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JJ's eyes widened.
“You cannot be serious.”
Emily's smirk only deepened. “Jay, ten minutes ago you were the one threatening to drag me through three different lingerie stores.”
“That is completely different.”
“How?”
“It just is.”
Emily laughed and began walking, their joined hands swinging lightly between them. JJ let herself be pulled along despite the warmth rapidly climbing into her cheeks.
The afternoon sun had shifted lower now, casting everything in a warm amber glow. Long shadows stretched across the sidewalk as shoppers wandered between storefronts carrying bags and iced coffees.
For a moment, JJ simply watched Emily. It made JJ's chest ache in the best possible way.
"What?" Emily asked without looking at her.
"You knew I was staring?"
"I've been profiling people for twenty years."
JJ laughed.
"Also," Emily continued, finally glancing over, "you get this look."
"What look?"
"The one where you forget I'm a real person and start looking at me like I hung the moon."
JJ felt herself blush as the older woman squeezed her hand.
"And for the record, I like it."
The simple honesty of that nearly stopped JJ in her tracks.
God.
How had they spent so many years dancing around this?
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The storefront of Adam and Eve stared at them from across the street. JJ immediately tried to turn around.
"Nope."
Emily gently tugged her forward. "Nope?"
"Nope."
"Emily."
"JJ."
The blonde groaned dramatically.
"You are impossible."
They made their way inside the store, JJ hid behind her hands like she wanted to bury herself into tomorrow.
“Can I help you ladies with anything?” The short worker said. He couldn't have been any older than 18.
“We are just browsing for now.” Emily replied casually. “My girlfriend is a little embarrassed, she’s never been into one of these stores before.” She threw the blonde under the bus.
JJ sprung up at this. “I’ll have you know when I was in college I was a regular at these types of establishments.” She huffed sarcastically.
“There she is, fun JJ finally decided to join us.” Emily snickered.
They wandered for a while, mostly teasing each other.
Emily found a shelf full of novelty items and immediately started reading ridiculous product descriptions aloud in the most serious sultry FBI briefing voice imaginable.
JJ laughed so hard she nearly doubled over.
"Agent Jareau, according to the packaging, this product promises life-changing results. You too can have beautifully violent orgasms."
"Emily, stop."
"The manufacturer appears extremely confident."
"Emily."
"I'm simply reviewing the evidence."
The blonde grabbed her arm and buried her face against her shoulder while laughing. "You are such a dork. And for the record, I don't need a toy to have beautifully violent orgasms. " She leaned in and whispered low in her lover's ear. “All I need is that amazing tongue of yours.”
Something inside of the older woman’s body exploded. She was left sweaty and flustered from the blonde's words.
JJ noticed the shift instantly. “Oh honey, now who is being shy? What… cat got your tongue?”
“You are a dirty dirty girl.” Emily shook her head.
“And you love it.” The blonde cooed.
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The two women wandered the store once again. The blonde's eyes kept locking on something behind the older woman. At first she didn’t notice but after roughly ten minutes of interrupted eye contact the grey haired woman finally decided to figure out what had her lover so distracted.
Once she looked, Emily’s mouth curved instantly. “What do we have here?” She moved towards the shelf, reaching for one of the boxes. “8 inch girth rider strap-on…”
“Shhh.” JJ darted towards the older woman.
“Jay we are in a sex shop, I don't think anyone cares that you want me to strap you.” She giggled furiously.
The blonde’s expression sank into something much more lustful. “Umm excuse me, who said you would be doing anything?”
Emily looked at her with a slightly confused face, one that only lasted a second before the blonde's words finally hit her. “Oh… ohhhh… Jay you’ve thought about it before… Oh my gosh. Shit I better make sure my pants are on tightly so I can cover up the massive hard on I have… Oh wait, I almost forgot, no need… since you are the one with the dick in our relationship.” She laughed hysterically.
The blonde rolled her eyes playfully. “You’re smug now but you just wait until I’ve got that thing around my hips, you’ll be on your knees for me before I even have it on fully.” JJ’s eyes pierced through the other woman’s shocked expression. Her voice lowered again, “Remember how you shattered from just a finger or two pumping relentlessly inside that gorgeous body of yours? Yeah?” She leaned in, “Well, imagine how good it would feel if I fucked you into our mattress and sunk every inch of my cock inside you? I know how much you love it when I destroy your cervix. How does that sound?”
Emily stared at the blonde, her jaw was on the floor and she could feel her heart beat between her legs. “Jesus… yep… put it in the cart. Don’t need to tell me twice.”
“Good girl.”
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Eventually they left with their new toy and nothing more exciting than a few scented candles and a bottle of massage oil that Emily insisted would help with stress.
JJ still wasn't convinced she believed that explanation.
The sky had begun turning shades of orange and pink by the time they stepped back outside. The evening air carried a slight chill now. Without thinking, Emily slipped an arm around her shoulders.
JJ immediately leaned into her side.
Comfortable.
Easy.
Home.
"Still hungry?" Emily asked.
"I could eat." The blonde replied.
"Dinner?"
"Dinner sounds great."
Emily smiled.
"There was a little wine bar I noticed when we came in." JJ's face lit up an infectious smile.
"You had me at wine." The older woman giggled.
"I figured."
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