Hold On A Fucking Second. Delaware Is A State?? I Thought It Was A River? Or Is The River More Important

hold on a fucking second. delaware is a state?? i thought it was a river? or is the river more important than the state? why don't i know this? (i should mention i don't like in america, i'm just confused)

there is delaware (state) and delaware (river) 

both are equally strange

the state is a tiny little cryptid thing

the rive is a monster that spans new york, pennsylvania, new jersey and delaware. also washington crossed it once and that was like kinda a big deal i guess. like crossing the rubicon in rome.

the state tries to me more important with its “im the first state!!!” bs (seriously its even on the fucking license plates) but we all know. its the river.

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Glistening Lights | Day 3 | A.H

Summary: Light Festivals were a major tradition in your family. It was one of the staples of the Christmas season, especially when you were little. It was one of things you couldn’t miss, not for anything. Jack hadn’t gone to your childhood light festival so you suggested they all go to the place where you wanted to bring your little family.

Warnings: None!

Word Count: 674

As the evening sun began to set, Aaron stepped through the door of your home. Setting his bag down, he hummed a traditional carol. Walking into the kitchen, he grabbed a cup and filled it with the cider you had made a day or so before. Standing in front of the kitchen island, Aaron took small sips. Even though it was chilled, it felt warm in his chest as it went down. He smiled to himself as he remembered the day you made it. Swaying in the kitchen, your headphones in your ears. Mouthing the words as you set all the ingredients in the big pot, stopping some moments to savour the melodies and harmonies. The frisson very hard to miss as your arm hairs rose. Lost in your own world that Aaron couldn’t even imagine where. He set his mug in the sink, his mind filled with thoughts of you.

“Hello love, welcome home.” You spoke through your shared bedroom doorway. You had heard him come home but then heard him in the kitchen. You were going to get up to give him a hug but the blankets on your bed were so warm. You were in the middle of a chapter in your favorite book after all. Aaron came into the room shortly after, smiling at you.

“Thank you Angel, it’s good to be home.” He spoke softly as he came over to the bed. Sitting down in the space you left laying on your side, he leaned over and kissed your forehead. You sat up slowly, wrapping your hand around his neck, pulling him in gently for a kiss.

“I missed you, how was your day?” You asked after pulling away.

“I missed you too, it was tiring but I remember I have such a wonderful home to come to when I leave.” He murmured into your skin softly as he kissed your neck lightly.

The two of you sit for a moment, him holding you close and you basking in the warmth of your love. After a few moments of silence, you finally spoke. “I was thinking of going to the light festival again this year. We can take Jack this time since he’s around tonight.” Aaron smiled and kissed your forehead before sitting up straight to get up.

“I think that’s a great idea, dove. Let’s get up and ready then, I’ll tell Jack to get ready.” He stood and walked down the hall to tell him to get up out of bed and get ready.

The three of you got dressed and ready, grabbing bags and snacks before heading to the small walk-in light festival. It was in the center of town, all the streets and blocked so people can enter the area and make it easier for people to walk up to the light display. Icicle, multi-colored and warm cream lights hung from everywhere. All over the tiny buildings surrounding the festival, peoples porches and front lawns were adorned with lights. Jack couldn't believe just how many lights there were. Aaron was sucked into the view of the lights overhead the streets. But nothing could have compared to the look on your face as the happiness washed over your face as the twinkling lights got brighter. He didn't want to look away from you and the way the light hit your eyes. "This was my favourite festival. It was always so nice and comforting. With my mother and father, it was wonderful. We went every year until I moved out and the years gained on us. Now we just have family dinner." Your eyes grew sad, thinking of all the things you used to do with them. Aaron frowned a bit as he saw just how much it meant to you. "Why don't we make this our family tradition? Me, You and Jack." Aaron says gently in your ear, holding you close by the waist. Looking up at him, you nod quickly. "I would love that. I love you Aaron." "I love you too, dove.”

Taglist: @haley-h0tchner

Day 3: Public Sex

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x AMAB!Reader

Warnings: NSFW Themes, AMAB!Reader, Dirty Talk, Depictions of Crime Scene Evidence, Slight Size Difference (Reader is 5’2), Reader uses He/They pronouns, Sir/Daddy kink.

Rating: 18+, Sexual Themes, Not suitable for audiences sensitive to mentions of blood and crime.

Word Count: 1,743

“Prentiss, Rossi, proceed to the crime scene. Morgan and Reid, head to the precinct, make sure things are set up for us. We should be able to meet back up in about two hours to discuss our findings. We should be able to figure out our next steps from there.” Aaron said firmly, his voice slightly scratchy from the amount of speaking he had been doing during the last few weeks with the previous case.

The team got off the jet and headed into their separate vehicles and off they drove. The first victim was twenty seven year old Jera Lynch. She had been stabbed to death and then put into a suitcase. The two of you had been sitting side by side, your mind was thinking about a lot of things. You and Jera had similar facial features as well as eye color. It freaked you out. Aaron’s eyes were on the road but his posture told you that his mind was on other things. The two of you had been together for quite some time, longer than you had ever been with anyone else. He was caring and patient. He never made you feel like some kind of weirdo for loving the job you had now. He glanced at you for a second before his eyes drifted back to the road. Reaching over, he placed his hand on your thigh. He hated to see you so worried. It made him feel helpless to the fact he couldn’t help you.

“We will catch the guy. You are safe, we’ve got you.” Aaron said softly, not trying to jar you out of your thoughts too quickly.

You look at him, nodding. His words were filled with sincerity but you couldn’t shake the feeling that something would happen and you wouldn’t be. You set your hand gently onto his, gripping it. Soon, the two of you reached the family's home. Before you got out of the car, you looked towards Aaron. He looked into your eyes, sensing your hesitation. He got out of the car and closed his door before coming around and helping you out. He squeezed your hand before letting go and walking to their front door. The parents answered the door, their eyes swollen from grieving. They looked to Aaron, who stepped forward and presented his badge. They waved them inside their home.and sat them down. The Lynches were very gracious in everything that they did. Their daughter was a joyous woman and she was in everyone’s good graces. Her family couldn’t think of any people that they could think would harm her. Aaron was pretty effective at being neutral but still empathetic with everyone he came across. It was something that you loved about him. When you first met him, he drew you in with his smile and charismatic nature. And now here you are, almost five years into it and you were nearly obsessed with him. He had grown as a person since you had both met but in a positive way.

“Thank you so much for having us. We must get back to the precinct and continue our investigation. If you have any information that you believe would be useful for us, please contact us. Here is my card" Aaron reached into his jacket pocket and handed Davis Lynch his card, “We will catch the person who did this to your daughter.”

The two of you stood and ventured out of their home. Before you stepped off the steps, Jera’s mother grabbed your elbow and you turned around swiftly. You turn and gaze at her.

“Is there something I can do for you?” You say quietly. She reached up and put a hand on your cheek. You flinched a little bit at the contact.

“Y-You look just like her.” She said just as quietly and stepped back into the home, closing the door slowly.

You stand there, not very sure how to feel about what has happened. After a few moments, you began to walk to the car. Tapping on the glass, you signaled for him to open the door. Aaron unlocked the door and you hopped into your seat. You began the drive to the precinct. Getting there was a decent drive but you had played your playlist and the two of you jammed out to a couple of the songs. Feeling a bit better after speaking to the parents, both of you went in and talked with the rest of the team about what you had learned. A few hours pass and the team finally leave to go to their hotel to get ready for lunch. They all got there, settled in and headed towards the restaurant. Rossi driving one car and Aaron driving the other. They all sit around the table and talk to each other about how they think this case is going to go. And then all about their lives and how they personally were feeling. You sat next to Aaron of course, your hand on his thigh. He smiled and occasionally chuckled if you or Rossi said something entertaining. He would look at you and then your lips.

Occasionally, you would catch him staring at your lips or your eyes. And you smile or squeeze his thigh in response. Moving your hand up his thigh each time, you wanted to tease the man. Of course, he seemed determined to do that to you. Aaron wasn’t being subtle about looking at you, he loved you and everyone there knew that. His beautiful brown eyes turned dark as he simply took in your appearance. It made you warm with the darkness and adulterated intent in his eyes. Aaron smirked, his tongue peeking out of his mouth for a moment to lick his bottom lip as his eyes fell onto yours and you felt done for. You shifted in your chair, your hand moving high, settling gently onto his crotch. He looked briefly at his crotch where your hand lay then into your eyes. You wanted him, it didn’t really matter where but you needed him. The day was already so stressful and waiting until later was out of the question. You stood first, quietly excusing yourself. Walking towards the back of this diner, you thought to yourself. Behind this place was just a bunch of trees. It was better than the bathrooms. You stood patiently by the back door. Surely enough after a few minutes, he came around the corner. Aaron pushed you against the wall, pinning your hips there with his, your legs intertwined.

“Yes what, baby?” He growls low into your ear, putting his hands on your hips.

“Y-Yes daddy. T-touch me, please!” You softly whimper into his ear, putting your hand in his dark hair, gripping it as tingles spread across your skin.

He softly groaned at the tug, kissing your neck. Your hand gripped his hair tighter, your eyes shut for only a minute before your body flushed. Your pants began to get unbearably tight as your cock begged to be released. Grinding your hips against his, the friction was going to kill you. Aaron smiled into your skin, reaching down and rubbing you through your pants. Your hips immediately rutting into his hand, unable to restrain yourself. He reached into your pants, playing with your cock slowly and teasingly slow.

“D-Daddy! More! Please!” Slowly chanting, your hips thrusting into his hand.

“Already so wet and needy baby? I’m not surprised. Let me prep you first.” He said, slowly moving his finger to your hole and gently pushing his finger inside.

Your soft hiss of pain as he continued, trying his best to be gentle. Without any lube, they weren’t in luck and Aaron was worried he would hurt you. You reached your other hand up, softly stroking his cheek. You smile as the pain become pleasure and pressure. Pushing your hips back against his finger, you wanted him to know it was ok, you would be fine. He just had to be more gentle then normal. Aaron added another finger, hitting your prostate. Your hands immediately went to his shoulders, gripping very hard. It felt very good, the loud moan escaping you being an indicator. Aaron played with your cock more as he thrusted his fingers more inside. After a few thrust, he decided you were ready and he unzipped his pants. Putting his hand in his mouth to gather a little bit of spit, he rubbed it on himself before rubbing his cock against your hole. Reaching under you, he lifted you up enough so that your legs were on his hips.

“Are you ready? I am if you are.” Aaron says, putting his cock directly under your hole, letting you lead.

“Yes daddy, please! Fuck me!” You whined. He moaned softly, settling you down onto his cock very slowly, watching your face as your nose scrunched up.

Aaron waited for just a moment for you to be ready as he would never be able to forgive himself if you were ever hurt. You nodded slowly and he began to thrust slowly. He pulled the tip out and thrust it in deeply, filling you to the hilt. The angle he was thrusting hit your prostate and your body shook in pleasure.

“Aah-! That’s good~” You moan, looking at him as he fucked him, “That feels so good!”

Aaron continued fucking you, your moans and whimpers fueling his desire to please. The sounds of your skin slapping together and the fact that they were outside, fucking against the wall where anyone could walk by was making this more and more exciting. The two of you reached climax much earlier than usual. You trembled, clinging to him as your cum came spurting out of your cock onto Aaron’s white shirt. The one time he wore white. He moaned as you panted, cumming inside you, moaning into your collarbone. His thrusts slowing to a stop. He gently set you down and helped you get redressed. Kissing your lips, he reached for your hand.

“Let’s get cleaned up and eat our lunch huh?” He smiled to you.

“Of course, daddy.”

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