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maschotch · 2 years

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I’m watching 10x20 and “I make a mistake, a change of clothes fixes that. You make a mistake, and I lose my daughter” Jesus CHRIST and also how did Roy know that Haley basically died because of hotch🤨🤨 he’s not wrong but how did he Know

roy probably knew at least a little about the situation when haley went into witness protection; with his daughter and grandchild in hiding for who knows how long and his ex-son-in-law’s face splayed over the papers, im sure even if that was all he knew that it would be enough to realize this was hotch’s fault. hotch also doesnt seem like someone who would try to hide it. i bet he probably pulled roy aside at/around the funeral and told him what happened. considering he already knew haley’s struggles with hotch’s work, plus hotch likely taking more of the blame than he should, it’s not surprising for roy to hold hotch responsible for his daughter’s death

thats genuinely such a fucked up line tho oh my god akdhsjd roy was NOT pulling his punches with that one. but again, im not really surprised that he would grow bitter and resentful towards the easiest target—especially since hotch blames himself for it too. he hates himself for what happened nearly as much as roy does. (its also highly probably that roy blames himself as well, thinking “why did i let her get involved with him,” and “why couldnf i protect my own daughter.” hotch is an outlet for roy’s guilty conscience—something he likely already knows and accepts as part of his penance. he doesnt think he deserves to be forgiven, and he’s not so cowardly as to make excuses).

im not sure if its more or less fun if hotch had always had a strained relationship with roy, or if the gap between them came from anger and bitterness over this tragedy. theres a special kind of drama that comes from haley’s father/family not approving her marriage. if haley and jess spent their time defending hotch from their parents’ scrutiny, i think it adds an extra layer of hurt for roy, jess, AND hotch when roy gets to say “i told you so” at his daughter’s grave. but i think theres also something to be said about roy and hotch having a relatively normal relationship (likely distanced since the divorce, but still not at the point of outright hatred), but this even being enough to completely shatter that. im never quite sure which one is more interesting: especially given what we know about roy’s good nature. has hotch always been on roy’s bad side or has hotch finally done enough to earn the wrath of a good man?

#it was really interesting for them to add more about the consequences of foyet’s attack five years later #and how even in death foyet is still affecting hotch’s life #its a reminder to us that hotch has NEVER let this go—and that the people around him havent either #asks #aaron hotchner #haley #oof and the way roy’s like ‘tbh im fine having alzheimers bc soon i wont remember this pain’ FUCK dude thats wild #also cue reid a season later crying ‘my mom has alzheimers and nobody in the world understands what im going thru’#as if hotch isnt. right there #just like what happened with maeve lol #n e ways this was v interesting #i always love talking ab hotch’s relationships w others—especially if its bonds that hurt him

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gogomatthew · 8 months

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DAY 1 OF KINKTOBER: EAR PLAY

KT masterlist here 🎃💗

Dom!Spencer x fem!reader

summary: Your boyfriend has a theory about you that he is desperate to prove and after you drop a little comment about him not being dominant.. the opportunity presents itself

warnings: ear play, dom!sub dynamics, squirting, fingering MINORS AGELESS BLOGS DNI ! 18+

The way you flinched away every time someone would whisper into your ear or fix your earpiece made a shiver run down your boyfriends back. He had a theory about you and he knew just how to prove it.

“I can be dominant! you just have to let me!” he exclaims pouring sugar by the pound into his coffee mug “I think the fact that you have to beg to be dominant kinda takes away the whole purpose” you giggle as you bringing your mug up to your mouth just as Hotch makes his way into the small kitchenette area at the BAU effectively stopping Spencer from yapping on about your sex life. He stoops his head down to your ear and whispers “ill prove it to you” his warm breath brushing your sensitive ear gives you goosebumps as he walks away chuckling ignoring the questioning glance from Hotch.

By the time you’re packing up your things and getting ready to leave the office for the day, you have come up with about 15 different ways to torture your boyfriend for the way he embarrassed you today but ultimately deciding against it due to the fatigue overtaking your body. The ride back home is mostly filled with comfortable silence, you assume its just because you’re both too tired too speak as he gives your thigh an occasional squeeze as you drive. You enter your shared apartment and make your way to your bedroom desperate to lay in the comfort of your own bed as Spencer follows hot on your heels. You lay down flat on your back letting out a strained sound. You see your boyfriend loosen his ty and kick off his shoes but you miss the look of hunger in his eyes. He crawls over you and his mouth grazes your ear lobe so gently “this is what you wanted all along isnt it?” his raspy voice sending shivers down your body as you try to squirm away from under him only for him to pin your hands over your head. “Who would’ve thought this was all I needed to do to have my way with you” he places an open mouth kiss to your ear lobe before taking it in his mouth and sucking on it causing you to let out a loud whimper “s-stop y-your not being a good boy” he thinks it’s funny yet impressive that you still want to take the dominant role even when you’re pinned under him. He takes your lobe out of his mouth and kisses it “im not? im just trying to make you feel good.. im giving you a what you want” his tone is teasing, he knows he has the upper hand here and he’s going to use it “all you have to do is let me baby.. tell me what you want” he finishes his statement with a lick down your ear “ah- ngh” you’re moaning from every touch already feeling overstimulated but needing more you start bucking your hips up desperately to get your message across but being quickly stopped by his large hand coming down to hold them in place “you have to say it baby cmon” you whine “p-please I want you to touch m-me” you look up pleading.

Hes never seen you like this before, hes never seen you this desperate, its always been the other way around but it was beautiful and he was becoming addicted to it very quickly “you can do better than that sweetheart” it sounds like he’s mocking you but to be honest he could get off just at the sight of you begging for him. “I need you please I need you to make me feel good I-I promise ill be good” you dont even care about how desperate you sound right now, not when his tounge brushes your ear so slowly as the sounds of his breath invade your hearing. Damn these profilers! he figured out your sensitive spot just by observing. He smiles down at you as his hands start roaming your body. He unbuttons whatever buttons his shaky hands manage to get too to watch your chest rising and falling with each sound of pleasure leaving your lips. He cups on of your boobs from under your bra gently playing with your nipple though his erratic movements and shaky breaths that give away how truly desperate he is too, not to mention his rock hard cock rubbing against your clothed thigh making him let out breathy moans in your ear every time he got some relief from the friction making you not feel TOO pathetic anymore. His hand slides down from your boob down your tourso until it reaches your hips, he unbuttons your jeans with one hand as he bites down on your ear a little harder than intended as you let out a yelp and loud strangled moan that reminds spencer to find out if you have a newly found pain kink in the future. He slips his hand under your panties as he starts circling your clit slowly. You feel tears start to well in your eyes desperate for more “faster please” he obeys and starts circling the bundle of nerves faster, he slides his fingers down between your folds until he reaches your opening, he slips 2 fingers in and without giving you time to adjust he starts pumping in and out of you with them.

He curls them at just the right spot enjoying the view of you squirming and your legs shaking as your thighs try to close in around his hand but he goes even faster pulling lewd sounds out of you “f-fuck!!” you turn your head denying him access only for him to move to your other ear and take it in his mouth “SPENCER!!” its all too much you’re practically screaming now “I-I cant please!” hes power drunk right now he cant even stop himself from moaning into your ear with every ounce of friction your thigh gives his aching cock “I- I need to cum- please let me!” part of him wants to deny you just like you have done to him multiple times but he wants you to enjoy this just as much as him so who is he to deny his baby? “im not gonna stop you.. go ahead and finish all over my fingers angel” his thumb comes up to rub your clit as he continues to pump into you “cmon dont keep me waiting” he tops it off with a nip at the shell of your ear. “AHHH-“ your screaming now moving frantically intentionally giving spencer some much needed friction. Relief washes over your body and you squirt all over his fingers. Its not new but it dosent happen very often but when it does.. it makes spencer incredibly cocky. He places a kiss on your ear making you shudder as you attempt to calm down from your orgasm as he takes his fingers out of your pussy and into his mouth “who knew all I needed to do was whisper in your ear” he laughs sweetly making you giggle slightly out of breath. You push him on the bed “you didn’t get to cum..” you give him a slight pout as he stares at you with admiration “I guess I just have to find your sweet spot now” lets just say you both didn’t get much sleep

A/N: first time participating on the writing end of kt hope you all enjoy!! reminder english isnt my first language. REBLOGS APPRECIATED!!

#criminal minds #spencer reid x reader #criminal minds x reader #spencer reid #spencer reid x y/n #spencer reid x you #spencer reid imagine #spencer reid smut #dom spencer reid #kinktober #ktober

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radiant-reid · 1 year

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Hiya! I love your writing and was just wondering if I could send a request for a blurb where Spencer and the reader are dating but the rest of the team doesnt know until they notice that Spencer will touch her whenever they're close enough (brushing his hand along her back, etc) because they know that Spencer isnt a big fan of actually touching people so if he's touching the reader more than needed, they know there has to be more to the story?

JJ, in her five years working with Spencer, and Hotch, after working with him for three more years than that, could both count the number of times he's hugged them on two hands.

To say he doesn't like physical touch would be an understatement. It isn't a criticism of him. It's just an idiosyncrasy that makes him, him.

It's normal, which is why they notice his behavioral change.

"Coffee," Spencer announces, walking back into the boardroom with a cup for you, Hotch, JJ, and himself.

You all thank him as he takes a seat next to you. Your left hand rests on your cup, and although he always uses his right-hand index finger to trace down pages of his book, he shifts his right hand to hold his coffee so the back of his hand can rest against yours.

They share a look, both of them confused about why he seems so casual to touch you. "Did he just..?" JJ trails off, whispering the question to Hotch.

"Yes, I think he did." He answers, both of them still trying to profile your interaction, but they know, especially when Spencer smiles.

Rossi picks up on it when he gets up to get coffee on the jet trip home. The two of you look like you're just casually sitting next to each other, but a further look standing above you lets him see that Spencer's hand is wrapped around your thigh.

He catches Hotch's attention, motioning for him to see the very uncommon sight of Spencer touching someone voluntarily.

When you get off the jet, Morgan and Emily notice. You throw your bag over your shoulder as Spencer does the same. Completely normal until his hand sneaks its way onto your back, touching you gently as he guides you off the jet.

"Something's up with them," Emily announces once you're out of earshot.

"I think they're dating," Rossi singsongs excitedly, a lover of all gossip.

"Oh, I have got to go get more information." Morgan decides with a grin, quickly followed by JJ and Emily who catch up with you and Spencer and order you to answer their questions.

#spencer reid #criminal minds #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x y/n #spencer reid x you #spencer reid fandom #spencer reid blurb

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hotchs-big-hands · 8 months

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ngl i would genuinely get off to making haley jealous and angry because of how fucking easy it is. my personal hc here but i think she was controlling and thought she had hotch wrapped around her finger and it infuriated her that his job was the only thing he refused to listen to her about. i also think she tried to baby trap him with jack in the assumption that would "fix" their marriage and when it only made it worse she blamed aaron for never being home when she easily couldve hired a nanny or regular babysitter so she could work or do whatever. i believe she cheated bc of that one phone call to their house when hotch answered and it was a random man asking for haley before hanging up and the look hotch gave her like yeah he knew she was fucking around too. i think it made her even angrier that when she filed for divorce hotch didnt even fight her onit! didnt ask to work things out or for counseling or anything. just "okay ill sign the papers when i get back from this case"

now assuming reader is mid twenties i think your very existence would have her enraged. aaron seems happier and even healthier. hes got more color in his face, hes put on some healthy weight, he smiles and laughs now, he takes more time off work, his life has clearly significantly improve since she left him and she cant fucking stand it. she thought she was the best thing that ever happened to him and now shes seeing in real time she's actually the worst thing ♥️♥️

and you thinks its funny as hell to watch a 40 year old woman with a whole ass kid be that bent out of fucking shape because the man SHE LEFT is fine without her. like yes maam i am younger than you, hotter than you, nicer than you AND i can ride the dick just right. stay pressed bitch 💕. and when she tries interfering in your relationship hotch asks you to put up with it just for a bit because he knows hack is still adjusting to coparenting and he wants the best for his son so you let him handle his exwife until she crosses a line and tries to accuse you of some shit and aaron finally puts his foot down and haley cant believe that shes really lost complete control over aaron (haha fuck you haley)

like i fantasize about a situation where haley is trying SOOOO hard to break yall up and drive a wedge between you two and it isnt until jacks birthday or some big family function aaron brought you too and haley cant help it but lowkey stalk yall all night and so youre like "aaron watch this" and you drag him off to some secluded corner and hes like ??? but you tell him "hold on baby give it a minute. bet you anything haley pops up" and then once you hear footsteps you give aaron a big fat smooch and surprise surprise!! whos coming around the corner? why its haleys stalker ass following you two like a creep!

i literally just want to cuck haleys pathetic ass because fuck her and her scraggly blonde hair and that nappy ass wig she had on in witness protection with her no-style-no-personality-all-about-me havin ass 😒😒😒😒

sorry this is such a convoluted mess i just hate that lady 😭😭

I NEEDN'T SAY MORE THIS IS EXACTLY MY THOTS I WANT THAT WOMAN SEEEETHING AT THE SIGHT OF AARON BEING HAPPY AND THRIVING. SHE WOULD ABSOLUTELY BE THE CRAZY EX WHO PROBABLY ENDS UP HARASSING YOU.

The SECOND she says smth nasty abt you Aaron is soooooo fucking pissed. She insults you saying you're just a whore sleeping with Aaron for his money (and cuz us babes are plus-size queens she HATES THAT) and that Aaron is not attracted to you.

And Aaron OOF he takes her to one side and tells her she is fucking nothing but the mother of his child now. That YOU are his everything. YOU make him the man he is now. He's fucking happy with you as the love of his life and that Haley made him chronically stressed and depressed and almost completely ruined his self esteem. He warns her to back the fuck off from him and reader. He does not want any communication with her unless it's to do with Jack. End of.

#cutie kenzie #aaron hotchner x reader #aaron hotchner #💌 ah asks #aaron hotch x reader #aaron hotchner imagine

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specialagentlokitty · 1 year

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Spencer x Male!reader - beautiful mind

I was wondering if I could request a Spencer Reid x Male reader, reader isnt exactly a trouble maker, trouble just always finds him. Reader is a fighter in an underground fight ring but he also sees and hears what going on that cops dont know about. The case the team are on reader always happeneds to be in the wrong place wrong time making people think he just might be the unsub. Reader only cooperates when Spencer talks to him, Spencer's softer nature makes reader feel less threatened. Maybe reader calls Spencer pretty boy and genuinely complements Spencer not just on how smart he is but that he has a beautiful mind - @xweirdo101x 💜

In your line of work you had to be good at remembering faces, so when you saw the same group of faces you had been seeing around for the past week, you immediately turned to the man next to you.

“Rex who are they? This is an exclusive event, I’ve never seen them…”

“No idea, but they knew the code to the door and all had tickets.”

You frowned a little and wiped some of the blood from your nose, gesturing for him to follow you into the back rooms.

You went to yours and sat down, waiting for a medic to come and check on you to make sure you were fine and didn’t have to go hospital.

Yes, this paid really well, but you couldn’t exactly tell them you were the leader fighter in an underground fighting ring.

“Boss…”

Rex pushed the door open and showed you the faces that had been appearing in the crowds recently.

“Fede.” He mumbled.

You looked at him and quickly gestured for them to come in.

You couldn’t afford anyone catching wind of there being cops in the building, so you had to keep it on the down low.

They introduced themselves and you wondered how screwed you were to have the FBI knocking on your door.

“Look, all of this is legal and I can bring the papers tomorrow.”

“We don’t care about the illegal fighting ring, we’re here for something else.” Derek said.

Hotch walked over and showed you a few photos.

“Don’t know em.”

“Well you should, these were your last opponent’s.”

“Look, whatever happens outside the ring ain’t none of my businesses okay? I’m a fighter inside the ring, and that’s it.”

“Except at every crime scene, guess who was there. You!” Emily snapped.

You rolled your eyes and rolled your shoulders a little, wincing at the pain that bloomed over the area.

“You’ve dislocated your shoulder.” Reid said.

“Wouldn’t be a shocker, I’ll deal with it.”

“You need to answer a few questions for us.” Rossi said.

“I don’t need to answer nothing man, get the hell outta here before I show you what a real fighter can do.”

“Are you threatening federal agents?” JJ mused.

“I’m threatening a bunch of people trespassing in my building. You don’t have my permission to be here, you wanna talk? You can talk to my lawyer.”

You clearly weren’t going to giving them any answers, and since they actually had no legal reason to arrest you they couldn’t do anything.

“Don’t leave town.” Hotch warned.

They went to leave as the medic was coming and Reid stopped.

“You need to put his shoulder back in place and put it in a sling, he shouldn’t fight for a few weeks.”

With that he left and you rolled your eyes at them.

A few days later the same thing happened, you just happened to be at the crime scene, since it happened in the hallway outside your apartment and there was blood all over your door.

That was all the reason they needed to arrested you, they cuffed you, shoved you in the back of the SUV and took you down to the station.

You sat in the interrogation room, hands cuffed to the table and you glared at anyone that entered the room.

“Come on, we know it was you. You knew all of them, you were there at every crime scene. What was it? Winning just wasn’t enough? Beating them wasn’t enough?” Derek asked.

“No, a big strong man like you? You want to prove that you’re the best right? Impress all the women in the crowd?” Emily asked next.

You scoffed a little, rolling your eyes as you leant back in the chair a bit.

“You just couldn’t control the bloodlust could you? Beating them was such a thrill you wondered what would happen if you took it a step further.”

You hummed a little, standing up rapidly rattling the cuffs and the table.

You jolted your shoulder, pain shooting through it but you ignored it and smirked wildly when you watched the two agents jumped back.

The two officers behind you shoved you back in the chair and held you in place.

“Scared?” You asked sweetly.

The two agents left the room and you grinned happily.

They all looked at you from behind the glass.

“We’re getting nowhere, and his lawyer isn’t responding to our calls.” JJ sighed.

“Place two more officers in the room.” Hotch said.

Emily went to find two more officers while Reid watched you through the mirror.

“Reid? What’s on your mind?” Rossi asked.

He snapped out his head and turned around.

“Can I get some ice?”

“Uhm, sure? I’ll get you some?”

JJ was confused as she left to grab some ice and when she came back Reid grabbed an empty evidence bag and put it in.

“Can you wait here?”

“You can’t go in there alone!” Derek hissed.

Before they could stop him he walked into the room, and stood on the other end of the table while you looked up at him.

“Doctor.” You greeted.

“I noticed your arm was giving you some trouble, can we put some ice on it?”

You thought for a moment before nodding your head, and Reid handed it to one of the officers to pressed to the injury.

“Do you get injuries like that a lot?”

“Part of the trade pretty boy, I’ve had worse.”

Reid glanced away a little flustered when you called him pretty boy but quickly turned his attention to you again.

“Worse?”

You looked at him.

He really didn’t look like an FBI agent, he looked like he couldn’t hurt a fly, so you felt no need to be standoffish with him.

He wasn’t a threat to you and he wasn’t forcing ridiculous scenarios on you.

“You know I’ll be out of this by the end of the day.”

“Your lawyer isn’t picking up his phone, we’ve tried calling numerous times. Do you know where he is?”

“No. But you don’t get in contact with Reeves, he gets in contact with you. He’ll know what’s going on, word travels fast in our community.”

Reid nodded his head.

“Can I ask you a few questions about last night?”

“You gonna accuse me of crap I never did? Because if you are you can get out right now I’m not interested in hearing one sided made up events.”

Reid smiled and shook his head.

“No, I’m not here to accuse you. I’ve been watching them team ask you questions, I thought I’d ask my own.”

“Fine, go ahead.”

Reid began asking his questions and unlike with the others you didn’t threaten him, you didn’t try intimidate or scare him away.

You sat there calmly told him every thing.

You got home late after seeing your doctor, you did an easy work out, got a shower and went straight to bed.

You told him you had cameras set up in your apartment by the door for security which would prove your story.

“Can we have access to that footage.”

“You gotta get my phone.”

Reid looked to the window and nodded his head.

A few minutes of silence and Rossi and Hotch came in, your phone in their hands and passed it over to you.

You unlocked it and went to the app you were searching for.

“Here, check for the other nights if you want I don’t care.”

Reid took your phone and looked at the footage from last night.

Just like you said, and he checked all the other nights too and you were home each night.

“Are there any other cameras we can see?” He asked.

“No. That’s it.”

You looked at the two older agents and raised your hands a little with a grin on your face.

“Can I go now? You’ve got nothing on me.”

“Stay in the area, we may have a few more questions for you.” Rossi said.

He uncuffed you and you rubbed your wrists before taking your phone back.

“You’ll be hearing from my lawyer about this don’t worry about that, I expect to see you lot in court you rat bastards.”

With that, you walked free with a huge grin.

They FBI didn’t dare to come near you again, but as you were leaving the bar after a few drinks, you found Reid looking around a bit lost.

“Doctor.”

You walked over and he seemed relieved.

“I need to ask you a couple more questions is that okay?”

You nodded, gesturing for him to walk with you.

“We believe whoever is doing this is doing it to get back at you. They know your schedule, the times you do things and where, is there anyone you can think off that would be after you?”

“Loads of people. If you’re not aware doctor, underground fighters don’t have many friends.”

“But is there anyone in specific who would know the ins and out of your daily life, what you do on certain days and when? I know you have a body guard, personal doctor, trainer and therapist but is there anyone else?”

“No, that’s it.”

Reid nodded his head and gave you a small smile.

“Thank you.”

He turned to walk away and you stopped him.

“You drive here?”

“No I walked it was into around the corner, we tracked your phone here since you weren’t home.”

“Right, I’ll walk you home then.”

“This is a safe town, the crime rate is significantly lower than most towns.”

“That so?”

Reid nodded and told you about the statics with crimes and towns and cities and why they varied from place to place.

His knowledge astounded you, how one human brain could retain so much information was beyond you but it was fascinating to say the least.

You were stood outside the police station at this point, you were leaning on a railing with your arms crossed over your chest.

“You got a great mind you know doc, incredibly smart.”

“Uhm.. thank you..” he mumbled.

You smiled.

“Keep that pretty head working, you’ll crack this case in no time I know it. But don’t be walking round at night alone. You wanna go somewhere you call me right? My people don’t like your people.”

Reid nodded his head and walked into the station and the next day he turned up at your gym while you were training.

“I’m starting to think you’re into me doc, what brings you by?”

You smirked and grabbed a towel, wiping the sweat from your face as you grabbed your shirt, walking to sit with him on a bench.

Reid was doing anything to avoid looking directly at you.

“We want your help with something, and.. and of course you don’t have to after what happened but we’d appreciate it.”

Taking a drink from your water you looked at him.

“There’s another fight coming up. We need to know who’s going to be there.”

“Come with me.”

Grabbing your stuff you led him to the far back of the gym, past some offices and into yours.

You closed the door behind the both you and you tossed your stuff on to a chair and grabbed some papers, holding them out.

“Records?”

“We may be underground doc but we keep records. It’s for security reasons.”

“Do you have anymore?”

“Yeah, hold on a sec, have a seat.”

Reid read through those ones you gave him while you looked for more and set them on the desk.

“Everything since the murders started, anything specific you’re looking for?”

“Do you have any pens or anything.”

Grabbing him some pens you set them down and sat in your chair watching him work.

“I’m creating a list of names that reoccurred during the fights you had, and with the one tonight since you’re supposed to be fighting, which by the way you shouldn’t the chances you’re going to dislocate your shoulder again is extremely high.”

“It’s the job. Like I said, I’ve had worse, not many rules in our fights.”

Reid started to mumbled to himself and you cracked a small smile as you watched him.

“It’s fascinating to watch you work. You think differently, don’t you? See things others can’t? Right doc?”

“Yes, I have an eidetic memory. Also you Uhm.. you can call me Spencer or Reid.”

“Do you want me to call you Spencer?” You whispered.

He swallowed nervously.

“I.. if you want…”

“Alright Spencer.”

He shuddered at the way you said his name but tried his best to focus on what he was doing.

Then he stopped.

“Does Reeves always work with you?”

“Only on nights I’m fighting. He had an injury, can’t fight.”

Reid snapped his head up.

“Do you know where he is right now?”

You shook your head.

“You need to come with me, now.”

You quickly got up, leaving everything behind including your shirt and followed Reid without question.

He took you to the station and you stood in front of his team while he explained what he figured and started writing things down.

“What does Reeves do while he’s not with you?” Hotch asked.

“No idea, I just pay him to keep pissed losers from me.”

“Do you know where we could find him?”

“Sure, hold on can I have a pen or something?”

Reid handed you a pen and you looked at the map, circling a few places.

“The bar will be closed, but there will be people inside, top underground fighters like myself, don’t go in there without major backup. The gym is mine, you need a keycard to get in so you can check the logs for that. The warehouse should be empty, but again, don’t go without backup there will be dogs and guards around the place.”

You gave them all the information they needed before pointing to Reid.

“Do not let him go, no offence Spencer but they will immediately try pick you out from a group, it just wouldn’t be safe.”

“He’ll stay, you need to stay here until we find Reeves.”

You shrugged a little and sat down while Reid phoned someone called Garica to help track down your bodyguard while the others rounded up all the men and women they could.

You were idly flicking through some books you found on the table while Reid helped his team.

Once they narrowed the places down, he hung up and all he could do was anxiously wait.

“Tell me some more interesting stuff pretty boy.”

“About what?”

You hummed a little.

“What do you know about underground fighting?”

You listened to Reid as he rambled about the statistics of underground fighting and hospital trips, how it could lead to early death and everything and anything else he could think of about it.

“Such a pretty face and such an amazing mind…” you mused.

“R.. really?”

“Yeah! You’re like hells smart Spencer, it’s amazing! Like, so freaking amazing.” You smiled.

Reid smiled back but he couldn’t reply because he was called away by an officer so you just sat there waiting.

The case was solved, Reeves was the one killing people trying to frame you because it turns out years ago he had his first fight with you and you broke his ribs meaning he couldn’t fight again.

It all made sense and you got ready to leave, having enough of hanging around a police station shirtless and bored.

“Great solve, I’m going.”

“Wait, we just want to apologise again for everything.” Emily said.

“You just don’t want me to sue your asses.”

“I mean that’s part of it.” Hotch chuckled, “but we do mean it, it was a rushed decision on our part.”

He held out his hand and you looked at it, nodding your head as you shook his hand and turned to Emily.

“By the way, I’m gay. And Spencer?”

He looked up and you winked.

“Call me pretty boy, I’d love to get to know more about the man beautiful that beautiful mind.”

With that you smirked and left, hands in your pockets as you heard Reid’s team teasing him about what just happened

#criminal minds #criminal minds x reader #criminal minds x y/n #criminal minds imagine #spencer reid x you #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x y/n #spencer reid imagine #spencer reid

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prentissvest · 1 year

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last minuets of quiet- Emily Prentiss x female/ reader

words- 1.1k

warnings- homophobia, death, case stuff, not great writing,I think that's it

you wake up to the feeling of your girlfriends warm hands moving up and down your arm in a sleepy state. Hotch has been giving everyone a lot more paperwork then usual recently and the hours you get at home have been minimal so you and Emily had decided to spend as much time together as possible out of work as you and Em have yet to tell the team about the relationship between the two of you.

its not that either of you are embarrassed or ashamed but privacy is not something you have a lot of, especially in your line of work. you have been together for almost two years now, not long after the second date Emily asked you to be her girlfriend and around the seventh date you moved into Emily's apartment.

an obnoxious ringing took you both out of your sleepy states, "prentiss." Emily says into the phone. "yes sir, ill be there soon" already knowing what the phone call was about you begin to get dresses when you feel two arms snake around your waist and Emilys head shuffle into the crook of your neck. "I don't want to go, its so nice here with you" Emily groans "me either Em but its our job" you said giggling Emily mumbling something incoherent then places a kiss to your jawline as she begins to get up and get ready herself.

the ride to the bau was short, Emilys apartment isnt far away as it is more convenient because Hotch often calls everyone in at random hours of the night.

Emilys hand shifts between the gearstick and your thigh for the entirety of the journey. you get out of the car around the corner of the bau so that it wasn't obvious that you had come here with Emily, with a team full of profilers your not sure how they had yet to figure out what was going o between the raven haired woman and yourself yet.

the team had gathered in the bullpen with tiered looks on their faces "in sorry to call you all in at such an early hour but we have a case"

the case was on six people whom had died and 1 who had gone missing more then seven hours ago the victims were found with large amounts of stab wounds, enough to class as overkill, and a cross carved into their hands, the team had information on the victims but they were trying to find the one thing that connects them all as the unsub didn't have a preference for gender nor race. "what If the unsub is targeting homosexuals" Reid suggests, Hotch turns to Garcia as she begins to do some digging for info. the tea, sits in silence while waiting for an answer "right on the money Reid, and each of the 6 victims have gone to the same gay bar within the last 4 months" Garcia says while still searching for more information like who they could have spoken to. "thank you Garcia, wheels up in 30" Hotch says nodding towards everyone.

you and Emily give each other the same knowing, pained look, you quickly speed off and get your stuff ready and head to the bathrooms as you know Emily will want to briefly talk to you before you all leave and its the one place where there is slight privacy.

Emily is not one to show emotion around people but with you she is an open book, yes you both have certain things that you prefer to keep to yourself but inevitably you end up telling each other.

you stand in the woman's restroom next to the bland shade of grey that the walls had been painted many years ago. Emily walks in a pained smile on her face as she walks closer to you. you open your welcoming arms and she gladly walks into your warm embrace. "how are we supposed to do it?" she says sniffling. it was obvious to you that she had been crying at this point with the growing wetness of you shirt.

"I don't know Em, but ill be there the whole way" yes you were struggling too but with Emilys past living with her mother the homophobia hit her hard. her mother was and most likely will never be supportive of her daughter and Emily had learned to accept that but she could never accept the sadness and anger that it fuelled.

the two of you slowly headed out to the jet slightly later then everyone else which was surprising as the two of you were usually the first ones there. the team shared a worried look when they saw the redness in Emilys eyes but they had each learned not to push her to talk.

the case moved excruciatingly slowly, it solved fast as the unsub had a clear motive and a raging signature which helped to find him fast yet every second was full of anger and pain.

Emily had decided that you both needed the last few hours before you had to leave to go on the jet to calm down and spend some much needed time together. you decided to order in Emilys favourite restaurant and watch the current series you both had been bingeing whenever you both had the chance to watch it.

as the series continued on you both began to get progressively closer to each other although you both had been together for two years you still made each others hearts race. by the end of the third episode you had your head in the crook of Emilys neck and she was running her hand up and down your arm.

the steady calmness was quickly disturbed by Reid running in shouting "HEY YN DO YOU KNOW WHERE EMILY I-" the both of you jumped apart. "Reid.. " the look of shock was evident of the younger agents face, and if there's one thing that everyone knew about Reid its that he can not keep a secret. "Reid please keep this quiet"

he backed away slowly nodding obnoxiously. "Reid-" before you could continue the rest of your sentence he bolted out of the room.

"well, you ready for our last moments of quiet" Emily said with a smile pulling at the corners of her lips, "yeah, I think its time they knew now anyway" as you both leaned forward a ecstatic Derek ran into the room "I KNEW IT, ROSSI YOU OWE ME $50!!"

#emily prentiss #criminal minds #emily prentiss imagine #emily prentiss x reader #fanfic #emily prentiss fluff #criminal minds fic #wlw

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eyesontheskyline · 2 months

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god you are so right, im so glad you are writing for hotchniss bc this is the first time i’ve seen someone get into all the details about them and i am thrilled!!!! I cant believe i forgot about Minimal Loss… To me that is a situation where as a team of profilers they have to be on top of their game, and season wise, its the 2nd time a character gets tortured or hurt and the others witness it (reid first, then emily, 3rd time if u also count elle) So hotch’s reaction when emily gets beat up is just insanity to me. The man who never loses composure, who always keeps a stone cold face even when he is in the middle of a divorce, with tears in his eyes and feeling helpless- Like that happens then and we never see hotch losing composure like that during a case involving the team (ofc the foyet arc doesnt count) so yeah i totally see your point and i agree!!!

With them its like they are always toeing the line of something more, its a tension that i can always feel with them and while i respect people whose cup of tea isnt hotchniss, I dont get how they dont see the insane ass chemistry

Ahhh thank you, I'm having the best time getting back to them. I don't think it had ever occurred to me to ship at all until Minimal Loss, like I just wasn't around fandom at all, so I didn't watch things with that kind of eye? But that just sent me down a rabbithole and I'm still wandering around in the warren now lol.

I definitely think a lot of writing / directing / acting choices were made that point to Something More, and there's also just the twin-flame-ness of their characters. Like they're very similar in a lot of ways that I think would make them understand the parts of each other that would be hard to share with someone else, but also different enough (like, Emily is naturally tactile, and different things get under their skin) that it wouldn't be an inevitable disaster the way too-similar pairings sometimes are.

I think they have a lot to offer each other at any point in the timeline and that is VERY FUN FOR WRITING.

#hotchniss #emily prentiss #aaron hotchner #criminal minds #ask me

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bau-drabbles · 1 year

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oooo how about where the reader begins to find out that aaron isnt for her? love your works! 💗💗

i loved this one, thank you for asking :') hope you enjoy it, it's slightly different and very rushed ☠ <3

sweetest oblivion

aaron hotchner.

the name itself was enough to send a flurry of pesky butterflies invade your lower abdomen, goosebumps prickling their way on to your skin, a smile so unmovable only reserved for him. for every corner of your heart adored him. in a field of fields, he was the largest field. in a fields of moons, he was the most moons. you could've looked at him for one minute and found one million things you loved. and it was well, it was perfect.

then it had started

little fractures, little shatters in the mask. they were so small, barely noticeable but it began to question whether you really knew him. a burning questions your lips desired to ask but you weren't sure if the answer would drown and devour you whole. so instead you pretended it never existed.

he was aaron hotchner, the love of your life. right?

in your ignorance however, you seemed to forget how easily things could be snatched away from you. piece by piece, everything around you falls. it was all an abyss, a mirage you had created. the beautiful picture perfect world you had created all but crumbled underneath you. you couldn't even look at hotch anymore, being in the same place as him felt like a constant challenge. mustering up courage to even look at him in the eyes was enough to send you running for the hills

only a few weeks ago, he was your prince charming. he was your shining white kmohht in armour, ready to protect you from the world. he had managed to whisk you away to a beautiful land, a happy place you didn't want to ever let go of.

you didn't want to believe there were cracks in the facade you both played so well, seeing them fester and grow beyond repair. forcing you to see the true reality of the situation. that you and hotch just weren't compatible, he wasn't yours to have nor to cherish.

could you love a man like him? could you see the true version of him and adore it?

"you ready?" he smiles, his dimples deepening as he pecks your cheeks. his voice shakes you out of your thoughts and you could barely look at him without wanting to recoil. so instead you look straight ahead, nodding slowly. regaining your control felt difficult, the man beside you caused you nothing but pain and misery. was it better to be alone and safe or together and vulnerable?

you hummed your response, ever so slightly shifting away from him. he caught on the cold shoulder you were giving but the elevator door pinged open and before he could look at you there you were, almost jogging to your office.

was this love? was this how love was supposed to feel? it felt like you were drowning in your anguish, that this man was the same one you had fell in love with. it felt impossible to stir any attraction within you for hotch, was he worthy of such a thing? did he even deserve it? but your mouth daren't speaks its truth, forcing you to swallow all your poisoned thoughts that threatened to burst open within you.

you could pretend for another day, until you had the strength to leave him forever

#asks #criminal minds fanfiction #aaron hotchner x reader #aaron hotchner x reader angst #aaron hotchner x reader fanfiction

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hotchfiles · 4 months

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i have adhd and i'm down BADDDD for hotch like i can NOT about anything else i can't write for anyone else right now THERES NOT A SINGLE THOUGHT IN THIS NOGGIN that isnt related to him

fuckkkkkkk ME

#how do i have the AUDACITY to ask for requests when i know really WELL that my brain is INSANE #lari talks a lot

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sp1rit-realm · 3 months

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watching episode two, here are my mind thoughts

PLEASE TWLL ME HES NOT GONNA DIE

wait how did he not die

i wanna know why he stutters

elle is so fine

“to learn what????” spencer is so silly. what a goofy guy

OH YAY I MEET JJ

HES ON FIRE

i mean lighting fires is fun BUT TO LIGHT A WHOLE BUILDING?????? AND PEOPLE??????

HOTCH IN HIS SUNGLASSES GUYS I CANT BREATHE HE IS SO FINE

ELLE IS SO OH MY GODDDDDD

RUN FOREST RUN

oh look at hotch’s little run

HIM IN HIS SUNGLASSES UGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

ahem guys hi my names uh sp- dr. spencer reid. i’m a. uh, an agent with the— the bau. the behavioral analysis unity of the fbi. which um u-u-used to be called the— the bsu. the behavioral science unit, but n-not anymore they changed it to the— the bau um its part of the ncabc—the national center of the analysis of violent crime, which is also part of this thing called the crig. the critical incident response group, and—

ITS THE CHEM GIRL ISNT IT

PENELOPES LITTLE HAIR BUNS SHES SO CUTE

“i don’t want this” LMAO I LOVE HIM

“outside the box…” *draws a circle*

three times

bam! he sets the fire

OMG I WAS RIGHT

ocd? i’m thinking more like omg!

ELLE IS SO FINE

gideon telling him to spit it out makes me so upset actually

but i guess i get it

this show is addicting

#hannah yaps #hannah watches criminal minds ˖⋆⭒˚｡⋆

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masterwords · 1 year

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going home time

Summary: Haley is dead. She's dead and that makes everything so hard for Hotch and Jessica. There is no time to grieve when you're busy planning a funeral, and nothing seems to go right. It's one bump in the road after another. They just have to survive this part and if they can do that, maybe there is hope for them. One day at a time. Right?

Words: 8.9k

Pairings: Hotch/Morgan...sort of. It's hinted at (strongly) but that isnt' the focus and Derek is hardly in the fic.

Warnings: GRIEF/MOURNING, canon-character death (haley), funerals, dead body, depression and anger and a lot of swearing. Mind the tags on AO3 and if I missed something important please let me know. This is a lot of angst and a lot of big big feelings and the story is crazy long so it's possible I forgot to tag something big but I hope not.

Notes: Well, not a day too soon, this is my entry for @imagining-in-the-margins Family/Found Family Challenge. I started with the simple prompt for Hotch & Jessica co-parenting Jack but it exploded into whatever the hell this is. An angst-ridden nightmare ride through the worst time of their lives. At least they're in it together, huh?

She doesn’t recognize Haley when she sees the short dark hair. People warned her for this moment, said she wouldn’t look like Haley, that the thing that made her Haley was already gone and she was going to look wrong but as she stood and stared...it wasn’t that. It was something else. It was her hair. That’s not my sister, she says in her mind. That’s not my sister at all. But it is, and she knows it, and it burns in her chest.

He wishes he’d had the chance to hold her as she left. That she didn’t have to go scared and alone, thinking about him and how he wasn’t there. Story of his life.

He was never there when she needed him. Some part of him wonders if she thought he’d make it this time, if he’d finally be there when it counted. If she died with that hope in her chest.

Her hair is dark. That isn’t Haley, he says to himself briefly as he enters the room. She’s lying on the floor and he can smell the death in the room, he knows that smell, but for a split second she’s just a faceless victim lying in an ocean of blood soaked carpet. Her hair is dark. Haley’s hair is the color of sunshine, the color of golden sands on tropical beaches, the color of dragon hoards and autumn straw and not...dark. It separated him from her just long enough to save Jack’s life and he knows it. The instinct to pull away, that isn’t Haley, search for Foyet.

Aaron and Jessica stand beside one another, propping each other up while they inspect the vessel that once housed the soul of a woman they both loved.

Read the rest on AO3!

#aaron hotchner #jessica brooks #jack hotchner #sean hotchner #derek morgan #hotchgan #criminal minds #fanfiction #found family

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maschotch · 2 years

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A horny hitch girl thought but I just watched it and season 9 episode 22 when hotch shyly admitted Jack admired him made me swoon, and his whole proud/guilty dad demeanour was so cute and maybe says more about me than I’m proud to admit but his fave is so sad and cute

its so cute how much jack loves his father but its always a bittersweet moment bc you know the other shoe’s gonna drop…. eventually jack is gonna realize hotch’s failings.. and while i do think jack will eventually forgive him, every time i think of hotch facing his son’s initial (entirely justified) anger it really just 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫makes me lose my marbles

i hope he enjoys his son’s love while he can

#uhhhhh but uh yes this was a funny episode for them :^)#i just watched the ep where it’s a years anniversary since haley’s death and jack isnt doing well so hotch takes a week off #so im in emo mode currently #akdhskhd but yeah that was the one where that kid utterly demolishes their teacher for having a crush on jack’s dad right?#asks

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gogomatthew · 8 months

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You’re mine

KINKTOBER DAY 2: Mutual masturbation

PAIRING: SPENCER REID X READER

KINKTOBER MASTERLIST HERE🎃💗

warnings: stalking • mutual masturbation • semi public sex • humiliation • phone sex • paranoia? • mentions of violence • let me know if I missed any •

A/N: sorry about the KTOBER delay.. this ones a little dark but ill make up with a sweet one next week! reminder english isnt my first language but feel to correct any grammar mistakes

summary: Spencer fears he is being stalked after receiving gifts from a secret admirer only to fall for her • MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS DNI 18+

“Hey whats wrong?” Morgan stops Spencer as he rushes into the BAU frantic with an orange envelope at hand “Gather everyone in the conference room please” he gets out of morgans grip and makes his way there. “Whats this about?” Hotch walks in confused on the whole situation, raising a questioning eyebrow at Spencer “Ive been on edge the past month and yesterday I received this..” he hands the envelope to Hotch. Inside theres a handwritten letter with the words “I know you were thinking about me” and multiple photographs of Spencer jacking off in his room.

Truthfully he didn’t want to show anyone but this was getting out of hand. In the photograph his room was illuminated by warm toned lamp, his mouth hung open and anyone with half a brain could assume he was letting out sounds of pleasure, his head was thrown back and his eyes were shut tightly, while his hand wrapped around his leaking dick as he lazily sat on his desk chair with his trousers hanging around his ankles. Hotch’s eyes go wide for a second as he quickly puts the pictures away only making his subordinates blush grow a burning pink. The team share a few glances and connect the dots in an instant. “Morgan you have experience in obsession crimes.. what do you think this is?” Hotch asks after analyzing the letter he spoke up “Are these the only “gifts” you’ve gotten? any other notes we should know about?” morgan glances up at him making sure to put emphasis on the word “gifts”

“I-I mean theres always a lingering feeling im being watched and I got a bouquet of flowers last monday along with a letter every other day from a “secret admirer” but I didn’t think much of it.. I just assumed some neighborhood boy was playing a prank on me..” he says running his fingers through his silky brunette hair, clearly stressed out “looks like you’ve got a groupie” spencer looks back down to morgan “HUH?” morgan hands the letter back to spencer “The writing is clearly written by a female, its dainty and not aggressive.. almost as if to show her love and devotion to you instead of threatening you. That isnt to say she wont get violent later on.. it may trigger her to see you with another woman around her age maybe something set her off and decided to finally make her move.” hotch lets out a breath “Morgan, Reid, you stay here and find a motive, Prentiss and I will go to the scene and try to get more geographical information on how they even managed to take these photos.. wheels up in 30” and with that everyone’s getting to work.

They made a geographic profile, retraced steps, came up with a profile and even a plan on how to catch the unsub. “We think our unsub is a female in her mid 20s, if you were to cross her path shed blend right in, shes not very confident or careful but she is smart, if you bumped into her she’d apologize even if it wasnt her fault, she has an obsessive personality though she probably doesn’t even realize it odds are if she were to go through a psychotic break she would only go after Spencer or people close to him so we don’t have to worry about civilian safety” after notifying the local PD they develop a plan.. Emily was going to pretend to be Spencers girlfriend, holding hands on the subway, walking him home, spending time in his apartment ect, to get a rise out of the unsub, it was a long shot that youd even buy it if youve been stalking spencer but it was worth a try “you sure you got this?” she looks up at Hotch as he adjust her mic pack and silently nods as Spencer copies her movement.

That afternoon he and Emily walk out of the subway station hand in hand making their way to his apartment, god Spencer wasn’t lying.. Emily could feel eyes on her but couldn’t pin point where they came from but they managed to make goosebumps arise from her. That night there was no love letter at his door. This was either the start of a psychotic break or you backing down. Morgan was stationed at the location they assumed the photographs were taken, assuming you’d come back. Emily spent the night at spencers place and left during the early hours of the morning to make it all the more convincing. After she left Spencer did his morning routine like usual, a shower, setting the coffee pot, changing, grabbing his satchel and heading out but he was stopped by a piece of paper that was stuck between the front door and the frame, falling onto the ground. The note was different, it seemed messy and rushed. It read “Im still here” a shiver ran down his spine. His gut told him to just get on the subway and go to work and develop his highly intelligent team but his brain told him to take matters into his own hands. He stormed out of his building and made his way onto the sidewalk hoping to be able catch you before you got too far. He had the profile now all he needed to do was find you and he knew just how to do that. He stormed into the subway station proceeding to walk a little faster than usual. He felt eyes on him and immediately he turned around and met your eyes by sheer luck. He kept his eyes on you and you stayed frozen in place looking away from his gaze but not moving an inch.. could it be you? He knew morgan always trusted his gut and maybe it was time he did the same. As he started approaching you your eyes went wide and you sped walked away. You fit the profile, the only thing they didn’t mention was how attractive you were. He caught up to you quickly having the advantage of long legs “hey” he puts a hand on your shoulder giving you goosebumps “im meeting my girlfriend for coffee but I dont know which track to take.. do you think you could help me?” he give you a nice smile that you return but he notices your demeanor going cold at the word girlfriend.

“yeah totally! where are you meeting?” your fists are clenched at your sides, this was almost too easy “Virginia coffee house” he says simply “you’re gonna want to take the 53, it should get here in about 10 minutes.. that’s actually where im heading too” he smiles a little wider “I don’t suppose you mind waiting with me then?” you nod “not at all!…” you fidget with your fingers “actually im gonna go to the restroom” you turn to rush off with him hot on your heels, he wont forgive himself if he lets you get away.. he has to trust his gut when it’s screaming right at him he needs to know more. He follows you into the bathroom at the station which is thankfully empty and locks the door behind him “Spencer what are you doing?” you say and quickly realize your mistake as his expression falters “I never said my name was spencer..” your eyes widen as you start to back up into the sink “sorry I- my brains all scattered” you try to play it off with a laugh but hes not laughing. He starts to get closer and closer to you as you continue to step back “heres what I think and feel free to correct me if im wrong, but just know ill know if you’re lying, I study human behavior for living but of course you already knew that” your backed up completely into the sink and have nowhere to run as he continues to get closer until he finally towers over you face inches apart “I think you’re my little groupie.. I think you watched me get off and took pictures to touch yourself too.. I think you leave love letters at my door.. I think you’re jealous of my fake girlfriend and I think..” he whisper the next words right into your ear “you’re desperate for me” he hates to admit it but some animalistic part of him just wants to take you right there in the bathroom and make you scream his name to humiliate you just as you did to him. You’d proudfully admit that his accusations made your panties soaking wet, having to squeeze your thighs together for any friction.

Just then a loud knock at the door interrupts you both breaking away “whys the door locked?” you hear through the door “you’re right” you say before speeding off and disappearing into the crowd as soon as the lady at the door gets it open. Spencer rushes out ignoring the strange looks he gets but ultimately looses you. He lets out an exasperated sigh and with that hes on his way to work.

Coming back to an empty apartment was never fun but he couldn’t shake his head off with what happened just a few hours prior in that bathroom. He starts palming himself through his trousers and groans wishing it was you. He unbuttons his jeans and pull out his dick, stroking it as it fill the room with the wet sounds of his precum smearing all over his shaft “fuck” he sits at his desk and there he sees you. You’re on the balcony of the building across the street. The complex next to the one morgan was previously situated at the day prior. Camara leaning next to you, phone in one hand as your other hand starts to glide down your abdomen between your thighs successfully getting a whimper out of Spencer.. hes never been this exposed. He hears his phone ring and you mouth at him to answer it and he obeys. You let out breathy whines as you start to circle your clit matching the pace of the hand wrapped around his dick. His eyes are open staring straight at you, he dosent want to miss a single second of this. His own morality not even bothering him anymore, not when he feels this good and has this view. “Fuck” He stands up from his seat and walk closer to the window, he starts to glide his hand faster even teasing himself by running his finger through his slit “mmm” he knows you can hear him but he cant hold back his sounds god hes never felt this good under his own touch, he thinks it’s pathetic he has to imagine its your even though you’re only a few feet away. “faster” he demands. His ty is loosened but his shirt is still on and how you wish you could just see all of him, you insert 2 fingers into yourself struggling because theyre not long enough to give you as much pleasure as you need, you lean over the edge and hold on to the railing of the balcony giving spencer a better peek at your tits “you’re fucking c- crazy” he says with heavy pants inbetween every word “me? im not the one stroking my dick to my “stalker” god you hated that word but you heard him refer to you as that before, he lets out a deep growl “yeah well im not the stalker” the call is filled with whines and moans from both ends, you start nearing your climax “im gonna- hah-“ your words are cut off by your loud whimpers “aww cmon baby- you can write someone whos never even seen you heartfelt love letters but cant- ah finish- mm your own sentence” hes teasing but in reality hes in the same position as you “fuck- you” his open mouth turns into a smirk “bet youd like that” thats it, something in you snaps and your practically screaming and writhing in place as Spencer delivers his final pumps to his cock before he’s leaking cum onto his own chest with heavy whines as he tries to catch his breath with his eyes closed.

When he finally opens them to see you shock is evident in his face when you’re already gone and the line is left ringing. He buttons his pants and runs to his front door trying to catch you but instead his eyes land on another envelope. He opens it expecting it to be another love letter and pictures of him jacking it only to be met with photographs of YOU touching yourself, your mouth dropped open, hand on your pussy, only showing the bottom half of your face, the note attached reads “you have my phone number now.. id appreciate going on a date with you before you turn me in - your dearest Y/N” god this was going to be fun.

#spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x y/n #spencer reid #criminal minds x reader #spencer reid x you #spencer reid imagine #spencer reid smut #dom spencer reid #sub!spencer reid #dark fanfiction #criminal minds

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