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When Hotch opened the door he saw Prentiss in a towel dancing with her headphones in her ears singing, "Don't you wish girlfriend was hot like me? Don't you wish your girlfriend was a freak like me?" He was shocked at the sight but he didn't want it to end. He thought that Prentiss was the sexiest woman alive at that moment and he couldn't bring himself to say anything so he just stood there enjoying the sway of Emily's butt while she danced. Emily on the other hand was completely oblivious to what was going on so she kept dancing and singing. When she started to take off her towel Hotch debated on whether to watch her or announce himself.
Just before Prentiss dropped the towel Hotch cleared his throat to announce his presence. At that Prentiss jumped with a squeal. As she pulled out her headphones she asked, "How long were you standing there?" "Long enough to know that you are a freak." Answered Hotch. "Oh….. My… Gosh. This is super awkward." Prentiss said. Hotch walked over to Prentiss and said, "Don't worry." Then he finished by whispering in her ear, "It will be our little secret." He smiled when he noticed that Emily shivered and blushed. "Well I am going to shower and let you get dressed. I will be back in a little while."Hotch said. "Ok." Emily replied.
As soon as Hotch walked in the bathroom and closed the door, she got dressed and called JJ for some advice. "Hello" answered JJ. "Hey it's me, Emily. I need your help." Emily said in a frantic voice. "Are you dying, bleeding, or convulsing?" asked JJ. "No" answered Emily. "Then I'm sorry but you have the wrong number." JJ answered before she hung up the phone. 'I hope that she knows that next time she needs help, she ain't getting squat.' thought Emily. "Now what am I supposed to do?" Emily asked herself. Not exactly sure what to do Emily plopped down on the side that she chose and waited for Hotch to return.
When Hotch returned Emily looked up and was greeted with a marvelous sight. Hotch had no shirt on and she couldn't help but stare at his chiseled chest and his muscular arms. Emily imagined herself wrapped up in his strong arms while placing small kisses on his chest. Emily soon snapped out of her daydream when she heard her name being called by Hotch. "I'm sorry what?" Emily asked. "Do you mind if I sleep without my shirt on?" Hotch politely asked. "Go ahead." answered Emily. As Hotch got on the bed they each said their good nights and drifted off to sleep.
At three in the morning Hotch was woken up by moaning. He turned over and saw that it was Emily and he wondered what she was dreaming about. Soon he found out. Emily called his name in what sounded to be a moan of pleasure. He was shocked but at the same time very intrigued so he decided to have some fun. He leaned over Emily and whispered in her ear. "Emily what do you want?" He started. "You." She replied. Well he couldn't stop there so he then said, "What else do want?" Emily replied with, "I want you to touch me." Hotch started to get hard so he grabbed his dick and started to stroke it while whispering dirty things in Emily's ears. Soon he felt his release drip into his hands and almost groaned at the pleasure. After he got Emily to come from his words he once again drifted off to sleep.
A few hours later Emily then woke up and was greeted by two large hands in her pants massaging her butt. She thought that maybe Hotch was asleep so she hurriedly tried to remove his hands before he woke up but his grip only got tighter. She looked up in curiosity and saw that Hotch was wide awake.