Chapter 20
fair warning: smut included in this chapter
Emily woke up the next morning next to Derek when the alarm went turned it off and rolled over to face him.
He groaned, tired, trying to wake up.
"Good morning babe.", he grumbled, stretching his arms out. He rolled back over to her and got on top of her. As he pressed against her body, she woke up more. She slid her hands up his arms to his face and giggled.
"Oh well good morning to you too.", she said as he leaned in to kiss her. "Mmmm, think you can help me with this shirt?", she asked.
"Oh. Yeah. Yeah, I can definitely help you with that.", he told her, taking it off.
He kissed her deep and rubbed against her in all the right places, making her moan.
"What are you waiting for?", she asked him. "You don't feel like you need any more time. Come on, babe, just-", she caught her breath as he slid in before she could finish her sentence.
He groaned. "I was just trying to make you feel good, princess but seeing as you're ready...", he smirked.
"Very.", she struggled to say.
He leaned down and kissed her as he started moving slowly in and out of her.
He gradually picked up the pace as his hand slid down her side to her leg, holding it. He felt the feeling growing more intense as he went faster and she began to moan.
He broke away from the kiss and sat up on his knees, lifting up her hips, pulling her closer to him. As her legs spread more, allowing him more access, she brought them around to the back of his, latching on.
As he grabbed her, he went harder and faster, slamming into her. She gasped when he started it and started panting as he kept going.
After a while, he lowered them both back down and grabbed her hands. He intertwined their fingers and put them on each side of her head.
He stared deep in her eyes as he continued to move smoothly inside of her and eventually took his hands away from hers. As his hands moved to her breasts, he grabbed one and sucked on the other.
She whimpered as his tongue moved around and nipped at her skin, sending her nerves into shock. She bit down hard on her lip as he continued, moving to the next one. Her hand reached for his shoulder and grabbed on.
She couldn't believe how much he could multitask and how good he was at it.
He lifted his head up and she pulled his face to hers. When their lips met, they opened theirs at the same time as their tongues danced around with each other.
He started pumping in and out of her faster again and she stopped kissing, opening her mouth wide, making loud sounds of pleasure.
It drove him crazy when her voice got like that and seeing her make the face that matched it. He knew he was close but wanted her to go with him. He brought his hand down and started rubbing her where he knew it would hit the most.
She got louder and she grabbed his shoulders under his arms almost to pull him closer but mainly to hold on. She couldn't believe how fast he was going and how fast he was moving his fingers at the same time. She felt her climax coming and dug her nails into his back.
Trying to form a full sentence, she said between pants, "Derek, I'm gonna...", she couldn't finish what she was saying.
He started groaning and panting as he was almost there.
"Come on, babe, come.", he said.
"Oh my god!", she moaned loudly.
Hearing her say that made him go even faster. He could feel her tightening around him until she finally reached her climax.
She was screaming, "Ahhh... Derek, yes! Mmmm... fuck!", she threw her head back, grabbing onto him harder as she let out her release. Her chest heaving against him as she was panting in a high voice.
He removed his hand from her clit and put both on her sides bucking his hips into her faster and harder.
He finally felt it and let it come as he called out her name, "Fuck! Ah fuck, Emily!", he collapsed on top of her. He grabbed her legs up as she wrapped them around him and rode out his high. His face crashed against her neck, sucking on it gently enough to not leave any marks. He was breathing heavy against it and stopped moving inside her.
He brought a hand to her face and looked in her eyes. She was still breathing hard and she pulled his face into hers more till their lips met and they inhaled deep before breaking apart. They looked at each other deep and he eventually caught his breath.
"You drive me crazy, princess.", he said.
"Yeah, well, it's not just you, babe.", she said, bringing her lips to his again.
"Mmmmm.", he said smiling and then pulling away from her lips.
"I don't wanna leave this bed.", she pouted.
"Neither do I but we have to. Let's take a shower. You could really use one.", he teased.
She gasped, "Says the sweaty one!"
"I'm not the only one!", he laughed.
"Fine. Let's both take a shower then.", she said.
"Sounds good to me.", he smiled, finally pulling out of her and getting out of bed, going for the bathroom as she followed behind.
Once they got dressed, she put in her earrings and saw him come up from behind her in the mirror. He held the sides of her waist and stared at her in the mirror.
"I like waking up with you.", he said.
She finished putting in her other earring and turned around, wrapping her arms around his torso and smiled as they leaned in at the same time for a kiss.
As she pulled away, she brought her hands to his arms and rubbed them quickly and stepped to the side, walking downstairs.
Derek walked after her down the stairs and into the kitchen.
"Orange juice?", she asked.
"Sure. Think we should just pick up a quick breakfast at a coffee place or something? Guess we don't really have time to make something here.", he chuckled.
"Guess we don't. Sure that sounds good. So are we gonna carpool then?", she asked.
"I was assuming so unless you don't want me coming back tonight...?", he said.
"Of course I do. I love having you here. Why don't we go on that fancy date tonight that you've been talking so much about?", she said.
"Really?! Alright, it's a date. Finally. That is, as long as we don't have a case.", he said.
"Sounds good.", she said, leaning over to kiss him.
"We should probably go.", he said.
"Yep. Let me grab my things.", she said.
They walked out the door and drove to work.
Back at the BAU,they walked in together, coffee in both their hands. They walked over to their desks and sat down.
Hotch walked by and went over to Emily's desk. "Good morning, Emily.", he said professionally when he walked up, stopping next to her with his hands in his pockets.
"Oh, morning Hotch.", she said with a smile on her face, swiveling around in her hair to face him.
He got quieter but not too quiet. Just enough where he thought no one would be able to overhear them too much.
"So, you feeling any better?", he asked.
"Yeah. I really am.", she said. She dropped her voice quieter and more sincere, "Thank you, I'm sorry I bothered you last ni-", she started.
"Emily, really. I told you to come to me if you needed. It sounded like you did. I'm glad you did.", he told her.
"But I probably woke you up and-", she started again.
"Emily... I keep my phone on in case someone needs to get a hold of me. I don't care if you wake me up at 10pm or 3am or whatever time. I'm just glad you called me last night, regardless of the time.", he said.
"Well, thank you. I didn't know who else to go to. I won't try and make a habit of it.", she said.
"Don't worry about it. Just let me know if you need anything else throughout the day. Call me tonight to check in?", he said.
"I uh... we probably shouldn't...", she said, looking down.
"Yeah, um- you're probably right...", he said shaking his head.
"I just think we need to stick to what we said the other night.", she said.
"No, no. You're absolutely right. I'm sorry, I just- I don't know... I'll let you get back to work.", he said, looking disappointed and walking away.
She would have stopped him but couldn't with everyone around. Maybe it was best she didn't, she had to learn to let him go at times.
She sighed heavy after he walked away and she walked over to Derek.
"Hey.", she said.
He didn't look up. "Hey.", he replied, short, flat tone.
She was leaning against his desk and looked down to the side to try and catch his eyes.
"Derek...", she laughed, "What's going on?"
He looked up at her and dropped his pen. "I don't know. Why don't you tell me?", he asked in an accusing tone.
"Excuse me?", she said.
"What happened last night?", he asked.
She got closer to him and whispered, "Well... we had a lot of sex if that's what you mean.," , she giggled.
"No, Emily. That is not what I mean.", he said.
"Okay... then what do you mean?", she asked.
"Wanna tell me why you called Hotch last night? And lied about it to me. You told me someone from Interpol was calling you. Why were you calling our boss in the middle of the night and why did you lie to me about it?", he repeated, irritated.
She was speechless. She had nothing to say. She couldn't think of any excuses and she hated lying to him anyways. But she knew she couldn't tell him the truth.
After a long pause and her looking at him with her mouth open trying to speak, she closed it and looked to the side.
"Well?", he asked.
"Derek, I really don't know what to say...", she said.
"I'm just confused Emily...", he said.
She rolled her lips in and said, "Alright, listen, I can't talk about all of it. Not because I don't want to but because I literally can't. Hotch found out about something when I first started here by accident and he's the only one who knows. I really can't say more than that.", she admitted, which was partially true.
"Why were you on the phone with him at 2:00am or 3:00am or whatever time it was?", he asked.
"Something came up and I needed to contact him about it. But really, Derek, I can't say much more than that. I'm sorry.", she said, touching his hand.
He looked at her for a moment and she had an apologetic look on her face. He felt guilty and accepted it by squeezing her hand back.
"Yeah, alright. I just wish you could tell me.", he said. "I am your boyfriend after all.", he whispered.
"I know. I wish I could too but I don't think you'd want to know anyways.", she told him.
"I wanna know everything about you, Emily Prentiss. Everything I can. But I'll respect your privacy because I care about you.", he said.
"Thank you.", she said, getting up and squeezing his shoulder as she walked back to her desk. She looked back up at Hotch's office, feeling bad. She was hoping he'd look over but he was hard at work. She looked down and continued with what she was doing.
Once they finished up work by the end of the day, Derek and Emily were getting ready to leave. Everyone else had already headed out except Hotch.
"I'll be back in just a minute.", she told Derek. She walked up the stairs and knocked on Hotch's door and walked in, closing it behind her. "Hey...", she said.
"Emily... um... what are you doing in here?", he asked, looking out where Derek was.
"Don't worry about him. It's fine.", she waved her hand at Hotch. She stood behind the chairs at his desk, leaning on them. "I'm sorry about earlier. As much as I want to call you later, I know it's not a good idea... you know to make it a normal thing...", she said.
"I know. I just wanted to make sure you were okay. But I realize that might not be a good idea unless you need to.", he said looking down.
"Aaron...", she said, also looking down. "I miss you..."
He looked up at her, caught off guard, surprised, yet, with sad eyes. "I know... I miss you too, Em.", he said quietly.
"How are we going to continue this? It's so hard not coming to you everyday and talking to you regularly.", she said.
"I don't know but we have to. You're with him now.", he said looking out the window and noticed Derek was staring straight at him. Hotch looked away fast.
"And... I'm still married. Nothing's changed except, you've moved on...", he said.
She looked up. "You think I've moved on from you?", she asked, sounding hurt that he would think that.
"You're sleeping with another man. You're in a relationship with him... so... yeah.", he said.
"Aaron, I think about you everyday. I can't get you out of my mind. I'm trying to move on but I haven't. Because I'm not over you. I don't know how to get over you. I feel so horrible for doing that to Derek... because he makes me happy and I make him so happy but...", she trailed off.
"But what, Emily?", he asked.
She looked deep in his eyes and he swore he could seem them watering up and her lip quivering. "... But he's not you... and I feel like a horrible person for saying that and for feeling it but it's true. At the end of the day, I'm with him but it's you I'm thinking about...", she said. He stared at her speechless. There was a long moment of silence till she realized how much she regretted what she had just said. "I'm sorry... I'm so sorry. That's unfair of me to say to you... I should just go...", she said, standing up straight and looking up, shaking her head to bring the tears back instead of letting them come out.
Hotch so badly wanted to get up and stop her but knew he couldn't for many reasons but one big one being, Derek was watching them.
"You ready to go?", Derek asked as Emily came back down to him.
She smiled big, trying to hide what she was really feeling.
"Let's do it. Oh, we have to stop at your place first to grab whatever you're going to wear and also um...", she trailed off, smiling as they walked out the doors and into the elevator. "...maybe a change of clothes for the morning? That is, if you're going to spend the night still...", she said, eyeing him to see if he was still mad with her.
He looked at her with a grin, showing his pearly whites. He grabbed her chin and and placed his lips on hers. When he pulled back, they were both smiling.
"Does that answer your question, princess?", he asked.
"Yes, yes it does.", she bit her lip.
"Good. I already have a reservation for that Italian place you love so we better get ready fast.", he said.
Once they got to Derek's house, they went up to his room to grab his things for the night and get dressed. He picked out a suit but with no tie since it wasn't too fancy where they were going.
Before he got changed, he went over to Emily who was sitting on his bed.
He wasn't wearing anything but his boxers. He leaned over and kissed her.
"Mmm. Wait, you have to keep getting ready. We still have to stop at my place and we don't want to be late for the reservation. Isn't it at 8:00? It's almost 7:15.", she said.
He kissed her again. "I may have made it for 9:00, knowing we might need a little extra time.", he smirked.
"Ohhh. Well in that case...", she said as she pulled him down, on top of her.
"Maybe just a quickie...", she smiled as she grabbed his neck, pulling him into her more.
He was already unbuttoning her pants and pulling them down as she kicked off her shoes. Her pants followed as he slid off her underwear and his boxers at the same time.
She kept her shirt and jacket on though, knowing that would take too long.
He brought his fingers down and felt how wet she already was.
He slid a finger in before adding a second, making her moan. While he pleasured her, he kissed her neck and right as he felt her start to tighten around him and take in a deep breath, he pulled his fingers out.
"What are you doing?", she asked, whining.
"I want to feel you tighten around me, not my fingers.", he grinned.
"Well hurry up!", she stopped and stared at her. "Derek! Stop teasing me!", she whined some more. Right as she said that, he pushed into her hard causing her to gasp, just like earlier that morning. "Ahh you just love doing that to me, don't you?", she said.
"I love doing a lot of things to you, babe. Including this...", he said as he started moving in and out of her and brought his hand down again, rubbing her clit.
She whimpered and brought her hands to his face and crashed her lips onto his, knowing he's good at multitasking.
She was already so close but she knew she had to get him there with her.
She knew how much he loved it when she encouraged him.
She brought her mouth to his ear and whispered through pants, trying to hold on, "Come on baby, fuck me."
He started going faster once she said that and moaning. He was breathing heavy and moaning more when she whispered again whimpering, "Yes baby, right there, oh god, oh god! Fuck! Derek! Right there!", she wanted to scream, she was so close.
He started pumping faster and faster, moaning louder and as he went. "Fuck! Ahhh! Shit, you feel so good, Emily, fuck!", he was almost screaming. "Ahhh I'm gonna come. Fuck, I'm gonna come.", he grunted, throwing his head back. He'd stopped rubbing her a minute ago and she started doing it herself to control when she let herself finish.
"Derek! Oh my god!", she shrieked.
"I'm gonna come, fuck me harder! Come on. Fuck me harder.", she said. She felt it coming and couldn't hold it in any longer. She let out a scream. Once he felt her flutter around him, he let go as well.
"Ahhhh fuck! Ah holy shit. Oh my fucking godddd!", he growled. He grabbed her sides and pulled her closer, burying himself deep inside of her as he came.
She moaned as she continued to ride out her high.
"Oh baby, you're so sweet. Oh, sometimes I don't know how I can handle it. It's so overwhelming. But in a good way.", he said, staring down at her.
She smiled and bit her lip, "I'm speechless when I'm with you.", she said.
"It didn't sound like it a minute ago.", he chuckled.
She laughed, "You make me feel a lot of things, many I can't control." He smiled and kissed her before he pulled out of her.
They were both breathing heavy.
He ran his hands down her legs as he stood up on the ground, starting to get dressed.
"You know, it drives me crazy when you talk to me like that.", he said.
"Oh, I know.", she giggled. "I was so close so fast, I needed you there with me.", she said.
"Well you had me.", he said.
"Apparently.", she smiled.
Once he got his pants on, he picked up hers and handed them to her. He grabbed her face and kissed her deep.
Once they both got dressed they headed out to go to her place for her to get ready. When she got changed in a tight, red dress at her place, they headed out and drove to the restaurant.
After they got back, they were exhausted. It had been a long day. They woke up, engaged in exhausting activities, worked a lot, they'd argued, they'd done some more exhausting activities, and gone out for dinner.
Now, they were changing out of their fancy date clothes and before they could change into their pajamas, they decided they didn't need any.