Spencer Reid X Reader Fluff Novels & Stories

spencer: everyone sends me weird messages. [mr.spencer: I spent an hour trying to find your face and reach the bottom where I left you, but I couldn't.] [mr.spencer: I had to look for sybil and let him do it for me.] [mr.spencer: he told me that i’m stupid before accepting my phone. he just click the box on the upper corner and found you] [mr.spencer: why are you not replying?] (You missed a call from mr.spencer)

he told me- pointing a finger to a chair across him. I look at Zayn and saw him staring at whatever. “Don't worry, Mrs. Rosaline can handle it” he added, and I reluctantly dragged a chair backward and sit down. “I'm Reid, and you?” He introduced. “My name is Flora,” I replied, and he shot me a sweet smile. I must confess Reid is one cute guy as well but not compared to Zayn, though. “Wow. You are as pretty as the Flora flower itself,” he complimented and my cheeks flamed.

“Come on. You must be starving.” My heart thrummed in my chest, my legs suddenly aware of my weight. I shifted uncomfortably on my feet, palms slick with sweat. Something about Reid—sitting in the middle of my small apartment, bare-chested on the floorboard, the pale morning light streaking across his skin and catching the silver tips of his dark hair—was hauntingly attractive. It was the kind of image I knew would haunt me for days, if not months. And yet, it still felt wrong.

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Maya spoke, in an attempted to steer the conversation to some sort of professional level. Reid sighed, slightly agitated that Maya kept fighting whatever unspoken attraction they both knew they had. "Your head is always in a book. I figured that once you started reading this one you wouldn't stop." "You don't know me." Maya spoke suddenly. "Oh trust me baby girl, I do." Reid looked at the pile of papers on his desk and started marking them. "Stop it!" "Stop what? I have work." He said amused, a fiery excitement glowing as his eyes became bright.

Spencer was the most sexual creature on the planet. Before she could think, his hands were tangled in her thick curls. “God, I love your hair,” he said. He captured her lips in a burning, just as feverish as their first. A battle of lips and tongues overtook as his hands tangled in her hair. She usually hated it when people touched her hair, but Spencer had the green light to touch every inch of her. Too soon, his mouth left hers, going down her body. Sucking, licking, biting every bare inch of skin he could get to.

8. "Okay," Elion said. "Here's one from User BookWorm99. Five stars." "Read it." "This book destroyed me," Elion read. "I cried for three days. My mom asked if I was okay. Cale is the most tragic, beautiful character I've ever read. I want a Cale. Where do I find a Cale? Does A****n sell him?" Cale blinked. He looked genuinely confused. "She wants a Cale?" Cale asked.

he said. With that, I sat down on the chair adjacent to him and looked at how he flipped open the book he was holding. As he was flipping the pages, he licked his forefinger to wet it before he flipped the next page. I didn’t know why but the way he licked it made me swallow. I couldn’t deny the fact that Spencer is attractive. He is handsome, has a lean body, thinner than Caled but he’s taller. His green eyes were showing the one who will look at him how sexy he was, maybe the reason why he attracted too many girls in highschool back then. He was the total playboy who fucks every pretty girl in our school. “Are you listening?” he asked.

“Reid…” “What?” he asked, shrugging. “You’re stronger than anyone I know. Thought you might like a collection of poems with a pretty woman on the cover.” Raees swallowed the lump in her throat, forcing a playful grin. “Wow. Reid Flanagan, secretly a softie.” He smirked. “Don’t tell anyone. It’ll ruin my reputation.” “Too late,” she teased, hugging the book to her chest. “You’re officially exposed. But, wait. Pretty woman? She’s pretty? Who’s prettier between me and her?” She holds up the book to the side of her face for easy comparison.

“Why don’t you get on the bed and find out? Since you’re so curious about gay sex, I can fuck you. Maybe you’d like it.” Spencer’s face twisted with rage. “Don’t you dare project your disgusting sickness onto me, faggot.” He shoved me with both hands, hard. I flew backward, crashing into the boards with a loud bang. Pain shot through my shoulder. “What the fuck? Get your hands off him!” Reed’s roar cut through the arena like thunder. Before I could even process it, he was there — grabbing Spencer by the jersey and slamming him against the glass. His fist flew, landing heavy punches across Spencer’s face.