Wolf Moon

Wolf Moon

 

Hotch Inarus

 

Disclaimer:  I do not own Criminal Minds, nor do I make any profit off of writing this.

 

SLASH WARNING!!!  Hotch / Reid

 

Written for the Chit Chat on Author’s Corner Halloween Horrors Challenge.  The moderators supplied a number of titles of the novels of the Master of Horror himself, Stephen King.  We were to pick any title and write a fic using that as the prompt.  I chose, “Cycle of the Werewolf”

 

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Chapter 21

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When Hotch awoke, he was as content as a wolf could be.  The alpha male was curled around the little omega in a possessive manner, and in his sleep Reid seemed to bask in his status as an omega in relation to Hotch’s alpha status.  And this pleased Hotch.  The man glanced at Reid’s clock, then reached over and turned off the alarm only forty seconds before it was about to go off…  Hotch intended to give his mate a more pleasant wake up call… 

 

He gently ran his fingers through Reid’s hair, and caressed his cheek.  He ran his fingers over the pale shoulder and down his arm, then traced little circles over the pup’s hip as he began to press kisses to his defined shoulder blade. 

 

Reis sucked in a deep breath, a sleepy smile coming to his lips as he slowly uncurled and rolled onto his back , cracking open his eyes and smiling up at the alpha wolf.  Hotch returned the smile and leaned down, gently pressing a kiss to the young wolf’s lips.

 

“Hi…”  Reid whispered.

 

“Hi.”  Hotch murmured back.  “…  Call in.”

 

“What?”

 

“Tell them you caught my cold.”

 

“Hotch, no.”  Reid laughed.

 

“Why not?”  Hotch asked, moving to rest his frame atop his mate’s lithe body.  “This is right where I want to spend my day…  how about you?”

 

“Mmmm…  as much as I would LOVE to…  Morgan will be picking me up in an hour.”

 

“…  Call in sick!”

 

“Aaron, no.”  Reid grinned, shaking his head and fighting back giggles as he tried to wriggle out of the alpha wolf’s grasp and escape from his own bed, and after a moment, he succeeded.  Hotch growled and lunged to recapture his prize, but Reid giggled hysterically and danced away with a “no no no no no!”  And then he bolted from the room followed by Hotch’s “GOD DAMMIT!!!”

 

Reid stopped into the bathroom to grab his robe, and then headed to the kitchen to put on the coffee and start making some breakfast.  Hotch came in a few minutes later, looking annoyed.  But he still moved very gingerly, obviously still sore.  Reid smiled at him.

 

“Eggs?”  The pup smiled.

 

“Bacon?”  Hotch shot back.  Reid gave him a sheepish smile.

 

“…  Sorry.”

 

“Are you fuckin’ kidding me?”  Hotch blurted, looking disgusted.

 

“I never eat the stuff here at home!”  Reid laughed.  Hotch just snorted.

 

“I haven’t taught you ANY thing…”  He grumbled, and Reid laughed again.

 

“Yes, you have.”  Reid told him.  “But I never really eat breakfast at home, so…” Hotch just scowled.  “When we mate, and we’re living together, we can have it every day.”  Reid condeded, and Hotch perked up and grinned. 

 

“So…  You really wanna move in?”

 

“Yeah…  I uh…  I guess so…”  Reid said, and turned back to the stove…  Hotch cocked his head, confused.  But then, when Reid turned to serve him, he caught the frown on Reid’s face.

 

“Spencer?”

 

“Hm?”

 

“What is it?” 

 

“What’s what?”  Reid asked, blinking.

 

“What’s bothering you?”  Hotch asked.

 

“I uh…  well…”

 

“Spencer.  Spit it out.”

 

“I…  I had some…  questions.”

 

“Okay?  About what?”

 

“Something my mom said…”

 

“Okay.” 

 

“She…  asked if you had told me…  everything.”

 

“…  Oh.”  Hotch responded.  Reid looked up, and blinked.  Hotch’s eyes were wide.  And he had averted them.

 

“Hotch?  What is it?”

 

“Well…”  Hotch sighed, setting his coffee down.  “It’s just, uh…”  He sighed again and ran a hand over his face.  “Look…  this is gonna take time…  Today’s Friday…  why uh…  why don’t you…  call in.  Take a three day weekend?”

 

Reid just STARED at Hotch, flabbergasted by his behavior.

 

“Um…  okay.”  He said, softly.  When Hotch didn’t respond, Reid left the room and dug up his phone, dialing.

 

“Hey kid.  I’m on my way.”  Morgan answered.

 

“Yeah…  thanks Morgan, but uh…  listen…  I’m not going in today…”

 

“Everything alright?”

 

“Yeah…  Hotch and I just…  need to talk some things over and…  uh…  It’s gonna take some time…”

 

“You alright?”

 

“Yeah.  I just need to take a personal day.”

 

“Okay, kid.  Lemme know if you need anything.”

 

“Okay.  Thanks.”  Reid said softly, and hung up.  He set the phone down, took a deep breath, and went back into the kitchen.  “I called Morgan.”  He said, and Hotch looked at him.  “I’m taking today off.”  Hotch just looked down into his coffee, and nodded.

 

“Aaron...  What is it?”  Reid asked, sitting down.

 

“Uh…  well…”  Hotch stammered, finishing his breakfast.  “We just…  need to talk about…  the uh…  mating.”

 

“Hotch.  You’re making me nervous.”

 

“Sorry…  I’ve just…  never had to explain this to anyone before.”  Hotch smiled, sheepishly forking some eggs into his mouth.  “I mean…   most wolves know their own anatomy.”

 

“My anatomy?”  Reid asked, chewing.

 

“Eat.  Then we’ll talk.”  Hotch said, and popped some toast into the toaster.  The pair enjoyed breakfast, ignoring the elephant in the room, but once the dishes were done, they turned and faced each other.

 

“Come on…”  Hotch sighed.  “Let’s talk.”  Reid eyed him, then nodded and followed him into the living room.  The pair sat down on the sofa facing one another, crossing their legs.  Reid looked nervously curious, and Hotch just looked resigned.

 

“So…  Wolf anatomy?”  Reid asked, cocking his head.

 

“Spencer…  What do you know about the process of dogs, or wolves, mating?”

 

“Um…  well, usually it involves the penis entering the vagina?”

 

“Ha ha.”  Hotch drawled.  “Just…  explain the process.”

 

“Well…  you usually want to wait about 10-12 days into the female’s heat cycle and wait until the color of the discharge—“

 

“Spencer, please!”

 

“What?!

 

“The ACTUAL ACT of mating, please.”

 

“Oh.  Okay.”  Reid said.  “Well…  first comes the courting.  Or foreplay.  Dogs have foreplay, did you know that?”

 

“I do now.  Focus.”

 

“Sorry.  Well…  the male doesn’t actually have an erection at first…  he has a bone inside of his penis that helps hold his penis stiff while he pene--  is that it?  You have a bone in your uh…  boner?”  Reid snickered.

 

“…  That’s nice, Spencer.”  Hotch drawled, leveling a look on him.  “You’ve been hanging out with Morgan too much.”  Reid gave him a grin.

 

“Anyway,” the omega continued, “once the male penetrates he’s already secreting semen into the female and as soon as the penis is all the way in the male develops and erection, which is basically the swelling of the…”  Slowly, Reid trailed off.  Hotch looked up at Reid.  The youth had a distant look in his eye, and that became a look of horrified realization a moment later.  His eyes snapped to meet Hotch.  The man gave Reid a half guilty grimace, half sheepish smile.

 

“…  When we were…  in Vegas…”  Reid whispered, swallowing thickly, “And we were…  in bed together…  You, you said that…  that you would…  ‘lock’ me…  you don’t SERIOUSLY mean…”

 

“Yes.”  Hotch nodded.  “I do.”  Reid’s eyes grew wide and Hotch reached out to him.  “Spencer—“

 

“No.”  Reid said firmly, holding up a finger and rising from the couch, backing away from Hotch.  “No!  You can NOT be serious!”

 

“It’s…  How it’s done.” Hotch offered pathetically.

 

“When were you going to TELL me?!”  Reid demanded, putting his hands on his head and beginning to pace.  Hotch watched him, anxiously. 

 

“Well…  I didn’t know I NEEDED to until recently.”

 

“Oh, come ON Hotch!  You KNOW I didn’t grow up like you!  How the hell would I have known?!”

 

“Well, I figured that you would have masturbated before!”  Hotch blurted.

 

“I HAVE!!!  But I have NEVER had a…  a…”

 

“A Knot?”

 

“YES!”

 

“You do, Spencer.  You just…  when you become aroused, do you…  feel that tingle down your spine like…  the change is about to start?”

 

“…  No.”

 

“Well… maybe you only get it when you’re WITH someone…  but…  you have to make the change a bit.”

 

“I already told you, Hotch.  I will NOT have sex if either one of us has FUR!!!”

 

“We don’t HAVE to!”  Hotch insisted.  “All I have to do is let the change affect me…  down there.  Like when I put on my tail.”

 

“You’re going to change your penis.”  Reid stated, blandly.

 

“Well…  kind of.  I…  it…  it’s just…  how we mate?”  Hotch offered weakly.  Reid stared at him for a long moment, then flopped down on the sofa and put his head in his hands.

 

“So…  how will it happen…”

 

“Um…  pretty much the same as with dogs.”  Hotch sighed.  “I uh…  once inside of you, the uh, the knot will swell and…  we’ll be locked together until it’s…  done.”

 

“…  How long?”

 

“You tell me.”  Hotch chuckled.

 

“Anywhere from five minutes to half an hour…”  Reid groaned, head falling into his hands again.  “And WHEN were you going to tell me this?!  When I asked if you were done and you told me to hold on while your KNOT went down!?”

 

“No!”  Hotch cried.

 

“This is really fucked up, Aaron.”

 

“…  I’m sorry, Spencer…  I just…  I thought you would have…  known.  I thought you would have…  seen your own.”

 

“No.”

 

“I’m sorry…”  Hotch whispered, reaching out and laying a hand on Reid’s shoulder.  Reid jerked away.  “I didn’t mean to upset you.  Or deceive you…”  Reid just shook his head and stood, walking away from the alpha wolf and staring out the window.  He didn’t move for a long time.  But finally, he took a deep breath and turned.

 

“I want to see it.”

 

“Wait.  What?!”  Hotch asked, looking startled. 

 

“Your knot.  I want to see it.”  Reid told him.

 

“You…  you do?”

 

“Yes.  You think I’m gonna let you have sex with me without knowing exactly what I’m dealing with?”  Reid asked incredulously.  Hotch blinked at him, then grinned and shook his head.

 

“No, I guess not.”  He admitted.

 

“Exactly.  Now…  show me.”  Reid said, and plopped back down onto the sofa and faced Hotch, staring at his pants expectantly. 

 

Hotch blinked several times and then said “What?  Now?”



“No, Hotch, next Thurdsay.  Of COURSE now!”

 

“Wow.  Never thought you would be so insistent about me dropping my pants and getting a hard on for you.”  Hotch grinned, and Reid glared.  But Hotch stood, and removed his pants.  But before he removed his boxers, he looked around the living room.  “Look, can we uh…  move this to a more intimate setting?”

 

“Why?  You’re just showing me.”

 

“Spencer…  I have to be aroused.”  Hotch sighed, patiently.  Reid blinked.  “I have to have an erection, Spence.  And that will have to be followed by ejaculation.  And since I am doing this to satisfy your curiosity, I would hope that you would at least make this a bit…  enjoyable?”  And he gave Reid… the puppy eyes.  Reid’s eyes widened.  He didn’t even know Hotch HAD puppy eyes!!!  But before he knew it, he was blushing and smiling.  He stood and went to meet the alpha wolf, and gently pressed his lips to the elder man’s. 

 

“I suppose I can do that…”  Reid murmured with a smile, and kissed him again.  “As long as…  I can have some fun too?”  And he turned and sashayed back towards the bedroom, stripping off his shirt as he went.  Hotch blinked, and stared at the lovely, sensual line of his lover’s spine as it subtly curved with every swing of his hips.  Hotch followed like he had been hypnotized, watching as Reid paused in the hallway, reached his arms up over his head, stretching…  he peered back behind him and winked at Hotch, and then, when he sucked in his stomach, his pants just…  fluidly slid off of his hips and down his legs to pool around his ankles.  Then he stepped into the bedroom, and Hotch followed closely, shedding his clothes as he went.

 

He reached out and caught Reid’s hand, and Reid turned to look at him.  Hotch stepped closer and smiled, gently caressing his cheek with his hand.  “You know,” the alpha said softly, “you have nothing to fear from me…”  Slowly, they moved to sit upon the edge of the bed facing one another as they held hands.  Reid nodded, then took a deep breath and sat back, looking down at Hotch’s lap.

 

“Well…  we’re here.  Now…  show me.”  Reid said.  Hotch chuckled. 

 

“Such a one track mind.  Honestly…  I’m surprised.”

 

“About what?”  Reid asked.

 

“I thought that if you freaked out, you would freak a LOT more than this.”

 

“Oh, I am.”  Reid said firmly.  “But…  I love you.  And I DO want to be with you.  And if this is how it’s done, then this is how it’s done.  I’m willing to do it.  I just want to be informed.”

 

“I’m glad this hasn’t given you second thoughts…”  Hotch confessed, and right before Reid’s eyes, he saw an immense relief flood through the alpha.  Reid blinked, not knowing how worried Hotch had been about the situation.  He was touched… 

 

“Aaron…”  Reid said softly.  “If Noriko’s death threats and the physical assault on me the other day isn’t enough to scare me way…  do you really think your bulbis glandis could?”

 

Hotch blinked, then grinned.  He leaned in, and gently kissed Reid.  “I love you…”

 

“Hmmm…”  Reid sighed.  “I love you too…”  And the younger man crawled into the elder’s lap, kissing him again.  Hotch laid his hands in the small of Reid’s back, then broke the kiss and lowered his head to lavish attentions on the young man’s neck and shoulders.  Reid purred in delight and moved to sit on his knees, straddling Hotch’s lap.  Hotch’s hands slid down to grip his buttocks and he pulled him in close, now sucking and biting his nipples.  Reid hissed and arched into the man, letting his head fall back with a moan.  Hotch smiled as he felt his lover’s manhood stirring against his stomach.

 

“You know…”  Hotch murmured, grinning against the pup’s soft skin.  “I thought we were trying to get MINE up, not yours…”

 

Reid giggled softly, carding his fingers through Hotch’s hair, then lifting his head and pressing a kiss to the alpha’s lips.  “Well then…  let’s get to work…”  The little omega crooned, and then kissed him again.  A moment later, long, elegant fingers curled around Hotch’s penis, and the alpha let out a low groan.  Reid took the opportunity to slip his tongue between the man’s lips and gently lap at his mouth.  Hotch’s hands slid down further to grip the backs of his thighs, and then began to squeeze and massage…  And then Reid laid a hand on Hotch’s chest and pushed him back. 

 

Hotch fell back onto the bed and Reid followed, hovering over him with a smile.  Then he bit his lip, gave Hotch a wink, and slithered down his body.  Hotch watched him go, a smile curling his lips, and then he craned his head back with a throaty groan and lifted his hips as soft, timid little kitten licks covered his manhood, which promptly perked up in interest.

 

“Shit, Spencer!”  He gasped, and a soft puff of air ghosted over his skin at Reid’s little laugh.  “SHIT!”  Hotch yelped as Reid gave him a long, luxurious lick from base to tip.  And then soft fingers teased up and down his shaft.

 

“Well?”  Reid asked, and after Hotch blinked his eyes back into focus, he pushed himself up onto his elbows and looked down at Reid.  “Where is it?”  Reid asked, fingering the base of his erection.

 

“Huh?”  Hotch mumbled stupidly.

 

“The bulbus glandis.”  Reid clarified.  “Your knot.”

 

“Oh yeah…  that.”  Mumbled Hotch, remembering that there was more of a purpose to this than just getting his rocks off…  Damn this kid…

 

But Hotch took a deep breath and sat up.  He knew his lover’s curiosity, and he knew that it had to be satisfied.  So he scooted back up the bed and leaned against Reid’s headboard, and beckoned him closer.  Reid blinked, then gave him a bright smile and happily scuttled into his arms.  Hotch grinned at the soft coo as Reid nuzzled into him, and he kissed the pup’s forehead.

 

“You’re still gonna show me, right?”  Reid asked.

 

“Of course.”  Hotch told him.  He gave Reid a gentle kiss, then sighed and relaxed, closing his eyes.  Reid studied his face for a moment, then turned his attentions down between the man’s legs.  And slowly, he saw the change occurring.  His eyes widened. 

 

The alpha wolf’s penis seemed to grow…  stretch, almost.  The head of the penis grew longer, with a more tapered tip.  And then, Reid saw the swelling at the base.  Hotch twitched when Reid gasped slightly and curled his hand into a fist, his nails catching the skin of the alpha’s chest.  The knot grew larger and larger, and as it did, so did Reid’s eyes.  Finally, with a long, low groan from Hotch, it stopped.  The man opened his eyes and turned to look at his chosen mate.  Reid was staring at his erection, looking completely blown away.  But there was an odd, heated look in his eyes, and a blush staining his cheeks. 

 

“Well?  What do you think?”  Hotch asked, nervously.  Reid’s eyes darted up to meet his momentarily before they were drawn right back to the sight before him.  Slowly, he slid down until he was sitting on his knees beside Hotch’s hips, and just stared.  Hotch smiled at the fascinated look on the young man’s face.

 

“Amazing…”  Reid breathed, and Hotch had to bite back a chuckle.  “It’s like a cross between a human and a canine…”

 

“That’s generally what werewolves are, Spence.”  Hotch laughed.  Reid seemed not to have heard him.  He was too busy inspecting the sight before him with much scrutiny.  He slowly leaned this way and that, looking at it from every angle, his eyes sliding up and down the shaft.  After a moment, hesitant fingers reached out.

 

“It’s okay.”  Hotch murmured gently, trying to be patient as his body begged for release.  Reid glanced at him and licked his lips, then finally placed his fingertips on the velvety flesh.  A little smile appeared on his lips as his look of wonderment only spread.  Hotch closed his eyes and fought back a groan as the feather-light touches drove him wild with desire for his mate.  Reid ran his fingers up to the tip, carefully feeling the firmness and the texture.  A curious look appeared in his eyes and after a moment he leaned in close.  Hotch watched him, then hissed and Reid’s little pink tongue darted out to swipe over the very tip of his erection.  Reid sat back and stared as pre-ejaculatory fluids began to glisten at the tip, and then dribble down.

 

“Wow.”  Reid said quietly.  But he reached out and slid his fingers down the shaft this time.  And now he finally seemed to hone in on the whole reason they were there in the bedroom…  the knot.  His fingers slowed to a stop half an inch from the knot, and he bit his lip.

 

“It’s okay.”  Hotch said again, his voice strained.  “You can touch it.”  Reid glanced up at him, and then did.  Hotch groaned, lifting his hips as Reid’s fingers curled around his knot, feeling it.  Reid was looking amazed.  It was hot and heavy, and  looked like an over inflated, slightly squashed tennis ball; it was slightly larger, and wider than it was tall.

 

“So…  it’s function is to…”  He led, and Hotch smiled slightly.

 

“To keep me, and my semen, inside of you.”  He said, and right before his eyes, Reid flushed, shivered and moaned.  A moment later, he looked surprised and embarrassed.  Hotch grinned.  “You like that idea, hm?”  He asked, and Reid quickly snatched his hand back and averted his eyes.  Hotch just reached out and snagged Reid by the elbow and pulled him into his arms, letting the pup rest on his chest.  Reid was still looking embarrassed, but he snuggled in close and stared at the knot.

 

“Now…”  Hotch whispered.  “I showed you mine…  now you show me yours.”

 

“What?”  Reid asked, blinking up at him.  “But…  I don’t HAVE one!”

 

“You’re a male wolf, of COURSE you have one.”  Hotch said, and promptly seized Reid between the legs.  Reid jumped and yelped, but within moments he was arching and moaning and thrusting his hips into the alpha wolf’s hand.  Hotch smiled when the pup rested his head on his shoulder and fisted his hands on his chest, gasping and panting.  He nuzzled Reid and gently kissed over his face as he felt his lover’s length swelling within his palm He continued to stroke and tug the flesh until he was sure that Reid was fully aroused, and then he stopped.  Reid let out a whine.

 

“Shhh…”  Hotch soothed.  “Lie back, baby.”  And he guided Reid to do so, lounging against the pillows and the headboard.  Hotch sat beside him, determined to ignore his own arousal in favor of teaching his forever curious partner.  “Now…  You’re fully erect…”

 

“Yeah, I noticed.”  Reid snapped.

 

“Do you feel the tension in your lower spine?”

 

“I uh…  y-yeah… I think.”

 

“It feels similar to sensation that comes with the change?”

 

“Yeah?”  Reid panted. 

 

“Okay…  I want you to relax, and let that tension release.”  Hotch told him.  Reid stared for a moment, then licked his lips and nodded.  A moment later, his entire body shuddered and he let out a strangled groan.  And as he did, his erection changed.  Reid stared, eyes wide.  The tapered tip had appeared on the head of his penis, and before his eyes, a knot was swelling.

 

“There.”  Hotch smiled.  “You see?”

 

“Oh my God that is so wrong.”  Reid gasped.

 

“Why?”  Hotch asked, baffled.

 

“Because it’s never DONE that before!”  Reid cried.

 

“You never knew to release that tension, baby.”  Hotch said, and gently fondled his lover, making him moan.  “Now you do.”  Reid just whimpered and nodded, beginning to thurst his hips shallowly into the air.  “Have we satisfied your curiosity?”

 

“Huh?  Oh…  Y-Yeah…  I think so…”

 

“Alright then.  Now we get to the fun part.”  Hotch grinned, and Reid blinked when Hotch moved to straddle his thighs.  He pressed them together, pelvis to pelvis, took their erections into his hand and began to stroke them together.  Both men’s eyes rolled back into their heads and they groaned, pressing against one another, bucking, grinding, just frantically rutting as they clawed their way to euphoria.  Hotch watched his lover, and when he was just at the edge, he wrapped his hand around the boy’s knot and squeezed.

 

Reid’s body seemed to spasm and he arched his back, letting out a high keen of pleasure as he reached the pinnacle of his pleasure.  Hotch grit his teeth and groaned as he hung over his mate, feeling the boy splattering his belly with his fluids.

 

“That’s right baby…”  Hotch groaned, stroking Reid through his orgasm.  “God, I want you so bad…  I’d give anything to take you…  to cum deep into you, right now…”  Reid sobbed at that, thrashing beneath him.   “But I guess I’ll satisfy myself by cumming…  ON to you…”

 

“Yes…”  Reid gasped.  “Oh yes, please…”  Hotch blinked in surprise.

 

“Oh?”  He asked, then smirked.  “You like that idea, hm?”

 

Reid blinked, looking mildly surprised.  “Uh…  yeah.” 

 

“Well, alright then.”  Hotch said, tugging his erection with one hand and massaging his knot in the other.  “Nnnngh…  fuck!”  He blurted, and erupted all over  Reid’s chest and stomach.  Reid watched with wide eyes as spurt after spurt splashed over his skin.  He allowed his head to fall back to the pillows and he closed his eyes.  Hotch sat back on Reid’s thighs, his posture slumped in the tired aftermath of his orgasm, admiring the sight of the liquid pearls on his lover’s ivory skin.  After a moment, he reached out and ran his hand over Reid’s chest, smearing their mixed semen over Reid’s chest.  Then he leaned down, and kissed him.

 

Reid sighed softly, smiling.

 

“I’m thinking…”  Hotch rumbled, “that a nap is in order.”

 

“Mmm…  after I shower.”  Reid smiled.

 

“After WE shower.”  Hotch chuckled, drawing Reid up and off of the bed, and the pair stumbled to the bathroom, giggling and kissing the whole way, all the while wondering what possessed them to skip work to have sex…