pick your poison

“this is childish. what are we, in high school?” you give each of your roommates a pointed look, trying to convey just how much you oppose the idea of the game.

yes, these are your roommates, the people you literally live with, and your bond goes beyond usual roommate bounds, but you’re not exactly sure about inevitably spilling all your dirty little secrets to them.

the three of them stare back, unfazed, eyebrows raised in equal challenge. 

“that’s the point! it’s fun because it’s childish,” jaehyun reasons, shot glass in hand while he pours vodka into it. he turns to you fully, handing you the liquor.

“bottoms up, sweetheart,” he says. 

you cringe at the nickname but take the shot glass, anyway. you down the drink in one graceful swoop, your face crumpling as the liquid slithers down your throat. your two other roommates whoop in celebration, and despite it all, you feel yourself relax as the warmth of the vodka spreads from your stomach to your limbs.

jungwon and euijoo throw their own heads back as they take their shots, and you muster up everything in you to stop yourself from staring at the bobbing of their throats.

you hand the glass back to jaehyun. he fills it up once more, pouring to the brim.

“now this is for the fun part,’ jaehyun teases, winking at you playfully. 

“i told you, i don’t want to play,” you reiterate. 

“boring,” jungwon quips from across you, grinning when you narrow your eyes at him.

“just one round,” euijoo encourages from your left, peering into your face and smiling sweetly.

you feel your stomach flip, and given your history of not being able to say no to euijoo, you can’t help but let his words get to you. you roll your eyes, sighing, though euijoo knows this is just code for ‘fine, but only because you said so.’

euijoo just knew you like that. 

and euijoo could just get you like that.

he leans over and bumps your shoulder with his and you feel your face flare up with heat. 

“you’re all gonna gang up on me anyway,” you pout. this earns a conspiratorial chuckle from jungwon.

“then at least you know what you’re in for,” jungwon reasons. 

you brandish your middle finger up at him, to which he blows you a kiss in retaliation while jaehyun swats your hand down. 

you should be irritated, annoyed, hassled—whatever other word describes the negative feeling that you ought to be getting from being teased around like this. but you just can’t. for all their shenanigans, your roommates are some of the only people who could get away with being like this with you.

in hindsight, and historically speaking, it probably isn’t healthy, and it definitely isn’t advised to develop feelings for your roommate, but here you are. 

crushing on all of your roommates.

you’re not sure when it started, but you try to rationalize it by telling yourself that living with three guys in their early twenties was bound to create some complicated feelings eventually. 

sure, let’s go with that.

“relax, ______, it’s just ‘never have i ever’,” jaehyun croons, pushing the shot glass into yor hand. you take it, eyeing it warily. 

if euijoo was the sweet one, then myung jaehyun was the pain in your ass. 

“it’s never just ‘never have i ever’ when it comes to you,” you counter. “you always have some ulterior motive behind these games of yours.”

jaehyun splutters, eyes widening as he throws his hands up as if in surrender. 

“i’ve never been so offended in my life,” he complains.

“can we just start the game so we can actually start drinking?” jungwon’s voice cuts over the bickering. a finger presses against his temple, his eyebrows pinched together as he stares at you and jaehyun.

“okay, i’ll start,” euijoo jumps right in, and you barely have any time to blink, let alone register what’s happening.

“never have i ever performed oral sex in public.”

“why are we jumping into the sex stuff already?” you demand, a look of alarm settling on your face as you turn to euijoo.

euijoo shrugs, running a hand over his tired eyes. “i don’t know, ______. i’m kinda tipsy already, you know, so why not?”

you swallow, pretending that the lazy drawl in his voice doesn’t do something to you.

with a disbelieving huff, you take the shot glass from the floor in front of you and gulp down its contents in two swallows. you meet jungwon’s eyes as you finish, his drink gone as well as he sets his own glass down. 

“okay, ______. we need details,” jaehyun urges, nudging your knee with his foot. you smack him hard on the thigh. 

“that’s not part of the rules,” you deflect, snickering when you’re rewarded with a loud yelp from jaehyun. “besides, you want me to believe that you haven’t given anyone head in public?”

jaehyun shrugs, rubbing the spot where you hit him. “i haven’t given anyone head in public. receiving it though…”

euijoo and jaehyun make eye contact, and as if on cue, the two reach forward to dap each other up. 

“i know what you mean, brother,” euijoo quips, a shit-eating grin spreading on his face.

“you?” you turn accusingly to euijoo. “really?”

euijoo schools his expression into one of innocence. “what? you think i don’t mess around?”

you pause, the implication clear in his statement. the thought of euijoo—your kind, soft-hearted, considerate roommate—going around hooking up with people sends a strange feeling creeping up your spine. not that he can’t be kind and hook up at the same time; his disposition has nothing to do with his actual sex life. 

it’s the images that come to your head that give you pause. 

his hand running up someone’s thigh. his lips ghosting over someone’s neck. his hips slamming against—

you blink, willing yourself back to earth lest you completely lose yourself in your thoughts. 

“your turn,” jaehyun points out as he refills everyone’s shots. you blink again, your brain taking a few seconds to catch up.

“oh,” you say, clearing your throat. “never have i ever received head in public.”

euijoo and jaehyun’s voices meld into a single complaint.

“now that’s not fair!” jaehyun cries out. 

“you did that on purpose!” euijoo protests.

“too bad, you shouldn’t have volunteered information i didn’t ask for,” you respond, chuckling as they begrudgingly down their shots. you and jungwon high five, identical grins settling on your faces. 

“okay, you had your chance to get even,” jaehyun grumbles, pouting cutely. some stupid part of you wants to crawl over to kiss it off his face.

seriously, what is up with you?

“never have i ever faked an orgasm,” jaehyun declares, a wicked glint in his eye as he turns to you. 

indignation fills you immediately. 

“hey, now that’s not fair!” you cry out, reaching over to deliver your nth smack of the night to jaehyun’s shoulder. 

“what’s not fair is you having to fake orgasms,” jaehyun says, laughing. he dodges another one of your attempts at his arm. 

“statistically and biologically speaking, a lot of people with vaginas have a harder time finishing for a variety of reasons,” you argue. “you can’t hold my own biology over me!”

the three men burst into laughter, and you glare at each one of them in turn. you mutter under your breath about wishing you had a dick instead, downing yet another shot. your stomach burns with the liquid but the fuzziness is starting to settle now. you feel quite good, actually. 

“what kind of shitty sex are you having?” jungwon asks from across you, head tilting in curiosity. some of his hair falls into his wide, delicate eyes and you watch as he brushes them back with equally delicate fingers.

“the kind that’s none of your business,” you retort, grabbing the bottle of vodka to refill your own drink. 

you catch just enough of it to witness your three roommates exchanging looks. your face heats up and you’re not sure if it’s the embarrassment or the alcohol. 

“it’s not to say that i haven’t ever finished during sex,” you blurt out, cringing once the words had escaped you. 

“it’s just a phenomenon that’s few and far between.”

there’s pure silence for a few seconds, your roommates looking at you with varying degrees of worry and amusement. 

“when do you orgasm?” euijoo asks and it catches you so off guard you nearly drop your glass. 

“excuse me?” you demand. euijoo merely smiles lazily, leaning back against the couch behind him. 

“what happens when you actually cum? like, what leads up to it?” euijoo expounds, and his choice of words has your bottom lip slipping between your teeth. 

fuck, he sounds a little too hot saying the word ‘cum’.

“what is it with you guys and trying to pry into my sex life?” you question, putting on your sternest expression yet. 

not that you aren’t willing to be forthcoming with them. truth be told, you’d tell them anything if they asked nicely enough. or if they just asked, point-blank, period. they don’t even have to be nice about it. you just think that it’s best to put up a semblance of normalcy, barring your filthy, unfiltered thoughts and fantasies from escaping. 

thoughts and fantasies that involved them, of all people.

“aren’t we allowed to be curious?” jungwon questions, fixing you with another one of his looks. the one that has your stomach flipping ten different ways. that one. 

“no,” you deadpan and you think you see a flicker of something in jungwon’s eyes. 

if euijoo was kind, and jaehyun was an ass, then jungwon was the iron fist that ruled the apartment. not a hair left on the floor, no piece of furniture crooked when he’s in charge.

you think about how you’d hate to be on the receiving end of his ire. in the conventional sense, at least. elsewhere, though…

“your turn,” you say, shifting the subject back to the game before anyone else gets any more ideas.

but, having lived with your roommates for about half a year, you really should have known that they’re always full of ideas. 

“never have i ever been eaten out before.”

jungwon’s lips rise at the corners as he waits for you to take a shot. you stare back, shrugging. you don’t move. 

no one takes drink.

it takes a few seconds for the rest of them to catch up.

“never?” jaehyun asks, his voice pitching higher. 

“what, you guys haven’t had your ass eaten out?” you feign a giggle, trying to shift the subject to anywhere but at you. “i thought for sure at least one of you would be into that.”

“that’s unimportant,” euijoo declares. “you’ve never been eaten out?”

you falter. “well—no.”

“that’s like foreplay 101. hell, that’s the main event for some people,” jungwon says, his expression full of disbelief. “you’re telling us no one had bothered to eat you out before?”

the way he so crudely talks about your bedroom activities has you shifting in your seat, thighs squeezing together in an attempt to relieve yourself of the growing pressure in your belly. 

“i mean, no one really offered—,”

“that’s fucking insane,” jaehyun interrupts. “i’ll eat you out right now, if you want.”

a violent blush takes over your entire face as you nearly choke on air. 

“you’re so full of shit, myung jaehyun,” your voice pitches higher as you stare at your roommate, your heart thundering just beneath your ribcage. 

jaehyun merely shrugs as he beams at you. he pushes his wire-rimmed glasses further up his face, raking a hand through his hair after, and it’s with great self-control that you urge your eyes to look anywhere else but at him. 

“we’re just saying, your past sexual partners must have been pretty selfish if they hadn’t as much as offered to…you know.” euijoo cuts in with a gentler approach, gesturing vaguely as he finishes his statement. 

it never really dawned on you that this was such a strange phenomenon. sure, sex felt good for you on numerous occasions, and some of your encounters nearly brought you there. but it was never enough. half of them were clumsy, most too eager. their hands would grab too hard at all the wrong places and their fingers would leave you aching, and not in the way you wanted.

“i’ve never been fingered properly before, either,” you blurt out, voice fading to an unsure mumble towards the end.

euijoo raises his eyebrows. “i’m sorry, what?”

you sigh, deciding to just let it all out. 

“most times, the people i’ve been with would try to…with their fingers,” you explain. you meet each of your roommates’ eyes one by one. “but it would mostly hurt and it didn’t feel good at all.”

you can practically hear the ticking of the clock in the next room over.

“and i ask you once more, what actually makes you cum during sex?” euijoo questions, fixing you with an equally worried and eager stare. 

your throat feels parched, your words and thoughts a jumble in your head. 

“i usually just get myself off. i rub one out while they…do whatever it is they’re doing.”

silence. 

jaehyun looks to jungwon who looks to euijoo who looks back at jaehyun. for some reason, this feels more humiliating than if they were all staring at you. 

“looks like you pulled the short end of the stick when it comes to the people you sleep with,” jungwon says with a little snicker. you flush as his eyes do a brief once-over of your figure.

“i know, i know, i shouldn’t have settled for anything less,” you grumble, pulling your knees to your chest. you curl into yourself, suddenly hyperaware of all of the eyes on you. 

“i haven’t slept with anyone, in like, half a year. can’t have shitty sex if you’re not having sex at all,” you add, chuckling humorlessly.

“so your last was the ex you broke up with before moving here?” jaehyun clarifies, scooting closer until his shoulder is pressed up to yours. 

you sigh, rubbing your eyes. “yes.”

another stretch of silence blankets the four of you, and you internally cringe at the direction this game and this conversation has taken. jaehyun shifts to your right, his arm draping over and around your shoulders.

“want us to help you?”

jungwon snickers and euijoo’s already large eyes widen even more. you whip your head towards jaehyun, equal parts scandalized and…aroused. 

“cut it out,” you mumble halfheartedly, trying to pry jaehyun off of you. 

“what? i’m trying to be a gentleman here,” jaehyun protests with a smile. his body heat and cologne muddle your senses.

“by offering to sleep with me?” you protest, elbowing him hard in the ribs. he winces but pulls you in even closer. 

“don’t tell me you guys haven’t thought about it,” jaehyun says, gesturing to euijoo and jungwon, his brows raised knowingly.

you feel your entire body go simultaneously cold and impossibly hot, the sensations fighting as euijoo and jungwon look at each other. 

“that’s quite the accusation,” jungwon muses, tilting his head, a traitorous smirk settling on his lips. 

you feel all semblance of calm escape you, your heart beating faster than it already was. you turn to euijoo for any sort of reprieve from this situation you’ve found yourself in, but even he refuses to meet your eyes. 

oh.

so it’s like that.

under normal circumstances, this should have scared you. disgusted you, even. but you would be lying if you said that you haven’t thought about them that way. sure, it started as innocent crushes, feelings developed for people you live in close proximity to. but as proximity goes, your rooms are crammed into one short hallway, walls like paper, and squeaky doors that don’t ever fully close. 

you’ve heard them on certain nights, groans too rhythmic and sighs too loud to be anything but what you thought it was. you had felt like a pervert all this time, listening in and anticipating that stretch of silence right after an audible gasp, or that maddeningly loud creak of a bed as one of them finishes, headboard banging against your wall. 

(you remember now it was euijoo, as his room is right next to yours.)

so all propriety aside, you have no choice but to admit that you’re irrevocably, undeniably turned on right now. 

“so you have thought about it.” you finally find your voice and it seems to snap all three men out of their reveries. 

jaehyun shrugs from beside you. always the candid one, his fingers trace patterns on your exposed shoulder, smiling when he feels goosebumps rise on your skin. 

“you know i do. i haven’t really been keeping it a secret, have i?”

you meet jaehyun’s eyes and he looks at you expectantly in that annoyingly handsome way of his. you lick your lips and his eyes follow the motion, snapping back up right at the very last second.

“i thought you were just messing with me,” you whisper. 

but you know. you know deep down he was doing anything but.

“well i’m not,” jaehyun says, disproving your statement. 

“let’s make a deal.”

you turn your head towards jungwon who’s looking at you, calculation evident in his eyes. he glances briefly at your two other roommates before straightening.

“you let us take care of you and we can finally put this topic to bed,” jungwon continues calmly, as if he were just proposing who gets to do what chore in the apartment. 

“i—what?” your voice is barely above a nervous whisper. 

jungwon shrugs. “you said you’ve never been eaten out.”

he looks to jaehyun. 

“wanna help her with that?”

jaehyun’s face immediately breaks out into a grin. jungwon continues before jaehyun can get a word in.

“you said you haven’t been fingered properly. maybe i can do something about it,” jungwon says without breaking eye contact. you feel your whole body tense up and shiver. 

have all of you gone completely crazy?

“anything else we can help you with?” jaehyun says, glancing at euijoo, who seems to be the only one as affected by all this as much as you are.

euijoo takes a moment before looking over at you. even in your apartment’s shitty lighting, you can see the way his pupils dilate, eyes raking over your curled-up figure. 

“what do you want?” euijoo questions, shifting his body subtly closer to face you.

you swallow, a million thoughts running through your mind. 

this is ridiculous. this is reckless. this is dangerous. who thinks about sleeping with all her roommates? who entertains the idea of them ‘helping’ you by granting you sexual favors?

“whatever it is you think about doing when you jerk off at night,” you respond, despite yourself. 

you relish the way euijoo’s breath catches, his lips pressing into a thin line. 

jungwon and jaehyun simultaneously let out disbelieving chuckles. euijoo is bright red now, all the way to the tips of his ears.

“guess we aren’t so quiet when we—ah—relieve ourselves,” jaehyun muses with a chuckle. 

“you especially,” you banter, digging your elbow once more into his ribs. 

“oh, she’s got some bite,” jaehyun taunts, his hand sliding down your back before resting just above your ass. 

“big talk for someone who just admitted to settling for bad sex,” jungwon pipes up. he pushes himself to stand, slinking over to where you’re seated.

jungwon crouches down, and due to his stature, even in this position, you have to crane your neck up to look him in the eye.

“want us to help you?”

you hear nothing but the steady thud of your heartbeat in your ears, and you feel nothing but sheer weightlessness as you ponder your options. 

they’re offering, and you’re willing. 

you inhale, resolve hardening in your chest. 

“i’d like to see you try,” is all you say. 

it’s like a switch is flipped within all three of them. you physically feel the room go still as all three sets of eyes turn to you. jungwon is the closest and in your direct line of sight. he grins, his hand reaching out, his pointer finger resting just beneath your chin. 

“i’d like to see you take it.”

jungwon glances to jaehyun, raising a brow. 

“i got it from here,” jaehyun says, voice low and rougher all of a sudden. jungwon nods before returning to his seat.

you turn, your heartbeat still thundering loudly in your ears.

euijoo and jungwon watch with attentive eyes as jaehyun lets his hand fall completely to the slope of your ass. his other hand reaches for your thigh, grabbing onto the supple flesh and maneuvering you to face him. 

“you can still say no,” jaehyun whispers, fingers trailing up on your skin. 

in what world would you do such a thing?

before you can overthink it, you lean forward to connect your lips with jaehyun’s. you hear jungwon snicker and euijoo inhale. jaehyun, on the other hand, smiles into the kiss, a hand coming up to cup your face. he pulls you closer, manhandling you over his lap, to which you allow yourself to respond eagerly, arms circling his neck.

jaehyun shifts beneath you, pressing his semi between your legs, and you gasp, rocking harder against him in retaliation. he moans wantonly into your mouth, but quickly pulls away to discard his glasses before diving back in with renewed vigor.

you tug at his hair and he digs his nails into your waist. months of teasing and sexual innuendos amount to this, with him half-hard and you leaking through your underwear.

“hurry up,” jungwon teases. you pull away, peering over your shoulder to see him chewing on his thumbnail, eyes dark as he surveys the scene in front of him.

euijoo looks like he’s about to explode. 

glad to know you’re on the same page. 

“hurrying is what got her here in the first place,” jaehyun warns with no real bite, a corner of his lips twitching up. 

“isn’t that right, pretty? we’ll take it nice and slow for you tonight.”

you whimper involuntarily, jaehyun’s fingers traveling down to press firmly into your inner thighs. he wastes no time in coaxing you down, right onto your back. 

you thank the heavens in your head for the foresight of suggesting that your living room needed a fluffier rug. 

your hair spreads out beneath your head, and jaehyun rakes his eyes over your face, down to your neck, then to your chest, caging you in with his arms braced on either side of you. 

“can i take these off?” jaehyun asks, hooking his thumbs into the waistband of your shorts. his hair is sticking up all over, and you think about how ridiculously hot he looks at this moment.

“yes,” you mutter softly. this earns a soft smile from him.

“there she is. thought i wouldn’t be hearing that voice for the rest of the night.”

the soft croon of jaehyun’s words, coupled with the drag of the fabric against your warm skin as he pulls your bottoms down, sends yet another shiver through you. you’re left semi-exposed in just your underwear, your legs automatically clamping shut. 

“none of that, sweetheart,” jaehyun urges gently, prying your thighs apart once more. “how am i gonna help you if i can’t even reach what’s here?”

just as he says this, he reaches down and presses two fingers right at your core, on the damp spot forming on your panties. you gasp, bucking into jaehyun’s hand. he grins, obviously pleased with your reaction. 

“for someone so hesitant, you sure are eager,” jaehyun says, rubbing at the spot, movements traitorously slow. 

“now you’re just taking the piss,” euijoo comments under his breath. “don’t leave her waiting.”

you crane your neck to look at your other roommate and you have to suppress a moan at what you see. 

euijoo’s still leaning back against the couch, his fingers tapping restlessly against his leg. there’s a sizeable bulge at the front of his sweatpants. 

jaehyun rolls his eyes playfully, withdrawing his touch to yank your underwear down in one fell swoop. you startle, but you let jaehyun slip the last barrier standing between his and the rest of your roommates’ eyes and your aching, wet pussy.

“oh, wow. you really wanted this, huh?” jaehyun questions, spreading your legs even further apart. 

he settles on his stomach, face level with your core. you can feel his breath on your skin, hot and anticipatory. 

“how can anyone let all this go to waste? if it were up to me, i’d make sure you cum at least three times. per session. for as many sessions a day as you want.” jaehyun snickers, his fingers making contact with the moisture pooling between your legs. 

“j-jaehyun,” you whine, your hand flying down to his hair. he peers up, leaning into your touch. 

you tangle your fingers in his hair and tug.

the first brush of jaehyun’s tongue over your cunt sends you almost careening over the edge already. having no prior reference to what being eaten out feels like, all you know is that the whole world seems to have fallen away, leaving only this: the sensation of pure, utter pleasure pulsing through your body from what jaehyun’s mouth is doing to you.

he latches his lips over your clit, suckling gently, and your hips shoot straight up, grinding against his face. jaehyun hums against you, his tongue flicking the sensitive nub over and over. 

your whole body ignites with what you can only describe as the most blissful burning sensation you’ve ever experienced. jaehyun pulls you closer to him, your legs thrown over his shoulders as his arms hook around your thighs, locking you in place. his nose brushes your clit as he teases your hole and it’s like a thousand fireworks go off right within your body. 

“fuck, that’s hot,” you hear a voice say somewhere else in the room. you think it’s jungwon.

your eyes blink the bleariness away as you try to make sense of your surroundings, an attempt to find reprieve from the near-overwhelming sensation that jaehyun is dealing you. 

jungwon is worrying his bottom lip with his teeth, the heel of his palm pressed into the front of his pants. 

you glance to the side and nearly cum from the sight of euijoo languidly stroking himself as he watches you, fully engrossed in the scene unfolding in front of him. 

jaehyun pulls your attention back to him, his whole mouth suctioning over your clit, tongue flattening and applying a constant pulse of pressure. you’re practically thrashing around by now, not used to the attention dealt to your most sensitive area. 

your first orgasm of the night comes quickly and unexpectedly, your whole body tensing as jaehyun fucks his tongue into your hole. you clench up, thighs pressing into the side of jaehyun’s head. 

“oh fuck—jaehyun!” his name falls helplessly from your mouth. “j-jaehyun, please!”

you don’t know what you’re begging for, but you know that you never want to stop feeling this way. 

jaehyun doesn’t let up, even when you’re whining in protest, fingers pulling at his hair. still, his tongue laps up at the overflowing arousal, burying his face even deeper into your pussy, as if it were his last meal deprived from him. 

“come on, baby, one more,” you hear jaehyun say, words almost completely garbled as he continues to undo you with his mouth. he reaches up and shoves your shirt up, one hand roughly grabbing at one of your tits. 

how convenient for all of you that you decided to forego a bra tonight.

you moan, arching into his touch, your own fingers curling around his wrist as he kneads at your soft flesh. you feel another orgasm approach. 

jaehyun pinches harshly at your nipple, tugging right after, and for the second time, your entire world burns white-hot. you cum yet again, breath caught in your throat as your face scrunches in ecstasy. 

your roommate pulls away from between your legs, watching as you slump back down to the ground, panting and completely spent. you peek at jaehyun, his lips and chin completely drenched in you as he observes your every move. 

“good?’ he asks. you can’t help the chuckle that escapes you. 

“i’m afraid anyone who comes after you will have a hard time living up to that,” you admit, throwing an arm over your eyes as you try to catch your breath. 

but before you’re afforded a minute’s rest, your arm is pulled away as jungwon’s face comes into view. 

“don’t challenge me, sweetheart,” jungwon says with a smirk. he glances at jaehyun.

“move. it’s my turn.”

jaehyun exaggerates a bow, leaving you with a wink as he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. he stalks off to take jungwon’s seat at the side, the tent in his own pants painfully obvious now. 

“still okay?” jungwon asks, a palm smoothing down your arm. “does your back hurt? do you need a pillow?”

you shake your head, giggling. “i’m fine, wonie.”

jungwon’s eyes darken at the nickname, mischief painting his smile. “so, is it fine if i do this?”

you don’t have time to register his question before he’s reaching down, the tip of his finger circling your hole. you yelp, instinctually pulling away, your core sensitive from jaehyun’s ministrations.

without waiting for an answer, jungwon plunges two fingers in, his other hand pressing down on your stomach to keep you in place.

“i thought you wanted us to show you how it’s done?” jungwon asks, voice steady, with the barest hint of teasing. 

“or is it too much?”

jungwon drags his fingers out half of the way before pushing them back in. you jolt, a high-pitched whimper spilling out from your lips. the fingers inside you curl up against your walls, sending your eyes rolling to the back. 

it’s too much and not enough all at once.

“that’s it,” jungwon says, curling his fingers even harder the second time. “so responsive. so good for us, hm?”

your hands try to find purchase somewhere, anywhere, and eventually, they settle on clutching onto the sleeve of jungwon’s sweater. 

“please,” you beg for nothing and everything. “jungwon, h-hurts, need it, please—”

“use your words properly,” jungwon interrupts, tone admonishing. 

“faster,” you gasp. “please fuck me faster, harder.”

jungwon snickers, pace immediately picking up. your back arches, your clit twitching from the lack of attention. you reach down, rubbing harshly.

“oh, fuck,” jaehyun’s voice is hoarse over the roaring in your ears. “that’s so fucking hot, baby.”

his words spur you on, your hips moving on their own accord, swiveling and thrusting closer to jungwon’s hand. he slams his fingers repeatedly in and out of you, curling at the very last second before pulling out and then repeating it over again.

“filthy, aren’t you? bet you fantasized about us fucking you like this. using you like this,” jungwon sneers, tugging your shirt all the way up and over your breasts. he continues what jaehyun started, pinching and tugging and rolling your nipples between his fingers. 

he lands a hard smack to your tits and it sends a shock of pleasure all over you. 

again and again he repeats this, and you feel the skin on your chest start to warm. finally, as his fingers brush over your sensitive peaks for the nth time, coupled with the pressure in your belly from his fingers, your third orgasm tears right through you, unraveling you once more. you twitch and shudder, tears springing in your eyes with how tight you’re squeezing them shut. 

it takes about a minute for your whole body to relax, your limbs splayed out as jungwon pulls his fingers out. 

“good girl,” jungwon praises, pushing his fingers into your mouth without any preamble. you bristle but let him slide in, your saliva quickly coating his digits, salty from your fluids.

“shit, look at you,” jungwon laughs breathily. “don’t blame me if i’m coming into your room every night just to see this view again and again.”

you whimper as jungwon withdraws his hand. he leans down, pecking your lips lightly. 

“hope that was good enough for you,” he whispers, pulling back before you can even respond.

your heart is hammering in your chest as you watch jungwon take a seat beside jaehyun, who is now full on jerking himself off, cock slick with precum as he eyes your half-naked body on the living room floor. 

euijoo drifts into your line of sight, his expression hard to read. he has himself tucked back into his pants, but it’s obvious that he’s still rock hard underneath. he crawls over to you, then settles into a sitting position beside you. 

“still good?” euijoo asks, brushing some of your hair away from your face. 

you nod, pushing yourself up onto your elbows. 

“need a break?” euijoo continues. “we can stop now, if you want.”

you tilt your head. despite everything, you can’t help the urge to poke fun at your very mild-mannered roommate. 

“why? what are you gonna do to me?” 

euijoo’s eyebrows shoot up, eyes moving down to study your figure. 

“i’m not going to do anything. you are,” euijoo responds. he reaches out, tugging at your arm.

you let yourself be pulled up to a sitting position, too weak to protest much. anticipation courses through your veins as euijoo lies down, propping himself up on his own elbows. 

“you asked what i think about doing when i jerk off at night,” euijoo begins, tugging you closer.

“i think about you, riding me, fucking yourself on my cock.”

your breath stutters but a new wave of arousal washes over you. you tentatively push yourself up on your knees, scooting over to where euijoo is. you eye his clothed dick, unsure, momentarily glancing up at him.

his eyes appear glazed over, but still hardened with resolve. 

“if you want to experience good sex, maybe you’ll have to work for it a little, hm?” euijoo gestures to his sweats, to the string still tied tightly.

you balk at his words, not expecting him to take this tone with you. granted, he’s still speaking as he always does, but the way euijoo so flippantly tells you to work for it has your thighs clenching together once more.

you reach over to tug at the drawstring, undoing the knot, careful not to let your hand brush directly on his bulge. you pull at the waistband next, taking euijoo’s underwear along with it. 

his cock springs free and you feel yourself get dizzy.

euijoo is long and full, heavy in your hand as you take hold of him. he’s still slick from his precum, beads of it continuing to leak from his tip. he hisses as you stroke languidly along his length, your mouth watering as you do so.

“don’t be shy,” euijoo says with a little chuckle. it sounds innocent, lighthearted. but there’s a glint in his eye that has your stomach twisting in the best way possible.

you oblige, swinging one leg over his supine form. you line him up at your entrance, and at the last second, you peer over your shoulder at your two other roommates.

jaehyun licks his lips, cock on full display as he fists it harshly, and jungwon has something in his hand, clutched tightly around his own length. with a jolt, you realize it's your underwear. the lace material drags up and down jungwon’s dick, for sure ruined beyond measure.

“eyes here, _______.” the sound of your name from euijoo’s lips forces your attention back to him. he holds you by your thighs, thumb rubbing back and forth on your skin reassuringly.

you inhale, sinking down on euijoo. 

the first slide in has both of you groaning, your mouth falling open as you make it all the way down. the stretch is unlike anything you’ve felt before, and the way euijoo’s fingers dig into your things adds another delicious sensation into the mix.

“god, you feel amazing,” euijoo breathes, his pelvis automatically rolling up. you gasp, bracing yourself on his chest.

“ride me, baby,” euijoo implores. “please, need to see you. ride me”

without as much as a second thought, you lift yourself up before grinding your hips back down. this sends both of you moaning, your nails digging into the fabric of his shirt. you repeat your movement, swiveling your hips just as you remember doing with all those people before, with your exes and flings, desperate to impress them despite them leaving you disappointed time and time again.

but you know euijoo would never disappoint you.

euijoo grunts beneath you, praise coming out in ragged breaths. his voice pitches higher whenever you clench around him and you make it a point to drag this sound out of him with every chance you get.

“you’re so fucking good at this,” euijoo declares, his hands moving up to grip at your waist as you lean over him.

“yeah, baby, use me. get yourself off.”

“ah!” you whimper, hips slamming down against his as you desperately chase your fourth orgasm of the night. thanks to your other housemates, the sensitivity between your legs is at an all-time high, easier for you to coax yourself closer to your release. 

you can vaguely hear both jaehyun and jungwon behind you, panting and for sure jerking off to the sight of you riding euijoo, and you wonder rather hopefully if perhaps they’d like to join in.

you feel your knees start to burn against the carpet, despite its soft material. your thighs also ache, but the promise of another earth-shattering orgasm looms over you. 

“need me to take over?” euijoo asks between labored breaths. you nod hurriedly and euijoo grins.

“i got you,” he says, and before you know it, you’re being pushed onto your back, a momentary dizziness overcoming you as euijoo wrangles you into a different position.

but before you could get comfortable, euijoo’s firm hands grip your hips, twisting you around and onto your front. a gasp catches in your throat as you scramble to maneuver yourself properly onto your chest.

euijoo presses your upper back down, forcing you onto the ground, while his other hand hauls your lower half up. 

“you wanted to see them, right?” euijoo croons smoothly as he runs his hands up your back. you feel him poke against your entrance.

you glance up at jaehyun and jungwon, the former now sprawled on the couch, his hand furiously fisting his length, while the latter is eyeing you ravenously, your underwear still clutched tightly in his hand as he fucks into the soiled material. 

euijoo takes hold of your hips and slides right back in. you whimper as your arms attempt to hold your body up, but to no avail. your elbows buckle and you have no choice but to arch even deeper as you bear your weight on your forearms.

“that’s right,” euijoo pants. “look so pretty like this, all bent over for me.”

“fuuuck,” jaehyun drawls, throwing his head back as his hand moves impossibly fast.

euijoo chuckles. “and for them.”

you keep your eyes trained forward, watching your roommates completely lose themselves to the scene in front of them: you getting fucked to oblivion by who you thought was your most respectful roommate.

absolutely nothing is respectful about the way euijoo is drilling into you now.

you feel the telltale coil tighten in your belly and you cry out as euijoo slams in particularly hard. 

“i-i’m close,” you warn, head falling and hanging uselessly between your shoulders. 

your whole body is jostled with how rough euijoo is fucking you, and you can feel the desperation radiating off him; the need to get you there and the desire to be right there with you.

“euijoo, please, please, please,” you repeat, like a litany only meant for the filthiest of ears to hear. 

“come on, sweetheart,” euijoo urges, hands clamping down impossibly hard at your waist. 

“let go for us. you can let go for us.”

a strangled cry erupts straight from your chest as your orgasm hurtles into you. you’re sobbing into the carpet now, hiccupping and mewling like a hurt kitten as wave after wave of pleasure slams through you. 

euijoo keens as his own release comes upon him, spilling his load into you and on your ass and back as he jerks himself off the rest of the way.

your arms tremble, body collapsing as the last dregs of your euphoria seep out. you lay on your side, hair a mess, and breathing ragged.

your roommates' muffled voices and footsteps drift around you, but you don’t hear much at first, too spent with everything that’s transpired. eventually, you push yourself up to survey your surroundings. 

jaehyun catches your eye just as he’s walking into the living room with a bottle of water. he looks disheveled, but the bulge in his pants is gone now, though his lower lip is still swollen from what you assume is him chewing relentlessly at it. a cool sensation presses against your back as someone wipes away at your skin. 

“i made a mess. sorry,” euijoo apologizes from behind you and you startle, head whipping around. he grins sheepishly at you as he leans in to kiss you briefly. 

“turn around, please. let me clean you up.”

you don’t have to be told twice. 

jaehyun leaves the water in front of you and jungwon reappears a second later with a bundle of clothing in his hands. you realize quite belatedly that it’s a fresh pair of underwear and shorts of yours.

“you okay?” jungwon asks, placing the clothes gently into your hands. 

you giggle, leaning up to capture his lips in yours.