Criminal Minds FanFiction

So, you’ve replaced Reid and me as her football buddy, huh? Can’t say I’m disappointed, you two have been eye shagging each other for months.”

You shake your head. “It’ll never happen. Not between us.”

“Why?”

“Simple. She’s straight. I’m decidedly not. It’s something I’ve come to terms with.” You go back to the paperwork on your desk and you hear him chuckle. You look up sharply and he averts his gaze, unable to hide the grin. “Something you care to share with me, Agent Morgan?”

Chuckling, Morgan looks at you and you resist the urge to smack the grin off his face. Do you remember her birthday, when you both were drunk?

Sighing, you remember back to that night. It was JJ’s 28th birthday, and you two were decidedly drunk. It was after the bar closed and she leaned over and said in your ear, “I love you, you know?” You looked her, in shock, and she leaned up and whispered, “I’ve been in love with you since the day you walked into the BAU.” She leaned up and brushed her lips across yours and whispered in your ear “Don’t let this end.”

(Witchytara25)

“You have two choices. You can either tell her or you can just walk away and let her be unhappy in the long run with Will. The choice is yours.”

You should have been surprised, but you weren’t. If anyone could figure you out it was Derek Morgan. Your partner. The person who had your back and you had his. The one person who could see through your walls, call you on your bullshit and still flash you a smile when it was all over.

“I can’t, Derek. She deserves to be with the father of her child. Not with someone like me.”

“Have you ever stopped and asked yourself what she wants? Maybe Will isn’t what she wants. Maybe it’s what she’s settling for because she thinks she can’t have what she wants.”

You don’t say anything for a moment and he lets you sit there, thinking that over. “It’s too late. She’s pregnant, she’s with Will and that’s the way it has to be.”

You watched through the years as she gave birth to Henry, broke her engagement to Will and somehow became a strong single mother who had a good relationship with Will. Still, you never made a move, because you wouldn’t risk losing her friendship.

(Witchytara25)

 ”What kind of guy sleeps in the middle of the day while in the presence of a great woman like you? Don’t get me wrong though, I’m not trying to judge him and it isn’t like I’m jealous or anything like that. It’s just that if I were—”

“Derek,” she cut in and positioned the cat in his line of sight. “This here is Sergio.”

“What…” was all that he could utter.

Emily held the cat a bit closer to him. “Sergio is my cat.”

And Derek Morgan had never felt more stupid in his entire life.

“Oh, he’s… your cat.” He repeated her words with a nervous chuckle. “I knew that.”

(IncognitoGirl1993)

“So,” Emily paused to lay a kiss in the hollow of JJ’s throat. “I hear,” she placed another kiss where her neck and shoulder met, “showering with someone,” another kiss was dropped below her right ear, “isn’t always a good idea?”

JJ struggled to think straight when she felt Emily’s warm breath by her ear, “Hmm?”

“A better idea beforehand?” Emily whispered, nipping at JJ’s earlobe.

“That so?” JJ’s darkened eyes met with Emily’s.

“Mmm…so I hear,” Emily punctuated each word with a suggestive kiss. “Something about,” Emily began to walk towards the shower, moving JJ with her, “a point,” she nipped JJ’s lower lip, “coming…” she drew out the word, her lips millimeters away from JJ’s, “when a girl,” her fingers skimmed down JJ’s side, coming to land on her hips, “just has to,” her lips found JJ’s pulse point in her neck, “wash her hair,” she sucked lightly on the sensitive skin over her pounding artery, enjoying the reaction she was getting, “alone,” she nudged JJ under the steaming shower spray.

JJ stood their dazed for a moment as she licked her suddenly dry lips. She snapped to attention when she saw Emily begin to turn away.

“Where are you going?”

“Giving you some alone time…” Emily’s sly smile betrayed her innocent tone.

“Prentiss…” JJ growled, flicking water at her.

“What?” Emily smirked.

(Madam Mare)

She looks amazing in her white dress. The lace corset bodice clings to her perfectly and the train of the dress trails elegantly behind her as she walks down the aisle. Her hair falls in loose curls around her shoulders. She has diamond studs in her ears, and the platinum necklace around her neck has rows of diamonds, dipping into a v in the center.

Something borrowed may turn into something stolen, she teased me when I gave it to her.

Something already was stolen. My heart, but of course I didn’t tell her that…I couldn’t. Not when she was gushing over her engagement ring and making plans to pick out a wedding dress and finding the perfect maid of honor dress for me.

So I did what I always did. Packed my feelings up into a little box and stored it away, trying to forget about it. I jokingly reminded her that I knew where she lived, but truthfully I wouldn’t care if she kept the necklace. It’s not like I’d ever need it for anything.

(Madam Mare)

Girl you know I-I-I…Don’t need candles or cake…just need your body to make….birthday sex…birthday sex…

She quickly chased the Blackberry down, scooped it up and pushed wildly at the keypad to stop the ringtone. Her mission achieved, she straightened her shoulders, her back still to the team. “As I was saying, I will be in my office if you need me,” she mumbled before stalking off.

Garcia giggled at the blondes hasty retreat, but quickly stopped when Derek shot her a look.

“Hey isn’t it Emily’s birthday today?” Reid broke the silence as he slid his binder to Hotch a clueless expression on his face as he looked around the room at the grinning profilers.

“Really kid?” Morgan raised his eyebrows before making a hasty retreat.

“What?” Reid scrunched his face up.

Garcia patted the back of his hand affectionately before she too left the conference room.

“Did I miss something?” he turned to Rossi.

“Oh no!”

 (Madam Mare)

“So,” Rossi nudged Emily and then looked pointedly at JJ, “should I be giving Garcia a call at some point today?”

“Um, you might want to,” Emily admitted.

“And might I want to make sure the call is on speaker?”

“That might be a good idea,” JJ hedged.

“And might I assume that it would be beneficial for Hotch to be in earshot?” he questioned with a straight face.

“That would be a good assumption,” nodded Emily.

(Madam Mare)

“Damn, Jen.”

JJ kisses her. “I had planned to introduce this in the bedroom. But this was so fucking much hotter.”

Emily nuzzles her neck. “Hell yeah it was. But, uh, if you’re set on the bed I won’t argue.”

JJ smiles and steps back. She takes Emily’s hand and draws her into their bedroom.

“Lay down, baby. I want to see your face as I make love to you.”

Emily crawls onto the bed, smiling as JJ kneels between her legs. “I love you, Jennifer Prentiss.”

“I love you, too, Emily Prentiss.”

For the next couple of hours, they spend their time making love both with and without the strap on. By the time they finally give in to exhaustion they have worked out a lot of their fears.

(ARtheBard)

(via phantas-mag0rical)

“Oh, baby. Damn, Jen…that was…was…wow.”

JJ smiles and shifts so she lies beside her wife, her hand caressing Emily’s stomach. “Yeah, it was. Thank you for trusting me to do that, Emily. No one ever has before.”

Emily turns and looks at her wife, moving a stray lock of hair from in front of gorgeous cobalt eyes. “Really? You’ve never…with anyone?”

“No, baby.” She blushes. “I was always the receiver, never the quarterback.”

Emily grins. “Why must you ruin amazing sex with football analogies?”

(ARtheBard)

“Oh my God” JJ sputtered out, “Em, you look…”

Emily whirled around giving JJ a serious stare, “Don’t say it. Don’t even think it.”

“Amazing” JJ finished out, “My God the men will…”

“Pounce on me like a hungry gazelle” Emily finished sighing, “I wish this didn’t have to be me that did this…”

JJ rubbed her forehead, she could see Emily’s point. If she were the one going undercover as a stripper, in an outfit that barely covered her girls, she’d be eyeing the nearest window to escape out of too.

“Sorry” JJ said remorsefully, “I know this sucks that you have to do this, but hey at least you got the body for it.”

Emily eyed the blonde, “But you’re the right age range for this… Why did you have to go and get knocked up again?”

JJ shrugged, “Talk to my last viable sperm donor. These mood swings I’m feeling now? I wouldn’t make a very good stripper. I’d probably kick the guys in the face the second they waved the dollar bills in my face…”

“Don’t give me ideas, will you?” Emily muttered “Remind me to kick Will in his sacred baby making area. This shouldn’t be me doing this. I’m far too old…”

“Em, you’re not old, you’re a hot piece of…”

(greengirl82)