CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX: NOT APPROPRIATE !

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⚠️ smut warning below!

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CASEY WILLOWS HAD NO IDEA WHY HER AND HER FIANCÉ HAD TO STAY FOR THE SEXUAL HARASSMENT SEMINAR AT WORK. One of her coworkers had insisted they had one and here they were, having one.

       "Sexual harassment isn't always a quid pro quo arrangement.
Maybe it's a conversation between two co-workers that makes you feel uncomfortable." Casey already saw where this was going a mile away. "Maybe these co-workers use phrases like... 'baby girl.'" The woman who made the PowerPoint obviously directed this towards the BAU's very own Penelope Garcia and Derek Morgan.

        "Oh, God." Casey muttered under her breath.

        "'Chocolate thunder.'" Both Garcia and Morgan have already exchanged a look. "Or... 'Where's my big black twelve-pack?'" Casey let out a snicker, causing Spencer to also do the same and he covered his mouth to hide his smile. "I so wish I had popcorn right now." Casey whispered.

        "Who blabbed?" Garcia whispered to Morgan.

        "And that creates a what? A hostile work environment." Spencer and Casey look at one another. If anyone had even known what those two do behind closed doors and even with their secret messages exchanged within the office, everyone in the BAU would be totally surprised. Especially since one of the culprits is their very own resident genius, Spencer Reid.

        "So messages like, 'more cushion for the pushing'," Everyone begins to chuckle. "Not appropriate. 'I'll be Coco to your Ice-T.' Not appropriate. 'Flarpy blunderguff.'" Casey furrows her brows as everyone is still laughing. "I don't even know what that means, but not appropriate."

       Garcia stands up and the woman looks right at her. "Ms. Garcia, you really have to stay for this." Garcia holds up her phone, indicating that her boss has messaged her. "I'm sorry, but I got-- I--I have to--I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry."

       Obviously embarrassed, Garcia walks away and the woman looks again and says: "Not appropriate." Casey understood why this meeting was being had but if this was really just centered around Morgan and Garcia, why couldn't this woman have just pulled them aside and tell them to cool down a bit? There was no reason for this meeting.

       Casey raises her hand up. "Yes, Agent Willows?" The woman asks. "Quick question: why are we here? This is a sexual harassment seminar. I'm sure we all know the rights and wrongs of this stuff, of course but we shouldn't have to call this meeting just because Bob from payroll doesn't get the joke." The woman was caught off-guard by the Willows' wit. She was flabbergasted by the tone of the woman and realizing she was correct. "W... Well, y-yes, if you're-if you're looking it at that way... then..."

       "So, there was just no point to this meeting then?" Casey questioned, obvious bored. "I-w-I... I, um..." Casey scrunches yo her nose and chuckles to herself. "That's what I thought." She looks around. "You can all go back to work, now, considering our time has been wasted."

       Casey had left her co-worker in utter confusion and also left her fiancé incredibly turned on.

       The woman then turns over to Spencer and whispers: "I gotta talk to you for a second." She pulls him away by his hand and leads him towards a door next to the coffee stand.

       "You know that door that we've been looking at? Wondering what it is and if it's... spacious?" Casey questioned and Spencer didn't know where she was going with this, but furrowed his brows and nodded: "Yes?"

        Casey opens the door to the room she was talking about and it turned out to be an old office room one of their retired coworkers had. "Well, it's a small portable desk room and the kicker... is that it's soundproof." The girl smirked and Spencer looked at his fiancée and already figured out what she was hinting at.

        Although he thought about it, Spencer shook his head. "No, no. You remember the last time that happened? That's how everyone found out we were in a relationship. Everyone still remembers, Morgan made a joke about it the other day." Spencer stated.

      "Oh, come on!" Casey pouted. "We haven't done anything since we had the baby. We have to find someway to keep the romance alive since we can't do it in our own home."

      This was true. Since Spencer and Casey had a baby, they hadn't had time to themselves — romantically or socially. It was now starting to drive Casey crazy. They hadn't had sex in over a month. And though Casey could live without it — sex with Spencer was an adventure worth taking over and over again.

      "Well, we did stuff the other night—"

      "Humping doesn't count!" Casey harshly whispered. "Please... just this one time... we'll see how it is and if we want to continue, we can continue but if you wanna stop at any point, we will." Spencer looked at Casey's pleading eyes and immediately thought about it. Though he could live without sex — sex with Casey was the reason he loved having an eidetic memory.

       He thought about it and then came to a conclusion. "Okay. It's not such a bad idea."

       The two entered the room and Spencer made to specifically lock the door behind him. Casey bit her lip eagerly and put her arms around her fiancé and Spencer's hand remained on Casey's hips and he smiled down at the woman. "Alone at last." Casey giggled.

       Spencer couldn't hold back any longer and smashed his lips against Casey's soft ones. Spencer cupped his lover's face while his lips trailed over to the side of her neck. Casey began to tug at his hair and lifted her head upwards so Reid could continue kissing her neck and went back to her lips almost instantly.

      Spencer and Casey took a moment to breathe from the making-out portion of their sequence. They gazed into each other's eyes until Casey jumped up and wrapped her legs around Spencer's waist. He carried her over towards the empty desk in the old office and sat her down there.

       The two continued kissing and Casey and Spencer struggled to get Casey's pants off and fortunately figured it out as they slowed. Spencer then knelt down in front of Casey, placing her legs on both sides of his shoulders and clung onto the elastic bands on her hips, peeling off her underwear and darting in on her with his tongue.

        Casey began to moan loudly and tugged at her fiancé's hair. "Just like that, baby," She praised. "Just like that." Spencer moaned against his fiancée. Casey felt the vibrations as his tongue traveled around inside her.

        To say that the two were needy and desperate for one another was definitely an understatement.

       Spencer felt Casey clench and it took all of Casey to hold back from tightening her thighs around his head. "I-I'm... I'm c-close..." Casey stated and she had suddenly bucked her hips towards Spencer's face, moaning loudly.

       Spencer pulls away, Casey's juices all over his face, to which he quickly wipes off. "Did I do good?" He asks, looking up at Casey.

      Casey smirks, looking down at Spencer and touching his face. "Of course you did," She pulls him up and whispers in his ear. "Pretty boy." Spencer blushes furiously and he immediately reaches for his belt, fumbling to get his pants off.

       Spencer directs his member towards Casey's entrance, causing them both to moan in ecstasy. Spencer begins to move forward and Casey leans forward to plant sloppy kisses on Spencer's lips. He moans in her mouth, causing her to smirk against his lips. "Needy, are we?" Casey says, causing Spencer to laugh a bit. "Shut up."

      "W-We could get... caught, you know." Spencer manages to get out. "Even better." Casey whispers in Spencer's ear, causing goosebumps to appear on his skin and he shudders against the woman's skin.

      Spencer begins to go faster, leaving Casey a moaning mess. Casey begins to pull him closer to her and tugs at his hair with her left hand all the while digging her nails into Spencer back with right hand. She would've preferred if his shirt was off but she'd already scratched his back too much already. People would think they had a cat in the home.

       "I'm... I'm—"
       "I know, me too..."

      Both Spencer and Casey climax in each other's arms and Spencer nearly falls forward and almost knocks both of them off the desk, which causes Casey to start laughing. "Sorry." Spencer breathes out, beginning to chuckle himself.

     As soon as they finish, they quickly jump up to a loud banging on the door. "Spencer Reid and Casey Willows, you two better not be doing what I think you're doing in there!" JJ's voice was heard on the other side.

     "What are they doing in there?" Blake questioned. "Trust me, you don't wanna know." Morgan chimed in. "Last time I checked, this was a place of work." Vivian told.

      "Oh, God." Casey sighed, getting her pants off the ground and Spencer putting his back on. "How'd they find us?" Spencer calls towards the door. "Just... give us a second. We're coming."

      "You're what?" Morgan asks, causing Casey to hear someone hit him across the chest. She could only assume it was either JJ or Vivian or maybe both.

      "Funny." Casey stated with no emotion. "I mean, you were a second ago." Spencer mumbled under his breath but it was loud enough for Casey to hear and so she hit him across his chest next.

       "Well, hurry, Hotch and Garcia want us at the conference room in two minutes." JJ told. "Also, not appropriate!"
        "Get away from the door, please!" Casey shouts.

        With that, she gives a look to Morgan and chuckles to herself in disbelief as she walks away from the door.

       "This is the second time this has happened?" JJ reminds Morgan and Blake, since they were there the first time this incident happened. "Hey, at least they locked the door this time." Morgan comments.

       "What?" Vivian questioned.
       "You don't wanna know." Blake says. "Garcia still has trauma from that." Morgan adds.

      
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         After debriefing over the case at hand and Penelope going with the team towards San Quentin. Casey and Spencer found themselves occupied with other things and hoped the team would just forget what they heard. But this was the BAU team — they didn't forget things.

        Spencer had earned a couple of smirks from Morgan and stern looks from Rossi and Hotch. Casey was then bombarded over at the coffee machine by JJ, Blake and Vivian. "So... it's been a while since you two shared a secret love affair in the office." JJ joked and Casey rolls her eyes in playful annoyance... mostly just annoyance.

"Thank God you locked the door this time." Blake nods. "Can we all drop it please?" Casey practically begs. She looks over as JJ and the rest of her coworkers have given her a look. They all knew what Casey was going through. Having a baby and keeping romance alive was hard enough. Ultimately, Casey gave into her venting. "Okay, we haven't... done things in a really long time. Forgive me if the only place I can do it is in the comfort of the place I've called home for years."

"Having a baby can certainly take the romance out of everything." Vivian stated.
"Ditto." JJ nods.
"Word." Casey adds.

Casey grabs her cup of coffee and lifts it to her lips as she thinks to herself. "But that office, though." She nods in thought.
"Definitely a good place."

"Gross." JJ shakes her head.
Casey shrugs, "I'm just saying." She sips a bit of her coffee and then holds two fingers up with her other hand. "TMI, Willows." Vivian scrunches her face up. "Hey, you guys egged it on." Casey told.

After that, they'd taken their spots to debrief over the case. "Well, looking at the history of Star Chamber, they love riddles.
So this message, 'They died in vein,' spelled V-E-I-N, that's not just a homonym mistake, it a clue." Blake stated.

"Yeah. That's their game-- 'we know something you don't.' They're fiercely libertarian and anti-secrecy, which goes hand-in-hand with conspiracy theorizing. As far as they're concerned, the whole Sam Russell thing is a cover-up." Garcia explained. Since this case involved hackers and stuff only Garcia could get through, she came along with the case. Also to mention she came for personal reasons and past reasons.

"Why did close in on Russell as a suspect?" Rossi questions. "He was arrested repeatedly for solicitation. All streetwalkers, all drug addicts. His victims match that type." Morgan explained. "Well, you said he didn't fit the profile.!It sounds like he fit it perfectly." JJ told.

"There was an issue with MO," Hotch told. "Four of the prostitutes were stabbed and four were strangled, and the unsub alternated between kills."

"It sounds like two unsubs." Casey mentioned. "That was our profile until Russell confessed to everything, including names and details. As far as we could tell, it was just him." Spencer explained.

"Yeah, but we can't that that for granted," Hotch told. "Dave, Blake, and Reid, go over the old files. We need to re-interview everyone associated with the old case. Vivian, Morgan and Garcia, dig into Star Chamber. We don't want to validate them, but we need to know what they know. And JJ, Willows and I will go to San Quentin." Casey nods towards the groups she's in. "Got it, boss."

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After an eventful case and Garcia digging up past demons to find their unsub, the team had been in their way back home on the jet. Casey had been resting in one of the seats, staring outside to the clouds they were on. She then noticed someone sitting in front of her and her eyes veered over to her boss, Hotch.

       The man looked at Casey and he had a look written on his face and Casey groaned once she realized what it meant and closed her eyes in embarrassment. "Oh, you heard about it, too, didn't you?" She pinched the bridge of her nose, eyes avoiding her boss.

      "I'm not saying a thing." Hotch held his arms up in defense. There was silence for a moment before Casey gave in. "Well, say something 'cause this is kinda awkward!"

      Hotch looks at the girl and starts: "I'll say this: Jack is having a sleepover at a friend's house next weekend and if you need someone to watch Christopher, I'd be happy to do it." He offers and Casey looks at Hotch carefully, hoping not to fall victim to a trap. She soon realized he was being sincere.

      "Oh, I couldn't ask you to do that, Hotch. I mean, you already got your hands full with Jack and focusing on him." Hotch shook his head. "I'm willing to," He stated. "Besides, it's been a while since I've looked after a baby and to be honest, I miss those days when Jack was little."

     Casey knew that baby Christopher was a handful so before she agreed, she asked one more time: "You're absolutely sure?"
     "Yes." Hotch nodded.

      Casey shrugged: "Okay. I'm cool with it... but..." She looks towards a sleeping Spencer. She didn't wanna wake him now, he looked peaceful. "I'll check with him when he wakes up."

      There was another silence for a moment. And Casey continued looking outside.

      "I'll say one thing..."
      "Oh, God."
      "Please be more discreet in the future. Maybe hold back from... being adventurous in the office for a while. I mean, we just had a seminar."
      "I promise... that was the last time. Ever. It won't happen again."
      "Okay."

      Casey was totally lying out of her ass.

idc idc Y'ALL DESERVED SMUT AFTER A LONG TIME🫶
anywayssssss i was literally laughing the entire time writing out this scene, i had to listen to lana del ray to get in the mood and it literally worked😭😭😭😭😭😭

anywayssssss
thank you all for reading this monstrosity😁
i hope y'all liked it

my spring break is coming to an end and idk how to feel about it cuz senior year is becoming too real😕

i ain't gonna be sad abt it yet tho
only a month and a half😁
-mya </3333

p.s. can't tell if i wanna be casey or wanna be with casey