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       Getting back to the hotel we have to show our badges to get past the barrier. Meeting up with the rest of the team in the lobby Hotch tells us another body was found about an hour ago. The ME puts the time of death as sometime last night. He takes us up with him to the crime scene. Leaving our bags with Jen she says she's going to deal with the reporters outside. Getting to the room they haven't gotten the body cut down yet. They go inspect the body and I go to the nightstand finding an open Bible. Like I thought it's opened to Leviticus with verse 18:22 underlined in red ink. Getting a pair of gloves from the CSU team I pick it up by the corner showing the two of them.

       Hotch tells them to have it run for prints and sends me to see if I can find the pen. Looking through the drawers I don't find it and it's not on the bed. Getting down on one knee I move away from the bedspread finding it just under the edge along with a leather glove. Picking them both up I hold them up. They instantly get bagged, tagged, and expedited back to the lab. Our boss excuses himself saying he's going to go call Garcia. Falling beside Emily I look over the body.

       The remains are straining against the ropes. Looking at the rope I see that it's not the type you would use in rigging. It's a corse rope like the one you would buy at Lowe's or Home Depot. This man is definitely not someone in the scene. Hotch comes back in, and I wave him over. Once he's close enough, I point at the rope. "You see the material it's made of? That's not body-safe rope that is the type of rope used for pulling. It leaves ligature marks silk rope doesn't do that. You can get this type of rope at any old hardware store such as Walmart, Lowes, or Home Depot." He looks and holds up his phone before leaving again.

       Looking around the rest of the room I find the belongings of the victim but not much else. We watch as they cut down the body it bounces off the mattress as it lands. Cutting the ropes, they move her into the body bag collecting any remaining evidence. Stepping out of the room we see other guests watching from their doorways. Emily and I look at each other splitting off to go interview everyone on the floor. It's late by the time we finish having done twenty-three interviews collectively. The police have cleared the scene by this point, and we go up to the suite.

       The rest of the team is already there adding the new findings to the profile. "Well, we talked to everyone staying on that floor and no one heard or saw anything mostly wrapped up in their own activities." There's a collective sigh from the room.

       "I'm having Garcia pull all surveillance from inside and outside of the hotel from last night to this morning and look into surrounding stores to see if they have any records of anyone who bought that type of rope within the week. Let's call it a night for now with the upped police presence I don't see him trying to strike again." Grabbing the bags that Jennifer had brought up the three of us leave going back to our own room.

       Once inside I go straight to my bag ready for a shower. Pulling out a pair of spandex, a black tank top, and a hoodie I head for the bathroom. Laying the stuff on the counter I realize I forgot my other shower things. Going back into the room I just grab my whole bag. Shutting the door behind me I drop the bag next to my clothes pulling out my hairbrush. Combing out the knots I return it stripping off my clothes. Turning on the water I wait for it to get warm and then get it. Letting the water run over me my muscles relax. I wash my body and hair turning off the water wrapping a towel around myself.

       Pulling on my clothes I put on an oversized hoodie and go back out to the room. Joining the other two women around the island I'm handed a glass of wine. I drink while they continue the conversation they were having. After a while, Jen announces she's going to shower. I'm playing on my phone when a pair of arms circles around my waist from behind. "Where are your pants baby?" Standing up I pull my hoodie up showing her the pair of shorts. "Those are not pants." I shrug turning in her arms to face her.

       Hearing the water turn on I kiss her this time dominating it. While she's distracted, I turn her around pinning her against the counter. My hands travel under the fabric of her shirt squeezing her breasts over the fabric. She moans breaking the kiss. "I want to thank you for early. Let me please you, Mistress." Slipping under her bra I toy with her hardening nipples causing her to arch into me.

       She nods and I fall to my knees dragging my nails down her stomach. Unbuttoning her pants, I slide them part of the way down her thighs skipping the teasing knowing the blonde can walk out at any time. Licking her over her panties her hips buck and her hand flies to my head. Pushing the fabric to the side I lick her from opening to clit. Her hold on me tightens pulling me closer. Circling her clit with my tongue I look up at her. Her head is thrown back the veins in her neck bulging. Switching my tongue for fingers I move down entering her. I can feel her walls tightening around me. Reaching up I pull and twist her chest ripping a moan from her. Pulling away I remind her she needs to be quiet. She nods biting down on the skin between her thumb and forefinger.

       Entering her with two fingers I suck her clit into my mouth flicking the bud. I can tell she's close and I add a third finger pushing her over the edge within a few pumps. Letting her ride out her orgasm I stand from the floor. Waiting for her to open her eyes I mirror her actions from earlier sticking them into my mouth sucking her release from them. She pulls me into a kiss tasting herself. I hear the water turn off and pull her pants back up over her hips. Fixing my hair, I go sit on the bed as Emily composes herself by the island. "Did you even leave me any hot water JJ?" She jokes around telling her no and to take a cold shower.

       From behind her, I mouth to Emily that yeah, she'll need it. As she walks by the other woman, she mouths for me to shut it. Stretching out on the bed I pull off my hoodie. Climbing under the cover I stay to one side and plug in my phone. JJ says she's ordering room service asking me if I want anything. I tell her no that I'm good but to make sure to get something for Em. She orders the food crawling into her own bed. Turning on the TV she pulls up Netflix. She turns on the first season of American Horror Story and the two of us watch it in silence. Towards the end of the episode, Emily emerges in a pair of sweatpants and an FBI training shirt.

       JJ pauses the show sitting up. "I ordered food for us." She thanks her sitting her bag on her side of the bed. "So, I've been curious all day what'd you guys get." Going over to the bags she picks them up sitting them on JJ's bed. I stand up joining them.

       "This is the dress Ray picked out." She folds it up for JJ to see.

       Putting it back in the bag carefully she next pulls out her top. "Holy shit Em that's gorgeous!" She runs her hands over the jewels on the fabric.

       Finally, she pulls out the box that I don't even know what's in. "So, I picked these out for Ray, but she hasn't seen them yet." Sitting the box down she pulls away the top.

       Both of us gasp at the shoes. Emily pulls out the shoes by the ribbons that tie up the legs. The base of the shoes is black and there's a silver snake that runs from the back of the shoe down the heel. "Holy shit these are... wow!" JJ shares my sentiment.

       She returns them to the box stacking everything by the wall with her bag. As she's doing so a knock on the door sounds. JJ gets up to get it moving back to the bed. Getting comfortable I roll onto my stomach laying on my arms facing the wall. "Where's Rays?" JJ tells her what I told her.

       I feel the bed dip behind me, and I turn my head. "You alright the only thing you've eaten was lunch earlier?" I nod my head as I roll over and sit up.

       "Yeah, I'm fine but if I eat again, I'm going to be nauseous." As she gets up, she runs her hand down my leg before returning to the blonde's bed. 

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