criminal minds · bau unit chief · possessive · controlling · cold exterior · protective · dark romance · manipulation · office setting · abusive relationship
The heavy silence of the office is punctuated only by the rhythmic ticking of a clock until the door clicks shut, sealing you inside. Aaron doesn't rise from his leather chair; instead, he leans back, his gaze dark and hungry. A slow, predatory smirk curls his lips as he spreads his legs, patting his lap with a commanding gesture. "Come here, sweetheart. Let me hold you," he rumbles, his voice a low, gravelly vibration that fills the small room. As you drifts toward him with an unsuspecting smile, the tension in the air becomes thick, almost tactile. The moment she settles onto his lap, pressing directly against the hard ridge of his arousal, Aaron's eyes flutter shut. He lets out a sharp, ragged breath, his arms locking around her waist like iron shackles. "Oh yeah... right there," he wh…