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will talk about: anyone in the cast and any ship, only adults for 18+ subjects. x reader or character x character, most kinks

won’t talk about: sexualized age regression, scat, extreme blood and gore or medical procedures, dom/top steve- he is babygirl and i need to see him taken care of, the kids in sexual situations.

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The next day, when Spencer came back into work, he was relieved to not see the man from the night before. Spencer had spent the entire day anxious and filled with dread. His nails were chipped and fingers raw from picking. The only reason he stopped was because Ethan noticed and practically forced the floral printed oven mitts on his abused hands.

Spencer placed his bag down in the dressing room while he removed the plain white Tshirt and gray sweatpants that hung low on his hips. Penelope, a fellow dancer, peeked her head in and wolf whistled while looking him up and down.

Spencer blushed and used his costume for tonight to cover his naked body.

“What did you want, Penny?” He asked and slipped the glittery, sheer, mini, purple dress on.

“That guy who you took into the back last night left something for you after you ran out.” Penelope invited herself inside the room, a pink silky robe draped over her body and hugging her curves beautifully.

“What did he leave?” Spencer furrowed his brows in confusion as he pulled the matching purple panties up his shaven legs. Penelope pulled a napkin out from behind her back, holding it out for Spencer to grab. The napkin had blue ink scribbled on it in messy yet somehow fancy chicken scratch writing.

Hopefully this letter finds you well. I realize that you are embarrassed for your release on my leg that night but I will keep this a secret between us. I found it quite arousing and would love to share another experience like that with you. If you would like to continue this conversation please contact me at xxx-xxx-xxxx

Spencer crumpled up the napkin and threw it in the little trash can, scrunching up his nose in disgust at the memory. How could that man want him after that? It was so unprofessional and violating!

-

Aaron couldn’t help but think of the scene from the night before. The boys face when he released and tensed his entire body, it was magical. The way his face scrunched up and hips stuttered… The dancer was gorgeous and Aaron couldn’t help but want to recreate that situation.

He spent the entire day waiting for the text notification from a new number to pop up on his phone. Then he waited another day, and another. The days went on and his patience was wearing thin. Aaron closed the file for a new case he was working on and rubbed his face in his large, calloused hands. It was too late for him to be working on this with no caffeine to help at least a little.

The man got up to walk into his kitchen before remembering how he ran out of coffee this morning once finishing his last cup of it. He grabbed his wallet, slipped on some shoes, and placed a black hoodie overtop of his white tshirt. He got in his car and drove to the 24 hour coffee shop near his house. He parked the car since the cafe didn’t have a drive thru and got out, locking the car twice just to be safe since it was so late and you never know who is out at that time of night.

Spencer could barely walk with how exhausted he was. It was a big shift and he was up since 8 that morning! Spencer rubbed his eyes and noticed a coffee shop still open on his walk back home. Bingo, he thought aloud to himself as he walked inside. His tiredness proved to be worse than he thought when he walked straight into someone and the front of his sweater got drenched in hot coffee. Spencer squealed and jumped back.

“Oh shit! I'm so sorry!” He began to apologize profusely before looking up at the man in front of him. Fuck. It took Spencer's eyes a few seconds to adjust before he put together that the man in front of him was the one from the club. It was Aaron. The man whose lap he came on…

Double oh shit.

Spencer felt his face flush even more than it already had been, the embarrassment was twice as much now.

“Don’t worry about it, Darling. How about I buy us both a new coffee since you seem to clearly need one” Aaron joked and threw the empty cup into the trash bin next to them.

“That’s okay, if anything I should be the one buying you a coffee” Spencer replied. Aaron just shook his head and waved Spencer over, back to the counter.

“Another coffee please…” Aaron looked to Spencer to which Spencer just agreed on the same order as him. “Make that two”

The woman behind the counter with bright blue eyes and long blonde hair just nodded and held out the debit machine for Aaron to place another payment on. When she went to make them their coffees, Aaron turned back to Spencer and smirked.

“So I assume you never got the message I left for you?” He inquired.

“Oh um.. no i didn’t.” Spencer lied. Aaron could tell. But the man was probably just embarrassed so he let it go.

“Hm, Well i just wanted to say you have nothing to be embarrassed about. I actually liked it a lot.” Aaron chuckled and smiled at the women when she placed both the drinks on the counter. Aaron handed one to Spencer who was surprisingly even more flustered looking than before.

“Well i’m glad you enjoyed the show” Spencer attempted to joke back despite his nervousness. He immediately went to the little table of sugars, cream, and other additions, placing multiple packets of sugar in his coffee. Aaron watched the young man fondly.

Aaron took a look outside at his own truck to make sure nothing had happened to it, considering he was there longer than expected, when he noticed his car was the only other car despite the woman’s car who was there before he even arrived.

“Did you walk here?” Spencer looked back at him, nodding before taking a sip.

“Why would you walk home at this time of night?” Aaron was in disbelief that Spencer would walk home alone at this hour.

”Well I don't own a car, I walk everywhere” Spencer explained casually.

“Let me drive you home then” Aaron offered but it was more like a request. He was truly worried for Spencer's safety considering he looked like he could be snapped in half by a light breeze.

“Are you sure?”

“I insist” Spencer pondered the request for a moment, eyeing the older man up and down before nodding.

“okay, thank you”

Chapter 1-> Now You’re in my Life

Chapter 2-> Can’t Get You Off my Mind

Chapter 3-> Coffee Shop

Chapter 4-> Car Rides

The drive back to Spencer's house was made in small talk before it was spent in a comfortable silence until about halfway when Aaron glanced over at Spencer. The boy was picking at the loose threads on his hoodie, biting his lip, and even in the dark car, you could see the blush cover his cheeks.

“You’re still embarrassed about the other night,” Aaron observed aloud.

“Hm?” Spencer finally looked over at him.

“I can tell, you’re still embarrassed about the other day” He stated.

“Oh um… yeah a bit.” Spencer scratched the back of his neck. “I mean, you would be too if you were in my position.”

Aaron pulled up to the curb of Spencer's building before he put the car in park and looked over at him, smirking and leaning across the centre console. He got so close to Spencer's face that he could feel the other’s breath on him.

“No, because I wouldn’t have ran off…” He said lowly, placing a hand in Spencer's hair to move it out of his face. “I would have stuck around to see and hear just how it affected me.”

“Fuck..” Spencer chewed at his bottom lip, blood threatening to seep through. Despite how much he wanted to forget this whole thing ever happened, he couldn’t deny the arousal growing in his groin.

“You know, I only know you as the dancer who came on my leg and spilled coffee on me… Is there a name I can put to it?” Aaron chuckled, placing Spencer's chin between his thumb and pointer finger. Spencer's eyes went wide as he gasped. How could he have forgotten to introduce himself even after cumming on this poor man's leg?

“Are you serious?”

“Yes.”

“I didn’t tell you my name?” Aaron chuckled and shook his head. Spencer’s forgetfulness and disbelief made Aaron a bit more fond of the young man.

“I’m so sorry! It’s Spencer.”

“Well, Spencer, it’s a pleasure to meet you and have you grind against my leg,” he teased. Spencer whined in humiliation, removing his face from Aaron's hands and hiding it on his own.

“Oh sweet boy, don’t hide that pretty face of yours” Aaron cooed, causing Spencer to squeal even more. He just smiled fondly and forced Spencer to look at him. His beautiful, doe, brown eyes stared back at him, he looked innocent but also so, so, attractive. He couldn’t help but have his eyes travel down to the beautiful pink, luscious lips.

“Hey, Spencer?”

“Yeah?”

“Can I kiss you?”

“Y-Yeah… Please.” That was all Aaron needed to smash his lips against Spencers, creating passion between them. Things escalated quickly, apparently like all things between the two, as Hotch moved the car seat back as much as possible with Spencer crawling into his lap.

“I would invite you inside but Ethan, my roommate, is home today and I’m sure he wouldn’t want to hear us,” Spencer said breathlessly and began to attack Aaron's neck and jawline with sloppy wet kisses and bites.

“Well, I would say he has nothing to worry about but we both know you’re quite noisy when you’re close,” Spencer groaned in frustration and bit at his neck a little harder than before in retaliation.

“You little shit, don’t bite me if you don’t want a spanking,” Aaron threatened. He wasn’t serious but with Spencer's moan in response, he thought about it more seriously.

“Is that what you want? Want me to spank you? Make your ass—grunt— red?”

“Please… sir..” He whined and pressed his ass into Hotch's lap. Aaron laid a light slap, just to test the waters and comfort level, on Spencer's ass which was still covered by his sweatpants.

“A-Again,” Spencer pleaded and squirmed. Who is Aaron to deny him? Aaron laid another, harsher smack against Spencer's ass, and then another, and another.

“Can- can I repay you?” Spencer asked, sliding his fingers down Aaron’s chest seductively.

“Hm… How do you plan to do that?”

“Well I was planning to blow you but if you have a better idea I’d love to hear it,” Aaron groaned lightly at the thought and pushed his hips up against Spencer’s ass. Spencer giggled and wiggled against him. “I take that as a yes?”

“Get to it, sweetheart,” Aaron encouraged him with a tap on the ass.

Spencer sank down off Aaron’s lap and to the floor, pulling the pants down just enough to pull out his cock. Aaron’s cock was long and thick. It was definitely bigger than his own and it made Spencer a little self-conscious considering he was not quite at full hardness either but it still stood tall from all the spanking and noises Spencer let out.

The young man cautiously licked the shaft and then took the whole tip in his mouth. He swirled his tongue around the slit, tasting the sweet but salty precum that was desperately weeping from Aaron’s cock. Spencer slowly took more of the older man into his mouth, stopping about halfway for his mouth to adjust. He found the large vein that trailed up the now fully erect length, following it with his tongue, dragging slowly over it.

“Fuck, so good at this.” Aaron complimented, tangling his own fingers in Spencer’s unruly brown locks. Spencer knew he wouldn’t be able to take all of it in his mouth, but he sure could try. He took more than half of him into his mouth, the warm tight heat of his throat was enough for Aaron to feel himself getting close to the edge already.

“Gonna cum soon, pull off Spencer,” He warned but was met with a whine and slight shake of the head from Spencer. Fuck. The tight knot in Aaron’s stomach released and he came large spouts of salty cum down Spencer's throat. He choked a bit and sputtered but swallowed most of it.

Spencer pulled off the softening cock, kitten licking at the tip a few times to get the last few drops from the slit. Aaron watched intently as the man also took the spilled cum on his chin, swiping it up with his thumb and sucking on it with a cheeky grin. He knew what he was doing and if Aaron hadn’t just cum then he would’ve been hard all over again like a guy who just saw his first porno.

“C'mere baby boy, let me help you now,” Spencer blushed furiously and looked down at his own lap which was painted with white sticky cum in his pants.

“Won’t be necessary…” Aaron also would've gotten a boner from that, if Spencer lapping up his cum didn’t.

“Spencer that is so hot.”

“Can I assume you will be at my next shift for work?” Spencer asked, fixing his hair, getting up from the ground and back over to the passenger seat.

“You absolutely can.”

“Great, I’ll make sure we can get a room for privacy,” Spencer kissed his cheek and took Aaron’s phone, internally rolling his eyes at the fact he had no passcode, before entering his phone number and handing it back to Aaron.

“Text me” was the last words Spencer said to Aaron before getting out of the car and running up to his building door.

Darling, I'm fallin'

Fucked up over you

Bite me, bruise me

Leave me like you do

Darling, I'm callin'

Lay me in my tomb

It was you and Aaron’s first anniversary together and while you both enjoyed going out for dinner, you felt it was best to spend the night in, watching cheesy movies, and eating homemade meals prepared together. You agreed to meet at your house around 5 pm, both with the dinners and desserts ready for consumption throughout the movies and cuddles.

It was one year since Aaron finally let his guard down and let you in. After a dead wife and ex girlfriend moving away, it was understandable that he was hesitant to start another relationship but you were relentless. You didn’t let him push you away like he did everyone else. While respecting his boundaries, you simultaneously forced your way in as a friend only to start a sexual relationship as well. Then that sexual relationship turned romantic until he couldn’t help himself. He needed to have you, to call you his own.

The first time you slept together it was rough and fast and possessive. He bruised your hips while you focused your mouth on his neck, biting and sucking anywhere that was exposed. A fun conversation at work for him the next day.

“Knock Knock!” You heard from behind you. You pulled off the oven mitts and turned off the stove, squealing in excitement as you ran over to your boyfriend. Aaron hugged you tightly and placed the tupperware full of food down on the table.

“Happy Anniversary” You grinned and looked at him.

“Happy Anniversary to you too, Gorgeous” He chuckled and placed a quick peck to your lips. You hummed happily.

“You look very handsome tonight, as always” You complimented, stepping away to send him into the kitchen with a light slap to his jean clad ass. He turned around to look back at you with a smirk.

“Really sweetheart? Is that how we’re gonna play it tonight?“

Oh father, forgive me

For all my sins

When I meet your eyes

The devil, he wins

Blinded by your lies

But I play pretend

Oh yes. This was how you were going to play it because as much as you loved your romantic and blissful moments shared together, you also knew that touching Aaron’s butt would get you an orgasm in return. It was exactly going all to plan. And Aaron isn’t stupid, he knew what you were doing but he’s never one to turn you down.

“Mhm, it is.” You confirmed. “Care to have a quickie before we eat?”

“I’m always down for one, you know that” He chuckled and shrugged off his jacket immediately, putting his hands on your waist and walking you until the back of your knees hit the couch, causing you to lay down.

Wrapped around your finger

Wish your tongue would linger

I need your warmth

Just to stay high

Now, you're holding me down

I scream but make no sound

Nothing to hold

My hands are tied

Aaron placed his mildly chapped lips against yours, the kiss started out soft and sweet before turning more passionate. You wouldn’t say it was aggressive, but it was definitely reminding you of the first few kisses the two of you shared.

His hand snaked it’s way down to your pants, unbuttoning them with one hand while the other hand stayed rested on your breast.

“Getting really good at that aren’t you?” You broke away from the kiss to tease but he just shut you up with a slight tweak of your nipple through your shirt.

Your pants were shimmied off in a matter of seconds before your hands were pinned above your head with your breasts exposed to the cold air in your home and Aaron’s other hand made quick use of rubbing at your clit gently. Aaron on the other hand stayed clothed, his long sleeved, white, tshirt was still snug against his chest and pants straining against his hardening cock.

“Off” he looked confused at your request, all the blood in his head rushing down to his dick, making him take a second to realize what you even meant.

“Hm?”

“Shirt—moan— Shirt and pants, off” You pleaded and squirmed underneath him.

He just nodded and rid himself of his clothing

“I want to feel you, please!”

“I’m coming sweetheart, just be patient” Patient my ass! you thought to yourself. You’ve been waiting for so long for him to stick his dick in you, the least he could do is hurry up.

When he gets his hands back on you, he brushes his fingers against your clit. You let your body indulge in the feeling of his fingers working slowly on you.

“Do you think you’re wet enough or should I grab some lube?”

“Just. Get. In. Me!” You whined and he chuckled, knowing that if he waits any longer you might just get up and take care of yourself.

He lines himself up with your entrance and pushes the tip of his cock inside. You let out a soft moan that got higher and louder as each inch of him was inserted inside of you.

He sets the pace slow at first but soon enough starts going faster. He finally gets to the pace that you know and love as you feel his balls slap against your thighs. He’s grunting and panting, hair sticking to his forehead, hands holding yours above your head with fingers intertwined.

“Fuck— So good for me baby, such a pretty pussy. It Makes me feel so good.” He mumbled out compliments. You weren’t sure he knew what he was even trying to say but you knew he meant them.

“Mmm Fuck!— Aaron close.. ‘M close”

“Go ahead, cum for me. Cum for me darling”

Your brain feels static, you couldn’t form a coherent thought after that as he slammed into you twice more causing the knot in your stomach to break. You came hard and quickly, loud as well. Back arching and legs spasming. Your pussy clamped down on his cock and the extra tightness milked his cum out of him. When the spurts of cum had filled you, Aaron pulled out gently and watched the fluid drip down and onto the couch.

“Looks like it will be movies, dinner, and aftercare in your bed now” He said with a big grin on his face. You rolled your eyes and giggled.

It was now the middle of march and Spencer still hadn’t shown any signs of being ready to mate. It was frustrating since both Derek and Aaron were just waiting for the opportunity to mount and breed the bunny hybrid to arise. The men paid close attention to spencer mannerisms over the past few weeks, if they wanted to fuck him then they had to be fast and stronger than the other.

Realistically, neither Aaron nor Derek could breed Spencer, he was a rare case of having the same instincts to mate as a doe would but also with the male anatomy to prevent him from carrying any babies.

“Hey Hotch, Prentiss and I were wondering if you could take a look at this file— That smell. it came and It was easily overwhelming his senses.— Hotch?”

JJ furrowed her brows at her boss's sudden change in demeanour.

“Not now, Jareau.— Aaron grabbed the file from her hands, threw it out of the office door along with her. — It’s happening, don’t bother me for the rest of the work day” He spoke, barely paying attention to the blonde who moved quickly out of his path.

Spencer was fidgeting in his desk chair, heat travelling throughout his body and his focus starting to wander.

Derek was also taking notice of the scent radiating from the young agent. Derek and Aaron raced to an unsuspecting Spencer, grabbing him and dragging him by his wrists back to Hotch's office.

“W-What’s happening?” He whined, visibly becoming more and more uncomfortable in his clothing. It felt suffocating.

“Your body is getting ready to mate, pretty boy..” Derek explained and began to shrug Spencer's clothes off his body with not much resistance from the younger man.

Aaron was already pulling his hardening cock from his slacks, stroking his member while watching the other two strip themselves of their own confining clothes.

“Sir, I n-need it” Spencer begged.

“Need what, darling?” What? Well Spencer wasn’t exactly sure what he needed. maybe it was to have his cock stroked? stroke someone else’s? have all of his holes filled? oh.. yeah definitely that last one.

“Did you want me to touch you here?“ Derek placed a large, calloused hand on Spencer's balls. Spencer nodded.

“Or what about here?” Aaron was the one who asked this time and reached to the slim cock, stroking the leaking pink head.

“Please please please!!! All of it! I want you all in me” He cried and pushed his ass against Derek's cock behind him. Derek grabbed the boy's hips and grinded into him, teasing the twitching hole while bending him over the desk. Aaron made his way to the other side of the desk and tapped the tip of his dick against Spencer's lips. Spencer eagerly opened his mouth and lapped at it, tasting the bitter and salty precum that started to form.

“Such a smart boy aren’t you.. Know exactly how to please me already” Aaron praised and ran his fingers through the brown curly locks. Spencer almost forgot about the man behind him until a finger was being pressed into his ass. the little white cotton tail also twitched. it might have been out of anticipation, or maybe excitement, possibly even nervousness. Compared to the two older men he was much smaller, in height and his cock.

Derek liked to think of how cute it would be to use only his index finger and thumb to play with the little cock. Maybe he could even just rub it like a little clit, watch Spencer's face scrunch up in pleasure as he squirms and moans.

Hotch on the other hand would much rather tease him for his smallness. Spencer would blush bright red while attempting to cover his lack of manhood, that wouldn’t fly though. Aaron would slap his hands away while maybe even laying a slap on the cocklet.

One finger for sure wasn’t sure enough, he needed more and he needed it now. The need and desperation grew more and more as each second went by.

“Fuck just do something already!” He cried. Derek chuckled and just placed a light smack on his cheek.

“Patience pretty boy”

“I can’t! I need it now! Please!” Well who is he to say no to the poor bunny in front of him. He pulled away from him and led him towards the sofa in the office but not without a protestant whine from Spencer and an annoyed grumble erupting from Hotch's chest.

“Ride daddy, bounce on my cock, bunny” Spencer climbed onto Dereks lap, sinking down onto him with ease. Aaron sat in his own desk chair, watching the scene in front of him unfold.

Spencer bounced a few times before the cock inside of him hit the spot he needed. Loud moans flew throughout the room and sweat dripped down his body, accentuating his flush chest.

“Daddy you’re so big” Spencer whined and continued to ramble nonsense, he wasn’t aware of what was spewing from his mouth, just that it encouraged Morgan to fuck his hips up into him harder.

Neither one of them noticed Hotch getting up from his chair until Spencer had a hand in his hair, gripping it tightly and avoiding the ears atop his head. He whined and bit at his bottom lip. Hotch released his tight hold before petting the fluffy white ears making Spencer lean into his touch with a desperate moan.

“You like that, bunny?” he inquired, tugging a bit at the base, not enough to hurt but enough to make the sensitive hybrid keen.

“Answer me” Aaron spoke sternly and slapped his face lightly causing Spencer to pout and glare up at him.

“Yes..”

“Louder!” slap.

“Yes.. Fuck!!”

Aaron grinned and gently stroked the reddening mark to soothe it.

“Open your mouth,” he said.

Spencer did as he was told, feeling the weight of Aaron’s half hard dick being placed on his tongue. The doctor wrapped his lips around it, tracing the vein along the underside and suckling lightly. He wasn’t expecting it when Aaron thrusted deeper into his mouth, entering his throat without enough saliva to lubricate it and making Spencer choke.

He ignored it, starting to fuck his face roughly. The doctor’s eyes watered and he clutched onto Derek to keep himself steady as the grip on his hair tightened, drawing a muffled whine.

“So good for us, bunny.”— Derek reached down to play with the tail, earning a loud squeak of surprise. —“sensitive too”

Spencer’s cock was bright red and angry, begging to be touched by anyone or anything. Derek, luckily for Spencer, took mercy on him and rubbed at the head while pounding straight into his prostate.

“Fuck, bunny.. gonna make me cum” Aaron groaned and Spencer looked up with pleading eyes, relaxing his throat. Aaron took that as all the permission he needed to cum down his throat while Derek painted Spencer's insides with large amounts of cum which slowly began to spill out of the raw and abused hole.

“Cum for us, bunny” The command barely registered to Spencer but he came hard and fell back on Derek's chest, breathing heavily.

It was now the middle of march and Spencer still hadn’t shown any signs of being ready to mate. It was frustrating since both Derek and Aaron were just waiting for the opportunity to mount and breed the bunny hybrid to arise. The men paid close attention to spencer mannerisms over the past few weeks, if they wanted to fuck him then they had to be fast and stronger than the other.

Realistically, neither Aaron nor Derek could breed Spencer, he was a rare case of having the same instincts to mate as a doe would but also with the male anatomy to prevent him from carrying any babies.

“Hey Hotch, Prentiss and I were wondering if you could take a look at this file— That smell. it came and It was easily overwhelming his senses.— Hotch?”

JJ furrowed her brows at her boss's sudden change in demeanour.

“Not now, Jareau.— Aaron grabbed the file from her hands, threw it out of the office door along with her. — It’s happening, don’t bother me for the rest of the work day” He spoke, barely paying attention to the blonde who moved quickly out of his path.

Spencer was fidgeting in his desk chair, heat travelling throughout his body and his focus starting to wander.

Derek was also taking notice of the scent radiating from the young agent. Derek and Aaron raced to an unsuspecting Spencer, grabbing him and dragging him by his wrists back to Hotch's office.

“W-What’s happening?” He whined, visibly becoming more and more uncomfortable in his clothing. It felt suffocating.

“Your body is getting ready to mate, pretty boy..” Derek explained and began to shrug Spencer's clothes off his body with not much resistance from the younger man.

Aaron was already pulling his hardening cock from his slacks, stroking his member while watching the other two strip themselves of their own confining clothes.

“Sir, I n-need it” Spencer begged.

“Need what, darling?” What? Well Spencer wasn’t exactly sure what he needed. maybe it was to have his cock stroked? stroke someone else’s? have all of his holes filled? oh.. yeah definitely that last one.

“Did you want me to touch you here?“ Derek placed a large, calloused hand on Spencer's balls. Spencer nodded.

“Or what about here?” Aaron was the one who asked this time and reached to the slim cock, stroking the leaking pink head.

“Please please please!!! All of it! I want you all in me” He cried and pushed his ass against Derek's cock behind him. Derek grabbed the boy's hips and grinded into him, teasing the twitching hole while bending him over the desk. Aaron made his way to the other side of the desk and tapped the tip of his dick against Spencer's lips. Spencer eagerly opened his mouth and lapped at it, tasting the bitter and salty precum that started to form.

“Such a smart boy aren’t you.. Know exactly how to please me already” Aaron praised and ran his fingers through the brown curly locks. Spencer almost forgot about the man behind him until a finger was being pressed into his ass. the little white cotton tail also twitched. it might have been out of anticipation, or maybe excitement, possibly even nervousness. Compared to the two older men he was much smaller, in height and his cock.

Derek liked to think of how cute it would be to use only his index finger and thumb to play with the little cock. Maybe he could even just rub it like a little clit, watch Spencer's face scrunch up in pleasure as he squirms and moans.

Hotch on the other hand would much rather tease him for his smallness. Spencer would blush bright red while attempting to cover his lack of manhood, that wouldn’t fly though. Aaron would slap his hands away while maybe even laying a slap on the cocklet.

One finger for sure wasn’t sure enough, he needed more and he needed it now. The need and desperation grew more and more as each second went by.

“Fuck just do something already!” He cried. Derek chuckled and just placed a light smack on his cheek.

“Patience pretty boy”

“I can’t! I need it now! Please!” Well who is he to say no to the poor bunny in front of him. He pulled away from him and led him towards the sofa in the office but not without a protestant whine from Spencer and an annoyed grumble erupting from Hotch's chest.

“Ride daddy, bounce on my cock, bunny” Spencer climbed onto Dereks lap, sinking down onto him with ease. Aaron sat in his own desk chair, watching the scene in front of him unfold.

Spencer bounced a few times before the cock inside of him hit the spot he needed. Loud moans flew throughout the room and sweat dripped down his body, accentuating his flush chest.

“Daddy you’re so big” Spencer whined and continued to ramble nonsense, he wasn’t aware of what was spewing from his mouth, just that it encouraged Morgan to fuck his hips up into him harder.

Neither one of them noticed Hotch getting up from his chair until Spencer had a hand in his hair, gripping it tightly and avoiding the ears atop his head. He whined and bit at his bottom lip. Hotch released his tight hold before petting the fluffy white ears making Spencer lean into his touch with a desperate moan.

“You like that, bunny?” he inquired, tugging a bit at the base, not enough to hurt but enough to make the sensitive hybrid keen.

“Answer me” Aaron spoke sternly and slapped his face lightly causing Spencer to pout and glare up at him.

“Yes..”

“Louder!” slap.

“Yes.. Fuck!!”

Aaron grinned and gently stroked the reddening mark to soothe it.

“Open your mouth,” he said.

Spencer did as he was told, feeling the weight of Aaron’s half hard dick being placed on his tongue. The doctor wrapped his lips around it, tracing the vein along the underside and suckling lightly. He wasn’t expecting it when Aaron thrusted deeper into his mouth, entering his throat without enough saliva to lubricate it and making Spencer choke.

He ignored it, starting to fuck his face roughly. The doctor’s eyes watered and he clutched onto Derek to keep himself steady as the grip on his hair tightened, drawing a muffled whine.

“So good for us, bunny.”— Derek reached down to play with the tail, earning a loud squeak of surprise. —“sensitive too”

Spencer’s cock was bright red and angry, begging to be touched by anyone or anything. Derek, luckily for Spencer, took mercy on him and rubbed at the head while pounding straight into his prostate.

“Fuck, bunny.. gonna make me cum” Aaron groaned and Spencer looked up with pleading eyes, relaxing his throat. Aaron took that as all the permission he needed to cum down his throat while Derek painted Spencer's insides with large amounts of cum which slowly began to spill out of the raw and abused hole.

“Cum for us, bunny” The command barely registered to Spencer but he came hard and fell back on Derek's chest, breathing heavily.

Spencer couldn’t believe what he was witnessing. How dare she flirt so openly and with HIS daddy! This stupid new agent has the audacity to touch him as well, daddy isn’t even saying anything to stop her!

“So you think the guy has been dumping bodies in places that have significant meaning?” shut up. shut up. shut up. That’s all that was going through Spencer's head as he watched his daddy share a map of the city with the woman. There were little markers spread throughout the map, indicating each place a body was dumped. God… even her voice was annoying. It was shrill and Spencer swore it would make his ears bleed if he had to listen to it for one more second.

“You alright, Spence?” Emily walked up to him and placed her mug of coffee up to her lips, taking a sip.

“Fine.” He replied shortly.

“You don't seem fine… Daddy's making you jealous?” She teased.

Spencer grabbed his files off the desk, ignoring her last remark and rushing off to Hotch's office. The door was left unlocked and Spencer was easily able to slip in while drawing no attention to himself. He grabbed the paper cup of office coffee off of the desk, removing the lid and unbuttoning his tan pants. He removed his cocklet, using his pointer finger and thumb to harden himself, it wasn’t long either until he felt the familiar feeling bubbling in his stomach. Cum shot from his tip and right into the coffee. ‘Have some more cream with that’ he thought, bitterly.

Of course Hotch knew that his boy had tampered with it as soon as he noticed the door to his office had been left wide open and the lid of his coffee was still off. It wasn’t an uncommon occurrence, Spencer was possessive and he knew that. Aaron just rolled his eyes and placed the lid back on, pushing it to the edge of his desk to be forgotten about.

—

This was the final straw. He couldn’t bear to handle it anymore. all day, everyone they came across had made suggestive comments to Aaron or gave him flirtatious looks. Spencer couldn’t have that.

From behind the glass Spencer watched as his daddy interrogated the suspect. She was a tall blonde woman who had been murdering all her ex boyfriends. Was quite easy to catch her and Spencer couldn’t help but think just how stupid she was.

“You know… You’re quite handsome, agent. I'm sure we could work out some kind of deal” The woman said in a sickly fake, seductive voice. Aaron ignored it but Spencer couldn’t. Spencer barged into the interrogation room, fuming and if it was one of those cartoons there for sure would be smoke coming from his ears.

“Agent Reid—“ Spencer ignored him, undoing his pants and pulling his cocklet out once again. The woman sat there in shock. of what was happening or the size? she wasn’t sure.

“Spencer, I am ordering you to stop and wait in my office, right now!” No. Spencer saw red. He was furious and he resorted to the last option he could think of. He was going to mark his territory.

“You’re mine!” Spencer relaxed his bladder and the stream of piss landed on Hotch's suit. “MINE MINE MINE!!”

The woman shut her eyes tightly and screamed