𝐱𝐯𝐢𝐢𝐢. to start a conversation, trouble
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❝ 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚖𝚊 ❞
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CW: sexual content ━━
ㅤ𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐀 𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐋𝐘 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐊𝐄 at the feeling of someone's arm snaking around her waist. She groaned a little, not liking it when someone dared to wake her up, and pushed the arm off rather violently. She frowned, snuggling into her pillow, when she suddenly heard a chuckle she knew all too well.
She carefully twisted her body to face Aaron, her eyes still squinting as she tried to wake herself up. "What...what time did you get here?" She then yawned and stretched out her body, while whining a little, sounding a bit like a cat meowing.
A small smile immediately made its way to his lips at the sound, his dimples appearing. He looked at her softly, at the little pout on her lips while she raised her arms up, and replied, "A couple of hours ago. I drove Jack to school."
"...wait, what?" She slowly sat up and looked around, still a little confused in her half-awake state. "I was..." yawn, "supposed to drop him off. I set up an alarm and everything--"
"I know," he gently cut her off and pulled her back down to bed with him, cuddling her into his chest. "I got here a few minutes before your alarm was supposed to go off, so I just turned it off so you'll sleep longer."
She yawned again, pawing at his chest like a kitten. "You didn't have to do that."
He scoffed a little. "I wanted to. I know how terrible your sleeping habits are. You deserve a bit more sleep, especially since you've been working so hard."
"So have you," she sleepily protested.
"I know," he joked. "But I got enough sleep on the plane, and I've already taken a nap. You were just too asleep to notice."
She blinked tiredly. "Oh. Mkay."
He brushed a few wayward strands off her face. "Go back to sleep, kitten."
"Mhm." And she fell back asleep.
Holding her closely, Aaron waited until her breath evened out before cupping her face with one hand and using his thumb to trace circles on her cheek. He watched as her nose twitched, lip pouted, and eyelids fluttered as she let sleep consume her.
She was beautiful, he can't deny that.
And that's what makes it all the more dangerous, as he thought back on his conversation with Rossi as the older man drove him home.
"I just realized," Rossi spoke up, breaking the silence that encompassed him and Aaron, "You liked Alina way before you had even...begun this arrangement of yours."
Aaron gave him a confused look. "I don't think so."
"I do," Rossi huffed. "I remember you eyeing her back at the gala. I distinctly remember you ogling her in her dress while talking to Steve. I had a feeling you were talking about her."
"But that doesn't mean I liked her then," Aaron pointed out.
"It could," Rossi shrugged, eyes focused on the road. "It was the start of an attraction that just grew and grew, and solidified when Jack was added into the picture. You see her as a potential mom, and I have feeling that's what made you agree into sleeping with her."
"I-It's..." Aaron trailed off, "I...I do love seeing her and Jack together," he admitted. "Jack...he hasn't opened up to someone this much since Haley died. But Alina does it so effortlessly. Yes, I see her as a potential mom, but..."
"It's not just that," the older man finished his sentence for him. "You genuinely like Alina as she is, to the point that you're willing to risk it all for her happiness." Rossi side-eyed him. "I don't know if I should be proud or annoyed of how much of an idiot you're being."
Aaron scoffed. "I can't ruin what we have—what she and Jack have—for my own selfishness."
Rossi sighed. "You're too selfless, Aaron. What if...being with her for real is the best move? What if it's the thing that makes her stay?"
"But what if it's the one thing that drives her away?" He countered, moving a hand up to massage his temples. "You're right, I probably did like Alina before this. Maybe. But that doesn't really make a difference, does it? I'm still stuck. There are too many variables, too many 'what if's that I can't..." he sighed. "When the time's right. I'll tell her. I need to...I need her to change her opinion first. I need her to realize, on her own pace, that love—that a relationship—is worth it."
It was silent for a few moments as Rossi mulled over Aaron's words, his opinion, his decision. He nodded to himself, staring straight ahead, before saying, "You're a good man, Aaron. You're a patient man. I wish you a good luck. In bocca al lupo."
Aaron sighed to himself as he pulled Alina tighter, before falling asleep too.
He woke up a few hours later to the feeling of someone licking up the underside of his shaft. He immediately let out a groan as he pushed himself up to his elbows, just to see Alina holding onto his cock with one hand, while the other massaged his balls.
"Took you long enough," Alina teased, pressing a kiss to his tip before carefully wrapping her lips around it, which elicited another strangled groaned. Aaron had only now realized how hard he actually was and how close he was to orgasming. He was about to demand her to do something, when she relaxed her jaw and slowly began sucking him into her mouth.
"Oh fuck," he cursed as he reached out one hand to grasp her hair—that she already put into a ponytail—while the other remained holding him up. He wanted to watch her suck him off. "That's it, that's it."
Alina moaned at his praises, squeezing her thighs as she knelt before him on the bed. After days of waiting for him to come back, to pleasure her, she was eager to just get it started. Her moan sent vibrations up his cock, which prompted him to tighten his grip on her hair.
She whimpered slightly, sucking him as far as she could. The feeling of her warm mouth and his upcoming release made Aaron buck his hips upwards uncontrollably, which caused him to hit the back of her throat. What surprised him was how she didn't gag.
Smirking even as her mouth was filled, Alina fiddled with his balls before taking her mouth off his length to suck a ball into her mouth, relishing in the sound of his strangled moan.
She pulled away for a second to look straight into his eyes as she worked her hand up and down as she gripped him, diligently pleasuring him as she spoke, "How's that, sir?" Aaron only threw his head back and moaned her name. She smiled triumphantly before taking him in her mouth again, tongue swirling as she worked his orgasm. She felt him pulse on her tongue, but before he could release in her mouth, Aaron pulled away.
"Come 'ere," he gruffly ordered, sitting up just to grab her face and pull her mouth to his. He didn't hesitate to shove his tongue in her mouth, kissing her fervently as he began to undress her. He separated their lips to pull both their shirts off, his hand moving down to her hip as they both knelt in front of each other. He moved a hand down to her center, smirking at the fact that she had taken off her shorts—his boxers—and was only down to her panties. He pressed a thumb directly on her clothed clit, and watched as she arched into him. "Good girl."
Alina loved hearing him praise her, so she bit her lip, looking into his lust-filled eyes, right before grounding her hips down onto his hand.
Aaron smirked again, allowing her to pleasure herself as he leaned down to press kisses onto her jaw, sucking and nipping on her skin with the intention of marking her up. The possessive part of him wanted to everyone to know that she was his.
He felt her wetness seep through the flimsy piece of lace between them. "You're soaked, kitten."
"Kitten?" Alina breathlessly asked. "That's new."
"You like it?"
She trembled. "Y-Yeah."
"Good."
He then aggressively pulled her panties down, allowing her to take it off herself completely, before manhandling her like he always did, and had her straddle his face, while she faced his cock. He stared up at her glistening pussy, watching as it clenched in anticipation. He didn't hesitate to grab onto her hips pull her center right down onto his mouth.
Alina's legs shook as Aaron began eating her out, her mouth opening in a silent moan as she closed her eyes, hand moving to grip his cock. She nearly get lost in her own pleasure, if not for him slapping her left ass cheek to grab her attention.
She quickly snapped her eyes open and got to work, sucking him into her mouth again with one hand wrapping around the base of it to cover what she couldn't reach, trying not to pay too much attention to the fact that his tongue was deliciously licking up and down her slit. She wanted to make him proud, make him praise her again, so she sucked him in deeper, letting him hit the back of her throat on purpose.
He immediately groaned into her pussy, sending waves of pleasure up her body that made her toes curl.
She then moved her free hand down to his balls to fondle them as she worked to make him cum, before groaning at the loss of contact when he pushed her hips up. Her groan turned into a moan when he slapped her clit.
"Don't be a brat," he scolded.
"O-Of course," she whimpered as she pulled her mouth off him so she can talk. "I'm sorry, sir."
"You better be." He slapped her clit again, only to push two fingers into her right after, breathlessly chuckling when he felt her pulse and clench around him tightly, needing the friction. "There we go," he praised, "you have such a pretty pussy."
She whined. "Thank you, sir."
He chuckled again as he began to move his fingers in and out, the sound of her wetness radiating around the room, which almost embarrassed her if not for him saying, "And it's all for me."
"It's all for you," Alina whimpered again, her thighs trembling as she felt herself slowly reaching her release. She tried to keep her pace, pumping him up and down with her hand, but all he could think about was how Aaron was picking up speed, and how his eyes were still on her most private part. The thought of him just admiring her made her shudder.
"Is it?" Aaron asked, leaning up to press a kiss on her. "Is this mine?"
Alina didn't even hear the slight sadness in his tone when he asked, drowning in her own need for release as she nodded rapidly and whined. "It's yours, it's yours."
Aaron hummed before finally pulling his fingers out and pushing her back down on his mouth. Alina didn't hesitate to return the favor, taking him into her mouth again, wanting them to cum at the same time.
As he felt his own release quickly approaching, Aaron paid extra attention to her clit, licking and sucking on it as he moved both his hands to spread her open, allowing him to pleasure her easier. She moaned onto his cock, prompting him to continue his ministrations, before finally grinning when she came undone with a loud moan and a call of his name. Pushing her hips up, he used his finger to rub at her swollen bud, dragging out her orgasm while watching as her center convulsed and clenched around nothing.
Watching her shaking with ecstasy was enough to bring him to his own release, exploding into her mouth as he dug his feet into the mattress.
They both slowly came down from their high, and Aaron quickly kissed her clit again just to watch her squirm. He let out a chuckle, grabbing her hips to turn her back around, and gently pressed his lips to hers. He could taste his own release in her mouth, and he had no doubt she could taste hers in his. He gave her another peck and pulled away to stare at her, while moving their positions so she could cuddle up to him.
Alina grinned at him as she settled her head on his chest. "That was fun."
"It was," Aaron agreed, a grin on his face.
"But I want more," she raised her eyebrows at him and pouted like a petulant child. "I want your cock."
"And you'll have it."
A thought came to her, and a smirk slowly made her came upon her lips. "Right, I forgot, you're an old man. You can't really keep up."
Aaron glared at her, knowing what she was doing. But he didn't hesitate to take the bait, pulling her on top of him, his lips quirking at the sound of her surprised squeal as her hips hovered right above his cock. "I'll show you 'old man'."
And he pressed his lips against hers again, swallowing her moans as he slipped into her.
Aaron watched as Alina stepped out of his bathroom naked, and made her way towards her duffel, pulling out some clothes to wear. The two had been in bed for a while, only stopping for a break once to eat lunch, until they got a call from Gwen, who invited the team for dinner at their penthouse, and with Jack at Jess' for once, he and Alina were free to do whatever they wanted.
"You know, maybe you should just leave some of your clothes here," Aaron recommended, tilting his head. He was already dressed and ready to go, wearing another one of his many black polo shirts and tan slacks.
Alina turned to him as she slipped on her panties. "Why?"
"I mean, you're always over," he replied. "And it would be tiring to drive back and forth from here to New York just to grab clothes. I can easily clear out a drawer for you, if you'd like."
She thought for a moment as she put on her bra. "I suppose it would definitely be more productive and smarter if I did that," she nodded. "Alright, clear out a drawer for me, I can put some already."
Aaron smirked slightly; he always liked it when she was straightforward. He walked over to his drawers and moved a few things here and there to leave space for her. He couldn't stop himself from letting a few insecurities seep in, though. Every time he would talk to Rossi—being the only one he's confident enough to talk to about this situation—he was always left with more questions and doubts.
In some way, he kind of regretted talking to Rossi about the arrangement, especially since it was a rule that they wouldn't be telling anyone about it. But if he hadn't, he didn't have anyone else to explain everything to, nor anyone who can help him clear his head. Especially since he doubts that Alina stopped herself from telling Gwen.
He sighed, shaking his head free from his intrusive thoughts, turning to face Alina who was already fully dressed. "Well, that was fast," he commented. Then he gestured to the drawer once she faced him. "Just put your stuff in there."
Alina smiled brightly. "Thank you, Aaron."
Dressed in a black halter top that had a bit of a plunging neckline, paired with high-waisted cream slacks, and her hair secured in a hair band, she walked over to the drawer carrying her duffle bag, and shoved her clothes in as neatly as she could. They had already been folded while in the bag, so she didn't have any trouble with making sure they're all tidy.
She just kept shoving clothes into the drawer, practically dumping her entire bag into it, when she suddenly heard something more solid than a piece of fabric drop down to the floor. She looked down, and scoffed when she saw her vibrator on the floor, which Aaron also spotted.
"You could've just told me," Aaron teased as he walked forward and picked it up.
"I didn't even realize I'd packed it," Alina shrugged. "But in case I need it, it's here, I suppose."
Aaron smirked at her. "Of course. I assume you never used it when I was gone?"
The sudden close proximity made her flustered. "Nope."
He only hummed. "You know, we're matching again."
Alina frowned and looked down at herself, all while glancing at his attire. She groaned. "Why does this keep happening? I'm gonna need to change--"
"No time," Aaron cut her off, the mirth in his eyes nearly undetectable as he glanced down at his wrist watch, pretending to be in a hurry. He didn't want her to change. "Just put on some makeup if you want to, but we gotta rush."
She pouted, nodding. "Alright."
She put on her regular, everyday makeup, with an extra added bit of highlighter on her cheeks and inner corner of her eyes, before grabbing her Bottega Veneta stretch sandals in color Nero, slipping them on, which instantly added three-and-a-half inches to her height. Shouldering her favorite Saint Laurent Solferino purse in medium, but this time in black, she ran out towards where Aaron was patiently waiting.
Grinning, she handed him the keys to her R8 Spyder. "Go ham."
With an amused shake of his head, Aaron wrapped an arm around her waist all while they walked out of his apartment—he locked the door behind him, of course—and down to where her car was parked.
"You better not drive like a grandma," Alina warned.
Aaron scoffed as he opened her door for her. "I'm not that slow."
She raised an eyebrow. "Mhmm."
"Have faith in me," he stated as he sat down into the driver's seat and quickly started the car, nodding in approval at the engine's purr. "Seatbelt." Alina did as he instructed as he buckled his on. "Let's go."
The second they arrived, FRIDAY was already opening the garage door for them, as per Viktor's instruction. It didn't take long for them to hop out of the car and take the elevator up towards the penthouse, and as soon as they stepped into the threshold and into the kitchen-dining room, everyone jumped up and yelled:
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!"
Aaron was startled. "I-It's your birthday? I didn't know-- I didn't get you a gift!"
Alina only smirked and shrugged. "You already did."
He can only watch as she joined everyone in the celebration, gaping a little in surprise. He didn't have a single clue that today was her birthday.
He was startled once again when Spencer walked up to him and said, "Hey, Hotch. Didn't know you and Alina were so close."
Aaron turned to him and asked, "Why do you think that?"
Spencer pointed down at the keys in his hands with his lips—a habit he's seen Gwen do—and smirked slightly. "Gwen was just telling me that Alina's very protective of her car, and that she rarely ever lets anyone drive it, including Gwen."
"I..." Aaron blinked slowly. He couldn't believe Spencer had just profiled him. "I'm gonna let this slide."
The brown-haired man grinned, his eyes squinting in the process. "You should just go and celebrate with your girlfriend and wish her a happy twenty-seventh."
He tutted. "Not my girlfriend."
"Not yet."
author's note: i was supposed to update yesterday but didn't because i had a minor writer's block, but here's the new chapter!!!
i'm really just waiting for everything to pick up so i can just introduce all the angst i've been dying to write, so most of the chapters have been a way for me to both drag out the story, and expound on the characters. hope yall dont mind :>
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