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coffeebuddhaAuthor: coffeebuddha
Rating: PG-13/FRT
Characters/Pairing: Hotch/Garcia
Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me.
Word Count: 330
Summary: Hotch helps Garcia build him a new computer.
Notes: Written for the
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kaaatie's recipient. Total crack!fic, guys."Static electricity," Penelope says from somewhere behind the jumble of expensive looking parts heaped on Aaron's kitchen island. Her head pops up from behind the empty computer tower and she grins, her mouth looking softer and almost vulnerable without her usual lipstick. Between the lack of makeup and the high ponytail she has her hair pulled back into, Penelope looks almost impossibly young, which isn't a train of thought Aaron's particularly comfortable following, especially when all he needs to do is shift a few inches closer to see all sorts of interesting bare curves. "We don't want to damage anything delicate, sweet cheeks."
"Right." Aaron reaches out for a little square that looks like it belongs on the set of Star Trek, but Penelope slaps his hand away.
"Don't touch that."
"I thought I was supposed to be helping you," he says, not even pretending not to watch when Penelope stretches to do something fiddly with a couple of wires. Penelope grins at him and he moves around the counter to press up against her back, his hands settling comfortably on her full hips.
"You are," Penelope insists. She glances over her shoulder and flutters her eyelashes at him, then points at a screwdriver a few inches away from her hand. "Pass me that?"
Aaron rolls his eyes, but picks up the screwdriver and drops it in her open palm. "Clearly you'd be lost without me."
Penelope twists in his arms and leans up to kiss the underside of his jaw. "Oh, totally. Like Hansel and Gretel without the breadcrumbs."
"So," Aaron says, bending his head to catch her lips with his. She smiles against his mouth and pokes him with the screwdriver before he can deepen the kiss. "So, honestly. Did we really have to be naked to do this?"
The grin Penelope gives him is pure wickedness. "Strictly speaking? We could have used antistatic wrist straps, but isn't this more fun?"
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