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Summary: It hurt and it felt good and it was all so pathetic. Set at the end of "LDSK."
Rating: M
Warnings: Masturbation, sexual themes, yaoi
[Criminal Minds] The Essentials [Reid/Hotch]
To kick someone, you must exert a force based on the components of mass and acceleration of your leg. Of course, there's also the angle of the kick to consider, and the person you're kicking to think about.
It had hurt.
Not the kicking. The kicking was nothing new. Actually, in retrospect, the words were nothing new either.
But in fact, they were, because it was Hotch who said them.
It had hurt.
Hotch hadn't meant what he said.
No, that wasn't true. He had meant what he said at the time that he said it, for the purposes of detaining the UnSub. Not for the purpose of hurting me.
Hotch knew the impact his words would have. He trusted the younger man to understand, to carry out his plan.
He trusted me and I trusted him and with the power of teamwork we made it through the ordeal alive and that was that.
Except that wasn't that, because here I am holding his gun and masturbating under my sheets and oh god Hotch, oh my god-
As he remembered the sounds of foot hitting flesh, stomach, ribcage, reliving the moments as Hotch hissed at him, as Hotch glared at him and oh god it felt good to be kicked and verbally abused and assaulted because it was Hotch and Hotch would never say that except in such a situation and-
Hotch. Hotch was married, was his boss, was his superior and was older and more experienced and so much more confident and such a natural leader and he was married, and he was a man and he was not gay.
It had hurt.
What does that make me?
Spencer came into his hand, stifled a moan into his pillow, held the gun that did not belong to him more tightly to his chest, his stomach, where he'd been kicked.
As he started to come down from his moment of ecstasy, he sighed, feeling the stickiness and sweat and slight tinge of gunpowder.
I guess I'm pretty pathetic, then.
It had hurt.
To kick someone, you must exert a force based on the components of mass and acceleration of your leg. Of course, there's also the angle of the kick to consider, and the person you're kicking to think about.
[A/N] I don't even know.
There was a season1/2 marathon or something and LDSK was showing~ it's my favorite episode, so I was really happy.
And, I was in a mood to write Hotch/Reid. When I should be working on The Essentials. URHURHURHUR.
If this fanfic were actually a scene in the show, Criminal Minds would be a little bit... canceled. So, I'll write it and post it online instead~! (Ha, I wish this were in the end of the episode. I'd die of happiness.)
Thank you very much for reading.