hiiii this is based off this request and i like it a lot it's v dirty and it just kind of ended abruptly so sry ab that i completely ran out of juice for this one but it's nice i like it:) also ill do a part two if y'all want but only if you guys request it since it just ends suddenly
tw: swearing, daddy kink, blowjob, hair pulling, gagging, all the nasty stuff that cums w blowing someone;)
spencer doesnt dislike much.
he's just not fond of a few things; germs, surprises, and his birthday.
germs are an obvious one, he's got too much knowledge about the danger of bacteria to not be a germaphobe.
he hates not knowing about things, hence the dislike of surprises. he always knows when someone is planning a surprise for him, and it always bothers him when they won't tell him what it's about. or worse, when they lie about it. it worsens the trust issues he already has.
and he hates his birthday. he doesn't like a day all about him, it makes him feel vulnerable and susceptible to all kinds of conversations he's not ready to have yet. it involves people disrespecting his boundaries and going in for hugs, cheap frosting and dry cake. basically just sadness and a reminder that yes he has survived another year, and no he's not married yet.
when spencer and you first started going out, it was around the time of his birthday. you'd only been dating for four months prior to then, and you knew him so well already from being his workplace friend, that you didn't do anything huge and surprise filled for his birthday.
you instead told all the members of your guy's team to write him a little card or letter instead of doing gifts. you told them you'd be going out with him so there was no need for there to be a big celebration filled with loud music and drinks that spencer barely touched. you couldn't convince rossi to not slip him a $500 check, but you tried your hardest, and that's what spencer thinks matters.
spencer and you spent the night together, watching all of his favorite movies and giggling as he listened to you read pride and prejudice to him in silly posh voices. it was his best birthday to date.
now approaching your second birthday of his together, you had something different in mind.
you still told everyone to not go overboard with presents and such, but you wanted to do something a little more fun this time.
fun in a different way than watching movies and eating enough ice cream to kill a small child.
spencer and you were enjoying the saturday that his birthday fell on this year. you had gone to breakfast at a small cafe bookstore at the edge of town, and then you lied around all day, catching up on the sleep you missed from the case you'd been on this week. as night approached and neither of you were tired from being dormant all day, your plan set into motion.
"okay birthday boy" you began as you sat up from your place on his chest. "i know you always say no gifts unless it's christmas or it's books, but i have a little something for you that i think you'll like." you smiled.
spencer looked uneasy. "what are you gonna kill ne or something? you know i hate surprises."
"of course i know that dummy, i would never surprise you with anything, i'm not a terrible girlfriend." you joked.
spencer rolled his eyes, "what is it then?"
"okay okay wait one second." you hopped off your bed and ran into the bathroom where you'd strategically hidden the white lacy lingere you'd bought for tonight.
you slipped on the bustier and thong along with the garter that fit snugly around your thighs. you kept your hair and makeup the same. spencer honestly didn't care if you were in something fancy or naked, he just loved you. so he would be shocked to say the least when he sees you now.
you walked out of the bathroom slightly less confident than you'd gone in, feeling silly under the eyes of the doctor.
but all the insecurities melted away once you saw how dark his eyes were and how he gulped a bit as you neared him.
"what's all this love?" you could feel the switch of the energy in the room. spencer was already getting turned on and you hadn't spoken a word yet.
"well, for your not-surprise, i thought i'd give you the best present ever, me doing whatever you want, to you." you stated simply, very proud of yourself.
spencer was teetering between melting at the adorable way you explained yourself and ripping you apart because you looked so fucking hot right now
"oh my, well i'm just a lucky guy tonight arent i? prettiest baby in the whole world right in front of me letting me control her" he reached out and placed his hands around your waist, pulling you into him so he could kiss you possessively.
you smiled into the kiss, glad that he obviously enjoyed your "gift" considering the way you could feel him growing through his sweats.
"so what'll it be mister?" you asked, sitting back on your heels and looking at him lovingly.
"well" he contemplated, not taking his hands off of you while thinking. "for my birthday, i think i want your mouth on me, since i can have anything." he said cockily.
"mhm, anything" you repeated as you sank to the floor beside your bed on to your knees.
you pulled his sweatpants with you, he wasn't wearing underwear, a situation that had you blushing all day long.
"hard for you already princess" he praised, you almost purred at the sight and sound of him.
your clenched your fists at your sides to keep them from traveling to him. the need to touch him overpowering your senses. but he wanted your mouth- not your hands. that's what he asked for and it was his birthday.
you licked a long warm stripe from the base and swirled your tongue around his tip, not taking your eyes off him the entire time. he kept his focus on you, but his face twisted in a way that could only be described as euphoric.
"shit - s'good baby, love your pretty mouth." he shuddered through groans. admittedly it had been awhile since you'd given your boyfriend head, you mostly just had sex and teased him.
but right now? he was almost overwhelmed by how heavenly you felt around his cock. almost.
"can - can you go all the way down darling?" he asked in a way that sounded more like a demand than a question.
oof- that was gonna be hard. no pun intended. spencer was big, and not just in a long way but thick too. it was difficult to go halfway down and you struggled to fit 3/4 of him in you without gagging. you'd try for him though, it was his birthday after all.
"but you're too big daddy," you whined and puffed your swollen bottom lip out
spencer grabbed your face in one of his large hands and forced your gaze up to him.
"i know m'big, sweet pea, that's not what i asked you though hm?" he chastised you with dark eyes.
so you went a bit deeper, curling your toes underneath the fuzzy socks you characteristically hadn't changed out of. wetness pooled between your legs at the feeling of him. you gagged after stuffing another inch down your throat and the first tear of many made it's way down your face. you had some mascara on from your breakfast outing you'd never taken off, now running down your face.
"look at me- look at me bub-" spencer paused to groan at the sight of your teary eyes and the feeling of your throat muscles contracting around his dick.
"fuck-" he gasped. "so- s'pretty like this" he praised again as he reached to clean the drool leaking from your mouth.
your breathing stuttered and you pulled off to catch your breath once before resuming. a thick strand of spit connecting you to him as you breathed deeply through your nose.
"so fucking hot," he growled, grabbing your chin roughly in his hands and pulling you toward him to kiss you.
"you're drooling over daddy's cock, huh?" he stated cockily.
"mhm" you mewled as you looked up at your pretty fucked out doctor, leaning down for his dick again but this time focusing on the tip.
you gave it little kitten licks and then sucked roughly so that he jolted and yanked your hair back aggressively.
"such a bad girl - just want your hair pulled don't you?"
"m'not a bad girl daddy don't say that" you pouted grumpily. spencer smirked at how cute and how incredibly wrong you are.
"you're right baby - you're my bad girl"
you couldn't argue with that.
you resumed your rhythm of going slow and deep - ruining what was left of your makeup in the process. the saliva and runny black mascara and your occasional moans around him drove spencer over the edge. he was spilling down your throat in no time.
"oh fuck- " he's always been a noisy one when orgasming. "- my little cockslut huh? love sucking me off?" he moaned filthily.
spencer fell back onto the bed, panting while staring up at the ceiling. he beckoned you to lay beside him. you crawled up to snuggle into him, resting your head on his chest.
"you know you have to cum at least twice now?" he leaned his head to the side and kissed your forehead.
"mmm nope because it's your birthday." you hummed.
"nu uh" he shook his head, rolling over so he was smushed into your tits.
"so pretty" he murmured, tracing his fingers over the white lace of your bra and panties, fingers catching in the garter. you tangled your hands in his scalp as he praised you.
"i know what i want you to do." he said suddenly.
"hm? what's that mister?" you inquired.
it was gonna be a long night.
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