Gonna give this chapter a sexual content warning.
"Are you ready to go back to work tomorrow?" I ask JJ, my mouth full of cereal.
"I'm not looking forward to being away from you all day, but I am looking forward to seeing the rest of the team," JJ answers, rolling her eyes at my lack of manners.
"I'm going to be so bored. What am I going to do all day?" I groan dramatically, leaning my head back against the wall.
"I don't know, you could read a book?" The blonde's eyebrows lift a little as she speaks.
"Do I look like Spencer Reid to you?" We both burst into laughter for a moment before becoming silent again. "Actually, I do love to read. I've been meaning to get around to a few classics I haven't gotten to enjoy yet."
"Classics? I don't understand the hype around most of those. Are the stories even relevant anymore?" JJ takes a sip from her coffee mug.
"Just because the time periods are different doesn't mean the values and morals of the stories don't apply today. Plus, if you can get past the lengthy descriptions, most of the stories are pretty entertaining." I begin to wrack my brain to think of a book JJ might like. Definitely not The Jungle or Heart of Darkness. Those are not my favorites. Oh maybe she'll like Kurt Vonnegut!
"I guess that's a fair point. I've gotta say, The Great Gatsby was a bit of a let down when I had to read it in college. The characters were all really bad people..." her voice trails off.
"Yeah, that's not my favorite. I'll think of the perfect one for you to read, don't worry," I smile up at her, and she rolls her eyes.
I stand up and walk around the counter to my girlfriend. I wrap my arms around her and lean down to press my lips to hers gently. She sighs softly, and I love the contentment I hear. "Mmm, I'm going to miss being able to kiss you all day." JJ leans into me as she speaks.
"What would you like to do on your last day of vacation-but-not-really-vacation-because-my-girlfriend-got-shot-and-I-have-to-take-care-of-her?" She rolls her eyes as I wink at her. Fuck, she's beautiful, even when she's dissing me.
"I think," she presses her lips to mine briefly, "that I would like to take care of my girlfriend." A mischievous glint sparkles in her blue eyes, and my heart speeds up.
"Take care of me how?" My voice sounds a little choked.
"In a way that I haven't been able to in a long while," Jennifer's voice is suggestive and low.
A blush creeps its way up my cheeks, and my stomach tightens. I want to say something cocky and flirty, but I can't make a sound. What does this woman do to me? All I can manage is a small nod, and Jennifer's answering smile gives me butterflies.
Without another word, JJ turns and walks toward her bedroom, briefly glancing over her shoulder at me, silently telling me to follow. I do so with no hesitation, and she shuts the door as soon as I enter the room.
Soft, pink lips press against mine, and I moan as her tongue skims my bottom lip. I wrap my arms around her and run my fingers across the skin just under her shirt. Her fingers are tangled in my hair, and the way she pulls it just a little bit drives me crazy.
"Fuck," I whisper as JJ's lips brush my neck as she moves down to my collarbone. I gasp softly and hear her chuckle in response.
"That's definitely going to leave a mark," JJ says smugly as she lifts her lips from my skin. Thank goodness I don't have to work for another week.
I pull her even closer to me, and whisper in her ear. "I want these clothes off of you. Now."
"Oh, Emily, it's cute that you think you're in charge today," JJ's tone is playful, but her words catch me off guard. I bite my lip as she steps away from me and slowly pulls her t-shirt over her head. I still can't get over how beautiful she is no matter how many times I've seen her shirtless at this point. Is that a new bra? Red is definitely her color.
"Jennifer. You are so fucking beautiful," my voice is soft and full of awe for the woman in front of me. She smiles back shyly, but her look is quickly replaced by one of confidence.
She unbuttons the jeans she put on this morning when she got out of the shower and slides them off slowly, smirking as she notices the intensity of my stare. My breath catches at the sight of the red lace barely covering her. When did she put this on? I'm glad I didn't notice because this surprise is amazing.
I step forward, running my fingers across the exposed skin on her chest before pulling at one of the straps resting on her shoulders. I look at her, my eyes begging her to let me take this off.
"Mmm, patience my love," she whispers before kissing me roughly. Our lips move against one another, and I can't get enough. I pout a little when she pulls away. "You are way too overdressed for this occasion," JJ says seductively.
I pull my shirt over my head eagerly, and JJ laughs a little at my impatience. Nothing appeals to me more right now than the thought of her skin on mine. She comes close to me again and slides my sweatpants down, not breaking eye contact as she bends down and kisses each of my thighs. I shiver involuntarily; I want her. Right now.
She's on her knees now, and I can't wait anymore. I join her on the floor, pushing her onto her back gently. I cover her body with mine, ignoring the dull ache of my still-healing wound.
JJ doesn't protest as I pin her hands above her head and kiss her. I bite her lip and hear her groan before I move to her neck. One of my hands keeps hers pinned above her head while the other roams her body. I feel her shiver under me as my fingers move up her thigh lazily. I run my fingers up her other thigh before slipping my finger under red lace. Fuck, she's already so wet.
"Emily," JJ moans breathlessly as I touch her. I bring my lips to her neck as I slide one finger inside of her. I'm about to add another when she stops me. "Wait."
"Everything okay?" I ask, immediately moving my hands and sitting up, concern flooding my expression.
"Yes, everything is perfectly fine," she says, sitting up a little. She brings her lips to mine and wraps one arm around me. I'm still a little concerned, and she can tell. "Hey, Emily, relax. I only told you to stop because I wanted to do this." I'm on my back a second later, and my eyes widen as I realize she just flipped me. That was so unbelievably hot.
"Whoah," I whisper. That's really the only thing I'm capable of saying at the moment. We're kissing again, and I can tell that we're both losing any ounce of self-control we may have been holding on to up until this point.
"Em, sit up, I want to take this off of you," JJ says, immediately unhooking my bra as I comply. Her eyes light up as she looks at me, and her lips meet mine once more, briefly, before moving down to my chest.
I moan as she takes one of my nipples between her teeth. She moves to the other as she slips her hand into my underwear. "Fuck," I whisper, my back arching slightly.
"You're so wet, Emily. I can't wait to fuck you," JJ's words turn me on even more, and I whimper just a little. JJ smiles at me and moves down my body.
My underwear is off before I have time to blink. The gentle kisses on my inner thighs are driving me insane, and I can tell that Jennifer is enjoying this. I can't take it anymore. I need her. Now. "Please, Jennifer."
"Your wish is my command, mon amour." Her tongue makes its way closer and closer to where I need it. As she lowers her tongue to my clit, she also sticks two fingers inside me.
I cry out, back arching off the floor again as her tongue and fingers both speed up. I'm close to the release I've been needing from her since we broke up all those weeks ago.
"I love you, Jennifer Jareau," I cry out as I reach my climax. After I come down, JJ kisses me gently.
"I love you too, Emily Prentiss," she whispers against my lips.
"Can I please take this off of you now?" I ask, already hooking my fingers in the red lace of her thong.
"Yes, my love, you may." JJ unhooks her own bra, just as eager as I am for her to be undressed. I pull back for a moment and admire her fully naked body. Perfect. She is absolutely perfect.
I don't want to go another day without this amazing and beautiful woman by my side. My voice is choked with emotion when I finally speak. "I want to show you how much I love you." And that's exactly what I do, again and again.
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A few hours later, after dinner, we're watching reruns of The Golden Girls. This is a show we can both agree on, and it's still hilarious no matter how many times I've watched it. There is one conversation I've been avoiding for the past couple weeks, but I think it's time for us to have it.
"We do need to talk about something," I say tentatively as we cuddle on the couch with our glasses of wine.
"And what may that be? Are you finally going to tell me what's in that backpack you brought with you?" JJ asks, pulling back to look at my face. I smile as I run my finger over the purple bruise I left on her collarbone. I know I have a matching one on my own, and the thought makes me smile.
"Mmm, not yet. That's a discussion for a different day. Or at the very least, later tonight. What I actually want to know is, do we tell Hotch about us? I don't know how long we're going to be able to hide it from him," I finally say hesitantly. The past few weeks have been perfect, and I don't want to do anything to jeopardize us.
"I've been thinking about that too," JJ says slowly. "It may be best if we're honest about it. I think any possible repercussions would be worse if he found out later that we'd been hiding it, don't you?"
"Yeah. We can absolutely keep it professional, too. I mean, the whole team is basically already a family anyway. What's the problem if you and I are each others' family in a different way?" I smile, taking her hand and running my thumb over her knuckles.
"Exactly. We shouldn't worry. Everything will work out eventually. And we'll be here for each other through it all, the good and the bad. I'm not leaving again, Em. I love you."
My heart swells with joy at her words, and I pull her closer to my chest, kissing the top of her head. "Pretty sure this goes without saying, but I love you too, JJ."