Hi all! Another story, although I'm playing with a different pairing this time around. I've got some ideas of where this story will go, but I haven't got the whole thing quite planned out yet. We'll see how it goes! I've only got a few chapters written so far.

All in Emily's POV, as always.

-A xx

Post ep 5x18 – The Fight

Two years ago

"You guys want to watch out for this one. She's gonna have a hard time getting over me." Mick let a small smirk grace his lips as he took a sip from his beer.

"Like kicking a virus." I replied snidely.

"You know, I could have just missed."

"With your ego? Not a chance." I smiled as I saw Morgan and JJ laughing at us behind him.

Standing in the bunker that the Red Cell team called a workspace, drinking beer and partaking in playful banter, it made me so curious about him. I resisted speaking with him further and made my way across the room to the others. Gina gave me a bright smile and held her beer out for me to clink. I returned her smile and sat on the bench that she was leaning against. Joining their conversation, we talked about the case for quite a while before Gina tapped my leg and motioned for me to follow her. I followed her across the room away from both groups.

"I just want to let you know that Mick isn't as much of a player as he seems. I actually haven't seen him show any interest in anyone since his girlfriend left him two years ago, courtesy of the job of course."

"Why are you telling me this?"

"He likes you."

"No…you don't say."

She laughed lightly and shook her head before lifting her beer to her lips, "If you are at all interested, give him a shot." She winked and then made her way back to where we stood moments earlier, and before I could move, I saw Mick approaching me.

He smiled at me and I took a breath to calm myself. He had the most amazing smile. The accent, badge, and gun didn't hurt either. He handed a fresh beer out to me and I finished off this bottle as I took it with a quiet thanks. He made small talk to begin with, and then he began to flirt heavily with me. I found myself laughing with him, and it was nice after the horrors of the job. "You're really beautiful, you know that." He voice got quieter as he gave me a sweet look. He was absolutely a player.

I tilted my head, "That's the beer kicking in."

He shook his head, "Do you think you could grace me with your personal number?"

I smirked and thought to myself for a second. Out the corner of my eye, I could see every other member in the room watching us, and I felt my cheeks flush. I took a step closer to close the distance and put my mouth to his ear, whispering to him, "That needs to be earnt." I slipped my room key sleeve into his coat pocket on the other side of him, away from the prying eyes. I turned swiftly and walked back over to others, who had now formed one group. They acted as if they weren't just watching our exchange, although I was almost certain no one knew I slipped him the key sleeve.

I smiled at Morgan and he slung his arm over my shoulders as I leant into him, dropping my head to his shoulder as I drank back my beer.

Late, I excused myself from the remaining members of the group; Hotch, Rossi, Sam, and Reid had all excused themselves and gone to the hotel earlier. I winked at Mick subtly as I turned and grabbed my bag.

As soon as I got into my room, I jumped into the shower and shaved my legs as quick as ever. I got out and brushed my hair out and applied some mascara and a light layer of lipstick. I dressed in a lacy black two piece and slipped my robe over it. Just as I fastened the robe, I heard a quiet knock. I opened the door and smiled softly at him, stepping to the side and motioning for him to come in.

He carried two beers and passed one to me as I locked the door behind him. I thanked him and we sat at the small table, talking about our plans for the weekend. Once I finished my beer, I glanced to his and saw he had also finished. I bit my lip and I heard him groan quietly. I looked up with stunned eyes.

"Don't bite your lip; you don't know what that does to me."

"Don't speak, you don't know what your accent does to me." I shot back as I stood and sauntered across the room slowly, towards the bed. He was still seated, although eyes glued to me when I turned back to face him. The slightest smirk appeared on my lips and I found the robe tie and pulled slowly, letting the knot fall out and the robe fall off the front of me. I shrugged it off my shoulders and sat down on the bed, tilting my head as I looked at his eyes. His brown eyes staring into mine made me feel nervous, but I just smiled wider as he stood and slipped his sweater off as he approached me, leaving him in his jeans and tank. He leant down and pressed his lips to mine almost hesitantly. He seemed to relax once I pulled him over me as I lay back, never breaking our kiss. Once we both needed to breathe, we parted. "You are wearing too many clothes." I kissed below his ear as I unbuckled his belt. I pulled it away from him and threw it across the room, hearing the thud of the buckle contacting the ground. My hands found the hem of his tank next and I lifted slowly, letting the back of my fingers brush his skin as I pulled it up. Once over his head, he seemed to get a burst of confidence as he kissed me again, deeper this time. He lifted my upper body to him and let a hand slide around my back, meeting my bra clip. Swiftly and with one hand, he flicked it open and pulled the bra off my arms.

He pushed me back down to lay flat, "So beautiful." His lips met my neck, kissing down, across my collarbone, and slowly making their way to my breasts. I sucked in a breath as he took a nipple in his mouth, trying my hardest not to moan already. I heard him chuckle to himself, and the sound sent a heat through my body. I flipped us over quickly, straddling him. I moved down and pulled his jeans and underwear down with me. Once at his ankles, he shook them off and I was happy and surprised at what I saw. Much larger than average.

I took him into my mouth immediately and he gasped. He ran a hand through my hair roughly and set the pace he wanted, and I obliged happily. When I noticed he was close, a second later he pushed me away, "Slow down there, or we won't be getting very far."

I laughed and climbed back up him, meeting his lips in a searing kiss. I decided to just let go of my control, and I moaned into his mouth as his tongue pushed into mine. He flipped us again. I closed my eyes for a split second, and then snapped them open with a gasp of my own as his tongue made contact between my legs. It didn't take me long to get there at all, and after I warned him, he grabbed my thighs in place and kept going until I fell limp, panting. "Please." I breathed against his lips between soft kisses.

"Please what?"

I rolled my eyes; he really wanted me to beg. I wasn't usually that kind of person. Actually, I was usually the one being begged. "Please Mick, fuck me." I was still slightly out of breath from before, and he took no time obeying my request.

We took our time, both keeping the other from reaching their peak at the last moment. Eventually, we somehow silently agreed that we were done, and so we both got our release, and then he collapsed on top of me. "You, love, are one incredible being."

I laughed to myself, "Don't get too attached."

He seemed almost thrown off by my comment, but I just kissed his cheek and lay down, closing my eyes. Sleep was all I could think about now.