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pairing: harry wells x reader warnings: smut, intox kink, spit, overstimulated, dom/sub roles, hair pulling, spanking word count: 2.3k

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This smut contains an intoxicated reader. They are an established couple who both understand that consent can be revoked at anytime. 

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Harry Wells was an asshole to say the least. Angry, short tempered, quick to say things that cut you like a knife. But behind closed doors, that man was the dirtiest slut the world would never know. 

People don't usually call boys "sluts" but that's what he is. An absolutely, downright, dirty slut. An absolute freak the second it was just the pair of you alone. 

His hands roamed freely, almost never leaving your body. He wanted to watch while you masturbated. His kisses were never quick pecks, always heated, intense, and intentional. 

This man was a switch. He wanted to be owned but wanted to own you. He wanted to be slapped across the face while he bottomed out inside of you. He wanted to be choked while you rode him. And his favorite was when you sucked his cock, and with the silly lovesick grin you had, dribble his cum into his mouth, but he would do the same to you. 

He gave you limited control because in an instant, he would take it all back and destroy your pussy like you hadn't had him whimpering for release 2 minutes prior. 

Harry Wells was a slut. 

He caught you today, drunken, after a night out with the girls. Which Cisco had given you the same little vial he gave Barry and you were 3 sheets to the wind. 

The moment you had sped through the door of your apartment, you were mumbling something about wanting to be dicked down. And bad. 

And Harry? Well, he was all for it. You wandered from the door you had just phased through to the bedroom where Harry was already getting up to see who was stumbling through the house. 

"I told you I'd drive you home, dummy" he said as he hugged you. 

"I-I ran here instead" you slurred followed by laughter and hiccups. Which Harry adored. 

"You did? Good girl" Harry replied as he helped you take off your jewelry. 

"I had such a good -hiccup- time, babe" you tell him drunkenly as you say back on the bed. "I want -hiccup- dick now" you added, reaching towards his jeans. 

"Do you, pretty girl?" Harry asked absently, clicking his hips back to dodge your drunken efforts to remove his belt. 

"Mmhmm" you hummed. 

"Honey, you're phasing" Harry spoke. You had unintentionally started phasing as you sat on the bed. 

"Heeeeyyyy -hiccup- I can do that!" You gasped excitedly. 

"Yes, you can" Harry smiled. "Wanna pull your dress up for me so I can give you dick?" 

"Mmm, yes please" you say excitedly. You stood up and within seconds and a flurry of blue lightning was naked on the bed again. 

"Good girl" Harry encouraged. "Wanna spread those legs for me?" 

You did. Nothing but a silly little grin on your face. 

Harry knelt down in front of you, his eyes on your slick cunt. 

"Can I?" He asked. 

You nodded happily. 

Harry licked a long, hot stripe up your core. Earning him a drawn out moan of pleasure. He teased your folds, reveling in the sounds of your moans that you were unable to hold back in your drunkenness. 

Your hands shot to his hair, yanking him into your delicate flower full force. 

He was drowning in it. Licking and sucking relentlessly. Unable to contain the excitement in his jeans as you loudly whimpered and moaned. 

"You're such a good girl (y/n), you know that?" Harry said from between your thighs. "Such a good fucking girl" 

You could do nothing but grind your hips on his face, seeking more friction from him. Your drunk hands still holding him captive to your cunt. 

"Ugh, baby, this pussy tastes so good" Harry moaned as he ate your cunt like a starving dog. What could you say? The man was hungry.

Your moans got progressively louder as you neared release. Your hips stuttering with each flick you did on his face.

"Come on baby, cum for me" he cooed, voiced muffled. "Right on my face" and that was the end of your limited control. 

You came with a force so strong your body convulsed. Your legs squeezing him to your cunt, giving him no escape, but he wasn't gonna complain. After all, he was obsessed. 

He lapped at your juices, licking up even drop of your release he could manage to find. "Fuck" he hissed as he palmed himself, a lightning bolt jolting through him as he watched you . 

He stood up, face glistening and wet. 

"Dinner was great, sweetheart. Still want my cock?" Harry asked, panting. "You don't have to if you don't want to" he added. 

"Shut up and come give me your babies" you slurred with a wide smile. 

Harry tore his shirt off, tossing it to the side. Not caring about the belt, he scraped his jeans down to his ankles, along with his boxers. 

He barbarically wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. 

"God I love the way your cunt drools on my cock" Harry said, sliding into your still sensitive hole. 

He didn't give you time to adjust, not that you needed it. Harry set a punishing rhythm from the start, his hips snapping against yours with bruising force. 

The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, mixed with your drunken moans and his grunts of pleasure. But it wasn't long before those grunts turned into something else.

"Fuck, baby," he whimpered, his voice cracking as your walls clenched around him. "So tight... so wet for me." His head fell forward, his forehead resting against your shoulder as he lost himself in the feeling of your pussy gripping his cock. "You feel... oh god, you feel so good."

You reached up, tangling your fingers in his hair and pulling his head back. "Look at me," you commanded, your voice slurred but firm. "I want to see you when you fuck me."

Harry's eyes were dark with lust, his pupils blown wide. "Yes, ma'am," he breathed, his hips never ceasing their relentless pace. He watched your face as he drove into you, his lips parted as soft whimpers escaped them. "You're so beautiful like this," he moaned. "All drunk and desperate for my cock."

His movements became more erratic, his control slipping. "Gonna cum already," he gasped, his thrusts becoming shallower. "Fuck, (y/n), you're gonna make me cum."

"Not yet," you growled, surprising yourself with your own dominance. You pushed against his chest, and to your delight, he allowed himself to be rolled over until you were straddling him. "I'm not done with you yet."

Harry looked up at you, his chest heaving as he struggled to catch his breath. "Whatever you want, baby," he breathed. "It's all yours."

You began to ride him, setting a slow, torturous rhythm that had him squirming beneath you. "You like that?" you asked, grinding your hips in circles. "You like it when I take control?"

"God, yes," he moaned, his hands gripping your thighs. "Please, baby... faster."

"Say please again," you demanded, leaning forward until your faces were inches apart.

"Please," he whimpered, his eyes pleading. "Please, (y/n), ride my cock. Make me cum."

You obliged, increasing your pace until the bed was creaking beneath you. Harry's hands roamed your body, squeezing your breasts, pinching your nipples, gripping your ass as you bounced on his cock.

"Spit in my mouth," he suddenly gasped, his eyes wild with desire. "Please, baby, spit in my mouth."

You leaned down, letting a trail of saliva drip from your lips into his waiting mouth. Harry moaned as he swallowed, his hips bucking up to meet yours.

"Again," he begged. "Please, again."

You obliged, this time spitting directly onto his tongue. Harry's response was immediate - a loud, unrestrained moan as he pulled you down for a messy, passionate kiss, sharing your saliva with you in a filthy exchange.

"Fuck," he panted when you finally broke apart. "Fuck, I'm close. So close."

"Then cum for me," you commanded, your hips moving faster. "Cum inside me, Harry. Fill me up."

His back arched off the bed as he obeyed, a series of high-pitched whimpers escaping his lips as he emptied himself inside you. "Take it," he gasped. "Take all of it, baby."

You continued to ride him through his orgasm, your own release building as his cum filled you. "Don't stop," you begged. "Please, don't stop."

Harry, ever the attentive lover even in his post-orgasmic haze, reached between your bodies to rub your clit. "Cum for me," he urged. "Come on, baby, cum all over my cock."

That was all it took. Your body convulsed as waves of pleasure washed over you, your cries filling the room as you collapsed against his chest.

For a moment, you both lay there, panting and sweaty. Then Harry rolled you over, pinning you beneath him once more.

"One more time," he growled, already hard again. "I need to feel you cum around my cock one more time."

You could only nod, grinning like a fool, too spent to speak as he entered you again, this time with a slower, more deliberate rhythm that had you trembling with pleasure.

"That's it," he cooed, his lips brushing against your ear. "Just like that, baby. Let me hear those pretty sounds."

And you did, moaning and whimpering as he brought you to the edge once more, his own sounds of pleasure mixing with yours until you both reached your peak together, crying out each other's names as you collapsed in a heap of tangled limbs and sweaty sheets.

Harry rolled off you, pulling you into his arms as you both struggled to catch your breath. "God, I love you," he whispered, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead.

You mumbled something in response, already half-asleep as exhaustion and alcohol finally caught up with you. 

Harry held you close, watching you sleep with a tender expression that few ever got to see. The asshole exterior was gone, replaced by something softer, something that only you ever got to witness. And as he drifted off to sleep beside you, he knew that no matter how much of a slut he was with you, you were the only one who'd ever truly own his heart.

But Harry wasn't done with you yet. After a few minutes of recovery, he was stirring again, his cock already hardening against your thigh.

"Turn over," he commanded, his voice low and husky. "Hands and knees, baby. I want to see that ass."

Too drunk and fucked out to argue, you complied, positioning yourself on all fours. You knew you could say "no" or "stop" at any time and he would, but this was the best sex you'd ever had. 

Harry knelt behind you, his hands kneading the soft flesh of your ass.

"God, look at this," he murmured, spreading your cheeks to reveal your dripping pussy, still wet with his cum. "All mine to use."

Without warning, he plunged back into you, his cock filling you completely. You cried out at the sudden intrusion, your fingers gripping the sheets as he began to move.

"Fuck, yes," he growled, his hands gripping your hips as he set a brutal pace. "Take my cock, baby. Take it all."

His thrusts were deep and hard, each one pushing you forward on the bed. The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed through the room, mingling with your moans and his grunts of pleasure.

"You like that?" he asked, punctuating his question with a sharp slap to your ass. "You like it when I fuck you like this?"

"Yes," you gasped, pushing back to meet his thrusts. "Harder, Harry. Please."

He obliged, his movements becoming more aggressive. "Such a greedy little slut," he chuckled darkly. "Always wanting more."

His hand came down again, this time harder, leaving a red imprint on your skin. You yelped at the sting, but your pussy clenched around him in response.

"Again," you begged. "Please, again."

Harry's laughter was low and menacing. "Anything for my little slut." He spanked you again, this time on the other cheek, then again, and again, until your ass was red and stinging.

"God, look at that," he murmured, his fingers tracing the red marks he'd left. "Marked as mine. All mine."

His hand tangled in your hair, pulling your head back until your neck was exposed. "Tell me who you belong to," he demanded, his lips brushing against your ear.

"You," you gasped. "I belong to you, Harry."

"Damn right," he growled, his thrusts becoming more erratic. "And I'm gonna breed this pretty little pussy until you're swollen with my babies."

The filthy words sent a jolt through you. "Yes," you cried out. "Please, Harry. Breed me. Fill me up with your cum."

His rhythm faltered as he approached his climax. "Gonna knock you up," he panted. "Gonna put a baby in this tight little cunt. Would you like that, baby? Want everyone to know who fucked you this good?"

"Yes," you screamed. "Yes, Harry, please!"

With a final, deep thrust, he buried himself inside you, his cock pulsing as he filled you with his release. The warmth spreading through you pushed you over the edge again, your walls fluttering around him as you came for the third time that night.

Harry collapsed on top of you, both of you panting heavily. After a moment, he rolled to the side, pulling you against his chest.

"Still want more?" he asked, his voice teasing but also hopeful.

You shook your head weakly. "Can't," you mumbled. "Too tired."

Harry chuckled, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. "Okay, baby. Rest now. But tomorrow, I'm gonna wake you up with my cock in your mouth."

You smiled sleepily, already drifting off. "Promise?" you mumbled before passing out completely.

Harry watched you sleep, a rare genuine smile on his face. The sexually charged energy, replaced by something softer, something that only you ever got to see. He pressed another gentle kiss to your forehead before settling in beside you, content to hold you through the night, already planning all the ways he'd make you scream his name in the morning.

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Good Girl 📸

Smut - Master List

Kinks: degradation, choking, spitting in your mouth, eating out after cream pie

You sat on the couch, watching Inderdimensional Cable waiting for Rick and Morty to come home. You weren't sure how long they were gone or gonna be gone.

You were Genes daughter. Rick couldn't understand how he could produce you. Your body was like no other woman he had ever seen. Funnily enough, your mom was a honey bee, she and Gene had met at a club while he was there for an old College party.

You had an hour glass body shape, a gorgeous face, perfect (h/c) locks that fit your face perfectly, and bright (e/c) eyes that could convince a man to do anything. Every man except for Rick...

You got bored and wandered through the house as you usually did. You found a snack in the fridge and went upstairs to Ricks room. He hated people in there.

"Nuh uh uh uh. Get the fuck away from my room. Also, I've been watching Jurassic Park recently so I'm kind of on that. But seriously, don't touch my shit" a hologram raged at you as you neared his door.

"Yeah yeah" you rolled your eyes with a smirk, entering anyways. You lounged now in Ricks bed, bored again. An idea popped in your head, empty house, no sign of anyone. Perfect, and in a new place, Rick's fucking bed.

A few minutes later, your pussy was soaking his bed and you were getting sloppy with your movements. Your quiet moans ringing through your head.

You didn't hear them come home. You didn't hear Rick tell Morty he was going upstairs. You didn't hear Rick's footsteps.

"What. The fuck. Are you doing?" He spoke authoritatively. You pulled his blanket on top of you, covering your bare pussy. Your eyes shot open to meet his, a cold and vicious glare. "Well? Are you fucking mute all of a sudden?"

"N-no" you stammered. Face turning red in embarrassment. "I was just... filling time" you managed.

"By fucking your self? In MY fucking bed? S-since when did I lose m-my my privacy in this goddamn *burps* house?!" He said aggravated as he closed his door.

"Drama queen" you mutter as you continue playing with yourself. His eyebrow raised in contempt.

"Excuse me?" He snapped. "You're in my *burps* room, making a goddamned mess on m-my-my-my bed, and you have the balls to keep going?"

"Well once I start, I can't stop until I cum... and I have to start from the beginning" you say matter-of-factly. Your face twitching as you touched yourself. You locked eyes with him, his eyes drifting to your moving hand as it moved under the blanket."If you want your room back sooner, you can always help" you suggest in a low tone.

"M-move the blanket (y/n)" he ordered. You obeyed. He now havd a better view of your bare waist. You turned to face him, spreading your pussy lips for him. "I fucking hate you"

"Come prove it" you challenge. In that instance, Rick unbuckles his belt and slightly pulls down his pants, enough for his cock to spring free from the strain. He positioned himself at your entrance, kissing you before entering your heat. His lips attached to yours, holding your throat.

"I fucking will, you useless piece of shit" he declared. A smile spread across your face. He thrusted into you, his cock reaching farther than anyone else ever had. "Oh yeah, you like my big cock inside you, don't you?" He teases. You nod.

"Fuck yes. You feel so fucking good" you moan. His hand clasps to yours mouth.

"Ke-keep it down, (y/n). you're gonna let everyone know you-you-you're gushing on my cock." He noted as he looked down at your wetness coating his member. "Such a g-good fucking girl"

"Mmhmm" you moan behind his hand. Eyes watering from pleasure as he fucked into you. His dick swirling inside your pussy. Your stomach dropped while your heart went up into your throat.

"Oh is that pussy gonna c-cum for me?" He asks, fucking you harder. "Is that pussy gonna *burp* cum?" You nod helplessly, your eyes rolling back as you go brain dead on his dick. Your pussy clenching around him as you began to squirt on him. The wet sounds of your pussy echoing in his ears as he watched your cunt drown his dick in juices.

"Holy shit, you're fucking g-gold" he groaned. "Can I cum in there? It feels so good" he teased. You could hardly contain your body spasms as he continues to overload you. He groaned a little louder before a hot shot of cum painted your walls. Followed by a few more thick ropes of cum. He roughly pulled his cock out, and Leaned down to see his cum already leaking out of your throbbing pussy.

"Mmmph, Rick" you whimper lightly as he dipped his head down into your pussy. Lapping away at your mixed juices. He stood back up, cumming glistening on his chin. He towered over you, gently pulling your jaw open. He spit in your open mouth. Towering above you again, barbarically wiping his mouth with his arm.

"Swallow it" he told you and you did. A gasp leaving your lips after his cum went down your throat. You looked at each other, now breathing heavily. Sweating and now sexually satisfied. "I gonna *burps* portal us downstairs when you get dressed so it l-l-looks like you just got got here" he spoke. Eyes drowned with lust as he stared down to your dripping pussy, his cum seeping onto his sheets.

"And then, Rick blew the head off the alien and we just ran. The-the cube is a-a-actually in my room right right right now" Morty finished as you leaned on Rick's work bench. You took a swig from Rick's flask, letting him glare at you as you did.

"Sounds epic Morty, I'm just sorry I missed it" you acknowledged.

"Well I'm sorry we we don't call you to tell y-you our mission" Rick said sarcastically. You smirk at him.

"Well, you should" you say poking his head. He growled lowly as you turned your back to him. He knew he'd be back in that pussy later. He needed it now, he'd never had a better pussy than yours.

"R-r-Rick? Why're you st-staring at her like that?" Morty asked loudly.

"Shut the fuck up Morty and get me a beer" Rick snapped again. A smile settling on your face as you walked out of the garage.

[thefrontmanscockwarmer]

There’s No Me Without You

Player 001 x Reader [Fluff]

The next game of round and round was seriously stressful. You eyed Young il as he stared at the doors. You could see he was visibly nervous. You hated to admit, but at this point in time, you were secretly hoping he would absolutely destroy you in one of those rooms. Looking towards gi-hun he was doing the same, probably hoping your team would get thrown into a group of 6, to accommodate your team. Unfortunately there were 6 of you.

Then you heard it: “2 players.”

“Gi-hun, grab one of the girls. Jung bae, go with dae ho” gi hun nodded. Young il grabbed your arm and pulled you towards a door. Throwing you in a room, before entering himself. He pushed you against the door and his lips to yours immediately. Kissing as the timer counted down. Once the door locked he pulled away from you.

“What was that for?” You giggled.

“Just because I can” he grinned softly. “I really just wanted to feel your lips. They calm me down, this game is nerve racking”

“Tell me about it. The six legged thing wasnt half as bad as this” you acknowledge. He nodded in agreement.

Time Skip:

“So (y/n), you gonna marry Young il when we get out?” Dae Ho jokes. You smiled at Young il. He looked down at his hands, as if trying to imagine what a ring on it would look like. He and gi-hun shared a look before Young il looked at you. Immediately the thoughts of you in a wedding dress walking to him were gone from your mind.

“Nah, this is just while we’re in here to be honest… I don’t really want to get married” you try to say coolly, but it was obvious the other guys could sense you were lying. You got up to walk off your embarrassment.

“(Y/n)” you heard your name called. You turned around to see Jun hee.

“Can you come to the bathroom with me? I’m scared to go alone” she says. You smile and link arms with her.

“I’m scared to go alone too… some of the people in here freak me out, especially player 044. Fucking scary” you say thinking about her face.

“Yeah… she really is.”

Young-il’s POV

“Young il, do you want to get married again?” Gi-hun asks quietly.

“I’m not really sure, yet. I mean (y/n) is young, and bright, I just don’t know if I can get over the fact that it would feel dishonest to my wife” he replied. In his mind he saw you in a wedding dress, your smile, and you (h/c) hair flowing all around you in beautiful curls. Your bright (e/c) eyes staring up at him as you recite your vows. “I can see (y/n) in a wedding dress at our wedding, Gi-hun”

Time skip:

Night fall comes round and you’re laying in your own bed. You were trying to give Young il some space, your feelings hurting as you tried to sleep. You felt tapping on your shoulder, thinking it was Jun hee you looked and said:

“I have to pee too, let’s go to the bathroom”

“I don’t have to pee (y/n)” Young il said calmly. Your eyes widened as you hear his manly voice.

“Oh, I thought you were Jun hee” you deflect. “What’s up?”

“Look, earlier when they were talking about marriage, I didn’t know what to say. A few years ago, my wife passed away. She was carrying my child and she had a miscarriage that led to her passing. I wasn’t sure if I was ready to get married again. But what I am sure of is that, (y/n) you’re so amazing. You’re kind, and caring. You are perfect in almost every way. And I can see you in a wedding dress at our wedding. I can see you bearing our children, growing old with me, having a life along side me.” He says.

“Young il, I’m not saying we have to get married immediately, or even within 5 years of being out of this hell. But, I can see the same. You’re right for me.”

“(Y/n) there’s no me without you” he says, kissing you softly. “Now, come to bed so we can plan our wedding in a shared dream” he pulls you out of your bed and to his. Laying down alongside you, he kisses the top of your head.

“I think I love you” you say.

“I think I love you too”

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Just Say You Had A Bad Dream

Player 001 x Reader [SMUT]

Note: you guys know each other from High School.

You woke up a prison room. Not like the guy at the train station advertised AT ALL. Beds lined the walls, with you could only assume 500 people fluttering around, in the same confused state as you. You looked at the giant X and O that marked the floor along with the dividing line. You stretched, muscles tensing as you did.

Some dudes in pink walked in with masked shapes and all of a sudden the room confusion was broken and turned into angry shouting. You saw names and faces on a screen above them, including their debt. You prayed yours wouldn’t show, a cool ₩10.9 million would’ve been embarrassing until you heard a shocking number.

“10 billion won” the room went silent. All looking around for the guy who somehow racked up that much. Silence was quickly broken by him brandishing his debt. You rolled your eyes and laid back down.

Time Skip:

Voting time. After that first game, you were intrigued, wanting to know what else there was to play. The death hadn’t scared you a bit, after all, instructions were clear: move AFTER ‘red light’ and you’re dead. Just like in the real game, you’re out.

“Player 013” your number was called as you walked to go press the O button, regardless of the X’s trying to get you to change your mind. You stood quietly in the back awaiting dinner or bed time, you were hungry and tired. Fuck this you thought, I just wanna eat.

“Player 001” you turned and saw none other than Hwang In Ho. When he joined your vote he joined your group until the pink guys were gone.

He seemed to make friends quickly with another guy, some guy who was screaming earlier during Red Light Green Light. You stood behind him in line for dinner.

“No Fucking way. Hwang In Ho???” You said surprised when he turned his face.

“(Y/n)? What are you doing here?” He looks at you alarmed.

“I’m here to play the game” you say coolly.

“How did you- why- how did you get here?” He asks sternly, pulling you aside.

“Uh same way you did?” You shrug.

“No no no no” he whispers quietly looking around seemingly towards the guards and cameras. “(Y/n), you can’t be here”

“Why not In Ho”

“You can’t call me that either”

You look at him. “Why not?”

“I can’t explain now, but I will eventually. Call me something else.” He looked towards that screaming guy before looking back at you.

“geoboki (turtle)?”

“Seriously, (y/n)?” He deadpans. “You haven’t called me that since high school.” You giggle.

“Well if I can’t call you by your real name, I’ll call you by your nickname, turtle boy” you poke him.

“You know, I really do miss you” he sighs finally. “Look do me a favor, approach me while I’m sitting with those guys later, I’ll make sure you survive” he grabs his food and walks away. Survive? Why would I need him to survive.

Time Skip: Later that Night.

“Come on, dude, I hate to be the one but I have to pee” you say as the pink guy shuts the window. “Fuck this” you say. You hadn’t used the bathroom all day, guess it was too much adrenaline coursing through you before you finally settled down.

“Hey, don’t you hear the lady? She has to pee.” You heard In Hos voice come out from behind you. “Matter of fact, so do I, open up” he bangs on the door. The door soon opened.

“Thanks geoboki” you whisper.

“Listen I need to talk to you” he pulls you into the men’s bathroom and drags you to a stall. “Look, be mad all you want and hate me later but I’m the only chance you’ve got at surviving this shit.”

“Why’s that?”

“Because I run them.” He says. “I am the Frontman. They can’t kill me, I am their boss” he searches your face for a clue on what you’re thinking.

“So if I stay with you, I can survive?” He nods. “Okay.” You shrug. “I’m assuming I’m sworn to secrecy?”

“Yes, (y/n)” you nod slowly.

“Can I ask a question?” He raises an eyebrow. “What’re the policies about sex in a bathroom stall?”

“What?”

“We’ve done it once, back in junior year, remember?”

“Yeah, I remember” he smiles faintly as he remembers.

“Just while we’re in here for old times sake” you smile as you press your lips against his. He returns the kiss tilting his head to deepen it further. He sat on the toilet and pulled you onto his lap, you ran your hands through his hair.

“My God, your kisses haven’t changed” he groans before reattaching his lips to yours. He begs entry into your mouth with his tongue, you denied him. You feel him wrap his arms around you and pull you into his erection that’s in the middle of a war with his pants. Pulling a moan from you before pushing his tongue in your mouth.

“Talk about not changing, you pulled the same move on me 15 years later” he chuckles kissing you again. His hand slips into your pants, shoving a finger right into your core. His finger presses on your g-spot, rubbing against it. You feel his thumb tease your clit, having found it by memory. “No, no, I want you” you moan out.

“Then it’s me you’re getting.” He growls, standing up. He pushes his pants down and pulls your down. You kick off your shoes so you can free yourself. He picks you up and slams you against the stall. Dropping you on his angry cock. A guttural groan comes from inside his chest. “Fuck, why are you so tight?”

“Saving myself for you” you joke. He begins pounding into you, burying his face in the crook of your neck, leaving HICKIES on every bare square inch. You moan as he does, raking your fingers through his hair, you reach down into his shirt and dig your claws in.

“Oh god, (y/n), please. I want them to bleed” he groans as he fucks you. He angles and begins hitting your gspot, you nails dragging down his back as he did.

“I’m gonna cum” you groan as he kisses your lips. “Fuck I’m gonna cum”

“Hold it, I’m not done using your pussy yet. It feels too good”

“No no no don’t make me hold it. I can’t hold it” you say erratically. Beginning to lose your grip on reality as your close your eyes and see the entire alignment of the planets behind them.

“I said fucking hold it. I’m close but I’m not done” he growls. He presses his lips to yours again as he starts to moan. You share moans as you both near the climax. “Fuck” he drawls. He thrusts impossibly harder into you. “(Y/n) we’re gonna cum at the same time, I fucking swear. Count down to 5” he says into your neck as he moans.

“5” you say, your voice high and whiny”

“4- fuck I’m gonna come I’m gonna cum” he repeats before making a final thrust into you. You wrap your legs around him to keep them from shaking, feeling the knot inside you finally release, he lets out a few guttural moans as he thrusts slightly and empties himself into your pulsing pussy. You begin to hear your mixed juices hitting the floor in drops as you kiss each other. Heatedly making out yet again, his cock still inside of you. He sits down on the toilet with you on him as you both sigh heavily, your head dazily falling onto his shoulder.

“Holy fuck, I missed you”

“Yeah, I fucking missed you too” he replies pulling hair out of your face.

After getting cleaned up, the pair of you shamefully walk back into the room. Walking to your beds which were by the group of newly found friends were sleeping soundly.

He sat on his bed, gearing up to lay down and sleep the remainder of the night. As you turned to your bed, you felt his hand grip your wrist and pull you into his bed.

“What if they see us cuddled together in the morning” you jokingly as his arms wrapped around you.

“Just say you had a bad dream” he yawns and pulls you into his chest, spooning you. You quickly fall asleep in his arms.

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Then Do Something part 2 (Aaron Hotch x reader [Smut?])

You moan as you undo his trousers and pulled his cock out running your fingers up and down his shaft.

“Oh Sir” you moaned as he kissed your neck.

“Y/N, You’re absolutely tempting” he whispers seductively.

“Then do something” you whisper back.

“I will, babygirl” he says. Now, that you were soaked, and he was painfully hard he pushed himself into you. You moaned loudly as he did so. Loud enough that Aaron covered your mouth with his hand. “You MUST be quiet” he whispered urgently. You nodded vigorously as he pumped into you.

He put his hands around your waist to hit you “right-spot” a storm in whimpered and muffled moans. You begged him to move even faster. The only sound heard from the outside was the sound of you cursing.

“You have an incredibly dirty mouth” he says grunting as you loosen his tie. Your moans didn’t seem to phase him, until you brought your mouth up to his ear and moaned into it.

“Aaron, I’m gonna - -“ you began, but it was too late, Aaron had already opened the floodgates inside of you, tipping you over the edge too. You layed your head on his shoulder as he fixed you and himself.

“Y/N, i love you” he says as he picks you up.

“I love you too” you were already falling asleep. He walks over to the couch you had inside your office and lays down. Moments later you heard someone open the door.

“What is it Morgan?” He says, you’re half awake.

“We got another one.” He says. You jump up and walk away.

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Then Do Something part 1 (Aaron Hotch x reader [Smut?])

You and Aaron had always worked together ever since you started at the BAU as an 18 year old with an IQ of 199, along with you and Aaron working side by side on hundreds of cases over the past 6 years, you also admitted your feelings to each other.

[Present Day] the team had just gotten back from one of the toughest cases you’ve had in about 2 weeks. All you guys wanted to do was sleep. But, unfortunately, you and Aaron needed to work things out. While you were storming the unsubs house, Aaron said some things and it didn’t make you feel happy.

“Y/N, I’m just as tired as you are but, i feel like you’re going to come home and sleep on the couch, i can’t stand having a cold relationship at home and in the Bureau!” He says as he frustratedly stalked around in your office while you stayed leaning against your desk.

“Yeah, Aaron? Then, maybe your ass can sleep on the couch. And we’ll work it out in the morning.” You reply coldly.

“Y/N, you need to relax. Please, i didn’t mean of the things i said, i was just angry and tense, your sexual comments didn’t help...” He trails throwing a hand gesture.

“What? so me telling you in a low voice in an office where i sense your tension is a bad thing?” You ask injured.

“No... I’m saying- -“ he begins before you grab him by his tie and pull him to you, outstretching your arms to massage his shoulders.

“Baby, look at you, so tense” you grind your crotch on his growing bulge.

“Yeah, well, I’ve had a lot in my plate.” He replies melting into your touch.

“Is that so?” You knew Aaron loves this foreplay... how horny it made him.

“Yeah, i mean, i got this girl that i really want to keep but, my job is getting in the way” he whispered into your ear sending chills down your spine. He began rubbing you outside of your jeans.

“What else, Agent Hotchner?” You say seductively.

“These clothes” he says as he unbuckles your belt and starts on your jeans.

“Oh Agent, i didn’t do the crime.” You say innocently as he rubs you gently.

“Well, Im just crossing your name off a list” he mumbled into your ear. You moan as you undo his trousers and pulled his cock out running your fingers up and down his shaft.

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Confession (Spencer Reid x reader) [SMUT]

L/N- Last name

“Y/N!” You heard a voice call from down the hall. You turned around and saw Spencer jogging towards you hold a file. You sighed and took it as you walked with him to the conference room.

“It’s a bad one” you mumble under your breathe. He nodded. As you rounded the corner, Reid opened the glass door leading you to the bullpen. You looked up to the balcony to see your older brother, Aaron, leaning over the edge. He looked anxious.

Conference Room~

“He’s sadistic.” You say as you casually enter. “He finds pleasure while watching them thrash around on those ropes.”

“Where do you see ropes?” Rossi looked at you.

“Lower wrist, Left and right hands. Every single victim.” They all leaned closer to look at the spot you suggested. You eyed Aaron carefully.

“Wheels up in 30” Hotch says and leaves the room. You follow him to you office.

“Want to tell me why you’re feeling so anxious, Aaron?” You leaned on the door frame.

“It’s nothing, Y/N. I’m fine” he says and picked up his go-bag. “Stop profiling me”

“I May be a profiler, but I’m also you’re sister. I’ve known you for all the 28 years of my life. I KNOW you. Just keep in mind, I’m your number one supporter, and I’m here for you.” You say and walk away from him and down to the bullpen to grab your own go-bag.

Texas~

“Detective Angelo?” JJ says, shaking hands with the man. “These are SSAs: Hotchner, Morgan, Rossi, Hotchner, and Dr. Reid” she said as each of you shook hands.

“Well, welcome to Texas. Sad to say y’all ain’t here on party and drinkin’ terms.” He turned to you and winked. Instinctively the team gather closer around you, protecting you from a wink.

“Thank you, Detective” you say. “Where are we working?” You ask. He led you to a table, and a board.

“Thank you, detective. Ok team, be here bright and early at 7:00 am to get working” Hotch states. You, Derek, and Reid left to go get something to eat.

Hotel 2:30 am~

You awoke in a cold sweat from a nightmare. You reached for your glasses feeling the cold metal touch your finger tips. You grabbed your cell phone and texted Reid.

Y: Reid, can you come to room 394?

R: Nightmare?

Y: Yeah

No reply. 5 minutes later you heard a soft knock on your door. You opened it to see Reid. You and Reid had been dating about a month under the teams nose. You both kept it strictly professional, and you didn’t want Hotch to find out

You pulled him in and closed the door behind him. He pressed you against the wall and pressed his lips roughly against yours. Moaning softly into the kiss you felt his erection. You smiled into the kiss and pulled him towards the bed. Falling back onto it, he crawled between your legs, pulling his shirt above his head.

“No foreplay?” He asked.

“None” you reply breathless, as you felt him lightly trace the scar on your rib cage. He pulled down his pajama pants and pulled his cock out, slowly pushing into you, he was always delicate.

“Ready, Y/N?” He whispered into your ear. You gave a nod and moved your hands to his shoulders as he moved quickly inside of you. Allowing the knot in your stomach to grow. He pounded inside of you. You let out a loud moan, loud enough for him to cover your mouth. “Y/N” he said.

“Spencer, I’m close.”

“I know. I’m there” he raised his eyebrows as he released into you, your own orgasm following close behind. You heard a knock at your door. You quickly put on Spencer’s shirt. And told him to get into your bed. You approached the door slowly as the knock repeated.

“Derek?” You whisper confused.

“I heard the Reid get up and leave. So i figured he came here.” He replies. “So, you gonna tell Hotch?” He raised an eyebrow, while smirking.

“Mmm”

“You should. Anyways, goodnight, Y/N” Derek left from your doorstep. You turned to see Spencer fast asleep in your bed. As you joined him, he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you closer to him.

“You should tell your brother.” He yawned.

Next Morning~ Breakfast

It was one of those mornings where Aaron wanted you to sit next to him. Who really knows why he gets like this sometimes. But, like that wink and how they got closer to you, you were the “Little Sister”.

“Hey” you said to Aaron as you fixed some of his hair.

“Good morning, Y/N” he replies shooing your hand away.

“Alright, you know what? Fuck it. Hey guys?” They all looked at you. “Reid and I are dating”

“Excuse me?” Hotch said taken aback. “What did you just say?”

“I said, Aaron, Reid and I are dating” in the moment you said that Reid approached the table holding your coffee.

“Reid” Hotch mumbles under his breathe. Hotch stood up and hugged you. “I’m glad”

“Ok, Mister, what’s your deal? Just tell me what your problem is, please?” You begged.

“Haley is asking for a divorce. And she’s going to take Jack away from me.” He said. You hugged him. You mumbled something close to ‘I’m Sorry’ . “Hey, we need to go!” He says grabbing the keys. The rest of the team stood up and followed. Reid looped his arm around your waist and kissed you.

“I love you” he said.

“I love you, too” you reply and you both begin walking hand in hand.

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Cigarette Smoke and Licorice

You sat on the floor outside the building. Clouds of a grey/white colour floating above you. The stress of this case was really taking a toll. Repeatedly pulling the cigarette between your red lips.

“Put that out” you heard Hotch say. Your grey eyes flicked up to him. You inhaled as you stood up, once you were face to face with him you blew a heart shaped smoke ring right in his face. “You heard me.”

“Sure thing, dad” you inhale again, blowing more smoke. In a swift movement, he grabbed the cigarette from your mouth and threw it on the floor, stepping on it. “Well, thanks dick. I wasn’t finished with that!” You put your hands in you jacket pockets and walked away. He grabbed your arms causing you to spin into his chest, catching you lips in a kiss.

“We’re just getting ready to leave, to go to a hotel.” He said as he let go of your waist. You stood there, no breath in your lungs, eyes full of surprise.

“Hey, Y/N” Reid said as you nearly run into him. “I grabbed your Twizzlers from the table. You left them there.” He hands you the package of red licorice.

“Thanks Spencer! I really appreciate it” you gave him a hug. You walked away from the team, heading back towards your hotel, headphones blasting your rock and roll music.

“Hey baby girl” Hotch pulled up with the SUV beside you. You waved, not bothering to turn to see him. A Twizzler hanging from your mouth casually. “Y/N, what the hell is wrong with you?!” Hotch got out of the car and walked after you. Grabbing onto your arm you quickly pulled it away.

“Jesus Christ, Aaron. DONT YOU REALIZE THE UNSUBS TYPE?! I’m his FUCKING TYPE!!” You nearly scream at him.

“Hey, i know it’s hard. It’s like seeing yourself dead I’m mirror over and over, but you can’t, cannot act out.” Hotchner held onto you as you thrashed. “Hey, hey, hey it’s okay, it’s Okay” he hummed as you both stood together on the side of the rode. Face in your hair, and the faintest smell of Cigarette smoke of him.

“Did you finish off that cigarette that you stomped out?” You asked, smelling his clothes. He hummed against your hair. Chuckles and giggles arose from the two of you.

“I love you” he kissed you.

“I love you too”

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My Girl (Derek Morgan x reader)

For the sake of me, your name in this

thing is Lily Hotchner.

“Lily!!” Derek shouted as he chased you through the house. You laughed madly as your skid around the corner. You stopped for a second in front of your bed, confused on where to go. Derek tackles you by the waist.

“Gotcha” he says as you both laugh. He kissed you, turning from sweet and subtle to hot and needy. You managed to get his shirt off. Running your hands down his muscled chest. He just barely got your T-shirt off before your phones rang.

“And Cue Aaron Hotchner with the case” you laugh. “Aaron Hotchner you are a buzzkill” You answer the phone. “Wheels up in 25?” You say. Derek got up from the bed and went to go change into his clothes. “We’ll be there”

“It’s bad, isn’t it?” He said as you finish throwing your sweatpants into the basket. You nodded as you put on your jeans and shirt.

“Where’s Pepperoni?” You ask him as you went to leave the house. Chief Stratuss allowed you to get a dog for your unit. You and Derek were the proud owners.

“I’ve got him already in the SUV” he says. And you got an SUV. You jumped into the front seat of the car and waited until Derek was in the passenger seat before driving quickly away from the house.

Time skip~

“So, what with the dog again?” Rossi asked.

“I wanted a dog. I got a dog.” You say simply.

“Lily was upset that most of the other FBI units got awesome flashy dogs and that we didn’t so, she went and fought Stratuss and got a dog. His name is Pepperoni” Morgan says. You were sitting on the plane floor with your head between his legs, playing with your dog.

“He’s a federal Doggo” you say. “Oh yes his is. He’s a good boy. Oh, such a good boy” you spoke to the dog petting him playfully as everyone looked at you with smiles.

“Why dont i get attention like that?” Morgan asks, hurt. Suddenly Rossi walked over to Morgan and began playfully petting him how you were doing to the dog.

“Sit Morgan! Sit” Rossi says.

“Come on, boy. Roll over. Roll over” Hotch speaks up. The team laughed.

“Okay, okay. You guys are making him feel bad.” You say as you stand up. You shove your hand in your pocket and pick out a treat. “You want a treat, big boy? Do you want a treat? Come on. Lay. Lay down, boy” you say to Morgan. You lean in to kiss him. Your lips landing softly on his.

“I love you” he whispered in your ear.

“I love you, too” you reply sitting next to him. “Hey let’s show off.” You day to the dog. “Pepperoni, sit. Paw.” He sat and offered his paw to you.. “Lay.” He laid. “Roll over” he rolled. “Play dead” he set his head down.

“Good boy” Morgan spoke up from next to you. You tossed 3 more treats the dogs way.

“Alright team. Get some rest. I’ll let you all know when we’re 45 minutes from landing.” Hotchner says. You lean into Derek shoulder, his arm wrapping protectively around you. It was only 3:45 P.M and from Virginia to Washington State, it was at least gonna be about 8 or 9 when you landed.

“Lily. Can i speak with you for a second?” Aaron asked. You nodded and stood up from your comfy spot curled up with your boyfriend. Naturally, Pepperoni followed. “Does the dog- -“

“Yes, Aaron. The dog literally follows me wherever i go unless i tell him to sit and stay. But, as of now, i see no reason for him to leave my side.” You say.

“Sit him with Morgan” he said. You crossed your arms and looked at him. You gave him the look Mom would give either of you when you were being troublesome.

“What do you want?” You asked, annoyed.

“Hayley wants a divorce and she’s taking Jack.” He says leaning again the small table. You dropped your arms and the attitude and hugged him.

“Aaron, I’m sorry” you say quietly. He hugged you back. “What do you need?”

Time skip~

You had your body pressed up against Morgan’s quietly sleeping before Your stupid phone rang. You looked at the clock, 3:30. You picked up the phone.

“Hotchner” you say.

“I’m looking for the scalper for Drakes concert?”

“Wrong Number” you say and hung up.

“Who was it baby?” Derek asked. You mumbled something and laid back down. Placing a kiss on his chest. “Mm, i love kisses.” You smirked.

“I love sleeping for another 3 hours.” You mutter.

Time skip~

You had been taken. The serial killer took the bait, you, right from the bar where Morgan had to leave you.

“Dammit!” Morgan shouted when he returned to find you gone.

“Second exit by the bar, Morgan. Go!” Aaron shouted into the piece. Morgan ran after the man, while Aaron found the car. By the time Morgan had gotten to you, you were already tied at the wrists, and unconscious.

“Lily, Lily.” Derek tried waking you up. “Babygirl. Come on, now. Get up.” Derek heard running. “Hotch! Ho- - AARON!!” He shouted. Your older brother fell at the knees.

“I need a medic!” Hotch said into the piece. Derek picked you up, and carried you to the ambulance. You had just started opening your eyes.

“Hey babygirl, i got you. I got you” he spoke to you to keep you awake and conscious.

Time skip~

When you had gotten home, you looked quite beat up. Garcia nearly cried when she saw the fresh bruises, and stitches.

“Oh, my god. And your eye?” She asked.

“Oh yeah! I forgot about that one!” You say triumphantly. You were sitting at your desk in the bullpen. You lifted up the eye patch. A line of stitches were over your eye. The Unsub had taken a knife and cut your eyes. Fortunately, the knife only cut the skin above the eye and a little below.

“Oh, Lily. I’m so sorry” she hugged you.

“Nah, don’t be. Now, when we’re all at the bar or whatever and people ask, I’m can say I’m more kick ass AND bad ass than Derek Morgan!” You say proudly.

“I’m your dreams, pretty girl.” Dereks voice came from behind you.

“Oh yeah?” You challenge, standing up.

“Yeah, buttercup.” At this late hour the only people that were there were your team. ( I mean, y’all get in at like 1:45 am). You threw a few playful punches at him.

“Come on, big boy. You afraid?” You mocked. He smiled and shook his head. He attempted to pick you up, but slickly you grabbed his shoulders, and got him on the floor. You flipped your hair. The team was now watching you two fool around. Laughing and making comments about how you put Derek ass on the ground.

“Lily!” Garcia squealed. It gave you enough time to see Derek up and grab you lifting you above the ground. You wrapped your legs around him. Leaning forward a bit, you kissed him, him kissing back. He put you down.

“So, uh, who won?” Derek asked.

“Lily” they all agreed, laughing and enjoying time as a family.

“How did i end up with a kick/bad ass girl like you?” He asked later that night.

“I have no clue, babe, but what i know is that, Lily Hotchner is the most kick ass, bad ass, bitch of all time!” You whisper shout, laying your head in his arm.

“Will Aaron be okay?” He asked. You nodded. Your brother was currently passed out on your living room couch.

“He’s a kickass, badass, boy bitch like me.” You say.

“Yeah, but you wanna know the difference?” Derek asks you. You hummed.

“You’re MY girl” he kissed you.

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Face (Spencer Reid x reader) [SMUT]

You were in Spencer’s house with some of his friends over. You didn’t mind him being with his friends... you just didn’t like the attention he got. They stood in the kitchen arguing over where to go to dinner, finally deciding on the pizza place you and Spencer loved so much.

After dinner~

You and Spencer were the first ones to get there. The others decided to stay a little longer before returning to your house.

“Well, we have 30 minutes until they get here...” you trailed off looking at Spencer as he sat on the couch.

“Yes, y/n we do” Spencer replies looking at you.

“So, why don’t we pass the time?” You ask slyly. He cocked his head at you and smiled. You sat in between his legs. Putting your hair up as he got comfortable. You pulled his cock out of his boxers.

“We haven’t done this before, y/n” he says, randomly. You swirled your tongue around his tip before taking the rest of his cock in your mouth. He groaned feeling an instant relief as you we bobbing your head up and down. You were only going half way, not touching the base.

“Oh come on, now, baby.” He whispered as he pushed your head down on his cock and thrusted his hips up, causing you to choke. He continued to push you down roughly. He came hard and fast down the back of your throat. Greedily, you swallowed every drop.

You heard laughter coming from outside. He was rearranged neatly into his pants and you were sitting on his lap with a book.

“Hey, kids” his friends said as they walked in the house. You and Spencer smiled, continuing the night comfortably, casting winks, licking your lips seductively and mouthing words at each other.

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Attention (Spencer Reid x reader) [SMUT]

“Aaron, i don’t know how i feel about intruding on yours and Haliley’s life” you kindly told your brother as he urged you to take the offer.

“Y/N, please. I’m sure she doesn’t mind” he pressed. You shook your head. Spencer and Morgan walked i to the room.

“What’s up, boys?” You say as you mixed your coffee.

“Nothing really?” Reid questioned, as if hoping that was the correct answer. “What’s going on?” He shook his head and shoved his hands in his pockets.

“Aaron’s trying to get me to stay with him and Hailey.” You stated.

“Why?” Morgan was behind you making coffee.

“Because, my house is being renovated right now” you shrugged. “I told him I’d be fine living in a hotel for a while”

“Yes, but i told her no” Aaron chimes in. You rolled your eyes.

“Y/N, you can come stay with me” Spencer held out the offer. Hotchner has to leave the room to go to a briefing.

“Sure, i wouldn’t mind. But, what would i be interrupting? Midnight mistresses?” You laugh. Reid, and Morgan laughed along with you.

“Not unless you want to be” Reid whispers to you as Morgan turned to talk to Garcia. You bit your lip and lightly grabbed his arm.

“I wouldn’t mind at all” you whisper into his ear. He gave you a grin.

Spencer’s~

You were laying on the couch sprawled across his lap reading a book. He was doing the same until finally you moved your book out of your face and looked at him.

“Have you ever wondered why Harlin didn’t kill Farqur? I mean, Harlan didn’t like him at all, and he had the chance to do so, why didn’t he?”

“Y/N, i think you know why” Spencer moved his book and smiled down at you. “I think- - no, I KNOW you want my attention” You sat on his lap and wrapped your arms around his neck.

“Oh really? Attention is what i want?” You challenged. He nodded and swallowed a lump of lust in his throat. His erection build up on your thigh. “Then, show me some attention, Doctor” you reply. He flopped you onto your back in the couch.

“I wouldn’t mind giving a demonstration” he mumbled as you both took your clothes off. His lips meeting yours, his hands rushing to you rub your sensitive breast’s.

“Spencer!” You cried out as he licked a hot stripe down from between your breasts to your hot core. He teased your clit with his finger behind bringing his face down onto your pussy. You bucked your hips on his face, squirting all over his face and chest. He licked it all off. Giving you a smirk.

You got up and pushed him back onto the couch getting between his legs. Smiling up at him, you took his cock into your mouth and stifled a gag as your lips found the base. He moaned your name as you brought your head back up and licked him. Finally, moving your head at a killing pace making him cum into your mouth, burning the back of your throat.

You laid back on the couch as he climbed over you. His lips once again meeting yours. He pushed his cock into you.

“Mmm, Spencer” you moaned out lewdly. He captured all of your moms in his mouth at his pounded into you, hitting your g-spot.

“How’re you still so tight?” He moaned as you unraveled and writhed beneath him. He got great pleasure in watching you tremble. Both coming, mixing juices. He pulled out of you and picked up your clothes.

You heard a knock at the door. In a flurry of confusion, and panic you threw in his shirt and your thong and ran to answer the door as he put his sweatpants back on. You answered.

“Aaron?” You say sweetly as he eyed your current state.

“Y/N, who’s the- -“ Spencer froze as he saw your brothers face. “Hey, Hotch” he mumbled. He was shirtless and you were pants less.

“What’s up?” You say ignoring his facial expression.

“We have another case, neither of you were answer your phone and you were on my way. So, i suggest you change and grab your go bag” he turned around and walked off to the car. You and Spencer laughing as he caught your lips once again in a kiss.

“Stay for awhile longer” he said referring to you sleeping at his houses.

“Stay” you repeat kissing his lips.

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The distance (Aaron Hotchner x reader) [SMUT]

Catch up-

You were currently Suspended from the team for talking back to Erin but, frankly, you didn’t give a damn. You felt like that bitch did you wrong. But, beings suspended wasn’t your problem... it was being away from Aaron for a long time. It drove you mad. You missed him so much.

You were laying on the bed you and Hotch shared wearing one of his sweaters. Curled up in a fetal position clinging onto a pillow watching a horror movies Friday nights were usually when you and Hotch curled up together and watched a scary movie. You jumped when your phone rang.

“H-hello?” You answered.

“Hey, gorgeous” you heard Aaron’s voice on the other end.

“Hey, Aaron” you replied.

“How’s my girl doing tonight?” He asked as he leaned back in his chair, smiling to himself.

“Bored” you twirled your finger around your hair.

“I miss you”

“I miss you too” you pout.

“Boy, do i wish i could see your face right now.” He answered with an asshole-like tone. “What are you wearing?” He whispers, titling his head back in thought. He imagined you wearing nearly nothing, and fingering yourself to the thought of him. He smirked.

“One of your sweaters and a thong.”

“Good” he replied.

“Hotchner, what are you planning?” You ask inquiringly. Titling your head to the side as the thought of him leaning against the airplane bathroom sink rubbing his cock flashed through your mind. You swallowed the lump in your throat.

“Take the thong and sweater off, Y/N” you heard a door open and then shut and lock in the background. The cold air greeted your nipples and skin. You moaned softly. “I heard that”

“Oh, shut up, Aaron” you say in retort. You squeezed your thighs together to reduce some of the strain.

“Y/N, i want you to rub your clit, nice and slow. I’m doing the same over here, I’m going nice and slow” he orders. You obeyed playing with your clit, licking your lips.

“Aaron?”

“Go ahead” he nodded as he began to pump faster. You plunged your finger into those core at a slow and agonizing pace. “When i get home” he began.

“No, Aaron don’t TELL me what you’re going to do, when you get home” you began as you you moved faster.

“Add another finger, darling” he said with an ounce of lust in his voice. Enough to drive you wild. “What are you thinking, Y/N?”

“I’m th-thinking about you r-riding me,” you say bucking your hips on your own hand. You orgasm building up. “About you, f-fucking me in the office at h-home against the book-bookshelf.”

“I’m thinking about you riding me i to the mattress, about you being my slut” he whispered. He wasn’t losing his composure, but you could tell he was getting rowdy.

“Daddy, I’m close” you moan loudly.

“Let it go, love. I’m there” he said. You both came at the same time, and he left you a moaning mess.

“Aaron, stay on the line?”

“Of course” he reorganized himself back into his pants and cleaned off the seat. He exited the bathroom. “Y/N, i have to go now. We’re about two hours from landing. And i need some sleep. I love you, Y/N”

“I love you, too, Hotchner” you say with a wink, knowing he couldn’t see you.

“Goodbye, babygirl” he whispers.

“Bye, daddy” you respond and hang up. Aaron passed Rossi.

“Y/N?” He said, knowingly.

“Yeah”

“How is she?” David asked.

“Rather needy, and missing me, David” Hotchner smiled.

“Again.” Rossi tolled his eyes.

“Again” Hotch repeated.

“Oh, and Aaron?” He added. “Next time, make her hold it. It’ll give you more satisfaction” Rossi winked. “If that’s what you want.” Aaron nodded and sat in his chair across from Reid and Morgan who were both fast asleep. Soon enough, he was too.