Disclaimer: The characters from Harry Potter books and Criminal Minds TV series do not belong to me (I merely use them in my plot for fun).

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Chapter 29 - Romantic Interlude


The small corner café was busy that morning and was as far away from his normal route as Harry could get and the green eyed man needed that. The place had been Jerry's suggestion, after the man finished yelling at him for dropping off grid now that he had a legitimate love life. Harry, feeling guilty had decided to cater to his friend's whims. Outside of a few phone calls and a couple of lunches out, here and there, the green eyed wizard had not really spent much time with Jerry ever since his relationship with Aaron had gotten more physical and more serious. And with Teddy, in addition to Jack, he really could not spend much time away from the house. That was what he told Jerry too, but the Muggle would have none of it.

"Will you stop sulking?" the wizard groaned. "I'm here, drinking the coffee you suggested…"

"Only after I had to beg," Jerry grouched.

Harry sighed. "You wanted it to be me doing the begging?"

"Well, yes, but I also want details!" Jerry told him. "I vaguely recall that tall, dark and handsome agent you were paired up with but that's it! You don't come dancing any more; you don't have time to shop with me, go to the gym…"

"I still shop and go to the gym," the wizard protested. "I do! Honestly!"

"I'm sorry, but you just about cut me off, cut us off. When was the last time you had time to go dancing or just for a couple of drinks with me and Alex and Mike? You have yet to meet Karl, my hunk who is just as gorgeous as your FBI agent," Jerry pointed out. "You're turning into one of those people," Jerry accused.

"You're fishing for something, I can tell. All the guilt tripping, the blatant accusations, what do you want Jer?"

"For you to actually show some interest in my life?"

"I am interested in your life and what you have to say to me. I know that I have been neglecting you and our friendship and I may have Googled your boyfriend's name and see he's gorgeous and agree that you have great taste?"

Jerry perked up. "You saw the picture of him in the papers?"

"Does his nice face match his personality Jer?"

"Yes," the man said, looking more than happy about that fact. "He's great to me, does not chance other guys the moment my back is turned and he treats me right. We got to an office party of his just last week and he did not introduce me as a cousin but as his partner. After all the creeps I went out with..."

"Karl is amazing?" Harry offered.

"You bet your green eyes he is. And I may have watched the news and saw your guy in that human trafficking bust that took place a few days ago, I recalled the blond cutie, JJ from the case we helped out," Jerry said. He looked at Harry seriously. "You know, that guy of yours is a regular hero. No one from his team was hurt, right? They mentioned some people died..."

"No, Morgan was a bit messed up, but no serious injuries," Harry agreed.

"Morgan is the tall chocolate skinned god?" Jerry recalled. At the pointed look he received from the wizard he rolled his eyes. "Hey, I can look but not actively hound a guy. Plus, Morgan was straight, I get it. But I do have eyes. Tell me he wasn't a hunk."

"One, he's Aaron's colleague. Two, Aaron is hot, thank you very much, three... I'm never going to admit to knowing what his six packs looks like..."

Jerry snorted. "You lucky bastard, surrounded by hot guys, day in, day out."

"Is this why you wanted to see me? I admit the coffee is amazing but..."

"No, no," Jerry put his cup down. "I wanted to warn you actually. Me and the guys are going out, drinking and dancing, this Friday. Karl is coming, so is Mike's new boyfriend, Will or something, he's new so it's a big thing. You have to be there, Harry. And you better bring your man too. And don't you dare say he can't dance. I know he can. I know your Aaron can dance, I saw the video footage of how you two kept bumping and grinding into each other. Now that you're actually having sex we might need to hose you two down… or join you."

Harry rolled his eyes. "Jerry..."

"Two months Harry."

The green eyed wizard sighed. "Fine! I make no promises but I'll ask him. Still, you know his job. If he does not get called away..."

"Yes, yes, if the monsters of the world don't call him away he's coming, I get that. You, mister, better get a babysitter. His work is the only excuse you can use."

"I could break a leg…"

"Tough, if I can dance with a sprained hand, you can on a broken leg."

"That doesn't make sense!" Harry protested.

"You've not been out with me for two months, at least."

The wizard sighed. "I really should stop returning your calls."

Jerry was not discouraged, if anything his smile widened. "How's the coffee?"

"Amazing," Harry reluctantly admitted. "You really do know to pick the place."

His Muggle friend preened.

"Listen, I'm not a jerk," the dark haired wizard told him. "I wanted to see you guys but honestly, Teddy needed me and up until recently I was not ready to be away from him for long."

"Just remember that you need to have a life," Jerry told Harry.

"I won't forget again," the wizard promised.


The green eyed wizard kept his word to Jerry and he mentioned the invite/request/ultimatum to his lover. There had not been much to debate, Aaron had been curious and interested in going to a club, a gay club, the visit not being case related. They were snuggled on the couch, watching a movie while the boys were asleep upstairs.

"It has been ages since our last date," Aaron muttered. "I'm usually on a plane three states away and you have the kids all day… You know, Jerry might be right, we need to have an adults' night out."

"You're planning this all in your head, right?" Harry correctly guessed.

"Well, I bet Jessica would not mind having the boys over for the night and Sean liked Teddy when he met with him during lunch."

"And Jack's accidental magic has toned down," the green eyed man added.

"That too, I don't really want to explain to Jessica and her family why her hair turned neon green."

Harry chuckled. "I fixed that for you."

"After you finished laughing," Aaron poked his side, enjoying Harry's squirming.

"Cut that out!" the wizard said. "And had my hair been neon green you would have taken a picture as well."

"So, tomorrow we're going out with Jerry?"

"Yes, his partner, Connor, he's a psychiatrist so play nice with the guy," Harry said and Aaron smothered a grin. "There are of course …

"And we're going to dance?"

Harry was now grinning. "Dance and drink and grind against each other and come home and have sex as loud as we can."

Aaron kissed Harry's neck, "Mmm, love that plan. I'm calling Sean to inform him he's babysitting on his night off."

"Aren't you…"

"Cock blocking him?" Hotch offered.

"Essentially yes."

"He met someone and he sounded smitten with her so I better train him and fast. Plus, I know all that whining is just a front. We're meeting more lately than when we used to live under the same roof."

"You Hotchner brothers are just so cute. So, Sean thinks that she's the one?" Harry asked.

"He sounded like it, mushy and love struck and flying on cloud nine."

"Good for him."


They parked not far from the bar they were supposed to meet. Harry had been thrumming with excitement since they left the house. He was dressed in very tight black jeans with a short sleeved shirt in green colour, showing off his toned body. Aaron had opted jeans as well, dark blue with a grey shirt. Harry was used to seeing him in suits as well as casual around the house and he liked this version of his lover.

Jerry was already in the bar when they entered. At his side Harry spotted Karl. The pair walked up to them and Jerry beamed when he saw them.

"You actually came," he said and went to hug Harry. After he was done with the green eyed man he turned to Aaron. "Hug or handshake? I'm not sure what you're comfortable with."

"Hug. He needs more of them," the wizard responded and Jerry went with Harry's suggestion. "I'm Harry," the green eyed man turned to Karl, who was standing now.

"Karl."

"I know, Jerry is quite smitten with you," Harry smiled at the man.

Karl turned to Jerry. "Good to know," he said and pecked Jerry's lips.

"We're just waiting for Mike, his boyfriend Will, and Alex is coming solo tonight," Jerry told Harry. "What are you guys drinking?" he asked while motioning for a waiter.

"Beer," Aaron said and looked to Harry who shrugged.

"Same I guess," he said.

"So, Aaron," Jerry turned to the FBI agent. "You must have some pretty crazy skills in the bedroom to have Harry here forget me."

Next to him, Karl groaned. "Love, we talked about proper wording of things?"

"Shush, I want to see if I can make him squirm," Jerry told his lover.

"From what Harry tells me, I'm good at keeping him distracted," Aaron offered, making Harry groan.

"Aaron! He's going to ask for details," the wizard said.

"Or a demonstration," Karl said and gave a warning look at Jerry.

"We could always talk about the weather," Jerry offered. "Is that a safe, boring topic?"

"Ignore him," Karl told Aaron. "He's still mad at me because it was my turn to choose the music in the car tonight and R&B just isn't his thing. So, Jerry tells me you're an FBI agent? How's that for a bad pick up line?"

"Horrible actually, but I used to be a lawyer so I get points for that," Aaron answered. "The girls of the team have more stories to tell, really, because they just attract those guys and they kind of turned it into a game, seeing how much they can embarrass those guys who play at being in FBI."

"I've watched them send a guy crying," Harry was nodding. "Prentiss can be vicious."

"Oh, I remember her, the dark haired one?" Jerry mused.

"Same one," Aaron agreed. "You know, Jerry, Harry never really told me what you do for a living."

Harry and Karl both snorted.

"Hey, I do work," Jerry told those two.

"He's more of an artist," Karl tried explaining to Aaron.

"You don't look patient enough," the FBI agent told Jerry.

"I'm between jobs at the moment," the man in question replied. "I've changed a lot of jobs over the years but if you want to get technical... I studied economics at Columbia, New York."

"My brother went to NY to be a chef," Aaron commented. "Last time I was there it was for a case."

"The bombings, right, Harry mentioned you were caught in an explosion," Jerry recalled.

"From what I gather, your job is more dangerous than glamorous," Karl told Aaron."

"It's the badge," Harry said. "Has to be the badge. Or maybe the suits and ties."

"What about ties? A new kink Harry?"

The wizard turned his head and got a hug from Mike, who just arrived with a short blond man with glasses and a pleasant face. Introductions were made anew and the large group had to wait a bit more for Alex to arrive.


They were admitted inside the club quite fast. Karl had apparently known the owner and they were able to bypass the line and get a table to sit at, not that Harry managed to find a place at all because Jerry grabbed his arm.

"Two months!" the man stressed. "And Karl has two left feet. You owe me," he said to the wizard. Then he turned to Aaron, "You'll get him back whenever you come and claim him," he stated. "He'll drink scotch or bourbon and I'm a vodka guy, order accordingly and see you later!" And with that he and Harry disappeared in the dance floor.

"So, Aaron," Alex said, "Do you dance?"

"Not just yet," the man replied, noting absently that he was the older age. "Jerry earlier threatened me if I cut down his and Harry's fun time, as he called it. Karl, when do you think it'll be safe to cut in?"

"Give them till the drinks arrive, then send Jerry back to me," Karl replied. "I'll keep him busy and off the dance floor."

Aaron smiled and followed Karl's advice. When the drinks came, he went and got his lover and Jerry back where the duo sat long enough to refresh and then Karl was the one to get hauled up on his feet and dragged to the dance floor.

"You're not going to dance some more?" Aaron asked, mouth pressed close to Harry's ear for two reasons. One of the ways practical, he wanted the green eyed man to hear him. The second one was a more selfish one since it gave him the chance to nip at the shell of Harry's ear.

"No, I rather like it here, practically sitting on your lap," the wizard told him.

Hotch smiled. "Do you now?"

Harry leaned closer and pecked Aaron's lips. "The night is young. I'll dance later. And you'll join me."

"I'm not a good dancer," the older man said.

"I'll dance for both of us," Harry returned and Hotch shook his head.

"You two are sweet, it's ridiculous!" Mike said. "Stop talking between you!" he said and raised a glass. "To us not taking months to see each other again."

"And to Aaron who did not run when he met all of us at once," Alex added.

"Granted he has met with weirder people," Mike's date said.

"Just drink," Harry told them.

"Thank you Harry," Hotch told his lover and he turned to the rest of them, "And yes, I've met weirder people, like a colleague of mine at work, you would have adopted her and made her yours."

"Garcia?" Harry guessed.

"Garcia," Aaron confirmed.


It was an hour later, drinks finished and a first round of shots knocked back when Harry and Aaron decided to follow Jerry and Karl's example and dance. True to his word, Aaron moved, but nothing too radical, not very provocative either, leaving Harry to do exactly as promised. The moment they were surrounded by gyrating bodies Harry pulled Aaron to him.

"Feeling possessive now?" Hotch asked with amusement.

"I have eyes and so do many of the handsome guys here," Harry remarked.

"I know. There was a pinch or two on my... butt," the wizard's lover said.

"I know!" now the green eyed man sounded smug. "That was me!" he grinned and started moving his body to the rhythm. Aaron's eyes immediately went to look at Harry's hips.

"You can pinch all you want," Hotch finally said, looping his hands around Harry's waist and making the wizard have very limited space to move around in, just like the other man had intended.

With a smirk his way, the wizard kept dancing and at the same time bumping into Aaron in very suggestive and provocative ways. And Hotch let him, enjoying all the teasing and sexual taunting the younger man was doing. It was just like that night, more than a year ago when they had been in a club very similar to this one, only both of them were wired and expected to pay attention to their surroundings. Now Hotch got to fully enjoy dancing with the green eyed man, it was even expected of him. There was no work ethics to consider, no prying eyes that should not be watching. He did not care about the men around them, just the one he had his hands on. When Harry snaked his body closer to him, he wrapped his hands around the wizard's waist, keeping him still. There was a soft question in Harry's eyes but it was gone a few seconds later, when Aaron engaged him in an opened mouthed kiss, pouring all his lust that had been building since the younger man started dancing.


They stumbled inside the house in the early morning hours. Both relatively sober but they kept trying to touch more of each other, taste more and ended up a mess of uncoordinated limbs. For once they were not trying to keep quiet either and Harry was loud and demanding and Aaron eager to please him. They had parted with the others outside the club, the couples highly strung with lust and eager to leave the place behind for a more private setting. Aaron had been half tempted to allow Harry to try a magical form of travel, just to get to the house sooner.

As soon as they were inside, clothes were hastily thrown to the floor as they made their way into the house. The couple never made it up the stairs. Aaron had been kissing Harry, taunting him with nips and licks along his neck, tasting the salty skin. The wizard had been most responsive and at some point pressed the older man against the doorframe to the sitting room.

"Merlin knows how I need this," the wizard muttered as his hands roamed all over Aaron's chest, nails digging into the flesh harmlessly, leaving just enough pressure to turn him on.

"Merlin?"

"Wizard slang, ignore me," Harry muttered and fastened his mouth on Aaron's neck.

Hotch slanted his neck, giving him more access. When he thought he had enough he made Harry take a step back and started kissing him again, slowly but surely leading them to the couch and pushing the green eyed man down on the furniture. He smirked a bit, male pride making an appearance when he saw just how willing Harry seemed to be for him. It made him glad he had been prepared before they left for the club, having a condom and a packet of lube in his pants. A good thing too because he was at those moments in no state to go upstairs, maybe a bit later. The enthusiastic kiss Harry gave him was answer enough of the wizard's appreciation.

Neither of them was in the mood for much teasing. Aaron made sure Harry was ready for him but he wasted little time teasing him, they had enough of that game in the club and on the way home. Perhaps the next morning there would be time but right now, they both needed release. He entered Harry when he got the okay from the green eyed man and did not stop even from the low grunt he heard; after all the wizard was still hard.

Their bodies were hard and warm as Aaron gave his lover time to adjust.

"Start moving," Harry urged the other man and it was all the prompting Hotch needed before he thrust his hips, gradually moving faster and setting a fast pace.

It was still something he found novel and amazing, entering Harry. The tightness, the warmth, the hard muscles under him. Since the very first time they had sex, it felt so right to Aaron.

Bracing himself against the couch his hips thrust harder and a loud moan left Harry's lips. The wizard spread his legs just a little bit more, using his flexibility to bring Hotch closer and deeper. The sensation had Aaron gasping Harry's name.

"Come on," Harry said, voice hard.

"If you get any louder we'll wake the neighbourhood."

"We'll finally drive all those hopeful women off," the wizard grinned and Aaron chocked down his own laugh and moved his hips, thrusting hard and making Harry's eyes close, his head to fall back on the couch. With one hand he reached down and started stroking himself but Aaron just butted his hands away.

"Not yet," he told Harry, earning a whine.

It took Hotch a few more thrusts before he came, moaning in pleasure as he fell forward, cushioned by his lover. Harry hugged him while he shuddered against him.

"I hope you haven't forgotten about me," Harry teased, tugging on strands of Aaron's hair.

The man shook his head and carefully pulled out from his lover. With a bit of non-verbal and wandless magic Harry got rid of the condom, earning a mildly impressed look before the older man moved his body alongside Harry, stopping only when his mouth was over Harry's hard member. With one last look at Harry's face he took him in his mouth. The wizard swore, knee jerking a bit at the sensations. Aaron did not have to work him much before his orgasm hit him, making a mess all over himself and Aaron and the couch.

"Oh, Merlin!" Harry gasped out when he could speak again.

"Magical slang?" Aaron teased, earning a snort from Harry.

"Mmm."

"Not in the mood to talk then?" Aaron asked; hands busy running up and down his lover's sides.

The green eyed man shook his head.

"But are you in a mood to shower?" Aaron asked.

Harry shook his head again a smile playing on his lips. "I'm in a mood to cuddle," he told his lover. "We can share a bath tomorrow though," he promised and used magic to clean them up. It was simple enough to do and it once again earned him appreciation from Hotch.

"I'm beginning to like magic, a lot," the profiler admitted.

"Just what I was aiming for," Harry quipped, making Aaron laugh and kiss him.

"Bed?" Hotch asked him.

"But the sofa is so..."

"Not enough for both of us to cuddle," the Muggle wheedled, making the wizard sigh.

"Help me up?"

"Of course."