#pack animals

*sigh* okay, Janto can be quite cute :3

(gif not mine, from pinterest)

Part two

Spencer watches as your jaw clenches in anger as you sit at your desk in the bullpen. Agent Anderson has decided to come over and ask questions about the case you’ve just got back from, some welcome and some unwelcome. It seemed that he started off friendly enough but as the conversation progressed the annoyance begins writing itself on your face.

Spencer’s fidgeting, he wants nothing more than to go over there, make his presence known but he knows that he can’t, Hotch’s words ringing in his ears about work etiquette that right now he couldn’t give a damn about. Anderson however doesn’t seem to get the message as he places a hand on your arm in what is clearly an act of flirtation that Reid is not going to have, he doesn’t even notice his chair flying out from under him but what he does notice is the anger present on your face.

“Hey, everything okay?” Spencer asks possessively placing a hand on the top of my shoulder, rage simmering slightly when he feels his girl relax and a perfectly manicured hand touching his.

“Everything’s fine, Spencer, this is an adult’s conversation. Why don’t you go back to looking over the statistics—” Anderson attempts to be slick with it, a suave move falling from his lips but that seems to send Spencer’s girl over the edge.

“Everything’s fine because your leaving agent Anderson, I have answered more than enough questions and have been polite enough but all you do is try to take more. Not to mention how incredibly inappropriate it is for someone like you to be calling Dr Reid by his first name, learn some respect and stay in your lane” I state standing up slightly, my figure placed in front of Spencer.

A smug smirk begins gracing Spencer’s lips, he knew this wouldn’t end well for the agent, he knew that he’d get too cocky and as predictable as everything else he knew that his girl wouldn’t stand for it. Y/n has always protected him from everything, and she doesn’t seem like she’s gonna stop any time soon, not that Spencer’s complaining, no he feels safe around her. 

He's never been protected before, never felt safe, but wherever he goes now he feels safe because he has his girlfriend looking out for him. His crazy girlfriend who protects him from everything and everyone, especially when others think it’s a good idea to insult him their writing their own death sentence before they can even finish their sentence. 

Spencer doesn’t like when people get too close to his girlfriend because she’s just as much his as he is hers. It angers him at the disrespect they show to their relationship and although he may not be in charge by many aspects, he knows that he’s got her wrapped around his finger, he knows that whatever he asks for he gets. That being said, sometimes he has to get creative, especially when it comes to men that can’t take the hint, so he taunts them subtly knowing that their ego will make them snap.

“Now listen here—” Anderson attempts to step closer, this gains Morgan’s attention who quickly jumps in, like wolves in a pack Spencer begins grinning.

“I think that’s enough—” Morgan attempts to come between them but y/n just steps closer, and Morgan knows better than challenging the leader, Spencer begins trembling behind his girlfriend.

“No, you listen here, you’re going to turn around and walk back to your desk with your mouth shut otherwise the next thing coming out of it will be your teeth” I snarl, anger coursing through my body so quickly I begin to vibrate, but before I can step closer Spencer grabs my hand clutching it tightly.

As much as Spencer loves the thrill of the arguments, he doesn’t like watching his girlfriend get this distressed, he clings to her arm trying to convince her that he’s not worth it. He mutters words into her back telling her to just leave it alone, he’s gotten the point. Spencer hands not so subtly run across the woman’s back whispering, how much he cares and that he doesn’t want to see her in trouble anything to calm her down.

Spencer knows that he caused all of this, and he would do it again just to watch the heated expression on her face as she grips his hand possessively, her body shielding the other man from Spencer. She acts like an alpha of a pack and he’s the first mate, and he knows that later he’s going to get the best sort of possessive sex that he could imagine but for now he sits and waits for his girlfriend’s prey to leave their territory.

Anderson on the other hand looks at the woman vibrating in anger, the subtle tattoos peaking out from her revealing clothes, too revealing to be professional but no one will tell her no. He watches waiting for someone to tell her off for inappropriate misconduct or something, anything, but he knows that nothing’s going to happen. That much is apparent when he turns to look at her team—

Morgan unmoving by her side getting ready to jump in even though he knows that the woman doesn’t need it. The way that Spen— Dr Reid is clinging to her back whispering words into her ear trying to tell her that he’s not worth it, that he’s pathetic. The way that Hotch has come out of his office, not saying a word but watching the scene carefully or even the other superior Gideon who doesn’t bother leaving his office but looks through the window. The two who should be keeping in line watches the interaction from afar.

He hears a clack of heels and turns his attention towards Greenaway who is walking towards the scene with purpose whilst JJ watches from afar her eyes narrowed. Heck even the seemingly loving and kind Garcia is now in the bullpen stood frowning at him, with a look close to hatred in her eyes.

It's like he’s walked into enemy territory, as if he’s a prey being stalked as the wolves watch toying with their food getting ready to pounce. He adjusts his tie, feeling terrified, too scared to disobey her but too scared to move. When he looks back up its like he’s surrounded and that’s when he jumps into action moving away as the eyes follow him, watching him leave.

His heartbeat beating out of his chest terror coursing through his body, I watch with joy as he squirms away pathetically retreating when a noise, akin to a whine takes my attention away from the man. Spencer, looking up at me with wide eyes as he clings onto me, his pupils are blown as he watches my heated glare.

I wrap my arms around my boyfriend bringing him in close, the man quickly nuzzles his face into my neck but that’s the only movement that occurs in the bullpen as we wait. Wait for Anderson to leave out of sight, to know that it’s safe again, an animalistic thrill surging through each agents’ veins. What was the agent thinking? Didn’t he know that the BAU was a family?

And when the man dares a glance back his eyes meet the woman who caused it all, wrapping her arms around Spencer as he begins muttering things into her ear, he doesn’t know what he’s saying but when a possessive hand comes to drag her manicured fingers through his hair, he hears the warning loud and clear. 

Stay away from her Spencer because although he originally thought that she was the cause of all of this he begins seeing things for what they really are. When he looks close enough he sees the smirk adorning Spencer face as the woman comforts him, Spencer was the real problem but there was nothing he could do to stop him. 

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pack animals (novel: 2008)

Burros, ca. 1890s

Photograph of two burros standing in profile against an adobe wall

Acequia Madre House

Post 11/30

“Jack sensed the gentle touch of a warm hand stroking his neck tenderly. Hot breath against his face. The soft caress of lips, the insistent pressure of an exploratory tongue parting his lips and flicking over his teeth. He’d know that kiss anywhere. He closed his eyes and surrendered to it”

Pack animals really went and just gave us one of the most stunning janto kisses in history