Emily woke first the next morning, the sound of rain pattering lightly on the large window in her room made her smile. Emily loved the rain, there was something so incredibly peaceful and soothing about the noise it made when it poured. She laid there for a few minutes, listening to the rain and the almost silent snores from the blonde who was wrapped around her. She noticed that the young woman's hand was covering her breast under her shirt, and it instantly sent heat flooding between her legs. She felt fingers twitch, her nipple hardening at the slight movement, biting back the moan threatening to escape her throat.
Emily was thrilled when JJ said she wanted to spend the day with her the previous night. She had planned to ask JJ out on a real date sometime soon but didn't want it to be a typical 'adult' affair. She hated those, they made her anxious and like she was putting on a show. She wanted to be able to take JJ to her favourite places, maybe go and see a movie and take JJ to get dessert afterwards, or even turn the blonde into her dessert, she wasn't too picky about that last idea.
She felt JJ stir against her again, the hand on her breast squeezing slightly, the low moan fell from her mouth before she had a chance to stop it this time. The next thing she felt was soft lips on the nape of her neck, ghosting kisses across the sensitive flesh and the fingers brushing against her tight nipple, tugging just enough to gain a reaction from the brunette.
"Jen..." Emily moaned the blondes name, teeth grazing over where lips had just kissed, nipping slightly at the prickled skin.
"Good morning Emily." JJ husked; voice still full of sleep.
"That feels so good." Emily groaned, hand still playing with hot flesh.
"Hmm, I can imagine." JJ kissed her cloth covered shoulder, really wishing they were both naked. "I wonder what else would feel really good." JJ's hand left Emily's breast, leaving a teasing trail down her toned stomach and resting just above the lace waistband of her panties.
"Please..." Emily pushed her ass back into the blonde. JJ's breath hitched, Emily's ass grinding back into her sent heat straight to the apex of her thighs. JJ let her fingers trail lower, covering just where Emily's clit was through the lace and gave a small amount of pressure. Emily's hips rocked further into her touch, the whimper that came from her lips almost made her push the lace to one side and take what she wanted.
"Do you always wake up this horny, Emily?" JJ smirked against her shoulder, lithe fingers dipping below the waistband and finding the swollen bundle of nerves again.
"Only when you're next to me." Emily choked out, gasping when JJ started to circle her clit.
"Good to know." JJ's fingers slipped further through soaked folds and teased Emily's entrance.
"Fuck!" Emily moaned loudly, hips thrusting forwards at the contact. She was getting really into it, finally feeling JJ's hands on her after spending far too long wanting exactly this. That was until, her phone started vibrating on her bedside table.
"Leave it." JJ ordered, removing her fingers from the brunette's panties and circling the pulsing bundle through lace again.
"I can't- It's the BAU." Emily struggled to get out, the slow and torturous way in which JJ was teasing her made her breathless. She reached over, picking up the offending device and clicked the answer call button.
"Prentiss." she spoke firmly, still conscious that JJ's fingers were still moving against of her. JJ could just about make out the conversation that was happening, and it didn't sound good by Emily's responses.
"But why do you need me there?" she furrowed her brow at the request from Rossi.
"We need you to help build a profile." Rossi's voice garbled through the speaker.
"Dave, I'm a bit busy right now." Emily breathed heavily.
"I'm sure you are – see you in an hour Emily." he ended the call abruptly.
"There go my plans for today." JJ groaned. JJ pulled her hand away from Emily, hearing the protesting whine when she did so.
"And they were?" Emily turned on her side to look at the blonde for the first time that morning.
"Fucking you six ways to Sunday." JJ grinned like an idiot, Emily's hand coming up and playfully hitting her chest.
"Later. God, I really don't want to go there today." Emily complained. "Wait, I have an idea." she pulled her phone from where she'd shoved it under the pillow, tapping furiously on the screen as she composed her message.
EP: It's Saturday morning, you better have good coffee there.
Rossi: Eh, it's good enough.
EP: Can I bring Jennifer with me?
Rossi: The more the merrier. Hurry up and get your ass here.
EP: Yes boss.
JJ watched the expressions on Emily's face as she had a text conversation with Rossi. They made her smile, and then the last one made her laugh.
"What?" Emily looked up from the screen.
"You're so expressive, I love it." JJ giggled.
"Come on milady, we're going out." Emily tapped JJ's shoulder, JJ smiling at the new nickname.
"What? Where?" JJ questioned.
"BAU. You've been invited." Emily grinned.
"I've been invited?!" JJ gasped, sitting bolt upright at the news.
"By Rossi himself. Get that pretty little ass in shower, we can finish what you started when we get back." Emily's eyes darkened at the thought, wishing they had more time to pick up where they'd left off.
"You coming?" JJ swung her legs out from under the covers and stood at the foot of the bed.
"I don't think that's wise; we'd never get there on time. I'll shower down the hall." Emily moved to follow the blonde's actions, reluctantly getting out of the warm sheets.
"Oh, I didn't know that badass Prentiss was such a nerd..." JJ looked down at the shirt, holding the hem to stretch the material out slightly. It was an old Star Wars tee, and JJ recognised it from the last time she stayed at Emily's. She quickly stripped out of the t-shirt, Emily's eyes instantly going to her breasts and then back to her face, eyes having darkened at the thoughts swirling in her head.
"I am not a nerd." Emily raised an eyebrow.
"So are. See you in a minute." JJ winked, disappearing into the ensuite bathroom.
"God, that girl is going to be the death of me." Emily murmured to herself, stripping her own clothing off and making her way down the hall into the other bathroom.
As hilarious as Emily thought it'd be, taking JJ to Quantico in her costume from the night before, she didn't want to give her future teammates anything to tease her about. So, she gave JJ one of her Ralph Lauren shirts and some black jeans to wear into the office, dressing herself in tight black slacks and a navy-blue blouse. Clipping her holster to her belt, she grabbed the rest of her belongings and waited patiently for JJ to pull on the black boots she lent her.
"Ready?" Emily asked, watching the blonde stand up again.
"I think so." JJ smiled nervously.
"You're going to be fine babe. They already like you." Emily chuckled lightly, her arm wrapping around JJ's waist and pulling her in for a chaste kiss.
"I hope so." JJ gave Emily a weak smile.
Grabbing two coffees and an assortment of breakfast items on the way, they eventually got to Quantico, JJ was allowed in a lot quicker than last time thanks to security already knowing who she was. With her visitor's badge attached firmly to the pocket of the baby blue shirt she'd borrowed from Emily, they travelled in the elevator up to the BAU office. Elle met them off the elevator, dressed in her casual weekend clothes with her leather shoulder holster strapped firmly to her upper body.
"Hey guys, just heading over to the county coroner, shouldn't be long." she spoke quickly, ducking through the doors as they exited and pressed the button. Emily gave JJ a knowing look, walking to the glass doors and waving JJ through.
"Prentiss, did you get lost?" Rossi piped up from the upper level, walking quickly from his office and towards the conference room.
"Sorry sir, traffic." Emily informed him, matching his pace and following him into the room. She stood in the doorway a little confused when she also saw Hotch there.
"Aaron, what are you doing here?" Emily asked.
"All hands on deck. It's not good Emily." Hotch signalled for her to take a seat. JJ stood awkwardly just to the side of the entrance into the room, not knowing what to do.
"Jen." Emily called out.
"Yep?" JJ poked her head round the wooden doorframe.
"You can come in, just don't discuss anything that happens in the room with anyone outside of this office." Emily smiled, pulling out the chair next to her.
"Hello JJ." Hotch stood up straight, a little confused as to why one of his students was there.
"Rossi said I could bring her along." Emily shrugged, answering his unspoken question.
"Great, you're finally here." Gideon entered the room at a quick pace, standing in front of the board.
"Sorry Sir, I got a little held up." Emily apologised, "What's going on?"
"The case I sent you two days ago; you've read it?" Gideon asked.
"Yes, we both have." Emily looked over at JJ.
"Great. We've got another victim, Officer Amelia Jackson was shot and killed near a café whilst on patrol duties. He's escalating, his next killing shouldn't have been for another week." Gideon revealed.
"He knows there's FBI involvement." Hotch chimed in.
"Clearly, we've lit a fire under his ass." Rossi nodded in agreement.
"We need a working profile ASAP. He's become unpredictable, and we do not need more victims on our hands." Gideon turned to face the board. "The victimology is blonde, young females between the ages of 20 and 30. They're all relatively new officers to Metro PD. We need to let PD know so they can warn the officers that fit that description."
"He's a cop killer?" JJ whispered to Emily, who just nodded.
"Coffee ladies?" Rossi asked. JJ and Emily both accepted as Emily dug into the updated file. It wasn't long before JJ was reading over her shoulder, taking in all the new details that had surfaced over the last 36 hours.
"The same officer responded to the 9-1-1 calls." JJ noticed.
"You're right. Have we got any background on this guy?" Emily looked up at Gideon.
"James Mitchell? He's ex-army, discharged on medical grounds. He's been with Metro for nine years, spotless record and one of the highest arrest numbers in his precinct." Gideon rolled off the information they had gathered on the officer.
"Hmm, have we ruled him out as a suspect?" Emily asked.
"Yes, GPS places him outside of the crime scene areas when the killings happened. He just happened to be in the area when they were called in."
"It's easy to tamper with the GPS trackers on the cruisers." Emily raised an eyebrow. "Can we have a tech analyst check it?"
"We haven't got one attached to the BAU currently, last one left after a pretty horrendous case." Rossi informed them.
"What's Penelope doing today?" Emily turned to look at JJ again.
"Umm, I'm not sure." JJ looked at Emily, a slightly confused expression covered her face. "Why?"
"Give her a call, see if Derek can bring her over here." Emily shrugged.
"Penelope?" Hotch asked.
"She's JJ's best friend, a technical genius if you ask me." Emily smiled.
"Hmm, we shouldn't be bringing people in from outside Prentiss." Gideon looked at her suspiciously.
"Gideon, JJ has been reading worse case files than this for months, and I've briefed her on a lot of my undercover work. Unofficially, she has a higher security clearance than you and Rossi combined. And you brought Hotch in to help, why not add one more." Emily divulged. "Trust me on this Jason, please."
"Fine. I'll get the necessary paperwork together for their debrief when this is over. This is a one-time thing Prentiss." he nodded, disappearing from the room in a flash.
Two hours flew by, and they had a pretty good working profile on the unsub. Elle had returned from the coroner's office, giving her best effort to help with the profile.
"Pen's here." JJ looked up from her phone screen.
"I'll head down and get her." Rossi piped up, leaving his seat and heading out of the room.
"He's a white male, between the age of 30 and 40. He doesn't appear to be threatening, if he has been able to get this close to cops without alerting them then he may be a cop himself." Emily concluded. It wasn't the best profile, but until they had more information, they couldn't do much better. Just as she was about to talk again, Penelope entered the room, followed by Rossi.
"Jayje, what am I doing here?" Penelope looked a little fearful as to why she was in the BAU office.
"They need your help tracking the officer who responded to the crime scenes. Emily thinks he screwed with the GPS on his cruiser." JJ explained.
"Surely there's a whole team of people that can help with that?" Penelope asked.
"None are available, and your hacking skills probably outdo most of the techs in this building." Emily smiled warmly at the blonde, trying to comfort her.
"Okay. Just tell me what you need, and I'll do what I can." Penelope nodded, folding her arms closer to her chest.
"You will have full access to our network on this-" he pointed towards the laptop on the table. She circled the wooden furniture, taking a seat in front of the device. "You do know what you're doing, don't you?"
"Yes, Sir." Penelope nodded as she began to type away furiously, getting straight to work.
"Very well." Gideon nodded, turning his attention to the board again. JJ found Gideon a little odd, but he was very good at his job, very thorough. It's the way he would just stand and stare at the board, as if hoping for something to hit him out of nowhere.
"Ding ding, Officer Mitchell is a naughty boy." Penelope spoke up.
"What did you find?" Emily leaned over to look at the screen.
"He did mess with the GPS system on his cruiser, but I tracked his phone instead. Shows him at each crime scene at the time of the murder. The 9-1-1 calls came from his phone." Penelope revealed, a confident tone to her voice.
"He's got Hero Syndrome." Emily let out a breathy laugh, shaking her head in disgust.
"What's that?" Penelope asked.
"Hero syndrome is a phenomenon affecting people who seek heroism or recognition, usually by creating a desperate situation that they can resolve." JJ rattled off. Gideon, Rossi and Hotch all turned to look at the young blonde, awestruck expressions on each of their faces. JJ was busy looking down at her hands, only looking up because of the sudden silence. "What?"
"Impressive." Gideon nodded, turning back to that goddamn board.
"He'll have a great need for praise and respect. It makes him look like a hero, calling these shootings in and trying to 'save' them, when he was most likely the one that fired at them. He'll be confident, overly cocky, even if things go wrong for him. He's also probably a paranoid narcissist." JJ rolled off the addition to their profile.
"How old is she?" Rossi looked at JJ and then at Emily.
"21 next month." JJ piped up.
"Hmm." Rossi hummed, trying to look restacking the files, fiddling with loose papers.
"Why?" Emily scrunched her face a little, giving him a suspicious look.
"We've got an apprenticeship position here this year, gotta be 21 to apply though." Rossi shrugged.
"Can you make an exception for her?" Emily raised an eyebrow.
"I don't see why not." Rossi smiled, his hand pulling a small file from the bottom of the pile. "Here, fill out this form. You should know by end of next week."
"Thank you, Agent Rossi." JJ grinned like an idiot at the older man. Emily nudged her slightly with her shoulder, giving her an equally excited look.
"Where's Elle?" Emily asked, only just noticing that the young brunette wasn't in the room.
"There was a visitor downstairs, an officer from Metro with the evidence from the last vic." Hotch spoke.
"Hmm." she nodded, "Coffee break?" she stood and walked to the door.
"I'll come with." JJ stood to join the brunette.
"Jen! Get Rossi now!" Emily shouted at JJ, who had walked out to see a tall guy holding a knife to Elle's throat.
"Rossi, there's a guy out there-" JJ rushed, her eyes wide in fear as she tried to speak to the older agent. Rossi darted out of the door, followed by Hotch and Gideon, just in time to see Officer Mitchell hold a gun up to Emily. Rossi and Gideon instantly withdrew their weapons from holsters, aiming at Mitchell and Elle.
"You're a cop. You know this isn't going to end well." Rossi raised his voice, taking slow steps towards the officer.
"You're standing in the middle of the FBI." Hotch spoke next, having withdrawn his weapon as well, stepping from the conference room with JJ next to him.
"You think I'm afraid of the FBI?" Officer Mitchell spat furiously.
"I know how this is gonna end, and so do you." Gideon chimed in, walking slowly around the desks.
"I'm a decorated officer." Mitchell shouted.
"That's right. And this is not how you want to be remembered." Rossi tried to diffuse the situation.
"You'll shoot me the first chance you get; do you really think I'm going to surrender?" Mitchell had an evil smile painted across his mouth, and it made JJ feel instantly sick. She wished at that moment she had a weapon, maybe that would've made him surrender. She watched the hand holding the gun at Emily shake, and the hand holding the knife close to Elle tighten. Elle took a deep breath in, wincing when the knife cut into her skin slightly.
"You're in control here. It's your choice James, do you really want to go out this way?" JJ spoke up, voice shaking with nerves and fear as she approached the steps down into the bullpen.
"Jen." Emily whispered when she heard the blonde's voice.
"The best minds in the FBI. You can't stop me, little girl, you don't even have a weapon." he scoffed angrily at JJ.
"JJ get back." Hotch warned.
"You're right, I don't." JJ shrugged, still approaching him slowly. "I'm not part of the FBI, I'm a college kid. You'd get more publicity shooting me than you would one of these guys."
"You've got that right." he growled, moving his aim from Emily to JJ.
"Put the gun down Mitchell." Rossi shouted.
"Jennifer!" Emily whimpered, fear turning her stomach at the sight of JJ being held at gunpoint. She moved slowly, unclipping her gun from the holster on her hip and moving backwards. She managed to keep her gun concealed from his view.
"James, you don't want to do this. It's not worth it." JJ held her hands up, "Just let Agent Greenaway go, and we can talk."
"You look like that fucking bitch." Mitchell mumbled, shaking his head.
"I look like who, James?" JJ asked, she hoped if she kept using his name it might start wearing him down.
"Sancha, my ex-girlfriend. She cheated on me." Mitchell revealed.
"I'm sorry that happened to you James, you didn't deserve to be treated that way." JJ gave him a sympathetic smile, stepping closer to him and looked at Elle. The young brunette looked at her like she was crazy, and for a moment JJ questioned what the hell she was doing.
"I'm a good guy, I help people." Mitchell's voice completely changed, his tone sounding sad.
"I know you are, I read your file. You saved a family from an armed robber three months ago; you got a commendation for it didn't you?" JJ tilted her head in question. Mitchell nodded.
"What did I do to deserve the love of my life treating me that way?" he shook his head again. He seemed less agitated, still angry but he had softened when JJ had begun to speak to him.
"I would never do that to you, if I was lucky enough to date you." JJ gave him a warm smile, glancing over at Emily and seeing the pleading look she gave her.
"Really?" Mitchell faltered, gun dropping to his side and knife pulling away from Elle's throat. Elle took the chance to fight out of his arm, forcing him backwards with her body and slipping from his grip. He lifted the gun again. "You're lying. You're a bitch! You're just like the rest of them." His finger wrapped around the trigger, but before he had a chance to engage, Emily shot him between the eyes.
Mitchell's lifeless body crumpled to the floor; JJ gasped loudly at the sight before her. He fell on his back, and the blood started seeping out of the wound and pooled around his head.
"Jennifer!" Emily grabbed a hold of JJ's wrist and pulled her towards her. Elle dropped to her knees, checking Mitchell's pulse, even though he was very clearly dead.
"He's gone." Elle alerted the room.
"What the hell were you thinking JJ?!" Rossi thundered, rushing over to where the three women now stood.
"I read that trying to sympathise with a hostage taker can distract them, giving a chance for people to get to safety." JJ tried to explain.
"Do you know how dangerous that was?!" Emily scolded the blonde.
"I'm sorry. But it worked." JJ tried to shrug off the seriousness of the situation.
"She's right." Gideon spoke up. "It was stupid, but you saved both Greenaway and Prentiss."
"Don't you ever do that again." Emily fumed.
"Does this affect my apprenticeship application?" JJ turned to Rossi.
"No. But I swear to God if you pull that crap again, I'll kick your ass outta the door myself." Rossi informed her. JJ nodded in agreement.
"Are you okay?" Emily asked in a hushed tone, the other agents busying themselves with clearing the area and calling the necessary people.
"I'm fine. Are you okay?" JJ looked frantically up and down Emily's form, making sure the brunette wasn't hurt at all.
"I am so mad at you Jennifer. That was possibly the most dangerous and stupid thing you've ever done!" Emily hissed.
"I saw his gun pointed at you and I panicked. He could've killed you, Emily." JJ breathed out.
"He could've killed you, Jen!" Emily snapped. She took a deep breath, attempting to regain her composure. "I could've lost you; I've never been so scared in my life."
"I was scared too, I'm sorry I didn't think before I acted." JJ apologised.
"Is Pen still in the conference room?" Emily asked, looking up to the closed door. JJ nodded, Emily taking her hand and pulling her in that direction. She opened the door and let JJ in first, closing the door behind her once she walked in.
"Jayje! Are you completely stupid?!" Penelope took her turn to scold her friend.
"It worked though!" JJ threw her hands in the air.
"Rossi and I are going to debrief the two of you, and then I will take you back to campus." Emily concluded, waving the older man into the room from the window. An hour quickly flew by, wrapping up the final details of the case and debriefing the two students before Emily took them back to their room. Penelope jumped out of the back of the range rover and straight into the arms of Derek. Emily exited the vehicle, circling round to open JJ's door.
"Do you need me to do anything before I go?" Emily asked.
"Um, I don't know..." JJ trailed off, voice quieter than usual.
"Hey, what's going on in that pretty little head?" Emily's hand cupped JJ's chin, bringing her head up to their eyes met.
"He's definitely dead, isn't he?" JJ asked quietly.
"Yes. There's not many people that would survive a bullet between the eyes Jennifer." Emily smiled weakly.
"How do you deal with it?"
"Everyone has their own way."
"What if I can't deal with it? I can't join the BAU if I can't get over someone being shot in front of me." JJ rushed, getting upset at the thought.
"Hey, calm down. It just happened Jen, you need to give yourself some time to process it, okay? I will be here the whole time, I promise." Emily spoke softly, calming the blonde in front of her.
"Jayje, are you coming up?" Pen shouted from the doorway.
"Gimme a sec P." JJ shouted back. "I'm scared Emily."
"I know sweetheart." Emily pulled JJ in for a hug. "Do you want me to stay the night?"
"Would you?" JJ lifted her head to look at the brunette.
"Of course. I don't want to leave you if you're upset Jen." Emily smiled, laughing lightly. "I'll go park my car, you get Pen settled in."
"Okay, just let yourself in." JJ kissed Emily's cheek before pulling away and walking towards the front doors.
Not ten minutes later, Emily was at JJ's dorm room door. Knocking lightly, she opened up and entered. The door was locked immediately after she closed the door, an old habit of hers, and she searched for the blonde.
"Pen?" Emily looked over to Penelope's bed, but the blonde wasn't there. The room was empty, and the fear that filled her chest almost made her panic, until she heard a clatter from the bathroom. On high alert from the day's events, she walked over and held her ear to the door.
"Jen?" she raised her voice. She heard nothing in response and began to panic. She reached to her hip, silently cursing herself when she realised her weapon was being held as evidence until the investigation was wrapped up. She opened the door slowly, peeking through the crack when she saw JJ sat on the floor of the shower.
"Jennifer." Emily spoke quietly.
"I couldn't turn it off." JJ let out a small laugh, looking up at the brunette. Emily smiled, shutting the door behind her and stripping herself of her clothes.
"Mind if I join you?" Emily stood there in her full naked glory, waiting for JJ to shift over so she could step in. JJ moved eventually, letting Emily in beside her as she stood again.
"Why do I feel so dirty?" JJ asked quietly, head resting on Emily's chest.
"I think that's just normal Jen, I get it as well." Emily shared.
"I don't like feeling so helpless. Watching him hold a gun to you really scared me, Emily." JJ sniffled, her tears threatening to fall.
"I know sweetheart, I know. It scared me when he turned on you." Emily clutched tighter onto the blonde in her arms.
"I don't ever want to lose you." JJ whispered.
"You won't Jen, I promise." Emily reassured her, lifting her chin up so she could kiss her. JJ leaned into Emily as their lips connected, the barely audible whimper falling from her throat before she could stop it. Emily had a profound effect on her, the warmth flooding between her legs was evidence of that, and all it took was a kiss, or even a fleeting touch. JJ pushed Emily backwards, who yelped when her hot skin met the ice-cold tiles of the wall of the shower. The kiss turned messy quickly, tongues brushing against each other as involuntary noises filled the air. Emily was the first to break for air, JJ's mouth continued the assault on her neck instead, and then to the swell of her breasts, finding purchase when she pulled a pink nipple between her teeth and lathed her tongue over the bud.
"Fuck!" Emily hissed as JJ bit down harder onto the sensitive bud, pulling on it with her teeth and lips before releasing it with a satisfying pop. JJ moved her head to the side, capturing the neglected nipple in her mouth and mimicking the same actions. Emily's knees were about to give out when she felt JJ's teeth sink into her neck, hard enough to leave a mark.
"Jen, I can't-" Emily breathed out, whimpering at the tongue that ran over the fresh bite.
"What?" JJ lifted her head instantly, the look in her eyes worried.
"No!" Emily spoke quickly, "My knees are gonna give out if you keep doing that to me in here."
"Ohhh." JJ nodded, a devilish smirk covering her mouth. "Bed?"
"Where's Pen?"
"Derek and Spence's room, back in the morning." JJ rushed, lips attaching to the brunette's neck once again. Emily moved out of the shower, picking up the towel that was on the rack and attempting to wrap it around JJ.
"Jen, you're dripping all over the floor!" Emily chuckled, JJ's lips still all over her.
"Don't care, I need you." JJ rasped, desperate to feel Emily against her again. JJ opened the door, grabbed a hold of Emily's waist and guided her towards the bed. JJ is covering Emily's body as soon as she hits the bed, straddling her lap and hands holding perfectly round breasts, mouth crashing down onto the brunettes. Emily moans at the skilled fingers working her nipples into tight peaks, massaging the soft flesh as her tongue invades her mouth.
"Jen..."
"Yes?" JJ hissed against Emily's mouth.
"Touch me." Emily arched further into JJ's palms, hopeful that the blonde would get the hint. And lucky she did, because JJ was off her in a second, moving between her legs at the edge of the bed, hair still dripping water droplets onto the floor as she knelt before her.
"You know I had a dream like this." JJ started, running her hands up and down Emily's legs, watching the brunette prop herself up on her elbows.
"You had a dream you were massaging my legs?" Emily smirked, raising an eyebrow.
"You had me on my knees. You were calling me a good girl, and I was about to come when Penelope shouted at me and woke me up. Apparently, I was moaning." JJ's eyes turned a dark shade of blue, full of desire and need.
"You had sex dreams about me?" Emily chuckled.
"All the time, nothing compares to the real thing though. Let me see you, Emily." JJ ordered, hands settling just above Emily's knees. The brunette just moaned in response, blushing a furious pink as she lets her legs drop open.
"Fuck." JJ growled, mouth moving to bite the inside of Emily's thigh possessively. She left several little bites and marks along the sensitive flesh, before finally moving to the one place she would happily spend the rest of her life if the brunette let her. The first thing she noticed was just how aroused Emily was and that made her lose her control, dropping her mouth to take that first savouring swipe with her tongue. A low hum left her throat, not that she ever had a chance to control it, the sweet and tangy taste covering her tongue overwhelming her instantly.
"Jesus Christ Jennifer." Emily whimpered, hips rising to gain more contact from the blonde's tongue. JJ wasted no time messing around, dragging her tongue through the brunette's sex and smirking at the response from the older woman. Emily had her mouth hung open, breathing heavily at both the sight of JJ between her legs and the sensation of the blonde's warm tongue running over her.
Emily groaned when JJ sucked lightly on her clit then dipping her tongue into the soaked entrance. She let her tongue linger within Emily until she felt the brunette squirming again, then pulling out and pushing her fingers in, setting a tantalisingly slow pace. JJ could feel the brunette pulsing and throbbing around her fingers, and it lit the fire within her, increasing the pace of her fingers and the tongue that was wrapped around her swollen bundle of nerves. JJ began moving quickly inside of her, curling her fingers to brush against her g-spot, making her gasp loudly.
"Jen, I'm gonna-" Emily let out a guttural moan, body falling backwards onto the bed as her orgasm coursed through her entire body. She was shaking and trembling by the time JJ slowed her movements, releasing the bundle of nerves from between her lips and peering at the brunette above her. Emily's chest was heaving heavily, catching her breath after her climax. JJ sat back on her heels, waiting patiently for the brunette to recover enough, her hand still ghosting up and down her leg. "I don't think you understand the effect you have on me..." Emily laughed lightly, pulling herself up to look at JJ again.
"Please, feel free to show me." JJ smirked. With that, Emily launched herself off the bed and straight onto JJ, making the blonde fall back onto the fluffy rug that covered the hardwood floor. Emily had one hand holding her up, and the other taking purchase on JJ's hip, holding herself up so she covered the petite woman beneath her.
"Just how would you like me to show you, Jennifer?" Emily husked, voice low and sinful.
"God, can you get any hotter?" JJ groaned, feeling Emily's free hand roam the skin of her stomach. Her hand continued its journey further.
"You're so wet Jen." Emily smirked as her fingers slipped through JJ's lower lips, earning a throaty moan from the blonde.
"Stop teasing and fuck me, Emily." JJ demanded.
"Miss Jareau, your language is appalling..." Emily chuckled, dipping two fingers into JJ teasingly before pulling them out again.
"Emily." she groaned frustratedly, lifting her hips to try and get more contact.
"Jennifer." Emily quipped back.
"If you don't fuck me, I'm going to take matters into my own hands." JJ threatened, darkened blue eyes glaring into almost black.
"Oh, I'm not ruling that out completely, just not now." Emily winked, thrusting two fingers into JJ.
"Fuck!" JJ keened, circling her hips against the stilled hand. Emily sat back on her heels and placed a firm hand on JJ's lower stomach, ceasing any movement that she tried to make as she heard the frustrated growl from JJ's throat.
"Do you know how sexy you look right now?" Emily husked. "How wet and ready you are for me to fuck you, Jennifer." JJ moaned at the dirty talk; it was one of her favourite things in sex, and Emily was a natural.
"Hmm, fuck me." JJ grunted, trying her hardest to move her hips again.
"Ah, ah. Don't interrupt me." Emily curled her fingers inside JJ, earning a small cry of pleasure from the blonde. "You have been on my mind constantly, since the moment I met you..." Emily tilted her head as she watched the blonde's face contort from the movements she made inside of her. "You're such a good girl Jennifer." Emily smirked, quickly dropping her mouth to take JJ's clit between her lips and curling her fingers inside her again.
JJ let out a low and throaty moan. She was already so close from the teasing; she knew it wouldn't be long before she came. Emily rolled her tongue over the swollen bundle of nerves, low moans and whimpers falling from her lips as the older woman continued her ministrations.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" JJ was almost sobbing when Emily sucked her clit into her mouth hard, flying headfirst into a strong climax as Emily continued, moaning lowly and cursing as it racked her body. Emily slowed her movements, allowing JJ to come down slowly from her high, the trembling form beneath her breathing heavily. Emily rose back towards JJ's face, pulling her up for a deep kiss and lowering her body onto the blonde. When they broke apart, she noticed the tears rolling down JJ's cheeks. Emily lifted her hand to cup JJ's face, her thumb swiping away the droplets before she gave the blonde a gentle and loving kiss.
"I didn't mean to cry." JJ wiped her other cheek, letting out a breathy laugh.
"It's okay Jen, it's been an overwhelming day." Emily offered a sweet smile.
"I'm sorry I put us all in danger today, I should've been more considerate of the situation."
"It's the way the job goes sometimes. But you saved us, you should be a little proud of yourself." Emily settled next to JJ on the fluffy rug.
"Is it like that all the time, the hostage situations?" JJ asked, an innocent and almost childlike tone to her voice.
"No honey, I promise you that today was not normal. But they train you for most things, so you'll know how to deal with it properly when you do join." Emily gave her a smile.
"I thought I was going to lose you Emily." JJ whispered.
"You didn't. I'm right here." Emily pulled JJ into her chest. Silence filled the room, they stayed close until JJ started to shiver, the cool air of the autumn evening sneaking in. "Come on sweetheart, let's get into bed." Emily spoke softly.
"I'm sorry..." JJ whispered again. Emily felt the guilt flood through her, it was her idea to take JJ into the BAU earlier that day, and if it weren't for that, JJ wouldn't be feeling like this.
"I think you'll feel better once you've had a sleep, Jen; I'll be here the whole time I promise you. Just relax." Emily cooed, reassuring the blonde she wouldn't leave her side. JJ mumbled something, Emily didn't hear exactly what she said, but it made her smile, nonetheless. She felt JJ nuzzle into her neck as she let her fingers work through half damp curls. It wasn't long before JJ was asleep, those soft snores filling the air as Emily continued to play with her hair. Emily laid there for a little while longer, taking the time to process the events of that day, and planning what to do to help JJ through this difficult time.
It hadn't occurred to her how human that day had made her feel. Emily Prentiss wasn't typically one for feelings or relationships, yet JJ had done a number on her, and she couldn't quite understand the intensity of her emotions or feelings when it came to the young blonde. She was falling hard for Jennifer, and there was no way in hell that she was going to stop herself.