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Wolf Moon

Ahmose Inarus

Disclaimer: I do not own Criminal Minds, nor do I make any profit off of writing this.

SLASH WARNING!!! Hotch / Reid

Written for the Chit Chat on Author’s Corner Halloween Horrors Challenge. The moderators supplied a number of titles of the novels of the Master of Horror himself, Stephen King. We were to pick any title and write a fic using that as the prompt. I chose, “Cycle of the Werewolf”

Chapter 9

When Hotch and Reid arrived back at the house, the barbecue lunch had been put away and Sean had left a note saying that he had returned to his motel, would give them their space to work things out, and would see them on the full moon. But Hotch and Reid both made their first stop a cold shower. Hotch lingered in his cold shower, his thoughts whirling around in regards to the effect that Reid’s pheromones had managed to have on him… he had NEVER reacted like that before… Not even when he had been young and horny…

Considering how dramatic the effects of the boy’s pheromones had brought out in him, Hotch had to come to the conclusion that sex with Reid would be mind-blowing. That train of thought required another ten minutes in the cold shower…

When Hotch finally emerged, Reid had unpacked the barbecue and made up some plates for them. The pair sat down and began to eat, Reid keeping his eyes lowered. Halfway through the meal, Hotch finally gathered the courage to speak up.

“We need to talk about… what happened out there.”

“I am SO sorry…” Reid immediately blurted. “I… I’m so embarrassed, Hotch, I—“

“As am I.” Hotch replied. “But right now, screw the apologies... It’s time to be honest. Reid, I have feelings for you. And the longer I spend with you, the stronger they get, and the more I… want you.” Reid stared at Hotch in silence. “And after smelling those pheromones you were putting off, you want me, too.”

“Putting off WHAT?!” Reid blurted, eyes wide. Hotch rubbed a hand over his eyes and let out a big sigh.

“We put off a scent to entice the mate of our choice when we are near them, Spencer. Most of us know how to control it. You don’t. And I have been blind, not noticing. But my brother did.” Reid flushed. “But when I finally caught on and smelled you putting that scent off… I lost completely control like a damned teenager and I couldn’t stop myself from putting out my own scent.” Reid nodded.

“So now, we have to decide something together… you and I obviously have feelings for one another… and we obviously are… lusting after one another.” Reid blushed and lowered his head. “… So I just have to come out and say it. Spencer… I want to take you as my mate. Do you want me too?”

“… Yes.” Reid nodded. Hotch stared at him, and Reid slowly raised his eyes and looked at Hotch. “I… I want to try. I’ve already told you how long I’ve…”

“Since I first called you ‘pup’, yes, I remember… Here’s the thing, Spencer… to give you one of your favorite quotes, mating among werewolves is “try not. Do, or do not.” If we do this, there’s no going back.”

“What do you mean?” Reid asked.

“When a wolf chooses his mate… they mate for life.”

“What? But… Haley…”

“I said when a wolf CHOOSES his mate. When a mate is chosen for him, the relationship may not work… Now granted, a hundred years ago, whether it was an arranged marriage or not, you mated for life. But as divorce became more acceptable among humans, so it did among our kind. And pairs who mated due to an arrangement began to divorce. Those who chose their own mate, however…? They have a divorce rate of less than 1%. Now, I didn’t choose Haley, and she didn’t choose me. But I am choosing you. And if you are choosing me, this is for life. Are you sure you want me?”

“I’ve never wanted anyone else before.” Reid admitted. “I’ve had a crush here and there, but… I… I really and truly… want you.” Hotch stared at Reid, and then reached across the table and laid his hand over Reid.

“… Alright.” Hotch said, and Reid looked up. The man was wearing a truly happy smile on his face.

“Really?”

“Really.” Hotch said. “That settles it. When the time is right, and the both of us are ready… we will mate.”

“… When the time is right?” Reid asked. “When will that be?”

“We’ll know.” Hotch assured him, and dug into his dinner with much more relish. Reid blinked, and then smiled and did the same. And when they were finished eating, they turned in for an early night…

Tuesday morning was gray, dreary and foggy, and the two wolves slept in. Reid was the first to stir this time, and the smell of coffee was what woke Hotch. He found Reid sipping some coffee, sitting cross legged on the sofa, staring out the window.

“How did you sleep?” He asked. Reid blinked his sleepy eyes and looked up at him, then smiled.

“Fine, thank you.” Reid answered. “There’s toast in the toaster and eggs in the egg poacher.”

“Sausage? Bacon?”

“… No.”

“Come on, Spencer.” Hotch scoffed. “I thought for sure I had taught you at least that much by now.” And Reid grinned as Hotch stomped into the kitchen, muttering under his breath. Soon, the smell of bacon filled the house, and Reid inhaled deeply. He unfolded his long legs and stood from the sofa, heading into the kitchen to help Hotch finish getting breakfast together.

“What are we doing today?” Reid asked as they sat down.

“I think you need a break.” Hotch said, smiling at Reid. “You’ve learned a lot, but I don’t want to burn you out or overwhelm you. So we’re just going to relax today. Maybe go out to dinner, depending on the weather.” Reid nodded, smiling as he enjoyed his breakfast. By the time they were finished eating, soft thunder was rolling over the house and the rain was falling. Reid stood in the doorway to the kitchen and watched, perplexed, as Hotch leaned down and lit a fire in the fire place, and then stripped naked. He changed into his wolf form, and curled up on the rug, and relaxed. Reid blinked, and then perked. He smiled. It looked quite… comfortable. Hotch raised his head when the little brown wolf padded over to him, his tail fluttering hopefully. Hotch stood and wagged his tail, touching noses with Reid and then turning his head to indicate the rug before the fire. Reid moved in and settled down on the floor, and Hotch curled up beside him, draping his head over Reid’s neck in a possessive manner.

A few minutes later, Reid sighed and said “I never knew this could be so comfortable…” Hotch smiled. “I have a fireplace in my apartment that I’ve never used, and I can’t help but think what a waste that has been.” Hotch chuckled now.

“Believe me.” He said softly. “It’s infinitely better when you share the warmth with someone you love…” And he began to lovingly lick over Reid’s ears. Reid sighed and cooed, his eyes falling closed as he delighted in the attentions that he had never had before. And Hotch seemed to be delighted to lavish Reid with the affections.

“… Aaron?”

“Yes?”

“What will happen?”

“With what?”

“When we mate…”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean what happens when we mate?”

“Are we talking the actual act of mating?” Hotch asked. “Or life in general once we are mated?”

“Both.” Reid responded, wiggling around and rolling onto his back, licking at Hotch’s chin. Hotch wagged his tail in response to this submissive gesture of affection.

“Well… Obviously, we have sex.” He began.

“Will… will it hurt?”

“It may, yes.” Hotch said, then sighed. “I have to ask… Spencer… are you a virgin?”

“Of course.” Reid said, as if this were completely obvious. “You yourself said that we mate for life.”

“There’s a difference between mating and having sex.” Hotch chuckled, wagging his tail again. Reid cocked his ears.

“There is? What’s the difference?”

“Sex is just that. Sex.” Hotch told him. “Mating is a pledge. Marking one another with your scent, and sometimes, with teeth… Most wolves actually only go bareback if they’re mating.”

“Bareback?”

Hotch chuckled. “Without a condom. I thought you would have known that term by now. But wolves are raised in a strict manner… most of us actually do wear condoms for sex with someone we don’t intend to mate. But of course, we also have much higher conception and birth rates than human women.”

“Oh.” Reid said, looking surprised.

“Well… think about it. If a wolf mates, they’re almost guaranteed to get pregnant. And we’re twice as likely as human women to have multiple births.”

“Hm…” Reid hummed thoughtfully.

“And of course, wolves want to know who the father of pups are… Females want to know who is to care for her and her pups, and the males don’t want anyone else touching their female… So wolves are expected to have one mate and one mate only. Wolves who don’t adhere to this are generally… rejected. But of course, there’s also culture to consider. For example… Arabian Wolves have practiced polygamy for countless generations, with one male having a few females in a harem. The more urban packs in the western world have stopped for the most part, to conform to what’s socially acceptable where they live… But many of those still living in the middle east live the same way they have for thousands of years.” Reid nodded, looking fascinated.

“So… what about us?” Reid asked.

“Hm?”

“How are... how are WE going to do it?” Reid asked, slowly changing back into his human form and beginning to run his fingers through the thick black fur on Hotch’s head and down his neck and shoulders. Hotch closed his eyes as he enjoyed these touches, and he rested a paw on Reid’s bare chest.

“How do you WANT to do it?” The wolf asked.

“… I don’t know…” Reid shrugged. “I mean… what happens?”

Hotch smiled and flicked an ear. “Well…” He said, thinking, “I’m assuming you prefer to do this in your human form.”

“… You guys actually do it as a wolf?!” Reid blurted, looking appalled.

“It’s natural to us in all forms. Haley and I never did it, but I hear that there’s a certain something extra when you do it in the halfway form.” Hotch said, chuckling at the look on Reid’s face.

“I am NOT doing it if either of us are showing any fur, tails or… whatever!” Reid said firmly.

“Alright then.” Hotch nodded. “So I guess we just have to figure out how you want to do this… do you want to be marked?”

“How so?” Reid asked. The wolf considered him, then leaned forwards and pressed his teeth to Reid’s skin at the juncture between his neck and shoulder. “Oh…” Reid gasped, shivering. “I… I dunno… maybe?” He closed his eyes lightly as the wolf rested his head on his chest, and Reid continued to stroke the dark fur, smiling as he felt the busy tail thumping against his leg.

“Do you want to do it here?” Hotch asked. “In a house? In a bed? Or out there… in the woods… under the moon…”

“I… I don’t know.” Reid gasped, opening his eyes and looking intrigued.

“Do you want to plan it, or just let it happen?”

“I don’t know.” Reid admitted, looking up into the wolf’s eyes.

“Sounds to me like you’re not sure about anything.”

“I… I’m not.”

“Well then… I think that the best way is to just… let it happen on its own.” Hotch said, and Reid smiled.

“Okay.” Reid nodded. He smiled and curled his arms around the wolf’s neck, and Hotch licked his cheek. “And what will happen after?”

“Well… I would like for you to move in with me.” Hotch said. “Share my home, and my bed.”

Reid frowned. “But… what about our jobs?”

“What about them?”

“Well… I mean… when they find we’re living together…”

“We won’t tell them. We’ll keep your apartment, but you’ll stay with me.” Hotch said.

“Hm… I dunno if it will work…”

“We’ll go back and forth.” Hotch said. “Between my place and yours.”

“We won’t fit in mine…” Reid giggled. “I have a twin bed.”

“I’ll buy you a bigger bed…” Hotch chuckled, and Reid grinned.

“… Deal. What else happens after we’re mated?”

“Well… we have to proclaim it to the pack.”

“But we have no pack.” Reid pointed out.

“We’ll proclaim it to the wolves in the area, and I’ll tell my family and childhood pack.” Hotch said.

“They won’t be happy, will they?”

“No, probably not. But I live here, they live there. Who cares what they think?” The wolf shrugged, and Reid smiled, feeling the thickness of the alpha wolf’s mane.

“I wonder what my mother will think?” Reid mused.

“What do you think she’ll think?” Hotch asked.

“Mom always said that she just wanted to see me happy.” Reid smiled for a moment, then said “I wonder what my father would think…” Hotch frowned, laying his ears back.

“Let’s not talk about your father…” He grumbled. “The thought of him gets my hackles up.”

“Hm…” Reid snorted softly, smiling at the thought of someone feeling righteous anger on his behalf.

“… Aaron?”

“Yes?”

“I love you.”

The wolf turned his head and stared down into the chestnut eyes.

“… I love you too, pup.” He said, and Reid curled his arms around the wolf’s neck, and the wolf lay his head on the youth’s chest, closing his eyes.

No more words were said, the pair dozed off for a nap, black fur on white skin…
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