Afternoon Delight
Disclaimer: I don't own Criminal Minds, CBS does.
Summary: Hotch and Emily play strip poker.
A/N: Here's a fun chapter between our favorite dark-haired duo. Rated M. Enjoy.
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"Last night I stayed up playing poker with Tarot cards. I got a full house and four people died." Steven Wright
Emily grinned as she looked at the cards in her hands, then schooled her features as she looked up at Hotch.
"Well?" Emily asked, "Any day now?"
"Give me a second..." Hotch trailed off.
"How about before we become eligible for Social Security?" Emily said smugly "Wow, your hand must be really bad..."
Hotch looked up with a raised eyebrow as his dimpled deepened on his cheeks, "Oh I've got something good. Start stripping sexy."
Putting his cards down on the comforter, "Flush."
Emily looked at his cards, biting her lip, "Wow a flush. Hmm... all hearts too?"
Hotch grinned, "That's right. Now I want you to strip out of those shorts..."
"But I haven't shown my hand," Emily reminded him setting her cards down, "Four of a kind. Queens over sixes."
Hotch's jaw dropped looking at her cards, when he looked up at her, she had a big grin on her face.
"Now drop those pants," Emily said seeing his surprised look, "Oh come on, you know me."
Hotch sighed as he stood up, "Yeah, I know you cheated."
Emily grinned as he rolled up the sleeves of his FBI shirt while she cheered him on.
"Baby you know me," Emily said reaching over to click on the radio, "Do I cheat?"
Hotch looked at her, "You want me to answer honestly?"
Raising an eyebrow at him, "You want to get lucky tonight?"
Clearing his throat, "No sweetie, you don't cheat. You're just a card shark."
"Good answer," Emily replied kissing his face, "Now strip."
Emily leaned over and turned the music up louder, as Hotch sighed and started shaking his hips to the music.
Clapping her hands, Emily started whistling as she collected her other winnings, his clothes. She saw the way he eyeball his slippers and sweat shirt.
Hotch shook his hips again as his sweat pants hit the floor and she grinned when she realized two more winning hands she'd have him completely nude. Just the way she liked it.
"Don't get so smug, Emily," Hotch said as he kicked the sweats to her, "I do believe you were the one who lost the first article of clothing."
Rolling her eyes, "Yeah my sweat pants, big whoop. I still got more clothes on then you do."
Sitting down, Hotch shuffled the cards, "Well your tank top's mine, Prentiss."
"I don't think it's your color, Hotchner," Emily replied in her witty tone, she smirked, "I love playing poker with you. So have you won any hands yet?"
"Just pick up your cards, smart ass." Hotch said looking at his cards.
Picking out two, he picked up the deck, "Dealer takes two." Hotch said looking over at Emily, "And you? How many Chuckles?"
Emily looked down at the cards, "One."
Hotch took the card from her, giving her a new card, watching her closely. Profiling her reaction.
When her eyes met his, she narrowed her dark gaze on his, "Stop profiling me, you cheat."
Emily kept her eyes on her cards, while Hotch held in the smirk. He'd have her naked before the night was over and he'd be the champion this time.
'Huh, when did I get so competitive?' Hotch asked himself, then looked up at Emily, 'Ah, when we started playing poker. Or more specifically strip poker.'
Chuckling on the inside, he knew that both of their personalities harbored competitiveness but this was down right silly.
"Well?" Hotch mocked in her earlier tone, "Sometime before we hit retirement age..."
Emily looked up at him, "Really? You want to go down that road?"
"Don't try the whole 'withhold the sex' mumbo jumbo," he smirked, "We both know that'll last a whole five minutes."
Opening her mouth, "Are you calling me easy?" Emily asked, "Think carefully."
Hotch shook his head, "No but you certainly enjoy a fair amount of sex."
Rubbing her forehead, "Before this conversation goes down a bad path, show me your cards."
Hotch grinned, "Lets see you beat this... Full House."
"You got a full house," Emily said observantly looking up at the smirking man, "So if you won... what would go? The top or the pants?"
Hotch licked his lips, eyeing her body, "The top."
Emily shrugged her shoulders, then nodded putting the cards face side down grabbing the hem of her tank top to take it off.
"Wait," Hotch said internally kicking himself, "What was your hand?"
Emily raised an eyebrow, "You seriously want to know instead of seeing me topless?"
Hotch grimaced, "As much as this pains me, yes."
Hotch grabbed her cards flipping them over and dropped his jaw in complete shock.
"No," Hotch said, "How the hell do you keep doing that?"
Emily looked at her cards, shrugging, "Just lucky, I guess."
"Lucky?" Hotch asked, "A royal flush isn't just luck. You're cheating."
Emily giggled, "Search me."
Hotch threw the cards down, grabbing the giggling Emily by the waist and pushing her down on to the bed.
"Oh I intend to," Hotch said in a dark tone, tickling her, "I intend to make you do a lot of things... Like admit how you cheated."
Emily laughed, trying to grab Hotch's hands to stop his tickled assault on her. He reached down grabbing her hands with one of his, and held in down above her head.
"What are you doing?" Emily asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Collect my winnings" Hotch said leaning in, kissing her neck and biting it lightly while his free hand went to the waist of her, "And I do believe these are mine now."
Hotch pulled her free of her shorts, as his hands went to the lace of her panties, "And these too."
"Really?" Emily said biting her lower lip only to feel his hand trail down pulling her free from the silk panties.
"Mm hmm" Hotch murmured as his mouth went to hers, nibbling on her lips eliciting a sigh from her.
As she tried to free her hands to wrap her arms around his neck, he pulled back causing her to groan in protest.
"And now for the last piece..." Hotch said pulling her top up, "This damn tank top..."
When she felt the cool air hit her exposed skin, she looked at him, "And why are you still dressed?"
Kissing her nose, "Because I won."
Pulling him in a kiss, she murmured, "I didn't cheat."
As he nudge her legs apart, "Sure."
Emily forgot everything else when his mouth went back to hers, his tongue dominating the kiss while he lined himself up to her core.
Releasing her hands, he grabbed her legs wrapping them around his waist while she wiggled her hips giving him a smug look when he moaned at the contact.
Hotch grunted as he thrusted inside Emily, the loud moan she released as she murmured his name, set him on his pace.
Going faster as he held on to her hips, going harder as he pulled back then thrust back in faster with each stroke.
Emily grabbed on tight to him, her panting becoming more erratic as he hit every nerve inside, she moaned his name out in pleasure as she felt herself tightening around his shaft.
"God, Aaron" Emily moaned as she pulled him down for a passionate hard kiss.
Hotch could feel that fire rumble in his gut as her walls gripped hard on him, he knew it wouldn't belong now.
As he drove in faster, his hand went between their connected bodies and his thumb toyed with her bundle of nerves, he wanted to ride out their wave together.
His head went down to her shoulder, kissing patterns as her finger nails dug into his skin, as she fell over the edge screaming out his name in bliss.
He bit down on her shoulder, intent to leave his marks all over her. He thrust in her again and felt his own peak reach, and fell over the edge with her.
Hotch collapsed on Emily, wrapping his arm around her smaller frame, he rolled them over so she was laying next to him protectively in his arms.
"Mm" Hotch sighed in content as he kissed Emily on the forehead, "You were..."
"Amazing, fantastic, and wonderful?" Emily said looking up, pleased to see his ever present dimples, "Yes, I know all this. What I want to know is..."
"What?" Hotch asked focusing on her beauty in their afterglow, he pulled her closer to him. Their faces mere inches apart, he dropped a kiss on her.
"What makes you think I cheated at poker?" Emily asked licking her lips as she laid her head on his chest, feeling him reach out for her hand to hold.
"Well because..." Hotch faltered, "Well I've... I've got nothing. Tell me how did you get so good."
"Well I beat Reid and I use to go on my Sin to Win weekends." Emily said laughing.
"What's a Sin to Win weekend?" Hotch asked only for her to laugh louder, "What?"
"Poker's a day to learn and a lifetime to master." Robert Williamson III
To be Continued...
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