Better Together ReaderxHotchxReid

eight

As Hotch pulled into the driveway I suddenly felt nervousness settle in my chest. Was he gonna say he didn't want to be with me anymore? Had I messed up too badly? I was just sticking up for them I hadn't meant to cause a scene. I had good intentions in my actions. Though Hotch didn't look too angry anymore as he turned in his seat to look at me "Cmon." Hotch said nodding his head to the side before getting out.

Spencer turned in his seat to look at me, a slightly worried look sat upon his face and I matched the look on his face before getting out of the car myself, Spencer following behind me. Hotch held the door for us, walking in and locking up the door behind us. I turned to look at Hotch and he was just staring at me so I thought he was waiting for an apology. He was giving me the classic Hotch stare and everything. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to cause a scene, I really didn't, I was just sticking up for you guys. I couldn't bear to see someone say such nasty-" I couldn't even finish what I was gonna say though.

I was cut off but a pair of lips meeting mine, the force causing my back to hit up against the wall and I felt a moan trap itself within my throat as I kissed back. "Such a bad girl." Hotch said as he pulled away and I felt a whimper make it's way from my throat at the words, I found myself nodding my head, agreeing with his words. I mean, do bad girls get punished? I held back a smirk at my thoughts but said nothing.

"Both of you go up to my room, undress eachother and sit on the bed. I'll be up." Hotch says while stepping away from me and even in the dark of the living room I could see the lust swimming in his gorgeous brown eyes and I bit my lip, nodding. I could also see my lipstick smeared around his lips and said nothing as I grabbed Spencer's hand, going upstairs like we were told. "Where's the bedroom?" I asked Spencer and he simply led the way and I smirked but said nothing. I never stayed the night at Hotchs. Well I did once but I passed out on the couch, I never been in his room.

His room was kinda how I expected it to be. It was very clean, the bed made perfectly, a black and white simplistic theme. The blankets on his bed looked puffy and very comfortable. It was nice. The room smelt of clean linen and faintly of his cologne and I smiled at that as Spencer closed the door. "Can.. uh may I kiss you?" Spencer asks and I couldn't help but smile. "Of course you can, baby boy." I say, stepping forward to close the space between us, my lips meeting his. He was nervous and shy with how he kissed me and it was so adorable, he whimpered a bit into the kiss and I felt excitement bubble in my abdomen at the noise of excitement.

I reached down to unbuckle his belt and he gasped against my lips, moving his hips forward to try and get friction and I smirked into the kiss, pulling away to press kisses to his neck as I pulled the belt threw the loops, unbuttoning his pants and dropping them. I moved back to let him step out of them and he put his hand up and under my unbuttoned button up, sliding the thin material off and I moved my hands to let it fall on the floor before putting my lips back to his neck and he whimpered at the small touch. He was so verbal.

"Such a good boy. You're gonna be a good boy for us?" I whisper and he nodded, swallowing harshly as he ran his hands down my side and I sucked a bruise on his collarbone before taking his vest and button up off, leaving him in just his boxers. I could see he was already so hard, his erection tented within and I gently ran my fingertips over the bulge causing him to moan. "Shh, if he hears he might punish us. Be my good boy and be quiet." I say teasingly and Spencer only whimpered in response, grabbing the end of my cami and I lifted my arms, letting him pull it off.

"I bet you'd like that though. Such a good slut." I mumbled, pressing a kiss to his jaw and he nodded repeatedly, letting out a shaky breath. "Can.. can I.. may I uhm touch you?" He asks, his breath shaky and desperate with need. He sounded so hot and bothered. I nodded, running my hand up the slightly toned muscle of his front, going up till my hand rested on his throat as he grabbed my breasts with shaky hands, moaning lowly with a groan. He tried to unclip my bra but his hands were so shaky with need he couldn't get it and I helped him, watching as his face went red with embarrassment.