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Just Talking About Baseball	By : tbird1965 Category: 1 through F > Criminal Minds Views: 4966 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer; I do not own these characters, I just like to make them do sexy things.
Emily moaned as he brushed his index finger lightly across the soft hair covering her mound.
"Damn you're wet. What got you so turned on?"
"It must have been the Oyster's in the stew." She panted, thrusting her hips against his hand.
"Oysters. Riiiiiight." He teased, still lightly petting the hair between her legs.
"You do remember what you're looking for down there Aaron? I know it's been a while."
"Ohhhhh. Low blow." He groaned. "I think I can recall the topography." Lowering his hand, he ran his finger up from her center and across her clit. "Is this what you meant?" He teased, lightly rubbing the sensitive nub with the tip of his index finger."
"Oh God yes." She cried out.
"Shhhhh" He hissed. "Keep your voice down. You don't want Papere Mazoo in here. He'll want to join us."
Emily opened her eyes and glared up at him. "You're supposed to get me off not turn me off."
"Sorry." He chuckled. Using the very tip of his finger, Aaron circled her clit with a feather light touch. "Oh you like that?" He teased when she bit her bottom lip and moaned softly.
"Oh yeah." She nodded her head frantically.
"And this?" He lightly traced the wet circle of her opening, before sliding his finger back and forth across her clit.
"Mmmmmm." She moaned, biting down on her lip again.
Aaron stared down at her face. Her eyes were scrunched tightly closed and she was panting slightly. She had never looked so beautiful. She gasped softly as he inserted his finger inside of her and gently stroked in and out.
"Oh God Aaron." She hissed, reaching up to lightly grasp his forearm. He moved his hand, so he was brushing against her clit with each thrust of his finger.
"Ohhhhh." She moaned softly, tightening her grasp on his arm. He watched as her body tensed and trembled with the force of her orgasm. He continued to rub slowly as she rode out her waves of pleasure. Her muscles twitched and she grabbed his hand, stopping his movements. He wiggled his finger across her overly sensitive clit making her jump and gasp. "Stop. Stop."
"Feel better?" He chuckled as she collapsed on the bed panting.
"Oh that was exactly what I needed." She groaned, stretching languidly across the bed. "I think I could actually sleep now. Thanks."
Aaron laughed. "So you're just going to come and then roll over and go to sleep?"
"That's the plan."
"Who's acting like a man now?"
"Me." Emily yawned. "Good night Aaron."
"Good night, Emily."
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A loud banging noise roused Aaron from his slumber. He blinked his eyes against the bright sunlight streaming through the windows. The sound of raised voices drifted in from the other room.
"Hey dis my house! You can't just walk in it like its yours." Papere Mazoo yelled angrily.
"I can when I'm a Federal Agent." Dave Rossi's voice retorted. "Now I'm going to ask you one more time. Where are they?"
"Dey backs in de chambre a coucher, but dey still sleeping."
Aaron rolled over to look at Emily. She was still asleep, her face on her arms. Reaching over he smacked her bare ass. "Wake up. The Cavalry is here."
"What?" She raised her head and looked blearily at him.
"Rossi's here." He repeated, just as the bedroom door flew open.
"Well, well, well. What do we have here? And we were worried about you two." Dave Rossi's voice dripped with innuendo.
"It's about time you got here." Aaron Hotchner grunted, sitting up and reaching for his pants.
"Well the next time you get lost in a swamp, why don't you leave a better trail of bread crumbs? All we could find was a mud bank covered with discarded clothes. Hi Emily." He peered past Aaron to drink in the sight of Emily's naked back and behind.
"Hi Rossi." Emily groaned. "Do you think you can turn around so I can get dressed? I don't need another man I work with to see me in my birthday suit."
"Whatever you say, Princess." Dave laughed, turning to face the door.
"Nice dress." He teased after she had pulled the faded house dress over her head.
"Oh Ha Ha, Dave." She growled. "Now get me the hell out of here and into some air conditioning."
The two stranded agents followed Rossi into the living room, where Derek Morgan stood waiting with Papere Mazoo. Derek quirked an eyebrow at their appearance, but said nothing.
"Good riddance to you both. You been nothing but misere." The old man called after them as they walked past.
"Misere?" Hotch asked Emily.
"Trouble." She said, climbing into the Police Department Air boat.

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"Baseball?" Dave Rossi asked settling into the seat across from Aaron Hotchner. The jet had been in the air approximately 20 minutes.
"What's that Dave?" He asked looking up from the file he was reviewing to glance at the older agent.
"You heard me, Aaron." Dave laughed. "Alone and naked with the beautiful Agent Emily Prentiss and all you two did was talk about baseball. You're pathetic." Leaning forward in the seat he whispered to Aaron. "Are you telling me the truth? You two really didn't have sex?"
"Sorry to disappoint you Dave." Aaron flipped over a sheet of paper in the file. "We just talked about baseball."
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