Criminal Minds Imagines

The Underground (Reid)

Dedicated to eternallywarped Tiffanijolly

Cheirophilia: The sexual fetish for hands. Most commonly expressed with fingering, handjobs, and sucking on the fingers/ licking of the palms. 

This was terrible. There were missing girls and you couldn't stop staring at his hands. They caressed the pages of the journal he was reviewing as he was doing his job. Your phone rang, pulling you out of your trance, it was Hotch. "Agent y/l/n, I need you and Reid to come back to the station for a briefing. Plans have changed." "O-Okay, we'll be there shortly." I replied, catching Reid's attention.

"Did you find anything at the house?" Hotch asked, staring at the white board. "Not really." I said quietly, taking a seat beside Prentiss. "Actually, she wrote that she had a date at The Underground-" One of the local deputies choked on his coffee, turning a shade of red I didn't think was possible. "You know something, Officer?" Rossi asked, turning to face him. The officer quickly adjusted himself before stammering over his words. "T-The uh Underground... is... uh-" He rubbed the back of his neck nervously, turning his eyes to the floor, "-Its a BDSM club." I giggled, holding a hand over my face to try and stop it. "I-I'm so-rry Sir, I can't help it." I said when Hotch turned and glared at me. "You and Reid are going undercover." He said quietly before walking out of the room. 

After much arguing and begging and pleading I still wound up going undercover with Reid. "Agent Y/l/n, you are going undercover with Reid. This unsub targets young women who are sexually curious." I growled in frustration and stormed out of the police station, ignoring the thought of how my night would be going. I shimmied the tight black dress on just in time to hear a soft knocking on the door, I flung the door open to see Reid. "Hey Y/n... are you ready?" He asked quietly, skimming his eyes over you. "As I'll ever be." I growled, stepping out and closing the door. "W-Wait, I have something for you. Well us. To make us blend in." He said, pulling a collar out from his pocket. Secretly my heart soared. "You can't be serious Reid..." I trailed off, staring at the soft black leather. "I am serious. See in the BDSM community  the collar is the most outward symbol that a submissive can wear that was given to them by their Dominant. It is usually the most important piece of jewelry worn on a daily basis, it is a strong symbol of commitment but not of the same caliber as a wedding ring. Usually the dominant would place this on his or her submissive but I didn't think you'd be comfortable with that." He stated, still holding the piece out to me. I blinked, swallowing thickly before turning my back to him and moving my hair away from my neck. I heard him shuffle behind me before placing the strap around my neck, a welcoming weight around my throat. I felt him latch the small clasp, his fingers lingering on the back of my neck before he reached for my hand and lead me down the hallway. 

Half of The Underground was a bar, the other half was... the club. Currently Reid sat beside you on the sofa, scanning the room. You sat beside him, staring at his hand that sat peacefully on your knee. "We should walk around, see exactly how the scenes work." He whispered in your ear, making you jump. How did he get so close?  He stood, beckoned for you to follow with a 'come hither' motion. You stood to follow him before he tsk'd and then pointed at the floor. You raised an eyebrow before following his instruction, he smiled as you crawled over to him. He reached down and stroked over your cheek, "Good girl." He praised before clipping a lead onto my collar and parading me around. Until the two of you were stopped by another 'Dom.' "Is it available to play?" He asked staring me down and licking his lips hungrily. I wish I had my damn gun...  "Excuse me?" Reid asked, stepping to block his view of me, behind his back he motioned towards the ceiling to make me stand. "Seems like your bitch dunno how to listen, twig." The guy growled, attempting to shove Reid out of the way and grab me. But Reid was much faster, quickly placing cuffs on him and walking him outside. The ride back to the hotel was awkwardly silent, but his hand repeatedly gripped my knee and I couldn't help but watch the way his hand flexed against my skin. 

"You know... you look nice with the collar on." Reid said quietly as he escorted you back to your hotel room. I turned to face him, not noticing how close he actually was to me until this point. He pinned me to the wall; on his his legs were between mine and his hands on either side of my face as his eyes skimmed over me. "I see the way you look at me y/n." He murmured softly, nuzzling my neck before placing soft kisses along the sensitive flesh. I gasped softly before knotting my fists in his shirt and returning the kisses to his shoulder. He shifted, grabbing my jaw and forcing my head to the side as he nipped at my earlobe. I groaned and ground against his thigh, making him chuckle darkly. "Such a needy girl." He whispered, twisting my face back around to face him, "I think I'll keep you." He mumbled, tugging on the collar and eyeing the hotel door. I gently pushed his thigh down, before reaching to open the door with a grin. He smiled back before hooking his finger through the loop in my collar and tugging me into the room. Once in the room he kicked the door closed, pointing down to the floor as he took a seat on the bed. I chewed my lip anxiously, watching as he slid his tie off. "I think you have a certain... fascination with me Y/n. Something in particular that droves you mad." He with a voice that made me drip. He leaned forward, stroking over my cheek before placing his thumb over my lips, keeping a grip on my face. "Suck." He growled, his eyes growing darker, and I almost came on the spot. I eagerly swirled my tongue around the pad of his finger before wrapping my lips around it. "Such a whore." He growled, pulling his hand away and motioning to the bed beside him. "Hands and knees y/n." I followed his instructions, giggling when he pulled me to the edge, leaving me to balance on the edge of the mattress. I felt him hook my thin panties and drag them down my legs, leaving a trail goosebumps in their wake. "This is what I've been thinking about y/n. Having you under my control, only to bring you all the pleasure you could dream about." God his voice is like silk... I felt his fingers ghost over me before pushing two of them into me. "Fuck... p-please... s-so long..." I whimpered, trying to push back into his hand. He shoved my face into the mattress, "Shh. I'm going to play with what is mine. And if you behave, I'll let you cum." He said before rubbing tight circles on my clit and rocking his hand into me deeply.  I dug my nails into the bed, moaning uncontrollably as he fingered me faster. My legs started to shake uncontrollably, the scalding coil drawing closer and closer and... he pulled his fingers away, using his other hand to yank me up by my hair. "Clean them off." He growled, holding his fingers to my lips. I sucked them like my life depended on it, becoming antsy at the sound of his belt coming undone. He kept his fingers in your mouth as he pushed into you, pulling up upright against his chest. "Good girl y/n." He moaned, rocking into you. He pulled his hand away, shifting it to your throat. "R-Reid... p-please... m-mor-re..." I pleaded, tiptoeing on the edge. "Wait." He growled, nipping at my shoulder. He continued to thrust deeply inside of me before hooking his thumb into my mouth, "Cum for me y/n." He groaned, his thrusts growing sloppy. I came hard, almost passing out against him as he filled me up. He leaned into me before kissing up my neck, slowly pulling out of me. "I'll be right back." He said before disappearing into the bathroom, reappearing with a damp wash cloth and helping cleaning me up. "T-thank you. You don't-" "I want to. It's important for a Dom to care for their sub. And I really like you y/n. I... I want this. I want you." He said quietly, brushing a lock of hair away from your eyes. "Reid... can you stay with me?" I asked drowsily, smiling sleepily when he laid on the bed and pulled me into his chest. "Always."