Aaron Hotchner One Shots

In Close Proximity*

Tags/Warnings: NSFW/18+, NO MINORS, language, oral (m and f receiving), Daddy kink, PIV sex, semi-public sex, unprotected sex, dom/sub undertones, pregnancy mention.

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You are less than 100 feet away from your co-workers when Aaron shoves you inside the BAU supply closet. He uses the excuse that you're ovulating to pull you in, swiftly bringing his lips down to yours, asking everything in a simple, loving kiss that words cannot. When you hum against his lips, he gets the message, pressing his body against yours as his hard cock strains against his slacks.

Quickly undoing his pants, he throws his jacket onto the floor for cushion and forces you down to your knees. His cock - now angry and shining with precum - stands at attention against the soft fabric of his button up, begging to be touched.

Wrapping one hand around his length, you swirl your tongue and spit onto the head, spreading the mixture of precum and spit around with your thumb. As his gaze meets yours through your lashes, you duck your head to the underside of his cock, and trail your tongue from the base to his tip, closing your eyes, and slowly wrapping your lips around it; he tastes delicious.

"Fuck," Aaron grunts, running his fingers through your hair, "You look so pretty on your knees for me, princess. Such a good fucking girl."

The rough sound of his voice sends a shiver down your spine as his cock settles heavy on your tongue, muffling a moan that already threatens to spill from your mouth. His thighs feel tense under your touch as you run your hands up his legs, needing something, anything to ground you as you roll your tongue around his tip, taking him deep within your throat.

Aaron tosses his head back, and when he tightens the grip in your hair, you bob your head faster, your own slick starting to drip down your thighs sure to ruin the panties you have yet to take off.  "Fuck, sweetheart, just like that. Such a good little cocksleeve for Daddy." You hum at his praise, pussy fluttering around nothing as you grind your clothed cunt into the heel of your foot, seeking relief in any form you can get.

Relaxing your throat, you take him deeper, allowing your nose to brush against his pubic hair, and your tongue to graze across the vein on the underside of his cock. Breathing through your nose, you swallow around him, and he curses - the overwhelming pleasure sure to make him cum quicker than he wants to. Darting his tongue out, he licks his lips trying to compose himself, but when he glances down and your tear-filed doe eyes are fixed on him, he's not able to hold back the noises any longer.

The sound that falls from his mouth is filthy, muffled by his bottom lip tucked under his teeth as he squeezes his eyes shut and pushes you off of him. When he brings you in for a kiss, it's intense, but sweeter than you had expected, and filled with nothing but love. Smiling against your mouth, he kneels down and grabs your hips, hoisting you up against the wall with your legs around his waist.

Slick coats your inner thighs, runs down your legs from the act of blowing him, and you silently thank your previous self for wearing a skirt to work today. If you had worn slacks like you were going to, they'd be completely ruined now and everyone would have known what you did, or rather, what you were currently doing.

Pulling your soiled panties to the side, Aaron lines himself up and sinks deep inside of you, settling his head in the crook of your neck to muffle the moans spilling out of his mouth.

"Shit," he whispers, "'feel so good around me, taking Daddy so well."

The words out of his mouth fell on deaf ears as his cock stuffs you full; his pace making it hard to focus on anything but the sound, feel, and smell of him as he fucks you relentlessly against the wall. He settles both hands on your hips, squeezing his hold on you as his thrusts become faster, harder than before.

"Oh, oh go-,"

At the sound of your moan, Aaron is quick to shove two fingers in your mouth, quickly shutting you up. "Shhh, unless you want the whole BAU to know how drunk you are on Daddy's cock, I suggest you shut your mouth," he growls, pushing his fingers further inside your mouth. "Understand?" Drool runs down the corner of your mouth as you shake your head 'yes,' trying everything you can to hold back the moan that threatens to spill in the back of your throat.

He takes his fingers out, brings his hand firmly down on your ass, and nips at the underside of your jaw. Running your hands up his arms and around his neck, you bring him in closer, meeting him thrust for thrust as he fucks into you.

"Who makes you feel this good, baby? Hmm?," he taunts, biting your earlobe, "Who's got you so fucked you can't even talk?"

Biting your lip and closing your eyes, you whimper under your breath, "You, Daddy. Oh, god, you!"

He smirks against your ear, his voice dangerously low when he speaks again, "That's what I thought. Now, come for me baby, show me what a good girl you can be for Daddy."

It was as if your body had been waiting for his permission the entire time, muscles tensing and euphoria flooding you as your orgasm swept over you. Aaron wasn't too far behind, biting down on your neck as he came to a standstill, emptying himself and milking every last drop of his seed into you.

Your head rests against the wall as you come down from your high, his mouth still in your neck as he mumbls unintelligible words into your skin.

"What?," you breathe, trying to catch your breath.

He lifts his head up, a boyish smile coating his features when he looks at you. His hand brushes up against your cheek, and you lean into it, sighing.

"I said," he whispers, kissing your nose, "you're so good to me, baby... and that I love you, so, so much."

"I love you too, Aaron. More than you will ever know."

He groans at your admission, and kisses his way down your body. Kneeling in front of you, he grabs your leg, swings it over his shoulder and dives into your still-throbbing cunt.

You squirm against his mouth as your hands find place in his hair, pulling on it when he shoves his tongue inside of you, pushing the remnants of his cum deeper in your cunt. 

"Fuck, oh! Oh, Daddy," you whine, trying to keep quiet so the team doesn't hear you. The soft sounds of your whine sends a shiver down Aaron's spine, and he growls against your pussy. The vibrations send shockwaves through your body and when he licks up through your folds, securing his lips around your clit, your back arches as yet another orgasm crashes over you.

Aaron catches you when your knees buckle, softly laughing when you fall into his arms, and brings you in for a warm, wet kiss.

"Are you okay?," he asks, gently tucking your hair behind your ear.

You move your head to kiss his hand, smiling against it. "I'm perfect," you sigh, resting your head against his shoulder. "I do have to ask though, if we are trying to have a baby, why did you get down on your knees afterwards?"

His reply is smug, a smirk dancing across his face as he whispers, "What kind of man would I be if I didn't clean my girl up before I sent her off to work?"

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It's when you're both dressed and discreetly walking out of the supply closet that you see it – Rossi and J.J. are passing out case files at the round table.

You hold back a little longer as Aaron makes his way to the round table, triple checking to make sure your shirt, skirt, and hair are intact before turning the corner in front of everyone.

"Sorry about that, I had to take a phone call. Let's get started," Aaron excuses himself, straightening his jacket.

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The rest of the day goes on as normal: reviewing case files for different agencies, paperwork upon paperwork, small coffee breaks, and laughter in between. And if later on in his office, Aaron just so happens to get asked about the sounds heard coming from the supply closet, well, that's no one's business but his own.