Unexpected Circumstances part 12
Title: unexpected circumstances part 12/?
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Pairing: Emily/JJ
Archiving - passion and perfection if anyone else would like it let me know layla
Summary - Emily and JJ find a case hitting too close to home for both of them, in more ways than one.
Rating - could get to R
Disclaimers: I don't own Criminal Minds, except my own
Notes: sorry it has been such a long time between posts, i hope this helps make up for it and i should have another update tomorrow as well. hope you all enjoy ;).
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part 2
part 3
part 4
part 5
part 6
part 7
part 8
part 9
part 10
part 11
Looking into Emily’s eyes JJ tried to steady herself. Her heart was beating a staccato rhythm in her chest and her body was humming with unspent energy. Kissing Emily hadn’t been like anything she’d ever experienced and much of her was screaming to return to those lips. But other parts of her knew they needed to pause before things got out of hand. JJ took in a deep calming breath trying to focus her mind enough to form coherent thought.
“Wow,” she hadn’t pulled off articulate just yet.
“Wow,” Emily couldn’t agree more with JJ’s observation. She could feel so many words filling her throat but none of them seemed ready to come forward. All she could do was stare at the woman across from her in wonder. Emily couldn’t quite hide the feeling of amazement that filled her at the realization that something she had dreamt about for so long had actually happened. She had just kissed Jennifer Jareau.
“So, I really hope this isn’t the part where one of us freaks out and flees the scene,” JJ couldn’t decide if she was trying to lighten the mood or speaking the words to keep herself from doing just that. The longer they sat and the more she could feel her own emotional and physical response to their kiss the more she could sense what she was risking. This was not simply desire between them, whatever happened JJ could not deny her heart was on the line.
“No, I’m fairly certain I’ve spent enough time freaking out over you.” Emily almost absently stroked her fingers through JJ’s indescribably soft blond hair as she spoke. The sound of her own voice was foreign to her ears. The emotion that was woven there seemed so natural and yet was not something she had ever allowed. It was as though the walls she had spent a lifetime constructing between her heart and her head had not so much crumbled or cracked but disappeared in a puff of smoke under JJ’s thoughtful gaze and soft touch.
“Well, I’m glad we’ve settled that then,” there was a shakiness in JJ’s voice that she couldn’t quite hide, a combination of nerves, emotion, and quicksilver heat rushing through her veins. The stroking of Emily’s fingers through her hair was hypnotic and distracting and the sound of her voice struck a chord deep in within JJ’s chest that seem to resonate throughout her body. She hadn’t had time to prepare herself for this feeling; all she could do was let it wash over her.
“So if we aren’t running away…what are we doing?” Emily wasn’t entirely certain why she asked such a dangerous question. As she spoke she leaned back slightly still facing JJ but needing to create at least the illusion of distance instead of just giving into the urge to just stop talking and fall back into those lips.
“That’s one hell of a question Prentiss,” JJ grinned wryly. Her statement was matter-of-fact, more observation than accusation. “I’m not sure I have an answer.” It was a simple vulnerable truth that was spoken in a quite tone that conveyed much of JJ’s trepidation.
At the soft sound of JJ’s voice Emily took her slender hand and drew it up toward her. A soft smile played across Emily’s lips at the gentle teasing in the other woman’s words. Without much thought she placed light lingering kisses on JJ’s knuckles. As she did so she looked into JJ’s eyes, a soft gaze through dark lashes. It was an act meant to reassure them both, remind them of the connection that was building without overwhelming either of them. She slowly drew her lips away keeping JJ’s hand in hers lacing their fingers together. There were so many things to say she wasn’t sure where to begin.
Emily was well aware they had to have this conversation, too much depended upon their ability to get along for them to just give into the obvious pull. Desire burned between them leaving evidence in warm skin under resting hands and roughened edges of normally controlled voices. Part of her longed to throw caution to the wind and just drag JJ back to her hotel room and lose herself completely in soft curves, exotic tastes, and warm inviting places. At the same time she knew that wasn’t what this night had been about, well, at least not the only thing this night had been about.
“I’m not either. I wasn’t exactly planning this. I don’t have all the answers but I do know I’ve been waiting a long time to feel…this.” Emily paused for a moment seeking JJ’s blue gaze to anchor her in the reality of the conversation. “This evening has been an amazing finish to what could have been a really shitty day.”
“Yeah, it really has,” JJ let a smile spread easily across her lips. “I don’t want it to end.” As she spoke JJ leaned her head against the seat attempting to relax in the relative discomfort of the interior of the SUV.
“I don’t either, but…,” Emily let her voice trail off not wanting to put words to her concerns.
“But, this is all very new and we shouldn’t rush into anything. We are on a case. We have to be up early and neither of us wants to do anything to jeopardize our focus on stopping this particular unsub. And the only thing more frightening than getting out of the car and going to our own rooms is getting out of this car and going to the same room.” JJ counted off each statement with a finger on her free hand stating each one with quiet resignation.
“Uh, yeah, that pretty much sums it up.” Emily couldn’t really add much to all of the very logical and responsible reasons they should let this night come to a close. Nor could she deny that the idea going back to a hotel room with JJ was completely terrifying. “All of those reasons are totally legitimate. There is one very important fact you left out though.”
“What fact is that?” JJ lifted her head from the place she had been resting it and looked intently across the car at Emily.
Rather than speak Emily leaned in and captured JJ’s lips once again. The motion was quick and firm with none of the hesitancy of their previous kisses. Emily molded their lips together communicating need, desire, longing and a thousand other emotions. The kiss was equal parts possession and promise and possibility. She continued to taste and explore until she could feel the heat overtaking her senses, until the last possible moment that any bit of rational thought allowed her to pull back.
There was only the briefest pause, almost imperceptible, between Emily’s lips colliding with JJ’s and her response. Somewhere in her mind she registered the surprise at the other woman’s boldness but it was noted and dismissed before she bothered to analyze it. It was far more important to feel the texture of Emily’s lips and memorize the sensations that touch sent coursing through her body. It would be so easy to become completely lost in kissing Emily, the temptation almost won just as those delectable lips pulled away only far enough to speak.
“One night will never be enough,” Emily’s voice was both breathless and passion deep, “and wherever this is going I don’t want to be in some random hotel room thinking about anything else.” She hoped her words had communicated her intention.
It took a moment for the words to develop meaning in JJ’s brain and when they did they seemed to travel with electric heat throughout her body to settle low and warm. She knew there was a part of her that should have been disappointed at the words and their meaning, disappointed that she would be sleeping alone tonight. But somehow that wasn’t at all what she felt. Her body tingled with unspent desire but her heart knew Emily was right. They had both waited this long, they could wait a little longer.
“Will you at least do me the honor of seeing me safely to my room Agent Prentiss,” JJ held herself teasingly close to Emily’s lips as she spoke, neither of them having felt the need to create more space between them. As she completed the sentence she felt the soft rush of air that accompanied the chuckle that was Emily’s response.
“It would be my pleasure Agent Jareau,” with those words Emily finally pulled back into her own personal space. “I’ll meet you outside?” At the question a slightly shy yet completely endearing grin found its way onto Emily’s lips.
“You bet,” JJ said the words as she freed her hand from Emily’s and reached for the door handle. She wasn’t surprised to find her fingers trembling slightly as she opened the door, slid out of the seat, and stepped into the parking lot. Her lips still tingled pleasantly from Emily’s kisses and she could feel the racing of her heart. She was quite proud of the fact that her knees didn’t buckle as she stood and took a step.
Emily watched JJ exit the SUV wondering if she had just made a very mature decision or the worst mistake of her life. She knew that if she had chosen a few words differently and she would not be leaving JJ on the doorstep only to enter her own room alone. But, in the end, she had spoken the truth. This wasn’t about one night with JJ, this was about tomorrow and the next day and Emily wanted to do this right. With that thought Emily exited the SUV and locked the doors behind her. With smooth determined stride she met JJ by the side entrance that led through the stairwell to a bank of elevators.
As soon as Emily had arrived at her side JJ reached out and took her hand wanting to remain physically connected for as long as possible. With her free hand she took her room key out of her pocket and swiped it to open the outer door. JJ led the way through the entrance her left hand behind her still securely held in Emily’s. It was an easy choice to continue down a short way to the elevators rather than up several flights of stairs.
“So, what room are you in?” JJ felt a little silly trying to make small talk but it was either that or give into the desire that still thrummed through her veins. It hadn’t occurred to her that morning that room arrangements would matter. She had fallen into the habit of a thousand nights spent in hotels to swing in, toss her bag on the bed, and turn around to join the team. At the time, any interest in where Emily slept couldn’t easily be explained away.
“805,” Emily had noticed when they checked in, what now seemed like a lifetime ago, she and JJ had rooms next to each other. She had not allowed herself to ask why she had noted it; her denial seemed almost funny now, all things considered.
“807, looks like we’re neighbors,” JJ felt a note of nervousness enter her voice suddenly. For some reason she felt like she’d be more comfortable knowing Emily was on another floor, or at least down the hall rather than a mere five inches of drywall and two by fours away. Thinking of her so close and yet still untouchable added a new level of frustration to JJ’s already agitated senses.
Before Emily could comment the door to the elevator dinged open and they entered still hand in hand. They turned to face the doors hands easily switching as though they had done this a million times. As they settled back in Emily reached out and punched the button for the eighth floor and the doors slid shut. She wasn’t entirely sure she’d be able to let go of JJ’s hand when they finally reached their rooms. In the past few hours she’d grown quite accustomed to the touch and didn’t want to sacrifice even a moment of it, especially since JJ had started a light stroking motion with her thumb. Emily tried to steel her resolve with the knowledge that, in her heart, she knew it was the right choice even if her body didn’t agree.
JJ stared absently at the numbers as they progressed higher enjoying the silence and the flow of energy that passed between their joined hands. There was so much in that simple connection. JJ hadn’t ever experienced this much feeling from the simple act of holding hands. Her thumb began slowly rubbing over Emily’s tracing its length learning the texture of skin there. It was a small thing but as the red numbers ticked by it became the sole focus of JJ’s attention. She knew it would be difficult, almost impossible, to give up that touch when they reached their rooms. As the elevator arrived at the eighth floor, the doors slid open, and they stepped out in unison JJ tried to convince herself letting go would, in fact, be the right thing to do.
It was only a few steps down the hall to find the doors to their respective rooms. Emily stopped between the two doors tugging JJ’s hand and drawing her to a stop. “Well, here we are.”
At the pull of Emily’s hand JJ turned to face the other woman her free hand, quite of its own volition, reached out and traced a line from shoulder to wrist stopping only when she could take strong pale fingers in her own. She stared for a moment at their four hands clasped between them enjoying the contrast of Emily’s alabaster skin and the sun-kissed tone of her own flesh. There seemed to be something so perfect about their hands like this. JJ slowly drew her gaze up to take in a different contrast of pale skin and dark eyes that had taken her breath away from the first moment she’d laid eyes on Emily.
“Yeah, here we are,” the words slipped from JJ’s lips just above a whisper.
JJ could feel the pull toward Emily in some deep, primal place within her. She was captured in those dark fathomless eyes and had no desire to escape; she would happily stay there for the rest of her days. There was something unique about this moment, JJ had never stopped to appreciate the time between first kisses and becoming lovers. In reality she’d never let that time linger for very long, it implied a level of involvement that just wasn’t conducive to the rest of her life. But this moment with Emily was entirely different and entirely worth the investment. She could feel that irresistible pull again and leaned in closer shortening the gap between them.
Emily was lost in twin seas of blue and the hum of JJ’s voice. Nothing in her had prepared her for this moment. She stood on the precipice knowing that at any moment she would willingly fall, willingly risk being crushed on the rocks below, all for this woman. The blue of JJ’s eyes continued to draw her closer until she could no longer resist the sirens call of soft lips for one last time that night. As the circuit between them was completed Emily’s hands loosened themselves from JJ’s and slid to the other woman’s hips drawing her closer.
The insistent tug of Emily’s hands on her hips drew JJ in until their bodies pressed firmly together. The blonde’s hands slid around Emily’s waist in response holding them together, ensuring she could draw out the languorous press of their lips. She knew that all too soon the contact would be over and she intended to revel in every fleeting moment of it; the soft perfection of Emily’s lips, the sweetness of her tongue, every emotion that was bleeding into the press of them together.
Accessing some hidden reserve of strength Emily slowly drew her lips away from JJ’s. The ache that the parting left in her body was almost enough to convince her to give in to the pulsing desire that seemed to have taken up permanent residence in her core. She forcefully reminded her rebellious body that this choice was about the future not about the increasingly demanding present. She could feel JJ’s breath ghosting over her lips, still moist from their kisses. She could see the fire in those eyes that she was sure reflected her own. If they were going to stop, it had to be now.
“Good night, Jennifer,” Emily allowed the syllables of JJ’s full name to roll with lingering passion off her tongue. “I’ll see you in the morning.”
JJ barely registered any of the words Emily spoke, except for one. One she had never much liked the sound of, one she had long ago dropped as too common, too young. With one simple utterance the sound of her name had become something entirely different. The emotion woven through that word was something JJ would cherish. She had no doubt she would always remember the first time Emily ever called her Jennifer.
Loosening her grip on Emily’s waist JJ lifted her hand to gently brush her fingertips over the lips that had just changed her name forever. Her touch was delicate as though glancing over the surface of something rare and fragile. “Good night, Emily.” She smiled softly as she spoke taking one last moment to gaze into those fathomless eyes before she turned and took the few steps to her door. They had agreed and JJ knew if she stayed out here any longer she would not be able to stop. With minimal fumbling she opened her door and disappeared from the hall.
Emily watched JJ until she was gone before turning to open her own door, silently thanking the other woman for having the strength to do what needed to be done. There was no way to categorize everything that had shifted in their relationship in the last few hours but, Emily was fairly certain, it had been quite enough for one night. As it was there remained a great many questions that they would need to answer. At the moment though, as she entered the dark quiet of her hotel room she really couldn’t think of what they were.