criminal minds ✕ one shots

Random Persons Bed ➙ Emily X Reader

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Warnings: smut lol this is my first time also writing in y/n format and I'm new to writing smut but that's it rlly

The BAU was having its annual party, obviously hosted by Rossi. He made sure every year was outdone by the next by making it as extravagant as he could. Most of the time he took input from Penelope, but this year he got some from Emily and y/n.

"Listen, Penelope plans every party, I was thinking we have someone else plan it." He told you an Emily while in his office. "Why don't we make it cocktail dress code? I bought this new dress I've been dying to wear."

"Y/n? You agree?" You nod, trying to imagine what Emily looks like the dress she's talking about.

For the next week, you, Emily and Rossi plan the party. It's at a local bar, which Rossi actually owns. There's blue and red lights set up and it's much more darker themes than Penelopes regular parties.

That night, JJ sent you a text asking, "what are you wearing tonight?" You in fact weren't sure. There were two dresses, but you couldn't decide. One was a skin tight, maroon, velvety dress with just spaghetti straps, and the other was a black silk with lace sleeves.  "Not sure. You decide." You text back, sending a picture of each dress. JJ responded almost immediately, telling you to go with the maroon one.

Getting ready, you weren't sure if you should wear a bra. "I don't have any that really work with this dress." You mumbled to yourself, rummaging through your closet. The time come nearer and nearer and you aren't ready. "Okay, I look normal without a bra on. I'm fine!" You encourage yourself in a mirror, but still having second doubts.

Makeup wasn't too hard to figure out. A slick, black cat eye eyeliner, light eyeshadow and simple clear lip gloss. Bold lipstick was never your thing. You have to leave in five minutes, so you through on black heels you wear to practically every event and head to the bar.

Inside the music was loud, and there was some other FBI agents you recognized, but you struggled finding your team. "Do you know where Emily Prentiss is?" You asked a random man, who actually pointed to the back of the bar. There was your team, all holding drinks, wearing tight dresses and nice suits. Your eyes went directly to Emily, though. She had on this silky, black dress with think spaghetti straps, similar to yours. The end flowed just above her mid thigh and her makeup brought it all together. Bold red lipstick, black eyeliner and eyeshadow similar to yours. You could feel your heartbeat through your vagina just looking at her.

Throughout the night you mostly hung by Emily and the team, sipping on drinks, laughing about memories and having a good time. You couldn't help but notice Emily's cleavage every time she leaned over even just a bit. You bit your lip, and crossed your legs, hoping she wouldn't see, but she did.

"Y/n, you okay?" She smiled. "Uh, yeah. Perfectly fine." You responded, with a slight voice crack. She laughed a bit and sipped her drink more.

After a while of standing, the team moved to a round booth to sit in. The conversation didn't change, but Emily's mood towards you did. She placed her hand on your freshly shaven thigh, rubbing her thumb on the inside of it, getting close to your vagina. You looked up at her, and she just winked, moving her hand closer. You gasped, hoping the team didn't hear anything, but thankfully it was too loud in the bar for them.

"Rossi, tell me about this bar?" Emily asked randomly. "Well, my buddy works in it, and I own it. He needed the money to keep the bar open, since it was also his house. He's got a whole kitchen and bedroom upstairs." Emily just nodded, keeping her hand in the same place. You squeezed the edge of the seat, fake leather digging into your black nails.

"I need to use the bathroom, y/n, come with me." This caught you by surprise, but you followed her still. "Why do girls always go to the bathroom together?" Spencer Reid asked. "Girl business." You heard JJ reply as Emily dragged you into a hallway. Instead of taking you into the bathroom, she started going up random stairs into the owners actual home.

"Emily, what are you doing?" You whispered and she just shushed you. She found herself to a bedroom, locked the door, and pushed you onto the bed. You fell back into the unfamiliar bed, which was actually comfortable.

Emily started to straddle you, slowly grinding into your hips. Her hands were slowly following your neck and then down to your chest. She looked up at you, then down at your nearly exposed breasts, then back at your submissive face. You bit the inside of your cheek, trying to control yourself.

"No bra tonight?" She teased, "works out perfectly for me." She then leaned into a passionate kiss, smearing her lipstick over your lips. Her tongue found home in your mouth, which you happily welcomed in. You moaned softly as she grinded harder. She scattered hickeys down your neck and your exposed chest where she could, but she was hungry for more.

"Can I?" She asked as she started pulling your dress down. You nodded, and she almost immediately ripped it off. Your breasts bounced after being being tugged on from the fabric, and she then threw the piece of of velvet on the floor. She nibbled on your nipples and slow moans escaped your mouth.

"You like that, y/n?" You whimpered with a nod, begging for more. Emily marked her territory over your body with hickeys anywhere she could. She slowly made herself down to your hips, and your lace panties. You begged her to rip them off inside your head, but could never say it in real life.

She slowly pulled them down, revealing it wet and turned on as much as possible. Her tongue teased your clit, which yearned for touch. She went crazy on your clitoris, and you couldn't control your moans. As her mouth was on your clit, her middle finger slid into your vagina, startling you for a second. She pumped it, and eased in a second finger. How she was doing this to your body all at once amazed you.

"Emily!" You yelled her name with a moan following. Your back arched and you were holding onto the sheets for dear life.

"I'm gonna-" You release and Emily makes her way back up to your face. She continues giving small kisses, while holding one breast in her hand.

"We just had sex in a random persons bed." You laugh in between pants, with Emily still on top of you. "And we should again."