Emily let out a small whimper into Anthony's clammy hand before his hard eyes looked into hers. She shook her head slightly as a tear slid down her cheek. Anthony's eyes softened the slightest as his face stayed tense and he slowly removed his hand, letting his thumb brush the tear away.
Emily's voice was high pitched and frantic as Anthony's lips hit her pulse point, his hand slipping between her denim jeans and her black panties, his finger rubbing her clit with a lot of less power than she'd expected. "Please, s-stop." She placed her hands on his shoulders and tried to push him back, but he wouldn't budge. "I just want to go back out to Eric."
Anthony shook his head as he bit down on her neck as he unzipped his pants, and quickly pulled down hers. "Shut up."
"Anthony, please just let me g-"
"Shut up!"
Emily leaned her head back against the wall as more heavy tears welled in her eyes. She sunk her fingers nails into the back of his neck as he bit down on her shoulder, thrusting his member hard into her unwanted heat. She let out a harsh hiss as he groped her breast, and tried not to scream out in pain as his thrusts became much more forceful and erratic. Her eyes shut tight as his rough hand took the end of her hair and yanked her head back, and she was thankful it didn't smash into the wall.
The last thing she needed in this situation was a concussion.
Just as she began to feel him painfully convulse inside her, both their heads immediately turned to the door where a loud bang sounded. Emily's worried eyes widened as Anthony's hands continued to grip onto her hips. "Eric? Aaron? Are you ok?"
"Sorry mommy!"
Emily made a move to bend down and pulled up her pants, but was forced back by Anthony's hand gripping her collar. She was shoved back into the wall, and her eyes hardened on the man in front of her as her leg began to cramp up. "Eric, tell me you're ok. What happened?"
"I'm fine mommy! I fell, but I'm ok now."
"Alright baby, me and your daddy will be out in a minute. Ok? Can you stay out in the living room with Aaron for now?" She watched as Anthony's face contorted into an evil grin, and his snake like tongue licked his bottom lip as his eyes began to shine. "Please, Eric."
"Ok!"
As soon as the little feet scampered off, Anthony let himself discharge into Emily, who immediately let out a groan of discomfort.
Two minutes later they were all situated, their clothes no longer in disarray and their hair not a mess. Emily quickly wiped the tear from her pale cheek as Anthony pressed a hard kiss to her collarbone, before she hurriedly opened the door and practically ran to the living room. She smiled softly when she saw Eric sitting on Hotch's lap as they watched tv, something the small blond boy never did. Even with his own father.
"Boys? Are you two alright?"
Eric immediately jumped off of Hotch's lap and ran around the couch, only to jump into Emily's arms.
Emily smiled wide as her red eyes stared down at the small boy in her arms, who quickly wrapped his arms around her neck and legs around her waist. His small lips made contact with her cheek before his small voice echoed into her ear. "Are you ok, mommy?"
Emily gave her son a small, watery smile before nodding slowly, kissing his forehead. "I'm ok." Her eyes flickered up to meet her supervisor's, who now stood right behind the couch. "For now."
Anthony came up behind the brunette and effectively slapped her ass, the smack loud causing Emily to jump. "Come on, sweetie. We're going running."