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9/2017 wip

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jongtae - g jongtae (cherry blossom au) - pg13 onjongtae (overstimulation) - nc17 junghee/gwiboon/jinki - nc17

When Jonghyun gets outside, Taemin is leaning against the wall of his dorm - he gives Jonghyun this lazy little smile when he sees them, and Jonghyun bites their lip as they try not to giggle. “Hi, Taeminnie.”

Taemin’s grin only grows and softens at the petname. “Hi, Jonghyunnie.”

Jonghyunnie. “I...let’s go? If you want to? I’m-” Jonghyun closes their mouth and shakes their head, fumbling for their phone and earbuds just so they won’t have to look at Taemin and see the fond look directed at them.

To break the silence, Jonghyun bites their lip before saying, “I’m surprised there aren’t more people out...it’s really nice out.” A little hot actually, and Jonghyun steals a glance at what Taemin’s wearing - those are definitely swim trunks. Damn.

“Yeah, it’s nice. No swim suit for you?”

“No...I really really don’t like swimming. I get cold easily, so…”

“Cute, Jonghyunnie.” Taemin’s hand bumps theirs as they walk and Jonghyun looks up at him, all their thoughts fizzling out as they wonder if that was on purpose or just an accident and is Taemin even gay or is he just like that with everyone-

“Do you know who you’re riding over with?” Jonghyun blurts. Anything to distract himself from wondering.

Taemin pulls back and they look uncertain now, gaze serious and lower lip caught between their teeth. “Jonghyunnie, how...how much do you want? Tonight, what do you want?”

“You,” Jonghyun blurts, and Taemin laughs. But it’s not at him, it’s just a fond little burst of sound that makes Jonghyun’s heart warm.

“How much, Jonghyunnie?”

“I...just you. What you want. I - I wanna make you feel good. And I want you to make me feel good.”

“How much?” Taemin asks again, that fond little grin still on their lips.

Jonghyun shakes his head and then buries his face in Taemin’s chest, thoroughly embarrassed even though it’s just them. “Flustering! I’m not telling!”

Another one of those little laughs, Taemin’s hands warm beneath his shirt, against his skin. “Do you want me to make love to you?”

And oh, because Jonghyun normally hates that phrase, but now, and coming from Taemin’s mouth… “Please, I want you to.”

Taemin’s hands creep just a little bit higher and the smile on their lips is lopsided, fond, amused. “To what?”

“To...make love to me.”

“See, that wasn’t so bad, was it, Jonghyunnie?” As if to reward him, Taemin leans forward and kisses him quick and chaste, soft and gentle.

“I...can we?”

Another quick kiss pressed to his lips. “Yes, Jonghyunnie. I’ve wanted to for…” Taemin shakes their head and kisses him again instead of answering, this time lingering and slow. When they pull back, they look absolutely enamoured and thoroughly touched out, and all for him.

Even if Jonghyun wanted to move (which he certainly does not), he couldn’t: he’s held still by Jinki’s hands and Taemin’s order to keep still. Taemin very clearly does not have a gag reflex and he’s so good, sloppy and loud and eager like he needs it, and maybe he does. Jonghyun is struck then, by how opposite they are, how calm and still and steady Jinki is opposed to Taemin’s neediness.

But then Jinki takes in a shuddering breath and noses at Jonghyun’s neck, just below his ear. “Your heart is beating so fast, Jonghyunnie. Gonna taste so good for me, fuck.” And the way his voice roughens and hardens around the curse makes Jonghyun tip his head back to bare his throat and spread his legs for Taemin and grip Jinki’s arm tight, anything to anchor himself. Because he can feel the scrape of Jinki’s teeth against his skin, can feel Jinki’s lips soft against the skin of his neck as he sucks and kisses at his pulse. Can feel Taemin’s mouth wet and hot around his cock, can feel the way his nails dig in and press bruises into his thighs. And they’re barely even doing anything yet, but Jonghyun is already so fucking weak, so needy for them both.

When Taemin moves away to catch his breath, he’s breathing hard and his lips are already starting to swell, pretty and pink and spit-slick. He looks gorgeous and debauched like this, and he very clearly knows it with the smug grin on his lips. “Pretty,” he comments, “pretty Jonghyunnie.”

And as if he’s talking to him, Jinki hums out low and long, mouth still against Jonghyun’s throat. “Absolutely gorgeous.”

Maybe it’s because it’s them, or maybe it’s just the words, and maybe it’s both, but a rush of heat swoops through Jonghyun’s stomach as his hips jerk up again. And neither of them can read his mind (he thinks) but Jinki chuckles and presses one last lingering kiss to Jonghyun’s pulse before murmuring, “You like when we call you pretty, don’t you, pretty baby?”

Maybe it's the firmness of Jinki's hand smoothing up and down her bare thigh, maybe it's the gentleness of his smile, maybe it's the warmth in her chest, but whatever it is makes up Junghee's mind for her. “I wanna try.”

“Good girl,” Gwiboon murmurs. The way she says it makes Junghee relax, because Gwiboon would've been proud of her either way.

And Jinki, he looks pleased as well, pats his legs for Junghee to sit. Even though his hands are calloused, they're exceedingly gentle when Jinki cups her cheeks with his hands and brings her in to kiss her. And it's weird, knowing that Gwiboon is right there, watching, but it's easy to lose herself in the strokes of Jinki's tongue and the soft of his lips.

What brings her back is when another pair of softer, smaller hands move to run through her hair, scratching idly as Jinki grips her by her waist. Junghee can feel how much he's holding himself back and she hesitantly pushes herself closer, closer still.

And then Gwiboon tugs on her hair, hard enough to pull her from Jinki's kiss, and the way he looks at her…

Junghee makes a strangled noise and twists around to kiss Gwiboon, but Jinki helps her - hauls her up and turns her around completely, hooks his legs around hers so that she's spread out for them both. It makes a wave of heat roll through her stomach and she reaches out for Gwiboon blindly. And even though Junghee has the taste of someone else on her lips, Gwiboon easily licks into her mouth and kisses her dirty.