Maybe it was the drug that finally started to have residual effects after the danger was over, or the body continued to repair and consume energy, Hotch slept well until he was woken up by the phone early in the morning.

He didn't even realize when Rossi was sleeping next to him, with his arms around him.But there was no time for him to think about this problem, the phone by the bed rang persistently. Hotch collected himself and reached for the microphone. Rossi was awakened by his movement, but instead of letting go of him, he hugged him even tighter.

"Aaron Hotchner."

"Aaron, did you sleep well?"

Hotch looked at the clock hanging on the wall, then at Rossi, a little surprised, "Jason, you woke me up, this doesn't seem like the time to ask this question. Is there a case? Do you need me to go there right away?"

"No, not you. Put D□□id on the phone." And Gideon smiled on the other side, "Glad it sounds like you're very conscious, if you're not feeling well, you can continue to rest today."

"I'm fine, thank you for your concern." Hotch turned his head to look at Rossi who was stroking him, and passed the phone stiffly, "It's Jason. He's looking for you."

Rossi answered the phone, "Jason, what's wrong?"

He frowned quickly, asked a few more questions, and quickly ended the call.

"Is something wrong?" Hotch wanted to get up.

And Rossi put down the microphone, didn't answer, just turned sideways to kiss him, Hotch was unprepared, his eyes widened and he let him press his lips and tongue to tease him.

It was almost a minute before Rossi ended the kiss.

Hotch was out of breath, struggling to break free from his arms, "D□□e, I thought Jason was looking for you to go to work—why does he know you're here, wait, why are you here? I don't feel like Have amnesia."

"No, you didn't." Rossi still wrapped his arms around him, "I just don't feel comfortable leaving you alone like that, you were in a deep sleep and I didn't wake you up. As for Jason, he obviously called my house first It's gone. Aaron... are you okay?"

"It couldn't be better." Hotch gave up struggling and leaned against him, "Didn't he have a case with you?"

"Have."

"Huh?" Hotch opened his eyes and sat up immediately, "Then why are you still in bed?"

"The earliest flight is in two hours." Rossi wrapped his arms around his waist and pulled him back, "Don't worry."

Hotch blinked quickly and pursed his lips, "If you want a quick one, maybe...?"

Rossi stroked his cheek, "You're tempting me."

Hotch chuckled, "If you don't want to, I have no problem."

Rossi kissed him again, and Hotch put his arms around his neck, "Aaron, based on what happened yesterday, I'm not sure you'd be right to do this right now."

Hotch rubbed against his side, looking up for his lips, "Just a quick fix."

Rossi stared at him, then leaned over with a sigh, "You know I can't say no."

This is completely different from their passionate and crazy games and venting that are often full of tools, pain and unstoppable, almost only instinctive simple movements and small gasps.

But it does not prevent them from quickly entering the state and achieving satisfaction.

Hotch lay back on the bed, trying to catch his breath. "This is weird."

"what?"

"Have we hardly ever done that?"

Rossi laughed and got up to clean himself up.

"D□□e." Hotch hesitated for a moment, sat up and called him.

"Ok?"

"I'm sure I'm perfectly up to the job, but it doesn't look like you're going to call me in?"

Rossi shook his head, "Aaron, I thought you didn't need to remind me that Jason said he decided to let us handle different cases separately."

Hotch murmured, "But I don't need a break."

Rossi wakes himself up in cold water, of course he wants to take Hotch, but, at the same time, he's also afraid of taking Hotch, and finally he shakes the water on his head, he has a disappearance case, usually they don't deal with it Similar cases, but this time the missing person was a survivor of one of his serial murders.Although it is unlikely, he must confirm whether there are mistakes or other possibilities in the case of the year.

And Hotch didn't intend to stay at home anymore. Since Gideon gave him a bunch of unsolved cases, he could of course use his free time to investigate - if he really didn't have any cases.

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