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His freshly dyed blue hair drips water onto his exposed collar bones. Clear droplets run down his pale sternum. You walk past him in the bathroom to grab your nail file, deciding to occupy yourself with something. His eyes find yours in the mirror, droopy and shiny with want. An Angel requesting pampering.

"Want me to blow-dry your hair, love?" you ask softly. Not wanting to disturb the peace he's built for himself. It takes him a second before he nods, handing you the hair dryer. Turning the setting to warm and medium, you begin. Lifting the strands with careful hands, making sure to get his scalp dry, then his ends.

He hums when you massage the front of his scalp, smiling at the sensations tingle. It's not long before the midnight blue strands are soft to touch and free of moisture. Putting the dryer back in the drawer, you turn to him. Tucking a strand of hair behind his ear before repeating the action on the other side.

"My pretty boy," you whisper.

The reaction is immediate; he melts with a sigh. Reaching out to grab your fingers, holding them before bringing them to his cheek.

"can—"

He quiets. Closing his eyes before taking a deep breath.

"Need you Noona," he breathes out, as if the need for you is so severe it leaves him breathless.

You aren't one to deny such a sweet boy. Guiding him to the bed hand in hand. You sit against the headboard and move him to sit between your legs. Rubbing up his arms before landing a hand around his neck, giving it a slight squeeze.

He shudders, chills overtaking him at the moment oxygen leaves him. He loves it, loves you. To be touched gently, yet his body reacts harshly with need. Cock chubbing and lungs aching. Oh, how he adores his Noona.

"What would my pretty boy like tonight?" you ask.

He opens his eyes. "You."

A giggle leaves you, "I would hope so, baby."

Smiling, he wraps a hand around your wrist. Guiding it down his chest until you're palming him through his briefs.

"Touch me, Noona, please," he requests quietly.

You pull him closer by the hips. Making it to where he is sideways in your lap. His eyes sparkle, knowing what he's about to get, and it makes him almost want to cry.

Leehan has always loved your tits, making it known the very first time you went on a date with him. Your perverted boy couldn't help eyeing the cleavage that was spilling from your top. So the first time you had sex, you played into his fascination. Letting him suck your nipples as you rocked your hips against him.

He loves it so much that he doesn't like to indulge in it too often because it gets him there so quickly. Makes him feel like a virgin who cums quickly all at the feel of you.

Now that you offer it up to him this way, pulling down your plum lace top until your boobs appear in front of his face, he moans out. Looking up at you with glossy eyes, a plea in his gaze.

"Go ahead, baby. Noona missed you." You encourage.

He eyes your perked nipples before leaning forward, taking one into his mouth. At that exact moment, you pull his cock out. Gripping the length tightly, swiping the tip with your thumb, and bringing your hand back down to the base.

Poor baby whines loudly, sucking with more vigor. Popping off your tit just to lick at your nipple with a messy tongue.

"Oh Noona—Noona…" he cries. Looking up at you as you stroke him, a pout painting his lips.

"its s'good," he voices. Closing his eyes before nodding to himself. Taking your other tit into his mouth with a harsh suck.

"Noona's good boy, making me so happy," you praise. Spitting into your hand to mix with his leaking tip.

His hips begin to rock into your fist, small thrusts turn into hard ones. His teeth graze your buds before he bites them, pulling off with a cry.

"Fuck, Noona i'm gonna cum, Hannie's gonna cum." His eyelashes flutter when he looks at you.

The smile you give him is warm, inviting him to make a mess even if it's only been a few minutes. You're always so good to him, so nice. His Noona is the best, makes everything feel better.

Pulling him up to kiss you, you suck his tongue. Letting your lips wrap around the muscle before pulling away, a string of saliva connects you.

"You look so beautiful like this, baby. So pretty," you whisper against his lips.

"Noona.." he breathes out, leaning in for more of your mouth.

It doesn't take long before white clouds his vision and paints your hand. Deep groans and tiny mewls bounce through the room as you work him through his orgasm. He's so cute, you almost want to overstimulate him.

Maybe next time.

"Love you Noona, s'much." he admits quietly. Snuggling closer to sit fully in your lap. You bring the blanket to cover you both, deciding to clean up in a few.

"Noona loves you more, baby."

At first, you took his silence as a sign that he didn't like you. He never cracked jokes with you, never said more than a greeting, or a few answers to the small number of questions you'd ask, fearing saying more would make his dislike grow.

This stopped being your thinking process when you caught him.

Sometimes the makeup artists have to change in their dressing rooms as well. All of you rushing to keep up with the fast and hectic schedule that the K-pop staff also must follow. You were on time with everything, slipping out of your clothes quickly to do touch-ups when the members came off stage, sweating and out of breath. One staff with a fan in hand and yours with a makeup brush. 

You noticed the lack of Riwoo nearby but didn't have time to dwell on his whereabouts. Jaehyun was smiling at you as you applied his lipstick, a pretty, glossy pink tint. Natural yet pigmented enough to bring out the boy's tan skin. 

“Wondering where Riwoo is?” he teases. You almost ignore him. Giving him a deadpan look before smiling yourself, never one to be too annoyed at his humour. “Maybe, what's it to you? Jealous?” you pick back. He just laughs. A hum escapes him before he falls silent, letting you continue your work. 

You finish his touch-ups, adding highlighter to his cheekbones and the tip of his nose, as well as brown liner to the outer corners of his eyes. He's all set, as are the rest of the members. They can rest for a good while until they are needed again on stage. 

So you take this time to change into your jacket, the chill of the building getting to you. Much to your surprise, Riwoo stands in the staff dressing room near your clothes. 

You wonder how he hasn't heard you entering. Though you realize he’s preoccupied with something. You make a noise so your presence is known.

He panics, dropping what he was holding and spinning around quickly. You eye him before following his gaze down, his scrambling hands rush to pick up what he dropped. 

Red and lacey, cheetah print bow in the front, all the details familiar to a piece of your wardrobe. 

Your panties, to be exact. 

“I didn't mean to!” he rushes to say, breaking the silence that you let sit. 

“So what? They just magically slipped out of my bag and into your hand?” you question. You're amused more than anything; you should feel angry, but something else prys at your nerves. 

Something hot and sticky. 

“Who knew you were such a pervert, Riwoo? Thought you were all smiles and jokes,” you say. Walking closer to him, he doesn't look up, too ashamed to be caught doing something so gross. 

Little does he know that very fact is what is turning you on, making you excited. He’s going to be such a pretty thing to play with. 

You corner him back against the wall, sticking your chest out to press against his. The softness of your boobs makes his head turn, fighting his urge to look down at where they rest on him. The feeling was enough to make him want the fabric of your shirt to be off. Your skin against his. 

“Do you smell any girls' panties? You a pervert like that?” he shakes his head earnestly. 

“No, just– just wanted to try yours,” he answers honestly. Licking his lips when you get closer to his face, watch him as he speaks. 

You hum, eyeing him up and down before noticing where he's hard under his jeans. Bulge sitting tight under the denim.

“You're so nasty, Riwoo, you're getting off on this? On being caught being disgusting?” You palm over his cock, smiling when he hisses. His hands are jittery from where they move to grab you, but go back to lie by his sides.

“Good boy, don't touch unless I say so,” you praise.

You undo his studded belt buckle and watch as the oversized pants slip right down, leaving him exposed and ready to be eaten. He tries to cover himself, feeling shy in the open room, and under your eyes that are watching him like a predator catching prey. But you don't give him that chance, holding his hands back with a tch. 

“Be good,” you chide. He whines. Apprehensive about being exposed but feeling so good at the same time. Slutty Riwoo loves to feel humiliated under your gaze; he thinks it burns his skin just right. Tingles like needles poking him until he brims with euphoria just from your presence, that's how much you affect him. 

Pulling his cock out from his underwear, leaving his messy tip to the chill of the room. You grab the panties from his hands, rubbing them across his neck slowly, dragging the dainty material along the veins that pop from where he tries to keep his composure. 

“Smell 'em, take a deep breath, baby.” You hold the material to his nose, and he does. 

Taking a deep breath to where your pussy sat in them moments ago. His eyes flutter shut, groaning at having your pussy in some way. Even if just through smell. His hips buck up into your hand. You continue stroking his cock, pretty red tip almost matching the color of the panties he sniffs grossly.

He moans when you drop down to your knees. The imagery is enough to get him closer to that spot in his mind that's all white and fuzzy. You kiss his tip, smearing the precum against your lips. Happy when more leaks out almost immediately. 

So cute, Riwoo is so cute. 

You kitten lick at the tip, not moving down to his base, wanting him to ask for it, request more.

“Can you–” he stutters out, not being able to finish. A choked moan interrupts his words. You take him into your mouth without warning, hollowing your cheeks to have a tight grip on the cock that fits perfectly in your mouth. Riwoo isn't too big, isn't too small. Such a perfect cock for a perfect boy. 

You slide up and down, moving your head to a rhythm that makes his hands twitch. You notice. Seeing his need makes you hungry for his depravity, wanting to see him lose himself to a simple blowjob. 

“You can push on me, baby, go ahead,” he whimpers at the permission. Placing his hand gently on the back of your head before pushing you down onto his cock deeper, wanting to feel your throat sit around him snugly. You swallow when he hits it, making his hips jerk up, causing you to gag slightly. It's so good, your eyes flutter shut, and you let him fuck your mouth as much as he desires.

“Fuck, fuck..” he whispers, voice high and meek, shyly talking himself through the pleasure. 

“So…so good, please.”

You stuff the panties inside his mouth to quiet him. Your taste spread along his taste buds, your scent so close to his nose. It makes him no, it fills him with a need to have you on his face right now.

Maybe another time. He hopes there's another time. 

His cock twitches continuously, signaling his oncoming orgasm. You take him out of your mouth with a giggle. “So close so soon, woo?” You tease. He nods, pouting his bitten lips cutely. Poor baby is feeling so good, all from you, all from where you take him.

He gets closer as you continue stroking him, your glide smooth and wet. He's leaking so much that it's easy for him fuck your fist. His tiny hips rock into where your first forms a “‘o’. 

“Wanna cum in em baby? Want to make 'em messy?” you ask. You take the panties from his mouth and wrap them around his heavy cock, swollen hard with the lust that makes him feel helpless. 

He nods, eyes lidded and head propped down against his chest. Everything gets him to that spot. The fact that someone could walk in, you both could get caught. You could lose your job.

But you dont seem to mind, only worried about making him cum, and marking his pretty thighs with bites as his makeup gets ruined from the tears he lets line his eyes. Good thing you know how to fix makeup. 

Also, the fact that you, his long-time crush, someone he's only dreamed of touching and having this way, is all over him. Covering his senses, his cock, sating his hunger. It all gets him to that spot that makes his eyes roll back. 

You whisper praises as his cock pulses, twitching as he cums messily, spurting milky white against your pretty panties. The panties that are now mixed with your pussy and his spit. 

Fuck, Riwoo wants you so bad. Needs more than this. 

“Good job, baby, just like that. Let it all out for me,” you suck on his tip softly through his orgasm. Making it feel even better than just having your hand. He shakes his head soon; overstimulation eats at him. He doesn't want you to stop. Doesn't want this to end. But his cock is so sensitive. 

You get up from kneeling, grab his pants, and pull them up with you. You buckle his belt with a kiss to his cheek. 

“Maybe some pretty pink panties will be in there next time for you,” you whisper into his ear. Checking the time before walking away. 

“See you later, pretty woo.”

God, he's down bad, cock already stirring again.

“no one wants you to kiss my girlfriend,” ej argued. “especially not me or her.”

“come on already,” yuma whined. “either kiss or don’t—i’m getting bored.”

nicholas looked over at you. you looked at ej, ej looked back at you, and then you looked back to nicholas.

“oh my god,” ej huffed. “you can kiss her cheek, but that’s the most you’re getting.”

you let out the sigh you’d been holding in, relieved that ej made the decision for you because you weren’t sure what you were supposed to do.

so, nicholas crawled over across the circle to you, tilted your head to the side and planted a warm, soft kiss on your cheek, lingering slightly longer than he should’ve.

ej rolled his eyes, shaking his head in disapproval—not at you, but at his own best friend.

the game carried on, and proved quite entertaining as you got to watch many of ej and your friends share a kiss.

and then it was ej’s turn to spin.

of course, out of all the people it could’ve landed on, it landed on nicholas.

“wow, i’m pretty lucky today,” nicholas said with a glint in his eyes, a smile on his typically serious face. “tell me i get more than just your cheek.”

“you’re such a freak,” ej responded, and then he looked over at you. “it’s not up to me, though. it’s whatever y/n is comfortable with.”

your breath caught in your throat. everyone in the circle was looking at you now. it was all up to you whether or not you were okay with nicholas kissing your boyfriend.

you knew it was just a stupid party game. it wasn’t a big deal, and you knew how ej and nicholas liked to joke around and flirt sometimes. this was nothing. it was just a kiss.

“you can kiss,” you said, leaning back on your palms with a smirk. “just make sure to put on a show.”

“you’re a freak, too,” ej said to you jokingly, before turning back to nicholas.

the circle watched with anticipation as nicholas crawled across the floor yet again, then sank to his knees once he was in front of ej.

you watched carefully as nicholas brought his hands up to cup your boyfriends face, tilting his head up. ej gazed up into nicholas’s eyes, his expression completely serious. in fact, both of them looked far too serious for just a dumb party game.

their faces were getting closer and closer, their lips just an inch away. and then they were pressed together—nicholas cradling ej’s face in his large hands, their lips moving fluidly against each other.

you gulped, feeling your face start to warm. it seemed like they were actually into it, like they’d forgotten where they were and what they were doing, that it was just a game of spin the bottle. they seemed to have forgotten that people were watching them.

they weren’t even kissing anymore, but entirely making out. you swore you even saw a glimpse of one of their tongues for just a second, and it made your breath hitch in your throat.

“jesus, you guys,” yudai spoke up, laughing. “you can quit now.”

nicholas pulled back, lips glistening with your boyfriends saliva. ej stared up at him, a glimmer of something in his eye that you couldn’t make out.

if you weren’t euijoo’s girlfriend, you would’ve thought they were the ones dating. you felt like by just sitting there, you were interrupting something.

the circle fell silent—an awkward silence. nicholas cleared his throat, then shuffled back to his spot in the circle.

“um,” ej spoke, avoiding eye contact with anyone. “i don’t really wanna play anymore.”

you noticed he had his hands awkwardly positioned over his lap, and when he saw you noticed, he pulled his knees into his chest.

“me neither,” nicholas said. “i’ve kissed enough people.”

they met each others eyes from across the circle, then quickly tore their gazes apart.

“let’s go get another drink,” you suggested, trying to intercept and break the tension.

“yes!” ej agreed, hoisting himself up. “that’s a great idea.”

together, you two found your way through other party goers, into the kitchen. ej was quick to pour himself a hefty cup of liquor.

he took a long sip, then placed his cup on the counter and turned to you.

“i’m so sorry,” he said. “i don’t know what happened. i mean—i didn’t think he was gonna kiss me like that, and then it just kept going and we’ve both had too much to drink, and—”

suddenly, ej stopped talking, his gaze falling just past you, and he gulped.

you frowned, turning around to see what it was that had captured his attention. of course, it was nicholas, leaning in the doorway.

“that was hot,” he said, walking over to you two.

“shut up,” ej scolded.

nicholas chuckled, taking a sip from his red cup.

“well, y/n thought it was hot, too,” he said, motioning over to you. your eyes widened. “i saw the way you were watching us.”

ej’s eyebrows furrowed even further together, glancing over at you. both of them, with equally intimidating stares, were facing you, waiting for you to admit it or defend yourself.

what were you supposed to say? would ej get mad if you admitted that you did think it was kind of hot watching him make out with his best friend? would he think you were weird?

“i-i—”

you were sputtering out nonsense, still fighting a battle as to whether you wanted to defend yourself or admit the truth.

luckily, nicholas was there to do it for you.

“look at her,” he said with a laugh. “it’s obvious she liked what she saw. we’ll do it again for you, if you want.”

“no, we won’t,” euijoo interjected with a scoff.

and then, just for a split second, he saw it. on your face, a flash of disappointment. it was unconscious even to you, but it seemed like deep down, you were a bit disappointed that he wasn’t interested in recreating the show you’d seen just a few minutes earlier.

“wait a minute,” he said. “you actually liked it?”

“i-i mean, i don’t know,” you answered, struggling to meet either of their eyes.

“tell me, baby,” ej pried. “just tell me the truth. i won’t be upset.”

your face was pulsating, your cheeks red. it took you a minute to muster up the strength to give him the true answer.

“yeah,” you finally admitted. “i liked it.”

you glanced up at them for just a moment to see them exchanging some kind of look. you didn’t know what it meant. all you knew was that nicholas was smirking at euijoo, a mischievous little grin.

“you know,” nicholas said, setting his cup down, “i think we should get out of here.”

-

the three of you left the party together and ended up back at yours and ej’s apartment.

it was awkward, admittedly, sitting on the couch in between the two men. none of you quite knew what to say, and the silence was deafening.

of course, it was nicholas who eventually broke the silence.

“so, should we get it started?” he asked.

“get what started?” euijoo asked, already annoyed.

“you know,” nicholas replied. “your girl wants a show. let’s give her one. and now that we’re all alone, she can join in on the fun.”

euijoo glanced down at you, scanning your face, looking for the assurance that you wanted to keep going.

“you really wanna do this?” he asked you.

“if you do, i do,” you affirmed.

he took a deep breath, glancing from you over to nicholas.

then, finally, “fine. let’s go to the bedroom.”

although it wasn’t his apartment, nicholas led the way down the hall to the bedroom, practically skipping with excitement.

you and euijoo followed, and within a few seconds, the three of you were on the bed.

you were laying back against the pillows, while euijoo and nicholas sat beside each other down at the end of the bed where your feet were.

“did you like kissing me earlier?” nicholas asked, eyes trailing ej up and down.

“it was…” euijoo trailed off, searching for the right word. “fine.”

nicholas scoffed, offended.

“it was better than fine and you know it,” he replied.

you sat up on your elbows, hardly sparing a blink as you watched their faces get closer and closer to each other.

“i wasn’t thinking straight,” ej said. “it’s hard to remember.”

nicholas hummed.

“then let me remind you.”

he grabbed euijoo’s face in one of his large hands, rings probably cold on euijoo’s skin, and then joined their lips together.

you watched in awe at the way their lips seems to just melt into each other’s, how it seemed so natural the way they kissed, like they’d been doing it for years.

after a moment, ej brought his hand up and wrapped it around the back of nicholas’s neck, pulling him in even closer. at that, nicholas moaned into ej’s mouth.

you caught a sliver of one of their tongues entering the other one’s mouth, unable to figure out who’s was who’s. but then it became a battle of both their tongues, rubbing and intertwining with each other.

you squeezed your legs together, already feeing yourself getting worked up just from the sight of them kissing. all you wanted to do was to somehow get between them, to be in on their messy makeout.

euijoo pulled back a bit, glancing over at you to check on you and gauge how you were taking it so far. your eyes were blown out wide, lips glossy from how many times you’d licked them in the past few minutes.

“still doing okay?” he asked you, his torso pressed against nicholas’s.

“are you kidding?” nicholas said with a laugh. “look at her. she’s better than okay.”

ej noticed it but didn’t want to say anything so he didn’t embarrass you. it was obvious that them making out had made your horny, though. your thighs pressed together and your bright red cheeks were evidence enough.

he smiled a little.

“you can touch yourself if you want,” he offered.

that was all he said before he faced nicholas again and pressed their lips back together. you released a drawn out sigh, watching your boyfriend and his best friend devour each other.

you wanted to touch yourself, you really did, but it was nerve wracking to think about doing so in front of nicholas. he’d never see you in that kind of way, and you weren’t sure what he’d think.

regardless, he was occupied in something—someone—else, so you took the opportunity to slowly slide your hand down your body and into your pants.

straight past your panties, your fingertips brushed over your clit. you gasped, feeling how wet you already were, staring to rub the puffy bud in little circles.

nicholas’s hands trailed down euijoo’s body, desperately rubbing up and down his sides, pushing the fabric of his t-shirt up until it was bunched up around his shoulders. they pulled apart for a moment so ej could lose the shirt entirely.

nicholas’s eyes drank in the sight of ej’s bare torso, his hands gripping and rubbing your boyfriend’s supple skin.

“fuck, look at your little fucking waist,” nicholas practically growled against ej’s mouth. “you’re so sexy, juju.”

ej smiled and leaned back in, pressing his now bare torso against nicho’s as their lips intertwined once again. nicholas held ej’s waist as he slid his tongue back into his mouth, rubbing it against ej’s.

you couldn’t help the moan that escaped your lips, your fingers gliding further down your soaked pussy. you dragged them down your folds and back up, spreading your arousal and staring at the two men unashamed, biting your lower lip.

ej pulled back from the kiss to look over at you again.

“why don’t you take some clothes off, baby?” he suggested in that sickeningly sweet voice of his.

you immediately obliged, sliding your hand out of your pants to take your shirt and bra off, all while maintaining deep eye contact with him. you almost didn’t notice nicholas stripping as well, revealing his toned abdomen.

you unbuttoned your pants and got rid of them, left in nothing but your drenched underwear. both of the men eyed you hungrily, but ej was the first to make a move. he detached himself from nicholas and made his way up the bed over to you, finally kissing you instead.

you tangled your fingers in caramel-colored hair, moaning into his mouth. he kissed you slowly, sweetly, carefully, and you wondered if it was the same way he kissed nicholas.

meanwhile, nicholas rid himself of his pants, left in nothing but his boxers. he stared as you and ej kissed, watched the way your legs quivered and spread. there was a patch of wetness on your thin panties, and it had nicholas’s cock twitching.

“do you want him to touch you?” ej asked, briefly pulling back from your lips.

you glanced over at nicholas, feeling a wave of insecurity and intimidation wash over you at the way he was staring with that hard look on his face.

“i-i—”

“he won’t bite,” ej assured you, glancing behind his shoulder at nicholas. “even if it looks like he will.”

nicholas fixed his expression, trying his best to look less threatening for your sake.

“you’re soaked,” he commented, inching his way over to you and euijoo. “let me take these off you, yeah?”

silently, you nodded, gasping when his cold, ringed fingers hooked into the waistband of your panties and slid them down your legs. you tried not to think too hard about it—the fact that you were now completely naked in front of your boyfriend’s best friend, your bare cunt on full display for him.

sensing your horror, ej leaned back in and kissed you, distracting you from your embarrassment.

you gasped into his mouth when you felt nicholas’s fingers swipe up the length of your pussy, gathering your excess of arousal. he spread the wetness around, and his fingers prodded at your entrance. just when you thought he was going to slide them in, he dragged them back up and pressed down on your clit instead.

you whimpered into ej’s mouth, humping your hips up into the air desperately. it made nicholas chuckle, and only aggravated you.

“she’s so sensitive,” he mumbled, slowly circling your clit with his middle and ring fingers. “you’re just as fun to play with as ej.”

ej hummed before he pulled apart from your lips, glancing down at where nicholas’s hand was rubbing you.

“don’t tease her,” he scolded. “she’s been good, you can fuck her with your fingers.”

you gulped, surprised to see your boyfriend take such authority when he was normally more submissive leaning. even nicholas looked surprised for a moment to be told what to do, but nonetheless, he obliged.

slowly and gently, he slid his fingers inside your pussy, getting you nice and stretched out. you cried out, gripping the bedsheet as your walls clamped around his slender fingers.

“fuck,” nicholas mumbled. “she’s so warm ‘n wet.”

ej began peppering kisses down your jawline and to your neck, and you felt like you were in heaven. the soft suction of his lips on your neck and nicholas’s lengthy fingers pumping in and out of you was euphoric. you didn’t think it could get better until you felt another hand on your pussy—euijoo’s.

while nicholas was finger fucking you, ej began to slowly rub your clit in circles, and your eyes rolled back into your head.

“oh my god,” you moaned, not even knowing what to do with yourself because it felt so good.

“is that good, baby?” ej asked you.

“yes, euijoo,” you choked out, clenching around nicho’s fingers. “it’s so fucking good.”

he smiled against your neck, continuing to kiss his way down until he made it to your chest. he wrapped his lips around one of your erect nipples and began suckling softly on the bud, eyes fluttering shut in pleasure and relaxation.

you couldn’t believe this was happening—you had two of the sexiest men you’d ever seen in your life pleasing you at the same exact time. ej rubbing your clit and sucking your nipples, and nicholas fingering you so deep that you were practically wetting the bed with your arousal.

suddenly, taking advantage of the fact that your lips were free now, nicholas brought his face to yours and kissed you—for real this time. his lips on yours and the way he kissed you was nothing like the way ej kissed you. nicholas was rougher, more intense. his tongue found its way into your mouth quickly, and you had to match his pace, so you rubbed your own tongue against his, exchanging saliva.

you moaned into his mouth, your fingers tugging on ej’s hair as he tugged your nipple between his teeth. you were practically riding both their hands, inching yourself closer and closer to your high. you needed it desperately, and you couldn’t hide it from them.

“you gonna cum, baby?” ej asked, gliding his tongue around your nipple.

all you could do was nod into nicholas’s mouth, unable to speak even if you weren’t kissing him. he plunged his fingers as deep as they could go inside of you, and your legs clamped around both their hands.

“fuck!” you yelped, breaking apart from the kiss. “shit, nghhh—i’m cumming!”

you threw your head back, releasing a strained moan as your climax washed over you. you tugged your boyfriends hair, tightening around their fingers as the knot in your stomach undid itself.

“fuck, that’s it,” nicholas cooed, watching the way your legs twitched as you started to come down. “so fucking pretty when you cum.”

he pulled his fingers out of you, and ej detached from your nipple. they were both sat on either side of you, looking down at you. ej carefully caressed your tummy, lulling you back down from the intensity of your orgasm.

“you’re so hard,” nicholas suddenly said, motioning to ej’s cock, straining obviously in his pants.

suddenly, nicholas was reaching over you to plant his palm against ej’s covered length, feeling it pulsate under his hand.

“fuck,” ej hissed, instinctively jutting his hips forward, pressing his cock further into nicho’s grasp.

nicholas smirked at his best friend’s reaction, squeezing ej’s length over the fabric of his sweatpants. he dragged his hand back and forth, but when he decided that wasn’t enough, he tugged on the waistband and tugged them down enough for ej’s length to spring free.

at the sight of your boyfriend’s dick drooling with pre cum, you eagerly sat up on your knees and positioned yourself in front of him. ej looked down at you tenderly, bringing his hand to the back of your head to guide your mouth onto his length.

you took him well like you always did, kitten licking up the precum from his tip before taking the rest of his length into your mouth.

ej sighed in pleasure, dropping his head back. you glanced up, only to find nicholas leaning forward and planting a firm kiss to ej’s neck.

“fuck,” ej groaned, bringing his other hand to the back of nicho’s neck.

it was hard to keep your eyes open with the tip of his long cock gagging you when it hit the back of your throat every few seconds, but you refused to miss what was occurring in front of you. nicholas sucking hickeys into ej’s neck was a beautiful sight, and you could feel yourself getting worked up all over again.

and it only got better when you watched ej’s hand carefully drag down the front of nicho’s torso, stopping at the waistband of his boxers. they made eye contact, seemingly exchanging information telepathically, and then ej was slipping his hand into the other’s boxers.

“oh shit,” nicholas moaned as ej began stroking him slowly. “fuck—that’s good.”

you watched the bump of ej’s hand moving in nicholas’s boxers, so entranced by the sight that you found yourself slacking on the blowjob you were giving.

“mmm, keep going, baby,” ej urged, drawing you back in with that coaxing voice of his.

you turned your attention back to him, pushing him as deep into your throat as you could go. you clenched your eyes shut in discomfort, hollowing out your cheeks.

you deep-throated him for a few minutes before he let you up for a much needed breather. when your eyes reopened, you found that nicholas’s boxers were to his knees and ej’s hand was pumping his thick cock in a rapid motion.

again, you sat back and watched in awe. the chemistry they had, the way they both seemed to know what the other one liked, left you dumbfounded. you truly began to question if this wasn’t the first time they’d done something like this with each other.

“f-fuck, euijoo,” nicholas grunted, grabbing ej’s wrist. “slow down, i’m close.”

“finish him off,” ej suddenly said to you, and your eyes widened.

“what about you?” you asked, glancing over at his long cock, standing straight up against his abs from how hard he was.

“don’t worry about me right now,” he retorted. “wanna see you take nicho, okay? wanna see you swallow everything he gives you. can you do that, pretty girl?”

you gulped with nerves, but nodded nonetheless. it was always hard to say no to ej, not that you wanted to.

you sat yourself on your knees in front of nicholas, face to face with his cock. a long vein ran all the way up from the bottom to the top, and so you traced it with your tongue before wrapping your lips around his bulbous tip.

“holy shit,” nicholas moaned, his hand finding the back of your head—not to push you, but to keep it firmly rested there. “that’s it, that’s a good girl.”

his words practically made you purr, your pussy nearly dripping onto the bed. you were so horny despite having cum all ready, but you needed more.

luckily, your boyfriend sensed that. before you knew it, ej was spreading your legs and positioning himself between them. and then, from the back, he licked a firm, electrifying stripe up from your hole to your clit, a lick so pleasurable that you whimpered around nicholas’s cock, jolting in delight.

“oh, yeah,” nicholas muttered. “fuck—is that good? you like getting your pussy eaten while you’re sucking me off?”

you eagerly nodded your head, your mouth stuffed too full to speak. although, you figured that even if your mouth wasn’t full, you still wouldn’t have been able to say anything. you were so fucked out, already dumb and you hadn’t even gotten fucked yet.

ej drank your arousal and licked your pussy up and down, circling the tip of his tongue against your puffy clit. you didn’t know what to do with your hands, so you opted for planting them on nicholas’s sharp hips, which gave you the leverage to suck him even deeper into your mouth.

your moans vibrated around his length, and he fucked his hips forward, making you gag when he hit the back of your throat.

“‘m fucking close,” he warned, tugging on your strands of hair.

you blinked up at him, your cunt tightening around euijoo’s tongue in excitement. just the thought of nicholas cumming was enough to make you feel like you could cum soon too.

he fucked his cock in and out of your throat a couple of more times before tensing, and then you felt the first string of hot, salty cum, hitting your tongue. you swallowed it and continued to do so with the ropes of it that followed, giving both him and ej what they wanted.

and nicholas looked so good when he came—his face scrunched up, releasing an array of beautiful sounds, abs tight and glistening with sweat—that suddenly, you felt like you were going to release all over euijoo’s face.

“e-ej!” you cried out, pushing your hips back into his face. “oh god, right there!”

his tongue rapidly flicked up and down, and suddenly, you, too, were cumming. you released all over his face, drenching him with your wetness, and he slurped it all up, licking your cunt clean.

you collapsed flat on your back against the bed when you were done cumming, looking up at the two men tiredly.

“wake up,” euijoo said, spreading your legs and making room for himself between them. “i haven’t cum yet, baby.”

your body was pliant from you sleepy you were, making it easy for nicholas to pick you up and place you on his lap, your back pressed to his sweaty chest. you put your feet on the tops of his thighs, spreading your legs and revealing your glistening pussy to ej.

you leaned back against nicho’s chest, steadying your breathing as ej lined himself up and nudged in until just his tip was inside you. with how wet you were, it wasn’t going to be hard for him to get you adjusted to his size.

as he slid inch by inch, nicholas wrapped one hand around your waist and brought it down to rub your clit. he used the other one to slide up your stomach and land on your breast, tweaking your hard nipple.

you felt like you were on another dimension, sandwiched between these two men, both of them stimulating every part of you. you felt so good, you couldn’t even do or say anything except lay there and take what they were giving you.

ej bottomed out and was quick to start thrusting, fucking you at a consistent pace from the start.

“is it good, baby?” nicholas asked in your ear, kissing just below it. “use your words.”

“it’s so f-fucking good,” you cried out, your body rocking back into his chest every time ej thrusted into you.

“you’re so pretty,” ej whispered, leaning forward to peck you on the lips. “such a sweet thing letting us play with you like this.”

you turned your head to the side and met nicholas’s lips, letting him snake his tongue into your mouth. you rubbed your tongues together, moaning pathetically and tiredly as ej fucked you hard and deep, his tip quickly finding your g-spot.

“mmmmph, oh my god,” you mumbled against nicholas’s mouth. “it feels so good.”

“i know,” nicholas cooed, pinching your nipples between his fingers. “i know.”

ej stared down at you in awe, perched on his best friend’s lap, making out with him. it was such an outrageously hot sight that he wanted to take a picture, and that way he’d never forget it.

but he was too close. he couldn’t think about stopping now, not when his orgasm was rapidly approaching. you could tell, too, based on his hips were moving fluidly, his thrusting losing its rhythm.

“cum again for me,” he commanded.

you looked up at him with big, watery eyes.

“can’t,” you whimpered out.

“hey, yes you can,” nicholas cooed, pressing his fingers firmly onto your clit. “you can do it. be good and cum for us, okay?”

you tossed your head back against his shoulder, and ej couldn’t resist. with your neck exposed like that, he felt like a magnet the way his hand immediately reached out to wrap around it. he squeezed just slightly, applying only a touch of pressure, but he knew it was just what you needed to get you to the brink of orgasm.

you clenched around him, legs shaking and threatening to close, but he kept them open. he thrusted, once, twice, three more times and then abruptly stopped, buried to the hilt inside of you.

you came with a silent, choked moan, your entire body twitching in nicholas’s lap. ej stuffed you full with his warm, sticky load, panting like he’d just run a marathon.

he slowly thrusted, riding and milking out both your orgasms, fucking his cum deep inside of you, where it belonged.

you were a mess. all three of you were, but you especially because—and you hadn’t realized it—but nicholas had cum against just from his cock rubbing against your back a few times. you were covered in cum from the inside out.

ej pulled out and helped you off nicholas’s lap. the three of your lay beside each other, practically melting into the sheets.

for a good ten minutes, there was silence. you were dozing off and only awakened when you felt a wetness on your skin.

you opened your eyes and realized the wetness was from ej wiping you off with a damp towel.

“you okay?” he asked, leaning down to kiss you softly on the forehead.

“mmm, yeah,” you answered tiredly.

nicholas was off the bed now, cleaning himself off and redressing. you realized, even in your tired state, that you didn’t want him to go. you didn’t like how neither them were laying beside you anymore.

“wait,” you called out weakly, getting nicholas’s attention. “can you guys just…get back in bed? can we just go to sleep together?”

ej and nicholas exchanged a glance.

“both of us?” nicholas asked.

“yeah,” you said. “if that’s okay.”

nicholas, who’d just put his shirt back on, immediately took it back off and crawled back into bed with you.

“more than okay,” he assured, kissing your cheek.

ej chuckled and climbed back into bed on the other side of you, pulling you into his chest.

“i could get used to this,” you mumbled, closing your eyes.

and you could. you felt safe with both men there on either side of you. you thought that you didn’t want this to be just a one time thing.

“yeah,” ej agreed. “me too.”