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You've got the Love in you ♥


Title: Heading back into the tunnel for my soul to burn . Author:
zoedriver Beta : myself, but thanks to eide_oconrad that he read for the first \u0026lt; 3 Fandom: Criminal Minds Characters
: Aaron Hotchner and Spencer Reid - named JJ \u0026lt;3
Rating: perhaps the first NC-17 \u0026lt;3
Warning: pwp! pwp proudly!
Word Count: 814
Notes: Allooooooooooooora, ficcina first I wanted to dedicate this to all fans of the show loved ones who deserve it and write nice things too, and mostly are adorable. So I dedicate it to the dear
miss_hale

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anybeaver


! According to then, the fic is rather stupid, but I must admit it was fun to throw down \u0026lt;3 With regard to the facts: I do not know why she ipotizztao the shooting range is trovinel basement of the FBI but is it! XD
The facts are held between the third and fourth season. Title from a song of incredible Kasabian, Fire.

The problem, to think, you do not think about enough.
has his hands full in infuse his hair and caress his neck - which is so fragile and thin that God could really break, and only remember now, with the in his mouth, to what Spencer is extraordinarily beautiful and devout intent poetically -
I do not think enough. At this young man, young and perfect thing in its concise perfect affection, love or whatever. He felt too much alone, most recently as a reminder that what is extraordinary, love.
yet know a single person able to stay awake for hours trying to figure against the stupid target for hours and hours and hours after the return home of all that is the guardian of the polygon, which has enjoyed greeting him, because so does the guardian of the polygon, because there is only one person who is capable to do a thing besides him

.
And those hands, those hands and long limbs. The strange way in which it embraces, and kisses him deeply, with a half smile on his face and the perverse idea of him enough to stop the mask and be anyone for a bit.
Aaron has never been anyone. He was a husband, was a fool and was also a hero. It's never been anyone. Even Spencer has never been anyone.

He smiled, and slipped off the stupid glasses with colored lens, smiled and took off the stupid headphones and noticed that even when Aaron has run will you hit the target and no more than seven times in three hours. Even Aaron smiled and embraced him and he forgot all those ugly faces, and probably forgot that you are also a few feet underground in a stinking hole with gunpowder. He embraced everything, without leaving out even a little ', with both hands behind his Hookshot beautiful dark gray jacket and loosened the hug helps him to drop it and slowly dissolve the knot of his blue tie, and then embraced again, panting and Aaron, Aaron who is anyone in that moment, a divorced anyone, anyone a fool, a hero everyone supports him against the wall, and supports him, because there is nothing in this violent and Aaron there is nothing violent in the Spencer, that violence is both the familiar and perhaps not be violent is because it allows them not to get rid of what remains of mental health.
And Spencer is beautiful and does not try to understand anything, it's beautiful and Aaron is said that perhaps it is so beautiful and happy just because you may be aware that remember every detail of what is going on and maybe it's unfortunate things I remember only too, and the evidence that young perfect thing he does not know how to call, even if you do not describe young nor perfect, poor Aaron, while against the wall, Spencer seems happy hands of Aaron running shriveled on the buttons of his shirt and his beautiful mouth along the neck and has nothing to do with romance in any of its possible forms, perhaps, but that's okay ;, Aaron also has the belt undone and Spencer, and Spencer takes Aaron and Aaron's in the right hand supports the head in the hollow of his shoulder and thinks little, but thinks it should be red in the face and very ridiculous and it does not worry him at all. Aaron is beautiful and does not try to control anything. Rather, the feeling of having forgotten something, but he misses.
A part of what he is doing, wants to sleep, eat icicles in winter. The only want to come to mind unnecessary. Do not laugh at more than one target missed, one wonders what would Spence. Reid, Spencer Reid. Doctor. Then
with very long arms, skinny, Spence round his neck while lifting it up and Aaron Spence has legs around his waist and over his nose, and delighted by the new perspective, he decided to reward him, kissing him gently, as in a further suspension of time, a break in the break in the break between the unknown dead and buried, the bloodshed and all those brains gone bad - JJ
could wait until tomorrow? JJ find it tomorrow, choose it tomorrow. Oh, JJ - if not currently was the time, Aaron would be ashamed to imagine being able to think something so irresponsible, but now it's in Spencer, and is a damn hero anyone, anyone in a bloody genius, and genius groans and shakes with the strongest arms and legs, and then kissed him, kissed him so hard that Aaron believes that will not be able to breathe, do not breathe anymore and at first did not even feel like a big deal. Spence sucks the language with all the forces as it is with a sigh and violent music.