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Emily's Hero	By : tbird1965 Category: 1 through F > Criminal Minds Views: 4804 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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After almost being raped, Emily needs someone to comfort her and erase all the horrible images from her mind. Is Aaron up for the challenge?
Aaron rolled off Emily and onto his back. He wiped his eyes. "I'm so sorry, Emily. I didn't mean to break down like that." he sighed deeply. "I'm supposed to be comforting you. It just the thought of losing you." his voice broke as he tried to stifle another sob. "I couldn't bear it if something happened to you, if I lost you."
Emily rolled over on her side and put her head on Aaron's chest. "You have been comforting me, Aaron. I don't know what I would have done without you." she stroked his stomach. "I think it's okay, if we comfort each other."
Aaron squeezed her tightly and kissed the top of her head.
"You're pretty amazing Agent Prentiss." he said, she could tell by his voice he was smiling.
"You're not half bad yourself, Agent Hotchner." She lightly ran her fingertips down his side. She giggled at his involuntary flinch, when she reached his ribcage. Sitting up, she stared at him, a broad smile on her face. "Hotch? Are you ticklish?" She wiggled her fingers again and laughed as he "giggled" and tried to squirm away.
"Of course I'm not ticklish." he said brusquely, "I'm an FBI Agent. FBI Agent's aren't ticklish."
Emily quickly proved him to be a liar as she wiggled her fingers against his skin, causing him to squirm and laugh uncontrollably. "Stop, stop" he panted, between laughs. He grabbed her arms and flipped her over onto her back, holding her down lightly.
"I got you now." he whispered. He gazed at her body, looking her up and down. Staring at her belly button, he let go of her wrists. Reaching out he grabbed one of the glasses of Jack Daniels. Holding it above her stomach, he poured a little into her belly button and quickly licked it out. He repeated the action.
"What are you doing?" she asked, laughing a little.
"Playing" he said, shrugging his shoulders and licking more Jack Daniels out of her belly button.
"Well hang on a minute" she said jumping off the bed and prancing to the bathroom. She leaned around the door and tossed a giant bath towel to him. "Don't get the bed all wet."
"Good idea" he said, jumping up and spreading the bath towel over the sheets. Emily grabbed the bucket of ice and the Jack Daniels. Sitting crossed legged on the bed, she fixed them each another drink.
"Thank you Ma'am." he said as he accepting his drink. He took a large drink and hissed. "Damn, that's good."
Emily giggled.
"What?" he asked staring at her.
"Nothing." she said, smiling.
Emily stared at Special Agent Aaron Hotchner. He was naked and his normally perfect hair was mussed and sticking up all over his head. He looked boyish and adorable. Emily could not believe that the absolutely worst day of her entire life had suddenly become the absolute best.
Never in her wildest dreams could she have imagined a day when a naked Aaron Hotchner would lick Jack Daniels from her belly button. She had always found Hotch undeniably sexy, but she never imagined that underneath his stoic demeanor he could be so much fun. He was pushing away every horrible memory of the day and replacing them with wonderful memories that she would want to relive, over and over again, for the rest of her life.
Taking the glass from his hand, she pointed to the center of the towel. "Lay down." she ordered. Aaron obediently arranged himself in the center of the towel. Emily smiled wickedly at him as she took a big drink from her glass. Holding the liquid in her mouth, she plunged down on Aaron's cock, swirling her tongue and swallowing quickly. Cold Jack Daniels, dripped out of her mouth and ran down the sides of his hips.
"Ohhhhhhh" Aaron cried loudly. She did it again and his hips bucked. Taking an ice cube between her teeth, she took his cock in her mouth and swirled the ice cube around his tip and shaft until it had melted. Aaron eyes were squeezed tightly closed and he was moaning. Emily continued to pour whiskey and suck and lick Aaron's cock. She caressed his balls, and gently nibbled the tip. She could feel his balls tighten and his hips begin buck, just as he was about to come, she took her lips off him and squeezed tightly at the base of his penis, cutting off his orgasm.
His eyes flew open and he groaned.
Emily smiled at him and got up on her hands and knees.
Looking over her shoulder, she wiggled her ass.
"Oh my God." Aaron moaned. He got quickly to his knees and positioned himself behind her. She wiggled her ass again and he plunged into her as far as he could. "Oh my God, Emily" he moaned again.
"Pull my hair and fuck me hard, Agent Hotchner." she moaned.
He plunged his hands into her long brown hair and grabbed two handfuls. Tugging lightly, he begin to thrust in and out, his balls slapping against her ass. He realized he was moaning and growling deep in his throat, but he couldn't stop himself, he had never felt anything so incredible before in his life. As he plunged in and out, Emily met him thrust for thrust. When he could feel his orgasm coming on him, he pulled his dick out of her and stroked it with his hand. He watched as come shot out onto her back and her ass.
He collapsed onto the bed, panting.
Emily stood up and stretched.
"Erme uo ohing" Aaron mumbled, his face buried into the bed.
"Excuse me?" Emily asked giggling.
"Where are you going?" Hotch repeated, lifting his face up out of the bed.
"I have to pee."
"Oh." he said and let his face fall back into the bed. He turned his head and watched her walk to the bathroom. He smiled. Her earlier clinginess had frightened him a little and he was relieved to see that she was okay with going to the bathroom by herself.
When she came back and sat down on the bed, he rolled over and stood up. "Now where are you going?" she asked.
"I have to pee too." he said walking to the bathroom.
When he was finished, he glanced up in the mirror. 'Oh my God.' he thought. His hair was sticking up in spikes all over the place.
Smiling, he called loudly "Agent Prentiss! I need to see you in my office. Now!"
Emily laughed when she heard "The Boss'" voice call from the bathroom. 'He must have seen his hair' she thought. Tip toeing to the bathroom, she peeked around the door frame. "Is there a problem, Sir?" she asked.
"I'd say there's a problem." he said, pointing at his hair. "How could you let me walk around like this?" he demanded.
"Well. Sir." Emily said, trying not to giggle, "You weren't really walking around, you were more like, lying around. And I thought it looked, cute. Sir."
"Cute." he harrumphed at his image in the mirror. He walked to the shower and started turning on the water. Holding his hand out, he said. "Come on Agent, I expect you to help me rectify this situation."
Laughing they climbed into the shower together.
"How do you do that?" she asked.
"Do what?"
"Turn that voice on and off? It's kind of scary really."
Aaron laughed, "Years and years of practice."
Climbing into the shower together, they carefully washed each others hair.
Turning her around, Aaron wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her until he back was resting against his front. Taking the soap he worked up a lather, he set it aside and begin to gently rub her breasts. He ran his palms over her hardened nipples. He gently cupped them in his hands. Bending down, he traced his tongue along her neck. Emily was moaning and pressing back against him. Aaron ran one soapy hand down Emily's body and between her legs. He gently rubbed her clit with one finger, while his other hand continued to stroke her breasts. As he worked his finger on her clit, Emily begin to moan softly and her legs begin to shake. Holding her tightly, he continued to work his magic between her legs. He lightly nibbled on her neck. Emily stretched her arms up over her head and wrapped them around Aaron's neck. Aaron increased his speed and his pressure on her clit.
"Oh" Emily said softly. Her stomach muscles began to twitch. As he continued to rub, Emily's whole body began to spasm with her orgasm. Aaron held her tightly as she came, he slowed his rubbing and helped her to ride out the waves of pleasure. Every muscle in her body was tensed for a moment and then went loose. He held her around the waist tightly, supporting her shaking weight. She turned around and wrapped her arms around his neck, molding herself into his body.
"That felt amazing." she mumbled.
They exited the shower and begin to dry each other off. They laughed and joked as they brushed and dried each other's hair.
Returning to the bedroom, they lay on the bed. Emily yawned loudly. "Excuse me." she said.
"You tired?" Aaron asked.
She nodded.
"Me too." he reached over and clicked off the light, wrapping his arms around her, they drifted off to sleep.
Emily woke in the morning. She smiled, Hotch's arms were still wrapped around her and his morning erection was pressing against her ass. Smiling to herself, she reached down between her legs. Oh yes, she was wet and ready to go. Gently removing his arms from around her, she turned and accessed the situation. She lay on her back and placed both legs over Aaron's side. Wiggling forward she pressed her opening against his cock, sliding him inside of her. Still sleeping, he unconsciously begin to thrust his hips back and forth. She spread her legs and begin to rub her clit, moaning softly.
Agent Prentiss slowly approached him from the back of the jet. Leaning down she whispered. Fuck me Aaron. I need you to fuck me now. She ripped her business shirt open, revealing a black lace bra. Aaron pushed up her skirt and pulled her down on his cock. Glancing around, he saw that all the other member of his team where frozen and motionless. Moaning he thrust his cock in and out of Agent Prentiss.
Aaron moaned in his sleep, he was on that edge between sleeping and dreaming. His dream felt so real. He could feel Emily's pussy wrapped around his cock. Opening his eyes, he saw Emily working herself with his cock and her fingers.
He became aware that he was unconsciously thrusting in and out of her. Moaning loudly, he begin to move his hips and to fuck her harder. He watched as she worked her clit with her fingers.
She opened her eyes and looked at him, licking her lips she murmured "Good morning, Aaron."
When she begin to masturbate herself harder and moan, Aaron increased his thrusts, he was so ready to come. Emily moaned and ground against him as she came. As she tightened around him, Aaron moaned loudly and shot come inside of her. Spent and satisfied, they lay there, panting, for a moment.
"I'm hungry" Aaron stated.
"Me too." Emily agreed.
"You know what we should do, Em?"
"Invite everybody to our room for a pajama breakfast party?" she asked, smiling hopefully.
"Hey. That's a great idea." he laughed, glad that she had suggested talking to the team. He knew they were worried about her and needed to see for themselves that she was okay.
Aaron jumped out of bed and pulled on a pair of gym shorts and a Harvard t-shirt. Emily rummaged in her bag and pulled on flannel sleep pants and a white tank top.
"What time is it?" he asked.
"8:45" She said, glancing at her cell phone.
"Perfect. Who should we wake up first?"
Pointing to a door in the room, Emily giggled. "Reid. He's in the connecting room."
Aaron smiled wickedly. He pulled open the door and pounded on the connecting door with his fist. "Reid!" he yelled loudly. "Reid! It's Hotch. Get up now!"
Emily stifled laughter as she heard bare feet pound in the room next door, and a very disheveled Dr. Spencer Reid yanked open the door. He was wearing a grey t-shirt and Superman Pajama pants. "What?" He gasped.
Hotch arranged his features in a crazy, demented look. "We're having breakfast. Wanna join us?" he growled.
Reid stared at him. Shock, horror and confusion crossed his face. He glanced frantically past Hotch, and locked eyes with Emily.
"Oh Reid." she laughed. "Is he scaring you?"
"Yes," Reid whined, sounding like a little boy. He quickly ducked past Hotch and ran to Emily's side. He hugged her tightly. "Make him stop."
"Superman, Reid? Really?" Hotch laughed.
"He has X-ray vision and can fly." Reid explained, still a little frightened by the normally stoic man's strange behavior.
Hotch rubbed his hands together in an evil gesture. "Okay, who do we wake up next? No. Wait. I should order breakfast first."
He flopped down on the bed and grabbed the room service menu. Locating the number he dialed Room Service.
"Good morning." he said cheerfully in the phone. "I'm Agent David Rossi and I'm registered to room 2406. I'd like to order breakfast for five? No. You should have my personal credit card number on record. Mother's maiden name? Amato. Yes, that's it. Okay. I'd like Scrambled Eggs, Turkey bacon, Sausage Gravy and Biscuits. Hash browns. And Champagne. We definitely need Champagne. Dom Perignon is $200.00 a bottle? How much is Moet Brut? $80.00? I need five bottles.
Of course, Orange Juice and Coffee. Are we celebrating something? Why yes we are, a Bar Mitzvah."
Aaron looked at Reid and Emily, who were struggling not to laugh and winked.
"The boy's name? Derek Morgan. No, two E's, one R, one K.
Oh you can? A sign. Yes. Send that with the meal. So how much does that come to? $800.00? Perfect. 30 minutes? And you'll send the drinks immediately? Send it all to Room 2409. Wonderful. Yes. Mazeltov."
Hotch hung up the phone and smiled at his two agents. "I didn't know Derek was Jewish." he said. "Okay. Let's get the rest of them here.
Reid stood up, "I'll go get Morgan." he said, heading towards the door.
"Toss me my cell phone, Aaron." Emily said. "I'll call JJ. Her and Rossi are in her room anyway."
"They are!" Aaron looked shocked.
"Aaron?" she looked at him. "You didn't know?"
He shook his head.
Emily laughed. "They've only been sleeping together for two months. You really had no idea? Aaron." she said, shaking her head and tsk, tsking him.
Aaron watched as Emily dialed her cell phone. "JJ" she said. "Yes, I'm fine. Better then fine. Aaron took great care of me." she paused and smiled. "I'll have to tell you later, he's sitting right here." she giggled. "Come to my room, you and Dave. In your jammies. We're having a breakfast pajama party. Great. See you two in bit."
Emily smiled as Reid and Morgan walked into the room. Morgan was wearing gym shorts and a tank top. He went straight to Emily and hugged her tightly. She whispered in his ear and he nodded. When he released her, Aaron saw him wipe his face quickly.
The hotel room door opened and Dave Rossi called out "Look what we found in the hall!" he entered the room pushing a cart filled with Champagne bottles, pitchers of Orange juice, iced Tea and carafes of coffee. JJ rushed passed him and hugged Emily. "You'll have to tell me everything." she said glancing at Hotch.
Aaron smiled and blushed crimson.
Dave looking much younger and rumpled in striped pajama pants and blue t-shirt. He kissed Emily gently on the cheek. "Proud of you, kid." he mumbled.
"Nice nightgown Jayj" Morgan said, wiggling his eyebrows. JJ was dressed in a pink satin nightgown with a matching Robe. Dave wrapped his arms possessively around her waist.
"Well. We're all here." Hotch said, clapping his hands, "Let's crack open some Champagne."
"No we're not." Emily said, "We need Garcia."
"Oh right. Reid grab my laptop and start setting it up for a video connection. Derek get her on the phone." Aaron instructed. He sat down next to Derek. "Put her on speaker phone. Let me do the talking." he said, laughing.
Garcia answered the phone sleepily. "Hey gorgeous."
"Hey beautiful." Aaron said.
"Is this my Chocolate God of Thunder?" Garcia asked confused.
"Well I'd like to be your God of Thunder, but think more Vanilla." Aaron was trying hard not to laugh.
"Hotch?" she asked, her voice sounded shocked and confused.
"The one and only." Aaron purred, his voice sultry. "I'm naked. What are you wearing?"
"Sir?" Garcia said, sounding a little scared.
The team burst out laughing. "Just kidding Garcia. We're all here have a breakfast pajama party and we want you with us, on the…." his mind went blank, "you know, screen link thingy."
"Are you drunk Sir?" Garcia asked.
"Not yet Garcia. Because no one has opened the Champagne yet." he shouted.
"Oh! You have Champagne?" Garcia whined. "Wait, I think I have a bottle in the fridge. Is your lap top up and ready?" she asked.
'Yep."
"Okay. I'll buzz when I'm ready."
While they waited for Garcia and the food. Rossi and Reid opened Champagne and passed glasses around. No one said anything when Aaron kissed Emily tenderly on the lips when she handed him his glass. When they heard the buzzing, they brought up Garcia's image on the lap top. She was sitting on her bed, a glass of Champagne in one hand and a poptart in the other.
"Hey Everybody, Emily." She said smiling broadly.
"Hey Garcie" Emily said, waving.
There was a knock on the door and Morgan went to answer it. A bellboy entered, pushing a cart piled with food. "I need a David Rossi, please." he asked.
"Me?" Rossi looked confused.
"Yes sir. If you could just sign here." Aaron backed up and hid behind Emily.
Rossi took the bill from the bellboy's hand. "$800.00? Is that all?" He signed the bill with flourish, adding $200,00 as a tip.
"Thank you, Sir." the bellboy said bowing.
Rossi grabbed a biscuit from a basket. He tossed it up and down. "Where is he?" he growled. Locating Hotch, he hurled the biscuit at his head. "You're an asshole, Hotchner." he yelled, laughter in his voice.
"So what are we celebrating." Garcia asked.
"Derek's Bar Mitzvah. Today he become's a man." Aaron said solemnly.
The team looked confused for a moment. One by one they raised their glasses. Laughing, they all yelled "Mazeltov"
“I'm already a man.” Derek mumbled before drinking from his glass.
As everyone sipped their drinks, Emily cleared her throat. "In all seriousness, you guys. I don't want to talk about what happened yesterday. I just want to forget it. But I do want to thank you all for being the best team and the best friends a girl could have. Especially you Aaron. I couldn't have done this without you."
The team all "Ahhhh'd" as she wrapped her arms around Aaron's neck and kissed him.
He smiled. "Just call me Dr. Love" he said in an uncanny Gene Simmons impersonation. "Come on everyone. Dig in before the food gets cold and Rossi's $800.00 is wasted."
THE END
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