A/N: Okay this story has non con so it is rated M. If that makes you uncomfortable then don't read this!

Hotch's Power

Reid had just gotten home a few hours ago from work. His leg had been hurting him all day today from getting shot a couple months back. He was better, only having to walk with a cane but it still hurt from time to time especially, because he couldn't take any narcotics for the pain. Not that it was anyone's fault for that but his own. He made the choice to continue using the dilaudid after Tobias was dead that was on him no one else. The same time he was shot Hotch was in the hospital recovering from multiple stab wounds by the hands of Foyet. It had been a couple of months since then and Hotch had been back to work just a few weeks after the incident. Reid couldn't help but notice how different Hotch seemed, but that could only be expected after all. Reid knew that what Hotch went through was a very traumatic experience, one that would take time to get past. Hotch was trying to regain his power on the team not that he needed to, but he felt like he did. Reid could understand that as well they had seen him weak and injured and for someone that was like Hotch that would have been difficult. Now with his family gone due to the witness protection program he was all alone. That would have been difficult for anyone with a family but for Hotch especially. He was very much a family orientated person only leaving when work called for it. He loved his son and he loved Hailey even after their divorce. Reid had made sure in the last couple of months to keep an eye on Hotch and made sure he was getting through this alright.

Reid's thoughts were interrupted when there was a knock at his door. He slowly got up off the couch ignoring his cane to go and answer the door. He was surprised to see Hotch standing on the other side of the door.

"Hey Hotch is everything alright?"

"Perfectly fine. Aren't you going to invite me in?"

"Oh ya of course."

Reid said as he opened the door for Hotch to come in. He didn't know what this was about, but he couldn't just leave Hotch standing in his doorway. Hotch walked in and waited for Reid to close the door before he spoke again.

"I've seen the way you've been watching me Reid."

"What do you mean?" Reid was confused he wasn't sure what Hotch was getting at.

"You're watching me all day long. I can see it in your eyes."

"Hotch I don't know what you're talking about. I've checked up on you, but we all have since Foyet. We just want to make sure you're alright."

Reid didn't expect what was coming next. Hotch had pushed Reid against the door and held on to him with a bruising grip on his biceps. He also put his right knee in between Reid's legs dangerously close to Reid's crotch before he roughly kissed Reid. Reid's mind couldn't believe what was happening; he couldn't even register what he was supposed to do. He didn't want this to happen he didn't like Hotch in this way. Hotch was confused he had to get him to realise what he was doing. Reid started to push against Hotch's chest to get him off from him. The problem was Hotch was stronger than he was. Reid turned his head away breaking the kiss at least he could talk if nothing else.

"Hotch what are you doing?"

"Don't act like you don't want this. I've seen the way you've been looking at me. Don't deny it now Spencer."

"Hotch you're confused I don't want this. I don't think of you like that at all. You went through something horrible you're trying to redefine your dominance, but this isn't the way."

"You think you're so smart. You have no idea what I went through."

"I do understand what it's like to be attacked by an UnSub. I went through it with Tobias remember?"

"You think what Foyet has done to me is anything like Tobias. You spent two days tied to a chair. I got stabbed nine times had my family taken from me. What happened to you? You turned into nothing, but a worthless drug addict."

Reid didn't get to say anything to that before Hotch punched him right on his jaw. The blow knocked him into the corner of the wall right next to the door. That was all Hotch needed to take his handcuffs out and handcuff Reid's hands behind his back. Reid couldn't believe it when he heard the clicking sound of the cuffs behind him. Not that he really stood at chance at going toe to toe with Hotch, but now there was no hope at all. Hotch grabbed a chunk of Reid's hair to turn him around before he punched him in the gut three quick times bringing him to his knees. With his hand still in Reid's hair he used the other hand to undo his jeans to release his hard on in front of Reid's face. Reid tried to turn his head away, but the grip in his hair was too tight.

"Come on don't act like you don't want this. I know you do now open that mouth of yours and show me that it can actually be useful for a change."

Reid made no move to open his mouth instead he clenched it shut still trying to get his head free. Hotch wasn't playing around though he took his free hand and put it behind his back grabbing his gun that he put back there. He brought it around and placed it against Reid's temple.

"I'm not playing around open your mouth and don't act like you've never done this before. I know what a little cock slut you are. Now show me how much you like it."

Reid felt his eyes get wet at what Hotch had said to him. However, with the gun to his head he couldn't trust Hotch not to shoot him. Reid took a deep breath and slowly stuck his tongue out to lick the tip of Hotch's dick that was already dripping with pre-cum. It wasn't his first time being with another man, but that didn't help make him feel any better in this moment. Slowly he took Hotch's dick in his mouth working his way down to the base. He did his best to try and ignore the groans coming from the man in front of him as well as the grip in his hair tightening. All Reid could do was hope that after he got Hotch off that he would leave him alone. If he was lucky he could get away from this without getting raped by his boss. A man that he had trusted with his life and respected until five minutes ago.

"Mmm I knew your mouth had to be good for something. You really like sucking my cock eh slut. Let's see how much you love my cock up your ass."

With those words Hotch pulled Reid's head off his cock and threw him to the ground. Reid landed on his back and even though his hands were cuffed behind him he started to thrash around. He didn't want this to happen he couldn't just let this happen he had to do something.

"Hotch wait please just stop and listen to me. Look at what you're doing this isn't you."

Hotch's reply was a pistol whip to his head.

"I said shut up."

Hotch went to undo Reid's pants. Reid started to struggle again when he felt Hotch's free hand on his belt. Reid kicked out to try and get Hotch away from him. Hotch punched Reid in the side a few times and hit him across the face with the gun once again. Blood was starting to run down Reid's left side of his face. He saw stars for a moment and that's all Hotch needed to get his pants off along with his boxers. He threw Reid over so he was lying on his stomach and put the gun against the back of his head.

"Put your ass up in the air like the whore you are."

Hotch made sure to push the gun against the back of Reid's head to emphasize his point. Reid fought to push the tears back he couldn't let them fall in front of Hotch. As best as he could with his hands cuffed behind his back he lifted his legs so he was up on his knees. Hotch kept the gun pointed at the back of Reid's head as he used his free hand to slap Reid on the ass a few times.

"Higher come on slut."

Reid arched his back so his ass went higher in the air. All Reid could do at this point was just close his eyes and wait for it to be over. Reid couldn't help the scream that ripped from his throat as Hotch tore through him. For some reason Reid thought that Hotch would at least prepare him but he didn't. Instead he just shoved inside of him and didn't even bother to let Reid get used to it before he started to pull out and brutally thrust into him. Reid did his best to keep from making any noises but it got harder as he felt blood run down the inside of his thighs. Hotch's thrusts were brutal to say the least not to mention every thrust caused the gun to hit the back of his head in the same spot. Reid knew there would be a bruise there when this was all over with.

"For a slut you got a tight ass. Come on don't be shy moan let it out."

Hotch once again pistoled whipped him to the back of the head making his mind go all fuzzy. The next thrust Reid felt he made a point of letting out a fake moan. The sooner Hotch was done the sooner he would leave hopefully. Sure enough fifteen agonising minutes later Reid could feel Hotch push in deep and release everything he had inside of Reid. Reid's ass felt like it was on fire with the mixture of cum and blood. He was now shaking from the pain that his body was in. After a moment Hotch pulled out and Reid didn't waste a second before he collapsed down on the floor. It wasn't until that moment when the high wore off and Hotch truly saw what was in front of him. Reid his youngest member of his team naked, handcuffed, bleeding and trembling on the floor in front of him. All by his doing by his own hands. He was still holding the gun out at him and Hotch instantly dropped making a loud bang causing Reid to flinch at the sound.

"Reid."

Hotch didn't know what to say so he went to remove the cuffs from his terrified team member. As he touched Reid he flinched and curled into himself even more. Hotch didn't even say anything he just took the key to remove the cuffs he couldn't help but notice that the cuffs were so tight it was bruising and cut into his skin. Once the cuffs were off he put them in his back pocket. He went to touch Reid to help him up only for Reid to sit up and push himself into the corner away from Hotch.

"Please don't just go please go."

"Reid"

"Just leave!" Reid snapped

Hotch didn't say anything else he just picked up his discarded gun from the ground and turned to leave. He made sure the door was closed behind him as he returned to the cold weather of the night.