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Hotch's Inner Freak	By : tbird1965 Category: 1 through F > Criminal Minds Views: 17044 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Criminal Minds, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Hotch's Inner Freak
- 2-Two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-Ten
- 11-Eleven
- 12-Twelve
- 13-Thirteen
- 14-Fourteen
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Aaron tightened his grip around her waist. "I'm thinking of sending the unsub who injected me a gift. Do you think he'd like a new car?"
Emily flushed at his words. She wondered how much were his true feelings and how much were a result the "drug". She didn't want to hope too much and end up disappointed.
She squealed when Aaron lifted her off the counter and swung her around in a circle. "Let's go take a nap." he said, carrying her towards the stairs.
"A nap?" she said staring at him, "You just woke up a little while ago."
"I know." he said smiling, "It's great? Isn't it?" He set her down and bounded up the stairs. Flopping down on her bed he held his arms out to her.
Crawling in next to him, Emily smiled. "You sure are embracing this whole 'lay around and do nothing' thing."
"You sound surprised."
"I am." she said, "You are always on the go, always working, always so focused."
"Because I have to be." he shrugged. "Trust me. I like to lay around and do nothing as much as the next person. I just never get a chance to, this may actually be the best vacation I've ever had." he laughed.
Emily rolled over and lay her head on Hotch's chest. "Maybe I'll buy the unsub a sound system for his new car." She muttered.
Hotch chuckled and ran his hand over her hair. "So you like being trapped with me for 48 hours?"
"It's been the best 48 hours of my life." she whispered.
"Oh Emily." He sighed heavily, still rubbing her hair.
"Oh Emily what?" she asked in a hushed whisper.
"Maybe I'm too screwed up for a relationship." he said quietly.
She shrugged her shoulders and said nothing.
"What if I decide that I can't let you go?" he asked.
Emily's breathe caught in her throat. She lay silently trying to come up with an answer. "Well," she said slowly, her voice barely a whisper, "if that's what you decide. Tell me and I'll give you my answer then."
Aaron squeezed her tightly and kissed the top of her head. "Fair enough."
They lay together and talked quietly about a myriad topics. Aaron told her about his after school job bagging groceries at the local food mart, Emily told him about her rebellious high school days as a Goth chick. They talked about first cars, favorite foods and what if felt like being the nerd in high school.
"You're still a nerd." Aaron moaned in her ear. His erection that had been growing while they talked, was now throbbing painfully. The uncontrollable urge to fuck and come was becoming intense. It had been quiet for most of the day, but now, it was back.
"Touch me." he begged, grabbing her hand and placing it on his straining cock. "Oh God." he moaned.
"Aaron?" she stared in his eyes concerned "Are you okay?"
"I'm sorry. I thought it was over." His eyes were worried and sad.
"Shhh." she said, kissing his face. "Don't look so upset. It's okay." she gripped him tightly and stroked her hand up and down his shaft.
"Harder." he moaned loudly, his hips thrusting up and down in desperate attempt to gain some relief.
"Hang on." Emily muttered, switching her position and plunging her mouth down on his straining cock.
Aaron's back arched and he cried out loudly. "Uhhhhhh. Emily. God!" he grabbed her head and begin to thrust in and out of her mouth.
Emily tried to relax her throat and struggled not to gag. She let him "fuck" her mouth, tears streaming down her face.
He was muttering "So good, Oh God. Not enough." He pulled out of her mouth and flipped her over on her back. Taking a deep breathe, he reached over and snatched the bottle of lubrication. Squeezing some on his fingers, he rubbed it on her outer lips and inside her opening.
Grabbing her right leg, he hooked it over his left shoulder and plunged into her.
"I'm sorry." he whispered.
"Shhhhh." she said, running her fingers through his thick hair. "You feel wonderful."
Aaron moaned loudly as she met him thrust for thrust. He was frantic in his need to come. He was aware of Emily clutching and scratching his back.
"Come for me, Baby. Let it go." she moaned in his ear.
Aaron was thrusting in and out of her frantically, moving his hips as fast has he could. He groaned as he begin to feel his orgasm forming in the pit of his stomach. Yelling loudly, he spasmed as he came. His body exploding with relief and pleasure.
Panting he collapsed on top of Emily. She hugged him and gently stroked his back.
Groaning softly, Aaron rolled off her and lay on his back, rubbing his hands across his face.
"Are you okay?" she asked softly, her voice concerned.
He nodded his head and turned to look at her. "You?"
"I'm wonderful." she said, smiling brightly at him. "I love fucking you."
"Such a slut." he whispered, pulling her to him and hugging her close. Holding each other, they drifted off to sleep.
Emily woke several hours later feeling a little disoriented. She smiled when she felt Aaron's warm butt pressed against hers. Getting up slowly, she got out of the bed. She gazed down at him. He was sleeping peacefully, curled on his side, his hands clasped together under his cheek. Moving quietly, Emily left the room and headed downstairs.
She was curled up on the couch reading a book, when Aaron slowly descended the stairs. He was wearing the Elmo pajama pants and he looked boyish and rumpled. He sat down next to her on the couch and put his hand on her leg.
"Why didn't you wake me up?" he asked, yawning.
She shrugged her shoulders. "You looked so peaceful, I did want to disturb you. Hey," she said, pointing to the clock, "look at the time."
Aaron glanced at the clock, 8:44. "The 48 hours are up." he said.
She nodded in agreement. "How do you feel?"
He sat thinking for a moment before he answered. "Hungry, tired, sore, happy, confused…."
Emily smiled at him. "Well. I can help you with hungry. The table is all set up, we just need to nuke some of Dave's leftover lasagna."
Aaron smiled broadly and followed her to the kitchen.
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