"Sorry I'm late! I was waylaid by a call from Jayje, and since she doesn't have a lot of time to talk these days, I knew I had to take it. But I brought brownies!"
Penelope grinned at Jack as she held out the box to him, and he excitedly took it from her hands before running into the kitchen. Straightening up, she looked into Aaron's face and saw that he was not happy. She stepped into his space and slung her arm around his neck before lifting herself up on her tiptoes to kiss him softly. Hesitantly, he returned the kiss, wrapping an arm around her waist to steady her, and she sighed against his lips. "It's good to finally have you here. Are you staying the night?"
"If you'll have me, yes."
"Good," he replied as he led her into the living room. "We've cued up Toy Story, and there should still be enough time to watch it before Jack's bedtime."
"Excellent," she said as she took a seat on the sofa. Jack joined them a little while later with the brownies now on a plate, and she grinned at him as he plopped down next to her, separating her and Aaron, who reluctantly sat on the opposite end of the sofa.
The movie made the time pass quickly, and she sighed happily when Jack curled up against her, resting his head in her lap as he tried to stay up and finish the movie. It was a losing battle for him, and by the time the credits started to roll, he was snoring lightly. "I'll get him ready for bed if you want to clean up here and then join me in the bedroom."
"All right," she said softly, watching him lift Jack into his arms and head up to his bedroom. Once he'd left the room, she got to her feet and picked up the brownie plate, putting the leftovers back into the box before sticking it in the fridge and then making her way to the master bedroom. Opening one of her drawers, she grabbed out pyjamas and hurriedly changed before climbing into bed and taking out her phone.
Did you get an answer from Strauss, Baby Girl?
She rolled her eyes a little at Derek's question, smirking as she answered, Yes, and she admonished both of us to take extreme caution as we go about this op. Were you able to get ahold of everything on the list I gave you?
Yes, though some of it will take a week to get here. I'll start putting the boxes in my office as they arrive, and you can set up in there as our base. As long as we don't make things too conspicuous, I think that we can get away with this. And we will find him, and bring him down.
From your lips to God's ears, sugar. She looked up to see Aaron had entered the room at some point, and was giving her a look. Hotch wants us to get to sleep now. I'll talk to you tomorrow!
She plugged her phone in and set her alarm before turning her attention to her lover. "Who were you texting?" he asked suspiciously as he stripped down to his undershirt and boxers, hanging up his clothes next to hers before coming over to the bed and crawling in.
"Morgan. He had a few questions about the custodial he's working tomorrow, and I told him that I'd prioritize his requests in the morning. This is my time with you."
Aaron nodded as he pulled the covers up around them before resting his arm around her waist. "It is. I'm going to be gone for the rest of the week, since my custodial is taking me to Texas."
"Oh."
"Yes. That's why I wanted you over tonight, so that we could be together for as long as possible before I headed out." He leaned over and kissed her, and Penelope melted into the touch, trying to push the image of her earlier kiss with Erin from her mind as she turned to him, wrapping her arms and legs around his body in an effort to hold him close as the kiss deepened. One of his hands skimmed beneath her pyjama top to cup her breast, and Penelope moaned into his mouth as she encouraged him to touch her more, to make her his in this moment. His other hand roughly pushed her pants down, before slipping between her legs to seek out her core, and she parted her legs to give him better access, whimpering a little as his blunt thumb brushed against her clit, sending waves of pleasure through her body.
As they continued to make love, Penelope found herself holding back, a part of her mind still focused on Derek and what they were planning to do behind Aaron's back. He must have sensed her divided attention, as he redoubled his efforts to bring her pleasure. He drew his hand back to tug her pants the rest of the way off before kneeling between her legs and lifting her upwards, his hands cradling her hips as he started to eat her out.
"Oh, fuck, Aaron," she cried out, adoring the slightly scratchy feel of his unshaven skin against her thighs as his lips and tongues drove her to distraction. "Yes, more."
He nodded, and she closed her eyes as she grabbed hold of the sheets with her hand, wanting to feel him fill her completely. She was just about to orgasm when he lowered her back to the mattress and then adjusted his body so that he could thrust into her in one smooth stroke. She sighed happily as she wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer to her. He set a quick pace, as if he was also close to the pinnacle of pleasure, and she continued to coo and moan as he thrust in and out of her pliant body. "I love you," he panted in her ear as he collapsed on top of her after he'd orgasmed, and she nodded languidly as she felt her body relax into the mattress.
"I love you, too," she whispered, trying to ignore the pang of disappointment at not getting her own orgasm, even though she'd been so close when he was going down on her. He smiled before giving her a sloppy smile and then rolling off her body and onto his side, away from her. Penelope teared up a little as she climbed out of bed and grabbed her pyjama pants before padding into the bathroom so that she could clean up and get redressed for bed.
As soon as the bathroom door was closed, she burst into tears and stumbled over to the toilet, taking a seat and waiting for her bladder to empty before she grabbed a washcloth and washed herself clean. Then she went over to the mirror and looked at her reflection. She gasped a little at the sadness she saw in her eyes, and knew that things were fast coming to a place that she didn't want to be with Aaron. Shaking her head, she picked up a fresh washcloth and washed her face with cold water in an effort to remove some of the puffiness from her eyes and redness from her cheeks before she rejoined Aaron, knowing that he would comment on that, if he noticed.
Letting out a deep sigh, she smiled at her reflection until she felt a smidgeon of happiness in her heart. Then she tossed the washcloths into the hamper as she left the bathroom and headed back to bed. By the time she crawled in next to Aaron, she noticed that he was fast asleep, and she shook her head a little as she reached out for her phone. I don't know if you're still up, Erin, but I hope you're not, that you don't see this until morning. But I feel like I'm losing my soul a little. He, he didn't let me finish first tonight, and he's already asleep. It would be creepy to get off now, when he's sleeping next to me, and I feel so lost.
Penelope pressed send before setting the phone aside and staring up at the ceiling, trying to will herself to sleep. It wouldn't come, and she turned onto her side, away from Aaron, curling into a ball in order to self soothe. She had just started to feel tired when her phone screen lit up, and she unthinkingly reached out for it, looking to see that Erin had indeed seen and written her back. I'm sorry, darling. I wish I knew the right words to say that would magically make you feel better. If you want, if you can, come see me tomorrow night, too. We can talk easier when I can see your face, and read your emotions. Just know that you are loved, by him, and by me, and by so many others.
Those sweet words caused her to tear up again, and she tapped out a quick reply. He's going to Texas tomorrow for a custodial, so I definitely have the time to see you. I'm sorry to be such a burden, especially when you're trying to rebuild your life. I love you. Xx
Knowing that there was a plan at hand, she set the phone back on the nightstand before closing her eyes and finally drifting off to sleep, knowing that there was a plan in place that might make her feel better.