the jareau's

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A soft groan escaped Emily's plump lips as she rolled over in the bed, landing in a pile of blonde hair strewn around JJ's neck. Her dark eyes slowly fluttered open, taking in the appearance of her girlfriend. She was absolutely beautiful- the most beautiful woman she had ever seen. Not only just for her body (although that was absolutely delicious to look at as well), JJ was perfect in every way one could think of. She was gentle, soft in every aspect, her skin feeling like silk against Emily's fingers. She sighed softly, burrowing her face into the blonde's neck. The commotion caused JJ to stir awake, slowly glancing down at Emily.

JJ grinned, remembering the night before. Although they had quite obviously hooked up quite a bit beforehand, last night was a different experience. The raw emotion of their deep conversation to resolve their argument combined with a lack of touch within one night allowed the two to absolutely ravage one another in the best way possible. It wasn't just sex, they "made love", although JJ hated referring to it as that. It sounded...fake, as if they were trying to be in a porno. She would rather just describe the way Emily's tongue fit perfectly in her and oh god.. Her fingers.

She gulped heavily, closing her eyes once again to shake away the thoughts. They had been up till quite a late hour doing their thing and had gotten little sleep, but knew they needed to wake up in time for JJ's family's Christmas party. Emily was a bit hesitant to go, but JJ had eventually convinced her that her mother truly wanted her there so she could get to know her. (deep down, JJ also knew her mother wanted to apologize. She also wanted Emily there for comfort.)

Emily placed a gentle kiss on the crevice in JJ's shoulder, begrudgingly rising from the bed while stretching her arms above her head. JJ's bright green eyes popped open to examine her girlfriend's body, fighting the urge to let a moan fall out from her mouth. While Emily was beautiful in every way, holy shit, she was also so fucking sexy. JJ bit her lip, allowing her eyes to fall as she checked her girlfriend out.

"My eyes are up here, baby." Emily teased, leaning forward to place a gentle kiss on the blonde's lips. JJ rolled her eyes, leaning up to wrap her arms around Emily's neck to pull her even closer, the two kissing for a moment. They consumed each other's natural taste and smell, adoring it. "Okay, come on, we have to get ready." Emily mumbled against the other's lips, before pulling away and leaning over the side of the bed to grab her shirt. She slid it on her body, climbing out of the bed.

JJ, however, had fallen back against the pillow in defeat at the lack of affection her girlfriend was currently giving her. She knew there was a possibility that if she acted poorly enough, perhaps Emily would notice. And this the brunette did, suddenly climbing on top of the blonde and staring down to connect their eyes. "Jayje?" She said softly, teasing her skin with the edge of her fingertips. The blonde huffed softly, although had to fight a smile at getting her way. "Come on, don't be a fucking brat." She leaned down to whisper in her ear, noting the way JJ's back arched at the name. She grinned, climbing off her girlfriend and making her way into the bathroom down the hall.

The blonde whined softly, watching her girlfriend leave the room. She should have guessed Emily would torture her as much as possible, it was her speciality. After all, she had tortured her for days with their quite so obvious tension before they had hooked up the first time. She adored the brunette despite it, rolling up so she could get dressed as well. Well, dressed wasn't quite the right word. More like throwing on a pair of sweatpants and her sports bra.

She slowly made her way down the hallway and went into the kitchen, looking outside. The world around them was covered in a layer of snow and JJ grinned, leaning back against the counter. She loved this kind of weather- it was so beautiful and the fact that it was so pretty on Christmas morning made it even better. Christmas morning with Emily.

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