Criminal Minds One-Shots

'Cause You Can Be The Beauty, And I Could Be The Monster (Hotch x Fem!Reader)

"Come in and close the door." You heard Hotch's commanding voice call out as you knocked against the door to his office. The door was already opened just a crack and you slipped inside shutting it fully behind you. The only sound in the room was the click of the lock and your heels on the floor as Hotch remained silent. He kept his eyes down not even looking up from the case file in front of him as you shifted awkwardly, holding you in the suspense of what was about to happen.

The team arrived back from a case just an hour before and you had barely settled in at your desk to start your write up and paperwork when your computer screen lit up with a notification.  You opened it to see an email from Hotch, a brief one with the only information being that you two "needed to talk." Normally an email like that would panic you but this time, you knew exactly what he meant by that. If anything you were surprised he hadn't called you into his office as soon as you arrived back from the airstrip. 

The case you just worked on went on for four days and on the first night you came up with an idea. There was something you'd been wanting to try with Hotch for a while now but you were yet to ask him about it, afraid that he would turn the idea down. You spent the following days on the case teasing him in every way you knew how hoping he would finally give you what you'd been wanting. Now walking into his office with the door closed behind you and his blinds already drawn you were almost certain he would.

The two of you had been dating for months now but you were still keeping it a secret from the rest of the team for now. With them unaware you usually kept things professional at work, only spending time together on the jet while the others slept or busied themselves with work and in the hotel at night to keep it subtle but this time was different. You wanted to see what kind of a reaction you could get out of Hotch if you pushed the limits, pushing down every button you knew he had as you tested his authority at every chance you could. You let your more bratty side show as you argued with him over parts of the profile you disagreed with, ignoring his warnings to keep your attitude in check. It was obvious on the flight home that it had worked. You'd never seen him as worked up and frustrated as he was on that flight.

Hotch finally glanced up from his work, his head tilting slightly to the side seemingly surprised at your now suddenly polite and well-behaved attitude. You smiled sweetly at him when he finally met your eyes, acting as if you didn't know why you were there. He let out a sigh and threw the pen he was holding down onto his desk, running his hand down his face.

"I think you know what this is about Y/N." He said keeping his voice professional as he spoke but you could hear the clear tone of annoyance underneath. You knew this was all part of Hotch's game too, feeding into what he knew you wanted from him. If your behaviour over the last few days had truly annoyed him in a professional sense he would have told you so. Boundaries were set at the beginning of your relationship and you would never push him too far. Especially not at work, it was too big of a risk to jeopardise your work. "Your behaviour and attitude over the past few days have been simply unacceptable."

"I'm sorry Sir." You dropped your voice and nodded letting your eyes fall to the floor to avoid his disappointed gaze. It was you that first brought up the idea of adding a dominant and submissive aspect to your relationship one night while you were discussing your interests. Hotch was unsure at first, afraid that he would push you further than you were comfortable with but once you assured him that nothing he did could ever make you feel uncomfortable - and if he did you would always let him know immediately - the role came naturally to him. After all, he spent all day every day in a position of power over others and respect at work so bringing it into your personal life hadn't been a drastic change.

"An apology isn't good enough, I expect to see a drastic change from now on," Hotch stated firmly, a sharp edge to his voice. He pushed his chair out from under his desk and stood up then. You waited for a moment to see if he would move towards you but he remained exactly where he was, leaning forward slightly with his hands planted on his desk.