The day of flying, looking at dead bodies, and running around random cities had finally come to a close.

You lay on the bed arm spread across your body. You had felt part of your hair was still wet from the shower you took.

"You know we never got a chance to celebrate," Aaron said from the foot of the bed.

"I think we'll have plenty of time to do that when we get home." You opened your eyes to see him just standing there.

"Or." He trailed off. He crawled onto the bed and hovered over you.

He leans down and kisses you. You cup his face with your hands and deepens the kiss, your tongue pushing past his lips and exploring into his mouth. You moan softly; a whimper escaping from the back of your throat. The familiar ache between your legs becomes a throb, and when he pushes a knee between your legs you cry out, your hips starting to rock against his thigh.

Your knees part on either side of his hips, holding him between your legs as he pulls at your pants. Pushing the band down your legs and over your feet. You arch your back instinctively, curling into him yet again.

Aaron's hand dips between your legs, a groan emitting from the very back of his throat when he finds your dripping wet. "Y/L," he says quietly, his eyes searching yours. You lift your hips just enough in an invitation, and when his fingers curl inside of you and then press up with just the right amount of pressure, you whimpers right into his mouth.

Your head falls back into the bed when his thumb glides over your clit before pausing once again.

"What are you waiting for," You breathe, pressing your forehead against his. He obliges willingly, one hand cupping the back of your head and the other working you over with unyielding precision.

It's dizzying, almost taking your breath away. It only takes a few minutes before the heat builds, higher and higher until you're keening in his ear, seconds away from a climax. You're even closer when Aaron suddenly withdraws his hand and when he pulls away, you yelp without even realizing it.

"Don't stop," you whine, bereft at the sudden loss of his hand. "Why did you stop?"

"I have a better idea," He says huskily. He moves to his feet back at the foot of the bed.

"What are you- Ah." You lightly scream as he pulls your feet. He stops right before your ass falls off the bed.

You sit up and watch as he slides your underwear off.

"Lay back," He orders. You obey and slowly settle on your back.

He kisses the inside of her knees, first the left and then the right, before draping your bare legs up onto his shoulders. You bite your lip, the intimacy of being spread apart in front of him like this enough to send a shiver down your spine. You look down in time to see Aaron's dark head disappear between your legs, and any doubts you had to vanish when his lips meet your skin.

You tremble in anticipation, tentatively lifting your hips against his face, and he takes his time exploring you. Spreading you open, even more, kissing you everywhere except where you want him.

He finally caresses you from top to bottom with his tongue, starting to slowly work you over. His tongue is inside of you now, persistent and relentless, and your vision blurs when his lips lock around your clit. Your toes curl and calves tighten around his shoulders; your fingers pull on his hair.

"Oh my god," You wail, reaching for something - anything - to hold on to as leverage. Your hands wrap around the edge of the bed, knuckles turning white as you start to fall apart in hardly any time at all.

He's better at this than you ever imagined, practically devouring you as his tongue delves inside of you again, and it's all so intensely good you can't contain the moan that escapes from the back of her throat, or the one that comes immediately after, completely unchecked.

Your spine arched off the bed as your legs start to shake, yet he has no intention of stopping. Aaron seems to know exactly how to build you up and keep you there just long enough until you cry out his name, your hips canting against his face.

"Aaron," you cry again, completely oblivious to the fact that they're not in a wholly private place.

There was no doubt in your mind that Derek and Emily could hear you. Considering their rooms were next to yours.

"Shhh," he breathes against your thigh, taking his mouth off of you for only a brief second.

You glance down again, meeting his gaze, and that's all you need before you start to shake.

"That's it. Just like that." With one more stroke of his tongue, you fall apart, your entire body convulsing on the bed as he continues with his mouth, and all you can do is ride it out as the waves of pleasure course through your body.

Aaron slowly brings you back to earth, the press of his tongue easing, what was once deliberate ministrations are now gentle kisses. When he finally lifts his head, he looks incredibly pleased with himself, a handsome smirk beaming across his lips.

You're still on your back, breathing heavily, legs still spread apart around his shoulders. "God." Your eyes are dazed and slightly glassy, your chest heaving.

"Aaron is fine too," he quips with a grin, unable to take his eyes off of you.

"Come here," you reach for him and pulls clumsily at his shirt until he's practically on top of you, settling between your legs easily. When his mouth is on yours once again, you can taste yourself on his lips. It doesn't faze you, and you lick the seam of his lips, teeth clashing against his.

"Where did you learn how to do that?" You pulled back to look at him.

"Do you want the answer to that?" He asked back.

"Yes and no."

"I used to be a prosecutor." He put it simply.

"So you talked all day long. Ok." You smiled and pulled him back up to kiss you again.

"Which also means I always get my way." He moved his head down to kiss your neck. "But tonight," He kisses his way back up. "is about you getting your way." He kisses your lips.

"So what else do you want to do?" Without a second beat, you start to take his shirt off. Your hands fall to take off his pants.

"Use your words." He placed his hands on yours.

"I want you."

~~~~~

The next morning came to quickly. 4 hours of sleep mixed with jet lag wasn't the best combination. You were in the middle of rubbing your eye when you walked out of the room.

"Looks like someone had a long night." Derek said.

"Shut up." You waved him off.

"You heard it too?" Emily asked Derek.

"How couldn't I." Derek said.

"Perv." You slap his arm.

"You can be very loud at times." You felt the heat rise in your cheeks at his statement.

"Makes me think what fun we could have." He nudged you shoulder.

"Go call Penelope." You rolled your eyes and walked into the elevator.

You rest your head on Emily shoulder you shut your eyes.

When the elevator Walking to the rest of the team felt like a marathon. Plopping down on one of chairs your jaw locks.

The soreness between your legs was excruciating. Keeping a straight face was one of the hardest things ever.

When you successfully find a comfortable position you look to the rest of the team. Aaron was looks straight at you. His face was asking if you were ok. You slightly nodded and give him a wink. His facial expressions hadn't changed.

How the hell was he able to do that. He looked pissed all the time even when it was just the two of you.

The police station wasn't that far from the hotel. It was a long car ride of Emily and Dereks teasing.

Reid and you were partner together to reading of the victims files and work on the geographical profile.

You walk into the board room with two cups of coffee. Everyone was out talking to suspects and family.

You drop of cup in front of Spencer and you saw him jump slightly. Your eyes linger on him as you sit next to him. He was reading the page a little longer then it should've.

"What's wrong?" You asked.

"Why do you assume somethings wrong?" He asked back.

"Because you jumped, and you don't jump Spence. Not to mention this took you almost a while minute to read even though it should've taken you 30 seconds." You gesture to the papers as you spoke.

"You remember Meave?" He asked.

"Phone booth girl? yeah I remember you talking about her." You brought your legs to your chest seeming to be the only position you were comfortable in.

"She wants to meet." He blurted out.

"Wait." You were in shock. "You guys have never met?" He shakes his head.

"Spence the way you talk about her, I would've swore you met her." He grins lightly. "Aren't you curious what she looks like?"

"No, It doesn't matter what she looks like. I mean, she's already the most beautiful girl in the world to me." He looked at his hands.

"The world needs more guys like you." You commented but you could still see the worry on his face. You reach over to grab his hand.

"It's just- what is she doesn't like me?" He asked.

"Why wouldn't she like you?"

"Because I'm wired." He said "I slouch, my hair's too long, my tie's perpetually crooked."

"Your hair's fine." You corrected.

"Really? Thanks. My mom thinks it's too long. So does my aunt Ethel."

"Well you're not dating them." You joke.

"I just- I- I just wouldn't want to ruin something so special over something so trivial as looks." He finally look up at you.

"I think your excited but afraid." He nodded. "Seeing her will only make the relationship better. Trust me." You squeeze his hands tightly. "When does she wanna meet?"

"Right when we get back." He said.

"Do it. Don't psych yourself out."

"We'll see." He said. You give him one last smile before letting his hand go and leaning back in your chair.

~~~~~

You and Reid have been sitting in the same room for the past 4 hours and haven't gotten anywhere.

"I come bearing food." Emily and Derek walk in to where you and Reid had been.

"This is why I love you." She holds out the sandwich just enough so your not able to reach it. "Emily please, I'm hungry." You begged but she didn't move.

"Stand up and grab it." She waved it in your face.

"You know I can't." You said through grinding teeth.

"I know that's why I'm making you get up." She smiled wide. Derek was no help in this situation. He just stood in the back laughing.

"Emily give her the sandwich." JJ said as she walked in along side Aaron and Rossi. After the comment Emily quickly handed over the food.

You mumbled a silent thank you to JJ and started eating. Emily passed out the rest of the food.

"So the C.O.D was solanine poisoning. It was used to control the victim while they were being held captive." JJ said.

"Solanine is a potent toxin and hallucinogen that comes from the black nightshade plant." Reid started rambling. "The unripe berries were used in the middle ages for torture. The effect it has is like a bad acid trip."

"That's not fun." You and Rossi said in unison.You took anything bite of your sandwich not thinking about what you had said.

"What?" You asked when you saw everyone's eyes on you. Realizing the words that had slipped out you explained.

"Ok it's not what you think." You look at Aaron who had had the most shock look of them all. "I unfortunately know some people that did it." You look at Rossi who was smiling proudly. "I've also read some stuff about it, and it's mostly described as a really bad high after smoking weed. Which I've had- and you know about cause I told you." You looked back to Aaron.

His face went back to his normal non-expressive self. Everyone laughed.

"There a lot we don't know about you Ms.Genius." Derek said.

"I had a lost year after I graduated, I don't like talking about it mostly because I don't remember it." You folded your lips into a thin line.

"You knew about this?" Derek asked Aaron and points at you. All he did was nodded. They all shrugged and look to Reid as he explained something else.