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ddejavvu · 2 years

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Step dad hotch fucking you in his study while your mum is in her room which is right next to his study. So he gags you with his tie to make sure your not loud 🫣

today is multiverse monday! send me any au you can think of :)

this post is 18+ (and so are its characters) and dark, minors dni.

Your back slides down the wall behind you again, and Aaron huffs exasperatedly, "Sweetheart, can't you keep your legs around my waist?"

"No," You blubber from behind the palm of his hand, "'M not strong enough!"

It's his fault. Fucking you silly against a wall probably wasn't the best idea with your mother in the next room over, because he had to keep one hand over your mouth for secrecy's sake, and it meant he wasn't able to help compensate when your legs gave out.

"Okay baby," He croons, slowing in his merciless thrusts into your sopping cunt, "Listen to me. I'm going to get my tie, and I need you to hold on tight. Just for a second," He promises, when you begin tearing up and whimpering against his palm, "Okay? Be strong for me, baby, just for a second."

You nod wearily, whining softly against his hand. Your never-ending flow of pretty little noises is one of Aaron's favorite things, but it does him no good now with your mother in the next room.

"Okay," He grunts, hiking you up once more above his hips. His cock stays barely tucked into your cunt and you whine at the loss of contact, wriggling down in his grip to sink onto him further.

"No, no- fuck, sweetheart, just be patient." Aaron hoists you up again, "I just need to get my tie."

"Hurry up, please!" You whimper into his palm, your legs shaking around his waist as only one of his hands offers you support.

"I know, I know," He soothes, rushing over to his desk where his tie is draped over the back of his chair. He carefully lets go of your waist, thankful when your legs offer their last bit of strength and keep you suspended. He skillfully wraps the silky material around his hand, bunching the fabric up and removing his hand from your mouth.

Before you can so much as moan, he's jamming the tie into your mouth, your tongue soaking the fabric with drool instantly. He watches your spit slowly seep through the grey fabric, his breathing shaky as he wrapped both of his now-free hands around your waist again.

"Good girl," He croons, letting you slowly sink back down onto his cock, "Fuck, sweetheart, you look good with my tie in your mouth."

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inkdrinkerworld · 1 year

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night shift

pairing: stepdad!hotch x fem!reader

wc: 1.6k

cw: smut, p in v penetration, oral [fem!receivng], missionary, soft sex, daddy kink, overstimulation, creampie, fluffy ending, mdni, 18+ ONLY

Aaron sighs as he steps into the house, grateful for the darkness and the quiet.

It had been a couple hours since he’d had that unmistakable quiet that came with the hour he’d gotten in- but he loved it.

He needed it to think and get his work out of his mind.

He also needed to get his new wife off his mind.

They’d been having little tiffs that had been grating on him, and though she knew he’d be back today she had opted instead for a girl’s trip to some random state.

Aaron couldn’t really care less about that though.

You were home and that made being home, even at the hour that much sweeter.

He should stay out of your room, should wait till the morning to spend the day making up for lost time, but he’s really missed your sweet toffee and vanilla scent and your warm arms.

After the fastest shower known to man, he pushes at your bedroom door, finding the tv on and the light illuminating your sleeping figure on the bed.

You’ve got what he thinks is ‘Dead Poets Society’ on and it’s still about twenty minutes in.

That doesn’t steal his attention though. As usual, you do.

Your hair is all splayed out on your pillows, your floral patterned duvet covering the lower half of your body, but from the exposed portion, Aaron makes out his old Harvard hoodie and smiles.

“Precious girl,” he murmurs, shutting your door behind him and taking off the tv before slipping in beside you.

You turn and groan as your body comes into contact with his- warm and soft with hard and cool.

He hears your breathing pick up and your eyes blink open tiredly.

“S’just me sweetheart,” he coos, stroking the back of your neck to lull you back to sleep.

It doesn’t exactly work, you get your bearings and your eyes peel open and the smile that takes over your face has Aaron heating up.

“You’re home,” the smile makes it into your voice and Aaron can’t help but feel love explode all through his chest.

“Yeah baby,” he kisses your forehead just as you hook your knee to his narrow hip.

It’s then, as you press further into Aaron that he feels the bare touch of your thighs and his hands follow the natural curve of your skin and groans when he touches your bare cunt.

“Were you expecting action tonight, princess?” he tilts your chin upwards so you can’t hide your sleepy eyes or your faux coy smile.

“Maybe,” Aaron feels the need rumble deep in his chest and shakes his head when you lean up to pepper kisses to his stubble.

“Fucking vixen.” he curses, claiming your lips.

Aaron kisses resemble him in every way. It commands you, and consumes you. It’s tentative at first and then his tongue prods into your mouth and licks at your own and it’s like he steals your warmth. His lips suck yours into his mouth, swallowing your moan as he pulls your hips into his.

“Aaron,” you whine, his lips leaving yours to suck at the exposed column of your neck.

He only hums, nipping and biting at the tender skin on your neck. He pulls away and assesses the bruises, and when he’s satisfied he moves onto another plot of your skin.

“Aaron please,” your hips are rocking on their own now, and he sits up, pulling you with him as he changes positions and lays you flat on your back.

“Please what?” you really shouldn’t have started with begging. Aaron likes it far more than you do, and he likes making you do it.

Your answer is interrupted with him thrusting his clothed hips into yours, a moan ripping past your lips as he ensures that he brushes your wet cunt with his growing bulge.

“Please don’t tease,” he kisses you again, and this time it’s all wet. Tongue and teeth clashing before he pulls away and moves southard.

“God baby,” he coos, fingers spreading your cunt open so that he sees even more of your slick gushing out. “You’ve been needing me haven’t you?”

It’s mind numbing the way he uses words to make your mind melt and shut off. He just says a couple nasty facts and your brain short circuits with zero intention of trying to work after that.

The worst part, other than your brain working against you, is that Aaron knows exactly what he does when he uses crass words like that, and he maintains the use of them just to rile you up even more.

His thumb brushes at your weeping hole, a smirk pulling on his lips as your hips buck into his light touch.

“I asked you a question, princess.”

Aaron should at least give you a fighting chance to respond, but he doesn’t. His mouth is sucking at your clit almost immediately after he speaks, and your whines are breathy and high as your hands reach for his hair.

A broken, “Yes,” manages to escape you and after that, it’s the only coherent thing to leave your mouth.

Aaron’s fingers slip into your cunt, and he groans at how tight you feel, the vibrations messing with your mind as they cause more pleasure to flow through you.

You don’t see it entirely, but Aaron’s free hand reaches for his cock, stroking it over and over again, tugging at it in time with his fingers thrusting in your cunt.

“God,” you cry, hips moving to meet the thrusts of Aaron’s fingers, growing closer and closer to your orgasm. “I’m gonna come, please Aaron.”

He only hums, eyes meeting yours as your hands knot into his hair, holding his head still as you ride his tongue and fingers to your release.

“Att fucking girl,” he praises, watching as you continue to ride his fingers till your orgasm fizzles out. He doesn’t pull his fingers from you though. No Aaron crooks them so they brush against your g-spot over and over again till your thigh jumps and he feels the tell-tale signs of another orgasm.

“Gimme another one, princess. Let me see you come again.” your mouth drops open as he rolls your clit and a silent scream takes a hold of you as your second orgasm washes over you.

You can’t fight his touch as Aaron drags you to the very end of your orgasm and pats your cunt as he pulls his fingers out of you.

“Want your cock, daddy.” your eyes are glazed over already, and Aaron has to physically restrain himself from just slamming into you.

“Yeah? How bad do you need it?” He likes playing this game with you, you tend to lose patience much quicker than he does, and there’s something about the way you spread your legs and offer your pussy over to him that makes his head swim with lust.

“So so bad. S’all I’ve been thinking about since you left.” he wouldn’t even doubt your statement because you’re all he’s thought about too.

Still, he holds out on you, intent on just staring at your spread legs and bared cunt for him.

“Please daddy, need your cock in me. You always fuck me so good.”

He can’t resist you anymore, and slides in, both of you groaning as he bottoms out.

Your breath is short and sharp as he fucks into you, hands fisting the sheets as your hips match his thrusts. All you can think about is Aaron and the way the head of his cock is pressing at just the right spot that has your toes curling with each thrust.

“Feels good baby? Your pretty cunt is squeezing around me so fucking hard.”

Your brain is a mess of his praise. “So good, you’re always so good.”

Tears pool on your lash line as his thumb finds your clit again, ready to pull a third orgasm from you.

Your hands grip at his shoulders, pulling him to hover over your body and in doing so, forcing him deeper into you.

“Oh fuck,” you croon and Aaron pulls back to slap at your clit.

“Watch your tongue, princess.” you can only nod, your body thrumming with pleasure as his thrusts get mean and fast.

“You’re gonna make me come again.” you mewl, eyes full of tears as you feel your lower belly burn with need.

“Yeah? Y’gonna make a mess on my cock?” your nails dig into Aaron’s shoulders at his teasing, tears falling down your face as his thumb resumes rolling your clit.

“Please, please,” it’s the only word you know, and Aaron thinks you’re the most gorgeous woman in the world as you beg him, so he leans forward pressing his forehead to yours.

“Soak my cock, princess.” the order has your back arched off the bed completely as you obey it, legs trembling from the force of your orgasm.

Aaron manages to hold off his own till the very last second, holding the back of your neck to keep your slick bodies pressed together as he fills you up.

“No, stay,” you murmur when he moves to pull out and Aaron smiles, smoothing your hair out of your face and dragging his hand down your arm.

“You don’t want something to drink?” he asks, eyes glued to yours.

“No,” you lie, and Aaron can tell, but before he can call you out on it, you say, “I wanna sleep with you in me, please.”

You and your eyes will be the death of him, Aaron knows it very well. “Okay baby,” he kisses your cheek and lays with you on top of him, sighing when your walls clench around him. “Wake me up if you need anything.”

You nod, lips finding his in a quick kiss before falling asleep on his chest.

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spenciesprincess · 1 year

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Seeing these on my fb feed just makes me think of Hotch. I’m between Stepdad!Hotch and DBF!Hotch. I can’t decide 😫 I’m just thinking how I would make these for Stepdad Hotch and he would reward me for being a good girl with his cock while mom is in the next room sleeping. Or if it’s with DBF Hotch, he’ll have to sneak in your room before he leaves to reward you or maybe he goes down on you in the kitchen while your dad is outside when you are getting them drinks, I’m so feral 🤭😵‍💫

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kryptonitejelly · 2 years

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Could you write something ✨spicy✨ with step!dad Hotch? 👀👀 if it doesn’t make you uncomfortable of course ❤️

A/N: omgggg step dad hotch is my absolute guilty pleasure 🥵 but i find ~spicy~ so hard to write, but i’ve triedddddd for you. this is also totally inspired by TG’s instagram highlights.

Requests for blurbs are currently open here.

MINORS DNI.

“You won’t generate any power if you don’t turn your hips angel.”

His large hands are on your hips, fingers splayed over the waistband of your tennis skirt, and his hips are firmly pressed into you.

“Swing again” he instructs you, his mouth by your ear. You swing your arms and he guides the turn in your waist, his hips bucking forth ever so slightly into yours.

“Am I doing it right Daddy?” You purr, as you press yourself against him, the material of his sport shorts rubbing against the exposed skin of your thigh. You can feel the fast forming bulge in his short through the thin material of your tennis skirt.

“Better.” He hums, as he slides a hand down the side of your hip, and up the middle of your thighs. You gasp as a finger traces your slit along the tights of your tennis skirt, feeling the dampness that had begun to pool along the fabric of your tights. He grips the inside of your thigh and you can’t help the whimper that escapes your lips.

“Good girl sweetheart,” he mutters into your ear, “you listened to me this time and ditched the underwear.”

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subspencerreid · 2 years

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starlightstevie · 3 years

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fics rec / january 2021

And I’m back with another fic rec! There’s some absolute goodies in this month’s rec - I hope you enjoy them as much as I did! Happy reading x

(* is smut)

*tale as old as time (series) by @spacelabrathor Beast!Thor x reader: Thor is a beast, prowling the halls of an empty castle alone, living a life of cold, barren solitude. Villagers visit once yearly to bring him gifts he does not seek, piling valueless trinkets at his gate they feel will keep him appeased. They hate Thor and Thor knows, someday, that they will breach his gates and come for his head. He wonders to himself, often, if he will try to stop them when they do. This year, though, the offering has changed. Thor finds not trinkets at his front gate, but a girl, and then everything begins to change.

COWBOY THOR COWBOY THOR COWBOY THOR by @inthorantine While not officially out yet, I am putting this here because everyone needs to read this! Kait has outdone herself and no, I will not stop talking about this for the next 500 years. Here’s some h/c to keep you going until it comes out! One | Two

*if I love you was a promise by @blueberrythor Thor x reader: Thor doesn’t consider himself a jealous man–there aren’t many who could compare to him, especially among mortals. He hasn’t had much reason to acquaint himself with the feeling. But watching you with Steve, even he isn’t immune to the sharp sting of jealousy.

*The Watching by @opheliadawnwalker3 Thor x reader (some Loki x reader): Reader has been dating Thor for about a year and is celebrating her first Yuletide on Asgard. But she’s unprepared for certain traditions that are expected of her. Or that these traditions also involve Thor and his companions.

*Desperate Measures by @lancsnerd Thor x reader: When an agent is affected by sex pollen and needs assistance, just how helpful will Thor be?

*passionate & burning by @peachyteabuck Thor x reader: You’re busy with working from home, but Thor has other plans for the day.

*my pain fits in the palm of your freezing hand by @spacelabrathor Frontier!Thor x reader: Thor makes a home and a life for his family out on the rugged frontier of the Old West. The winters are unforgiving but he keeps them safe and warm. At night, their cabin glows with firelight and the warmth of their company. A small slice of their life together.

*survive the summer and its sequel *hungry for me by @peachyteabuck (Dubcon) Thor x reader: A stranger approaches you on a warm summers day.

*the fluffer (series) by @punani Masterlist 70′s pornstar!Chris Evans x black!reader: It’s the 70′s and the erotic videos industry is experiencing another boom after the risen popularity in the previous decade. The studio’s are hot, Gemini Flanagan is a brand, and you’re a newly hired assistant at Shaggin’ Studios. Chris takes a liking to you, altering your job description so that you get to work more closely with him. Is this all just physical, or is there something more?

*old flannel by @honeysucklesteve Chris x reader: an innocent night of lounging in his old flannel leads to not to innocent touches.

*sunday football by @honeysucklesteve Chris x reader: Chris sits you on his lap as he teaches you all about football.

*grocery run by @honeysucklesteve Chris x reader: Innocently wearing Chris’ shirt leads to you finding out just how much he can’t resist you.

*Captain by @chrissquares Nomad!Steve x reader: You call Steve a name that drives him wild.

*A Birthday Gift by @the-iceni-bitch Nomad!Steve x reader: The nomad crew have been holed up with you for months and tensions are high. Nat, being an unrepentant pot stirrer, decides to arrange a pleasant birthday surprise for you.

*let me come home to you (series) by @evansweaters Masterlist Alpha!Steve x Omega!Reader: After years at a dead-end job shouldering everyone’s expectations for you but your own, you’re finally free to be whoever you want, go wherever you want. That is, until a series of unfortunate events strand you in amber’s end, where the sheriff – and notoriously unmated pack alpha – decides to take you in.

*mountainside by @honeysucklesteve Nomad!Steve x reader: Steve needs something to give him a release and you do just that.

*steve needs to relax, good thing you’re here by @honeysucklesteve

*Such a Shame by @angrythingstarlight Steve x reader: You owe him for saving your life, the price is more than you were willing to pay, such a shame you have to force his hand.

*Captain Jealousy by @nony-bear Steve x reader: You and Steve have been keeping your relationship a secret to avoid public backlash for your age difference. However, after watching Steve flirt with a new agent at one of Tony Stark’s famous parties, your jealousy and frustration come to a head.

*A Christmas Compromise by @stargazingfangirl18 Ransom x reader: Even if you wouldn’t admit it to yourself, all you wanted for Christmas was Ransom.

*a man of god by @punani Priest!Ransom x reader: You’ve always been a good girl– attending mass regularly, never been touched by yourself or another, and the way that you dress? a naive innocence radiates off of you. even a man of god can’t help himself, not that he puts any effort into refraining from forbidden fruit.

*Naughty or Nice by @sweeterthanthis Ransom x reader: Getting caught nibbling on forbidden holiday treats.

*her cherry lips on his whiskey flavoured kiss by @cloudystevie Ransom x reader: The moment he met you, he knew.

Not My Style by @chrissquares Ransom x reader: With cold weather comes dry lips..

*In Good Hands by @ozarkthedog (Dark) Doctor!Andy Barber x reader: Your usual OBGYN Doctor got called away leaving Dr. Barber to administer your pap exam.

*Drowning by @savior-adriana Andy x reader: You love working as Jacob’s tutor in German. Not necessarily because you love the language or the teen’s attitude, but because it means you get to spend time alone with a certain Andy Barber once a week.

*Something Old, Something New by @sweeterthanthis Stepdad!Bucky x reader: To this day you couldn’t work out why he’d chosen your mother. They were total opposites, a mismatched couple if ever you saw one. Yet, you watched it play out – thinking, hoping, that he’d never go through with it.

*Beg for Daddy by @sweeterthanthis Stepdad!Bucky x reader: The thought of your mother passed out next door, the other side of your bedroom wall, did nothing to quell the intense hunger you felt for him.

*it’s the right time to roll to me (series) by @blueberrythor Masterlist Bucky x married!reader: Stuck in an unhappy marriage, you find solace in Bucky.

*about last week by @xbuchananbarnes Bucky x reader: You’ve been avoiding Bucky.

*need by @cloudystevie Bucky x reader: You’re horni for Bonky’s metal hand

Season of the Witch by @msmarvelwrites Bucky x reader: Your witchy abilities get you in quite a bit of trouble from time to time… But this time you don’t mind so much.

*The Bet (series) by @no-droids Part One | Part Two Poe x reader: There are 3 rules to the bet between you and your x-wing commander: No sex, No touching yourself, No orgasms.

*the shakes by @whistlingwillows Poe x reader: “It’s the Shakes, darling. Makes everything excruciating.” Or, you’re experiencing the terrible side effects of being horny and Poe Dameron knows just how to fix it.

Mornings with Modern!Poe by @okay-hotshot Modern!Poe x reader: You and Poe try to have some alone time while you wait for your morning coffee and tea to brew, only to have your child interrupt you and run away yowling.

frigid by @whirlybirbs Mando x reader: Din doesn’t like the ocean. You’re soaked.

Getting vulnerable with Mando by @cptnbvcks

*men of the bau: kinks by @luciilferss

open road by @gayprentiss Emily Prentiss x JJ Jareau: After retiring from the BAU, JJ and Emily decide to forgo an apartment in favor of an old sprinter van.

*Teacher’s Pet by @imagining-in-the-margins Professor!Reid x reader: There are only a few reasons to sign up for Criminal Psychology. You could be like the reasonable students and join the class because you are genuinely interested in the material, or you could be like the rest of us. That is, you could enroll in the class because the professor is a fine piece of ass fresh out of prison.

*Spencer taking you in the library by @spenciebabie

*of terrible coffee and late-night rides by @venusbarnes Hotch x reader: A collection of moments throughout your relationship with one Aaron Hotchner.

*fragrance by @whistlingwillows College!Hotch x reader: Plato said, “The god of love lives in a state of need. It is a need. It is an urge. It is a homeostatic imbalance. Like hunger and thirst, it's almost impossible to stamp out.”

*bitter end (series) by @whistlingwillows Masterlist Hotch x reader: Author Sarah Dessen wrote, “Life is an awful, ugly place to not have a best friend.”

*Beard Kink by @reidsexualwriting Hotch x reader: Hotch with a beard has you feeling all types of ways.

*Lunch break by @arganfics Hotch x reader: You help Hotch relax after a tough day.

*Early Mornings by @mrvltwimagines Hotch x reader: The very rare mornings where you wake up and your boyfriend was still home and in bed were definitely cherished by you.

*Do you like that? Being in control? by @writefasttalkevenfaster Hotch x reader: You decide that Hotch needs a break from being in charge.

*Waking up Hotch with a blowjob by @writefasttalkevenfaster

Taking a day off with Hotch by @ssahoodrathotchner

*eat until your blood sings by @peachyteabuck Tony Stark x Steve Rogers x Natasha Romanoff x Carol Danvers x Clint Barton x Thor Odinson x reader: Gangbang with the Avengers.

*Anakin Skywalker has a big dick by @anakinswhore

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ssamorganhotchner · 1 year

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y'all. we are 2.7k words into this stepdad!hotch fic and i haven't even gotten to the smut yet ahahahahahhahaha sos

#i cannot write a normal story #at all #EVERYTHING HAS TO HAVE A PLOT #AND FOR WHAT REASON #stepdad!hotch #stepdad!hotch x reader #aaron hotchner

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ddejavvu · 2 years

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you not being able to take your eyes off of stepdad!Hotch while you swim in your moms pool and so when you go to bed that night, he overhears your pretty little moans and helps you ♥️♥️

today is multiverse monday! send me any au you can think of :)

this post is 18+ (and so are its characters) and dark, minors dni.

Aaron hadn't been surprised at all to hear what you were doing. He'd felt your gaze on him throughout the day, your eyes dragging eagerly down his frame, concentrated on the tight swimwear he'd chosen for the day at the pool.

So hearing your poorly-muffled moans from down the hall hadn't shocked him in the slightest.

He slipped out of bed, checking to be sure that your mother was still fully asleep on her side of the bed. He shut the door behind him, padding softly down the hallway to stand outside of your room.

The door was shut, but barely concealing any sound. He could hear the soft squeak of your bedsprings, your hips surely bucking up around your fingers as your other hand covered your mouth.

The squeaking started getting louder and faster, and before he could think twice about what he was going to do, Aaron burst through the door, towering over your mortified frame on the bed.

"Oh my god!" You scrambled for a blanket, your nude form displayed for him over the mattress, "Oh my god, oh my god!"

Aaron realized that your words were still muffled, even though both of your hands were keeping a blanket draped over you. His eyes drifted to your mouth, his stomach lurching as he noticed one of his ties stuffed between your teeth to muffle your moans.

It gave him all the confidence he needed, stepping forward and reaching for the tie. You spit it out in humiliation, your eyes clenched shut as you avoided his intimidating eye contact.

"I don't think this belongs to you." He mused, his voice low and slightly raspy.

"Aaron, I- I'm so sorry," You started, tears brimming in your eyes and wetting your lashes, "I swear nothing like this will ever happen again, I- I didn't mean to cross any boundaries or anything-""

As soon as your mouth opened wide to accommodate your words, Aaron stuffed his slick, spit-stained tie back into your mouth. Your eyes flew open at the silky material on your tongue, meeting his in confusion.

"Keep quiet," He perched on the edge of your bed, sitting below your hips and watching your gaze follow his movements intently, "We can't wake up your mom."

"I- Are you going to..." You didn't dare finish your question, too scared of rejection, and perhaps equally intimidated by a confirmation.

"Yes." He raised his eyebrows, checking once for permission, "Do you want me to?"

You hesitated for only a moment, then nodded eagerly. He let a soft smile take over his features, the expression sending a swarm of butterflies through your tummy.

"I thought so. Okay, sweetheart, hands off. It's my turn now."

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inkdrinkerworld · 1 year

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you’re more than the rest

pairing: stepdad!aaron x fem!reader

wc: 2.5k

cw: smut, 18+ ONLY, MDNI, angst, feelings of being used for sex, reassurance, mentions of cheating [doesnt actually happen], oral [fem! receiving], aaron with a beard, p in v penetration, overstimulation, mentions of edibles

Being with your mum alone was nice for the couple of months that Aaron was away, but you missed him.

Sometimes you hated his job, when he had to be away for months- but most times you loved how much he cared for other people.

“Mum, do you think that it’ll be weird when Aaron comes back?”

You’re both having dinner, and there’s a tray of cookies cooling on the counter.

“I’m not sure, maybe it will be. He’s been gone for three months.”

You hope nothing between you and Aaron will change.

After dinner, while you munch on some of the cookies, your mind spirals to Aaron and him seeing other people while there and your chest starts to burn.

“He wouldn’t,” you try to convince yourself, but your mind has spiraled and it’s not stopping.

You try to distract yourself, but moments of silence just bring the thoughts back and you groan.

Reaching into your bedside draw, you reach for the brownies and cut it in half and have it.

You wait for the effects of the marijuana to kick in before laying down to fall asleep.

The next morning, you hear your mum talking and squealing and without thinking make your way downstairs to see what all the noise is about.

“Y/n, look Aaron’s back!” she says, hanging off your stepfather and you just nod.

“Welcome back,” you don’t meet his eyes, your thoughts from last night compounded with your mother hanging off him doesn’t really make you feel that friendly towards him.

He hadn’t called you once, but you’d heard your mother on the phone with him at least twice for the week.

You don’t stick around the house much longer, showering and then yelling at the bottom of the stairs, “I’m going out for a run and then to the beach!”

You stay out all day, hoping that Aaron won’t be waiting up for you- but that’s a silly thought.

You open the front door well after nine and you find him sitting at the breakfast table on his phone.

“Hey,” you say sort of awkwardly, holding your wet clothes in your hand as Aaron raises his head.

“You had a good run?” he asks it like he hasn’t been away for months, like he hasn’t not spoken to you in those months he’s been gone.

His voice sounds different to you though, and he looks different thanks to his beard.

“Uh yeah, it was good.” a few beats of silence pass, “I’m gonna go shower, good night.”

Aaron doesn’t try to stop you, he only calls out, “There’s dinner in the microwave.”

You stay in your room after your shower till you hear his bedroom door close.

As the weeks pass on, you and Aaron don’t revert to your usual relationship, instead you hardly talk to him and when you notice the hickey on his neck at breakfast you get the tightness in your chest again.

It’s like your chest caves inward and when you spot it, you can’t unsee it.

“What are you doing today?” your mum asks you and you turn to her.

“I was thinking of going out with Jesse to the beach again? The sun’s out and the waves are supposed to be good.”

Aaron perks up at that, “Who’s Jesse?”

Your mum jumps into explanation about how you’d met Jesse while you were out surfing a couple weeks after he’d left.

Aaron stares at you with accusatory eyes but you ignore him.

“Yeah, we’ll probably get lunch before I come back. I’ve got to be ready for my shift at 3.”

Your mum nods and waves you off, telling you to, “have fun,” while Aaron just stares after you.

It’s only when you’re about to leave that he corners you at the top of the stairs.

“Who’s Jesse really?” he asks, and you roll your eyes.

“Exactly who mum said he is.” you say but he doesn’t move away. It rubs you the wrong way how he insinuates that you’ve done something wrong, when he’s the only one that has according to your little ‘relationship.’

“You’re not fucking him?”

You scoff and almost laugh, “No, but if I was what would it matter? You’ve been gone for three months, you spoke to me a total of zero times while you were there and then you come home and are littered with hickeys.”

Aaron’s bravado flakes a little at the tone in your voice. You’re hurt more than anything and he hates that it’s because of him.

“Maybe what we were doing shouldn’t happen anymore. You’ve gotten good at ignoring me, so maybe we should keep doing that.”

You don’t give him time to respond as you duck under his arm and walk out of the house, getting in your car and sniffling.

“You’re not going to cry,” you coach yourself as you pull out of the driveway and make your way to the beach.

Jesse suspects your poor mood and does his best to cheer you up, but you’re bad company and apologise for it profusely.

“C’mon, we’ll get ice cream and cheesecake and you’ll go home and take a nice nap.”

You both do that, but you make an extra stop on your way back to get another pair of brownies for the week.

The next week, thanks to both of your jobs you hardly see Aaron and it’s sad to have him so close and not be able to actually have him, but also it makes you wonder if you’ve always been that easy to be without.

You’re munching on the last of your brownie and doing some case studies when there’s a knock on your door.

“Come in,” you’re half expecting it to be your mother, with some new request for a dessert that week.

You’re met with Aaron though, Aaron who hasn’t shaved his beard and looks a little worse for wear.

“Can we talk?” he asks and you nod, setting your work aside.

“Go ahead.” you prompt and he nods.

“I want to apologise for cornering you in the hall last week,” he starts and you hum. “And accusing you of being with someone else. That wasn’t right.”

You nod, expecting that to be the end of the conversation.

“I meant to call you, I did. But I couldn’t. Every time I picked up the phone I knew I wouldn’t be able to not talk to you. I missed you so much, and talking to you and hearing your voice would’ve made me come home a lot sooner than I did.”

Your eyebrows bunch together, “Did you leave before the job was finished?”

Aaron shakes his head, “No, we finished it earlier than expected.”

“Good.” there’s a question on the tip of your tongue, but you can’t ask it for fear of the answer.

Aaron can see it written on your face. “I didn’t.” He’s firm as he says it, but also sincere. “I couldn’t even think of anyone but you. You’re always on my mind, sweetheart.”

The nickname makes you crack though, and tears fall fast down your cheeks. “You’re covered in them,” you choke the words out and he shakes his head.

“They’re all over your neck Aaron, I can’t believe you. And I know you have to keep up appearances, but that,” you point to the two spots on his neck, “feels like a betrayal.”

He cups your sticky cheeks, thumbs dragging across your face to collect the tears.

“You can’t just leave and not talk to me and make it seem like you couldn’t care less about me while you’re gone and come back and get pissy with me because you expect everything to fall back into place.” your chest is heaving, but Aaron knows you need to get this out.

“I’m not a toy or something to just be used whenever she’s not available.”

“I’m so sorry baby,” he coos, lips pressing to your nose and the apples of your cheeks. “I’m sorry I made you feel like this.”

Aaron pulls you away from your desk and to your bed, sitting you in his lap as he grabs your tv remote.

Three episodes of your show later, Aaron whispers, “I don’t think you’re a toy or some backup to her. You’re my girl,” he kisses your temple.

“My only girl, I know you don’t want this anymore; but I’m always gonna be here okay?”

The next week your mum goes on a vacation with her friends and after your chat with Aaron you feel better.

You’re not actively going to work because of your exams and midweek you’re exhausted when Aaron finds you on the couch surrounded by your books.

“You good?” he asks, setting a bowl of take out before you.

“Exhausted and nothing is sticking.” you whine, Aaron sits beside you as he shucks off his suit jacket.

“You keeping that beard?” you ask suddenly and he laughs.

“I’m not sure yet,” his hand reaches to scratch at the hair on his cheeks and chin. “Do you like it?”

He hopes you do, he had remembered vaguely that you’d mentioned how good facial hair looks on men.

“Mhm, makes you look less like a scary dad.” your head falls to his lap, a deep sigh passing your lips.

“I’m not scary,” he muses and you open one eye to look at him.

“Not in a bad way, in a sexy way.” you say the words and something in the air shifts.

“In a sexy way?” Aaron prompts for a little more insight.

You take the bait, “Yeah, in a way that’s just a turn on. I don’t know how to explain it, Aaron. That’s just the vibe you exude.”

He nods and then points to your food, “Eat it before it gets cold, sweetheart.” You missed him calling you sweet names and it makes your belly warm.

“You can’t do that to me,” you murmur and his eyebrows pull together.

“Do what?”

“Call me that. It’s doing things to me.”

Aaron shakes his head; you’d always been a little bolder when it came to telling him things like this.

“Things? I don’t have a clue as to what you mean, baby.” he has every clue as to what you mean.

“You’re trying to distract me with your pretty face and pretty words.”

And it’s very clearly working. You’ve both missed each other, so much that now that you’re alone, the sexual tension is much much higher.

But after your conversation, Aaron hasn’t been wanting to do anything sexual just in case it hasn’t been what you wanted.

“M’not trying to do anything. If you need something from me, you have to tell me. You know that.”

You sit up in his lap, hands crossed behind his neck as you stare directly in his eyes.

“I want you to fuck me,” you say it plainly. “I want you to fuck me like you missed me.”

Aaron is quick to claim your lips, mouth molding to your own. He has missed you, so so much.

He had spent almost every night desperate to hear your voice but afraid he’d break down and leave all the bad behind to come home to you.

“I missed you so fucking much,” he breathes, standing and carrying you to your room. “You’re all I thought about every fucking night.”

Aaron doesn’t give you a chance to bask in his confession as he lays you down on the bed, his hands spreading your thighs and groaning when your shorts roll up your thighs.

“You’re gorgeous,” he compliments, hands roaming your body with care- his lips aren’t far behind.

“Aaron please, I’ve been needing you,” his forehead drops to your lower stomach and he groans.

“Baby,” his words are sharp inhales. “You’re going to ruin me.” his hands slip into your pants, dragging them to the floor while his lips kiss at your newly exposed skin.

“Don’t hold back,” he swears if you’re quiet he’ll be back to a place without you even though you’re right there.

You couldn’t if you tried, Aaron’s mouth was skilled at eating you out. Every part of your cunt was wet with either your own slick or his spit but god if you weren’t turned on.

“Aaron please,” you beg, hands reaching for his hair when he slips two fingers into the soppy messy that is your cunt and presses against your g-spot immediately.

His beard adds so much more stimulation that your orgasm crests fast.

“I’m not stopping you, pretty girl,” he sucks at your clit and you scream, back arched as you cry out only his name and ‘oh god,’s.

“You’re so fucking good for me.” he presses his fingers into your mouth and groans when your tongue swirls around them.

“I need to be in you,” Aaron whispers and you nod, hands reaching for his hips to pull him closer so his hard on rubs against your cunt.

“I missed you,” you admit as he lines up and he brackets you with his forearms- sinking into your warm cunt without a barrier. “Fuck you’re bigger.”

Aaron chuckles at that, beard scratching your neck as he nips at your skin there.

“I’ve been needing you.” he murmurs, hips snapping shallowly at first to get you used to the stretch again.

When you are, your hands can’t stop dragging down his back or chanting his name.

Aaron lasts much longer than you’d thought he would and in the process he pulls three orgasms from you and when your brain is addled with only thoughts of him and your thighs can’t stop quivering he pauses.

“No no,” you beg, slick hands trying to go to his hips but he pins them both above your head.

“You’re the only one,” he says seriously. “You’re not just sex or a body, you’re my favourite girl and you’ll always be.” he says and you nod, tears wetting your waterline as he starts fucking you again.

“You’re mine and I’m yours. Only yours.” he promises as he fills you up, your orgasm meeting his.

Aaron is gentle as he cleans you up, hands moving with care and diligence and when you reach for him as he slips you into his shirt he can’t help but lay beside you.

“I meant it.” he says gently, you curl into him, head laying on his bare chest. You map his freckles as you weigh your answer.

“I know, and I know I’m not being used when it’s us. I’m sorry I said that.”

Aaron shakes his head and tips your chin upwards.

“Nothing to be sorry about, I made you feel like that without meaning to, but I did. And I’m sorry that I did. I’ll never do it again.” he kisses you and wipes away the tears that fall.

“You’re the only one I love. I love you.” he whispers and you sniffle.

“I love you too, more than everyone else.”

Aaron rubs your back and when your belly rumbles he laughs, “I’ll go get your takeout, and your ice cream.”

“You have to eat with me,” you know he hasn’t eaten since lunch time. “Please.” you give him a pout and puppy dog eyes and Aaron caves, sitting up in your bed with the promise of two forks, food, ice cream and water.

You’re just glad to have him back, the weeks without him were awful and you never want that again.

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maschotch · 2 years

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First anon here again and yeah the other anon isn’t lying, there’s this fic where hotch is the stepdad 😭😭😭😭 You really aren’t missing anything good 🥲 I mean I get that everyone can have fantasies and that’s normal but… stepdad??? Really???

I’m waiting for the day when we read a ffic where Hotch dates a woman in his 40s thats not white and cis and petite like the other anon said!

And also more trans!reader fics! 😁

THE STEPDAKDJJSHSJAJSKJDKSJDMDJ

i look forward to the cm fandom twenty years from now where the average age is 40-50 and we get some realistic x reader fics. maybe by then i’ll even find s10 hotch attractive aksjaksj so i’ll actually read them…. I’LL be y/n…….

more trans fics in general akhdkshdj WHERE are the trans autsitic hotch fics 😔😔😔

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literallyprentissstwin · 7 years

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Heartbreak - Aaron Hotchner x Reader

this was requested by an anon <3

Prompt: #93 - “Are you cold?”

Characters: Aaron Hotchner, Y/N Y/L/N, mention of Reader´s family

Warnings: angst, hurt/comfort, mention of violence & torture

A/N: i know i kinda did a similiar thing for rossi already but this was the only idea which popped into my mind as soon as i read the prompt! i hope you all like it. :)

Y/N couldn´t believe it. She actually refused to believe it. How could she not have seen it? She´s a damn profiler for god´s sake.

The team was called in on a case in Knoxville, Tenessee, Y/N´s hometown. She hasn´t been there since her mothers funeral and she wasn´t all that happy to return home. Was it actually still her home?! Nevertheless, she stood by her team and flew out with them. They were looking for an unsub who kidnaps women and after torturing them for two days, he kills them and dumps them on the side of the road like some piece of trash. The team soon found out that all the women were sucessful in life. They had a well-paid job, a loving family and an overall good reputation. On Day 2 of the case, their latest victim, Tracy Lennon, managed to escape and gave them a perfect picture of the unsub. As soon as Y/N saw the drawing she knew this must been a bad joke or something. The man portrayed on the picture was her stepdad. At first, she refused to believ it, but the longer she kept thinking about it, the more she knew that he would be capable of doing such things. He always refused to believe that women were able to be good at their jobs or to lead a company. For him, they only belonged in the kitchen at home.

Another day went by and soon, they caught him. Luke was escorting him to an interrogation room where someone would be questioning him soon. Y/N saw her stepdad passing by and suddenly, she felt incredibly overwhelmed with emotions. She needed a break. Without thinking, she headed outside and took a few steps away from the police department to clear her head. She was so deep in thoughts that she forgot that it was freezing outside and soon, she started to shiver but she really couldn´t care less. She would still live, something which was taken away from the women by her cruel stepdad.

“Are you cold?”, Y/N suddenly heard someone say from behind her and slowly, she started to turn around coming face to face with Aaron Hotchner.

“Y-Yeah, kinda.”, she replied, still violently shaking.

Hotch nodded and put her coat, which he brought along with him from inside, carefully around her shoulders. Y/N immediatley pulled the coat tighter around her fragile frame, welcoming the warmth it was giving her.

“Thank you!”, she whispered and gave him a small smile which he returned.

“Are you okay?”, he then asked, concern lacing in his voice.

Y/N sighed. “Well, I´m as okay as I can be. At least, I´m still alive. I should have seen this earlier. These women could still be alive.”

Aaron took a quick step towards Y/N and put a comforting hand on her shoulder.

“This is not your fault. How could you possibly have known this?”

“I knew him. I knew that there was something weird about him. Everytime I came to visit my mom and told her about my job and how everything finally started to makesense, he always got quiet, but annoyed and always told me that I´m not good enough and that I probably slept my way up to the top. He was the main reason I didn´t return home anymore. Because of him, my mom and I fought a lot and haven´t talked it out before she died. He already caused so much damage to my family. Why did he have to put another family through so much pain? How can I not feel guilty when, obviously, he killed all those women who portrayed me in a way? He was angry with me, but took it out on others. So, yes, Hotch, I think that this is my fault.”

“Y/N, you need to listen to me. This wasn´t your fault. You didn´t torture or kill those women. It was all him. There was no way that you could have known that he would go this far. You need to stop blaming yourself or otherwise, it will eat you up and haunt you forever.”

Y/N simply stared at her boss, a few tears glazing her eyes. Hotch then did the one thing he thought was right in that moment, which would bring her more comfort than words. He engulfed the agent in a hug and held her close to his chest. Hotch felt Y/N grasping at his coat, pulling herself closer to him.

“Everything will be alright. I promise.”, he said as he rubbed small circles on her back. This was when the damm broke and heavy sobs wrecked Y/N´s body. All the emotions she held in over the last days finally flooded out. Here she was, crying for the women who lost their lives, crying for her family, crying for herself.

Maybe Hotch was right and eventually would be alright again. It would take a while but Y/N knew that she doesn´t have to got through this alone. She had her BAU family and this was all that mattered to her right now.

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ddejavvu · 2 years

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maybe for mvm : stepdad!hotch letting u c0ckwarm him while he’s working.. and ur clenching around him so much he can barely focus

today is multiverse monday! send me any au you can think of :)

mwah mwah mwah thank you for the stepdad!hotch thoughts you're feeing my horny little brain

this post is 18+ (and so are its characters) and dark, minors dni.

Aaron's jaw clenched just as your cunt did, squeezing his cock as you laid against his chest while he worked.

"Sweetheart," He murmured, his lips brushing your temple as he turned to speak to you, your chin hooked over his shoulder, "I can't really concentrate when you're doing that."

"Doing what?"

"Tease." Aaron griped, pinching your hip lightly.

You let out an indignant cry, your hips lifting slightly away from his own. His cock slid partially out of you, and the groan that came from Aaron's throat as you slowly sunk back onto him was borderline feral.

"Go back to work, slacker," You teased, grinning cheekily up at him.

"You fuckin' brat," He scoffed, "You're gonna regret that when I finally have the time to fuck you."

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ddejavvu · 1 year

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hey!! i saw your post about step dad hotch… I AM RIGHT THERE WITH YOU. i wanted to share this idea i had in case you have the time and interest to write it: (somno + very light breeding in here too) reader is sleeping on her stomach in her room and aaron had a long day at the office (daddy works hard) and needs to relieve some stress, maybe reader’s mom is asleep or out of town, so he comes in her room, takes off his suit jacket off and neatly folds it on a dresser, ROLLS HIS SLEEVES UP, and then crawls on her bed and straddles the backs of her thighs, yada yada this is where you work your magic, then before he leaves he pushes his cum back into her where it was leaking out maybe murmurs something about it being “where it belongs��. idk if the reader would wake up or not but i would be super grateful if you have the chance to write this #WELOVEYOUSTEPDADHOTCH

this post is 18+ and dark, minors dni.

!!!!!!!! so this is consensual somno for those concerned, but still dark (consensual free use agreement), so don't like, don't read.

There's only one thing on Aaron's mind as he pulls into the garage, clicking the door sensor so that it lowers behind his car: you. Your mother is away for the week on business, though he's almost certain she's messing around with her secretary, so he'd proposed an arrangement with you.

Since you're not often able to be together whenever you want, typically hiding away or keeping quiet, Aaron suggested that you took up a free use agreement. You hadn't quite understood at first, but as he'd explained the concept to you, your thighs had clenched, and he knew he had you. Eagerly you'd accepted his offer, waiting with growing anticipation for when he'd need to use you.

Pity you wouldn't be awake to appreciate the first time.

Aaron doesn't even bother taking his jacket off, socked feet pounding against the carpeted stairs towards your room. Your door is left open only a few inches, and even though he knows your mother won't be home for days, he shuts and locks it after he steps in.

You're a vision, splayed out on your stomach, cheek pressed into your pillow. It means that the sleep shorts you have on are not only on display, but they're riding up to showcase the globes of your ass.

Peeling them off is easy, and Aaron sheds his own clothing, jacket draped neatly over your dresser. You don't wake at the sound of the button hitting the wood, and he rolls his sleeves up quietly.

He takes more time with your panties than your shorts, pressing one of his long, thick fingers against your slit. He makes sure to put the most pressure against your clit, the tip of his finger nudging it. It twitches under his touch, and he smiles to himself.

You don't stir as the mattress dips, Aaron's knees on either side of your thighs. You don't wake at the sound of his belt unbuckling either, or at the feeling of your panties being peeled away from your pussy.

His cock lays heavy and thick in his hand, hardening by the second as his eyes roam your figure. Your ass is bared, and the smallest glimpse of your pussy peeks out from beneath your curves.

Aaron slots his cock under your ass, pressing it just like he had his finger up to your slit. You shift at the warmth, brows furrowing ever so slightly. Then he slides a hand beneath your ass, prodding gently at the lips of your cunt and spreading them to allow for easy access. Normally, he'd watch, riveted, as your greedy cunt swallowed his cock. But because you're on your stomach, he can't, so he guides with his fingers instead. it means that, not only do you have his thick digits pressing at your core, but his cock, too, which slides in with surprising ease. Apparently you're even easier to work up when you're sleeping than when you're awake, which is saying something considering last night's makeout session had you dripping.

"Good," He breathes, voice no more than a whisper in the darkness of your room, "Good job, sweetheart."

What he's praising you for is, of course, nothing. You don't move, you don't whine, you don't delay his pleasure in the slightest. It's like you know you're meant for his cock, lying there and taking it without a hitch.

When he ruts into you, his hips give it steam he hadn't meant to. It means that you rock forwards slightly, head bumping the headboard. He dips down, still slowly getting a pace set, and kisses your cheek where it's facing him on your pillow.

"Sorry, angel." He murmurs, tilting his head to rest his forehead against your heated skin, "You're okay."

The more he dotes on you, kisses to your jaw, nose nuzzled into your cheek, a hand steadying your hips as they shake, the harder it gets to restrain himself. Until finally, he's jackhammering into you, concern for your sleep schedule be damned. He needs you, and he needs you now.

"Shhh," He rasps, watching your eyelids flutter momentarily, "S'okay, honey, 's just me."

He's not sure if you really register the situation, because you don't force yourself awake to enjoy it. The soothing sound of his voice must have had you drowsy again, because no sooner have your eyes drifted open than they shut again, a soft whine spilling from between your dewy lips.

He finishes with a deep, throaty groan, muffled through gritted teeth into the skin of your neck. He kisses up the side of your throat on the way back up, then catches your lips.

"Thank you, honey." He croons, nudging his nose against a flyaway hair and tucking it away from your face, "You make the perfect toy."

When he pulls out, his cum oozes from your cunt, threatening to spill over your sheets. He rushes to plug you with his fingers, reaching for your panties amidst your tossing and turning. Or, attempted tossing and turning.

"Hold still, baby," He coos, dark eyes meeting your drowsy ones as you peer blearily up at him in the dark, "Everything's okay. Just cashing in on our agreement. That okay?"

You nod, somewhat uncoordinatedly, "Thanks, Aaron."

"Thank you, sweetheart," He slips your panties over your legs, and you let him clothe you after he pulls his fingers out. He gives a soft pat to your mound, "There, right where it belongs. Now go back to sleep," He murmurs, leaning down to kiss you, and in doing so, pressing his cum-stained fingers against your jaw, "And tomorrow, you can be awake for everything I do to you."

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ddejavvu · 1 year

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for multiverse monday & stepdad!hotch—

hotch tells himself he puts a teddy bear nanny cam in your room to make sure you don’t do anything with the partners you bring home…

but how can he help himself from enjoying the view when he hears you touching yourself and saying his name?

today is multiverse monday! send me any au you can think of :)

this post is 18+ and dark, minors dni.

It's precautionary, he tells himself, because you bring people home sometimes, and he wants to watch out for you.

And watch you he does, eyes dark and body numb as your fingers gently spread the lips of your cunt apart, delving between them to gather slick that's sticky in your folds. The nanny cam isn't exactly 1080P, so he's struggling to focus on the details, but your blurry image sends heat south just the same, and the moan that comes out grainy through the mic only makes things worse.

The monitor is in his lap, and his hand subconsciously shifts it to press to his bulge. It means that the vibrations of the speakers as you whimper at each brush of your fingers against your needy clit buzz straight to his dick, now stunningly hard in his jeans.

You seem to be noticing that your moans are less than muffled. To fix it, you stuff three fingers of your clean hand into your mouth, heavy on your tongue to quiet yourself down. Your lips wrap around them as you lick and suck at the digits, occupying your mouth so that you don’t give yourself away. A pang of arousal shoots to Aaron’s cock as he imagines it between your lips instead, your tongue kitten licking its tip and smearing spit on its underside.

The more your fingers glide through your cunt the faster they go, thumb nudging your clit every time your hand circles back. Aaron watches your feverish ministrations, jaw tightening and teeth clenching so hard they’re ready to crack. When, finally, your mental fantasy reaches an all time high, you gasp, mouth falling open around your fingers while desperate, greedy gasps escape your lips.

He almost misses it, a breathy, needy, ‘Aaron’, but the feeling of your words pulsing against his cock fans his flames, and before he can stop himself he’s cumming in his jeans. He can’t process the bliss raging through him or the fact that you’ve just moaned his name while cumming, which leaves him a stiff, silent mess on the edge of his bed.

He feels like a horny teenager, spying on a girl and cumming in his pants. And he supposes it’s fitting considering that you’re much less distant from your teenage years than he is. While they’re a fuzzy blur for him, they’re probably still fresh in your mind. It’s for that reason that he docks the monitor, standing up to take a cold shower. It’s not right, his attraction to you. Even less so considering you’re supposed to be a step-daughter to him, even if that’s not how he sees you. So he’ll windowshop. He won’t touch, but he will look.

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ddejavvu · 2 years

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for mvm can you do stepdad!Hotch maybe it’s his birthday week/weekend and mom is away on work vacation so he takes the entirety of it off from work to just fuck you wherever he pleases without having to hide.

today is multiverse monday! send me any au you can think of :)

i woke up to this and immediately was excited for the day

this post is 18+ (and so are its characters) and dark, minors dni.

"Aaron," Your moan muffles against the cold, hard kitchen counter, your breasts pressed flat against the shiny surface, "Aaron, we're- aah! - making a mess!"

It's true. You can feel his cum drip lewdly down your thighs, and you know it'll be smeared over the kitchen floor. It's obscene to think about, and it swells a wave of pleasure in your tummy.

"Doesn't matter," Aaron grunts from behind you, his cock pistoning rapidly in and out of your abused cunt, "We'll clean it up later."

"But- but what if she finds out?" It's common courtesy of you both to refrain from mentioning your mother in any other terms than 'she'. Aaron doesn't want to think about his wife while he's pounding her daughter, and you don't want to think about your mom while getting pounded by her husband.

"How's she gonna find out, sweetheart?" Aaron chuckles deeply into your ear, his teeth nipping at the sensitive skin there, "Y'think she's comin' home early?"

"No, but-"

"This is our chance," He reminds you, his strong arms curled around your waist as he presses you flush against the counter, "'Thought this was my birthday present, sweetheart?"

"It is," You whimper, lips slick with drool that seeped from your mouth torn open in a silent scream, "'Wanted to make it special for you."

It is special for him. Your slick cunt, already ravaged by no less than three orgasms, is throbbing tirelessly around him as you approach your fourth. He's not even sure if you're controlling the contractions, or if your pretty pussy is so spent that it's quivering on its own. Whatever it is, though, it feels heavenly around his strained cock, and you shudder in his arms as the head prods at your g-spot.

"It is special," He feels the tremble of your stomach, your legs giving out as you reach your forth orgasm. You sob pathetically into the countertop, drool pooling under your tongue as your eyes flutter shut. He stares down at you, pounding into you harder to chase his own release. It comes when a pretty tear slides down your cheek, your limbs spent and your cunt stinging.

"Shit," He wishes there weren't a condom between you, because a real birthday present would have been a filthy creampie, but he's content to safely ravage you, "I love my present, baby, this is the best birthday I've ever had."

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