Walking into Unit Chief Emily Prentiss’s office, thoughts swirl in my mind at why she would call this meeting between the two of us. “Agent Y/L/N, thank you for coming. Go ahead and shut the door behind you,” Prentiss says, all without looking up from her desk. Panic consumes me, now positive that she’s going to yell at me for the paperwork I turned in earlier this morning.
“Unit Chief Prentiss, what can I do for you?” I ask hesitantly.
“I wanted to ask you some questions,” she replies, finally looking up at me. I swear for a moment that she looks me up and down, licking her lips afterwards. I panic even more, unsure of what is about to happen. “I’ve noticed some of your behavior and I thought we might have a little chat about that.” Instantly, I start to over-analyze all of my actions in the past week, trying to pin-point exactly what she is speaking of.
“Ummm…I’m not sure I know what you mean, ma’am.”
“Do you want to fuck me, Y/N?” My heart drops to my stomach, heat rising in my cheeks. Thoughts race through my head, unsure of how I should respond. Emily stands up from behind her desk and makes her way closer to me. “You heard what I said, Y/N. Do you want to fuck me?” By this point, Emily is so close I can feel her body heat radiating onto mine. She smells of lilac and vanilla. I inhale deeply, trying to savor her scent.
“Umm…y-ye-yes,” I manage to stutter out.
Emily licks her lips. “Mmmm…that’s what I thought. What would you do if I kissed you - right here, right now?” Without thinking or responding I press my lips on hers. The kiss is filled with hunger, both of us desperate for each other. My hands grab onto her waist, running up the side of her body until it rests on her cheek.
Suddenly, Emily pulls back. I pause for a second attempting to catch my breath. “Y/N, are you able to stay quiet?” I nod, already showing I can. In response, Emily rips my pants down and starts tracing her fingers over my underwear. I lean into her, seeking even more pressure. A small moan escapes my lips. Emily removes her hand from my core and covers my mouth. “I thought you said you could be quiet. Or are you such a needy little slut you can’t even do that?”
I gauge her body language, unsure of the proper response. Her eyes are blown wide with lust and there’s a hint of teasing in her tone of voice. I decide to push it. I shove two fingers in my underwear, rubbing my clit while looking into her eyes. An evil smirk spreads across my face. I expect Emily to reinsert her dominance by smacking my hand away from my core, but instead she starts to slide her hand down her pants. I watch as her face contorts with pleasure, increasing my need for release. “Is that what we are going to do?” she asks, short of breath. “Fuck ourselves. I wonder how many times you did that to yourself thinking about me, thinking about what I could do to you.” I bite my lip to hold back a moan. “And here you are, you finally have a moment with me all to yourself and you are gonna do that.” I instantly stop pleasing myself, just shy of an orgasm. “Tell me, Y/N, what did you think of me doing to you?”
I bite my lip, a little shy about sharing my fantasies with the woman who starred in them. Emily is still rubbing her clit while I share. “I thought of you bending me over your desk and finger fucking me until I scream.”
“That could be arranged…maybe some other time. Remember, good girls stay quiet today.” I clench my legs together, wetness pooling in my core. “Sit on my desk,” she simply instructs. I walk over and take a seat, arousal practically dripping down my thighs. In a simple maneuver, Emily pulls my underwear down. “Look at your pussy, so wet for me.” She licks a stripe between my lips, savoring my taste. My legs quiver in anticipation. She uses her tongue to trace gentle circles around my clit, holding back to tease me.
“Fuck me, Emily. Please,” I beg. Suddenly, she shoves two fingers into my wet pussy.
“You feel so good, baby,” she says as she increases her speed. In. Out. In. Out. In. She focuses in on my g-spot, my legs wrapping tighter around her head. She increases the pressure of her tongue on my clit. A metallic taste fills my mouth as I bite my lip to stay quiet. A knock on the door sends my heart to my stomach, afraid to be caught in this position. Without stopping her fingers Emily says, “Who is it?”
“It’s Dave. I was hoping we could go over a case.”
“Umm…I’m a little busy right now. Can you give me ten minutes?” I swear he must be able to hear the squelching of my dripping pussy.
After a moment, he replies, “Yeah that works for me. Just meet me in my office then.”
“Ok. Thanks Dave.” We both listen carefully as his footsteps fade into the distance. Looking back to me, Emily’s eyes are filled with a devilish look. She increases her pace. “You’ve been such a good girl for me. I want you to cum.”
At her words, pleasure rips through me, my body going stiff. I clench around her fingers, doing my best to silence my moans. “Fuck,” I whisper, my entire body shaking.
“You’re such a good girl, baby.” Emily licks my arousal, cleaning me up. “And you taste so good.” After a few breaths of recovery, I kiss her lips passionately. I go to pull down her pants, but she stops me. “Next time, baby. Next time.” I watch as she grabs my underwear and puts them in her desk drawer. “To give you a reason to come back,” she says with a smirk. Emily grabs my jeans off the floor and puts them on for me. Her beauty, her compassion, and gentle touch leave me speechless. “Come with me to this meeting with Dave.” She uses her hands to smooth my messed up hair. “I want your opinion.”
“Of course,” I say, my mouth dry. We straighten up to appear somewhat normal and head down to Rossi’s office.
“Ahh…there you two are. I was wondering when you guys would be done.” Blush coats both of our cheeks.
“Umm…” I say panicking.
“I’m a profiler, Y/N. I was waiting to see when you and Emily would get together. I just lost a bet to Reid. I said it would take another month,” Rossi says with a knowing smirk.
Emily and I glance at each other, embarrassment spread across our faces. “Ok Dave. You had your fun. Let’s get to work,” Emily says.
“Not nearly as much fun as you two,” Rossi says under his breath.