"I'm going to swim in the lake for a while," Morgan said as they tromped out of the woods. The three of them had been deeper in while looking for Blake, so everyone else had already made it back to the cabin by the time they had emerged. "I still can't believe that the kid was the one who found her. We should have handicapped him, too, just like Erin, because he knows Blake too well."
"Eh, he was handicapped by his dislike of the woods," Dave replied as he looked at Hotch, giving him a small wink. "We'll head inside and see what everyone is up to. Enjoy your swim!"
Morgan nodded as he began to walk towards the dock, tugging off his shirt as he walked. Hotch wondered what everyone was doing, since they had left them alone for close to two hours at this point, and shenanigans were always happening. As they reached the door, Dave pressed a finger to his lip and he nodded as his best friend slowly pushed the door to the cabin open. There wasn't any noise coming from the dwelling, which told Hotch that people were either asleep or involved in other activities. "So, do you want to head into the living room and get a drink with me before we start supper? I have the feeling that we're going to need all the stamina that we can store for the big gathering."
"That sounds like a solid plan," Dave replied as they made their way to the living room. He chuckled a little to see the pile of Blake's clothes in front of the fireplace. "The kid made quick work of his conquest."
"I would have, too, if I had been the one to catch Blake. I've always been a little intrigued by what her clothes hide away from the world."
Dave laughed as he picked up the clothes and folded them neatly before setting them on the coffee table. "I've heard a few stories from Erin, but not anything that lets me know how her body might look now. I wonder if she'll be up for joining in the bacchanalia that always results from these weekends together?"
"I think that she will be, just based on the fact that Reid was able to get her naked in the living room. And the fact that all the women were in the lake together last night. I couldn't make out everything that happened there, but it was clear that Blake was enjoying herself." Hotch went over to the liquor cabinet and poured them each a glass of whiskey before taking a seat on the sofa and sipping at the alcohol. There was something so relaxing about being alone with his friend, even in the middle of all these goings on. "How are things with Erin? I know that it must have been quite the strain to keep her hidden from the world. And I would have loved a head's up before just having her come out to us during dinner last night."
Dave blushed a little before throwing back his drink and refilling the cup. He took a seat next to Hotch on the sofa and swirled the liquid around in the glass as he stared ahead. "I would have loved to have let you all know before this, too, but we were constrained by the Marshals. We…have a long reputation with them, and they didn't want to see a second failure to protect. I had no idea that Kitten was planning on surprising me with a weekend like this, but I think this is a perfect way to reintroduce Erin to the outside world. She knows and trusts us, she'll find great pleasure this weekend, and then she can look forward to seeing her children up here next weekend. They have a small inkling that something big is going to happen, since Alan had to be read into the situation, but for the most part, they're still in the dark."
"And I just hope that this won't alienate them."
Both of them looked at the doorway to see Erin standing there, wearing one of Dave's shirts and nothing else. Her hair was still tousled from sleep, and Hotch shifted a little in his seat as she stretched her arms upwards in a large yawn, her breasts pushing against the fabric of the shirt. "I'm certain that they'll be happy to know that they get extra time with their mother, bella," Dave replied as she padded over to the sofa and took a seat between them. "Did you just get up from a nap?"
"Kind of. I went to check in on Lexie and Spencer before changing into something a little more comfortable. Though after my short sleep, I am feeling ready for a little exertion. Would the two of you care to join me in our room? I need to work off a little of this pent up energy."
Dave nodded before turning Erin's head and kissing her softly. Hotch smiled as he rose to his feet, finishing off his whiskey before setting the glass on the table next to Blake's clothes before helping Erin to her feet. As he wrapped an arm around her waist, Erin sighed as she leaned against him, lifting her face upwards. He took that as a signal and bent down to kiss her deeply as she hooked an arm around his neck, pulling him closer. It was all too easy to lift her up into his arms, and then he was following Dave upstairs, his lips never leaving Erin's as they carefully climbed upwards. He couldn't help but notice that she had lost a little weight since he'd held her last, and that just caused him to cradle her to his chest all the tighter as they stepped into Dave's room.
He watched his friend peel back the covers on the bed before he quickly stripped off his clothes. Once he was naked, Hotch settled Erin on the bed so that he could undress, allowing his clothes to create a pile on the floor as he watched Dave and Erin start to kiss. He'd forgotten how erotically charged it was to watch his best friend slowly unbutton Erin's shirt and then separate the halves to reveal Erin's breasts. His mouth watered a little as he knelt down on the floor next to the bed and leaned in, cupping one of her breasts and swiping his thumb against it almost roughly. Erin cooed as Dave began to kiss his way down her body, and Hotch smirked a little as he bent his head down and drew that nipple between his lips, suckling softly as he dragged his hand down her torso, finding Erin spreading her thighs for him when he reached her vulva.
"She is eager for one of us," he said as he drew his face back from her breast to stare into her eyes. Erin gave him a small smirk before gasping when he brushed his thumb against her clit. "Would you like one of us to fuck you now?"
"Yes, please," she said airily, and he nodded as he looked to Dave, seeing him toss a condom at him. It didn't take long to roll it on, and then he was thrusting into her willing body. There was something so satisfying about the feel of her, and though he wanted to use their normal fast pace, the mood in the room seemed to call for a gentler approach, and Hotch made certain to draw out the pleasure that she was experiencing, communing with her as Dave watched them. Finally, he could tell that she was about to orgasm, and he leaned down to kiss her deeply as they went over the precipice together.
Hotch took care not to collapse on top of her, knowing that she was probably still bit sore from her recovery from what Curtis did to her, but Erin was quick to turn on her side and curl up close to him as Dave spooned her back, cocooning her. "You're a good man, Aaron Hotchner," Erin murmured as she reached up and stroked his face. "I shouldn't fall asleep again, but good sex tires me out. You and David are free to leave me here and go find your pleasure or eat or whatever, I just need to rest once more."
"We'll have to see how we feel, bella," Dave replied before dropping a kiss to her shoulder, giving Hotch a small wink before grabbing the quilt near him and tossing it over them. "Now, go to sleep, and maybe the sex fairy will wake you with hungry kisses that only serve to whet your appetite until we can all love on you. Unless we want to make Blake the center of our bacchanal this weekend."
"We'll have to see what she's up for," Erin murmured as she yawned and slid her arm down to wrap around Hotch's waist, holding him close as she rested her cheek on his chest. It was easy for him to drop a tender kiss to the top of her head before tugging the quilt further up their bodies as they both drifted off to sleep, Dave watching them intently until Hotch could remember no more.
