So I wrote this because I was bored during Ethics class, I hope you like the first chapter. I'm not quite sure how much more will follow, but I will try my best.
I have to say that English isn't my first language, so please don't be too hard on my vocabulary and grammar, nevertheless I would appreciate if you give me some advice on how to make a better story.
The story is rated T but some chapters will for sure get a little hotter and will be rated M. I will tell you when things get a little more dirty though. Enjoy!
"No way! You've got to be kidding me? I mean, yeah, I know I am the youngest on the team, but that I consider an assault!" laughed the blonde media liaison of the BAU team and crossed her arms in front of her chest, pretending to pout. Everybody else around her laughed. "Yes my dear, he thought you were shadowing Emily, to learn how to be a profiler." Penelope Garcia the technical analyst smirked at her blonde and blue eyed friend. The whole team was sitting in a bar. They had done that a lot lately, going out for a couple of drinks and some dancing. The team had more than just a work relationship, they've become a family. A family Jennifer Jareau appreciated, she loved them a lot and didn't know what she would do without the always listening ear of Penelope and the advices Aaron Hotchner, the teams unit chief, always gave her. JJ heard her favourite song playing, grabbed a hand, not knowing whose it was and she didn't care either, and dragged that person on the dance floor.
Emily Prentiss hated dancing in crowded clubs. She hated dancing in general. She felt awkward moving her hips to the sound of main stream music, it just wasn't her. She was a nerd and would always stay one. But when the blonde woman grabbed her hand she was too surprised to react and let herself being pulled on the dance floor. The brunette was standing there feeling eyed by the people around her, she couldn't move a muscle in her body.
While the younger woman was slowly moving her hips so the song, JJ looked up and saw the expression on Emily's face, she couldn't help but to smile. Willing to teach the older woman how to use her well trained body she put her hands on her hips, helping her to move to the sound.
Emily slowly started to move to the direction JJ's hands were telling her to. She looked at the young woman's face, seeing a smile appearing on her lips, as if she was pleased with her work.
JJ was enjoying the song, she knew she was smiling, but she couldn't help it. She thought about that always perfect and calm woman she was working with, not knowing what to do now on a casual night like this, dancing with a friend. She opened her eyes and realized brown eyes looking at her. She grinned, leaned a little closer and whispered in the other woman's ear "Look over your right shoulder."
Emily was confused, but did as she was told. There were two men standing at the edge of the dance floor literally starring at the two women. She had to smile. "You think they're enjoying what they're seeing?"
JJ laughed, she moved closer to Emily. Well then let's give them a little something to be fantasising about. The younger woman looked into the dark brown eyes that were still focused on her blue ones, she blinked letting the woman know what she was planning on doing. The older woman nodded and kept moving her body seductively. JJ pulled Emily even closer and could now feel, the other woman's hot skin brushing against hers. The brunette didn't seem to care; she kept on moving to the same rhythm as the blonde ones. She never noticed how intense the other agent's eyes were. JJ never would have thought about doing what she then did. She leaned her head forward and whispered "You have beautiful eyes, you know that?"
Emily felt a shiver going down her spine. She didn't know what to do but to pull away from the other woman. She was confused. No one ever, not even a man, had ever said something like that to her. JJ made her feel good, not like the usual ugly duckling she was.
The second after JJ finished the last word she immediately regretted her actions, when she felt the other woman backing off. The younger agent looked down, but then felt a warm breath on her neck. "Yours are pretty seductive too." Emily giggled, squeezed her hand and headed back to the table, leaving the blonde agent standing alone and confused on the dance floor.
As Emily passed the two men they were dancing for, she heard disappointing mumble. You wish guys. She thought and sat down next to the oldest of the team, agent David Rossi. "What was going on between you guys there?" asked the dark and handsome agent. "Oh that," Emily laughed, "You see those guys standing there?" Emily pointed at the two men, Morgan following her eyes. "Yes I do. What about them?" "They were starring at us, and we thought about giving them a better reason to stare." Morgan bit on his knuckles "Ouh, you're evil." Everybody on the table laughed.
JJ also went back to the table and saw the brunette smiling at her. Oh good she knew it was just another attempt to make them fantasise. She thought and was relieved. The next time she was going to watch her gestures, but even though JJ felt weird about admitting that, she liked dancing like that with the older woman. When their bodies touched she felt a tingle in her stomach. She had had that tingle before, when she was a teenager and met her first, and she sighted, last love. But that was a long time ago and the blue eyed woman has never felt something like that since then. Sure, she had dates and too less of them, and some lovers. But that was mostly about sex and comfort. "You okay?" that question pulled JJ away from her thoughts and she felt a hand on her shoulder. Morgan the dark skinned profiler was looking at her. He was indeed a sexy man, especially with that smile on his face, but he was everything but her type. "Yes, I'm fine thanks. I was just lost in my thoughts." She squeezed his arm and gave him a smile.
Emily Prentiss wasn't sure what had happened on the dance floor, but she just played along having fun teasing the men. She looked at her watch; it was 2:30 in the morning. Good thing we have the day off tomorrow. She thought. It was their first day off within three months. They were all exhausted, but still decided to go to the club, to have some fun. She felt butterflies in her stomach when a hand wrapped around her waist quickly followed by the second one and a warm breath at her neck. She knew exactly who that was, because only with one person she was that close. It wasn't entirely true, but the other blonde woman wasn't the cuddly type. "I need some love. Nobody here loves me, they're all making fun of me!" the young woman complained in a childish tone. Emily had to laugh. "Oh no! How could they?" JJ pinched the female profiler in her side causing her to jump. "Hey! Don't tickle me I am a 100% on your side here." The younger woman rolled her eyes, "Yeah right." Emily laughed again. "You're working for the FBI agent Jareau; you should be able to cope with a little mocking under friends." "Just because I am an FBI agent doesn't mean I don't need love once in a while." The brunette turned around and gave JJ a big hug. The older woman looked deeply into JJ's bright blue eyes. After a few seconds she asked "Is that enough love for the next couple of days?" The younger woman smiled. "Yes for now it's enough I might come back for some extra hugs later." She joked. Was the blonde woman flirting with her? No that wouldn't make any sense they were just friends and they enjoyed each other's company that was all. Emily found herself in her apartment at 5 in the morning. That was a hell of a night. JJ made her dance several times yet that night and Emily got more and more comfortable. She had to smile to herself, what was it about the young blonde agent that made her feel so good? She didn't know, but she was happy that she had a person like that in her life.
When JJ was home it was getting light already. She looked at her alarm clock; 6:30 in the morning. She wasn't out that long since she was 19. She giggled, you're one hell of a chick agent Jareau. I didn't take her long to fall asleep.
She heard an annoying sound, which distracted her from the dream she had. "Ugh! What the hell?" she mumbled. It took her about 10 minutes to realize it was her alarm clock. She pushed the turn-off button and got out of bed. Her head was throbbing. She recalled last night and remembered all the drinks she had. Too much drinks she knew now. When she got into her kitchen she sat down at her table to overcome her dizziness she suddenly felt. After her head was clear again, JJ decided she needed some coffee.