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moonjxsung · 1 month ago

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Kinktober Day 11: Threesome

[kinktober masterlist.]

🔞 warning: smut below! mdni.

pairing: Hwang Hyunjin x Lee Felix x reader

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When you accompany your shared group of friends to a club in Paris, you quickly realize that the atmosphere is much different than the clubs you normally attend. This one’s livelier- raunchier. The showgirls are topless, flaunting long silky wigs as they tuck euros into their stockings and utter their thanks in French. The couples around you show no shame, groping each other desperately in red booths, breathless lips locked on each other for everyone around to watch.

The sight is like something out of a movie. It’s refreshing- sexy, even. You’re glad you wore the short dress and tall heels you packed, because you seem to fit right in. The Parisian men pay careful attention to the way you attempt to pull your skirt down before sitting, failing miserably and crossing your legs to avoid impoliteness. When you bend down to pick up a Euro and tuck it back into one of the showgirls’ bras, per her request, your gaze is met with that of several men and women around you, their lust-filled eyes fixated on your cleavage.

Felix is proud to have you on his arm, grazing his fingertips against your exposed skin and kissing you when he knows the other men are watching.

“You want a drink?” He asks against the skin of your neck, his low voice sending chills up your spine.

“Sure.”

Felix gives your thigh a little squeeze before standing up from the crescent booth. “I’ll be right back. Behave.”

And he disappears into the crowd, only the silhouette of his black button up and slacks visible at this distance.

Which means you’re left alone with Hyunjin. And unfortunately for you tonight, he looks divine. Sharp collar bones protrude generously from the fitted black top he’s wearing, coupled elegantly with an expensive black blazer and slacks that further elongate his lanky legs. His neat black hair is styled out of his face, longer bits framing his sharp jawline and one piece hanging just over his eyebrow. He looks absolutely erotic tonight, like someone out of the romantic French films.

“This place is nice,” Hyunjin says, his eyes flickering nervously to the showgirls.

“Yeah,” you reply. “Paris really is something else.”

Your head tilts up to observe the neon lights hanging on the wall overhead, and out of your peripheral vision, you can feel Hyunjin’s gaze on you. He watches you so intricately, anyone else would think that he paid for this.

“You look nice, too,” Hyunjin says, sliding across the leather fabric of the seat until he's a little closer to you now. His expensive cologne is overwhelmingly intoxicating at this proximity, and you hold your breath momentarily at its musky scent, aware of just how alluring he is when he’s this close.

“You mentioned that earlier,” you say, making no move to distance yourself from him.

“Is this Felix’s favorite dress on you?”

“I don’t know. It might be.”

“You don’t know? That’s a pity,” Hyunjin says, “If you were mine, I’d never let you forget this one’s my favorite.”

His hand rests on your thigh now as he leans his face toward you and speaks in voice just above a whisper.

“I wonder if he’s going to take it off you tonight?”

“Hyunjin, stop, he could be back any minute...”

But you make no effort to move away from him- in fact, you find yourself facing him now, observing the way he keeps his gaze locked on your parted lips.

“Think he’d get mad?” Hyunjin says with a knowing grin.

And before you can push him away, he’s pressing his lips onto yours, one hand groping at your thigh and kneading your flesh with an insatiable desire to be as close as possible to you.

You want to push him away, but you can’t, taking careful note of the way his lips move perfectly against yours, smiling into the kiss with the satisfaction of the effect he has on you. He’s just how you remembered him- both wicked and painfully lascivious.

You and Hyunjin have kissed a handful of times before, the first time being at a party, where Felix challenged him during a drinking game. Felix loved to inquire about Hyunjin’s skills, longing for the validation that he was still better than him, being your boyfriend and all. And he is better. But Hyunjin is certainly a close second.

The other times were random moments clouded by sexual tension- ones Felix eventually found out about. But he never got mad, instead choosing to treat you to hours upon hours of sex in efforts to remind you that you belonged to him. And it worked- Hyunjin is purely an attractive acquaintance and a good kisser- nothing more, and you have no desire for anything more with him, regardless.

The reality is that Felix could choose to cut Hyunjin out of his life- most men probably would, knowing their manhood was being threatened like this. But Felix finds it both amusing and arousing, to watch you fold so that he can find an excuse to make you his again. It’s a strange dynamic, sure. But so are the nightclubs in Paris, which is why no one around you is fazed when Felix returns to find you two in the act.

“What’s this?” Felix asks in a deep voice, not particularly angry, but a little confused. Just minutes ago, you were all over him, and he thought he did a better job than this at asserting his dominance.

“Felix,” you say in a breathless voice, pulling away from Hyunjin and going to slide out of the booth. “He just kissed me. I told him to stop.”

“You don’t look like you were pushing him away.”

“I wanted to- I mean, I told him not to. Please. You have to believe me.”

“Please?” Felix says, his eyebrows raised.

He holds both drinks in his hands still, finally opting to set them down on the table and confront his gaze with Hyunjin’s.

Hyunjin usually cowers away in moments like these, not bothering to explain himself as he already knows the two of you will simply go at it like rabbits and forgive each other. But tonight he doesn’t, keeping a stupid smirk plastered on his face and locking eyes with Felix.

“She looked pretty,” he says in a challenging tone.

Felix says nothing, his eyes flickering back and forth between the two of you as he pieces the puzzle together. And then he finally breaks the silence.

“Let’s just get back to our hotel room. It’s late.”

“Now?” You say, your voice trembling a little. “But we just got here-”

“I said now.”

The ride back to your hotel room is excruciating. The three of you are crammed in the backseat of a taxi, Felix maintaining his cold composure as he refrains from saying a single word. Hyunjin is pushed up against you, his hands having easy access to your skin, where he teasingly brushes against your thigh a few times in efforts to get a reaction out of Felix. And Felix evidently takes note of it, glancing curiously at the two of you and then back out the car window.

You try your best to console Felix and make things right, giving his hand a little squeeze, and mouthing “I’m sorry” when he elects to make eye contact with you. But he doesn’t react, and in contrast to the previous times this happened, you’re fearful of what this might lead to.

When you arrive at the hotel, Felix tips the driver and ushers you both inside, where you take another painful ride up the elevator, shoved up against both of them and panicked for what Felix is going to say when you arrive.

And in the dimly lit hotel room, things are painfully silent. Hyunjin throws off his shoes, sitting comfortably on the edge of the bed and maintaining a cocky expression on his face. You sit on the cushioned chair across from him, keeping a safe distance from him, hands folded in your lap like a scolded child as you wait for Felix to speak. Felix paces in front of both of you, hands toying with the buttons on his shirt in deep thought.

“Do you like him more than me?” Felix asks.

“No, Felix. God, no. Absolutely not. He just kissed me and I-”

“Would you leave me for him?” He says.

“Never. I wouldn’t leave you for anyone.”

“Do you think I treat you well?”

“The best,” You reply quickly. “You’re so good to me, Felix. It meant nothing to me, seriously.”

He pauses for a moment, swallowing before continuing.

“Who would I be if I denied you what you so desperately want?”

Your brows furrow at his words, unsure of the implication.

“I want you, Felix. I don’t want him-”

“You can kiss him again,” Felix says finally, stopping in front of you and gesturing to Hyunjin.

“What?”

He’s behind you now, his hands finding their way to your shoulders as he massages little circles in your back and kneads out the tension in your neck.

“I said kiss him again,” he says, grazing his fingertips along your jaw. “You wanted to kiss him. So kiss him.”

Your eyes lock on Hyunjin, who’s still comfortably seated on the bed, no reaction on his face.

“I didn’t want-”

“It’s okay, baby,” Felix chimes in, crouching down in front of you and taking your hand in his. “I’m not mad. It’s like I said- what kind of boyfriend would I be if I denied you what you want? I want to be good to you. I want you to feel good. Tonight’s all about you. Got it?”

You can’t reply for a moment, his words circling your mind as you make sense of the implications. He’s asking you to make out with his best friend- you suppose it’s nothing he hasn’t already asked of you, but still, you’re reluctant to follow through with his orders.

“Are you gonna kiss him? For me?” He says, and his tone is completely serious. Hyunjin’s lips pull into a smile, beckoning you to the bed with a “come hither” motion.

“Only if you want me to,” you reply in a shaky voice.

“I want you to,” he clarifies.

And before he can question you again, you make your way to the bed, seating yourself next to Hyunjin and waiting for him to make the first move.

He wastes no time complying, leaning into you again and pressing his wine-flavored tongue to yours, picking up exactly where you left off in the club. Your hands instinctively thread through his hair, tongue slipping between his lips to taste even more of him. For a moment, you almost forget Felix is in the room with you, only remembering when you feel him behind you again.

While Hyunjin’s lips move in perfect harmony with yours, Felix buries his face in the crook of your neck, pressing gentle kisses to the flesh before sucking a generous bruise between his teeth. The sensation stings delightfully, and you let out a little whimper into Hyunjin’s mouth as Felix works you.

“Felix,” you say breathlessly, completely dumbfounded with what is happening to you right now.

“Shh,” Felix says, “Just relax for me, okay? Tell me if you’re uncomfortable and we’ll stop.”

But you’re far from uncomfortable- the feeling of both giving you their undivided attention has you reeling off the high of your preemptive arousal for them, completely lost in the pleasure of it. It’s in this moment that you understand Felix’s proposal; he wants you to give in to Hyunjin’s sexual desires for you- he wants you to use both of them. And who are you to deny it when it’s all happening so quickly in front of you, and it feels so good? It’s not like you haven’t fantasized being shared between the two of them like this.

While thoughts circle your mind, you feel Felix’s hands run up and down your torso, toying with the straps on your dress as he pulls away.

“Gonna unzip this, okay? Just focus on him.”

You shiver a little at his words, nodding as he slowly unzips your dress, sliding both straps down either arm and folding it down over your torso.

At the same time, Hyunjin’s kisses have turned needier, hungrier, as his hands find your waist and he pulls you closer to him. You resist the urge to straddle his lap, wanting to still remain close to Felix’s needy kisses on your neck. But Hyunjin is desperate, his hands finding their way to your thighs and pulling you onto his lap anyway. Felix smirks a little at his desperation, knowing very well the feeling of wanting you a little too much. And he empathizes with it- after all, Hyunjin’s not the one who gets to take you home every night.

Felix’s nimble fingers have now succeeded in removing your bra, leaving you bare-chested for both of them to gawk at. And gawk Hyunjin does- his lips remain parted as he breaks away from your lips and gasps a little at the sight.

“I know,” Felix says, taking note of his reaction.

As if asserting his dominance, he brings a hand to your chin, angling your face toward him and pressing a wet kiss to your lips. You moan gently into the kiss and smile, finally reveling in the familiar sensation of your boyfriend’s lips on yours. As your tongue swirls around his, you feel Hyunjin reach a hand up to palm over one of your nipples with his calloused hands, and you gasp into Felix’s mouth instinctively.

Hyunjin’s slender fingers toy with your nipple, watching you and Felix intensely as you exchange repeated chaste kisses with each other. And then before you can turn your attention back to Hyunjin, he leans his face down, taking your breast in his mouth and sucking harshly. You break away from Felix to watch him, arching your eyebrows in pleasure as he swirls his tongue around your sensitive nipples and maintains eye contact with you.

“Feel good?” Felix asks, and you turn back toward him to nod, lost for words. He just smiles, bringing you in for another kiss as Hyunjin moves to your other breast, grazing his teeth over the nipple before sucking harshly.

The three of you stay like that for several minutes, exchanging kiss after kiss with Felix while Hyunjin gives attention to both of your breasts. When Hyunjin is eye-level to you again, he’s completely breathless, hands snaking lower to fiddle with the hem of your panties. It’s then that you notice he’s rock-hard below you, his erection straining against your clothed core as he loops a finger through your waistband and pulls your underwear down.

Hyunjin’s hands are quick to loop around your waist, pulling you closer to him and grinding you against his clothed crotch in desperation.

“Fuck, baby…” he breathes out, throwing his hand back. “I want you so bad.”

Felix chuckles at his words, observing the way Hyunjin now undoes his belt buckle and pulls his pants down to his knees.

“Not so fast,” Felix says, cupping his hands around your breasts again and massaging them tenderly. “You have to get her ready first.”

One hand snakes lower, past your navel, until he’s just above your core, watching Hyunjin intensely as you shiver in anticipation.

“You want me to touch you, baby?” Felix asks, pressing a series of tender kisses to your shoulder.

“Yes, Felix… please…”

And without a second to spare, two fingers find purchase on your clit, massaging in circle motions as he kneads your other breast with his free hand.

“There you go…” he coos sweetly, admiring the way your moans get higher in pitch with the newfound contact. Hyunjin watches the way your body reacts to the contact, your body writhing in his touch as he brings you close to your orgasm, and then pulls away again to tease your entrance.

As your symphony of moans fills the room, Hyunjin discards his slacks and boxers, leaving just enough space between you and his aching cock so that Felix can continue to massage your clit. But as you begin to tremble, your hand reaching out to grasp Hyunjin’s thigh in an attempt to keep you stable, Hyunjin grows impatient.

“Don’t let her cum yet,” he says to Felix, reaching out a hand to caress your face in his palm. And Felix complies, pulling away again and licking his fingers clean of your arousal. You whimper at the loss of contact, quickly turning to Felix for reassurance.

“Want to make it last, yeah?” Felix says, giving reason to Hyunjin’s orders. He gathers your hair at the nape of your neck, using one hand to massage your thigh and prop it open gently.

“Spread for him, baby,” Felix says, prompting you to open your legs, and Hyunjin sits back on the bed.

“Lay down,” Felix then commands, guiding you with a hand on your shoulder, and you do as you’re told, your gaze locking on the hotel ceiling above you. Hyunjin hovers over you briefly, pressing a series of chaste kisses to your neck, before trailing down until he’s at your core. You can’t see him anymore, peering down to catch a glimpse of the top of his ebony hair, waiting in anticipation for him to do something. And before you can order him to, he licks a long stripe up your slit, wagging his tongue back and forth over your clit before taking it between his lips and sucking.

Your back arches up into him instantly, eyes rolling to the back of your head as he sucks harshly, pursing his lips together to spit on your clit and kiss it onto every inch of your folds. He’s magic with his tongue, lapping up at your arousal like a starved animal, moaning into your pussy and pressing his hardened length into the mattress to gain some relief.

You don’t hear Felix get undressed, but he appears over you again with a smirk, roused at the sight of you writhing in pleasure and getting tongue-fucked by someone other than himself. He knows how badly you’ve wanted this, well aware of the fact that your makeout sessions with Hyunjin almost mirror the way he now laps at your sopping pussy.

When his freckled-face is in sight, you feel an overwhelming sense of desire to be close to him again, endeared by the way he smiles down at you and tucks a strand of hair behind your ear. He’s doing this for you, letting you fulfill your filthy fantasies, and you desperately yearn to return the favor.

“Ah- baby,” you stutter, shutting your eyes at the sensation of Hyunjin giving kitten licks to your pussy. “Want to taste you,” you finally breathe out, and when you reach a hand out to wrap your fingers around his base, he groans instantly at the contact.

Felix shuffles closer to you, watching with labored breaths as you kiss his tip gently, taking him into your mouth and swirling your tongue around his protruding veins.

“Fuck,” he says, guiding you with one hand on the back of your head as you bob up and down his length. The only sounds echoing the walls are the lewd ones of spit and sucking, and you feel your walls clench around Hyunjin’s tongue as he begins to prod at your entrance.

With every jerk of your body, you gag around Felix’s aching cock, causing him to emit deep guttural moans and tug at your hair.

“Hyunjin, I’m gonna cum,” you say, sitting up on your elbows to look down at Hyunjin, whose face is still buried in your cunt.

“Not yet,” Felix says quickly, finally prompting Hyunjin to sit up and look at the two of you.

“I want you to fuck her,” Felix says to Hyunjin, and your heartbeat quickens rapidly at his words- he’s going to let another man fuck you while he watches.

“Are you okay if he fucks you?” Felix asks you sweetly, his hand intertwining with yours in a supportive manner. You want to, so badly, but you’re still afraid of what Felix might think.

“Yes, but I want you to be okay with it,” you reply, looking back at Hyunjin, who seems to be wincing at his hard-on.

“I’m okay with it,” Felix chuckles. “I want you to feel good. And comfortable.”

You nod at your boyfriend’s words, sitting up and waiting for your next direction. Felix is quick to get on the bed, propped up on his hands with his legs spread, pressing a single kiss to your temple.

“Sit back,” he says.

You crawl to your boyfriend, giving him a chaste kiss on the lips before turning around and sitting with your back against him, still intertwining your hands with his. His erection presses into your thigh as he waits for Hyunjin to proceed.

Hyunjin quivers a little at the sight- it’s something he’s dreamt of for so long, and he’s momentarily nervous he won’t satisfy the same way Felix does. But he brings a hand up to his cock anyway, jerking twice before tapping gently at your entrance.

“Is this okay?” He asks you, his voice shaky and breathless.

“Yes,” you reply, giving your boyfriend’s hands a little squeeze as he sits behind you. And as he nods at your words, he slips into your entrance with ease, your pussy taking him whole as he shuts his eyes in pleasure.

“Fuck,” Hyunjin breathes. “You’re so tight.”

The stretch makes you gasp, arching your back away from Felix, which he guides back toward him with a hand on your waist.

“Feels so good,” you say, letting out soft moans as he begins to thrust in and out of you.

“I’m not gonna last long,” Hyunjin admits, as he pants over you. His face is laced with beads of sweat, which drip off him and onto your bare torso.

Felix caresses your skin with his fingertips, judging your reactions as Hyunjin fucks you, moving faster at the sound of your moans. The room teems with sounds of your moans, Hyunjin’s whines, the gush of his cock sliding in and out of your soaking entrance, and Felix’s low chuckles as he gauges your responses. The other rooms around you have to know what’s going on- though judging by the scenery of the clubs, you’re pretty sure they’re used to the sounds of threesomes ringing through the halls.

“I’m close,” Hyunjin breathes, pausing momentarily to feel you clenching around him. You’re close, too, briefly unsure of whether you should hold out your orgasm for Felix. But he doesn’t tell you to wait, he just grazes his hands along your face and your breasts, smiling when you gasp at Hyunjin thrusting hard into you again.

“I’m close, too,” you say, rolling your eyes back to see Felix’s reaction. He smiles down at you, beaming at the fact that you’re so fucked-out in pleasure.

“Fuck, I’m cumming,” Hyunjin exclaims, letting out a series of whimpers as he squeezes his eyes shut. He finishes inside of you, thrusting you well into the point of overstimulation, before pulling out and jerking the remaining drops onto your clit.

Before you can say anything to him, he’s dipping his head between your thighs again, lapping his tongue eagerly at your folds and dipping into your entrance. You gasp in shock at the erotic sight- Felix holding you tenderly while another man laps his cum out from your swollen pussy. But Felix doesn’t protest- instead, you feel him guide you up again, his hands on your waist as he flips you around.

“Saved it for me?” He says, pressing kisses down your shoulders and running a finger down the crook of your spine. “I knew you belonged to me.”

Hyunjin scoots off the bed, catching his breath as he watches Felix assume his position behind you. But despite finishing, he doesn’t leave yet, sitting at the foot of the bed and tilting your chin up to meet his gaze.

“Open,” he orders plainly, giving your chin a little squeeze as you part your lips for him. And as Felix slides himself into you, Hyunjin places A wet kiss on your open mouth, his tongue swirling remnants of his semen and your arousal back into your mouth. You feel filthy like this, But so good, so well taken care of, as Felix begins his thrusts into you.

“Was he good?” Felix asks, speeding up his thrusts as you shut your eyes in pleasure.

“So good,” you groan in response, gasping as Hyunjin wipes your chin clean of the saliva-cum mixture.

“I’m close,” you say to him, feeling your stomach contract and your walls tighten around his pulsating cock inside of you. You’re both aching for your release now, the sexual tension from when you first entered the club finally catching up to you both. The way he’s been teasing you with his touches all night, eye-fucking you from across the room and encouraging Hyunjin to drive you crazy.

“Cum with me, baby,” Felix says, pulling your hair into a makeshift ponytail and sucking a bruise onto your neck. “I know you want to. You’ve been so good today, now be good and finish with me.”

It doesn’t take more than his words to make you finish, your pussy clenching around him as he pours his hot load inside of you, thrusting every drop back into you and nibbling at the purple bruises on your skin.

Before pulling out, he tilts your face toward him again, placing a sloppy kiss to your lips and sharing the taste of yours and Hyunjin’s arousal.

“Did so good for me,” he says before sliding out and pressing little kisses to your spine. “Do you feel better?”

You sit back on your knees, catching your breath and wiping your mouth with the back of your hand.

“Yes. Much.”

Felix chuckles, throwing the duvet off the bed and leaving to get a towel and some water.

“Don’t move,” he says. “Gonna get you cleaned up, yeah?”

You don’t remember Hyunjin leaving, but he’s gone now, the room growing silent again as Felix makes his way to the bathroom. Your chest rises and falls as you lay on your pillow and glance out the window, the streets of Paris still aglow with the movement of lovers and club lights.

For several hours, you and Felix lie in your hotel bed, bodies tangled with each other as he holds you and grazes your face tenderly. His touches are gentle, and intentional, reminding you without words that you’re safe. When you lean into his touch, he peppers your face with little kisses, emitting little giggles from you, and then he gives your hand a little squeeze, a reminder that you’re his.

The fragrant hotel scent of vanilla and sandalwood fills the air around you, and the airy white duvet hugs you comfortably, as your eyelids flutter shut in drowsiness.

“Sleepy?” Felix asks, bringing a thumb to your temple and rubbing gentle back and forth motions.

“Mhm.”

He scoots closer to you on his pillow, bringing his lips to your ear and pressing a tender kiss.

“Rest,” he says, smiling, endeared at your tired state.

He doesn’t have to ask the questions this time- he knows very well, already. You’d never leave him for Hyunjin, nor do you feel any different about him.

You’re his- irrevocably, time and time again.

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