soft hotch headquarters

this is for my masterlist to make it shorter <3

Summary: Hotch brings work into the bedroom, and you put him to work another way.

Word Count: 2141

Genre: Humor, Fluff, Romance, Smut.

Pairing: Hotch x Gender Neutral Reader

Characters: Hotch, Gender Neutral Reader, mentions of Jack

Warnings: Inappropriate Workplace Relationships, Power Imbalance, Slightly Subby Hotch, Dirty Talk, Jerking Off,

Author: @genevievedarcygranger

Author’s Note: Remember this post? I expanded it into a fic.

Tagging: @transhotchner @mitchmorgans @whoreforhotch @dwellingsofrosie

Can also be found and read on my AO3. Do not repost.

You would never get used to living with Hotch.

Obviously, there was the big difference of having a nine-year-old in the house. Jack was a sweet kid, but you really could not wait for the teen years where he’d sleep until noon. Right now, he was always bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, rising with the sun, climbing into your bed, so energetic. You couldn’t remember ever being like that before coffee, but now you’d find yourself sitting on the couch on Saturday mornings with a bowl of cereal, watching cartoons together. It was cute.

Then there was the more subtle difference to get used to. Hotch wasn’t the kind of guy to live like a bachelor or a slob. He was a total neat freak. In fact, he picked up your clothes and put them in the hamper even when they weren’t dirty. He didn’t leave the toilet seat down, but he did occasionally leave hair in the sink after shaving, which he got embarrassed over. He bought whole milk instead of the two percent, which drove you nuts. And you were operant conditioned like one of Pavlov’s dogs to hate the sound of his phone ringing.

But you wouldn’t trade it for anything. Not when it meant that some days you woke up with his arms around you. Not when it meant that you could see your stern boss literally melt away into Aaron, devoted push-over father who read to Jack every night he could and always caved and ordered pizza for dinner. Not when you had Jack, who adored you because you could make better oatmeal than Hotch for breakfast and never burnt the cookies, even though they were the break-n-bake kind instead of homemade.

Aaron Hotchner x Gender Neutral AFAB!Reader a joyful future fic

a/n: an addendum to spoiled! i hope you enjoy it - it’s quite silly and very fun. this is an nsfw, 18+ fic. minors do not interact. as usual, my policy is to block first and ask questions later (or never). please do not force me to make a disappointing choice! lemme know what you think, my beautiful grown-ups!

words: 3k warnings: language, smut (p in v penetration, consensual unprotected sex, oral sex [reader receiving], face sitting/riding, dirty talk, creampie), play-sparring

summary: “sex is kicking death in the ass while singing.” - charles bukowski. au!february 2012.

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Aaron Hotchner x Fem!Reader a joyful future fic

a/n: a treat for the grown-ups in the room! this was inspired by an ask from many moons ago, and a couple of ideas submitted in the form. i hope you all enjoy, and as always, tell me what you think (and practice safe sex)! this fic contains explicit content and is 18+. minors do not interact or prepare to be blocked! also some tags aren’t working - please double check your urls below!

words: 2.8k warnings: smut (p in v penetration, [consentual & monogamous] unprotected sex, creampie, counter sex, floor sex, oral [reader receiving], very light soft dom!aaron),language, food mention

summary: “if you can’t laugh with your partner during sex, break up.” - my sister-in-law. au!november 2021.

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