And little did Hotch care about what anyone else was thinking. Emily's reaction to his kisses nearly left him bereft of all brainpower he normally had. But it finally did no longer matter to him. He continued to trace Emily's chin with soft caresses, her every reaction, her impatient moans feeling like the best thing he ever got in his life.
Reid started to feel a bit awkward. All he and JJ had been doing so far - how long had it been? He'd lost track of time somehow, it felt like only seconds and many hours at the same time - was watching their friends, and to him it felt more like spying. He was not at all comfortable with watching them so closely when obviously giving them privacy would have been decent. Besides, it wasn't as if his body wouldn't start to react to what he was following. Adding the feeling of JJ who was almost purring with contentment in his arms didn't help matters. He tried hard to remain all casual, but the struggle was growing.
JJ seemed oblivious to Reid's troubles. She thoroughly enjoyed watching her friends, obviously over the moon at finally having gotten what they wanted most. She tilted her head sideways and turned towards Reid's face, looking at him with big innocent eyes.
"What do you think?" She asked him.
"I'm... uh..., ah, you know... it's..."
She chuckled softly. "Are they making you nervous?"
He cleared his throat. "Well, I'm actually wondering whether this is the new standard behaviour expected from BAU members." He desperately tried to make his comment sound as dry as possible.
JJ pondered this for a moment. "Or am I making you nervous, then?" she asked, an impish glint in her eyes.
His face flushed so badly that she could notice it even in the dim light of the bar. Score. Feeling a bit wicked she wanted to tease Reid further and turned around in his arms, her hands now resting behind his back, where she started to slowly trace her nails up and down his spine. Oh yes, she had him trapped. "So, what do you think we should do now?" she asked him, still looking perfectly innocent.
He was a total goner. No matter what JJ was playing at, Reid was only human, too. He simply stared at her, even his mind at loss for coherent words. That girl in his arms would have been one hell of a catch even for the High School Football Hero, not to mention for the High School Geek like him. Part of him wanted to run, fast. But another part - and that one seemed to be getting stronger by the minute - simply wanted to go along with her game and see whether she'd actually take what she had asked for.
Catching sight of JJ's and Reid's changed attitude, Garcia nudged Morgan. "This is contagious behaviour, it seems, my Pretty Boy."
"Yeah, and if genius is putting his foot down only a bit he'll even overtake Hotch." he chuckled.
"If I was Emily, I'd have killed that guy out of sheer frustration by now" she sighed.
"Baby Girl, that's the art of patience and unrivalled heights of pleasure." he whispered in her ear. "If you behave I'll teach you that one day."
"Don't. Or I'll have to constantly think of Hotch when you are doing this." Garcia let out with a snort. They both broke into laughter.
"I see. So you rather have it quick and dirty. I have that in my repertoire, too, you know."
JJ was surprised. She hadn't expected that Reid would play along so easily. But then, she noticed that she liked this a lot. As she actually liked him a lot. So she put her hands on his buttocks and pulled him even closer to her. No chance of hiding anything anymore. Thinking that it was her having this effect on Reid really turned her on and she started to move again in the rhythm of the music still surrounding them. Reid gulped, but his body reacted before his mind even found time to think. His arms pulled her as close to her chest as possible. Their faces only inches apart, she smiled. "Now are we going to follow these new standards?"
The next thing his mind registered was the incredible feeling of her soft, warm lips against his, and all he could do was follow her light-headedly as she deepened their kiss more and more, feeling as if Christmas, Easter and Birthday had arrived to him on the very same day.
And finally, after what felt like an eternity, Hotch opened his eyes and looked at Emily's face before he kissed her. He knew he was never going to forget how she looked in this very moment, regardless of what came after. Just seeing, feeling the joy and emotion on her face, and having the memory of it to him forever had been worth it.
Of course he had no intention to be satisfied with this, but if they had let their expectations build any higher they would probably have been disappointed. But for now, he felt like he had died and gone to heaven. The next moment, all softness had gone from his behaviour. One hand on her buttocks, he pressed Emily to his groin with all the force he could find. He wanted, needed her to feel what she did to him, how she made him feel, and how badly he wanted her. His other hand held her head so he could kiss her, almost savagely, daring her to try and move.
Emily had nothing to object about. The touch of his lips on hers almost knocked her over. She'd been torn between the desire that he'd continue his sweet torture forever and a mad urge to hit him if he wouldn't just finally come to the point. Well, that was quickly forgotten. She was so turned on that his kiss would almost have been enough to make her come. From what the more southern parts of his body told her, he hadn't much countenance left, either.
Emily ripped his shirt out of his pants and placed her hands under it. She simply had to feel his skin now; there was no way to wait any longer. Her hands continued their roaming of his back and buttocks, and she relished in the feeling of his warm skin against her hands. Incoherent thoughts shot through her head, the only thing she was actually aware of was that she didn't want, couldn't wait any longer, she just wanted this man, wanted everything he was and would give her, and wanted it right now. She urged him to further deepen their kiss, her tongue playfully teasing his. Her hips moved against his, god, he was so hard and this felt so wonderful. Her breathing was ragged when she whispered in his ear "You have me there, almost, please..."
Obviously it hadn't been enough that she was making him want to explode by touching all of his back and nearly assaulting his lips. Hearing her say those words was nearly unbearable. But who was he to complain? He slid the one hand on her back inside her pants, starting to caress her buttocks and pressed himself against her moving hips, giving her as much friction as possible. Her reactions told him he was doing good.
Pulling her head away a few inches, he stilled her ferocious attacks on his mouth for a moment, having her moan at him in frustration, before he kissed her again, giving her the most sensual kiss she'd ever experienced. "Let go, my girl, come for me..." he murmured against her lips, she rather felt than heard his words, ringing through her entire body. There was nothing to hold her back, and whit a deep, satisfied moan that Hotch hushed with his kiss, she came, her feelings completely exposed to him, who held her close until she returned from her high. It was all he could do to hold back himself and not follow her into this bliss.
When her legs would properly carry herself again, she looked at him. "Come on, Aaron. Let's get out of here..."