Summary: The day after a dirty dream involving two of her coworkers, the reader finds herself alone with the exact two subjects of her dream. Aaron Hotchner and Spencer Reid do their best to make her dream a reality.
Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x (female) Reader x Spencer Reid!
Warning: 18+ for language and VERY SMUTTY SMUT!
Includes: A dirty dream leading to a dirty night, threesome, dirty talk, nicknames, very smutty behavior by all three participants ;)
Word Count: 4.5k
A/N: This is posted on my ao3 (ssahotchwife)! Okay the word length got away from me, but i COULDNâT stop!! I hope you guys like this one, it was definitely something new for me. Let me know what you think! and happy feral spring break to you! AO3 Link
It was official. You were absolutely going to be fired. At least, thatâs all you could think as you slammed the car door on your cardigan. Again. Expletives flew left and right from your mouth as you unlocked your door and pulled your sweater free for the second time. From the moment you had woken up it had already been an incredibly weird day. Itâs not like you woke up from a dream moaning the names of your coworkers every day. Thatâs right, names. As in more than one. You had no idea how you were supposed to look at Aaron or Spencer today, let alone get any work done after that mental gymnastics youâd done last night.
Youâd always thought that threesomes seemed like theyâd be more work than their worth. But after that dream youâd had last night, well letâs just say youâd be more than willing to put the work in if it was anything like how you dreamt it.
Iâm curious how you imagine Y/N to look.
I used This Link to make my default Y/N and my Dora Y/N.
The link is more Female reader orientated so you donât have to use the link if you identify as GN / M / FTM / MTF / Fluid.
Have a look around and then post your Y/N persona (Y/N-ona?)
Hereâs mine:
Name: I just call her Y/NâŚ
Age: 30
Love Interests: Bucky / Steve / Sam / Thor / Loki /Any MCU Female because theyâre worthy of worship.
Name: I just call her Dora / Y/N
Age: 20 - 24ish
Love Interests: Bucky / Sam / Okoye / Ayo / Crushing on M'Baku
Letâs play: @mypalbuck @plaidconvers @thiddlestoff @killerbumblebee @freigeistundanderes @jhiddles03 and anyone else who want to! Show meee!
age: it usually depends (like if my LI is peter parker) but typically somewhere in the 20s around my real age
love interests: steve rogers, peter parker, (am i allowed to list sylvain and dimitri from fire emblem and usui takumi from an anime bc if so⌠yes), bucky barnes, and is it too early to say shang-chi?
thank you for tagging me dya!!! this was super funđ
both are post-endgame yn, but the first is the shield agent who ran away after the organization fell but survived the snap (also 100 percent unhinged and chaotic) and the second is natâs best friend who was an avenger and got snapped away
age: usually around 24, because im strangely attached to it
love interests: bucky, sam, and wanda
this was so much fun omg so iâm tagging @adorkably @mandonnan @midnightf @mickey-henry @spaceodditybarnes @subtlebucky @bitchassbucky @balenciagabucky no pressure ofcđđ
thank you for the tag love!! mmm okay idk why iâm nervy?
literally just me. but this is how i envision the reader when i write. a more put together version and a chilled out one (she has glasses bc so do i most of the timeđ)
name: harman, sweetheart, doll, baby, pretty girl, sweets, darling, the list goes on and onâŚ
age: in her 20s
love interests: sam, bucky, steve, frank castle, ransom, andy barber (is this just supposed to be everyone i like idk)
tagging: @balenciagabucky @fairyevans @buckyhoney @babyboibucky @buppybucky and anyone else who would like to do this!
aw, this idea is so cute! idk why this is scaring me a lil bit. my default y/n resembles me, but it really depends on the fic. so yeah, ily :) (this projection is for when i am reading, not writing <3 in my works; y/n is not described)
name. em, doll, baby, any form of ironic nicknames in a joking way (sarcastic âloserâ âstupidâ etc).
i imagine her as very extroverted and talkative, loves music and science
age. in her 20â˛s
love interests. bucky barnes, steve rogers, loki laufeyson, spencer reid, tom riddle, sirius black etc. (im sorry i cant think of them all:/)
âAre you trying to get real with me this early in the morning?â â Thomas Gibson as David McMillan in Love and Human Remains (1993) dir. Denys Arcand
a/n:Â if you are under the age of consent in your country, please pop on over to the sfw version! it has been modified to cover all of the character development that happens while these two chatty cathies are gettin down ân dirty with it. this has been my favorite ajf fic to write so far, and will conclude the berry hill section of the story. weâll have two more fics that take place in 2011 following this one, but they wonât be so explicitly part of this arc - just fun little early-relationship âweâre still keeping this from the teamâ moments. i am SO excited to share this with you.
words: 11.5k
warnings: smut (oral w/ reader receiving, fingering, thigh riding, Emotional Sexâ˘, p in v penetration, a little bit of begging, a little bit of dom!hotch, beard!hotch, (discussed and safe) sex sans condom, hickies/bruises, dirty talk), language, light drinking/alcohol use
summary: âforgiveness is an act of the will, and the will can function regardless of the temperature of the heart.â - corrie ten boom. au!september 2011
Summary: Y/N is with the BAU in Seattle, working on a serial arsonist case. But the tension is too high for Y/N to ignore her feelings for her boss and her coworker. She was worried about having to choose between them, but then she realizes she doesnât have to chose.
The team was on a case in Seattle. You had been with the BAU for 5 months now, but you still couldnât get used to the plane rides, you were terrified of heights. You sat next to JJ, gripping her hand, and keeping your eyes closed as to not look out the window. She was used to it, you always held her hand when it came to flights, it didnât faze her, she was just glad to help.
Hotch kept an eye on you, he knew you were a nervous flyer. Everyone said he took a liking to you. You didnât see it, but people have been saying it since your first week there. âY/N?â You heard Hotchâs voice. You looked over to him and he gave you an assuring glance. Making sure you were ok. You responded with a smile, and his face seemed to ease as he turned back to the rest of the team.
You listened to Hotchâs soft voice, explaining the case and you kept your eyes shut. He was briefing everyone about who we were dealing with. âSeattle called us in to help with a serial arsonist case, he has burned down 4 buildings in the past 2 weeks, and his cool down, they believe, is getting shorter.â Hotch said, âWere there any casualties?â JJ spoke up, Morgan sighed, âSo far, 24 victims.â The silence was deafening, âThen we need to catch him.â Hotch finally broke the silence.
As soon as you landed, you were being shuttled off to the precinct, you sat in the passenger seat as Hotch drove, Reid sitting in the backseat talking about the case.
The precinct was busy, officers running around with papers and files. You stuck to Spencerâs side, as you normally did, ever since you joined the Bureau, you and Spencer had been close. You remember exactly how your first day went, and how Reid had stuck up for you when Morgan had asked if you were lost.
The police chief walked up to the team, âHello Iâm Agent Jareau, we spoke on the phone.â JJ introduced herself, âI am unit chief Hotchner, this is agent Rossi, Prentiss, Morgan, Y/L/N, and Dr. Reid.â Hotch said, introducing the rest of the team, the officer extended his hand, âIâm officer Barnes, thank you for coming so quickly.â He forced a smile.
âDo you have a space for my team to set up?â JJ asked Barnes, he nodded and motioned for us to follow him.
He led us to a big conference room where there were already two boxes of files about the case, âThis is about all we have.â He said sheepishly, âWe donât get much like this around here.â He pointed out, Hotch nodded, âI want Reid and JJ looking over the evidence here, Morgan and Prentiss I want you to go talk to the victimâs families, focus on the first fireâs victims, and Y/N, Rossi and I will go to the crime scene.â Hotch gave everyone roles.
You, Hotch and Rossi headed over to the scene of the last fire, there was already a perimeter taped off and local officers were waiting for us. Hotch took control of the scene and went to introduce himself to the lead officer while you and Rossi stayed back, looking at the charred building in front of you.
You and Hotch looked through the burnt remains of the building, there was garbage all over the floor. You noticed there was a chain over the back door cutting off any escape route through the back. âHotch, come check this out.â You said, beckoning him over. âWhoever torched this place, wanted to make sure no one got out.â He mumbled, Rossi joined at your side, âHe locked up the back door, cutting off the only other way to get out.â You said softly, âBecause he planned the front exit would be the first to burn.â Rossi stated, turning around, and imagining the scenario. âWhich means this wasnât just about fire⌠he wanted to kill.â You sighed out.
âThe only person that survived was the bartender, heâs right over there.â The lead officer told us, as you and Rossi headed over. The bartender watched you two approach. âHello, Iâm agent Y/L/N this is agent Rossi.â You introduced yourself, âYou were here the night of the fire?â You asked softly, not wanting to bring back any bad memories for him. He nodded silently. âWalk us through what happened, if you can.â Rossi cut in.
âIt was a normal night, we werenât busy, we normally arenât on weekdays. I left the new guy behind the bar while I went out for a smoke. I heard the alarm go off and then I saw the fire, I couldnât get back in because the door was blocked.â He said, almost as if he was reliving that night. âDid you notice anyone out of the ordinary?â you asked, âMaybe someone acting weird or someone you had never seen before?â He thought about it, âI mean not really, we were pretty quiet. Most of my regulars were there. I mean there were a few people I didnât recognize.â He said, looking over to you. âBut no one stuck out?â he shook his head. âThank you.â You said, giving him a comforting nod.
You and Rossi joined up with Hotch, who was talking with the police. The officer was explaining the night that he responded to the call. He was tearing up, âItâs a small town yâknow? Everyone knows everyone here. We all lost family in that fire. I got here and it was too late.â He said, his voice breaking near the end. Hotch nodded, âDid you see anyone leaving the scene? Or someone standing by and watching?â You prodded, he took a moment to think about it, âWe were all pretty hectic, I think itâs fair to say we all had tunnel vision. We were only focused on the fire and getting the civilians out.â He admitted, you nodded understandably. âThank you for your time.â Hotch said as he grabbed your elbow and directed everyone away for the officer.
You, Hotch and Rossi were in the SUV on the way back to the precinct. You had the back seat all to yourself as Hotch drove and Rossi sat in the passenger seat. You couldnât make out what they were saying but you could hear quiet talking, you felt like a child sleeping in the back while your parents talked up front.
The ride was short as the town was pretty small, around 15 minutes later, the car was pulling up in the parking lot and Hotch was opening the door for you to get out. You thanked him and gave him a warm smile as you hopped out of the car. The three of you walked through the parking lot and into the building, flashing your badges to the woman at the front desk as you walked by her.
You joined up with Reid and JJ in the conference room where the PD had the team set up, the files had been neatly organized on the board and Reid was staring down a map, drawing random lines and circling things that didnât make sense to you. You came up to stand beside Reid and he looked down at you, shooting you a quick smile. You couldnât help but smile back, whenever he smiled at you it made you feel safe and happy.
âWhat did you guys find at the crime scene?â JJ asked, turning towards Rossi and Hotch, âWell he cut off access to the back door, we found a chain across the door. So, his intent was to kill.â Rossi said, Reid frowned, âWe profiled him like an arsonist, but with an intent to kill, thatâs not an arsonist, they donât do it for the kill they do it for the fire.â he said, clarifying for the police officer in the room with them. Hotch nodded, âSo what are we thinking?â JJ asked, âWell, heâs setting fires for a mass kill, but heâs not doing it personally, face-to-face, which makes me believe itâs not personal, if it was, he would want to do it himself.â Hotch said, âOr he might have a disability that makes him unable to do it himself, we could profile him like a school shooter?â Reid suggested, Hotch nodded slightly. âThat would make sense, mass kill, efficient.â Rossi pointed out. âJJ, tell them we are ready for a profile.â Hotch said, she nodded and headed out to let them know.
Hotch walked by your side, one hand on the small of your back, guiding you to stand beside him. You shivered under his touch. âWe believe we are looking for a white male, in his late 20s. Since he is using fire as his primary weapon, he is seeking power but not so much control.â Morgan started, âHe works a small job, someone who doesnât carry much power, maybe a janitor or a desk job.â You pointed out, âWe will drive a sedan, mute in colour. Most likely living by himself, in a one-bedroom apartment, nothing too fancy, middle class.â Prentiss continued, âThese kills arenât personal, he is attacking social gatherings around the city, try to get people to gather in small groups or stay home.â Hotch said, a serious tone in his voice.
The team left the bullpen, and all filed back into the conference room, you and Reid stared at the board, âWhat are you thinking about bean pole?â You said, using the nickname you knew annoyed him. âAll the crime scenes were pretty public places, but not the biggest restaurants and bars in town. Why?â He said, pondering, you shrugged, âMaybe heâs not local, he doesnât know all the popular spots.â You mused, he tilted his head, trying to get a different angle of the map, âThen how did he know the layout of the bars?â You said, reading his mind. He nodded, Hotch walked in and cleared his throat, everyone turned to look at him. âItâs almost 1 in the morning, why donât we go to get some rest and we can look at this with fresh eyes tomorrow?â He proposed, you yawned in response causing a warm smile out of Reid.
Hotch drove you, Reid, and Prentiss over to the hotel. The drive was mostly silent, at some point during the drive, you had put your head on Reidâs shoulder and fallen asleep, but it wasnât for long. As soon as you pulled into the hotel parking lot, Reid gently shook your shoulder. âY/N, wake up, weâre here.â He whispered softly, you slowly opened your eyes and mumbled. Reid couldnât help the smile that spread across his face, and he ruffled your hair as you sat up fully.
You met with the rest of the team in the lobby of the hotel, there were yawns all around the room as Rossi tried to check the team in. You heard somewhat of an argument happening over at the check in desk and tiredly stumbled over to Rossi, Hotch grabbed you as you slightly tripped and helped you walk over. âWhat seems to be the problem?â Hotch asked, his voice calm. âIâm sorry sir, as I told your colleague. We only have a few rooms available tonight.â The poor receptionist said, Rossi was over tired, so he was losing his head a little. Hotch furrowed his brow, âThatâs fine, weâll take what we can get. How many rooms do you have available?â He asked. The woman turned to her computer and checked, âWe have 4 vacant rooms.â Hotch nodded, âWeâll take them.â She nodded and turned around to finalize the room transaction.â
âWe donât have time to complain about it, letâs just double up for tonight.â JJ said, we all agreed but Rossi sighed. âIâm old, I canât share a room with anybody.â He said picking one of the keys off of the table and walking over to the elevator. âAlright, well I guess that leaves us six, and three rooms.â Prentiss sighed. âIâll room with JJ.â Prentiss offered, you blushed heavily as you realized you had to room with one of the boys. âThatâs fine, I can room with Y/N if Morgan can take Reid.â Hotch sighed out tiredly. Morgan nodded hesitantly but gave in, as his tiredness took over.
Everyone went off to their respective rooms, Hotch helping you down the hall. He opened the door for you and held it open behind as you wobbled in and collapsed onto the closest bed. You heard a faint chuckle as Hotch followed in behind you. He set his things down on the couch and turned back towards you, âWant me to take the couch?â He asked softly, it took you a minute to process what he was saying. âWhat? No. Just sleep in the bed.â He gave you a look, âItâs a king size, weâll be fine.â You said, he hesitated for a moment, âHotch, it is 1:30 in the morning, Iâm going to bed, and I will not let you stay up any later setting up that stupid pull out.â You huffed, âOk.â He yielded; you could see a faint smile on his lips as he headed to the bathroom to get changed.
You were almost asleep by the time Hotch was done, he was wearing a plain grey t-shirt and soft flannel pants. âCanât say Iâve ever seen you in anything but a suit and tie.â You mumbled, half asleep. He smiled. âI wouldnât have my job if I showed up to work in this.â He said. You let out a small laugh which was mostly muffled by your head turning into the pillow. He crawled under the covers on the other side of the bed and turned out the lamp. âGoodnight Hotch.â You said, barely audible as you were on the verge of unconsciousness. âGoodnight Y/N.â He said back.
You were woken up by Hotch lightly shaking your shoulder. You opened your eyes to see him partially dressed. He was in the process of tying his tie when he had woken you up, you let out a groan as you stretch and looked over to the time. âHotch, five more minutes.â You whined, he laughed lightly and shook his head. âY/N, we have to get back to the precinct.â He said, you sighed and rolled out of bed.
The drive to the precinct seemed so much faster than it was the night before, you sat in the passenger seat rubbing your eyes, trying to wake up even more as Prentiss and Rossi sat in the back, talking about the crappy hotel coffee. You hadnât had time to pick up any coffee before you had to go, but Hotch promised he would get you something at the precinct, and by the sound of it, maybe it was for the best.
The precinct was too energetic for that time of the morning, you met with Morgan, Reid, and JJ at the station. Reid was already right back at his work while Morgan and JJ were hovering over their cups of coffee, trying to keep their eyes open.
âI understand it was a late night yesterday, but we need to have our minds with us here.â Hotch said, stepping up to the board. Everyone nodded. âGarcia, I need you cross-checking employees with the companies that did work at the bars. We think he might have been called there to do a job and thatâs how he got a brief layout of the buildings.â Hotch said, Garcia nodded. âHe would have had a background with small petty crimes, domestic violence, maybe small fires. In and out of juvenile detention.â Reid added. âOn it.â Garcia chirped and that left the rest of you in the room to think about what the next move would be.
You and Reid decided to stay at the precinct and look over more of the evidence and wait for a call from Garcia. He stood closely by your side as the rest of the team left to go to talk to more of the victimsâ families. You two stood in silence for a moment before he started mumbling to himself and connecting lines on the board, you still werenât sure what exactly he was doing but you didnât interrupt. He went to get on the other side of you and grabbed your hips so he could get around, you almost melted under his touch, the way his hands squeezed your hips.
You heard Spencerâs phone ring from his pocket, without tearing his eyes away form the board, he reached in and answered the call. âGarcia?â He asked, putting the phone on speaker, and holding it in between you. âOk so I found 3 people that stuck out in the search. They work for Breyers and Co. installing security cameras in the buildings.â You nodded, âWhich would explain how he knew the layout.â Reid mused, Garcia nodded and continued âThese three people worked on all of the buildings, so I did a background check on all three of them. One of them, Andrew Darney, has a background with a lot of petty crimes, he was in and out of foster homes as a kid after his parents died in, you guessed it, a fire.â Garcia finished, âDo you have an address?â Reid asked, Garcia furrowed her brow, âyes, sending it to your PDA now.â She said, as if on cue your phones buzzed with an address. âThank you, my love.â You purred as you started to dial Morganâs number.
âMorgan, Garcia found someone, Andrew Darney, Iâm sending you the address right now.â You said, âDarney?â you heard one of the officers say in the background. âYeah, why do you know him?â Morgan asked, âHe was in and out of juvie and foster homes his whole life, he had moved down to Orange County I didnât know he was back in town.â The cop said, Hotch cut in. âOk, weâll meet you two over at his house.â He said, you and Reid confirmed and headed out to an SUV.
You drove while Reid sat in the passenger seat directing you, the silence was comforting other than Reidâs occasional direction. You could hear the sirens of the others a few streets over and you knew you were getting close. âReid, get your vest on.â You said, and you pulled onto his street, you saw the other cars parked out front. Reid nodded and started slipping on his vest in the passenger seat and you pulled in and parked the car. You stepped out of the car and slipped the vest over your head, strapping it around your abdomen. You joined up with Hotch, âWhatâs the game plan?â you asked, he sighed. âWe have a SWAT team on the way, as soon as they get here, we are going in.â Hotch said, you nodded and went to stand by the others.
The SWAT team was quick to arrive, not more than two minutes after. The team had parked a few houses down as you moved to circle his house. You, Rossi and Hotch went around to the back door while Prentiss, Morgan, and Reid stormed the front. Each of you had SWAT members with you as you communicated over your earpiece. âReady?â You heard Morganâs voice in your ear. âOn your call.â Hotch said back, âGo, go, go.â You heard Morganâs command, Hotch wasted no time planting his foot in the middle of the door, kicking it hard enough to make it give in, wood splintered everywhere as you surged in, the SWAT team following closely behind.
âClear.â You heard Rossi call from the kitchen. âClear.â Prentissâs voice came from the bedroom. You surged into the bathroom, âClear.â You called out.
The team gathered in the living room, âHeâs not hereâŚâ Morgan sighed out, âDo you think heâs already on his way to another target?â You said, Hotch frowned. âNo, itâs not following his pattern.â You nodded, thankfully.
You heard a slight shuffle, making you freeze, you listened carefully trying to tune out your coworkers. You heard it again, lighter this time but you heard it. âIs there an attic in the house?â You asked, Hotch turned to you and gave you a look. âWhy?â He asked, you frowned. âI heard something, upstairs.â You said. âSplit up, look for an attic hatch.â Morgan ordered, everyone went their proper ways, searching the house for the entrance to the attic.
âHere, in here.â One of the SWAT members called out, everyone rushed to the master bedroom closet where he had his gun trained on the ceiling. There it was, an almost hidden door to the attic. You poised your gun in front of you as the SWAT member pulled the door down and the ladder fell out. You slowly climbed up, keeping your gun in your right hand as you went up. You felt something brushing against your hand and you looked down to see Reid handing you a flashlight. You took it with a smile and shined it in the attic. âAndrew, FBI!â you called into the dark attic space. You heard a low chuckle which shook your body to the core. âAndrew Darney, come out with your hands where I can see them.â You called out again.
Before you had time to react you saw a brown boot appear in your beam of light, you fumbled with your gun, but he was able to land a hard kick against your chest, knocking you off the ladder. You hand instantly went up to grab at your chest as you fell backwards, the wind being knocked out of you.
You felt someoneâs arms wrap around you as you fell, taking the both of you down. You watched three SWAT members climb up the ladder, you focused on breathing, trying to catch your breath. You looked up and saw Reid with his arms around you. You couldnât help but smile at him and rested a hand on his soft cheek, âThank you.â You managed to say.
You watched the SWAT team pull Andrew violently out of the house in cuffs as they dragged him to the car. You stood beside your SUV with Reid by your side, making sure you were ok. âReid, Iâm fine I really am.â You said with a smile, âY/N please just sit down, you could have gotten whiplash or-â You cut him off âReidâŚâ You whined, he sighed, âIâm a doctor, I know what Iâm talking about.â You couldnât help but laugh. âNot that kind of doctor.â You shoved him playfully and he smiled.
Hotch joined up with you and Reid, âY/N go back to the hotel and rest, I want to make sure youâre okay, we can take it from here.â You pouted, âHotch Iâm fine, Iâm not going to leave, I can do my job.â You said stubbornly. âI never said you couldnât, but we have 6 other people who can do your job too. You can go and rest. You hit your head; I need to make sure you are in good condition to fly home.â He said, you sighed and gave in. âFine, only because Iâm still tired from yesterday.â You admitted, Hotch nodded and tossed the keys to Reid as you got in the passenger seat.
The drive back was quiet, the radio playing softly. You were slipping in and out of consciousness beside Reid as he drove. The hotel wasnât far from Andrewâs house, so the drive was short.
You pulled into the parking lot and Reid parked, before you had a chance to get out, Reid had already opened the door for you and offered his hand to help you out. You smiled sheepishly and took his hand as he helped you out of the car and let you put some of your weight on him as you trudged through the lobby.
Your room was clean, the beds had been made and everything put back to normal. Reid helped you over to the bed as you sat on the edge. âLay with me.â You mumbled, âY/N, I canât.â He said, a sort of hesitation in his voice. âPlease, just for a little but. I donât want to be alone right now.â You pleaded, Reid looked deeply into your sad eyes and sighed. âJust for a little bit.â He gave in, you nodded and laid down, patting the bed next to you, inviting him in.
Before you knew it, you were asleep. You had shifted closer to Reid, placing your head on his chest. He played with your hair, twisting it gently between his fingers as you felt his chest rise and fall. One hand in your hair while the other was drawing light shapes on your back.
You woke up, Reid was asleep with his arms around you, sleeping so peacefully. You shifted slowly as to not wake up Reid, to check the clock, it was around 9pm. You sighed at looked up at the man who was holding you, his face was so peaceful. You couldnât help but brush a hand on his cheek, staring at his soft expression. As you brushed your hand along his check, his eyes fluttered open, heat rushed to his face almost immediately. âY/N Iâm so sorry I wasnât supposed to fall asleep.â He said shamefully. You smiled, âItâs ok, we were both tired.â You said, he sighed and let his head fall back to the pillow. âWhatâs wrong?â You asked, he stayed silent for a minute before propping himself up on his elbows and looking at you, the softness in his eyes making you smile.
âIâve waned to hold you in my arms like that for months now and now that itâs happened, I canât just pretend the feelings arenât there anymore.â He admitted, almost too quiet to hear. You went silent, feeling heat rush to your cheeks. You didnât know what you could say, your brain filled with words to say but none of them were able to leave your lips. âIâve thought about it tooâ you wanted to say, to tell him that you felt the same. But nothing would come out. Instead, you leaned in, pressing your lips to his. The soft skin under your lips making you melt farther into his arms. You could feel his hands slowly exploring your hips, lightly and gently as to not make you uncomfortable.
You got hungrier, the light kisses werenât enough, you were able to pull yourself up to straddle Reidâs lap. He looked up, his innocent eyes staring into yours. You smiled and leaned back down, kissing him harder. He took the hint and kissed you back with a burning passion, his hands squeezing you tighter. He had one hand around your hip and one around your thigh, applying just enough pressure to keep you wanting more. His lips fit perfectly on yours as you kissed him, something you had wanted to do for months now and by the intensity he was kissing you back, you could tell he felt the same.
He squeezed your hips harder causing you to let out a gentle moan in his ear which made him grip your tighter. You could feel him getting harder underneath you as you started to grind down on him, causing a soft groan to escape his lips. Your hands found the hem of his shirt and gently started pulling it over his head. He took the hint and helped you pull him shirt the rest of the way off, you let your hands mindlessly roam his abdomen as you went back to kissing him. He moved one hand to the back of your neck and the other stayed on your thigh, but moved farther up, giving you butterflies.
The two of you were lost in the moment, his hands all over you. You heard someone clear their throat behind you. Your and Reidâs eyes both shot open, you immediately leaping off of Reid to see Hotch standing at the end of the bed. âSir I-â Spencer started, Hotch shook his head. âI can come back.â He proposed. You buried your head in the blankets and whimpered in embarrassment.
You lifted your head to see Hotch still standing there, Reid looking scared. You looked at Hotch for a long time and he returned your gaze, âY/N, if you are decent may I talk to you for a moment?â Hotch asked, you nodded and slipped out of bed. âIâll be right back.â you assured Reid. He nodded, his eyes still full of fear as you and Hotch slipped out of the room. âIâm sorry to interrupt like that⌠I should have just left when I heard.â He admitted, you froze, âYou heard?â You spoke. He nodded; you turned an even brighter shade of pink. You looked down and couldnât help but notice he was hard.
It took you a second to realize. But when you did your eyes widened, he realized you had noticed a moment later and tried to stutter out a response. âHotch?â You asked, he lowered his head in shame, not knowing what to say. âTell me.â You said quietly, he sighed and looked back up at you.
âIâve had feelings for you for a while Y/N, I saw you and Reid like that, it made me jealous. I know, Iâm your boss and itâs so wrong and no fraternization is allowed-â you cut him off, pulling him in by his collar to kiss him. His lips on yours fit so naturally, he immediately wrapped his arms around your hips as you kissed him. He pulled away, his eyes full of lust. âWhat about Reid?â he panted out, before you have chance to answer, Reid opened the door, walking out into the conversation. âY/N?â He asked, his eyes filled with an emotion you couldnât decipher.
âI want you bothâŚâ you trailed off, âI jus donât know what to-â Hotch grabbed your hand, âLetâs go inside, we can finish this in the room, itâs not everyoneâs business.â You pointed out, you nodded and followed Reid and Hotch back in.
Hotch and Reid looked at each other skeptically, âWe could try it?â you suggested, Hotch looked at you then Reid. Reid looked nervously over to Hotch, âItâs your call.â You said turning to them, Reid nodded. âI want it.â He finally said, Hotch looked at you again. âI want it too.â He spoke.
Hotch grabbed your wrist and pinned you up against the wall, his body immediately pressing against yours and kissing you passionately, Reid stood next to Hotch as you reached out and rubbed him through his dress pants.
You let out a grin and pulled Hotch down onto the bed with you, Spencer followed suit, crawling into the bed beside you. Hotchâs lips were all over you, he moved his kisses down to your collarbone and Reid went back to kissing you on your lips.
You felt Hotchâs hands dancing around the zipper of your pants as Reid slipped his hand under your shirt, grazing his fingers just under your bra. Hotch unzipped your pants and had them on the floor in moments, kissing down your stomach to your thighs, you raked your hand through his hair as Reid started sucking on the soft spot on your neck making you moan lightly.
Hotch trailed his fingers along your clothed clit, making you buck your hips in anticipation, and letting out a groan. Reid took your breast in his hand and lightly squeezed, making you moan out loud at the contact, him slowly reaching his other hand around to unclip your bra, letting it slip down, exposing your chest. Reid pulled away from your neck to pull your shirt off and throwing it on the ground behind him, letting your bra fall to the floor as well.
He immediately took your other breast in his mouth, circling his tongue around your nipple, making you rake your nails through his hair and forcing you to bite your lip to hold back a moan. Hotch was leaving marks along your thighs, sucking, and biting at your skin, while slowly teasing you through the fabric of your underwear.
You gasped sharply as he pushed the fabric of your underwear to the side and slide his middle finger into you, letting it curl to hit you perfectly. As he slid his finger in and out, he went down circling your clit with his tongue, followed by long soft swipes going up your clit. You couldnât hold back the moan that time, trying not to squeeze your thighs shut.
Hotch pulled his finger out and practically ripped off your underwear, his eyes filled with lust. He grabbed your legs and pushed them farther open as he went down on you, licking and sucking until you were right on the edge. His finger sliding in again just to send you over the edge as Reid sucked the soft skin on your chest.
As you were coming down from your high Reid shuffled off the end of the bed and Hotch flipped you over, so you were on top of him, he pulled his shirt over his head and you immediately wrapped your hands around his waistband, pulling his pants down and letting you rub him through his boxers making him groan.
You pulled his boxers down just until his erection came up and hit his stomach, he gasped at the sudden stimulation, and you lightly stroked him as you felt Reidâs fingers enter you. You took Hotchâs erection in your mouth, the length you were not able to fit in your mouth was grasped by your hand as you bobbed your head up and down and swirled your tongue around his tip. His hand met the back of your head as he moaned lightly. Reid thrusted his fingers harder making you moan on Hotchâs member, the vibrations making his grip tighten on your hair and a groan escape his lips.
You felt Reidâs fingers leave and you whined at the loss of stimulation, still pleasuring Hotch. Without warning Reid pushed into you, making you wince and groan on Hotchâs length, making him moan in turn. Reid started slowly as you continued with Hotchâs member, you could hear Reid groaning behind you which just turned you on more. His thrusts became faster as the friction dissipated, you gripping around him.
His hands were squeezing your hips, so hard you knew they would be bruised tomorrow but you didnât care, you rocked your hips back into him. He leaned forward to kiss your, his soft lips against your skin making you shudder.
You felt your second orgasm building up, Reid knew it too. He started going harder, hitting you perfectly each time, you felt it wash over you in a wave of pleasure. Hotch pulled out of your mouth and Reid pulled out. Hotch guided your hips to line up with him, and slowly sat you down on him. You winced in pain; he was bigger than Reid. His hands replaced Reidâs on your hips as he groaned, feeling you grip around his member. Reid came to stand near you on the bed, you took him in your mouth, feeling his tip hit the back of your throat as he threw his head back.
Hotch started thrusting up into you as you screamed, âFuck! Hotch.â You cried out, stroking Reidâs member so you could bite your lip. âItâs Aaron⌠Say my name.â He growled, you whimpered and nodded. âF-fuck Aaron.â You managed to whine, he smirked and kept going. You could feel Reid getting close as you put him back in your mouth, âAhh Y/N.â Reid groaned, you looked up at him as you kept going. You felt his warm release down your throat, he gripped your hair as he rode out his release.
Reid pulled out of your mouth and Hotch took over, he grabbed your hips rolling you over underneath him. He held himself on top of you, his biceps flexed beside your head. He started going even faster, overwhelming you with so much pleasure you couldnât even form words, only slight whimpers, and moans. âY/N you feel so good.â He groaned in your ear, you whimpered and nodded.
You raked your nails down his back making him groan, leaving bright red scratch marks down his back. He grabbed your thigh and pulled it up which allowed him to go deeper, your eyes rolled back as you whole body shook with his thrusts. His groans making you come up to your third release. âFuck Aaron Iâm going to-â you didnât have time to finish what you were saying as you released on him, gripping yourself around him which pushed him over his edge, he pulled out and finished over your stomach, groaning, and moaning in your ear.
Hotch rolled off of you and stood from the bed before offering you his hand, you looked at him confused and he smiled âShower?â Hotch asked. You smiled and took his hand as Reid followed behind you to the bathroom.
The hot water was rolling down your back as Hotch pulled you into his chest and Reid kissed the new marks on your shoulders. Feeling Reid on your back and Hotch on your stomach gave you a sense of calm as you let yourself get enveloped in warm water and covered in light kisses by the two men.
The next morning you woke up sore and wrapped in the blankets. Reid and Hotch on either side of you, their arms holding you. You couldnât help but smile at this, the comfortable feeling of being in their arms as the sun seeped through the curtains. You gently shook Hotch awake âWe have to go to the airport soon.â You said tiredly, he was still groggy but nodded and stood from the bed to get dressed. You rolled over and kissed Reidâs cheek, causing him to stir. He opened his eyes and cracked a smile, âTime to get up sleepyhead.â You hummed, he sighed slightly and sat up.
Hotch was getting dressed, he was back in a suit and tie and was finishing packing up his bag. Reid stood as well to get dressed as he rummaged through the clothes that scattered the floor. Hotch tossed you your bra and underwear and you sat up to get dressed, pulling your bra on. You stood from the bed to slip on some new clothes from your go bag and went into the bathroom to get ready, running a quick comb through your hair and brushing your teeth.
The plane ride was even rougher on the way back, Reid mentioned it was because the plane had a tailwind so you were flying faster, which meant you would be home sooner. Hotch sat beside you and held your hand under the table, so no one saw, you squeezed his hand and shut your eyes. You stood up to go to the washroom, but Hotch followed you, prompting Reid to get up as well.
As soon as you were past the curtain, you collapsed into Hotchâs arms, he held you tightly and rocked you slightly. âWeâll be on the ground soon.â He whispered, Reid came from behind you and rubbed your back caringly and Hotch held you. You honestly could have fallen asleep right then and there, rocking back and forth in Hotchâs arms, but you regained your composure and stood up before slipping into the bathroom.
You were the first one off the plane, it was relieving to have your feet on solid ground again. The team walked across the tarmac to the SUVs. Hotch drove you and Reid back to the bullpen, the drive was mostly silent, but it was a comfortable silence. Hotch kept his hand on your thigh for most of the drive while Reid was passed out in the back seat.
The bullpen was mostly silent as everyone worked on filling out files and paperwork from the case. You and Reid sat next to each other, his hand creeping up your leg, only moving every once in a while, just to keep you on edge. You kept stealing glances up to Hotchâs office, seeing him sitting at his desk, quietly doing his work.
A few days had gone by, and the tension had been high between you three, quick glances when nobody was looking or sneaking a slight touch in throughout the day. Reid had almost cornered you in the bathroom and Hotch was getting uneasy. Not able to keep his hands off of you, even if it was subtle. You sat at your desk looking over some paperwork from a recent local case you had gone over.
Prentiss walked over to you, âHey, I know you are doing the comparison between these two cases, so I got you that file you asked for.â She smiled, setting it down on your desk. âThank you.â You smiled, she smiled back and walked off to finish her own work.
Your desk was super messy, papers and loose files everywhere. You were even surprised you knew where things were, they went through file after file. Reading up about the different cases. You sifted through the mountainous pile of papers on your desk but couldnât seem to find the one from Prentiss. You took them all off and looked through them, but you still couldnât find it.
The end of the day came a lot faster than you thought, the only people still in were you, Hotch, Reid and Morgan. You went up to Hotchâs office, you knocked softly on his doorframe causing his to look up at you, a soft look in his eyes. âY/N?â He asked, you smiled. âHotch, I⌠I was borrowing a file from Prentiss this afternoon and I seemed too have misplaced it? Have you seen a loose file out somewhere?â You asked, shifting your weight nervously. He shook his head, âNo, I havenât. Itâs not a big deal Y/N, all the files are stored electronically too.â He said, you sighed and gave him a look, it was lust mixed with a slight nervousness. âItâs just us.â You stammered out, Hotch raised his eyebrow and looked at you, his eyes asking the question his words did not. You bit your lip slightly and nodded, giving him the answer he was looking for.
He stood up and walked over to you, reaching a hand over your shoulder to beckon Reid over. He stood from his desk so fast you thought he broke his chair for a moment, he jogged up the steps to Hotchâs office and through the door, instantly grabbing your hips as Hotch shut the door. Hotch was quick to close the blinds and turn back towards you.
âLosing that file like thatâŚâ Hotch said slowly, taking off his tie. âWhat a naughty girl.â Reid continued, Hotch started unbuttoning his dress shirt, and stepping closer to you. You could feel your knees get weak as you nodded. Reid started taking off his shirt as well, making sure to keep you close to him. As soon as his shirt was off, he went in, grazing his lips across the sensitive spot on your neck. âAnd you know what happens to naughty girls?â Hotch asked, pulling off his dress shirt. You whimpered and shook your head. He placed a hand under your chin, bringing your face up. âThey get punished.â Reid whispered in your ear.
You almost collapsed at that alone, reaching your hands out, in need to touch one of them. Hotch lightly touched you through your pants making you groan slightly. âI-Iâm sorry I didnât mean to.â You said, trying to regain your composure. âYouâre sorry?â Reid asked lightly in your ear as he started kissing down your neck. You nodded, holding in a whimper. Hotch let out a low laugh. âSorry is not enough.â Hotch growled, you felt your heart flutter at his tone and let his hands take over your body as he brought himself in to kiss you.
Hotchâs hands snaking around your hips, tracing his fingers around your waistband. You shivered at his touch, and you struggled to not moan out, biting your lip in the process. Reid had his hands over your abdomen, his hot breath against your neck as he teased his kisses over your soft spot. You hand came up to grab his hair needily as he started to suck harder, leaving a small red mark on your neck.
Hotch grabbed you by around your thighs and lifted you effortlessly onto his desk, sitting you right on the edge. He came in between your legs and started kissing you passionately while Reid was still going at your neck. Hotchâs fingers slipped past your waistband and teased lightly at your entrance, making you gasp against his lips.
His finger slid in effortlessly as Reid moved his hand up your shirt to grab your breast through your bra, making you moan lightly. Hotch pulled away long enough for Reid to pull your shirt over your head, discarding it on the floor next to you. As soon as your shirt was off, Hotch went right back to kissing you, his lips on yours with a certain hunger that drove you crazy.
Reidâs steady fingers unclipped your bra behind your back and letting it fall down so he could squeeze your care chest in his hands. You moaned as his fingers worked around your nipple, as Hotchâs fingers pumped inside of you. You were getting close and Hotch knew that, and he sped up, kissing you harder. Reid took the hint and started rubbing your other breast in his hand.
It wasnât long until you were finishing over Hotchâs hand, slumping into his arms as Reid gently kissed your neck. Hotch started to unbuckle his belt as you reached your hands down, fiddling with the buttons on his pants. Reid started to pull your pants off the rest of the way, throwing them on the floor along with your shirt.
Reid grabbed your hand, guiding you off the desk as he bent you over the couch, you bare stick against the cool leather as Reid sat down on the couch in front of you. You unbuckled his belt and pulled his dress pants down to his ankles, letting his erection come free against his stomach. You felt Hotchâs hands on your hips from behind as you stroked Reid lightly, making him throw his head back.
You traced your tongue around his tip, teasing around the base with your hands. You could feel Hotchâs hands gripping your hips tightly and you inhaled sharply as he slid into you, wincing as he bottomed out. He groaned, feeling his entire length inside of you. âSo⌠GoodâŚâ He groaned out. You moaned out as he moved slightly, grazing against your sensitive spot.
You wrapped your lips around Reidâs length and put him in your mouth, letting his tip hit the back of your throat before you started bobbing your head, swirling your tongue around his shaft. He groaned and tangled his hands in your hair, following the movement of your head. Hotch finally started moving, slowly sliding it in and out, covering himself in your slick before he was able to slide in and out easily. His hard length hitting your spot each time making you moan against Reidâs tip. The vibrations of your throat causing him to gasp sharply and grip your hair tighter, closing his eyes in pleasure and letting out soft moans. You could hear Hotch groaning behind you as you gripped around him, his hands squeezing hard at your hips, pulling you closer.
You used your hand to pleasure the rest of Reidâs length that you couldnât fit in your mouth. Watching him unravel in front of you, his grip tightening around your hair as he his warm released coated your mouth. He rode out his finish, groaning lightly as you pulled away and licked your lips.
Hotch took over, flipping you over on your back on the couch and going harder, you could feel every inch of him hitting you harder, making your eyes roll back. Your hands reached up and raked bright red scratches down his back. He groaned at your stinging touch as you built up to your second release, âF-fuck Aaron I-â You couldnât make out the words as you released around his, tightening your grip on his member, sending him over the edge. He pulled out and released over your stomach, groaning, and collapsing forward onto his forearms. Panting into your ear.
You, Reid and Hotch gathered your clothes and made you r way out of the office, there sat Morgan typing away at his desk. He looked up at you and Reid as you walked out, raising his eyebrow at you as you sat down at your desk across from his. âSince when do you call him Aaron?â He asked with a smirk, you blushed bright red and your eyes went wide. âYou heard nothing. You tell no one.â You threatened, he held his hands up in mock surrender and laughed slightly. âHeard you were looking for thisâŚâ Morgan said, sliding the file over the desk towards you. You glared at him and snatched the file off your desk. âIâll get you back for this.â
Request: âHotch x reader where they take jack to the beach for a family day and go on a boat to watch the sunset. Super fluff 𼰠soft hotch rights.đĽ°â
Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x Reader
Warnings: none :)
Word Count: 2.7k
Sunlight seeped into the bedroom, giving a soft glow to the room. You opened your eyes to see Aaron next to you, still asleep. He looked so peaceful as he slept, and you couldnât help but smile as you watched him. After a while, you reached over, gently stroking his cheek with you fingertips. His eyes started to flutter open.
He looked at you, a soft and sleepy smile on his face.
âGood morning, love,â you said, resting your palm on his cheek.
âGood morning,â he said, leaning in to give you a quick kiss. He leaned back again, watching you. âYouâre beautiful.â
âYouâre sweet.â You pulled your hand back, starting to sit up. âReady for your couple of days off?â
He hummed, sitting up himself. âVery. This is one of the first days we get to spend together with Jack.â
âWeâve had family days before, honey. We just werenât married then.â
You glanced down at your left hand, admiring how gorgeous the ring heâd picked out for your engagement complimented your new wedding band. You finally got married over a month ago, having just a small ceremony with only a few friends and family. You could have waited and gone all out, but you and Aaron decided sooner was better than laterâ You were sick of waiting. So, you decided on an intimate ceremony planned mostly by you and Penelope, who so generously (and eagerly) gave her time and energy. It was everything you could have dreamed of, and it felt like a fairytale.
But, it had been a while since you could spend a whole day together with Jack, and the first weekend you were spending together as an official family. Aaron couldnât be more excited.
You climbed out of bed, and went to the bathroom to brush your teeth and get at least ready enough to head to the kitchen. Aaron did the same, much of it at the same time you did, and the both of you made your way to the kitchen in a trance: coffee was needed. Aaron started the pot as you walked up behind him, arms wrapping around his middle. You pressed a gentle kiss between his shoulder blades.
âWhat do you want to do today, love?â You asked, resting your cheek against his back.
He turned, wrapping his arms around you and giving a gentle kiss to your forehead.
âI was thinking we could have a beach day. Swim and let Jack play in the sand for a while if heâd like,â he said, now kissing your lips as the smell of coffee circled around you. âI also might have asked Dave if we could borrow his boat. He has a house and everything he offered to us at Virginia Beach.â
You laughed, looking up at him. âSo, you already had a whole weekend planned, huh?â
âWhat? I was excited.â He chuckled, kissing you again before letting go.
He went about grabbing two mugs and started to fix each cup to how you both liked them.
âI know, honey. I think itâs sweet.â You said, leaning against the counter as he put a mug in your hands.
You barely got half way through when you heard a door open. Soft footsteps wandered into the kitchen.
âGood morning, little man.â You said, watching him with amusement as he moved slowly about the apartment.
Jack walked to you first, giving you a hug. You wrapped an arm around him.
âMorning, Y/N.â He rested his head on your tummy for a moment before pulling away.
He then went to Aaron, squeezing him, too.
âMorning, dad.â
âGood morning.â He leaned down, giving his son a kiss on the top of his head. âWant breakfast?â
Jack only nodded, going over to the small dining table and taking a seat. He looked over his shoulder.
âCan I have cereal?â
âOf course you can.â Aaron said, setting down his coffee mug on the counter next to you.
He grabbed Jackâs favorite cereal, and prepared a bowl for him. While he did this, you grabbed a cup and some apple juice from the fridge. Aaron took the cup from you as he walked over to set it all down in front of Jack.
âThank you.â He said, digging in.
Aaron smiled at him before heading back to you. He hugged you tight from behind, resting his head on your shoulder.
âWhat do you say we go to the beach today?â He asked Jack.
Jackâs head whipped around. âReally?â
âDad might have asked Uncle Dave if we could use his boat, too.â You raised your brows, and the boy broke out into a hug smile.
âAfter youâre done eating, we can all get packed and ready, okay?â Aaron said, shooting his son a little smile.
Jack nodded quickly, turning to eat.
You shifted in Aaronâs grip, turning to face him. âIâm gonna get a head start on our stuff, okay?â
He nodded, giving you a quick kiss. You shimmied out of his arms, and headed for the bedroom. You pulled out a suitcase, and started packing away swimsuits, pajamas, and a some extra clothes. You knew what Aaron liked to wear on his days off, so you took the liberty of just picking things out for him. When the clothes were all packed, you headed for the toiletries in the bathroom. You were beginning to throw some things in the bag when you heard the door creak open more.
Aaron walked in, helping you get the rest of your guysâ stuff in the suitcase. Soon, it was all zipped up and ready to go.
âWhy donât you get ready? Iâm gonna check on Jack.â You smiled at him, walking towards the door.
âOkay.â He agreed, and you shut the door behind you to give him some privacy.
You walked over to Jackâs bedroom, glancing in as he finished getting his beach clothes on by pulling on his shirt.
âHey, bud. You need help packing?â You asked, leaning against the doorframe.
He nodded. âYes, please.â
âOkay, first letâs grab your suitcase,â you said, walking to his closet and pulling down a small suitcase from the top shelf.
You set it on his bed, opening it up. âOkay, what do you want to bring?â
He bolted to his dresser, opening up the bottom drawer. He searched through for a moment, before proudly holding up a pair of swimming trunks that seemed to be superhero themed.
âI want to bring these ones,â he said, handing them to you.
You folded them neatly, setting them in the case. âWhy donât you grab one other pair, too, please?â
He kept picking out the different articles of clothing he wanted to bring, handing them to you to be folded and packed away. You were on his last shirt when Aaron walked in, wearing swim shorts and a t-shirt. You smiled at him.
âThatâs a good look on you, babe.â
âEw,â Jack said, laughing. Aaron chuckled, too.
âOkay, you finish here and Iâll get ready to go.â You said to Aaron, scooting past him and leaving him to help finish packing.
You walked into your bedroom, quickly dressing into the outfit youâd laid out for yourself for the day while packing. You wore your swimsuit with a baggy t-shirt and shorts underneath, and slid on some sandals. You grabbed the suitcase off of the bed, and a large purse you intended to use as your beach bag, and closed the door behind you as you walked into the hallway. You brought everything to sit near the front door, and waited for the boys to come out.
Soon, they left Jackâs room, and Jack nearly sprinted for the door, dragging his case behind him.
âWhoa, sweetheart, slow it down,â you said, laughing as you ruffled his hair.
You looked up at Aaron and your heart sank: it looked like heâd been crying.
âWhy donât you go try to use the bathroom before we go, okay?â You said to the little boy, hoping to get a moment alone with your husband.
He nodded, running off.
You took a few steps forward to see Aaron better. âAre you okay? Whatâs wrong?â
He pulled you in for a hug. âNothing, itâs justâ Jack just asked me a question and...â
You pulled back. âIs everything okay?â
He smiled. âYes. Itâs great, actually. He, uh... He asked me if it would be okay if he wanted to call you âmomâ.â
Now you knew why he was crying. Tears pricked your eyes a little. You leaned back into him, smiling like an idiot.
âI love that kid. So much,â you said quietly.
âI told him it would be very okay. I donât know if he will any time soon, but now he knows itâs okay, at least.â Aaron said, almost as a whisper.
You pulled back, blinking a few times to clear your eyes. Jack came out a moment later, and was more than ready to go. You packed up the car, and when everyone was settled started driving. You sat in the passengers seat, and Aaron rested a hand on your leg as he drove. Music played softly, and the windows were rolled down to let some of the summer air into the vehicle. You made a quick stop at Rossiâs to pick up the keys and thank him a thousand times over for letting your little family spend the weekend at his beach house.
It was about a three hour drive before you made it, and you stopped off at a grocery store to pick up some food for your time there. Soon enough, you made it to your destination, and the house definitely screamed âRossiâ.
âHe really canât help himself but to go a little overboard, huh?â You said, chucking to yourself as Aaron pulled into the driveway.
âNo. He canât.â Aaron said, parking the vehicle. He turned to Jack. âReady, buddy?â
âYes!â He exclaimed, unbuckling his seat belt.
You all exited the car, and pulled bags out of the trunk. You walked up to the entrance, and Aaron unlocked the door, letting you and Jack step in first. You glanced around.
âWow.â
âExpected nothing less.â Aaron chuckled, kissing your cheek as he moved further into the house to put the groceries away.
You dragged your suitcase up the stairs to find the bedrooms, and decided on staying in one of the guest rooms. Even if Rossi wasnât there, you werenât totally comfortable taking his bed. Jack and Aaron came up a moment later, putting Jackâs things in the room across the hall. You pulled out a few beach towels and sunscreen and headed to see them.
âHey, you two ready?â You asked, peeking in.
âYeah. Do you want to eat first?â Aaron responded.
âI thought we could bring with some snack and eat on the beach.â
âOoh, a picnic!â Jack chimed in.
You laughed, pulling him in for a hug. Then, you all made your way downstairs, and picked out some snack foods to throw in your beach bag. You looked out the back door, furrowing your brow.
âWhere is everyone? Itâs a beautiful day.â You asked, noticing that nobody was on the beach.
Aaron, put an arm around your shoulders. âPrivate beach.â
Your eyes went wide. âSeriously?â
He nodded. âWhat do you expect from Dave?â
You chuckled, a little breathlessly. âThis is amazing.â
âCan we go now?â Jack asked, running up to the door.
âOf course, lead the way.â You said, letting him in front of you.
He slid the door open with all his might, and began running towards the beach. You and Aaron followed after him, setting down the towels on the sand all right next to each other. You peeled off your extra layers of clothes, and threw them in your bag after taking out the food and sunscreen. Aaron and Jack took off their t-shirts, handing them to you to put alongside your clothes. You helped Jack lather up with sunscreen before sharing the bottle with Aaron to cover yourselves. You all sat on the towels, sharing the food between you all.
When youâd finished eating, you put the containers back in the bag.
âWhat do you say we head to the water?â You asked Jack, ruffling his hair.
âYes!â He scrambled up, ready to run, before turning back to Aaron. âCome on, dad!â
You both got up, following after him as he waded in the water. He giggled as the waves pushed him over into the shallow water. You started in the water, jumping a little as it was colder than youâd expected. Aaron laughed.
âYou alright, honey?â He asked, coming up to hold your hand.
You squeezed his hand. âYes. Iâm just a big baby.â
You stepped further into the water, chasing after Jack. He squealed when you picked him up, spinning him around in the water. Aaron caught up to the both of you, and you swam around for a while, with you occasionally going deeper and finding shells or rocks to show Jack. He wanted to keep each of them, but you convinced him otherwise.
Eventually your time spent in the water turned into a splashing battle.
Jack got in one surprisingly good splash at his dad. Both of their eyes went wide, and Jack started swimming towards you, squealing and hiding behind your back.
âOh, no. Youâre not dragging me into this, little man.â You laughed, trying to side-step out of the way as Aaron launched himself forward.
He grabbed Jack, throwing him over his shoulder, ready to to throw him in the water.
Jack yelled out between giggles, âMom, help!â
You stilled for a moment, not being able to help yourself from your smile spreading wider. A joyful laugh left you as you caught Aaronâs eye. Rather than throwing his son in the water, he lowered him.
âHow about we go on that boat ride?â
You all got out of the water and dried off, heading back to the house when you were finished. You tossed out the trash from your late lunch earlier, and pulled your shorts back on over your swimsuit. You prepared your things to leave, and headed to the car. It was only a few minutes to where Dave kept his boat docked, and you were all excited to head out. Aaron parked the car, and you all left, heading towards the docks until you found his boat.
Aaron started it up and soon you were flying on the water, until you could just barely see the shore. He decided to stop there, and you all sat near the edge, looking out over the water. The sun began setting, and you were sure youâd never forget that moment. The evening rays bounced off of the waves, and you looked over to see your husband and son both looking around in awe. Jack leaned into your side, and you placed a hand on his back, rubbing soft circles.
Aaron got up, moving to your other side. He pressed a soft kiss to your lips, throwing an arm around your shoulders. He leaned in to whisper in your ear.
âYou know, I was thinking maybe we could use another one.â
You looked up with a furrowed brow, and he shot back a smile.
âAnother what?â
He then glanced down at Jack, and you followed his gaze.
âReally?â You looked back to him with a grin.
He nodded. âI love our little family. Why not give Jack a brother or sister?â
You nuzzled into him, leaning on his shoulder with your hand still holding Jack in place.
âHopefully a sister. Iâm outnumbered,â replied after a moment with a chuckle.
Aaron laughed, then kissed the top of your head, holding you tight.
âThis is perfect,â he said with a sigh.
âYeah,â you looked between them again. âYeah, it is.â
Description: When a mission calls for undercover work, the team is ready to do what it takes to bring down the unsub. However, the job is a little more difficult for Y/N and Hotch than they were expecting.
Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x Reader
Warnings: usual CM action/violence, mentions of death, alcohol consumption, suggestive themes, fLUFF (so much fluff holy crap)
Word Count: 9k
A/N: If youâre curious about what I think Hotchâs âcasualâ outfit would look like in this fic, click this link! This is the longest fic iâve ever written hehe. thatâs the power of simping i guess
âUndercover with Reidâ â Coming Soon!
Everyone shuffled into the conference room, settling into their seats. You picked up your tablets, all being greeted with a gruesome scene.
âGood thing I didnât eat breakfast,â you said, scoffing out a laugh.Â
âI agree.â Penelope looked to you with a grimace. âLos Angeles police have requested our help in a case of what they believe to be a serial killer. Each of these three couples were recently targeted and, clearly, viciously attacked.The couples were also all white, the women in their twenties, and the men in their late thirties and early forties.â
âAnd the women, all of them were,â Spencer started, clearing his throat. âEscorts?â
Penelope gave a curt nod. âYes. Each couple was found in a vehicle during or after theyâ Well, you get the picture.â
âOkay, so guy picks up girl off the street, someone spots them, andâŚâ Emily started, tilting her head to the side. âSounds fun.â
âRight,â Hotch scoffed. âWheels up in 30.â Â
Summary: Y/N is a forensic anthropologist helping the BAU with a case in Oakland, California. Reid sees Y/Nâs smarts as a challenge and the two are constantly bickering, until they finally realize they need each other to solve it
The team had been called to Oakland, California for a case. LAPD had found 9 bodies the day before and the cross-checked abductions had gone back months, which is why the BAU was officially called.
Your unit had also been called in for help with identifying the bodies, you were a forensic anthropologist who worked in Los Angeles and were shuttled out to Oakland to help with the case. LAPD were briefing you on what to do when the FBI arrived, âTeam I need the conference room emptied, they are going to need somewhere to put their stuff.â He sent off some of his officers to make some space, you and your partner, Theo, stood in the precinct, waiting for orders. âY/N and Theo, I want you guys to go with the BAU to the crime scene, I need all the information you guys can get on it.â
You and the rest of the officers watch the team walk into the precinct, you had to admit they looked important, as they marched through the bullpen. You and Theo matched up by their side as you all walked into the conference room. âThis is Y/N Y/L/N, and Theo Parks. They are forensic anthropologists we called from LA.â Agent Hotchner shook your hand and introduced his team. He turned to you and Theo. âIâm SSA Aaron Hotchner, this is Agent Jareau, Prentiss, Morgan, Rossi and Dr. Reid.â He said, going around and pointing to everyone. âDr.?â you asked, looking over to the small thin boy he had introduced, âYes, I have 3 PhDs.â He looked at you, you narrowed your eyes at him âThree?â you said skeptically, âIn Mathematics, Chemistry, and Engineering.â Reid said matter-of-factly. You raised your eyebrows, âHow old are you?â Theo asked, â23.â Reid said. âAs fascinating as our agent is, can we continue with this investigation?â Hotch cut in, everyone turned back to him, giving him the opening to continue talking. You shot Reid a last-minute glance before turning your attention back to Agent Hotchner. They had all the crime scene photos laid out across the long conference table with a few pieces of evidence that the PD had brought in. There was not much to go off of as most of the abduction sites had been contaminated. âAlright, Y/N, Reid, Hotch and Prentiss. I want you four to go to the dump site. Y/N can help give as much information as possible about the victims when you arrive on scene. Sheâs the best in her class.â The LAPD chief smiled towards you which you returned.
The drive over was uncomfortable, it was mostly just the three members of the unit talking about things and profiling crap you didnât understand. You sat quietly in the back seat with Reid as you looked over a copy of the file, scanning the crime scene photos, seeing if there was anything that could give you any clues. The dump site was along a hiking trail up in the mountainous areas outside of town; the drive up to the site made you sick, all the twists and turns in the car, not to mention it was extremely hot outside.
You were grateful to finally get out of the car, making sure to take some deep breaths of fresh air before walking over to the dump site. There lie the bodies. Some fresh, some utterly decomposed right down the bones. Â You had requested no one touch them, even though that meant they were under the blazing sun for longer, you could take that into account when figuring out the time of death. You were immediately handed sterile gloves and crouched right next to the bodies, the stench of the rotting corpses was the first thing to hit you, it felt as though it was burning your nose. âHe hasnât been dead for more than 48 hours.â You said, poking at one of the corpseâs grey flesh. âHow do you know?â Prentiss asked, leaning over your shoulder. âCalliphoridae, they are also commonly called bowflies. They appear on the body as soon as 24 hours after time of death. But these bowflies arenât fresh, theyâve already had a chance to lay their eggs.â Reid looked at you and frowned. âIn an environment like this, bowflies could have laid they eggs sooner rather than later as to repopulate quicker due to the heat and rapid decomposition.â He pointed out, you sighed. âTheoretically, yes, but I also notice a lack of Sarcophagidae, âflesh fliesâ in a hot environment like this. If he has been here for more than 2 days, they would be all over him.â You finished, looking up at him, you could see the slight frustration behind his eyes, but he stayed quiet. âAs for the rest of these, Iâll need to get bone samples back to the lab to conduct further tests, thereâs not much I can deduct out here with them like this.â You sighed out, Hotch nodded and motioned to his men to grab the corpses for transportation.
You sat back in your lab, just you and your equipment, some of the bone samples laying out on the table in front of you. You had your brush and your tools as you closely examined the bones. Some of these bones were years old you deducted. The silence was comforting as you worked, keeping all your thoughts organized. There was a light knock on the door, you whipped your head around, slightly jumping from the surprise. Reid walked in, he stood with his hands in his pockets across the table just staring down at the bones you had laid out. âWhoâs who?â Morgan said, coming up behind Reid. âAlright well I think these rib bones and this set of leg bones belongs to Emily Randell. I havenât been able to do a full assessment but from a quick look, they canât be older than 5 years.â You said, brushing more dirt off of the bones. âYou canât possibly tell that those bones belonged to Emily without her dental records, and they are still on their way.â Reid protested, âYouâre right, I cannot officially declare that it is Emily, but due to the fact that he has only killed two women, among all of his victims, and the other woman was freshly buried. I can conduct that the only other woman is Emily. I can tell itâs a woman by the bone density and ribs. Also, they fact that these bones have been buried for a good part of 5 years. Same time Emily went missing. I made an educated guess.â You smirked; Morgan chuckled. âShe got you kid.â Reid opened his mouth to protest but closed it again and walked out of the room. Morgan followed, leaving you to do your work.
You all stood in the conference room, the pictures that were once on the table, were pinned up on a board. âAlright, so we noticed his victimology started off different, and now he is straying back to his original. Y/N mentioned that she thinks Emily was the first to be buried.â Hotch started off, âThinks.â Reid cut in, everyone looked toward him and Hotch shook his head lightly. âWhich would mean, that his victimology started off as women, now it could be that he just doesnât have a preference, but then he only goes after men for a while until the latest victim, which was again a female, similar to Emily in looks.â Hotch finished. âSo, you think he took a break and came back to that specific fantasy?â Prentiss asked, Hotch nodded, âPossibly.â You furrowed your brow, âWhat could make him stray from his victimology like that?â You asked, âCould have been another stressor that proved more urgent than the last. Maybe getting laid off of demoted at work and decided to switch the surrogate to men before slowly drifting back.â Morgan answered. âY/N, what did you find at the dump site?â Hotch turned towards you, âWell, we noticed all of the bodies, the first body was buried fairly deep down, so she was able to decompose quicker, so for his first, he knew what he was doing. But as time went on, he just put a layer of dirt and added the other corps. Its like he was stacking them.â Prentiss furrowed her brows. âSo, if he dug that hole deep enough to stack bodies, he must have known he was going to kill many more people.â Hotch nodded. âThe question is, if he knew he was going to kill more people, why is his work getting sloppier?â JJ asked, looking over the pictures of the half-buried body.
âAlright, I want Y/N and Reid in the observation room looking over the remains, Morgan, Prentiss and I will go interview some of the families. Rossi and JJ, I want you looking over the evidence here.â Hotch gave everyone orders, Reid walked up to Hotch. âI understand and respect your authority Hotch, but I cannot work with her. Please just assign me somewhere-â Reid begged, Hotch cut him off. âReid you are the smartest, youngest mind we have here. We need our strongest looking at that evidence.â Hotch said sternly. Reid sighed heavily, âI understand you two have differences but for the sake of the investigation, I need you to put those behind you.â Hotch said stepping closer, his tone cold. Reid swallowed and nodded, âYes sir.â He said, defeated. He followed you to the small examination room. The silence was deafening, as you looked over the bones and Reid sat in the corner, looking at files. You sat with your magnifying glass and soft fiber brush, brushing off dirt and looking at all the indications on the bodies. You took down notes in a small book the Bureau had provided you, you noticed slight rubbing and cracking of the bones around the wrists and ankle bones of all the victims. You had gotten all of the bones laid out and matched to the missing person, you were frantically scribbling notes in your book as you switched from your pen to your brush. Reid watched quietly, silently correcting and judging every move. âI canât work with you staring me down like that.â You mutter, finally looking up to Reid. âIâm doing my job, analysing, profiling.â You scoffed, âIâm doing my job, or trying to at least.â Reid shrugged, âIâm not interfering. If you canât work with someone else in the room, you shouldnât be here.â He remarked. You sighed and just returned to your work, trying to block him out.
âAgent Hotchner, I was able to find markings of possible rope or ties around the wrists and ankles of all the victims. The damage it inflicted on the bone, I can say they were on there for weeks, maybe even months.â He nodded and Reid came up behind you, âActually, marks like that could have been made in days by something harder, like handcuffs or chains.â He cut in, âDid you find any rope fibers on the victims skin?â Hotch asked you, you frowned and shook your head. âReid is most likely right, probably some sort of cuffs or metal, it doesnât give off enough fibers to be detectable.â Hotch confirmed, he headed right for the conference room. Reid went to follow after Hotch, stealing a quick smug glance back at you before turning and walking away.
âSo, we know that he has to keep them restrained, that could indicate a disability, maybe a bad shoulder or arm.â Hotch started. âHe also causes trauma to the head, which means heâs using blitz attacks, heâs a social hermit, he would have been abused as a child, maybe abandoned or sexually harassed by his mother, a blonde woman.â Morgan added, âwe believe he is in some position of authority, law enforcement. Police officers, ex-military et cetera.â Rossi stated, âHe would have had a major event in the past 4 years, something causing him to change his victimology.â Prentiss pointed out, showing the different pictures of the victims, âWhite male, late 30s to early 40s, lives alone in a secluded area, giving him privacy for his attacks. He most likely drives a truck or SUV, mute in colour, big enough to transport bodies but not too big as to draw attention to himself.â JJ finished, âPlease get this profile out to the public and to your officers, set up the tip line, someone has got to have seen him.â Hotch finished, dismissing the group.
A few hours later a woman called the tip line, her voice was trembling over the phone. âWe are sending officers over now, thank you maâam.â Hotch turned around, âGot something?â He asked, JJ nodded. âSteven Farhold.â Hotch immediately turned to his laptop, âGarcia, find me everything you can on Steven Farhold. Any past with assault?â Hotch asked, Garcia typed furiously before nodding, âPolice officer from Indiana, moved to LA, and worked with the LAPD. He was let go after failing his psych check-up, which then leads toâŚâ she paused typing some more â3 cases of aggravated assault in 2006, went to jail for armed robbery in 2007 but was released on good behavior earlier this year.â Garcia said, Hotch nodded, âGot an address for us?â Morgan asked, âSending it to you right now.â Garcia smiled, âThank you love.â Morgan said hanging up and turning to the team, âStrap on your vests, lets go.â
You sat in the back of the car; the heavy bulletproof vest strapped on your abdomen. You were squished in beside Prentiss, as the car winded through the streets, sirens blaring. Everyone pulled up to the house, guns out. You and Theo had been given guns to protect yourselves but had been instructed to stay behind the team. Morgan stood outside the door, âSteven, FBI open up!â he yelled, seconds later he kicked down the door wood splinters flying everywhere as the team surged in. You waited for everyone to go in before stepping over the threshold and pushing in, your gun out in front of you. âClear!â Morgan yelled from the bedroom, âClear.â Prentiss confirmed from the kitchen. The house was clear. âHeâs not here.â Hotch sighed. You and Reid looked at each other, âWhere would he have gone?â Reid asked, you furrowed your brow, âWell you guys said he would have needed privacy, this is the middle of a suburban neighbourhood, thereâs no way he would have brought the bodies here.â You and Reid looked around, âWhere else would he have gone?â You asked, he turned to you. âWait, Y/N, you looked into his family history. Didnât you say his father owned a farm?â You nodded, âYeah, he grew up on the farm, but his father passed away years ago.â You muttered. âDid his father write a will?â Reid asked, âIf he didnât, the property would go to the next of kin!â You exclaimed, âSteven was an only child, the farm must have gone to him.â Reid said stepping closer to you, âWhich would give him that privacy he needs.â You confirmed, taking a step even closer to Reid. You two were centimetres apart, you breathed out shakily as his soft gaze stared you down. âHeâs at the farmâŚâ You said, practically a whisper. Reid nodded and grabbed your face with both hands, pulling you in for a quick kiss, overflowing with euphoria and adrenaline. He pulled away almost instantly, a nervous look in his eye but before you could say anything Hotch was on it. âGarcia I need an address for that farm.â Hotch demanded, âOn it. Iâm sending it to your cell.â She chirped.
Everyone left the house but you and Reid stood frozen for a moment, the sudden burst of affection had shocked both of you. It wasnât one sided, you had kissed him back. âCâmon guys. Letâs go.â Morgan said, waving you two out of the house.
The drive to the woods was tense in the front seat but a different kind of tense in the back. It was you and Reid. You couldnât stop thinking about the kiss. His lips were so soft, you shook your head. You needed to focus. This was serious.
Pulling up to the farm, you hopped out of the car and raised your gun up like the rest of the team, splitting up and covering ground.
You and Prentiss were out in the field when you heard gunshots, you both ran for the barn, ripping open the door so violently it almost came off of the hinges. The worry filled your mind, you instantly needed to make sure Reid was okay. He was in the ground, but he wasnât hurt, he just looked more shocked than anything. You sighed in relief. Making quick eye contact with him before looking over to the other side of the barn. The Unsub lay on the ground. Bleeding out of a wound from his shoulder, Morgan had a knee in the flat of his back, getting cuffs around him. You slumped down into a crouch on the ground. Rossi came up behind you, resting a hand on your shoulder, âItâs over nowâŚâ he reassured you. You nodded. âI know.â
You and Reid were in the office, packing up your materials. Reid stood quietly, hanging his head slightly. âDr Reid?â You asked, approaching him slightly. He looked up and gave you a slight smile, âIâm sorry about what happened back there... at the house.â He muttered in shame. You smiled, âReid. I kissed you back. And god I havenât been able to stop thinking about it.â You admitted. He looked down at you, cheeks bright red âWhat- um⌠may I?â He asked, raising his hand to cup your cheek. You smiled and pushed in to kiss him first. He was hesitant at first but when you tangled your hands through his hair he seemed to relax and deepen the kiss. His lips were so soft against yours, his hands lightly rested on your hips, innocently. You moved one hand down to meet his and squeezed his hand around your hip. He took the hint and gripped you harder, making you moan lightly against his lips. The moan was the confirmation he needed to kiss you harder, his hands moving to roam your body, slightly hesitant but he knew where to put them. One hand cupped your cheek while the other rested on your waist, squeezing and pulling you closer to his body. You let your fingers tangle in his hair as he kissed you, pulling at the wavy strands. Hungry for more. Â
You waisted no time pulling Reidâs shirt over his head, it was quickly discarded onto the floor. âClose the blinds.â You panted out, he nodded, and you both scurried around closing the blinds in the room. Spencer was all too excited to get you back in his arms, grabbing you by the hips and pulling you in again, you let your nails trace lightly down his back which earned you a slight groan. You felt Reidâs hands around your thighs and before you could say anything, he had hoisted you up off of your feet and onto the edge of the table, not breaking the kiss. He started tugging at the hem of your shirt, you pulled back just long enough to pull the shirt over your head and turn back to him. His lips were addicting, they were so soft and fit perfectly against yours, you could feel skin on skin, but only a little bit, it wasnât enough for you. You led Spencerâs hands to your back, and they found the clasp of your bra, he pulled away, analyzing your eyes, looking for some sort of confirmation. âStop profiling me.â You said, pulling him closer, âand kiss me.â You finished, his lips reconnected with yours as his hands unclasped your bra quickly and smoothly and it was carefully tossed down on the floor by your shirts.
His hand trailed up your now bare abdomen, making you shiver in anticipation before his hand cupped your breast, you moaned into his mouth which just fuelled his passion, squeezing your breast, rolling your nipple between his fingers.Â
 You could feel him getting harder, pressed up against your thigh. It was also painfully visible in his tight dress pants, you slowly reached one hand down to rub him through his pants. He inhaled deeply and groaned at your touch, one of his hands came up and rested around your neck, not applying pressure and the other hand moved down, his long fingers dancing along your waistband. You moved your hand up to meet his on your throat, gently applying pressure to his hand, letting him know it was ok. He applied pressure around your neck, as his finger slipped into your underwear, you moaned slightly at the stimulation, and he smirked against your lips. He was very careful and calculated with his movements, his finger gently circling your clit over the fabric of your underwear, making you squirm. âYou teaseâŚâ you groaned into his ear. He looked at you, unsure what to say, he opened his mouth to try to say something, but you cut him off with a quick kiss on the lips and slowly pushing you hand past his waistband and grazing your fingers along his tip. He inhaled sharply and slowly pushed your underwear to the side with one finger, slowly inserting a finger, watching your facial expressions to make sure. You threw your head back, trying to hold in a moan, he followed your expressions. As you started grinding down onto his fingers, he added another finger, watching your facial expressions change and twist with pleasure. You had your hand down his pants and had started stroking him, listening to his quiet moans of pleasure. You felt your release building up, Spencer knew it too, right before you were about to finish, Spencer pulled his fingers out. âNot yet, not until I say.â He whispered in your ear, you whined at the loss of stimulation.
 You pulled down the waistband of his pants, enough to pull his member out and get your hand wrapped around it. It was a lot bigger than youâve ever had before, you tried not to show nervousness, but he could notice. âDid I do something wrong?â He asked, worry filling his eyes. You smiled âNo no no, itâs just⌠youâre a lot bigger than Iâm used to.â You admitted, he smiled sheepishly, âWe donât have to?â He said softly, âNo! Just, youâll have to go slow.â You warned him. You started stroking him faster, watching his eyes close for a moment in pure pleasure. âY/N.â He moaned out quietly. You bit your lip and pulled him back in to kiss you.
 You were leaning back on your elbows as Spencer slowly pushed into you, you could feel every inch of him filling you up. You winced in pain. âIâm sorry. Should I stop?â He asked nervously, you shook your head. âNo, no keep going.â You groaned. Spencer grabbed your hand and let you squeeze his hand as he slid the rest of the way in. Your breaths were shallow, and your knuckles were white from such a tight grip. âDonât start moving yet. Give me a second.â You panted out, Reid nodded and kissed your forehead, he kissed down your neck and your collarbones before you finally nodded towards him, and he slowly slid in and out. There was slight friction at first but as you got more into it, he was able to slide in and out with ease. âF-fuck.â You moaned out, the pain was almost completely gone and replaced with pleasure. Reid was biting his lip, trying to keep from groaning out. He kept going slow but as he started to realize you were no longer wincing, he picked up the pace. He sat you up, so you were facing him, your chest against his as he thrusted up into you. He grabbed a handful of your hair and pulled your head back, giving him access to kiss at your neck, sucking just hard enough to leave red and purple marks on your neck. Your nails raked up his back causing a low groan out of him, he tried to say something, but the words came out in a stutter. You were having a very hard time keeping quiet. His hand holding your hips in place on the table, while the other hand pulled at your hair, making you softly moan. From this angle he was able to hit you perfectly each time, causing your eyes to roll back and you whimpered out. âReid Iâm close.â You cried out. âCan I cumâŚ?â you begged, he nodded before you released on him, he started to slow down and went to pull out, but you pulled him closer. âNo donât stop. Use me. I want to help you finish.â You said, he looked at you with an unrecognizable look in his eyes âY/N I-â he started, you kissed him, hard. You started moving your hips again, he threw his head back and gripped your hips tightly, âAre you sure?â He asked, you nodded. He started thrusting hard, making sure he wasnât gripping you too tight or going too hard.
 One of his hands reached up and wrapped around your throat while the other held the edge of the table as he chased his release. The table rocked slightly as he went harder, building you up to your second orgasm. He was unraveling in front of you, you could tell he was close. You felt your second orgasm rip through you as Reid pulled out and finished on your stomach. He pulled your hair lightly and leaned in âYou didnât ask babygirl.â He growled, you felt butterflies in your stomach. You tried to form words, but you couldnât, breathing heavily you both looked down at the mess on your stomach. He opened his mouth to apologizing but you just smiled, âThere are small hand towels in the bin over there. Can you grab me one?â You asked, Reid pulled up his pants and redid his belt before heading over to the closet and grabbing you a towel, he walked over and started wiping you off, cleaning you up and redressing you. You sat, admiring him as he put your bra back on and handed you your shirt and pants. You watched as Reid slipped his dress shirt over his head and buttoned it up, checking his reflection in the glass to make sure the collar was straight. You sprayed down the table and wiped it off while Reid was putting the rest of your supplies away in your bag.
 He brought your bag over and handed it to you, you took it with a smile and handed him a piece of paper from your wallet. It had you phone number on it. âThank you for the help on the case.â You said, âWe did it together.â He reminded you, you nodded, âyes, I couldnât have done it without you though. Some thanks are in order.â You laughed, he chuckled. âWe couldnât have done it without you Y/N.â You nudged him as you two headed out the door into the bullpen. âSo, youâre saying Iâm as smart as the infamous Dr Reid?â You teased him, âNot even close.â He joked back, the team watched you walk through the bull pen and Morgan rolled his eye and the sight of what looked to be you two bickering, âI bet they are more than happy to get away from each other.â he joked. Everyone nodded in agreement.
Summary: Y/N goes into labour while Aaron is working a case
Warnings: Idk, no smut, just soft hotch and pregnancyÂ
You had been witch Aaron Hotchner, for a little over 4 years now. You had gotten married just last year and now you both worked in the BAU. Aaron was unit chief, and you were one of his agents, around 8 months ago you and Aaron had found out you were expecting. You were in your third trimester, wearing loose clothing and trying your best to still attend work. Aaron had gotten very protective over you and the baby, making sure no one hurt you. He was still trying to convince you to take mat leave, but you refused, wanting to be in the office with everyone. But finally, there came a time where you couldnât work, you were too big and tired. Aaron took that time to take you home and tell you to get some rest, you now sat at home. It was quite boring. When Jack was at school and Aaron was at work, you had nothing to do, you cleaned the house, packed your hospital bag, and made lunches and dinner. But you mostly slept, every day, small naps around the house.
Every day Aaron called you to check in around lunch, made sure you had your hospital bag packed and knew what the plan was. But you never expected it when it actually happened.
It was around 1am, Aaron was across the country for a case when you felt your water brake. You were still groggy from your sleep but when you felt the water underneath you and running down your leg, you knew. You immediately picked up the phone and called your neighbour, he was the one that was going to drive you to the hospital if Aaron couldnât, that had been the plan. You called three times but no answer, he was asleep, it was the middle of the night after all. You felt a sharp, sore pain in your abdomen and knew you needed to get to the hospital now. You had no time to wait for someone to drive you, so you ran downstairs, grabbed your keys with your bag, and got in the car. The pain was getting worse as you drove, but the hospital wasnât far, as you sped up. You were able to pull into the parking lot and barely put the car in park before rushing into the emergency rom. âMaâam, is everything alright?â The woman at the desk asked you, your breathing was heavy, âI-I think Iâm going into labour.â You said, panicked. The woman shot up from her chair and directed you into the maternity ward, paging doctors and nurses to your room. âPlease, I- I need to call my husband.â You begged out; the nurse looked at you with pity. âLay down maâam, we can call him. What is his name?â You panted, âAaron Hotchner, heâs with the FBI. PleaseâŚâ You breathed, the nurse nodded and went off.
Aaron was sleeping when he got the call, he woke up, his voice groggy. âHotchner.â He answered the phone, âWhat?â he asked, finally able to wake up. âHow long ago?â he sat up, pulling on a pair of pants, âIâll be there as soon as I can.â He hung up and rushed around the room, packing all of his things, and throwing on a jacket as he rushed down the hall to Rossiâs room. He knocked frantically and Rossi answered, squinting. âHotch?â he asked sleepily. âY/n is in labour; I need to go back to Quantico now.â He said, panic in his eyes, Rossi nodded. âGo, weâll be okay.â Aaron nodded and rushed out of the hotel, making it to the airport in under 20 minutes. The plane was there waiting thanks to a call from Rossi, and they were off the ground in minutes. The flight back seemed to take forever; Aaron sat anxiously as the pilot flew them back. Aaron kept checking his phone for a text from you but nothing yet. He bounced his leg anxiously and put his head in his hands.
You lay in your room, it was now 4am, the doctor was telling you, you need to get ready to push. âNo, I wonât do it without him here, please just get my husband.â You begged; the doctor frowned. âWe can wait another hour maybe but not any longer, it can affect the babyâs health.â He said, you nodded, âThank you.â
50 minutes went by, the doctor was waiting by the end of your bed. âMaâam, we need to get ready.â The doctor said sadly, you felt tears prick at the sides of your eyes from the pain and emotion. You nodded sadly and he sat you up, preparing to put the epidural in. âMy wife, my wife sheâs going into labour!â you heard Aaronâs voice from down the hallway, you smiled slightly. He burst through the door, panting and grabbed your hand, kissing your forehead. âIâm so sorry love, I got here as fast as I could.â He breathed out, âJust in time, please pull up a chair, we are just putting the epidural in and then weâll get started.â The doctor said.
It had been 3 hours, the pain was unbearable, you could feel sweat dripping down your face as you winced in pain. Aaron was holding your hand, letting you squeeze his hand to ease your discomfort. âYouâre doing great babe, come on keep pushing.â He was encouraging you, wiping the sweat off your eyebrow. You were biting your lip to hold in the screams of pain, shallow breaths escaped you as the pain ripped through you, you could feel Aaronâs hand in your as you squeezed until your knuckles turned white.
âCâmon momma, one more big push, heâs almost here.â The doctor encouraged. You winced as you made that final push. You heard the babyâs cries, it brought tears to your eyes. âYou did it.â The nurse said, grabbing your hand. âDad, would you like to cut the cord?â The nurse asked, Aaron took the scissors, hands steady and helped cut the umbilical cord. Before you knew it your warm, pink baby was being placed in your arms. You looked down at him, slight cries escaped his lips for the first few seconds before you held him close, and he quieted down. You couldnât take your eyes off of him, his small face, and cute little hands. Aaron rested a hand on your shoulder and smiled down at you, âThatâs our baby.â He laughed out nervously. You looked up at him and he leaned down for a kiss.
It was a few hours later, Aaron was asleep on the couch across from your bed, laying peacefully. You lay feeding your baby, all was quiet.
A slight knock at your door caught your attention, it was the team. Garcia was the first by your side, grinning and cooing down at the baby. Morgan and Rossi joined up on the other side and JJ and Emily were the last to come into the room. JJ looked down at you and smiled, âItâs a hell of a time, isnât it?â She asked with a laugh, you smiled and nodded. You put your finger up to your lips to signal everyone to stay quiet as to not wake up Hotch as he continued sleeping peacefully. Morgan wanted to hold him right away, he was swaddled in a blanket, and you gently handed him to Morgan, making sure he supported his head properly. The whole team had a chance to hold the baby before it came to Reid. He took the baby so hesitantly, he looked down, as if he werenât sure what to do before he slowly started rocking the baby, the baby cooed and gurgled happily in his arms.
Hotch opened his eyes at the noise of his baby boy, he saw the team and stood up with a small nod toward Rossi, âThank you for letting me come back.â He smiled; Rossi smiled back âI wouldnât let you miss this.â They both turned and watch you and the team laughing and joking around as Reid cradled the baby.
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