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CW: sexual content ━━

ㅤ𝐆𝐖𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐔𝐏𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐎 𝐖𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐔𝐏.

After having sex with Spencer for the first time, she found herself sleeping soundly, tucked into his chest with her back facing him. His breath that fanned on the back of her shoulders was enough to lull her into a deep sleep...that and the fact that his cock was still buried in her. She supposes that that was the best way to fall asleep.

And when morning came, she slowly stirred awake, only to feel him moving in and out of her.

She moaned, clenching around him when she realized she was about to come. She lifted herself up slightly to turn and face him, to greet him a good morning, when she realized he was still asleep. He was fucking her in his sleep, most likely fucking her in his dream too. Her head fell back against her pillow as she pushed her hips back, meeting his thrusts with her own as she chased her orgasm. She bit her lip, silencing her moans, not wanting to wake him up earlier than necessary.

But she couldn't stop herself from letting out a high-pitched moan when he hit her spot just right.

That was enough to stir him awake.

Spencer stilled his actions as he opened his eyes. The way his cock was rock-hard and the fact that she was clenching around him, it didn't take him long to figure out what was happening. He turned a bright red.

"Oh...oh my God, I am so sorry--"

"Spencer Reid, if you stop, I swear to God--"

Spencer felt his words get stuck in his throat when she purposefully squeezed her walls around him, milking him. He stiffened slightly, realizing how close he was to his orgasm. "Fuck."

He immediately did as she asked, thrusting into her. Now awake, there was more of a pattern, a rhythm to his thrusts. And he was more aware of their position, so to hit her deeper, he lifted up her leg and hooked it on the crook of his elbow. The new angle made Gwen uncontrollably shake as she neared her release, still thrusting back into him.

"Spencer," she moaned. The way she said his name made him groan into her ear.

"Say it again."

"Spencer," she moaned even louder, chasing her high. His thrusts began to get sloppier as he neared his, and he couldn't stop himself from placing his fingers on her clit, rubbing it fervently. She instantly came, clenching around him, her legs shaking as he continued to play with her clit, riding out her orgasm. "Shit...fuck."

Soon after, Spencer stilled, spilling into her.

Only then did he actually pull out of her, letting her shift so she can lie down on her back. He continued to face her as they both tried to catch their breath.

"Good morning," Gwen greeted breathlessly, her chest rising and falling. By how the sun was still barely lighting up the room through her curtains, she can tell it was only a little after sunrise.

Spencer chuckled, reaching forward to knead her breast. It was unexpected for the both of them, but it was welcome nonetheless, as Gwen looked at him amusedly. "Good morning to you too."

Gwen smiled at him before sitting up to look at him properly, letting the covers fall off her, his hand still on her breast. She placed her hand on top of his as she leaned down to kiss him properly, not hesitating to slip her tongue in.

He moaned into her mouth, rolling her nipple between his fingers before squeezing her breast a little. The way she kissed him, expertly toying with his tongue, and the way her hand found its way to his cock and teased it made him hard again. He stiffened, grunting when she used a finger to trail up the underside of his length. She didn't take a second, pulling the covers away from him and straddling his hips.

"I love you. I really, really love you," Spencer professed, pulling away to admire her form on top of him, hands falling to her hips as she grinded on his cock. The soft glow of the sunrise was seeping through her curtains, casting over her and making her look like some sort of goddess that came from heaven just to be with him. At that thought, he moaned, digging her fingers into her flesh as her folds stroked him, dare he say, lovingly. "I can't believe you're mine."

Gwen smiled down at him, her eyes showing nothing but love and lust as she grinded herself down on him, her hips rolling seductively. "I can't believe you're mine either. I love you, Spencer."

She leaned down to lick his lips, watching as his eyes darkened. She smirked a little, stopping her ministrations just so she can lift her hips up and slide him into her aching heat. They moaned in unison.

"Fuck," she cursed, the feeling of him filling her up completely nearly made her eyes roll to the back of her head. Never had she been with someone that somehow fit just right. She slowly began to ride him, hands moving to his chest as she used him to build momentum. The hands gripping her hips tightened as she began to ride him faster, with him groaning in pleasure.

She moaned out his name, repeating it like some sort of prayer. She swears that if there really was a god out there, she'd thank him from giving her Spencer Reid.

Spencer practically growled before pulling her close to his chest as he planted his feet firmly onto the bed so he can drill into her. Gwen cried, one hand moving up to her headboard, serving as some sort of reminder that she was not, in fact, ascending into heaven.

She tried to match his thrust, both of them moaning at the added friction of her actions. "Fuck, Spencer, I'm cumming!"

"Me too, baby, me too."

She whined at the pet name, her face contorting in pleasure as she came, strings of profanity escaping her lips. And from below her, Spencer was looking up at her completely blissed-out face, watching with an open mouth as she convulsed in pleasure right on top of him as he chased his own release. He grabbed handfuls of her ass, kneading the supple flesh as he thrusted up into her, before shuddering as he came.

His hands trailed up and down her spine as she pushed her hair away so she can kiss him deeply.

He continued to pump his seed into her before he finally relaxed, his legs losing all their tension as he came down from his high, hands finally moving up to cup her face as he kissed back with equal passion, pouring his heart and soul into the action.

She moaned a little before pulling away, feeling his cock softening inside her. "Is this gonna be a regular thing now?"

"I hope so," he breathlessly chuckled, hands moving down to her hips again, his thumb rubbing circles onto the skin. "I-I...I've admittedly never been with someone quite as...experienced...as you."

Gwen chuckled a little. "Then I'm willing to teach you...everything I know." She clenched her walls around him again, causing him to moan. "You like that, don't you?"

"Who wouldn't?" He groaned a little. He didn't even want to pull out, wishing he can stay wrapped around her love forever. "I am nothing special, of this I am sure. I am a common man with common thoughts and I've led a common life. There are no monuments dedicated to me and my name will soon be forgotten, but I've loved another with all my heart and soul, and to me, this has always been enough."

Gwen smiled at him, realizing what he was saying. But her being her, said, "I can't believe you're quoting Nicholas Sparks while you're balls-deep inside me."

Spencer's body shook with laughter, rolling the both of them over so that Gwen was below him, relishing in her squeal of laughter as he pinned her down to the bed. "That is why I love you." And he kissed her again, carefully wrapping her legs around his waist. He pulled away, still leaning over her, looking deep into her eyes, looking for anything that can suggest that she regretted anything with him, but found none.

All he can see staring back at him were warm eyes filled with love.

She giggled. "Thanks. But just so you know..." She trailed a finger up his chest, "I'm not letting you go," she squeezed around him again, "any time soon."

The two came out of her room just in time for breakfast with the others. After showering together, they were both dressed similarly: gray hoodie and checkered pajama pants. Gwen was cradling Ladon and Medusa, the former wrapped around her neck and the other on her upper arm, all while Bakunawa slithered after them.

Ever since Severus' horrific death, she's been mother-henning her remaining snakes. Luckily, none of them seemed to protest with her over-protectiveness, all three of them actually reciprocating, as at least one of them was near her or in a room with her at all times. They only time they left her alone, stayed outside her bedroom door, was last night and this morning.

With a yawn, she greeted the others with a tired wave, not noticing their mischievous smiled until it was too late.

"So," Alina grinned. "How was your night, you two? Was it fun?"

Spencer tilted his head a little, still processing her words, before his eyes widened comically. "I-I..." he stuttered, turning a beet red at the implication.

Tony shrugged, sharing a smirk with Penelope while chewing his pancakes. "Well, judging by all the noises, I'd say it was very fun."

"What?!" Spencer's head snapped up, embarrassment coursing through him. He turned to face Gwen, who was calmly sipping on her morning cup of coffee, leaning against the kitchen counter. "Were we that loud?!"

Everyone in the room—sans the two lovers—burst into laughter.

Gwen only shook her head at him, walking closer to pat him on the back pitifully. "The walls are soundproofed, honey."

"I..." Spencer back to the others, eyes narrowing into slits as he gave each of them the best glare he could muster. "I hate all of you, so much."

This only caused the adults to laugh harder, while the kids paid no mind as they busily ate their breakfast.

Derek shrugged even as his entire body shook with laughter. "We just really wanted to know if you guys actually did it! Didn't think you'd break so easily, Reid."

Gwen shook her head disapprovingly before clearing her throat, gaining each of their attentions. "Yes, yes, poke fun of Spencer and I. However, one more peep and I reveal who slept with who last night. And don't think I'm bluffing." Her eyes shifted to a glowing amber—the first time she ever used her abilities since the incident—as she threatened them.

Everyone immediately silenced.

But Emily hesitantly raised her hand, and only spoke when Gwen acknowledged her. Emily cleared her throat. "Uhh, how would you know?"

"Let's just say snakes have very...particular abilities that people don't have, including hearing vibrations on the ground," Gwen smiled, raising her eyebrows at the black-haired woman. "My children were all outside my room all throughout last night and this morning. They know, and through them, I can tell you that--"

"Nope, nope," Emily cut her off, arms raising in defense. "I get it."

Gwen gave her a small smirk before turning back to face Spencer, who was sporting a rather lovesick expression on his face as he looked at her, moving to wrap his arm around her waist. She winked at him, turning to the others with a smile.

"A good morning to you all," she greeted.

The adults resumed their meal, while Viktor handed Gwen and Spencer a plate of pancakes each. The two teams were once again in the conference room, as it can accommodate them all easily. Gwen found herself sitting down on JJ's left, while Spencer sat across from her, still gazing at her lovingly.

Regular conversations returned, and Mila found herself explaining her real connection to Gwen to the BAU team.

"Yes, I am Gwen's handler, but I'm also her adoptive mother," she explained, Rossi's eyes widening at the revelation. "When we first met, she was still underage. And she's an enhanced individual. The only way we could protect her from HYDRA and make sure she's safe was by integrating her into SHIELD, and America. So I legally adopted her."

Rossi nodded slowly, and as he sat right beside her, he easily leaned down and whispered, "So, if I turn you into Mrs Rossi number four, Gwen becomes my daughter?"

He got a slap on the chest as a response.

Gwen looked at them in amusement, shoving a spoonful of pancake coated with maple syrup into her mouth. JJ looked at her amused, the blonde getting reminded so much of her younger self in Gwen. And as Gwen was the youngest on the BAU team, she couldn't help herself from considering her a younger sister, just like most of the team.

JJ tilted her head a little before asking, "Hey, Gwen?"

"Hm?" Gwen looked up at her, mouth still stuffed with pancakes and cheeks puffed out like a chipmunk. One glance at Spencer and JJ could see how much he adores the younger girl.

The blonde held back her smile at the two as she continued. "When, uh, you first came into the team, and we ended up having the case with the kids in Ashburn."

"Yeah, what about it?" Gwen frowned, confused.

"Well, even now, I still don't get why you insist on calling Jennifer, and not JJ like the rest."

"Oh, that," Gwen smiled a little, placing her utensils back onto the plate. With the entire table filled with many different conversations at once, no one was paying any attention to the little moment she and JJ were sharing. "Jennifer is the Cornish form of Gwenhyfar, also known as..."

"Guinevere," JJ realized. "That...friend you were talking about...it was you?"

"Yes," she nodded. "At that point, I was still known to all of you as Finley, and um...I don't know, your name reminded me of myself." She sighed. "Every time I accept an undercover mission, I lose a part of myself; I become someone I'm not. Most of the time, someone very, very different from who I truly am and it's damaging. And even though being Finn has been the closest I've ever gotten to being Gwen...it's still not who I am. But your name, saying your name out loud...It- it gave me hope."

JJ smiled at her softly, nodding in understanding. "I get it. And...you're the only one that gets to call me that."

Gwen giggled. "Thanks, Jen."

"You're welcome, Gwen."

author's note: i love yall so much lmfao the comments on the last chapter got me  d e c e a s e d

also, fun fact, gwen and alina were actually born on the same year (no specific year as i created my own timeline and am too lazy to fix cm and mcu into it) and they're three years younger than spencer. 

gwen's a scorpio and alina's a taurus :>