Emily Prentiss One-Shots

Emily/Alex Blake**

Title: Do You Miss Me? - ArwenLalaith (Ao3)

Summary: Emily and Alex Facetime each other every week. This time is different...this time, Alex is horny.

Rating: Explicit 

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Emily and Alex had been living together for almost six months when Emily got the call about the Unit Chief job. They both knew she was going to take the job. The question was: would Alex follow her?

They both agreed that, since it was expected that at some point Hotch would return and take over the unit once again, that it didn't make sense for Alex to give up her teaching position at Oxford just yet. Which meant that, for the time being, their conversations were relegated to emails and phone calls.

They Facetimed each other on a weekly basis, but it still wasn't quite enough. Not for Emily who had found a sense of normalcy, of home, with Alex that she'd never quite had before and was rapidly finding herself missing. Not for Alex who never expected to fall for anyone again after her husband tore her heart to shreds and, loathe as she was to admit it – even to herself – had found those feelings emerging for Emily in spite of herself.

Emily had just wrapped a case when she called Alex from her hotel room. One of the perks of being Unit Chief was that she got a hotel room to herself...which was good because they'd agreed that they weren't going to tell anyone about their relationship for the time being – not that they wanted to keep secrets, rather they wanted to wait until the time was right...and thus far, it simply hadn't been.

Alex answered the call wearing Emily's worn out Yale sweatshirt and, if Emily wasn't mistaken, little else... "I miss you," Alex said by way of greeting with a sad little smile. She combed a hand through her slightly mussed hair, giving it that look of having just woken – a look that Emily found especially irresistible.

"We spoke a week ago," Emily reminded, brow raised, but smile fond. She yearned to run her fingers through those messy locks, to tug them slightly as she pulled her into a kiss, knowing it would make Alex moan softly...

She shrugged. "It gets lonely at night," she murmured.

Emily would have rolled her eyes as the reason for her pouting became very apparent...except that she was thinking the exact same thing. "You know we've got vibrators for a reason, right?" she teased. "Several of them, actually..."

"I'm aware," she replied pointedly, cheeks pinking slightly at the memory of Emily using said vibrators on her... "It's just not the same." She raked her teeth across her bottom lip with false coyness. "I miss your skilled fingers..." It had been months since they'd been together last and she missed her, in every sense of the word...

She cocked her head, momentarily debating whether it was worth the risk of being overheard through thin hotel walls, ultimately deciding that it was, in fact, worth it...afterall, this was the closest they'd actually come to being intimate in far too long. "Get undressed," she commanded, her own fingers working on the buttons of her blouse, exposing the bra beneath.

"But..."

Her expression turned imperious, though with a hint of playfulness. "Isn't that why you called?" she asked, "Because you're horny and want me to do something about it?"

She couldn't argue with that... She peeled off the stolen sweatshirt, revealing nothing beneath, rather effectively proving Emily's point. For a few moments, Emily simply drank in the delicious sight before her, tongue flicking across her lip hungrily.

Alex squirmed under her gaze, hips already bucking eagerly in anticipation of permission to touch herself, but knowing she couldn't until she'd been given the order. Fisting her hands in the sheets, she restrained herself, though barely.