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JJ saw Emily throw her head back in laughter and it made her skin crawl. They were at their usual bar, hanging out with the team, and Emily had gone to the counter to get some drinks.
While she was waiting, she had been approached by some woman, who was clearly looking for someone to enjoy the night with. But Emily seemed obviously to this.
She had observed it all from afar, pretending she was listening to Spencer's ramblings, when in reality she was enumerating all the ways she knew to get rid of someone without leaving a trace.
Spencer laughed about some joke he made, making JJ turn her focus back on him. When she looked back at Emily, she saw that the woman had put her hand over Emily's arm, leaning dangerously close to her. And JJ saw red.
Emily and her had been dating for a while, after they finally decided to stop dancing around each other like they had been for the past decade. And even though they kept it quiet, everyone on the team knew, it wasn't a secret. They loved each other.
The same way it wasn't a secret that JJ didn't like sharing, the team would tease her for it, make fun of her. That couldn't be further from her mind as she made her way through the bar, to where Emily was sitting on a stool.
"Hi, babe!" JJ said cheerfully as she approached them, the other woman stopped talking abruptly, confused about the sudden intrusion.
"JJ? What—" Emily tried to say.
She got interrupted when JJ found her way between her legs, situating herself between her girlfriend and the woman. She cupped Emily's jaw and brought her in for a kiss. She tried to move their heads to give the woman a better view of their mouths.
She knew it was wrong, but JJ wanted her to know, to see, that Emily was hers and only hers.
Emily couldn't do anything as JJ deepened the kiss. A small sound came from the back of her mouth. The woman cleared her throat and they finally separated. JJ wore an innocent smile as she regarded the woman standing there awkwardly, "Oh, I didn't see you there."
"I was just leaving..."
"I bet you were."
"JJ!" Emily chastised her, but JJ paid her no mind.
The woman looked at Emily and handed her a card with her number. "Just in case you ever need it." she told her before she left.
"The fuck is wrong with her?" JJ asked furiously, making Emily sigh. JJ then took the card from her girlfriend's hand and tore it to shreds, "You're not gonna need that."
"Was that really necessary?" Emily questioned unimpressed.
JJ looked at her like she was being the unreasonable one, "Yes."
Emily looked at her for a long second, pondering on what to do. The unyielding stare made JJ twitch, feeling suddenly nervous as Emily stood in front of her.
"Well, you know what I think? I think that it was really rude, and you need to learn some manners."
Emily cornered JJ against the bar. Trapping her between her arms and the counter.
"W— what?" JJ stuttered.
"You heard me. You think you can behave for the rest of the night?" Emily tilted her head, staring directly into JJ's eyes, "Or do we need to go home right now?"
JJ's stomach fluttered with the low tone of Emily's voice. Something in her gut told her that going home wasn't a very good choice right now. The implications behind Emily's words made her mind spin, and heat coil in the lower part of her stomach.
"I can behave."
Emily hummed distrustingly as she leaned forward to kiss JJ, "I guess we'll have to wait and see."
She left JJ there, hanging, as she went back to their friends. Pretending nothing had happened. JJ's mouth felt dry and her heart rate had skyrocketed.
JJ tried to act normal during the rest of the night, laughing at Rossi's jokes, and poking fun of Spencer's social inabilities. But she could feel Emily's gaze burning her skin.
A lingering touch here, a stare held for a beat too long, a squeeze of her thighs when no one was looking.
Emily played her like a fiddle. Making her needier with each passing second. JJ needed to get out of there.
She even thought about going to the bathroom, seeking for some relief. But Emily caught her the moment the thought crossed her mind.
She grabbed JJ's arm, to get her attention, and whispered threateningly, "Don't even think about it."
JJ nodded in response, and was resigned to wait until Emily decided it was time to go home.
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As they made their way into the apartment, JJ found herself being pushed inside the by Emily's strong arms, while their mouths were busy kissing. They took off their coats and bags with hurry to not spend a minute apart.
Emily guided JJ around the room, until she reached the dining room table. She made JJ sit on it, with Emily in between her legs, and she moved her mouth down to leave a trail of kisses from JJ's jaw to her collarbone.
It was desperate, in a way that JJ hadn't seen before. Emily bit her, left marks, then soothed them with her tongue. Her hands pressed firmly on JJ's hips
"Emily..." JJ tipped her head back, giving Emily more room.
Emily backed off to look at the marks she had left on JJ, her eyes were already blown and she was breathing heavily. JJ felt cold when Emily left her by the table.
"Take your clothes off and grab the strap-on under my bed." she instructed, voice calm as her breath evened out.
She moved away before JJ could even comprehend what she was asking for. Her face flushed as she got up and went upstairs. She found the toy inside of a box easily, already familiar with where Emily kept her stuff. She shed her clothes off and left them on the dresser.
When she came back down, she saw that Emily had sat on the couch. It was positioned with its back to the stairs and JJ couldn't see what she was doing. Not until she moved around it and Emily came into her field vision.
She had taken all her clothes off, as JJ had done, and had her head thrown back on the sofa as she drove two fingers inside of her.
JJ couldn't resist her, not when Emily groaned her name as their eyes met. She tried to reach her, to touch her, but Emily shut her off with a single look.
"Get on your knees." she ordered JJ, pointing with her head to the ground in front of her. JJ did just so, eyes bright and wide, and obedient.
They had never done anything like this before, they had always been equals in bed. This felt anything but that, and it made JJ's skin buzz with excitement. Emily could probably read that from her, her gaze was predatory.
She circled her clit, giving JJ a full view. JJ's hands were itching from restraining herself, and she licked her lips subconsciously.
"You wanna touch me, baby?" Emily asked, voice sweet as honey, "Make me feel good?"
JJ didn't trust her voice and she simply nodded.
"W— well, it's not gonna be that easy." her voice stuttered as she closed in on her climax.
Emily took her fingers out before she could come, and she wiped them on the couch, "Tonight will be on my terms. You're gonna do exactly as I say. If I tell you to do something, you do that exactly. And if I tell you to stay still, you stay still and not move an inch."
Emily sat closer to the edge, looking down at JJ, "Do you understand that?"
"Yes."
"Now," Emily tilted her head in that way that JJ was becoming increasingly familiar with, just shy of condescending, "Is that any way to address a superior officer?"
JJ cleared her throat and straightened her back for Emily, "Yes, ma'am."
"Better. Safe word is Blackbird."
She waited for JJ to nod before she grabbed the strap-on JJ had discarded at some point when she saw Emily. She stood up to put it on while JJ stayed on her place, quiet and complacent, waiting for Emily.
Emily bent down and grabbed a fistful of JJ's hair, pulling it back so JJ was looking up at her. She yelped at the sudden sharp pain on her scalp.
"Open your mouth and stick your tongue out."
JJ did that, and Emily immediately gathered saliva on her mouth to spit it out on JJ's tongue. JJ's stomach curled in pleasure as she held back a moan at the act, so filthy but so exciting.
"Don't swallow."
Emily looked very pleased with herself when JJ looked up at her expectantly, without swallowing her spit. She sat down on the couch again, spreading her legs out, and beckoned JJ to come closer. She grabbed JJ's head and guided her mouth to the strap.
JJ felt the weight of it drop on her mouth. Emily's spit mixing with her own, on the toy and on JJ's tongue. Emily kept pushing inside, making JJ have to fight off her gag reflexes.
Emily's breath stuttered when she hit the back of JJ's throat, and she tried to control herself to not thrust into her mouth. With JJ's glossy eyes looking at her it seemed like an impossible task, but she stilled herself despite it.
Once she had calmed slightly, she relaxed on the couch, releasing her hold on JJ, "You look so good with my strap in your mouth, JJ."
JJ could do nothing but stare at her, jaw slack, as Emily reached for her jacket, which was next to her on the couch. She grabbed a pack of cigarettes and took one out to light it.
JJ could hardly believe what was happening, she tried making noises of confused protest but nothing came out.
"Nah uh." Emily said, "You will stay still and keep me warm and wet while I smoke a cigarette, otherwise you're not coming tonight. And if I have to, I'll tie you up and make you watch me fuck myself all night."
Another rush of wetness flooded through her at Emily's threat, she didn't know she could have this effect on her, but she wasn't about to complain. JJ nodded as much as she could in her position. She relaxed her jaw and Emily finally had the first puff.
JJ watched, transfixed, as Emily's lips sucked on the cigarette, as her cheeks hollowed. Then, as she threw her head back to exhale, careful not hit JJ's face with the smoke, and exposing her pale throat in the process. God, she wanted to get her mouth in there.
"Look at you, behaving like a good girl for me." Emily said, making JJ's breath hitch.
The situation was beginning to make JJ dizzy with need. Emily smoking and relaxing while she used JJ's mouth to keep her warm. It made her rub her thighs together, searching for more friction.
"I should keep you like this all the time." Emily started, "Using your mouth, to keep me ready for when I want to fuck you."
If JJ could whine, she would. Instead, she let out a small, pitiful sound from mouth, it would embarrass her if she wasn't so turned on.
"I know you're enjoying this, I can see you rubbing your thighs." she took another puff, "I knew you would." she blew the smoke.
"I've been noticing that you like... being used."
JJ's stomach dipped as Emily continued talking, "You enjoy when I use your body for my pleasure."
JJ rubbed her thighs harder while still maintaining eye contact with Emily.
"You like it when I ride your face, or when I keep pushing for another orgasm, even when you're so wrung out you're shaking like a leaf. Or maybe when I keep fucking you after you already came, because I won't stop until I come. Isn't that right?"
JJ's eyes became impossibly wider, and the moan was muffled by the toy. Emily took the strap out of JJ's mouth so she could answer, "Yes..."
"Yes, what?"
"Yes, ma'am. I like it when... When you— use me." JJ stuttered.
"Of course you do." Then she grabbed JJ's hair again, and pulled her closer, "Because you're a little fucking whore."
JJ moaned at her words, wincing at the pull, and Emily merely chuckled as she shoved her before dragging another puff, "I bet you're soaking right now, aren't you? Show me."
Her stomach clenched with humiliation, but she reached down and slid two fingers through her own arousal. She brought them up, glistening under the light for Emily to see.
Emily looked proud as she grabbed JJ's hand and brought her fingers to her mouth. She hummed appreciatively as she sucked on them, with the other hand still holding the cigarette, "Delicious..."
JJ couldn't take her eyes off her and her mouth. And how goddamn powerful she looked. Only after they were completely cleaned, she let her hand go.
"Up." Emily ordered, gesturing with her hand as she leaned back on the couch again.
JJ got on her feet and straddled Emily's hips. At her request, she lined herself on the strap and slid it in. Emily watched with hooded eyes as JJ gasped when she bottomed out.
Emily took another drag while JJ waited. She exposed her long neck again when she blew the smoke, and JJ couldn't resist attaching her lips to her throat, leaving kisses as Emily's breath quivered.
Emily grabbed her by the hair again, only to make their eyes meet, "Ride me. Nice and slow, baby. I pick the pace."
JJ started a slow, torturous pace, bracing herself on Emily's shoulders. She felt so full of her, reaching into every corner. She sighed every time the toy slid out. The rhythm made heat collect in her stomach, but it wasn't nearly enough to send her over the edge.
Meanwhile, Emily kept smoking and looking at her, with an almost amused expression on her face. Watching as sweat gathered on JJ's forehead, as her brows furrowed with the exertion. She twisted one of JJ's nipples and it made her grind down even harder.
Emily decided to put the cigarette out on a glass, sitting on the table nearby, and shifted them slightly so she could press their lips together. The kiss was tender, sweet even. But Emily then closed her teeth on JJ's bottom lip, dragging it, making JJ groan.
JJ tried to pick up the pace, to feel more. She felt like she was going insane, desperation to come pouring out of her. Emily just stilled her hips, dragging a whine out of JJ. She growled, "What'd I tell you?"
"Just fuck me already, Emily!" JJ had had just about enough, she needed to come so badly it made it hard to see Emily's face turn furious, "I can't take it anymore."
Emily growled as she grabbed JJ's hair, "Fucking whore." This time, she pulled strongly on her scalp to move her. JJ yelped as Emily maneuvered her body to lay on the couch on her stomach. Her head was held down by Emily's hand while she used the other to lift her hips.
She shoved the strap in with no warning, and she didn't wait a second before she started driving it into JJ with full force. She let out a series of screams and moans, each one increasing by volume. And it only spurred Emily on more.
JJ felt like her body was splitting in two, tears welled up in her eyes She only heard Emily groan before she dragged her back again, by her hair, and pressed JJ's back to her front.
The new angle made JJ cry out, and Emily moved her mouth close to her ear, "Rub your clit."
JJ reached her hand down, after a few minutes, the combination of Emily's incessant thrusts and her own circular motions brought her right by the edge.
"Now stop."
JJ heard the words, but Emily didn't stop moving her hips, and she couldn't comprehend what she was asking for, so she kept going.
"What?"
"I said stop, don't make me repeat myself again."
Against every instinct, JJ stilled her hand, and at the same time, Emily stopped as well. JJ whimpered as Emily took the strap out of her body with a loud, wet sound.
Emily grabbed her again, and made JJ lay on her back this time. She got on top of JJ and slid in again, picking up where she left off. JJ threw her head back as the pressure on her stomach appeared again.
"Emily..."
She wrapped her legs around Emily's hips, and when she looked up, she saw Emily. Her eyes focused, fixed on JJ and her reactions. Their mouths crashed together again, all teeth and tongue.
"Again." Emily murmured against her mouth.
JJ gasped into Emily's mouth as her fingers found her sensitive mound again. Emily swallowed the sound, never faltering with her thrusts. She kept going until she was close again. And like before...
"Stop."
This time, her hand stilled the moment the order came out of Emily's mouth. And Emily gave her a wolfish grin, "Good girl."
She made JJ repeat the motion a few more times, bringing her close only to rip it from her at the last moment. Her whole body was shaking, and she didn't know how much more she could take. She begged and begged.
"Please, Emily. Please... Please, I can't."
"Again."
It was also glaringly obvious how much this affected Emily, who was also stopping herself before she could come. Sweat gathered on her hair, her eyes were glazed and all black. She looked possessed, desperate to tear JJ apart.
"Now," she started saying, dragging her teeth across JJ's neck, "I'm gonna let you come, but only after I do. Do you understand that?"
"Yes, yes. Emily... Please, I'll do anything."
As Emily drove into her again, JJ circled her clit again. She felt it everywhere, from the bottom of her toes to the highest strand of hair. Emily kissed her again and she could hardly breathe anymore.
"Not yet." Emily said.
JJ was trying so hard to hold off, eyes shut and biting her lip. Her reaction made Emily press harder, rotating her hips until finally, finally, Emily came with a sharp gasp, her pace stuttering.
"You can come now, JJ."
It broke inside her, and JJ saw white as pleasure exploded behind her eyes, overwhelming her. She must've dozed off afterwards, because when she came to Emily was carrying her to the bedroom, and she clung to her arms like a koala.
Emily let her down on the couch, and JJ thought they were done for the night. But apparently, Emily had another idea, leaving kisses on her thighs. Making warmth gather again inside of JJ.
"I need to taste you."
She stroked JJ with her tongue, making her back arch off the bed. She screamed and rattled, but Emily held her hips down as she ate her out.
She felt the familiar pull of an orgasm coming in. But she was so sensitive, she didn't know if she could take it. The line between pain and pleasure was blurring.
"Em— Emily, I can't. I..." she heaved.
"You will." Emily stated, "You'll do anything I want. Because I own you."
"Fuck.. yes, yes!" JJ screamed, eyes shut, as Emily's tongue sent her over the edge.
Emily lingered as she helped JJ get through her climax, slowing down her tongue. Then she felt Emily's lips press kisses along her body, muttering praise like "You did so good." or "You're so perfect." as JJ came down.
She opened her eyes only to see that Emily was hovering on top of her, with a slightly concerned look on her face.
"Are you okay?" she asked.
JJ nodded and brought their lips together for a small kiss. Emily moved to kiss her cheek before she laid by JJ's side, wrapping her arms around her. JJ dropping her head to Emily's chest, listening to her fast heartbeat slow down.
"Really, JJ. Are you alright? Was that too much?"
"Emily, that was amazing." JJ chuckled at Emily's worried tone. She truly didn't have anything to worry about.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have brought that on you so suddenly—"
"Emily," JJ turned her head to face her girlfriend, "Listen, you know me better than anyone, and I trust you. Okay? Now trust me when I say that it was perfect."
Emily nodded as JJ gave her another small kiss before putting her head on her chest again.
"We can talk about it some more, another time, if you'd like?" Emily said as she started to softly trace patterns on her arm.
"Okay, because we are definitely gonna be doing something like that again."
"Oh, we are?" Emily laughed, "Which part, specifically?"