Author's Note: So, I've been away from FanFiction for a short (long) time. I guess I've been a little (lot) busy with getting married and moving to the US. But, I'm hoping to get back into writing properly again, and where better to start than with a little Emily/JJ loving? :)

While You Were Sleeping

The humming of the fan was driving her insane. The faint light shining through the windows, even more so. And the desire to shake the life out of the snoring body beside her was overwhelming.

She wasn't usually this touchy, but then she wasn't usually this 'frustrated'.

Rolling from her side onto her back, JJ stared up at the ceiling. It didn't take long for her mind to drift back. After all, that was the reason she couldn't sleep in the first place.

The lights of the city bounced off of Emily's dark hair as she walked away. And soon enough, she was gone. Leaving JJ with nothing but her parting words lingering in her mind, the burn of her goodbye kiss against her lips. It was over before it had even begun.

JJ had stored that memory away a long time ago. Cut her losses, and adapted to the idea that her life was with Will; they had a child together, what could be more natural and perfect than that?

It wasn't fair. It wasn't fair at all. She'd left. And JJ had helped her to do so, given her job. It was the most difficult thing she'd ever had to simply be 'okay' with, and now she was just.. back. Home. Back where she should have always been. It was selfish to pretend that Emily even had a choice in leaving. But God, it wasn't fair.

She looked over at the clock. 2:17 blurred from the small black box, and she sighed, not for the first time that evening.

Reverting her gaze back to the ceiling; JJ thought about the hour prior to watching her love disappear into the night, when they sat drinking coffee at a small café. And the thirty minutes prior to that, when they walked out of the hotel, hand in hand. And the hour(s) prior to that; when her legs were wrapped so tightly around Emily's waist as skilled fingers moved inside her.

JJ felt heat bubbling in her lower stomach, and shook her head to expel such thoughts. But it was no good. The mere thought of Emily made JJ instantly wet; it always had. And this time was no different.

Sighing once more, she looked over again to the body beside her. He was a good guy, really. But quite simply, he just wasn't her.

Shifting slightly, she felt the duvet graze against her hardened nipples, and closed her eyes at the feeling. It felt amazing, and wrong, all at the same time. Here she was, laid next to the father of her child, whilst immensely turned on by the thought of, not only another person, but another woman.

It was wrong, obviously. But honestly, that just made it worse.

Purposely, she shifted once more, again feeling the duvet graze against her nipples; it was okay if it was 'accidental', right?

A few more slight shifts of her body, and it was no longer enough. Thoughts of Emily touching her, kissing her, fucking her; were plaguing her, and she could feel how wet she'd become with each unconscious movement of her hips. There was certainly no chance of sleep now.

Remorse for the guy beside her seemed a world away now, as she slid one hand slowly under her shirt, across her stomach, and up to an aching nipple. She pulled and pinched as her hips continued their rhythm; thank goodness that Will was a heavy sleeper.

Circling her nipple, she closed her eyes and lost herself in a world of memory and fantasy.

"Does that feel good, baby?" The question was rhetorical, and even if it wasn't, she had lost all ability to form a coherent sentence a long time ago.

Her hands fisted the sheets as Emily, excruciatingly slowly, slid the toy inside her once again. She couldn't see her face, but JJ was sure she was smiling. That smug grin of hers that only adorns her face when she knows she's in control; pushing the blonde to her limit.

She needed more, and it wasn't long before her fingers were sliding through the wetness between her legs. Stroking one finger over her clit, she had to bite down on the duvet to stifle a moan.

Still, she needed more. She was so ready to come already.

"Emily, please.." Emily loved to hear her beg, and JJ knew it.

Placing two strong hands on the blonde's hips, Emily forced the toy inside her lover a little deeper, a little faster.

With that thought, JJ plunged two fingers inside herself.

"Oh, God, baby." JJ's words sent Emily into a frenzy, and she quickened her pace, thrusting deeper each time.

She added a third finger.

Emily pulled JJ up to her knees, and pressed herself firmly against the blondes back; the toy still deep inside her. With one arm across her waist, the brunette used the other to pull on the younger woman's nipples.

"You're so beautiful when you're turned on." Emily whispered into JJ's ear.

JJ reached one arm above her head, gripping the pillow, as the other moved inside her; she was getting close.

Emily felt the blonde reach up behind her and grab a hold of her hair. JJ's grip simply made her thrusts faster; the blonde could take it, she was sure.

And she was right, "God baby I'm so close." The words almost ran together, barely audible, but Emily heard them and took the hint.

Releasing her grip on the blonde's nipple, Emily reached down to give her that final push over the edge.

JJ let go of the pillow, and used that same hand to rub her clit as she pushed the other deep inside of herself, curling her fingers at just the right spot.

The younger woman had a vice grip on Emily's fingers, but the talented brunette continued her motions; twisting and curling, rubbing and circling.

Emily quickened her pace.

JJ quickened her pace.

Emily's breathing became heavier and heavier.

JJ's breathing became heavier and heavier.

Emily pressed harder against JJ's clit, rubbing hard and faster than before.

JJ pressed harder against her clit, rubbed with a little more fury.

And then it came; the almighty release she had been craving. Craving not only all night, but the whole time since she last felt Emily against her. Since she last felt her touch, her kiss; the softness of her skin, and the safety of her arms.

Feeling the blonde shudder and shake against her, Emily held her tight; the movement of her fingers continuing until JJ fell limp against her. And with a gentle kiss against the younger woman's neck, Emily whispered, "Vi sarà sempre mia. VI sarà sempre la vostra."

As her breathing steadied, and she came back down to Earth, JJ felt the tears silently fall from her face.

"Always."

Author's Note 2: I hope it was to your satisfaction, but if not, let's put that down to me being a little rusty; I promise to make future stories better. :D As always, please review; I'd love to know what you guys think.