Disclaimed!

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Hotch placed the last clean plate from the drying rack, into the cupboard in his colleague's kitchen, as JJ kissed the boys goodnight and tucked them in bed. Looking around JJ's cluttered living room, the profiler smiled softly.

It had been a good night so far. JJ had cooked everyone's favourite lasagne, and the four of them ate together on the floor in JJ's living room around the coffee table. After dinner, they'd began playing with the small cars Jack had brought with him and somehow the small group had ended up in the 'jungle', after Hotch threw a soft toy snake at JJ.

When the first yawn escaped Henry's lips, the parents had swiftly calmed things down and they quietly watched Jack's current favourite film, 'Despicable me' until both the young boy's eyes fluttered close.

Hotch carried Jack and Henry to the two year olds room and allowed JJ to fuss over the sleeping infants while he cleared up downstairs. Placing the abundance of toys back into the wooden box, the profiler could sense the blonde's presence behind him.

Smirking as he turned, Hotch paused with the toy snake in his hand, to see JJ watching him intently as she leaned against the doorpost. "Was everything okay upstairs?"

"They didn't even stir." JJ replied softly, watching the often stoic agent place the soft toy into the box and awkwardly stand in the middle of her living room, not sure about what to do with himself.

"JJ, what's going on?" Hotch raised an eye, as JJ hovered in her doorway. "Is everything okay?"

The petite blonde shrugged slightly. "I was staring at the boys as they slept, they looked so peaceful."

"Well that's usually a good thing. We've seen how they are hyped up on sugar." Hotch smirked as JJ chuckled and moved further into the room, so she was facing the taller man.

JJ bit her lower lip before she replied. "If we were to become, I don't know, an 'us'... God this is awkward..."

Hotch took a few steps towards the nervous liaison and sighed. "Just ask you want to ask JJ. I'll answer."

"We have the boys and the team to think about. If anything were to happen between us, we'd have to be one hundred percent certain that we can commit to each other because I couldn't lose you from my life. Are you ready for that kind of commitment?" JJ asked with apprehension in her voice.

"I am." Hotch replied sincerely, his eyes radiating certainty as they watched each other. "Are you?"

Nodding, JJ breathed in and out deeply to steady her nerves before taking a step forward so they were even closer. "I know what you're thinking."

Hotch raised an eye in amusement as JJ smirked softly. "You're not my rebound, Aaron. You could never be a rebound for me."

"That's good to know." Hotch replied bashfully, his smile widening to reveal his dimples.

Lifting, one of his hands to JJ's cheek, Hotch rubbed his thumb softly over her lips before watching her head, lean in to his soft touch. "I've always respected you JJ. I would never want to push you into anything you didn't want. You've known me a long time and you've seen me at my worst. I need you to know, that it's been a long time since I've done this, attempted to be with someone. I'm not in love with Hailey, I haven't been for a long time but she's still a part of Jack's life, even after death and I understand that one day Will is going to probably be a part of Henry's, but this is it for me. The four of us, as a family. I want that. I'm not trying to make a replacement family, I want something different with you, something we've always had... An understanding. I love you Jennifer Jareau. I have done a long time and I'm not expecting you to return the sentiment until you're ready but I need you to know, that this is it for me. I love you and I promise that you'll never think otherwise."

"Oh God." JJ smiled widely before reaching up for a kiss.

The one soft innocent kiss was followed by another and another, until both of their consciousness was lost in the intimate contact.

Before JJ could collect her bearings, she found herself, pressed underneath Hotch's body on the couch. Her fingers were roughly massaging the unit chief's short brown hair as his hands roamed up and down her body.

Feeling his cool hands softly slip underneath her crimson blouse, JJ couldn't help but moan at his gentle touch. Biting his lower lip slightly, JJ chuckled as they reconnected eye contact, both of them finding it difficult to breathe as they remained pressed against each other.

"I want this too." JJ stated with a grin, one of her hands came to the side of the profiler's face affectionately while the other remained tangled in his hair.

Nodding, Hotch attempted to move but was surprised when JJ tried to keep him in place, firmly on top of her lying frame. Hotch tilted his head as JJ's eyes became mischievous. "Don't you think this will be easier if we sit vertically?"

"Nope." JJ smirked as she fervently kissed him again. Happily obliging, Hotch turned them quickly on the couch, so JJ could straddle him without being squashed underneath him.

Separating slightly, JJ's long, blonde hair shielded both of their faces as the petite woman continued to hover over the willing man. Resting his hands on JJ's lower back, Hotch pressed another soft kiss to her lips before he interrupted the heated silence. "JJ maybe we should stop for a while?"

"Do you really want too?" JJ grinned widely at Hotch's dimple producing smile. "Because I think we've spent enough time taking things slow."

Groaning as she shifted above him, the unit chief lowered his left hand over JJ's thigh to still her. "Just one minute okay, because I'm a patient man, but I don't think I could have lasted that much longer."

Giggling, JJ pressed both of her hands onto his chest and sat straight, so she was looking down on the vertical man while her legs were still resting on either side of his waist and her back was resting against his knees. "Are you positive you really, want an 'us,' Aaron? I come with a lot of drama..."

"Oh I know." Hotch chuckled as he grabbed her arms to drag the Pennsylvanian back down to his level on the couch.

Kissing at the same intensity as before, things became overly heated, and before long, they both turned onto their sides, watching each other with giddy expressions on both of their faces. Lying silently opposite each other, the size of the couch meant there bodies were still tightly compressed together.

They each sporadically stole chaste kisses as they lovingly watched the smallest movement on the others face. JJ outlined Hotch's sculptured jaw with her fingers and bit her lip softly. "Aaron?"

"Yeah," Hotch replied just as soft as she whispered his name, not to spoil the intimate environment.

Looking into the older man's caring eyes, which were focused solely on hers, JJ smiled warmly. "Do you want to go upstairs?"

Hotch cupped JJ's cheek with his hand tenderly and kissed her quickly. "Honestly, I'm not sure."

"Okay." JJ swiftly averted her eyes to his stiff white collar.

He brought her eyes back to his before he spoke. "I really, really want to. You have no idea how much I want to. But I don't want to rush you into anything."

Scoffing, JJ kissed him deeply and murmured against his lips as she slowly pulled away. "Stop over-thinking things, Aaron."

Grinning, JJ sat up and lifted herself over his lying frame. He grabbed her wrist before she could move away from the couch, when she stood, and Hotch's face neutralised as he came to stand in front of her.

Placing both of his hands on her waist, the taller agent turned the petite woman so she was facing towards the couch again and slowly backed the blonde to the far wall, silently.

Raising her eyes in curiosity, JJ gasped as his hands quickly took hold of the backs of her thighs lifting her slightly and wrapped her legs, back around his waist. The blonde immediately tied her hands loosely around his neck as her back collided with the wall instantly followed with Hotch's attention turning to her throat.

His lips studiously kissed and nipped down her neck until he heard JJ's satisfied groan. "Oh God!"

Lowering the liaison slightly so he could capture her lips beneath his, Hotch tightened his grip on her thigh as his other hand stabled the pair of them against the wall.

"I really want you, JJ." Hotch panted as his forehead rested against JJ's softly after they reluctantly broke apart for air.

Finding herself trapped between the profiler and the wall, JJ sighed as her feet touched the carpeted floor. "Then let go."

"It's not that simple." Hotch replied softly as he tucked a lock of hair behind her ear and felt JJ's warm hands scrunch his shirt up, to keep him close.

Kissing him softly as he continued to stare at her as though nothing else mattered but them, JJ pouted her lips as she pulled away. "We don't have to actually do anything."

"We both know that's not going to happen if I come upstairs with you." Hotch countered with a smirk. "Besides, I know I'm in control of my emotions, but trust me, no man has that ability to restrain himself with a woman like you."

JJ raised an eye. "A woman like me?"

Chuckling, Hotch kissed the tip of her nose softly. "I mean, a woman who is gorgeous, intelligent, funny, kind, dependable, talented and has one hell of a shot."

"Keep talking." JJ pushed with a smirk as they swayed together at the far end of her living room.

Hotch hummed into her blonde hair, while tightening his grip around her waist while JJ simultaneously, wrapped her arms tighter around his neck, bringing his chin to her shoulder. "You're an amazing friend and mom to the boys. Your eyes are the most vivid and captivating blue I've ever seen. Your lips are intoxicating. You have the cutest laugh and I love your sarcasm..."

The profiler paused as JJ pulled away slightly so she could look into his eyes. Opening and closing her mouth a few times, the blonde struggled for words as Hotch looked back at her. "What's wrong?"

Shaking her head, JJ softly kissed him again before sighing. "Come upstairs with me."

"Okay." Hotch nodded taking the younger woman's words as an order rather than a suggestion. "But, I need to know that this is what you really want."

Taking his hand in hers, JJ led him to the bottom of the stairs and kissed him briefly. "Aaron, I trust you and I know what I want and it's you."

Hotch backed JJ softly, against the wall once more, and kissed her deeply.

Before they made it to the second step, the telephone rang out. "Can we ignore it?"

JJ nodded as their lips moulded back together. "Let the machine get it."

The couple moaned when they got halfway up the stairs as a familiar voice shouted out, breaking them a part instantly. "BLONDIE, STOP KISSING BOSSMAN AND GET YOU AND YOUR SON'S BUTTS TO ST MARY'S CHURCH. I'M GETTING MARRIED!"

Sharing a confused glance at the technical analyst's message, they both instantly realised their night wasn't going to end the way they had internally planned.

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