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👦🏻⚠️Aaron Hotchner⚠️👦🏻

Bottom!Reader x Top!Hotch

"Hotch I'm fine...just tired is all" you finish your sentence with a stretch of your arms, reaching out into thin air as your body twitches, a yawn escaping your lips.

Hotch chuckles at the movement, eyes watching you closely. As much as he trusted you he never really believed a word you said when it came to your well-being, he knew how much you over worked yourself always wanting to make a good impression.

"Please by any means get some rest, I'll clear up the case and try and get further with my research...it's been a long day"

You fight the urge to ignore him but he was right, you were tired...but you were also distracted by the way his hands squeezed your shoulders within a reassuring grasp...Hotch was never one to be very touchy freely with pretty much anyone, but you...

You shuddered and Hotch felt that, slowly releasing your shoulders from his calloused arms. "I'll just be over here" he smiles sweetly, pointing to the desk placed neatly beside the bed.

"Okay...I'm off to shower, i feel disgusting" you both chuckle once again, watching as Hotch took his classy suit jacket off, slumping into the bed as he wipes at his eyes.

You stalk towards the door, feeling yourself stir in your pants at the glare Aaron had on you. It was obvious you both had a connection that was rather to close for friends...even Derek teased you about it.

"Fuck" you mutter underneath your breath as you lean against the door, sighing as your boner simply wont go away, twitching inside of your boxers like no tomorrow...thanks to Hotch and his sinful glare...shoulder rubs...god you were down hard.

You really wish you were paired with anyone but Hotch, how were you suppose to survive a night with your boss, the man you had a HUGE crush on...the impossibility was growing rather quickly.

You begin to undress, the tiredness leaving you once you pop out of your pants with a groan, cock weeping and standing at attention. You shook your head, releasing any thought of him as you stepped underneath the shower head, twisting the nozzle as the warm water sprays over your weak body.

"Jesus..." you chuckle to yourself, bathing in the warm water as you feel your sore body relax. Your hands move across your body slowly but surly, with each movement you traveled lower until you gasped, finger tips brushing against your hard on.

Grasping at your cock, wanting fingers wrap around yourself gently, you feel yourself now tugging yourself back and forth, thoughts of Hotch and his hands flooded your mind, nothing but filth for that man had you wanting more.

"H-Hotch" you whimper lowly, making sure he couldn't hear you...so you thought. You felt so dirty, such as a sinner would, but it was oh so right...

You feel a wave of relief across your freshly smelling body but you infact were settling in for the night, placing the towel you used to dry yourself around your neck, you rub at the back of your head as you walk out.

Hearing the faint breathing of Hotch you stop in your tracks to turn to tiptoeing, closing the door behind you softly as you travel over to the shared bed trying your best to be quiet as possible not wanting a grouchy boss in the morning.

Once you were settled you sank into the sheets, head resting softly against the silk pillows. Closing your eyes you feel yourself slipping away into sleep.

"I heard you..."

Even with a whisper he made you jump, eyes opening to be met with his deep hazel orbs staring back at you. Even in the semi dark room you feel the blush rise in your cheeks.

"I-I" you had no words, none at all, but that was okay because he silenced you with one of his thick digits, your lips sealing shut as he pulls it away. "Do you mean it?" He questions, hands moving to wrap gently at your waist, pulling you closer to him.

You swallow thickly, feeling his breath fan against your cheek which had you practically melting, but you nod very eagerly. Hotch smiles sweetly, slowly meeting you half way with his lips embracing your own within a passionate kiss.

A sudden rush of adrenaline washes over you, your legs now scrambling to crawl into his lap, lips still latching together, his tongue now fighting against your own for dominance obviously winning, not that you minded at all.

You grind against his lap like a bitch in head, feeling him grin against your wet puffy lips as his hands rake up your back, helping you push into him as he takes away your innocence...you surly will regret this in the morning not that you cared right now...you just wanted him.

"Let me make you feel good" you breath against his skin, lips sealing around the skin on his neck, but this time you go slower, your free hand lifting up the thin sheet that stuck to his hip revealing his hardening member.

Hotch hadn't been this way with anyone since Haley, he didn't want to be....until you. He anticipated your lips as you trailed down lower, peppering kisses from his throat to his slightly hairy chest, his large hands coming to grasp at your neck.

He groans once again at the feeling of your fingers snaking around the base of his cock, his balls drawing up as you begin to continue your quest to help pleasure him.

You almost forgot how big he actually was down there, your hand now exploring the cock you know as Hotch's, each ridge, each ridge sliding back and forth as his foreskin slowly overlaps the bulbous angry tip.

"I-I am i doing good?" You question, eyes looking up into his lust filled ones, his mouth slightly agape as he takes in the sight of you, mouthing at his balls as you slowly jerk him back and forth.

Several moans escaped his open mouth as your tongue drew a long strip of saliva up towards the tip. His grip grew tighter as you kitten licked at his slit, pre-come oozing out onto your tongue giving you a mouthful of his taste.

Humming you stopped your teasing, Hotch's deep grunts and his bossy hand tangled within your hair ordering you to wrap your lips around the sensitive head.

You wrapped your hand around him, pumping what you couldn't fit in. Hollowing your cheeks, you bobbed your head up and down slowly. You completely took him from your mouth, releasing him with a pop, looking up at him you smile seductively.

He groans, pushing you back down until your nose is buried deeply in balls, tears pricking your eyes as you choke around him, retching at the intrusion in your throat. Using his hand he pulls you off.

You took him back into your mouth, glancing through your lashes at him, you sucked in a breath through your nose. Moving your hands upwards, you placed one hand on his slightly toned stomach, taking him back into your mouth, you sink all the way down, nose brushing against his navel. You gag but keep yourself there for a few seconds before he pulled you off again.

Your lips were covered in a thick layer of saliva, a string connecting you to his cock still, taking in every detail had Hotch cumming already all over your pretty, abused face, each shot covering a different part of your face.

Aaron's face is fucked out, flush from the pleasure as he grew soft in your grip. A few slaps of his cock to your face you grew tired, your cock aching between your legs as he pulls you up to his chest.

You look slightly sad knowing you'll be aching for hours more. "We aren't done sweetheart"

oooooooooo fun😏

You woke up to large arms wrapped around your waist, you were held closely to a slowly rising and falling chest, presumably Aaron's.

You had flashback's from the night before and all you could think about Hotch...How good he made you feel...how he really felt about you.

You could feel him stir, a sleepy chuckle escaping his lips as he kissed you on the cheek several times. "Morning sleepyhead" you smirk, pecking him on the lips as you fist his jet black hair.

"How are we going to explain this to the team...we weren't exactly quiet last night" Hotch takes in your sleepy form, he couldn't help but smile warmly at you.

"I don't care...i want everyone to know you are mine now...nobody else's..."