#i just couldn't resist giffing his babygirl smile

[ohmypuckingod]

17 Mar '24 // NJ vs. VGK ↳ 'Nico Hischier breaks the seal 38 seconds into Period 3!'

[hotch-stufff]

Jealousy

gif by hqtchner

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x reader

Warnings!: jealousy, flirting, kissing, dancing, some suggestive stuff, slight angst, fluff

Description: my Jeslous Hotch fic. I literally cannot stop thinking abt jealous Hotch

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Aaron Hotchner did not get jealous. He had never experienced jealousy before. It was a foreign concept to him. Which was probably why he couldn't place the anger bubbling inside of him when he looked at how the man at the bar was looking at you.

The team had just finished up a case in Georgia and had decided to go get drinks at a local bar. Garcia had even convinced Hotch to join the festivities, but boy was he regretting that now. Of course, that was only because he wanted to be the man that could look at you like that.

He had realized he had feelings for you not long after you joined the team. Your rebellious nature and stubborn attitude were what had drawn him to you in the first place. But it seemed that he wasn't the only one interested in you.

"Wow, that guy is hot." JJ interrupted Hotch from his thoughts. He once again glanced over at you sitting at the bar talking to the man.

"Yeah he is. I mean wow." Emily was on her third drink, slightly tipsy. She began giggling. "Look he's taking y/n to dance!" Hotch forced himself not to look, a scowl settling on his face. Rossi noticed immediately and an idea popped in his head.

"Oh my god!" Garcia exclaimed. Hotch couldn't resist and he glanced up at you. Your back was pressed to the man's front, his hands on your hips, and your arms around his neck. You moved together smoothly to the music. His heart sunk and his brow furrowed even more than before.

Soon the song was over and you were pushing yourself off of the man, giving him a smile and walking back over to your table.

"Hey guys." You plopped down right next to Hotch and stole a sip of his drink, sending him a wink. "What are we talking about?"

"You." Morgan quipped. "I didn't know you could dance babygirl." You laughed.

"Only for you Morgan." You laughed along with the rest of the table. You were like the female version of Morgan, you were a natural flirt and did it quite often with your team members. Especially to Hotch, his blush was just adorable.

"Soo, y/n. Did you get his number?" Rossi asked you. You gave him a suspicious look, he had this ... weird look on his face. Like he knew something you didn't.

"No." You smirked. "I guess I was just too much for him to handle." The team burst into laughter. "Besides, guys like him are just looking for one night stands. We all know that I'm much more than a one night kinda girl." This earned you a couple nods as the conversation shifted to Rossi and his latest woman.

A warm presence on your thigh nearly made you jump before you realized what it was. It was Hotch's hand. On your thigh.

Your breath caught in your throat, and a smirk found its way to Hotch's face. He squeezed slightly before shifting his hand back to his lap. You were slightly disappointed. You'd only been trying to get his attention for about 6 months now.

Suddenly an idea popped into your head, and you made eye contact with Rossi, realizing why he had had that look on his face. He knew, just like you did. Hotch was jealous. This was going to be fun.

"You know what guys. I think I'm going to get his number." You stood abruptly as the girls along with Morgan cheered you on. You walked away, not daring a glance back at Hotch, but you could feel his eyes burning into the back of your head. You made it to the bar and waited all of 30 seconds before you felt his presence behind you.

You smirked before leaning back into his warmth, and spinning around.

"Oh, Hotch. Do you need something?" His face grew dark and your smirk grew. He suddenly grabbed you by the hips, dragging you to the dance floor and remaining the dance position you had had with the other man. He growled lowly in your ear as you moved your hands to wrap around his neck. You gasped softly as his lips found your neck and began peppering kisses up and down, and just about every spot he could reach.

You quickly grew impatient and spun yourself around, bringing your lips together in a searing kiss. His grip tightens on your waist and you whimpered into his mouth. He pulled away breathlessly as a shit eating grin found its way to your face.

"You were jealous." You giggled at his eyes roll.

"Maybe a little." He smiled sheepishly. " I hope that was okay, I didnt mean to just-" you cut him off quickly.

"Aaron, if I didn't want you to do it, don't you think I would have stopped you." He paused thinking about it before shaking his head, a smile on his lips. "Besides do you really think i would go through all that work to make you jealous and not expect anything in return." You but your lip and waited for his reaction.

"You're such a tease." He leaned in kissing you again, softer this time. "We should get out of here." He mumbled quietly, caught in a daze. You nodded giggling once again.

"Okay, Aaron." You grabbed his hand, waving bye to the team, the looks on their faces were priceless, and walked out of the bar.

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The Baddest Machine Gun Kelly X Reader

Word Count: 1,475

Kells POV...

I'm the last thing you want in your life, you keep expecting me to disappoint you, to leave but I am here to stay. You own me it's simple as that.

You are fire I want you to burn me. Like a moth to a flame I cannot resist.

You are broken, a puzzle that was missing a few pieces. Maybe I will carve my own pieces to complete you.

They told me you would be my ruin.

I will let you ruin me….

Machine Gun Kelly told himself he was incapable of love. Fame and fortune gave him everything he wanted even one night stands with upscale pricey hookers. Money can buy sex but it can't buy love, it can't fill the void in his life.

Kells has anger issues, drinks like a fish and does every drug imaginable. Quite a few of his drunken fights never missed the eyes of TMZ. He viewed the world as dark grey helpless as a lump of rock.

When you walk into Kells life like a runway fashion model, he would fall hard and he would fall fast. You were chaotic and beautiful a storm following behind you, your love was a poison. Loving him is just as deadly, you were addicted to his sex like a drug. You couldn't get enough of each other, if you were to O.D this would be the way to do it.

Kells backed you against a wall the heat from his body warms your semi nakedness you could feel the fire transfer to your core. It jumps with a need and a thirst only this beast of a man could fill.

He knew how wrong it was it was so damn wrong but he couldn't find an ounce of fiber in his body to fight or disagree with the action.

His cologne dulled your senses, your breath comes out short from the depths of your soul and your brain stopped thinking. His ocean blue eyes tentatively fixed on yours, it felt like your body was about to be blown into oblivion. You needed his lips to claim yours.

"You run from me so many times yet you crave me with every breath you take." Kells pulled away breathlessly from the kiss lust and desire eminent in his eyes. "I have made you a woman, I can make you my slut, make you wet with need, your body is mine and only mine."

He ran his hand down your erect nipple and down to the to the one place where he knew he could prove you right. You were already so wet where you stood a puddle already had started. The deep notes in his voice sent shivers down your spine and not the bad kind. You couldn't deny the fact that he was attractive despite looking like someone who could ruin you.

Your intoxicating looks drew him in there was no denying that you could easily ruin him as well.

Neither of you had strayed from your current spot. There was an L shaped granite countertop with tall leather bar stools around it. An island that had a sink and a mini fridge just behind it. Two wall length sliding doors were on the other side across from where you were revealing a big back yard with a pool and Jacuzzi already occupied by half naked bodies.

You couldn't lie his never ending tattoos made him a lot more attractive in your eyes. You eyed every inch of his skin trailing your fingers over the different patterns. Your breathing hitched as you both stared at each other in the dark it was if time stood still allowing you time to take each other in.

Kells didn't know was it because you were a gorgeous woman or because he was desperate to feel loved, at least by someone? No it was because you made him feel something again! To be fair though he had his demons and you had yours and somehow that drew you both to one another. Fight it he tried but it was useless whatever bond you two seemed to have was just too damn strong.

Kells POV…..

I couldn't quit you you were already in my veins and it was too late for me to get over it, to get over you. I was already too late your poison was in my veins.

Your POV….

I bit your lip as Kells glanced over at me gauging my reaction as he smiled at me. All I could do was smile back you my head to filled up with shit to form actual words to say. And by "shit" meaning all the dirty thoughts my not so sober mind came up with on the spot.

Kells POV….

I kept my eyes trained on yours taking a puff of a joint. Smoke seeping out from my nose trying to hold on the rest.

"C'mere"

Pulling your face close to mine you could tell in my eyes just what the fuck I was going to do. I blew the smoke out of my mouth into yours giving you a shotgun kiss.

Your POV….

You could tell his eyes had turned a darker blue making you feel shit no other man had before. His voice becoming much deeper.

"Babygirl your going to have fun tonight I promise you that."

Despite the front I put up acting as I could ruin you dissolved to ash. I lost all nerve all the thoughts clouding my brain. "I think I would rather be drunk at least." I stated trying to half joke.

"I want you to remember this moment not forget it."

The sensual undertone of his voice causing me to bite my lip. "Maybe I want to forget."

"Trust me babygirl-your not wanna gonna forget this."

Your lips met mine as you began stripping me of clothing. "Your not gonna want to forget me."  My heart rate sped up a bit from the feeling of your lips against mine. The high was way better than any booze or any drugs-absolutely anything.

God-fucking damnit I could no longer hide the fact how badly I wanted this, how badly I wanted you.

Kells kisses were deep and fluid he knew the right motions to drive you crazy, to make you want him more. His hands traveled down your legs grabbing your ass, workout hesitation you wrapped both of your legs around his waist. Your hands found themselves in his hair tugging as you continued kissing. Making his way to the spare bedroom he dropped you both down below on the silk sheets beneath.

His hands roamed your body tugging at the waist band of your jeans. So much was going on his tongue dominating yours, his hands in a steady grip of your body for dear life. The way his lips moved fluidly with yours, his hands traveling the curves of your almost naked body beneath him. All this made your need for him much greater. The feel of his wet lips traveling down your chest has you near breathless.

Kells hands traveled slowly up your waist, both of you panted breathlessly locking eyes heightening everyone of your senses. There was a look in his eyes that was a mixture of heated and amused. Running a hand up your back he unclapsed your bra with one hand effortlessly. Now he was just showing off "dick" you muttered under your breath with a smirk. "I am what I have" you were fighting a losing battle he had you right where he wanted you.

He was experienced he knew what you liked and you didn't even have to tell him. There was an unspoken connection between you both. Hell you wanted to moan make any kind of noise because of what he was doing to you. He smirked against your flush skin as your hands reached their destination his crotch. Him wearing boxer briefs knowing with 99.9% certainty it would further add to the teasing no doubt thinking he would crack.

You sighed against the crook of his neck "then use it instead of being it." Kells groaned and chuckled in the same breath, breaking away long enough to make eye contact. You were damn near going crazy with each other "oh trust me babygirl-I will."

The next morning all you could think of was how you would face this sexy ass man that ruined you with his dick. Slipping one of his t-shirts on your body the scent of weed and cologne filling your senses. He grabbed your wrist pulling you to him his lips on yours. The kiss was simple but deep catching you off guard. "Damn your a badass". You smiled as he pulled away his nose touching yours. The next words he spoke making you ache inside and out, "my badass."

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