Don't mean to get a little forward with you, don't mean to get ahead of where we are
Don't mean to act a little nervous around you, I'm just a little nervous about my heart 'cause
It's been awhile since I felt this feeling that everything that you do gives me
It's been so long since somebody whispered
Shut up and kiss me
~Mary Chapin Carpenter
They've been back for a week. A long, mind-numbing, uneventful, paperwork-filled week. Morgan's bruises are mostly healed; they're all getting anxious and antsy. It's not that they hope someone will go on some whacked out killing spree, but they all need a break in the monotony. Even Garcia is on edge and snaps at Hotch when he asks her to verify a statement a witness made in their last case.
JJ hasn't said a word to Emily about what happened under the fireworks. It seems, Emily muses, that JJ has learned to compartmentalize with the best of them.
It's almost like nothing has changed between them, and really Emily hadn't expected it to. She's almost grateful for it; JJ has Will and Henry and what they'd shared had never had the feel of "something more".
Except Emily can't help but remember a promise growled in the heat of passion and some days it drives her crazy. Especially days like today when JJ doesn't want to be secluded in her office.
She's pulled a chair up to the corner of Emily's desk, just like she's done hundreds of times before; has her phone calls forwarded to Emily's phone.
The closeness is starting to get to Emily and she needs a distraction. She gets up to get them coffee, probably their third cup each, but on days like today, who's counting? JJ is on the phone when she returns, the lines around her mouth and eyes telling Emily not to get comfortable. They've got a case.
It's another small, non-descript town, just like so many of the others. Seems there's something about small town life that drives people crazy, Emily thinks out loud.
JJ chuckles. Emily has NO idea.
They get their profile and unsub quickly, only this time it's Reid who holds them up. He took a lead pipe to the knee and needs to wait for an orthopedic consult before he can fly. The rest of the team takes advantage of the opportunity for some down time and decides to stay the night.
The town is small enough that they have to double up in the hotel. Derek makes a smart ass comment about feeling bad for the person rooming with Emily -she has a tendency to use up all the towels without telling anyone - sealing his fate as her roommate for the duration of the case. JJ rooms with Reid.
Fresh from a shower, her bag packed and ready to go, Emily is just settling in to read when her phone buzzes on the stand beside her.
I need your help w/something. Meet in my room?
JJ. Emily sighs, looking at the short shorts and tiny tank top she's wearing and shrugs. She's so tired she really doesn't care if the guys see her this exposed; and Morgan's reaction last night was enough. She chuckles at the memory of his jaw dropping as she slips on flip flops and grabs her key.
She's barely finished knocking when JJ pulls her into the room. She slams Emily into the door, crushing her mouth to the startled brunette's.
Emily lets out a squeak before relaxing into the kiss, JJ's hands tangling in her damp hair. They break apart, breathless and panting and Emily raises an eyebrow at JJ.
"What exactly did you need help with, Jayje?"
JJ's cheeks are flushed, her eyes bright and impossibly blue.
"Shut up and kiss me, Em." JJ growls, pulling Emily's mouth to hers again. JJ's hands move from Emily's hair, sliding down her arms and across the strip of bare skin between the hem of her tank top and the waist band of her shorts.
Everywhere JJ touches burns and tingles; Emily moans, her own hands wander all over JJ.
The blonde shakes her head and takes Emily's hands, leads her to the bed closest to the door. She nudges the brunette until she's sitting on the bed. Emily tries again to get her hands on JJ, who shakes her head again and whispers "my turn."
"Jayje" Emily is almost pleading "please!?"
"Em, really, just shut up and relax." JJ kisses her again. "I've been thinking about this since you boarded the jet. Just…be patient and let me do this." Emily finally takes a moment to *really* look at JJ.
Her eyes are wide and bright, filled with a slight hint of nerves and hesitation. And Emily suddenly understands – JJ may have stuffed the memories of their night under the fireworks in a pretty little box but she hadn't forgotten. And she wants her turn; her curiosity is piqued and while she isn't totally confident, she has a need and hunger she can't deny anymore. Emily's been there, and she can't stop JJ even if she wanted to.
She reads the questions in JJ's eyes and nods slightly. A small smile plays across JJ's lips as she leans in for another kiss, this time slow and sensual.
Her hands go back to Emily's stomach, her fingers playing at the hem of her top. Emily groans, her body on fire and her patience wearing thin.
JJ pulls back, lifts Emily's shirt, and removes it smoothly. She gasps when she sees that Emily's not wearing a bra. She cups the brunette's breasts tentatively, feeling the weight of them. Her fingers shake a little as she moves them over the smooth skin, brushing Emily's nipples until they're dusky, hard peaks.
Emily moans JJ's name, arches her back into the blonde's hands. "JJ, if you don't do something soon, I…" her breath catches when JJ moves to take one of the hardened nipples into her mouth. She takes her time, all tongue and teeth, experimenting, exploring. She sucks on the swell of Emily's breast, leaves a mark that will bruise later.
JJ has to admit that she kind of likes the idea that she can mark Emily as hers. Even if Emily can't do the same in return.
She nudges Emily back onto the bed, her hands trailing down Emily's sides and pushing her shorts down as she goes. JJ kneels between Emily's ankles, sits back on her feet, and takes in Emily's lithe form lying beneath her. The brunette is long and thin, her ivory skin glowing and contrasting against her dark hair and eyes.
Emily flushes under JJ's scrutiny, a delicate pink tinting her cheeks and down her chest. She squirms slightly, her breaths coming in short little pants. "JJ, please…" she pleads.
"Emily, I – I don't…" JJ starts, embarrassed and unsure.
"JJ, it's ok. It – just – just do what comes naturally." Emily blushes, remembering how awkward her first experience was and how her lover had been so patient and understanding, more or less talking her through it. "I'll let you know…" her voice trails off as JJ nods.
JJ runs her hands up the outsides of Emily's legs, marveling at just how soft the brunette's skin is. Her touch is light, becomes more confident as JJ reaches Emily's hips and runs her hands across Emily's stomach.
JJ rises to her knees, leans over and kisses Emily's stomach, hips, down her thigh, before settling herself on her stomach between Emily's thighs. She nudges Emily's knees, encouraging her to open up to her, allowing JJ better access. JJ takes a minute to just look, to get her bearings, and to work out in her head that she is really going to do this. It's all new and unexpected but she can't seem to stop herself, she's still drawn to Emily like a moth to a flame.
Emily bucks her hips impatiently, groans JJ's name again in that pleading tone. She understands the hesitance and the exploration but she's beyond turned on and getting impatient.
JJ takes a deep breath, kisses the inside of Emily's thigh, and turns her attention to the brunette's core. Her tongue darts out, hesitantly at first, teases, sucks, nips, gaining confidence as Emily moans above her. Emily whispers guidance, tells JJ what feels good, encourages her to increase or decrease pressure, speed, direction.
Emily is at the edge of release when JJ pulls away and slinks her way up Emily's body, kissing her hard. Emily groans, her head swims when she tastes herself on JJ's mouth. JJ's hand moves to replace her mouth, teasing Emily back to the edge before plunging two fingers into her. JJ groans at how tight Emily is around her fingers, her muscles already clenching as an orgasm begins to roll through her. Emily's hips pump in tandem with JJ's fingers, her hands tangling in JJ's hair to keep the blonde's mouth on hers as she comes. JJ swallows Emily's cries as she comes, soaking JJ's hand.
JJ groans Emily's name, slows her fingers, draws out Emily's orgasm as the brunette shudders beneath her. Both women are panting, a sheen of sweat covers them. JJ pulls her head back enough to meet Emily's eyes and licks her lips nervously. Her blue eyes are shining, and she searches Emily's for approval. Emily chuckles quietly at what she sees in JJ's eyes, groans as JJ slowly removes her fingers and settles in next to her.
Emily rolls onto her side, cups JJ's face with her hand, kisses her softly and nods. She smiles softly as she feels JJ sigh and relax against her. Their wrap themselves around one another as their breathing slows. Emily shivers slightly, kisses JJ on the forehead and moves to get dressed.
"I should get back before Morgan notices I'm gone. The fewer questions, the better" Emily meets JJ's eyes, relieved to see the blonde nod in agreement.
"Emily, I – " she sighs "I don't know what this is. I love Will. I want Will. But, this – this is something so different and I – " Emily closes the space between them, cups JJ's face with her hands.
"Jayje? Shut up and kiss me."
Emily closes the door quietly, leans against it with a sigh, and moves silently through the room. She tiptoes to her bed, determined not to wake the sleeping Morgan, and groans when she finds her blanket missing, lying in a pile in the corner with the towels she'd used for her shower.