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Chapter 32 - Clash of the Titans
Emily was making rounds on her peds ward with Lena, her residents, and their interns. She rarely had to take lead when rounding anymore because Lena was taking on more and more of that responsibility as Emily really got to pour into her. It was a beautiful partnership and one that other residents and attendings were jealous of. Lena was really starting to thrive as she was heading towards the end of her residency. Emily had promised her second in command that she’d teach her the Prentiss method when she needed to start studying for her boards. As they got closer to that, Emily was proud but she was also sad that there was a chance that she’d lose her close friend to another hospital. They’d cross that bridge when they got there but she’d fight like hell to try and keep Lena or at least make the decision difficult with what she could offer if she could get her to stay.
The peds surgeon was also cutting again in the OR, although still with Lena completely by her side and guiding her through everything but Emily was ready. She’d done so much of the hard work that she started doing more routine procedures on her own again without much trouble. She was proud of her progress and was ready to pretty much take off her training wheels. Her chief of surgery had pretty much cleared her, her therapist had also cleared her, and now she just needed a surgery to come through for her to finally put her back in the game.
The blaring of her pager cut through her thoughts while she started to exit another patient's room with the rest of her surgical entourage. Eyeing her pager she switched gears and headed down to the pit by the elevator and started to tie her hair up into a sleek ponytail.
“Room 314 Dr. Prentiss.”
Shoving the curtain open, she came face to face with a set of parents and a younger child who she could pick out from any crowd. Jonathan and Betty Fields were standing off to the side telling one of her favorite ER nurses all the necessary information about their daughter Angel, who has short guy syndrome. Chelsea recognized the family right away once they were sent back onto her unit and paged Emily. The peds surgeon had been treating Angel since her residency from Seattle but when she had found out she’d gotten the job in DC they’d stayed under Dr. Robbins’ care. She was curious about the lack of communication from her best friend-
Her phone started blasting in the pocket of her scrub pocket.
“Hello, Dr. Prentiss.”
“Hey Em. I meant to call earlier but I was stuck in surgery longer than I anticipated.” Arizona rushed out in one breath.
“Is this about Angel?” Emily inquired.
“So they made it to you okay?”
“They’re in my ER right now and I just got down to them. Let me step out for a second.” Nodding towards her phone to both Jon and Betty they understood.
“Yes, I’ve sent you over all her updated files. You know her medical history so that’ll help. They were doing a cross country trip and were supposed to end up in Texas to be with their family. Angel’s condition had stabilized enough for her to not be tied up in a hospital bed anymore. But she started to decline while they were traveling the east coast.”
“Okay, so let me read through her file and run some tests. You know me and Lena have got her.”
“I know you guys do. Let me know if you need anything from me.”
“Thanks Arizona. Gotta get back to work. Love you, bye!”
Jumping back into the room she pulled Jon and Betty out of the room to talk through what happened while her team prepared Angel to be transferred up to her peds ward. The Fields family had been grateful for how long Dr. Prentiss and Dr. Robbins had elongated their daughter’s life but they knew that their daughter was struggling again. It came with many surgeries and a variety of methods to try to keep her comfortable and out of the hospital.
“My team is bringing her upstairs. I need to thoroughly read her updated file that I’ve gotten from Dr. Robbins then we can talk through our options. Give Chelsea about 15 minutes then she can take you up to the room.”
“That’ll give us some to figure out our hotel situation.” Emily scribbled down a number on her notepad and handed it over.
“Ask for Kat and tell her that Emily personally gave you this number. She’ll be able to help with all your accommodations.”
After separating from the Fields she got to work quickly skimming through Angel’s file. Not much was different aside from adjusting medications and back to feeding through a tube during their trip to prevent any stomach illnesses. She would have to run a new set of labs to see if there were any outliers. She’d be having a long night at the hospital which meant having to message JJ to let her know not to wait up for her.
Text to Jennifer ❤️💍: Hey baby, I think I’m gonna be tied up here tonight. I’ll probably just crash in an on-call room. My patient is a little girl that Arizona and I have treated in the past. I gotta keep her safe with me.
Hunkering down into her office she went over all the lab work, scans, all previous reports from Arizona and her team. They did everything that she would have thought of during that time. She paged Lena and Levi to meet with her so they can start putting together a plan.
“I am going to shift some things around because I need both of you for this case. Levi, I need you to get your interns to start researching any procedures that Dr. Robbins’ team didn’t have access to.” Schmitt took off running because he was excited about this case. He was intrigued and needed this challenge. Lena helped her put together a course of action as they sifted through the research. They talked to Jon and Betty together telling them how they would look at their medical options, research new techniques if they fit their daughters case, but right now it was about keeping Angel comfortable while still doing the necessary lab work and scans to give them the most recent numbers. Luckily, the Fields agreed for the time being and would be staying close by and to give them a call when the team was ready to present to them.
The hours bled together when Emily decided to call it a night and crash into an on-call room and demanded everyone else did too so they could present to the Field by the next day.
When the next morning came around, Emily, Levi, and Lena were ready to present all of the Field’s medical options with Angel. It was amazing how the Fields let their daughter help decide what medical decisions she wanted to make, now both Jon and Betty had overpowered some of those decisions but it kept Angel from spiraling because of the lack of control of the situation.
It took hours and hours because The Fields wanted to know every bit of information that was available to them. They wouldn’t make this decision lightly. They went over homeopathic options, non-surgical options, repeated procedures, new procedures, and just palliative care. The last option was not something anyone in the family really wanted to consider but Angel did. She was running out of steam but she knew that if she was going under the knife that she’d have at least one more left in her.
A new intestinal sleeve extender and processing device was an option that intrigued Jon, Betty, and Angel. It seemed to be a new device that would help her current condition but was highly new with very little successful cases.
“If I have a vote in this, I want the extender and device.” Angel stated as she was starting to get tired.
“We’ll keep that in mind sweetheart. Although we don’t love the lack of cases, it seems to be the closest we’ve ever gotten to helping fix the issue.” Jon stated while Betty made Angel comfortable in her hospital bed to take a nap.
“I know Dr. Prentiss and Dr. Luthor can do this.” Emily and her team had decided to stay out of the conversation as they wrapped up their key points. It was an exhausting morning and not much could be done until the family came to a decision and to keep Angel comfortable. For now, the team would leave the Fields while they worked the rest of their cases. Emily went to the lab to start practicing with similar stitches and devices that could potentially help her with the new procedure.
Emily also wasn’t one hundred percent sold on the surgery but she would make some calls out of her office to the doctors who had successfully done the surgery and ask for any advice. No great doctor could ever assume that they are the only ones who can work miracles without practice, questions, and information. She’d keep herself busy for now and start teaching her team this afternoon barring any emergency surgeries.
Xxx
Emily’s pager tone cut through the quiet early morning in the on-call room she was currently laying in. She’d left JJ in bed early to head into the hospital to sift through more of the research her team had gathered about the procedure that Dr. Mitchel was pushing her and her team towards. Fishing it out of the pocket of white coat, she found it and squinted her eyes to see that the Chief was paging Emily to her office. Sitting up, stretching her limbs out, and rolling her neck and shoulders she slipped back into her white coat and took off.
Knocking on the door, she was addressed to enter and she slipped in graciously. Beca was a hard-ass but truly cared about her staff. She’d been so understanding and helpful with her recovery, scheduling, and time off after the hospital shooting had happened. That day haunted the Chief and how she felt about the security of the hospital after that. But all of that didn’t mean that Emily and Beca didn’t clash heads professionally. Dr. Mitchel had been the Chief of General Surgery for a few years before she’d been promoted. Beca was an amazing doctor and great leader but so was Emily, so there had been patients and cases that they would have full blown arguments over just for Emily to get her way, eventually.
“Hi Dr. Prentiss, come have a seat.”
“Uh oh. You only call me Dr. Prentiss when it’s serious business. What can I do for you Dr. Mitchel?” Beca closed the case file she was looking at and folded her hands on top of her desk and gazed at Emily. The peds surgeon was light years ahead of her time and knew that she’d be chief of surgery of this hospital or another when the time came. But this job isn’t cut out just for anyone.
“This is about the procedure and research on Ms. Angel Fields, the sleeve extension and processing device.”
“What about it?” Emily crossed her right leg over her left and threaded her fingers together over her knee. It was a subtle move to keep herself professional.
“You need to perform it, preferably tomorrow.” Beca cut straight to the point and said nothing else. She watched Emily’s nostrils flare and take a calming breath. “The Fields are willing to donate a great deal of money to your ward and the optics for that type of donation will do wonders for GWUH.”
“This surgery has only been done a handful of times and three of those cases were grown adults and not a teenager. Also, their condition wasn’t as far along as Angel’s. I’m not saying it couldn’t work but it’s a little…” Emily had some choice words to describe how the Chief was blindly making this decision because of the potential donation. “Quick to decide that this is the only option Angel and her parents have.”
“If there is anyone who can pull off this surgery, it’s you. I know you can do this. Plus the parents and Angel trust you.” Dr. Mitchel pressed knowing that relationships is what Emily thrived on in her ward. “Either way, you’re doing this procedure Dr. Prentiss.”
“And if I don’t agree to do it, Dr. Mitchel?” Emily tersely questioned.
“Then I’m sure I can get someone else to. I’m thinking of the larger picture here, Emily. The hospital is also a business. I hope that we can be on the same page about this.” Emily knew when she was being dismissed. She fucking understood business, her family had many businesses outside of them being international ambassadors. Stomping out of Dr. Mitchel’s office she decided to head home early because she’d have to be back in early to start preparing her team for this procedure.
Emily barely remembered her drive home let alone walking in through the door grumpily. All she saw was Jennifer lounging on the couch with just a pair of boy shorts and her baggy Washington Commanders sweater that was gifted to her from a former patient of hers when she’d just moved to DC.
“Hey baby” JJ barely tore her eyes away from the screen as she heard all the shuffling in the foyer.
Without saying anything, Emily peeled off her scrubs because she hadn’t even bothered to change back into her clothes and crawled her way on top of her wife. JJ didn’t even think anything of it as Emily tucked her head into her neck, wrapping her arm under her own as JJ wrapped her own around her back, and tangled their legs together.
“Rough day, huh?” Jennifer kissed her forehead and she shook her head, yes. “Wanna talk about it?”
“Not right now. All I need is you.” Emily murmured exhaustedly.
“Can I at least get a kiss?” It made Emily chuckle but pull back, reach up to JJ’s cheek to bring her into, what was supposed to be a chaste kiss, and quickly fall into a passionate one. Pulling apart when they needed air, “we’re gonna lay just like this for a while, I’ll cook us dinner while you soak in a relaxing bath, and if you’re up for it, I’ll give you a massage and we can make out like high schoolers in bed.”
“And what if I want you to do more than just massage me?” Emily purred.
“I’ll happily do that too. Whatever you want, baby.” JJ snuggled in tighter as she hoped Emily would let her relax her in a more intimate way later tonight.
Xxx
They had been a whole hour into Angel’s surgery carefully removing the infected sections and replacing it with the mesh. It took longer than Emily and her team anticipated because of the extensive damage to her intestines. But Emily and Lena worked diligently but slowly to make sure they hadn’t missed any of those sickly areas. After quite some time, they were finally able to start extending the intestine and placing it back into the body cavity.
Blaring started going off, “what’s going on?” Emily asked Lena. “There is blood pooling in here.” Emily was as calm as ever.
“Suction, Levi.” Lena reached in and started feeling around what she couldn’t visualize from the blood.
Multiple machines started sounding off with a whirlwind of movement between all the doctors to figure out that one section of the mesh needed to be sealed off better. Once that was taken care of everything calmed back down. Throughout the course of the surgery, it had been touch and go back of the remaining parts of the intestines, weren’t used to all the finagling which caused irritation at the points where they’d fixed it. Once they could extend the rest without bothering what was infected, the rest was smooth sailing. The device insertion went off without a hitch as Lena and Emily turned everything on and closed Angel up. It caused a round of applause in the gallery and in the operating room.
Emily hung her head over the basin of the sink in the scrub room. Lena had stepped out finishing before her and to give Emily a chance to calm herself down. After scrubbing out, she’d come to the realization that this was her first surgery with no issues, even with all the trials and tribulations of the procedure. The surgery was brutal with a lot of back and forth but she was glad she could pull it off for Angel. Slowly stepping out of the scrub room, she found Lena leaning against the wall, seeming to be waiting for her.
“Ready to go talk to Angel’s parents?” Emily’s eyes flashed, something Lena’s come to realize is frustration mixed with anger and level of respect for who she is upset with. She nodded and hooked her arm with Lena’s until they reached the double doors.
“You realize we’re going to have to write a whole publication on this procedure?” Emily side eyed the peds resident who looked shocked at the word, we.
She squeezed Emily’s bicep with excitement before they untangled and walked out together letting their eyes roam the waiting room until they spotted Jon and Betty. The anxious parents stood up quickly from their chairs as it was late into the evening at this point.
Jon and Betty were holding their breath as neither surgeon hadn’t said anything to them just yet.
“Angel’s operation was touch and go to get the device to properly insert what we used to extend her intestines. But Dr. Prentiss was able to make a last minute adjustment that secured the device.” Lena started with the bad and ended with some of the good then pausing.
“The team worked diligently to extend her intestines with the mesh and we were able to do almost double what she had before. We’ll have to watch for any shortening and if that’s the case, we’ll be able to fix that issue with an outpatient microscopic procedure. Angel will be transferred back to her room once she gets out from post-op.”
“She survived?” Betty asked shakily while Jon held her tightly to his side.
“She did Betty and Jon. She fought and she won.” Emily and Lena smiled at the exhausted but happy parents. Jon shook both of the surgeon’s hands while Betty had thrown her arms around both surgeons.
“Dr. Prentiss, I’ll be sure to add Dr. Luthor’s name to our donation.” Lena flinched as Emily’s hand instinctually balled up into a fist as her side.
“Jon… Betty… I did not do this surgery because I expected the donation after its success. Dr. Luthor and I believed we could do this and knew your daughter was strong enough, just like Angel knew that she had it in her to do another procedure. Please don’t make that donation to this hospital, if it’s not for the intent of just helping my ped’s ward thrive.”
“Oh Dr. Prentiss and Dr. Luthor,” Betty interrupted. “I don’t believe Dr. Mitchel presented our proposal correctly. We had already made the donation to the hospital in your name with the intention that it be spent on improving your peds wing according to what you decide, Dr. Prentiss, even before we knew about this surgery.” Betty and Jon eyed each other.
That stunned both surgeons into silence. “We knew the chances of Angel living were slim walking through these hospital doors. Angel is also aware of her condition to know that she might not wake up from this. But our girl has always been safe with you, Dr. Prentiss. We’d also made a great contribution to Dr. Robbins in Seattle before we went on our trip. Both of you and your teams have given us more time with our daughter than we ever thought we’d have and we just wanted to thank you.” Betty relayed all the new information.
Emily’s mahogany eyes misted over while Lena cleared her throat. All either one of them could do was share their deep thanks while leading them back to Angel’s room. Emily and Lena would be leaving for the night but they’re team knew to page them during the night if anything were to happen. Jon and Betty weren’t overly concerned as they would be with their daughter to keep a close eye on her.
Emily and Lena were writing their surgical notes and what orders were needed to be given to their nurses. They also wanted to get this done because they wanted to finally go home tonight. It had been a long week and most of the week Lena and Emily had been staying at the hospital working all hours through the night. JJ had been called for a case after the last time she’d manage to take herself home. It was exactly what Emily had needed to relax and recharge before coming back to the hospital.
Lena and Emily were talking through post-op directions, how much longer Angel will need to stay for her recovery, and if they can manage to finish out their road trip while setting up a follow-up appointment with a general surgeon that Emily had worked with on a few cases in Texas. Both doctors were interrupted from their work when a knock cut the surgeons off. Emily had a guess on who was coming to her door and told them to enter her office. Sitting back into her chair, Lena was watching Emily’s every move and questioned if she wanted Lena to leave. Emily declined the offer and trusted her second in command to be in the room with her.
Beca breezed into the room and had a glow surrounding her as she smiled at the duo in front of her.
“I hear congratulations are in order for both you and Dr. Luthor, Emily.”
“Yes, thank you, Dr. Mitchel.” Emily was short and to the point and eyed her boss. “Dr. Luthor has developed quite the skill set that showed during this operation.” Emily may be upset with Beca but she wasn’t going to pass up the opportunity to plug-in her resident.
“So I’ve been told. Dr. Luthor, it’ll be the privilege to be in the running to keep you here at GWUH when the time comes.” It was a big compliment and Lena thanked her gratefully for even acknowledging the feat that was this procedure with her mentor.
“Is there something you need, Dr. Mitchel?”
“You can cut that out Em. I’m just here to tell you that I was very confident of your success for this surgery.”
“No, you are more than thrilled about the donation that was already donated to my peds ward and leveraged that to get me to agree to this surgery.” Emily threw at Beca as she straightened herself out in her office chair.
“That is not what happened. I needed you to be on your A-game and I knew a bit of pressure would get you to see how this procedure was going to save Angel from another surgery in the future.” Lena uncomfortably watched the back and forth but knew that Emily needed her support while she essentially told Dr. Mitchel to fuck off.
“That may be but I am requesting some time off after this procedure. I have more PTO than I know what to do with and I have some serious thinking to do. I’ve learned so much under your leadership as I’ve found my own path with my peds ward but I will not work somewhere that prioritizes money over patient care. Now if you excuse me, Dr. Luthor and I have quite a bit of work to do before we take the rest of the night off.” Emily put her head down and started working while Lena did the same. Beca felt a bucket of ice cold water pour right over her and slowly backed out of the room.
When the door clicked, “damn Em, did you really mean that? You’re not going to leave me, are you?”
“Of course not, I just need her to think about what I said. I love working here but there are plenty of ways to make money for the hospital other than bullying surgeons to do work that can be potentially dangerous for our patients.” Emily said with so much conviction in her voice that it made Lena love her mentor that much more.
“I’m not opposed to using our PTO, if you were serious about that part.”
“Let’s finish our notes, then we can fill out our paperwork for HR and work the surgical board so I can go home to my wife and you can get to your girlfriend.” Lena flushed red thinking about Kara and she chuckled knowing what Emily was thinking about for her post-surgery activities.
Xxx
JJ is lounging in the hotel lobby waiting for the rest of the team to finish packing. They had collectively decided that they wanted to be home tonight rather than wait in the morning. She was on the west coast this time and it didn’t align with Emily’s schedule at all. Seeing as this whole week has been a week-long marathon of long nights for her wife, JJ managed to catch Emily late at night for a Facetime call. It had become a ritual when she was away on a case. JJ never wanted to go to sleep without looking into Emily’s dark mahogany gaze. It kept her sane and reminded her to be as safe as possible while on the job.
Bringing her phone up to her ear she waited for the other end to pick up, “Hey baby!” Emily answered.
“Hi you. I was calling to let you know that instead of coming home tomorrow morning, we’re flying in late tonight.”
“Oh thank god, I’ll wait up for you.”
“Babe, you don’t need to do that. I know you’ve had a long week-”
“We both have.” Emily interrupted her train of thought but JJ didn’t want to keep her lover up when it wasn’t necessary, rest was something they both needed.
“Yes, we have.” JJ didn’t disagree.
“Think you’ll have some energy when you get home?” Emily’s voice dropped an octave and a shiver ran down JJ’s spine knowing what that could mean.
“For you? Always.” JJ responded in her own sensual tone. No matter how tired she might be, she would never pass on having her wife. “You’re not on-call tomorrow or have any surgeries?”
“No. Decided to take a couple days off the rotation.” Her wife’s tone switched back to professional and knew right away there was more to the story.
They chatted for a few more minutes as the rest of the team started gathering around her and headed to the airstrip. This trip had a lot of highs and lows just like any case would but it was brutal. She couldn’t wait to be at home with her wife because she also had some time off available to her. Hotch felt it in his spirit to take their whole team off the BAU rotation because they all needed a break. Knowing what she was going home to, she decided to pull Emily’s sweater tighter around her as she closed her eyes to get an extra few hours of sleep.
Xxx
Emily was grateful to have spoken to her wife tonight. She needed grounding after her intense conversation with Beca earlier today, let alone the ground breaking surgery she performed. She’s proud of herself and the work she did with Lena but it was tainted with how she was tricked into doing said surgery. Her restless energy was through the roof and her wife wasn’t going to be home for a few more hours. She’d told her favorite blonde agent that she’d be happily waiting and hinted at the fact she’d be in for a long night. While she waited, she couldn’t sit still so she found herself at the gym.
Emily loved a good workout but preferably would rather be working out with her wife. It was way more fun teasing JJ when they could find time to go together. JJ lifted more often but when Emily spotted for her it was the best kind of foreplay. The peds surgeon did more workouts that would keep up her endurance as she stood in long surgeries or multiple surgeries every day. She did a lot more yoga to keep her flexible, high intensity workouts that left her intensely sweating, and surprisingly picked up krav maga to make JJ feel better. Her profiler had been insistent that she take some sort of self-defense classes because of JJ’s line of work. It eased JJ’s mind knowing that Emily knew how to protect herself in case JJ or her team wasn’t around.
After a solid hour of her workout Emily spent some time stretching and her body finally calmed down a notch. Spending the night relaxing is exactly what she had in mind as she walked through the door of their penthouse. Emily let herself enjoy a long hot bath with her favorite bath oils then slowly moisturized every inch of her body. Looking at the clock it was no wonder that Emily’s stomach was grumbling loudly at her. She checked the fridge for ingredients and she took the time to make chicken alfredo from scratch. It kept her distracted to knead and slice the dough for the pasta, cutting and preparing the chicken to cook, grating the parmesan cheese, toasting some garlic toast and putting it all together for a nice meal. She got to pair it nicely with a red wine.
Emily couldn’t help herself and decided to tease her wife a bit. She set her phone against the napkin holder so her front camera showed her from her chest up. Nimble fingers undid a few of the top buttons of her pj set to show just enough of her chest. Hitting record on the screen she twirled from pasta onto her fork and as sexy as she could make it, slurped the noodles into her mouth off the forth and slowly licked the excess alfredo sauce from her bottom lip and took a sip of wine ending the video with a slight smirk.
Em 😍 👩🏼❤️💋👩🏻 ❤️ 🔥: sends short clip
Jennifer ❤️💍: How in the fuck do you make eating look so fucking sexy?
Jennifer ❤️💍: Slurp me up instead
Em 😍 👩🏼❤️💋👩🏻 ❤️ 🔥: I plan to.
Emily made JJ a plate and packed away leftovers. Looking at the clock she knew she had some time to kill before her wife would be walking through the door. She could squeeze in a solid nap.
Xxx
JJ was eager to get her keys into the door so she could finally be in the same room as her wife. This week had been hell between their hectic schedules and her being on the opposite coast for a case. Slowly she shed her coat and put away her go bag so she didn’t need to do it later. Seeing the light above the stove meant there was a meal in the microwave waiting for her. It was quiet at the moment so she assumed Emily had fallen asleep waiting up for her, which was okay.
JJ stood at the counter enjoying the homemade pasta and wine that Emily made for tonight. She couldn’t wait to be able to sit down and enjoy a meal with Emily hopefully for the next few days. After her late night meal she quickly washed and put away her dishes so she could get ready for bed and snuggle up to her favorite person.
Too engrossed in her own thoughts of the possibilities of what Emily and her could do on their days off together she barely registered the moan the cut through the air the closer she got to their bedroom door. It wasn’t shut all the way but it was cracked open. Peaking in, the room was dark but it was being illuminated by a screen of some sort. Her ears picked up more sound but it wasn’t coming from Emily’s pretty mouth but it was still her.
Shifting her feet closer to the door and letting her eyes take in as much as she could from the doorway. The peds surgeon had her shirt shucked up to her chin, one hand was massaging her breast while her opposite hand was out of sight. Emily’s neck was strained as her head was tipped back pushing hard into the pillow beneath her head.
“I think I’m making love to my wife while making both of our dirty fantasies come true. I can only imagine how sexy you look so open for me while I’m on my knees for you.”
JJ’s knees buckled when she realized what her wife was doing. Heating flashed through her body and wanted to watch for herself. Knocking on the door to not spook Emily she slowly pushed the door open and what she saw almost brought her down to her knees. Below the waist, her wife’s pale legs were bare of any fabric spread wide open with her middle finger delicately rubbing at her clit. Her arousal was seeping out from her opening and down in between her cheeks onto their sheets.
Dark chocolate colored eyes slowly opened to meet her gaze and kept going. Emily had heard JJ walk in through their door and move around the penthouse not realizing she had been very much awake. She had stayed quiet as she started to touch herself thinking about what JJ would be walking into.
Their homemade video was playing softly on the phone. It was encrypted and propped up on a decorative pillow so she could watch at the same time without compromising her hands. She knew her chest was flushed and her hands were in no rush to push herself over the edge. JJ unbuttons the first few buttons of her blouse, quickly takes off her shoes and socks and starts crawling her way from the foot of the bed. Just when JJ thinks she can lay on her stomach to devour her wife herself when a pale foot is pressed against her chest. Azure eyes shoot up to dark as knight irises and sees the command to just watch and wait. The agent bites her lip hard as her gaze falls between milky thighs and watches Emily’s strong and yet delicate fingers work her clit gently.
“I may have not heard the whole story yet but I know you worked exceptionally hard today. Please let me take over.” JJ’s mouth is water and her hands are itching to touch her wife.
“Make me.” Em’s timbre was deeper than normal but the brattiness in her tone pinged what her wife needed from her tonight. She only ever was bratty in bed when her buttons got pushed at work from her bosses. It wasn’t very often because everyone loved the peds surgeon but it must have been bad today.
“What the fuck did you just say?” JJ sat back on her hunches staring at the body spread out before her.
“I said, make me.” Emily repeated herself enunciating each word, rolling her eyes a bit.
“Excuse me darling, who the fuck do you think you’re talking to like that?” Turning her back to her wife, she slipped her legs under pale bent knees and flipped Emily onto her stomach, pinning both her arms under her own hips. The peds surgeon grunted under her breath, fucking FBI agent bullshit.
JJ’s hand flew the air so quickly, swiping across a meaty ass cheek turning it red immediately. Emily moaned at the sudden sting but refused to give JJ what she wanted. A second and third strike came in succession on both of her ass cheeks and Emily’s walls clenched hard around nothing and saying nothing. It made JJ’s skin flush with heat when her wife refused to play by her rules.
“Oh my precious girl, you think we’re playing by your rules. I think you’ve forgotten who you belong to and who chose that ring on your finger.” JJ struck Emily’s very reddened ass a handful more times. Emily hips started to wriggle trying to find some relief.
Clinking of a belt buckle being wrestled with was all Emily could hear aside from JJ’s breathing. JJ made fast work of her leather belt and looped it tightly into her hand. JJ rubbed her hand on the sensitive skin that was beneath her to give Emily some relief and when she least expected it and snapped her wrist with her belt. It was more of the sound than the pain of it.
“Okay, nine!” Emily screeched in pleasure and JJ struck her one more time for good measure. “Ten, daddy.”
Leaning down JJ kissed the crimson flesh giving her wife a break. Slowly rolling Emily back onto her back, JJ eyed full breasts and struck each one across achingly stiff dark nipples making her wife buck her hips into the air. JJ threw pale legs apart and took the end of her belt to tap Emily’s enlarged clit making her squirm roughly.
“Take your shirt off baby.” Without so much of a sound, Emily peeled her shirt away. Her body was thriving on the pain and pleasure JJ was giving her. She spent so much of her day in control of her emotions, her actions, her hands that she needed it to all fall away and handed the control to her wife. Emily put her hands out in front of JJ hoping she’d understand what she needed.
Sweeping her hands into Emily’s bedside table, she found a red silk scarf and started wrapping it around lithe wrists. Tugging on it until it was tight enough without cutting off circulation, she eyes Emily checking to make sure it was to her liking. “It’s perfect, daddy.”
JJ put Emily’s arms above her head to make her chest lift. She smothered her face between the globes and bit down sucked hard on the skin she could reach. There was something so enticing about marking her wife when she was this bratty. The agent took her time licking and brushing her tongue against stiff nipples and slightly nibbling on them. Arousal was smearing across her lower abdomen and she didn’t give a flying fuck about her work clothes.
“Who do you belong to?”
“You.” JJ pinched the opposite nipple roughly.
“Who do you belong to?”
“You, JJ.” Emily really was pushing her luck using her wife’s nickname. She didn’t really use it unless she was irritable or upset. JJ’s hand wrapped itself around pale neck squeezing slightly at the muscles on each side allowing her to breathe.
Smiling down wickedly at her wife letting her other hand trail down between her legs clawing at the thick muscle on the inside of her thighs knowing it will in fact leave a bruise. Letting go JJ lightly starts to pet Emily’s clit making her moan at the touch. JJ takes the pad of the finger and moves at a glacial pace feeling her wife’s clit harden coming out of it’s hood even more now. Each little flicks and rub make Emily’s arousal drip out of her cunt.
Heating is flaring through all of Emily’s limbs as JJ plays with her pussy. Her legs start to squirm but any time she starts to get close JJ pulls her finger away. When JJ leans down to spread her lips apart and blows a cool stream of air right onto her clit she feels her walls clench so hard that her pussy squelches making JJ chuckle at the raw need.
“I’m going to ask you one more time sweetheart, who do you belong to?” JJ slipped in two fingers into Emily’s cunt to her knuckle feeling her walls clamp onto them. When she received no answer she hooked her fingers into Emily’s g-spot immediately making her moan out loudly. Seeing her wife’s bravado crack slightly she slipped her fingers back out and shoved them into Emily’s mouth pushing into the back of her throat. Emily gagged and a tear slid down into her hair when JJ pulled back gently.
“Please…” Emily was holding on for dear life but her body was strung up so tight she could feel herself about to pop off.
“Ah ah, you need to answer me first.” JJ purposely hadn’t kissed Emily yet. The second their lips touched it would be game over and JJ wouldn’t be able to hold onto this scene. Kissing Emily melted her in ways that she couldn’t explain.
“Say it.” JJ pushed and Emily swallowed at the command then met her wife with silence. Slim fingers tweaked her nipples causing her body to jerk but still nothing. JJ used her hands to spread Emily’s pussy completely open to her and started rubbing her thumb intentionally over the spot that she knew could throw Emily into a mind blowing orgasm but the touch was so light that all it would do is dangle her there into insanity.
Emily’s shoulders started to her keeping her arms up but her torso clenched at light pleasurable touches. It was starting to be too much. She needed to come. She needed to let go. JJ was relentlessly holding her legs open and her hips still as she stroked her bundle of nerves. Sweat was starting to bead at her forehead as JJ’s touch became more insistent. Emily felt herself careening over the edge when JJ removed her hands all together.
“I belong to you, daddy!” Emily bellowed as she squeezed her thighs hopefully that little amount of friction would take her over. “Please! Please make me come.” It wasn’t a daily occurrence for the peds surgeon to beg for anything let alone an orgasm of this magnitude from her wife but she won’t lie, she loves this game when she needs it.
“You are devastatingly perfect, honey. You will come after you get me off with that pretty little mouth you’ve got.” JJ moved Emily's arms down to give her a break while she stripped the rest of her clothing off. JJ groaned when she had to peel her very saturated panties off of herself. Crawling up the bed she straddled Emily’s head and when she looked down between her own legs Emily’s eyes had entirely gone black. JJ put an extra pillow under Emily’s head and neck so she didn’t have to strain but when Emily showed her the slightest nod JJ’s world tilted on its axis.
Emily’s tongue went to work over her wife’s puffy lips and slurped at the arousal coming out from JJ’s cunt. Fuck she tasted so good. JJ tried to keep her hips still to not hurt Emily under her. She ran her hands through her hair moaning into the ceiling at all the perfect movements of Emily’s tongue on her clit.
“Look at you making daddy feel so fucking good. Your bratty mouth needed my pussy to shut you the fuck up.” JJ walked a fine line with the degradation without calling her wife a slut or any nasty names. She didn’t love that and Emily didn’t care for it. But that pushed Emily’s buttons because she was the dirty talker in bed.
Bending her arms at the elbows and pushing her hands against the small of JJ’s back let JJ know that she could move her hips. Emily stuck her tongue out to let her wife fuck her face a bit. JJ’s abs contracted as her hips moved and Emily did nothing but lick up as much of her wife as she could. JJ’s control was barring none the more Emily ate her out.
“Fuck baby, that’s it. Don’t you are fucking stop. Make daddy cum in your mouth.” Emily worked overtime suctioning her lips over her wife’s clit and JJ howled slamming her palm into the wall as her orgasm hit her. “Oh my god, yes. You feel so fucking good.” JJ slowed her hips down and sat back a bit to catch her breath while Emily licked her lips loving the taste of her wife’s cum.
“You did so good my sweet girl.” JJ cooed while moving back between Emily’s legs, prying them apart she saw how wet Emily was from just getting her off. JJ licked Emily’s arousal from the insides of her thighs. It wouldn’t take a lot so she used her middle finger and flicked at Emily’s clit.
“Daddy, can I please cum? I can- can’t hold off much longer.”
“Can I try something before you do?” JJ asked knowing this would be the perfect time to try this because of all the arousal seeping out from Emily’s cunt.
Emily knew what JJ wanted to try and nodded her permission. Without taking more time, JJ put her index finger of her opposite hand into Emily’s mouth to lube up even though it wouldn’t be necessary. Then she slowly brought her finger between her wife’s cheeks feeling for her button. She rimmed it carefully feeling more arousal drip onto her hand.
“I can take it, Daddy. Just go slow please.” Emily hadn’t thought much about it before but when JJ had brought it up she wanted to try and thank god her wife knew her body better than her. Feeling the resistance JJ pushes in slowly and pulses her finger every so often while still playing with her wife’s clit to hopefully even out the pain with pleasure. Gently entering her wife’s ass JJ didn’t pull out after getting her finger to her knuckle.
“Play with your right nipple, baby. You can cum now.” JJ sped up the rate of her movements slightly as pale fingers tugged on her nipple roughly and Emily screaming into the night making her body jerk making their bed shake. Being edged for so long Emily’s body felt wave after wave of pleasure while JJ played her pussy gently drawing out multiple orgasms in a row.
“Okay…baby. Red, fuck!” Emily’s body lurched as a shorter orgasm ripped through her that was borderline painful and JJ pulled her hands away. JJ wasn’t alarmed like that the first time Emily had called red after a particularly long scene but she knew to just jump into after care. Emily’s body came down from its high while JJ rubbed her down, cleaned up their mess and untied her hands.
“Wait Jennifer…” JJ stopped what she was doing to look at Emily.
“Kiss me?” Emily asked.
“Of course, baby.” JJ leaned down framing Emily’s cheeks with her hands to draw her into a deep kiss that just screamed welcome home. Letting it fade with softer chaste kisses she let go and went back to work.
It took a while but JJ grabbed a blanket from the foot of their bed and pulled it over their bodies as she yanked Emily’s body to lay right on top of her. It was JJ’s favorite way of holding her wife after so much time apart and Emily’s snuggled in deeply into the crook of JJ’s neck, playing with one of JJ’s hands and their legs completely tangled together. They settled into each other and just let their bodies relax for a little while after the sexcapades.
“I rocked my surgery today but Beca lied to me and Lena to get us to operate sooner than we were ready for.” Emily
“I’m sorry, what?” JJ traced random lines on her wife’s back as she spoke, keeping them relaxed. “Lied to you how?”
“My patient’s parents had donated a large amount of money to my ward and the hospital. Beca made me believe that the donation was riding on the success of my surgery when that wasn’t the case. I found out after we’d finished.” Emily traced her lips along the side of her wife’s neck and sucked a light hickie.
“Hence the need to be a complete brat tonight.” JJ connected the dots.
“It was out of my control. I didn’t love it but I knew we were her best shot at recovering.”
“And you did it. You saved her life.” She hugged Emily tight in her arms.
“I subtly told Beca that I was considering quitting after what she pulled today, I didn’t mean it though. I’m just going to take the rest of the week off.” JJ chuckled knowing that was Emily’s way of telling her boss to fuck off.
“Maybe we should take a trip somewhere. My team is off the rotation after this last case because it was brutal and we also need a break.” JJ was planting the seed because she had plans to set in motion.
“Let’s have Penelope plan something for us. I’m sure she’s good at stuff like that.” Emily suggested knowing that they both didn’t have the capacity to plan something this last minute. JJ reached to her side table for her phone, shooting her best friend a quick text. It pinged less than a minute later. They spent some time just catching up with each other, whispering how much they missed one another, sharing anecdotes from their time apart as they cuddled and eventually fell asleep in each other's arms knowing that they had something to look forward to in the coming days.