Emily looked up from her paperwork as an attractive young woman walked into the bullpen. Taking a minute to analyze the visitor, Emily noted that she had long, gorgeous auburn hair, was very tall – at least 5'10" – and…she looked so familiar. As if on cue, the woman walked towards Emily, a question dancing in her eyes.
"Emily? Emily Prentiss?"
Emily stood and let a grin slowly stretch across her lips. "I don't believe it. Sarah Marie Presson." She laughed. "God, it's been years!"
Sarah smiled and embraced her old friend. "I've been around here a couple times and I thought it was you each time, but I never got the chance to ask! How have you been?"
"I've been pretty great. Nothing super exciting, but I don't mind. What about you?" the profiler answered.
"Pretty amazing," Sarah said, looking around the BAU headquarters.
"So, what brings you here? Something I can help with, hopefully," Emily asked politely.
"Actually I was just looking for my boyfriend," Sarah answered, a mischievous twinkle in her eyes.
"Boyfriend, huh?" Emily teased. "Whatever happened to those days back at Yale? You know what I'm talking about?"
Sarah chuckled. "That little 'thing' we had? Well, put it this way: I would be a liar if I said I didn't miss that."
Emily bit back her smile. "So, who is this boyfriend of yours?"
"Aaron Hotchner," Sarah answered nonchalantly. She cleared her throat. "He's good in bed and all, but – and don't tell him I said this – you were so much better."
Images of their wild nights flashed through her memory. "Well, I'm flattered," Emily said, trying to stave the jealousy that was beginning to rear its ugly head. "Here, I'll show you where his office is."
She was just about to lead the way when Hotch turned the corner, returning from a lunch break. "Sarah!" he exclaimed, surprised at her appearance.
She smiled sweetly. "Hey, Aaron."
Hotch looked at Emily. "Prentiss, this is Sarah Presson. Sarah, this is Emily Prentiss."
Sarah nodded. "We've met before."
"Really?" Hotch asked, intrigued.
"Yeah. She was my college roommate back at Yale," Emily said.
"Well, it's a small world, isn't it?" Hotch asked rhetorically. Turning back to his girlfriend, he said, "So, what's up?"
Sarah shrugged. "Nothing really. I was just wondering if you had the key to my apartment."
"I do. Do you need it?"
"No, no. Keep it. I'm planning on cooking dinner for you tonight," she said, winking.
"I can't wait," Hotch said truthfully.
Sarah looked at Emily. "Em, you're welcome to come, too. I'd love to catch up with you," she said, casting a knowing look towards the brunette.
Emily chuckled. "Well, in that case, I could never say no."
Emily let out a loud moan as Sarah took a puckered nipple into her hot mouth and bit down roughly. "Oh…Sarah…more…" she begged.
Sarah laughed seductively. "You're just how I remember, Emily." She brought her lips to Emily's and whispered against them, "I'm so glad I told you to come over early."
"Stop talking," Emily ordered.
"Yes, ma'am," Sarah said. She reached towards the bedside drawers and pulled out a double-ended dildo and bottle of chocolate lube.
Emily groaned at the sight of the fake cock. "Hurry, Sarah. Oh, please…"
Obeying her lover's wishes, Sarah quickly slid one end of the dildo into her dripping pussy. Next, she poured lube over Emily's clit, spreading it with the tip of her tongue and smiling as Emily immediately spread her legs wider. Without another word, Sarah pushed the other end of the fake cock deep into Emily's cunt.
Impatient, Emily began to move, setting a fast-paced rhythm that was causing Sarah to whimper and moan as they fucked into each other harder and harder.
"Do you like that?" Emily murmured, pinching Sarah's clit with each deep thrust.
Emily flipped them over so that she was on top. "Oh yeah, that's better."
Sarah craned her neck forward and took one of Emily's full, swinging breasts into her mouth. "You always liked being in control."
Flames licked at Emily's veins as she came closer to climax. "Yeah," she chanted under her breath as Sarah's hands tangled in her hair and pulled her head back, exposing the creamy skin of her neck.
"Mmm, almost there," she warned, sucking Emily's pulse point and eliciting another moan.
"Same…" Emily replied, her panting growing more erratic. "I…I…ohhh!" she cried out, the blissful sensations throwing her over the edge.
Sarah followed soon after, removing the dildo from them both, and pressing a kiss to Emily's soaking wet pussy. "Just as amazing as I remember."
Emily let out a husky chuckle. "Mm-hmm," she agreed. "Definitely." Sitting up, she asked, "So…what next?"
"You ready again? Already?"
"I'm insatiable, remember?" Emily teased.
"God, how could I forget?" Sarah shot her a smile. "What do you want to do?"
"Oh, I can think of a few things."
But at that moment, they heard a "Sarah, where are you?" and without fanfare, the door to the bedroom opened.