~ Chapter Fourteen ~
Sweet Dreams
Know Ya'll Been Patiently Waiting.
I Know You Need Me; I Can Feel It.
Yeah, I'm A Beast; I'm An Animal –
I'm That Monster In The Mirror.
If You Really Want More,
Then Scream It Out Louder!
If You're On The Floor,
Bring Out The Fire.
'Cause I Can't Wait To Feel It.
~More, By Usher
Disclaimer: Me No Own; You No Sue.
Moonlight trickled through the parted blinds of the bathroom window, and Spencer slowly, very tortuously, shifted until the night bathed his lanky form in beams of golden light. Water slipped down his chest, shivered down his bare stomach, and clutched at his slim hipbones, highlighting the dents with the glow of heavenly moonlight. Falling then, like stardust, to his nearly exposed nether regions, was a small droplet of crystal clear water. Aaron and Derek inhaled sharply in unison, each of them picturing their hands sliding down his soft, wet sides, and his sharp hips, and his groin…!
Cutely, Spencer titled his head to the side and smiled at the pair of them, resembling a small, innocent puppy in search of his playmates.
"Fuck me, please?"
Unsurprisingly, Aaron and Derek did not waste another minute of their precious time by simply standing there, stunned into silence at this brazenly whispered request to make loveto Spencer. Four hands immediately reached out to caress and touch his soft skin, exploring his lanky form and memorizing the whereabouts of each beauty mark, freckle, and laugh line. Imperfections vanished beneath the loving attention of his lovers. Scars tingled beneath the gentle touch of chapped lips and hot breath, which covered his naked body from head to toe. And Spencer inhaled sharply in ecstasy, lost in the wonderful sensations of being touched, of being worshipped, of being loved.
Growling with need and desire, Derek curled his large arms under the form of his youngest lover, pulling him out of the bathtub and closer to his naked chest. He lifted his delicate form into the air, ignoring the water that drenched his pants, and placed his hot lips against the beautifully slender neck in front of him. Spencer whimpered in pleasure at the feeling of teeth and lips ghosting by his racing pulse, carefully biting and sucking at the tender flesh beneath his cheekbones, instead. Pulling it forward, reddening the flesh, marking him. Mine!
Humming throatily in appreciation, Aaron observed this interaction with dark green eyes, a small smile replacing his normally stoic features, before slowly moving forward to embrace his lovers with strong arms. Front to front, back to back, Aaron, Derek, and Spencer touched. He leaned forward to heatedly kiss Derek, who responded eagerly and with tongue, then pressed his chest against the naked back of his youngest lover, rubbing his large hands against the milky white skin in a simple declaration. Ours!
After kissing Aaron, Derek returned his lips to Spencer, who moaned appreciatively into his mouth and leaned backwards, pressing into his hands with the silent demand for more. Aaron, pleased with this reaction, moved to curl his left hand around Spencer, five fingers twisting and playing with his hardened nipples. His right hand, however, snaked around the naked waist of his lover and darted to touch the belt buckle belonging to one Derek Morgan.
Ten seconds later, Aaron released the clasp for this thick belt buckle, slipped the belt from the front belt loops, and dropped his hands to the silver zipper that impeded his progress. He darkly growled in sexual frustration, desire burning in his stomach, and yanked the metal zipper down to its base, quietly snarling his demands for Derek to finally rid himself of his dark wash jeans. And Derek complied immediately. First his right and then his left leg kicked outwards to remove the denim pants from his suddenly – and thankfully – naked form.
Eagerly, Aaron focused his attention to the naked manhood that appeared – erect, thick, and fully hardened – without the boundaries of the jeans. He curled his fist around the pulsating flesh and tugged, pulling his hands toward him and then away. Derek groaned, his lips parting to bite the flesh of the shoulder beneath his mouth, to which Spencer screamed in surprise and pleasure. Aaron lifted his other hand to slip his slender fingers into his mouth, embracing this sudden opportunity to guide Spencer in moistening his fingers for the pleasure to come. Spencer hesitantly obliged, running his tongue up and down the fingers curled into his mouth.
A blissfully silent moment passed, then –
"Oh!" Spencer exclaimed, his tawny eyes open and wide with the surprise of the intrusion of the long and searing finger pressing into his entrance. He squirmed against the finger, moving his hips in an attempt to familiarize himself with the foreign feeling of his virginal body being breached. Eyes closed again, Spencer mumbled, "Feels strange but good, Aaron…"
"Good," Aaron grunted, moving another finger into his entrance, curling both against the inner walls of his inexperienced lover, and smirking when the smaller male cried out in pleasure. His first climax arrived quickly, followed by that of Derek, who bucked his hips and hissed out his name in ecstasy – "Aaron…!"
Immediately afterwards, Aaron removed his hands from his form and kissed Derek forcefully, pressing his lips to lips, teeth to teeth, and tongue to tongue. Derek, knowing what this predatory affection signaled, willingly submitted to the other dominant male. He relaxed both his arms, not in the least bit reluctant to do so, and released Spencer to him. Then, Aaron carried the youngest through the door, several yards further into the bedroom, and towards the large bed in the middle of their master suite. He carefully, tenderly, placed Spencer in the center of the bed. Aaron and Derek paused for the briefest of moments, waiting for him to fall back down from his high, and then pounced without further ado.
Whimpering, Spencer pressed against his lovers, feeling the immediate absence of hands and fingers and tongues and teeth. He mewled out in disappointment, stretching his long limbs out to reach for his Aaron and his Derek, wanting to feel their sensual touches again. Aaron cooed out his understanding and leaned down until the two were completely horizontal, chest to chest. He snaked his right hand down the slender body of his youngest lover and inserted his hot fingers, all slicked with saliva, seed, and sweat, into his stretched entrance. Spencer moaned loudly.
"Well, well, well," Derek muttered and admired the view of his lovers entangled together – the first naked and mewling out his needs for pleasure; the other growling in approval, his fingers in his ass – and then smirked at the realization that the second needed attention, too.
Swiftly, Derek reached forward to curl his strong arms around the slim but muscular waist of his older lover, before tucking his fingers beneath his waist band to sift his fingers through the dark hair covering his (unfortunately, still clothed) manhood. He splayed his darker fingers against the hot flesh, thoroughly enjoying the heated hiss of pleasure from the male beneath him. A second passed in which Derek stroked his painfully erect manhood, circled the slick tip, and carefully dragged his fingernails upwards, to his waist.
Dissatisfied, Aaron grunted in disapproval when Derek removed his hands from beneath his waistband. The smirk that claimed his lips widened at this petulant sound. Derek, however, did not disappoint his lover. He removed his experienced and talented hands only to unbutton and unzip the jeans clothing his form, before slowly, sensually, and tortuously sliding the denim down his tanned legs. Aaron growled out in his frustration, disliking the slow pace, and stubbornly bucked his hips against the darker male, wanting him to hurry up.
Derek sensed his need and finished removing his jeans, cotton boxers, and socks. He casually dropped the articles of clothing to the floor, grateful for the sudden lack of barriers between the three lovers, and then stepped backwards to admire the dark and rugged beauty that was purely Aaron Hotchner. Two hands reached forward to clutch his hips, pulling Aaron closer to his waist, beneath which his aching manhood protruded. And Aaron tensed with expectation.
Fingers wet, Derek slipped his hands down his own manhood, coating the thick length in his seed in preparation of what would happen in a mere moment. Aaron bowed his head, circling his pink tongue around the manhood of his youngest lover, before muttering out to Derek that it should be now. Derek slowly sheathed himself inside of Aaron, crawling forward and then receding at his hoarsely whispered requests. The pair quickly rediscovered their familiar rhythm of in and out, inhale and exhale, whimper and howl.
Beneath Aaron, Spencer reached two slender hands outwards to slowly curl around the weeping manhood brushing against his own. He thrust his thin hips upwards and rubbed against his lover, searching for the perfect speed to increase the friction, and discovered it when Aaron howled out in delighted surprise. Aaron could feel his entire body tensing, his strong muscles contracting and retracting, and his forest green eyes rolling backwards with the force of his orgasm.
Spencer grasped at this opportunity, during which time Aaron and Derek climaxed together, and captured his manhood in his hands. The limb, although softer now, was still thick, hot, and ready for him. He guided his length in between his parted legs, paused in brief consideration, and then swiftly ignored all fears and worries that darted into his constantly whirring mind. Promising himself that lovemaking would only include emotions and sensations, not thought, Spencer inserted the tip into his entrance, which hesitantly puckered around the thick manhood.
"Spencer!" Aaron gasped out, surprised, but his hips subconsciously bucked against his waist all the same. He desperately tried to control his impulses and stilled without another word, fearing that the sudden intrusion would hurt Spencer and make his first time miserable and unbearable, because that would be unbearable for Aaron…
Instead of complaining, however, Spencer reached upwards to curl his arms around his neck, pulling Aaron down for a sweet and tender kiss. The burning sensation in his rear end vanished beneath the magical balm of the gentle affection his lover focused to his swollen lips. He gently wiggled his hips against his, silently insisting that the next step of their lovemaking begin, and wantonly bowed his head backwards. Eyes soft, Aaron complied without comment, leaning forward to note the mark made earlier by Derek and biting the opposite side of his neck.
Soon enough, Derek thrust into Aaron, who followed suit and thrust into Spencer. The rhythm between the three lovers changed and morphed and shifted into wonderfully tender lovemaking, with the only sounds in the room consisting of soft whispers and little mewls of pleasure. Now and again, Spencer would call out to his lovers in a moment of release, murmuring a name and then yelling another without pause. Aaron, Derek, Aaron, Derek, Aaron, Derek!
Aaron and Derek shifted positions, each of his lovers entering him at that exact moment. He shifted uncomfortably against his lovers at first, feeling much too full, but quickly adjusted to the sensation of being stretched around two separate lengths, which also pleased his lovers beyond words. This combined friction enticed Aaron and Derek to increase their swift speed, until the point in time that Spencer suddenly screamed out amidst the brilliantly hot rainbow of colors, shapes, and feelings.
Memories of the past and present collided in that moment; however, Spencer, filled to the brim with affection and love, could only smile in his exhaustion and cuddle into his tired lovers. The night might be daunting at times, with its endless black silence and the memories of his injuries, but Aaron and Derek would always be there to chase his demons away. Hopes for the future – for their future – would brighten the night and bring the sunshine of tomorrow. And Spencer dreamed.
***Author's Note***
Okay, I'm going to get straight to business and apologize right away! GOD, I'M SO SORRY! I just could not bring myself to write this lemon because I have not written lemons that are either a) homosexual in nature or b) in third person. I have struggled for months to edit what I immediately wrote down after the last chapter, before I finally gave in and trashed the whole document.
Earlier, I was really tired and bored and decided to sit down and write. I did not even realize that I opened ALPHA at first; then, I just started writing and the whole chapter poured itself out in two hours! That might seem slow to people, but I constantly jump backwards and change stuff because I criticize my own work. It is a miracle that I could write this chapter out for everyone! I'm pretty damn proud of myself! :D
So, I personally love it, since I managed to keep it kind of tasteful and tender, but...well...you're the jury! Please read and review, okay? :)
P.S. The epilogue is next! It will be posted next weekend! I PROMISE!