Suits and silk ties

Bergamot and spices, something about that smell was distinctly Hotch. Spencer span around and was faced with the stoic face and the deep chocolate eyes of his supervisor. Hotch had surveyed Spencer as he came out of the bathroom, his head was tipped back with a smile playing across his lips. Hotch's eyes drank in the sight of the man in front of him who was gently groaning, his eyes strayed to Spencer's towel covered erection and he felt himself stiffen. Spencer's face turned beetroot red as he felt Hotch's eyes all over his skin. "Hotch I" Spencer began but was cut off by a pair of soft lips pressing insistently against his own. "Aaron" Hotch groaned against his lips "Call me Aaron". 

Reid's towel had slipped to the floor and his hands were pulling Aaron's towel away. Aaron broke the kiss and Spencer whimpered for the loss of contact, soft kisses were placed down his neck and chest leaving him shivering with pleasure. Finally Aaron reached his goal and took Spencer's hard cock into his mouth, sucking and licking the head before pumping the base of his shaft with his hand. "Oh god, like that yes oh Aaron" Spencer moaned, leaning back onto the bed and grasping the bedclothes panting furiously. Aaron took Spencer's cock as deep into his throat as he could and slipped one finger into his subordinates waiting rear. Spencer yelped as Aaron's fingers stroked his prostate, feeling the pressure build between the pulsing suction on his cock and the delicious friction of his boss's finger Spencer cried out as his orgasm washed over him. Licking his lips Hotch let Reid's spent member slip from his mouth. 

They kissed again this time it was different, deeper and sweeter not filled with need. "Fuck... That was amazing" Spencer sighed breathlessly. Hotch smiled gently and pulled him under the covers.