david rossi, hotch x reader

Part 2

the other team members look at me shocked, all besides spencer and hotch, i smile and so does spencer.

spencer: your type still the same or did it finally change?

abbie: still the same man, what did you expect?

spencer: for your daddy issues to go away?

he said making it sound like a question. i chuckle, looking at him with an eyebrow raised, he looks at me with red tinting his cheeks, i giggle.

Morgan: what does that mean spencer, you jealous you cant have her?

spencer: no, she has pretty bad daddy issues and only goes after older men and I'm worried about her meeting a bad guy, we work with them daily morgan.  

morgan: well rossi's 68 and hotch is 50 so she has choices. and we know there good guys.

i giggle even more as i see a smirking hotch and rossi, and a flushed spencer, as i giggled i felt four eyes burn into the side of my head, i look over making eye contact with rossi and hotch, their smirks still clear on their faces, causing me to blush, only making their smirks wider. 

spencer: well, that would help you abbie, i mean i think so at least.

abbie: what part are you confused about spence?

spencer: can i say it, or do you want to keep it privet?

abbie: even if i did i know for a fact that  garcia could find out anyway so go ahead, like morgan said it could help me.

i say the last part laughing, spence looks at me and smiles.

spencer: she's polly, meaning she dates more than one person at a time and they love each other equally, or at least she loves them equally. so maybe.

i look around and see a blank desk and remember that i don't know where my desk is. i turn back to hotch, only to find him staring atme already.

abbie: so, wheres my desk.

hotch: just behind you, right across from spencer's. 

abbie: thank you.

i smile and place my go bag and bookbag down i sit down and look up to everyone crowding around me desk, i don't see hotch or rossi for a second before feeling two different hands on my shoulders, i feel someone's breath on the side of my neck, making my breath hitch lightly, before hearing hotch's voice fill my ears.

hotch: meet rossi and i in my office in 5 minutes, not a second passed.

i nod my head and focus on what the others were talking about, i see both of them walk into hotch's office and look at my watch and see i had 1 minute left, i quickly excuse myself and walk up to the door, knocking lightly and hearing a gruff come in. i open  the door, walking in quickly and shutting it behind me, i look up to see them both sitting on the couch in there, leaving a small gap between them.

abbie: you wanted to see me, sirs.

hotch: you can call us our names, and yes we did.

rossi: please, do join us.

he motions to sitting in-between them, i nod and make my way over, turning to sit down i feel their eyes on my ass, i sit down and automatically their hands come down to rest on my thighs, them both giving a tight squeeze. i let out a quiet moan and flush red. 

hotch: we wanted to talk about what happened down there, how you blushed when you saw us looking at you, 

rossi: how you didn't protest to there comments.

abbie: sorry, if it made you uncomfortable you could have told them to stop. 

rossi: don't apologise, we just want to why?

abbie: nothing they said was really wrong so i left it.

hotch: so you would let us take you on a date?

abbie: i prefer to eat in but yes.

rossi: great, my place tonight.

he hands me a piece of paper with his address on it and kisses my cheek, along with hotch kissing the other cheek, my face felt like it was on fire. they both chuckle at me, i turn and kiss hotch's cheek turning to kiss rossi's as well, both their cheek's tinted a light pink making them giggle. they look down at me and squeeze both of my thighs at the same time, making me moan quietly again, the smirks come straight back to their faces. rossi leans in and whispers into my ear,

rossi: do you like that, hmm?

abbie: if it's from the both of you, apparently yes. it seem involuntary.

hotch: i have a feeling we might be doing more then eating what rossi's making and eating what your mother made.

he says calmly while sliding his hand higher, i hear rossi chuckle and start kissing the side of my neck, i lean my her away from him, effectively giving him more access, hotch keeps siding his hand up until he's cupping me through my panties with his hand up my skirt. 

a/n

839 words, thank you for reading this book.