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Knights of the Old Republic: Episode II

Ahmose Inarus

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

SLASH WARNING!!! H/R

Chapter 24

PLANET: CORUSCANT

LOCATION: JEDI TEMPLE

TIME: AFTERNOON

Spencer and Aaron were both nervous as they went to meet with the Council. But it was not to the High Council Chamber that they were summoned to, but a larger meeting room. And when they arrived, they knew why. They weren’t just meeting with the High Council. They were to stand before all four of the Councils…

The High Council, the Council of First Knowledge, the Council of Reconciliation, and the Council of Reassignment. Reid felt sick when he saw the last of the four Councils there. The Council of Reassignment was in charge of overseeing all Jedi Initiates. Those who did not pass their Trials to become Padawans, or who were not to become Jedi, were assigned to the Service Corps. They also oversaw the Padawans who failed the Trials to become a Jedi… When Reid saw them there, he had to fight back the nauseating possibility that he may never be a Jedi Knight…

Hotch had to fight not to take his hand, and instead reached out to him through their Bond, trying to reassure him. But he too was very anxious. He had never faced all four of the Councils before, and he had a feeling that they all now knew that he and Spencer were… involved.

The pair stood side by side before the Four Councils, and the room grew silent. The Council Members regarded the pair before them. Reid kept his head down, penitently staring at the floor. While not penitent, Hotch kept his eyes lowered as well. Brazenly staring the Council down at this time would not help them.

For a long time things were silent, and Hotch felt Reid’s anxiety building more and more by the second. And finally, Kitata Ree sighed, and spoke.

“Where to begin?” He asked, leaning back in his seat and tapping a claw on the arm of the chair. “So much to discuss… and to decide. Erin?”

Strauss sat up in her chair. “Padawan.” She called, and Reid slowly raised his eyes and looked at her. “You returned to the Order. And for that we are glad. However, your conduct once returning was unacceptable. You were abusing a substance that is outlawed for a reason. You should have sought help immediately upon arrival. While I understand that you were grieving the loss of a friend and partner in Darth Dualath, that is not an excuse. This addiction, that you should have dealt with, led you to break the conditions of your probation. You were confined to the Temple. And you left it several times in order to procure more Nectar. Your use of the Nectar weakened you, and your ability to control yourself. And you injured five Jedi in your complete lack of control!” Reid winced, dropping his head and lowering his eyes in his intense shame.

“However…” Raahn Syr rumbled. “When it counted… you did come through with bravery and integrity. As a Jedi. Even at the risk of your own life. You chose death over the Dark Side.” Reid swallowed thickly.

“BUT!” Strauss continued suddenly, her voice hard. “The Council has also been made aware of another rule broken. And this one is a rule that was laid down for all Jedi. It is forbidden to enter into a relationship with another.” Reid tensed, and his heart leapt into his throat. His head snapped up, and he stared at her in shock. “And you have BOTH broken this fundamental code.” Hotch also raised his head to stare her in the eye, though he showed no fear. And no remorse.

“What say you?” Max Ryan demanded.

“If you’re looking for an apology, you’re not going to get it.” Hotch said immediately, and Reid gaped at him. “I’m not going to apologize for something that I do not feel sorry about. I don’t regret it. And I would do it again. A hundred times over.” And he took Reid’s hand and held on tightly. “I know that the Jedi forbid romantic relationships… But I don’t agree with this taboo. You don’t choose whether or not to love someone. You either do or you don’t. And for us, it happened. We didn’t choose this.”

“But you DID choose to act upon these feelings and allow them to flourish.” Master Tonnia pointed out, and Hotch looked at the Echani woman.

“We were true to ourselves. To our hearts and every instinct. And to the Force.”

“To the Force?” Bre Mong asked.

“I whole heartedly believe,” Hotch explained, “that our acting upon our feelings would not have resulted in the formation of our Bond, if this were not the will of the Force. Especially considering the fact that it weren’t for the Bond, none of us would be here in this room having this meeting right now. Not only did it save his life, but it brought him back from the Dark Side.”

“That’s true.” Reid said, softly. “If Aaron hadn’t freed me through the Bond… Darth Livion would still rule my every breath.” He shuffled closer and looked up. “I don’t regret this either. This Bond… this relationship I have… there were times when I was prepared to take my own life to escape the pain of the life I was living with the Sith. But the slightest hope that I could be reunited with the one I love was enough to keep me going… to keep me fighting. This love gave me strength I wouldn’t have had, otherwise.”

“I believe…” Tarash Virr spoke up, “That the reason we discourage these relationships is because they can lead to the Dark Side. Passion comes from a romantic relationship…”

“Spencer.” Raahn Syr said, and Reid looked at him. “I trust that you know the Sith Code?”

“I do, Master.” Reid nodded.

“Speak it now, for those of us who do NOT know it.”

Reid stared at the Master Shadow, then nodded.

“… Peace is a lie, there is only passion. Through passion, I gain strength. Through strength, I gain power. Through power, I gain victory. Through victory, my chains are broken... The Force shall free me.”

“Now the Jedi Code.” Raahn Syr commanded.

“There is no emotion, there is peace. There is no ignorance, there is knowledge. There is no passion, there is serenity. There is no chaos, there is harmony. There is no death, there is the Force. “

There were a few moments of silence, and then Raahn Syr said, “please give us your interpretation of these Codes, and how they apply to the Jedi, and to the Sith.”

Reid nodded and stood silent for a moment, pondering his words before speaking them.

“The Sith use emotion to drive them. Anger, passion… all of this to benefit only one person. Themself. The Jedi focus on everyone else. But… I think that… the Sith and Jedi code… There is one aspect that I disagree with in the Jedi Code, and agree with in the Sith Code.”

“Excuse me, Padawan?” Eesa K’Tal asked, sounding surprised.

“Explain, please.” Requested Master Payton Kai of the Council of First Knowledge.

“The Jedi Code states ‘there is no passion, there is serenity’. And the Sith Code says ‘through passion, I gain strength’.” Reid began.

“And?” Master Linnash asked.

“A Jedi should strive for serenity.” Reid said firmly. “With serenity, our minds are clear and we have control. But…”

“Yes?” Encouraged Eesa K’Tal. Reid sighed.

“Go ahead.” Hotch said. “Tell them. The Council must know what you believe.”

“We MUST have passion.” Reid blurted, and they could all hear the passion in his voice. He gave them a slight smile. “For life. For what we do. For the people and Republic that we protect, for the other Jedi we work with. For what we teach and what we believe! If all we have is serenity, then what are we but a bunch of robed fools wandering the universe and smiling at every tiny thing that we find beauty in?!” Eyebrows shot up at that, eyes watching as he began gesturing wildly, his being suddenly filled with the very passion that he now spoke of.

“If I may add something?” Hotch asked, suddenly.

“Speak.” Strauss nodded.

“A couple of years ago, Master Kitata Ree told me something.” Said Hotch, turning and bowing to the Grand Master. “I told him that I loved Spencer. He… understood that in a different way… And he spoke of how Masters love their Padawans. How the Council loves all of the Jedi that they both lead, and serve.” And he bowed to the Council as a whole. “And I said… that love is supposed to be forbidden to the Jedi.”

“I remember this.” Kitata Ree nodded.

“You told me that this was not true. That the Jedi serve the Republic, because they love it. The Jedi love the Order. They love their comrades. We are Jedi. And we fight and serve, protecting peace, order and justice. Because we believe in it. Because we LOVE it. And Master Kitata Ree said that the Dark Jedi love power. And control. He said that love is something that every sentient feels. It is not something that is possible to forbid. What we, as Jedi, must focus on, is to love the RIGHT THINGS. And for those things that we love most… we are passionate about.”

“Yes.” Reid agreed vehemently. “Denounce passion all you will… you all have it. WE all have it!” And he turned, thrusting a finger out, pointing. “Master K’Tal.” The Master Artisan blinked her dark eyes, startled. “Your passion is for the construction and art of using, Lightsabers. You teach it to younglings. And you have PASSION in your teachings. A serene and patient passion, yes… but you have it.”

He turned. “Master Kao. Your passion is in finding those Force Sensitives and bringing them to the Order, and seeing them grow and learn and flourish and… develop a passion for their training! Master Bre Mong is our Battlemaster, because that is what she is passionate about! Learning and mastering the art of combat. Master Tonnia is passionate about protecting our history and our archives. And Master Syr is passionate in his pursuits of doing what he can to rid the Galaxy of the Dark Jedi and the Sith. Masters Noria and Ralko are passionate about Healing. And promoting the physical and mental health of all the Jedi in the Temple, and teaching others to do the same! Master Sa’Eeya’Da is passionate about flying his fighter! It’s why he’s a Jedi Ace! Would he be if he weren’t passionate about it!? And for Master Kitata Ree to be our Grand Master and Head of our Order… mustn’t he be passionate about the Order? The Council? The Force…

“Our passion is what drives us. It helps us to become who we are… and to do what we do. But it is a different passion than that which is spoken of in the Code of the Jedi, OR the Sith. That passion is a raging force beyond our control that brings nothing but destruction. But the Jedi… we harness our passion and direct it. And we use it to better ourselves… not empower. And we see the difference between those. And that is what makes us Jedi.

“My passion makes me who I am. Who I was. Who I will be. And without it… I would have surrendered to despair. It fuels the fires in my heart. My passion. For the man I love. For my team. For the Order, and all that it stands for. My passion is in truly redeeming myself and standing for the Order and all it protects. And without this passion… I would have given up and allowed myself to die long ago, leaving Darth Livion to do as he wished. But here I am.” And his voice calmed, and grew soft and gentle. “Here I stand. And I await your judgment, come what may.”

The silence that followed his speech was long indeed. It felt like it went on for hours…

“I sense much anger in you…” Strauss finally said.

“No.” Reid said quickly. “I feel no anger. Not here. Not now. But I am feeling my passion. And… it is intense at this moment.”

“We can all feel it.” Gideon nodded. “And you are correct. It is not anger. It is… righteous, maybe a bit indignant... And it is powerful. But it is not negative.”

“No, it isn’t.” Kitata Ree announced. “It is… Strength. It is your own strength. Not of the Force… but of your very essence. It is the creed of your heart. And it is strong.”

“And equally so in Aaron…” Bre Mong said, a smile in her tone.

“So…” Kitata Ree sighed. “What to do with you two?”

“What CAN we do?” Master Virr asked, a broad grin on his face.

“What do you mean?” Max Ryan demanded to know.

“Well, really…” Tarash Virr said, waving a hand. “We can’t change who they are or how they feel. They love each other. They are in a relationship. They are Bonded. And they are strong in what they believe. YOUR idea of what to do is to make all of this go away and make the text book example of Jedi. What YOU want is for them to stop loving each other. No longer be in a relationship. And believe that this is what’s right. We can’t do that! And why in the blazes would we even want to?!” He demanded loudly, banging his fist on the arm of his chair, before standing. “They are who they are! What they feel is what they feel! What they believe is what they believe! And we would have NO right to change that, even if we COULD!!! That would be totally and completely against EVERYTHING that we stand for as Jedi! We protect the Republic, AND our own! We do NOT force them into submission to do as we want them to do or believe what we want them to believe or be what we want them to be.”

“Now really, Tarash.” Sa’Eeya’Da said, frowning. “If we want them to—“

“I want Strauss to be less of a bitch!” Tarash Virr interrupted, and jaws DROPPED. “I want Max to pull that tree that he’s been growing for the last ten years out of his ass! And he may as well take his head out of there while he’s at it! I want Eesa to let her non-existant hair down from time to time and just have a drink and let loose! And Bre could lighten up from time to time too! I wish Noria and Ralko would knock it off with the secret conversations that no one else can hear! I wish Raahn would stop shedding everywhere! I wish Amna would smell a bit less like a swamp! And I wish Kitata Ree would stop hearing things he’s not supposed to hear! But he’s got those big old Chadra-Fan ears, and Raahn has that blasted fur, and Amna is a Nautolan and she’s SUPPOSED to stink!”

“I do NOT stink!” Amna Kao all but shrieked.

“We are who we are!!!” Tarash shouted. “I’m sure the rest of you would like it if I were a bit less rash and immature sometimes! But guess what?! That’s who I am! Strauss is a bitch, Max is supposed to have his head up his ass, Noria and Ralko have a Force Bond! Eesa is Kaminoan, Raahn is Cathar, Amna is Nautolan, Sa’Eeya’Da is Devaronian, Tonnia is Echani, I’m Miraluka… this is who we are! We can’t change each other! How in the blazes are we supposed to change THEM!?” And he pointed at Hotch and Reid, who both looked stunned.

“… Your point is valid.” Kitata Ree said calmly. “Though you could have made it without insulting everyone.”

“Technically, he only insulted Max and Erin.” Gideon chuckled. “The rest was stating facts.”

“… Yes, thank you Jason.” Kitata Ree sighed.

“They are in love.” Tarash said. “And we have only three options.”

“And those are?” Max Ryan snarled, GLARING at Master Virr.

“Ah ah, Max… I’m sensing much anger from you.” Tarash chided, shaking a finger at the man.

“Do NOT mock me you—“

“Oh, pull the tree out of your ass, sit down and shut up, Max.” Amna Kao demanded, annoyed. Everyone looked at her in surprise. Slowly, eyes wide in shock, Max Ryan did as she commanded. “Please do not antagonize anyone else any further, either, Tarash.”

“Never, Amna.”

“Enough with the attitude, now get on with it.” Bre Mong snapped. “Our three options?”

“The first is… we simply calm down, and accept.” The Miraluka said. “We accept their love. Their relationship. Their Bond.”

“And the second?” Sa’Eeya’Da asked, not sounding happy with the first option.

“We separate them.” Tarash said. “And we keep them separate. From here on out.” Reid gasped slightly and he seized the arm of Hotch’s robe. “We watch them grow lonely. We watch them long for one another. We watch them seek one another out through their Bond. We watch their hearts slowly break, as that meager contact is not enough. And we watch them wither. And finally… we face the possibility of watching them rebel, and give in to the anger and resentment for the Council and Order… And we watch them… BOTH of them… Fall.

Silence followed this.

“Or.” Master Virr continued, “we send them into Exile. Banish them from the Order, and from the Republic. To punish them for DARING to form a Force Bond out of love… we destroy their Bond. But it has grown strong. Noria and Ralko confirmed that. There is only one way to destroy it. We not only send them into Exile from the Republic, but from the Force. We Sever them from the Force. And we leave them to their fate, to wander the Outer Rim and beyond, completely blind and lost… their only comfort in each other’s arms. And they will hate us for it.”

“If we were to choose either of the latter choices, what would we be?” Master Virr asked. “Tyrants. Despots…”

“… hypocrites.” All eyes turned to rest on Master Raahn Syr. The Cathar let out a deep sigh, glazed eyes staring off into space. “… And I would never forgive myself.”

“… Raahn?” Aman Kao gasped, looking startled.

“I wouldn’t, Amna.”

“You have been… oddly silent on the issue of their relationship until now, Raahn.” Eesa K’Tal pointed out.

“Because I cannot speak out against it. To do so, would be to speak out against myself. And the one I love.”

“WHAT?!” Blurted Noria and Ralko Cereni in unison.

Raahn Syr turned and looked at Amna Kao, sitting beside him. She looked back, then sighed and nodded. “You’re right.” She said, and placed her small hand within his great paw. “As it is, we have kept our secret long enough, haven’t we, my love?”

And the massive Cathar nodded, a sound rising from his throat and chest that could only be a purr.

“… Ooh… Scandal in the High Council!” Someone hissed.

“SHH!!!” Everyone looked at Sedina, who was staring in shock at Nym Daphora. Linnash and Payton Kai exchanged looks, and Master Tra Tonnia settled the rest of the Council of First Knowledge with a withering glare.

“Well… This is… unexpected.” Master Virr said, slowly, amusement filling his tone. “… How long?!”

“Nearly five years.” Amna Kao said.

“Am I hallucinating again?” Reid whispered.

“If you are, I’m hallucinating the same thing.” Hotch hissed back.

“… What were you thinking?!” Max Ryan suddenly demanded. “You… you… your actions have completely undermined the authority of the Council!!!”

“Only if you plan to separate or exile them.” Raahn Syr rumbled, narrowing his eyes at Max Ryan.

“Or perhaps you intend to do that with us as well?” Amna Kao asked. Then she stood and walked over to Hotch and Reid. They stared at her, and she smiled, wrapping an arm around each and hugging them gently. “If you have found happiness… Then I am pleased for you.” She told them. Reid blinked, then grinned and hugged her tightly.

“I’m happy for you, too.” He said, and she gave him a brilliant grin. Reid turned to Master Syr. “BOTH of you.” The Cathar smiled slightly and nodded to him.

“I give them my blessings.” He announced, relaxing in his seat. “I feel that their place is here. With the Order. And with each other. Normally, romantic attachments are frowned upon. But in this case, I feel that it is beneficial. To them. And to us all. They are stronger together, than they are separated. And the Padawan seems to have found his stability in Aaron. Their Bond brought him back from the Dark Side. And I feel that their Bond will be what keeps him from straying, or even Falling again, in the future.”

“Agreed.” Master Virr nodded. “I feel that VERY strongly.”

“It is… unorthodox.” Eesa K’Tal said, steepling her fingers before her face. “But… I do not oppose this… union.”

“Union?!” Max Ryan blurted. “What, are we allowing them to marry or something?!”

“And why not?” Bre Mong asked. “They love each other. They are Bound together by the Force for the rest of their days. If they wish it, why can they not be bound in matrimony?”

“For their Bond to be this strong, and to have been formed in the way it was…” Master Virr sighed. “I agree with Aaron. It must be the will of the Force.”

“I must agree.” Master Kitata Ree said with a nod. “Can we please take our seats again? Thank you… All in favor?” Hands went up; Tarash Virr, Eesa K’Tal, Bre Mong, Raahn Syr, Amna Kao, Jason Gideon, Noria and Ralko, Tra Tonnia, Nym Daphora, Linnash, Sedina and Payton Kai were all among them, as well as a full half of the Council of Reconciliation, and three out of the five of the Council of Reassignment.

“Then it is decided.” Kitata Ree announced. “Spencer Reid and Aaron Hotchner. May your Bond strengthen every day… as well as your love.” Reid let out a yip and leapt at Hotch, flinging his arms around the man’s neck. Hotch stumbled slightly, catching Reid and holding him close. The joy poured off of them in waves, and a moment later, they shared a tearful kiss.

“Now then… About the Padawan’s… transgressions…” Strauss drawled, and Reid went stiff in Hotch’s arms. Hotch looked down at him. Reid had his eyes closed, then sucked in a breath and turned, facing the Four Councils.

“Everything is a little… hazy and jumbled… starting a few days after my return to the Temple until I woke in the infirmary. But… I will not deny that I broke the conditions of my probation. I left the Temple four… maybe five times. And it was to obtain the Vi’Tani Nectar that I should have…” He trailed off. “I should have told you as soon as I returned. And I should have sought help. And I didn’t.”

“Why?” Asked Noria.

“… I was afraid.” Reid said softly. “And… ashamed. I was in pain… Adam… He… They… He and Amanda… I felt that I had failed them. I deserved to suffer. And yet… I sought the comfort that the Nectar brought. It dulled the pain. Made it go away. And… I didn’t deserve to be saved from that… hole I had dug myself into.”

“Yes you did. You never asked for any of that.” Hotch argued.

“But worst of all,” Reid continued, “I was unable to hold the darkness that lingered within me at bay… And… I injured some of the Jedi Shadows… I can’t forgive myself for that…”

“You learned a valuable lesson that day.” Master Tonnia said. “And so did the Shadows you injured. You opened their eyes, and they will be better prepared because of what you did.”

“It doesn’t excuse my actions.” Reid argued.

“No.” Master Syr sighed. “It does not.”

“But we must also take into the consideration the fact that you were under the influence at the time.” Ralko Cereni said. “Deeply under its influence for you to have been hallucinating as you were.”

“You have not seen Darth Livion again, correct?” Amna Kao asked.

“No, Master.” Reid said, shaking his head. “Not since that night in that warehouse.”

“Good.” Master Syr said with a nod.

“You… really think it was the Nectar?” Reid asked after a moment. The Council stared at him. “It… wasn’t…”

“The Nectar causes hallucinations.” Ralko said, firmly. “And as you have been off of it, and awake and functioning, for… how long now?”

“Twelve days, Master.” Reid informed him.

“And before that, you were seeing Livion every day?”

“Day and night. Asleep and awake…” Reid confessed.

“But nothing for the past twelve days?”

“Only in my dreams.”

“How often?”

“… Twice, so far.”

“So. You went from seeing him constantly, no matter your state of consciousness, to dreaming of him twice in two weeks.”

“Twelve days.” Reid corrected.

“Don’t be obnoxious, Spencer.” Gideon chuckled.

“I would say that the Nectar had everything to do with it.” Ralko continued.

“And I would say that the Nectar had everything to do with your inability to control yourself.” Raahn Syr said.

“And with your poor judgment while you were on it.” Noria added.   Reid sighed.

“I feel that he must be tested.” Master Tonnia announced, and the others looked at her.

“And what do you propose?” Strauss asked.

“I have a few ideas.” Tonnia said.

“It is time for dinner.” Kitata Ree announced. “Spencer and Aaron. Go. Eat. Do as you will. But report back to us tomorrow morning. We will decide on what to do at that time. For now, we reserve judgment.”

“Yes Master.” Hotch said, bowing.

“Thank you Master.” Reid added, and the pair turned and left the room. The doors closed behind them, and the pair stood there for a long time. Then they looked at each other. Their minds were spinning. But when they met eyes, there was only one thing to do. They kissed. Arms slid around each other, fingers through hair, bodies pressed together. Reid felt a tongue flick over his lips, and with a wanton sigh, he parted them to allow his lover entrance. And as Hotch did just that, all of Reid’s fears melted away. And all he felt was relief and joy.

I love you! He cried. A moment later, Hotch broke their kiss. But they stayed close, only an inch apart, breathing in the other’s breaths.

“We should eat.” The man reasoned.

“Not hungry.” Reid gasped.

“Liar.” Hotch grinned, letting out a warm puff of breath in semblance of a laugh.

“I want you…” Reid whimpered.

“I want you too… but you’re still recovering, and you’ve hardly eaten a thing all day.” Hotch murmured, then stepped away. “You need to eat.” And he offered his hand. Reid stared at him for a moment, then smiled and accepted it, allowing Hotch to lead him down to the dining room. Dinner was already in full swing, and the team was there. When they saw them, they leapt to their feet, looking hopeful and anxious.

“Well?!” Garcia gasped.

“They feel that all of Reid’s… negative behavior was because of the Nectar.” Hotch said with a smile. “But… they’re going to test him tomorrow.”

“Test him?” Morgan asked.

“They’re going to test my control.” Reid said. “Of my Force abilities, and… the Dark Side that would come out when I began to lose control.”

“And… what about… the two of you?” JJ asked. Hotch and Reid slowly grinned, clasping hands.

“You’re not going to believe it.” Hotch chuckled.

“Tell us!” Emily gasped.

Hotch grinned, turning and taking Reid into his arms. Startled, Reid gasped. Hotch placed a hand in the small of his back and the other between his shoulders, then leaned down and claimed his lips again.

“MM?!” Reid squeaked, startled. His wide eyes blinked rapidly several times, and then, he swooned, curling his arms around the man’s neck and letting his eyes fall closed. Slowly, the general sounds of the dining hall disappeared. Feelings of shock filled the room.

“Mmmmmm…” Reid sighed, and then Hotch stepped back, grinning at his dazed lover. The silence reigned for another couple of seconds, and then Emily, JJ and Garcia leapt on their pair with laughter and cheers, and Morgan clapped Reid out the back with a booming “Reid! My man!”

“Congratulations, Aaron.” Rossi announced, taking Hotch’s hand and slapping him on the shoulder. Hotch just grinned, then turned and watched his lover disappear under the women.

“I can’t believe that they let you.” Rossi chuckled, shaking his head.

“Masters Syr and Kao kind of… may have decided that?”

“Master Kao I can see championing your cause, but… Raahn Syr?” Morgan asked, and Reid grinned, managing to shake off the women.

“Raahn and Amna came out and admitted to being in a relationship.” He announced. The team, the Jedi around them who heard, just GAPED.

“Are you SERIOUS?!” Emily finally demanded.

“As the Dark Side.” Reid nodded.

“Apparently, they’ve been together for five years.” Hotch said with a shrug. “Max Ryan was NOT happy.”

“And oh my God, you should have HEARD Master Virr telling him off!” Reid blurted. “He called Strauss a bitch and told Master Ryan to take his head out of his ass!”

“He also told Bre Mong and Eesa K’Tal to loosen up.” Hotch chuckled.

“It was AWESOME!!!” Reid squeaked.

“Now that’s enough.” And everyone turned when the Council entered the room, heading for their table. Jason Gideon walked over to Hotch and Reid, grinning and saying, “We don’t need the entire Order knowing EVERYTHING that was done and said in that meeting.”

“What’s the point?” JJ asked. “They’ll all find out everything eventually.” Gideon just made a face and waved his hand, turning and going to join the other Masters of the Council.

And finally, everyone sat down to eat. Reid dug into his dinner with relish, and Hotch was pleased with how much he ate. Reid cleaned his plate, and soon enough, was announcing that he was ready for bed. Chuckling to himself, Hotch followed Reid from the dining hall, ignoring all of the whispers and stares, and led the Padawan back to his room.    And as soon as the door closed, Reid turned and pressed himself up against the man, kissing him.

“Bathe first…” Hotch murmured against his lips, and the pair stumbled to the bathroom, shedding their clothes as they went. Hotch ran his hands over the alabaster skin, smooth and unmarred by bruises. They bathed together, running their hands over each other’s bodies, savoring every touch, every kiss, every moment… And finally they stepped out, dried one another off with equal care, and then finally fell into bed.

“I love you.” Hotch hissed. “I love you… I love every inch of you…”

Reid’s breathing increased as hands ran down his sides. Hotch grinned as he trailed his lips down the boy’s chest, making the younger moan and shiver softly. When Hotch’s finger tips reached Reid’s thighs, Reid gasped. Hotch sat up and stared down in the pale light, admiring his lover’s nude form. He grinned at Reid’s chest, heaving as he panted in his arousal which, by the way, was also on full display.

“You are so beautiful…” Hotch breathed as he leaned over the edge of the bed and rummaged in the chest that was there, all while reaching out with the Force and covering Reid with ghostly caresses. Reid moaned softly, but they gradually turned to aroused groans and mewls and pleas. He squirmed as Hotch watched him, and gasped as he felt fingers slip into his mouth. Hotch grit his teeth as Reid moaned and suckled the digits softly, then whimpered as the fingers left his mouth. Hotch closed his eyes, savoring the sound of his lover’s groan as he traced the boy’s erection with his fingers. They circled the tip, then dragged down the underside, and kept going. Reid whined, then cried out as the slick fingers pressed against his entrance and slipped in, but almost immediately they withdrew.

Reid whined and flung arms around the man’s neck, then relaxed and sighed, nuzzling his ear.

“Are you going to stop teasing me now?” He purred in a seductive tone, turning to look at his elder lover now that his eyes had adjusted to the darkness. Hotch grinned and chuckled.

“No.” He said, and Reid giggled as he was kissed and wriggled in delight as he felt Hotch’s body brushing against him here and there. Hotch smiled and let himself drop, laying his entire weight upon Reid, who groaned and squirmed, loving the feeling that the weight and friction gave him. Hotch grinned and kissed Reid, running his fingers through his long hair and grinding against him. Reid whimpered and wrapped his legs around Hotch’s hips, lifting his hips up and grinding back, beginning to groan and pant loudly.

“Ahh! Ahh!!! Oh… Aaron… ah, yes, please… oh yes… Aaron… Aaron… oh yes… ohhhh…. Mmm…. Hnnn…. Oooohh…. Mmm….” Reid’s pleas and cries became whimpers again, grinding against Hotch in wild desperation. His head was thrown back in passion, face flushed and plastered with sweat soaked hair. Hotch grinned and gave a weak chuckle as Reid began to tremble.

“C’mon, baby…” He murmured into Reid’s ear. “C’mon… you’re so close… cum for me, Spencer… come on…” Reid arched his back and cried out, and Hotch smiled as he felt a liquid heat spread over his loins. Reid’s body relaxed and his legs slipped from around Hotch’s waist. Reid smiled as Hotch gently caressed him, soothing him after his orgasm. Hotch bent over and kissed Reid, then slid down his body. Reid shivered and mewed as he felt Hotch’s tongue bathing his nether regions, licking up the semen smeared over his skin. But he didn’t stop. Reid moaned and squirmed slightly as Hotch licked over his penis, sucking it down his throat and massaging it with his tongue, every now and then letting the hardening flesh slip from his lips. He nibbled and suckled at the head of his erection, tongue lapping at the slit bringing a small squeal from Reid, who tangled his fingers into Hotch’s dark hair.

The elder quickly and skillfully brought Reid back to full blown arousal, watching the boy squirm and listening to his moaning. He carefully brought Reid to the edge, and then stopped. Reid gave an annoyed groan and lifted his head, glaring up at Hotch who snickered at his little lover.

“Shhhh….” He murmured before the boy could start to complain. He grinned and pinned Reid’s wrists down, letting their erections touch. Reid’s eyelids fluttered and he whimpered as Hotch slowly moved his hips around, causing their erections to rub up and down one another. He moved Reid’s wrists above his head and pinned them there with one hand, and moved the other down to stroke Reid’s cheek before slipping two fingers into Reid’s mouth again. The boy moaned and began to suck and lick them as if he had never had anything better in his mouth. Hotch groaned at Reid’s enthusiasm, but finally removed his fingers from his mouth and smiled when Reid whined and pouted, but quickly cooed when Hotch kissed the pout away.

“Just relax, baby.” He whispered between kisses, reaching into the chest at his bed side and took up the bottle of massage oil he had gotten from the chest, smearing it over his fingers before moving them down between Reid’s legs. The boy shifted slightly and spread his thighs eagerly, making Hotch chuckle.

“You DID miss me...” He said and Reid smiled slightly before gasping as Hotch slipped a finger into his body. The boy tightened up for a moment before relaxing around the finger within him. Hotch drew it in and out of Reid gently, and the boy moaned and began to alternately tighten and relax his muscles around the gentle finger.

Hotch smiled as Reid also began to move his hips with the slowly thrusting finger, so Hotch added a second, bringing a pleased moan from Reid, so he soon added a third. He stroked Reid’s slick inner walls and curled his fingers slightly, gently rubbing his prostrate. Reid’s voice rose in several high pitched breathy cries that fed Hotch’s arousal like fuel fed a flame. Hotch smiled and slowly withdrew his fingers, lifting them up into Reid’s view and giving them a slow sensual lick. Reid’s eyes widened slightly as he did that, and they widened even further when Hotch mounted him and moved into position, smearing the oil over his hard shaft.

Hotch stroked his cheek gently, letting the tip of his penis rub against Reid’s entrance. Reid gave a plaintive mewl, leaning into the gentle stroking of the heated skin of his cheek. Hotch smiled and brushed Reid’s hair out of his face before moving his hand down and resting it on his hip, supporting his weight on his other hand braced next to Reid’s head. Then, gently, he moved his hips forwards, pressing gently into Reid’s body.

Reid moaned loudly, tilting his head and arching his back, moving his hands up to Hotch’s shoulders, digging his fingers into his skin while digging his teeth into his own lower lip.

“Shhhhhh…..” Hotch crooned. “Shhhh… easy… relax… relax, baby… I know it hurts… It’s been a long time…” Reid looked up at him and nodded, closing his eyes and focusing on relaxing his body and evening out his breathing. Hotch smiled and slid in as far as he could, then rested. He gently kissed Reid’s face and rubbed his abdomen, soothingly. Slowly, Reid relaxed and his grip on Hotch’s shoulders loosened. Hotch smiled.

“There you go…” He praised, and Reid moaned slightly, smiling up at him. “Feel better?”

“Mmmmm…..” Reid replied, closing his eyes and squirming around under Hotch. Hotch chuckled and took that as a sign that Reid was ready, so Hotch drew out of his body, held for a moment, then pressed back in. Reid moaned again and Hotch smiled, using the Force to cover Reid’s entire body with sensual caresses, watching him writhe beneath him in the intense pleasure that he was being assaulted by.

Hotch let out a pleasured moan himself as Reid’s hands drifted to his sides and gripped them, the strength of the grip constantly changing, eventually becoming a pleasurable massage. He bent down and kissed the youth, smiling as the boy mewled into his mouth, gently coaxing Hotch to let his tongue in, and Hotch did.

More… Aaron…. Please… Reid’s plea was a gentle stroke in Hotch’s mind. Hotch nodded and lowered his body slightly to change his balance before he started picking up the pace in speed, force and depth. Reid threw his head back with a yelp as Hotch struck his prostate. Hotch grinned.

“Did I get it?” He asked, and Reid groaned and nodded, making his lover chuckle. “Just makin sure…” He said in a teasing tone, and picked up where he left off, much to Reid’s pleasured approval. He kissed Reid once again, muffling his cries as he struck his prostate over and over again, moaning softly when Reid bent his legs, hugging Hotch’s sides with his knees. He moaned and arched his back, trying to bring Hotch further into his body, clenching and unclenching around him and intensifying the pleasure.

“Ahh… you feel… so good, Spencer…” Hotch gasped, a sheen of sweat covering his chest and back. “You are so beautiful… I love you, baby… Ahh… I love you…” Reid continued to pant beneath Hotch, his face and chest flushed.

“Hotch… please… I… Please, harder…” Reid whined and Hotch smiled, kissing him. He knew Reid was close, he could tell by the trembling in his body.

Hotch smiled and kissed Reid’s cheek, complying with his request. Reid whimpered and arched his back, making Hotch smile and reach down, curling long fingers around Reid’s arousal. Reid mewled as Hotch began to massage his erection, writhing beneath him. Hotch smiled and nuzzled Reid’s cheek, and the Padawan turned, catching Hotch’s lips with his own, and the pair kissed. Reid’s body began to quiver and his breathing became erratic, and Hotch moved faster, knowing that the boy was perched precariously on the edge...

And then, finally, Reid threw his head back and released with a breathy cry, shivering as Hotch continued to thrust until he reached his own orgasm.    Reid moaned softly at the elder’s frantic shallow thrusts as he released his seed into the Padawan’s bod... His thrusts slowed, then stopped, and he pulled out and collapsed next to Reid. Reid sighed and rolled onto his side, cuddling into the Knight’s side. Hotch smiled and held him close, and with a flick of his fingers, the blankets flew up to cover them. Reid giggled tiredly, and he and Hotch snuggled down into the covers and fell asleep, cuddled into each other’s arms, Hotch with his nose buried in Reid’s hair, and Reid slowly twirling his finger around his Padawan’s braid.

And both were perfectly content, neither concerned about the trials Reid would have to face in the morning…
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