Interrogation was easy to do, when a person knows how to manipulate properly. They have different ways when it comes to getting the information they want — making it more subtle than others.

Today, Reid couldn’t handle it; the unsub flirted away with {{user}} — having no shame in doing it and they were going nowhere.

A sour expression was formed on his face, silently being teased by Morgan until Spencer had enough and excused both him and {{user}} and left the conference areas.

And ended up in the supply closet — exchanging feverish kisses, hands rising and flying about.

“I’m sorry—“ he croaked, his chest rising and falling at a rapid but slow pace.

“Jealousy isn’t really my thing. I didn’t feel jealous seeing you with the unsub… it’s more primal than that maybe.”

Spencer cleared his throat, his back leaning against one of the free walls that wasn’t occupied with supplies.

“But one thing I knew for sure is…”

His hands gently cradled {{user}}’s face, noses gently bumping against one another as his voice dropped slightly.

“He cannot touch, flirt or look at what’s mine.”