𝘿𝘼𝙔 𝙏𝙃𝙍𝙀𝙀: Threesome w/ Spencer Reid [ft. Elle Greenaway]
a/n: OKAYYY this is my first time writing for elle so please have mercy on me!! this fic is unbelievably dirty and i disappeared into my hole a time or two before finishing it, so enjoy!
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She’s watching, she’s always watching.
Spencer’s eating you out with abandon with his eyes squeezed shut, though his naked lower half is grinding desperately against the hotel bed sheets below him.
You can’t find it within yourself to warn him, to tell him that Elle hadn’t given him permission to get himself off just yet.
You were only supposed to be exchanging ideas about the case together in her hotel room, but this… this is just something that the three of you do sometimes, but never, ever during a case.
You can tell that she was frustrated as she looked between you and the boy genius that screamed the need for control, because she didn’t like being clueless, didn’t like not being able to step in when she wanted. So, why not control the two people who are more than willing to have sex with each other?
One of Spencer’s long, veiny hands were intertwined with yours, the other two fingers deep and scraping against your g-spot.
“Mmf – gah!” You cried out, back arching.
“Spencer.” Elle says in warning, her eyes locked on where his hips are gyrating on the bed.
Spencer’s mouth disconnects from you, and he rests his cheek on the inside of your full thigh, huffing and desperately trying to take in air. His fingers don’t stop moving, but he squeezes his eyes closed in an attempt to stop him.
“‘M sorry, ‘m sorry. ‘M just so hard…” His words trail off into a whine and you take pity on him, threading your fingers through his hair in support.
Elle watches for a moment before it looks like she makes a decision.
“Get up. She’s gonna ride you.”
Your body heats up at the fact that she’s talking about you like you aren’t there, but Spencer is quick to slip out of your hold, the man being sweet enough to grip you by your hands to help rearrange both of your bodies until you’re sat on top of him.
You grip his cock, eager to sit down on him before Elle goes, “Stop.”
You freeze and throw a desperate eye over your shoulder.
She’s stripping herself out of her t-shirt and jeans, leaving behind her matching black lace set. If you didn’t know her any better, you would think that she planned this. That’s the thing about your dom, she was always such a wild card.
“I’m gonna guide you and set the pace, and if you go any faster than I told you two, you both aren’t cumming at all.”
Your eyes quickly find Spencer’s and the look that you send him is pleading, because you know how needy he gets when he’s wired up, and the both of you have been edged for the past hour; you were to be eaten out without orgasming, and that went the same for him.
“Yes, Mistress.” Was Spence’s breathless reply, and you sent him a small, thankful smile.
She clambers onto the bed, a beautifully manicured hand landing on your hand, the other gripping Spencer’s dick cruelly.
A loud whimper resonates around the room, and you trail your hands down his soft yet lean chest, a soothing gesture. She slowly lowers your body down onto him, his hardness breaching your entrance.
You can feel every pulsing vein and ridge as he finally bottoms out, a long moan forces its way from your throat. Elle trails her lips up the side of your neck, and her other hand holds your free hip now, both of them settled on you.
“How does it feel?” She murmurs into the shell of your ear, and you shiver. “Good…” You mewl, back arching, “So good.”
“You hear that, Spence? She thinks you feel good. What do you say?”
“Th…” He gulps. “Thank you.”
She hums. “Good boy.”
Elle lifts your hips up once more and you follow her, the drag slow and merciful and you cry out on when you’re dropped back down, the tip of Spencer’s cock jabbing at your g-spot.
Spencer’s strained moan resounds from below you, his teeth clenched and hands gripping at the fat of your waist, right above hers.
“Move your hips to meet me.” She commands, and he follows.
The pace is wonky at first before a steady rhythm is established. She’s basically making you ride him, and all you could do is take it, head falling forward.
“Mistress, can I kiss him please?” You whine, eyes locked and his.
“Mm.” She hums, teasing for a moment. “Sure.” When she says so, she pushes you down by your shoulder, so you and Spencer are chest-to-chest.
You lock lips, but she sets harder thrusts that steal your breath away, practically punching sounds out of the both of you as you whimper into each other's mouths.
“Are any of you close?” She questions.
You feel Spencer nod, dislodging your kissing. “Yes, yes! ‘M close.”
She calls your name, and you crane your neck the best as you can to look at her. “Are you close?”
“Yeah.” The words are small and meek but they’re there, and you’re falling so quickly into subspace that all you can do is trust her to get you where you need to be. “Rub her clit, Spence, and when she cums, then you can.”
He’s quick to move, reaching between your squished bodies to rub at your lower half, the woman never stopping the movement between the two of you.
With every jab at your g-spot mixed with his bony fingers rubbing at you, you feel that familiar tightening of your gut before you call out, “Cumming!” As your warning.
You rest your head on Spencer’s shoulder as Elle assists the genius with reaching his end with your pussy. You hear a loud, pornographic moan resound throughout the room combined with the sound of wet slapping, before your insides feel warm with his release.
You all stop and pause, both of your chests rising and falling with exertion.
“You guys did so well.” Elle praises, dragging her hand down your spine. “Are you okay?” She asks. “Mhm.” The two of you hum.
“What about you?” Spencer rumbles from below you. “I’m fine.” She waves away his question.
“This was enough.”
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