𝔻𝔸𝕐 𝕋ℍℝ𝔼𝔼 | 𝐃𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐤 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐧, 𝐄𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐬
Threesome, Mommy / Daddy kink, Soft!Dom Derek, Hard!Dom Emily, Sub! Female reader, exhibitionism, alleyway, teasing, colour system, alcohol, pre-existing relationship (Derek x Reader), porn with plot, spitting, taming/teaching if you squint, cock slapping, self-degration kink, hint of overstimulation, facials, squirting, breeding.
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ℂ𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕝 ℂ𝕙𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕞𝕒𝕤 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕗𝕚𝕔 𝕒𝕥 𝕒 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖. 𝟙𝟠+ 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪. 𝕄𝕚𝕟𝕠𝕣𝕤 𝕕𝕠 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕥. 𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕓𝕖 𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕗 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕗𝕚𝕔’𝕤, 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕡𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕚𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤. 𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕕 𝕝𝕖𝕟𝕘𝕥𝕙 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕧𝕒𝕣𝕪 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝟙𝕂-𝟛𝟘𝕂.
Your head was spinning slightly from the few cocktails you’d drank, your relationship with Derek wasn’t fairly new, being together for just short of a year. But it’d taken some convincing to let him meet his co-workers, he loved them, he loved you, but knowing them put you at a higher risk - he’d told you all about what happened to Hotch’s ex-wife.
So, when he finally agreed to let you meet them you were more than excited, dinner and a few drinks at a local bar was perfect. What you weren’t expecting however was them to be so attractive. Was it a requirement to be hot to join the FBI? had been your first thought upon meeting them.
At first you was discreet - at least you thought - but when the cocktails got stronger and a slight blur came to your vision you could no longer hide your lustful eyes on the brunette across from you and from the smirk on her lips, Emily seemed to notice your gaze on her chest too.
You cleared your throat, “More drinks?”, you gestured for Derek to follow, his hand instantly going to your lower back, sliding down to squeeze your ass teasingly, a kiss to your temple.
Maybe you’d drank more then you thought, or the alcohol just loosened your tongue, “Have you ever had a threesome?”
Derek turned to face you a little better, an amused smile on his lips, “I have. Have you?” He asked curiously, no doubt breaking your ‘no profiling’ rule, but you didn’t mind.
“No. Ts’on my bucket list though, think it’d be fun” You mumbled into your cocktail draining the last of the drink before placing the empty glass on the bar.
“Yeah?” He hummed, “That why you’ve been checking out Prentiss all night, honey?”
Your cheeks stained red immediately, stuttering over words as you pushed him gently, “Shut up” You muttered, embarrassment coating your words.
“Look at me, honey” You ignore his direction, “Look at me, now, honey” Your eyes drift up to meet his, a pout on your lips, “Good girl. Don’t get embarrassed around me, alright? I’m yours, your mine, I’m the person you tell everything too, no judgment, right?”
Derek’s hands moved to cup your still blushing cheeks, one peck to your forehead before his lips captured yours in a gentle, assuring kiss, “M’in love with you, honey, you want to explore our sex life I’m more then happy to show you” He mumbled against your lips, another sweet peck.
“I love you, Derek. It’s too warm in here” You gestured around to the steamy bar, “M’gonna go outside for some fresh air, be two minutes?” You offered.
“Stay close, alright? I’ll come check on you if you aren’t back in a few minutes” He pressed another loving kiss to your forehead, “Good girl”
You smile at his praise, at his loving and caring nature. You move through the sea of bodies, past drunken teens and drugged up adults, finally inhaling as you exit. You was never an idiot, or maybe it was that Derek’s job made you weary about the risks of being alone yet surrounded by strangers.
You’d grown up in Washington, knew these bars like the back of your hand, more importantly the best place to grab a bit of fresh air. You walked down the alleyway with ease, eyes closing as you leaned your back against the cold cobblestone wall.
You get a few moments of silence, “Derek said you’d be here”
Your eyes flash open to meet Emily’s, your chest already turning red to match your cheeks, “Was my hiding spot at college” You reply softly, licking your lips instinctively, “The best smoking spot”
Emily chuckled at that, stepping closer until they was barely any distance between you two, “Could’ve guessed you was a rebel in another life, the good girls always were” She smiled slightly, you watched her movement closely, one hand moving to brush long hair from your chest, now over your shoulder, your breath hitched.
“That neckline…” Emily continued, her fingertips gently grazing your collarbone, “Does absolute wonders for your body, baby, don’t hide it from me”
You hated how the butterflies in your stomach fluttered, how your breath became shaky, how your body reacted like fireworks to her simple touch, “Emily-”
“Nobody’s asked you to speak. Colour?”
“I-w-” It was then you caught sight of your boyfriend, leaning against the other wall with a smirk on his lips. Your mouth closed from the shock, realization hitting as you looked between the two co-workers.
“You were asked a question, honey. You don’t usually leave me waiting…”
“Green” You whispered, clearing your throat, “Green” You spoke a little more confidently, although it still sounded like a desperate plea. Your vision immediately fell to Emily’s lips, then to the low neckline that exposed her.
“Good girl” Emily murmured, her fingertips still trailing on your collarbone, you let out the softest moan when her hand fell down to cup one of your breasts, her grip was gentle, barely there, “So pretty, princess” She praised, leaning forward and pressing her lips to yours.
Her beer coated lips was a shock compared to your espresso flavored, she dominated the kiss with ease, one hand gripping your hip as her other moved to your throat, gripping it. You moaned against her lips as her tongue teased yours, your hand moved to cup the back of her head, leaning into the kiss in desperation - your stomach filling with heat, knowing Derek was watching every second of it.
You let out an involuntary whine when Emily’s lips left yours, as she moved to attack your jawline and neck in kisses instead, “Look at you, honey…” Derek called out, taking steps closer to the two of you, “Letting Prentiss do whatever she wants to you in a dirty alleyway, desperate has never looked so pretty”
Emily sucked on the exposed skin between your neck and shoulder, no doubt leaving a harsh red mark, “Just think how desperate she’s gonna look in bed, Morgan” The brunette smirked, pulling back to admire the sloppy mess she’d made on your neck and chest.
“You wanted to tick it of your bucket list, honey. Colour?”
“Green!” It spewed from your mouth faster then you’d like, cheeks staining red in embarrassment.
Emily chuckled dryly, “Well, bunny certainly knows what she wants”
Your eagerness seemed to make Derek prouder - or maybe he was just relieved that you was still into this as much as you had been thirty minutes ago. His hand reached out for yours, pulling you closer to him and pressing a sweet kiss on his lips, “I love you, come on, honey” He brought a hand down to your ass, groping it teasingly, “Let’s show Emily how good you can be”
The taxi ride felt longer then ever, sat in between your boyfriend and his co-worker, your dress felt shorter and more exposed, the flesh of your chest no doubt in view of the drivers mirror. Emily’s lips trailed down the left side of your neck, “Givin’ him a show, baby?” She teased.
You couldn’t deny it, one of Derek’s hands worked up your thigh, slapping the inner skin in a silent ask for you to spread your legs - you did it instantly. It caused your dress to ride up your thighs further, cheeks inflamed at the low moan that fell from your lips when Derek’s fingers teased against your clothed slit, “Keep moaning, honey, we know how desperate you are…”
“Colour?” Emily interjected, pressing another soft kiss to your temple.
“Then do as your told and moan”
Derek smirked at his colleague’s words, “You heard her, honey, when have you ever been disobedient for me?” Moans spilled from your lips as his fingers moved faster, rubbing you through the silk garments, “There she is, good girl” He praised, a loving kiss to your cheek.
You hated how much you loved it, how you knew Derek could feel how wet you were, how Emily could see the desperation in your eyes, and how the taxi driver could see you getting dominated through his rear-view mirror.
Derek’s movements slowed as Emily’s kisses got sloppier, her hand reaching for your cheek to pull your lips against hers, you didn’t bother battling for dominance, instead letting her take control, tongues slipping against eachother, one of her hands reaching for your hair to pull on it teasingly.
The taxi came to a halt, Derek’s hand moving from your thigh to his wallet, handing over the flustered driver some cash, “Cheers, man”
Your feet worked eagerly towards Derek’s house, his latest accomplishment - and unknown to you, the house he’d renovated for the both of you, your birthday present - Emily’s hand remained on your waist the entire time, whilst one of your hands was intertwined with Derek’s.
As soon as the door was shut Emily had you pinned against the wall, her lips attached to yours, soft and intimate, “Slow down, Prentiss” Derek chuckled, locking the door behind them.
“Can’t help it, you’ve been hiding her from me” Emily replied once she’d moved away, winking at you, “Such a cute little thing…”
Your eyes were wide, hopeful and full of excitement as you looked between the two agents, “Do you want to tell Emily your limits or should I?” Derek questioned, looking at you lovingly.
“And has anything changed from our last check in?” You shake your head immediately, a smile on your lips - above all, his priority was always your safety, “Good girl, go upstairs and get ready”
You nod your head, pressing a kiss to Derek’s cheek, earning a slap on the ass and then one to Emily, who followed Derek’s guidance, her own slap stinging much more then his. You made your way up the stairs to the master bedroom, mind racing at the thoughts of what was to come.
Derek had always been a soft dom, occasionally letting you take control but it was rare, he knew your limits, you knew his. Your dynamic just worked. However Emily… you had suspicion she’d be stricter, more cold and punishing. You hated how it excited you.
You did your usual routine for when Derek was coming home, removing your clothes - except the black lingerie - freshening yourself up in the bathroom before kneeling on the edge of the bed silently, hands behind your back.
“Told you, she’s a good girl” He spoke proudly from the door, placing his beer on the side before approaching you from behind. Emily watched him, how he pressed a kiss to your forehead lovingly, hands coming across your body to grope your breasts, “Excited, honey?”
You lean your head back against him, it falling at the top of his thigh, a dreamy moan falls from your lips, Derek’s hands are rough and calloused as he releases your breasts from the lingerie set, his thumb teasingly rubbing your nipples, “Use your words, be good…”
“Yes, daddy” You all but whimper.
“You think Daddy takes good care of you?” Emily’s question caught your attention, eyes opening to see her sat at the edge of the bed, her tight top and jeans disregarded. The sight of her in nothing but a bra and underwear catches you speechless, lips slightly parted as your eyes scan her body, small whimpers falling from your lips as Derek continued to play with your nipples, “Cat got your tongue?” She mocked, now kneeling to tower over you, “Open”
You do instantly, Emily’s spit lands straight in your mouth, you swallow it with another strangled moan, “Thank you”
“Thank you, what?” Her hand moved to your inner thigh, she gives you five seconds before landing a slap to your skin, “Thank you, what?”
Derek ceases the moment to pinch your nipples, rolling them in his thumb and forefinger, kneeling behind you to place sloppy kisses on your neck, “Mommy, honey” He mumbles into your skin.
It rushes out of you in a strangled moan, Emily’s hand cups your cheek a soft smile on her lips, “Good girl” She praises, “Your too kind to her, Morgan, too soft. Giving her all the answers… too sweet for her”
Derek seems ignorant to Emily’s words, continuing his wet attack on your neck, teasingly biting down at your skin, his calloused hands massaging your breasts, thumbs teasing your nipples. Your both shocked when your cheek’s knocked to the other-side, a bright red print on it in the shape of Emily’s hand, “Prentiss…” Derek’s voice is deep, practically a growl.
“You’re too soft on her” She repeats, “She wants to be a whore, she gets treated like a whore” Emily’s fingertips smooth over your cheeks, “Right, baby?”
It makes her smirk, how eager your voice is, the dominance she’s marked not only over you but Derek now too. You let out an audible moan when Emily’s mouth presses against your own, a desperate battle of dominance, tongues and teeth - its clear who the winner will be, and when Derek’s hands moved to guide the lingerie down your body, you let out a whine.
His hands skim against your thighs, groping at the flesh their teasingly, Emily’s hand moves to tighten around your throat, the other going to knead one of your breasts, “Your so cute when you whine, princess” She chuckled, “I can see why Morgan’s always so desperate to get home now, got a little obedient toy to play with”
Derek’s hands move off you then, he stands up and admires the view, watching as Emily moved to suck on your nipples. He watches you gasp, your eyes rolling back as Emily’s tongue flickers over your harden bud, before she decided to suck on it. He sips his beer as he watches the moans spew from your lips.
“Mommy, fuck!” You curse, Emily doesn’t stop, her assault on your nipples continuing, her face burried between your breasts. You barely notice the sound of Derek removing his clothes, until your head leans back instinctively to moan and he shocks you, his cock slapping against your cheek.
Your mouth opens quickly, desperately wanting to please your boyfriend, he doesn’t give you a second to think about it, he forces himself into your mouth, balls slapping against your face as you choke, “Good girl, honey, yeah, like that” He grunts.
Derek’s praise, Emily’s tongue and the fact he’s assaulting your throat in the most delicious way has you practically dripping, you find yourself grinding against the mattress, hoping for any kind of friction to offer you some sort of release.
Emily releases your breasts with a soft ‘pop’, grinning up devilishly at your fucked figure, “This better, princess?” She cupped your mound, aiding you in grinding against her palm. That little amount of pressure made you moan, releasing Derek from your mouth with drool dripping over your face, “Did Daddy say stop?”
Your eyes widen slightly as you look back up at Derek, mouth opening once again for him, his eyes reveal his feelings - doubt, anticipation, he’s questioning his next move, “Do it” Emily orders, “Slap her, she likes it… only way your gonna teach her is if you punish her”
Her dominating tone and the way her fingers move against your clit has you moaning, eyes closing in bliss. Your head snaps to the other side as Derek slaps you, a pleasured groan falling from your lips, your mouth opens as he spits into it, “Colour, honey?” He whispers, hand moving to cup your cheek softly.
You hear Emily snort, muttering ‘pussy’ under her breath but your heart only races at Derek’s soft check in, “Green, daddy”
His eyes soften, bending down to press a sweet kiss to your forehead, he watches as you gasp, how you react when Emily finally inserts one finger into your dripping hole, “Fuck, Mommy!” You shudder at her touch, eyes closing as your hands grip the bed sheets.
“Lay back, princess” Emily orders, you do so without even thinking, your heads against the pillows, legs spread as she crawls in between them, Derek appreciates the show as he strokes his cock, watching how Emily pumped one then two fingers inside of you - inside his girl.
It’s all over for you when her tongue moves to suck on your clit, teasingly playing with it, “Mommy!” It’s like music to her eyes and Derek’s never been so turned on, watching you squirm and beg, words becoming incoherent, “Fuck, Mommy, please, need you-need fingers-need cock-need you, fuck!”
Derek lets out a groan at your fucked out state, his hand covered in pre-cum as he strokes his painfully hard member, “You like how Mommy’s fucking you with her fingers, honey?”
“She fucking you better then me, honey? You like her fingers better then Daddy’s cock? God, you filthy fucking whore” Derek hisses out, he’s close, you can tell by the way his forehead’s covered in sweat and at how hard he’s beating his cock, “Tell me!”
“Yes, Daddy!” You cry out, drunk on the ecstasy of Emily’s skillful tongue and fingers, “Mommy’s filthy whore” You glance down at her then. God it’s a mind-shattering sight, her tongue lapping against your clit, fingers slide in and out of your dripping pussy, “Momm-Mommy!” Your legs shake, eyes closing as you feel the coil inside you snap.
You don’t even notice the moans spilling from your lips like prayers, hands grasping onto the bed so tightly your knuckles are white, “Daddy wants to know how I make him seem worthless, princess” Emily coo’s, her fingers toying with your pussy, “How Mommy’s ruined you”
You force your eyes open to look at Derek, he’s holding on by a very thin string, moans are still falling from your lips as Emily overstimulates you, “Mommy’s ruined me, Daddy” You whine, eyes glazing over as you look up at him, he towers over you easily, “Mommy fucked me so good” You cry out.
“Who do you belong too?” He grunts out.
You know the answer, the real answer, but with Emily spreading your legs apart once again, with her tongue moving against your soaked and fucked pussy, you can’t help it, “Mommy!” You all but scream, “Mommy’s little whor-”
The thick squirt of Derek’s cum cuts you off, drenching your face and leaving you blind, it’s rare he ever finishes on your face but god you love it, there’s cum in your mouth, your eyes and your hair. And it’s just enough to push you over the edge once again, squirting against Emily’s face.
She doesn’t stop. She’s eating your pussy like a starved woman, her face is soaked but it only spurs her on, “You’ve given me two, princess, just one more” She orders.
“No, can’t!” You moan, your hand moving down to pull on her hair. Emily stops immediately, sitting up and wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, she raises an eyebrow, shit. “M’sorry, momm-”
“No” Emily interrupts, “You want to be an ungrateful bitch? Be my guest… but Mommy still needs to get off, so I guess you’ll just watch” Her tone is cold, punishing, making you gulp.
You expected her to sit on your face, or to play with her pussy and cover you in her cum like Derek did. But no, she wanted to ruin you physically, emotionally, mentally. You glance at Derek with pleading eyes, the sight of you ruined and covered in his cum makes him hard once again.
He nurses his beer as he sits in the corner chair, trying to catch his breath. The last thing you expected was for Emily to approach him, for her to cup his cheek and kiss him. You groan, a mixture of pain and pleasure, it’s only then you notice your hands are restrained, tied against the bedpost - no doubt Emily’s doing when you was staring dreamily at your boyfriend.
Emily places herself in Derek’s lap, his arm curls around her waist and it’s then you notice her crotch-less panties.
That does it. He breaks away from the kiss, eyes snapping up to yours immediately, “Colour, honey?” His tone is serious, eyes covered in concern, “Honey, talk to me, now”
“Green” You murmured, clearing your throat, “Green, daddy” You correct yourself.
Emily hums, turning to face you, she readjusts herself on Derek’s lap, guiding his hands to her breasts as he leaves sloppy kisses against her neck, “Awh, someone’s jealous” She coo’d mockingly, “Should’ve been a good girl…”
You watch in horror, in jealousy how Emily guides Derek’s cock against her slick folds teasingly, a gasp falling from both their lips as she sunk herself on him. Your boyfriend groans into her neck, squeezing Emily’s breasts in his hands, “So fucking tight”
“Daddy!” You whine, hips grinding against the mattress, “I need you, daddy, daddy! Please” Your lips are pouting as you look at him.
If it wasn’t for Emily it would’ve worked, you know it. You watched how Derek’s eyes fell to you, face covered in his cum, his chain around your neck, god he’d claimed you in many ways, all he wanted to do was fill you up like you begged.
“You’re too soft on her ” Emily scolded, bouncing up and down on his cock a little harder, moans falling from her own lips, she guided one of Derek’s hands to her hair, a silent order for him to pull, “You let her get away with murder, she needs to be punished”
“Yes, yes, yes” Derek chanted through grunts, beginning to pound into his co-worker at a brutal pace, “You need to watch, honey”
“Daddy!” You pleaded, pussy throbbing and dripping against the mattress, “Need you to stretch me out, to fill me up, need to be bred and swollen with your-”
“Such a fucking whore” Emily hissed, “Are you that fucking desperate?” You nod your head violently, tears pricking at your eyes at the idea of what punishment she’d come up with, “Fucking whore, pull the shorter ribbon to your left and get here, now”
You scramble to release your hands, practically crawling off the bed to kneel in-front of the chair, watching how your boyfriend roughly fucked into his co-worker, “Suck Daddy’s balls, honey” He spoke through gritted teeth.
Derek’s order is gospel to your ears, your cum covered face presses between their too body’s, mouth wrapping around his balls, you can taste the juices dripping from Emily’s pussy. All you can hear is the sound of flesh clapping against eachother, skin on skin and the delirious moans of the two.
“Stop, bend over!” Derek barks out, you don’t understand whats happening, not at all but you follow his instructions, knees on the floor, ass in the air. Emily lifts herself off Derek’s cock, squirting instantly, her juices coat your ass and you back but not even a second later Derek’s cock’s ballsdeep in your pussy.
You see why it’s a punishment, you don’t even get one thrust as the moment he’s inside you he’s coating your walls in thick white strings of cum, “You fucking breeding whore” He groaned, pumping every last drop in.
Your speechless, you feel him pull out, feel his cum drip from your pussy and leak down to your ass, “Look at you…” Emily whistled, a smirk on her lips, “Just a little cumstained whore”
“Did you think you was gonna cum again after that performance, princess?” She coo’s slapping your cheek, she bends down to kiss you, mixture of Derek’s cum and your own on both your tongues, “Maybe next time” She winks.
You hear the rustling of clothes, of Derek and Emily sharing a quick kiss before the door closes behind her. “You look hot like this, honey” Derek compliments, offering you a hand.
You take it, smiling softly, “I love you”
“I love you, more. Let me clean my sweet girl up…”
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