Disclaimed!
Hi to everyone who is still reading and alerting, this next chapter is some more, JJ/Hotch! I really need to think of better things to write in the introduction, but I have enough trouble figuring out titles for my fics : )
So... Enjoy and let me know what you think!
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JJ opened her eyes slowly, the comfort of her quilt wrapped tightly around her aching body made the lethargic blonde moan as she realised she was alone in her quiet bedroom after a very passionate night with the man she had been fantasying about for years now. Reluctantly kicking the blanket off, JJ grabbed the men's white shirt that hung over the headboard and her pink PJ bottoms and tied her hair in a loose bun. The door creaked open slowly, as the once trained agent, checked the bathroom and her son's room for her former supervisor.
"Aaron?" she whispered as she shut the boy's door closed, after watching them for a few minutes still peacefully asleep.
Hearing the soft buzz of her coffee machine, JJ quietly made her way down the stairs and into her messy open planned living room/kitchen. The clock on the side table read 7.35, and the sight of Aaron Hotchner, tiredly working his way around her small kitchen made her pause. "Hey, what are you doing up so early?"
Catching him unawares, Hotch turned to see JJ wrapped in his work shirt and soft pink bottoms, which made him, smile softly at her relaxed appearance, as he answered her question. "Couldn't sleep"
JJ smiled back, watching him watch her, stepping forward towards the kitchen, JJ knocked the empty bottle of gin that had rolled next to the couch. Cursing as she bent down and picked up the glass bottle, JJ lifted a hand to her head when a pain shot through it. "God, my heads banging"
"We drank a lot last night" Hotch chuckled as he took the empty bottle off her and poured his once close and respected colleague a cup of strong, black coffee.
JJ gratefully accepted the cup, and let her hand linger on his as they momentarily touched. "Tell me about it"
JJ rolled her eyes while she sipped her hot beverage as she sat on one of the stools that were shoved under the kitchen bench. Hotch watched her silently as she rubbed her throbbing head. When a comfortable silence ensued, Hotch cleared his throat, "How are you feeling about..."
JJ looked up at the profiler, sensing his sudden nerves; she finished his sentence for him, with a gleam of mischief in her eyes. "Sleeping with you last night?"
"Erm, yeah" Hotch dropped his head bashfully
JJ stood and closed the distance between them, resting her hand on his t-shirt covered chest, JJ rose to the balls of her feet to press her lips softly on to his. Both moaned as the kiss ended, but they kept close together as JJ traced the outline of his jaw with her fingers. "I needed you as much as you needed me Aaron"
"So I didn't take advantage of you?" Hotch asked with amusement hinted in his voice as his eyes rose, questioning the petite woman, he had hold of.
JJ smirked lustfully, "I wouldn't mind if you took advantage of me, not after last night"
They both chuckled into another kiss, Hotch deepened the kiss by turning her so she was pressed against the counter, and she more than willingly let his hand roam underneath the shirt that she wore. Pulling away for air, Hotch rested his forehead against JJ's, his warm breath hit her face as he whispered between panting for breath. "This should be awkward"
"But it's not" JJ smiled softly before lifting herself onto the counter and wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist to pull him closer as she stole another chaste kiss.
"No, it's not... JJ last night, when we... It wasn't just about grief" His usual stoic expression appeared as he tried to prove to her that he was telling the truth.
"I know" JJ nodded but dropped her eyes as his fingers delicately began to stroke her cheek.
"I want it to happen again" Hotch whispered in her ear making her giggle, "I'm sure we can arrange that"
Seeing something other than lust in her eyes, Hotch tilted his head in wonder, "JJ?"
"Yeah?" Meeting his eyes once more, JJ bit her lower lip while he talked. "Are you okay? I know Emily's..."
Shaking her head, JJ jumped down off the counter, to pick up her luke-warm coffee. "I'd rather not think about it, right now"
Nodding, he stood back retrieving his own mug to sipping his warm coffee and watched the single mom begin to tidy the messy rooms, automatically she switched on the TV to have the news on in the background but when a news report about Prentiss's death came on, she practically sprinted back to the remote to turn the channel over. Regaining her composure the sight of Hotch's cell flashing, caught her attention and she passed the silver gadget over to the observing profiler.
Hotch sighed as he hung up after the stern voice spoke quickly down the phone. "Strauss left me a voicemail, the team are on stand down till further notice" JJ nodded as she came back into the kitchen with an arm full of mugs, glasses and plates.
"I called work yesterday and took some personal time. I told Garcia I'd meet her later on today, and the ambassador asked me if I could help her with some of Emily's... things and the funeral" JJ froze as she stared at the dark liquid in her mug before shaking her head softly, "God, my head is banging"
Hotch took the mug off her, trying to get her attention. "You're allowed to take some time to mourn JJ"
"I'd rather occupy my mind" She retorted as a matter of fact, trying to keep her eye line on the microwave rather than his dark hazel eyes.
Hotch sighed as he ducked into her eye line. "I can understand that. But I'm here for you, if you need to talk"
"I know that, thank you" She kissed his cheek and took her mug back from him to place in the sink before she turned the water on.
Hotch picked up the tea towel to start drying the objects JJ washed and placed on the drying stand with unrestraint force. "I thought I'd take the boys to see Dave at the hospital later on, if you don't mind?" Hotch muttered as JJ kept her gaze on the garden and the sink rather than him.
"Of course not, we should arrange something with the whole team, make sure everyone is handling... Everything alright... Do you want some breakfast?" Seeing JJ's determination not to talk about her feelings, the profiler shook his head.
"I'm not that hungry" Hotch placed the plate he had in his hand on to the counter and threw the tea towel on top of the dried plate.
JJ sighed, "Me either, maybe I just need more coffee?"
Hotch grabbed JJ's waist firmly when she tried to avoid him, so she could get to the coffee. Steadying her, the experienced agent tilted her head slowly so he could trail kisses down her throat.
"Mmmm, Aaron..." JJ groaned as she tried to pull his body closer to hers by tugging on his black trousers.
"Do you think we have enough time before the boys wake up?" Hotch began to unbutton her shirt from behind, making her chuckle. "Well they were up pretty late"
"Back to bed?" Hotch suggested breathlessly as he warm hands explored her chest.
Turning in his hold, JJ wrapped her hands around his neck and started to walk him backwards, out of the kitchen. "Yes sir"
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