A/N
Massive apologies for the hiatus. My work has been crazy busy for weeks now, with no real sign of letting up. But I've had a day off this week so thought I'd treat you to a chapter!
"Emster, on behalf of womenkind everywhere, may I register my thanks" Garcia lifted a glass in Emily's direction as the team gathered in a bar, having returned from Boise, Idaho that evening.
"I'm damn lucky to have such a great partner" Morgan grinned, wrapping an arm around Emily who blushed in embarrassment.
They had successfully apprehended their unsub, with Morgan coming millimetres away from being hit around the head with the hooked end of a crowbar. Emily had tackled the unsub at the last second, earning herself a bang to the head and a mild concussion for her troubles. After being reassured that Emily was fine, Garcia's primary concern was the fact that she had saved Morgan's face from any lifelong damage.
On doctor's orders, Emily was on the soft drinks for the evening, but that didn't stop Garcia dragging her around the dancefloor. The brunette protested briefly, but could never really say no to her eccentric friend. Her sober state made her somewhat more self-conscious than usual, but then she caught JJ's eye. The blonde smirked, and Emily couldn't help but grin and begin to move her hips to the rhythm of the music that was playing.
JJ finished up her drink and a conversation with Rossi, planning on nonchalantly making her way to the dancefloor to join the two other female members of the team. She'd taken no more than two steps when Morgan beat her to it. He strutted up behind Emily confidently, his hands gripping her hips as he began to grind up against her. The brunette turned her head, smiling flirtatiously at him.
Instantly, the bile rose in JJ's throat. She abruptly changed course and headed for the bar. She couldn't believe that he was being so….obvious. All rational thought had immediately left her brain, and she was once again convinced that Morgan and Emily were having some kind of relationship, and this was their way of flaunting it in front of everyone. Had she been being rational, she would have realised that Morgan's behaviour with Emily was no different to how he was with Garcia in public, or even with her on occasion. But rational thought doesn't tend to go hand in hand with jealousy.
And so when JJ returned to the table with a fresh drink, she practically slammed it down on the table in front of a somewhat surprised Rossi and Reid.
"What did that glass ever do to you?" Rossi teased.
"Sorry" JJ managed a weak smile "it's been a long few days"
"Well you certainly deserve a bottle of two after all those press conferences" the older man nodded at the large glass of wine that she had picked back up again to sip from.
"Oh believe me, I plan to"
"Or you could just find a different way to let off steam" Reid said with a shrug, nodding his head in the direction of the dancefloor.
Without even thinking, JJ turned to see what he was talking about. The second she caught sight of Emily, sandwiched between Morgan and Garcia as their bodies all seemed to move in synch, the glass slid out of her hand and smashed on the floor.
The sound startled her, and she crouched down, hurriedly trying to scoop up the pieces of broken glass.
"Jayje" Reid jumped up to help her "be careful"
"I'll be fine. Damn…" she hissed, a piece of glass slicing her finger.
"Here, let me look" Reid took hold of her finger and inspected it "doesn't look like there's any glass in there but the light here isn't great"
The commotion had caught the attention of the group on the dancefloor, and all three of them returned to the table.
"Everything ok Jayje?" Morgan asked, seeing her pull her hand back from Reid.
"I'm fine" she replied tersely, refusing to look at him "I'm just not feeling so great. I think I'm gonna head home" she began reaching for her jacket.
"Ok but let me take you" Emily reached out a hand and placed it on her arm.
"Honestly it's fine, I'll just get a cab" the blonde smiled weakly.
"Nonsense. I'm the designated driver, and I'm about done anyway" the brunette ignored JJ's protests "Morgan, you still want a ride?"
"That'd be great"
"Seriously" JJ eyeballed the brunette "you guys should stay"
"Morgan, grab our things will you?" Emily asked him "I'm just gonna take Jen to the bathroom and clean her finger up"
"Sure thing Princess"
JJ opened her mouth to protest again, but found herself being dragged across the bar area by a determined Emily. The brunette pulled her into the bathroom by her arm and turned on the tap, sticking the injured finger under it to wash away the blood.
"You wanna tell me what's going on?" Emily asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Nothing's going on, I dropped a glass, that's all"
"And now you want to leave"
"I'm not feeling great"
"Jennifer…"
The stern tone in Emily's voice made the blonde lift her eyes to look at her "Let's just get out of here, ok?"
"Fine" the brunette relented "Just let me look at your finger under the light first"
Emily lifted the blonde's hand and squinted, satisfying herself that there was no glass in the wound.
"All good. I think you'll just about live" she winked.
"Are you quite done fussing?"
"Almost" Emily grinned, moving the blonde's finger to her lips and placing a gentle kiss on it "now I'm done"
JJ couldn't help but smile and shake her head as they exited the bathroom to find Morgan waiting for them.
"Ladies" he smirked, handing them both their jackets and bags.
They said their goodbyes to the rest of the team, ignoring Garcia's threats to curse the lot of them for ducking out early. Reaching the car, the blonde instinctively got into the backseat, and was surprised when Morgan did the same.
"Oh I see" Emily chuckled as she pulled out of the parking lot "going all out to make me feel like a real chauffeur are we?"
"Someone has to keep an eye on JJ" Morgan winked at the blonde.
"Oi, watch it" JJ scolded.
"Or what?" he raised an eyebrow suggestively.
"I dunno, I'm sure I could think of something suitably painful"
"Uh huh" he leant over, cupping her cheek "bring it on"
And then the blonde felt Morgan's mouth on hers, and she felt the anger dissipating. For a moment she hesitated, but then decided to just go with the way that her body was responding, and abandon all thought for the evening. She let her tongue brush against his as his hand ran down her body before starting to slide up and down her thigh. Instinctively she found herself spreading her legs, inviting him to slide his hand higher.
"Take off your pants" he breathed against her lips, and she found herself complying.
Kicking off her pants and underwear in one go, she broke the kiss so that she could make eye contact with Emily in the rear view mirror as she slowly and deliberately parted her thighs again.
The brunette cleared her throat, gripping the steering wheel tightly as she forced herself to focus on the road ahead.
"I've got a challenge for you, Em" Morgan grinned.
"Oh yeah?" she answered, her voice already slightly breathy.
"We're gonna see what happens quickest…you getting us home safely, or me making JJ cum"
"And what does the winner get?"
"Well first prize is getting make JJ cum"
"So if you can't do it, I get to take over?" the brunette clarified.
"In theory…not that it's going to happen though" he winked.
"Oh you're on…" Emily let her eyes meet the blonde's again "and Jayje…just think how worth it it'll be if you can hold on. You know how good I am with my tongue…"
JJ bit her lip as Morgan's fingers slipped between her legs.
"Thanks for the help there Princess" he smiled as he slid two fingers into the blonde "she's so fucking wet right now"
"Figured I'd at least challenge myself" Emily retorted.
"You're missing out" Morgan replied, slowly withdrawing his fingers before thrusting them back into JJ.
Holding his fingers deep inside her, he began to kiss her neck before using his thumb to circle her clit. JJ whimpered, torn between wanting to let herself go and enjoy the immediate pleasure, and knowing just how good it would be if she held out for Emily.
"Tell me…" the brunette took a deep breath "tell me how she feels"
"She's so wet" Morgan murmured "it feels so good to be inside her"
Emily involuntarily increased the pressure that her foot was applying on the gas. She wanted nothing more than to be inside JJ right now, and had to resist the urge to ignore all the laws of the road in order to win the damn bet with Morgan.
"How're you doing Jayje?" she asked the blonde.
"I'm good" JJ grunted, closing her eyes "my clit is so hard right now. I don't know…if I'm gonna be able to wait for your tongue"
"Fuck" the brunette gasped "please Jen…you know how much I want to suck your clit into my mouth…god I want to taste you so much…"
"Emily…" the blonde moaned.
"God I don't know whether to be turned on or offended" Morgan laughed, starting to thrust his fingers in and out of the blonde once again.
The brunette took the next corner more sharply than she had intended, causing Morgan's thumb to press down on JJ's clit. She heard the blonde gasp, and decided she needed to block out everything that was going on in the backseat for the last two minutes before she could claim her prize, desperately willing the blonde to hold on while she finished the journey.
But despite her best efforts, she couldn't block out the sound of JJ's moans. They permeated every fibre of her being, and she could feel the dampness between her own legs growing. The sounds that the blonde made when she came were ingrained in Emily's mind, and she knew she wasn't quite there yet. The parking lot at the bottom of her building was in sight, and silently she willed the blonde to hold on.
With a triumphant flourish she pulled into her parking space and hastily unfastened her seatbelt, practically leaping out of her seat and leaning her body through to the back of the car.
"Move" she ordered Morgan, nudging him out of the way.
"Security cameras?" he asked.
"Blacked out windows" Emily responded simply, before leaning down to bury her face between the blonde's legs.
Her body was contorted, and she would probably regret it in the morning, but in that moment, Emily didn't care. All she knew was that she had to taste JJ. She flattened her tongue, licking the entire length of the blonde's core. The two women moaned simultaneously, and Emily went straight for her prize. She sucked JJ's clit into her mouth, rolling her tongue over it as she felt the blonde's hips jerk up against her. The centre console was digging into her, but all she could focus on was the way that JJ's body was responding to her. Her hands gripped the blonde's thighs, forcing them apart as she began to kiss her clit over and over again, her tongue dragging over it every time she opened her mouth.
"Oh my god" JJ moaned "keep doing that…please…don't stop"
In that moment, Emily was aware of nothing but JJ. Not the discomfort caused by the way she was leaning through the gap in the seats, not Morgan next to her, not the fact that they were in the parking lot in her building. Everything was JJ. The taste, the smell, the sounds, and now the feel of the blonde's hands gripping her hair. She kept going, her sole focus on pushing JJ over the edge. Her tongue slid over the blonde's clit repeatedly as the air filled with the sounds of JJ's moans.
"Fuck!" the blonde cried out "Emily, fuck!"
Panting, JJ's head fell back against the headrest and she slowly opened her eyes to look at the brunette as she knelt back up into the front seat, wincing.
"Please tell me you haven't just put your back out…doing that…?" the blonde asked, narrowing her eyes.
"I'll be fine" Emily stretched "you might owe me a massage though"
"I think that can be arranged" JJ smiled back at her.
Morgan cleared his throat "If I may ladies…shall we take this some place more comfortable?"
"That's probably a good idea" Emily nodded.
"I'm not sure I can move" JJ said softly, causing the brunette to smirk.
"Given your current state of undress, that might be a problem" the brunette grinned "I'm fairly sure you don't want one of us carrying you inside like that"
The blonde's eyes widened "You wouldn't dare"
"Probably not" Emily shrugged "but you'll never know if that's just because my back hurts"
"I'm saying nothing" Morgan held his hands up before starting to get out of the car.
Emily climbed out of the drivers door and walked around to open the door next to the blonde, knowing that the blacked out windows would still preserve JJ's modesty.
"You need some help?" she smiled at the blonde.
"Emily Prentiss, I am quite capable of dressing myself" JJ glared at her.
"Still" the brunette knelt down, helping JJ get her pants back on "doesn't mean I can't be of assistance"
The blonde smiled shyly, waiting for Emily to look her in the eyes "Hi"
"Hi" the brunette blushed.
JJ turned as if to get out of the car, but took hold of Emily's neck before she could move out of the way. She leant in, slowly pressing their lips together, and heard the brunette exhale deeply.
"Thank you" the blonde whispered softly against Emily's lips.
"Anytime" the brunette smiled, pressing their mouths together again.
Emily slowly leant up, maintaining eye contact with the blonde. She held out her hand to assist JJ with getting out of the car, and by that time Morgan had appeared behind her.
"Hey" he smiled, stepping in so that he was pressed against Emily's back, with one hand wrapped around her waist "you all good?"
"Absolutely" JJ smiled back at him as she got out of the car "I think we should take this inside before the security cameras see something that they really shouldn't"
Minutes later and they were safely inside Emily's apartment, dignity still in tact. The brunette had led the way in, and turned to her two guests with a smile.
"I have to say…" Morgan sauntered towards her, taking hold of her hips to pull her flush against him "you've got some moves, Princess"
"Oh yeah?" she chuckled, tilting her head to invite him to kiss his way down her neck.
"Mmmhmm" he nodded, taking her hand and placing it on his crotch "damn you got me hard, thinking about fucking you while you were grinding up on me like that"
"That's what you want, is it?" she kissed him deeply "To fuck?"
"Hell yeah"
They kissed again as she removed his shirt and unfastened his belt.
"Bedroom" she said simply.
Morgan needed no further invitation, and removed his pants before heading for the bedroom. The brunette turned to JJ, beckoning for her to follow.
The blonde was hesitant. Her head was spinning. Watching Emily with Morgan like that…every interaction between them made her chest burn with jealousy. And she knew she was being ridiculous. She'd just sat in the back of the car, letting Morgan fuck her while Emily watched on. And Emily had just seemed turned on by it rather than jealous.
Deep down, JJ kind of knew that that was what she was hoping for. She wanted Emily to be jealous, to want her all to herself.
And with that motivation, she strode determinedly into the bedroom, passing by Emily and letting her hand brush against the brunette's ass.
Her eyes met Morgan's, and he removed his boxers, showing her just how excited the earlier events had made him.
"I think you'd better get on the bed" JJ purred.
"Yes ma'am"
Morgan did as he was told, climbing onto the bed and laying on his back. Keeping her eyes on him, the blonde pulled off her top, before reaching behind herself to unfasten her bra and let it drop to the floor. Before she could reach for her pants, she felt Emily's arms wrap around her from behind, sliding over her stomach and slowly dragging down her zipper. One hand then slid into her underwear.
"Mmm" the brunette moaned, flicking her tongue over JJ's earlobe "I think she might be even wetter than before, Morgan"
"Fuck that's hot" he breathed, reaching into the bedside table to pull out a condom and put it on.
With Emily's assistance, the blonde removed her pants and underwear before crawling up the bed until her knees were either side of his hips. She took Morgan's length in one hand, slowly lowering herself down onto him.
"Shit!" JJ cried out, her body adjusting to the intrusion.
Morgan reached out to hold both of the blonde's hips, guiding her to begin rocking against him. As JJ began to increase the pace of her movements, Emily walked around the bed so that she had a better view of the blonde's body. Sending the brunette's eyes on her, JJ lifted her hands and tangled them in her own hair, moaning in pleasure.
"God you're so tight" Morgan marvelled, sliding his hands up and down the blonde's sides to encourage her.
JJ leant forwards, placing her hands on the bed as she continued to rock her hips, changing the angle and groaning as she did. She heard a moan from Emily, and looked up to see that the brunette had unzipped her own pants and was touching herself. One of Morgan's hands ran up her body, cupping her breast as she continued to ride him.
Locking her eyes with Emily's, the blonde adjusted herself so that she was back upright and began to lift herself up and down, feeling Morgan thrust up into her in time with her movements.
"Fuck!" he groaned "I'm gonna cum"
Gripping JJ's hips tightly, he pulled her down against him so that he was fully inside her as he came, grunting loudly. The blonde's eyes never left Emily's, and as soon as Morgan released his grip on her, she climbed off of him and dropped to her knees in front of the brunette.
Yanking down Emily's pants and underwear in one go, JJ immediately buried her face between her legs, sucking her clit into her mouth.
"Oh holy fuck!" the brunette gasped, leaning back against the wall to prevent herself from falling over.
The blonde began to lap at her clit, and Emily was fairly sure she'd never experienced anything hotter. She rocked her hips against the blonde's face, and just as she thought she was about to be pushed over the edge, JJ suddenly slowed her tongue movements until it was almost stationary.
"Please" Emily begged.
She groaned loudly as the blonde began to drag her tongue around her clit in what was almost a painfully slow circular motion.
"Oh my fucking god!" the brunette cried out.
Without warning, JJ began to lick her clit again with even more vigour than before. It was merely seconds before the brunette was crying out, her whole body shaking as she came against the blonde's mouth.
JJ slowly got to her feet, wiping her mouth as she smirked. She watched as the brunette seemed to regain focus, her eyes darkened and determined.
Emily reached forwards, grabbing the blonde's neck and crushing their lips together in a bruising kiss. Moments later she was spinning JJ round and bending over so that her arms leant on the bed next to Morgan.
Emily stepped in behind her and with no hesitation slammed two fingers into the blonde.
"Fuck!" JJ gasped, instinctively rocking her hips back against the brunette so that her fingers thrust deeper inside her.
Using her own body to increase the pressure behind each thrust, Emily found herself moaning again. She raked the nails of her free hand down the blonde's back before reaching under her body and letting her fingers seek out JJ's clit.
"You ladies have no idea how hot this view is right now" Morgan grinned at them both.
"Em….god…." JJ panted "you're gonna make me cum again"
"That's exactly what I want" the brunette rasped "I want to hear you. Let go and cum for me"
"Fuck fuck fuck. EMILY!" the blonde cried.
The force of the orgasm made JJ drop to her knees, and she almost immediately felt the brunette kneeling behind her and wrapping her in her arms.
"Fuck" the blonde breathed again, letting herself be pulled back against Emily's body.
"You two are so damn hot" Morgan admired the women.
"Hell yeah we are" Emily smirked.
"Hot…and completely incapable of moving" the blonde added.
"Does that mean I can persuade you to stay with us tonight?" the brunette asked softly, kissing JJ's shoulder.
"Do I have a choice?"
"Do you want one?" Emily countered.
JJ turned her head slowly to look at the brunette "No. No, I don't think I do"