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“Did you just bite me?”
Emily was lying on her back, cuddling with her girlfriend while she read the latest book Spencer had lent her. JJ had been lying next to her, her head resting on its pillow while she admired her girlfriend in the light.
“No,” Emily turned and looked at JJ, one eyebrow raised in questioning, “Okay, maybe. You just look so biteable!” JJ’s voice increased an octave under the glare of her girlfriend, a small blush covering her cheeks. Emily turned back to her book, a small smile on her lips.
“Biteable?” Emily turned over a page, not making eye contact with JJ as she spoke. “It’s not a word.”
“Yes it is, I just made it one.” JJ rolled over slightly so she was facing Emily’s bicep, “You - Emily Prentiss - are biteable.” JJ punctuated each word with a small peck onto Emily’s bicep before biting the curve of Emily’s shoulder. Emily turned and put her book on her bedside table before rolling on top of JJ, their faces so close they could feel each others breaths.
“Biting is a sign of possessiveness and dominance in relationships you know.” JJ’s checks reddened and Emily smiled, “You’re possessive of me, you want everyone to know I’m yours.”
“Or…you’re just so biteable.” Emily groaned and rolled off of JJ’s body, ending up on her stomach while looking at JJ. “You like it, don’t lie. I know what it did to you.”
JJ sat up and shifted onto her knees, so she was sitting over Emily’s body and looking down at her girlfriend’s back. She slowly traced her fingers over Emily’s spine, and watched as goosebumps began to spread over Emily’s body. JJ brushed Emily’s hair away from her back and leant down to begin pressing small kisses along the top of Emily’s spine. She slowly began to make her way down Emily’s back, alternating between kisses and small bites until she reached the base of Emily’s spine.
Emily shrugged off her jacket as she walked into the crime scene, the oppressive heat too much with the extra layers on her. As she joined Morgan and Spencer, Derek whistled.
“Damn, girl! You had a busy night.” Derek leant forward to inspect the bite marks and hickeys at the base of Emily’s neck and along the back of her shoulders. Emily didn’t respond other than with a quick wink, she’d frozen a little bit at Derek’s initial reaction.
“You know, biting can be a sign of possessiveness and dominance in relationships, so can scratching and other forms of marking on a partner.” JJ, who’d just arrived after liasing with local media, chocked back a laugh as Emily scrambled for a response.
“Actually, it’s because I’m so biteable. Not my words!” Emily held up her hands in innocence as she walked over to Hotch. Morgan caught up to Emily and flung his arm around her neck.
“Oh, sorry. Did I hit a sore mark?”