Author's note: First time trying Reid (Criminal Minds). He is not a very easy personality to master, but I tried. Enjoy the oneshot! Sexual-ish content.

It was well past nine, and your genius FBI boyfriend was still not home.

You sighed, cursing paperwork to the hottest depths of hell when you heard the jingling of the doorknob.

You put down your book, smiling at your worn-out boyfriend as he smiles wearily back, and sets down his cross-body bag.

"Good morning." You said, your smile becoming more on the playful side.

Spencer nearly looked alarmed, looking at a clock in confusion, and reassuring himself that it was indeed still the same day.

"What? It's only 9:47."

You shrugged nonchalantly, a teasing smile still on your lips.

"It feels late enough to be in the early ante meridiem. Your boss really needs to stop giving you all this work, no sane person should be up that late working in an office."

Spencer chuckles, moving closer to your spot on the couch, and you twist your torso in order to face him.

"You know, if I wanted to hear a lecture, I would go sit in on an atomic physics seminar."

"Knowing you, you would probably already of known everything being lectured on."

"Well, actually, I ha-"

You cut off his impending monologue with a kiss on the lips, to which he proceeded to deepen, grabbing the back of your head and gently pushing it towards his. You two continued until you ran out of breath, and your lips pulled apart, panting, but were still teasingly close.

"I think that was the best way I have ever been told to shut up." Spencer said, and you giggled, laying down and pulling him on top of you.

"I can think of even better ways to occupy your mouth."

Author's note: Ante meridiem is Latin for A.M.
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