Title: Hastings vs. McCullers - Part Two
Author: slacker_d
Pairing/Characters: Emily/Paige/Spencer
Rating: NC-17
Summary: PWP Spencer claims her prize for winning the chess boxing match.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Word Count: 1,015
A/N: For soapyraindrops who asked if I was going to write more and I told no. I really wasn't going to write a follow up, but work was a clusterfuck today, so I wrote this to cheer myself up.

Emily tells them she just wants to watch. Well that, and maybe offer a suggestion or two, but mostly she just wants to enjoy the show.

They're at Paige's house because her parents are out of town, but Emily still feels the need to close the bedroom door. Just in case.

Spencer's already started as Emily sinks into a nearby chair. Paige is naked while Spencer is in boxers and a wife beater. Emily's pretty sure that they're Paige's and wonders whose idea that was.

Emily watches Spencer licks Paige's left nipple without touching anything other part of her, earning a moan from Paige as she struggles to keep her hands above her head as ordered. Spencer is wearing an evil grin as she switches to the right nipple, this time sucking lightly and causing a breathy moan to fall from Paige's lips, which along with Emily's thundering heart are the only sounds Emily can hear.

Spencer continues her teasing as she trails a wet finger between Paige's breasts and then swirls across her stomach and down to her belly button, pausing every time Paige's arms twitch as if she's going to move her hands.

Emily thinks Spencer is going to stop her descent down Paige's body and continue her teasing but is surprised to see Spencer's fingers continue downward and through Paige's folds. Both Emily and Paige watch fervently as Spencer sucks her fingers clean.

Quietly standing, not wanting to interrupt, Emily quickly strips and sits back down. Eyes glued to Spencer's fingers as she teases Paige with the slightest bit of pressure, stopping each time Paige's hips buck as she lets out a needy whimper. Each time Spencer removes her fingers and slowly sucks them clean, the noise is obscenely loud, sending further jolts of arousal through Emily. She lets her hands fall between her legs.

Spencer switches tactics and swirls her finger around Paige's clit which causes more hip bucking. Spencer stops again and Paige lets out another frustrated groan as she struggles to stay still.

Watching Spencer's teasing, Emily wonders how long Paige will last before giving Spencer what she wants. Emily knows that the loss of the chess boxing match is a bit of a sore point, mostly because of how Spencer won, which will probably make Paige want to hold out longer than usual. Spencer probably knows this too, which is why she's tormenting Paige like she is.

Spencer continues her pornographic finger sucking after each teasing swipe, but Paige, though squirming as she fights to keep her hands above her head, still refuses to beg.

Spencer's grin grows and Emily knows that she's upping her game a bit.

Emily watches as Spencer spreads Paige's legs wide and settles between them. Needing a better view, Emily moves to the bed and sits next to Paige.

Spencer's tongue has replaced her fingers, switching between teasing licks and slowly agonizing swipes. Paige's hips are bucking each time and still each time, Spencer pauses. Emily notices that she's also blowing quick puffs of air across Paige's clit each time she stops.

Emily's impressed that Paige still hasn't given in. Because she's close to coming just from watching. Though it might be because watching Paige and Spencer together, whether it's kissing or something more, always makes her wet. This extended teasing session is torture of the best kind.

Spencer seems both frustrated and impressed with Paige's stubbornness. She stands and quickly strips before beckoning Emily to join her. She has her straddle Paige's right leg as Spencer straddles her left. Spencer than intertwines her left hand with Emily's right, guiding their hands down and running their fingers through Paige's wetness as they begin to grind against Paige's legs.

Emily leans in and begins kissing Spencer, enjoying the friction against her pussy, the feel of sliding through Paige's soaked folds with Spencer and fighting for dominance as Spencer's tongue, tasting of Paige, duels with her own.

"Fuck," Paige hisses. "Please... Spence..."

Spencer is now wearing a shit eating grin. "Please what?"

"I need... inside."

Spencer's grin becomes a smirk. And then Emily feels her finger slipping inside Paige along side Spencer's and she groans into Spencer's mouth. It's slightly awkward as they continue to grind against Paige's thighs, but Emily's unwilling to change positions.

Paige comes first, cursing loudly and soaking Emily's hand as she clenches around their fingers. Spencer continues her thrusts and Emily follows her lead until Paige comes again. Spencer removes their fingers and sucks them both clean. She then resumes kissing Emily. Emily sucks on Spencer's tongue as Paige groans in frustration; Emily assumes it's because of their display.

Emily expects Spencer to order Paige to get them both off since she just came twice. Instead, Spencer continues to rub against Paige's thigh and once again, Emily follows her lead.

The entire show has got Emily close, so the combination of hearing Spencer coming to her right and Paige's lustful gaze is enough to push her over the edge as well.

They both collapse onto the bed next to Paige, still trying to catch their breaths.

"See McCullers," Spencer pants. "Losing isn't all bad."

"If I had the energy, I'd push you off the bed right now," Paige huffs.

"So I win again," Spencer replies.

Emily's eyes are still closed, so she only hears Paige growl, the slight rustling of the bedding and Spencer's, "Hey!", followed by a thump.

She opens her eyes to find a smirking Paige leaning back on her elbows as she waves at a disgruntle Spencer, now on the floor.

"Ridiculous," Emily says. "You're both utter ridiculous."

"And you love us for it," Paige replies as Spencer climbs back onto the bed.

"You wouldn't have us any other way," Spencer adds, settling back on the bed.

Emily sighs as she pulls the comforter over them and cuddles up to Paige. "Just go to sleep, you two."

"Yes dear," Paige says.

"Anything you say, Em," Spencer says.

Emily just rolls her eyes and snuggles with her girlfriends, drifting off to sleep with a smile on her face.