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It gives me You.
“It gives me you.”
Silence filled the air; on the contrary to being awkward as it very easily could’ve been, it instead gave them a few moments to contemplate their next steps. They had danced around the idea of something more for a long time. Emily would be lying to herself if she pretended it wasn’t until JJ and Will had officially split that it crossed her mind. You cant be friends with someone as long as her and JJ had been friends and not ever wondered what if? Hell she’d wondered the same about Aaron at one point or another during their time together but nothing more had ever come of it, not even after he had left the BAU.
It was different with JJ though, it had always been different with her. And now there was no Will in the picture. Their split had been amicable, neither citing any big reasons behind the divorce other than they had simply grown apart over the last few years. It wasn’t as though a switch had been flipped the moment the divorce had been finalised but there had been a definitive change in the way they were with each other. Without necessarily noticing it themselves, they had grown closer; the lines between friendship and more became blurred and ultimately led them to where they were now.
Sat in Garcia’s apartment high as kites? Maybe not exactly, but Emily had lived enough lives and lost enough to know that timing was never perfect and sometimes you just had to take a leap of faith.
“JJ,”
Emily’s voice was barely above a whisper but it drew JJ’s attention back to her. She didn’t want to give herself time to back out; Almost certain that JJ felt the same way but willing herself to blame it on them being high if she had read the entire thing incorrectly. She hoped she wouldn’t have to.
She moved off the stool and closed the small distance between herself and JJ; the tips of her fingers tingled as she gently moved JJ’s hair away from her face before leaning in to kiss her.
Any reservations she may have had dissolved almost instantly. JJ was kissing her back and Emily thought she might melt.
The chopsticks clattered against the chip bowl as JJ reached out to draw Emily closer. There was no denying that the edibles played a big part in their current forwardness but this was nothing either of them didn’t want.
Senses were heightened; each touch felt almost electrifying. Emily’s free hand sat on JJ’s upper thigh, gentling caressing whilst the latter had one arm around her waist and the other on her cheek, guiding Emily back to her when she sensed hesitation.
It was JJ who teased Emily with her tongue and a sigh fell from the older woman’s lips. She gave her thigh a gentle squeeze and JJ scooted forward on her stool, legs moving apart to let Emily step between them.
Another squeeze, this time a little firmer and Emily slotted a leg between JJ’s. She stepped ever so closer and elicited a sound from JJ that had her own legs feeling like jelly.
Was this a bad idea? Perhaps timing wise, and maybe Garcia’s apartment wasn’t best suited for the first of what Emily hoped was many more occasions of this. But Emily had been moments away from quitting the BAU, she still hadn’t decided if she was going to stay but this, she had never been more sure of in her life.
The kissing tapered off, neither woman taking their hands off the other but their heavy make out was softening to pecks until it was the brushing of noses and almost shy smiles.
“You ok?”
A slither of anxiety found its way into Emily’s voice, her insecurities rearing their head in spite of what had just been a very mutual exchange.
JJ nodded. She was more than ok, her body ablaze in a way she knew was due to more than just the edibles she had consumed. Her gaze flickered to Emily’s lips, swollen from their very heavy make out and it sent a shiver from her head straight to her toes.
“Yeah. You?”
Emily felt her anxiety ease ever so and she nodded.
They allowed a moment for any awkwardness that might settle but it didn’t come. JJ was the first to break, her smile growing and Emily followed with a breathy laugh.
“That was..”
She couldn’t finish the sentence as her mind was a haze; The kiss had given Emily just a taste of JJ and it left her intoxicated. The pause drew a laugh from JJ and she simply nodded in agreement.
As if to drive home her point of agreement, JJ drew Emily in for another kiss. Any previous hesitation was long lost and what started out as a few kisses quickly heated back up and stirred arousal within them both.
JJ was still sat on the stool with Emily half straddling her lap; it wasn’t going to work. Emily stepped back, swallowing JJ’s disappointed sigh before the hand on her thigh shifted to her waist and edged her forward. JJ took the hint, sliding off the stool and pressing herself against Emily.
Fingers slipped beneath clothing and it sent shock waves through them both. Emily teased JJ’s soft skin on her lower back, drawing a sigh from the latter as she herself explored. It wasn’t as though they hadn’t seen each other without clothes on before, but it had been different then. Their intentions had been different.
The way they groped at each other had them feeling like teenagers. Breathy laughs and soft sighs fell from both of their lips as they tried to navigate undressing each other whilst also not breaking contact.
Emily pulled the front of JJ’s top from where she had it tucked into her jeans, she used both hands to slide the material up and they managed to part long enough for them to discard it.
The look Emily had on her face was one JJ hadn’t seen before, she looked hungry and the arousal that sat in the pit of her stomach bloomed.
“You’re so beautiful, JJ.”
It caught her off guard for some reason. She wasn’t wearing a bra she deemed particularly sexy, her body though toned showed signs of having had two children as well as the many battle scars she’d collected over the years. None of this mattered to Emily and she knew that but she couldn’t shake the whisper of insecurity.
Pulling her bottom lip between her teeth, JJ reached out for the front of Emily’s FBI sweater.
“Your turn.”
Again, seeing each other in a state of undress wasn’t something that hadn’t happened before. But the idea that they were undressing for each other, honestly made them feel a bit like horny teenagers.
Emily’s sweater was discarded and their rhythm refound. JJ worked the tie from Emily’s ponytail, desperate to tangle her fingers through her hair whilst the latter directed them from the kitchen back to the living room. Garcia having an open plan apartment was a blessing; Emily managed to guide them without incident, the pair parted when Emily dropped onto the sofa and she took a moment to just stare up at the marvel that was Jennifer Jareau.
“C’mere.”
The tone of Emily’s voice brought a flush to JJ’s cheeks; not needing to be told twice, she lowered herself into Emily’s lap, knees either side of her thighs. They were speeding towards the point of no return, neither woman saw their current entanglement as a one time thing but in the grand scheme the environment for their first time would have been a lot different.
Emily promised herself she would do this right, she would take JJ on a proper first date and they could make a real plan of how their new relationship would unfold.
But right now..
JJ swept Emily’s now loose hair to one side, pressing a kiss to her shoulder and effectively ridding all thoughts from her mind. It was soft sighs and hot kisses as they explored each other. JJ’s bra was discarded first, Emily’s hands replacing the cotton covering her breasts whilst the other woman nipped at her throat. She gave them a squeeze and JJ moaned in her ear; it may have been the sexiest thing Emily had ever heard.
One of her hands drifted down JJ’s stomach, fingers pausing at the button to her jeans whilst the other continued caressing her breast.
“JJ,”
It took a few moments before JJ raised her head from where it had been buried in Emily’s neck, lips red and eyes wild. God, she was so fucking beautiful.
Emily popped the button open on her jeans, giving her a kiss but pulling away before she had a chance to draw her back in.
“Lay down for me.”
JJ only nodded, sliding sideways off Emily’s lap so she could lay back on the sofa whilst the latter shifted herself to kneel between her open thighs.
Emily had never considered herself a particularly lucky person, but right now? It felt as though she had won the jackpot. She lowered herself, hands braced either side of JJ’s head and brushed her lips against hers. She felt JJ’s tongue teasing the seam of her lips and instead of giving in like she wanted to so badly she instead pulled away. Dismissing the look on JJ’s face with a grin she ducked her head planted featherlight kisses along her neck.
JJ turned her head, both to give Emily better access and to place a kiss to the wrist resting beside her. The latter continued her exploration, grazing the soft skin with her teeth and relishing in the sounds her actions illicited. She moved a hand between them, sliding down the zipper on JJ’s jeans and pressing a kiss to her chest before sliding her fingers beneath the denim.
She pressed her fingers to the front of JJ’s underwear; it caused a full body reaction that had Emily squeezing her own thighs together to relieve some of the pressure she possessed. She was so wet and knowing it was because of her, for her had Emily biting back a moan as she trailed her lips down JJ’s body.
JJ tangled her fingers in Emily’s hair, her other hand fisted in the cushion beneath her. Emily’s lips inched ever closer to where JJ needed her and she could feel herself unravelling.
The teasing fingers eased out of her jeans but JJ had no time to be disappointed as she knew what was coming next. One last lingering kiss on her skin and Emily settled back. They worked together to remove her jeans and underwear, JJ’s legs felt like jelly and the look in Emily’s eyes made her shiver.
JJ reached for the front of Emily’s jeans once hers had been discarded, almost desperate for the feeling of her body pressed against her own. Emily paused her movements, pinning JJ’s wrists at her sides and shuffling back out of her reach. She felt almost giddy, her desire to make JJ feel good far outweighed her own right now.
Not wanting to waste anymore time, she lowered herself and dropped a kiss just below JJ’s belly button. Her fingers twitched but otherwise remained at her sides so Emily took it as her queue to move a hand down to her thigh, her other grasping one of JJ’s.
Another kiss slightly lower, the hand on her thigh drifting around her front before dipping her thumb between her folds.
JJ’s fingers curled around hers, Emily’s name fell from her lips like a sigh and that was the sexiest thing she had ever heard. Parting her with two fingers, Emily ran her tongue across her clit. JJ squirmed beneath her, the effects of the edibles and the build up threatened to knock her over the edge almost right off the bat.
Laying a hand flat against her pubic bone, she teased JJ with her tongue. Emily felt drunk; she couldn’t fathom how she had gone decades without tasting her and now that she had, it was something she knew she wouldn’t be able to live without.
She could tell JJ was close, flicking her tongue over the sensitive bud of her clit whilst her knees dug into her sides. Emily couldn’t care less, continuing her administrations until JJ trembled beneath her. Her own insides ached as JJ rode out her orgasm, she knew it wouldn’t take much for her to follow but her need to see and feel JJ writhing beneath her again ultimately outweighed her own pleasure.
JJ slipped her hand from Emily’s, instead tangling her fingers in her hair. The older woman looked up and the sight before her had her unbelievably aroused; flushed skin, eyes closed and bottom lip tugged between her teeth.
She dropped a wet kiss to the crease of her thigh, the fingers in her hair tugging ever so when she softly nibbled at the skin.
“Em,”
Her name fell around a sigh; Emily wasn’t sure how she’d ever be able to hear JJ call her name again without picturing this moment. She left a trail of kisses, her free hand moving between them to tease her once more which illicited noises of both pleasure and slight frustration as they both knew it wasn’t where JJ really needed her.
“Tell me what you want JJ.”
Emily knew exactly what that was but she wanted to hear JJ say it.
“I need you inside me, now.”
Not needing to be told twice, Emily slipped a single finger inside her. She felt another tug on her hair and smirked, adding a second digit and picking up her pace. JJ rocked against her hand, unintelligible words flying from her mouth.
Emily’s ran her tongue up JJ’s stomach, her skin was covered in a thin sheen of sweat and she had never tasted anything sweeter. She peppered her breast with kisses before taking the hardened nipple in her mouth; JJ brought the hand not in Emily’s hair to her other breast, squeezing and caressing as she quickly headed towards another orgasm.
A brush of a thumb over her clit and JJ gasped, toes curling as she felt her body ascend. Needing to see her come undone, Emily released her nipple and raised her face to look at JJ. The other woman desperately kneaded at her breast, her other hand falling from Emily’s hair and fisting the cushion beneath her. She had her eyes closed and mouth open, Emily’s name escaping her lips like a prayer and she was all too happy to oblige.
“JJ, open your eyes.”
She pushed a few sweaty strands of hair away from her face, the hand between JJ’s thighs taking on a rhythm that had the other woman cursing and keening beneath her.
It took energy JJ wasn’t aware she any longer possessed to open her eyes, Emily’s furious pace had her climbing higher and higher until she finally fell off the ledge. Emily worked her through it with her fingers, capturing her lips in a kiss that had JJ crashing through another wave when she tasted herself on her tongue.
Her entire body hummed with pleasure; she stilled Emily’s hand when it almost became too much but drew her back in for another kiss. Emily withdrew her hand slowly, swallowing JJ’s moan. She wiped her hand on her jeans before running her fingers along the goose fleshed skin of her thigh.
They regained a steady rhythm and Emily had no protests when JJ fumbled with the button on her jeans. She was so keyed up and knew she would be sent careening the moment JJ had her hands on her.
And then JJ’s phone pinged from the kitchen.
It was as though someone had dumped a bucket of ice water over them both.
“Fuck.”
That was most definitely one word for it. JJ’s hands dropped from Emily’s waist and the latter gave her thigh a squeeze before sitting up.
“I’ll get it.”
JJ only nodded. Her body still felt in a state of free fall after such intense orgasms and she didn’t trust herself not to drop her ass straight on the floor should she try and get up right away.
Emily stood, rebuttoning her jeans with a sigh before moving to the kitchen where JJ had left her phone. She picked it up with the hand that hadn’t moments before been inside JJ and glanced at the ID whilst heading back to the couch.
“It’s Rossi.”
She couldn’t help the irritation she felt towards Dave in that moment. It wasn’t rational, she knew that. They were in the middle of an absolute shitstorm, said shitstorm being part of the reason she had found herself at Penelope’s drunk and high in the first place. It was just one more nail in the proverbial coffin of her tenure in the BAU.
“I’ll be right back.”
She passed the phone over and headed to the bathroom. Emily had been to and stayed at Garcia’s apartment more times than she could count and knew the place like the back of her hand. She grabbed both a towel and a wash cloth, closing the toilet lid and putting them down before washing her hands at the sink. Splashing some water on her face, she took a moment to look at herself in the mirror. Well, she looked like an absolute mess. Her thoughts drifted to JJ and the heat between her thighs threatened to rise once more. She knew right now they had a job to do, for now she still had a job to do, but there was no way this, whatever it may be was close to being over.
Grabbing the wash cloth, she ran it under the tap and squeezed out the excess water. Picking up the towel too, she headed back out to the living room.
JJ was right where she left her. Still on the couch, still very naked and Emily wanted nothing more than to just say fuck it all and pick up where they left off. JJ had a look of daze on her face, her phone lay screen down on her bare chest and Emily had the feeling that her thoughts very much mirrored her own.
She sat down beside her, running the washcloth over her thighs and gently over her still sensitive areas. The contact made JJ shiver and Emily swapped it for the towel, repeating the process before putting them on the floor in front of her.
It took a few moments before JJ finally sat up, drawing Emily in for one last kiss before they had to hunt for discarded clothes and get back to work.