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WARNING: Explicit content, bad language.

Chapter 9

Vivian woke to the feeling of little kisses and nips traveling down her spine. David's tongue was tracing each letter of her tattoo, then he kissed it. Her skin broke into gooseflesh at the feeling of his mouth on her. Rossi's hand reached around, cupping her breast.

"Mmmm. Good morning. Do you like it?" Vivian said, groaning as he pinched her nipple.

Dave pushed his erection against her ass, as he spooned her from behind. "Good morning, love.The tattoo? It is very sexy." He said, continuing his return journey to her neck.

'I Solemnly Swear I Am Up To No Good' was tattooed down her spine, starting on her neck. 'Mischief Managed' was tattooed on the slope of her lower back, on either side of her tailbone.

Vivian pushed her bottom into his hardness, rubbing against him as she moaned. Her neck and back were very sensetive, and she was very aroused by his attentions. David's hand left her breast, and trailed down, cupping her core.

"Ohhh, David! You feel so good." She moaned as he ran his fingers through her wet folds. She continued rubbing against him, causing him to groan.

"God, baby! Want you so much." David said, grasping her thigh. He pulled it up, then backwards over his hip.

She felt his cock sliding against her opening, and she tilted her hips back to help him penetrate her. They both moaned at the feeling of him entering her. She stiffened momentarily, and he waited for her to adjust to his girth.

David gripped her breast again, tweaking her straining nipple. "Yes, David! More." Vivian demanded as she started moving her hips back and forth. She clenched her pelvic muscles, causing him to gasp in pleasure.

David starting thrusting into her slowly, savoring the feeling of her around his cock. He made slow love to her, constantly kissing her neck and shoulders, his hand alternating between her breasts and clit.

Vivian was in Heaven. This was one of her favorite positions, and his cock was rubbing right against her g-spot.

Dave sped up his thrusts, grunting as he speared his his cock into her to the root. "That's it, baby." David said as he watched his cock pump in and out of her writhing body. The sight of it was so sexy to him!

"David!" Vivian exclaimed as she came, her orgasm taking them both by surprise.

Dave grunted as he chased his own pleasure, the feeling of their bodies joined together taking him over. "God, Vivi! You feel... uh! So good!" He said, turning her head, and crashing their lips together in a searing kiss.

His hips stuttered, faltering as his pleasure peaked, sending him over the edge. Dave wrapped his arms around Vivian, and kissed her neck as he pulled out of her. He gently lowered her leg into place, and ran his hand up her side soothingly. He finally lay back, trying to catch his breath.

Vivian rolled over, and lay on his chest, kissing the area over his heart. "What a way to wake up! I might replace my alarm clock with you, if you are not careful." She said, snuggling in.

"Mmm. Anytime. What time is it, anyway?" David asked, looking around for a clock.

Vivian called out "Tempus." and he saw numbers appear over his head. "It is six a.m." She said, running her hand absently through his sparse chest hair.

"That's handy." Rossi said, while running his hand down her back.

The phone rang, startling both of them. Vivian sat up, and grabbed her cell phone. "Vivian Potter." She said, answering the call. "What?! Is anyone hurt? No, I will be there as soon as we can arrange a portkey. Tell them to continue paying wages, I won't have our workers suffering for something out of their control. I will be there ASAP. Please text me the Manager's contact info. Thanks, Tracy." She said, getting out of bed quickly.

"What happened?" David asked, getting out of bed as well.

"One of my stores in California caught on fire last night. That was my assistant. Luckily, the store was closed, so no one was hurt. I have to go, and handle the situation." Vivian said, and Dave put his arms around her. She was shaking, and he tried to soothe her.

"Isn't your Godson Teddy at USC? On the bright side, you can spend time with him while you are there." Rossi said, trying to make her feel better. He knew Vivian was very attached to her stores, and this would be a blow to her.

Vivian relaxed slightly, and pulled him into the bathroom. "You are right. How about we share a shower? Save water, and all that." She said, smirking slightly.

"We should do all we can for the environment." Dave said, catching her look of mischief. He was surprised when she lowered to her knees in the large shower, even more so when she was able to get him hard again so soon after sex.

An hour later, a sated and smug David Rossi entered the BAU office. Vivian was taking a portkey that Tracy had arranged, and would be leaving shortly. She had just gotten in touch with Teddy, and he was expecting her at the house she had bought him close to the school.

Overall, it was turning out to be a good day for Rossi, he thought. Morgan was scowling at him, very aware of why Dave was feeling so relaxed this morning.

"Everyone to the briefing room, we just got a case." Hotch said, gathering everyone's attention.

"Since April of last year, eight women have gone missing in Tennessee. The bodies of two of them have just been found-" JJ started explaining, taking up all of David's attention.

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"What is the situation, Tracy? You sounded as if there was something more going on, on the phone." Vivian said, entering her office.

"It appears as if the cause of the fire was arson. There were derrogatory slurs painted on the side of the building last week, as well as another California store. Now, with the fire, police are concerned they are related." Tracy said, watching Vivian pack up her laptop, and other essentials.

Vivian paused. "So, this is a hate crime?" She asked. There was a large element of the population who were prejudiced against Wizards and Witches, and hate crimes were, unfortunately, nothing new.

"Possibly. Maybe not, though." Tracy said haltingly.

Vivian's gaze sharpened, pinning Tracy where she stood. "Spit it out, Trace." She said, wondering what was coming.

"There was a Dark Mark above the building."

"Well, shit." Could she never catch a break? Vivian thought.