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Knights of the Old Republic

Ahmose Inarus

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Criminal Minds, and I most certainly do NOT own Star Wars.

SLASH WARNING!!! H/R

Chapter 14

PLANET: CORUSCANT

LOCATION: JEDI TEMPLE

TIME: EARLY AFTERNOON

Hotch and Reid slept in the next morning, nestled down together under the blankets. Hotch woke when his young lover sighed and stretched, then sat up. Hotch opened his eyes and smiled, reaching out and running a hand down the boy’s spine. He grinned as he watched a shiver follow his fingers.

“Morning.” He murmured. Reid looked back at him, smiling.

“Good afternoon.” The boy greeted.

“You getting up?”

“I’m hungry.” Reid said, simply.

“… alright then. Let’s get breakfast!”

“Lunch.”

“Hush, you.”

They met the team for lunch, and the team kept shooting the pair amused glances the entire time. Towards the end of the meal, Master Tarash Virr approached them. Reid immediately smiled up at the Miraluka. Master Virr smiled at him and nodded, then turned.

“Aaron. We need to speak with you.” The man said, and immediately the team felt a spike of panic from their youngest member. Hotch glanced at Reid, but nodded and stood.

“Of course.” He said, and followed the Jedi Master. He was led to the Council, where they were all waiting for him.

Hotch bowed at the waist, the Council bowed their heads.

“… How are you doing, Aaron?” Strauss asked.

“I’m fine, actually.”

“After what happened to you?” Ryan snorted.

“Honestly… I don’t really remember much about it.” Hotch confessed. “I remember feeling some pain, but I was blocking it out. Most of my focus was on Reid; he was in trouble. I could sense that time was running out for him. Getting him out of there was my only concern.”

“And how is he doing?” Asked Master Amna Kao.

“… He’s… coping. The Bond is helping him to stay calm and grounded. He’s still recovering, but he’s very strong. He’ll be okay.”

The Council nodded.

“Aaron.” Said Master Sa’Eeya’Da. “Horan Arbel talked. He is working for Dark Jedi.”

“Are we thinking this has something to do with the Dark Jedi we have been encountering?” Hotch asked.

“It’s beginning to look like it.” Said Master Hssa Ssraa, shifting his long, serpentine lower half. “We are sending you to Corellia to find a… so-called Dark Jedi—“

“Jedi my ass…” came a low grumble from Raahn Syr’s direction.

“-- who calls himself Viper.” Master Ssraa finished, shooting the Cathar Master a look.

“As you wish.” Hotch said, nodding.

“Aaron.” Called Kitata Ree. “The Padawan will not accompany you.” Hotch turned his head sharply to stare at the Chadra-Fan.

“What?!”

“You said yourself that he is still recovering.” Said the smooth tone of Master Eesa K’Tal. “Until this Council feels that he is recovered and ready to return to duty, he will remain in the Temple.”

“… He’s not going to like that. And neither will my team.” Hotch said.

“It is for his own good.” Said Tarash Virr.

“… That and I wish to train the boy.” All eyes turned in shock to Master Kitata Ree. The tiny furry Master sat there as calm as could be. “I wish to evaluate what he is already capable of, and I feel that he is one whom I can pass on my own knowledge to.”

Hotch froze. He stared at Master Kitata Ree. It was a long time before he spoke.

“Master.” Hotch gasped, eyes wide. “Then as you say… he will stay behind.”

PLANET: CORUSCANT

LOCATION: JEDI TEMPLE

TIME: MID AFTERNOON

”STAY BEHIND?!”

“Spencer, calm down.” Gideon said, sternly.

“But… but… why do I have to stay?!” Reid cried, looking distressed. “Did… Did I do something?”

“No, Spence.” JJ assured him.

“Spencer.” Hotch said. “Even if you weren’t still recovering… I wouldn’t let you go with us.”

“… Because of what happened?!” Reid demanded, rage suddenly flooding through him.

“Mind you feelings, Padawan!” Rossi barked, sharply.

“… Because Master Kitata Ree wants to train you.” Hotch said. All eyes snapped to stare at the man, shocked.

“What?!” Gideon, Morgan and Prentiss all gasped. Reid blinked.

“Master Kitata Ree?” Rossi blurted. “Master Kitata Ree doesn’t train Padawans… He doesn’t even train Knights!”

“He hardly even trains Masters.” Gideon snorted.

Hotch nodded, looking Reid in the eyes. “This is an honor.” He told the apprentice. “Master Kitata Ree is possibly the most powerful Consular in the Galaxy.”

“I’ve heard that he’s one of the only Jedi in history who can create a Force Storm.” Garcia gasped.

“… He can.” Rossi said with a nod.

Hotch looked at Reid, who now looked intrigued. “He doesn’t train others often, Spencer. And he has NEVER trained anyone other than other Masters. And here he has offered to train you. I’ll not allow you to pass up this opportunity.”

“Nor will I.” Gideon said, firmly. Reid stared around at his team, and all of them gave him equally firm looks.

“… Then I will stay.” He finally said. “And I will learn from Master Kitata Ree.”

“Make us proud, Sweet Cream.” Garcia said, kissing her fingertip and pressing it to his forehead.

And in the morning, Reid stood on the steps of the Jedi Temple with several of the Masters from the Council, seeing the Team of to Corellia. Reid smiled as he was pounced by Prentiss, JJ and Garcia, all three of them hugging him tightly. Morgan gave him an affectionate punch in the shoulder, and Rossi gripped his shoulder. Gideon shared a one-armed hug with the Padawan, and then Reid met Hotch. The pair stared at each other, before embracing.

“Take care of yourself.” Reid said, anxiously.

“Train well.” Hotch told him. “Give your training with Master Kitata Ree your full devotion. He is wise and very powerful. He is so strong in the Force, that while he’s not immortal, at eighty years old, he has lived twice the lifespan of his kind. Be mindful of this and give him the respect he deserves. When he’s talking to you, kneel so that you are at his eye level.”

“Yessir. I’ll make you proud.” Reid said with a nod, and then smiled at Jordan Todd. “Take care of them, please.” He told her, and she smiled and nodded.

“Of course.” She said, and the team boarded the shuttle that would take them to the landing pad. Garcia hung back, and pounced Reid again.

“Be good, Sweet Cream.” She told him, kissing his cheek and holding his hands within her own.

“I will.” Reid nodded, and Garcia turned and hurried to join the team. Reid lifted a hand in farewell, and he met eyes with Hotch.

And suddenly, soft words ghosted over the elder’s mind.

‘I already miss you…’ Hotch froze, eyes wide as the hatch closed.

And on the steps of the Temple, Reid froze when his lover’s voice whispered into his mind, ‘Spencer… I miss you too. I love you.’ And then the shuttle left. Once it was gone, Reid looked down and slowly opened his hand to see what Garcia had pressed into it. In his palm sat two stones. Reid blinked when a hand came to rest on his shoulder, and he looked up at Master Tarash Virr.

“I see she gave you Lightsaber Focusing Crystals.”

“Yes.” Reid said with a nod. “My Lightsaber was lost in the Vi’Tani pit. I have to make a new one.” Tarash Virr smiled.

“Come, Little Brother. It’s time to eat.”

Reid didn’t eat much of his breakfast… he found himself incredibly lonely, sitting all by himself at the spot at the table where he and the team usually sat. Once he had finished eating, he made his way to the Hall of the Thousand Fountains were several Jedi were meditating. He found himself a little spot off on its own and settled down on the floor, closing his eyes and trying to let go of all thoughts so that he could let the Force flow though him and help replenish his strength which still wasn’t up to his usual standards.

But as he tried to meditate, he found himself unable to focus on anything but Aaron… And then, he found himself watching a hazy image of walking across the landing pad towards the BAU, Rossi, Morgan and Jordan in front of him. He felt a sadness… a longing… and then he realized that he was seeing through Hotch’s eyes and feeling the man’s emotions… He smiled.

‘I am with you...’ He thought gently. ‘Do not be sad.’ Then he felt surprise.

‘Spencer?’

‘I love you.’

Slowly, a smile came over the man’s face.

“What’s up?” Morgan asked him.

“Spencer is… talking to me.” Hotch said.

“Through the bond?” Gideon asked. “As in… actual words?”

“Yes.” Hotch said with a nod.

“Force Bonds are rare. Bonds in which those involved being able to actually talk to each other is even more rare.” Gideon said.

“Their Bond is growing stronger day by day.” Rossi said.

“So are the other Bonds between us.” JJ said, walking by. The three men blinked after her.

“… She’s right.” Rossi shrugged, grinning.

“Welcome back, Master Jedi!” Announced K3-V1N.

“Thanks, Kevin.” Morgan said, grinning.

“If everyone will please take their seats, we will be cleared for take off momentarily.”

PLANET: CORUSCANT

LOCATION: JEDI TEMPLE

TIME: EARLY AFTERNOON

Reid opened his eyes and stopped his meditation when he sensed Kitata Ree approach. He stood to greet him.

“Padawan.” He said. “It’s lunch time. And after, we begin.”

“Yes, Master.” Reid nodded, and he accompanied the tiny Jedi Master to lunch. And to his surprise, Kitata Ree scrambled into a seat across the table from him.

“Tell me, Padawan.” The Chadra Fan chittered. “What is the difference between powers of the Dark Side and the Light Side?”

Reid blinked. “There is no difference.” He finally responded. “The difference is in HOW the Force Wielder uses it and the intentions behind it. There are certain abilities that are normally favored by Users of the Dark Side over those who follow the Light, but like the Force itself, no ability is inherently good or evil.”

“Well said.” Kitata Ree complimented with a nod. “This in mind, I am going to be teaching you a few techniques that most consider to be of the Dark Side.”

“… Really?” Reid asked, eyes wide. “… Why?”

“Because I feel that you are someone who can be trusted to use them properly, not abuse them.”

“… Thank you, Master.” Reid gasped. “I… I am honored.”

“Our first focus will be on something called Force Potency. This allows you to more power from the Force to strengthen offensive attacks.” And Kitata Ree began to explain how to use this ability.

PLANET: EN ROUTE TO CORELLIA

LOCATION: BAU

TIME: LATE AFTERNOON

Hotch lay on his bunk and stared at the ceiling, thinking about Spencer. He missed him. Who would have know that the small blindfolded child that the slavers had would have captured his heart and brought him to the point where he would break the Jedi Code and form a powerful Force Bond…? He never thought that he would ever share his body and his bed with another again…

He closed his eyes, thinking of each and every time they had shared themselves with each other, and he found himself moaning slightly. Before his mind’s eye was his lover, tossing his head and arching his back as he cried out in pleasure.

Hissing, he slipped his hand into his pants and stroked his length, lifting his hips slightly. He grit his teeth and groaned as he thought about how wonderful it felt, burying himself to the hilt within his lover’s body… He stroked his erection as he remembered the tight channel, hot and slick and pulsing… He thought about the heady scent that would overtake him when he buried his nose into the boy’s hair…

He reached a hand back and fisted it in his pillow, craning his neck and lifting his hips into his hand.

In the training grounds, Reid’s concentration faltered as a wave of lust overcame him. He squeaked and stumbled, eyes wide and face red. Kitata Ree looked up, blinking at the suddenly horrified Padawan.

“Something wrong?” The tiny Master asked.

“Uh… no. Sorry. Just… having trouble focusing.”

“Do you need a break?” Kitata Ree asked. “You cannot push yourself. You are still recovering.”

“I… Yes, actually… I feel tired.”

“Very well. We shall reconvene after breakfast tomorrow. Go rest, then eat. And then I want you to meditate before you sleep.”

“Yes, Master.” Reid said, and bowed as Kitata Ree left the room. Then he whirled.

‘AARON!!!’ Hotch jumped at the sudden shout into his head, yelping as his startled jerk resulted in an overly hard tug of his manhood. ‘How am I supposed to focus on my training with you in my head doing… doing… THAT?!?’

To Reid’s dismay, the reply was a chuckle.

‘You can always… help me finish.’ Hotch suggested. Reid bowed his head to hide his blush as he hurried down the corridor. He turned a corner and ducked to avoid getting smacked in the face by the tip of the tail of one of the Na’Vi Masters who had helped him through his withdrawal.

“Padawan. How are you?” Asked the larger of the two. Reid turned gave them a little one handed wave as he walked backwards.

“Fine, thank you.” He said, giving them his trademark innocent smile.

“Where are you off to?” Asked the other Na’vi, giving him an amused smile.

“Take a nap.” Reid said. “I’m tired.”

“Away with you, then. Don’t push yourself too far. Listen to your body.”

“Yes, Master.” Reid said.

“And watch where you’re going.” Called the other Na’Vi, eyes widening suddenly. Reid moved to turn around, but he didn’t manage it in time. He stumbled into Eesa K’tal, getting tangled in her long legs that were almost as long as he was tall.

“Oh!” She exclaimed, peering down at the boy she was stumbling over. Reid finally managed to move back, and he stared up at her. She blinked large, dark eyes, then smiled. “Hello, Padawan.”

“I’m SO sorry, Master K’Tal!” He blurted and she blinked, turning and looking at the Na’Vi, who were laughing.

“You are forgiven.” She said, laying her hand on his head.

“Let’s not walk down the hall backwards.” Strauss drawled from beside Master Eesa K’Tal, and Reid shrunk away when Master Bre Mong stared him down.

“Unless it is an exercise in Force Sight.” Amna Kao said with an amused smile, and she, Bre Mong, Eesa K’tal and Strauss went on their way, Masters Kao and K’Tal smiling and waving at him. Reid watched them go, then turned and ran to Hotch’s room, locking the door behind him.

‘… What happened?’ Hotch asked. ‘You were embarrassed… I could feel it.’

‘I just humiliated myself in front of four Councilwomen by almost tripping Master Eesa K’Tal.’ Reid snorted, and Hotch chuckled. ‘Are you still… y’know…?’

‘Yes…’

‘Uhg… Great... Well, I need to rest. Think you can finish?’

‘Think you can help?’

‘… What?!’

‘At the risk of sounding like Garcia… talk dirty to me…’

‘W-What?! NO!’

‘You’re blushing. I can feel it.’

‘Hotch!’

‘Spencer… touch yourself.’

‘Why?!’

‘I want to hear you moan…’

‘Aaron! No! I need to rest!’

‘You can rest after.’

‘This is NOT… it… just… aargh!’

‘Are you getting hard?’

‘No. No I’m not.’

Slowly Hotch grinned, and then focused on sending a wave of lust to his lover.

‘AH!!! AARON!!!’

‘Come on, Spencer… Don’t make me do it again…’

‘You’re acting like a Hutt drooling over a Twi’Lek dancer!!!’

‘Spencer… I’m trying to get off, please don’t make me think of Hutts right now… I’d much rather think of you… naked… hard…’

‘HOTCH!’

‘… Writhing beneath me… Moaning my name…’

‘AARON!’

‘… That works too… screaming my name as you cum…’ Hotch grinned at the whimper. ‘Please Spencer… need you…’

Reid sighed, shrugging off his robe and sitting on the edge of the bed, pulling off his boots.

‘Well?’

Smiling and shaking his head, he removed his belt, trousers and tunic, and slid under the blankets, nestling down and closing his eyes. It wasn’t until then that his exhaustion really caught up with him.

‘What do you want me to say?’ He asked with a small smile. ‘That I find you arousing… it makes my blood race when you pin me down with the weight of your body? That I’m lying naked in your bed, savoring your scent?’ The response Reid got from his lover was a groan, and a rush of ecstasy. ‘… Can I go to sleep now?’

‘… nnnh… y-yeah… Yeah, I’m good.’ Hotch sighed, basking in the post-orgasmic bliss. Reid giggled to himself, shaking his head and burrowing down into the covers.

‘I love you…’

‘Love you too, baby…’ Hotch sighed, and the two Jedi slipped into sleep, Reid slowly twirling his Padawan braid around his finger.

Force Storm – A tornado of energy created by great disturbances in the Force. Dark Side Adepts have demonstrated limited control over the creation of these storms. Light-side practitioners can also band together to create one of these storms.
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