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Note: I havent even finished S2 of criminal minds as im writing this, I was just overtaken

Edit: the way I accidentally deleted this..was panicking so bad before I remembered I had a copy

Just thinking about Spencer and him absolutely devouring your cunt, just swimming in it. He's on his knees, still wearing his casual dress shirt, pants, and he's only taken off his shoes in an attempt to get more stability on the floor, placing them side by side next to the desk. The desk you were currently gripping onto for dear life—You're covered in a thin layer of sweat, the wooden desk rocking slightly behind you. The moisture building up on your hands did nothing to steady your already twitching body. You're naked, save for a plain t-shirt, your bottoms and shoes disregarded in a forgotten bundle across the floor. Below you, between the space in your thighs, were deep brown eyes and just as brown hair, now made a mess. Spencer's eyes glazed over as he licked stripes across your cunt, pushing his tongue further into your folds, his nose briefly brushing against your clit. Your body shivers at his occasional moan. You were dripping down his chin and neck, soaking spots in his shirt. Each second passing caused your legs to feel more and more unstable, twitching and shaking. Desperate for any sense of balance, you find yourself grabbing at anything, Spencer's hair, shoulders, continuous fumbles of the desk behind you. Hurriedly wiping your hand on your shirt and grabbing the edge of the desk. Your legs started to twitch more, desperate to close your aching thighs, and while your grab at the desk helped you secure you, it wasn't much better than before. Spencer, noticing your movements becoming more frantic, took hold of the back of your knee, placing a firm grasp and pulling you forward. Spencer's fingertips find a home in the plush of your thigh. He continued licking at you, switching between sucking and pecking your bud, releasing it with a loud and wet—*pop*—You were close and Spencer was relentless, repeatedly waving his tongue against your clit, his hold on your leg keeping you in place. Tossing your head back, your toes curl as your body releases its final spasms for the moment, experiencing the peak of your pleasure. Spencer groans as he feels your slick coat on his face, lapping up whatever didn't get on his shirt. Letting out breathy pants, your body starts to go slack, twitching one more time when Spencer kisses your clit.

Exactly, he's obsessed with how you'll stumble over your words whenever he's speaking to you, knowing he's got you too dumb to respond. And when you do open your mouth, it's only to whine and speak unintelligible babbles. Matt just loves playing with you and petting your head when he's got you like this. He's also a lot more teasing during these moments, calling you a 'one sick puppy' with that shit-eating grin on his face because of how quick you'll turn on your back at his command. It's actually criminal how much he's devoted to dolling you up; he'll buy you studded collars, toys, and even a harness at some point. And it was all to use during your dumbest moments, when he's got you on your knees and is sitting on the edge of the bed asking for your "paw" and feeding you bits of a cookie whenever you complete the trick. The best part is when he actually brings you up to the bed and starts to grope and pull at your body. He treats it like a game, but he's not interested in seeing how long you'll hold out; you both know you won't last very long. He just wants to see what you'll let him do to you. I mean, if you're already letting him put that collar around your neck, he might as well try every thought that comes to mind. And after what feels like ages of him taunting and pleasing you, when he's drifting his fingers over your clit and you're a noodle in his arms, he's still smiling because he knows he's not finished with you, and you couldn't be more happy as you're licking stripes up his neck and jaw. Just insane how tightly he's got you wrapped around his fingers.

Been trying to make a character list, ofc it wouldn't be listing every single character I'd be interested in writing for, just the ones off the top of my head rn. In the meantime, I think I'd be open to thirst asks if anyone has them! I could probably get to those later in the day if all things go as planned. (ദ്ദി˙ᗜ˙)

Definitely wanna get around to writing abt ddba Matt, he just seems so much more...ruthless?? Idk but the vibe has shifted and I feel like that can be fun to play around with when I get the time

Sometimes I feel like my writing is way too formal and ridged but everytime I try using more explicit language I want to keel over out of embarrassment (๑/////๑ " )

In Matt's opinion, the pros of his extraordinary hearing ability outweighed its many cons. He had found a duty, a purpose, and despite the harms that fell upon him, he always answered the call. But sometimes he enjoyed the more indulgent aspects of his ability, how he was able to focus on a single thing in such an intense manner. For example, when he has your back pressed on the wall of his apartment and he places his head in the crook of your neck so he's able to hear even the slightest whimper coming out of you. He's got a rough hand down your panties and his other is holding the bend of your knee. Kissing the more sensitive spots on your neck while he's kneading small circles onto your clit. You're squirming, but he'd press his body into yours to hold you in place. You'd buck when he'd press on your button or when he'd dip the tips of his coarse fingers into your inviting heat. This is when the rare chance of Matt accidentally overstimulating you occurred. When he's fingering you, he'd change his pace at random, he'd start to be a bit rougher with his kisses, and he'd drop your leg to grope the rest of your body. Matt was drunk on memorizing which squeaks and whimpers you'd make depending on where he'd kiss or how deep he curled his fingers into you. Even when he was on the verge of ripping off his pants and feeling your cream on his cock, he'd hold himself back because he loved feeling your most needy spots in his hands. Matt getting to hear your voices of pleasure was an all-cleansing remedy from whatever he dealt with in the hours prior.

Maybe I should've been more vague how are people finding out who I am off that anon post (;° ロ°) Thanks for being nice though, means a bunch ♡(˶◜ᴗ◝˶)

Lol yeah, I think I might've been too ambitious posting it so early since most of my page has been Daredevil stuff. Still, I'm pretty proud of it. I've thought about writing something like it since I saw Deadpool and Wolverine a bit ago. (ᵕ—ᴗ—)