Please Sir, Can I Have Some More Slash?

I found out about slash fanfic from the most unlikely of places: my youngest, biological sister. She ran into my bedroom one day, almost hysterical about the “Wincest” that she’d found on http://www.fanfiction.net. When I asked her what “fan-fic” was, she stared at me as if I’d been living under a rock. It wasn’t really a rock though…it was just the Army. I went to this website and started reading stories written by fans about the main characters, Sam and Dean, who are brothers on Supernatural and their forbidden love for each other.

 

What? There are people writing stuff about two brothers from a TV show getting it on? WTF?

Then, one day I went to the site (because c’mon let’s admit it, I was hooked) and I discovered many other shows. Then my gaze took in the most beautiful sight. There on the screen before me was Criminal Minds. I quickly clicked on it and my life was changed forever. I discovered stories written by KLCM that were all about Penelope Garcia and Derek Morgan and I read them voraciously. Then I discovered stories written by ILoveTVALot that weren’t just about Criminal Minds but were also about the Mentalist and CSI. Then one day I stumbled on a story by AhmoseInarus and my entire fanfic world was changed. AhmoseInarus writes slash. Hot, steamy, stick, curl-your-toes, need-a-cigarette-and-a-wet-washcloth slash stories. And even though I protested the thought of Morgan being involved with Reid, seeing Reid involved with Hotch had me so hot that sometimes I had to take a shower afterwards…

So, I decided to try my hand at a slash fanfic story.  I wrote A Child of Their Own, a slash story about Morgan and Hotch, and I was surprised by the number of people who fell in love with the story. My eyes were opened to a world of writing M/M romance. So while “Unthinkable” is the first book I ever wrote and published, writing about Hotch and Morgan getting it on, being married and having kids was the first time I ever wrote man-on-man romance for the general public.

Morgan scoffed and turned to leave the room, walking quicker towards the nursery when he realized that his daughter's cries had stopped. Rushing into the room, he came to an abrupt halt at what he saw. Jack was sitting in a chair close to the baby's crib, his hand inside of the baby's crib holding his sister's hand as he sang softly to her. The newborn's eyes stared in amazement at her older brother before her eyes closed slowly and she went back to sleep.

"Jack, you are a genius. You're like the baby whisperer," Morgan breathed in wonder.

"Thanks Papa," Jack grinned before standing up slowly and walking out of the nursery, "I'm going back to bed," the young boy stated as he walked into his room and closed the door. Morgan shook his head in amazement and after checking on Erin one last time, he returned to his bedroom that he shared with his lover.

"You sure accomplished that quickly," Hotch murmured as he pulled off his boxers and slid back into bed beside the older man.

"Actually I didn't accomplish anything. Jack did. He got her to stop crying and to go back to sleep. That kid is amazing," Morgan said with a smile as he snuggled up to his lover. Putting his arm around the older man's waist, his elbow encountered his partner's very aroused member.

"Does the thought of me not being needed turn you on or something Aaron?" the younger man smirked.

"Not really. But the thought of you definitely turns me on," Hotch murmured before kissing the top of his lover's head.

"Mmm, really?" Morgan smiled as he lifted his head for his partner's kiss. They kissed gently at first, their lips caressing each other. Morgan soon lifted up and moved to straddle his partner, taking the kiss deeper, running his tongue over the seam of Hotch's lips, groaning when the man opened his mouth to him allowing his tongue entrance.

Their tongues dueled before Morgan gently nibbled on his partner's bottom lip, sucking it into his mouth before slowly kissing his way down the man's body. He sucked one brown-pebbled nipple into his mouth, smiling when he heard the man hiss above him.

"God baby, that feels so good," Hotch groaned.

Morgan merely nodded and moved to the opposite nipple to give it the same treatment, leaning on one elbow while the fingers of his other hand plucked delicately at the hardened nipple. When he heard another groan a lower, harsher groan he chuckled before lifting his head.

"Oh now, don't tell me you're about to come already Aaron, you're not even inside of me," he grinned as his superior groaned again, and he leaned down to nuzzle into the crook of his neck before leaning down to kiss him deeply, "And I really want you to come inside of me, to fill me up with all of the hot come. I want to feel your hard cock pounding my ass, don't you want to pound my ass, Aaron?" he whispered against Hotch's lips.

"Oh god, Derek, grab the lube baby, get it now," Hotch moaned into his mouth, his hands squeezing the firm globes of his subordinate's ass.

Morgan reached over into the top drawer of the nightstand and pulled out the big bottle of lube that they'd bought just the week before…..it was almost empty. Yeah, they had sex….a lot.

"Time to buy some more lube honey," he said as he kissed the man before sitting up to straddle the man beneath him.

"Do you want to do it or should I?" he asked laughing huskily as Hotch grabbed the bottle of lube and poured some of the warming liquid over his fingers and, bringing his hand around his lover's waist, began to run his fingers up and down his lover's crease. Morgan groaned and pressed back against his lover's fingers.

"Aaron, please," Morgan pleaded.

With a smile, Hotch slowly circled his lover's puckered entrance before slowly sliding one finger within his snug, hot depths. Morgan's breath hitched and he moaned, his dick growing harder as Hotch slid another finger in beside the first one.

"Mmm, you feel so tight baby. So hot. I can wait to be inside of you. To fuck you senseless," Hotch murmured as he slid a third finger inside of his lover's tight chute, his fingers pumping in and out and twisting within his partner's hot ass.

"Aaron. Want. You. So. Bad. Please," Morgan pleaded.

"Okay baby, I'm here, I'm here," Hotch reassured his lover as he slowly impaled his lover’s ass on his hard and leaking cock.

Both men moaned at the sensation. Neither of them moved, both of them just savoring the feeling of being joined together. "You feel so good inside of me baby," Morgan moaned.

"And you feel so good wrapped around my cock," Hotch stated. Morgan smiled at that. His lover didn't use crude language often, but he always used it when they were having sex.

Lifting slightly, he slowly lowered himself back down on his lover's hard length. He moved up and down slowly, building the fire between the two of them, fanning the flames between them. Hotch groaned, planting his heels firmly down on the bed and lifting his hips to slam his dick deeper into his lover's ass, watching through his lowered eyelashes as his fiancé threw his head back and groaned, lifting his hands to stroke his cock with one hand, his other hand going to pinch his nipples.

Hotch watched his lover pleasing himself as he pounded deep within him. "God, Aaron, please, I n-need to feel you come. I need to feel you come so I can come," Morgan groaned, gasping when Hotch quickly flipped him over onto his back, without withdrawing and lifting his legs over his shoulder began to drive his hips into him faster and faster, his pace speeding up. He moaned loudly when he felt the muscles in Morgan's ass squeezing his dick as his orgasm approached quickly.

"Milk my cock baby, that's it. Make me come," Hotch whispered hotly against Morgan's lips. Morgan groaned, feeling his balls draw up tight as his felt his orgasm begin to pour over him.

"Oh God, baby, I'm gonna come. I l-love you so much Aaron," Morgan groaned as his orgasm rushed over him, his hot white come shooting out of the top of his hard dick, spilling over his hand, his stomach, some of it even landing on his chin.

Feeling his lover's muscles spasm around his cock and hearing his professions of love was all it took to send Hotch over the edge. Throwing his head back, he moaned out his partner's name as he shot his own load deep within his ass. Falling forward when his arms couldn't hold him up any longer, he turned onto his back and pulled Morgan close onto his chest. "I love you so much," he panted as he kissed his lover's forehead.

"I know," Morgan laughed. Hotch pulled back slightly.

"I don't think you do," he said softly, "But I have a lifetime to prove it to you," he assured his future husband as he trailed his fingers down the younger man's face. The two kissed gently before falling back asleep, knowing that at any moment their daughter could be waking them up again.


By Vicktor Alexander