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3 times Aaron and Spencer were friends with benefits (+ 1 time they were more)

Title: 3 times Aaron and Spencer Were Friends with Benefits (+1 Time they were more)

Ship: Aaron Hotchner/Spencer Reid

AO3 Link or all 4 parts are together below the cut

The First Time

Reid was at his desk, finishing one last report before leaving. Everyone else had already left for the day, leaving only himself and his boss, Agent Hotchner. As soon as he finished the report, he gathered his things and went up to Hotch’s office. He knocked twice before opening the door.

“Hey, Hotch, I’m gonna head out.” He said, Aaron looked up,

“Okay, see you tomorrow, Reid.” He said, “Oh, I just wanted to apologize again for… Today. I know we already discussed it but I really shouldn’t have antagonized Chester like that.” Hotch said. Reid gave him a half smile and walked closer to Aaron.

“I get it. I know you’re stressed right now. But we made it out, didn’t we?” Spencer offered, Aaron nodded.

“I, uh, I signed the papers.” he said, his voice softer. Spencer moved to rest his hand on his boss’s shoulder.

“How do you feel?” Spencer asked, not entirely sure how to comfort the man who practically just lost his whole family.

“Surprisingly, pretty neutral. I guess I just knew that this day was coming… And here it is.” he said with a slight sigh. Spencer squeezed the older man’s shoulder.

“If you need to talk to someone about it I’m always here, though Rossi might be better equipped to handle that sort of thing seeing as how he’s had-” Spencer was cut off when Aaron pulled him in and kissed him. He let out a soft gasp before kissing back and gripping the collar of Aaron’s shirt. The two separated pretty quickly and Hotch looked shocked.

“I- Spencer- I’m sorry. I’m not really sure why-”

“Can we do it again?” Spencer said, quickly. Aaron was on his feet in seconds, pulling Spencer close and kissing him again. He threaded his hands into Aaron’s hair and deepened the kiss more. Spencer’s arms went to Aaron’s hips. He pulled the tucked shirt out and began trailing his hands up Aaron’s back. Aaron started kissing down Spencer’s jawline then onto his neck. Aaron made quick work of unbuttoning Spencer’s shirt and pushing it off of him. Spencer followed suit, removing Aaron’s shirt.

“Spencer, Spencer, the couch.” Aaron said, beginning to pull Spencer to the couch in the office. Aaron fell back against and pulled Spencer into his lap. Spencer straddled Aaron’s lap and began kissing him again, Aaron bucked his hips into Spencer’s and began sucking on his neck. Spencer let out a soft moan and grinded his own hips into Aaron’s.

“Aaron, fuck, Aaron.” Spencer moaned

“Yes, Spence, say my name.” Aaron whispered, sucking another mark into Spencer’s collarbone. Spencer moaned again, slightly louder. Both began unbuttoning and unzipping their pants quickly. Each wanted to feel the other’s touch and feel their skin.Once both of them had pulled themselves out of their pants, Aaron gripped them both in his hand, using spit as lube to jerk them together. Spencer’s fingernails dug into Aaron’s shoulders and his head fell back out of pure pleasure. The two moaned in unison, Aaron moving back to kiss and mark Spencer's chest.

“Fuck Aaron, feels so good.” Spencer moaned, bucking his hips faster. Aaron sucked and bit on his nipple, “I’m- fuck- I’m close. Ah~” Spencer moaned as Aaron sped up his hand. Spencer pulled Aaron’s hair as he came, coating Aaron’s chest. Aaron’s movements stuttered for a moment as he followed Spencer over the edge.

The two agents painted, looking at each other for a long moment. Spencer was the first to get up, handing Aaron some tissues off of his desk to clean himself up with. Spencer redressed himself quickly while handing Aaron his own clothes. Aaron watched him silently from the couch.

“Spencer-” He started,

“I should really get home. It's getting pretty late.” Spencer said, pulling on his shoe. Aaron watched him as he tied his shoes and grabbed his messenger bag. Spencer stopped right before going out the door and turned to smile at his superior, “We, uh, we should do this again sometime.” He said. Aaron returned the smile and nodded,

“Yeah, I’d like that.” He said and then Spencer was out the door without another glance.

Aaron couldn’t wait for next time…

The Second Time

The team had stayed at a hotel in Texas the night that they had arrested Owen Savage. It had been a rough case for Spencer and he had made some risky moves. Spencer knew that Aaron would probably be pretty upset about it all, so he had avoided his boss up until now. The hotel had screwed up their booking and now everyone had to pair off. Emily and JJ took one room, Derek and Dave took the second, leaving Spencer with Aaron. The two entered the room and Spencer was quick to get into the bathroom and lock the door. He took a slow shower, hoping that maybe Aaron would be asleep by the time he got out.

He was, however, disappointed to find Aaron sitting on the bed when he exited the shower. He had put on his pajamas and was drying his wet hair when he came out.

“Spencer, you know we need to talk about this,” Aaron started, “You knowingly jeopardized your life and the lives of others,” he said. Spencer sat down on the other bed, he was quiet, but he nodded, “I should fire you.” Spencer looked at Aaron, there was a sadness behind his eyes and he was starting to feel guilt and fear bubble in his stomach, “You’re the smartest kid in the room, but you’re not the only kid in that room. You pull something like this again and you will be, am I clear?” Spencer nodded quickly, he felt some tears well up in his eyes but he wasn’t about to let Aaron see him cry.

“Yes sir, it won’t happen again… Thank you.” Spencer said. Aaron looked at the younger agent for a second,

“What were you thinking?” He asked, genuinely wanting to know why his agent would do something like that.

“I was thinking that it would be the second time a kid died in front of me.” Reid said, honestly.

“You’re keeping score, just like Owen.” Aaron pointed out. Spencer looked down for a second,

“It was my turn to save someone.” He said. Aaron raised his eyebrows,

“It doesn’t work like that.” Aaron told Spencer

“It should.” Aaron thought for a second, choosing his words carefully,

“I know its painful when the person you identify with is the bad guy.” Aaron looked at Spencer, studying the way his eyebrows twitched and he licked his lips,

“What does that make me?” Spencer asked, honestly.

“Good at the job.” Aaron sounded so honest. The two stared at each other for a solid 30 seconds before Aaron moved to sit next to Spencer, the younger agent looked at him, there was still a bit of uncertainty there. Aaron knew that Spencer was still worried. Still thought that maybe when they got back to Quantico Aaron would rethink his decision to keep Spencer and would end up firing him. Aaron carefully rested his hand on Spencer’s cheek, “I know it was rough for you in highschool and I know you’re probably thinking that I might change my mind but I won’t, Spencer.” He said. One tear fell down his cheek and he was quick to wipe it off. Aaron pulled the younger man closer to him and kissed him softly. Spencer kissed back and their lips fit together perfectly.

“Aaron…” Spencer breathed as the older agent began kissing down his neck. Everything felt different than their first time. Everything was slower. Aaron positioned the two so that Spencer was laying on the bed comfortably and Aaron was over him. He pulled the sleep shirt over Reid’s head and kissed down his chest. He paid attention to each of Spencer’s nipples, nipping and sucking on each one of them. Spencer moaned softly at the touch.

“Spencer, you are amazing.” Aaron started, praising the younger man between soft kisses. “You are so smart,” Aaron kissed down his stomach, “You are brave,” Spencer whimpered, “You do such good work, even when you’re reckless, you do so good.” Aaron said, pulling Spencer’s sweats and boxers off. Spencer’s face was turning red, being the only one completely naked. Aaron seemed to realize this because he made quick work and stripping himself down. Spencer sat up a bit on the bed and watched Aaron.

“Um, Aaron, there’s, uh, my bag, some, uh,” Spencer started, nervously. Aaron smiled and picked up the younger man’s bag, quickly finding the lube.

“Hm, it seems like you came prepared.” Aaron teased.Spencer looked away from Aaron, but had a shy smile. Aaron crawled back into the bed and helped Spencer relax again. He was slow when opening Spencer up, he wanted to make sure he didn’t hurt the younger man, so he took his time. Spencer slowly stroked his own cock while Aaron opened him up. The small moans Spencer let out were like the sweetest melody to Aaron’s ears.

As soon as Aaron could easily fit three fingers inside of Spencer, he moved his position and slicked up his own cock.

“Are you ready, Spence?” He asked, softly. Spencer looked up at him and smiled.

“Yeah, I’m ready.” He said. Aaron smiled and lined himself up with Spencer’s awaiting hole. Spencer closed his eyes and let out a long beautiful moan as Aaron pushed in and bottomed out. Spencer gripped Aaron’s shoulders and pulled him down for a kiss. Aaron kissed Spencer back, it was a slow, wet kiss that both of them melted into. Once Spencer was ready, he wrapped his legs around his boss’s hips. “Go ahead.” He murmured against Aaron’s lips. Aaron began thrusting, going slow and steady. The men moaned together and gripped each other tighter.

“Fuck, Spencer, you’re so tight… Fuck..” Aaron moaned, Spencer used his legs to pull Aaron deeper,

“Aaron.. Ah… You’re filling me so good.. Fuck so, so good.” Spencer practically cried. Aaron sped up ever so slightly, going just that little bit deeper. Suddenly, Spencer cried out and arched his back as Aaron hit that sweet spot deep inside of him. Aaron planted kisses all over Spencer’s neck.

“Such beautiful sounds, Spence, I could listen to them forever.” Aaron whispered. Spencer clawed at Aaron’s back, desperate for more.

“Please, Aaron, faster.” Spencer whimpered and Aaron was quick to obey. He moved his hips at a faster pace, hitting Spencer’s spot so good. Spencer’s mind went blank and all he could do was moan as Aaron fucked him so good and so deep.

Without a warning, Spencer was cumming, all over the two’s stomachs. Aaron moaned and gripped Spencer’s hips just a bit tighter. He sped up his movements one more time, chasing his own high. It wasn’t too long after Spencer that Aaron let out a final moan, leaned his head back and came deep inside of Spencer. He had a distant thought that maybe he should’ve pulled out or used a condom, but it disappeared when Spencer pulled him down for another passion filled kiss.

Aaron laid beside Spencer, both panting. Aaron glanced over to the younger man who looked so sleepy and so blissed out. Aaron smiled a bit at his young lover and quickly covered him up. Spencer fell asleep quickly and Aaron was soon to follow. Neither thought about the fact that this was their first time sharing a bed…

The Third Time

Spencer’s back was against the wall of Aaron’s bedroom. Aaron was sucking and kissing all over Spencer’s neck and shoulders. This was only the third sexual encounter, but it was their first in either of their apartments. They had had a tough case and by the end of it, Aaron had asked Spencer if he wanted to come over to his apartment for some fun. The two had eaten dinner together and Spencer longed to call this a date, but he knew he couldn’t do that. The two were sleeping together and that was it.

“Ah-Aaron, please.” Spencer murmured as the older man teased Spencer. The two men’s shirts were thrown somewhere across the room and they were left in their slacks.

“Tell me what you want.” Aaron said, directly into Spencer’s ear. Spencer bit his lip, his hips bucking into Aaron’s.

“You- I want you, daddy.” Spencer moaned, as soon as the words left his mouth he froze and he felt Aaron do the same. A beat passed where neither man spoke or moved, but the moment passed as Aaron lifted Spencer so that his legs were around his hips.

“Say it again.” He murmured huskily into Spencer’s ear. Spencer’s face felt hot.

“Please, daddy,” He whimpered, “Please fuck me.” Spencer moaned. Aaron carried the younger man to the bed and laid him down immediately. He was quick to pull Spencer’s pants and boxers off, followed by his own. Spencer watched him from the bed. He watched as Aaron found some lube in his bedside drawer.

“You look so hot, baby.” Aaron said, looking Spencer up and down, “So beautiful…” He murmured. Spencer's face couldn’t get any redder at this point. He loved the way Aaron praised him. Aaron settled himself between Spencer’s legs, pushing them apart until he could see Spencer’s hole. “Tell daddy what you want.” Aaron said, teasing one slicked up finger against Spencer.

“Mm, daddy please.. Please finger me open… need it daddy please..” Spencer begged. Aaron pushed his finger past Spencer’s hole, but kept it at only one. He slowly thrusted the finger. Spencer squirmed a bit on the bed.

“Hold still baby, be a good boy and beg for more.” Aaron said, looking up at Spencer’s face. Spencer stilled his body.

“Please, I-I need more… I need you daddy.” He whined. Aaron pressed soft kisses to his thighs and then added a second finger. Spencer whimpered.

“You’re doing so well, baby, taking my fingers so well.” Aaron said. He sucked a couple bruises into Spencer’s thighs while slowly moving his fingers. Spencer arched his back.

“Daddy-Ahh” Spencer cried out when Aaron suddenly sped up. “Please more!” Spencer shouted. Aaron added a third finger and set a fast pace, pushing his fingers as deep as he could. Spencer moaned and arched his back, continuously begging for more.

“You beg so well for me baby. You’re so good, sounds so good.” Aaron said, all while kissing up and down his thighs. Spencer used one hand to grip Aaron’s hair, the other clawing at the sheets.

“Please, daddy, need your cock, need it to fill me up.. Please please.” Spencer whined, trying to push his hips down onto Aaron’s fingers.

“Mm, are you sure you’re ready baby?” Aaron asked, teasingly.

“Yes, god yes!” Spencer cried. Aaron pulled his fingers out and wiped them on the bed sheets. He squirted some more lube onto his cock and spread it around before pushing himself into Spencer. Spencer was already trying to fuck himself on Aaron’s cock. Aaron gripped Spencer’s hips and stilled the younger man.

“You better be good and listen to daddy, now hold still.” Aaron said. He hooked Spencer’s legs over his shoulders and began thrusting slowly. He moaned softly, feeling Spencer clench around him. He continued the slow thrusts until Spencer was sobbing, begging for more.

“Daddy please, need it faster, harder.” Spencer whined, tears running down his cheeks. Aaron kissed him softly.

“I’ll take care of you, baby.” he whispered before thrusting so deep and hard, Spencer’s head nearly hit the headboard. The older man continued his brutal pace, hands on Spencer’s hips. Spencer moaned, back arching off the bed.

“Yes, yes, yes daddy! Feels so good! Please make me cum daddy.” Spencer said between moans and sobs. Aaron squeezed Spencer’s cock and started jerking it in time with his thrusts. Spencer was soon cumming, coating his own chest. A splash even hit his cheek. Aaron leaned down to lick the bit off of his face. Aaron slowed his thrusts before pulling out completely. He moved so that his cock was level with Spencer’s face and began stroking his cock until he released all over Spencer’s face. Spencer moaned and stuck his tongue out, catching a few spurts in his mouth.

“Fuck, Spence.” Aaron murmured. Spencer grabbed a tissue off the nightstand and wiped his face off.

“Uhg, I need a shower.” he said, glancing at Aaron. Aaron smiled and kissed Spencer’s cheek.

“You’re welcome to use mine, towels are behind the door.” he said. Spencer disappeared into the bathroom.

Aaron closed his eyes and thought about his relationship with Spencer…

Love Confessions

Spencer and Derek were currently chasing the man who had killed multiple women in the area for the past couple of months. It had been a pretty routine case and it was solved pretty quickly, but now the man was running. Neither of the agents realized that he had a gun until it was too late. The man stopped running as he neared the edge of a cliff and he turned to face the agents, aiming a gun directly at Spencer.

“Put the gun down, man, you don’t want to do this.” Derek said. The man was shaking and before either of them knew it, the man had shot, hitting Spencer in the shoulder. Derek immediately shot the man, who stumbled back and fell off the edge of the cliff. Some SWAT agents had met the man below along with some medics. “We need medics up here,” Derek said into his mic, “We have an agent down.” He said. Spencer groaned and looked up at Derek. Derek held pressure to the wound in Spencer’s shoulder.

“Morgan?” Spencer muttered, barely staying awake.

“I’m right here, kid, stay with me. Keep looking at me. You’re gonna be okay.” Derek said. Spencer’s eye fluttered closed, “Come on, Spence, stay awake.” Derek said. Spencer groaned.

“It hurts.”

“I know, I know, the medics are on their way.” Derek said, just as two of them surrounded Spencer. Derek moved back and let them do their job. The rest of the team ran over to where they were and watched as the medics took care of Spencer. Derek glanced at Aaron, who looked the most distraught.

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Aaron sat next to Spencer’s hospital bed, holding the younger man’s hand. Luckily, he had been okay and only had to spend a couple days in the hospital. The team was taking turns staying with him and today it was Aaron’s turn. Spencer opened his eyes slowly and looked at his boss.

“Hotch?” He murmured, still trying to wake up completely. Aaron smiled,

“Yeah, it's me, Spence.” He spoke softly, “How are you feeling?” Aaron rubbed the back of Spencer’s hand with his thumb.

“Uh, tired… My shoulder hurts.” He said.

“They should be coming with your meds soon, I told them no narcotics.” Aaron said. Spencer smiled,

“Thanks, Aaron.” He said, closing his eyes again. The two sat in silence for a few minutes. The nurse came in with some food and some pain meds for Spencer. Once she was out of the room, Spencer began picking at the food.

“So, uh, the suspect died,” Aaron started, “But they found clothes belonging to all the victims in his house along with a blood covered basin in the basement.” Aaron explained. Spence nodded.

“How’s the rest of the team doing?” Spencer asked

“They’re good, we’ve all been taking turns coming and staying with you. JJ will be here soon.” Aaron said.

“Oh.” Spencer picked up the roll on his plate and tore off a piece to eat. He wasn’t sure why but there was so much tension in the room and it was silent again for a few minutes, the only sounds were the beeping of the monitor and the soft sounds of the TV playing. Spencer put the cover back on his tray and Aaron moved it out of his way.

“Can I tell-” Aaron was cut off by JJ entering the room, followed by Penelope. Aaron stood up.

“Hey, Spence, how are you doing?” JJ smiled. The two women went to sit beside Spencer’s bed and Aaron quietly left.

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Spencer’s first day back was just a paperwork day. Nothing too crazy. He sat at his desk doing his paperwork (and some of Derek’s, but he didn’t mind). The day was slow, but Spencer was glad to be back.

At the end of the day, everyone had started leaving and as Spencer gathered his things, Hotch called him into his office. Spencer walked in, shutting the door behind him and sat in a chair in front of Hotch’s desk.

“How was your first day back?” Aaron asked. Spencer gave a shrug.

“Slow, but good.” He said.

“Good, good…” Aaron said, trailing off a bit. Spencer could tell there was something else. Something his boss wasn’t saying.

“Is, uh, is that all?” Spencer asked, raising his eyebrows. Aaron looked at him for a second, they were both trying to figure out the other’s emotions.

“Spencer…” Aaron started, “I- When you got hurt… It was… I was so scared. I knew it was just a shoulder wound and that you would make it… But I was just hit with this fear that you could… Could die and I wouldn’t get to tell you…” Aaron looked down at his hands, messing with the pen he was holding. He took a deep breath and looked at the younger agent, “Spencer, I don’t just want to have sex… I want to take you on dates and have movie nights. I want to go to the museum with you and listen to you talk about every exhibit… Spencer, I- I want to…”

“Me too, Aaron.” Spencer said with a smile. Aaron looked at him, looking for cues that Spencer was lying, but he saw none. Aaron walked over to Spencer and kissed him, putting all the love he felt into the kiss. Spencer kissed back, pulling Aaron closer to him.

“I- uh- Do you want to get dinner?” Aaron asked once they separated. Spencer smiled.

“I’d like that.” He said.

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tobias-hankel · 2 years

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“I didn’t think your ass could get redder Spencer but here we are,” Hotch smirked.

Lol enjoy

NSFW, Minors DNI

Oops, 356 words here - almost 1.3k in the full fic on AO3.

“I didn’t think your ass could get redder Spencer but here we are,” Hotch smirked as he ran his hand over Spencer’s bright red, naked ass.

“Please, please, I can’t take it anymore!” Spencer cried out, his face was pressed against the sofa cushion on the other side of Hotch’s leg, where Hotch had draped him over his knee.

“You can and you will,” Hotch said before spanking Spencer right on the seat of his ass, so he was sure to feel it every time he sat down. “You knew what would happen if you put yourself in unnecessary danger in the field.”

Shortly after Hotch and Spencer started dating, they quickly figured out that a 24/7 Dom/sub relationship worked the best for them. Spencer blossomed when he was told what to do. He also loved being praised when he got something right but with that, came punishments when he did something wrong. Spencer’s naturally submissive self tended to listen to Hotch without question but sometimes, Spencer’s bratty and rebellious side came out, so punishments were needed.

While they tried to keep their dynamic out of their work life, Hotch couldn’t stand by and allow Spencer, allow his sub, to be blatantly defiant – no matter where they were.

Hotch told Spencer to stay at the police station during a takedown, something that was typical for Spencer anyway, but this time the unsub was targeting men that looked like his brother. Men that looked like Spencer.

Spencer didn’t listen though. He was sure that they weren’t going to be able to talk the unsub down and that he might be able to because he looked like the target. And Spencer was right, he was able to talk the unsub down but before he could get him in handcuffs, the unsub lunged at Spencer with a knife, almost stabbing him before Hotch shot the man.

While SSA Dr. Spencer Reid was reprimanded for his actions with a week of desk duty. The Spencer who hung on Hotch’s every command, who answered to whatever Hotch decided to call him, was being punished with 30 spanks and an edging.

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moraxswhore · 2 years

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panevanbuckley · 10 months

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nothing worse than stumbling into a 'mark as read' fic, reading it for what feels like the first time, and then seeing this at the end 😭

#just about threw my phone across the room after seeing this #because WHY DID I NOT MARK IT AS READ AFTER READING IT LAST TIME?!?#genuinely didn't remember reading this. although it was probably 3 years ago but still #ao3 #fanfic #buddie #drarry #jegulus #wolfstar #sterek #speirton #gallavich #lestappen #hotchreid #sambucky

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imagining-in-the-margins · 4 months

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CM Office Party Fics 🎉

Hey everyone! Thank you so much to everyone who participated. I am so happy to share everyone’s hard work. If you have a oneshot or masterlist you’d like me to add, please send me a message - new additions are always welcome.

SFW Spencer Reid/Fem!Reader

Inexperienced by me: Virgin!Reader has a secret no one expected, least of all Spencer. She’s a virgin… in every way.

Dancing with the Doctor by @smalltownbeautyqueen: After hearing the BAU's prom stories, Garcia decides to throw her own BAU prom.

Gift Exchange by @ssahopelessly: It’s time for the Secret Santa gift exchange at the BAU.

Secret Santa by @c-m-stuff: Reader and Spencer are together for Secret Santa.

Better for You by @incognit0slut: Spencer spends the change of year with a new resolution as he starts looking at his rival differently.

Clue by @pathologicalreid: A fic in which Penelope hosts a NYE party with a murder mystery theme.

Mistletoe's for Two by @andiebeaword: At the annual Christmas party, Spencer gets caught under the mistletoe by the woman he didn’t want to kiss.

More ratings and pairings below!

NSFW (18+) Spencer Reid/Fem!Reader

Prom Night by @foxy-eva: After everyone shared their sad (or non-existent) prom stories, Penelope decided to host a BAU Prom, giving Spencer the perfect excuse to finally ask out Reader.

Funhouse Mirror by me: SSA Reader promised Spencer he’d be surprised by her costume of the Doctor for the Halloween Party. He definitely was.

Kiss ’n Tell by me: Reader gets drunk on a night out with the girls and accidentally mimics her boyfriend’s habit of oversharing.

Unhappy Holidays by @reiderwriter: Reader runs into Spencer at holiday celebrations four years in a row, including this NYE.

Always Bet on Black by @reidmotif: Reader realizes she has an advantage at the Bureau's Casino Night, when Spencer can't seem to take his eyes off her and her dress.

Never Have I Ever by me: After a case involving kink culture, Spencer is assigned to judge the girls’ game of Never Have I Ever. Later, him and Reader compare scores.

Other/Fem!Reader (SFW)

Somewhere I Belong by @0and0its0doctor0: (Hotch) Hotch has a little liquid courage and breaks the rules.

When Snorter Does the Unexpected by @alluring-andrayav: (Derek) It's Derek's birthday, and he receives an unexpected gift.

Other Pairings & Gen Fic (SFW)

All is Bright by @masterwords: (Hotchgan) After a long series of failed dates, Hotch and Morgan finally come to their senses thanks to some well-placed mistletoe.

Talk of the Town by @/masterwords: (Hotchgan) Hotch has an invite to a Christmas party at the White House and he's asking Derek to be his plus one.

October by @gaelic-symphony: (Temily) The couple spends Halloween together.

November by @/gaelic-symphony: (Temily) The couple spends Thanksgiving together.

So Just Keep Kissing Me Under the Mistletoe [AO3] by @starzzyeyed : (Hotchreid) Spencer's dreading the BAU's christmas party for many reasons; not least because it means spending time off duty with his boss.

Happy Hotch Day by @codename-mom: (Platonic) Penelope wants to cheer her boss up as he still suffers from what Foyet did to him. The team prepares a surprise for him.

It's a Piece of Cake by @/codename-mom: (Platonic) Jack is turning six and Penelope wants to do something for the occasion.

The Sweater Case by @/codename-mom: (Platonic) The FBI organizes a gala with all the agency directors in the country. Hotch doesn't want to go.

Happy Reading!

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thatqueerfangirl02 · 7 months

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Please tell me I’m not the only one who gets obsessed over Fanfic authors.

Like I’ll read a fic that’s just amazing, and I need more so I go to the author’s profile. I always start with the same Fandom/Ship/Trope of the first fic (it depends on how many works they have). Eventually, when I’ve read all of those, I’ll move on to other fandoms that I’m in and they write for. Sometimes I’ll even go into their bookmarks, because they clearly have fantastic taste. I even keep the profile open in it’s own tab just so I can check for new content every few days.

Just, you know, fangirling over fanfic authors.

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elleskate · 9 months

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#elle greenaway #criminal minds #lesbian #wlw ship #fanfic #jennifer jareau #kate callahan #emily prentiss #aaron hotchner #spencer reid #derek morgan #penelope garcia #hotchreid #moreid #hotchniss #jemily

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neilgayman69 · 6 months

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Fics where one character is held against a wall by their hips while they make out >>>>>

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alexshakestheworld · 2 years

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Me when my friends/patients/coworkers ask about how I manage my mental health especially when I work in this particular field *think about AO3 and its countless awesome fics*:…I read books 🙂

To me, nothing a good 10-50k-word fluff (angst is okay but must have happy ending, preferably having soft smut scenes as well) can’t cure at the end of the day 😂

My recipe to my *quite fine* mental health is one (multiple) good fic(s) a day keep(s) depression away 😅

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redwithjoon · 9 months

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"Haley wants me to sign the divorce papers uncontested."

"You don't want to...?"

Ultimately uneventful :/

HotchxReid

Word count: 8k

Just filth - NSFW!!!

An insanely stressed Hotch was ready to fight an inmate and is currently giving Spencer a seminar about how his wife wants a divorce pronto. Spencer decides that this just can't be and takes matters into his own hands. Quite literally. Oh, and he also finds out that his boss has a weirdly specific kink??

Read on Ao3

I come bearing food: @observaureium, @gay-in-a-jar, @castielryan

Have fun ↓

"Haley wants me to sign the divorce papers uncontested."

There it is.

Spencer has been silently wondering why his boss 'escalated the situation' by losing his patience and was about to fistfight a whole serial killer so easily. Hotch had faced down more unreasonable, violent unsubs in the past, but for some reason, the moment he was baited by that man, he instantly snapped.

"So we don't waste money on lawyers."

Well, that'll do it. Having your wife screaming you down over the phone about how she wants you to officially divorce her already was obviously not an ideal start of the day but it can't just be that, can it? His boss is ridiculously pent up, and it's not like he had anyone to bitch to. After a few seconds, Spencer realized that Hotch wants some kind of response to his almost-confession but he's still unsure of what to say… like he literally has no fucking idea what Hotch wants him to do? Reassure him that it was going to be okay? Tell him that he's a good man either way?

"You don't want to…?" Well, yeah obviously.

Hotch continues to randomly complain to him about his problem with his soon-to-be ex-wife and Reid just lets him be, trying to help him by giving responses he thinks would calm him down and make him feel the slightest bit better but there's only so much he can say.

And to make it even worse, now they're stuck in traffic. In an absolutely insane traffic.

Hotch subtly asks the taxi driver next to their car what exactly is happening and the driver just sighs. "I dunno, there's apparently a car crash not too far from here. They're rerouting the cars but…"

"It'll take a while." Hotch thanks the man and rolls his windows back up.

Christ. What can they do? Hotch is already irritated and now they have this. And the burden is not just mentally, Hotch has been driving for a while now and Spencer knows it's usually nothing for the man but it's a bit more tiring when you're stressing out about your imminent divorce, huh?

Like a good friend, Spencer just listens to him, he listens, he listens, and he listens.

But, fuck… there's only so much passive-aggressive talk about Haley that he can take.

"Are you tired?" Spencer cuts off Hotch in the middle of his mumbled rant, Hotch was talking about custody or something and Spencer has been listening long enough that he feels like he could be a divorce lawyer too by now.

"Not really."

"Well, I'm tired, it's the uh, the heat, you know, and I'm still a bit shaken from before." He is not shaken from before, but he'll say whatever it takes to get the hell out of this car.

Hotch's previous potential outlet, a literal full-on fistfight, has been taken from him and now it has nowhere to go, no relief from the frustration. Too bad that they're not in the FBI's training room where Hotch can go berserk in shredding rubber dummies.

"I see. We can pull over, but there's still no place to rest."

Right. Ah… think, Spencer, think. You may not be under intense terror anymore and can't do your best work, but you need to come up with something.

Hm… what will he do when he needs to let out stress– wait, no, not him, what would guys like Hotch do when he needs to let out stress other than sweating it out? Reid is tempted to just tell him to do laps but then a sudden realization hits him like lightning, so fast and shocking that he almost jumps on his seat.

There's another way to sweat things out, right?

But that won't do, does that even exist in Hotch's list of options of stress relief? Workout? Deep meditation? And…?

"Hotch, do you want to rest? There's uh… well, there's a hotel there." Spencer points at a discreet-looking hotel. Hm… too discreet in fact with its own parking lot and everything.

Hotch blinked. If it's any other hotel, he'll just chalk it up to Spencer needing that sweet coolness of AC and some subpar dining. But that's not that kind of hotel, is it?

"That's not a proper hotel, Reid." Perhaps his subordinate just doesn't understa–

"I know."

Of course he knows. Look, he knows a lot of stuff, a lot, some of them irrelevant, but even he knows that that is a love hotel, a short-stay hotel to be exact, paid by the hour for obvious fucking reasons. Hotch knows, he knows, he's just offering.

It's silent for a while and Spencer's hyper brain is already thinking of dozens of different ways on how he would be fired (he's up to 57 potential scenarios by now), but shockingly…

Shockingly, Hotch makes a left turn, he drives down the rather empty road and parks into the almost-hidden parking lot. Quiet, discreet, just everything you need to make sure no one sees you come and leave.

Hotch turns off the engine and Spencer is just… he's waiting for Hotch to unlock the car. He's nervous. Sure, he was the one that offered Hotch to stay in a love hotel for a few hours with the obviously very unprofessional, potentially damaging suggestions, but he's still nervous, okay? He just… wants to get Hotch's mind off of this downright spiral he is on and he's not the best in–

"Are you sure?" Hotch's voice is as calm as ever, if Reid isn't a profiler he would've missed the slight tremble on his voice.

"…No one has to know."

"No, Reid, are you sure you also want this…?"

Yeah, Reid, do you want to fuck your boss? His brain is taunting him, asking him why he's offering sex to his boss but then again, why did his boss accept, hm? Why did he even consider the idea? He's not the only one in the wrong here.

"I…" He clears his throat. "Can you just unlock the car…?" He could hear the door unlocked, Spencer walks out first, still looking everywhere but at Hotch. "…Do you have cash?"

"Yes."

"Okay. Good. So um, we're… good?"

"Good."

Spencer wants to scream from all the one-word answers. Of all times can Hotch just sound less formal? Just once, can he sound less formal when they’re literally going to have real sexual intercourse?

…probably not, huh?

The less they talk the better. Reid wants to hiss the moment they walk into their room, the thought of how dirty this room must be even though it looks perfectly clean considering the purpose of such accommodations but he pushes through it.

Okay. Now that they’re here, uh… what should they do first?

Spencer almost jumped when Hotch walk past him and sits on the bed. The first time they finally lock eyes with each other, as if creating a silent agreement, Reid lightly nods and put his bag on the chair. Okay, no thinking, (no bitching about divorce too,) only uh… only…

Okay, class? What should we do first?

That's the limit on how his brain is functioning right now, thinking about what should they do first? What should he say to his boss? Should he, like, give him options? List out the menu like he's a waiter just asking when he wants for lunch?

Hotch hasn't said anything and it's unnerving to be honest.

Spencer sighs comically loud before he decides he might as well chose for him, if Hotch doesn't know what he wants then they just do whatever they can do.

It's not like Hotch doesn't know what he wants.

When Spencer turns around to grab something from his bag, Hotch can't help but watch and linger his eyes on Spencer's body.

He admits that he has never, in the years and years of them working together, thought of Spencer as sexy. One part of it must be from the fact that he had started working with Spencer since he was a lanky, nervous 21-year-old who looked like a kid straight out of highschool. He never really noticed the change until now.

Hell, even the word 'sexy' doesn't seem to fit him at all, with Reid always dressing up so conservatively.

He always, always dressed like that, the only casual clothes Hotch had ever seen him in is his standard academy uniform and some shirt he wears strictly when the summer heat just gets too much. Even then he would wear short sleeves button up.

Suddenly he remembers how surprised he was when one scorching hot day, he saw Reid with his long hair tied in a ponytail with the first two buttons of his shirt undone. It's not… he's not showing any excessive skin, the buttons didn't even show anything that can't be compared to Prentiss' shirt but it just looked… vulgar. It looked so vulgar merely because of the rarity of it. He remembered for a second that he almost looked away, like it's not something decent or proper for his eyes but then he remembered how illogical that is.

That's something he didn't remember till now but it comes back at full force right this minute, when Reid bends down just the slightest bit to rummage through his bag to get…

It's ridiculous how hot it is when Spencer pulls out a hair tie from the bag's tiny pouch, the man reaching back to gather his neck-long, perfectly curled hair. It's ridiculous how he feels himself getting more and more aroused just to see Spencer unbutton his cufflinks.

The fact that he feels some kind of excitement seeing Spencer struggling to pluck his cufflinks off…

He needs to stop thinking and just enjoy it. Besides, isn't this Spencer's idea? Is he not in the wrong? Hotch's brain desperately needs some kind of justification as to why he's weirdly turned on already.

Spencer, still pouting as he struggled with his right cuff, started walking towards Hotch.

Spencer decides that he is going to straddle his lap, almost like he's used to if even. He only paused for a second, as if contemplating for the last time if he's going through with this or not but decides that there's no backing out now and he slowly starts to climb on his boss' lap.

Spencer is nervous but he knows what he's doing.

…Hotch doesn't know why that ticked him off, not in a sense that he hates what Spencer is doing, but in a sense that it shows this is Not Spencer's first time.

Is it absurd of him to expect this 27 year old man to be… a totally inexperienced person? And why he finds himself feeling the smallest bit of disappointment when he realized Spencer isn't a fumbling, blushing mess. He's not aggressive in any way, still pretty much the Spencer that he knows, and yet.

He got pulled out of his mind when he hears a relieved, tiny laugh as Spencer finally got the cuffs of his shirt off, then those same hands hold Hotch's shoulder, using them to brace himself as he tries to get comfortable on Hotch's lap, moving his knees subtly here and there on each side of Hotch's thighs to minimize discomfort, he expected Hotch to help him but–

Spencer feels hands on his waist to… push him away?

The 'rejection' puzzles him greatly, looking down at the older man with the same pout, just more confused this time. "You don't like it…?"

"I do." Well. Then why? Spencer wants to ask when Hotch fully push him off his lap, making him stand up again. Hotch's hands are still holding Spencer's waist and Spencer could still feel the desire if the way Hotch's fingers are pretty much massaging his waist is something to go by so he isn't sure why the man is pushing him away.

"I… like how you look unbuttoning your cuffs."

The little confession made Spencer gasps ever so slightly. Hotch is actually talking to him about what he wants? Really?

"I'd like to see you strip everything down yourself, if that's not too uncomfortable for you."

Oh, how careful this man is. Reid offered sex and Hotch still asks if he's uncomfortable, truly a gentleman.

"I can do that. Do you want me to do it slow?" Spencer doesn't fucking know how to do a strip tease but he's good at improvising (as they both just saw) so he's sure he can do it right. Hotch's brows furrow in contemplation, he's also not sure what he wants but… he has an idea. "That's not necessary, I like it more if you do it casually."

"Casually?"

"How you would strip when you're in private, like your bedroom for example. When you strip for a shower or to simply change clothes."

"Oh… okay, then." That's a relief, though it is a weird request is it not? Act like he's at home? As if he's just relaxing alone? …Like doesn't know he's being watched? Hm… is that a kink? Is it, in and of itself, something sexual?

Reid decides that he's thinking too much about it and thinking isn't what both of them want right now, right?

Rarely has Hotch ever been this focused in anything other than work. He follows those trimmed, slim fingers slowly unbutton the rest of the dark, almost black cardigan off. Was it slow? He wasn't doing it slow, was he? No, he wasn't, he was undoing them normally so it might be Hotch's brain that's working slow. Not just his eyes, his ears also seem to be hyper aware to the slightest sound, because he got pulled out of his thoughts by the sound of Spencer's rolled up cardigan being tossed to the hotel's lone sofa, it feels like he could hear the lightest sound of the silk tie (always coloured or patterned) being unfurled easily by a single tug.

Is he sweating? Because Hotch feels his body temperature going up for some unknown reason. (He knows the reason is arousal but he refuses to recognize how easy it is to get him hard.)

Spencer then unbutton his white shirt one by one, this time he folds them a little neater before putting them on top of the cardigan. He's wearing a thin, loose tank top undergarments underneath. God, just how many layers does this man wear on the daily? Again, for some 'unknown' reason, Hotch finds that arousing. Probably because of how conservatively Spencer always dresses and he is probably one the only ones that gets to see his skin, because of that tank top, even if Spencer sweats or gets wet, no one can see his chest, his nipples or belly button. Yet he can.

Hotch almost jumps when he hears the slightest frustrated groan as Spencer struggles to unbuckle his belt, eyes looking down and his lips pouting in focus. Wait, what? No. No, don't do that, get rid of that tank top first. Hotch is screaming on the inside, just one thin layer of cotton fabric and he could finally see his bare upper body. God, why is he being a tease?

Well, maybe he isn’t being a tease, maybe this is just how he–

Can't think, Hotch can't think when he hears the thump of the belt buckle hitting the floor, Spencer accidentally dropping it, he picking it up and spun it into a circle. Hotch thinks he must look like a creep, eyes focused on every millisecond hearing that typical unzipping sound as Spencer pulls down his zipper. Pants pushed down to the floor and Spencer stepped out of it one foot at the time.

There's something about this, he's not doing it to seduce Hotch, just like he requested, Reid just stripped like he's at home going to change from his work clothes to something more comfortable, no moving his hips or ever looking at his boss. Spencer is wearing a loose, bright blue underwear, his habit of wearing colourful clothes underneath all his formal look is endearing, especially seeing those mismatched socks, moss green with a star pattern on the left, orange with red stripes on the right.

Spencer pulls off his tank top, unfurling his hair along with it, he bends down and was about to pull off his socks when–

"Wait– what– wait!!" Spencer stumbles when Aaron suddenly stands up from the bed, his hands gripping Spencer's bare waist and manhandling a bit too roughly and it caught the younger man off guard. He lets out a surprised huff when Hotch shoves him on the bed on his stomach, gasping when he feels Hotch on top of him, trapping Spencer with both his knees on the sides of his thighs.

He knows it's ridiculous, but Spencer felt the slightest bit of fear knowing that Aaron can just… do anything to him if he wants, he knows his boss won't hurt him of course, but the fact that Spencer is hanging on the belief that Aaron is a Good Person still makes his heart beat faster.

Spencer hears the sound of zipper being undone, Hotch stripping on top of him impatiently. Oh… he wants to see that too… it isn't fair? How is it that Aaron gets to see everything while he's trapped on the bed?

Reid swallow his silent protests when he feels Aaron's lips on his neck.

This is the first time Hotch ever touched him more than hugging him and dragging him by the hand when he almost got shot for the 5th time because he thought it was a good idea to talk down an unsub without his vest on. Hotch is touching him and Spencer is dead silent about it, his mind still trying to wrap around the idea that he's basically naked under his boss who's stripping patiently.

"Hotch– Aa…"

"Aaron." Hotch finishes for him. "It's okay, Spencer." Reid didn't reply, squeezing the pillow under him viciously when Aaron grip each side of his underwear and tugging them down so roughly that Spencer hissed out loud at the feeling.

"I'm sorry…" Hotch's voice is so low, so… just so… It's doing things to reid and suddenly he doesn't really mind anymore.

"It's okay…" at least Hotch is nice when he takes off his socks, it's sweet even, how he bends his legs and pulls them off one by one. Then, as Spencer suspected, Hotch rolls him to his back, the first time Reid is facing him when he's properly aroused. "Hey…" he whispers, pulling on Hotch's shirt collar, whispering at Aaron to take his clothes off first. And he does, but still when he's on top of Reid, when he keeps eye contact that makes the other squirm.

He had never seen Aaron naked before, Spencer tracing his fingers on the old scars peppered on his body, to the little beauty marks on his neck and chest, and, aha… Aaron has a lot of body hair, a lot, it tickles him a bit and he just knows he's gonna get some kind of chafing later.

"What, um… what do you wanna do…?" Spencer mumbles as he strokes Aaron's arm, going up to his neck and shoulder, sighing when he feels Aaron nuzzling his neck and his jaw… "I'll do whatever you want." Spencer adds. "Just… can't go all the way."

Penetrative sex is a painful thing, at least at first, and it's unsaid but both of them are tired from the day's work and Hotch is mentally exhausted from all the stress.

Spencer whispers to Aaron that hotels like these usually have condoms and lube stashed on the bedside drawer and he's right, but despite all that, it'll still gonna take a long while. Spencer would have to clean up, they both have to take things slow, foreplay that could take minutes till hours since that's what Spencer needs if he doesn't want to be a rigid, awkward mess. And both of them don't have the energy for that. What should they do, then…?

Spencer reach around blindly until he finds the bottle of lube and squeezed a considerable amount into his hand, he hesitantly pulls Hotch into a soft kiss again when his hand move down ever so slowly until he finally wraps his slick, slippery fingers around Hotch's straining erection.

"Sorry–" Spencer whispers between their kisses when he hears Hotch hissing loudly. "Sorry it's cold…" he has nothing to be sorry about but he gets sensitive during sex, sometimes he's extremely cheeky and insufferable and sometimes he gets just a little too soft and this is the latter.

"Don't," Hotch replies, Reid is slowly stroking his cock, squeezing hard at the base and lightening up at the tip just how he likes it. Huh, how did Reid know what he likes?

Hotch's hand moved from softly caressing his back to Spencer's shoulder, basically shoving him down on the bed, Spencer gasped in surprise when he– "Ah! Aaron, I– fuck…" Aaron shoved his hand away, hooking his hands on Spencer's thighs, spreading them, and hooking them on his waist as he forcefully grinds down on Spencer's groin.

It feels so– it feels so good, it feels so fucking good, holy shit. Aaron is grinding down on him, squeezing Spencer's erection between their bodies, the fast, heavy stroke milking his cock from the mere friction alone. It feels good but it also fucking hurts, fucking Hotch and his fucking body hair, it's just everywhere! It scratches and tickles his skin and it– fuck, don't stop, don't stop, don't– "No…" Spencer groans loudly into their kiss when Aaron stops.

Why the hell did he do that? What the hell is his problem!? He–

"I'm sorry–" Hotch blurts out. "I’m– I'm sorry, I have to stop…" He knows he pissed off his younger partner, but… "Had to stop, I was already close."

Wait, "What…?" Spencer doesn't want to sound rude but he's actually caught off guard, they've only been doing this for a few minutes, so why?

"It's you," Hotch whispers yet again, his voice is so soft, he must also feel humiliated to some degree. "I've never done this with a man before and there's just something about you…" Hotch started kissing his jaw, Spencer twitching from the feeling of Aaron's lips lingering on his skin, parting his mouth as he lick and suck in the softest way possible because Spencer has an inkling that Aaron’s a bit possessive when it comes to sex and he's fighting with every nerve in his body not to leave painful, glaring hickeys all over his partner aka him.

Something… about him? Because he's a man or because he's Spencer?

"It's okay," Spencer said, trying to sound as casual as possible. "We can just…" Spencer pushes Aaron away from his body, sure Spencer is loving all the kisses but he also needs something else.

He slowly turns around and lays on his stomach, his legs spread wide as an obvious invitation that Hotch readily accepts, taking only a second before he slots himself between those thighs, his hands rubbing from Spencer's hips, waist and back slowly, going up and down in a firm, almost painful strokes with how deep Aaron is digging his thumb on his skin.

"Can't do too much, Aaron, but I don't mind." Spencer is driving him crazy, Hotch is completely sure Spencer is doing this on purpose because those long, bony fingers of his are reaching back slowly spreading his cheeks apart till his rim strains, "Use me…"

Use– Fuck, Hotch is so pissed off at the fact that Spencer knows, he knows this is driving him crazy yet he does it anyway, baiting Hotch to completely let loose and just, use him. If he can't fuck him, he can grind on him like Spencer’s just a toy, that's what he’s implying and Hotch is going to do just that.

Hotch grabs both his wrists and forces them both to the pillow again. "Keep them there, don't you move." Spencer nods, he can do that, bringing his hands in and tucking it on his chest.

He hissed when he smells latex and feels Hotch's thumb rubbing the liquid roughly between his cheeks, making sure that he's slick till the bottom, Spencer shudders when Hotch absentmindedly start massaging his perineum with his thumb, making Spencer whines as quietly as possible into his hand, it's nothing overwhelming, it just feels good.

Hotch stops much to Spencer's disappointment, but then he feels Hotch on top of him. Not just above him, he feels Hotch's body on top of him. Feels his chest on his back, feels his full weight trapping his body down. But that's not even close to the overwhelming feeling he gets after.

Hotch shoved his cock between his cheeks and started grinding him down so hard that even with the lube, Spencer could still feel the burn of the movement, how his cock would drag low and slow and then push back up again, Spencer feeling his body being trapped by Hotch, how his damn heavy weight is making it hard to breathe but Aaron is enjoying himself and Spencer doesn’t want to stop that. Christ, he could feel how big Aaron is just by grinding on him, could feel his rim rubbed by the tip of his heated, rock hard erection, so hot and veiny, just… it makes him wonder if it'll even fit in him?

"Aaron–" Spencer gasps when he feels Hotch's fingers digging into his back, leaving white marks from his shoulders to the dip between his thighs, those same hands squeezing his ass painfully hard, grabbing them so roughly that Spencer can't handle it, one hand reaching back frantically only to have it pinned down on the bed, unable to wiggle them free no matter how hard he tries to get away. "Aaron, please…"

There's a pause, Spencer gasping when Aaron starts kissing the side of his head, down to his cheek, his ear, damnit. "Shh… it's alright, Spencer. It’s alright." Alright, he said, but he didn't let up.

Though he finally, oh god, finally… lift himself up and bracing himself on his elbows, finally letting the younger one breathe properly, letting Spencer's hand go. He can't blame Aaron though, he doesn't want to because he said it himself didn't he? Use me. And Aaron is doing just that.

Aaron pulls apart his cheeks with his thumbs even more, enough to make Spencer hiss and grip the pillow tighter.

It feels good for Aaron though, even better than before, he could get himself more snug in there as he continues to grind down on him. Fuck, he could just… feel his hole whenever he pulls back before thrusting up again. And this, this lust inside of him is infecting his brain with all sorts of sinful thoughts.

He could do it, Hotch thinks. He could spread Spencer's legs apart and make him take it, he could pin him down, Hotch knows he's strong enough for that. Pin his back down with his body, pin his arms and wrist down with a forceful grip, use his legs to pin his calves in place and he could just make Spencer take his fucking cock, just take it, take it, take it. Just shut up and–

Wait, hold on, what was he thinking? What kind of depraved imagination did he come up with? Hotch got rid of those thoughts off of his head instantly.

But he can't deny that this is so good that his mind is having trouble processing it. The way his precum is making it easier to slide his cock up and down, to grind in harder and harder, he could feel every single fucking time how the tip of his cock would brush past his hole, and it– fuck, it feels good, for some reason even something as simple as feeling Spencer clench under him every time is making his mind thought of those horrible things. He feels shameful, completely appalled by his wretched thoughts of forcing Spencer.

For some kind of reassurance, Hotch suddenly kissed Spencer's neck, making the younger one's breath hitch under him, Spencer's thighs shaking a bit when Hotch parts his lips, mouth sucking on the spot, way too wet for a hickey while his teeth ever so slowly push and drags on Spencer's skin. Only when Spencer whimpers did he stop. That didn't last long though because Hotch starts doing the same thing to his shoulder down to his shoulder blade, all the while he hasn’t stopped grinding down on Spencer.

It's almost embarrassing how quickly he feels his orgasm brewing, how his breathing gets heavier, his body more tense, Spencer could barely move from how hard Hotch is holding him.

Spencer is hurting; Aaron is squeezing his arms so tight that it turns his fingers white, he kept thrusting so hard that Spencer feels the sensitive skin around his rim randomly stinging with every pull, and to be completely honest, Aaron's weight on top of him is making it hard to breathe. Though Spencer doesn't tell him to stop and is not planning to, he knows Hotch is nearing his orgasm, knows that if he breaks that momentum, he would probably feel too sensitive to continue, or his orgasm might not end up as satisfying and that's the last thing Spencer wants. This all starts with him trying to make Hotch feel so good he'll forget about his, uh, absolutely ruined marriage, for an hour or so, and he’s going to do just that.

Spencer's a man too, it happens so quickly that despite being prepared, it still surprises him nonetheless. Because Hotch suddenly freezes, Spencer feels hot semen staining his lower back right after and he shivers with disgust. But it's fine, after a few seconds and a few more drops of warm come wetting his skin, he knows that Hotch is done.

Now finally flaccid, Hotch slowly moves off of him, rolling to his back to take deep breaths. Spencer's waist and thighs are aching, the skin between his cheeks and especially around the rim starts stinging from the burn of previous friction, he desperately wants to just roll back and heave in some breaths but he can't fucking do that, can he? He's not going to smear this whole bedsheet with his boss' drying semen. Christ, this is both humiliating and irritating.

Spencer pushes himself off the bed, still pretty much erect as he stands on wobbly legs, carrying the damp towel with him. He didn’t look back at Aaron once as he stumbled his way into the bathroom.

Well. They finished what they set out to do, right? Spencer tosses the towel to the laundry bin and walk inside the shower, making sure that the water is hot before stepping into it.

Spencer squeaked from the sudden stream, gasping in pleasure as the water relieved some of his tension. He reached back to, ugh, rub the slippery semen off his back, it just feels… wrong but the water cleaned it up so it's fine.

His head thumps lightly on the wall, wondering what the hell he's doing.

Whatever though, he's still turned on and hard and that's really numbing his critical thinking.

The bathroom reverberates his moans when he wraps his fingers around himself, pumping up and down his length in an impatient manner. He just wants to fucking get off already so he can function normally again.

It's a love hotel, these things are bound to happen, right? So he doesn't care if he's letting out sounds here and there, he's not being super loud and fuck it, if he wants to jerk off in the shower he'll fucking do it.

His other hand hits the wall and curls into a fist, his mouth breathing hard on the tiles, he's not sure what's dripping down his chin anymore, is it water or spit? He spread his legs carefully, making sure he won't fucking slip and bust his head or something but he needs to thrusts into his hands, it feels good. It feels so, so good…

The hot water is fogging up the shower's glass and mirror outside and he couldn't care less. His hand moving from the walls to the glass, his shaking palm wiping up the fog, he's almost bouncing on his legs now with how good it feels and how much he wants to get off.

Oh god, he's going to come, he's going to come– he's right there! Right– he just needs a few more minutes, just a little more… a little…

"Spencer?"

Fuck.

He gasped loudly and had to bite down a loud groan from his frustration. Great, Aaron is here, just when he was about to come, that's just–

"Aaron…?" Reid whispers when he feels the shower's glass door being opened, the older man slowly stepping inside. Spencer… he knows what's happening but it's really hard to think right now, not with Hotch pulling him off the wall, not with him pushing Spencer on the glass door, not with Spencer feeling just how fucking hot the surface is. All that is forgotten when Hotch presses his back to his chest, kissing and pecking Spencer's neck and shoulder again as his hand rubs his waist roughly, his hips, his upper thigh, his–

"Aaron! Aaron… oh god… fuck…"

Spencer's forehead thump on the glass, lips bitten down and his face scrunch up in pleasure. It does feel different when someone else is jerking you off, someone who has the same sex as you, who knows just how to pull, tug and squeeze just right. Spencer feels his eyes rolling back, his eyelids fluttering close, mouth open in a silent gasp.

Hotch grips his erection harder and Spencer keens, feeling his thumb pushing down on the tip with each fast stroke, would rub up and down his prominent vein and his slit and–

"AH!! AARON– MORE, YES, yes just like that, oh god, god, faster, faster! More, goddamnit, I'm so close, I'm so close, baby, just like that… just–"

Hotch's brain glitched for a second there. Reid's the type that slips in nicknames when he's having sex, huh? Well, he isn't sure what to do with that information, but it's sexy, god, that sounds so sexy.

"Baby, yeah, more, oh god, Aaron, I'm gonna–"

When Spencer's body twitches hard and freezes, Hotch squeezes his cock oh so painfully tight, all hard and fast till he fucking comes in his hand, nails dragging hopelessly on the slippery surface, staining the glass and his fingers.

He strokes him through his orgasm, then he lightens up ever so slowly, only letting go when Spencer's soft in his hand and so very, very satisfied…

It took the younger a couple of seconds to truly get himself back to earth. It was so fucking good that if he isn't so exhausted he would've loved a second round. Despite the orgasm, his brain is still numb from pleasure so it's not really his fault is it? When he turns around, humming and curling his hands around Hotch's shoulder, when he leans in close, so close that he's sure Hotch would pull back and push him away but… he's playing along?

Their foreheads pressed together, both of them breathing hard, lips just a breath apart. "Thanks…" Spencer whispers. "That felt so good…"

And Spencer, Spencer was about to fucking kiss his boss when– wait.

Wait– Fuck. Fuck, this is his boss. This is Aaron…

Spencer quickly pulls away as the haze passes, looking everywhere but Hotch's eyes. He sounds stupid trying to make excuses why he needs to shower alone but Hotch seems to understand, washing himself under the stream quickly before walking out.

Spencer's left alone again and for a second he just stands there unmoving. Yeah, so… that happened.

Spencer feels awkward when he walks out only wearing a towel to see Hotch who's already fully dressed. Spencer, at the speed of light, managed to get his singlet and underwear on, he wants to put on the rest of his clothes too but he actually has long hair and he needs to blow dry them first.

Hotch didn’t say anything, it would’ve been creepy if Spencer doesn't know his boss well enough to know that he's just… thinking. At least Spencer made him think of something else other than the divorce papers, right? Mission accomplished? Wow, he's trying to make this less awkward but it's not happening.

The only brush he has is the flimsy one he got from the bathroom so it was a nightmare getting his hair to settle down, they always bounce back every time he tries to straighten them so he just gives up, putting the rest of his clothes back on.

Hotch is trying, and failing, not to focus on Spencer dressing up, it feels… It feels weirdly disappointing when he sees Spencer almost fully dressed. He noticed how the younger is looking around for his belt and Hotch picks it up for him, hidden under the chair.

"Thanks– I, um…" Spencer really doesn't know what to say when Hotch, without asking, starts putting his belt on for him.

His fingers slowly pulling the tip after every loop, it feels kinda rough but nothing too hard. He buckled it up for him, Spencer doesn’t even realize how close they're standing now.

Okay. So, that's weird. But when Hotch was about to step back, Spencer clears his throat to get his attention. "Hey, Hotch, uh, here." Spencer hands him the folded tie. "Put this on for me too."

Oh, Spencer surprised himself with how bold he is, but what the fuck is he trying to accomplish? He just has this weird inkling that this whole thing, stripping and dressing up thing, kinda turns Aaron on in a weird way? Like not enough to get him hard obviously, but enough to make him want it. Spencer's testing the water but for what, exactly? This is a one-time thing, why is he taking notes on what turns his boss on?

Hotch pulls his shirt collar up, looping his tie around and actually putting it on for him, his tie turning out neater than it would whenever he did it himself.

Again, when Hotch was about to walk away, Spencer stops him. "Can you tuck in the back of my shirt? I can’t really see…" Spencer turns around, and true enough, there's a slight wrinkle on the bottom of his shirt, not anything he needs help tidy up though and both of them know this but for some reason, Hotch just follows.

Reid didn't feel anything for a second and was just about to ask when he feels Hotch yank him back by the waist, he pretty much shoved the shirt down and going a step further by making sure they're all neatly tucked by rubbing his fingers hard from the back to the front. Spencer has to stop his gasps whenever Hotch would shove in his perfectly tucked shirt roughly for no fucking reason. It seems like Hotch also has a limit on how much teasing Spencer dish out. Spencer's not complaining though.

He almost stumbles when Hotch gives his waist one last squeeze before finally letting him go for real this time. Spencer’s done dressing up but he feels eyes watching the undone button on the bottom of his shirt from all of Hotch's rough handling. Hotch didn't make a move to fix it though, probably not wanting to touch Spencer's hip again.

Spencer finished up the rest of his clothes, putting his socks and his shoes on, tapping the tips once to get them snug before walking to the door.

Both of them have been silent till now, looking all prim and proper like they were before. Spencer went to crack open the door, the slightest orange light of the hall seeps in but it instantly disappears when Hotch slams the door back close and single-handedly turns Spencer around.

Shocked and confused, Spencer doesn’t fight it when Hotch shoves him up the door and kisses him full.

Fuck it, Spencer pulls on his shoulder and yank him flush to his chest and deepens the kiss shamelessly, his brows frowning and lips parting to roughly kiss Aaron's mouth, open-mouthed and dirty, Spencer would be disgusted when their spit wets his chin but he couldn't care less, not when Hotch shoved his tongue inside his mouth, when Spencer bites the other’s lower lip when they part for air till Aaron was groaning at him. Mm, that sounds nice, Spencer decides that he likes it and he's going to pull more of that off of him.

It was Spencer that initiated more, telling Hotch that hey, it's not just a kiss, they're not going to stop at a kiss, no, Hotch opened the floodgates and none of them can stop it. Spencer grips Hotch's hair, keeping him in place so he could kiss down Aaron's neck.

Spencer fucking hates how physically stronger Hotch is compared to him. How easy it is for the older man to drag him off the door despite Spencer's loud whining.

Spencer felt Hotch pulling on the belt that he himself puts on just minutes before and unbuckling it with the patience of a toddler, roughly unzipping Spencer's pants and swallowing his loud moan with another round of rough kisses.

Spencer's not going to back down without a fight, though. He pushed the older man off his body with all the strength he can muster, before Hotch can wrestle him down, he slip to the side and this time he shoved Hotch to fucking sit on the bed. He didn't even get to ask Spencer what the hell he's doing before the younger one went to his knees in seconds unzipping Aaron’s pants impatiently and–

"FUCK–"

Oh, he's cursing! He's cursing and that makes Spencer giddy. He got his head between Hotch's thighs, his fingers spreading the zipper apart as much as it can go before leaning in and dragging his tongue on Aaron’s cock through the thin material of his underwear, his putting his tongue flat and dragging it up and down as hard as he can, wetting the fabric with spit that Spencer obviously doesn't give a shit about. He knows it drives him crazy, it apparently entertains him and Hotch knows this. This time it's Hotch's turn to grip his hair in place painfully before shoving his underwear down with one push. God, he's so fucking hard already and it's all because of the cheeky thing sitting between his thighs.

He knows Spencer can be cheeky when he feels like it. It drives Hotch absolutely insane when he looks down and he sees Spencer, trying to pull pry fingers off his hair to lighten the tension but still supporting that grin on his face. Hotch… he tries not to curse, he never does in front of someone else but he keeps doing it under his breath now, Spencer managed to pull all that out of him and he knows how smug he is about it.

He's going to wipe that grin off his face though, he’s– "Gonna wipe this grin off my face?" The younger man says knowingly like the profiler he is. "After I turn you on just by letting you fix up my clothes, hm?" Spencer is teasing him, it probably gave him a big wave of satisfaction from knowing he manage to fluster his usually always stoic boss, and Hotch has to admit that he's impressed by his little game. He's going to make him regret it (not really, but oh well).

Spencer whines when the grip gets harder, when Hotch yanks his hair up so hard that Spencer is leaning up on his knees, pulling a real reaction of pain from the younger. Spencer kept trying to get his grip off but he didn't fight it when Hotch drags him closer, even voluntarily opening his mouth as wide as he can go, sticking his tongue out in a blatant invitation.

It's so fucking dirty, holy shit, he's so fucking shameless. Hotch's brain froze for a second from the sight of his usually awkward, youngest teammate now waiting for his boss to face fuck him. If it's anyone who he knows is naturally flirty, this image might not break his mind this badly but because it's Spencer… Hotch isn't sure how his brain is still functioning but it's functioning enough to grip his cock and slide it into Spencer's mouth. Sliding is such a soft word to describe him gripping the man’s jaw to make sure it stays open.

"Ha… fuck…" Hotch moans when the sudden tight wetness envelops him, Spencer letting Hotch force his jaw open, Spencer trying his damnest to get that cock in as far down his throat on the first try. He didn't manage much, just 2 or 3 inches but the moment he starts bobbing his face up and down, the more he can get into his mouth. That's good, that's nice, but the thing is, Hotch is already feeling his orgasm coming fast and he needs to–

Spencer sounds confused and alarmed when the hand on his hair lets go, that confusion turns into surprise as Hotch grabs each side of his cheeks instead, forcing him there as Hotch thrusts his cock inside his mouth and down his throat, making Spencer let out a real, almost panicked sound.

He kept fucking his mouth, gagging Spencer again and again, Spencer fighting every urge in his body to push Aaron off because he knows now that's what Aaron likes. What triggered his orgasm is Hotch looking down and seeing that previously smug face now turns all red and teary, nose flush and lips painfully spread open, he keeps eye contact until he, shamefully enough, comes in around a minute or two inside his mouth. He almost passed out when he felt Spencer's throat contracting around him as he swallowed his semen. Not like he has any choice, he would’ve gagged if he didn't.

A wet squelching sound can be heard when Hotch finally, ever so slowly slides his softening cock out of Spencer's mouth. Spencer instantly heaving for air, coughing a few times and wiping the spit and semen off his lips and chin. Hotch could hear Spencer curse under his breath, finally getting his breathing back to normal.

Hotch wonders if he's twenty years younger, can he get hard again so quickly? Because his cock twitched at the sight of Spencer looking absolutely ruined.

That looks so good, Hotch wants to take a picture of it but then realized how vulgar that is and what a disaster it will be if someone accidentally sees it.

Hotch grabbed Spencer's shoulders up, the younger falling to the man's chest with a soft 'oof', hissing when Hotch's hands gripped and squeeze his ass roughly, just about to yank his pants down too when Spencer whines, pretty much slapping his hands away. "Don't! You're gonna get me hard too and you never sucked cock before have you?" Spencer said with a pout in a matter-of-fact way.

Then Spencer moves away from him, going to the bathroom to wash his face and rinse his mouth, thankfully none of that stained his collars and tie.

When he got out, Hotch already zipped his pants back on, he looked disheveled and there were some stained spots on his pants but nothing that won't be covered with the bottom of his suit, small blessings.

"Let's go." Hotch said and their way back out isn't so awkward this time. After Spencer paid the fee, Hotch even opened the car door for him, ugh what a gentleman. He seems much more relaxed than before, Spencer's theory is true, orgasm does help you relax, he just didn't know Hotch needed more than one.

"Pretty boy! How was Connecticut?"

"Hm… Ultimately uneventful."

Thankfully, Hotch had his dry cleaning in his office so no one had to see his come-stained pants and sweaty shirt.

Well. Spencer hopes that what happened earlier would be considered 'uneventful' compared to what will happen tonight. Tonight when Spencer promised to show his apparently not-so-straight, clueless boss on how to fuck a man proper.

Besides, he would probably need those orgasms again after he signed those damn divorce papers, right?

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Hi! Are you still doing Hug Prompts?! If so, can I request HotchReid #36? I love all your HotchReid writings!

Hi! I most definitely am, thank you so much!

I actually have a much longer fic with this premise set during the Lo-Fi/Mayhem arc that I'll add a link to here for you too!

But here's your prompt fill, I hope you enjoy and thank you again for your kind words <3

36 - I thought you were dead hug.

Despite the clarity of the sound of the shot that rings through the air around them, Hotch can’t hear anything other than the thundering of his own heart in his ears.

He thinks Morgan shouts something, or maybe it’s Rossi, but the only thing he knows besides how fast his own heart is beating is how much adrenaline is currently being released into his body; flooding through his bloodstream, enabling him to flee the danger his mind subconsciously recognises is nearby.

Except, it’s not him who’s in danger.

bad enough, he was having to instruct his partner, who he knows is less physically capable of defending himself than himself or Morgan is, into danger on his own.

He’s terrified of what he might find as he keeps moving forwards towards where he thinks Spencer must have found Lindsey, and then a door opens in front of him and for the briefest of seconds, his heart stops altogether, because if someone is walking away from the scene, especially without screaming for help, the chances of there being a casualty inside is lowered.

But then-

Then he sees who it is, sees that it’s Jack.

Not only Jack, but Jack and Lindsey, which means there only people remaining inside the room are-

The fact that Jack had immediately raised his hands does nothing to ease Hotch’s fear.

Hotch feels as though he’s about to faint as he bursts through the room of the men’s bathroom, expecting to see his partner covered in blood and most likely on the floor, and the fact that Spencer isn’t either of these things surprises him so much that, for a moment, he’s unable to do anything other than stare straight ahead, his eyes on the body of the teenager on the floor but not really seeing the scene before him.

Slowly, he forces himself to take a few steps towards Ryan’s body, taking in what’s happened before his eyes catch with Spencer’s at the exact same time as Morgan speaks.

“You okay, Reid?”

Hotch only just barely manages to contain his desires until Morgan’s hand has left Spencer’s shoulder, until he and Rossi have filed out of the room, before he’s crossing the room again in three long strides and pulling his partner against his chest in a crushing hug.

He hears Spencer gasp slightly, clearly not expecting the action and really, Hotch can’t blame him. They’re almost never physically affectionate with each other in public, and especially not in a fresh crime scene that will still need to be processed, but he can’t help himself this time.

He’s been keeping it together this entire case, coming up against so many more unexpected developments and issues than usual, not to mention the fact that it’s a case involving children, and the thought that he’d lost Spencer, especially after he’d sent his partner into this situation alone… that had been the straw that broke his back.

Subsequently, the relief that he felt seeing Spencer not only alive, but alive and uninjured, had been too much to squash back down.

“I thought you were dead,” he breathes into his partner’s long hair before Spencer has the chance to question his unusual behaviour. “We heard the shot from outside and I thought-… I thought I’d sent you in here to your death.”

He both feels and hears Spencer inhale a sharp breath before his arms are wrapping around Hotch’s back, pulling him against his own chest as tightly as he can in return.

“Never,” the younger man whispers back, tucking his face into the side of Hotch’s neck and breathing out a shaky sigh. “Never, Aaron. Never.”

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grahamobrien13 · 11 months

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If I Can't Have You (Hotchreid fanfic, Chapter3)

Description: In the present, they work the case and Reid talks to JJ... In the past, Aaron realizes that Spencer's become addicted to drugs...

Notes: There is mention of drug use, though I didn't do much description on the actual use, just mostly a little of the aftermath. If that is triggering, please skip that part.

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“So, whoever removed this heart had no medical training. It's a mess.” The medical examiner told JJ and Morgan, “But without the rest of the body I can’t really tell you much else. If you can get a sample of the victim’s DNA then I can confirm that the heart belongs to him.”

“Okay, thank you.” JJ said. She and Morgan walked back to the SUV together.

“Removing the latest victim’s heart is a huge jump from just stabbing them to death.” Morgan said, while starting the vehicle.

“Well, it's clear that the true target of his fantasies is Spencer, so maybe he realized that since we’re here he needed to up his game… I hope Spence is okay.” JJ said, pulling out her phone to call Hotch.

“It's Hotch, tell me you’ve got something from the ME.”

“All she could tell us was that the unsub had no medical training, she needed the rest of the body to finish the exam.” JJ said, “We need to get a DNA sample from the wife so she can confirm the heart is Skinners.”

“Okay, I’ll send Tara to talk to Mrs. Skinner again,” Aaron said, “We’re sending plain clothes officers to the libraries closest to the comfort zone.”

“How’s Spence doing?” JJ asked, she hadn’t stopped worrying about him since the moment she heard of what he had received.

“He’s holding up, We’re keeping him at the station, though. Just, get back here. We’re going over the files that Garcia sent me last night on all of Spencer’s mail victims who fit the profile.” Aaron said.

“Wait, you… You pulled the files last night? We didn’t even know that Spencer was connected until this morning.” JJ pointed out, Morgan looked at her, then quickly back to the road.

“Spencer… Had a hunch. He didn’t want me to tell you guys until we had more solid evidence, but I went ahead and had Garcia pull some files.” Hotch explained to her. He knew JJ would be upset at the fact that they had kept this lead quiet, but he wasn’t going to betray Spencer’s trust.

“Got it…” JJ said, hanging up the phone. She knew she didn’t really have much of a reason to be so upset. Spencer wasn’t physically hurt, but she just wished they had told the team.

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Back at the station, Spencer was sitting in the conference room, sipping from one of the coffee cups provided by the station. The coffee was disgusting, but it was mostly sugar anyway so Spencer didn’t mind. He tried to ignore the way his hands were shaking, but the slight movement of the liquid in the cup reminded him.

“Spencer?” Aaron said, sitting next to the professor. Spencer looked up at him and set the coffee down. He shoved his shaking hands into his pockets, “We want Morgan to take you through a cognitive interview. Another professor said the box wasn’t there when she walked in and she was there only a few minutes before you so… We think the unsub would’ve been around when you picked it up.” Aaron explained. Spencer clenched his fists inside his pockets.

“I- I didn’t see anything.” He said, his voice quiet. Aaron sighed.

“Yes, but… You know that a lot of times you don’t think that you remember anything but-”

“I know, I know.” Spencer interrupted him, “How could… Why would I… I don’t understand why me?” Aaron sighed and gripped Spencer’s arm.

“You know how these types of unsubs are… Your eyes might have lingered on him for a moment too long, or maybe you laughed at something he said. Whatever it was, it was unconscious and it led him to become obsessed with you.” Aaron said. Spencer felt tears fill his eyes, so he looked back down at his hands. He didn’t want Aaron to see him cry.

“After the interview, can I go home?” Spencer asked, trying to discreetly wipe the tears before they could fall.

“Spencer… It's not safe. I can send an officer home with you, but I can’t leave you alone.” Aaron tilted Spencer’s head up by his chin, “We’re going to find the guy that did this and I am not going to let you get hurt.” Spencer felt a few tears fall from his eyes. Aaron’s face softened. He pulled Spencer into his chest and the younger began to sob, his face pushed into Aaron’s chest. Aaron rubbed his back and shushed him.

JJ and Morgan got back from the ME’s office and entered the conference room. Aaron’s back was to them, neither he nor Spencer saw them enter. Morgan and JJ shared a look before they both exited the room. As soon as they did, they ran into Rossi.

“Hey, did you get the ME’s report?”

“Yeah, we told Hotch.” JJ said, glancing behind her at the door to the conference room.

“What is it JJ?” Rossi asked, noticing the odd look on her face. She looked at Morgan.

“Spencer’s upset, Hotch is… comforting him, I guess.” Morgan said. Rossi raised an eyebrow.

“Well, let's give them some space, then. We’ve narrowed down the list to 30 possible suspects,so JJ, you and Emily will take ten, we’ll send Tara with the captain, and I’ll go with the lieutenant. Morgan, when he’s ready, give Reid his cognitive interview.” Morgan and JJ both nodded and went to follow the instructions they were given.

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Ever since they had rescued Spencer from Tobias Hankel, the young angent hadn’t moved from Aaron’s side. Aaron had rode in the ambulance with him and stayed with him in the hospital. Even when they were on the jet, Aaron sat beside the younger man. Once they were back in Quantico, Aaron even insisted on driving Spencer home.

Aaron had begun driving Spencer home when they got home from a case this late. He felt that this was safer for the younger agent than taking the Metro. Sometimes, Aaron would just drop him off, other times he would come up and they would talk about the case that they had just solved and then there were the times that Aaron would stay longer. He never stayed the whole night, though.

Once they pulled up to the apartment, Aaron turned to look at Spencer. There were so many things that he wanted to do. So much that he couldn’t do. They may have gotten closer recently, but they had both kept their feelings for each other out of this. It had just been about sex and Aaron knew that now wouldn’t be the best time for him to attempt to bring their feelings into this. Spencer had just gone through a lot of trauma and Aaron didn’t want to take advantage of that.

“Do you need anything before I go? Anything at all?” Aaron asked. Spencer looked away from him. He squeezed the strap of his bag, the bag he hadn’t let out of his sight since he got out of the hospital. His mind wandered to the small bottles that had been hastily stored in said bag.

“No, no. I’m good, honestly.” Spencer said, looking at his boss. Aaron studies the younger man’s face, looking for any indication that he should stay. Spencer kept it together, though. Somewhere in the back of his mind, Aaron felt like he needed to stay with Spencer, but he just gave him a reassuring pat on his shoulder and watched him walk into his apartment building.

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“You know, you need to have a discussion with the kid.” Rossi said to Aaron once he and Tara had gotten back from talking to their ten suspects. They’d all be able to provide alibis for at least one or more of the abductions. Aaron sighed, looking around to make sure no one else was going to overhear the conversation.

“There’s nothing for us to talk about.” Aaron said, “It was a long time ago and plus we’re on a case. There’s more important things to focus on.”

“While I agree that we need to focus on the case, I definitely think there’s some things you need to talk about.” Rossi said, giving Aaron a look.

“Honestly, Dave, it’s not really any of your business.” Aaron said, before walking away. He didn’t want to think about how feelings Spencer in his arms again caused all those feelings, that he had tried to push down for so long, to suddenly come back with a fighting vengeance.

Morgan and Spencer walked out of the interview room in the precinct. The two approached Rossi and Morgan began.

“He remembers seeing a man a little younger than himself there, but he couldn’t get a clean look at the man’s face.” Morgan explained.

“Hey, uh, do you know where Hotch went?” Spencer asked Rossi.

“I believe he’s in the conference room.” Rossi answered. If Spencer saw the knowing look on the older agent’s face, he didn’t say anything.

“Thanks.” Spencer murmured and walked to the indicated room. When he entered, he saw that Aaron was reading over the statements given by the ones the team and local PD had just finished interviewing.

“Hey, how’d it go with Morgan?” Aaron asked, “Were you able to remember who left the package?”

“Sort of… I didn’t see his face, so I can’t identify him but I know he was there. Um, I think they’re going to look over security cams on the campus and see if they can get a look at him that way.” Aaron nodded, “So… Can I go home now?” Spencer asked.

“Yeah, I want an officer there with you, though.” Aaron said, Spencer nodded,

“What about… Could it… Could JJ be there instead?” Spencer asked.

“If you’d be more comfortable with that then sure. But I want you to get some rest, okay?” Spencer nodded

“Thanks, Aaron.” He said, rushing out to go find JJ. Rossi entered the the room after the kid,

“Morgan and I are headed to the campus to check security cameras, is there anything that you need before we go?” Rossi asked, eyeing the man.

“No, go ahead. Once you get it make sure it gets sent to Garcia as well.” Rossi nodded and he left. Aaron continued reading the statements, but he found it hard to focus. Part of him wished that he could have been the one to go home with Spencer. He wanted nothing more than to be the one protecting him.

“JJ, hey, Aaron said that you could be the one to come back with me to my apartment.” Spencer said, grabbing the attention of the woman who had become his best friend even in the short time they had worked together. JJ smiled.

“Of course, Spence.” She said, grabbing the keys to the SUV, “Let's go.” She led Spencer out of the station and to the car.

“Thanks for doing this for me, JJ.” Spencer said, “I just, I’d rather have someone familiar there with me.” JJ gave him a smile,

“Of course. And, you know, we’re going to catch this guy.” JJ said. Spencer frowned a bit,

“I know you guys will catch him… It's just the fact that one of my students could have done something like this… He’s killed 4 people just because of me and I don’t understand what he could’ve seen in me that would drive him to do this.” JJ gave him a soft smile.

“I haven’t been a profiler for very long but… You know unsubs like this are-”

“I know, they’re triggered by the smallest thing I could’ve done, that’s what Hotch said and I know that it's true but it doesn’t make it make sense.” He said. JJ started the car and began heading to Spencer’s apartment.

“You’re right, I’m sorry that this is happening to you.” JJ said. The rest of the drive was quiet. They parked outside of Spencer’s apartment and then made their way inside. Once inside, Spencer gave JJ a tour of his apartment.

“So, um, that’s it. It’s not much but I like it here… And it's a short walk to campus.” He explained.

“Its nice, I love it.” JJ said as the two sat down on the couch.

“Do you want me to make some coffee or something? I also have tea and hot cocoa.” Spencer said, playing with his hands.

“Coffee would be great.” JJ said. Spencer nodded and moved to the kitchen to prepare the coffee. He reentered the room a few minutes later with two mugs in his hand.

“Here you go.” He handed her the mug.

“Thanks, Spence.” She smiled, and took the mug, “Can I ask you something?” She said after blowing on the hot liquid a bit.

“Sure.” Spencer said.

“Morgan and I… Earlier we came in and saw Hotch comforting you but…” Spencer’s cheeks reddened and he looked away, “It just looked like… I’ve never seen Hotch hold someone like that.”

“It- It's not… We… I don’t know, I was just… upset, so…” Spencer stumbled over his words, but he saw the look on JJ’s face.

“Spence…” She said, “Were you and Hotch…” Spencer gripped his mug tight.

“I… It was so long ago,” Spencer started, looking up at her, “We… We hooked up… like a lot, I guess.” Spencer said. JJ raised her eyebrows,

“Holy… You and Hotch?” She said, a smile grew on her face, but it quickly went away when she realized Spencer looked less than thrilled, “What happened?”

“Nothing, really, it stopped when I left, obviously, we were 2,422.7 miles apart,” Spencer sighed, “And plus, we were never… Romantic. Neither of us wanted to have a serious relationship, it was all about the sex.” Spencer sighed, “Listen you can’t tell anyone any of this but this next part especially… Aaron can never know, okay?’

“Of course, Spence. What is it?” She asked. Spencer chewed his bottom lip for a few seconds, debating if he really wanted to tell her this part.

“I… I was in love with him.” He said, his voice barely above a whisper.

“Oh, Spence…”

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Spencer had taken some time off after everything that happened in Atlanta and Aaron had been worried about him the whole time. On Friday evening, Aaron decided he was going to check up on the man that he had found himself falling for more and more everyday.

When he pulled up to Spencer’s apartment building, he felt a bad feeling in his gut. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, even as he walked up the stairs and stood in front of the door, but even so the feeling in his gut didn’t go away. He knocked on the door and waited for a few seconds for Spencer to open the door. After knocking a couple more times, he tried the door knob. It was unlocked.

“Spencer?” He asked as he entered the apartment. He walked in, hand resting on his gun, just in case he needed to draw his weapon. He walked back to the familiar bedroom and found Spencer sitting on the end of the bed holding a small vial. As soon as he seen Aaron a look of panic came over his face and he was quick to shove the vial in his pocket, but he knew he’d been caught. Aaron blinked, trying to understand what exactly was going on, but soon a look of understanding covered his face.

“Aaron… I…” Spencer’s voice cracked and he knew that tears would soon be falling. Aaron quickly moved to the younger agent, putting his hand in his pocket and pulling out the small vial labeled as ‘Dilaudid’.

“Spencer… I-I’m going to get you help,” he said. Spencer’s breathing was ragged and he let out a breathy sob.

“I’m so sorry… I’m so, so-”

“Sh, it's okay… It's alright, I’m going to help you.” Aaron said, helping him to stand, “We… We need to get you to the hospital, you don’t look well…” Spencer felt like he was going to throw up. The drugs mixed with the panic that he felt was all too much and everything went dark. Aaron caught him before he could hit the floor and he was immediately dialing 911.

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tobias-hankel · 4 months

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❤️2023 Quan-Tea-Co Fics Recs🖤

The wonderful members of our discord server, Quan-Tea-Co, have written a lot of fanfics this year - this is the rec list!

🖤 SFW No Ship Fics

the friendship we have is a rare find by cherubcurls, Gen, In and out. “I've got this.” she affirmed to herself breathily, looking down at her hands that held two cups of coffee rather than one, still steaming, still fresh. Her heart swelled with affection. She grinned, “We've got this.” OR; Penelope and Spencer agree to meet up to have a study session before finals. A couple of things change and they end up not studying at all.

and i saw my life in photographs of faded memories by whateverislovely, Gen, Morgan reminds him just a little too much of the football players who bullied him relentlessly all through high school and even college. He’s big and imposing, with bulging muscles and a look on his face that says, Are you kidding me? when Hotch informs him that Spencer is the newest member of the BAU team. Five times Spencer misinterprets Morgan's intentions, and one time he's finally able to straighten things out.

where do we begin to get clean again by whateverislovely, Teen, Spencer often participates in toasts with the group using water or tea or potato chips instead of alcohol. This fic explores the events that may have led him to stop drinking.

silence like a cancer grows by whateverislovely, Teen, Diana doesn’t forgive Spencer for having her institutionalized… at least, not right away.

❤️Mature No Ship Fics

Surrender by @starzzyeyed, Mature, He doesn't want this, not really. He never wanted it. But he's in too deep now, and getting out seems less and less possible as the days trickle on, like sand through an hourglass. Or: An in depth look at Reid's addiction, and what it might have been like for him.

what’s this, the consequences of my actions? by cherubcurls, Mature, Because Spencer wasn’t used to safe. He needed adrenaline to pump through his veins and soften the blow for him to have a good day. His family never really liked how violent he was. OR; Spencer comes back home from a particularly horrible fight and his Dad is less than amused.

Solved Game by Boots17, Mature, Solved game: a game whose outcome can be correctly predicted from any position, assuming that the game is played perfectly. A season 12 canon divergence in which Mr. Scratch dies a little too early, Reid accepts the plea deal, and Cat Adams plays a very long game. Years later, the two finally get their rematch.

Ships are under the cut

🖤SFW Aaron Hotchner/Spencer Reid

A Gentle Touch Hurts So Much by ProfessorWorm, Gen, Spencer has unaddressed childhood fears dredged up by Aaron’s attempt to help him recover from his knee injury.

Day 4 - FFC - Second Love by a1_kitkat, Teen, Spencer never much cared for anniversaries, neither does Aaron… this time there’s an exception.

There Are Secrets That We Still Have Left To Find by @starzzyeyed, Not Rated, Spencer Reid is seven years old the first time he comes out to anyone. Three times Spencer comes out, across three different points in his life, all with three very different outcomes.

❤️NSFW/Mature Aaron Hotchner/Spencer Reid

Subscribed by AestheticTek and @goobzoop, Explicit, After stressful cases, Hotch finds that camming in lingerie helps him to decompress, while Reid happens to stumble upon the most attractive man that greatly resembles his biggest crush, his boss.

The Absence of Sound by BluePenguinLightning, Mature, The sudden onslaught of sounds startled Spencer Reid awake, not that he ever slept well anyway. He hadn’t slept well in two hundred and seventy-four days. In all honesty, he wasn’t even sure how he managed to make it that far. In which Reid somehow manages to survive a sadistic psychopath but that's only the beginning.

kill your indulgences by cherubcurls, Explicit, Hotch was his; his to keep, his to possess, his to feed on. “No,” he tried to mumble. As best as he could with his canines still firmly lodged onto his throat. “Mine.” OR; Hotch lets Spencer feed on him.

The Boy by house_of_lantis, Explicit, Lord Aaron Hotchner is one of the most ruthless rulers of the City. But despite his fearsome reputation, Lord Hotchner is respected by his people and beloved by those closest to him. He strives to bring order and justice to the City and to protect it from anyone who dared threaten it. Spencer is the newest addition to Aaron’s private harem, stolen from his previous master. Affectionately nicknamed the Boy, he is the exclusive body slave to Lord Hotchner and he learns to navigate the politics of the harem.

Hide and Seek by Highway58, Explicit, An Unsub fixates on the BAU Team, determined to make them his passion project. Spencer Reid is his ultimate target but in order to get to him, he has to go through the people he holds most dear in his life.

Heathen by Highway58, Explicit, The dreams would not stop. Ever since the unexpected case in Las Vegas when he forced himself to confront his painful past, Spencer Reid had not been able to sleep. The visions haunted him relentlessly... he couldn't resist the need to forget it all. Something was happening to him. Something he'd been suppressing for most of his life, ever since that one moment in his childhood he couldn't--wouldn't--face. Soon, very soon... he wouldn't be able to resist his own biology. Even though he had no idea it was even part of him. He was just a Beta... right? Spencer Reid approaches a crossroads he never imagined he could face.

Ain't Always Gold by Highway58, Explicit, Omega Spencer gets knocked up by his Mate Aaron Hotchner in the wake of Emily's death and he doesn't know it until it's about to kill him.

Call Me Daddy by goobzoop, Explicit, Aaron teaches Spencer how to date, but it’s not women he’s making him better for. It’s himself.

Let Me Be Your Only Choice by TobiasHankel, Explicit, After Spencer is kidnapped by Hankel, the team expects to find the omega scared and possibly beaten. They didn’t expect to find Spencer next to a dead Alpha and dying from bond rejection. With limited options and a dying Spencer, Hotch is forced to make a decision that Spencer can’t even consent to in order to save his life.

Every Version of You by goobzoop, Explicit, Hotch's whole world comes crashing down the moment he witnesses his husband get injured right in front of him. Spencer makes it through, but the road to recovery is more difficult than he could have ever imagined. Or, amnesia fic!

A Fool There Was by reasonablerodents, Explicit, Hotch is using Spencer to take out his frustrations regarding his failing marriage. Spencer is so desperately in love with him that he’ll put up with anything- just as long as he can be close to Hotch.

Touch The Leather by reasonablerodents, Explicit, “Well, the problem with shoes is- um, they’re dirty, there’s a staggering amount of bacteria even on the cleanest ones, I don’t want…” He trails off again, swallowing hard. Or: Hotch wants Spencer to prove how much he loves him.

Room on the Third Floor by Matthew1972, Explicit, One minute Aaron Hotchner is walking free, contemplating a forever with Spencer… the next he gets snatched away. Locked up in a cage to the whims of an unsub unlike any other he's ever faced. A hunter and wildcat shifter trafficker. But then, his inner panther and human self alike refuse to be tamed and collared to live out his days as the wildcat alone. To be another victim sold. Will his defiance become his downfall? Or does Aaron get to return home to Spencer and see through on his proposal?

🖤SFW Derek Morgan/Spencer Reid

Maybe Someday Soon by @justjasper, Teen, "Derek talks about you." The Morgan women know that he's in love with Reid. They also know that he is absolutely clueless about it.

Washed Away by TobiasHankel, Teen, It had been over a year since Spencer Reid went missing after he was kidnapped by Tobias Hankel. He was presumed to be dead, but Morgan refused to believe it and move on. After a case takes the team back to the same state Spencer went missing in, Morgan might just get the answers he has been looking for.

❤️ NSFW/Mature Derek Morgan/Spencer Reid

Spun Hearts by JustJasper, Explicit, After a harrowing case Morgan needs control, and Reid needs a fix, and they wind up in bed. Reid sees this as a potential evolution of their relationship, but Morgan is adament that he's not gay. The path towards what they both want isn't a simple one, and a recurring case brings some painful things to bare as they both try to navigate what they are to each other.

When We're Together, Our Bodies They Start Fires by JustJasper, Explicit, 2x06, "The Boogey Man", Reid sits in a police station practicing trying to lockpick a pair of handcuffs with a paperclip. Some short time later, he misses a hangout with Morgan, who goes to check on him.

🖤 Other Ships

Home by KatrioneSpecterRossi, Explicit, Emily Prentiss/David Rossi, Usually when there's a disturbance in the middle of the night, it involves Emily waking up from a PTSD-induced nightmare with her gun pointing at her bed partner's head. This time when she wakes up, it's for a very different reason...that turns out being a great deal more fun.

Level Pegging by Starzzy, Explicit, Elle Greenaway/Spencer Reid, “I don’t need, or frankly have the time to have sex,” he manages at last, somehow forcing his feet to move and take him forwards to the coffee maker. He almost forgoes the sugar entirely, wanting the bitter taste to wake him up from this walking nightmare he seems to be living in right now. “All I’m saying is, you wouldn’t be my first,” Elle says as she comes up to stand next to him.

❤️ Crossovers

I Used to Dread the Thought of Falling Quickly by Chaotic_Librarian, Explicit, Supernatural, Dean Winchester/Sam Winchester, Spencer Reid/Dean Winchester/Sam Winchester, Spencer Reid/Dean Winchester, Spencer Reid/Sam Winchester, Spencer Reid knows how to stumble into odd situations. But being kidnapped and then promptly flirted with? Seduced? by two of the FBI's Most Wanted? That has to take the cake. That, however, won't stop him from falling in love.

Entertained by Chaotic_Librarian, Explicit, Supernatural, Spencer Reid/Sam Winchester, Sam's sitting on his bar stool on the miniature stage again, his guitar in his lap. Another stool serving as his table with a half-drunk glass of whiskey, he looks out across the mediocre crowd. Typical Wednesday. That's his preferred crowd, anyway. Joanne managing the bar, Pauline working the floor, and him on the stage as cheap entertainment. Strumming his guitar and singing country songs he learned by heart years ago. Sometimes he'll do requests. But not often. Not a lot of Kansans approach the stage when he's playing. They just let him do his thing.

I Must Admit that I was Reeling by Chaotic_Librarian, Explicit, Supernatural, Spencer Reid/Sam Winchester, Aaron Hotchner/Dean Winchester, Spencer goes way too far to get closure on his fling with Sam Winchester. Because it was just a fling, right? It's not like they're meant to be, right?

To Love And To Be Loved In Return by reasonablerodents and Starzzy, Mature, Grease (1978), Aaron Hotchner/Spencer Reid, Penelope Garcia/Derek Morgan, Jennifer "JJ" Jareau/Emily Prentiss, Aaron Hotchner accepted a long time ago that he was never going to be able to be his true self. Not only was it illegal, it was highly unlikely that he’d ever find someone willing to be in hiding with him for the rest of their lives, unless America got a whole lot more open and accepting. That all changes when Spencer Reid transfers to Oakdale to finish his senior year.

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