I don’t come on here to argue or complain but it’s been brought to my attention that this user katepakulak is currently stealing and posting mine and other creator’s hard work as theirs, no credit being given to the original writer.
Warning: Mentions of Violence, Kidnapping, Stalking, Blunt Force
Written: December 17th-24th, 2020
Posted: December 25th, 2020
Requested: Yes! But I did change it a little! // @hommoturttle Can do write another Aaron Hotchner x reader fic, but she works for NCIS her team has to work with his for a case? I kinda have a deep need for an interaction between Gibbs and Hotch....(and Abby and Reid)
Aaron Hotchner Masterlist
Something about the day hadn't sat right with you since this morning. You wracked your brain trying to remember if you missed a deadline, a birthday, something important.
The ding of the elevator doors opening pulled you from your thoughts. Walking into the BAU office, Derek greeted you.
"Morning, sweetheart." He grinned. "How was your date with James?"
"Hm? Oh, uh, it....it was good." You shrugged as you settled into your desk area.
"That sounded convincing," Derek spoke raising a questioning eyebrow at you.
"Oh, uh, I just have a lot on my mind." You sighed.
"Yeah? Care to share?"
"I-"
"Y/L/N." Hotch's voice interrupted. "My office." He spoke as he walked through the BAU doors, before making his way up the stairs to his office.
Groaning you pinched the bridge of your nose. Sighing, you bounded up the stairs, before knocking politely entering Hotch's office.
"Good, you're here."
You hummed in response taking a seat in front of Hotch's desk. Nervousness washed over you as you tried to wrack your brain about the previous case.
Hotch cleared his throat, seemingly knowing that you were engrossed by thoughts.
"I received an unusual call this morning." He spoke, his tone unreadable.
You nodded in acknowledgment.
An awkward silence fell between you.
"He got a call from the NCIS team," Rossi's voice spoke from behind you.
As you turned to face him, you didn't miss the eye roll he did along with a frustrated huff.
"Your father needs our help," Rossi stated moving to occupy the other chair.
"What?" You questioned your expression furrowing in confusion. "H-How do you know if he's my father... Maybe-"
"Well, at first we weren't too sure," Rossi cut your rambling off. "But then, someone named Tony called back and explained that Agent Gibbs was actually your father, and wouldn't flat out say he was."
You groaned, before pinching the bridge of your nose. "I'm gonna kill Tony."
Rossi chuckled at your response. "Why wouldn't you tell us your father was special agent Gibbs?"
"Because," You sighed, crossing your arms over your chest. "I...I wanted to achieve my goals without...favoritism."
"Hmm." Rossi pondered your confession.
"The last agency I was at...Only hired me because I was his daughter." You let out a frustrated huff. "I promised myself I wouldn't let that happen again." You frowned.
"Well," Hotch spoke, causing you to return your attention to him. "I can say that wasn't the case here."
You felt fireworks erupt in your stomach. Hotch rarely complimented someone about their job.
"You were hired here, because of your strong work ethic, your intelligence..." Hotch's voice broke off, as he gazed at you. His expression was once again unreadable.
As you held his gaze, you felt heat rise in your cheeks. The air between you suddenly felt as if there was invisible electricity.
Rossi cleared his throat bringing you both back to reality.
"I...I should get back to work." You muttered quickly standing up. Rushing out of Hotch's office, you didn't allow either man to speak before you were gone.
"What was that all about?" Derek questioned as he saw you rushed towards your desk.
"Oh, um." Your mind betraying you and going blank. "He just wanted to talk about my dad."
"Your dad?" Derek questioned while raising an eyebrow.
You shrugged in response, before turning your attention back towards your work. Glancing up, you saw Hotch gazing down at you from his office. Grinning you dropped your gaze before shaking your head.
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"Today we have a few agents from the NCIS team." JJ introduced motioning towards the side they chose to sit on. "We have SSA Gibbs, SSA McGee, and SSA DiNozzo."
The BAU team gave them a warm greeting. JJ proceeded to introduce everyone on the BAU team. Once she was done, she began briefing everyone on the case that you would be working on.
Frowning, you gazed at the NCIS team. Leaning over you whispered to DiNozzo. "Where's Ducky?"
"He's examining another body," DiNozzo spoke leaning into you slightly. "They found another this morning."
"Another one?" You whispered furrowing your eyebrows together.
He hummed in response.
Pondering the thought, you leaned back in your chair. You had opted to sit at an end so that you would be in the middle of both teams.
Once the briefing was over, you rushed after Hotch. Grabbing his wrist, you pulled him to a halt.
"Y/N-"
"They found another body this morning." You rushed out, as worry was evident in your voice. "He's progressing faster than we anticipated."
"Are you sure?" He questioned, his eyebrows furrowing together. “Can I see the case file?”
Nodding your head, you handed him the file that you were holding. His fingers brush along yours as he gripped it.
Fireworks erupted in your stomach at the minimal contact. Since you had started working with the BAU, he had always been attracted to Hotch.
Clearing your throat, you took a slight step back as you realized the close proximity you both were in.
“This...This looks like you.” His voice was hesitant as he spoke.
“What?” You whispered in disbelief, as you rushed to his side suddenly not caring about contact or close proximity. Leaning against his arm, you gazed at the pictures of the victim. He was right, the victim had Y/H/C, Y/E/C, Y/S/C.
“I...” Your mind was quickly clouded, with a million thoughts a minute.
“I don’t want you on this case, Y/L/N.” Hotch’s voice stated as he gazed down at you softly.
“With all due respect Hotch, this is my job. I’m going.”
“We need her, Hotch. We don’t need to cost another victim their life.” Rossi spoke, joining the both of you.
“Fine.” Hotch huffed before leaving you and Rossi alone.
“He means well,” Rossi spoke clearing his throat.
“How do you know?” You questioned with a raised eyebrow.
“Because he has feelings for you.”
“How-”
“Anyone with a brain and Two eyes can tell,” Rossi spoke before he walked away.
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“We’re going to have to share hotel rooms,” Rossi spoke, as he rejoined the small group of BAU agents.
“Pretty Boy and I will share,” Derek spoke, throwing an arm around Spencer’s shoulder before taking the keycard from Rossi.
“I’ll share with Emily,” JJ spoke sending a smile her way.
JJ and Emily got on the elevator leaving the three of you alone.
“I’m rooming alone,” Rossi spoke, not bothering to stay around for Hotch to respond.
Sighing, Hotch turned toward you. A slight tint was prominent on his cheeks.
“I guess it’s you and me.” He spoke, gazing at you as he tried to read you.
“Guess so.” You spoke, rocking slightly on the balls of your feet. “Shall we go?”
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After you got in your hotel room, Aaron let you use the bathroom first, allowing you time to shower and change. Once you were done, you emerged from the bathroom.
Gazing at Hotch, you gauged his reaction. “What?” You questioned glancing down at your pajamas.
“Is...Is that my shirt?” Aaron questioned smirking slightly.
“Oh. Uh. I guess so.”
“When did you have time to steal that?”
You giggled, before shrugging. “Probably from the last time we roomed together.”
Hotch nodded before entering the bathroom, cutting the conversation short.
Sighing, you made yourself comfortable in bed. As you laid there, your eyes began getting heavier and heavier. Welcoming sleep, you hadn’t heard Hotch exit the bathroom or the gentle kiss he placed on your forehead.
“Goodnight, Y/N.”
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“Are you Y/N?” A tall man with dark hair questioned.
“Huh? Oh, yes I am. Who are you?” You asked with a raised eyebrow.
You had woke up early in the morning to go with JJ and Emily to get coffee, from a small cafe that was close to the hotel.
The man had a sly smile that made its way to his lips. “I’ve been waiting for you.”
Before you could respond, he was behind you, placing a chemical-filled cloth over your nose and mouth. Sleep overwhelmed you, as your coffee and cell phone fell from your hands.
Hey guys if you'd like to be added to the respected taglists just let me know and you'll be added. Also much love to all 6k of you for your love & support as well as your patience <3
Hello I saw your request was open so I was wondering if maybe the team find out about Spencer having a kid (like they come in with an injured puppy or something along the lines) and basically their reaction to that?
Who’s The Kid?
Pairing: BAU x Reader
Warnings: None
MASTERLIST
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“When’s the wedding?” Morgan sat on the edge of my desk with a smug look on his face
“What wedding?”
“Yours and the man that’s been leaving those beauty marks on your neck” he chuckled lightly nudging my shoulder
“Oh shut up”
“Hey, I’m just saying, if Hotch is marking you up like that I guarantee he’s bound to you for life” swatting his hand away from Aaron’s stellar work I looked over to the entrance of the bullpen
“No way” I’m pretty sure my eyes were the size of the moon
“What?” Derek turned and I heard him gasp
In walked Spencer and a little boy carrying a shoebox. The striking resemblance made me automatically think that this child is his
He can’t be, right?
“Hey guys, this is my son Kevin” Spencer held onto the little boy’s shoulder introducing us to the child, his child
“I- wha- hey, I’m Y/N it’s so nice to meet you buddy” stunned I flickered my gaze between Spencer and Morgan
“You’re the one that saved daddy from getting shot”
“What’s in the box Kevin?” Morgan quickly changed the subject as I sat here completely lost for words
“A birdie, he flew into my bedroom window and injured himself so daddy and I are taking care of him” the little boy opened the lid and inside was indeed a bird
“I am, uh..Spence, can we talk to you?”nodding he sat the little boy down by his desk and came back to us
“Hey there’s a little boy by Spencer’s desk, why is there a little boy by Spencer’s desk?” Penelope rushed over with the rest of the team trailing behind her
“Okay so I have something to tell all of you”
“You think?”
“He’s my son”
“What?!”
“Since when?”
“No way”
“Is this some kind of joke?”
They all fired their responses rapidly at Spencer equally as shocked as Morgan and me
“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you guys sooner”
“How did you manage to keep him from us for so long?” Aaron spoke up from his spot next to me
“Truth is I only found out about him a year ago and he’s been living with me since. Long story short, his mom kept him away from me because of my job” boy wonder explained stuffing his hands in his pockets
“What made her change her mind?”
“She’s dead, his grandmother wasn’t capable of raising him so she asked me t-“
“Daddy look!” Kevin called out drawing all of our attention
“He’s moving his wings”
“That’s great buddy let’s take him outside and see if he’s ready to fly” Spencer and the little boy rushed out the door
“Wow” JJ exhaled
“D-did that just happen or am I tripping?” Derek questioned gaze still set on the glass doors
Can we get a Hotch imagine where him and reader have been dating a long time, but the team doesn’t know. A cop on a case gets a little too friendly with reader and Hotch starts acting jealous. At some point he loses his cool and basically the whole team finds out about them?
My Agent
Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x Reader
Warnings: angry/jealous Hotch 🥵
I had a lot of fun writing this one 😌
MASTERLIST
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“You didn’t have to carry the boxes for me detective” I said as the man walked in carrying two boxes filled with case files
“I wasn’t gonna let a pretty lady carry these heavy boxes” he smiled sliding one across the table to me
The rest of the team was sat around the office recharging with their cups of coffee while discussing the victimoligy of our latest unsub
“Agent y/l/n, a word please” the stern voice of my boyfriend/boss halted our conversation. Without another word I quickly followed after the brooding man who lead me to the interrigation room
“Hotch, what’s wrong?” puzzled at his prominent scowl I asked, hands instinctively reaching for his
“Please tell me you’re seeing what I’m seeing”
“What are you talking about?”
“The detective has been oogling you the moment we set foot in the station” he rooled his eyes clearly annoyed by the other man
“I really don’t know what you’re talking about Aaron, he was just being nice, relax” I gave his arm a reassuring squeeze before making my way back to the team before they started looking for us
They didn’t know that the both of us had been seeing each other for the past couple months and we plan on keeping it that way until we are certain that we are able to work without having our judgment compromised in the field. When I returned to the group the blonde, blue eyed detective pulled up a seat for me just as Aaron walked into the room. I could tell that he was about to trip all the way off.
Looking over at him I mouthed no and he rolled his eyes sitting opposite me at the table, visibly upset by the man seated next to me who was currently trying to get to know me.
“I know that we’re working right now but I’d really like to take you out for coffee when this case is solved” he asked slowly tugging at his shirt collar
Please tell me Aaron didn’t hear that
“Detective we’d like to solve this case as quickly as possible but we can’t do that if you can’t stop hitting on my agent” If looks could kill, the poor detective would’ve been dead
Aaron’s heated gaze was trained on the man who was speechless at the fact that he was caught. Little did he know that it wasn’t just my boss who caught him but my actual boyfriend. The team shared a knowing look amongst themselves most likely figuring out our little secret from the way Aaron is reacting. He sat straight, chest puffed out, knuckles white from the death grip on his pen, eyes shooting daggers at the guy cleary exerting Alpha male behaviour.
The man apologized and tried his best to not cross Aaron’s wires again as we continued working on the profile. Locking eyes with him across the table I shook my head, smiling at the fact that he’s jealous. He rolled his eyes before turning his attention to JJ who was currently speaking.
Truth be told I did know what he was reffering to in the interrogation room but I wanted to see how long he’d last before he went nuclear. Needless to say, it was worth it.
Angry/jealous Hotch was sexy and when we get home I’ll show him exactly what seeing him like that does to me.
Request: Can we get some fluffy Hotch? Maybe the reader is sick with the flu/fever and is at the office and is really out of it and he takes her home and takes care of her??
Warnings: None
MASTERLIST
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Sniffling I walked into the bullpen and headed straight to my desk passing the group of profilers that were gathered at JJ’s desk
My head hurt, my body hurts, everything HURTS. It took everything in me to not stay in bed. For the past two days I had been trying to fight off the flu but today everything just took a turn for the wosre. Thankfully Aaron had an early meeting so he wasn’t there when I had to haul myself off the bed or to feel the heat from my forehead
“Good morning to you too” Emily said bringing me out of my thoughts
“Good morning” I croaked, voice breaking as I spoke
“Did you come to share your sickness because I don’t need or want it” Spencer said pulling out his tin of Lysol from his desk drawer
“We’ve got a case” Aaron announced on his way to the conference room. Getting up I stumbled a bit as my limbs felt like they weighed ten pounds folllowing behind the others. Finally making it to the others I sat while Penelope presented the case
As she went on about the murders all I could think about was going home to sleep away this sucky day. A nudge on my leg brought me back to the present, my concerned boyfriend was talking but I hadn’t heard a thing he said I only saw his lips moving
The others got up and left damnit y/n you don’t even know what’s going on hopefully I could catch up on the the way there. I was about to follow them but Aaron blocked me from leaving
“Are you okay, you seem a little off today?” his hand came up to my forehead and I shivered at the coldness. Frowning he shook his head
“I’m taking you home” crossing his arms he stared down at me
“What, no, I’m fine, we’ve got a case”
Lie, I felt like I was hit by a bus
“You’re sick, you have a fever, you’re congested and I’m pretty sure that your throat hurts when you speak” he listed off my symptoms nailing each one
“I’m not!” my voice failed me by cracking giving him the satisfaction he so desperately needed
“Where’s the case?” he asked smirking because he knew that I wasn’t even paying attention to begin with
“Let’s just go” grumbling I walked back to my desk and grabbed my belongings while he told the others that he would be working remotely. He took my stuff from my hands as we walked towards the elevator
“I hate you” glaring at him I pushed the button and he chuckled at my miserable state
“You love me” rolling my eyes I leaned on him the entire ride down to the parking lot to head back to our place
This is going to be a long day
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“Aaron I swear to all that is Holy I will shoot you if you force me to drink that poison” The raven haired man sat next to me holding up the cup of liquid DayQuil for me to drink
Shit is mad disgusting
“It’ll make you feel better” he chuckled bringing it to my face causing my nose to scrunch up at the scent of it
“I’d rather die” pushing his had away I held the covers over my mouth. Sighing he placed the medicine on the nightstand before straddling me
“Last chance to take it willingly”
He wouldn’t
“I guess we’re doing this the hard way” he held my face prying my mouth open and quickly poured the disgusting liquid down my throat. I tried pushing him off of me and moving my head but that failed, the man is strong
“How do you feel now that you’ve violated me?” smacking his chest I glared up at his hovering frame
“You love it when I violate you” he kissed my forehead before getting off of me to answer his phone in the next room
As much as I hate being sick having Aaron taking care of me is worth it
Summary: You’ve been a brat lately, disobeying your boss’s orders, taking more risks than usual which pissed Aaron off in so many ways
Warning: SMUT!! 18 AND OVER ONLY!!! Teasing, edging, cum play, oral male receiving, fingering
MASTERLIST
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“What was that?”
Here we go
“I was doing my job Hotch”
Removing my now soaked FBI vest I placed it in the trunk of the suv while Aaron stood there fuming at me for ignoring his order for me to wait for backup
“You put yourself and the child in danger when you went after the unsub alone”
“If I hadn’t gone after him he would’ve gotten away with the kid and you know it” I moved closer to him pointing my finger in his face
“Get your hand out of my face agent” his patience was wearing thin but I don’t care
“No” his large hand wrapped around my wrist squeezing it before pushing it aside
“When we get back to Quantico I want to see you in my office”
Letting out a frustrated groan I grabbed my bag with clean clothes and went into the house to change
That man infuriates me
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“I’ve had enough of your unacceptable behaviour”
Aaron and I were back at the bureau in his office. He was currently lecturing me on my irrational decisions as he put it but I wasn’t focusing on that. I was too busy enjoying his angry state, the way his jaw would clench, his scowl would deepen, the way his hands would clench
I wonder what it would feel like to have them wrapped around my neck as he railed me
At the thought Aaron’s cock stretching me out I had to squeeze my thighs together to get some form of friction to dull the ache
“Are you even paying attention to me?” he slammed his hand on his desk gaining my attention
“No” shrugging I relaxed further into the seat
“Agent-” his jaw clenched
“You’re such a hypocrite” It seems I may have struck a nerve, he calmly got out of his seat
“You know, I think I know why you piss me off” he went over to the window and shut the blinds before locking the door
“It brings me utter joy” I smirked at him as he sat on his desk
“Pleasure” my smirk faltered
“Don’t flatter yourself old man” he stood up and removed his jacket eyes locked with mine
“For the ten minutes I was talking to you, you squeezed your tighs together more than I could count, you stared at my hands probably thinking about having them on you” towering over me he removed his tie discarding it to the side
“You’ve been a brat lately and I know just what you want” his thumb brushed over my lips while we held each other’s gaze
“Oh yeah and what’s that?”
I’d be lying if I said that I wasn’t turned on by his dominance
“I’m going to fuck that tight little pussy of yours so hard that you remember who’s in charge” now at eye level he kissed me, hard
Moaning from the intensity of the kiss my fingers raked through his hair, which he most definitely enjoys. Breaking apart, he pulled me up to my feet, hands immediatley cupping my ass. Closing the distance between us I pulled him back in for a searing kiss gliding my tongue against his bottom lip asking for permission, our tongues fought for dominance which he easily won
His kisses were so damn addictive
“On your knees” looking into his lust filled eyes I obeyed
I watched as he unbuckled his pants, freeing his already hard cock which was leaking pre-cum. Not wasting any time I spit on his cock and wrapped my hand round him, slowly pumping. Looking him straight in his eyes I took the tip in my mouth teasing him with my tongue, enjoying the salty taste in my mouth
“Fuckkkkk” he threw his head back and wound his hand into my hair, thrusting his member down my throat until he bottomed out
“That’s it, suck my cock just like that” I continued my actions, saliva dripping from my mouth. My hands massaged his balls as his grip tightened in my hair. His cock started twitching and I could tell that he was close to his release
“Y/n” he moaned thrusting his cock into my mouth chasing his release
Spurts of his hot cum filled my mouth and he removed himself from me
“Swallow” he ordered and I gladly obeyed
Standing up I undid the buttons of my blouse putting my lace bra on display for him. His lips attacked the column of my neck, he nipped and sucked at my flesh until he found my sweet spot
“Aaron” my eyes rolled back enjoying the feeling of his lips on me
“Turn around” he spun me around bending me over his desk, hiking up my tight skirt giving himself access to my ass
His fingers traced my clit through my underwear eliciting a string of moans that fell past my lips at the contact. He hooked his finger in the waistband of my underwear pulling it down my legs. Stepping out of it I kicked it to the side, one of his hands pinned me down on his desk while the other spread my wetness, teasing my clit
“You look so good like this, face down, ass up ready to take my cock like the slut that you are” he entered one of his fingers into my needy cunt slowly thrusting
“You’re so tight” adding another finger he sped up his actions
His thumb worked on the bundle of nerves, curling his fingers inside of me hitting that one spot repeatedly. My legs started to shake signalling that I was on the verge of my release
Oh my God
“Don’t stop” breathlessly I reached back and held onto his forearm, pussy clenching around his fingers
The coil in the pit of my stomach was so close to snapping when he removed his digits
“What the fuck?” I pushed myself up
“Doesn’t feel good when someone doesn’t listen to your orders does it?” chuckling he held me down on his desk
He teased my opening with the tip of his cock before he entered me slowly stretching me out with his thick cock
“Holy shit” his hand clamped down over my mouth to muffle my moans
“I need you to be quiet unless you want everyone to know what we’re doing”
Nodding he removed himself immediately thrusting back into me, he quickly set a brutal pace and rammed his cock into me. I bit on my bottom lip, eyes closed as my boss fucked me into his desk
He raised one of my legs for better access which had him hitting my g-spot with much ease. Hearing the soft moans that came from him turned me on even more. His thrusts sped up as he started circling my clit bringing me closer to my sweet relief
“A-aron I’m close”
“Me too”
His hips started stuttering as his hot release coated my iinsides, his release triggered mine and I came all over his softening cock
“Fuck” breathless I laid my head against the table as we both rode out our highs
Aaron removed himself from me and I felt our cum run down my tighs. He fixed himself before grabbing one of his spare t-shirts from his bag to clean me up
