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mcondance · 1 month

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office pussy!reader asking hotch to come over and help build some new furniture only to get fucked on said new furniture ??

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MDNI 18+ not much expansion on my Thing abt him being a Man cause i have plans that i cannot share with you all at this time | reader is shorter than hotch

it’s not like it’s out of the question. you and hotch in a space together, you in a little pair of shorts and a little tee, him in his second uniform as you call it, a red polo and some cargos.

fucking isn’t out of the question when you’re alone with him. it doesn’t always happen. but there’s the times it does.

you’d asked him earlier if he could swing by after work to put a little vanity together, telling him that you could, but you know he’d get it done much faster.

his hands work diligently, eyes flitting between the pieces in his hand and the instructions on the floor.

and he looks. . god he looks good. he’s doing this for you, stationed on the ottoman at the end of you bed, focused, eyebrows furrowed, muscles tightening and loosening as he works. you bring him juice and snacks, flirting just a little as you feed them to him with a knowing little glint in your eyes.

he knows what you’re doing. but he’s as much of a worker as he is a player. he’s got to work now.

and as he places the finishing touches on the vanity and places it where you ask, he can play now.

play.

his hands find your waist between that little shirt and shorts, lips moving against yours like he’s hungry for you. he’s always hungry for you.

your arms are thrown over his shoulders and it’s limbo for a second, filthy kisses taken and given in the middle of your bedroom until he’s walking you back toward the vanity, leaning back against it and opening his legs so you can fit between them.

here, he cups your face in his big hands, devouring you. you grip at his shirt, pulling him to you until he’s walking you, and you’re placed against the vanity now.

clothes don’t mean a thing, his pants unbuttoned and your shorts simply pulled to the side.

the vanity shakes and bumps, banged into the wall by his lewd thrusts, pushes so good your legs clasp behind his back, arms throw over his shoulders and tense up, mouth falls open with cries and sobs. he’s fucking you in every sense of the word, driving into you so beautiful and sweet your body aches, all fuzzy around the edges.

he groans and hums, his chest vibrating against yours. strong arms hold you, make his moves that much better. cries and sobs spill out of your mouth, all you can give him with how he’s screwing you against the furniture he’d just built.

after, with his polo all wrinkled and your face sticky with tears, you tell him thank you, since you’d only gotten to tell him the vanity looks good before you jumped each other’s bones. he hums in you’re welcome, a knowing little laugh trailing behind.

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jqhotchner · 4 months

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quest

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you never expected to be here. sitting at your shared home with your husband while he was out screwing someone else.

aaron wasn’t the type. he was a great man, a traditional man, a caring and loving man. but he was also just a man.

you knew he still loved his ex wife and would do anything for her. but you never expected he’d cheat on you with her.

they had a great relationship. dated in high school, was each others first relationship, first kiss, first time. they got married two years into college and settled down once they finally had their careers.

haley soon decided she wanted to be a traditional stay at home mom someday. she ended up quitting her job while aaron supported them both and when he decided to switch his career paths she supported him one thousand percent.

soon enough they got pregnant and welcomed the most adorable little boy in the world, jack hotchner.

unfortunately aaron chose work over his family. haley couldn’t take it anymore and decided on a divorce. four years later he met you.

aaron never thought he’d move on. he loved haley. she was his world. losing her made him lose apart of himself. he was a broken man for so long.

dave was the one who encouraged aaron to move on and date. he needed to get haley off his mind and start to live his life the way he should. maybe he shouldn’t have listened.

a year and a half in aaron proposed. he was so in love with you. he wanted to spend the rest of his life with you in his arms. you were so good to him, good to jack.

the two of you wasted no time getting married. deciding to go to the courthouse and sign the papers the very next day.

but two years into this marriage he had changed. he was cold to you. he didn’t even look you in the eyes anymore. he’d come home, get in bed, and go to sleep. no hello, no kisses, no hugs, nothing!

up until recently. he felt more chipper, kinder, his spirits were lifted. he came home with flowers and chocolates. he kissed you good morning and come home to make love to you. it was like he was himself again.

you should have known better. it was a clear sign he was cheating. he felt guilty so he shut you out at first. realizing he did, he decided to be a bit more present. showing you with gifts and love. god, how could you be so blind.

you found out from emily. she had caught them in his office one night. they begged her to keep it between them. she did for a while.

but emily felt guilty too. she had to tell you! it was the right thing to do.

not knowing what to do when she broke the news you just smiled and told her you’d handle it. she was scared what that meant. but she trusted you wouldn’t hurt a fly. all the years of knowing you, she knew you’d never harm anyone.

she also knew you loved jack. you’d never harm anyone he loved. and you wouldn’t.

but you knew this would break his little heart. you couldn’t face aaron! you couldn’t tell him that you knew to his face, no! so you packed up your things, grabbed your notebook, and now you’re currently writing a goodbye letter to aaron and one for jack.

aaron was away for work. he’d got a call and had to travel for a case. you knew by the look on his face it was a bad one. he’d most likely be gone for a week. once he’s back you knew he’d try to call.

but by then you’ll block his number, contact penelope, and make sure she hands aaron the divorce papers.

you didn’t want anything from him. you just wanted him to be happy with haley. it’s what they deserve, happiness. and if you weren’t his happiness, if you weren’t his everything, you refuse to take that from him.

aaron sighs. he was ready to go home. this case took a toll on him this week. he just wanted to be with his wife.

he had missed you. you were on his mind the whole time he was gone. and fuck, did he feel guilty.

the last few months he’s been cheating on you with haley. at first he thought it would be best to get a divorce. work things out with haley and possibly be a family again. him, haley, and jack.

but he loved you! god he loved you. not like he loved haley. no! he didn’t love haley like he used to to anymore. he just missed his old self. she reminded him of his high school years.

he knew it was selfish. he shouldn’t do this to you. you deserved better.

being gone away from you this week has made him open his eyes. aaron was gonna end things with haley, tell you everything, and hope you’d forgive him and wanna work this out.

arriving home felt so different. aaron didn’t know why but he had this uneasy feeling. when he unlocked the front door to his house it was quiet.

all the lights were off and it was no sign of his wife. he was very confused. normally you’d have the kitchen lights on, leaving a note saying dinner is in the fridge while listening to a bit of jazz music while you read a book on the couch.

but it was quiet. dead silence.

aaron got nervous until he saw a note on the kitchen table. sighing, he walks to grab it happily. not knowing what was coming.

dear, aaron. by the time you get this i would most likely be gone. i know about you and haley. i suspect something but i pushed it down because it was no way you’d do that to me. but you did. i want you to know i don’t blame you, im not even mad at you. im hurt, sure. i wished i was her. maybe you’d love me half as much. but it’s no competing with haley. she was your first everything and you never forget your first.

i just want you to know i love you. ill always love you babe! you meant so much to me. and that little boy you got, he is my world! the last thing i wanna do is hurt him. just—tell him whatever you have to, okay? but make sure he knows this isn’t anyone’s fault. make sure he knows that no matter what i will always love the both of you.

let haley know i don’t blame her either. sometimes you gotta let your true love go to realize you were always meant to be. she let you go and now she wants you back. now im letting you go, my love. i hope you two have a very great life. i will love you forever aaron hotchner.

your love, yn hotchner

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alexblakegf · 1 year

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pov: yours and aaron instagrams

be added to my taglist here

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altsvu · 4 months

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don’t shut me out

pairing: aaron hotcher x black!fem!reader

requested by @blackbeautifulqueen: Aaron hotchner x black!reader where reader is really confused as to why Aaron is dating her when he goes for skinny, straight blond hair, blue eyed white women. And she starts to think that maybe he is just dating her to see how dating a black girl would be so she closes herself off and he urges her to tell him what wrong and when she tells him he asked “where is all of this coming from”, maybe???❤️❤️

wc: 833

summary: a part of you thinks that Aaron isn’t really all that into you and it causes you to shut him out, but he changes that.

cw: stereotypes, angst, lots of fluff (from hotch)

a/n: i think this was super interesting to write, i hope you enjoy it!! 🫶🏽

criminal minds masterlist! ✯ taglist!

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You loved Aaron. A lot. But sometimes you wondered why he chose you.

You knew about Aaron’s last relationship, but you also knew his type because you’ve had the conversation with him before.

So the question still remained with you.

Why you?

And this is where your overthinking side came in. You wondered if he just wanted to “scope the scenery” as they say nowadays, and see what it was like to date a black woman. You hated feeling like a social experiment or someone’s “first”.

But it can’t be, he loves you. Right?

All of your overthinking turned into paranoia and it caused you to distance yourself from him. Diminished phone calls, texts, and you haven’t spent time with him in over two weeks. You claimed it was because of work, but that definitely wasn’t the case as your line of work was nowhere near demanding as Aaron’s line of work.

Out of the blue, you saw a text from Aaron that made your heart drop.

Aaron: Baby, we need to talk soon. I miss you.

You were so wrapped up in your thoughts that you didn’t believe that he missed you.

You: I do too. Let’s talk tomorrow night.

That aught to ease him for the rest of the day.

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Tomorrow night came a little too fast for you but there was no way you could back out now. You were the one that sent the time.

Aaron asked you if it was okay if he came over to your place, he thought it would be easier since it was closer to the BAU headquarters.

You nervously paced around your living room, waiting for the doorbell to ring, waiting for Aaron’s presence. As much as you kept your distance from him, you still enjoyed his presence.

He treated you like royalty. And not just because you had talked to him about your past relationships. Because he actually cared about you.

But that thought still lingered.

Why you?

*Ding dong*

He was here. You drew in a few breaths and opened the door for him. He looked good, all 6’2 of him.

“Hi.” You smiled.

“Hi baby. You gonna let me in?”

You laughed softly. “Come in.”

You shut the door behind him and Aaron put his bag down by the door. He pulled you into his arms for a long awaited kiss and you gave in at first because it just… felt so right.

But you couldn’t.

Why you?

It was as if you had the devil and angel on either side of you forcing you to make a decision.

“I can’t.” You whispered after kissing him for a few seconds. You walked away from him and went to the kitchen to pour two glasses of wine.

“Wha- Y/N…” Aaron started. He followed you into the kitchen, leaning against the doorframe. “What’s going on? Did I do something?”

You handed him his wine and carefully paced around the kitchen with your glass in your hand.

How were you gonna word this to him? You wanted answers desperately, but it was hard for you to get the words out.

You took a gulp of your wine. Something you never did.

“Y/N.”

“Hmm?”

“Don’t shut me out. What’s wrong?”

You went back to the living room, Aaron following suit, to sit down on the couch.

And you poured your guts out to him. It ended in you crying.

“I just want to know, why me?”

Aaron set his glass down, and set yours down as well to prevent you from gulping the rest. He then took your hands and held them.

“Baby, where is all of this coming from?”

You shrugged, letting your tears fall down. You honestly couldn’t think of a legitimate answer.

“Y/N. Look at me.” Aaron whispered, gently lifting your chin. You reluctantly looked at him.

“I don’t want you to ever think I have a preference for my significant other. Yes, my past relationships may not have been the best reflection of that, but I didn’t start falling in love with you because I wanted to test the waters.”

“I love you for you. That’s why. I love the way your eyes gaze into mine all hours of the day, I love your laugh, I love your beautiful pearly white smile, I love how you make me laugh, I love how you stay true to yourself and your values. I could go on and on, but we’d be here all night.”

“Y/N. I love you for you. Don’t ever forget that.”

You felt new tears forming. All of those thoughts you had were gone, with no reason for them to come back ever.

You needed reassurance, in a way, that you weren’t being used or that he was with you for one reason only.

“Thank you Aaron.” You croaked out. He pulled you into his arms in response and you curled up into a ball beside him.

“So should we finish what we started?”

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exist4me · 1 year

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Cuddles

cw: fluff, titty job, lactation kink, bodily fluids sharing, slight mommy and daddy kink 18+ minors DNI

word count: 573

Aaron's interests have shifted, in your early relationship he was deeply attracted to your ass but after your second child, he’s now enamored by your breasts. You were both lying down cuddling, with Aaron's head resting on your chest and groping one of your breasts. Playing with his hair and basking in each other’s warmth are the most cherished times with your husband. You were cradling Aaron's head when you heard him groan.

“What’s wrong sweetie?” you asked, looking down at him.

He looks up at you,” baby, your breasts are so full.” he whined. You giggle softly. “ can I fuck them…please, please, I just want to feel you around me. They’re so full and pretty. You gonna let me have you?” Aaron begged looking into your eyes.

“Yes sweetie, you can have me. I’m all yours.” you agreed, nodding excitedly. He comes up to embrace you in a heated kiss. His strong hand wraps around your throat as he slides and clings his tongue against yours. Your lips mold together, moaning into his mouth as you devour each other's beings. You pull away breathing heavily as he quickly undresses, also stripping you bare. Aaron straddles your belly, bringing his long heavy cock between the valley of your tits. You look at his cock licking your lips. He taps his leaking cock on your peaked dark nipples.

“Lick me, baby, get me nice and wet for your tits,” he ordered.

You bend down to lick his thick length, leaving it slippery with your saliva. Aaron whispers fuck above you. He places his wet cock back between your breasts as you squeeze them tightly together. Aaron slowly thrusts into your tits.

“Fuck baby, you feel so good. You’re so big and full.” he whimpered and whined as he continued to move in a steady rhythm. Aaron’s thumbs rub and twist your nipples. You moaned, closing your eyes at the pleasure he was giving you. Lost in the feeling of his cock between your tits, you don’t notice your breasts are leaking milk.

“Baby, fuck, look you’re leaking all over my cock.” his hips lose their rhythm as he's completely stunned. Your breastmilk adds further lubrication to his cock. Aaron moaned and hissed as his hips quicken their thrust bringing him closer to orgasm.

“Come on sweetie, cum all over mommy’s milky tits, you can do it... cum for me Aaron, please. Be a good daddy and please me.” you praise him. You squeeze your tits tighter, leaking more milk onto his cock. Aaron’s thrust becomes more haphazard as his moans increase in volume.

“Baby, I-I I’m gonna cum. Fuck fuck I’m gonna paint your tits with my cum” he cried out as he comes undone. You feel ropes of cum land on your tits and lips. You lick the cum from the corner of your lips.

“Fuck” he whispered exhausted.

Aaron moved down to lick and suck on your leaking tits, milk mixed with his cum. He moans into your skin, reveling in the taste of you together. He pulls away to crash your lips together, and you whimper into his mouth.

“Do you taste us, honey? We taste perfect together don't we?” he asked. You nod at him enthusiastically, entranced by the deliciously dirty act you guys partake in.

Aaron went into the bathroom to get a warm cloth to clean you up. You both share a sweet kiss before going back to cuddling as before.

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ameliora-j · 1 year

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Aaron Hotchner finally took a page outta Rossi's book and got with a black woman and his life was forever changed. He always felt like there was something missing, something he couldn't quite put his finger on. He talked to Rossi about it one day and he told him that he'd been in his shoes before meeting his second wife. Hotch took it with a grain of salt before a chance encounter had him revisiting the conversation. Everything was different for him from the first conversation and she made everything better for him. Vibes? Leveled up. Music taste? Leveled up. Casual styles? Leveled up. He already had BDE before her, but she took him to a whole new level and he worships the ground she walks on. He dotes on her and is super soft with her, but when it's time to do it (😏) he's rough, but gentle. He's slutted her out a few times though, she didn't know how big of a freak he was until they finally got super comfortable in their sexual relationship. Long story short, he's a whore, but only for his princess 🥰 (sorry that was so long lol)

DO NOT EVER BE SORRY I’VE BEEN FUCKING WAITING FOR THIS ONE

content: spicy (no smut but suggestive), mainly fluff though!!

he’s so so respectful and he honestly didn’t think much would come of it when rossi set him up with you. the both of you went into this blind date thinking that maybe you’d have a new friend or perhaps a hookup but not much else. but the second that aaron hotchner laid eyes on you, he was a goner. you were the most beautiful woman he’d ever set his eyes upon.

he couldn’t help but stare at your lips as you spoke, and he was completely enamored with every single one of your features. he makes sure to tell you that every chance he gets, too. he loves to learn new things about your culture and what all the slang means. you giggle everytime you use an aave term and he gives you a clueless little “what’s that mean?”

he pays for your hair!! sugar daddy!hotch is my favorite hotch! all he asks is that you send him 3 options to choose from and he sends you the money for it. and then when you come home, he greets you with a gentle “can i touch it…?”

teaching him your wash day routine and eventually he becomes so well versed in it that you let him do it when you’re too tired or to lazy too. eventually he starts memorizing how long you go in between wash days and asking if he can do it for you and it quickly becomes his favorite time to spend with you.

helps you take down all of your protective styles and is just so so gentle with it. when you’re cuddling and you’re head is on his chest, you constantly worry that your hair is in his way (when it’s out natural). always self consciously saying “i’m sorry, i know my hair gets in the way and trying to smooth it down.”

he just shushes you and gently grabs your wrist muttering “stop that, it’s beautiful” as he kisses your hair.

THE BDE AND THE STYLE CHANGE ABSOLUTELY. aaron is already a dilf there’s no question. but once you start dating him? he ditches the t-shirts and polos, you get him a nice silver chain that he constantly has on and help him up his shoe game. you have millions and millions of matching pairs of sneakers (paid for by his credit card ofc bc he’ll be damned if he lets you spend a single cent on absolutely anything).

you are first and foremost a strong independent black woman who doesn’t need a man, and aaron absolutely respects that,, but when you’re with him? you’re a spoiled princess and he won’t hear anything else. he’s literally the only one that can both tolerate and fix your attitude.

say you’re used to toxic relationships and arguments, so immediately in a disagreement you start with the push back and the yelling and the attitude. aaron let’s you rant and vent and scream at him and then j looks at you with a raised brow and asks “are you done? cus i’m prepared to have a conversation and work this out when you are sweetheart.”

or or or or smth petty like you’re j annoyed with the whole day and you snap at him? within seconds he squeezing your jaw and glaring down at you asking “who the fuck do you think you’re talking to like that?” you lose the confidence quick as you squeak put a quick apology.

rossi starts to notice the changes in aaron. in his attitude, his style, the way he carries himself. rossi just leans over to him and chuckles out an ‘i told you so.’

aaron makes a mental note to thank david as the two of you are laid in bed, he’s putting your hair up into your bonnet and dragging you to his chest to watch a movie—jack snuggling up between you guys when he finishes up getting ready for bedtime.

aaron hotchner belongs to the black women if you think otherwise smd

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thatboisus · 3 months

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“english isn’t my first langua—“ say no more.

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natti-ice · 1 month

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18+ mdni

Me: “fuck, I need his cock”

Him: *is literally just words on tumblr*

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bethsvrse · 1 month

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pov: I find a good smut fic but it includes a daddy kink

#I hate daddy kinks sm #I wanna start a petition to ban daddy kinks #joel miller x reader #bucky barnes x reader #tony stark x reader #obi wan kenobi x reader #sirius black x reader #spencer reid x reader #aaron hotchner x reader #jim hopper x reader #derek hale x reader #steve rogers x reader #remus lupin x reader #steve harrington x reader #george weasley x reader #fred weasley x reader #dean winchester x reader #sam winchester x reader

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inkdrinkerworld · 7 months

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hotch and reader who've had a fight so he's testy and short fused with the team all day till david/emily call you to tell you to come over to the bau and sort it out so he's not so difficult to work with

in hindsight, it was a stupid to be upset with each other over. you're both adults, so there's no way that between work and chores that you'd both see each other as much as a normal couple.

you and aaron were really just missing each other and couldn't get enough of each other to the point where you both came resentful at the ringing phones and being stolen away for work.

you weren't ready to let the fight be and neither was aaron. you just didn't know how bad he was taking it till your phone was pinging at work.

there's a million texts from his co-workers begging you to make up so he isn't so snappy and mean. even rossi texted.

with a sigh, you say, "i'm going for lunch," and grab your bag and head to the precinct.

when you get there, you see the chaos your husband has caused. there's more people than necessary in the bullpen, desks are crowded and people are walking around with hurried steps.

"what's going on?" you ask spencer as you spot him in the kitchenette.

"hotch is making everyone redo case reports, apparently it's not up to par." he's stirring an ungodly amount of sugar into his coffee. "i think he just needs to feel busy so he doesn't mull over your falling out."

spencer had gotten like a brother over the years you and aaron had been together and he's a damn good profiler so you're not surprised him or anyone else is aware of your fight.

"i'll go talk to him," spencer pats your shoulder, a marker of good luck as you weave through bodies to get to your husband's office.

you knock and his gruff, 'come in' isn't the least bit shocking. fights with him can consume him because he feels it's all his fault and that if something bad is happening it's because of him.

"aaron?" you mumble, skin clammy as you step into the hot, dark office.

"y/n, what are you doing here?" not honey. so he's still pretty pissed off.

"david said you weren't having the best day ever, so i thought we'd better sort the fight out." you say plainly as you sit on the lip of his desk.

you watch aaron's eyebrows crease to meet each other and then smooth out a couple times. "you know it's not your fault that we don't see each other as much as we'd like to, don't you?" you ask and watch your husband's shoulders sag.

"it's not yours either," he says softly, ashamed that he had implied that to you when you'd suggested having a day with just you two. "work is just work."

you nod, your hands reaching for his chair and rolling it closer to you. "it's hard, we both work odd hours, and that's fine." you reassure him, hands lost in his glossy hair. "but we have days off to take, even if it's just one."

aaron nods, letting his forehead fall to your sternum with a sigh. "i'm not mad at you for having a job like this, one that you love. i'd never ask you to leave it either, we just need to get better at managing our time together." you whisper the words as you continue playing with his hair.

"i'd never ask you to leave your either. i'm sorry everything got so convoluted." he says and you smile, kissing the crown of his head.

"i'm sorry too, my love." aaron raises his head and presses his lips to your jaw. "though, i think you need to apologise to david and the rest of the team. they've got agents from every department in the bullpen."

aaron sighs, his arms wrapping around your waist. "let them be busy for a little while longer, haven't had quiet time with my wife in a little while."

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mcondance · 1 month

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southern fantasy

— this is indulgently a self-ship. | reader is explicitly and beautifully Black southern (specifically from louisiana). this is literally the definition of “i wrote this for myself, but you can read it too.” | no smut 😱 | hotch got me writing fluff yall do you know how out of character this is for me? | inspired by @murdrdocs’s persisting southern enthusiasm with her characters | story is non-linear mostly, just snapshots if you wanna call it that

1.2k words of fluff and southern fantasy, ft hotch. a love letter to my state, and to hotch.

in the car, hotch’s finger taps in time against the steering wheel, sliding gracefully into the rhythm of the song rumbling out of the stereo. the sun is setting, casting a glow over his face, outlining his prominent nose and cheeks, lighting up the smile on his face.

southern skies are beautiful when you’ve got hotch to see them with.

the south is your home, your territory, your space. hotch, on the other hand, is new. he was fresh, but he’s fit in so well. the difference in birthplaces was stark, at the start, hotch’s eyes gaining a youthful glow every time you showed him a green bayou or took him to a gas station in the middle of nowhere with chicken and meat pies so hot he laughed through the burn.

he still sees everything like it’s new, eyes surveying the small towns you take him through, telling him you have family from here or there, about how your dad knows someone from here and your mom’s childhood friend lives here now. but he’s experienced, has a thing for the nights when it’s quiet out, when even in your bed he can hear the crickets chirping just outside the window.

he likes the drives, the rolling roads and graveled streets and towns that pop up here and there. the breaks in trees that reveal a church, the yellow, faded Dollar General signs and the pastures with cows and horses grazing away.

the towns are his favorite, though. small and cozy, one store for everyone, a mom & pop shop, a church.

lousiana summers are hot, bright and burning and, with the proper precautions, he can enjoy you in the sunshine. under the shade of pecan trees, a distance away from the playground, you sit across him on a checkered blanket, and it looks the image of a picnic date, your dress loose and flowing.

the nights are his favorite, too. you’d both picked a house on the edge of town, half an hour away from the nearest big store, where it’s more practical to hit a market or a gas station than drive to Walmart.

so at night, when it gets dark, it gets dark. he’s never seen the stars so clear until he met you. you and your southern wit entranced him and are still entrancing him now. he likes the subtle differences, the different ways you go about things.

and if he’s being honest, your drawl makes his head spin. he hangs on your words, on the elongated syllables and sour twang and how your accent grows deeper when you’re angry about something, or when you’re so excited your words twist and curl around themselves.

he can’t help but poke fun at you for it sometimes, when you’re speaking normally and a word comes out a little more flavored than the others.

he repeats it to you in his own voice, laughing as you scold him, saying he knew you were country when he met you.

“i did,” he concedes, and it’s like a gut-punch every time he speaks with such fondness about anything related to the relationship you two have shared.

you showed him a different kind of southern, one that isn’t horses and cowboy boots, but parties with familiar songs and a city where everyone knows everyone, nights with fireflies, and foxes you just barely catch glimpses of, rap groups proclaiming their pride in their southern heritage and experiences you only know if you’ve been here.

he’s learned some party songs, and you’ve taught him the dances. he’s so comfortable with them now that he can do them with his arms draped over your shoulders, leaning into the groove as the family you welcomed him into enjoys themselves around him.

he’s a dream at the backyard parties. he lets the kids bounce him on the trampoline, and hang off his shoulders, and pretends like he doesn't see your little cousins sneaking up on him with water guns that look more like water bazookas.

“you know, if that thing isn’t registered, i could confiscate it,” he jokes, dripping with water and too entertained to even fein professionalism.

your cousins shriek with delight, running off to no doubt refill their guns and attack him again.

he’s got rhythm, for a white guy, still awkward but endearing and he’s got enough to make the line dances fun. he claims his favorite is a toss up between “cupid shuffle” and “candy,” but it’s obvious what he leans toward more. he hears the bassline of “candy” and he’s rising out of his chair with a beer in his hand and turning to pull you up too, dancing you backwards into the mass of your family.

your love for him grows with every party you attend, with every dramatic slap he delivers to the ground.

he watches you run and play with your siblings, grown but morphing into the children in the pictures hanging on the walls of the house, your dress soft and purple and flowing and he falls further in love when he hears you scream “stop, i’m not playin’ with you,” all country and playful and beautiful.

inside, squeezed up beside you on a chair, the darkness of night falling over the party and moving everyone inside, his heart is light. he goes back for more plates than he’s proud of, pretending like he doesn’t hear a cousin or aunt giggling at you as he walks away with the promise of bringing you more lemonade.

he’s grown accustomed to the hour long goodbyes, where he’s still talking to your dad or brother about something or the other with his keys dangling in his hand and you talking to your aunt as she plates and wraps up another bowl of her banana pudding.

and the drives. god, the drives. he traded his big truck in for a lowrider at your request, an old car from the 70s that’ll fall apart before it needs to hit the shop. he’s navigated this road more times than he can count, knows what gas station is where and when to look out for the nasty bends and twists that are so prevalent back here.

there’s a CD labeled with yours and hotch’s name in the player, fashioned with hearts all around and a plus between the two names. the sunset flows in through the window, eclipsing hotch’s face and molding him so perfectly with the sky you swear he belongs there.

high and happy, the gas station stop is silly, you fill the small space up with your laughs and chopped up words and hotch laughs with you, finding humor in the smallest things with you.

there’s soft conversation and snacking and feeding him food, him trying and holding his own on a particularly difficult song. he slows the car down, at times, cruises way under the limit cause he just wants to look at you, wants to indulge in the sight of you while he listens to you speak in that tone he can’t get enough of.

he really can’t get over your accent. he gets wrapped up in the push and pull of it, the lows and the highs and the way you sometimes sound like a southern belle, sweet-talking him into staying in bed another hour or hitting the store nearest your house for a drink.

his ears perk up when he hears the subtle (and sometimes, not so subtle) inflection, the way you say “baby,” how his name sounds different from your mouth. he’s wrapped up in a southern girl, in the life he’s grateful to have been given.

southern nights with hotch, through the window of a car or in a closed-in porch on a house in the middle of nowhere, are a dream. a fantasy.

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quest

two

it’s been two years since you and aaron split. two years without his hugs, two years without his kisses, two years without a good morning, two years without a goodbye. two whole years of no aaron.

it had been hard at first. but over time you adapted to your new environment. you found you a nice little apartment back in your home state of texas. you had a decent paying job working for gucci.

you enjoyed your life. of course you missed your ex husband. emily and penelope have kept you updated on aaron and how he was doing. finding out he was a mess when you left broke you.

but you figured he’d move on and him and haley could be a family with their son.

and—well you had a secret of your own. the night emily told you about aaron you were so happy. you and aaron always wanted to have kids. and that night you found out you were pregnant with his baby. and though it was the most heartbreaking news you’ve got that day, you also had great news.

being a mom was the greatest gift ever. already getting the feel of it with jack, you finally got to know what the beginning of motherhood felt like.

and boy was it ten times harder than anything. especially finding out that you were carrying three babies at once.

emily and penny helped you out. they would fly to you and send you gifts when they weren’t around. they took care of you the best they could. your mom and dad helped out too. you stayed with them until you had enough to move to your own place.

ended up having to get a c section without aaron there felt horrible. you felt like you were already destroying the lives of your kids. your mom had to reassure you that you are a great mother.

it took you a while to believe that. but ultimately you owned it and loved the hell outta your babies, isabella rose hotchner was the first to be born.

she has the biggest heart and the most sassiest little two year old you’ve ever met. she expresses herself more than her siblings. she’s the most outgoing and will babble your ear off with the few words she knows.

next was theodore gideon hotchner. for the longest time theo didn’t have a middle name. but after finding out gideon was killed you knew the perfect name for your perfect boy. he was shy compared to his other siblings. always resting his head on your shoulders or even hiding behind you when strangers came around.

and lastly your genius little girl. aurora celeste hotchner. she was the first to walk, the first to talk, and the first to grow her teeth. she looked the most like aaron. she had his nose, eyes, chin. she even had his scowl.

you loved all your babies. they were the perfect mix of you and aaron. you made sure they knew they had a dad. letting them know he’s currently being a hero.

you knew eventually you’d have to tell aaron about your kids. but you had hoped it was in the distance future. not while you were currently being arrested for murder charges.

short but here you all are! hope you enjoyed that cliff hanger

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alexblakegf · 1 year

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a glimpse of yours and Aaron’s relationship through his instagram stories

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siriusly-parker · 2 years

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me, a supposed writer, when i can’t find the very specific scenario i made up in my head in any fanfic: am i- am i supposed to write it myself??

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exist4me · 1 year

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Jealousy, jealousy

cw: smut, spanking, pet names, dirty talk, squirting, praise, degradation, possessive and rough sex?, 18+ minors DNI

word count:1.7k

Aaron Hotchner was not a jealous man, he was used to many men and women hitting on you. He was secure in himself and your relationship. However, your interaction with a certain someone has caused the green-eyed monster to rear its head. After your date night at a fancy French restaurant, you ran into one of your exes while waiting for the valet.

“Hey, is that you y/n?” you heard a familiar voice ask. You turn around to see your ex, Jake. You’re shocked to see him, “Oh my god, Jake, hi….” you greet him politely.

He walks up to hug you, making eye contact with Aaron at your side, you let go of his arm to return Jake’s hug.

He pulls away, “How have you been? It's been too long. You look gorgeous by the way”

“Thank you…I’ve been great, actually, it's been 3 years.” You laughed awkwardly. He looks over to Aaron smiling, “Who's this?”

You take Aaron’s hands softly, “This is my boyfriend, Aaron Hotchner, Aaron this is Jake, my ex.” Aaron’s face grew hard, shaking Jake’s hand. You notice his change in demeanor as he greets Jake. Thank God the valet is here, you thought.

“Um, it was nice to see you again Jake, our valet is here. Goodbye,” you said awkwardly.

“Oh well, it was good to see you again. Again, you look gorgeous.” you turn to leave when Jake pulls you into another hug, kissing your cheek briefly. You stood there stunned by his actions. You turn to look at Aaron, he's livid. Aaron took a threatened step towards Jake when you took his arm directing him towards the car.

“Let's go home baby, come on.” you drag him, giving him the keys from the valet. He opens the door for you, closing it softly. He rounds the car to enter, slamming his door shut. Aaron let out a deep aggravated breath, gripping the steering wheel tightly, he started the car to go home. The entire way home, he hasn't looked at you once. You were beginning to feel worse about this Jake situation.

After closing the front door of your house you immediately begin to apologize.

“Honey, I'm so sorry about Jake, he went too far and crossed a lot of boundaries. It will never happen again. This is the exact reason why I broke up with him. He was so clingy and had no respect for my boundaries,” you rambled on. Aaron's face softened, he felt terrible that you feel the need to apologize for that weirdo.

“It’s okay sweetheart, I'm not mad at you, it’s him. That fucking creep, making you uncomfortable and ruining the end of our night” he kissed your lips gently. “Let’s go to bed upstairs.” you nod, relieved, as Aaron took your hand leading you to your shared bedroom.

Aaron pushed you against the door as you stepped into the room, claiming your mouth. Your entire body shudders, whimpering into his mouth, and you place your arm around his neck. He kisses your mouth deeply, and his tongue licks every crevice in your mouth. Your lips locked in a heated dance, gliding against each other. Aaron pulls away and turns you around by the hips to face the wall. He breathes heavily behind your neck, undressing you from your little black dress and underwear. There was something so domineering and obscenely sexy about you being naked while Aaron was fully dressed. You turn to face him, looking up into his eyes pleading for him to touch you. He reclaims your lips in a heated kiss, gripping the back of your soft, smooth thighs, he whispers jump against your lips. He lifts you off the ground, squeezing a fistful of your ass. Aaron drops you on the bed, bouncing slightly, coming to a stop. He leaves soft, loving kissing on your face, trailing down to your stomach. You can feel his hot breath at your wet center causing you to clench around nothing. You whined, urging him to touch you in sinful dirty ways.

"Please baby touch me, I need you to please me" you beg. Aaron kisses your aroused clit, sucking and nibbling gently on it. He licks a long strip on your wet cunt. He's lapping up your slick juices from your folds. He moans into your pussy.

"You taste so good" He murmured sweetly. You arched your back off the bed, the heels of your feet digging into Aaron's lower back. You shiver nearing your release.

"Baby please please I'm so close….make me cum" you begged desperately for Aaron.

He pulls his face away from your bare cunt, his chin is wet and shiny from your slick. You whimpered at the loss of pleasure. He slowly rubs your clit as he scoffs at your begging.

" Did you beg like this for Jake? Hmmm? Maybe I shouldn't let you finish. Or maybe I should fuck you so dumb that you'll forget him?" Aaron asked deviously.

"Please, I'm yours. I don't want him…I never wanted him. Just you Aaron please please baby let me cum for you. Only you can make me cum." You cried out pleading to him. He laughed tauntingly at your begging.

"I'll let you cum baby but I wanna hear my name on your lips when you do."

Aaron continues to tongue at your labia and clit, bringing you closer to your release. You feel him insert his fingers into your wet hole, dragging and curling them against your walls. He touches the perfect spot causing you to moan louder. He makes eye contact noticing your change, and he smiles against your clit.

"Ooh, here? Right here? I know…I know it feels amazing" He cooed at you. He increased the pace of his fingers. Your hips buck up into his mouth, and your eyes roll into the back of your head as the intense pressure built up in your stomach releases. You cum screaming his name, soaking his lower face. He pins down your quivering hips as he licks up everything you give him. You pant heavily at the strength of your first orgasm. Aaron leaves gentle licks on your trembling pussy recovering from squirting. He raises his head smiling at you.

"That's my girl. You did so well baby." You smile drunkenly at him. He looks down at you, rubbing himself through his pants, your body glowing with a thin layer of sweat. Aaron quickly strips down bare. You’re captivated by him, his presence and confidence are overwhelming. He strokes his thick cock to your body, you can’t seem to look away, you’re spellbound by his actions. Aaron notices you staring long and hard at his cock.

“You want this. You need this don’t you?” you mewl at him. He slaps his thick, heavy cock on your wet clit, rubbing and moving it through your lips, coating himself with your arousal.

“Beg me for it. Tell me how badly you need me.” His demands were met instantly.

“Please Aaron, I-I need you to fuck me, ruin me. Just do what you want to me. Please…” you pray to him as if he was a god.

You moan loudly as his tip opens up your cunt, you clench and unclench around its fat mushroom head. He slowly thrust his length into you, filling you up completely. You cry out, you could barely think as Aaron consumes you, his cock is seated so deeply. He groans into your ears feeling your tight walls around him.

“Baby, you’re so tight…I’m gonna ruin this pretty little pussy.” he grunted, giving your pussy a quick slap causing your hips to jerk up. Delirious, unable to speak, you whimper at him, hoping he understands what you want. He does. He takes hold of your legs and folds your body, your knees close to your ears. He pulls out slowly leaving his tip inside before thrusting back into you roughly. You moan as your breath knocks out your lungs. Aaron ruts into you, his thick member slamming against your walls. You moan, feeling him in your stomach. The base of his cock is soaked with your arousal, and the room is filled with the sinful and lustful sounds of your wet skin slapping against each other. You can feel him pulsing and throbbing in you, stretching you out.

“You can take it, love. Take all of me.” he panted out.

“Yes yes yes…please more.” you cried out.

His thrusts slow down as he pulls out of you. Aaron flipped you over on all fours. Your face pushed onto the bed, and you arched your back, raising your ass to his face, your juices wetting your inner thighs. Aaron sat back looking at your soaking cunt. You whined annoyed by his lack of touch, you wiggled your ass toward him. His hands come down heavy, slapping your ass cheeks. You jolt, surprised.

“Look at you being a little slut, wiggling your ass in my face. Have some self-respect. You’re wetting the sheet with your greedy weeping cunt.” he snarled. He thrust his cock into you with one swift movement, and you cry out feeling him deeper and against your g-spot. You breathe shallowly, adjusting to this new position. Aaron firmly holds onto your hips, thrusting into your pussy faster than before. You meet his quick thrusts, grinding your hips against him. Your ass Jiggle from the force of Aaron fucking into your cunt. Your thighs begin to quiver.

"Baby….I-I-I’m gonna cum." You whined.

He increases his thrust feeling you wet his balls and thighs. Aaron groans as you clench around him.

"Fuck baby let's cum together. Take my cum…. I'm gonna mark this pussy as mine."

You push your ass closer to him, wanting him to be deep in you. You feel the knot in your stomach unravel as you come undone. Aaron’s hips stutter losing their rhythm as you squirt and cum on him, milking his cock.

"Fuck take it….take my cum" He yells out as ropes of cum fill your cunt up. Your bed and bodies are wet with releases. You whimpered feeling his warm cum in you. He leaves slow and shallow thrusts before pulling out.

He turns you around to face him, rewarding you with a deep heated kiss. Pulling away, you said "I love you so much, baby. I'm yours."

"I love you too honey. I'm yours and you're mine." He pushes back the leaking cum from your pussy.

"Don't waste it, baby." You moaned at him, fingering your oversensitive cunt. He holds you tightly against his body, cuddling you.

You rest your forehead on his basking in the afterglow of making love to Aaron.

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