Puppy!reader who goes into heat and starts building a nest under Hotch's desk in his home office. And Puppy!spence is confused why she's taking all their pillows, blankets and stuffies with her. She'll even steal hotch's sweaters and (maybe even his underwear). Everything just needs to smell like comfort to her. Hotch haven't been able to find her all day and when he goes to work a little his feet meet her body and he looks under his desk and there she is. pretty please!!!
Can I just.... you know.... make a nest under his desk too? Please :)
Spencer has watched you all day, dragging every soft thing you could find with you towards Hotch's office. Although he had locked the door, you somehow managed to open it and make your nest.
You always saw him sitting in there, knowing that you would be protected while you were in your most vulnerable state.
Aaron was confused when he got home, only being greeted by the boy was out of the norm. But he figured that you had fallen asleep somewhere, having known that you had started your heat the day prior and that you'd probably hide from Spencer since he wasn't your mate in the romantic spectrum.
He shrugged when he couldn't find you, he let you be where ever you were hiding, knowing that you couldn't have gotten out and that you were somewhere in the apartment.
As he pushed himself in at his desk you groaned groggily as the tip of his shoe briefly brushed against your side. Truth be told, you had fallen asleep.
Aaron stuck his head under the desk after pulling back out, seeing you bundled up in what he could only assume was every single blanket in your sight.
"That's where you were." He smiled, leaning down to pet you. You leaned into his touch, delicately as you were still a bit out of it after waking up.
"Is that my underwear?" Hotch questioned as he saw the band of the boxers he specifically remembered throwing in the laundry basket that morning.
You let out a low whine, thinking that you'd gotten in trouble, but Aaron just pushed it away, knowing that you usually weren't much of a trash and dirty clothes stealer. He let it slide this time.
nsfw thought about hotch x puppy!reader with innocence kink <3 hotch touching her that way for the first time and her having no idea that her body could feel this way...she starts moaning and whimpering without even realizing and soon she starts begging him to never stop touching her
NSFW under cut
She's so confused when it happens and might be a little scared at first, but it feels so good, so why would she want him to stop. Her little leg will be kicking in the air as she gets closer and closer to her release, never having felt this good before. It almost feels like she's being scratched in that one spot behind her ears.
Hotch just smiles and gives her side a few heavy pats after she came, calling her a good girl for taking it so well. He knows that it has tired her out and uses the time to go work in his office for a bit.
When Puppy finally regains her senses she bolts to find him, nudging his hand and when he finally shoots her a look, she immediately topples over on her back with her legs spread for him. She wants more.
Her tail is whipping back and forth waiting, but Hotch just leans down and pats her stomach again. "Maybe later puppy." He smiles before returning to his files.
can you please write something about puppy reader getting a shot and hiding in hotchs t shirt all day just wanting to be close to him
It's literally just her yearly shot and she will act like the biggest baby all day. Not wanting to walk at all. Always whining when Hotch tries to leave her alone for a split second, even though he's just going to the bathroom.
She will lay in his lap all day if she can manage to. Pout and whimper up at him until he kisses the spot where she got her vaccine. And she'll have him carry her around all day and if he doesn't cry she'll scream the way huskies do when they're being dramatic.
okay i love puppy!spencer and puppy!reader with owner!hotch but consider.. kitty!reader with puppy!spencer and owner!hotch!! kitty's never been around a puppy before and spencer is energetic to say the least so it takes a while to get used to him being in her face all the time 😭
Just a general FYI (not aimed at you anon but on everyone) I'm not too interested in writing kitten!reader tbh, mainly because I can't picture myself in that spot. So I probably won't answer too many kitten!reader requests.
But that being said....
You've started getting acquainted with the apartment and are feeling slightly more comfortable each day that passes. One evening while Hotch is cooking dinner, you're lounging on the couch, your tail curling up in tired swings.
You were half asleep when you felt a pair of eyes and a nose dangerously close to your face. When you opened your eyes, Spencer was an inch away from you.
You tried to ignore him, fluttering your ears in agitation, and hoped that he would go away. When he didn't, you hissed, sending the boy whimpering and scurrying around on the other side of the couch and into the kitchen.
"I told you not to bother her, didn't I? You silly boy." You could hear your owner's voice and the few heavy pats to Spencer's side.
puppy licking and kissing all over aaron’s scarred chest when she finally sees him shirtless cause that’s what he did to all her scars when she first let him touch her like that. like “yes :) this is what we do with these marks, they won’t hurt now <3”
The first time Aaron had seen your scars, was the day he had brought you home. His first instinct was to change you out of those ratty old clothes and get you into something more comfortable and clean.
He spotted the first mark on your shoulder and thought nothing of it. But when he revealed more and more, littered everywhere, except your face, he was heartbroken.
You didn't understand at all why he looked so sad as he pulled you into his lap on the couch. Your body wiggled and wagged with excitement as he started kissing every inch of your scars, making sure that you understood that they couldn't hurt you anymore.
So the day you woke up when the sheets had bunched around his waist and revealing his scars from Foyet. You instantly knew what to do. Your tail swung happily behind you as you crawled closer to him, almost straddling his lap.
Carefully, you started licking his scars, making sure that they too wouldn't hurt anymore. Aaron woke at the sensation of saliva on his tongue, almost ready to pull you away from him until he noticed what you were doing.
He softened, seeing you giving him the same treatment he had given you just days prior meant that everything was going to be just fine.
Warnings: Pet play (none hybrid), soft/dark!Hotch, I mean... doggy style sex, fingering, floor licking, food mentioning, slight breeding kink.
A/N: This is a late birthday (request) present for my bestie @mayasreadingnook !!! Happy Birthday boo!!!
It had been a few days since you last had been present in your human mind. All rational and responsible thoughts were exchanged for playful happy jumps and a greater need to obey and serve your owner.
Aaron had taken time off from work when you’d announced the three weeks you’d been granted off by your boss as a reward for your great work at the company. He had seen it as his cut to have you how he liked you: following him on your hands and knees as you begged for attention and playtime. He could resist your eyes, overloaded with cuteness as they only got wider and wider with every begging whine that left your vocal cords.
You’d forgotten everything about your birthday, how it happened to fall during your time off, and especially now that you were nothing more than Aaron’s carefree puppy. It was a wonder that you’d managed to stay under his spell for so long, usually only lasting a day or two, but this time it was different. You were nearing the end of the week and still hadn’t as much as thought about taxes, groceries, or other worldly worries that could possibly sneak their way into your brain. It was wonderful.
You’d been lounging around while Aaron was gone, starting in the basket he’d brought for you and in the end, laying upside down on the couch. Your tail had fallen in between your legs, tip dangling over the edge of the couch after the last time you’d rolled around to find a better spot.
You knew you weren’t allowed on the couch, but it was just so much softer and comfier than your bed. Aaron hated when you didn’t follow his orders, and you really tried to obey his every word, but the couch was like catnip, calling your name every time he left you in the house alone while you were in puppy space.
It didn’t register that the door clicked opened before you heard the sound of a bag being dropped on top of the dining table. You didn’t move, hoping that your statue-like posture would make you invisible to his gaze. But it was already too late.
It was like he snuck up on you. His hands clapping and gripping around the back of the couch, sending jolts of fright down your spine at the shock. Your eyes shifted up at him, carefully starting to wiggle your rump and act cute to get out of your punishment. Your paws were lifted to your chest, casually pushing and framing your breast in his direction. It wasn’t your intention to do so, but it always happened when you begged.
“You’re lucky it’s your birthday.” He smiled, leaning over the back to caress your cheek and give your stomach a few hearty pats. “Now down we go, Puppy.” Aaron gave you a gentle push, encouraging you to jump off the plush seat.
“Let’s give you your cake first.” Aaron grinned, lighting the single candle on the bone-shaped cupcake that he had picked up at the local bakery. They usually made them for canine consumption, but being that the ingredients were safe for humans, he didn’t think twice before buying it for you.
He placed it down between the two of you. You couldn’t quite figure out what he wanted you to do with it, and he hadn’t given the release command yet, so you definitely weren’t going to test your luck and just take it. You tilted your head up at him with a confused whine.
“Oh, that’s right! Can’t blow out candles now can you?” He chuckled, giving you a few pats to the crown of your head before he took the cupcake, blew out the candle, and placed it back for you to consume.
“Okay!” On that note, you went face first into the confection. Your nose dug into the frosting as you lapped, nipped, and chewed on the delicious treat. You were so consumed by the sweetness that you didn’t notice Aaron moving behind you.
He flipped your tail over the arch of your back, slowly running his fingers over it until he reached your collar. Without any resistance from you, he locked his hand around the band, holding you in place, while his other hand moved between your legs.
Aaron started moving his fingers between your folds, slowly starting to work you up as he brushed them over your clit. With a face stuffed full with cake, your moans were muffled, pleasing Aaron as he knew just who your sounds belonged to.
With one finger, he gently started pushing it against your waiting hole. Slowly working it further and further in before pulling back out and repeating the action. When you got looser around him, he added another. In, out, repeat. His fingers started curling against your spot, making you pant and bark, focus completely gone from the last few crumbs left on the floor.
“Eat your treat Puppy, don’t mind me.” He cooed, moving your head by your collar and slowly having you lick the rest of the cake up.
“Good, Puppy!” Aaron’s praising words went straight to your brain, making you roll your eyes back into your skull and move in tandem with his thrusting fingers.
Bliss out, you didn’t feel his fingers leaving your core. You didn’t hear the sound of his zipper. You didn’t really register anything until you felt the blunt head of his hard cock pressing against your cunt.
Aaron seethed himself inside of you, moving at a relenting pace as his free hand grabbed a chunk of your hair to further steady himself.
“You love your birthday treat, don’t you?” His words were punctuated through his gritted teeth, snapping his hips against yours and letting the air around you be filled with the sound of skin against skin.
You howled in response, all thoughts completely gone and exchanged for the need to breed. You couldn’t tell if you were moving as well, or if it were the yanks on your hair and collar that made you move back and have him hit your cervix with every thrust.
With heaving, quick pants, the room started spinning around you. You felt a tightness in your belly, getting tighter and tighter with each thrust, in and out. Aaron could feel it too. Your walls biting down on his cock, trying to force it to stay inside of you.
With a toe-curling bark, you released around him, almost falling and sprawling down on the floor, only being held up by his hands. Aaron finished himself off inside of you. Watching as your mixed cum slowly got pushed out of you as he pull himself out.
He enjoyed the view for a moment, letting go and watching as you regained your breath and senses on the floor.
“You’ve gotten messy, Puppy.” Aaron chuckled as he flipped you over on your back and saw the dollops of frosting on the tip of your nose and corners of your mouth. You yipped up at him with a tired grin.
Aaron only shook his head at you, scooping you into his arms to go get cleaned up. And maybe, just maybe, back to being you again.
no but my dog is one of the friendliest creatures you will ever meet so if he growls at you, it’s an immediate red flag for me. i can definitely see hotch doing the same thing and trying to get out of whatever situation he can with the person if puppy growls at someone :)
Puppy only ever growls when she's playing tug of war with Morgan and even then Hotch doesn't like the sound. She knows that he doesn't accept those aggressive tones, even when it's just for fun.
So when she instantly starts growling when a new intern enters the bullpen. Aaron knows that it's bad news and instantly has García check into the woman, finding out that she's been working under a false identity. And is actually a criminal.
Puppy is given a small (meaningless) medal by the team for her service because she initially rescued them from a potentially fatal situation.
Ok so i had this thought and went "aaaaawwww" out loud
Just imagine Hotch taking puppy!Spencer and puppy!reader to get their pictures taken. And even better: Family picture
At first, the individual pics are so them. Spencer can't sit still and hops and jumps and rolls around. The photographer needs to use every trick in the books to keep him calm long enough to take a lic that isn't blurred. But they show how handsome and lively he is.
Puppy on the other hand is extremely photographic and goes into the poses the photographer tells her to. She thinks of it as a game and her tail doesn't stop wagging, having the time of her life while getting all the praise.
The family pic, oh, this is the cutest shit. Just them looking all lovingly at each other, the puppies sitting and laying all over Hotch and he gives this little smile while he looks up at the camera and ahhh, just the cutest shit.
Aaron takes this picture for Christmas Cards and gets an excited call from Penelope as soon as she gets hers, telling him she needs at least five more copies of this one
-🐶
YES!!!
That's. exactly how it would be.
When the photographer finally manages to take a good picture of Spence, his mop of hair is covering his eyes and half of his body is still kind of blurry because he can't sit still for the love of God.
Puppy, on the other hand, she's a little scared to mess up still and will do anything that the photographer wants her to that. That is if the command comes from Hotch though, cause she's a little skeptical of the stranger. But they get some amazing photos of her taken. And when because she's doing so good they praise her endlessly and she's just a happy little pup throughout the whole shoot.
For the family photo, Spencer has jumped up behind Hotch, his hands on his shoulders and peaking up from behind his owner. While Puppy is strewn across his lap, hands to her chest and she's looking up at Aaron with the biggest and widest eyes of adoration for the man that saved her.
Penelope wants the pictures plastered all over the BAU office and she wants a small card for her desk and then a big printout for her home because she almost can't believe that her boss looks so happy.
