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geekystudmuffinTitle: The Triangular Theory of Love (3/3)
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innerslytherin and severity_softly
Pairing: Morgan/Reid, eventual Morgan/Reid/Hotch
Rating: NC-17
WC: ~21,300
Warnings: Threesome
Summary: Morgan and Reid are happy in their relationship...but they've both been watching someone else.
Part One, Part Two
Aaron was as good as his word; nothing changed between them at work. He still treated them both with respect, and while he might pair them together a bit more often than usual, he still had Spencer work with Dave a lot, too. But he didn't give them a final decision as first one, then a second case went by. Three weeks, four, and then nearly a month and a half had passed, and Derek and Spencer had nearly given up on the idea of having Aaron join them.
It was a surprise to Derek, then, when Aaron stopped by his desk one Friday afternoon and asked if he had plans that evening. Derek and Spencer were spending the night together, but they hadn't made specific plans, so he just shook his head.
"I'd like to discuss your...proposal," Aaron said. "With preferably a little less alcohol this time."
Derek had just nodded mutely. Aaron gave him a rare smile and began to walk away. "I'll tell Spencer," Derek finally blurted. He'd spent the rest of the afternoon on edge, and he could tell Spencer was less relaxed than he was pretending. As he was finishing up, he ducked into Aaron's office, knocking on the open door.
Aaron looked up. "Heading out?"
Derek nodded. "You remember how to get to my place?"
"I do."
"We'll see you there, no later than seven?" Derek couldn't quite keep the question out of his voice at the end, but he tried.
Aaron laughed and nodded, and Morgan headed home.
Spencer had taken the VRE to work from his apartment, so he caught a ride with Derek to the house. He was barely containing nervous energy, but he didn't actually say anything until they got inside. "Did he say-- of course he wouldn't... Did it sound promising?"
Derek had to loop an arm around Spencer's waist to stop his pacing.
"He said he wants to discuss it. With less alcohol involved." He kissed Spencer tenderly, then pulled him closer and ran his fingers through Spencer's hair. "I think a bottle of red, no brandy, no rum."
Spencer drew a deep breath and pressed his face to Derek's neck. "I thought he wasn't going to bring it up again," he admitted, his voice a little small, then he pulled back to look at Derek. "Do you think it would jinx us if I put the nice sheets on the bed?"
Derek laughed and kissed Spencer again. "I think that would be a good idea, actually. Just in case." After all, if Aaron said no, they could still have consolation sex without him. "I'm going to get the wine breathing and start a fire. Hopefully he won't make us sit at the kitchen table and sign a contract." He winked and released Spencer with a playful swat on the ass.
Spencer snickered, and Derek was glad he was relaxing. "Hope not. Though a rotation might come in handy." Spencer tugged Derek back for another kiss, and then started off towards the bedroom, calling over his shoulder. "Do you think we could get away with sex first and talking later?"
"That would be nice, but we don't even know he's going to say yes," Derek replied as he headed for the kitchen. He spent some time with the wine and the fireplace and then headed to the bedroom to help Spencer finish with the sheets. Then he tugged Spencer into the living room and pulled him down into his lap, trying to relax and wishing Aaron would show up soon.
Spencer curled up against Derek and kissed his neck. "Do you think he'd bother to come out here just to tell us no?" he murmured, his fingertips stroking over Derek's scalp.
"It's possible," Derek said. "It seems unlikely, but you know Hotch. He might think he owes us an explanation."
Spencer nodded. "Maybe he decided he just wants to watch," he said, and then a wicked grin curled his lips a few seconds later.
Derek laughed and squeezed Spencer, and then the doorbell rang. Derek sucked in a breath, not loosening his hold on Spencer for a long moment. Finally Spencer squirmed and Derek sighed, letting go. "God, I don't think I was quite this scared when you and I got together," he admitted, then forced a grin. "Of course, you'd already proved quite satisfactorily that you wanted me. I think even Emily was satisfied," he added jokingly.
"Shut up," Spencer muttered, feigning embarrassment. He climbed off Derek's lap and headed for the door, Derek right behind him. Derek got past him in the hall by shoving him playfully aside, which earned some grumbling. But that way Derek got to be the one to open the door, and then he was beaming hopefully at Aaron.
Aaron looked a little uncomfortable, but he had a bottle of wine tucked under one arm, and that sent a thrill of anticipation through Derek. He wouldn't bring wine as a consolation gift. Would he? "Hi," Aaron said, smiling at them both.
Derek stood back to let him in. "Hi."
Spencer bounced on his feet a couple of times, then settled, but he looked like he was just barely containing nervous energy. "Hi," he echoed, then laughed softly and shut the door behind Aaron.
For a minute, they all just stood there in the entry way. It was strange how awkward this was. It didn't seem like any of them really knew how to start this discussion.
"This was so much easier when you were clueless," Spencer finally told Aaron, cutting through the silence and drawing surprised laughs from both Derek and Aaron.
"Come on back to the living room," Derek suggested.
"I brought..." Aaron said, holding out the wine he'd brought. Derek smiled and took it, letting their fingers brush. It sent a jolt up his arm and he had to fight not to lean in and claim a kiss, since he was several behind Spencer.
Derek took the wine to the kitchen and opened that one, thinking it would be nice to drink the one Aaron had brought first. The other bottle wouldn't be wasted, anyway. He poured them each a glass, then went out to the living room, where Spencer and Aaron were seated. Spencer had taken the armchair, leaving the couch for Derek--a gesture Derek more than appreciated.
He settled down on the couch, sitting sideways to face Aaron, and noticed that this time, Aaron let their fingers brush when he took his glass. Derek glanced at Spencer, smiling.
"You've probably figured out by now that I haven't invited myself over just to turn you both down," Aaron said finally. "I apologize that it took so long to decide, but it is a rather complicated issue, and to be honest, I still think this could wind up being the biggest mistake I've ever made."
"Hold the presses," Morgan said, grinning and pressing his hand to Aaron's shoulder. He was a tactile person by nature, but somehow the touch meant more now. Now touching Hotch felt like a build up to something more. "You make mistakes?"
"I do," Aaron said, but he looked amused. After a moment, he reached up and touched Morgan's hand briefly, then he dropped his hand again and looked into his wine glass. "You both should know that I have no interest in this if this is just about sex. I know that even now, because I already know that I care for both of you, and I'm well aware of how I am in situations like these. I'm no good at sex without strings or emotions. I suppose that's what I'm still struggling with here, aside from professional concerns. I don't want to feel like I'm destroying what you two have, but I also can't do this without changing everything for you two."
Derek nodded. "Changing everything doesn't mean destroying it," he said quietly. "Spencer and I both care about you, Aaron. We care a lot, and have for a long time. Just because he and I got together independently of you doesn't make you the third wheel or mean that you would be less of a partner in this."
Aaron looked up and smiled at him, and Derek reached out again, this time brushing his fingers through Aaron's hair and then along his jaw. "And just because Spencer and I are crazy about each other doesn't mean we're not crazy about you. Because we are."
"For the record, I think you're both clearly delusional about me, but as it works to my benefit..." Aaron turned his head and brushed his lips against the pad of one of Derek's fingertips, which sent a new spark of desire through Derek. He heard Spencer suck in a breath, and he looked up to see that Spencer was watching them both hungrily.
Derek smiled and traced his finger across Aaron's lower lip, then leaned in and replaced it with his mouth, hoping Aaron would at least allow this before they talked any more. To his relief, Aaron's lips met his eagerly. Derek deepened the kiss, wanting to push Aaron a little--he was good at that, after all--and Aaron met his hunger, one hand sliding up to cup the back of Derek's head. When they pulled away, Aaron's pupils were huge and his cheeks flushed a little. Derek smiled at him again.
"God, you two are so sexy," Spencer breathed. Aaron turned to look at Spencer, following Morgan's gaze. "Are we done talking? Because you can't tease me like that and then just stop."
"That wasn't meant to be teasing, pretty boy," Derek said, smirking. "It was just a taste." He turned to Aaron. "Do we need to talk about this more? Any questions or concerns or conditions you have?"
"You sound like you're writing a contract," Aaron teased. "I'm afraid it's been a long time since I reviewed contract law..."
"That was a yes or no question," Spencer pointed out.
"Impatient," Derek said, to which Spencer just stuck out his tongue. After a moment, he seemed intent to prove Derek correct, however, because he slid out of the chair and onto the couch, fitting Aaron between them.
Aaron cleared his throat, but he leaned back against Spencer; Derek smiled when Spencer wrapped his arms around Aaron from behind and rested his chin on Aaron's shoulder. "Condoms," Aaron said quietly. "And I would prefer, at some point, clarification about whether various pairings among the three of us are allowed and/or expected."
Derek chuckled. "Now you sound like a lawyer," he whispered, and leaned in to kiss Aaron again.
Spencer let out a shuddery breath, and Aaron shivered. Derek didn't know if that shiver was the result of the kiss, or Spencer's breath on Aaron's neck, but it hardly seemed to matter. Derek deepened the kiss, victorious at the little pleased noise that came from Aaron, and when he started to pull back, Spencer's hand closed on his arm and kept him there.
"Didn't I tell you what a good kisser he was?" Spencer whispered.
"Mmm-hmm," Derek hummed in agreement against Aaron's mouth. Aaron's shoulders shook slightly with silent laughter for a brief moment, but then he sucked in a breath and melted backwards a bit. When Derek opened his eyes, Spencer was trailing big, open-mouthed kisses over Aaron's neck.
"Anything else, Aaron?" Derek murmured, kissing Aaron's jaw and then catching Spencer's mouth in a quick kiss over Aaron's shoulder.
"Just that this is very strange," Aaron managed, sounding utterly pleased by the affection being given to him anyway.
Derek laughed and kissed his cheek. "Our lives are very strange," he murmured, and rested a hand on Aaron's knee, running it slowly up to rest on his thigh.
"Good, though," Spencer whispered. "This. Now." He was nosing along the shell of Aaron's ear, pressing little kisses to Aaron's hair, as he ran the back of his hand over Derek's chest. Aaron's eyes had slipped shut, but he turned his head and caught Spencer's lips in a kiss at an awkward angle. Spencer shifted against Aaron's back and Aaron sucked in a breath, then pulled back to look at Spencer.
"God, you're easy," he said, but he was smiling.
Derek laughed as Spencer flushed.
"Shut up. I've been sitting here watching you two kiss. It was exciting," he argued, without any real force behind the words.
"I'd offer to show you how easy he is," Derek murmured, "but I have a feeling you're gonna enjoy finding out on your own." He nibbled at Aaron's jaw, pleased at the shudder that ran through him. He lifted his head to kiss Aaron passionately, his hand sliding a little closer to Aaron's groin. "God, Aaron, do you have any idea how fucking hot you are?" he demanded when the kiss ended.
Aaron was staring at him, looking a little hazy. After a moment he smiled slowly. "I was just thinking that about you."
Derek shook his head and looked at Spencer. "Do you like it here, or should we take this to the bedroom?"
"As I fully plan to be the one getting fucked into whatever surface we're fucking on--"
"God, Spencer," Aaron gasped, but Spencer went on without acknowledging it.
"--I should get to pick said surface. I move that we take this to the bedroom." Spencer gave Aaron his best innocent smile at the almost comically shocked expression Aaron was wearing.
Derek knew his own grin was probably sinfully lustful. He loved it when Spencer talked like that, and he really loved Aaron's reaction to that. "So moved," he said, and stood up. "Motion carried?"
Aaron blinked for a moment, then stood up too and looked from Spencer to Derek and back.
"It's harder on your knees and wrists on the floor. There's less shock absorption than you get with a mattress," Spencer explained as he stood and adjusted himself to walk down the hall. He gave Aaron a hungry kiss, then Derek, and started down the hallway ahead of them both.
Aaron stared after Spencer for a moment, then turned the stare on Derek. "Oh, no, man, you first," Derek said, gesturing. "I've been there before, and trust me when I say I'm gonna enjoy myself plenty."
"He...I..."
It was quite a treat to see Aaron speechless. Derek grinned. "You are going to fuck Spencer. Into the mattress, I think is what he wants. So go on, go after him. Don't worry, I'll be right behind you."
Aaron swallowed. "God," he said finally, and went after Spencer.
By the time they got to the bedroom, Spencer was starting to strip off his clothes. Derek suspected he'd waited until just the right moment, because his shirt was just lifted enough to reveal a strip of skin along his waist when Aaron and Derek rounded the corner. Derek had been amazed that Spencer had been such a confident lover when they'd first started dating. Derek didn't think Spencer personally liked the way he looked, but he knew how to use what he knew other people found attractive about him.
Aaron was still just staring, so Derek was pretty certain it was going to take some time for him to get used to this side of Spencer too, even if it sounded like Spencer had given him a taste of just how enticing he knew how to be the last time Aaron had been over.
Spencer dropped his shirt to the floor and looked over his shoulder at Aaron, just as Derek came up behind Aaron, wrapping his arms around him from behind and starting to undress Aaron. "Isn't he sexy?" he asked as Aaron's tie fell to the floor. Aaron's first two buttons were open next. "I think the tweed is a necessity, rather than a like. Keeps him from getting jumped by strangers." Derek pulled Aaron's shirt off, then leaned back to pull off his own.
"I like tweed," Spencer said, but then he bit his lower lip and unfastened his belt.
"God, I just want to jump him," Derek whispered in Aaron's ear. "It's awful. Any more, I see tweed, I get hard. Makes life really damn difficult." He kissed Aaron's shoulder and sucked, sliding his hands around Aaron's waist to start in on his belt. Aaron shivered and leaned back against Derek, though the tension in his body said clearly that he wanted to jump Spencer as much as Derek did.
"He..." Aaron breathed. Derek chuckled and after a moment Aaron cleared his throat. "You're beautiful," he murmured, staring at Spencer. "Don't." He pulled out of Derek's arms and went to stand in front of Spencer, his hands reaching to cover Spencer's on his zipper. "I want to undress you the rest of the way."
"Okay," Spencer murmured.
Aaron flattened his palms over Spencer's stomach and leaned in to kiss Spencer again. God, they were beautiful, Aaron's hands roaming, his thumbs brushing over Spencer's nipples. Spencer was whimpering after just a few moments, his hands sliding around to squeeze Aaron's ass. Aaron's lips started to work down Spencer's throat and Spencer tilted his head to give Aaron better access, panting softly, and then opened his eyes to look at Derek.
His gaze was utterly happy and wanton at the same time, and he lifted a hand from where it was cupping Aaron's ass, to crook his fingers at Derek in invitation.
Derek smiled at him and moved forward, undoing his jeans as he did, but letting them hang off his hips once he was close enough to slide his palms up the planes of Aaron's back. As he touched Aaron, he leaned in to kiss Spencer hungrily, loving how turned on Spencer was. Derek was glad they'd had their year alone together, but he was excited and glad they'd invited Aaron into this relationship. He was incredibly turned on just watching the way Aaron and Spencer admired each other, and watching them touch was amazing. He tried to convey that to Spencer with his kiss, to let his lover--the younger of his two lovers--know that they had made the right decision.
Spencer made a happy noise into the kiss, and then they seemed to decide at the same time that it was time to finish undressing Aaron. Derek pulled his belt out of the loops, and Spencer had the zipper pulled down. Then they were both hooking their hands into Aaron's pants and underwear and pushing. Aaron let out a little chuckle, but then dropped his head back against Derek's shoulder as two sets of hands explored the newly exposed skin.
"Strange, but... I could get used to this," Aaron murmured.
"That's the plan," Spencer whispered, his lips pressed to Aaron's throat, and then moaned. Derek dropped his gaze to see Aaron was pressing his hand against the hardness in Spencer's pants.
"God, I want you," Spencer panted. "Aaron."
"Mmm." Derek bit gently at Aaron's shoulder. "You'll find Spence has absolutely no trouble bossing you around in bed," he said. "It's incredibly hot."
Aaron moaned in acknowledgment and rubbed at Spencer's arousal again. Derek laughed faintly and kissed a trail down Aaron's spine.
Aaron started to pull Spencer's pants open, his fingers brushing across Spencer's skin as it was revealed. Spencer complicated things by getting Derek's pants off at the same time. Aaron had to stop a couple of times when Spencer trapped Aaron's hands between them.
Once they were all kicking out of their clothes (and Aaron out of his shoes), though, Spencer was digging in the nightstand for lube and a condom, and they all climbed into bed. Aaron took the tube and foil packet blindly when Spencer handed them down, and then flicked his tongue over Spencer's nipple. Spencer moaned and arched, but reached out to cup Derek's face in his hands and pull him in for a needy kiss.
The kiss took Derek's breath away with the excitement and need in it. He ran the fingers of one hand through Spencer's hair, the other hand sliding over Aaron's skin. He wasn't sure exactly what his role was going to be once Aaron was actually fucking Spencer, but he couldn't get his head together enough to think about it. He knew he was going to enjoy himself, anyway. Moaning against Spencer's mouth, he thrust his tongue in and out, teasing Spencer.
Spencer apparently had been considering Derek's role in this. When the kiss broke, Spencer was flushed and breathless, but he managed to say, "I want to suck you while he's inside of me."
Derek was dimly aware of the fact that Aaron was tearing open the condom packet, but Spencer's words had sent a shock of desire mixed with amusement through Derek. He choked out a laugh. "Pretty boy, slow down," he whispered, stroking Spencer's hair.
"Nnh, we have plenty of time to do this slowly," Spencer argued. "I don't want to this time. This time I want you both at once."
"He is bossy," Aaron cut in, but he was smiling as he gazed at both of them, and he started working a slick finger inside of Spencer.
"Isn't it great?" Derek said, feeling an odd burst of pride as he smiled at Spencer. He leaned in to kiss Spencer again softly. "God, I love you," he whispered against Spencer's mouth. He ran his fingers through Spencer's hair again and brushed his nose along Spencer's, then moved so he could kiss Aaron, too. "And you," he murmured, "Aaron." He wasn't sure he could say the actual words to Aaron, not yet--it had taken a lot to work up to saying them to Spencer--but they were true, there was no question of that. "Thank you for saying yes to us."
Aaron looked slightly surprised, but after a moment, he just kissed Derek again, his lips hungry and consuming. "Thank you for inviting me," Aaron breathed when their lips parted, and then kissed Derek again.
Spencer's breath had gone ragged, and Derek could feel that Aaron was still working his fingers slowly in and out of Spencer, so Derek dropped his hand to curl around Spencer's erection, stroking lightly as Aaron prepared him. He was still trading lingering kisses with Aaron, his own excitement aching with each little moan and whimper of Spencer's.
"Fuck-- that's so-- fuck--!" Spencer tried, and Derek chuckled and looked down to see Spencer was staring at them, his eyes wide, lips parted. "Don't stop."
"God, look at what you're doing to him, Aaron," Derek murmured. He leaned down and nipped at Spencer's jaw, sucking lightly. "He loves it."
He could hear Aaron's breath coming fast. His enjoyment and excitement was obviously building, and Derek couldn't help wondering how much longer he'd be able to hold off. Normally he'd guess Aaron had iron control, but with both of them working on him, Derek rather thought not. He slid his free hand around Spencer to curl on Aaron's cock and watched Aaron's eyelids droop as he moaned.
"Meant both of you," Spencer managed. "Kissing 'n' touching me. So hot." Aaron slid another finger inside of Spencer, and Spencer arched, moaning. "Feel like I... won the lottery."
Aaron's lip was caught between his teeth. He seemed to be trying not to thrust into Derek's hand, but then he just let out a low groan. "God, Spencer. Have to fuck you now."
Derek grinned and kissed Aaron again, then shifted back to kiss Spencer. "You're so sexy," he said, meaning both of them. He stroked his hands up Spencer's sides, then slid them around to circle and tease at Spencer's nipples. "Fuck him hard, Aaron."
"Ungh," was about all Aaron managed to get out, and then Spencer was shifting up to his knees.
"Head of the bed," he told Derek, nudging him, and then waited for Derek to move in front of him while Aaron moved behind him. He leaned back against Aaron for a moment, turning his head to kiss Aaron. Aaron's hands were roaming the front of Spencer's body, over his chest, down the tops of his thighs, past Spencer's proudly bobbing cock.
The kiss broke, and Aaron kissed over Spencer's shoulder for a moment before bending Spencer over. As Spencer moved into position to let Aaron take him, he gave Derek a devious grin, and then covered Derek's cock with his mouth.
The sudden, hot pleasure tore a groan from Derek's chest and he let his head fall back to thump against the wall, watching Spencer and Aaron from under half-lowered eyelids. "Fuck!" he gasped. He buried a hand in Spencer's hair, stroking encouragingly. "God, yes!"
Aaron's gaze jerked up from Spencer's mouth to Derek's face and he made a hungry noise, then turned his attention back to what he was doing. Derek saw him nestle his hips against Spencer's, then he moved forward slowly, sliding into Spencer. Spencer groaned around Derek's cock, sending thrills through his entire body. Derek decided spontaneous combustion was possible, and he was only moments away from it.
By the time Aaron was fully inside Spencer, he was gasping softly, visibly struggling not to simply thrust into Spencer with abandon. Spencer had stopped sucking as Aaron went deeper, but he hadn't pulled back. Derek could feel his breath coming hard against his abdomen. His heart was hammering in his chest as Aaron let Spencer adjust, and then Spencer moaned softly around Derek again and shifted once against Aaron. His lips and tongue started to work over Derek again when Aaron started to move.
"Oh my God," Derek breathed, his eyes squeezing shut for a moment at the incredible tide of pleasure that was washing over him. But then he heard Spencer's little noises of pleasure and had to force his eyes open again to watch. Aaron was gorgeous, the motion of his hips enthralling as he thrust, one hand bracing Spencer's hip and the other on the small of his back. When Derek let his gaze wander up the lightly muscled stomach and the chest sprinkled with dark hair up to Aaron's face, he found Aaron's gaze on him. It sent another surge of arousal through him and he had to fight the way his hips jerked.
He was panting, but he licked his lips and forced the words out in little gasps. "I bet...we could make Spencer come...untouched."
Spencer made an unhappy whimper that turned into a louder moan when Aaron surged into him again.
"Could we?" Aaron murmured, and Derek reached down to push Spencer's hair out of his face so that Aaron could (hopefully) get a better look at the way Spencer's lips were stretched around Derek.
Derek hummed and smiled. "He's really...responsive," he panted. "'ve only done it coupla times...but with you here...yeah." He broke off in a groan as Spencer gave him just a hint of teeth on his cock and slid a hand up between Derek's legs to fondle his balls. "Oh, God, if I don't come first," Derek managed. He stroked his hand over Spencer's shoulders, trying not to lose himself to the pleasure just yet.
Aaron licked his lips, watching Derek and Spencer for a moment, and then he smiled. Derek was certain he'd never seen that smile on Aaron before. "I think maybe we should give it a try," he breathed, and then leaned down against Spencer.
His hips were still pivoting, pushing into Spencer and driving little moans out of him, but Aaron kissed across one of Spencer's shoulder blades, then moved to lick the nape of his neck. A shiver swept through Spencer.
"Good spot," Derek panted, and Aaron scraped his teeth over the skin. It caused another shiver and a moan around Derek's cock.
"Do you have any idea how fucking pretty you are like this, Spencer?" Aaron breathed, his voice husky.
Spencer just let out a whimper, making Derek shiver at the sensation against his erection. "He knows he's pretty," he panted, stroking Spencer's hair. "But he likes hearing it, don't you?" He smiled down at Spencer, then looked up at Aaron. "You're gorgeous, too," he said, staring at Aaron. "Fucking him like that, your cock buried deep inside him. God, Aaron."
Aaron made a quiet noise, thrusting harder as if in reaction to Derek's words. It jerked another whimper from Spencer.
"Feels amazing. Tight. Hot," Aaron said, punctuating each word with a new thrust. He panted heavily against Spencer's back a moment and then started to move a little faster, and the little noises Spencer was making were becoming less controlled. Which wasn't really helping Morgan hold out much, considering every sound sent fresh thrills through him.
"It's taking all the control you have not to fuck his mouth, isn't it?" Aaron panted.
"God, yes," Morgan moaned, pressing back against the headboard. He had a hand on Spencer's shoulder, alternately caressing and scratching lightly. "Just wait 'til you get his mouth around you. 's fucking incredible. He's so good." He could hardly catch his breath and knew his words came out strangled. "So fucking close," he whimpered.
Spencer squeezed a little tighter against Derek's balls, then relaxed his hand and massaged, and Derek could tell Spencer was getting close too, because his movements were starting to get clumsy.
"So're you," he told Spencer, but it was mostly for Aaron's benefit. "Gonna come all over the sheets."
Aaron moaned, his hips moving into a demanding rhythm. "Going to feel... every last... tremble going... through you," he panted, and Spencer was moaning loudly now under Aaron's harder thrusts.
It was more than Derek could take, and his body exploded in pleasure as he came in Spencer's mouth. It seemed to be all Spencer needed to push him over the edge, though, because a moment later Spencer was shuddering against him as he swallowed Morgan's release.
"God!" Aaron gasped, and Derek slumped back, watching him as he pulled Spencer back tighter against him and fucked him hard through his orgasm, making Spencer cry out and let Derek's softening cock slide from his lips. Barely a minute later Aaron was groaning and going still behind Spencer.
There was a curse word or two strung into the mostly unintelligible exclamations coming from Spencer, but they all melted into one long groan when Aaron finally came, and then he slumped down between Derek's legs. He fought for breath, his head pillowed against Derek's thigh, and Aaron pulled out and slid down at Derek's side.
For a long moment, none of them talked. Derek didn't think they could talk, but then Spencer finally mumbled, "I... put the good sheets on... and you made me mess them up."
Derek laughed and rested his hand on Spencer's head. "Oh, pretty boy...it was worth it," he panted. He shifted to get comfortable, then rested lightly against Aaron, wondering if Aaron was a cuddler or not.
Aaron was, apparently, because an arm looped itself lazily around Derek, and then warm lips pressed briefly against his skin. Derek smiled and closed his eyes, relaxing into this feeling of complete satiation.
Spencer seemed perfectly content where he was settled. Either that, or he couldn't bring himself to move, which was entirely possible. He lifted a clumsy hand to rest on Derek's thigh, and after a moment, Aaron covered it with his own hand.
"Aaron's a good fuck, too," Spencer murmured, and Derek laughed again.
"Yeah, yeah, maybe later," Derek replied. It was probably orgasm, but he was a little surprised to realize that idea didn't scare him. Aaron settled closer at them too, and kissed Derek's jaw, but Derek didn't open his eyes.
"Next time I want both of your tongues running over my cock at the same time," Spencer added, a grin in his voice. "Payback for not touching me this time."
"God," Aaron groaned, and tilted his chin to murmur in Derek's ear. "He's already talking about next time. I might be too old for this."
Derek chuckled. "Now you know the real reason I suggested this. I needed someone else to keep him satisfied. Yes, I admit it. Derek Morgan can't keep up with genius sex-machine there." His eyes were still closed, but he was grinning.
"When I said 'next time', you know I mean in about twenty minutes, right?" Spencer teased. He let out a lazy laugh, and climbed clumsily up to Derek's other side, snuggling close. God this felt good--safe, warm, perfect--wrapped up between Spencer and Aaron.
Derek slid a hand back to rest on Spencer's hip, acknowledging his closeness. His breathing was deepening, his relaxation letting him slide closer towards sleep. This had been a wonderful idea.
*****
Spencer became aware of the gentle rise and fall of Derek's chest slowly. His body was heavy with sleep, and a little achey. The reason for the ache filtered into his mind next, and a slow smile spread across his lips before he realized something was off. He lifted a fingertip. No one was on the other side of Derek to touch, and no one was curled up at his own back.
An entirely different ache squeezed Spencer's chest. "Derek," he whispered, almost afraid to open his eyes.
Derek grunted sleepily, then tightened his arms around Spencer. "Whuzzat?" he muttered.
"Mmm," Spencer hummed, and snuggled close to Derek, his hold almost too tight. "Morning," he whispered, trying to cover the disappointment in his voice. Derek would figure it out.
"Nuh," Derek said, then coughed. "Leggo." A moment later he tensed and said, "Shit." Spencer felt him shifting, then Derek sighed. "Okay, dammit, I know he enjoyed himself. What happened while I was asleep?"
Spencer sighed too, and loosened his hold, pressing the heel of his hand to his eyes. "I don't know. I don't remember him getting out of bed," he said, his voice small, and then he pulled Derek close again for comfort.
Derek wrapped his arms tightly around Spencer and brushed light kisses against his cheek and jaw. "Maybe he just needed some space," he murmured. "I suppose it's a lot to get used to." He stroked a hand along Spencer's skin and curled a leg around Spencer's. Spencer knew Derek was aware of how safe that usually made him feel and the comfort he took from it. This morning, it didn't quite ease the ache in Spencer's chest.
"He had almost two months to think about it." Spencer kissed Derek softly and held another sigh. "Maybe he went in to work." Aaron still could have said goodbye to them. God, this was weird. Nothing felt quite right about this.
"Maybe." Derek's hand worked its way up into Spencer's hair. "It's not like Aaron to run away from something. That's...well, that's more my style than his." He pressed his face against Spencer's neck, then sighed again. "I need coffee. I can't think."
Spencer nodded. "Me too," he whispered, and gave Derek a little squeeze. "Bring me some?"
Derek pulled away, giving him a look of mock hurt. "You know you don't need to ask, pretty boy," he said, and kissed Spencer softly. "I'll be back in a few." Spencer rolled over to watch him as he climbed out of bed and pulled on some boxers and a t-shirt.
After he left, Spencer drew a deep breath and stared up at the ceiling, playing over the night before in his head. Aaron couldn't have just changed his mind. There had to be another explanation. They would just have to wait to find out, as Spencer thought it would sound a little too needy too fast to call Aaron and ask what happened, even if that was exactly what Spencer wanted to do.
It seemed to be taking Derek longer than it should, but Spencer was starting to become aware of the smell of breakfast cooking, and he smiled to himself as he snuggled under the blankets. God, Derek was so good to him.
Not ten minutes later, Derek was in the hallway talking, and Spencer shifted to ask Derek to repeat himself when a second voice caused him to shoot straight up in bed, a smile blooming on his face.
"Morgan, all I'm saying is that breakfast in bed is not only impractical, but possibly unsanitary."
"And all I'm saying is that you are getting your ass in bed and we're feeding Spencer his pancakes," Derek replied, and then he was coming around the corner with Aaron, Derek balancing a tray of food in one hand.
"Look who I found in our kitchen, pretty boy," he said, grinning at Spencer. Spencer knew he was beaming idiotically at them, but he couldn't bring himself to care; after the horrible disappointment of waking up without Aaron, he couldn't fight it.
"I thought you'd left," he accused, and Aaron had the good grace to look embarrassed.
"I wouldn't have just gone without saying anything," he said. "I thought I could have breakfast ready before either of you woke up. Sorry. It would have been ready sooner if Derek hadn't distracted me."
Derek gave him a wounded look, but then grinned. "I was just describing how much you like whipped cream on your pancakes," he said innocently.
Somehow, Spencer felt his grin stretch wider. "I like it better on you."
"So does Aaron."
Aaron shook his head, but he was grinning when he climbed into bed next to Spencer and slid a hand over his stomach. He leaned in to kiss Spencer, his lips sweet, and suddenly breakfast was not at all what he was interested in anymore.
A few minutes later, when the kiss broke, Spencer realized that Derek had been calmly eating and watching them make out. Derek grinned when he saw Spencer looking. "I brought coffee, too."
Spencer gave Aaron a hungry look, torn. To his relief, Aaron laughed when Spencer reached for the coffee instead of going for another kiss.
He took a sip, watching them over the rim of his cup, then looked at Derek. "I thought I heard something about feeding me?" he asked, shivering as Aaron kissed over his shoulder. He suddenly felt very naked when he realized Aaron and Derek were both in boxers and undershirts. He wasn't sure why that thought was exciting, but it was.
Still grinning, Derek cut a piece of pancake, smeared it in syrup and whipped cream, and leaned close to hold his fork out for Spencer. Spencer hummed and took the bite, closing his lips over the fork and pulling off slowly, holding Derek's gaze. He licked his lips when he'd swallowed, and Derek cleared his throat and cut another bite hastily.
Aaron was watching them quietly, his hands still roaming Spencer's body lazily as Spencer took the next offered bite of pancake. He was still chewing, his eyes on Derek, when Aaron's hand found his half-hard cock. It wasn't just half-hard anymore after a few strokes of Aaron's hand, and Spencer moaned around the bite in his mouth, torn between Derek and Aaron's attentions.
"God, you're beautiful like this," Derek told him, offering another bite of pancake. He kept his gaze on Spencer's almost pornographic enjoyment of the food, but he spoke next to Aaron. "But maybe he'd be prettier with some of that whipped cream on him."
Aaron made a quiet noise of interest and brushed his lips against Spencer's jaw. "That's not a bad idea, Derek."
Derek offered one last bite, then set the plate aside and produced from the tray the can of whipped cream. He glanced at Spencer, looking for permission.
Spencer licked his lips, nodding slowly, then started to kick all the covers off of himself. They'd all just gone to sleep last night, so Spencer was more than ready to be 'paid back' for being made to come untouched. If Derek and Aaron also wanted to devour him like a dessert, that was even better. Spencer was grinning again by the time he settled down against the bed.
Derek placed a dollop of whipped cream on Spencer's lips, and then bent to kiss him hungrily.
Moaning faintly into the kiss, Spencer looped his free arm around Derek's neck. He felt Aaron gently taking the coffee cup from his other hand, and a moment later his index finger was being nibbled and then sucked. When Derek pulled away, he held Spencer's gaze and made lines of whipped cream along Spencer's collar bone, then shifted to lick them off.
Aaron took the can and drew a circle around one of Spencer's nipples as he continued sucking on Spencer's finger, then he closed his lips over the little nub, flicking his tongue to clean the sticky foam away and then sucking lightly.
He gasped, sliding a hand down over Derek's back, and another into Aaron's hair. "God, I could die of happiness," he breathed, and then felt his face heat when Aaron looked up at him, smiling.
"I'm glad this makes you happy," Aaron murmured, and moved up to kiss his mouth tenderly. Derek moaned quietly and moved further down to lick and suck at Spencer's belly button.
Spencer squirmed and shifted, trying not to thrash when Derek's tongue tickled, and then laughed softly when Derek moved lower. "I have the two most gorgeous FBI agents' mouths all over me," Spencer panted. "Of course it does." It helped that he loved them both, too.
Aaron smiled and kissed him again, and then slid down the bed a bit. Derek gripped the base of Spencer's prick, and Aaron lifted the can to swirl whipped cream over the head. Spencer couldn't breath, watching them both as the cool dessert topping slid over him, and then two tongues were licking their ways up either side of Spencer's shaft.
"Oh my God," Spencer moaned, fighting to keep his eyes from rolling back in pleasure so he could keep watching them.
Derek chuckled, and then the mouths stopped. Spencer whimpered, then heard a faint moan and looked down to see Aaron and Derek making out over his cock. Spencer tried to say something, but just managed a strangled noise that was torn between complaining and hungry. He saw the corner of Aaron's eye crinkle as Aaron smiled, and then Derek took Spencer's cock into his mouth as Aaron shifted enough to lick at Spencer's balls.
Oh, this threesome thing had been the best idea ever. Spencer was not going to last long, which was a shame considering how amazing this was.
"You two-- you-- oh, fuck," he babbled as Derek's tongue snaked over his skin. Aaron nipped at Spencer's inner thigh, and then closed his mouth around Spencer's sac, rolling his tongue against it.
Derek hummed, sounding simultaneously smug and turned on, which was something Derek was good at. The vibration sent shockwaves of desire through Spencer, who whimpered and arched. One of Derek's hands slid up his stomach to play with his nipples. Aaron moaned softly, and Spencer wondered, without opening his eyes to see, if Derek was touching him, too.
There was another, louder moan around Spencer's balls, and then Spencer was certain that Derek was touching Aaron. All Spencer could manage to do, though, was ball his hands into the sheets and moan at the wet heat that was sucking and licking and lapping at him until he could hardly breathe.
"I'm going to-- I'm--"
Derek hummed his acknowledgment and it sent Spencer over the edge. He cursed and came hard as Derek's lips and tongue milked every last drop of his release from him.
When Aaron and Derek pulled off him, the warmth was replaced with the cool bedroom air, and then Aaron and Derek were making hungry, muffled noises. Spencer barely managed to peel his eyes open to watch them kiss, their mouths hard and demanding.
Then Derek shifted and crawled down the bed. He'd worked Aaron's boxers down at some point, and he closed his lips around Aaron's cock. Aaron moaned and arched. A second later, as Derek was lying the opposite direction of Aaron, Aaron returned the favor, pulling down Derek's boxers and sucking Derek enthusiastically too.
Oh, God, Spencer thought, but couldn't think enough to speak. He just stared, panting, his mouth dry, as Derek's hands caressed Aaron's ass and fondled his balls while he sucked. And then Aaron...the sight of him with his lips around Derek's cock was almost too much. It was just incredible. He didn't look hesitant or doubtful about what he was doing. Just the opposite, he appeared to be enjoying it immensely. Then again, it was hard to tell how much was what Derek was doing to him.
Aaron was still lying between Spencer's legs, so Spencer reached down and rested his hand on Aaron's head, letting it ride there as Aaron bobbed his head over Derek. Aaron opened his eyes just enough to look up at Spencer, his expression wanton, and Spencer gave him a slow, sated smile. Aaron's hips jerked and he clamped his eyes shut again. He tensed, then came, pulling off of Derek's cock as he did, moaning and making tiny, seemingly uncontrollable thrusting movements into Derek's mouth that made Derek groan happily.
Derek pulled off of Aaron, panting hard, and gave Aaron a moment to recover, but then he whimpered, and Aaron seemed to understand. He took Derek between his lips again and sucked, and it wasn't long before Derek was gasping Aaron's name and coming. There was the tiniest hint of hesitation on Aaron's face as Derek came; it faded fast and melted into pleasure, but Spencer had to wonder if Aaron had ever done what he was doing before. That was a question for another time, though.
Then the only sound in the room was harsh breathing as three very sated men sprawled on Derek's bed. This was the best way to spend a morning, Spencer decided as he ran his fingers idly through Aaron's hair.
He gazed down at his and Morgan's new lover, tracing the sharp lines of his face and enjoying that Aaron looked so utterly relaxed. When Spencer looked further down the bed at Derek, Derek was smiling back at him.
"God, I am so lucky," Spencer whispered, and Derek's smile widened.
"We're all three lucky," he said, still breathing hard. "Something like this doesn't happen very often."
"It's certainly never happened to me," Aaron murmured dryly. He looked at each of them in turn, smiling. "You'll have to forgive me if I'm a little, ah, overwhelmed by all of this."
Spencer couldn't repress a little laugh. "Oh? You seemed perfectly in your element a few minutes ago," he said, and wiggled the leg Aaron was resting against, smiling. "I really do have the most gorgeous agents in my bed. Derek's bed." He laughed again and nudged Derek. "Our bed."
"Our bed," Derek agreed, starting to shift around to get closer. "And you're lucky I already had a king-size one, or there wouldn't be room for us all." He got to Aaron and kissed him slowly, then crawled up the bed to take the cooling cup of coffee and have a long gulp.
Spencer badly covered a laugh at the sudden and completely childish thought that Derek really needed the drink to wash down all the come he'd just swallowed, but covered by saying, "Looks like we're staying here more often from now on then."
Derek laughed. "You know, Aaron, you're lucky you're coming in to this late. Clooney's finally gotten used to having Spence around." He leaned over and kissed Spencer's cheek. "My neighbors didn't like me much when this relationship started."
Aaron wriggled a little closer and rested his head on Derek's thigh. "Let me guess, you locked Spencer in the back yard and he was out there crying all night."
"Hey," Spencer complained, and gave Aaron a gentle swat to the top of his head. A half second later, a thrill ran through him at that. He was allowed to playfully smack Aaron Hotchner. And Aaron was laughing about it.
Morgan was laughing, too. He reached down to run his fingers through Aaron's hair, then leaned over a little to rest against Spencer's shoulder. He opened his mouth, then shook his head and kissed Spencer's jaw, then leaned his head against Spencer's. Spencer smiled and slid his arm around Derek; he always loved it when Derek felt like cuddling. He cupped his other hand against Aaron's cheek.
Spencer sighed happily and kissed Derek's shoulder. "I move that we spend the entire day in bed," he murmured, closing his eyes.
"Mmm. Motion seconded," Derek agreed.
Aaron breathed a content sigh. "Yeah."
Spencer felt himself grin ridiculously. "Who are you and what did you do with SSA Hotchner?"
"I haven't had this much sex in this short a period of time in a very long time," Aaron murmured.
Morgan chuckled. "Which means SSA Hotchner's brain dead," he teased. "We've just got Aaron, probably for the rest of the day at least." He kissed Reid's neck, then said in a loud whisper, "You turn off the cell phones and I'll unplug the house phone from the wall."
Aaron lifted a finger off Derek's thigh. "I'm not that relaxed."
"Yeah, Derek," Spencer murmured, running a hand over Aaron's shoulder. "He's still breathing."
They all laughed.
Authors:
innerslytherin and severity_softlyPairing: Morgan/Reid, eventual Morgan/Reid/Hotch
Rating: NC-17
WC: ~21,300
Warnings: Threesome
Summary: Morgan and Reid are happy in their relationship...but they've both been watching someone else.
Part One, Part Two
Aaron was as good as his word; nothing changed between them at work. He still treated them both with respect, and while he might pair them together a bit more often than usual, he still had Spencer work with Dave a lot, too. But he didn't give them a final decision as first one, then a second case went by. Three weeks, four, and then nearly a month and a half had passed, and Derek and Spencer had nearly given up on the idea of having Aaron join them.
It was a surprise to Derek, then, when Aaron stopped by his desk one Friday afternoon and asked if he had plans that evening. Derek and Spencer were spending the night together, but they hadn't made specific plans, so he just shook his head.
"I'd like to discuss your...proposal," Aaron said. "With preferably a little less alcohol this time."
Derek had just nodded mutely. Aaron gave him a rare smile and began to walk away. "I'll tell Spencer," Derek finally blurted. He'd spent the rest of the afternoon on edge, and he could tell Spencer was less relaxed than he was pretending. As he was finishing up, he ducked into Aaron's office, knocking on the open door.
Aaron looked up. "Heading out?"
Derek nodded. "You remember how to get to my place?"
"I do."
"We'll see you there, no later than seven?" Derek couldn't quite keep the question out of his voice at the end, but he tried.
Aaron laughed and nodded, and Morgan headed home.
Spencer had taken the VRE to work from his apartment, so he caught a ride with Derek to the house. He was barely containing nervous energy, but he didn't actually say anything until they got inside. "Did he say-- of course he wouldn't... Did it sound promising?"
Derek had to loop an arm around Spencer's waist to stop his pacing.
"He said he wants to discuss it. With less alcohol involved." He kissed Spencer tenderly, then pulled him closer and ran his fingers through Spencer's hair. "I think a bottle of red, no brandy, no rum."
Spencer drew a deep breath and pressed his face to Derek's neck. "I thought he wasn't going to bring it up again," he admitted, his voice a little small, then he pulled back to look at Derek. "Do you think it would jinx us if I put the nice sheets on the bed?"
Derek laughed and kissed Spencer again. "I think that would be a good idea, actually. Just in case." After all, if Aaron said no, they could still have consolation sex without him. "I'm going to get the wine breathing and start a fire. Hopefully he won't make us sit at the kitchen table and sign a contract." He winked and released Spencer with a playful swat on the ass.
Spencer snickered, and Derek was glad he was relaxing. "Hope not. Though a rotation might come in handy." Spencer tugged Derek back for another kiss, and then started off towards the bedroom, calling over his shoulder. "Do you think we could get away with sex first and talking later?"
"That would be nice, but we don't even know he's going to say yes," Derek replied as he headed for the kitchen. He spent some time with the wine and the fireplace and then headed to the bedroom to help Spencer finish with the sheets. Then he tugged Spencer into the living room and pulled him down into his lap, trying to relax and wishing Aaron would show up soon.
Spencer curled up against Derek and kissed his neck. "Do you think he'd bother to come out here just to tell us no?" he murmured, his fingertips stroking over Derek's scalp.
"It's possible," Derek said. "It seems unlikely, but you know Hotch. He might think he owes us an explanation."
Spencer nodded. "Maybe he decided he just wants to watch," he said, and then a wicked grin curled his lips a few seconds later.
Derek laughed and squeezed Spencer, and then the doorbell rang. Derek sucked in a breath, not loosening his hold on Spencer for a long moment. Finally Spencer squirmed and Derek sighed, letting go. "God, I don't think I was quite this scared when you and I got together," he admitted, then forced a grin. "Of course, you'd already proved quite satisfactorily that you wanted me. I think even Emily was satisfied," he added jokingly.
"Shut up," Spencer muttered, feigning embarrassment. He climbed off Derek's lap and headed for the door, Derek right behind him. Derek got past him in the hall by shoving him playfully aside, which earned some grumbling. But that way Derek got to be the one to open the door, and then he was beaming hopefully at Aaron.
Aaron looked a little uncomfortable, but he had a bottle of wine tucked under one arm, and that sent a thrill of anticipation through Derek. He wouldn't bring wine as a consolation gift. Would he? "Hi," Aaron said, smiling at them both.
Derek stood back to let him in. "Hi."
Spencer bounced on his feet a couple of times, then settled, but he looked like he was just barely containing nervous energy. "Hi," he echoed, then laughed softly and shut the door behind Aaron.
For a minute, they all just stood there in the entry way. It was strange how awkward this was. It didn't seem like any of them really knew how to start this discussion.
"This was so much easier when you were clueless," Spencer finally told Aaron, cutting through the silence and drawing surprised laughs from both Derek and Aaron.
"Come on back to the living room," Derek suggested.
"I brought..." Aaron said, holding out the wine he'd brought. Derek smiled and took it, letting their fingers brush. It sent a jolt up his arm and he had to fight not to lean in and claim a kiss, since he was several behind Spencer.
Derek took the wine to the kitchen and opened that one, thinking it would be nice to drink the one Aaron had brought first. The other bottle wouldn't be wasted, anyway. He poured them each a glass, then went out to the living room, where Spencer and Aaron were seated. Spencer had taken the armchair, leaving the couch for Derek--a gesture Derek more than appreciated.
He settled down on the couch, sitting sideways to face Aaron, and noticed that this time, Aaron let their fingers brush when he took his glass. Derek glanced at Spencer, smiling.
"You've probably figured out by now that I haven't invited myself over just to turn you both down," Aaron said finally. "I apologize that it took so long to decide, but it is a rather complicated issue, and to be honest, I still think this could wind up being the biggest mistake I've ever made."
"Hold the presses," Morgan said, grinning and pressing his hand to Aaron's shoulder. He was a tactile person by nature, but somehow the touch meant more now. Now touching Hotch felt like a build up to something more. "You make mistakes?"
"I do," Aaron said, but he looked amused. After a moment, he reached up and touched Morgan's hand briefly, then he dropped his hand again and looked into his wine glass. "You both should know that I have no interest in this if this is just about sex. I know that even now, because I already know that I care for both of you, and I'm well aware of how I am in situations like these. I'm no good at sex without strings or emotions. I suppose that's what I'm still struggling with here, aside from professional concerns. I don't want to feel like I'm destroying what you two have, but I also can't do this without changing everything for you two."
Derek nodded. "Changing everything doesn't mean destroying it," he said quietly. "Spencer and I both care about you, Aaron. We care a lot, and have for a long time. Just because he and I got together independently of you doesn't make you the third wheel or mean that you would be less of a partner in this."
Aaron looked up and smiled at him, and Derek reached out again, this time brushing his fingers through Aaron's hair and then along his jaw. "And just because Spencer and I are crazy about each other doesn't mean we're not crazy about you. Because we are."
"For the record, I think you're both clearly delusional about me, but as it works to my benefit..." Aaron turned his head and brushed his lips against the pad of one of Derek's fingertips, which sent a new spark of desire through Derek. He heard Spencer suck in a breath, and he looked up to see that Spencer was watching them both hungrily.
Derek smiled and traced his finger across Aaron's lower lip, then leaned in and replaced it with his mouth, hoping Aaron would at least allow this before they talked any more. To his relief, Aaron's lips met his eagerly. Derek deepened the kiss, wanting to push Aaron a little--he was good at that, after all--and Aaron met his hunger, one hand sliding up to cup the back of Derek's head. When they pulled away, Aaron's pupils were huge and his cheeks flushed a little. Derek smiled at him again.
"God, you two are so sexy," Spencer breathed. Aaron turned to look at Spencer, following Morgan's gaze. "Are we done talking? Because you can't tease me like that and then just stop."
"That wasn't meant to be teasing, pretty boy," Derek said, smirking. "It was just a taste." He turned to Aaron. "Do we need to talk about this more? Any questions or concerns or conditions you have?"
"You sound like you're writing a contract," Aaron teased. "I'm afraid it's been a long time since I reviewed contract law..."
"That was a yes or no question," Spencer pointed out.
"Impatient," Derek said, to which Spencer just stuck out his tongue. After a moment, he seemed intent to prove Derek correct, however, because he slid out of the chair and onto the couch, fitting Aaron between them.
Aaron cleared his throat, but he leaned back against Spencer; Derek smiled when Spencer wrapped his arms around Aaron from behind and rested his chin on Aaron's shoulder. "Condoms," Aaron said quietly. "And I would prefer, at some point, clarification about whether various pairings among the three of us are allowed and/or expected."
Derek chuckled. "Now you sound like a lawyer," he whispered, and leaned in to kiss Aaron again.
Spencer let out a shuddery breath, and Aaron shivered. Derek didn't know if that shiver was the result of the kiss, or Spencer's breath on Aaron's neck, but it hardly seemed to matter. Derek deepened the kiss, victorious at the little pleased noise that came from Aaron, and when he started to pull back, Spencer's hand closed on his arm and kept him there.
"Didn't I tell you what a good kisser he was?" Spencer whispered.
"Mmm-hmm," Derek hummed in agreement against Aaron's mouth. Aaron's shoulders shook slightly with silent laughter for a brief moment, but then he sucked in a breath and melted backwards a bit. When Derek opened his eyes, Spencer was trailing big, open-mouthed kisses over Aaron's neck.
"Anything else, Aaron?" Derek murmured, kissing Aaron's jaw and then catching Spencer's mouth in a quick kiss over Aaron's shoulder.
"Just that this is very strange," Aaron managed, sounding utterly pleased by the affection being given to him anyway.
Derek laughed and kissed his cheek. "Our lives are very strange," he murmured, and rested a hand on Aaron's knee, running it slowly up to rest on his thigh.
"Good, though," Spencer whispered. "This. Now." He was nosing along the shell of Aaron's ear, pressing little kisses to Aaron's hair, as he ran the back of his hand over Derek's chest. Aaron's eyes had slipped shut, but he turned his head and caught Spencer's lips in a kiss at an awkward angle. Spencer shifted against Aaron's back and Aaron sucked in a breath, then pulled back to look at Spencer.
"God, you're easy," he said, but he was smiling.
Derek laughed as Spencer flushed.
"Shut up. I've been sitting here watching you two kiss. It was exciting," he argued, without any real force behind the words.
"I'd offer to show you how easy he is," Derek murmured, "but I have a feeling you're gonna enjoy finding out on your own." He nibbled at Aaron's jaw, pleased at the shudder that ran through him. He lifted his head to kiss Aaron passionately, his hand sliding a little closer to Aaron's groin. "God, Aaron, do you have any idea how fucking hot you are?" he demanded when the kiss ended.
Aaron was staring at him, looking a little hazy. After a moment he smiled slowly. "I was just thinking that about you."
Derek shook his head and looked at Spencer. "Do you like it here, or should we take this to the bedroom?"
"As I fully plan to be the one getting fucked into whatever surface we're fucking on--"
"God, Spencer," Aaron gasped, but Spencer went on without acknowledging it.
"--I should get to pick said surface. I move that we take this to the bedroom." Spencer gave Aaron his best innocent smile at the almost comically shocked expression Aaron was wearing.
Derek knew his own grin was probably sinfully lustful. He loved it when Spencer talked like that, and he really loved Aaron's reaction to that. "So moved," he said, and stood up. "Motion carried?"
Aaron blinked for a moment, then stood up too and looked from Spencer to Derek and back.
"It's harder on your knees and wrists on the floor. There's less shock absorption than you get with a mattress," Spencer explained as he stood and adjusted himself to walk down the hall. He gave Aaron a hungry kiss, then Derek, and started down the hallway ahead of them both.
Aaron stared after Spencer for a moment, then turned the stare on Derek. "Oh, no, man, you first," Derek said, gesturing. "I've been there before, and trust me when I say I'm gonna enjoy myself plenty."
"He...I..."
It was quite a treat to see Aaron speechless. Derek grinned. "You are going to fuck Spencer. Into the mattress, I think is what he wants. So go on, go after him. Don't worry, I'll be right behind you."
Aaron swallowed. "God," he said finally, and went after Spencer.
By the time they got to the bedroom, Spencer was starting to strip off his clothes. Derek suspected he'd waited until just the right moment, because his shirt was just lifted enough to reveal a strip of skin along his waist when Aaron and Derek rounded the corner. Derek had been amazed that Spencer had been such a confident lover when they'd first started dating. Derek didn't think Spencer personally liked the way he looked, but he knew how to use what he knew other people found attractive about him.
Aaron was still just staring, so Derek was pretty certain it was going to take some time for him to get used to this side of Spencer too, even if it sounded like Spencer had given him a taste of just how enticing he knew how to be the last time Aaron had been over.
Spencer dropped his shirt to the floor and looked over his shoulder at Aaron, just as Derek came up behind Aaron, wrapping his arms around him from behind and starting to undress Aaron. "Isn't he sexy?" he asked as Aaron's tie fell to the floor. Aaron's first two buttons were open next. "I think the tweed is a necessity, rather than a like. Keeps him from getting jumped by strangers." Derek pulled Aaron's shirt off, then leaned back to pull off his own.
"I like tweed," Spencer said, but then he bit his lower lip and unfastened his belt.
"God, I just want to jump him," Derek whispered in Aaron's ear. "It's awful. Any more, I see tweed, I get hard. Makes life really damn difficult." He kissed Aaron's shoulder and sucked, sliding his hands around Aaron's waist to start in on his belt. Aaron shivered and leaned back against Derek, though the tension in his body said clearly that he wanted to jump Spencer as much as Derek did.
"He..." Aaron breathed. Derek chuckled and after a moment Aaron cleared his throat. "You're beautiful," he murmured, staring at Spencer. "Don't." He pulled out of Derek's arms and went to stand in front of Spencer, his hands reaching to cover Spencer's on his zipper. "I want to undress you the rest of the way."
"Okay," Spencer murmured.
Aaron flattened his palms over Spencer's stomach and leaned in to kiss Spencer again. God, they were beautiful, Aaron's hands roaming, his thumbs brushing over Spencer's nipples. Spencer was whimpering after just a few moments, his hands sliding around to squeeze Aaron's ass. Aaron's lips started to work down Spencer's throat and Spencer tilted his head to give Aaron better access, panting softly, and then opened his eyes to look at Derek.
His gaze was utterly happy and wanton at the same time, and he lifted a hand from where it was cupping Aaron's ass, to crook his fingers at Derek in invitation.
Derek smiled at him and moved forward, undoing his jeans as he did, but letting them hang off his hips once he was close enough to slide his palms up the planes of Aaron's back. As he touched Aaron, he leaned in to kiss Spencer hungrily, loving how turned on Spencer was. Derek was glad they'd had their year alone together, but he was excited and glad they'd invited Aaron into this relationship. He was incredibly turned on just watching the way Aaron and Spencer admired each other, and watching them touch was amazing. He tried to convey that to Spencer with his kiss, to let his lover--the younger of his two lovers--know that they had made the right decision.
Spencer made a happy noise into the kiss, and then they seemed to decide at the same time that it was time to finish undressing Aaron. Derek pulled his belt out of the loops, and Spencer had the zipper pulled down. Then they were both hooking their hands into Aaron's pants and underwear and pushing. Aaron let out a little chuckle, but then dropped his head back against Derek's shoulder as two sets of hands explored the newly exposed skin.
"Strange, but... I could get used to this," Aaron murmured.
"That's the plan," Spencer whispered, his lips pressed to Aaron's throat, and then moaned. Derek dropped his gaze to see Aaron was pressing his hand against the hardness in Spencer's pants.
"God, I want you," Spencer panted. "Aaron."
"Mmm." Derek bit gently at Aaron's shoulder. "You'll find Spence has absolutely no trouble bossing you around in bed," he said. "It's incredibly hot."
Aaron moaned in acknowledgment and rubbed at Spencer's arousal again. Derek laughed faintly and kissed a trail down Aaron's spine.
Aaron started to pull Spencer's pants open, his fingers brushing across Spencer's skin as it was revealed. Spencer complicated things by getting Derek's pants off at the same time. Aaron had to stop a couple of times when Spencer trapped Aaron's hands between them.
Once they were all kicking out of their clothes (and Aaron out of his shoes), though, Spencer was digging in the nightstand for lube and a condom, and they all climbed into bed. Aaron took the tube and foil packet blindly when Spencer handed them down, and then flicked his tongue over Spencer's nipple. Spencer moaned and arched, but reached out to cup Derek's face in his hands and pull him in for a needy kiss.
The kiss took Derek's breath away with the excitement and need in it. He ran the fingers of one hand through Spencer's hair, the other hand sliding over Aaron's skin. He wasn't sure exactly what his role was going to be once Aaron was actually fucking Spencer, but he couldn't get his head together enough to think about it. He knew he was going to enjoy himself, anyway. Moaning against Spencer's mouth, he thrust his tongue in and out, teasing Spencer.
Spencer apparently had been considering Derek's role in this. When the kiss broke, Spencer was flushed and breathless, but he managed to say, "I want to suck you while he's inside of me."
Derek was dimly aware of the fact that Aaron was tearing open the condom packet, but Spencer's words had sent a shock of desire mixed with amusement through Derek. He choked out a laugh. "Pretty boy, slow down," he whispered, stroking Spencer's hair.
"Nnh, we have plenty of time to do this slowly," Spencer argued. "I don't want to this time. This time I want you both at once."
"He is bossy," Aaron cut in, but he was smiling as he gazed at both of them, and he started working a slick finger inside of Spencer.
"Isn't it great?" Derek said, feeling an odd burst of pride as he smiled at Spencer. He leaned in to kiss Spencer again softly. "God, I love you," he whispered against Spencer's mouth. He ran his fingers through Spencer's hair again and brushed his nose along Spencer's, then moved so he could kiss Aaron, too. "And you," he murmured, "Aaron." He wasn't sure he could say the actual words to Aaron, not yet--it had taken a lot to work up to saying them to Spencer--but they were true, there was no question of that. "Thank you for saying yes to us."
Aaron looked slightly surprised, but after a moment, he just kissed Derek again, his lips hungry and consuming. "Thank you for inviting me," Aaron breathed when their lips parted, and then kissed Derek again.
Spencer's breath had gone ragged, and Derek could feel that Aaron was still working his fingers slowly in and out of Spencer, so Derek dropped his hand to curl around Spencer's erection, stroking lightly as Aaron prepared him. He was still trading lingering kisses with Aaron, his own excitement aching with each little moan and whimper of Spencer's.
"Fuck-- that's so-- fuck--!" Spencer tried, and Derek chuckled and looked down to see Spencer was staring at them, his eyes wide, lips parted. "Don't stop."
"God, look at what you're doing to him, Aaron," Derek murmured. He leaned down and nipped at Spencer's jaw, sucking lightly. "He loves it."
He could hear Aaron's breath coming fast. His enjoyment and excitement was obviously building, and Derek couldn't help wondering how much longer he'd be able to hold off. Normally he'd guess Aaron had iron control, but with both of them working on him, Derek rather thought not. He slid his free hand around Spencer to curl on Aaron's cock and watched Aaron's eyelids droop as he moaned.
"Meant both of you," Spencer managed. "Kissing 'n' touching me. So hot." Aaron slid another finger inside of Spencer, and Spencer arched, moaning. "Feel like I... won the lottery."
Aaron's lip was caught between his teeth. He seemed to be trying not to thrust into Derek's hand, but then he just let out a low groan. "God, Spencer. Have to fuck you now."
Derek grinned and kissed Aaron again, then shifted back to kiss Spencer. "You're so sexy," he said, meaning both of them. He stroked his hands up Spencer's sides, then slid them around to circle and tease at Spencer's nipples. "Fuck him hard, Aaron."
"Ungh," was about all Aaron managed to get out, and then Spencer was shifting up to his knees.
"Head of the bed," he told Derek, nudging him, and then waited for Derek to move in front of him while Aaron moved behind him. He leaned back against Aaron for a moment, turning his head to kiss Aaron. Aaron's hands were roaming the front of Spencer's body, over his chest, down the tops of his thighs, past Spencer's proudly bobbing cock.
The kiss broke, and Aaron kissed over Spencer's shoulder for a moment before bending Spencer over. As Spencer moved into position to let Aaron take him, he gave Derek a devious grin, and then covered Derek's cock with his mouth.
The sudden, hot pleasure tore a groan from Derek's chest and he let his head fall back to thump against the wall, watching Spencer and Aaron from under half-lowered eyelids. "Fuck!" he gasped. He buried a hand in Spencer's hair, stroking encouragingly. "God, yes!"
Aaron's gaze jerked up from Spencer's mouth to Derek's face and he made a hungry noise, then turned his attention back to what he was doing. Derek saw him nestle his hips against Spencer's, then he moved forward slowly, sliding into Spencer. Spencer groaned around Derek's cock, sending thrills through his entire body. Derek decided spontaneous combustion was possible, and he was only moments away from it.
By the time Aaron was fully inside Spencer, he was gasping softly, visibly struggling not to simply thrust into Spencer with abandon. Spencer had stopped sucking as Aaron went deeper, but he hadn't pulled back. Derek could feel his breath coming hard against his abdomen. His heart was hammering in his chest as Aaron let Spencer adjust, and then Spencer moaned softly around Derek again and shifted once against Aaron. His lips and tongue started to work over Derek again when Aaron started to move.
"Oh my God," Derek breathed, his eyes squeezing shut for a moment at the incredible tide of pleasure that was washing over him. But then he heard Spencer's little noises of pleasure and had to force his eyes open again to watch. Aaron was gorgeous, the motion of his hips enthralling as he thrust, one hand bracing Spencer's hip and the other on the small of his back. When Derek let his gaze wander up the lightly muscled stomach and the chest sprinkled with dark hair up to Aaron's face, he found Aaron's gaze on him. It sent another surge of arousal through him and he had to fight the way his hips jerked.
He was panting, but he licked his lips and forced the words out in little gasps. "I bet...we could make Spencer come...untouched."
Spencer made an unhappy whimper that turned into a louder moan when Aaron surged into him again.
"Could we?" Aaron murmured, and Derek reached down to push Spencer's hair out of his face so that Aaron could (hopefully) get a better look at the way Spencer's lips were stretched around Derek.
Derek hummed and smiled. "He's really...responsive," he panted. "'ve only done it coupla times...but with you here...yeah." He broke off in a groan as Spencer gave him just a hint of teeth on his cock and slid a hand up between Derek's legs to fondle his balls. "Oh, God, if I don't come first," Derek managed. He stroked his hand over Spencer's shoulders, trying not to lose himself to the pleasure just yet.
Aaron licked his lips, watching Derek and Spencer for a moment, and then he smiled. Derek was certain he'd never seen that smile on Aaron before. "I think maybe we should give it a try," he breathed, and then leaned down against Spencer.
His hips were still pivoting, pushing into Spencer and driving little moans out of him, but Aaron kissed across one of Spencer's shoulder blades, then moved to lick the nape of his neck. A shiver swept through Spencer.
"Good spot," Derek panted, and Aaron scraped his teeth over the skin. It caused another shiver and a moan around Derek's cock.
"Do you have any idea how fucking pretty you are like this, Spencer?" Aaron breathed, his voice husky.
Spencer just let out a whimper, making Derek shiver at the sensation against his erection. "He knows he's pretty," he panted, stroking Spencer's hair. "But he likes hearing it, don't you?" He smiled down at Spencer, then looked up at Aaron. "You're gorgeous, too," he said, staring at Aaron. "Fucking him like that, your cock buried deep inside him. God, Aaron."
Aaron made a quiet noise, thrusting harder as if in reaction to Derek's words. It jerked another whimper from Spencer.
"Feels amazing. Tight. Hot," Aaron said, punctuating each word with a new thrust. He panted heavily against Spencer's back a moment and then started to move a little faster, and the little noises Spencer was making were becoming less controlled. Which wasn't really helping Morgan hold out much, considering every sound sent fresh thrills through him.
"It's taking all the control you have not to fuck his mouth, isn't it?" Aaron panted.
"God, yes," Morgan moaned, pressing back against the headboard. He had a hand on Spencer's shoulder, alternately caressing and scratching lightly. "Just wait 'til you get his mouth around you. 's fucking incredible. He's so good." He could hardly catch his breath and knew his words came out strangled. "So fucking close," he whimpered.
Spencer squeezed a little tighter against Derek's balls, then relaxed his hand and massaged, and Derek could tell Spencer was getting close too, because his movements were starting to get clumsy.
"So're you," he told Spencer, but it was mostly for Aaron's benefit. "Gonna come all over the sheets."
Aaron moaned, his hips moving into a demanding rhythm. "Going to feel... every last... tremble going... through you," he panted, and Spencer was moaning loudly now under Aaron's harder thrusts.
It was more than Derek could take, and his body exploded in pleasure as he came in Spencer's mouth. It seemed to be all Spencer needed to push him over the edge, though, because a moment later Spencer was shuddering against him as he swallowed Morgan's release.
"God!" Aaron gasped, and Derek slumped back, watching him as he pulled Spencer back tighter against him and fucked him hard through his orgasm, making Spencer cry out and let Derek's softening cock slide from his lips. Barely a minute later Aaron was groaning and going still behind Spencer.
There was a curse word or two strung into the mostly unintelligible exclamations coming from Spencer, but they all melted into one long groan when Aaron finally came, and then he slumped down between Derek's legs. He fought for breath, his head pillowed against Derek's thigh, and Aaron pulled out and slid down at Derek's side.
For a long moment, none of them talked. Derek didn't think they could talk, but then Spencer finally mumbled, "I... put the good sheets on... and you made me mess them up."
Derek laughed and rested his hand on Spencer's head. "Oh, pretty boy...it was worth it," he panted. He shifted to get comfortable, then rested lightly against Aaron, wondering if Aaron was a cuddler or not.
Aaron was, apparently, because an arm looped itself lazily around Derek, and then warm lips pressed briefly against his skin. Derek smiled and closed his eyes, relaxing into this feeling of complete satiation.
Spencer seemed perfectly content where he was settled. Either that, or he couldn't bring himself to move, which was entirely possible. He lifted a clumsy hand to rest on Derek's thigh, and after a moment, Aaron covered it with his own hand.
"Aaron's a good fuck, too," Spencer murmured, and Derek laughed again.
"Yeah, yeah, maybe later," Derek replied. It was probably orgasm, but he was a little surprised to realize that idea didn't scare him. Aaron settled closer at them too, and kissed Derek's jaw, but Derek didn't open his eyes.
"Next time I want both of your tongues running over my cock at the same time," Spencer added, a grin in his voice. "Payback for not touching me this time."
"God," Aaron groaned, and tilted his chin to murmur in Derek's ear. "He's already talking about next time. I might be too old for this."
Derek chuckled. "Now you know the real reason I suggested this. I needed someone else to keep him satisfied. Yes, I admit it. Derek Morgan can't keep up with genius sex-machine there." His eyes were still closed, but he was grinning.
"When I said 'next time', you know I mean in about twenty minutes, right?" Spencer teased. He let out a lazy laugh, and climbed clumsily up to Derek's other side, snuggling close. God this felt good--safe, warm, perfect--wrapped up between Spencer and Aaron.
Derek slid a hand back to rest on Spencer's hip, acknowledging his closeness. His breathing was deepening, his relaxation letting him slide closer towards sleep. This had been a wonderful idea.
*****
Spencer became aware of the gentle rise and fall of Derek's chest slowly. His body was heavy with sleep, and a little achey. The reason for the ache filtered into his mind next, and a slow smile spread across his lips before he realized something was off. He lifted a fingertip. No one was on the other side of Derek to touch, and no one was curled up at his own back.
An entirely different ache squeezed Spencer's chest. "Derek," he whispered, almost afraid to open his eyes.
Derek grunted sleepily, then tightened his arms around Spencer. "Whuzzat?" he muttered.
"Mmm," Spencer hummed, and snuggled close to Derek, his hold almost too tight. "Morning," he whispered, trying to cover the disappointment in his voice. Derek would figure it out.
"Nuh," Derek said, then coughed. "Leggo." A moment later he tensed and said, "Shit." Spencer felt him shifting, then Derek sighed. "Okay, dammit, I know he enjoyed himself. What happened while I was asleep?"
Spencer sighed too, and loosened his hold, pressing the heel of his hand to his eyes. "I don't know. I don't remember him getting out of bed," he said, his voice small, and then he pulled Derek close again for comfort.
Derek wrapped his arms tightly around Spencer and brushed light kisses against his cheek and jaw. "Maybe he just needed some space," he murmured. "I suppose it's a lot to get used to." He stroked a hand along Spencer's skin and curled a leg around Spencer's. Spencer knew Derek was aware of how safe that usually made him feel and the comfort he took from it. This morning, it didn't quite ease the ache in Spencer's chest.
"He had almost two months to think about it." Spencer kissed Derek softly and held another sigh. "Maybe he went in to work." Aaron still could have said goodbye to them. God, this was weird. Nothing felt quite right about this.
"Maybe." Derek's hand worked its way up into Spencer's hair. "It's not like Aaron to run away from something. That's...well, that's more my style than his." He pressed his face against Spencer's neck, then sighed again. "I need coffee. I can't think."
Spencer nodded. "Me too," he whispered, and gave Derek a little squeeze. "Bring me some?"
Derek pulled away, giving him a look of mock hurt. "You know you don't need to ask, pretty boy," he said, and kissed Spencer softly. "I'll be back in a few." Spencer rolled over to watch him as he climbed out of bed and pulled on some boxers and a t-shirt.
After he left, Spencer drew a deep breath and stared up at the ceiling, playing over the night before in his head. Aaron couldn't have just changed his mind. There had to be another explanation. They would just have to wait to find out, as Spencer thought it would sound a little too needy too fast to call Aaron and ask what happened, even if that was exactly what Spencer wanted to do.
It seemed to be taking Derek longer than it should, but Spencer was starting to become aware of the smell of breakfast cooking, and he smiled to himself as he snuggled under the blankets. God, Derek was so good to him.
Not ten minutes later, Derek was in the hallway talking, and Spencer shifted to ask Derek to repeat himself when a second voice caused him to shoot straight up in bed, a smile blooming on his face.
"Morgan, all I'm saying is that breakfast in bed is not only impractical, but possibly unsanitary."
"And all I'm saying is that you are getting your ass in bed and we're feeding Spencer his pancakes," Derek replied, and then he was coming around the corner with Aaron, Derek balancing a tray of food in one hand.
"Look who I found in our kitchen, pretty boy," he said, grinning at Spencer. Spencer knew he was beaming idiotically at them, but he couldn't bring himself to care; after the horrible disappointment of waking up without Aaron, he couldn't fight it.
"I thought you'd left," he accused, and Aaron had the good grace to look embarrassed.
"I wouldn't have just gone without saying anything," he said. "I thought I could have breakfast ready before either of you woke up. Sorry. It would have been ready sooner if Derek hadn't distracted me."
Derek gave him a wounded look, but then grinned. "I was just describing how much you like whipped cream on your pancakes," he said innocently.
Somehow, Spencer felt his grin stretch wider. "I like it better on you."
"So does Aaron."
Aaron shook his head, but he was grinning when he climbed into bed next to Spencer and slid a hand over his stomach. He leaned in to kiss Spencer, his lips sweet, and suddenly breakfast was not at all what he was interested in anymore.
A few minutes later, when the kiss broke, Spencer realized that Derek had been calmly eating and watching them make out. Derek grinned when he saw Spencer looking. "I brought coffee, too."
Spencer gave Aaron a hungry look, torn. To his relief, Aaron laughed when Spencer reached for the coffee instead of going for another kiss.
He took a sip, watching them over the rim of his cup, then looked at Derek. "I thought I heard something about feeding me?" he asked, shivering as Aaron kissed over his shoulder. He suddenly felt very naked when he realized Aaron and Derek were both in boxers and undershirts. He wasn't sure why that thought was exciting, but it was.
Still grinning, Derek cut a piece of pancake, smeared it in syrup and whipped cream, and leaned close to hold his fork out for Spencer. Spencer hummed and took the bite, closing his lips over the fork and pulling off slowly, holding Derek's gaze. He licked his lips when he'd swallowed, and Derek cleared his throat and cut another bite hastily.
Aaron was watching them quietly, his hands still roaming Spencer's body lazily as Spencer took the next offered bite of pancake. He was still chewing, his eyes on Derek, when Aaron's hand found his half-hard cock. It wasn't just half-hard anymore after a few strokes of Aaron's hand, and Spencer moaned around the bite in his mouth, torn between Derek and Aaron's attentions.
"God, you're beautiful like this," Derek told him, offering another bite of pancake. He kept his gaze on Spencer's almost pornographic enjoyment of the food, but he spoke next to Aaron. "But maybe he'd be prettier with some of that whipped cream on him."
Aaron made a quiet noise of interest and brushed his lips against Spencer's jaw. "That's not a bad idea, Derek."
Derek offered one last bite, then set the plate aside and produced from the tray the can of whipped cream. He glanced at Spencer, looking for permission.
Spencer licked his lips, nodding slowly, then started to kick all the covers off of himself. They'd all just gone to sleep last night, so Spencer was more than ready to be 'paid back' for being made to come untouched. If Derek and Aaron also wanted to devour him like a dessert, that was even better. Spencer was grinning again by the time he settled down against the bed.
Derek placed a dollop of whipped cream on Spencer's lips, and then bent to kiss him hungrily.
Moaning faintly into the kiss, Spencer looped his free arm around Derek's neck. He felt Aaron gently taking the coffee cup from his other hand, and a moment later his index finger was being nibbled and then sucked. When Derek pulled away, he held Spencer's gaze and made lines of whipped cream along Spencer's collar bone, then shifted to lick them off.
Aaron took the can and drew a circle around one of Spencer's nipples as he continued sucking on Spencer's finger, then he closed his lips over the little nub, flicking his tongue to clean the sticky foam away and then sucking lightly.
He gasped, sliding a hand down over Derek's back, and another into Aaron's hair. "God, I could die of happiness," he breathed, and then felt his face heat when Aaron looked up at him, smiling.
"I'm glad this makes you happy," Aaron murmured, and moved up to kiss his mouth tenderly. Derek moaned quietly and moved further down to lick and suck at Spencer's belly button.
Spencer squirmed and shifted, trying not to thrash when Derek's tongue tickled, and then laughed softly when Derek moved lower. "I have the two most gorgeous FBI agents' mouths all over me," Spencer panted. "Of course it does." It helped that he loved them both, too.
Aaron smiled and kissed him again, and then slid down the bed a bit. Derek gripped the base of Spencer's prick, and Aaron lifted the can to swirl whipped cream over the head. Spencer couldn't breath, watching them both as the cool dessert topping slid over him, and then two tongues were licking their ways up either side of Spencer's shaft.
"Oh my God," Spencer moaned, fighting to keep his eyes from rolling back in pleasure so he could keep watching them.
Derek chuckled, and then the mouths stopped. Spencer whimpered, then heard a faint moan and looked down to see Aaron and Derek making out over his cock. Spencer tried to say something, but just managed a strangled noise that was torn between complaining and hungry. He saw the corner of Aaron's eye crinkle as Aaron smiled, and then Derek took Spencer's cock into his mouth as Aaron shifted enough to lick at Spencer's balls.
Oh, this threesome thing had been the best idea ever. Spencer was not going to last long, which was a shame considering how amazing this was.
"You two-- you-- oh, fuck," he babbled as Derek's tongue snaked over his skin. Aaron nipped at Spencer's inner thigh, and then closed his mouth around Spencer's sac, rolling his tongue against it.
Derek hummed, sounding simultaneously smug and turned on, which was something Derek was good at. The vibration sent shockwaves of desire through Spencer, who whimpered and arched. One of Derek's hands slid up his stomach to play with his nipples. Aaron moaned softly, and Spencer wondered, without opening his eyes to see, if Derek was touching him, too.
There was another, louder moan around Spencer's balls, and then Spencer was certain that Derek was touching Aaron. All Spencer could manage to do, though, was ball his hands into the sheets and moan at the wet heat that was sucking and licking and lapping at him until he could hardly breathe.
"I'm going to-- I'm--"
Derek hummed his acknowledgment and it sent Spencer over the edge. He cursed and came hard as Derek's lips and tongue milked every last drop of his release from him.
When Aaron and Derek pulled off him, the warmth was replaced with the cool bedroom air, and then Aaron and Derek were making hungry, muffled noises. Spencer barely managed to peel his eyes open to watch them kiss, their mouths hard and demanding.
Then Derek shifted and crawled down the bed. He'd worked Aaron's boxers down at some point, and he closed his lips around Aaron's cock. Aaron moaned and arched. A second later, as Derek was lying the opposite direction of Aaron, Aaron returned the favor, pulling down Derek's boxers and sucking Derek enthusiastically too.
Oh, God, Spencer thought, but couldn't think enough to speak. He just stared, panting, his mouth dry, as Derek's hands caressed Aaron's ass and fondled his balls while he sucked. And then Aaron...the sight of him with his lips around Derek's cock was almost too much. It was just incredible. He didn't look hesitant or doubtful about what he was doing. Just the opposite, he appeared to be enjoying it immensely. Then again, it was hard to tell how much was what Derek was doing to him.
Aaron was still lying between Spencer's legs, so Spencer reached down and rested his hand on Aaron's head, letting it ride there as Aaron bobbed his head over Derek. Aaron opened his eyes just enough to look up at Spencer, his expression wanton, and Spencer gave him a slow, sated smile. Aaron's hips jerked and he clamped his eyes shut again. He tensed, then came, pulling off of Derek's cock as he did, moaning and making tiny, seemingly uncontrollable thrusting movements into Derek's mouth that made Derek groan happily.
Derek pulled off of Aaron, panting hard, and gave Aaron a moment to recover, but then he whimpered, and Aaron seemed to understand. He took Derek between his lips again and sucked, and it wasn't long before Derek was gasping Aaron's name and coming. There was the tiniest hint of hesitation on Aaron's face as Derek came; it faded fast and melted into pleasure, but Spencer had to wonder if Aaron had ever done what he was doing before. That was a question for another time, though.
Then the only sound in the room was harsh breathing as three very sated men sprawled on Derek's bed. This was the best way to spend a morning, Spencer decided as he ran his fingers idly through Aaron's hair.
He gazed down at his and Morgan's new lover, tracing the sharp lines of his face and enjoying that Aaron looked so utterly relaxed. When Spencer looked further down the bed at Derek, Derek was smiling back at him.
"God, I am so lucky," Spencer whispered, and Derek's smile widened.
"We're all three lucky," he said, still breathing hard. "Something like this doesn't happen very often."
"It's certainly never happened to me," Aaron murmured dryly. He looked at each of them in turn, smiling. "You'll have to forgive me if I'm a little, ah, overwhelmed by all of this."
Spencer couldn't repress a little laugh. "Oh? You seemed perfectly in your element a few minutes ago," he said, and wiggled the leg Aaron was resting against, smiling. "I really do have the most gorgeous agents in my bed. Derek's bed." He laughed again and nudged Derek. "Our bed."
"Our bed," Derek agreed, starting to shift around to get closer. "And you're lucky I already had a king-size one, or there wouldn't be room for us all." He got to Aaron and kissed him slowly, then crawled up the bed to take the cooling cup of coffee and have a long gulp.
Spencer badly covered a laugh at the sudden and completely childish thought that Derek really needed the drink to wash down all the come he'd just swallowed, but covered by saying, "Looks like we're staying here more often from now on then."
Derek laughed. "You know, Aaron, you're lucky you're coming in to this late. Clooney's finally gotten used to having Spence around." He leaned over and kissed Spencer's cheek. "My neighbors didn't like me much when this relationship started."
Aaron wriggled a little closer and rested his head on Derek's thigh. "Let me guess, you locked Spencer in the back yard and he was out there crying all night."
"Hey," Spencer complained, and gave Aaron a gentle swat to the top of his head. A half second later, a thrill ran through him at that. He was allowed to playfully smack Aaron Hotchner. And Aaron was laughing about it.
Morgan was laughing, too. He reached down to run his fingers through Aaron's hair, then leaned over a little to rest against Spencer's shoulder. He opened his mouth, then shook his head and kissed Spencer's jaw, then leaned his head against Spencer's. Spencer smiled and slid his arm around Derek; he always loved it when Derek felt like cuddling. He cupped his other hand against Aaron's cheek.
Spencer sighed happily and kissed Derek's shoulder. "I move that we spend the entire day in bed," he murmured, closing his eyes.
"Mmm. Motion seconded," Derek agreed.
Aaron breathed a content sigh. "Yeah."
Spencer felt himself grin ridiculously. "Who are you and what did you do with SSA Hotchner?"
"I haven't had this much sex in this short a period of time in a very long time," Aaron murmured.
Morgan chuckled. "Which means SSA Hotchner's brain dead," he teased. "We've just got Aaron, probably for the rest of the day at least." He kissed Reid's neck, then said in a loud whisper, "You turn off the cell phones and I'll unplug the house phone from the wall."
Aaron lifted a finger off Derek's thigh. "I'm not that relaxed."
"Yeah, Derek," Spencer murmured, running a hand over Aaron's shoulder. "He's still breathing."
They all laughed.
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Date: 2009-06-01 12:28 am (UTC)Hot. Spencer topping was ...
*looks around*
Where did my words go?
My brain is fried, all I keep thinking is HOT! or possibly HOTCH!
Anyway. I'm calling this my birthday fic and you can't stop me. :-P
Oh, how I loved this. I just keep grinning. Did I mention, Reid topping? *G*
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Date: 2009-06-01 01:42 am (UTC)*memories*
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Date: 2009-06-01 02:22 am (UTC)I loved how you drew out Hotch's doubts. I knew it would take him a long time to get his mind wrapped around Reid and Morgan. (much less the rest of him)
Excellent job! (And Hotch is gingerbread)
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Date: 2009-06-02 12:06 am (UTC)I'm glad you liked this.
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Date: 2009-06-01 03:18 am (UTC)You do realize that now you've written Reid coming into the Morgan/Hotch relationship as well as Hotch coming into the Reid/Morgan relationship ... so, when is Morgan getting invited to share Reid and Hotch's bed? *cackles*
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Date: 2009-06-01 03:33 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2009-06-01 03:23 am (UTC)I asked for a fix and I got one.
*grins*
Awesome. Now I have naughty thoughts to think on while I'm trying not to freak out on Tuesday. ^_^
hmmmmm....naughty thoughts.
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Date: 2009-06-02 12:08 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2009-06-01 08:28 am (UTC)H-O-T.
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Date: 2009-06-02 12:09 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2009-06-01 06:59 pm (UTC)Laura.
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Date: 2009-06-02 12:09 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2009-06-01 07:28 pm (UTC)and: "Oh, I am sleeping on the couch if you're going to be this stupid,"
Two of my favourite lines of dialogue EVER in fanfic! What an amazing scene, the best in the fic, IMO. Another utterly brillant piece of slash from you two.
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Date: 2009-06-02 12:09 am (UTC):D I'm glad you liked.
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Date: 2009-06-02 09:25 pm (UTC)wonderfully written as always, and the attention to detail like Hotch waiting over a month(because, he's *Hotch*), and teh sex, and the slow buid up, and the TEH SEX, and, and, and, and.... *circuit overload*
so; you've done the Hotch and Morgan lust/loving Reid scenario, the Morgan/Reid ambushing Hotch scenario... can we expect a Hotch/Reid reeling in Morgan on the OT3 fic list next? (say yes! sayyessayyessayyessayyessayYES!) ^_^
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Date: 2009-06-03 09:42 pm (UTC)As for Hotch/Reid + Morgan...I'm not promising, but I would never rule it out. :D
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Date: 2009-06-03 02:39 pm (UTC)I don't know how but you are able to write these 3 together in a way that is both 'adventurous/hot' and 'domestic/comfortable' at the same time! truly impressive! I don't know if it made sense said like that but I am still trying to salvage major parts of my brain from the huge short-circuit created by your story, so.... ;D
thank you so much for sharing
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Date: 2009-06-03 09:41 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2009-06-04 03:47 pm (UTC)I'll be in my bunk now. Great job! I'd write what my favorite part was but it's all my favorite part!
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Date: 2009-06-04 09:39 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2009-06-08 02:15 pm (UTC)Thank goodness for king-sized beds and whipped cream is all I can say....and now I have a sudden craving for pancakes :)
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Date: 2009-07-08 05:44 am (UTC)I don't think there's enough Hotch/Morgan out there (or I just can't seem to find much). You wouldn't happen to have some recommendations, would you?
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Date: 2009-10-05 10:04 pm (UTC)Veeeeery lovely. And they go so well together... Mmmmmh...
*is lost in threeway ice-cream dreams*
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