Hands
Two fics in one night??? who is she she's sprint writing lmao
anyways, this is for my dirty smoochy angels who gave me a hotch's hands!kink <3
Hands
NSFW Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x Fem!Reader Contents: Smut, hands!kink, clit play Format: Drabble CM Timeline: N/A. Word Count: 1.5K
“I want to try something with you,”
Your heart thundered in your chest as you blinked at Aaron. He stood in your kitchen, drying his hands with a towel after washing the dishes that you’d used to cook him a meal. Jack was away for the weekend, and Hotch had muttered something about grabbing takeout as you said goodnight to him.
So you ended up dragging him to your place, adamant that your boss needed a home-cooked meal for once.
It seemed a good idea in theory, apart from the fact that you were completely enamoured by the man and he had no idea. Or so you thought. What you didn’t know was that the man had been taking extra notice of you these last few months, noticing how your gaze always fell onto his face, or his arms or hands. Whenever he was on his phone, he’d glance up to find you staring. But never at the phone itself - at his hands that held it like it was tiny.
And what you really didn’t know was that your face was the face that he saw in the dark hours, when the only illumination in the room was his bedside lamp as he lay in bed, his hand pumping his cock.
You watched how the towel glided along the roughness of his hands, the way his knuckles flexed as he placed the towel onto the counter island.
You coughed, shaking yourself out of your daze.
“What?” You managed to mumble as he met your gaze.
He said nothing, but walked around the island so that he was behind you. His left hand stroked your wrist softly, before his palm gently grazed up your arm, onto the shoulder, brushing your hair away from your neck.
“If I’m wrong, tell me now,” He whispered. You took a deep breath.
“You’re not,”
“Please tell me what you want,” His mouth was right beside your ear, his breath tickling your skin, creating a wave of goosebumps.
“Touch me,”
His hand graced upwards from your shoulder, his nails creating a dizzying pattern around your neck.
“Keep telling me,”
“Choke me,”
His fingers continued their dance around your neck, until his entire hand came to rest at the front of your neck. Tentatively, his fingers creeped around until they were holding you, and he began to squeeze your throat - softly at first - as his teeth pulled at your earlobe.
A soft whine seeped from your lips, and Hotch groaned as he buried his mouth into the crook of your neck, sucking and biting as his grip became stronger and stronger around your throat.
Just as it was starting to become too much, you tapped his hand lightly and he released you, but kept his hand on your skin, this time travelling down the front of your top. You turned your head just as his fingers slid under your bra, finding your hardened nipple straight away and beginning to play with it. His other hand locked itself into your hair, pulling you even closer to him as his open mouth met yours - warm and seductive, with an added excitement at the idea that what was happening right now could be completely wrong. But neither of you cared as his hand continued to work on your breast, awarding him with whimpers and groans into his mouth as his tongue slid across yours.
But you had to break the fantasy. A little voice was whining in the back of your head, urging you to stop - to question what was happening right now.
You broke away from the kiss.
“Stop,”
His hand slipped upwards, away from your skin and out of your reach and you missed the feeling straight away, but your chest was beginning to feel too tight to be comfortable. You turned around to face him.
“I’m sorry,” Hotch sighed, running a hand through his hair.
“No, it’s just..is this? I mean, is thi--fuck. What is going on right now? Is this okay? I’m freaking out, Aaron,” Your words slipped on top of each other as your breathing became a little more erratic than it should have been.
“Y/N,” He placed his hands onto your shoulders firmly. His eyes read determination, seriousness but a softness glistened within them, and your breathing began to slow back down. “I want you, but only if you want me,”
A giggle escaped your lips as you smiled. “Shit, I want you, Aaron. But why now? Why right now, when we’ve never spoken about this before?”
“I felt like it was now or never. I’d never make a move if I didn’t do it tonight,”
You stared at him and found a small air of vulnerability seeping through his features. It was enough to shut the voice in your head up.
You fisted a handful of his t-shirt, pulling him towards you roughly.
“Touch me again,” You whispered. He didn’t need to be told twice, though this time his hands were hungry - grasping at your flesh, his nails digging in as you watched his arms tense up, the veins creating a boiling hot fire deep within you. You matched his desperation, allowing your hands to roam wherever they wanted, wherever you’d dreamed of touching him, all the while your lips and tongues clashing together in a blurry, hot frenzy.
He wrapped his arms around your waist tightly, pulling you towards him with such a force that the stool that you were sitting on came tumbling down with a loud crash. Neither of you cared as he continued to ravage your mouth, your body, as he carried you to your couch in the living room.
“Undress me,” You gasped in between kisses, your breaths excited and shallow as he detangled himself from you, taking his time to pull your t-shirt over your head. His fingers trailed around the bare skin on your back as he unclasped your bra, before moving on to pull your shorts down. You stepped out of your shorts and underwear, staring down at him as he kneeled in front of you, his eyes worshipping your body. You felt a fire race around your skin, following where his eyes roamed as he took in the sight of you.
The look on his face was an expression that you couldn't have even dreamed of. His chest rose and fell heavily as the lust grew in his blood, his pupils blown out as he raked your body with a ravenous smile. Watching you as if you were something holier than he deserved to see, as if he couldn’t quite believe how you looked under the clothes that he’d always seen you in - like his imagination was being kicked in the gut for not preparing him for this sight...in the best way possible.
Without any warning or sign, his hand glazed against your clit. You let out a sharp gasp as his thumb began to rub you gently.
“Your hands,” You whined as he increased his pressure. He smirked at you, before removing his hands from you. The ends of his fingers glistened. You grabbed his hand, the rough skin sparking a pang of desperation down below as you suckled onto his fingers, the look on his face driving you wild.
“I knew it was my hands,” He muttered. You pushed his fingers out of your mouth, and they slowly slid back down to your clit, teasingly rubbing circles.
“What?” It came out as a whine as he suddenly pushed his fingers down, creating a rhythm that you thought only you could do well on yourself. He was almost better at it than you were.
“You always stare at my hands,”
“They get me off,” You admitted, with a series of moans and cursing soon following as you felt an orgasm approaching - way quicker than you’d ever known it to happen.
“They get me off too,”
“They do?”
Your back was already beginning to arch as you felt a burning light coming for you, creeping up your shoulders and tensing them up as the fire built.
“I always thought about my hands on you. They look so good on you,” He whispered. His free hand closed around your neck without warning as his pace on your clit became relentless. The fire exploded, the build-up becoming too much as you came, his name trailing out of your mouth amidst the soft whines as you relished in the feeling. Your body felt alive - more alive than it ever had before - and just when you thought the feeling was subsiding, it crashed upon you again in a fizzing wave just from the sight of him watching you in awe.
No one had ever made you cum quite like Aaron Hotchner just did.
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