Chapter 42

fair warning: heavy smut included in this chapter

Emily woke up in the morning to the sound of rain pouring outside. It was peaceful and she smiled as she rolled over to face Hotch. He was still sleeping but she ran her hand along his arm and started kissing his neck, when finally, he woke up.

"Good morning.", he said in a groggy voice but with a smile.

"Good morning.", she smiled on his neck, continuing to place soft kisses all over.

"Oh, already, huh? We just woke up.", he chuckled.

"So?", she said.

"I don't know, I mean, maybe we should-", he teased her before rolling on top of her.

She let out a little squeal and giggled, "I didn't see that coming."

"I'm full of surprises, babe.", he said, hovering over her and leaning down for a kiss.

"I guess so.", she said. "God, I love this rain.", she bit her lip with a smile and ran her hands along his face.

"What?", he asked.

"Have you ever made love in the rain?", she asked seductively.

"No... but... I think it's coming down a little too hard out there for that right now, don't you think?", he laughed.

"You're no fun.", she pouted.

"Emily, we'd get drenched!", he laughed.

"And?", she asked.

"Aren't I always the one giving you my jacket because you always get cold like that first night we went out in L.A. and our clothes got soaked. You were freezing!", he said.

"My wet clothes were stuck to me. We wouldn't have any clothes on for very long if we went outside right now.", she said.

"Emily.", he said.

"Aaron.", she said back, mocking him.

He looked out the window and remembered the boat. "Oh shit.", he said, moving off of her and throwing shoes on and rushing downstairs.

"Aaron!", she called out, walking downstairs. He was grabbing towels and rags from the closet. "What are you doing?", she asked him.

"I forgot to cover the boat with the tarp last night before it started raining.", he said, running outside with the towels and rags, grabbing the tarp from the porch as he ran down to the dock.

"Well, let me at least help.", she said, grabbing her shoes running out after him.

Once they got down to the boat, they started wiping the seats off and pulled the tarp over it.

"Well, I guess we got soaked after all.", he said.

"Hm. I think we might need to dry off by the fireplace.", she said, walking back up to the cabin.

They got inside and he grabbed some logs of wood. "Good thing I chopped some firewood last night after dinner, otherwise we wouldn't have been able to use it if it was wet.", he said.

"At least you remembered to do one thing.", she teased him.

"Hey! I was tired.", he said.

"You're well rested now so get the fire going!", she said excited.

He bent down to throw the logs in the fireplace and lit up some newspaper underneath them to get it started.

"Go get changed out of that and into some warm clothes. Do you want to take a hot shower to warm up?", he asked.

"Yeah, actually that sounds nice. Um where are the towels?", she asked.

"I'll grab you one.", he said, getting up and going to the bathroom with her following behind.

He pulled a towel out of a cabinet and hung it on a towel rack. He started the hot water for her and closed the door on his way out.

While Emily took her shower, Hotch went upstairs to get changed into dry clothes. He put on a pair of sweatpants and another clean sweatshirt and thick, warm socks. After he got dressed he walked back downstairs and pulled out a jigsaw puzzle, setting it on the long table in the living room by the fire.

Emily came out in only her towel and looked over at him. "We doing a puzzle?", she asked.

"I thought we could do this one. It's of a whole bunch of different candy wrappers and designs. It's like a whole collage of them. It's pretty tricky. I don't know if you're up for it.", he joked.

"Oh, it better be a 1,000 piece puzzle or else that's just lame. Who does 500 anymore? I'm a bit competitive when it comes to puzzles. I used to time myself for how fast I could finish some.", she bragged.

"Oh, you're on!", he challenged her.

"I'll be right down but get ready. You have no idea what's about to hit you, Hotchner.", she said.

"Bring it on, Prentiss.", he said.

She walked upstairs and came back down a few minutes later practically in a matching outfit as his. She sat down across from him and started putting together the edge pieces.

"Oh no, I think we're missing an edge piece.", he said.

"No, we're not. You're just not looking close enough. I see it.", she said, continuing with the other pieces she was putting together.

"Well where is it?", he asked, looking all over.

"If you're so good, why don't you find it?", she said.

"So it's going to be like that, huh?", he said.

"I'll give you five minutes to find it.", she said, looking at the time on her phone.

"You're seriously going to time me?", he asked surprised.

"Yep. Better get started.", she told him.

"You were not kidding when you said you get competitive. I didn't even know you could be competitive with puzzles.", he said.

"I told you you had no idea what was about to hit you.", she shrugged her shoulders.

It took him four minutes to find the edge piece and he held it up, proud and smiled big, showing it off and rubbing it in her face.

She couldn't help but smile and laugh at his excitement and pulled out her phone to take a picture.

"What! Are you taking a picture of me?", he asked.

"Yeah, smile again!", she said.

"Why?", he asked.

"Because you look so cute and I want a picture of my boyfriend looking cute and happy and have a nice memory on my phone so shut up and smile. Hold up the puzzle piece, you dork.", she laughed.

He held up the piece and she took the picture and went over to his side of the table to show him.

"Oh god. I look ridiculous. Delete that!", he said, reaching for her phone but she pulled it away from him.

"No! I like it! You're so cute here. I'm keeping it.", she smiled.

"Fine. Then I'll just have to get one of you on my phone.", he said, pulling his out of his pocket.

"That's not fair! I don't have any makeup on or my hair done, I'm wearing sweats and a baggy sweatshirt.", she said.

He held up his phone and she put her hands up, covering her face. "No, Aaron, stop!", she giggled, trying to keep her hands in place when he pulled them down.

"Come on, hun. You look beautiful. Let me just get one picture of you. You got one of me wearing the same outfit and my hair and makeup isn't done either.", he raised his eyebrows and closed his eyes, presenting his face like he was "showing it off", mocking her.

She let out another giggle and crossed her legs, smiling for the camera as he took a picture. She heard him click the button more than once and she went for the phone, grabbing it out of his hand.

"Hey!", he said, trying to grab it back.

"Hey, you! You took more than one.", she said.

"You look so pretty, I wanted more than just one picture of you.", he said.

"Fine.", she said.

"Come here.", he said, pulling her legs across his lap and holding her back with one hand and her face with the other. He looked in her eyes and smiled, bringing her in for a sweet kiss. "Let me see that.", he said, taking his phone from her and turning it around. She leaned against him and put her arm behind him as they smiled and took a picture together.

They looked at it and were surprised at how well they were able to take it without seeing the screen for it.

"That's actually really cute.", she said.

"It is.", he said. "Oh, we should get those prints from Carson when we get back."

"Oh yeah. I wonder how those came out. Probably better than this.", she said, holding up the photo of them on the phone.

"Don't say that. Wasn't it you that told me not to insult myself because that's like insulting you for being with me and the choices you make because I am one?", he pointed out.

"Yeah, well, still. You're a guy! You don't have to try and look pretty! You just naturally are. My handsome man... with the scruffy beard that's already come in.", she said, grabbing his jaw, under his chin with one hand, pulling him in for a kiss.

"So you like the beard, huh?", he laughed.

"Very much so. I don't like it too long but this, where it's just a little more than stubble but not a lot but also full. It's perfect. You look very sexy with it...", she smirked. He made a surprised face. "Yes, you heard me. I don't know what it is but it completes a whole look for you. Not with your suit and tie though. So, no keeping it for work unless you wear regular clothes.", she told him.

"Before I forget to say it or it gets lost in this conversation about my beard...", he chuckled, "You are naturally beautiful, Emily. You are gorgeous. You don't need to do your hair and makeup all the time. I love your natural hair and all the little waves it gets where they aren't quite curls but definitely not straight. Your complexion, your soft, pale skin, and your brown eyes that really do glow in the sun no matter what you say... I see it. Your eyelashes are crazy long but I love it because your eyes pop even more. And your perfect lips...", he said, bringing his to them. "How soft and sweet you are, your smile and the few little crooked teeth on the bottom that are just adorable. Your dimples... one of my favorite physical traits about you... so cute! And your nose. I don't care what you say about it, I love it.", he said, placing a kiss on the tip of her nose.

"Cheesy.", is all she said.

"That's it? That's all you're going to say?", he asked. "I just complimented everything about-", he started.

"Ah!", she held her finger up. "You mostly complimented my facial features. Come on, girls have to feel confident about their whole body.", she said.

"Em, I think you know how much I love your body.", he chuckled.

"Tell me.", she leaned into him, bringing her lips just an inch away from his and holding them there. She knew this was a dangerous game to be playing with him but they never got to finish what they were about to start earlier that morning. She knew this would ensure that they did.

"Oh.", he grinned, looking from her lips to her eyes.

She bit her lip with a devilish grin. "Go on...", she said.

"Emily... There is nooo blood whatsoever in my head right now...", he said quietly.

"Aaron... Tell me what you love about my body.", she whispered against his lips.

"I know...that... I want you right now.", he said, crashing his lips onto hers and sliding off the bench with her, picking her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist and he carried her upstairs while her arms were wrapped around his neck, locked on.

Once they got to the bed, he practically threw her on it and immediately pulled his sweatshirt off and dropped his sweatpants, stepping out of them, while she tossed her own clothing off to the side and slid her underwear off at the same time he took his boxers off.

He went straight for her and climbed on top. He ran his fingers up her already wet folds, making her shudder. "Oooo.", she threw her head back. "Fuck, Aaron. I need you inside me now.", she said.

"Are you going to ask nicely?", he said, sitting up on his knees while she was laying on her back. He was as hard as he could possibly be, teasing her with his tip going along her folds. He held one of her legs, spreading it out.

She moaned, "Oh Aaron please. Fuck me please.", she begged.

"So wet and ready for me, shit.", he sighed.

"Yes, now fuck me. Please, Aaron.", she begged again.

"No problem.", he whispered, slamming into her and grabbing onto her other leg and spreading them both as much he could. Usually he gave her a minute to adjust and slid in slower but not this time.

"Oh! Fuck, you're so big, Jesus!", she gasped.

"You're so fucking tight, Em. Ah.", he said through his teeth. He started out fast and hard, surprising her but loving every minute of it. "You wanna know what I love about your body?", he asked, already panting.

"Tell me.", she said.

"I love everything. Every goddamn part of you.", he said, pulling her body to him with her legs with each thrust. He threw his head back and she ran her fingers through her hair.

After a few minutes, he fell on top of her and took one breast in his mouth and sucked on it hard, while squeezing the other one and switching.

"Your breasts are perfect. There's one thing.", he said, pounding into her hard once and keeping with his pace after that. "They fit in my hand and mouth just perfect."

"Uh huh.", she said, not able to form words.

"You feel so fucking good when I'm inside you. So hot and wet for me. You're so tight. You were made for me. You're perfect.", he said, pounding hard into her again each time he listed another thing but still keeping his pace. Each time he did it, her breath hitched.

He continued for a while, kissing her deep the whole time from her lips down to her neck before he pulled out and picked her up, bending her over on all fours. She flipped her hair to the side and without hesitation, he slammed into her again. She cried out with pleasure.

He grabbed her waist and pulled her again with each thrust, even harder than before.

"Holy shit! Fuck. You feel so good, Em. Oh my god.", he grunted. He'd never done it before but he smacked her ass, not too hard, testing the waters.

She whimpered but then moaned, and made a sound that drove him crazy when she said, "Mmmmm ahhh yesss.", in a high pitch. And he took it as a sign to do it again.

He smacked her ass a few more times, each one a bit harder and kept pumping in and out of her. "That's one more thing. Your ass. Is perfect.", he said, running his hand along it and smacking it even harder.

"Oh, oh right there Aaron. Don't stop please. Oh please don't stop. Right there. Oh my god!", she screamed. "Oh my god, I'm gonna come!"

"Not till I say so.", he told her.

"Fuck Aaron, I'm gonna come.", she cried.

"No. Not yet. Not until I say so!", he said.

He felt her walls getting tighter around him and he wasn't about to have her go that soon. He bucked his hips into her once as hard as he could and stopped.

"No, please don't stop, please don't stop.", she whined, moving her hips back against his until he stopped her. "Aaron.", she whimpered.

"No.", he told her again. "I don't take orders from you. You take orders from me. I'm your chief. I'm your boss, Prentiss.", he said.

"Okay, Agent Hotchner.", she tried not to let out a laugh.

He pulled her up on her knees so she was in the same position as him and he held her back pressed against his abs and chest. With one slick movement, he was inside her. And she gasped for air, struggling to get a deep breath in at first.

He wrapped his arms around her, one hand gripped around, on her waist and the other grabbing her breast tight.

His hips moved up faster and faster until he felt her getting weak and he started chasing his own high, getting closer and closer.

"Shiiiit. Ahhhhh. Emily!", he screamed, feeling himself reaching his point.

"Fuck, Aaron. I'm so close. Please.", she whimpered.

He reached his hand in front and started rubbing her clit in circles fast. She brought her hand up to his arm and held on. Within seconds, he could feel her walls gripping him and he knew he was also seconds away from exploding.

"Aaron, I'm gonna come. Are you gonna let me come?", she struggled to get out.

"Yes. Come for me, Em. I want to feel you come for me.", he told her.

With a few more strokes she couldn't hold on any longer. She let out the loudest scream she'd ever made during sex and clamped down on him.

"Fuck! Oh my god, Aaron! Oh my god! Yes, yes, yes! Ahhh. Fuck!", she screamed.

With two more slams up into her, he called out just as loud, "Arrgghh holy shit! Emily, fuck! Oh, fuck! Oh my fucking god ahhh!" He stopped moving and came over and over inside her until he finally stopped.

He could feel her body giving out and held her up, tight against his body. She tried to turn her head around but couldn't manage to in the moment. He reached his head forward and crashed his lips onto hers, shooting his tongue in her mouth. He moved his lips to her neck when she threw her head back and he ran his hand along her body.

He finally pulled out and they collapsed on the bed, completely out of breath, pulling the covers over them. They both laid on their back staring up at the ceiling.

"Okay, scratch what I said last night. What we just did right now... that was some of the best sex I've ever had. Oh my god.", she let out a breathy laugh.

"I really can't disagree. Jesus fuck, Emily.", he panted.

"Well... what do you wanna do now!", she said, looking over at him.

He had a shocked look on his face mixed with a bit of 'what the hell, are you crazy?' but only for a moment. He started laughing so hard, beginning to have even more trouble breathing.

"Emily, don't make me laugh right now. I'm trying to catch my breath.", he said.

"Is that another order?", she asked, scooting into his arms, them both laying on their sides. They were pressed against each other and he stared at her deep. She batted her eyes at him and drew small circles on his chest.

"I had no idea that was going to come over me but it just did.", he lightly chuckled.

"Well, I was more than fine with it. I did ask you that time we went to the pier in Santa Monica, that first time, when we were on that case. Remember? You told me you weren't my boss in that moment and I asked if I could still think of you as my boss a little? That still applies...", she told him.

"You're something else, aren't you?", he said.

"You could say that, yeah.", she said, leaning in more and kissing him.

"I fucking love you so much.", he said, stroking her cheek and the hair out of her face.

"I fucking love you too. So much.", she giggled and kissed him again.

"Maybe we should just stay in bed for a little while, I don't know if I can walk right now.", he laughed.

"You're tellin' me!", she agreed.

"Let's just take a nap.", he said.

"Yeah, I think that's a great idea.", she laughed.

She rolled over and he curled up behind her again, holding on but trying not to smother her. They fell asleep fast, both extremely exhausted from everything they'd just done. They couldn't help but feel completely satisfied with waking up next to each other when they finally opened their eyes. Knowing that they still had another day and a half up there brought some peace to them and they stayed in bed for most of that day.