hand he pulled his muscle shirt over his head and tossed it to the side.

He felt a moan escape her mouth, and vibrate against him, he pulled her hips closer to his the feeling of him against her making her arch her back slightly as the washer vibrated and spun the clothes beneath them.

His long fingers curled around the lace of her panties and ripped them off, with a forceful tug. She didn't say anything only responded by pressing her body closer to his as he pulled her mouth to his in a heated kiss.

Reid didn't wait any longer; he thrusted himself in to her, and Penelope let out a low moan of pleasure. Her body reacted to him, quivering as she raked her fingernails up his bare back. His fingers tangled in to her hair as he trusted harder and deeper in to her.

Penelope rocked her hips with his motions, his thrusting became fast, right on the edge of violent. Her teeth took a bite at him, her mouth attached to his nape; her eyes closing tightly as she felt her entire body erupt in pure pleasure.

His body slumped forward a bit, his weight on her legs, as she took a few ragged deep breaths. She looked down at the mop of blonde hair, the smirk on his face, those blue eyes dancing with pleasure.

He reached up and kissed her, their sweaty bodies sticking to each other.

"Who knew doing laundry could be so fun…" His grin was lopsided as she pushed his shoulder.

He grinned pulling her off of the washer and placing her on her feet. She kissed him again and grinned, "I'm sure you could make anything fun, Mr. Garwin…"

Reid hooked his arm around her naked waist, "Mmm, I think you're right Miss Simon…"

She kissed him roughly once again and pulled on her shorts, she found the panties he had literally torn off of her and smirked holding them up.

"They were keeping me from getting what I wanted," Reid shrugged as he changed the clothes from the washer to the dryer.

"I see," She laughed tossing them in the trash next to them.

"Anything else you need me to do for you, Master?" Reid asked after putting the second load in the dryer as well.

He wrapped his arms around her middle and she pushed away from him, a slow grin formed on her face, "We'll see… but for now you're dismissed,"

Reid gave her a charming grin and leaned down to her, lips barely meeting hers, "And if I'd prefer to stay?"

"That's not an option," She replied with a sly grin.

Reid pursed his lips together and shook his head, "You play a tough game Simon, but I like it…"

"Who said anything about a game?" She questioned winking at him.

Reid grinned before throwing his clothes back on and heading back up to his dorm room. He would definitely wake up at seven in the morning for a ringer in the laundry room. He grinned, oh was he going to enjoy rubbing this in Tyler's face.

Penelope licked her lips and finished up her laundry, she headed back up to her room and was shocked to see Chase lying in her bed, his legs crossed at the ankles, his hands resting behind his head. His eyes were closed, not showing off the amazing color of blue that they were, looking somewhat peaceful.

"Have fun this morning Nelly?" He asked her carefully.

She smirked, "I did," She grinned remembered the feeling of Reid inside of her.

Dirty thoughts crossed her mind and he opened his eyes just as she looked a bit flushed. He stared her down for a second, a hint of what looked like jealousy playing in his eyes.

"Don't be jealous, lover…" She grinned setting her basket down, by the foot of her bed.

She closed the door and let her body fall on top of his, his large hands rested on her hips and she gave him a small little smirk. That naughty little look graced his face; the same look on his face when he was getting ready to talk business.

"You're so close, my dear…" He grinned pushing her hair out of her face. "So close in fact, that I can almost taste it…"

She let herself feel a bit proud at this, the feeling of doing something right for a change. The feeling of making someone proud made her feel good.

"You have to make them question their relationships with one another, can you do that?"

"I think that's already starting to take place…" She grinned.

"Perfect," He grinned running his hands from her waist up her torso; he rubbed his fingers across her nipples, that were protruding just a bit from her white tank top.

Penelope's eyebrow shot up feeling the heat between her legs intensify as he gave her that sexy grin. The one that told her that he was a bad boy, the one that told her he wasn't as 'good' as he was making himself out to be. She pushed the thoughts away from her head as she leaned down, placing her lips over his.

Sexy devils in this chapter, yum... REVIEW... Please... It's like a drug...