Overheard

Reid and Prentiss

June 2010

Chapter Eleven

Reid and Emily lay on their sides in her bed, after having sex, softly talking to each other and enjoying the afterglow.

She hitched her leg over his hip, teasing him by rubbing her foot up and down his leg. "This is crazy, isn't it? Us hooking up. After all this time, too."

"Three weeks isn't very long to wait, actually."

She smirked and gently slapped his chest. "I mean all the time we've known each other, you goof. Isn't it crazy we finally went here? We were just friends for so long."

"I never figured you'd want to date a guy like me. I thought you'd go for someone like Morgan or Rawson."

"Oh, Dr. Reid, you need to learn a few things. Like you can't talk about either of those guys while in my bed."

He pushed her on her back. "How are you going to stop me, Emily? Shoot me?"

She laughed. "I was a little desperate when I said that earlier. Bygones."

He kissed on her throat. With his face nuzzling her neck, he confessed "I lost control for the first time in my life tonight. Do you think that means something?"

Her heart jumped. "Wha...what do you mean?"

He lifted his head and looked into her eyes. "During sex, I never have completely lost control before. I was always thinking about how to do it right."

"Oh, you do it right, trust me on that. Very, very right."

"That first time tonight, I wasn't thinking at all. I didn't mean to get so rough. I wanted you to orgasm first but that plan flew out the window. I couldn't keep my control and that is scary to know but it feels like a good thing. Do you think it will ever happen again?"

She stared at him for a long minute, in amazement, before moving in for a kiss, while murmuring "God, lets hope so."

He wasn't a selfish lover at all. He delighted in bringing a woman to the brink of orgasm just to back off and work her up again and again and again. But that first time with Emily he lost himself in the feel of her body holding his snug, her arms around him, her encouraging him to fuck her harder and rougher and faster and not to hold a damn thing back- like she needed the intensity to know he wanted her as much as she wanted him.

And he did. He wanted her so much it was beginning to feel like he had never wanted anyone in his past, not like this. Like he didn't even know what sexual chemistry was till now.

Like this had the power to make him its slave. Right now he couldn't let that scare him off- the idea of giving up his control and his quiet life- because if he did then it would be the end of feeling like Emily's man. Everyday Reid got more used to that feeling and soon that feeling would be second nature to him.

He was not giving it up a moment before he was forced to by life, fate or her. Tonight was not the night to think about that day though, it was the night to enjoy this one.

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She did a little fashion show for him, trying to pick out what to wear downstairs to have some dinner. Emily slipped into different nighties- some sheer, some long, some short- until Reid's eyes glazed over at this see through white one.

Smiling she announced "We have a winner." Heading toward the bedroom door she said "Give me a minute in the bathroom and then I'll meet you downstairs. You can pour us some drinks, if you want, okay?"

"Sure." His eyes followed her hungrily as she left the room.

They ended up sitting around the living room, eating their chicken and roasted vegetables, while listening to music and chatting about sex- all the things they liked and didn't, and things neither had tried.

She teased him "You are so lying. Every man I know salivates at the idea of being with two women at the same time but not you?"

"It sounds complicated to me, that's all I'm saying. What do you do with your hands?"

She gave him a blank look. "What do you mean?"

He added "I only have two hands."

She shook her head and rolled her eyes. "Okay then what about two men and a woman? You wouldn't have twice the workload then."

He grimaced at that. "I'm not the type of man who wants to watch his girlfriend do another guy right in front of him."

"How weird of you. Most guys have no problem with that at all," she teased him. "You don't share well, huh?" She took a drink of her water and then said "Tell me something that would do it for you then. What's a fantasy you could see yourself acting out?"

He thought about it for a moment before answering "Sex under a waterfall."

"That's oddly romantic and not perverted at all. Unless part of the kink is that you wanna get caught out in public?"

"That is one of the last things I'd ever want to experience. The idea of an audience is pretty creepy, don't you think?"

"You know what is hot, though? When you're at a party and you sneak in a bedroom and you start to go at it and you know you could get caught but you probably won't."

As a memory hit him he tried to school his expression. Reid mumbled "Yeah," and shoveled food in his mouth.

"What?" Emily asked

"Nothing," he spoke with a mouth full of food, shrugging his shoulders.

"You didn't have sex at one of my parties, did you?"

He swallowed his food and gave her a feigned innocent look with guilty eyes. "Huh? Why would you even think that?"

"Oh, you suck!" She threw a throw pillow at his head.

"Sorry."

Emily rolled her eyes and chuckled. "God, Reid, gross! So tonight was not the first time you had sex in my apartment?"

"We didn't have sex as much as-"

She held up her hand and shot him a look. "Details will not help you. And I liked Austin, hmpf."

"You just said sex at parties is hot."

"Not at my party."

"That's really hypocritical."

"What room were you two in?"

He shoveled more food in his mouth.

Emily crawled over to him, straddled him, took the plate away and asked "What room?"

He swallowed again. "Um, Emily, I don't really feel all that comfortable, or think it would be good for me, to answer that. I think this interrogation needs to end now."

"You felt comfortable enough to have sex in my apartment with your ex-girlfriend."

"That was over a year ago."

"What room? My bedroom?"

"The closet down here."

"Where I keep my coats? Oh, Reid, you are so in the dog house!"

"It was just a quick handjob."

"EWWWWWWWWW! I can't believe you just said that."

"Hey, you asked!"

"Ewww! Take the image out of me head, quick. I so don't wanna think about you getting jerked off by your ex while I had a room full of our friends here."

"When you put it that way it does sound bad. I'm sorry, Emily."

"What made you like Austin anyway? I always wondered."

"Why would you want to talk about her right now?"

"I want to know what you saw in her. Is that so hard to explain?"

"She made it easy for me, something I never had before I met her. She liked me right away. Made me feel like my lines actually worked, my magic was actually cool. She moved in with me and I never had imagined having that before her...having someone who wanted to be with me every minute that she could. When I wasn't working my life actually was finally being spent with someone and I liked that, for a while, but it didn't last like I thought it might."

"Why did she move out?"

"She said I didn't share enough with her. The things I saw on the job, the things I saw in my nightmares. She felt like she'd never know me all the way cause I would never let her. Its as simple as that. She just wanted more than I knew how to give. She wanted to hear about all those things I wanted to push down far in my memory and I couldn't or wouldn't share those things with her. She said if she didn't know my past and couldn't hear about my present then we had no future together."

She told him "Its not easy to cope with what we see each day at work. Sometimes I keep things from even myself. I push all that dark stuff we see at work to this part of me where its almost not real anymore...its closed off and it can't infect the rest of me. I don't know if its healthy, probably not, but it gets me through, you know?"

He nodded.

She gave him a tender kiss. "So do you still talk to Austin?"

Reid groaned. "Emily!" He had obviously hoped that they were done talking about his ex.

"What? Its a simple question."

"You've been taught interrogation by the top minds in the FBI but this isn't work."

"Evading the question means the answer is yes." She crawled off his lap. "That's fine. Talk to whoever you want. You're a big boy, Reid. Its your call." She carried her plate and glass to the kitchen.

She was at the sink when he came up behind her and slid his hand up under her baby doll nighty, over her ribs and then cupped her breasts. Nuzzling her neck he said "Its laughable to think I would juggle two women at the same time."

She moaned as he caressed her.

Reid kept speaking against her ear. "You're one of my best friends. I won't hurt you." He twisted her nipples. She threw her head back against his shoulder.

He squeezed and palmed her breasts while nibbling her ear and murmuring "I'm so lucky that you want to be with me. So lucky, Emmy. So lucky."

He slid one hand down and ghosted it lightly between her legs. She whispered "I'm lucky."

Reid led her to the kitchen island and sat her on a stool. Then he went to the fridge and took out syrup. Pulling off her nightie first, he drizzled the syrup on one of his fingers and sucked it. Then he drizzled it on his finger again and rubbed that finger over both her nipples. He kissed her and she sucked on his tongue before he moved down to lick clean her breasts.

"My turn," she said, grabbing the syrup and putting some on his neck, which she immediately licked off. Then she turned him around and put some between his shoulder blades and licked it off, then on his lower back and licked it off, then on his thighs and licked it off.

His legs started to tremble as she crawled around him, pulled down his boxers, and put it on his stomach. She licked slowly then before cupping his balls, eliciting a guttural moan from him, and swirling her tongue around the head of his dick, flicking it over the ridge, tonguing the slit.

"Yeah, Emmy, yeah."

Reaching between her legs she wet her fingers and used her own wetness to coat his dick before she started to stroke him. Reid moaned when he saw what she had done.

Her mouth and hands worked him at the same time.

Filthy things flew from his mouth that he had never said to a woman before but this woman made him go out of his mind like he never had before. "Yeah, take it. Do you like that? Suck my cock. Take it, Emily. Suck me. Fuck! Uhhhhnnnnnnnnnn." He fought the urge to thrust into her mouth.

She rubbed his perineum and he came with a rush, barely able to pull out in time so that she didn't have to swallow his cum. She moved up his body and caught his lips in a kiss.

"Let me tell you something, Reid, the only woman you will ever have sex with in my home again is me, you got it? Or you're off my party list for good."

"Got it," he said, while panting.