The BAU team had just gotten into D.C. after an early morning flight from the west coast. Hotch had ordered everyone to fill out their reports for the case, then leave for a long weekend. Emily and JJ did just that, making quick work of the various forms and statements they needed to submit before leaving the office to head home. They stopped at their local Thai restaurant to pick up an early lunch, then sat together at the kitchen bench to eat and decompress after a week long case.
"I say we do a quick tidy up then head to bed for a little while before we have to pick up the kids from school." Emily suggested. They had dismissed their nanny when they got home, keen to spend several uninterrupted days with their children.
"Sounds good, although I am not going straight to sleep." JJ replied with a suggestive wink before moving to place their lunch mess into the trash.
The pair split up to tidy away toys, crafts and school gear scattered around the house and set a load of laundry to clean the clothes from their go-bags. Emily then began to prepare ingredients for dinner before throwing them all in a crockpot to cook slowly for the afternoon. JJ took the time to run the vacuum then switch the laundry over to the dryer. An hour after starting their chores they met up in the master bedroom.
"I think I need to shower away the travel sweat and grime of the case before we do anything." JJ said, taking stock of her slightly musty outfit.
"I agree, you go first. I should probably return my mothers call anyway." Emily replied sending her wife into the ensuite with a kiss.
JJ showered quickly but was sure to scrub every inch of skin and double cleanse her hair. She stepped out of the shower calling out to Emily before starting up the blow dryer. Emily slipped into the shower behind her wife and followed a similar pattern of cleansing, some cases just made you feel unclean. When finished the brunette took her wife's place at the vanity drying her own hair, a task which was finished much faster due to the significant difference in length between the two. When Emily was finished she left the bathroom, electing to stay naked given their planned activities for the afternoon.
She re-entered the bedroom and was drawn to a stop by the sight of her wife. JJ stood completely naked except for her custom black harness secured around her thighs, which supported one of their favourite toys.
"Oh my god Jen" Emily managed to choke out stuttering as her breath was taken by how turned on she was.
"I have been thinking of this moment for two days my love. When you bent over to help Morgan at the last crime scene I nearly spat out my coffee in front of Rossi." The blonde stalked closer to her wife, stopping just shy of the appendage touching the brunettes thigh. "I want to fuck you with this dick. I want to take you from behind. I want you right now." She stepped closer to kiss her wife, taking full control of the action and dominating Emily with her tongue. The two continued to kiss, biting, sucking and caressing each others mouths whilst slowly shuffling toward the bed. Once JJ had backed the brunette into the mattress she pushed them both over, their height difference landing her face in line with Emily's chest, one of her favourite places to be. She continued her ministrations over quickly hardening peaks, drawing deep moans and rough pants from her wife. Once she was satisfied the blonde let her wandering hands dip into silken folds, gently caressing and probing to help lubricate and stretch her wife's entrance in preparation for penetration. Once Emily started bucking into the blondes hand she quickly eased herself up and off her wife.
"Roll over, hands and knees for me baby." JJ commanded surveying the flushed skin and sweat sheen she had already caused.
Emily moaned at the command, quickly repositioning herself so her ass was pressed into her wife's hips and her nipples were just grazing the sheet below her. Not a moment later the cool silicon head of JJ's dick was pressed into her folds, being drawn through them to gather slick and rub roughly on her clit. She could feel the arousal dripping down her thighs, and the sound of movement through her folds had her grinding into the movements, trying to get more pressure. A quick slap across her ass cheeks came in response to her neediness.
"I said I wanted to fuck you, not have you fuck yourself." JJ reprimanded gruffly. Despite her admonishment, the blonde had always found her wife's rutting hips fueled an animalistic lust within her. She pushed quickly into her wife's entrance, pausing briefly once halfway in before bottoming out to the sound of a strangled moan. Confident her earlier work had well and truly prepared her wife, she set a brutal pace, thrusting deeply with the fluid motion of her hips. She held tightly to the brunettes sides so as to not allow her an participation in the movement. After a few minutes of varied undulation, she draped herself across her wife's back, then lifted them both to kneeling positions, with a firm grip on the brunettes neck. The new position put more pressure on the blondes clit and angled the dick well into Emily's G-spot. JJ then continued fucking her wife, knowing her straining thighs would not need to keep up much longer as both women were very near climax. Soon between the wet sounds of skin hitting slick skin, the brunettes noises turned from deep moans to high and desperate squeaks. Recognising the sound, the blonde thrust twice more before a gush of wet left her wife and coated both their thighs. Emily's body became completely taut before every muscle began to vibrate with pleasure. The transferred movement of the brunettes release jostled the strap-on against JJ's clit sending her into orgasm right after her wife, her own pleasure turning her to jelly.
Once Emily had regained control of her body and senses she lifted off her wife and threw herself down onto the bed, feeling the mattress move when her wife flopped down beside her. The two lay quietly for several minutes each in their own world of bliss, connected by the clasped hands that had seemed to find each other. Now that JJ had gotten to enact her fantasy, Emily decided to take back control and have some fun of her own. Rolling to face her wife she smirked at the still pink skin "My turn."