He closed his eyes and tried to shut out every worry that he might find in his mind. He sensed Emily relaxing more and more, leaning into him and let her hands roam every inch of his back. He felt his heart skip a beat when she put her hands into the back pockets of his jeans and started to caress his buttock lightly. All she did was softly scratch her fingernails up and down on the fabric inside his pockets, creating a tingly sensation on his skin. He bent his head lower towards her, resting his cheek against hers, taking in the scent of her hair. A fleeting thought made him wonder why every shampoo seemed to have to make the user feel as if she had emptied a bowl of fruit salad over her head. Well, who cared. When his lips finally touched her skin right below her ear, he felt her hands tightening their grip on him, pulling him even closer towards her. He brought one of his hands up, supporting her as she let her head rest in his palm, letting him move her wherever he wanted. He placed kisses light as feathers on her neck, slowly starting to work his way along her jawline, kissing, biting and licking her skin but never adding more pressure than the touch of a feather. Her hands left his butt as she had to cling to him for support. She felt as if her mind was being driven out of her head, so intense was the sensation of his lips and teeth and tongue on her skin.
In one of the rare moments when they broke their kiss to catch their breath, Garcia and Morgan looked over to Prentiss and Hotch. "Looks like you've been the trendsetter once again, my hero." Garcia whispered into Morgan's ear. "Yeah, looks like he finally got the hint, and I was already worried that he'd remain as responsive as a log to the signals Prentiss's been sending off all night. She's radiating more than a nuclear plant." He stated matter-of-factly. They both turned to look at each other again an broke into laughter. "You know," Garcia said, lifting her hand to stroke Morgans head and cheek, "I simply love those trends you're setting." She rather felt than saw his grin when she pulled his head down to hers and kissed him again.
Reid and JJ had been watching whilst remaining in the same comfortable position as they had been in for a while, Reid holding JJ close to him, her back leaning against his chest and her head tucked in next to his chin, all the while slowly moving from side to side with the rythm of the music surrounding them. They both watched their colleagues and friends with a mixture of pleasure and amusement, happy and content for them. Morgan and Garcia, that one was not unexpected, although they had yet never shown their affection for each other so obiouvsly, but Hotch and Prentiss? Sure, JJ had known that Emily harboured feelings for Hotch, but she wasn't aware of their intensity. And as for Hotch - that man didn't stop to surprise any of his team members tonight. They had never seen him like this, but they liked what they saw a lot. It was high time he finally showed them that he was only human, too, and needed to relax and enjoy at times. Surprising though how the intensity of his emotions showed on his face, in his every movement and gesture. It was as if his usual uber-correctness had been turned by 180 degrees. Not that he was misbehaving now, but he'd never before acted as if he didn't care the least what the rest of the world was thinking, or if it even did exist.