A/N: Genre (for this chapter): Porn w/ Plot; Smut
Rating (for this chapter): NC-17 (M)
I'm so terribly sorry I took so long! I hope you enjoy my work, though.
Again I warn you – this one is smut and smut only…
Enjoy =]
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By the end of the day the team and the police knew enough to arrest the suspect.
On the next morning Hotch got a special call form one of his superiors. It turned out that somebody was murdering people who stayed in "The Paradise Around" – a hotel which belonged to somebody important. Aaron called in the team and they took the case. He sent Prentiss and Reid undercover in the hotel as a couple. They were exactly the unsub's 'type'.
At about seven o'clock in the evening the two agents booked a hotel room for them and sat in the restaurant to have dinner.
Garcia was going to do the job this time. The unsub used the cameras in the hotel to snoop on his victims. That meant that it probably was somebody who was working in the hotel. The BAU wasn't really needed in that case but …
Dinner was served. Reid and Prentiss were talking about all kinds of stuff but that night was more like a 'look around for somebody watching us closely' than a normal night out with a friend. Too bad they couldn't rally talk about their assignment. They both knew that they had to share a room with one bed only. Reid spotted some guy looking at them.
"Emily to your right. On the bar." He told her and took a sip from his drink.
"I see him." She took a sip as well then cleared her throat. "Мы должны быть осторожны когда говорим. Гарсия сказала что есть подслушивающие устройства в коридоре, в фойе и в ресторане."
"Я имею это в виду." Reid responded with a smile. "Let's just hope he doesn't understand Russian."
Emily laughed at his comment. In a few moments that man walked away.
Prentiss and Reid finished their dinner and made their way to their hotel room. They walked in and were faced with a huge double bed on both sided of which there were night tables. There was a dressing table and a chair in front of it. Emily walked to the bathroom.
"Yey!" she cried out. "There's a bathtub." She told Reid as she walked out. He smiled.
"I'll go to the car and bring out luggage."
"Do you want to mе come with you?" Emily asked.
"You don't have to." He said.
"Okay." She smiled.
Reid walked out and down to the parking lot. In a few minutes he was back with their suitcases. He put them on the floor and looked at her.
"You take the bed, I'll-" he started.
"What? The bed is big enough for both of us." Prentiss said then looked at him from top to bottom. "Plus we are a couple…" she teased.
Reid nodded with a small smile. "Yeah, yeah. … Wanna play cards or something?" Spence wondered.
The brunette nodded.
They played a few games. It was already ten thirty when they stopped.
"You go have a shower first." Prentiss suggested.
"Um, alright." He said and took some stuff from his suitcase. He walked into the bathroom. In fifteen minutes he walked out with a towel wrapped around his waist and his clothes in one hand.
Prentiss was being polite and didn't look up from her book, though she was observing him with her peripheral vision.
"My turn." she said in a few moments still "reading" her book. She stood up, put the book on the night table on her side, took a few things from her luggage and walked into the bathroom. "I'll be taking a bath." She told him before she closed the door.
"OK…" he said. After waiting a few moments to be sure she won't walk out he took a pair of boxers and put them on. It was very hot in their room and he considered whether or not to put on a T-shirt finally deciding that it'd be more appropriate to wear a T-shirt. After he put a black one on he went to bed and opened a book. Only two pages in and he heard a gasp coming from the bathroom. He listened; nothing. In a few moments he heard another gasp and then a moan. He stood up and knocked on the door of the bathroom.
"Emily?" he said gently.
"What?" she snapped.
"Are you okay? What are you doing in there?" Spence asked a bit concerned.
"I'm masturbating, Reid, and you just blew it." She snapped again.
"Oh, um, excuse me." He said with a small voice, went back to the bed and continued reading his book.
In about ten minutes Prentiss walked out of the bathroom and looked at Reid. He noticed that but kept reading. She walked to her suitcase and took matching red panties and a red and black top with straps. Then she walked back to the bathroom to put them on. In a minute she walked out and to her side of the bed.
"Do you need light? To-to read?" Spence asked.
"Nope." Emily whispered shaking her head. She was lying on her back now as Reid was turning off the light on his side.
"Good night." He said.
"'Night." She replied.
Emily didn't know how much time had passed as she couldn't sleep. Every time she closed her eyes images of her and Reid having sex were flooding her brain. She was getting really irritated by her own mind right now. She decided to try to find a better position and hopefully get some rest. That didn't really work; she was tossing and turning and this bed was very bouncy and she was sure that every time she shifted Reid would feel it.
Prentiss turned on her back again and exhaled soundly.
"Emily? What are you doing?" Reid murmured.
"Can't sleep." She told him.
"Stop wiggling around. Your body needs to rest." He lectured.
She didn't reply for a few moments then she moved on her side and now was facing him. "It's all your fault, you know?"
He opened his eyes and propped on his elbow, looking down at her. "How come it's my fault?"
Prentiss sat in the bed and said kind of maliciously. "You interrupted me in there." She gestured towards the bathroom.
"Well, then do it now."
"What? Here? In front of you? Forget it." She replied.
"Suit yourself." Spence told her and lied back on the bed closing his eyes.
Emily growled something unintelligible underneath her breath and also lied down.
A few more minutes passed and Reid heard a small gasp… then a pant… a mewl. Not opening his eyes he called her name again.
"Emily? What are you doing?"
"Reid do me favour and-"
"Yeah, I know I won't disturb you." he sighed.
"No-" she panted.
"What's that?"
"Fuck me." She knew it sounded like a plea.
"What?" his eyes shot open.
"Reid, please…" she practically begged.
"What… No, I can't; that's-" he spoke fast his voice higher than normal.
"Inappropriate, I know but-" she tried to convince him.
"Believe me, Emily, I'd love to …help you out but we're waiting for the unsub to-" Spence reasoned.
"Garcia will know and … why am I explaining this to you? You know that the police could have dealt without us. And they will."
"No, that'd be wrong." He breathed.
"And the guy who's slept with half of the strip dancers and both of the girls who run the club is telling me this." He looked at her. "Uh," she rolled her eyes. "Don't tell me you thought we wouldn't notice."
He didn't say anything just shifted so that he was lying on his back.
Prentiss sighed. For a moment she felt defeated but then she remembered. She was an attractive woman and he was just a man – she could make him want her. 'Should be easy enough', she thought.
Reid was staring at the ceiling when he felt Emily's right leg move over his left. Now she was lying on the left side with her wet core pressed against his leg. She started moving her hips forwards and backwards creating friction.
"Emily, please stop."
"Why, Dr. Reid?" She asked sounding so clueless and innocent.
"You don't know what's gonna happen."
"That sounded like a warning. I like." She licked her lips. "Why don't you tell me?"
And then the most amazing thing happened. Reid moved swiftly and now she was on her back; her hands were pinned above her head; his body was pressed tightly against hers; his left leg was between hers; he moved his right leg and used it to push her legs apart rather harshly. She squeaked and exhaled biting her lower lip. God, she was so turned on right now. Reid's face was so close to hers; Prentiss was staring at his lips.
"You want me to fuck you, Emily?" he asked and vehemently pushed his erection against her pussy.
"Uh, God, yes, Reid, fuck me." And just when she thought she got lucky he moved away letting her go. "What the hell?"
He was on his back once again. "No."
"But why?" she whimpered.
"I simply won't do it, Emily." he said defensively.
"But…" she put her hand on his chest and slowly moved it down his abs; then underneath his shirt pulling it so he set up and she took it off. Then she pushed him back on his back once again sliding her hand to the waistband of his boxers and shoved her hand inside finding the base of his cock. She used her other hand to push his boxers down freeing him. "You're so hard and …big and…" she inhaled "Oh, boy." She hissed as she felt him stiffen at her words.
He closed his eyes and tried to content himself. She didn't leave that unnoticed. Apparently words are a powerful weapon.
Prentiss smirked to herself.
"I want…" she stared while pulling his boxers down his legs and off. "…your huge dick inside me..." and then she remembered the club again and added. "Dr. Reid." She saw the muscles of his hands, chest and his abs flexing and she chuckled. Then she moved her hand away and he re-opened his eyes, just to see her taking her top off. His eyes immediately fell on her breasts. "See something you like?" Prentiss asked innocently. Then she sat back and was now out of his reach.
His eyes shifted back to hers. "Why are you doing this?" he asked gently. "We work together; do you think we would be able to delimit work from this."
"'This' already went too far and yes, I'm absolutely sure that we won't have any trouble at work. It would be just sex and that's it. If we want more then we'll consider the options but now, tonight, it's already too late to rethink, too late to pretend that nothing's happened, too late too-" she was cut off by his lips on hers. This kiss was gentle, kind and calm and this kiss was the only gentle, kind and calm thing that night.
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A/N: I know - bad way to end this chapter but it would have been worse if I posted the rest that I've already written 'cos it finishes in the middle of their 'encounter'!
