A/N As mentioned at the end of the previous chapter, this is M rated. I hope I do the ending justice, and I want to thank both those who reviewed, but also silent readers of this story.

As I've also mentioned, I'm not sure if there is another story there for me. However, my ever loving misses gave me an idea to run with. I'm not promising anything – but, I like the suggestion, and so I'm working on a story outline. If I think I can make it work (get a decent start, middle and ending) then I will post. No promises, but its more than I had even a few hours ago.

Epilogue

Six months later

"Are you sure about this?" JJ asked the question, lying in to Emily's arms looking up at the night sky as the muffled roar of the evening traffic filtered up.

"Absolutely." Emily nodded. "Will has offered, and we both knew we didn't want Henry to be an only child. It makes sense that we keep the same parents, at least genetically. And you did say I would make a great mother even if its you who is going to be the snappy one for the duration."

"Hey." JJ punched Emily on the arm, "I'm not that bad, I was only grumpy for, I dunno, eight months last time. But I would do it without hesitation for us, I love you." JJ murmured.

"Just so you don't forget that..." Emily paused as she drew JJ closer, and captured lips with her own hungrily. JJ's entire body felt strung out, vibrating with desire. Emily grabbed at JJ's top.

"Your wearing too much." Emily broke away from the kiss just enough to whisper the words and she hooked her fingers on to the hem before pulling it upwards, as JJ tipped her head back, allowing Emily to remove it. "Still too much." Emily muttered, and her fingers quickly dispatched the bra. Emily dipped her head, and her tongue snaked down from JJ's neck, around her breast, before capturing an engorged nipple, causing JJ to gasp and she could only grapple with Emily's hair, her voice momentarily lost. Sensing JJ's need, Emily moved and began the same ministrations on her other nipple, and her hand stirred, her palm covered the nipple that had been left exposed. Emily ground her hand, as she sucked.

"So, do you want me?" Emily moved her mouth away, but continued to massage with her hand. Without waiting for an answer, she dipped her head and began kissing down JJ's stomach, and her free hand began to unbutton JJ's jeans. JJ was still so overwhelmed by the sensations Emily was causing, she could only manage a moan.

With deliberate care, Emily stopped what she was doing, and moved away, and JJ's eyes snapped open at the loss of contact.

"So, do you want me?" Emily repeated the question cupping JJ's face with her hands.

"God I want you." JJ locked eyes with Emily, and she moved in, grabbing the edge of Emily's top, which she also lifted, and was rewarded with a black lacy bra, against which nipples strained, obvious desperate to be released. She brought her mouth down, sucking through the fabric, eliciting a garbled utterance out of Emily. "I want you, and I'm going to have you." JJ added as she moved to begin undoing the bra and removing all other clothes at the same time, before traversing her tongue down Emily's torso, deliberately avoiding the areas that she knew her motion was most wanted. Emily arched her back, moving her hips trying to increase the contact with JJ, who steadfastly refused to bend to her will. Instead, she ran her nails lightly, but with enough contact to make Emily shudder along her calves, up towards her thighs, but then rested them lightly on the outside of her thighs, just below the hips.

Breast rested against breast, nipples hardened even more than JJ or Emily thought possible, both having surges of arousal course through them.

"I don't know how much..." Emily's words were cut off by JJ's hand covering her mouth. She then moved and without preamble, pushed two fingers through the wet folds, before her fingers stilled in position.

"What are you doing." Emily mumbled, her hips involuntarily trying to gain movement.

"Taking what's mine." JJ growled, making Emily quiver further. As she spoke, her thumb began to rub against Emily's clit, and her fingers moved, languidly.

"Fuck." Emily grabbed JJ's hips and tried to increase the contact between her bodies.

"Oh I intend to achieve that tonight." JJ whispered the torment in Emily's ear, before increasing the rhythm of her fingers, curling them slightly hitting the spot that she knew would tip Emily over the edge and right on the moment she began to feel Emily's release, she pushed a third finger in to join the others, causing Emily to cry out JJ's name.

As they lay there, Emily found she was still shuddering from the aftershocks of what had happened. Emily's hands began to slowly move across JJ's exposed back, and they kissed, slowly, licking each other's lips, before the kiss became more bruising. Emily's hand came up, and ran through JJ's hair, before coming down across the collarbone, and with deliberate care, she flicked her thumbs across JJ's nipples. She feathered kisses from her ear, across the jaw, and eventually began the descent down, as JJ watched, always fascinated as to how her body reacted to Emily's touch, who seemed determined to ignore JJ's nipples as her tongue traced patterns all over exposed skin, but not where JJ needed to feel it most.

"Touch me." JJ hadn't meant for it to sound as if she was begging, but she couldn't help it.

"I think this qualifies as touching you." Emily replied, knowing it was maddening JJ even more as the tongue traced down, pausing to circle around the stomach, where Emily could feel the ripples running through JJ's body. As she moved further south, she could feel and smell JJ's wetness, and that set Emily's arousal levels up even further. She fought the inner battle to just taste there and then, wanting to make this last as long as was humanly possible. She looked up, and JJ stared back at her, both with looks of longing so intense it made them both shake inside.

"Mouth." was all JJ could mutter, and she was rewarded and Emily parted the heavy lips below, and her tongue came out, just touching the engorged clitoris, which she then began to suck on. Her actions elicited a sharp gasp from JJ, whose head fell back, and her fingers dug in to the back of Emily. Her fingers dug in even more as Emily's tongue began to flick against the bud, while she sucked. At that moment, everything else fell away from them both, it was as if the world around them didn't exist. JJ opened her legs wider, wanting more, and as Emily heard the low primal animal sound escaping from JJ, she knew that any more and JJ would tip over that edge, so pushed two fingers in, and was immediately rewarded by the tightening of the muscles around them. Without stopping the ministrations of her tongue, Emily slowly moved her fingers, and waves rolled again and again through JJ, until she felt the shocks beginning to lessen but she still kept her fingers inside, not wanting to lose the contact until she absolutely had to. She slowly looked up, and JJ opened stunned eyes. "I love and adore you." Emily found herself saying, and was surprised to feel a tear rolling down her cheek as she spoke.

They lay back sated, on the large outdoor mattress that was left on the rooftop of the rented apartment, as the lights of the city reflected all around them. A small ornate iron balcony was behind them, and despite being outside, the rooftop was so secluded, no others looked out over it. With a sigh, JJ snuggled down, as Emily pulled the lightweight blanket they had with them across their bodies, as the night air chilled their exposed skin. An empty champagne bottle lay haphazardly on its side, as did the glasses they had recently drunk from. Discarded clothes were also scattered about. As Emily stroked JJ's hair, their thoughts were broken by the ring of a mobile phone.

"Leave it." Emily huskily whispered. "We're on vacation, remember!" JJ glanced at the caller display, and looked up.

"I can't leave it." She said, before showing Emily who was calling. "You know what will happen if I do, we'll be dead!"

With a sigh, Emily nodded, and JJ put it on speaker phone.

"So, have you made out under the Eiffel tower yet?" Came Garcia's rushed inquiry.

At the question, both began laughing, as they looked across to the view the rooftop afforded, the Eiffel tower lit up, its top beacon shining like a laser through the night sky, just as some thunder rumbled, and the sky was lit up with some lightening and the world axis had righted itself.

"Not quite under it." JJ murmured.

A/N – this last scene was partly inspired by the story beginning, but also because of a picture of an excellent photographer I know, who is currently doing a book of nudes in Paris (Mes Petites Femmes De Paris). She was there in May, I've seen a number of preview pictures, and it was those that also gave me the idea on how to end this story.

So thank you Renée Jacobs for some inspiring pictures.