Disclaimed!

Thanks for reading, you're all awesome. It's not over yet though, I needed a bit of time jump otherwise this fic could go on forever and it's already a lot longer than I planned although I'm really glad you all stuck around.

Let me know what you think, enjoy!

(ps. it's now Four months later... fanfiction magic ooooh!)

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"The kids are flat out." Hotch stated as he flopped down onto their now shared bed. Watching his girlfriend of the last four months, three days and approximately two hours, the profiler chuckled at her concentration on the case file in her hand.

Moving himself under the blanket, Hotch smirked mischievously as his hand ran up the inside of JJ's leg, as his lips began pressing soft kiss down her neck. JJ giggled as he continued his onslaught, with his spare hand cupping her breast on top of the black fabric of her PJ top, while the hand on her leg stroked intimately through the leg her shorts.

Throwing the case file to the ground, the liaison met his lustful eyes with pouted lips. "Do you want some attention, babe?"

"I want you." Hotch mumbled into her neck as he nipped her soft skin slightly.

Groaning into an arousing kiss, JJ felt her shorts being quickly cast aside before Hotch moved on top of her small frame. He entered her quickly, the passion of the moment over taking both of them, as they got swept up in their desire.

Climaxing, Hotch rested his head on JJ's chest, listening to the blonde catch her breath as he did the same. Feeling her thin hands on the back of his neck, the unit chief chuckled. "God, I love that you're my girlfriend."

"Because of the sex?" JJ questioned as she adjusted the pillows underneath her head, so she was half sitting.

"The sex is definitely a plus." Hotch mumbled as he kissed her creamy skin. "But the connection and understanding between us, is definitely what I love."

Biting her lip, JJ pressed her hand to his cheek and forced his eyes up to hers. "Move in with me."

"Are you sure?" Hotch asked instantly as her cool blue eyes stared down at him affectionately.

Nodding, the liaison's smile widened at the sight of his dimple producing grin. "You and Jack practically live here anyway. My wardrobe is taken up with your suits..."

"They crinkle easily." Hotch answered pressing a hot kiss to her lips.

JJ hummed sweetly into the kiss as she felt his body press against hers under the sheet. "And we wouldn't want your suits to crinkle."

"No we wouldn't, remember our first official date? Things end badly when my suit gets crinkled." Hotch replied as he kissed JJ once more before pulling himself up to the top of the bed and wrapping his arm around her shoulders, allowing JJ's head to rest on his shoulder.

Laughing, JJ tucked her hair behind her ears before snuggling into his side. "Your suit crinkling wasn't the reason for the disaster that was our first proper date."

"Trust me, the only reason I was late was because that UNSUB tackled me when I was arresting him, which crinkled my suit. If we weren't late, we wouldn't have ran into Will and Emily in the restaurant and Will and I wouldn't have fought and neither would have we that night." Hotch reasoned reminiscently as he pressed a soft kiss the top of JJ's head.

JJ smirked at the memory. "I don't understand why the hell Emily told Will about Dave getting the court order in a busy restaurant."

"I don't understand why the hell he took out his relationship problems on me." Hotch responded with humour in his voice as their hands entwined lovingly. "Oh wait, yes I do. He's a selfish bastard who is in love with two women."

JJ giggled at her boyfriend's outburst. "So it's going to be bitchy Aaron Hotchner tonight huh?"

"That man winds me up. Don't get me wrong, I totally understand wanting to kill the man that has won your heart but doing it in front of his pregnant wife, in a busy restaurant, goes beyond my level of understanding." Hotch shook his head, remembering Prentiss realising Will's torn emotions.

"Their relationship is far too complicated to understand, I mean, she clearly has feelings for Rossi too, otherwise she wouldn't get so emotional around him and Will's just a stupid ass for attempting ruin all of his commitments, but you didn't have to egg him on that night. You could see he was upset, so you didn't have to tell him the baby was better off with Rossi as his father because he was a pathetic excuse of one." JJ reprimanded softly.

Hotch bit his lip in recollection of Will taking a swing at him only for the agent to push him to an occupied table with such force he broke the table. "Granted I didn't have to tell him that Henry called me Daddy by accident either, but I just want that bastard to get his comeuppance, after all he did contribute to ruining our first date."

"Honey I'm pretty sure it's us who can't go out on an actual date. Think about it. Every time we've tried to do something as a couple, things don't work out as planned." JJ sat up, looking into her partners eyes seriously, as she adjusted the blanket over them.

Leaning his head against the wall, the profiler thought for a moment before answering. "That can't be true. Our date last Saturday was great."

"Ordering pizza and watching a DVD isn't a date, especially when neither of us touched the pizza nor watched the film." JJ raised her eyes as the older man nodded with a smirk.

"Okay but the sex was great." Hotch said smugly as JJ poked his arm with her finger and leant her head on his shoulder again. "And anyway, all of our dates weren't ruined by us, it was other people that interfered."

"That's true." JJ nodded in agreement.

Running his hand up the blondes arm, the supervisor smiled as JJ sighed happily at the soft contact. "We couldn't help the boys being sick the time we were suppose to go the film in the park, just as much as the second time when Rossi called me drunk off his ass. We couldn't stop the triple homicide case in Texas or ignore Reid calling us in the middle of our date at the theatre when he needed us to help him out, after his dad showed up. There was no chance in hell we could have stopped that prostitute tying Morgan to his bed in his house then robbing him when we had plans..."

"I didn't mind missing our reservation for that." JJ interrupted with a quiet chuckle, the sight of an embarrassed Morgan who didn't realise his date was a prostitute, needing the ropes around his wrists and ankles untying, but not after the liaison sent a picture to Garcia who naturally went to give the Chicago born agent grief.

Hotch laughed at the blonde's small, throaty laugh. "We might not have had a perfect date JJ, but this, sitting here with you, is pretty perfect."

"You haven't answered my question." JJ stated softly when silence overcame the pair, looking up into his confidently calm hazel eyes. "Will you move in with me?"

Pressing a chaste kiss against her lips, Hotch murmured quietly. "Of course we will. That's if you can handle having us around constantly?"

"Now that sounds pretty perfect to me." JJ bit her lower lip lightly as she felt her eyes flutter closed becoming heavier as Hotch continued to run his hand up and down her arm, her dreams quickly filling with anticipation of their future together.

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