Roomies

Emily and Reid

Part Two

May 2010

They were stuck at an inn in Alaska that didn't have enough available rooms for all the BAU teammates to have their own quarters so Reid and Prentiss had to double up. It was her idea.

From the moment she suggested it, he had concerns about sharing his bed with his beautiful co-worker. Though Emily Prentiss was just a friend of his, like the rest of the team, there was no denying she was incredibly attractive and the only unattached woman on the team.

Reid worried his body would overrule his good intentioned mind. That he would have a physical reaction to her nearness. One that would embarrass him and make working together awkward in the future.

He was just a man after all. Some things he couldn't control no matter how hard he tried. He didn't want to get a hard on and have Emily think he's a pervert.

Reid realized the moment that her lips touched his that he had been worrying for nothing. She was the one who leaned in and kissed him, as much as that shocked him. She crossed that line of friendship that he had always assumed was very firmly in place between them.

At first the feel of her lips against his was soft and tentative. He raised his hands, cupped her head, and deepened the kiss. Her hands roamed all over his chest, which was covered by his t-shirt.

He pushed her on her back and in one smooth move hiked her leg up so he was intimately pressed against her, as their kisses went on and on, every second leaving friendship further and further behind.

She urged him out of his clothes, her fingers and mouth eager to caress and taste every part of him. Her want for him seemed voracious. It fed his new found want of her. Every time she nipped at him, caressed him, panted breathlessly and encouraged his kisses and caresses he was spurred on to take them further.

He didn't stop to wonder if this would cause them problems tommorow. Spencer Reid was a man who was having a phenomenal sexual experience. That was all that was on his mind right then.

And how damn right it felt to be buried deep inside of Emily.

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She lay there breathing heavily. She could hardly wrap her mind around the fact that she just had sex with Reid.

Emily turned her head and met his eyes. He gave her a look that was unreadable. Feeling very vulnerable she jerked the sheet around her, grabbed her clothes and hurried to the bathroom. Once inside she used the bathroom, washed up, got re-dressed and then stared at herself in the mirror, fingering the marks that Reid had left on her that would darken overnight and be bruises by morning.

Once she felt calmer she let out a long breath and headed back into the room. Running her hand through her hair she said "So lets not be weird about this or anything..."

"Right. I agree. We wouldn't want weirdness."

"Right!" She gingerly got back into the bed. "This kind of stuff happens sometimes."

"It does?"

"Sure!"

"Hmmm. Not to me. This kind of thing, sharing a bed with someone who is a friend and then engaging in coitus, has most certainly never happened to me before and, I have to admit, I'm not sure what happens next after situations like this."

"Nothing happens, Reid, okay? The two people go to sleep and that's it. It's a one off."

"Good night then," he said, stiffly.

"Yeah, night," she muttered before laying down, feeling close to tears. He flipped off the light and they both stayed quiet after that.

Emily had fallen into a fitful sleep when she woke up because of screaming. Sleepily she asked "What is that?"

She realized her head was resting on Reid's chest, and it felt just right. Reluctantly she moved back.

He was half asleep too. "Huh? What's what?"

The screaming came again.

Emily said "Get up! I think that's Garcia!"

Just then they heard a door fly open down the hall and heavy footsteps thud over the stairs. Emily and Reid rushed to get dressed, with their backs turned to each other, and then ran outside to see what the commotion was.

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Another long day of investigating and finally they were back in their room again. Reid and Emily never had a moment to talk privately all day. At dinner her mind had been filled with questions about what would happen tonight.

When they got back to the room Reid said "I'm sorry that you're stuck in here for another night. I did ask Morgan to double up with me but he feels Garcia needs him right now."

"JJ is still not one hundred percent so there's no way I'm going over to her room. I can go see if Hotch or Rossi will share with me and the other can share with you, though. Problem solved."

She went to leave the room but he pinned her against the door. His chest was pressed to her back, his hand on the door kept it closed. "I'd rather you didn't."

"Why's that?"

"We should discuss what happened and clear the air."

"Sorry that will have to be saved for another day. I've had a long day and all I want is a bath and the bed." She jerked on the door but he didn't move so she couldn't open it. "Reid, come on!"

"Emily, we can be adults about this-"

"Ha! I can. I don't know about you. Seems to me you're throwing a tantrum and you don't want me to be in bed with someone else tonight. Well, guess what? Its not your call. You don't get a vote."

He moved away from her. "Fine but I thought we agreed things wouldn't be weird. That didn't last long, did it?"

She spun around and pushed at his chest. "Of course things will be weird. WE HAD SEX!"

"A little louder. They didn't hear you back in Quantico."

"I don't give a damn who hears me."

"Good. That answers one question for me then."

Her eyes were filled with fire as she glared at him. "Way to be cryptic!"

"The question was if you would be embarrassed for people to know we had sex."

"Why would I be?"

"You would be if you regretted it and wished it never happened. If you only wanted to forget it. Those were other questions I had."

She let in and out a ragged breath. Running her fingers through her hair she turned away from him. "I couldn't forget it even if I wanted to but I don't. Of course I don't. Who would want to forget a fantastic time like that? But I get its not happening again and that's cool. Consider it a mutual decision." She moved to her bag, got out her pajamas and bath products and went into the bathroom without looking at him again.

An hour later she came out and found Reid on the phone with Morgan, just like the night before. He quickly hung up.

She asked "Are you attached at the hip to that man?" in a teasing tone, although it was tinged with sadness.

"I don't know why I ask his advice when its clear he can't make his own love life work and his advice for me rarely is helpful."

"Maybe you are a glutton for punishment. I've often thought I am. Even when I know something is hopeless I can hang onto it like a dog with a bone. Not that its ever gotten me anywhere. I should just let it go at the first sign its gonna be another useless detour in my life."

"Wow, I've never heard myself described in quite that glowing way before."

"I didn't say I was talking about-"

"But you are."

"I'm talking about me." She sat on the bed, looking into his eyes, eyes she could so easily get lost in. "What happened last night happened because I wanted it to. I initiated it and I kept pushing for us to go farther. I decided we'd have sex. I take full responsibility for what went down."

"That's funny cause I distinctly remember that I was right there with you deciding every step of the way."

"You were probably just too polite to push me away," she said, in a half joking way as she began to pull back the sheet and comforter.

"You know that's not true. You felt how much I wanted you."

"A purely physical reaction to the situation. Perfectly normal. Don't blame yourself for it. It happened. Its over. Lets just get past it." She lay down. "Night." A light sheen of tears sprang to her eyes.

He turned off the light and spooned her. "Do you mind?"

Barely breathing, as she felt his warmth against her back, she whispered "No."

He tightened his hold on her. "That answers another question of mine." Reid lay a kiss against the back of her neck. "I'm not the type of man who will sleep with a woman just one time to release some tension, if no feelings are involved, and I don't think you are that type of woman."

"Ha! You'd be surprised."

"Don't force me to profile you to obtain the truth."

She sniffled a little and then smirked, settling back into his arms. "Give it your best shot."

"Your mannerisms suggest that you do desire a more substantial relationship with me or, at the least, to see where this could lead but your words proclaim the opposite in an attempt to protect yourself from looking foolish should I not desire the same thing back."

"Did Morgan tell you that?"

"He told me to go get some whip cream out of the kitchen downstairs."

Emily let out a loud laugh. "How PG puts up with him I will never know!"

"She suggested I get chocolate sauce too."

Emily chuckled. "They do think alike."

"Yep."

She felt his arousal pressing against her butt. "So talking about them gets you hot? Good to know!"

His hand cupped her breast. "More like you in my arms does that. You know how beautiful you are."

"Well it's a good sign that you think I'm beautiful after seeing me naked. Before I was just that chick with a glock to you, huh?"

"I didn't look at you that way because I respect you. You're my co-worker and I saw you as a capable team member. You have my apology for not properly objectifying you."

She laughed and twisted around in his arms. "Don't let it happen again."

Then they started kissing and soon they were making love, both not knowing what the future would hold for them but knowing that it all felt right they stopped thinking so much and just let their wants and needs take over.

Emily would love to be Reid's roommate more often during their cases. Even if she didn't get much sleep her life sure got a lot more interesting whenever they were sharing a bed.

THE END