Chapter 14

The loud shrill of their alarms woke Nina and Spencer from their comfortable slumber.

Nina's head was pounding from the tequila, her move to get out of bed was halted by a pair of arms trapping her in place. Looking down she watched as Spencer buried his head in her chest with a low grumble. Her naked chest.

It was as if every action and words spoken last night came flooding back into her mind.
Her ears felt very hot all of a sudden. Embarrassment and fear racked through her body, would Spencer think differently of her now?
Would things change for the worst between them?
Would he ever speak to her again?

All these questions made her heart beat faster, tears pricked her eyes. If this changed things between Spencer and herself she'd never forgive herself.

"Nina?" Spencer asks, looking up at her. Seeing her unshed tears in her eyes he panicked.
Does she hate him?
Did she regret what they did?
Did he misread her actions this past month and did she not like him like he thought she did?

He was pulled out of his panicking by the sound of Nina's broken voice.

"Do you hate me now?" She chokes back a sob.

What? She thought he hated her?

Scrambled to sit up on the bed. "No, God no." He cups her face gently, brushing away the tears that fell, "Nina, look at me." He tells her, her eyes move to his, she looked so vulnerable it breaks his heart. " I could never, ever, hate you. If anything you should-" he clears his throat trying to stop the lump from forming "you should hate me."

"Huh?" Was Nina's articulate answer, "why on Earth would I hate you?" She furrows her brows at him.

Spencer feels shame creep into his chest. "Well, you were drunk and I practically took advantage of you, Nina I'm so sorry, please forgiv-" Spencer's tangent was cut of by soft lips pressing against his hastily.

"Spencer Reid, I know for a fact you remember every word I said last night so don't you dare."
Nina scolds him, a smile back on her face.

Spencer blushes as he remembers her exact words from when he asked her if she was drunk. 
Nina thought that was the cutest thing she'd ever seen. Running her finger tips along the pink tinge of his cheeks she smiles.

"I guess we're both idiots, huh?" She says.

"Well, technically I'm a genius." Spencer grins at her, which earned him a gentle shove.

"Shutup" she scoffs playfully, "could we, maybe talk about it?" She asks him nervously twiddling her thumbs.
She didn't want to just be sleeping with Spencer, she wanted more but she needed to know where he stood,If this was just a one time thing for him. 

Spencer couldn't help it, now that he knew he could he leaned in to kiss her, she tilts her head towards him eagerly, forgetting any worries she was having, Spencer had that affect on her.

Two hard knocks on the door make them spring apart.

"Wheels up in 30 guys." Hotch's voice came through the door.

Both parties sprung out of bed, frantically trying to find clothes and put them on before grabbing their go bags and heading out the door.

"Wait," Spencer says just before Nina steps out.
Digging through his go-bag he pulls out a purple scarf and wraps it around her neck.
Noting the confused look she gives him, he smiles. Leaning in and brushing the tip of his nose against hers he whispers, "wouldn't want the team to see that hickey on your pretty neck now, would we?" He grabs her hand and walks out of their room, pulling the blushing mess of a girl behind him.

Everyone was in the motel lobby chatting away.
Nina went up to the desk and began sorting out payments only half listening to the teams conversation.

"Did you guys hear that couple last night?" Emily asks, "Man, they were going at it, need me some of that." The team laughs.

Nina and Spencer freeze. Shit  were they really that loud?

"Well, I bet it was that newlywed couple that checked in Last night." JJ pipes up.

Most of the team nod in agreement, moving on to a different topic of conversation.

Rossi comes up next to Nina as she finishes the last of the payments.
"Is there any reason in particular you're wearing our Resident Genius's scarf?" He asks her with a knowing look on his face.

Shock filled Nina, "No?" She squeaked.

"No?"Rossi echos, "cause I've been profiling for fifty years, Bella Donna, and I know those newlywed weren't the ones making all that noise."  He grins at her as she lets out a pitiful squeak of despair.

"Don't worry, your secrets safe with me." He pats her back. Making her relax.
She certainly didn't want the team knowing about her and Spencer before she even knew what they were.
...

Once everyone and everything was aboard the jet,Nina got into her usual seat next to Spencer, who immediately put his hand on her thigh.

She smiled at the action.

Pulling out her notebook she scribbles down quickly Can we talk about it once we're home?

She inhaled nervously before sliding it to Spencer.

It takes Spencer a split second to read the note. He gulped nervously, was she going to tell him that this was a mistake and that they should forget about it? Because he wasn't sure he'd be able to forget about it.

He quickly reminded himself of what Nina said last night and this morning, pushing the insecurity away he responds.

Yes, my place?

She looks at him and nods with a nervous smile on her face.

Suddenly he snatched her notebook back and scribbled

Also, when were you gonna tell me you have tattoos? 

Nina giggles at this, she had two tattoos; a simple outline drawing of the moon and sun for Ethan and Hope on her sternum and a line from her favourite poem across her upper left thigh.

She smiles and quickly writes down the line, knowing Spencer remembers what was written

I contain multitudes -W.w

She watches a small dust of pink coat his cheek as he reads it obviously remembering where on her body these words are situated, he looks at her but she quickly takes her notebook back and hides her grin.

Turning back to his own book Spencer hides his own grin.
...

The first few minutes of the metro ride back to Spencers apartment was awkward. It was the first time he'd ever felt uncomfortable around Nina since he'd known her.   She always made him feel like being the way he is isn't weird, that was rare for Spencer, who always felt like an outsider wherever he went.

Feeling soft fingers wrap around his pulls him out of his thoughts, he smiles and gives her hand a squeeze. Nina's nervous expression fades a little. They were still okay, they were still Nina and Spencer.  Reaching their stop they walk out of the station feeling the cool night air.

"Tell me something I don't know." Nina  breaks the silence, her eyes locking with his. 

"Herrings communicate through flatulence" He tells her the first fact that pops into his head.

Nina snorts, "you're not serious?" she asks him

"OH, so you think I'd make up a fact? Miss Charleston you offend me." Spencer puts his hand on his heart and pretends to be hurt.

"Sorry if I'm a little bit hesitant to believe that some fish talk through farts." She laughs and scrunched her nose at the thought , "besides, I'm pretty sure you could tell me anything and I'd believe you." she looks at him with a small smile on her face.  She could never get tired of looking at Spencer Reid.

"Well, I solemnly vow to never feed you a false fact." He tells her returning the smile.

They had reached Spencers apartment by now and Nina felt her nerves return. He unlocks the door and lets her in.She takes a deep breath. 'now or never' she thinks to herself. 'No matter what his answer is, know you're worth more than just meaningless sex and whatever you do don't. cry.' after her little inner pep talk she swallows the lump forming in her throat.

"Do you like me?" She asks at the same time Spencer says "Coffee?"  well this was off to a great start.

A look of shock crosses his face and his eyes snap to hers. "Huh?" was his intelligent answer.

"I said," Nina clears her throat, this was harder than she thought it would be, "Do you like me? As in romantically or is this just sex for you? because I don't think I can be just some girl you sleep with from time-to-time,Spen. I really like you and if-" Her rant was cut off by Spencer's warm lips attacking hers.

She immediately kisses him back, hands finding their way into his hair quickly as he cradles her face. Tongues massaging each other, taking her bottom lip between his teeth Spencer bites down gently drawing a soft moan from Nina.  

Pulling away breathing heavily he manages to say "Do you want to go on a date tomorrow?" brushing her hair off her forehead, "With me?"

It was Nina's turn to capture his lips with hers, pressing herself flush against him as their lips move in sync. "Yeah-yeah I'd like that a lot." she mumbles against his lips. Feeling Spencer smile against her lips she feels like her heart is about to burst out of her chest.

Detaching his lips from hers Spencer smiles at her, "So, about that coffee?" he asks her.

"Okay, but I'm making it." Nina rushes off into the kitchen, Spencer watched her walk away his eyes trailing up and down her figure, damn. Walking up behind her and wrapping his arms around her waist. Nina felt him pull her flush against him, moving her hair Spencer leans down and gives a small open-mouth kisses on her neck.A soft sigh leaves Nina's mouth at the contact.

"You know, intercourse releases dopamine and serotonin which often causes people to feel more clear-headed and awake after." He says continuing his assault. Turning to him Nina grins, "Is that so,Dr.Reid?" Nina asks as she slowly starts to loosen his tie.He grins at her "Are you propositioning me Miss.Charleston?" he replies, hands trailing down from her waist to her hips.

Biting her lip and looking up at him she bats her eyelashes,"I think I am,Sir"  she says in a sultry voice. Within a second Spencer's lips were back on hers and the coffee was very much forgotten.

Pushing her up against the counter he pulls away lust clouding his feature as his eyes rake up her body.
"Jump." he says in his raspy voice that Nina loves.

Obeying him she situates herself on his kitchen counter and pulls him by the collar of his shirt in-between her open legs.Gently he runs his tongue over her bottom lip, coaxing them to open for him. She tries to hold out and tease him a bit but his large hand squeezes her inner thigh and she gasps, allowing him access. His hands drag their way up her skirt as he slowly takes the outline of her lace thong, she silently pats herself on the back for not wearing her ugly underwear.

All coherent thought left her mind when Spencer pushes the soaking fabric aside and enters two of his long, slender fingers into her entrance, thrusting them in and out at a tantalisingly slow speed.His thumb finds her clit and he roughly massages it causing a loud whine to leave Nina's lips.

Using his other hand to pull her shirt off and unclasp her bra with surprising skill, he moves his mouth away from hers and down the valley of her breasts. He softly bites on her nipple moaning against it. The vibration went straight to Nina's core, causing her to gasp and he continues to thrust his fingers into her at a faster speed. "Let me hear you, Baby." Spencer groans into her chest as he felt her clench around his fingers, knowing she was close he speeds up his thumbs actions on her clit.  Her body was shaking as her orgasm takes over. "Spencer, oh" her mouth forms a perfect little 'o' shape as Spencer continues to finger fuck her through her orgasm.

Pulling out his dripping fingers he pops them in his mouth and sucks them clean. 'Man, that was hot' Nina thinks. Desperately reaching for his belt she unbuckles it she pushes his slacks down to the floor.  She slowly palms him through his boxers, Spencer moans at the contact.

Grabbing her wrist he pins it to the counter, "No teasing, baby." he says as he bites and sucks on her collar bone, "I need to be inside you." Pulling Her ruined panties to her ankles. He pulls her in for one more searing kiss before lining himself up with her entrance and pushing himself in.

Drawing a moan from both of them, he slowly pulls half-way out before snapping his hips.Driving into Nina with such force that it rattles the cabinet she's holding onto for support. A mewl rips itself from her throat as he fucks her into the counter.
"That's right, be a good girl and let everyone know how having my cock inside you makes you feel." he growls, picking up his pace "I.Want.Them.To.Hear.You." he says his hips snapping into her with every word.

"Fuck Spen, oh God, please-Please." She calls out.She was so close, feeling the pressure build. She wanted- no needed a release.

His thumb roughly circles her clit, "You want to cum,Princess?" he rasps out, feeling himself moving closer to the edge.

"Yes-yes please. P-please let me cum, Daddy." she manages to choke out.Spencers eyes snap to hers, faltering "Say it again." he demands speeding up his thumbs movements.

Fuck calling him that and watching him actually like it sent her over the edge. Her legs lock him against her as she shakes furiously, "Daddy," she manages to gasp out to his request. 

It was all to much, her cumming around him, walls clenching and the way she'd gasped out the title. Spencer felt himself let go inside her, watching a mix of their juices leak out.

Catching her breathe Nina leans her forehead against his chest, listening to his erratic heartbeat start to slow down.

"So, do you feel clear-headed?" She mumbles into his chest with a smile.

His body shakes with silent laughter, "Come on Baby," he gently kisses the crown of her head, "Lets clean up."

Bracing himself his picks he up of the counter and moves them to the bathroom. Placing  her on the closed toilet seat he turns on the shower, letting it heat up.

"So,"  he turns to her, "daddy?" he asks.

Nina could feel her burning as soon as the question left his lips. She hides her face in her hands, "Oh my god, Spencer!" she exclaims in embarrassment. Of course she had kinks, everyone did, but she'd never exposed one so early into being with someone. Hearing Spencer laugh she moves her hands to playfully glare at him.

"You liked it." she shoots back at him.

He tilts her head up and plants a soft kiss on her lips. "Yeah." he says pulling her into the shower, the warm water soothing their aching muscles. "I did." he says

"Is there anything else you like?" Nina asks him, lathering up the loofa with the soap and starting to scrub circles on Spencers chest. he blushes at the bluntness of her question, which insinuated that this would happen again.

"Ummm." Spencer trails off, what if she thought his kinks were weird.

Nina notices his discomfort and frowns. "Okay, how about this, we write a list of things we like or would like to try and we show each other tomorrow-after our date." she offers

"That sounds good." Spencer agrees, glad he could have time to compile his list. Smiling at her mention of their date.

"Thanks baby." He kisses her cheek as they let the soap suds wash off of them.

He still couldn't believe that all this wasn't a dream. The fact that Nina likes him is a concept Spencer still has to wrap his head around.

The rest of the afternoon was spent cuddling on Spencers couch watching the earlier seasons of  Dr.Who, which Spencer insisted on after he found out Nina had only started watching from the 6th season onwards.

Nina reluctantly left around 6pm after a call from her Aunt telling her that she had been called in to cover a shift meaning Nina needed to help with Hope and Ethan.

As much as Nina wanted to invite Spencer over she knew that they would be seeing each other tomorrow and she didn't want to overstep.

Walking into her home she quickly gets to work on dinner for the kids. Calling out a quick 'hey' as  her Aunt walks downstairs to rush out the door she abruptly stops in her tracks giving Nina a devilish grin.

"What?" Nina asks, suddenly feeling scrutinised under her aunts gaze.

"No Aunt Jean, Spencer and I are just friends and co-workers." Jean mimics her niece.
"Friends and co-workers my ASS. That's a hickey." she points to the spot on Nina's neck where Spencer had paid particular attention to the night before.

Nina quickly moves to cover it with her hand. "Don't you have a shift?" She groans at her aunt.

"I do but this conversation isn't over Nina!" Jean calls out as she scurries out the door.

letting out a breathe Nina feels herself relax. "Nina?" She hears Ethan call from the kitchen table where he was doing his homework.

"Yeah, bud?" She replies, stirring the pasta sauce.

"What's a hickey?" Fuck

(A/N Please if you have any suggestions, criticisms or ideas for this book please let me know. I will do my best to give my readers what they want. :3 Thank you all so much for your support. Vote & Comment to let me know if you liked the chapters. ALSO WHAT DO YOU THINK SPENCER AND NINAS KINKS ARE??)

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