A/N: Hey everyone! I know, I know I haven't posted on my other fics for a while but this thing got into my head and I had to write this otherwise I wouldn't be able to focus on my other ones. I don't know where this came from but I hope you like it. It sets on the beggining of the Season 8 and Emily never left and Beth doesn't exist. The second part will be posted soon. Please, let me know what you think, I really enjoyed writing this and I'd like to know if you guys loved as much as I did.

Disclaimer: Do not own them.

FIRST TIME

The team was sitting at a table on their favorite bar after come back from a particularly gruesome case. The moment they entered the bullpen Garcia announced that they all were going to drink and dance their monsters away. Since Jack was passing the week downtown with Jessica in her parents' and Will had taken Henry to visit his folks on New Orleans, no one had an excuse to deny the tech's request. Not that they had any other option actually.

So they had gone to the bar and immediately she ordered shots for everyone, saying that they need to start the night properly. Now, seven rounds of shots and several beers later they were all talking and laughing uncontrollably, discussing the most unusual topics. After the eighth round of shots came Garcia came up with another topic. "Okay, okay, everyone. First time? How? With whom? Where? How old? Was it good?"

Hotch shook his head at the question. He must have been really drunk to be talking with his subordinates about the first time he had had sex. But he really was because to everyone's surprise he was the first who answered her. "Haley, of course. At her parents' beach house. I was seventeen, she was fifteen. And it was clumsy; neither of us knew what we were doing. I'd like to think that we improved from that".

Everyone laughed at this and he saw one particular brunette agent raising an eyebrow from the corner of his eye. "Okay, next one, you my chocolate thunder, give me some juicy!"

"Always, baby girl. I was sixteen, it was with a neighbor. She was blonde and had this amazing par of breasts". He said gesturing his front making everyone laugh. "We met at my tree house, my mom was working and my sisters had gone to the shopping. And it was awesome. I had done some research before, if you know what I mean, and I had some cards on my sleeve".

"Nice!" Garcia clapped her hands turning to her blonde friend. "What about you Sugarplum?"

"Ahh, it was awful, gross, disgusting. I was seventeen and I had gone pass the summer with some friends at a beach house and there was this guy, Daren, and he was kind of cute, he was eighteen and I had a crush on him. So we met at the beach after everyone went to bed and it was just… terrible. He didn't know the concept of reciprocity, and it hurt so bad and he just thought about himself. It last like two minutes and he fall asleep soon after and I stood there, in pain, all slicky and dirty and still not knowing what an orgasm was".

"Ouch. That's really awful Jay". Emily winced in sympathy.

"Yeah, like you'd say, it really sucks". She said and everyone smirked at her remark. "What about the legendary Agent Rossi? How it was?" She asked eyeing the older man.

Smirking he answered after taking a sip of his beer. "Oh, there is a good memory. It was with Sara, sweet Sara. She was the daughter of our housekeeper and I was sixteen. It was in my room, my mom and dad were working and her mother had gone do some errands and left her to do her homework. And well, I asked if she wanted help to do it and one thing led to another and I ended up doing her". Morgan burst out laughing and patted his back while Hotch just smirked and shook his head and the girls made disgusted noises.

Reid was in silence, praying to God that they would forget about him but life wasn't so good, of course. "What about you Pretty Boy? Did you have your first time yet?" Morgan asked gaining a slap on his head by Emily.

"For your information Derek, yes I have. I was seventeen, it was with my college at Caltech and it was good. And that's all you're taking from me". He said taking a sip of his beer.

As Morgan was opening his mouth to respond JJ interrupted. "Leave him alone Morgan. And what about you Emily?"

The brunette agent smiled and shook her head, eyeing the other brunette agent at the other side of the table very discretely. She thought for a second about how to respond and still maintain their little secret of so many years. "Well. I'm sorry Jayje but unlike your experience, mine was magnificent".

"Uhhh, tell us more, tell us more!" Garcia squealed.

Hotch dropped his head and prayed to God that they wouldn't reveal their secret after so many years carefully hiding from everyone. "I was twenty". At her friends gasp she added. "I was almost raped when I was fourteen so I had a really hard time trusting people in this subject". She received some understanding smiles and a pat on her back by Garcia. "Well, like I said, I was twenty and he was twenty-six. He was an agent that worked for my mom and he was assigned to accompany me on my cousin's weeding because my mother couldn't come due her agenda. We couldn't flight back home that night because of the weather and the only room we got was a double one. And I had a major crush on him because he was absolutely delicious and gorgeous so I kind of seduced him".

"You dirty, dirty girl!" Garcia said making everyone laugh.

Rossi was just watching the way Hotch was trying to avoid eye contact with Emily and the way he was tipping the table with his fingertips unconsciously, something he only did when he was nervous. Suddenly everything started to click on his head. "Wait a minute. Aaron, didn't you work for the Ambassador when you started at the FBI?"

Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, damn you David Rossi. It was the only thing that passed on both agents heads. After a few seconds Hotch cleared his throat and shifted uncomfortably on his sit. "Yeah, yeah, I did".

Dave saw right away that he was right. "And how old were you?"

Hotch looked up and glared at the man only eliciting a grin in return. "Twenty-six".

"So you probably were twenty at the time right Emily?" Everyone started to understand what he was implying and Garcia let out a gasp followed by a squeal.

"Oh my God, your fist time was with boss-man!" Emily put her head between her hands and groaned. "Ohmygosh, ohmygosh, ohmygosh, tell us everything, especially the juicy parts!"

She looked up and made contact with Hotch, who was too struggling. "You do realize that we managed to spend almost six years without bring that up?" He asked her.

"It's not my fault! It was this stupid Italian who doesn't let anything pass by!" She glared at Rossi who kept grinning.

"Okay, okay, you two can kill him later, now give us the dirty!" Garcia urged.

Emily looked at Hotch, who shrugged. "You already started. And they won't let us alone until we say it, so…"

"Okay". She breathed and prepared herself to tell the story. "As I said, we were delayed because of the weather and couldn't find two separated bedrooms so we got a double one. And I had a crush on him because he was all handsome and mysterious on his perfect suit and I kind of seduced him".

Hotch snorted. "That's probably the understatement of the century".

"Why, what did she do?" Garcia asked excitedly.

"She said she was going to change for bed and went to the bathroom while I called to the Ambassador to report the situation. When I heard the door opening and turned around she was wearing this… this thing that couldn't even be called negligee because it didn't covered anything and the parts that were covered were all transparent". Garcia widened her eyes and gasped, eyeing Emily who was blushing furiously. "I don't know how I didn't have a heart attack right then. And I was separated from Haley for almost seven months and she was there absolutely magnificent. I'm not made of stone, okay". He defended himself.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, I admit that I was pretty bold, but I really wanted him". She said with a whine. "Although I didn't know that you were on dry spell that long. Now I understand why you ripped off everything in like ten seconds". She added smirking.

"You ripped her negligee off?" Morgan asked laughing.

"Of course I did, it was on my way from the good stuff". Hotch said shrugging, making the table burst out on laugh.

"Okay, okay, but how it was?" Garcia asked to Emily, clapping her hands.

"You didn't hear her before? It was magnificent". JJ said quoting her friend's previous words.

"That it was. Mind-blowing". Hotch commented taking a sip of his beer.

"All five times". Emily added.

"Five times?" Garcia almost shouted.

"Actually, it was eight if you count the morning after". Hotch said.

"Oh my God". Garcia gasped.

"In fact, it was nine". At his frown of confusion she smiled and winked. "The shower".

His eyes widened in realization and he chuckled. "Oh, right, the shower, the shower was good, very good".

"Oh my God I think I will combust with so much information! Give me more, give me more!" She jumped on her sit excitedly.

"Damn you Emily. You were more satisfied on your first time than I was on my honeymoon. Nine times! Wow". JJ huffed annoyed making Morgan almost fall of his sit from laughing.

Emily looked at the blonde sheepishly. "Actually, it was nine times that he, you know, finished. For me it was the double. Hell, almost the triple. Before he even started he had already made me come twice. Sorry". She chuckled at the indignant look at her face.

JJ looked at Hotch, who blushed deeply now. "You think you could give Will some tips?"

Everyone burst out laughing again, just in time the ninth round of shots arrived. They all took it one and Garcia turned to Emily again. "So, we already know that boss-man is the God of Sex but what else can you tell us?" She asked.

"Emily…" Hotch eyed her pointedly but she just chuckled at him.

"What? I'm painting you as a legend, you should be thankful". She said smirking. "Well, what can I say? I don't know, do you still have a thing for walls?" She asked him genuinely curious. The man was so good and so strong that she couldn't prevent the shiver at the memory of her pressed against the bedroom's wall with her legs wrapped around him and he pounding furiously on her making her lose the ability to think, let alone speak.

"Actually I never did that again". He said honestly.

"Why? You were so good at that!" She asked.

"I don't know. I just never felt like doing it again". He honestly didn't know. "Maybe because Haley was the missionary type of girl and sex on our marriage was always something planned, never spontaneous".

"What a minute. He took you up against a wall?" Morgan asked.

"Two out of nine. It was a-amazing. I was really impressed by his stamina". She said.

"Actually, it was three out of nine". He corrected.

"Oh. The shower". She said smiling and he nodded. "Damn, that shower was glorious".

"It surely was". He agreed.

"I still can believe that you lost your virginity with boss-man". Garcia said shaking her head. "That's why you two hated each other when you joined the team?"

"Ask him. He was the one who shoved me out of his office". Emily glared at him.

"I couldn't okay. Haley and I were having problems already and then this gorgeous woman that I had passed the most mind-blowing night of my life showed up on my office saying that I would have to work with her every single day and she was even more gorgeous, what I didn't think it was possible by the way. I couldn't open up to you, if I did I would have lost control and could have ended both of our careers, your respect for me and my marriage". He explained. "Not that the last one had worked anyway".

The table stood in silence for a few minutes before Morgan broke the tension. "So you think that Emily is gorgeous?" He teased.

And to everyone's surprise Hotch just answered honestly. "Have you looked at her yet? Of course she is gorgeous. And having already had a taste doesn't help at all my self-control. Why do you think I don't even shake her hand? She's addictive. I can't take any chances. That dance on JJ's weeding was more than I could take it".

"Why do you always have to have so much self-control? Indulge this once, Aaron. The frat rules aren't written on stone". Dave said.

"Do go there Dave. Just don't". Hotch said shaking his head.

"I still can't believe that your first time was so amazing and satisfactory while mine was mediocre. It's not fair". JJ whined making everyone chuckle.

"Sorry Jayje. But if it makes you feel any better I'm actually mad at him for that".

"What? Why?" Hotch asked with a frown.

"Because you presented me to this new world with that fucking awesome performance and I, naïve, believed that it was always like that just to be crushed finding out that the most of men doesn't even know how to use their dicks, let alone give me multiples orgasms. And excluding the fact that none of them are satisfactory on their sizes. I should sue you for false publicity". She said with a straight face making the whole table crack on a contagious laugh that went for minutes.

When they finally managed to breathe again Hotch cleared his throat. "I'm sorry Emily. I didn't mean to deceive you. My sincere apologies". He said with a mock tone.

"Well, I still think you two should repeat your performances again. That way you could have a complete satisfactory night again Emily and maybe you could wipe that frown off of your face for a while Aaron. Actually that would be really great for all of us. Please darling, fuck his brains out and make him less cranky and we'll be forever grateful." Dave said smiling.

"Agree".

"Amen to that".

"Please, do it".

"It would be pretty great". The whole table agreed with him and the couple eyed each other meaningful, both of them thinking the same thing. I would be definitely pretty great.

A/N: Second part will be rated M. Flashback or for real? Or both? What do you think?Let a review pretty please!