[Aaron Hotchner x Reader] One Shots

Forbidden Fruit *

Summary: After an almost breakup with your boyfriend, he invites you to come meet his family and stay with them for a week. You, however, catch his father's eye.

Warnings: 18+! Heavy smut, rough at times, Dom!Hotch, literally DILF!Hotch, boyfriend's dad!Hotch. Sir kink, daddy kink. Thigh riding, degradation also kinda. Just filth.
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The air is hot and humid, the leather sticks to the back of your thighs and you're still groggy from your nap. You're ten minutes away from Fairfax County and still confused at why your boyfriend insisted you come meet his family for the week, especially after you almost broke up.

Zach has a contentious relationship with his father, citing often that he loved work more than he loved his family. Meeting somebody whose reputation precedes them like this is a nerve wracking ordeal, it doesn't help that you're not great with kids either.

You soon turn into a quiet suburban street, lined with big houses, manicured lawns and shrubs and expensive cars. Zach pulls into a driveway where a beat up Chevy is parked.

As you're helping Zach bring the bags into the house, a blonde woman zips past both of you, throwing a quick, polite greeting your way and kissing Zach's cheek.

"Sorry I can't stay, I'm late for work, I'll see you guys at dinner tomorrow night. Nice to meet you!" She waves at you, climbing into the car.

You turn to Zach. "That's your Aunt Jess, right?"

He nods, placing a hand on your back, leading you through the house and into the garden. "She watches Jack while Dad's away. Speaking of whom..."

A little boy splashes around in the pool in front of you but as soon as he sees Zach, he all but flies out of the pool and tackles him with his wet body.

Zach grunts with effort, ruffling his wet hair. "Hey, buddy! I missed you. Give me two minutes, I'll change and jump in with you?"

The boy nods enthusiastically as his brother retreats inside. You crouch down meanwhile, outstretching your hand and introduce yourself.

"I'm Jack." He tells you shyly.

"Wow Jack, you're very handsome." You tease and he warms up slightly, smiling a little.

Twenty minutes later, you're splashing your feet in the pool in your bathing suit, a cool reprieve from the humidity when your throat suddenly feels scratchy. You reach for your glass, realising it's empty.

"Fridge." Zach shouts.

You throw your towel over your shoulder and pad inside to the cooler kitchen, blinking as your eyes adjust. You scan the fridge for some water, humming lightly to the music in your headphones.

You swear you hear a noise but you shrug it off - it's probably just the boys outside. You keep scanning the fridge, eyes falling to the bottles to the back, but when you turn around, you gasp in shock, bottles falling to the tile floor.

You're met with an older gentleman in a suit, who's watching you inquisitively.

"Shit!" No, I'm sorry," You stammer, unplugging your ears. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to curse, you just scared me, that's all."

The older man chuckles, ducking his head respectfully when the boys come in through the glass doors, their faces lighting up.

"Dad! I thought you weren't getting back until tonight."

Oh. Dad.

"Oh no, we got in from Phoenix earlier than expected so I came straight home, remembering we had company." He replies pointedly.