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ok ok going right into it… so kate callahan x fem!reader SMUT. dom!kate PLEASE. either r and kate are married and meg is at a friends house so they finally get time alone orrrrrr kate does an interrogation and r gets really turned on seeing her being all demanding and badass

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Fandom: Criminal Minds

Pairing: Kate Callahan x fem!reader

Genre: Smut

Words: 5.5k+

Summary: You had never seen Kate on the job. When you came in to bring her lunch you finally got the opportunity and what you saw sparked something in you. Lucky for you, Kate wants to explore that spark.

Warnings: dom/sub dynamic; top!Kate; bottom!r; degradation kink; praise kink; slight bondage (r gets tied up with a belt); marking; cum marking maybe?; fingering (r receiving); clit play (r receiving); masturbation (Kate); if there's stuff I forgot please tell me

A/N: I'd just like to say Kate's first episode... that's the vibe of the interrogation going on in my mind. With the limb guy. Anyways I didn't know exactly how to tw this so if there's other language I can use please let me know!

(not my gif; credit ropoto)

You were just surprising your wife with lunch. That was your only goal for the day. She was working a case that was actually close to home so a little drive was all it took to get to the police station that the team was helping out. What you didn’t expect was for her to be in the middle of a riveting interrogation when you got there.

Okay, maybe you should’ve double checked but you wanted to be sweet and give her a little boost to her day. You figured if she was out, you’d just leave it for her. So when Morgan asked if you wanted to see your wife on the job– Well, it caught you off guard. But you didn’t say no.

He led you to the room that separated you and others from the suspect at hand. You had hesitantly asked if you were allowed to even be in there and see what you were seeing. He just grinned and shrugged, saying probably not, but Kate was having a tough day so for you to immediately surprise her when she was done would make it better. Reluctantly, you just agreed with that and stood, watching in awe as your wife did her job.

Watching Kate was… something else. This was a side of her that you knew she had, but had never really seen. The way Kate leaned on the table across from the suspect and commanded the room was a sight that had you entranced. Even with the one way mirror separating you from her, you could feel the electricity radiating off her as she showed the other person who held all the cards. It was like you were under some sort of spell. You couldn’t tear your eyes away. Never had you seen Kate really in action, but now you made a mental note to try to see it way more often.

When Kate was done you had to literally shake yourself out of the trance she put you in. It should’ve been embarrassing to just stand there next to Morgan, face flushed and jaw dropped, but you couldn’t care less. It was hard to care about anything other than the mental image of your wife bending you on that exact interrogation table and just…

No, you had to collect yourself. You gulped hard when Kate turned from the suspect and moved towards the door. Your knuckles squeezed around the bag of food and you waited anxiously to see her.

When the door swung open and Kate was met with you, it was like her whole demeanor instantly changed. The hard, down-to-business look in her eye was replaced with softness and immediate joy. You smiled back at her when a bright grin spread across her lips, but you hated to admit that you missed the side of Kate you just saw already.

“Hi,” Kate beamed. You stood there, still smiling but lost in your own head.

Morgan nudged your shoulder with a light chuckle and you blinked a few times, trying to shake yourself out of your stupor.

“Oh!” You jerked the hand that held her food forward abruptly. “Food! I- Gosh, I mean, I brought you food.” Damn, you haven’t been this flustered around Kate since you first started dating.

Kate took the bag happily and walked you out of the station, leaving behind Morgan who had a stupid grin plastered to his face.

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When you got home from dropping off your wife’s food, the rest of the day was spent in some kind of haze. A haze that, well, you could only describe as extreme need for your wife to get her ass home and do all sorts of things to you.

What really sucked was that, no matter what you did, you were still utterly fixated on what you saw from Kate today. You tried a movie, no luck. You tried to clean, definitely no luck. Hell, you even tried to organize everything in your closet by color and style and still your brain just kept going back to Kate and the way she commanded that interrogation room. And then once you thought back to that your mind started to wander to new places. Places that were mere fantasies and definitely not something you’ve done with Kate in the bedroom… At least not yet.

Wait no. If Kate knew you got off on the way she worked wouldn’t she think you were weird? What would she actually think of you? Honestly, you didn’t even know you had this kind of interest in power dynamics until you saw just how well Kate could command a room. All you’ve been thinking about was swapping places with that man and letting Kate have the upper hand. You’d spill all the information she needed if that was the case.

Was it twisted that you wanted to switch places with a potential unsub? Maybe, but not in the violent murder-y way that would end you up in handcuffs in a police station. Just in a way that lets your wife slip into work mode and take control of the situation, and subsequently, in control of you as well. So the real question was: How do you make this fantasy a reality in a way that doesn’t involve an actual police station? Could you even live out this fantasy? Kate tried so hard to not let her work come home with her. In and out of the bedroom, she was soft and kind and sweet. Not once was she rough or controlling. But god, after seeing her today, did you want her to be so badly.

Hours flew by and you were still stewing on it. Even when Kate finally walked in the door, your mind was immediately flooded with the memory of what you saw today. Kate greeted you innocently as can be, of course. It was all usual behavior from your wife; it was just that you were being the one acting weird.

The minute you saw her, your face flushed. It made it even worse when she wrapped her hand around your wrist to pull you closer to her so she could plant a kiss on your cheek. You tried to duck your face to hide from her, but Kate was always perceptive and gave you a curious look that told you she knew something was up.

From then on, you tried to avoid Kate like the plague. Any time she would settle in a room, you’d scoot far away from her. When she wrapped her arms around you from behind as you prepared yourself a snack, you jumped out of your skin and tried to not-so-smoothly back away. Kate wasn’t hurt by any of this, just more and more intrigued. As Kate tried to figure out what had gotten into you, she thought back to the last time you were this shy. It was probably the first night you two spent together. Kate couldn’t help but smile at the memory. You were never good about asking what you wanted, but lucky for Kate she could read you like a book. It’s what made you two work. So when she figured out what you wanted was to be more intimate with her, sure she teased you a little, but she ultimately gave you exactly what you wanted.

So now, Kate’s new goal was to figure out what this new mystery desire was. It was quite cute really, the fact that you still would get so shy around her even after a few years of marriage. Kate knew, deep down, you were comfortable with her, but you also could have these little moments where you could be so innocent and oblivious. It was endearing to Kate. If she were being honest, it made her almost want to be a little mean, just to see how you’d react. Of course, she never pushed it. She would give you anything you wanted, as long as you made whatever you wanted clear.

Kate kept watching you for a couple hours until it had gotten late. When you shot up and decided to get ready for bed, Kate thought it was an avoidance tactic. So, when she said she would join you, she bit back a smirk when you looked like a deer caught in the headlights. The whole time she’d been home, though, she had been mulling over what could’ve possibly been going on in your mind.

It took her about an hour of watching you and going over her possibilities before she got a very big hunch at what was making you so flustered and jumpy. See, when you decided to make a snack that’s when she connected the dots. What was different about today? It wasn’t that you had brought her food at work. No, you’ve done that before. It was what you witnessed when you brought it.

You had acted so anxious when she finally came out of that interrogation room. The way you jumped and handed her her food before scurrying away had already piqued her interests as to what could possibly be going on in your mind, but finally she had an epiphany. In the years you two had been together, had you ever really seen her on the job? Kate couldn’t recall a time that you really had.

She had always been careful to show you her softer sides. While Kate didn’t think it would scare you away, she still wanted to be careful. Sometimes you could seem so fragile. While part of Kate wanted to really test that, a bigger part of her wanted to protect you at all costs.

Tonight, however, she was starting to think holding back on you was leading you both to miss out on an experience that could be quite… enjoyable for both of you. Kate decided, as she followed you into the bedroom, that she would just have to test that theory and see if she was right about it all.

“So, about today,” Kate’s voice broke the nervous silence as she followed you closely into the bedroom.

While you knew she was following you and even said as much, it didn’t stop you from jumping out of your skin. Of course, she would want to talk about today. It’s not like you were necessarily subtle about your weird mood.

“When you brought me food…” Kate went on. “How long were you watching me?”

“I- Well uh…” You couldn’t get the words out. How long had you been watching? Not even that long. So the fact that it had you so flustered from just a short amount of time watching your wife do her job was that much more embarrassing.

Kate crossed her arms and arched her eyebrow as she watched you struggle for an answer. You could see the growing smug smile come across her face as yours most likely turned a few different shades of red.

“I mean- At least maybe ten or fifteen minutes.” You finally were able to blurt it out. Kate just stayed standing there, her head nodding slowly, as if you gave her some sort of insight that she was looking for.

And that’s exactly what you did. The more you got flustered the more it confirmed Kate’s theory.

“Uh-huh,” Kate just nodded again. “And what do you think about what you saw?” Kate’s head cocked to the side and she gave you the most unreadable look. She still had a bit of a smile on her face, but you could tell that there was a determination behind her eyes.

“Well-” You stopped. Why was she asking you this? If it was a question gearing up for a serious talk, things would be different. She’d sit you down and have an open discussion like the two of you did when you had concerns about her taking the BAU job. The way she phrased the question this time was different. It was almost playful. “It was uh… interesting?”

“Oh just interesting?” Kate grinned at you from across the room. “Are you sure that’s all you think about it?”

“I mean- I-”

“You liked what you saw, didn’t you?” Suddenly, Kate’s whole demeanor changed. She looked at you with hooded eyes and a devilish smile on her lips. Your mouth opened and closed a few times, trying to form words, when all you could do was stare at her with wide eyes. You were caught.

Embarrassment flooded your whole being. What stopped you from panicking and throwing every excuse you could at the situation, though, was that Kate seemed more pleased with it than shocked.

“You liked watching didn’t you?” Kate purred as she took her sweet time making her way to where you stood. The shift in Kate still had your head reeling, but you were catching on quickly. Kate wanted you to like what you saw. She was loving the fact that you had a very visible reaction to learning about this new side of her. “What was it that got you like this?” She stopped right in front of you, circling you slowly. Her hands brushed against your shoulders as she made her way behind you.

“Was it the way I spoke?” She whispered in your ear, her hands running down your sides from behind. “Do you like it when I’m a little… mean?” You felt her whole body press against your back as she kept running her hands practically all over you.

“Or…” She hummed, her hot breath on your ear making you shiver. “Was it that I held all the power? Hm?”

Your mouth opened, but no words could come out. She had your heart pounding in your chest and your cheeks felt hot from how much you were blushing. She had your number down. It was both those things. Definitely both.

“Or maybe, you liked it all? Is that it? Did it make you wet seeing me in charge like that? I bet seeing me at work just had all sorts of dirty little thoughts flood your mind. I’m right, aren’t I?” She really could read your mind. Her hands were now practically pawing at your chest through your shirt and you could already feel your nipples harden through the fabric.

Kate let out a low, smug chuckle when you barely even nodded your head. In a flash, she spun you to face her and the mischievous look in her eye told you she thoroughly enjoyed learning this new little fact about you.

“Well, if that’s the case then why don’t we see just how much you enjoyed it, shall we?” Kate’s hand was immediately making its way down your body and straight into your panties. Her fingers pressed hard against your clit for a moment before running down between your folds. You gasped in both shock and pleasure at her sudden move. Part of you felt like you should be ashamed that this new side of Kate had you already turned on so much that Kate could literally feel it, but the other part of you just wanted to see more of this.

“Oh, you really like seeing me in charge, don’t you?” Kate’s voice was low as she spoke, her eyes never leaving yours as she pulled her hand from your pants. You, however, had your eyes glued to her fingers as she brought them back up slowly. Two fingers pressed to her lips before she parted them and sank them into her mouth slowly. She was making a show of it and you couldn’t help the wide-eyed look you were giving her as you listened to her let a soft moan out from around her own fingers.

She removed her fingers with a pop, her pupils blown and eyes full of hunger as she looked you up and down. You just gulped, shifting where you stood as you waited for her to do something– anything to ease the nervous tension in the room and the horrible ache that was starting to occur between your legs.

“Kate-” You began to say, but she cut you off by placing the same two fingers that were just in her mouth right onto your lips.

“Shhh, I’m in charge tonight. Got it?” You nodded your response and Kate’s devious smile came right back to her face. “Good. Now, you’ll be a good girl for me and do exactly what I say.” All you could do was nod again.

She pressed her fingers harder to your lips and you took the hint before she even had to say anything. “Suck,” She whispered, but you were already parting your lips and taking in those same fingers.

Kate immediately bit her lip to keep her face a bit more neutral and to seem more in charge, but it was hard not to react. When she saw how eager you already were to please her and to let her help live out whatever fantasy she knew you had going on in your mind, she was just so giddy. She pressed her fingers down a little on your tongue and felt you suck harder on them. If she was being honest, this alone had her wet for you.

Her fingers very slowly and slightly pushed in and out of your mouth and your hands went to clutch at her shirt as you kept sucking on them. The flush on your cheeks was very evident and your eyes fell closed as she kept doing what she wanted. But then suddenly, she removed them from your mouth and your eyes snapped back open to watch whatever Kate had planned for you next.

She took two steps back and you could tell the wheels were turning in her mind as she carefully planned out the next steps she would take.

“Strip and get on the bed,” she ordered and your hands immediately fell to your pants, shimmying them down and off of you before moving to your shirt. You stood there, completely naked besides your panties in front of a fully clothed Kate. For some reason, even though she had seen you naked countless times, this time you felt incredibly shy. Purposefully, you decided to leave your panties on and your hands went to your chest to cover your breasts in front of Kate’s hungry gaze.

“Do I have to tell you in more detail? I told you to strip.” Kate’s tone was harsh, like she was reprimanding you, but deep down you both knew this was part of whatever new game you two were playing. “Take them off. Now.”

You jumped at the sharpness in her voice and immediately did as you were told, wriggling out of your panties in record speed. Then, you remembered the second part of her orders and planted yourself directly on the bed.

“Better,” Kate hummed her approval as she stalked towards you. “But I want you further on the bed. Lay down for me and spread your legs.”

Without hesitation, you did exactly what you were told. Scooting yourself on the bed before laying down, but still propping yourself up on your elbows so you could see Kate’s every move. She didn’t exactly wait for you to spread your legs before she started to kneel on the bed and spread them for herself. Your eyes met Kate’s as she took one hand and again ran her fingers through your folds.

“Are you enjoying this?” Kate husked as she started to circle your clit with her finger tips. You nodded, but then Kate’s fingers stopped. “Use your words.”

“Y-yes,” was all you could manage to squeak out. As long as you two had been together, you were still feeling too embarrassed to admit how much you were loving this side of her.

“I’m going to need a little more than that.”

“Yes, Kate, yes I like it! Can you just please keep touching me?”

“Shhh, shhh remember who’s in charge.” Kate’s fingers resumed their movements against your clit and your head finally fell back on the pillow. “Don’t worry, baby, I’m going to give you exactly what you want.”

“U-uh huh,” you murmured as your hips began to move with her fingers, trying to gain more traction. Your eyes had slipped closed again and your mouth hung slightly open as her fingers kept their steady work on your clit. As embarrassing as it was to admit, you were already getting close just from the way Kate knew how to play with your body mixed with this new attitude of hers.

She could also tell by the slight tremble of your thighs and the way your breathing picked up. but she wasn’t done with you just yet. Her fingers stopped once again and you let out a frustrated huff that she didn’t miss, but was proud when you didn’t whine or question her actions. Good, Kate thought. It seemed to her like you were willing to give her all the power tonight, just like she wanted and knew you wanted too.

“Wait.” Kate said as she shuffled back from you on the bed. A devious grin spread across her face. There was a look in her eye that told you whatever she was planning was going to be something very new. Newer than any of what’s already happened tonight. “There’s something missing here.”

Kate moved, swinging her leg over your body until she was straddling your waist. She looked down at you for a moment, balancing herself on her knees as she did. Then, her hands fell to the belt of her jeans.

“I don’t have cuffs,” Kate said more to herself than you. “So my belt will have to do.”

The look of shock on your face was definitely evident to Kate as she began undoing her belt.

“Hands together and up. Grab the bar of the headboard, okay?” You knew the last part of that was more of a question than a demand. It was Kate’s way of checking in with you, telling you that you could stop and say no if you wanted to. It was soft and subtle, but you knew each other well. If this was something so new for the both of you, you knew that Kate was prepared to keep an eye on your reactions and halt the whole thing if you indicated even the slightest bit of discomfort. So far, discomfort wasn’t what you were showing at all, just a nervous anticipation for this new side of Kate and an embarrassing excitement for your own responses to it.

So, when Kate asked the question, to show that you were still all in you did what you were told. You raised your hands up, scooting yourself down so they could be stretched flat onto the pillow above your head when your fingers wrapped around the head board.

“That’s my girl,” Kate praised before tugging the belt out of her belt loops in one swift motion. She then leaned forward, her whole upper, clothed body pressed to your naked one. Her chest was pressed to your face, slightly suffocating, but you didn’t mind. Her hands made quick work of securing your wrists together. You would’ve been shocked at how speedy she was at that had you not been focused on the fact that you were disappointed she was still clothed and pressed to your face. If only you could just have her in your mouth…

“Keep your hands there,” Kate ordered as she pulled back from you. You already felt the strain on your arms for having them stretched above your head, but you were determined to do exactly as she said. If you were being honest, the fact that your wrists were bound was already doing something to you that you didn’t expect. You pressed your legs together as you looked up at where your hands were resting above your head. The image of her belt keeping your wrist snug and locked together would forever be burned into your mind in the best kind of way.

“I thought I told you to have your legs open for me.” Kate’s hand, now free from restraining your wrists, reached back to give your thigh a hard smack. Your whole body jumped at that, but you couldn’t deny the flood of wetness that immediately followed.

“I- I’m sorry.” You were practically panting at this point and Kate hadn’t even really touched you yet. The way she was being so commanding and powerful was just turning you on beyond belief.

“You should be.” Kate’s voice was condescending, but the smirk on her lips was back as she scooted back and leaned on her knees just to watch her handy work. She was enjoying this way too much, but you just looked so good this way. Your wrists were bound, your chest was heaving, there was a faint red hand print from where she had smacked your thigh, and she could even see how wet you were for her. It was all such a beautiful sight to Kate. Not only that, but it really did make her feel powerful in a way that no interrogation ever had. Yeah, maybe the unsubs were at her mercy when she commanded the room, but they weren’t happy about it. This was different. You willingly gave up your power so that Kate could take control and do to you whatever her heart desired. It was exhilarating.

Kate took a beat or two more to really soak you in before she suddenly pushed herself up and off the bed. To your delight, she immediately started stripping herself of her clothes too. You watched eagerly as everything came off before she returned to you on the bed. This time, as she made her way to you, she made sure to stop when she was straddling your stomach and pressed her body down.

Her hips began a slow drag against your skin and your breath hitched when you felt her wetness on your own stomach as she moved against you. Knowing she was just as wet as you were had you squirming underneath her even more, but it only got worse when you watched as Kate moved her fingers down to her own clit and started touching herself while she moved her hips in a slow pace against your own body.

“It’s killing you, isn’t it?” Kate was slightly breathless as she spoke, her fingers working fast against her own clit. “Is it that you can’t touch me or that you want to be touched?”

“Both,” you practically moaned as your eyes stayed glued to Kate’s fingers. Above you, Kate let out a sarcastic laugh before moving her fingers lower. You watched with what you would probably guess was a pitiful look as she sank down onto her own fingers and started to ride them on top of you.

Without realizing it, you let out a pathetic whine, which just spurred Kate on more.

“Good girls wait,” Kate taunted as her body moved faster on top of you. You could tell she was already close. The sight of you had gotten Kate so wound up that she knew it wouldn’t take long. Just long enough to drive you a little bit crazy. And, fuck, was it working.

With a shutter running through her whole body, she came on top of you. The moan she had let out when she came mixed with the way her body moved was a beautiful sight and you struggled to keep your legs open for her when all you wanted was some sort of sensation to make yourself feel better from the extreme arousal you were experiencing.

After a moment, Kate moved down your body, still kneeling as she placed herself between your legs. “Look at you,” she teased. “You’re such a mess.” Your face flushed even more as she took the two fingers that were covered in her own cum and wiped them clean on your inner thighs. You really were a mess, she wasn’t lying. Your stomach glistened with her wetness and you were sure, by now, that your own was dripping from your pussy. It didn’t help that you were already breathless just from the sight of your wife coming on top of you and the fact that your whole body was practically shaking with desire for her to finally make you cum too.

“Kate, please,” you whined, your head craning up to give her your most pitiful look of need that you could possibly muster.

It must’ve worked, because finally Kate’s fingers were back to touching you. Her fingers played with your clit for a moment as she again crawled towards your body. Suddenly, you found her naked form pressed to yours and the sensation of that made your head swim. With the hand that wasn’t on your clit, Kate was pushing one of your legs until you could spread even more open for her. You felt a burn in your thighs as she pushed your legs to spread more than you thought you were capable of.

Her fingers trailed down from your clit, through your folds, until she was finally circling your entrance. You held your breath in anticipation of finally getting what you wanted, but Kate was still in the mood to tease you. She dipped her finger tip inside you before going back to lightly brushing her fingers through your folds again. A groan of frustration fell from your lips before you could stop it and all Kate did in response was laugh.

Then, when you weren’t expecting it she finally gave you what you wanted. Two fingers slipped into you at once, pushing into you as deep as possible. You cried out and all Kate did in response was pull her fingers out, only to slam them back in. When you repeated the sound it was like it spurred Kate on even more; she kept doing that. Fucking you in a slow, but hard way she hadn’t before. With Kate knuckles deep inside you, you weren’t able to keep yourself quiet in the slightest. You thanked your lucky stars Meg was at a friend’s house because you knew the moans Kate was drawing from you were echoing throughout the entire house.

Kate shifted gears, using her own body weight to put more power behind each pump of her fingers. Her body was moving against yours and your fingers were tightening around the headboard. It was moments like this where you wished you could grab onto her, but the added idea that you were bound and helpless to the way she was currently fucking you just made everything all the more intense.

Her pace was steady, but the strength she put behind it was unforgiving. Her mouth was busy too; tongue and teeth going over both your nipples and all over your neck. In the morning you were sure you’d find tons of angry bruises and bite marks from the way she was treating your poor skin. You didn’t mind one bit though. Your legs trembled around Kate and you felt your walls tightening around her fingers as she kept fucking you.

It took her curling her fingers inside you and hitting that one spot that she knew always drove you crazy for you to practically scream her name. All the while she kept cooing things like “good girl” and “love the way you feel around my fingers” or other things that would otherwise make your cheeks flush if they weren’t already.

After a few more powerful pumps of her fingers, you finally fell apart. With a guttural groan you came hard all over her fingers. Your head slammed back onto the pillow and your hands gripped at the headboard so hard your knuckles turned white. Kate was still giving you praises as she slowed her fingers and let you come down from your orgasm.

“Wow,” Kate sighed as she watched your body relax again.

“Yeah, wow,” you said breathlessly, your eyes still shut as you tried to compose yourself. “That was… just wow.”

Kate chuckled, leaning up on the bed again. She moved and finally freed you from your restraints, gently massaging at the skin that was slightly angry from how tight her belt had been on your wrists. It also didn’t help that you weren’t exactly still while Kate was practically fucking you into the mattress.

“I know,” Kate smiled as she kept your wrists in her hands, moving and stretching your arms for you to get rid of any stiffness. “I should have you come by my work more often.”

You just nodded eagerly. Words were a struggle when you were still coming down from what was possibly the strongest orgasm Kate has ever given you. Still, you wholeheartedly agreed.

Kate let out a soft laugh at your apparently eagerness, before getting herself up and off the bed. She still had one of your wrists wrapped gingerly in her fingers as she tugged you to sit up. “But for now,” she said as she helped you stand on wobbly legs, “Let’s get you cleaned up.”

You followed happily and Kate couldn’t help the triumphant smirk at the fact that you were still just so willing to please. Tonight definitely wouldn’t be the only night she’d test how obedient you could be. As she pulled you to the shower, Kate made a mental note to buy a few things and see just how much she could test this theory…

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You are his wife! | A. Hotchner

GIFs by the amazing @ropoto

SSA Aaron Hotchner x fem!Reader (SSA [Y/N] [Y/L/N]-Hotchner)

summary: The one thing the team didn’t know was the fact that SSA Aaron Hotchner was happily married to non-other than SSA [Y/N] [Y/L/N]-Hotchner, supervisor of the most successful team in counterterrorism. The day the last team member - Spencer Reid - puts one and one together marks the day of the warmest welcome in the world.

word count: 1.5k

warnings: so much fluff, seriously, that’s just a fluffy cloud of fluffness, not edited (yet)!

author’s note: I saw the two gifs, had this scene in mind, and just had to write it down. Please don't kill me (plus, it's my first time writing for my husband Hotch, so please, be gentle with me!) + repost due to troubles with the tumblr editor!

Comments, reblogs, and likes are much appreciated!

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"At least we don't have to leave for another city," Derek mumbled while viewing the files, the last flight still in his bones. The team arrived only yesterday from a case in Illinois, totally shaken up by the events but successful nonetheless. Now, they were seated in the briefing room, new files for a new case in front of them, and tension high as always. It's what their job was made of.

Reid already stood in front of the whiteboard, black marker in hand, while pushing back some of his locks to properly see the words he shortly would write atop the white surface. He only waited for the first things the team wanted to put on it, and his brain worked overtime to come up with things himself. But instead of hearing their first thoughts, Hotch cleared his throat and shoved his phone over the file to finally take a glimpse. "Excuse me," he mumbled and cleared his throat another time.

The young man was confused and didn't know what had just happened because Hotch had never done that before. Not to put even more emphasis on this little moment, the unit chief rose from his seat and joined Reid at the whiteboard, open file in hand. "We should start with the victimology, look what we can find while starting to ask family and friends. Could you see to the latter, Rossi?" The older man nodded in agreement and wanted to say something, but the voice of a passing agent and the words "Agent Hotchner" addressing someone else than Aaron in this very room shut his mouth. Instead of saying something, Dave started to smile the softest of smiles at the sight of the one and only.

Even Reid had heard the words, and that was why he slowly looked up to see who tried to steal away their unit chief - again, might one add - but the lack of understanding slowly crept into his hard-working mind as his eyes settled upon an agent who greeted a woman, coming down the gallery and headed straight to their room. The woman - a beautiful one, not in a subjective manner, but in an objective light of view in Spencer's opinion - stopped in the doorframe, leaning against the wood, and softly knocked on it using her knuckles. "Knock, knock," she spoke up with a smile tucking at her lips. The confusion was now clearly visible on the younger man's face while Aaron looked up from his file and an expression rarely seen on his face made its appearance. The agent started to smile at the sight of his loving and gorgeous wife leaning in the door and waiting for him to acknowledge her presence.

Witnessing the expression and emotions on his chief's face at the sight of the woman, Spencer Reid started to connect the dots within his mind, putting together evidence and causation, and worked his supervisor over like an unsub during a case and put all his profiler skills to use. If he would know how romantic relationships worked in more detail - he wasn't stupid, but romances were just not part of his life (yet) - he would have realized it sooner, probably months ago. But at least now, he came to a conclusion and tore his mouth open in utter surprise.

"You are his wife!" The young profiler exclaimed, looking from Hotch to the others in the room and not even realizing the lack of shocked expressions. The woman started to grin as radiantly as the sun itself and raised her hands to shrug her shoulders softly. "Guilty as charged," she chuckled and looked over to her husband - his smile now a grin that depicted his unimaginable love for her.

Reid's excitement couldn't be stopped, and his next move was so unlikely that the entire room didn't know what to make out of it. For the last time, he looked from one agent to another, puppy-like happiness visible on his pretty face, before he darted through the room and straight to the woman of the hour. "I knew something was off, but I didn't know what!" And with that, he hugged her.

Now it was [Y/N] 's part of being quite shocked because her husband had never told her that Doctor Spencer Reid was a hugger. Quite the opposite, actually. That's why she softly patted the agent's shoulder while throwing a questioning look in the direction of her husband. But the Hotchner just stood there, grin still securely plastered on his lips, and a loving look in his dark eyes.

"I guess I was the reason for him being off. You guys are really not used to him smiling and leaving at a humane time, aren't you?" The agent laughed softly and patted Reid's shoulder the last time before ending this unusual hug - she didn't want to cause a panic attack after the young man realized what he had done voluntarily. Shortly, Reid looked over to Hotch, analyzing the situation, before deciding that he would be safe if he nodded. So he did. "Believe me, Doctor Reid, I'm still amazed by myself that I could change his habits." And with that, she walked over to her waiting husband and kissed his cheek lovingly.

"I wasn't that bad," Aaron tried to reason, but at the view of his wife's look, he was sure he couldn't win this one. "Keep telling yourself that, Agent Hotchner," she grinned up to him and softly waved his team at the table. "Hey, everyone." Happy variations of Hey, [Y/N/N] echoed through the room before the woman turned her attention back to Aaron, who, in the meantime, had wrapped his arm around her waist. "To what do I owe the honor of you coming up? I know how busy everything is down there, and that's why I didn't want to call you." His eyes full of worry - but pride at her work - gave her a look-over and [Y/N] softly caressed his cheek. "Well, that's very sweet of you, but in such a case, you should read your text before you send cryptical glyphs and hope for me to understand the meaning of them."

Aaron cocked an eyebrow at those words but was shortly face-to-face with his wife's phone screen and could see what he had managed to type in haste. A soft Oh escaped him, and [Y/N] chuckled. "Yeah, oh indeed. That's why I came up to ask what my busy husband wanted me to do. And then I wanted to ask anyway if you're okay with pizza or pasta for dinner. Don't know if I can manage to whip something with only olive oil and some leftovers from yesterday."

Aaron was whipped for his woman - and everybody could see it because he pulled her closer to his chest and pressed a lingering kiss on her forehead. "We're gonna get some groceries tomorrow. Family shopping sounds pretty good, don't you think?" She furrowed her forehead at that. "If you think that putting loads of sweets back into the shelves because your son just dumps them in the cart is fun, then yeah, sure." But the light in her eyes betrayed her words. "Our son, love. Speaking of which, I tried to ask if you have time to pick him up from soccer? We got a new case, and I'm not sure if I can make it out in time." Aaron immediately backed up at the sight of her deep-in-thoughts forehead wrinkles. "Or I can just ask Sean if you have work to do. I'll figure something out."

JJ aw-d softly in the back at the sight of a soft Aaron Hotchner, and Dave grinned, fully content with his match-maker skills, while Derek rolled his eyes, but a smile tucked at his lips, nonetheless. The entire team knew that Hotch only deserved the best of happy endings, and he seemingly got precisely that with the counterterrorism agent.

"Oh, please. You know that I immediately throw everything out the window for my boy. Consider the task checked off your list," [Y/N] told him and accepted the kiss on the corner of her mouth. "How did I get so lucky?" It was only a whisper, but her cheeks blushed nevertheless. Even after three years of dating and seven months of marriage Aaron still had the effects on her he used to have during their first couple of date nights. And the woman hoped she still had them on him as well. "I have to ask this question, handsome, so shut up." She tried really hard to keep her flustered state in check, but he was a profiler, for fucks sake, and she couldn't hide anything from this man.

The agent smiled down at his wife and got a kiss in return before she started heading out of the room. "See you later, Agent Hotchner," she winked at him, and Aaron shook his head in utter wonder. "See you at home, darling." But before she could leave, she pointed to the team. "I may just have started planning, but you're gonna show your pretty faces at the awesome garden party we are holding. And please don't forget to invite Pen, yeah? Thanks!" And with that, the whirlwind of a woman vanished over the gallery and out the bullpen.

Everyone turned their attention to the still smiling Aaron, happiness for their boss hardly to miss in the slightest, but Spencer spoke up before anyone else could. "Wait, everyone knew about it?!"

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note: I am so sorry if that sucks (my brain is mush due to the heat), but I just had to write it down and get it out of my system. Maybe I’m gonna rewrite it later. Maybe not. But there will be more for my beloved Aaron Hotchner.

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