Agent Ken Doll [FanFic]
Title: Agent Ken Doll
Author: Tooks
Pairing: Hotch, Team
Rating: FRT
Summary: At Garcia's birthday party Hotch gets hit on by one of her more colorful friends.
Notes: Based on a discussion had here and shout-outs going to chat buddies on this cloudzrshibby and mcgarrygirl78
“I’m telling you, girl, you’d look fierce with some blonde chunks in your hair,” the man named Cherry told Emily as they sat with JJ and the birthday girl, Garica.
“I seriously doubt my boss would appreciate that wild a hairstyle,” Emily said with a small laugh.
“Yeah Hotch isn’t the greatest handler of the fierce,” JJ added with a smile.
Cherry’s too-red lips moved to pout some, “Aw, well, maybe he just needs a little shaking up?”
The women of the BAU began to laugh and Garica placed a hand over her friends, “Cherry, sweetie, the only way to shake a man like Hotch up is to put him in a vibrating chair.”
The girls all laughed some more before Emily saw Hotch approaching, “Oh! Speak of the devil, here he comes now!” She called out excitedly.
Hotch approached with a slight cringe as he tried to squeeze past the throng of dancing partygoers who seemed determined to make him dance for his passage through them. “Oh thank god,” he nearly exclaimed as Emily grabbed his hand to drag him from the crowd and to the bar.
“What, aren’t you having fun?” JJ questioned with a slight smirk.
“Oh, um…” Hotch gave a smile and looked at Garcia, “it’s a wonderful club and very enjoyable party, don’t get me wrong, but I’m afraid it’s just not really my, um, scene.”
Garcia gave a smile back, “I know it isn’t, thank you for coming anyway.”
“Oh that’s crap!” Cherry announced as she got up, “Make it your scene, baby!” Hotch was more than a little surprised at someone not simply accepting what he said and letting it go, which was the norm. “Come on, Captain America,” she took the agent’s hand as she got up and went around to face him, “let’s loosen you up.”
“Uh…” Hotch was too shocked to argue as the (he presumed) woman moved to start to muss up his hair. She was attractive to be sure but, still, the man wasn’t accustomed to being hit on by women outside batting lashes and soft smiles so the boldness was more than a touch surprising.
JJ, virtually beside herself in amusement, excused herself to the bathroom…it was just too much to take.
“So, tell me Prince Charming,” Cherry continued casually as she went to undo a button of the man’s shirt, “you gotta girl?”
Hotch shifted nervously, trying to be polite but unsure if he really liked where this seemed to be going with Emily and Garcia watching, giggling. “Um…uh, no.”
“Would you like one?” Cherry arched a brow and gave an almost teasing smile.
Hotch’s eyes widened a touch, then immediately darted to Emily and Garcia in a silent plea for help. He wasn’t used to this sort of sexual aggression from anyone towards him, it was more than a little unnerving.
As amusing as it was Emily started to feel a little bad seeing how flustered her normally calm, cool, and collected boss and friend was. “I’m afraid our unit chief isn’t much of a dater.”
Cherry moved a little closer to Hotch, set her hands on his shoulders in a relaxed but clearly seductive manner, “Well neither am I.”
Garcia held back her laughter to speak, “I’m afraid you’re barking up the wrong tree, my dear friend,” she stood up, “Hotch here is about as sexual as a Ken doll.”
Hotch snapped his head to Garcia unsure if he should be insulted by the comment or grateful that it seemed to be working as Cherry pouted a little and lowered her hands from Hotch’s shoulders, “Aw, too bad, Agent Ken Doll and I could’ve had a lot of fun.”
“Plenty other fine-looking fish in the sea,” Garcia assured her friend, “Come on, I’ll help you go find a more suitable dance partner, okay?” The woman offered as she began to lead her cross-dressing friend away from Hotch and Emily, taking a moment to turn back and give Emily and Hotch a wink as she did.
Hotch turned to Emily, “I’m more sexual than a Ken doll,” he stated with a seriousness that caused Emily to laugh all the more as she shook her head.
“I’m sure you are, Hotch.”
Hotch gave a nod and then moved to run his hand through his hair in attempts to fix it. “Is it just me or was Garcia’s friend rather…bold…for a woman?” Maybe girls were more aggressive than before, but he doubted many were that aggressive.
“She was rather bold,” Emily nodded trying not to laugh before adding, “but no more than some other men I’ve met at bars.”
For a moment the comment threw Hotch, confused him, then he got it. “She was a…”
“Yes.”
“And she wanted to…with me she wanted to…”
“It would seem so.”
Hotch nodded some before looking at Emily seriously, “This can never be mentioned to the others.”
“Did I hear this from JJ right?” Rossi announced his presence as he came up to them with a slightly crooked smile, “Did the beautiful Cherry try and pick up Hotch?”
Emily laughed a touch as she nodded, “Yes, she was quite smitten with him, Garcia virtually had to pull she off poor Hotch here.”
Hotch rolled his eyes, “Oh god, I’m never going to live this down, am I?” Because it was only a matter of time before Morgan and Reid heard too.
“I thought Cherry had a more discerning taste,” Rossi commented with a joking smiled, “I feel a little less special now.”
Finally, with the others, Hotch started to laugh some.
"As far as I'm concerned, being any gender is a drag." ~ Patti Smith
Author: Tooks
Pairing: Hotch, Team
Rating: FRT
Summary: At Garcia's birthday party Hotch gets hit on by one of her more colorful friends.
Notes: Based on a discussion had here and shout-outs going to chat buddies on this cloudzrshibby and mcgarrygirl78
“I’m telling you, girl, you’d look fierce with some blonde chunks in your hair,” the man named Cherry told Emily as they sat with JJ and the birthday girl, Garica.
“I seriously doubt my boss would appreciate that wild a hairstyle,” Emily said with a small laugh.
“Yeah Hotch isn’t the greatest handler of the fierce,” JJ added with a smile.
Cherry’s too-red lips moved to pout some, “Aw, well, maybe he just needs a little shaking up?”
The women of the BAU began to laugh and Garica placed a hand over her friends, “Cherry, sweetie, the only way to shake a man like Hotch up is to put him in a vibrating chair.”
The girls all laughed some more before Emily saw Hotch approaching, “Oh! Speak of the devil, here he comes now!” She called out excitedly.
Hotch approached with a slight cringe as he tried to squeeze past the throng of dancing partygoers who seemed determined to make him dance for his passage through them. “Oh thank god,” he nearly exclaimed as Emily grabbed his hand to drag him from the crowd and to the bar.
“What, aren’t you having fun?” JJ questioned with a slight smirk.
“Oh, um…” Hotch gave a smile and looked at Garcia, “it’s a wonderful club and very enjoyable party, don’t get me wrong, but I’m afraid it’s just not really my, um, scene.”
Garcia gave a smile back, “I know it isn’t, thank you for coming anyway.”
“Oh that’s crap!” Cherry announced as she got up, “Make it your scene, baby!” Hotch was more than a little surprised at someone not simply accepting what he said and letting it go, which was the norm. “Come on, Captain America,” she took the agent’s hand as she got up and went around to face him, “let’s loosen you up.”
“Uh…” Hotch was too shocked to argue as the (he presumed) woman moved to start to muss up his hair. She was attractive to be sure but, still, the man wasn’t accustomed to being hit on by women outside batting lashes and soft smiles so the boldness was more than a touch surprising.
JJ, virtually beside herself in amusement, excused herself to the bathroom…it was just too much to take.
“So, tell me Prince Charming,” Cherry continued casually as she went to undo a button of the man’s shirt, “you gotta girl?”
Hotch shifted nervously, trying to be polite but unsure if he really liked where this seemed to be going with Emily and Garcia watching, giggling. “Um…uh, no.”
“Would you like one?” Cherry arched a brow and gave an almost teasing smile.
Hotch’s eyes widened a touch, then immediately darted to Emily and Garcia in a silent plea for help. He wasn’t used to this sort of sexual aggression from anyone towards him, it was more than a little unnerving.
As amusing as it was Emily started to feel a little bad seeing how flustered her normally calm, cool, and collected boss and friend was. “I’m afraid our unit chief isn’t much of a dater.”
Cherry moved a little closer to Hotch, set her hands on his shoulders in a relaxed but clearly seductive manner, “Well neither am I.”
Garcia held back her laughter to speak, “I’m afraid you’re barking up the wrong tree, my dear friend,” she stood up, “Hotch here is about as sexual as a Ken doll.”
Hotch snapped his head to Garcia unsure if he should be insulted by the comment or grateful that it seemed to be working as Cherry pouted a little and lowered her hands from Hotch’s shoulders, “Aw, too bad, Agent Ken Doll and I could’ve had a lot of fun.”
“Plenty other fine-looking fish in the sea,” Garcia assured her friend, “Come on, I’ll help you go find a more suitable dance partner, okay?” The woman offered as she began to lead her cross-dressing friend away from Hotch and Emily, taking a moment to turn back and give Emily and Hotch a wink as she did.
Hotch turned to Emily, “I’m more sexual than a Ken doll,” he stated with a seriousness that caused Emily to laugh all the more as she shook her head.
“I’m sure you are, Hotch.”
Hotch gave a nod and then moved to run his hand through his hair in attempts to fix it. “Is it just me or was Garcia’s friend rather…bold…for a woman?” Maybe girls were more aggressive than before, but he doubted many were that aggressive.
“She was rather bold,” Emily nodded trying not to laugh before adding, “but no more than some other men I’ve met at bars.”
For a moment the comment threw Hotch, confused him, then he got it. “She was a…”
“Yes.”
“And she wanted to…with me she wanted to…”
“It would seem so.”
Hotch nodded some before looking at Emily seriously, “This can never be mentioned to the others.”
“Did I hear this from JJ right?” Rossi announced his presence as he came up to them with a slightly crooked smile, “Did the beautiful Cherry try and pick up Hotch?”
Emily laughed a touch as she nodded, “Yes, she was quite smitten with him, Garcia virtually had to pull she off poor Hotch here.”
Hotch rolled his eyes, “Oh god, I’m never going to live this down, am I?” Because it was only a matter of time before Morgan and Reid heard too.
“I thought Cherry had a more discerning taste,” Rossi commented with a joking smiled, “I feel a little less special now.”
Finally, with the others, Hotch started to laugh some.
"As far as I'm concerned, being any gender is a drag." ~ Patti Smith