Emily sat behind her desk whilst JJ was reading through yet another case file. She'd tallied it up to 24 cases they'd worked through since they started their one-to-one sessions and JJ had given her profile for these unsubs, nailing almost every one. JJ placed the file down and without asking questions began her profile. When she was done, Emily had a cocky smile on her face, JJ just looking at her a little confused.
"Another one bang on the mark, Jennifer. Maybe I should start giving you the harder ones to work on..." Emily tapped her chin, playing it up a bit for the blonde in front of her.
"Bring it on Professor." JJ quipped, looking just as cocky as Emily had seconds before. Emily dipped her hand into her draw, chucking the file onto the desk as it slid closer to the blonde. JJ took her time reading through until Emily watched the young woman's eyebrows furrow.
"Something wrong?" Emily asked.
"She had handcuff marks, and they estimated she'd been held captive for 6 days before she was killed. How do they estimate something like that?" JJ gave Emily an awkward smile.
"If you have handcuffs on for a short period of time, it might leave red marks, but the longer you leave them on it starts to bruise and cut into the skin. It's really quite unpleasant." Emily shrugged. JJ then raised an eyebrow at Emily, suspicious as to how Emily knew that exactly. Emily saw this and couldn't help but question the look on JJ's face. "What?"
"Sounds like you know from experience, Professor." JJ smirked. Emily desperately stuttered as she tried to come up with a response to the unexpected comment from the blonde. "Never pegged you for one to give up control." Emily breathed out heavily, her mouth opening and closing as she searched for something to say back to JJ. Giving her a weak smile, she huffed and finally gathered herself a little.
"Not everyone can be in control all of the time." Emily laughed, determined not to let the blonde get one over on her.
"I've never had a problem with it." JJ took her turn to shrug.
"Really? You've never given up control, not even once?" Emily squinted her eyes accusingly. JJ felt Emily's gaze boring into her very soul, a little intimidated by the look the brunette was giving her. It sent a shot of heat right through her, settling at the apex of her thighs.
"No, and I don't plan on anytime soon."
"Maybe that's your problem."
"I don't see how it's a problem though..."
"Giving up control can be just as pleasurable as being in control, Jennifer."
"Well, I probably would have if someone had taken the lead at least once." JJ let out a nervous laugh, her eyes darting down to the file in her hands as she tried to escape Emily's gaze.
"You need to relax, let someone take care of you for once."
"Is that an offer?"
Emily just stared at JJ, the arousal pooling between her legs threatening to make her lose control. Emily knew she was blushing, the heat she could feel from her cheeks told her that. Shifting in her seat, she kept her eyes on the blonde, who was desperately trying not to make eye contact with her. If only she had the guts to actually say something to JJ about her attraction towards her, maybe she'd be able to show JJ just how good it is to give up control. But that was totally unprofessional and wrong, wasn't it?
JJ let out a small cough, she herself didn't know if it was because of her ebbing arousal or because she felt a little awkward knowing Emily was staring at her so intently. The effort it took to not launch herself towards Emily was almost unbearable, maybe that last comment took things too far. She looked through her eyelashes to peek at Emily, seeing the very noticeable flush that had covered her face and partly exposed chest and couldn't help the smirk that broke out on her face. Emily started laughing at JJ's expression, knowing the blonde was feeling comfortable with what was said, and she had to get across her own positive reaction to the comment.
"She was also blindfolded." JJ tilted her head as she carried on reading.
"Yes, it was almost like the unsub was trying to do sensory deprivation with them." Emily suggested.
"Why would he do that though?" JJ queried.
"Sensory deprivation can be calming for some people, but it can also heighten sexual experiences. He might have been trying to get a better reaction out of the victims by blindfolding, gagging and tying them up."
"That's fucked up..." JJ breathed out.
"It is the way he did it, he didn't give them a chance to say no, Jennifer." Emily frowned. "It's not always bad, just the way he went about it was."
"What do you mean?" JJ asked.
"Sensory deprivation can be very arousing for some people. It's an incredibly erotic act, a lot of people enjoy it." Emily shared, watching JJ's eyes go wide. Emily couldn't help but laugh at the blonde's reaction, she knew the conversation needed lightening up a little and she was more than happy to do that.
"So, you'd be blindfolded, gagged and tied up if it meant the experience was better?" JJ asked again.
"Yes." Emily nodded. It was JJ's turn to stutter a response, breath hitching in her throat at the thought of having the brunette tied up and writhing underneath her as she awaited her touch. She swallowed hard, letting out a deep breath and looked at Emily. "Choking is also another one."
"What?" JJ choked out.
"Choking, it's another common erotic act that a lot of people enjoy." Emily smiled innocently.
"Jesus..." JJ husked; voice noticeably deeper as her arousal began to get the best of her. She could feel her underwear getting almost uncomfortably soaked, shifting in her seat as she tried to regain her composure.
"Erotic asphyxiation can make orgasms so much stronger. Just holding your breath as you approach and hit climax can heighten the sensations." Emily smirked at JJ, she enjoyed teasing the blonde slightly.
"You've tried it?"
"Yes. There is a noticeable difference when you do it. You should try it, just be careful, obviously." Emily suggested.
"Okay." JJ nodded, not knowing how else to respond to the suggestion from her professor. Quite honestly, she didn't trust any other words to come from her mouth, she was almost melting at the idea of having Emily's hand wrapped around her neck whilst she came, wondering just how much it would affect her.
Emily walked in through the doorway, JJ was sat in her seat at the back of the lecture hall, like every lesson. She couldn't help but notice just how tight her professors skirt was that day, accentuating every curve of her ass and hips, her long toned legs looking better than ever. Greeting her students, she got right to work talking about their next unit in the course. JJ was more distracted than usual; she wasn't completely sure why. Her gaze was totally focused on her brunette professor, the way she moved around the room, the way she commanded every person's attention and the way her ass look in that goddamn skirt.
"Miss Jareau?" Emily spoke loudly. JJ shook herself out of her trance on hearing her name.
"Sorry Professor." JJ rushed, knowing she'd been caught eyeing up her professor. Emily repeated her question that JJ had been too distracted to answer. "Sexual sadism refers to causing pain, humiliation, fear or some form of physical or mental harm to achieve sexual gratification." JJ rolled off as smoothly as she could, recovering herself quickly.
"Great, and what acts would be considered sadistic?" Emily asked.
"Restraining someone with ropes, chains or handcuffs, imprisonment, biting, spanking, whipping or beating." JJ swallowed hard as she spoke again, feeling slightly aroused at the thought of being tied up.
"Excellent. Now, not everyone is a sadist because they like the idea of tying or being tied up or getting spanked, I just want to clarify that. Most people like to experiment with these kinds of things, it's just human nature to be curious into what turns people on. Just because you like getting spanked doesn't mean you're going to turn into a sexually sadistic murderer." Emily stated, a light chuckle filled the room. Emily's eyes met JJ's, a small smirk crossed the brunette's face for a split second, disappearing before she got caught by any of the students.
"Excuse me professor?" a young brunette called Chelsea spoke from the front row.
"Yes?"
"Is Christian Grey a sexual sadist?"
"He's a fictional character, Chelsea." Emily laughed.
"I know, but would his character be considered a sadist because he likes to cause pain and suffering to his submissive." Chelsea reworded her question.
"He is a dominant, and yes I guess he could be classed as a sadist. He gets off on the fact that he is hurting his submissive, but it was a consensual agreement in that case." Emily reasoned her answer.
"Hmm, thank you Professor." Chelsea finished, JJ was intently watching the exchange between her professor and the other student, and she couldn't help but notice the slight pink tinge that had developed on Emily's cheeks.
"Has anyone else got any questions on sexual sadism, or anything else we've discussed today?" Emily cleared her throat as she finished her sentence. "No? Okay, well you know where I am if you guys need anything, but that's us done for this week. Enjoy your weekend!" Emily dismissed her class happily, a big smile on her face.
JJ hung back as she watched the rest of the students filter out into the hallway, telling her friends that she'd catch up with them soon, saying she needed to ask about their assignment. Taking her time packing her things away, she waited until it was just her and Emily left in the room.
"Professor?" JJ approached the brunette.
"Hi Jennifer." Emily smiled warmly at the young blonde, clearly happy to see her.
"Can I ask you a question?" JJ fiddled with her fingers nervously.
"Go ahead." Emily nodded.
"You said that not everyone is a sadist because they like to experiment with what makes them aroused, I dream about tying someone up and making them submit to my every need, are you sure that doesn't make me one?" JJ's mouth twisted into a nervous smile as she asked her question.
"You have to experiment with that kind of thing. You're obviously curious to find out what you like, you just need to find someone you trust to help you discover it." Emily shrugged slightly, a little taken back by JJ's question.
"I don't trust anyone enough to try, not anyone that would be willing to help me anyway." JJ let out a small laugh at how ridiculous she thought she sounded. Emily hoisted herself up onto the side of her desk, crossing her ankles, she looked at the blonde in front of her.
"Who would you trust Jennifer?" Emily asked innocently.
"You." JJ whispered; it was so quiet she almost didn't hear herself speak. She took a step forward, closing some of the distance between herself and the brunette sat on the desk.
"Sorry, I didn't hear that." Emily tilted her head.
"You."
"Jennifer..." Emily breathed out, breath catching in her throat as she took the chance to rake her eyes freely over JJ's form.
"Emily, can you help me?" JJ asked.
"Do you know how inappropriate this is Miss Jareau?" Emily tried to keep a straight face, not wanting to see how much the blonde's question had affected her.
"I know, but I can't help but believe you want it just as much as I do... you're visibly aroused, the flush covering your face and chest, your breathing is elevated, and you squeezed your thighs together when I asked you." JJ began to regain her confidence. "If you can honestly tell me that you don't want me to fuck you, then I will leave and go find someone else that can help me."
"I can't." Emily ducked her head, taking her own turn at fiddling nervously with her fingers. She took a second, before returning her eyes to JJ's now darkened blues. "I can't tell you that, because I want to be the one to fuck you..." JJ's mouth fell open slightly at the revelation, a little shocked that Emily wanted her. Her arousal was seeping through her underwear and was probably starting to ruin her pants. The thought of having Emily fuck her, dominate her and use her turned her on immensely, and she didn't quite know how to react.
Emily shimmied off the desk, standing confidently and straightening her skirt before stepping towards JJ. She closed the distance between them, grabbing JJ by the wrists and pulling her against her own body. JJ's breath hitched audibly at the feeling of Emily so close to her, eye's fluttering as she felt the brunette's breath against her cheek.
"You'll listen to me, Jennifer. I'm in charge here, not you. You'll be a good girl for me, and I might let you come." Emily husked into JJ's ear, a quiet moan falling from the blonde's mouth almost made her take JJ there and then.
"Yes Professor." JJ choked out.
"You like being called a good girl Jennifer?" Emily pulled back far enough to look deeply into JJ's eyes.
"Yes."
"I want you on your knees pretty girl." Emily ordered. JJ hesitated for just a second, then dropping to her knees in front of the brunette and looking upwards into brown eyes. The smile that was painted across Emily's face made her whimper, seeing how thrilled the brunette was that she had done what she was told made her want to do more to please her.
"Like this?" JJ spoke quietly, looking up with puppy dog eyes.
"Yes, so good Jennifer. Seeing you on your knees makes me want to do some dirty things to you, but I'm going to resist for now." Emily grinned. She circled where the blonde knelt before her, her fingers dropping to run through long curled locks before wrapping her hand firmly within them and giving a quick tug. The yelp that left JJ's mouth earned a low growl from Emily, only giving her another harder pull on the blonde hair gathered in her hand.
"Fuck, Emily..." JJ whimpered, head forced backwards to look into Emily's eyes again.
"Do you like me pulling your hair?" Emily asked.
"Yes Professor." JJ tried to nod but was limited by the tight hold on her hair. Emily crouched in front of JJ, hand releasing the curls and tracing round to her throat. Forming a perfect V with her hand, she slowly wrapped her fingers around JJ's neck, applying just enough pressure to the throbbing veins to make JJ's breath catch. She felt the vibrations against her hand as JJ moaned, and she wanted so badly to make JJ come right then. Emily grasped hold of JJ's arm, pulling her up so she was standing again, mere centimeters from where she was.
"Come here beautiful." Emily ordered. JJ stepped into the brunette's open arms willingly, not wanting to disobey her professor in the slight fear that she would get punished. Emily moved her hands to JJ's waist and pushed her backwards until she was sandwiched between herself and the wooden desk. "Up." JJ felt Emily's hands just below her ass, helping her hoist herself up onto the side of the surface, her legs falling just open enough to invite Emily to stand between them.
"Are you going to fuck me, Professor?" JJ asked quietly, voice low and raspy from the arousal coursing through her entire being.
"Is that what you want Jennifer? Do you want me to fuck you?" Emily cocked an eyebrow.
"Yes."
"How do you want me to fuck you?"
"I- uh, I don't know Emily."
"Do you want my fingers inside of you or do you want my mouth sucking on your clit? Or do you want both?" Emily's eyes glistened at the thought of burying her head between JJ's legs, finally getting a taste of the young blonde like she'd been craving for months.
"Jesus... both. I want both." JJ whimpered. Emily flicked the button on JJ's jeans and wrapped her fingers in the waistband to start to pull them down. JJ lifted her hips, attempting to help the brunette, but they were off within seconds, along with her underwear as she sat her bare ass back down on the cool wood.
"Spread your legs for me Jennifer." Emily commanded. JJ complied immediately, opening herself up for her professor, whose eyes lit up at the sight of how wet JJ had become. "Look how wet you are for me. Such a good girl."
"Please Emily." JJ whined, wriggling on the surface in an attempt to gain some relief. Emily slapped the inside of JJ's thigh lightly, a small warning not to disobey her.
"How badly do you want this?" Emily teased, knowing she was already pushing the blonde to her limits.
"So bad, please Emily." JJ begged.
"You can do better than that Jennifer." Emily rolled her eyes, positioning herself comfortably between JJ's legs. She inhaled deeply, the scent of JJ's arousal hitting her instantly making her eyes flutter shut. She needed to control herself, everything about JJ, what she looked like and how she was reacting almost made Emily abandon the teasing of the blonde.
"Emily, fuck me. I want to feel you inside of me, I want to come on your tongue. Please, I'll do anything, please." JJ pleaded, eyes glistening as she watched Emily between her legs. She'd never been one for giving up control, but she would do anything to make Emily put her tongue on her.
"You'll do anything huh? Well, who am I to deny such a good girl the pleasure of an orgasm?" Emily smirked, tongue darting out once she'd finished talking to take her first taste of JJ. JJ's hips rocked forwards, finally getting the contact she wanted, no, needed.
"Shit, more, please give me more." JJ groaned. Emily didn't deny her that either, dropping her fingers to trace through soaked folds as her tongue resumed teasing swipes over JJ's clit. It really wouldn't take long to tip JJ over the edge, the way she was thrusting her hips upwards into Emily's mouth was telling her that. Emily wrapped soft lips around the bundle of nerves, sucking hard and finally pushing her fingers into JJ and setting a ruthless pace.
"I'm going to come Emily, please don't stop." JJ begged once more, feeling the prickling heat on her skin as she inched closer and closer to climax. She let out a strangled scream as Emily curled her fingers, pushing her over the edge and straight into pleasure.
"JJ!" Penelope shouted, throwing a pillow at her from her bed.
"Shit!" JJ shot upright as the item connected with her head. "What?!"
"You were screaming! I thought you were having nightmare." Penelope's face was full of concern.
"Oh, uh- yeah I was having a nightmare." JJ breathed out heavily. Fuck sakes, she thought. It wasn't the first time she'd had an inappropriate dream about her professor, but this was the furthest it had gone into sex so far, and she was furious that Penelope had woken her up.
"Do you wanna talk about it?" Penelope asked sweetly.
"No, it's all good. What time is it?" JJ frantically shook her head, then looking around to the bedside table to find her alarm clock.
"You were thrashing around; I think it fell on the floor. It's 5am." Penelope informed her.
"Great. I'm gonna go for a run." JJ slipped out of bed, walking towards her drawers to gather her things before disappearing into their bathroom.
"That was weird." Penelope whispered to herself, shifting comfortably in her bed so she could try and get back to sleep.
JJ returned after an hour, showered and stood in front of her closet searching for an outfit. She had a lesson with Emily and then a one-to-one straight after, and she wanted to look nice.
"Jayje?" Penelope rose slowly from her slumber, rubbing her eyes as she continued to wake.
"P?" JJ returned.
"What are you doing?" Penelope asked.
"I can't find anything to wear!" JJ groaned.
"Just wear jeans and a tee." Penelope flopped back on her bed, letting out a loud sigh.
"I want to look nice for Emily! I always wear jeans and a shirt; I want to do something different." JJ huffed in annoyance, grabbing a dress from her closet and holding it up against herself as she looked in the mirror.
"You want to look nice for Emily?" Penelope sat up again at this news, smirking wildly at her friend.
"Crap, I didn't mean that. I just- Uh! I always look the same, I just wanted to try something different for once, so I don't fit in with the rest of the crowd." JJ explained.
"Jayje, you always stick out because you are absolutely stunning, whatever you wear. What's changed?" Penelope shuffled over to where JJ was stood, peering into the mirror.
"I thought maybe if I wore something I normally wouldn't..."
"Then Emily would take notice." Pen interrupted JJ, finishing her sentence before she had a chance.
"Eh, I guess so." JJ shrugged. Penelope smiled brightly at her, going straight to her closet and rifling through the dresses and shirts that were hung in there. Her eyes lit up when she came across one she'd never seen before.
"Okay, something like this?" Penelope held up the navy blue and white polka dot summer dress. It had short sleeves and a knee length skater skirt that cinched in slightly at the waist.
"Yes! Oh my god, why haven't I worn this yet?!" JJ grasped a hold of the dress in her hands, tugging it from the hanger.
"It's almost winter." Penelope laughed. "If you wore this with some pantyhose and maybe those black ankle boots, you would look amazing."
"I love you P, thank you so much!" JJ squealed, jumping on the spot before she turned to get her outfit together.
"I love you too Jayje." Penelope chuckled at her best friend's newfound excitement.
Black boots clicked on the wooden floors of the hallway as she walked to her lesson with Professor Prentiss. She was feeling fiercely confident in her dress, it was totally unlike her, and she loved it.
"Hot damn, Jayje!" Derek's wolf whistle from the end of the hallway caught her attention, turning to watch him jog the rest of the distance between them.
"You like?" JJ grasped the hem of her dress and did a little twirl in front of him.
"You look hot!" Derek chuckled, eyes widening at the sight of the blonde.
"Don't let Pen hear you say that she'll get jealous!" JJ joked.
"Pshhh, she'll be fine. She probably thought you looked hot too!" Derek chortled, a hand coming up to JJ's back to guide her into their class.
"Yeah, she did." JJ sniped back, a cheeky grin covering her mouth.
"So, is there an occasion?" Derek questioned.
"Nope, just wanted to do something different for a change." JJ shrugged, stepping through the doorway and making her way up to their seats.
"It's a good look on you Jayje, you're coming across very confident, it suits you." Derek grinned.
"Why thank you." JJ's eyes lit up. "I feel good, sexy even."
"So you should. Come on, let's get this over and done with." Derek chuckled, guiding her the rest of the way to their seats.
"Good morning guys!" Emily beamed as she strutted in, dropping her papers on the desk and turning to face the room. "As you all know, winter exams are fast approaching so we are going to start studying. I've taken the liberty of putting together a book for you guys with everything summed up inside, hopefully it'll make it a little easier." Emily scanned the room, eyes landing on JJ just as the blonde was about to sit down in her seat. JJ's eyes met dark brown, watching them glisten at the sight, a small smirk covering her face. JJ did a little curtsy before sitting down, giving her professor a wink and matching smirk as she saw the brunette blush.
"Shit, I hate exams." Derek groaned quietly.
"Oh, they're not that bad." Spencer spoke up from beside JJ.
"You don't forget anything, it's easy for you boy wonder." JJ chimed in, smiling at the young man.
"Hey! I might have an eidetic memory but that doesn't make everything easy for me." Spencer frowned at the comment.
"I was only joking Spence, sorry." JJ gave him an apologetic smile. Emily was approaching their row and she tried her hardest to hide the blush that was starting to fill her cheeks at the memory of her dream.
"It's okay JJ, I am always happy to help you guys study." Spencer offered.
"Really? What about one night a week we have a study session in our dorm, we can get takeout and just get stuff done." JJ pondered.
"Sounds good to me Jayje." Derek nodded, she looked at Spencer seeing him nod too.
"Awesome. It's a date." JJ smiled. Emily's gaze shot to JJ, having been focused on the stack of papers in her hands. She stood there, a little gobsmacked hearing that JJ had mentioned a date with Spencer.
"You okay there Professor?" Derek chimed up, watching the glare she had given his blonde friend. She visibly shook herself out of her trance, nodding and turning to the young man.
"Wonderful. Here." she dropped three booklets harshly on JJ's desk, turning quickly and making her way back to the front of the room.
"What was that about?" Spencer whispered.
"I don't know. She looked really pissed." Derek raised an eyebrow at JJ.
"Hmm, I don't know. I'll see what happens in my one-to-one..." JJ shrugged, trying to think of a reason as to why Emily would suddenly look so mad at her.