CM fic - Stuck (Belated Happy B-day to Sofia_Lindsay!)
Title: Stuck
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Pairing: Emily/JJ
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: Maybe vaguely for 4.23, but nothing major.
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: CM, JJ, and Emily don’t belong to me but to CBS. I don’t do this for profit but for fun.
A/N: This fic is based solely on a far too brief scene of JJ and Emily together where Emily mentions the unsub being “stuck” and the look JJ gives her when she says it.
A/N2: A belated birthday gift for Sofia_Lindsay.
The headset of her iPod may have been able to shut out the world on the plane as the team headed back to Quantico, but they couldn’t shut out the unique scent of the blonde sitting down in the seat next to her.
Emily cracked an eye open to see curious and cautious blue looking back at her, “Hi.”
The brunette pushed herself back up in the seat to sit taller, and removed one of her earphones but left the other in, “Hey.”
JJ looked down and then around the dim cabin at her sleeping teammates, “Can we talk?”
Emily cocked an eyebrow, “Now?”
JJ motioned for Emily to follow her behind the curtain leading to the rear of the plane, “Yeah.”
Emily’s heart started to thud in her chest. It had been months since she and JJ had done more than mumble hellos at the start of a briefing. She had purposefully closed down opportunities for them to be alone once JJ had come back from maternity leave. She had even thrown herself into work and dealt with some pretty tough personal issues in the meantime, spending as much time out in the field next to Morgan and Hotch as possible to avoid being in a room alone with JJ. She had almost welcomed the rush and danger of running into the fight with guns pulled, thinking this could be the last time for her. Her nerves were raw, and she was pretty sure she wasn’t in a position to have a girl-chat about babies and boyfriends with JJ.
Emily adjusted her eyes in the dark and could barely make out JJ sitting on a bench on the far side of the cabin, moonlight slowly illuminating the dark space around them.
“How’s Henry?” Emily tried to keep it light.
“Good. Growing like a weed.” There was a long pause before JJ continued. “But that’s not what I want to talk about.”
Emily subtly rubbed her suddenly clammy hands on her pants, “Oh?”
“I miss you, Em,” the darkness heightened Emily’s other senses and she could hear the slight quiver in JJ’s voice.
“What’s to miss? I’m right here.”
“You know what I mean. We never talk anymore. We never laugh and joke, and you seem kind of distant. I know the case about your friend and what happened was hard for you, but I noticed a difference almost as soon as I came back. This isn’t new, and…yesterday when we were cluing in about the unsub you keyed in on him being stuck. That hit a cord with you, didn’t it?”
Emily sat down a few feet from JJ, pushing down her desire to be closer to the other agent, “Everyone has moments, JJ. I’m fine, I’m dealing with it.”
“Good to know you’re impenetrable, Emily. Some of us aren’t. I know what it means to be stuck, and I’m pretty tired of it personally.” Emily heard her frustrated sigh in the dark.
Emily’s apprehension fell away then. This conversation wasn’t really about her at all, but was really for and about JJ. She relaxed into it and decided she didn’t mind getting some of JJ’s demons out in the open. Any revelation she could have into the blonde’s mind would be nice to finally have.
“You don’t seem stuck to me. Looks like life is treating you good and you’re moving along just fine.”
JJ chuckled sadly, “Why in the world do you think that?”
“Well, you have everything you could want, right? A good job, a beautiful baby, and a great boyfriend. One who was willing to quit his job for you, I might add. Not too shabby.” Emily offered the last part up in a rush, feeling sick just saying the words.
“The job and baby, yes. The boyfriend? No.” JJ let the silence sit for a minute before answering Emily’s unspoken question. “I broke it off with Will about a week after Henry was born. We’re going through some joint custody arrangements right now.”
The air rushed from Emily’s lungs and she had to consciously work to remember to breathe, “What…you mean, Will’s gone?”
“Yeah.”
“Why?”
“I was stuck.”
“I don’t…”
“On you.”
Emily stopped, rethinking the words in her head, making sure she heard right first, but she still couldn’t help but ask anyway, “What?”
She heard the shuffle of clothing as JJ stood, flashes of images in the moonlight - a hand, luminescent hair, jean-clad hips swaying closer to her - as JJ came to stand in front of her. She could smell the light scent of her perfume and it made Emily’s head spin.
“Say it again,” Emily whispered.
JJ ran her hands through Emily’s hair, tucking a strand behind an ear, “I was stuck on you, Emily, and I can’t move forward until you kiss me.”
JJ moved to straddle Emily’s hips, feeling strong hands tug at the seams of her jeans, pulling her closer. Emily’s hands slid around JJ’s waist, her fingers finding the slip of bare skin between her shirt and waistband. She toyed with it, slipping her fingers under the shirt as far as they’d go before skimming a trail back down. The sensation made JJ arch closer to Emily, who seized the opportunity and kissed JJ, angling her head to urge JJ’s lips apart.
A guttural moan was pulled from JJ as her hips rolled against Emily, “I want you.”
“Here?”
JJ leaned back and unbuttoned her shirt and bra, thankful she had worn one with the front clasp, “Yes.”
Emily ran the back of her fingers over JJ’s stomach and up between her breasts before brushing over an erect nipple, toying with it with her fingernail. She watched JJ watching her as her breathing picked up and her eyelids fluttered.
“Emily…please.” It was all the invitation Emily needed as she leaned forward and took the nipple into her mouth. She pulled hard on it drawing a hiss of pleasure and pain from JJ. Emily stayed latched on as JJ straightened up on her knees to unbutton her jeans and push them down slightly. She reached for Emily’s hand and slid it between her legs.
Emily pulled back, shocked momentarily at the brazenness, but more so turned on beyond comprehension. She couldn’t believe this was actually happening. At any minute she expected to jerk awake at the front of the plane.
Her fingers slipped effortlessly in JJ’s wetness, “God, JJ. You feel so fucking good.”
For a moment, as moonlight danced across both of their faces, their eyes locked. JJ leaned closer, her voice deep, raw and needy, “I want you inside of me, Emily. I need to feel you.”
They never stopped looking at each other as Emily slid three fingers into JJ. JJ broke the gaze as her eyes shut and she bit her lip trying to stop the deep moan she felt at being filled by Emily. Emily pulled out a little and pushed back in, watching JJ’s face.
“Oh God…so good.” JJ’s hips began to match the rhythm of Emily’s fingers, as she pushed herself down onto the exploring digits. When Emily curled her fingers forward, JJ could feel her heart jump in her throat. It was a sensation beyond words. She stopped trying to control her body. She needed to feel Emily deeper and harder. She braced her hands on Emily’s shoulders and leaned her head back as her body took over, instinctively driving harder and faster down on Emily’s fingers.
“Jesus, JJ,” Emily wrapped an arm around her waist and hung on to her as JJ lost herself in the moment, “Come for me, baby.”
Fingernails dug painfully into Emily’s shoulder as muscles clamped dangerously tight onto her fingers. Emily waited for JJ to relax and when the blonde sat up and draped herself around Emily, she gently slid her fingers out. JJ ran her hands through Emily’s hair as Emily placed calming kisses along JJ’s neck.
When JJ sighed in contentment, Emily looked up at her, kissing her tenderly on the lips, “Sufficiently unstuck now?”
JJ smirked, “For now.”