Hope for the Hopeless [Jemily]

Pointless Plaster [smut]

mature content! teasing, vaginal fingering, edging, praise kink

July 22, 2007
— JJ's POV
The team got called into a case this morning so I had to quickly leave Em's apartment and rush to mine to change. Then I had to speed practically the whole way to the airstrip in order to make it on time. It would be so much easier if Emily and I lived together, but that's a conversation for another time. A later other time.

I finally made it onto the jet, handed out case files, and we're currently in the air debriefing the case. It was a strange one today— people killed up in the woods and left for dead. We suspected the unsub might be someone living in the wilderness, which prompted Emily to start explaining a tangent, "My grandfather retired to the french alps. He lived there until he died. There was a good 10-year stretch where he didn't come down off the mountain. He had no running water, no electricity. His food supplies, everything, all of it came from the land."

"You spent a lot of time up there?" I asked.

"Yeah, whenever we were in France, which was a lot." She discreetly winked at me; obviously I already knew she spent a lot of time in France as a kid. Once Hotch was done giving us assignments, we settled around the jet more comfortably. I took a seat next to Emily and held her hand under the table so no one would see. She leaned over and whispered to me before gently kissing my cheek, "Hi, honey." I bit my lip and starting rubbing my hand up her thigh. She looked down and chuckled quietly, "Oh so that's what we're doing, huh?"

"I'm kinda... in the mood."

"That's unfortunate, 'cause we're on a plane right now."

I inched my fingers higher and teased, "So? No one can see, baby, come on."

Emily put her hand over mine and rasped, "Nuh uh uh. You can wait."

I whined, "What if I can'tttt? I want you so bad, Em."

"Wait."

"But we're gonna be at the station all day!"

"Exactly. Which means you'll be extra horny for me when we get back to the hotel, won't you?" I nodded my head slowly in understanding. What Emily wants, Emily gets. She spent the next eight hours teasing me while we worked on the case— whispering dirty talk in my ear, squeezing my ass when no one was watching, etc. My panties were ruined by 1:00. We didn't get to turn into the hotel until about 8:30. Emily and I always volunteered to share a room, and that was the case even before we got together. We've just always been close. Obviously.

Once we were safe in our room and the door was shut, I immediately turned to Emily and whined, "Emily, baby, I can't wait anymore."

She tilted my chin up and joked, "Wait for what? What's got you all excited?"

I gulped and breathe out, "P-Please..."

She motioned her head to the side and instructed, "Get on the bed." I nodded rapidly, stripping out of all my clothes and laying back on the sheets. Emily shuffled her jacket off and then her shirt, followed by her slacks. She was left in a simple black bra and boxers. She got on the bed and craned her head into my neck, "You did so good for me today, baby. So patient."

"I-It was so hard, Em."

"I bet it was." She reached up and started pinching my nipples, making me hum in pleasure. "How's that feel?"

"Amazing. I love when you play with them like that."

"How bout I play with your pussy next, how's that sound? Do you want that?"

"Yes! I-I want that!" Emily growled and dropped a hand down to my lower region. Her fingers moved slowly through my folds. Too slowly. I whined for more, "Emily, I need more! Please! I-I need to cum!"

"What you need to do is wait for permission. Don't you wanna be good for me?"

I nodded, "I do, I do. I-I'll be good."

She bit my earlobe, "Perfect." I whimpered as I felt her index finger make contact with my clit. She tantalizingly circled around it, once again choosing to take her time. A few whines slipped out in frustration, but I did my best not to pout. "How long can you hold it, baby?"

"H-How long do you want me to hold it?"

"Mmm good answer." Emily crawled up to hover over me, kissing me hard. My hips started grinding up into her, seeking the friction I desperately needed. She pulled away and purred, "Ohhh you want it bad, huh?"

"So bad."

"Beg for it." Emily snaked her hand down to my pussy and started circling around my clit again.

"P-Please go faster, baby, I want you to fuck me so bad!"

She sped up a little, "Keep going, princess."

"I w-want you to make me cum. Make me cum all over you and know that you're the only one who gets to see me like that."

Sped up a little more, "Damn that's fucking hot, Jayje. Now we're getting somewhere." Her fingers circled rapidly now, applying the perfect amount of pressure and getting me close to the edge.

I panted hard, "God, Em, that's so good! Yes, yes, yes! Just like that, baby, fuck! I-I have to cum, baby!"

"Not yet, JJ."

I whined loudly and cried, "No, Em, no! Please let me cum!"

"Wait for permission."

I started to sob, "P-Please, Em, I can't wait anymore! It-It hurts, baby!"

"Oh yeah, it hurts?"

"Mmhmm!"

She leaned next to my ear and whispered, "It hurts so fucking good though, doesn't it?" She kissed my temple and then relented, "Cum for me, JJ, go on." I squealed loudly and clenched around her fingers, cumming hard. She kissed my forehead and rode me down, "That's it, baby, just like that. That's a good fucking girl. You did so well, princess, I'm so proud of you."

I bit my lip and kept panting, "Was I really good?"

"So good, JJ."

"Can we cuddle now?"

"Of course, love." Emily climbed into bed next to me and pulled the covers over us. I snuggled into her chest and let her wrap her arms around me.

I hummed happily, "Mmm this is nice."

She mumbled against the top of my head, "It sure is. You want anything else?"

"Can we watch Gilmore Girls?" Emily picked up the remote and put it on, making me cheer, "Yayyy!"

She sighed, "Well you know what they say: have an orgasm, watch some Gilmore Girls."

— Hotch's POV
"Hey, Dave, do you think Emily and JJ know that we can always hear them through hotel walls?" I asked Rossi from the couch as he filled up a glass of scotch.

"I sure hope they don't, otherwise that means they're intentionally being loud just so we'll hear."

"I don't think they know. When they tell me they're together do you think I should act surprised?"

"Nah, it'll make it more fun if you tell the truth." Dave and I perked our ears up as we heard the familiar sounds of a bedspring yet again tonight. He sighed and put his earplugs in, "I guess they're going for round 2."