A/N: I don't own Criminal Minds or any related characters. Rate and Review, feedback is always welcome. Thank you to all who have read so far. This is my first fanfic and I really appreciate the response I'm getting. The recipe in here is one of my favorites and in chapter 4 I used the name Dogero as Edward Prentiss's mother's maiden name, fun fact: it is my maternal grandmother Maiden name!
Sorry this update took so long, life got in a way, my 3-year-old daughter got sick and then I got sick and so forth. Thank y'all for bearing with me.
Also, there are a lot of adult situations in this chapter and I get somewhat picky about it being perfect and accurate and realistic, but I really wanted to do it justice so it's been like a week of me obsessing and refining those scenes, so like, let me know what you think works and doesn't work? IDK.
"Emily Elizabeth Prentiss!" The blond was in awe at the size of the villa her new wife owned. "This place is beautiful."
"I always loved when my parents were transferred to Rome, well except for the last time I was there," Emily's eyes flashed with sadness. As soon as it came, Emily pushed it away. "When we were in Rome, we spent any of my parents off time here on the coast. Sophia's family lived here, so even if my parents couldn't get away, I would beg my parents to let me stay with my aunt and uncle. It was so nice to have a cousin my own age to get in trouble with." The brunette winked at her wife.
Just then the newly weds saw a stout woman round the corner, her hair up in a tight grey bun, *"Emily, cara, pensavamo che ci saresti stata dopo! L'house non è ancora pronto!"
"Lucia, non si preoccupi, siamo solo venuti a lasciare i bagagli prima di andare in citta'e fare qualche spesa leggera." The brunette answered in flawless Italian.
"Allora vai. Ti faro'prendere I bagagli"
"Certo, grazie, ci vendiamo presto!"* Emily showed JJ where to put their bags and they headed off to town.
"Zia Sera!" Emily practically shouted at her aunt from across boutique, startling the older woman, before a bright smile appeared across her face.
"Emily, cara! I am so sorry I missed the wedding, but that is business, no?" Serafina De Luca knew English well, she was the child of an American politician after all. The sister of Edward Prentiss. Though, she never moved to America, so she still spoke with a thick accent. "It is good to see you. This must be the new and beautiful Mrs. Prentiss."
"Yes Zietta, this is Jennifer. We actually need to get her some clothes while we're here. I never told her where we were going for the honeymoon, so she packed…" The brunette gave pause, she did not want to tell her only aunt of her sex life, "For a different kind of vacation."
"Lingerie only?" the older woman asked bluntly. Emily turned bright red and looked away. Serafina laughed loudly, "Do not be embarrassed, I was young and in love once too. I understand. Come, Jennifer let us get you fitted for some more appropriate clothing." She turned to Emily, "Sophia should be back any moment now, she ran out for lunch." Emily's aunt led JJ to another part of the store as the brunette began browsing through the clothes, awaiting the return of her cousin. She looked through the clothes, they all reminded her of what she wore as Lauren. She shivered, but before she could get lost in her thoughts her cousin called for her.
"Emmy! You've arrived early. How was the flight?" Emily thought back to flight where she had her mind blown before she looked back at Sophia.
Emily smiled to herself, "It was alright, a little turbulent but not bad." Emily laughed inside before her and Sophia walked to the breakroom. "What did you get for lunch?"
The tanned brunette held up a take-out bag, "I got me and Mama paninis. Had I known you'd be here I would have picked something up for you."
Emily shook her head, "No need, after Jen gets some more clothes, we'll go out to eat. Probably to that restaurant right on the marina."
"Oh, that place is always delicious." Sophia nodded.
"I am aware," Emily laughed, "How is Gabbie? I was a little upset she couldn't make it to my wedding. I have two cousins and only one came. All 19 of JJ's cousins came. What kept her here anyway? I guess I should get the story before I judge to harshly." Emily winked at Sophia and they both laughed. Sophia's sister always tried to find a reason not to attend family functions.
Sophia scoffed, "It wasn't even a valid excuse. She just didn't come. I nearly dragged her to the airport with me, but she kept saying Mama needed her at the shop, even though Mama told her to go!" Sophia groaned; she was frustrated with her sister.
Emily never got to experience sibling fights, she was only around Sophia and Gabriella for a couple weeks at a time. Gabbie always saw Emily and Sophia as the younger family just there to push her buttons. The two brunettes talked about Emily's time in Italy and the future sailing trip Sophia had already planned out.
"Jennifer, your frame is gorgeous. My niece is very lucky" JJ was looking at herself in three mirrors, amazed at how well the outfit she had on fit her. She had a pair of cream-colored shorts on. The had lace accents all over them, they were typically not the type of thing the blond wore, but she was in a beautiful Italian coast town, so she threw all caution to the wind and let Serafina pick out some clothes for her.
"You have such wonderful taste, Serafina. This isn't at all like I would usually wear, but you've made me look so beautiful in it!"
"No, dear, you were already beautiful, they just match with that. Also, please call me Sera, or Zietta. You are family now." After JJ had enough clothes for every day she would be in Italy, and then some, she headed out of the fitting room with Serafina.
Emily wrapped her arm around her wife's waist and kissed her sweetly on the lips, "Ready?"
The blond nodded, "Yes all that's left is to pay."
The older woman overheard the comment and quickly whipped around, "No dear! You are family, and this is your honeymoon, please, take it as a gift."
Emily smiled as her wife looked stunned, "No, Sera, we couldn't. You deserve to be paid for your service no matter the relationship, not to mention I got a lot of items, this is far more than a gift." She looked at her wife and glared slightly. "Emily, pay your aunt."
It was not a request and Emily knew it. She pulled out her credit card and handed it to her aunt. "Zietta, please take the money, you know it would mean more to me if you let me pay."
The older woman raised an eyebrow at her niece. A look Emily shared with her aunt. "Fifty percent off."
Emily straightened up slightly. "Ten percent."
"Twenty-five."
"Deal." The brunette said finally, handing her card to her aunt.
"Lunch was so good baby. So far everything has been wonderful, this is going to be the best honeymoon ever." JJ said, as her and Emily walked through town, hand in hand.
"It better be your only honeymoon ever" the brunette quipped, "Oh! Look, a gelato stand. You have to try some!"
The couple got back to the villa around 5:00 that evening. Both women we exhausted from their day, and jetlagged from the long trip. Emily saw her wife yawn for the third time in five minutes. "Baby why don't I cook us some dinner and we can go to bed? Today was long and we're both tired." Emily gave JJ a compassionate look.
The blond yawned again and leaned in closer to Emily on the couch they were sharing, "That sounds nice." Emily got up and JJ groaned; missing the contact immediately.
At some point JJ must have fallen asleep, because she was awoken by Emily talking to her. "Jennifer, baby, wake up dinner is ready. Do you want wine?"
The younger woman stretched out on the couch as much as she could. "Yeah wine sounds good. White if you have it."
Emily raised an eyebrow, "Baby this is a Prentiss villa in Italy, there's enough booze in this place to drown a sailor. I'm sure I can find some white wine for you." The brunette winked. "Now come on before it gets cold."
JJ walked into the kitchen and was greeted with a delicious aroma. "Mmmm, what did you make, Emmy? It smells divine."
Emily finished pouring wine for the both of them, "There's caprese chicken, roasted potatoes, and a Mediterranean salad. All made from fresh ingredients from local farms and markets." Emily got them both a plate and sat down with her wife.
JJ took a bite of the chicken and moaned. "Mmmm, Emmy what is in this chicken?"
"Seasoned chicken, stuffed with tomato, fresh basil, and fresh mozzarella. Roasted on the same pan as the potatoes. My Zietta taught me how to cook it. It's fast, easy, and always reminds me of her and Italy."
JJ smiled at her wife, "Well it's delicious, but I think I know what I want for dessert."
Emily finished her last bite and looked towards her wife, "And what's that?" she quirked her eyebrow and laughed a little.
JJ's eyes darkened, "I want you for dessert."
Emily gulped; her throat suddenly dry as another part of her body became wet.
JJ got up, grabbed Emily's hand and practically dragged her to a standing position. The shorter woman grabbed her wife's hip firmly and backed her into a counter. She wrapped her hand around Emily's neck and pulled her in for a kiss. Quickly the kiss deepened. The women were pawing at each other almost desperately. Emily spun them and easily picked up JJ, setting her on the counter.
"Lean back," The brunette husked out, JJ obliged, and Emily got to work unbuttoning JJ's shorts. The blonde lifted her hips slightly so Emily could slide them past her hips. Emily leaned forward and kissed the blond, she nipped at her lips and her neck. Emily pulled JJ's button up blouse apart. Button's went flying.
JJ gasped; Emily's need was immensely arousing for her. "Emmy, your aunt gave me that."
The brunette licked up between JJ's cleavage all the way up to her mouth and ended in a passionate kiss. "I don't care. I'll buy you a new one."
JJ groaned and leaned back again. Emily reached around and unclasped JJ's bra. She threw the lace garment in another part of the kitchen. Immediately her mouth wrapped around a pert nipple. JJ moaned and laced her hand in Emily's thick hair. Urging the brunette for more. Emily used her hand to lightly pinch the other rosy bud. "Fuck, Emmy I need more." JJ was squirming and desperate.
"Tell me what you want." Emily looked JJ in the eyes, challenging her desire over her pride.
"Don't tease, you know how I like it." JJ challenged her back. When Emily made no move to shift lower, JJ resigned to begging. "Please Emily, your mouth on my pussy. That's how I want it."
Immediately Emily started to kiss her way down to the blonde's waiting center. JJ moaned; anticipating what was coming. But Emily took her time. She kissed to top of JJ's soft patch of curls and kissed, licked, and nipped her way around where JJ needed her most. JJ was so ready she almost screamed at the teasing. "Emmy, please, I need you."
The brunette gave one last bite to JJ's inner thigh. She placed one searing kiss to JJ's clit and her hips bucked up. "Emily! Stop teasing please baby." Emily flattened her tongue and gave JJ's swollen bud a slow lick. She began slowly licking circles around JJ's clit, narrowing in as she sped up. Soon JJ was twitching. Emily could tell she was close. Emily inserted two fingers into her wife's hot, wet entrance. She thrusted in and out, making sure she curled her fingers and hit JJ's g-spot.
Above her, JJ was gasping and moaning her wife's name like she was a god. One of her hands was knotted in thick brown hair, and another was gripping the edge of the counter so hard her knuckles were white.
"Fuck, ungh, Emily, oh my god, don't stop. I'm- ugh, I'm gonna cum. Don't stop, fuck, fuck mhmmmm, Don't Stop, DON'T STOP!" JJ came forcefully. Hip bucking, leg twitching, screaming orgasm. She had to push Emily away, she was so sensitive.
Emily kissed JJ's stomach and stood up, she watched her beautiful wife gasping and basking in post-orgasmic bliss. "Meet me upstairs when you catch your breath." With that, Emily wiped her face on her arm and headed up to the master bedroom.
JJ caught her breath and grabbed a water bottle out of the fridge. She walked upstairs without bothering with any of the mess they had left behind. When she walked through the door to their room, JJ's jaw nearly dropped. On the bed was a naked Emily, proudly sporting a strap-on. The brunette quirked an eyebrow at her wife, "You didn't think I was done with you after only one orgasm, did you?"
JJ gulped. Not only was Emily sporting a strap-on, but it was their best strap-on. It was ribbed and curved at the tip; it had the best harness too. It was equipped with an equally pleasurable insert and clit stimulator. JJ climbed on the bed and leant down to kiss her wife. It was sweet and deep. JJ moved to straddle her wife. She lined herself up and lowered herself onto her wife's member. Emily moaned and the blond above her gasped.
"Fuck, JJ, god please move." Just the extra bit of pressure JJ's body had used to move the toy wound the brunette up. She has been ready since dinner and has denied herself release since, in an effort to bring her wife as much pleasure as she gave on the plane. Emily brought her hand around JJ's hip and grabbed JJ's full ass, she grabbed a handful and moved it to urge the blond to move with her.
The blond tsk'ed at her desperate wife. She pulled her hand away, "This is going to be slow and at my speed," She pinned her wife's hands above her head, "I am in control now." Below her, Emily squirmed. JJ bent down and kissed her wife lightly. She peppered kisses all over Emily's full and heavy chest, then her neck, stopping to bite lightly on her pulse point. JJ began to rock her hips slightly back and forth and up and repeat.
Emily lost her breath for a minute, overwhelmed by the slow, torturously pleasurable movement. The blond leant back, bracing against Emily's thigh for support. The new angle put more pressure in and against Emily, it also put pressure on her own g-spot. The older brunette gasped and grabbed onto JJ's thighs for grounding. Loving how she was driving her wife wild; the younger woman began to move faster. She brought one hand around and use it to play with her own nipple.
"Fuck, yeah baby. Play with yourself. God fuck. Jen, I'm so close." At that, the vision of a woman above her moved faster and ran her hand down her own body, stopping over her mound to play with her clit. Soon, JJ was close to the precipice of another orgasm, and based on how her wife was acting, she assumed Emily was close too. The brunette had her head back, her eyes squinted shut, one hand fisting the sheets and the other gripping JJ's waist so hard, the blond was sure there would be bruises later.
JJ moved her legs forward, so she was bearing weight on her feet, instead of her knees. "Look at me Emmy. I want to see you when you come." Emily opened her eyes, brown orbs locking with blue. JJ began to ride faster and harder, still playing with her own clit.
Emily felt the orgasm build into its peak, but the climax hit her with a force she was not expecting. She fought so hard to keep her eyes locked with her wife, but she could only fight so hard, as the pleasure was overwhelming. Watching her wife cum so hard, as well as the sporadic movements from Emily's twitching, had JJ coming for the second time that night. The blond collapsed onto her wife. Both breathing heavily as they recovered.
When both had caught their breath, JJ kissed her wife, and Emily took off the phallic. "I love you so much, Jennifer."
JJ looked deeply into brown eyes. "I love you too."
Both women crawled haphazardly under the covers, cuddling into each other. They both fell into a peaceful sleep. This was going to be a great trip for them.
Translations:
"Emily, dear, we thought you would be later! The house is not quite ready yet!"
"Lucia, don't worry, we just came to leave the luggage before we go into town and do some light shopping."
"Go on then. I will have someone take your luggage."
"Of course, thank you, See you soon!"