TRAFFICKING

Hatochiisai

Disclaimer: I do not own Criminal Minds. Wish I could write for it, though. ^_~

SLASH WARNING Hotch/Reid (And that's why I never WILL be able to write for it)

Reid and Hotch headed to Reid's loft, since it was closer than Hotch's apartment.

"Garcia took care of my plants and fish and cats?" Reid asked as he and Hotch climbed the stairs.

"Of course." Hotch said. They went in and Reid smiled, kneeling as his two kittens came running to greet him. He scooped them up and cuddled them for a bit while Hotch went and grabbed a shower. When he was done Reid took one. When he came out in his pajamas and towel around his neck, he found that Hotch had turned off all of the lights but the one in the fish tank, and had a couple of candles burning. Seeing this, Reid quickly shoved the kittens into the bathroom.

Curious Kittens + Burning Candles = Trouble

Not to mention Curious Kittens + Sex = Awkward Interruptions

"Aaron." Reid said softly, and Hotch walked over and stood before him. "Thank you."

"… For what?"

"For… how you handled my uh… rescue. It was really awkward and humiliating and… I… Thank you."

"… Spencer. I love you. You don't ever have to be ashamed with me…"

"… I love you." Reid sighed, and moaned softly as he was kissed. His towel fell off of his shoulders and to the floor and Hotch tangled his hands into Reid's damp hair for a moment.

"I want you…" He gasped, suddenly.

"… Good." Reid panted, flicking a tongue over Hotch's lips, and then tugging the man's bottom lip between his teeth before moving his lips to the man's ear and moaning into it, "Take me…"

Hotch groaned and kissed Reid harshly. The boy moaned in response. Then hands gripped his upper arms and threw him down. A moment later there was a hand on his groin, pressing down… massaging him through his pants. He moaned into the darkened room, then wrestled off his own shirt. Hotch removed his hand and began to strip as well. Reid flung his pants off into the darkness, and a moment later the cold air on his skin was replaced by a blazing hot body bearing down on him.

"So…" Hotch murmured. "You want to dress up in black vinyl for me, hm?" He asked, and Reid blinked, then drew back and blushed.

"Uhhh…"

"Hm?" Hotch asked, smiling.

"Do you… want me to?" Reid asked, now looking very shy and nervous. Hotch chuckled.

"I asked first. Do YOU want to?" He shot back, and Reid flushed. "Talk to me, baby. Have you… thought about experimenting?"

"I… Well… I dunno… I…" Reid stammered.

"Spencer." Hotch said, adjusting them so that Reid was resting with his head on Hotch's shoulder. "Talk to me. You don't have to be embarrassed. I won't judge you."

"… I… well…" Reid sighed. "I… I like it when you… hold me down…" Reid admitted, staring down at his own fingers, rubbing small circles on Hotch's chest. Hotch watched Reid.

"… You like being dominated."

"I… I guess… yeah…" Reid said, softly.

"Convenient." Hotch said, smirking. "Considering how I like to be in control…" He moved his lips down to Reid's ear. "… I like holding you down…" He whispered. Reid shivered and moaned.

"Aaron…" He whimpered. Hotch smiled, then frowned.

"Reid?"

"Uh oh… what?"

"Uh oh?"

"You called me Reid."

"Sorry. Spencer." Hotch sighed. "Spencer… you don't have to answer this but… When Coronado had you restrained… did it arouse you? Even a little bit?"

"… No." Reid said softly. "I… I was terrified. I thought he was going to hurt me… torture me, rape me… I felt nothing but fear."

"Do you really think you would be comfortable doing something like that with me?"

"… Yes." Reid said. He lifted himself up onto his elbow and tucked his hair behind his ear. He smiled at Hotch. "I trust you. Completely." Hotch smiled at him and lifted a hand, gently laying his palm on Reid's cheek. His heart swelled at hearing those words. Reid's total trust in him filled him with pleasure. He couldn't believe his fortune… that this precious soul was his… this gentle boy with a mind more brilliant than anyone he had ever known.

He ran his hands over his lover's pale body, closing his eyes and savoring the feeling of the soft skin. He listened, noting every soft whimper, sigh and moan as he touched the slim body all over… He keenly felt every soft breath on his chest, like the fluttering wings of a butterfly… The more Hotch focused, the more there was… he could literally hear and feel his lover just… LIVING.

The breaths on his chest… He could feel the boy's ribcage expand and contract with every breath. He could feel the soft, yet strong thrum of his heart… his blood pulsing through his lithe form… He could feel the vibrations running through the boy as he purred at the gentle touches… and Hotch could feel the slight quivering of pleasure filling Reid's entire being… For a moment, he almost thought he could feel the boy's spirit curling around his own, their souls entwined with one another.

"Spencer…" Hotch breathed into his lover's ear, and his arms pulled the youth close. Then he shifted them. Reid found himself lying on his back… and then Hotch was holding him down… He grasped Reid's wrists and pinned them down over his head with one hand while he caressed his face with the other, kissing him. Reid moaned, writhing slightly beneath the elder.

"Ahhhnnn…" He groaned. "A-Aaron… mmm…"

"If you want to do some experimenting… we can." Hotch told him. Reid blinked and turned, looking up at Hotch and giving him a shy smile.

"… I'll think about it." He said softly, nuzzling his face into Hotch's hand. Hotch raised an eyebrow at Reid. Reid blinked, then gave him an embarrassed smile. "It could be fun… I guess… I… okay." Hotch chuckled.

"Okay." The man said, and kissed Reid gently. Reid mewled softly as Hotch made tender love to him, murmuring soft words to him of how much he meant to him.

And afterwards they lay there for a long time recuperating before Hotch was finally able to move. He lifted himself off of Reid and stumbled to the bathroom and opened the door. Artemis and Apollo darted out and ran across the loft, the bells on their little collars jingling as they ran to their food dishes. Hotch paid them no heed. He grabbed the hand towel and ran the warm water, soaking it. He wrung it out and went back to Reid; the boy hadn't moved.

Hotch knelt on the bed beside him and gently cleaned him up, wiping away the evidence of their copulation. Reid twitched and moaned, rolling his head to the side and furrowing his brow slightly. Hotch cleaned himself up, then tossed the soiled cloth in the direction of the bathroom. He looked down and smiled when Reid's soft brown eyes slowly opened. They were glazed and unfocused.

Hotch lay down beside Reid and leaned close, gently caressing the boy's lips with his own. Reid sighed softly, rolling over and snuggling close, resting his head on Hotch's chest right over the man's heart. He curled his arm around Hotch's waist and threw a leg over Hotch's legs. Hotch just smiled, drew the blankets up over them and wrapped his arm around Reid's shoulders, holding him close. He watched Reid's tired eyes fall closed again. The boy sighed.

"… I love you, Spencer." Hotch whispered, brushing locks of chestnut hair out of Reid's face and tucking them behind the young man's ear. He watched the soft pink lips turn up in a small smile.

"… Love you too…" Reid sighed. Hotch watched him until the boy's breathing evened out and he knew his subordinate was sleeping peacefully. And only then did Hotch close his own eyes and allow himself to succumb to sleep.

~ end ~

Parts of this chapter were censored and/or removed for explicit content.

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