Life on Hutchens Island acquired a new dynamic for Hotch following his marriage to 586 and the two of them were now constantly finding ways to sneak away to private places where they could spend intimate time together.

"You certainly seem to have a smile on your face all the time these days," 433 observed with a grin. "A lot of the guys are jealous of you, you know."

"I know how lucky I am," Hotch confided to the man. "And I hope that some day you find someone just as wonderful."

"I'm working on it," 433 assured him. "However, in the meantime we had better get working on these chicken cops or the birds won't have a place to roost – Unlike you and your missus." He chuckled at his own joke.

It was several days later when Hotch looked up from the boards he was nailing to see 603 heading his way across the chicken yard.

"Hey There," he greeted the young man.

"Hey," the young man returned the greeting. "Need any help?"

"Good help is always welcome." Hotch sensed that there was a reason behind the visit but decided it was best to wait until 603 brought it up himself. "Why don't you hold this board while I fasten it in place?"

"You seem to be pretty happy these days," the young man observed as he braced the board. "Always smiling and everything."

"I guess so," Hotch replied carefully. "I've been really lucky, I guess."

"How do you – I mean what makes you – Oh I don't know how to say it!" the words flowed out. "I just don't know how and – "

"Okay – Okay – Slow down," Hotch responded to the outflow. "Take a deep breath, and maybe you can tell me if you go slowly."

"You and 586 are happy all the time now and always smiling and before all the women wanted to be with you," 603 blurted out. "How do you do it?"

"My time is coming up to be added to the men's rotation," he added. "And I'm really – " He shook his head forlornly.

"Now I understand what the problem is," Hotch sighed. "Why don't you and I take a walk over there, to the shade under that tree, and sit down to have a little talk?"

Silently, 603 followed Hotch to the indicated spot.

"Now, I need you to understand that your concerns are perfectly normal," Hotch began once they were comfortably settled. "Everyone has them to a certain degree. And, I also need you to understand that it is never ever right to hurt a woman – Never."

"But how do you – How do I - ?" 603 questioned despondently.

"You take things slow and easy," Hotch advised. "You find out what the woman likes and then go from there."

"But I don't even know what I like," the young man protested. "How do I find out what she likes?"

"There are more sensitive places on the human body than most people know about," Hotch began. "You just need to find the ones that she likes and then you tickle or lick or just blow cool air on them. Everyone is different and you'll need to experiment and find out what works."

"So that's your secret," 433's voice came from the other side of the tree. "Take your time and – tickle?"

"It helps to relax her so you don't hurt her when the time comes to enter her," Hotch explained. "And you both enjoy it more."

"Where do you suggest we start looking for these places?" 433 walked around the tree to join the two men.

"You being the expert and all," he added with a wicked grin as he sat down.

"Start at the top and work down," Hotch suggested. "The earlobes are always good – Nibble lightly on them and then maybe slowly put your tongue into her ear."

"Earlobes?" 603 looked at him and then reached up to pinch his own. "Are you sure?"

"Have I ever steered you wrong?" Hotch asked kindly. "And remember, lightly – lightly – lightly!"

"And then what?" 433 was paying close attention.

"There is a place where the neck and shoulder meet," Hotch unconsciously reached up to touch himself in the area. "Kissing there and then moving around to the front of the throat works very well on most women."

"Kissing?" 603 echoed. "Should I kiss her too – On the mouth, I mean."

"That helps," Hotch relied. "But kiss, don't act like you are trying to swallow her whole."

"And don't be so wet that she thinks you are trying to wash her face," 433 added knowledgeably.

"How am I supposed to remember all this?" 603 moaned, putting his hands over his face. "I'm never going to be able to – "

"Why don't you take some time and think about it?" Hotch suggested kindly. "It's going to be a while before you need to put any of this to use, so just take your time and think it through. Then, if you have any questions, we can talk some more."

"Okay – Yeah!" the young man agreed as he stood up to leave. "And, Thanks!" He walked slowly back towards the men's dorm.

"Now, 751," 433 waited until 603 was out of hearing. "I have some very specific questions for you – "

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It was late at night two weeks later and Hotch and 586 were sound asleep when they were suddenly awakened by a pounding on their door.

"I just want you to be the first to know," 433 crowed happily once Hotch had opened the door. "Four sixty four said 'Yes' and we're getting married! All thanks to you and your advice!"

He flashed a wide grin at Hotch before he turned and rushed off down the hallway.