DC, December, 2004
It's the last day before Georgetown closes for the holidays. Alex has finished most of her paperwork already, because this is the last day she has with Jennifer before the younger woman leaves for Pennsylvania and her family. While she can't take her lover out in public, tonight they'll have a romantic dinner all by themselves. Agatha has already left to see her family, and JJ has the apartment to herself, which the two lovers will make good use of.
If they'll be able to wait, that is. This morning's linguistics class was a study in suppressed sexuality, and it was only the general holiday distraction that kept the rest of the class from noticing the game back and forth between the dignified professor and the wide-eyed scholarship student in the third row. The quick exchange of smouldering glances, the lip-licking, and of course the subtle non-sexual (but all-sexual) self-touching; a finger twirling a coil of light blonde hair, a hand very gently smoothing down the fabric of a somewhat revealing dress, fingertips gracing across a pursed lip… Jennifer Jareau and Alex Blake were practically making love right in the middle of the classroom, and nobody even noticed.
Alex feels a pleasant shiver running down her spine as she thinks about it. She isn't an exhibitionist by far, but as an idea, it is exciting. The risk of getting caught adds some extra spice to it, that is one thing for sure. She recalls when she and James were just starting to date, and she had agreed to come home with him and celebrate Thanksgiving with his parents in Boston. Now, Mary Blake had probably decided that her son should marry a finer breed than a cop's daughter, so she had treated Alex with what could best be described as civil hostility. It didn't help that Alex and James had been unable to keep their hands to themselves - they were only in their early twenties and newly infatuated - and at some point repressed sexuality needs to seep out in some way. In their case, they had snuck out into the garage, between meals, only to be caught in the act by James's father. James senior had managed to keep a straight face as he turned around and left, but as soon as the door closed behind him, they could hear him burst out laughing, efficiently ruining the mood for the rest of the day.
Fifteen years later, Alex still blushes at the memory. As far as she knows, her mother-in-law never found out about that event, but nor had she ever thawed completely when it came to the woman her only son decided to marry.
Maybe she saw this was coming later down the line, Alex thinks as walks around the desk to pick up the heap of papers that had balanced close enough to the edge to finally decide it wasn't going to stay in place any longer. Maybe she knew I would end up cheating on him. Maybe she was right; I was never the right woman for him.
"That's bullshit," she says out loud. "Everything was fine back then. When we stopped being right for each other, I don't know, but this wasn't something that was written in the stars, so shut up, Alex."
She sighs and picks up the papers. Then, instead of walking around her desk and return to her chair, she simply sits on the corner of her desk, looking up at the door just as it opens without a knock preceding it. JJ walks inside and looks at her - and the position she's in - with surprise.
"Wow. Just like in the pornos."
"First off, I'm actually wearing clothes," Alex says, her voice stern, her face anything but. She's smiling. Although she is feeling a bit shocked at the other woman's choice of words. "And second, I don't even want to know why you immediately connected the scene to a porn flick," she finishes, and her eyes twinkle.
"I may have seen one or two of those," Jennifer admits in a pretend shy voice. "Have I been a bad girl? Do you need to spank me now, Doctor Blake?"
Alex chuckles at the cheesy acting, but even so, it stirs something inside her and she lets out a low throaty sound; it's too aggressive to be a purr, but it's too gentle to be an actual growl.
"Maybe I should," Alex says, gesturing at her to come closer, and JJ laughs and steps up to her, placing herself in between the older woman's slightly parted legs, and gives her a kiss.
"You're wearing a dress today," JJ says and runs a hand down the dark red velvety fabric. With the black boots and the long black cardigan Alex wears with it, it doesn't look too fancy or inappropriate to wear in a university classroom the day before Christmas break, but as of right now, the cardigan is thrown over the back of her chair and the dress reveals her toned arms and a bit of cleavage, and JJ can barely keep her hands off of her. Alex loves the attention, but attention isn't the main thing. It's the honesty in it. JJ looks like she wants to devour her, one lick at a time, and that she can't help herself.
"Very observant," Alex replies.
"Is it for me?"
"No."
"No?" JJ says, and she sounds a little disappointed.
"The dress is just the wrapping," Alex says, putting a hand behind JJ's neck and pulls her in for a kiss. "Your gift is inside."
"Oh," JJ mumbles against her lover's mouth. "I almost thought you had forgotten."
"Forgotten Christmas?" Alex says between kisses. "It's my favourite holiday."
"Do you mind if it 'comes' a little early this year, though?" Jennifer jokes and one of her hands is already exploring the world underneath the velvet skirt.
"Oh my, what's gotten you so worked up?"
"I think you know. Your little stunt in the classroom when you put both hands at the small of your back and took a deep breath, it's really not fair of you to show off your goods to the entire classroom."
"I think you were the only one looking, to be honest."
"You only know that because you only looked at me to see my reaction."
"I yawned, Jennifer, I wasn't trying to be provocative," Alex says, but this is a blatant lie. Well, a half-lie at least. She did yawn, and realised the moment before she did that a very deep inhale would show off her chest in the most flattering way. So she only did what came naturally - while angling her body slightly in JJ's direction. Alex isn't a particularly busty woman, but with the right bra and the right body movement she can look the part.
"Yes, you did, and you succeeded. You were very provocative. You're so hot," JJ murmurs and kisses her.
"Not in the office," Alex objects, but her body agrees very much to JJ's touch.
"Yes, you're hot in the office," JJ says. "You'd be hot on Antarctica, fighting the polar bears…"
"Polar bears live in the aahhh… Arctic," Alex gasps and somehow manages to ward off JJ's exploring hands. This is a moment when she would have great use for that stern teacher's voice, but she has lost the ability to sound stern altogether for the moment. She's breathless, giggly, almost purring with love.
"We can't do this in the office," she says, but she doesn't sound very convincing even to her own ears. JJ's big blue eyes challenge her and distract her to the point where she is very close to throwing caution to the wind and pull her student up against her… but Alex's job is still too important to her, and if anyone caught her doing this to a student, she would be kicked out before anyone could say 'inappropriate behaviour'.
"I know," JJ says and gives her a final, lingering kiss that seems to reverberates deep into Alex's bones. "It just seems like an eternity until tonight."
"Yeah," Alex agrees silently. She knows she could just as well invite JJ over to her place - James will come home this Christmas, but he won't be home for another three days yet - but she can't bring herself to make that suggestion. She can't touch and kiss and make love to someone else in her husband's home. She wouldn't call it morals, exactly - if she had morals, she wouldn't have ended up having an affair in the first place - but it is what's left of them at least.
"I'm going to make my grandma's famous eggnog," JJ says. She's glowing. The fact that she'll only have Alex for one more night before the other woman goes back to her marriage over the holidays - to act as if nothing's happened - seems to have been pushed far back in her mind, almost banished from conscious thought. Or perhaps it's the exact opposite; she's so well aware that this is their last night for at least a couple of weeks, that she's going to make the very most of it.
The two women's glances and little kisses have almost worn down their mutual defenses and Alex opens her mouth to tell JJ to hell with it, let's do a private porno right here on the desk, when there's a knock on the door. They stare at each other for a moment, like deer in headlights, before JJ pulls away from Alex as if the other woman suddenly got too hot to touch. There is no way they can pretend they're just having a friendly chat - Alex's lipstick is smeared all over JJ's face, for one thing - and JJ makes the decision to hide in the only place she can fit; underneath Alex's desk.
"Chair," JJ hisses at her. "No way you can explain that dress while sitting on the desk, it shows way too much!" Alex knows she's right, and she quickly sits down on the chair and tries to get some paperwork up in front of her. JJ is sitting next to her on the floor, her breathing is hot against Alex's knee, and she thinks oh God, the things we do… before calling out;
"Yes?"
"Doctor Blake?" a deeply masculine voice speaks from outside the door. Alex winces. It's Mr Dunning, the head of all the language departments… what the hell does he want? He's been ogling her for months, and not in a way she enjoys.
"Yes, Sir, come in," she says and pinches JJ's shoulder rather harshly to remind the younger woman to be very quiet.
"I was surprised to see anyone was still left; the rest of the staff certainly ran like the kids after last class," he said.
"Yes, well, I only have one more paper to grade and then I'll be off as well," Alex replies, just as JJ grows tired of being still and begins to trail her fingertips up Alex's thigh.
"You're a very dedicated employee," Mr Dunning says. He himself doesn't have a degree; the bosses rarely do. "I heard your husband is working overseas. I hope you won't be sitting alone on Christmas, Alex. You're more than welcome to join me and my children if that's the case."
"Doctor Blake", she corrects him swiftly, "thanks but no worries, my husband will be back well in time for Christmas Day."
"Oh, I was just trying to be friendly," he says. Someone else who's just trying to be friendly digs her fingernails into Alex's flesh a little too hard at the sound of his flirty remarks, and Alex gasps. When Mr Dunning gives her a funny look, she fakes the most fake smile she has ever faked, and nods.
"Of course, it's really kind of you, Sir, but I really need to finish this now so I can…"
JJ's wandering fingers are way beyond second base by now. Alex is grateful at least she's wearing underwear, although a flimsy red silk patch isn't exactly going to keep JJ the explorer from reaching her destination.
"Um… so I can… get off," Alex says and bites her tongue. Get off. What a phrasing to use.
"Is it hot in here?" Mr Dunning asks.
"No, why?" Alex has to use all her willpower to not move around in the chair, as JJ's touch is really starting to get her aroused.
"You look… flustered," he says, raising his eyebrows and, if she's not mistaken… leering.
Oh God, he thinks I'm attracted to him.
"I'm, uh…. I'm feeling a little… I might have a touch of fever or something," Alex says, knowing half the department is out with something or the other. Physically, she's never felt better. But she's starting to get serious about wanting to spank Jennifer Jareau.
"If you're not feeling well, would you like me to give you a ride home, Alex?" he asks. Suddenly the knight in shining armour, huh? Alex never liked Mr Dunning; she think's he's a jerk, particularly during the budget meetings.
"No!" she almost yells, as much to his offer as to JJ's incessant attentions. They both withdraw a little. JJ leans her chin on Alex's thigh and sighs quietly; there's a hot rush of air against her sensitive skin. Mr Dunning offers her a scornful glare.
"Suit yourself, then, Doctor Blake. Merry Christmas," he says, not sounding like he means it, and turns to leave. Alex tries to save what can be saved.
"I apologise if I sounded harsh, Mr Dunning, it's a very kind offer. But I only have this left to do, and I'm already very short on time with my errands this afternoon, so…"
"Of course."
"Merry Christmas, Sir," she says and holds her breath as he leaves her office… closes the door… and then she can hear his footfalls echoing down the corridor and fade away. Not until then she releases the breath she holds in. Her heart is pounding like crazy.
"That was close," she says and leans back in her chair, suddenly losing all strength to sit up straight. Jennifer peers at her like a naughty mole from underneath the desk.
"I'd like to put you on detention," Alex continues after taking a couple of deep, calming breaths. She closes her eyes and leans her head back, trying to will her racing pulse to calm down.
"What happened to the spanking?" JJ replies as she crawls out of her hiding place, and brushes some dust off her clothes. Alex opens one eye and glares at her.
"Well, you do deserve one, but I honestly don't believe in corporal punishment. Jokes aside, that was a very thoughtless thing of you to do."
"I'm sorry."
Yes, she was, Alex could tell. But sorry only goes so far when you're dealing with bosses, rules and regulations.
"You could have gotten both of us into bad trouble," she continues her scolding, but she's already warming up to the apologetic look on the young woman's face.
"I know. I'm sorry," JJ says, almost inaudibly.
"Okay," Alex says and smiles a little, against her own will. "Oh, come here," she says and reaches out a hand to pull her lover into her arms. "We were lucky this time, but let's never put things at risk like that again."
JJ shakes her head against Alex's shoulder and greedily inhales her perfume, almost as if she wants to fill her entire self with the other woman's scent. "Are we still good for tonight?" JJ whispers.
"Are you kidding?" Alex replies. "After this prelude, wild horses couldn't keep me away."
"Good. I'll better get going," JJ says, gives her yet another kiss and moves towards the door.
"Before you open that door," Alex says and nods to the box of Kleenex she keeps on her desk. "Clean your face. My lipstick really isn't your colour, especially not when smeared all over your face." She pauses and tilts her head a little. "And your neck."
JJ accepts the Kleenex and cleans herself up, but although she does feel properly chastened, she is also highly amused. Is she going to top this tonight? Oh you bet. She's not going to stop until the pretentious Doctor Blake has orgasmed so hard and so many times she's crying from exhaustion.
"Whatever is on your dirty mind, you'll get it twice in return, so don't look so smug," Alex suddenly says.
"Oh I wish, but by the time I'm done with you, I doubt you'll have the energy," JJ replies and tosses the makeup-smeared Kleenex at Alex. "Maybe if you quit smoking you'd have a better chance of keepin up."
"Or maybe if you quit starting ahead of the game you'd let me show off for once," Alex retorts. "Hothead."
"Prude."
Alex laughs. "Get out before I change my mind about the spanking."
JJ makes the wise decision of vacating the office, but she's snickering all the way out of the building.
A/N
Okay, so this got way longer than I expected, so I'll break this chapter off into two parts so I'm at least sure I'll get something done before New Year's. Next update will be a three-scene-thing; with Alex and JJ's romantic evening, then a glimpse at JJ's Christmas with the family, and a glimpse at Alex's Christmas with James.
This fic is getting so out of hand I can't even….! O_o
Okay, anyway. Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!