A/N: Genre (for this chapter): Porn w/o plot (well very little plot anyway); Smut

Rating (for this chapter): NC-17 (M)

Alright smut lovers… this is what you have been waiting for and I have prolonged it long enough so there you go! I am extremely sorry for updating so late but I was busy :( and I couldn't update sooner :(

Anyway I really hope you enjoy it!

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They waited for the elevator walking inside after it opened its doors. She glanced at him he glanced back. She smiled biting her lip and looking down. It took her by surprise when his body pressed hers against the left wall of the elevator. He kissed her neck; his hands running down her sides. She moaned and pushed her pelvis against his.

Hotch was in his hotel room. He looked around. There wasn't a lot of furniture. A bed for two, two night tables on each side. The TV was small but he thought that maybe it would help him relax. The remote control was nowhere to be found. It was probably at the reception. Aaron walked out of his room.

The elevator stopped one floor before theirs. The doors opened to reveal a person waiting. Emily glanced to look at him and to her horror she saw Hotch walking past the elevator probably heading for the stairs.

"Hotch." Emily whispered and tapped Reid on the shoulder. He let her go and moved away putting his hands in his pockets. Emily ran her fingers through her hair and her clothes in order to make herself look reasonable. Luckily Hotch passed the elevator and didn't see them. These two seconds could have ruined everything even though nobody still knew what the 'everything' was. The person walked in and the doors closed. The man glanced at the couple and smirked while pressing the button that would take him 2 floors up. Emily looked at her feet. She was so close to laughing but that would have been a little bit too awkward. Reid on the other hand stood completely… normal; as if nothing had happed, as if nobody had caught them making out in the elevator while on a case.

One floor up and Spence and Emily were out of the elevator. They walked together to room 725 – Prentiss' room. She unlocked the door, walked in and turned the light in the hallway on. She then faced him. He was standing in front of the door just looking at her.

"Goodnight, Emily." He said, smiled and started walking away.

"Reid wait!" she said slightly stepping out of her room. He looked at her – his expression nonchalant. "Aren't you going to come in?" she asked. Her voice sounded perky.

He walked back to the door; she stepped in – her back to the opened door she was looking straight in his eyes. He slowly moved past her looking back with equal burn in his eyes.

After he was in she closed the door. Reid sat on the bed she leaned against the only table in the room where she had put her cosmetics. He was observing her; she mirrored. He confused her. She always thought that if she turned out being with him it would start slow; a kiss or two. She thought she would be the one teasing him. Like the thing with the glasses; she never thought that what happed could happen. But despite the initial surprise Prentiss realized that, in a matter of fact, she liked Reid like that. He was undoubtedly turning her on.

She chuckled slightly at the thought and looked down. Taking a breath in, she kept her eyes at the corner of the bed. Reid stood up and was right in front of her in a second his left hand on her waist.

She looked up. She thought he would kiss her but he didn't. Instead he picked her up and put her on the bed. She lied back pulling him with her. He kissed her neck again. She liked that but decided it was time for some girl-power so she pushed him on his back and straddled his lap. Emily started undoing his tie and unbuttoning his shirt. When she was done she moved back and pulled him into sitting position then pushed his shirt down his arms. Her hands followed the shirt slightly gliding along the length of his arms. He looked at her arms then at her face. Her expression was one of …interest and playfulness?

"What?" he murmured.

"Interesting." She said her voice giving out her definite desire to have him. She was still looking at his arms slightly scratching with her nails.

"What?" Spence repeated.

This time she looked at him. "Nice muscles you have there, Dr. Reid." She bit on her lip again. "I didn't know…"

"You didn't ask." Was his witty reply.

Soon all clothes were scattered on the floor beside the bed.

Emily had taken her previous position straddling his lap only now that they were naked things got a whole lot 'interesting'. His member was sliding over her entrance missing it every time on porpoise. She couldn't complain though. The feeling of him moving against her clit was inexplicably amazing.

"Reid…" she groaned. Her head falling back she felt his left hand move from its position on her thigh up her stomach between her breasts and landed on her shoulder. In one swift move she was on her back and he was on top of her. She gasped from surprise but her gasp turned into a mewl as he pushed slowly inside her. Apparently he didn't mind it hard and fast but he didn't want to hurt her after all. In a moment he moved back just as gently and then back in. She could feel he wasn't going all the way in. "Why aren't you-" she tried to ask but he cut her off.

"Let's just take it slow." He whispered keeping his agonizingly slow and steady pace.

She nodded despite her willingness to protest.

Prentiss savoured it. His long cock sliding in and out of her, his body moving against hers. She moved her hands over his arms and back. She liked how he felt beneath her hands, inside her… Soon she started panting. She needed him to feel her up. She wanted all of him. Her legs locked behind his waist.

"I need you to-" she looked in his eyes. His movement halted. Then he pushed himself all the way in her and stars exploded in her head. She blinked twice in attempt to get rid of them but before she knew it he was thrusting in her harder than before. Her vaginal walls squeezing him every time trying to keep him there. The feeling was so sweet – almost unbearable. Her breath hitched in her throat every time he filled her up. He continued moving steadily back and forth; steadily but hard. His pelvis hitting her clit and every time that happened little bolts of electricity travelled through her body. She had forgotten about the rest of her body and she felt was him inside and her clit. God, her clit… little thought there was in her brain but she knew that if he touched it she was going to come very hard. But she couldn't make herself tell him.

Reid's brain, on the other hand, was working perfectly. He knew that she wanted to be touched but also knew that there were other people in the hotel. From hearing how vocal she was he was sure the neighbors would know what's going on. He calculated the possibilities – after all it was a hotel - and took the decision to make his lady come right then.

Gasp, pant, gasp, moan... scream. His hand moved over her breast and landed on her stomach. Then it slowly found its target and rubbed so gently. Oh God! And she came screaming. Her nails scratching his back, her legs tightening around his waist to keep him inside, her vaginal walls doing the same thing. Her eyes were closed and the little spots of light were exploding behind her eyelids again only this time it was pitch black and only they were shining. Her breathing followed no order... In what seemed like forever her body went limp. Her legs moved back to the bed so did her hands which were only slightly holding on his biceps. She felt extremely warm; her head was light but her breathing was getting back in order. Perfect. That's how she felt. Why?- she remembered the answer of that question when he moved away. And then she heard his breathing – it was also heavy. She turned her head to look at him. He lay there looking at the ceiling.

Her brain was now starting to think again. First thought was: 'That was the most amazing, mind-blowing, hot, magnificent, majestic, superb orgasm she had ever experienced.' 'Yeah, she should call him Doctor in bed!' was the second.

He just didn't look like Dr. Spencer Reid right then, he just didn't. The way he had made her feel… Damn it had been amazing. She pulled the covers over them. She liked just laying there observing him and thinking. She was so exhausted… but it was worth it. She couldn't believe how strong the emotions she felt were. She didn't even know whether or not he had… Should she ask him? Oh dear God, how big was he anyway? Like her brain just absorbed that information. She though he was rather big initially but she generally slept with 'big' guys… but Reid? Had it been too long? And how about him? If he hadn't had a lot of sex what had happened a few minutes ago would have … well wouldn't have happened. To be so good and … she vividly remembered squeezing him with every thrust; experience was required to gain that stamina. And he was so gentle at first. And it was like he knew how her body would react. And… God, her thoughts were a mess. She was so overwhelmed by him and that …sex and her brain was so exited it jumped from a thought to another thought without finishing the previous one. Damn.

"Did you …" she started but she couldn't get the words out of her mouth so she licked her lips. He was now looking at her. "-come?" she managed to finish.

"Yea…" he exhaled.

"Good…" she chuckled. "I was too busy to have the most brilliant of orgasms to notice."

He chuckled as well but didn't say anything. What was there to say anyway? Thank you? No- that would sound strange. Or maybe 'Yeah' – that would sound like he was bragging with how awesome he is. Or maybe –

Her thoughts were interrupted by him getting up.

"Where are you going" she asked worriedly.

"My room." He said picking up his clothes.

"Why?"

"Because we're on a case. What if somebody calls us? Or comes straight at our doors?"

He had a point. She nodded and watched him re-dressing.

"I'd like it better if you were undressing." She joked.

"I'd like it better too but…" he smiled back.

So not like Dr. Spencer Reid. She liked that side of him and he was only for her. With that thought she lay on her back exhaling and smiling contently.

"I'll see you tomorrow." He said and offered her a smile. She smiled back.

"Bye." She said.

"Bye." He answered and with that he was out of the door.

Emily felt strange for a second. He hadn't kissed her? Again? She shrugged it off. Soon she was happily asleep.

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