Forbidden Affairs - Emily Prentiss x Reader

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smut warning: edging, dom/sub, punishment

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'Y/n.' Emily greeted back. You couldn't help but notice the hint of anxiousness on Emily's face. You waited for Emily to announce why she was here, but instead you both fell into an awkward silence.

'Do you...' you turned and indicated behind you, '...want to come in?' You asked to try and prevent the silence.

'Uh I...' Emily started to seem as if she was going to say no, but seemed to stop herself. 'Yeah. Okay.' She agreed. You stepped aside for her to follow you into your apartment.

As you closed the door behind her, you turned around to find her looking around your hallway.

'Come through.' You offered, walking towards your living room for her to follow. When you reached the sofas, you hesitated before sitting down and chose to stay stood.

'I just...' Emily started fumbling through her handbag, '...brought you this.' She said, holding her hand out.

'My phone!' You exclaimed, reaching out to take it from her. 'Where did you find it?'

'On my bed.' Emily replied quietly. Your interest in your phone seemed to disappear, as you looked at Emily acting so awkwardly with you and couldn't help but feel uncomfortable by it.

Emily looked back at you as you both stood in your living room silently. A kind of sadness seemed to overcome her face.

'Sorry.. I uh... shouldn't be here.' She said, starting to turn away from you. Impulsively, you reached for her arm, causing her to stop. She looked down at your hand on her arm and back up at your face.

'Sorry.' You said eventually, letting go of her arm. 'I just...' You exhaled as you tried to find the right words, but you weren't very good at being honest with people about how you felt.

'You just what, Y/n?' Emily asked, partially irritated by the fact you were making it harder for her to leave.

Fuck it.

'I just hate this...' you held your hand out between the both of you, '...awkwardness.' You admitted. When Emily took a while to reply you thought you were going to have to explain yourself. But then, she lowered her head.

'Me too.' She said. For someone who was so chatty last night, Emily was certainly sparse with her words this evening.

'Look, I totally get it. We need to be professional if I want to stay on the training programme, but...' as you paused, Emily lifted her head to look at you, '...I really don't want a year of us being awkward around each other. I understand that we need to pretend last night never happened, but that might be difficult for me at first.'

'It's difficult for me, too.' Emily replied in an argumentative tone. You were surprised at this to say the least.

'Is it?' You asked. Emily tilted her head as if to say 'Of course it is', but you weren't quite on the same page. Realising this, Emily tried to explain what she meant.

'I had a really good time with you last night, Y/n.' She said.

'So did I.' You admitted back, but you were clearly still struggling to understand why Emily seemed to be so conflicted.

Emily wished you could understand without her having to say anything, and that she could just leave and go back to agreeing to pretend it never happened. That would be easier. But instead, she started to move towards you.