Hotchniss One-Shots

All I Ask.

N/A: This one-shot contains smut. If you don't like that sort of thing or you're under legal age, then skip this one. Also, anything in italics is a flashback.

  I will leave my heart at the door
I won't say a word
They've all been said before, you know
So why don't we just play pretend
Like we're not scared of what is coming next
Or scared of having nothing left  

The brunette was sitting at her table, glancing around at the others. She was currently at a party for the BAU. Combing her fingers through her slightly curly hair as she sipped her drink.

She has zoned out before she was quickly brought back to reality when a hand was held out in front of her. Looking up she saw that her boss had his hand held out to her. He said, "Wanna dance?"

She smiled and nodded at his as she stood up and took his hand. She let go of his hand briefly to straighten her dress before she grabbed it again. By the time they had made it to where they were dancing, the song had changed. 

It was slower than the last. Which neither of then has minded. She brought her arms to around his neck as placed his arms around her waist.

  Look, don't get me wrong
I know there is no tomorrow
All I ask is  

Neither of them saying a word as they held each other. Both listening to the words of the song as they slowly danced. 

Emily felt the tears form in her eyes as they danced. She refused to let them fall, not entirely sure why they had formed. The rest of the team had no clue what had happen between them the past couple of months.

  If this is my last night with you
Hold me like I'm more than just a friend
Give me a memory I can use
Take me by the hand while we do what lovers do
It matters how this ends
'Cause what if I never love again?  

Emily enjoyed testing him, seeing just what it would take to snap his control. From his demenor, she knew it wouldn't take much tonight. Keeping her eyes on him, Emily watched as he set his glass of scotch down on her coffee table, before he stalked over to her, the lust in his eyes growing as he approached her. Hotch stopped in front of Emily, grabbing her, pulling her body tightly into his. Leaning down, Hotch grabbed her by the arms and pushed her into the wall, crushing his lips against hers. Emily grabbed his jacket with one hand moaning, thrusting her other hand into his hair, as she kissed Hotch back passionately.

Hotch broke the kiss, and growled in her ear, "You're wearing too many clothes." Emily gave a sultry laugh, "Well then, you should do something about that then." Hotch let her go just long enough to lock the door.

He turned to look at Emily as she stood, eyes glinting, chest heaving, and a challenging look written on her face. He grabbed her face, holding her in place as he kissed her, Hotch brought his full weight onto hers, claiming her mouth, as he stripped her blouse from her. Emily bit and sucked and kissed in return, scratching her nails on his shoulders. Hotch kissed the breath from her, biting her lip just enough to make her groan, as he flicked the Emily's nipple through the lace of her bra. It came to attention and immediately spilled out of the cup, just like he had known it would, so he fingered the rest of the fabric aside and did the same with the other. Her breasts were perfect, soft heavy globes crowned with rosy pink nipples, and Hotch groaned at the sight of them right before he grabbed Emily's hands in his and pinned them to the wall, as he shifted back to taste her.

"Do you like them, Aaron?" Emily panted, taunting him as she squirmed upwards against him, thrusting her flesh further into Hotch's mouth. "Don't think I haven't seen you looking at them ." "Don't tease me, Emily," Hotch growled, when he came up for air. "You have no idea what you're playing with, here," as he bent to suck and bite at her again.