I Love You, Emily Prentiss

Chapter 3: After Hours

TW: ADDICTION, SMUTT, SPOILERS

     Days after beginning your first case at the BAU, the team had narrowed down their list of Unsubs. It was the end of the day and Hotch had sent the team back to the hotel for the night. The team rode back together and you were all heading up to your rooms. You were exhausted from your tireless efforts to identify and capture the unsub.

     The way you and Emily have been teasing each other made you feel alive again. It gave you confidence, a pep to your step. You never thought for one second that this platonic relationship would turn into a romantic one. You didn't quite know how to handle what was transpiring between the two of you.

     "Heading up?" Emily asks, standing in front of the open elevator doors.

     "Sure." You reply, nervously stepping into the elevator. "You're not going to grab a drink with Derek and JJ at the bar?"

     "No, I'm too tired for that." She said, staring straight ahead.

     "Since when has Emily Prentiss been too tired for a drink?" You blurt, sarcastic as hell.

     She looked at you, scanned your body with her eyes, all while biting her bottom lip. You felt so hot and you didn't know how much longer you could go without embracing her. But just as the elevator doors were about to shut, you were both snapped out of your daze by the sound of Spencer's voice.

     "Hold the elevator!" Spencer yelled.

     You put your arm out to block the doors from shutting all the way using its sensors. Rolling your eyes, before you stood a sweaty Spencer. "You're welcome."

     "The two of the biggest party animals I know aren't going for drinks with Morgan?" Spence asks, chuckling and still trying to catch his breath.

     "Hey, Spence?" You ask in a sarcastic tone once more. "We know how to control ourselves, despite your belief otherwise. We are the life of the party when it matters. Right now we have to get some rest."

     "Something is definitely going on," Spencer remarks after a brief moment of silence and staring.

     "Spencer," Emily said in a semi-stern voice. "I'm tired, Theo is tired, and I assume you are too. Now can you please press the elevator button, or should I ask why you're not grabbing a drink?"

     You laugh again, shoving through Spencer and pressing the button for the third floor. Most of the time the team was placed in rooms on their floor. But that was only for a little while longer, being the case was wrapping up. There was some evidence the team needed to find in collaboration with border patrol, but the case was in Federal jurisdiction making it yours.

     The elevator you were in reaches the third floor, the three of you stepping out. You looked at Spencer and at Emily, trying not to let your eyes linger for too long. One thing you've been focusing on this entire case was just how perfect Emily was. She was beautiful, single, smart, and extremely hot. She was the whole package and you just couldn't resist.

     "Goodnight," Spencer said, smiling like he usually does, and waves his hand.

     "Night, Spence," You reply, both you and Emily waving back.

     Looking at each other intently in the eyes, you turn around and walk to your room. But you knew it wouldn't be of much use because of your rooms being so close in distance. While you walked intently to your room, Emily caught up and was walking alongside you.

     "Theo, wait up," Emily called, trying to keep up.

     You kept walking, pretending not to hear her. You thought that maybe if you didn't let yourself talk to her for too long alone you would be able to ignore your feelings. The last thing you want to do is to mess up a good thing with this team over something that could possibly be a fling.

     "Theo," Emily called again, placing a hand on your forearm.

     "Emily, I..." You begin to say. But before you could get anything else out, you locked eyes with Emily.

     Once more, Emily placed her hand on your arm, but this time she slid it up to your shoulder. Your eyes trailed from her face down to her neck, and then back up again. Her other hand found its way to the side of your face, pulling it into hers. At once, your lips fell into hers, indulging the taste of coffee from this morning. You couldn't think straight for the moments during that kiss but pulled away as soon as you realized what you were doing. You pulled away, looking down at the floor.

     "I- I have to go to bed." You stumbled over your words.

     "Theodora, wait." She said assertively.

     "Emily, we can't do this." You replied.

     "Why not?"

     "Because we work together."

     "So?"

     "There are rules against fraternization for a reason."

     "Well, do you like me?" Emily asks, biting her lip.

     You pause, staring at her biting her lip, and falling into a different world. You couldn't think when she bit her bottom lip, which made thinking of what to say even more challenging.

     "It doesn't matter if I like you or not." You stammered.

     Emily moved in closer, your faces no more than a few inches from each other. "So you do like me. Hm, that's good."

     "What?"

     "That's good, Theo, because I like you back," Emily said, just before you lean in for another kiss.

     Falling into each other, you and Emily found your way into her hotel room. It didn't take even a second for both of your hands to be touching every part of each other's bodies. You wanted her to feel your body in the most intimate way. Emily threw you down on the bed on your back, basically ripping open your blouse. In return, you pulled her shirt over her shoulders and head. She leaped onto you, straddling your waist. She sat there once more, biting her lip as you gave her hungry eyes.

     In seconds, the two of you were completely naked as Emily laid onto you, the front of her body on yours. Making out like high schoolers, Emily paused. She threw her hair up into a ponytail and proceeded to kiss your neck. Your back began to arch, as inhuman noises slipped from your lips. It felt like the world had stopped spinning while the two of you laid together in that hotel room.

     Emily did things to you that you never knew a person could. You knew it was the best you've ever had because of the perfect mix between pain and pleasure. Your toes curled so hard i couldn't feel them in the moments after, accompanied by hickeys covering your body. When you got up to use the bathroom afterward, your legs shook so hard that you were surprised they still functioned properly.

     Watching you struggle afterward, Emily laid there tangled in the sheets and giggling. She knew she had done her job if this was the end result. Though a bit embarrassing and painful, you wanted more. From this point on, you knew you were screwed. Emily had you wrapped around her finger.