Needs Vs. Wants

[Reid Chase]

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With two bottles of straight tequila in her hands, Reid was very much ready to spend the whole night not thinking about work or the men in her life. Ironic since she was standing in front of the door of one of the men in her life. The worst one, if she had to be honest.

But there she was, knocking on JJ's door in a black slip on under her coat and knee high boots. She was definitely ready to forget things.

"JJ!" She called out. "Please please be at home. I need sustenance."

Tagging: JJ Johnson

[JJ Johnson]

JJ answered the door in black silk boxers and nothing else.

Because this was clearly what JJ did when he wasn't at work, screwing someone, hunched over growling at Dr. Campbell, or bullying students. His entire body, which was by consensus his best feature, currently lay bared to the eye. This meant every inch of his his well muscled frame lay exposed to Reid's gaze. She'd seen it all before, of course, but that didn't stop JJ from preening slightly. He worked hard to look this good, after all, and he knew that the few scars he had just made him hotter. They came from serving his country and protecting the innocent, after all (which would be JJ's second best feature, since we're still ranking).

"Hey there," he said, his eyes raking Reid's body, "what you doing here? You wouldn't happen to have Tam tucked away in the car or something?" JJ craned his neck to look over Reid, obviously having convinced himself that the threesome he'd discussed with Tam was about to come to fruition. This based on absolutely no obvious evidence because that was just how JJ's brain worked. "She hiding somewhere? This some kind of surprise? It ain't my birthday yet... but maybe it's one of yours?"

And now he was smirking down at Reid, clearly thinking that the best possible present she could ever get stood right before her.

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[Reid Chase]

Most of what JJ said went over her head as Reid took her time just taking in his frame. There was not an inch of him that was going to be left unattended tonight, that much was sure.

"I'm still in favour of clamping your jaw shut the whole night tonight." She said before pushing against him, purposely taking her time doing so before kicking the door closed with her booted foot. "Although I can find other alternatives to keep that mouth occupied."

Placing the bottles on the table and turning on her heel to face JJ once more, Reid started to unbuckle the belt on her coat. "Should I do this myself?" She asked, raising an eyebrow at her partner.

[JJ Johnson]

"Is this a booty call?" said JJ, only slightly confused as Reid pretty well pushed her way in. Wouldn't be the first time, and yeah, JJ was dimly aware that there were several girls that seemed to like to take a ride on him and use him for their own pleasures (and why not? He was built for it). She was already talking about his using his mouth, which made him wonder what she had planned, and also made him wonder if there was...

... nope, no Tam this time. Damn. He'd been so hopeful. Still, a Reid that was practically clawing at him. Bottles hit the table, and JJ just realized that alcohol had been brought into the picture. He tilted his head to read, noting that apparently she'd brought some hefty stuff. Huh, must really want a piece of him.

"More fun if you do the work," he drawled, turning to look at her. "What's with the getup anyway? you taking up streaking now? Or did I miss some kinda special holiday?" Didn't stop JJ from leering, practically drooling now. Every inch of her just looked oh so edible right now. Yeah, his mouth was definitely gonna get busy.

[Reid Chase]

"Um...yes?" Reid raised an eyebrow as though it was the most obvious thing in the world. "Is there anything else I would ask you to do at nine o'clock at night?" She chuckled before scratching what little hair he had on his head affectionately.

Narrowing her eyes at his response, she took her time with the belt. His questions made her snort, shaking her head. "Easy access. Your favourite kind."

When her belt was finally undone, she threw it around JJ's neck and pulled him forward. "Why am I always the one working my ass off for you? Pretty sure you want me just as much, if not more. Judging by your slacked jaw."

[JJ Johnson]

"I dunno, drinking? A threesome?" yes, yes his mind was really stuck on that. He snorted as he felt her scratching his head, moving it back a little, looking at her with a "really" expression on his face. He then met narrowed eyes with raised brows, smirking. Easy access indeed, and man, did he enjoy what lay underneath.

Hands threaded around his neck, and he in turn moved to grab at Reid's ass, pulling her close enough that she'd definitely feel the section of JJ that did most of his thinking. "Because you like it," he growled, before moving down. He took Reid's lips with his own, doing less the romantic, passionate kiss, and more something that was akin to oral rape. His lips took hold of hers and pulled, his teeth going to almost nibble. Kissing JJ often hurt, especially if he was wrapped up, but you always ended up feeling it. He gave the ass she was working off a squeeze as well.

"Plus," he said as he pulled away, probably leaving her breathless, and he did happen to have an uncanny amount of stamina and a tendency to kiss girls to the point where they were lightheaded. Made the next few steps easier on him. "You know you want me to save my strength for the fun parts."

[Reid Chase]

Raising an eyebrow at JJ's response, she shook her head and chuckled. "You're going to have to work pretty hard to get us to agree to something like that."

Hissing at the sudden grab, Reid had to steady herself by tightening her hold around his neck. When JJ growled at her, a smirk slowly spread across her lips before their lips practically smashed against each other.

This was something she knew she could count on JJ. He wasn't romantic. He was straight forward and somehow, despite his miniscule boy brain, he knew exactly what made a woman's body tick. And Reid appreciated that a lot more than she should have.

He was so unhealthy for her but boy was he excellent for her body. Gasping at the lip bite, she knew she was going to bruise tonight.

Much like he predicted, when he pulled away, Reid was trying hard to catch her breath. "Fuck." She hissed, still clinging on to him for balance. Once she got her footing though, she shoved him away, using her abilities just a little as she threw her coat on the couch.

"I won't ask you twice, Johnson. Make me forget my name." She said as she fumbled with her boots. Once they were off, she went to the couch and beckoned him close.

[feel free to ftb ^^]

[JJ Johnson]

See, this was how it should totally work all the time. JJ thoroughly enjoyed exercising his masculinity, leaving a girl all weak at the knees, literally. Helped remind him that he was, in point of fact, one of the most awesomely awesome guys to ever awesome. That he did it with someone like Reid, who clearly had some experience to go along with the smoking hot bod, only increased his ego several more notches.

Abilities now, huh? Well, she'd all but asked for it. JJ just chuckled at her assertion, before working to do his best. What happened next was essentially a whirlwind, things breaking and shattering everywhere. The furniture caught the worst of it, though it had certainly seen activity like this before, and likely worse. It wouldn't stand up under the onslaught, when two people with powers let emotions go, spiraling out and giving way, well, furniture just couldn't handle it. The couch barely handled it, a chunk ending up somewhere on the floor; the coffee table certainly couldn't work for long, nor did the lounger. At some point they just wound up on the floor, a tangled mass of limbs, clothing off somewhere in a pile.

"Well," said JJ, staring up at the ceiling, not caring that his body was still on display. Wasn't like anyone was going to do any looking any time soon, except for someone who'd already done that. He let out a breath, feeling his adrenaline sliding from him slowly, leaving the almost ache that came with holding onto it for, well, at least an hour, maybe too. A normal person might wonder what the hell that was all about. JJ was just laying in his own confidence, smirking as he looked over at Reid, his eyebrows raised, clearly expecting a compliment on his job well done.

[Reid Chase]

Not even bothering to cover herself up after that painful session, Reid knew tomorrow was going to be met with winces. Not to mention the bruises that could already be forming right then.

Reid turned to look at JJ when he opened his mouth, laughing at how perfectly that one "Well," summed up pretty much everything that had went down.

Ruffling her own hair, she started getting up and stretching, wincing a bit at the pain shooting in many different places from bumping into furniture and scratches that came from the man beside her. "God...fucking damn it that hurts." Reid rolled her shoulders neck before looking around for the alcohol.

"Oh no...did we smash my tequila?"

[JJ Johnson]

Sure, there would be some pain, good pain, the best kind of pain in JJ's opinion. Bruises and scars from fucking and fighting were always the best as far as he was concerned. He grinned now, already thinking of how much Reid was gonna ache in the morning. He watched her stretching and moving, his eyes remaining on her for a bit. He'd had that now though, so his interest was partially slaked.

"Just wait till the morning, babe," he drawled, folding his arms behind his head and leaning back. "That's when all the real aches set in," of course, given JJ's body and recovery, he'd practically groan with pleasure. He turned his head slightly as she talked about the alcohol. He'd nearly forgotten about that.

"Nah, I think it's still by the door. I don't usually break booze when I'm fucking," said JJ, pointing toward the door. "Weird, usually the drinking comes first though. You don't even smell like it," he said, looking up at Reid. That was odd. Usually Reid or Tam or one of JJ's other regulars had to get a little drunk before they decided to take a chance on JJ. Part of JJ almost wondered what was going on there.

[Reid Chase]

Reid chuckled lightly at the reminder before she pushed herself up off the floor, staggering a little as her hand moved to her lower abdomen, moaning slightly. She was still trying to recover from the high, which was definitely what was retarding her vertical movements.

With JJ's direction, she turned to the door and smiled widely when she found the bottles still there. She ignored JJ's concern and went over to get the alcohol. Taking one, she went back to JJ and slumped against the couch, twisting the cap off and taking a swig straight from the bottle, wincing and gasping at the taste. "Ooh. That is some strong stuff."

She handed it over to JJ as she licked her lips to get any stray drops into her mouth.

[JJ Johnson]

mm, always fun to watch someone limping after away after some quality time with JJ. Especially if that someone looked as smoking hot as Reid. JJ enjoyed the show while it lasted, even turning slightly to watch as she collapsed on his couch. That actually got him up, well, that and the fact that she'd pulled alcohol out from somewhere. He pulled his own body, finding a few aches of his own up off the ground and moving over to the couch.

JJ didn't quite sit on it, but instead plopped down right next to it. He had to reach up slightly to take the booze from Reid, but that was hardly a problem. He saluted her with it before taking a hefty pull. Burned all the way down, practically leaving even JJ coughing a bit when he pulled it from his mouth.

"Damn, you bought the good stuff," he turned to look over the bottle, only dimly recognizing the label. Definitely better than what he usually bought himself, that much was certain. He shrugged and took another pull, before grinning up at Reid. "So, just couldn't stay away, huh? Or did you get talking with some of your friends and decided that you just couldn't resist another ride on the J-train." he chuckled, but at least actually extended the bottle back to Reid, which was nearly as gentlemanly as JJ got.

[Reid Chase]

Hearing him coughing after taking in the alcohol, Reid chuckled lazily and pulled her hair off where it stuck against her face, neck and collarbone.

She fanned herself as her foot started playing with JJ's neck and shoulder.

"Damn straight I did." She responded before snorting at JJ's assumptions. It brought back the reason why she came in the first place. It wasn't something she was about to discuss with JJ of all people. He didn't do touchy feely stuff.

"The J-train? Really? Dude, get over yourself. I was just horny and you're the only one I know who would do it at a moment's notice." She plucked the bottle out of JJ's hand and took a swig, wincing again, though less violently than before.

"No offence." She added as an afterthought, chuckling a little to let him know she was kidding.

[JJ Johnson]

Somehow JJ wasn't surprised to hear that Reid bought the good stuff. Cops knew their booze, and they knew when to hit it hard. All kinds of stuff could creep up on you in this cop, something that JJ knew from personal experience. He didn't open up about any of it, of course, not unless he was using it to get something out of someone. Even then, he usually went for something he made up.

The comment wasn't appreciated, and JJ still grinned. "Yeah, whatever makes you sleep at night, sweetie," he said, lacing his hands and putting them behind the bed, "we both know you gotta scratch that itch." Naturally he didn't take the slightest offense at what could be seen as an accusation. Pretty well all of Kalispell knew that JJ Johnson would drop his pants at the slightest hint that he might get to stick his penis into something or someone. It was actually slightly surprising that more people didn't take advantage of his services.

Maybe he should make a sign.

"Just make sure to tell all your friends," he said, settling in a little more, his grin looking like it was about to become a permanent feature on his face.

[Reid Chase]

Reid chuckled and shrugged, not about to argue with that. "Speaking of itch, you've checked yourself right?" She teased, though in reality, it was probably the one thing she knew he wouldn't neglect. With all the times they've been doing it, she was confident that both of them got themselves tested at least twice every three months.

She couldn't help but laugh at his request. "And tell them what, here's my sloppy seconds? Finding out that I shared you with Tam is more than enough for my brain to handle, JJ."

Playing with her hair and taking another swig from her bottle, Reid decided maybe it was time to leave.

"Did you see where I put my nightie?"