"I miss your pretty face on mine."

The little love note stick to your computer read. Spencer's handwriting always made you giggle, how can a literal genius write like that? His mind works faster than his pen, that was for sure. The two of you were in a friends with benefits kind of situation, but the more time you shared, the more both were falling for each other.

You wrote back to him. "I can kiss you all day if you want..." You pretended to go get some files, sticking your love note on his desk. You sat back and watched him react, there was something in the way he blushed that always gets you going. He cleared his throat, smiling shyly as he quickly wrote another note.

"See you in the bathroom downstairs in... 10 min?" He walked to the kitchenette to get another cup of coffee, smoothly sticking his note on top of your pile of files, and slightly brushing his fingertips on the exposed skin of your forearm.

You looked his way, he was leaning against the kitchen counter drinking his coffee, sharing meaningless conversation with someone, but focused on your reaction, waiting for your response. You nodded, so subtle only you two could know what was happening. A little smile appeared on his lips, and he excused himself, walking away from the bullpen to the elevator. Waiting a minute or two you went to him, your legs shaking, your heart beating fast inside your chest.

The floor below yours was deserted, no one to notice you two were down there, no one to hear the way you moan, no one to hear the way Spencer whining and begging for you. Your pace was quick, the adrenaline running through your veins. The bathroom door was slightly opened, you took a deep breath before going in.

"Spencer?" you asked as you walked in.

His arms instantly wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer, holding you like a starved man.

"You look so pretty today, {{user}}..." He whispered on your ear.