"What's up with jemily"

Anger Sex

Chilee this is rated MMMM don't even ask😭

Emily's POV:

"You wanna talk? Talk." JJ growled.

I took in a deep breath before letting all my thoughts leave my mouth without any hesitation or regrets...yet.

"I was a supposed suspect in the murder of your; MY WIFE'S MOTHER, and everyone I ever loved or trusted, hell even looked at as family just turned their fucking backs on me. The only person who was there for me was Reid. Hotch was just the stone cold bitch FBI agent to me like he is to every suspect, Derek treated me heavily like a suspect when he was accused of the same thing and y'all moved fucking heaven and Earth to clear his name. Rossi, I don't even know what he was doing I never saw nor did I talk to him. Garcia was fucking afraid of me like I would kill her or something, Reid actually talked to me and made me feel loved and like someone was still on my side, but you...you hurt the worst. I think you know why." I let it all out and tried to keep my composure as long as I could before crying.

I was pacing around the room biting my nails, as JJ just sat in there in pure shock.

"Emily...I wanted to believe you were innocent-hell I knew you were innocent. You're capable of some nasty things but that...you don't have it in you-no offense. I just-I don't know what got into me in the interrogation room, it's like I was possessed-"

"Yea no shit."

"Why are you acting like that, I'm trying to apologize and you're throwing a tantrum."

"I don't know maybe the fact that the thoughts of my friends thinking I was a murdered is still on my mind, orrr the fact that my wife is still not wearing her wedding band." That was the sentence that did me in the tears came without warning.

She looked at her ring finger, running her other pointer finger around the tan line of where her ring would be. Not saying a word.

"Well what about that whole ring stunt you pulled? Think I forgot about that?" JJ retorted.

"I wouldn't have had to do that, if you didn't waltz in there acting like a complete bitch." I said getting close to her.

We were offaly close to one another. I could see her face twitch every once in awhile in anger.

We were in an intense staring contest. Almost as if whoever blinked first would get a stern reprimand while the other was the one that dished it out.

"Another thing-" I went to scorn.

She grabbed my collar, and viciously attached her lips to mine.

Part of me wanted to push her away and scream my lungs out at her, but another part of me missed her. Her lips. Her body. Her soul.

I broke the kiss for a second just to put in my sarcastic two sense. "You know you are really hot when you're angry." I smirked.

"Can you shut up for five seconds Prentiss." Once again our lips were intertwined together, our tongues dancing in harmony.

She roughly pushed me down onto the bed, straddling the thighs as her hair became a curtain concealing our faces.

"You are going to get up go close and lock that door and then come back here and strip do you hear me." JJ demanded.

As much of the "top" energy I give off, I became very submissive when she gives orders.
Especially when she wants things done.

General POV:

Emily rushed up from underneath JJ, rushing to close the door and lock it in the process of trying to remove her shirt.

"Patience my little princess." JJ said stalking over to Emily.

In the short amount of time Emily had gotten up to lock the door, JJ was already naked.
Emily allowed her eyes to scan JJ's bare body multiple times.

It wasn't the first time they have had sex, but it was the first time for a while.
Emily was down to her bra and underwear standing in the middle of the room waiting for JJ to use her in any way she pleased.

As much as she wanted to be mad and hate everyone, Emily needed this, she needed to be reminded that she was loved.
Especially by JJ.

"Get on the bed. Now!" JJ forced.

Emily laid out on the bed, as JJ crawled up her body until they were face to face again.

"Don't be a little bitch and just take it." JJ whispered into Emily's ear.

Before Emily could even react, JJ inserted two fingers into Emily abruptly without warning.

Emily let out a long moan at the sudden pain and pleasure surging through her body.
JJ pumped her fingers in and out of Emily, the room becoming hot every second from the sweat coming from the two.

"F-Fuck J-JJ right there please." Emily moaned.

"Beg for it. Beg for me, beg for my fingers Emily." JJ commanded.

"Please, pl-please give me more I need it." Emily groaned.

"Needy little slut aren't you. Are you my little slut?"

"Y-Yes, yes I am." Her back arched as

"It's yes ma'am!" JJ said completely pulling her fingers out of Emily.

"NO! I-I mean no please I need to cum." Emily moaned.

"No you are going to stay on the edge until I get home Henry has school, and Lily is going over Garcia's." JJ said putting on only a robe.

Emily sat there out of breath on the edge of letting go but deciding against it not wanting to provoke JJ any further.

"I'll be back soon my love, be a good girl and don't touch yourself." JJ winked leaving the bedroom.

Emily's POV:

What the fuck just happened?

A/N: yall requested hot angry sex and I delivered all thought I didn't finish it because i would've made this chapter too long.
Anyways hope y'all enjoy!❤️

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