B-day fic
Title: A Distraction
Author: ice_ziggee
Rating: FRAO
Pairing: Hotch/Reid
Beta: Unbeta because I was really late with this so ALL mistakes are mine.
Summary: Plotless and pointless pron… (Is there such a thing as pointless pron? Or Plotless? *shrugs*)
A/N: It´s bowie28´s B-day and she wanted something with elevators. I hope I delivered… Happy Birthday, girl!!!
<3
***
Hotch grabbed his suitcase, threw his coat over his arm and headed out the door. He shut the lights as he pulled the door closed behind him. The bull-pen was dark, as the time was almost 9 pm, it wasn´t unusual. What was unusual was meeting Reid at the elevators.
Hotch smiled at his lover and gave him a quick kiss. “What are you doing here so late? I thought you went home.”
After returning the kiss, Reid nervously looked around before settling his eyes on the other man. “JJ asked me to look at some files. I forgot the time,” he confessed.
“JJ´s having you do her job too? Isn´t enough that Morgan and Prentiss slip you their files?” Hotch asked and watched the elevator number change.
“No and no. You know second opinions never hurt, especially when she has all these cases,” Spencer replied, “beside you know I slip Morgan and Prentiss some of my files, they just haven´t realized it.” Spencer grinned.
A lighting brightened up the sky outside the window, followed immediate by the loud metal sound of thunder.
“Maybe we should take the stairs,” Reid said as he turned his gaze from the older man and toward the downpour outside the window.
“We could,” Hotch replied as the elevator indicated its arrival with a loud ‘ding’.
Hotch stepped inside and looked at Reid, who hesitated only a few seconds before following his boss inside.
The box started it´s descend. “Want to grab a late dinner?” Hotch asked.
“Sure, for some reason I´m craving a pizza right now,” Reid replied with a frown.
“Sounds good,” Hotch said and looked up at the descending numbers, “My place or yours?”
“Yours. It´s logical since you have both a bigger bed and a better mattress,” Reid claimed with a smirk.
Hotch chuckled lightly and returned his gaze to the other man.
Suddenly the elevator halted, the lights flickering before going off and surrounding them in darkness.
“Hotch?” Reid said quietly, his voice low in fear.
“It´s alright, Reid,” the Unit chief replied, “I´m sure it will start soon.
A few seconds went by. “Aaron?” the younger man called in a broken voice
“Reid?” Hotch asked worryingly, looking to his right even if he couldn´t see anything in the pitch darkness and blindly reached his hand out.
“I´m…. ok…ay.” Reid claimed as his breathing became louder and more erratic.
Hotch´s hand landed on a moving bicep and suddenly the box flooded with light from a small flashlight in Reid´s hand, the light reflected on the steel panel of the elevator walls. Reid was staring at him, his eyes wide with fright.
“You alright?” Hotch asked without letting go of his arm, he stepped closer and set his other hand on Reid´s other arm in comfort.
“Yeah, yeah, I´m fine,” Reid replied nodding, “The emergency light should come on any second now.”
Hotch let go of the other man, turning his attention to the buttons and pushing the emergency button - nothing happened.
“It´s not working,” Hotch said calmly and tried it a few more times to be sure.
“It´s probably connected to the emergency generator,” Reid said as he shone the light for Hotch to see, “which should have powered up by now.”
As the younger agent said the last word, a small greenish light above the door came on. Hotch immediately pushed the emergency button and it lit up bright red. Within seconds a male voice could be heard over the com.
“This is officer Rendell. Please identify yourself.”
“I´m SSA Hotchner and I´m here with SSA dr. Reid. We are stuck in the elevator.”
“Yeah, a lightning hit the powerstation causing a blackout in Quantico and nearby areas. I´ll need to call the fire department to get you out, but it could take a while. There are a lot of accidents in this heavy rain.”
“Just call them and keep us posted,” Hotch said into the intercom.
“Will do, sir. Do you know if anyone else was on your floor?”
“No, we were the last to leave.”
“Alright, I´m going to call the fire department right now.”
“Thank you!” Hotch replied and watched as the red button turned off.
Hotch set his briefcase on the floor and his coat on top of it. Turning toward the other man he gave a reassuring smile and watched as Spencer put his bag and flashlight on the floor. Reid was still a breathing a bit unnervingly.
“Spencer,” the older agent said softly and put his arms around the shaking body, pulling him closer to his own.
“I´m fine,” Spencer claimed but snuggled closer and wrapped his arms around the other man´s waist. “I´m sorry,” he murmured into the shoulder.
Aaron closed his eyes as the accustomed scent and closeness caused a familiar reaction in his groin. An idea formed in his mind and caused him to grin slightly. He wasn´t sure if his lover would agree because of their current situation. Their sex-life was far from mundane and Spencer was the most interesting and fascinating lover he´d ever had, and he´d had a few during his collage year, as the genius literary put his mind to work when it came to the topic.
He dug his hand into the wavy hair, baring the long neck and running the tip of his nose up the sensitive skin. Feeling the other body tense he tightened his grip a little and risked using the tip of his tongue on his next trip upward.
“Aaron,” Spencer said warningly but seconds later moaned softly as his lover nibbled lightly over his jugular and then Reid gave a hard shove so their embrace broke. “Are you seriously considering having sex in the elevator in the Federal building?” He asked with disbelief in his voice.
Aaron smiled mischievously as he moved closer to the trapped man. “It´s the only distraction I could think of.”
Spencer´s eyebrows shut up in surprise. “Distraction.” He mimicked and tried to shy away but the closed quarters made it impossible.
Setting his hands on the railing on either side of the young man, Aaron managed to pin him against the wall with his body. He pressed his hard erection against the other man´s groin but let his lips hover right in front of the other pair and held his gaze firmly. “Are you thinking about being trapped in an elevator or are you thinking about getting caught,” he whispered and then he watched and waited. Not a minute later he knew Spencer had gotten his idea as he felt the matching hardness pushing against his and pressed their bodies harder together causing his lover to whimper.
“Kiss me,” the elder ordered and then there were eager lips on his, pushing and demanding. Tongues met, sliding along each other in all too knowing dance. Fingers worked loosening ties and unbuttoning pants until both men growled in unison as they curled their fingers around each other´s hard flesh.
In one swift movement, Aaron turned his eager partner around and pressed his cock between the cheeks.
“Wait!!!” Spencer yelled and quickly picked up his bag as Aaron moved away. Rumbling in his bag for a minute, he set it on the floor as he´d found the item he´d been looking for and thrust into this lover´s hand.
Aaron couldn´t help but grin. “You keep lube in your bag?” He asked and positioned Spencer so he was leaning with his forearms on the railing for support. He quickly lubed up two fingers and with ease pushed them inside the waiting hole.
“You should make inventory… ahhhhh!!!!” Spencer clamped around the sudden intrusion, “in your desk.” He finished with a breath.
“You put lube in my desk?” Hotch asked almost shocked and ran his fingers over his lover´s prostate, who growled in return.
Reid pushed back against the fingers. “Never know… when you find… the mood,” he managed to push out between the small movements Hotch was torturing him with.
“Office-sex. Really, Reid?” Hotch teased as he added the third slick finger.
“Aaron,“ Spencer claimed in even voice, although his eyes were closed with concentration, “If you don´t fuck me right now, I´ll never have sex with you in your office…Ever.”
Hotch worked his fingers in and out of his lover as he pondered his options.
“Not even a blow job,” the young man threatened and that did it. The image of Spencer using his talented tongue on him while he sat in his office chair, made his hard cock jump with excitement. The older man quickly lubed up his erection and pushed inside.
Both men let out audible breaths as the connection was made. Hotch shivered as the heat surrounded his hardness.
“Agent Hotchner,” sounded from the intercom and both men froze.
“Yes,” Hotch said few heartbeats later, pulling of his best boss voice.
“I talked to the dispatcher. She said it should be within the next couple of hours. The weather has passed and the city has sent engineers in to fix the powerstation.” Officer Rendell informed them.
“Thank you,” both men said in unison.
“Is everything alright, considering the circumstance?”
“Peachy,” Reid growled and pushed back against his lover who drew in a sharp breath in return.
Hotch cleared his throat. “Yes, we are fine.”
“Alright, I´ll let you know when the fire department gets here.”
“Thank you,” Hotch said politely.
“I´ll check in on you two later. Just push the button if you need anything.”
“Will do,” Hotch said and waited until the light went off to press hard against the hot body before him, causing Spencer to bang his head against the opposite wall.
“Owww,” the younger man yell but his cry changed into small whimpers as Aaron dug his fingers into the flesh covering Spencer´s hipbones and slammed hard into him, again and again and again. “Close…” Spencer said in a high pitched voice.
“God, yessss…” Aaron hissed as his own climax built up, tighter and tighter. He leaned over the other body and found his lover´s aching cock. Wrapping his hand around it he managed to continue his fast pace as he worked his hand up and down the hard shaft in his palm.
Spencer tried his damnest to muffle his scream as he was pushed into his climax.
“Ohhhh, Spenc...” Aaron yelled into the young man´s back as the wave flushed over him bringing him to the top when his lover clamped around the thickness inside of him.
Harsh breathing filled the small space as the men stood and waited for the bliss to subside. Slowly Aaron pulled away from his lover getting a small whimper of protest. He pulled up his pants and briefs without bothering to zip up and sat down on the floor. Soon Spencer joined him, leaning against his shoulder.
“This does not catalog as office-sex,” the young man mumbled.
Aaron chuckled as much as he could between hard breaths. “Technically we are still at the office,” he pointed out.
“No, this was elevator-sex.”
“You´re keeping score?” Aaron asked and then quickly added, “Don´t answer that.”
Spencer raised his head from Aaron´s shoulder with a smug grin on his face. “What, you don´t want to know how many times we´ve done it in the past four hundred twenty eight days?”
“No,” Aaron growled, “and I don´t want to know how you catalog it either.”
“Hmm, well,” Spencer started and entwined his fingers with Aaron´s as he spoke,” there was that time in my kitchen and then there was that time in your livi….”
Aaron kissed him, gently pushing his tongue between the moving lips and wasn´t disappointed when Spencer kissed him back with the same ease. When they finally broke away, Spencer looked him straight in the eyes. “I love you.”
“I love you too,” Aaron replied and gave the young man a quick kiss before setting his arms around his shoulder and pulling him as close as possible.
Reid yawned and let his head fall on Aaron´s shoulder, who planted a small kiss on Spencer´s forehead.
“Ju´ go´ng t´nap,” Reid mumbled and turned his head slightly so his forehead rested in the crock of Hotch´s neck.
“All right,” Hotch said, “I´ll wake you if something happens.”
“Mmmhhmmm,” was the only reply mumbled from his amazing lover.
One hour and thirty six minutes later they stepped out of the elevator. They shook hands with officer Rendell and thanked him for his actions.
They drove straight home to Aaron´s place, where they fell into bed in a tangle of limps and torsos and slept sound all night… Well, almost all night.
-End
Author: ice_ziggee
Rating: FRAO
Pairing: Hotch/Reid
Beta: Unbeta because I was really late with this so ALL mistakes are mine.
Summary: Plotless and pointless pron… (Is there such a thing as pointless pron? Or Plotless? *shrugs*)
A/N: It´s bowie28´s B-day and she wanted something with elevators. I hope I delivered… Happy Birthday, girl!!!
<3
***
Hotch grabbed his suitcase, threw his coat over his arm and headed out the door. He shut the lights as he pulled the door closed behind him. The bull-pen was dark, as the time was almost 9 pm, it wasn´t unusual. What was unusual was meeting Reid at the elevators.
Hotch smiled at his lover and gave him a quick kiss. “What are you doing here so late? I thought you went home.”
After returning the kiss, Reid nervously looked around before settling his eyes on the other man. “JJ asked me to look at some files. I forgot the time,” he confessed.
“JJ´s having you do her job too? Isn´t enough that Morgan and Prentiss slip you their files?” Hotch asked and watched the elevator number change.
“No and no. You know second opinions never hurt, especially when she has all these cases,” Spencer replied, “beside you know I slip Morgan and Prentiss some of my files, they just haven´t realized it.” Spencer grinned.
A lighting brightened up the sky outside the window, followed immediate by the loud metal sound of thunder.
“Maybe we should take the stairs,” Reid said as he turned his gaze from the older man and toward the downpour outside the window.
“We could,” Hotch replied as the elevator indicated its arrival with a loud ‘ding’.
Hotch stepped inside and looked at Reid, who hesitated only a few seconds before following his boss inside.
The box started it´s descend. “Want to grab a late dinner?” Hotch asked.
“Sure, for some reason I´m craving a pizza right now,” Reid replied with a frown.
“Sounds good,” Hotch said and looked up at the descending numbers, “My place or yours?”
“Yours. It´s logical since you have both a bigger bed and a better mattress,” Reid claimed with a smirk.
Hotch chuckled lightly and returned his gaze to the other man.
Suddenly the elevator halted, the lights flickering before going off and surrounding them in darkness.
“Hotch?” Reid said quietly, his voice low in fear.
“It´s alright, Reid,” the Unit chief replied, “I´m sure it will start soon.
A few seconds went by. “Aaron?” the younger man called in a broken voice
“Reid?” Hotch asked worryingly, looking to his right even if he couldn´t see anything in the pitch darkness and blindly reached his hand out.
“I´m…. ok…ay.” Reid claimed as his breathing became louder and more erratic.
Hotch´s hand landed on a moving bicep and suddenly the box flooded with light from a small flashlight in Reid´s hand, the light reflected on the steel panel of the elevator walls. Reid was staring at him, his eyes wide with fright.
“You alright?” Hotch asked without letting go of his arm, he stepped closer and set his other hand on Reid´s other arm in comfort.
“Yeah, yeah, I´m fine,” Reid replied nodding, “The emergency light should come on any second now.”
Hotch let go of the other man, turning his attention to the buttons and pushing the emergency button - nothing happened.
“It´s not working,” Hotch said calmly and tried it a few more times to be sure.
“It´s probably connected to the emergency generator,” Reid said as he shone the light for Hotch to see, “which should have powered up by now.”
As the younger agent said the last word, a small greenish light above the door came on. Hotch immediately pushed the emergency button and it lit up bright red. Within seconds a male voice could be heard over the com.
“This is officer Rendell. Please identify yourself.”
“I´m SSA Hotchner and I´m here with SSA dr. Reid. We are stuck in the elevator.”
“Yeah, a lightning hit the powerstation causing a blackout in Quantico and nearby areas. I´ll need to call the fire department to get you out, but it could take a while. There are a lot of accidents in this heavy rain.”
“Just call them and keep us posted,” Hotch said into the intercom.
“Will do, sir. Do you know if anyone else was on your floor?”
“No, we were the last to leave.”
“Alright, I´m going to call the fire department right now.”
“Thank you!” Hotch replied and watched as the red button turned off.
Hotch set his briefcase on the floor and his coat on top of it. Turning toward the other man he gave a reassuring smile and watched as Spencer put his bag and flashlight on the floor. Reid was still a breathing a bit unnervingly.
“Spencer,” the older agent said softly and put his arms around the shaking body, pulling him closer to his own.
“I´m fine,” Spencer claimed but snuggled closer and wrapped his arms around the other man´s waist. “I´m sorry,” he murmured into the shoulder.
Aaron closed his eyes as the accustomed scent and closeness caused a familiar reaction in his groin. An idea formed in his mind and caused him to grin slightly. He wasn´t sure if his lover would agree because of their current situation. Their sex-life was far from mundane and Spencer was the most interesting and fascinating lover he´d ever had, and he´d had a few during his collage year, as the genius literary put his mind to work when it came to the topic.
He dug his hand into the wavy hair, baring the long neck and running the tip of his nose up the sensitive skin. Feeling the other body tense he tightened his grip a little and risked using the tip of his tongue on his next trip upward.
“Aaron,” Spencer said warningly but seconds later moaned softly as his lover nibbled lightly over his jugular and then Reid gave a hard shove so their embrace broke. “Are you seriously considering having sex in the elevator in the Federal building?” He asked with disbelief in his voice.
Aaron smiled mischievously as he moved closer to the trapped man. “It´s the only distraction I could think of.”
Spencer´s eyebrows shut up in surprise. “Distraction.” He mimicked and tried to shy away but the closed quarters made it impossible.
Setting his hands on the railing on either side of the young man, Aaron managed to pin him against the wall with his body. He pressed his hard erection against the other man´s groin but let his lips hover right in front of the other pair and held his gaze firmly. “Are you thinking about being trapped in an elevator or are you thinking about getting caught,” he whispered and then he watched and waited. Not a minute later he knew Spencer had gotten his idea as he felt the matching hardness pushing against his and pressed their bodies harder together causing his lover to whimper.
“Kiss me,” the elder ordered and then there were eager lips on his, pushing and demanding. Tongues met, sliding along each other in all too knowing dance. Fingers worked loosening ties and unbuttoning pants until both men growled in unison as they curled their fingers around each other´s hard flesh.
In one swift movement, Aaron turned his eager partner around and pressed his cock between the cheeks.
“Wait!!!” Spencer yelled and quickly picked up his bag as Aaron moved away. Rumbling in his bag for a minute, he set it on the floor as he´d found the item he´d been looking for and thrust into this lover´s hand.
Aaron couldn´t help but grin. “You keep lube in your bag?” He asked and positioned Spencer so he was leaning with his forearms on the railing for support. He quickly lubed up two fingers and with ease pushed them inside the waiting hole.
“You should make inventory… ahhhhh!!!!” Spencer clamped around the sudden intrusion, “in your desk.” He finished with a breath.
“You put lube in my desk?” Hotch asked almost shocked and ran his fingers over his lover´s prostate, who growled in return.
Reid pushed back against the fingers. “Never know… when you find… the mood,” he managed to push out between the small movements Hotch was torturing him with.
“Office-sex. Really, Reid?” Hotch teased as he added the third slick finger.
“Aaron,“ Spencer claimed in even voice, although his eyes were closed with concentration, “If you don´t fuck me right now, I´ll never have sex with you in your office…Ever.”
Hotch worked his fingers in and out of his lover as he pondered his options.
“Not even a blow job,” the young man threatened and that did it. The image of Spencer using his talented tongue on him while he sat in his office chair, made his hard cock jump with excitement. The older man quickly lubed up his erection and pushed inside.
Both men let out audible breaths as the connection was made. Hotch shivered as the heat surrounded his hardness.
“Agent Hotchner,” sounded from the intercom and both men froze.
“Yes,” Hotch said few heartbeats later, pulling of his best boss voice.
“I talked to the dispatcher. She said it should be within the next couple of hours. The weather has passed and the city has sent engineers in to fix the powerstation.” Officer Rendell informed them.
“Thank you,” both men said in unison.
“Is everything alright, considering the circumstance?”
“Peachy,” Reid growled and pushed back against his lover who drew in a sharp breath in return.
Hotch cleared his throat. “Yes, we are fine.”
“Alright, I´ll let you know when the fire department gets here.”
“Thank you,” Hotch said politely.
“I´ll check in on you two later. Just push the button if you need anything.”
“Will do,” Hotch said and waited until the light went off to press hard against the hot body before him, causing Spencer to bang his head against the opposite wall.
“Owww,” the younger man yell but his cry changed into small whimpers as Aaron dug his fingers into the flesh covering Spencer´s hipbones and slammed hard into him, again and again and again. “Close…” Spencer said in a high pitched voice.
“God, yessss…” Aaron hissed as his own climax built up, tighter and tighter. He leaned over the other body and found his lover´s aching cock. Wrapping his hand around it he managed to continue his fast pace as he worked his hand up and down the hard shaft in his palm.
Spencer tried his damnest to muffle his scream as he was pushed into his climax.
“Ohhhh, Spenc...” Aaron yelled into the young man´s back as the wave flushed over him bringing him to the top when his lover clamped around the thickness inside of him.
Harsh breathing filled the small space as the men stood and waited for the bliss to subside. Slowly Aaron pulled away from his lover getting a small whimper of protest. He pulled up his pants and briefs without bothering to zip up and sat down on the floor. Soon Spencer joined him, leaning against his shoulder.
“This does not catalog as office-sex,” the young man mumbled.
Aaron chuckled as much as he could between hard breaths. “Technically we are still at the office,” he pointed out.
“No, this was elevator-sex.”
“You´re keeping score?” Aaron asked and then quickly added, “Don´t answer that.”
Spencer raised his head from Aaron´s shoulder with a smug grin on his face. “What, you don´t want to know how many times we´ve done it in the past four hundred twenty eight days?”
“No,” Aaron growled, “and I don´t want to know how you catalog it either.”
“Hmm, well,” Spencer started and entwined his fingers with Aaron´s as he spoke,” there was that time in my kitchen and then there was that time in your livi….”
Aaron kissed him, gently pushing his tongue between the moving lips and wasn´t disappointed when Spencer kissed him back with the same ease. When they finally broke away, Spencer looked him straight in the eyes. “I love you.”
“I love you too,” Aaron replied and gave the young man a quick kiss before setting his arms around his shoulder and pulling him as close as possible.
Reid yawned and let his head fall on Aaron´s shoulder, who planted a small kiss on Spencer´s forehead.
“Ju´ go´ng t´nap,” Reid mumbled and turned his head slightly so his forehead rested in the crock of Hotch´s neck.
“All right,” Hotch said, “I´ll wake you if something happens.”
“Mmmhhmmm,” was the only reply mumbled from his amazing lover.
One hour and thirty six minutes later they stepped out of the elevator. They shook hands with officer Rendell and thanked him for his actions.
They drove straight home to Aaron´s place, where they fell into bed in a tangle of limps and torsos and slept sound all night… Well, almost all night.
-End