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 22

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It was nearly noon when Reid finally stirred from his post-orgasm nap.  Hotch was curled around him and snoring like a…  well…  a wolf.  Reid smiled and wiggled out of the man’s arms and slipped from the bed.  Hotch didn’t even stir.  He was down for the count.  Reid was glad…  the man needed his rest so he could heal.  Reid headed into the bathroom and showered, then dressed.  It was nearly lunch time…  Reid’s stomach grumbled. 

 

He grinned and grabbed his wallet and keys and tucked Hotch’s gun into his belt and scurried out of the apartment.  As soon as he left his building, he knew he was being watched.  So he hurried…  He scuttled down to the deli and ordered two large hot French dip roast beef sandwiches, extra beef.  He leaned against the wall while he waited, tapping his foot anxiously… 

 

When he was handed his order he hurried out of the deli and headed home…  only to find his path blocked by three wolves.  Reid eyed them, and when they glared at him, his inner omega cowered…  but outside he refused to back down.

 

“Excuse me.”  He said.

 

“You were warned, pup…”  Growled one.

 

“I know.”  Reid said, lifting his head.  “You can tell Noriko that I’ve made my choice.  And if she thinks something needs to be done about it, you tell her that she can be an alpha bitch and do it herself.”  The wolves looked shocked.  “Now…”  Reid said slowly, and laid his hand on the gun, letting them see it under his coat.  “You can either step aside and let me pass, or you can make your move and force me to use these silver bullets.  And then whoever is left gets to deal with Hotch when he comes down here…  Your choice.  What’ll it be?”  The wolves slowly backed down and made way for the little omega, their eyes fixed fearfully on the gun…  Slowly, Reid passed them.

 

“You really think that thing is loaded with silver bullets?”  He heard one wolf hiss to another.

 

“You willing to take a risk and find out?”  The other snapped back.  “Be my guest…  I’m not willing to call that bluff…”  And then Reid was safe in his building.  Grinning in delight at his successful little jaunt, he scampered up the stairs and burst into his apartment, immediately going to check on the alpha wolf.

 

Hotch hadn’t moved a muscle.  Reid grinned and crept over to the bed, pulling one of the sandwiches out of the bag and folding back a bit of the foil JUST enough to allow some steam to escape…  then he waved it around before the man’s face, using some papers to gently waft it over him.

 

Reid watched Hotch’s nostrils quiver…  Then the man inhaled deeply.  And then his eyes snapped wide open, awake, alert…  and wolf-gold.  A deep growl sounded and he slowly sat up, eyes locked on the foil package in Reid’s hand.

 

“Hungry?”  Reid asked, waving the sandwich teasingly.  He watched the man swallow the saliva that had rapidly gathered in his mouth.

 

“…  Famished.”  Hotch rumbled.

 

“Good…  Come on…”  Reid teased, and backed out of the room with the tantalizing package.  Hotch stood and followed like he had been hypnotized.  “No.  You dress first.”  He said, and then darted down the hall.  Hotch growled in annoyance but did as he was told and emerged in the kitchen quickly.  Reid was already enjoying his sandwich.  Hotch growled at him and seized the second sandwich, tearing open the rapper.  But as he opened his mouth to rip into the meal, he stopped.  He frowned.  Slowly, he raised his eyes.

 

“Spencer…”

 

“Hm?”

 

“Where did you get these?”

 

“The deli on the corner.”

 

“What?  When!?”

 

“Just before I woke you.”

 

“You went outside?!  ALONE?!”

 

“Yes.”

 

“Spencer…  what if there were wolves out there?!”

 

“There were.”

 

“What happened?!”  Hotch demanded to know, looking very concerned for his chosen mate-to-be.

 

“I told them that Noriko has a problem with me she can alpha up and confront me herself, and then I threatened them with silver bullets.”

 

Hotch stared at Reid, then groaned and let his face fall into his hand.

 

“Spencer, you’re going to get yourself killed.”

 

“I just want all this to be over, Hotch.  If she’s gonna make a move I want her to hurry up and make it.”

 

“Spencer…”  Hotch sighed, and tore into his sandwich.  “We’re going back to my place tonight.”

 

“Why?”

 

“Because.  I’m an alpha and my mate is being threatened.  Every instinct is telling me to take you back to my den where I can best protect you.  And where I can mate you as soon as we are ready.”

 

“I’M ready.”  Reid snorted with a smirk.  “YOU’RE the one who went and got yourself shot.”  Hotch leveled a disgusted glare onto the pup, who had the audacity to grin and give him a cheeky wink. 

 

Hotch growled and continued to glare as he ate his sandwich.  Even though Reid started first, Hotch finished before him, and then just sat and watched the younger male eat.  Reid was slightly uncomfortable at the depth of scrutiny he was being subjected to, and when he had finally finished, he just sat there, awkwardly.

 

“…  Pack you things.”  Hotch said, finally.  “We’re leaving.”

 

“What?”

 

“I told you.  I’m taking you home.”

 

“…  Hotch…”

 

“I’ll be well enough by tomorrow night.”  Hotch said, firmly.  “I’m going to mate you and end this.”  Reid’s eyes widened and he flushed and shivered at the intensity in the alpha’s gaze, and in his voice…  Hotch smirked, pleased at the reaction he got from the little omega.

 

But Reid didn’t move to pack as he’d been told to do.

 

“Aaron…  You’re injured.  I want to keep you safe, too.”

 

“I am safe.”  Hotch snorted.  “She doesn’t want ME hurt.  She just wants YOU out of the way.  I’m perfectly safe.  You’re the one in danger.  As soon as I mate you…  you will be protected.”

 

“How can you be so sure?”  Reid asked, softly.  Hotch just smiled and leaned in, gently pressing a kiss to Reid’s lips.

 

“Because I won’t fucking let them hurt you.”  Hotch murmured, before placing another kiss onto trembling lips.  “Now…  go pack your things.  You’re coming home with me.”

 

“…  Alright.”  Reid gasped, and slipped into his bedroom to do so.  Hotch smirked in triumph and went to dress.  Within half an hour, they were stepping outside and Reid was locking the door to his apartment, muttering under his breath in irritation over Hotch marking said door.  Then they made their way down the stairs and into the parking garage.  Hotch had his arm around Reid and shot a warning glare when he spotted a wolf watching them.  In fact, he full out bared his teeth before putting Reid into the passenger seat of his car.  Soon enough, they were pulling out onto the street.

 

“What if…  she tries to come after me at your house?”

 

“Then it’s war.”  Hotch growled. 

 

“Isn’t it already?”

 

“No.  Not yet.”  Hotch growled.  Reid eyed him, but just settled back and enjoyed the ride.  They theyt reached Hotch’s house, the alpha wolf pulled the car into the garage and closed the door behind them.  “Make yourself at home.  I’m going to make my rounds.”

 

“What’s that?”  Reid asked.

 

“…  I’m going to remark my territory as a warning…”  The man growled and within seconds a black wolf was slipping out the doggy door.  Reid blinked and peered out the window, then made a disgusted noise when Hotch urinated on his own back door, and then began to move around the house, marking under ever window, the garage door and the front door, and then began to mark the trees around the perimeter of the yard.

 

While Hotch did his Alpha Thing, Reid did as he had been told and went to settle in.  He had brought several days’ worth of clothes with him, and these were put away in the dressed of the guest room.  Then he grabbed some Cheese Nips crackers from the pantry and settled down in front of the television.  He had his feet up on the coffee table and was channel surfing when he caught movement from the corner of his eye.  Reid turned…  and froze.

 

“Um…  Hotch?”  He squeaked.  The Alpha was standing there, staring intensely at him…  he was very human.  And very naked.  And…  Reid squeaked again and turned a deep red…  He was…  very aroused.  “…  Hotch?”  Reid managed to whimper in a tiny voice.  The larger male advanced on him, and Reid leapt up from the sofa and scrambled backwards away from him.

 

“Come here, Spencer.”

 

“No!”  Reid yelped.  “We can’t!  Not yet!  You’re still injured!”

 

“It’s a flesh wound.”

 

“You still have to heal!”

 

“I am healed.”

 

“Not enough for…  THAT!”

 

“What’s wrong?”  Hotch asked, as he and Reid slowly circled around the sofa.  “Can’t you say it?”

 

“…  You’re not healed enough for sex.”  Reid said firmly.  Hotch grinned.

 

“Are you sure?”

 

“Yes!”

 

“Wolves are fast healers.”

 

“Not THAT fast!”  Reid insisted.  But his eyes only got wider when the larger male bared his teeth in a feral grin.  “No, Hotch… Hotch!  NO!”  And Hotch lunged over the sofa.  Reid let out a squeal and bolted.

 

“Come back here, Pup!”

 

“NO!  You’ll hurt yourself!”  Reid shrieked, darting into the guest room and slamming the door, locking it just in time.

 

“COME OUT OF THERE!”

 

“NO!”

 

“RRRAAAHHG!”  Hotch roared, slamming his fists into the door and making the thing shudder ominously.  Reid slowly backed away from the door, staring at it.  But he was unable to resist sliding a hand between his legs and palming himself gently through his cords.  His eyes fluttered closed with a moan and he sank down to sit on the edge of the bed.  He could hear Hotch panting out in the hall, and soon he was panting softly as well…

 

“Let me in, Spencer…”  Came the low rumble from the other side of the door, and Reid felt his eyes roll back.  “I promise…  I won’t hurt myself…  I just…  want to have a bit of…  fun…”



“Uhhn…  d-define ‘fun’…”  Reid managed to stammer.

 

“Heh…”  He heard Hotch breath, and a soft thump as the elder wolf let his forehead come to rest on the door.  “I want to…  undress you…  stroke your skin…  explore your body…  Because soon, it will belong to me…  I want to…  smell you and taste you and feel you…   Come on, Spencer…  don’t you want me to feel you?”

 

“F-Fill me?!”

 

“…  Well…  that too.  But not right now.”  Hotch chuckled at Reid’s misunderstanding.  He grinned when he heard the omega whine in his embarrassment.  “Come on, Spencer…  Open the door…”

 

“No.”

 

“Spencer…”  He growled in a warning tone.  “…  NOW!”

 

Reid gasped at the shivers that flooded him at the commanding bark, and waves of lust followed.  The next thing he knew, he had opened the door.  Almost immediately, he was tackled to the bed and his wrists were pinned down over his head with one of Hotch’s hands, while the other slid  under his shirt and began to rub up and down his stomach.  The alpha’s keen teeth in the meantime had found the omega’s long neck, and was nibbling over it.  Reid groaned and craned his head back, giving Hotch more access to his neck, and his hips began a shallow thrusting into the air, his pants tenting.

 

“And here you didn’t want to do this…”  Hotch chuckled.

 

“I…  I d-didn’t not want to…  I just…  don’t want you t-to hurt yourself…”

 

“Awww…  that’s sweet…”  The wolf rumbled into his ear.  “Trying to take care of me…  But you don’t have to worry…  it’s MY job to take care of YOU.”

 

Reid frowned and looked up at him.  “What do you mean by that?  As mates…  we take care of each other.”

 

“In our own ways.”  Hotch nodded.  “As alpha, I protect you…  and keep you safe.  And you, my omega…  keep me happy.” 

 

Reid’s frown darkened at that and said “I am NOT your personal harem!”

 

Hotch chuckled, moving in to kiss Reid, but Reid turned away.  Hotch smiled and nuzzled his throat, instead.  “I don’t mean like that.  Well, I do, but not completely.”

 

“I suggest you start talking your way out of the dog house…”  Reid growled, kneeing Hotch’s hand when it went to grope him.  Hotch chuckled.

 

“When I say keep me happy…  I mean be there for me.”  Hotch said gently, still nuzzling Reid’s neck.  “Let me hold you when I need to hold you.  Soothe me with your presence when my hackles are up…  Let me…  be vulnerable with you when I need to be.”  Hotch backed away and stared into Reid’s eyes, and Reid stared back.  “Take me, and all my faults…  and love me despite them.”  And then he smiled.  “And sure, when we’re in the mood…  let me…  have you.”  He leaned in to kiss Reid, and this time, the younger didn’t turn away.  “Just as I would let you have me…  I am the Alpha and you are the Omega…  but the ownership of one another is mutual.  Let me be your strength…  and be my stability in return…”

 

Reid curled his arms around the man’s neck and kissed him.

 

“…  have I talked my way out of the dog house?”  Hotch murmured with a soft laugh.

 

“Out of the dog house, yes…  into my pants is gonna take a bit more work.”  Reid snickered, and Hotch grinned.

 

“Challenge accepted…”  He said.  Then, releasing Reid’s wrists, he curled one arm under the small of Reid’s back and the other under his shoulders to cup the back of his skull in his palm, and kissed him fiercely.  Reid moaned in appreciation and arched up into his lover’s body, curling a leg around Hotch’s knee and his arms around the man’s neck.  Strong fingers left Reid’s hair and stroked down his body to grasp the back of his thigh, pulling it up and effectively  pressing their hips together.  Hotch slowly began to roll his hips against Reid’s, bringing a groan of pleasure from the throat of the younger wolf.  Reid thrust his own hips up eagerly, and the pair were soon grunting as they rutted against one another. 

 

Hotch broke off the kiss and began to lavish Reid’s throat with the affections of lips, tongue and teeth while he began to fumble with the youth’s pants.  Reid, in the mean time, was struggling to rid himself of his shirt, suddenly feeling very overdressed with the naked, dominant male pinning him down with the weight of his body.

 

But then…  there was a vibrating and ringing coming from Reid’s pants.  Hotch’s teeth bit down a bit more sharply, and then he turned his head, snarling.

 

Reid groaned and began to fumble in his pocket.

 

“Don’t.”  Hotch warned as Reid looked at the phone.

 

“…  It’s work.”  Reid murmured.

 

“Who?!  They’re FIRED.”

 

“Rossi.”

 

“Fuck.”  Hotch spat, as Reid said the name of the ONE PERSON who would not be intimidated by him…  “Don’t answer!”

 

“It might be a case!”  Reid reasoned, and accepted the call.  “Hello?”

 

“How’s it goin’, kid?”  Rossi asked.

 

Reid blinked.  “Fine?”

 

“You sure?”

 

“Yeah…  why?”

 

“Well, you took a personal day at the last minute.  Considering all that’s going on, I wanted to make sure that you and Hotch are okay.”

 

“We WERE until YOU butted in!”  Hotch snapped at the phone.

 

“Aaron!”  Reid cried scoldingly, and pushed the man away with his hand on his face when the alpha tried to take the phone away from him.

 

“Is Hotch being nice?”  Rossi asked, now sounding amused. 

 

“No.”  Reid snorted, and Hotch let out a frustrated growl, beginning to stubbornly wrestle the pants from Reid’s body.  “HOTCH!!!  STOP THAT!  LET GO!!!”

 

“Hang up the fucking phone!!!”  Hotch snapped.  “NOW!”

 

Once again, Reid found a rush of heat flooding his limbs, and shooting straight to his groin.  Hotch stared down at him, noting the sudden gasp of breath, the wide eyes and then the flush across the omega’s cheeks…  and then…  he noted the stirring of the young genius’ manhood.  An idea came to Hotch, and the man crawled over  Reid and stared him in the eye, then rumbled in a low, authoritative tone, “…  Now, pup…”  And right before his eyes, Reid’s eyes rolled back and a shudder ran through his thin frame as a moan escaped his lips.  His thumb tapped “END CALL” on the screen of the phone, and then the phone slipped from his fingers and tumbled down onto the bed.

 

A swell of pleasure and delight filled Aaron Hotchner as he realized what was happening…   Spencer Reid was getting off on the alpha male asserting his dominance over the little omega.  And then, an idea came to him…  just how far could he take Reid…  without touching him?

 

Slowly, he backed off…  Reid sat up, confused.

 

“Where are you—“

 

“Lie down.”  Hotch commanded, and with a little ‘eep!’, Reid did so.  “Hands by your head…  spread your legs.”  Reid obeyed, flushing slightly at the latter order.  Hotch smirked.  “Do you have any idea what’s going on, pup?”

 

“…  Um…  n-no?”

 

“Well, you need to figure it out, then…”  Hotch said, then dropped his voice to allow it to come out as a deep, bestial rumble.  “It’s only a matter of time, pup…”  Reid’s eyes widened and Hotch watched his thin chest rise and fall as his breathing immediately quickened.  “Before I make you mine…”  Reid shivered and moaned softly, squirming slightly as a flush crept into his cheeks.  “The only question is, how will it happen?”  Hotch asked, beginning to slowly pace a semi-circle around the bed that his little mate-to-be was laid out on.  “Will you be on your back, staring up at me as I take you?  Will your legs be wrapped around me, or maybe I’ll be holding them up over me shoulders?”  Reid’s eyes rolled back with a whimper.  “Or maybe you’ll be on your hands and knees as I take you from behind…  perfect position for you to feel my teeth on your neck and shoulders…  It’ll also give me the best position to…  achieve the deepest…  penetration…”  He drew out the last word, eyes glittering as he watched Reid arch his back and groan.

 

“Will there be foreplay?  What kind?”  Hotch mused, moving to stand before the window and stare out.  He narrowed his eyes and growled when he saw the flash of light reflected in three sets of eyes…  There were wolves there in the trees, just beyond the boundaries that Hotch had scent marked.  The man’s heart pounded.  They had come here because REID was here.  He knew the wolves could see him, and so he bared his teeth threateningly, then tugged the curtains closed before turning his attention back to the boy on the bed.  And he grinned at the sight.  Reid’s body was flushed and trembling, and his fingers twitched in his desire to touch himself.

 

Hotch closed his eyes lightly and released his pheromones.  The reaction was almost instant.  Reid let out a loud groan and Hotch opened his eyes to look at him. Reid was panting softly and gently thrusting his hips into the air, desperate for contact and friction against his straining erection.  Then Reid’s pheromones invaded the alpha’s nose as his eyes focused on the site of pre-ejaculatory fluids began to drip down the length of Reid’s swollen shaft.

 

“Look at you…”  Hotch rumbled, stalking around the bed again.   “Dry humping the air…  moaning like a bitch in heat…  and I’ve not even touched you.  What are you going to do when I’m inside of you?”

 

Reid groaned loudly again, rolling his head from side to side.  “Spread your legs wider, pup.”  Hotch commanded, and with a whimper, Reid obeyed.  Slowly, Hotch fell onto his knees on the bed and crawled up between Reid’s legs and hung over the pup, bracing his weight on his hands on either side of Reid’s head.

 

“Look at me, pup.”  Hotch growled.  Reid shivered and moaned and opened his eyes, locking gazes with the alpha wolf.  His eyes widened and his breath caught in his throat.  The man’s eyes were the brilliant gold of the wolf, and when he allowed a feral grin to overtake him, his teeth gleamed in the lamplight, sharp and deadly.  He leaned in closer, so that Reid could taste his breath.

 

“Feel me…”  Hotch growled, even though, as close as they were, there was no physical contact between their bodies.  “Feel me on you…  all over you…  IN you…”  Reid groaned and his eyes fluttered.  “LOOK AT ME!”  Hotch snapped, and Reid did, eyes wide and staring.  “You want me on you…  in you…  you want to feel my hands on your skin…”  He noted the shiver run through Reid.  “You want to feel me kiss you…”  Reid’s tongue darted out, wetting his lips in a soft caress, almost as if trying to mimic the feel of a kiss.  “My teeth on your neck…”  Reid’s eyes rolled back for a moment before he was able to regain control and stare back up at the alpha wolf.  “You like that idea?”  Hotch asked, smirking.  “Feeling me teeth on you…  claiming you…  marking you…”

 

“Nnnh…  Yesssssss…”  Reid hissed, fingers twitching again as he ached to caress his throbbing manhood.

 

“I love watching you react to my voice…”  Hotch grinned.  “Do you have any idea why?”  Reid shook his head.  “Because of how much…  power I have over you like this.  How much I can affect you.  How much pleasure you get from LISTENING…”  He smirked and Reid’s eyes widened.  “Hearing me talk about how I want to take you…  moving deep inside…  knot swelling…”  Reid’s eyes rolled back again and he groaned.  “See?  Just…  like… that…”  Hotch hissed.

 

“A-Aaronnnn!”  Reid wailed, writhing as he moved his hands to touch himself.

 

“FREEZE!”  Hotch ordered and Reid gasped and did so, staring up at the man, pupils dilating.  “Don’t touch yourself.”  Hotch said, then smirked.  “Touch me.”  Reid blinked and flushed.

 

“Um…” 

 

“Come on, pup…  feel me…”  Hotch rumbled, and slowly Reid placed his fingertips on Hotch’s chest.  “Lower…”  Hotch told him, and Reid gulped and slid his fingers down.  “Lower…  lower…”  Hotch smirked when Reid’s fingertips reached the tops of his thighs.  “Now…  move in…”  Reid flushed even darker, and Hotch’s smirk widened.  A moment later, those hesitant fingertips brushed over his groin, gently teasing the root of his passion.  “Keep going.”  Hotch hissed and Reid gulped and did so, slowly wrapping his fingers around the alpha’s penis.  Still, Hotch held Reid’s gaze.  “Feel that?”  Hotch murmured, his voice low, like distant thunder.  “Focus on it…  the feel.  The length, the thickness…  how hot it is, how you can feel the blood pumping…  it’s weight and texture…  Feel every change…  every vein, every ridge…”  Hotch’s smirk became a toothy grin.  “Now…  imagine it inside you…”  Immediately, Reid’s eyes rolled back and he groaned, tightening his grip on the alpha’s penis.  “And imagine being filled not just with my cock, but my cum…”  Reid began gasping and bucking his hips, writhing on the bed.

 

Hotch was pleased…  he had already brought Reid to the edge.  “And now you, Spencer… cum for me.”

 

“Ah!  Aaron!”

 

“Cum!”  Hotch barked.  “NOW!”

 

“AAAAAHHN!”  Reid howled, throwing his head back and gripping Hotch’s hips tightly.  Hotch grinned, pleased as he felt the warm liquid pearls splash over his chest and stomach as Reid was unable to hold back his orgasm.  Hotch lowered a hand down and fisted his erection, pumping it harshly as he seized Reid’s mouth with his own in a fiery kiss, deep, sloppy and fierce.  And then his vision whited out as he climaxed, ejaculating over his lover’s body before collapsing on him.

 

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It was the phone that woke him.

 

Snarling, Aaron Hotchner rose from the bed, took care to tuck the blankets around his little soon-to-be-mate, and headed into the bedroom so he could shower after answering the call.  He grabbed the phone from its cradle on his bedside table.

 

“Hotchner.”

 

“Aaron.”  Hotch immediately tensed at the urgent tone in the voice of the wolf on the other end.

 

“…  Amani?”

 

“It’s Noriko.”  The man said, his Cuban accent coming through thick with his anxiety. 

 

“What about her?”

 

“I just heard from Onatah.  She’s going into heat, Aaron.  And she’s on the war path.”

 

“Spencer?”

 

“She’s coming to kill him.”  Amani confirmed.  “Tonight.  If you haven’t mated him, it’s time.  You need to do it before it’s too late.  And even then, you may still have to fight her off.”

 

“…  I see.”

 

“What’s wrong?”

 

“I’m injured, Amani.  I was shot.  I’m healing, but…   also…”

 

“I know.  You can’t perform the Courtship in that area in broad daylight.  You’ll need to wait for nightfall.”  Amani confirmed.  “You can’t waste time, injured or no.  You have to begin at sundown.  I’ll start contacting the others that she hasn’t been able to sway.  We’ll move in this evening before the sun sets and set up a perimeter around your territory.  We’ll hold her off as long as we can, but YOU need to have it done by the time she reaches you.”

 

“I will.”  Hotch growled.  “Thank you, Amani.”

 

“Good luck, Aaron.  To you, and your mate.”

 

“Thanks…”  Hotch murmured, and hung up the phone.

 

The time for waiting and preparing was over.  They had to do this…  whether Spencer was ready, or not…

 

Or Spencer had to get out of town.  And fast…