#selukai!fic

[returnofdalivindead]

title ; corrupting luhan chapter ; three of ? pairing ; kailu | hunhan rating ; nc-17 warnings ; rape, underaged (teen x teen) length ; ? summary ; -- aff link (with prologue)

The following week was when Jongin and Sehun made contact with him again. He was nervous and frightened as it was, worried what was next to come, because he knew this was far from the end. It couldn't be with the last time. If they had given him space in hopes of having him calm down, they had definitely failed. Luhan doubted that was the case though, more so suspecting them of doing it on purpose. Make him suffer longer with the unknown.

The boy had been in the middle of playing one of his favorite games on his laptop, when his phone buzzed next to him, another buzz soon following. It had taken him a minute or two to get to it, clearing up the final bits of the quest he was in the middle of, before he checked it. Games as of late, having worked as a great way to get his minds of things. Sort of.

It was from a number he didn't know, reading 'you should be a model, sweetheart.'

The 'sweetheart' already revealed who the sender was, and as if to confirm it and the statement that went with the text, was a picture attached. Showing Luhan, fully naked in the school's bathroom, undoubtedly in the middle of pleasuring himself. From how it was shot, you couldn't even see he was forced into it. Looking at his own face in the picture, it looked like he was enjoying it.

Tears started welling up in his eyes instantly, but he tried holding them back, automatically deleting the picture sent to at least get rid of some of the evidence, as he clutched his phone a little harder in his hand, head hanging low. This had been one of his worst fears, his pretty little head already off assuming they had sent that picture around to others as well. Why wouldn't they? Sure would be in their nature.

He didn't reply the text, not seeing what there was to say, left in his own misery for another couple of minutes before his phone buzzed anew. Shakingly, he checked what it said, afraid it would be a matching picture featuring a headless Sehun and Jongin as well. Their identity kept safe, while they molested him.

'wanna chat??'

No, was what Luhan wanted to reply if he were to reply anything. No matter what the direction was they were gonna take this, he wasn't gonna like it, and it all just became too much. He was left in thought, nothing much but a minute passed before his phone now was going off with his ringtone. He stared at it for a good few seconds, considering rejecting it, turning his phone off and just throwing it aside for now, but his slim fingers seemed to act on their own, thumb sliding towards green.

Slowly he took it to his ear, still not saying anything, but that choked out sob he tried keeping in, wasn't as silent as he wanted it to be.

"Sweetheart, what's the matter? What's gotten you all upset?" It was Sehun's voice. Without the mockery tone, but his words did that just fine on their own.

"W-Who --" Luhan stuttered, struggling to get the words out, and mind all the more in a mess with what Sehun just said to him, he knew damn well what was wrong. Some gibberish followed, ending with a stuttered version of 'the pictures'.

This was the least articulate Luhan had ever sounded, if Luhan had heard a recording of his own voice, he likely wouldn't have been able to make sense of it himself, but Sehun somehow did. At least the main point of what Luhan was trying to say. "Who else have seen the pictures?"

"Ye-Yeah..." Luhan cried, bothered with how calm Sehun sounded. It was like this, none of this, didn't bother him the slightest.

"No one, of course. Just Jongin and I. And well, your photographer."

That calmed Luhan a tiny bit, but really just that; tiny bit. He knew they were either going to, or was gonna threaten him into doing something for the pictures. Yet, his desperate want to just having them gone, showed instead. "Delete t-them, please."

"Aw, look at you asking all politely, how cute, but no. They are, like, star quality, so it is only fair you do a little something in return for that to happen, don't you think? I mean, I would hate to let such good pictures go." If Sehun had told him that two months ago, he would have said it with definite sarcasm, trying to belittle Luhan and make him feel horrible, but Luhan didn't get quite the same feeling this time. He made him feel horrible alright, but he wasn't making fun of him.

When all Sehun got was some more loud sobbing from the other end, he continued. "We will delete it then. Do something for us, and we will do something for you, what do you say?"

"How do I k-know you aren't l-lying again?" Luhan asked after some seconds of crying, clearly winning no sympathy points from Sehun by it.

"I didn't lie the first time, you didn't keep your end of the deal first. Anyway, you can't know, all I can give you is my word, and I promise, we will delete it afterwards."

Luhan was silent for longer then, and Sehun let him take his time, only knowing a fraction of the shit that was going on in his head right now. Luhan really didn't want them to touch him again - certain that was what they were gonna go for -, but the thought of what others would think of him if they saw those pictures seemed to be the greater of two evils right now.

His classmates, his teachers, his family... he feared they all would think of him as a slut who wanted it all along. Who didn't only want what Sehun and Jongin did to him, but wanted it in pictures to look back at. Thinking about how ashamed his parents would be, got to him the most, his mind even went as far as to worry they would kick him out, not only for being slutty, but a gay whore at that. Who seemingly didn't find one boy enough either.

"... I'll do whatever y-you want me to," Luhan eventually said, still crying but his free hand still for some reason came up to wipe some tears out of his eyes.

"That's my boy, such a good boy, sweetheart," Sehun said, letting out a low hum.

It sounded odd? And threw Luhan off for a brief second, until he heard Sehun let out a short, very deepened, sigh afterwards. When the image of Sehun touching himself to their little chat, flashed before his eyes, he quickly hung up. Throwing his phone on the bed right next to him, staring at it. No texts or calls followed, and oddly enough, that had Luhan cry harder. Worrying it had all been in his head, and Sehun hadn't been stroking his dick while talking to him at all, he didn't get turned on by Luhan crying in his ear. He then turned his phone off, and had it so for the rest of the weekend.

He spent the rest of his weekend mainly in bed crying, curled up into himself. Lost in his own thoughts that seemed to come up with one scenario worse than the other, especially for hanging up on Sehun like that. Yet he couldn't bring himself to contact him again.

-

To his surprise, after turning his phone back on late Sunday evening to set his alarm for Monday, there was no missed calls or texts - at least not from Sehun. Or Jongin for that matter. It took some stress off Luhan's mind, but he stilled needed a good three hours before falling asleep, because his mind kept running in circles of what would happen the day after. He woke up quite a few times during the night as well, yet when he got up, it couldn't be seen.

His mood was clearly down, but he looked less sleep deprived because for now, he was just very alert for what would happen.

His morning routine went as it usually did; taking his morning pee sitting like he preferred, taking a shower, getting dressed, and brushing his teeth and hair. Skipping his breakfast for this one, which didn't go unnoticed by his father, but he made up some half-hearted excuse as to why he didn't have the time. He had to meet someone to get the last bits of a group assignment in place before class started. A decent lie, if it had come out of anyone but Luhan's mouth. The furniture around him wasn't even convinced.

Luhan didn't reach his first class before he ran into Sehun and Jongin, it seemed they had been waiting for him.

"Sweetheart, wanna go for a chat?" Sehun's voice gained his attention, his wording sounding much like the text he had sent him two days earlier. "Somewhere more private?"

They were outside Luhan's classroom, and Luhan had just been about to enter, thinking he was safe for now. Luhan had stopped, turning around to look at them, while a few of his classmates went past him and in. One of Luhan's hands followed the strap of his backpack, clutching the strap. "Class is a-about to start..." Luhan said, hoping that excuse would fly with them.

"It will be quick," Jongin said, smiling but Luhan didn't find it comforting or convincing. "Nothing will happen," he tried assuring him then, and although Luhan didn't buy it, he hesitantly nodded his head, fearing the consequences if he refused them too much. They did take him somewhere more private, but as if to keep him more at ease, they took him outside. Out public, with people able to see them but unable to hear them. It made Luhan feel a little better, even if he knew nothing good would come out of their mouths. And right he was.

"You hung up on me before we could discuss the details last Friday, sweetheart," his voice was dripping with a sweetness, Luhan didn't like. Neither did he like how he kept calling him sweetheart. This had been his thing for awhile now.

When Luhan didn't say anything to it, Jongin seemed to pick up for him, as if he was helping Luhan. "Like where to --"

"Not here! Not in sc-school!" Luhan interrupted him, biting his tongue as soon as he said it, already regretting it. He wasn't in a position to make demands, and he felt they were gonna make that very clear now. But quite contrary to what he was expecting, Jongin smiled at his rushed interruption.

"Then where would you like to do it, precious?"

Luhan's head gave a little unwanted shake at that pet name, not expecting it, and certainly not liking it, but he didn't dare telling him to cut it out. Instead he tried thinking up an answer to his question.

He would be most comfortable in his own home, and in his own bed, then he would feel guaranteed there would be no cameras filming their new activities too, but he didn't wanna create any bad memories in a place he was supposed to feel safe. He wanted that to remain a Sehun and Jongin free zone. With one of them? As much as he hated the idea of exposing himself like that again, it was the only place he could come up with.

"I g-guess with one of you...." he muttered, avoiding eye contact, as he tried ignoring the gross feeling that came with that sentence. Not so much over what they were supposed to do there, but he realized they had him pick a place as if he wanted part of it. "W-Will you then delete all of it?" he dared asking, looking more at Sehun, even if he knew there was no way Jongin didn't have the same copies.

Sehun nodded then. "Of course," he said, and he seemed genuine, but Luhan never really knew with these two. Sehun took a step forward, so Luhan felt he was dangerously close. "Shall we set a day later then? So that pretty ass of yours get some proper rest time?" Sehun let a hand around Luhan, to pat said ass, and it instantly had Luhan take a step away from him, getting all emotional again, he could feel he was about to cry, and he bet they could see it too. Grossed out he would call his butt pretty on top of that. Didn't make it better he vaguely heard Jongin say he thought he already had enough rest time. It was like they already had discussed this among each other, and that thought was scary. He felt they were gonna trick him in some way.

Much to Jongin's delight, Luhan sided with him, though. Again, just sort of. "I-I just want this to be over," he stuttered, trying to will away his tears. The sooner he got it over, the sooner the pictures would be gone. Some part of him knew this was just them trying to make him say he wanted it sooner, their smiles told him so much. They really only heard what they wanted to.

"What a good sport, you are, precious," Jongin smiled, a little too wide so it couldn't be classed as anything but a smirk. They gave him a date and time then, tomorrow after school. Luhan nodded, vision getting more blurry with tears and he quickly spun around and walked away then, heading for the boys' room, because he definitely wasn't ready to head for class just yet.

As he reentered the school, he walked past a girl who most certainly noticed he was crying. She didn't say anything, but he noticed the worried expression on her face, as much as he vaguely recognized her as the girl who had given him Jongin's address. Seeing Jongin and Sehun standing together outside where Luhan came from likely made it very easy for her to figure out what made him cry too. That was their thing, and she had warned him.

-

The wait for it had felt horrible. He had been nervous and on edge, never really trusting any of his seniors, so he still worried the pictures of him would come out before he got to do anything for them. Regardless, he still reached his nervous peak when he was back in Jongin's room with the two others. Not more than having been led in before they went to his room. Luhan kept himself near the door at first, he had left his stuff out by his bike so he didn't have something with him they could take from him.

They were alone, and Luhan had found it weird when he had offered him something to drink before they got started. It felt like he was trying to be nice, to calm his nerves perhaps, but in the back of Luhan's mind he just suspected they would drug him and do things far worse.

Proving he truly expected the worse from them, when he entered the older boy's room, his pretty eyes had been busy scanning the room as well. Looking for any type of hidden camera. Apparently not being as discreet with it as he thought, because Jongin took notice. Sehun likely did too.

"Do you wanna check the room first?" Jongin asked, voice neutral, and it had Luhan flush, feeling awkward as he shook his head no, even if he wanted to. He just didn't want to risk them getting mad with him. There was something else he dared asking, however.

"Will you d-delete the picture first?"

He had been looking at Jongin, but when he out of the corner of his eye saw Sehun shake his head no, he turned to look at him. "No, sweetheart. After," Sehun said.

There really was no guarantee they were speaking the truth, and that was upsetting. He felt like a fool for going along.

Jongin was closest to him, and he more than anything noticed the tears threatening to well up in Luhan's eyes. Luhan suspected it was a failed attempt to comfort him that had him close what little space that was left between them to kiss him, fully on the lips, but keeping it gentle, it was all lips really, just pressing them together. Giving Luhan all the chances he wanted to back out of it, and he was stupid enough to do so. Regretting he did so, but unexpectedly, Jongin didn't get mad. Rather than get mad, he saw the older's eyes trail down his body, clear desire in his eyes.

"Take your clothes off and sit down," he then said, motioning towards the bed. As much as he would love to undress Luhan himself, he figured Luhan would be more comfortable doing it himself. He was right with that assumption too. Luhan wasn't crazy fast stripping down, the same feelings of being nervous and scared strong within him, with their eyes following his every move, but he did it significantly faster than when they had asked that of him in the bathroom. His underwear stayed on for a little longer than the rest, but eventually he pulled those down as well, skinny legs stepping all the way out of them, while he suppressed a sniffle.

Small hands instinctively came to cover himself up. His penis, which he also felt a bit foolish doing, because that likely was the part of him they cared for the least. He then walked past Jongin and sat down as he had been instructed. Feet still securely placed on the floor as he looked between them, waiting for what was coming next.

Feeling exposed he was the only one naked, but on the flip side happy he didn't have to look at their dicks for now. Jongin was the one who stepped up to him, almost as if he had first dibs because it was his home, Luhan thought.

A hand came to Luhan's scrawny chest, fingertips grazing one of Luhan's nipples, before he gave him a gentle push. Not nearly hard enough for Luhan to fall back, but good enough to get his point across, so Luhan lied down, butt still near the edge of the bed, which felt a little weird, but he didn't question him. Neither did he resist, when Jongin's hand pulled his hand off his crotch. "Pull your legs up for me, precious," he said instead.

Luhan did as he said, or did as he thought he wanted. He felt a little unsure, pulling his legs up, while letting his delicate hands to the back of his thighs, closer to the knee. He didn't know if this was exactly what he wanted, but it got everything between his legs nicely exposed, so he thought it might be. Neither did Jongin complain, he more admired him. His privates, the cheeks of his ass especially.

Feeling a little uncomfortable under his stare, Luhan turned his pretty head to look at Sehun. Seeing he wasn't much better, he just seemed more interested in his face and nipples, that definitely had Luhan look away from him. No part of him wanted eye contact with any of them.

As he had been looking at Sehun, Jongin had stepped all the way up too, and had now kneeled down between his legs, hands at last coming to touch him. Touching the back of his thighs to be specific, going a little up to feel the fullness of them, and at the same time helping Luhan keep them up. His touches were as soft as Luhan's skin was, and that weirded Luhan a little out, but he kept quiet, eyes fixated on Jongin now.

Eventually Jongin's hands went down again, and Luhan could feel him touching his cheeks, thumbs dipping in between to spread them and see his cute little hole. Jongin knew he wasn't turned on, his small dick was still as flaccid as they came, but the little twitch it gave with the exposure gave a nice illusion.

Luhan was growing a little anxious, sensing where this was going, but not quite believing it could be so at the same time. His mind couldn't comprehend why Jongin would be the slightest bit interested in doing so, but sure enough, shortly after feeling the older boy's breath on his hole, something much wetter followed.

It brought an odd sensation to Luhan, not so much the act of him doing so but the why he would be doing this. It was one thing he wanted to stick his dick up there, this was something entirely different. Luhan was nicely hairless down there though, and everything was just so nice and smooth, some part of Jongin had a harder time seeing why someone would not wanna do it.

Luhan's entrance was tightly closed shut, but as he felt Jongin's tongue on it, running around the wrinkled rim and prodding to get inside, it gave small twitches of want. Luhan's entire body had been tense, but with this happening, he could slowly feel himself loosening up, he was afraid Jongin could feel that too.

One of Jongin's thumbs went a little closer to his opening as he was licking, pressing down in an attempt to make it open up a bit and make it easier for his tongue, and he succeeded in doing so. Soon, Luhan felt his tongue press inside of him.

It felt unexpectedly nice. The sounds that went with it was as well, it sounded very wet, and it was getting to Luhan. His body took the greatest liking to it, and soon Sehun was able to tell too. He figured it out when he saw Luhan get more emotional, until then he had seen him be full of confusion and discomfort and his face then turn into one of like, now it was a mixture of that and him growing upset. Sehun figured it was because he was enjoying it, and he was feeling ashamed because of it, and sure enough, when he let his eyes travel down Luhan's skinny body to his mid section - what was between those heavenly thick thighs -, was a growing hard on.

Luhan felt uneasy when Sehun got up in bed next to him, though it was a little better his senior was still wearing clothes. At least that meant he didn't have to deal with his dick just yet, but he knew that was coming.

One of his hands followed the length of Luhan's skinny arm, all the way up towards his hand holding onto his leg. He pulled in Luhan's hand lightly, wanting him to let go, and Luhan did. For a second fearing he would make him touch his dick or something of the kind, but he did none of that, he just allowed Luhan to relax more. Which was impossible given the situation, but it helped him a little. The young beauty slowly realizing the only reason Jongin had asked that of him was for his hands to find purpose, and to prevent him from covering up. Some part of him appreciated Jongin doing that as well.

As much as he would have preferred being allowed to cover himself up, especially as he was getting aroused, he was a little pleased he had known what to do with his hands. Carefully, Luhan removed his other hand from his leg as well, not covering himself up, because he knew that would end up with another request.

Sehun's hand then grazed Luhan's flat stomach, leading it up Luhan's torso to his chest and nipples. Luhan's chest was heaving up and down notably because of what Jongin was doing to him below, and Luhan felt himself grow anxious all over with Sehun's touches, more so over not knowing what would happen, when really all he did, was touch his nipples.

Play with them some, and give Luhan another spark of pleasure from somewhere else, even if nothing compared to what Jongin was doing to his hole. Where he now could feel it wasn't just his tongue intruding below, that was most certainly a finger entering him as well.

Luhan started crying like that, feeling overwhelmed and lost because everything they were doing just felt nice. He knew he shouldn't enjoy it, but he did, so he felt bad.

Saliva had made his ass nice and wet, that made it very easy for Jongin to drag his fingers back and forth, now having come up on two. Allowing them to reach deeper within Luhan than his tongue could, so he could put some more pressure on his prostate and add to his pleasure. He could see how it had Luhan's thighs visibly shake, and how it let him show more off his bodily needs - even if he didn't wish to.

The sweet and pleasurable approach was definitely the way to go with this pretty boy, if you wanted him to be willing, that much had become clear.

In the end, Jongin spend more time fingering him now. At times dipping his head in to let his tongue lick, all of his doings getting low little moans out of Luhan. It was getting to him, that much was clear. Getting to him to the point, Jongin and Sehun knew damn well he had an orgasm building up. Luhan hated them still, and was crying about as much as he was moaning at this point, if not a little less, but physically they made him feel so good.

They were more into pleasing him it seemed, it left Luhan's mind in a mess, and brought him an orgasm much quicker, than even they thought they would be able to get out of him. It was humiliating coming from Jongin rimming and fingering him, but he felt so helpless, there was nothing he could do about it.

The flat stomach Sehun had briefly grazed earlier, was soon decorated with Luhan's own cum as he came, more of a broken cry leaving his lips as he did, as well as he moaned. Meanwhile, his thighs shook more, as his body did a little twitch as his orgasm washed over him.

"You're so pretty, sweetheart," he heard Sehun say, hands not as much on him now, but he clearly still had a hard time keeping them off him completely. His words didn't make Luhan feel any better, even if the compliment was genuine. He thought he was pretty coming though.

Luhan looked at Sehun as he said it, but when he saw movement from Jongin's side, he quickly turned to look at him. Feeling more unsure what he was gonna do than Sehun, because Sehun stayed put for now. Jongin went to bring out some lube, that wasn't much more than a couple of feet away from him, that got Luhan nervous in a whole other way.

Now feeling more certain he was just gonna fuck him in his sensitive state. He always expected the worst from them, so seeing that, he assumed he had just done all of the for him so he would get too sensitive for his dick. In his easily confused mind, it felt like a slap to the face, as if Jongin was calling him a slut, and didn't want him coming from his dick as well.

Which didn't really add up with some of their previous doings, but Luhan couldn't see that now.

Unexpectedly, Jongin didn't start lubing up his ass for him to enter. Instead what he could see him do was pull his fat cock out, that had gotten erect from what had been going on already, and smear some lube on that instead. Luhan felt uncomfortable watching Jongin stroke himself with the lube, looking aside when he felt his hole give a little twitch. Some part of him definitely had started to like the size of Jongin, Jongin really was huge.

Instead of sticking his dick up Luhan's ass next, despite it being more than just ready for him, Jongin's hands went to the boy's thighs and made him close them, pressing his dick in between them. The fullness of Luhan's thighs feeling so good for his dick. Luhan hadn't seen this coming, but some part of him was appreciative Jongin didn't stick it in him. The other thought he would end up doing it anyway, and was just dancing around the unavoidable.

For Luhan, he didn't get a whole lot of sexual pleasure out of some thigh fucking of course, but feeling a throbbing cock rub against him, and so close to his actual hole, slight sparks of excitement came within Luhan. Hole clenching for Jongin, which Luhan was glad the position didn't allow Jongin to notice. Fearing he would see it as more of an offer.

It was a slippery experience because of the lube, and that was exactly what Jongin had aimed for. It felt great, not quite as good as other parts of Luhan, but it was still more than enough. His big hands was holding Luhan's legs firmly, keeping them together, and being able to feel him up all at the same time, definitely being considered a win-win for Jongin.

Due to Jongin's size, feeling the thickness of him turned Luhan on, and at the same time, looking towards his own legs, how long Jongin was allowed Luhan to see the head of his dick on more than one occasion. It was upsetting to him how this as well turned him on, feeling Jongin's balls slap against him had the same effect.

They fell heavily against the backside of his thighs, echoing with a slapping sound of skin connecting, and Luhan started crying all over again feeling himself harden anew. Feeling betrayed by his own body, yet again. As much as he didn't want this, his body seemed to like dick, especially the feeling of it against him. And the look of it too, indicating it was something big that got Luhan going.

Luhan would have been more fine with these discoveries about his sexuality, if it had happened any other way.

To make it worse, he had Sehun sit next to him, touching him here and there, but nothing too inappropriate. Luhan's head having been lifted up into Sehun's lap as Jongin had readjusted his body for his own use as well. Luhan knew Sehun was hard, and that he most certainly would take his turn with him afterwards, but he couldn't feel his hard-on press against the back of his head, something Luhan as well thought was unlike Sehun.

Sehun had played some with his nipples - he couldn't help it really, they looked so cute and attention-seeking -, but when Luhan started crying more noticeably, they came more of it. He stroked the tears away from Luhan's pretty face, while gently shushing him, trying to make him calm down, but failing. He also allowed his fingers to run thought Luhan's soft hair in a way to soothe him, and although Luhan would've liked the gesture normally, he couldn't when the one doing it was Sehun.

"What a good boy you are, sweetheart," Sehun said, a certain type of sweetness to his voice, that Luhan found unsettling. Luhan knew he was talking about him getting hard. He cried some more, shaking his head in denial, refusing to look at what Jongin was doing now, just as much because he sensed Jongin was nearing his orgasm.

Jongin was thrusting between his thighs, going a little faster knowing his climax wasn't too far off. Eyes either taking in Luhan's pretty legs, or trailing up his light body to take in his equally pretty face. Even through tears he looked absolutely beautiful.

When Jongin came, most of his release ended up between Luhan's thighs, some going to the top of his thighs, with even less ending up on the boy's flat stomach, joining his own release. As gross as it felt, Luhan certainly favored that over him coming inside of him, and himself having to clean his hole after Jongin.

Jongin stayed a little, hips still stuttering forward as he released everything on Luhan with his cock going limp. Luhan could feel the transition from hard to soft, and he wasn't so sure how he felt about it at that point. Mainly it was relief, but there was something else too, that Luhan tried not to think about.

With Jongin moving away from him, Sehun moved as well, doing the inevitable at this point. As Luhan had expected, he moved to stand where Jongin had not too long ago, looking at the mess of cum and lube he had left behind. Luhan's legs were closed, while his feet was flat against the bed, but a light push from Sehun had his legs fall apart.

Nudging one of his knees to have Luhan do the rest of his own, letting him see what was between. He looked enough for Luhan to feel uncomfortable and self-conscious under his stare, feeling like he was judging him.

Sehun had been supposed to do the same as Jongin, stay out of his little twitching hole, but he wasn't so sure he could at this point. Resisting his mouth as Jongin thigh fucked him had been hard enough, watching his lips as he panted, cried and moaned. It would have been so easy to shove his dick right in there, but he hadn't.

But now, seeing this. Luhan looked so defiled and filthy, hit him a little harder. Not only that, he knew his hole was ready for it, he had been prepared, and the lube Jongin had used, had followed gravity and gave his dick, balls and ass cheeks a pretty shine. Sure, none had gone inside of him, but Sehun could fix that.

"Turn around for me, sweetheart, get on all fours," Sehun told him, and Luhan looked hesitant. Not much to do as he said, however a raised eyebrow from Sehun slowly had him listen.

If he had the least bit of self-restraint left at this point, it was gone seeing his ass like that, sticking out towards him. Sehun nudged a hand between his legs to make him spread them, ignoring what he got on his hand in return, because it felt absolutely worth it seeing Luhan like this. His actions earned him a questionable look from Jongin, but he didn't say anything. Really he seemed more concerned about Luhan, looking at him for reaction. Jongin had his dick cleaned up and pants pulled back up at this point.

It was obvious what was gonna happen next, all three knew it. When Sehun got his dick out and covered it with lube, it wasn't to fuck his thighs, he was aiming for something more, and sure enough, Luhan soon felt Sehun's slickened dick slip into his stretched hole.

While Luhan's body got exactly what he had been needing, Luhan hated it.

He hated how thick he felt inside of him. He hated how he slowly pushed all of him inside, before Luhan felt absolutely full. He hated how he could feel him throb within him, and he hated how he could hear Sehun pant. And as something minor compared to all of that, he hated when Sehun's hands settled on each side of his narrow hips and held him there as he started bucking into him.

The slapping sounds that had come when Jongin fucked his thighs came again, now just aided by some very squelchy sounds as well. How he was fucking into the boy, leading Luhan to rest on his boney elbows instead, trying to keep himself steady so Sehun would have less of a tight grip on him. With that, he also felt like Sehun could go in deeper.

As dirty as Luhan felt on the inside, he was starting to do on the outside too. His thighs now just felt gross after Jongin, so unclean, while Sehun would make sure his hole wasn't much better soon enough, Luhan assumed.

As much as Jongin wished he had been in Sehun's place, and worried this would get Luhan more hysterical than necessary, he also knew to get him to admit he liked dick, he needed dick. He would just rather have been the one providing it. It was tempting to get a second go at the boy after Sehun, but he knew that was pushing it. Luhan was already dancing around his breaking point. They wouldn't be able to push him much further than they had now. Not today at least.

Before Sehun came, Luhan did. The constant, trusty thrusts against his prostate turned a little too good for him to handle, and his second orgasm hit him. Tiny penis squirting his juices out on the sheet beneath him, as his body shook. He felt ashamed, and scared they would mock him for it. Wouldn't be a first. It was humiliating someone he hated got his body and mind in such a pleasant mess too.

Sehun could feel he wouldn't last much longer than that either. Luhan tightened in on him as he came, and he cried - and actual cry of distress -, so Sehun bucked into him a few more times before he pulled out. Smirking at how Luhan's hole gaped at him so hungrily. Even after he had come, he wanted more. He was truly perfect.

Post-orgasm, Luhan's mind barely picked up what was happening. But his limbs had threatened to give in, which earned him a warned 'stay put, sweetheart'. He didn't realize Sehun had stroked himself into completion until after he felt stripes of cum splatter across his white ass, in what Sehun thought was a messy piece of art.

Luhan's hole was still twitching as Sehun came on him, always needy as ever it seemed, and Jongin and Sehun loved that. Jongin had gotten up behind Luhan now as well, while Sehun tugged himself away, both just looking at his bottom, and now that Luhan felt, their staring. Luhan sniffled, bravely turning around to sit so his front was towards them. Delicate hand ending up in his lap, while his pretty nipples was still hard and exposed.

Meanwhile, his other hand came up to wipe his eyes, trying to rid of some of his tears. "I-I did as you wanted, now it is your t-turn," he said, feeling safe enough saying it considering their dicks weren't out. He assumed that meant they were done with him, but if anything, he guessed he should have learned not to assume things.

He had looked at them as he said it, both of them, but then looked to the side. For something to clean himself up with, at least get the worst of it, before he could get his clothes back on. He felt too exposed like this.

"Of course, precious," Jongin said, getting out his phone, and Luhan's eyes was back on him as he stepped closer to him. His suspicion that Jongin also had copies of his pictures, proving to be right. Figures. Jongin sat down beside Luhan, and Luhan wasn't so sure how he felt about that. He was still too naked to feel comfortable with it, but he did want to see to make sure he actually did it.

He saw Jongin was in his photo album, and he clicked on one of the pictures, Luhan letting out an unintended sob seeing it in the full. It was of all three of them. But he felt a bit of happiness seeing Jongin click the trashcan then, and actually delete it. But then he went out of his pictures again, and a confused expression came to Luhan's pretty features.

Both were watching him, looking for a reaction it felt like, and that they got, once it occurred to Luhan what just happened. Mind a little slower than usual with everything that had happened.

"Delete the rest t-too!" Luhan's voice was so high pitched due to his crying and whatnot, Jongin damn near regretted sitting so close to him.

"You gotta earn that first, sweetheart," Sehun told him, and that only seemed to break Luhan more down.

"I did as you w-wanted," Luhan accused.

"And we did as you wanted."

Luhan cried at that, realizing this had been their plan from the get-go. The amount of pictures they had, was the amount of times they wished to rape him, and he felt he had no choice but go along. Luhan didn't say anything at first, but eventually, they could hear him mumble 'you did not! You did not!' over and over again, through his crying.

Flinching when he felt Jongin try and pull his naked body towards him, it scared him. Worrying they would punish him for his reaction, but he did not. He tried to hug him, which Luhan tried resisting at first but eventually he just gave in, and let him. Face pressed against Jongin's chest as he just cried. He could feel Jongin stroke his back, but never letting it travel any further than that.

"Don't cry, precious," Jongin tried to comfort him, even if he knew it wasn't gonna work. "It wasn't so bad, was it? Did it hurt?" he asked.

To the first question, Luhan definitely felt like saying yes. It was bad, he hated what they had done to him, and what they were gonna make him do again. But he feared what would happen if he said that. Did it hurt, though? Luhan couldn't really say that, not physically at least. They hadn't harmed him like they had before. Knowing that was what they wanted to hear, Luhan aimed to please. Maybe in a last attempt to have them just delete all of it.

He shook his head, nothing more than that, but Jongin could feel it against his chest.

"That's what I thought, precious," Jongin said, still stroking his skin, but also going up to brush through his hair. Actions more affectionate than what he usually would, and Luhan didn't like it. "It is much easier when you just go along, isn't it?" It took some time, but again, Jongin felt a slight nod against his chest that had him smirk. The same reaction was with Sehun. "We deleted a picture like we said we would too. So what does princess say?"

The new pet name made Luhan uncomfortable. He hoped that one wouldn't stick.

On top of that, he frowned. Because he really couldn't figure out what Jongin wanted him to say, so he stayed quiet. A 'hm?' from Jongin, eventually had him mumble out he didn't know. They didn't need to see his face to tell how nervous he was with that, his entire body language said as much.

Luhan jumped feeling a cloth against his butt, quickly looking behind himself to see what as up. Only to find Jongin's hand resting on his waist, ready to hold him in place if he refused, while Sehun had come forward to help clean him up. Something Luhan would much rather have done on his own, but he didn't feel like he could stop it. He tried moving a little at first, but he quickly found out Jongin wasn't gonna make that easy for him. Neither was Sehun.

"Princess says thank you."

Luhan stayed silent at first, but then -

"... Th-Thank you..."

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