Rating: M
Pairing: Reid/Hotch
Prompt (from tumblr, I think): Imagine your OTP is sitting outside at a cafe (or similar place) when Person A decides to rest their feet on Person B's chair between their legs. Person B ignores it until A starts rubbing their foot against B's privates but still going about whatever they were doing as if nothing is happening and ignoring any requests to stop from B. After this goes on a while, Person B has almost reached their limit and is struggling to keep quiet and sit still. Suddenly Person A looks at their watch and jumps up, saying they have somewhere to be and walks off while quietly laughing to themselves. This leaves B flustered and in an embarrassing situation, having no choice but to try and 'calm them self' before leaving. They later get their revenge.
Arousal
They were in the middle of a briefing when it started! How dare he do that? Garcia was briefing the team, this time about a spree killer in Colorado when Reid felt a foot between his legs on the chair. While it was highly unusual from his lover to get in that kind of position, it wasn't uncomfortable or anything, so Reid let it go and his mind went back to the matter at hand. But after a while, Hotch started to rub his foot against his crotch, making him squirm uncomfortably. The genius pushed the foot down, but it came back as quickly as it was gone.
Reid had to bite his lips to keep from moaning and grabbed the edge of the table to stay still, but he felt Rossi's stare burning his side. He knew his expression was letting something slip out, but even with all the control he could still gather, he wasn't able to do much better than this. He tried to glare at Hotch on the other side of the table and he could've sworn he saw his lover's lips curl up into a slight smirk.
He was on the edge of coming, now. He really hope Garcia would be done soon, because he knew he wouldn't contain himself for a long time anymore. He had the biggest erection of his life and he almost feared his slacks might break as they were getting tighter by any second. Suddenly, the meeting was over and everyone got up, Hotch the first to be out of the room, and Reid could swear he heard a small laugh from the unit chief. And now he was stuck like this. He had to join the team, try to calm himself and get rid of the bulge in his pants unless he wanted to make a fool of himself.
He succeeded to get calmer, but he was still aroused as hell for the rest of the day, not able to focus on anything else. He plotted revenge, the sweet revenge he wanted to have. He knew revenge was a dish better served cold, but not this time. It wouldn't be unexpected, this time it would be him with his raw need, wanting to be satisfied.
He entered the hotel room, but didn't light up any lamps. He stayed in the dark, next to the door, knowing the older man would soon get in. And it happened, the door opened, then closed quickly, Hotch probably assuming he was already in bed and pissed off at him. But as soon as the door clicked closed, Reid pushed him on it, pinning him roughly and grinding against him.
They quickly found their way to the bed, not bothering to open the lights and getting undressed rapidly. They were wrapped around each other, naked and sweaty and growling dirty talk. Reid bit down Hotch's shoulder and scratched his back, the older man entering him quickly.
"Oh my god, Aaron", he cried, his head falling on the pillow as he arched his back.
He didn't even know if this could be qualified of revenge. It was as pleasurable to the unit chief as it was for his little genius and he chuckled as they fell back in bed.
"Remind me to do this more often", he laughed.
"No. Never again, Aaron. I'm serious."
He only heard a loud burst of laughter as Hotch ran into the bathroom. Spencer shook his head with a smile and ran behind him, another door closing behind them both.
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