untitled smutty drabble
Pairing: Morgan/Reid
Rating: FRAO
Word Count: ~370
Kinks: light bondage, some powerplay aspects
A/N: based on photo manip a friend of mine did
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Derek knew he’d wanted something like this for a long time, but he didn’t realize just how erotic it would be to have Spencer standing over him, fully dressed in a suit, while he was on his knees, only wearing an old pair of jeans with his hands tied behind his back. Spencer tenderly stroked his jaw and Derek felt safe, knowing how serious Spencer was about consent.
“How much do you want my cock?”
Before he could answer, Spencer’s thumb slipped between Derek’s lips and Derek sucked eagerly and skillfully, trying his hardest to convey just how badly he wanted it. A light, blissful noise escaped from Spencer’s mouth in response to his minstrations and Derek’s jeans felt even tighter than before.
“Good boy,” Spencer praised, removing his thumb so he could work on unbuttoning his jacket and unzipping his pants. He moved closer before letting his pants drop and pushing his boxers down along with them.
The sight of Spencer’s cock jutting out from beneath his button up, half hard with a bead of precum glistening on the end, had Derek licking his lips and opening his mouth wide. Spencer held his cock and pressed it to Derek’s flat tongue, looking down expectantly.
Derek sucks gently on the head before opening his mouth further, hoping Spencer will get the idea, and thankfully, he does, grasping the back of Derek’s head, thrusting slowly into his willing mouth.
His thrusts get faster and harder, but Derek doesn’t mind; hell, he’s more turned on than he’d previously believed possible. A groan comes deep from within Spencer’s throat and it’s harder for Derek to ignore his own erection, straining against his jeans.
“That’s right, you can take it, I knew you could,” Spencer breathed. “Close now, so close.”
When Spencer got close, he pulled out, quickly jerking himself and finishing on Derek's bare chest. He dropped to his knees, yet again stroking Derek’s jaw with what feels like awe.
“You’re so good for me, always knowing what I want,” Spencer said before kissing him deeply. “So good.”
Rating: FRAO
Word Count: ~370
Kinks: light bondage, some powerplay aspects
A/N: based on photo manip a friend of mine did
***
Derek knew he’d wanted something like this for a long time, but he didn’t realize just how erotic it would be to have Spencer standing over him, fully dressed in a suit, while he was on his knees, only wearing an old pair of jeans with his hands tied behind his back. Spencer tenderly stroked his jaw and Derek felt safe, knowing how serious Spencer was about consent.
“How much do you want my cock?”
Before he could answer, Spencer’s thumb slipped between Derek’s lips and Derek sucked eagerly and skillfully, trying his hardest to convey just how badly he wanted it. A light, blissful noise escaped from Spencer’s mouth in response to his minstrations and Derek’s jeans felt even tighter than before.
“Good boy,” Spencer praised, removing his thumb so he could work on unbuttoning his jacket and unzipping his pants. He moved closer before letting his pants drop and pushing his boxers down along with them.
The sight of Spencer’s cock jutting out from beneath his button up, half hard with a bead of precum glistening on the end, had Derek licking his lips and opening his mouth wide. Spencer held his cock and pressed it to Derek’s flat tongue, looking down expectantly.
Derek sucks gently on the head before opening his mouth further, hoping Spencer will get the idea, and thankfully, he does, grasping the back of Derek’s head, thrusting slowly into his willing mouth.
His thrusts get faster and harder, but Derek doesn’t mind; hell, he’s more turned on than he’d previously believed possible. A groan comes deep from within Spencer’s throat and it’s harder for Derek to ignore his own erection, straining against his jeans.
“That’s right, you can take it, I knew you could,” Spencer breathed. “Close now, so close.”
When Spencer got close, he pulled out, quickly jerking himself and finishing on Derek's bare chest. He dropped to his knees, yet again stroking Derek’s jaw with what feels like awe.
“You’re so good for me, always knowing what I want,” Spencer said before kissing him deeply. “So good.”