A Belated Halloween.
Standing in a quiet corner, an uncomfortable Aaron Hotchner tried to come up with the best way to skip out of the BAU's annual Halloween party and finish the paperwork that had been nagging him all day. He'd just figured out the fastest way to get to his office without getting caught, when a hushed voice tickled his ear. "Let me guess," Emily Prentiss whispered, "you're dressed up as a... FBI agent?"
"Funny." Aaron breathed, unable to deny the effect she had on his body. But it only fuelled Emily's grin as she looked at him with an accusing expression.
"How original. Now tell me, you weren't really planning on escaping to your office, were you?"
Aaron looked at the dark woman in front of him, her cat woman costume clinging to her in all the right places. He liked the way she'd done her make-up, the slightly darker than usual shades only adding to the erotic effect she had on him. "No," he mumbled, averting his gaze to staring at the floor as a grin took over his face. "Unless of course you'd like to join me?" he wiggled his eyebrows and Emily couldn't suppress her laugh.
"That's a very naughty though, Sir." She schooled her features and gave him a serious look. "I'd never have thought you could be this unprofessional."
"Hmm," he hummed, slipping his hand around her waist and letting it rest there. "You know how I get after office hours, when I'm allowed to be unprofessional with my subordinate." He grinned as he squeezed her hip and brought his lips to her ear, "I've always wanted to see you naked on my desk."
"Go get a room." Aaron's head whipped up as a familiar voice came from behind them.
"Dave," he ignored the smug grin on his friends face, pulling Emily tighter against his chest.
"Possessive much?" Dave chuckled as he watched his two best friends, one of which was seriously glaring at him and the other who just kept to smirking. "Garcia's insisting on having a drink with the team," he grimaced, "and you know how she gets when she doesn't get what she wants."
Emily chuckled as she and Aaron followed the senior agent to a table in the corner of the room. "Does this mean that the famous seasoned profiler is afraid of a harmless computer tech?"
"No," Dave huffed before looking back at the dark haired woman with one raised eyebrow. "Seasoned?" As they reached the table where the rest of her team was seated, Dave avoided Penelope Garcia's death glare, "harmless?"
Laughs went around the table as Dave hid himself behind JJ. "It's ok, sweetie" she chuckled, "don't let scary auntie Penelope scare you."
Dave grunted as he banged his head against the table. They were never going to let him live this down.
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Aaron Hotchner cursed as he stepped out of the elevator and into the empty bullpen. He'd spent his weekend away in county jail on some custodial interview and it had done no good for his mood. To top that he hadn't seen Emily since the morning after Halloween, when he got called out of bed by the director, and his body was starting to notice. It was late, probably too late for him to be in the office, and everyone had gone home already. Not to mention that it was Sunday, so most sane people had stayed at home anyway.
His plane had just landed and he'd left some paperwork in his office that was due on Monday, enough of a reason for him to make a quick stop and get them.
He made his way up the stairs and the path to his office, touching the doorknob with his hand he noticed a light was on inside. He hadn't left that on, had he? He automatically reached for his gun and apprehensively threw the door open. With his gun raised he stepped into the room, his jaw dropping as he took in the surroundings.
"Agent Hotchner," the dark haired beauty currently leaning against his desk greeted him breathily. "I come in peace."
Aaron looked down at his hands but his eyes quickly averted back to the naked form of his girlfriend. His face turned red as he slowly holstered his gun. He stammered some unintelligible sentences and Emily laughed. "I didn't know the phenomenal Agent Hotchner could be at a loss for words." She pushed away from his desk and walked closer into his personal space. "Now," she whispered, "I remember a certain thing you whispered to me last Friday." Her words tickled his lips as his hands reached for her hips.
Keeping her steady against him, words finally came back to him. "I see." He softly touched his lips against hers, not applying enough pressure to make it into a real kiss. "And that's why you're here in my office, naked?"
Emily chuckled and it caused a vibration through Aaron's lips. "Yes, sir," she breathed and leaned further to claim his lips.
Aaron moaned as he felt her small hands starting to roam over his chest. They really shouldn't be doing this here, not where everyone could just walk in on them. "Lock," he mumbled against Emily's lips as he pulled back slightly, "I should lock the door."
But Emily had other plans as she grabbed his hands. "Why? I've already closed the blinds. Besides, who's going to walk in on us this late on a Sunday evening?"
He watched the little sparkle in her eyes. "You like that, don't you?" he said, entangling his hands in her hair. "It turns you on that there's a risk of getting caught, am I right?"
Emily moaned as his lips found her pulls point. "Yes" she gasped as she thrust her chest into the rough hand that had closed around her naked breasts.
Aaron smiled against her neck. "I'm going to remember that." He felt her rocking her hips into his and suppressed a groan. "Emily," he gasped as he felt his strained erection grow painfully harder.
She claimed his mouth once more and playfully sucked on his lower lip. "Lose some clothes," she breathed as she started to unbutton his shirt, pushing it off his shoulders along with his jacket. "Aaron," she whined when he took her hands and kept her from completing her task. "You're overdressed."
He pulled her closer against his chest, kissing her roughly as he backed them up against his desk. "I'm enjoying your nakedness." She tasted like sweet cinnamon rolls with just the littlest hint of cherry.
"Return the favor, baby." She brushed her thumb over his hardening nipple while she let her other hand travel back to his belt. She traced her finger over the obvious bulge a little more south and smirked when she heard his low groan.
"God, Emily" he hissed when she squeezed his cloth covered crotch. He firmly grabbed her hips and hoisted her onto the edge of his desk, reaching behind her to sweep all of the contents on his desk to the ground.
He roughly pushed his lips to hers, another wave of strong lust overtaking him. He moved his mouth to her neck and sucked on the delicate skin, grinning as a red spot became visible. "You're mine," he whispered in her ear, his lips ghosting over her skin. "Lay back." His eyes became dangerously dark as he watched the naked goddess in front of him stretch out on his desk. "You're beautiful" he whispered hoarsely as he traced his fingers over the flesh on her thigh.
"Aaron." Emily moaned as his fingers came dangerously closed to the place she desperately wanted to be touched.
"Shh," he grinned, "you wouldn't want to alarm anyone, would you?" He only received a frustrated glare at that when his fingers once again avoided her wet center. Emily tried to buck up her hips but was stopped by a strong hand. "Nu ah, not so fast."
She let out a groan. "Please," she begged, "I want you." Her voice was hoarse and her eyes were fogged with lust. "I want you so bad, Aaron."
That was all he could take, if she would keep taking like this he was sure he would explode in his pants. "Alright," he managed to whisper, "as you wish, baby." Stepping back he pulled down his zipper, taking down his pants and boxes at once. He groaned when the fabric brushed along his erection. Kicking away his clothes he stepped between Emily's legs.
Sitting back up Emily pushed herself against him, the friction causing both of them to moan. "That feels good," she grabbed his hair and brought his head down to her level, "so good." Their lips met in a frenzy, lust raging through both of their bodies. She feels his tongue pushing against her lips and she gladly welcomes him in. His tongue feels rough, but his way of kissing makes it all perfect.
She gasps into his mouth when she feels his tip pushing against her entrance. They break apart for air and Aaron lays his forehead against hers, searching her eyes for permission.
Her dark set of eyes and the way her lower lip was puffed between her teeth was all the confirmation he needed. He slowly let her engulf him into her heat, biting hard on her lip to keep from groaning out. He sinks a little deeper and has to hold himself not to just pound into her, wanting her to adjust properly first.
But Emily once again has something else planned, pushing her hips up so she can take in more of him. She races her hand down his back and pushes his perfect ass closer against her. She moans when he fills her up completely, leaving her body in a state of delicious ecstasy. "Yes," she cries when he starts rocking into her, his finger torturing her body merciless by slowly circling her clit. Aaron's breathing turns labored fast as he feels her pussy drawing him in even further."Em," he groans and slides his hand to her back, willing her to lie back on the desk. He grabbed her hips and lifted her up.
He held still for a second, meeting her intensifying gaze, before slamming back into her and speeding up his pace.
Desperately needing her to come first he rubbed her clit, feeling his insides tighten as his pleasure build further. "Em" he choked out her name.
"Hmm, don't stop." Her voice wasn't anything more than a whisper and her eyes were shut tightly. She felt like her body was on fire, every piece of skin his hands touched send a thrill through her bones. "Aaron," she breathed heavily, "I can't, I can't hold…." Her moaning got louder and her knuckles turned white as she gripped the desk edges even tighter.
"Let it go," Aaron panted, rubbing more franticly at her clit than before. "Come for me, Em."
Emily bit so hard on her lip that she could taste blood, trying to keep from crying out seemed like a lost cause as pleasure burned her through the core. "Aaron," she screamed as her orgasm shook through her, leaving her trembling as it took over her body.
Aaron felt her walls tighten around him, drawing him in deeper into pleasure. He felt his balls tighten and knew he couldn't hold out any longer. "Yes" he groaned as his whole body shivered with excitement. He leaned down lower and roughly claimed Emily's lips. He pulled at her hair when his climax suddenly crashed into him. "Emily," he whined against her mouth, pushing harder to muffle his moans.
It felt like forever as all of his senses went crazy, pure erotic exhaustion settling in the both of them. The smell of sex filled Aaron's nostrils and he found it to be the best smell in his world right now. "Wow," he whispered and Emily lazily chuckled up at him.
"Wow indeed," she repeated his words and gently traced her finger over his back, wincing as she felt the scratches her fingers had caused just moments ago. "Sorry about that," she smiled lamely, "I guess you're not the only one who gets turned on at the idea of having sex on your desk."
Aaron chuckled as he brushes his lips against hers. "I'm thinking we should turn your guestroom into a home office."
"What's wrong with yours?" A sly expression graced her face as she thought of all the possibilities. "If I remember correctly your desk is made of extra strong wood, it's designed to play on."
Aaron grabbed her hand as he pulled them both back up, their position on the hard desk surface turning quit uncomfortable. "I'm having some ideas for the bathroom as well." He said seriously as he reached for his boxer and pants.
"Oh yeah," Emily uncharacteristically giggled in excitement, "and maybe we should get an elevator." She pulled her dress over her head and let it slide down her naked skin, leaving her abandoned underwear where they were. "We could practice right here at the Bureau."
Aaron groaned as he followed a widely grinning Emily out of his office. "I swear, Em, if they didn't have cameras in here…" But as he slid his arm around her back, very ready to go home for a second round, his mind was already making plans for a complete home makeover. The things this beautiful woman could make him do…
It made it all very worthy.
The End.
Katie, I hope I didn't crush your dreams, hehe! Alright, sorry for the long wait again but I've just started my first exam period so studying has –sadly- been my first priority. But I finally got around to finishing this story; I hope you all enjoyed reading it as much as I did writing it. I'm thinking about writing that elevator one shot, maybe throw in a little Garcia genius… Let me know what you think!
EN: *clears throat* Well if the betaing sucks towards the end, I apologize… I got sidetracked by the hotness incorporated in this chapter! Wow… that surpassed my dreams! Hell yes! Alrighty I'm so game for the elevator! Woot! Alrighty peeps, she did all this hard work *looks up* Literally… so please let her know how she did! Reviews save humanity!