Criminal Minds fic "One In Five."
Title: One In Five
Pairing: Hotch/Reid
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 650
Summary: PWP with Reid, Hotch and a tie. Light bondage.
Author's Notes: Written for the Porn Battle.
Reid grabbed Hotch's tie and pulled him inside only seconds after Hotch knocked on his door.
"Been waiting for me?" Hotch murmured, smiling into Reid's kiss.
"Mm." Reid pushed Hotch against the door and started pulling of his clothes. "You have no idea." He kissed Hotch's mouth, jaw and throat as he stripped them both, and his hands roamed over Hotch's body, barely giving Hotch room to move.
Hotch's breath caught in his throat. Reid got like that more and more as they got more comfortable with their relationship, which, as far as Hotch was concerned, was a good reason to get verycomfortable with their relationship.
Reid left Hotch's tie on, and before Hotch could take it off, Reid grabbed it and pulled it like a leash, walking backwards towards his bedroom. Hotch let himself be pulled, surprised at how aroused he was by it, and when Reid tugged sharply downward on the tie, Hotch dropped to his knees, took Reid's erection into his hand, and wrapped his lips around it.
Reid let out a breathy moan, and ran his hands along the back of Hotch's neck. Hotch lost himself in the feel of Reid's cock in his mouth and hand, Reid's fingers digging into his neck and shoulders, and the sound of Reid's voice as he babbled about love this, and God, yes, and more, harder, then just groans that became high-pitched whimpers as Reid came.
Hotch stroked the side of Reid's hip as Reid panted, recovering, then Reid's hand was on Hotch's tie again, and before he knew it, Reid had pulled Hotch over to the bed and pushed him down on it.
Reid moved over Hotch, pressing their bodies together. They kissed slowly and luxuriously, and Hotch ran his hands along Reid's back, feeling his shoulderblades and spine. Reid ran his hands down Hotch's sides and across his chest for a few minutes before settling on his hips, stroking maddeningly close to Hotch's cock.
"Please," Hotch whispered, and Reid finally circled his hand around Hotch's cock, stroking lightly.
Reid was getting hard again. Hotch remembered having that kind of youthful resilience, and he tried not to think about the age difference between them but he was grateful for it now because Reid's hands felt good but they were too gentle, and Hotch wanted to fuck.
When Hotch started thrusting against Reid's hand, Reid let go and Hotch made a disappointed sound.
"You know what I've been thinking about?" Reid said, undoing Hotch's tie.
"Being a tease?" Hotch said with fond annoyance.
Reid grinned. "You love it."
"Sometimes I think I never should have told you that," Hotch muttered.
Reid smiled, then took Hotch's hands and wrapped the tie loosely around his wrists. "I've been thinking that one in five people have tried some form of bondage."
Hotch groaned low in his throat and hooked a leg around Reid's waist, pulling him closer.
"We should talk about it," Reid said, gasping as his cock ground against Hotch's. "Figure out boundaries, and-"
"Later," Hotch growled.
"Later," Reid agreed breathlessly, and within moments Reid had knotted the tie, gotten a condom and lube, and started thrusting into Hotch.
Hotch twisted his wrists against the tie as they fucked. Reid moved in him slowly at first, kissing everywhere he could reach, and his gaze kept flickering to Hotch's hands. Hotch arched up against him desperately, and when he came he cried out, so overwhelmed by the inexplicable freedom of being restrained that he barely noticed when Reid came a moment later.
After a few minutes, Reid untied Hotch's hands. They rested in silence for a while, panting.
"You realize I'm never going to be able to wear this tie to work again," Hotch said, and Reid laughed.
Pairing: Hotch/Reid
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 650
Summary: PWP with Reid, Hotch and a tie. Light bondage.
Author's Notes: Written for the Porn Battle.
Reid grabbed Hotch's tie and pulled him inside only seconds after Hotch knocked on his door.
"Been waiting for me?" Hotch murmured, smiling into Reid's kiss.
"Mm." Reid pushed Hotch against the door and started pulling of his clothes. "You have no idea." He kissed Hotch's mouth, jaw and throat as he stripped them both, and his hands roamed over Hotch's body, barely giving Hotch room to move.
Hotch's breath caught in his throat. Reid got like that more and more as they got more comfortable with their relationship, which, as far as Hotch was concerned, was a good reason to get verycomfortable with their relationship.
Reid left Hotch's tie on, and before Hotch could take it off, Reid grabbed it and pulled it like a leash, walking backwards towards his bedroom. Hotch let himself be pulled, surprised at how aroused he was by it, and when Reid tugged sharply downward on the tie, Hotch dropped to his knees, took Reid's erection into his hand, and wrapped his lips around it.
Reid let out a breathy moan, and ran his hands along the back of Hotch's neck. Hotch lost himself in the feel of Reid's cock in his mouth and hand, Reid's fingers digging into his neck and shoulders, and the sound of Reid's voice as he babbled about love this, and God, yes, and more, harder, then just groans that became high-pitched whimpers as Reid came.
Hotch stroked the side of Reid's hip as Reid panted, recovering, then Reid's hand was on Hotch's tie again, and before he knew it, Reid had pulled Hotch over to the bed and pushed him down on it.
Reid moved over Hotch, pressing their bodies together. They kissed slowly and luxuriously, and Hotch ran his hands along Reid's back, feeling his shoulderblades and spine. Reid ran his hands down Hotch's sides and across his chest for a few minutes before settling on his hips, stroking maddeningly close to Hotch's cock.
"Please," Hotch whispered, and Reid finally circled his hand around Hotch's cock, stroking lightly.
Reid was getting hard again. Hotch remembered having that kind of youthful resilience, and he tried not to think about the age difference between them but he was grateful for it now because Reid's hands felt good but they were too gentle, and Hotch wanted to fuck.
When Hotch started thrusting against Reid's hand, Reid let go and Hotch made a disappointed sound.
"You know what I've been thinking about?" Reid said, undoing Hotch's tie.
"Being a tease?" Hotch said with fond annoyance.
Reid grinned. "You love it."
"Sometimes I think I never should have told you that," Hotch muttered.
Reid smiled, then took Hotch's hands and wrapped the tie loosely around his wrists. "I've been thinking that one in five people have tried some form of bondage."
Hotch groaned low in his throat and hooked a leg around Reid's waist, pulling him closer.
"We should talk about it," Reid said, gasping as his cock ground against Hotch's. "Figure out boundaries, and-"
"Later," Hotch growled.
"Later," Reid agreed breathlessly, and within moments Reid had knotted the tie, gotten a condom and lube, and started thrusting into Hotch.
Hotch twisted his wrists against the tie as they fucked. Reid moved in him slowly at first, kissing everywhere he could reach, and his gaze kept flickering to Hotch's hands. Hotch arched up against him desperately, and when he came he cried out, so overwhelmed by the inexplicable freedom of being restrained that he barely noticed when Reid came a moment later.
After a few minutes, Reid untied Hotch's hands. They rested in silence for a while, panting.
"You realize I'm never going to be able to wear this tie to work again," Hotch said, and Reid laughed.