The next two months went by, and not a word was spoken about that night. JJ never discussed the shooting, and certainly not the later events that had taken place in Emily's hotel room. The team had been impressed with the blonde's ability to put the incident behind her, and when they'd told her she'd just smiled and said, "Maybe I've just learned how to deal with these things finally".
Hearing those words, Emily looked across the bullpen at her friend. It was then that she knew for sure there'd be a second time.
In fact, it was only a matter of days before the second time came. As the team returned home from a failed attempt to save the life of a kidnapped boy in Maryland, Emily knew instinctively that she wouldn't be going home alone.
As soon as Hotch released them from their debrief, the team headed to the parking lot. Morgan offered a drink to anyone who wanted company, and he seemed a little surprised when Emily turned him down politely. On any other day she would have gone, but as her eyes caught JJ's for a moment, she knew she had to get herself back to her apartment.
"Sorry, I need to get back to Will" JJ offered her own explanation, the lie causing a pang of guilt for the brunette.
Shaking all thoughts of Will aside, Emily pulled into her allocated parking space and only had to wait a few minutes for the blonde's car to pull in next to her. Wordlessly they exited their vehicles and made their way into the apartment.
"Can I get you a drink?" Emily offered, trying to convince herself that there was some kind of normalcy about their liaison.
"Whiskey. Please"
The brunette turned in surprise.
"This feels like a night for the hard stuff" JJ explained, causing Emily to raise an eyebrow.
"You don't seem like the kind of girl who likes the hard stuff" the brunette responded in a low tone, dropping ice cubes into the glasses that were already on the table.
"Oh, I like it plenty hard" JJ drawled.
The hairs on the back of Emily's neck stood up as she felt the blonde coming up behind her. Swallowing to clear her dry throat, she managed to pour two healthy servings of whiskey without giving away how much her hands were shaking.
"Thanks" JJ's eyes met hers as she took the glass she was offered.
They maintained eye contact as they both took a large gulp of the drink, feeling it warm their throat on the way down. As Emily took a second sip, the blonde reached out for her spare hand and intertwined their fingers.
"Em" her voice was soft, a soothing contrast to the liquid burning it's way down the brunette's throat.
"Mmmhmm?" she responded, swallowing the last of her drink.
"Kiss me"
Emily couldn't tell if it was a request or a command, not that it mattered either way. Her eyes locked with the blonde's as she put both of their glasses down on the table. She moved her hand to cup the younger woman's cheek, their eyes boring into one another as they dared each other to continue.
The kiss that Emily placed on the blonde's lips was softer than either of them expected. The brunette exhaled as their lips parted and she let her hand drop to her side. She started to pull away, but found herself being dragged back in by the hand that gripped her hair firmly. She groaned and launched herself into the kiss. Her tongue invaded JJ's mouth as she wrapped her arms around the blonde's slim waist.
JJ guided the brunette backwards, their progress only temporarily halted by a yelp of pain from Emily as her leg caught on the coffee table.
"Sorry" the blonde murmured, kissing her gentler than previously.
"I don't care, come here" Emily growled, pulling the blonde against her forcefully.
JJ moaned and continued her mission of backing the brunette into the couch. Emily let herself be pushed down, swinging her legs round so that she was laid out across it. She could feel the darkened eyes of the blonde staring at her intently.
"What?" she asked softly.
"You look so fucking hot right now"
There they were again. The drawled expletives that made Emily gasp and feel a surge of heat between her legs.
"Come here" she ordered, her eyes never leaving the blonde's.
JJ's hips swayed with each step that she took to stand adjacent to the brunette's waist. She leant one knee on the couch, and swung the other over so that she was straddling Emily's hips. The brunette wasted no time in untucking JJ's shirt, the need to touch her skin becoming desperate. Both women sighed as her fingers made contact with the blonde's toned stomach.
As Emily slid her fingers across to take possession of the blonde's hips, JJ leant down and reclaimed her mouth in a searing kiss. Their bodies pressed together, and the brunette couldn't help but slide her hands round and into the back pockets of JJ's pants, squeezing her ass firmly to increase the pressure between them.
"Fuck!" the blonde gasped.
Her hips began to rock, and Emily found her own body moving in time with the woman above her. She needed more, and so let her hands slide down inside JJ's pants, cupping her ass and moaning at how firm it felt.
And then suddenly the pressure on her torso lifted and her eyes snapped open. She watched intently, her breathing ragged, as the blonde sat up and began unbuttoning her shirt. She made no attempt to hide the way her eyes roamed over each newly exposed area of skin, and she nodded with approval when the shirt was finally cast aside.
"Like what you see?" JJ teased with a wink.
"What do you think?" Emily rasped, lifting herself onto her elbows so that her face was level with the blonde's chest.
"I think" the blonde said slowly, leaning down to plant a kiss on the older woman's parted lips "you want to fuck me"
The brunette growled in response, pushing herself up to a seated position. She sunk her teeth into the exposed part of JJ's breast, and heard her gasp as nails dug into her shoulders.
"Careful" the blonde warned.
"Sorry" Emily apologised and switched to leaving a row of kisses along the top of JJ's bra "no marks, I promise"
"I wish you could"
The words were no more than whisper, but they sent a shiver down the brunette's spine. She tried not to read too much into them, knowing to do so would be dangerous. She couldn't let her heart get involved at this point. There was too much to lose.
"You could imagine" Emily lowered her voice "that I'm leaving marks all over you. With my nails, my mouth, my teeth"
JJ groaned and tilted her head back. The brunette seized the opportunity and attached her mouth to the blonde's throat, sucking gently. With one hand, she unfastened the blonde's pants and bent her wrist to slide her fingers inside.
"Fuck!" she gasped "you're so wet"
"Emily!" The blonde breathed.
"Why are you so wet, Jennifer?"
"You" JJ clung onto the brunette's shoulders "you made me this wet"
While all Emily wanted was to spend hours teasing the blonde, she knew their time was limited. She cupped JJ's ass with her free hand and encouraged her to lift slightly. Adjusting her wrist to a more comfortable angle, she curled two fingers inside the blonde. She was unable to suppress a groan at the way JJ felt around her fingers. While her free hand supported the blonde's ass, her fingers began to thrust into her in a steady rhythm.
"Fuck!" JJ hissed, her hips rocking to meet each thrust of the brunette's fingers.
"You like that?"
"Fuck yes!"
"How hard do you like it Jennifer?" the brunette grinned as she thought back to their earlier conversation.
"How hard..." the blonde panted "can you give it to me?"
"Fuck!" Emily cursed, just when she thought this woman couldn't get any hotter "Lie back and I'll show you"
JJ hesitated, seemingly unwilling to tear herself away from the brunette's fingers. Emily withdrew her hand and pushed the blonde back onto the couch. She untangled her legs and knelt over the whimpering woman. Hooking her fingers under the waistband of the blonde's pants, she slid them and her underwear down her legs in one go. JJ was quick to assist in kicking them off onto the floor.
The blonde willingly spread her legs, an invitation that Emily couldn't refuse.
"God Jennifer" she breathed "you're so beautiful"
"Please Em" the blonde begged "fuck me"
"I'm gonna fuck you so hard, you forget who you are"
JJ moaned, stretching her legs further apart. The brunette leant over her, resting her forearm next to the blonde's waist as she teased her entrance with three fingers. Just as the blonde went to speak again, she thrust the fingers inside her, causing her to cry out.
Emily watched in awe as her fingers slid in and out of the blonde. The air was filled with guttural sounds coming from JJ's throat and it was a sound the brunette never wanted to forget. The blonde for her part was rocking her hips to increase the impact of every thrust, her hands clutching at the arm of the couch above her head.
"Fuck, you're so sexy" Emily rasped.
"Fuck...Jesus...fuck..." the expletives were free flowing now.
With a wicked grin on her face, the brunette pushed her fingers deep inside the younger woman. She held them there as she leaned down and ran her tongue over the blonde's clit.
"EMILY!" JJ yelped, the additional sensations completely unexpected.
The brunette began to roll her tongue over the hardened nub as she restarted the movement of her fingers, this time in a slow and hard rhythm.
"Shit Em...don't stop...don't you fucking stop"
Emily had no intention of stopping. The feeling of the blonde bucking against her face was more incredible than she ever could have imagined. She had no desire for this to end, but she wasn't going to deny the blonde what she needed the most.
"FUUUUUUUUUCK!" JJ yelped, her hips rising off the couch as her body went into spasms.
The brunette did as she had promised, and didn't stop moving her tongue until the blonde had dropped her body back onto the couch. She sat up, withdrawing her fingers slowly as she stared down at the panting woman beneath her.
JJ vaguely waved a hand in her direction, and the brunette took that as an invitation to settle her body on top of the blonde.
"Hey" Emily said softly, placing a light kiss on her forehead.
"Who am I?" the blonde replied with a smile.
"Oh, just some girl I picked up"
JJ opened her eyes and raised an eyebrow "oh really?"
"Mmmhmm"
The blonde laughed lightly, reaching up to tangle a hand in the brunette's hair and pull her down into a kiss. As soon as their tongues brushed against each other, they both moaned and instinctively their bodies began to rock against each other.
The sounds of their heavy breathing were overshadowed by a ringing sound, and Emily lifted her head in surprise.
"Crap" JJ glanced at her purse where the offending cell phone was located.
"You should get that"
"I know..." the blonde agreed.
Reluctantly they pulled apart and JJ grabbed the cell from her purse.
"Hello?...Hi, yeah sorry, we just finished debrief...mmmhmm...ok yeah, I'll be there soon"
As she hung up, Emily felt a pang of sadness that even the sight of the blonde clad only in a bra couldn't alleviate.
"I'm really sorry Em" the blonde said sincerely as she pulled her clothes back on.
"It's ok, you need to go"
"Next time, I promise..."
"Next time?" the frown in the brunette's brow uncreased.
"Unless you don't think..."
"There will be a next time" Emily said firmly, getting to her feet.
"Thank you" JJ said with a soft smile as she gathered her purse and jacket "and I'm sorry, again..."
The brunette silenced her with a languid kiss "really, it's ok. Go, and I'll see you tomorrow"
"Bye Em"
"Bye Jayje"
And with that, she was gone. Emily turned to look at her couch, wondering how she was ever going to sit on it again without the image of JJ laid beneath her, begging her to fuck her. Well, she thought, at least I still have my bed.