At the hotel that night, after talking with Henry, JJ pulls her wife close. "You feeling okay?"
Emily nods. "Yep. Rocky got her fish and I got a nap today. We're all good."
"Any chance I can raise the temperature of the room above Arctic Freeze?"
Emily laughs. "Sure. I'll let you know if it gets too warm."
"Good."
JJ gives her a gentle kiss. Emily runs her hands up JJ's sides to just under her breasts. JJ moans at the contact. Suddenly Emily's blood pressure is rising again…but in a very good way. She deepens the kiss, sliding her hands around JJ's back to pull her closer. JJ drags her tongue along her wife's lips. Emily moans, her hands sliding down to cup JJ's ass, kneading the muscular globes. JJ's hands had made a similar journey. Finally the kiss ends, both women's eyes smoky with desire.
"Make love to me, Jennifer. Please."
"My pleasure, Emily."
Emily steps back so they can slowly undress each other. As the still red scar from JJ's bullet wound is revealed Emily dips her head to kiss it and gently run her tongue over it. JJ whimpers at the loving caress. As she reveals the shamrock on Emily's breast, she gives it the same attention. Both were signs of survival. Both were reminders how close they had come to losing the other. They celebrate them as symbols of lasting love.
JJ moves her hands to the pants Emily wears. She slides them and the panties over her wife's hips and down. As she stands she smiles.
"Have I mentioned how much I love maternity pants? So fucking easy to get off."
Emily grins. "I remember loving them on you, too."
She quickly divests her wife of her pants and underwear. They stand naked, holding each other, hands caressing torsos as they kiss some more. Finally Emily can barely stand. She steps backwards to the bed and lies down. JJ stares down at her wife a moment.
"You are so beautiful, Emily. You really are glowing."
Emily smiles. "Thank you, Jennifer."
JJ crawls onto the bed, cuddling into Emily's side. She smiles at her wife. "Remember when I could settle between your legs?" she asks, her hand rubbing the pronounced baby bump.
Emily takes that hand and kisses it. "Regrets?" she asks, smiling.
JJ smiles. "Not a one," she says, punctuating her feelings with a deep passionate kiss. Her hand travels up to take Emily's breast in her hand. She smiles. "They are getting bigger."
Emily smiles at her. "Yeah?"
"Oh, yeah. Trust me I know just how much they used to fill my hands." She takes the hard nipple into her mouth and then draws most of the breast in. Emily hisses at the wondrous sensation. JJ releases the breast and smiles. "And I know how much would fill my mouth."
"I'll never doubt you again," Emily says breathlessly.
"Good girl," JJ whispers as she starts to suck and tease Emily's breast once more.
Emily writhes beneath the active mouth. JJ's hand is just teasing over the other breast, light touches to the hard nipple.
"Ple…ple…more…plea…"
JJ smiles and finally pinches the nipple. Emily arches up into the touch. JJ spends a few minutes working her wife's breasts with mouth and hand, feeling Emily's desire grow. Once she knows she can't tease her any longer she leans up and kisses her once more.
"I think I want dessert now," she whispers.
"Oh, Jen…"
JJ moves down and kisses along Emily's thighs. She draws her tongue along the crease of Emily's hip. The brunette's legs pump up. Her hands tangle into JJ's hair, forcing her head where she needs it to go. JJ obeys the unspoken command. She draws her tongue up Emily's glistening folds.
"Oh, fu…Je…ye…"
JJ nips and sucks those folds, her tongue darting out to tease her wife's entrance. Emily's hands again pull JJ closer, begging for deeper penetration. JJ's tongue plunges in. Emily's hips shoot up.
"Ungh! YES!"
JJ reaches a hand up and plays with one of Emily's breasts as her tongue fucks her wife, drawing her closer and closer ecstasy. As she feels the inner walls grasping for her, she quickly moves up to suck in Emily's clit as she plunges two fingers in deep.
"YES! GOD, YES, JEN!"
Emily's walls immediately clamp down on the fingers as JJ sucks and nips at the swollen bud in her mouth. Her other hand continues to work Emily's breast.
"Mo—more…please…more…" Emily begs.
JJ complies, adding a third finger, pressing hard against Emily's g-spot. She gives the hard nipple a firm twist as she nips once more at the clit.
"YESSSSSSSSS!"
Emily's entire body tenses as she comes. JJ keeps working her, driving her up once more. She adds a fourth finger and is soon rewarded with her wife's second orgasm. She would love to drive her longer but can tell Emily is spent. She slowly climbs up and kisses her wife deeply.
"I love you, Emily. So, so much."
"Love…too…Jen…damn…"
JJ smiles. She loves turning her wife to jelly. But her own need is great. She sits up and straddles Emily's thigh. Emily moans as she feels the wet heat of JJ's desire. JJ starts to slide back and forth on the muscled leg below her. Emily grabs her wife's hips and flexes her muscles in time to JJ's movements.
JJ throws her head back. "Oh, yes, Emily!"
Emily brings a hand down to her thigh, positioning it so JJ can rock over it, essentially working her own clit. JJ moans at the contact. As Emily feels her getting close, she shoves her hand forward, sliding two fingers into her wife as her palm slams against the hard jewel.
"Oh, YES! FUCK ME, EM!"
Using her thigh, Emily complies, driving her hand up into JJ's thrusting center. Finally with a last scream, JJ comes.
"EMILY! YES!"
Her hips pump several times as Emily milks the orgasm for every bit of JJ's essence she can. Finally the blonde throws herself off to the side, gasping for air. Emily smiles at her spent wife. When JJ finally looks to the brunette, Emily brings her hand up and slowly licks JJ's essence from her glistening fingers.
JJ's hips pump once more as just that sight makes her come once more. Emily smiles and rolls to her side.
"I love you, Jennifer Prentiss."
JJ strokes a hand down Emily's cheek. "I love you, Emily Prentiss."
JJ scoots closer and kisses her wife. Emily rolls to her other side, allowing JJ to spoon in behind her. They clasp hands over Rocky.
"I love when you hold me like this, Jen."
JJ kisses her shoulder. "And I love holding you like this. You and Rocky. I love you both so much."
Emily sighs in contentment. She reaches over and turns off the bedside lamp. She snuggles back a little closer to her wife. Soon the both fall into a contented, love-filled sleep.
Emily shoots up in bed. She is covered with sweat and unable to catch her breath. JJ quickly turns on the light and stares at her terrified wife. Emily is rubbing her stomach.
"Jen, is she okay? Is she okay? Is she—"
"Easy, Emily, she's fine, baby. Rocky is okay."
Emily is trembling. She stands and moves to the mirror so that she can see for herself that her baby is still safe and sound inside her. She leans on the dresser, her legs visibly shaking. JJ moves up behind her.
"Baby, you need to lay back down." She carefully takes her wife's wrist and feels her pulse is racing. "Em, please lay back down before you pass out, honey."
Emily just nods and allows JJ to lead her back to bed. JJ grabs a bottle of water they had put in the ice bucket before bed and hands it to Emily. The brunette's hands are shaking so badly she can't open it. JJ takes it back, opening it and holding it to her wife's lips so she can take a sip. Finally Emily signals she's done. JJ sets the bottle down then goes and gets the blood pressure cuff. Emily doesn't even argue as JJ checks and sees it's just below the trip to the ER level.
"Emily, baby, what happened?"
Emily sighs. "I…I dreamt that she had been…" she shakes her head, unable to finish the thought.
JJ pulls her close. "She's okay, honey. No one has hurt her. No one will. You and I will protect her. I won't let anything happen to either of you. I swear. If I'm not there to protect you both the rest of the team will be."
Emily just nods, letting her wife's love calm her. After a few minutes she takes a shuddering breath. "A figure all in black. Not sure if it was a man or a woman. They…they had a saw and they…God, Jen…"
JJ kisses her wife's temple. She knows it helps Emily to talk the dream out but neither of them really want this one spoken. Not considering the case they are on.
"Em? Wear your clutch piece. Please. I know it makes you a target to wear your sidearm but wear your ankle holster."
Emily manages a smile. "As if I could bend over to get it."
JJ grins. "To protect Rocky you could. I know you could."
Emily nods. "Yeah, I could. I'll wear it, Jen. For Rocky."
JJ checks Emily's bp once more and it is closer to normal. "Honey, if it's still high in the morning—"
"I'll work from here. Promise. Just promise me you'll stay safe. I think you're right about the unsub. And I think she's not the type to surrender easily."
"I agree. I'll be safe. Swear."
Emily once more kisses the bullet wound. "I won't survive if something happens to you, Jennifer."
"You will." She makes Emily look her in the eye. "If something happened you would survive for Rocky and Henry. Promise me that."
Brown eyes stare into blue. "I promise."
"Thank you."
JJ crawls back into bed, once more pulling her wife into a loving, protective embrace. It is a long time before either woman slips back to sleep.
A/N: Sorry for the delay in editing and posting, y'all. My nephew had a motorcycle accident on Friday afternoon. He has a long road to recovery with a shattered arm and broken pelvis but he's alive and has no head injury. Please remember to watch for motorcyclists on the road. A woman pulled out in front of him and could have easily killed him. Share the road!
Thank you to everyone who posted or PM'ed me the kind words. It is really appreciated.
-AR