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Hotch's Inner Freak	By : tbird1965 Category: 1 through F > Criminal Minds Views: 17044 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Criminal Minds, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Hotch's Inner Freak
- 2-Two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-Ten
- 11-Eleven
- 12-Twelve
- 13-Thirteen
- 14-Fourteen
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- 7
Emily stood in front of her bathroom mirror trying to control her breathing. She knew she needed to pull herself together and get back out there fast. Knowing Hotch as she did, she knew he was already wallowing in guilt and self incrimination. He hadn't hurt her. He had just shocked her and scared her a little with his intensity. If she had have been awake, everything would have been fine, it was just the shock of being yanked awake, she hadn't been thinking straight. She used the restroom and splashed her face with water, taking a deep breath, she opened the bathroom door.
"Hotch what are you doing?" she cried. He was sitting on the edge of her bed fully dressed, tying his shoes. He yanked on the laces with such force, one broke off in his hand.
"God Damn it." he bellowed, his face pinched with anger. Throwing the broken lace down, he got up and took long strides towards the door. Emily got there first, pushing it closed and blocking his exit.
"You can't leave Aaron." she said, her eyes pleading.
"I can and I am." he growled. "Get out of my way Agent Prentiss."
"Agent Prentiss." she repeated. "Oh it's like that is it? And tell me, Agent Hotchner." she spit out his name like a curse. "Just where do you think you are going to go?"
"Home." he grunted.
"And how are you going to get there? Your car is still at the BAU."
"I will call a cab." He growled, emphasizing each word carefully.
"A cab." she repeated softly. "And what happens if your cab driver is female, Hotch? Huh? What happens then?"
He stared down at her, his brown eyes almost black with fury. He was breathing heavily, his chest rising and falling with his contained anger. Emily didn't flinch when he raised his fist and punched a hole in the wall next to her head.
"You're going to pay to fix that." she said calmly, not taking her eyes off of him.
"Damn it, Prentiss." He turned away from her, running his fingers through his hair. "Please let me go. I hurt you. I raped you." His voice cracked with emotion. When he turned to look at her, Emily saw a look on his face that she had only seen twice in six years. The stoic Agent Hotchner was struggling to hold back tears.
"Oh Baby." she muttered, reaching up to caress his cheek. "Please don't. I'm fine. You didn't hurt me, you didn't rape me. Look at me Aaron." she demanded, holding his face between her hands. "You. Did. Not. Rape. Me. I volunteered for this because I want to be with you. You just startled me earlier. That's all." Tears has begun to drip down his face and she wiped them away with her thumbs.
"I hate this." he gasped, raw emotion making his voice break. "I hate this so much. I hate not being in control."
"I know you do." she said, gently kissing his cheeks, as she slowly unbuttoned his shirt. "Make love to me now Aaron." she asked pressing her lips to his. "Please."
Emily moved and lay down on the bed, her arms held out to him. He sighed heavily and shrugged out of his shirt. Kicking off his shoes, he unbuckled his pants and pushed them off his hips. He crawled into bed and into her welcoming arms.
"I don't know why you want me so badly, Emily." he said, sliding his fingers into her wet folds. "I'm a fucked up mess."
"That's true." she said moaning as his finger circled her clit. "But you're a sexy as hell fucked up mess." He groaned as she pulled him into her warm center.
They made love slowly and passionately. Kissing gently and whispering words of encouragement to each other. They came together quietly. After, they lay together and kissed peacefully in the afterglow of their shared orgasm.
Satisfied for the moment Aaron got up to use the bathroom. When he returned, Emily was kneeling on the bed. "Come here, Aaron." She said gently. "Lie down in the middle of the bed." He lay on his back where she indicated.
Taking his arms she stretched them above his head. "Feel that post right there. Aaron?" he nodded his head. "Grab it."
He did what she asked. "I think the time has come to discuss your control issues." she said, sitting on his chest, her legs on either side.
"My control issues?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yes." she said, leaning over him, her breasts in his face. "Or more specifically your inability to relinquish control and just feel." He felt her hands at his wrists and thought she was just checking his grip on the post, until he heard the unmistakable sound of handcuffs closing. Looking up he saw that he was now handcuffed to the post, his arms above his head. Flexing his arms, he pulled experimentally on the restraints.
"You know I can just break your headboard, don't you?" he asked, his voice even.
"Of course you can." she said patiently, settling herself back on his chest. "But you already owe me a wall. I don't think you want to buy me a new bed too."
"Now what can I do to you?" she wondered aloud.
"Pretty much anything you want." He muttered, yanking on the restraints. "You really are kinky, aren't you?" he asked leering up at her.
"You think this is kinky?" she asked.
"A little. What else have you done?" he asked curiously.
She shrugged her shoulders and smiled at him mysteriously. "Ask me."
"Ever been with a woman." he asked.
"Yes." she answered, nodding her head.
"Who?" his face was shocked.
"Most recently, JJ."
"Our JJ?" he asked surprised.
"How many JJ's do you know?" she retorted.
"Threesome?" he asked.
She slowly nodded her head. "Dave and JJ."
Hotch's eyes were round with shock. "You've had sex with Dave Rossi?"
"Yep." she said. "And he has a tongue like a giraffe." she moaned.
"Where am I when all this is going on" he asked, sounding petulant.
"Being your usual controlled, stoic self." she said, running her finger down his chest. "You sound intrigued, Agent." she teased.
"Would it shock you if I said I am?" he licked his lips and thrust his hips gently.
"How interested?" she asked, drawing out the words.
"Very." he whispered, his voice husky.
"You want to watch JJ and I together?"
He nodded.
"Do you want to fuck JJ?"
He nodded his head slowly.
"What would you say…" she asked, drawing each word out, her finger tips stroking his chest, "if I told you, that Dave wants to suck your rock hard cock."
Aaron's cock jumped involuntarily.
Emily laughed. "You really are a hidden freak aren't you?" Leaning over, she grabbed his cell phone off the night stand.
"What are you doing?"
"Calling them." she said simply.
He watched her as she punched the pre set number for Dave's phone.
"Hey Dave? No. It's me Emily. You heard about Hotch's problem? Right. He is. Very." she winked at him." I don't know let me ask."
"Are you getting hungry?" she asked.
He nodded his head, not trusting himself to speak.
"Yeah, we're hungry." she said into the phone "Okay. See you then." She hung up the phone and placed it back on the night stand.
"They'll be here in 10 or 15 minutes. They're bringing food."
"Emily." he moaned, glancing down at his straining cock.
"You can wait." she said.
He looked at her, his brown eyes pleading. "Oh fine." she sighed, climbing onto the bed next to him. Holding herself up above him, she kissed his mouth passionately. She tortured him with tiny kisses on his throat and chest. Grinning wickedly, she latched onto his neck and sucked until he moaned with pain and excitement.
Hotch flinched when he heard Dave's voice coming from the doorway. "Well that's going to leave a hell of a mark."
Emily climbed off the bed. She greeted both agents with a passionate kiss.
JJ's eyes racked appreciatively over Hotch's body as Emily begin to unbutton her blouse.
"Hotch looks about ready to explode." Dave said as he reached around and rubbed Emily's breasts.
"He probably is," Emily moaned into JJ's mouth as their tongues danced together, "it's been about 30 or 40 minutes since he last came."
"I'm right here." Hotch growled, pulling again on the handcuffs, his cock straining into the air. He moaned as a drop of pre cum dribbled down his shaft.
"We see you Hotch." Dave said, as he and Emily carefully removed all of JJ's clothes. He moaned when JJ knelt and buried her face between Emily's legs. Emily gasped loudly and ran her fingers through JJ's long blonde hair.
Dave slowly removed his shirt and pants, leaving his boxers on, he ran his hand through Emily's hair and kissed her deeply.
"Did you know that until last night Hotch had never had a blow job." Emily asked, her voice breathless.
"I did know that." Dave said sadly. "The first time he told me, it was all I could do not to drag him in to the restroom and rectify that situation. It's not right. A grown man needs his cock sucked."
Hotch moaned and his hips bucked violently. He yanked his hands, rattling the handcuffs. His cock hurt so bad. He needed someone to touch it.
"Oh God." he moaned his voice and eyes desperate.
"What do you need, Hotch?" Dave whispered.
Hotch felt his mind fog over with want and need. All reasoning slipped away as he begin to beg. Beg for someone to touch him, beg for someone to suck him, beg for relief from this unbearable pain in his cock. His words were incoherent, but the pleading was there.
Dave climbed on the bed and positioned himself between Hotch's legs, he grabbed his straining cock and pumped it firmly. "Do you want me to suck your dick.
"Yes." Hotch moaned. "Please."
He groaned as Dave's hot mouth lowered on his cock. Hotch mind and body exploded with pleasure. Emily's mouth on his dick had felt amazing, but Dave's felt so different. His mouth was hotter, his tongue bigger and more muscled. The whiskers from his goatee tickled Aaron's balls.
Dave held Hotch's bucking hips firmly to the bed as he swirled his tongue over the tip of his straining cock. What had Emily said? Dave has a tongue like a giraffe. Aaron's mind went back to the time he had taking Jack to the zoo. He pictured the giraffe's huge tongue coming out of it's mouth. Lost in the feeling coming from his groin, Aaron vaguely became aware of other lips and tongues on his face, neck and torso. He moaned as someone licked his armpit, lightly tugging on the hair there. A small delicate hand gently cupped his balls and he groaned loudly. Dave had his hips firmly pressed to the bed and was unrelenting in his attention to Aaron's dick. Aaron felt a ball of fire begin to form and spin in the pit of his stomach, threatening to engulf his entire being. His toes curled and he vocalized loudly as the ball of fire rushed to his balls and then exploded out of the end of his dick. His eyes fluttered back into his head as every nerve ending in his body exploded with pleasure.
Opening his eyes, he saw the two women kissing Dave and licking his come from Dave's face and lips. His eyes closed again.
"Who wants a shower?" Hotch heard Dave ask.
Still unable to open his eyes, he heard JJ say. "You two go on. I'm going to stay with Hotch if you don't mind, Emily."
"I don't mind." Emily said. "You know where the keys are."
Listening, Hotch could hear the shower water come on and Dave and Emily's voices murmuring from the bathroom.
He moaned when soft hands caressed his wrists and unlocked the handcuffs. With his eyes still closed, he felt a light weight settle on his stomach and the same gentle hands massage his sore shoulder muscles.
"That feels good." he mumbled his eyes still closed.
Sighing he felt soft breasts press against his chest and lips whisper soft on his throat and neck.
"Hi JJ." he said, as he reached a tired hand up to stroke her hair. He opened his eyes and stared in to the beautiful face of Jennifer Jareau.
"How are you feeling?" she asked as she returned to gently massaging his sore shoulder muscles.
"Shattered." He moaned.
She laughed her lilting laugh and pressed her lips softly against his.
"I would imagine so, that was one heck of a orgasm you had there. I thought you were going to levitate off the bed for a second." She kissed his neck and nuzzled his ear. He hugged he close, liking the feeling of her breasts pressed against him.
"So what do you think of all this?" she asked, tugging his earlobe with her teeth.
"I don't know what to think." he sighed.
Laughing, JJ, slid off his chest and lay on her side next to him. He rolled over to face her. "Did you like Dave's lips on you?" she teased.
Hotch flushed crimson and closed his eyes. "I don't know how to answer that." he said honestly.
"It doesn't make you gay, Aaron, if that's what you're thinking. I'm not gay and I love to lick Emily's pussy." She reached up and ran her hair through his thick black hair.
"So what does it make me?" he asked softly.
"Sexual." she answered, taking his hand and placing it on her breast.
He lightly flicked his thumb over her nipple and smiled as it hardened.
"They left you here to talk to me, didn't they? He asked, leaning down and licking her hard nipple, running his tongue over the harden bud.
"That." she moaned, "And maybe I wanted a taste of the sexy Aaron Hotchner for myself." She reached around him and gently massaged his butt.
"Do all the women on my team secretly lust for me?"
"Yes." she said honestly. "But don't expect to get Garcia anytime soon. Derek is very, very possessive. He doesn't like to share."
Hotch looked her surprised. "Wait? Derek and Garcia are….."
"Fucking?" she finished for him. "Yeah. I thought you knew that."
"I had no idea." he said shaking his head. "So everyone on my team is getting laid but me?"
"Well not anymore." she kissed the tip of his nose. "Now you can get laid too if you want."
"What about Reid?" he asked suspiciously.
JJ shrugged her shoulders. "No one knows. He's very secretive about his sex life."
"Huh." Hotch grunted, he groaned as JJ begin to gently rub his stomach. He wasn't hard again yet, but he would be soon.
"So how did all this happen?"
"Dave, Em and me?"
He nodded his head.
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