Emily Prentiss One-Shots

Emily/Hotch

Title: Drunk On You - SequinSmile (AO3)

Summary: In which Emily and Aaron get caught in a compromising position.

Rating: Teens and Up 

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Like always, the night out was Penelope's idea. As much as she was enjoying herself, Emily would much rather be somewhere alone with her boyfriend. She needed him to sooth the burn the case they had just got back from had left in her lungs. His embrace was the only place she would find any kind of relief, any peace from the recent brutality of their working schedule.

Emily is standing at the bar, waiting for the bartender to pull together the round of drinks she ordered, when she feels a familiar hand settle at her lower back. She knows it's him without turning around, his touch gentle yet commanding, his cologne almost overpowering as he leans down to press his lips against her ear, clearly using how loud and busy it was in the bar as an excuse to be this close to her. A half lie ready to tell one of their team members if they happened to look over and see him pressed up against her. She turns her head a little to look at him, her lips so close to his she could reach forward and kiss him if she wants to.

She really wants to, but knows she can't.

"You're playing a dangerous game." She says, smirking at him as his fingers trail under her shirt a little, a glancing touch at the skin of her lower back before he withdraws it.

"I'm just seeing if you need help with the drinks, Prentiss." Aaron replies, a challenge in his eyes as he looks down at her, a glint of something she would never have seen before they got together. The soft and mischievous side to him that was so well hidden most of the time, but now so obvious to her.

"I'm a big girl, sir." She replies, laughing when she sees how hard he swallows, never able to win against her in this game.

The bartender stops the back and forth by bringing the rest of the drinks over and placing them down in front of her. Aaron picks up half of them, bottles of beer swinging in between his fingers and winks at her as he turns away, creating a path for her through the throngs of people waiting to be served. He turns suddenly, stopping her in place and she looks past him to the others, sees JJ, Dave and Spencer deep in conversation, and Penelope and Derek dancing together nearby.

"When can we get out of here?" He asks, and she can see the desperation in his eyes too. They'd get another case tomorrow, there was always another case, and he wanted some time to be just the two of them just as much as she did.

"I'd say another hour at least." She says, smiling at him, all of their flirty banter gone. She gently nudges his shoulder with hers, her hands full with the team's drinks. "Come on, Aaron. We'll go have fun with our friends, make our separate excuses to leave and then I'll take you back to mine."

Penelope shouts at them, catching their attention from where they are standing, demanding her drink, and the moment is over. Emily and Aaron's eyes meet and his lips twitch with a smile before they head back over to the team.

Time moves slowly, and the more she drinks the more she thinks about how much she wants him. She edges slightly closer to him, using how someone behind her elbows into her as they squeeze past as an excuse to bump into him.

She knows it's a bad idea, that no one knows about them yet. At first the secrecy was merely practical. A way for them to figure out what they were, if a relationship between them would work as they hoped it would. By the time it became clear it worked, that they were the very thing each other had been looking for, they had also realised that the secrecy also worked for them.