It's been about 2 weeks since you've been back at work, and about a week since everyone stops watching you like a hawk. Emily had been tiptoeing around you ever since you stepped foot in the office.

"Hey Em." You roll your chair over to her desk.

"Yeah?" She turns her head to look at you.

"Let's have lunch." It wasn't a question. You could tell she was iffy about it. "Emily the last time we were out together I almost died. I need you to know that I'm ok, for our friendship and this team's sake."

"Ok." You smiled and rolled back to your desk to grab your purse. When the two of you got in the car you guys decided that pizza sounded like a good choice. You guys made small talk about the team and the crazy amount of work you guys have been getting. She hasn't been able to ask you questions about you and Hotch yet, and you could tell deep down she wanted to know. You find a suitable table for the both of you. You look up from your food and see a deep grin on her face.

"Ask." You gave her permission.

"So it's been going on for 5 months?" She had no hesitation.

"It just hit 6 last week." You confirm.

"So you guys are really like serious."

"Yeah, I don't just say 'I love you' to everyone." You pointed out.

"No I know that, but are you guys moving in?"

"Not officially, but half of his and Jack's stuff is at my apartment. Plus he does have a key." Her eyes widened.

"He does!?"

"Yeah, cause he'll go to pick up Jack or go and get food and I'll be too lazy to open the door, but most of the time I am sleeping."

"Y/N, that's a big thing." She said it like you didn't know.

"Yeah, I know." You took a bite of your pizza.

"So...." She extended the word longer than she should've. You knew what was coming.

"So what?" You rolled your eye waiting for her to finish.

"So. how the sex?" She was a little too eager. You hesitate before answering.

"I don't know." You said softly.

"What do you mean you don't know? Can't Hotch..." Her words lingered not know how to finish the question.

"I'm sure he can." You defend him. "We just haven't done anything." You finished.

"Why not, it's been 6 months." She said it like it's been common knowledge for a while.

"I know, it's just whenever things are getting hot and heavy... we're in his office on the couch, Jack in the other room and we don't wanna risk him waking up, or we're in some random hotel in the middle of nowhere Oklahoma. It just never seems right."

"Well, it's never the right time to do anything." She had a point.

"It may sound childish, but I want it to be perfect."

"It's not your first time is it?" You almost choked on your pizza.

"No!"

"This may be a dumb question but, why does it have to be perfect?"

"Cause I have a feeling deep down saying this could be something amazing, Emily I don't get those often. When I do... I'm almost always right. I don't wanna fuck it up." The use of her same and some profanity told her that you were being serious. You both stare at your food before she breaks the silence.

"How did Rossi find out?"

~~~~~

When you both walk into the bullpen no one was there. They all went out to lunch which was shocking cause normally everyone works through lunch. You out your purse down and make you way up to the catwalk. You knock on the office door and hear a muffled come in.

"I knew you won't take a lunch so I brought you pizza." You place the box on the edge of his desk.

"Thank you." There was nothing else to say but you still sat in one of the chairs across from his desk. "Are you just gonna sit there and look at me?"

"Well you're fun to look at." A smile spreads across your face.

"Your not half bad yourself." He looked through the corner his eye and smirked.

"Well Emily had been informed about our personal lives so we shouldn't be getting any longing glances." You told him.

"Well you may get some from Rossi, I haven't told him much." He wasn't one for sharing his personal life, or gossip for that matter.

"Why haven't you?"

"Cause I don't tell him everything." He leaned back in his chair.

"Why not?" You walked over to the other side of the desk.

"Cause like I said last night I like it just being you, me and Jack."

"Oh well I won't tell Emily anything anymore." You shrugged.

"No you've been talking to Emily and the others since you started here, I don't expect you to change that." His hand went up and down your leg.

"Your amazing, have I told you that lately?"

"Not in a while."

"Well you are amazing." You lean down, cup his cheeks and place a kiss on his lips."An amazing father." Kiss. "An amazing boyfriend." Kiss. "An amazing Unit Chief." Kiss, you pull back and you can see the lust in his eyes. He pulls you on to his lap. The ends on your skirt ride up your sides. His hands rub the outside of your thighs. You pull your bottom lips between your teeth when you feel his pants grow tighter. Your hands trail to the back of his head and interlace with his hair. He pulls you in for another kiss. You let out a deep breath when his lips finally touch yours. You hold if as close as your possible can. You slowly rock your hips against him. He lets out a deep groan. He raises his hand up to your ass-

"Hotch do you know where-" Emily walked in. "Holy shit." She look at the ceiling trying to find the right words. "Ummm....I am so sorry."

"Emily shut the fucking door!" You yelled. She stepped into the room and put all her weight on the door when it was closed. Her eyes never left the ceiling. You move to stand on your own feet. You fix your skirt so it went back to covering everything. You try your best to wipe off the lipstick that you knew had been smudged.

"I was looking for Y/N, there a personal emergency regarding Penelope. I could say I couldn't find you if you have more important things to do."

"I'll be right there." You said not taking a breath.

"Yeah, ok. Come to her office when ever your...done." Emily walked out and shut the door. Neither of you said anything, just silence.

"We'll uh...talk later." You stutter over your words.

"Mhm." He hummed.

"Yeah." You whispered and walk out of his office. You turn your head and see Emily standing there waiting.

"What the hell was that?" She whispered.

"What did it look like?" You ask and walked down the steps.

"It looked like you guys were gonna fuck, in his office in the middle of the work day with the door unlocked."

"There's your answer." You kept your head straight.

"I thought you said you guys hadn't done anything yet." She was on your heels when you pushed through the glass doors.

"We haven't."

"Well you looked pretty comfortable up there." You stopped.

"Emily." You stood in front of her. "We will not speak of this...ever. Ok?"

"Oh you can't expect me to hold on to information like this and not tell anyone."

"Emily I swear if you tell anyone, I will play for everyone the every drunkin voice mail you left me." Her face fell. You remember right? The one where you said JJ makes you feel things no ones ever made you feel." You could be very evil when you wanted too.

"You wouldn't dare." She smirk clearly not believing you.

"Try me." You weren't laughing, but you both knew you didn't have the guts to actually do that. The way you were talking scared both of you. You turn to walk into Penelope's office.When you in everyone was huddled around her.

"What happened?"

"Kevin...he left." Penelope choked out.

"What do you mean he left?" You knew it was hard for her to talk so you looked at everyone else for an answer.

"He proposed, she said she didn't want to get married right now and he left her." JJ explained.

"That asshole." You sat in the chair across from her.

"I thought he understood me." Your heart broke. Penelope was the sweetest person alive and seeing her hurt made the world stop.

"I know." You grabbed her hands. "Do you want me to hack into his system and put a black hole so all his software deletes?" You were joking but also serious. She laughed and nodded along.

"Ok I'll do that."

"Do you want one of us to drive you home?" Derek asks.

"I need a drink." She said softly and wipes her tears away.

"We can arrange for that." You smiled.

"It's 5, do you think Hotch would mind if we left?" JJ asked and looked at you. Everyone was looking at you.

"Why are you asking me?"

"Cause your the closest to him." Spencer chimed in.

"I'll ask." Everyone nods. You stood up and made your way to the door. "Bring one of your laptops." Your said before walking out.

"For what." Penelope asks.

"Oh you think I was joking about hacking his system." Everyone smiled and you pushed through the door.

The glass door close behind you as you lock eyes with Aaron from his office. You grab your purse from you desk and walk to to his office. You stood a good distance away from his desk.

"Is everything ok with Penelope." He looked at you from across the room.

"Depends on your definition of 'ok'." He was confused. "She's ok, her and Kevin split but nothing a bottle of tequila can't fix." You rocked back and fourth on you feet. "I sent to ask if we could leave early?"

"That's fine." It was a simple answer.

"Do you want to come with us? I'm sure Penelope would love to see you." You gave a half smile.

"Raincheck?"

You exhaled deeply. "Ok. Well umm I don't know how long you plan on stay here." You slowly lick your bottom lip. "But I'll leave a light on for you." Your small wink earns a big grin from him. Before walking out you say. "There's lipstick on your face. " You close the door behind you and walk across the bullpen. You could feel his eyes watching you walk away. You wipe the smile off your face when the team come into view.

"Boss man says it's ok." You stop and see Emily had a devilish smile on her face. You roll your eyes and walk into the elevator along with everyone else.

"Did you see if he wanted to tag along?" Penelope asked.

"Of course." You simply answer.

"And?" Emily asked from next to you.

"Raincheck." You mocked Aaron's deep voice which brought a smile to her face.

When getting to the bar JJ, Penelope and Emily wasted no time to order drinks. You found a table with Derek and Reid. You stared at your hands and listen to Reid go on about marriages and how 40-50% of marriage end in divorce.

"Are you gonna add something or just let him go?" Derek asked.

"The divorce rate for subsequent marriages is even higher." Derek rolled his eyes. "I'm letting him get it out of his system before Penelope gets back."

"Did you guys know that the marriage rate in the United States is currently 6.8 per 1,000 total population. But both marriage rates AND divorce rates in the US are decreasing. That's because-"

"Recent studies have shown that millenials are choosing to wait longer to get married and staying married longer and are the main driver in the decline of both the marriage and divorce rate in the US." You finished for him. "Yes I know." He folded his lips together and nodded.

The girls come back with a tray of shots and your regular drinks. After protesting the slid on in front of you. You all cheers and take back the first drink. You make a small face and the burning sensation going down your throat. You watch as the girls go off of dance. You were going to go join when. You felt your phone start buzzing in your pocket. The phone screen lights up. Aaron was calling. You excused yourself from the table.

"Hey." It was soft.

"Hi." You tried not to smile as much, you knew Derek was watching you.

"I just wanted to ask when you were gonna come home?"

"Your already home?" You ask back.

"Well after you and Emily left my office I couldn't think straight."

"Well that makes two of us." You rub the back of your neck and press your back against the wall. It took everything in you not to grab your stuff and leave right then. What would happen if you did leave right now? Would these notice you were gone? Spencer was the only one at the table but Derek had seen you walk away. They would notice.

"Hello?" You were quiet longer then you had thought.

"Sorry I was thinking if I left now would anyone notice I was gone."

"And?"

"They would." You looked around.

"Well then stay, I'm sure Penelope's needs you more then I do." You look over and Emily was sitting with Spencer. There was someone new to keep him company.

"Let me see what I can do." You hung up and walked back to the table.

"I know that look." Emily said.

"Good so I don't have to explain." You put on your coat.

"Where you going?" Spencer asked.

"I'm gonna go meet up with a friend." You put it simply.

"Who?" You swallowed hard.

"Spence she's gonna go meet her boyfriend and she's gonna laid, stop asking her questions so she can leave." Emily answered for you. Spencer's eye widened with her answer.

"Tell Penelope I'm sorry I had to leave and I'll call her later. Love you." You yelled the last part as you walked out of the bar.

You got home in record breaking time. You ran up the stairs to your apartment door. You stopped right in front and tried to even out your breathing. When you open the door he was no where to be found.

"Hello?" You ask into the apartment. You hand up your coat and purse. You move to the couch to take off your heels.

"I didn't think you were gonna be able to get out that fast." He stood in the doorway of your room. You could tell he had just gotten out of the shower cause his hair was still wet. The ends of his selves were tight around his muscles.

"Well I have my ways." You walked over till you were standing right in front of him. His mind was going a million miles a second. His eyes were trying to read your face.

"Stop trying to over think this." You unbutton you shirt and let it fall go the ground.

His mouth was on yours before you could process that he'd moved. He teased open your lips with his tongue until you were gasping, struggling to maintain the kiss as your pounding heart demanded more and more oxygen. He moved to your neck then, sucking deep bruises into your flesh.

He slid his hands up to your hips, pulling you forward, wanting to life you off the ground.

"Aaron" you begged, not entirely sure what for, but you knew you needed something.

"Use your words," he chided, but as you opened your mouth to speak, he latched onto the sensitive skin above your collarbone and sucked, swallowing your words in a moan. Ordinarily, you'd have been embarrassed at your desperation, but the lust clouding your thoughts chased away all measures of shame.

"Fuck." you muttered when you'd regained your breath.

He smirked in response.

Of course he got off on this. It was an extension of the power he held in every aspect of his life, but now, there were no social niceties standing in his way. You certainly weren't complaining; it's not as if him barking orders to the team hadn't inspired a fantasy or two. But you were a bit out of your depth, your few sexual experiences having been altogether mediocre and vanilla.

Still, you were a quick learner.

"Fuck me, please. Sir," you added, and oh, he liked that.

His eyes flashed and he hoisted you off the floor with ease, wrapping your legs around his waist and carrying you over to the bed. You stretched out on your back while he loomed over you, looking undeniably predatory.

His fingers found your clit immediately, circling it with a gentle pressure that had you arching into his hand within seconds. You tugged at his pants, but he pushed your hand away.

"Not yet. Tell me when you're close."

"I'm already close," you gasped, and it was true. You were so turned on you felt almost sick.

He smirked again. "Of course. I mean really close."

You closed your eyes and breathed, concentrating on not falling over the edge. He continued rubbing you in small circles, then slipped two fingers inside you, slowly pumping in and out.

You wanted so desperately to let him keep going, but you knew he'd be disappointed if you didn't follow his instructions, and you wanted to please him more than anything.

"Aaron, if you- I'm gonna..."

He removed his hand from between your legs, earning a protesting whine, he stood up at the edge of the bed. He stripped off his shirt first, then stepped out of his pants, letting you view all of him.

He was statuesque, almost - toned without being overly large. His shoulders and arms were cut from years of training, his torso taut.

"Take your bra off," he instructed, blessedly derailing that train of thought, and you obliged.

He situated himself above you again and kissed you deeply, running his hands over your waist and kneading your breasts. You were shivering at the contact, nipples pebbling and goosebumps rising everywhere he touched.

"You're beautiful," he whispered. You reached a hand between your two bodies to grasp his cock.

"Holy shit," you said, and Aaron actually snorted in amusement.

He was long, you could tell from pumping your hand up and down his length, and thick enough that your fingers barely overlapped around him.

"I don't think I can-"

"Yes you can," he said, moving to align with your entrance, you nodded along.

Your retort was swallowed by him pushing inside - slowly, and despite his assurance that you could take him, watching for any signs of pain in your face.

There was no pain. In fact, when he pulled back and began to thrust, you were teetering back on the edge of an orgasm already.

You told him as much, thinking he'd instruct you to hold off again, but he just fucked you harder, his cock reaching a spot that shot white-hot pleasure through you every time. The feeling coiled up in your abdomen. You were close, so close, and you clenched instinctively, intensifying the slick drag against your inner walls.