#aaron hotchner x gn!reader smut

[supercriminalbean]

Our princess.

Dave Rossi x NB!Reader x Aaron Hotchner.

Summary: Threesome smut. Their little princess keeps playing up so they have to teach them a lesson. (Reader uses they/them pronoun but AFAB)

Warnings: SMUT!! R18 only. minors do not read! Being tied up, toys involved, degrading, praising, chocking, sharing, anal. Use of princess for reader. Men on men action (They kiss and touch each other) (Let me know if I have missed anything)

A/N: This is hot, so hehe. I kinda rushed the aftercare part so Im sorry about that but yeah other wise enjoy my two fav men. Sorry for the delay work became crazy.

Update: change this from gender neutral reader to non binary reader as I feel like it just suits better. Reader is AFAB

Words: 4.5k

“Now princess, I’m going to need you to stay quiet, I have company coming over soon” Dave smirks down at you, looking at you all tied to his bed, spread eagle tie. Your favourite virbarter tied to your thigh, pressing against your clit, small whimpers slipping through your lips. 

“Dave please, I’m sorry” Pouting softly as you look up at him, your heart racing as his fingers tracing down your naked body. Suddenly a sharp slap is laid on your inner thigh, forcing your body to lunge upwards, pulling on your restraints. 

“That's not my name Princess” Dave snarls as he turns the vibrator on, glaring at you angrily “you’re already broken enough rules today, I'm sure you want to stop being a brat and be my good little kitten” 

“Y yes daddy” Small whimpers slipping throughout your words, your body stinging from the spanking he gave you earlier. 

“Aw maybe you do know how to behave” His laughter belittles you, his eyes racking over your body. “But I know better than that, you just wanted attention all day, to bad you don’t get any” 

Ding dong.

“Ah look my friend’s here, now you better stay quiet, I’ll check on you soon, and you are not allowed to come at all” Dave smirks at you, enjoying the view of you all tied up at his mercy. Grabbing the remote that's beside the bed, before leaning down and kissing you deeply.

“Colour?” He pulls away from your lips, studying you closely with concern. 

“Green Daddy” Smiling up at him, nervous and excitement running through your body. 

“That's my good kitten, now you know how to get out of here if it's too much?” 

“Yes Daddy, I just pull this rope here and I can then untie myself” Gripping onto the rope that will undo the knot. 

“Good” Dave smiles, feeling at ease now.

Ding dong.

“Looks like someone else is impatient” Dave chuckles a little, turning up your vibrator before walking out.

~~~

You're not sure how long you’ve been left alone, you’ve done your best to keep quite small whimpers and moans slipping out. You can’t help it, Dave has edged you at least four times, always turning the vibrator off just as you get close enough. The last time you got closer you couldn’t help the moans getting louder, pulling on the restraints as you try to get away from the vibrator pushed tightly on your clit. Ever since you let out the loudest moan, the vibrator has been turned off and that's when you realise you're in trouble.

The door finally starts to open, grinning with relief as you look up expecting to see Dave, instead fear and excitement runs through your body as your eyes land on your boss.

“A aaron” Your eyes widen as you stare up at him, pulling at your restraints hoping you could cover yourself up. 

“God Sweetheart, look at you” A dark smirk plays on his lips as his eyes run down your body, taking you all in. 

“What did you do for him to tie you up a little this huh?” Aaron walks into the room, leaving the door open as he walks towards you. 

“I uh.. Um” Your brain goes blank as you watch Aarons every move, watching as he rolls his sleeves up as he walks around the bed, his eyes never leaving yours. 

“Speak up sweetheart, I know you know how to use that mouth of yours” A snigger rolls off his tongue as you whimper softly. 

“I.. I was being a brat all day to daddy” Glancing up at Aaron a pout playing on your lips, your heart racing away in your chest. 

“Oh just today huh?” Aaron rolls his eyes as he comes to a stop right beside you, his eyes dark and swirling with lust. “Because from what I have seen, you’ve been a brat all week wearing that fucking skirt of yours to work yesterday” Aaron snarls out as he slides his hand down the middle of your chest, ideas swimming in his mind of thing things he going to do to you tonight. “You know you aren’t allowed to wear that at the office” His cold fingers slide over your hardened nipples slowly, rubbing them between his two fingers, a small whine escaping you.

“I I’m sorry Sir” Biting your lip as he pinches your nipple hard, trying your hardest to stay quiet. 

“No your fucking not” Rolling his eyes up at you as he moves his hand up tp grab your jaw tightly. “If you were fucking sorry, you would have been listening to Dave today when he was in charge of you and not being a stupid little brat” Venom drips from his words as he squeezes your jaw tightly. “And if you were truely sorry, you wouldn’t of worn that fucking skirt yesterday and be bending over, leaning against a desk every signal time me or Dave walked passed, are you trying to get us caught, little one” 

“N no no” Your words are barely above a whisper, your breath getting stuck in your throat as he leans down, closer. 

“Then why, sweetie?” Aaron licks his lips as he spots you shelving under his touch. 

“I.. W we hadn’t played in awhile, so I um” Taking a deep breath as his grip loose on your jaw. 

“Oh so you're needy, so you decided to play up for some attention huh, god you're such a whore” Aaron smirks as he slowly moves closer, his lips barely touching yours, and his hold on your jaw stopping you from closing the gap. 

“P please sir”

“Please what, slut?” Aaron chuckles softly as he glances down at your lips. 

“Please kiss me, sir” Your breathless as you ask, pouting softly as you stare at him. 

“Only because you asked so nicely” Aaron smiles softly, leaning forward, capturing your lips with his. 

~~~

The kiss soon turns from sweet to rough and heavy, his tongue parting your lips slipping easily into your mouth. His hand stays firmly on your jaw, as he slides onto the bed with you, his other hand slides down your chest, playing with your nipples make you squeak and groan softly into the kiss. 

Suddenly the low buzzing starts up again, forcing you to thrust upwards at the sudden vibration, moaning softly into the kiss. Aaron pulls away slowly, chuckling as he looks up.

“Finally decided to join us Dave” Aaron takes his hand off your jaw as you lean your head back down, the vibrator being turned up again. 

“Well someone had to clean up” Dave smirks as he looks over at you, a small puddle that's forming under you, wetness running down your shaking thighs. “Someone learning their lesson kitten?” Dave walks over to you, sitting on your other side, his hand coming to rest on your inner thigh. You can barely form words so all you do is whimper and nod in response, not daring to look at him 

“Words kitten” Dave smirks as he turns up the vibrator, earning louder whimpers. 

“Yes Daddy I’m learning my lesson” Glancing at him, a small pout still playing on your lips, even though you know it's useless when it comes to him. 

“Wipe that look off your face princess, you brought this on yourself” Dave smirks, looking over at Aaron who looks at Dave excitedly, before holding his hand out for the remote, a soft smile on his face. 

“Can I, please” 

Dave can’t help but chuckle softly before handing it over to him. “Just behave Aaron, because I wouldn’t mind seeing you in this same position” Dave licks his lips as your thighs clench, Aaron blushing deeply before nodding.

“Good boy�� Dave winks, before moving his attention back to you, his hand trailing up your thigh slowly. “Your dripping kitten, you need us hmm” Dave chuckles as you whimper back yes. His fingers move past the vibrator, running up your slit slowly collecting your wetness. “I bet I could slide straight into you princess, your wet enough that I don’t even need to stretch you, aren't you my little slut”

“Yes Daddy please” Grinding yourself against his hips and the toy, your pussy aching for him.

“Oh you want daddy to wreck you baby?, use your holes until you can’t take it anymore” Dave smirks as he slides a finger in you, groaning softly at how warm and soft you are. “Want me to fill you of my cum then have Aaron fuck it back into you” Dave slides his finger in and out of you slowly, feeling the vibrator pulsing on your clit.

“Yes daddy yes please I need you to use me please, I need your cum in me” You cry out as he curls his fingers,just as Aaron turns the vibrator up. “No no no please, I need to cum” Your walls tighten around Dave finger, moans dripping from you, eyes closed tightly.

“Fucking hold it” Dave snarls at you, pulling his fingers out. 

“C can’t, I can’t, please Daddy” Whimpering loudly as you pull against the restraints, Aaron smirking down at you, before turning the vibrator completely off. 

“W what no no” Groaning frustrated, leaning back into the bed as you take deep breath, trying to calm yourself down again from being edged for at least the 5th time that night.

“We told you to behave, now if you listen to us, we may allow you to cum at least once tonight” Aaron smirks evilly down at you. Pouting softly you nod, tears sliding down your face.

“Yes sir”

“Good, now colour?” Aaron demands.

“Green sir” Giving him a small tired smile, which only grows as he leans down and kisses you sweetly.

“You're so good for us” He whispers as he pulls away. “You're our good little whore aren’t you sweetie” 

“Yes sir” Grinning softly as he kisses you again, only for the moment to be broken up by a loud scoff.

“God you're too soft on them Aaron” Dave rolls his eyes as he unties your ankle, before removing the vibrator placing it on the bedside table.

“No I’m not” Aaron pulls away to defend himself, smirking down at you. “I’m not too soft, am I Sweetheart?”

“Never” You agree, licking your lips as he chuckles lightly, before untying your wrists, rubbing them between his hands. 

“No Aaron you're too soft” Dave disagrees, before standing up holding his hand out to you, which you take without hesitation. Dave pulls you up onto your legs, which shake as soon as you try to put pressure on them a painful whimper slips through your lips, which makes both boys grin. Dave leads you to the front of the bed, where you meet Aaron who is now holding a collar. 

~~~

“On your knees kitten” Dave kisses your neck as he speaks, with  a quick nod you slide down onto your knees.

“Yes Daddy” You slide onto your knees, back straight, hands behind your back and head slightly bent as your doms stand above you. 

“Oh what a good little doll for us” Aaron smiles at you, stepping closer. “Head up, sweetheart” With that simple and soft command you lift your head, and his hands are quick to put the collar around your neck. Dave smirks as he looks you over, all naked and gorgeous, sweating and breathless from the things they have done to you. Your collar around your neck with the words, ‘Property of Daddy and sir.’ Written boldly across the front of it.

“You going to behave for once and suck Sir off princess” Dave asks, walking closer to Aaron.

“Yes Daddy” Smiling up at them as you reach up to unbutton Aaron jeans, gulping thickly as you feel just how hard he is, which halts your action.

“What's wrong darling, you never touched such a hard cock before” Dave teases as he sees your startled look, glancing up at him shyly, before continuing to pull it out. 

“It's just.. Oh so pretty” Gulping as you hold it softly, listening to Aarons softly groan.

“Come on sweetheart, why don’t you put your mouth to better use, seeing as it kept getting you in trouble lately” Aaron smirks down at you, leaning back a little, as Dave moves to stand behind him, his arms wrapping around waist. 

“Yes sir” Spitting into your hand before you start stroking him, listening to his small whimpers and low groans as you tease him. 

“If you don’t hurry up, you don’t get to cum tonight” Aaron glares down at you, his cock throbbing in your hand. Quickly you bring your mouth down, taking it slowly into your mouth. 

Aaron groans loudly as you take him down your throat, leaning into Dave touch, enjoying his soft kisses on his neck. Dave fingers sliding up Aarons chest as he undoes the buttons throwing the shirt across the room. 

~~~

God you love the way he feels deep in your throat, the way he keeps thrusting, the soft groans that leave Aarons mouth as he uses you for his pleasure. Glancing up at him through watery eyes, you can’t help but groan around his cock, the view above you is beautiful. Aaron is leaning into Dave, his eyes fluttering close as you suck him off. Daves hands travel up Aarons chest gently pinching his nipples as he kisses his neck, whispering sweet nothings in his ears. 

“You like that don’t you baby boy, enjoying the way you fuck our princesses throart” Dave smirks, glancing down at you before continuing to suck some hickey on Aarons neck.

“Fuck, they feel so good” Aaron groans thrusting a little harder, making you whimper.

Soon Aaron pulls you off, giving you time to catch your breath, tears sliding down your face as you grin up at him, drawl slipping down your chin. 

“Maybe you do know how to behave for us” Aaron smirks darkens as he helps you up, quickly pulling you into a deep kiss. You can’t help but fall into his arms as he takes control of the kiss, his hands sliding down your body, grabbing your ass tightly as his tongue slides in. Another pair of hands join your body, sliding around your waist as he beggans kissing your neck. Soon you have both pairs of lips attacking your neck, one pair of hands playing and pinching your nipples as the other slides down the mess between your legs, sliding them open before rubbing soft circles on your sensitive clit. 

“God please, I need you both” Groaning softly as you lean into Dave's chest.

“I need to taste you first kitten” Dave nips your neck before slowly pulling away.

~~~ 

Dave strips himself clear of the clothes before laying himself down on the bed, as Aaron holds you in his arms, giving you a small breather before leading you over to the bed. 

“Ready to ride his face, sweetheart?” Aaron smirks as he feels your cheeks heat up, you always get embarrassed about sitting on either of their faces, but god do you all love it so much. With a small nod and some chuckles from your doms, Aaron holds your hand as you crawl on the bed and half hover over Dave's face, your heart beating pounding  as you try to relax. 

“Calm down princess, it's okay” Dave reassures you, rubbing your inner thigh softly before pulling you straight down onto his face, you gasp lightly not expecting the sudden movement. Nor are you prepared for the way he attacks your slit with his tongue, the way he eats you out as if it's his last meal. Soft groans escape from you, as his tongue swirls around your clit.

“Oh god, Daddy” Groaning loudly, as your eyes lock with Aaron, who's watching you hungrily, he can’t help but lean forward, capturing your lips with his, swallowing all those beautiful sounds you are making. 

“Fuck those sounds you make for us sweetheart, so perfect for us” Aaron breaths out, kissing down your body.

“Just for you two” Your soft giggle turns into a groan as Dave's assault on your clit continues. Aaron can’t help his next move as he moves down your body, and onto Daves, his hands sliding across his stomach and onto his thighs before gently brushing over his cock, which twitches in anticipation. Aaron smirks at you before lowering his mouth over Daves cock, licks the tip of it in a teasing way. You can feel Dave's low groan vibrating through you as Aaron begins to tease him, whimpering softly as Dave’s hand leaves your thigh before slapping your ass hard. 

“Fuck” Whimpering softly as the soft burn, sends sparks through you. “Sir, I don’t think he wants you teasing him” Giggling softly, as Aaron winks at you, before taking Dave all the way in his mouth. You can’t help but groan, with the way Dave is eating you, the low vibrations from his own groaning, plus the view you have of Aaron oh god you not going to last much longer. It's like Dave knows you swear, he squeezes your thighs harder, focusing more on your clit as you reach your high.

“Oh god, oh god, Daddy I need to come please” Whimpering as you beg, your legs shaking around Dave's head. But you get no response from either of your men.

“Please, please can I cum I can’t hold it” Your back arches as you try to fight against the pleasure Dave is attacking you with, your eyes meet Aaron, begging him for permission.

“Please sir, please let me cum” Biting your lip as you beg yourself to keep it together. Aaron smirks, pulling himself on Daves throbbing cock, as he smirks at you. 

“That's it then, cum for us your pathetic slut” Aaron chuckles, licking his lips as he watches you let go. Moans drip from you as your eyes roll backwards, your body becoming limp as you squirt all over Dave's face. 

“Oh fuck…fuck” You whisper breathlessly as your body slumps forward, Aaron is quick to grab you, helping bring you off Dave, laying on the bed beside him. 

“Fuck princess” Dave smirks, licking his lips that is just covered in your juice. “God I love it when you squirt for us” 

~~~

“Fuck” You whisper as you lay on Daves chest, his hand running through your hair as you calm down.

“Are you alright princess?” Dave mumbles, kissing your forehead.

“God yes” Smiling up at him, meeting his lust filled eyes.

“Good, because now I want you to ride me, kitten” Dave smirks as he kisses you, feeling how relaxed you feel on top of him. 

“Yes Daddy” Smiling brightly, as you sit up, moving your way down. Gently you grab his cock, feeling the way it throbs in your hand, whimpering softly as you tease it at your entrance. 

“Don’t tease me princess” Dave groans, griping hips tightly.

“Sorry” You giggle as you lower yourself on it, moaning softly as it fills you up. 

“God fuck princess you feel so fucking god” Dave groans, tilting his head as you start moving slowly. 

“Fuck, look at you sweetheart” Aaron groans, joining you from behind. His hands slide down your back as you lean into his touch.

“Sir please I need you as well” Moaning softly as Dave cock fills you perfectly. 

“Oh I know” Aaron chuckles as he picks up the bottle of lube, squirting some onto his fingers. “You just like being filled of cock don’t you, our good little slut” Aaron kisses your neck as he pushes you forward, his hands spreading your cheeks open, before circling your hole with his lubed up fingers. 

“God yes sir” Whimpering softly as he slides a finger in.

“Fuck, your so tight” Aaron groans, feeling you clutch around him. “You need to relax for me, just enjoy it” He smiles as he kisses down your neck, loving the way you give complete control of your body over to them. He slides in another finger, moving them slowly at first before picking up speeding, soon your own movement slows down enjoying the pleasure too much.

“Uh that's not right sweetheart, if you don’t want me to stop you better keep riding your Daddy, come on be good for us sweetie” Aaron licks his lips stopping his movements until you start moving again. 

“Sorry sir, I’ll be good i promise” Moaning softly,enjoying the way he keeps fingering you quickly. After a few moments he pulls them out earning a whine from you, your boys can’t help but laugh at how desperate you are for them. 

“I need you to stop moving” Aaron commands, pressing his cock against your back entrance. Your movements come to a stop, Dave hand gripping your hip keeping you still as your mouth falls open when Aaron slides all the way in. 

“Oh fuck sir” You moan louder as you become fill to the brim. 

“Fuck princess you look so good filled with our cocks, don’t they Aaron” Dave smirks up at the man behind you, who groans at the way you squeeze around them.

“So fucking good, god they really do know how to take cock don’t they” Aaron groans, beginning to thrust into you hard, your body rocking itself between Aaron and Dave, moaning loudly in pleasure. 

“It's funny, how they can be such a brat” Aaron chuckles, wrapping his hand around your neck. “But turns out to be a pretty dumb little thing as soon as they get cock, huh?” Aaron growls in your ear as he squeezes your throat. Dave groans loudly feeling the way you squeeze around him as Aaron chokes you.

“God they are such a slut for us, they don’t care how we use them as long as they get filled” Dave chuckles watching your pleasure filled face. God you love it when they talk about you like this, like you're only here for their pleasure and you can’t help but savour this moment. 

“Just for you” Moaning softly as Dave starts thrusting up into you.

“You gonna fucking cum for us princess?” Dave chuckles watching you fall apart on their cocks.

“I hope not, they have asked for permission yet” Aaron groans, feeling his own orgasm approaching rapidly.

“Please” You whimper, falling into Aaron's hands wrapped around them.

“Please what, kitten” Dave chuckles, holding himself back from filling you up with his cum just yet.

“Please let me cum Daddy” Your moans getting louder as Dave starts hitting your spot.

“That's it sweetheart, cum for us” Aaron groans, kissing just below your ear. 

Oh god, you can’t hold it anymore, feeling yourself come undone as they continue to pound into you, your body shaking as their movements slow down. 

~~~

Aaron gently lays you down on Dave's chest as he pulls out, carefully moving off the bed as he makes his way to the bathroom. Your eyes flutter close as you cuddle into Dave, his hand gently running through your hair. 

“You did so good for us darling” Dave hums, a soft smile plastered on his face as he watches your face lighten up slightly.

“I did good, Daddy?” Giggling softly as your body slowly calms down from tonight's actives. 

“You did so good for us princess, but it's Dave now baby” Dave smiles watching yo in sub spaces after a long session is his favourite. Back at the beginning he knew it was going to be a long road for you three to become this comfortable, but now it feels so natural. 

“Okay, thank you Dave” Smiling as you enjoy the peace. 

“Hey sweetheart, I need to clean you up, you can’t sleep yet” Aaron whispers gently, as he climbs back on the bed, his hand running down your back comforting. 

“Okay” You murmur back, feeling Aaron spread your legs as he takes a washcloth between your legs. You whine in protest as he moves you up just another to slide Dave out of you. 

“Just relax darling” Dave coons in your ears as you cuddle into his even move, as Aaron does his best to clean you up, before passing you a bottle of water.

“You need to drink as well sweetie” Aaron smiles as Dave takes it from him, opening the cap before tilting your head up as he brings it to your lips, you sipping it slowly. 

“Do you want to have a bath tonight love?” Dave slowly pulls the water away as you finish up, you nod in response smiling sleepy at him.

“I'll go get it ready” Aaron smiles standing up, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead before walking out. In the meantime you stay snuggled up to Dave, sipping on the water as he praises you from how well you did tonight. Soon Aaron makes his way back, standing in the doorway watching the two of you, wondering how he got so lucky. 

“You ready sweetie?” Aaron smiles as he reaches the bed, you smile up at him nodding slowly as you roll off of Dave, taking Aarons hand as he helps you up. Aaron is quick to wrap his arms around you as you sway on your legs, finding it impossible to stay standing.

“You okay?” Aaron kissing you softly.

“So good, thank you” Smiling lovingly up at him as he leads you both to the bathroom. It takes a little bit of begging and your soft puppy eyes which you know he can't resist before he’s joining you in the bath. Your back against his chest, head resting on his arms as you listen to his breathing finding comfort in it. You two stay for that for a long time, until the water starts going cold and your eyes can barely stay open. Aaron climbs out first, holding his hand out for you, once you both are out and dried you make your way to the bedroom where Dave has changed the sheets and has remade the bed nicely. Smiling sleepily as you open up the closest as Aaron pulls his boxes on. You grab your favourite hoodie that's hanging up in there, of course it’s Dave. It's a bit tight but you don’t care, it smells like your boys, that's all that matters. A pair of arms wrap around you, kissing your neck softly as he leads you back to the bed. 

“Come on, you need some rest sweetheart,” Aaron smiles, pulling back the blankets for you. Smiling up at him you quickly climb in, cuddling up to his side once he joins you. 

“You two look comfy,” Dave chuckles from the door, making his way closer.

“Be better once you get your ass in here” Laughing softly as he rolls his eyes at you. 

“Is that so princess?” Dave smirks as he gets into the bed, rolling towards you so now you're snuggled up between your boys.

“See, much better” Giggling to yourself, before giving them each a kiss as you settle down for the night.

“Goodnight princess” Dave smiles, running his hand through your hair, before quickly giving Aaron a kiss and they both snuggle down. It doesn’t take either of them long to fall asleep tonight.

[reidception]

—— YOU MAKE DIRTY WORDS SOUND PRETTY | A.H / E.P / GN!R

WARNINGS | NSFW , RIDING , CUMMING INSIDE RAW

NOTES | Happy almost kinktober! I know this is early so it's just, poorly written sex and nothing else ..<3 ^__^

“Just a little bit more,” Emily encouraged as you whined in frustration, the dull shivering of your legs not quite registering to you as you continued to grind on Hotch's cock.

“he's so very close to cumming, come on baby.” she whispered in your ear, trailing her hands annoyingly slow from your waist to your collar bones. “make him cum, okay?”

You nodded in agreement, you could feel it, but still you groaned. “Can't– can't.” you echoed to yourself in particular. You had started the session with bouncing, and now you were merely grinding. You felt pathetic.

Emily hummed, “What do you mean you can't? Baby you've been the creamiest you've ever been down there since our threesome with Morgan ..” she retold, and you moaned at the statement.

“But–” you stuttered out before Emily latched her mouth onto the back of your neck, causing you to stagger weakly.

The feeling of strong hands being placed on your hips wasn't particularly lost to you. Neither was the feeling of getting lifted up only to be pushed back down again. Tears prickled slightly, and a quiet preen exited.

“Fuck,” he said—hotch, your brain reminded you. Hotch, the same man that your wife worked with. Hotch, also being the same man that had been cumming in you since the earlier evening—as he continued with a particular pattern that you couldn't pick up.

“Fuck.” he uttered again, and you felt a prominent twitch inside you and you whined desperately at the feeling of another building orgasm from you.

Emily smiled, teeth digging into the flush of your neck achingly. The good kind of ache though, the kind you could only feel good from aslong as it was from Emily.

She latched off with a pop, smiling softly at the hickey she had been working on. She leaned down to lick at it softly, before trailing up to your ears with a soft chuckle. “God, you're amazing, did you know that?” she wondered affectionately, and you nodded furiously, making her laugh.

“Hey, at least one of us is self-aware ..” she drawled, making lazy eye contact with Hotch, you presumed. “Cum.” she ordered, and before you even knew it, a warm inkly feeling oozed from inside you, causing you to shiver and buckle against both of their grips with a jolt of surprise pleasure.

“You cum too, darling.” she reminded, as you continued to lazily ride Hotch through his orgasm, and you moaned out pathetically. Before cumming, spent and tired.

Emily smiled, leaning down to leave another kiss to your neck. “Alright so.. Orgasm control is checked out of our kink checklist.” she joked and you leaned back to hit her front with your back. “Hey hey– joking! I was joking!!” she laughed.

You only grumbled along Hotch's equally spent laughs, if you could even call them that. “Yeah right ..”

[zvdvdlvr]

i raise u hotch x f!r who was pronounced kia but she comes back?

— Home

— 🧠 synopsis. After being pronounced KIA, reader shows up after a year.

— 🧠 warnings. Foul language

part one

‘‘We regret to inform you-‘’ was the first and only thing Aaron heard before his vision blurred and his hands went slack.

If had happened, his biggest fear: you were never coming home. The only personal effects Aaron received was your wallet and dog tags with your wedding band on it. The flag that the marines handed him was heavy in his arms.

As they left, Aaron dropped his head in his hands and set the things he was handed down carefully on his desk. Before he did anything else, he shut his office blinds and sank into his chair. 

God, he thought, what do I tell Jack? 

— 🧠

It had been about a year since being kidnapped by the cartel your unit was attempting to bring down. One year of sensory deprivation. One year of curling into yourself at night dreaming of waking up with Jack laughing as you swung him around on your arm. One year of thinking about Aaron’s gravely voice whispering a sweet ‘good morning’ right before he kissed your temple. 

“You ready?” One of your longtime mentors/father figures Jethro asked. 

You nod and bit your lip. “Jethro what if he’s moved on from me? What if… he stopped loving me?” You asked, malnourished body shaking from your anxiety. 

The man only scoffed. “Not Aaron Hotchner, y/n. He wears your dog tags, you know. He hasn’t moved on from you, kid.” 

Finally you stepped out of Gibbs’ truck and nodded. You truly hoped Jethro was right. Your fresh uniform was big on your frame- you had lost a lot of weight and muscle after being fed only a meal every two days. 

Stepping into the elevator made you want to cry. The familiar beep of the machine soothed your soul more than you ever thought possible. 

Your stomach did flips as you stepped into the bullpen, hoping and praying that your reunion went well. 

— 🧠

In the year that you’d been gone, Hotch changed. 

He no longer smiled. Ever. The laugh he had with the team alnost every day after meeting you was gone. Aaron had no patience for anything either. 

Emily recalled one month anniversary of your deathdate. Hotch’s eyes were the reddest they had ever been and he genuinely looked like he had just been stabbed in the gut. That day, he had yelled twice at the two cops that had continued to bicker over evidence. And once at Rossi. 

The only reason Rossi didn’t say anything in response to Aaron’s anger was because he knew exactly where Aaron’s mind was: with you and your apparent grave on the other side of the world. 

But she watched your boots hit the ground, hair pulled back into the bun you had taught her all those years ago when you and Hotch first started dating. Emily watched you stand nervously in your spot, eyes scared. 

Emily never remembered seeing you scared. 

Your lip quivered as you made eye contact with her. 

No one else had seen you yet, so Emily sprinted over to you and let you sink into her embrace. 

“Aaron?” You asked, voice hoarse.

Emily nodded, vision blurred. “Go see him, y/n. He’s- none of us… we thought…” Her voice cracked and wavered. 

“I love you, Em,” you said, slipping out of her grasp again. But this time, Emily knew you were alive.

The walk up the stairs made your heart race. 

You brought your hand up to the door and knocked. Below, you could already hear Emily talking to the team. You heard your name, some gasps, and then silence.

“Come in,” Hotch called gruffly from the other side of the door.

You twisted the door handle and pushed. And then you stepped into the room. 

“Can I help you?” Your husband asked without looking up. His head was bent and he slouched, something he always nagged on you to make sure you never did. How far did he fall in one year?

“I wanted to see my husband,” you say, voice shaky. “I heard he was here.”

Aaron shot up from his chair, seat flying backwards. His eyes. Oh, his eyes.

“Y-y/n?” He asked. His hair was a mess; it looked like all he had done lately was worriedly run a hand through it. Your heart ached for the man in front of you.

You stepped forward. “Hi, angel,” you said, taking another step forward. 

“You died, y/n. I- we all… Jack and I-“ Aaron stuttered, tears falling from his cheeks as he watched the love of his life stand in uniform, an arms length away.

“I missed you. So much,” you say, crying now.

Aaron strode over to you and hugged you, letting his body fall slowly to the floor as you cried in his arms. “Oh my love,” Aaron cried, hiding his face into the crooke of your neck. 

You were home.

[mggsv]

Daddy! (Hotchner Ver.)

gn!reader x aaron hotch hotchner (18+)

summary: Jealousy gets the best of Hotch, and he just can’t help himself

warnings: dom!hotch, hard dom!hotch, sub!reader, daddy!hotch, spanking, degrading, blindfolding, choking, crying

“I’m only going to start over and add five more. Is that what you want?” His hand rubbed over the already bruised spot. You panted, legs shaking. You couldn’t see, the blindfold wet with your tears. Yet your sex throbbed. His thumb pressed your hole, his cooing sounding more like sarcasm as it slipped in. “Answer me.”

“No…No Sir-“ You gasp feeling that familiar sting on your ass. “Fifteen..” You whine. Your legs moved uncomfortably around his legs, nothing to balance them on as they dangled. He had you bent over his knees while he spanked you. Twenty! Could you believe it? He’s never went that high before. It all started at work. You went to visit Aaron before you headed off to work, and when Morgan did his usual flirting. You became just as close with the team as Aaron did- so it wasn’t an issue with you, when he did the same to Garcia. You flirted back playfully and even hugged him before leaving. You didn’t see an issue but it made Hotch furious, even after Morgan teased him for it. He didnt show it, but once he showed up to your apartment you knew.

“Fuck-!” you cried out at another smack. “What was that?” He hums, hands going to lift your hips a bit. He balanced you out well, everytime. “Twenty..F-Four.” You squeezed your thighs together, your ass imprinted with the outline of his fingers.

“Have you learned your lesson?” He moves your hair back, grabbing the back of your neck. You take a deep breath, nodding quickly. “Yes sir.”

“Why don’t I believe you?” He raises a brow. Oh that sneaky fuck.. always toying with you. He picks you up while he stands, laying you down on the bed. He flips you over onto your stomach. Your senses were heightened, the blindfold dark. You panted loudly into the soft duvet. You hear the sound of his belt clinking, and it slipping out of the pants sooner later.

“Daddy…?” You whimper. Aaron chuckles. You felt his presence behind you, lifting your hips and spreading your legs. Your sex dripped. His cock rubbing up against your hole. “Is this what you wanted? Purposely slutting around in my face just to be punished?” He groans, entering you slowly, just the tip.. Oh how you moaned…

“Answer me- Come to think of it, I’ve said this more than once today haven’t I?”

“Yes sir..” You shudder, back arching. You moan feeling him slip further into you. You hear the clink of his belt before your arms are pulled back. “Daddy-“

“Shhh..You have an awful lot to say for someone who doesn’t have the upper hand right now.” You felt the belt wrap around your wrists, pulling them together. With a pull, Aaron’s cock slips fully into you. “Fuck!” you gasp, your arms being pulled back, back arching. You felt somewhat scared. You couldn’t see, and now you couldn’t touch anything. But boy did he fill you up so well..

“You think Morgan will fuck you like this?” His hips snap forward, and back- pulling out to the tip. “No sir-“

“You think Morgan can have you on your knees taking his cock like a slut?” he tugs at the belt.

“N-No sir!” your eyes roll, you tried to catch your breath. Your orgasm hitting you hard. He fucks you through it just the way you loved..The way he fucked you hard, slowly. The way he spanked you everytime you took a second longer to answer him- everything felt so good.. At some point he changed positions, with his leg kneeling on the bed as he held your head down into the duvet. How you loved it when he whispered just how much of you belonged to him.

“Who do you belong to?” He leans down to you neck, biting down gently.

“You Daddy.”

“Damn right.”

[hotchs-big-hands]

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The way I would do anything he asked for the privilege of humping his stomach

REAL I wanna ride his tummy cuz that’s more filthy IEUFIDXISJFJ 👉👈

Ofc I’m writing a blurb I caint help it LMAO

18+ only|gn!reader

You usually grind on his thigh, which is heavenly with his strong muscles that he flexes whilst you move. But he’s definitely noticed your love for his stomach. He’s softened with age and for a long time he wasn’t really sure what he thought about that, until you came along.

You’re always complimenting him and when you cuddle on the couch or in bed you love to nuzzle into his stomach or trace your fingers over it. You’re careful, of course, because of the scars covering his torso. But you hadn’t seen his body yet though because he always kept a tee shirt on, including when you were intimate. He was forever grateful for your patience and acceptance that he wasn’t comfortable showing off his body yet. Although, your unwavering affection makes his confidence swell and one day he goes without a tee shirt when he walks into the bedroom where you were curled up on the bed. It made him almost tearful how loving and affectionate you were, kissing his body until not an inch was left untouched.

He knows you love his body, and he loves to see you grinding on him to get yourself off so he gets an idea he wants to try. And so he prompts you when you’re getting it on one night.

You’re rolling your hips down on his lap, kissing Aaron hungrily, hands pawing at his chest desperately. He pulls back suddenly and you whimper in protest. He chuckles softly and holds onto you whilst he shifts back and lays back against the pillows.

“Honey, I want to try something with you tonight.” He says and you’re immediately intrigued. He smirks at you and gropes at your hips. “I want you to ride me.”

You’re confused because you’ve done that before, but you’re nonetheless still enthusiastic. But as you move to grab his thick cock he gently moves your hands away and beckons you with his finger.

“Slide your hips towards me, angel.” You comply, inching forward a bit but he hums. “Closer.”

You’re practically straddling his soft stomach at this point, then it hits you. Oh fuck. He wants you to ride his stomach. He encourages you when you brace yourself with your hands on his chest and with the first roll of your hips he knows this was a good idea. His cock twitches against his lower abdomen as you begin to ease into it now, humming softly and stroking the soft skin of your thighs with his large hands.

“That’s it, grind on my stomach, honey.”

You’re a mess, overwhelmingly turned on by the whole act. It’s filthy, getting yourself off by humping his stomach but you don’t care. You are emboldened when his hand slides past your thigh to grasp his leaking cock, jerking himself off in time with the roll of your hips. You’re not gonna last, and neither is he but you don’t want to try prolonging the edge, instead increasing your speed until you’re whining his name desperately and your body quivers with pleasure. He slips his thumb into your mouth and coos.

“Gonna cum for me, huh? Go on, cum on my stomach, baby.” He purrs and it takes only a little more grinding before you’re collapsing onto him, your orgasm ripping through you as you dig your fingers into his pecs. Aaron moans your name lowly against your chest and you feel the telltale sign of his own unravelling from the spatters of cum hitting your asscheeks.

You both lay there for a little moment as you calm down, then you slowly slide down over his cock with a grin when he hisses from overstimulation. From between his legs you kiss his thigh and pout slightly.

“I made a mess so I’ve gotta clean you up, Aaron.”

He groans loudly and his head falls back against the pillows in anticipation, a smile forming on his lips.

[slutforsilverfoxes]

It's a bird! It's a plane! It's another intentionally suggestive Hotch x gn!reader scene!

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“Oh my god,” Aaron groans, voice muffled by the pillow his face is pressed into. “Don’t stop, baby, please.”

You bend at the waist to kiss the spot just behind his ear and murmur, “Yeah? Feels good?”

“That feels fucking incredible,” he affirms with another groan that reverberates through your body from the point where your hips meet. “What are you even doing back there?”

With a giggle, you mold your hands down his muscular back and explain, “It’s called petrissage, love. Part of my spa day was learning how to give a proper massage.”

“Emily got you that gift certificate for your birthday, right?”

“Mhm,” you hum, your fingers now trailing along the taut cords of muscle that make up his shoulders, the tension practically melting away beneath your touch.

“Remind me to give her a raise.”

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AH tags 🖤 @gothwifehotchner @iyv-ray24 @mrs-ssa-hotch

[h4tchner]

Aaron Hotchner x Reader: cooking lesson took a turn

Aaron Hotchner x gn!reader

summary: Rossi is giving cooking lessons at his home again. During the session you accidentally cut your finger. Aaron helps you out in the bathroom and what starts as a sweet caring moments turns into a heated encounter.

You’ve spend enough time at the BAU now to really feel a part of the team. They had a hard time with a new face like they always had, but luckily you were out of that awkward stage now. They even invited you over to have drinks or dinner. However that night they had something else. Rossi was giving cooking lessons. Apparently he’d done it before and the team had enjoyed it.

You were never the best in the kitchen. Even though, you were good with a gun and great in hand to hand combat, you were still clumsy in the kitchen. It was pathetic and you were a little ashamed of it. It made you nervous for Rossi’s cooking lesson.

When you arrived at his house everyone was already there. Your heart skipped a beat as your eyes fell on Hotch. He was dressed in a blue polo shirt and jeans. It really was nothing special, but you never saw him in anything other than a suit. A suit looked great on him, but this... The shirt sat snug around his shoulders and biceps, making it hard for you to drag your gaze away.

You greeted every one and took a seat next to your boss at the kitchen island. Rossi shoved a cutting board and some vegetables over to you and Hotch.

“I want nice, thin slice,” he said and Hotch laughed and shrugged as he took two knifes. He handed one to you and you took it hesitantly. It wasn’t like you couldn’t be trusted with a knife. That wasn’t the case at all. It was just that you’d cut yourself enough times to know that it wasn’t a rare occurrence and you absolutely didn’t want to embarrass yourself in front of your boss and team that only recently accepted you as one of their own.

“You do know how to use a knife, don’t you?” Hotch said in his incredibly dry voice. A small smile was playing on his lips. One of those smiles that made your stomach make a deep dive. You rolled your eyes playfully at him and grabbed an eggplant. You slowly started cutting it up in thin slices, just how Rossi requested. It all went fine and your heart rate calmed down a bit.

You listened to the banter of your colleagues, laughing when Spencer said something unexpected or when Garcia said something so out of pocket. You were very aware of your boss sitting closely next to you. Almost touching elbows at times. Since his arms were bare and yours were too, you could feel the heat radiating from him. He put his knife down and reached across you, his shoulder grazing yours.

The touch caught you off guard and the knife slipped into your finger. A sharp pain shot through your finger.

“Ouch,” you said and stuck your bleeding finger into your mouth. Hotch pulled back and looked at you, his eyebrows up in concern.

“What happened?” he asked.

“I accidentally cut myself. It’s fine actually. Doesn’t hurt,” You rambled, only embarrassing yourself more. He gently took your wrist and pulled your hand away from your lips, looking down at the bloody finger.

“Dave, where do you keep the band aids?” he asked looking up.

“Bathroom,” Rossi said. Hotch got up, still holding your wrist. You followed him to the bathroom where he finally let go of your hand. The door fell closed behind you two.

“Clean it,” he ordered, so you did. You took some toilet paper and turned the sink on, holding your finger under the cold water. Hotch was looking through the cabinets for band aids. When he finally found a box, you were drying your finger with the toilet paper.

He took your wrist again, bringing it close to his face to see how deep it was. Blood was welling up again, but it didn’t hurt as much any more. However, you didn’t know if it actually hurt less or if all your attention was focused on how his large hand was wrapped around your wrist. He let go of your wrist to use both hands to wrap your finger with the band aid.

“Are you alright?” He asked. You laughed.

“It’s just a cut, Aaron.” Shit. You used his first name. He’s your boss, using his first name was way too informal. If he cared he didn’t show it.

“I can’t help but feel I’m responsible for this.”

“What it’s not your fault,” you said, actually surprised he thought it was.

“You cut yourself when I bumped into you.”

“You barely touched me. I’m just clumsy.”

“There are a lot of thing I could call you but clumsy isn’t one of them.”

“What kind of things?” You twinkled your eyes up at him, a grin on your face. He smiled one of those open mouthed ones and looked away from you. You got him. “Come on, don’t get shy on me now,” you teased. He looked back at you. His eyes slipped to your lips for just a moment. You couldn’t tell how much time went by between that moment and the next.

His lips crashed onto yours, not hard, but you still had to take a moment to steady yourself by grabbing his waist. One of his large hands went into your hair, the other to your neck, holding you close. You broke away for only half a second to catch your breath before going in again. His lips pressed yours apart and you let his tongue slip over your teeth as you let out a small groan. He tasted of red wine and something sweet.

You pushed the length of your body against his, running your hands up over his chest to his shoulders, neck, cupping his face. You felt him grow against you and you pushed harder against him, showing him you desperately want him. He groaned very softly against your lips as you teasingly moved your hips against him.

You slid your hands back down to his belt, hooking your fingers behind the waistband of his jeans, searching for the waistband of his boxers. You pushed his shirt up, your fingers caressing the soft skin of his stomach. He started to become slightly more impatient and began to unbuckle his belt. You pulled his jeans down a bit and ran your hand over the bulge in his boxers. He was breathing heavily as he watched you touch him. You swallowed thickly as you sank to your knees, taking his erection out of his boxers and running your hand over his full length. You pressed your lips against his tip and he let out a gasp. His fingers ran gently through your hair as you took him into your mouth.

You started moving your head and he threw his head back. His hips started move along, a sign that he was thoroughly enjoying himself. Your heard him breath loudly above you. Without a warning he pulled himself out of your mouth. He placed his fingers on your chin, guiding your back to your feet. He crashed his lips back onto yours as he pushed your pants down.

He turned you around, holding you by your neck, kissing your skin between his fingers. He slipped himself into you slowly.

“Are you okay?” he said against your ear. His voice low and his breath hot. You couldn’t speak like a normal human being and just made a sound. “I need you to use your words, Honey.”

“Good. I’m very good,” you whispered. “But I won’t be if you don’t carry on.” He let out a soft laugh and started to pump. First slowly, but increasing his tempo shortly after. The hand he didn’t have on your neck trailed over your chest, down to your stomach. His finger rubbing you, making you bite your lip not to make a sound. He kissed your neck over and over. He grunted against your neck as you felt him release, the muscles in his thighs tightening. He pulled himself out, but his fingers didn’t stop.

You bit your lip as he pushed his body against your back. You leaned your head back on his shoulder, your cheek rubbing across his, feeling his stubble and smelling his after shave. You gasped as pleasure spread out from your crotch to the rest of your body. His hand didn’t stop until you stopped shaking.

You stood against him for a moment, breathing heavily with him. Feeling how his body felt against yours. He pulled away first, pulling his jeans back up. You did so too.

“Everything okay?” Garcia said as you and Aaron exited the bathroom. “You’ve been in there a while.” A smile crossed Aaron’s face.

“It’s all good.”

[ssaaaronmontgomery]

happy happy happy Friday! I’m feral for defensive!hotch coming to reader’s side when a big bad local deputy is being a prick and he’s able to defuse the previously very irate little man without even raising his voice but he’s still so commanding and reader is just like 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 trying not to drop to their knees for him after bc he-llo daddy.

I love defensive!hotch hehe 🤭

This post is nsfw minors DNI*

Aaron is protective of you and will defend you even if you don't really need him to. Whenever he comes to your defense it always makes you want to just ↓ drop to show him how much you love it 🤭.

And the way he can intimidate people without even raising his voice?? I bet he could intimidate someone without even speaking to them. Just standing there all 🙎🏻‍♂️

I would definitely make my way to his room that night to 🧎‍♀️ thank him 🤭🤭. Blowing Aaron as a thank you? Yes please. I think he would enjoy that very much 😌.

He definitely noticed what it did to you to see him like that. It would be pretty hard not to because you can't act normal when he does 😂. He reads you so well. He acts that way on purpose just to see you squirm. He's smirking to himself about it when the deputy leaves and Aaron turns away to go back to whatever he had been previously doing.

You know he knows what's going through your mind but if you confronted him he would act innocent. At first. But then he would relay every single time he made you squirm for him and how he made it happen. He knows what gets you off. And it's literally just him and everything he does or says.

If you end up with his cock down your throat (you definitely do) he praises you for it too 🤭. He loves praising you. He's coming to your defense constantly from them on even if you don't need it. He already did but now it could be over the smallest thing.

[the-guilty-writer]

Criminal Minds PRIDE Fic Challenge!

Here we go! First writing challenge ever and I'm even more excited about the theme. During June I ask fic writers to challenge themselves a little bit by writing a piece that is LGBTQ+ inclusive!!! Don't let the topic intimidate you; If you want to participate, but don't know where to start, there are prompts to help. All the fics will be collected in a Masterlist that will be avalible by July 1st.

Note: if you have accessibility issues with this post (or any of my posts!) let me know and I can send you the information in an accessible format.

Prompts and rules are under the cut!

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These prompts are only ideas to help get you started! You can write any LGBTQ+ centered fic you want! Feel free to modify any of the more specific prompts to your liking.

Prompts:

Character coming out to their friends/family/the team.

Character's found family is more supportive than biological family when they come out.

Characters go to a pride parade/festival/event!

Characters discuss queer coding in media.

Character(s) explains their new, queer relationship to a child.

Character 1's child comes out to them. They go to Character 2 to ask what they wish their parents would have done.

Character 1 is having an identity crisis (gender or sexuality). They go to Character 2 for help.

Character 1 is confident about their identity. Character 2 isn't, so they ask for some advice.

Character 1 takes Character 2 to a gay bar for the first time to act as their wingman/wingwoman/wingperson.

Character 1 is unsure if they're attracted to or envious of Character 2's confidence in their identity.

Character has been dating Morgan, but realizes they're not attracted to men. He isn't sure how he ended up in this situation twice, but it's the perfect opportunity for him to play matchmaker for his ex girlfriends.

Character comes out to the team (or it's just pride month) and Penelope goes a bit overboard with decorations.

For the writers who are intimidated by this topic or unsure if they can write it: write something with GN!reader. It's less intimidating than you think, and it can make someone's day to be able to read a fic they might otherwise not relate to!

Bi and Pan Prompts:

Character 1 has always thought they were straight, but they realize their feelings for their best friend, Character 2, are more than platonic.

Character 1 is in a straight passing relationship and worries about the visibility of their queer identity. Their partner is incredibly supportive in helping them express themselves.

(NSFW) What does Emily really do during a sin to win weekend?

Trans and Nonbinary Prompts:

Character 1 gives Character 2 a gender affirming haircut.

Hotch teaches Character how to shave.

JJ teaches Character how to do make up.

Character finds themselves needing gender affirming clothes. Rossi makes sure they have the best of the best.

(NSFW) Character 1 gifts Character 2 gender affirming lingerie and it gives them quite the confidence boost.

Aro and Ace Prompts:

Character 1 keeps trying to set up Character 2 with people/telling them to find someone to help ease their stress. Character 2 has had enough of it.

Character has a monthly spike in libido and it makes them question their identity. Spencer tries to help with a ramble about science (NSFW add on: and a few other ways).

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The fic can reader insert, OC, character x character, general fic, etc. as long as the character(s) is from Criminal Minds (yes, even the ones I don't write for).

Fics can be any genre and can be platonic or romantic in nature... and yes, this includes smut (I know, I know my brand is ruined. Oh well). You must be 18+ if you are going to submit smut. You all know I love platonic fics very much if not more!

You can write something new or dig up something you've already written! I'm also happy to add on fics that are sent to me after the masterlist is posted.

Tag me in your fic or message me the link. Please list the ship, content warnings, and have a 1-2 sentence summary of your piece! If you have multiple pieces, you can submit a mini masterlist.

Be kind and respectful! Reach out to me if you have any concerns. This blog is a safe space!

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No secrets without lies.

Chapter 5 --- Understanding

Aaron Hotchner x GN!Reader.

Summary: After sleeping with Aaron the reader and him sit down and talk about what should happen next and then what they actually want.

Warning: Mention of sex, swearing, drugs mention, backstory of toxic relationship, age gap. (Anything else please let me know)

A/N: GUESS WHOS BACK!! Yay I’m back and finally posting again for now. Im not entirely happy with this but fuck itttt also sorry for the delay took a much needed break, hoping to get back into a routine soon xx

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“No Jack, let them sleep” Aaron calls out, trying to catch him, but before he could stop him. Jacks barging in, your eyes slowly flutter open hearing little footsteps approach. With a small poof, you feel Jack jumping on the bed, giggling softly, your eyes fully opening, spotting a smiley Jack on the bed with you. Looking up as Aaron comes running in, chuckling as he spots Jack climbing on top of you. 

“Wakey wakey (Y/n) time to get up” Jack giggles, shaking your shoulders making you laugh.

“I'm awake Jack” Laughing as you tickle his side, making him giggle and squirm trying to get off you.

“No no daddy help” Jack giggles loudly, Aaron laughs walking over. 

“Okay you two, come on we have stuff to do this morning” Shaking his head with laughter as he picks Jack up off you. Smiling softly at you, as Jack runs back out.

“Well good morning” Giggling softly as you sit up.

“Morning, sorry I did try to keep Jack out” He smirks at you.

“It's alright sorry I didn’t mean to sleep in” Smiling softly as you sit up.

“You didn't, Jack is too much of an early bird” Aaron smiles, checking you out subtly. Pride fills him as he spots the dark marks he left on your neck.

“Oh I wonder where he got that from” Laughing teasing him lightly. 

“You left your bag here the other night by the way it's on the couch” 

“Oh that's perfect” Smiling as you stand up stretching slightly. You could feel Aarons eyes sliding over you, making you smirk, about to say something snarky but you're interrupted. 

“Dad hurry up” Jack yells loudly from the kitchen, making you both laugh.

“I see he has your patients as well” Smirking as he walks out.

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You're currently washing the dishes after having breakfast with your boys. Aaron in the study answering a few missed calls from during the night. Jack has already been picked up for a play date. While you're cleaning up, you start over thinking about last night. You slept with your boss, how the hell are you going to get through that. Not only is he your boss but he's also your closest friend, could anything make this worse. Last night was amazing, your body has never felt so at peace with someone. The way his words had so much affected on you was incredible. His mouth has so many talents, and you wish you could explore it a lot further. But there's no way you could continue sleeping with him. Hes your fucking boss for one, and crap, if the team is ever to finds out. Not only would they never stop teasing you, but they would judge you, accusing Hotch of having a favourite. People would accuse you of doing it to get further in your career, and that would be the farthest from the truth. You put yourself through the FBI academy all by yourself, got into the BAU which was your dream when you started the academy. You did that all by yourself with no support from your family and barely any friends. To hell, will you let what happened last night affect your career at all. The sex was great but that's all it was. Sex with your boss. Doesn’t matter that you are already craving more of him, or how during breakfast this morning you couldn't stop staring at his hands. Your cheeks heat up, as you remember how good they felt on your body. 

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Time seems to pass by slowly, as you sit on the couch reading one of your favourite books. Waiting for Aaron to finish the phone calls, sighing as you check your phone. It's now 10:45am, He's been in his office for just over an hour and you were growing bored of just hanging around. If you didn't want to talk to him so badly about last night you would have just left by now. Going through your new text message you have received, clicking into Garcia texts, deciding to easily ignore the 20+ unread texts you have from Sean. 

Nerd Queen: So how was the date?

You: It sucked, but the night ended up being great ;) 

Giggling softly, as you could only imagine how Garcia is going to beg for details tomorrow at work. Oh god. Lying to Garcia is easy but, having to make sure you don’t slip up and accidentally mention his name. While you describe how amazing the night was, and how you ditched your date for another guy. You know you could possibly hide it from the team, but from Rossi? Oh hell no. After yesterday it's like he already put everything together, before you had even had sex with Aaron. Your thoughts are interrupted by new texts from Garica.

Nerd Queen: Oh I am going to need extreme details tomorrow my love ;)

Nerd Queen: I still don’t get why you caught up with that dickward anyway last night.

You: It was mainly for his dick ;)

You: I mean if I didn’t I wouldn’t have ended up where I did sooooo.

Nerd Queen: Seems dirty, I love it. We need to drink and catch up on so much. You me and JJ, next night off.

You: It's a date.

Laughing softly, staring down at the texts. You love Penelope, you have grown so close the last few months. She was the one you talk to about the guys you date and what not. Holy shit does it feels so weird not texting her, telling her how you just fucked Aaron Hotchner. You had slipped one night a year ago on a bestie night out, with her JJ and Emily, that you thought your boss was hot, they never let you live that down. They kept teasing you, calling out your daddy issues. Which you had fun at first reminding them that your dad was nine years older than Hotch, which you soon found out, did not help the issue at all. In fact it made it worse. 

Clicking out of the texts from Garcia you move onto the long string of texts, from Sean. Groaning softly as you click into them, immediately regretting them as you read the last few.

Sean (ex): I'm so sorry, I know I screwed up. Can you please text me so I know you got home okay at least. Sent 1:49am

Sean (ex): Oh come on (Y/n) I know I fucked up but please, It was only ecstasy you never use to care. Sent 2:01am

Sean (ex): Look I know I agreed to get clean but I'm not as good as you. Sent 2:17am

Sean (ex): Last night was going so great and sex with you is amazing and you know that's why I took it so It would be way better. Sent 3:42am

Sean (ex): Ok that sounds bad, and I'm sorry can you please message me, I need you to know how sorry I am. Sent 8:22am

~~~

Letting out an angry disgusted huff, slamming your phone onto the coffee table. The bang echoing throughout the room.

“Woah, what was that?” Looking up you see a startled Aaron standing half way between you and the study door. Aaron was watching you, almared, he has never seen you react like that before, and there have been plenty of times where you could have. 

“Just my stupid Ex, trying to apologise but more like trying to make me seem like the bad guy” Sighing, rubbing your temple softly, the stress bringing a headache to the party. You feel the couch dip beside you, turning your head to see Aaron sitting beside you, concern present on his face as he faces towards you.

“You want to talk about it?” His soft caring voice makes the stress ease off of you, shaking your head lightly.

“I feel like we have other things we should talk about first” Leaning back into the couch, your body feels so tense and exhausted from the last 24 hours.

“(Y/n) we can talk about that later, I know you were looking forward to last night, what happened?” His words are firm but gentle, turning to look at you better giving you his full attention.

~~~

Sighing softly, your hands start fidgeting, nervous as you think back to the dinner last night.

“Last night was great, you know two old friends catching up” Smiling softly, as you let yourself think back to your and Sean relationship.

“Me and him, we had a good relationship at first, we started out as friends, met at a party when I was 20, he's a few years older than me” Your mind flicks through memories as you reflect back to all those first you had with Sean. “The party sucked, so we decided to ditch and go back to his place just to hang and um we got high” Gulping slightly as your eyes shoot over to Aarons, disappointment flickers onto his face for a short moment.

“You did drugs?” His eyebrow raised, the disappointment in his voice, reminding you of a parent telling of a child.

“Not often, It was only during my party years and mainly just weed, it helped relax me on the weekends. I stopped before I joined the BAU, I haven’t touched it since” Gulping, shame fulling you. You couldn’t understand why you felt so shamefully, you never did when you shared that information with your other friends. Aaron sighs disappointedly, but smirks briefly, shaking his head.

“I can’t get mad at you, I have tried it before” His bashful smile makes you relax, laughing faintly.

“Really, you got high once?” The surprise evident in your voice. Your eyes are as wide as your smile. “I now really want to see you high Aaron Hotchner”

“That is never going to happen” His laughter breaking through his words. The moment allows you to relax and reminds you that this is your Aaron, your friend, not Hotch you boss. Even though sometimes you wonder if your boss even treats you the same as he used to.

“Aw fine” Smiling, take a breath as you continue your story.  “Well that night we really connected and realised we had a lot in common, so we started hanging out a lot. After a year we became more than just friends, but as our relationship grew, so did both of our drug habits. I stopped myself before I could fall too far into the druggy hole, and made myself focus more on my studies” Your heart starts racing, your palms start sweating. Taking a small breath to help ground yourself. “Once I got into the BAU, he was getting more into drugs, my schedule was busy with studying and with work experience with you guys, I use it as an excuse so I didn’t have to deal with him, because it was exhausting, when he wasn't working, he was at my place doing drugs and wanting to have sex, if I said no it ended in arguments. I was so done” Sighing feeling exhausted, thinking back to it all. As if all the feelings you had felt back then were returning and hitting you hard. 

“I knew back then you had a lot going on, but a toxic relationship as well. No wonder you were exhausted all the time” He smiles weakly, observing you. Your body has tensen up, and you're leaning so far into the couch, almost like you're hoping it will swallow you up. Your leg bouncing up and down, your hands fidgeting with each other as your chest was heaving deeply as you spoke. Your words had been rushing out, not allowing you to get any breaths in. 

~~~

Laughing softly at his words. “Oh yeah, back then I barely had time for anything, I remember once you told me off because I hadn’t slept in almost 60 hours due to I had tests and we had just finished a case” Aarons eyes rolls as he shakes his head. 

“I felt like I was parenting you back then, You had way too much on your plate, and then you were also trying to help everyone on the team with their issue too” He sighs, smiling back at the memories. 

“God I was so young back then” Sighing softly, resting your head on the couch, turning your head to look at him. His face drops looking offrened,

“Excuse me, but you do not get to feel old right now” The offence and disapproval in his tone throws you off, his eyebrow raised, staring at you as he smirks lightly.

“Oh and why can’t I?” Staring at him in confusion, a small smile playing on your lips.

“It wasn't even that funny (Y/L) what made you lose it like that?” You hadn’t seen him this relaxed and happy in a while. It warms your heart, in a way you couldn’t understand.

“You are only 27, I was 38 when we first met, I'm now 43, that is old” His laugh is gentle and full of silliness and joy. You can’t stop the roaring laugh that leaves you, forcing you to bend over, the laugh making it impossible to breathe as all you can think of is. Wow you had sex with a guy who was 1 5when you were born, your daddy issues really do lead your sex life. Trying to take deep breaths to stop your laughter feels impossible, because as you try to calm down. All you can hear is Aarons booming laugh, and wow, the sounds he makes, always seems to make your cheeks feel like they are going to burn. Once you two finally calm down and manage to breathe normally.

~~~

“I had sex with a guy who is 15 years older than me last night opps” Giggling as you bite your lip gently. Hotch tenses up, his facial expression changing from relaxed and happy to seriousness. 

“Yeah I guess we need to talk about that, that age gap is a bit of an issue” He exhales deeply, his hand moves up to rub his temple as stress starts coming back to him.

“Oh don’t worry about the age gap Aaron, I've slept with older guys than you” Your mischievous grin is taking over. “I blame my daddy issues for falling for the older guys”

“I think that's something we should discuss another time” The look of concern confused presented on his face, which makes you scoff and roll your eyes in response.

“You know I don't like it when you roll your eyes at me” He sighs annoyedly, crossing his arms.

“You seemed to like it last night Sir” Smirking at him trying hard to contain the laughter, as he huffs and shakes his head as his lips curl up into a smirk.

“Really (Y/N), seriously?” He snickers quietly, shaking his head. “Okay come on we need to talk about what we're going to do about this”

~~~

You both take deep breath taking time to settle down and get serious about the topic.

“No one can know about what happened between us Aaron at all, It could ruin our career, I worked hard to get where I am now and If it gets out that I've slept with my boss, it could ruin my future career” Letting out a long stressful exhale. Staring at the wall behind him, not trusting yourself to look him in the eyes. You know you need to keep this between you two, for your job and to keep your friendship. You know that's what's best for both of you even if that's not what you truly want.

“I agree, If people find out it could ruin us both, So that means you can not tell Garcia, I know you tell her everything” He watches your body languages change, trying to make sure that this is what you want. That what happened was just a one night thing, a part of him wanted to have you again but he knows deep down he can’t have a relationship with you, even if it would be just sex. 

“Oh seriously Hotch, I know that, our biggest issue is going to be Rossi, Jack told him we sleep in the same bed yesterday when we hadn’t even seen each other naked yet” 

“He was the one who told me I should sleep with you” Aaron groans softly, irritated. Dave loves butting into people's business, it's what makes him a great profiler.

“Wait, is the reason you slept with me because Rossi told you to?” Your eyes flick to him, your face filling with disbelief, “Wow, it doesn't take you much to sleep with someone does it?” Smirking, shaking your head as you tease him.

“Hey I’ve been wanting to sleep with you for a while” Aaron huffs shaking his head, his face dropping as he realised what he just admitted to. 

 “A while huh, how long?” A grin spreads across your face, pride filling you.

Aaron's face fills with light irritations, staring daggers at you, with a playful smile on his face. “Really, that's what you're focusing on here?” He sighs faintly as he notices a flicker of mischief flash in your eyes. “Your not going to let this go are you”

“Oh Aaron, you know I'm going to annoy you until I get my answer” You smile cheekily at him, grinning even bigger when his shoulders drop low and he huffs furstard. He knows you will, it is one of your ‘talents’ it works well on the unsubs in interrogations. 

“If I promise to tell you later can we finish our conversation now” Aaron sighs feeling annoyed that you keep distracting this conversation, wanting to finish it.

“Alright deal” You smile agreeing, taking a breath as you try to refocus on the topic.

~~~

Aaron walks back over carrying cups of coffee, you had decided that you couldn’t continue this topic without caffeine. 

“So obviously we have to pretend nothing happened and just stay friends, at work everything stays professional just like it normally is” Aaron says matter of factly, smiling faintly, studying you closely. Sometimes you grew to get annoyed at him when he would unconsciously be profiling you. You understood that it was hard to turn off and that it is an automation action to do some days, but other times it could easily just as well bug you. 

“Yeah Aaron, all we need to do is carry on like normal, I'll try to cover up those marks you left on my neck” You huff jokingly, feeling aggravated sending him a dirty look. Which results in him giving you a small apologetic smile, a little regret on his face. As he opens his mouth to talk but you cut him off. “It's fine Aaron, all we need to do is not talk about the fact we fucked or ever have sex again and we will be fine we don’t need to stress” You let out a small breath, smiling warmly meeting his eyes. Aarons eyes are filled with emotions, too many to decipher. You feel like you could pick out disappointment, happiness, desire, and grief. Four different emotions that can play off each quite often.

~~~

“What if that's not what I want?” Aarons words coming out too quickly before he could stop them. Keeping eye contact with you, his body slowly relaxes allowing his guard to lower. “What if I don’t want to do that?” The raw emotions are clear in his voice, the care, the affection and concern he has for you escaping through his tone. The passion he's trying to hide, is starting to break through which completely throws you off. Your heart begins to speed up as your eyes widen in surprise, your body starts to tenses up slowly.

“What, I thought that what we had decided was best for our careers” You stare at him, like he's crazy. The confusion and nervousness evident on your face. Swallowing the lump in your throat as you stare at him. His confession, making your own feelings you buried deep down start to arise. 

“No you decided it would be good for our careers I just agreed to everything you said, I don’t want anything to be complicated, but I can’t let us to go back to how things use to be” Aaron speaks steadily, he's not sure if this is the right time to confront everything but to hell if he isn't going to try. He knows from his past just how short life is and how the future is never set out how everyone hopes it will be. 

~~~

Taking a deep breath as you allow his words to sink in, studying his body langues. The way he stares at you, as if you are the only thing that matters in the moment. His finger tapping against his cup slowly, is a sign of his anxiety playing up, you’re noticed him doing it on cases and before important meetings at work.

“Aaron.. I don't want things to get strange between us, you're practically my best friend at this point, I’ve never seen us as being anything more than that… I don’t date coworkers. I have rules about that” You let your words come out slowly, not wanting to hurt him, not wanting to lose the most important person in your life currently. But you don’t want to lead him on.

“I don’t want us to date either (Y/n) I think Im not being clear I’m sorry” Aaron smile faintly, trying to correct himself. Making sure you can’t see past him bending the truth to fit whatever the hell is going on between you two.

“Then what is it you're trying to say Aaron?” You ask, letting your eyebrows narrow in confusion.

“I also see you as one of my closest friends and I know I’m also your boss, so I understand if I’m blurring the lines here but, I like what happened last night and I know you did too” He smirks, licking his lips as he notices your expression changes briefly. Your eyes flicker with passion and excitement due to thoughts of last night's activities.

~~~

“Last night was different, you know I enjoyed it Aaron but” Your weak protests are interrupted quickly by an amused but serious look. 

“I'm pretty sure ‘enjoying it’ is an understatement, but yeah last night was great so why don’t we just keep doing it, we already did it once, so why stop?” He looks at you seriously, smiling softly. “As long as no one finds out and it doesn’t affect our work why should it matter, you said yourself you barely have time for sex due to our job and between our job and Jack Neither do I” 

Your cheeks heat up as he casually mentions sex, the way he just says it as if it's a normal thing you two talk about. 

“You and me have the same schedule so it would be easy for us, plus we both could use a little bit of stress relief,with no strings attached, we know each other well, so we know this is just for now until things changed” Aaron smirks being subtle, when he notices your body langues change slowly as he explains his reasoning. 

“I mean everything you're saying makes sense” You bite your lip gently, gulping as you look back at him. “And last night was hella good, I didn’t realise you were going to be that good at all last night” You tease him lightly, loving the way his light laughter just falls out of that talented mouth of his. 

“Last night that was barely anything, just you wait to see what else I can show you” He winks smoothly, licking his lips letting his eyes glide over your body. “That is if you are on board with casual sex, of course?” Shaking your head slowly at how cocky his voice got at the end, laughing lightly.

“You know it's already a yes Aaron, I could use a personal stress reliever, but if we do this we need to have some ground rules” Looking at him seriously, for once. 

“Of course, what are you thinking?” He nods at you to continue.

“Well for one, oblivious no one can know, ever. Two we don’t do anything when we are on a case, we wait til we get back home and three it's just sex, just friends with benefits no feelings are to get involved at all” Speaking matter of factly, nodding along as you speak.

“Okay, yes I agree with all of that, we just continue like normally, just after movie nights here you end up in my bed, properly now” He lips curl up at the thought of you in his bed again.

“Now that is the only way movie night should finish with you” Smirking at him, as you lick your lips. Happy with the arrangement that's finally been arranged properly.

~~~

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Masterlist : Criminal Minds

Criminal Minds

Spencer Reid x Reader

* = Smut (Minors DNI) II Beware of the TW please

Basically anything from @imagining-in-the-margins but here my very favourites:

Different dialects (Fem!Autistic!Reader. Spencer is trying to tell Reader he likes her, but it feels like they speak entirely different languages.)

Impromptu (Fem!Reader learns some shocking news when a case lands her in the hospital.)

Fairytales (Dad!Spencer comes home to his very tired wife and even more tired child who refused to go to bed without a bedtime story from their dad.)

Growing Pains (Spencer finds unfamiliar lingerie in the laundry. When he confronts his wife, he learns it belongs to their teenage daughter.)

From @fortheloveofwonderland (check her whole masterlist, you won't be disappointed):

A Memory Locked in the Heart (Fem!Reader, eighteen years ago you met a boy named Spencer Reid whilst visiting your mother at Bennington Sanitorium. This time you are meeting under entirely different circumstances; across the table of an interrogation room.)

Mothers Daughter (fem! single mom! Reader, your mother was a keeper of secrets. She kept them so well, for so long she even managed to keep them hidden from herself. And now you find yourself face to face with the love of your life after ten years, you find yourself starting to wonder if you are your mothers daughter after all. Reunion Challenge)

We continue with the lovely @foxy-eva (all her masterlist is worth the checking, just go go~):

Reflections (Fem! Reader, the kindness Spencer Reid shows to a child seems to impress Fem!Reader a little too much)

Lipstick Stains * (Fem!Reader, the shade of your new lipstick is too much for Spencer to handle)

Miscellaneous Authors:

Any Other Weigh @reidsaurora (Fem!Reader, a small collection of stories about the times Spencer told Y/N about how big their baby was getting every week)

The Lanky Guy in Room 603 @samuel-de-champagne-problems (Fem!Reader, Meeting in the delivery room with midwife Y/N)

A Trip to Remember @dr-spencer-reids-queen (Mermaid!Reader, For three thousand years, you’ve known only what the lake has to offer you. No human contact for three thousand years, yet, always being surrounded by them. Everything changes when you meet Spencer Reid)

Dear Theodosia @violetrainbow412-blog (Fem!Reader, Dad!Spencer stays one afternoon to care for your three-month-old twins and reflects on how much he loves them)

Darling & Dandelion @eideticmemory (Fem!Reader, Spencer is a lot of things to you. Your baby daddy, your lover, your best friend, and a massive pain in your ass)

Friends to lovers with Spencer @gtgbabie0 (Fem!Reader, Spencer needs comfort)

BFF @babymetaldoll (Fem!Reader, Spencer meets his best friend from school after 12 years apart)

Wife @specialagentlokitty (Autistic!Reader, Spencer Reid with a wife who is autistic and when she comes to visit the team doesn’t know what to do until Reid comes and finds her sitting at his desk)

10 Days @boldlyvoid (Fem!Reader, it's Spencer's first father's day and he's extremely emotional about the little love of his life that he's only just met. he spends the day with his baby, Edwin, and his wife, crying and happy about how wonderful new little lives are)

Here for you @weird-is-life (Fem!Reader, 4 times you take care of Spencer and one time he takes care of you)

[Not named] @tinyluvs (Fem!Reader, Being Spencer’s girlfriend and meeting the team for the first time)

[Not named] @ddejavvu (GN!Reader, Spencer Reid and s/o who bites their nails)

Aaron Hotchner x Reader

Basically check all the masterlist of @specialagentlokitty but here are my favourites Aaron ones:

Please help me (Teen!Reader, Reader has abusive parents and Hotch and reader are neighbors and reader asks Hotch for help knowing he’s an FBI agent) TW: Abusive Parents

Safe (Child!Reader, Aaron rescues her from a kidnapping but then refuses to leave her side at the hospital)

As slow as you need (Fem!Reader, Hotch x reader where reader flinches) TW: Mentions of abusive ex

Miscellaneous Authors:

Can't Lose You @reidsaurora (Fem!Reader, When Hotch gets attacked during a case and ends up in the hospital, Y/N realizes she can't lose him without telling him about her feelings)

Derek Morgan x Reader

The first time @specialagentlokitty (Fem!Reader, Dancing at JJ's wedding)

Obsession @dr-spencer-reids-queen (Fem!Reader, You’re a target for someone who is obsessed with you, and so you offer yourself as bait to catch the guy)

Like a date? @dr-spencer-reids-queen (Fem!Reader, Your older sister brings you to her work, and you get a lot more than you bargained for)

Spring Carnival @storiesofsvu (Fem!Reader, Sweet time at the carnival)

Placing bets @cafeacademia (Fem!Reader, Since you started at the BAU, you and Derek have picked up a fun way to get to know more about each other. By making bets, the person who wins gets to ask any question they like to the loser and the loser much answer truthfully. But maybe there's a bit more that just a bit of fun to the bets...)

It's Always Been You @reidsaurora (Fem!Reader, When Agent Y/N Y/L/N gets injured on the job, Derek Morgan is the one to take care of her afterward. However, neither of them expected that him simply cleaning her wounds would turn into a love confession)

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Why’d You Have to Wait?

🔥 - synopsis. You get kidnapped on a case. Aaron’s coping mechanism? Self isolation. But when you’re recovering, Aaron wonders if staying away from you is the right thing to do. Jack convinces him anyway. Are things too far gone for Aaron to fix?

🔥 - warnings. Non descriptive torture. Scars. Burns. Very vaguely described mental issues. Slow burn. Friends ro enemies to lovers? Sad hotch. Angst. No happy ending.

🔥 - author’s note. Doing a part two. Hopefully this doesnt flop :)

Aaron had dreams about it now. They were so vivid- lifelike and real. Every time he had them he woke up in a cold sweat, heaving in the bathroom as tears dripped slowly down his face.

He hadn’t gone to the hospital to see you. In fact, Aaron hadn’t seen you since the day you almost died. He rode in the ambulance, but tore himself away from the hospital as he watched the doctors wheel you into the operating room. Your blood had stained his hands, face, and arms for days. Every time the white spots danced in his vision after emptying the contents of his stomach, he swears he can still see the glossy red liquid drip off his fingers.

You were well like. Not only by the team but by Strauss. She had given the team the time off to help y/n recover: sit in her room after another surgery, cheer for her during physical therapy.

Jack loved having time to see his dad after school, but he knew something was wrong after consistently hearing him pad to the kitchen during the middle of the night.

Tonight was no different.

Jack sat up in his bed and rubbed his eyes. He blinked owlishly around the room and stood up. The little Hotchner slowly followed the light to the kitchen and saw his daddy lean over the sink. “Daddy?”

Aaron turned his head and tried to smile at Jack. Aaron knew he probably looked a mess. “Hey buddy. Let’s get you back to bed.”

Before Aaron could set down set down his water cup, Jack crawled up the seat and watched his dad over the counter. “What’s wrong, daddy?”

“I just can’t sleep,” Aaron shrugged, facing Jack with his arms crossed. “Why do you think something’s wrong?”

Jack looked at Aaron as if he had grown two heads. “You get up in the night a lot, daddy. And your eyes are red. You cough a lot too.“

Hotch wanted to laugh. Of course Jack knew something was wrong- he always knew. “Yeah. You’re right, kiddo.”

“You yell when you sleep sometimes too. What happened to y/n, daddy? She doesn’t come see me anymore.”

Aaron shuddered as he inhaled. Smart boy. “She got really hurt, buddy. It’s bad. I guess I just… get scared thinking about her getting hurt,” Aaron admits, feeling his heart beat faster in his chest.

Jack nodded. “Can we go see her?”

“I- I don’t think we should. She’s still getting better.”

Jack furrowd his eyebrows and tilted his head. “But I miss her.”

“I do t- I bet she misses you, too, Jack, but I don’t know how she’s doing. She might still-“

Jack sighed. “But daddy, she’d be so happy to see me!”

Aaron sighed. As much as he selfishly wanted to see you, he couldn’t. He’d do something he wasn’t proud of- embarrass himself, ruin his reputation of being a mentally and emotionally tough boss, ruin your friendship… No. Aaron couldn’t go by himself, but Jack could go with him. Why hadn’t Aaron thought of it before?

“Okay,” Aaron relented. A smile tugged at his lips when Jack’s face lit up. He scrambled off his chair and collided into Aaron’s legs and squeezed.

“Can I sleep with you tonight, daddy? Aunt Jess always stays with me when I have a nightmare.”

Aaron bent down and picked Jack up and nodded. “Yeah, buddy. Let me brush my teeth again.”

Jack wrapped his arms around his dad’s neck and squeezed, as big of a hug his little body could give.

— 🔥

The days were all a blur for you. Now that you were all fucked up, nothing felt right anymore. Second defree burns crawled up the calf of your left leg. Small cuts littered your entire body, scarring and twisting your skin. The worst part was the long, twisting scar that started on your cheek about two inches away from your ear and pulled down to your collarbone.

The unsub, Barney MacMillian, was a sadist. A stupid fucking sadist. He thought he was punishing you for hunting him when he kidnapped and tortured you.

You know the team tried- they really really did try- to cheer you up, to get you back. But the fact that you now considered yourself a monster and how you started to believe the things MacMillian had whispered in your ear as he tore you apart, layer by layer.

Derek genuinely thought your scar was badass, but learned not to bring it up. Penelope just kept rehashing everything- something you had eventually told her to atop doing. Prentiss was cautious, testing the waters. But she eventually got back into a rhythm with you as your best friend. JJ didn’t do anything wrong, she was just really nice- too nice? Spencer was… himself. And you couldn’t thank him enough for just staying him, recitinf facts about burns and scars, knives and blood loss. It was morbid, sure, but you were always close with him and the way his brain worked.

Rossi was the one that kept you together through it all, though. He had conversations with you, long past visiting hours. He talked with you about anything and everything and somehow knew exactly what you needed to hear or talk about. But he kept making excuses for Aaron.

Aaron. The romantic feelings you kept trying to flush away turned into hurt every time Rossi’s eyes flickered away from yours when you asked about him. But you knew now. He didn’t care. He never would. That’s why he didn’t show. It’s the only plausible explanation of why he wouldn’t show up, shoot you a text, something.

So you turned your hurt into anger and stopped asking, ignoring the way your heart would drop to your stomach and how the acid in your stomach churned eveey time you heard his name.

You already had your resignation documenta stored neatly in a magazine in the second table in the nightstand to your right. You were done with it all.

— 🔥

That’s why you felt tears prick in your eyes when you saw Jack Hotchner leap into the room. His little eyes scoured your face, eyes dragging down the healing skin on your face. You heard Aaron’s footfalls stop short at the door. Your jaw clenched and you stared at Jack, waiting for him to start crying and ask to leave.

But he didn’t. He just smiled and leapt into your arms, completely unaware of the physical pain in your leg and body. He just wrapped his arms and legs around you.

You sat still, eyes looking at Rossi, who smiled at you. You hadn’t yet looked at Aaron and didn’t even want to. Carefully you wrapped your arms around Jack’s back, ignoring how fast the tears left your eyes.

Jack pulled back and looked at you with a smile that faded the second he saw your tears. In all of your time (almost 10 years) at the BAU, Jack had only seen you cry once. And that was during a movie. 

“I thought coming to see you what make you happy,” he sad, voice sad. “Why are you crying?”

You smiled at him, sniffling pitifully. “I’m not sad, little J. I am really happy to see you,” you said. You hoped Aaron would hear the sharp undertone in your voice. Judging by Rossi’s huff of a laugh, he did.

“Oh! Well, I brought you stuff. I know you like the Black Widow because she’s really cool, so I brought you a coloring book,” Jack explained as he brandished his backpack full of stuff. You listensed intently, only looking up when Rossi got your attention and nodded to the door to signal him leaving.

Jack kept talking and you were overjoyed to listen. He was a pleasent little man, making your time more enjoyable. He opened up the coloring book he bought and started coloring after giving you a Beanie Baby he had that you mentioned you liked. He also got you a necklace- that Aaron no doubt spent a pretty penny for- that had your birthstone set in it. Jack watched you carefully as you opened it, and he put it on with his chubby fingers. You didn’t tell him that you would have to take it off soon after he left so it didn’t kill you when you slept. Hospital policy or something.

Soon after you finished your own coloring page featuring the Black Widow and Tony Stark making a hero landing, Jack turned on the T.V. and fell asleep.

“Hey,” Aaron said finally.

You nodded. “Hi boss.”

Aaron bit his lip. You stared forward, hand threading through Jack’s hair. Aaron felt his heart clenching in his chest. He didn’t know how you were gonna react when he came by, but he didn’t expect this- this silent treatment. He didn’t really blame you though. He wanted more than anything to make it up to you, to get you smiling again, but he knew the distance was probably better. For him at least.

“Y/n-“ Aaron started.”

You cut him off with. “Jack’s asleep, sir. It would be best not to wake him.”

Sir. You only called him sir if you were mad. Aaron swallowed. He knew he fucked up. Would he ever be able to fix his mistake, bring the old you back? He pondered the questions as he leaned back in his chair and watched the television show Jack chose before he fell asleep.

— 🔥

“Y/n is getting sent home today,” David’s voice crackled through the phone. “We wanted to take her out to dinner, something nice. Are you coming?”

Aaron sat at the kitchen table, checking over Jack’s homework. Jack himself was sitting a couple feet away on the couch. “Probably not. I have Jack.” 

Rossi scoffed on the other line. “She loves Jack and he loves her. Bring him with you.”

“I don’t know,” Aaron sighed. He rested his head in his hands and closed his eyes. “Dave, she hates me.”

Silence. Rossi exhaled and shook his head. “She doesn’t hate you, but you’re giving her a lot of reasons to. Clean yourself up and meet us all at the address Garcia’ll send you. 6:00. Be there, Aaron. If not for her…” he trailed off, considering his next words carefully. “Then for Jack.”

— 🔥

David convinced you all to wait until ordering.

But when 6:45 rolled around and Aaron didn’t show, you just clenched your jaw and ordered a neat whiskey.

[mggsv]

15 Minutes

gn!reader x derek morgan x aaron hotch hotchner (18+)

summary: “Look at that..” He began to unbuckle his belt. “We got 15 minutes.” He murmurs to Hotch. “We’ve dealt with less time.”

warnings: secret relationship, office sex, dom!hotch, dom!morgan, sub!reader, oral ( male receiving), hair pulling, minor degrading, choking, dumbification

“That’s it…you’re doing perfect sweetheart.”

Hotch breathes out, hand wrapped tightly in your hair as you took his thick cock into your mouth. Your lips were swollen, knees hurting from the hard floor, you had been there a while- getting your Daddy off. “Fuck..” he tipped his head back slightly, clouded eyes staring at that slutty mouth of yours while you took him whole.

you’re on your knees below his desk, from any other angle than right next to him, it seemed perfectly fine. But you were there, sucking Hotch’s dick for the morning before JJ set the meeting for the case you all had.

You could see him losen his tie just a bit. If it were up to Hotch you’d be getting fucking right now. He so badly wanted to bend you over his desk, hands full of your ass while he fucked you. The thoughts made his cock twitch in your mouth, a groan leaving him soon afterwards.

A knock on the door disrupts you. You halt and stare up at him in alarm, but we’ll he does is pat your cheek. “Keep going.” He says lowly.

“Come in.”

“Hotch, we got a case- Florida.” JJ, as you expected. Your tongue swirled around his thick head. You could hear Hotch give a small cough, but his eyes were on JJ. You watched him nod, “How bad is it?”

“Bad as it’ll get. I’m gonna need the team on the jet, we can go over the case on the way.” She chuckles, placing a file in his desk, you could see the vanilla colored ends of the file while he reached for it. “Thank you.” He whispers, your head lowering as your tongue licked a long strip down the veins of his cock. You kissed gently, licking up the saliva you had coated it with just moments before.

“Hotch-“ you heard Morgan’s voice pipe in. Your sex throbbed as you started to touch yourself between the legs, earning a slight disappointed look from Hotch.

“Morgan. JJ could you give us some privacy please?.” Your head moved faster, feeling Aaron’s cock twitch in your mouth. Your hand slipped into your pants, starting to touch yourself. Once you heard the door shut, He lets out a small moan. His eyes weren’t on you though, they were on Morgan, whom he motioned forward. You let up as Morgan came into view, giving you a small smile.

“Look at that..” He began to unbuckle his belt. “We got 15 minutes.” He murmurs to Hotch.

“We’ve dealt with less time.”

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“Ah- Fuck..” Your hips buck against the cool desk as Morgan’s cock slammed into you. Your whimpers grow desperate, desperate for release neither of them granted. You were laid out completely across the desk on your back. On one side Morgan fucked into you, fast, and the other, Hotch rutting his cock onto your face while he choked you. “Close sweetheart?” He whispers, looking down at you. You were seeing stars. “Yes- Yes please Daddy..” your voice rasped.

You gasp for air, feeling Hotch’s hand release for just a moment before tightening. He holds your head up at a more comfortable angle while he slipped in and out of your mouth sloppily. Derek’s thrusts became heavier, his groans spilling fluently while he tried to rush your orgasm. That pool in your stomach was burning. “Look at that..made for me.” He murmurs.

Hotch’s cum splattered on your face before you could even process. You gasped, your back arching feeling Morgan’s cock press deeper into you. Hotch’s hand was still around your throat, his cock slapping your face to smear what was already there. Morgan’s next groan made your body burst. Your legs shook violently, Hotch’s hand never letting up. Your eyes fluttered shut as your hips bucked sadly against Morgan’s strong hands that kept them spread.

You mumbled incoherently to them as Hotch released your throat, quickly leaving a loving kiss on your lips. Morgan’s thick cock slipped out of your leaking hole, his hands rubbing the soon to be marks on your inner thighs. “Baby? Talk to me.” His hands smoothed out your body while they rode higher and higher up your torso. Your body relaxed into the polished wood while there was a knock at the door.

“Hotch? Morgan? Cmon we’re about to take off.” You hear JJ call. The air felt thick as you caught your breath. You drowned out Aaron and Derek’s voices as they talked to each other, and whispered to you. That feeling of Morgan’s warm hands on your body- rubbing you into comfort, and Aaron’s sweet voice close to your ear while he did the same. It was your favorite part, their hands on you after fucking you dumb over Hotch’s desk.

“Hotch-“

“You go..I’ll catch up, alright?” They share a small kiss. Morgan leans down to peck your swollen lips, “I’ll see you when I’m done sweetheart.”

[hotchs-big-hands]

OMG I just thot of a quick thing. This is Aaron Hotchner x gn!reader. Minors DNI nsfw 18+

Many ppl, including myself, have written about reader trying to get themselves off in their hotel room and being interrupted by Aaron knocking on their door and, seeing the state they’re in, smut ensues. But what about reader interrupting AARON when HE’S the one trying to get himself off in his hotel room 🫣

512 words

Aaron’s settled back against the headboard of the hotel bed, his back slumped. His shirt is unbuttoned and disheveled, his tie and jacket long gone and his chest and stomach glisten with perspiration of sweat. His slacks are down to below his knees, his boxers stretched around his thighs as his hands palm at his thick cock and straining balls.

He breathes heavily, groaning quietly as his thumb swipes the bead of precum and smears it over his length, lubricating the movement. He feels dirty, he’s tried so hard not to let his mind wander, but it was in vain. And so his mind thinks of you, your pretty face, your voice that he’ll never grow tired of hearing, your everything. He knows he shouldn’t be thinking of you, especially in such a way as this, but he can’t resist anymore. He imagines your bodies pressed together as you grind where you both meet, his lips on your neck as he marks it with his teeth. You’d sound so pretty moaning his name, eyes full of adoration for him.

He hisses when his cock jolts at the thought of painting yours and his body with his cum, trailing his fingers through it and feeding some of it to you. He’s close, hips bucking up from the bed as he grows louder, your name tumbling from his mouth.

And then there’s a knock on his door.

“Oh, fuck.” He utters out breathlessly and fumbles to sit up and stuff his throbbing erection back into his boxers, the burn of his orgasm being denied making him shake. “J-Just a moment, please!”

He stumbles to his feet, pulling his trousers up and fastening them and begins to mess with the buttons of his shirt as he messily fixes them. He tries in vain to smooth out the prominent bulge pressing against his fly, gritting his teeth and with a sigh, he approaches the door and unlocks it.

“Is everything oka…y?”

His words die in his throat when he comes face to face with you and you take in his clearly disheveled appearance, at least as much that was visible behind the door. Your eyes are slightly wide, brows raised and he opens his mouth to spout an excuse, but there’s nothing.

“Sir, I just… wanted to check in on you. You seemed stressed even after the case was finished and you weren’t answering your phone so…” you said softly and he cleared his throat.

“I-I suppose I was a bit tense.”

You stepped closer to him and gaze into his deep brown eyes.

“I…maybe I could help you. I, uhm, I could hear you…”

If it wasn’t for the flush on your cheeks and the way you were looking at him, Aaron was certain he would have ceased to exist from the mortification that he was loud enough to be heard. Instead, he hums and pulls the door open wider, revealing his lower half to you.

“Mmm, I suppose you deserve an explanation.”

And it certainly does end up as one hell of an explanation.

[slutforsilverfoxes]

Prejudice & Pride

[A/N: Me: has a terrible interaction with a tech. Me immediately after escaping from said interaction: starts drafting Hotch feat. praise kink bc he Would Not Stand For This 🥺 It’s consequently more fluff than my other kinktober posts, pls indulge me]

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x gender neutral reader (praise kink)

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Aaron can’t help the smile that graces his face when he walks in to find his apartment smelling like your newest candle obsession, bought on a whim during a recent excursion to the mall because it sniffs like your cologne. He spots the key he had given you on the hook by the door, the smile on his face widening when he drops his own set of keys beside it. “Honey?” he calls out into the dimly lit space. “We caught a tailwind, so I’m back early.”

“Living room,” you answer, tone void of your usual excitement to have him home with you.

“Hey,” he croons upon entering the living room, noting a half-empty bottle of moscato on the table by the melting candle and your body bundled up on the couch. “Rough day?”

With a sniffle, you part with your wine glass and look up at him with a pout that tugs at his heartstrings. “Fucking shit day. I’m so happy you’re home,” you sigh, reaching your hands up toward him.

Aaron takes the hint, shedding his suit jacket and loosening his tie before lifting you into his arms and settling on the couch with you in his lap. His hands immediately go to work, one softly scratching along your spine, the other carding through your hair.

“Baby,” you whisper, tracing his lips with your index finger before pressing a kiss to the corner of his mouth. “I know you found the missing kiddos, but are you okay? Cases with kids are always hard on you.”

“Oh, angel,” he sighs, pausing his soothing patterns to give you an affectionate squeeze. “I’m glad they’re home safe with their parents.”

“You’re so good at what you do, Aaron,” you say, voice wavering with awe and a hint of sadness, if he’s not mistaken. “I’m so, so proud of you.”

He brushes a strand of hair off your forehead before tilting your chin up until your gaze meets his. “Did someone make you feel like you’re not?”

“See?” you ask, bottom lip trembling. “You’re a damn good profiler.”

“Tell me what happened.”

You launch into a blow by blow recounting of your no good, very bad day from only getting to down two sips of your coffee before being pulled into a case to working with a technician who made you feel downright incompetent. “-and the thing is, the thing is, I was alone in the OR with my patient- anesthetized okay?”

“I’m following,” Aaron says with a nod, swiping at the errant tears of frustration running down your heated cheeks.

“So clearly I know what I’m doing, right?”

“Of course you do,” he’s quick to affirm, lips tugging into a frown at the doubt blanketing your words.

“And he was fine. Stable throughout, no issues in recovery or anything. And she was kind of nice to me afterwards? I don’t know,” you sigh, voice dropping low while you distract yourself playing with his tie. “I just felt really stupid about every little decision I made. Maybe I’m not cut out for this field.”

“Excuse me?”

You balk at the subtle growl in Aaron’s voice, looking up at him meekly. “Aar, I-”

“I know you didn’t work your ass off to get into this program, spend sleepless days and nights studying, and rack up hours upon hours of experience at the hospital just to let one technician’s shitty attitude dissuade you from following your dreams.”

Overcome with emotion, tears pool in your eyes again and you shake your head at his much needed tough love.

“This-” He cups your face in his large hands before continuing, “This is your passion, baby. You were meant to do this, to help and heal those who need it most. And you are not going to let others’ bitterness stand in your way. Am I clear?”

Managing to muster up a smile, you nod and respond, “Clear, Unit Chief Hotchner, sir.”

“I’m serious.”

“I know you are. You have your Hotch frown on,” you tease, swiping your thumb across his downturned bottom lip.

His frown deepens at your playful ribbing, and he rises abruptly so that you’re forced to wrap your legs around his waist and cling to him while he strides purposefully down the hallway towards the master bedroom. “You don’t understand how serious I am about this,” he accuses, and you dot his neck with kisses while assuring, “No, no, I definitely do, and I appreciate you for it.”

“But your confidence is still shaken,” he intuits, and he can feel the sigh that rattles through you in response. “Well that simply won’t do, sweetheart.”

__________

“Say it,” Aaron growls out, a bead of sweat dripping from his forehead onto your flushed chest when his hips meet yours again.

You let out a pitiful moan, raking your nails down his back at the overwhelming sensation of fullness.

“Say. It.” He repeats the command, each word punctuated with a harsh thrust that has you seeing stars.

“I’m smart,” you rasp out, thighs quaking in their elevated position. Aaron has you nearly folded in half, knees practically pressed to your chest while he rails you like he can imbue confidence into you with his cock alone.

“And?” he prompts with another gasp-inducing drive of his hips.

“I’m good at what I do?” you offer quietly, somehow succeeding in looking sheepish while he splits you in half.

He pinches your nipple harshly and you cry out, now meeting his fiery gaze with one of your own. “Was that a question or a statement?”

“I’m good at what I do,” you amend, tugging on his hair as he fucks you without abandon.

“That’s it, baby,” he croons, bending down to swipe his lips across yours. You whimper into his mouth, the change in angle somehow helping him drive even deeper into your spent body. He nibbles on your bottom lip before pulling back with a satisfied grin. “You’re brilliant, aren’t you, my little doctor?” Tucking your chin between his thumb and index finger, he moves your head into a nod. “You’re only dumb when you’re drunk on my cock.”

A moan falls past your parted lips at that, and Aaron laughs low in his throat. “Poor thing,” he tuts, “I’m amazed you can string full sentences together right now.”

“Can’t,” you cry in response. “Need you. Need you to fill me up, Daddy, please.”

He takes your ankles in his hands and wraps your legs around his torso, stalling his movements with his hips flush to yours. “You want Daddy to be nice to you?”

Driving your heels into his lower back, you moan, “Oh god, yes.”

“Are you going to be nice to yourself, little one?” Desperate for release, you sniffle and nod diligently. Aaron sucks a bruising kiss into the sensitive skin at the junction of your neck and shoulder and growls out, “Promise?”

“Promise,” you answer immediately, breathless.

“Did so well for me, baby, so well,” he praises, his hand moving between your bodies to expertly take you over the edge, and you cling to him like your life depends on it as fireworks explode behind your closed eyelids. “My good little love. So smart, so beautiful, so perfect.”