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Title: A Little Pooch
Fandom: Criminal Minds Pairing/Characters: Hotch/Morgan/Reid Prompt: food Drabble #: 99 Date: July 2, 2012 Word count: 245 Next pairing: Teal’c/Daniel AN: So I ended up a bit on the sick side yesterday. Still a bit sick today. Deal and enjoy. Reviews: Nordanviden: I’m glad that you’re enjoying my stories as I get them out and I hope to see more reviews as I get more stories out about these guys. Syd Rene: I don’t do OC characters in a fandom if I can help it. Amy: *laughs softly* I’ll see what I can do. :) *~*~*~* “Come on, pretty boy, let’s get going,” Morgan called, rolling up his shirt sleeves in anticipation of the heat outside of the air conditioned hotel room. He heard Reid move around in the bathroom before he came out, drying his hair as he smiled sheepishly at the bigger man. “Sorry, I had a problem with my belt,” Reid admitted, blushing as he ran a brush through his hair. “Problem?” Hotch asked as he closed the door behind him. “And before you say anything, it was either me or Rossi coming to see why you guys are taking so long.” “Talk to pretty boy here,” Morgan chuckled, pointing a thumb at the younger agent. “It’s nothing,” Reid mumbled as he started to gather his laptop and phone. “Don’t lie, Reid, you’re horrible at it,” Hotch said, pulling the lanky body into his arms and smoothing his hands down the others sides. Tilting his head, he reached around as Reid blushed brightly and very firmly ran his fingers over the slightly pudgy belly. “Reid…have you gained weight?” “Yes. Between you and Morgan coming and making me eat, I apparently gained nine pounds of weight, settled mostly around my waist,” he admitted, getting a teasing chuckle as Morgan pressed a kiss to his lover’s lips. “We’ll set you up with a nice, easy way to turn the weight into muscle mass,” Morgan promised, stealing a kiss from the both of them before they left for their newest case.While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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