Only For You

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The cab stopped in front of Aaron's house and I took a deep breath, here I go. I walked out and went to knock on his front door. I wait a minute before knocking again...and again. I sat down on his footsteps and sighed.

"It's probably best that I don't do this anyway."

"Do what?" I hear Aaron's chuckle from behind me.

I took a deep breath and stood up, straightening out my dress. I turned around and kissed him, "Do that."

"You came back for me?" He smiled.

"Only for you," I kissed him again.

Without knowing it Aaron pulled me into his place and lifted me. Everything was happening so fast, he set me down on his kitchen table and I began to unbutton his top.

He stops me, "Y/n, I won't be able to stop once I start."

"I don't want you to. I need you," I whispered into his ear.

Little by little articles of clothing began to fall onto the ground. Our bodies were filled with ecstasy. Aaron and I stared at each other as we were left in our undergarments.

"You're gorgeous, Y/n."

"You are... wow."

I take off my bra and Aaron's eyes go wide. He pulled me into his body and the rest was like a blur. With each touch, my body flinched with electricity, with every thrust Aaron's breath grew heavier, and with every moan, we both came closer to the edge. Aaron traces his fingers along my inner thighs, making me shiver. I let out a moan and we both reached our limit.

"Y-Y/n!"

"I'm cumming too baby!"

He falls on top of my chest as we both allow our lungs to be filled with air. Aaron rolls off of my body and I groan at the empty feeling. My legs were still shaking when he came walking out of the kitchen with a warm washcloth. He sits in between my legs and cleans me, we've done it now. I was officially a cheater, who fucked her boss and had no regrets whatsoever.

"A-Aaron, there's no going back now," I say with a smile

He carries me to the couch, pulls a blanket over our naked bodies, and kisses my neck. "I never want to go back."

"Neither do I."

I eventually had to get up and leave, my husband would be home... oh god, my husband.

I tiptoed into the house not to wake Andrew, but once I walked into the room I saw that he still wasn't home. I shrugged it away with not a care in the world. 

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The next morning JJ called me saying that we were to all come to her house and have a hangover brunch. Will was treating us to a whole buffet, I told her I'd be there soon. I was going to pick up Grace and bring her along, she loved seeing Henry and Michael.

"Hey, hey party people. Gracie and I are here." I shouted as I walked into their house.

"Aunty Y/n! Gracie!" The boys came running to the corridor.

"Hi boys! Why don't you guys go play out back? I need to talk to the grown-ups." I pushed the kids to the backyard.

"Okay!" The kids scurry off and I walk into the kitchen.

"Hey, Hey!" I walk into their kitchen with a tired smile.

"Good morning Y/n, how's the hangover treating you?" Will asks, holding a pan of eggs.

"Will, look at me. I'm here early, I got my kid ready for the day... In other words, give me all the coffee!" I turn to JJ, who's near the coffee pot.

"Coffee coming up!" JJ chuckles.

Will laughs and gets back to cooking, "Did you and Hotch make it home okay?"

"Yup, we sure did," I look down at the ground.

I look up immediately when JJ hands me a cup of coffee, "Good!"

The front door opened again and it was the rest of the team. They walked in like zombies waiting to be cured. I handed each of them a cup of coffee and headed outside to help set up the table. Rossi was trying to annoy Will about his cooking but gave up because his head was pounding. I watched the kids play and smiled at their innocence. My phone rang and I picked it up without looking at the collar I.D.

"Agent Addams."

Andrew answered, "Hey, it's me. Where are you?"

My chest tightened and I took a deep breath, "Oh, hey. I'm at JJ's. Will is making a hangover breakfast for everyone. The kids are here too if you wanna join."

"No, I'm okay, I just got home. I expect to see you here shortly," he demanded.

"Excuse you? ... Andrew I have to go, Gracie is calling me." I hung up the phone and took another deep breath. Grace wasn't calling me, I just needed to get off my phone. I wasn't going to get into it with him again. Who has he become?

"Everything okay?" Hotch said, walking up next to me.

I scrunched up my face, "Just a drunk husband who is trying to control me and regrets marrying me."

He sighs and shakes his head, "What kind of man would treat you like that? You're too precious."

"Hotch, you're going soft on me," I nudged him on his side.

"You love it, don't deny it." We both chuckle.

We walk onto the lawn, off to the side talking about arranging a carpool for the kids once they start attending the same school. I made a joke about him having to trade in his SUV for a minivan if we all carpooled.

I clear my throat, nervous at what I'm about to say, "So, about last night-"

"Y/n, you don't need to worry about it," he says, trying to focus on the kids.

I turn towards him, wanting him to face me, "That's the thing, Hotch, I'm not worried. I don't regret it, not for a single moment."

His eyes perk up and he finally looks at me, "Really? I didn't want to admit it, but neither did I. What do we do? You're married and I'm your boss."

I sigh, "Tell me about it! I don't know what to do, Hotch. What I have and what I want are-"

"Hey everyone! Breakfast is ready! And adults your drinkable cure, along with Tylenol are next to your plates," Will calls out to everyone.

Hotch and I laugh, and Grace runs up to us.

"Uncle Aaron?" I gulp at that moment, there's the guilt.

"Yes, Miss Grace?" He looks down at my daughter, smiling.

She giggled, "Where's Jack?"

He kneels, "Jack is with his Aunt Jessica. They had plans for today."

"Oooh, otay." She raises her arms and Hotch lifts her in his arms.

I wasn't kidding when I said we were like family. Grace grew up with these people and in the last year, Gracie saw more of the team than she did her own father. We all sat around the table drinking whatever odd concoction Will had made us. The kids had huge smiles and the adults were full of laughter. This is the part of my life that I love.

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