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Instance one
“Fuck, oh fuck- Ah-“ Aaron moaned loudly, the man on top of him pounding relentlessly.
He wasn’t supposed to do this. They were on a case goddamit, he was supposed to stay focused. But when the sheriff grabbed his ass earlier that evening, whispered sweet promises in his ears, Aaron made the decision that instead of sleeping, that night he would have gotten railed.
And god, even though he wasn’t supposed to do this, it felt so fucking good.
”Yes, yes-“ Aaron cried out, the man appily abusing his oversensitive prostate.
”You’re taking me so well, baby” the sheriff purred in his ear, as Aaron whimpered.
Aaron’s face was pushed into the pillow, barely muffling his sounds.
”Such a good little slut for me” the sheriff praised, squeezing his ass. The sound of skin slapping against skin was deafening, Aaron grabbing the pillow tightly, readying himself for his second climax that night.
”Want my cum, baby?” the sheriff whispered, spanking him.
”Yes! Yes, fill me up!” Aaron begged, his legs spreading a little further, his cock leaking precum heavily.
”Good boy” he purred, his movements growing erratic, soon coming to a halt, Aaron felt his own orgasm hitting him just as he felt the man’s semen filling him up.
The man gave a couple, softer, thrusts, Aaron whimpering, before he felt him pull out, the semen soon dripping out of him.
Aaron felt his hips give out, the man holding him up before he could hit the mattress, spanking him.
”Not yet, pretty thing. I want to see myself drip out of you” he ordered, giving him another harsh spank, Aaron whimpering once again.
The next morning, the team took in his state. The suit was pressed, his hair gelled back, but his eye bags were something else.
”Are you ok?” JJ worriedly asked.
”Never been better. Let’s get back to work” Aaron replied. The team didn’t look convinced, but they weren’t about to call the man out on it.
Instance two
Aaron was beyond frustrated. This Unsub kept toying around with them. They had his identity, son of a bitch was a lawyer, and because of that fact he was able to fuck them over, using loopholes and connections.
Of course, normally Aaron would have been able to break this guy down to nothing in no time, after all, there was a reason why he was revered as a prosecutor, he’d never lost a case. He passed the DC bar with flying colors, this guy? A nobody, compared to him.
Unfortunately for all of them, Aaron’s mind was occupied by one of the detectives working alongside them. First a smirk, then an offhanded comment, then explicit flirting, until the two of them were in the bathroom, and the guy slipped a hand down his pants, and let Aaron marvel at his size. They were annoyingly interrupted by their Unsub leaving another body, so to hell with that.
That is the only reason why, in the middle of the afternoon, Aaron found himself knocking on the detective’s door. When he opened, Aaron walked right in, the detective closing the door silently.
”I need you to fuck me” Aaron said right away, the detective looking at him with a smirk.
”Why would I do that?” he asked, leaning on the frame of the living room door.
”Because you slipped your hand down my pants, and I haven’t been able to stop thinking about the size of your cock since. I can’t focus” Aaron stated, desperation barely concealed in his voice.
”Sounds like a you problem” the detective said, his grin growing wider. “If you want it, you better work for it”
And Aaron didn’t waste a second. He took off his clothes, and completely naked kneeled before the man’s crotch, unzipping his pants. Right as he removed his cock from his briefs, which Aaron noticed was already half hard, he closed his lips around it, desperate to get the man hard.
He worked his throat at a brutal pace, the heat in his mouth intoxicating, his own cock glistening with his precum, the man grabbing his hair harshly.
”Holy fuck, you are a needy whore” the detective chuckled, pulling Aaron off of him, the Unit Chief panting, a trail of saliva still connecting him to the man’s member.
The detective walked to the armchair, leaving Aaron on his knees. He pat his thigh as soon as he sat down, Aaron quickly scrambling to his feet, sitting on his lap.
”Hump my thigh, cum, or you can forget about my cock inside of you” the man ordered, holding Aaron’s jaw, the latter man nodding desperately, as he positioned the man’s legs between his, moving his hips desperately.
The feeling of the man’s jeans against his cock was incredible, Aaron rocking his hips back and forth with renewed enthusiasm, getting lost in the feeling.
”Shit- Ah- Feels good-“ Aaron began panting, his cock started twitching. It jerked suddenly, thick spurts of white liquid coming out, as Aaron kept rocking his hips, too entranced in how fucking good it felt to worry about the overstimulation.
”Holy shit, you’re an actual cock slut” the detective breathed out, grabbing him and lifting him up, Aaron whining when he stopped him from giving himself pleasure.
The detective laid him on the couch, Aaron facing him, as he forced his legs open, lining his tip with his hole.
”Please, please fuck me- Yes! Oh, yes-“ Aaron begged, cut off by his loud moans, as the man started sinking into him.
He hadn’t been prepped, the man’s cock barely lubed up. It hurt, but the painful stretch felt so good, seeing the man so entranced by the notion of fucking him into the couch that he would forget all courtesy.
No courtesy or kindness was given, the man pounding inside before he could even be fully in, Aaron screaming in pain and bliss, his hands going around the man’s neck, as tears welled up in his eyes.
”Yes, give it to me, please- Fuck!” Aaron exclaimed, when the man finally hit his prostate, his movements quickening in pace, wanting to hear more of his sounds.
He was brutal, and it felt so good, Aaron’s eyes rolling back in his head, tears streaming down his face, loud moans forced out of his throat.
As he fucked him with force, the man leaned down to kiss his neck, catching a few stray tears with his tongue.
Aaron was openly crying, the pleasure overwhelming, the man not letting go of the brutal pace he’d set for both of them.
He couldn’t vocalize words anymore, just desperation-laced moans, growing in volume as he came again, his orgasm violent, shaking his whole body, loud whimpers when the man kept fucking him well past it, Aaron’s fingernails scratching his back, the pleasure past overwhelming, but so fucking good-
Another, much louder, moan was ripped from his throat, as he felt the man come to a halt, giving one last harsh jab at his sweet spot, his creamy liquid being shot deep inside his body, Aaron’s thighs shaking desperately.
The man had fallen over him, quickly regained some composure, kissing Aaron’s neck, his jawline, as Aaron tried to catch his own breathing, the intensity of this fuck session leaving his brain a clean slate.
But when he went back to the precinct that day, it was with a calmer demeanor, and a brain full of ideas.
As it would stand, he was able to fuck their lawyer Unsub over, smiling at him as he was cuffed and dragged away.
He noticed Emily and Spencer stare at him, their gaze knowing, and he made the resolution to pointedly ignore them.
Instance three
The case was over, thank God. Normally, everyone would be more than happy to bolt back to the jet, yet for some reason his team had decided they wanted to go back in the morning rather than right away.
Great news for Aaron, if you asked him, as just a few hours prior, when he thought he would be on a flight home by now, he had sucked the chief’s cock, apologizing he couldn’t give him more. Of course, the chief was more than content, happy that Aaron took a great deal of enjoyment on having cum shot down his throat.
And the chief was beyond ecstatic when he saw Aaron before his house. He invited him in, bringing him upstairs.
”I have something I want you to put on over there” the chief had told him, pointing at the walk-in closet.
And now Aaron stood in front of the mirror, watching his reflection, wearing nothing but white lace panties. Aaron blushed deeply as he walked out, watched the chief through his lashes, the man already naked, sat on the bed as he lazily stroked his cock.
”Shit you look better than I thought. Come sit on my lap, princess” the chief told him, as Aaron made his way to the bed, carefully sitting on top of the chief’s lap, his left hand already on the man’s cock.
”You looks shy” the chief purred.
”I- I usually don’t wear-“ Aaron stuttered, growing even redder.
”I want you to ride my cock, and I want you to ask for permission to do it” the chief ordered in a low voice.
As Aaron kept jerking him off, slowly, he finally looked up, cheeks red and eyes full of lust.
”Can I ride your cock, daddy?” he asked, his voice almost teasing. The chief looked slightly taken aback by the fact Aaron had called him ‘daddy’, but looked incredibly pleased nonetheless.
”Of course you can, baby girl” the chief said, grabbing a bottle of lube. “And since you’re such a good girl, I’ll prep you myself”
The chief’s hand was inside of his panties, fingers scissoring his hole open, barely grazing against his prostate, Aaron’s hands holding tightly on his shoulders, whimpers escaping his lips when those fingers would get so close, only to go somewhere else entirely.
”Please, daddy” Aaron almost sobbed. “I’m ready, I want to feel your big cock in me, please let me ride your cock daddy” he begged, a few tears escaping his eyes.
”Of course baby girl, you can ride me how long you please” the chief purred, seemingly satisfied with his performance.
He removed his fingers, pushing the panties slightly to the side, helping Aaron line up his cock with his hole.
And Aaron quickly sunk down on it, gasping as the cock pushed deeper inside of him.
”It’s so big, God-“ Aaron moaned, a sound so full of lust the chief groaned, pleased.
Aaron’s arms were locked around the chief’s neck, as he began rocking his hips up and down, slowly at first, enjoying every inch, quickly picking up in pace.
”Like that baby, keep going” the chief praised, Aaron looking in his eyes, his own full of lust, as he leaned over to kiss him.
Aaron was now riding at full force, suddenly breaking from the kiss with a scream of pleasure as he managed to hit his own prostate. The pleasure was bubbling up, Aaron could feel it. He could feel the pressure building up, when it was suddenly cut off by the man holding the base of his shaft tightly.
”Daddy-“ Aaron whined, the man stopping him to chase his own release.
”Not yet baby girl. Be good for me, and I’ll let you cum” the chief softly chastized, Aaron whimpering desperately, but otherwise kept riding him, still hitting his sweet spot. “Just like that, good job” the chief praised again.
Aaron leaned back, his hands now on the mattress, moaning desperately as he felt the size going in and out of himself, his cock twitching desperately for release.
”Daddy, I can’t-“ Aaron whined, a strangled sob escaping his lips, turning into a moan.
”Yes you can, princess, look at you” the chief replied, still holding his cock tightly. Aaron shook his head.
”Your cock feels too good, daddy- So big- Ah-“ Aaron moaned again, the pressure gaining intensity the more he moved his hips.
”God baby, you’re taking me so well, you’re doing such a good job- Fuck, you should be a pornstar” the man praised, his thumb grazing the other’s tip, Aaron whimpering loudly, his legs opening more.
He felt the chief’s cock twitch inside of himself, smiling when he realized he was about to make his lover cum.
”Daddy-“ he gasped. “I want it inside, I want it all inside-“ he broke out in another moan. He was so desperate for his own release, so lost in the deep feeling, he couldn’t keep his thoughts in check anymore, let alone his words.
”Baby girl-“ the chief warned him. Aaron looked up at him, through lust filled eyes.
”Please, daddy” he begged again. “Breed me”
And all of a sudden, his cock was being released, all the pent-up pressure coming out, as the chief forced his hips down, hitting his prostate harshly, Aaron’s scream loud, desperate, his orgasm so intense his cum ended up all over his chest, the chief releasing inside of him, Aaron still moving his hips lightly, his hole getting tighter, trying desperately to get as much cum out of his lover, and inside of him, as possible.
”Did- Did I do a good job, daddy?” Aaron was finally able to ask, the chief moving them both, Aaron now on his back, the (now softer) cock still deep inside.
”I never came so hard in my life, princess” the chief praised, playing with Aaron’t tip some more, the man whimpering in satisfaction.
And that’s exactly why he was late to the jet. God-fucking-dammit.
Of course, the fact that he woke up with the man still inside of him, rock hard, and that they had begun a new session in the bed, only to finish it in the shower, didn’t help at all.
51 years old and the flexibility of a teenager, Aaron smirked to himself.
He ran inside the jet, apologizing.
”I’m so sorry, I really am, I lost track of time-“ he tried, his cheeks still flushed red, the suit pressed, but the hair somewhat still disheveled.
”Don’t worry, I’m sure he would have kept you for longer” Spencer commented, not looking up from his book. Aaron froze.
”He must have been incredible, if even you lost your composure” Derek agreed, looking at him knowingly, the rest of the team snickering.
“Right” Aaron murmured, quickly making his way to the back of the plane, hiding his face.
”Don’t worry, Aaron” David began. “I made sure to ask Penelope for his phone number. In case you want to distract him, send some pictures, you know” Aaron held his breath, the red on his face intensifying.
”That would definitely get me distracted” Spencer chuckled, Aaron spluttering, plopping down away from the team.
It was going to be a long ride home.