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Spencer just stepped into the bullpen and he was already getting called into Hotch's office. Maybe it had to do with the fact that he had went against Aaron's orders and went into the unsub's house without back up, Spencer was unsure.
He knocked a few times before he heard Hotch's voice "Come in, Reid." Spencer would open the door and close it behind him, standing in front of Aaron's desk. "Please, Reid, take a seat. We need to talk." Spencer would simply nod and sit into the black leather seat in front of Hotch's desk.
Spencer attempted to ease up a bit, He knew Aaron could sense the tension. "What did you need to speak with me about?" Spencer would finally speak up. "You disobeyed my orders. Again." Aaron would speak with a hint of annoyance. "But I want to hear from you why you did what you did. I'll decide your punishment from there."
Spencer would exhale as the tension eased up a bit. "Sir, you know how much I respect you, but I couldn't let the unsub go! If I hadn't gone into the house we would've lost him! I did what—" Hotch would cut him off. "you almost got killed, Reid. I thought you were supposed to be the genius." He'd speak with a condescending tone.
Spencer would open his mouth to speak but Aaron would begin talking again. "Ah ah ah, don't talk. I know what your gonna do for you punishment, Reid. On your knees in front of me. Now." Spencer would quickly nod and set down his bag, doing as he was told.
Hotch would grab him by the hair, pulling him up a bit. Spencer would whine in pain. "Hotch! What are y—" he'd get cut off again. "You know what? Since you wanna keep talking after I told you to stop, I think I'll put that pretty mouth to use hm?" Spencer's eyes widened at the words.
Hotch would release his grip on Spencer's hair. 'He's not seriously gonna make me give him a blow job is he?!' Reid would think to himself. Hotch would open his top drawer, grabbing his gun, making sure the safety was on. "Open, Reid." He'd command "W-what! I'm not going to—" Aaron would grab his lower jaw, forcing his mouth open before shoving the gun into his mouth. "Mmh, good boy, c'mon use your mouth for something other than talking for once." Spencer would begin an attempt to suck and lick the gun, slightly grimacing at the taste of lead and metal in his mouth.
Aaron would shove it down a little further down Reid's throat, making him gag. Hotch would groan out, his erection growing. "God, such a good boy, see? Look at you being useful." Spencer would whine a little at the praise. Aaron would be jerking himself off at the sight, letting out groans as he panted. Spencer would feel a sudden pressure on his crotch, glancing down to see Hotch's boot stepping on him. "C'mon, get yourself off on my boot, be a good boy, Spencer."
Spencer would whine, begging to grind against his boot, little whimpers falling from his lips. He'd make little 'ah ah ah' noises as he grinded. Hotch would pull the gun out of his mouth, quickly replacing it by shoving his cock down Spencer's throat. Spencer would gag, using all of his willpower not to bite down at the sudden intrusion in his throat. Aaron would thrust into his throat, face-fucking Spencer as Hotch watched Spencer's eyes rolling back as spit fell from his lips.
"So good for me Spencer, such a good boy." He'd pull out of Spencer's mouth and allow him to breathe for a moment. "You want me to fuck you, baby? I'm not gonna use lube though, this is still a punishment you know." Spencer would finally catch his breath, looking up at Hotch with swollen lips. "P-please sir, please.." He'd whine out. He knew this was wrong, it went against every rule out there. This was his boss. But god if felt so so so good. The next thing Reid knew he was being manhandled off of the floor and suddenly his back was against Aaron's desk. Hotch would undo Spencer's belt, pulling off his underwear and pants with a swift motion.
Aaron would spit onto his fingers before sliding one into Spencer, making him whine out as his back arched. "God you sound like a fucking virgin" He'd make fun of Reid as he slid another finger in, scissoring him open. After a few minutes of prep he'd withdraw his fingers from Spencer, making him whine again. Hotch would spit on his hand, coating his cock with it before pressing his tip to Spencer's entrance. "S-shit, Aaron! That's not gonna fit!" Aaron would ignore him and push in with one swift motion. Quickly covering Spencer's mouth before he was able to scream. Tears would well up in the corners of Reid's eyes, his back arching more as he screamed into Aaron's palm.
Without warning Hotch would set a punishing pace, pushing Spencer's legs up to his chest. Aaron would begin to hit at a deeper angle, searching for that one bundle of nerves. Hotch knew he had found it when Spencer gasped and his eyes screwed shut. Hotch would grab him by the neck and place a good about of pressure as he drove himself into Spencer.
"Fuck, you were meant for me! Taking me like a cheap whore!" He'd loudly groan out, nearing his orgasm. All Spencer could do was whine and gasp. "Im- n-not a wh-ore" he moaned out the best he could. "O-oh god! Fuck Aaron I'm g-gonna- mmh!~" he'd whine. Spencer would finish, he was pretty sure he saw white for a few moments. Hotch would thrust a few more times before burying himself inside and finishing Spencer.
A few moments later as they both caught their breaths Aaron pulled out. Pulling his pants up and buckling his belt before pulling out his phone and snapping a picture of Spencer looking fucked out. "Clean yourself up, Reid. Meet me in my office tomorrow, same time or I'm showing this to everyone."
Spencer would open his mouth to protest but quickly snapped his jaw shut. He's got down and pulled up his underwear and pants, buckling his belt, fucking his shirt in, and making himself look presentable again. He'd grab his bag and walk out of Aaron's office.