#collared!au

[hoe4hotchner]

Okay, i just am thinking and thinking and thinking about collared!au and like, could i please have a smutty blurb/imagine of him being super soft!dark!hotch in that verse? It could be anything!

Aaron has you wearing this outfit to work.

“(Y/N), my office.” Aaron coldly said as he Walked past your desk. You got up and followed behind him. Trying to pull your skirt down to cover your cheeks.

Your gaze was fixed on the ground, as you submissively waited for Aaron to make his next move. Aaron sat down in this chair with a sigh, looking at you with furrowed brows.

With a single snap of his fingers, he had you straddling his lap. His hands rested comfortably on your hips. You could feel the bulge in his pants rub against your wet core.

“You’ve been slacking in your reports kitten.” Aaron kissed from your jaw down your collar bone. “And you know how daddy feels about that.” His eyes darkened with lust.

“Sorry sir.” You whimpered.

“Are you really.” He quirked a brow at you. His hand groping your soaked cunt. “Something’s telling me you aren’t…. Slut!” He growled through gritted teeth, pinching your clitoris. You yelped out in surprise, which quickly turned into a moan as he pushed his fingers through your clothed folds.

Aaron worked you until you were a whining and begging mess, hoping to get your release. He stopped, lifting you off his lap with a firm slap to your butt.

“Go do your work! You better have a finished report for me when I call you… or you know what will happen.” Aaron grabbed your throat, pulling you eye level with him as he gave it a reprimanding squeeze. “And we don’t want that. Now, do we?” He questioned.

“No sir.” You obediently agreed before he sent you down to the bullpen again, but this time you were hot and bothered.

[hoe4hotchner]

Congratulations boo!!! I have a moodboard request for ya (only if you’re up to it!)

🌎-hotch for the collared au! Just 🥵

Thank you boo!!!!!

Collared!Au - Being Hotch’s property

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[hoe4hotchner]

Another idea, collar!au reader going absolutely feral with jealousy after someone flirts with hotch (im thinking lots and lots of marking and hickies just ahhhh)

"I thought I was supposed to be the one to mark you?" Hotch chuckled as you cornered him in his office, straddling his lap and started grinding yourself against him while locking your lips around the juncture between his neck and shoulder.

You were only fueled more by this, your teeth grazing and nipping against the spot as you sucked a perfectly round mark, soon to turn purple.

He was yours, not that new PA intern or whatever she was supposed to be. You had watched by as she pushed herself against him, desperately trying to get in his pants, but Hotch, he knew what she was trying to do. And he didn't like it much himself. Instead, he acted civilized and professional as he sent her to get coffee.

"Okay, enough." He smiled, patting your bum. But you didn't stop.

"I said enough!" Aaron grabbed your chin between his fingers, pulling you away from him as you growled at the loss of contact. He could see your blown pupils, too far gone to care about work.

It was without a doubt decided to just let you remain in his lap as he finished up and was able to drag you home to really show you who he belonged to and who really owned who.

[hoe4hotchner]

Im not sure you wanna do one with collar!au but that’s seriously one of my faves cuz the world is so dark and inherently smutty but had sooo much potential for softness and hurt/comfort But what if aaron snaps at reader and she’s super upset and he needs to apologize

You know I'm a HOE with big bold letters for this AU

"(Y/N)! For once just do as I say! I own you! You're nothing but an object for my pleasure!" Aaron yelled as you'd interrupted him, wanting to know if he wanted his dinner in the office or with you in the kitchen. The case he was working on was stressing him out, and you knew that he was lashing out because of it, but it still made you upset.

His eyes snapped open as he realized what he had said. Watching your eyes fill with tears as you backed out of the office and hurried down the hallway. He could hear as the property tag on your collar, deeming you his, jingled with every bounce of your step.

"Wait, baby!" He called out, getting up from his seat as he raced after you. He could hear your soft whimpers and cries from the closet in the bedroom. He knew you'd heard him come in because you suddenly got silent.

"Hey, I'm sorry that I snapped. I shouldn't have. You know that I meant nothing of what I said. It's the case. Sorry honey. You know I love you right?" His tone was soft as if he was trying to coo a small frightened animal out. Which, truth be told, you were viewed as by society.

Aaron crouched down next to the door, opening it to reveal your shivering form and tear-stained cheeks. You didn't even look at him. Yet you let him crawl in next to you, guide you into his arms, and let you cry into his chest without a single protest.

You hated how it was, the collar, the life, the loss of control. You were just happy that it was Aaron who had claimed you, he was a far better man than most and still let you function like you'd done before it all happened.

[hoe4hotchner]

okay but like collared!au with hotch where you work together and some annoying ass officer makes a comment about you being collared by your boss and Aaron puts them in their place and then is all loving with you afterwards

Blurb is under picture and cut.

Steeping a tea bag in your mug while waiting for the coffee pot to finish brewing the drink for Aaron, you felt the presence of someone else.

"So.... the boss's bitch? Huh?" You looked over at the figure, the agent leaning against the countertop, his arms crossed over his chest with a sly smirk on his lips. You felt your jaw drop as you didn't know how to respond to the insult he had seemingly just flung at you.

"And what if she is?" You heard a stoic voice behind you, turning around to see the face of your boss and owner. His face contorted into a frown as he shot daggers at the agent through his eyes.

Zoning out at the argument between the two, your fingers tentatively grazed the metallic plate on your collar, confirming your ownership to Aaron.

You felt the submissive state of mind slowly starting to overtake your mind as you tried to focus on the previously given task: get something to drink. With a little hesitancy, you poured the coffee into Aaron's mug while also finishing your tea how you liked it.

"Here." You smiled up at him as you handed him the steaming drink. Aaron instantly noticed the foggy look in your eyes as he turned his attention back to you after reprimanding the agent about appropriate workplace etiquette and how he'd make a call to his superior first thing in the morning.

"Thanks love." He pecked your forehead before accepting the mug held firmly between both of your hands, careful not to drop it, it was his favorite after all.

Wrapping his arm around you to make sure that you followed him back to his office, he grabbed your mug with his free hand and guided the two of you up the steps. He was happy that the team had left a while back, leaving the two of you almost completely alone in the BAU office.

Careful to not spill anything, he unhooked his arm from around you, placing the mugs on his desk before he pulled you down to snuggle in his lap. You'd been supposed to help him finish some reports so you could leave early, but right now, you sat more like a trophy of his accomplishments than an active member of the team.

[hoe4hotchner]

Collared!AU thought vaguely inspired by something I overheard a mother tell her very young daughter about my dog when we passed them on the street. It’s so vague that it actually has nothing to do with what they said, just the fact that I started thinking about it immediately after.

Also @mayasreadingnook you’re my main hoe for this AU, so.... enjoy bestie!!

So in this AU, it’s legal for owners of establishments to crave that owned women are leashed if their owner is there with them or another suitable candidate. And since these places are starting to get more and more frequent as they travel from each state, JJ has started wearing turtle necks to cover up her collar.

You, on the other hand, are always asked to put on the leash by the owners, but it’s always directed towards Hotch after they manage to make out the engraved name on your tag.

You look at him with one of those “it’s not fair” looks, why he wouldn’t stand up for you when JJ is going free, knowing bloody well that either Spence or Morgan could hold the leash. You always felt humiliated in these situations, although you’d never told Hotch, he already knew.

And he’ll look at you so apologetically, although we all know he loves it. While he murmurs: “I’m sorry, baby” as he clips the leash to the ring in your collar. You feel so defeated that you don’t even ask any of the questions you’d wanted to ask the owner of the bar you were in.

You stand close to Hotch waiting for everything to be done with. The team can tell that you’re bothered by it, so Morgan doesn’t joke about it, at all, like he usually would.

That night Hotch brings you back to the hotel with a promise of showing you how beneficial the leash actually can be as he rams into you from behind.

[hoe4hotchner]

Can i have a collared!au x innocentish!reader thats silly/fluffy/smutty where hotch just derives so much joy from flustering reader with his dirty talk and telling her what he wants to do to her/her to do to him, and she’s just like wtf, that’s a real thing? And then proceeds in a super awkward way making him laugh

Aaron brushed up behind you near the coffee station, leaning down beside your ear.

"Do you know how much I want you right now?” He breathed, sending shivers down your spine. You spun around to look up at his towering body.

"What?" You nervously managed to get out, an unsteady tone hinting in your voice. Aaron smirked at the reaction he got out of you, seeing you practically squirm before him.

“Tonight, you are not allowed to cum until I say so.” He growled, hooking a finger through your collar. He drew you closer to him, his mouth hovering over yours. He watched your eyes widen at the sudden display he was performing in the middle of the bullpen, everyone could see you if they turned around.

"O-Okay, s-sir." You stuttered, clearly taken back by how frisky he was getting about his plans for you tonight. Hotch's smile only got bigger.

“I want you to kiss every inch of my body. Worship me. Show me how much you belong to me.” He whispered, giving you a quick peck on the lips before he send you back to work on your reports. You were flustered, seeing him stride away so calm and in charge, while you didn't know how to react.