Word Count: 1782
Summary: The team has a pool party at Morgan's house (yes Morgan has a pool for the sake of this story) and Hotch just loves the way you look in a bikini. Smut happens.
"Celebratory pool party, my house, tomorrow night at 6:00." Morgan exclaimed as the team walked into the bullpen after finishing a particularly tough case in North Carolina. Everyone nodded and smiled, including Hotch.
"And ladies," A smirk crawled onto Morgan's lips as he started to speak. "Please...don't hold back on the bikinis." I smacked his shoulder hard and rolled my eyes. He just stood there chuckling.
|Time Skip|
It was now 5:30 pm the next day. Thirty minutes before I had to be at Morgan's place for the party. I was a little nervous because I didn't know if Morgan, a pool, and alcohol would mix very well.
I got up from my chair and walked over to the dresser, opening the drawer that had my swimsuits in it. I half wanted to make Morgan drool all over me because of his comment the day before, but I also didn't want to expose myself. I finally decided on a blue and purple flowered bikini that showed off my assets pretty perfectly. I slid a loose white tank top over my suit and grabbed my bag.
I arrived at Morgan's fashionably late at around 6:15 and I was the last one there. Garcia opened the door when I knocked and led me to the backyard where everyone else was talking and drinking.
Morgan bit down on his lip as I walked by. "Damn, gorgeous." He hollered. A smile crept up on my lips. I took a seat next to Prentiss and JJ who were both sipping on martinis.
"Alright, I don't know about you three, but I'm getting in the pool," Prentiss said as she finished another drink. JJ, Penelope, and I all looked at each other and decided to join her. JJ, Penelope, and Prentiss hopped in the pool, and I sat there drinking. I was a little nervous about taking off my tank top in front of the guys.
I walked along the edge of the pool as the three ladies raced to the other end, where the guys were sitting.
"You gonna get in?" Morgan inquired, cocking an eyebrow as he smirked. I rolled my eyes and smacked him across the shoulder again. He just laughed. I took off my tank top and I could feel eyes on me as I did so. I figured it was Morgan, but then I saw him walk over to get another beer. I spun around and glanced at the guys.
"What about you guys?" I asked, looking at them. Rossi smiled and put his hands up. "Not just yet." He then got up and joined Morgan at the bar. "Reid? Hotch?" I questioned. Reid chuckled and nodded. "Fine." He got up, but then he looked at Rossi, who looked back at him. Then the two glanced at Morgan.
Suddenly, Rossi and Reid ran at Morgan, pushing him into the pool. Then Rossi tried to push Reid in, but the two of them ended up pulling each other into the water. Everyone laughed.
Hotch stood up behind me. "I believe it's your turn." He said with a smile. "Wha-?" He cut me off by picking me up and tossing me into the pool. "Oh you did not just do that." I told him smiling as I resurfaced. "Help me out?" I stuck out my hand and he grinned at me. He grabbed my hand and started to pick me up, but then I planted my feet on the wall of the pool and pulled as hard as I could, causing him to tumble into the water next to me. Hotch's head popped out of the water and he was smiling. Seeing Hotch smile was like finding a rare gem. I loved it when he smiled.
The team got into a splash war after a few minutes. Hotch splashed me with a wall of water and it hit me right in the eyes, causing me to wince a little bit and turn my head away from him. I could hear him rushing over to me through the water.
"(Y/N) are you okay?" He asked, with genuine concern in his voice. He swam over to me and put a hand on my shoulder. Hotch leaned in closer to make sure I was okay, and when I turned back around we were face to face. Only inches between us. I could feel his breath on my skin and I didn't want to move.
Hotch looked deep into my eyes and I looked back into his. Slowly, I could feel him moving us back to the wall of the pool. He never broke eye contact with me as we moved. We stopped when my legs hit the wall. His hands were planted on the concrete on either side of me. He planted a strong kiss on my neck as he moved his body closer. I closed my eyes and shut my mouth as hard as I could, remembering that the team was still in the pool. Suddenly, Hotch pulled away. He turned around to see if any of them were looking. None of them seemed to be paying any attention.
"Meet me inside in 10 minutes." He whispered seductively in my ear, sending chills down my back. I nodded as he jumped out of the pool. I watched as his toned body grabbed a towel and walked inside. A few members of the team noticed, but they soon went back to their splash war.
Around 5 minutes later, I got out of the pool and began to dry off. "What you doing baby girl?" Morgan asked as he swam over to my end of the pool. "Oh, I'm just, tired. I think I'm gonna head in for a bit." I told him. I started to walk into the house when I heard Derek get out of the pool.
"You okay?" He asked, jogging over to me. "I'm fine," I replied. "I told you I'm just tired." He looked at me suspiciously. "You sure? Do you need anything?" Part of me loved Derek for being so caring and concerned, but the other part of me just wanted him to shut up and get back in the pool.
"Derek, I promise you, I'm fine. I don't need you to do anything. I'm just going to go lay down." I told him. I kissed him on the cheek before his suspicion left him and his loving smile returned. "Thank you though," I put a hand on his shoulder and then turned to go find Hotch.
"(Y/N), if you need anything just let me know." He said as headed back towards the pool. I smiled and nodded and watched as he did a cannonball, getting water all in Garcia's drink. She was not amused.
Suddenly, I felt a strong grip on my waist. "Took you long enough," Hotch whispered as he pulled me into the guest room. He kicked the door closed behind us and then pinned me up against the wall. His hands ventured from my neck down to my waist, tracing imaginary patterns along my body as they went. He connected his lips with mine as his tongue explored every inch of my mouth. My breath hitched when I felt his fingers start tugging on the thin material of my swimsuit. I nodded as he kissed my neck and then took off both parts of my bikini. I snaked my arms around his neck, pulling him closer to me. Hotch brought me over to the bed and climbed on top of me, peppering kisses down my torso and around my hips.
"Mmmmhh Aaron," I moaned as I felt his tongue dance along my skin. His calloused fingertips sent shivers down my spine as they roamed my body.
"Do you...have any idea...what you do to me?" He said seductively in between kisses. I let my head fall back as I felt his strong hands trace circles on my skin.
"I think I'm starting to find out." I answer him. His eyes, dark and full of lust, meet mine. He connects my lips with his once again and I pull him closer, moving my hands to his neck. His body heats me up and I run my hands down his arms, feeling his smooth skin and the muscles beneath.
"God, I want you so bad," He whispered in my ear, his breath exciting the sensitive skin on my neck.
"Then take me."
Hotch didn't waste any time. He grabbed both my wrists in one hand and held them above my head. He let go and instructed that I leave them there. As he continued to trail kisses down to my hips, I found my hands gravitating towards his body, but every time I moved them, he quickly brought them back to above my head and smirked while shaking his head ever so slightly. Not being able to touch him was torture, but I couldn't deny that I was enjoying everything else he was doing.
I closed my eyes in pleasure and gripped the headboard. Suddenly, I felt an empty space above me and my eyes shot open. Hotch was sliding his swimsuit off and was back on top of me in 10 seconds flat. His strong hands slowly traveled down from neck to my aching core. He gripped my waist and pulled me closer to him. Hotch kissed me passionately as I felt him push into me with no warning. My loud moans were muffled by his lips.
He started to move faster, his hips moving rhythmically into my waist. I moaned again as he peppered kisses down my neck. He placed a gentle kiss on my lips before saying, "Shh gorgeous. They'll hear you." He motions to the pool and it suddenly hits me that the team is still out there. But that thought quickly leaves my mind when Hotch starts moving even faster. My breathing gets heavier and I moan into his neck as he grips me tightly.
I can feel the knot in my stomach twist and turn, aching to snap. And I know that Hotch can feel my walls tightening around him. He pulls me closer to him and with one thrust that hits just the right spot, the knot in my stomach snaps. I moan loudly again, as Hotch silences me with a kiss. A few more moves and Hotch melts, capturing my lips in a final act of passion. He breathes heavily and then lays next to me.
"We really should do this more often." I tell him. My tone sounded a little sarcastic but I was being totally serious.
"You know? I think you're right."
