[Criminal Minds] years before love

In the cafe at noon, the window just happened to be sunny after the rain, and Rossi sat at the corner where the wall and the floor-to-ceiling windows meet.

The time and place are all given by the other party, and Rossi is not sure whether someone will actually come, after all, his request looks like a deliberate embarrassment.

Young, can accept a certain degree of SM, don't need too much experience, male, educated, smart.money is not a problem. Rossi originally planned to find various excuses to express dissatisfaction in order to get closer to each other.

And when the tall young man in a suit and leather shoes sat across from him and signaled to the waiter for a cup of coffee, Rossi immediately forgot his original plan.The feeling of looking at such a suit outside the office really made him unable to get angry-based on his own purpose, he was fully prepared to see a man with dyed hair, wrapped in leather jacket and pants, With tattoos and metal rings poking out, and maybe heavy makeup, man.

"You are?" Rossi decided to make sure that it wasn't the wrong person.

"You can call me Aaron, sir." The other party handed over the agreed book, "Or, do you need a specific title for me?"

"Well, this is fine for the time being." Rossi flipped through the book covertly, "If you have any special requirements or anything else, you can also say so."

The boy on the opposite side blinked, "This is against the rules."

"It's okay." Rossi shook his head, "You can relax a little bit."

"If you can, don't leave marks on the exposed parts." The boy hesitated for a while before whispering.

Rossi narrowed his eyes, looked at him, and finally knocked on the edge of the table and asked, "Aaron, do you need money?"

"...Tuition, sir." The teenager who called himself Aaron lowered his head, currently focusing on his fingers.

Rossi looked at him, raised his eyebrows, and didn't point out that the clothes he was wearing were enough for a year's tuition and living expenses of an ordinary school.

"I was kicked out by my father." The young man added as if he knew what he was questioning.

"Come with me. I want to see if you really meet my request." Rossi stuffed the book into the bag and stood up, beckoning the other party to follow.

Half an hour later, Rossi looked helplessly at the young man lying on the bed with his whole body tensed and his teeth clenched, before he sighed, "You guys are cheating."

The young man turned his head and looked at him with a pleading look, "I can bear it."

"I don't have to suffer." Rossi threw the clothes on him. "Aaron, I'm looking for a fuck, not a victim."

"...will I be charged?"

"What?" Rossi froze for a moment.

"Fishing law enforcement." The young man muttered, turning his head away.

"Explain." Rossi suddenly became interested, sitting next to him and patting him on the back.

The young man curled his lips, "Victim. Habit of using words."

"It's very sharp." Rossi nodded appreciatively, "But guess wrong, I'm not a policeman—how about making a deal? Help me find out the people behind the scenes, and then all the money negotiated will be yours."

"Deal." The young man blinked and nodded.

"How did you get controlled by them?" Rossi got up and poured two glasses of water and sat on the sofa to signal.

"I'm not controlled by them." Hotch had already put on his clothes and sat opposite Rossi again, sipping the glass of water in his hand, "I guess your requirements are too high and they can't pick out the ones who are suitable for you You ask for it, and you give them a price that they don’t want to miss out on. Sometimes they’re also in school, uh, working with volunteers.”

"Volunteers." Rossi rolled his eyes at him, "Volunteers usually don't ask for payment."

Hotch shrugged, "Understand as you please."

"But you don't meet my requirements." Rossi was a little annoyed.

"Young, can accept a certain level of SM, not too much experience, male, educated, smart." Hotch replied quickly, "Actually, I can completely accept it, you said no first, sir. And this kind of request In a sense, it is very contradictory, if you really need it, I can learn it too."

"Stop for a moment." Rossi stared at him for a while, then suddenly leaned over, "First tell me whether you have had sex with men."

Hotch shrank back and coughed a little guilty, "It's not important."

"It doesn't matter?" Rossi leaned a little closer. "Are you kidding me?"

"You're not really planning to do anything right now anyway," Hotch murmured.

"Totally wrong. Of course I was going to do something." Rossi grabbed him by the collar and pulled him closer. "Aaron, I'm not a philanthropist. I paid for it."

Hotch flustered for a moment, but quickly pulled his hand away and nodded, "Do as you want, sir."

"...Dave." Rossi let go of him. "How did they contact you?"

Hotch took out a small card from his coat pocket and handed it over, "Someone will secretly stuff these advertisements in the dormitory. After contacting, meet at the coffee shop outside the school."

"How to give you money?"

"Pay part in advance, and pay the other part after the end." Hotch thought for a while and explained, "They have been in the school for a long time, and strictly speaking they have a good reputation. But I think they should have other resources in their hands. This model is very Difficult to maintain."

"So you used that money to buy the suit first?" Rossi motioned to his clothes hanging aside.

Hotch frowned slightly, "Of course not. I don't mind doing it in clothes - but as you said, at the price of this thing, it's quite a hassle for me to break it, so if you really have this hobby sir, I can go to the street and buy one cheap."

Rossi seemed to want to ask something, but finally just shook his head, "Don't bother. Do you think if I call you by name next time, they will contact you?"

"Technically, it's using me as bait, but I think they will." Hotch nodded. "After all, they advertise that they can meet all your needs."

Rossi licked his lips and pulled Hotch into bed again, "Aaron, anyway, if I'm going to act like I'm infatuated with you, I've got to have a taste of it first."

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A first-time episode, basically explaining what happened two or more years ago

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