Tease the Season

It was early morning in the BAU Headquarters, down in the bullpen, Dr. Spencer Reid perused the early addition. He had woken early and rather than fight for more zzzzs he came to work. Enjoying his sugary coffee and the day's reported events, waiting for his team to arrive.

He heard the elevator's ding before the double glass doors swung open.

Oh, God, she's wearing red

Emily Prentiss.

She glided through the door, flush checks from the cold weather, coat open to expose a red open-neck sweater and a green suede skirt.

I bet that sweater is soft.

Reid began to hear the driving beats from one of Morgan's ipod songs while the room slowed down. The graceful stride strained the tight pencil skirt, outlining her thighs and rear as she twirled the coat off and over her elbow. Her sweater jiggled with the swish of her hips.

"Good morning, Reid. Ready for the Christmas party?"

He somehow coughed out, "Um, yes, it will be a blast, a good-good time." To be rewarded with a megawatt smile. Pretending to return to his paper, Reid lifted the upper edge so he could angle his face to watch Emily without being obvious.

She dumped her coat on her chair, the scarf drifting to the floor. Bending from the waist, Reid had a wonderful view of her heart-shaped ass as she recovered the strip of fabric. Shuffling through the top drawer of her desk she found a hair clip, smoothing her staticy hair, she revealed an inch of bare back for Reid to study.

Turning on the spot, arms still above her head to show off a little stomach, she succeeded in clasping her dark mane. She tugged the sweater down, exposing the upper lacy edge of her bra as she pulled too hard. She looked up to check the empty room, Reid was still engrossed with his facts, before she cupped her breasts to adjust the bra.

Oh, to be those hands!

He could feel the familiar stirring begin in his pants, one hand snuck under the desk to rest on the offending member.

"Hey, Reid! Is that the file from Denver, I need the sherriff's report to close my assessment."

The hand flew back to the desktop, "Sorry, what?" He was blushing and breathing weird as Emily reached across his desk for the file. The folder was just beyond her reach causing her to grunt lightly while she stretched. The neck of her sweater fell forward giving Reid a full view of the lacy bra holding in her sweater puppies. There was a little bow where the cups met.

Reid grabbed another section of his paper. Hoping the rustle would cover his ragged breathing.

Still leaning over, Emily paused, "Is that the comic's section?" Without waiting for an answer, she came around the desk to read over his shoulder.

She was wearing perfume in honor of the party and the scent quickly wrapped Reid in a vanilla cloud. He breathed in the warm fragrance, freezing as he felt Emily's breasts dip onto his arm. As she giggles at one of the quick jokes, the soft sweater bounces against his exposed skin.

So glad I wore a short-sleeved shirt.

Emily continued to enjoy the cartoons, Reid risked tilting his head to see her chest expand with each of her breaths. So close, each rounded globe looked bigger than his head.

I wonder if she would shot me or just beat me up if I stuck my face down her sweater right now?

The glass doors opened again, JJ was carrying in a cake for the party.

"Thanks for sharing, handsome." The cashmere sweather grazed against his cheek as Emily left his side to help JJ with the cake, hips swinging again

Hate to see her go, love to watch her leave.

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JJ smiled as Emily walked up to her, under her breath she muttered, "You are an evil, evil woman Emily Prentiss."

The two woman heard Reid get up from his desk and watched as he walked akwardly to the bathroom.

"No, an evil woman would have done that while Hotch and Morgan were around. Anyway, playing with Reid is the best part of my holidays. Call it a little Christmas gift to me."

Emily took the cake from JJ's arms and walked with her to the kichenette. "A little liquor and a little mistletoe, maybe I can convince Reid to give me another present later."

"Evil, pure evil." Laughing, JJ called Garcia to remind her to pick up some mistletoe.