Wolf Moon

Hotch Inarus

Disclaimer: I do not own Criminal Minds, nor do I make any profit off of writing this.

SLASH WARNING! Hotch / Reid

Written for the Chit Chat on Author's Corner Halloween Horrors Challenge. The moderators supplied a number of titles of the novels of the Master of Horror himself, Stephen King. We were to pick any title and write a fic using that as the prompt. I chose, "Cycle of the Werewolf"

Chapter 23

Soft, honey brown eyes opened to find that Spencer Reid was alone in bed. Slowly, he lifted his head and looked around. He could tell that it was early evening by the light peeping through the curtains. He slowly sat up and stretched, then blushed as he inhaled the scent of the mutual lust of himself, and Aaron Hotchner… And then he blushed even darker when he realized that there were still remnants of their release dried on his belly. He rose from the bed and stole across the hall and into the bathroom to shower.

He took his time, his mind too turbulent to really enjoy a hot shower…

Ever since he had woken yesterday from the… AMAZING orgasm Aaron had brought him to with only his voice, the Alpha had been… distant. That afternoon when Reid had called him on it, the man had tried to reassure him and the pair had ended up in the bed in the guestroom again, and were soon entwined, rutting against one another with a primal desperation.

Reid sighed and shut off the shower, and then wrapped himself up in a thin, linen bathrobe and sought out his lover. He found Hotch on his back patio in a lawn chair, a glass of bourbon in his hands and a dark glower on his face as he gazed out at the trees that the sun was setting behind. Reid glanced around, and then, noting that none of the neighbors could see into Hotch's back yard, he stepped outside. The sun-warmed flagstone was pleasant under his bare feet as they whispered across the surface. The breeze picked up for a moment and Reid watched Hotch's nostrils quiver, and then the man turned and looked up at him.

"… Aaron?" Reid asked, running a hand through his tousled, towel-dried hair. Hotch just stared back, eyes slowly drifting over Reid's form, making him want to hold the robe closed, even though the robe was keeping closed just fine on its own. After a moment, Reid steeled himself and approached the alpha wolf, who looked as though he may be… very volatile…

"Aaron… What's wrong?" Reid asked, gently. He reached out and hesitantly curled an elegant hand around Hotch's face, laying his palm on the man's cheek. Hotch closed his eyes and let out a deep sigh, nuzzling his face into the young wolf's hand. Then, he snaked an arm around Reid's waist and tugged the youth into his lap. Reid allowed himself to be placed and arranged to his Alpha's taste, and then he curled his arms around the man's shoulders and stared him in the eye.

"… What's wrong…" He whispered. Hotch didn't answer. Reid frowned slightly and leaned in to kiss his lover, but Hotch turned away. Reid stopped. "Aaron? What is it? What's been bothering you today?" Hotch heaved a great sigh, and looked up at Reid. The boy was worrying his lower lip. Hotch frowned at that and reached up, placing his hands on Reid's face and gently tugging Reid's lip from between his teeth, smoothing it with the pads of his thumbs.

"... I love you." He murmured.

"I know."

"Spencer… I have to know." Hotch said, and Reid blinked his doe eyes. "Are you ready?"

Reid blinked again, then smiled and said "I've been ready for days. Like I said… YOU were the one who went and got himself SHOT." Hotch gave him a look, and Reid just preened.

"You have to understand." Hotch said. "Once we start, there is no going back. No saying 'no', do you understand?"

"I want this, Aaron. I do." Reid assured him. "If YOU are having doubts, we can wait."

"No. We can't." Hotch said. "We have TWO choices, Spencer. Either we do this, now. Or we go straight to the car, and leave town. NOW."

"What?" Reid asked, frowning. "Why?"

"… She's coming tonight." Hotch finally told his partner. "Noriko is coming to kill you." Reid's eyes widened. "And she's in heat. As an unattached male, she knows that odds are… I won't be able to withstand her advances."

"… I see." Reid said slowly, eyes clouded in thought.

"The others will hold her off as long as they can, but—"

"Others?!" Reid blurted now looking panicked.

"Friends and allies. They are setting up a perimeter as we speak, to watch out for her and her brothers. They will hold them off and stall them while you and I… do what we need to do."

"WHO!?"

"Onotah… Amani, Martin, Esperanza, Fabien and Vivienne, Doboromir and Anicka, Michelle, Mudhakar… Even Bev and Ralph have come out with a few of the pack from the compound."

Reid looked stunned. "For… us?"

"Yes." Hotch said with a smile. "To support our choice of one another."

"What if they see us?!" Reid squeaked, looking mortified.

"They won't. They'll be at a distance."

"But—"

"And I'll catch you before we get near them…"

"… C-Catch me?" Reid gasped, eyes widening. Slowly, he watched Hotch's lips stretch out in a toothy grin, and his eyes turned golden as he suddenly pulled a bottle from his pocket and squirted some lube over his fingers. Reid stared in shock as Hotch slid his hand beneath Reid's robe and between his legs… Reid's hands fisted convulsively and he uttered a soft moan as his lover's fingers gently began to prepare him, spreading around the lubrication.

Hotch smirked, nuzzling Reid's hair and murmured into his ear. "I may be the alpha… and you may be the omega. But I still have to EARN the right to mate you…" The man growled, and guided Reid off of his lap before he himself slowly stood, tugging his t-shirt from his body and unbuttoning his jeans. Reid lowered his eyes and stared at the black hair at the man's groin, which was thickening and spreading as he began to change. "It's the Courtship… I have to pursue you. I have to capture you. And I have to subdue you." Reid felt a shiver run down his spine and goosebumps rose on his skin.

"So now you run, pup…" Rumbled the werewolf before him, halfway between man and wolf. Reid swallowed thickly. "RUN!" Hotch commanded, and lunged.

Reid yelped and stumbled back falling to the ground. As he hit the ground his pelt was already coming in. As he rolled from his back onto his front, he was in his halfway form and was bolting for the woods. By the time he reached the trees, his torn robe was fluttering away and the little brown wolf was disappearing into the woods. Hotch grinned and threw his head back, sucking in a deep breath and then letting out a loud, high cry to the rising moon. The howl echoed over the trees, primal and challenging and elated all at once. Every wolf for five miles knew that a Courtship had begun and a Mating was soon to take place.

The great black man-wolf stalked towards the trees, remaining in his halfway form, but dropped to all fours and leapt forwards into the trees, nostrils flaring as he tracked the young omega, the youth's scent sending a tingling straight to his groin. The blood pumped through his veins, fueling his desire. All thoughts of Noriko were gone. Only one thing mattered; it was time to take his chosen mate and make him his own… The young man's slender form passed through the alpha wolf's mind's eye, arching and writhing in passion as the alpha wolf overtook him with his lust…

The wolf's jaw dropped open in another bestial cry to the rising moon, his tongue hanging out of his mouth as he salivated in anticipation of what was to come. He eagerly longed to bring down the youth fleeing somewhere before him… see him laid bare on the ground beneath him. He wanted to run his tongue over the white skin, dusky nipples and creamy thighs… hear the young wolf's voice raised in pleasure, and begging to be taken… mated… claimed…

He put on a burst of speed, not even noticing the ache of his healing wound… this was the end.

He was done waiting…

The little brown wolf's heart was pounding in his chest as he darted between the trees, eyes wide and ears erect, entire body quivering. Never had he thought that this would happen… being hunted by an alpha wolf like prey… but this wolf craved his flesh in another way… that of pleasure, not taste…

The carnal desires that drove them both were beyond comprehension. The omega couldn't help but wonder how he was so strongly driven to flee… to escape! And yet, every fiber of his being yearned for capture. He wanted to cry out in frustration at every step he took… it was almost torture to continue to run as he was. He WANTED to be caught. He wanted the alpha to bring him down. But something within him drove him to continue his flight… he could not simply surrender. No…

The alpha wanted him, and he wanted the alpha…

But the alpha had to EARN him…

Only if he caught him, did he deserve him.

The little brown wolf gave a great bound of delight at the thought of his impending capture, and a joyous yelp leapt from his throat.

It was answered by a throaty roar from behind, and his pulse quickened… Hotch was gaining. Reid tried to figure out how. He knew that he was faster.

'Ah,' said a little inner voice with a giggle. 'But you are wolf… he is in between. He himself said that in that form, you are fastest…'

Reid began to head diagonally, changing direction. The trees flashed by, the moon glowed overhead. A rabbit scurried out of his path and at one point, he startled a pair of deer.

But then, suddenly, he just couldn't do it…

The little brown wolf slowed to a stop in a clearing and his back legs buckled. He sank back on his haunches and sat there, panting and gasping, tongue hanging out. His nose quivered as he smelled the water, and after a moment, he forced himself to his feet and headed to where he heard it.

It was a tiny brook, a good two feet deep but barely a foot across, trickling across the forest floor. Reid bowed his head and lapped at the water, his legs trembling in their exertion. After he had quenched his thirst, he turned and loped off into the trees, unable to move himself into a full run again.

An owl hooted over head, and Reid heard something scuttle through the grass and leaves. A cool breeze blew… and then a twig snapped.

The young wolf froze. He lifted his head and sniffed the air, turning his ears this way and that, trying to figure out what, or who, was around him.

Then, there was a deep chuckle.

"Tired already, pup?"

Reid gasped and whirled, facing where the voice had come from.

"You're still fast as hell. But your stamina is shit. Let's hope it's better in… other areas…"

Reid felt himself blush furiously at that and he bolted, fleeing the voice. Laughter followed, and the adrenaline gave Reid's muscles the strength to push himself into a run once more.

"Where now, pup?!" The voice taunted, off to the right now. Reid yelped and darted left. "Are you lost?" He skidded to a stop, eyes wide. The voice was now in FRONT of him! His paws scrambled over the earth as he pivoted, and ran back the way he had come. He leapt over the little stream and emerged into the mossy clearing again. And then, with a great bellow of triumph, the brush before him exploded and the little brown wolf let out a high yelp as a great, black beast lunged towards him and he was brought down. The pair rolled over twice, and then the little omega was staring up at the large black male. Long, powerful fingers were gripping the fur on the little omega's neck, and lips curled in a lupine grin, showing sharp teeth.

"You're mine, pup." Hotch growled, and the little wolf pinned beneath him let out a whine, changing as he did so. A moment later, the young man lay naked beneath the alpha, panting and aroused… just as Hotch had envisioned… Reid reached up and ran his pale fingers through the dark hair on the alpha's face, and the wolfman moved to adopt his human form. Once he did, he captured Reid's mouth in a fierce kiss. Instantly, his soon-to-be-mate arched against him, responding with a heat and desire that made Hotch reaffirm that he had truly chosen correctly…

Only the need to breath could separate them, and it eventually did. The pair clung to one another, panting and staring one another in the eyes. After a long moment, Hotch grinned and gripped his lover's hips, but Reid stopped him with gentle fingers stroking over his healing wound.

"… Be careful." Reid whispered, and gently kissed his lover. "Don't hurt yourself."

Hotch snorted. "I won't." He said, looking almost offended at the very thought. Reid gave him an admonishing look and Hotch caved, quickly reassuring his tender-hearted mate. "I'll be careful. With the BOTH of us…"

"Alright…" Reid murmured, and Hotch kissed him again.

There was a howl off in the distance… a warning… Hotch growled. "She's coming." He hissed, but then smirked and looked down at Reid. "But she'll be too late." And he forced Reid over onto his belly on the soft carpet of moss and pushed his legs apart, moving between them.

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