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catiuskaa · 4 months ago

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horny kitchen [not hell's this time].

SUMMARY: whenever you were home, he wasn’t. it wasn’t totally your fault if that had made you believe he was never home in the first place, but it sure had lead into an interesting meeting.

WC: 1.7k

CW: crack! felix and olivia as cupids (i love them), mentions of alcohol, mentions of the movie After: Ever Happy, slight Changlix showing up, drunken courage, nsfw! marking, dry humping.

REQUESTED! by annonie right here. i had fun, tysm, pookie!

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“Tell me you were kidding.”

You stared at Felix’s puzzled face, his hands on your shoulders, and Olivia passed her hands through her hair as she leaned against your room’s door, shutting it close.

“What— why would I lie?” You frowned, smiling in confussion. “I wasn’t kidding. We’ve just never really talked, and I only know one or two things about him.” You repeated, and watched as your friends both made the same exhasperated grin, and then shared a look that only them, brother and sister, were able to decipher.

“Your roomate, who’s basically famous in our college, who looks like— like that,” Olivia stated, stumbling on her words. “And you haven’t had a normal chat? Not even about the weather?”

You shrugged. “Not that I remember, no. He doesn’t look like he’s a fan of small talk.”

They had both stared at you with wide eyes when you opened the door and the figure of a tall man with short hair surprised you at the other side.

“Oh, right,” you had smiled, turning to introduce him to your friends. “He’s my roomate, Hyunjin. I texted you a while back to check if they could come over, remember?” You said softly at him, and he smiled, nodding.

“Right, yeah. Sorry that I can’t stay, I have someone waiting for me downstairs. It was nice to meet you.” He had greeted, as politely as he had smiled, and rushed to catch the elevator again.

And that had been it.

“God, he looks like a model.” Felix sighed as he took his jacket off, blinking slowly, as if trying to comprehend what he had seen. “He looks like he travels to Italy and France during fashion week. What the fuck, he looks like he knows when fashion week is.”

“He’s like a hundred times better than the last guy you dated,” Olivia chimed back, and you frowned at the mention of your ex. “Don’t look at me like that. Babe, tell me that at least you find him attractive.”

“Sure. He’s good looking.” Felix deadpanned at you, and you huffed. “Okay, fine! He’s really hot, yeah, I have eyes, you know?”

Olivia and Felix snickered, and you pouted, snickering too, grabbing a pillow from your bed and yeeting it at him.

“I didn’t come here to see you drool over Hyunjin, guys. It’s bad movie Sunday, and we have to watch After 4. I need this to finish soon.” You giggled cheekily.

“I’ll go get the shots!” Olivia smiled with enthusiasm as she went to grab three shot glasses and a bottle of cheap wine you kept.

“I thought we were gonna watch Twilight?” You saw Felix smile, taking his shoes of as he sat on the bed.

He rolled his eyes in amusment, faking pettiness while you turned on the computer and looked for the movie.

“Liv likes the saga, we can’t.” You chuckled. “Maybe she starts crying when Cedric Diggory starts pouring glitter over his face or something.”

“Have I heard disrespect against Robbert Pattinson?!” She yelled from the kitchen, and you two cackled loudly.

You settled your laptop on your desk and used your chair as a table to keep the glasses and wine on.

“Shot rules?” Olivia pondered, taking her shoes off and getting comfortable, much like Felix, who was stealing all the pillows and cushions and settling them behind his back.

“Seungmin said that a shot for every red flag was fine.” You shrugged.

“Seungmin watched After?” Olivia wondered in slight shock.

“Of course, he loves to complain about anything.” You mocked slyly. “But you guys aren’t driving back, right?”

Felix handled the movie blanket, hiding everything except his eyes and his nose under it.

“Bin has to drive this way to get home from the studio. He said he could take us.”

You smiled.

“Let’s get this over with,” Olivia chimed with a snicker.

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Tipsy could be an understatement. That, you had to admit. But only to yourself, because to your drunk mind, getting to that level of drunkness —just because of the walking red flag the love interest in the movie was— seemed a little lame on your side.

“‘m ok, livvie,” you smiled at Olivia and her skeptical look. “I won’t even drive.”

Changbin huffed in amusement, passing one of Felix’s arms over his shoulders as the very much freckled very much drunk man started pouting his lips.

“i wan’ kis, binn…” he blabbered messily.

“Why did we do a drinking game,” his sister mumbled, rubbing her eyes, clearly showing much more control on downing wine shots.

“Harvey burned his mom’s house! I mean, we clearly had to drink twice because of that.” Felix said in a hiccup, then clung back to Changbin.

You messily bid goodbye to the Lee brothers and the poor designated driver that carried Felix with Lix’s arm over his shoulder, closed the door and waddled back to your room.

The main issue movies like After had —aside from its preposterous attempt at trying to take itself seriously— was the copious amount of long and dull sex scenes.

Well. They seemed “dull” when you were sober.

But the thought of them brought naughty ideas to your just-a-bit-willy-nilly-tipsy body.

As if someone had been there staring at you, sitting in a dim-lit corner of your room, not bothering if it was late at night or if your door was wide open, your hands trailed down to the zip of your jeans, and you bit your lip, drunkily teasing yourself, lowering the fabric slowly down your hips, and letting it plop down on the floor with a soft thud.

The idea had been to take a step back and kick the clothing away, but you accidentally hit one of your bed’s legs, and cursed loudly, half because of the weirded out drunkness who had forgot that was there in the first place, but you shook it off, not actually in pain.

You shook your head, and continued with the frenzy, enticingly tickling your sides when reaching for your shirt and slowly took it off, letting it down next to your pants, as if leaving a happy trail that headed to your closet, one you opened and took an oversized shirt you usually wore to bed.

But sleeping with a bra on was not the smartest move. The clip started stining and the tag on its side started itching, so with a quick snap and a perky throw, you giggled, still a bit drunk, but starting to turn sober enough to start craving water.

You passed your oversized shirt over your head, turning to face your door when the long fabric covered your body.

Covered from a surprised and flustered pair of dark brown eyes, iris so dark that his pupils, blown out and enticing, almost devoured it whole.

“Hyun…jin?”

His hair was the messiest you had ever seen from him, dressed in his pj’s, some old blue squared-pattered pants that he got gifted a couple of Christmas ago. Solely the pants.

The waistband of his underwear, brand name staring at you like a deer in headlights. And even so, it wasn’t as intense as how that teasing little mole on his tummy.

Mmh. You wanted to kiss it.

“Ah… I uh…” he mumbled, messily so, enough for you to notice.

“Oh. Y’re drunk too.”

He smiled wryly, nodding.

It was a bit blank, how you two ended up in the kitchen. Your brain fuzzy, enjoying the alcohol that lingered in your system. Dazed, you feel two warm hands on your waist, and how they turn you around and sit you on the counter.

“Y’know?” Hyunjin smirks, and you notice you could almost taste the drinks he had taken from how close he was. “It’s s’weird how we never… uh… talk, mmh.”

Your breath hitches, his hands not leaving your waist, stroking and teasingly caressing underneath your shirt, that had ridden up from when you sat.

“Talk?” You mumble giddily.

“Yeah. It’s stupid. How can I live with someone so hot and barely say good morning?”

The way he states the sentence, as if it was something as factual and axiomatical as one plus one, baffles you almost as fast as the speed your cheeks turn red.

He snickers, watching you turn to putty in his hands. “I heard moans when I arrived.” The stupid movie. “For a moment, I thought it was you and it made me wild.”

Hyunjin leans his forehead against yours, his lips barely an inch away from temptation. You.

Cheekily, he moves even closer to the counter, until he’s slotted between your legs. He slides you over the counter, pressing you against him.

“Hyune…”

It’s a mumble, its slurred, and he drinks it up like he’s been thirsty for days. Neither of you are too sure of what’s happening, but it’s easy to say neither of you care enough about that now when his lips find yours.

Like he said, wild. You can’t be sure if it’s the moonlight that hits him from the kitchen’s window of the alcohol that gives him such freedom to kiss you in a way that, for a second, you feel like he’s going to eat you alive.

But he’s got it clear. He needs you, he’s been waiting for the moment you two would finally speak like human beings and stop behaving like robots who share comparments, barely addressing the other. He’s sick and tired of it, tired of waiting, and sick, because he’s been craving you for what seems like weeks, even months, and Hyunjin knows he can’t hold back any longer.

You’re both drunk, and maybe you shouldn’t, but how could he stop when you drop from the counter and his thigh fits perfectly between your legs? How could he stop, when he wants nothing but to tore your shirt to shreds and mark as much skin as he can see? How could he stop, when he’s been waiting for so long to let go?

“A-ah, Hyun…”

And he’s gone. One little whimper from you, and he knows that one thing’s for sure.

He’s not stopping until you come for him for the night.

Besides. There’s plenty other nights to keep having more fun.

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~kats, who in reality should be tiding up her room, but will most definetely keep reading the pjo pdf she found.

catiuskaa, september 2024

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thehandmaidenofcreativity · 2 months ago

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Sneaking Around With SKZ ✧ Part III

Rating: Explicit/18+

WC: 5.4k

Comments: This a continuation of this anon requested fic. The day of Part II continues, eventually bringing us to movie night with the members. Menace that he is, Seungmin has enlisted Reader and Hyunjin in a little scheme. While Seungjin have fun with it, they definitely are not the ones that benefit most from the experience.

Taglist: @velvetmoonlght / @chuuyaobsessed / @joyofbebbanburg

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After a quick clean up, Minho heads to his own dorm, but not before dropping a kiss on your head and telling you he’ll make you a snack later.

Chan tugs you into the shower with him, showing his tender side and insisting on washing you himself. He takes his time, trailing kisses over each newly cleaned stretch of skin. Once he’s done, you do the same for him. Soon enough the suds are all gone, and you have your arms around his neck, languidly locking lips. His hold around your waist is gentle but firm. You expect him to try to take things further, but he seems happy to stay just as you are until the water starts to chill.

Once you’re back in his room, he offers you a big t-shirt and a pair of shorts to wear if you don’t feel like putting your dress back on quite yet. Your outfit isn’t uncomfortable, but you take him up on it anyway. It’s nice to feel wrapped up in him a bit longer.

You head out to the living room/kitchen area and find a couple bottles of water and sandwiches. Chan explains that the weird wrinkly face Minho wrote on the ‘note’ in lieu of words is his signature drawing, Jureumi. You eat then snuggle up on the couch to talk about plans for the rest of the day. Seungmin had invited you to spend the day with all of them, so you intend to do just that. Chan, however, has other plans.

“I do have to head to the studio for a while, so I can walk you over to the other dorm. Though, Hyunjin is supposed to be back soon; I could maybe hang out until he gets back.”

“You don’t have to.” You shift and his arms tighten around you, he nuzzles his nose into your hair. He’s probably the cuddliest member you’ve spent time with so far. You’re about to tell him that you’re fine to head over to the Cutie Dorm when you hear the door open. “Oh, sounds like Hyunjin’s back anyway.”

Chan tilts your chin up to capture your lips again. His tongue slides against yours, and you start to wish Hyunjin had taken a little longer; you could kiss Chan for hours. Chan sucks your lip between his teeth for a final nibble as Hyunjin plops down onto the couch next to you. A little sigh slips out as he shoots you another of his stunning smiles. “Perfect timing, I guess. I’ll see you guys for movie night. Hyunjin-ah, be careful with her neck.”

Hyunjin cocks his head and narrows his eyes in confusion, lips pulled between his teeth, as he receives a pat on the head. “Oook. Have a good time at the studio, Hyung.”

His head lands in your lap, one hand coming up to trace a couple fingers along the right side of your throat. As he switches to the left side, his fingers still with a soft ‘oh’ when they reach the hickey. You giggle and run your own fingers through his hair as you’d seen Seungmin do a few hours before. With a contented smile, he lets his hand drop to hold yours on his chest. He tells you about his morning and asks about yours. You’re happy he keeps his eyes closed while you blush your way through a brief explanation of your time with Minho and Chan. You continue to stroke his hair and the conversation flows from his work to your studies then to the painting you saw in his room.

He’s talking through his process and inspiration when you hear footsteps behind you. You glance back and see Seungmin with a finger to his lips. As he leans over the back of the couch, you can see his fondness for the other man in the small smile on his face. Then he reaches out and squeezes Hyunjin’s side, causing him to squawk, flail, and fall off the couch. Seungmin’s laugh is musical. You didn’t think he could get any more handsome, but seeing the unadulterated joy on his face makes him all the more attractive.

“Seungmin!” Hyunjin sputters, scrambling up to his knees. Seungmin is still tittering as he comes around to help Hyunjin up. He’s not quite forgiven yet as Hyunjin moves to take Chan’s vacated spot, putting you between the two of them.

Seungmin’s hand rests on Hyunjin’s knee, arm balanced on your leg, his smile a mile wide. “I’m sorry, Hyunjin-ah. I couldn’t resist.”

Hyunjin huffs but puts his hand on Seungmin’s. You can’t help but chuckle; you love seeing them interact like this.

“So,” Seungmin focuses on you now. “When are you guys planning on coming over to my dorm? Or did you decide to stay over here with Jinnie?”

“Oh, I wasn’t sure when we’d be starting movie night or if we were doing anything beforehand.” You realize you have no idea what time it even is. You were so absorbed in relaxing with Hyunjin that you haven’t bothered to check your phone. “Are we late?”

“No, we’ve still got a bit of time before everyone’s back, but Felix has started baking and Minho’s gonna order food soon.” Seungmin’s eyes drift to where he can see Hyunjin has started to knead into the nape of your neck. “Do you plan on eating with us?”

“What if I did want to just spend tonight with Jinnie?” You lean back into him with a teasing grin.

Seungmin’s tongue darts out between his lips. “Then someone might get jealous, but I wouldn’t blame you for wanting to.”

Hyunjin’s arms wrap around your middle and sets his chin on your shoulder. “Oh don’t be jealous, Seungminnie. I’m sure you could convince us to let you stay. Though, I did think we were going to go for movie night?”

The last sentence is directed at you. “Oh we are, I was just curious about what Seungmin would think if I wanted you all to myself tonight. And yes, I’d like to have dinner with everyone.”

“Ah yes, I heard you like to play little games.” You blush at the thought of Minho telling Seungmin about your games that morning, despite knowing you told Hyunjin about them yourself. “How about another game of sorts?”

Hyunjin giggles behind you. You pretend to consider it. “Hmm. Maybe. What kind of game are you thinking?”

Seungmin gives Hyunjin a look you can’t decipher. “Let’s go with a test of strength. Naturally, it’ll involve our strongest hyung.”

“Um, I’m not sure I can win something like that.” Based on how these men have been able to manhandle you, you can’t imagine you’re stronger than any of them.

Seungmin’s smile reminds you of Minho’s. “We would only be testing his strength of will, don’t worry. Jinnie, if our lovely friend here were to tease Changbin during the movie, how long do you think he could hold onto his principles before throwing them to the wind so he can have those pretty lips wrapped around his cock?”

“Ah, jutdae vs. horny…” Hyunjin muses. “At movie night, though? I don’t know, I feel like he might be able to wait until it’s over.”

“You don’t think we could encourage him to do it then and there?” Seungmin wiggles his eyebrows at the two of you.

You can’t help but think of this as a challenge. Still, despite how things have gone so far, it’s hard to imagine you can get someone horny enough to whip his dick out in front of his friends. “I mean if Hyunjin doesn’t think it’s possible, I agree. Maybe we should leave the games to Minho.”

You know it was the wrong thing to say when you see the look on Seungmin’s face. You share a look with Hyunjin who looks, for lack of a better word, scaroused. Seungmin’s tongue slips out between his lips before the left side of his mouth quirks up. “I think I have a plan.”

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When you arrive at the other dorm for movie night, Seungmin looks around the room and pointedly ignores all the open seats to settle himself on Changbin’s lap.

“Yah, Seungmin-ah, why?” Changbin sounds angry, but you see his smile as he squeezes Seungmin’s sides. “You can sit literally anywhere else.”

As per ‘the plan,’ Hyunjin plops down next to Changbin, pulling you to sit on his lap. Seungmin wraps his big hand around your lower thigh, urging you to put your legs up on his as he glances back at his hyung. “Don’t you know you’re my favorite chair?”

As expected, Seungmin’s shoved off to Changbin’s lap other side as he rolls his eyes and calls him pabo. Seungmin pulls your legs with him as he sinks down into the empty seat, and Hyunjin gives you a tiny push from behind. With a small ‘oop,’ you find yourself looking into Changbin’s surprised face as you take Seungmin’s spot on his lap. Your giggle isn’t even fake when you wrap your arm around his shoulder. “Minnie’s right. Your lap seems pretty comfy. Mind if I sit here?”

Changbin’s ears immediately start turning red as he takes you in. Before coming over, you’d changed back into your dress so that you could make sure your cleavage was back on display (along with a couple hickies you’ve yet to re-cover at Hyunjin’s insistence), and with the way you’ve been dragged over, your skirt is bunched over your upper thighs, an indecent amount of leg showing as well. The man beneath you recovers his smile quickly, and you feel his arm snake wrap around your back, his hand resting on your hip.

“As long as you’re comfortable, of course.” He glares over at Seungmin for a second. “I’d much rather be a chair for you than Seungmin-ah’s bony ass.”

Hyunjin and Felix laugh as Seungmin dawns a faux offended face, hand to his chest. You notice that Jeongin has settled on Hyunjin’s other side, while Jisung and Felix are on the other couch. You catch Minho’s eye where he stands in the doorway. He winks, and you blush, turning your attention back to Changbin. You wiggle a little and lean into him. “Well, I would hope my ass feels better than his; I do enough squats for it.”

Seungmin was right again, Changbin’s smile brightens a touch and his other arm comes to rest across your lap. He glances down and seems to consider the fact that it’s all skin on skin with the skirt of your dress pushed back like that. Ever the gentleman, he grabs the hem and slides it down before resettling his arm on it. “You like to work out? What’s your usual routine? Have you been able to keep up with it since you got to Korea?”

You laugh and answer his questions, asking about his routine as well. Every now and then you shift just a little bit, hoping to rile him just a little bit, if you can. Soon drinks and snacks are brought out to the coffee table, Minho comes to settle in, and finally Chan arrives back from the studio. Other than the occasional glance from Minho, no one seems to think anything of your chosen seat. As you chat, Seungmin begins massaging your calves, moving your legs more than necessary at times, forcing Changbin to shift so that his hand rests just on the thigh closest to him. His thumb gently strokes back and forth, and his eyes dip down to look at the hickies painting your cleavage occasionally.

“So did you have fun playing games with Chan and Minho this morning?”

You bite your lip in a grin. “I did. I didn’t realize they’d be so competitive when I first got there, but I definitely won in the end.”

Changbin laughs. “I’m sure they were excited; after last night we thought Minnie and Jinne might try to keep you for themselves.”

“As much fun as they are,” you cup his face, “I wouldn’t want to miss out on what the rest of you have to offer.”

He follows the gentle guidance of your hand and brings his lips to yours. It’s gentle at first, but when you run your tongue along his lip, he deepens the kiss and tangles his tongue with yours as the hands on your hip and thigh tighten their grip. He pulls back and whispers, “Maybe you can see what I have to offer after the movie?”

“I’d like that a lot,” you toy with the chain around his neck. “But I’m not sure I’ll want to wait until the movie’s over. Think you might give me a taste while we’re watching?”

His ears start to pink up again. “While we’re watching? Out here?”

“Naughty, I know.” You wink at him. “We all agreed that public acts are okay, right? Or did you change your mind?”

“No, I didn’t.” He trails off, looking around the room. Seungmin, who’s been quietly observing your conversation, makes a kissy face at Changbin when his eyes land on him. “I’m just not sure I’ll be able to get into it enough in front of these idiots.”

You laugh. “I can understand that. Does that mean I’m not allowed to try to get you there?”

He turns that gorgeous smile on you. “I don’t think it will happen, but you’re welcome to try.”

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When the movie starts, Seungmin and Hyunjin suddenly realize they have a lot to talk to each other about, but of course they have to stay quiet so as not to disturb others. This means that Hyunjin’s leaning into your back, pushing your chest closer to Changbin, whose eyes track the movement each time. On the other side, Seungmin is leaning forward, letting his hand slide up the outside of your thigh, pushing your skirt back up, bit by bit. After the third time, the hand on your thigh starts kneading the skin that’s been revealed again, rather than adjusting your dress again.

The next time Hyunjin leans over, it’s to talk to you instead. “Oh, I’m sorry, babe. I know I keep bumping you. Maybe it’d be more comfortable if you turn a bit.”

“Or you and Seungmin-ah can knock it off and watch the movie.” Changbin answers for you.

You give Hyunjin a wink and plant a kiss on Changbin’s cheek. “That’s ok, Binnie. I don’t mind.” You turn to face forward, leaning your back against his chest and pulling his arms tight around you.

“Thanks, baby.” Hyunjin leans in to kiss along your jaw and up to nibble on your earlobe. He makes sure to brush against Changbin’s arm when he brings a hand up to caress your breast. At the same time, you feel Seungmin’s hand slide between your legs; you arch your back as you roll your hips and let out a soft sigh into Changbin’s ear. His arms tighten around you briefly. Seungmin continues circling two fingers over your panties while Hyunjin’s hand drops down to your knee, pulling your leg so that it rests on the outside of Changbin’s, opening you up a bit more.

The two of them whisper in front of you again, and you use their proximity as an excuse to press your back against Changbin’s impressive chest even more, pushing your chest out with a deep breath. Then Hyunjin’s pulling the strap of your dress down, bearing your breast so that Seungmin can suck your nipple into his mouth. This time when you roll your hips, happily noticing a hardness forming beneath you, you let out a moan. You smile at the sharp intake of breath behind you.

Hyunjin shushes you. “You don’t wanna be too loud, Changbinnie is trying to watch the movie.

Seungmin chooses that moment to slide your panties aside and slide two fingers into you. You gasp and moan again. He smirks as he brings his face up to whisper, “I’m not sure she’s gonna be able to keep her volume down. Maybe she needs something in her mouth to keep her quiet.”

You reach back between your bodies to grip Changbin’s cock. He lets out a soft curse. “I think that’s a good idea, Min.” You nuzzle your nose into Changbin’s cheek and pull one of his hands up to your breast. He hesitates for just a second before squeezing and pulling at your nipple. “Would you be able to help me with that, Changbinnie?”

“Right here?” His tone sounds unsure, but his body betrays him. “Maybe we should just watch the movie for now? Or we could go back over to my dorm?”

You stroke him through his shorts and let out another moan as Seungmin continues to work his magic. “Oh, but I don’t want to take you away from the group, and I don’t want to wait. Don’t you think you can help me right here?”

This time it’s Hyunjin whispering in your ear. “I think you need to take the next step to get him.” With a couple fingers on your chin, he turns your face to his for a brief but passionate kiss. “Get down on your knees.”

You turn back to kiss Changbin’s neck, pulling away giving a tiny bite. Following Hyunjin’s advice, you move forward, causing Seungmin to pull away. Then you’re on your knees in front of Changbin, running your hands up and down his thighs. You give him the best doe eyes you can manage and bite your lip. You mouth ‘please’ at him before palming his bulge. You watch as Hyunjin whispers in his ear. Finally, he nods and lifts his hips to help you to pull his shorts down enough to free him. Like the rest of him, Changbin’s cock is deliciously thick and nearly as long as Seungmin’s.

Considering his uncertainty in doing this in the living room with everyone, you decide against teasing him. You suck at the head for a second before bobbing up and down, taking as much of him down as you can. You wrap a hand around his base and alternate between bobbing and sucking, running your tongue along the underside of his cock and swirling it around his tip.

His eyes are boring into yours as you take him all the way down to the base. He practically growls as he tries to hold in a groan. Satisfied, you give him a smile and start to give little kitten licks, finally teasing him a bit. After a couple minutes of torture (in his eyes), you start to bob lazily. Changbin threads his fingers through your hair, holding on but not doing much to guide you.

You pop off then lick up his length and bat your eyes up at him. You brace yourself on his muscular thighs as you push up to bring your face back up to his. “For some reason I feel like you’re holding back, Binnie.”

You see the fire light in his eyes as he crashes his lips to yours. You pull back with a smile and sink back down to swirl your tongue around his head. As soon as your mouth closes over it, his hand is back in your hair; this time, he pushes your head down. You work with renewed vigor, and soon, both his hands are in your hair and Changbin is thrusting up into your mouth, all reservations gone. It’s all you can do to relax your throat and just let him use you.

He stays remarkably quiet as he fucks your face, but soon enough his breathing his loud enough that you’re sure everyone in the room is aware of what’s happening on your couch. After a few minutes, he lets out a delicious groan as he releases down your throat. You suck until his pulsing stops and his grip on your hair slackens.

You pull off and crawl back into his lap, straddling him this time. When you whisper ‘thank you,’ Changbin chuckles softly. “I should be the one thanking you.”

You give him a bright smile and a kiss. “Maybe, but I did have fun; that’s worth a thank you. Especially since I wasn’t sure you’d let me.”

“I’m glad I did.” His hands cup your face; he kisses you long and deep. “I feel like I really should return the favor now.”

You smile against his lips. “How about after the movie?” One more peck and you turn around again to watch the rest of the film, making a point not to look at anyone else in the room.

Seungmin and Hyunjin each lay a hand on your thigh, their pinkies linking together. After a moment, Seungmin leans over to whisper ‘you’re welcome, hyung’ in Changbin’s ear. The older man scoffs and squeezes you to him just a little tighter.

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Almost as soon as the credits roll, Changbin scoops your legs up and stands with you in his arms. You let out a surprised giggle and wrap your arms around his neck. He starts making his way for the door, and you hear several voices at once - the loudest, Minho, calls out, “Changbinnie-yah where’s the fire?”

“Yeah, don’t you wanna spend some more time out here with all of us?” Hyunjin laughs.

You hear rapidly approaching footsteps and look over Changbin’s shoulder in time to see Felix come around in front of you. “Let me get the door for you, hyung. Unless you want to use my room?” Eyebrows raised and wide eyes, he smiles seductively.

You look eagerly at Changbin. The right side of his mouth turns up in a smirk. “Wanna play with Lixie, jagi?”

You nod, Felix does an adorable little clap of his hands, and you’re on your way back towards the bedrooms. Once inside Felix’s room, Changbin sets you on the bed and crashes his lips to yours. Before you can pull him all the way onto the bed with you, he’s pulling back and straightening up.

Felix hops into the bed with you, hand trailing up your side. Every time he hits you with that deep voice you melt, and having him purr into your ear while laying in bed with him kicks it up a notch. “You look beautiful tonight. And seeing you with Binnie was… so hot.”

Heat rises on your cheeks. Felix doesn’t give you the chance to respond, though. He gives you a couple pecks before licking a stripe up your neck and giving you a little nibble.

“Lix.” Your gaze turns back to Changbin who has stripped his shirt off. All you can think about is how much you want to bite his pecs; you nearly miss his next words. His tone, however, has you focused and clenching your thighs together. “Undress her, now. I want to see all of her.”

Felix moves immediately, grabbing the hem of your dress and pulling it up over your head. Your bra is still sitting over in Chan’s room, so you’re left in just your panties. He presses a kiss to your hip as he tucks his fingers into the waistband and pulls them off. Before tossing them on the ground, Felix brings them up to his face and smells them. He smiles up at Changbin brightly. “They’re so wet, hyung. Can I taste her?”

“Yeah, Lixie, make her feel good.” He turns his hungry gaze back to yours. “Open up for him, baby.”

You spread your legs wide, bent at the knee. Felix coos and spreads your lips with his fingers. You’ve never felt so exposed and you’re exhilarated when you take in the looks on both of their faces. If you thought Changbin looked hungry before, he looks ravenous now.

In the next moment, Felix is dragging the flat of his tongue through your folds. He flicks over your clit a few times before plunging into your center. Felix feasts, his long tongue exploring every bit of you, and Changbin finally approaches you on the bed again. He kisses you briefly, his hands begin kneading your breasts. He pushes them together, bringing his mouth down to kiss and lick at each nipple in turn. You moan, one of your hands finds the nape of his neck while you thread the fingers of the other through Felix’s hair.

“Fuck, you’re so gorgeous.” Changbin meets your eyes again before interlacing his fingers with yours in Felix’s hair and pulling his head up so that he’ll refocus on your clit. His groan reverberates up through you, pleasure shooting up to where Changbin is pinching your nipple. “We’re going to treat you so well, right Lixie?”

Another hum from Felix sends another wave through you. Changbin’s head goes down to add a hickey to the collection on your chest, and you arch into his touch. Both men’s mouths and hands are ever moving, winding you up and up. When Felix slides a couple fingers in and starts sucking, you’re almost there, gasping and mewling. Before you can get there, Changbin reaches back to pull Felix’s head up again; this time you whimper at the loss of contact. He tugs at his hair again, and Felix is slipping his fingers out and crawling up your body, mouth and chin glistening. He kisses you deeply, you can taste yourself on his lips.

Going from so much to so little has you feeling desperate. When Felix moves from your mouth to your neck, you can’t help but whine. “Binnie, please.”

“Tell me what you need, jagi.” Changbin takes your hand and drags it down his body.

You let it drift the rest of the way down to cup his bulge. At the same time, you can feel Felix hard against your hip. You bite your lip and pump him through his pants while you consider. You don’t know what it is about these men, but you want to try something you’ve only done with toys so far.

“You. Both of you.”

Changbin hisses at the contact. “Both of us? We can do that. But I think I need you to spell it out for me to make sure we’re on the same page.”

You meet his eyes. “I think we are. I want to feel both of you inside me. Together. Please?”

His tone takes on that authoritative air again. “Lix. Strip and lay on your back.”

Felix is so obedient. In seconds, he’s naked and on the bed beside you, leaning over to kiss your shoulder. You turn to lightly run your fingers over his pretty cock. How is every inch of this man’s body so beautiful?

Changbin seems to read your mind as he slips out of his pants. “Isn’t he pretty like that? Why don’t you show him how good you are with your tongue now?”

You don’t have to be told twice. You’re up and on your knees nearly as fast as Felix undressed. You lick up his length, swirling your tongue around his head before sucking on it, hard. Felix groans out a ‘fuck.’ You make sure to keep your ass up as you start bobbing your head up and down. Changbin takes the opportunity to give you a light smack before sinking three fingers into your center. You moan around the cock in your mouth when he reaches around to rub your clit. He adds a fourth finger, and you choke on Felix’s cock. He works you until you’re panting and pushing back on his fingers, unable to concentrate on doing anything but holding Felix’s dick in your mouth.

“Alright, baby, it’s time to give you what you want.” Changbin pulls you up for another kiss while he shifts your body so you face Felix's feet. He has Felix shift up the bed and prop himself up on a couple pillows while grabbing a bottle of lube from the nightstand. He takes your hand and squirts some in it before putting some in his own hand. “Get Lix ready for you.”

You coat Felix’s length while Changbin does the same to his own. At Changbin’s urging, you shift to a squat over Felix and sink down. You bounce a couple times before shifting your legs forward and leaning back against Felix’s chest. The man beneath you is running his hands over your body and kissing your shoulder and neck, thrusting up into you. One at a time, Changbin drapes your legs over Felix’s, opening you up wide. He positions himself between your legs and brings his thumb to your clit. “It’s going to be tight. You sure you’re ready?”

“Yes, please, Changbin,” you all but beg.

He brings a hand to Felix’s hip. “Try not to move for now, Lix.”

Felix’s ‘yes sir’ rumbles through his chest into your back. Changbin starts by working a couple fingers in; Felix squirms beneath you, and you’re both breathing heavily. Once he’s satisfied, Changbin withdraws his hand and positions himself at your entrance. He slowly works himself inside. You feel incredibly full. Felix is murmuring behind you, but all you can focus on is the sensation. And then he starts to move.

You feel Felix’s teeth latch onto your shoulder as he starts to move as well. Changbin is pressing open mouthed kisses to your neck as he thrusts slowly and deliberately. It’s almost overwhelming. You’re squeezing Felix’s hand in yours, the nails of your other hand digging into Changbin’s back. There’s no way the cacophony of your joining isn’t reaching the rest of the apartment, and you can’t help but feel even more turned on knowing that whoever remained after the movie can hear just how amazing they’re making you feel.

Your body is tensing; you’re so close. Felix is there with you, the hand on your hip is likely leaving bruises. He’s gasping. “Fu-fuck, Bin. Can.. can I.. c-?”

“Fuck, yes,” Changbin growls. “Good boy, Lixie. Come for me.”

Between Felix’s increased fervor and Changbin’s words, you’re pushed right over the edge. Felix comes with you, and Changbin increases his pace, trying to join you. Your orgasm hits you so hard that tears are streaming down your face; you’re seconds from just going limp when Changbin comes with a curse.

The three of you lay there for a couple minutes before anyone has the strength to move. Changbin pulls out and grabs the tissues and wet wipes before lifting you off of Felix, who looks completely blissed out. Changbin cleans you both up and brings you a water bottle. The three of you cuddle for a while, chatting and kissing. Changbin periodically massages your arms, legs, and backs.

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Eventually, there’s a knock at the door. You hear Chan’s voice through the door. “I don’t want to interrupt, but it looks like your mom is calling.”

He’s clearly talking to you. You crawl over Felix and grab your dress off the floor on your way to the door. “I’m coming!” You hold the dress to your chest, not actually covering much as you open the door and take your phone. “Thanks, Channie.”

Chan is blushing immediately as if he didn’t have you naked and under him this morning. As you answer, you notice the time and groan. It’s later than you realized. Chan stays by your side while you talk, probably noticing that you’re not the most steady on your feet. Your mom is checking when you’re gonna be home since you’ve been out all day. You don’t want to overstay your welcome, but with the three men listening to your side of the conversation, you don’t want to say anything definitive. Ultimately, you tell her that you wanna stick around for a while longer, but you’ll text her with an update in a bit.

Chan turns back to face you and gestures back to the living room where you can hear the tv. “I know you’ve already had… quite a day, but we’ve decided to turn this into a marathon, if you wanna stay for a while.” He rubs at the back of his neck. “You could even spend the night, if you get too tired to head home.”

You smirk at him. “Inviting me to stay the night already? Guess you didn’t get enough this morning.”

He backtracks immediately, looking embarrassed. “I mean, you could take one of our beds, I wouldn’t expect you to –”

You cut him off with a laugh. “I’m just kidding Chan. I really appreciate the offer. How about we do another movie, and I’ll think about it?” You don’t really need to think about it. Your time in Korea is limited, and you want to get as much of these men as you can get. You pull your dress on and call back into the room, “do you guys wanna watch another movie?”

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To be continued... Read Part IV here.

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