Yes Sir [Hotch X Reader]

Chapter 15

⚠️ Warning: Mature sexual content: daddy kink, orgasm denial, degradation, exhibitionism, basically more smut⚠️
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You can't help but groan as you feel him shift away from you to pick up the phone. Why did work always have to ruin everything? Seriously, you were finally having a good morning, and then-

"Hotchner," he says, putting the receiver to his ear. You can still feel his arm underneath you and hear his breathing. His tone is much different, you realize. The tone he took now was analytical and cold, much different than how he had talked to you moments before.

"Right. I'll let them know." He doesn't say goodbye before hanging up the phone. He sighs, returning the phone to its place on the bedstead before flipping over to face you. He places a hand lightly on your cheek.

"Another case?" You ask, hoping for anything but a yes.

"Out in Oregon" he nods. Of course.

"That's pretty far" you point out. It's an obvious statement, but its true nonetheless. You hated the idea of the entire team out on the otherside of the country tracking down a serial killer without you.

"I know. I'm sorry, but I have to go." You watch as he gets out of bed, stumbling to his closet. You felt bad for the team, having just gotten off a case yesterday and now having to work through the weekend. You can't imagine Emily and Penelope having to drag themselves to work after how much they drank.

You quickly put on your bra and the same oversized shirt you wore last night. It takes a minute to force your legs to stop shaking, and even then they quiver and wobble as you make your way to the closet. You lean against the doorframe, watching him put on his clothes.

"Can I come with?" You ask gently.

"You're still on suspension" he points out, buttoning his blue dress shirt. He doesn't even look up to awnser.

"I know. I just thought it was worth asking" you smile a bit.

"I swear, you'll be back in the office to help with all the paperwork" he returns your smile and he pulls up his dress pants, pulling the belt confidently through the loops.

"You're too good to me" you roll your eyes slightly before entering the closet, selecting a red tie with dark stripes. You hold it against his chest in order to compare it to the fabric of his shirt.

"You like that one?" He asks, his voice slightly amused.

"I like them all, but I think this one would look good with that shirt," you say analytically. You feel him bend down closer to you, his lips close to your ear.

"I think it would look better around your wrists" he replies.

"It's too bad you're leaving. I'd love to test that theory" you shoot back, your arms gliding up his arms to his shoulders.

"We have all the time in the world when I come back," he says before pulling you into another kiss. You can't help but smile against his lips.

The implication seemed to be that you were invited back.

"Y/n, we have to stop," he says, pulling away slightly "if you keep doing this I'm never going to let go of you."

"That sounds like a you problem," you say, beginning to fiddle with the tie "to me it sounds like a good time." He responds with a light smile and a rolling of his eyes.

"You know that I know how to tie my own ties, right?" He asks.

"I know, I just like being helpful" you respond without breaking concentration. You sigh frustratedly, undoing your progress to start again.