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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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- 10
Aaron lay panting on the bed as the two girls got up and started moving around the room. Emily reached into the closet and tossed JJ a red silk robe. Aaron lost sight of her as she stepped deeper into the closet, but smiled when she returned wearing a delicate pink and white, spaghetti strap night dress.
"You about ready for food, Big Guy?" she asked, rubbing his stomach. He held his arms out to her. Emily giggled and pulled him into a sitting position. He blinked his eyes and glanced around the room. "Have you seen my boxers?"
"No. I haven't. But I'm sure they're here somewhere." Bending over she opened a drawer and pulled out a pair of pajama pants. She tossed them to Aaron. "Here, these should fit."
Aaron caught the pants and held them up. They were navy blue with happy red Elmo's all over them. Aaron raised an eye brow and looked at Emily.
"Why do you have a pair of x-large Elmo pajama pants? "He asked pulling them over his legs.
Emily giggled. "I ordered them online. I thought they were cute. They sent the wrong size and I never bothered to return them."
"Cute." Aaron mumbled, following her down the stairs.
JJ and Dave were hugging each other in the kitchen. Aaron sniffed the air and his stomach growled in appreciation.
"That smells great, Dave."
"Homemade lasagna." Dave said with pride. "I was just getting ready to stick it in the oven when Emily called. So this worked out perfectly." he said turning around. "Nice pants, Hotch. I didn't know you liked Elmo." he teased.
"Elmo is a disorganized, psychopath with severe manic/depressive syndrome." he said taking a seat at the table. He glanced up at the faces gaping at him. "Oh mark my word." he quipped, "There is going to be a blood bath on Sesame Street one of these days."
You really think Elmo is disorganized?" Rossi asked as he placed the pan of lasagna on the table. He looked at the stunned faces of JJ and Emily. "What. You didn't know Aaron profiles cartoon characters?"
"Elmo's a Muppet, not a cartoon." Aaron said dryly. The two men laughed at the shocked looks on the girls faces.
The couples ate voraciously, discussing all the normal things couples do when they get together for dinner; work, kids, mutual friends. Aaron couldn't help by smile at the incongruity of the situation. They had all just shared incredible sex and now they were eating together, half naked as if it were the most normal thing in the world.
After dinner, they all pitched in and helped clean up the kitchen. Grabbing four beers, they made their way to the living room to continue their conversations.
Aaron was relaxing in Emily's comfortable club chair, when he started feeling the first stirrings of his cock. Before long his pajama pants were tented and his cock was straining to get out. He took a long pull off his beer and casually lowered the waist band of the pants. Pulling his cock out he began to slowly stroke it, alleviating some of the ache and pressure that had started to build.
Dave looked at him from his place on the couch and smiled. "Feeling okay over there Aaron?" he teased.
Aaron glared at him as he stroked his erection. "Fuck you, Dave. I have note from my doctor."
Dave chuckled and looked down at JJ, who was lying next to him on the couch. She had opened her robe, and was lazily running her fingers through her wet folds.
"Do you have a doctor's note too?" he asked, rubbing her knee.
"No. It's him." she moaned, glancing at Aaron. "Watching him stroke that beautiful cock is making me horny as hell."
They all glanced down as Emily moaned from the floor, she had pulled her nightgown up and was stroking her pussy. "Thank God." she sighed. "I didn't want to be the only one."
Aaron looked over at Dave. "What about you old man?"
"Oh Christ." Dave moaned, reaching into his boxers and pulling out his straining cock. He sighed happily as he stroked it. "Look what you've started Aaron." he groaned with pleasure as he handled his cock.
"So how does the game work?" Aaron asked, rubbing just the head of his penis with his hand. "Whoever comes first wins?"
"Why not whoever lasts the longest?" Dave asked as he ran his hand up and down his cock in long, hard strokes.
"I say we all try to come at the same time." JJ said. Aaron glanced at her, she was prone, with her right leg propped up on the back of the couch. With her left index finger she was slowly 'fucking' herself, while her right index finger made tiny circles on her clit.
"Em? What do you say?" Aaron glanced down, Emily was stroking herself very slowly with one finger. "Together," she moaned, "it's more of a challenge."
"Okay. Together." Aaron agreed." Call out when you're getting close."
He chuckled to himself at the moans and groans of affirmation.
Stroking his cock slowly, he glanced around at the room full of Special Agents of The Federal Bureau of Investigation all quietly pleasuring themselves. It was so surreal and sublimely erotic, he couldn't help but shake his head in disbelief. The past 26 hours had been the most sexually intensive in his life.
He stared down at Emily pleasuring herself. She was touching herself with long steady strokes, her finger rubbing slowly across her clit. She look wantonly beautiful. He watched as she gasped and pulled her hand away.
"You didn't come did you, Em?" JJ asked breathlessly.
"No. But I am so close." Emily moaned. She inserted her index finger into her opening and began to slid it in and out. "Okay." she panted. "I'm better now."
Aaron looked over at Dave, the older man's eyes were closed and he was thrusting his hips up off the couch rhythmically, his hand was moving quickly on the head of his penis. "Almost." Dave groaned.
Aaron shifted his grip to the head of his penis, with his other hand he grasped the base of his cock, trying to stave off his orgasm. He was ready to blow at any moment. The women seemed to be able to tell an end was near by the sounds emanating from their men. Both had settled down to serious business, focusing directly on their clits.
Emily tumbled over the edge first. She moaned loudly, her head thrashing from side to side, her back arching. Dave followed close behind, moaning "Oh Jesus." as come shot from the end of his cock. JJ and Aaron's moans of pleasure competed with each other as JJ's body froze, rigid with waves of ecstasy and Aaron yelled "Fuck." while clamping his fist down hard on the head of his penis.
They lay their panting, each doing what was necessary to ride out the waves of their orgasms. Aaron was still slowing milking come out of the end of his cock, when Dave spoke.
"Well that was….." he trailed off,
"Amazing?" JJ moaned.
"Surreal?" asked Emily.
"Bizarre.' stated Aaron.
"I was going to say 'Different" but all of those work too. Come on Women." he said, turning to JJ. "I'm fed and I'm fucked and it's past my bedtime."
Emily was leaning against Aaron's legs and he was gently stroking her hair, when Dave and JJ descended the stairs, dressed and ready to leave. They stood up and moved towards the front door. Dave reached out and hugged Aaron tightly.
"Thanks Dave." Aaron whispered in his ear.
"Don't thank me. Thank the guy who injected you. I think it's the best thing that could have happened to you." Aaron was staring at his older friend in disbelief when Dave leaned in and lightly kissed him on the lips. "Think about it."
Dave turned and held out his arms to Emily, wrapping her in a tight hug.
"Thanks so much for stopping by Dave, JJ." Emily said, "We'll have to do this again."
"Which part?" JJ asked. "The lasagna or the circle jerk?" her face was serious.
Six pairs of eyes slowly turned towards Aaron. He was holding his stomach, loud high pitched laughter shaking his whole body. They all stared at him in shock as he continued to laugh, tears steaming down his face.
"Wait, wait." he said, trying to regain control. He managed to stop laughing for a moment, but fits of giggles overcame him.
"Are you okay Hotch" JJ asked, she sounded concerned.
"I'm fine. Really." he choked and started laughing again. "Oh God." he giggled, wiping tears off his face.
"Aaron." Dave said, chuckling with him. "I do believe it's been 15 years since I've heard you laugh like this."
"That's because I don't think I've laughed this hard in fifteen years." Aaron said, wiping tears from his eyes. "Okay." he said sternly. "I'm okay." He broke down again into another fit of giggles. "Oh God." he sighed, finally reigning in his laughter.
He quickly hugged Dave and JJ tightly. "I love you guys." he murmured.
Emily stood at the door and said her Goodbyes. Closing the door, she turned to look at Aaron, who was still giggling.
Aaron held out his arms and Emily pressed against his chest. He folded her in for a tight hug. "Circle jerk." he whispered, giggling.
Aaron hugged Emily tightly in his arms, loving the feeling of her pressed against him. He kissed her on the top of her head.
"Tired?" he asked.
"A little." she murmured.
"Wanna head up to bed?"
"Sure." she took his hand and led him up the stairs to her room.
Flopping down on her bed, Aaron held out his arms to Emily. She climbed into them and lay her head on his chest. Stroking her hair, he let out a deep sigh.
"You know, Emily. What Dave said was the truth."
"What's that Aaron?" she asked kissing his chest.
"The unsub injecting me with that drug was probably the best thing that's every happened to me." he squeezed her tightly before he continued. "He thought that he would humiliate and embarrass me. Cause me shame and discomfort." He gently ran his fingers through her hair. "And if it wasn't for you, that's probably exactly what I would be going through right now. But because of you Emily, these have been the best two days of my life. I feel like I've been set free."
Emily smiled against his chest. "So you aren't mad at me for taking advantage of your body in your weakened condition?"
He pulled her face up to his and kissed her passionately. "Not even a little bit." he whispered against her lips. "You're amazing."
Emily hugged him tightly, glancing down she could see that his pajama pants were tented. "The Beast is awake." she murmured.
Looking down, he nodded, "He sure is."
Aaron watched as Emily stood up and pulled her nightgown off, kneeling on the bed, she reached for Aaron's pants and pulled them off his legs. When she reached for his cock, he grabbed her wrist.
"You have to be getting sore by now." he asked, staring into her eyes. "Tell me the truth."
"A little." she shrugged. "It's not that bad really."
"Well." he said slowly, blushing a little. "What if I wanted to act out a fantasy with you?"
"You've had fantasies about me?" she asked, sounding surprised.
"Lots of them. But this one is very, very simple." he said, stroking her hair. "Don't laugh at me. But I just want to kiss you, look at you and have you touch me while I jack off."
"Is that all?" she asked, kissing his chin.
"Could you light some candles and turn out the lights?" he asked shyly.
"I can do that." she whispered. "In your fantasy, what was I wearing?"
"Black silk." he moaned.
"Close your eyes and don't open them until I tell you to." she said, her voice husky.
Aaron closed his eyes. He knew it wasn't much of a fantasy, but his cock was already throbbing with anticipation. He had pictured this so many times when he had masturbated, alone in his bed. He was relieved when she hadn't laughed at his simple request.
He smiled to himself, she had turned on some soft jazz music and it was adjusted it to the perfect volume.
"Open your eyes, Aaron." she whispered from next to the bed.
"Will this work for you?" she asked.
He slowly opened his eyes. The room was glowing in the faint candlelight. Looking around, his breath caught in his throat. She was standing next to the bed in a black silk nightgown. It was elegant, classic and simple. The soft fabric clung to her body.
"Emily" he croaked, holding out his right arm for her.
She folded herself into the crook of his arm and lightly ran her hands along his face. Leaning in, she ran her tongue along his lips, before gently pressing it into his mouth and running it sensuously against his. He rubbed his hand on her hip, loving the feel of the feminine silk against his hand.
As she kissed him passionately, he slowly slid his hand up his thigh. Pausing, he grasped his balls and lightly squeezed and rubbed them. Stroking her hip with his right hand, he moved his left hand up to lightly grasp his shaft. Emily captured his moan with her mouth, sucking gently on his tongue, Still moving slowly, Aaron rubbed his calloused thumb over the sensitive head of his cock. Emily's hand had moved to lightly wrap around his neck. Aaron's body shuddered at all the different tactile sensations, the silk cool under his hand, Emily's warm hand at his throat, her soft tongue against his and the wonderful pressure against the head of his cock. Emily pushed her soft tongue back into his mouth and it began to dance passionately against his. Stroking the head of his cock almost painfully slow, Aaron kissed her back deeply.
Emily imagined that she could feel all of his hopes, dreams and desires behind his kiss. With her thumb, Emily gently stroked Aaron's throat and rubbed her tongue slowly against his in an agonizingly dance of passion. She could feel him slowly stroking his cock. When she felt the muscle in his neck flutter and his hand tighten on her hip, she knew that he was close. He stopped kissing her and stared intently into her eyes, their faces only inches apart. As he felt his orgasm rise, he stroked himself faster and tightened his grip on her hip. The ball of heat was spinning faster and faster in his stomach. Rubbing harder, he felt his orgasm explode in his stomach and shoot out of the tip of his cock. His body shuddered as his nerve ending pulsed with pleasure.
"Emily." he moaned softly. He closed his eyes and laid his head down next to hers, his body limp with exhaustion.
When Aaron opened his eyes again, he realize that Emily was sleeping peacefully in his arms. Glancing around the room he saw that all the candles had been blown out. Sighing, he laid his head back down and slowly drifted back to sleep.
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