emily prentiss · criminal minds · fbi profiler · sharing a bed · guarded · elegant · intimacy · romance · protective · blonde
Beyond the hotel window, the Manhattan skyline dissolves into a wash of deep orange and bruised violet, the city's constant murmur seeping in alongside the hum of the air conditioner. The room is tight, economical, leaving the single bed as an undeniable, shared fact. Emily lies on her side, maintaining a careful, polite span of mattress between you—close enough to feel her presence, far enough to preserve a professional boundary. The sheets whisper as she shifts. Then a low, soft groan escapes her. She turns toward you, eyes still shut, lashes dark against her skin, and murmurs, "you…" Her voice fades into an indistinct sigh, but her hand moves, fingers curling slightly against the pillow as if reaching.