loup et lapin.

jaemin’s straight, pearly teeth peeked through his lips as he greeted you, taking few steps to reach you. your breath was knocked from your lungs at the feeling of his built chest and bulging arms wrapping around your frame, his nose rubbing against your neck.

jeno wasn’t far behind, his eyes piercing and intimidating as he took jaemin’s place. he had a similar build as he had the last time you saw him, trim waist and broad shoulders. jeno wasn’t as affectionate, only staring at you with an emotion you couldn’t place but made you quickly look away from him in discomfort.

you felt their lingering gazes, heard their whispered comments, felt the brush of fingertips over your arms and your back as they walked past you. it was funny at first, memories of their childhood crush on you making you smile. you brushed it off when the comments became crude.

when the sky began to shift in color and the childish behavior grew bolder, you huffed, irritated. their whispers turned to low voices, the husky tones catching you off guard every time.

jeno started to spread his legs wide, tapping his fingers beside his bulge to get your attention from the veins in his strong arms to his pants, asking you to “take a seat.” you snorted, remembering jeno’s lanky arms that strained to lift your desk when you had offhandedly asked for help.

jaemin wasn’t any better. he began to lock eyes with you, his tongue running along his bottom lip. you couldn’t help but laugh at that, reminded of the drool that slid out of the corner of his mouth, collected by the back of his hand in embarrassment. he didn’t look amused by your reactions, his gaze hardening.

by the end of the night, they were just as frustrated as you were, with them realizing that their advances weren’t working, and you realizing that they didn’t plan to stop.

it was unspoken that they would stay over, always treated as an extension of your family. you huffed again as they slipped into your room wishing you a good night with one final glance down your body before heading into the room beside yours.

sleep came quickly, the exhaustion from your trip finally catching up with you. you didn’t think much of the weight on your body and the soreness in various parts of your body when your consciousness would return before quickly going away.

you heard jeno first. “shit, she’s so tight, jaem,” he said, the painful stretch of his cock entering you waking you up. your hand flew to your stomach, running down the expanse until you met jeno’s toned stomach. he hissed, leaning into your touch.

“jeno,” you cried, sleep still slowing your thoughts. your cunt throbbed, pain and pleasure rushing up your body as jeno moved his hips back, slamming into again.

“you recognize my voice?” he panted, “you thought about us too, huh?”

you whined, shaking your head as you formed fists, colliding with jeno’s chest, hoping that he would get the hint and pull out of you, stopping the painful sensation. you opened your eyes, blinking slowly as you were met with the sight of jeno, confirming your thoughts.