Now That's What I Call Entertainment
Disclaimer: CBS owns Criminal Minds, not me.
Summary: The team is stuck in a meeting with Strauss when someone's foot decides to come out to play...
A/N: I absolutely loved chapter one, and I did do this one loosely based on that, but it needed to be re-tweaked and I decided to post it together.
Thanks for reading, I do hope there will be some reviews left behind...
An African Proverb said, "Only a feet test the depth of the water with both feet."
The team walked into the conference room, each with dread in their stomach. They all hated this time of the year.
The one day where they can't control the environment they were in and the person they were going to be stuck in a room with. Strauss.
Emily took a seat far away from the Section Chief, nodding politely in the older woman's direction.
JJ followed soon behind taking a seat next to Emily and tightly smiling at her boss.
Garcia rushed in taking her usual seat safely guarding an empty spot for the man she cared about.
"Good afternoon, ma'am" Garcia said, not meeting her eyes.
Garcia had always privately teased that if you looked in Strauss' eyes you'd wind up turning into a pile of dust, though she'd never repeat it out loud, if she knew the woman in question was anywhere near by.
Hotch, Morgan and Dave strolled in together, "Ma'am" Hotch greeted taking a seat across from Emily trying to control his racing heart.
He loved it when Emily always dressed up, and today she was dressed up. They all were, this meeting was to be followed by a very important meeting with Strauss regarding the latest incident following a near miss with an unsub and the two female agents on his team. And whenever they had to speak regarding their actions it made everyone feel how they had no value with the Bureau.
Hotch hated being reminded that people were expendable. especially the people on his team, particularly the brunette who held his heart.
Despite the fact that they'd just became involved with each other, they both knew that there relationship needed to remain under wraps for awhile because they're still so new and because Strauss was a stickler for the rules.
But he'd enjoyed rigorously showing her just how much she meant to him, to each other. In various ways and after their relief they each would be satisfied with holding each other all night.
They both felt that same tension rising up in them but unfortunately for the two there was nothing they could do about it because they weren't alone, they were in the middle of a work day with their boss and team in the conference room.
"Where's Dr. Reid?" Strauss asked looking at their group.
Emily raised an eyebrow at that, she looked behind her and resisted the urge to chuckle when she seen their youngest agent rushing through the bullpen with his coffee in one hand and messenger bag in the other.
"Sorry I'm late..." Reid started as he paused seeing the unamused smirk of Strauss, "Ma'am."
"Dr. Reid" Strauss said nodding tensely as Reid took the available spot next to Garcia.
Clearing her throat, Strauss looked around at the assembled team, "All right, lets begin on the night of May fifteenth..."
Emily grimaced and she could hear Garcia sniffle a small sob as her hand squeezed her wrist.
"Agent Prentiss, is that correct?" Strauss said pulling the brunette from her inner monologue.
"Excuse me?" Emily asked trying to focus.
"After you the Unsub, Nathan Barons fled the scene you shot at him?" Strauss asked.
"Yes, ma'am." Emily said, "I shot him in the back thigh."
Emily didn't want to rehash this memory so she did what she did whenever Reid went into one of his ramblings and set her mind into different modes, Agent Prentiss mode and Emily mode.
She looked across from Hotch who was taking notes, while listening to Strauss and that's when it hit her, the idea to up their quirky romance stance.
She loved it when he pulled the most unusual tricks and she wanted to pull him off his game and release a little tension.
Emily schooled her features as she slipped off her flat heels and tapped her bare foot against his socked ankle and was relieved that it wasn't the ankle that was holstering his back up piece.
Hotch's eyes immediately went to her, watching her for a brief second before realizing he wasn't alone and he couldn't do what he really wanted to do which was to have his way with her on this very table.
He knew Strauss would fire him for that even though he was pretty sure that Morgan and Dave would be cheering him on.
Tilting his head to the side, he tried not to chuckle at that. He wished that could also remove his shoe but he tapped his foot against hers.
Emily kept her eyes trained on Strauss who she realized was questioning Morgan for being complicit in her open firing in a crowd.
Moving her foot up the bottom of the pants leg of his works slacks Hotch cleared his throat not missing the way everyone watched him.
"Agent Hotchner?" Strauss said pulling the man out of his fantasy, "Would you like me to repeat the question?"
"No need ma'am" Hotch said blindingly grasping at words, "I think you pretty much covered it."
Strauss raised an eyebrow at that, as she continued her boring lecture and the most recent efforts of the solved case not realizing what was happening between her agents.
Hotch looked down when he noticed Emily's foot creeping up his leg, landing on his lap. Her foot moved up to his thigh, wiggling her toes against him making him bit his lip to resist the urge to moan.
Emily kept her eye on Strauss as her foot traveled farther up him towards his crotch and her foot tapped against it causing Hotch to jerk forward and groan out.
All eyes went back on Hotch, while Strauss raised an eyebrow at him, "Aaron are you all right?"
"Never been better" Hotch said sipping the glass of water in front of him.
Emily's foot lightly danced against the slight bulge in his pants, his free hand going underneath the round table and grabbed onto the foot.
Hotch shot a challenging look at Emily whose gaze left Strauss.
Hotch's free hand held the foot against his problem area, and as she massaged him with her foot, his own hand tickled the small foot.
Emily bit the inside of her cheek as she felt his hand caress the skin, and rubbed her to make her continue on with her original task.
Her foot kept on it's rigorous work, while Hotch felt his breathing becoming erratic as he sipped at his glass.
"Would you agree with that hypothesis Agent Hotchner?" Strauss asked, "Do you think it actually helped?"
"Yes," Hotch said gripping the glass, "People believe in it and... it felt so good."
Morgan and Dave shot each other glances, while Hotch let go of the glass to rubbed his forehead.
The heel of her foot rubbed circular motions against his crotch, he watched her as his stomach tightens and he bit the inside of his cheek.
"Agent Morgan," Strauss said, "You initiated this when you spotted the fleeing unsub correct?"
"That's correct, ma'am" Morgan said, raising an eyebrow when he heard Hotch lightly chuckle.
Emily pressed her heel onto him, as she moved her foot counter clockwise hearing him groan lightly.
"Agent Hotchner?" Strauss asked, "Are you sure you're all right? You look flushed."
"No, I'm good" Hotch said, "I'm all good."
Feeling that sensation hit his stomach Hotch closed his suit jacket and said, "Ma'am if you'll excuse me for a brief moment."
Strauss' eyes widened at that, as he rushed out of the break room to his office, hearing the door slam shut.
"Well I wonder what that was all about?" Emily said shrugging as she slipped her foot back into her shoe.
They heard Hotch cough and the Emily got up, "Maybe I should check on him, ma'am?"
"Very well Agent," Strauss said looking at her watch, "Make it quick, we don't have all day."
Emily walked out of the conference room towards Hotch's as she knocked, "It's Emily..."
The door unlocked and then re-slammed, while in the conference room, JJ looked over at Morgan with a suspicious eyebrow raise.
"What?" Morgan asked leaning in, while Strauss was preoccupied with her notes.
"Don't play footsies with me," JJ told Morgan, "Because as sweet as it was, you're so not my type."
Morgan leaned back with confusion on his face, "What? I haven't done anything."
"What?" JJ asked looking over at Reid then Dave, "Nope not me either."
"Maybe it was Hotch?" Garcia asked the trio of profilers pausing then looking at each other, then they all laughed.
"What's so funny?" Hotch asked coming back in looking more relaxed, looking at Emily as he took a seat.
"Eh, I'll tell you later" Dave said smirking at his friends, then raised an eyebrow when he looked over at Emily, suspicious but thrilled for the two.
"Can we finish up?" Strauss asked going over her notes then zeroing in on Garcia.
Emily looked at Hotch then the team, she raised an eyebrow wiggling it, while Hotch shook his head smiling.
"It takes a big man to cry, but an even bigger man to laugh at it." Jack Handy
The End
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