From the IKYDU prompt.  Set 1:  Cinnamon-fire

There were kisses. Long, slow, tongue-filled kisses that lasted all day. Spencer Reid was holding on for dear life. Being held tightly by the man he loved so much and being kissed senseless was starting to make his day. In an effort to breathe, he broke the kiss. He inhaled deeply and moaned.

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