#i keep thinking about mxm and that gives me feelings

[biteyoubiteme]

i keep thinking about a snowy winter with yeonkai, fireplace, cozy patterned rugs and blankets, christmas themed mugs filled with hot chocolate and marshmallows, baking christmas cookies (but icing and flour ends up all over the kitchen), matching pajamas!!

i am stressed with school and this scenario is calming me down. it seemed cute and i wanted to share it with my fav writer 💗

cozy holiday sfw yeonkai x reader thoughts

warnings: sfw, throuple/poly, established relationship, no mxm, just cozy christmas/holiday vibes.

wc: 0.4k

an: stop you're the sweetest omg and I hope you get a good rest in with any upcoming breaks you have. I swear you could hear me just turning on the chirstmas music today- I love your cozy yeonkai thoughts and I hope you like this <333 [m.list]

It's the coziest time of the year for your shared apartment. Pulling out the accumulated Christmas decorations the three of you have collected over the years of spending the holiday together. Planning out exactly what Christmas pajamas the three of you will order, knowing that yeonjun in particular loves to wear the pants year round to bed so the decision is very serious. 

The three of you mutually agree to try and go as long as you can without turning the heater on fully, keeping it just warm enough so that you won't freeze but you won't feel smothered in heat when the fireplace is burning. But it's mostly an excuse to cuddle, “I'm so cold,” yeonjun will pout even sitting right on the floor next to the heat, arms open and waiting for you. The bed and couch decked out in all the holiday throw pillows and blankets. Wrapping up together under them, sandwiched between the two of them in bed, warming up cold feet under your flannel sheets. 

Every year you three buy a gingerbread house and struggle to put it together, frosting-covered fingerprints decorating all of your cheeks, and tips of your noses. Warmed hot chocolate dotted with little marshmallows, passed around every time you three sit to watch silly holiday movies on the tv. Playing classics and the cheesy hallmark movies that huening says he doesn't like but always finds himself smiling over. “He was a prince the whole time!” “Kai this is basically the same plot as the last one. How did you not see it coming?” “I was distracted by the cute romance,” 

The three of you trying to bake cookies, a tradition you uphold to give them out to your friends. And one batch is always somehow burned and needs to be redone after you all get distracted. But it's hard to listen to the timer when you're singing Christmas songs, dancing around the kitchen in your socked feet, slipping on the spilled flour that somehow got everywhere. Giggling when you pull out the forgotten sheet pan to see that the dough had spread your little sugar cookie people into burnt-edged blobs. 

Decorating the cookies that turned out well, Kai and yeonjun always make cookies of each other and ask you to judge who did better. Sprinkles are just everywhere by the end of the night. Yeonjun always swipes his frosting covered thumb over your bottom lip just to say, “Oh you've got a little something right there, let me get it for you,” kissing away sweetness. Kai smiles so wide when you dot every freckle on his face with a spot of frosting just to kiss it all away.

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[rvros]

I have so many normal feelings

I feel sick

[gladiatorcunt]

🍒🍦 ⸺ ᳂ cherry vanilla dr. pepper !!!

cw: afab reader, voyeurism, tashi and you make out while you get pounded, weird amalgamation of dehumanization/objectification/pet play, subby!art coded, spit roasting at the end, slight overstimulation, bizarre orgy vibes, mean dom!tashi to everyone but you <3, implied breeding/creampie kink, canon typical mind games, tashi sits in the cuck chair /j, implied romantic feelings but no mention of established romantic relationships, slight mxm, clit stimulation, one use of “mommy”

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“Round 4 will be the last one, alright? Get ready, baby.”

You take deep breaths, clutching onto Patrick’s wrist. You lock eyes with Tashi, feeling syrupy sweet deep in your gut. She grins and unbuttons the top buttons of her shirt, leaving you three to your own devices for now.

The stretch of Patrick’s cock stings and burns a little but Art nipping at your hip bones helps distract you. Patrick pants against the nape of your neck, you feel so divinely tight he thinks he’s died and gone to heaven.

He keeps his voice low so Tashi can’t hear him, “Fuck-you feel incredible, i’d kill for this pussy, you know that.”

“Hook your arm around their neck, good boy.” Tashi instructs Patrick, leaning back in the hotel chair and palming her pussy at the sight in front of her.

“Yes, ma’am.” He swiftly calls back, acting like he hadn’t said anything to you at all.

Patrick has you in a headlock, pummeling his cock in and out of your pussy with reckless abandon. Art is beneath the two of you, suckling on your clit like it’s a nipple he’s trying to get milk out of. He licks where you’re stretched around Patrick, drawing groans from you both and a chuckle from Tashi.

“Be a good dog and lap them up, okay? I’d hate to have to take away your toy privileges.” She sneers, sliding her damp underwear to the side and stroking her slit.

The “toy” in the equation isn't you.

You’re dead to the world, eyes bulging out of their sockets and nails trying to rip the white sheet to shreds. Your head and tits rock back and forth with Patrick’s thrusts, already on the brink of your fourth orgasm. You try to scream that you can’t take anymore, but you wanna make Tashi proud so you shut up.

“ ‘s so good…” Art hums into your mound, pecking little kisses onto it here and there.

His sounds are muffled but the vibrations send your eyes to the back of your head. The chair in the corner of the room creaks as Tashi gets up, and the second you lift your head and open your eyes, she’s smiling down at you with all the warmth she doesn’t give the men pleasing you. This isn’t about them, it never was.

“Patrick’s so big, Tashi-he’s unggggh-he’s gonna kill me!” You whine, desperately pawing at her clothed breasts.

She coos and pulls her blouse up, bringing your hands to cup her tits and keeping them there, “Baby you know he’s not, this pussy can take a beating. I’d only give you the best toys.”

You nod wordlessly, pouting your lips. She gets the message and claims your lips in a searing kiss, luxuriating in the slick slide of your lips. She loves to make it messy, getting spit all over your mouths and letting it drip on the bed.

Art mewls and flicks your clit, trying to get your attention. You feel bad and try to pull away from Tashi, but she yanks you back into the kiss and bites your lip as a punishment. You hiccup into her mouth, startled when Patrick starts jackhammering into you.

Tashi typically has them alternate, but Art prefere to bury his face between your thighs and Patricks likes to play with fire by cumming inside your sore cunt. He doesn’t speak as much as Art does, but sometimes he holds Tashi stare as you two make out. They’ll have to retire from Tashi’s “employment” eventually, and they’ll be taking you with them when they do. All games of keep away end.

Patrick traces letters and shapes on the glistening skin of your sweaty back, sloppy hearts and ‘ I - L - O - V - E - Y - O - U ‘ s.

You gasp and wrench yourself back to breathe. Art flattens his tongue and licks broad stripes over your labia. He nuzzles his nose into you, stopping to pant and take in your smell. He may be delusional, but he’s convinced that every part of you is so sweet. He honest to God can’t get enough, he’d lie in a puddle at your feet if you wanted him too.

Sometimes you feel torn when you fall into bed with your lovers. You’re too soft to be like Tashi, but that exact softness is exactly why you can’t handle being away from her for too long. Maybe you’ve fallen under her spell just like all the rest, but she puts her career on the line to prove how special you are.

Patrick pulls you up to rest your back against your chest. You let your head fall onto his shoulder and you moan when he adjusts the angle of his thrusts to rub against your cervix repeatedly. He wasn’t like this when the evening started, Patrick only roughens you up when you’ve been thoroughly run through and can take it with a dopey smile and glazed eyes.

“Keep going, it’s okay- want it-want you.” You cry out to Patrick, reaching down to caress his hip.

He smiles and licks your cheek, complying with your request.

Art grins up at you with his eyes, mouthing ‘That’s my angel, only for us.’ into the flesh of your inner thigh. He moves to Patrick balls and takes them into his mouth, bobbing them up and down with his tongue. Patrick moans as Art laves his balls in saliva. Art lets them fall out of his mouth, curling his tongue around the inches peeking out of your pussy and hollowing his cheeks out.

“Shit! Stop, ‘m gonna cum!” Patrick hisses through his teeth.

He either empties another load into you or he just refuses to cum if your pussy’s not available, period.

“They’re so hungry for it, aren’t they? Well, can he? Can our dog cum inside you, baby?” Tashi tsks, cupping your cheeks and bringing your attention back to her.

“Yes, yes, yes! He can cum inside-please let him cum inside mommy-i need it so bad-wanna be stuffed full with it!” You whimper and arch your back, jutting your tits out.

Tashi laughs and leans down to suck one of your pert nipples into her mouth, bouncing your other breast in her hand. Tears spill from your waterline down to her freshly manicured nails. Art has since gone back to sucking the life out of your clit, and the little wink he sends you doesn’t help you hold back your impending orgasm.

Patrick thrusts a few more times and then you’re cumming in sync. You go brain dead and your body locks up in his arms. You’re out of it for a good few minutes, and when you have full awareness again you see Art kneeling in front of you. He holds his dick out for you to gawk at, slowly pumping himself for your amusement.

Patrick hasn’t pulled out of your pussy but he doesn’t fuck you again, he jostles his hips to find the most comfortable position for his softening cock to plug you up.

“Thank you, sweetheart.” He huffs and pushes you back down on all fours.

“You need your mouth taken care of too.” Art whines and squeezes his cock around the base, beckoning you closer with a ‘come hither’ gesture.

Said man is tenderly and carefully bundling up your hair in his arm and casting it aside, giving him ample space on your back to pet. He rubs the pink tip of his cock along your jawline, he gives you a fresh coat of lip gloss via his precum as he slaps your plump lips with his cockhead.

“It’s kinda like sucking off a dildo attached to a mirror, don’t think too hard about it.” Tashi tells you, crouching down to suck the small divot in your back.

She sits back in the cheap black hotel chair, shrugging her blouse off and pinching her nipples.

You moan at the first taste of Art’s cock, longer than Patrick’s but with less heft to it. You peer out of the corner of your eye to see if Tashi’s still watching, and you feel silly when you realize that she always is.

“Doing good, baby, keep it up.”

But that’s the thing, they’re all watching you now. It’s not hard to be a pathetic bottom that needs to be coddled and tended to at all times. It’s never difficult to stroke the fire in someone’s ego, you’ve had an easier job of that than anything else.

You saw them all together on the court, you were there for lessons that didn’t work out. Who knows how long ago, it feels like a lifetime, but all it took was one look to recognize what was destined to be yours. You couldn’t give less of a fuck about Tennis in actuality, but you sure do love the players.

They all have hearts in their eyes as they watch you. Art with his dick deep down your throat, his legs are trembling as he tries to stop himself from fucking your face. Patrick, still making a forever home for himself in your guts, his eyes are so dark you have to repress a shiver. And Tashi, knuckles deep in her pussy, finger fucking herself to the pretty little show her baby puts on with their toys.

When the boys are asleep, you’ll bounce on her ribbed strap until you shatter all over again.

Now, Is it cheating to win a game when people don’t realize that you're playing?

- faetreides 2024. do not repost, translate, or put my works into ai

[menagerofmischief]

hi! could i place an order for olives and cheese and a hot appetizer. i'd also like fish tacos, veggie burger, and hot dog. then for the drinks, could i get ice tea, champagne, and an espresso (fem dom reader if you’re okay with that). i don't need dessert but if you want to add it that's okay! and for the servers i’d like charles leclerc and max verstappen. p.s my fav track is spa

Dia's Diner Menu / Masterlist

olives and cheese friends to lovers hot appetizer sweet sex fish tacos "Just lie back and let me take care of you" veggie burger "Feel how hard you make me" hot dog "Thought about you while touching myself. The real thing is much better" ice tea oral champagne threesome espresso dom/sub (dom!reader) light dessert some aftercare + moussaka "You look your best covered in my cum"

boyfriend!Max Verstapen x girlfriend!reader x bsf!Charles Leclerc

TW: oral (m!receiving/f!receiving), face sitting, vaginal fingering, anal fingering, PiV, PiA, threesome mmf, charles gets used (sexually), switch!max, dom!reader, sub!charles, MxM action, degradation, praise, semi public sex (car), inappropriate elevator behaviour, unprotected sex x2, cumming inside, cumming on someone, no real plot mostly just porn, also smut straight under the cut

WC: 3.2k

A/N: this is like filthy filthy - I got started and I couldn't stop. also, in this fic reader and max are dating and charles is their best friend.

request more lestappen x reader pls ...

“Fuck,” I say, my voice laced with a laugh as I look down at the man in front of me. “Is that what you wanted?”

Max whines, his eyes glassy as he desperately tries to thrust up into my hand despite me pushing his hips down. I laugh at him, finally bringing my hand back down to his hard dick, wrapping it around him and giving him a few strokes, running my thumb across the slit which had him moaning.

“I think I asked you a question?” I say, gripping his length just a bit harder. “Is that what you’ve been thinking about, you little whore? Bringing your best friend into our bed.”

“Yes,” Max moans, catching his bottom lip between his teeth, his cheeks flushed and chest raising and falling with each desperate breath he takes. “Yes, fuck, I can’t stop thinking about it. Since -”

He cuts himself off with a loud whine, his head falling backwards when I lean down and wrap my lips around his tip, circling it with my tongue. I pull back, a string of saliva still connecting me to him and lay a slap against his thigh. “Didn’t tell you to stop talking.”

I kitten lick his tip before placing kisses down his length lower and lower until I’m finally running my tongue along his balls.

Max moans loudly and I can feel his thighs tense as he tries to keep himself from thrusting his body upwards. I look up at him through my eyelashes, the massage clear in my eyes. Keep talking.

“A, fuck fuck … a few days ago when you were walking with him from Ferrari to RedBull, and he had his arm on your back and you were laughing at something he said.” Max’s hand goes to my hair, his fingers tangling into the strands but he doesn’t pull, just holds my hair as I keep working my mouth on his cock. “You two looked so hot together - can’t help it!”

“Oh baby,” I cooed, pulling away and wrapping one of my hands around him instead. “You saw us talking together and suddenly all you can think about is a threesome. You desperate dirty whore.”

“He wants it too,” Max babbled, his eyes rolling back from pleasure. “I’ve seen the way he looks at you.”

“And I’ve seen the way you look at him,” I shot back, speeding up the movement of my hand. “Let me tell you something Maxie, I would be more than happy to have a threesome with Charles but if you want it that bad, you’re the one who has to do something about it. Does that work for you?”

“Yes, yes!” He said, his voice desperate. “I’ll do it, swear! I’ll ask him!” Max whined, his abdomen tensing and I could tell that he was close. “I’m gonna cum! Please let me cum!”

“Cum,” I said before leaning down and taking all of him into my mouth, gagging a little when I felt his tip rub against the back of my throat. It only took a few bobs of my head and Max was cumming, shooting his load down my throat, moaning like a whore.

✿ ✿ ✿

It’s a few days later, the conversation just barely lingering in the back of my mind, that something happens. 

We’re on our way back from a grid get together, just something for the drivers and the WAG’s. All three of us, Max, Charles and me. Max was sitting in the front, his eyes focused on the road, and I was in the back with Charles, deciding to keep him company rather than let him sit in the back alone. That was possibly a bad move on my side.

It was a logical thing, to offer to drive Charles back, seeing as we lived in the same building and it was too late for him to bike back home. That didn’t mean that the situation in the car was comfortable - in fact, the tension was so thick it felt suffocating, even with the windows rolled down and the wind running through my hair as Max sped down the streets of Monaco.

It was quiet, not even the radio playing, which probably contributed to the tension. I was about to open my mouth, say something, say anything really as the silence was becoming unbearable.

But instead the only thing that came out of my mouth was a gasp. A gasp, as Charles put his hand on my naked thigh, where my dress had ridden up, his thumb rubbing circles into my skin. A gasp, as my eyes met Max’s in the rear-view mirror, his eyes scrunched up letting me know he was smirking.

This was planned.

This was discussed.

Between the two of them. 

I had told Max that if he wanted a threesome with Charles he was going to be the one to discuss it with him. Apparently he had - and I wasn’t about to complain.

I looked over to Charles, a hint of hesitation still visible in his eyes. “Well,” I said, my voice finally breaking the silence we had fallen into. “Are you gonna keep your hand there or are you gonna be a good boy and do something?”

Charles’s eyes widened, his pupils dilating and his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed his spit. 

I could hear Max laugh from the front of the car. “Go on Charles,” he said, his voice holding a teasing tone. “I’ll even give you a challenge. Make her cum before we reach the building.”

I can’t help the amused laugh that escapes me. While more often than not when we were having sex Max was leaning onto the much more submissive side he did enjoy taking control from time to time. Seems like Charles was going to get the privilege of seeing one of those times. 

Charles doesn’t need to be told twice, his hand moving up my thigh and slipping underneath my dress. His breath hitches when his fingers brush directly against my slit, my arousal coating his fingers.

His eyes meet mine and as we pass under one of the street lights I can see how flushed his cheeks had gotten. “Panties didn’t do with the dress,” I said, licking my lips. I thought about it for a second before leaning forward and kissing him, gently pulling on his bottom lip with my teeth.

Charles whines into the kiss and finally his fingers brush over my clit and I let out a satisfied hum. He runs his fingers through my folds a few times, coating them in my wetness before slowly pushing one inside of me.

He thrusts it into me a few times before getting more comfortable and adding another finger in. “Oh there we go Charlie,” I say, my voice slightly breathless. “Feels so good, baby, keep going.”

I can see his eyes light up at the praise and the movement of his fingers starts to speed up  His fingers curl each time he pushed them back inside, rubbing just right against my most sensitive spot and he brings his thumb down to my clit, flicking it in time to match the thrusts of his fingers.

He works fast, he’s desperate and soon enough he’s bringing me to the edge of an orgasm. Looking to the front I can see Max is holding the wheel with only one hand and rather obviously palming himself through his jeans with the other. Maybe I’d be doing that while driving but he is a 3 times racing world champion so it doesn’t really matter.

I moan, feeling the pressure and burning in my stomach and grab onto Charles’s arm to steady myself and keep his hand there. “You’re gonna me cum, Charlie,” I say, my voice cracking. “Keep going!”

It’s only a few more thrusts of his fingers and flicks of my clit and I’m cumming, my orgasm coating his fingers. 

Charles pulls his fingers out, glistening with the remains of my arousal and orgasm, and without any hesitation pops them into his mouth. He sucks on his fingers, leaking them clean and moaning at the taste.

“You taste so good, cheri.” He says, his voice breathy. “Better than I imagined. I thought about you while touching myself,” he admits, leaning forward and placing kisses along my collarbones. “The real thing is much better.”

Max groans from the front and I’m about to reach forward and palm Charles over his jeans when the car pulls up into the garage. 

“Ride’s over, boys.” I said, a small smirk on my lips. “Come on, we’re going up to our apartment.”

It’s a wonder we even make it to the elevator, thankfully empty, before their hands are all over me. As soon as the elevator doors close Max is pulling me forward, his lips pressing against mine roughly and his hand slipping between my thighs to run his fingers over my pussy.

Charles is behind me, his hands groping my tits, lips pressed against my neck as he grinds his hard cock into my ass.

“You feel that, cheri?” Charles asks, his accent thick. He pushes his hips forward, his dick rubbing against my ass. “Feel how hard you make me?”

I pull away from Max and turn around to face Charles with a hum, Grabbing onto his shirt I pull him down enough to kiss him. He groans into the kiss but I am soon pulling back and stepping away, moving to stand behind Max, my hands running over his chest.

It’s silent for a moment, the elevator filled with the sound of heavy breathing as the two of them look at each other. And then something snaps and Charles surged forward, both of his hands cupping Max’s face as he smashes his lips against Max’s.

I had to admit it, seeing the two of them kiss was even more attractive than I thought it was going to be. They pulled away just as the elevator dinged before the doors slid open on our floor.

All three of us rushed out and down the hallway, Max fumbling with the keys before opening the front door and then kicking it closed once we were all inside. As soon as the door is closed we waste no time, immediately moving to the bedroom.

I start unbuttoning Charles’s shirt, my fingers moving along every inch of his revealed skin while Max unzips my dress from behind me and pulls it off my body, leaving me only in my bra.  

I finally push Charles’s shirt off and hear shuffling behind me, letting me know Max is taking off his clothes. Charles makes quick work of his pants and then reaches forward, his arms going around me, fingers hooking under my bra and opening it.

Max presses his chest against my back, his dick sliding between my bare thighs, his tip catching against my clit causing me to let out a little moan. Charles takes my bra off and immediately he’s leaning down, running his tongue along the skin of tit before wrapping his lips around my nipple and sucking while his fingers toy with the other one. 

I can feel Max move away because the feel of him between my legs is gone. He moves to the other side of the room, pulling out an all too familiar box of toys and rummaging through it before he pulls out a bottle of lube.

I catch his eye and give him a smirk and silently we agree how the rest of the night is going to be going.

I push my hand into Charles’s hair, wrapping it around his locks and pulling his head back. He whines, his lips slightly swollen and glazed with saliva, his eyes meet mine. I let go of his hair and cup his cheek, running my thumb over his skin. 

“You’re so pretty, baby.” I say, gently pushing against his stomach with one hand to guide him back towards the bed. His knees hit the edge of the bed and I push him down, a smile on my lips. “Just lie back and let us take care of you, pretty boy.”

“Please,” Charles whines, and obediently moves himself up along the bed, settling down into the mattress once his head is resting on a pillow.

I crawl up to him, straddling his chest and can feel his abs rubbing against my clit. “Now Charlie,” I said, my fingers ghosting over his chest. “Max is going to finger you pretty ass and then when he’s stretched you he’s going to fuck your ass while I ride your cock. Does that sound okay baby?”

Charles whined, his bottom lip caught between his teeth and he nodded his head desperately, his hands gripping my waist. “Yes please! Please -”

I could hear the bottle cap opening and liquid squirting and then Charles moaned and I knew Max had started touching him. 

Charles’s hands grip my waist, his blunt nails digging into my skin as Max works him open. Behind me I can hear Max laugh, his voice ringing against the walls of the bedroom. “You should see how well he’s taking it. Like a proper slut.”

“Fuck, Y/n,” Charles moans, making me look down at him with a curious look. “Need to taste you, need it.” He babbles through moans, “Sit on my face. Please, ride my face.”

I don’t even think it through, too turned on to even entertain the possibility of declining, and why would I want to decline. I move up and turn around so I’m facing down Charles’s body and looking at Max, before lovering my hips down to Charles’s face.

His nose nudges against my clit, pulling a breathy moan from me as he starts thrusting his tongue into my hole, eating me like a man starved. I help him out a bit by moving my hips slightly, rubbing my clit onto his nose.

“How’s it going Max?” I ask, my voice teasing.

He smiles in reply, two of his fingers buried into Charle’s asshole and he’s thrusting them in. “Going good, schat.” He replies, leaning forward over Charles’s body to kiss me. 

I can feel another orgasm approaching me and so can Charles because he wraps his lips around my clit, his tongue flicking the bundle of nerves and shoves two fingers inside of me, curling them right into my G-spot.

I come with a loud moan, my thighs closing around his head. After taking a moment to calm down from my orgasm I move myself off his face just as Max removes his fingers. 

“I think he’s ready,” Max says, already pouring lube on his dick. I move forward, squirting some lube onto my own hand before stroking Max with it, helping him lube his dick. “You ready, Charles?”

“Yes,” Charles says. His voice sounds slightly broken, a bit hoarse. “Fuck me. Both of you fuck me. Please.”

I wait for Max to push his cock in first. He’s hissing as he pushes the cockhead in and then the rest of his length. Charles is moaning in pleasure when Max finally bottoms out, lodged balls deep inside of him.

I straddle Charles again, I’m facing him with my back turned to Max. Max rubs my shoulder with one hand, leaning forward enough for his lips to brush the shell of my ear when he speaks. “I’ll hold his cock, you sink down.”

My mouth drops open as Max guides the tip of Charles’s dick to my opening, a breathy moan falling past my lips as I begin to sink down on his cock. 

Charles is moaning so loud I’m sure there will be several noise complaints the next morning but I can’t bring myself to care. Not when he feels so good inside of me. 

“Ready, schat?”

“Ready, Max.”

Max and I start moving at the same time. I’m lifting my hips up halfway up Charles’s dick before lowering myself back down and behind me Max is thrusting into his hole.

Already sensitive from my previous orgasms I find myself quickly approaching another one. I can tell Charles is close too, his dick twitching inside of me. His cheeks are redder than his car, his eyes filled with tears.

I lean forward gently pressing my lips to his. “You gonna cum, pretty boy?” I ask, my lips brushing against his with every word. “Gonna be a good boy and cum for me?”

“Yes! Ah! Cumming!”

And that’s all he manages to say  before he’s shooting ropes of cum into me, filling me with his warm cum. I clench around his dick, my own orgasm washing over me, making me close my eyes and throw my head back, a moan caught in the back of my throat.

Charles whines and I don’t even realize it’s because Max pulled out until Max is kneeling on the bed next to me. His eyes find mine and he gives me a desperate look, pleas rolling off his tongue.

I move my hand down, wrapping it around his dick and start jerking him off. It only takes a few strokes and he’s cumming, shooting his load across Charles’s chest and covering him in his cum.

Max pants, trying to catch his breath, his chin resting on my shoulder. “Fucking hell, Leclerc.” He says, slightly out of breath. “You always look hot but damnit, you look your best covered in my cum.”

Charles hides his blushing face into his hands, mumbling out a muffled thank you. Max smiles before getting up and going over to the bathroom to get a towel while I make my way over to the kitchen for some water.

After making it back to bed just in time to see Max finish cleaning Charles up he gently spreads my legs open as well, wiping the cum from my pussy. I pass him one glass of water while offering the other to Charles.

“Here, Charlie, drink some water.” I say, knowing he’s probably too out of it to actually make a move for the glass, I bring to his lips. He drinks about half the glass until he decides he’s done and I put it down on the floor next to the bed.

Finally he snaps out of his trance, his eyes focusing on me and Max. When he speaks, the insecurity is unmistakable in his voice. “Should I get going?” He asks, his voice cracking. “I know you guys are probably tired. Just give me a minute, I’m not sure my legs are working properly.”

Max and I share a look, both of us shaking our heads.

“You don’t have to leave, Charles.” Max says, “We’d love to have you stay.”

Charles looks over to me, his eyes giving away just how vulnerable he’s feeling in the moment. I smile gently at him and nod my head, and he lets out a breath, his shoulders slumping.

“I’d love to stay,” he admits, his voice barely above a whisper.

Max and I smile at him before moving on either side of him and laying down, quickly melting into the bed. We fall asleep as one big cuddle pile.

[all-about-kyu]

Summary: Your two best friends come by to help make you feel better… you hadn’t thought about your impending heat. Pairing: Alaskan Malamute!Mingi x Netherland Dwarf Rabbit (fem)!Reader x Bernese Mountain Dog!Yunho Tropes: hybrid au, friends to lovers au, abo au Genre: smut Rating: R 18+ Warnings: language, hybrids, pet names, small emotional breakdown, implied mxm Smut Warnings: heat/rut sex, unprotected sex, breeding kink, biting kink, knotting, dirty talk, praise kink, size kink, nipple play, clitoral stimulation, multiple orgasms, oral (m receive), implied cockwarming, somnophilia, predator-prey play Word Count: 3,280 Note: Happy Halloween enjoy some hybrid smut!! Thank you to @wooahaeproductions for beta reading this!! suffer with me tag  🐾 @kwanisms @pyeonghongrie @mejuii

You toss your phone back down on your bed and try to will your headache away. You’re not sure what caused it, but you know you want it gone. At some point, you start to drift off into a space between awake and asleep. Although it doesn’t help much, it does allow you a bit of relief. The only thing keeping you conscious right now is the rather sensitive state of your small tan ears.  Each time a bit of your hair brushes them the wrong way or your pillows rest against them oddly, you find yourself tossing again to try to remedy the uncomfortable feeling. Everything is loud too. Each sound resonates about ten times louder than it should. The cars driving outside your apartment complex are revving too loud, and the music’s base is too heavy. Your neighbor’s newborn seems to be screaming every other second. Why they’re so sensitive today, you have no idea. 

Yunho and Mingi are the best friends you could ever ask for. Not many friends would go out of their way to get you fresh food and prepare it for you just because of a headache. Even better, they don’t need you to come open the door for them. At first, your other prey hybrid friends thought you were insane for giving not one, but two predator hybrids the code to your home. If you didn’t trust them, they wouldn’t have the code. You do, though.

You smell and hear them before you can see them. The moment they’re outside your apartment door, you can smell Yunho’s comforting pine scent intertwining with Mingi’s soothing Spruce scent. Something about their scents together always makes you feel warm and safe. As soon as you smell them, you hear one of them typing in the code while Mingi laughs at something Yunho has said. You decide to go greet them despite your blaring headache. Pulling on one of the severely too-big hoodies you stole from Yunho, you trudge your way out to the living room.

“There’s our little fuzzy-” Mingi stops mid-sentence.

You don’t respond to them. You walk straight forward and wrap your arms around Yunho’s waist. Due to how much smaller you are than both of them, you also hide your face in his chest, completely enveloping yourself in his pine scent. There’s a hint of pure dark chocolate under the pine, but you’re so out of it at the moment that you don’t think too deeply about it. 

“Bun, are you okay?” Yunho adds, “You, um… your scent is a bit…”

“I feel like shit.” You whine.

You can’t see it, but Yunho nods toward your calendar, telling Mingi to go check it. Mingi’s eyes widen, and he looks back at the Bernese hybrid. You smell both Yunho and Mingi’s scents spike sharp. When you pull your face away from Yunho’s chest, you see him already looking down at you. His eyes are focused and unfocused at the same time. His pupils practically swallow his irises. The bunny in you makes your nose start twitching. You’re not afraid of him. You’re just a bit lost as to why he’s looking at you like that. When you try to turn to face where Mingi is standing, Yunho growls genuinely and pins his ears back.

“Yunho, let her go. We should leave the fruit and-” Mingi tries to reason, though his tone betrays him.

“You know damn well we aren’t letting this cute little bunny be all alone right now.” Yunho responds, eyes fixated on you still. “Bun, why did you let us come here when your heat is supposed to come any hour now.”

“I- um, I’ve been busy with work and-” You take a deep breath, hoping to calm yourself. “You know I’ve been busy with work… I forgot it was supposed to come today.”

You hear Mingi moving back over, practically pinning you between the two large dog hybrids. Even if you didn’t hear him move, you can feel Mingi’s body heat radiating onto you. It only serves to make you feel even hotter.

“Fuzzy, if you don’t want us to be here, tell us to leave.”

You don’t respond for a few moments. The words you so desperately need right now seem to be nowhere. The hood of Yunho’s hoodie falls off your head, exposing your small, tan rabbit ears that are pressed against the top of your head. Mingi places a hand on the top of your head, fingers slotting around your ears, making your head tip back further. You see his black and white Malamute ears peaking out from his messy fire orange and blonde hair. He seems a bit more relaxed than Yunho, who currently has a death grip on your waist. There’s the telltale sign of his sharpened spruce scent with a tinge of winter air to it. He’s far from calm right now.

“Don’t go.” You nearly whimper.

That’s all it takes for the Malamute hybrid to let out a low growl and practically attack you with a heated kiss. At first, you think about how uncomfortable it must be for him to bend so far forward to kiss you. Both dog hybrids’ scent completely surrounds you. It’s like a skin-tight cloak. You never want to escape it. Your lips are glossy with spit and puffy from how Mingi kissed you by the time he pulled away. You know you’re lost in your heat.  Your head feels foggy, and all you can think about is needing to get bred. Now. Yunho practically forces your head back toward his direction. Due to his height, he has to practically bend himself in half to kiss you, just like Mingi had to. 

“Should we take you to your room, little bunny?” Yunho growls into the kiss. 

“Alpha,” you whine, eyebrows furrowing together. 

Yunho lets out another low growl before you’re suddenly not in his arms. Mingi has taken it upon himself to take you into his instead and carry you away. You let your lips latch onto his throat, right against his primary scent gland. You catch a brief look at his fluffy black and white tail. It’s wagging in appreciation, but you know he’s far too influenced by your heat pheromones to notice it. As you nip at his skin lightly, you notice the heat radiating from Yunho, who’s hot on your trail. Before you even make it to your bedroom, Mingi pins you to the wall beside the door. Your feet are nowhere near the ground, so you opt to keep your legs wrapped around his waist. You go to speak, but the intensity of both their pheromones suddenly has your voice dying in your throat. All you can think to do is submit to them, ultimately baring your neck to them. 

“Such a good little bunny.” Mingi comments with a condescending tone, “You smell like fucking candied cherries. I can’t wait to get a bite.”

“Please.” You beg, “Bite me, fuck me, breed me full. I need you. Need both of you.” You ramble through the daze of your heat.

Neither of them responds. You’re so lost in your heat that you can only focus on their scents. They smell as if they’re just as in need of this as you are. Before you know it, you’re naked and spread out on your bed. Yunho is over you, grinding against your bare core. Mingi is beside you, giving attention to your chest. You’re dripping slick all over the bed and Yunho’s sweatpants. Mingi keeps whispering filthy nothings into your ear. You can’t make them out at the moment. 

Suddenly, Yunho’s body is off of yours, and you feel starkly cold compared to a few moments ago. You absolutely have a fever despite the sudden burst of cold, and you whine at the lack of contact. The Malamute hybrid happily takes his place. His lips litter small bites and kisses across your neck and chest. They wrap around your nipple, making you moan loudly. His teeth lightly tug at the sensitive peak, and you squirm at the feeling. Though, you don’t get far. Mingi has his hand pressed against your hip, keeping you in place.

“Mingi, you’re still half dressed. Move so I can fill our little cotton tail properly.” Yunho chuckles.

“Please, please, please.” You don’t know what you’re begging for exactly, but you need something.

Mingi moves a moment later. Just as you’re about to whine about the lack of contact again, you feel Yunho’s bare cock grinding against you’re soaked core.

“Do you need me to finger you open, Fuzzy?” he asks, rubbing his member between your pussy lips.

“No, just fuck me. Put a litter in me. Breed me, please, alpha. Need it, need it so bad.” 

You’re on the verge of tears, and despite Yunho’s rut haze, you find him wiping away a tear that did escape your eye. Seconds later, you feel him start to push his sizable member into you. Even with your heat, you find yourself struggling to take him. Inch by inch, he sinks into you. Slick gushes out of you, scenting the room with your sweet cherry scent mixed with Yunho’s pine and Mingi’s spruce. Your mouth falls open the moment he’s fully inside you.

“Fuzzy, do you think you can handle sucking me off while Yunho fucks you full?” Mingi asks, almost breathless.

You find yourself nodding and turning your head to the side. Mingi’s hard, leaking cock is already waiting for you. Leaning up slightly, you rest your head on his upper thigh, then take him in your mouth. His woodsy scent completely invades your nose, and it sends your eyes rolling back. Yunho presses his body weight against you and buries his face against the scent gland in your neck. You wrap one hand around the base of Mingi’s cock while the other threads through Yunho’s hair. You can feel his dark brown ears twitch at the contact.

“What if I claimed you right now, Bun?” He lets one of his canines graze against your scent gland, “You’d probably let me, wouldn’t you? Be my pretty little mate. Hang off my knot and give me a few pups?”

He only says it loud enough for you to hear it. Though, the way Mingi thrusts into your mouth, you aren’t sure Yunho had said it very quietly. You pull off of his cock a moment later to gasp for air.

“You’re so damn tiny compared to us. Do you really think you can handle getting knotted by both of us? You’re tiny little pussy can barely handle me as it is.” The Bernese hybrid teases.

“Yun,” You gasp when he gives a particularly hard thrust, “Please, fuck, please. Fuck me full, knot me!”

“Now, now, won’t you let me knot you too, Fuzzy?” Mingi practically growls.

You nod before taking him back in your mouth. His eyes darken when you give him wide lust-filled eyes. Yunho keeps spewing filthy words in your ear as he fucks you at a hard, rough pace. Each time Yunho thrusts into you, he forces you to take Mingi further into your mouth. There’s no physical way that you could take the entirety of Mingi in your mouth, so you take a break from sucking his cock and replace it with your hand to the best of your ability. You feel Yunho’s knot bump against your entrance with each thrust. All you can do is spread your legs further as if it’ll help you take his knot better.

“Fuck, Bun, I’m gonna cum. Do you want me to breed you? Fuck you full of a litter?” He questions through a groan. 

“Knot me, Yun,” you beg, tugging at his hair just behind his ears.

That’s all the permission he needs. A moment later, he cums deep inside you and pushes his knot into you. You have a momentary break in your heat only to immediately be sucked back into it when Mingi thrusts up into your hand. You can tell the Malamute hybrid isn’t far from cumming, so you take his tip back into your mouth and swirl your tongue around it. Mingi cums down your throat just as Yunho starts coming down from his high. 

“You didn’t cum yet, Bun,” he comments, reaching between your bodies to toy with your clit.

You grind against his knot. The feeling of him rubbing your clit mixed with grinding down on his cock sends you over the edge. You convulse under him and spout random unintelligible words. 

“Rest for a little, Fuzzy.” Mingi offers.

“But-”

“I’ll get to fuck you as soon as Yun’s knot goes down. Don’t worry about me,” he reminds you, “Take a little break while we have a break from our ruts.”

You rest for a few moments, Yunho’s knot still snug inside you. When you come back to, you’re no longer plugged up with Yunho’s knot. In fact, he’s not on you at all. Mingi is lapping at your pussy. You bury your hands in his long hair as if it’s second nature. His tail is lying up along his spine completely still. You know he’s either entranced in the moment or hyperfocused due to how still it is. 

“Min-” You interrupt yourself with a gasp.

“What did you just call me?” he growls.

“Alpha,” You whine, “Need your cock. Need your knot. Need-”

Mingi practically throws you to be face down ass up the moment the pleas leave your lips. Only then do you process Yunho beside you on the bed. He almost looks as if he’s unbothered. The tent in his new pair of clean sweats tells you otherwise. You’re about to reach for the elastic of the pants before you feel Mingi thrust into you in one fell swoop. A broken moan leaves your mouth at the intrusion. Any and all thoughts leave your mind as he immediately sets a bruising pace. Gripping onto Yunho’s thigh, you hope to keep any threads of sanity that remain.

“Pretty, tiny little bunny.” Mingi groans, “You gonna let me knot you too?”

“Alpha, please,” you whine, “Need your knot too.”

Yunho takes it upon himself to release his member again and slide closer to grant you what you want without asking. You’re more cockwarming him with your mouth than giving him a blow job, but either way, you see a smirk grow on his face. Had you been in any other setting, you’d want to smack that look off of his face. Now, though, it only makes you more desperate. 

Mingi’s grip on your hips is so tight you think there might be fingertip-sized bruises where he’s holding you. Reaching forward, he knots his fingers in your hair, being sure to be careful of your ears. Still, they’re sensitive. The moment he grazes them, you tip over the edge of another orgasm. Despite your muffled moans, he doesn’t stop or slow down. If anything, he speeds up more. Your thighs shake. If it hadn’t been for him holding you up, you would’ve absolutely collapsed. You try to look up at Yunho through your eyelashes, but Mingi is holding you down on the Bernese hybrid’s cock still. Tears spring from your eyes due to the lack of oxygen, but you absolutely love it. Mingi forces your head up and down on Yunho’s cock a few more times before the brunette cums down your throat. Only then does Mingi release your head.

“I’m gonna knot you now, pretty bunny,” he warns you.

Mingi thrusts a few more times before pushing his knot into you. A moment later, you feel his hot cum paint your walls. You whimper at the feeling and feel yet another orgasm roll over you. You can feel the cocky yet exhausted smirks on both dog hybrids’ faces.

“Let’s reposition, Fuzzy,” Mingi whispers gently, a stark contrast to how he was just speaking to you.

You nod and feel Mingi pull your body up against his before carefully maneuvering so that you’re sat in his lap rather than being face down on the mattress. Yunho leans over and gives you a soft kiss before leaning back a bit and placing a small kiss against Mingi’s bare shoulder.

“Do you have a new perfume?” Yunho asks, brushing a few knots out of your hair.

“Um, no?” You respond, “Did my scent change?” 

You start to panic a bit. You know, if they did manage to knock you up already, your scent wouldn’t change for at least a week. Nothing’s impossible, though.

“You smell more flowery than cherry.” Mingi comments, half asleep.

“Mingi,” Yunho says with a concerned tone, “You can smell that too?”

“Mmm,” Mingi responds, “Cherries and… tulips? I love it.” he adds, wrapping his arms tighter around your middle. His arms practically cover your entire middle section.

“Bun, can you smell me or Mingi?” panic starts to invade his voice.

Something overtakes you, and you tears well up in your eyes again. This time it’s due to pure panic. You knew if you smelled something other than a person’s characteristic scent, that meant that they were your mate. Nothing could’ve prepared you to smell a secondary scent on both of your dog hybrid friends. Your typically sweet cherry scent must’ve soured because, one moment, Mingi had his face buried in your neck. The next, he was sat up fully and fixated on you.

“Yunho…” you say, trying not to let the tear fall or your voice betray you.

“What can you smell?”

Your bedroom stays silent.

“Fuzzy,” Mingi sighs, “No matter what, the three of us will always be friends. Tell us what you smell.”

“Both of you.” You admit, “Yunho has a dark chocolate scent with his pine. You have that crisp winter air scent with your spruce. I don’t know what that means or what to do about it, but if you both-”

Mingi turns your face and kisses you softly.

“We’ve known for a while, Yunho and I, that we can smell each other’s secondary scent. But now we know all three of us can smell the others…” Mingi explains, “Now we know we have two mates.”

Mingi’s knot had gone down, so you slip off of him to sit on your knees in front of the two large dog hybrids. Your eyes flit back and forth between them, trying to determine if this is some twisted joke. It’s not.

“Two mates,” you reiterate.

“Two mates,” Yunho confirms with a slight nod, “Two mates who are still very much in rut with a cute, tiny bunny mate that needs to be bred.”

You let out a squeak before Yunho and Mingi practically pounce you. There are about a million worse ways to spend your heat. Spending it with your two loving, caring mates is the only way you wish to spend it for the rest of your life.

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I've just been reading your A/B/O series and it's so so so good. I was wondering if you would accept an ot8 request where their omega gets in trouble with another pack and Straykids are really worried?

No worries if not x

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Warning: Angst/mention of death/Blood/MPreg/MxM

A/B/O dynamics:

Omega (Han, Felix, Y/n)

Beta (Hyunjin, Seungmin, I.N)

Alpha (Chan, Changbin, Leeknow)

The series might traumatize you. I really hope you guys like it and enjoy it.

Summary: Request!

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Her breathing burned her chest as sticks and stones dug into her skin. The branches from the big, tall trees ripped her skin apart as she tried to fight the demons chasing her.

It has been raining for hours, and the lack of clothes that wrapped around her body did not protect her from the cold air.

"Just leave me alone," she cried as her body was slowly giving up on her. The lack of water and food from the past week was now catching up to her as she felt her body shut down.

Her vision was clear. Thank God for Omegas having super sight and smell, but that wasn't helping her at all as she made it down the forest.

They already made her loose enough; the pain in between her legs and womb was evidence of just how much she had lost.

She was close. She was close.

She couldn't hear their footsteps anymore, and their scent was getting even lighter than before, but still she knew she had to keep going or else they would catch up to her and track her blood down.

It was like the thunder in the sky was now overcrowding her senses, as all she could do was fall to the ground. She was scared. Who wouldn't be, but the sound made it 10x worse.

She was close. She was close.

The familiarity of her surroundings made her crawl. If she could just get to the village. If she could just get someone's attention, it would help save her life but even her body couldn't allow this. Her screams, obviously useless as she fell back to the ground.

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When Chan felt his heart tighten he decided to ignore it knowing there was no way possible for her to be able to get through the bond. He just knew he was probably being paranoid and his brain was playing with his feelings.

"Where you going, Hyung?" Felix asked, looking at his pack alpha.

"I'm going to patrol the area; I feel something wrong," Chan simply replied, removing his shirt.

"I'll come with you," Felix replied quickly, getting up. He knew Chan had a lot on his mind, and he simply didn't think if he went out there he would be safe at all.

"No," he snapped. "I'm not losing another omega to those rogues," he growled. Felix instinctively took a step back with wide eyes. His sweet lemon scent turning sour, "Fuck, I'm sorry, Lix, for snapping. I just can't put you in harm's way," he quickly pulled him into a hug, making sure to scent him and calm him down.

"It's okay, baby." He knew Chan didn't mean it; it was just that the week had been so tough on all of them, especially him. "Hyung, you now think it's too dangerous to be out there alone,'

"Fine, I'll take Leeknow and Changbin." He gaveup. His eyes met Felix's, and his alpha couldn't help but feel like a failure. All his omegas had been in pain ever since Y/N's disappearance, and he couldn't help but wonder if there was any God out there to help put out the fire.

"You know none of us blame you, Chan," Felix's hand lays onto his cheek while softly carressing it. "She'll come back to us, I promise." He whispered, putting their forheads together.

"I can't talk about this anymore; I'll see you in a bit." He looked away, shutting his eyes as he held back the tears. His hands slowly land on Felix's 5-month-old baby bump before kissing it and making his way out the door.

Felix couldn't help but let a few tears run down his cheek. He wished the alphas could understand that they had no fault in this but he only knew they would be better if she came home.

Once Chan stood outside, he let out a loud howl, and a few minutes later, Leeknow and Changbin ran down the stairs, passing Felix and running away in the night.

By the time they catch up to Bangchan, he's already shifed. His black fur shone in the nighttime moonlight.

Wait up, love. Minho called out through the bond as he tried to catch up.

Where are we going? Changbin asked, panting.

Someone's here; I need you to patrol the territory line, Chan responded with a growl.

Minho and Changbin didn't want to argue with their pack leader. He had been paranoid for the past week, and they couldn't blame him. They had taken something that was his right in front of him. They would be ashamed to watch that happen again, so they didn't complain, thinking that maybe it would also make them feel better if they checked things out.

I'll take the east side, Changbin said before taking off in the cold night.

I'll do west Leeknow replied before nudging at Chan with his snout. Everything will be okay, was the last thing he said before taking off in the night.

Chan growled. Nothing was okay. Not until everyone was back in one piece. Be safe; use the bond if you see anything, he told them before heading south.

The village was still awake, and Chan knew that some kids would be out playing, so he wasn't shocked when he saw a bunch of kids playing near the territory line but he was very angry. Anyone in the pack knew that kids weren't allowed this out in the woods, but yet it seemed like they didn't want to listen.

"Channie-Oppa!" One of the youngest screech for him. He instantly picks up on her, scared. His alpha instincts kick in hoping none of the kids are hurt.

"Channie oppa quickly! You have to see this," another girl screeched; she was one of the oldest. Chan made sure to know everyone in his 65-person pack; it was his duty.

His steps were quick as he made his way to the children. They were circling around something, and he let out a growl. They all quickly take steps away, knowing their pack alpha was just being protective over them.

What happened, little ones? He said through the bond to communicate with them.

"Its luna-ssi! We were going hunting and we found her. We can't carry her, and mom said she was getting help."

Did they just say Luna? as in Y/n? He's heart skips a beat before he instantly shifts back to his human form and makes his way into the middle. There she lay. There she lay. His luna, his girl, his mate that was taken from him. She was here, and she was back, but she was in horrible conditions.

His hands gripped at her body, the blood soaking into his skin as he let out a painful howl for.

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When Minho and Changbin had heard the howl, they knew something terrible had happened. They couldn't even get through the bond, yet they felt all the overwhelming emotions.

What happened, Hyung? Leeknow urged but got no response.

Talk to us, im almost to you, what is it? Changbin begged as well.

y-y/n, Chan let out a cry that almost knocked out I.N., who was at home trying to calm the situation down.

Changbin had never thought he would run this fast in his life; nobody knew, but here they were beating time.

It's only a 5-minute run before their right by his side. When they shift, their eyes are glowing. Anger and hurt is all they feel.

"Get the kids away; they can't see this," Chan instructs his second in command, who is instantly on it.

Leeknow leads the children, who are all worried and crying for their Luna. Who would do such a thing to her? Was this why she left a few days ago?

"Will she be okay?" They cry to him as he holds them tight.

"Yes, hush now. Go on home. It's late," He encourages as he walks with them.

"Chan, we need to get her to Hyunjin, now." Changbin was straight to work. Trying to gather his pack alpha off the floor. Chan studied her face as he carried her.

"Come on, y/n, come to me," he cried. His hands gripping onto her as if it would give her a sense of comfort.

"Fuck Changbin," he cried again. His eyes studying her body. Her bump was gone.

She lost the baby.

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All For You | Armageddon Event

Request: Charity | Seo Changbin & Lee Yongbok (SKZ) by anon song!

warnings! MDNI18+, fem!reader, pussy eating, mxm themes, 3some, double penetration (brief) boobs/nipple play, hair pulling (m!), brief handjob, cum eating (brief)

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Dinner is still hot. The smell of cooked meat and kimchi infiltrates your nose. It should make your stomach growl and your mouth salivate. Yet, the reason for your hunger and drooling is not because of dinner at all. It’s the two men, your two lovers, that draw such reactions from you.

It’s quite a juxtaposition to see blonde hair and black hair side-by-side. The tops of their head move concurrently between your legs. You can feel how their tongue mingle and mix while suckling on your clit. Their lips smack and kiss over every inch of your cunt. It makes you arch off the couch just slightly.

“Mmm, just like that.” You intertwine your fingers in their hair. The men hum, vibrating your clit almost like a toy. You let a whimper, bucking your hips from the sensation before their hands grip each hip, putting you back down on the couch.

Felix’s lower half is soaked. You can see how it glistens when he pulls away, letting Changbin take your pussy whole in his mouth. “Just lay still for us.” His deep voice sends shivers throughout your body. “We’ll get you there. There’s no rush.”

You don’t argue with him, nodding obediently. 

Now with more access to you, Changbin doesn’t hold back in sucking you between his lips. He takes your clit into his mouth eagerly, bobbing his head just the slightest while his tongue laps over you.

You can feel how their hold strengthens on your ass as if you might try and grind into the air again, but you manage to keep yourself planted onto the cushions while Changbin pulls on your bundle of nerves.

Instead, you twitch. Your thighs tremble and you tug much harder on Changbin’s hair. 

He lets out a yelp. The pull caused him to pop off your cunt with a wet sound. His unfocused eyes finally settle on you and you babble to apologies. “I-I’m sorry. Did I hurt you? I’m sorry, Binnie. It just felt so good and-”

He smiles, his wet chin shining proudly. “It’s okay, bubba. It didn’t hurt, I promise. You can pull as much as you like if it makes you feel better.” 

Felix giggles, runnung his hand through Changbin’s curly hair and looking at him fondly. 

“You’re so cool, hyung.”

Now Changbin blushes, his lips turning downward into his signature shy smile. “Come help your cool hyung eat this pretty pussy, Yongbok.” Felix chuckles again, adjusting his knees until he’s beside Changbin. You watch his pink tongue push through his lips, but just before he gets a lick in, his warm eyes lock with yours.

“Do you want both of us to taste you, baby?” Felix's small fingers kneed your inner thigh. “Is this what you want?”

You’ll take anything they give you and more. Changbin’s plush lips already feel so good on you, his tongue swiping down to collect your arousal and smear it on your clit. It would be hard to get him to share, you think. Changbin likes eating diligently and eagerly licking his plate clean. He’d make some room for Felix if you asked, but you’re quite content with one mouth on your cunt.

Even then, you don’t want to deter Felix from what he wants to do either. “What do you want, Lixie?”

The groan Changbin lets out in your folds matches Felix’s. “Nuh-uh, don’t do that. Tonight’s about you. Not me or Changbin. It’s okay to tell us what you want.”

Tonight has been all about you. The now-cold dinner is your favorite. The homemade brownies in the oven are for you. Since you woke up, your boyfriends have been more doting than ever. Just because, they told you when you asked why.

Just because.

You feel like you don’t deserve them in the slightest, but as Felix patiently waits for your answer while kissing up and down your thigh, you feel like you belong.

The shirt is already ridden up just below the curve of your breasts, but you pull up the material even more to expose your bare chest. You move your hands to grope the flesh of your tits, pushing them together and pinching your nipples between your fingers.

“C-can you kiss me here?” Despite them seeing you naked countless times, you can’t help the stuttering. And despite those amount of times, Felix’s eyes still widen and Changbin sucks a little harder at the sight of your boobs.

Felix is next to you in a flash. His hips press against your own while he curls his legs on the couch. One hand holds your breast and the other wraps behind your back to bring you closer. 

“Of course, baby.” Felix leans his head and brushes his lips against your bud. “I can kiss you anywhere.”

You hum appreciatively, placing your hands down into their hair. Felix is always tender with you, opting to press chaste kisses to your breasts. He focuses everywhere but your hardened nipple. The warmth of his mouth makes you buck into Changbin’s who happily widens his jaw. 

Felix sucks just above the curve of your breast, turning the skin a pretty pink before it will inevitably darken to a purple hue. The way his tongue laps over your skin has you mewling. A soft sound that makes Felix suck a little harder.

Then he kisses down, down until he finally catches your bud between his lips. With circular movements of his head, Felix runs it over his soft lips. It feels so good, so gentle that you feel yourself gush in Changbin’s mouth.

Your strong lover greedily moans. The wet sound of your cunt and mouth mingling is almost as loud as your whimpers. Felix gets the cue to take your nipple in his mouth, opening his jaw to try and fit your breast in his mouth. 

And when he sucks in correspondence with Changbin, your eyes roll back. Your hips can’t stay planted on the couch anymore that your orgasm builds. Changbin’s head moves with you, keeping his mouth stuck where he belongs.

“F-fuck!” You pull on Felix’s long hair. “Making me feel so good.”

You can feel how Felix smiles against your skin. Hear how Changbin whines affectionately.

Pulling on Felix’s hair suddenly doesn’t feel like enough. You trail your hand lower until you catch his erection underneath his sweats.

“Mmm. So hard.” You palm him, feeling how his tongue swirling on your nipple stutters from your ministrations. He releases your bud and places a kiss on the hickey forming.

“You don’t have to do that.” Felix uses a hand to gently push yours away. “We want to focus on you.”

“But-but you’re so hard. You’re both so hard.” Even if you can’t see Changbin’s lower half, you know he’s humping the bottom of the couch from how his body jolts and shudders. “I want to.”

This catches their attention. Even Changbin, who could mostly likely cum from your taste alone, raises an eyebrow and hesitantly pulls from your cunt. “Want to what?

Rather than telling them, you show them. Your shaky fingers leave their hair and go between your legs.

Looping your arms underneath your thighs, you spread your folds indecently. Slick and spit oozes from your cunt and Changbin licks his lips like he’s about to get another taste for himself, but your whining stops him.

“Inside. I wanna feel you inside.” Your hips buck from the thought of them filling you up. “I wanna cum with you deep in here.”

Changbin’s already nodding, standing up to chuck his shorts down, but Felix smoothes a hand down, rubbing over your cunt.

“You’re not just saying that because you feel bad, right?”

“No!” Gosh, you feel like you could cum just from Felix’s little palm over you. “I want to feel you. I need to feel you. Just fuck me.”

His adam’s apple bobs and he nods. He shrugs his joggers off too, putting them in a pile with Changbin’s who’s already stroking himself.

“Who do you want first, baby?” Changbin huffs. “Tell me.”

Shit. You don't want to choose. “Both! I don’t care how. Just please fuck me already.”

It’s quick how they move you. Changbin has the strength to be under you, holding your thighs apart with his cock just under your ass. It throbs being so close to your entrance, waiting for Felix to place one knee on the couch in front of you and bend just slightly so his tip aligns with you.

They’ve done this before, but not often, and most definitely not in the living room. Still, they couldn’t say no to your desperation. That aroused look in your eyes only intensifies as Changbin uses a hand to grip the base of his cock and find your opening.

“Shiiit.” You moan when his head sinks in. Changbin’s girth spreads you in the first intrusion and Felix has a front-row seat as to how your pussy caves for him.

Changbin breathes in your neck, pressing deeper until his chubby cock fits snug. Your walls pulse around him, cream leaking onto his balls. Felix’s eyes lock on the white substance, reaching a hand down to collect the slick.

You watch with hazy eyes and an open mouth as Felix shoves his fingers between your lips. You happily taste the substance, moaning at the musky flavor of yourself and Changbin. Felix presses his digits deep much like Changbin’s cock, pressing against your tongue to feel your tongue swirl around him.

“Fuck, baby.” Felix moans. “You’re so fucking hot.”

A string of saliva connects you to him even as Felix pulls his fingers away. You grin at him seductively.

“And tight.” Changbin groans in the shell of your ear. “Get in here, Yongbok. She’s waiting.”

It feels like you could finish from just pure excitement. Changbin doesn’t need to thrust. You could cockwarm him while Felix watches. Their presence is enough to feel undeniable pleasure.

That exhilaration multiples when Felix strokes himself. He nods to Changbin’s words, mouth moving to agree, but you can’t hear. So much blood is rushing to your head that you feel faint. Your heartbeat pulses in your ear and all you can hear is its increased rhythm as Felix’s tip touches your clit.

He drags it down, meeting Changbin’s few inches that stick out. He gives you a look. One of caution, trust, and love. 

“Please.”

He sinks in. Your lovers don’t have much length, but their cocks have enough girth to make up for it and more. It feels like you’re being clawed with pleasure, searing your insides with heat. Changbin moans in your ear when Felix presses deeper. Your cunt seeps with more arousal, accommodating the unbelievable stretch.

Changbin widens your thighs to add more room, to let Felix keep going in so his pelvis is flush against your cli-

Beep! Beep! Beep!

The sound of the alarm rings throughout the house. Felix jumps and Changbin holds you tighter as if the sound is threatening. It takes you a second to register that the beeping is coming from the kitchen. 

“What the fu-”

“Ughhh, fuck. The brownies.” Felix grumbles. His grip on your thighs adjusts like he’s about to pull out. You feel his inches slowly slip about before you reach your arms forward and bring him close.

“No! Just leave them.”

“Leave them in the oven?”

“Yongbok.” Changbin’s strangled voice breaks through. “I’m balls deep. You were about to be balls deep. The brownies can wait. They need to cool down anyway.”

Felix’s flushed face turns confused. “How can they cool down in the oven if-”

“Felix!” “Yongbok-ah!”

“Sorry.”

[boba-beom]

₊ ⊹꩜ backrow theatre | CHOI BEOMGYU, KANG TAEHYUN

⟢ sub!beomgyu x switch fem!reader x dom!taehyun

⟢ drabble; smut, little fluff

⟢ going on a date with beomgyu in an empty cinema was a plan from the beginning. what you didn't know was that you were being monitored the whole time, and turns out it wasn't just you and beomgyu wanting to have some fun.

⟢ wc: 1.1k (drabbles never drabble)

⟢ a/n: beomgyu and taehyun. the back row of an empty movie theater. smut. @junniieesbby's req for my event! MDNI. I decided I'll slowly release these drabble reqs from my event during the week days too, I feel like it'd be a lot to post during the weekend :') I received more reqs than I thought! but I am extremely thankful nonetheless! feedback would be appreciated as always ᡣ𐭩

warnings under cut

⟢ petnames;(baby, pretty girl, good boy, etc), sir kink, threesome duh, oral (m. receiving), degradation;(slut), deep throating, exhibitionism, dirty talk, somewhat voyeurism, there's some mxm moments (if you don't like that don't send hate, just don't read), unprotected sex, hair pulling, soft choking, pervy taehyun, spit kink and cum eating. lmk if I missed anything!

giving beomgyu head in the back row of an empty cinema was not part of the agenda your a first date, but you weren't mad about it. and neither was the man moaning like nobody's business. you two were the only ones in the cinema room after all.

"ugh, shit, baby. your mouth feels so good." beomgyu sighs, placing both of his hands on either side of your temples, resisting how fast you're sliding his dick down your throat.

the dim lights only made the view of you on your knees even hotter for your date. your fingers fondle his balls while you try and take him in deeper every now and then, and he loved it indicated by his throaty moan.

in the cinema, each room is under surveillance by a member of staff; monitoring any forbidden activities such as filming the screen or in this instance, someone receiving head at the back row of an empty cinema.

the movie wasn't much of an appeal to most but it was also the first day of the viewing—at the latest time too. the member of staff huffs, adjusting his half-hard dick in under his slacks while watching the way your head bobs up and down between the legs of a man slumping in his seat. but he better do his job.

you kneel back on your legs, fisting beomgyu's cock with both hands painfully slow, twisting your fists as he leans forward to kiss you, moaning into your mouth.

light shines on the both of you, along with a stern voice interrupting.

"excuse me, what do you think you're doing? I'm going to have to kick you guys out-"

"please don't kick us out," you squint to read his name tag, "taehyun."

blinded by his torch shining on the lewd scene of your slick hands over beomgyu's pulsing dick, you manage to see the corner of his lips curve upward.

"why shouldn't I? this is unacceptable and it's public indecency." he retorts, but his growing erection feels otherwise.

"if I let you fuck me will you let us finish and not tell anyone, sir?" you look up at him with your doe eyes, almost whining from the title rolling off of your tongue.

your boldness was good enough to keep you going, beomgyu's cock back in the warmth of your mouth and taehyun's pounding you from behind, also kneeling. the grip of two pairs of hands on your body—your head and your hips—essentially had your mind reeling, another thing added that wasn't on your agenda.

taehyun's thrusts didn't falter, fucking you hard enough until your legs are shaking, him having to hold you up.

"fucking cum, slut." taehyun grunts between clenched teeth.

your moans over beomgyu's cock doesn't help him from hold back his noises, whining your name as he feels his length throbbing against your tongue. that is, until taehyun pushes your head down, taking more of beomgyu until his tip was lodged down your throat and gargling, then pulling at your hair, stopping just when beomgyu's tip remains in your mouth.

the male above you starts grabbing on the arms of the seat, throwing his head back and mouth agape while you're moaning around his tip until he unloads his thick cum in your mouth.

"don't swallow yet, pretty girl." taehyun pants behind you, snapping his hips as he pistons into your throbbing cunt. "c'mere."

you shuffle on your knees, knowing they're bruised but the pain is nonexistent in a situation like this. taehyun sits beside beomgyu and fists his shaft, waiting for you to position yourself between his legs.

you open your mouth slowly, careful not to spill beomgyu's cum from the corners of your lips. after a couple more strokes, taehyun hunches forward, letting out his strangled groans after each pump of his white ribbons spurting out his tip and into your full mouth.

"good girl." he sighs, chest heaving while he caresses your cheek once you close your mouth. but you don't swallow. letting the bitter cum of both men mix over and under your tongue.

taehyun turns to beomgyu, a thought brewing in his head and hoping you'd be quick to catch on. he grabs your date's jaw, delicately squeezing his cheeks.

"open." is all he says, and beomgyu was quick to oblige, opening his mouth and sticking his tongue out flat against his bottom lip.

taehyun looks at you, smirking and nodding his head in beomgyu's direction, a subtle smile playing on your lips. you genuinely wouldn't have taken him to be such a freak but he's so hot, and the lust in his eyes while he waits for you to move was enough to realise he was just as freaky.

getting up on your feet, your knees almost buckle as you move to hover over beomgyu, crawling over his lap as your slicked cunt makes contact with his half-hard dick. you look at him below you, whiny and bringing his hands over a loose hold around taehyun's wrist.

leaning over beomgyu's face, you part your lips, slowly letting the mixed substances fall out your mouth and into the male's beneath you. when you felt nothing left in your mouth you press your lips against beomgyu's roughly kissing him and still tasting the cum on against your tongues.

another higher pitched whine rumbles in his chest when he felt the liquids sliding down his tongue and to the back of his throat.

"that's my good boy. now swallow, baby." you coo in his ear and you feel beomgyu's cock jump beneath you, taehyun, too, found that extremely hot.

you didn't take beomgyu to be someone who would eat his own cum, let alone a stranger's, but you'd by lying to yourself if you said that it didn't turn you on.

when beomgyu swallowed the last drop of cum he opened his mouth to show you, tongue sticking out again and taehyun's hand slides down to beomgyu's throat, applying light pressure as he raises off of the seat and spits into the other male's mouth, then nods. beomgyu swallows that too, no hesitancy in sight.

"god, you take anything we give you, don't you?" taehyun chuckles, thumb rubbing beomgyu's bobbing adam's apple.

the movie was coming to an end, the credits just about to appear and the lights gradually brightens up the room while the three of you sort out your clothes and wiping down the collective mess on the seats.

you grab your jacket from your seat, looking around to find taehyun making his way to the exit of the theatre room.

"taehyun!" you call after him, also making your way down the steps to catch up to him.

he turns around, brows cocking up and his hands in his pockets.

"I was wondering," you start sweetly, "could I get your number and we can fuck again?"

he chuckles at your straightforwardness, taking his phone out for you to put your number in his contacts.

"pretty thing, I'd love to. just, not in the theatre again. you're lucky it was just me who saw." he responds firmly, but he has that stupid smirk crawling on his lips again. "and beomgyu?"

you give him a sweet smile.

"you two are hot so.." you trail, "this arrangement good?"

taehyun looks up to where beomgyu was, walking up behind you with his flushed cheeks.

"yeah, this could work." he nods, retrieving his phone from you. "see you around miss."

"see you around, sir."

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parts left to meet || (m) 

— parts left to meet

➤ summary : their secret bet is revealed, and now it's time for you to pick the winner, but don't worry, they'll help you decide with one final act.

➤ jake+sunghoon+jay x reader | smut, fluff, angst, PWP | includes : foursomes obvi, oral, fingering, spitting, cum eating, spanking, choking, slight mxm

➤ word count : 12k of pure filth

part of the bets are meant to be won series!

minors pls dni

you tossed and turned all night, thoughts of jay, sunghoon and jake keeping you up. it all seemed like one great mess. you can’t even remember when this all started or how it started; jay wanted to study at his house, sunghoon wanted to get close to you again, and jake wanted to see your harry styles posters.

you don’t know what the boys think of you anymore- before all this, you weren’t even sure if they even did think of you. but since yesterday, when jake came over and told you that he knows what you’ve done with his friends, you can’t get it out of your mind.

haewon and you used to judge the girls that would hook up with the trio; what would haewon think of you now if she found out you hooked up with all three of them? you were one of the girls that fell for their cheesy lines and charming smirks, and you hate yourself for it.

but on the other hand, you miss them.

you miss the bond you had with jay, where you were forced to focus on school and had strict parents. you missed seeing how sensitive and funny sunghoon park truly is, sharing an introvertedness that neither of the other boys had. and you missed creating memories and laughing until your lungs felt like they might burst with jake. at some point or another, they were your friends, and you cared a lot about them.

you miss your other friend as well; haewon. you have spoken to her since she stormed off at the back of the school. since she told you that she liked jay park. since she told you that you were a bad friend who hooks up with the guy your best friend likes.

the thought makes your hands reach up and cover your eyes, rubbing at your temples from the disbelief of your actions. you needed to talk to her, apologize and make things right. only, you were unsure of how she could forgive you. so you decide to get out of bed for the first time today and go over to her house to hopefully make amends.

jake’s familiar sweater caught your eye, thrown on the floor by your desk. you realize that he left yesterday without it, both of you rushing downstairs when his parents suddenly called him to leave. you pick up the soft black fabric, rubbing your thumbs over it. as soon as you picked it up, you could smell his cologne, confirming that it was no one else’s but his. so now you have two stops today, needing to drop jake’s sweater off, hopefully just quietly passing it to his mother to avoid seeing the sweater’s owner.

you haven’t been to haewon’s house in what feels like ages. standing outside her house makes it seem like it’s the first time you’ve ever been there. you don’t think you’ve ever been nervous to knock on her door until sometimes, not even having to knock but just walking right in.

when you knock, and haewon answers the door, you’re sure she will slam it back in your face. but today, her face looks different than all the other times you’ve seen her in the halls recently. there’s no more anger on her face, only tiredness. it looks like she’s about to give in to whatever insufferable pain she’s in. It makes you worry.

“what’re you doing here, y/n?” haewon asks, her voice firm as she speaks.

“um, i was hoping we could talk.”

haewon sighs, her fingers reaching up to pinch in between her eyebrows, “come in.” she steps aside for you to come in. you follow her up to her bedroom, sitting on her desk chair as she sits on her bed across from you.

“what is it?” haewon asks, picking at a loose thread of her blanket.

“i just wanted to apologize,” you start and notice haewon’s body tense, “i miss you a lot. and i’m sorry that i hooked up with jay- i know you warned me about him and told me not to. i didn’t think that it was because you had feelings for him i-,”

“y/n, it’s okay.” haewon cuts you off. you stare at her with wide eyes, never guessing that she would forgive you so easily like this.

“but, i hooked up with the guy you liked.”

haewon lets out a light chuckle, “yeah, i know. but i also know that you didn’t know i liked him. i-, we-,” haewon sighs, giving you a sympathetic look as she struggles to find the words.

you stand up and move to sit beside her on the bed, “still, you warned me to not hook up with him, i should’ve listened to you.”

haewon shakes her head, “i didn’t tell you to not hook up with him because i liked him-” you tilt your head, “it was so that you wouldn’t get hurt after like i did.”

“what?” you ask her, your face contorted into confusion.

“jay and i- hooked up in tenth grade.” haewon turns her head to avoid making eye contact with you, “i should’ve told you i know, but we judged all those girls that hooked up with the trio that i didn’t want you to judge me for hooking up with jay.”

“hae,” you reach out and grab her hand.

“i’ve been feeling like a shit friend, i got mad at you for hooking up with him, even though i was keeping all these things from you in the first place.”

“it’s alright, hae, i get it.” you nod to her, “because i’ve been feeling the same way. i didn’t want you to judge me, and i didn’t want to hide things from you to ruin our friendship.”

“right, because i care about you and our friendship, too.” haewon agrees softly. “and i missed you.”

“i missed you too, hae.” you both smiled at each other and hugged your best friend. you let yourself feel happy in the hug, glad that you’ve got your best friend back. your friendship with haewon has only gotten stronger now that there are no secrets or places to judge each other. “i thought it was weird when sunghoon recognized you in the picture i have of us on my wall.”

“what?” haewon pulls away, “sunghoon park was in your bedroom?”

“oh, uh,” you fold your hands in your lap to avoid your nervous picking, “yeah.”

“why?”

“because he kind of fingered me there.”

“what?” haewon exclaimed, her eyes bulging from her head.

“i know i know; please don’t judge me, i’m already judging myself.”

haewon shakes her head, “no, no, i’m not judging you at all. i, can’t believe it! was it before or after jay?”

“after.”

“oh my god,” haewon laughs, “does jake know?”

“i know he knows.”

“what do you mean?”

“well, jake’s family came over last night, and jake and i kind of had sex.”

“what?” haewon exclaims again, “oh my god y/n! you did the impossible!”

“bro, i know.” you cover your eyes with your hands, “and that’s jake’s sweater over there, and i need to drop it off after.”

haewon notices the black hoodie hanging on her desk chair, “so, are things awkward now, then?”

“i don’t know! it’s all happened too fast, and none of them seem to care that they’ve hooked up with me- not even jake!”

“well, of course, they don’t; they’ve shared girls before.” haewon shrugs, “will it be awkward for you, though?”

“i don’t know, i don’t want it to be,” you tell her.

“well do you, like, any of them?”

you gulp as you look at your best friend, “i- i don’t know.”

haewon reaches to wrap her arm around your shoulders, noticing how worried you look at the question. “hey, it’s okay if you don’t. you don’t need to like any of them. sex is for fun, right! there doesn’t need to be any feelings with it.”

“yeah, i know. but hooking up with all of them was different. it was like there were some feelings there. but none of us brought them up.”

haewon nods in understanding, “well, have you talked to any of them since you’ve hooked up?”

“no, see that’s what i’m saying. it was so intimate in the moments with them, but there was nothing afterward.”

“do you want to talk to them?”

“i think so,” you confess, “i want to find out if it was just sex to them or not.”

haewon smiles, “well then, when you go over to jake’s why don’t you ask him. you said he knows, so i’m sure he’d also know if there were feelings involved with any of them.”

you nod, “okay, hae. thank you, i really needed to talk to you about this; it’s been so shitty to try to keep this to myself- to figure out what i’m feeling and what they’re feeling by myself.”

“i know, and i’m sorry y/n; let’s not keep secrets anymore, okay? you’re my best friend, and i love you.”

“i love you too, hae.” she squeezes you in her arms, both of you laughing as she does.

standing outside two houses that you used to be familiar with but now feel like it’s the first time you’re ever seeing them in one day was a lot.

jake’s house was as nice as you remembered it was. you noticed that neither of his parents’ cars was in the driveway. part of you hoped that maybe jake had taken one of them for the day and that his mom would answer the door to you.

walking up the stairs, you notice that the screen door is closed, but the actual front door is open, allowing you to see and hear into the house. someone must be home then, and you hoped it wasn’t the teenage boy. you contemplate whether you should knock or not; maybe you should come back later when there are more people home.

you’re about to leave when you hear the backdoor open and shut, and voices become clear in the previously silent house.

“bro, i’m telling you, she was into me when we hooked up,”

“yeah, but that was before you fucking ghosted her ass for no reason,”

you could hear some voices laughing and a grunt from someone else.

“i didn’t know what to do! i was thinking about the bet!”

you tilted your head in confusion, figuring that the voices were familiar but had no idea what they were talking about.

“y/n’s just going to end up picking jake; they’ve known each other longer,”

“exactly, hoon.” you could pick out jake’s voice the easiest. the mention of your name had you stepping closer to the screen door, wanting to hear more. you could feel your heart racing now that you knew they were talking about you. you realize that since sunghoon and jake are there, the third familiar voice is no other than jay.

they’re laughing and mumbling about something you can’t hear, making you step forward to practically put your ear on the mesh screen. it’s then when your shoe kicks the bottom of the screen, the cheap metal racketing loud enough for what seems the whole street to hear.

“shit,” you mumble to yourself, backing away and standing straight just in time for jake to pop his head around the corner of the hall and look toward you.

“oh, hey, y/n,” jake smiles at you, walking towards the front door now, “what’re you doing here.” you can’t see jay or sunghoon yet, but you know their bodies are tense at the mention of your name.

“uh, you forgot your sweater last night, so i’m bringing it back,” you tell him, looking up at him as he opens the screen door.

“oh right,” jake nods, reaching his hand out to take it from you, “thanks for that, i didn’t even know i forgot it.”

“ah, shit,” a voice you know is jay’s whisper yells from down the hall.

“shh,” sunghoon’s hushed voice shushes out.

jake turns back to you with a tight-lipped smile, “uh,”

you tilt your head with a disapproving look, knowing that he will try to distract you from what you both have just heard.

jake sighs, “ok, she knows you’re here, idiots. come out.”

sure enough, a sheepish-looking jay and sunghoon step out from around the hall’s corner, sunghoon shoving jay’s back in frustration. jay gives sunghoon a glare before he turns and says hello to you.

“uh, hey guys,” you tell them. before you came, you thought it would be awkward to see jake after hooking up with him, and you never imagined how awkward it would be if you came and saw all three of the guys you hooked up with.

“hi, y/n,” sunghoon smiles at you, his relaxed demeanour confusing you. it was like you hadn’t hooked up with any of them by the way all three were acting.

“what’s wrong?” jake laughs, watching your face contort in concern.

“what? nothing.” you snap your head up to him. jake returns the disappointed look you had given him earlier, making you give in, “i just- what, what were you guys saying earlier?” you struggle to get the words out, “a bet?”

the three boys all share a look filled with worry and amusement. neither of them is sure what to do. they never planned for you to even find out about their bet in the first place, let alone ask them about it.

“uh,” jake starts to let out, keeping his eyes locked on sunghoon and jay as his body is still turned to you.

“just tell me,” you usher him.

jake sighs again, jay and sunghoon suddenly finding the floor interesting, “do you want to come inside?”

they sit you down at the kitchen’s island. jay insisted that he get you some water since it was hot out and you had to walk here. you don’t know what’s going on, but you seem more worried than the three of them put together as they sit around the island with you.

“just, what’s going on?” you ask them, taking a sip of the water jay gave you.

sunghoon starts before the other two, “it started a couple of months ago- this thing.” he points in between all of you.

“we all talked and found out that we all have some sort of feelings toward you,” jake said, looking straight into your eyes.

“me?” you question, shock written all over your face.

“yes, you,” jay chuckles with a shake of his head, “so we wanted to see which one of us you liked back.”

“which started the whole, you know, which one of us would you hook up with.” sunghoon said, trying to make it sound nicer. you let out a noise of acknowledgement, your mind racing as you take in everything that happened. no wonder they didn’t seem to care that they all hooked up with you in a short period.

“we’re sorry, y/n,” jay states, breaking the silence that had grown between the four of you as you try to process what had been happening for weeks now.

“we should’ve told you, talked to you about how we were feeling,” jake says, a slight pout on his face when he sees your confused expression.

“we’re just so competitive it makes us stupid,” sunghoon tries to joke, lightening the heavy air that’s settled upon the kitchen.

you nod to their words, keeping your head down and eyes locked on your fingers playing with their rings. you’re trying to absorb the information as fast as you can, knowing that they’re all looking at you with expectant, worried eyes.

“is everything you guys ever said to me true?” you ask them, “like, you were never lying to me about how you felt?”

“yes, it was all true,” jay says quickly.

“we’d never lie about our feelings for you,” sunghoon said wholeheartedly, his eyes mixing with adoration when yours met them.

“the bet was stupid, and we shouldn’t have done it.” jay says, pushing his hair out of his face with his hand, a nervous tick of his you had picked up on through studying with him.

you look around the island at all three of the boys, trying to reanalyze all the little moments you had shared with them. “so, at the proper end, i was supposed to pick one of you? and they were going to be the winner?” the three of them all give some confirmation to your words. the thought made your hand sweat, rubbing them on your jeans. with all of them, you feel like you can be yourself, but they all give you different things. jay makes you feel confident and intelligent; he challenges you to always try your best. sunghoon makes you feel like you don’t always have to be so outgoing to get people to like you, that it’s alright to be introvertedness. and jake, your childhood best friend, makes you feel sweet and he keeps a part of your innocence, your childhood, with him, that you share everything with him. “but, i don’t know who to pick.”

jake is quick to reach your side, wrapping his arm around your shoulders to pull you into him, “that’s okay, angel. we know we just told you a lot of shit; you can take your time.”

“right, you don’t have to pick right now,” jay tells you, sunghoon nodding in agreement.

“but i don’t know how i can pick just one,” you confess, keeping your face tucked into jake’s chest, feeling comfort there as you express something that has been on your mind from the start. it was a thought that gave you so much stress that you never allowed yourself to think about it thoroughly. that you have fallen for all of them with your weak heart.

you miss how the three boys look at each other with your confession. their eyes flash with understanding, and jay is moving to stand on the other side of you.

“how about we get another chance?” jay asks, one of his hands resting on the table while the other is on your lower back.

“what do you mean?” you pull your face away from jake’s chest and look at jay.

“another chance to prove to you that we’re the one you should pick,” sunghoon chimes in, standing from his own chair and making his way over.

“only if you want to, of course,” jake says into your ear, pressing a kiss into your hair as he speaks, “i’ll show you that i’m the best, remember?” you smile at jake’s teasing words.

“let us show you how good we can make you feel,” jay’s voice is lower from the other side of your head. his eyes are dark when you look at him again, his smirk matching sunghoon’s, who’s stood behind him, arm wrapped around jay’s shoulder.

“what do you say, angel?” jake asks, nosing your hair.

“one more chance?” sunghoon asks, his eyes dark and playful when he asks.

you smile at him genuinely, “one more chance.”

jake is the first to reach in and kiss you. your lips are meeting again like they did last night. it’s a rough kiss, jake licking his tongue over your bottom lip, begging to be let in. before you can jay is turning your head away from jake’s, pressing a kiss onto your mouth that you longed for every day. it’s been weeks since you’ve even seen jay, craving him at every hour, wanting to feel his mouth on your body again. he’s kissing with so much hunger that you barely hear jake chuckling and sunghoon moving closer to you. sunghoon pulls jay away, his thumb brushing against your chin sweetly before his lips meet yours harshly.

there’s something that feels so dirty kissing three guys in two minutes. but it turns you on to no extent. the feeling of all of their lips on yours, lust seeping through with their tongues.

“let’s go to my bedroom,” jake speaks out hoarsely. his eyes are dark when you look at him despite the golden grin that spreads on his face when he looks at you.

the four of you are in jake’s bedroom quicker than ever before. you were thrown onto his bed, your back hitting the mattress with a huff coming out of you. looking up at the three of them standing around you, licking their lips as they thought about their next moves. a smile spread across your lips when you reach up and squeeze your breasts together over your shirt, whining when your palms rub against your nipples.

“fuck,” jay lets out, “let me go first again.” before the other boys can even contemplate it, jay is over you, lifting your shirt over your head. you hear the three of them groan when they realize you’re not wearing a bra underneath. your pretty tits are already on display for them with your hardened nipples. his lips are fighting with yours for dominance, which you gladly give him.

you let yourself melt into his touch again, missing how jay can make you feel. there had been so many times when you let your mind wander back to the events that had taken place in his bedroom together.

like clockwork, jake and sunghoon had settled into their own positions. jake was sitting on the bed beside you guys, watching as the two of you made out on his bed. and sunghoon had sat down in jake’s chair by the window, shirt off and abs on display for you to drool over. his pale skin was already flush from being so turned on.

“want your shirts off, too,” you whine out to jay and jake. they gave each other a look before they did as you commanded. their soft skin is undoubtedly welcomed by your eyes as you scan their familiar cores.

you whimpered out when jay’s hand reached out and played with your nipple, your hips wanting to leave the bed to grind up into his for some friction. his hands were the softest of the three of them as they trailed down your body.

“you’ll be a good girl for us, right y/n?” jay asks, his eyes hooded as he looks down at you. the nickname he had given you added more fuel to the burning fire in your core. the nickname that you had hoped to hear from him again.

“yes, jay,” you tell him, eyes wide as you look up at him and the other two. jake’s hand is cupping his hard cock over his sweatpants, squeezing it to let off some pressure as he watches you submit to jay so easily.

your hand quickly tangled itself into jay’s hair when he leaned down to press another deep kiss onto your lips. You felt a hand play with the button of your pants, pulling away from jay to see jake’s singular hand start to take off your jeans. jay caught on and stood again to remove the denim down your legs and land on jake’s floor. jay feels his cock twitch in his pants when he sees you’re wearing the same red panties you wore the last time he fucked you.

“god, y/n, you know what red does to me,” he lets out, his fingers tracinggently trace the hem of the panties, teasing both of you. you let out a little giggle in response, knowing now that it’s his favourite colour.

“leave her panties on,” sunghoon’s voice speaks from the other side of the room. the three of you on the bed look at the co-captain, you have to bite back a moan at the sight of him sitting relaxed in the chair, his slender hand shoved into his sweatpants hidden, but all of you know that he’s tugging on his hard cock from his movements.

“oh, so you do have a kink for fucking with clothes on,” you speak, raising your eyebrow. jake and jay stifle a laugh as sunghoon only smirks in response.

“how the fuck do you know that?” he asks, his hand not stopping pulling and squeezing his cock as he openly scans your bare body.

“i told you,” you shake your head against the mattress, “i’ve heard things about you.”

you can’t say anymore since you feel jay’s fingers start to move your panties to the side and spread your pussy lips. your core is swollen and wet. your clit is enlarged and throbbing, begging any of them to touch it. jay ran his index finger up your slit, gathering your juices. all three of the men catch the way your pussy clenches, practically begging jay to slip his finger inside.

“do you want my fingers, y/n?” he asks you, his finger circling your clit. you nod your head as an answer, lips pulled in a pout, “use your words.”

“yes, jay, i want your fingers, need them so bad,” you tell him, needing some relief from the pressure building up in your core.

“good girl.” jay says, leaning down to suck one of your nipples into his mouth as he slips two of his fingers in.

jay’s fingers are quick to get to work, remembering where your g spot is and knowing how to make you feel good. his mouth is trailing your core, switching between sucking bruises into your skin and simply pecking it. one of your hands was threading through his hair, wanting to keep jay close to you, while the other one was latched onto jake’s blanket.

jake had somehow slipped his sweats off without you noticing. his long, hard dick in his hand as he leaned back on his elbows and watched jay finger you. every single one of your moans went straight to their dicks, loving the thought of how good you were feeling.

you liked knowing that the three of them were watching you, wanting to pleasure and hear you. you felt safe with all of them and powerful. you had three beautiful guys at the tips of your fingers, and you knew there would be some pleasure tonight.

jay curves his finger upwards, rubbing it against the rough patch of your gspot. his thumb is rubbing hard circles on your clit, wanting to warm you up as fast as possible so you could get started. you kept your eyes on jay, crying out his name everytime he fucked his fingers into you harder. you knew that jay liked it hard and fast, and you hoped that you would be able to keep up with for the rest of the night, knowing how good he could make you feel.

“i wanna cum, please, jay,” you whine out, your hips moving to reach his fingers’ thrusts. you see jay turn and make eye contact with sunghoon in the corner, a stern expression on his face as he watches you.

“think she can cum, hoon?” jay asks him, “think she’s been a good girl so far?”

sunghoon smirks when he meets your begging eyes; he can tell just how badly you want to cum. “only if you keep your eyes open when you cum, princess.” your eyes widen at his request, and you ignore the dark chuckles jay and jake let out at sunghoon’s request. all three of them know how hard it is for you to cum with your eyes open, the pleasure too consuming for them to not roll to the back of your head. “think you can do that, y/n?”

“y-yes, sir,” you nod your head, your hand gripping onto jake’s blanket harder now as you can feel yourself letting go for your first orgasm of the night.

“then cum.” sunghoon demands.

throughout your orgasm, you were silent, balancing your focus on keeping your eyes open and the pleasure. your body tensed as you came, your eyes never leaving jay’s as he gave you your first orgasm of the night.

“that’s a good girl, cum all over my fingers,” he spoke, his thumb pressing harder into your clit to draw out your orgasm even longer.

when you fully came down from your orgasm, jay kissed your neck as you did; jake pushed jay to the side, his hands running down your legs to calm them. jake groaned at the sight of how jay had left in between your thighs. your juices spread everywhere, your panties crinkled to the side and soaked.

“fuck angel, you’re all messy,” jake said; you let out a whimper at the feeling of his fingers spreading your folds open, the cold air sensitive to your warm pussy, “you know sunghoon likes that.” jake turned to look over his shoulder to the said co captain, a smirk on sunghoon’s face at the statement. jay let out a snort, laughing to himself from the other side of you, laying on his side with his face close to yours.

“yeah, so make her as messy as possible, jake.” sunghoon calls out, raising his eyebrow as if to challenge jake.

jake smirks, turning his attention back to you, “you know i missed the taste of you on my tongue as soon as i left last night,” his words are muffled as his lips press into your neck, planting kisses where jay just had.

“i missed your taste, too- wish i could’ve had your cock in my mouth.” you pout at him, feeling his cock start to grind into your core at your words.

jake lets out an airy laugh as he looks at jay beside you, “soon, angel, i want you on my tongue first.” jake pulls you to the end of the bed, wrapping your thighs around his neck to draw you close to him.

jake wasted no time slipping his tongue between your wet, cum filled folds. he hums at your taste, making obscure slurping noises in between. you felt like you cum again so quickly when you saw your childhood best friend in between your thighs. his eyes were closed, thoroughly enjoying this moment he had with you.

jake was indeed fulfilling sunghoon’s request of making you messier. you could feel the cool breeze hitting your skin where jake and dribbled his spit and your juices. the only warmth on your core was from jake’s body, which made you tighten your thighs’ grip on his neck.

beside you, jay let out soft groans as he watched the sight before him. his hand had travelled down under his pants, cupping and squeezing his own cock. he winked at you when he saw you looking at him, your mouth pulled open from the pleasure of jake’s mouth. jay’s free hand reached out and gave a hard squeeze to your nipples, making you arch your back further into his hands.

“fuck, angel, taste so good on my tongue-” jake moaned into your pussy, the vibrations of his voice adding more to the pleasures on your clit, “could eat you out for hours.” you whimper at his words, your free hand reaching for his hair, wanting to pull him closer into you.

“i think she wants to cum,” jay speaks out with a slight laugh.

you turn your head to the side to look at him, “please, please let me cum.” you watch jay’s vision travel to sunghoon on the other side of the room. you follow and look at the dominant boy in the chair; he had taken off his sweatpants but still remained in his black boxers. “please, hoon- i need to cum so bad.”

sunghoon hums; you catch the way his stomach inhales sharply as he squeezes his dick hard in his underwear, “you can cum- but you need to keep your eyes open, princess, remember.” you nod your head quickly at him, eyebrows pulling together as you feel your body start to give into all the pleasure you were feeling.

jake’s tongue and jay’s travelling hands don’t stop until you have to physically push them away from the pleasure. your high took over you quickly, your cries loud as you try to keep your eyes open, staring right into jake’s eyes as his tongue slips so easily between your folds. jake’s so eager to taste more of your cum, spreading your thighs open to reach even deeper as you came.

“good girl,” jay reached over and pressed a kiss to your temple. jake’s hands were soothing your shaking thighs, pressing kisses into all the skin he could reach.

“she did so well,” jake speaks, “right, hoon?”

your eyes are closed now that your orgasm is through, so you can’t see that sunghoon has made his way over to the bed, standing above the three of you.

“she did,” sunghoon voice is the lowest you’ve ever heard and it makes you whimper when you open your eyes to see him staring right at you. “i think she’s eager for some cock now, right princess?”

“yes! please, i need your cock, sir.” you tell him with a pout and he’s right, eager.

sunghoon lets out a dark chuckle as he smirks at your response. his hand reaches out, trails along your bottom lip for you to open your mouth, which he then easily slips his thumb in. you suck harshly on his thumb, circling your tongue around the digit, “such a cockslut- and just for us, right?” you nod, keeping his thumb in your mouth until he pulls it back. “jay, lay on your back.”

jay immediately does as sunghoon says, moving into the position as he slips off his boxer.

“now, princess,” sunghoon returns his attention back to you, “want you to sit on top of jay.” you do as he says, moving into the position to have jay under you. you feel sunghoon’s hand grab your hips, ripping down your soaked red panties as you move. he gives you a harsh smack on your ass with his hand, making you cry out his name.

“i knew you had something for asses,” you smirk out of breath, having been told that sunghoon park is an ass guy one thousand times before.

suddenly, there’s a hand wrapped around your neck from behind, a warm presence pressed against your back. you’re instantly aware that it’s sunghoon from his cologne and deep voice. “keep teasing me like this and you won’t be getting any cock, whore.” his lips brush against the cusp of your ear as he speaks, “understand?”

“yes, sir,” you respond weakly to his threat. sunghoon lets go over your throat, leaving you heaving from the surprise force and from how turned on you are.

jay and you both groan when you feel yourself drip onto his cock underneath you, and your juices have nowhere else to fall beside his cock.

“c’mon, baby, need you on my cock now,” jay urges you, grabbing your waist to help lift you onto your knees. you grab hold of his dick, “wait,” he stops you, “no condom?” at the mention of a condom you turn to look at jake and shrug, “no it’s okay.”

“did you guys not use a condom?” jay asks, looking between you and jake, to which you both shake your heads no. you’re oblivious to the cocky smirk on jake’s face at the knowledge that he’s the only one who got to fuck you raw.

you hear a shaky huff from behind you, warm hands meeting your waist again and you know it’s sunghoon, “fuck, just put her on your cock already.”

jay lifts you up again, and you take hold of his girth, sliding it through your juices before you slowly start to sink down onto his hard cock. the stretch feels amazing from how turned on you are from your previous orgasms.

“fuck, baby- you’re so fucking wet.” jay groans out, fingers tightening into your waist as he tries to refrain from bucking up into you. you whimper in response, fighting the urge to grind your clit down onto his pelvis.

“jake, sit by jay’s head, yeah?” sunghoon speaks, pressing kisses into your shoulder blade. jake obeys, laying on an angle so his hips are beside jay’s head. his tan skin on display for you, and his hard cock is dripping with precum.

the sight of his cock makes your mouth water, and before you realize you’re speaking out to him, “jake, i want your dick in my mouth- wanna taste you like I said i did.” jake lets out a groan at your words, his hand covering his mouth as he imagines what you’d look like with his cock in your mouth.

“baby, i want that, too.” jake tells you, his eyes shifting to sunghoon behind him. you feel sunghoon smirk against your skin before he speaks.

“go ahead baby, make them both feel good.”

you lean over jay’s chest, his cock instantly shifting to hit your g spot. jake’s cock was right at your face now, the veins protruding from how long he had been teasing himself.

“stick your tongue out,” jake demanded, hitting his cock on your pink tongue when you did. you could taste drops of his precum, the salty taste making you excited for the rest of it. when he let you finally put your mouth around his tip, your tongue didn’t hesitate to circle it. both of you moaned when your lips covered it, the warmth from your mouth making jake lose his control so quickly.

when jay had figured you were comfortable with jake’s dick in your mouth, he started to thrust his dick up into you. you moan out against jake’s dick, eyes already closing with pleasure.

“keep your eyes open angel, don’t want hoon to punish you, understand?” jake cooed at you, putting your hair in a makeshift ponytail with his hand. you continued to suck jake’s dick, taking it slowly farther into your throat.

a sudden slap on your ass made you jerk off of jake’s dick, jay’s pounding into your pussy not stopping- only starting a quick pace.

“jake asked if you understood, y/n.” sunghoon’s voice rang out deep, his hand rubbing the spot he had just spanked.

“i understand, jake.” you look up at jake, his eyes soft as they meet yours. “i’ll keep my eyes open, sir.” you glance back a sunghoon, who leans down and kisses your lower back in response.

you quickly latch yourself onto jake’s dick again, trying your hardest to suck him good as jay continuously pounds into you. jay’s fingers had slid their way between your bodies, rubbing your sensitive clit as his pace didn’t falter.

“fuck, y/n- you gonna cum?- feel how wet you’re getting.” jay struggles through his teeth.

you slip off of jake’s dick, your hands tugging at his balls as you speak, “y-yes, jay. feels so good.”

you continued to jerk jake’s cock, and it glided effortlessly in your palm with all your saliva. “f-fuck, don’t stop angel.” jake moans out, his own eyes struggling to remain open as his climax approaches.

the sounds of jake getting closer to his high made jay fuck into you faster, wanting both of you to cum simultaneously. “fuck, jay- oh my god.”

your breath was becoming ragged from not being able to catch your breath properly; the pleasure was too mind consuming to even think about trying to fix your breathing. you had three beautiful boys around you, all wanting to see you cum. you had jake at the palms of your hands, ready to cum whenever you were.

you could hear sunghoon’s slick hand jerking his cock off behind you. you so badly wanted to turn around and watch him get off at the sight of you pleasuring his friends, but jake kept your neck still as he gripped your hair.

as soon as you felt sunghoon’s fingers touch your clit from behind, you knew you were done for. jay’s groans got louder the tighter you squeezed him. the pleasure was getting to the brink and you could feel yourself tipping over. you wanted jake to cum with you, so you started squeezing his cock tighter, your thumb sliding across the slit.

“fuck, baby!” jay groaned out, his dick was having a hard time fucking into you at this point, your warm walls sucking him in.

“can i cum? p-please can i cum?” you cry out, sunghoon’s fast pace on your sensitive clit throwing you over the edge.

you felt sunghoon’s hands replace jake’s, shoving the side of your face on jay’s upper arm and jake’s thigh, “look at me when you cum.” sunghoon demanded, your eyes struggled to look up at him with his grip, but you came when you heard jake moan your name.

jake’s cock was twitching in your palm throughout the entire time your high took over your body. you cried out all three of their names, struggling to keep your eyes on sunghoon.

you felt jake’s warm cum dribble down your hand as your body was becoming sensitive from all the intrusions. jay’s pace was slowing down as your high was finishing. jake was groaning out your name until he had to push your hand off his cock- too overstimulated from your mouth and hands.

“fuck, you’re such a good girl,” jay complimented, hand running through your hair as sunghoon rubbed your back. you mumble a thank you into his arm, your hand still resting on jake’s thigh.

sunghoon reached over you and scooped up the remnants of jake’s cum off his cock. jake squirmed, still trying to catch his own breath. the three of you were shocked that sunghoon didn’t seem fazed at all to touch jake’s dick. and it only fueled all of your inner fires more. jake bit his lip as he watched sunghoon’s hand filled with his cum lead towards your mouth. without even thinking you opened your mouth, desperate to taste jake’s cum. it was warm and salty on your tongue, and you hummed at the taste around sunghoon’s fingers.

“fuck,” jake groaned out into his bedroom, the sight too much for his sensitive cock to twitch.

you felt jay’s cock stir inside of you, realizing that jay was also turned on at the sight of you slurping jake’s cum off of the co captain’s fingers. you lazily smiled at jake, happy that you could make him feel so good.

“sit up again, princess,” sunghoon cooed, holding onto your shoulder from behind you. “let me see your hand.” sunghoon grabbed the hand you had used to jerk off jake, still covered in his cum, and lead it towards your clit. “use jake’s cum as a lubricant.” you immediately start to rub your clit with jake’s cum. instinctively your hips begin to move back and forth, grinding on jay’s cock.

jay lets out a curse, throwing his head back into jake’s pillows. jay’s cheeks are blushed, sweat is covering his hairline as you continue to fuck him, making more of a mess where your bodies meet by adding jake’s cum.

as you continue, sunghoon reaches around your body, telling you. Jay, and then jake to spit into his hand- he finishes it by adding his spit into the mix. he pushes your body forward, so your entire chest is against jays. your hips stop moving as jay and you feel sunghoon dribble the mixture of spit onto jay’s cock and your pussy. it’s warm and it makes you and jay groan out at the feeling.

with his wet hand, sunghoon jerks off his cock, keeping his other hand on your lower back so you don’t move.

“fuck, that’s so hot.” jake lets out, still in his spot at jay’s head. sunghoon chuckles at jake’s compliment with a shake of his head.

“gotta make sure it’s all wet so i can slide right in,” he explains his action.

you groan at the thought of what is about to happen; both jay and sunghoon’s cocks filling you up as jake watches. you would’ve never thought you’d be in this position, but you are so glad you are.

sunghoon leans forward, harshly spitting right onto where jay’s cock fits into your pussy- almost sliding out at this point.

“jake, rub her clit for her,” sunghoon tells the brown haired boy, and jake jumps at the opportunity. jake’s circles start slow, knowing how sensitive it must be; to which you’re thankful for. you brace yourself for what you’re about to feel, trying to focus on jake’s touch. “you okay, y/n?” sunghoon’s voice is serious as he whispers into your ear.

“yeah, i’m good,” you tell him truthfully, “just don’t know how it’ll feel.”

sunghoon presses a kiss below your ear, not minding the sweat that has collected there, “you’ll know we’ll stop if you tell us to.”

“if it hurts, if you’re uncomfortable or if you just don’t want to do it, tell us.” jay adds from below you, swirling his thumb into circles on your hip.

“we’ll do anything you want- we care about you and want you to feel good, that’s all.” jake finishes for them. you smile gratefully at the three of them, trusting them more than anyone in the moment and tell them to continue.

sunghoon presses one final kiss onto your neck before he places his hand on your lower back again, keeping you against jay, “i’ll go slow, alright princess?” you nod your head against jay’s chest, eyes keeping with jake’s sweet ones.

sunghoon began to push into you slowly, just like he said he would. you could feel the intrusion start and you squeezed your eyes shut, worried about the pain that may come with it.

“breathe, y/n.” jay spoke to you softly, “the more you tighten the more it’ll hurt.” you take deep breaths, feeling yourself relax into jake touch as he begins rubbing soft circles on your clit again, trying to distract you. you reach out your hand and place it on jake’s cheek, unable to speak of the gratefulness you were feeling. jake immediately leans into your touch, quickly kissing your palm before replacing his cheek.

jake and jay were almost able to completely distract you from sunghoon’s cock pushing itself into you- becoming more aware when the hard tip had bulged its way into you.

“holy shit,” you let out, pressing your forehead into jay’s chest.

“are you okay?” jay asked, brushing his hand through your hair.

“yes, keep going, hoon,” you tell sunghoon. he presses a kiss to your shoulder, careful not to move his hips as he leans forward.

though you had been prepped with fingers, a tongue, a dick and lots and lots of cum and spit- the squeeze of sunghoon’s dick was still forceful. you were thankful that there were three of them there to support you because you’re sure you would’ve lost your mind.

when sunghoon had finally, bottom out inside of you, all three of you groaned as jake chuckled to himself at the contemporaneous sound. you cried out when jay had shifted his hips underneath you.

“does it feel good, angel?” jake asked you softly, stopping his motions on your clit for a moment.

you hum as confirmation, “you guys can move- slow though.”

“of course, baby.” jay smiled up at you, nodding at sunghoon over your shoulder.

both of them started to rock their hips back and forth. they started at the same rhythm and pace; slow, deep movements to not hurt you further. the sensation was something you had honestly never felt before. it made you feel weak at the knees as the pleasure started to consume your body. jake didn’t stop rubbing circles into your clit, kissing your arm and neck as the two others fucked into you.

“feel, so full,” you slur out to them, your eyes blinking back the sudden tears that were about to fall from the pleasure taking over your body.

“you feel so good, princess- could fuck you all day like this.” sunghoon groans out, his hands tightening on your hips as jay and him speed up their paces.

the two boys’ thrusts changed paces the more they got into their own rhythms- chasing their own highs. you felt so dirty as the two of them practically used your body to get off. while jay was deep inside of you, sunghoon was pulling out; while sunghoon was reaching your gspot, jay was pulled out and waiting to shove back.

there was constant pressure on your gspot and clit- and you quickly lost yourself in the pleasure. and jake’s room had turned into a room made of wet noises coming from your pussy, dirty praises and moans of each other’s names quickly.

you could feel your orgasm approaching, and your hips started to thrust back and forth, meeting their thrust everytime. their grunts immediately resonated in your ears. the heat between the four of your bodies was consuming as the three of you worked to reach an orgasm.

“oh, fuck!” sunghoon let out suddenly, his own eyes closing, raising one of his hands so he could bite down on his finger to keep quiet.

“fuck, you’re close right, baby?” jay asks out of breath, “you always get so fuckin’ wet when you’re about to cum.”

you hum, nodding your head with your eyes close, you feel jake’s other hand reach your nipples between jays and your bodies, squeezing them and making your back arch into his touch.

a slap on your ass suddenly rang out, making you cry out into jake’s bedroom- the room you had slept over so many times before throughout your childhood. sunghoon was gripping the skin he had just smacked, loving how your ass was turning pink from the spanking he’s given you throughout the hour.

“fuck, do that again, hoon- she squeezes so tight when you do.” jay encourages his friend, needing to feel your warm walls right around him more.

“please, sir,” you whine out to him, “i love it when you- you smack my ass.”

“oh god,” jake shakes his head, not believing what he’s living through right now, “you’re so hot,” he tells everybody that can hear him.

sunghoon lands both of his hands on your ass, gripping the red skin with all of his force, loving the way you squeeze his dick harder and squeal his name.

“i’m gonna cum!” you suddenly cry out, the coil in your stomach snapping so unexpectedly, “pl- please, let me cum, please!”

jay wraps his hand around your throat, blocking some of the oxygen that flows to your head. you love how his hand seems to fit around your neck naturally. your eyes roll to the back of your head, the pressure and attention all over your body becoming too much.

jake’s warm hands cup your cheeks, making your eyes hooded as you look into the warm brown ones you love so much, “keep your eyes open, angel- want you to look at me when you cum- wanna see how good they’re making you feel.”

“oh god jake!” you cry out, if his hands weren’t holding your face up you’d have been face planted into jay’s chest already. “they feel so good- you all make me feel so good.”

“ugh, fuck.” jay is the first to lose it when your walls tighten around them one more time- your orgasm hitting you at the same time as him. you’re both shaking as jay stills inside you, his warm cum spurting inside your walls. sunghoon continues to fuck into you, his cock brushing against jay’s in a way that overstimulates you two so well.

your body rests entirely on jay’s body now, feeling his chest rise up and down quickly as he tries to catch his breath through the overstimulation. you can feel jake pressing and kissing into your sweaty skin, but your focusing on sunghoon’s dick still fucking in and out of you- using your body to get himself to cum.

you hear sunghoon chuckle breathlessly behind you and you manage to turn your head to look at him, “you’re so wet i just keep slipping out.” you feel him shove his cock all the way into you again, not even realizing that he had slipped out due to jay’s cock still stretching you out.

it only took sunghoon a few more thrusts until he’s cumming inside of you, his warm cum covering your walls and jay’s cock- mixing with cum and spit. you hear jay and jake mumbling praises to you over sunghoon’s heavy breathing.

“you’re such a good girl,” jay mumbles.

“did so well for us,” jake pushes your hair back off your sweaty forehead so you could look at him. Through the lust in his eyes, you can see adoration and care.

sunghoon presses more kisses into your back as he slowly pulls out of you. jay follows and pulls out a slow pace. it leaves your pussy feeling open and gapping as their cum trickles out. it’s all over your pussy and thighs as it lands on jake’s bed in a puddle.

“fuck,” sunghoon shakes his head, holding your ass cheeks apart so they could all see the image of their cum dripping out of you. “so fucking hot, princess.” you feel your body squirm as it adjusts to the stretch your pussy just went through.

jake’s room went almost silent as you all caught your breaths. you felt sunghoon shift so he was laying down horizontal at the bottom of the bed on his back.

“are you okay?” jake asks you sweetly, the other boys listening to your answer.

“yeah- i’m really good.” you smile at him from jay’s chest. your eyes travel down jake’s tan body, stopping when you see how red and hard his cock is. instinctively your hand reaches out to grab it, wanting to relieve him.

“no, no,” jake removes your hand, “it’s okay- you just went through a lot and-,”

“but i want your cock in me too, jake.” you pout at him.

jesus christ,” jay groans with a smirk, realizing that the show was not over.

“are you sure, y/n?” jake asks you with all seriousness.

you nod at him, trailing your hand down his abs, “please jake, i need you.”

jay helps you roll onto your back, so your head is where jay’s used to be. jake didn’t waste any time wrapping his hands around your breasts, playing with your hardened and red nipples. he leans down and presses his lips into yours- and they don’t detach when he slips his cock so quickly into you. he bottoms out, perfectly hitting your g spot, making you grip harshly onto his upper arms.

“fuck, you’re so tight, angel,” jake groans as he slowly pounds into you.

“our baby just wants cock so bad, isn’t that right princess?” sunghoon says from beside you suddenly; you didn’t even feel him shift on the bed to lay so close to you.

“fuck,” jake groans out, slipping his head inbetween your shoulder and neck, biting down on the skin there, “she just got even tighter, bro.”

sunghoon smirks at you over jake’s shoulder, knowing you liked it when he called you all of theirs.

you feel jay’s hand slip down and start to play with your clit softly as jake continues gently pounding into you. jake was being delicate with you, knowing that your body would soon give out when the adrenaline stops. jake feels your walls tighten around him again at jay’s movements, causing him to grunt out to you.

“fuck, y/n- i’m gonna cum.”

“do it jake, please- i wanna be filled up with your cum so bad.” you whine to him, your hands trailing from his arms to his neck, pulling his lips onto yours as he cums. his moans are silenced by your lips and his hips are stuttering from his release. you can instantly feel his cum join the rest of the mess between your thighs.

jake pecks your lips once before he wholly pulls away from you, sitting back on his knees and slowly pulling out of you to see his cum dribbling out of you, landing on his bed, his cock and all over your swollen lips.

“fuck,” someone groans at the sight, your eyes were slowly starting to close so you couldn’t see who it was but you’d guess sunghoon from the deepness.

you still had an ache in your core from jake and jay slowly getting you off. you aren’t sure who pulled your legs open first, because when you opened your eyes all three boys were gathered there, keeping your thighs for closing.

“we need to clean up our mess now, princess.” sunghoon told you with a smirk, making your clit pound abruptly.

your eyes instantly rolled to the back of your head when sunghoon delved into your pussy, his tongue lapping up the cum that trailed its way through your slit.

then, jake was sucking your juices that had fallen to your thighs, making obscure slurping noises as he pecked, licked and bite the sensitive skin of your thighs.

jay kept one of his hands on your thighs, pushing it back against the bed; giving enough room to jake and sunghoon, and he latched his mouth onto your nipple.

you instantly cried out, your moan mixed with a curse as the pleasure was amped up again. you fought the urge to shut your eyes, wanting to see the scene portrayed between your legs.

“want you to be a good girl for us and cum one more time,” jay mumbled, sucking your nipple into his mouth before he continued again, “think you can do that?”

“y-yes, please- wanna be a good girl.”

“fuck- you really taste so sweet princess.” sunghoon moans into your pussy.

“shit, let me taste some, hoon.” jake groans, staring right at your pussy as sunghoon inches to the side, keeping his tongue on your folds as jake delved in. jake sucked your clit into his mouth, slurping it and filling his bedroom with more sinful noises for the night.

jay’s fingers played with your nipples as he pressed his lips into your briefly- they tasted sweet and were slightly chapped from the activities you’ve been doing. you cry out into his mouth when you feel fingers slip inside you. you look down at your legs; sunghoons mouth is over your clit now, nipping onto the sensitive bud as jake has slipped three of his fingers inside of you and were fucking into your gspot at full force.

your entire body was being shoved up the bed from how hard jake was fucking his fingers into you.

“fuck,” jay groans out at the sight, keeping one of his hands on your nipples as he delves down and meets his lips with your pussy.

all three men where in between your legs, moaning into your skin as they tasted you and fucked you. none of the boys seemed to mind that their tongues were touching each other’s or their fingers, which made the coil in your stomach start to burst again.

“g-gonna cum,” you manage to get out to them.

you hear jake chuckle, “i know, baby- you always start to cream before you cum- can feel it on my fingers.”

“be a good girl and cum for us.” jay lets out, his lips mumbling against your pussy.

“wanna taste how sweet you are, princess.” sunghoon speaks, his hand reaching out to interlock with yours for support.

“you can do it, angel.” jake encourages you to let lose.

your eyes remained wide as you came, knowing that they all liked it when you kept eye contact with them when you reach your high. all of them slowed down at the same time, jake slowly pulling his fingers out of you- sunghoon grabbed jake’s hand to bring it to his lips. you let out a whimper when you see sunghoon groan against jake’s fingers- sucking all of your cum off of his friend’s digits.

jay was the first one to stand off the bed- leaving the room and heading to the bathroom. you could hear the tap running from down the hall since he kept the door open.

sunghoon was next to stand, wanting to gather everyone’s proper clothes. and jake followed him, standing to approach you, laying down beside you, pulling your head onto his chest and moving your sweaty hair off your face.

“you good, y/n?” he asks for the millionth time tonight, making you smile every time. jake will always care about you- always put your well being first. you’ve been friends for years and have always taken care of each other- even if it was from afar.

jay returns with a wet cloth, “spread your legs again for me, baby.” you do, with help from jake and jay, and the wet cloth meets your starting-to-get-sore pussy as jay cleans up the mess that you all have made. when he figures that he’s done a good enough job he passes it to sunghoon for him to clean himself off.

jake had stood up while jay was cleaning you, mumbling something about getting a clean fresh of sheets since you had apparently ruined them.

your eyes had started to close when jay was cleaning you- the warm cloth lulling you to sleep. your mind and body was so tired that you could care less when you felt someone lift you out of bed and take you on a short walk somewhere.

when you were halted, you could immediately tell that you were with sunghoon- his oaky musky smell that you loved so much was taking over your senses before you even realized it. you passed out in his arms entirely as he sat in the same chair he did in the beginning of the night as jake and jay changed the sheets and blankets.

you aren’t sure how long you were asleep for, but when you wake up you’re in jake’s bed; jake is lying on your right, sunghoon on your left and jay is laying his head on your chest- his body in the middle of yours and sunghoon’s bodies. you’re thankful that you have clothes on- the shirt you have on definitely belongs to jake.

“hi,” the shirt’s owner says when he sees your eyes fluttering open.

“hi,” your voice is hoarse when you speak, making Jake pout in concern.

‘how’re you feeling?” sunghoon asks from the other side of you.

“tired.”

“sore?” jake asks you, nuzzling his nose into your shoulder.

“not yet.”

the four of you fall back into a comfortable silence. your hand is trailing in jay’s hair. jake’s breathing is slowly falling into a steady pace in your ear and sunghoon keeps playfully biting your shoulder. it feels so right to be with the three of them again- that the four of you being together makes it complete. you think that if just one of you wasn’t here right now, the feeling would be off- you wouldn’t be as happy as you are now.

you think back to freshman year when you had first hung out with them. how it fell into a naturally comfortable pace quickly after meeting each other. you compare it to how it feels to be with them now; how there’s no secret worries of judgment or insecurities– well, almost none.

“so y/n, do you know who won the bet?” jay asks sleepily- you thought he fell asleep way before you woke up.

you let out a sigh at the topic you had almost forgotten about. the topic that you had wanted to forget about. “no- this thing we just did, didn’t help me at all.”

you hear Jake sigh at your answer, his face not moving from the crook of your neck. sunghoon’s hand grabbed a hold onto yours like before, interlocking it over top your chest.

“it really only confirmed what i’ve been thinking this entire time.” you continue on.

“what do you mean, princess?” sunghoon asks, hand squeezing your own.

you let out a great sigh, trying to prepare yourself to speak something you had only ever thought before- something that you’ve been trying to sink down into the pits of your mind and never think of again. but after all this- it’d be hard to continue.

at your sigh and hesitation, jay turns his head from laying on your stomach sideways to looking at your face. you can tell that he’s exhausted, but he’s giving you his full attention. “this entire time, i’ve been thinking how wrong it was for me to have sex with the three of you in such a short time. how I can’t want all of you all of the time- but, i do. and i don’t think i could continue to live without all of you.”

“what’re you saying, y/n?” jay asks, confused, glancing at his friends on either side of your shoulders.

jake plants a kiss on your shoulder for support, seeing you struggle to get your words out, “that i want to be with all of you- that you’re all winners because i love all of you, equally.”

sunghoon’s the first one to grab your face, meshing your lips together to kiss him messily, “oh god, y/n.”

jay sits up better between yours and sunghoon’s bodies, taking your hand in his hair and pecking it over and over, “we love you, too.”

jake speaks in your ear next, “you’re all we’ve ever wanted.”

“really, guys?” you ask them, happiness building up in your chest.

“yes, really.” jake rolls his eyes, his hand landing on your head to mess up your hair. “like jay said- we love you.”

“we always have, y/n.” sunghoon says with a smile, a light in his eyes that you have never seen before and it surprises you.

all this time you thought they would have judged you for falling in love with more than one of them. get frustrated with you for not picking only one of them to date. but it just felt so right to be with all of them. they all gave you something that no one else ever could.

“plus, i guess i love hoon and jake, too.” jay mumbles, suddenly avoiding all of your eyes.

“aww,” jake lets out a teasing tone, “we love you too, jay! right, hoon?”

the three of you turn to look at sunghoon who is obviously trying to avoid smiling, but the twinge of pink growing on his cheeks gives his true thoughts away, “yeah, whatever.”

all of you laugh and settle back into your previous positions; the boys lie with you, surrounding you peacefully. your hand falls into jay’s hair naturally, loving how soft it always felt between your fingers. sunghoon’s oaky smell taking over your senses and lulling you to sleep with jake’s steady breathing.

“but, i do think there should be some sort of winner to our bet,” jay explains suddenly, his voice muffled as he keeps his face meshed against your stomach.

“how?” sunghoon asks curiously.

“like,” jay ponders for a second, “who fucked her the best.” the hand in his hair slaps his head. “hey!”

“well, that’s not fair because you’ve both fucked her more than once when i haven’t.” sunghoon complains.

you sigh and settle into the pillow underneath your head, “there’s plenty of time for more rounds, hoon- just, not tonight.”

your eyes shut so you miss the way sunghoon genuinely smiles at your character, “of course, princess.”

“so,” jake lets out after a moment of silence, stirring you all from sleep again, “bet part two?”

You groan as jay and sunghoon stifle their laughs, not wanting to piss you off more, especially since you were so sleep deprived.

but, the three of them shared a look that told each other that bet part two was so on.

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[domainedewinter]

A night to learn - Part 2/2

Summary: Aemond woke up in the middle of the night to hear his brother running from the house, again. He found him and decided to give him what he needed to keep him with him.

Warnings: DUBCON, TYPICAL TARGARYEN INCEST, profanity, innuendo, he/him pronouns, , fingering, oral m receiving, toxic behaviour, SoftDom!Aemond, MxM, begging, nsfw.

Rating: 18+, MDNI

English is not my first language.

Aegon's moans filled the room in an utterly humiliating manner; If a few hours earlier he had known that he would find himself under his little brother, moaning like this, he would never have believed it.

Aemond was in private as he always was: meticulous and perfectly in control of himself and of the one in his hands. Aegon even wondered what experience his brother had to do this with such ease.

Because the very thought that his brother had slept with other people seemed incredible to him.

Aemond's hand had left the elder's cock to pull down his pants, growling in frustration, as if the fact that he was wearing clothes upset him. He took a moment to pull back his body and head, just enough to look at him and his gaze only burned Aegon’s skin in a new way. He felt his cheeks flush violently and turned his head over his shoulder when his mouth was free. “Aem.. what... are you..?”

“Shht, let me look at you. You’re not usually modest, why be so now.”

Aegon was not suffering from excessive modesty, he was simply not reassured to ignore his younger brother's thoughts.

Aegon swallowed hard, jumping when a hand wandered over his back and down to his ass, the fingers he himself had moistened coming to caress the entrance to his body. A breath caught in his throat and he tensed, but soon Aemond grabbed him by the hair again to pull his head back, making him groan.

“Relax. Since you run into dangers and strangers every night, I’ll make sure I find a way to put an end to this.”

As he spoke, his thumb pressed harder against his brother's puckered hole and Aegon wanted to lower his head and muffle his moans against the mattress, something Aemond did not allow him.

“Please…don’t…don’t hurt me.”

For a second, Aemond stopped moving, looking at him almost in shock, then furrowed his thin silver eyebrows. But soon, he regained consistency and pressed his burning chest against Aegon's stiff and almost trembling back, now drawing small circles against his entrance, forcing the elder's body to open for him.

His lips came to curl against his ear.

“If I want to hurt you, if I want to ravage your ass to the point you're unable to walk for the next few days, then I'll do it, again and again until you learn your lesson, brother.”

A sob of fear escaped Aegon who wanted to turn around, but once again, he was not allowed to do so, placing his hands against the mattress ready to struggle more if his little brother followed through on his threats. He was scared now, as scared as Aemond wanted him to be.

“But that’s not what I want to do to you. It will only be the last solution if the first does not put you in line.” With the tip of his tongue, he gently licked Aegon's earlobe, who shivered, this time with pleasure, and bit his lip, impatient to know what Aemond had in mind. “I’m going to take care of filling your pretty little ass, so full of me that you won’t be able to think about anything else. I’m going to make you cum so hard, feel so overwhelmed submitting to me and loving it, that you’ll never run outside again.”

As he finished his sentence, Aemond gave the elder no chance to respond, pushing his thumb fully into him several times before replacing it with his index and middle fingers, but Aegon leaned further on the bed, trying to escape the intrusion.

“Aemond, it’s too fast…slow down…you’re going too fast.” His voice was hoarse and breathless, the sensation making sweat bead on his body and it only made Aemond's predatory smile widen. “Nothing is ever too much for you, you always want more so believe me, I won’t stop until you are ready to welcome my cock inside you.”

Nibbling his ear now, he reveled in the way Aegon's ass clenched around his fingers and how, when he made a movement that was as calculated as it was precise, Aegon almost cried out with pleasure.

“Shh, there it is, that feels good doesn’t it? Now relax. I love hearing you scream but I want to make sure you're ready to take me inside you, because that's what you're going to do, right? Let me open your perfect ass until my cock can burn you from the inside out.”

A sinister, impatient laugh escaped him. “And you’re going to love it.”

Violently withdrawing his fingers, causing a certain frustration and incomprehension in Aegon, he stood up and quickly freed both of them of the last barriers that the clothes created around their bodies, the last barrier between them.

Aemond's long, thin fingers returned to tangle in his brother's shaggy hair as he stood up, placing the latter's face right in front of his manhood.

“Now make that mouth useful and make my cock nice, hard and wet enough to split you open.”

Aegon knew the moment he met his brother's gaze that this wasn't going to be gentle, that he wasn't going to take the same precautions with his mouth as he did with his ass but decided to not provoke him despite everything.

“Open your mouth, tongue out.”

He obeyed, and when Aemond's cock slid along his tongue, he could taste the salty taste of desire that must have been building in the younger brother during the last few minutes. Finding it strange at first, he began to close his lips around his brother's length and sucked, loving the weight of his desire on his tongue and the murmurs of pleasure it created from him. His hands came to grip his angular hips and quickly, Aemond made him speed up the movement, guiding his head as he wanted, and when he hit the back of his throat, he felt the heat tightening on him but was surprised not to see Aegon try to fight him off. Instead, he welcomed him as much as possible and let him fuck his face, tears rolling down his cheeks and his lips red and bruised from the assault.

“You do this very well, brother, really well. If I had known that your mouth could one day bring me so much pleasure.”

He chuckled darkly before picking his brother up and throwing him onto the bed. Aegon fell onto his back, panting, his face turned messy just as Aemond found he liked it. “Lie down, grab your legs under your knees and pull them up.”

Since Aegon seemed hesitant, understanding how open and vulnerable the position would make him, Aemond decided to take matters into his own hands, putting them under Aegon's knees and pushing until his knees touched his chest.

“Hold them.”

With an uncertain nod, Aegon obeyed and looked down to see his cock throbbing and leaking, his legs spread and his entrance on full display for his brother. He would then be able to use it exactly as he wished, his shameless eye looking where it would very soon sink into him.

Aemond spat into his hand, making a mental note to bring a more suitable lubricant for the next time because, next time there would be, and spread his saliva along his shaft, slowly before positioning the top of his cock to the entrance to his body.

“Eyes on me when I take what’s mine, watch me fuck you.”

The boldness and confidence of this man would always amaze Aegon, especially after knowing the uncertain and frightened little boy he had sometimes been.

Aegon's gaze locked with his, staring into his single lilac eye as he entered him, pushing all the way in, slowly but without stopping, not giving him time to adjust before he was completely in him, up to the hilt.

The vice of flesh around him was velvet, vibrating and burning and it was the best feeling Aemond had ever experienced. If until now he had already thought about starting again, he was now certain that he would never want to stop.

“Aemond!! It burns!”

“Breathe, love, breathe.” With his fingertips, he brushed back some silver curls that fell on his brother's forehead, caressing him gently just before leaning down and kissing him, swallowing the moan of pain that escaped his lips.

“Your body will get used to me. Let me make you feel good.”

His other hand snaked between their bodies to find his brother's cock and begin stroking it up and down, already finding it hard. With his thumb, he came to play on the top before starting again but still without moving inside of Aegon. 

He gave him a few indulgent seconds to adjust, his breath short and his heart pounding, until Aegon's tear-filled eyes soothed and his body relaxed, his hands roaming over his shoulders and he clings to him, nodding gently, giving Aemond the sign he had been waiting for to resume.

His thrusts were precise and deep, as if he were looking for something and, the minute he found it, a catlike smile appeared on his lips as he heard Aegon groan in surprise, his large lilac eyes wide with astonishment, questioning. 

“It’s good, right here, hm?

Another thrust and Aegon wondered why he found himself unable to contain his pleasure, why his whole body was numbed by this sensation he had never felt before and which electrified his body with desire.

He could feel his brother's manhood thrusting in and out of him with such force that he wondered if he would ever get up again. “The next time I fuck you, it will be on your hands and knees, and I will make you scream loud, so loud, I can’t wait to ravage your pretty little ass on display just for me.. but for tonight, I want to see your face, and I want to be sure that you see mine at the moment when you are completely lost in pleasure.”

A strange apprehension passed through Aegon's body, a pleasant fear, a promise that made him long for that next time to come.

But soon his thoughts had to cease their wandering, forcibly, because only pleasure had a place in his mind, completely clouded with it, having eyes only for his little brother who had become such a fierce man.

Aegon nodded frantically, tightening his grip on Aemond's shoulders.

“Aemond.. I.. I can’t hold on any longer, I feel weird.”

Of course he felt strange but since no one had ever done this to him before, he could only guess that he was going to cum, not used to feeling it from the inside.

Aemond's smile disappeared, giving way to the seriousness that usually characterized him when he relentlessly tapped, again and again on that spot that made Aegon scream.

“Hu-hu,” he scolded, “If you want to cum, ask politely.”

Aegon growled, hating being ordered around and never having had to belittle himself like this during an intimate act, usually being the one to say his words. However, he obeyed, feeling that Aemond's authority sent other electric and exhilarating waves through his body.

“Please, let me cum, please, please..” he began to whisper like a prayer and it was with indulgence that Aemond responded to his desire, fucking him and stroking his cock on the verge of exploding faster as he was pounding him from the inside.

Aegon arched his back, his breath caught and his moans swallowed by his brother as he came.

He didn't know how long the pleasure lasted through him but he could have put his hand to it as he had never had an orgasm so long and so good, so powerful.

A muffled moan from his plump, bruised lips echoed as his brother withdrew, and when he was finally able to open his eyes again, Aegon rolled onto his side, turning towards Aemond who was lying on his stomach, near him.

“Are you full enough of me to be calm now? Just know that if you’re not, the minute your unruly little mind wakes up again, I’ll be there to fuck you again.”

A slight and almost shy smile appeared on Aegon's face. "Is it a promise?"

This response surprised Aemond who chuckled, crossing his arms under his head to rest his cheek on them and look at him.

Aegon ran his hand through his hair to brush back his light curls then sat up on his elbows, running his fingers over his brother's shoulders.

Since he let himself be done, Aegon continued, going down on his back then placing his hand on his little brother's ass, looking up at him.

“Hmm?” the youngest asked, seeing the interest flash in his brother's eyes but wanting to hear what was on his mind. "What's up?"

Aegon seemed to hesitate for a moment, coming to press a little closer against his brother while continuing to caress his back and ass. “And you, will you let me do it? Will you let me take you?” He had lost his temper at his brother's directives, had let Aemond drag him to their house and use him, use his body as he wished, but now that he was completely sober of fear and apprehension he had felt, his body warming and calming after Aemond had taken care of it, he was regaining confidence.

“After all, baby brother, I’m pretty sure the only gift our parents gave me was a perfect little brother to fuck. Just for me.” Aemond didn't show it visibly but a little smirk appeared at the corners of his lips, amused at the idea of ​​exchanging roles and even if he had said nothing, neither nodded nor refused, Aegon already knew that the answer was yes.

[yuyu1024]

Birthday Sex

Pairings: San x Y/N x Wooyoung x Mingi

Genre/tags: FWB, MxM & MxF

Warning: 🔞🔞🔞🔞 smut/angst, cursing, sensual touching, making out, semi public, pet name, kink, unprotected sex, mxm /mxf relationship

~~~~[lmk if i miss anything]

Words: 1.6k

Disclaimer:

- this story is just made up

- english is not my first language, please be nice 😊

Note: no plot. Just pure smut hehe sorry this is short and random 😅

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Everyone have gathered to celebrate your birthday. The table is filled with food and drinks. And the whole room, probably the whole house is occupied by the loud yelling, cheering and the singing as you are all enjoying the karaoke that came with the vacation house you guys rented out for the weekend.

"My throat hurts." Wooyoung says as he coughs after singing the highest note of the song San selected for him to sing. "Can we just play a game... I'm tired now from singing..." he flops down at the sofa and sit beside you.

"What game do you suggest?" San asks as he chugs down a glass of beer

"Card game?" Mingi suggests

"What kind of card game?" Wooyoung asks

"Wait... I did see something here..." San crawls towards the drawer where the games/toys are at. "This place is so cool providing games for kids and adults..." he then shows you guys one by one the stuff toys, board games and even the toy cars.

"But I'm too tired to play games..." you whine as you lean to Wooyoung's shoulder. "A little tipsy too... to even use my brain." You giggle

"Then, tell us what you want to do baby?" San asks

You smirk. "Don't call me baby... you know how I feel when you call me that."

"Why... what do you feel? Huh?" Wooyoung then cups your chin and kisses you on the cheek.

"Secret." You whisper, winking at him.

"Hey..." Mingi goes to sit on your other side and pouts, "why kiss her?"

"It was just on the cheek, Mangi." Woo explains. "Don't get jealous." He teases

"Are you... jealous?" You ask Mingi as you move to his side and lean on him this time.

"I am! Coz last time I didn't get to kiss you." He is serious. Yet adorable.

"You know you can kiss me anytime..." you says as you pinch his cheeks.

"Really?" He smiles

"Yes."

"Can I kiss you now?" He asks

"If you want to... yes."

Mingi smiles and leans in, lower, so he could reach and kiss you. The kiss is not just a smooch. It is a definite KISS.

His hand placement on your nape, positioning you for the perfect angle and then his tongue exploring your mouth as if his rent is due tonight.

Mingi is such a good kisser. His kiss could just make you go nuts especially with those lips.

"You two sound so sexy..." Wooyoung mumbles before he goes in to touch you. He begins cupping your breast while he leans in to lick your exposed collarbone with that off-shoulder top of yours.

"Yah... how about me?" San is sitting on the floor watching.

His whine made you pause and smile, stopping your make out session with Mingi. "What do you want, Sannie?"

"I don't know... but I want you." He's so red from all the drinking you guys did. He is tipsy too but he's still in control of himself and knows what he wants.

"It's your birthday, Y/N..." Wooyoung says before he goes in and kiss you on your neck. "Choose...who you want... to fuck first..." he says in between kisses

"Only one?" You asks

"Baby, you know we get jealous easily thats why four-some is not ideal for us... we only did it once and it got a bit heated..." San explains while his eyes is on Mingi

"What?" Mingi reacts cutely

"I think... It's better for us to have you one at a time...plus while we wait... we can..." Woo pauses to reach out to your other side and give Mingi a smooch on the lips. "We can keep each other busy."

"But I want to spent time with you all... it's my birthday..." you whine as you flop and lay your back on the sofa.

You are being too greedy. You're not demanding like this. It's the alcohol talking for you. Coz you know it can be chaotic if its four of you.

"Baby," San finally gets up and crawls on top of you pushing the two men on the side. "Woo and Mingi can stay in the room if you want... but no touching for them of course... while... I fuck you 'till break of dawn." He snarls right at your ear before he nibbles your skin, leaving marks on your neck.

"Hmmm..." you hum as you enjoy his kisses. "Are you sure we can do that?" you ask San

"Anything for you." He answers before he plants a soft kiss on your forehead

"Why is it always have to be you... the main guy...?" Wooyoung asks, rolling his eyes

San whips his head to him, grinning. "Coz I am the main guy..." then he kisses you on the lips before gazing at you. "Y/N is mine."

"Yah..." Mingi protests, "She never said she's yours..."

"But she is..." San explains, "I am dating her..."

"Not officially..." Mingi says

"Yaah... Mangi..." Woo suddenly stands up and kisses Mingi on the lips once again to get his attention. "Are you horny?"

Mingi with puppy eyes and cherry cheeks, "I am."

"Fuck me then..." Woo takes Mingi's hand and place it on his cheek. "I can be your buttom tonight... if you want." He says, smiling ear to ear. "Coz... I am horny as hell now too... just seeing you get jelly over them."

"Are you sure?" Mingi asks, "you want it?"

Woo looks down at Mingi's bulge, smirking. "I can take you... don't worry." Wooyoung then pulls Mingi up from the sofa and leading him to walk with him, so they could go to the room upstairs.

"Have fun you two!" San shouts as the two disappears from their sight. "Also there is lube up there!" He giggles

"Don't you think.. Wooyoung likes Mingi a little bit more than us?" You say, pointing the obvious.

"Maybe... how can he not... Mingi is his type. The cute type." Then San frowns. "why are you jealous? I'm right here."

You giggle. "I know... I can see you..."

"Don't be literal... I meant--"

You hush him by putting your index finger on his lips. "I know."

Then whilst biting your lower lip, you start to strip your clothes off while San is watching you. He's kneeling on the floor in front of you.

"Damn..." he hisses under his breathe the second he sees you just wearing your bra and panty. "Fuck... baby..." he can't take it anymore. He pushes his face forward and smudge his face on your chest. "You're so damn sexy..."

"Looks like you are more excited for my birthday sex than me..." you tease

"Baby, c'mon... you know I'm always excited when it comes to you."

"Aah!" You gasp when you suddenly feel his hand go to your clothed core.

"You're already excited..." he mumbles, smiling as he felt you wet and ready.

"Of course..." you exhale as you wrap your arms around him. "How can I not be?" Then you tilt your head and crash your lips to his.

Both of you are moaning into the kiss. You are not rushing this. You are just enjoying every little pleasure you two could give to each other. You have the whole not so why bother going to heaven so soon?

"F-fuck! S-San...! Nngggguuuh..." you are shaking. His finger in you is already a beautiful toture whilst you to are making out on the sofa. "Yes... there..." you move your hips along his rythm

"Ughh... My dick is twitching.. just hearing you cry..."

San's eyes is on you. Always on you whenever you two pause on kissing. He likes to see you react when he hits your spot or your body jerk whenever he makes you feel good with just his hands. He enjoys it. It turns him on even.

"Sannie... just... fuck me... I can't wait anymore... I want you in me..." you breathe, holding onto him for dear life. Your breathing is heavy and you are about to explode with all the sex drive.

"Let's do this then..." he grins. And then he switches your position, putting you on the sofa whilst he is on top of you.

"You looks so handsome..." you say to him as he rips his button up shirt up.

"Am I?" His dimple is showing. He likes that you called him handsome. "Or you're just saying that because..." he got lower, his face is inches from yours. "my dick is about to rip you apart?"

"Oh, Sannie..." you sensually glide your hands over his face and then his broad shoulders. "You are handsome... always... fucking me or not..."

He scoffs, trying not to smile. "I fucking love you... you really know how to make me fold and melt."

"I fucking love you too... my sannie." You whisper

"Fuck!" He grunts as he eases his length in your core. "Baby!" He nuzzles his face on your neck, breathing in and out slowly. "You're....taking me... so well...ughhhh..."

He is lengthy and thick. He fits you perfectly. More than perfect actually that it makes you clench even more.

"B-baby..." he is shaking. "I'm not even moving yet... but... but... fuck, fuck, fuck! Your so warm and holding me so well."

You start to kiss him from the back of his ear, his cheek and then pull his face up so you could kiss him on the lips. He is sweating bullets.

"We can go slow... we have all night." You say

"Fuck... just thinking about how we can be stuck like this... all night..." he positions his hands to find support from the sofa and start to move his hips. "I'm so fucking happy!"

You chuckle as you see him get excited. but then you stop smiling the second it hit you. Meaning, the second his dick hit your spot.

"Holy fuck!" You grab onto the sofa as well, above your head, to support yourself. He is thrusting in like you could feel him hit your stomach. It's so powerful and so intoxicating. "Fuck! Aaah!! San!!" You moan loudly

"Happy birthday, Baby." He says

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Warnings: mxm fxm, cum eating, oral f receiving, face sitting, grinding, oral m receiving, spitting, I might be forgetting other things let me know if i am

Why did it have to be you? Why did it have to be you to meet the cocky idiot everyone so loved? Why did it have to be you that he flirted with every time he saw you?

You wondered how someone could be so cocky and yet so sexy. Han Jisung was the epitome of sex, maybe that's why you hated him. Or maybe because of the way he'd sit there looking you up and down at any given chance, shamelessly.

Why did you come to this stupid club again is all that you think as a girl tries talking to him, but he looks as if he could care less what she's saying. That surprised you though, because Jisung was quick to bed any girl in sight, yet his eyes hadn't left your body the whole night. 

Well, maybe it was because of the arm around your body as you sit on his friend's lap. Minhos arms wrapped around you, keeping you from falling out of his lap. You weren't the only one who had noticed Jisung's eyes.

Jisung throws back another shot, clearly agitated, his hand going to his head, trying to rub away the headache he was getting from the girl talking. How long has she been trying to get his attention? Jisung didn't know, all he knew was that he hoped she'd leave soon so he could go back to watching you.

"Are you even listening to me?" She asks him. Jisung looks at the girl, finally giving her some kind of attention. He could tell she had dyed her hair recently blonde, her green eye contacts being extra.

Jisung sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose. "In all honesty? No. I couldn't give a fuck what you were talking about." He says and the girl puts her arm on his.

"Well, pay attention to me!" The fake blonde says. Did she not know how to take a hint? Was he not any clearer, or did he need to spell it out? Jisung sighs. He made a silent plea, hoping someone would save him, and help does come in the form of Hyunjin.

"I think you're needed over there." Hyunjin says, pointing towards you and Minho along with the rest of the guys. His eyes go across the blonde. "Alone." Hyunjin adds, and the girl seems to take the hint, finally leaving.

Jisung sighs, running a hand through his hair and letting out a sigh of relief. "Thank you for saving me. A few seconds longer, and I honestly would've probably made her cry." Jisung says, and Hyunjin snickers.

"Do you always have to be an asshole Han Jisung?" Chan asks as they arrive back at the table.

"You think I'm an asshole? You should go talk to her and then come back to me." Jisung says rolling his shoulders back, his body cracking, and releasing some of the pressure.

"Do you think your gods gift to women or something?" You say venom in your voice at Jisung's words. Oh, how he loved getting under your skin.

He smirks, and that pisses you off further. "No. Maybe I'm just gods gift to you." He says cockily, an eyebrow raised, a smirk never leaving his face.

If Jisung wasn't such a dick, you'd have probably already had sex with him, but sadly, that's not Han Jisung.

"Piss off Jisung." You say as the boys chuckle at you both.

"Why? You hate me?" Jisung fake a pout before it morphs into a smirk. You really wish you could wipe that smirk off his face.

You roll your eyes. "I don't see how these poor girls sleep with you." You tell him as one of Minhos hands rests on your thigh.

"Maybe I am gods gift to women." He throws your words back in your face, smirking as the boys watch on.

You glare at him but feel Minho gently caressing your leg, trying to calm the anger bubbling inside you.

You roll your eyes. "I need a drink." You say bitterly, Minho releasing his hands from yours so you can walk to the bar and order another fruity cocktail.

The boys immediately start having conversations of their own, no longer worried about you and Jisung's banter. Yet Minho watches Jisung. He looks in your direction for a second before meeting Minhos eyes. "Do you live to piss her off?" Minho asks him simply, and Jisung laughs.

"Yes. As a matter of fact, I do." Jisung says to his friend.

"Maybe if you'd be less of a dick, you'd be able to have yours inside her. Have you ever thought about that?" Minho raises an eyebrow, trying to get under Jisung's skin.

Jisung rolls his eyes. "Maybe, but it's fun seeing her lose her mind. Is it not?" Jisung asks as Minho crosses arms.

"Don't be a dick the rest of the night, and maybe she'll ask you to join us." Minho says bluntly.

He'd never admit it, but Jisung was excited to hear that. Jisung didn't know when, but he had started finding his friend and you attractive. Would Minho join in on the fun? All of the boys knew you guys were fucking, including Jisung, yet that didn't stop his filthy thoughts about you and his friend.

"Fine." Jisung says as you return with your drink in hand.

The rest of the night, Jisung is less of a dick to you. Instead asking you if you wanted another drink when your glass was empty and if you wanted company on the dance floor when Minho didn't want to.

Maybe you were wrong. Maybe Jisung isn't a cocky idiot. You were sweaty from dancing in the crowd and against Jisung as he danced to the beat with you, his hands on your hips gripping tight against you as you grinded against him. You were driving him crazy, so he was relieved when you asked him to sit down.

"Ready to go yet, Princess?" Minho asks you. You had to have at least been dancing for two hours in the crowd of bodies.

You nod, and Minho gets up. "The boys left. I told them you could stay with us tonight at Y/Ns, and it wasn't a big deal. Right Y/N?" Minho asks, coming behind you and resting his head on your shoulder, his hands going to your hips.

You shake your head as he kisses your neck and smiles at Jisung. "See. Now let's go." Minho says as he pulls away, and you want to whine, but you knew Minho would punish you for it. 

You grab your stuff along with the boys. Minho grabs his car keys, leading you and Jisung out of the club. "Let Sungie sit in the front, Princess. I'll make it up to you." He says kissing you sweetly, but you see the mischief in his eyes.

"Fine." You say when he unlocks the car and you open the backseat, climbing in. 

Jisung looked nervous as he opened the passenger door. It was nice to see his face morph into something other than a cocky smirk.

Minho started the car, and you sighed in the back. Minho looks at you through the mirror. His eyes go to the road. Yet you notice one of his hands move to Jisung's thigh. Jisung looks nervous.

"Why so quiet now?" Minho asks, and Jisung sighs. "Just nerves." Jisung mumbles.

Minho starts stroking his leg. "Don't be nervous. You want to still play, right?" Minho asks, not sparing you or him a glance.

Jisung nods. "Yeah." Jisung says, and you can't help but let out a little laugh.

Minho looks at you through the mirror, and Jisung looks back, glaring. "Why are you laughing?" Jisung asks you, and you shrug.

"Because it's funny seeing you act like this with Minho when just earlier you were being a cocky asshole." You tell him, and his glare doesn't let up. He rolls his eyes, and Minho looks at you with a warning glance in his eyes that has you sitting back and shutting up.

"Sorry about that pretty boy. Sometimes she can get out of line." Minho says going back to rubbing Jisung's thigh, who sighs. "You're sorry, right, Princess?" Minho asks, and you nod. 

Minhos jaw tenses. "Speak up." He speaks harshly. You look down now at your fingers. "I'm sorry, Sungie." You say and Minho sighs.

"Good girl." Minho mumbles, and the praise goes straight to your core.

"She's so pretty, isn't she?" Minho asks Jisung. "Fucking gorgeous." Jisung replies back, and you can't help but feel yourself getting wetter at his words.

Minho smirks. "She really is. Isn't she?" Minho says. 

"You're gorgeous too." Jisung says, and Minho's smirk gets bigger. "Yeah?" Minho says bringing his hand up higher on Jisung's thigh. "Fuck. Yeah." Jisung says back clearly affected by it.

Minho brings his hand to Jisung's bulge now, and Jisung sighs. Minho rubs gently against it and Jisung lets out a soft moan.

"He sounds so pretty, doesn't he, Princess?" Minho asks. "Prettiest moans I've ever heard." You say back, and Jisung lets out a whimper as Minho continues rubbing him through his pants.

"Fuck. Min." Jisung says, letting out his little moans. You can't help but squeeze your legs together at the sweet sounds coming from him. Minho glances into the mirror and sees you squeezing them.

"See that, Sungie. You got her worked up all over you. You're making her squeeze her pretty legs together." Minho says, causing Jisung to moan louder.

"Fuck- Going to cum- Please-" Jisung says, and Minho takes his hand away, and Jisung whimpers at the loss of contact.

"No. Please. I was so close. Why?" Jisung whines. "You were so mean to the Princess earlier at the club. I thought I should punish you for that." Minho says, smirking. 

You lean forward, putting your elbows near the head rests. "What are you doing, princess?" Minho asks you, and you can see him raise an eyebrow even though he isn't looking at you.

"Can I taste him?" You say, and Jisung lets out a groan at your words. Minho let out a chuckle. "Of course you can, Princess. No playing with him yet, though. He might just cum early if you do, and we haven't even made it home yet." Minho chuckles, and Jisung curses under his breath at Minhos words.

With Minhos permission, you turn to Jisung. You don't even get a chance to kiss him before he's kissing you. "Someone's eager." Minho chuckles out. Jisung grabs your face and turns it into a makeout session. He pushes his tongue into your mouth, trying to taste everywhere in your mouth. He tastes just like the alcohol he drank throughout the whole night, but you didn't mind the bitter taste.

Jisung was desperate, and the makeout session just confirmed it even more. The way his lips moved with yours was urgent, like he needed to taste you. That's because Jisung did need to taste you. He needed to taste every single part of you.

Jisung pulls away, and you can't help but whine. "Bad girl." Minho says sternly at the red light. He brings a hand to your head, pulling your hair, causing you to arch your back and let out a soft moan. As quick as his hand was in your hair, it left.

"She can't help but be so needy. Haven't even stuffed you full of my cock, and you're going dumb. How disappointing." Jisung tsks at you.

You pout at him, and he just raises an eyebrow at you. "Be grateful that he gave you anything. He's better than me, and you know that, sweetheart. I would've had you begging." Minho says reminding you of how many times you've had to beg to even get him to kiss you. You never minded it though, always loving when he'd give into your begging.

Jisung's hand comes to your face, and he rubs his thumb over your lips, staring at them. It's a relaxing gesture, and you can't help but sigh. "Pretty baby. Wish you would've just told me how badly you wanted me. Would've given in if you'd just begged and didn't act like a fucking brat." He says sharply, and before you can back talk him, he's shoving his thumb on your tongue, pressing hard to shut you up. You can't help but wrap your lips around his finger, sucking on it. He watches you intently, and you feel your panties become soaked now.

"See this Minho. Stupid baby only wanted to have my fingers in her mouth." Jisung says, and you squeeze your thighs together at the degrading comment. "Would've done it long ago if I knew that's what took you to shut up." He says continuing on.

He pulls his thumb out of your mouth and wipes it across your cheeks as he smirks at you. You hadn't realized it, too focused on Jisung, but Minho had pulled into your driveway. You only realize it when Minho grabs your face to look at him, and he smirks.

"Get to finally play with you, Princess." He says, and he pulls you close like he's about to kiss you but then lets go of your face. "Let's get inside so I can fuck you and Ji dumb." He says, and unlocks the car.

You quickly scramble out, and Minho and Jisung laugh at your hurriedness to get inside. Jisung grabs you by your wrist, pulling you into his chest, smirking at you. Oh, sweetheart, I'm going to ruin you." He says as Minho unlocks your door with the spare key he had. Jisung lets go of you, and you go inside.

As soon as the door closes, Jisung pushes you against the door. He looks at your surprised expression and smirks. "Look at you. All worked up over nothing. Haven't even fucked you dumb on my cock. Is she always like this, Min?" He asks.

You look over at the blonde. He just smirks as he comes up to you both. His hand goes into Jisung's hair and gently pulls it. Jisung's head falls back against Minhos chest as he lets out a whimper.

"Oh Ji..." He says, smirking, his hand still pulling his hair. "You're just as worked up over nothing. Your boner says it all. Thinking about it, all I had to do was rub you through your pants, and you were begging to cum." He says and his words have you soaked.

Minho lets go of Jisung's hair and looks between you and Jisung. "I'm going to have so much fun with the both of you." He says while Jisung is still inbetween you both, grabbing your hips. He pushes Jisung towards you, and you can feel his boner, but he makes sure not to squish you.

"I'll give you both 20 seconds. When I come in there, I want everything off." He says kissing Jisung's neck. He lets go and backs off of you both. "1, 2, 3." He starts counting, and you quickly leave while Jisung follows behind you. Minho lets out a chuckle. Going through your cabinets to find a glass along with the wine. He pours himself a cup and starts walking into the room.

The door opens, and Minho walks in with a glass filled with wine inbetween his fingers. "I'm surprised you both listened. I mean, with all the bickering you both do, I thought you were going to be brats about it." He says taking place on the chair you had in the corner of your room. 

He sips the wine and raises an eyebrow at you both. He pulls the glass from his lips. "Why are you both looking at me? Don't let me stop you." He says smirking. "Didn't you say something about fucking her dumb, Ji? Go ahead and do it. Prove it." He says while swirling the wine in the glass.

Jisung looks at you and his hands immediately go to your body kneading it. His mouth attaches to your neck and you can already feel yourself getting dizzy. He starts sucking on it as one of his hands make their way down your body. He starts making his way down your body as he starts leaving kisses all the way down. He licks a strip across your clit before he buries his head inbetween your thighs. You let out moans as he continues licking at your clit. He starts sucking on it gently as your back arches off the bed and he brings a hand to your body forcing it back down.

Your mind is hazy as you bring a hand to his head running it through his hair. He doesn't stop, though, as he continues sucking at your clit and he brings you closer to your release.

You continue letting out moans that spur him on to bringing you closer to your release. You're so close, and he doesn't stop as you feel the coil in your stomach tighten even more. You can feel it building and try moving him away, but he just opens your legs wider, so you don't stop him. Before you realize it, the coil snaps, and you cum. Your eyes roll back as you let out a loud moan. You come down from your high, and Jisung hasn't stopped yet. Your hand tries pulling Jisung away, but it doesn't work. "Fuck J-Ji. I'm sensitive." You tell him, and he doesn't even listen to your words, still continuing to overstimulate you.

Your eyes look over to Minho for help, who stands up. You can tell he's annoyed by the way he walks up to you both. He grabs Jisung by his hair while Jisung lets out a whine.

"Stupid brat." He spits angrily at him as he pulls him away from your dripping cunt. "I give you a taste, and you can't seem to get enough. Think you're going to break my toy?" He says and you can almost see the fumes coming off him.

Minhos hand moves to Jisung's face, gripping it harshly. Jisung's mouth is practically forced open by the way Minho grips his face. "Annoying brat. Someone needs to put you in your place." He says before opening his mouth slightly and spitting into Jisungs mouth.

Minho lets go of Jisungs mouth. "Swallow it." He says darkly. Jisung does exactly what he says swallowing it down. "At least you can do one thing right." He says scoffing.

Jisung lets out a whine. "Beg for it." Minho says gripping him by the chin with a smirk. Jisung is surprised at his words.

Minho bites his inner cheek and grabs Jisungs face harshly. "You better beg for it or you won't get anything. I'll just fuck Y/N and leave you high and dry." Minho says once again a little more harshly.

"Please. Fuck I need you so bad. Please Minho." Jisung begs and Minho smirks at him. "Of course you do." He says pushing him onto the bed.

You watch as Minho kisses Jisungs chest. "Of course you need me." He says trailing kisses down Jisungs body. Minho looks at you though and pulls his mouth from Jisungs chest.

Minho beckons you to come over. You do as he says and when you reach him he smiles gently. He kisses your lips and pulls away gently caressing your face. "Pretty baby. Think you can suck Sungie off? Return the favor? If you do a good job I'll reward you." He says gently trailing his eyes over your body.

"Yes sir." You say gently and you hear Jisungs breath pickup at your words. Minho grabs a pillow from your headboard placing it on the ground in-between Jisungs legs. You sink to your knees with the help of Minho.

Minho gently takes your hair into a makeshift ponytail. You take Jisung into your mouth and he lets out a moan. "There you go pretty." Minho coos at you.

Your jaw was starting to hurt as you took him down your throat repeatedly. Minho must've noticed because then he starts guiding you to a good pace. "He's a lot. Isn't he?" Minho says to you as if you could answer.

"See this Sungie. She's struggling to take you. You're just that big." Minho says to the boy who is now pretty much whimpering as you take his cock down your throat.

Jisung is practically thrusting into your mouth. You try to focus on breathing through your nose but it's difficult with the way Minho is keeping that same pace.

You know Jisung is close with the way his moans and whimpers have increased. Minho notices it too. "Going to cum down her throat? Be a good boy Sungie. Give her all your cum." Minho says spurring him on.

Jisung thrusts pick up and you're practically choking on his cock now. "Fuck. Going to cum." He says and with a few more thrusts he does just that. Minho holds you down to take his cum. Minho eventually let's you off of Jisungs cock as you take a deep breath.

"Did so good Princess." He says as you try to catch your breath. Jisung looks at you with concern. "Are you okay?" He asks after finally coming down. You give him a thumbs up but that doesn't stop his concern. Minho rubs your back and sighs thinking he pushed you too hard.

"Want to stop?" Minho asks you with concern. You didn't want that. "No." You say having caught your breath finally.

Minho looks at Jisung. "Let's give you a second." Minho says softly still rubbing your back. Minho grabs your hand helping your weak knees onto the bed.

"Want to sit and watch us?" Minho asks you and you nod. "Okay." Minho says kissing your head gently. It was a soft contrast to what was currently happening and you welcomed it.

Minho looks at Jisung and his eyes darken. You can see Jisungs adams apple bob up and down. Minho grabs Jisung by the hair. Jisung lets out a groan and Minho smirks.

Minho continues smirking as he glances at his lips. Minho lets Jisung hair go and Jisung immediately attaches his lips to Minho who is taken off guard. Minho bites Jisungs lip lightly earning a whine as Jisung pulls away.

Minho glares at him. "Who said you could touch me?" Minho says and Jisung bites his own lip looking down. Minho grabs his face and forces him look at him.

"I'm asking you again. Who said you could touch me?" Minho asks.

Jisung lets go of his lip. "No one." Jisung says quietly. That makes Minho smirk again.

"You ask before you touch." Minho says gently letting go of Jisungs face. Minho kisses Jisung who eagerly accepts it.

Jisung pulls away practically panting. "Can I touch you? Please?" Jisung whimpers and Minho sighs pretending to think about it.

Minho smirks after Jisung lets out another whimper when Minho pulls his hair. "Go ahead pretty boy." Minho says and Jisung immediately kisses Minho once more bringing his hand into Minhos hair. Minho lets out a groan as Jisung practically grinds against his clothed cock.

Minho pulls away. "Fuck it. Was going to go slow but you're such a fucking desperate slut." Minho says taking his shirt and pants off throwing it on the ground. Jisung pulls at Minhos waistband and Minho lets him slide it down.

Jisung is taken back at Minhos size and Minho scoffs. "What? Haven't taken anything this big before?" Minho says teasing him and Jisung looks back at him.

"Go ahead." Minho says and that has Jisung taking Minho in his mouth. Minho lets out a groan as Jisung bobs up and down his length messily. Minho sees him struggling and takes him off his cock.

"Haven't ever given head?" Minho asks Jisung and he looks disappointed with himself. "It's not a big deal pretty boy." Minho says softly bringing a hand to Jisungs face caressing it.

"Let me help you." Minho says softly. "Go ahead lick it." Minho says and Jisung gives it a kitten lick which has him groaning.

"Good boy." Minho praises to him. Minho gently guides him to take him in little bit little. Minho sighs when his cock is nestled in the back of Jisungs throat.

Minho lets out a groan as he brings a hand to Jisungs hair guiding him to take him. After a while Jisung gets used to the pace Minho has set and he's taking Minho by himself.

You can't help but stare in amazement as Minho let's out the prettiest moans and groans you've heard from him. Minho hasn't noticed your eyes on him until you've made your way across the bed. Minho is biting his lip and that's when you kiss him. Minhos moans spill into your mouth.

When you pull away Minho looks at Jisung pulling him off. Jisung lets out a whine though but it's replaced with a moan when Minho pushes a finger inside him.

"So needy." Minho says fucking Jisungs ass open. Jisung is grabbing onto Minhos wrist though letting pleads of his names along with curses fall out his mouth.

"Want me to stop?" Minho says and Jisung shake his head. Minho lets out a chuckle and Jisung continues to whimper and moan as Minho pushes a second finger inside.

Minho looks at you and back at Jisung. "See this? The pretty slut likes me fingering him open." Minho chuckles and Jisung whines.

"I'm not a s-slut." Jisung says and Minho raises an eyebrow with a smirk.

"Oh you're not? You're practically fucking yourself on my fingers." Minho says and Jisung whines and lets out another moan as Minho pushes a third finger in.

"What? You flirting at a club with some random girl to make us jealous doesn't make you a slut?" Minho says and Jisung shakes his head once more.

"Wasn't flirting I- f-fuck. Just want you both. Don't mean to make you jealous. Please fuck I need to cum." Minho smirks at Jisungs words but pulls his hand out of him and Jisung looks like he's about to cry.

"Not leaving you high and dry. Need a condom." Minho says reaching over towards your drawer opening it with his teeth. Minho rolls it onto himself and lines up with Jisungs ass before pushing into it.

Minho and Jisung let out a moan as Minho bottoms out in him. "Fuck Ji. You're so fucking tight." Minhos says and Jisung whimpers as Minho lets him adjust.

Jisung reaches out for you and you grab his hand. "Sit on my face." Jisung whimpers out and you wonder if you heard him right but he pulls your hand trying to move you. You do as he says and bring a leg around his head so you're hovering over his face.

Jisung grabs your hips and forces you down so he can eat you out. Jisung laps at you like a starved man and you can feel Minho place a kiss on your shoulder.

Minho starts moving inside Jisung and you can feel the vibrations from his moans on your core. You let out your own moans as Jisung tried his best to continue but struggled as Minho thrusted inside him.

It didn't take you long for you to get worked back up having already had an orgasm. Jisung is close to as you can feel his moans getting more frequent.

You finally cum once again and Jisung continues to eat you out through your orgasm. You finally pull away coming back down and roll over next to him as Minho brings him to his orgasm.

Jisung lets out a high pitched moan as he cums over himself. Minho continues thrusting in him but doesn't last much longer because of Jisungs orgasm. Minho is clearly affected by Jisungs orgasm because he's not far behind him.

Minho pulls out after and Jisung lets out a whimper. Minho lays on Jisungs other side trying to catch his breath.

You're the first to recover somewhat and you sit up trying your best to stand up on your wobbly knees and hear a weak laugh behind you. You know it's Jisung and flick him off over your shoulder. You needed a bath. All of you did.

You don't make it far before Minho is grabbing you and pulling you back down on the bed. You whine at him and he chuckles. "I need a bath Min. So does Ji." You say softly and Minho nods.

"I know baby. Give me a second and I'll run the water." Minho tells you gently and you give up letting him hold you down.

After a few minutes of comfortable silence Minho finally lets you go. He goes through the drawer that you had put together after him coming over so many times before. Grabbing clothes and going through your drawer grabbing more clothes and going into the bathroom. You hear the water run after a few seconds and sigh.

You flip on your side and look at Jisung who looks so exhausted. "Are you okay?" You ask him and he nods slowly.

"Great. 'M great." Jisung mumbles tiredly. Minho comes back into the room and looks at Jisung whose eyes are closed.

Minho comes over to the bed and holds his hand out for you to gently take but you shake your head. "I'm good Min." You tell him and he sighs.

"Are you sure?" Minho asks you and you nod. "You could barely walk to the bathroom earlier by yourself. Are you sure you want to now?" Minho says laughing but you give him your middle finger too.

"Screw you Minho." You say getting up still wobbly.

"You have. Many times." Minho teases as you close the bathroom door behind you. Minho had the temperature pretty much perfect as you got in and sunk into the water.

It didn't take long for the door to open and Jisung to be set in the bathtub alongside you. He's awake now but you can still see how tired he is. Jisung leans his head against you and you sigh.

"You know for someone that pretty much fucks anything with legs and a heart beat you're kind of cute." You say laughing and Jisung pinches your side. You pout and rub the spot soothing it.

"Both of you stop acting like children." Minho says rolling his eyes playfully. "I thought we were over the bickering like children after fucking." Minho mutters.

"Am I wrong though?" You mutter and Minho sighs. Jisung pouts at your words. "What happened to cocky and confident Jisung?" You ask him and he just sighs softly.

"I'm not a complete asshole Y/N." Jisung says and you're taken aback at his words.

You sigh and Jisung looks as if he's about to cry. You can't help but feel slightly guilty at your harsh words. "Fuck Ji. I know you're not. I don't think you are." You tell him. Minho looks at Jisung bringing his face to meet his.

"We care about you Ji." Minho says softly. "No matter who you've slept with. We've always cared about you." Minho confesses to him. Jisungs tears finally fall.

"Fuck don't say that. You guys don't care about me like I care about you. I love you. Not just love you I'm in love with you both. I want your attention no one else's." Jisung says quickly and you sigh. You wipe his tears as he continues sobbing.

"Dummy. We're in love with you too. Just jealous. So fucking jealous of everyone who got to have you before us." You say and kiss his tear stained cheek.

Jisung immediately kisses you and you kiss back happily.

You pull away and smile at him and he returns one of his own smiles. Jisung looks to Minho and kisses him too. Minho smiles moving away from the kiss.

"Now let's you get cleaned. I'm sure you're bruised. Minho loves leaving bruises." You say rolling your eyes.

"You bruise so easily. It's not my fault." Minho says crossing his arms. You roll your eyes once again.

"I do not. You just love leaving marks." You retort back and Minho rolls his eyes.

"I thought us arguing was bad." Jisung says laughing. "Oh shut up." You say standing up out of the water and almost falling out but Minho catches you.

You sigh as Jisung and Minho laughs. "I hate both of you." You say and Minho kisses your head.

"We love you too." Minho says and you sigh. "Let me help you." Minho says and you nod. Minho helps you out and into new clothes.

Minho gently places you on the counter and you lean back. You watch as Minho helps Jisung out the tub and you can see the bruises Minho left all along him.

"Told you." You say softly and Jisung looks at hips. "I guess you're right." Jisung admits to you as he clings to Minho to keep him steady while he helps him into his clothes.

You jump off the counter carefully. Following Minho out as he helps Jisung out. You were glad you invested in that chair in the the corner of your room. Jisung sits in the chair and you help Minho remove your ruined sheets from the bed and put it into the washer. You sigh as you put new sheets on.

Minho helps you into the bed even though you could walk perfectly fine for the most part. You lift the blanket up and Minho places Jisung in the middle who is already asleep.

"I love you." You say to Minho and he reaches over for your hand. "I love you too." Minho says and you sigh relieved.

"I love you as well Ji." You say even though you know he can't hear you. You close your eyes letting sleep take over. "I love you too." You hear Jisung say as you finally sleep

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YOUR MXM REQUESTER IS BACK AGAINNNN. I’m literally in love w your works fr, like whenever I have nothing to do I’m taking my ass over to your blog to read😭 you’re a wholeass blessing fr

Okay so my mind started working again, like imagine the reader just over all being a tease the whole day and in the evening his Yautja mate walks in on the reader touching himself later on which leads to smut:D?

What We Do In The Night

Pairing: Mai'tuiudh (Male Reader) x AMAB Reader

Warnings: breeding kink, size kink, teasing out in public, knots, masturbation, being caught while masturbating, cum eating, talk about cum, thigh fucking.

Word Count: 5662 (whoops, my hand slipped...)

Summary: A new question. What would happen if you teased your mate while on the mother ship? You're in front of his peers, touching him throughout the day. He can't do anything in return. Not when there's other watching. Wait until he get's back from his meeting...

Author Note: Welcome back! Glad to have you! I'm so glad you are liking them. I have to say, I'm slightly out of my element when it comes to MXM stuff but I do like a challenge. I'm loving them so much as you can clearly tell by the 11 page essay I just wrote, lol. Throw some more at me!

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Many eyes were on your form as you strutted through the halls. Mai has taught you to ignore them, don’t give them energy to taunt you. Over many visits, you���ve gotten use to the stares and eyes. It no longer bothered you. To be honest, it made you want to try something that Mai has whispered to you before. The Yautja have little shame on what humans call disgusting. It’s taken some time to get use to seeing naked forms along the crew.

They have no reason to shy away though. Their frames are athletic and toned, just like your partners. Straight up hunters that loved the hunt. Most do, at least. From what you’ve heard, others prefer science or mechanics. Those are the similarities to the humans that you considered. There are things between your two races that are completely different then there’s those before mentioned ones.

Your feet were taking wide, quick strides to keep up with Mai’tuiudh. With how fast he was moving, he seemed to be on a deadly mission. To where, you have no idea.

It’s rare to be on the mothership. Mai hated to be here. By the looks of it, the other Yautjas felt the same towards him. The stares, glaring, and scoffing are any clue. You feel like it has something to do with you to being together, but it doesn’t matter to you.

Yet, the elders call upon him to physically check in and report his findings. Mai listens to them. Well, he has to or be hunted down by an Enforcer to be brought back. Mai’s told you this has happened once before. Some Yautja named Dai’stbaen dragging him here to answer to the elders.

The stares don’t go away as Mai plops down on the bench. A bowl of some sort of noodles in front of him. It wasn’t the first time you’ve seen him eat noodles. But it was quite strange yet funny to see. You join Mai next to him and leaned into his side. The Yautja doesn’t move and lets you stay there. There was a little coverage with the table. The others around have finally returned back to their food and tablemates. This was your chance.

A grin grew on your features. Your hand nearest to him rested on his bare thigh. The muscle barely twitched as Mai used chopsticks to pick up some noodles and bring it to his mouth. Said hand started to slide up towards Mai’s torso. This time, you felt Mai’s stomach flex against your side. Good boy, is what you wanted to say but you were in earshot of company.

Once the noodles tangled on the blue Yautja’s mandibles was consumed, Mai released a growl-chuff at you. “What are you doing, little bug?” he questioned, keeping a hand on the bowl and the other grasping the chopsticks. Mai wasn’t going to stop you though. The skimming of your palm felt wonderful against his skin. “Think wisely.”

Poor choice of words. You were thinking of all things you could do to him while he couldn’t do anything. Mai has a taste for touch outside of the bedroom but won’t full on take you in front of company. Such a gentleman. You continued to smirk as your hand reached the hem of his short-shorts, then pushed underneath.

Mai’s skin was set ablaze against yours the closer you got to his core. The Yautja squared his shoulders, attempting to keep any noises to himself. He tried. That’s all that matters in the end.

Later in the day, when the ship was calming down, the two of you found yourself in a sparring room. Other Yautjas were working on their form and whatnot. All of it was enticing but your eyes were kept on the blue Yautja stretching. Mai was bent at the waist, touching his fingers to his toes. You licked at your lips and secretly shifted your twitching dick. How could anyone not want to be ruined by him and his glory? If anyone said no, then they are complete liars.

Your Yautja swiped at drop of blood hanging from his lower mandible with a long tongue. The things Mai could do with that muscle. One’s you’ve experienced countless time. God, just thinking about him was probably alerting the Yautjas around about how horny you were for him. Who cares though? Not you as he walked over to you.

The waterskin in your hand was offered to the sweaty alien. Said being took it from your gasp. As he drank, you placed a hand on his stomach, feeling it flex. That limb skirted over Mai’s crotch, loving the way he tensed and almost choked on his drink. Mai was quick to cap the waterskin and grasp your hand. Yet, as the giant stared into your eyes, he couldn’t tell you to stop. Not when he felt his cock stir within his sheath. Damn this ship.

“What’s the matter, love? Cat got your tongue?” you jestered, palm resting over his crotch. If he didn’t need to show at least a hair of restraint in front of his peers, Mai would’ve had you face down, ass up. The feel of you wrapped around as he stroked your cock. Paya, save his damned soul.

His former sparring partner called to him, asking if they were going to continue. He wished he didn’t have to. He wished he could walk straight out of this room and take you somewhere private.

Maybe he’ll just use your mouth, teach you lesson. Especially, when you’re touching him like that. It’s going to be difficult to focus now. It was all your fault.

The two of you stood in front of the door, a soft smile upon your lips. Lips that Mai wanted to bite as you looked at him that way. The way that captured his sight, his mind, his focus. He couldn’t help placing his hands on your hips and drawing you close.

The heat of his body made your lips press together, eyes sparkling with mischief. Your own hands started at his lower torso then skimmed around his sides then rested on the swell of Mai’s butt.

Said being’s mandibles clicked against one another. If only Elder Foq’oz hadn’t called upon him. He wouldn’t have to leave you. No, he could push you into his dwelling and take you against the door. No eyes could see, but everyone within the vicinity could hear how good he fucks your ass. Then, he would knot you, pouring his seed deep within you. You would keep it there, being so good for him. Afterwards, Mai would carry you to the large bath and take you all over again. He would happily seed you continuously through the night.

His cock’s tip started to rub against his shorts. The friction and smell of you made him keen silently, slightly bent over you. Mai let his tongue slither out to taste the air, eyes drifting shut.

Or, he could take you here. Quickly. Quietly. There would be eyes, much to his dismay, but you’re his. Yet, the Elder would be infuriated to learn why he was late. Mai would receive some sort of punishment by said Yautja. Not that he was against them… he didn’t want to be away longer than necessary from his mate.

“Prepare, little ooman,” he rumbled into shoulder before standing tall. In the air, Mai smelled his own dai-shui lingering. A short shower wasn’t going to get rid of it, as much as he hoped. He’ll have to bear what words the Elder will throw at him. All for you.

At his words, you cocked your head, brows furrowed. “For what, babe?” you requested, hands moving to Mai’s front and slipping underneath his pants again. Your Yautja rocked his hips forward, sweltering penis sliding against your hand. Paya, you were going to be the death of him at his stage. The way you touched him. The way you felt against him just like this.

“Pauking be ready when I return, ooman.” Oh, you knew you were in trouble now at that point. All you could do was smile innocently up at him. Mai growled softly, ending it with a keen. He used a hand to wrap around your neck and simply pin you into the door. “You will not leave my room in the morning. You will be full of me before day.”

Your dick throbbed in your pants. Since your grave has already been dug, who cares if it gets deeper. “Is that a promise or a threat?” One limb drifted north to tweak at one of Mai’s exposed nipples.

Mai’tuiudh had a strong urge to bite you on your neck. Maybe that’ll teach you a lesson. Knowing you though, there’s a chance it wouldn’t work as well as he wanted it to. His grip tightened on you, claws pressing into your skin. “Consider it a threat and promise. It won’t matter though. You’ll be far too cockdumb to know.”

This time, you gasped, hands stilling. God, he knew how to get your blood going. Well, his presence already did that. Yet, you kept a cocky look on your face. “Good. Now, be a good boy and run along,” you shooed him away.

His hand slammed into the pad next to the door. This action caught the attention of many eyes around. Their head snapped to the two of you. They watched as the Yautja shoved you past the door and it closed between the pair. The heavy scent of a horny male in the air. Many just rolled their eyes at the smell before carrying on.

You stared at the sheet of metal blocking you from Mai’tuiudh. Now, you could release the façade, fingers already palming at the tent growing within your pants. Shit, that alien knows what he’s doing with you. His words, smell, being, they drove you crazy when he did things like this. Yet, you had to wait until he came back to get what you want.

An idea came to mind standing in the entrance. It was the honest truth you’ll have to wait until Mai gets done with whatever he’s doing to get knotted. But, that doesn’t mean you can’t have fun while he’s away. Now, you can imagine the sight of him walking in as you played with yourself.

Hand wrapped softly around your hard cock, precoma weeping from the tip. Maybe one of your many toys filling your ass, barely comparing to Mai’s impressive cock. It could just be there until he will.

The pants around your waist did nothing to hide the tent growing within them. Your blood rushing to your hardening cock. Your back rested against the closed door as a hand wrapped around yourself, softly stroking.

Images of past encounters with your lover played behind your eyelids. Every time ended with you knotted on him, dick twitching deep inside of you, filling you with his seed. The back of your smacked against the door, a low moan breaking the quiet air.

All the things Mai has done to you over the course of the time you’ve spent with him. The touches, the words, the emotions. By god, you love him. The Yautja may not say those exact words, but you knew he felt the same as he bared himself to you. He’s been vulnerable to you so many times before.

He’s treated you right this entire time. He cares about you. He’s kept you in his thoughts. Yes, there’s been disagreements, but fuck. They’ve always been resolved. He loves you, words or not. Through and through. When returned back from wherever he’s been called to, he’ll take care of you completely. Someday, you feel you should return the favor full heartily. God, what has you brain done to you?

The question should be, what has Mai done to you? Here you were, back against a door, hand now down your pants to stroke at your dick. Dirty, downright sinful thoughts spilling through your mind. All you wanted was Mai to walk in and see you fisting yourself as you moaned his name.

That made you push off of the door and take unsteady steps towards the bedroom. The trek was long and difficult. Your legs wobbled underneath you at each footfall. All your thoughts were focused on the mental image of you being pounded into by Mai. All you had to do was wait and be good, be prepared. You had a full understanding on what teasing the Yautja in front of his kind could do.

Out in public, Mai stays conservative. He’s respectful yet firm. You aren’t allowed out of his sights when in crowds. Though, this may seem demeaning, he will make you hold his hand the entire time. If that’s not possible. Like for instance, grabbing credits, he’ll force you in front of him, pressed up against him.

At that thought, you wanted to be skin to skin with him. Sweaty bodies moving with each other, each seeking pleasure in the other.

The concave bed covered in pelts and a couple of blankets felt like heaven. Past memories surfacing once more to remind you what’s to come. Your hand didn’t leave the confines of your pant as you laid back. You let loose a moan when you squeezed the base of your cock. That’s what Mai’s going to do to you when he returns. All the things he’s going to do… You wondered what position he’s going to fold you into when comes back. Maybe Mai won’t even take you in the bed. The wall could work, show off how strong he is as he holds you up easily in his arms. Or the bath; you riding him till he knots you. Mai stroking your cock in rhythm. You bit your bottom lip, hips stuttering against your hand.

How can you even think straight with those thoughts? To be honest, you probably weren’t thinking straight at the moment. Mai consumed your mind.

The drag of dry hands didn’t feel the best. You reached over to the low table next to the bed. When it came to Mai, he always has lube nearby at the thoughts of you. One way he shows he truly cares about you. Always on his mind too.

After retrieving the bottle of lube and a toy, your pants were pushed off of your legs and thrown off to the side. Your hardened cock rested against your stomach, leaking precum, tip pink and flushed. It jumped when you skimmed slick fingers over the underside. You whined at the feeling and did the same thing again. Mai’s rough fingers would feel so much better. Patience was key right now. All you had to do was wait somewhat patiently for his return.

The toy earlier mentioned was slicked up with the same lube. You rolled onto your side, hiked up a leg, and nudged the tip against the tight ring of muscles. After countless times with Mai, he’s been able to loosen you up to make it easier for the two of you. Yet, it never hurts to prepare yourself for him. He did say to do that before he left you panting and hard against the door.

You softly cried out as the plug was pushed into you, slowly opening you up. Your bottom lip was bitten again at the pleasure spiking throughout your body. This caused you to start panting, jaw hung low.

Then, the thickest part of it was pushed fully and nestled perfect inside. Your only free hand went immediately back to your cock and started up a decent pace. Your body stayed on it’s side as you stroked, eyes starting to roll back into your head. Fuck, this wasn’t the greatest. The plug did little to fill you the way Mai could. It made you hungry for more. Yet, you guessed it was the idea and possible feeling that had you whining in the empty room.

It was far from silent now in the bedroom. Soft cries, whines, and moan echoing back at your needy form on Mai’s bed. You buried your nose into the pelt and took a deep breath. There. There was his grounding scent woven into the blankets. Your dick twitched, more precum coating the tips. You used the palm of your hand to corkscrew the tip. “Mai!” you whimpered, other hand clawing into the bed.

The muscles in your lower torso tensed, preparing for the upcoming orgasm. Your hand sped up, tightening its hold. Your mind is starting to go blank, besides the only thought on it was Mai. “Pl-ease, let, let me come, baby,” you begged to a figure who wasn’t here, to an empty room.

Your balls tightened, drawing up into your pelvis. Your arm growing tired at the speed but didn’t dare stop. Not when it was right the- “What do we have here?”

Over the white noise in your ears, you heard a voice gravelly speak. The concentration was dropped, hand stopping at the tip, eyes shooting open to find the origin.

In all of his glory, Mai rested a shoulder against the doorway, arms crossed, and eyes locked onto you. His long tongue slipped between his inner jaw to taste the air. You watched as his burnt orange eyes expanded.

All you could do was lay there, panting and not daring to move. The male finally pushed off of the door frame and marched straight over to you. Now, you turned onto your back and started to crawl away from him. That didn’t work.

Mai simply grasped an ankle and tugged you back to him before forcing you onto your front. One hand pinned your neck down into the bed while the other lifted your hips up. The shiny blue butt plug now exposed to him. The Yautja purred lowly, thumb touching the plug before hooking a claw and lightly pulling on it. It moved only an inch inside of you, but you moaned, hands grasping at the pelts again. “Mai,” you cried out his name with him here.

“If you didn’t tease me since this morning, I would be praising you. But you don’t deserve my good words now. Not when you have me wanting to breed you since you touched me out in the hallways this morning.” Mai pushed on the plug now, gaining the same reaction as before. “Do you know how hard it was not to push you into the floor in front of other people and knot you right there? I know you would’ve sound so pretty, begging for my knot and to bred you.”

The touch on your lower end was removed. Only a cool breeze ghosted over the hot skin he had grazed over. “You would’ve loved that. Huh? Seeing all those larger than you watching you getting bred by one of their own? Maybe you would’ve let them have a turn with you?”

This time, you whine in disagreement. “No, no! All yours. All yours. I want you, love. Please. I’m only yours.”

From behind you, where you couldn’t see, Mai smirked proudly at that. The belt around his thick waist was removed, thrown off to the side. Green pelt shorts followed shortly after.

A shiver raked the Yautja’s body, his cock meeting the air, slick and pulsing with need. Mai knew the elder could smell his arousal when Mai entered the room. As much as Mai should’ve felt embarrassed, he didn’t. Instead, he wanted the meeting to be over the moment it started. So, he could come back here and fill you with his cock. Patience is a hunter’s virtue. One a struggled with since he was a child.

“You know how to please me, little ooman,” he grumbled, letting his hand return back to your butt. He squeezed one of your cheeks. Patience. His prize would soon come to him in time. Instead, Mai rested his heavy cock on your tail bone and rutted against you.

From the smell and sight of you, you were ready to come. He could tell when he entered the room you were about to. But Mai ensured you wouldn’t.

Like all the times before, the Yautja leaned down so his mouth was next to your ear. His body curled over yours, easily covering you like a big blanket. The hand on your butt moved to slither around your torso, taking up so much space. “Are you ready for me?” he softly whispered. You felt your cock jump, slapping against Mai’s arm. He smirked at this and licked a stripe behind the shell of your ear.

A whimper sounded in the back of your throat. “Please, love, fill me. I want to feel you so bad. You don’t understand.” His chest vibrated your spine, traveling through your body. You sobbed at the feeling on your weeping cock.

“Oh, but I completely understand.” Mai lifted his upper body off of you before maneuvering you into the position he wanted. You were still in bed, plug removed. Now though, he was sitting with you straddling his thick thighs and waist. Your knees couldn’t even touch the pelts below. All of your weight is resting completely on him now.

A heavy amount of lube had been used on both of you. To the point you felt it rolling down your legs in beads. Both of Mai’s hands were resting on your hips, thumbs touching each other in the middle of your torso. Your aching cock pinned between. It leaked precum, sliding down the length. You were so needy for him, needing to come all over him. Your own way of marking him in return.

Mai simply lifted you up, your cock sliding against his toned abdomen. You reached back to grasp his dick and guide it to your entrance. The Yautja purred as you did so, easily keeping you up.

When you pressed the tip in, Mai’s purr stuttered with a growl. He tensed to stop himself from rutting up into you at just the feel. No matter how many times he enters you, it makes him feel like a newly blooded Yautja getting his first female. This was a hundred times better than that though, making it even harder not to pin you underneath his large frame and take you. You made him feel this way.

He allowed you to control the speed at first. Your comfort was first in his book. He enjoyed the slow slide of you coming down on his penis. The way you would stop, rise up only to fall further. You squeezed the life out of him the further you went down. Then, you finally met your hips against his. His claws bit into your skin at the feeling.

“God, you fe-el so good, love.” Your hand skated down to wrap around your cock. A mistake. Mai grasped that limb and pulled it away.

“Mine to touch. Not yours,” he demanded before releasing the hold. You whined and rested your forehead against his pec. How could he deny you when he’s filling you so perfectly. His knot wasn’t inflated but you could still feel it pressing inside of you.

The Yautja rumbled a laugh at your reaction. Poor little ooman, waiting for him to knot. He waited though until he felt you fully relax against him before lifting you up. The way you sobbed into his chest had him already wanting to hear more. He pulled you back down until your hips met again, beginning a slow but hard pace. One that had you panting and pawing at him.

Low curse words spilling from your lips at the building pleasure. Pleasure that had you already on the edge from earlier. Oh shit. You were going to come so quick. There was no stopping if he kept this up. What would he think of you? Such a needy little thing, already spilling your cum on him?

It took a little effort to even think of the words as the band in your stomach tightened. “Mai, Mai… mmm. I’m gonna come. Let me. Please. I wanna. Please,” you begged to the large alien fucking his cock into you.

Said being couldn’t help the smirk from growing on his mandibles. What you had said already confirmed his suspicions. This was the cause from you playing with yourself earlier. He couldn’t deny the fact you were making him feel so good. Though, if he was truly thinking, he probably would’ve stopped to let the orgasm fade away. You deserved it after teasing with all those touches all day.

His mind already recalling your subtle touches against his thigh as the two of you walked through the hallways. Many of his kinds eyes were on you, watching. Yet, you didn’t seem to know and carried out feeling him up. He knew the others could smell his growing musk for you. He can’t blame the mating season. There’s a couple of months till then.

After that one, you had taken a seat on his lap, pressing into him. Mai easily read the way the room tensed at this. Some Yautja had looked away while others couldn’t stop staring. As much as Mai hated it, he returned the pressure on them until no one dared to look at them.

Then later on, you had pulled him, off guard, into an empty hallway and backed him into the wall. This caused the Yautja’s eyes to bulge out, lower jaw slackened as he watched you feel him up. Mai couldn’t help his head throwing back and body pressing up into your hands. You ate that up happily.

Or when you slipped your hand into his pants while he talking to an old friend. He nearly choked on his spit when your fingers slipped across his slit. Said friend gave him a weird look but carried on until Mai had to remove the two of you from the equation. You were giggling the entire time, unable to quiet down. Damn, you were proud of yourself.

Usually, now would be the time for revenge. With the way you were squeezing him, calling his name, begging for him. How could he deny you that sweet, sweet release?

Mai angled his hips towards something he knew would make you keen just for him. When the tip of his penis slammed against that special spot, you gasped, nails digging into his flesh. “Fuck! Do that again! Please! Again,” you pleaded with him. You were perfect like this.

One of his hands moved to grasp your weeping cock and started a pace that matched his own. If you were going to come this early, he’s going to milk it for what it’s worth. “Come, little ooman. Come on my hand, now,” he snarled as he felt you clench around him. He had a bit of stamina left in him so this wasn’t the end for him just yet.

You cried out hard, his name falling from your lips. The band in your stomach snapped, balls drawn tight. Your cock throbbed within Mai’s hold, white cum shooting out across his torso and hand. Your shaky hands slid up to grasp at his shoulders. “Good boy,” the large predator grumbled, hips not once faltering, over the white noise in your ear.

Once the feeling of cloud nine started to fade away slowly, your body slumped against his chest. You felt your cum touch you but that was the least of your worries now. Your own heaving for air. One of Mai’s hands petted down the length of your sweaty back. You relaxed, eyes drifting close.

Until the uncomfortable feeling of overstimulation started to creep up your spine. You whined incoherently at him, hands pawing at him. This gained his attention to stop, one hand forcing your chin to look up at him. Concern bubbled deep within those burnt orange eyes of his as they searched your own. “Are you okay?” he was quick to ask yet didn’t dare move in case he somehow injured him.

“Too much,” you slurred, eyes watering. Mai was relieved at that. He hadn’t hurt you. An idea was quick to come to mind instead.

Mai leaned down to lick at your cheek, a way to give you kiss. “I’m going to pull out, okay?” You hummed with a head nod. To which, Mai followed through with what he said he was going to do.

It wasn’t painful as he slipped from you. Instead, it made your softening cock twitch with need. You whined at the feeling, softly digging your nails into the flesh of his shoulders. “You did so well for me,” he whispered into your ear after he fully pulled out and kept you seated in his lap.

From this position and what part of your mind that had returned, you took notice on how hard and the lack of a knot… Mai hadn’t come yet. That wasn’t fair. You weren’t about to let that go. One of your hands reached behind you to grasp at his aching cock. The Yautja groaned, hips jutting up into your grasp, but he was able to snap out of it and stop you. He was going to take care of you, not the other way around. “Rest, little ooman. You did so good.” Mai brought up his cum coated hand to his mouth and licked it out. The taste is different from his own in all the good ways. His cock jumped at the taste but you weren’t able to at this moment.

“Mai, you hadn’t come yet,” you stated like he didn’t know it was the truth.

“I’ll be fine.” That you disagreed with a whine and shook your head.

“No. Use me. Wait-“ an idea came to mind “-use my thighs.” Mai’tuiudh’s eyes pinned at that, hold tightening on you.

Over time, your thighs have grown stronger but still have a velvety feel to them. Maybe you did have a good idea. “Are you sure? I don-“

“Fucking use me.” Your wish is his command.

Mai maneuvered you the way he wanted, showing off his strength during the moment. Now, you were on your back. Both of your legs up in the air but your thighs pressed together, slick between the two. Again, lube is your best friend when it comes to Mai’tuiudh. You loved him but not a day of sex goes by without said bottle.

“Ready?” he questioned. One arm was wrapped around your knees, keeping them together. His hand holds his throbbing, weeping cock. No words came to you. Instead, all you did was nod your head. One hand rested on your softened cock. The feel of it there made you shutter.

Once he got the confirmation, Mai lined himself between your thighs then pushed forward. His eyes rolled back into his head. He wasn’t going to last long. The course of the day weighing him down. You were weighing him down. The sight of your small form below him, pauked out, willing to let him use your legs for his pleasure.

A low growl sounded in the back of his throat. You smiled, dazed, up at him, palm and digits wrapping around your cock. There wasn’t a chance to get another orgasm out of you but the pleasure was always welcomed. “You gonna come, big boy? Gonna come all over me? I’m gonna smell like you then, if you do,” you teased lowly.

Start talking about marking and scenting, that’ll get Mai’s gears going. It’s the perfect thing. Said Yautja’s hips faltered their beginning pace already. A low hum sounding in the back of your throat. “Hmmm, yes you are. You always look so handsome when you do. Gonna let me see that again. See you cover me in your cum.”

This time, you heard Mai’tuiudh whimper, hold tightening while his other arm came for support around your legs. You reached down with your free limb. Each time the top portion of his cock speared between your thighs, you caressed him.

Then, an idea came to mind.

The limb holding your dick lifted it up to rub against Mai’s each time he thrusted forward. Pleasure shocked throughout your entire body, causing you to gasp and tense. “Come, baby. Come!” you called out to him like you were in charge. As if.

Mai’tuiudh’s eyes narrowed, hips brutally slapping against yours like he was possessed. All you could do was lie there and watch as your gorgeous Yautja fell apart above. The strong, mighty have fallen to the likes of you, about to come at the feel of your thighs. “That’s it. You can do it.”

A roar echoed around the room. Mai slammed his thighs against the back of yours. A stinging sensation ran up them but you pushed that off to the side to watch as your Yautja came.

Large spurts of cum shot out from the neon green tip of Mai’s beautiful cock. The strength it had had it landing on your face. You were happy to lick what you could off of it, all while keeping eye contact with him.

He was quick to bend over and lick a stripe off of your face for you. Then, said tongue pressed against your lips. You allowed him entrance and tasted him.

When the two of you pulled away, him hovering over you, eyes peering into yours, you leaned up to place a chaste kiss on his lower mandible. “You looked so pretty when you come, babes,” you teased the Yautja.

“I should be the one saying that to you. Specially covered with my seed.” You giggled with a soft smile. Mai leaned back up, large body kneeling before you. “Now, why don’t I clean you up?” You happily agreed with him, letting the Yautja lift your body off of the bed. One thing you liked being on this ship was the bath. This ship wasn’t that bad in the end.

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Day 3 ❄️ MYG, JHS

Kinks: choking, spiked eggnog

Pairing: Bi!Yoongi x Bi!Reader x Bi!Hoseok

Genre: holiday, smut, porn with the barest of plots, Roommates!AU

Rating: M (18+)

Warnings: swearing, explicit drinking game, kissing (mxr and mxm), choking, hair pulling, hand job, undernegotiated kink, implied fucking (mxr), implied voyeurism, discussions of multiple sexual scenarios like oral sex (m and f giving, m receiving) and public fingering, Stoner!Hobi because that's my jam, Yoongi is once again the instigator because that is also my jam, also long-haired Yoongi warning

Word Count: 2.3K

Disclaimers: NSFW, obviously I don’t own BTS - they just inspire me

Summary: Secrets come to light after your roommate spikes the eggnog

A/N: The genesis for this one came from a discussion in the group chat with @bangtanintotheroom and @herecomesjoon. Thanks to them for helping me brainstorm! 💜

Unbeta'd as usual.

Please don't be a silent reader 🥺 I'd love to know what you think! 💕

Day 2 ❄️ Kinkmas Masterlist ❄️ Day 4

New Year’s Day is always rough, but it’s honestly one of your favorite days. It typically finds you sleeping until noon, waking with a hangover, and recuperating on your couch watching dumb movies while one of your two roommates makes you something greasy and delicious to help you recover. 

The remnants of last night’s party are still strewn about your apartment, plastic cups and streamers everywhere. The place looks like a festive tornado swept through it. But you don’t care, draining the bowl of haejangguk that Yoongi made for you. Your other roommate Hoseok sighs happily as he puts down his spoon. 

“We should probably start cleaning,” he says, eyeing the mess around you. Typical Hoseok. Not even a killer hangover could stop his neatfreak ways. Even though you’d watched him drink his body weight in liquor last night, he looks remarkably refreshed, nary a dark circle under his eyes as he runs his fingers through his platinum blonde hair. 

You groan, taking the empty bowls from your roommates and carrying them into the kitchen. “Please. Not now, Hobi. I’m still feeling all those shots from last night.” You dig through the fridge, hoping to find a sports drink hidden somewhere, but all you find is soju, and a giant bowl of eggnog. “Fuck, we didn’t finish the nog last night? There’s so much left.” 

Yoongi pads into the kitchen. Unlike Hoseok, he looks sleepy, but that’s just his normal countenance. His dark hair curls over his ears, brushing his shoulders as he joins you at the fridge. “You know, we can solve those two problems at once.” 

“Huh?” 

He gestures to the eggnog. Then he wanders over to the counter where various bottles of liquor are still arranged from last night. He picks up a bottle of whisky. 

“Bring me that bowl.” 

It’s not a great idea, but it’s also not the worst, you conclude ten minutes later, sipping on a glass of spiked eggnog. Why not indulge in a little hair of the dog to get rid of your hangover? The bowl sits on your living room table for easy refills. You’ve curled yourself into a ball on the couch again, feet pointing towards Yoongi, who lounges at the other end. Hoseok’s sitting in the worn-out armchair the three of you found at a secondhand shop, legs splayed comfortably. 

“How long is this stuff good for?” he asks, swirling his cup a little.

Yoongi shrugs. “Probably not too long, so drink up.” 

Hoseok frowns. “It’s not exactly chuggable.” 

“Then don’t chug it,” Yoongi replies calmly, earning a scowl from Hoseok. 

“How about we play a game?” you ask, wincing slightly as you take another sip. “Lord, Yoongi, did you have to put the whole bottle in there?” 

His lips quirk in a quick smirk before he raises his glass in the air. “Never have I ever… hooked up with a stranger on New Year’s Eve.” Then he takes a sip. 

“Oh, I guess we’re playing already,” Hoseok says, also lifting his cup to his lips. 

You keep your cup lowered. “Yoongi, the point is to make others drink, not yourself.” 

His eyes glimmer. “Well, where’s the fun in that?” 

“Me next,” Hoseok purses his lips. “Um, never have I ever… uh… kissed someone under the mistletoe.” 

All three of you drink. 

“Okay, I guess we’re doing a holiday theme, so… never have I ever gone to Christmas dinner with my family while completely stoned.” 

Hoseok drinks while you grin. He rolls his eyes. “Laugh if you want, but it was the only way to survive. Anyway… never have I ever given a mall Santa a blow job.” 

Yoongi takes another sip. 

“Seriously?” you squeak.

He shrugs. “I liked his beard. And I told you that in confidence,” he points at Hoseok, as the blonde man’s honking laughter fills the room. 

The game continues this way for a while, the three of you cashing in on the knowledge you’ve gained over your years of friendship to force one another to drink. As the bowl drains, the mood in the room gets sillier, the questions slide from holiday-themed to just generally explicit, and you start to wonder what will run out faster - the eggnog or the secrets you’ve kept tucked away about your roommates. 

“Um…” you glance at the ceiling, slumped against the back of the couch, trying to think of another question. Yoongi has shifted as he’s grown drunk, sliding towards you so that his arm rests against yours, while Hoseok has turned sideways in his seat, his legs hanging over the arm. He’s currently staring at the wall, face redder than the Santa’s hat he wore last night. “Hobi. You good over there?”

He tilts his head slowly, like he’s really thinking about it. Then he favors you with one of his brightest smiles, the one that makes his eyes disappear. “Yes.” 

You and Yoongi giggle, and Yoongi nudges you with his arm. “Come on, go.” 

“Okay, okay. Never have I ever…” Your attention is diverted by the warmth of Yoongi’s hand, where it lightly traces wobbly circles on your thigh. It’s nothing new, the two of you cuddling on the couch like this. Both of your roommates are pretty touchy-feely and so are you. But the whisky and the game have fired up the horny part of your brain, and his touch is only adding fuel to the flames. Doesn’t help that you’ve always found him attractive.  “Never have I said someone else’s name in bed.“

Hoseok drinks as Yoongi laughs.

“Look, it was an honest mistake - Soomin is really close to Sungmin!” 

“Yeah, but Soomin’s brother was named Sungmin!” you shout. “She was sucking your dick and you called her by her brother’s name!” 

Hoseok shrugs. “Well, maybe I had to think about him while she was doing that, because she was so shit at it. And he wasn’t.” 

“Holy shit, Hobi,” you cackle, “you’re ice cold.” He just grins, shooting you a wink, and you feel it in the pit of your stomach. Why must both of your roommates be so hot?

Yoongi’s up. “Never have I ever been fingered on the bus.” 

You shoot him a glare before taking a drink. 

“Whoa, public fingerbang?” Hoseok’s eyes widen. He slips out of his chair, crawling towards the table to refill his drink. “I didn’t know you were an exhibitionist.” 

“I’m not. Not really. I mean, sometimes things just kinda… happen… you know?” You set your glass on the table. “Did one of you crank the heat up? It’s really warm in here.” Tugging your hoodie off, you toss it on the back of the couch. 

“It’s not warm, you’re just drunk,” Yoongi informs you. 

“‘M not drunk, I’m pleasantly tipsy,” you state. You’re also losing your mind a bit now that Yoongi has switched things up, raking his fingernails down your thigh instead of lightly drawing shapes. 

Hoseok, still on the floor, has also noticed the motion, his gaze fixed on Yoongi’s hand. His eyes bounce between the two of you for a moment before he speaks. “Never have I ever messed around with a roommate.” 

Furtive glances fly around the room. No one drinks. 

The drunken giddiness that once permeated the room is gone now. Instead, the air feels thick, almost hazy with a strange kind of frustration. You didn’t really notice it building until now, but it’s almost unmistakable. 

You bite your lip, wondering if your next question is too much, asking it anyway. “Never have I ever masturbated while thinking about a roommate.” 

All three of you drink. 

Yoongi keeps the rim of his glass pressed to his lips, looking deep in thought as he ponders his next question. “Never have I ever wished a roommate would catch me masturbating.” 

There’s a slight pause, and then you all drink. As if a switch has been thrown, the game speeds up, questions flying faster and faster. 

“Never have I ever wanted to go down on a roommate.” Everyone drinks.

“Never have I ever wanted a roommate to go down on me.” Everyone drinks.

Yoongi, then Hoseok, then you. Each of you asking questions that are no longer pointed scenarios meant to make each other drink, but thinly veiled wishes coming to light. And every sip reveals that these wishes, these desires, are shared.

Hoseok slides around the table as the rounds continue rapid-fire, until he’s close enough to brush his hand against your bare leg. Between his fingers dancing up your calf, and Yoongi’s hand squeezing above your knee, you feel like your body is on fire. 

“Never have I ever wanted to fuck a roommate,” Yoongi rasps, voice pitching low. Everyone drinks.

Hoseok’s fingers lock around your ankle. “Never have I ever wanted to get fucked by a roommate.” 

Again, everyone drinks. You can’t take it anymore. 

“Fuck, never have I ever wanted a roommate to kiss me,” you say, your words breaking as your question becomes a plea. Thankfully, Yoongi recognizes this, and he cups the back of your head to pull you in for a kiss. 

You suck the whisky from his tongue as he plunges it between your lips. A groan sounds from deep in your throat. The hand not holding your head has now run beneath your shirt, blazing a path directly for your breast. 

Hoseok hisses from the floor, gripping your ankle tightly enough to draw your attention. When you turn your head, he rises up on his knees to meet your lips. Where Yoongi’s kiss was deep and smooth, Hoseok’s is fiery and sharp, teeth biting as he slides his mouth down to your neck. 

“Never have I ever wanted a roommate to choke me,” Yoongi husks, and Hoseok pulls away from your throat to stare at Yoongi as Yoongi grabs his glass to take a sip. 

“Fuck, you’re into that?” you breathe, chest rising faster. Yoongi nods, and Hoseok straightens up, moving until he’s directly between the two of you on the couch. 

Hoseok holds up his glass. “Never have I ever choked a roommate,” he smirks, tossing back the last of his drink. 

The two men stare at each other. The tension between them makes the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. Then they both lean forward, moving as if one until their mouths crash together. Yoongi whimpers when Hoseok’s fingers lace into his long locks, tugging to make Yoongi tip his head back, exposing his throat. 

As Hoseok’s fingers wrap around Yoongi’s neck, you snatch up your glass and raise it over your head in a cheers to yourself. “Never have I ever watched my roommate choke my other roommate.” And you take a swig. 

Yoongi’s hips buck upwards as Hoseok begins to squeeze, and your eyes are drawn to the bulge in his pants. Experimentally, not wanting to interrupt the frenzied kissing happening in front of you, you trail your hand along Yoongi’s thigh, close to but not touching his dick. He immediately jerks to the right, trying to thrust his hard-on into your outstretched palm. 

Hoseok finally stops trying to swallow Yoongi’s tongue and lifts his head. His fingers relax a little. “Want more?” he asks the other man. 

“Yes,” Yoongi exhales, voice barely a croak, and his eyes dart to you. “Touch me, please,” he moans, and then he curls his fingers into Hoseok’s shirt, yanking the man towards him for another kiss. 

You quickly free his dick from his pants. He’s so warm in your spit-soaked hand, cock practically throbbing under your fingers as you start to stroke him. His hips jolt upwards when you tease the sensitive skin at the head of his dick, and he whines into Hoseok’s mouth, who groans in reply. 

“Fuck, you two are so hot,” you mutter. 

Hoseok’s fingers are once again digging into Yoongi’s throat, cutting off the man’s air, and Yoongi starts rutting into your hand faster than you’re jerking him off, so instead of you giving him a hand job he’s basically using your hand as a sex toy, and the thought of him using you in any way has you panting, thighs squeezing together in desperation. Hoseok notices your needy shuffling and he rolls his lips up Yoongi’s cheek to speak. 

“Shit, you enjoying the show?” His darkened eyes and cocky grin sends a fresh wave of desire dripping out of you. “You’re next. If you want.” 

“I want,” you mewl. “Fuck, I want!” You don’t even know what it is he means, making out or choking or more than that, but you want it anyway. 

“Good.” The fingers twisted into Yoongi’s hair flex, tipping his head so Yoongi is forced to look Hoseok directly in the eye. “Just gotta get our boy here to come, and then it’ll be your turn. I bet he can’t wait to watch you come. Isn’t that right?”  

Yoongi moans at Hoseok’s question. So do you. Hoseok grins, tightening his hand again. You surge forward and press your lips to Yoongi’s. You can feel his hand groping at your breast again as you lick into his mouth. His eyes flutter shut as Hoseok gives one last hard press.

When he releases his hold, Yoongi falls apart. His spray coats your hand, dripping thick and hot down your fingers while you stroke him through his orgasm. It’s not until his hips go still again that you stop.

Yoongi gasps as air rushes back into his lungs. “Oh shit!” He collapses against the armrest, breathing heavily. Hoseok sits back on his heels, looking quite pleased with himself. 

Your hand is still coated in Yoongi’s release, another mess you should clean up, but again you don’t care. “Now what?” you ask your roommates impatiently.

Yoongi grins, reaching for his glass. “Never have I ever watched my roommates fuck.” 

He takes a sip.

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Love Is Love/ 3

Pairing- Hongjoong x Named Reader

Word count- 6.7k

Includes- Here we go- threesome, Dom Seonghwa, sub Hongjoong, sub reader, blow jobs (mxm, fxm), pussy eating, cum eating, cock riding, cock riding while giving blow job, cum eating from pussy, hand job, sex from behind, dirty talk, missionary, hard sex, wild sex, squirting, multiple orgasms for all, fluff

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Nine months later

J POV

I'm silent as I take in the question Hongjoong just asked me

I honestly don't know how to feel about this

"Is...is that ok? Is it something you want to do?"

I honestly don't know

Normally I'm not against a threesome

And I'm not necessarily against this one either

I think I just need more information

"Uh with who?", I ask

"Seonghwa"

Dread falls all over my body

Seonghwa

Who he used to sleep with before me

That just makes everything more confusing

Because I don't know why he's asking for this now

And honestly his answer will depend on how I answer him

Is he doing this just as something fun to do?

Or is he doing it because he misses Seonghwa and I'm not enough for him?

If it's just for fun and everything will go back to normal after, then yeah I can have a threesome with them

But if it's because he wants Seonghwa, misses Seonghwa, then I have to think about our relationship

If this is some way where he can get both me and Seonghwa then it's not going to work

I'm going to have to break up with him

That thought breaks my heart but I'm not going to force him to be with me if he wants someone else

It doesn't matter if it's another guy or girl

If it's me he doesn't want I'm not keeping him in the relationship

It would massively suck and hurt so much because I love him but I'd do it for him

"Jagi? Can you uh...say something?", he asks, slight panic in his voice

"I....uh....I...", I trail off, thinking how I want to word my question

"Baby I'm sorry", he bursts out, in a full blown panic, "Please don't be mad jagi. Please don't leave me. I love you so much Jo, please jagi, I can't be without you"

Ok well that outburst makes things even more confusing

"Please Jo. I didn't want to ask, baby. Seonghwa asked me about it and convinced me to ask you but if you don't want to jagi, then we don't have to. Just please, don't break up with me. I'm sorry baby. Fuck, I need you", he panics

"Uh I'm not sure I understand what's going on", I say slowly, "You don't want a threesome?"

He shakes his head, "I never thought about it but when Seonghwa mentioned it, I'm not opposed to the idea. But I don't need a threesome. I don't need anyone but you. Seonghwa asked me to ask you and I figured I'll do whatever you want. If you want to then I will. If you don't then I won't"

I raise my eyebrow, "You wouldn't be mad if I said no?"

"Of course not jagi. I don't care about a threesome. It's not something I want or think about. It never even crossed my mind until Seonghwa talked about it"

It sounds like he doesn't care about it but I have to make sure

"Are you sure you're not asking because....because you miss Seonghwa? Or uh...dick? Because I'm...I'm not enough for you?"

The look of horror on his face is all I need to know the answer

"No Joanne!", he says, using my full name

He never uses my full name unless it's something serious or he's mad

"No! I don't miss Seonghwa. I don't miss dick. I don't care about any of that. I care about you. You are more than enough for me jagi. I swear"

I breathe out in relief, "Ok baby. I was.... I was just scared you didn't want me any more. That you wanted Seonghwa back. And I'd let you go because I love you and want you to be happy"

I see when it clicks in his head, his eyes widening, "Oh my god, I didn't even think of that. No jagi, just because I slept with him before you doesn't mean I want him like that or miss him. No"

Ok well now I feel better about the situation

He takes my hand, holding on tightly, "Jo, please don't ever worry about that ok? I don't want anyone but you ok? You make me so fucking happy and honestly, I want to spend the rest of my life with you"

My mouth drops hearing that, "Are you serious?"

"So serious baby", he confirms

A huge smile breaks on my face, "I want that too Joongie. I want the rest of my life to be by your side"

"That makes me really happy jagi", he smiles, then kisses my lips softly

"We don't have to do this jagi", he says

Well now that I know that he doesn't miss Seonghwa I'm not opposed to it

"I'm ok with it if you want to baby", I tell him

His eyebrow shoots up, "Yeah?"

I nod, "I was worried about the Seonghwa thing but now that that's not a worry I'm good with doing it. Do you want to?"

"I don't mind", he says, "It's not really a big deal for me"

I wonder if he has had threesomes before

I never had, it would be my first one

"If you're sure jagi, we should talk about what it would entail, what were comfortable with and I'll talk to Seonghwa"

"Yeah baby. Ok"

While it is strange to talk about having a threesome, I am a bit excited

I know Seonghwa so it's not like it's with a stranger

And my Joongie is gonna be there

Sex with him is always amazing and I know that if I want to stop it he will

"So let's talk about what we're not allowing", he starts

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Hongjoong and I stand awkwardly in his room he shares with Seonghwa

Seonghwa is there smirking

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Yeah", Hongjoong answers

Hongjoong and I already talked about what's allowed and not allowed with this threesome and he told Seonghwa, with him agreeing to everything

Now the day has come and I'm not going to lie, it's awkward as fuck

I'm not sure how to start any of this

"Alright. How about you two start?"

Hongjoong raises his eyebrow and Seonghwa rolls his eyes

"Kiss her. Undress her. Do something"

Hongjoong takes my hand, gently pulling me to him

He looks down at me, smiling softly, tucking hair behind my ear

He leans down, his perfect lips against mine

Moving my arms around his neck, the kiss deepens, his tongue against mine, his hands under my shirt, pulling it up

We separate for the short time it takes to get both our shirts off, the our mouths are attached to each other's again

His fingers slide slowly up my back, giving me shivers as he gets to my bra

He undoes it, pulling it off me and throwing it behind me

I drop my hands to his pants, undoing his belt, getting the jeans open

My hand brushes against his hard on, making me wet

Just the thought of sex with Hongjoong turns me on

It's crazy how my body reacts to him

Sliding my hands into his boxers, I push everything down, letting everything fall after I get the clothes down his thighs

He kicks off his clothes, his hands already pulling my clothes down

And the entire time, he hasn't stopped kissing me

Stepping out of my clothes, I wrap my hand around his massive length, pumping my hand up and down

He moans in my mouth, pulling me right against him, his soft skin against mine

His hands grope my ass, squeezing hard

"Alright", Seonghwa says, "My turn"

Reluctantly we separate as Seonghwa comes closer to me

Hongjoong moves aside, Seonghwa leaning down, kissing me hard

His kiss is so different from Hongjoong's, more rougher, wilder, tongue in my mouth right away

He's a good kisser but Hongjoong is better

Almost as quickly as it came, Seonghwa pulls away from me

"Undress me"

I nod, getting the hem of his shirt and pulling it up

I get it off him and my eyebrow raises looking at his body

Nice

Muscular chest, muscular arms and abs

Hot body

But doesn't hold a candle to my Joongie

Hongjoong doesn't have abs or hard muscles but he's fit and his body is the ultimate turn on

Once his shirt is off, his mouth crashes to mine again, kissing me and moving my hands to his pants

I get the hint, pulling his sweatpants and boxers down as his tongue plays with mine

When he gets them off, his arms move around me, pulling me against him, feeling his body on mine

Seonghwa's hands roam my body, grabbing and groping my ass, my boobs, anywhere his hands can squeeze

And it does feel good

Seonghwa pulls away from me, smiles then turns towards Hongjoong

When he gets to Hongjoong, I watch Seonghwa kiss my boyfriend, cupping his face and pushing Hongjoong back towards his bed

He gets Hongjoong on the bed, moving on top of him, kissing him wildly and I see Seonghwa's tongue in Hongjoong's mouth with Hongjoong kissing him back

I just gape, feeling myself get wetter

Why this is turning me on I have no idea but it does

Seonghwa's hands run down Hongjoong's body, his lips following his finger's path

He goes lower and lower and finally his mouth wraps around Hongjoong's dick

"Fuck", I hear Hongjoong moan, my eyes on Seonghwa, his head moving up and down, mouth sucking Hongjoong's dick

This is....hot

Holy crap

Seonghwa sucks Hongjoong off hard and fast, Hongjoong moaning softly, his eyes watching Seonghwa too

Hongjoong slowly moves his fingers in Seonghwa's hair, tugging at the black strands, moaning softly

It feels good for him

Of course it does, he's getting his dick sucked

And I thought I'd be jealous but I'm not

Hongjoong moans louder, and fuck my boyfriend's moans are getting me more riled up

I'm so into watching them I forgot that I'm supposed to be a part of this

I only remember when Seonghwa pulls off Hongjoong's now rock hard cock, calling me over

My feet move on their own, laying down where Seonghwa points to

"Open your legs", Seonghwa demands, "Lemme see this pussy Joong brags about all the time"

I look at Hongjoong in surprise

He brags about me?

Hongjoong's face is so red and Seonghwa laughs

"Yeah he talks about your cunt. How good it feels. How wet you get. How creamy your pussy is. How good your orgasms feel. How you squirt for his dick"

Holy shit

I'm so shocked

"Shut up Hwa", Hongjoong snaps

"It's ok baby", I tell him, surprising him

I get it, guys talk

Girls do too so I'm not upset

In fact I'm proud that he loves being with me enough to talk about it

God knows I love being with him and talk about his big dick to my friends

"So open"

I do, not shy like I thought I'd be

I guess I'm just that horny

And well, Hongjoong is naked next to me in bed with his hard cock out and of course I'm horny because of him

Seonghwa looks down between my legs, his eyebrow raising, "Fuck you're small. Pretty though"

I feel my whole body blush, making Seonghwa laugh again

"Let's see how wet you are"

He runs his fingers on me, making me shiver

"Hmm. How about you kiss your boyfriend and get wetter for me", he says, "Come here Joong"

Hongjoong scoots over and I reach for him instantly, my mouth against his in seconds

I love kissing Hongjoong and I have no problem spending all my time with his lips against mine

Hongjoong's tongue plays with mine, his hands squeezing my boobs, thumbs playing with my nipples and making me wet

"There we go", Seonghwa says, sliding his fingers inside my pussy

I moan against Hongjoong, gripping his arm hard as Seonghwa moves his fingers in and out

"Tight pussy", he comments, "Can't wait to feel it around my cock"

"Mmmm", I moan in Hongjoong's mouth, clamping down on Seonghwa's fingers

"Fuck, so tight", Seonghwa mutters

Hongjoong's hand disappears from my boob but I'm too lost in his kiss to wonder why

I feel more fingers push inside me, Seonghwa saying, "Help me get her off Joong. You know what to do"

I realize that Seonghwa put Hongjoong's fingers in with his and they're both fucking me

And it feels amazing

They're moving their fingers simultaneously, right into my spot

I don't know who's fingers are pressing down into my spot but it makes me so wet

"Come here Joong"

Hongjoong pulls away from my lips, kissing my cheek then sits up

Only for Seonghwa to grip his hair and move his head down, his mouth against my clit

"Suck on her"

Hongjoong pulls my clit in his mouth, sucking hard right off the bat as their fingers move into me

"Fuck", I cry, my body seized in pleasure

Seonghwa grabs one of my boobs, bending his head, his mouth around my nipple, sucking away

"Oh god", I choke out, my body arching off the bed

I reach down, gripping Hongjoong's blue hair and at the same time, I slide my other hand in Seonghwa's, pulling both at the same time

This is insane

I clench down on their fingers, the pleasure fucking intense

I don't know where to focus- Hongjoong sucking my clit, Seonghwa sucking my nipple or their fingers fucking me

All I know is that my entire being is in pleasure

"Cum for us", Seonghwa murmurs around my nipple, "Tell her Joong"

"Please baby", he moans against my clit, "Cum for me baby"

His mouth attaches back to my clit and he sucks once throwing me into a fucking tidal wave of pleasure

I cum on their fingers screaming both their names

"Hongjoong! Seonghwa! Fuck"

They both keep sucking me through the orgasm, their fingers not stopping until I'm done

"Good girl", Seonghwa praises, pulling their fingers out

Hongjoong immediately puts his fingers in his mouth, sucking me off them

God, he's so hot

Seonghwa pushes Hongjoong down on his back, then looks at me smirking

"Get on your boyfriend's cock and ride him", Seonghwa orders me

Not a problem

I immediately climb on Hongjoong, sliding down his fat dick, bottoming him out

"Fuck", him and I moan, my hips immediately grinding on him, moving in a circle, his head rubbing my spot, opening me up more

"Goddamn, she loves you cock huh?", Seonghwa smirks

"Yyy..yes", Hongjoong stammers, his hands gripping my hips hard, helping me move on me

I'm so fucking wet, it's all over his lap

"How does your boyfriend's cock feel?", Seonghwa asks me

"So good", I moan, starting to bounce on his hard cock, "He's so big. So fucking thick. Always so hard"

"Tell me something I don't know", Seonghwa smirks

Alright then

"He fits perfectly inside my pussy", I tell him, slamming down on Hongjoong's cock, "Tight fit with no extra room. Touches all the right places. His fat head is always against my spot, rubbing and fucking it so good"

Seonghwa's smirk widens, "Go on"

I look down at Hongjoong, watching the pleasure on his face as he listens, "His cock fucks me wide open, makes me soaking wet, makes me cream his cock like I never creamed a cock before"

"Goddamn", Seonghwa says

"He makes me squirt all the time, gives me the maximum ecstasy every single time. Makes me cum on his cock over and over. God, I love coming on his fat cock. He fills my pussy with cum perfectly. I love being full of him and I never want him to leave"

Hongjoong eyes are on mine as I smile at him, "I love you Joongie"

"I love you Jo", he answers, smiling softly

"So Joong", Seonghwa says, "How does your girlfriend's sweet cunt feel?"

"Amazing", he chokes out, "So fucking tight. Throbs and clenches from the second I get inside her"

"Yes you've told me that"

"She...she's always wet for me. Always. Creamiest pussy. So warm. So pretty. Lips always swollen. Throbbing swollen clit. Orgasms are....fuck... mind blowing. Takes my cum...so well", he finishes, his hands squeezing my hips so hard as I fuck his cock

"Sounds like I'm gonna have to try her pussy out", Seonghwa laughs

"Uh...uh...", Hongjoong moans

"Don't cum yet Joong", Seonghwa demands

"I...but...I", Hongjoong whimpers

"Not yet. Soon"

Seonghwa moves next to Hongjoong's head, turning his head to him

"Open", he says to Hongjoong, moving his big hard dick into Hongjoong's mouth

Hongjoong takes his cock, immediately sucking on him

"Fuck yes", Seonghwa moans, his head tilting back, eyes closed

Every few sucks he pushes more into Hongjoong's mouth, Hongjoong taking him and sucking harder

"God, I've missed your mouth", Seonghwa groans

I watch Hongjoong suck Seonghwa's dick, bouncing faster and faster on his cock

God I'm so turned on watching them

I had no clue seeing two guys would make me this horny

Both of their bodies are so sweaty, beads of it rolling down Hongjoong's chest, Seonghwa hair soaked and dripping

I'm sweating too but I most likely look like a mess while they both look so hot

Seonghwa's hands move into Hongjoong's hair, pulling his head down his cock until he bottoms out

Hongjoong chokes for a few seconds before getting control again

I watch Seonghwa keep Hongjoong's head still as he starts to fuck into Hongjoong's throat

Tears run down Hongjoong's face, saliva everywhere, the blow job so messy

I love watching

After a few minutes Seonghwa looks over at me

"You're turn", he smirks, pulling out of Hongjoong's mouth, coming next to me

Hongjoong gasps for air and I immediately check on him

"Are you ok baby?"

He looks at me, nodding

Seonghwa grabs my chin, making me look at him, "Go down his cock"

I take Hongjoong fully inside me, sitting on him as Seonghwa moves his hand in my hair, pulling me forward

"Open", he says and I obey, his cock sliding in my mouth, my pussy clenching around Hongjoong

"C'mon", Seonghwa says, "Take me all in. I know you can take Hongjoong's fat cock so you can take mine"

I moan, pushing down on his length

His cock is big too, long, not as thick as Hongjoong's but still, stuffs my mouth to the brim

"Oh god fuck", Seonghwa moans, a as I bottom him out, his fingers tightening in my hair, "Fuck, suck baby"

Holding onto his hip, I suck hard around his cock, breathing through my nose

"Fuck feels so good"

As I suck on him, my other hand grips Hongjoong's stomach hard

Switching my movements, I bob on Seonghwa's dick, up and down, bottoming him out every time

Tears blind me as I blow him, spit falling from my mouth to my tits

"God Joong, you're so right. She gives amazing blow jobs"

I raise my eyes to Seonghwa, watching him smirk, "Yeah he talks about your blow jobs too. Says they're the best he's ever had. Says yours are even better than mine and I give amazing blow jobs"

That's surprising

Hongjoong thinks I'm the best?

"Tell her Hongjoong"

"Yeah baby", Hongjoong says, his fingers running up and down my arm that's leaning on him, "You are the best. Better than anyone I've been with"

"Mmm", I moan around Seonghwa's cock

"So sweet", Seonghwa laughs, moving his hand towards me

Seonghwa's fingers press into my clit, rubbing in circles hard and fast, pleasure blasting in my body, moaning on his cock

"Mmm love hearing you moan baby", Seonghwa tells me, "Feels so good when you moan on my cock"

I move my hips on Hongjoong, rubbing his head against my spot while Seonghwa plays with my clit

"C'mon baby girl. Cum on your boyfriend's cock while you suck me off"

I'm getting closer, spasming around Hongjoong faster and faster

"Gonna fuck your throat", Seonghwa tells me

With that, he pulls his cock back until his head is in my mouth, then he thrusts back in, bottoming out

I choke around his dick but it's not too bad

He sets a hard and fast pace, fucking into my throat over and over, stretching my mouth out

I can take him- Hongjoong's done this with his huge cock and I've taken him so Seonghwa is easy

"How close is she Joong?"

"So close. Pulsing so hard on my cock"

"Good girl", Seonghwa praises, his finger moving faster on my clit

My body shakes as Hongjoong yells, "She's gonna cum!"

Seonghwa shoves his dick all inside my throat, choking me as I cum all over Hongjoong's cock

"Fuck!", Hongjoong yells, his fingers digging into my hips, "Yes baby oh fuck. Oh my god"

"Damn, her orgasm feels that good?", Seonghwa asks

"Yes, fuck yes!", Hongjoong cries as my orgasm continues, intense bliss filling my body

Jesus

I knew Hongjoong likes my orgasms but I didn't know it was this much

I'm glad I can give him as much pleasure as he gives me

When I finish, Seonghwa immediately demands, "Bounce on his dick. Make him cum"

I begin moving right away, bouncing and taking Hongjoong's dick over and over, bliss running through me again

"Baby, fuck", he moans, his fingers digging into my hips

I tighten around his cock, his moans so fucking pretty

As I fuck Hongjoong, I'm getting throat fucked by Seonghwa at the same time, his cock plunging into my throat in a steady rhythm

Everything on me is wet- I'm sweating, salvia is dripping from my mouth, tears blinding me, my cunt soaking Hongjoong

But it feels so good so I'm not complaining

"C'mon Hongjoong", Seonghwa whines, "Cum in your girlfriend's pussy so I can eat it from her cunt"

Christ, Seonghwa is kinky

"Cccc...close", Hongjoong chokes out

Hearing that, I bounce harder, making sure to keep a tight grip on his cock

"Oh my god jagi!", he cries, pulling me down his cock, holding me there

I feel the pleasure of his cock throb, then his warm cum filling me

"Yeah that's it", Seonghwa says approvingly, "Fill your pussy"

I rock on Hongjoong while Seonghwa keeps showing his cock in my mouth

I feel him throb and I know he's close too

"I'm gonna cum", Seonghwa grunts, holding me down on his dick

He throbs in my throat again, his warm cum shooting down

I swallow over and over, his taste hitting me

He tastes good

Not as good as Hongjoong but better than other guys I've been with

It hits me that I'm literally full of cum, my pussy full of Hongjoong's, my mouth full of Seonghwa's

God I'm a slut but I find that I don't really care

Seonghwa pulls out, his hands immediately on my waist

He pulls me off Hongjoong, my back hitting the bed, my legs spread opened and his tongue poking in my hole

"Mmm", he moans, his tongue licking around my entrance, "Missed how good your cum is Joong"

"Shit", I whimper

"Oh right. Want some baby?", Seonghwa asks, his fingers plunging into me

He pulls them out quickly, bring his fingers with Hongjoong's cum all over it to my mouth

And fuck me, I open my mouth and suck Hongjoong off him as he continues to clean my pussy

"He tastes so good right baby?"

"Mhh hmm", I moan around his fingers

Hongjoong does taste the best

I love blowing him, love tasting his cum, love swallowing it

Seonghwa moves his fingers from my mouth, gripping my thigh hard as he keeps my legs open

"Let's see how you taste baby girl", Seonghwa murmurs, "Hongjoong says you're the best he's ever tasted. Let's see if he's right"

Seonghwa's tongue flies all over me, up and down then swirling quickly

"Fuck, oh fuck", I cry, the pleasure increasing

I look to the side for Hongjoong, finding him sitting to the side, just watching

I can't read the look on his face, but he's clenching his jaw

Maybe he feels left out?

I don't want him to feel like that

"Joongie", I call, holding my hand out to him

His eyes move to me, smiling softly, coming closer to me, holding my hand

"Kiss me baby", I ask

"Always jagi", he answers, leaning down, his perfect lips against mine

Seonghwa thrusts his tongue into my hole and my pussy squeezes his tongue so hard, both of us moaning

"Fuck", he murmurs, then plunges his tongue in over and over, pleasure blasting into my body

I kiss Hongjoong harder, his tongue down my throat, my arms wrapping around his neck, wanting to be as close as I can to him

His hand moves to my boob, squeezing, his thumb running over my nipple sending pleasure down to my cunt

And just at the same time, Seonghwa lick my clit

"Fuck!", I groan in Hongjoong's mouth, the bliss increasing with each lick Seonghwa does

"My god you're clit is amazing", Seonghwa praises, "So fucking swollen and throbbing so hard. God you're making me fucking rock hard again. No wonder Joong loves sucking on you"

I guess that's another thing that Hongjoong told him

And honestly, I love when Hongjoong does that too

He really made a huge attempt to learn everything I liked the most, learned how to finger, lick, fuck my pussy so well

Every single time with him is fucking mind blowing

And I'll never get tired of it

I feel Seonghwa's mouth wrap around my clit and he starts sucking fast and hard right away

I've noticed that Seonghwa likes to do everything hard, fast, wild and he likes to dominate

Be in control, telling me and Hongjoong what to do

I don't have a problem with it but I wonder if Hongjoong does

Hongjoong is usually the dominate one when we're together

He doesn't seem to have a problem with it though but I don't really know

Each suck brings me closer and I break from Hongjoong's kiss to yell in pleasure

I bury my hand in Seonghwa's hair, fucking into his face as his mouth relentlessly plays with my clit

"I'm gonna cum!", I cry,

Seonghwa only increases his speed, the pleasure too much and I explode

"Fuck Seonghwa!", I cry, his tongue still licking my clit like crazy, pulling his hair hard

I feel Hongjoong stiffen next to me but I can't think past the pleasure

Seonghwa pushes my legs open more, his tongue sliding down to my hole, licking

"Fuck", he groans, "You were right Joong. She tastes fucking amazing"

"Oh my god", I whimper

"Fuck, her cum is so creamy. So sweet", he continues, his tongue cleaning my pussy, "No wonder you eat her out everyday"

Seonghwa's tongue dips inside again, wiggling around before he takes it out again

He does that a few more time, then he sits up

"Delicious cunt", he smirks, my entire face red

He moves on top of me, rolling us over and I find myself straddling him

"Sit on my cock", he orders, holding his dick up for me

Getting his head in, I move down, his hands helping push me down

I feel him open me up so pleasurably as he bottoms out inside

"Oh my fucking god!", he cries, "So tight. Fuck how are you this tight? Doesn't Joong fuck you open everyday?"

"Yes", I whimper, clenching around him

He feels really good but he's not Hongjoong

And Hongjoong feels so much better

"Fuck Joong, you're so lucky to have this tight cunt all the time"

"Yeah", Hongjoong says softly

"Fuck baby, ride me", Seonghwa whines, "Ride me like you ride Joong's cock"

I nod

I can do that

Leaning on his abs, I slide up his dick, then go back down quickly and hard

"Yes again!", he yells, pleasure all over his face

I bounce on him, feeling him drag in and out of me, making me shiver, pleasure running through me

He moans so loudly as I ride him and I rock on his cock every time I take him in, getting his head right against my spot, his tip rubbing there, the pleasure spiking

Sitting up, I lean back on his legs, bouncing harder

My orgasm is right there but it's like I can't get to it yet

It's because it's not Hongjoong inside me

Because if it was I would of came twice already

"Fuck, such a big mess. Such a creamy pussy", Seonghwa moans, "Creaming my cock so much"

Seonghwa grips my hips, helping me bounce on his cock, thrusting up as I come down, hitting deep inside

"Oh fuck", I whisper

"Joong, come here", Seonghwa calls , "Help her cum on me"

I feel Hongjoong behind me, moving my hair to one shoulder, his lips kissing my shoulder blade

And it's like his kiss ignites a fire inside me

Reaching behind me, I take his hands, pulling his arms around me

His body presses against mine as I lean my head back on his shoulder

Turning my head to him, I reach up, bury my fingers in his hair and pull him in for a kiss

I lick his lip, his mouth opening, his tongue right against mine, making me moan in his mouth

"Oh fuck Joong, she just got so much tighter when she kissed you", Seonghwa pants

Yeah because Hongjoong's kiss just has an effect on my body

No one's kiss has ever affected me like his and I'm so glad it's him that makes me feel this way

Hongjoong's hands roam my body, sliding everywhere, groping and squeezing as he kisses me stupid

Seonghwa keeps bouncing me on him as he thrusts, bringing me closer

I feel one of Hongjoong's hand move off my body, making me whine

"Play with her clit Joong. Make her cum", Seonghwa murmurs

I feel Hongjoong's hand being placed near my pussy, his fingers on my clit

His fingers begin to move and I can't help but moan loudly, gripping his hair harder as his lips press kiss after kiss to my neck

"Joongie", I whisper, his movements making me soak Seonghwa's cock even more

"Mmm cum for me baby", he murmurs and that's all it takes

Bliss hits me hard and I feel Seonghwa pull me down his cock, holding me there as I explode

"Oh my god!", I cry, "Seonghwa! Fuck. Joongie"

"Oh my fuck!", Seonghwa yells, "Oh fuck it feels so good. So fucking good"

Hongjoong's fingers don't stop, helping me ride my orgasm out on Seonghwa's dick

When it's over I breathe hard, reluctantly letting go of my boyfriend and he moves away

Seonghwa looks at me in amazement

"The was the one of the most pleasurable orgasm I ever felt. Jesus"

I blush, surprised at hearing that

I know Seonghwa fucks around a lot and for him to say that about me, it's crazy

Suddenly I'm flipped on my hand and knees, Seonghwa right behind me

"Need to cum in your pussy", he tells me

Uh sure, ok

I look for Hongjoong, finding him sitting against the headboard, his eyes down, his dick half hard

I crawl toward him, lifting his head to mine and kiss him softly

"I love you Joongie"

"I love you Jo", he says softly

Kissing him again briefly, I move back, licking along his pretty cock

"Fuck baby", he whimpers

I lick him over and over, keeping my tongue under his head where I know he likes it

"Yes baby. Fuck", he moans, his hand moving into my hair

Seonghwa comes up behind me, his hands on my hips as his cock pushes into me

He spreads me open, fucking into me right away

As he moves, I concentrate on making my baby feel good

Wrapping my mouth around his head, I suck on him, my hand jerking him off at the same time

"Jagi", he groans, "So good jagi. Faster baby, please"

I oblige, sucking faster, taking him in more every few sucks

I fucking love everything about blowing Hongjoong

The way his cock feels heavy on my tongue, the way he feels deep in my throat, the way he throbs when he cums

The way he tastes

It turns me on so much I swear I'm gonna cum one day just from blowing him

Seonghwa hits my spot over and over, making me spasm around him but for some reason it's not enough to make me cum

I feel him throbbing however, knowing he's close

Moving my hand from Hongjoong's cock, I take him all in, deep throating him

He slides in my throat and I swallow, loving how he feels, listening to his pretty moans

Bobbing my head, I take him in and out of my throat quickly wanting to taste his cum so badly

"Oh fuck I'm gonna cum", Seonghwa moans behind me

"Mmm...me too", Hongjoong moans

"God, your girlfriend loves cum huh? She's gonna get it from both of us again"

I do like cum, specifically Hongjoong's

"Do..do you want my cum in your throat baby?", Hongjoong's asks, breathing hard

He always asks when I blow him as sometimes he cums in my mouth, other times he pulls out and cums on my face

It really depends on how we both feel but right now, I want to swallow his load

I nod, slurping hard on his huge dick

His cock throbs once, then twice and I feel his hot cum start to fill my mouth

"Joanne fuck! Jagi", he cries, his hand buried in my hair, so fucking beautiful when he cums

I slide down his whole cock, swallowing over and over, finally getting all of my favorite taste in the world

I had no idea I was a huge cumslut until Hongjoong

"I'm coming!", Seonghwa yells, shoving his cock in deep, shooting his hot load inside me

"Joanne oh fuck!", he yells as I pulse around him, "Yes fuck baby, milk my cock. Take it all"

I finish swallowing Hongjoong's cum, some dripping from my lips and both of them pull out at the same time, leaving me to leak cum from my pussy and my mouth

Before I know it, I'm pulled backwards, landing on my back again and Seonghwa is telling Hongjoong to eat my cunt

"Go ahead Joong. Eat my cum from her cunt. After all I ate yours", he smirks

Hongjoong wastes no time, pulling my legs apart, his tongue all over me

Pleasure only Hongjoong's tongue can give rips through me and I burying both hands in his sweat soaked blue hair, gripping the strands hard

"Yes Joongie!", I scream, "Fuck baby, you're tongue is the best"

"Is it now?", Seonghwa asks, smirking

"Yes, yes yes!"

"Huh Joong, guess you did learn to eat pussy real good"

He sure fucking did

I keep my eyes on my baby, watching him lick Seonghwa's cum from me and swallow over and over

Jesus, it's so hot to see

I'm aware that my boyfriend is eating someone else's cum but I can't find it in me to care right now

I'm in too much ecstacy

His tongue plunges in my hole, fucking into me a few times, then slides out, flicking my clit

"Joongie!", I scream, my brain turning off

The pleasure is so fucking intense, tears are falling down my face as I moan

I see Seonghwa get behind Hongjoong, reaching around his waist

Hongjoong moans, just as Seonghwa's arm starts moving

"Let's get you hard for your girlfriend"

Fuck, Seonghwa is jerking Hongjoong off

Totally hot

Hongjoong's mouth latches on to my clit, sucking desperately, his hands holding my thighs open so hard it's gonna leave bruises

I'm so here for it

"Please baby", Hongjoong pleads, his face soaked with cream, "Wanna taste you so much. Gimme your cum jagi"

"Hongjoong, fuck", I moan, pulling his hair as his words throwing me over the edge

His tongue flies into my cunt as I clench around it, coming all over his tongue and mouth

He yells into my pussy, his tongue pulling out then sliding back in, swallowing everything I give him

"Good job Joong", Seonghwa praises, his arm not stopping it's movements

Hongjoong slowly licks me as I finish, moaning how good I am

"Should I make you cum?", Seonghwa asks, Hongjoong making a noise that I can't figure out what it means through all the pleasure

"No, I know you wanna finish in your girlfriend's pussy"

"Yes", Hongjoong whimpers

"Well then, go Joong. Let me see how you fuck your pussy", Seonghwa urges, moving away from Hongjoong

Hongjoong growls, moving on top of me immediately, his sweaty body against mine, wrapping my legs around his waist

He slips in immediately, my body going crazy from finally having him inside me again

"Fuck Hongjoong. Fuck me baby. Please baby, I want you so bad", I cry

I need him, I crave him, I want him, only him

His mouth crashes to mine, kissing me passionately as he starts moving hard and fast

I moan in his mouth, my hands digging into his back, holding on as he fucks me mercilessly

His cock hits my spot over and over, my pussy so fucking wet for him

"Jesus, do you hear how wet her pussy is for you Joong?", Seonghwa asks, the squelching sound indeed very loud

"Yes", he growls, "My pussy. Mine. Only mine"

His possessiveness is so hot, turning me on

His arm moves around my waist, his hand gripping my ass as he lifts me up slightly, pounding into my cunt

The new angle has him plunging so deep into me, it's like I feel him in my stomach

He pulls me down his cock each thrust, bottoming out each movement, throwing me into so much bliss I can't fucking think

"Feels so good baby", he murmurs, "So fucking good for me"

"Yes Joongie. Fuck so good", I cry

"My tight pussy. Wrapped so tight around me. Do you feel how perfectly you take me jagi? How we fit perfectly together?"

I nod, "Yes baby"

We do fit perfectly

The pleasure he always gives me is beyond mind blowing

Being with him is everything

"So wet for me, creaming my cock so well jagi. Sucking me in like you can't get enough", he pants, "Wanna keep me inside that much?"

"Yes!", I scream, each hit to my spot sending stars into my vision, "Yes, yes, yes"

"Yeah? I feel you throbbing so hard on my cock. Fucking choking my dick hard", he breathes, "Gonna squirt for me?"

I nod, clinging onto him desperately, my mind shutting off from the pure ecstasy

Ecstasy only he can give

"Then cum around my cock baby. Give it to me"

His cock moves so quickly into me and I'm sent head first into a mind blowing orgasm

I scream his name over and over as I squirt all over him, uncontrollable shaking taking over my body, my mind going blank as I ride the waves of pleasure

"Fuck Joanne! Fuck baby, fuck!", he screams, his cock throbbing as his warm cum fills my pussy

He holds me tightly against him, both of us clinging to each other and screaming in pleasure as we orgasm together

God, it's truly fucking mind blowing

As our orgasms taper off, Hongjoong crashes his lips to mine, kissing me deeply

I feel all his love in the kiss and it makes me so fucking happy

I pour all my love into the kiss, knowing that he feels it

His kiss is absolutely everything

He is absolutely everything

My everything

When we pull away, he looks down at me, breathing hard and he smiles his beautiful smile that takes my breath away

I touch his cheek softly, smiling back at him

His hand travels up my arm, going over my hand as he turns his head, kissing my palm

"Holy shit that was better than porn", Seonghwa exclaims

Shit, I forgot he was here

Hongjoong and I turn to look at him

He's sitting in his computer chair, boxers back on, smiling gleefully

"If that's how you two fuck all the time....then goddamn"

"Sometimes", Hongjoong says softly and I nod, confirming

"Well that was hot", he says, standing up, "I'm gonna shower. You two look like you need a nap"

Now that he mentions it, exhaustion hits me hard

I can go for a nap

"We need to shower", Hongjoong answers

Also true

"Just go to sleep", Seonghwa says, "I'll tell the guys not to bother you. You can shower when you wake up"

"Yea ok", Hongjoong gives in

"Good. Just get out of my bed. Sleep in your own. It's bad enough I got all three of our cum all over the sheets, I don't need your sleep sweat there too, seeping into my mattress"

"Oh my god, you're so fucking annoying", Hongjoong growls

Seonghwa only points to Hongjoong's bed, "Go. I'll bring a change of sheets for you when I bring some for mine"

With that he turns and leaves the room as if we didn't just have an hours long threesome

"Why is he bringing you sheets?", I ask confused

Hongjoong sighs, "Because were sweaty and your gonna leak my cum everywhere. For a guy who loves sex, he's a fucking clean freak"

I just giggle as Hongjoong get up from Seonghwa's bed

He reaches for me, picking me up and getting both of us in his bed, all snuggled up together

"I love you", I tell him

"I love you too baby", he murmurs, already sounding like he's on the verge of unconsciousness

I give him a soft kiss, then settle down in his arms, ready for a long ass nap

[sweetestofchaos]

BNAA: About Time | M.YG x K.SJ

🔪Pairing: Alpha Gang Boss!Yoongi x Omega Maid!Seokjin

🔪 Rating: 18+

🔪 Genre: gang au, dead dove, parent au, a/b/o, angst, fluff, smut, mxm, mpreg

🔪 Warnings: murder, blood, torture (described), drowning, stabbing, physical violence, unprotected sex, knotting, fingering, slick/cum eating, anal sex, oral, breast feeding, lactation kink (if you squint), a/b/o dynamics, scenting, strong language.

🔪 Word Count: 11.2k

Standing at the top of the world, Bangtan's Alpha leader Min Youngi isn't looking for anything. He has all he needs here with his pack, at least that's what he thought until the new maid that was hired walks into his office, Omega Kim Seokjin.

a/n:  this story is completely fiction. it was written for the daddy’s home fest hosted by @btsfests. if i missed any warnings, please let me know. if you would like to scream in my ask box, feel free it is open. for the sake of time, i did not have this fic betaed, if you see any major mistakes, please let me know.

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🔪chapter one 🔪chapter two

It’s late into the night, the moon is hidden behind a soft overcast of grey tinted clouds. Stars twinkle bright and yet little light spills into the house surrounded by a thick forest. Cordless bamboo blinds keep the house dark with the added protection of pleated taupe blackout curtains throughout the house. Yoongi sits in a wide office chair, large and comfortable, ebony in color with brass tipped legs and matching nail head direction around the hem to offset the black fabric of the chair.

A small golden lamp with a black rounded shade, sits on a dark wooden desk; it gives enough light to bathe the room in a soft glow. The sound of keys clicking fills the air along with the scrap of a pen against paper. Somewhere in the hallway, a grandfather clock chimes on the hour and the sound of clicking stops. The pen is set down and Yoongi heaves a deep sigh, his pale fingers pushing his black hair from his face as he leans back in the chair and stares up at the mini crystal chandelier. 

Yoongi’s body is relaxed but his face is tense, there is a furrow between his brows and his mouth is pulled into a frown. The room is drenched in the scent of burnt thyme, spicy and sharp as he thinks over the events of today. Someone had tried to steal a quarter of a billion won from him. They had no chance of getting away with it but he felt annoyed by the act. He wasn’t impressed, he was pissed. The idiots had spit on his name and like any good alpha, it was his job to gain that respect back.

It didn’t take long to gather the lower members of the gang, the foot soldiers and runners. They flocked to him like moths to a flame. They were desperate to become part of the Min Pack and followed his every command. Yoongi stood before them, dressed in a brand new two piece suit from Valentino.

It was a tanned blush, slightly muted with a blush linen shirt that had a scarf collar underneath. It was a handsome suit and he made it a point to stand there with his hair parted in the middle, leather boots on his feet and gold rings on his fingers. The other member of his innermost circle, his true pack, stood behind him. Namjoon, Hoseok and Jimin were terrifying to look at with cold eyes and even colder hearts. 

Yoongi was powerful. He was the pack alpha and once he snapped his fingers, two members of his inner circle, Jungkook and Taehyung (the terror twins he liked to refer to them as) dragged two beta males out to stand before him with their hands tied together in front of them.

Yoongi kept his composure, asked if they had any last words and didn’t flinch when one of them spit at his feet. He simply scoffed out a laugh as his lips twitched and nodded his head. Jungkook and Taehyung wasted no time in dragging the men in front of two large metal waste bins filled with water. Yoongi didn’t take his eyes off the men as his pack mates pushed them head first into the water. The men struggled to break free but it was useless. Yoongi held his hand up and they were pulled from the water, coughing and sputtering. 

The stench of piss was strong in the air and Yoongi could hear Jimin grumble to himself in disgust in the background. Yoongi stared at the betas before him and cocked his head as they struggled to breath properly with water in their lungs. He looked around at the others around him  and grinned, his canines sharp and white in the moonlight and fire. He licked his lips and clasped his hands behind his back before he nodded his head once more. The betas were shoved back into the water. Their legs kicked and banged against the tins, water splashed onto the ground and soon their bodies slumped unmoving. 

Jungkook and Taehyung held them under a little longer just to be safe before they threw the lifeless bodies onto the ground in front of the lower pack members. The threat was clear and Yoongi turned on his heel, walking away with his packmates behind him.

In his office, Yoongi sighs and runs a hand over his face. He can smell gasoline on his clothing and the faint trace of blood from the dirt that touched the bottom of his pants. The thought of a shower passes his mind and Yoongi pushes himself away from his desk. A shower before bed sounds wonderful. Leaving his office, Yoongi walks down the hall with his hands in his pockets and he hums to himself. No one is awake at this time. The maids are all sound asleep in the lower levels of the estate, along with the cooks. 

In the bathroom, Yoongi strips off his suit and lets it fall to the floor in a pile of wrinkled fabric. It looks out of place, very bright compared to the tans and black of the bathroom. The floor tile is a tan and white marble while the walls are black and tan marble. The hardware is all black with a beautiful white floating sink that could easily fit a medium sized dog in it. There are two shower heads, one a large square and the other a smaller rectangle. They hang on the wall beside the large tub that sits flush against the wall in all its elegant beauty. A smooth glass door trimmed with sleek black metal separates the shower and bathtub from the rest of the bathroom. 

Standing nude, Yoongi turns on the shower and uses the toilet while the water heats up. He eyes the bathtub and shakes his head. If he sits in there now, he knows he will most likely fall asleep. As he steps into the spray of the hot water, Yoongi groans. His pale skin starts to heat and flush as the water washes over his tired muscles. The pressure is strong enough to work tiny knots out from under Yoongi’s skin and his eyes slip shut in relief. His black hair sticks to his neck and forehead, some pieces pressing into his lid but Yoongi doesn’t really care. Placing his palms against the shower wall, he lifts his face towards the spray of the water and holds his breath. 

Yoongi would much rather be sleeping right now but duty calls. Hoseok called at six o’clock in the morning with news of a pack that came from out of town. Their main pack was the same size as Bangtan’s. Seven members with the youngest being the same age as Jungkook. The Lim pack, also known as Got7. Yoongi vaguely recalls hearing about them from someone else but he isn’t too sure. He will have Namjoon run a background check on the members and Jimin can set up a meeting if it is beneficial to do so. 

“Mister Min?”

Yoongi’s eyes snap up from his coffee cup and he sees Haeun, his head maid looking at him with a knowing smile on her face. She is an older omega and Yoongi sees the woman much like a grandmother or aunt. She had been a maid when his parents were still alive and once they passed, she stayed by his side while most of the older maids of the house left. Haeun is a wonderful woman and Yoongi trusts her judgment. 

“Did you not get enough sleep last night?” 

Yoongi shakes his head and takes a sip of his coffee, “I apologize, Haeun. Please continue.”

Haeun nods her head and continues to go over the new hire information. Two of the maids have left on maternity leave, so Haeun has found two replacements for the time being. Yoongi is half paying attention, he really doesn’t care much about the maids and cooks that live in his home. He has enough security to handle any issue that may arise. Plus, Yoongi always keeps a gun at his waist. Bok Yon and Kim Seokjin are the new hires that will fill in for a few months and possibly be offered full employment if they fit in well enough. From what Haeun says, Yon is a female alpha and Seokjin is a male omega. 

“Thank you, Haeun. I’m sure both will do well. I have faith in your teaching.”

Yoongi downs the rest of his coffee and sets the empty cup in the sink, upside down. He smooths a hand through his hair, pushing a few flyways down out of his face.

“I’ll be in the main room with the guys. See to it that we are not disturbed.”

“As you wish, Mister Min.” 

Haeun bows low and Yoongi leaves the kitchen with his head held high.

Seokjin is in awe. The Min estate is as beautiful as it is opulent. It is a three story high mini mansion with an attic and basement. Both locations are off limits to the staff and that’s okay with Seokjin. The moment he steps into the home, he is overcome with the powerful scent of alpha. Thyme and charcoal are infused in the air, each lungfull makes Seokjin’s inner wolf whine and he ignores the animal. It is a known fact that Min Yoongi is a capable alpha and one of the most sought after bachelors. Seokjin isn’t sure why, if he is to be honest. Sure, Min Yoongi is handsome and rich but from what Seokjin has seen on the television, he seems too serious and isn’t much of a talker.

Haeun is a kind omega woman. She explains how everything works in the Min manor and texts him a map of the home to help him get used to the layout. The map is color coded, blue rooms need dusting, white rooms are dusting and windows, yellow rooms need to be waxed and so on. The red rooms are off limits to staff outside of Haeun and two others that have been here for a long time. Seokjin doesn’t really care. He is happy to have this job and make good money.

It is an added bonus that Seokjin is able to stay in the manor and save up his money. He gets three meals a day, all free and his dry cleaning for his uniform is paid for as well. Hell, even his uniform is decent. A simple pair of black slacks with a white button up. Seokjin has the option to dress it up with a scarf or tie depending on how he feels. As an unmated omega, Seokjin has a set of scarfs that he will wear to help nullify his scent. The last thing Seokjin needs is for a random alpha to smell him and lose control. Sadly, it has happened before and Seokjin doesn’t want a repeat.

Seokjin glances up from his phone to make sure he is in the correct hallway and he frowns. The map is basic at best and looking around, Seokjin thinks he is in the right place. Looking down at the phone he sees that two of the rooms are coded white, so it will take him a little while to clean. He has a small cleaning caddy that he holds in his freehand filled with everything he needs for the rooms. From looking over the map, Seokjin also knows that there is a supply closet with extra products and items that don’t fit in the caddy as well. 

Setting the caddy on the floor, Seokjin quickly pulls a pair of earbuds from his pocket and shoves them in his ears. He clicks on his music app and scrolls through his playlists until he finds one that will give him the added boost to stay positive while he cleans a bunch of stupidly posh and expensive items that most likely have little to no use. Picking the caddy up from the floor, Seokjin hums to himself as he walks down to the hall to the first door that he will clean. 

Grabbing the handle, Seokjin twists his wrists and pushes open the door. He steps inside, taking notice of the tall shelves that line the walls filled with books. It looks to be a library of shorts to which Seokjin rolls his eyes. 

“Who needs a fucking library in their home?” He mutters to himself as he closes the door behind him. “Bet my ass none of these books have been read.”

Seokjin goes over to the closet shelf and looks to see how dusty it is. He is surprised to see hardly any dust on the shelves. Setting the caddy down on the table beside him, Seokjin slips on a pair of rubber gloves and bobs his head to the music playing in his ear while he gathers the cleaning supplies he’ll need for the room. Holding a microfiber rag in one hand and a can of polish in the other, Seokjin starts to dust the shelves, making sure to remove the books and put them back in their place.

Seokjin turns to head over to the other side of the room and he screams when he sees a set of brown eyes staring at him. The items in Seokjin’s hands clatter to the floor and he stares wide eyed at the owner of the home, Min Yoongi. There is a barely there smile on his lips as he trails his eyes down the length of Seokjin’s body until they drop to the items on the floor.

Seokjin sees Yoongi’s lips moving and quickly rips the earbuds from his ears, his face flushing in embarrassment. He cannot believe that he didn’t notice the alpha in the room with him but in Seokjin’s defense the whole room smells just like the rest of the house, just a little stronger.

“Who gave you permission to come in here?”

Seokjin stares at the alpha before him, confused by the question. Permission?

“I, um, I’m the new maid?” 

Seokjin stumbles over his words, unsure of how he is supposed to answer the question. Yoongi’s jaw clenches as he stares at the unfamiliar man in his office. This room is off limits to anyone except Haeun. Yoongi narrows his eyes as the man, his supposedly newly hired maid, inhales deeply through his nose. The man’s scent is very faint, he must be wearing some kind of blocker but Yoongi doesn’t smell anything that suggests the man is lying.

Yoongi rises to his feet and walks around his desk, not once taking his eyes off the taller man. Seokjin gulps as Yoongi comes closer until they are standing toe to toe.

“What’s your name?” 

Yoongi’s voice is rough as he speaks, his tone commanding but not unpleasant. Seokjin gives his name without a moment of hesitation and Yoongi licks his lips; repeating the name. Goosebumps rise on Seokjin’s arms and the hair on the back of his neck, how can his name sound so sensual coming from a stranger’s mouth?

“You shouldn’t be in here…Seokjin.”

“I, I…why?” 

Yoongi chuckles at the way Seokjin’s Adam's apples bobs from his swallowing so harshly. Staring at the unmarked skin makes Yoongi’s gum itch and he licks at his teeth. 

“This room is off limits.”

Seokjin’s eyes widen twice as big and Yoongi watches as Seokjin’s body starts to shake. His words are jumbled together and he is quick to drop to his knees before Yoongi. Seokjin claps his hands together and bows his head.

“I am so sorry sir. Mister Min! Please, I really, really need this job!”

Yoongi would be lying if he said seeing the pretty man on his knees didn’t stir something deep within him. Hell, even his wolf was wagging its tail in interest. Yoongi squats down in front of Seokjin and grips his chin between his thumb and index finger, forcing the man to look at him. Such pretty brown eyes and the more Yoongi looked, the more he saw. Flecks of blue glittered like jewels as Seokjin’s eyes started to water and his lips pulled down into a frown. An omega…cute.

Yoongi’s eyes drop to the plump lips of the omega before him and he raises an eyebrow, “Tell you what ‘mega-”

A whine slips past Seokjin’s lips and Yoongi smirks. Such a pretty sound from a pretty omega. Yoongi pulls Seokjin’s face closer to his until their nose bush against each other’s. He inhales deeply and trails his nose down Seokjin’s jawline until he reaches his throat and presses his nose into the skin. Seokjin’s whole body shutters and he grabs onto Yoongi’s dress shirt to steady himself. He tries to speak, he wants to tell Yoongi to let him go and leave him alone. He’s too close to his scent gland.

Seokjin opens his mouth to tell Yoongi off but a whiny “A-Alpha”, falls from his lips. Yoongi growls low in his chest at the calling. He digs his nose into the flushed skin of Seokjin’s neck and presses into the slightly raised spot where his scent gland is. Sweet peaches with a subtle hint of spicy washes down Yoongi’s throat and floods his lungs. Now this is a scent he can see himself dousing himself in every morning. He just wants a little taste and he takes as much. His tongue darting out to swipe at Seokjin’s gland once, twice before he moans and wraps his lips around the raised skin.

Seokjin’s bones turn to jello and he falls into Yoongi’s arms, sending Yoongi on his ass with Seokjin’s half on top of him. Yoongi growls and Seokjin scrambles to straddle Yoongi’s lap, a soft whine leaving his lips as Yoongi sucks harshly at his skin. They both shutter as peach cobbler and smoked thyme mingle together in the air. Seokjin holds onto Yoongi’s shoulders for dear life. If he lets go of the alpha underneath him, he feels as if he will float away into the abyss and never find his way back to himself. 

Yoongi's tongue refuses to stop licking and he can’t get enough of the sweetness. He swallows mouthful after mouthful of Seokjin scent, he wants to drown in it…bottle it and keep it on his person always. Yoongi’s alpha demands that he bite the omega, claim him and never let him go and that’s what pulls Yoongi’s from his drunken state of mind. He pulls away from Seokjin’s neck and peppers kisses back up the side of his neck and jawline before stopping at the underside of his chin.

“You’re the only one I want cleaning this room. Understand?” 

“Y-Yes.”

“Yes?”

“Yes, Mister Min.”

Yoongi huffs against Seokjin’s skin and places a fleeting kiss to the space right underneath his bottom lip.

“Get out.”

Haeun isn’t pleased when Yoongi dismisses her and the others from cleaning his office. She doesn’t understand why Seokjin of all people is assigned the task. That is until she sees the marks on Seokjin’s neck when he comes out of his room on one of his days off. He isn’t in his typical outfit, the uniform replaced with a simple white t-shirt tucked into a pair of jeans. He wears a light blue button up shirt over top, completely open that has buttons on the shoulders, again open with his left shoulder out. A silver necklace with a single hoop in the center hugs his throat and faded marks litter his skin. Haeun raises an eyebrow at Seokjin as she hones in on the necklace.

She has been with the Min pack for a long time, and has raised the young master since he was in diapers. The necklace that sits on Seokjin’s throat is the same one that the pack omega, Yoongi’s mother wore when she was still alive.

“Going somewhere?” Haeun raises her voice to make her presence known and Seokjin jumps having not seen the older woman standing in the hall.

Before Seokjin can answer, Yoongi appears with a pair of black sunglasses on his face. His black hair is pulled into a half knot on top of his head and he isn’t wearing a suit. Instead he wears a black mastermind t-shirt and a pair of black cargo pants with a purple suede zip up knit jacket overtop. Yoongi lifts his sunglasses and pushes them on top of his head before he looks between Haeun and Seokjin.

“You ready, ‘mega?”

Seokjin’s face heats up, his ears flushing brightly before he nods his head and hurries over to Yoongi’s side. Yoongi grabs hold of Seokjin’s hand and holds him tightly before he winks at Haeun and pulls Seokjin down the hall. Haeun stands in the hallway alone and shakes her head with a laugh. She did a thorough background check on Seokjin just like the other maids and she approves of what she hopes is the young couple courting. Yoongi’s job is dangerous but even still he deserves love. Seokjin is a kind and sweet omega with a good head on his shoulders. Haeun is sure that Seokjin will tame the wild beast that is Yoongi’s alpha and she cannot wait to see it happen.

Yoongi sighs as he rolls his shoulders while walking down the hall to his office. He has been gone for the past three days on business in Tokyo and has just gotten back. He needs a drink and as much as he would rather take a nap than work, he has a few files that he needs to look over. Running a hand through his hair, Yoongi pushes open the door to his office and he finds Seokjin singing to himself as he dusts. He’s wearing his regular uniform, black slacks and a white button up but it's been three days since Yoongi has seen his sweet omega and Seokjin’s ass is looking good. 

Yoonig makes sure to slam the door closed knowing that Seokjin didn’t hear him come in and he smirks when Seokjin jumps with a yelp, dropping the rag in his hand on the floor. Seokjin turns with a frown on his face, ready to give whoever scared him hell but the moment he sees Yoongi, Seokjin’s face relaxes and he clears his throat. He removes his earbuds and shoves them in his pocket.

“You’re back.”

“I am,” Yoongi states as he walks over to his desk.

“I can leave and let you get work done.”

Yoongi shakes his head as he sits in his chair and loosens the tie around his neck. He stares at Seokjin from across the room and licks his lips, “You’re fine. Do what you need to do, ‘mega.”

Seokjin’s cheek flush and he nods his head, happily going back to cleaning. Yoongi sighs as his body sinks into his chair and he closes his eyes for a moment. He inhales and breathes in the scent of spiced peaches. He is sure that Seokjin has at some point sat in his chair while he was away which makes Yoongi chuckle to himself. His omega is such a brat. Opening his eyes, Yoongi focuses on the task at hand and turns on his computer, typing in his passcode and using the retina scanner that Namjoon installed. 

While he works, Yoongi can hear Seokjin humming to himself. He can smell the cleaning products and they make his nose itch. Clearing his throat, Yoongi looks from his computer and Seokjin’s eyes are already on him.

“Open a window, it’s stuffy in here.”

Seokjin follows Yoongi’s order without complaint and Yoongi tracks his every move. Seokjin’s thighs look strong and mighty thick in those slacks. Yoongi feels his pants start to tighten around his groin and he grunts, trying to adjust himself without Seokjin noticing. 

“Mega?”

Seokjin turns to face Yoongi, a soft smile on his face as he pushes a strand of hair behind his ear.

“Pour me a drink?”

“Anything?” 

Yoongi thinks over his choices and nods his head.

“Anything is good.”

Seokjin makes his way over to a liquor cabinet that is built into the bookshelves. It’s large and juts out like a bay window with a woven cane backsplash and crystal clear glass facing. Inside bottles of whisky, bourbon and soju sit neatly together in groups separated by proof and price. Glasses are set out, face down to keep dust from getting into them and are covered with a soft clean linen that is used to wipe fingerprints. Silently, Seokjin prepares a glass for Yoongi, filling it halfway with Hibiki whisky. There is a subtle scent of sandalwood and rose that burns Seokjin’s nose as he replaces the cap but he ignores it. He is more of a red wine fan but can appreciate the dedication to whisky. 

Holding the glass carefully in his hands, Seokjin makes his way over to Yoongi, keeping his eyes on the floor before him, so that he doesn’t trip. Yoongi calls his name and Seokjin looks up, he sees the teasing smile on the alpha’s lips and his face heats up. Seokjin offers a smile and it soon turns into a grimace as the toe of his shoe catches the lip of the area rug and sends Seokjin’s jerking forward. He catches himself before he falls face first onto the floor but the whisky in the glass shoots forward and drenches Yoongi’s pants.

Seokjin gasps in horror while Yoongi just stares unblinking at the wet spot on his pants. Seokjin starts to panic and hastily drops to his knees before Yoongi. Clutching a cloth in his hand, Seokjin pats at Yoongi’s crotch and stammers out a million apologies. His scent is sharp with fear, the spice of it making Yoongi swallow thickly on his spit.

“Jin-”

“I-I’m so sorry!”

“Jin-”

“It was an accident.”

“Seokjin!”

Seokjin freezes mid pat and he tenses when Yoongi grabs his chin forcing him to look up into his dark eyes. Thin flecks of red bleed into the brown and Seokjin’s inner wolf rolls onto its back. Yoongi licks his lower lip, tonguing the inside of his cheek as he runs the pad of his thumb across the soft plushness of Seokjin’s lower lip. He lets his blunt nail dig into the tender flesh, harsh enough to sting but not enough to break the skin. Seokjin’s eyes are wide but start to drop into a hooded gaze as Yoongi pulls his face closer to the wet patch between his legs.

“Clean it up, ‘Mega…properly.” 

The words come out in a growl and Seokjin’s whole body shutters as slick slips out and dampens his underwear. Warmed peaches with a splash of vanilla and cinnamon; Yoongi’s mouth waters and he bites his tongue. Seokjin’s hands shake as he grabs onto the belt buckle in front of him and tug it until it comes loose. Keeping his eyes on the task at hand, Seokjin fumbles with the button on Yoongi’s pants and he curses to himself as the zipper gets stuck. He can already picture himself clearly in his mind, on his knees before such a handsome and strong alpha, bumbling around like a baby fawn…

“Slowly, baby. Take it slow,” Yoongi’s voice is deep and soothing, it shoots right to Seokjin’s core and he leaks more slick. Yoongi’s nostrils flare and he huffs a rumbling growl as he pushes Seokjin’s face closer to where he wants him most.

The button comes undone and the zipper pulls down easily enough with a little wiggling on Seokjin’s part. The black fabric of Yoongi’s briefs is pulled flush against his hardened cock, the material doing every little to hide how heavy his balls sit between legs. Seokjin whines as he presses his nose into the crease of Yoongi’s thighs where his scent is the strongest. His jaw falls slack as he mouths at the bulge and moans as precum seeps through, mixing with the whisky to burn Seokjin’s tongue. 

A hand falls to Seokjin’s hair and his tremors taper off at the comforting weight of Yoongi’s hand, the blunt nails dragging through his hair and against his scalp puts Seokjin’s mind at ease. 

Alpha. Alpha has me. Alpha will guide me.

Seokjin doesn’t even bother to use his hands to tug Yoongi’s underwear down, he waits and watches with shaky breaths as Yoongi tugs the fabric just low enough for his dick to spring free, slapping against Seokjin’s lips. There is no time wasted before Seokjin is kitten licking the flushed tip, greedily swallowing every dribble of precum that Yoongi gives him. As more comes, Seokjin opens his mouth wider and sucks two inches in before he is a moaning mess between Yoongi’s legs. 

The grip on his hair tightens and Yoongi purrs in approval. He knew Seokjin’s sinful mouth would feel like heaven. He knew it the moment he saw the omega and now that Seokjin is kneeling before him, sucking him so good; all he knows is mine. Seokjin is his and his alone. No one else will ever know the pleasure that his throat can give, the softness of his lips as they brush against his dark pubes or the sweet scent that is growing thicker in the air. Seokjin gags around Yoongi’s cock and Yoongi curses, his toes curling as he fights to keep himself from pushing himself deeper down the omega’s throat.

“That’s a good boy. Taking Alpha so well, good Omega.”

The praise makes tears come to Seokjin’s eyes or it could be the lack of air in his lungs. As Yoongi starts to fuck his mouth gently, Seokjin’s mind cuts off and he falls into the pleasurable headspace of pleasing the alpha. It isn’t until Yoongi is cursing above him, grunting low in his chest that Seokjin comes back to himself and he moans as Yoongi comes in his mouth. It’s tangy, bitter with a subtle sweetness that makes Seokjin gag as he swallows it all down.

He pulls away from Yoongi, gasping for air and Yoongi fists his hair tightly, pulling Seokjin upward, so that he is now standing on his knees. Yoongi’s eyes are a gleaming red, no brown to be found and Seokjin purrs, chasing after bitten lips that look so kissable. As their lips touch, Yoongi’s alpha howls in delight. The taste of himself on Seokjin’s tongue twists deep in his gut, spreading a fire through his body that only Seokjin’s gushing slick can put out.

He yanks Seokjin up to his feet and traps him between the desk and himself. Rising to his feet, Yoongi grabs Seokjin’s shirt and tugs it from his pants, the hem wrinkled as it hangs loose on Seokjin’s waist. Wordlessly, Yoongi rips the material down the middle, the buttons scattering in all directions. The white shirt is pushed open until Seokjin’s nipples are visible and Yoongi purrs loudly, it’s deep and inviting, making Seokjin’s knees knock together as he quickly spreads his legs to give Yoongi enough room. 

Yoongi shuffles forward and wraps a hand around Seokjin’s throat, holding him in place as he noses at the raised skin of his scent gland. His tongue is hot and wet as he licks at the flesh, pulling that sweet peachy scent from Seokjin tenfold. His lips are soft, so soft for someone who can kill without a second thought and Seokjin shakes that idea from his mind. He focuses on the way Yoongi samples his skin with tiny nips and sucks. His teeth don’t leave marks but goosebumps rise along the damp path they lead to Seokjin’s nipples, pebbled and tempting. 

The moment Yoongi’s lips wrap around one, Seokjin throws his head back and his hands shoot out to grab onto Yoongi. He has to hold on to something or else he will destroy everything in sight. 

“A-Alpha!” 

Seokjin’s voice is loud, so very loud and Yoongi chuckles against his flushed skin.

“So sensitive. I haven’t even touched you properly…” 

The words are teasing enough that Seokjin’s whole face darkens and Yoongi licks his lips. 

“Such a pretty sight you are, bet you even taste as good as you look.”

Seokjin whines once more as Yoongi keeps suckling and licking his nipples, tweaking the buds between his fingers and pulling at the soft tissue. Yoongi can feel the way Seokjin’s pulse drums under his skin and it makes his alpha preen. 

“Present for me, darling. Show alpha what’s his.”

Stepping away from Seokjin, Yoongi watches in amusement as the older omega scrambles to turn around and lay flat on his stomach on top of Yoongi’s desk. Some papers flutter to the floor but Yoongi isn’t concerned with them. The sight of Seokjin’s pert ass sticking out has his full attention, even more so the wet patch from where slick has leaked through. Yoongi palms Seokjin’s cheeks with his two hands and spreads them as best he can while they are covered. He presses forward and rubs his hardened length along the fabric making Seokjin whine loudly.

“What should I expect to see, darling? You wearing cute little panties or something slutty for me?” 

Seokjin shakes his head, his mouth opening and closing as he fails to form a coherent sentence to answer Yoongi’s question. Yoongi clicks his tongue and slaps Seokjin’s right cheek making the omega jerk forward, the edge of the desk digging into his thighs and pinching the skin. Yoongi reaches around to unclasp the button of Seokjin’s pants and pulls the tight fabric down his thighs, just below his knees. The sight that greets him is a pair of checkered pink and white cheeky panties with white lace along the trim. There is a wet patch where Seokjin is leaking slick and Yoongi hums in approval.

“My cute Omega,” Yoongi mummers as he lowers himself to his knees behind Seokjin and presses a tender kiss to the small of Seokjin’s back. The spicy scent of cinnamon covered peaches is so strong that Yoongi can’t taste it in the back of his throat. His tongue suddenly feels too big for his mouth and he struggles to control himself as his Alpha claws at his heart.

“So fucking pretty with your little fucking waist.” 

Yoongi drags his nose along the back of Seokjin’s thigh and bites the meaty part of his right cheek. Seokjin inhales sharply and his whole body shakes, the wet spot on his panties growing larger right before Yoongi’s eyes. Licking his lips, Yoongi reaches up and traces the white lace with his fingertips. 

“Tell me ‘mega, do you want my mouth here-” Yoongi ghosts his fingers over the soaked patch of fabric, hardly applying any pressure to Seokjin’s leaking core, “or here?” Yoongi slides his fingers to the front of Seokjin’s panties, following the hardened line of the cocklet that is hidden.

Seokjin’s mind is mush, a puddle of slick and horny thoughts that don’t even make sense to himself. He wants all of Yoongi and in turn he wants to give all of himself away. He will take everything that Yoongi will give and more.

“Will you take everything?” Yoongi’s voice is caught between amusement and wonder; there is a hint of a challenge that makes Seokjin nod his head dumbly.

“W-Want A-Alpha!” 

Yoongi tugs down Seokjin’s panties and inhales deeply, growling as he stares at the puckered hole that releases another glop of slick. It slides down Seokjin’s inner thigh and Yoongi licks it right up, slurping at the sensitive muscle without any warning. Seokjin screams loudly, his voice cracking as he begs for Yoongi to use his tongue and fingers. He wants to, needs to come. He can feel the heat pooling in his stomach, alighting every since nerve and blood vessels aflame as his mind chants alpha, alpha, alpha!

Yoongi gorges himself on the feast before him. His tongue can hardly reach deep enough inside of Seokjin, so he uses two fingers to milk the omega, making his hands and face sticky with slick. Seokjin is a sobbing mess, begging for release and demanding that Yoongi make him come at least twice on his tongue alone. It is a challenge that Yoongi takes to heart. Having had his fill for now of Seokjin’s slick, Yoongi twirls Seokjin around and grins devilishly at the perfect mouthful of cock before him. Omegas are never more than three inches and Seokjin is an easy two, he rests nicely against Yoongi’s tongue as he sucks him dry.

By the time Yoongi has pulled two releases from Seokjin, the elder male is a shaking sobbing mess of spit, slick and cum. He’s sweaty and marked up, his skin flushed with bite marks from Yoongi being unable to control himself. Such a pretty sight and all for Yoongi’s eyes only. Standing behind Seokjin, Yoongi peppers kisses to the base of Seokjin’s neck and massages his hips with his strong hands. Seokjin melts into the touch, the body heat welcoming against the coolness of the desk.

Yoongi fists the base of his length and glides the tip between Seokjin’s cheeks, collecting slick to make the slide inside easier, though Yoongi is sure there will be no resistance. He made sure to prepare Seokjin for what he has between his legs. Yoongi isn’t one to brag but his knot is massive and what he lacks in length he makes up for in girth. Seokjin reaches back with sweaty fingers and grabs at Yoongi’s arm, his finger slipping twice before Yoongi places his hand overtop the back of Seokjin’s and laces their fingers together.

“Easy, darling.”

Yoongi pushes himself forward and the head of his cock presses against the wet ring of muscles before it gives way. He slips in with no resistance until his hips press into Seokjin’s ass. Seokjin moans loudly, the air punched from his lungs as his body spasms to make room for Yoongi. Yoongi gives Seokjin a little time to adjust to his size before he pulls back, the drag of him against the velvety walls makes Seokjin cry out. His hand squeezes Yoongi’s tightly as sweat gathers at his brow. 

“F-Fuck! Yesssss!” Seokjin’s voice is warped, a mix between a whine and a purr. It makes Yoongi’s stomach clench and his alpha howls once more. Yoongi stares down at where their bodies are connected. His cock gleams in the low lighting of the room, wet and shiny with the omega’s slick that squelches loudly in his ears. Loud moans, breathy ‘oh’ and half whined ‘mores’ echo in the air and merge with the rhythmic smacking of Yoongi’s pelvis against Seokjin’s ass and thighs. His fingers dig into Seokjin’s hips, holding the omega in place as Yoongi growls, his chest rumbling with pride as Seokjin falls apart before him.

“S-Sound so pretty Omega,” Yoongi groans, licking over his canines that have sharpened at the sight of the omega’s bared neck. “Taking Alpha so good,” Yoongi slides a hand up the length of Seokjin’s arm, over his shoulder and tangles his fingers in the honey brown hair at the nape of his neck. “Always knew you would open so prettily.” 

Tugging on Seokjin’s hair, Yoongi makes the older man’s back arch more and he sinks deeper in the wet warmth that is Seokjin. Seokjin mewls, his words nothing more than babble as he begs for more, drooling all over the desk beneath him as Yoongi fucks him good and hard. The white of his shirt is damp with his sweat, the material now translucent as it sticks to his skin and catches the precum that dribbles from his cocklet.

A strong hand wraps around his tiny cock and Seokjin’s whole body shutters as Yoongi starts to tease the weeping tip. Yoongi hums in appreciation and tugs on Seokjin’s hair more, forcing the omega’s body to lift from the desk. Seokjin is quick to grab onto Yoongi’s forearms, holding himself up before he can fall. His back is arched as far as it can go, his neck is exposed to Yoongi, his gums throbbing and teeth itching to sink into the tender flesh and claim Seokjin as his own.

Turning his head slightly, Yoongi licks a fat wet strip up the side of Seokjin’s neck, right over the swollen scent gland and his eyes flash red. The sweetest fruit, fresh and ripe, juicy and light is a heavy nectar on Yoongi’s tongue as he drowns himself in Seokjin’s peach scent. It’s warmer, fuller with hints of cinnamon, like peach cobbler. Yoongi’s inner wolf is feral, howling at the alpha to claim his mate once and for all.

“Alpha! A-Alpha please!” Seokjin cries with tears in the corners of his eyes. 

Yoongi knows what the omega is asking for but he wants him to say it. He wants to hear the words, he wants Seokjin to beg. Yoongi chuckles something between a growl and a laugh as Seokjin tightens around his cock.

“Please what, Omega? Tell Alpha what you want.” 

Seokjin grits his teeth, sweat pouring down his forehead as he tries to catch his breath. Yoongi is rearranging his insides, carving a place for only him; ruining him for anyone else. Yoongi’s grip on his cocklet is teasing as he covers it with his whole fist and Seokjin can feel himself getting closer to his release. He needs Yoongi’s knot, and wants his bite!

“K-Knot me! O-Oh…f-fuck, mark me!”

Yoongi’s mouth waters and he sucks at Seokjin’s scent gland, drinking down the sweet peach as his knot swells at the base. Seokjin’s whole body is on the brink of falling off the edge, Yoongi just needs to push him a little farther. Opening his mouth wider, Yoongi grunts as he thrusts harshly into Seokjin, his knot popping deep inside. Seokjin screams as Yoongi’s teeth sink into the side of his neck, breaking the skin around his scent gland.

Blood floods Yoongi’s mouth and he comes with a growl deep in his chest, vibrating against Seokjin’s back as the omega sags against him. Seokjin comes, squirting around Yoongi’s cock and dribbling in his hand. It’s messy; wet and hot as the room fills with the scent of both the alpha and omega mixed together. Yoongi licks at the mark on Seokjin’s neck, closing the wound with his saliva easily before he kisses the newly formed mating mark. He noses at the wet skin and hums in delight as Seokjin’s body presses harder into his.

“Easy, ‘mega,” Yoongi whispers as he lowers the both of them into the chair behind him. Seokjin sits in his lap, spent and happy. Soft purrs rumble in his throat as he starts to scent Yoongi’s neck, his nose pressing into the flushed scent gland and Yoongi cranes his neck to give Seokjin more access.

“Mark me. Go head, baby.”

Yoongi encourages, scratching at the nape of Seokjin’s neck before he rests his hand fully on the sweaty skin. Seokjin sniffs and licks at the skin, his purrs growing in volume as smoked thyme sits in his throat. He sinks his teeth into Yoongi’s neck, applying more force to break the skin with his own blunt canines. Something warm wraps around their minds, a silk soft link, stronger than iron that binds the two of them together.

Yoongi nuzzles his cheek against Seokjin’s forehead, purring deeply before he presses a kiss to Seokjin’s sweaty hair. He looks at the mess that is his desk, paper thrown about, wet spots here and there; of what? Yoongi isn’t fully sure but he doesn’t care. It is a mess to worry about later.

As if reading his mind, Seokjin looks at the desk and pouts to which Yoongi kisses his new mating mark softly before he speaks.

“We can clean up once my knot goes down.”

“Stay with me?” Seokjin whispers and Yoongi huffs a deep sigh as he wraps an arm around Seokjin’s waist, making sure not to get the omega’s cum on his bare skin. He wipes his hand on Seokjin’s black pants and laughs as Seokjin whines in disgust.

Seokjin takes a deep breath and his brows furrow, “Yoongi?” 

“Yes?”

“The window was open.”

Yoongi’s lips split into a smile and he nuzzles his nose against Seokjin’s temple, “Wanted everyone to hear that you're mine.”

Seokjin stands in the middle of his shared closet with Yoongi, grumbling to himself as he struggles to button the tan trousers that hang on his hips. Lately, Seokjin has noticed that a lot of his more form fitting clothing isn’t as easy to put on. Seokjin thinks over the last few days and a frown slowly starts to form on his face. He has random cravings throughout the week, mostly kimchi jjigae or fried chicken, two meals that he tries not to eat all the time.

Now that he thinks about it, he has eaten fried chicken at least four times this week and has had kimchi jjigae twice a day. Seokjin stares down at his stomach and clicks his tongue, he always gets cravings when his heat is near.

Seokjin chews on the inside of his cheek as he tries to mentally track when his heat will hit. As he does the math in his head, Seokjin feels his blood run cold. If his math is right (it is), he should have had his heat sometime last month. Seokjin’s heat is never late and he would have noticed sooner but time moves differently with his mate. When Yoongi is near Seokjin, it is as if time doesn’t exist or it simply forgets about them. They are in their own world when with each other and nothing else matters. 

Kicking out of his pants, Seokjin rushes over to the full length mirror and turns to the side. He stares at himself, hard, scrutinizing every inch of himself as he looks up and down. He squints his eyes as he focuses on his stomach, it doesn’t look any different, there is no baby bump and truthfully he doesn’t feel any different. Besides the cravings, Seokjin feels perfectly fine.

He shakes his head and dismisses the whole idea. Maybe having a mate has changed his body’s chemistry? Maybe his heat and Yoongi’s rut are linked through the mating bond? Seokjin is sure he has read about that happening to other mated couples before online.

“What are you doing, darling?” 

Seokjin startles from the sudden appearance of Yoongi in the mirror. He is so lost in his thoughts that he didn’t even notice the alpha approaching. Seokjin’s ears burn bright and he crosses his arms over his stomach, hiding his stomach and looking down at the floor while he digs his sock-covered toes into the plush area rug beneath him. Yoongi watches his mate in the mirror and raises one of his perfectly plucked eyebrows.

“I asked a question, ‘mega.”

Seokjin chews on his bottom lip and glances up into the mirror, looking at Yoongi’s reflection from underneath his lashes.

“N-Nothing…”

“You say nothing-” Yoongi steps into the walk-in closet, closing the distance with each step forward, “and yet, you look guilty of something.”

His arms wrap around Seokjin’s waist, his hands resting on top of Seokjin’s arm. The way he thumbs at the skin on Seokjin’s wrist, pulls his scent out little by little. Yoongi hums as he skims his nose along the back of Seokjin’s shoulder, up the length of his neck before he presses a sweet kiss the raised skin of Seokjin’s scent gland. Seokjin whimpers, feeling the dampness of Yoongi’s lips. He must have just licked them or applied a balm.

Yoongi flicks his tongue out to tease the gland and his body tenses, Seokjin can hear his blood rushing behind his ears as his heart pounds harshly against his ribcage. He wonders if Yoongi can feel it too? Another quick lick to Seokjin’s scent gland makes him shiver in Yoongi’s arms and goosebumps rise on his skin. Yoongi spins Seokjin around so that they are facing each other, his eyes are ruby red, his fangs are elongated, poking out over his bottom lip as he frowns.

Seokjin looks away, giving his attention to the empty spot on the wall. Now that he’s looking at it, Seokjin is sure that he could find a nice piece of artwork to hang there. Keeping himself distracted, Seokjin ignores the way Yoongi huffs in annoyance before the alpha’s hands trail to the front of his stomach. Seokjin growls defensively and Yoongi snarls, his lips curling up to show his fangs even more. Seokjin's eyes bleed blue, submissive and frozen as Yoongi squats down in front of him. 

“Y-Yoongi-”

Seokjin can’t get his words out, his thoughts are cut off by the harshness at which Yoongi pushes his hands away from his stomach. The air is cool, bitingly so as it washes over his exposed stomach. The fabric of his shirt now balled tightly in Yoongi’s fists. The tip of Yoongi’s nose is warm, so soothing and safe as it presses into the hollow of Seokjin’s navel. Yoongi inhales deeply, the air rushing over Seokjin’s skin as Yoongi breathes him in.

There is the faintest trace of heavy cream splashed over warmed spiced peaches. His nose trails drown the darkened curls of belly hair until the scent of heavy cream is stronger; just a few inches to the left of Seokjin’s happy trail. Yoongi growls, low in his chest, it’s not a threat. The vibration skins into Seokjin’s bones and turns him to mush. He sinks into Yoongi’s arms, a puddle of honey goo, eyes still blue as he purrs against Yoongi’s neck.

Tiny kitten licks to Yoongi’s scent gland, mixed with the heavy cream makes the alpha inside Yoongi wag its tail and run in circles. His mate is pupped! Seokjin is in fact pregnant.

It’s midday, the sun is high in the sky and there is a humid breeze that refuses to break. Music, splash and shouting fills the outside air. Yoongi is hosting a pool party to show face with the next chief commissioner. The guy is easy enough to put on Yoongi’s payroll but it doesn’t hurt to show him and his friends a little of the sweet life to cement the deal. Yoongi is dressed in a pair of black swim trunks that stop just above his knees. His black flip flops are tucked neatly under a chair with a black and gold towel hung over the back. He sits at the edge of the pool, his feet submerged midway up his calves with a glass of champagne in his hand.

The people around him are drinking and laughing, having a good time as the waitstaff walk around with refreshments and hors d'oeuvres. In the pool, the terror twins (Jungkook and Taehyung) are playing a game of chicken with Hoseok and Jimin. Namjoon is currently out of the house with Seokjin. The older omega doesn’t have a bathing suit that fits and as much as Yoongi wanted him to wear one of his shirts, Seokjin insisted that he get something to wear. Namjoon, being the only one who didn’t change into his swimwear yet, went with Seokjin and they were gone for a little over an hour.

“Master Min?” 

Yoongi looks up when one of the waitstaff offers him a selection of orange or orange pineapple mimosas. Yoongi switches out his glass for the orange pineapple mimosa and nods his head in thanks. Sipping at the sweet drink, Yoongi lifts his face towards the sun and sighs; it really is a beautiful day. 

In the distance a phone rings and Haeun wipes her hands on her apron before she answers the landline.

“Min residence. Haeun speaking, how may I direct your call?” 

“Haeun!” Namjoon’s voice spills from the speakers in a panic. “Haeun! Y-You have to tell Yoongi it’s time!”

“Time? Time for what, Master Namjoon?”

“Seokjin’s water broke!”

“Oh!” Haeun’s eyes widen at the news and she tells Namjoon to text the hospital information to Yoongi’s phone before she hangs up and rushes out the back door. “Master Min! Master Min!”

Haeun is out of breath by the time she reaches Yoongi’s side. He is staring at her with worried eyes, his scent burning as the rest of his pack members swim over to his side of the pool. 

“I-It’s Master Jin!”

“Spit it out, Haeun!” Yoongi snaps, his eyes bleeding red as his wolf starts to creep to the surface.

“The baby! The baby is coming!”

Yoongi’s blood freezes and it feels like all the warmth in the world has slipped away. He stares up at Haeun with unseeing eyes. His ears are suddenly muffled by cotton or maybe he has fallen under the water? It’s hard to understand anything but the cold touch of Hoseok’s hand on his shoulder pulls Yoongi from whatever headspace he fell into.

“Come on man! You’re bout to be a dad!!”

“We’ll handle things here and meet you at the hospital,” Jimin informs Yoongi as Taehyung and Jungkook start to round up the people in the pool.

Yoongi nods his head and allows for Hoseok and Haeun to pull him into the house to throw on a change of clothes. A simple pair of black slacks, tucks a white t-shirt into it and throws a black oversized jacket with a pair of low dunk black and white Nikes. His hair is still wet from the pool and hangs in his eyes but Yoongi doesn’t care. He jumps into the passenger seat of Hoseok’s car and the two of them take off towards the hospital that Namjoon texted him the address to. 

Traffic is backed up, bumper to bumper and Yoongi is on the phone with a crying Seokjin. The omega is in pain and distressed because Yoongi isn’t by his side. Namjoon’s voice is heard in the background but Seokjin snaps at Namjoon, telling the alpha not to touch him unless he wants to lose a few fingers. 

“I know darling, alpha will be there soon. Hang in there.”

“A-Alpha it hurts!”

Seokjin’s tears clog his throat and he struggles to breathe as the pup slowly makes its way down, down, down. He wants Yoongi, he wants his alpha, now! From his phone Namjoon hacks the light system and gives green lights the whole way to the hospital. Most of the traffic isn’t going Yoongi’s way, so it soon clears up and Hoseok reaches the hospital in a little over forty minutes. 

Yoongi rushes into the hospital and walks right past the security detail that Namjoon has set up around the delivery room. A nurse helps Yoongi get disinfected and dressed into a set of scrubs before he enters the delivery room. Seokjin is screaming, refusing to deliver the pup, his eyes are bright blue, and his teeth are sharper than normal.

Yoongi growls low in his throat, smoked thyme flooding the room and making Seokjin’s whole body fall lax. From Seokjin’s side, Namjoon gives Yoongi a thankful smile and hurries out of the room with a quick, “Good luck, Hyungs.” 

Yoongi takes his place beside Seokjin, offering the omega his hand to hold. The doctors ask if Seokjin would like any pain medicine and he agrees, now feeling safe enough to let himself be put under the influence of medical drugs. His alpha is by his side, Yoongi will not let anything happen to him or their pup.

“Ready, darling?” 

Seokjin whimpers with a nod of his head and Yoongi kisses his sweaty temple. 

“I’m right here. Alpha is right here with you.”

The doctor gets in between Seokjin’s legs that are raised on a set of stirrups and nods his head.

“Let’s deliver a healthy pup!”

In the waiting room, Hoseok sits with his ankles crossed while Namjoon paces back and forth. This is going to be the first pack pup and Seokjin wanted to keep the gender unknown until the birth. Of course everyone made bets on the gender but right now, the pack is hoping for a healthy pup, no matter the gender. A half hour in, the rest of the pack walks into the hospital and finds their way to the VIP floor where Hoseok and Namjoon are waiting.

“Any news?” Taehyung questions, his face flushed from running up all the flight of steps.

“Last we heard, Seokjin was only four centimeters dilated…whatever that means,” Hoseok informs and Namjoon opens his mouth to answer but the doors to the delivery room open and an older female comes out with a large smile on her face. 

“The Min pack?” 

“That’s us,” Jimin states, bouncing on the balls of his feet. Taehyung and Jungkook both grab hold of his hands and lace their fingers together to keep the shorter omega from bouncing too much.

“The pack omega is healthy as is the pup. Your pack alpha wanted me to inform you that the maknaes won the bet.”

The doctor leaves and the waiting room is silent. Everyone just stares at the three youngest and Jimin breaks down in tears.

“It’s a girl!” He sobs happily, just picturing all the cute outfits he can buy for the pack pup.

Yoongi stands in the doorway of the nursery, his eyes are soft, his face relaxed as he stares at the sleeping omega in the rocking chair. Seokjin is sound asleep, his head tilted to one shoulder as he snores gently. A basket of unfolded baby clothing sits beside Seokjin on the side table while a pair of pink tights rests in Seokjin’s lap. Yoongi doesn’t stop the smile that takes over his face, his mate is too cute. Such a perfect omega, made for him and his pup.

Yoongi steps into the room and peaks into the crib, where his pup, Miyoung sleeps soundly. Her features are a mix of himself and Seokjin. She has Seokjin’s full lips and happy eyes while Yoongi’s button nose and face structure stand out. She is a chunky baby, all rolls and happy coos. At three months old, Yoongi can’t be any more in love. As he stares down at his pup, Miyoung’s face scrunches up and she does a big stretch in her sleep before she farts loudly. 

Yoongi’s eyes widen at the sound, his nose twists at the sour smell. Miyoung’s lips start to twitch and Yoongi reaches down into the crib. He scoops his daughter into his arms and gags. The pup smells worse than the foulest of scents. Yoongi isn’t sure why she smells this way, he is pretty sure that babies shouldn’t smell worse than spoiled milk.

Miyoung opens her eyes, already wet with unshed tears and Yoongi smiles down at her. He strokes her chubby cheek with a finger and brings her close to nuzzle his nose into the crook of her neck.

“Hello, babygirl.”

Yoongi keeps his tone soft, so that he doesn’t wake Seokjin from his mid afternoon nap. Laying the baby down on the changing table, Yoongi tries his best to make quick work of changing Miyoung’s diaper. The little girl is a wiggle worm and somehow her foot goes right into the dirty diaper making Yoongi frown. He reaches for another wipe to clean Miyoung’s foot and as he pulls his hand back, she kicks her foot out and catches the back of Yoongi’s hand.

“Miyoung,” Yoongi sighs as he grimaces. The warmth and the squish on his skin is not a pleasant feeling. 

“You’re getting poop everywhere.”

Yoongi glances over his shoulder to see that Seokjin is awake and watching him with laughing eyes. Yoongi feels heat attack his face and he turns back around to finish cleaning and changing Miyoung. Holding the baby in his arms, Yoongi turns to face his mate and Seokjin is now on his feet, rubbing his eyes.

“Did we wake you?” 

Seokjin shakes his head at Yoongi’s question and yawns, “My tits hurt and I need to pump.”

Yoongi looks at the watch on his wrist and sees that it is time for Miyoung’s feeding. Walking over towards Seokjin, Yoongi easily gathers the bag that holds most of Seokjin’s breastfeeding supplies and equipment. He rocks Miyoung from side to side while Seokjin sets himself up to pump. He leaves his left side untouched and Yoongi understands that Miyoung will drink straight from the nipple.

“Okay, hand her over.”

As Yoongi hands his daughter to the awaiting omega he can’t help but pout, “It’s not fair.”

“Mmm?” Seokjin pays Yoongi little mind as he tugs down the collar of his shirt to feed Miyoung.

“Why can’t I help you?”

Miyoung latches onto Seokjin’s puffy nipple easily and starts to suckle, her tiny hand fisting the material of Seokjin’s shirt.

“What are you talking about Yoon? You help me.”

Yoongi drops to his knees in front of Seokjin and makes room for himself between his omega’s 

thighs. Seokjin stares down at him and gulps; the scent of spiced peaches tickles Yoongi’s nose. Yoongi’s hands are large and warm as they rest on Seokjin’s hips and massage the soft skin. He lets his fingers work their magic, not once taking his eyes off of Seokjin’s. Leaning in, Yoongi kisses the scarred skin of Seokjin’s tummy and licks at the stretch marks. 

“I wanna taste too, ‘mega.”

Seokjin inhales a shaky breath, between the look in Yoongi’s eyes and his words, Seokjin feels feverish. He has never thought of Yoongi drinking from him but now that the idea is in his mind, the imagery is tempting. Yoongi smiles up at Seokjin, looking at him through his lashes, looking very much like a cat that got the cream…or is about to get the cream. Seokjin sucks his bottom lip between his teeth and nods his head quickly, two times. Yoongi wastes no time in removing the pump from Seokjin’s chest and quickly attacking his lips to the flushed and puffy nipple. 

The milk is sweet and coats Yoongi’s tongue like honey. It sprays into his mouth, hitting the back of his throat and making him moan as he swallows mouthful after mouthful. He doesn’t have to suck very hard, the constant stream of milk seems never ending and Yoongi wonders if this is what Seokjin means by a let down. He continues to massage Seokjin’s hips, rutting his hips against the edge of the rocking chair as his length hardens in his slacks. 

Seokjin bites his lip to keep from moaning. The way Yoongi drinks from him feels amazing, it’s a relief that Miyoung and the pump don’t fully give him. Yoongi is able to draw more from him and he applies just the right amount of pressure to help guild the milk flow. Seokjin sighs as he relaxes fully into the rocking chair and looks down at his two loves. He can feel the way Yoongi is humping against the rocking chair, it takes all of Seokjin’s will to not tease the needy alpha in front of him. The warmth from Yoongi’s hands and mouth is soothing; it makes a need bubble in Seokjin’s stomach that wasn’t there before.

“I-I think that’s enough.”

Seokjin pushes Yoongi’s face away from his chest gently, not wanting to jostle Miyoung. Yoongi allows for Seokjin to push him away and when he looks up at the omega, Seokjin’s face is flushed. There is a bead of white on Yoongi’s lower lip and as he licks it, he moans softly, not once taking his eyes from Seokjin’s.

“How can you taste so good, nae sarang?” Yoongi slowly rises to his feet and Seokjin can see the bulge in his pants. “Everything about you is delectable,” he inhales deeply and his eyes flash red as spiced peaches sting his nose, “should I eat something else?” 

Yoongi sits in the kitchen, eating a salad while scrolling on his phone. He has a flight to catch soon, Jungkook should be here any moment to pick him up. The sound of meaty skin slapping against the tiled floor at a quickening rate catches Yoongi’s attention and he glances at the doorway. A curl mop of dark brown hair, pulled into two space buns catches Yoongi’s eyes and he smiles. Miyoung has found him and is speeding his way. Setting his phone down, Yoongi turns in the chair, watching as his little pup crawls into the kitchen, dressed in a cute sunshine yellow onesies with white and clouds and daisy printed all over it.

Her gummy smile is identical to Yoongi’s and she squeals in delight at the sight of her Appa. Miyoung crawls faster, giggling when Seokjin’s shout of surprise sounds from somewhere in the home. Yoongi smirks as his daughter grabs onto the leg of the chair and pulls herself up. Her tiny hand fists his pants and tug while babbling about her great escape.

“Listen here you little Houdini,” Yoongi starts as he scoops Miyoung up into his arms and sets her on the table tops, “you’re going to give your daddy a heart attack one of these days.”

Miyoung pays Yoongi’s words no mind as she reaches out and grabs his nose with her tiny hand. Yoongi huffs a laugh and wiggles his nose back and forth making Miyoung giggle wildly. Her hand falls to his lips and he presses a million little kisses to her palm. Seokjin comes into the kitchen minutes later, having followed the sounds of Miyoung’s laughter. Seokjin’s brown hair is messy, a mix of curls and waves. Some of it hangs in his eyes creating a soft curtain that makes him look much younger than he really is.

“Baby,” Seokjin scolds lightly as he walks into the kitchen and Miyoung looks at him with wide, wet eyes. “You’re too fast for Daddy. We were supposed to see Appa together.”

The whine in Seokjin’s voice makes Yoongi snort and he picks Miyoung up from the table to hold her in his arms. Their cheeks squish together and they both smile at Seokjin who just shakes his head with the fondest of smiles on his face. 

“You got your Appa, huh?” Seokjin grins as Miyoung turns her head and gums at Yoongi’s cheek, slobbering all over him.

Yoongi’s phone chimes as a car horn honks from outside. Standing with Miyoung in his arms, Yoongi shoves his phone into his back pocket and offers his hand for Seokjin’s to hold. Together the family of three head to the front door and Yoongi slips his feet into a pair of black shiny shoes. Opening the door, Yoongi turns to face Seokjin who waves at Jungkook who is standing outside of the car with a cigarette in his mouth.

“Be safe okay?” Seokjin whispers as Yoongi pulls him into a kiss. Their noses brush against each other as Yoongi scents Seokjin and he does the same to Miyoung who is holding onto his shirt tightly. 

“I love you so much.” Yoongi pecks Miyoung’s forehead and carefully hands her over to Seokjin. He looks at his mate and kisses his lips once more. “I will text you the moment I touch down. I won’t be gone for more than four days, five at the most. Hoseok will take my place if there are any issues.”

Seokjin nods his head and grabs Miyoung’s hand, “Say bye-bye Appa!”

Miyoung lets Seokjin wave her hand and she smiles wildly at Yoongi, “A-Aaaaappa!”

Seokjin squawks loudly, almost crushing Miyoung in the tightest of hugs while Yoongi’s chest swells with pride. Reaching out he steals Miyoung and cuddles her tightly in his chest. 

“Appa loves you pup. I love you so, so much.” He scents her once more and puckers his lips out to which Miyoung gives him a super wet kiss.