PLEEEAAAASE mama let me get more langdon x Mel x reader IM BEGGING
✉️ wow I love being bisexual & having the urge to slut myself out to the pitt characters <3 (btw, I'm not hopping off my lesbian Mel agenda don't fret)
demure! threesome/poly activities but nothing's established, vv ambiguous w the relationship but I do picture lesbian Mel & divorced Langdon, oral (m!receiving, f!receiving), face fucking, mentions of gag reflexes, fingering (f!receiving), p in v unprotected sex, creampies, so much public sex, exhibitionism, clit play, free use, Langdon is kind of mean?, questionable consent, finger sucking, implications that reader is younger, Langdon calls reader 'kid', they're both obsessed <3, nurse reader, not proofread wc 1.5k 18+ MEN & MDNI
okay… walk with me…
Thinking about being Langdon’s go-to nurse. He says he doesn’t pick favorites. That anything like that would: “affect patient care too much,” (as if he’s not just trying to earn scraps of Robby’s approval by leaning into the whole team player thing), but he definitely does pick and choose when it comes to you. Partly because you’re smart. Partly because you’re pretty. Part of him likes that you’re young, one that he doesn’t like to lean into. Mostly, he just claims that you’re always there. Right place and time. As if he’s not waving a hand to you across the central nurse’s station when a new trauma rolls in or deliberately watching to see which bays you enter and exit to take vitals. No, it's the right place and time.
Right place and time when things get to be too much. Too many people looking for him, and too much being demanded, and he has too much energy, and he knows altogether he could crash and snap any second. He just needs to get his mind off things, and you just happen to be in the break room, having found a spare moment to eat half of a breakfast bar. You offer him one, blueberry and lemon, and he can’t even remember if he says anything in response as he rounds just a bit behind the chair you’re sitting in. Langdon will forever remember how soft your skin felt against his palm as he gripped your jaw, tilted your head back to press against his stomach and forced two fingers from his other hand down your throat.
Wanting to see if you would let him do whatever he pleased. Testing how rough he could be. See if you would gag.
And you let him do a lot.
Because that interaction ends with you under the break room table, knees sore against the tile as he sits in the chair you were just in and fucks your mouth. Good stress relief, the way you drool around him and blink up at him with teary eyes. Langdon struggles to stay quiet, his own eyes squeezing shut every now and then as he tilts his head back when you manage to suck his cock softly. Every time he pushes your head down until you frantically tap at his thigh to signal it’s too much. He lets it pass this first time, cause, well, it’s the first time this is happening, but it’s something you’ll have to work on later. Cause your throat feels so warm, and you're just letting yourself be used so abruptly that Langdon's convinced that you must’ve been thinking about this. That you must've always wanted this. The idea has him panting against his free hand as he cums, fisting your hair to keep you where he wants as he rides out his high.
He’s sweet after–helping you up and fixing your hair for you. Feeding you that second breakfast bar and getting some water down your sore throat with soft praises being murmured. “Knew you’d do anything to be my favorite, yeah? Don’t have to do much, kid, ‘Ve always liked you.” He leaves you at the table with a drag of his thumb against the seam of your mouth, returning to work and spiraling through the ER as if nothing had happened.
The next time it happens, he’s fucking you in an empty trauma bay room. Neither of you gets to finish cause Langdon sees McKay walk by. He makes up for it by fingering you under the counter when you sit next to him while charting a few days later. The first time he cums inside of you, it’s in one of the on-call rooms after a particularly hard shift. He’d said he needed to get off before having to go home. Needed to see your face and remember what it sounded like when you’re trying to be quiet when he makes you feel good. You take the bus back to your apartment with his release leaking out of you, a dirty secret that turns you on beyond belief as it soaks into your panties.
It becomes a thing for the both of you. Langdon searches you out when things get too much. You like it, gives you something to be distracted over in part-time hell that is the Pitt, and he likes you.
Enter: Mel King.
She and Langdon hit it off right away. He listens to her, supports her, and recognizes her little tells that not many others would pick up on. She trusts him quite easily. Thinks he’s funny and easy to talk to, but what she notices more is that you’re close to him. And she doesn’t exactly hit it off with you, but it’s not your fault. It’s hers. Because, wow, she’s never met someone like you in her life, and it drives her crazy that you’re so doting over her–making sure she’s adjusting well and having someone to talk to and having a life outside of the hospital (she doesn’t, unless you count downloading Instagram for the first time to stalk your account). It makes her trip over her words and get all red and awkward, but you never act like it. You just smile at her, giggle in a way that even she can tell is not poking fun, but has a certain kind of fondness to it.
So, she has a crush on the pretty, young nurse. Big deal.
But she’s friends with Langdon, and she notices how close you and Langdon are.
And what kind of a friend and mentor would Langdon be if he didn’t let his new favorite resident in on the secret that was his favorite form of stress relief in those pesky, overwhelming moments?
The first time, he just lets her watch when he asks you to get medication for him. He gestures for Mel to come along too, and when he positions her to stand between you and the doorway, her mouth almost drops at how easily you let him tuck his hands into your scrub bottoms to play with your clit while you fumble with your badge. Mel’s all wide-eyed, line of vision never leaving your face as you let out a tiny gasp that she’ll be thinking about in her shower later that night. How big Langdon’s hand looks over your mouth as he keeps you quiet while you cum against the pads of his fingers. How you taste when Langdon pushes those two fingers into her mouth briefly.
“Use her if y’want, she’s not very good at staying quiet, though.”
After that, it doesn’t take Mel much longer to take after Langdon. She’s surprisingly more strict than him. He loves the thrill, but he’s honestly sweet. Rough in the moment and condescending, but you can tell he cares. Mel gets desperate, and there are times you can tell she’s taking a moment to get her head between your thighs cause she’s overstimulated, but you notice that it’s almost always more focused on you rather than her. Langdon likes you, but you think Mel might be in love with you. You, or your pussy.
Cause she’s taking advantage of you multiple times a week.
Grinding against your thigh and slotting one of hers between yours in the stall of the women’s bathroom. Kissing at the corner of your jaw any moment the two of you are alone. Dragging the curtain of a trauma bay shut to get you off with her fingers. Mumbling a little: “One taste– Always makes me feel better, please–” even as her fingers are already undoing your scrub bottoms. She’s insatiable. You can hardly walk past her without her trailing after you like a puppy dog. Like she picks up one whiff of your perfume and suddenly forgets whatever task she was doing. And she expects you to drop whatever it is you’re doing for her, too. Cause you do it for Langdon, so you should do it for her too.
It’s most fun when they’re together, though.
When Langdon fucks you, keeping one hand on your arm to guide you gently, doing quite a bit of work to keep you steady as he passes you off to Mel in the hallway so she can eat you out where you’re still dripping with his cum. Bounding up to them when they’re huddled around a counter to listen in on whatever they’re talking about, but it’s just them trying to figure out when they’re both gonna be free to fuck you that day <3 Hiding in a supply closet to jerk him off while Mel fingers you from behind <3 Making her kiss him just to see Langdon get excited from tasting you on her tongue <3 Sending them an explicit photo to see who gets to you first <3 Just a girl having fun <3
You don’t know how they manage to get any work done, but it’s not your concern. Probably should start seeing them outside of the PTMC, cause they’re friends, but they obviously trip over themselves to please you, and it’s just so addictive… Yum.
I need everyone to get more serious about polyamory ships. Like Brendon x reader x emma, rabbot x reader , mohabbot x reader, kingdon x reader, and dennis x reader x robby. Something about these fics transcends the game and it makes everything so magical. Although I do love a good x reader fic in general.
The concept of you and Mel being in a relationship and Langdon accidentally joining, hear me out.
When you and Mel first meet him, you both have a slight crush on him but know it won’t go anywhere. But because you two are really into communication you tell each other about your crushes.
When Langdon comes back divorced the friendship between the three of you grows and you spent time together off shift.
He starts tagging along on dates, in his defence he doesn’t realise they are dates, he just hears you talking about a restaurant he wants to try or a movie he’s desperate to see. So he just starts coming with. You two don’t say anything because you like spending time with him.
The first time you cuddle with him it’s when Mel is feeling overwhelmed and just wants to curl up on the sofa with her waited blanket but you want cuddles, so when Langdon comes over for ‘movie night’ to watch a documentary. After speaking to Mel you ask him if he can cuddle you. Our boy never turns down cuddles and after a while when Mel feels better she joins the cuddle pile.
Cuddles become normal after that. Bad shift? Cuddles. Tired? Cuddles. Good shift? Cuddles.
You and Mel are kissing but he’s had a bad shift? He just wraps him arms around one of you and rests him head against on your shoulder making you and Mel giggle and it becomes a group hug.
Forehead kisses follow soon after. Cuddling? Forehead kiss. Done a good job? Forehead kiss. Existing? Forehead kiss.
The first time he spends the night Mel doesn’t let him sleep on the sofa as it will hurt his back so he joins you both in bed. Mel can only sleep on her side of the bed and you wake up in the night, so you all decide Langdon will sleep in the middle.
When you all wake having slept the best you have in ages it’s not surprising he ends up spending the night more often. You try different sleeping positions and all like when you’re in the middle as you don’t wake up as often with the both of them. So you and Langdon take turns as to who sleeps in the middle.
After a few months of this you and Mel have a more in depth conversation about Langdon, having spoken about liking him being around but not about his place in your relationship.
He walks in when you both say you both really like him and want him to be an official part of the relationship but don’t want to ruin the friendship.
When you both start rambling and trying to explain he just gives you both a quick kiss before sitting on the sofa and asking what you’re watching.
screaming crying throwing up i need more langdon x reader x mel
paris is great this time of year or wtvr
ask and you shall receive (late - sorry oop)
cw - dom/sub dynamics (dom!reader), one instance of slut shaming (frank's the slut being shamed)
"Ignore him," you tell Mel, kissing her shoulder, "He's fine."
"But-"
"He knows what to say if he wants out."
Frank whines. You look over at him, legs spread and bound to the chair as you put your phone down, leaving his vibrating plug at the lowest speed. It's a strong one, intense enough that he can't ignore it but not nearly enough for him to cum. You raise your finger to your lips, reminding him to be quiet.
You take your seat at the edge of the bed, beckoning Mel closer with one finger. She's standing in front of you, matching set of plain black cotton bra and panties. She takes a step forward.
"Ah, ah," you stop her pointing downwards, "that's not how we walk is it?"
"Sorry," she mutters, getting down on her hands and knees. That cute little flush that is ever-present on her body during your sessions is back.
"It's okay, Melly, I know you're still learning," you open your legs, letting her occupy the space between, "Which is why I'm going to go easy on you for breaking my rules. Now, tell me what you did one more time."
"I-I played with Frank when you weren't home," you tip her had up, making her look at you, "But I didn't know we weren't supposed to."
"Oh, I know," you coo as you swipe your thumb across her lip, pulling it open so she can slip it into her mouth, "Frankie was supposed to tell you that, but he didn't because he wanted to get in trouble, right?"
She nods, moaning around your finger.
"But you know better now. Right, Melly?"
You'd left to drop the kids off to their grandparents house before Mel came over and when you'd returned you'd found her throat full of your husband's cock. Luckily you'd gotten there in time to pull her off before he'd spilled down her throat.
"Yes, ma'am," she nods, a little mumbled by the thumb in her mouth.
"So make it up to me, sweets."
Mel has only been included in a handful of these sessions, but you've quickly learned that she's a voracious eater.
You're wearing one of Franks shirts that oversized on him, meaning that Mel's head disappears under it when you fall back against the mattress, blocking from his view. You can hear him pull against his restraints.
You sigh, running your hands through Mel's hair gently. She doesn't like when you tug too hard- not like Frank who goes limp like a misbehaved puppy - but she likes a firm hand to guide her.
You look over at your husband, "She's getting so good at this, mm, can see why you tricked her."
"I didn't-"
"You want to extend your punishment?" you ask, scratching your nails against Mel's scalp who preens under your touch.
He shakes his head and you turn back to the girl between your legs. Mel is precise with her movements, each motion with a definitive reason. You moan out when she sucks on your clit, pulling her back when her fingers start to prod at your entrance.
Her face is glistening, eyes glazed over behind her foggy glasses that now sit crooked on her face.
"Doin' so good with your mouth, baby, think you can get me off without your hands?"
She nods, "Yes ma'am."
"Glasses bothering you sweetheart? I can put them on the bedside table for you."
She shakes her head. You chuckle before guiding her back to your pussy. You hold her head in place, lifting your hips to smother her face with your cunt.
You get lost in the feeling, letting the pressure build and build until Mel's tongue flicks against you, tumbling over. She keeps lapping at your folds, working you through your orgasm - something she must have picked up last time she saw Frank do it for you.
"Good fucking girl, Melly, so good," you hum, flexing your fingers in her hair.
"Please, baby, I'm sorry," Frank sobs, head hanging between his shoulders. When you look back him again his cock is red, leaking at the tip.
You chuckle, pulling Mel's head back from your body and sitting up as you do so. You bend down to kiss her, tasting yourself on her lips.
"Think he means it?"
She nods.
"Wanna go untie him?"
"Can I?"
"Go. I'm going to grab my strap, there's no touching each other while I'm gone am I clear?"
"Yes ma'am," Mel nods.
"Frank?"
"Yes ma'am," his tone is far less enthusiastic.
Once you've attached your harness in the closet, you're pleasantly surprised to see that Frank is in fact keeping his hands to himself, folded on his lap. You smile to yourself, Mel is a good influence on him
"On your back on the bed, Frankie," you tip your head towards the bed and Frank bounds up, cock bobbing as he does, "Melly on your knees on top of him but don't sit down yet. Get naked."
You watch as your two partners obey, eagerly. As Mel settles over Frank, cunt practically dripping on top of his face you reach out, running your finger along his slit, chuckling as he jolts.
"Easy baby," you keep your touch light, sliding it down the underside of his shaft, his balls, to the sensitive skin underneath.
He lifts his legs, giving you access to his hole. You slap his knee with your hand, "Legs down, whore, I'm not done with you yet."
"You know, Frankie, I thought today I'd teach Mel how to fuck you," Mel gasps at that, looking back at you, "but because you two were misbehaving when I came home I thought maybe we need to relearn our manners.
You climb on top of him, putting your hand between Mel's shoulder blades until she falls forwards so she's on her hands and knees over Frank.
"Frank!" Mel calls out, frustrated.
Your husband has his eyes shut. You reach down, tapping him sharply against the check.
"Nuh uh, handsome. You're gonna watch me fuck Mel and tell her how sorry you are."
threesome. frank x reader in a relationship. cunningulus (melxreader, giving and receiving). piv with no protection (frank x mel). almost 1.4k words. porn with some plot.
"Heard you have a crush." His blue eyes immediately shoot up from his mug, horror clear in his expression before he could identify the tease in your voice.
"New R2, she's just very kind, not a crush." His attention floats back to his mug, the coffee suddenly more interesting than facing your smug face.
"Sure seems like a crush, you've made her tag along with you the whole day." It would seem like jealousy if your tone didn't show how obviously you were enjoying this.
"I happen to have a girlfriend. An annoying one at that."
"Hey! I'm not annoying, and she's cute. I will allow the crush."
"It's not a crush, give me a kiss and get your fine ass back to work." You oblige, giving him a soft but quick peck on the lips before leaving the break room.
It was definetely a crush, a more insecure woman might feel bad, a better woman might not tease their boyfriend about it. You were neither. You enjoyed seeing him squirm and Mel happened to be a sight for sore eyes.
It starts small, you offer her tea because she doesn't strike you as a coffee person (or an energy drink person like Frank is), she thanks you with so much genuineness and spark in her eyes you begin to understand what your boyfriend meant about her being kind.
You compliment her hair and her eyes, she's shy about it. Frank almost chokes on his Red Bull when he notices you rearranging some pieces of hair that fell on her face back in place.
Inviting her over to what was supposed to be dates with Frank begin to be the norm, movie theater, dinner out, pizza at Frank's place. She fits in nicely, Frank is soft with her and you notice it easily because usually he's only truly soft with you.
It unfolds after one of the most quiet shifts you've ever had, but it was Friday and Becca was at Adam's, Friday is King Sisters time and it has always been, so Mel is upset. Frank invites her over for some nachos and whatever movie she wants (not Elf!), you love when he takes the reigns.
Game of Thrones is her pick, not a movie but neither of you mind, sweet upset Mel can have whatever she desires. She sits in between you and Frank, it's a dance you're all used to as friends, but maybe is the fact you've been spending so much time together, or the fact you and Frank haven't had sex in two weeks (too busy, too tired or with Mel) but the room is charged, both you and Frank in sync with hands on Mel's thighs, she doesn't seem to mind, just a tinge of pink flushing her cheeks.
Frank is the first to notice Mel as discretly as possible squirm, her thighs already touching, when sex is presented on the screen. His hand travels up and she sighs in surprise, looking at you quickly as if she's doing something wrong, you smile at her, giving her other thigh a squeeze. Your boyfriend uses his other hand to turn her face to him, caressing her cheek and leaning in, lips slightly grazing before the kiss.
Mel kisses back, her hand scrunching up Frank's shirt and your hand travels her skin under her shirt, kissing her neck. Their kiss ends when they need to breathe and you wait but one second to attack her lips with yours, anxious to taste her.
"Has the softest lips, doesn't she, babe?" Frank leans over to reach you, hand massaging your breast, lips on Mel's ear, neck, cheek, until he finds himself joining the kiss and it is messy, lips, tongues, you're not sure where each begins and ends and there's saliva connecting the three of you when you stop.
You get up from the sofa, hand extending to Mel and she takes it, looking over to Frank who is following right behind. You guide her to your bedroom, your bed. "Lay down for us, honey." You tell her, she obliges quickly, she's blinking at a rate that isn't normal at all and it's adorable.
Frank takes his shirt off and sits at the edge of the bed, his hand grazes her body softly and his eyes switch between you and her, her and you. You take your clothes off, leaving only your underwear behind, Frank bites the inside of his bottom lip, doesn't matter how many times he's seen you undress, it still gets him rock hard, as if he wasn't already.
"Have you done this before, Mel?" You ask, making work of her pants, slowly and with her help.
"Uh... O-Once, back in college."
"With a woman?"
"I-I have-I have read about it." You nod, mischief in your lips as you spread her legs for you.
"Francis here eats pussy like a God, but I'm still better." Frank pretends to be offended, ouch, you roll your eyes and turn your focus back to her cotton white panties, a wet spot already noticeable on her core. You lick the spot and she squirms, a soft moan leaving her lips. Adorable.
Frank lays down by Mel's side, peppering kisses over the parts of her body exposed, his hands inside her sports bra rubbing her nipples as you take her panties off.
Your tongue on her clit and she's reactive, sensitive, it makes you even wetter.
"Now Mel, tell us what you've been reading about." Frank asks, lips close to her ear but you still listen. Mel squirms, embarrassed. "Don't be shy, we want to know."
"Jus-Just some silly... Oh!" She tries to answer, but your tongue licking and sucking her clit makes her hard to breathe. "Smut books."
Your boyfriend nods, switching positions so he can help her out of her shirt and bra, cursing under his breath when he's finally able to see her breasts.
"God, I've had some filthy dreams about these, but it doesn't compare." You laugh at his admiration, muffled by her pussy on your face and Mel moans at the new sensation combined with Frank's confession. He dives in, lips to her nipple, hand on your head just to be able to feel you there with him.
You can feel Mel getting closer and closer, her legs moving and her moans getting more erratic, you start fucking her with your tongue, thumb to her clit keeping the pace. She says your name when she cums.
Frank makes quick work of his pants and boxers, cock free for you both to admire, and you do. He's gorgeous, trimmed but still hairy, long, red and leaking. Mel touches him and you both moan, him at the feeling of her cold hands finally on his cock, you at the image alone. You take off your underwear, fingers to your clit.
You watch as your boyfriend positions himself at her entrance, he's careful not to thrust in all at once, inch by inch so Mel can adjust to him. It drives you insane.
Your finger is still rubbing your clit, Frank's groans and Mel's soft moans making you clench around nothing, she looks at you and licks her lips. "Can-Can I help?" Your eyes roll back, you curse loudly and nod.
Frank turns her so she can eat you out as he's fucking her, his hand on her back holding her still on your pussy.
Mel starts slow, kitten licks all over, observing what you like the best she can with Frank hammering into her, you three find a rhythm like that, moaning together.
"Fuck me with your fingers, Mel." You guide her, and she follows Frank's rhythm.
When he's about to cum he takes his cock out, no warning cumming on her back, she squeals in shock and it makes you laugh. Mel keeps the rhythm until you start pulsing around her two fingers, adding a third makes you cum.
"That was... Woah." Frank is the first to speak.
"Y-Yeah." Mel, poor thing, looks exhausted. You peck her on the lips.
The self indulgence at the thought of obgyn!fem!reader meeting Mel and Langdon during an emergency deliver in the ED.
A mom comes in to the ER and needs a emergency delivery similar to the surrogate in episode 11 and the reader is called down from L&D to assist with the birth. That’s where reader mets Langdon and Mel who are assisting in the delivery. Similar to episode 11, Mel assists in delivering the baby while Langdon tends to the mother with nurses Jesse and Princess.
After, reader is talking to Mel talking to her about how well Mel did in assisting and reader ends up asking Mel for her number, Mel gives reader number thinking she is making more friends as that is what Mel seems to desire in the show as well as fitting in. All while Frank is watching the scene unfold and can’t tell if he’s jealous of reader or Mel and figures out he likes both Mel and reader….
All this leading up to Mel, Frank, and Reader spending more time together and coming to terms with them all liking each other leading to a power throuple…
