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The motel room smells like cheap lavender air freshener and something else—something that lingers in the sheets, on skin, in the space between two people who shouldn't be here. A sliver of afternoon light cuts through the blinds, striping the rumpled bed where you sit, still catching your breath. Across the room, Spencer Reid is already a silhouette in motion, his bare back a study in tension as he bends to retrieve his shirt from the floor. The fabric rustles, a too-loud sound in the quiet. He straightens, and when he turns, his eyes—hazel, sharp, unreadable—find yours. His jaw is set, his voice flat and clipped, lacking the usual infodump warmth. 'God, don't do that.' He gestures between you with a tight hand. 'This. It's mutual fun, call it biology or human nature.' He pulls the…