Clearly pleased with himself, he leans in, quick, placing a kiss to the middle of your forehead. It distracts you enough that you don't notice as Frank plucks your barely-sipped drink from your hand, abandoning it on a nearby table. You watch as his eyes flicks across the room before his gaze settles on Cassie. "Hey. We're headed out."

Your hair is carefully done and makeup absolutely pristine, visible even from Hotch’s place at his window. Hotch can tell you’re annoyed that it’s all gone to waste as you pull your hair up, fidgeting in your tight dress. And then you’re shimmying out of it, exposing a delicate lavender bra and matching panties. They’re lacey, hugging your hips and the slopes of your breasts, nearly sheer and at risk of exposing the peak of your nipples. The sudden exposure of your thighs and your stomach has Hotch reeling, breath hitching and reaching out to grasp at the edge of the windowsill as he’s hit with an onslaught of all-consuming desire and all the blood in his brain travels south.

@mariasont sweetheart if you see this you made my day and I think of you and your works every single day 🤧🫶🏼

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i love you!!! i used every ounce of baddie in me in order to make this one

thank you soooo much my darlin!!! 🥹🤍