This was a hard one to write, so please bear with me. I tried to put myself in their situations and go through the emotions and what I would do. I hope you all enjoy! Happy Reading!

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JJ closed her eyes. She was standing so close to Morgan that she could feel his body heat radiating on to her skin. Her heart painfully palpitated at the thoughts of what was about to happen, this isn't real, this can't happen. JJ gasped quietly in thoughts of it feeling her chest tighten as her breathing quickened. She opened her eyes and found herself staring at the top of Morgan's chest. The bile began to creep up her throat, JJ swallowed stiffly forcing it back down, don't get sick, not now. She started to turn her heads towards Hotch, she was desperate to draw some strength from him but the motion was interrupted when she felt Morgan's hands press against her back, forcing her into him. That was it, JJ could no longer attempt to look at Hotch, the moment had passed and shame washed over her.

Morgan was in a torrent of mixed emotions. He had never stood in front of a woman who looked so repulsed to be intimate with him. His body tensed in a valiant effort to keep himself from touching her, but as the man he was compelled not to put JJ in the position to make the first move, if this horrible thing was to actually happen. Morgan saw JJ as part of his family, almost like a younger sister, he suddenly found himself feeling sick at the thoughts of violating JJ. That's what it was to Morgan a violation. How am I going to do this? Briefly his thoughts traveled to Emily. He looked across the room towards her. As strong as a person Emily is, in that moment she looked so fragile, unassured and vulnerable with thoughts of knowing what was to come. Morgan was forced to look away he didn't want to see her like that, not when he couldn't do anything about it.

Morgan put his arms around JJ, he could feel the softness of her skin beneath his palms, turning his face flush with embarrassment. He couldn't look at her and pulled her more firmly into his chest, partially to avoid eye contact and to keep her covered for what he was going to do next. He ignored JJ's resistance feeling her body tense against him and slowly started to undo her bra.

JJ found the moment unbearable and gasped, "I can't, I can't." She said softly, crying, pulling away from Morgan.

Hotch was sitting on the couch restless. His heart ached when he heard JJ negate what was happening. "It's okay, JJ." Hotch told her from across the room.

Edgewood rolled his eyes and mocked Hotch, "Yeah its okay JJ." He paused then yelled, "Do it! Now!"

Morgan pulled her in close once again, with her hands pushing against his chest as a barrier between them. He whispered in her ear, "Close your eyes, picture someone else."

Hotch could barely watch, he looked at Emily. She would glance in Morgan's direction then look away and repeat the action over and over again.

Emily fought to control her breathing, it was becoming short and labored with the anticipation of what was happening and what was to come. She could feel herself losing control, unconsciously gripping the right arm of the couch, she was digging her fingers into the soft leather. He can't make us do this, she thought.

Hotch rested his elbows on his knees, with his fingers interlaced as his right heel tapped the floor. He tried to contain himself from doing something that could only, inevitably, make the situation worse by killing a lot of innocent people.

Morgan un-did JJ's bra.

JJ could feel the support around her breasts loosen, in that moment she no longer resisted the closeness and pressed herself against Morgan. She didn't want him to see or anyone else. The tears traipsed down her face.

Edgewood smiled, "Now it's getting good."

JJ could feel Morgan's thumbs go inside the waistband of her panties, resting on the top curve of her bare bottom.

Morgan was having a hard time finding the strength to continue. The only thing that kept him going was thoughts of keeping bombs from exploding. As he felt the softness of JJ's skin he was trying to remind himself of how Emily's nude body felt against him, warm and soft. He pushed her panties down far enough until they slipped all the way to the floor by themselves.

JJ thought of Hotch who was sitting just feet away. You have to be strong for him. She took a deep breath and quickly pulled Morgan's boxers down.

Emily closed her eyes.

Hotch looked away.

Edgewood sneered, "Yes."

JJ pulled her hips away when she felt Morgan's member press against her. She kept her eyes closed like Morgan said, thinking of Hotch and trying to form in her mind that the man she was touching, the man she was close to was in fact Hotch.

Morgan looked over his shoulder, "Come on man, isn't this enough?"

The agents looked hopefully at Edgewood.

"Not even close. Now lay on the floor and proceed." His voice came firmly.

Hotch and Emily briefly looked at each other, almost in small relief that they were to be spared the view of watching the one they loved have sex with another for they would be obstructed by Hotch's desk. They both had figured Edgewood would make them come to the middle of the floor.

Edgewood walked over to the end of Hotch's desk so he could get a better view.

JJ wrapped her arms around Morgan's torso, in an effort to hide herself against him as they kneeled to the floor.

Once they were kneeling Morgan questioned how he was going to arouse himself to do the deed. His stomach tied in knots, he felt like he was raping JJ. The definition of rape was forcibly having sex against the will of the person. Isn't that what this was? His chest tightened, he didn't know how he was going to do this. The wall in front of him became blurry as his eyes glazed over with tears. "I'm sorry JJ."

"Me too." JJ said.

Morgan forced the vomit back down his esophagus. Getting sick would only prolong the situation and make the act even more repulsive to JJ.

"Laydown." Edgewood said, hitting Morgan in the center of his back with the barrel of his gun.

Morgan grunted feeling the pain throb, unbearably so, sucking the air out of his lungs before starting to ease off.

"Stop!" Emily yelled. "Leave them alone!" Emily stood to her feet.

Hotch stood after she did.

Edgewood walked over to Emily. He stopped inches from her face, holding his composure.

No one moved.

Emily didn't back away, she wasn't scared of a confrontation. For a moment, she felt she had an upper hand, there was a glimmer of hope that he would stop this insanity and then it happened.

Edgewood swiftly raised his hand and slammed the gun across Emily's cheekbone.

"Emily!" Morgan yelled, jumping to his feet.

"No!" JJ screamed. "We'll do it just leave her alone, please!"

Emily's vision blurred as she fell to the floor. Her hands flailed as she tried to catch herself.

"Emily." Hotch ran to her side, but didn't make it before she hit the floor.

Emily landed on her right shoulder and with her left hand grabbed her face radiating with pain and almost instantly she could feel it starting to swell as the blood oozed onto her fingers. Across the floor she could see Edgewood's feet and noticed her vision was doubled. She closed her eyes a moment and soon felt a strong set of hands grasp her shoulders, she opened her eyes, it was Hotch.

Hotch brushed the hair out of her face to look at her, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. Really." She tried to convince him, but really her jaw felt weird when she talked, her face was bleeding and she was having a hard time seeing.

Emily fumbled trying to get up, her eyes caught a glimpse of the couch and she placed one of her hands on the arm of the couch to help push herself up. She could feel one of Hotch's hands in the small of her back and one firmly cupping her elbow for support.

Hotch tenderly helped Emily to her feet, in a way that he would help any member of his team. He cared greatly for all of them. When Emily found her footing Hotch aided her in sitting back down. Once she was steady Hotch turned around, to address Edgewood. "You didn't have to do that."

"I had to teach her a lesson."

Hotch was fuming, "Next time you want to hurt someone, hurt me."

Edgewood laughed, "I hurt who I want to."

JJ was feeling more eager to get things over with. Emily was hurt, maybe if she hadn't of resisted so much, Emily wouldn't have said anything.

Morgan locked eyes with Emily.

Emily nodded and smiled sadly, "I'm fine." She knew it was going to happen, they all did, there was no prolonging the situation.

Morgan nodded back at her with apologizing eyes.

Hotch took a seat next to Emily, and ripped off a piece of the blanket that was on the back of his couch. Once he had a good piece he folded it up and gently pressed it against Emily's face.

"Thank you." Emily said.

Hotch nodded.

Edgewood huffed, "Okay, now that Emily's all taken care of, we can proceed…" He looked at JJ and Morgan, "…now."

This time JJ and Morgan looked at each other. There was no pretending, no trying to make it something it wasn't. Together the two agents went to the floor embracing one another.

The firm carpet felt rough against JJ's back. It reminded her of when she was young and use to get carpet burn playing around in the floor of her living room. She looked into Morgan's eyes as he loomed above her. They shared the same expression, it was one of duty to protect the ones they loved.

Morgan was drawn to JJ's blue orbs, suddenly he didn't feel alone. She was enduring this the same as he was.

Morgan looked to his left at the space under Hotch's desk, he grabbed himself and started thinking of Emily. It wasn't long before he was ready to do the deed.

JJ just waited while Morgan readied himself. She took deep breaths to remain calm. When Morgan was ready he slowly descended on top of her. JJ's body tensed when she felt the hard shaft trace down her lower abdomen and stop at the point of entry.

Morgan put his hands under JJ's back, he leaned in her ear, "Hold on to me."

JJ wrapped her arms around Morgan. It was like they were trying to protect eachother.

Edgewood looked at Hotch and Emily, as if to give the play by play "It's about to happen."

JJ tried to relax knowing that it would make the process easier. She felt the tip of Morgan's head align with her hot center and his fingers grip her back. This was going to happen, JJ held on to him tightly, she didn't realize she was gasping in a near panic then she felt it. Her middle separated as Morgan slowly slid in. She gasped one last time before her breath was nearly taken from her.

Hotch heard JJ breathe deeply, he knew what had happened. He looked at Emily who could no longer look at him.

Edgewood clapped childlike, "He's in." He watched as the agents went through the motions and when it looked like after a couple of strokes that Morgan was going to pull out he clarified, "You must ejaculate before you can pull out."

Morgan was holding on to JJ, pressing her tightly against him so he didn't have to look at her face. He could feel her trembling and crying softly against him. He almost stopped overcome with how he was making JJ feel and said, "Am I hurting you?"

"No, just get it over with."

Emily could hear Morgan's breathing quicken. The faster it got the more he started to make small pleasurable grunts. He was getting close. Last night Emily had heard the same sound when he was making love to her.

JJ just kept clinging to him, it was starting to feel good and she hated herself for it. She put her lips to Morgan's ear, "Hurry, please."

Hotch could barely keep a seat, another man was with his woman, how could they ever get past this?

Morgan was almost ready to climax, a few more strokes and it happened.

Edgewood struck the air with his fist, "Yes."

JJ could feel Morgan release inside her, pumping in a sea of sperm. As close as she was to Morgan's chest she could feel his heart beating against her.

Morgan pulled out and immediately started to put his clothes back on.

When Morgan pulled out JJ felt his cum run out of her. Quickly she grabbed her panties and re-dressed herself.

Once redressed the two agents avoided eye contact and stood to their feet behind Hotch's desk without moving. Neither one had a desire to find comfort in the agents sitting on the couch, they wanted to run, hide and escape this humiliation.

JJ had her hands crossed in front of her and could only look at the floor. Uncomfortably she stood as her panties were becoming sticky and soaked.

Morgan looked at the floor feeling ashamed.

Edgewood laughed, "This is great!" He looked at Emily and Hotch, "Now it's your turn."


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