Bad's Kinktober
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"You think a little sex fixes this?" Spencer spat, his voice laced with venom. "You seriously think you can pretend to love me until I forgive you?"
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"I don't expect you to forgive me," Aaron muttered, his voice thick with a raw, unshakable resolve. "Just let me make you feel good."
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"You…" Spencer hissed, his voice trembling as his eyes snapped back open to glare up at Aaron. The fury in his expression was genuine, a stubborn anchor to reality while his nervous system melted down around him. "Don't... don't look at me like that."
"Like what?" Aaron murmured, his voice a deep, steady rumble that vibrated right against Spencer's skin.
"Like you're... like this actually means something to you," Spencer choked out, his fingers clutching at the bedsheets, knuckles turning white.
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Months into their friends with benefits arrangement, Spencer wonders if things will ever progress into relationship territory. Aaron is emotionally repressed and handles the situation by stone-walling Spencer. They argue for days and eventually Aaron pleas for forgiveness and offers to at least give Spencer one more night of feeling good.
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- Part 11 of Hotch/Reid
- Part 1 of Bad's Kinktober
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"Actually," Aaron says, his thumbs tracing the line of Spencer's belt loops, "I have a better plan."
Spencer raises an eyebrow, leaning down slightly so he's eye-level. "Oh? Does it involve putting away the paperwork?"
"Not quite." Aaron’s gaze is steady, dark, and entirely unapologetic as he maps out the logistics. "You get to enjoy yourself, and I get to finish these reports."
Spencer blinks, processing the logistics for a fraction of a second before his breath catches. The contrast between Aaron’s stern, professional demeanor and the sheer audacity of the suggestion sends a visible thrill straight through him. A flush creeps up the back of Spencer's neck, but his lips curve into a slow, wicked little smile.
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Without a word of protest, Spencer lets his knees sink into the plush hotel carpet between Aaron's spread thighs.
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"Don't blame me if your handwriting gets sloppy," Spencer murmurs, before sliding down to take him in.
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Spencer cock warms Aaron while he's doing paperwork in their shared hotel room.
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- Part 13 of Hotch/Reid
- Part 2 of Bad's Kinktober
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"Are you..." Spencer’s voice drops, turning rough, the hesitation thick with a sudden, spiking wave of anticipation. "Are you saying what I think you're saying?"
"Tell me what you think I'm saying, Spencer," Aaron murmurs, his thumb tracing the smooth plastic casing of his phone. The game has started, and he has no intention of rushing it. He’s going to let Spencer say the words first. Let him build the tension himself.
"You want me to... stay on the phone," Spencer murmurs, the words tentative at first, tasting the shape of them. "You want to talk me through it.”
“I do,” Aaron says, his voice thick, anchoring the fantasy across the miles between them. "I want to hear every reaction, Spence. I want to know you're right there with me, even if I can't put my hands on you quite yet."
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With lots of files to be finished, empty houses and it being too late to drive across town... Aaron and Spencer decide phone sex is the best way to meet their needs/desires until they can be alone in the same room again.
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- Part 15 of Hotch/Reid
- Part 3 of Bad's Kinktober
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"You're exhausted," Aaron said, his voice a low, gravelly rasp right against Spencer’s ear as he leaned in close, his breath warm against the sensitive skin of his jaw. "And I don’t want to test your patience."
"You're not testing anything," Spencer whispered back, his fingers curling into the fabric of Aaron's shirt, pulling him just a fraction closer if it was even possible. He tilted his chin up, his gaze dropping to Aaron’s mouth before flickering back up to meet those dark, intense eyes. "I don't want to sleep yet. Not really."
A slow, knowing heat flared in Aaron’s expression. Instead of stepping back toward the hallway, Aaron’s arm shifted, his hand sliding down from Spencer’s neck to the small of his back, pressing him firmly, irrevocably against the edge of the kitchen counter.
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Not able to have alone time after long hours on a case, Spencer and Aaron use their newfound alone time to their advantage. Frottage in the middle of the kitchen ensues.
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- Part 17 of Hotch/Reid
- Part 4 of Bad's Kinktober
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"Just tonight," Aaron interrupted, his voice steady, though a muscle feathered tight in his jaw. He reached out, his thumb lightly brushing the edge of Spencer's jawline. It was a touch so deliberate, so uncharacteristically bold, that Spencer shuddered. "No rules. No badge. Just us."
Spencer looked up into those dark eyes, every fiber of his being screaming that this was a line they could never uncross, and knowing, with absolute certainty, that he didn't want to.
"My place." Spencer whispered.
Aaron didn't hesitate. He dropped his hand, his fingers briefly curling around Spencer's wrist in a firm, grounding grip before he stepped back. "Get your coat."
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One Night Stand between two people who think they can just have a one night stand and ignore the love they have for each other.
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- Part 20 of Hotch/Reid
- Part 5 of Bad's Kinktober