the non-judging breakfast club |cm hs au|
"You have more dick in your personality then in your pants, Aaron Hotchner" I spat, stepping in front of a helpless Spencer. Aaron scoffed, his shit eating grin growing as he leaned closer to me. "You want to be the judge of that, Gordon?" He joked, so I grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and decker him. |a. hot...