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#lesbian emily prentiss
drsweetheartsgf · 6 months
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everyday i wake up and mourn this. my roman empire fr.
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ddaz3d-and-cc0nfused · 7 months
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DAY FIVE: Mistress Kink w/ Emily Prentiss
a/n: OKAY LISTEN. I did NOT mean to miss a day. I ended up falling asleep then I was super busy for the rest of the night so it totally slipped my mind, but here it is now!! Hope yall are excited for some grey haired dommy mommy Emily! This is for my fellow wlw out there, I love yall! MWAH ;*
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There was something about Emily’s presence that commanded respect wherever she went, her aura darkened with a certain kind of dominance that many people had difficulty putting their finger on. Maybe it was because she was the Unit Chief, or that before her promoted status all those years ago, she was a woman with many secrets.
Of course, you knew though, because you were her wife, and even in the bedroom she held herself in high regard, so who were you to treat her with anything less?
“Mistress?” You asked quietly, body twitching in slight nervousness as her fingertips stroked the curve of your bare back in an up and down motion, her touch featherlight. Your body was always so sensitive to her touches, and after years of being intimate with her, she had fine tuned and tweaked your nerves like a guitar.
She’d had you stripped down to nothing and laid over her lap, your naked breasts resting on her pant clad thighs. You had no idea what you had done to invoke a punishment, but you honestly don’t think that this is what that was, because your ass would have already been spanked raw due to you rubbing your thighs together to relieve your aching core without her permission.
“Sh…” She soothed you to silence by gently caressing the globes of your ass. “You did nothing wrong, my pretty girl. I just want to appreciate my wife, can’t I do that?” She asks softly, her fingers now stroking your wet slit teasingly. Your breath hitched in your throat, fingers twitching from where they gripped the sheets.
“Yeah,” You sighed, body going lax in her hold. “Of course you can, mistress.” 
She hummed thoughtlessly, the pad of her finger descending through your soaked folds, and slipping inside of you. A wanton moan caught in the back of your throat, your head lifting up from where it faced down. There were times like these where all Emily wanted to do was give, with no expectation for anything in return. It was possible she was involved with a case where someone lost their lover, or a situation that probably hit too close to him that possessed her to act like this. Not that you were complaining.
You cried out when she added another finger, the length of her aged digits rubbing against your sensitive and velvety walls deliciously, the pads of her fingers pressing your spongy g-spot. Her movements were soft and full of love, no urgency in her movements as she dragged out your pleasure. 
Your orgasm slowly bubbled in your gut, twisting when she finally added her third and final finger.
“Oh!” You gasped. “Mistress… please!” Your chest rose and fell with your pleas. 
“I got you my sweet girl.” She praised over your loud noises, but her ministrations sped up, the twist of her wrist getting rougher in order to drag you to your orgasm faster.
Your cunt squelched lewdly, painting her three digits in your slick as your noises grew louder and louder and the coil in your stomach grew tighter and tighter. 
“I- I-” You couldn’t finish your sentence before you came, quaking and squirming on your wife’s lap. Your sight went white when you came, your ears ringing and your veins lighting on fire. She worked you through it, rubbing your lower back and twisting her wrist into your cunt until you jumped in overstimulation, tiny, pained whimpers slipping through your lips. 
“You did so good, sweetheart. So, so, good.” She praised. 
“Thank you, mistress.” You said breathlessly through a sleepy smile on your face.
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confusionmeisss · 3 months
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i mourn the loss of canonical lesbian emily prentiss & bisexual spencer reid everyday. but they could never erase the queer energy they give off! u have to pry their queerness outta my cold. dead. hands.
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Interviewer: What would you consider to be your greatest asset?
Emily, pointing at her boobs: Need I say more?
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Emily: Make her pussy wet not her eyes.
Derek: Make his dick hard not his life.
Reid: Break his bed not his heart.
JJ: Play with her boobs not her feelings.
Penelope: Get on their dick not their nerves.
Rossi: Always salt your pasta while boiling it.
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railingsofsorrow · 4 months
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I can see it
[emily prentiss x reader]
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summary: you and your girlfriend make plans for the future.
pairing: e.p x f!reader
w.c: 1K
warnings/content: making future plans; discussion about having kids and marriage; two girlfriends being incredibly cute and cheesy; sergio our little king!!; spelling errors.
A/N: i feel like there isn't enough emily prentiss fluff in here so I decided to add my own. (I wish there were more bau!women fics!!!)
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“what? why are you looking at me like that?”
on one of the rarest days that you had a day-off, you and emily would rather have a stay-at-home movie night instead of going out. some popcorn filled with butter and chocolate to accompany.
you were cuddling on the couch as an old rom-com played on the TV, her feet intertwined with yours and her arms caging you in her hold.
you could feel her stare burning in your cheek for about five minutes now. to see the faint blush growing in her neck because she was caught was a sight to behold.
“nothing.” she muttered, shifting under your gaze, biting her lip to hold back a grin.
“is there something on my face?” you said, poking her cheek. “or is it because you love me too much that you can't bear not look at me?”
“shut up.” emily rolled her eyes, her lower lip jutting out. a chuckle escaped from you and when she looked at you again, she had that fond gaze that made her eyes sparkle.
you felt her cold hands on your cheeks before her lips touched yours. emily's hands were always cold, even on the warmest days of the year. you always used it as an excuse to wrap your hands around hers, to warm it up because you're always cold, love.
in spite of the coldness in her fingertips, emily prentiss was the sun personified to you. she made you feel better by just her presence alone and her smile was contagious. it brought warmth and comfort to your chest. you loved that woman more than you loved anyone else in your entire life. and it was scary, frightening, even. and it was beautiful, because with her by your side, you could face the horrors of the world every day, knowing that you'd be okay in the end.
“i was just thinking...” emily mumbled in-between kisses. “that I could, you know, see it.”
you hummed, thumb grazing her jaw tenderly. “see what, baby?”
emily leaned down, kissing the tip of your nose as her mouth stretched into a soft grin.
“what?” you said, now feeling shy because of how she was looking at you. “stop being all cryptic.” you laughed, hiding your face behing your hands. you felt the sofa shift under your girlfriend's movements. both of your hands are pulled away from your face by hers, gently. the touch of an angel.
“i can see it. a future.” she elaborated, brushing your hair behind your ear. “me, you, sergio, maybe someone else. I can clearly picture it.” you blinked at her, lips parting as if you were about to say something and then you closed them again.
you weren't expecting that.
yes, you and emily have discussed the possibility of having a future together, which you were already working on. you've recently moved in together, you're talking about adopting another cat and maybe a dog — though emily isn't very fond of them but you're working on your persuasion skills — and marriage is something you both have agreed on, but in the right time, not now.
kids, however, you haven't touched this topic yet. you've seen emily around children, her awkwardness existed only in the beginning, because she would be a natural five minutes later. and she'd act just like them. you liked children, she likes children, you just never thought it could be a possibility for the two of you.
the idea doesn't sound bad. it doesn't sound bad at all.
“someone else as in—”
“a new member to the family.” she sat up, bringing your hands to her lap. her gaze was careful, hesitant, but you could see it in her eyes the determination that meant she has been pondering over this for a while. “a baby? I don't— I know we've never discussed it but—” you cut her off by crashing your lips to hers. she emitted a sound of surprise but she eventually kisses you just as intensely. her shoulders lowered, the tension that was previously there is gone.
emily exhales slowly, her forehead resting on yours for the time being. “what was that for?” she questioned. when her eyes fluttered open, your lips are the first thing she sees. they're swollen and red, practically begging to be kissed again.
i can see it. a future.
me, you, sergio, maybe someone else.
your heart could burst out of your chest. if that proposition was something you hadn't even think about considering, now it just sounded and looked right.
a family with the woman you loved? that couldn't be more perfect.
when you thought there was just no way that you were able to love emily prentiss more than you already did...
“i can see it too,” you let out in a whisper, your voice weak, you didn't have strength to speak because you fet like crying. “emily, I want everything with you. everything.”
she studied your features thoroughly, hope and a tinge of desperation in her voice as she asked if what you were saying was true. if you really wanted this. if you meant it.
“i love you. I love you. I love you.” she repeated over and over again as she laid kisses across your entire face, jaw, neck, everywhere she could reach. it rendered you into a mess of giggles.
“cheesy.” you finally stopped her attack by locking her up against you with your legs wrapped around her middle.
emily gave you a dopey-grin, joy sipping through the crinkles in the corner of her eyes. “only for you.”
you beamed at her, kissing her cute nose. “yes, only for me.”
suddenly, a soft weight settled upon your shoulders, causing both of you to jump slightly. emily groaned at sergio's fussing between the two of you. he wanted attention.
when he finally settled on the spot you've made available on the couch, you scratched behind his ear, feeling his purring against your touch.
“we can be cheesy for you too, baby.” you whispered to the cat. he leaned his head into your hand, begging for more affection. you smiled.
when you looked up, emily still had that fond gaze that made her dark eyes sparkle.
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A/N: sorry for this shitty ending. I couldn't come up with anything better.
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ralvezfanatic · 1 month
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MLM & WLW Solidarity or wtv.. idk they're both gay
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reid-supremacist · 1 year
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Emily: *lying there half dead trying to fix her hair*
JJ: Emily, what are you doing!? the more you move the more blood you’re losing!
Emily: can’t die with my hair looking like this, gotta be able to pull some bitches in the afterlife.
JJ: *whispering* this bitch is actually insane…
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bloodlustngore · 1 year
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Case File
This one-shot is taken from my Emily Prentiss one-shot book from Wattpad (you can find it under the name kissingprentiss) I’m trying to figure out how masterlists work again so bare with me!
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Emily has to finish the final part of the new case file, Emily happily sits up in bed going over the files while she cuddles her wife. Who just wants her to get some rest.
Warnings: None
Word count: 1200
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Emily came home late tonight straight from a case that she'd been on for the passed three days. The moment she got in she wrapped her arms around you and pulled you into the biggest hug and quite a few kisses. You had missed your wife so much and glad to have her home, finally.
Emily hopped into the shower while you put a pizza in the oven for her, it was ten p.m at night but you knew she'd be hungry.
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You had hoped that Emily would've relaxed a bit but she mentioned she had to get this case file report done before tomorrow. Which you understood, considering you do paperwork most of the time at your job other than being a nurse.
Emily had put her reading glasses on, you always teased her about how 'nerdy' she looked but she looked cute in them to. Not to mention the fact you also found that her wearing glasses was extremely attractive. You walked back into the bedroom after the pizza had finished cooking, putting it on a plate and splitting it into fours. Instead of Emily being sat at the desk in the bedroom, she was sat up in bed reading the case files.
Now Emily is usually sat at the desk, going over cases which she usually doesn't want you to see, although it's too late for that now you've been together five years and then married two, so all together seven years, so you knew what came with Emily and that was this job. Not to mention the fact you were targeted by someone dangerous from her past. But that was over a year ago.
Emily looked up from the file and gave you a smile. You placed the plate of pizza on the bedside table next to her side on the bed, which you usually slept on whenever she was away on cases...or that was Sergio' spot on the bed whenever she was gone. Speaking of Sergio the cat, you and Emily needed to pick him up from Penelope's tomorrow.
You were only in lounge wear so you decided to get changed and right in front of your wife. Glancing really quickly to see if Emily was watching as you stripped out of your t-shirt and lounge shorts. The older woman had her eyes on you. Taking off your bra you let it fall to the floor and quickly went to grab a t-shirt from the closet. And of course it had to be one of Emily's. You'd just sleep in your underwear tonight considering it was quite warm.
You turned to see the older woman biting her lip, she smirked at you and gestured you to come and take your place beside her in bed. Crawling up the bed and getting under the covers, you rested your head on your wife's shoulder as she continued to look over the file.
"Em, how aren't you tired" you chuckled. The silver-haired woman turned to face you and placed a quick kiss on your lips. God, you missed her. And all you wanted for her to do was relax. Despite this case being a big one.
"A lot of coffee" Emily chuckles. You roll your eyes and remember a time when Emily had tried to cut back on coffee, but it didn't work out the way she wanted it to, and inevitably started drinking it again.
You buried your head into the crook of Emily's neck, as both of you were still sat up in bed. You were trying to distract the silver-haired woman, but also make sure she's relaxed enough. Emily gasped slightly at the touch of your breath on her neck. But she didn't warn you not to and that she was still technically working.
You placed a gentle kiss to her neck and Emily let out a sigh of relaxation. "Y/n, honey. I'm trying to work" Emily warned. There it was that warning.
"Emily, my love it's very late at night. The case file will still be here in the morning." You added, trying to convince her to get some rest and also cuddle. Which was your main goal. You hated sleeping when Emily was away on a case, when she isn't here to cuddle you or help you sleep. Emily hated that to, and for every time she had to sleep at a hotel during a case, she'd call you or text you until one of you managed to fall asleep.
Emily was about to protest when you all of a sudden sat up onto her lap under the duvet, that was until you surged forward and crashed your lips against hers. Emily couldn't refuse that, she never would. So the older woman kissed back, her hands falling to your waist, trying to pull you impossibly closer, you let out a soft moan when Emily deepened the kiss with her tongue.
As she was about to flip you over to your side of the bed, the case file slipped between both you and her, falling to the floor, some photos of it falling out. Emily was about to get up and pick it up from the floor.
"Nuh uh! We're going to bed, the file will still be there." You protested, pouting at your wife. "Y/n let me pick up the file and put it away first" Emily added, in a very serious tone. Which you found extremely hot.
You sat up in bed again, watching as Emily picked up the case file and put it all back together. Emily had a place for these things that were kept hidden, well sort of. You knew where they were.
"Can we cuddle now?" You asked, pouting at the older woman. Emily nodded her head and gave you a smile, joining you in the bed, taking her reading glasses off and putting them on the bedside table. The two of you got under the covers. Emily wrapped her arms around you protectively. Pulling you into her. A sigh of relief left both hers and your mouths, feeling content cuddling.
"I'm sorry of I seem a bit more frustrated and distant in a way Y/n. It's just this case it's a huge one." Emily whispers.
"It's okay Emmy, I know. I understand so you never need to worry about me never understanding you. This case is a big deal, you will catch this guy even if you do have to go through multiple unsubs to get to him" you mentioned. Emily tucked a few strands of your hair behind your ear, giving you a smile. You smiled back and she placed a kiss to your lips.
"Goodnight my love" Emily says.
"Goodnight Emmy" you replied. You changed over to your other side, Emily wrapping her arm over your stomach again, pulling your back against her chest.
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irlmarthamasters · 1 month
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copaganda lesbians…save me..
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drsweetheartsgf · 3 months
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when someone asks what book im reading but im actually secretly reading the same fanfic trope about the same sapphic couple for the 17th time but i downloaded the fic on my e-reader so i dont look like a loser
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archivomeow · 1 month
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a whole ass fandom ignored all of this woman’s romantic storylines to hc her as a lesbian and i am here for it.
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no but tbh i can see her being bi but with a preference for women!!
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𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓: Teasing w/ Emily Prentiss
a/n: be warned that this is fem!reader, so if you aren't cool with that, there's other profiles that you can read from. Homophobia & Fetishizing is not welcomed here! my profile is an LGBTQIA+ safe space.
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It was as if Emily was born to tease, the woman taking advantage of every single part of your body that shivered, tingled, and trembled. She would play your body like a sonata, and tonight, she was feeling extra evil.
You laid on your shared bed, legs forced apart as your hands were tightened to the headboard, eyesight stolen away from you as one of her beautiful velvet red blindfolds sat upon them. She stood on her knees between your legs, strap buried deep inside of you as a vibrating wand was pressed against your clit on the lowest setting.
“What's the matter baby?” She asked cruelly, running the wand up and down your clit. “Cat got your tongue?” You could hear the smugness in her voice as you flushed at the sound of juices being made extremely loud due to the vibrations. “Emily.. please— I can't… higher please.” She only sucked in a breath. “I'm afraid that I can't do that. What, is this not enough?” She then pulled the vibrator off of you. You whined in frustration, almost letting out a sob as she teased you. You had barely even come close to an orgasm, the feeling of pleasure being the only thing to caress your spine.
“No, no! I didn't mean it like that,” You huffed, “Please Emily, it was enough. 'Need it, need you, please.” It was embarrassing how you were begging her; your body trembling, shaking like a leaf as the cool air brushed against your soaked core. You were sure there was a puddle below you, your lower half being so pent up. The burn in your arms only added to the pleasure, blessing your body with a heavenly ache.
“You sure?” She delivered a shallow thrusts, snatching the air from your lungs. “Yes, I'm sure!” She went silent, but you heard the wand turn back on, and you felt it be placed back on your clit. You almost bursted out in prayer. You thought the wand was the only stimulation you were going to get, but then her hips began moving, snapping them so hard that they almost your body up the bed.
“Emily!” You said in surprise, but you couldn't keep your noises down. Where Emily lived— since you moved in with her— was nice, so you'd definitely be getting a noise complaint from the neighbors. Your pleas came out stammered, brain beginning to fog as the toys caressed your most sensitive spots. Your legs attempted to close as your orgasm approached you, but her body prevented them from doing so.
“Keep your legs open, pretty. ‘Or you won't come at all.” Her voice was dark, now filled with the same amount of lust and need as you neared your peak. “You're so pretty, love.” She complimented, one of her free hands stroking the inside of your thigh sensually. You loved how suave her voice was, how sultry it would get as she fucked you silly.
“Em, Em, Em!” That was you pathetically trying to warn her before you soaked both of your lower half’s, Emily quickly moving the wand away from your clit. “Good girl, cum for me sweetheart.” Your body sunk into the mattress, your head light as your body felt like it was on cloud nine.
“You think were done?” You heard Emily call from the end of the bed. You felt her crawl up your body, wetness now smeared against your lips.
“Were just getting started.”
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reidselle · 1 year
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lesbian emily prentiss supremacy | dt @leftoverenvy @milfprotector @callmespence @boldlyvoid @ropoto
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Rossi: Are you gay?
Emily: I want a lawyer.
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criminalmindsfanantic · 8 months
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Jemily getting ready for a dinner night at Rossi’s
JJ: *is wearing silk pants* How does this look?
Emily: Like its slips on and off really easily.
JJ: *blinks*
Emily: Wait, Jayje, I didn't mean it like that-
JJ:
JJ: Yeah, you did
Emily: Yeah, I did
JJ: If you’re good tonight, we can test that feature *goes back to getting ready*
Emily: *gay panics*
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