The party was loud, crowded, and exactly what you needed to stop thinking.

Ningning disappeared within five minutes, leaving you with a drink and a spot by the window. You were watching the door, half planning your exit, when you felt it. A gaze. Heavy. Intentional.

You turned.

Two men stood near the balcony. Both tall. Both looking at you.

The first had honey brown hair and a smile already forming, like he'd been waiting. Jake.

The second was colder. Dark hair, dark eyes. No smile. Just watching, his gaze trailing down your body and back up slow enough that you felt it like a touch. Sunghoon.

Neither looked away.

You should have looked away first. Found Ningning. Gone home. But you were tired of playing it safe. So you held their gazes. Let them see you weren't scared.

Jake's smile widened. He pushed off the doorframe and walked over, appearing at your side like he'd been there all night.

"You looked lonely," he said.

"I wasn't."

"You were staring at the door."

"Maybe I was leaving."

"Were you?"

You looked at him. "No," you admitted.

He laughed, low and pleased. Then the music shifted slower, a bass that crept under your skin. He tilted his head toward the dance floor.

"Dance with me." He reached for your hand. His fingers were warm. You let him pull you onto the floor.

His hands found your hips. Light. Testing. When you didn't pull away, they settled there, fingers pressing into the silk of your dress. He pulled you closer, not rough, just until there was barely space between you.

His hand slid up your back, pressed flat between your shoulder blades. Your body arched into him without permission. He smiled you felt it against your temple and then his thigh pushed between yours and you forgot to think at all.

Across the room, over Jake's shoulder, you saw Sunghoon. He hadn't moved from the balcony. But his posture had changed. Arms crossed. Jaw tight. Watching Jake's hands on you. Watching you.

You held his gaze. Even as Jake spun you. Even as his hand slid to your thigh. You kept your eyes on Sunghoon, and he kept his on you, and something passed between you across the crowded floor.

The song ended. Jake pulled back, breathless, still smiling.

His thumb traced your hip bone. "Don't worry about him." He nodded toward Sunghoon. "He's just watching. For now."

"For now?"

Jake's smile turned knowing. "Come find us later." He let you go and walked away.

You stood there for a moment. Then you turned and nearly walked straight into Sunghoon.

He'd crossed the room without you noticing. Close enough that you had to tilt your chin up to meet his eyes.

"Sorry," you said.

He didn't smile. He looked at your lips, then back at your eyes, then at the spot on your hip where Jake's hand had been.

"He's obvious," Sunghoon said.

"Meaning?"

"Meaning he shows what he wants too early." He stepped closer. His chest nearly brushed yours. "I don't."

You raised an eyebrow. "And what do you want?"

He leaned in. His lips brushed your ear. "You'll find out."

Then he walked away leaving you breathless.

The party had shifted. The music was still loud enough to feel, but people had stopped moving between rooms and started sinking into corners. A couple kissed against the kitchen counter and someone laughed too loud near the balcony.

You should have been looking for Ningning. Or the door.

Instead, you found yourself scanning the room. Your gaze drifted across faces you didn't care about, landed on a girl laughing at her phone, skipped over a guy passed out on an armchair.

And then you found them.

Jake was sprawled on the far couch, one arm stretched across the back, head tilted as he listened to someone speak. But his eyes weren't on the person talking. They were on you.

Sunghoon sat beside him, more contained. Elbows on his knees. Drink dangling between his fingers. He wasn't looking at you. He was looking at his glass, turning it slowly, like he was bored.

You looked away first. Took a breath. Told yourself you were being ridiculous. You were enjoying the party. That was all. After three months of hiding, you were finally enjoying yourself. And maybe a small part of that enjoyment had to do with the way Jake had smiled at you. The way Sunghoon had looked at your lips. The way they'd both made you feel like you weren't invisible.

That was fine. That was normal.

You stood up to find the bathroom. Just to breathe.

You made it three steps.

Jake caught your wrist first gentle but stopping you. Then Sunghoon's hand settled on your lower back from behind, fingers spread wide.

You were between them before you fully understood what was happening.

"She's nervous," Sunghoon said quietly.

"I'm not nervous."

"No?" His voice was low, almost amused. "Your heart's racing."

You hadn't realized he could feel it through the silk.

"So?"

"So it's okay." His hand slid from your back to your hip, turning you slightly, positioning you between them. "We are too."

Jake's free hand came up to your chin, tilting your face toward his. "We don't normally do this," he said. "We don't approach people at parties. We don't wait for someone to look up."

"So why me?"

"Because you stand out from the rest," Jake said.

"And because you're hot," Sunghoon added.

You laughed. "Smooth."

"Not trying to be smooth." Jake's thumb brushed your lower lip. "Trying to be honest."

"About what?"

They exchanged a look over your head. Then Jake leaned in, his lips brushing your ear.

"About what we want."

"And what's that?"

Sunghoon answered from behind you. "You. Tonight. No feelings. No promises. Just tonight. Just us."

Your breath caught.

Jake's hand cupped your jaw. "Let us show you."

The party continued around you laughter, music but here, in this corner, the world had narrowed to three people.

You thought about the last three months. The numbness. The ghost you'd become in your own life. Then you thought about the way they looked at you like you were something worth seeing.

"Okay," you said.

Jake's smile was slow. "Okay?"

"Okay. Tonight. No feelings. No promises."

Sunghoon leaned in. His lips brushed the curve of your shoulder. Just barely. Just enough to make you shiver.

"Deal."

Their apartment was top floor. Floor to ceiling windows. Dark except for city lights. Jake locked the door behind you. The click was loud in the quiet.

"Last chance," he said. "If you want to leave."

You turned to face both of them. "Do you want me to leave?"

Jake shook his head slowly. "No."

Sunghoon said nothing. Just watched.

"Then stop asking."

Jake's smile softened. Sunghoon crossed the room toward you. Stopped inches away. Reached out and traced the strap of your dress with one finger, pushing it down your shoulder slowly.

"The rules," Sunghoon said. "Say them for me."

"One night. No feelings. No promises."

Sunghoon's hand cupped your face, tilting it up. His thumb traced your bottom lip. Jake came up behind you, chest pressing against your back, hands settling on your hips.

"When's the last time someone took care of you hmm?" Jake murmured against your ear.

You couldn't remember.

"That's what I thought." His hands slid up your sides. "It's ok we're going to take care of you tonight."

Sunghoon's dark eyes held yours.

"Bedroom," he said.

Jake's hands tightened on your hips.

"You heard him."

They walked you down the hallway together.

The bedroom was dark except for the city lights filtering through the windows. A large bed in the center, gray sheets, pillows piled at the head. It smelled like them clean and warm.

Sunghoon stopped by the bed. Jake stopped behind you.

Jake's hands found the zipper of your dress. He didn't pull it down. Just held it. Waiting.

"Last chance," he said softly. "After this, I'm not sure I'll be able to stop."

You turned in his arms so you could see both of them.

Jake, could barely contain himself, his chest rising and falling like he'd been running. Sunghoon, patiently watching you like you were something precious.

They were beautiful. Both of them. In completely different ways.

And they were looking at you like you were the only thing in the world that mattered.

So you reached up, pulled Jake down by the collar of his shirt, and kissed him.

He made a sound low, surprised, pleased and then his hands were everywhere. In your hair, on your waist, gripping your ass through the thin dress. He kissed like he was hungry, like he'd been waiting all night for this, and you kissed him back just as hard because, it had been so long since you'd felt anything this good.

Behind you, Sunghoon pressed against your back. His hands slid up your arms, over your shoulders, pushing the straps of your dress down as he went. His hands reached the zipper. He pulled it down in one smooth motion. The dress pooled at your feet.

You weren't wearing a bra.

Jake pulled back just enough to look. His eyes went dark.

"Fuck," he breathed.

Sunghoon said nothing. He just turned you around to face him, his hands on your bare waist, his gaze dropping to your chest.

"Stop looking at me like that and do something." You said getting frustrated from the lack of action.

Sunghoon's mouth curved. Just barely. Then he bent his head and took your nipple into his mouth.

Your hand flew to his hair. He was good at this almost too good, like he knew exactly how much pressure, exactly how much tongue, exactly when to graze his teeth. You moaned, loud enough that Jake laughed behind you.

"Yeah," Jake said, stepping closer, pressing against your back again. His hands slid around your hips, fingers dipping beneath the waistband of your panties. "Let him hear you, princess."

The pet name sent a jolt through you.

Sunghoon switched to the other nipple, his hand coming up to pinch the first one, rolling it between his fingers. Your knees buckled slightly. Jake caught you, held you up, you could feel him hard and warm against you.

"You like that?" Jake murmured against your ear. "You like when he plays with your pretty tits?"

"Yes."

"Yes, what?"

You blinked. Turned your head. Jake's expression was still warm, but there was something sharper underneath.

"Yes, sir," you tried.

His smile widened. "Good girl."

Sunghoon pulled off your nipple with a wet pop. He looked up at you through his lashes, dark hair falling across his forehead. "Get on the bed."

You climbed onto the gray sheets, knees sinking into the mattress. Jake followed, crawling up behind you. Sunghoon stayed at the edge, watching, his eyes trailing down your body like he was memorizing it.

"On your back," Jake said. "Hands above your head. Don't move them."

You obeyed. Back against the pillows, arms stretched above you, almost completely bare. The city lights painted shadows across your skin.

Jake knelt beside you. Sunghoon climbed on from the other side. His hand rested on your stomach, then his fingertips started to slide into your panties.

Sunghoon began to press hard against your cunt, feeling the wetness soaking through the fabric. Your breath hitched.

Jake leaned down, his lips brushing your ear, he whispered, "we're going to make you feel so good you forget your own name."

He kissed you. Deep and slow, his tongue sliding against yours, his hand cupping your jaw to hold you in place. While he kissed you, Sunghoon hooked his fingers into your panties and pulled them down your legs. You lifted your hips to help. Jake bit your lower lip for it.

"Patience," he said.

Sunghoon tossed your panties aside and settled between your legs. He pushed your thighs apart, his hands strong and sure, and then he just looked at you. Naked. Spread open. Wet.

"Look at that," he said softly. "She's already soaked."

Jake pulled back to see. His hand slid down your body, between your legs, his fingers parting you gently. "Fuck. Hoon, look."

Sunghoon leaned closer. His breath ghosted over your clit. You jerked.

"Please," you heard yourself say.

"Please what?" Sunghoon asked.

"Please touch me."

"We are touching you."

"Please, I want more."

Sunghoon looked up at Jake. Some silent communication passed between them. Then Jake nodded.

Sunghoon lowered his mouth to you.

The first lick was soft. Tentative, almost. Just the flat of his tongue from your entrance to your clit. You moaned, hips bucking. He held them down with one hand flat on your stomach.

"Stay still," he said against you. "Or I stop."

He knew exactly what he was doing, flicking his tongue over your clit, sucking it gently between his lips, dipping lower to taste your entrance before dragging back up. Your hands stayed above your head but your fingers curled into fists, your knuckles white.

Jake watched from beside you, his hand stroking your hair. "You're doing so well," he said softly. "Taking what he gives you. Not complaining."

Sunghoon slipped one finger inside you. Then two. Curled them. Found the spot that made your back arch.

"There," you gasped. "Right there, fuck don't stop-"

Sunghoon stopped.

You almost cried.

"Why," you whimpered.

"You said don't stop." His fingers were still inside you, still, not moving.

"That's not-"

"That's exactly what you said." He looked up at you, mouth wet, eyes dark. "Ask nicely."

"Please keep going."

"Nicer."

"Please, Sunghoon, I need-"

"What do you need?"

"Your mouth. Your fingers. Anything. Please Hoon."

He smiled. It was the first real smile you'd seen from him. "My good girl," he said. Then he put his mouth back on your clit and started fucking you with his fingers.

You came apart in seconds. The orgasm ripped through you without warning your whole body tensing, a scream caught in your throat, your hips grinding against his face even as he held you down. He didn't stop. He kept licking, kept fingering, drawing it out until you were shaking and oversensitive and begging him to stop.

Only then did he pull back.

"One," he said, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

"One what?"

"One orgasm." He looked at Jake. "She's got at least three more in her."

Jake grinned. "I'll take the next one."

He shifted, positioning himself between your legs. Sunghoon moved to the side, but he didn't leave his hand found yours, interlacing your fingers, holding on.

"Arms up," Jake said. "Keep them there."

You did. Barely.

Jake didn't use his fingers or his mouth. He used the head of his cock still clothed, still behind his jeans, but he pressed the hard length of it against your clit through the fabric and rocked slowly.

"You feel that?" he asked. "That's what you're going to take. But first-" He reached down, unzipped his jeans, freed himself. He was big. Thick. Your mouth watered.

"First," he continued, stroking himself slowly, "you're going to open that pretty mouth and show me how grateful you are."

You sat up. Reached for him.

He caught your wrist. "Ah. What did I say about hands?"

"Above my head."

"And where are they now?"

"Not above my head."

"That's right." He pushed you back down against the pillows, not roughly, but firmly. "Keep them there or I'll tie them there. Understand?"

You nodded.

"Words."

"Yes, sir."

He straddled your chest, knees on either side of you, and leaned forward so his cock hovered over your mouth. "Open."

You opened. He slid inside not all the way, just the tip, just enough for you to taste him.

"That's it," he breathed. "Just like that. Tongue out."

You obeyed. He pushed deeper, watching your face, watching his cock disappear between your lips. His hand cupped the back of your head, fingers threading through your hair.

"Fuck," he said softly. "You look so pretty like this. Taking all of me."

You hadn't taken all of him. Not even close. But you wanted to. You relaxed your throat, tried to pull him deeper. He groaned.

"Eager much," Sunghoon observed from beside you. His hand was still in yours, his thumb tracing circles on your palm. "I like it."

Jake pulled out. Just long enough to spit in your mouth thick and warm before pushing back in. The wetness made it easier, slicker. You moaned around him.

"Yeah," Jake said. "You like that? You like when I spit in your mouth?"

You couldn't answer. He was too deep. All you could do was hum.

"She loves it," Sunghoon said. He released your hand and moved behind Jake. You watched through half closed eyes as Sunghoon pressed against Jake's back.

Jake's hips stuttered.

"Oh, fuck," Jake breathed.

Sunghoon's hand slid down Jake's stomach, wrapped around the base of Jake's cock where it disappeared into your mouth.

"Sharing is caring," Sunghoon murmured against Jake's skin. "Don't forget."

Jake's eyes fluttered shut. "I'm not going to finish i'm just-"

"You were."

You couldn't see Sunghoon's expression, but you felt the shift in the room. The energy changed. Jake's dominance wavered, just slightly, and Sunghoon stepped into the gap.

"Pull out," Sunghoon said quietly.

Jake pulled out. His cock was slick with your saliva, standing hard and wet in the dim light.

"On your back," Sunghoon told him.

Jake lay back beside you, chest heaving, brown hair sticking to his forehead. For the first time all night, he looked unsure. Wanting. Submissive.

Sunghoon turned to you. "You want to taste him again?"

"Yes."

"Then get on top of him. But don't let him cum. Not yet."

You climbed over Jake, straddling his face instead of his cock. He looked up at you, confused for a moment until Sunghoon guided your hips down, lowering your cunt to Jake's mouth.

"Suck her clit," Sunghoon ordered. "Make her wet. While she sucks your cock."

Jake's eyes went wide. Then he opened his mouth and pulled you down onto his tongue.

You gasped. Sunghoon guided your head down toward Jake's cock, and you took him into your mouth without hesitation both of you moaning at the same time. Jake's tongue worked your clit in tight circles while you bobbed your head on his shaft, taking him deeper each time.

Sunghoon knelt behind you. His hands gripped your hips, helping you move, setting the rhythm. His cock pressed against your hips through his pants still clothed, but you could feel how hard he was.

"Look at you two," he said softly. "So fucking pretty."

You looked up at him through your lashes, Jake's cock still in your mouth. Sunghoon's expression had shifted softer now. His hand came up to cup your cheek, his thumb wiping a strand of saliva from your chin.

"You're doing so well," he said quietly. "Both of you."

Jake moaned beneath you, his hips bucking up into your throat. You choked slightly. Sunghoon's hand tightened on your hip.

"Not yet," he reminded Jake. "Hold it."

Jake whimpered. Actually whimpered. The sound went straight between your legs.

Sunghoon pulled you off Jake, ignoring your noise of protest. He flipped you onto your back, spread your legs, and buried two fingers inside you without warning.

You screamed.

"Shh," he said, pumping his fingers in you. "Look at you all fucked out. Bet you want more don't you?" "Want Jake to fuck you like his little whore?"

"I want- fuck I need but I can't-"

"You can and you will." He said as you almost came undone again.

But before you could Jake moved you. He rolled on top of you, positioning himself between your legs, the head of his cock pressing against your entrance.

"Look at me," he said while pushing into you.

Slow. Inch by inch. Your walls stretched around him, gripping him, pulling him deeper. His forehead dropped to yours.

"Fuck," he breathed. "You feel unreal"

"Move," you said.

He moved slow at first. Deep strokes that made your eyes roll back. His hand found yours, pinning it beside your head, fingers lacing together. He kissed you messy and desperate.

"You're so tight," he groaned against your mouth. "So fucking tight, baby. You like my cock? You like how I fill you up?"

"Yes," you gasped. "Yes, yes, yes-"

He snapped his hips harder. Faster. The wet sounds of him fucking you filled the room, mixed with your moans and his breathless curses.

Sunghoon appeared beside you. His hand wrapped around your throat not applying too much pressure but squeezing against your pulse.

"You're going to cum again," he said. "And when you do, you're going to look at me."

"I can't- I'm close-"

"Look at me doll."

You met his eyes. Dark. Intent. Watching you fall apart.

Jake hit something inside you something deep, something electric and you shattered. Your body convulsed around him, your cunt squeezing his cock so hard he cried out. You kept your eyes on Sunghoon the whole time, and he held your gaze, and when you came, he smiled.

"Making me so proud," he said softly.

Jake pulled out. He was shaking, his cock wet with you, his chest heaving.

"You're not done yet." Sunghoon said looking at both you and Jake.

Sunghoon positioned you on your hands and knees. Your arms were shaking, your thighs slick, but you held yourself up. Jake knelt in front of you, his cock level with your mouth.

"Open," he said.

You opened. He slid inside, shallow at first, then deeper when you didn't gag. Behind you, Sunghoon pressed against your ass. You felt him unfasten his pants, felt the heat of his cock against your entrance.

"Ready?" he asked.

You nodded as best you could with Jake in your mouth.

Sunghoon pushed inside you in one slow, steady thrust.

You screamed around Jake's cock. The stretch was almost too much. Sunghoon was bigger than Jake, thicker, and he filled you completely. He paused once he was fully seated, his hands gripping your hips, his breathing ragged.

"You're okay," he said. "Breathe."

You breathed. Your body adjusted. The pain faded into something else, pleasure, a pressure that built behind your navel.

"Move please," you said around Jake's cock.

Sunghoon moved.

He started slow, pulling almost all the way out before pushing back in. Jake matched his rhythm, thrusting into your mouth in time with Sunghoon's thrusts into your cunt. They worked together like they'd done this before.

Jake's hand fisted in your hair, holding you in place. "Taking us both so well," he groaned. "Such a good little cocksleeve, aren't you?"

You moaned in answer.

Sunghoon's hand came down on your ass sharp, stinging. You jolted forward, taking Jake deeper. Sunghoon spanked you again, harder, and you felt the heat spread across your skin.

"You like that?" Sunghoon asked. "You like when I hit you?"

"Fuck yes- love it so much."

He spanked you again, and you pushed back against him, taking his cock deeper. He groaned.

"Fuck. She's going to make me cum."

"Not yet," Jake said. He pulled out of your mouth, his cock slick with your saliva. "Switch."

They moved you like you weighed nothing flipping you onto your back, positioning pillows under your hips. Sunghoon settled between your legs, pushing back inside you while Jake knelt beside your head.

"I want you to cum on his cock first," Jake said, stroking himself slowly. "And then I'm going to cum on your pretty tits. And then-" He looked at Sunghoon. "Then you're going to make her squirt."

You'd never squirted before. You opened your mouth to say so.

Sunghoon shut you up by fucking you harder.

He wasn't gentle anymore. He was rough, relentless, his hips slamming into yours with enough force to shove you up the bed. His thumb found your clit, pressing down in tight circles.

"Right there," you gasped. "Don't stop, don't stop, don't stop-"

You came. Your third orgasm crashed through you, your cunt clenching around him, your back arching off the bed. He fucked you through it, not slowing down, not stopping, pushing you past pleasure into something almost painful.

"Fuck- I'm gonna-" Sunghoon's voice cracked, sweat dripping from his jaw onto your chest. His hips slammed into you, ruthless, no rhythm left just pure, desperate need. "Gonna fill you up."

You whimpered, nails raking down his back. "Do it. Please Hoonie please-"

That was all it took.

With a groan, he shoved himself as deep as he could go, buried to the hilt. His whole body tensed, his neck straining, and then he was spilling thick, hot ropes flooding your insides. He didn't stop. Kept grinding into you through it, feeding you every drop, pulsing again and again until you swore you couldn't take another.

"So much- it's to much," you gasped, feeling it pool deep inside, too full, too hot.

"I know," he panted against your throat, teeth grazing. "Want it dripping out of you."

When he finally pulled out you felt it immediately. A gush of warmth spilling down your thighs, pooling onto the sheets beneath you. Sunghoon sat back on his heels, watching. His cock glistened, still half-hard, and he ran two fingers through the mess leaking out of you.

And then he pulled out.

"Jake," he said. "Go ahead and make her look like the cum dump she is."

Jake moved between your legs, pushing his cock into your soaked, sensitive cunt. He didn't last long, he was already close, and you were so wet, so tight, so everything. He fucked you fast and dirty, his eyes locked on yours.

He pulled out, stroked himself twice, and came hot and white across your chest. The sight of his release on your skin, his face twisted in pleasure almost sent you over the edge again.

Sunghoon pulled you to the edge of the bed. He knelt on the floor, pulled your hips down, and put his mouth on your cunt while Jake used his fingers.

You were so sensitive you couldn't take it. But he didn't stop. He licked and sucked and pushed with his tongue, Jake's fingers pressing inside you, curling upward-

"Let go," he said against you. "Just let go."

You didn't know what he meant until it happened.

The pressure behind your navel burst. You came harder than you'd ever came in your life a gush of liquid soaking Sunghoon's face and Jake's fingers, the sheets, his chest. Your whole body gave out, your scream raw in your throat, your hands holding onto Jake's arm as he held you down.

Sunghoon didn't stop licking until you stopped shaking.

When you finally collapsed, limp and trembling, he crawled up your body and kissed you. You tasted yourself on his lips sweet and sharp.

"Four," he said quietly.

Jake laughed, breathless, collapsing beside you. "I think we broke her."

"No we didn't." Sunghoon said with a chuckle while lying on your other side, pulling you against his chest.

You were too exhausted to respond.

Sunghoon's hand traced lazy circles on your back. Jake pressed a kiss to your shoulder.

One night. No feelings. No promises. Was the rule, but as you're lying next to them you weren't so sure you wanted to follow the rules anymore.