Wicked: The non Oz version - Part 3
Title: Wicked: The non Oz version
Fandom: Criminal Minds/The Inside/Untraceable/Gossip Girl/Final Destination
Pairings: Jennifer Jareau with Elle Greenaway/Emily Prentiss/Jennifer Marsh/Clear Rivers/Blair Waldorf/Rebecca Locke and a few original characters
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters from Criminal Minds, Gossip Girl, The Inside, Final Destination or Untraceable.
Rating: 14A
Summary: Jennifer Jareau delves into her wild side.
A/N: Wanted to try out some smut before I begin my epic crossover story. And if I’m going to do smut, might as well go crazy with it. Don’t expect any well thought out stories or character portrayals here.
A/N2: Just to let people know in advance, I’m intentionally making Jennifer Jareau a twisted pervert for this story, hence the title. So this is a warning to anyone who might be offended because some scenes may come off as borderline rape.
A/N3: For anyone unaware, Jennifer Marsh is from the movie Untraceable, played by Diane Lane. Rebecca Locke is from the TV series The Inside, played by Rachel Nichols. Finally Clear Rivers is from the first and second Final Destination movies, played by Ali Larter.
A/N4: Special thanks to my wonderful betas calliopes_muse and amethystfirefly over at Dreamwidth
Part 3
Elle’s hormones were going crazy as she writhed beneath Jennifer. She was moaning more, and her free leg was squirming.
Jennifer simply found the whole thing amusing. She continued the pace, knowing Elle was about to reach her climax.
It finally hit and the brunette’s body started to ease down. Jennifer pulled away from the kiss, and allowed the older woman to settle. Jennifer took her hands off Elle’s body, and straightened up her clothes. She zipped back up Elle’s pants, pulled her bra back down and hooked it on. She freed Elle from the restraints of the handcuffs, and set them on the nearby night stand. Then before she stood up, the blonde ran her thumb across Elle’s lips, “Goodnight.”
Suddenly, just like that, Jennifer made her way out of the bedroom. She turned off the lights, closed the door behind her, and was out of Elle’s apartment.
*end flashback*
After Elle left the BAU, Emily Prentiss took her place. Her mother was an ambassador, though it didn’t appear like they saw eye-to-eye. She was easier to figure out than Elle.
Jennifer was able to notice the gazes that Emily gave her, but she teased Emily by playing it straight, literally. Pretending to be oblivious to the new profiler, she acted like she didn’t even notice Emily’s stares or what they meant. Emily fell for the act.
When Jennifer decided to make her move, instead of taking Emily back to her place, the blonde felt it would be more fun to be riskier this time. So, Emily Prentiss wanted to have sex with Jennifer Jareau? Well, she was about to get her wish, and she wouldn’t even know what hit her.
*flashback*
It was a day like any other day in the BAU building. Emily was in the locker room when Jennifer made her move. The blonde came up behind Emily, and pressed a hand against the new recruit’s mouth. Emily tried to put up a struggle, so the blonde had to smash the brunette against the lockers, and rough her up a bit before she managed to get both Emily’s hands in the cuffs. With Emily’s hands bound behind her, Jennifer pulls out her gun and points it to the back of the brunette’s heads.
“Don’t move, don’t turn around,” she whispered into Emily’s ear. Emily nodded. Jennifer put the gun away, and already started groping the other woman’s behind. The older woman tried to turn around to get a look at her attacker, but Jennifer made sure she was facing the other way. Emily was able to get a glimpse of blond hair and smell her assailant’s perfume; the attacker was definitely female.
Jennifer slid her hand into Emily’s blouse and unhooked her bra. The blonde pressed her breasts against the other woman’s back, letting Emily feel them a bit before she began playing around with the other woman’s breasts. Delicate fingers rubbed Emily’s hardened nipples before being cupped by soft palms. The foreplay drew out stifled moans from the older agent.
It’s fortunate for Jennifer that Emily’s locker is near the end of the room. The view of anyone who walked in would have been blocked by rows of lockers. Jennifer moved her hand down to Emily’s pants, unbuckling the belt and unzipping the pants so that they fell to the ground. Jennifer made her way into the other agent’s warm folds of skin. As awkward as this was, Jennifer could tell Emily was getting aroused. Emily didn’t know for sure the identity of the other woman, but whoever she was, she definitely knew what she was doing.
“Keep your voice down,” she whispered into Emily’s ear again. After another nod, Jennifer removed her hand from Emily’s mouth, and cupped the brunette’s round breasts, still teasing Emily’s sensitive area with her other hand. Emily began panting a bit, the experience all a bit too sudden for her. She started slumping forward, her legs beginning to weaken and making it difficult for her to hold her position.
After Jennifer noticed this, she wrapped the arm she had in Emily’s shirt around her chest, pulling the brunette back a bit, letting her lean onto the blonde’s body. With that handled, Jennifer returned to what she had been doing.
As Emily laid her head back on Jennifer’s shoulder, the brunette peeked out the corner of her eye and got a better look at her assailant. Wanting to make sure, she turned her head to get a better view. “JJ?” she said, surprised at who it was.
Jennifer took her hand out of Emily’s shirt, and put it over the brunette’s mouth to silence her again. “Shh,” she whispered into her ear. “Someone might hear you. I could stop right now, Emily, if you want. If you don’t want me to stop, nod.”
Emily was completely lost in the moment. She had a crush on this woman, but this hadn’t been how she imagined Jennifer making her move. Emily decided to nod and let Jennifer continue.
The hand in Emily’s underwear began to pick up the pace. Fingers danced beneath silky underwear. Emily’s pelvis was sandwiched between both the blonde’s hand, and her pelvis as Jennifer ground herself against Emily’s butt. The invasion was too much for the new profiler.
Emily climaxed, letting out a cry against Jennifer’s hand. The blonde looked around to make sure no one else heard it. Once Emily was relaxed, Jennifer held Emily up as she dug into her own pockets for the keys to the handcuffs. She removed the handcuffs then grabbed the brunette by the shoulders, and quickly spun her around in the other direction.
Emily looked at Jennifer as the blonde held her up against the lockers. The younger agent had her “smarty pants” look, with that cute smile and sparkle in her eyes that Emily was used to seeing. Jennifer looked down towards the floor, and then looks up at Emily again. “You might want to pull those back up. Don’t want to be caught with your pants down.”
The media liaison then let go of Emily and started to exit. She winked at the brunette before walking off, that “smarty pants” expression still on her face. Emily just looked at her, still trying to register what just happened.
*end flashback*
Jennifer takes one last sip before her glass goes empty. She places it down on the kitchen counter then takes a seat on the recliner facing the outside window.
There were other women that Jennifer didn’t need to blindside in order to get her way with them. Like Portland FBI agent Jennifer Marsh. The two of them met, worked together and got along well. Marsh ultimately found out for herself the blonde’s wicked side.
*flashback*
It was during a car ride home. The night was quiet and JJ was the one driving. Marsh relaxed in the passenger seat for the most part before she broke the silence. “So what kind of naughty thoughts are in your head, Jennifer Jareau?”
The sudden question got JJ’s attention, but the blonde managed to stay cool and look casual. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Sweet, pretty girl from a small town,” she answered firmly. “No troubled past, no family issues, incredibly caring, nothing slightly bit wrong with you it seems. Thoroughly wholesome.” She pauses for a bit, “I don’t believe there are such people like that. Everyone has a dark side whether they know it or not. Not necessarily evil, but something that you wouldn’t be too eager to tell people about.”
JJ pulled the car over to the side, and looked at Marsh with a smirk and confident blue eyes. “So what do you think my dark side would be, Agent Marsh?”
She gives JJ the once over, “That you have a thing for women. Not just a thing, but a fiery passion that causes you to act like an entirely different person when that side of you emerges. Doesn’t appear like you’re in a serious relationship at the moment, which would be the best route to go to get it on with more than one woman.”
The blonde acted as if she’s amused by the thought. “Among all the possibilities, why do you think it’s that one?”
Marsh smiles, “Let’s say a brunette agent gave me some hints. Which I got to say that is quite a split personality you got. Quiet, sensible, usually stands aside and just follows the orders of others is the impression you give off on the outside. The other part of you, however, is commanding, knows what she’s doing, not afraid to use force if necessary, not to mention physically stronger than you appear. Makes me wonder how much tougher are you underneath that face you put up."
“Even if this is true, what is it to you?” JJ replies calmly.
“Being a single mother in the FBI can be very stressful, I’m sure you know the feeling. Especially if your mother lives in the same house as you. Let’s also say I have a dark side of my own that I want to delve into.” Marsh gives JJ a wicked smirk, “And seeing someone as beautiful as you… how can I say no?”
“You live in a house of women and you have a thing for them too. I take it I should drive us to my place first?” JJ gave the other woman a sly look.
Marsh leans in closer towards Jennifer, “Of course. We wouldn’t want mom to walk in on us.”
*****
JJ slammed Marsh onto her bed. The blonde yanked Marsh’s sweater over her head. It stopped right when it passed her mouth, but still covering her eyes. Jennifer kissed her wildly, moving towards a steady rhythm. Marsh pulled off the sweater the rest of the way, and stared up at the younger agent. JJ displayed the same expression on her face when she was doing this with Elle.
“Let’s see if you really are as good as Emily makes it sound like,” Marsh said as she surrendered her body to the younger agent.
“I’ll try not to disappoint you.” JJ undid Marsh’s jeans then shoved her hand down the open zipper. She took her other hand and grabbed Marsh’s butt, “So how do you like it?”
It surprised Marsh a bit that JJ already has her hand down the older agent’s pants though she was kind of expecting it. She looked confidently. “Start slow, but pick up the pace over time.”
“Sure thing,” JJ said as she began to fulfill Marsh’s request. The older agent stretched her arms out before delving them into Jennifer’s shirt.
*end flashback*
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