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Hotch woke up with Reid in his arms. Reid was laying on his chest. Their legs were tangled together. Reid's slow, even breath filled Hotch's ears and he smiled. Reid's hair was in his face and Hotch brushed it back. In this moment, Hotch admitted to himself that he had fallen for Reid, and fallen hard. He wanted to continue waking up with Reid in his arms for a very long time. The feelings were definitely there. They were compatible on an emotional and spiritual level, but seeing if their lives would work together was a different matter. It would take time. And Hotch wanted to invest that time.
Hotch trailed his finger up and down Reid's arm, relishing the feeling of bare skin against his. It'd been so long since he'd had this connection with someone and there had been days when he wondered if he ever would again. He didn't take it lightly that they were together in this moment, that they had found each other. Or rather that Rossi had found them for each other.
Reid slowly opened his eyes. Hotch watched his long eyelashes flutter sleepily. Reid smiled up at him and stretched lazily.
“Good morning, sleepyhead,” Hotch said.
“Good morning,” Reid said.
“How did you sleep?”
“Perfect. You?”
“Same.” Hotch kissed Reid slowly, enjoying the taste of him. Reid ran his fingers down Hotch's chest and Hotch shivered and kissed him again, more urgently this time. Reid returned the kiss, picking up Hotch's feeling. He hummed in pleasure. Hotch made a quick decision and rolled over so that Reid was under him.
“I trust you,” Hotch said. Reid smiled up at him and ran his thumb over Hotch's lips and then pulled him down for another kiss.
“What do you want?” Reid asked.
“I want you inside me,” Reid's heart flipped and his breath caught. He claimed Hotch's lips in a crushing kiss and flipped him over so Reid was on top. He slipped his tongue inside Hotch's mouth and tangled with Hotch's own, teasing, tasting, tantalizing. Reid broke the kiss and nipped Hotch's ear, then kissed and bit a line down his neck and sucked gently at the hollow at the base of Hotch's throat causing Hotch to shiver. It had been a long time since he'd done this, but Reid remembered the dance and the pleasure and he was glad it was Hotch that he was sharing it with. Reid pressed his hips down and ground against Hotch's groin. Hotch's breath hitched at the contact. Reid lost himself in the reactions of Hotch's body, each shallow breath, each facial expression, each roll of the hips. He wanted this to be perfect. He wanted it to be worthy of the man underneath him.
Reid trailed his fingers down Hotch's chest and abdomen, to his hips and Hotch's body tensed in anticipation. Reid slipped his hand under Hotch's waistband to stroke his hardening cock. Hotch jerked and moaned as Reid's long fingers wrapped around him. God he wanted this so bad. He was ready to let go and fell into the sensations filling his body. Reid continued to stroke until Hotch was fully hard, leaving wet kisses and licks over his body. Hotch put his hands in Reid's hair and pulled his face down for another kiss. It was hard and frantic. Hurry, it seemed to say. I need you. The message wasn't lost on Reid. He let go of Hotch's cock and pulled his own boxers off and tossed them on the floor. Then he pulled off Hotch's sweatpants and underwear. Reid took a moment to take in the sight of Hotch fully naked in his bed, so open and vulnerable just for him.
“You're absolutely gorgeous,” Reid said.
Hotch smiled softly. “So are you,” he said. Reid pushed the comforter and the sheet to the floor and slid down the mattress. Hotch watched as Reid smiled impishly before taking Hotch's cock in his mouth. Hotch sucked in a breath and arched his back, pushing up into Reid's mouth unconsciously. Reid took him down as far as he could and wrapped his hand around the remaining length. A moan escaped Hotch's mouth. Reid moved rhythmically up and down with his mouth and his hand, excruciatingly slow. Reid wanted to memorize ever inch of him, the taste, and the sensations. Hotch gritted his teeth to keep from begging for more. Reid removed his mouth from Hotch's cock, but his hand kept moving.
“There's lube in my nightstand,” he said to Hotch. Hotch leaned over and opened the nightstand while Reid's hand continued to move on him. He rummaged around until he found the lube and tossed it to Reid. Reid let go then and lubed up the first three fingers on his left hand. He recalled that Hotch had said he'd never done this before as he gently slipped a wet finger inside him. Hotch gasped and gripped the sheet underneath him with both hands.
“I'll go easy,” Reid said. “Tell me if it's too much.” Hotch nodded wordlessly and Reid moved in and out while he went back to work on Hotch's cock with his mouth and other hand. When he slipped the second finger in, he crooked them to hit Hotch's prostate and Hotch cried out as the new sensation flooded him. Reid chuckled making Hotch shiver at the vibrations. Hotch's body was slick with sweat by the time Reid added the third finger. That one hurt for a moment, but Hotch didn't protest and the pain faded. Reid was moving deliberately slow, milking every movement and Hotch felt like he was drowning in feeling. He wanted to beg Reid for more. He wanted harder, faster. He wanted Reid's cock inside him, but he couldn't form any words. Finally one word surfaced.
“Please,” was all Hotch could manage.
Reid let go of his cock and pulled his fingers out. “Are you ready?” he asked.
“Yes!” Hotch said desperately. Reid smiled and kissed Hotch's stomach before he lubed his cock. He positioned himself at Hotch's entrance.
“This is going to hurt,” he warned. Hotch nodded his understanding. Reid pressed in slowly and Hotch hissed as the pain washed over him. It was all he could feel for a moment. Reid stopped halfway to give Hotch a chance to adjust. Hotch took deep breaths and willed his muscles to relax and soon the pain dissipated.
“I'm good,” Hotch said. Reid leaned over him with his hands on each side of Hotch's shoulders and began to move. Hotch couldn't stay quiet. He moaned. He gasped. He cursed. He called Reid's name. He was overwhelmed with euphoria. The feeling of Reid moving inside him was pushing him to heights he never thought possible. Reid started to speed up, pushing deeper and faster, angling just right to hit Hotch's prostate with every thrust. Hotch grabbed Reid's shoulders and held on like he was drowning as Reid sped up again. Reid took one hand and began to stroke Hotch's cock in time with his thrusts. Hotch was breathing heavy. He felt lightheaded from the endorphins. He could feel his orgasm building. Reid noted every changed in Hotch's body, the way his breath became ragged and erratic, the tightening grip on his shoulders, the tensing of Hotch's body as he got closer to his release. Hotch moved his hands to Reid's hair and tugged him down roughly, kissing him as he arched his back and let go. He gasped and through his head back as strands of cum splashed over Reid's hand and onto his stomach. Reid kept moving, milking Hotch's orgasm until he was spent, then he let go of Hotch's cock and sped up, thrusting fast into Hotch as he chased his own release. Hotch gritted his teeth as Reid claimed his hypersensitive body. After a minute, Reid's body went rigid, and with one last thrust and a strangled cry, he was cumming. He breathed heavy as he came down from the orgasm and them gently pulled out and collapsed on the bed next to Hotch. They lay there quietly for a couple minutes, catching their breath and returning from the dizzying heights.
“Be right back,” Reid mumbled. He stood slowly and made his way to the bathroom to wash off. He returned with a washcloth which he handed to Hotch. Hotch wiped off and Reid tossed the washcloth into the hamper by the wall. Hotch pulled Reid to his chest and kissed him on the top of his head.
“Thank you,” Hotch whispered.
“You were spectacular,” Reid said.
“I didn't do any of the work.”
“Watching you was breath taking, Aaron.”
“Spencer?”
“Yes?”
Hotch hesitated for a moment. “I think I love you,” he said.
Reid smiled and kissed Hotch on the forehead. “I love you, too,” Reid said. “You're safe with me.”
Hotch smiled back. “I know,” he said. Hotch let out a contented sigh. For the first time in years, he finally felt like he belonged somewhere besides in the field. He was home. This was the beginning of a new life that he never dreamed was possible.