Don't own Criminal Minds

Warning: Sexual situations ahead

When Hotch awoke in the morning he felt warm and comfortable but had a noticeable weight on his chest. He blinked the sleep from his eyes as he sat up slowly, peering down at the young, lithe body over him. Memories of the previous night hit him all at once and Hotch remembered why he was a bit sore. But even his weariness couldn't stop the erection that was, undoubtedly, poking Reid in the stomach by now. Hotch did not want to wake the sleeping man and figured if he could slip out of the bed, he could deal with the problem on his own.

"Mhmm…"

Reid awoke the moment he had started to shift and Hotch found himself reaching out to run his hand through the younger man's messy locks.

"Morning, Hotch." Reid grinned up at him, running a hand down south, "Would you like me to take care of that?"

Hotch groaned at the sight of Reid, eyes still bright from sleep and lots of sex hair, reaching down under the covers to him.

"My friend only paid for the night…" Hotch replied, shifting a bit as Reid made contact.

"…well, how about this is just incentive to come back?"

Before Hotch could respond, Reid's head disappeared under the quilt.

Rossi was waiting for Hotch in the entry hall with Prentiss feeding him bits of a pastry and compliments.

"Aaron! How was your night?"

Hotch looked decidedly less stern than he normally did and Prentiss bid them both a good morning as she left them to their privacy.

"It was good."

"You think you'll come back? Sample some more wares?" Rossi finished his breakfast and wiped a bit at his goatee, "The Madame of the manor wanted me to give you this card, in case you did."

Hotch took the card and slipped it into his wallet, pulling his jacket back on as he followed Rossi out of the building and back to the car.

"That reminds me, one of the partners back at the office is having a small get together at his place coming up and I don't think I'll be able to make it…"

Aaron quirked a brow at his friend, "You want me to go in your place?"

"Would you?" Rossi grinned, "I don't want to put you out."

"I seriously hope that you did not bring me here just to butter me up for this."

Rossi had the good grace to look a bit offended by Hotch's remark as they settled into the back seat of the car, "Of course not! This was definitely to help you out with the divorce…but if you happen to be in a good mood today, who am I to not test my luck?"

"Which partner is this again?"

"Johnson." Rossi said as the car door shut just in time to cut off Hotch's groan.

Prentiss skipped into the kitchen where she found Reid drinking deeply from a cup of coffee.

"I think you might just get a repeat customer, Reid!"

Reid flushed slightly at the idea of it and tried to hide his pleased expression behind his mug. Prentiss slipped into the table next to him, her bathrobe hanging a bit haphazardly off her shoulder and Reid could see the love marks Rossi had left on her chest.

"So…was he any good?" She pried, looking curious.

"Very."

"I knew he was packing." Prentiss said with confidence, picking up a pastry from the box on the table, "I'm telling you, Reid, he could be an exclusive client. I have a sense about these things."

Reid opened his mouth to speak when Adam appeared in the doorway with makeup from the last night still over his face.

"Good morning." He said in his light tone.

Prentiss made eye contact with Reid but stood up all the same to go and warm her breakfast in the microwave, allowing Adam to move in and to find a pastry for himself from the box.

"I've been meaning to speak with you."

Reid blinked, "Oh, I'm sorry. I had a client last night."

"I know. I heard." Adam replied tersely as he found a cheese croissant. "I've already asked Strauss so this is practically in your books anyway…"

Reid set down his cup with a clink. He never liked being booked for jobs he had no previous knowledge about, the last time he had ended up being in the middle of a very unpleasant sandwich. "What is the job?"

"One of my regulars is having a party at his estate coming up. We talked about a few ideas and the one that he seemed to enjoy the most was a little show…" Adam reached out and took Reid's hand into his own, "He likes the slim young ones…apparently so do his friends."

Reid looked a bit nervous at the idea, "What kind of show does he want then?"

"He'll have a table set up in his living room. We'll just be playing with each other while they watch." Adam leveled his eyes with Reid, "No penetration on either of us from the other but it should get pretty heavy even without it."

"I'm not a fan of groups, Adam…"

"You could make up to five grand, Reid." Adam purred, "It's not like we haven't played before anyway."

Prentiss swooped in at that point, sharing Reid's chair with him, "And what happens when these guys get tired of just watching?"

"Then our normal rates get charged to them. They have to pay to play or…what is it you say, Prentiss? Sin to win?"

Prentiss scowled and Adam decided it was a good time to get back up to his feet, "Think about it, Reid, but let me know by tomorrow."

"Alright." Reid waved as Adam left the kitchen with a short nod to them both.

"You gonna do it?" Prentiss asked, looking back at Reid with mild concern.

"The money is too good to pass up." Reid muttered, finishing the rest of his lukewarm coffee, "I might as well."

"…Adam is a little strange, but you're right about the money." She got up as well, leaving behind her pastry for Reid to finish, "I'm going to grab a shower, I'll see you later Reid."

She left Reid to his thoughts as he weighed the pros and cons of doing a show with Adam. Shows weren't exactly common in pairs or groups, Morgan was typically hired out to strip at parties though, and he always had a good time with it. Still, Reid wasn't exactly thrilled with the idea of having to perform with so many people watching.

He sighed; already knowing he had made his choice the second Adam told him the fee.

Sorry for the delay in updating! I'm trying to get all my stories finished. Thank you to all reviewers though!