hotch x you x rick…?? yeah this blog changes every three minutes
No apocalypse and no mention of bau content. Just loveee!
summary: You had been with Aaron for a long time, loving the affection and care he'd loved giving you. But there was another man at the back of your mind and you were stupid to think Aaron wouldn't know, profiler that he is.
cw: SMUT!, multiple orgasms, praise kink, threesome, dp, unprotected sex, face fucking, oral (both m and f receiving), overstimulation, tears, begging, fingering, creampie, LOVE, sorta size kink? but more just mentioned.
an: well fuck me its been a while right? unsure if i'm back for good but all i know is this story couldn't stay in my head anymore-
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You were soaking wet from the immense downpour outside. Bone shattering thunder and blinding lighting cutting through the dark sky almost made it so you didn't make it home.
Standing at the last crosswalk before your street corner, waiting for the light to turn green, you felt antsy. Like your hair was standing at attention. You brushed it off as just the storm making you paranoid.
The last car in the que passed and just as you went to walk, another came speeding down the isolated street. The audacity! The light was clearly red but it was as if the driver didn't care. It was too dark to see the maniac but, as the car passed a streetlight, you caught his eyes.
Light yet dark in their demeanor. Familiar but the interaction too quick to place them.
You had to run the last stretch of the road to keep from getting hit. The car passed as if it hadn't just run a red light in the middle of a freak storm. As if it wasn't seconds away from smashing into you.
With a sigh you continued walking to your apartment, deciding to take the side entrance to avoid the hordes of people no doubt finding shelter in the lobby.
Still feeling on edge, you couldn't help but look behind you in the alleyway. Finding an idle car that you swore wasn't there when you turned the corner. Walking faster now you open the rusty old door, feeling the creaking sound in your teeth.
You try to distract yourself as you walk up the stairs. What warm food you were going to eat when you got in. How high you were going to turn the heating. How you promised to call-
Snapping you back to reality goes the same door you had entered moments ago. An occurrence that wouldn't be strange on a regular day. But today was not a regular day. Not with the storm that nobody had expected.
The side entrance doesn't get used by many people but you. And never by people who live above the first floor.
You kept climbing up, for the first time annoyed you picked the sixth floor apartment with the city view instead of the second floor, which had no benefits except that fact it was on the second floor.
The footsteps behind you stayed far enough you didn't dread having an awkward stairwell conversation. But they were moving too slow for somebody coming in from the free shower outside, wanting to get home.
Your body couldn't feel any more unease tonight. So you walked faster. The footsteps matched. Faster. Again. Running now you fished your keys out of your bag. Key in the lock, your hands are shaking. You hear the footsteps getting closer now. And closer. And-
You feel the door give way, opened from the inside. Seeing Aarons godly face, you push him inside, shutting the door behind you and locking it for extra measure.
"Are you okay?" Still shaking you feel Aarons voice, being in his arms, pulling you back from a downward spiral.
"Yeah I'm- i thought someone was- what are you doing here?" Thoughts scrambled you couldn't help but give half sentences.
"Since the restaurant was closed because of the hurricane, I thought I'd cook for you and we could eat in." The minute he mentioned food you smelled pure deliciousness from the kitchen.
Moving towards the smell now, you threw back, "Thank you for the surprise. How did you get in? I thought I took my spare key back the last time I locked myself out?"
"You did. But I also know you're the type of person to keep another under the mat- Yes you keep another one there I know, you forgot. Just eat why don't you"
You felt your cheeks warm. You would never admit it because of pride, but you loved how Aaron knew you just a little better than you knew yourself.
"I'm gonna shower and change first and then we can eat." He kept his eyes on you as you walked into your bedroom.
Mind still reeling from the chilling events that played out just a few minutes ago, you took the shower you'd been longing for since the rain began. Half wanting to stay in the hot water and half rushing to get back to Hotch.
In the end your pussy won out, flinging on Aarons favourite nightdress and a cardigan. You rushed back out to find him lighting candles around the apartment.
Smiling to yourself at how domestic life could turn in a moment, You went to plate the food. He took over almost immediately after watching you throw different pieces together in any arrangement.
He sat down next to you with his own plate and opened a bottle of scotch.
"No fancy wine you want me to try today?" You retorted.
Smiling one of those rare Aaron Hotchner smiles only you ever got to see, "I had a bottle picked out, extra bitter just the way you like it." You roll your eyes as he continues "But once the thunder started up, I figured it might become a whiskey night instead"
"You thought right." Picking up the bottle as you poured a measure or two (or four but in your defense, it had been a long day.)
You had just begun telling him about it, the issues at work, the cashier at the thrift charging you extra for a pair of boots you knew weren't vintage.
You were hesitant to bring up the car that almost killed you or the footsteps on the stairs. Not because you didn't take it seriously because you always did, Aaron had made sure of that. But because you knew this night of candlelight's, perfectly cooked dinner, finely aged scotch and your favourite man would turn into security measures and safety tips. So in other words, sexy into unsexy, real quick.
But you knew leaving something like that out would come back to bite you in the ass.
Just as you were mentioning the car in the alleyway, you heard a noise at the front door. "Did you hear that?" You asked abruptly.
You paused for a moment, waiting for it. "Nothing I thought I-"
You heard it again. Almost like a key in the lock.
The paranoia Aaron had washed away earlier came rushing back.
"Did you put the key back under the mat?" You called behind you. You were stepping slowly towards the door, Aaron a few paces behind you.
"No, of course not. I put it back in the bowl."
You checked the bowl beside the door, the spare key was there but yours were not.
The realization came when the handle turned. In your panic, you had left your key still in the door when Aaron had opened it.
You felt paralysed, unable to move. The door just kept opening. You willed yourself to shut it before they could enter. But that would mean finishing the pace to the door. Your legs seemed to refuse the command.
The figure in the doorway was slowly revealed. A man with a familiar stance. A face with familiar eyes.
"Did you miss me Sweet baby?" It was like your entire body reacted differently to the words of a man you thought you'd never see again.
Head outraged. Heart thawing. cunt clenching...
"Surprise." The voice cut right through you. Full of memories and a past you thought was left behind. The word sounded like it almost...had...an echo?
You whipped around to Aaron. Surprise? The words didn't make sense coming from his lips. His lips that had a slight curve to them like he was smiling. But he couldn't be smiling. Not when he was standing in a room with you and the ex you'd tried to forget about. The ex, the word was trivial to what Rick was to you, that you'd only mentioned to him once.
"Y-you brought him here? why? I don't understand? You've never met- I don't understand?" You felt like your mind was splitting in two. Two worlds that were never meant to meet were now imploding into each other. Past and present, clear cut boxes, now spilled over. You felt yourself hyperventilating
Arms, familiar yet distant arms, wrapped around you from behind.
"It's okay Baby just relax, breathe." Rick spoke softly into your ear. You'd never heard him speak soo softly before. You went to pull away but he held you tighter. Pressing you against him. All of him. You felt what little resolve you had slipping away. You couldn't bare to look at Aaron. Ashamed at what you were feeling yet betrayed by him of all people.
"Your personal fbi agent here tracked me down, told me he knew where you were." Rick chuckled lightly behind you, "Told him I knew where you were too but you wouldn't wanna see me. But see he said something funny, said that you missed me."
His words made no sense, you locked eyes with Aaron while speaking to Rick. "I never said I missed you, in fact I barely speak about you."
Aaron took this as an opportunity to jump in, "You didn't have to say it. I'm a profiler." He continued while walking toward you slowly, "I could tell by the way you change the subject every time I asked about him. By the way your eyes glass over when I call you baby. When you call his name when you're having a nightmare. The fact that you don't call out mine when you cum."
"But you used to call out mine. You used to scream for me all day long baby." Rick retorts.
You're pressed between both men just the way your mind has been all this time.
"I know you love me." Aaron cups your face roughly. "You love him too. That's why hes here. To let you know that its okay to love us both."
"The way we love you" Rick adds. Aaron kisses you harshly, like hes trying to prove it to you. Forcing you to let go of any worry or confusion. To be here, in the moment.
Rick pulls you away, your lips onto his. Replacing Aarons convincing kiss with one of fantasy. The ones you'd forgotten about, that remained only in your dreams.
Feeling a tug on your waist, you follow Aarons guiding hands, Rick never once breaking the kiss.
Aaron pulls you back and suddenly you feel like the prize in a children's game. Weightless for a moment until you feel your bed below you.
When you had first moved in, you felt like it would never feel like home. Unable to imagine Rick in this new city. Yet here he is standing over you like the natural predator he is. Aaron right beside him, the puppet master.
"I need you... right... " Ricks soothing timbre echoes, his hands getting lost in your clothes. "Now." Pulling off your dress with more coordination than you could manage, but with the precision that just is Rick.
You felt your hips jerk, his lips covering the bite at your thigh. Too close to the wetness soaking your panties. The second you thought it you know he did too.
"Did my precious sweet baby miss me?" You watched as Rick pulled the buttons of his shirt apart.
Rick was the first hairy man you'd ever dated. The first man at all. The forest on his chest that you would burrow into when he had you cumming on his cock all day in front of the tv. He'd pretending to be interested in the show when you know you heard his dear words of praise as he'd cum... His beard tickling your thighs when he would...
His mouth was on your achingly sensitive clit, sucking, fucking his tongue into you as deeply as he could.
"Ri- rick...ple-please" You tried to force out, his mouth trying to cut you off. Like found it...funny? His deep chuckle filled the room when he saw the incredible look on your face.
"Love the way you whimper baby... almost like you never left." You felt his fingers join his mouth, gathering the slick he made you provide. Pushing them into your needy hole, making you jerk and shiver.
The shock was from the fingers, but the shiver? You remembered how it felt the first few time you and rick made love... how he fucked you deeply into the mattress, needing to be as buried inside you as possible. Rick always made sure he would spend lots of time preparing you for his monster. Aptly nicknamed for the large in everyway mound in his pants. But sometimes, some nights, Rick would come home from spending a full day working in the sun, on the farm, and just need you!
He pushed his fingers in deeper, skewering them over that special spot inside you.
"I never forgot anything about you baby, haven't been with anyone since you, never"
Rick words pull you out from in your head, he dips his low and you make eye contact with Aaron over his shoulder. His shirt pulled open, tie to one side. He looked like a God cut from marble. Strong and brave in every way. Its no wonder you fell for both of these men.
Aaron sauntered over to you, his gaze never leaving yours.
Overwhelmed by the unimaginable circumstances, images of years spent with each of these men separately. You were struggling to merge the two worlds, but it didn't matter. This was here and now.
All you could focus on were the sensations. Ricks tongue caressing your folds in reverence, whispers of longing and long forgotten promises as if he was trying to convince your body instead of you. Pulling and sucking in tandem in works to uncoil you. Aarons hands sauntering all over you, skirting around your nipples every time, teasing.
Its too much and not enough at the same time. Pressure builds at the base of your spine. Rick teases a finger at your entrance as he sucks your clit into his mouth. Aaron, reading your body perfectly, uses this moment to clamp down on your nipples. Tugging a guttural moan form you. Precious touches becoming overwhelming.
As if it were a competition, Rick pushes another finger into your fluttering hole, pumping and scissoring. Your back arches on its own, an instinctive need to crawl away from the intense phenomenon that was these two men.
Neither of them allow it.
"Where do you think you're going baby?" Its posed as a question but Rick knows you can't provide an answer and he doesn't wait for one. Griping your thighs tight, he drags you back to him. His tongue going deeper as if hes trying to memorise every ridge in your cunt. Thumb circling your clit.
Your breathing accelerates, long deep breaths replaced by short quick pants. You turn your head into the sheets. Demanding a reprieve from the sensitivity.
"Don't you dare, c'mon look at me. Open your eyes." They open before the words can register. Hotch had always seemed to be able to communicate with your soul. "That's my girl." Aaron speaks softly. He doesn't need to say anything more, he knows you. Knows that the praise of reminding you that your his girl is everything.
With Rick cursing into your cunt, speaking to your heart, as if he can't assure you of his love deep enough.
These men could not be anymore different and yet deep down, they were the same. That's what drew you in.
The orgasm came first. Hard and fast. Moving in a wave of passion from your breasts, sucked out of your core by Ricks loving mouth. It took over your body, breath knocked out of your lungs. Body folding into the arms of both men.
You felt yourself trembling and you could only feel it because Rick was dancing his fingers along your thighs, pulling the life back.
The emotions came next, tears falling from your eyes. The amount of love in your simple bedroom was stifling. Rick, who had never stopped loving you after all these years, after all that had happened. Aaron who had made it his life's mission to anticipate your every need and provide. You had no idea how he predicted this one. Rick. You didn't allow yourself to think about him ever since you left, but some nights... Rick was always there, lurking in the shadows of your mind.
"I've thought about the way you taste every single day Sweet baby." You perked up from between Aarons arms. Before you could even think to respond to Ricks words, you realised his eyes were still on your fluttering cunt. He wasn't talking to you he was talking to his baby.
Without taking your eyes off him, you climbed up out of Aarons warm hold. Pushing Rick back onto his back you settled at his knees.
"Baby what are you-" He tried to interject, trying to flip you back over.
"Please..." Pleading with Rick, with either of these men, was always an uphill battle. But they must've understood what the pleading quiver in your voice meant. After all, nobody on this planet knew you better than those in this room.
You felt Aaron behind you, his chest closing in at the back of your head. You leaned into him looking up to see him. But he wasn't looking at you he was looking at Rick. Reaching out an arm, Aaron pushed Rick back gently and slowly, never releasing eye contact.
"In this house, what she wants goes and I think she want you on your back." Aaron stated, his calm demeanour never resting for a single second.
"Is that what you want?" Rick probed. Your answer delayed by his small yet domineering grin.
"Baby what-" This time you silenced him with your hand on his very thick and very hard cock. His wince in return pulled more slick from your cunt. As if your Pussy was connected to every little tick from these men.
Running your hand firmly up to his passionately red tip and watching his face contort. Every look and every micro expression was like a drug to you, fuelling your hands to keep exploring and encouraging your mouth to start teasing.
Licking up and around his tip, teasing and playing with his base and sucking down just enough to excite but not enough to relieve.
It was like you were thrown back into what life used to be. You wanted to say it was muscle memory taking over but you had never forgotten. Rick was the first man that had ever truly fucked you. Once you'd both started... lets just say you both had to call in sick for a few days.
"Baby please just... please, Sweet..." This man who had once caused shivers down your spine was now whining beneath you. You couldn't help but feel powerful all while his cock was in your mouth.
Rick bucked up his hips in a huff, his cock bullying its way into your throat causing you to gag. The groan you released was in response to the blissful sensation.
You felt Aarons hand rub circles on your back. "Easy baby, go slow."
You followed his instructions begrudgingly, resisting the urge to take Rick deeper for both him and the relief it would bring your dripping cunt. You would've too if you didn't feel Aarons fingers drop closer and close to where you needed him.
"Go slow and i'll take care of you." Aaron danced his fingers over every inch of you until he finally reached your cunt, teasing you with light strokes over your clit.
Shallow strokes into your cunt, a single finger which could usually make you cum on Aarons skillful hand. Usually. But today was far from a usual day.
"Aaron please... more!" You begged and pleaded, pulling your mouth off Rick, pushing your hips back into him trying to find relief. You were wound so tight by these men you could barely think.
But Aarons pace didn't change. You allowed yourself a singular groan before you went back to Ricks cock.
Moans and soft sobs left your mouth, you could tell Rick was doing his best to hold it together. It was always difficult for him to succumb to anyone but himself.
His hand briefly went to grab your head, he pulled it back suddenly when you felt Aarons fingers stop. Smirking at the tug and pull between these two men, you reached out for both of ricks hands, guiding them to the back of your head and gave a simple nod.
"No baby I can hold out, I don't-" You nipped his all too sensitive cock with your teeth to shut him up. You needed more and if Aaron was going to keep torturing your throbbing clit with his excruciatingly slow movements, then the least Rick could do was fuck you throat the way you wanted. Needed.
"Fuck my throat Rick. Just the way you used to." You muttered before you went back to sucking and licking.
"I wont hold back baby, I can't. Its been too long." Rick trailed off at the end, distracted by your fluttering eyes. "okay."
It was instantaneous, Rick crowding your throat. Pushing and retreating in tandem. There was a cacophony of gags, groans and whimpers in the room. Your hands gripping the sheets were all you could do to keep in this moment. Aaron must have noticed.
He chose the perfect moment to dig his fingers deep, two now, working together to ruin you as if you hadn't already been lost. Moving deep as if trying to coax out your soul.
Between the both of them, chocking on Ricks cock as he bucked his hips to find the bottom of your throat and pushing back on Aarons fingers so he could scratch that itch inside you. It was too much, it was always too much. You felt yourself climbing higher and higher, muffled sounds deafening the room. That's when it happened.
Not the dive you expected but the absence of everything. The loss of Aarons fingers and the emptiness in your throat only soothed by the salty feeling in your mouth. You swallowed what you could but Rick had pulled out too early. It wasn't enough and you felt cheated of what should've been yours.
It wasn't enough and they must've felt it because it wasn't long before it all came back.
Rick sat up, pulling you close as you straddled him. It would take nothing to simply reach up and put his cock in your neediest hole. You sat up to do just that. Aaron took the moment to slowly drive his finger, wet with your slick, into his favourite hole.
It only took three incredible dates a few years ago for you to realise Aaron loved fucking your asshole more than anything. And it was never hard for Aaron to convince you to do anything. And so It slowly became your favourite thing too after he ruined you the first time. Nothing could beat the sting of that first thrust into your most secret hole.
"Aaron... yes. Please. More!" You couldn't help but moan your way through the words. Quickly swallowed by Ricks loving mouth on yours.
"You want me to take my time or-" Aaron tried to be polite but you knew he knew exactly what you wanted. But he rarely ever did anything with your pretty words. His rules of course.
"No! Please I need you now, I need you both now" The words were hard to decipher as Rick refused to let you come up for air. Devouring the words with his own moans. You felt his cock jerk, taping you on the stomach as if it had a mind of its own.
"Now, please Aaron, you know i'm ready i'll always be ready!"
"That's what I like to hear." He barely let the words register before he was pushing you and Rick down. His fingers scissoring you as they exited your body. You felt his cock, a cock you could point out with your eyes closed, take a shallow dip inside your pussy. Using your own mess to lubricate himself.
It was always a stretch taking Aaron, just like it was taking Rick. The thought of them both-
You gasped. The air not being nearly enough. Aaron pushing deep inside you, going as fast as he would allow himself. It was easier now, taking Aarons thick cock inside you. Easier but never easy.
"Breathe baby, c'mon keep breathing. You know how." Aaron kept talking as he pushed his way into you. The unmovable agent who seldom faltered. But he always, always, did when he'd finally reached all the way inside your sopping cunt.
The feeling was heavenly, feeling fuller than words could describe. Choking and gasping for air, it was then you realised Rick had stopped kissing you in favour of stroking and grabbing every inch of you he could.
"Feels good baby?" Rick muttered, eyes locked in on the desire on your face.
"So good-" The thoughtless phrase knocked out of your lungs by Aarons penetrating thrusts.
"I know baby," Aarons words held a patronising tone and you felt yourself bear tighter, as if trying to hold on to him. "I think I can make you cum a few times before Rick gets the point. What do you think, baby?"
Your eyes flew open, craning your head to look at him. His eyes left yours after a second to stare at Rick. A soft smile at the corner of his mouth.
"What point." Rick all but growled. Never enjoying feeling like a pawn.
Aaron always liked to prod so you weren't surprised by his words, "That she needs us. Both. Now."
Neither of them spoke for a measure of time, the only melody echoing around the room was your uninhibited groans. Failing to keep your head straight as Aaron kept pounding into you. It felt as if your cunt would never stop dripping.
Rick grabbed your chin, angling you to face him. "You sure baby? You can take it?"
The only reply came as Aaron changed his pace from a fast and deep to a slow and, somehow, deeper. Forcing a guttural cry right from your soul.
Rick didn't need words, he always read your face for an answer. Apparently your face was screaming yes. He let go of your face, keeping eye contact with your half lidded eyes.
He teased the entrance of your cunt with his cock. It feel like too much already and yet you felt as if you would die if Rick didn't fuck you too, right now.
He didn't bother etching in slowly, he thrust up into you heavily and fast. Causing a glorious medley of a moan from each of you.
You felt beautifully stuffed full. Full of love, full of admiration and full to the brim with what must be the thickest cocks on the planet.
It was only by Aarons words you realised you weren't breathing. "Deep breaths baby, just like we've practised. Deep and slow breaths." Aarons words of reverence were accompanied with soft swirls at your sides.
You hated breath work while he fucked you because they always made the orgasms that much stronger. Which sounds nice on paper but as you felt every breath fill your lungs and release slowly, every sensation felt magnified by a thousand. You felt like you were gonna explode. Just the way Aaron wanted it. And you did.
You exploded. Bearing down on both their cocks as they coaxed every tremor from you. Pushing and clenching with every thing you had. You felt Ricks cock slip out of you just as you felt a gush release from your cunt. Soaking him and the bed below you.
They praised you softly, whispering the sweetest of words as you came apart within their arms.
"That was so good, amazing baby." Rick murmured in one ear.
"Beautiful, absolutely beautiful." Aaron proclaimed in the other.
You felt loved. There was only a brief moment, after you left Rick and before you met Aaron, where you felt utterly alone. Believed you would never find anyone again. That moment was nothing now. Now your heart exploded with love and devotion. Because of them.
"You ready for more?" Your heart jumped at the words. So distracted by your own orgasm you didn't even notice both men were still rock hard. Choosing to delay their satisfaction until they were pleased that you were happy.
And oh how happy you were.
Nodding, for Ricks sake. "Yes." A raspy whisper, for Aarons.
Aaron had kept inside of you, while you came back from the daze. Rick slipped out at just the right time to make sure you squirted. He began slipping back in now. So much of him to take, it was then you realised he hadn't even been fully inside you the first time.
But he was now and the crowdedness you felt was incomparable. They began moving together. Going back and forth between alternating and moving in sync. It was too much, it had all been too much from the moment you laid eyes on Rick.
You felt spacy now, disconnected and yet entirely connected to the sensations of them dragging their cocks in and out of you.
Their movements started to falter now, their heads laying on each of your shoulders. As if they were trying to bathe in the embrace.
"Do you want us to cum inside, baby?" One of them asked, eyes closed now and hearing muffled by your beating heart, you were unsure which.
"Yes, please I need it!" Fighting to get the words out as you felt yourself plunging back over that cliff.
It seemed complete now. All three of you cumming together. Moans and groans encouraging each other. They continued fucking you through the after shocks, gentle movements now. But it didn't matter because the feeling of their hot cum joining them inside you was all you needed to cum again.
You were sure you were crying now. Soft words mixed with quiet shushes to soothe your tears. Lips tangled to make sure you felt more loved than ever.
You were in and out of sleep, feeling their limbs fall apart, laying you down. A warm towel between your thighs. They ignored any blanket, instead choosing to hold you tight on both sides. Wanting you to feel comfortable.
When you wake up, sore and groggy, you find Aarons chest underneath your head. And Rick gone. Like he was never even there.
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