Drunken Confession- A Criminal Minds Story

The Morning

"Good morning, beauty," Tara said to me as I woke up.
She was standing in the kitchen area of my studio apartment at the stove.
"Are you making breakfast?"
"Yeah, I thought it would be a nice surprise for you."
"Something is burning, isn't it?"
"Yeah, I can't cook."
I laughed and walked over to her, giving her a kiss, "Do you want to go across the street and grab breakfast?"
She grabbed me around the waist and brought me in for another kiss, "Or I could have you for breakfast."
"Mhm tempting," I kissed her again, "but I am actually starving. And thank you for attempting to make me breakfast."
"I'm taking you on a breakfast date then, and you're welcome," she handed me a coffee, "For the hangover."
I smiled, "Thank you. I'll find something in my closet for you to wear to breakfast."
I walked to my closet and grabbed a larger sweater and jeans that I hoped would fit her. She's a lot taller than me. Tara walked into the closet and hugged me from behind, giving me a kiss on the cheek, "God, you're adorable."
"Shut up," I said turning around and kissing her.
"Make me." I pulled her closer and kissed her again, wrapping my arms around her neck. After a while I pulled back and handed her the clothes, "Change in the bathroom, if I watch you change you'll never make it into your new clothes."
"Mm bossy, I like it." She laughed and kissed me before heading toward the bathroom. I pulled on some tight black jeans, a sports bra, and a green flannel. I left the closet and grabbed my phone, reading messages from the girls:

Penny: oh my gosh i am so hungover
Emily: same, thank god we have off today
JJ: i'm hoping we don't get called in for a case

I replied "same" and started scrolling through social media until I hear the bathroom door open, I look up to see Tara in my clothes, she looks gorgeous. "Fuck you're hot," she said before I could open my mouth. "I was just about to say the same about you." I stared at her for a minute, she just looked so beautiful and I couldn't believe she liked me. She smiled, noticing me staring, "What?" "Nothing, you're just beautiful," I got off the couch and kissed her cheek, "I'll be ready in five."
I went into the bathroom to wash my face and brush my hair and teeth. Around five minutes later, I came out of the bathroom and grabbed my wallet and keys. "You ready?" Tara got up from the couch and nodded.
The cafe was just around the corner, close enough to walk. She held my hand as we walked. She told me about her night babysitting Simmons' kids and I told her about my drunken adventures with JJ, Penelope, and Emily (at least what I could remember of it). 
We continued talking through breakfast, she was such an easy person to talk to. She insisted on paying for breakfast, she insisted she was taking me on this date. We walked back to my apartment building slowly, it was a nice day out and we wanted to enjoy it. When we got back to my building, we stopped at her car, she told me she needed to grab something. She grabbed a dark blue backpack out of her car and we headed up.
I opened my door and let us both in. As soon as I closed it, Tara threw the bag on the ground and grabbed my throat, pinning me to the wall. She placed her knee in between my legs. Her lips were inches from mine, "God, parading around at breakfast in that little shirt like a slut, expecting me not to fuck you as soon as we get back?"
I moaned. She knows exactly what I like, the girls and I have had many drunk conversations about our kinks and turn ons. I'm glad Tara remembers mine.
"Say what I want to hear, angel." "I'm your slut." "Mhm good girl." Our lips crashed together as she moved her knee up, massaging it against my pussy, keeping her hand squeezing my throat. I moaned as she continued to move her knee. Suddenly she stopped, and looked at me with lust in her eyes. I whined, "Please." She let go of my throat and silently walked over to her backpack, "Strip." I nodded and started taking off my clothes while she did the same. She walked back towards me as I realize what was in the bag. She's wearing nothing but a large strapon and lacy red bra. She smirks and grabs my chin, forcing me to look up at her, "Can you take it?" "Y-yes."
She led me to the counter and forcefully bent me over it, making me moan. She slid the tip of the strapon against my folds, making sure to coat the strap with my wetness. I shuttered as it rubbed my clit. Tara then slid the fake cock in to me without warning. "Fuck," I moaned. She slapped my ass, while she pushed the fake cock further into me. "Take it like the slut you are." She started pumping in and out of me as she watched me whimper and moan. "God I love watching you moan as I fuck you." She grabbed a fistful of my hair as she started fucking me faster. "Mmph I- I'm so close." "Good girl, cum for me angel." She pumped in and out of me harder and faster as I screamed, cumming all over the strap. "Such a good whore." She took the strap out of me and spun me around to look at her. Her eyes were full of lust as she stared at me, "Suck it." I nodded, "Yes, mistress." I kept eye contact with her as I lowered down to the strap. I took it in my mouth, still looking at her. She moaned as she watched me clean the cum off the strap on. "Such a good girl," she said as I came back up. She wiped the corners of my mouth, then kissed me. "Mm, tastes like your pussy." We continued making out and moving back towards the bed. "Round two?" Tara asked when we reached the bed. Just as I was about to respond, both of our phones dinged. We sighed, knowing it was work.

Hotch: Mandatory physical training session at 1:00 pm, ordered for all teams by the director. BAU is assigned to Quantico training room 3. - Hotchner

"Oh come on, seriously?" I said, looking at the clock and standing up. It was already 12:23. "Shit," Tara said, getting off the bed, "I guess we'd better hold off on round two for another time, angel." I nodded, and grabbed her by her hips as she got up, "But there will be another time. Soon." She grabbed my jaw and moved it up to kiss me, "Of course. Now let's get ready before another time turns into right now." "Do you need to borrow some athletic clothes?" I asked, pulling myself away from her and towards my closet. "I think I have some in my bag," Tara responded, walking to wear she threw her bag. "Ok, baby," I said, kissing her cheek before walking into my closet, "I'm going to get ready, we can drive to the office together." "Sounds good, love."
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