One Shots | a. hotchner |

Maybe... just this once?*

Summery: Aaron is overworked and he needs to get out some frustration... that's it

Warnings: NSFW, oral (m receiving) age gap, v penetration (pregnancy doesn't exist here), fingering

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I loved my job, always helping out with my students and seeing the joy on their face when they passed their tests. Specifically the dedicated ones that wanted nothing more than to succeed.

It was a hard week, it always was this time of year. With paperwork and exams surrounding me. Not just that but the constant consultations under my door when I came home. Even when I was off the clock I wasn't. I was mentally drained and I wanted nothing more than to sit down and let my brain turn off.

When the last paper was placed on the side of my desk I let my head rest and I took deep breaths. All I had to was drag my body towards the car and put the keys in the ignition.

I don't remember the drive home, for all I know I could've ran every red light but I didn't care.

When the door swung open I noticed the lights in the kitchen were still on. Now I felt like shit even more than I already did. "Y/n", I called out. I saw her legs step out from behind the wall. My eyes floated up her body until I saw her face and I shook my head. God I need sleep.

"I'm sorry for staying out so late and not calling ahead." I shrugged off my coat, threw it on the hook, and made my way towards her. It was the first time I got a glimpse of the clock, it was one oclock in the morning.

"It's alright, I figured it would happen eventually. Do you want a drink?"

Her warm eyes met mine, "Yes actually, thank you."

My hand was on the counter while I took a sip from the beer she handed me. "Rough day?", she asks to which I sighed gruffly.

"Something like that." She takes a beer for herself and leans against the wall.

"Tell me about it."

"You dont want to know all the boring details."

"Well I know how boring it must be being a professor and all but clearly," She gestures to my body while smirking. Holding so much tension I'm griping the bottle and clenching my jaw till my teeth hurt. "you need to let it out. Let me help you." I could sense the sarcasm. As much as I liked it I wasnt feeling up to our usual banter.

"Another time, I really just wanna rest." She nods and pushes off the wall to stand in front of me. Not enough to invade my space but enough for me to get a whiff of her perfume.

My head feels dizzy and I meet her eyes. "How about a movie then? Your pick. I have a clear schedule today. I can leave after." I wandered down the hallway and into my room. Stripping from the tie and button down.

By the time I walked back out she was curled up on the couch with a blanket laid over her legs. Her shirt was pulled up passed her hips and molded to her side, showing the curve of her waist. Like she sensed my stare her head turned. A small smile spread on her face, "I got more beer."

She handed me another after I dropped next to her. Her hand extended across the cushion and she handed me the remote. My fingertip brushed the back of her hand. I could easy get a grip on her wrist and pull her close to me. Letting me kiss the soft plain of her skin.

Catching myself I muttered thank you and turned on a movie. Throughout the course of the movie we had drank several beers. My whole body buzzed with heat. My eyes seemed to have a mind of their own and I scanned the woman next to me.