Crimeland Secret Valentine Fic
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crimeland Secret Valentines
Reid & Elle
Word Count 850
NC-17
Elle insisted Reid come to her house for dinner. Reid mumbled and fussed about but she was persistent and finally he relented. They took her car, since he road the bus usually.
Once home she threw together some seafood pasta and tossed a salad while Reid wandered around the main rooms picking up this item, examining that book and running a finger over the piano keys.
They sat at her dining table and she drew him out. She thought that he was so shy and innocent. She could hardly wait to get him into her bed.
He insisted on doing the dishes after praising her cooking skills.
She excused herself and returned in a sheer black negligee
that brushed the floor. Spencer nearly dropped the glass he was holding when she walked into the room. She strolled to him used one finger to shut his mouth and took his glass with her other. Exactly the reaction she’d wanted.
His voice actually cracked when he said her name, and she smiled as she began unbuttoning his shirt. He moved to stop her and she moved fast to jerk his sweater down his arms trapping them at his side.
“Elle, we hardly know each other.”
“By night’s end we’ll know each other a lot better, Reid.” She finally had his shirt open and sighed at the sight of the thick t-shirt beneath it. She tugged it out of his pants to give her mouth access to his nipples. He moaned for her as she licked and sucked. Her hand were busy with his belt and she had his pants down around his ankles. She sat back to pull down his boxers and gasped, “Well, your body’s not the only long thing about you.
Her mouth suckled each ball before taking his cock in her mouth. Reid divested himself of his shirt and sweater, pulled his t-shirt over his head and grasp her head, setting his own pace in her mouth then forced his cock through the gag reflex down her throat. After several minutes he came hard and held still until she pulled back.
She looked up at him in surprise. “I think maybe we should move this to the bedroom.”
He kicked off his shoes and folded his clothes on her couch before following her into the bedroom. She pushed him back and straddled him, placed his hands on her breasts and arched into them before bending down to kiss him.
Then suddenly everything changed. The shy, innocent kid turned into a talented lover. In one movement he rolled her under him. He pushed her knees up to frame her breasts. Took a long moment to examine between her legs before he pushed his cock fully into her. She gasped in pleasure and surprise, moaning as he drove into her again and again, while bending to suck on her nipples. She just caught herself from screaming when she came and came and came. He pulled out and rubbing the abundance of moisture between her buttocks and penetrated her anus.
She cried out in surprise but both knew his entry was too easy for it not to be a well-traveled path.
They showered later and he took her again and again. By morning light she was exhausted and he was still going. When he finally rolled away she closed her eyes and the alarm sounded. Oh God! Work. She crawled from bed into the shower. She wasn’t surprised that he joined her. He washed her using his long fingers to give her another explosion of pleasure. In turn he pushed her down to take him again (was this four or five times) down her throat. He literally fucked her face holding her still while he moved. She learned he took what he wanted but returned it in pleasure three times over.
She stopped at his apartment and waited in the car while he ran up to change afraid once undressed he’d want her again and she was so sore now. No man had ever outlasted her, no man had ever made her come so many times. She was exhausted.
In the garage he kissed her hard sucking strongly on her tongue and she was wet for him in spite of herself. She reached and stroked his slacks. His hand stopped her. “We’re at work now, but I thank you for a fulfilling night and breakfast. You are delicious.”
She told him she’d be up in a few minutes. But she watched him shuffle away sweater and book bag. He looked more like a teacher’s assistant than a member of an elite FBI team. Then again he looked shy and innocent until you kissed him, too.
She managed to drag herself upstairs to her desk. Morgan looked at her strangely, “Had a big night last night, Elle?”
He’d spent nights with her himself. He knew the signs.
“Shut up, Morgan.”
“Fine, I’ll go talk with Reid. At least he is in a good mood and rested. But then he’s Reid. What does he do read, study and sleep.”
Elle closed her eyes. If Morgan only knew.
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Reid & JJ
Word Count:380
Rating: R
The team was in Tallahassee, Florida working a sniper case. The sniper was shooting women in the city’s parks at night.
Today they were walking the perimeter of the small park they’d narrowed down to, after Reid discovered a pattern hidden in the names of the parks.
It was hot so Reid sat down for a moment on a park bench and just studied his surroundings.
“Water?” JJ handed him a bottle.
“Thanks, I was checking out the people walking around, I think he will strike tonight and I think he’s going to come to the park today to scope out where he is going to. . .”
JJ brushed her fingers over his hand on the bench. He moved where his body blocked the view of his hand as he turned hers over and stroked her palm.
She shivered and sighed. “Will you come to my room tonight.”
“Aren’t you sharing with Elle?”
“We don’t mind sharing, if you don’t.”
“Will you make love to each other for me first?”
“Whatever you want.”
“We have this stake-out tonight.”
“Afterwards?”
“We’ll see how it goes, if we wrap it up Hotch may want to fly back to D.C. tonight.”
“Reid, come look at this grid with me again,” Hotch called never looking up from the paper spread out over the trunk of a police car.
Reid squeezed JJ's hand and stood.
“Reid?”
“I’ll see how it goes.”
JJ sighed. The other men on their team would be shocked to discover just what a lady’s man Reid was and what a magnificent lover. . .so thorough, so very sensuous.
They’d also be shocked to know all the women of their team were having a sexual relationship with the smartest, quietest, gentlest member of their team. His body was deceptive, long and lanky. . .but what that mouth, those long, long fingers and long thick cock could do when they belonged to a master--she shivered and went to seek out Elle.
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Gideon & Elle
Word count:200
Rating: R
Gideon finished the dressing for the salad and snapped the lid on the container. He opened the lid on the pan and spooned sauce over the chicken and squeezed a bit more lime juice over both split breasts.
The bell dinged as a beam was broken down the long entrance of his driveway. He stepped toward the monitor and seeing Elle’s car at the gate pushed the button.
The candles were lit and a pitcher of her favorite dry martinis sat between two martini glasses, three olives for Elle.
Their lips met and lingered before he stepped back to let her in.
She took his arm obviously comfortable in his personal space. She accepted the glass slid onto the bar stool and faced him, “Something smells delicious.”
“Sometimes I think you drive all the way out here just so I can feed you.”
Elle emptied her glass and stood moving to run a hand up the inside of his thigh, “Can dinner wait?”
“It has about thirty minutes.”
She walked to his bedroom door, unbuttoning her blouse, “Then we’d better hurry, come along, Gideon. Let me prove to you I want you more for your talent in the bedroom than your chef skills in the kitchen.”
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Elle & JJ
Word Count:312
Rating: NC-17
Elle heard the shower running as she entered the apartment. It had been a long, rough case in Minnesota. Since she had fired her gun she had to remain longer at the office filling out all the damn forms.
Her shoes were kicked off and a trail of clothing led from the front door to the bathroom.
JJ felt a cold gust of air, heard the slight splash as feet entered the shower and closed her eyes in anticipation. She wasn’t kept waiting long as hands circled under her arms zoning in on her nipples.
JJ leaned back feeling the beaded tips of Elle’s breasts against her back and moaned softly as Elle tugged and twisted each hardened wet tip.
She turned to face her and reached for Elle’s nipples but Elle evaded her hands pulling their bodies together belly to belly and breast to breast. Their lips met and devoured. JJ broke the kiss gasping for air when Elle’s fingers entered her. Elle kissed her neck over her collarbone to suckle each nipple in turn.
She continued down the scented wet body to the ring in JJ’s navel. She lingered there moving her fingers, JJ’s body moving in time with her, her own hands reaching down to squeeze Elle’s breasts. Elle moved to her knees in the shower her mouth taking the place of her fingers.
“God! That’s so good,” JJ gasped her hands braced against the shower stall walls one foot on the edge of the tub to give Elle's wicked tongue more room to work its magic.
Elle’s tongue delved and stroked beneath the pounding water. She sucked JJ's clit hard as her tongue stroked until she made JJ scream.
Elle shooed her from the shower while she soaped and rinsed. She dried her hair and lifted her over-sized tee from the back of the door and walked into the bedroom where JJ was already in bed.
“You won’t need that,” JJ whispered her voice thick with desire.
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Reid & Garcia
Word Count:478
Rating NC-17
Garcia reached over the boxes in the storage room to the files cabinet beyond them and maneuvered herself up on her tiptoes to open the top drawer. Short as she was she stretched as far as she could reach only using her belly to support herself?
She didn’t hear the door open and shut or the snick of the lock but she recognized his scent before he touched her; recognized the touch of those long fingers slipping beneath her blouse. Chills rose on her skin as those fingers stroked up over her ribs to the front clasp of her bra. The breasts spilled free and those hands were kneading, rolling her nipples, pulling and twisting the tip.
She moaned, she couldn’t stop herself when he pressed his long body over hers. He whispered in her ear, “Penelope, I love the feel of your beautiful breasts.
For several minutes they stood thus the only movement his hands on her flesh, his breath against her ear…the only sound was the soft mewling from Garcia.
He stepped back and turned her to face him, kissed her mouth and trailed kisses down and up her plump breasts. He sucked the nipple in hard using his teeth to scrape the delicate flesh. She moaned and buried his hands in his hair.
“Reid, OH GOD Reid!”
Those long fingers on one hand plucked and twisted the other nipple, while the other hand slipped down between her legs and slipped those long fingers inside her. His thumb rubbed the bundle of nerves
An orgasm rolled through her and her scream was muffled as he covered her mouth with his own.
“Penelope, you are so beautiful, so soft, and so very desirable.”
His mouth returned to her breast.
“Reid, let me,” she begged him feeling his long erection on her belly, “Let me? I want to.”
“Not now, my lovely. Got to get back to work.”
“Will you come to me tonight?”
“I can’t make any promises, Penelope.” He helped her adjust her clothes and handed her the file she’d dropped when he touched her, “I’ll call you if I can.”
He washed his hands in the little bathroom attached to her computer room. She smiled as she watched him comb his hair just so. He was so fastidious.
He made her feel so feminine, so very beautiful when she knew she was plump and geeky. She didn’t feel guilty. Kevin never said they were exclusive and Kevin loved her for her mind, but Reid made love to her like she was as pretty as JJ or Elle.
Rossi came into the room with a file, “Garcia I need you to pull a seven state. . .Reid?”
Reid grinned and waved a file in the air towards Garcia.”
“Thanks, Reid, for the help,” she took Rossi's file.
“Anytime,” and he winked at her behind Rossi's back.
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Hotch & Elle
Word Count: 292
Rating:NC17
Elle walked into Hotch’s office and closed the door. He barely glanced up from the papers he was working on. Another stack sat waiting on his right.
“Elle?”
She put her hands on her hips and shook her head; his was still buried in his work. She turned and closed his blinds. He looked up when she stood beside him. Hotch pushed his chair back and leaned back to see her face, “Did you need something?”
“I’ve come to give you the old family cure for tension and stress.”
“Elle?”
“Look at the tension in your shoulders.”
“So, you’ve come to give me a massage.”
“Absolutely,” she dropped to her knees between his legs,
Unzipped his pants and removed his cock sucking it into her mouth before he realized her intentions.
His hands went to her hair to pull her away, “Elle, I’m happily married.”
She deep-throated him and hummed, sent her tongue questing for his balls. His hands tightened in her hair instead of pushing and his head fell back onto his chair.
The only noise in the room was the sucking noise Elle’s mouth made as her mouth ran up and down his cock and the occasional soft moan from Hotch. She felt his balls tighten and increased her speed. He held her head tightly, cock lodged deep in her mouth as he came long and hard.
After a few moments groaned as she licked him clean and tucked him away. Without a word she walked to the window and turned the blinds then opened the door.
“Elle?”
“Yes?” she turned to face him.
“Your family always use that technique to relieve stress.”
Elle turned and looked down into the bullpen at JJ and smiled, “Always,” then she was gone.
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Elle & Morgan
Word Count: 206
Rating: R
Elle opened the door to find Morgan there. “What are you doing here?”
He pulled her to him crushing her mouth beneath his and pulling her body tightly against his. His foot kicked the door shut. He lifted her; walking to the couch where he removed all clothes in his way. He entered her easily; she was always ready for him. They came together fast and furiously. Both crying out their release.
Sometime later she in a white terry cloth robe, he fully dressed sat on her deck. She lit a cigarette.
“Why haven’t you called me?”
“Because this is over. I shot a man. He deserved it. Hotch let me resign, but he knew.”
“Elle?”
“I’ve taken a job in Seattle with the ATF. They took me without references because I’m not sure Hotch would give it to me.”
“But Elle?”
“I’ve already sold my house. Made arrangements to move. I’m leaving in two days and I have a lot to do before, so this is good-bye for us.”
Morgan stood took the cigarette and crushed it out. He swooped her into his arms.”
“What are you doing?”
“If this is good-bye, then I intend for you to remember it.
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Team Bonding
Word Count: 138
Rating: PG
The team was on the flight back from St. Paul. Reid, Rossi, Ashley and Prentiss sat facing each other playing cards.
Hotch and Morgan sat in the seats across from them, Morgan his head back eyes closed. Hotch busy writing up his report. Garcia sat behind them typing away on her computer.
“Go Fish,” Emily told Rossi. He drew two cards and frowned, “I could have sworn you had the eights.
“Ashley has them,” Reid spoke up.
“Hey.”
“You’re not supposed to tell, Reid.”
“Sorry.”
Prentiss shivered, “I may never be warm again. St. Paul has to be one of the coldest places we’ve ever been.
“Actually,” Reid began, “International Falls and Duluth both in Minnesota have a mean temperature of 36 degrees Fahrenheit.”
“How do you know that?” Ashley asked, “And do you have any fours.”
I just remember things. Go Fish.”
“Don’t start, Reid,” Rossi warned.
“By the way Rossi, I talked at length with the Police Chief Gregory in St. Paul. He said you two shared a room at the University. Told me lots of stories about the two of you. I could hardly believe them.”
“I was once young, believe it or not.”
“One especially interesting story was about a Panty Raid on a neighboring sorority house.”
“Really?” Prentiss sat up and looked at Rossi with interest. Morgan’s head snapped up and Hotch dropped his pen and the tapping of the computer stopped.
“It was the things guys did back then. Not a big deal.”
Garcia giggled. Rossi frowned.
“Gregory said you almost got expelled.”
Rossi huffed and buried his head in his cards. “Not exactly.”
Hotch’s voice carried across, “Just whose panties were you after, Rossi?”
“My ex-wife’s. I’d done better to stay away. Now Ashley, do you have any eights.”
“No fair.”
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Morgan & Emily
Word Count:598
Rated: R
Emily signed her name to the last report with flourish, “Done and done.”
“Please don’t rub it in, “Morgan groaned, “I’ve still got at least two hours of paperwork from that shooting in Memphis.”
“At least you didn’t kill him. I’m still doing paperwork on that guy in Jackson.”
“We all shot at him. He was looking for suicide by cop, it just happened to be a bullet from your piece that hit his heart. We all had bullets in him.”
The elevator dinged and the rattle of wheels sounded. Emily stood and picked up her coat and dug her purse from the bottom drawer.
The young woman walked toward them with her cart piled high with papers. She paused by each desk dropping stacks into in-boxes.
“Run while you can,” Morgan advised. The young woman stopped beside Emily and smiled tentatively before she laid a three-inch stack in her box.
“Hey,” she smiled dropping another stack in Morgan’s tray.
Morgan nodded and looked back to see Emily hanging up her coat and sitting down to attack the stack. At his raised eyebrow she sighed, “I rather not come in to face this Monday.”
They worked in silence for a while. She jumped when he set a coffee cup on her desk.
“Hmm, thank you.”
She watched him for a couple of minutes as he settled; took a long sip of her coffee, “You see your girl Garcia all gussied up leaving with Kevin for their concert.
He grinned, “She sure was decked out. Kevin may have her body but I’ve got her heart.”
Emily gave an unladylike snort “And a swollen head,” and she went back to work. A while later she asked, “What do you think about Reid and Ashley.”
Morgan choked on his coffee.
“Please, tell me you haven’t seen the way they make calf eyes at each other. They left together tonight; my guess is they are out together right now. I heard him whisper O'Malley's to her.”
“Reid & Ashley, I never. . .I mean. . .really?”
“The great profiler, maybe she sees what a sweet guy he is and after her father, stays away from alpha males,” she laughed.
“Do you think Hotch is okay, ready to start dating.”
“No. I think it will be a long long time.”
“A man has needs. . .”
“Yeah, but he’s not just dealing with grief he’s got a huge dose of guilt thrown in there.”
Morgan shook his head sadly. “And Rossi, any insight on him?”
“NO. He is a loner. I have never heard any rumors about him at all.”
“Probably goes home and is working on another book.”
“That would be my guess.”
“What about the great lover Morgan? What are you doing here on a Friday night?”
“Hotch read me the riot act about my paperwork, so I stay till its done. Hotch’s suggestion.”
She laughed, “You mean command.”
“What about you?”
She sighed, “The men I meet either are intimidated by the badge or interested in the handcuffs.”
Morgan did laugh at that, “I can relate to that.”
“I just bet you can.”
He signed his last page and stood to stretch, “That’s it for me, you wanna call it a night.”
“Yeah, I don’t like being here alone, its creepy quiet.”
He helped her with her coat as they waited by the elevator.
“You wanna go get dinner. We can take my car.”
“We can take two cars; your ego won’t fit into my apartment.”
“So dinner,“ he offered his arm, “Shall we?”
She took it, “But not O'Malley's.”
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l3petitemort for the crimeland Secret ValentinesReid & Elle
Word Count 850
NC-17
Elle insisted Reid come to her house for dinner. Reid mumbled and fussed about but she was persistent and finally he relented. They took her car, since he road the bus usually.
Once home she threw together some seafood pasta and tossed a salad while Reid wandered around the main rooms picking up this item, examining that book and running a finger over the piano keys.
They sat at her dining table and she drew him out. She thought that he was so shy and innocent. She could hardly wait to get him into her bed.
He insisted on doing the dishes after praising her cooking skills.
She excused herself and returned in a sheer black negligee
that brushed the floor. Spencer nearly dropped the glass he was holding when she walked into the room. She strolled to him used one finger to shut his mouth and took his glass with her other. Exactly the reaction she’d wanted.
His voice actually cracked when he said her name, and she smiled as she began unbuttoning his shirt. He moved to stop her and she moved fast to jerk his sweater down his arms trapping them at his side.
“Elle, we hardly know each other.”
“By night’s end we’ll know each other a lot better, Reid.” She finally had his shirt open and sighed at the sight of the thick t-shirt beneath it. She tugged it out of his pants to give her mouth access to his nipples. He moaned for her as she licked and sucked. Her hand were busy with his belt and she had his pants down around his ankles. She sat back to pull down his boxers and gasped, “Well, your body’s not the only long thing about you.
Her mouth suckled each ball before taking his cock in her mouth. Reid divested himself of his shirt and sweater, pulled his t-shirt over his head and grasp her head, setting his own pace in her mouth then forced his cock through the gag reflex down her throat. After several minutes he came hard and held still until she pulled back.
She looked up at him in surprise. “I think maybe we should move this to the bedroom.”
He kicked off his shoes and folded his clothes on her couch before following her into the bedroom. She pushed him back and straddled him, placed his hands on her breasts and arched into them before bending down to kiss him.
Then suddenly everything changed. The shy, innocent kid turned into a talented lover. In one movement he rolled her under him. He pushed her knees up to frame her breasts. Took a long moment to examine between her legs before he pushed his cock fully into her. She gasped in pleasure and surprise, moaning as he drove into her again and again, while bending to suck on her nipples. She just caught herself from screaming when she came and came and came. He pulled out and rubbing the abundance of moisture between her buttocks and penetrated her anus.
She cried out in surprise but both knew his entry was too easy for it not to be a well-traveled path.
They showered later and he took her again and again. By morning light she was exhausted and he was still going. When he finally rolled away she closed her eyes and the alarm sounded. Oh God! Work. She crawled from bed into the shower. She wasn’t surprised that he joined her. He washed her using his long fingers to give her another explosion of pleasure. In turn he pushed her down to take him again (was this four or five times) down her throat. He literally fucked her face holding her still while he moved. She learned he took what he wanted but returned it in pleasure three times over.
She stopped at his apartment and waited in the car while he ran up to change afraid once undressed he’d want her again and she was so sore now. No man had ever outlasted her, no man had ever made her come so many times. She was exhausted.
In the garage he kissed her hard sucking strongly on her tongue and she was wet for him in spite of herself. She reached and stroked his slacks. His hand stopped her. “We’re at work now, but I thank you for a fulfilling night and breakfast. You are delicious.”
She told him she’d be up in a few minutes. But she watched him shuffle away sweater and book bag. He looked more like a teacher’s assistant than a member of an elite FBI team. Then again he looked shy and innocent until you kissed him, too.
She managed to drag herself upstairs to her desk. Morgan looked at her strangely, “Had a big night last night, Elle?”
He’d spent nights with her himself. He knew the signs.
“Shut up, Morgan.”
“Fine, I’ll go talk with Reid. At least he is in a good mood and rested. But then he’s Reid. What does he do read, study and sleep.”
Elle closed her eyes. If Morgan only knew.
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Reid & JJ
Word Count:380
Rating: R
The team was in Tallahassee, Florida working a sniper case. The sniper was shooting women in the city’s parks at night.
Today they were walking the perimeter of the small park they’d narrowed down to, after Reid discovered a pattern hidden in the names of the parks.
It was hot so Reid sat down for a moment on a park bench and just studied his surroundings.
“Water?” JJ handed him a bottle.
“Thanks, I was checking out the people walking around, I think he will strike tonight and I think he’s going to come to the park today to scope out where he is going to. . .”
JJ brushed her fingers over his hand on the bench. He moved where his body blocked the view of his hand as he turned hers over and stroked her palm.
She shivered and sighed. “Will you come to my room tonight.”
“Aren’t you sharing with Elle?”
“We don’t mind sharing, if you don’t.”
“Will you make love to each other for me first?”
“Whatever you want.”
“We have this stake-out tonight.”
“Afterwards?”
“We’ll see how it goes, if we wrap it up Hotch may want to fly back to D.C. tonight.”
“Reid, come look at this grid with me again,” Hotch called never looking up from the paper spread out over the trunk of a police car.
Reid squeezed JJ's hand and stood.
“Reid?”
“I’ll see how it goes.”
JJ sighed. The other men on their team would be shocked to discover just what a lady’s man Reid was and what a magnificent lover. . .so thorough, so very sensuous.
They’d also be shocked to know all the women of their team were having a sexual relationship with the smartest, quietest, gentlest member of their team. His body was deceptive, long and lanky. . .but what that mouth, those long, long fingers and long thick cock could do when they belonged to a master--she shivered and went to seek out Elle.
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Gideon & Elle
Word count:200
Rating: R
Gideon finished the dressing for the salad and snapped the lid on the container. He opened the lid on the pan and spooned sauce over the chicken and squeezed a bit more lime juice over both split breasts.
The bell dinged as a beam was broken down the long entrance of his driveway. He stepped toward the monitor and seeing Elle’s car at the gate pushed the button.
The candles were lit and a pitcher of her favorite dry martinis sat between two martini glasses, three olives for Elle.
Their lips met and lingered before he stepped back to let her in.
She took his arm obviously comfortable in his personal space. She accepted the glass slid onto the bar stool and faced him, “Something smells delicious.”
“Sometimes I think you drive all the way out here just so I can feed you.”
Elle emptied her glass and stood moving to run a hand up the inside of his thigh, “Can dinner wait?”
“It has about thirty minutes.”
She walked to his bedroom door, unbuttoning her blouse, “Then we’d better hurry, come along, Gideon. Let me prove to you I want you more for your talent in the bedroom than your chef skills in the kitchen.”
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Elle & JJ
Word Count:312
Rating: NC-17
Elle heard the shower running as she entered the apartment. It had been a long, rough case in Minnesota. Since she had fired her gun she had to remain longer at the office filling out all the damn forms.
Her shoes were kicked off and a trail of clothing led from the front door to the bathroom.
JJ felt a cold gust of air, heard the slight splash as feet entered the shower and closed her eyes in anticipation. She wasn’t kept waiting long as hands circled under her arms zoning in on her nipples.
JJ leaned back feeling the beaded tips of Elle’s breasts against her back and moaned softly as Elle tugged and twisted each hardened wet tip.
She turned to face her and reached for Elle’s nipples but Elle evaded her hands pulling their bodies together belly to belly and breast to breast. Their lips met and devoured. JJ broke the kiss gasping for air when Elle’s fingers entered her. Elle kissed her neck over her collarbone to suckle each nipple in turn.
She continued down the scented wet body to the ring in JJ’s navel. She lingered there moving her fingers, JJ’s body moving in time with her, her own hands reaching down to squeeze Elle’s breasts. Elle moved to her knees in the shower her mouth taking the place of her fingers.
“God! That’s so good,” JJ gasped her hands braced against the shower stall walls one foot on the edge of the tub to give Elle's wicked tongue more room to work its magic.
Elle’s tongue delved and stroked beneath the pounding water. She sucked JJ's clit hard as her tongue stroked until she made JJ scream.
Elle shooed her from the shower while she soaped and rinsed. She dried her hair and lifted her over-sized tee from the back of the door and walked into the bedroom where JJ was already in bed.
“You won’t need that,” JJ whispered her voice thick with desire.
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Reid & Garcia
Word Count:478
Rating NC-17
Garcia reached over the boxes in the storage room to the files cabinet beyond them and maneuvered herself up on her tiptoes to open the top drawer. Short as she was she stretched as far as she could reach only using her belly to support herself?
She didn’t hear the door open and shut or the snick of the lock but she recognized his scent before he touched her; recognized the touch of those long fingers slipping beneath her blouse. Chills rose on her skin as those fingers stroked up over her ribs to the front clasp of her bra. The breasts spilled free and those hands were kneading, rolling her nipples, pulling and twisting the tip.
She moaned, she couldn’t stop herself when he pressed his long body over hers. He whispered in her ear, “Penelope, I love the feel of your beautiful breasts.
For several minutes they stood thus the only movement his hands on her flesh, his breath against her ear…the only sound was the soft mewling from Garcia.
He stepped back and turned her to face him, kissed her mouth and trailed kisses down and up her plump breasts. He sucked the nipple in hard using his teeth to scrape the delicate flesh. She moaned and buried his hands in his hair.
“Reid, OH GOD Reid!”
Those long fingers on one hand plucked and twisted the other nipple, while the other hand slipped down between her legs and slipped those long fingers inside her. His thumb rubbed the bundle of nerves
An orgasm rolled through her and her scream was muffled as he covered her mouth with his own.
“Penelope, you are so beautiful, so soft, and so very desirable.”
His mouth returned to her breast.
“Reid, let me,” she begged him feeling his long erection on her belly, “Let me? I want to.”
“Not now, my lovely. Got to get back to work.”
“Will you come to me tonight?”
“I can’t make any promises, Penelope.” He helped her adjust her clothes and handed her the file she’d dropped when he touched her, “I’ll call you if I can.”
He washed his hands in the little bathroom attached to her computer room. She smiled as she watched him comb his hair just so. He was so fastidious.
He made her feel so feminine, so very beautiful when she knew she was plump and geeky. She didn’t feel guilty. Kevin never said they were exclusive and Kevin loved her for her mind, but Reid made love to her like she was as pretty as JJ or Elle.
Rossi came into the room with a file, “Garcia I need you to pull a seven state. . .Reid?”
Reid grinned and waved a file in the air towards Garcia.”
“Thanks, Reid, for the help,” she took Rossi's file.
“Anytime,” and he winked at her behind Rossi's back.
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Hotch & Elle
Word Count: 292
Rating:NC17
Elle walked into Hotch’s office and closed the door. He barely glanced up from the papers he was working on. Another stack sat waiting on his right.
“Elle?”
She put her hands on her hips and shook her head; his was still buried in his work. She turned and closed his blinds. He looked up when she stood beside him. Hotch pushed his chair back and leaned back to see her face, “Did you need something?”
“I’ve come to give you the old family cure for tension and stress.”
“Elle?”
“Look at the tension in your shoulders.”
“So, you’ve come to give me a massage.”
“Absolutely,” she dropped to her knees between his legs,
Unzipped his pants and removed his cock sucking it into her mouth before he realized her intentions.
His hands went to her hair to pull her away, “Elle, I’m happily married.”
She deep-throated him and hummed, sent her tongue questing for his balls. His hands tightened in her hair instead of pushing and his head fell back onto his chair.
The only noise in the room was the sucking noise Elle’s mouth made as her mouth ran up and down his cock and the occasional soft moan from Hotch. She felt his balls tighten and increased her speed. He held her head tightly, cock lodged deep in her mouth as he came long and hard.
After a few moments groaned as she licked him clean and tucked him away. Without a word she walked to the window and turned the blinds then opened the door.
“Elle?”
“Yes?” she turned to face him.
“Your family always use that technique to relieve stress.”
Elle turned and looked down into the bullpen at JJ and smiled, “Always,” then she was gone.
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Elle & Morgan
Word Count: 206
Rating: R
Elle opened the door to find Morgan there. “What are you doing here?”
He pulled her to him crushing her mouth beneath his and pulling her body tightly against his. His foot kicked the door shut. He lifted her; walking to the couch where he removed all clothes in his way. He entered her easily; she was always ready for him. They came together fast and furiously. Both crying out their release.
Sometime later she in a white terry cloth robe, he fully dressed sat on her deck. She lit a cigarette.
“Why haven’t you called me?”
“Because this is over. I shot a man. He deserved it. Hotch let me resign, but he knew.”
“Elle?”
“I’ve taken a job in Seattle with the ATF. They took me without references because I’m not sure Hotch would give it to me.”
“But Elle?”
“I’ve already sold my house. Made arrangements to move. I’m leaving in two days and I have a lot to do before, so this is good-bye for us.”
Morgan stood took the cigarette and crushed it out. He swooped her into his arms.”
“What are you doing?”
“If this is good-bye, then I intend for you to remember it.
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Team Bonding
Word Count: 138
Rating: PG
The team was on the flight back from St. Paul. Reid, Rossi, Ashley and Prentiss sat facing each other playing cards.
Hotch and Morgan sat in the seats across from them, Morgan his head back eyes closed. Hotch busy writing up his report. Garcia sat behind them typing away on her computer.
“Go Fish,” Emily told Rossi. He drew two cards and frowned, “I could have sworn you had the eights.
“Ashley has them,” Reid spoke up.
“Hey.”
“You’re not supposed to tell, Reid.”
“Sorry.”
Prentiss shivered, “I may never be warm again. St. Paul has to be one of the coldest places we’ve ever been.
“Actually,” Reid began, “International Falls and Duluth both in Minnesota have a mean temperature of 36 degrees Fahrenheit.”
“How do you know that?” Ashley asked, “And do you have any fours.”
I just remember things. Go Fish.”
“Don’t start, Reid,” Rossi warned.
“By the way Rossi, I talked at length with the Police Chief Gregory in St. Paul. He said you two shared a room at the University. Told me lots of stories about the two of you. I could hardly believe them.”
“I was once young, believe it or not.”
“One especially interesting story was about a Panty Raid on a neighboring sorority house.”
“Really?” Prentiss sat up and looked at Rossi with interest. Morgan’s head snapped up and Hotch dropped his pen and the tapping of the computer stopped.
“It was the things guys did back then. Not a big deal.”
Garcia giggled. Rossi frowned.
“Gregory said you almost got expelled.”
Rossi huffed and buried his head in his cards. “Not exactly.”
Hotch’s voice carried across, “Just whose panties were you after, Rossi?”
“My ex-wife’s. I’d done better to stay away. Now Ashley, do you have any eights.”
“No fair.”
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Morgan & Emily
Word Count:598
Rated: R
Emily signed her name to the last report with flourish, “Done and done.”
“Please don’t rub it in, “Morgan groaned, “I’ve still got at least two hours of paperwork from that shooting in Memphis.”
“At least you didn’t kill him. I’m still doing paperwork on that guy in Jackson.”
“We all shot at him. He was looking for suicide by cop, it just happened to be a bullet from your piece that hit his heart. We all had bullets in him.”
The elevator dinged and the rattle of wheels sounded. Emily stood and picked up her coat and dug her purse from the bottom drawer.
The young woman walked toward them with her cart piled high with papers. She paused by each desk dropping stacks into in-boxes.
“Run while you can,” Morgan advised. The young woman stopped beside Emily and smiled tentatively before she laid a three-inch stack in her box.
“Hey,” she smiled dropping another stack in Morgan’s tray.
Morgan nodded and looked back to see Emily hanging up her coat and sitting down to attack the stack. At his raised eyebrow she sighed, “I rather not come in to face this Monday.”
They worked in silence for a while. She jumped when he set a coffee cup on her desk.
“Hmm, thank you.”
She watched him for a couple of minutes as he settled; took a long sip of her coffee, “You see your girl Garcia all gussied up leaving with Kevin for their concert.
He grinned, “She sure was decked out. Kevin may have her body but I’ve got her heart.”
Emily gave an unladylike snort “And a swollen head,” and she went back to work. A while later she asked, “What do you think about Reid and Ashley.”
Morgan choked on his coffee.
“Please, tell me you haven’t seen the way they make calf eyes at each other. They left together tonight; my guess is they are out together right now. I heard him whisper O'Malley's to her.”
“Reid & Ashley, I never. . .I mean. . .really?”
“The great profiler, maybe she sees what a sweet guy he is and after her father, stays away from alpha males,” she laughed.
“Do you think Hotch is okay, ready to start dating.”
“No. I think it will be a long long time.”
“A man has needs. . .”
“Yeah, but he’s not just dealing with grief he’s got a huge dose of guilt thrown in there.”
Morgan shook his head sadly. “And Rossi, any insight on him?”
“NO. He is a loner. I have never heard any rumors about him at all.”
“Probably goes home and is working on another book.”
“That would be my guess.”
“What about the great lover Morgan? What are you doing here on a Friday night?”
“Hotch read me the riot act about my paperwork, so I stay till its done. Hotch’s suggestion.”
She laughed, “You mean command.”
“What about you?”
She sighed, “The men I meet either are intimidated by the badge or interested in the handcuffs.”
Morgan did laugh at that, “I can relate to that.”
“I just bet you can.”
He signed his last page and stood to stretch, “That’s it for me, you wanna call it a night.”
“Yeah, I don’t like being here alone, its creepy quiet.”
He helped her with her coat as they waited by the elevator.
“You wanna go get dinner. We can take my car.”
“We can take two cars; your ego won’t fit into my apartment.”
“So dinner,“ he offered his arm, “Shall we?”
She took it, “But not O'Malley's.”
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Date: 2011-02-13 12:03 am (UTC)These were all such great reads! The team bonding one made me laugh, haha, and your Prentiss is just perfect. And you even gave me a Gideon/Elle! That was such a lovely surprise ♥ AND ELLE/JJ OMG! And Reid as a ladies' man... hahaha. Good stuff :)
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Thank you so much :D
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