A/N: Genre (for this chapter): Romance

Rating (for this chapter): NC-17

Hey sweethearts! :) This is the last chapter of this story. This was originally planned to finish a few chapters earlier (when they came back to Quantico) but I was requested that I write something longer than a one-shot and I did so! And I wasn't planning on more sex scenes but the reviews I received asked for something smutty. Well it's not anything too graphic or anything long but there's something little for the smut lovers, whom I love so much ;) I really hope you liked the fic and you had a nice time reading it!

Here's the chapter.

Enjoy! =]

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After they had their dinner they decided on more wine. Half a bottle later they were sitting on the couch laughing at some not that funny joke with only the light from a few candles illuminating the room.

"Okay, I think we got a bit drunk." Emily stated and put her glass on the coffee table in front of them.

"I think so, too. It's funny, I never get drunk." He said in such a thoughtful way Prentiss couldn't help but laugh. "What?... What?"

"You never get drunk?" she asked chuckling.

"Not generally, no."

"How many universities did you go to?"

"What do you mean? People go there to study!" he said defensively.

"And that comes from the guy who told me that he'd mostly had sex there."

"I did not say such a thing."

"Oh, but you implied it!" Prentiss poked his chest.

"And you inferred so!" he stressed on the verb 'infer'.

"Ok, that conversation is becoming too intellectual for my drunken brain!"

They laughed again at that statement and at Reid's expression of mere confusion.

"So, I'll make the bed for you." He stood up and walked to the bedroom.

Emily just sat on the couch finishing off the wine she had in her glass. In a few minutes Spence came back.

"It's made." He told her.

"Thank you." She smiled.

"You could go to the bathroom first if you wish. Take this candle. Let's hope water doesn't spray on it." He suggested.

"I'll be careful." Emily got the candle and went to the bedroom to change and take the towel he had left for her on the bed.

She walked out of the bedroom and into the bathroom – they just nodded at each other as Reid was still putting sheets on the couch and could see her.

Emily started the shower and was enjoying herself when the little light went off. 'Oh great!'

"Reid!" she shouted. It was pitch black. Only the sound of the water running but despite the vulnerable situation she was in she felt safe with Reid in the other room.

"Yes?" he shouted back through the door.

"Um, the light went out. I can't see anything."

"Oh, I'll just bring you another candle. Is the door unlocked?"

"Yes," she answered and waited. In a few moments the door opened and there was light again. Reid was trying not to look at her naked form, which she noticed. "No need to be shy. You've already seen it all." She joked.

He cleared his throat and put the candle down. "Um, yes. But if I look at you I won't let you sleep tonight." He said and left.

Emily was staring at the door. Well that was… arousing. She quickly finished her shower; wrapped herself in the towel and washed her teeth using her finger as she had no toothbrush. Then she walked out of the bathroom and was faced with Reid. He was doing something in the kitchen, then he turned to look at her.

She felt obliged to speak under his gaze. "The candle's still lit and I have finished with the bathroom."

"Thank you." He said and pressed his lips together.

… "Good night." She smiled.

"Good night." He replied with a smile and she disappeared into the bedroom.

She heard him take a shower and then going to bed …couch. Emily imagined he would come to the bedroom and lie next to her on the bed; his hands exploring the exposed skin on her thighs. She took a deep breath in; the images flowing through her mind: Reid was kissing her neck gently, she grazed her hands up and down his bare back. Feeling his hardness pressed against her leg was so good. He kissed her passionately moving his right hand under her waist and holding her closer to him. Then he settled between her legs which she spread wide welcoming his big, hard, throbbing member inside. She felt the hand around her waist abandoning its current position and wandering over her stomach. As they kept kissing he moved her panties aside and without any pre-indication she felt his cock sliding into her filling and stretching her. Prentiss hissed and slightly arched her back off the bed. She reopened her eyes and looked around the room. The thunderstorm was still wild and loud outside. Should she go to sleep with him for comfort? She sighed – better stay where she was; he had warned her and she knew he was right for doing so. After all she was still a bit sore…

That night Emily slept perfectly; almost a little too good, which she couldn't comprehend on the next morning when she woke up to the sound of a plate cracking upstairs. She took her time and stayed in his bed a bit longer than normal on a free morning. When she got out of the bed she opened his wardrobe and put on one of his shirts. It felt rather nice… When she walked out of the bedroom and into the living room she saw Spence sitting on the couch with coffee and a book. He looked towards her and the words 'good morning' died on his lips.

She was so sexy wearing only his shirt. Her legs were bare and he barely spotted her panties which were covered by the long fabric.

She walked towards him, "Good morning."

He swallowed hard and greeted Emily back, "Good morning. Um, how did you sleep?"

"Perfectly. You?"

"Good. … There's coffee in the pot if you want some." That was lame – of course she wanted coffee.

Emily nodded and walked to the counter to pour herself some of the brown liquid. She turned to him out of a sudden and asked, "Do you have flour, milk, eggs and a frying-pan?"

He frowned in confusion, "Yes, why?"

"Pancakes." She simply answered.

Reid stood up and walked to her. He was now standing behind her. Her hair smelled like flowers, her skin was soft, her lips were so kissable, she was so beautiful, he though. And she was standing right there in his kitchen, wearing his shirt and preparing pancakes!

"Emily?" he called her name silently.

She turned around to face him holding the milk in one hand and an egg in the other, "Mm?"

That's when he kissed her. His hands slid to her waist pulling her closer to him. She kissed back for a few moments, "Mmm… Reid… I'm holding… an egg." She said between kisses.

He pulled back. She tuned to the counter to put the ingredients she was holding down and faced him again. He lifted her up and seated her next to the milk. She spread her legs so he could be as close as possible to her. They kept kissing for a few minutes; their kisses were sweet and exploring, gentle and passionate, not demanding and hungry like they had been during their night together back in Las Vegas.

Apparently she was right – he had a gently and loving side and she was about to find out what it felt like to be with him that way.

A few more wet, french-kisses and he pulled back. "Now how do I help you prepare pancakes?"

Prentiss smiled.

They prepared delicious pancakes. Emily left sometime around lunch.

They talked a little about their relationship and decided to take it slow; even though they've already done the deed.

So it would be kissing and hugging when they are not at work and when they're on duty it would be like nothing has ever happened.

END

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A/N: THIS IS IMPORTANT! So this is not the ending of this fic exactly – I have posted the first chapter of a follow up story with the following characteristics:

Reid/Prentiss; NC-17; Crime, Porn w/ Plot. (it's main genre is Crime)

It's called "Machine Gun"

If you're interested in how their relationship will work out at work check it out!

Please – this is the last chapter – Review! Review! Review!

Tell me what you think! I need your precious reviews to inspire me!