The weeks after Spencer and I made up seemed so much brighter. I felt happier and lighter than I had all summer and it felt good. Considering how reluctant Penelope had been when I first pursued Spencer, she was overjoyed when we got back together. However, it was Spencer this time who got the warning not to hurt me if he didn't want to be murdered in what was sure to be a very unpleasant way.
We spent that whole weekend together, with me leaving briefly on Sunday to teach my one class that day, but after that we were back to our normal routines. Spencer was flying off around the country saving the day which limited our time together and, despite Spencer's fact that you can't catch a cold from simply being cold, I did come down with a nasty bug shortly after we reconnected so the time we had together was mostly filled with him doting on me as I whined on my couch, feeling sorry for myself.
As Spencer and his team were away for a case in Portand for a few days though, I made a full recovery with just enough time to plan his birthday party for when they all came back.
"Why won't you tell me where we're going?" He whined as he buttoned up his shirt while I commandeered his bedroom mirror to do my make up.
"Because it's fun this way," I teased, looking at his reflection in the mirror. "It's supposed to be a surprise."
"Are we going to Lupo Verde?"
His question caused my jaw to drop before my lips pressed into a pout.
"How'd you know?" I glared at him. "There's no way you profiled that one out of me."
He chuckled and shook his head.
"I mentioned a few days ago that I was craving Italian food and I know you know Lupo is my favourite," He explained. "I also caught Morgan looking at the menu the other day which would lead me to believe that you invited the entire team as well."
A scowl crossed my face as he hit the nail on the head.
"That's it," I sulked. "I'm cancelling the whole evening. You're too smart for your own good."
Spencer chuckled again before walking over and wrapping his arms around my waist, resting his head on my shoulder as I put the finishing touches on my lipstick.
"It will still be fun even though I figured it out," He insisted. "Plus you look too nice for us not to go."
"Alright," I sighed. "We can still go, but next time just humour me and pretend my plan was too clever for you to figure out, okay?"
Spencer nodded and kissed my cheek before stepping back slightly so I could grab my purse before we headed out to meet the gang.
"Surprise!" The entire team from the BAU shouted as we walked over to the table. Spencer feigned shock and awe, but I just rolled my eyes.
"He figured it out," I pouted again. "Apparently someone was looking at the menu on their phone earlier."
I gave Derek a very pointed look as he held his hands up in defense.
"I didn't think he'd make the connection," Derek defended himself. "I look at restaurant menus all the time and it doesn't mean I'm going there to surprise Reid."
His point was valid and I couldn't really argue so I settled for sticking out my tongue as Spencer pulled out my chair.
"Awwe," Penelope cooed. "Such a gentleman. I'm so glad you two love muffins are back to normal."
"Me too," I smiled as Spencer's cheeks grew pink from the attention.
We quickly told the waitress our drink orders as she brought over everyone else's before Penelope continued.
"Seriously though, who would've thought that boy genius would be such a good boyfriend?" She smiled at us. "I'm jealous."
JJ and Emily nodded as Spencer shifted in his seat uncomfortably. I reached over to grab his hand reassuringly.
"Well all you ladies had your shot before I even met him so don't go trying to steal him now."
"Actually, you two were together by the time I started," Emily smirked. "So technically I didn't have a chance at all."
Everyone laughed at her joke, Spencer more nervously than the rest of us and Hotch patted his shoulder.
"Alright guys, that's enough," He told his team. "Let's not make the birthday boy too uncomfortable on his special day."
"It's true though," Penelope insisted. "I'm not trying to steal your man, Mickey Mouse, but it's hard finding good men these days. They're all losers or taken."
"Or gay," JJ piped up.
"Well maybe you ladies just need to lower your standards," Derek teased. "If you expect the impossible then no one will ever measure up."
"Oooh, I disagree," I argued. "Never lower your standards. It might take you longer to find someone, but I've learned from experience that it's better to be alone than with some asshole who thinks he's god's gift to women with nothing, but air where his brain should be. Besides, if you're wasting your time with someone who doesn't meet your standards, the person who you're meant to be with might pass you by."
Spencer squeezed my hand as I spoke while Emily raised a glass.
"Very well put," She smiled. "Cheers to that!"
We all clinked our glasses together before the conversation was changed.
The evening passed quickly as it always did when we were out with the team. It had been months since I'd seen everyone as I avoided going to the BAU while things were tense with Spencer and I. Penelope was my friend, but I was aware there was a boundary. It was his place of work and I wasn't going to barge in every day and make him uncomfortable especially when things could go very badly for many people if he wasn't focused.
So it was nice to have us all back together as a group even if Giddeon's presence was missing. He didn't usually come out for wild team party nights, but he did come if it was just a dinner especially if it was someone's birthday. I could tell that Spencer felt his absence. The rest of us made it a good night for him though and had a great time celebrating him especially when we got to serenade him with Happy Birthday as the waitress brought over a complimentary cake. He was bright red the entire time, but I could tell he loved having us all around him even if we embarrassed him.
Neither of us had more than one glass of wine at dinner so it was nice that when we got back to Spencer's place we weren't feeling drowsy despite it being quite late.
"I don't want to get up for work in the morning," Spencer groaned flopping on his bed.
I giggled and grabbed the present I'd left on his dresser before joining him.
"I can't help you with that," I told him. "But hopefully this will cheer you up a bit."
"You really didn't have to get me anything," He repeated what he'd said when I'd appeared with it earlier that evening. "But thank you very much."
He stretched over to kiss me before pulling the tissue paper out of the bag. His hand dipped in again, this time coming up with a framed picture of the two of us that Penelope had taken the night we'd all gone out before he was kidnapped. The frame was plain silver on the sides and the bottom, but the top side was made up of the symbol of a chemical molecule.
"It's Oxytocin," I explained as Spencer stared at it in silence for a moment. "It's the chemical re-"
"Released by the pituitary gland, responsible for bonding in humans."
Spencer's interruption hadn't quiet covered what I was about to say so taking a deep breath, I continued.
"And for love."
"What?"
Spencer's head spun to face me so fast that I wouldn't have been surprised if he gave himself whiplash. The shock on his face made me a bit more nervous than I had been, but I
stayed strong.
"I love you, Spencer," I confessed, not waiting for him to respond before I continued. "I don't want you to think I'm naive or being silly because I know that even though we've known each other for a year, we weren't speaking for six months of that and I know that we've only just reconnected, but I honestly can't think of any other way to describe how I feel for you. Every time I'm around you, my heart just feels so full and when we were apart I felt like I was in a daze all the time. I didn't feel right, I didn't feel whole. You've slipped into my life so perfectly and even if you don't feel the same, I just needed to say it. I love you."
"No one's ever said that to me before," He mumbled, almost as if he was talking to himself more than to me.
"Then the world is full of people who don't know what they're missing," I smiled softly, moving so I was sat behind him and could wrap my arms around his shoulders. "You're the whole package. Smart, caring, thoughtful, loyal, funny and, of course, incredibly handsome. What's not to love?"
He stayed quiet for another moment, staring down at the picture in his lap and I started to wonder if I'd done the wrong thing by confessing my love. I didn't mind if he didn't say it back, but I didn't want it to ruin what we had by him overthinking it.
"I love you too," He finally breathed out so quietly that I almost didn't hear it.
"You don't have to say it back if you don't mean it."
My words were meant to be reassuring, but Spencer stiffened and his head shot up.
"I do mean it," He insisted. "Of course I love you. You're the best thing that's happened to me in years. I'm just shocked that you would feel the same especially after what I said you to."
"Forgive and forget," I assured him. "You've brought more light into my life than a few harsh words could erase."
"I don't deserve you," Spencer mumbled, turning his head slightly to press his lips against mine.
It was a gentle kiss at first, but the emotion of what we'd just shared soon came through and it turned more passionate and filled with want. It had been months since either of us had sex, but I was determined to make this encounter special. I wanted to take my time, savour every moment and every touch.
Breaking away from Spencer, our breathing heavy, I moved backwards across his bed to make space for him to join me. Sensing my intentions, he placed his gift on his nightstand and slowly unbuttoned his shirt. I watched, enthralled as if it was my own private strip show before pulling him towards me as soon as crawled back onto the bed, his shirt discarded.
"Someone's eager," He chuckled as he landed on top of me, forced to catch himself as I'd flopped backwards, my arms around his neck.
"Not tonight," I shook my head causing his brow to furrow with confusion. As I realized how my words could be taken, I corrected myself. "I'm not eager tonight. I want you close to me, but I want to enjoy this, take our time. I've missed you."
"I missed you too," Spencer murmured against my neck, his breath making goosebumps appear before he slowly kissed them away.
My hands roamed on his bare back, revelling in the feel of his skin under my hands and the feel of his lips as they traced kisses down the neckline of my somewhat low cut dress.
As he sucked particularly forcefully on a spot right in the middle, I couldn't help, but wonder why I'd worn anything at all as it was now just getting in the way.
"Mmm," I moaned, tugging his hair slightly to pull his head back. "Take it off, Spencer."
"Your dress?" He clarified, his voice low and his pupils blown.
I nodded, my breath catching as he slid his hands under my dress and stretched his neck up to reconnect our lips. His hands settled on my hips, stroking lightly just at the top of my panties and I felt the heat pool between my legs as the anticipation started to build. A soft moan fell from my lips as Spencer smiled against them.
Continuing to slid his hands upwards, he dragged my dress with them until we parted our lips to pull it over my head. I hadn't been wearing a bra so my breasts were now free and Spencer let out a groan of his own as he looked down between us.
"You're so beautiful," He told me, his hand reaching back to gently cup my chest.
I went to answer, but all that came out was a moan as he carefully pinched my nipple between his fingers. He smiled at the sound before pressing his lips back to mine. His hand continued it's exploration of my breasts and just like the first time, I felt like a work of art. He pinched and pulled, rubbed and stroked, learning every little thing that made me squirm and learning just how hard to squeeze before pleasure turned into pain. By the time he moved his hand lower, I was writhing beneath him.
"Spencer," I gasped. "Take your pants off, please."
"Hmm, we'll get to that," Spencer informed as he moved lower, his eyes fixated between my legs. "But for now I think that these need to get out of our way."
My brain was too clouded for me to argue so I simply lifted my hips so he could slide my panties down my legs. Once they'd been tossed aside, he settled on his stomach, his face inches away from my most intimate area.
"You're so wet," He mumbled, his breath causing me to press my hips up towards him.
"S'all because of you," I reminded him, looking down to see him grinning up at me.
Waiting until I was just about to beg, Spencer finally moved forward to place a gentle kiss on the sensitive bundle of nerves that was begging for his attention. I tossed my head back against the pillow as my hands went to his hair. He continued licking and sucking until I could feel the pressure building slowly. Sensing I was getting close, Spencer pulled back just slightly before slowly licking all the way from the bottom of my center to the top. I gasped, feeling my legs tremble slightly as Spencer chuckled at my reaction.
"You taste amazing."
He purposely enunciated his words to make sure I felt his breath against me again and I was almost ready to wrap my legs around him to force him to continue.
"Feels so good, Spencer," I practically whimpered. "Please, keep going."
He swallowed hard at my pleading before nodding slightly and reattaching his lips to me. His profiling skills seemed to come into play as he found the perfect level of pressure to apply without being too hard on the sensitive nub and within minutes, my fingers tightened in his hair as I thrust my hips up and my legs twitched around his head.
As I came down moments later, my breathing was heavy and my heart was racing.
"Wow," I breathed out as Spencer slowly slid back up my body licking his lips. "You are seriously good at that."
His cheeks twinged pink at my compliment, the confident tease that had been between my legs a minute ago apparently gone.
"Really?" He asked, seeming genuinely interested. "Books about anatomy and romance novels can be a handy guide when you have an eidetic memory, but I wasn't sure how theory would work out in practice."
My brow furrowed in confusion until I realized what he was saying and my jaw dropped slightly.
"That was your first time doing that?" His blush deepened as he nodded. "Well if I wasn't impressed before I sure as hell am now. You're a natural."
"Thanks," He smiled before pressing his lips to mine again.
I could taste myself on his lips and felt another tingle between my legs. I also felt something very hard, pressing against me through the confines of some far too tight pants. I
reluctantly parted our lips again, pressing kisses along his jaw until I reached his ear.
"Will you take those pants off now?" I purred. "I'm dying to feel you inside me again."
Spencer groaned and nodded, moving his body just far enough away from mine that he could unbuckle his belt and wiggle out of his pants. The sight of his hard bulge bursting free and popping up against his stomach drew another moan from my mouth. It looked just as nice as I remembered and I couldn't resist reaching out to take it in my hand. Spencer's eyes drooped shut as I slowly stroke him from base to tip, savouring the feel of his hardness and pulsing veins. I continued my movements for a few moments, until Spencer grabbed my wrist.
"Stop," He choked out. "I won't last if you keep that up."
I nodded, too aroused and full of anticipation to speak. Letting my hand fall back to the bed, Spencer crawled back on top of me, lining himself up carefully before slowly sinking inside me. Both of us moaned at the sensation as he settled as deep as he could.
"You feel so good," I whispered, playing with the hairs at the nape of his neck. "Go slow, okay? I want to feel you."
I felt Spencer nod from where his face was buried in my neck before he slowly began moving his thrust was long and deliberate, catching the sensitive spots inside me and outside as well every time his hips met mine. He ghosted barely there kisses on my neck as the hand that wasn't supporting him reached up to once again fondle my chest. I gasped and arched my back up against him before lifting my legs and wrapping them around his waist, pulling him even closer to me. I couldn't tell where he ended and I began, I'd never felt this appreciated, this close or this loved by anyone I'd ever had sex with before and the intense intimacy I was feeling made the heat inside me grow even faster.
Pulling Spencer's hair gently as he slid into me once again, I moved his head from my neck.
"I wanna look at you," I breathed out, contradicting myself slightly as my eyes fluttered shut for a moment as he ground his hips against me.
Spencer smiled and rested his forehead against mine as he moved his hips again, his pace slightly faster as I'm sure he could tell from my deep breathing and rapid heart rate that my second release was building fast. I could tell he was getting closer as well due to the strain and sudden tightness I could feel in the muscles in his back.
It felt vulnerable and exposing holding eye contact with our faces so close together, but it felt right, it felt perfect. His pace increased again causing a whimper to fall from my lips as my hands gripped his back for dear life. I was right on the edge and with one final thrust I felt myself falling over as I pressed my chest up against him, my legs pressing him to me so tightly that he barely had enough space for the last few thrusts he needed before he pressed as far into me as he could and stilled, his body shivering and twitching like my own.
He stayed on top of me for a moment to catch his breath before, much to my disappointment, he rolled off and laid next to me. Not done being close to him, I wiggled over to lay my head on his chest. He wrapped his arm around me and placed a kiss on the top of my head.
"I love you, Mikayla," He sighed into my hair causing a smile to burst onto my face.
It felt strange hearing someone say those words to me when for so long I'd thought I would never get the chance to experience such a thing, but it made my heart soar.
"I love you too, Spencer," I told him, placing a kiss on his sweaty chest.
"You, uh, weren't exactly right though," He informed me causing me to roll back just slightly so I was leaning on my arm to look at him. Seeing the confusion on my face, he elaborated. "Oxytocin isn't really responsible for love. If you bond socially with anyone, whether that's cuddling or sex and even if it's a stranger, it will still be released. It's more like a fake sensation of love than actually making you love someone."
He smirked as my jaw dropped and I playfully smacked his chest.
"You ruined it!" I scolded him. "I was being so clever and romantic and you have to spoil it with all your technicalities!"
"I didn't spoil it," He chucked. "I'm just clarifying for you so you have the right information."
"Well sometimes you should keep that information to yourself," I sulked. "I was proud of myself for coming up with that one."
"Awwe," Spencer cooed, stretching his neck to place a kiss on my pouting lips. "You should be proud, it was a very sweet gesture even if it was factually incorrect."
I rolled my eyes at his backwards compliment and put my head back on his chest.
"You ruined it," I mumbled again, only half teasing him. "None of that romantic, passionate sex even counts anymore."
"Oh no, we can't have that," Spencer smiled, his hand moving down to squeeze my bottom. "We'll just have to do it again then."
I giggled against his skin and reached behind me to swat his hand away.
"Maybe in the morning if you're lucky," I teased. "But you need to get some sleep, I don't really want you explaining to Hotch why you're so tired in the morning."
His chest moved as he chuckled, but he simply placed another kiss on my hair before mumbling a goodnight leaving us both to drift into a very well earned sleep.
Note: Thanks as always for all the love :) I have quite a bit of time off at the end of this week to make up for my insane schedule the last little while so cross your fingers that I can be productive and keep your eyes peeled for new chapters!
Also, if it's hard to understand what I was trying to describe for the picture frame, let me know and I'll try to draw it or something haha
