A/N: There will be a lot of Italian in here. It will be in italics because I'm not great at conversational Italian, and because I'm not going to translate what I don't know. Rate and Review. Adult content ahead. Femslash warning. I don't own CM.
P.S. I read on an article that Emily Prentiss was written in the script to be bi or lesbian, Paget was on board, but CBS scrapped the idea which I think is a HUGE injustice, not just to Paget but to the show because there is no LGBT representation in a recurring character for that show and that's like, vibe check CBS. Vibe check.
Anyway, Enjoy!
"Okay, Henry, Emmy and I will be back soon, and you'll have so much fun with daddy, but can you give us each a big hug to make us feel better?" JJ was probably more upset about the two-week separation than he was, but Emily let her believe she was taking forever to help Henry. Emily knew it would help her wife be more at peace about it all.
After JJ got Henry's biggest hug, Emily leant down and got a good hug too. When she pulled back, she held his head between her hands, "I love you Henry. Have a good time with daddy 'down South'" Emily drawled the last part with a bad southern accent. She kissed his forehead and stood up. "We'll see you soon Henry." She looked towards his dad, "Have fun with him Will, we'll see you in two weeks," she turned to leave but remembered a very crucial detail, "Oh! I heard him practicing a lie about how he gets cookies every night before bed and still sleeps just fine. A warning for you: he doesn't do good with sugar after 8:00 p.m. He's not just hyper, but he also throws up… so good luck with that." She says with a smile and a wink.
"Thank you for the update. I'll make sure he only gets cookies with breakfast." Will winked back at her. "We'll be okay, try not to let JJ get to stressed about it." Both had an understanding that they would do everything to keep JJ happy, and Henry the most loved boy in the world. Everything they did was amicable in the beginning, but the pair had become more of friends than quarrelling lovers.
"Okay, Bye Guys! Have so much fun!" Emily grabbed JJ's hand and headed to the car. She opened the door for her wife and once she was in the driver's seat JJ turned to her. "Emmmmyy," JJ whined, "Will you tell me where we're going now?"
The brunette smiled to herself, "The airport."
JJ slapped her on the arm, "Emily Elizabeth Prentiss, you know that's not what I meant."
Emily let JJ plan the wedding if she got to plan the honeymoon. JJ agreed immediately and even got together with Elizabeth to make it perfect. Emily decided to keep it a secret to torture JJ. The blond tried every tactic to get it out of her, teasing, spying, checking receipts. She got nothing and Garcia wouldn't even let her know anything because of what JJ assumed was bribery. Emily smiled at her new wife. "Okay, since you've been so good this week, I'll tell you. We are going to get on the jet."
"The jet? How did you get the jet?" JJ interrupted.
"Right sorry, wrong jet. Not BAU jet, there's not enough strings in the world to pull. My family's jet." Emily paused for anymore interruptions, when she realized JJ didn't have a question she continued, "Then we are going to fly into Amalfi Coast, Italy. It's a coastal town and my father has a villa there. The villa has it's on private beach, and that's where we'll be staying. I figured we could be beach bums for a couple of days, then we can see the Prentiss Olive oil farm, then Sophia has offered to take us island hopping on her sailboat. Does all of that sound like an okay honeymoon?"
JJ's was in awe. She didn't even know where to start with her questions. Surprisingly the only thing she thought to say was, "I packed for the wrong honeymoon."
Emily busted out laughing. "What do you mean?"
JJ blushed. "All I brought was skimpy bikini's, lingerie, and sex toys." Emily laughed again, "In my defense," the blond continued, "I thought it would be more a private island kind of deal.
"Well we needed that too." Emily gulped at the thought. "If you can manage at least one semi-modest outfit, I'll take you to my favorite boutique in the city. My Zia- sorry My Aunt Serafina, who I call Zia Sera, owns the boutique. She's Sophia's mom, she utilizes local outfitters. Hand sewn articles of clothing all that jazz. She'll be thrilled to see us. And she'll take good care of you. Any questions?"
JJ nodded, "So many."
Emily smiled, they still had 30 minutes until the airport. "Okay, shoot."
"Okay, first, what is your family's immense tie to Italy? I knew your parents were stationed there for a while, but I thought that was it?"
Emily nodded, "This will explain two parts of the trip: my father has dual citizenship. Italian, and American. My paternal grandmother was Italian and then she married my paternal grandfather who was an American career politician. He was born in Italy, but to an American politician, thus the dual citizenship. My grandmother, Rosa Dogero, was the only child of the owner of my family's Olive oil production farm. My parents met because while my mother was still working her way up the ranks, she met my dad on a trip with her father because he was interested in distributing their olive oil. My parents met on that trip, fell in love, and got married, though I think that's because they both knew it could further both of their careers rather than love." Emily paused while JJ could collect her thoughts. Before JJ could ask, Emily knew the next question, "The plane is not mine, it's my parents. I told you about my assets for my net worth, but my parents also have assets that I won't have access to until the pass and I inherit them. I won't even know the combined total until I have all of them."
JJ bust out laughing. "What's so funny" The brunette asked, thoroughly amused. JJ was laughing so hard she just held a finger up in response.
When she got her breath back, she finally answered, still giggling, "I married rich. I could quit my job right now and still have enough of just your trust funds and assets to live the rest of my life lavishly. The funny part is, I didn't even know it. Yeah I knew you came from money, but Em, do you realize how obtuse you sound telling me, a girl from a middle class small town, that when your parents die, you will inherit so much the value isn't even quantifiable yet. That's the funny part. You say all this as if it is normal. You are so extraordinary, and you don't know it. You had all this money available, yet you put yourself through college with hard work and shit jobs, and then you refused to live your life off trust funds, you never lived about your paycheck. That is so admirable, and so absolutely ridiculous. God, I love you." By they end they were both laughing.
"Woah," Jen said as she looked at the plane. "I mean, yeah, this one is smaller, but it is so much nicer. So much cozier." The blond said after Emily got back from talking to the pilot.
"Yeah, it's okay I guess." Emily said making fun of the earlier conversation. She pulled JJ into a hug. "I'm glad you like it. We take off in 30, then we will be free to roam about 15 minutes later."
The seatbelt light blinked off. JJ was going crazy. For the last 15 minutes Emily had been reading with one hand and slowly stroking JJ's inner thigh, her hand kept creeping closer to the blonde's center. As soon as the seatbelt flicked off JJ straddled the brunette, moving her book with the movement. She leaned in right to Emily's ear, "You don't get to tease me like that and not expect consequences." The hot breath, mixed with JJ's sultry voice and the words behind it, gave Emily a shock straight down her spine to her pussy. The blonde bit her lover's earlobe gently. Stroking her tongue to soothe the bite, she grinded her center against Emily's at the same time.
"Oh, fuck." Emily knew if the younger woman reached between her legs right now, she would be embarrassingly wet already. What did I just myself into? She thought to herself, knowing she just woke up the beast inside her wife. JJ was slowly moving her nips and licks down Emily's neck to her collarbone. She licked her back up her wife's neck and ended at the side of the brunette's mouth. She pulled Emily into a hot burning kiss; she did not need to ask for what was hers.
JJ pulled away and looked her wife in the eyes. Her usually bright blue eyes were dilated and darker. "You're mine," Emily nodded, "Say it. Say who's you are."
Emily was breathless, she clit was throbbing almost painfully, "I'm yours baby, please, just fuck me."
JJ was not one to ignore such a nice request. She pulled Emily's shirt over her head, worshipping every inch of newly exposed skin as if it was the first time. She leaned down and lightly bit Emily's left nipple through her lace bra. The brunette arched into the contact.
"Oh fuck, Jen, I'm yours. I always was, please just take me." The smaller blond suddenly stood up. Emily immediately missed the contact
"Move to the back and strip." The taller woman stood and moved to the back while JJ reached for her duffle bag. She met Emily in the back.
The taller woman saw the 7-inch strap-on and flat finger vibrator in her lover's hand. "Oh fuck," she moaned and shivered just at the thought. JJ stripped down and pulled the phallic on, making sure the insert for her and the clit stimulation on the harness fit right.
"Turn around," the blonde commanded and the taller woman listened immediately, bracing herself on the wall in the kitchenette area.
The blond fit the vibrator to attach to her right pointer and middle finger. She used her left hand to line up the cock to her wife's waiting entrance. Once in position she thrust in all the way, fast and rough. She paused for a few moments to let her wife adjust and to let the chills that ran down her own body because of the sudden stimulation she got as well. Emily started to squirm.
"Jen, please, fuck, please move." Emily begged; she was near tears she needed it so bad.
"Tell me how you want it." Emily moaned, her mouth to dry to talk, her body needing the release so much she couldn't think straight. JJ raised back and slapped her wife's ass. The brunette jolted forward due to the shock of her wife's hand on a body full of on-fire nerves. As she relaxed back she moaned again, "I said tell me, Emmy. Tell me how you want me to fuck you."
"Fuck, fast, hard, rough. Like our first year-" Emily screamed off the rest of her thought when JJ pulled out and thrust back in hard and fast, just like requested. JJ kept a rough and fast pace. "OH GOD, YES! Fuck Jen, right there. Oh, please don't stop." JJ ran her hand up Emily's bare back and wrapped the thick brown hair in her fingers and pulled back, roughly. Emily couldn't even verbalize her pleasure, just screams and ragged breaths. JJ felt herself getting close. She fought off her own impending orgasm until she felt it become harder to pull the strap-on out of her wife as the taller woman clenched around her, a sure sign she was close to. JJ flicked the vibrator to the second highest level, knowing the highest would be painful to her wife. She used the inside of her forearm to pull Emily's waist closer to her own. She placed the vibrator against her wife's swollen clit with just the right amount of pressure she knew would get her wife off. Emily let out a scream as her entire body lit up as her orgasm washed over her. Her long legs shook violently through her orgasm. The visual stimulation from her wife's orgasm, and the twitching she could feel through the strap-on sent JJ over the edge. She came hard and fast.
"Fuck, FUCK! Emmy! God you're so tight." Emily was still shaking she tried to push JJ's hand away but when she did, JJ's position slipped, and the vibrator being jostled and the phallic pulling out of her sent her into another intense orgasm. At her second orgasm, the brunette's legs gave way. Luckily, her strong wife was still right up against her and caught her. JJ, knowing she couldn't drag Emily to cabin like this, slowly lowered them both to the floor. "Em, are you okay?" The blond husked out. Emily nodded, still not able to form a sentence. The blond reached over and grabbed a water bottle from the nearby fridge. She helped her wife take a couple drinks before she untangled them. "I'm going to get redressed. You take a minute and do the same. I don't any co-pilots to see you like this, that for Jareau eye's only." JJ winked and the older woman, that was still sprawled out on the floor, laughed
"Can you toss me my shirt from in there?"
JJ nodded, "Sure baby, and then how does a nap sound?"
Emily chuckled, "Like a fucking fantastic idea."
After both women were dressed the curled up on the jet's couch together and slept all the way until the landed in Italy.
A/N: Thanks for reading, I didn't have any Italian in here. I thought I would, also my first-time writing smut, I hope it was okay. Again, rate and review. I would like any constructive criticism you have. Thanks, Y'all!