Commitments and Consequences

Chapter 3: Chaser

"Do you know these men?" Hotch asked, placing several photographs in front of their possible suspect, Damien Henderson, the one of Spencer's exploits to have any real aggression and admittedly he did look intimidating, handsome but worked out more than Morgan ever could. Henderson's brown eyes looked over the faces, his arms crossed but overall disinterested as he said "no, why am I here?" slightly agitated.

"Well all five of these men were murdered and-"

"You think I did this?" the muscular man interrupted indignantly.

"We're trying to figure out who did, what were you doing on these dates?" showing him a piece of paper containing the times of the murder.

"...Two of those I was definitely at the gym, one I was at home, ask my neighbours, and the last one I'm pretty sure I was bangin' some twink near Virginia Beach" Henderson finished with a smirk. Hotch asked for the name and address of the gym, as well as details surrounding said 'twink' for Garcia to run checks on. While they were pretty sure this wasn't their unsub, if he were to kill he would likely enjoy a scuffle and violence rather than the use of sedatives but he could hold some information relevant to the case.

"Can I ask you a few questions about Dr Spencer Reid?" Hotch started carefully, he only asked to establish a link but feared the cocky jock might use the invitation to divulge more than necessary, and he was right, the first moment he got Henderson smirked and said "ooh the good doctor, I don't remember a lot of guys but he stood out, sweet fella, great at giving-"

"We aren't asking for a review, what was your relationship?" Hotch interrupted in a serious tone.

With a shrug the man dismissed "there was no relationship, fucked once but doctor wasn't too into it, I met him through Caleb, we work together and he told me he just found a great daddy chaser."

"What's a 'daddy chaser'?" Hotch asked before he could stop himself but was genuinely confused regarding the term.

Trying not to laugh Henderson took some pleasure in explaining to the seemingly vanilla FBI agent just what it meant "well we know someone's not adventurous," he teased "a daddy is a more experienced, sometimes older, at least experienced man willing to take the lead...chaser is a needy bottom who wants to be ridden real well."

"That's enough, so you met spencer thr-"

"Through Caleb, and he was right too, for being such a smart guy the doctor sure loses his mind under a a talented coc-"

"We're getting nowhere with this, how did Caleb meet Reid?" Rossi all but sighed at the frustrating interview.

"Coffee shop or library I bet, it's where he got most of them."

About to leave, Hotch already having picked up the files and several steps to the door it was Rossi who stopped himself as he realised a subtle detail of note "so, wait a minute and I don't need to many details here, but...you said that Dr Reid was a good experience for you" trying to keep words not too graphic and he really despised the cocky grin on Henderson's face, Hotch even shot Rossi a look wondering why he was asking such a thing "but you said he wasn't into it, you just bad in bed or what was the issue?" the jibe designed to get him defensive and talking truthfully.

The grin fell and Henderson said "poor taste I guess...he could take it rough alright" and shaking their heads even Rossi thought the interview might be completely useless "but I'm the type that if I'm treating someone like a bitch I call them a bitch, he wasn't into that too much. Seems arbitrary to me, you're getting banged into he mattress whether I call it punishment or reward so..." and shrugged. Both agents felt a little gross, not because of ay kink but because of how much Henderson was enjoying telling them about Reid, like topping made him better or stronger.