#Temily Fanfiction

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In the Middle

Summary: Getting together with Emily and Tara feels like a dream come true for Reader

Pairing: Emily Prentiss x Tara Lewis x Fem!Reader

Category: Smut

Content Warnings: (18+, minors DNI) Dom!Tara, threesome (F/F/F), praise kink, fingering, oral, use of a strap-on (Reader receiving)

Author's Note: This is pure filth and I have no excuses. Writing this made me 90% more gay. 

Word Count: 1.4k

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From the first time you had laid eyes on the perfect couple that was Emily Prentiss and Tara Lewis you couldn't stop your mind from wandering to thoughts far from pure. Even now with their bodies pressed against yours, it still felt unreal to lie between those two goddesses.

As Tara's lips dragged down your neck you were busy kissing Emily. Before you even knew what was happening, both women sat up on either side of you and began to undress. Unable to decide whose body you yearned to see first, you kept turning your head to glance over both of them. They were quick to shed all their layers, revealing their flawlessness to you. 

As you stared in awe, Tara began toying with the hem of your shirt. 

"She's wearing way too many clothes, don't you think, Emily?" She chuckled. 

"Yes, it's unacceptable," the raven-haired beauty agreed. 

With joined forces they pulled the clothes from your body. You moved with them until you lay completely bare in front of them. Heat rose to your cheeks as they unabashedly let their sight wander over you.

"Don't be so shy," Tara cooed once she sensed the state you were in. "You're stunning."

"So beautiful," Emily added. 

Their hands were on you a split second later and it became impossible to not completely indulge in the sensation of having them near. Your fingertips became curious as well, brushing over each woman at a time, trying to memorize everything about them. Their curves felt different under your touch but they were still so, so perfect.

With your confidence growing, you shifted your position to hover over Emily. After capturing her lips in a kiss, you began nipping and sucking on the sensitive skin of her neck. You couldn't help but let your core make contact with her thigh, finding the slightest relief in the pressure it provided. 

As your lips wandered down her body, Tara hungrily kissed her wife. From the corner of your eyes you saw Emily's hand sneaking between Tara's legs, a loud moan escaping her throat. You set up between Emily's legs to be able to watch this miracle happening right in front of you. 

You couldn't keep your eyes from where Emily's hand was moving between the taller woman's legs. Tara found her wife's breasts, caressing them with a tenderness that warmed your heart (and core). With widened eyes you let your sight roam over both of them before landing on Emily's glistening folds. 

You dared to let your fingertips drag through her silken skin, making her squirm at your touch. 

"I want to taste you," you confessed while licking your lips. 

You locked eyes with Emily and found her smirking at you. "It's all yours if you want."

That was all the encouragement you needed to lay down between her legs and start kissing her inner thighs. You took your time exploring Emily with your lips and tongue, relishing the heady taste of her essence. When the first whimper fell from her lips, you felt like you might go up in flames. 

When you dared to look up you noticed Tara starting to tremble as she buried her face into Emily's shoulder. Once she had caught her breath again, both women looked down at you, making the heat rise to your face once more. You wanted to close your eyes but managed to keep them open. 

Tara reached down to brush a strand of hair out of your face. 

"You're being so good for us, sweet girl," Tara praised you. "Look at how great you make my wife feel."

Emily was staring at you with pupils blown wide and a rosy shade spread over her cheeks. Her chest began heaving when you focussed on the bud of her core, bringing her pleasure with your tongue gliding over it. 

Emily found Tara's eyes and cooed, "She deserves to be taken care of, too."

"Yes, she does."

Tara gave Emily another kiss before leaving her side and moving down the bed until she was kneeling beside you. Her fingertips left a warm path as they danced along your spine, over the curve of your backside and between your legs. She smirked when she found you already dripping with desire. 

"So wet for us," she chuckled. "Do you want me to fuck you?"

The crudeness of her words shocked and excited you at the same time. With your mouth still occupied, you didn't even think about responding to her question. It had to be obvious to Tara that what she asked was exactly what you wanted. 

Tara, however, didn't appreciate you ignoring her question. She buried her fingernails into the supple flesh of your thigh and demanded, "Answer me."

You turned your head to find Tara's eyes, the lower half of your face already covered in her wife's arousal. 

With a slight tremble in your voice, you whimpered, "Yes, please."

To your surprise she got off the bed and walked over to the nightstand. When you saw what she took out from the drawer, your eyes widened. Both Emily and you watched intently as she put on a harness and attached a black silicone toy.

She looked so incredibly sinful with the new extension of her body. 

With one eyebrow raised she grinned at you, teasing, "Do you like what you see?" 

It took you a moment to find your words.

"Yes."

"I hope it's not too big for you?" She chuckled while coating the strap with lube. 

"No, it looks perfect," you muttered and added, "You look perfect."

"Awe you really are a sweet girl," she groaned. "Now back to where you were."

You really tried to keep pleasuring Emily while Tara positioned herself behind you and tilted your hips for better access. But it became incredibly difficult once she began pushing into you. When she had filled you completely, she gave you a moment to adjust before she started moving. You buried your face into Emily's thigh to moan into her skin while Tara pushed into you relentlessly. 

Emily reached out her hand to brush over your cheek, teasing, "What's the matter, sweetheart? Are you getting distracted?"

"I'm sorry," was all you could whimper. 

Tara suddenly slowed down her motions until she was barely moving at all. She still filled you out perfectly but it wasn't enough to grant you any relief. 

"Here, now you can focus back on Emily."

"Don't be mean to her, she's doing her best," Emily said. 

"No it's okay," you agreed with Tara. "I want to make you come first."

Tara gently squeezed your hips, praising, "That's my girl."

While Tara kept teasing you with the strap buried deep inside you, you let two of your fingers drag through Emily's folds before pushing into her. Her body welcomed the intrusion, letting you glide into her with ease. Your lips attached to her most sensitive spot while you steadily worked your hand against her center. 

Every few moments Tara would thrust into you hard just to see if you could be distracted again. But you were keen on guiding Emily into the sensation of pure bliss, no matter how much you ached for some relief as well. 

Right when you felt her walls clench around your fingers, Emily's body began to tremble. She rocked her hips against your face as she came down from her high. Not even a second after watching her wife come undone on your tongue, Tara began pushing into you with a torturous pace. Emily mumbled sweet nothings as she let her fingers wander through your hair but you were already too far gone to make out her words. 

Tara gripped your hips so hard you were sure you'd find her markings on your skin in the morning. You tried to keep pleasuring Emily but the need for air became too much with all those moans escaping your throat. You felt like you might burst if you didn't find release soon. 

Reaching your hand between your own legs, you let two of your fingers move over your bundle of nerves until you finally fell over the edge. All the tension left your body as you throbbed around Tara's strap. 

Almost in unison both Tara and Emily purred, "Good girl." 

You whined when Tara stepped away from you but Emily was quick to welcome you in her arms to make up for the loss. After cleaning up, Tara joined you in bed as well, cuddling up behind you. Both women held you closely, enveloping you in their warmth completely while you still couldn't believe how incredibly lucky you were.

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CRIMINAL MINDS SEASON 17 COMES OUT ON MY BIRTHDAY

So if anyone wants to write me garvez or temily fics to fill the void as i won't get the episode until the next day thank you canada....

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I won’t stop getting butterflies (Tara/Emily one-shot)

A/N: This is a Tara/Emily fic, just a heads up! A gift for @sapphoe-sun since she deserves some lesbian porn and we both have a special place in our hearts for Tara/Emily

Title: I won’t stop getting butterflies Summary: Emily is always in control of everything, luckily for her Tara can take that control away from her with a single look. Word Count: 4,4k Rating: Explicit Warnings: Smut, strap on, sex toys, oral, anal fingering, Top Tara Lewis, bottom Emily Prentiss, Dom/Sub

 Emily sighed as she closed the door to her office. It was one of those days, the kind of day when no one seemed to be on top of their shit and it was giving her a headache having to keep track of everything and everyone. She loved her job, most of the time she really did, but then came days like this, days where she had to fight for her team and decide everything for everyone else.

She had just told off another agent, the man young and inexperienced and probably didn’t deserve the firm tone of anger directed at him when he showed up at her door with the wrong files. It wasn’t his fault, she knew that, but it had been the last drop before her cup overflowed and she yelled at him, catching the attention of everyone in the bullpen in the process. She just barely caught Tara’s dark eyes narrowing at her before she shut the door firmly.

With a groan she sat down at her desk, head in her hands as she rubbed her temples. She had so much to do, so much to get ahead off and the growing pile of files stacked in front of her seemed overwhelming. Sometimes she really missed Aaron, he always made this job look easy.

The knock on her door isn’t unsurprising and she sits straighter in her seat, fingers gripping a pen to appear to be working.

“Come in.” She yells loud enough to be heard through the door and her girlfriend opens it softly.

“You got a minute?” She asks and to anybody else the question seems normal, but Emily catches the look in her eye, sees the way Tara stares her down, almost daring her to say no.

“Yeah.” She breathes and watches as the other woman closes the door but leaves the blinds open before walking towards her. Her perfume is comforting as she stands behind her chair, leaning over her shoulder, far enough that if someone were to walk by it would look like they were reading through the papers on her desk, but close enough for Emily to feel the heat of her body.

“Are you alright?” Tara asks as she looks over the usually organized desk, papers in disarray on the dark surface.

“Fine, just one of those days.” Emily closes her eyes when she feels warm fingers along her spine, trailing slowly up until Tara is gripping the back of her neck, not hard but with enough pressure to keep her head down.

“I think you’re feeling stressed, honey.” Her tone is silky rich, low in the way that always makes Emily shudder. Tara casts an eye towards the window, sees that no one is on the catwalk and she leans further down until she presses against Emily’s back, her lips close to her ear as she speaks. “I think you need to take the edge off.”

Emily nods, not trusting her voice and she feels Tara’s full lips turn into a smile against her jawline. Her hold on her neck tightens momentarily and she bites back a whimper.

“Speak.” Tara whispers and the demand causes the other woman to grip the edge of the desk in some semblance of control.

“Yes.” She breathes and Tara straightens some. She lets go of her neck and instead puts her hand on the backrest of Emily’s chair and the other lands on her desk, keeping her close as Emily turns slightly. Tara licks her bottom lip at the way Emily’s pupils are already blown wide, her lips parted as she tries to control her breathing.

“When you’re done for the day, you’re driving straight to my place, is that clear?”

“Crystal.” Emily nods, her mind that was previously frazzled now clouding over by lust. It always amazed her, how one look or touch from her girlfriend could make her like this.

“Good.” She smiled and stood up fully before walking towards the door. “Try not to ruin your underwear before then, okay?” Tara opens the door only a moment later but the blush on Emily’s cheeks is instant.

Tara locked eyes with JJ who gave her a look of concern, having caught Emily’s raised voice as well and she smiled at the blonde who immediately looked relieved. She glanced up at Emily through the window, always fascinated how Tara always seemed to center her best friend.

Their relationship wasn’t a secret, Emily and Tara falling in lust with each other from the start when they met in New York, then falling in love when Emily moved back to DC. It hadn’t been easy, navigating a relationship that they both thought would be a fling when she first came back to help out the team that turned into so much more.

Emily had never felt like this for another person, had never had someone make her feel as loved and safe and appreciated as Tara did and she made sure to give that back to her. It was a new kind of feeling, a freedom she hadn’t experienced before. Tara wasn’t only a support, she had become her safe place, the person she never thought she’d find but always had longed for.

Tara could read her unlike anybody else ever had, something that became clear the longer they were together. Emily had been shy about her wants and needs in the beginning, had felt that just like she was in charge at work, she needed to be in control at home. But then Tara came along and told her that it was okay to let go, and neither of them had looked back since.

 It was late when Emily was finally leaving the office. It was empty and quiet as she hurried towards the elevator, wanting nothing more than to be in the comfort of her girlfriend’s home. The drive was quicker than normal and when she finally let herself in with her spare key she breathed a sigh of relief.

“Baby?” She called as she kicked off her heels and placed her bag by the door.

“In the living room.” Came the reply and she was quick to make her way through Tara’s apartment. The sight she was met with caused her to groan. Tara was sitting on the couch, a dark purple slip the only thing on her body, two glasses of wine and take out on the table. Emily watched the dark skin revealed, long legs and soft curves making her brain short circuit the more she stared.

She walked towards the couch, kneeled on it and tried to reach for her girlfriend but was stopped by a hand pressing against her sternum.

“You don’t get to touch.” Tara told her, a glint in her eye when Emily pouted. “I know you haven’t eaten. So you’re going to eat, you’re going to drink this glass of wine, and if you’re really good, you get to do more than just look.”

“Tara…” She complained, her fingers itching to stroke over smooth skin as the other woman pushed her back carefully.

“You’re going to need energy for what I have planned for you tonight.” She pressed her lips against Emily’s swallowing up the low gasp with a satisfied hum before sitting back against the couch. Tara bit the inside of her cheek to keep from smiling too big at the way Emily was so clearly struggling, her eyes fastened on her cleavage. “So eat.”

Emily gave it another few moments but in the end she reached for the food and sat the plate in her lap as she relaxed into the couch. She was starving, hadn’t realized how hungry she was until she took the first bite of the Thai food Tara had ordered.

Tara turned on the TV, letting the screen fill the apartment with sound as they sat comfortably together. She kept a watchful eye on her girlfriend, she hated these kinds of days, when Emily was stressed and tired not from a case but because of red tape and bureaucracy. She always forgot to eat, always forgot to take care of herself and Tara despised it.

The movie neither of them were paying much attention to continued to play when Tara got up to clear the table, the food eaten. When she came back she stood behind her girlfriend and her fingers rested on her shoulder. Emily turned to look up at her and she smiled at the way her face was already so much more relaxed.

“You feeing better, honey?”

“Much, thank you.” Emily smiled when Tara leaned over the back of the couch and kissed her, her tongue sweeping over her bottom lip for a moment before standing up again. She sucked in a breath when Tara’s hand moved from her shoulder to her jaw, guiding her to look back at the TV.

“See, this is why you should listen to me.” Tara heard the sharp intake of air as she pressed soft kisses along pale skin, her teeth sinking into her flesh over her pulse gently and then soothed the bite with her tongue. She kept her eyes on Emily who was already squirming from her proximity alone. “What do you want?”

“You.” Her reply was instant, her fingers gripping the couch to keep from reaching behind her.

“That’s not very informative.” She brushed her lips along Emily’s jaw, her hand moving to hold her throat gently. “Ask for what you want, like a good girl.”

“I want you, please let me touch you?” It’s barely a whine, her voice low and breathy and Tara feels the usual ache between her thighs at the way she gives in to her so easily. She loved that Emily let go like this for her, that she trusted her enough.

“Is that all you want? To touch me?” Her hand tightens just slightly, feeling Emily’s fluttering pulse against her fingertips and sees the way she shudders.

“I want you to fuck me.” She mumbles as her head falls back against the backrest, eyelids fluttering closed as she completely gives in to whatever trance Tara always manages to put her under.

“There you go, that wasn’t so hard now was it?” She lets go of her and stands back, a smirk on her face at the noise of dissatisfaction falls from Emily’s lips before she can stop it. “Go to the bedroom, undress and wait for me.”

It takes Emily a few seconds to gather her thoughts through the blur of arousal but when she finally does, Tara is watching her intently. Her dark eyes are heated as they roam over Emily’ body, her bottom lip tucked between her teeth and she clenches her thighs together in a vain attempt to release some of the pressure between her legs. Tara never really needed many words to drive her crazy, this time being no exception and when she turned towards the bedroom on shaky legs she knew she was being watched the entire time.

Emily undressed and threw her clothes in the hamper without a second thought, laying back against the bed completely naked. Her nipples pebbled in the air, she caught the flush on her skin in the full length mirror beside the bed, she looked ruined and they hadn’t even done anything yet.

Tara walked in and smiled at the sight of her girlfriend sitting so prettily waiting for her.

“You were a pain today.” She started slowly as she went to the dresser and pulled out a few different toys, leaving them for Emily to see. “You lost your temper.” She rummaged through a drawer, pulled out the strap on and she heard Emily’s whimper. “We’ve talked about this haven’t we?”

“We have.” She agreed, her eyes fastened on the dildos that attached to the harness, all different sizes and colors.

“So why did you?” When Tara turned to her, her face was stern a look of determination making Emily flush harder.

“I-I don’t know.” She looked down, unable to meet the dark eyes looking back at her. She felt the bed dip before warm fingers grabbed her chin, forcing her face back up.

“Yes you do.” Her tone was almost patronizing and Emily whimpered, causing the other woman to smile. “I am going to fuck you…”

“Yes.” She breathed and Tara’s grip on her chin tightened at being interrupted.

“But not yet. Lay back.”

Emily couldn’t move fast enough, laying down and smiling when Tara joined her. She claimed Emily’s lips in a demanding kiss, her tongue prying her lips open as she kept her hand on her jaw, keeping her face where she wanted it. She ran her hand over Tara’s soft skin, over the silk that was still on her body. Her thigh pressed between her darker ones and she earned a low moan. She hadn’t been wearing underwear under the slip and Emily’s fingers tightened on her waist as she was met by wetness as Tara grinded against her thigh.

Tara broke the kiss when Emily’s touch became more frenzied, her fingers tugging on fabric and thigh pressing firmer against her wet center. She kneeled between Emily’s legs and she was quick to follow her up. Pale fingers ripped the silk of her, tearing the seams and Tara couldn’t help the breathless chuckle.

“Easy baby, we have all night.” She stroked a hand over Emily’s cheek and she leaned into the touch. “No need to be greedy.”

“I want to taste you, please. I need to taste you.” Emily’s eyes burned with want as she looked up at her girlfriend, her entire body vibrating with need. When Tara nodded she almost sobbed in relief as she let herself be pushed back onto the bed.

“If they could see you now huh, Chief Emily Prentiss, begging to be fucked, begging to be used.” She moves off the bed only to grab the strap on and a vibrator from the desk and placed them beside Emily on the bed.

“For later.” She explained even though she didn’t really need to. She saw the way Emily flushed as she looked at the dildo she had chosen, bigger than they’d normally use and Tara grinned. “You can take it.”

Emily isn’t so sure but the tone of voice doesn’t give much room for argument and instead she focuses on the way Tara is moving to straddle her face. She licks through her wet pussy almost instinctively but immediately stops at the sharp sting on her thigh were Tara slapped her.

“I told you not to be greedy, whore.” Tara twists a nipple hard between her fingers and Emily sucks in a sharp hiss. “You better not try that again, you wait for permission like always.” She feels Emily nod between her thighs, dark hair tickling the inside of her thighs.

Emily is trembling as she waits for Tara, her fingers digging into soft flesh as she grips her around the thighs. She knows that she’s making her wait longer, Emily consumed by Tara, the feel of her, the smell of her, the weight of her as she slowly relaxes over her face.

“Make me come.” Is all she says before Emily surges up the rest of the way, burying her face into her cunt. She dips her tongue into her, groans at the familiar taste of her girlfriend on her tongue as she pushes as deep inside of Tara as she can and feeling her grind down against her face.

Tara moans as Emily’s tongue and lips are everywhere, inside of her, sucking on her lips, licking over her clit. Her movements are fast and sure and she smiles in satisfaction at the way Emily desperately wants to please her.

“That’s so good, baby.” She encourages as she rolls her hips against her face. She leans forward and drags a finger through Emily’s soaked folds and she hears the muffled moan against her, the vibrations of it against her clit sending tingles up her spine.

Emily can feel Tara move above her but she doesn’t pay much attention, her sole focus on getting her off and she sucks over her clit. She licks over it and Tara buckles slightly in return, so she continues, her arms wrapping tighter around her thighs to keep her close. Then she hears it before she feels it, the vibrations of one of their toys and for a second she’s unsure what’s happening until the toy is suddenly pressed against her clit and Emily jumps in surprise.

“Make me come before this makes you come and you’ll be rewarded.” Tara says, loud enough for her to hear over the buzzing and her legs covering Emily’s ears. She nods and her mouth is on her with even more fervor, her warm tongue back on her clit in an instant.

Tara sighs, lets herself fall into the pleasure of Emily’s mouth for a moment before she presses the small vibrating bullet harder against her clit, rubbing the toy against her and she hears a high pitched, muffled moan against her center.

“Focus, slut.” She encourages when Emily’s tongue faulters, her thighs and abs twitching as Tara up’s the intensity of the vibrations.

She forces herself to focus through the pleasure of the toy and Tara, knows that she’s just as close to the edge as Emily is and that thought keeps her going. She sucks her clit harder, moves one hand to push two fingers inside of her and Tara groans at the sudden stretch. Emily feels the way her hips buckle more against her face, let’s her ride her face until she’s trembling from pleasure.

Tara bites back a loud moan as her orgasm builds by each thrust of Emily’s fingers, by each firm lick against her clit. She keeps the toy against her soaked folds, but as she gets closer to the edge she knows she’s losing focus. Then she feels Emily teeth, a gentle graze against her clit and it sends her crashing into an intense orgasm.

Emily smiles against her when Tara gives in, tries to keep her still with one arm as she continues to eat her girlfriend out like her life depended on it. When she starts to come down she lets go of her clit and removes her fingers, laps lazily at her until Tara is moving off her.

“I’ve trained you too well.” She says breathlessly and grabs Emily’s jaw hard before kissing her, tasting herself on her tongue and lips. “You did good.”

Emily smiles at the praise and then watches as Tara turns off the vibrating toy. She stays silent as the other woman secures the harness around her hips, her mouth going dry at the sight of it.

“Suck me.” Tara tells her and Emily quickly moves closer to her. “No no, on your knees.” The way the other woman gasps but gets on the floor without question makes Tara proud. She leans back on her hands as she sits on the edge of the bed, throws a pillow on the floor wordlessly and then watches as Emily’s lips wrap around the head of the toy.

Emily has never been a fan of the taste of silicone, but she loved the way Tara always responded to it. She looked up, half the toy in her mouth and the dark stare on her girlfriend’s face made her ache. Her eyes flickered to the bullet still in her hand and Tara grinned.

“You want it?” She held the toy up and Emily nodded.

“Please.” She gasped, saliva dripping from her bottom lip as she pulled of the dildo.

“If I give this to you, you’re keeping it there until you come with my cock down your throat.” Tara warned and Emily was sure she dripped into the pillow. She nodded and Tara turned the vibrations on, choosing the power for her.

Emily took it and carefully pressed it against her clit, moaning at the intensity of it. She looked back up at Tara as she took the dildo back in her mouth, sucking it deeper than before as she held the bullet against her clit with one hand.

“Look at you, sucking me off like the little slut we both know that you are.” Tara ran her fingers through silky black hair, gripping slightly at the strands. Her eyes were fastened on Emily’s split lips and teary eyes, sucking on something that could not feel it. “You look so pretty like this. You’re my slut aren’t you baby?”

“Yes.” She pulled off to gasp the word out, already close to coming as she rubbed the toy against her clit faster. She gagged when Tara thrust against her face, forcing more of the dildo down her throat and then she was coming, the orgasm ripping through her unexpectedly. She pulled back until the tip of the toy was still in her mouth, just barely able to remember to keep her mouth open as she shook through pleasure intense enough to make her sight whiten out.

“That’s my good girl, look how pretty you are coming with my cock in your mouth.” Tara mumbled as she watched the bliss on Emily’s face. She pulled back and watched as she slumped, leaning against the side of the bed to catch her breath.

“Baby.” Emily whimpered and Tara was quick to help her up on the bed. She snuggled into her girlfriend for a minute, catching her breath and relaxing into the afterglow of orgasm until Tara rolled her onto her back.

“I’m not done with you yet.” She kneeled between Emily’s legs, which spread for her. She let the heavy weight of the dildo land on her pelvis. “You want me to fuck you?”

“Yes, I need you to fuck me.” Emily watched as the dildo, seemingly too big, was lubed up before Tara settled between her legs. She leaned back on her elbows, her head falling back at the initial stretch of the dildo, pleasure and pain mixing together as she felt every inch slowly push inside of her.

“Look at you, being split open so good for me.” Tara kept her eyes where the toy was nestled inside of her, wanted nothing more than to fuck her into the bed but gave her the time she needed to adjust. When Emily grinded down against it she looked up at her face and Emily nodded.

The moan that ripped from her throat when Tara pulled back, only to thrust heavily into her, was nothing short of guttural. It was heavy thrusts, bordering on painful but Emily loved it. Her hands gripped the sheets in her hands as she fell back on the bed, Tara quick to hover above her, her strong hips not stopping.

Tara sucked a nipple into her mouth, left marks over pale skin and moaned at the feeling of the base of the dildo pushing against her clit. It spurred her on, making her fuck into Emily faster and soon enough she was clinging to Tara, whimpers leaving parted lips.

“You want to come, is that why you’re making those pathetic little sounds?” She huffed, eyes locked onto Emily’s face.

“Please I’m close. Let me come, please.” She mumbled, fingers digging into Tara’s skin as every deep thrust pushed her closer to another orgasm.

“Not yet.” Tara pulled out and she whimpered in disappointment. “Turn around.”

Emily scrambled to her hands and knees and the dildo was back inside of her, one of Tara’s hand bruising on her hip. She looked back at her just in time to see suck two of her fingers and then felt one of her fingers rub over her other hole.

“Yes?” Tara asked even though Emily was already nodding. “You love it in any hole don’t you?” She mused and then pressed her thumb inside of the tight hole of her ass.

Emily fell onto her elbows, moving back against Tara with as much power as Tara was fucking her. The tension in her stomach was back, spreading like liquid fire and she clenched her teeth to keep from screaming out.

“I need to come, please let me come.” She begged and Tara squeezed her hip.

“Five…”

Emily whined as the pleasure built, her eyes screwing shut.

“Four…” Tara was panting, her muscles burning as she watched Emily tremble in an effort not to let go.

“Three…”

“Fuck!” Emily hit the bed with her fist, she was so close she could taste it.

“Two…” Tara pushed her thumb in deep inside her ass and the broken off sob coming from her girlfriend made her clit throb as it pushed against the dildo.

“One…”

Emily felt every muscle in her body burn, her ears trained on Tara’s smooth voice behind her.

“You can come.”

Emily was sure the neighbors could hear the scream she let out as star lined her vision as her orgasm rocked her entire body. She fell onto the bed, unable to stay up  and Tara moved with her, reaching around her to rub her clit and keeping her orgasm going as she continued to shake between the bed and Tara’s soft body.

“You’re okay, you’re okay, you’re so good baby.” Emily could barely hear her over the ringing in her ears, mind still spinning. Tara placed gentle kisses across her back and shoulder as she waited for Emily to come back down, not moving until Emily was nudging at her weakly.

She gave a low gasp when Tara pulled out of her and threw the harness and toys onto the floor to be dealt with later.

“You always know exactly what I need.” Emily whispered as she turned onto her back, opening her arms for Tara who happily laid against her. She kissed her, feeling Tara smile into it before they both collapsed onto the bed, the exhaustion hitting them.

“You’ll be limping tomorrow.” Tara said, her voice smug as she hid her face in the crook of Emily’s neck for a moment.

“Don’t get cocky.” Emily pinched her side and then grunted when Tara shifted until she was straddling her waist.

“Oh but baby, I’m not nearly done with you yet.”

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Professor Blake by @nightmarish-fae is my absolutely favourite comfort fic!

(plus a cheeky self promo of my Emily Prentiss x Fem!Reader Never Good Enough)

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would love any recs for Temily <3

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5vs1 with any CM women pretty please <3

[pom’s afterparty] I’ve noted the two recs ❤️

1. Five times Emily felt alone versus the one time she knew she wasn’t. Emily has been Lauren Reynolds and she’s been a ghost. She’s been the new agent, the new Unit Chief, and she’s been stripped of her status with the BAU. In an ever changing set of roles, it’s hard to connect with someone. (Character) changes that for her.

2. Five times Penelope calls (Character) a nickname versus the one time she uses their real name. (Character) knows they’ve either done something very good or very bad (they really hope it’s good).

3. Five times JJ is forced to lie to the people she loves versus the one time she decides to tell the truth, anyway. Each role JJ has undertaken has forced her to put herself last. She is defined by her duty, but there are some things even she can’t bear to lose.

Temily Fic Recs below! 💋

I know that there aren’t many Temily fics and you probably already know all of these, but I figured it’s still worth it to spread the gospel of my favorite ship 🙏

Lead the Way by @foxy-eva: When Tara finds Unit Chief Emily Prentiss in her hotel room at night, they need to figure out who really is in charge.

Motherhood by Foxy: Emily and Tara finally become mothers.

Anniversary by Foxy: Emily plans a special surprise for Tara on their first wedding anniversary.

And my ABSOLUTE FAVORITE OF HERS…

In the Middle by Foxy: Getting together with Emily and Tara feels like a dream come true for Fem!Reader.

Plus anything by @gaelic-symphony , including…

A Year in the Life: Twelve vignettes from the married life of Tara and Emily.

I Need Someone I Know is Real: Emily is struggling with flashbacks and nightmares after being kidnapped and tortured by Mr. Scratch. Fortunately, her wonderful girlfriend, Tara, is there to help her through it.

The Road Ahead: Emily and Tara hit the road for a weekend getaway at Rossi’s vacation house on the Eastern Shore.

AND MOST IMPORTANTLY…!

Caution to the Wind: Tara has a rule against dating her coworkers. But after a one-night stand with an attractive Interpol agent spirals into something more serious, she finds herself in the unfortunate position of being hopelessly in love with her boss, Emily Prentiss.

Finally, two challenge entries from my friends:

Something There That Wasn’t There Before by @andiebeaword: You know what they say about roommates? Can't keep anything straight.

Let it Snow by @lollipopgal: Emily and Tara enjoy Christmas in a snowy New York.

Happy reading!

[blackbird-brewster]

Mom!Em Fic Recs

@bau-babygirl requested: Fics featuring Emily as a mom [X]

JJ/Emily + Kids

[Find all of these and more fluff in my Domestic Jemily collection on AO3]

Mother's Day by w00t4ewan (me) Rated: G || WC: 715 Summary: Henry helps Emily surprise JJ on Mother's Day

Dreams Do Come True by w00t4ewan Rated: G || WC: 2000 Summary: Emily and JJ take Henry to Disneyworld on their first family vacation.

Breakfast by w00t4ewan Rated: G || WC: 840 Summary: Emily tries to let JJ sleep in and winds up with her hands full of a certain toddler.

Love is an Open Door by w00t4ewan Rated: G || WC: 1010 Summary: Emily and Henry work together to plan an unforgettable evening for JJ.

Jemily Ficlet Archives by w00t4ewan Rated: M || WC: 31,000+ Summary: An unrelated collection of Jemily ficlets and headcanons which were originally posted on my tumblr and up until now hadn't been shared on AO3.

Sand by @otahkoapisiakii (Phoenix_Falls) Rated: G || WC: 2630 Summary: JJ and Emily incorporate Henry in their wedding ceremony

Steps by Phoenix_Falls Rated: G || WC: 4670 Summary: Modified prompt from tumblr: "you asked me to the store with you and your child, and now my distant relative we met thinks im married with a baby"

Darwin by Phoenix_Falls Rated: G || WC: 831 Summary: Henry has an odd nickname. Likely takes place in the same verse as Steps, but 11 years later Mittens and Hats by @velutluna Rated: G || WC: 1944 Summary: JJ and Emily take their sons for a walk in a winter wonderland.

Perfect by velutuna Rated: G || WC: 660 Summary: A perfect evening at the home of the Prentiss-Jareau family.

Happy Birthday! by @ellegreenawayslover Rated: G || WC: 2028 Summary: Emily’s feelings during her birthday, her feelings years ago, and how she finally is truly happy with her life and how it turned out.

Morning Cartoons and Middle Names by @vhsrights Rated: G || WC: 2634 Summary: A shift in the numbers on his digital clock indicated that the time had arrived. 7:15 am. No sound of an alarm echoed through the upper floor of the Prentiss-Jareau house. There was pin-drop silence, and then the quiet chaos began.

Bonus: My Master List of MomEm Headcanons & Fanworks

Other Fics: Emily + Kids

A Year in the Life by @gaelic-symphony (thelarkascending) Tara/Emily || Rated: T || WC: 8455 Summary: Twelve vignettes from the married life of Tara Lewis and Emily Prentiss, written for the Year of the OTP writing challenge.

handprints on my soul by @prrentiss (unitchiefprentiss) Tara/Emily || Rated: T || WC: 32,000+ Summary: tara and emily after the events of just a dream. Maternal Instinct by thelarkascending Alex/Emily || Rated: G || WC: 1207 Summary: Motherhood brings with it complicated feelings for new moms Emily and Alex. Written for the CM fandom gift exchange Halloween Interlude by w00t4ewan Tara/Emily || Rated: G || WC: 1573 Maternal Instinct by thelarkascending Alex/Emily || Rated: G || WC: 1207 Summary: Motherhood brings with it complicated feelings for new moms Emily and Alex. Written for the CM fandom gift exchange

Bluey Mom by @alexblakeisgay (ArwenLalaith) Alex/Emily || Rated: G || WC: 2713 Summary: The adventures of Emily Prentiss as she navigates running the BAU, being a wife and mother, and her relationship with gender.

Oh, My Darling Clementine by ArwenLalaith Alex/Emily || Rated: G || WC: 930 Summary: Emily Prentiss is not above bribing her toddler daughter to get her to call her Mama…

Book Ends by ArwenLalaith Alex/Emily || Rated: G || WC: 18,500 Summary: Emily's life revolves around Lux - her four year old autistic daughter. She hasn't had a relationship since she got pregnant and certainly isn't looking to start one when she meets Alex Blake: phenom children's author.

Alex's life since her husband left and her son passed has revolved around writing and little else. She's been a recluse for years when her agent finally convinces her to make an appearance at her latest book launch. Little does she know, she's about to meet a four year old girl that will change her life....

[alexblakeisgay]

The Devil's Herb

Ship: Emily Prentiss/Tara Lewis

Summary: When did aging become so complicated?

Word Count: 1080

Author's Note: This fills the Aphrodisiacs square on my @cmkinkbingo2024 card.

As much as getting older had always been an unavoidable eventuality, Emily had spent much of her life pushing her age to the back of her mind. Maybe it was because she’d always been too busy to think about it. Maybe it was because she’d watched her mother doing everything in her power to maintain a facade of youth. Maybe it was just her own flawed psyche.

Whatever the reason, she found it creeping up on her faster than she would have liked.

The first thing had been the glasses. It wasn’t that she looked bad wearing glasses, she was just stubborn. She didn’t want to admit that she needed them and thus spent far longer than wise or necessary squinting, rather than acknowledge the truth of her declining vision.

The second thing had been the grey hair. It didn’t matter how many times Tara reassured her that she found her beautiful regardless of the colour of her hair, she couldn’t seem to make her peace with it. She’d spent so many years dying it, doing her best to pretend and ignore and disguise, but eventually – during the pandemic – she’d just fallen out of the habit and let the grey take over.

The most insidious thing, though, was menopause. Partly because it killed her just a little to know that she’d never have a child of her own. Partly because her normally rampant libido quickly disappeared. And, worst of all, the anorgasmia that came with it. It was frustrating and insidious and depressing.

Tara repeatedly told her that it didn’t matter to her – that an orgasm wasn’t the point of sex, although it certainly made it more enjoyable – but Emily remained unconvinced... She’d tried everything she could think of to deal with her depleting hormone levels (short of actually talking to a medical professional), but nothing had helped.

(“What about marijuana?” Tara had suggested one night.

Emily had raised a pointed brow. “I don’t think Federal Agents are supposed to endorse drug use...” she’d said dryly.

Tara just laughed. “Are you going to tell on me?”)

___________

Emily flopped back on the bed, giggling as she exhaled smoke towards the open window.

“Hey, be careful with that joint, stoner,” Tara teased, “Don’t want to set the bed on fire...”

“Just with passion, right?” she said with a snort of amusement.

Tara rolled her eyes, but smiled nonetheless. “I think you’re officially high,” she said, taking the joint from her and taking a drag, then setting it in the ashtray on her nightstand. “Feel anything?”

Emily thought on that for a moment, then shrugged. “Hard to stay. I mean stay. Say!” she said, taking a few tries to get the word right. Then, she burst out laughing again.

“You’re goofy when you’re high,” Tara said fondly, then leaned in to kiss her. The kiss was chaste at first, but quickly turned passionate, Emily’s hands frenzied and frantic over Tara’s body in their search for purchase.

Finding what she was searching for, she tangled her fingers in Tara’s hair, nails scraping across her scalp, eliciting a little whine from Tara’s lips. Her other hand slid under Tara’s tank top, exploring the planes of her stomach, then up to her breast.

“Em, it’s okay,” Tara reassured her, pulling back from the kiss, “We don’t have to...”

She moved to catch her lips once again, silencing her protests. “I want to,” she rasped between kisses. “I want this...”

“There’s no pressure,” Tara started to insist, in spite of her eager agreement, “There’s never...”

“I know,” Emily said, pulling back far enough to fix her with a serious look. A beat. Then, in a smaller voice, “I trust you, Tara. Completely.”

That, apparently was enough reassurance because, in the next moment, she’d rolled them so Emily was pinned beneath her. “Fuck, you’re gorgeous,” she breathed, moving to trail kisses down her throat, down the valley between her breasts. At the same moment, her hand trailed along Emily’s thigh to drag her knuckles between her thighs, bringing them away slick. “Want to taste?”

She whined, nodded eagerly, accepting Tara’s fingers into her mouth and laving them with her tongue, sucking off every last drop.

“Good girl,” Tara purred, removing her fingers so she could kiss her once again, stealing the gasp Emily made as she slid her fingers into her dripping cunt. “You feel so good, Em,” she said, pulling back to fix her with a lascivious grin, watching the way her face contorted in ecstasy as she began moving her fingers.

“Don’t stop, Tara, please...” she begged, moving her hips – slow at first, then faster, chasing after her fingers and the promise of cumming.

“Feels good, don’t it?” Tara said, “You want more?”

She nodded desperately.

Tara chuckled. “Poor girl wants to cum so damn bad, huh?”

She nodded again, pouting, pleading.

“You’ve waited a long time, haven’t you? You deserve to feel good...” Emily couldn’t seem to form words in her desperate need, but she writhed beneath her, nearly sobbing with want. Tara raised a brow as she pinned her hip to the bed, keeping her legs spread with her knees. “If you want to cum, just say so...”

“T-Tara...” she whined, “I-I want...”

“What do you want, Baby?” she taunted. “Use your words...” Huffing in frustration, Emily pouted up at her, doing her best to convince her with her best puppy dog eyes. “You can do better than that, Baby.”

She practically sobbed. “Tara, please,” she choked out, “I need to cum...”

“Such a good girl,” Tara praised, her thumb finding her clit, eliciting a gasp, then a moan. “You can cum, Baby,” she coaxed. She latched her lips on Emily’s breast, sucking a bright purple bruise to the surface, the scraping her teeth along the bruise. She repeated the action with her other breast, leaving a matching mark.

With the stimulation of Tara’s fingers and her lips and teeth, it didn’t take long for Emily to climax, her back arching off the bed, her hips twitching, cunt spasming. “Jesus Christ, Tara!” she gasped as her muscles went slack and she collapsed back on the bed.

“I don’t like to say: I told you so, but...” Tara said with a playful grin.

[foundfam2754]

Jumping on the bandwagon where people share their reactions to watching CM S17. @darcyfangirlsfrequently, you inspired me with your e1 react. Totally not in order since I did this AFTER binging ep 1 and 2

- this new season is SO GOOD. Better than I was expecting. Like this show has not been this good since season 8 or 9. I’m not just invested in the people and team now, I’m actually invested in the mystery, this is so fantastic

- garvez is more obvious so far I think. I think Erica likes slow burns so that’s what I think this is. They will be together eventually. They have to.

- jealous!Luke is EVERYYTHING. Give me so much more.

- Also am I the only one thinking that the secret Elias told Lukey was either about Penelope or his rangers background?? It’d be the only thing to get him that riled up.

- am I the only one who thinks that they’d be WAY more impactful in their interviews if they called him Lee Duval instead of Elias?? To get him uncomfortable?

- hotch mention!!!!

- I like the Dave hallucinations - think it’s interesting. I like how Elias is still the big bad and still in his head. Dave’s interactions with the bads that haunt him are always so interesting (i.e., Tommy Yates, Everett Lynch)

- JJ and Luke being the boyfriend and best friend hanging out together is giving me life I was yelling so happily at my tv

- one of my theories between s16 and 17 was that Rebecca was shady. she still gives me that vibes. the Al anon comment was also just mean 🙁 poor Tara

- kinda jumping on the Temily train…

- I LOVE LUKE GIVING TYLER ANGRY LOOKS (I mentioned jealous!luke is my favourite did I not??)

- love Tyler man, he’s so funny. BUT STILL A BIG FAT LIAR. AGAIN.

- I kinda like the love triangle between pen, luke and tyler (pls don’t yell at me)

- kinda wish we had Derek wishing Pen a happy birthday. or a mention. Miss that relationship and me some platonic!morvez

-Elias’ point about a conspiracy theorist has me thinking that someone is actually in control of Gold Star… like GS is just the brutal weapon but someone else is manipulating him - and based on interviews I wanna say someone on the inside - (especially considering Luke’s reaction to the “secret”)

AGH this was so good but that’s all —> going to go read s17 garvez react fics now!!

[veeluvss]

dirty secrets.

a jemily x tara oneshot

18+

first time writing this. very scared.

The team had been called out to Delaware, they’d been there two days and still had no advancements in the case. They were starting to lose hope - completely. It wasn’t typical for the entire team to be stumped and now with Emily as section chief, she felt the added pressure.

On top of the pressure of being section chief, she also had those blue eyes watching her every move. She could feel the tension in her pants. The gaze, the naughty gaze, she recognised and knew far too well. She couldn’t control it anymore, not with her standing there in her button-up - her arms crossed under her chest. She’d never been able to control herself and for the last three years, she fucked JJ whenever she felt like it. JJ had no arguments, she made her feel incredible, better than any man would ever make her feel. It was their dirty secret, their shared glances and secret touches that kept it going. Now, she couldn’t hold it back any longer. She looked at JJ and then scanned the room.

Emily cleared her throat: ‘Jareau,’ she said with authority. JJ looked up, pretending to be in trouble and Prentiss nodded towards the bathrooms. Emily led the way and the team stared in confusion, Luke was going to speak up but Tara’s hand on his arm stopped him. The team turned back to the case, hoping that JJ wasn’t in too much trouble.

Emily couldn’t keep her hands off JJ and as soon as they were out of sight, she threw her against the wall of the bathroom, hand around her neck.

“You are such a fucking tease,” Emily hissed in her ear as JJ whimpered at the sudden contact. Yet the blonde couldn’t help but smirk.

“I wasn’t even doing anything,” she mumbled, between passionate kisses.

“You were looking at me,” Emily confirmed, travelling her lips down JJ’s mouth and jawbone. Her hands were on her waist, grabbing JJ and pulling her closer to her. This wasn’t an uncommon occurrence but it never happened in the bathroom before - especially in another district's precinct.

“Em-” JJ whimpered at the lack of touch, she felt the throbbing in her pants that were suddenly too tight. Will could never make her feel like this, ever.

“You don’t beg, baby,” Emily warned, moving down her body, and unbuttoning her shirt with ease. She landed kisses on her body, worshipping every inch of it: her boobs, her abs, her stomach and stopped where her pants started. The one thing Emily hated about their secret sex was that she couldn’t mark JJ as hers, there was to be no evidence left on JJ’s body and Emily despised it - she hated looking at her girl knowing no one knew. Yet, she wouldn’t give JJ up for the world.

Prentiss looped her fingers in JJ’s pants before softly tugging them.

“Here?” JJ whimpered, her legs weak at the kisses and the soft touches.

“Shhh, angel. I’ll use you wherever I want,” Emily told her, standing up briefly and kissing her hard on the lips - forcing JJ to not speak any longer. JJ was liquid under Emily’s soft fingers. She knew it was wrong but that only fueled her harder. She loved Emily, she always has and always will. And she adored it when Emily used her with such confidence.

“Have you kept clean for me baby?” Emily asked gently, tugging her pants down to her ankles.

“Always,” JJ whispered, feeling overcome with all sorts of sensations as she felt Emily’s breath through her underwear. Emily laughed, planting a gentle kiss on the outside of her underwear.

“You’re such a good girl, getting all wet for me.”

Prentiss trailed her hands along JJ’s shaking thighs. Scattering love bites across her skin, pleasuring her, teasing her.

“Emily please,” JJ cried out as she teased her clit through her underwear.

“You know the rules, baby girl,” Emily replied, moving her hands away. JJ whimpered again, her eyes filling with tears quickly. She didn’t want to be punished - not now! Not here!

“I’m sorry,” she cried, letting one tear fall from her eyes - she was desperate for Emily and every time they did this, she found herself crying. Emily smiled, gently cupped JJ’s cheeks and kissed her lips tenderly.

“Will you let me take my time? Let me treat you and worship you the way I know you deserve?” she asked, planting more soft kisses on JJ’s lips. JJ nodded.

“I will, I’ll stop begging,” she whispered.

“That’s my good girl,” Emily praised, kissing JJ’s forehead before sliding her hand down the front of her underwear and slipping her fingers between the girl's wet folds. JJ let out a loud moan, lifting her hips, trying to gain more friction and Emily began kissing her neck, fiercely.

Emily quickened her pace, closing the gap between their bodies just as the door swung open. JJ gasped and Emily pushed her to the cubicle, quickly shutting the door behind them.

“Hey, Prentiss?” Tara asked the room, seeing if she was in there. Emily silently cursed, putting her head on JJ’s shoulder and JJ whimpered, silently pleading she isn’t noticed but Tara was far from stupid and they instantly heard the familiar chuckle.

“Open up guys, I want a turn,” Tara chuckled, knocking on the cubicle door. JJ’s eyes went wide and then she noticed her pants, curled at the bottom of the door, peeking from under it. “Come on gays, let’s not gatekeep pretty women!” Tara whined, pushing the door. Emily laughed then and kissed JJ’s cheek. She pulled her back, from the door, hiding her behind it as she opened it for Tara.

Tara stood there, fully clothed with lust in her eyes. Tara had known about their dirty little secret ever since it started. It had been three years and she still hadn’t joined in. However, she never let on that she knew but she knew, it was obvious. Again, Tara was not stupid.

“You want to join?” Emily asked and JJ gasped from behind the door. Tara smirked and nodded.

“Never wanted anything more,” she whispered, uncuffing her sleeves.

“Let me ask the princess,” Emily smiled, holding up one finger. “Please hold.” Tara smiled and put her hands up and Emily quickly turned to JJ whose eyes were still wide, now with her mouth open.

“What are you doing?” JJ asked, quietly shouting at Emily.

“Baby, I’m giving you more fun,” she teased, running her eyes up and down JJ’s body.

“B- but Will-” JJ practically cried. Emily’s eyes darkened.

“If you still think about him when we’re doing this JJ-” Emily sighed.

“No- no not like that,” JJ interjected, putting her hands on Emily’s arms. “It’s just more secrets from him.”

“Your respect for him went right out of the window the first time we did this JJ and it is long, long gone,” Emily stated matter of factly. JJ just dropped her head. “So we can either allow Tara to join, I’d like some new fun or you can get dressed and leave us two alone,” she said sternly. JJ stood there, still for a minute. She was thinking about Will - she couldn’t help it. They were married! Hell, they had kids! But Emily made her feel so much better and Tara too, she shivered at the simple thought of Tara touching her body. JJ looked at Emily through her eyelashes to be greeted with a stern glare. She might actually be in trouble now, she gulped.

“She can come in,” she nodded. She wanted Tara and Emily was right, the respect for Will was long gone.

Tara shut the door behind her and locked it before turning to the blonde baby in front of her.

“Well aren’t you just a talllll drink of water,” she smirked, licking her lips. JJ blushed.

“We were just getting to the fun bit,” Emily muttered, dropping to her knees in front of JJ. She pulled on her underwear, smirking as JJ’s legs shook around her. “I think she may need some assistance to stay upright,” Emily teased. Tara nodded authoritatively and got herself into position, putting her cold hands on JJ’s exposed waist. She waited as JJ whimpered under the cold touch and goosebumps arose on her skin.

“Do as you please,” Emily granted permission to Tara. “But no marking, no evidence.” Tara nodded, understanding and leaned into JJ’s soft lips. Instantly, JJ grew even wetter and Emily watched it happen before softly sliding one finger inside her girl. JJ moaned through Tara’s kiss. Emily slid another finger inside JJ, feeling how loose she was and began to pump rhythmically.

“Good girl,” Emily praised, as usual, and Tara moved her kisses down JJ’s neck, leaving the girl free to be as loud as she needed to be. Her legs shook violently at the lead-up and she was desperately waiting for the stimulation. Then Emily’s hand reached up, grabbing Tara’s hand which was groping JJ’s boobs. She put Tara’s hand on JJ’s clit, knowing exactly where it was from their many secret adventures. Tara smirked, beginning a slow circular motion and JJ let out a loud moan, throwing back her head. Emily and Tara shared a sneaky look and they both increased their pace. JJ grabbed Emily’s hair, pulling it. She slid her fingers through her hair, pushing her head closer to her and Emily quickly replaced her fingers with her mouth, pleasuring her girl with her tongue. Tara played with her clit, massaging it and kissing JJ passionately. JJ was a groaning, moaning mess under the hands of both women and she never knew how she got so lucky.

“Fuck, I- I’m gonn-”

“Not yet baby,” Emily warned, taking her mouth away for the split second.

“Emily,” she cried, begging her. Emily didn’t mind at this point.

“Hold it, baby girl, wait until I tell you,” Emily said again. JJ screamed out in annoyance as Tara changed her pace, rubbing her clit with more fierceness.

“You can do it, good girl,” Tara pleased JJ, moving from her lips to her neck, kissing her ear and her neck.

“Emi-” JJ cried as she came all over Emily’s face. Gasping, Emily licked it up, cleaning her girl as she rode out her orgasm, collapsing against Tara. She panted and shook, whimpering and letting tears fall from her eyes. Tara rubbed her back, running her finger through JJ’s hair.

“Baby,” Emily said sternly, standing up once JJ was cleaner.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered. She was usually so good, she could usually hold it so much longer. Her head shot up from Tara’s shoulder and she gave Emily a pleading look. Emily turned away, grabbing some toilet paper, she gave it to Tara softly, silently instructing her to clean JJ up properly. JJ whimpered as Emily left the cubicle, going over to the sink.

“It’s okay,” Tara whispered, wiping some of JJ’s tears.

“She’s mad,” JJ whined back, secretly annoyed at herself.

“Baby, that only means it will be even better later,” Tara chuckled.

“B-bu” JJ began to whine but Tara cut her off, shaking her head and putting a hand on her lip.

“I promise, she’ll make it up to you.” JJ couldn’t help but smile. Maybe Tara was right, when Emily was mad, it only made for angry sex - she used JJ like a toy then, grabbing her, dragging her around the room like a doll. JJ loved that, being completely controlled.

“Will you be there too?” JJ asked softly as Tara began wiping her legs gently.

“If you want me to be princess,” Tara smiled and JJ nodded enthusiastically.

Emily had already left the bathroom when JJ and Tara emerged from the bathroom. After dressing herself back up, all properly and making her face look like she’d been crying - they needed some sort of excuse to be in the bathroom for so long after all. She and Tara left the bathroom.

In the office with the rest of the team, Reid was announcing his new findings whilst they’d been gone. Apparently, they’d made a break in the case. Perfect timing to return.

“Call SWAT and get them to meet us there,” Emily said, standing up and grabbing her phone. She glanced at Tara and JJ with a fierce glare: “You two are with me.”

[galaxysupreme17]

If you want to read more of my works, I have an entire book on Wattpad dedicated to Emily Prentiss and their daughter! Reader chapters. All different. Emily is sometimes in a relationship with someone and sometimes just her and Y/n. Here is the link to it! I am also writing other short stories, not just Emily-themed ones.

[ddaz3d-and-cc0nfused]

okay so, i have a request that says "Tara or Emily" and i have the option to pick one, but like... why do i wanna do poly temily x fem plus size reader?

[foxy-eva]

Motherhood

Summary: Emily and Tara finally become mothers

Pairing: Emily Prentiss x Tara Lewis

Category: Fluff

Content Warnings: adopting a newborn, brief mention of a hospital and the birth mother 

Author's Note: This was written for @imagining-in-the-margins Family Writing Challenge

Word Count: 1.2k

Masterlist

Due to the nature of their jobs Tara and Emily were used to sudden phone calls that interrupted their day. However, since they'd been in contact with an adoption agency, every unexpected call brought not only an adrenaline rush but also so much excitement and hope. 

They knew that their lives could completely change any day now but when the agency finally called, Tara and her wife felt anything but prepared. Of course they had made sure that their house was ready for their child - from colorful walls in the nursery to bottles and diapers - but there was only so much one could do to prepare for becoming a parent. 

The phone call came when both women were working on a case with the rest of the BAU somewhere across the country. Tara's heart instantly began racing when she saw the number of the adoption agency lighting up on the screen of her phone. She stepped out of the meeting room for a moment to answer and knew just a few seconds later that she was about to become a mother. 

Emily was busy discussing a profile with some police officers but knew that something was up when her wife approached her. After excusing herself, she stepped aside to talk to Tara. 

"Emily… we're having a baby," Tara whispered with a slight tremble in her voice. 

Almost absent-minded Emily asked, "She's in labor?"

She was the birth mother of their child, a woman both Emily and Tara would be forever grateful for. 

"Yes," Tara confirmed. "The agency just informed me."

Emily couldn't hide her excitement, exclaiming, "We need to get back to DC!" 

Just a few phone calls later a last-minute flight back to their hometown was booked. Emily had told the whole team to meet them at the local police station to share the news. The excitement the women radiated gave away that what they were about to share had nothing to do with the case. 

"JJ, looks like it's time for you to take over as Unit Chief," Emily announced with a bright smile painted over her face. "We're having a baby."

Of course the team had already been informed beforehand about the upcoming changes but everyone was still surprised when they realized that as of today a lot of things would be different for the BAU. Happiness for the becoming mothers outweighed any worries about that though. Rossi was the first one to hug Emily and Tara, kissing their cheeks before he let JJ take over to throw her arms around them. 

After everyone had a chance to wish them all the best for this new chapter of their lives, Emily and Tara hurried to the airport to catch their flight. It was still hard to believe for them that they would soon meet their daughter. It was a long flight and they were aware that it was very likely that their baby would already be sleeping peacefully once they’d arrive at the hospital. 

Excitement and nervousness sank in when the plane approached the destination. Tara reached for Emily’s hand, intertwining their fingers. Smiling at each other, neither of them could hide their current emotional state. 

“Are you nervous?” Tara softly asked. 

Emily squeezed Tara’s hand while whispering, “More than I thought was possible.” 

The woman from the adoption agency was already waiting for them when they arrived at the hospital. Emily’s heart was pounding louder than ever, drowning out all of the surrounding sounds. She almost didn’t understand what the woman was saying but luckily her wife was there to remain level-headed. There was no hesitation from Tara to say yes when she was asked if they were ready to meet their daughter. 

“Hey little one, your moms are here to finally meet you,” the nurse at the delivery station chirped as she took the baby out of her bed. 

When the nurse gently placed the newborn into Emily’s arms, there was no way for either of the two women to hold back their tears. They took their time to get to know her, tenderly brushing their fingertips over the soft hairs on her head. 

“She’s absolutely perfect,” Tara cooed once it was her turn to hold their daughter for the first time. 

“She really is,” Emily agreed before placing a careful kiss on the baby’s forehead. 

“Evelyn Penelope Prentiss-Lewis,” Tara whispered. “Our daughter.”

Their daughter was named after Tara’s late mother and one of the greatest women they both knew (who certainly would spoil her youngest godchild soon). 

What followed in those first few days as new mothers were a lot of sleepless nights and hours of just staring at Evelyn in awe. Tara and Emily didn’t expect how magical bringing a child into their lives would feel. Watching each other take care of their daughter brought them even closer and they savored every second of cuddling up together with their child. 

The crib was rarely used, impossible seemed the thought of not having her close at all times. It was clear long before Evelyn was born that they would want to stay at home with her for as long as possible. Emily decided to take a whole year off work while Tara went on parental leave for six weeks. 

When the team came to visit to meet the newest addition to the BAU family, everyone wanted a chance to hold little Evelyn. Matt was the most practiced with children but even he was very careful as he picked up the baby to hold her. 

“It goes by so fast,” he said. “It’s easy to forget how little they are at first.” 

"I always thought you were insane for having twenty kids,” Emily laughed, “But now that we have her… I want like ten more of them."

"Just for the record, I have five children," Matt chuckled. "But I know what you mean."

“Don’t give him any ideas,” Luke playfully warned. “We can’t have another team member go on parental leave.” 

Matt shook his head, “Trust me, five kids are enough.”

The next few weeks went by faster than they would have liked. It was almost impossible for Tara to leave her girls to go back to her day job but she knew it was inevitable. She didn’t even make it to Quantico before calling her wife from the car to check in with them. Emily reassured her that everything was going alright and sent a picture of their sleeping daughter to calm Tara down. 

Luckily there was no new case on her first day back so Tara was able to go home to her wife and daughter after eight long hours apart. She found her girls cuddled up on the couch, Emily sleeping peacefully while their daughter inspected her mother’s face. 

Tara lay down beside her daughter, placing a gentle kiss on her head before whispering, "Hi sweet girl. I missed you so much." 

Evelyn answered by cheerfully cooing, waking up her mom. Emily stretched her arms over her head, a wide grin spread over her face once she laid her eyes on Tara. 

She leaned over to kiss her wife, mumbling against her lips, "We missed you, too."

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There are easier ways to keep secrets

Summary: Emily confides a secret to Penelope. Penelope, in an effort to keep it a secret, tells a white lie. Eventually the truth is revealed, and everyone has a good laugh. And maybe a relationship or two starts.

Word count: 2017

Can also be read here on Ao3

“Can I tell you something personal?” Emily asked. “Something that I’d really appreciate you not telling other people, but it’s really important to me and I’m telling you because I trust you and know you’ll support me?”

Penelope looked concerned. “Yeah, for sure. I can do important. What’s going on? Are you okay? Is this a champagne conversation or a box of tissues conversation?”

“Uh, neither? It’s really not something I want you making a huge deal out of.”

“Emily, why are you telling me, then? I make a big deal out of everything! I make a big deal about eating the last avocado before it’s gone bad.”

Emily laughed. “Okay, okay, fair point. But it’s not something that needs a big reception, okay? At least, not yet. I’m sure once I work up the nerve to tell everyone else you’ll throw me a party, but not yet.”

“Oh, this is only a temporary secret? And it’s a good, party-worthy thing? Wonderful I can do that. Yes yes, tell me please, tell me now, Emily Prentiss, or I may just explode.”

“Okay, okay, I’ll tell you,” Emily said, putting her hands on Penelope’s arms to calm her down. She took a deep breath before continuing. “I’m lesbian. And that is the first time I have said those words out loud to someone other than my reflection.”

Penelope’s eyes welled up, and she threw her arms around her friend. “Oh my god, Emily! Thank you for telling me! I’m so proud of you, I love you so much, I am so happy that you’re coming to these realizations about yourself, this is so great! So so great! As if you weren’t enough of a history maker already, miss First-Female-Unit-Chief-of-the-BAU. Once you tell everyone you’ll be the first openly gay female Unit Chief of the BAU, and the first gay one in general! You are just awesome on top of awesome on top of awesome. There is so much awesomeness in you, Emily Prentiss. This is so amazing!” 

Emily wrapped her arms tight around Penelope. “And this is exactly why I told you first. You are truly such a great friend, Penelope.”

Penelope was hugging her so hard they were swaying from side to side. “I’m. So. Happy. For. Youuuuuu.”

Emily laughed. “Thank you. Seriously.”

“So… any ladies you have your eye on? Do you have a girlfriend? Is that why you told me?”

“No, no girlfriend yet.”

“Yet? Oh so there is someone.”

“There is a… person of interest,” Emily conceded. “Although I highly doubt that will go anywhere, but it’s okay. I’m just… happy for the realization. It’s nice to be able to put a name to this way I’ve always felt, and how different it is, you know? I was told how I was supposed to feel, and with guys it never made sense, I didn’t understand. But now… wow. They weren’t exaggerating.”

Penelope giggled. “No, they were not.”

***

Penelope came nearly running up to Emily the next day with her quintessential I-did-a-thing smile. “So, I did a thing.”

Emily smiled at her. “I gathered. What thing did you do?”

Penelope extended her hand, showing Emily a ring that appeared to have some sort of sunset gradient on it. “I got you this ring. It’s kind of a subtle lesbian flag design. I thought maybe if you wanted to wear it, it may be a nice way for you to subtly hint-slash-come out to the team and see how long it would take them to notice you were wearing it, but also if you don’t want it that is totally and completely cool because this needs to happen on your own timeline and no one can force you to tell anyone because that’s literally traumatic.”

“Thank you, but I’m just not sure I’m ready for that,” Emily replied. “I think I want to adjust to being out to one person before I’m out to everyone.”

“That makes perfect sense. In that case…” Penelope slipped the ring onto her own finger. “I shall wear it in support of you because you are my friend and I love you, Emily Prentiss.” Emily grinned widely. “I love you too, Penelope.”

***

In the end, it was probably a good thing that Emily had elected not to wear the ring, because Tara’s eagle eyes spotted it right away.

“Hey, Penelope, is that ring the lesbian flag?”

Penelope lit up. She loved it when people picked up on the Pride colors she was wearing, even if they weren’t her Pride colors, and even though she shouldn’t have been surprised, because it was Tara, and Tara had a jean jacket with the pansexual flag embroidered on the back of it in flowers. “Why, yes, it is, Miss Keen Eyes.”

JJ squinted at Penelope. “Is there… something you’re trying to tell us, Penelope?”

Penelope almost denied it, but then froze. She couldn’t tell them the truth, she had to make something up. “Um, yes. I’m lesbian.” Well. That was certainly something.

Tara affectionately punched Penelope on the arm. “Hey, that’s awesome! Thanks for telling us!” 

She received warm words with similar sentiments from the rest of the team, but she’d be lying if she said Luke’s reaction, his slightly pinched face, bothered her the most. She’d also be lying if she said there wasn’t… something between them. Something he now obviously thought he had been imagining, and was actually completely one-sided. And, because he was a complete and utter angel, he’d probably feel guilty about the fact that he’d been flirting with a lesbian, even though he’d had no way of knowing. Oh, and, also, he hadn’t been flirting with a lesbian.

“I have to say,” Tara said, “I was not expecting that at all. I mean, I honestly thought you swung both ways, and you were going to say you were wearing the ring in solidarity of a friend or something, or in support of Lesbian Visibility Week.”

Penelope almost face-plamed. Either one of those options would have made more sense than the one she’d gone with, especially since neither of them were lies. But Penelope was trying to keep a secret and she panicked, so she was stuck in the predicament she put herself in. So she shrugged. “I am full of surprises.”

*** 

“You did not have to lie for me like that,” Emily told her later.

“I know, but I panicked. Whatever, it’s fine. It’s not totally a lie. I am into women, I just have to pretend I’m not also into men.”

“You mean, pretend you don’t have feelings for Luke.”

“Yeah, and I’ve been doing that anyway, so— I mean. What? No!”

Emily smirked and cocked an eyebrow at her. “Penelope…” 

“Okay fine maybe I have something of a huge thing for him but that is beside the point. The point is, I already push those feelings away, so I can do that for however long I need for this. It’s no biggie, I promise.”

***

Tara was, unsurprisingly, the most chill in regard to her reaction to Penelope’s “news.” More than anything, she was just glad it was confirmed that she wasn’t the only queer person on the team anymore.

Reid didn’t say much on the subject, just gave Penelope a hug, and occasionally lovingly rambled off some statistics to her about people who came out later in life. Penelope took note of them to relay back to Emily.

JJ, Matt, and Rossi filled their roles as supportive straight friends, even if they all were a little shocked, since they were sure she had feelings for Luke, but, after all, what did they know?

Emily worked on her confidence. She appreciated Penelope infinitely, but she didn’t want her to have to lie for too long. Plus, the team’s positive reactions only made her feel more secure in her chosen family. She knew they’d love her no matter what. 

Luke felt guilty. He’d been blatantly flirting with Penelope for years, he couldn’t imagine how uncomfortable he had made her. He hoped she wasn’t angry at him. He immediately backed off, more than happy to fill a supportive male friend role like Reid or Matt.

Unbeknownst to him, Penelope was saddened by the sudden lack of extra affection from Luke. Sure, she understood and respected it, since she knew he was just deciding not to flirt with someone who, as far as he knew, would never be interested. He was respecting her. But she missed it. Missed him. If she had ever needed confirmation that she wasn’t imagining the way he felt about her, she had it. And she could do nothing about it.

***

Emily decided she had had enough of the secrets. She wanted to free Penelope from her predicament, and, honestly, she was more than a bit curious to see if she could truly win over a certain tall, dark, and gorgeous woman that had stolen her heart, like Penelope was so certain she could. 

“I have an announcement to make,” Emily stated one morning. Her team looked up at her with expectant smiles. “Penelope and I have been lying to you guys for a few months now.”

Penelope perked up. “Oh, are we telling them?”

“Yes, we are.”

Tara looked between the two of them. “Are you two…?” Emily wondered if she heard a slight twinge of jealousy there. 

Emily laughed the comment off. “No, no, we’re not.” She extended her hand to Penelope, who handed her the ring.

JJ spoke up, confused. “Wait, what’s going on?”

“I came out to Penelope as lesbian two months ago,” Emily explained. “She got me that ring as a small gift, but said that if I wasn’t ready to wear it yet, she’d wear it in support of me. When you guys saw it, she came up with an excuse.”

Tara burst out laughing. “By telling us you were a lesbian? Penelope, there are easier ways to keep secrets!”

“I know! But I didn’t want to out Emily and I panicked. Plus I’m bi anyway so it was only really half a lie.”

“Anyway,” Emily continued. “Yeah. I’m lesbian. So now you know.” 

Emily was quickly met with the same warm reception that was given to Penelope, although it was interspersed with a lot more, “I can’t believe you guys tricked us for months.” She couldn’t have been happier in that moment.

Tara came by Emily’s office at the end of the day. “Hey.”

The sound of Tara’s voice alone was enough to make Emily light up like a Christmas tree. “Hey.”

“I still can’t believe you two pulled the wool over our eyes for months. I can’t believe Garcia didn’t squeal.”

“Nah, she’s good with really big, personal secrets. I think she might hate the idea of outing me more than she hates the idea of keeping a secret.”

“Yeah, that makes sense for her.” She looked at Emily, and something about the way Tara’s gaze traveled her made Emily heat up from the inside out. “I am really happy you felt comfortable enough telling us.”

“Thank you. I think I was just trying to wrap my head around the discovery myself, you know?”

“Yeah, I know. Do you wanna go out and get drinks tonight to celebrate?”

“Sure. Who else is coming?”

“I was thinking, maybe tonight… it would just be you and me?” Tara’s confident smile never once wavered.

Emily’s grin threatened to split her face in two. “Yeah. Yeah, I’d like that a lot.”

***

“So…” Luke started when Penelope joined him in the elevator. 

“So.”

“So… you actually managed to keep a secret for longer than twelve hours.”

She slapped him on the shoulder with her purse. “Shut up. Newbie.”

“And… you’re bi.”

“Mhm. You sound relieved,” she teased. “Are you glad I’m not lesbian?”

“Not that there’s anything wrong with it, obviously,” he answered. “But maybe, selfishly… I’m a little glad? Does that make me a bad person?”

Penelope smiled and slipped her hand into his. “Well, maybe, selfishly, I’m a little glad you’re a little glad. And I happen to think you’re a great person.”

[gaelic-symphony]

And Kitty Makes Three

Written for my dear friend @blackbird-brewster for the @cmgiftexchange

Merry Christmas, Kit!!!! I love you so much and I had a blast writing this for you! 💕💕💕

Words: 1047

Rating: G

Pairing: Emily Prentiss/Tara Lewis

Warnings: None

Tara and Emily, now retired from the BAU, decide to expand their family by adopting a cat.

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               Since retiring from the BAU, Tara and Emily had a lot more free time and a lot more space and energy in their lives for new things.  At first, they didn’t quite know what to do with themselves.  Their lives had revolved around work for so long; their entire married life together had been spent traveling around the country and working long hours for the BAU.  Now, Emily was only teaching at the FBI Academy two days a week, and Tara was a freelance FBI consultant they brought in from time to time to do a psychological evaluation or testify as an expert witness.  They had all the time in the world to try new hobbies: Emily started taking guitar lessons, and Tara planted an herb garden in the backyard.  It brought them joy and kept them occupied, but they still wanted more.  They wanted to be needed.

               Children had never really been part of either of their life plans, and even if it had, they were in their fifties now, and the idea of parenting young children at this stage in their life just seemed exhausting.  But the idea of having someone else in their home that they could love and care for together seemed like the perfect way to round out their retirement life.  And so they went to the animal shelter one Friday morning to find their new baby.  They were greeted by a friendly shelter volunteer in brightly colored overalls.

               “Welcome!” they said, “I’m Kit.  What can I help you with today?”

               “I’m Emily, and this is my wife Tara,” Emily said, “We’d like to adopt a cat.”

               “That’s great!” Kit said, “Are you looking for a kitten or an adult cat?”

               “Um, maybe like a young adult?” Tara said, looking to Emily for confirmation.

               “Yeah, definitely,” Emily nodded, “Past the kitten stage, but still has a long life ahead of them.”

               “And do either of you have experience owning cats before?” Kit asked.

               “Um, a little bit,” Emily said, “I had a cat for a little while, but when I got a job overseas I gave him to my friend Penelope.”

               “Okay, well, we’ve got several cats that might be a good fit for your family,” Kit said, “Let’s go meet some!”

               They led Emily and Tara through a door to the kennels where the shelter kept the adoptable cats.  They stopped in front of one of the kennels and coaxed a little white cat to the door.

               “This is Winnie,” they said, “She’s one and a half, and she loves to play.  She’s very energetic—some of the shelter volunteers call her feisty, but I think she just knows what she wants in life!”

               “She’s adorable,” Emily said, holding her hand out for the cat to sniff, “What do you think, babe?”

               “Definitely a cutie pie,” Tara agreed, “But I think we should meet a couple more cats before we pick one.”

               “Of course,” Kit said.  They moved on to another kennel, where a handsome tuxedo cat was curled up in the back corner.  “That’s Mozart,” they said, “He’s very shy at first, but once he warms up to you, he’s the sweetest little guy.”

               “I think we were hoping for a friendlier cat that would get along with our nieces and nephews,” Tara said, “We’re not parents, but we have children over to our house a lot.”

               “Oh, okay,” Kit nodded, “I think I have the perfect cat for you.”

               They led Tara and Emily down to the end of the row of kennels.  A big, fluffy, orange and white tabby perked up as soon as he saw Kit.  He let out a raspy little mewl and trotted up to the door of the kennel.  Tara crouched down and let him sniff her hand.  He purred and rubbed his cheek against the bars of the kennel.

               “This is Sherman,” Kit said, “He’s three years old, and he loves to snuggle.  He might just be the friendliest cat I’ve ever met!”

               “Can we take him out of the kennel?” Emily asked.

               “Sure thing,” Kit said, “There’s a meeting room right through that door.”  They opened the door and picked Sherman up, and brought him into the meeting room to get acquainted with Emily and Tara.

               “What else can you tell us about him?” Tara asked.

               “Well, he’s been in the shelter for a little over a month, after his old owner moved in with a boyfriend who was highly allergic to him.  He got a clean bill of health from our vet, but he’s allergic to dairy, so we have to be careful about the treats we give him.  He likes to play with toys and climb up on things, but he’s pretty mellow, and most of the time he’d rather be snuggling with his people.”

               At this point, Sherman had already curled up next to Emily, purring loudly as she scratched him behind the ear.

               “I love him already!” Emily said.

               “It looks like the feeling is mutual,” Kit laughed.

               “There’s no way we can leave him here,” Tara said, tickling Sherman under his little white chin, “This is our cat.”

               “I’ll go get the paperwork,” Kit said.  They went to the main office to get the adoption paperwork and Sherman’s vet records.  Emily and Tara were still doting on him when they came back.  Kit handed Emily a clipboard and a pen.  “I’ll just need you both to sign this,” they said, “And then he’s all yours.”

               While Emily and Tara read over the forms and signed them, Kit picked up Sherman and put him in the cat carrier Emily and Tara had brought with them.  With all the paperwork signed, Kit handed over the cat carrier to Emily and the vet records and some informational pamphlets for new cat owners to Tara.

               “Okay, Sherman,” they cooed at the cat in the carrier, “You’re gonna go home with your new moms now, buddy!”

               Tara and Emily thanked Kit and carried their new cat out to the car.  Emily held the cat carrier in her lap as Tara drove them both home.  She pulled into the driveway, put the car in park, and turned to look at her wife and cat together.  She smiled and leaned across the center console to give Emily a kiss.  This was their family now: Tara, Emily, and Sherman, and they had many leisurely years of love and joy ahead of them.

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i can't be wrong (to be craving you)

JJ/Emily | Rated: E | WC: 101,294 Author: w00t4ewan (me) Heavy Angst, Character Study, Slow Burn

Emily just wants to feel something, anything. She needs to be alone, but she's also desperate for human contact, desperate to have someone make her feel loved. JJ is not the person she should be longing to fill that need, she knows better than to get involved with her. An Emily focused story chronicling her relationship with JJ and her mental health in the aftermath of everything she's survived. [Starting in S4 and following through the years of Emily and JJ's relationship]

Late Bloomer

JJ/Emily | Rated: E | WC: 153,306 Author: angestreet Angst, Romance, Slow Burn

When Tara Lewis invites Emily Prentiss out to a gay bar on a hunch, she just wants the FBI section chief to have a little fun, and, yes, maybe pick up a phone number or two. But the ordinary evening sends Emily spiralling, forcing her to confront a truth she has pushed down for decades — and face how she really feels about Jennifer Jareau. An Evolution-era fic about coming out and finding love in middle age.

What If It Doesn't End Well?

JJ/Emily | Rated: T | WC: 8702 Author: w00t4ewan Angst, Happy Ending

Four months after Emily joined the BAU, she and JJ have settled into a friends-with-benefits relationship. But when the team is called to New Orleans to work a case, they meet Detective LaMontagne and Emily's insecurities force her to make a difficult decision. [Reimagining of 02x18 'Jones']

If You Need Me

JJ/Emily | Rated: M | WC: 3958 Author: w00t4ewan Hurt/Comfort, Angst

Emily wakes up from a night terror and seeks JJ's comfort in the middle of the night, just like she has done so many times over the years…but this night is unlike any of the others.

Becoming Real

JJ/(trans man Em) | Unrated | WC: 17,670 Author: sissy_bloke Coming Out Story, Angst, Happy Ending

A case involving transgender youth brings some things to the surface for Prentiss. This transition then brings some things to the surface for JJ. Warnings: Contains transphobia and transphobic violence, but NOT expressed by the good guys. Also contains other violence, but less than what you'd see on the show

A Journey Through the Silent Chasm (Series)

JJ/Emily, Emily & BAU | Rated: M | WC:12,488 Authors: w00t4ewan, Phoenix_Falls Heavy Angst, Grieving

This three-part series details the journey through JJ's depression and PTSD, her death, and eventually, through Emily's healing with the help of everyone else JJ left behind.

Ashes and Wine

JJ/Emily | Rated: T | WC: 8376 Authors: w00t4ewan, Phoenix_Falls Heavy Angst, Happy Ending

Emily's insecurities about herself and her past threaten to tear her relationship with JJ apart and emotionally destroy them both

Why Am I Like This?

Tara/Emily | Rated: T | WC: 9611 Author: w00t4ewan Character Study, Coming Out Story, Fluff

A look at all of Emily's past relationships that led her to believe one undeniable truth, Emily Prentiss was broken. (Or maybe, she's just not as straight as she always thought she was) Six relationships that made Emily feel broken and one relationship that didn't.

I Want to Love You

Tara/Emily | Rated: M | WC: 13,289 Author: w00t4ewan Hurt/Comfort, Slow Burn

It had been two weeks since Gabriel Lewis had been murdered after he had been abducted by Mr. Scratch. Tara hadn't seen her brother in years before his death. Now, his face was the only thing she saw when she closed her eyes. [Takes place over the course of S12 with obvious divergence]

from afar

Tara/Emily | Rated: G | WC: 447 Author: just_a_torn_up_masterpiece Angst, Feels, Fluff

emily will always love tara, even if it has to be from afar

Drowning, No Sign of Land

Emily & Derek, Tara/Emily | Rated : T | WC: 1379 Author: @illegalcerebral Unrequited Love, Angst, Pining

For the longest time Emily had felt alone. Even with other people. She had adopted her team as her family, the ferocity with which she loved and protected them only increasing when she became unit chief. It burned inside her but it was so fierce, so wild, so dangerous that the more she loved them the more she kept them at arms length. Tara had pushed through all that, walked through fire and reached inside her without being aware of it. It touched something deep and aching inside Emily for the briefest moment. Now she had someone else.

The Valhalla Arc (Meta)

Emily Prentiss | Rated: G | WC: 2269 Author: w00t4ewan Character Study, Meta

This is a personal character study of why the Valhalla Arc was so important to the character development of Emily Prentiss.

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[alexblakeisgay]

Emotional Catharsis, Sex, and Cigarettes

Ship: Tara Lewis/Emily Prentiss

Summary: It was their thing...

Word Count: 1081

Author's Note: Drumroll please - my first ever Temily fic!!!! This fills the Aftercare square on my @cmkinkbingo2024 card and is also dedicated to @gaelic-symphony.

Tara peeled Emily’s jeans off her body from her position on her knees in front of her, then kissed her way back up her leg until her breath was ghosting over the damp fabric covering her drenched cunt.

Emily whined quietly, eyes falling shut as the sight of Tara’s wicked grin from between her legs.

Tara clicked her tongue in scolding. “Ah ah, Baby, eyes on me or I stop,” she demanded. With a petulant little huff, Emily once again met Tara’s gaze, nearly cumming on the spot when Tara proceeded to grip the waistband of her panties between her teeth and drag them down her legs. As if knowing the effect she was having on her, Tara chuckled, drawled, “Feeling particularly needy today, hmm?”

Emily didn’t bother trying to refute the assessment, given that she was barely clinging to the self-control keeping her from whining like a bitch in heat.

Seeming to read her mind, Tara leaned in until her breath was once again warm on her sticky thighs, then paused to catch her gaze again and said, “I want to hear every single sound, Baby. Understood?”

Emily nodded eagerly. Though, to be entirely honest, she would have given in to just about any request so long as Tara finally finally stopped teasing her.

It seemed, though, that Tara wasn’t quite done just yet...

She brushed her thumb against her clit a few times, seemingly testing all the different sounds she could coax past Emily’s lips. She only let up on the teasing when Emily broke down and pleaded, “Don’t tease me! Please...”

“No?” she said, cocking her head as if curious as to what she’d meant. “You want me to stop?”

“No!” she was quick to insist. If she’d had the wherewithal to think critically, she might’ve stopped to wonder how it was that Tara could so easily reduce her to this... As it was, though, she could barely string a conscious thought together.

With a cocky grin, Tara sucked Emily’s clit into her mouth and focused all her attention on reducing any further speech she might’ve made into whimpers and whines. When she’d succeeded in her task, she released her clit, sitting back on her heels to admire her masterpiece: Emily’s soaking wet cunt, clenching around nothing in desperate search of friction.

Blowing a stream of cold air across her clit, Tara watched as the sensitive bundle of nerves twitched. “Such a pretty pussy,” she purred, “All for me, right?”

Emily nodded eagerly, willing to agree to just about anything if Tara would only finish what she started.

Instead, though, she clicked her tongue scoldingly. “I want to hear you, Emily.”

“Yes, Doctor,” she husked in reply...and Tara knew she was desperate to be a good girl for her. With a wicked grin, she finally gave in and gave Emily what she was (no so patiently) waiting for...

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Completely spent, Emily sank back into the mattress, cunt still twitching from her climax. She felt the mattress dip beside her as Tara settled next to her, unusually quiet. Panting, Emily turned her head to fix Tara with a concerned glance. “Everything okay?”

She attempted a smile, reached over to tuck a stray lock of hair behind Emily’s ear, but her hand shook as she did so.

Emily had been around the block enough times (not to mention the fact that she knew Tara very well), to recognize the signs of domme drop when she saw it. “Hey,” she said gently, pushing herself to sit up so she could cup Tara’s cheek, “You didn’t do anything I didn’t want. You’re a good, kind, loving, gentle person and I love you. Okay?”

She swallowed thickly around the lump of tears that had taken up residence in her throat, in spite of herself.

“C’mere,” Emily said gently, positioning herself against the headboard and opening her arms so that Tara could fall into her side. With one hand, she manoeuvred through the TiVO to some Looney Toons reruns she’d saved for exactly this reason – it was mindless and occasionally amusing, which was perfect for times like this.

Also for times like this, she’d stashed little Tupperware containers of trail mix (a decidedly not sexy food, but one high in protein and sugar) in the nightstand. Passing Tara one, as well as a bottle of water, she stared pointedly until she opened both.

Once Tara was nestled against her, distracted by the TV, Emily grabbed one of her arms and lightly trailed her fingers along the inside of her forearm. They sat like that for what seemed an impossibly long time, saying nothing, but also saying plenty.

It was something new for Tara – to feel so vulnerable and so seen and so safe and so loved, all at once. She’d experienced domme drop in the past – and it was always scary – but it was the first time she’d had it happen with Emily and she wasn’t sure how she’d react. Then, to have her reaction be one born of complete and utter understanding...

For Emily too, it was a new experience. In past relationships, she’d always felt like she had to be ‘in charge’ – she spent so much of her time being the boss that sometimes it was like she’d forgotten how to be vulnerable, to be submissive. With Tara, though, it was different. Maybe it was because she was older and wiser. Maybe it was because it had taken finding the right person. Maybe it had taken figuring out that she was gay. Probably all three.

“Cigarette?” Emily offered. It struck her then, as she reached into the nightstand and felt around for a minute or two in the drawer in search of her lighter, the drawer cluttered with all the things she’d left at Tara’s over the course of their relationship... And she started laughing.

“What’s so funny?” Tara asked.

“I live here...”

Tara looked around her room, then, and for the first time noticed all the touches of Emily. The robe hanging on the back of her door. The turtleneck visible at the top of her laundry hamper. The fancy perfume bottle on the vanity. The salt water taffy that now lived in her nightstand in case Emily’s POTS flared up.

It hit her square in the chest. She’d sworn to herself after things had ended with Rebecca that she was never going to love anyone again, let alone live with anyone...and here she was: happier than she’d ever been.

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I think I have read all available Temily fanfics and what am I supposed to do now 😭