Lawless (Hotch x Reader)

Chapter Five

Jury selections ended with you in anger. You were fuming as you walked out of the courtroom.

Fuck Aaron Hotchner.

A little forgotten traffic ticket made you lose your chances of winning this case.

You weren't thinking as you marched up the stairs, and stormed through the hallway leading towards Hotchners office, your mind was nothing but an angry hell hole as you banged on his door.

The door opened and Aaron Hotchners tall frame towered over yours.

"Ms.LN?" His eyebrows furrowed.

"A traffic ticket? Really?"

"Ms.L/N I was just doing my job."

"It's an unpaid parking ticket she probably forgot about, how the hell does that impair her judgement and honesty?" You spat.

He looks around the hallway then grabs your arm and pulls you inside, quickly shutting the door.

"She could've forgot or she could've lied, I simply did some background checks on the jurors and I found the ticket. No big deal. Besides she was dressed unprofessionally there was no way she would have taken this case seriously."Hotchner folds his arms around his body and his eyes narrow as they burn into yours.

"Sure, 'all the jurors'." You roll your eyes, "Also the way she was dressed should not matter, diversity among personalities should be valued when it comes to the jury."

"She could have let a murderer walk free. She's young and naive."

You scowl, "fuck you."

"Excuse me?" He scoffs.

"Fuck. You."

He grabs you a pushes you against the wall, "what the hell did you say to me?"

"Fuck you, now let me go."

Aaron stares angrily into your eyes, but there was an unmistakable shift in the air around you two. What was anger was now sexual tension, and Aaron's eyes were dead set on your lips.

You know you should push him away but your body betrays you and you kiss him. Aaron kisses back with equal passion while you press yourself closer to him.

He pulls away and lets his lips trail down your jawline to your neck where he sucks a hickey directly on your sweet spot. You couldn't help but let out a little moan.

He pulls back and hungrily stares at you, "if you don't want this you may go."

You sigh considering the idea of leaving but damnit you wanted him. You pull him back into a hungry kiss and you can feel his erection against your abdomen.

You know you should leave but you were way too horny to think logically. Maybe because you haven't gotten laid in a while.

The two of you pull away and you gasp for air, "is this what you wanted when you came into my office acting like a brat?" He starts undoing your blazer buttons and presses more harsh kisses to your neck.

You moan wanting him to hurry up and fuck you, "Mr.Hotchner-"

He grabs your jaw roughly and his brown orbs burn into your eyes, "you may only call me sir, got it?"