Sin to Win Weekend

by KitKat71483

A possible future involving my established Pen & Dave relationship. It's an idea niggling at me & a comment of Emily's a CM episodes & prompts for a challenge fic. It's a brief view of them & some BAU friends. One chapter will contain spanking but I will post a warning if that's not your thing. There will also be a threesome relationship and femslash. Story is complete.

2. Chapter 2

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A/N: I don't know what to say to introduce this. I hope you all continue reading!

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Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.

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As they walked across the foyer of the casino and paused to buy chips, Penelope adopted her crazy accent, "Lady, youse have sum 'splaining to do."

Penelope kept her arm firmly laced through Emily's as Dave headed to get them chips. Emily smiled at Penelope's tone. It had been so good to see everyone again. And the two people she worried about most, seemed to be okay. Spencer seemed more relaxed, settled in himself. And Penelope! Who would have seen that one coming? Now that she had seen them together, it made a sense. Whatever PG and Dave had together – it was working. Turning to see Rossi coming back their way with three racks of chips, Emily brought herself back to the present.

"Have you ever watched the movie Fight Club?" Emily's voice had a laugh in it as she pulled slightly away from Penelope.

Looking a tad perplexed, Penelope asked, "Yes, we've watched it."

"At protest from one of us." Tilting his head to the side in a considering manner, "It was an interesting principle though. And the fight scenes were interesting."

"Well, it's like I told Morgan, if I have to explain it, you really don't need to know. The only way you can find out about a 'Sin to Win' weekend is to play." Emily smiled in triumph, actually believing the argument was over. She had obviously forgotten Penelope's tenacity.

Looping her free arm around her sexy Italian, Penelope, after a glance at Dave, looked at her with a gleam in her eye, "Emily, my love, I do believe that I and my luscious gelato need you to find us a game then."

For a moment, Emily froze. "PG, are you sure? The game is called 'Sin to Win'. It's not only poker chips that are bet or be called on the roll of dice in this game."

Suddenly looking serious, Penelope released the link she held on Dave and Emily with her arms to take both of Emily's hands in hers. "Emily, Dave and I have already gone over this. It's our last weekend in Atlantic City. Share it with us and let's have some fun. Ok?"

Looking first at Penelope's grinning countenance and then at Rossi's quirked lips, she finally pulled her hands free. Taking up her position between the two, she linked arms once again and led them towards the stairs that led up to a private reserved hall. "Then, come, my two supplicants, and learn of the joys of an Atlantic City weekend."

Leading the way to a door that appeared to be guarded by two bellmen, she reached into her purse and pulled out a white seven sided cube. When the bellmen looked at the two people behind her, she related, "First timers."

Once the doors were opened, Emily, Penelope and Rossi stepped inside a ballroom that appeared elegant and enticing. On the outer edges were tables set in concentric circles that got progressively smaller. Each table had 6 chairs. Looking around the room as they followed Emily deeper inside, Rossi estimated at least 100 or more people in the room. Feeling a nudge on his arm, he turned to find that Emily had led them to a small table hidden to the side. Penelope was already there, running her hand over the different pearlescent and white dice laid out for perusal. Each one was different shades of white, some glittery, some glowing, some marble, but all different shades and hues. Looking at Emily, he raised an eyebrow.

"I'm sponsoring your way through the door, but you have to pick and purchase your ticket." Waving her hand over the table, she looked back at Rossi. Penelope squealed as she picked up a clear die with what appeared to be small delicate white petals frozen forever inside. Turning it from side to side, she seemed enraptured by the gold words pressed on each of the seven sides. Lust, Gluttony, Greed, Sloth, Fury, Envy, and Pride. Stepping to her side, Rossi picked out the elegant one of polished ivory and black script. After making their selections and purchasing them, they were each handed a lavish white stationary card with gold etching on it. Flipping it over, they found the words 'Sin to Win' scrawled in tasteful artistry across the top. Underneath were a set of rules.

Sin to Win:

Lust - Roller receives a chip or a kiss for 1 minute from a chosen Player.

Gluttony - All Players take a shot.

Greed - Roller receives a chip or a kiss from all Players.

Sloth - Next Player's roll becomes your roll.

Fury - Roller gets to spank chosen Player 5 times or Player surrenders a chip.

Envy - Roller takes a chip or a kiss from the Player with the most chips.

Pride - Roller chooses any of the other rolls as a reward.

Any player can bow out at anytime by surrendering all their chips.

Turning to her lover, Penelope looked at Rossi with a question in her eyes. He smiled, completely, with his tempting lips and his dark eyes. He took her hand in his, placing a slow kiss upon her knuckles, and whispered with intensity, "No worries, Cara. But, remember, no one spanks that sweet ass of yours down here, but me. And I will share no kisses with anyone but you while we're here." Their own rules set, Penelope and Dave turned to join the throng of people and find a comfortable table.

Emily watched with a grin as her friends turned towards one of the tables. She couldn't believe that they were here with her. Picking up her card and her seven sided die, she followed them to a table and took her seat.

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"Emily, I can't believe you won over $1000!" Penelope stumbled into the room with her arms wrapped around her best friend, giggles and laughter surrounding them. Rossi stepped inside behind them, steadying hands upon both their hips as he steered them towards the corner of the suite that held a couch and chair. Having finished their game earlier and then going out to eat dinner, they had headed back to their rooms to relax before deciding on whether to head back out again for the night. With some coaxing, Penelope had talked Emily into coming back to see how big and swanky the suite Rossi had rented for them was, waxing poetic over the large king size bed, tub for two, and amazing view.

"My juicy Chickadee, you and Dave brought in about $1700 together if my estimate wasright. If you and Rossi hadn't hobbled yourselves with your personal rules, I believe you would have finished with more than me. The man at that last table kept looking longingly at your luscious ass all night." Emily refused to sit down and turning on the music player low in the corner, she began to dance with Penelope. She had been having fun tonight. Sharing this night with her friends had been rewarding. For a moment, it had taken her mind off her time in England. Oh, she loved her new job. It was challenging. In totally different ways than working in the BAU. But, starting a new job, meeting new people, not knowing personally anyone already there, had not lent a lot of time to explore her personal life. And sometimes, like tonight, watching Penelope and Dave together, she was reminded of how long it had been since her last relationship.

The ringing phone had drawn Dave over to the bedside and he sat down on the bed to talk. Relaxing back, against the headboard, he watched the two women as they danced. Such a lovely picture they made together. His attention moved back to the conversation on the phone as he asked for the question to be repeated.

Penelope pulled Emily around, wrapping an arm around her and cradling her comfortably close. "Now, tell me Emily, what had you so sad when you first arrived?" Concern for her friend darkened her tone.

"Nothing life threatening, PG. I just was feeling a little lonely, I guess. I needed this vacation with all of you more than I thought." Emily felt her eyes close, remembering the last few months. Shaking away the memories, she grinned as she looked at her friend, "Now, why don't you tell me how long you and Rossi have been doing the dirty deed." Twirling Penelope out at arm's length and pulling her back with smiles in her eyes, Emily laughed with Penelope.

"Let's just say, it's been a year of learning about each other and a year of sexual bliss." Penelope giggled at the look on her friend's face. Leaning forward as if to share a great secret, "You only get the full smutty story if you join the secret club."

Emily shuddered at the feel of Penelope's enticing lips against her neck below her ear. She had hoped to renew old friendships of the sexual kind this week. But, Penelope was paired up now. And, unfortunately, she was paired up with the only other friend from the BAU that Emily could image being able to form a brief and enjoyable union with – David Rossi, the BAU's resident Lothario. Apparently, that was reformed Lothario. Wonder how many women cried over that information? With a quiet smile, she relaxed into her friend, letting herself enjoy the touch of a friend. "So, how do I join the secret club? Is there a hand shake?" Emily unconsciously tightened her fingers where they rested on Penelope's hips as she pulled her closer.

"Ah, well, it's something like that." With a secretive snicker, Penelope turned her head to raise her lips close to Emily's ear, "I will share one smutty secret. Remember those many nights of drinking out with you and JJ and I always bemoaned the fact that I would never be able to experience a threesome?"

Emily shuddered at the feeling of Penelope's enticing lips brushing her ear with each word, enjoying the feeling as the words finally sunk in and she pulled back to look into her friend's eyes. "You didn't! You and Rossi? Oh, god, I hope it was Rossi. I don't even want to think about you and Lynch."

"Ewwwwwww!" Coming to a jolting stop, Penelope pulled her hands free from where they had slipped up to clasp around Emily's neck and play in her hair. "Woman, why must you ruin my buzz by bringing that time of my life up again?"

Pulling Penelope back into her arms, Emily laughed, "Sor-ry. But, you've hidden the Rossi and you thing so well other than telling me you two have become friends, how was I not to be sure?" Teasing her now, Emily asked, "So, a third, huh? I think it's you that has some 'splaining' to do!" With a twirling pull on their linked hands, she spun Penelope out into the center of the room, only to have Rossi catch Penelope's other hand.

"Kitten, Spencer is on the phone for you." Lifting her hand to his lips, he brushed warm kisses across Penelope's knuckles before releasing her to the side of the bed. Turning back, he clasped Emily's hand and drew her into a slow dance. "So, how is it that you were able to get a complete two weeks away?"

"You know how it is, I've finally got things worked to where I can afford to let things run without me for a short period of time. So, here I am." Emily took deep breaths, trying to still her thrumming pulse from her recent dance with Penelope. She had tried to forget her hopeful plans of reconnecting with Penelope, but the close dance had stirred up her reactions more than she had thought. But the deep breaths only let her breathe in the intriguing scent of Dave's aftershave. How was she supposed to hide her attraction from these two? One of them was her closest friend, the other a talented profiler that used to work with her for years. It wouldn't be surprising if they already knew and were being discreet about it.

"You've been working too many long nights without a break or time off, haven't you? Emily, the job was offered to you on your own talents and merits. You don't have to prove your fitness for it to anyone else." Dave's eyes remained focused on her with concern.

Looking to the side as they swayed together, Emily admitted softly, "What if I have to prove it to myself?"

Slowing to almost a stop, Dave pulled her closer to speak directly to her, "Emily, there is nothing to prove. You are exceptional. At everything you put your mind to."

Emily swallowed as the front of her body brushed against Rossi's. A flash of fire momentarily blanked her vision as her nipples hardened to points. Crap! How was she supposed to hide that! First Penelope's lips on her skin, now the feel of Rossi's hard planes brushing against hers and she was turning into a puddle of goo. Hearing the phone settle back into the cradle behind her, she stepped back only to have Rossi release her into a spin and pull her back against him, her back to his front so that they were both facing Penelope where she sat on the bed.

Shakily, Emily asked, "I'm hurt. Spencer didn't want to talk to me?"

"He said he'd be back Saturday night to spend the rest of the weekend with us till we head out Thursday. He's looking forward to it." Leaning forward, Penelope stretched out like a cat diagonally across the bed. "So, entertainment for the rest of the night," watching her lover and her friend dance, Penelope's eyes reflected the effect the rousing sight was having on her. "I had so much fun playing your 'Sin to Win'. Why don't we play just the three of us?"

Emily sighed quietly thinking of Penelope's and Rossi's rules they had stated earlier. Not going to be a lot of fun. But, she would be with friends. "Sure, let me go get my chips." Moving to pull away from Rossi's light embrace, she was surprised when he drew her backward against his hard frame. Even more surprised at the evidence of arousal she felt pressed against her backside. Her head whipped around to meet his gaze, finding her eyes caught in his dark uncompromising vision. Her lips parted helplessly as she felt a throb brought to life within her. The sound of a drawer opening behind her could not pull her attention from Rossi, but the sound of her best friend's voice did.

Dragging her eyes around, she turned guiltily towards Penelope, only to find her sitting at the end of the bed, with one hand raised between them. "I don't think we'll need chips with this game, my pet. If you are interested?" Penelope raised her eyes to Emily's, not reacting to her lover's possessive hold on her friend. Emily's shocked look dropped from the longing that shown from Penelope's hungry stare, to the gleaming black cube that held tints of deep dark purple with gold etching on all seven sides.

"Penelope! What are you – Do you and Dave even know what you are offering?!" The black seven sided die held an entirely different level of meaning from the white and clear dice Emily had led them to earlier that evening. Emily yanked her stunned gaze back to Penelope only to see her standing up and walking to her.

Closing one hand around the die, Penelope reached out her other hand and cupped Emily's cheek, rubbing her thumb gently over her it in a caress that Emily unintentionally leaned into. Stretching up onto her toes, Penelope angled Emily's lips to hers and they met in an ardent kiss. One that had Penelope opening her lips to let her tongue tease Emily's open before coaxing her way inside.

Dave wrapped an arm more fully around Emily's waist, feeling his blood surge lower and his length flex against the already constricting front of his slacks. He could feel the tension through Emily's frame as he nestled her body close, offering comfort and letting her know that he and Penelope were hiding nothing from her. Literally, nothing. He could feel his arms and hands pressed against the lovely tantalizing forms of both of his companions as they kissed and he could not restrain a growl, tilting his head to press his lips against the skin of Emily's shoulder, needing just a taste.

With a gasp, Emily pulled free from Penelope's lips, leaning her forehead against her friend's. Emily freed one hand from where she had grasped both of Dave's arms and reached out to curl her hand around Penelope's. With shaky fingers, she opened Penelope's hand and picked up the seven sided black die, looking at the words etched in gold, reading them to herself even though she already knew what they would say – Lust, Gluttony, Greed, Sloth, Fury, Envy, and Pride. Each word set forth in elegant script.

"Emily, precious, we know what we are offering. I did not lie when I said we have invited a third into our relationship. It was only one other person, but then, both Dave and I are very picky. And there has been no one else other than that person, but you, that we would offer this to." Penelope kept her stare steadily on her friend, wanting her to understand her sincerity.

Almost shaking her head, Emily couldn't help but look up behind her to scrutinize Dave's gaze, trying to gauge his attitude, his reaction to Penelope's offer. All she could find in his eyes was his straightforward sometimes brisk honesty looking back at her. Tilting his head down, he brought his lips close to Emily's, "No restrictions, Emily. Not to those we invite into our relationship." Softly he brushed his wicked lips against hers, letting them press against hers briefly before pulling away, showing her in the easiest way possible that, if she accepted, there would be no rules between them. "Unless you are uncomfortable with this? We would never pressure you into something that you didn't want, Emily."

Emily could not contain the shudders that wracked her frame at the feel of Dave's beard chafing her skin as he withdrew. Her lips tingled with the pressure he had placed on them, slight as it was, and she swallowed as she could still taste the mint flavor from Penelope's lipstick in her mouth. Both of them? She could have both?! Emily squeezed her eyes tightly shut for a moment before opening them wide, trying to assure herself she was actually awake. Abruptly, the earlier conversations between her and her friends came back to her. They had been sitting at lunch and she had been lured into expanding more and more about her life in England and with Interpol. "You were interrogating me!"

Struggling against Dave's hold, Emily only stilled as Penelope chuckled and wrapped them both in a warm hug, squeezing her breathless for a moment. "Emily, we couldn't ask you if you were involved with someone over there. " Penelope only released her tight hug enough to run her lips back and forth over Emily's shoulder that was bared by the dress she was wearing. "Besides, doesn't it always get you hot to see Dave use his super Negotiator powers!" With a sultry look, Penelope added, "Don't think I've forgotten the many confessions us girls have shared. And don't tell me you didn't enjoy having all that skill focused on you."

Still feeling the strong throbbing of blood through her veins and the quickened beating of her heart, Emily's confidence snapped back into place at the reassurance from both of them. "Well, you two," closing her hand tightly around the die, she squeezed Dave's arm around her waist and placed a kiss against Penelope's lips, telegraphing her acceptance of the offer they had made, "if you feel confident, let's play." Pulling away from them both, Emily sashayed across the room to sit upon the couch. "But, I should let you know, I have no fear."

Penelope smiled with triumph and moved to recline on the couch. Dave followed behind them, unable to keep a strange curl from his lips, "Wait till you play it with someone from Vegas."

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A/N: Okay, I'm on pins and needles here. I've already told you all that I've never written fanfic before I started "A Little Something More". Then, I took on a challenge fic because I had this idea niggling at me. And, it involved a threesome. So, not only am I a new writer, but, I'm venturing into an area that I wasn't expecting to have to voice yet. LOL!

But, I was able to get my image of Dave as a Dominant Man to come across in a sexy way in "A Little Something More". Hopefully, I can get it to flit through this one as well a bit. He is just such a sexy beast! :)

Hope you all are still enjoying the story line. KK!

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