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Fair Warning! This will be a smut story, Rated M!

Late Again

Chapter 1

Emily groaned as she rolled over and violently hit the alarm clock. She heard Hotch, chuckling behind her, and she turned around, settling back into his arms. "Anger problems Em?"

Emily shook her head, snuggling against him. "Just don't want to leave you yet." She murmured into Hotch's neck, her warm breath tickling his skin.

"Why do you have to wake up so early?" he asked, running a light hand up and down her back, his other hand planted firmly on her hip.

"Because I didn't bring a bag over, so I need to go back to my apartment before I go into work. And my boss will have my ass if I'm late." Emily laughed as Hotch, nibbled on her ear lightly after that comment.

"I thought I was the only one that could have your ass." Hotch said, a mischievous smile taking up residence on his face, loving this playful side of her. Emily laughed again, hitting his chest playfully. "Besides I'm sure your boss isn't that bad."

"Oh no, he's a hard-ass. He doesn't like it when you're late." She said, smiling. She lightly kissed him, and made a move to get up. Hotch's arms wrapped around her waist tightly, and pulled her back down to him. "Honey, I really do have to leave."

"I'm sure that your boss won't mind if you're a few minutes late." He said, his hands already running all over her body.

Emily just rolled her eyes, but lay back down on the bed, resigning herself to the fact that he wouldn't stop until she stayed. Course, it wasn't like she minded staying, she thought, as his hands began working their magic on her body.

About two & 1/2 hours later…

Emily walked into the bullpen, attempting to smooth out her hair and skirt. She sat down at her desk quickly, hoping to escape Hotch's wrath. "Prentiss." Hotch's calm voice interrupted her morning routine.

Damn it.

Emily looked up, only to be met with Hotch's dark eyes. "Care telling us why you're late?" Emily sighed, and blew a piece of hair out of her face. She wasn't going to be able to get out of this one.

"Personal reasons." She said simply, hoping that would appease him, wanting to put on a believible front, in front of the team. They hadn't told them, they were together yet. Emily could hear Morgan snickering, and she looked over at him, shooting him a look she was hoping would silence him. But Morgan was a little slow on the uptake, and continued laughing. Emily sighed, 'Note to self: Kick Morgans ass.' She thought to herself.

"Care to expand Emily?" Hotch asked, leaning coolly on her desk, enjoying Emily's discomfort. The edges of his mouth curled up slightly. That small grin that said he knew there was something more, and he knew what that something was, but he wanted to hear you confirm it. Emily had learned to loathe that small grin, "No, not really Hotch." She said, focusing on her files, hoping he would let this go. She sat there, waiting for the second onslaught of questioning, but it never came. She sighed in relief, but as she heard Morgan chuckling again, she knew that this wasn't over. God, where were J.J. or Garcia when she needed them?

"Hey Emily, isn't that the same thing that you were wearing yesterday?" Morgan snickered, his eyebrows raised. Emily just glared at him, hoping to put off answering him. But after a few minutes she decided she should just get it over with.

"Yeah." Emily mumbled. She busied herself with her files, praying that someone, anyone would call them for a case, and take Morgan's attention away from her. "I was up late last night working, and I woke up late today. I threw on what was closest." Emily said, her excuse sounding pathetic to her own ears.

"Right…" Morgan said, still with that look on his face. Emily just glared again, and resisted the urge to go over and wipe that smirk off his face. Luckily at that moment, Garcia came in, with a case.

"Let's go, my little justice league, round-table room. Crime awaits us." The team grabbed their things, and were making their way out up to the conference room, while Emly took slightly longer, knowing that Hotch would wait for her.

"Your boss won't mind if you're a few minutes late, stay just a little bit longer Em." She mocked. "You know that I can't resist when you call me that… Jerk." She said, affectionately nuzzling his neck.

Hotch chuckled, "That'll teach you to bring a bag next time Emily." He said. As she started up, he leaned into her slightly, whispering to her, "I'll see you tonight in my room, Prentiss." He brushed past her casually, as he stepped in front of her. Emily shook her head, and glared slightly at him. Emily was so going to make him pay for making her late this morning, she already had the perfect plan.

I know I'm evil for stopping there. Let me know what you think!