Savior
Title: Savior
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Prompt: Cages for hc_bingo
Medium: fic
Wordcount: 534
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Non-descriptive torture and alluding to non-con
Summary: JJ thanks Garcia. Garcia/JJ
JJ doesn’t know how she ends up in the cage; the unsub must have been lying in wait at their hotel, knocked her out, and brought her here. In fact, she’s still groggy and listless. She’s in a cage built for large dogs; there’s another woman in another cage feet away. She looks like she’s been whipped, prodded, and mutilated. JJ vomits and it lands in the tray below the cage.
She hopes the team will be here soon. She passes out again.
When she wakes up, it’s to Spencer gently waking her.
“O thank god,” she whispers as she throws her hands around his neck, “Thank you for saving me.”
“It wasn’t me; it was Garcia.”
JJ is taken to the hospital and after a few days at the hospital she is cleared; she just wants to be home and curled into her own bed. They board the plane and tucked into Spencer’s side she falls asleep.
Before she can leave the BAU, she has to find Garcia. She goes to her lair and finds her working diligently at her computers.
“Thank you,” she says, heartily as tears form in her eyes.
“O sugar,” Garcia says, “You’re welcome.”
Garcia reaches out to hug her and JJ falls into her arms. She doesn’t pull back for a long time and when she does it’s only to kiss Garcia’s fluorescent-painted lips. Garcia pulls back surprised.
“JJ, we can’t.”
“Please, let me forget,” JJ begs as she pushes Garcia into her chair and drops to her knees. She looks up expectantly, “Please?”
“If you need it, love,” Garcia says running a hand through JJ’s hair.
JJ pushes up Garcia’s skirt to see the ruffled boy briefs. JJ hooks her fingers in them and pulls them down her creamy thighs and over her multi-colored stilettos.
“The door,” Garcia startles.
“Locked it on my way in,” JJ replies as she leans down to nip at the inside of Garcia’s thigh.
She nips a little more before kissing right below the inside top of her thigh. JJ sucks on the skin and Garcia grips the arms of the chair, holding in an impassioned moan. JJ finally moves to the juncture and plunges her tongue into Garcia. This time Garcia can’t help mewling as JJ tongue fucks her and her fingers play over Garcia’s clit. Garcia bucks her hips, hoping to draw JJ deeper into her core. When the arousal furls in her navel, she presses JJ closer. Her orgasm rockets through her and she slides down the chair, next to JJ on the carpet.
Garcia kisses JJ softly and licks her juices off JJ’s mouth. She presses gentle kisses to JJ’s face and neck as she reaches into JJ’s trousers. Garcia finds JJ already sopping wet and plunges two fingers into the heat. She doesn’t draw it out; she thrusts her fingers in quickly before adding a third. JJ throws her head back and clenches tightly around Garcia’s fingers. As JJ’s orgasm dwindles, she presses her face into Garcia’s neck.
Garcia can feel the tears in fall onto her skin. She pulls JJ into her, runs a hand through her hair, and whispers reassuring words.
“Thank you,” JJ weeps.
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Prompt: Cages for hc_bingo
Medium: fic
Wordcount: 534
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Non-descriptive torture and alluding to non-con
Summary: JJ thanks Garcia. Garcia/JJ
JJ doesn’t know how she ends up in the cage; the unsub must have been lying in wait at their hotel, knocked her out, and brought her here. In fact, she’s still groggy and listless. She’s in a cage built for large dogs; there’s another woman in another cage feet away. She looks like she’s been whipped, prodded, and mutilated. JJ vomits and it lands in the tray below the cage.
She hopes the team will be here soon. She passes out again.
When she wakes up, it’s to Spencer gently waking her.
“O thank god,” she whispers as she throws her hands around his neck, “Thank you for saving me.”
“It wasn’t me; it was Garcia.”
JJ is taken to the hospital and after a few days at the hospital she is cleared; she just wants to be home and curled into her own bed. They board the plane and tucked into Spencer’s side she falls asleep.
Before she can leave the BAU, she has to find Garcia. She goes to her lair and finds her working diligently at her computers.
“Thank you,” she says, heartily as tears form in her eyes.
“O sugar,” Garcia says, “You’re welcome.”
Garcia reaches out to hug her and JJ falls into her arms. She doesn’t pull back for a long time and when she does it’s only to kiss Garcia’s fluorescent-painted lips. Garcia pulls back surprised.
“JJ, we can’t.”
“Please, let me forget,” JJ begs as she pushes Garcia into her chair and drops to her knees. She looks up expectantly, “Please?”
“If you need it, love,” Garcia says running a hand through JJ’s hair.
JJ pushes up Garcia’s skirt to see the ruffled boy briefs. JJ hooks her fingers in them and pulls them down her creamy thighs and over her multi-colored stilettos.
“The door,” Garcia startles.
“Locked it on my way in,” JJ replies as she leans down to nip at the inside of Garcia’s thigh.
She nips a little more before kissing right below the inside top of her thigh. JJ sucks on the skin and Garcia grips the arms of the chair, holding in an impassioned moan. JJ finally moves to the juncture and plunges her tongue into Garcia. This time Garcia can’t help mewling as JJ tongue fucks her and her fingers play over Garcia’s clit. Garcia bucks her hips, hoping to draw JJ deeper into her core. When the arousal furls in her navel, she presses JJ closer. Her orgasm rockets through her and she slides down the chair, next to JJ on the carpet.
Garcia kisses JJ softly and licks her juices off JJ’s mouth. She presses gentle kisses to JJ’s face and neck as she reaches into JJ’s trousers. Garcia finds JJ already sopping wet and plunges two fingers into the heat. She doesn’t draw it out; she thrusts her fingers in quickly before adding a third. JJ throws her head back and clenches tightly around Garcia’s fingers. As JJ’s orgasm dwindles, she presses her face into Garcia’s neck.
Garcia can feel the tears in fall onto her skin. She pulls JJ into her, runs a hand through her hair, and whispers reassuring words.
“Thank you,” JJ weeps.