Angel

Common Whore

The day started off normally for Hotch, paperwork piled on his desk ready to be signed and a cup of coffee in his hand that was half-cold from the drive to headquarters. Only he had the promise of hearing Aurora's voice to get him through the day.

He worked for hours at his desk just playing her sweet French accent over and over in his head, the way it glided softly around his head mimicking the way she had spoken to him the night before. Her voice poking fun at him telling him how he was staring at her - it was all so perfect to him, she was perfect to him.

Hotch was broken out of his daydream of Aurora's perky round and scantily clothed tits bouncing in his face by Spencer Reid, the genius of the group, the know it all.

"Hotch can I have a word" his usually rather high pitched voice sat at a much lower octave as he was attempting to sound serious, a tone Hotch knew all too well

"What is it Reid? I'm busy" he said looking up from his paperwork with a sigh

"It's about miss Angelle, Emily told me you were trying to convince her to join the team" it was now Hotch noticed the how out of breath the boy was "you can't do that"

"Agent Angelle will be an asset to this team Reid, she brings a whole new side of profiling that we have never seen before. She is more than qualified and she has the experience" Hotch said with a sharp tone - he didn't want anyone talking badly about Aurora

"Hotch, Aurora Angelle is not an asset to the team. If anything she's a hinderance. You only want her here because you clearly like her, in fact you like her so much you can't see past the fact that she is just a common whore." Spencer's voice got higher and higher as he raised his voice in indignation.

"A whore maybe" Aurora's voice sang from the doorframe "but common? Absolutely not. Who are you sweater vest?" She said reaching her hand to shake his

"Doctor Spencer Reid" he said slightly puffing out his chest "and you offer nothing to us. You shouldn't be here in this office never mind in the bureau. You don't belong here, you belong on a runway Modeling your underwear like you used to"

"You have a brother don't you? Taylor?" Aurora asked with the smallest hint of a smile "how long did you look for something to lecture me on Dr Reid because I know my Modeling days are not very well known"

"It didn't take long, we have a tech analyst here. Penelope Garcia could find anything about anyone with the right motivation" he said shakily "it only took five minutes to find some dirt on you"

"That's good to know Doctor, I will keep it in mind" she said with a sweet smile "now agent Hotchner, I'm here for the paperwork to allow me to join this team" she said once again with a smile, passing a wink to the doctor next to her.

"If you will excuse us Reid" Hotch said with a motion to the door "we have things to discuss" and with those five words, the conversation was over and Reid had left the room.

"Are you okay Ange- sorry Aurora" Aaron's voice spoke softly yet quietly "that should never have happened I truly apologise"

"It's fine, I knew it would come up sometime" she said softly "let's just get this over with so I can leave and forget it ever happened until Monday"

"Are you sure Aurora? We can do this another day. I can take any disciplinary actions you see fit to make sure you feel comfortable in this team, that's all I want." His voice almost shuddered with the thought of her being ostracised. He wanted her to be comfortable on the team and in his presence - he wanted to give her everything but he was unable to do so.

"Aaron - can I call you Aaron or would you rather I called you Hotch like the others?" She asked quickly before wanting to continue

"Hotch is more formal but it is up to you Aurora" he said with a small smile before urging her to go on

"I will be completely fine on this team. There will be obstacles when starting any new job but we get over them. I will get over this and so will doctor Reid. However, if you think this will effect the way your team will work I can simply not sign the papers and be on my way back to Interpol, if that is what you wish" she said continuing

"I don't want that at all Aurora. I want you to feel comfortable and I want you here. You are valuable to me and this team even if Spencer cannot see it. I can. Your experience is a dream. You are the perfect candidate for this job and I am overjoyed to be able to offer it to you." He said, his stern facade breaking slightly as he looked at Rori with lust and longing but also with professionalism and class.

"Well then pass me the papers. I want to be as helpful as possible - that's why I'm in this line of work after all" she said with a small smile that almost mirrored the one sat on Aaron's lips. "I'm all yours agent Hotchner"

Her words got him flustered.

"All yours"

It was only then he realised how helplessly beautiful she looked that day. She had the most sexy chocolate coloured hair and almost olive toned skin, fat fuckable lips and dark eyes that taunted him behind her thick eyelashes. Her body was thin but toned and he could tell she had at least some muscle toning on her body. She was the epitome of a goddess.

"So, am I free to go now?" Her smooth French accent glided through the air and he was sucked out of his daze again. "Were you staring again agent hotchner?" She taunted with a smile

"No. I was simply making sure you were filling out those forms correctly." He said quickly as a small flush rose to his face

"And did I?" She asked softly

"Did you what Angel" he slipped up but matched her soft tone

"Fill them correctly" Aaron felt a sting of arousal as she asked so seductively

"Yes" he said almost breathlessly

"Good, it would be a shame to have to fill them all in again" she said gathering her bag and slowly standing. "I will see you on Monday agent hotchner"

"I will see you on Monday agent Angelle"

And with that - she walked out of his office and drove all the way home thinking of how his eyes grazed her body or how he spoke so gently to match her and how she would dream of him every night, forever.