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After teasing each other with kisses, biting each other’s bottom lip and flirting, Emily decided to get into action. She had came three times and JJ hadn’t yet. This just couldn’t do.
She wanted to try something different, wanted to indulge herself. She didn’t overthink and dissect things, she just let it happen.
She kissed JJ one last time before kneeling, making sure to never loose eye contact with her.
There was a lot Emily wanted to do, but she decided that in order truly indulge in her fantasies, she needed to switch it up. She just hoped JJ would be right there alongside her.
Emily took JJ’s hands and put them in her hair before placing a tentative kiss on JJ’s abs.
She hadn’t been lying the other day, JJ’s muscles had always been her biggest weakness.
She brought her hands to JJ’s stomach from bottom to the top, stopping just shy of the underside of her boobs to tease her. The hunger she saw reflected in blue eyes gave her the confidence boost she needed and she pulled her tongue out before retracing the her hands’ path with it.
Emily moaned at the gush of wetness she felt in between her own legs. She didn’t know how licking JJ’s abs could make her feel so good but it worked wonder.
She looked up to make sure JJ wasn’t weirded out by her actions but moaned when she saw the enthralled look in JJ’s eyes and the biting of her bottom lip to keep herself from moaning too loudly.
Content with the reaction she was getting from her partner, Emily traced the same path in reverse, leaving wet kisses in her wake.
After she was satisfied with that first route, she took her time licking, kissing and teasingly biting every inch of the blonde’s abs.
When she got to JJ’s scar, Emily started kissing it and JJ immediately put a stop to her ministrations.
“You don’t- you don’t have to Em. Just ignore it.”
Emily frowned at that. “I know I don’t have to Jayje, but I want to.” She saw the pleading look in JJ’s eyes and she decided to try making JJ understand that her scar wasn’t unappealing to her.
“Do you know why your abs and you back and your biceps are my favorite part of your body?”
JJ shook her head. “Probably because I’m jacked.” She let out a forced chuckle.
Emily loved JJ’s humor, but now was not the time for it. She understood JJ did it to deflect but Emily didn’t want to let it go anymore.
“Yeah, it is. Above the fact that it really turns me on that you can carry me and kick ass, your being so strong makes me feel safe.” She explained. “And also because you’re hot as hell.” She joked before sobering up again.
“I know the scar reminds you of a moment where you were weak, powerless. But that’s not what I see when I look at it. To me, it’s just another proof of how strong you are, on the same level as the rest of your very hot muscles.”
“Really?” JJ asked, hating the insecurity in her voice. “You’re not just lying to me because you think that’s what I want to hear right?”
“I would never do that Jayje, you know that.” Emily softly reassured. “I love that scar.” Bringing her lips back to the small patch of brunt skin. “And I love that one.” She caressed the small scar from when JJ had gotten shot and left for dead in a parking lot. “And I love these.” Emily emphasized, kissing JJ’s faint stretch marks.
“You know, all those years ago, you made me accept my scars and you made me not hate them or myself. And I’d like to think I could help you accept yours.” Emily admitted. “And if you’re not ready to embrace them, I’ll love them enough for the both of us.” She promised.
JJ wiped the tears off her face and prompted Emily to get up so she could kiss the ever-loving crap out of her. She loved her so much, there was no way she’d ever be able to put it into words.
They kissed and kissed and got so lost in each other that they almost didn’t hear Emily’s phone ring.
Almost.
Emily’s first instinct was to ignore it: JJ was in her shower, naked, wet and kissing her silly. But then it suddenly struck her like lighting why exactly her phone was ringing.
“Crap, my meeting.” Both women gasped and got out of the shower like lava was suddenly pouring out of the shower head. Emily picked up her phone with one hand and started putting on underwear with the other.
“Prentiss where are you? We were supposed to go over the our game plan for the meeting. We agreed on meeting half an hour before and I’m here. We’re all busy people with other things to do but we agreed beforehand that it was best to-”
Emily would be lying if she said she was still listening to the man’s ranting on the other side of the phone. She was struggling to put her bra on and sighed in relief when she felt another pair of hands help her and fastened it for her.
“Thanks.” She mouthed to JJ before putting on her pants and taking the phone off her ear to put on her shirt.
Totally innocently and with absolutely no ulterior motive, JJ helped Emily with the buttons of her shirt. The older woman smiled thinking JJ was genuinely trying to help.
In retrospect, Emily should’ve known better. JJ started placed light kisses on each part of her body before covering it up with the shirt and she did so for every single button. When she reached the top of the button, around Emily’s cleavage she smirked.
Seeing the grin of mischief JJ sent her, Emily tried to send a warning with her eyes silently pleading JJ not to do what she was about to do.
Of course, JJ wouldn’t be JJ if she hadn’t turned it into a challenge. She waited for Emily to be distracted while she tried to appease the nerves of whoever was on the other end of the phone-call before diving in, so to speak.
JJ planted her teeth right into Emily breast, just above the material of the bra and teased Emily with her tongue. She heard Emily’s gasp but that wasn’t enough for JJ.
So she left a sloppy kiss on the spot, making Emily think she was retreating before placing her lips back on that same spot and sucking as hard as she could on the already red patch of skin.
The unexpected nature of the act made Emily moan. For a split second, Emily forgot she was on the phone and all her mind could register was how good JJ made her feel.
It wasn’t until a muffled voice coming out of her speaker made her realize that she had just moaned right into the ear of a colleague, one that she wasn’t so close with that they could laugh about it and forget it ever happened.
“Is everything okay?” The voice sounded confused.
“Yes I um-” She cleared her throat. “I just stubbed my toe sorry.”
“So if you stubbed your toe that mean you’re still shoeless which in itself implies that you’re still at home?” Emily cussed at her mistake. On one side he had bought her pathetic excuse, but on the other he was going to be on her case for this.
But it wasn’t Emily’s fault her brain was fuzzy and she couldn’t think straight with JJ so close to her.
The younger agent wasn’t touching her anymore, almost looking apologetic.
Almost.
JJ was sorry that she could’ve put Emily in a compromising position, she didn’t even know who was on the phone. But she couldn’t lie and saw she was sorry she could reduce Emily to putty so simply and quickly.
“I miscalculated the time it was going to take to go home but don’t worry I’ll be on time. How about we just review the meeting after it happened instead?” Emily comprised, trying to get the man to get off the phone and let her prepare before she ended up being late to the actual meeting.
After a bit of reluctance he agreed and Emily was quick to hand up, standing up to get in front of her mirror so she could take stock of what needed to be done.
Emily as quiet as she tried to decided whether she was going to have to ditch doing her hair and makeup, her watch indicating how little time she had left.
“I can do your hair while you do your makeup if you want?” JJ shyly volunteered. Emily hadn’t said a word since she got off the phone and JJ wondered if she had crossed the line and if Emily was mad at her.
Emily frowned at the tone JJ used before softening. “Great idea, you’re a life saver.” She gathered everything they would need and put it all in one place so they could both work at the same time.
It was eerily quiet for a while before Emily broke the silence. “Just so you know, I’m not mad at you.”
JJ looked up, surprised. “You’re not?” She asked as she sectioned Emily’s hair to make the blow drying easier.
“Well, it was really unprofessional and you could’ve gotten me in hot waters if it had been anyone higher up on the phone.” Emily explained to make sure they both grasped the danger of playing with fire.
“But I can’t lie and say it wasn’t super hot.” She shrugged her shoulders and let out an honest chuckle. “But please keep the biting for when we’re alone.”
“I will I’m sorry, I won’t do it again.” JJ placed a soft kiss on Emily’s cheek to emphasize her apology before smirking. “So, the biting part is still on the table though?”
Emily smiled and their eyes made contact through the mirror. “Do you really need me to answer? Because I thought it went without saying.” She winked at JJ.
Heat was pooling in JJ’s stomach, the fact she hadn’t yet had her release was not lost on her.
They continued to go on with their tasks all the while making small talk. This wasn’t the first time JJ did Emily’s hair so Emily was able to concentrate solely on her makeup without feeling the need to double check what JJ was doing.
While it certainly wasn’t a first for JJ to brush and style Emily’s previously dark tresses, it was the first time she did it on grey hair and she was enthralled by it.
“You know, while we’re on the topic.” They were, indeed, not on this topic at all. But, it was on JJ’s mind so she pretended like they were. “I know I already told you a thousand times but I feel like it’s still not enough so humor me.”
Emily smiled in advance. She knew what JJ was about to say, but she’d be damned if she interrupted JJ while she was about to compliment her.
“The grey hair looks so good babe, it’s like indescribable how well you pull it off.”
Emily beamed at the compliment. Multiple people had told her she looked good with it, but JJ’s compliments had the power of making her feel good about going natural.
“Yeah?” Emily asked, knowing full well the answer was going to be yes. So what if she was fishing for compliments, a girl could always dream. And if those dreams became reality, then she was well within her rights to bask in their warmth.
“Oh yes baby. It looks incredible, phenomenal even. No wait. I have a better one-”
Emily just smiled silly and let herself blush as JJ continued to come up with different synonyms to tell her how good she looked.
One thing Emily was pretty sure of: it didn’t get any better than that.