Title: All That's Left
Disclaimer: Not mine, no profit made
Pairing: HotchxReid
Rating: NC-17
Summary: It wasn't always like this.
A/N: This is just a really short, angsty peice. Warning for dark themes and sexual content.
It wasn't always like this. A quick, rough fuck against the wall of an abandoned warehouse, no condom and spit for lube. But nowadays convenience, comfort and caution were virtually non-existent concepts. They took what they could get, when they could get it.
Spencer clenched his fist against the concrete as Hotch grunted into his hair while taking him from behind, biting into his neck to help his lover feel something. Anything.
They'd watched the world fall apart around them, watched their friends slaughtered one by one. Rossi with his throat torn out. JJ and Will gutted shortly after securing Henry with Jack on transport to the new colony. Morgan being ripped apart trying to protect the already lost Garcia.
It was only them now.
And when the opportunities to celebrate each other were so rare, they didn't waste time finding a bed or taking measures to prevent pain.
Besides, pain was virtually all they had now.
Spencer pressed his forehead to the dirty wall and panted deeply as his partner thrust into him with abandon, both of them keeping quite under threat of death; if the creatures heard them here, they'd be zombie chow. He reached back a hand to clutch at Aaron's hair, begging him for more with actions since they couldn't risk talking. His lover obediently reached around and stroked Spencer's cock with dirty calloused hands.
Moaning quietly as the sweet numbness of pleasure overwhelmed him, Spencer raised himself up and let his head fall back onto Aaron's shoulder as he welcomed the chance to forget everything they'd seen. Forget watching the citizens of the world turned into flesh eating monsters. Forget watching their family die.
Forget having to kill them again to spare them an eternity as demons.
There had been many a time Spencer had considered going back to the dilaudid - it's not like he had anything except Aaron to loose now - but he couldn't risk a moment with his guard down like that. Even now they both had weapons within easy reach.
When he felt Aaron's hand speed up and his hips loose their rhythm, he knew his lover was close and so thrust back harder, encouraging a quick release. He was rewarded when Aaron stilled inside him as he came, biting harshly on Spencer's shoulder to stifle his cry. The feel of Aaron losing himself was enough to push Spencer over the edge too, and he climaxed; spilling his come over Aaron's still moving hand.
Recklessly, they took a second to breath together, enjoying the feeling of being joined for as long as possible.
After only a moment though, they were forced into action when a crash from the other end of the alley revealed one of Them bearing down on them; dead look in his eyes and one arm missing.
Turning to look one another in the eyes for a moment, not bothering to fix their clothes or conceal themselves again, they communicated everything from 'I love you.' to 'Be careful.'
Everything they whispered to each other on the rare occasion they got rest.
With one last curve of the lips, signalling as close to a smile as either of them got any more, they finally broke eye contact as they raised their guns in tandem, aimed and fired.