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Cheek Kisses with Spencer Reid

Types of Kisses with Spencer Reid [1/40]

Gif if is by @fightingdragonswithwho

Prompts are from this list

A/N: The first in a series of little spencer kiss drabbles I'm going to do, enjoy.

Content/Warnings: cheek kisses, fluff, spencer x gen!neutral reader

Word count: 204

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this would be the first place he would kiss you. It would be a peck at first, when you were friends. a lingering of his lips against your skin when you were more but not quite together yet. an array of little kisses when you were lovers.

this is one of the most precious, soft and caring kisses spencer gives you, and the small action is always filled with love and appreciation for you.

I think spencer also loves receiving cheek kisses. he would probably see them as the ultimate token of gratitude. his heart would absolutely overfill with joy whenever you said thank you and then leaned in to give him a soft and warm peck.

aside from that, spencer would so enjoy how comfortable you are with the casual displays of affection you portray towards him. he'd love the familiarity and domesticity of it all.

also, if you wear lipstick, he would adore the lipstick stains that your kisses leave behind. he would enjoy the casual ownership and knowing that it was you who left them there. it would make him feel all soft and mushy inside, knowing that he belonged to you, and he would enjoy the physical imprint of your touch.

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because yeah i think it would be helpful if there was a comprehensive list of those, so

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fighting/intense

someone is injured

protective

reluctant allies

shedding a tear

secret relationship--getting caught and confronted

enemies to lovers

corruption arc

sentence starters

forbidden love

101 ways to break the characters (and readers) heart

broken trust

hit em where it hurts

for the damaged

short angst sentence starters

soft angst sentence starters

high pain tolerance

dark and angsty sentence starters

from the villain

SMUT / NSFW. having horny thoughts? endulge.

action prompts

subtle intimacy

sexual tension

kissing starters

smut dialogue prompts

sfw friends with benefits

types of kisses

soft dirty talk sentence starters

consent is sexy

spicy actions

subtle smut sentence starters

nonverbal sexual situations

bdsm and dom/sub prompts

build the tension

love and leashes

FLUFF. for when your heart needs healing.

simple actions.

forehead touches.

things done while spooning

things done while dancing

oblivious idiots in love

idiots in love

dancing prompts

dialogue prompts

simple touches

casual affections

soft and sweet sentence starters

types of hugs

comforting

domestic intimacy

comforting actions

soft touches

BITTERSWEET. for those who like to hurt and then soothed.

reassuring your lover

reassuring your lover pt. 2

sacred moments

hurt/comfort prompts.

hero x villain prompts

lovers in denial

comforting a lover after a nightmare

grumpy x sunshine

enemies with benefits

noticing trauma

all about the yearning

found family

nightmares and sleeping

reassuring

reunion after (physical) trauma

possessive/territorial

for the heavy hearted

enemies to lovers

hero x villain sentence starters

dissociation starters

intervention

i know i said i wasn’t writing anymore but i’m just gna do little blurbs like this whenever i’m bored of uni :)

prompt: what the hell are we doing in this closet? why did you drag me in here? why are you so close? why do i want you to be closer? 

heading down the corridor towards penelope’s bat cave you were more than a little surprised to find spencer lingering outside her door, his body situated so he could see through the small gap. the closer you got the louder the voices inside became, one most definitely that of your most favourite technical analyst and the other questionably belonging to kevin lynch. your brows rose, an amused smirk curling your lips at spencer’s so obvious snooping.

“what’re you up to, reid?” he jumped at the sound of your voice, looking very much like a deer caught in the headlights as he blinked those innocent eyes at you. he straightened up just slightly, brushed his hands down his trousers and gave a little shrug.

“nothing.”

“are you spying on penelope?”

“what? no! i was just-“ he shook his head with a deep frown, waving his hand in a desperate gesture for you to lower your voice as he stepped away from the door and closer to you.

“spying.”

“i’m not-will you be quiet?” it was hard not to grin, the flush rising up spencer’s cheeks making him all the more adorable and pulling at the deepest parts of you. he tucked a loose strand of hair behind his ear, gaze darting to the slightly ajar door. the inside had gone quiet, suspiciously so and as quickly as spencer’s cheeks had turned pink they drained of all colour.

“ooo, dr reid i think you’ve been caught.” despite your words you had lowered your tone to a whisper although maybe a little too late but before penelope could catch you, spencer had his hand on your waist. he pushed you back, his free hand reaching behind you and before you could fully register what was happening he was shoving you into the dark storage closet just opposite penelope’s office.

your back hit a metal shelf, cold through the light material of your blouse and you yelped. “spencer, what the-“ the rest of your curse was muffled by his hand, large as it covered your mouth, warm and slightly calloused against the skin of your lips.

“shush.” his words hardly mattered, you were stunned into silence anyway by the press of his body against yours and the feel of his hand against your skin. he was so close you could smell his cologne, something woodsy and warm, and could feel his breath tickle over your forehead when he let out a deep sigh. he kept one hand firm on your waist, his print burning into your skin and you wondered momentarily if you’d find some sort of permanent mark when you looked later that evening.

despite there being no light, spencer was close enough that you could make out every feature on his face, could see the flicker of interest in his honey eyes when he let them roam your own face. there was a deeper flush to his cheeks now, one that you were sure was due to the way he’d manhandled you into this position, an act that was so not spencer you knew he was flustered about it. stubble was starting to dust his jaw and upper lip, just light enough to only be noticeable this close up and you were startled by your sudden curiosity in what it would feel like against the sensitive skin of your neck.

it was no secret that spencer was pretty, that you found him stupidly attractive but this was the first time in your years of friendship that you’d ever found yourself thinking about more. about the feel of his hands on your bare skin, the heat of his chest against yours, whether his lips would taste like the coffee he’d had on his desk or the mint gum you’d seen in his pocket. the gap between you was almost nonexistent but you found yourself wanting to make it smaller, a sudden urge clawing at your insides to find out whether spencer reid was a good kisser.

lowering your gaze from his lips you let your attention linger on the small scar on the edge of his chin, a wound long since healed that you often wondered how he’d gotten it. without thinking you lifted your hand, brushed your thumb over the spot and watched spencer shiver, his body pressing in closer to yours, his head dipping just slightly. the corridor outside was silent, somewhere in your mind you knew penelope and kevin had disappeared back inside the bat cave, you think you heard the click of her lock but the man who’s fingers had subtly shifted beneath the material of your shirt had control of your full attention.

his other hand was still over your mouth and after blinking rapidly he finally pulled it away, the blush returning to his cheeks. his eyes darted from your own down to your lips and back, falling just a little lower to the slightly exposed skin of your boobs before flitting back to your face. his fingers hovered over your cheek, knuckles grazing softly beneath your eye before his thumb brushed feather light over your bottom lip.

spencer held your gaze, his tongue darting out to wet his lips and you weren’t sure when he’d gotten this close, the heat of his mouth only an inch from yours as he let his hand slip around the back of your neck. you hadn’t realised you’d been holding your breath, not until it came out in a short gasp when spencer tilted your head back, his thumb on your jaw to guide you. your mind had gone blank, your body pliant against his and there was a brief feeling of embarrassment over how desperate you were for him to press his lips over yours. hidden away in a storage closet wasn’t exactly the most romantic place for a first kiss but spencer was looking at you in a way no one ever had.

his mouth brushed softly over yours, pressed a little heavier over the corner of your lips and you swallowed down a needy whine, tipped yourself further into his touch but spencer made no move to kiss you properly yet. he swallowed thickly, his usual spencer awkwardness starting to return as he blinked through the fog in his head.

“can-“ he cleared his throat, pulled back a little so he could meet your eyes, needing to be sure of your answer. he was blushing again and you were sure this was the most you’d seen him flustered before. “can i kiss you?” his words were hesitant as if he hadn’t already wound you so tightly around his little finger.

aw this makes me sad but in a good way. also i only did spencer's because i feel like they vary by person, hope that's okay

When he knows he loves you

"What do you mean you've never had frozen yogurt!?" You ask Spencer in total shock.

You've been playing what's become a regular back-and-forth game of confessions on those increasingly frequent occasions when you can't sleep. The BAU, or more specifically, the east-west time zone difference, wreaks havoc with your sleep schedules. Tonight, the sleepover is at his place.

Spencer's not complaining. Not being able to sleep isn't as bad when he has someone to talk to and doesn't have to stare at the walls and think about the case.

"Never." He laughs a little at your shocked reaction. "The germs on the little spoons put me off."

SPENCER + hands