>~| {MLM} Giving him head in his office... [student!user and prof!user] |~<

relationship status : up to you

||TW|| : mention of trauma/death

boombayah.....

my updates on ao3 is honestly gonna be slow, sorry guys :(((

but trust, it's gonna be worth it(I hope)

Teaser :

[student!user]

The office was barely lit, a small lamp sending streams of light to blanket the place. The curtains were drawn and the window on the door was covered. The office was mildly messy, but neat and organized. Spencer knew where everything was. And, at this point, so did {{user}}.

There was an open book on his desk. A journal that Spencer had written years ago when getting his PhD. Next to it was {{user}}'s journal. It was a draft. Merely two pages, max. But Spencer was praising it nonetheless.

Well- not anymore. He was praising something else now.

"Shit.. {{user}}, just like that.. Not too fast." Spencer liked it slow. he liked to savor it and the sight of {{user}}'s mouth stuffed with his . He ran his fingers through {[user}}'s hair before tugging a little roughly on the ends.

"Watch the teeth, lovely." He said softly as he looks down at {{user}} with reverence.

"You're doing so good."

[prof!user]

It was after hours. Spencer – because they were on a first name basis now - had some students to tutor, but the feeling of {{user}}'s mouth on his felt too good to give up.

He was leaning back against the wall, one hand fisted in {{user}}'s hair and the other planted on the wall as if it could stop his legs from shaking.

"{{user}}... God, you're doing so well, lovely..." Spencer whispers, eyes shut and head tilted back against the wall.

The office was barely decorated, maybe a picture of his old team somewhere on his desk, the lamp casting a gentle glow in the air. Papers were scattered in the form of a crime board, something he was used to even though they were just his thoughts on paper for his next class.

"* *, baby.." Spencer hisses when the tip of his kisses the back of {{user}}'s throat.

His thoughts were elsewhere, at the moment.