A/N: Hello! I can't believe that we're already on chapter 16! Wow. Thank you guys so much for all the reviews. I didn't have time to reply all of them but I'm really greatful.

I know I said this chapter would be the dinner at Haley's but reading the last few chapters I notice that I've been very focused on Emily's feelings and thougths. So this one is a little ride into Hotch's POV. How he is dealing with all these changes and how he feels about Emily. I know that probably some of you will think that I'm paiting a too much romantic Hotch, maybe say that it's becoming a little too OOC. But I'd like to emphasize that Hotch actually is a very romantic guy. You just have to watch the episodes with Haley on Season 1, before they started to fight, and also the episodes on Season 7 and 8, with Beth. On the job, he is Agent Hotchner, cold and emotionless, but privately he is a very sweet guy, romantic and caring. So, have this in mind when you read this.

Disclaimer: Do not own them.

Chapter 16

Emily fell on the bed with a soft thud. She was only wearing her red lacy panties right now, having her dress almost ripped off of her by Hotch as soon as they entered the apartment and her bra tossed off in the way upstairs. Hotch had lost his jacket, shirt and shoes, and his belt was opened revealing the light blue waistband of his boxers. He looked at her, only those tiny panties and honestly thought that he had died and went to heaven. How it was possible someone look this gorgeous?

He took her right foot on his hands and brought it to his mouth, sucking her toes, eliciting a low moan from her. He did the same thing with her left foot and then started to trace open-mouthed kisses and little bites all the way her legs and tights. He could feel her trebling beneath him and the whimpers and moans she was making were driving him insane. Reaching the apex of her tights he looked at the little piece of fabric that was obstructing his way to her and took it with his teeth, making eye contact with her, dragging it down her legs until he took it all off.

He continued his earlier assault, kissing the way up her tights, avoiding her most intimal place, tracing his tongue over her rips and her belly button. Her breathing become more and more elaborated as he was getting on her center, making him smile against her skin. Once he reached her center, he looked up at her and saw her eyes closed, her cheeks flushed and her mouth partly opened. When he didn't do anything she opened her eyes and looked down, meeting his dark filled-with-lust eyes and saw the corners of his mouth turning up into a wicked smile. Keeping the eye contact he put his mouth on her making her nearly scream. "God!" She gasped at the contact of his tongue with her clit. It had been so long since a man had devoted so much attention to her body, to give her pleasure. But she knew that Hotch wasn't like any man she had known. He was a perfectionist in everything and it didn't surprise her that he was one in the bedroom too.

"Hmmm. You taste like peaches and cream." Hotch murmured against her skin, creating another waves of pleasure. She moaned deeply and bucked her hips into his face, her hands gripping tightly on his hair.

He kept licking and sucking her lazily, sending her close to the edge just to drag her back. She whimpered and moaned uninterruptedly, his given name echoing on the silence of the bedroom. Suddenly he inserted his tongue inside her channel and she screamed; her vision blurring and her body shaking uncontrollably. She barely felt he continue to clean her, drinking her juices and giving sweet kisses into her until her shivers subsided.

When her body finally stopped shaking and her breathing normalized she looked down to find him looking at her, his chin on her belly, his fingers tracing little lines on her stomach and her chest. He smiled at her, this time not sexually but sweetly, full of love and care. "Hey, beautiful".

"Hey". She smiled at him. "Come here". She tugged his hand, bringing him upwards to her until he was hovering her. She cupped his face and captured his lips in a deep kiss, tasting herself on his tongue, moaning into his mouth. He kissed her intensely, stroking her tongue with his, tracing every inch of her mouth, his hands trancing her sides, her breasts and her hair.

After what seemed to be an eternity they pulled apart, both gasping for air. He brought his lips to her ear, taking her earlobe between his teeth and biting softly. "God, I love you so much". He whispered to her, bringing tears to her eyes.

"Say that again. Say it again". She asked in a whisper.

"I love you, I love you Emily. I love your hair, I love your smell, I love your soft skin, I love your body, all of your curves". He said on her ear while his hands continued their exploration. "I love your lips…" He kissed her soundly. "I love your eyes." He said looking straight into her tearful brown eyes. "I love your nose…" He kissed the tip, making her giggle. "But most of all, I love your heart." He said with a serious tone, his hand pressing her chest right above her heart. "I love you so much Emily".

She couldn't prevent the little sob that escaped from her lips. Sometimes she thought she was dreaming, that sometime she would eventually wake up and found out that all of this was just a dream, that he never came back that first night, that he had stayed with Haley and Jack and that he never had kissed her or made love to her. She couldn't believe that this man was here, on her bed, covering her naked body with his naked body, kissing every square inch of her and professing his love for her.

He wiped her tears with his thumb and gave her another sweet kiss. "My Emily".

"I love you". She whispered. He leaned down and kissed her again at the same time he lined himself into her center and entered her. They made love slowly, carefully, whispering sweet things on each other's ears, caressing their bodies with touches and kisses, falling over the edge together, this time not with a fierce climax but with a gentle one, warming their hearts and filling the emptiness that both of them had inside, due to their difficult lives, their lack of lucky with the heart issues and their need to find someone capable of accept them, with all their flaws and weakness.

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Much later, Emily slept peaceful into his arms, with a smile playing on her swollen lips. Hotch looked at her, contemplating how much his life had changed within the last few days. He had finally managed to bring his son back and give Haley the opportunity to rebuild her life. Again. But, even so, it was good. He had his sweet boy back and apparently she didn't hate him for what they've been through. And for that he was incredibly grateful.

His job… well, that could have been way much worse. He was suspended, again, without payment and with a new complaint on his file. But he hadn't been fired or even was going to pass for an investigation. So, it was good. And honestly, just as Emily had said before, they really needed that break.

And finally, finally, he was with Emily. This amazing, gorgeous, intelligent, comprehensive woman. He never thought that he would fall in love again. After Haley, he was pretty sure that his life would be focused on his job and Jack until his death. He never thought that he would find someone willing to understand him, who would accept all his flaws, his bad moods, his frown, his stoic and cold way of deal with his issues. He never thought he would found someone that would actually be able to embrace his whole being and even more, love him.

But here she was. And God, she was so gorgeous. Not just on the outside, but on the inside too. She was incredible, compassionate, selfless and kind.

She was also damn stubborn and headstrong, able to driving him nuts with just a few seconds. But he had to admit to himself that he also loved that on her. It just proved how strong and independent she was, how she was always willing to fight with whoever was needed to get what she wanted or to defend what she thought it was the right thing to do.

The more he thought about her, more he found reasons to love her. As if he needed it.

The insecure and distrustful part of him still had his doubts. About if they were moving too fast or if he was doing the right thing. But he shoved that part inside. He was tired of being alone. He was tired of not having anyone to come home, anyone to make him company, to buy flowers to, to take to dinner, to spoil, to take care of. He was tired of spoiling his own happiness with his doubts and mistrusts. He didn't want to let this pass by. He wanted to embrace everything he was wining.

Despite of the common sense about him, he wasn't insensitive. He wasn't emotionless. He was as any other man who wanted a company for the difficult days. A company to celebrate the good things. He just had suffered so much in his life, on the hands of his father, that he had developed a hard shell, to protect his insides, to prevent from being hurt, and that shell also, the most of times prevent him from showing emotions too. But he felt, and he felt hard. And maybe, now with Emily, he could learn to show a little bit more of that. Because he knew that she deserved it.

He knew that she hadn't had a good and easy life too. He knew that she was deep bruised. He knew that she didn't trust people easily because she was too betrayed on the past. He knew that she had a lot of difficult to see herself the way she really was, beautiful. So, he knew that this little things, like always say to her how beautiful she was and reaffirm his love for her were essential to build the trust and connection they'll need into their relationship.

With all the work issue and Strauss always searching for a reason to damage their careers, he knew they would have more than enough problems on the outside. Not to mention the reaction of the team. He knew that Dave would be very supportive and maybe JJ too. Reid probably would be a little confused at first with the changes on the dynamics but he'd get used to it eventually. God only knows how Penelope would react, although he thought that maybe she would start to plan their wedding and honeymoon ASAP. His real concern was with Morgan. The dark profiler was way too much protective towards Emily and he didn't know how he would react at the reality of a relationship between them.

Probably would be the best for them to keep things under the wraps for a while, maybe until they got used with the changes on their routines and understood how to act on the field without any kind of problems. He'd have to talk to her about that later.

But one thing he knew for sure. He wouldn't risk this. He wouldn't make the same mistakes again. He wouldn't let this job, because it was just a job, to stay in the way of their happiness. Both of them deserved that. Both of them had been through so much on life to let the Bureau dictate with whom they'd supposed to stay.

He felt her stirring and heard her murmuring on his neck. "Everything is okay?"

He smiled and tightened his grip on her waist, planting a light kiss on her hair. "Everything's perfect, sweetheart. Go back to sleep". He said while closing his own eyes and snuggling closer to her. His last thought before sleeping caught him was I won't lose this for anything.

A/N: So, did you like it? I promise that next chapter will be the dinner and we'll see Emily's interaction with Jack. Major alert for fluffy! I pretend to post it in two or three days, it all depends on your reviews. :)