After a plaguing case in Indianapolis, the team went their own ways for a weekend and Emily took full advantage of finally having some time to herself.

Getting dressed up in a short, tight dress, she hit the bars in D.C and ended up finding a petite blonde to take home for the night. She brushed away the guilting feeling she had deep inside of her when she was clamped between the woman's legs, her head buried at the apex of her thighs as she drew some of the filthiest noises and curses from the blonde.

Her and JJ had a rocky few moments after Penelope had gotten shot and was now recovering and back to work. The moments they shared that night were far deeper and more personal than either of them had experienced together before and JJ had taken a step back. Distancing herself from Emily, leaving the brunette to wonder if she'd done something wrong or overstepped that fateful night.


When Emily walked into the BAU bullpen the following Monday morning, she hadn't expected JJ to be perched on the side of Reid's desk, giggling and joking with the young doctor.

"Oh, good morning, Emily." Reid spoke up when he noticed the brunette walk towards her desk.

"Dr Reid." Emily smiled softly. "Agent Jareau."

It was cold and Emily knew it, but she didn't want to come across like everything was all sunshine and rainbows between the two of them when they hadn't actually spoken outside of work for weeks. JJ took a moment to look at Emily, raking her eyes up and down the brunette, dressed in her usual black pants, but this day she was wearing a matching waistcoat. Cinching in at her waist and making her hourglass figure pop beautifully. Her eyes lingered over Emily's chest, and then to the top of her collar, where a hickey was just visible under the white cotton of her shirt. She felt the jealousy drip through her, burning in her chest and all the way to her toes.

Emily had slept with someone else...

"Agent Prentiss." JJ nodded her head towards Emily, quickly making herself scarce after the fact. The tension was almost unbearable – she had shared that night with Emily, and it scared her. Feeling so close to the brunette in a time of need, she didn't quite know how to bring herself back from it and continue as normal, so she gave her some space.

"Morning Princess." Derek snuck up behind Emily and made her jump, earning a playful slap on the arm.

"You're an ass sometimes Morgan." Emily chuckled breathily, a hand on her chest as she calmed her rapidly beating heart.

"Ooh, look what we have here." Morgan plucked the side of Emily's collar away from her neck, exposing the dark purple bruise in all its glory.

"Shit, I thought I'd covered that up." Emily batted his hand away and straightened her collar, so it covered the mark.

"Not well enough." Morgan winked. "Who's the lucky guy?"

"Who said it was a guy?" Emily chimed back.

"Well, well - Princess likes the ladies too." Derek chuckled, sticking his tongue out and running it along his bottom lip with a dirty look in his eyes.

"Just the ladies Morgan." Emily corrected him with a small smirk.

"That's going to make our nights out even more entertaining."

"You know, there's a good percentage of agents in the FBI that identify as a member of the LGBTQ+." Reid blushed lightly as he looked towards Emily, a weak smile met Emily's eyes as she sighed.

"No shit." Emily nodded.

Hotch interrupted their less from professional conversation to pull them all into the conference room, them all groaning quietly at the prospect of going away for a new case so soon after their last one. He gave them all a glare in response to their annoyance and marched into the room, leaving them to jump from their chairs and follow quickly.

"You'll be glad to hear that we aren't needed anywhere today." Hotch informed them, and the sighs of relief almost made him break his stone-faced character.

"That's only if I don't get any urgent requests come through." JJ added from her seat opposite Hotch. Emily chanced a glance at the blonde, meeting furiously intimidating eyes that almost made her regret her decision.

"So, paperwork, catch up on reports from last week and we can all be out of here by 1700." Hotch wrapped his knuckles twice on the table before standing to return to his office.

On days like today, whilst they did catch up on paperwork and any other important business they had to attend to, it also gave them a chance to mess around a bit and chat more about personal life than work. Emily on one hand, was a little glad she had plenty of things to catch up on but was not ready to be badgered by her partner as to what she got up to that weekend.

"So, the lady... What's her name?" Morgan jumped straight in as soon as they sat down at their desks.

"Uh, I don't know actually." Emily mumbled.

"Prentiss you dog." Morgan laughed loudly.

"It was a moment of weakness, and it wasn't that great anyway." Emily shrugged with a breath. The woman in question did in fact have a name, and that was Alicia, but she didn't need to tell anyone that. It was Emily's name that was getting screamed out in pleasure that night.

She wasn't going to tell Morgan that she did all the work and brought that woman to climax several times before she made up some shit excuse that she had to leave, leaving Emily with proverbial 'blue balls'. She also wasn't going to tell him that she had rathered it be someone else, someone who was sat just meters away in her office stewing over requests from departments across the states asking for their help.

She'd been desperate for JJ's touch, but with their 'hiatus' in their sexual escapades, Emily didn't feel like she could go to the blonde and even talk to her, let alone ask her for an orgasm.

The day dragged on and by 1630, Emily was counting down the minutes until Hotch would ultimately dismiss them for the evening and she could go back to her apartment and have some of that much needed alone time after sitting at her desk and replaying every encounter herself and JJ had had over the past few months. She could feel the moisture between her legs and knowing how turned on she was made the waiting worse, making every minute feel like hours going by. It was torture.

She got through it though, and after Derek and Spencer had left, she logged out of her computer and began getting her things together to leave.

"Prentiss." Emily's head snapped up at her name, looking around to see where it had come from. "Can I speak to you for a second please?"

It was JJ. The first words she'd spoken to the brunette since that morning and Emily felt the heat coil in her stomach even more.

"Sure Jayje, just gimme a minute to pack up." Emily gave her a soft smile as she continued putting a few files in the tray on her desk.

"Now, Agent Prentiss." JJ beckoned.

Emily's brows furrowed but she quickly got up from her desk and made her way towards the blonde's office. She had nerves of steel usually, but JJ was one of the few people in the entire world that made them spark and quiver inside her. JJ waited by the door, closing it quickly behind Emily once she was in the room.

"Jayj-"

"What the hell is this?" JJ yanked the side of Emily's collar down to once again expose the purple mark on her neck.

"It's a hickey." Emily snapped back.

"You fucked someone else? You let someone else taste your pussy, make you come with their mouth?" JJ growled, her hands grabbing onto Emily's waist in the most possessive manner.

"I- she didn't touch me, barely. I did it all to her." Emily swallowed harshly, biting back the moan in her throat when JJ's fingers tightened on her. She was shoved towards the blonde's desk, sending several stacks of files flying to the floor when she landed against the side. "What the fu-"

"You think I've spent the last few months showing you all this just so you can go fuck someone else?"

"What?" Emily looked at her confused.

"You're mine Emily. No one else gets to enjoy what I've taught you, that mouth... that tongue." JJ stepped towards the brunette and watched her flinch slightly.

"But you-"

"Mine, Emily. I'm not usually selfish, but I want you all to myself. I'm only one that gets to come in your mouth, on your lips and on your fingers. Not some bitch you pick up at a bar." She inhaled deeply. "Me." JJ's voice was dark and husky, her pupils dilated as far as they could go as she closed the distance between the two of them. She grabbed Emily by the hair and pulled her in for a brutal kiss, teeth clashing as Emily melted into it, getting a hold on JJ as quickly as she could.

Emily almost felt used, degraded by the way JJ was talking to her, about her. But what overtook all of that was the burning arousal she felt spread throughout her body, filled her chest like a crackling fire as JJ pulled her in closer. Hands fumbling at the waistband of Emily's pants, JJ needed to make sure Emily knew that it was her and only her that could touch her like that. Whether it was exclusive or not, JJ wanted Emily and only Emily.

"No one can fuck you better than I can. And no one fucks me better than you do baby." JJ mumbled against Emily's swollen lips, hands now at the waistcoat, undoing the buttons with ease.

"I'm sorry." Emily panted, aiding JJ in ridding her of her clothing, first her waistcoat and then her pants.

"I want you to show me just how sorry you are Emily."

Emily moaned at the order. She loved this side of JJ, and whilst she didn't get to see it often, it turned her on no end. JJ being so possessive and needy – Emily thrived on feeling so wanted.

"Only you make me feel like this JJ." Emily took JJ's hand and pushed it into her underwear, watching the blonde's eyelids flutter when she felt just how wet Emily was. All day she'd been waiting to make herself come, and now with JJ's domination, she knew it wouldn't be long before she got what she needed.

"Were you this wet for that little slut from the bar?" JJ spat, fingers rubbing Emily's clit harshly as the brunette gasped against her mouth.

"God JJ, no. All she left was a hickey, she didn't touch me anywhere else I swear." Emily whined.

"I don't want to ever see anyone else's marks on you again. You're mine Prentiss." JJ dropped her mouth to Emily's neck, licking and sucking at her pulse point before biting down hard enough to leave indents from her teeth. Emily groaned loudly; JJ's mouth felt a million times better than Alicia's ever could.

"You didn't let her touch you, leave more than a hickey because you knew she wouldn't be as good as me, huh baby..." JJ lathed the marks with her tongue, making Emily shudder to her core.

"Please Jennifer." Emily whimpered, her skin burning from the several bites that JJ had left on her neck, for everyone to see.

"Please what Emily? I don't know what you want unless you tell me specifically." JJ pulled away, taking a step back from the panting brunette.

"Touch me. Fuck me. Make me yours. Remind me who I belong to." Emily pleaded.

Emily was a picture JJ wanted permanently etched in her mind. In complete disarray with her hair pulled out of her ponytail; her shirt half undone with her boobs spilling out of the cups of her lace bra – her cheeks a furious red with bruised lips just begging to be kissed. JJ could no longer control herself, closing the distance once more to give Emily exactly what she asked for. Her hands at the waistband of the brunette's underwear as they were swiftly yanked off, discarded who knows where in her office. Her shirt went next, and her bra quickly followed.

It wasn't the first time they'd fucked at work, and it sure wasn't going to be the last if they carried on going the way they were. Emily was a thrill seeker, and there was nothing like knowing she was about to get railed with her superior's office just two doors away. She watched JJ walk to the blinds and close them completely, blocking the rest of the bullpen from seeing what was about to happen, then strip herself of her shirt before standing in front of her again.

"You make me feel so out of control, I- I just can't explain it." JJ ran her hands up Emily's waist and found purchase at her breasts, squeezing lightly as she relished the sounds escaping Emily's mouth. She took a rosy nipple into her mouth, letting her teeth graze over the sensitive nub and felt it harden as she began to suck on it. Her hands wandered between the brunette's thighs, finding that sweet nectar that she so desperately wanted flooding into her mouth as she made Emily come over, and over again until she couldn't form words.

Switching from one breast to the other, she copied her ministrations, making sure that nothing was untouched whilst her fingers continued to tease and explore Emily's core. Emily whines were enough to make JJ's stomach coil, desperation in her voice and the way her hips were rocking just slightly towards her touch. Slipping lithe fingers between the brunette's folds, JJ nudged Emily backwards on the desk and thrust two digits into the dripping heat that waited.

"Ho- Fuck Jay." Emily gasped, hands grabbing at the edge of the blonde's desk as she drew her legs up to find some stability before JJ started fucking her harder. JJ's mouth was watering at the sight of Emily's glistening arousal coating her fingers as they moved in and out of the brunette. The way it covered the inside of her thighs and made it look even more delicious than it normally did.

In that moment, Emily had made a firm decision that JJ knew her body better than she did herself, curling her fingers just at the right moments to brush against her g-spot. It made her tremble everywhere and she knew that she would be struggling with the use of her legs for the remainder of that evening and quite possibly the next day.

Emily gasped again when JJ's teeth clamped down on the supple flesh of her inner thigh, hard enough to leave a bruise and indents to remind Emily that she belonged to JJ. Each thing that JJ did pushed her just a little bit further towards climax and before she knew it, she was begging the blonde for her mouth.

"You want my tongue baby?" JJ purred; darkened eyes fixed on even darker orbs below her.

"P-please Jayje, I'm gonna come." Emily whimpered.

"You sound so pathetic, begging me to put my mouth on you. Do you think that's what you deserve after going and fucking another girl, huh?" JJ grit her teeth at the thought of Emily's mouth on another woman's pussy. She tried to push past the jealousy, the anger towards Emily, but all that left her mouth was a short dark laugh.

"Jay- no, please don't." Emily protested as JJ pulled her hand from between her thighs.

"Make it up to me and I might think about letting you come." JJ told her with a dark tone, still just as intimidating as it was when she walked into the blonde's office minutes before. Emily only just managed to drag herself from the desk, sitting up and slipping off the side in an ungraceful manner as she dropped to knees before JJ. "Pretty little slut on her knees for me." JJ grinned devilishly.

"I'd do anything for you JJ. Just tell me what I can do to earn your forgiveness." Emily looked up at JJ with pleading eyes.

"I want everything Emily. Everything you could possibly have to offer me, your mind – your body. Your heart." JJ whispered the last part, trying to steel herself in such an intense moment that she had almost let it overwhelm her. Her feelings towards the brunette agent were so secret that before now she hadn't even admitted them to herself aloud. She was sure Emily knew. Emily was just as much of a closed book as JJ was, but she'd let certain parts slip through the cracks and JJ had caught it every time. She really did want everything; Emily was truly like no other.

"I want you." JJ finally spoke after what felt like hours of earth-shattering silence.

Emily had her hands at the hem of JJ's skirt, pushing it up so it bunched around the blonde's petite waist and stood on her feet once again. She looked deep into her favourite ice blue eyes, that were now blacker thanks to the blonde's evident arousal, silently asking for some sort of approval before she made her next move.

"Kiss me." JJ whispered, eyes darting from Emily's to her lips, closing the distance between them not a second later. Emily always moaned when she kissed JJ – the blonde's taste was delectable and unique, and Emily could never get enough. Fingers fumbled with the elasticated waistband of the thong JJ wore, letting it fall to her ankles and then swiftly be discarded with the flick of her foot. Emily wanted nothing more than to bring JJ to mindless pleasure repeatedly, but by the way the blonde's hands were desperately grabbing at her own, she knew JJ was in no mood to fuck around with teasing and taking her sweet time.

"I- I." Emily mumbled against JJ's mouth, breathless and heated as she bit down on JJ's bottom lip. She earned herself a gasp, quickly followed by a low groan for her efforts. "Want you to come."

"Do it then." JJ growled.

"How?"

"Sit- uh... wanna sit on your face."

Emily grinned as she pulled away from the blonde's mouth, grabbing JJ by the wrist to lead her towards the somewhat comfortable couch that was tucked towards the back of her office. Emily happily laid down and waited for JJ to straddle her. JJ was eager, they had yet to do this position which was a personal favourite of hers and hoped that it would soon become the same for Emily. She wasted no time in carefully positioning one knee above Emily's shoulder – once she was there, Emily instantly grabbed her thighs and pulled her down to her mouth.

The moan that erupted from JJ's throat was pure bliss. Emily watched in awe as JJ's head fell back and her hips started to grind down into Emily's mouth – this was the best view in the house.

"Fuck Em. God, you drive me fucking crazy." JJ groaned, her hand weaving through Emily's hair and pulling her even closer to her core. Emily's tongue was magical against her throbbing clit, sucking and flicking over the bundle with full effort. She hadn't forgotten about Emily's denied orgasm, feeling some sort of need to apologise for not giving her the pleasure. She leaned back just enough to feel the heated skin of Emily's stomach, knowing she wasn't far off the brunette's core and slipped her hand further to find the dripping arousal at the apex of her thighs. Emily jumped at the sudden and unexpected contact, groaning into JJ as the blonde started to play with her once again.

A muffled fuck made JJ smirk, leaning back further to replace what Emily had taken from her minutes ago. Her fingers curled as they entered the brunette, making hips thrust into the air as the woman started panting.

"Jen..." Emily groaned against JJ's sex, and although it was mumbled, JJ knew it was a warning that she was close.

"Come on baby, I want you to come." JJ grinned again, grinding onto Emily's lips as they latched onto her pulsing clit. She was close herself, staving off the release until she knew Emily was well on her way. JJ froze for a split second when she heard a door slam outside her office. She knew she'd locked her door after Emily came in, but the thought of someone hearing them or even attempting to come into her office made her pussy clench.

"You're gonna make me fucking scream if you keep doing that with your tongue Emily." JJ growled, picking up the pace of her fingers inside of the brunette. Emily moaned into her, eye's fluttering at the prospect. She loved it when JJ came so loudly.

"Someone's outside, be quiet." JJ spoke in a harsh whisper, biting back her own moan as Emily flicked her tongue over her clit in retaliation to the command.

To further her point of retaliation, Emily started flicking her tongue faster and sucking harder on JJ, sending the blonde rocketing into a climax stronger than JJ could bare to control. JJ almost folded over at the intensity, thighs clamping onto Emily's head as she bit down on her tongue hard enough to draw blood. That still didn't help stop the filthiest moan escape from her throat when she felt Emily's wall tighten around her fingers, knowing the brunette's orgasm had finally hit her – the noises and vibrations that were being released from beneath her told her enough.

"Jesus." JJ squeezed her eyes shut as she tried to control herself, but Emily's tongue continuing to push her further into pleasure was mind-blowing. She cried out loudly, her free hand coming to hold Emily's head to her core once again as one climax rolled into another, and she felt like she was going to pass out.

"Hmm." Emily relaxed her mouth on JJ, taking a long and savouring swipe of the fresh juices at JJ's entrance before her hand ran over the blonde's toned stomach. She watched JJ's chest heave heavily above her, pert breasts rising and falling with huge effort as she tried to regain some composure.

"I don't think my legs work." JJ whispered in a chuckle.

"Poor baby, do you need me to carry you out of the office?" Emily chirped, still between the blonde's legs.

"This was about me reasserting my dominance and you ruined it with your tongue." JJ scowled at her playfully with a small pout.

"Well, you did say that I'm only allowed to make you come with my mouth - I did exactly what you told me to do Jennifer." Emily winked. JJ slowly removed herself from Emily's body and kneeled on the floor next to the couch, legs still shaking with the aftershocks of her pleasure.

"Yes, you did, because you're my good girl Emily." JJ's lips curled into a devilish smile before she pressed her lips to the brunette's. Emily whimpered quietly at the praise. "So, get dressed and why don't we go back to my place so I can show you just how appreciative I am of your efforts?"

"Just what have you got planned Jareau?" Emily cocked an eyebrow as she sat up.

"That's for me to know, and for you to soak your panties thinking about on the drive over."