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Annual Leave fell in the summer and Aaron Hotchner and Spencer Reid opted to take their separately, with only three days overlapping. It meant a week each in the office without their partner, but it also meant seventeen days straight for Jack to have a parent home full time.
Aaron’s week off had been a week of Jack convincing him to go swimming and taking his eager son on every errand he had to run. The boy was old enough to look forward to AL time and lavished in the extra attention it brought.
In the two years his dad and Spencer had been an official couple, Jack had also gotten used to having the other man around to spend time with as well. The three days both of his parents were off, they had rented a house on the beach and spent all of their free time at the water.
Spencer’s week off was always more fun. He took Jack all sorts of cool places that even his dad didn’t have access to. They did experiments and went to cool stores. Jack secretly looked forward to ‘Spencer time’.
Just because splitting leave had been Hotch’s idea, didn’t mean he particularly loved it in practice. Reid had managed to take leave at the same time as the rest of the team, so Aaron was left spending eight hours a day all alone. Each evening though, he came home to find Spencer at the stove teaching Jack how to cook something. The first couple nights, he pulled Spencer in for a quick kiss and was swatted out of the room. The next couple nights, he arrived anticipating what would greet him and pulled the younger man into his strong arms, allowing his pleasure at the sight to nudge against Spencer’s ass.
The sixth night, when he walked through the door, Spencer was again at the stove but without Jack. Hotch hurried to take his lover in his arms and this time the man returned his embrace.
“Jessica said she missed Jack and took him away earlier.”
Hotch was slightly surprised, she hadn’t texted him about anything.
Spencer pulled Aaron’s hips in, “I made chicken parm. We can eat now or later.”
Aaron leaned in for a deep kiss, nibbling at Spencer’s lip. “Later.”
After quickly making sure everything was turned off, they walked carefully to the bedroom, kissing the entire time. Spencer grinned when he felt the strings being pulled loose from his apron. He reached up and began to loosen the stiff Windsor knot of Hotch’s tie. Eventually they worked down to bare skin and Reid fell back onto the bed, open and waiting.
Hotch looked down at the man he loved. “God you’re perfect.” He lifted both of Spencer’s feet and pushed up as he crawled onto the bed, that’s when he saw it and it left him breathless. “When did you get this?” He traced a finger gently around the dark plug,
Reid smiled, “I picked it up earlier this week. A little covert assistance from someone I know. You like it?”
“Do I like it?” He stared from his lover, down to the plug, and back again, “I love it.” He trailed his fingers down Spencer’s thighs and over his butt cheeks, finally brushing along the sides of the plug. He maneuvered it from side to side, tugging and pressing. He watched his lover’s face as his played with the toy. Finally he couldn’t stand it anymore, he took the lube from the nightstand and slicked up his length. Once he was ready, he tugged out the plug and pressed into Spencer in one slick motion.
Reid arched up off the bed, moaning and cursing.
Hotch chuckled and pulled almost all of the way out again before slamming back in. “Coming home to find you ready for me, I may not last long.” He continued his long hard strokes.
Reid trailed his fingers down Hotch’s hips, grabbing hard on one side before grabbing his own length with the other hand. “There’s more.”
“More?”
Reid nodded, enjoying the dual sensation of Hotch finally picking up speed inside him while he only teased his cock. “It was a two pack, we can each use one.”
“Damn,” Hotch grunted. He pulled back, kneeling upright, “Roll over,” he dropped both of Reid’s feet to one side.
Reid shuffled, feeling Hotch rotating inside of him. Once he was on his hands and knees, Hotch picked up a desperate pace. This position meant he couldn’t stroke himself; he had to rely on Hotch’s strong hands.
Aaron eventually reached around and started pumping the younger man’s cock as he angled to continuously hit his prostate. Very quickly Spencer was coming hard on the sheet below himself. A moment later, Hotch stiffened as he filled the younger man with his fluids.
As they both lay to the side, panting, Hotch pulled himself free and rolled the love of his life onto his back, “I love you.” He kissed him deeply, “Let’s have a baby.”