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𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐚.
a mythical drink that makes
the drinker taste what their
heart most desires.
After one sip, Aaron would come
to find that for him, it was the
sweet honey he had tasted on
her lips just moments before.
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❝ 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘢𝘯�...
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The team was currently in Los Angelus, working on a case. They had arrived back at the hotel extremely late and could probably only get in around four hours of sleep before they had to head back to the station.
"I'm exhausted." Prentiss yawned as they all entered the hotel.
"I just want to get to bed." JJ groaned.
"You do not have to tell me twice." Ambrosia joined in on their complaining.
"You three complain like six year olds." Morgan rolled his eyes as they all dragged their feet to the elevator.
Rossi hugged himself as they entered the elevator. "I would join in with them but I'm way too tired." He breathed.
"You are all wimps." Spencer said as he listened to the rest of his team complain.
Hotch just held onto Olivia as she rested her head against his chest. She had her eyes closed and was focusing on his scent. He smelled like cinnamon and aftershave. It reminded her of that night outside the bar, when she had just joined the team. The memory made her smile as they got off on their floor. They all bid each other good night and went to their respective rooms.
Hotch was changing into his sweats when he heard a knock on the door. He opened it to find his girlfriend wrapped in a fluffy robe with a smile playing on her lips.
"Hey there." He said and let her in.
"Aaron." She said as she stood in front of the bed. He hummed and turned around. "I'm not feeling that tired any more." She dropped her robe and he felt his mouth drop open.
He quickly took two large steps and went to stand right in front of her. She hooked her fingers into the waistband of his pants and pulled him towards her. Her lips met his in a fierce kiss and he swiped his tongue across her bottom lip; she tasted like strawberries.
"On the bed. Now." He growled as he let go of her. She instantly obeyed and sat herself down on the edge of the bed. He placed his hands on either side of her as he kissed her again, this time whilst pushing her down so that when they broke apart again, he was on top of her.
He tucked a stray piece of her behind her ear as he stared down at her. "You sure about this?" He whispered.
"I wouldn't be here if I wasn't." His lips devoured hers again and he felt her nails scrape lightly down his back as he tried to not put all his weight on her from being on top of her. He placed his hands on either side of her head as he lifted himself up and stared down at her; she looked perfect. Her hair was slightly messy and the lipstick that adorned her lips was lightly smudged.
He trailed his finger down her face and stopped at her chin and grabbed it gently. "You look beautiful." She felt him place kisses down her jaw and sighed as he carried on going down.
