Criminal Minds One-Shots

Baby I'm Preying On You Tonight (Hotch x Fem!Reader)

The team was overdue for a case like this and you knew it. Things had been going too smoothly recently and it was only a matter of time before you found yourself in the centre of this much tension again. The case went badly, the unsub outsmarting you for far too long and the lack of evidence had the team arguing with local PD which only ever ended badly. While everyone was on edge Aaron was the most affected and you could see that in the way his anger bubbled to the surface now that you were finally heading to the airstrip to fly home.

You took the passenger seat of the SUV and while you knew Aaron's anger wasn't directed at you he'd been snapping out sharp remarks since you first left the precinct. His rage was building under the surface and you knew it was only a matter of time before it all boiled over. He stared out the windshield as he drove, his eyes practically burning lines into the road while his knuckles tightened around the steering wheel to the point that they were turning white. You hated seeing him get this worked up over a case and you wanted to put his mind at ease but for now, you simply leaned your head against the window and stared at the trees outside while you listened to Spencer and Derek's hushed conversation in the backseat.

The mood didn't change for the duration of the drive, the tension hanging just as heavy in the air, no one willing to talk about just how much this case had gotten under their skin. Your SUV pulled up to the airstrip first and everyone filtered out of the cars before making your way onto the jet. Everyone silently took their seats, settling into their own spaces for the flight home but you decided to follow Aaron to the most isolated seats at the back of the jet. Part of you expected him to ask you to leave him alone but instead, he simply nodded at you and moved his things off the seat next to him before gesturing to the now empty seat.

He rested a hand on your knee, a silent sign that he wasn't angry at you but grateful for your company. Your relationship with Aaron was no secret, the whole team knowing since you'd decided to make it more official. That was almost a year ago now and since then things between the two of you had become more serious than you could have ever imagined. You wouldn't trade what you had for the world. Part of the journey in your relationship had been exploring your kinks, your interests and limits. Aaron would never push you past what he knew you were comfortable but as the jet started to take off you realised he might just be about to test where you drew the line.

With the tension of the case, no one had really slept in days and by the time the jet was finally smoothly cruising through the air the rest of the team was already asleep, leaving you and Aaron the only ones left awake. Where your seat was positioned you were mostly hidden from view from where the rest of the team sat but you could hear their occasional snores and the quiet conversations finally dying down to complete silence. You could tell by the shift in Aaron's attitude that he'd also picked up on the fact that you were now the only ones not already asleep.

His hand started to move further up your leg from its previously innocent position on your knee and you made no attempt to stop him. If you were being honest, this was part of your plan when you'd decided to sit next to him on the flight home. Hell, it had been your plan since you decided to wear a skirt that morning. When you'd seen just how frustrated he was becoming with this case you knew eventually he'd need something to take it out on and knowing what he was like in bed when he was frustrated, you wanted it to be you that he took it out on. Watching the way Aaron argued and yelled with the local PD just before you'd finally left the station had turned you on more than you expected.

That was how you found yourself slowly parting your thighs, letting your skirt reveal more of your skin underneath as it started to ride up your legs, Aaron's hand continuing to creep even higher. You tried your best to control your reaction, steadying your breathing as his hand finally pushed underneath your skirt. He waited, his movements stopping as he watched carefully for your reaction, wanting to make sure you were comfortable with this. You looked up and met his gaze letting your eyes drag across his body, taking in the sight of him trying to act casually with his hand buried under your skirt. That was all the confirmation he needed and he moved his hand to wrap around your thigh.