Here to Misbehave | S.R.

Ch. 18 | The Liar

Summary: Reader goes for a ride and makes a disturbing discovery.

Content Warning: Oral sex (male receiving), choking, face slapping (male receiving), hair pulling, penetrative sex, daddy kink, drug use mention, panic attack 

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Something told me I might see Spencer tonight. Call it a hunch, call it an educated guess, it doesn't matter. Because sure enough, right around 3pm I got a phone call.

Giggling like a schoolgirl, I managed to pick up the phone with at least a little grace. "Hello, Dr. Reid."

"Hey little girl." He responded in a cursory manner, like he was trying to get the pleasantries out of the way quickly.

But isn't half of it the chase?

I looked down as I spoke, inspecting the lace patterns of my top. "I wasn't expecting you back so early."

"You know how efficient I can be," he bragged, the smirk audible in his voice. "And JJ's not a brat, so it takes half the time it would with you."

My jaw clenched, but I immediately let it go, sucking my bottom lip into my mouth with a bitter laugh.

I released it with a pop, my eyes narrowed as I muttered, "Cute."

"Thank you. Come over to my place." It took me a second to catch up after the stark difference in his tone, even though I was fully prepared for this possibility.

Like, I had been sitting in my room dressed to the nines with my hair and make up done for over three hours, for no reason other than hoping this would happen.

"Right now?" I asked with as much surprise as I could muster, "What if I'm busy?"

If my voice sounded a little tinged with fear and anxiety, it's because it was. After the little stunt I had pulled over the phone, he'd been very short with me. I'm not sure if it was because of the case or if he was legitimately upset with me.

Then again, he didn't sound that upset on the phone. Or at least, I didn't think so until his voice grew dark and he responded, "It wasn't a question."

Well. Who was I argue with that?

— 30 Minutes Later —

Walking up to his door, I took my time. It wasn't that I wasn't eager, but more that I wanted him to get as worked up as I could make him before he saw me.

Because once he saw me, I knew that things were going to move fast. Like I said before, we hadn't seen each other in fucking forever.

He still answered the door faster than I expected, like he had been waiting on the other side this whole time despite knowing how far away I lived. Like seriously, he knew the average time it took me to drive here.

But once he opened the door, his actions slowed down, his eyes quickly trailing down my body before slowly making their way back up.

His eyes lingered at the tiny black leather skirt that came up to the lace lingerie corset only half covering my top half.

"Were you expecting someone else?"

It was a rhetorical question that he only barely heard, because his eyes are still not looking at my face. Not waiting any longer, I waltzed right past him, heading towards his room.

I heard the door shut, and looked over my shoulder to see him following closely behind me. Picking up my pace, I giggled as I rounded the corner into his room, feeling him grab my wrist at the same time.