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Spencer Will Be Mine	By : KTT2123 Category: 1 through F > Criminal Minds Views: 12867 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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My sort of OC from He's the One That I Want finally makes another appearance. If you didn't read the comments on AO3 for that story, someone did finally guess who I based Josh on.   Joshua Daniel McWills is basically Danny "Danno" Williams from Hawaii Five-O. Thus, his husband, Lucas McWills is basically Steve McGarrett. If you can't tell, I'm a McDanno fan :)

One week turns into two with no further contact from the stalker. Sending him flowers, creepy note or not, does not prove someone is out there watching his every move. But with the job he has, Reid cannot help imagining the worse. Every night since he’d been sent the flowers, Spencer has gone straight home from work. The scare of the stalker makes him want to be somewhere he feels safe. He and Derek spend their nights at home, blocking out the harsh, dangerous world to find comfort in each other. By the middle of the second week, Spencer slowly starts to relax.
Within the warm safety of their home, Spencer soaks in the love and protection he is given by both Derek and Clooney. Both of the men in his life would kill to protect him and Spencer knows it. From their very first introduction, Clooney had latched onto Spencer. The happy Staffordshire Terrier loved him from the first second he saw him; they had an instant connection. While he often loves to be around his Spencer, Clooney has been extra clingy for the past two weeks. He hasn’t left Spencer’s side. Both Derek and Spencer have noticed his clinginess. Somehow, he knows something or someone is making his Spencer anxious.
Unknown to his two humans, Clooney knows more than that. A very intelligent dog, he knows another human has invaded his territory, and had left his foul scent on the clothing of his favorite pack mate. Clooney had happily destroyed the invader’s scent. He had rubbed his own scent into the pile of clothing, mixing his scent with that of his pack mate and pack leader. Clooney can see the unease of his Spencer. He doesn’t know if his human is afraid of the invader or something else but he remains vigilante. Regardless of the reason, Clooney sticks close to Spencer, ever ready to protect the human he loves.
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Barry Kryupt watches Spencer Reid from his favorite hiding spot in a nearby neighbor’s large tree. The neighbor, a middle-aged widow woman, is luckily for Barry a work-a-holic. She spends most of her time away from her home, either working or volunteering at a domestic abuse shelter. He has only had one close call with the woman in the weeks he’d been watching Spencer.
Barry has developed a plan to seduce Spencer away from the disgusting, muscled asshole. He will show Spencer that he loves him more than his current arm candy, that Barry is perfect for him. The muscle bound Morgan isn’t good enough for his Spencer. As Kryupt watches as Spencer cuddles into Morgan with the fucking mutt lying at their feet, he imagines himself in Morgan’s place. The mere thought makes his cock thicken; Barry jerks himself off quick and dirty as he stares at Spencer’s pretty face. *Soon, Baby.*
He promises himself that soon it will be him that Spencer cuddles into. Either Spencer will come willingly to him…or Barry will simply have to make him. Spencer will realize that Barry is the only man for him. One way or another, Spencer will be his.
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Three weeks have passed without hide or hair of the mysterious man. Spencer has almost forgotten about the flowers he’d been sent. He and Derek have just gotten back the previous night from another out-of-state case. It had been another exhausting case and it feels good to be home again. After changing, they go their separate ways.
Spencer goes into the kitchen to stare at their supplies and see what he can come up with for lunch. While Derek can cook some, Spencer is a much better chef. He’d had to learn how to cook or starve. Spencer had taken care of his mom and everything in the house since his dad left. So most often, Reid is in charge of meals. To help out, Derek always does the clean-up and dishes. Raised by a strong willed woman, he firmly believes in equality in the household. This isn’t 1950 and Spencer isn’t his little housewife.
Morgan stays in the bedroom, unpacking their go bags and re-packing them with new clothing. Just as he finishes, Derek hears Spencer’s phone ring. He checks who is calling and Josh’s name flashes. Smiling, Morgan greets “Hey Josh.”
Derek will forever be thankful to Josh MacWills. He had been there for Spencer when his Pretty Boy had badly needed a friend. Derek hates to think of those hopeless five years his Baby spent pining after him. It hurts him to imagine the pain he’d cause Spencer without even knowing. He is thankful that Spencer had Josh to lean on then at least. Derek’s first meeting with Josh may not have been the greatest but in his own way, Josh had helped Derek and Spencer get together. For his unshakeable loyalty to Spencer, Josh will always be welcomed in their lives. Derek could not ask for a better friend for his Baby… It doesn’t hurt that Josh is happily married and madly in love with his own very possessive partner.
“Derek. Hey. How are things?” the spunky Jersey man asks.
“Good, you? How did your show go? Sorry we had to miss it.”
“Work, I understand. With your crazy schedule, I didn’t think either of you would make it. The show went great. Sold every piece I had there. Got some new commissions, too.”
“That’s great man!” Morgan says excitedly. “Spencer will be thrilled for you.”
“Yeah, me and the Neanderthal had a little celebration after the show,” Josh admits.
“I bet. Not sure I want to know the details.”
“What? You don’t wanna know that neither of us could walk for a week?”
“Dude! I did NOT want to hear that! Fucking hell. I do not need the image of you and your hubby fucking stuck in my brain.”
“And you call yourself a gay man. You should be begging me for details,” he teases.
Derek laughs, “I think you are confusing me with a different type of gay man.”
He laughs loudly, “So true. Anyway, back to the reason I called. Are you and Spence on a case or at home?”
“Just got back from a case last night. What’s up?”
“Giants versus Bears, today. Starts in about an hour, that’s what is up!”
“The Bears are going to kick the Giants’ asses,” Morgan boasts.
Josh shoots back, “Wanna bet, muscle boy? Fifty bucks the Giants win.”
“You’re on. Better get that cash ready.”
“Same to you. I’ll enjoy taking your hard earned dollars; you still just the BAU’s door smasher?”
Derek laughs, “You still throwing paint on a canvas and conning rich morons into buying them?”
Josh snorts. “Your place or mine?”
“Mine. Spencer’s in the kitchen figuring out what we’re going to eat. I’ll let him know you and Luc are coming.”
“Sweet. Give him that panty dropping smile you’ve got but make sure you both keep your pants. I want some of his homemade nachos but I do not want to see either of your naked asses.” With that, Josh hangs up.
Chuckling, Derek goes to find Spencer. “The Bears are playing the Giants in about an hour.”
He rolls his eyes, “Let me guess, Josh and Lucas are coming over to watch the game.” Before Derek can speak, Spencer continues “And Josh wants nachos.”
Derek smiles, “Of course he does. He wanted me to give you my ‘panty dropping smile’ as he called it.”
Spencer blushes a bit but warns, “There best not be any panties dropping near you. You are mine, Der.”
“Nope, there won’t be any panties dropping around me…not unless you are wearing them,” Derek says. His grin widens as Spencer’s pretty face pinkens. “Are you going to wear some pretty panties for me, Baby?”
Biting his lip, Spencer squirms under Derek’s interested gaze. It feels like Derek can see right through him, read every single fantasy and want without him saying a word. Spencer ducks his head, turning away even as his cock stiffens at the thought of standing in front of Derek in a pair of sexy panties. A second later, he feels Der’s warm weight at his back.
“You want that, don’t you Pretty Boy?”
Spencer sputters, embarrassed how much the thought turns him on. “Shh Baby,” Derek croons as he presses himself firmly against Spencer’s back. Spencer whimpers at the hard dick poking his ass. “You’ll look so beautiful for me, your pretty cock straining against your panties. Soaking the thin fabric, all for me.” Spencer whines, pushing his ass back in a clear invitation.
In the back of his mind, Derek remembers they have guests coming. But the temptation in front of him is too good to resist.
“Want you,” Spencer vows.
Derek can’t refuse him anything, especially Spencer offering him his body. He pulls down Spencer’s sweats and boxers, and yanks the jersey off. His boy is naked except for his mix-matched socks. Reading Derek’s mind, Spencer scoots onto the table and lies on his back. His coffee colored eyes are blown wide as he licks his lips in anticipation. Derek fondles himself, admiring the pretty picture Spencer makes: hot and eager, just for him. He’s a lucky, lucky man. Derek tugs his basketball shorts and boxers down until his cock slaps his stomach.
Spencer’s eyes fix on the hard length with hunger. He wants that inside of him. Now.
Derek thrusts his fingers into Spencer’s mouth, demanding “Suck.” With eyes locked with Derek, Spencer sucks and swirls his tongue obediently. He pulls his fingers free once his fingers are wet with saliva. Derek stretches Spencer quickly, thankful that he is still loose from earlier this morning. Spitting in his hand, he slicks his dick. Moving forward, Derek pulls Spencer back as he buries himself to the hilt in one powerful thrust.
“Yesss!” Spencer hisses. He wraps his long legs around his love. Spencer never feels more complete than when Derek is inside of him.
Derek snaps his hips forward, Spencer’s tight heat making him groan deeply.
Spencer grips the table tight, trying to keep his body at the end of the table. But Derek’s strength overpowers his and he slides despite his grip. “Ahh!”
Growling, Derek jerks him back into position. His hips piston faster and harder, picturing Spencer in a pair of lace panties pushes him off the edge. Derek spurts his cum deep inside of Spencer.
The feeling of Derek’s cum splashing inside of him never fails to make Spencer purr in contentment. Yet, behind that, Spencer is still frantic. He is hard and leaking, held on the verge of orgasm. He needs to cum, badly. Wanting, needing more Spencer whines in protest as Derek withdraws from his body. But his Der doesn’t leave him hanging. A hot, wet mouth surrounds his dick as Derek sucks him expertly. Spencer reaches forward, his long fingers wrap around Der’s shaved head. “Ngh!” he cries as Derek’s thick fingers slide into his hole, pressing on his prostrate. Spencer flies over the edge, his hot cum floods Derek’s mouth. Through his lashes, he watches Derek hum happily as he drinks down every drop. Spencer blurts out, “You are so hot.” He is too satisfied and languid to blush at the bold statement.
Derek grins, making a show of licking his lips. “You think so, do you, Pretty Boy?”
His glazed eyes are firmly on Der’s red tongue, “Hmm?” When Derek doesn’t answer, Spencer tries to focus. Feeling bold, he declares “I love watching you swallow my cum.”
Derek’s white teeth flash as a pleased smirk forms on his lips. “I know you do, why do you think I enjoy doing it so much?” He kisses his pink lips as Spencer lies there limp and satisfied.
Spencer does not even acknowledge when Derek leaves, only to come back less than a minute later. Derek’s hands push his wide spread legs together and presses them to his chest. Too content to protest, he allows Derek to manipulate his body as he wills. A second later, Spencer feels blunt pressure against his hole. He mewls softly as a large, lubed plug is pressed firmly inside him until it fills him completely. Spencer will be kept slick and open, ever ready for Derek to claim him once more. He squirms happily, loving the slick feeling of Derek’s cum trapped inside him.
Smug and satisfied, Derek says “Come on, Pretty Boy. We better get dressed before Josh and Lucas get here.”
Haven forgotten about them, Spencer scrambles off the table and practically throws his clothing back on. Derek chuckles at that as he dresses at a much slower pace.
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Ten minutes later, Clooney jumps up barking and wiggling his body furiously as he looks out the front window. Josh and Lucas have arrived. Derek gets the door, “Hey guys, come on in. Spencer’s in the kitchen.”
Lucas MacWills is a tall man, especially in comparison to his diminutive husband. But he is still slightly shorter than both Derek and Spencer. Lucas has rich brown hair that is smattered with gray, worn longer on the top than the sides. His beautiful hazel eyes tend to change with what he wears. Standing next to his husband, they couldn’t look more different. Josh is a blue-eyed blonde while Lucas is dark with ever changing eyes. Josh is admittedly short while Luc is tall. Even their personalities are opposites. Luc is always calm, in contrast to Josh’s passionate and emotional nature. Josh never shuts up and Lucas is more of the strong, silent type. They are a prime example of opposites attracting…kind of like him and Spencer.
As Derek leads them to the kitchen, he asks Luc, “How is the securities business?”
“Good.”
When Lucas doesn’t say anything more Josh smacks his arm, “That’s it?” Luc shrugs. Josh rolls his eyes, “What this idiot is trying to say if he knew how to use actual words, is that he just got a big government contract.” Lucas runs a private security business; most of his employees are veterans of one branch of the military or another.
“Really? Wow, congrats!”
Lucas smiles but keeps silent.
The second they enter the kitchen, Josh blurts out “It reeks of sex in here!” The aroma of the sandwiches and nachos isn’t enough to overpower the smell of sex. Turning to Derek, he yells “I told you to keep your pants on!”
Spencer flushes pink. Derek smirks, saying “I didn’t take my pants off.” Spencer blushes brightly.
Josh grumbles, “At least I didn’t have to see either of your naked asses…” Luc laughs at him, resting his chin comfortably on the top of his head. “Can’t keep it in your pants for thirty fucking minutes,” Josh rants. “With the way you two go at each other, I don’t know how Derek keeps himself from fucking Spencer on a desk right in front of everyone.” Lucas smiles fondly as Josh’s hands flair wildly as he rants.
Derek pulls an embarrassed Spencer into him, letting his Baby hide his flushed face in his neck. Morgan protests, “Hey, I’m a professional!”
Josh gives him a dubious look, “Are you sure about that? You two ever have sex at work?”
He looks to side and doesn’t say anything.
“That’s what I thought!” Josh gloats before mumbling under his breath “A pair of fucking sex addicts…”
Morgan shoots back, “You two are just as bad as we are! At least we didn’t get walked in on by our mothers!”
Josh shouts, “You fucker! I told you never to bring that up again!” Josh shudders, both his and Luc’s mom had walked in on them at the same time! As if having his mother and Luc’s see Josh getting it up the ass wasn’t enough, neither mother moved. Just stood there ogling each other’s son! It is something he tries desperately to forget ever happened.
Lucas watches, greatly amused by the banter between Josh and Derek. Every time they get together, those two are constantly poking at each other. They have an epic bromance.
“Just wait, one of these days your co-workers are going to walk in on you too! And I’m never going to let you forget it!” Josh warns.
“Never gonna to happen! And if it did, I sure in hell wouldn’t tell you!” Neither Derek nor Spencer are aware of JJ and Emily having already caught them having sex at work.
“Spencer wouldn’t be able to keep it from me and you know it!”
Lucas holds his hands up; he needs to calm the two men down before they get physical, again. As amusing as it is to watch them wrestle, they have a game to watch. “Enough, both of you need to settle down. You’ll have plenty of time to fight during the game.”
Spencer eases away from Derek, giggling a bit at the antics of his friend and his love.
Josh and Derek stare at each other challengingly for a long moment before cracking and grinning at each other.
Spencer plates the food, handing Josh his plate of beloved, homemade nachos and a sandwich. Luc, more of a health nut, gets a sandwich with a plating of veggies and fruits. Derek’s plate is the same as Josh, while Spencer’s is a combo with a bit of everything. Derek and Spencer take one end of the long couch and the other couple takes the other. Neither Josh nor Lucas notices how gingerly Spencer sits down. The plug is pressing against his prostrate, making him want to squirm. Morgan sets his plate on the coffee table before asking, “Beer, okay?” With two nods, he retrieves the drinks. A few minutes later, Derek comes back. He hands a beer to both Josh and Luc, setting his own down to pass Spencer the iced coffee he made him.
The four men eat quietly as they watch a bit of the pre-game show.
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Two quarters in and the Bears are leading by three. It has been non-stop back and forth bantering between the two football fanatics: yelling and gloating, pacing and cheering. Spencer and Lucas have mostly sat back quietly and watched their partners argue.
As they watch the half-time show, Lucas hopes to get Josh and Derek distracted from the game and asks “How has work been going?” He looks over Spencer pointedly, “No injuries lately?”
“Hey! I don’t get injured that much!” Spencer retorts haughtily.
All three men shoot him disbelieving looks. Spencer is a danger magnet. If there is trouble, Spencer is the one who will find it.
Spencer grumbles under his breath.
Ignoring him, Derek laughs and says, “Remarkably, Pretty Boy hasn’t been hurt or taken hostage in the last six weeks. Gotta be a new record for him.”
Josh and Lucas chuckle along with him as Spencer pouts.
“We’re hoping his luck continues. Maybe his karma has changed. Whoever sent him the flowers, hasn’t contacted him again either. It has been three weeks. Maybe it really was just a joke,” Morgan says, talking out his thoughts.
Josh and Lucas look at each other, confused. Josh asks, “What do you mean? Someone sent Spencer flowers?”
Derek jerks his head toward Spencer, a sharp, questioning expression on his face. “Spencer didn’t tell you?”
Spencer ducks his head, deliberately not meeting any of their eyes. He knows he should have told Josh and Luc but he hadn’t.
Josh stares intently at Spencer. Lucas’s face sharpens and he asks, “What happened?”
When Spencer doesn’t respond, Derek answers, “A man sent Spencer a flower bouquet with a note saying: “Spencer, I’m watching you. XO.” We were unable to find anything more than that the man is an average looking white male.”
“No further contact?” Luc asks seriously.
Morgan replies, “No. And we haven’t spotted anyone following us.”
“Keep us in the loop. If you need help, let me know. I can have a man shadow Spencer,” Lucas offers.
“Thanks man. We appreciate the offer. If the man contacts Spencer again, I will definitely consider it.” Derek will not take chances with Spencer. He is willing to do anything and everything to keep his Pretty Boy safe. Derek pulls him close, hugging him tightly to his side.
“I’m okay, Der. It was probably just a prank,” Spencer tries to soothe him.
Morgan attempts to shake off the grim mood. His Spencer is safe. If someone threatens him, Derek will do whatever it takes to keep his Baby safe. And he’ll have the entire BAU as well as Luc’s security company behind him.

I wrote so much for Ch 3 that I've divided it into two chapters. The next chapter is done and should be posted soon.
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