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you loved hyunjin, right? well, you had to. you were just too shy to show it. but he saw it, how you smiled more at him when you passed by, bowed deeper for him than you did for his members. and i mean, your lyrics, could you make it any less obvious who you were talking about? you were just shy, nervous to approach him, yeah that made sense. made sense only to him.

made sense to him as he locked himself away in the art studio every free day, frenzied hands sketching and painting every one of your delicate features from memories. your essence was in every one of his own lyrics, a journal filled with poetry about you, his laptop browser just full of your fancams.

well, that's how it started anyways. but then he realized how far from him your soul was, even as you were clearly his soulmate. he deserved to see you everyday, didn't he?

it wasn't too hard. go to your company with the excuse of visiting a friend, wait until you left practice, follow you to dinner with your members, one of them sat too close to you, he didn't like that. his teeth were grinding together by the time you left the restaurant, all soft smiles and hugs goodbye. you drove yourself, he didn't like that either, far too much work for you.

his bike was inconspicuous enough, following quietly a good distance from your car. you didn't notice, of course you didn't, not even when you finally got home, still having no idea that hyunjin was right behind you.

he stood outside your house for a while, watching, learning the layout based on lights switching on and off as you moved throughout. he felt an odd sensation of pure peace watching your shadow through your bedroom window. staying hours after you had turned the light off and gone to sleep, just to make sure you were safe. as long as he was here, he would always keep you safe.

every free-day, open morning, afternoon or night, hyunjin was there. he began arriving late to dance practice, begging to record first so he could leave early, actively checking the clock during meetings. the boys said he was just tired, overworked, they were worried, but definitely not worried enough.

because every time they were wondering how to help him, he was with you. hyunjin had always been good at everything, turned out he was good at staying quiet too. he always stayed about a block behind you, just watching you go about your day. and god, was your life beyond entertaining to him. he was just a viewer as his angel, his muse went about her day, seeing how gentle you were in everyday life.

you always went to the same grocery store, the cashiers there loved you, that pissed him off. you liked going shopping, always on the look out for new clothes, he hated that you had to buy them yourself. you always went to the same coffee shop too, always got the same thing, a sweet iced chai. you got annoyed when it was more ice than drink, you never said anything. hyunjin found it cute.

sometimes he would fantasize about walking into the cafe, staging a meet cute. but no, that would never work, you were too shy, right?

you never noticed him. i mean, you noticed something, just not him. you could feel that you were being watched, could feel eyes on you wherever you went. you just never pressed, got too scared, or every thought too much of it because, of course there were eyes on you. you'd had your fair share of stalkers, obsessed fans that thought they had a chance. so, you pushed it to the back of your mind. you really, truly shouldn't have.

at this point, he knew you inside and out. every habit, every pet peeve, small noise, expression, he had to have known every thought going through your head. he just kept watching, following, escalating.

in the beginning, he was so happy to just watch. a bright smile on his face while he watched you through windows. but that wasn't enough. he needed to feel your warmth, you probably ran warm right? he did so that only made sense. he had watched you put in your door code every day, not even trying to hide it. he just laughed at his dumb girl, of course you couldn't hide from him.

he couldn't get the idea out of his head about how easy it would be to just let himself in. so, of course he did. waiting until you had been asleep for a few hours before he entered the code and slipped inside. he was gone from there.

firstly, he just watched you sleep. your entire face soft, body relaxed, hair getting messy, feeling so safe, thinking you were alone. he didn't touch you, no, that'd be wrong. you were shy, it might upset you. he would never upset you. the only time he got close was when your blanket would slip down, then he would fix it for you, just so you would know you were cared for.

he spent every night possible in your house, keeping you safe while you slept. then he would wander, cleaning up your living room, going through your trinkets, dulling your knifes.

hyunjin was good with the routine you two had right now. you went, he followed, he watched, he ached. then he realized that not only were you not alone, neither was he. he should've known, you were too perfect, too easy, of course those men were stalking you. how could they? they could scare you, they could hurt you. he couldn't have that. so, he started to follow those men too, beating them with the nearest blunt object until he was the last thing they saw.

he just smiled when they stopped breathing, because finally his girl was safe. he didn't feel regret, or guilt, how could he? he did it for you.

the boys noticed he was tired, never coming back to the dorms anymore, washing his clothes frantically. they thought the schedules were breaking him down, chan negotiated his way to getting hyunjin more time off. chan had no idea he was making everything worse.

hyunjin just kept getting more and more brave. he needed to have you will him always, his paintings not enough to soothe him whenever you were away. you didn't notice when things started to go missing. it was just one shirt, a sweater, a perfume, a hairbrush, just so he could wear your sweater and tell himself you gave it to him. then, predictably, he began taking panties, sleeping with them in his arms like a plushie, even with his dried cum now coating the fabric.

he couldn't stand that he had to sneak around you. hyunjin was aching for you, for you to smile at him, to be able to claim you, to take you. it's definitely what you wanted, it had to be. you were just so shy, and he couldn't scare you off. that's why he studied, he learned every single thing about you in the vain of being your perfect man when you finally plucked up the courage to talk to him.

his obsession was seeping through the cracks of his idol image. what was once his passion became a chore, every second with the members being a second he was away from you. the art studio was now a shrine to you, paintings, 'candid' photos, the small items he could take without you noticing, all hazardously displayed in the cold room. changbin didn't know how to bring up the padlock that had suddenly appeared on the studio door. he should've found a way.

hyunjin had to confess. he had to tell you, had to be in your life. he couldn't survive without you closer. he was breaking, under eyes so dark that makeup barely covered them, hands always shaking, practically a junkie for you. he finally thought of the perfect way to do it, a poem, you'd like that. he snuck through the backstage of the music show, carefully leaving it on the vanity he just knew was yours.

you almost screamed when you saw it.

a pit formed in your stomach at the sight, eyes going wide, hair standing up. you suddenly began looking around the small room, wishing you hadn't run ahead of you members. the poem was romantic for sure, maybe you would've liked it if it was from a boyfriend, and not written in blood.

the red liquid was clearly fresh, still dripping down the paper. beside it was a tiny teddy bear, you had the large version of it on your bed, how would someone know that?

your heart was pounding in your ears and you didn't hesitate to leave the dressing room. you needed someone, your members, manager, even a makeup artist, to tell about this and seek help. you were so frenzied, that you ran directly into a firm chest, looking up to find your senior trying to steady you. he looked concerned, normal, you barely remembered that his name was hyunjin, and something about how he was a good dancer.

you were relieved that you weren't entirely alone now, you shouldn't have been. "sorry," you apologized quickly, bowing your head down. your voice was small, yes, because you were scared, not because you were in the least bit shy.

"don't worry about it," hyunjin quickly comforted you, feeling bad about how nervous you must be right now. "you okay?" he questioned, seeming so genuine, like a concerned colleague. meanwhile he was trying not to get hard because finally his hands were on your shoulders and you were aware of it.

"yeah...yeah uh," you huffed out a puff of air, trying to calm yourself down. "just got a weird note, think it's another stalker," you finally explained, still clearly very disturbed.

you didn't like his poem? didn't like how he loved? hyunjin couldn't fathom that, but you were with him now, and his girl was upset. he needed to fix that. "oh yeah, i know what you mean, im so sorry," his voice was dripping with worry and sympathy. he seemed so extremely normal around you. every word came out so naturally, smooth and carefully planned out in his maze of a mind.

you told him it was okay, that he had no reason to be sorry. he had every reason to be sorry. you told him he didn't though, that meant you did except his love. hyunjin almost beamed at you, but he didn't. he was too focused on his image right now for that.

"here, why don't you come with me?" he suggested, softly, innocently, still playing the part of the sweet senior. "you shouldn't be alone right now," hyunjin added in a mutter.

and god, did you fall for it. he seemed so kind, like someone who got it, who wanted to protect others in the industry. you agreed, let him lead you down the hallway, you thought he was only holding your arm for comfort, you didn't think anything of the fresh bandage on his hand.

you sat in the stray kids dressing room for a while, just talking to him, genuinely talking. you thought everything was normal, that this was new friend. hyunjin was hiding that his lock screen was a photo of the back of your head all while he laughed too hard at your jokes. you thought he was trying to help you feel safe, that he had swooped in to help so easily, that he was a gentleman.

you were so dumb, so unaware. thinking that he was saving you from danger, having no idea that he was the dangerous one. and who knows when the smiley man in front of you would finally show his true face.

this is my first time doing anything like this eekk please don’t judge fam

all you had wanted was a glass of water, it was one of their frat brothers who had approached you. han was sweet, harmless and pretty funny, thats why you had been laughing so sweetly at his jokes. felix and hyunjin definitely didn’t see it that way. the two feeling that familiar sting of jealousy when they walked in to find you sitting at the kitchen island with him.

han had barely managed to get a greeting in to his brothers before hyunjin was grabbing you by your arm and dragging you up the stairs. they were practically seething as they threw you down onto hyunjin’s bed. with the three of you being together for months now, they had eased you into more by now. that’s how they knew you could take what they gave you.

that’s how you found yourself on your back, hyunjin slamming into your heat while felix hovered above your face, fucking your mouth.

your body was shaking, tears slipping down your flushed cheeks, but there wasn’t any indication that you wanted to stop. no safe word or gesture shown to them, no you just took it all. even now on your third round of them wrecking your body.

“supposed to be our good girl,” felix groaned out, his length steadily fucking into your warm mouth.

“instead you run to hannie as soon as we leave you alone,” hyunjin finished his sentence for him, “little slut couldn’t help herself from flirting with our brother, huh?”

you left out a muffled whimper of protest, the vibration just making felix moan. you knew you hadn’t done anything wrong, and that they probably did too, but you couldn’t deny how much you liked them like this.

“fuck…gonna cum,” felix forced out, his hip thrusts into your throat speeding up.

“go ahead,” hyunjin instructed, a glint in his eyes that told you he was beginning to form a plan.

felix didn’t need to be told twice, abruptly pulling out of your mouth with a pop. he gave himself a few shaky strokes before he was cumming, his hot seed spilling out while he directed it to your love biten chest.

hyunjin moaned at the sight, speeding up his thrusts into your used hole, his thumb going to your clit, just to rest there. “you really need someone else, baby?” he asked lowly, clearly needing a certain answer before he moved.

“no, no, jinnie, please, no,” you whined out your eyes rolling back. your hips jerked up, desperate and overworked, but hyunjin just held your hips down to further torment you.

“tell us it’s just us baby, tell the truth,” hyunjin urged, still not moving his thumb while you writhed. “you wanna cum, huh? or do you wanna keep slutting yourself out to this entire house?”

hyunjin and felix, as always, seemed to work as one, just both knowing exactly what to do. felix’s hands were on you as soon as he had recovered from his peak, fingers rubbing his cum onto your boobs. his sticky fingers pinching and rubbing your hard nipples, simply just to get you closer. you were losing your mind, breathing heavy, whimpers getting desperate while your body begged for release.

“just you two, please i just love you two. i didn’t mean to please, im your girl, only for you,” you begged, your words coming out like desperate sobs.

they both smiled, content with your answer, and knowing they couldn’t do this to their sweet girl anymore. “okay angel, we’ll let you come,” hyunjin finally gave in, his thumb moving rapidly against your aching clit.

at the same time, felix’s mouth moved to your hard nipple, sucking the hard bud while his hand worked diligently on your other breast. it was all too much, so of course, you ended up coming immediately. your peak hitting you hard, back arching up off of the mattress while you cried out a moan. you absolutely soaked hyunjin’s cock, that being all it took for him to let go and cum into your clenching walls.

your breathing was heavy, tear stains coating your face, eyes fluttering shut in pure bliss. hyunjin slowly pushed into you while felix gently made out with your chest to help you ride it out. they continued until you were twitching with overstimulation, and then the two were collapsing on top of you like you were their only source of warmth.

“i really didn’t mean to…” you muttered out, voice airy and slurred, “i only want you guys.”

hyunjin almost chuckled at you still trying to defend yourself, meanwhile felix began to feel bad, kissing away your tear tracks. “it’s okay now baby, just let us take care of you,” felix whispered into your ear, hyunjin rubbing soft circles into your skin, both helping your mind and body calm down.

you were confused. more than confused. and feeling incredibly socially awkward around your own best friends. hyunjin had taken your virginity, felix had watched and you had more than let them. there was one big problem though - no one was talking about it.

in the days afterwards, not even a peep from any of you about what had happened, no discussion of what it had meant. it was making your head spin, wanting so badly to just ask but you felt too unsure about it to even text them first.

felix and hyunjin though, they didn’t seem too effected at all. sending you reels, inviting you to parties, sitting next to you in class, even hanging out normally. as if the threesome had never happened.

your heart would pound when you saw them, remembering how they had touched you. you wanted it to happen again, wanted more than anything to feel them again. but you’d never ask, never risk bringing it up incase all of their promises were just dirty talk and there was no next time.

sure, they weren’t acting totally normal anymore. insisting on paying for you, not letting you talk to any of their frat brothers, texting you more, little things like that. but that wasn’t confirmation, that wasn’t a next time.

you weren’t even sure if they felt anything for you, anxiety creeping in that maybe it was you, you weren’t good enough. especially as you laid in felix’s bed now, right next to him, wearing hyunjin’s old hoodie of all things, a movie playing on the tv screen in front of you, and he wasn’t making any sort of moves. you yourself had no idea how to even make a move on him, leaving you without hope. you were zoning out at this point, exasperated and realizing that you were about to run out of cute underwear for them.

you had to physically keep a sigh in as you adjusted in his bed, shifting the heavy covers off of you without much thought. felix definitely gave it some thought though, his eyes immediately shifting down to your now revealed legs, almost nothing hidden by those tiny pajama shorts. he scanned up your legs, flickered his gaze back to the movie, then he moved, placing a hand on your exposed thigh.

goosebumps erupted on your skin as soon as you felt his touch and you swallowed harshly. it was obvious. glaringly, embarrassingly obvious how effected you were by just his simple touch. you forced yourself to keep your eyes on the tv, trying not to blush, not to make it worse. especially when you could now feel his eyes on you, entire head shifting in your direction.

felix watched you for a few seconds, as if he was debating something, in a silent war with himself that he quickly lost. “y/n…” he started, his voice so soft, “how you feeling, sweetheart?”

you took in a deep breath, trying not to freak out. slowly, you turned your head to look at him, finding his eyes on you equally sweet as they were lustful. eventually you gave him a stiff nod, “i’m good,” you answered simply enough, not entirely trusting your words right now.

“not sore at all?” he questioned, he was truly concerned, but you both knew why he was really asking. you couldn’t help it, couldn’t control how your face lit up at the suggestiveness, nodding immediately to confirm it.

his eyes lit up, not even looking while he grabbed the remote, pausing the movie and throwing the remote off the bed. felix tried to bite his lip to hide his smile, loving how excited you got so easily. but he also couldn’t help it, leaning in closer, “you think you’re ready to take me?”

you nodded again, eyes flickering down to his lips. you were too eager, you knew that, but it’d been days and you’d been promised felix too. so, instead of honoring the tension and the foreplay, you leaned in and pushed your lips against his.

you went in soft, a short and sweet french kisses, and felix matched that. kissing you back however you wanted, he chased your lips, his signature smile breaking through it.

“you want me, huh?” he finally asked, pulling away a millimeter enough to speak, to study your face.

your breathing was getting heavier, “yes, please,” you whispered, eyes flickering down to his lips again.

felix’s grin went from sweet to smug quickly, a scoff of a chuckle leaving him. “of course you do,” he said lowly, almost teasing you. he swiftly moved on top of you, taking your lips again, this time harder. he was needy now, getting the confirmation that you wanted him too and now he needed to take you as quickly as possible.

you kissed him back urgently, desperate for him. your thighs rubbed together while his hands trailed down your body, but he couldn’t have that. breaking the kiss just to pry your thighs apart, his hands then moving to the waistband of you shorts. he looked up at you for permission, seeming soft again for just a moment. but as soon as he got that permission, he was back to lustful and cocky.

you blinked and your shorts and panties were pulled off in one fell swoop. you almost closed your thighs again when the cold air hit your core, but you stopped yourself because he was looking. felix just stared at your exposed, wet folds glistening for him.

he ran two fingers through your folds, earning a gasp and shudder from you. then his fingers sunk into your hole, two to start this time, because he knew you were ready. in all honesty, you had been so wet since you’d gotten there, probably able to take his cock without foreplay at this point.

“oh god…you’re soaked,” he couldn’t help but comment on it in a low groan, fingers slowly pumping in and out of you. he curled his digits at just the right spot, scissoring his fingers inside of you to stretch you out.

your gasps and moans were like music to his ears, you had been craving him for too long to not need him now. “lix…fuck me, please,” you whimpered as your hips rolled against his hand. you knew you probably weren’t entirely ready for him yet, but you’d bare the sting.

he raised an eyebrow at your words, one side of his mouth quirking up. “yeah? need me that bad?” he teased, speeding his fingers up. you nodded at the same time as one of your desperate moans escaped you. he almost laughed at your eagerness, but he wasn’t that mean, although a certain spark in his eyes showed otherwise. “okay, okay angel, ride me then,” he suddenly pulled his fingers out of you.

your eyes widened at that. your second time and he wanted you on top? “…ride you?” you repeated, shy now, but just desperate enough to actually attempt it.

felix smiled like he was holding in a mocking laugh, “ride me,” he repeated, not an order exactly but certainly final. he then tugged his shirt off and rolled over onto his back, looking over at you expectantly.

“alright, pillow princess,” you muttered before you could stop yourself, mostly to try and hide your own nervousness. felix just chuckled, probably because you were already moving yourself. slowly but surely, you were straddling felix’s waist, just over his crotch. and god, was he hard.

you shuttered at the feeling, at the knowledge that you were the one who had gotten him this turned on. you got yourself situated on top of him, trying not to seem too awkward to no avail. the room was in silence for a long moment, just you looking at felix with an embarrassed blush. waiting for him to give any instructions because that seemed most natural to you.

felix couldn’t help but look smug again as soon as he saw your nervousness. with that cocky grin, he just gestured to his own waistband with his head. “cmon, baby,” he urged you along, his voice far too soft for the look on his face.

you took in a deep breath, moving back just enough on his lap to grab the waistband of both his sweatpants and boxers. in a slow, unfamiliar movement, you pulled them down enough to free him. he hissed when his cock was finally out of the confines of clothes, it slapping against his stomach while your wide eyes watched, mouth watering. it was different from hyunjin’s of course, but around the same size, still beautiful and just as needy for you, already leaking.

felix knew not to teach you too many things at once, so he used his own hand to give himself a few pumps. you watched with nothing but lustful entrancement while he got his aching length ready.

after a few moves of his hand going from base to tip, he stilled, looking up at you, “condom?” felix asked simply, leaving the choice up to you.

“i don’t care, whatever you want,” you answered way too quickly, needing him now, raw or not.

felix let out a shaky breath, “god, you really are perfect,” he whispered. there was a second where you both took it in, you unmoving even while your body begged you too. eventually felix reached forward and tapped your hip, a silent request for you to finally take him.

slowly but surely you moved back to hovering over his now exposed length just begging for your warmth. you looked to felix, finding his encouraging, desperate, wide brown eyes, and that gave you all the courage you needed.

steadying your hands on his firm torso, you finally lined up his tip with your entrance and began to sink down.

you moved down inch by inch, taking deep breath breaks every few centimeters. felix was biting his bottom lip not to moan immediately, and that urged you on. it took a bit, but finally you took all of him. your walls already clenching around him while you tried to adjust, your entire body tingling. the both of you gasped in unison, his hands tightening and loosening on your hips to control himself.

after a lot of heavy breathing you weren’t even fully adjusted, but every fiber of your being was begging you to move. with little coordination, you began to lift yourself up just halfway up his length before slamming yourself back down. and any self consciousness you had about your movements were erased by the guttural groan that left him.

inspired by that, you began bouncing up and down on his cock to the best of your ability, all in the hope of hearing that noise again. your breathing was heavy and stilted, brain working far too hard for the current situation when you should’ve been fucked out already.

you got a few good bounces in, but predictably, you had to stop. the stretch too much, breathing too difficult, your thighs already burning and shaking. your posture slouched over, trying to find your center again while you panted. and felix? felix just laughed.

“awe, my sweet girl…it’s too much, huh?” he couldn’t help but tease while he watched you writhe.

it took everything in you not to pout at that, “lix…” you whined, trying your best to resume those movements in vain.

“i know baby, it’s okay,” he both assured and once again teased. felix moved your hair out of you face before he suddenly sat up so you were chest to chest. the shift in position made you gasp, the noise only making him chuckle lowly.

without warning, his grip on your hips tightened and he was moving you. picking you up off of him and then moving you back down, all the while he had the energy to thrust into you from below. your eyes rolled back, overwhelming pleasure hitting you so suddenly. you lulled over, forehead rested against his shoulder, desperate whimpers leaving your lips while deep moans left his.

you two continued on like this for a while, 5 minutes, 10, 20, you genuinely had no idea. all you knew what that it all felt perfect, his cock moving inside you, his strong hands forcing your hips up and down, his pelvis brushing your clit deliciously. you knew you could finish quickly, and would honestly try to hold it in to savor this.

you were falling into all of it so beautifully, head getting fuzzy and heat all sensitive already. the moment, the sex, was all too much and all too perfect. you felt boneless, incredibly pleasured, almost out of body. until you didn’t. until the unmistakable sound of felix’s door opening rang through the room.

you froze, felix didn’t. you looked over your shoulder and immediately saw why. because there hyunjin was, locking the door behind him, backpack already thrown to the ground, hair undone, smiling like a kid in a candy store just watching you two.

you whimpered at his presence, both of them in the room turning you on more. hyunjin seemed to snap out of his trance at that, a deep chuckle leaving his gorgeous lips. “you two started without me? cmon, you know i get fomo,” he joked so lighthearted, already approaching the bed.

“hey man,” felix greeted his friend casually, voice breathless, still working hard to make you ride him.

hyunjin’s belt was off by the time he got onto the bed, sat just behind you. his eyes watched you and felix connect for a few bounces, and then he just couldn’t help himself. his hands went to the hem of the hoodie you still had on, fully intending to pull it off and fully expose you. that was until he noticed it was his, and somehow smiled more.

“fucking lix in my clothes? we really did make you dirty, baby,” hyunjin teased, earning him a huff of a laugh from felix and a whine from you.

“how do you want in on this, hyune?” felix managed to ask him through his own pleasure. because that was felix, always wanting hyunjin to lead.

hyunjin watched you two while he thought, not for too long though. “you wanna go on your stomach, baby? let lixie hit it from behind?” he asked you, turning your head towards him so he could see your eyes while you decided.

felix let out a moan at the mere idea of it, so of course you agreed. “mhm…” was the only noise you could muster, nodding enthusiastically.

hyunjin wasted no time in grabbing your waist and lifting you off of felix, and predictably felix just let him. you couldn’t help but whine at the loss of felix filling you up, but they were quick to move into the next position. felix kicked his sweats and boxers all the way off while he slid down to the end of the bed. hyunjin gently pushed you to lay on your stomach before he moved to sit against the headboard.

felix positioned himself behind you, making sure your legs were seperated and back arched enough. but he didn’t move, not yet, waiting for hyunjin. hyunjin’s hand found the back of your hair, both tugging on and gently running through the locks.

your head was between his thighs, laid comfortably on the inside of one while you tried to catch your breath. the glint in his eyes at the position made his next question almost obvious. “you wanna touch me, baby?”

with shaky breaths and a racing heart, you nodded, “jinnie…i don’t know how, or if i can-“ your brain was jumbled in both the aching for pleasure and the anxiety of what he was asking of you.

“hm…want me to fuck your face then?” hyunjin then asked, so casually, like your heart wasn’t pounding and felix wasn’t letting out a groan.

your eyes darted down to the imprint of his hard cock through his pants and then back to his face. and once again, you nodded, eyes far too eager while a soft, “yes” left your mouth.

hyunjin didn’t hesitate to move you closer to him, before he looked to felix behind you, giving him a nod of approval. felix let out a relieved breath as soon as he got permission, slamming back into your pulsing heat, the new angle making both of you moan.

meanwhile, hyunjin had pushed down his pants and boxers just enough to free himself. his hard, aching cock, just in front of your flushed face. he gave himself a few desperate strokes to get himself ready while you moaned at felix’s deep and steady pace.

hyunjin grabbed a handful of your hair and led your pretty lips to his tip. “hollow your cheeks, breath through your nose, no teeth, i know you can take me, pretty girl,” he whispered, his tone soft even as he began pushing your head down. you tried your best to follow his advice, making sure to breath as you savored how good he tasted.

his salty pre-cum hit the back of your throat, your mouth almost taking all of him when you gagged lightly. hyunjin left you there for a moment, trying to remember exactly how far you could take him before he started. then he moved, lifting your head back up so your lips were on his tip and then pushing it back down however far you could take him, finding a rhythm quickly.

you tried to do the best you could to not gag around him while you clenched around felix. felix was moving steadily, tip kissing your cervix with every slow thrust. the movement so perfect it had you close already, but you had to hold off on it for the sake of hyunjin.

felix’s rings were cool against the skin of your waist, grip tight and sure of itself. he was letting out intense moans and whines with every thrust of his hips and clench of your walls while hyunjin was groaning lowly every time your throat accepted him.

“oh fuck…fuck, so perfect,” felix breathed out after a particularly sharp thrust left you whimpering against hyunjin.

“you’re doing so good,” hyunjin grunted out, his hand in your hair getting rougher, moving your head quicker and quicker, “our good girl.”

your brain and body were feeling beyond fuzzy, your peak feeling closer in this absolutely pulverizing and dirty position. it was all too much but you absolutely wanted more, chasing after every move they made. you could tell felix was close by the way his thrusts got desperate.

but you were both waiting until hyunjin was ready, until he told you too.

hyunjin’s grip on your hair got tighter, movements getting erratic. he began moving his hips in tandem with your head, and then he finally gave the word. with a breathless groan, his eyes finally found a desperate felix, and hyunjin gave a swift nod of permission. felix got louder with that, his hand moving under you and expertly onto your clit. as soon as he began rubbing those tight circles into your bundle of nerves, you knew it was over.

your brain was a pile of mush at this point, just consumed with breathing, controlling your jaw and reaching your peak. you came with a sweet, piercing moan against hyunjin’s length, your toes curling, eyes rolling back, vision turning white and body shaking.

you barely registered when felix stilled inside of you, buried to the hilt while he came. his seed shooting inside of you while you soaked his cock.

watching you two finish so hard was all hyunjin needed, bringing your mouth down as far as you could handle. his hips jutted up one last, tiny time and he was cumming right down your throat. hyunjin’s hand went slack in your messy hair while felix’s loosened on your waist. everyone breathing heavily in the first moment of no skin against skin or moans to fill the silence.

eventually, hyunjin’s hand cupped your jaw so gently and lifted your mouth off of him “swallow,” he commanded in a whisper as soon as he could see your flushed face again.

you obeyed immediately, quickly swallowing his seed for him to watch, smiling sweetly after as you caught you breath.

hyunjin smiled at you, eyes clouded while he came down. he swiftly grabbed you and pulled you on top of him, a whine leaving you when your sensitive hole was pulled off of felix. but you let him, your boneless body collapsing onto him.

hyunjin was quick to tuck you into his left side, placing a soft kiss on your forehead while his free hand beckoned for felix to come closer. felix obliged immediately, falling into hyunjin’s arms to be on his right side.

hyunjin kissed felix’s head too, petting his long blond hair to help him come down. hyunjin looked more than content to hold you both, eyes gleaming and smile bright. both of them began to whisper praises to you as soon as they could speak again, you just smiling against hyunjin’s neck.

the room eventually fell into that calm, blissed out silence that you just had to break.

you felt like your mind had just been rearranged along with your guts. mind still fuzzy enough to finally ask the question that had been plaguing you. “guys…what is this? like what are we?” you mumbled into hyunjin’s skin.

both men’s heads snapped towards you, “you’re our girl,” hyunjin answered swiftly, his voice so sure and final.

you thought about that for a second, never having imagined yourself in a throuple but this was definitely the best situation for you three now. “you guys could have any girl you want, and you choose to share one?” you spoke again with a soft giggle.

felix let out a huff of a laugh, “we don’t mind sharing,” he reached out to grab your hand. his eyes all soft and smile angel like once again.

“not at all,” hyunjin agreed firmly, always getting the final word in between you three. hyunjin kissed the top of your head while felix kissed your hand, both of them sweet again.

the stares you would get on campus, the complications it could bring, all of the questions you three would face, none of that mattered now. because your heart was fluttering and your soul comfortable. you just smiled at them then, more than content with being their girl.

sorry part two took so long, this lowkey took the life outta be fam.

reader thinking they hate her and they just want shawty to not be sore i can’t