#collared!reader

[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

Join the 1.8k sleepover here

[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.