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back of the net ═ chapter one

[ J. YUNHO / S. MINGI ]

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chapter one: coach’s daughter

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summary: yunho and mingi are the star football players and they have never wanted anything more then their coach’s daughter

warning: creampie, unprotected sex, size kink, public orgasm, dom yunho, dom mingi, sub reader, double penetration, bisexual mingi

pairing: yungi x afab/reader

genre: smut, romance, polyamory

word count: 5.5k

chapter two coming soon

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Yunho and Mingi have managed to do some dumb shit in their life. Best friends since they were thirteen. They were practically attached at the hip so it only made sense they would go to the same college together and be star football players together.

Now to incorporate the dumbass shit they have done. Like that time in high school when Mingi slept with the principal’s daughter only to turn around and sleep with his son too. He got suspended from school for a month and had to go to summer school to make up the days he missed.

At their high school graduation, Mingi lost a bet to Yunho which resulted in him accepting his diploma in only his graduation cap. To say principal Kim was more then ecstatic to no longer have Mingi in his school was an understatement.

Then there was that time Yunho was dared freshman year of college by Kim Jungwoo to streak across campus. No one thought he would do it, not even Mingi, but after shots of jager bombs Yunho was fully naked and found passed out in front of the library, face down in the rose bushes and ass on display.

There was also that time at Ten Lee’s birthday party last year where Mingi had accidentally almost sat the dormitory on fire when he dropped the shot of everclear that Hoshi Kwan thought would be cool to light on fire. The flame had burnt Mingi’s lip and he dropped it on a curtain that covered the window. He had never seen anyone piss a fire out but thank god for a drunk Yunho.

Now here they were in their senior year of college, star forwards for their university football team and the dumb thing they were about to do now had to top the list.

Yunho had noticed her first freshman year, she had ran up to coach Choi during practice. Choi Seungcheol was a dilf according to Mingi and Jung Wooyoung and probably most the students at university. He was also a scary and strict football coach. And the beautiful girl Yunho had noticed that day freshman year just happened to be his daughter.

Coach Choi had met y/n mom when he himself was a university student abroad. They had y/n before graduating college and Yunho was very thankful coach forgot to wrap it before tapping it because his daughter was the most beautiful thing he’d ever did see.

It hadn’t taken long for Mingi to notice her too. As a matter of fact it took exactly two minutes and thirty seven seconds after Yunho.

“Holy shit…” Mingi shamelessly raked his eyes down her exposed legs from the short gray shorts she had worn, thighs and legs so smooth and so soft to the eye. A burgundy hoodie unzipped, their school colors, to show the matching gray sports bra.

“Don’t think about it.” Choi Jongho had rolled his eyes at their staring. “It’s coach’s daughter, dumbasses.”

She had also been Kim Mingyu’s girlfriend, at the time he was the star football player before graduating last year. Now Mingyu was no longer in the picture and Yunho and Mingi were ready to do some dumb shit again.

“Yeosang!”

Kang Yeosang looked up from the drawing he had been sketching at his favorite spot in the quad, eyeing Yunho and Mingi curiously. The two twin towers, a nickname given to them by everyone after watching how they dominated the field together, they never spoke to Yeosang outiside of football practice and games.

“You’re y/n best friend, right?”

Oh. Now Yeosang’s curious gaze turned suspicious. “What do you want?” His question might of came out a little harsh but Yeosang was just a tad protective over his best friend and it was no secret that Yunho and Mingi, not exactly fuckboys per say, but they certainly had a reputation. Yeosang had even heard Jungwoo talking about how the two best friends would share partners.

“Relax,” Mingi put his hands up at the hostility as if to say him and Yunho come in peace. “we were just wondering…”

“I’m not helping you sleep with my best friend.” Yeosang stopped Mingi before he could finish. “Who said we wanted to sleep with her?” Yunho had an innocent look on his face that didn’t fool Yeosang one bit.

It was no secret to anyone, except maybe coach and the girl herself, the way Yunho and Mingi had been watching y/n from the sidelines since freshman year. “Oh really? Then why are you both asking about her?”

“Asking about who?” Kim Jungwoo had been Yeosang’s roommate since freshman year, a bag of doritos in his hand, crunching one of the cool ranch chips in his mouth as he sat down beside Yeosang.

“We were just asking Yeosang if y/n was going to be at Johnny Suh’s Halloween party?” Yunho answered with that boyish smile of his, puppy eyes disguising his intentions with innocence.

“Didn’t he graduate like four years ago?” Jungwoo asked smacking on another chip. “Five years ago.” Mingi corrected as him and Yunho waited for Yeosang to answer them.

“Why do you care?” Yeosang arched a brow as Jungwoo snorted. “Please tell me you two aren’t trying to double team coach’s daughter, do you have a death wish?”

“Jungwoo,” Yeosang scrunched his face up in disgust. “that’s so crude.”

“Well,” Jungwoo scoffed, gesturing towards Yunho and Mingi, the latter fighting a smirk off his face. “it’s what they’re planning.”

Yeosang turned a glare towards them. “If you two even think about using her, I’ll tell coach.” He had no problem in snitching if it meant protecting y/n from their devious acts.

“No one is trying to use anyone.” Yunho rolled his. Yes. They wanted to sleep with y/n, they’ve wanted to since freshman year but they also wanted more. They just wanted her. All of her.

“So you do want to die?” Jungwoo laughed. Seeking out Choi Y/N was an insane ass thing to do that only one other person at their university was brave enough to do and Kim Mingyu broke up with her as soon as he graduated. Coach would probably kill the ex star player if he ever showed his face again cause apparently Mingyu didn’t have time for a relationship after being scouted into the South Korean national football team.

“To answer your question” Yeosang turned his focus back down to the drawing he had been sketching. “I have no idea.”

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“What are you doing?”

Y/N stared down at Minghao, her friend sitting on the ground, legs criss crossed together, eyes closed and humming. “I’m centering myself.”

Y/N had met Minghao after he had transferred to their university back in sophomore year. He was intriguing and stood out with his black painted nails, glittering eyeshadow, bright red hair and the lavender kamado he had on with silvery intricate flower designs.

“Is it working?” Y/N arched a brow as Minghao let out a frustrated sigh, opening his eyes. “No.”

She tried not to laugh, she really did, but couldn’t help the giggles leaving her. “Yeah, I don’t think your center exists with that over there happening.” Y/N nodded behind Minghao where Hoshi Kwan, in the universaity tiger mascot, was having a dance off with Jung Wooyoung.

Minghao turned his head, sighing. “Imbeciles.”

“Do you still have those devil horns? I need them for my costume I’m gonna wear to Johnny Suh’s party tomorrow night.” Y/N had everything she needed for her costume, she had decided on going as Power from Chainsaw Man, everything ready but the character’s signature horns.

“Yeah,” Minghao nodded, rotating his neck, letting out deep breaths before narrowing his eyes behind y/n. “The twin towers are coming your way.”

“What?” Y/N furrowed her brows together, turning around to see what he was referring to.

Jeong Yunho and Song Mingi were her dad’s star players. Both reaching well over 6ft and it was rare you would ever catch one without the other. Mingi was a dark contrast to Yunho with his short bleached blonde hair, chunky rings decorating his fingers, the small fix on tattoo on his right cheek just under eye, something he came up with to say whenever he’d score a goal during a game. You would also never find him in colors other than black with the exception of his team jersey. Even his nails were painted as black as night.

Yunho was the exact opposite. He was taller than Mingi by a mere inch but you could barely tell. His hair was only slightly shorter, bangs almost getting into his eyes, a dark shade of brown, no tattoos, no dark color in sight other then his black converse and the dark gray hoodie he wore.

Y/N turned back to Minghao who shrugged at her before closing his eyes and humming once again. She was suddenly nervous as she felt their presence directly behind her.

“What the hell is he doing?” Mingi stared at Minghao as him and Yunho towered behind y/n. “Centering himself.” Y/N replied trying to ignore the way her heart started beating a little faster.

“Is it working?” Yunho asked genuinely curious. Minghao opened his eyes sighing yet again in frustration. “No.” He stood, stretching his arms. “I’ll bring the horns to your dorm later.”

Y/N glared at him and the smirk he sent her before walking off. It was no secret to Minghao that she found the two football players behind her attractive. She had told him exactly how attractive she found them not a couple weeks ago during one of Minghao’s cleansing smoke sessions and y/n had never been high before in her life so the confession was tumbling from her lips before she could think.

“Do you think it’s true,” she had been laying on Minghao bed, his roommate, Yuta, was out for the night. “that they…” she could feel her face blushing at the thought. “share….”

Minghao had looked at her, devious smirk on his lips. “You ask as if you want to personally find out.”

Y/N blushed completely, cheeks warm from the heat of it and she may of had a not so innocent dream of the two of them that night. She blamed it on the weed.

“Y/N,” Yunho stared down at her after him and Mingi stepped around to stand in front of her. “are you going to Johnny Suh’s party tomorrow?” Him and Mingi had a very thought out plan to make y/n theirs.

Y/N looked between them both, they were so much bigger than her. “You have a size kink.” Minghao had teased her once after finding out she was attracted to them “First Mingyu now the twin towers.” “Maybe.” Obviously she was but she was curious as to why they wanted to know.

The rumors that they liked to share causing her to grow flustered under their gaze. Mingyu had hated them.

“They want to fuck you”

“I swear if Mingi looks at your legs one more time”

“Maybe we want you there.” Mingi smirked at her. Y/N had to give it to them, they were bold for even having the balls to seek her out considering every other guy on campus aside from Mingyu, was too scared to pursue coach Choi’s daughter.

But it seemed Yunho and Mingi either had a death wish or just didn’t care.

“Jungwoo said that Mark Lee walked in on them, I think Mingi is his roommate, but like he walked in on them both with some sophomore….. you know…. them both at the same time”

Yeosang’s words haunted her because it’s all she’s been able to think about no matter how hard she tried not to. She almost found herself wanting to ask them if it were true.

She decided to mess with them. “Can’t make it actually.” Y/N lied, suppressing a smirk at the matching disappointing looks on their faces.

“Ssibal” Mingi hissed under his breath. Yunho beside him had his tongue poking the inside of his cheek, eyes trailing y/n as she smiled at them and left.

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Y/N adjusted the horns on her head and did the same with her black tie. The white button up shirt was tight against her chest, her bellybutton peaking at the bottom.

“Here.” Yeosang handed her the dark navy blue blazer and she slipped it on, left open, and checking her reflection in the window of someone’s car. She smirked at her legs on display in the black shorts she wore that left just the smallest of her ass to peak out.

She certainly did not wear the shorts because she knew Mingi liked her legs.

That’s what she told herself anyways.

“Wait…” she stopped Yeosang as Jungwoo shamelessly watched her unbutton her shirt just enough to allow the black lace bra she wore to be visible with her cleavage.

“Y/N you’re so fucking hot.” Jungwoo could have moaned at the sight. Yeosang popped him in the back of the head causing him to yelp.

“Let’s go.” Y/N lead their way into Johnny Suh’s house that was located just off campus where he shared it with his best Jung Jaehyun. The two of them graduated years ago but ended up buying their old frat house for themselves and just couldn’t seem to shake the college life just yet.

“This place is fucking packed!” Jungwoo stumbled as someone in a spiderman costume bumped into him. He readjusted the cat ears he had on, a simple but effective costume. “I’ll find us some drinks.”

Yunho spotted her first. Fuck did she look good. Either she changed her mind about coming or she just lied. Mingi noticed her after coming back with two bottles of beer, one in each hand, tapping Yunho on the arm with one. “There’s a fucking line to get beer, you better enjoy that because I’m not going back.” Mingi huffed, adjusting the cowboy hat atop his head, bringing his own beer up to his lips and pausing when he found her. “Fuck me…” She was dressed as Power. Power from Chainsaw Man. That was Mingi’s favorite anime.

“I’m assuming we’re not getting a drink anytime soon.” Yeosang roamed his eyes around the party, Jungwoo had been gone about ten minutes already and still had yet to return with a beer, soju, anything. He sighed, adjusting his wig, he had decided on Harley Quinn for his costume all the way down to the blonde pigtails.

“I’ll go look for Jungwoo.” Y/N moved to walk off but Yeosang stopped her. “Don’t just run off by yourself, there can be weirdos here.” He was being protective but they didn’t know everyone at this party and he had made a promise to coach freshman year that he’d look out for y/n seeing as the two of them had been best friends almost their entire life, that and Mr. Choi could be terrifying sometimes.

“I can take care of myself,” y/n argued, refraining herself from stomping her foot like a brat. She was just so tired of both her best friend and her dad’s overprotectiveness. She was 22 years old, not some dumb teenager. She was a grown woman. Y/N didn’t give Yeosang a chance to try and stop her again, disappearing into the sea of costumed college students.

A strobe light flashed, y/n seeing her movements as if they were in slow motion as she glided her hand against the wall down the hallway where a couple was practically fucking against a wall. She blushed and avoided her gaze not in search of Jungwoo at all.

The hallway ended in a large dining area where a pool table sat with various bottles of liquor. The room casted in the dark purple glowing hues of a black light. Y/N pushed through a small throng of people, sifting through the liquor until she found an unopened bottle of tequila. She’d never drank tequila before and found herself curious and daring.

Opening the bottle was harder then expected, y/n having to stop and ask a vampire costumed Choi Jongho to open it for her. The first sip burned her throat and choked her a little. The second sip wasn’t much different but by her fourth, it still burned but she now could handle it, body feeling warm, her nerves she had the second she stepped inside the house gone. She was surprised she hadn’t seen Yunho or Mingi yet, their height should have given them away, especially Mingi’s hair. “Sorry!” She apologized as she bumped right into someone’s hard chest, almost dropping the bottle of tequila.

Y/N took in the tall costumed figure that held her up with a hand on each side of her waist. The stranger was hidden behind a Ghostface mask and black robes. Y/N gasped when the Ghostface stranger’s hands gripped her waist, caging her against the wall, moving her out of the way just as a group of guys came tumbling through the hallway, yelling and falling atop each other. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest, panting at the sudden whiplash and the effects of the alcohol now running through her body.

“You ok?” The voice behind the Ghostface mask sounded oh so familiar but was too muffled by the loud music bumping throughout the house. Y/N watched the stranger as they removed a hand from her waist, reaching up and pulling the mask off.

And fuck her because Jeong Yunho had never looked more hot then at that exact moment.

Yunho had followed her, losing Mingi in the party, he wanted to make sure she was safe, there was a bunch of people at this party and he had noticed Yeosang throwing a fit at Jungwoo who had returned just as y/n took off. He could smell the tequila on her breath, the strobe light flashing, every few seconds giving him light to see the perfect view of her cleavage. “Grab my hand.” He interlocked his hand with hers, not taking his eyes off of her, gripping his mask in his other hand as he guided her out of the crowded dark hallway.

“I don’t see Mingi….” Yunho casted his gaze over dancing bodies, never dropping y/n hand. He looked down at her and quickly shoved his mask into his pocket, snatching the bottle of tequila from her as she went to take another long sip of the alcohol. “I think you’ve had enough.” Yunho didn’t want to make his move on her if she were drunk.

“You,” y/n reached for the bottle, Yunho holding it up out of her reach. “don’t tell me what to do.” She stomped her foot, Yunho smirking at her bratty attitude.

“Here.” Yunho shoved the tequila into the hands of some dude that walked by them, y/n pouting. “That was mine!”

Yunho reached for her hand again, spinning her and pulling her back flushed against his front, hands gripping her waist as he leaned down to speak into her ear over the loud music.

“You lied to us.” His voice, the deep thrum of it, sent a shiver down y/n spine in the best way. “Brat.” He nipped at her neck then.

Y/N had no control over the moan that escaped her and Yunho had no control over his dick getting hard at the beautiful sound and the way her ass was flushed against him.

“Can I take you out of here?” Yunho asked, grazing his lips against her neck. Nothing was going to his and Mingi’s plan. He had no idea where his best friend was but there was no way he was gonna wait on Mingi to show up.

“Please.” Y/N almost sounded as if she were begging him to and Yunho had to refrain from just taking her in one of the rooms in the old frat house. “Come on.” He grabbed her hand and lead her out of the party, the slight chill in the night air nipping at y/n exposed legs.

“GO GO GO GO GO”

Y/N and Yunho both came to a halt, the sight of Lee Seokmin chugging a beer atop a table before jumping onto another table that was on fire. The entire situation was completely outrageous, Seokmin or Dk as most called him, jumped up, his ass now on fire and running with Hoshi behind him, tossing beer at the flame eating at his ass. “Jesus…” Y/N watched them as Yunho snorted, spotting Wooyoung laughing alongside Jongho.

“Your dorm or mine?” Yunho asked. “My roommate is there.” Y/N roommate Karina had come down with a cold and had been resting in their dorm for the last two days knocked out by cold medicine.

“Woo!” Yunho tugged her close, walking over to his roommate. “You coming back late tonight?” It wasn’t exactly a question and one look at y/n beside Yunho, Wooyoung smirked. “Of course.” Wooyoung and Jongho watched Yunho pull coach’s daughter into his side, leading her back towards campus. “Him and Mingi have to be the dumbest players on the team or they just don’t care.”

Wooyoung snickered. “I think it’s a bit of both.”

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The walk back to campus only took them ten minutes and then another five minutes to reach Yunho’s dormitory. Y/N followed him inside his dorm room, eying each side of the room and assuming the bed on the left with the football posters on the wall along with a lone valorant poster and a spiderman plush on the bed above dark blue sheets could only be Yunho’s.

Yunho felt his phone vibrating in his pocket. He pulled the black robes off, leaving him in black sweatpants and a black plain tank top. His phone began vibrating again and y/n watched him pull it from his pocket, smirking when he saw Mingi’s name light up the screen.

“Where are you?” Mingi’s voice yelled, barely audible over the loud music in the background. He hadn’t been able to find Yunho or spot y/n anywhere. “I left.” Yunho answered vaguely deciding to mess with his best friend. “Look I’m about to be very…” his gaze landed on y/n, raking his heated stare down to her legs and then back up to her face where she blushed. “busy. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”

“Yunho.. YUNHO DON’T YOU HANG UP ON ME ARE YOU WITH…”

Yunho ended the call, turning his phone off and sitting it on the desk him and Wooyoung shared.

Y/N bit her bottom lip, the boldness to join him she could assume had come from the alcohol she had drank but she wasn’t drunk just a little buzzed enough to not be so nervous. To not think about consequences. She hadn’t been with anyone since Mingyu and he had been the only person y/n had ever been with.

“Am I going to be busy?” Yunho asked her, slowly walking closer towards her. “Because if I’m not, we could just hangout.” He wasn’t about to push her into anything, he hadn’t had a crush on her since freshman year just to fuck her and dump her.

Y/N waited until his tall frame was right in front of her, her hand reaching to tug at the end of his tank top, admiring the way it fit him and his biceps, not too small and not too big, her gaze settling on his hand that reached for her own. They were so big, the veins prominent. His fingers were so long. “Can I ask you something?” Her voice sounded breathless, loving the way his much bigger hand intertwined with hers, enveloping her own much much smaller one. “Is it true…. that you and Mingi like to share…” she couldn’t finish her entire question as Yunho gripped her chin gently with his other hand making her look up and meet his eyes. “Only if you want us to.”

Fuck! Y/N really really wanted them to but right now she’d certainly just have Yunho. If her dad knew or found out what she was about to do he’d probably blow up. Steam would pour from his ears like in an old cartoon but she didn’t care. She was a grown woman and she was horny.

Yunho felt his dick twitch in his underwear as he watched y/n drop to her knees in front of him. The little fake horns on her head peaking up at him as she reached at the waistband of his sweats, looking up at him through her lashes as she pulled them down his legs. Her eyes widened a little, darkening with lust and need at the sight of his bulge in his underwear. Oh he was big.

Her hands hesitated for a second, looking at Yunho and he nodded, reaching one of his hands down to pull the horns off of her, tossing them onto Wooyoung’s bed. He needed them out of the way. “Go ahead.”

Y/N wasted no more time, dragging his underwear down his legs to pool at his ankles with his sweats. His dick, already hard since the party, was free and y/n could have moaned at the sight. Oh he was really big.

She briefly wondered if Mingi were just as big before reaching her hand up to wrap around him, stretching up to be able to dart her tongue across his tip, swallowing the precum as she brought his tip into her mouth. “Fuck..” Yunho tangled his hand into her hair. “If I get too rough just pinch my leg.

Y/N nodded letting him know she understood, heart beating so fast she thought she might have a heart attack, his words making her clench her thighs together wanting some friction before she gagged as Yunho pushed his full length into her mouth, making her deep throat him and she moaned feeling him heavy on her tongue, tears brimming her eyes as her hands moved to grip his thighs, relaxing her jaw and allowing him to use her.

This had to be the filthiest thing she had ever done. Not that sex with Mingyu had been vanilla but he was never too rough and he certainly didn’t face fuck her. An act that had y/n a moaning mess as Yunho thrusted into her mouth, spit collecting at the corners of her mouth. Her moans and gags making him thrust faster.

Fuck if Yunho knew she was gonna feel this good, Kim Mingyu and Coach be damned, he would have pursued her that first day he saw her. His hand gripped tighter in her hair, pupils blown as he watched her deep throat him, gagging on his length.

He almost felt bad that Mingi was missing out.

Almost.

“Come here” Yunho pulled his dick out of her mouth, y/n breathing heavily, gasping and using a hand to wipe at the tears on her flushed cheeks. She allowed Yunho to help her up, his mouth crashing against hers, tongue darting out to taste himself. He wanted to drop to his own knees and eat her pussy until she was a mess but he had been waiting almost four years for this so decided to save her cumming on his tongue for another time. Because there will certainly be another time.

“I need to be inside you right fucking now.” He panted against her lips and y/n whined, her clit aching, her pussy completely soaked. “Then fucking do it.”

Yunho didn’t have to be told twice. He picked her up, setting her on his bed and yanked the black tank top over his head leaving himself completely naked. Y/N herself was still fully clothed and he couldn’t believe he hadn’t gotten to even touch her yet.

Y/N took in Yunho’s muscles and lean torso and the abs he had gained from years of playing football. He looked so fucking perfect she moaned. “Please take my clothes off?” She practically begged, needing to be just as bare as him. Yunho moved quickly, dragging her shorts down her perfect legs, stopping here and there to leave an open mouth kiss against her. It was him who moaned now at seeing the sopping wet patch on her white cotton panties.

He used one hand to slip inside her aching core, two of his fingers diving easily inside of her from how wet she was. How wet she was for him. Y/N cried out as he finger fucked her all while using his other hand to remove the rest of her clothes, unclasping her bra expertly and then his mouth was pulling one of her perked nipples into his mouth, slipping a third finger inside her, stretching her to be ready for him.

“Look at you…” Yunho pulled his mouth away from her breast “you’re already so fucked out just from my fingers” y/n moaned loudly as he applied pressure to her clit with his thumb still thrusting his fingers inside her, grinning like a mad man when he found her spot, that magnificent little spongey spot deep inside her that had her cling to him and start sobbing as she came, orgasm ripping through her and shaking as clear liquid sprayed Yunho’s arm where he let his fingers to continue to fuck her through it.

“Oh my god you’re a fucking squirter” he said it as if he just discovered the greatest treasure in the world. “I’m… what?” Y/N was breathing heavy, barely catching her breath or understanding what the hell he was so amazed by. “You’ve never squirted before, have you?” OH! If he ever saw Kim Mingyu again he’d have to refrain himself from rubbing it in his face.

Y/N watched Yunho get up and walk over to the desk that sat in the middle the room in front of a curtained window. “Fucking Wooyoung.” He used all the condoms again. “As much as I want nothing more than to fuck you until you’re squirting on my dick right now, I don’t have a condom.” He was gonna kill Wooyoung.

“I’m on the pill.”

Her words caused him to freeze, blinking and brain short circuiting at what she was implying. She was gonna let him fuck her raw. Yunho had never fucked anyone raw before. Never came inside anyone. He was suddenly nervous because he wasn’t sure how long he’d be able to last. “You sure?”

“Please”

He was on her in seconds, maneuvering her to where she was on top of him, gripping her waist and guiding her to help her sink on his length, choked sob leaving y/n as he stretched her and a literal fucking whine leaving Yunho as he felt her so tight and warm and wet around his naked dick.

“Yunho…” y/n moaned his name, needing to move but he was gripping her waist, holding her in place with his eyes closed. “Just give me a minute.” He was trying not to cum like a fucking virgin but the feel of himself balls deep inside her raw was proving to make that difficult.

The moment he opened his eyes, the sight of y/n eager to ride him pulled a guttural moan from him and then he was moving, gripping her waist so hard that it would probably bruise but y/n didn’t care as he lifted his knees to brace himself so he could pound up into her, lewd noises echoing in the room mixed with their moans and y/n cries. “You feel so fucking good…. gonna let me fill you up… watch my cum drip out of you”

“Fuck!” Y/N cried out, his dirty words causing her to clench her walls around him, second orgasm ready to rip through her. She could no longer hold herself up, Yunho sitting up to hold her as she came, clamping around his dick with a vice grip, creaming on him and once again squirting uncontrollably. He lifted her off of him, replacing his dick momentarily with his fingers once again, fucking her fast through her orgasm, the wet slopping sounds something straight from a porno.

“Yunho…. I can’t…” y/n was overstimulated he pulled his hand away and flipping them over, pulling her legs open, wrapping them around his waist as he pushed his dick back inside her, fucking her at a fast pace, his own orgasm so close as y/n was an incoherent mess below him.

He came harder then he thought was possible, painting her white inside, still thrusting, sloppy now, as he buried his face into the crook of her neck, gripping the sheets with his hands, moaning loudly in her ear followed by a whimper as y/n clenched around him, her sensitive and swollen clit being rubbed by his pelvis flushed against her pulling one last orgasm from her.

Yunho was breathing hard, dick still inside her, stopping his cum from leaking out as he lay on her, y/n hands tangled in his hair, playing with the short strands absentmindedly as they both came down from their highs.

Now Yunho really did feel bad for Mingi missing out.

Almost.

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Selfish Waltz ═ chapter six

[ J. YH + S. MG ]

chapter six: guilt

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summary: yunho had been love with y/n since he was sixteen, not mustering up the courage to tell her until seven years later, seven years too late because his best friend just beat him to the punch.

note: reader and the boys are not kpop idols in this

warning: smut, threesome, double penetration, big dick yungi, size kink, just lots of smut

pairings: yunho x female reader, mingi x female reader

genre: smut, friends to lovers, angst, slow burn, romance, polyamory

word count: 3.1k

chapter five

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It was late in the afternoon when Yunho woke up.

He carefully pulled himself away from y/n, grabbing his phone and crawling out of the bed and rubbing the sleep from his eyes. His mouth was dry and his head was pounding. The daylight lit up the apartment from where it shined in from the two big windows in the living room area. He stretched his arms up, yawning as he walked into the kitchen, opening the fridge and grabbing a cold bottle of water.

A few drops trickled down his chin, the bottle crinkling loudly in his grip as the front door of the apartment opened. It was like the world froze. Yunho felt like just running past the person that just walked in and running away.

Mingi was home.

Mingi. He no longer had his dark hair that had grown to his jawline, his hair now practically buzzed and bleached blonde with the faint tint of pink in the mix. A lightning bolt design was trimmed in his left eyebrow. Nails painted black, chipping. “Dude…. Your hair…”

Mingi laughed, sitting his luggage down. “It was pink but I think it’s pretty much all faded now. The underwear line I did is a special for Valentine’s.” He took his coat off, hanging it up and removing his boots.

“You’re early.” Yunho gulped, nervous, terrified actually. “Just in time for Christmas.” Mingi grinned, tomorrow was Christmas, he was originally supposed to come back then but the photoshoot and everything else wrapped up quickly and Mingi was more then eager to get back home. “Y/N still sleeping?” He questioned causing Yunho to jump at the mention of her name. “What?”

Mingi arched a brow at him and his nervous behavior. “You ok?” I fucked your girlfriend. Yunho was frozen, half empty water bottle still gripped tightly in his hand.

“Yunho?” Y/N hoarse voice interrupted them. Hoarse from the way he’d fucked her mouth the night before.

Yunho felt his heart drop to the bottom of his ass. He could still just run out the door.

Mingi looked from Yunho who looked as if he were about to have a panic attack towards his sleepy girlfriend who walked in, rubbing at her eyes in nothing but a shirt that did not belong to him. His eyes narrowed, zoning in on the faintest of markings on her neck that unbeknownst to him came from Yunho’s hand, he might of accidentally choked y/n a little when his orgasm had overcome him and apologized much to her amusement profusely when they had noticed it when they had taken a shower.

When y/n stopped rubbing her eyes, realizing that Yunho wasn’t alone, realizing Mingi was back, she froze much like Yunho had and still was. She blanched at her boyfriend for a second, taking in his new look. Last time he had dyed his hair was in college and Mingi had decided to give Rengoku a run for his fire hair. And fuck did he look good.

Mingi moved past Yunho, reaching to pull y/n to him. Fuck he missed her. Yunho watched them, couldn’t tear his eyes away from the way Mingi’s hand rested gently against her neck, thumb stroking her, ghosting over the mark left from Yunho’s hand. Shit. Yunho had to get out of there. He sat his bottle of water down, quick to dart towards the door as Mingi leaned down, capturing y/n slightly swollen lips into a kiss.

He hastily shoved his shoes on, his phone clutched in his hand after he almost left it on the kitchen table, pulling his coat on over his pajamas and darted out of the apartment, the door slamming shut behind him.

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“Is he ok?” Natty looked at her girlfriend as they both watched Yunho sit frozen in silence on the little loveseat in their apartment after he had showed up, calling Ningning saying he needed somewhere to hide where no one would find him. He showed up face pale, nose and ears red from the cold, it had snowed earlier that morning, freezing in his pajamas as his coat didn’t do much to keep warm on his walk down the four blocks to the girl’s apartment.

“Yunho?” Ningning prodded seeing as how he hadn’t said one word since arriving over an hour ago. “You good there, bud?”

“I slept with her.” The words left him, guilt wrapped around every one. “I slept with her and now Mingi’s back. I…. I fucked up so bad.” He buried his face into his hands. It wouldn’t take long for Mingi to find out. “He’s been my best friend forever and I just betrayed him in the worst way.”

“Didn’t he do the same thing to you technically?” Ningning argued, she hated seeing her new friend looking like a kicked puppy. “Y/N was never mine.” Yunho rubbed a hand down his face, how was he supposed to go back home? What would he say? Surely Mingi had already figured it out. He probably hated him. “Can I stay here tonight?” He gave the two women his puppy eyes, pleading.

“Of course.”

Yunho thanked Ningning, extra thankful he had gained a new friend in both her and Natty. Y/N would love the two girlfriends, she’d be ecstatic having someone other than a bunch of guys to hangout with. He’d have to face her and Mingi tomorrow considering it would be Christmas and Yunho’s parents along with Y/N and Woo’s always held a big dinner and party.

He would have to wait and see when Y/N and Mingi left the apartment before making his way back so he would be able to change out from his pajamas he still had on. If it weren’t Christmas and his mom wouldn’t kill him for not showing up, especially since he hadn’t seen his parents since he left for his internship, Yunho would hide out here at Ningning’s for the foreseeable future.

The girls ordered pizza, dragging Yunho on the floor to join them where they watched old Christmas movies before going to bed. Yunho laid on the couch, staring up at the ceiling as fresh snow fell outside casting a luminous glow through the window. He had lost count on how many missed calls he had from both y/n and Mingi. He refused to even check his messages.

He couldn’t sleep, his thoughts plagued by what he had done the night before. Every time he closed his eyes he saw her. The way she fit him so perfectly. The beautiful moans that sang from her lips absolutely sinful. And the guilt was ever present. Eating him. He couldn’t even blame his actions on being drunk because the moment he garnered the first moan from her he sobered up.

There’s absolutely no way he was getting any sleep.

His thoughts driving him insane, Yunho picked his phone up, the screen blinding him momentarily as it lit up in the darkness.

A notification of a text stared back at him when he unlocked it.

mingi: we need to talk

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“Look at her.” Yunho stood on his knees on the bed in front of Y/N, Mingi behind her, mouth attached to her neck, arms wrapped around her as Yunho gently gripped her chin with one hand, his other between her legs, long index finger pumping in and out of her aching cunt slowly, little moans leaving her. “So fucking perfect.” He practically growled before crashing his lips to hers, the kiss sloppy and messy as Yunho slipped another finger inside her, fucking her with a new fast rhythm that had her clenching around his digits, arms clinging to his shoulders.

“She was fucking made for us.” Mingi pulled back from the mark he had made on her neck, resting his chin on her shoulder as Yunho continued to fuck her with his fingers, adding a third while Mingi reached his own hand down to make quick work of her swollen and sensitive clit.

“Fuck…. please…” y/n was a moaning, incoherent, crying mess between them. “You want more, don’t you?” Mingi’s voice was so deep it rumbled. “Want us both to fill you full…” he met Yunho’s gaze, both of them with darkened eyes, Mingi reaching a hand out to pull Yunho even closer as he continued his relentless fingers inside her pussy, Mingi’s own hand rubbing her clit in a fast pace as he used his free one to pull Yunho into a kiss……

Yunho’s eyes shot open, panting breathlessly.

“Good dream?” Natty arched a brow at him, Yunho staring up at her confused for a moment as sunlight started to leak into the room, he didn’t even remember falling asleep, then his gaze followed hers and his ears turned red in embarrassment.

“What time is it?” He asked, voice groggy as he grabbed the pillow from behind his head and covering up the obvious morning erection he had, avoiding Natty’s amused gaze. “Just after 9:30, Merry Christmas.”

Yunho actually let out a chuckle, the entire situation he had managed to land himself in would be pretty amusing from another perspective.

He had breakfast with the couple and even helped them take the presents and the cake Natty had baked for the Christmas dinner at Liu’s, the man had no idea his daughters roommate was more then just Ningning’s friend.

It was after 5:30, the sky growing darker, the snow finally had stopped falling, blanketing the city in a perfect white Christmas when Yunho was dropped off in front of his apartment building. “You can stay again tonight if you want.” Ningning gave him a reassuring smile before leaving.

His footsteps were slow, he even took the stairs instead of the elevator as he hoped and prayed Mingi and y/n had left for the Christmas party already. His hand hesitated at the door, hovering at the doorknob. “Please be gone.”

“Shit!” He didn’t have his keys, not thinking to grab them when he ran off the day before, and the apartment was locked. Well at least that meant Mingi and y/n weren’t there. But now he was stuck, locked out and he really needed a shower and change of clothes. He was sure to be late now, his mom was gonna kill him.

Yunho grabbed his phone, unlocking it and scrolling through his contacts until he landed on his brother’s name.

Gunho would never let him live this down.

The call rang exactly four times before Yunho’s younger brother answered. “Dude, where are you? It’s almost 6:00 and everyone is already getting here. If you’re late mom is going to kill you!”

“I need your help.”

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Y/N and Wooyoung’s parents new house in the city was fucking huge. Yunho had only been inside once since they moved, last year’s New Year’s party, the long driveway was packed with cars, some fancy that probably belonged to y/n dad lawyer buddies. The house itself was two stories, white Christmas lights lit it up and Yunho could swear you’d see it from space. A big bay window on the second floor stood out with a tree decorated in view.

“Dude, they’re so fucking rich.” Gunho awed at the house. Yunho snorted, adjusting the black dress jacket that was a size too small. The khaki dress pants riding his ass a little. His younger brother’s clothes weren’t exactly fitting him. Gunho might be the same height as Yunho but he wasn’t as broad as his older brother was. The dark hunter green dress shirt, the buttons pulled just a tad tight that Yunho had to reach up and unbutton the top three. He had borrowed his brother’s clothes after rushing back to Gunho’s dorm on campus, taking the quickest shower he ever had before the two brothers rushed back across the city, running late.

“What time is it?” Yunho adjusted the black beanie atop his still damp hair from the shower. “A little after 7:30.” Gunho answered looking at his apple watch as Yunho rang the doorbell. The fancy burgundy door opened to the excited, beaming smile of Wooyoung’s mother. “Boys!” She ushered them inside, sure to give them both hugs. “Yunho, it’s been so long!” She pinched his cheeks, something she had done since he was a kid. “Look how handsome you have gotten and you Gunho!” She turned to the youngest brother as Yunho fidgeted. He didn’t see Mingi or y/n yet.

“Your mother has been fussing about the two of you.” Wooyoung’s mom lead them through the throng of unfamiliar faces in the foyer that held wine glasses in their hands, voices tangled together as they all spoke animatedly towards each other. “Yunho locked himself out the apartment.” Gunho snickered, he had teased him about it the entire drive over. “Where were you? We grew worried when we didn’t see you with y/n and Mingi.”

Yunho gulped at the mention of his two best friends, if he could even call them that anymore, as he snatched a glass of wine off a tray as a waiter walked by. Jesus! Y/N and Woo’s parents really are rich now. “I stayed over a friend’s last night, forgot my keys.” It wasn’t a total lie. “Oh? A girl friend?” Woo’s mom teased him and Yunho was suddenly happy to see the scolding look of his own mother where she stood with her hands on her hips in the dining room. “Jeong Yunho where have you been?”

“Mom,” Yunho gave a boyish, innocent smile as he hugged his mother. “I missed you.”

“And whose fault is that?” She remarked hugging him back. “You leave for six months and then come home early and say nothing to your poor mother for two weeks.” She was guilt tripping him making Gunho laugh at his older brother. “I’ve just been distracted with my new job.” Again, not a total lie.

“Well, starting the new year, both you and your brother will start having Sunday brunch with me.”

“I promise.” Yunho and Gunho replied in unison garnering them a loving smile from their mother.

Yunho snatched his glass of wine back from his brother after handing it to him when hugging his mother, Gunho pouting as he was just about to chug it himself. And that’s when he saw them. They were talking on the other side of the room with Wooyoung and Vernon, not noticing Yunho at all until Yunho’s dad’s voice overshadowed the Christmas music playing throughout the house.

“Son!” Yunho was the striking image of his dad only younger, all the way down to his height and the way his ears would turn red. They saw him then as Yunho peaked over his dad’s shoulder, locking eyes with y/n first. She blushed under his gaze, biting her bottom lip and looked oh so beautiful in the red long sleeved velvet dress that ended perfectly at mid thigh. A black scarf adorned her neck, no doubt to hide the marks left by Yunho.

And beside her, arm wrapped securely around her waist, Mingi stood tall in a black long sleeve dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows and a red velvet tie that matched y/n dress. They looked like the perfect couple and Yunho felt sick. He dared a look at Mingi’s face and gulped seeing him staring right back at him behind his black framed glasses with an unreadable expression on his face.

Yunho chugged down his glass of wine and grabbed another. The attention was taken off of him by Wooyoung’s older brother and his wife showing up. Yunho took the opportunity to slip away, grabbing a third glass of wine and slipping out the back through a sliding door into the backyard where he found Yeosang and Jongho sharing a blunt. “Wooyoung’s mom will kill you if she catches you.”

Jongho and Yeosang jumped in unison, startled by Yunho as he grabbed the blunt from Jongho and walked to sit on the hanging porch swing under the canopy of the large back wrap around porch. The blunt dangled from between his lips as he sat down. Yunho manspread, his glass of wine held in his hand between his legs as he leaned back, the swing moving slightly.

“Puff, puff, pass, dude” Jongho sat beside him with Yeosang standing next to him, leaning against the swing. Yunho took a long drag of the blunt, smoking exhaling through his nose mixed with more smoke accommodating his breath from the cold. Jongho snatched the blunt back from him, the three of them creating a rotation, already high by the time Mingi found them.

“Man, hit this shit!” Jongho had lit a second blunt he had pulled from his suit jacket pocket. Mingi eyed Yunho who avoided his gaze, an empty wine glass on the ground between his feet. It was chilly without his jacket on so Mingi pulled his sleeves down before taking the blunt from Jongho.

Yeosang and Jongho didn’t help them finish it, only staying for a few more hits before drowning themselves in a small bottle of cologne Yeosang pulled from his pocket and disappearing back inside where it was warm.

The silence that enveloped them was thick. Almost suffocating as Mingi sat beside Yunho, passing him the burning blunt.

Yunho didn’t look at him once, eyes casted to the white blanketed yard as they finished the blunt together.

As soon as the blunt got too small, Yunho flicked it into the snow and stood up quickly to go back inside. “Yunho, wait!” Mingi stopped him, reaching out to grab his arm. “We need to talk.”

“Could you hold off for a while? I’m still a little too sober for this conversation.” He sounded as if he were joking but he was completely serious.

“Where did you go?” Mingi sounded as if he were interrogating him. Yunho shrugged, still refusing to meet his eyes. “I stayed at a friend’s house.”

“Do I know them?” Mingi narrowed his eyes at him as Yunho held his own stare on a snow covered bird bath. “Was it Liu’s daughter? Did you fuck her?”

Yunho’s silence and refusal to look at him caused Mingi to snap. “So you fuck my girlfriend and then run off to fuck someone else?”

Yunho finally looked at him and almost flinched at the raging jealousy in Mingi’s heated stare. “She… she told you?” Of course she did. Yunho had known Mingi would find out but he didn’t think y/n would be the one to tell him. Why was he not mad at her too? Why was Yunho the only one being interrogated and accused of fucking someone else.

“Who do you think gave her the idea?”

What? Yunho stared at Mingi at a loss for words.

The fuck did he mean by who does he think gave her the idea?

What the fuck was he talking about?

Yunho was now high, slightly tipsy and utterly fucking confused.

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