Spencer

[just_hex]

Hex's attitude had brightened over the past weeks to the point that even the people at the hospital had noticed. No one gave him a hard time when he announced he had a boyfriend, but Caro did wink and nod and made him blush.

This week he'd lucked out and had actually gotten the weekend off...every dog had its day...and he'd made plans with Spencer. Hex had cooked, nothing terribly fancy, just some chicked and some oven baked chips, and he'd set up a new documentary in his queue. He really was itching to go out but he and Spencer had never really discussed...well, he doubted very much he'd get Spencer out to the Hoist and he wasn't too keen on going to a bar.

He met Spencer at the door with a smile, the rich scent of dinner filling his flat. The first impulse was to kiss him but Hex was always very careful, very purposeful when he touched Spencer. The last thing he wanted was to startle him.

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[just_hex]

Hex wet his lips and smiled, the curve of his lips just a touch shy even though the light in his eyes was bright.

"You do fine," he said. "Do you really like when I'm a bit dirty? Like...if I was to tell you your mouth looks best with my cock pushed in deep..." he purred. He really couldn't take himself seriously- it was the sort of thing he heard in porn films, but if Spencer truly liked it he'd say it and be sure to keep a straight face doing it.

[dr_spencer_reid]

"I- I like it. It's a little, um... It's embarrassing, but, it also feels good. If that makes sense," Spencer replied, still looking flustered.

[just_hex]

"Uncomfortable, but not bad. Exciting, yeah?" he asked, his hands moving off Spencer's arms so Hex could caress his body. He loved how Spencer felt, so thin but solid. Hex liked the hard plane of his chest and the solid feeling of bone beneath his fingers.

"I want to film you," he said then. "No one else would see. not ever. I want to be able to watch you sometimes. Watch you suck me off. Watch you wank. I want vid of you doing all kinds of things. Would you do that for me?"

[dr_spencer_reid]

"You want to film me?" Spencer asked, looking shocked and speaking in a hushed whisper, even though they were alone.

"I don't know, Hex... What if someone found it? What if it was stolen?"

[just_hex]

"Who would steal it?" he asked, confused by that concern. "No one wants what I've got, Spencer. I'm not going to get robbed...and I'll not put it online. Not even on me computer. I've got a camera that uses tape...bloody old, but I can plug the camera itself into me tv."

He paused and thought for a moment.

"You could film me, too, if you wanted. On your phone. Or take some pictures...if you wanted to."

[dr_spencer_reid]

"Oh, I don't want to film you," Spencer replied honestly, not fully understanding why Hex would want to film him, if he was honest.

"I think I need to think about it Hex. That's all," he said softly, looking a touch shy.

[just_hex]

"Alright," he said, holding onto hope that Spencer would agree to it. He had been thinking how good it would be to have an intimate picture of the man, even. All he had were a couple candid snaps on his mobile and he found himself looking at them and showing them to the other nurses quite frequently.

Hex reached up and began to undo Spencer's buttons slowly.

"I try not to stare at you," he said softly. "But you are so terribly beautiful. It makes me heart ache, how stunning you are."

[dr_spencer_reid]

It was terribly sweet, and Spencer couldn't help but smile softly.

"I don't stare, but I think about you- a lot. Sometimes when I should really be thinking about other things. You invade my thoughts," he admitted.

[just_hex]

"Do I? Come on, then...tell me what you think," he pressed gently as he opened Spencer's shirt and pushed it off his shoulders.

[dr_spencer_reid]

"I- I think about your hands a lot. The way they feel when you touch me. They're rough, and they're firm, but- Nice. Everything about you is nice," Spencer admitted, watching as Hex rid him of his shirt.

[just_hex]

Once Spencer's shirt was off Hex peeled his own away as well and tossed it to the floor. He stepped in close and gathered Spencer against him so he could feel the warmth of the man's body with his own.

"It's so good you like that because I love touching you. I think about it. Too much, probably. Most of the time when I think of you I don't think of sex. I think of...of tracing the lines of your body with me fingertips. I think of toying with your hair. I think of how you feel when you lay on top of me," he said, slowly moving them as a unit toward his bedroom.

[dr_spencer_reid]

Letting himself be guided, Spencer embraced Hex gently, settling against him as they moved to the other room.

"I don't mind if you want to touch me. Sometimes- I know I can be funny about it, but I won't be with you."

[just_hex]

Hex ducked his head and pressed a line of kisses along Spencer's shoulder and up his neck while deft fingers found the man's fly and blindly undid it.

"I'll always stop if you need me to," he promised. "At any point. I'm not ruled by me cock. If you need me to stop, I will."

He wouldn't enjoy it, but he'd do it. He'd never press himself on Spencer.

[dr_spencer_reid]

"I know. ...I believe you, Hex," Spencer assured him, bashful as the last of his clothes were removed, then moving away to lay down on the bed.

[just_hex]

He watched Spencer as the man laid on the bed and for the longest moment that was all he could do. Spencer was the most beautiful man he'd ever seen. Simply breath taking. He couldn't do anything but admire him. But then he found the sense to slip out of the rest of his clothes and then he joined Spencer. Heax straddled his legs and caught hold of the man's wrists to hold him.

"Tell me that word again," he said. "The C one about arousal. Your safe word. Hell, you could tell me any words...every time you talk I learn something."

[dr_spencer_reid]

"Concupiscence," Spencer said, squirming a little, then going still. "That's the word. ...I don't know what else I can tell you about it. Thomas Aquinas in the 13th century described two divisions of "sensuality": the concupiscible, and the irascible. The former associated with the emotions of joy and sadness, love and hate, desire and repugnance- And the latter with daring and fear, hope and despair, even anger."

[just_hex]

"You're so smart," Hex said with pure warmth and admiration. He stilled Spencer's explanation with a kiss, his hands tightening around the man's wrists, pinning him to the bed so he couldn't get away.

[dr_spencer_reid]

Spencer tested Hex's grip, tugging curiously, then going still.

"I know," he replied- not bragging or arrogant, just a quiet agreement with what he already knew about himself.

[just_hex]

Spencer was so sweet, so guileless. Hex could only smile at the genuine answer.

"Do you?" he asked. "Do you understand just how much it impresses me?"

[dr_spencer_reid]

Spencer blushed, offering an awkward shrug- Though he couldn't move very much with hex holding him down.

[just_hex]

"What are you doing this weekend?" he asked softly. "We could rent a car and go to the country, maybe. A day trip? You could talk and I'll drive. I'd like that..."

[dr_spencer_reid]

"I can't, Hex. I have to work. I have papers to grade and consulting work to do... I wish I could, but I can't," Spencer apologized softly, giving Hex a remorseful look.

[just_hex]

"Work...work...work..." he murmured, lowering his head to press kisses against Spencer's collarbones and chest. "Let me cook you dinner at least..."

He was glad for every moment they spent together, but staying over one night a week wasn't enough. He wanted to see Spencer every day he possibly could.

[dr_spencer_reid]

Spencer smiled and nodded, then suddenly perked up even more.

"You could meet Hotch this weekend!" he realized. "I'd really like you both to meet."

[just_hex]

"I'll cook for him too," Hex murmured absently, then caught Spencer's nipple and suckled slowly. He was more keen on seducing the man than discussing the weekend...but they could do both.