#hotchreid fanfiction

[foxy-eva]

Spencer Reid x Aaron Hotchner Holiday Headcanons

for @coastalchutoy as part of my New Year's Celebration

After Spencer finished knitting the scarf for his Doctor Who cosplay he starts working on a Christmas sweater for Aaron. It takes him a long time since they spend a lot of time with each other and he wants to keep it a secret, but he finishes it right before the holidays.

Aaron is genuinely happy about the surprise and wears the sweater every chance he gets.

To everyone's surprise, Aaron actually wears the sweater to the holiday party at the BAU (even though it is hideous).

Aaron knows that Spencer didn't really celebrate Christmas as a child due to his mother's illness, so he really wants him to feel loved around the holidays. They spend as much quality time as possible.

The first time Aaron and Spencer go on a walk to look at all the decorated houses in the neighborhood, it warms both of their hearts to be able to spend this time of year together.

Spencer quickly becomes part of every holiday tradition Aaron has with his son. Spencer is there to decorate the tree with them, to go visit Santa in the mall and to bake cookies.

Even though Spencer helped packing all the present, he still displays a similar child-like wonder in his eyes as Jack when the whole family enters the living room on Christmas morning.

On New Year's Eve Spencer confesses to Aaron that he had never had a New Year's kiss before. Of course that would change that night.

Author's Note: I made this post for my current celebration. Please note that I don't usually take requests for mlm ships!

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[redwithjoon]

UnSub Dr. Spencer Reid.

After failing to talk down Owen Savage, Reid saw the boy gunned down by his own teammates. Unable to deal with the crippling guilt, Spencer left the FBI soon after. Two years later, after avenging Owen, Reid became unable to leave the life he had created. Now a prominent player in the criminal underworld. One day, horrible things started happening to the people he cares about, and Spencer is very, very Protective. Unlike before, now he's free to do whatever he wants, no matter how ruthless. Or, Spencer really loves his children.

It's been so long since I want to publish this fic, here's a CARRD if you're interested.

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[spencersfunkysocks]

It has been happening more often recently.

There is no reason, but still, Spencer lies awake at night, his entire body aching for sleep, but the thunderstorm in his chest won't let him.

Thud thud thud.

Constant. Steady. Always the same speed. But so forcefully that it feels as though someone is trying to crawl out of his chest, each beat echoing in his entire being.

4 hours a night.

3 hours a night.

2 hours a night.

But his heart keeps beating, and Spencer keeps going, showing up at work with bags underneath his eyes the size of teacups.

He is good enough at his job that he can hide it, a cup of coffee practically glued to his hand. 7 packs of sugar turn into 10 turn into 15, and still, his heart keeps beating.

Thud thud thud.

If the team notices something off, they don't say anything. And even Hotch has been so busy that all his attention has been focused on Jack, and Spencer would never fault him for that.

As he looks into his bathroom mirror with his hair soaking wet after dunking his head in ice as a last attempt to calm down his nervous system, it takes all but two seconds for him to be reminded that no matter how powerful the mind, in the end anyone is a slave to their own body.

Thud thud thud.

It is mocking him and he is helpless, trying out every coping mechanism underneath the sun and then some, only stopping at taking actual medication because, well.

That is a line he doesn't dare dance upon.

Thud thud thud.

The soft hue of the streetlight is barely illuminating the hotel room, but even if it was the sun itself shining directly into his face, it would bother him less than the ever-present tik tok of his heart.

He doesn't dare look at the time, only turn on his side to stare into the nothingness, his gaze empty and his body screaming at him to get some rest.

If only he could.

A gentle knock on the door pulls his from his thoughts, and he is too tired to reach for his gun, resting on his bedside table just out of reach.

He nearly laughs out loud when he realizes that a robber most likely wouldn't ask to be let in, and a giggle does escape him when his delirious brain presents him with the words vampire robber.

The man standing next to his bed is anything but though, and Aaron has a soft smile on his face when he gestures for Spencer to scoot over.

The mattress dips next to Spencer when Aaron climbs in beside him, and strong arms pull him in so tightly that he fears he might choke to death.

A soft kiss gets pressed to that sensitive spot just underneath his ear, and Spencer sighs as he presses closer into Aaron's chest.

"I have read that when you cuddle, you and your partner's heart rate will sync up," Aaron whispers into the dark, and Spencer has to swallow to get rid of the lump in his throat.

Long legs force themselves between his own and eventually they are so entangled that it's impossible to know which limb belongs to whom.

Not that it matters, not when Aaron is continuously pressing kisses to Spencer's neck, a pattern that only makes sense to him.

"I'm sorry I wasn't there for you earlier, Spencer. You could have come to me," he says, but Spencer doesn't answer.

Sleep is tugging heavy at his lids, and behind him, there is finally a worthy opponent for the battle that's been raging in his chest.

Thud thud thud.

Aaron's heart is beating ever so slightly slower than his own, but with each beat, each breath, Spencer can feel himself calm down, the storm inside him slowly passing.

Sometimes, you have to beat fire with fire.

And sometimes, you need to be held so tight that there is no room for anything but love.

"Goodnight, Spencer," followed by a final kiss pressed to neck is the last thing he hears before he allows himself to be pulled under.

There is nothing but silence.

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[spencermyangel]

 Hotch and Spencer are dating and jack meets his dad's boyfriend

Hotch nervously paced around his apartment as he waited for Spencer to arrive. He eyed his son playing by the coffee table and let out a shaky breath. Today Jack was going to meet Spencer. Well, meet Spencer as Hotch’s boyfriend. Jack had, of course, met Spencer before, but this would be them explaining to Jack that Spencer was going to be a bigger part of their lives. It had been a year and a half since Haley died and Hotch hoped it wasn’t too soon for Jack. 

After Haley had died, Spencer had really been there for Hotch and the two grew closer. It hadn’t been Spencer’s intent for them to see each other romantically, but that is what happened. If Hotch was being honest with himself, he had always had a fondness for Spencer. Haley had even joked about Hotch's affections for him, not realizing the full extent of his feelings for the young doctor. 

Hotch paused for a second when the doorbell rang, he took a deep breath to calm himself, and walked over to let his boyfriend in. Spencer gave a nervous smile and wave, Hotch taking that as a sign he didn’t want to be touched right now, so he simply returned Spencer’s smile and opened the door wider. 

“Come on in, Spencer.”

Spencer slowly walked in, Hotch could tell that Spencer was just as nervous as he was. Although, with Hotch hiding it better than his younger boyfriend. 

Jack turned and saw Spencer. He put down his toy cars he was playing with and walked over to his dad. 

“Jack,” Hotch turned to his son, “you remember Dr. Reid, Right?” 

Jack nodded, he had met all of Hotch’s team a few times. “What’s he doing here?” Jack asked his father, not rudely. 

Hotch paused for a moment, “well, we have something to tell you,” he started to explain, “but how about we go sit down first, okay?” 

Jack nodded, going to sit on the couch and resuming playing with his toys. 

“Are those some of your favourites?” Spencer nervously asked. Jack nodded. 

“When I was your age my favourite toy was a science kit my mom got me. You could learn about the periodic table and all different types of minerals,” Spencer started to ramble, as he tended to when he was nervous. Hotch placed a hand on Spencer’s shoulder, causing Spencer to stop talking, he turned and seeing Jack’s confused face began to blush. “Sorry,” he whispered. 

“You don’t have to be sorry,” Hotch assured him, “Jack just doesn’t really know anything about the periodic table.” Hotch regretted his words as his boyfriend only seemed to grow more self-conscious at this. He remembered one time Spencer saying he often felt as though he was a freak. 

Hotch opened his mouth to try and fix what he had said, but was interrupted by Jack, “I have a rock collection, Daddy says they are miner-minerals,” Jack slowly said the word, “but I don’t know which ones.” 

“Maybe Spencer could help you identify them,” Hotch suggested. This caused Spencer to smile and nod. Jack also nodded and continued to play with his toys, until Hotch broke the silence that had settled over them. 

“Jack, me and Spencer have something important to tell you.” 

Jack looked up at his father, “what is it?” 

Hotch took a deep breath, before he simply said, “me and Spencer are dating.” 

Jack’s eyebrows furrowed at this, dating was something only people in love did, he had thought. Why would his daddy be dating Spencer?

“But you’re not in love, that’s what dating is for.” 

Hotch chuckled at his innocent son, “I do love Spencer, Jack.” 

Jack was silent at this before he quietly asked, “what about mommy? I thought you loved mommy?” 

Both Spencer and Hotch’s hearts broke at this. “I still love mommy, Jack. But I also love Spencer. Sometimes when someone you love dies you find another person you love, but that doesn’t stop you from loving the other person.” Hotch explained. Jack listened with wide eyes, he had never thought about it like that before. 

“Jack, Spencer is going to be around a lot more. Both him and I would love for you two to get to know each other. Would you like that?”

Jack took a moment to consider this, he had always found Spencer odd. Whenever he had met his dad’s team Spencer would either talk hardly at all or ramble about things no one seemed to understand. But his dad said he loved Spencer, so Jack nodded. He wanted to get to know Spencer, he decided, and see why his dad loved him. 

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[imagining-in-the-margins]

CM Office Party Fics 🎉

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

SFW Spencer Reid/Fem!Reader

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

More ratings and pairings below!

NSFW (18+) Spencer Reid/Fem!Reader

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

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

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

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

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

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

Other/Fem!Reader (SFW)

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

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

Other Pairings & Gen Fic (SFW)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Happy Reading!

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[mggsv]

The Send Off (18+)

f!reader x aaron hotchner x spencer reid

summary: you’re an agent who worked with the BAU team recently, and they just couldn’t give you a more better goodbye than this

warnings: pussy eating, threesome, nervous Spencer, cock warming, oral (male receiving), minor spanking

“M..mpf”

your back arched as your face sinked deeper into Spencer’s lap. you were doing your best- holding on to that pool in your stomach that so desperately wanted to burst.

“That’s it..” Hotch’s voiced cooed from behind your twitching hips, “you’re being so good, aren’t you? Reid, tell her she’s being a good girl.” you whimper as his tongue entered you once more. Spencer, who was fully clothed against your cheek, shuddered. His face was red and his hands shook while he entangled his hands in your curly hair. “Yes..You’re a-a good girl.”

Hotch had you cuffed from behind, your ass in the air while he devoured your sex. Spencer, in front. He was nervous- Hotch said to give him time, you wondered if it was the first time they’ve fucked together. Hotch’s tongue fucked you so good…

“ah…F-Fuck” you cry out, Hotch seeming to press deeper into you. You felt Spencer’s hand leave your hair, his steady breath reassuring you. Your eyes stare up at him, best you can, while he unbuckled his pants. His cock strange free and hit you right on the cheek, hard and leaking. You felt your sex clench around Hotch’s tongue at the sight (earning quite the chuckle from him).

“Look at that cock…he’s beautiful isn’t he baby?” Hotch gave your ass a small spank while he planted kisses on your folds. “Yes…so beautiful.” you murmur. Spencer angles himself best he could before grabbing your chin. How you hated being cuffed and helpless..though you loved their complete dominance over your body. Being tongue fucked and eaten out like Hotch’s job depended on it, and Spencer Reid’s cock in your mouth while he let out the prettiest moan you’ve ever heard.

His his thrusted cautiously, but you could tell he wasn’t holding on very much longer. He gripped your hair while his cock touched the back of your throat. “So warm..” Spencer moaned, “So good for me”

Hotch pulled back, his fingers replacing his tongue. You shivered and shut your eyes tight. They enjoyed your body…it felt like heaven, a proper send off from helping them so well.

“Feels so good..” Spencer muttered, he groaned softly into the air as he rutted into your mouth. Your hips moved against Hotch’s fingers while he watched you both in lust. You moaned around Spencer’s cock, your hips getting restless. You wanted to…

Spencer’s movements sped up, him fully into your mouth. You choked every now and then but he didn’t stop- you taste the leaking pre cum on your tongue. It made you so wet..

“Look at that my sweet girl..you can’t hold it can you?” You could hear the smirk in Hotch’s voice while his fingers inched deeper into your sex, hands coated with slik. “F-…Mhm”

your eyes felt heavy. your body going slack against the both of them. You hear Spencer choke out a moan before the seed flowed into your mouth. Your whole body exploded- your orgasm hitting you hard.

“Good girl..let it out” Hotch rubbed your back soothingly, Spencer still rutting into your mouth, making sure you swallowed everything.

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[thatqueerfangirl02]

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

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

Just, you know, fangirling over fanfic authors.

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[bring-back-hotch]

Pov: when you look at the authors of your favourite fics and realise that the entire ship you love is being carried by two people

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[reasonablerodents]

Happy birthday to @starzzyeyed, my ever patient and tolerant of my bullshit friend <3 Here’s a very happy Hotch and a minific that’s just pure sap. Have a good one!

Perfect Day (G)

Aaron Hotchner/Spencer Reid

Fluff, Established Relationship, Incredibly Soft

“You smile a lot more than people think you do.”

Aaron tilts his head down to where Spencer’s head is resting on his lap. “What brought that thought on?”

Spencer blinks up at him, his own soft grin playing on the corners of his mouth. “I was watching you. You’re not as stoic as your reputation would suggest.”

“And why’s that?” Aaron’s fingers brush through Spencer's hair gently as he speaks- far too gently for hands so large, an onlooker might think. To Spencer, though, it’s expected. Aaron’s always been gentle with him.

“Because I see them all. I counted twenty four separate incidents today, although I wasn’t with you for the whole day. I assume it’s somewhere around twenty nine, that’s your average.”

“You count them?” It’s not that much of a surprise, especially after knowing each other for as long as they have. Aaron had never thought it was possible for someone to be so observant or knowledgeable until he’d met Spencer- at this point, it was more of a surprise if he didn’t know something.

“Yes,” Spencer says simply, as if it’s the most normal thing in the world. “I like seeing you happy. Twenty five.”

Aaron realises he’s grinning, and shakes his head in disbelief. Spencer had noticed before he had himself. “When do I smile, then? I’m sure you have them catagorised.”

“Of course I do. There’s the hidden one, the one you make when Morgan’s joking about something and you’re pretending to be busy with paperwork. It’s subtle, just lips, but it’s there. Then there’s the thankful one, when someone makes you coffee, or hands you the file you needed. There’s more teeth, and you look them in the eye. Or there’s your big wide one where your eyes crinkle up, you usually do it when you’re with Jack.” He pauses for a second to catch his breath, sighing contentedly as Aaron keeps petting his hair. “I could keep going, but I may take a while.”

“Well, what’s your favourite one, then?”

“Isn’t that obvious? The ones you give to me.”

Aaron’s chest is warm and a tiny lump swells in his throat as he looks lovingly at Spencer, whose long hair shines like a halo in the dim light of the forgotten TV programme. “Which ones are those, then?” His voice is low, as though he’s afraid to break the spell of this moment by being too loud.

“All of them. Every single type, every day.”

There’s nothing else in this world that Aaron would rather do than crane his head down so he can plant a kiss on those perfect lips, so he does. It’s languid, dreamlike, mouths connecting in this perfect lamplit evening in the home they share.

Time, work, reality as a whole cease to exist. Perhaps they’ll surface in the morning, when duty calls and the sun breaks through the curtains and onto the soft sheets of their bed, but for now, they���re entirely unimportant concepts. All Aaron needs in this world is on the sofa in their living room, resting on his lap with closed eyes and soft skin.

When the two remember the importance of breathing, they finally break away, lashes fluttering open and lips pink. Spencer lets out the tiniest of laughs as he takes in Aaron’s face, scanning every inch of the man he knows so well.

“Twenty six.”

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[piqtescue]

Aaron Hotchner

×Seattle circa. '95×

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[redwithjoon]

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

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

Ultimately uneventful :/

HotchxReid

Word count: 8k

Just filth - NSFW!!!

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

Read on Ao3

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

Have fun ↓

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

There it is. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Not really." 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I know." 

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

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

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

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

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

"…No one has to know." 

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

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

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

"Yes." 

"Okay. Good. So um, we're… good?" 

"Good." 

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

…probably not, huh? 

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

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

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

Okay, class? What should we do first? 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Casually?" 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Hotch– Aa…" 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Spencer?" 

Fuck. 

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

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

"Aaron! Aaron… oh god… fuck…" 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"FUCK–" 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

=

"Pretty boy! How was Connecticut?" 

"Hm… Ultimately uneventful." 

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

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

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

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reid + your choice, 29

Sorry it's taken a while to get to this! I totally blanked on any situation for this one, but then I watched minimal loss the other night and inspiration finally struck! Also, sorry it's slightly more hotch's pov than reid's!

29 - Group hug

The explosion behind them takes everyone a little by surprise and were it not for the fact that Rossi had already made it back outside with the last of the women and children, Hotch would have been inside the burning building.

“Aaron! Aaron, you can’t go in there!” the older man exclaims, hands on Hotch’s chest as he tries to hold the other back, to keep him from running head on towards the flames that are already licking their way towards where the survivors and troops are gathered outside.

“I can’t just leave them in there, Dave,” Hotch yells, pushing desperately at the hands that are holding him in place despite the fact that he knows running into a burning building won’t help anyone at this point. If Reid and Morgan were within the range of the blast when the detonation happened, him running into the flames will only serve to give those that have to search the wreckage another body to retrieve.

Reid and Morgan.

As if agents is all they are to him.

As if they’re not the men he goes home with every single evening, and the men he wakes up next to every morning, or every time a case pulls them out of bed in the middle of the night.

As if they won’t always be Spencer and Derek to Aaron.

“I know, but you have to,” Rossi says, clearly putting on his best soothing victims voice, and Hotch wants to hate him for it, but he can’t, because even he knows he needs it right now.

Slowly, Rossi lowers his hands from the other man’s chest, stepping back only when he’s certain that Hotch isn’t going to do something stupid, and then all he can do is stand and watch as the smoke and flames continue to engulf the building in front of them.

But then, from the smoke that’s still swirling around the front of the compound, two figures slowly emerge; hunched over and staggering, but Aaron would recognise those two figures anywhere, in any condition and with however limited visibility available.

It takes everything Aaron has to remain acting as Unit Chief, to not cross the distance between the three of them and assure himself that the men he loves are, in fact, safe and whole.

Watching his partners stagger towards him; their steps agonisingly slow, pausing every few steps to cough as the smoke no doubt burns their lungs, feels like a lifetime, and when Prentiss steps up and hugs Spencer, he can’t stop the stab of jealousy that surges through him despite it being perfectly reasonable, after everything her and him have been through, for her to want the same assurance that he's okay as Aaron himself does.

He sees Derek hanging back, watching their partner hug Emily, and only when she releases him, and he sees that Spencer looks relatively unharmed does Aaron feel his chest beginning to loosen.

He won’t be fully satisfied until he’s had the paramedics check them both over and rule out anything serious, but he’s seen no obvious injuries on Derek when he gave his partner a once over after he’d stopped coughing, and despite being held in the compound for longer than Aaron wants to remember right now, Spencer seems to be okay as well.

As soon as the others have departed, Rossi and Emily leading Jessica’s grieving mother away from the site, his feet are carrying him towards the other two men and it’s hard to tell who reaches who first, but the next thing he knows he’s wrapping his arms around both of them, holding them as tightly as he can with all his strength.

“We’re okay, Aaron,” Spencer chokes, burying his face in one side of the oldest man’s neck as Derek does the same to Aaron’s opposite shoulder.

And, although they all know that Aaron won’t believe him, not properly, until he’s been able to confirm with his own hands and eyes later, when they’re safely in a hotel room for the night, it’s a start that he’s got his partners back in his arms again.

Where they belong.

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This blurb was written for @outofnowhere82 thank you so much for requesting it, it really means the world to me. <3 I hope you enjoy it and the other 2 are on the way :) Warnings: None

Pairings: Spencer Reid/Aaron Hotchner

Word Count: 551

✨Request your own $1 blurb✨ Spencer hadn't been expecting it the first time his supervisor had kissed him. If you asked Reid, it had come out of nowhere. If you asked Hotch however, he had been building up to it for quite a while. When it had happened, that had been a surprise. Spencer had been hurt during a case, of course. Maybe it was because he was the most vulnerable or maybe because Hotch wasn't as good at looking after the kid as he would want to think but Spencer was no stranger to getting hurt. It hadn't been too bad, he had only needed a few stitches on his forehead just above his right eyebrow and he hadn't even needed to stay at the hospital. The nurse said that if he was lucky, it wouldn't even leave a scar. Still, Aaron felt this need to go visit Spencer in his hotel room that night when he couldn't sleep.

Aaron knocked on the door gently, quietly, so that he wouldn't accidentally wake Spencer if the kid had been asleep. He wasn't. Spencer answered the door like he hadn't slept a wink. "What are you still doing up?" Hotch asked softly as if he wasn't also awake. Spencer called him out with a soft chuckle. "I could ask you the same question." He turned around and walked back to sit at the end of his bed, Hotch took this as an invitation to come in, while Spencer offered up an actual explanation. "Actually I uh... can't sleep. Head hurts." He shrugs. "Let me look at your stitches." Hotch offers, already taking a step forward. Spencer figures there's no room to argue so he just sits there and lets Aaron look. His breath hitches a bit when Hotch uses his finger under Spencer's chin to tilt it up and get a better look. "Hotch, no offense, but you were a lawyer, not a doctor. Do you know what you're looking for?" Spencer tries to keep his voice steady and Hotch offers nothing more than a hum in response. "Are you going to kiss it better? Because I'm a little older than Jack." It's an anxious joke, one to break the tension of them being so close, and much like a lot of Spencer's jokes, it doesn't land. Aaron barely notices it, he's in his own head, and without even registering that he's moving, he does lean down to press a kiss, not on, but beside the end of the stitches. It's obviously different than the kiss he would give Jack on a scraped knee. It's not the quick peck you'd give to placate a crying child, it's longer, more gentle and it comes with Aarons's hand moving to the side of Spencer's neck. He looks up at his boss after, eyes big with surprise and a little confusion. Hotch is looking at him with an expression that he's never seen before. Neither of the two men planned for what happened next, the way that Aaron's thumb runs across Spencer's sharp jawline before he leans down and presses a kiss to Spencer's dry, but not chapped lips. It's not until Spencer actually starts kissing him back that he realizes what he's doing and also realizes that, no matter how many rules he's breaking, he doesn't want to stop. --

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CM New Beginnings Fics

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

First, check out @emberfrostlovesloki 's 🌈 Masterlist of Entries ☀️: This lovely prolific writer has entered several fics, which include Hotch, Emily, and Spencer fics! Check out their page for even more!

🌼 SFW S.R./Reader Entries 🌼

Play Dates by me: [GN] Reader finds out Spencer hasn’t had many dates and offers several Play Dates.

Distance Makes the Heart Grow Fonder by @foxy-eva: [GN] Spencer was the right person at the wrong time, no doubt about it. When Reader is finally back in town, they're ready for a fresh start. 

You're Gonna Go Far, Love by @writer-in-theory: [GN] After relapsing, Spencer takes the first flight with no plan other than to get a fresh start.

Love Like the Sea by @rynwritesreid: [GN] After Spencer lost Maeve, he swore of love, until Reader came around.

Cowboy Like Me by @foxy-eva: [Fem] Spencer decides to fulfill a childhood dream to become a cowboy.

In Sickness and In Health by @pathologicalreid: [Fem] Minutes before Reader's wedding is supposed to start, Spencer gets cold feet.

Maybe We Found Love Right Where We Are by @andiebeaword: [Fem] Spencer just got engaged to Maeve on Valentine’s Day. Finding out his best friend’s heart will be broken changes things. 

More ratings and pairings below!

🌼 Other Pairings/Gen SFW Fics 🌼

Silent Demon by @angellsell: [Derek/Fem!Reader] Reader celebrates a month milestone of sobriety, but she isn't very proud of it.

Hearts on Our Sleeves by @angellsell: [Hotch/Fem!Reader] Aaron and Reader decide to give a try at a new relationship after a long dry spell.

Good Fortune by @reasonablerodents: [Hotchreid] Spencer and Aaron are the only ones without a partner for a New Year's Kiss.

And When Dawn Came by @snarkylinda: [Gen] Spencer calls Emily the night that Cat has the baby he decided to adopt.

The Date by @codename-mom: [Gen] Jessica didn't expect what her former brother-in-law was going to ask her.

Last Recruit by @/codename-mom: [Gen] There's a new agent at the BAU eager to start her new life. Her name is Penelope Garcia.

First Steps by @/codename-mom: [Gen] Rossi found a young agent named Aaron Hotchner who could be a good new recruit for the BAU.

First Day at School by @/codename-mom: [Gen] Jack is now old enough to go at school and his father has trouble to deal with this very special day.

🌼 NSFW Entries (S.R./Fem!R) 🌼

Second Time's a Charm by @foxy-eva: Back in college Spencer Reid and Fem!Reader left many things unsaid. Years later they give it another try.

It’s Too Cliché by me: Reader and Spencer are the worst at friends with benefits. After an exchange of gifts & nasty words, the two reunite on a very eventful NYE.

For the Love of Lace by @reidmotif: Reader decides she doesn't want to pine for her best friend anymore but needs his help deciding what lingerie to wear for her date.

Sweet Agony by @incognit0slut: After tragedy, Reader believed she was unworthy of love. Spencer proves her wrong.

Co-Creator Bonus List

🌼 SFW S.R./Fem!R Fics 🌼

The Only Hoax I Believe In by Foxy: Spencer struggles with his addiction after prison until Reader is determined to help him, no matter the cost.

The Perfect Plan by me: Reader has a question for Spencer, but things don’t go according to plan.

Impromptu by me: Reader learns some shocking news when a case lands her in the hospital.

Defining Family by me: Spencer finds out he’s a dad… to a twelve year old girl. Your twelve year old girl, who just broke into the FBI.

Clean Shaven by me: Reader helps Spencer shave after prison.

Drunk Dial by me: It’s been years since Reader talked to Spencer, but after a bunch of drinks it seems like a really good idea.

Repentance by me: Spencer is confronted with his second chance at life, finding it full of regrets. Reader tries to talk him through it.

Happy Hydrangea by me: TransMan!Reader. JJ is corrected in finding out Spencer has had a boyfriend for a while now.

🌼 NSFW S.R./Fem!R Fics 🌼

Lily of the Valley (Part 1 , Part 2 , Part 3) by me: Unsub!Reid. Spencer was found guilty but mentally ill after the torture and murder of several men. He finds solace in his psychiatrist at the institution.

Duet by Foxy: Letting the love of his life get away was Spencer’s biggest regret, so he decides to go after her.

Honeymoon by Foxy: Spencer and his wife are excited about their future (and their honeymoon).

To Have and To Hold by me: Reader is trying to save her marriage, but Spencer seems resigned to its failure.

Stork Song by me: Spencer and Reader try to find intimacy again following a terrible loss.

Domesticity by me: Reader gets worked up watching Spencer with kids. He notices.

Different Kind of Daddy by me: After a rough day, Reader has good news for her husband.

🌼 Other SFW Pairings 🌼

Till Death Do Us Part by Foxy: [Emily/GN!Reader] Reader didn't expect grief to linger after Emily came back from the dead.

Motherhood by Foxy: [Tara/Emily] Emily and Tara finally become mothers.

Happy Reading!

P.S. If I missed your fic or you have a new one to add, feel free to send me a message. I would love to add it!

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For @chaotic-librarian for the Criminal Minds 2023 Holiday Gift Exchange!

You asked for: HotchReid secretly married and have rings but only wear them at home But Rossi/Morgan/[insert BAU member] comes by as a surprise after a case left Hotch/Reid (as applicable) hurt only to not only find the other man there but there are rings on their fingers and so they awkwardly come out to the visitor

I hope I delivered everything you wanted <3

Thanks again @cmgiftexchange for organising this awesome event for us all

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