Title: JJ and Emily
Author: cmbfs
Rating: AO
Pairing: Prentiss/JJ

Fandom: Criminal Minds

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Seven victims. All dark haired, dark eyed women. Brutally beaten and raped. Eyelids burned shut. Hartford, Connecticut.

            Three African American teenage males. Two bodies recovered, one still missing. Chunks of flesh missing from their inner thighs and forearms. Miami, Florida.

            Four women, all single mothers'. Asphyxiated, car in the garage engine on. Same suicide note found at all four scenes. Wilmington, North Carolina.

            JJ leaned back in her chair and stretched her arms high above her head, wincing slightly as the tight muscles contracted. The words of the different case files were becoming a jumbled mess to JJ's strained eyes. She peered down at her watch, sighing as she realized it was past 8 o'clock. Definitely time for a break. JJ stood up, her feet protesting immediately from the confines of her high heels. She kicked them off without a second thought. The team had begun their holidays today. Everyone except her. The joys of being press liaison. Grumbling to herself about wishing she were on a beach somewhere sipping something very alcoholic, JJ made her way to the break room.

            Emily's head shot up from the report she was finishing. She could have sworn she just heard JJ's voice. Looking around all she saw were empty hallways. Great, it isn't bad enough that I fantasize about her all the time, now I'm hearing her voice too. She stared back down at her report, trying, but failing miserably to not think about the beautiful blonde who was now invading her mind. Long blonde hair, full pink lips, perky breasts, gorgeous legs, and God, the most perfect ass Emily's ever seen. She just wanted to lean down and...

            "Dammit Garcia. I swear to God I'll kill you."

The shouted threat roused Emily from her daydream. OK she definitely heard JJ this time. She looked up and saw the light on in the break room. Always looking for an excuse to be near JJ, Emily stood up, straightened her shirt, smoothed out her jeans and made her way to the break room.

Emily stood silently in the doorway, fully appreciating the view before her. She had to dig her hands into the doorframe to stop herself from taking the three steps over to JJ's stuck out ass and giving it a good firm squeeze. The door to the fridge was flung open, and a very frustrated JJ was bent over, with damn near half her body in the fridge, scrounging around for something.

"I know I left one here, if she drank it I'll kill her, no, no, I'll attack her precious computers, get her where it'll hurt...aha found it." JJ emerged from the fridge Diet Coke in hand.

"Victory at last huh."

JJ swung around as fast as humanly possible, and saw Emily standing in the doorway, huge smirk plastered on her face.

"Jesus Christ Emily, how long have you been standing there?" JJ asked, blush already staining her cheeks.

"Oh I heard all the threats and I think Garcia could definitely take you" Emily said, not trying to hide the laughter in her voice.

"Oh really" JJ said placing her Diet Coke on the counter, and walking towards Emily.

Emily turned sideways in the doorway, her back pressing against the wood, creating space for JJ to do the same.

"Thought you had a hot date tonight Em, what happened, cancelled on you?" JJ asked, smile plastered on her face.

"No, working late apparently. I guess we're just gonna meet up later. High maintenance what can you do," Emily said with a shrug.

JJ chuckled. "High maintenance, you sure it's worth it?"

Emily leaned down and whispered in JJ's ear, "Oh she's definitely worth it. She's got the most amazing ass on her."

JJ sighed as she felt Emily's warm breath on her neck. "Yours' ain't so bad either," JJ said as her hands grabbed Emily's ass, as if to prove the point.

Emily let out a squeak. JJ's bold move catching her completely off guard. They'd been dating for a few months but they'd both agreed to stay strictly professional at work. "Jay-J?" Emily questioned looking down at the blonde agent.

"Come on Em, no one's here, everyone's left on vacation, it's just us," JJ pouted as she gave Emily's ass another squeeze.

JJ stood up on her tippy toes and placed a feather light kiss on the corner of Emily's mouth. "Please Em..." JJ captured Emily's bottom lip between her teeth, tugged on it gently, then released it. "I really..." Now JJ was tracing her tongue along the outside of Emily's mouth. Her hands had moved from Emily's ass and were now tangled in her hair. Emily's hands were still rooted to the doorframe. She knew the second she touched JJ she would give in, and that was wrong, wasn't it? "....want to..." Now it was a full blown kiss. JJ's tongue parted Emily's lips easily. Emily whimpered. This had to stop. They were at work. Sure it was after hours, but still. JJ's lips and tongue left Emily's mouth and made their way down her neck. Then to the underside of her ear. Emily's head fell back against the wooden frame. "....FUCK YOU." JJ punctuated the long drawn out statement by biting down hard on Emily's neck, then kissing the reddened skin.

Emily's control snapped and her hands shot forward into JJ's hair, pulling her forward for another demanding kiss. Wet and hot. Lips and Tongues. They broke apart gasping for air. Emily's hands went straight to JJ's blouse, but before she could undo any of the buttons and get her hands on what she knew was waiting beneath, JJ stopped her.

"No Emily I said I want to fuck you, so that means you have to keep your hands to yourself. Now take your shirt off and then hands back at your sides," JJ said forcefully, desire lacing every word.

Emily had never seen JJ like this, but right now she'd do just about anything to release the steadily growing ache between her thighs. Emily ripped her shirt off and flung it onto the floor. Her hands went for her bra next but JJ's hands stopped her. Emily dropped her hands to her sides and left the rest up to JJ.

JJ leaned down and traced the tip of her tongue all along the deep V of Emily's chest. She popped open the clasp of Emily's bra and let it slide to the floor. She gently palmed Emily's breasts, swiping her thumbs back and forth across peaked nipples. Leaning her head down she captured one aching nipple in her mouth, sucking greedily. Emily let out a low groan. JJ then switched to the other nipple, licking, sucking, nibbling. She kissed her way back to the valley between Emily's breasts. She slowly slid her tongue down the centre of Emily's stomach, stopping to dip it in her belly button.

Emily's hips shot forward and her hands tangled in JJ's hair. She didn't know how much longer she could take this torture. All of a sudden JJ stopped and straightened herself up, shaking Emily's hands off in the process. She pushed Emily's half naked body back into the doorframe, then pushed her own body into her. Plastering herself on Emily like a second skin.

"Emily what did I tell you?" JJ asked in a husky voice.

Emily rocked her hips against JJ's in hopes of creating some friction. "No touching...please Jay-J." Emily wasn't exactly sure what she was begging for, but it didn't matter because JJ was having none of it.

"That's right. No touching. So hands back at your sides and keep 'em there." JJ demanded. As soon as she was sure Emily had complied she went to work on the button of her jeans. Her fingers brushing the waistline of Emily's panties, eliciting a moan of anticipation from the dark haired agent. JJ smiled. She slowly pulled Emily's jeans down, kissing every inch of skin she revealed. When the jeans were pooled around Emily's ankles JJ instructed her to step out of them. Emily stood before JJ in only a pair of red lace panties. Someone definitely planned on getting laid tonight, JJ thought to herself. She couldn't get over how beautiful Emily was. She'd seen her naked many of times before, but the sight affected her the same way every time.

JJ stood up and crashed her mouth onto Emily's, plundering her tongue deep inside. JJ forced her jean clad thigh between Emily's, pushing up into the heat that she could feel there, even through the heavy material. She began rocking her thigh back and forth, pushing a little higher each time.

Emily broke off the kiss. She couldn't take it anymore. She was close. She began shaking her head from side to side. "JJ please...oh God...Jay-j I'm close...I need." Breathless pleas in half sentences, it was all she could manage. She was lucky to be able to form words at all.

JJ looked into Emily's eyes, black pools of desire. She placed a chaste kiss to her lips then dropped to her knees. She kissed the backs of Emily's knees. Left a trail of wet kisses up the insides of her now quivering thighs. JJ could see the proof of Emily's desire.

"God Em , you're so wet."

Emily just whimpered. JJ slowly peeled off the scrap of lace. Emily was looking down, watching every move JJ made, with half lidded eyes.

JJ slowly pushed two fingers into Emily, enjoying the low growl Emily let out. She pumped her fingers in and out only a few times before she replaced them with her tongue. JJ traced her tongue along Emily's opening stopping just short of her clit. Emily puffed out a mouthful of air in frustration. JJ quickly enveloped the hardened bundle of nerves in her mouth and began sucking, hard.

Emily's hips bucked forward and she grabbed fistfuls of JJ's hair. The hell with no touching, was Emily's last coherent thought.

JJ began flicking Emily's rigid clit with her tongue. Emily was on the edge and she was about to fall off. JJ felt it, the stiffening of Emily's muscles. She stopped toying with Emily's clit, moving her mouth away altogether.

Emily cried out at the sudden loss. JJ slowly stood up, and enveloped Emily's lips with her own. JJ thrust her tongue inside Emily's mouth, taking what she wanted. Emily groaned tasting herself, tasting her desire for JJ, on JJ's lips and tongue. Without any warning JJ sunk her fingers deep into Emily's core.

Emily reeled at the sensations bombarding her. Her hands shot skyward grasping for something to give her some leverage and keep her upright. There was only doorframe, it would have to do.

JJ kept up a rapid pace of plunging and stroking, Plunging and stroking..

"Jay-J....now....please," Emily panted out.

 Eyes screwed shut. Head rocking  side to side. Tongue darting out to moisten her lips. Arms splayed out above her head grasping the doorframe in a death grip. Gorgeous was the only word to describe the sight before JJ.

JJ seized one of Emily's nipples in her mouth and bit down none too gently. Forcing her fingers even deeper inside Emily and curling them forward, she found it. Thrusting deeply a few more times, and hitting that sensitized spot every time, had Emily catapulting off the edge. Hips bucking wildly, mouth slightly open, legs shaking uncontrollably, JJ rode it out with her. Loving the clenching of Emily's walls around her fingers, trying to take her deeper, trying to keep her there. They both collapsed breathlessly to the floor.

"JJ....I was....this is....you were.....we're definitely gonna..." Emily couldn't string any thoughts together. She was floating in the amazing post orgasmic haze.

".....have to get our hands on those security tapes" JJ finished with a laugh, looking over at the expression of pure terror on Emily's face.

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