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veeluvss · 12 days

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panicked.

a jj x reader oneshot where you have a panic attack

pure fluff

words: 625

You were exhausted. You hadn’t been sleeping well, nightmares of the previous case haunting you and you refused to let anyone know. Being the ‘newbie’, you were still unsure how the team didn’t express fear. The last case had left you trembling but you tried your hardest not to show it, yet you were never the best at showing fear. You stimmed a lot when scared; finger tapping, toe tapping, blinking. The team hadn’t quite noticed yet or if they had, they hadn’t said anything.

Sitting in the makeshift BAU office at the precinct, you stared at the murder board - trying your absolute hardest to process it. Yet, it seemed to be going in one eye and out the other. All the noises in the room were being vacuumed by your ears, creating a storm cloud of sound in your brain and it was overwhelming. Your brain was whirring too, trying to focus on the unsub - the victims - the dates - the notes - the signature. It was all there but nothing was coherent.

“Y/N?” you heard, suddenly pulling you out of your trance. You looked up to see two very concerned faces looking at you: Agent Jareau and Agent Rossi.

“Yes?” you asked, furrowing your eyebrows, unable to focus your gaze on them. “Why are you swaying?” You laughed, asking JJ to try and lighten the mood.

“I’m not,” she whispered, setting down her file. You frowned, leaning closer to her and resting both of your hands on the table. Suddenly you felt the cold wood throughout your entire arm, surging up your veins and turning your entire body cold. You ripped your hands away from it, leaving them up in the air.

“Hey,” JJ muttered, turning around your chair. You frowned again, what was happening? “Y/N? Can you hear me, love?” she asked softly. You must have nodded, although not feeling anything but the cold suffocate your body. Then, you felt her warm hand on your leg. Gasping, you jumped back. The sudden touch burnt your freezing skin and you didn’t like it.

“It’s okay,” you heard her say softly. “You’re okay.”

You began to shake your head, your breathing picking up. You didn’t feel okay. You felt suffocated, smothered by a weight on your chest. “Don’t touch me,” you slurred, shaking your head at JJ.

“I’m not touching you, sweetheart. Can you try and take some deep breaths for me?” she asked, standing in front of you. You nodded, knowing that would be a good idea.

“JJ,” you whimpered, suddenly aware of the panic attack taking over your body.

“I’m here,” she replied.

She held your hands and sat you back down in the chair after you’d calmed down. Rossi had brought over some water whilst the rest of the team was sent to do something else - something about the victim’s house. You still focused on your breathing, making sure it stayed steady. Your hands still shook but JJ’s soft touch helped them. Her smile was comforting too, you didn’t feel like a burden.

“You did a good job,” she whispered, smiling at you. You smiled back slightly. That had only happened once since being on the team - ironically, also with JJ present. You hadn’t let any other member of the team touch you - only JJ.

“Thank you,” you whispered to her.

“You don’t need to thank me. Are you feeling okay now?”

You simply nodded, everything was quiet now, it was okay now. “Good, I’m here if you need me.” Her voice was quiet, like a comforting hug - a soft, small blanket just wrapped around your shoulders. She stood up and set her soft lips on your forehead. You closed your eyes, letting it soak into your skin. You liked JJ.

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veeluvss · 12 days

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✮⋆˙ christmas retreat

day 3 of 12 days of Christmas !

Elle x reader

1043 words

Elle takes you away for a Christmas holiday

A few hours later, she began waking you up. She played with your hair and blew softly on your face making you giggle.

“Wakey wakey baby,” she muttered.

“Why?” You questioned. You were away on holiday, you didn’t want to be awake.

“We’ve got plans,” she said. “Plus it’s snowing.”

You gasped and jumped up. You adored the snow! You launched out of the bed and Elle just laughed as you went to the window and whipped open the curtains. Sure enough, snow was falling, settling a blanket of serenity across the view. Trees rose all around the cabin you were in and the snow was so pretty. It was as if a million tiny angels were flying down from the heavens.

“It’s almost as pretty as you,” Elle whispered, coming over. She snaked her arms around your waist and put her head on your shoulder. You smiled and tried to hide your blush as you stared, together, at the peaceful scene.

“Okay, are you sure you're ready to go?” Elle asked. You nodded and double checked your pockets.

“Awesome, let’s go.”

You headed out into the thick snow and laughed as Elle immediately groaned.

“It’s pretty but so impractical,” she muttered, locking the door.

“Yeah,” you said, not paying attention. You kneeled down in the snow and took a handful of it. You manipulated it into a tight ball as Elle began to turn around.

“Y/N…” she warned. A devilish smirk spread across your face as you threw the snowball towards her. It exploded as it collided with her chest and you laughed loudly. She gasped, standing there frozen in shock.

“Oh you’re going to get it now,” she smirked and began picking up piles of snow and just throwing them at you willy nilly. You howled as you ran away, into the trees, being chased by your snow covered girlfriend; who was shit at throwing snowballs.

After your playful diversion, you ended up in a sweet, log cabin cafe. You’d grabbed the best seats in front of the flickering fire and Elle was ordering you both hot chocolates and some mince pies. You loved this time of year. You piled your snow coat, scarf and other cold remedies onto the armchair and sat down on the love seat. You felt so at peace. Away from work, away from all the nasty criminals who didn’t take breaks for the holidays. Elle had made you save up your holidays for this week, she’d been planning it for a while. You felt like a princess.

The cabin you were staying at was the best holiday you’d ever been on. You craved comfort and warmth and even though you were surrounded by snow, having chunky blankets, gentle fires, hot cocoa, books, christmas films and the most amazing, cuddly girlfriend, made your soul warm.

“One hot chocolate for the baby,” Elle said. She handed you the mug, as big as your face, and you gasped. In a beautiful swirl on top was whipped cream covered in chocolate sprinkles, marshmallows and a small gingerbread man stuck out the side.

“This is insane!” you said.

“Only the best for you my darling,” she smiled and sat beside you. You blushed again..

“Thank you, baby.”

“You’re most welcome.”

You stayed in silence for a while, drinking your drinks and watching the fire burn away. Elle’s fingers brushed the outside of your thigh and you sighed contently.

“Angel,” she whispered. You turned your head to look at her, urging her to continue. “Do you ever think about marriage?” Your heart skipped and a smile emerged. You didn’t say anything for a few minutes, staring at her eyes and thinking about marrying her. How gorgeous she’d look in a dress, heading towards her as you walk down the isle. Feeling her lips on yours after you pour your hearts out to each other. Thinking about dancing with her all night long, hand in hand and spending the rest of your life with her.

“Do you?” she asked again, moving her hand to your hair. She turned, pulling her leg up so she was facing you properly.

“I do.”

“Geez, I only asked if you thought about it -” she laughed and you laughed too, noticing the pun.

“I do think about it. Regularly,” you admitted.

“Really? And you want it?”

“With you I do.”

“With me?” she blushed and you nodded, moving closer to her on the love seat. “You want to marry me?”

“I’ve wanted to marry you since the day I met you,” you replied, looping your arm around her waist. She didn’t sat anything. You put your head on her chest and joined both hands behind her. She wrapped her arms around you, pulling you closer and you felt her kiss your head.

“I know-” she began then paused. You waited, feeling her heart pound in her chest. You lifted the edge of her top and began drawing small circles with your thumb on her skin. “I know this probably is awful timing and I will make ot perfect for you eventually but-”

“Spit it out Greenaway,” you giggled as she paused again. She hit your back gently and you smiled, looking up at her from her chest. She looked down at you.

“Will you marry me y/n?” You moved up and took her lips into a deep kiss.

“Yeah, yeah I think I will.”

You got your ring a week later and she asked you again. Christmas day you got matching jewlery set for the ring and she asked you again. The night before your wedding, she asked you again and when you reached the end of the isle and took her hands in yours, she asked again.

“I will marry you a million times over Elle. I love you, forever.”

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veeluvss · 12 days

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most beautiful birthday girl

for @greencways ! happy birthday ml 🤍

elle x female!reader

It was coming up to that time of year again—your birthday.

You’d never been a fan of your birthday. Years of plans, disappointment, realisation and not to mention the slow, aching loss of youth each new year brought. It was painful for you sometimes, looking back on your childhood and how it was slowly drifting away from you. The princess and pirate parties, the candyfloss and bouncy castles - the children’s laughter echoing through the party; it was just out of your grasp as you stepped into real-life adulthood.

However, this time, you hoped it would be different. In the last year, you’d completed two Ph. D.s and graduated from FBI school - now, you stood in the BAU office after completing your first month as a profiler. The team had been so incredibly welcoming. JJ was like the sister you never had growing up. Garcia was a breath of fresh air every morning as she came in with her bright dress and a large smile. Spencer was so intelligent and kept you on your toes all the time. Elle … well Elle was Elle. Derek made you laugh and Hotch was one of the best bosses you could ask for.

“Good morning youngster,” Derek greeted you as he entered the office. He put his hand on his shoulder as a familiar act of comfort you appreciated in the morning. You smiled at him and he sat down. You went to your own desk and sat yourself down.

Not even half an hour later, you were called into the round table room to review a case. You groaned, not really wanting to be out of town on your birthday. However, you followed the team into the room and took a seat between JJ and Elle. They spoke through the case, easy stuff. A family annihilator, killing parents at point blank range and leaving the children as witnesses, tied up and starved in their living rooms - forcing them to see their parents die out in front of them… yeah, simple stuff.

“Wheels up in 30,” Hotch said, folding his folder and leaving the room. You groaned again.

“What's up Y/N?” Elle asked.

“It’s my birthday on Friday and I was hoping I could just stay at home for it but I have a feeling we won't be back in time for that,” you explained.

“Your birthday? How old will you be?” Spencer asked, following.

“Twenty-two,” you laughed.

“God, I forget you’re so young,” Elle laughed, nudging you as you walked out of the office.

You blushed, maybe too young for Elle.

Friday came around, you were so close to solving the case. You knew who it was, it was just finding him. The team had been working all night to try to. You were so so close.

“We’ve got eyes, he’s just arrived home,” an officer said down the phoen. Morgan put the car into gear and sped off. As soon as you pulled up outside, guns were drawn and you headed into the building.

It didn’t take long to bring him down, he practically surrendered. But that meant, you had a free friday night! A free birthday night!

“So drinks on the birthday girl?” Derek laughed as you all filed into the precinct.

“That’s such a scam, why should I pay for everyones drinks when it’s my birthday?” you laughed. Elle came up behind you then and rested her hands on your shoulders. You felt hot under her touch but you had to admit, it was kind of nice.

“Drinks on me for the birthday girl, alllll night long,” she leaned in and planted a gentle kiss on your cheek. JJ then came into the office and grabbed your hand.

“Come on! Let’s go get ready to partyyy,” she squealed. You laughed and followed her out of the precinct. “Hotch said we could go early so you have plenty of time to get ready, the rest of the team will catch us at the bars,” she said excitedly, starting up the car.

“Okay,” you smiled. Tonight was going to be a very good night, you knew it.

You and JJ had been at the bar for about half an hour, in your booth, gossiping, before the rest of the team turned up. Derek and Spencer slid in beside JJ and Hotch and Rossi beside you. You couldn’t see Elle, which made you frown.

“Don’t worry baby girl, she’s on her way,” Derek teased obviously noticing your confusion.

You blushed, “I have no idea who you’re on about.” The team laughed before Hotch handed over a little gift bag. You gasped and took it off him, completely surprised.

“What’s this?”

“Just a little something from the team. Your first birthday with us has to be special,” he said - slighhhtly cracking a smile. You took the small box from the bag and gasped. Engraved on the velvet box was a designer jewlery company. This was so much money, you knew already.

“Guys, this is too much,” you shook your head and put down the box.

“Shush and open it already,” JJ smiled.

“It’s too late to take it back now,” Derek teased.

“Well actually, if the colour or fit aren’t correct we did get a 30-day guarantee-” Spencer began.

“Not the time, Reid,” Derek said, smiling at his friends antics and Reid quickly shut up. You laughed a little and slid open the box but before you could open it - you heard the one word you’ve been waiting for all night.

“SHOTS!” Elle announced, reaching the table. “What gys - you gave her her present without me?” she asked. She placed the tray of about 50 shots on the table and you laughed a little.

“It’s okay, I hadn’t opened it yet,” you reassured.

“Scootch out boss, let me sit next to the pretty lady,” Elle ordered. Hotch raised his hands and slid from the booth. Elle slid in next to you and sat a lot closer than Hotch did. You smiled and carried on opening the present. It was a necklace with a beautiful, diamond covered charm hanging from the end. Upon closer inspection, you noticed it was a book and you smiled widely.

“Thank you,” you whispered to the team, running your fingers over it. “I love it.”

“You’re welcome,” Derek smiled , as if he was the mastermind behind it all but you knew, of course, by the shy smile she was sending you - it was JJ. You leaned over and gave her a hug.

Elle coughed and grabbed the necklace. “Let me put it on you,” she said. You smiled and felt the burn in your stomach. She was jealous. You kissed JJ’s cheek as you sat back up and Elle coughed again, looking over at the shots.

“Shots anyone?”

“I thought you were putting the necklace on me?” You giggled, leaning in to her a little.

“Oh yeah, turn around,” she blushed. You had made Elle blush. You giggled and turned around. JJ, knowing about your crush sent you a large smirk. JJ knew how the night was going to end. ANd you hoped it was going to go the way you wanted.

The shots were gon ein minutes and just as you slammed your last glass on the table, your favourite song came on. Gasping, you pushed Hotch and Elle from the booth so you could get out. Grabbing Elle’s hand, which was remarkably soft, you pulled her towards the dance floor.

Hours had gone by, your feet were starting to hurt and your head was going crazy from the alcohol but you were having the time of your life. Elle hadn’t let you out of her sight, JJ was with you too. Derek had girls all around him and Hotch, Rossi and Spencer watched on with their drinks - keeping the booth warm.

You and Elle went over to the bar as last drinks were called and she stood with her arm protectively around your waist. Her head was on your shoulder in a tired but endearing sort of way and her fingers were tracing patterns on your exposed skin.

“We’ll have two vodka cokes please,” you asked the bartender.

“Put it on my tab,” Elle mumbled from next to you. You looked at her. She hadn’t let you buy one drink for yourself all night. “Shush pretty princess,” Elle mumbled and put her finger on your lips. You giggled and smiled at her drunkenness. “It’s on me.”

Just as you were getting ready to go, elle called you back onto the dance floor. You’d just seen her chatting with JJ and JJ went to the DJ. Confused, you followed Elle and she stood in the middle. Suddenly, your favourite love song came on and you gasped, feeling butterflies escape in your belly.

“What’s going on?” You asked nervously. Elle put her hands around your waist and began to dance with you.

“I have something for you,” she whispered. You blushed. “A present.”

“Elle, you ddin’t need to get me anything,” you whispered back.

“Mhm, I did,” she nodded. You smiled and carried on dancing to the music. Your hips swayed in time to the music and Elle’s hand slid over your waist and your hips. Your arms were around her shoulders and you couldn’t keep your eyes off her. She couldn’t stop staring at you either. As the song began to wind down, the music got slower and the dance floor cleared but your focus on Elle only got larger. She began to lean in slowly. You were unsure at first but then her lips touched yours and the whole world exploded. You kissed her back and it had never felt so perfect in your life.

“A birthday kiss,” Elle mumbled as she pulled away, “for the most beautiful birthday girl.”

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veeluvss · 15 days

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Nice Try

jemily implied smut

jj tries to top after being bottom for so long

1.5k words

cross posted to ao3 (capvenusprentiss)

“That’s it, that’s it baby girl. You’re okay,” Emiy said as JJ orgasmed all over her fingers. “That’s my girl. You did so good.'' Her words were encouraging as JJ panted, her eyes shut tight and her back arched. This was everything to Emily, seeing her girl cum all over her fingers - it was like heaven on earth for the grey–haired woman. JJ calmed down as Emily watched the emotions across her face. She laid against the bed and Emily pulled out her fingers, presenting them to the younger girl. Her mouth was open obediently, wanting nothing but to taste herself like the good girl she had to be for Emily. She sucked Emily’s fingers with vigour and Emily smiled, loving the feeling. “Oh my good girl,” Emily praised and ran her fingers through JJ’s hair. “You’re so good for daddy hm?” “Hm,” JJ mumbled around her fingers, looking up at her girlfriend with her big, blue puppy eyes.

Emily removed her fingers and JJ lay on the bed, smiling and trying not to yawn. She was sleepy now. “Let’s get you cleaned up,” Emily said softly and spread JJ’s legs again. Emily smiled at the mess before running into the bathroom. JJ lay on her back, blinking up at the ceiling, thinking it over. She really loved Emily, loved being her sub - serving her and being used like a stupid little fuck toy. But she wandered if she was capable of fucking her and being on top- if Emily wanted to lose that control her her sometime. Of course JJ had fucked Emily. She’d licked her out, rode her face, but she’d never worn the strap. She wondered what it felt like, to pound into Emily beat after beat and watch her face and entire facade crumble. She wondered if Emily ever thought about it, wished JJ would take control sometimes instead of always being so needy.

Emily suddenly appeared above her and she squealed before hiding her face behind her hands, blushing madly. As if Emily caught her thinking about THAT. “Heyyyy, no,” Emily teased and pried her hands away from her face. JJ whimpered and kept her eyes shut tight so she couldn’t see Emily, so she couldn’t get more embarrassed (if that was possible). “What’s my pretty thing thinking about, hm?” Emily asked, stroking JJ’s hair. “You,” JJ muttered back. “Me? What about me?” JJ whined and wiggled up the bed so she could cover herself in the blankets but Emily grabbed her waist and pulled her back down.

“I’ve got to clean up your mess, take it easy, wiggle bum,” Emily teased and began wiping her down with a hot cloth. “Do you want to shower?” “Not a shower day,” JJ huffed. “Can’t wash my hair yet.” “Do you want a bath?” JJ perked up at the thought of a nice hot bath, with candles and bubbles and salts. She nodded and shot Emily a nice big smile.

“With snacks?” She asked hopefully. “If you ask nicely,” Emily teased and JJ giggled. “Can I have snacks in my bath daddy?” Emily smiled at the question and felt butterflies in her stomach. That was why she did this. She adored being in control of her JJ - looking out for her and taking care of her - spoiling her and protecting her at all costs. “Of course baby, come on,” she stood up and grabbed JJ’s robe from the side. She held it out for her girl to be wrapped up in.

As Emily walked to the bathroom, JJ watched her from her spot on the edge of the bed. Watched the way her hips moved and her hair bounced over her shoulders in its messy ponytail. As she leaned over the bath to reach the taps, JJ imagined her over the bed, spanking her arse til it was red raw the way Emily does to her if she misbehaves. She giggled at the thought of it, unable to even take herself seriously.

“JJ, seriously, what are you thinking about?” Emily asked, almost concerned. JJ was clearly deep in her own thoughts and after such a scene, she needed to ensure it was healthy. “Hm?” JJ hummed, looking up at the mention of her name. Emily left the bath running and came closer to her girlfriend. She kneeled down in front of her and rested her hands on her outer thighs, brushing her blackbird tattoo. “What are you thinking about?” Emily asked. She reached a hand up and caressed her girlfriend’s face. “Just you, like I said,” JJ smiled. “Nothing bad Em.” “What about me then?” JJ blushed again and giggled like a school girl. “Come on, tell me,” Emily practically whined and her bottom lip jutted out, making JJ’s giggling escalate. “It silly,” JJ chuckled and looked away. “It must be if it’s making you giggle so much,” Emily teased and tickled JJ’s belly a little. JJ laughed and grabbed hold of her hands, tightly securing the tickles. “Tell daddy, Jay. You know you’re allowed to express your thoughts and desires,” Emily said in a firmer tone. JJ sighed and still refused to look at Emily. “Do you ever think- no, hm,” JJ began and then stopped. “Do I think, what?” “About me topping you sometime?” JJ spat the question out as fast as she could. Emily let a wide smile form on her face, not wanting to laugh. “I haven’t thought about it before, no,” Emily replied, as calmly as she could. “Is it something you want to try?” “I’m not sure,” JJ muttered, lowering her head. “Hey, it’s okay. We can if you like.” Emily knew it wouldn’t work out but if her girl wanted to give it a go then they’d give it a go. “I want to,” JJ admitted. “I just don’t think I’d be very good at it - but but I want to try.”

“Then we can try it. Tomorrow?” “Tomorrow,” JJ smiled. She was glad she didn’t have to take control today, she still wanted her bath. “Bath and snack time then, come on princess,” Emily smiled and stood up. JJ smiled. She was a princess. Emily’s princess.

The next day came around and JJ was giggly all day. They arrived home and Emily immediately went to take charge of their night but a stern look from JJ stopped her. “Oh yeah,” Emily groaned. “Take my shoes off Em,” JJ said and sat on the ottoman. Emily laughed and shrugged, this was going to be entertaining. “I do this anyway,” Emily said. “Yeah, well- I want you to do it now,” JJ replied and held up her foot. Emily laughed again and began taking off JJ’s heels and setting them nicely on the side. JJ stood up then and, being a few inches shorter than Emily, stood on her tiptoes - Emily tried not to smile at the sight as JJ put her finger under her chin. “Go wait for me in bed like a good girl,” JJ said and Emily nodded, letting the smile out. “Yes boss,” Emily teased and ran upstairs. JJ giggled and kicked her feet happily, this was exhilarating.

JJ entered the bedroom, and Emily was laying on the bed with her clothes on. “I said be ready for me!” JJ said, looking over at Emily with a pout on her lips. “Hey, no pouting,” Emily warned and sat up. “I am ready for you.” “No, no- your clothes were meant to be off,” JJ groaned and turned around, composing herself. She was meant to be in charge. “Jay?” Emily asked, checking on her girl. JJ turned back around with a sudden fierceness. “Take off your clothes and be ready to take me properly. I don’t want you to step out of line again young lady-” JJ said. It felt foreign on her tongue and she couldn’t help but smile - what was she doing? Emily giggled and began getting undressed. “Yes boss,” she said. “It’s daddy to you,” JJ said, walking more in the room and Emily burst out laughing. JJ swatted her with her discarded t-shirt. “Quit laughing at me,” she groaned. “You’re too cute.” “I’m not cute. I’m hot and sexy and domineering,” JJ said. She began taking off her pants in front of Emily and the older woman groaned, she couldn’t even grab her and tell her off for teasing. She had to watch her girl undress so slowly in front of her and just watch…

To Emily’s surprise, JJ grabbed the strap. It made her smile but she didn’t want to laugh again, although it was an enduring laugh. She loved that her girl was trying. She watched her struggle to get it on and thought about asking her. It wasn’t until JJ threw the strap down in a huff and sat on the bed that Emily moved closer. “JJ,” Emily said softly. She wrapped her legs around JJ so her back was in her front and the blonde quickly wiped her eyes. “Okay, tears, okay,” Emily said more to herself, acknowledging them. She held her girlfriend tighter. “I can’t do it,” JJ whispered, kicking the strap with her foot. “Can’t do this. I’m pathetic.” “Hey JJ no, we don’t use those words about ourselves,” Emily warned and moved around so she could see her girlfriend’s face. Taking the opportunity, JJ put her head on Emily’s shoulder. “I’m sorry I- I can’t do it. I can’t take charge, it's not right,” JJ admitted. Emily stroked her back and kissed her head. “And that’s okay. We tried it and it didn’t work but our usual dynamic does.” “But-” JJ whimpered and stopped herself, not wanting to voice her concerns. “But what princess?” “But what if I’m not good enough for you?” “Not good enough? JJ you’re more than good enough for me. Is that where all this came from? JJ I adore you, I love the way things are. If you weren’t good enough for me something would have changed a long time ago,” Emily said. “But what if you want things to change now-” “I don’t Jay. I really don't. I don’t want you to top me, especially if it’s something you don't want to do, really.” “I wanted to! I wanted to try it. I’m just not good at it.” “Maybe you’re not the best top but that’s because you’re just meant to be on bottom, Jay. My sweet little princess, let me top you. Let me take control. You never, ever have to.” “Don’t you wish you didn’t have to be in control all the time?” JJ asked, still cuddled into her girlfriend's side. “At work I do, but here, with you - looking after my sweet girl who just deserves all the care in the world. Plus, you’re just as much in charge of me outside the bedroom,” Emily teased and ran her fingers through JJ’s hair. JJ smiled a little and nodded. “I guess I am.” “I love you JJ,” Emily muttered. “I love you, Emily.” They shared a tender kiss before Emily stood up, she grabbed JJ before throwing her on the bed and climbed on top of her. “Now, what do you call me?” She asked, leaning over JJ. JJ giggled loudly and gripped Emily’s bare waist, taking in the marvellous body on top of her. “Hi, daddy.”

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