Hi! So this is my first story ever, for Smut Challenge I at SussiRay and phoebe9509's Smut Club Forum (whoo hoo!). I am a total amateur at writing, but the forum is for fun, and I love H/P, so… :) Nxo
Disclaimer: I do not own Criminal Minds, Aaron 'Hotch' Hotchner, or Emily Prentiss.
Chapter 1: Prologue
Aaron Hotchner had a look of deep concentration on his face, his dark brows furrowed above his equally dark eyes.
The report, however, was a lost cause, because at the fore of his mind was the dark beauty sitting across the aisle of the jet.
He cast a glance, well, the twentieth one, at Emily Prentiss, who was engaged in a Regency romance, and humming to what sounded to be Moby, the deep tone of a saxophone the only sound in the cabin.
Looking up at that moment, Emily met Hotch's gaze.
By the frequency of the looks she had sensed, she guessed he was struggling to concentrate just as much as she was.
She had stalled at a love scene, too involved in imagining Hotch in the tryst to progress.
Not that that was a problem, just that she was wet, and beginning to swell and throb insistently.
Looking away, Emily took a deep breath, knowing that her eyes betrayed her lust.
Curious, Emily again met Hotch's gaze, only now there was a similar lust mirrored there.
Emily stood, and crossed the aisle, and before Hotch had a chance to process, she had descended.
So?