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domm1etae · 2 months ago

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mingi x seonghwa x yunho

smut | mdni

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What starts as a simple plea for rest quickly turns into an intense and sensual encounter as two puppy hybrids, Yunho and Mingi, overwhelm their human partner Seonghwa with raw desire

nsfw tags under

puppy hybrids, m/m/m, top yunho, top mingi, bottom seonghwa, threesome, anal sex, fingering, double penetration, unprotected sex, nipple play, nipple sucking, nipple licking, anal rimming, pet names, dirty talk, size difference, praises, neck kissing (hickeys),

The room was bathed in the dim, intimate glow of a single lamp, casting shadows that clung to the corners like velvet. Seonghwa, utterly exhausted from the day’s demands, collapsed onto the bed, his limbs feeling leaden with fatigue. His chest heaved with deep breaths as his eyelids drooped, on the verge of surrendering to sleep.

"Seonghwa, you can’t fall asleep just yet," Yunho’s voice broke the silence, soft yet insistent. His long, delicate fingers began to trace lazy circles on Seonghwa’s thigh, a subtle reminder of their cherished nighttime rituals.

Mingi, looming over them both with his imposing presence, leaned in closer, his sharp eyes glinting with a smoldering desire. "We need you awake, baby," he murmured, his tongue darting out to moisten his lips. The atmosphere around them seemed to thicken, charged with an electric tension that seemed to pulse between them.

Seonghwa groaned in frustration, rolling onto his back with a weary sigh. His dark eyes, heavy with sleep, pleaded for relief. "Please, just let me sleep tonight. I’m so tired I can barely keep my eyes open."

Yunho’s puppy eyes softened with empathy, but his determination remained unwavering. "But we miss you so much," he pouted, his hand now sliding under Seonghwa’s shirt, fingertips grazing his sensitive skin. "You always make us feel so good. You know how much we need you, our precious Hwa."

Mingi nodded, his muscular frame shifting even closer, his presence overwhelming in the confined space of the room. "You know we can’t resist you when you look like this, our beautiful little human," he added, his voice a low, vibrating rumble that seemed to resonate through Seonghwa’s entire being.

Seonghwa sighed deeply, a complex mix of resignation and arousal stirring within him. He was well-acquainted with their routine—the way their touches could ignite fires within him, even when he was utterly exhausted. "Fine," he muttered, his words coming out more as a surrender than genuine consent.

Yunho’s face lit up with a triumphant grin, his excitement evident as he moved to straddle Seonghwa’s hips. "Good boy," he praised, his hands deftly working to unbutton Seonghwa’s pants. Mingi took his position behind Seonghwa, his large hands gentle as they began to explore Seonghwa’s body with an expert touch.

"Let’s take it slow tonight," Yunho suggested, his voice husky with anticipation. He leaned down, pressing his lips to Seonghwa’s in a tender kiss that quickly deepened. His tongue sought entrance, urging Seonghwa to respond.

Mingi observed intently, his own desire mounting as he saw the effect Yunho was having on Seonghwa. Reaching out, he traced the outline of Seonghwa’s nipple through his shirt, teasing it into hardness with a feather-light touch.

Seonghwa moaned into Yunho’s mouth, his body betraying his initial reluctance as arousal began to overpower his fatigue. His hands found Yunho’s hair, gripping it gently as the kiss grew more intense.

Breaking the kiss, Yunho gazed down at Seonghwa, his eyes dark with a fierce lust. "You feel incredible," he breathed, his hands moving to remove Seonghwa’s shirt. Mingi mirrored his actions, efficiently undoing the buttons of Seonghwa’s shirt, exposing his chest to the cool air of the room.

"Touch yourself for us," Mingi commanded softly, his eyes never leaving Seonghwa’s as he watched the flush of arousal spread across his skin. Seonghwa hesitated for a moment, then slowly brought his hand down to his erection, his fingers teasing his own nipples.

Yunho shifted his position, aligning himself above Seonghwa’s hand and guiding it with slow, deliberate strokes. "That’s it, sweetheart," he encouraged, his breath quickening as he felt Seonghwa’s fingers moving in sync with his. He then moved his head down and blew a soft breath on Seonghwa’s nipple, watching as the tiny nub tightened further under the cool caress. With a flick of his tongue, he captured it, suckling gently at first, then more insistently as Seonghwa arched beneath him.

Mingi moved in closer, his mouth hovering just above Seonghwa’s neck. He began to trace his kisses along Seonghwa’s neck, then started creating spots on his skin with his skilled tongue.

Seonghwa’s moans filled the room, his body reacting instinctively to their combined attentions.

Yunho looked up, his own need becoming unbearable. He pulled away from Seonghwa’s hand, positioning himself at Seonghwa’s entrance. "Are you ready, my love?" he asked, his voice strained with desire.

Seonghwa nodded, his eyes glazed with a mixture of fear and anticipation. "Yes," he whispered, his body trembling slightly as Yunho lowered his head, pulling Seonghwa’s cheeks apart to see his entrance better, and slowly began to pleasure him with his tongue.

Mingi wrapped his hand around Seonghwa’s cock. "I’ve got you, baby," he promised, his strokes sure and steady, matching the rhythm of Yunho’s thrusting tongue.

Yunho inserted two fingers and began to move, his long fingers rocking gently at first, then gaining speed as he found his rhythm. "So tight," he said, his voice strained with effort while he continued to pleasure Seonghwa’s entrance, his forehead beading with sweat as he fought to maintain control.

Seonghwa’s world narrowed down to the sensations pulsing through him—the fullness of Yunho inside him, the friction of Mingi’s hand, the heat that seemed to radiate from every pore. "More," he begged, his voice breaking as the pressure built.

Yunho obliged, his fingers curling to hit that sweet spot inside Seonghwa. The room was filled with the sounds of their heavy breathing and Seonghwa’s muffled moans. Mingi’s hand moved faster, twisting slightly at the tip with each upstroke.

"You’re doing so well, my gorgeous boy," Mingi murmured, his free hand caressing Seonghwa’s face. "So beautiful like this."

"I think you’re ready for us now, princess," Mingi said, his own arousal reaching a boiling point.

Yunho looked up, removing his pants with a practiced motion, just like Mingi. "We’re going to take you raw, baby, both of us," he smirked at Seonghwa, his hand stroking Seonghwa’s face with a mix of affection and anticipation.

"Don’t worry, you’ll be begging us not to stop," Mingi added, his voice low and commanding.

Seonghwa’s eyes widened, a mixture of anticipation and nervousness flashing across his face. "Both of you?" he whispered, his voice trembling slightly.

Yunho nodded, his eyes dark with desire. "We’ll take care of you," he promised, pressing a gentle kiss to Seonghwa’s forehead.

Mingi positioned himself behind Seonghwa, his large hands gripping Seonghwa’s hips firmly. "Relax, darling," he murmured, his breath hot and heavy against Seonghwa’s ear.

Slowly, carefully, they began to enter him together. Seonghwa gasped, his body tensing at the initial stretch. Yunho peppered his face with soft kisses, whispering words of encouragement as they eased into him.

"You're doing so well, sweetheart," Mingi praised, his voice strained with the effort of holding back. "Just breathe and let us in."

Seonghwa whimpered, overwhelmed by the fullness and the burning stretch that bordered on pain. But as Yunho and Mingi paused, allowing him to adjust to their presence, he began to relax, his muscles slowly releasing their tension. Yunho took advantage of the momentary calm, pressing a soft kiss to Seonghwa’s lips, his tongue tracing the curve of his mouth. Mingi, meanwhile, reached around to stroke Seonghwa’s chest, his fingers teasing his nipples into hard, aching points.

As Seonghwa’s body began to accept their intrusion, Yunho and Mingi started to move, their thrusts slow and gentle at first, but gradually increasing in intensity.

Their bodies moved in perfect harmony, a slow, sensual dance that left Seonghwa breathless. "Oh, god," he whispered, his voice barely audible over their labored breathing. Yunho’s lips brushed against his ear, sending shivers down his spine. "We’ve got you, Hwa," he murmured, his voice husky with desire. "We’ll take care of you, our precious one."

Mingi’s hands roamed over Seonghwa’s chest, his fingers tracing the curves of his muscles, sending waves of pleasure through his body. "You’re so beautiful like this," he whispered, his breath hot against Seonghwa’s skin.

Seonghwa’s body trembled with pleasure as Yunho and Mingi continued their sensual assault. The sensation of being filled by both of them was overwhelming, but in the best way possible. He could feel every inch of them, the way they moved inside of him, the heat of their skin against his. He moaned louder, unable to contain the pleasure coursing through him.

Yunho’s thrusts became more insistent, his hips snapping forward with a primal need. His fingers dug into Seonghwa’s hips, holding him in place as he took him with growing urgency.

Seonghwa's body was slick with sweat, his muscles trembling as Yunho’s thrusts grew increasingly demanding. The rhythm of Yunho’s movements was relentless, each thrust pushing Seonghwa closer to the edge. Mingi, too, was nearly overwhelmed, his fingers digging into Seonghwa’s hips as he thrust into him with unwavering intensity.

Seonghwa's moans escalated into desperate cries, his breath coming in sharp, ragged gasps with every frantic thrust from Yunho. The mounting pressure inside him was almost unbearable, his body tightening and quivering as the rhythm of their movements quickened. “Don’t stop, please,” he pleaded, his voice a strained whisper that barely rose above the crescendo of their synchronized thrusts.

Mingi’s grip on Seonghwa’s hips grew tighter, his fingers digging in as he matched Yunho’s rhythm with fervor. “Harder,” Mingi commanded, his voice a deep, urgent growl, laced with an animalistic edge. “Fuck him harder, don’t hold back.”

At Mingi’s commanding words, Yunho’s eyes lit up with fierce determination. Without a moment’s hesitation, he increased his pace, his hips driving forward with renewed intensity. Each powerful thrust sent Seonghwa’s body jolting forward, his head arching back as he let out a string of guttural, silent screams. The combined force of Yunho and Mingi’s relentless movements pushed Seonghwa dangerously close to the brink of orgasm.

Seonghwa’s back arched off the bed, his mouth open in a silent scream of pure ecstasy as the pleasure surged to an overwhelming peak. Yunho’s gaze, locked onto Seonghwa’s, burned with raw intensity. Each thrust drove deeper, making Seonghwa’s body shiver with each impact. Mingi’s lips brushed against Seonghwa’s neck, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin before sinking in with a possessive bite. The sharp sting of the bite made Seonghwa’s hips thrust back involuntarily, his entire body reacting to the fierce dual stimulation.

Yunho’s hand grasped Seonghwa’s erection, his fingers wrapping around the swollen flesh with a firm, deliberate grip. Seonghwa’s eyes locked onto Yunho’s as he began to stroke him with rhythmic precision. His mouth fell open in a breathless cry, a scream building in his throat as Yunho’s touch sent intense shivers of pleasure coursing through him.

Mingi’s teeth remained embedded in Seonghwa’s neck, his mouth working in a slow, sensual rhythm that perfectly matched their pounding movements. Seonghwa gasped, his body trembling with each stroke and thrust. “I’m close,” he managed to gasp out, his voice strained and breathless.

“Come for us, Hwa,” Mingi whispered, his voice thick with desire and possessiveness. “Let go.”

Yunho’s strokes quickened, his grip tightening as Seonghwa’s body tensed beneath him. “Let go, Hwa,” he urged, his hips snapping forward with increased vigor, pushing Seonghwa to the edge.

Seonghwa’s body quaked violently as he reached his climax, his release erupting in a silent scream of unadulterated pleasure. Tears streamed down his flushed cheeks as the intensity of his orgasm consumed him. Despite his release, Yunho and Mingi continued their relentless pace, their thrusts growing more urgent and forceful as they chased their own climaxes.

Overwhelmed by the intensity and overstimulation, Seonghwa’s voice broke into desperate pleas. “Please, stop,” he cried out, his voice cracking as tears continued to fall from his eyes.

Mingi’s voice cut through the haze, barely more than a whisper, yet filled with a commanding tone. “Seonghwa, but your puppies need their climax too.”

Yunho and Mingi’s thrusts became even more intense and primal, their movements raw and relentless. Sweat dripped from Yunho’s brow, landing on Seonghwa’s chest as he pounded into him with unrestrained passion. Mingi’s face was a mask of fierce concentration, his eyes wild with an intense focus as he gripped Seonghwa’s hair, pulling him closer and forcing him into a deeper embrace.

As they reached the peak of their own climaxes, Yunho and Mingi’s bodies tensed, their release coming in explosive waves. Mingi’s low, guttural moan reverberated through Seonghwa, his cock pulsing deeply within him. Yunho’s cry was louder, his voice breaking with the force of his release as he filled Seonghwa completely. The combined climax flooded Seonghwa’s passage, his body trembling violently with the aftershocks of their powerful release.

Exhausted and spent, Mingi and Yunho collapsed onto Seonghwa, their chests heaving with labored breaths as they tried to regain their composure. Seonghwa’s passage continued to throb with the lingering effects of their intense climax, his muscles still quivering from the overwhelming sensations. The room was thick with the heady scent of sweat and sex, the only sound their ragged, gasping breaths.

Mingi’s head rested heavily on Seonghwa’s shoulder, his lips hovering near the bite mark he had left. As they slowly descended from their euphoric high, Yunho and Mingi gently withdrew, their softening cocks slipping free with a wet, squelching sound. Seonghwa’s passage felt empty and tender, his muscles still trembling with the residual effects of their release.

Yunho and Mingi exchanged a look, their faces reflecting a mixture of satisfaction and concern. The signs of their roughness were clear on Seonghwa’s flushed, disheveled face.

Yunho spoke first, his voice a low, remorseful whisper. “Hwa, we’re so sorry,” he said, his eyes filled with genuine regret as he looked down at Seonghwa, his ears and eyes showing his distress.

Mingi’s voice was hushed, his breath warm and soothing against Seonghwa’s skin. “We didn’t mean to be so rough, Hwa,” he murmured, his lips brushing Seonghwa’s shoulder with a tender, apologetic kiss.

Seonghwa’s eyes, still glowing with the aftermath of their intense encounter, met Yunho’s. A small, affectionate smile played on his lips as he reached out, gently cupping Yunho’s cheek in his hand. “My good boys,” he whispered, his voice filled with a deep, heartfelt contentment. “I didn’t mind at all. I enjoyed it.”

Mingi’s eyes widened in surprised relief, his frown softening into a smile. Yunho mirrored Mingi’s expression, a contented sigh escaping him as the tension drained from his body.

Seonghwa’s hand, still resting on Yunho’s cheek, began to move in soothing strokes, scratching behind his ear with a gentle touch. Yunho’s eyes fluttered closed, a low hum of pleasure vibrating through his chest as he leaned into the affectionate gesture. Seonghwa’s hand then moved to Mingi, his fingers tracing along the curve of Mingi’s cheekbone and then tangling gently in his hair. Mingi shivered with a mix of pleasure and relief, his eyes closing in contentment.

Without further words, Yunho and Mingi both nestled their heads into Seonghwa’s lap, their breathing gradually slowing as they relaxed into the warmth of his embrace. Seonghwa’s hands continued their tender ministrations, his fingers softly stroking their hair as he looked down at them with a soft, affectionate smile. His eyes radiated warmth and love, his touch soothing as they basked in the afterglow of their shared passion.

Yunho’s voice, barely more than a murmur, vibrated through Seonghwa’s lap. “Thank you, Hwa,” he whispered, his exhaustion evident as his and Mingi’s eyes began to droop with sleep.

Yunho’s voice was barely more than a murmur. “Thank you, Hwa,” he whispered, his exhaustion evident as his and Mingi’s eyes began to close.

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