Paranoia - s.reid

Move In

Four days later, Liz had successfully managed to avoid Spencer throughout the entire case after her run in with tequila, or vodka, she couldn't remember. The team had made it home, and Liz had stopped by Spencer's apartment, deciding it was time for them to speak.

Her knuckles pounded on the door as she chewed her lip, jumping slightly when the door swung open. "Hi." The doctor sighed, a small smile on his face.

"Hey."

And the couple couldn't wait anymore. Liz threw her arms around his neck, pulling him in for a harsh kiss as he kissed back with the same desire and passion, one arm around his waist as the other ran along her side. The pair stumbled into the apartment, falling onto the sofa in soft giggles, their lips never breaking apart. "I missed you." He mumbled in between kisses.

"I missed you too."

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Three hours later, the couple were laying on Spencer's sofa, a blanket that once sat on the arm rest was now draped over them. Their breathing was rapid as they cuddled up to each other, their clothes were scattered all over the floor. 

"As amazing as that was, we need to actually talk." Liz reminded, turning her body to fully face Spencer. "Right. I'm sorry for how I reacted. It was my fault, you would've told me if you really needed to."

"Don't worry about it. I'm sorry too, I guess I should've told you. Just didn't want you to think of me differently." Spencer planted a kiss on her lips.

"I could never think of you differently. I heard Chip Taylor is enjoying his time in Spain." Spencer smirked lightly as Liz furrowed her eyebrows. "How'd you know?"

"He called me, apologized. He also said he wanted an invite to our wedding." Liz laughed, readjusting herself on the sofa as Spencer hovered over her, looking down at her. "Move in with me."

"What?" She giggled, her hands resting on his cheeks.

"You heard me, move in with me. We'll take the dog, obviously. We'll go apartment or house hunting, whichever you want. You can choose furniture and everything. Let's make it happen."

"You know what? Let's do it. Let's move in together." Spencer grinned lightly at the giggling girl underneath him.

"You know, I didn't know my hands made you weak," He whispered, running his hands up and down her bare sides, stomach and thighs as she shivered slightly, sighing at his touch. "Among other things." He teased. 

"I hate you, Penny." She fluttered her eyes shut.

"Lies, baby, lies. Did you know that chocolate has two chemicals that make it an aphrodisiac? One, tryptophan, is a building block of serotonin, a brain chemical involved in sexual arousal. The other, phenylethylamine, a stimulant related to amphetamine, is released in the brain when people fall in love."

"I love it when you talk dirty to me." The couple giggled.

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 It was 6:00 in the morning and the couple remained in the sofa, wrapped in each other's hold with a blanket covering them, and they hadn't gotten any sleep. Liz's phone ruined the silence. "Elizabeth Bundy." She groaned, lifting her head off from Spencer's chest and grabbing her phone from the coffee table, looking into Spencer's eyes as she answered the phone.

"We need you at the office." Aaron Hotchner's voice immediately forced Liz's eyebrows to raise.

"Aaron, do we have a case? Is it necessary? Because if it's just paperwork I'll kill you."

"We have a case. Get ready, I'll call Reid."

"No need, Penny and I are on our way."

"Back together?"