Why does “falling in love” have pretty much exclusively romantic connotations it’s such a good phrase. I’ve fallen in love with every single one of my friends
While I know you don't probably know this off the top of your head, but do you know the episodes where Emily interacts with kids???
You severely underestimate me and my knowledge of this show. Off the top of my head, I think these will suit your request:
03x02 In Name and Blood
03x04 Children of the Dark
03x05 Seven Seconds
04x03 Minimal Loss
04x07 Memoriam (her fussing over JJ going into labour)
04x11 Normal (Fussing over baby Henry at the end)
05x13 Risky Business
05x16 Mosley Lane
06x09 Into the Woods
06x18 Lauren
07x05 From Childhood's Hour
07x16 Foundation
For S12+ I don't know immediately. But hopefully the above will help ya!
blindfolded impact play where you can't see where your top is, but you know they're stalking around the room deciding how to play with you next. gasping when they drag ice down your chest, or land a short smack on your ass. blindfolded wax play, and you can't anticipate where they'll drip it next. maybe you're a little bit high. blindfolded impact play.
I love the idea of touching my partner in many different ways, but honestly? 95% of the time, I just want to be their neediest pillow princess, laying there to gasp, whine, cry out and scratch their back while they use me in whichever way they desire, knowing that opening myself up in such ways is a shown of my vulnerability and trust in them. And it gives them immense pleasure to take care of me.
thinking about service tops how desperate they are to bring their partner pleasure and how that in itself gives them pleasure, every little moan and whimper they elicit from you turns them on more and they take it as challenge to hear it over and over again, it’s so hot how badly they wanna make another person feel good, god i love service tops 🩷
Summary: You and your coworker Emily finally give in to the tension between you two after teasing from Derek and Penelope, and promises of breaking records of your ongoing timed flustering game.
After a case you and your team had taken two weeks to solve, the idea of going back to Quantico was heavenly. Though you and your coworkers still had a bit of paperwork to complete before you could all go home, knowing you'd be going home to your own beds soon pulled you through it.
Throughout the time spent on the case, yours and Emily's insistent bickering and remarks had been the source of entertainment. Though one moment still lingered on your mind, you tried to push it away as you typed eagerly away at your computer.
"I could get used to you being under me, Y/L/N." Emily had smirked after the two of you had been knocked to the ground, Prentiss landing on top of you. You had blinked up at her as Hotch had shouted for the team to get back to their feet, keeping his gun aimed as he trudged forward whilst you and Emily came to a stance, following in suit. Your eyes were trained on the back of her as her words repeated over and over.
"You alive over there?" Derek's voice brought you out of your memory as you blinked three times in a row, twisting your head to look his way. Emily's eyes were on you, too, and for some unexplainable reason, your heart had jumped when you made eye contact. You had absolutely no reason why you were suddenly feeling this way. Sure, you had flirted with her in the past, much like you had with Derek, or even Penelope, but something had changed, and you knew it.
"Am I crazy or is she blushing right now?" Prentiss grinned, exchanging looks with Morgan to the left of her. "Crazy is too nice of a word to describe you, Prentiss." You retorted, though you had tried to hide the fact that you had no idea your flustered state had been showing. "What's got you blushing doll face?" Derek inquired, propping his elbow up on his desk as Emily tilted her head from where she stood, an eyebrow quirking in intrigue.
"I'm not blushing." You stated, trying to sound as convincing as possible. "Liar. You look like a tomato." The raven-haired woman laughed, her tongue running across her bottom lip. She watched as your eyes followed the motion, her smile only growing wider from it. "She looks like how she did when you called her baby that one time." Morgan instigated, leaning forward. "Oh yeah, she liked that, didn't you?" Emily smirked, raising her eyebrows at your flushed face.
"I hate both of you." You rolled your eyes, turning away from them to hide a smile as your cheeks reddened. "Awe you guys are flirting without me?" Penelope sighed as she walked in, her bright red hair resting elegantly on her shoulders, contrasting to the bright yellow shirt she wore. She hands you a donut before proceeding to give the other two to the others. "Oh, we only just started baby girl. Prentiss already has Y/L/N flustered- it only took five minutes this time."
"New record! Impressive, Emily." Garcia smiled, halting at the raven haired woman's side as you turned back around to face them. "You know, Hotch will never let us go home if you keep teasing me."
"Oh come on, I like seeing you blush because of me." Emily remarked, doing that lip bite thing she always does. "Are you trying to flirt with me Em?"
"Yes. Is it working?"
You shrug in response as you bite down on your donut, placing it down as you noted the glaze still on Emily's bottom lip after she had taken a bite of hers, sitting down on Derek's desktop, her legs manspread as usual (another thing that you couldn't help but notice). Her eyes met yours as a mischievous grin slithered across your face; two could play at the flustering game. You came to a stance, stopping right between her legs. Her eyebrow quirked as your hand reached up, thumb running across her bottom lip to remove the glaze.
But as you slipped your thumb into your mouth, keeping your eyes on hers the whole time, her mouth opened just the smallest bit, eyes falling to your lips as you pulled your thumb out. "You just had a little thing there." You smiled innocently, patting her knees with your hands before reaching behind her, grabbing a manila folder, grinning once more at her before retreating off to Hotch's office. You could hear her clear her throat as the other two laughed in bafflement.
When you returned only five minutes later, announcing you were able to go home now that you completed your work, you noted the slightest bit of blush on Emily's pale cheeks. "Looks like my mouth does a better job of teasing you than my words do." You smirked, watching as both Derek's and Emily's eyebrows raise quickly, Penelope biting a smile back. "You sure about that?" Prentiss managed to question, though her heart had been beating quickly from the vision she had in her mind.
"Oh, I'm positive."
"Can you both just make out already or something and stop teasing each other all the time!" Garcia squealed, realizing her words came out a lot louder than intended as she noticed heads turn. "Balls in Prentiss's court." You started, tugging your bag over your shoulder as you shut off your computer and filed everything into place neatly. "See you guys Monday." You finished, sending a wink their way as you whipped around, heading to the elevator.
Emily remained speechless from where she sat, noticed quickly by the other two. "Looks like Y/L/N broke her record, too." Morgan remarked with an exchanged smile to the redhead beside him, patting the brunette on the shoulder. "So... you gonna hurry up and finish your work so you can make your move or...?" Penelope questioned, gaining the other woman's attention. She had caught on a long time ago that the raven-haired girl had harbored more than platonic feelings for you, but kept it her little secret. Emily came to a stance, straightening her black button up as she nodded. "I'm going to make it under a five-minute record."
"And how exactly are you going to accomplish that?" Derek inquired, watching as a knowing grin grew on her face. "I'm afraid that's classified, Morgan." She replied, walking away from the two who exchanged raised eyebrows, eager for Monday to come to hear from the two girls.
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Four knocks from your front door startled you out of your sleepy state as you looked to your clock, noting the time had been nearly one in the morning. You came to a stance, shutting off the TV you had been drifting off to in the past hour since you'd been home before making your way to the unknown visitor.
You were surprised to see Emily through the peephole of your apartment door, but quick to unlock the door, meeting her face to face. "Uh, everything okay Prentiss?" You grumbled, attempting to fixate your tired eyes as they landed on her lips that were tugged between her teeth.
"I can't do it anymore." She uttered, her mouth falling agape.
"Do what?"
"Act like the teasing and flirting is a joke or just for fun." She stated, noting that you were confused and unsure of what she meant. "I'm not flirting with you because I feel like it. I'm flirting with you because I want you, and if that's uncomfortable to hear I apologize. But it's killing me to pretend that the things I say aren't what I'm thinking or feeling."
Your mouth laid agape upon hearing what she had just admitted, your heart beginning to beat as you watched her tongue glide across her bottom lip again. Those perfectly shaped lips, designed by the gods themselves. "And I love when you do that, every time." She whispered, always knowing you were watching that simple action. "Please say something."
You had only recently noticed the change in the way you looked at her or thought about her, usually shaking it off as you deemed it odd, but the more those thoughts occurred, the greater your feelings had grown in the past month. You'd be lying if you said you didn't feel the same way she did. Your eyes met her brown ones that poured into yours with so much emotion; so much wanting. "As often as I say I hate you, I don't; I want you more than I'd like to admit, and that damn tongue thing you do drives me crazy." You replied, swallowing hard as a smirk made its way across her lips. "So... you wouldn't pull a gun on me if I kissed you, right?" She inquired, taking a step towards you.
"Mm... I still haven't decided." You responded before reaching for her hand, tugging her forward, and crashing your lips onto hers. She was quick to kiss back, holding the back of your head as her other hand slithered around your waist, bunching your t-shirt in her palm. Your lips remained moving in harmonious motion as you pulled her into your apartment; she followed your lead, shutting the door behind her.
The kiss became more heated and passionate as your tongues fought for dominance, her hands tugging at the hem of your shirt, nonverbally asking for permission. You nodded before pulling back from the kiss, allowing her to pull the shirt over your head, leaving your chest exposed. Her eyes dropped to your breasts, biting down on her bottom lip at the sight. When her eyes returned to yours, they were filled with lustful yearning.
Those eyes ignited something within you, matching her yearning equally. You pecked her lips before grasping her wrist, uttering: "Bedroom." She nodded quickly, following your lead into the next room after you locked your door. The two of you were quickly on top of the bed, tongues slipping into each other's mouths before hers trailed down your neck, and to your bare chest. There, she cupped your right breast as her tongue circled around the nipple of the other, sending your head lolling back. She paid such close attention to how you reacted, mentally noting what made you feel good; right now, that's all she wanted to do.
She swapped movements to alternate what she had done previously, swirling her tongue on your right nipple this time, and hand massaging your left. Your hands tugged at the buttons of her button up shirt, which you knew she had been wearing at work. As soon as she had left, she had come straight to you, wasting no time.
Pulling away from you, she helped you unbutton each one before tossing the shirt to the side, leaving her in a black lace bra. Your hands were unclipping it in an instant, tossing it aside as you admired how pretty her tits sat. "You're so beautiful, Em." You whispered, sounding as if you were out of breath. Her right hand met your chin, directing you to look into her eyes. "Mm, so are you pretty girl." She smirked, watching as you bit back a smile. "Remember when I said I could get used to being on top of you?"
"How could I forget?"
A mischievous smile made its way on her face as she moved to straddle you, slowly laying you down by holding you by your arms. "I meant it." She added, planting kisses on your stomach as her fingers toyed with the hem of your shorts, tugging them down as she planted more kisses down your legs, making you slightly squirm. "Before I take these off, I want to make sure you want to do this." Emily stated, fingers hooked around your panties at your hips. You nodded eagerly, earning a tilt of her head. "Words, baby."
Butterflies swirled in your stomach at those two words; "Yes. I want you, I want to do this."
"Good girl." With that, she was grasping your underwear by your hips, shimmying them down and off, adding them to the pile of clothes on the floor. Her hands grabbed the back of your knees, pushing your legs up for you to hold them. You complied, watching as she lowered herself to your cunt.
With one kiss to each side of your folds, she licked a long stripe up your slick, eyes remaining on yours as she watched your eyes roll back. A smirk made its way on her face as she continued to do this, swirling her tongue around your clit before sucking it between her lips, beginning to pick up the pace as she slid a digit inside of you. "Fuck Prentiss-" You whimpered, keeping a grip on your legs as she slithered an arm around your left leg, taking your left hand in her right one. Her fingers pumped in and out as she curled them, observing what made you react the most to learn what you like. "Just like that." You moaned, squeezing her hand as her eyes answered for her. She was unbelievably good at this, no doubt very experienced from the way her tongue moved as if it knew exactly what to do.
It wasn't long before that pressure built within your core, releasing as you climaxed. "I think my mouth does a better job at teasing than yours, Y/L/N." She quirked, getting to her knees as she hovered over you, intertwining her lips with yours. The taste of you on her lips only made your desire to reciprocate pleasure greater; you were on your knees alongside her before breaking apart to tug at the loops of her black jeans. "I want these off." You ordered, receiving an eager nod from Emily. You sucked on the skin of her neck as you removed her underwear, making sure to leave a visible spot to show she wasn't the only one winning this time.
You teased her by planting kisses up and down her thighs that were spread just for you. "Quit being a tease, Y/N."
"What's s'matter love? Thought you liked it."
"Oh, I do, but not when you're looking this hot and about to eat me out."
"Just say please."
"Please."
"Mm, not convincing enough." You drawled, kissing the inside of her right thigh as your fingers ghosted over her cunt, making her squirm for touch.
"Please baby." She whimpered, watching as you smirked before meeting her clit, working away in satisfaction. She had always been the dom in these situations, but something about the way you made her beg for it sent butterflies throughout her stomach; just like your tongue was doing to her now.
You too were experienced and no stranger to pleasing women, so this was light work. Two of your fingers entered her as you mimicked her own movements prior, curling as they pumped at that spongey spot. "Fuck-" She grunted, chest rising and falling quickly as your tongue affectionately swirled and sucked on her clit, licking up and down her slick attentively. The taste of her was good enough, but watching her actually lose control beneath you was satisfying. Her climax began to build as you picked up the pace, watching as those dark lustful eyes remained trained on yours, and her reddened lips laid agape from the pleasure she was feeling.
Her head lolled to the side as you flicked your tongue on her sensitive nub repeatedly, sending her over the edge. Her moans were like music to your ears as you licked up her folds a couple more times, taking her cum into your mouth. You came to your knees before her laid figure, sticking your digits in your mouth to clean off her juices. "God you drive me crazy." She whimpered as she watched your motions, licking her bottom lip before tugging it between her teeth. "Crazy's too nice of a word." You reminded with a small grin, kissing her lovingly.
She remained at your place that night, and the night after; having spent the whole weekend with you. Returning to work Monday, you two kept up your bickering as a front, though the hickeys on Emily's neck hadn't gone unnoticed by Derek and Penelope, nor the other team members. You just smirked to yourself as she shook your head at you, as if to say, 'I'm getting you back.'
And she would, because your guys' game was far from over.
i need everyone to stop shipping emily prentiss with men wtf do you mean her and bailey were perfect for each other the only person emily prentiss is perfect for is another woman
When they find out you have a Tumblr and what you use it for so they make you lie in bed next to them while they go through all your dirty posts and likes. Of course, you won’t be allowed to justify or explain yourself so they gag you and tie your hands behind your back. All you can do is lie there completely humiliated as they make sure you can’t see exactly what they’re looking at and say things like “Oh that’s the sort of thing you’re into?” “Fuck you’re such a disgusting little slut” and “Maybe I’ll have to give that one a try later” Every once in a while reaching over with one hand to play with your chest to keep themself entertained with your little muffled moans and gasps.
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