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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 18

The black SUV came to a screeching halt at the main entrance of the Bellagio, and SSA’s Aaron Hotchner and Spencer Reid scrambled out and jogged into the hotel.

“Where is he?” Hotch demanded as Morgan strode up to meet them.

“In the Spa.” Morgan said. “In one of the couples’ suites. They’re trying to talk him into letting a phone in.”

“Who’s the perp, who’s the hostage.”

“Here.” JJ panted, skidding to a stop and handing the files over. Reid took one, Hotch the other.

“Van Furse, forty seven.” Hotch read. “Born and raised in Lubbock, TX, went to school in Massachusetts and got a certificate in hotel management and worked at several hotels, working his way closer and closer to Vegas. Five years ago he was hired on at the Bellagio as an assistant manager of housekeeping. He worked his way to assistant front desk manager and finally assistant manager of the spa. A month ago he was fired for… Inappropriate Conduct.”

“I’ve got Jaime Garcia.” Reid said. “Thirty two years, born in Mexico City, became a US Citizen seven years ago not long after completing a degree in Hotel Management. He was brought into a small hotel here in Vegas by his Aunt and has been steadily climbing the ladder since. Came to the Bellagio two years ago as the assistant spa manager and was just promoted… to Spa Manager.”

“That’s it.” Emily said, nodding. “I talked to the Manager of the Bellagio… apparently, when Garcia was promoted over Furse, Furse lost it. Insisted that he was the surperior candidate, but that… a “filthy wetback” was hired over him because of Affirmitive Action and that the uh… “spic” must have been willing to work for less… And he basically just piled on every racial slur he could think of, shouting them at the top of his lungs in front of patrons of the hotel and casino… You name it, he said it… Beaner, Spanglish, coconut, Fence Fairy, um… chili shitter…”

“What?” Reid blinked, making a face.

“Dry waller, Nacho, hot footer, Border Bunny, pollo, um, Rico Suave,” Emily, JJ and Morgan rolled their eyes, Reid just looked confused, and Hotch finally said “Alright, we get the point.”

“… Who is Rico Su—“

“Reid, please.” Hotch interrupted, holding up a hand to stop Reid. “Not important. We need to get in communication with him and get the hostage out.”

“Who should talk to him?” Emily asked, striding beside Hotch on one side, Morgan on the other. Reid and JJ followed.

“Someone like him.” Hotch said. “Obviously, he doesn’t like minorities.”

“He needs to talk to a Caucasian male who has done well for himself at his age. Someone who is in a position he feels HE should be in, who validates him on that thought.” Morgan said as the elevator doors opened. “It needs to be Rossi, or Hotch.”

“Well.” Everyone looked up when Rossi appeared in the elevator that had just opened, and they stepped on to join him. “We got him to accept a phone, but apparently I pissed him off in the process. So it’s gonna have to be Hotch.” And he gave Hotch a smug, lopsided grin and a chuckle when Hotch fixed an annoyed look on him, pressing the button for the correct floor.

Behind him, he heard a giggle.

“Shut up, Reid.” He snapped, and the team broke into laughter as the doors closed. “You’re all fired.”

The elevator began to carry them up, and Hotch got down to business. “Anything else I should know?”

“He’s… pretty determined to kill his hostage.” Rossi sighed. “I’m going to be honest, Hotch. I don’t know if we can save this one. This is a killer with a personal vendetta, AND what he feels is a political cause.”

“It’s an issue that is being heard of more and more.” Reid announced. “A couple of years ago, a lawsuit was brought against the University of Texas over their policies of accepting students. They automatically accept students who were in the top 8% of their graduating high school class, and those students make up about 75% of the student body, but for the other 25% they start looking at other factors, like race. Basically, a young white woman filed a lawsuit when she was rejected, she felt, because she was not a racial minority. Basically, what she is saying is that considering race in any way when deciding on candidates for acceptance violates the 14^th Amendment. Fisher vs. UT has gone all the way to the Supreme Court, now. Many believe that Affirmitve Action has backfired in that more qualified candidates for jobs, education and what now, are turned down for racial minorities because they don’t want to look like they’re discriminating based on race and only choosing white candidates. So it’s a bit of a catch-22. If they take the best candidates and they all happen to be white, they can be accused of racism. So to avoid that, they have to turn down better candidates for racial minorities.”

“Now YOU sound racist!” Morgan said, grinning when Reid suddenly looked mortified. “Who says all the BEST candidates are WHITE?!”

“No!” He cried. “That’s not what I’m saying! Just, statistically, Caucasians make up the majority of—“

“Reid. Calm down, I’m teasing you.” Morgan laughed, ruffling Reid’s hair.

Then Hotch leaned over and whispered into Reid’s ear, “You think Werewolves would make up more racial diversity of we started writing that as our race under ‘Other’?”

“SHHH!” Reid hissed, elbowing Hotch and grinning as he fought back a laugh. Hotch was unable to hide his own grin and the team looked at them, curiously. A moment later, the elevator stopped and the door opened onto a hostage negotiation command center, with SWAT present and ready to go.

“I’m assuming there are no windows in that couples’ suite?” Hotch asked, striding over.

“Nope.” Rossi confirmed. “No way a sniper can get a bead on him without him getting a bead on the sniper.”

“Great.” Hotch snorted, scowling. “Where’s the phone?”

“Here, sir.” Said one of the LEO’s. Reid blinked and sniffed the air, then turned. James and Evan were in the corner, talking quietly. Reid glanced at Hotch, then walked over to the pair. They stopped talking and looked up.

“… Is… something wrong?” Reid asked, pausing several feet away. The pair glanced at each other, and then James sighed and jerked his head, indicating that Reid should follow them. Reid glanced back at the team again, then followed the pair down a hall and into an empty couples’ suite. Evan closed the door, and the two wolves faced the young omega.

“… There’s a strange wolf in Vegas.” He said. “And he’s been looking for you.”

“Me?”

“He came to the compound last night and called us out for a meeting. Several of us went. And he said he had come here looking for you. We didn’t tell him where you were, but…”

“Did you get a name?” Reid asked.

“No. He was a black wolf, and he said he was looking for you because you had… wronged his sister.”

Reid blinked, then frowned and chews his lower lip. “… He must mean Noriko. And if so… he’s come to kill me.”

“Why?” James asked.

“Noriko is an Alpha Female back home… she… wants Hotch as her mate.”

“And you’re in her way.” Evan concluded.

“Yes. Right before we came here on this case, she made an ultimatum. Either I quit my job, leave town and never have contact with Hotch again… or she’ll kill me.”

“… Nice. That’s why I hate mega alpha bitches.” James snorted, pulling out his cell and walking out of the room.

“where’s he going?” Reid asked.

“My guess?” Evan answered. “Call our new alpha and get the pack to set up surveillance on you.”

“On me?”

“To keep an eye on you and watch for this wolf. Keep him away.”

“Oh… you don’t have to do that!”

“You’re part of our pack now, whether you like it or not.” Evan grinned. “You helped us, we help you.”

“That won’t be necessary, detective.” Reid smiled. “After all…. We have the UnSub only a few rooms away. With luck, we’ll be out of here tonight.”

“You’re being hunted, Agent. If he gets the opportunity, he’ll take it.”

“… being a wolf SUCKS!” Reid whined, and Evan just grinned and pat his shoulder, then left the room.

“Reid?” Reid looked up when JJ walked in. “Everything okay?” She asked.

Reid blinked, then gave her a smile. “Yeah.”

“… Spence… You know better than to try to lie to us.” And she closed the door behind her. “Something is going on. And I’m worried about you.” Reid stared at her, then sighed and plopped down on the edge of one of the massage tables, his shoulders slumping.

“… I’m sorry, JJ. But… I can’t tell you.” Her eyes widened and she quickly moved to his side, sitting beside him and laying a tentative hand on his. Reid smiled and curled his fingers around hers. “You’re my family, Jayje. You and the team…” She smiled.

“You’re our family too, Reid.” She said. “And we KNOW something is going on, and we’re upset that you won’t tell us.” Reid sighed and nodded, then took a deep breath.

“JJ… can’t.” Reid finally said. “If I tell you anything… people’s lives could be in danger.” JJ’s eyes widened.

“Oh my God. Reid, are you in trouble?”

“Yeah. Hotch knows. And… he’s helping me.” Reid admitted. “But… I can’t tell anyone else. And I have to ask you to respect that.”

“Reid…”

“JJ… please.”

“I just… want to protect my family.” JJ said softly.

“I know. I’m sorry.” Reid said, then stood and headed for the door.

“Why won’t you tell us?” Emily asked, opening the door.

“Were you listening in?!” Reid cried, now looking irritated.

“Reid. You’ve admitted that you’re in trouble! Please tell us!”

“NO!” Reid shouted, now angry. “Dammit! I’m already fighting Morgan off, I don’t want to be fighting with you two as well! Why can’t you just accept that I HAVE help and that’s it! All of you!”

But before anyone could answer, they heard gunshots.

The three bolted from the room and ran to the command center… And Hotch wasn’t there.

“Hotch!?” Reid cried, his heart suddenly in his throat.

“I NEED A MEDIC!!!” They heard Hotch shout, and the team bolted down the ahll and around the corner.

Hotch was on his knees, pressing his hands to a wound on Jaime Garcia’s stomach. “Jaime, look at me. Come on, you need to keep your eyes open.”

Van was on the floor several feet away, his eyes wide and staring at the gun that was on the floor seven feet to his left. Reid grabbed it and handed it off to Emily, then dropped to his knees and ripped the man’s shirt open. There were two bullet wounds.

“Morgan, help me.” He blurted, pressing his hands to one of the wounds, and Morgan knelt and pressed his hands to the other

“D-Don’t… touch me…” Van gurgled, glaring at Morgan.

“Would you rather die?” Reid asked, and Van looked at Reid. “Just hold still, sir. Ambulance is on the way.” And then EMT’s rushed in.

“Here!” Hotch called, and they hurried over.

“No!” Van roared, thrashing on the floor. “You help ME first, not that dirty Mex—“

“HEY!” Morgan snapped. “You’re the one who has killed over a dozen men. If you don’t calm down and hold still, you’ll join them.”

“Get off of me you dirty little porch monkey!”

Morgan’s eyes darkened.

“Go.” Reid said, glancing at Morgan. “I’ve got it.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah. Go ahead and help with the victim.”

“HE’S the victim!?” Van howled.

“GO.” Reid commanded. Morgan blinked at him, surprised, but then nodded and moved away. Reid moved one hand to cover the wound that Morgan had just abandoned. This hand him hanging over the man, staring him in the eyes.

“And you…” Reid hissed. “You calm down and shut up. You brought this on yourself. And if you keep it up, I may just leave you here to bleed to death.”

“You wouldn’t dare.”

“Wouldn’t I?” Reid asked. “You killed over a dozen men because you didn’t get a promotion. Men with families…”

“They’re not men.”

“More than YOU are… now shut up and hold still…” And Reid allowed his eyes to turn gold, and his teeth to sharpen. “Or I might kill you myself…” He growled, a bestial rumble coming from in his chest. Van froze, eyes wide, and his mouth opened and closed several times.

“We have it sir!” Called an EMT, a second team arriving on the scene. Reid moved back and allowed them to converge on Van and begin working on his wounds.

He looked down at his hands, and felt a strange swell of satisfaction at the sight of the blood…

Reid stepped out of the shower and gasped, startled. Hotch was standing there, offering him a towel. Reid blinked, then blushed and slowly reached out to accept it. He shivered when he felt another draped around his shoulders and firm hands helping to rub him dry.

“There’s something I have to tell you.” Reid said.

“What is it?”

“… James and Evan said that a strange wolf is here in town looking for me because I… wronged his sister. They have the Bellagio surrounded by the pack to… protect me from this wolf.”

“Noriko…”

“She has brothers?”

“Yes. Two.” Hotch confirmed.

“And… the team is still trying to get me to tell them what’s going on.”

“I’ll deal with that.”

“Aaron… what do we do when we go home?”

“You’re coming home with me. And… we need to mate.”

“Will that stop her?”

“If I’ve mated you, it’s done.”

“But… if a wolf loses his chosen lifemate… will he take another.”

“… Sometimes. But I would never take her. Not if she were the last wolf on this world.”

“Really?”

“I liked Noriko. But I’m not attracted to her. I never was. Now… I will not tolerate her presence. And when I reveal her treachery, she will have to leave.”

“What? But… she… she’s in school!”

“She can transfer.” Hotch growled. “The pack won’t tolerate what she has done.”

“The pack has helped her.”

“They will all be dealt with.”

“Aaron… I don’t want anyone to die.”

“No one will die unless they force our hand, Spencer.”

“I… I never wanted things to come to this.”

“Neither did I. But we didn’t make it so… she did. And we will respond however we need to.” Hotch told the young man, gently toweling his hair dry.

“… Aaron… I… did something…”

“Hm?”

“Van… I… did a partial change. I… showed him the wolf eyes and… bared my teeth.”

“You did WHAT?!” Hotch blurted.

“I… he was saying things to Morgan and about Jaime Garcia and treating them like they were less than human and I just got so angry and I—“

“Spencer…” Hotch sighed, grabbing Reid’s pajamas from the counter and tenderly drawing the shirt down over his head, and guiding his hands through the sleeves, much like he would when dressing Jack. “I’m not giving you an excuse, because what you did was reckless and stupid… but you HAVE been under a lot of stress… learning to be one of us… dealing with… budding feelings…” And Reid smiled at the coy look Hotch had given him. “The pack back home, Noriko’s attitude and threats, and then the pack here… you’re under a lot of pressure…”

Reid nodded.

“Come on.” Hotch said, taking Reid’s hands and drawing him from the bathroom.

“Um… Hotch? My pants?” Reid asked, looking back over his shoulder at the pajama pants left on the counter.

“Your shirt is fine.” Hotch said with a grin, eyeing how the long t-shirt fell to Reid’s mid thighs. Reid squeaked and tried to move his hands to grip the shirt and tug it as low as possible, but Hotch wouldn’t let go of his wrists. He turned them around and guided Reid to sit back on the bed, and then knelt before him, kissing his knuckles.

“… I love you.” Reid whispered, and Hotch looked up at him.

“You need to relax.” Hotch murmured back, releasing Reis’s hands and resting his own palms on the young man’s knees. “I won’t let anything happen to you…” And he smiled up at Reid, who returned the smile. Then, his eyes slowly fell to take in the sight of Reid’s thighs. Immediately, he began salivating, and before he could stop it, he was releasing his pheromones and sliding his hands up the smooth creamy skin, pushing Reid’s shirt up higher to reveal more and more until he was relishing the sight of it all…

Reid’s eyes fluttered as the scent touched him, and he slowly spread his legs and fell back onto the bed, gasping as he felt the soft kisses on his inner thighs as fingers slid higher, completely exposing him to the alpha wolf…

“Aaron…” Reid mewled, and this time, putting off pheromones was completely intentional… A moment later, Hotch snarled and Reid let out a soft yelp as keen teeth sunk into the tender flesh of his thighs, littering them with bite marks and hickeys, but never breaking skin. And as Hotch did that with his mouth, his hands rubbed and massaged Reid’s lower abdomen, just above and around his growing erection.

“Oh God, Aaron, please…” Reid begged, writhing and shifting his hips in his frustration at being touched EVERYWHERE down there except for where he REALLY wanted to be touched. Hotch just smiled, then wrapped his hands around Reid’s prominent hips and slowly drew his tongue up the underside of the youth’s erection.

“AAAAAH!!!” Reid cried, arching his back and lifting his hips. He shivered as Hotch chuckled, and then skimmed his teeth… sharp, lupine teeth, over the sensitive skin of his penis. “Aaron… Oh God, yes…” Reid gasped, and his trembling hands fell to rest on the man’s black hair. “Aaron?”

“Hm?”

“Please… take me…” Reid begged. And Hotch moved back. There was a pause, and then Reid felt the alpha’s breath on his cheek, right before a gentle kiss was pressed to his lips.

“… No.”

“… W-What?” Reid gasped, turning and fixing a look of shock and heartbreak on the elder male. Hotch just smiled, running his fingers through damp hair.

“We can’t do this in a hotel, Reid…” He chuckled. “Two things… when werewolves mate, they do it in their own territory. No exceptions… it’s… symbolic for us. And second...” He bowed his head and nuzzled Reid’s neck then whispered into his ear, “werewolves are NOT quiet in mating…” And then he sunk his teeth into Reid’s neck, just below his ear, and began to lick and suck on the skin, making the pup shiver and moan.

Hotch chuckled as the young man squirmed beneath him, and so he wrapped his arms around the younger wolf and held him close to his own body. Then he felt fingers fumbling at his belt, and the button of his pants…

“Heh… the pup wants to play, hm?” He asked, and Reid just kissed him. Hotch shimmied out of his pants and boxers while Reid worked on the buttons of his shirt, and soon enough the two wolves were moaning and sighing softly as their naked bodies entwined and they snuffled over one another’s bare skin, inhaling the scent of the other and savoring it. And then Hotch thrust his thigh between Reid’s legs, taking Reid’s thigh between his own, pressing their erections into one another’s body. And then he began to grind against his lover, and after a cry of surprised delight, Reid followed his example.

“You like that?” Hotch asked, his voice rough and husky.

“Yes!” Reid cried as Hotch rolled them so that he was hanging over the younger man, pinning him down with the weight of his body. He took Reid’s wrists in his hands and pinned them down to the bed beside his head, and Reid groaned at the pulse of heat that spread through him at the show of dominance.

“Just wait…” Hotch rumbled. “When I mate you… it will be beyond anything you could have ever imagined… I’ll hold you down and taste your skin and I’ll make you howl like the wolf you are as I go into you… deeper and deeper… I’ll have you as deep as I can go, and you’ll be panting like a bitch in heat, and by the time I lock you, you’ll have had all you can stand but still be begging for more… And when I’m done, trust me… that feeling of heat inside of you…” And he pressed a hand to Reid’s flat belly, “won’t be just your imagination…”

Reid let out a high pitched whine as each and every word went straight to his groin like a jolt of lightning. He was hyperventilating now, unable to vocalize what he wanted… But he didn’t need to… Hotch covered his mouth with his own and kissed him, sliding his tongue in and out of his mouth as he rutted against Reid’s body hard enough to leave bruises on them both, and then, he released the younger man’s mouth and slid down his body, dragging his nails down the white skin as he went, leaving angry red scratches in his wake, and then he moved between Reid’s legs and pressed their groins together. He spat into his hand and wrapped his fingers around both of their erections and began to stroke them.

Reid let out a keen at that, rolling his head from side before sliding a hand down his own chest and stomach to the base of his erection, spreading his fingers out and fitting the base of his shaft snuggly between his middle and ring finger. And then he pushed himself up on the elbow of his other arm and stared at the sight of his erect penis pressed flush against that of the alpha wolf. Hotch’s erection was impressive, and Reid shuddered in both fear and desire at the thought of having the man’s penis inside of him… it was much large than his own… longer, thicker, the ridge at the base of the head more pronounced and defined… God, it would feel amazing…

“Cum, Spencer…” Hotch commanded suddenly, and the young Omega’s eyes snapped up to the meet the burning gaze of the Alpha. Honey brown eyes widened as a wolf’s golden eyes stared back. And then came the low growl, and the barked order. “CUM!”

Reid never believed that someone could reach their orgasm simply by being commanded to, but for the second time, he did. The demand from the alpha had his inner omega all but purring in delight, and a moment later his vision whited out as the tension in his body snapped.

Hotch hovered over him and watched as Reid’s ejaculate spattered over the young man’s chest and stomach, and he curled his lip in satisfaction at his pup’s soft cry of bliss. Then he pumped his own erection, willing his release to come, and when it did, Reid gasped as he felt the warm, liquid pearls coat his chest and stomach, and splash over his face.

“… Sorry.” He heard the sheepish mumble a moment later, and then the warm weight that had been resting upon his legs disappeared. His mind moved in and out of focus, until he was brought back into awareness by a warm, damp washcloth gently wiping away the evidence of what they had done. And then strong hands gently moved him into the middle of the bed and drew the blankets up over him, tucking him in. And finally, there was a gentle kiss to his forehead.

“We can’t risk Morgan catching us sleeping in the same room, baby…” Came the soft whisper. “I’ll see you in the morning… I love you.” And then the door opened and closed, and Reid was left alone to slip peacefully into sleep, longing for powerful arms to hold him tight and never let go…
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