Title: More
By: Stacy L.A. Stronach
Pairing: Reid/Hotch
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Rating: R/FRM
Word count: 468
Notes: Written for the song ficlet challenge for nebula99, song "Come Here Boy", lyric prompt: "I can see it in your eyes, I can tell by your body heat." Her choice? slut!Reid.

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"Hotch, we should invite Derek over tonight," Spencer says, looking up from the book he's reading to stare at his lover.

"Spence, I-"

"You know you want too." Setting his book down, Spencer walks over, standing behind Aaron, who's sitting at their kitchen table, working on some reports. Reaching around him, Spencer hits the save button and closes the laptop. "It's Friday night, we should have some fun," he whispers in Hotch's ear.

"I don't think it's such a good idea."

Spencer leans forward, wrapping his arms around Hotch; he slides one around his shoulders, the other around his waist. "Oh, it's a fabulous idea. You need to stop thinking quite so much."

"It's Friday, he's probably busy," Hotch says. He closes his eyes when Spencer starts kissing the side of his neck and he tilts his head to give Spencer better access.

"Mmm, only one way to find out," Spencer murmurs between kisses. He slides his hand under Hotch's partially unbuttoned dress shirt, his fingers brushing over a nipple. Spencer trails his other hand down between Hotch's legs and he grins when he feels how hard Hotch already is. "You've been thinking about it already, haven't you?" He pinches Hotch's nipple at the same time he nips the soft skin of Hotch's neck.

Hotch groans, hips thrusting forward pushing his cock against Spencer's hand. "Thinking of you," he whispers, voice harsh.

Spencer chuckles, letting his fingers trace gently over Hotch's erection. "Sure you were, but what were you thinking about me doing, hmmm? Maybe you were thinking about me sucking Derek off...or him sucking me? Hmm. Maybe you were thinking about watching him fuck me?"

Moaning, Hotch reaches up and pulls Spencer's head down, kissing him hard, pushing his tongue into Spencer's mouth. Spencer returns the kiss, letting Hotch control the kiss. After a few minutes he pulls back and stares at his lover. "That's what I thought," he says with a smirk.

Spencer manages to straddle Hotch's lap, squeezing in between the table and his body. He grinds his cock against Hotch's, making the older man groan and close his eyes. Hotch grabs Spencer's ass in his hands, keeping him close. Spencer takes Hotch's face in his hands, leaning in to kiss him; Hotch opens to him, letting Spencer take control of the kiss.

"Please, Spencer...I want you," Hotch whispers.

"And you can have me. If you let me call Derek," Spencer replies, grinning impishly at Hotch.

Hotch just stares at him. "You play dirty, Dr. Reid," he says after a minute.

"And you love me when I do, Agent Hotchner." He gives Hotch a quick kiss before twisting around to grab Hotch's cell phone off the table. Turning back to face Hotch, he flips it open and hits the speed dial for Derek's cell.

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