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Warnings: Language, Sexual situations etc
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Reid led Hotch to the third floor and made a right, walking down to the end of the hallway to his room. He opened the door and allowed Hotch to enter and what Hotch saw was definitely not what he expected. There was a queen sized bed in the middle of the room with bed stands on either side. The room was painted in deep colors and against one wall was a bookshelf crammed to nearly bursting with books.
"I take it you like to read?"
Reid nodded slowly and nodded over his shoulder, "My bathroom is over there if you'd like to use it at any time. Can I get you anything?"
"No, thank you." Hotch began to pull off his jacket but Reid hurriedly moved over to assist him. Hotch shrugged out of the jacket as Reid collected it into his arms and walked away to hang it up. "Do you do that for all your clients?"
"Of course." Reid tilted his head to the side, "It's common courtesy."
Hotch smirked faintly and sat down on the bed. He watched Reid with his dark eyes as the younger man moved to stand in front of him again. Reid continued to stand there and Hotch felt his smile slowly fade, "What happens now?"
Reid's soft smile helped keep the edge of uneasiness away from Hotch but he continued to stand in front of the older man, "Whatever you want to happen happens."
"How old are you?"
Reid flushed at the question and his hands fell awkwardly to his slim hips, "I'm twenty-three."
Hotch hitched a hand into his tie and began to pull it from his neck and once again Reid approached him to remove the article of clothing with another smile.
"You don't come to brothels much, do you?"
"First time, actually." Hotch answered honestly as Reid tucked his tie away. Their faces were inches apart now and Hotch could tell that Reid was studying him. Reid could see the hesitation in the older man and that disappointed him somewhat. It wasn't often that he felt his heart skip a beat when someone walked into the manor and he wanted to please him, even if it was more for himself than the client.
"Tell me something else about yourself…" Reid prompted, leaning forward to let his thin fingers undo the first few buttons of Hotch's shirt.
"My wife divorced me two weeks ago." Hotch responded in a cool tone and Reid's fingers stopped.
"Your wife?" He wasn't surprised, most of these business types had wives that they kept at home to appease the neighbors while they spent hundreds of dollars fucking who they really wanted to fuck. "I'm sorry to hear that."
Hotch snorted, "You're the only one." He moved his hands to his own chest and began to finish the job that Reid had started, shrugging out of his shirt before Reid had the chance to help but when he looked up Reid was on his knees on the floor.
"Do you mind?" Reid asked, his hand hovering over Hotch's belt buckle and the dark haired man shook his head. Reid smiled again and unbuckled the belt and undid the zipper. Hotch lifted himself for a moment so Reid could tug his pants down and he removed them along with his shoes. Reid's hand then slipped into Hotch's boxers and Hotch closed his eyes with a groan as Reid pumped him slowly, getting him hard with ease. With his eyes still closed he felt the fabric shift, a cool breeze and the warm moisture. Reid had taken him into his mouth and was running his tongue up and down his shaft while his right hand traced patterns on Hotch's thigh.
"Jesus…"
Hailey had given him blowjobs before and he always enjoyed them but he supposed there was something about a stranger sucking him off in a brothel that just took the experience to a whole new level. Reid's mouth was fantastic and Hotch didn't want to think about how often the boy had to do it in order to get so good, so he just enjoyed the moment, letting his fist curl up in Reid's red bedspread. Reid continued his ministrations but he had opened his eyes to watch the older man, he did this for a moment before he slowly pulled himself off of Hotch's member.
"Would you like me to continue?"
"Yes." Hotch answered without hesitation and Reid took Hotch's hand and buried it into his own hair before returning to Hotch's cock. He kept his hand over Hotch's and pushed it down and pulled it back up, signaling to Hotch that he had control over his actions. Hotch moved Reid's head just as he wanted, but now and again he would run his hand through Reid's hair until the younger man whipped his tongue around, startling Hotch into pulling at his roots.
Hotch came with a grunt into Reid's mouth, who swallowed it without compliant. He got up from his knees and gave Hotch a chance to catch his breath. Hotch reached out and grabbed his wrist, pulling Reid back towards the bed. The second Reid's back hit the bedspread; Hotch was on top of him, kissing him deeply and pushing his tongue into Reid's mouth.
The young brothel worker kissed his client back eagerly and prepared himself for a long night.
Morgan walked his latest client back to the main door with a grin on his face, "I hope you come back soon."
The woman smiled back at him, all curves and class, "Of course my dove! How could I stay away from my chocolate god for too long?"
Morgan laughed easily, over the years the two of them had picked up a healthy banter and respect for one another. Although she rarely came more than twice a week and never stayed the entire night, Garcia was one of Morgan's favorite clients to entertain.
"Do you have anyone else tonight?" She asked Morgan casually as he helped slip her faux fur coat back on.
"It doesn't matter; none of them will be you."
Garcia bit her lips to hold down her smile and smacked Morgan good naturedly on his chest, "Well, until next time."
Morgan opened the door for her and gave her one last parting kiss, "I look forward to it."
He watched walk all the way down the pathway before heading back up to his room.
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