Emily Prentiss One Shots

Cabin Fever Part Two

This is also on the chopping block

Laughter filled the living room as you all sat around the fireplace cracking jokes, "No his face literally looked like I killed his dog and he spent the next 10 minutes trying to figure out how I beat him." You were talking about your win against Spencer earlier that day. 

Rossi stood up, "Well she was on the chess team in highschool." 

You shot him a death glare, "David Rossi I told you that as a secret!" 

Emily was too busy thinking about later to ever hear the conversation. JJ took notice and leaned in close to her, "If you wanna switch rooms you can. We all saw the kiss earlier." 

Emily's eye grew wide and she looked terrified. JJ placed a hand on her shoulder, "Em we're all happy for you guys. However, no ones gonna ask you about it until you're ready. I have a scarf in my bag." She shot Emily a wink. 

"Well kiddos, I'm off to sleep." Rossi announced before heading to the master bedroom. Soon everyone had followed leaving you and Emily alone on the couch just watching the fire crackle. 

Emily scooted closer to you and laid her head in your lap, letting out a small sigh of relief. You smiled and started running your fingers through her hair. She hummed and spoke up, "This has to got to be what heaven feels like." 

The two of you laid there for the longest time just chatting about random things before you ran your hand down to her ass and gripping it. A low groan left her throat, and you slid your hand between her legs and rubbed her thigh, slowly working your way up. 

Emily had had enough of your teasing and stood up, grabbing your wrists to pull you up. She pulled you into her and grabbed your hips, slamming her lips on yours.  Moving faster than you could process, your hands scrambling to grasp her elbows. 

The kiss grew deeper and hotter with each second. You pulled her hair away from her neck and began searching for her sweet spot, teeth grazing her skin and leaving marks behind. A low moan escaped Emily's lips as you found it, her hips pushing against yours. You pulled away from her and grabbed her hand, pulling her to your room.

Closing the door behind you, you shoved her down onto the bed and straddled her. 

You trailed your lips up her neck, softly bit her ear, and whispered, "You've gotta be quiet for me." 

Emily could feel her body temperature rising as your lips moved down her neck. Pulling at the hem of her shirt, she got the message and sat up, pulling it over her head. You did the same. 

Taking a second, you admired her. How the black fabric of her bra contrasted to her skin, god, how her boobs sat against her chest. You laid her back onto her back and softly pinched her nipples through the fabric as you kissed her mouth to keep her quiet. Soft moans would slip from her throat and into your lips.

Eventually, you stopped teasing her and slid off her pants, cupping her through her underwear. You ran your fingers against her, "Oh, you're this wet for me already?" 

She nodded, not trusting her voice. She had dreamed of this moment for years and was not about to blow it. 

Your fingers wrapped around the straps of her black lace underwear and pulled them off of her. You had planned on teasing her, but the way she was panting, the marks slowly forming on her neck and collarbones, it made you crave her more than you could handle. 

You pulled her legs up to wrap around your neck, and her fingers immediately fell into your hair. You took her clit in your mouth, and she immediately responded by gripping your head and arching her back. 

You worked at her clit, tongue working in tight circles before slipping your index and middle fingers into her. Starting slow but quickly picking up speed, dying to pull her to the edge. 

Emily let a long moan out, you completely pulled away from her and leaned up to meet her eyes. "Emily if we get caught-" 

She shut you up by kissing you. "Shut up and finish me off." She pushed your head back down forcefully. You smirked at this side of her. 

This time you started pumping your tongue in and out of her. Curling your tongue upwards, you found her g-spot. Emily's vision went black for a second, and her thighs squeezed your head. You started to move faster and deeper, nose bumping her clit. 

Her walls started to tighten around your tongue. "Y/n, oh, fuck. I'm I-I'm gonna-" She bit her lip hard to keep herself from screaming.

Your hand tightened on her hips as a reminder that you were there to catch her and she fell. Your tongue worked to take every drop she gave, a soft moan vibrating against her at the sight you just watched. 

After kissing her thighs gently, you crawled to straddle her stomach, "Emily, you made a mess." 

She flushed before sitting up and kissing you. Tasting herself on your lips. "You're wearing too much, take your pants off and lay down now."

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She fell beside you, panting. You were still floaty and just laid there. She turned on her side and laid her arm across your stomach. "Are you okay?" 

You turned your head to look at her, "Emily we just finished round 9, after 4 years of build up. I'm perfect." 

She pressed a sweet kiss to your lips. Emily pulled the covers over both of you and pulled your head against her chest, arms wrapping around your waist, "You are, in fact, perfect." 

The sound of the bedroom door shutting woke you up. Emily still passed out in your arms, looking beautiful as ever. 

The events of last night crossed your mind, and you blushed. Heat crawling up your chest and neck. Your curiosity grew as to who was just in your room when you realized you were still naked. 

As carefully as you could, you moved off of Emily, stood up,  and immediately regretted it. Your loud groan of pain woke up Emily. 

She sat up, completely forgetting she was naked. "What's wrong?" 

You finished pulling up your underwear, "Thanks to you, I'm sore." 

Realization hit Emily like a bus, a smirk growing on her face, "Hm I think I wanna keep you that way."

"Stop being a perv and get up. I'm gonna hop in the shower, we smell like sex." You finished getting dressed and headed for the shower. Emily soon followed and climbed into the shower with you.

At dinner that night Garcia cleared her throat, bringing everyones attention to her. "So I have a present for Y/n, it took me all day, but I think you'll love it." She handed you a piece of nice paper, you carefully took it from her and gasped. 

It was a damn good drawing of Emily and you laying in bed this morning. You pulled out of sight from everyone else. "Penelope Garcia. I love it but I am going to kill you." 

She shrugged her shoulders, "It's not like we didn't see the hickeys covering both of you, or you guys both leave the bathroom this morning at the same time." 

Emily looked panicked, and you could've passed out if Hotch didn't speak up, "It's about time you two realized you were in love with each other."