Kevin Lynch stared around the bullpen as he walked into the BAU. He noticed several people missing, including is ex-girlfriend and love of his life. Looking up the stairs he was taken back by the sight of Dave Rossi in a frazzled state tearing down the steps towards him.

"Lynch. We need you. Now. Head to Penelope's office."

"Uh sir. It's two in the morning. May I inquire as to what this is about?" The tech analyst asked while looking up at the other agents making their way down the stairs.

"No. Just get to her office."

As Rossi walked down the hall toward the elevators Kevin approached the women. "What's going on?"

JJ and Emily shared a look. Calmly as she could, JJ told Kevin of their friends unknown whereabouts.

"So you're telling me that she's missing. Penelope is gone." He repeated in an almost monotone voice. Turning on his heel, Kevin walked away from the ladies and headed toward Penelope's lair.

Emily stood by watching Penelope's ex waiting for the fallout. How he would react to the news of Garcia's disappearance was unclear, however she was unprepared for the lack of outward emotion and abrupt departure.

"Poor guy. Think he's still in love with her?" JJ asked Emily as they watched the man walk away.

"I'm not sure. Possibly." Emily replied, eyes watching every movement the man made. She had a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach.

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Hotch paused by the door before gently closing it. The glorious sight before him was one that he wanted to savor, imprint on his brain before it disappeared, so that he could recall it whenever he wanted. Watching Garcia's luscious body straddling Reid's prone form, giving and taking pleasure made Aaron want to feel their skin for himself. Remaining silent, he stepped closer to the bed, never taking his eyes off of the two lovers.

Reid could feel the other man's eyes on them. But he was far to busy concentrating on what Garcia was doing to care what Hotch's thoughts were of their current position, until he looked over Garcia's shoulder and locked eyes with the clearly aroused man. Turning his attention back to the woman straddling him, Spencer reached up with one of his hands and cupped Garcia's breast, pinching her nipple into a hard peak and earning him a deep moan. With the other hand anchored to her hip he began thrusting his hips up into his bouncing partner.

Penelope's eyes were starting to roll back into her head. With the added friction Spencer was causing with his thrusts to her already enjoyable position, and watching his gorgeous face contort in ecstasy, it wasn't going to take long before she was going to be doing just what he predicted and scream his name.

Suddenly Reid sat up causing her to lose her rhythm for a moment. Looking him in the eye as he leaned in Penelope, anticipating his kiss almost missed his whisper, "Hotch is watching us." Garcia faltered. Keeping eye contact, the genius urged her to continue. "He can't stop watching you Penelope. His eyes are dilated and his breathing has increased. He wants you. He wants to be me right now. Be in my position under you, in you."

Her own breath was heavy and rapid. Spencer's words were shooting straight to where they were connected. Hotch was watching her and Reid have sex, and if what Reid was saying was true, he was getting turned on by it.

"Keep going Penny." Spencer's fingers dug into her hips. "Show him what he's missing. What you can give him." Closing his eyes and tilting his head back Reid let out a long moan.

Bolstered by Spence's words, Penelope rocked her hips over her friend in a slow exaggerated motion. Doing this gave Hotch the perfect view of Reid's length sliding through Penelope's lips and into her body. The dim light of the small window above provided just enough illumination where he was able to distinguish the gleam of Garcia's juices on his shaft.

Hotch physically bit his lip before the groan he was holding in slipped out. He wanted to reach out and touch them. The notion that his desire was for Reid as much as his female companion was of no real surprise for the man. Long ago he had come to terms with his thoughts on Spencer's appearance. The man was as beautiful as the woman above him.

As Penelope's moans grew her head tilted back, her blond hair spilling down her back, accentuating the long column of her throat. Over her shoulder Hotch met the hazel eyes of Spencer, almost allowing an undignified noise to escape as he did so. He watched as one of Reid's hands lifted from Garcia's hips and beckoned the older man closer. As if in a trance Hotch's feet moved of their own accord, bringing him to the edge of the mattress.

Watching their friend move closer to the bed sent a thrill through Spencer's body. At the moment he felt like the most powerful man in the world with the way Aaron was staring at not just Penelope, but at him as well, and with the tiny chants of his name that were coming from Garcia, he felt invincible. Kissing his way up Penelope's throat to her ear he whispered to her. "Hotch is at the edge of the bed. He wants to join us Penny. Are you okay with that? Or do you want this to be a one on one adventure? It's your call my beauty. Whatever you want is what we will do." Running his hands over Penelope's curves, Spencer brought his hand down to her clit and began to rub, causing her to cry out.

Her body was in overdrive. Reid was sending crazy little electrical pulses through her body. Between the physical activities they were engaged in and the verbal stimuli that his whispers were causing her body was a ball of beautiful sexual energy. She could practically feel Hotch's breath on her neck. Pausing she looked down at the man below her. He was gorgeous in his sexual abandon. He was always attractive, but at this exact moment he was an the very definition of stunningly defiled. His words buzzing through her head, she reached her arm back and grabbed a hold of what felt to be a soft t-shirt. Keeping her eyes trained on the man between her legs, Garcia pulled the shirt slightly indicating that the wearer needed to come closer. Feeling the bed dip behind, Penelope watched an excited grin spread across Reid's face. That's when the realization dawned on her. Spencer wanted Hotch as much as she did. And as long as everyone took things slowly, they were about to make all of their fantasies come true. Well some of them at least.

Hotch couldn't focus. All of the blood in his body was rushing to his groin and leaving his mental compacities faulty. This could not really be happening. Pulling his shirt off Hotch pressed his bare chest up against Penelope's back, straddling Reid's legs. The trio was panting their breaths, the close proximity bring Garcia's movements to a halt. Sliding his hand up Reid's bare leg and to the inside of his thigh, Hotch ghosted his hand over the man's balls and pressed his fingers to where the two were connected. Spencer and Penelope groaned at the sensation of their boss touching them so intimately. Using the other hand, Hotch traced Garcia's side up to her neck and into her hair, using it to tilt the woman's head back and sealing his lips to hers.

Spencer thought he was going to climax just by the sight of Hotch and Penelope kissing. The sight of Penelope's light against Hotch's dark was a gorgeously striking contrast. So enraptured by the sight, Reid didn't quite register the feeling of hands trailing over his body until nails began to lightly scratch his skin. Looking down at the small sting, Reid was enthralled by the sight of Aaron's hand sliding over his stomach. Looking up to he couple straddling him Spencer made a decision. Sitting up slightly, Spencer ran his tongue over the length of Garcia's throat causing the woman to gasp and pull away from the man behind her. Pressing a quick kiss to her lips, Reid threaded his fingers through Hotch's short locks pulling him closer. Closing his eyes and hoping he was right, Spencer gathered his nerve and kissed Hotch.