i walk in and decide to pick out what i want to wear, not knowing what to wear i decide to text rossi, asking if i should dress fancy.
texts between rossi and abbie.
-Abbie: should i dress fancy or casually?
-Rossi: whatever you feel comfortable, Aaron and i will still be in our
suits but i suggest bringing tomorrows work clothes, and anything
you may need to get ready.
-Abbie: okay, i'll bring dessert, not just the food;)
- Rossi: i just showed Aaron, we'll be expecting you, how long do you think you'll be? we're starting to get inpatient baby.
-Abbie: i'm going to have a quick shower then i'll be on my way, do you mind me not wearing make-up?
-Rossi: you don't need make-up my beautiful, of course we don't mind.
-Abbie: are you and hotch alone? i want to show the both of you something but no-one else can see.
-Rossi: we're in Aarons office, both reading these why?
-Abbie: *attachment 1 image* i just wanted to show you both these little things.
i sent them a photo of my tits while i was in the shower, lathered in my watermelon scented body wash, i lock my phone and rinse my hair out and my body off, putting the dress that i always needed a reason to wear, wanting to look sexy i choose to wear it.
my dress:
i leave my hair naturally straight, choosing to pack my bag.
my outfit's in the bag.
i put my toiletry's in and then walk outside, getting in my car and then type the address into maps, starting to drive, grabbing some wine and cheese cake on the way, when i get there i see both cars there, i grab the bottle and box of cake, walking up to the door and knocking on the door i hear two sets of footsteps walk to the door, when they open the door they look down at me their jaws drop, i giggle at their reactions, they look up and we make eye contact, i blush slightly, moving the things in my hand to show them what i got. they both look down at the things i bought, grabbing the things out of my hands, with their spare hands they grab my hands, leading me into the house, we go to the kitchen, i see three plates of pasta arranged on the table, i smile as one of my favourite dishes is pasta. rossi puts the cheese cake in the fridge and hotch un corks the wine i brought, pouring all of us a glass. setting them all down on the table, he pulls out the chair in the middle, pulling my hand to motion to me to sit in the seat, i do so, he pushes my seat back in. they both sit on either side of me, i smile as they both place their hand on my thighs, we start small talking, i put a mouth full of my pasta in my mouth instantly moaning at the taste, both the boys hands on my thighs tighten. they both instantly look over at me, staring at me intensely, i open my eyes back up to see them looking at me. i blush profusely as they continue to stare.
hotch: Rossi, you're going to need to make this more often if she reacts like this every time.
rossi: i agree. she sounds amazing.
i giggle lightly, still blushing.
abbie: i don't want to be the only one eating, come on eat up.
they both chuckle, starting to eat as well, after you all finish, you all move to the couch, taking the bottle of wine with you, you were just sipping on it, you were yet again sitting in between them, not minding the warmth they provided. it went quiet for just a moment and that's when you decided to bring up the topic of the photo.
abbie: so how did you both like the photo i sent you?
hotch: we thought it was beautiful but we definitely want to see the real thing, what do you say?
abbie: lead the way, if your not comfortable that's fine but-
i got cut off by rossi standing and taking my hand in his, starting to pull me up stairs, weaving through some rooms, until rossi opens a door to show a large room,
a/n
773 words, thanks for still reading this.
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Фанфикa story where the two alpha males of the bau share their weakness of the same girl. the youngest fbi agent.