Fandom- Criminal minds
Rating- T
Pairing- Hotch/Reid
Author's note- Hey, wow this is a quick update for me! But I just had so many ideas whizzing round my head I knew I had to get them down on paper before they all flew away. I hope you guys enjoy this chapter, I have really tried to make this universe as believable as possible (well as believable as vampire Hotch universe can be) and as always your views and opinions on this, are greatly appreciated and do inspire me to carry on with the story, thank you
Word count- 1,767
His teeth slice through the skin like butter, stopping when they hit one of Spencer's capillaries. Aaron can actually feel the warm lick of blood that flows across his teeth as it whooshes past them. It feels almost heavenly, and he cannot help but let out a groan of desire, which Spencer replies, with another guttural "Aaron" as his dexterous hands push through the elder man's hair, clearly enjoying the connection to his partner.
Aaron is pleasantly startled by Spencer's reaction, but what surprises him the most is that he doesn't want to drain Spencer dry; in fact he doesn't even want to take in a drop. This has been the biggest fear, that Spencer would never be truly safe with a man; no a being that could kill him at a moment's notice; yet Aaron feels none of the usual desire, when he is confronted with a fresh blood supply. Even with his base desire presented right at his fang tips, Aaron's need to keep Spencer safe, outlays his desire for blood.
No Aaron is experiencing desire, but for a completely different reason.
Go on; do it, change him, make him one of us, make him safe, make him unbreakable, bind him to us forever.
The voice is but a whisper, pushing, enticing Aaron to push his venom through his fangs and into Spencer's body, thus starting the change that will inevitably transforms his sweet mate, into the living dead. Aaron usually finds it easy to regulate his vampire's urges. He is used to the ability to distinguish what is acceptable, and what is not. It is not so easy this time. It is not as if his control over the demon within is wavering, it is more like he wants to relinquish it, and allow the demon to do what they both want.
He wants it. He doesn't know if he is ready to voice it out loud, and when the subject had been broached, somewhat timidly, a few weeks ago, Aaron had been clear that it would be up to Spencer, and he would give him all the time in the world to make his decision on whether to be transformed into a vampire or remain human. He knows more than anyone that Spencer can never take an uncalculated jump into the unknown. He needs to theorize and postulate; weighing up both the pros and cons before he makes his decision. Yet now with the situation in front of him, he knows that he wants, no he needs it. He has to have Spencer; forever. He wants his mate to be bound to him in every way possible, and siring him would accomplish this and so much more. Spencer would be magnificent, and most importantly unbreakable. Aaron knows only too well how delicate a life is; how easily it can be lost, and he doesn't want to watch Spencer die; he can't possibly survive that.
Do it . . .
Aaron can feel the tang of his venom as it begins to produce in his mouth along with his saliva, and he doesn't try to stop it.
"Aaron. . ."
Spencer's voice has lost its edge of desire, and it sounds slightly apprehensive, it may be quiet, but it stops Aaron's actions; Dead.
He can't do this to Spencer, it is not his decision, and he couldn't do something to Spencer that would have the potential to ruin Spencer's life. Even the little vampiric voice, can say nothing in opposition to that; they are on the same side after all. He gently disengages his front fangs, swallowing the venom easily, as he smiles proudly at the puncture marks on the left side of Spencer's neck. He knows that this mark will remain on his mate's neck forever, as a physical symbol that Spencer is claimed.
"Aaron are you okay?" Spencer asks, quietly as he watches with interest as Aaron traces the mark with his fore finger.
"I am perfect; thank you for asking" Aaron replies, with a little smirk, before blowing soft air onto the mark, that he seems unable to look away from, causing Spencer to squirm as the cold air sends shivers up his neck and down his spine. "It looks beautiful" He remarks, as he allows Spencer to move out of the embrace, and inspect Aaron's handiwork in the reflected surface of the tinted glass of his office window.
"Will it fade?" Spencer asks, as he stares at the two little marks, before pulling up his collar, as if to hide it. Aaron is having none of this, as he moves behind Spencer, and flattens down the offending collar, so the mark is proudly on Display.
"No, why do you want it to?" He asks, his voice failing to hide the loaded nature of the question, his eyes shining with a flash of anger, as he awaits the answer.
"No" comes the easy reply, as Spencer taps Aarons hand comfortingly, turning to face his mate. "I was just wondering from a purely inquisitive stand point, whether Vampire's fangs have the ability to scar, when you withhold your venom, and I now have my answer."
Aaron has to smile at this, even in their more intimate moments, Spencer is still an academic at heart, and just loves any opportunity to expand his learning, and Aaron can't help but indulge his beautiful mate.
"Even if I had had let my venom infect your system, the puncture mark would remain. The venom would mutate every cell in your body turning you into a vampire, and fix all wounds and injuries, but the one that elicited the change. My sire said, that this; marker, is a symbol to each vampire, of the vampire that sired you, in essential terms, it is a mark that showcases who you belong to" Aaron states, enjoying the look of wonder on his mates face as he soaks up the new information like a sponge. He hopes that the boy will concentrate on the facts, and not consider the implications of what would have happened, if Aaron had let the venom into Spencer's system.
"So this shows that I belong to you?" Spencer asks, his fingers rubbing across the rugged edges of the wound subconsciously. Aaron can tell that Spencer has chosen to ignore any further questions about his venom, and though Aaron is pleased, that he does not have to admit his near lapse in control, Aaron cannot help but wonder, if Spencer is any closer about making a decision.
"Yes, well it shows that you are mine, as I am yours- does it bother you?" Aaron asks, putting any other questions on the back burner, this is important, right here and now.
"No, no I don't think it does, after all I am yours, I have given myself to you, and so, it doesn't bother me at all"
Spencer says the words in such a matter of fact way, that all Aaron can do is blink back rapidly, as his dead heart almost beats in reaction. Aaron has never been with someone who has such innate trust in him that he would give himself up so willingly to Aaron's care.
The years he had spent with Haley had been dogged with her inability to accept Aaron's decisions, whether they were trivial, or life changing. She could never seem to believe that whatever choice Aaron made, he always had her best interests at heart, whether or not they panned out as he had hoped. Yet Spencer is different, he seems to trust Aaron so intrinsically, that it takes his breath away. He wants to tell Spencer how much this means to him, yet the words will not come, the usually articulate Aaron Hotchner is rendered speechless by spencer's display, and is secretly quiet pleased when Rossi, knocks on the door of the office, before entering it without waiting for an answer as it halts their conversation.
"Hope I am not interrupting anything" He states, though the twinkle in his eye shows that he is fully aware that is interrupting, and enjoys it immensely.
"This better be important, Dave" Hotch replies back, keeping his attention firmly on Spencer, who just rolls his eyes. He is used to Aaron's terse attitude whenever their privacy is disturbed. Spencer thinks that it is more than that though; Aaron always seems to be on a higher alert, when other are around the pair as if he is waiting for someone to swoop in and steal the doctor from right under his nose. Aaron is getting better around the team, but his eyes never fully leave his mate.
"There have been five arsons in the last week at Hooper bay; Alaska. Garcia has put all the files together, they are desperate for us to come and give them our expert opinion, so we will all de-brief on the jet, wheels up in thirty" Without waiting for any confirmation, Rossi leaves the room, letting the door bang lightly in his wake.
Aaron huffs lightly, as he lets the cool demeanour of SA Agent Hotchner wash over him. Since his transformation, Morgan and Rossi have taken the mantel as unit chief, while the bureau monitor his progress, and decide whether he is eligible to retain his SAS, and leadership of the unit. In all honesty Aaron does not mind the step down as much as he thought he would. Never mind the Bureau's desire to convey a 'vampire friendly' working environment to the general public Aaron is only too well aware, that his relationship with Reid does affect his suitability as a team leader. Whatever Aaron may wish to be true, he freely admits that his number one priority is his mate, and any leader decision is skewed by his instincts to protect Spencer and this Aaron knows that this could one day jeopardise a team mate's safety. Logically Aaron knows that best decision would be to step down from the team, or request a transfer, but the vampire within, and his own possessive nature would never allow it; as he knows that he would never, ever allow Spencer to enter any dangerous situation while Aaron was not there to ensure his safety.
Without saying another word, Aaron goes to the desk, and retrieves both of their go-bags before gently guiding Reid to the door.