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Knights of the Old Republic

Ahmose Inarus

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

SLASH WARNING!!! H/R

Chapter 6

PLANET: EN ROUTE TO KASHYYYK

LOCATION: BAU

TIME: EVENING

Hotch and Gideon both sat, watching Rossi fill three glasses with abrax, a spicy cognac, aquamarine in color. They each picked up a glass and then sat back.

“Does anyone get the feeling that this is a wild goose chase?” Rossi asked.

“And that something in the shadows is guiding the goose?” Gideon offered.

“Yes.” Hotch said, nodding. “It’s no coincidence that we ran into Dark Jedi on Nar Shaddaa who tried to abduct JJ and… POORLY seduce Garcia away from us…”

“And Reid mentioned a Twi’Lek.” Gideon sighed. “He didn’t like the feeling he got off of him. But apparently Elle ran into him twice. He’s the one that told us where we could find Maroba the Hutt. And apparently he followed us there and talked to Elle again.”

“The orange Twi’Lek?” Rossi asked, frowning. “… I saw him. When we were chasing the Dark Jedi who took JJ. He was standing in an alley.”

“So he was following us too?” Hotch frowned.

“It’s a good thing we left Nar Shaddaa when we did.” Gideon sighed. “But I’m not so sure that this threat won’t follow us.”

“Doesn’t matter.” Hotch said. “Threat or not we have a job to do, and that’s breaking up this Slave Trade.”

“And in the mean time… we stumble on to something bigger?” Rossi chuckled.

“The Force will guide us to where we need to be. To do what we need to do.” Gideon said calmly.

Before Rossi or Hotch could say anything in response, a shudder ran through the ship and they heard Morgan howl “REID!!!”

“I didn’t mean to!” They heard the boy whine in response. The three Jedi stared around at each other, and then Hotch and Rossi sighed while Gideon chuckled in amusement at his Apprentice.

“… Must you coddle him?” Rossi asked.

“I don’t. I’ve just learned to… pick my battles and understand that when teaching a young Jedi with his power, there will be… occasional mishaps.” The ship shuddered again, and then the liquor in their glasses shot straight up into the air and doused them.

“… I’m picking THIS battle.” Rossi snarled. “REID!!!” He roared, his voice echoing through the corridors. Then he swept from the room, scowling as the abrax dripped from his beard.

Hotch quirked an eyebrow at Gideon who just sighed and stared mournfully into his empty glass.

“Shame… it’s a very GOOD year.”

“I think that’s why he picked this battle, Jason.”

“Ah well.” Gideon shrugged.

“… Well, if you won’t rescue your poor Padawan, I will.” Hotch chuckled, and headed out of the room. He found Rossi in the training room, looming over the bright red, stuttering apprentice.

“R-Rossi? Oh… sir… M-Master Rossi, I... I… sir?” Reid squeaked.

“Do you know what this is?” Rossi was snarling at the poor boy. “Do you know how much it cost? Do you know how much one should SAVOR this?! It is meant to DRINK! Not to… BLAST all over the room!”

“I’m sorry!” Reid gasped, eyes wide as he continued to back away while the man pursued him. Morgan just watched, eyes wide and mouth ajar in surprise at Rossi’s attack.

“Just because you have the ability to do things, it doesn’t mean you SHOULD!!! Maybe before you think of strengthening and expanding your abilities, you should learn to CONTROL THEM!!!” Rossi shouted and Reid bumped into the wall, no longer able to back away. Rossi got right up into his face and seized the front of his shirt.

“How the hell can you be a Jedi without maintaining CONTROL!? You’re a menace!!!”

“Rossi!” Morgan finally blurted, and Hotch frowned. He would have stepped in, but he knew his Master well… and he knew that this attack was NOT what it appeared to be. Whenever Rossi had attacked HIM like that, he always came away wiser. And so Hotch waited.

Reid stared up at the Jedi Master, eyes wide and tears gathering.

“I… I’m sorry…” Reid gasped, trembling. “I… I…” He bowed his head and closed his eyes, gasping, but a moment later a shockwave emanated from the boy. Hotch heard Morgan and Rossi yelp and slam into the walls. He flew out the doorway and into the wall on the opposite side of the corridor. Down the hall, he heard Gideon crash out of his chair, and in the other direction, Elle cursing up a storm.

“Leave him alone!” Hotch heard Morgan shout. He raised his eyes and saw Rossi walking across the room towards Reid. The boy was still plastered against the wall, and watched the Master approach with a fearful look in his eyes.

“That’s why you need to learn control.” Rossi said, his tone a gentle one. He reached out and placed a hand on Reid’s shoulder. “Learning to wield the Force is learning to control it, NOT use it. That is the difference between Jedi and Sith. And always have confidence in yourself. Do NOT let people get to you, including your truly.” And he gave Reid a wry smile. “That brings up emotions that you shouldn’t allow to rule your actions. Remember the first part of the Jedi Code.”

“… There is no emotion; There is peace.” Reid recited, quietly.

“EXACTLY.” Rossi said, giving Reid a crooked smile. “You and I are going to start training together. And I will teach you that peace, and control. And Hotch can teach you much about that, too.”

“… You’re not angry with me?”

“I’m annoyed that you spoiled my abrax. But it is a temporary, material thing. And it is nothing to get angry about. What I want you to take from this, young one, is the lesson that sometimes, we don’t know our own strength. Do not focus on trying to learn these new techniques and being STRONG with them… focus on learning to CONTROL them. The most dangerous opponent you can face is a Jedi who cannot control their power, because he is a danger to EVERYONE, including himself.”

“He’s right.” Hotch said, finally walked over. “It is misinterpreting this that leads Jedi to the Dark Side. They see their power increase when they start down that path. But they are so taken by this, that they are blinded to the fact that they are losing control.”

Reid just stared up at the men, eyes wide and intense as he absorbed this.

“I won’t let you down.” He assured them. “And… I apologize, Master Rossi… for losing control. Again…” And his eyes darted away in his shame.

“We all make mistakes.” Rossi said, taking Reid’s chin in his hand and forcing the boy to look him in the eye. “That’s how we learn.” Reid gave him a small smile, and Rossi gripped his shoulder. “I have no doubt that you will be a great Jedi.”

“Thank you, Master.” Reid said with a smile.

And an hour later, K3-V1N, or Kevin as they all now knew him as, informed the Jedi that they were arriving at their destination.

And another hour later, as Jordan was guiding the ship into the planet’s atmosphere, the team of Jedi stood around their briefing room, staring up at the large hologram of the planet they were approaching.

“… Kashyyyk.” JJ announced. “Homeworld of the Wookiees. It’s a densely forested planet, and the wroshyr trees are kilometers high. The Wookiees live in treetop villages. The closer you get to the planet’s surface, the deeper into the forest, the more dangerous it gets.”

“Why would Horan Arbel be here?” Elle asked, frowning.

“Apparently, he’s looking into enslaving Wookiees.” Hotch growled, scowling.

“So how are we doing this?” Morgan asked.

“… Morgan. You’ve been here before, correct?” Hotch asked.

“Several times.” Morgan said. “My… late Master had several friends among the Wookiees before he Fell.”

“Then I want you, JJ and Emily to be our liaisons.” Hotch said. “We’ll need their help to find Horan Arbel. Garcia, this time you’re staying on board. Elle, I want you to stay with the ship as well.”

“What?!”

“If there are slavers and they find out we’re here hunting them, I want someone here to protect the ship.” Hotch told her. Elle huffed, but nodded. And when the others disembarked, she was watching them from one of the side gun turrets. While most of the Jedi headed into the Wookiee village, Hotch and Reid hung back. She watched Hotch speaking to Reid, gesturing to the magnificent vista before them. But then… then he and Reid ducked into the shadows of a large branch of the tree that they were in…

Elle stared in shock when Hotch drew Reid into his arms and held him close… and then, he kissed him. Reid curled his arms around the man’s neck, pressing his body up against that of the elder man. Elle just watched as Hotch pushed Reid up against the tree, pinning his wrists by his head. Elle narrowed her eyes, but a moment later Hotch released the boy’s wrists, sliding his hands up so that their palms were pressed together and their fingers linked. Reid tilted his head back, mouth open in a moan as the man turned his attentions onto the white throat.

Finally, the pair turned their heads towards on another and stood cheek to cheek for a moment before sharing one more small kiss and moving to follow the others. And silently, Elle went to contemplate what she had just seen…

It became clear to the band of Jedi that it was only Morgan’s presence that gained them entrance into the Wookiee village, and a meeting with their Chieftain. The Wookiees had been ready to start shooting their bow casters until Morgan called out and they recognized him. The team watched their handsome Jedi Guardian receive a warm welcome, and then they were led to the Chief’s lodge.

His name was Roorraaan, and he towered over the Jedi at nearly nine feet tall. He was covered in thick black fur with occasional gray streaks. He greeted Morgan with a crushing hug that made the human wince as his back popped, audibly. That made Reid grin and fight back a laugh. Hotch smirked, too.

“Yeah! Good to see you too, man!” Morgan groaned, and gasped for breath when Roorraaan put him down. Then Rooraaan spoke to him. Morgan sighed. “We’re hunting someone.” Morgan told him. “A slaver.” All the Wookiees went silent. “A Baragwin called Horan Arbel. Word has reached us that he may be hunting your people and enslaving them.” Several Wookiees leaned in and began talking quietly with Roorraaan. The Jedi waited, patiently. Then, the Wookiees all sat down and stared at the Jedi. Morgan moved to sit, crossing his legs, and as one so did the rest of the team.

Rooraaan began to speak, and Emily, who was fluent in numerous languages, translated to her companions.

“This Baragwin is here.” She said. “He has taken many of our cubs, and even some of our pregnant females. He knows that our adults will never bend to his will. They have raided our village and several others, taking our cubs from the nursery rings in the tops of the highest trees.”

“Where is he keeping them?” Gideon asked.

“… We do not know. All we know is that they disappear into the Shadowlands.”

“Shadow lands?” Reid whispered to Emily.

“The planet’s surface.” Emily explained. “The forest floor.”

“Has he shipped them off-Planet yet?” Hotch asked. Rooraaan shook his head.

“We have seen no ships coming or going. He has not been here long. Three weeks. It is only in the last nine days that he has been taking our cubs.”

“Then hopefully we can catch him before any of the Wookiees are shipped off world.” Rossi said, frowning. He looked up at the chieftain, and said “We need a guide into the Shadow Lands.”

His words triggered something in the Wookiees. They were shouting, arguing, debating. But then, one by one, they began to unleash challenging roars, holding their weapons up over their head. Emily grinned at the others.

“We have a full escort.” She told them. And an hour later, a dozen Wookiees stood guard around the BAU while another dozen led the group of Jedi Knights into the Shadow Lands. They walked, two by two, surrounded by the Wookiees like an honor guard… Morgan went first with Rooraaan himself, then came Rossi and Gideon, then JJ and Emily, and finally Hotch and Reid… and their fingers were gently linked, hidden by the folds of their robes. They had been walking for several hours when Hotch glanced down at Reid, and blinked. The boy was walking with his eyes closed.

“… What are you doing?” Hotch whispered.

“It’s so dark down here.” Reid mumbled back. “I can See better with the Force than I can with my eyes.”

“… Could you teach me?” Hotch asked.

“… Maybe. I dunno. For me, this ability is natural. I could do it by the time I was six months old… Most Miraluka can do it within days after birth. When my Mom realized that I had eyes, she kept everything dark… to force me to learn.” Reid smiled and opened his eyes, looking up at Hotch. “I’m glad she did. Sometimes, the ability to see is a disadvantage. Those who can see tend to rely too much on their eyes.” Hotch nodded.

“That IS true.” Hotch agreed. Suddenly, Reid stopped. Hotch frowned and looked back at him.

“Wait.” He called, and the Jedi and the Wookiees turned and looked back at Reid. The boy was standing there with his eyes closed, frowning. Slowly, he turned his head to the right, then up and to the left. Gideon frowned.

“Spencer?”

“… Do you feel it?” Reid asked. Gideon frowned and closed his eyes for a moment. But then he snapped them open.

“… We’re being watched.” He announced, and Reid nodded. The Wookiees raised their bow casters. Gideon walked up and stood at Reid’s shoulder.

“Where?” He breathed into his Padawan’s ear. He rested his hands on Reid’s upper arms. “FEEL.” He instructed the boy. Suddenly, the boy gasped and stiffened, then whirled.

“DOWN!” He screamed, and tackled Gideon to the ground just as a shot cracked through the air. A puff of dust flew up from the ground, and Gideon and Reid stared at the dart. Then, it was chaos. The Wookiees were firing wildly into the trees and there was movement all around them. Reid rolled off of Gideon and the pair leapt to their feet, pulling their Lightsabers.

“THERE!” They both shouted, pointing in opposite directions, and then bolted.

“Wait! WHAT?!” Emily shouted, looking back and forth between them.

“Oh man!” Morgan howled, then turned and chased Gideon, while Hotch took off after Reid.

“THERE!” Rossi shouted, pointing in yet another direction, and took off. The girls glanced at each other, then followed the Guardian. The Wookiees split up and followed the three groups of Jedi.

Elle was walking down the corridor with Jordan Todd when it happened. They heard a Wookiee’s challenging roar, and then blaster and bow caster fire. Elle and Jordan looked at each other, then ran for the main hatch. Outside, the Wookiees were in a fire fight with a band of Nikto. More Wookiees were coming from the village to help. Jordan pulled her Carbine Rifle and began to fire. Elle pulled her double bladed Lightsaber and leapt into the fray, using her Lightsaber and her Force Redirection to protect the ship, and the Wookiees from the Nikto’s blaster fire. After a while, the Nikto retreated.

Elle grabbed the arm of a Wookiee.

“We should follow them!” She told him. The Wookiee looked down at her, and gave her several growls.

“He says that they will help us.” Jordan told Elle.

“Then let’s go.” Elle said.

“I’m coming too!” Garcia called, hurrying over from the ship, Kevin rushing after her.

“I will guard the ship.” Kevin announced.

“The Wookiees will help.” Elle told the droid. “Send a message to Hotch and Masters Rossi and Gideon.”

“As you wish.” Kevin nodded, and headed back into the BAU. Jordan, Elle, Garcia and half a dozen Wookiees chased after the Nikto.

“Yeah?” Rossi called into his Comm Unit. “Okay! Keep us updated!” He glanced back at the girls. “That was the droid, Kevin. Nikto attacked the ship. Elle, Jordan, Garcia and the Wookiees are chasing them!”

“Are they okay?!” JJ called back.

“Considering that THEY are chasing the Nikto, I’d say yes!” Rossi laughed.

“Rossi! Above you!” Emily shouted. Rossi looked up, then dove aside and rolled. A Nikto landed right where he had been, plunging his vibroblade into the ground. Then he turned and ran. Emily, JJ and Rossi went after him, glancing around at more figures of Nikto fleeing around them. A bow caster shot brought one of the Nikto to the ground.

Rossi, JJ and Emily skidded to a stop and ran over when a Wookiee hauled the Nikto to his feet… the Nikto was limping, the Wookiee having shot him in the leg.

“Alright.” Rossi said, smirking at the Nikto. “You got two choices. Either you take us to your base of operation, or I let our friends here rip you limb from limb.”

Emily and JJ exchanged amused looks as the Wookiees moved in, more than happy to play along. The Nikto snarled at Rossi, but then four Wookiees picked him up, each one grabbing a limb.

“You sure?” Rossi asked, and the Wookiees began to pull. The Nikto let out a horrified scream and began to babble in his native tongue.

“I think he’s ready to talk.” JJ said with a grin, and the Wookiees set the Nikto down.

Morgan and Gideon were in a game of Cat and Mouse with Nikto that had been separated from the others.

“Man… he’s gonna get himself killed.” Morgan said.

“Yyyyyep.” Gideon drawled as their quarry ran straight into a webweaver’s trap.

Morgan sighed and drew his Lightsaber as the Webweavers began to make their way towards the terrified Nikto.

“So.” Morgan called, and the Nikto looked at him. “Looks like you could use some help.”

“PLEASE!” The Nikto cried, thrashing.

“… What do you have to offer us?” Gideon asked, smoothly.

“What do you want?! AAAH!!!!” The Nikto screamed as a Webweaver scuttled closer.

“Take us to where you’re holding the Wookiee cubs.” Morgan growled.

“… ALRIGHT!!!” The Nikto screamed, and Morgan and Gideon cut him loose. Their Wookiee companions joined them, and they were soon marching through the woods.

Hotch and Reid quickly outran their Wookiee companions, trying to catch up with their prey. But both skidded to a stop when there was a shattering scream, followed by several loud bellows. Then, a rumbling… the ground trembled.

“… RUN!” Hotch shouted, and he and Reid bolted. A heard of massive horned creatures crashed through the forest after them in a stampede. Hotch and Reid glanced at each other. Then, Reid’s eyes widened.

“Here!” He gasped, seizing Hotch’s hand and jerking the man to the side. The pair dove between two large roots of a wroshyr tree. There was a large hollow and the pair tumbled down the slope and came to rest at the bottom, Hotch on top of Reid. The pair lay there, feeling the ground vibrating beneath them as the stampede continued past them. And finally, everything was quiet and still.

Hotch and Reid stared at each other, both panting. And then, something in them snapped. Hotch dropped his body down to cover Reid’s, crushing their lips together. Reid moaned, parting his lips and readily accepting the elder’s tongue in his mouth. Hands fumbled and dark brown robes were discarded, belts shoved aside and boots kicked away.

This was NOT how Hotch had pictured this happening, but now that it was, he couldn’t stop. He gripped the boy’s shirt and pushed it open, baring the youth’s chest. He felt Reid’s cool fingers slipping over his own chest beneath his clothes, and with the help of Reid’s hands he shrugged out of them, leaving him topless. Reid gasped softly as a hot mouth caressed the soft skin of his chest… a wet tongue swiped over a nipple and he let out a breathy cry, arching into the elder’s mouth. Hands slid under his back and rubbed over his shoulder blades before guiding him into sitting up. Those hands then pushed his clothing off of his shoulders and down his arms, caressing the skin as it was exposed.

Their lips met again, tongues stroking over one another, moving back and forth between the two mouths. They clung to each other, hands roaming over bodies, one slender and pale, the other built and lightly tanned. Slowly, Hotch guided Reid to lay back on his robe and his hand slid down the boy’s taught stomach, smiling slightly when he felt it quiver under his touch. Then, his hand moved lower. Reid groaned loudly, lifting his hips and pressing his groin into the man’s palm, gasping as that hand gently rubbed and squeezed his manhood.

“Have you ever done anything like this before?” Hotch asked softly as his hands landed on the hem of Reid’s trousers.

“No…” Reid answered, softly. “But… I want to.” Hotch quirked an eyebrow at the shy, hopeful look on the boy’s face. Hotch chuckled.

“With me?” He asked, and watched Reid’s eyes drift over his body. The boy licked his lips, and nodded.

“Yeah.” He gasped. “Please…” Hotch nodded.

“Okay.” He said, and Reid held his breath and lifted his hips as Hotch slowly pulled his pants down and tossed them away. Hotch wanted to drink in the sight of the boy’s naked body, but it was dark… he could barely make out the boy’s sillouhette. He removed his own pants, saying, “Spread your legs.”

Shivering, Reid did as he was told, his heart pounding as he felt the man kneeling between his thighs. Then he was kissed again, and he sighed. But then, their bodies pressed together and two moans filled the darkness as they rubbed against one another. Hotch’s hand ran down the boy’s hip and thigh, and Reid bucked his hips up, crying out as fingers gently stroked up his hard arousal. Then, the hand drifted down. Reid moaned, rolling his head from side to side as the man rolled his testicles in his hand, gently squeezing and massaging them before firmly stroking his perineum with a fingertip. And then, finally, that same finger tip was stroking his quivering entrance. Reid heard Hotch fumbling around in the dark, and then something wet, cold and slippery was being rubbed over his entrance.

“What’s—“

“Long story, don’t ask what it is or why I have it, just enjoy the moment.” Hotch chuckled.

“… I will ask later.”

“And I’ll just put the moves on you and tell what I just said again.”

“Jerk.” Reid snorted, then gasped as he felt a finger slide into him. “Oh…”

“You okay?”

“Yeah… just… feels funny.” Reid mumbled, and Hotch smiled and just held still while Reid’s inner muscles tightened experimentally around his finger, shifting his hips. After a bit, Hotch gently twisted his finger and began to draw it in and out.

“Shhh…” Hotch soothed as Reid gasped softly. “Feel good?”

“Y-Yeah…” Reid breathed, and Hotch kissed him, gently. When Reid’s body relaxed, he slipped in a second finger. Reid moaned loudly, reaching a hand up and slipping his fingers through the man’s hair, deepening their kiss. It became an open mouthed kiss, wet and hungry, and even a bit sloppy. Reid’s other hand gripped Hotch’s hip, trying to pull the man’s body down to press against his own. When a third finger was added Reid began to roll his hips into the stimulation. But when Hotch’s fingers stroked his prostate, he ripped his mouth away from his lover’s and cried out his pleasure to the darkness.

“Please…” Reid begged as the fingers left his body. “Oh please…”

“Shhhh…” Hotch hissed, smearing the slick substance over his own erection and moving into position, guiding Reid into spreading his legs further apart. “You ready, baby?”

Silence.

“… Spencer?”

“You… called me…”

“I’m sorry… do you not like it?”

“No, I… I mean, yes! I do! It’s just that… no one has ever… called me something like that.”

“You mean… in terms of endearment?” Hotch asked. “What about Gideon? And Morgan? And JJ?”

“… Gideon calls me… ‘son’, sometimes. And Morgan has… nicknames for me… And JJ shortens my name. But…”

“This is different?”

“… Yeah.” Reid gasped. “… I like it.” Hotch blinked, then smiled and gently caressed the boy’s lips with his own. “Please, Aaron… I want you… I… love you.”

“… Spencer…” Hotch breathed.

“Yes?”

“… I love you, too.” Hotch whispered, and kissed Reid's soft mouth, gently moving a hand to caress his thigh, making his lover shiver and moan. He let his fingers trail up Reid's hip and side and back down to his thigh again, smiling as he felt Reid's fingers thread through his hair and hold him firmly in place. Hotch allowed Reid's tongue to fight back, and gain entrance to his own mouth. He used his tongue to stroke Reid's, as the boy tasted him and explored him, curiously. Hotch soon broke off the kiss, to plant tiny licks and nips along Reid's jaw, listening to his lover's soft breathing. Reid let his hands fall lightly by his head, basking in the warm feelings his lover's gentle hands gave him.

“Shhh… Just relax.” Hotch told him, and moved into position again. Reid whimpered when he felt the head of Hotch's erection rub his entrance, and he moved his head to the side and captured Hotch's lips with his own when he felt the tip of the man’s penis pressing against his virgin entrance.

“I’m ready.” Reid assured the man, and Hotch leaned forwards. Reid gripped the elder’s biceps tightly, and then, finally, he gasped and arched his back as his body was pierced by the elder’s erection. His eyes fluttered and rolled back into his head as he groaned loudly. He turned his head towards Hotch as the man gasped into his ear, and Reid smiled as their cheeks pressed together; he nuzzled his lover.

Hotch gasped at how Reid felt. It was as though his body was trying to grip him and pull him in further, waiting to devour his release greedily. Reid cried out softly and ground his body into Hotch's hips, trying to feel him fill him more. Reid arched his back and moaned as he felt Hotch's penis swell and harden inside of his body, and he bucked against his lover. Hotch gasped at this and instinctively thrust forwards, though he could go no further into Reid.

“You… okay?” Hotch asked.

“Yeah… hurts, but… feels good, too.” Reid grunted, shifting his hips experimentally. “Oh… Mmmm…”

“Just tell me when you’re—“

“I am. Please…”

“… Alright.” Hotch whispered, and gently captured Reid’s lips again. Slowly, he withdrew. Reid sucked in a shaky breath. When Hotch pressed back in, Reid let it out in gasping moan, arching his back and pressing his knees into the elder’s sides. Hotch felt his own eyes roll back as he listened to the arousing sounds his new lover made as he took up a gentle rhythm, tenderly caressing his smooth skin.

“Ah—AAAH!!!” Reid cried out when the man’s length seared a path across his prostate. Hotch gasped as the sheath his length was buried in suddenly tightened and quivered.

“A-Aaron…” Reid groaned, rocking his hips in time with Hotch’s movements. “It feels so good…” Hotch turned and kissed him again. Reid smiled into the kiss and curled his arms around Hotch’s shoulders and held him close.

“Harder… please…” Reid murmured, and Hotch smiled, nibbling Reid’s earlobe and going a bit harder and faster, moving down to kiss Reid’s throat that began to vibrate with his purring.

“Spencer…” Hotch purred. “Come on, baby…” Reid smiled and nuzzled Hotch, who grinned when he heard Reid begin to pant. He reached down and brushed his finger tips over Reid’s erection. “You’re close….”

“Y-Yes…”

“Very close….”

“Mmmm… Yessss…” Reid hissed, and then whimpered when Hotch began moving faster.

“C’mon, baby…” Hotch encouraged, refusing to go any harder or faster, wanting to draw this out as long as he could. Reid’s body was shivering as he craned his neck back with a hiss. His lower abdomen and thighs quivered, and his breath was coming in shallow pants. He sucked in his breath and held it for a moment, then let out a strained whine. And then his body tensed and a spasm rippled through his thin frame as he finally reached his climax, his cry reverberating through the dark forests. Hotch smiled and hid his face in Reid’s bared throat, letting out a soft groan as his hot release filled his lover. Hotch sighed and rested his head on his newly-claimed mate’s chest, laying still for what felt like hours.

“Reid?” He called softly after a few minutes. Reid’s eyes slowly blinked open and fixed on his in the darkness. Hotch smiled and sat up, slipping from Reid’s body. He moved over Reid and kissed him tenderly before moving to lie beside him, pulling him into his arms and holding him close.

Reid rested his head on Hotch’s shoulder and closed his eyes as the cool evening mists soothed his heated skin. Hotch gently stroked the boy’s side, and when he began to shiver, he found his robe and drew it up over them, smiling as Reid snuggled close. And Reid slowly drifted off to sleep, smelling the soft musk of his new lover’s scent and listening to the sounds of the forest.
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