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Everything was wet- of sweat and slick, creating a mix of body fluid leaking from your body as it entered heat without your permission. And the boys were clearly in enjoyment creating you stress as you gaze down at Wooyoung between your thighs, licking up your juices with his tongue out like a depraved dog in a desert that finally found an oasis. You let out a squeak immediately kicking him away from your thighs, only top find her wouldn’t move and only growled like an alpha. The omega only let his relentless grooming down when a loud growl penetrated the air, coming from Hongjoong. He stood at the door to the nesting den before he didn’t- and he was grabbing Wooyoung by his hair forcing a moan from the foxy man as he teared him away from you.

“She went into full heat and you didn’t tell us?” Hongjoong asked with danger premeating his tone- he would never harm an omega of his pack, but a punishment for his selfish greed would be honed upon him for sure. He had just arrived from a quick meeting with the rest of Ateez with the exception of Wooyoung at the company. Of course your stubborn ass would go into full heat the second they left. The meeting hadn’t been planned and was urgent, so despite his desire and need to stay near he left. And dragged six other members along with him due to the ceo’s questioning. He could fuck off for all of Hongjoong could care. And here he comes in to find Wooyoung lapping at their prized omega instead of calling him- what a jerk. He’s supposed to know the lead alpha is the first for every member of the pack. No exceptions. At least the little shit didn’t penetrate yet.

Wooyoung was about to respond before the rest of their pack tore in, eyes glazed with hunger and need. They could smell it- the scent of need and desire- sending every alpha and omega in the room into an instinctual mode to comfort and fuck their new pup into submission. Whispers and moans of nothing but excitement tore through the air.

Hongjoong let his rough hold of Wooyoung go as he nodded at San. “Punish the little cunt.” He barked. San didn’t waste time mounting Wooyoung in a doggy posistion, rutting against the omega’s ass. He made sure they both had a clear view of you though and you could see the show as you rubbed your thighs together unknowingly that the real show was about to happen as Hongjoong started undressing. The thunderous sound of your heart beating wildly in your chest seemed all the more intense as you watched them shed their extra clothing.

They were all perfectly sculpted which only made you feel more insecure about your figure, starting to slightly panic more as your curled in on your nakedness, hoping to hide. This was happening- you were about to be fucked- you couldn’t stop this- your body needed them. All of them. Your insecurities didnt have long to muster before Hongjoong crawled on top of you, eyes glazed and hungry as he lifts your legs on his shoulder, eyes staring at your pussy before he dived in. The pleasure was instant, a whine tore from your mouth as you shook from the intense excatsy that flooded your body. Though you didnt really expect him to do something like this, it still didn’t stop your surprised gasp as you gave him a perfect opening to slide his tongue between your lips, nose rubbing against your clit as he let his tongue explore your insides as his eyes rolled back in pleasure at your taste. But he quickly found his eyes focusing on you as you twitched and tried to fight the pleasure off poorly.

Seonghwa climbed behind you, positioning your head on his lean stomach as his hands moved to your tits, grabbing and pawing as he watched his mate divulge in the oasis of your pussy. His fingers twisted at your nipples as Hongjoong stimulated you till you were crying out of need- for him to stop- no, you needed more.

Your alpha rose, face dripping with your liquids, giving you an unhinged smile.

“Such a pretty fucking pussy.” He purred, fangs glinting in the light.

The rest of Ateez gathered around, watching and stimulating each other in need and desperation. They wanted their turn. But none of them dared rush their captain.

Hongjoong straightened to his full height, letting your legs drop ontop of his thighs as his right hand stroked his hard, leaking cock. The pure size of it had you coming to your senses and screaming as you tried to pull away, which only resulted in the two holding you down, the smiles never leaving their face.

“Shhh, pretty kitty, be a good omega and take your alpha’s cock..” Seonghwa whispered in your ear as Hongjoong lined his dick with your leaky hole, stretched from his tongue.

Seonghwa kissed at your face, hands playing with your nipples, causing you to look at him with teary eyes. Before you could prepare yourself, Hongjoong rutted his cock all the way into you within a milisecond, groaning from pleasure as he hit your cervix, pushing at it with his leaky tip. He shook from pleasure as he gave you a moment to adjust as he rubbed his tip all in your cervix.

“gonna fuckin’ cum in your womb, baby, gonna have you leaking on my knot like a fountain.” Hongjoong growled, hips pulling back before snapping into a brutal pace that left you crying and screaming from pleasure. His knot was already swelling inside of you slowly, rubbing relentlessly against your g-spot, making you overstimulated as you cried, but you needed more- you needed his knot- his fangs in your neck- all of them- all eight of their fucking knots.

“Yeahh.. thats fucking it, cry on daddy’s cock. You know you fucking love being pumped full like this by your alpha. You’re gonna take it all aren’t cha’?” Hongjoong growled eyes crazed as he went into a frenzy, his right hand finding your clit as he made sure to overwhelm you in pleasure till you break. His left hand dug into your hip, gripping as he dragged your body to meet his thrusts, giggling as Seonghwa licked at your neck, giving your nipples attention. He moaned loudly, mouth open and drool slipping from his mouth, fangs slowly growing farther out in preparation with his knot.

You couldn’t do anything but cry louder as every part of your body was being stimulated- or at least that’s what you thought before you felt Hongjoong slow down, grabbing something from Yeosang before popping it in his mouth and sucking until it was well lubed with his saliva. You didn’t have time to process before the anal plug was being shoved into your ass, as Hongjoong continued thrusting, picking up his pace once it was in. You need to be claimed in all places, of course. The plug was just for preparation. You’d get use to it real fucking fast tonight.

You cried in embarrasment as you almost immediately creamed on his cock the second you were double penetrated. Fuck it felt good, Everything was being stimulated- you couldn’t think of anything but Hongjoong’s name, eyes rolling back as your body shook from pleasure.

Your alpha laughed cruely, thrusts unrelentless despite your orgasm. His knot was swelling to the limit- he could feel it rising, getting ready to pump your stupid fucking cunt full of his seed. Make you even more fucking stupid on his cock.

“Such a good fucking, pup. Yeah, you like it so much, sometimes you need to just shut your fucking mouth and let your body do the talking on my cock.” You couldn’t help the squeeze your pussy gave as he rutted inside. “Yeahh, that’s it, you gonna milk your daddy’s cock right? Take it all, mhmm?”

His words turned into a loud rumble as he slammed his hips into your one last time, letting his huge knot swell, locking your bratty ass in place as his cock pumped his seed into the deepest part of you. Hongjoong’s fangs found your neck before your could scream from another orgasm his knot caused you, shaking violently as your eyes rolled back.

He kept rolling his knot in deeper as he could, not giving a fuck about your cries and continuous orgasm. “Fuck…, fuck yeah, just like that.” Hongjoong whimpered in pleasure shaking as his dick continued spewing like a fountain in your tight cunt, tip pressing uncomfortable hard into your cervix, ensuring all his cum went directly into your womb.

Your body went limp, accepting his seed and knot, letting it calm your heat. The bite on the center of your neck stung like a fucker, and made your body more overwhelmed as you felt the connections come together with the rest of your packmates. Seonghwa purred with Hongjoong, behind you, hugging your upper body with his shoulders and nuzzling his head into your hair.

The last thing you see before passing out from pleasure and exhaustion are the boys gathering around you in awe, praises leaving their mouth.

─..004.mommy.ys.───

⊹ It started as a just a small slip of the tongue. You were joking, more than anything, when you said —

⟡ "You looked really pretty on stage, Mommy."

⊹ He said thank you before he even fully registered what you said, but once he did he was dead silent. As he changed, as he got in the car, as he got out of the car, as he held your hand and immediately pulled you to the bathroom when you got to your apartment.

⟡ Then he shut the bathroom door and it all came rushing out —

His tongue is in your mouth before you know left from right, up from down.

He pushes you back against the wall and starts grabbing at your clothes like they've personally offended him; never opening his eyes or removing his lips from yours for even a second. When he does, you find out quickly what's got him so fired up despite the usual adrenaline crash he'd be having right about now.

"Call me Mommy again." He demands, he always does. But there's something soft in his tone as he shoves your pants down your hips; leaving you completely nude and not even realizing how he did that so quickly.

"What-" You pant against his lips, sliding your hands under his jacket and slipping it down his arms.

"I said call me Mommy." He isn't shy about what he wants — not with you anyways. He knows you'll give him what he wants and you'll never judge him while doing so. "It made me so fucking hard..."

He grabs your wrist, bringing it to his clothed bulge to show you just how affected he truly is, even almost two hours later.

"Oh." You laugh a bit shyly, looking down as you slowly caress his bulge. "You liked it when I called you Mommy?"

"Don't get bratty, I'll still fuck your brains out," he moans as he tilts his head back. "You'd like that wouldn't you, darling? Make you so dumb on my cock all you can even think is 'Mommy'?"

"Yes," you whisper with a smile as you lean and kiss his neck, unfazed by the sticky dried sweat on his skin. "Fuck me good, Mommy~"

You hardly have time to get the words out before he's grabbing you by the neck and swinging you around; practically throwing you onto the counter by the sink. "Spread your legs for Mommy, why don't you? Let me see that perfect pussy."

He has a smirk as you do as he says right away, spreading your legs and reaching down to spread your cunt as well. Your fingers slide within the slickness between your thighs, and he lets out a chuckle. "You that wet already? How desperate my darling must be~"

"I told you that you looked so pretty tonight, Mommy..."

"Open your mouth." And you do without a second thought, being graced with his fingers shoved in your mouth quickly. "Suck them good, bitch."

He busies himself with unbuttoning his pants, so roughly the button nearly pops off. He doesn't know why he likes being called Mommy so much, but he doesn't care. It's not like this is the first time you've ever explored kinks together. Very, very far from it.

"You want Mommy to finger that tight little cunt before I split it open?"

You nod around his fingers, slurping and sucking in a lewd show of how worked up he's got you.

"Be a good bitch then and take it." He has his fingers out of your mouth and into your wetness before you have the chance to say anything at all; you can only moan and writhe as he starts a brutal pace with two of his slender digits digging inside of you. "Mommy wants to push you to your limits tonight, okay? You okay with that?"

"Yes!" You scream as you grip the side of the counter. He always knows exactly where to curl his fingers, exactly how far to spread them to make you a dripping mess.

"I want you to say 'yes, Mommy'. Everything you say, I want to hear 'Mommy' at the end. Got that?" He gropes at your chest with his free hand, grinding his cock against your leg and looking at you intently.

"Yes, Mommy!"

"Good girl~" You hardly get such sweet praise from him during sex; praise that isn't mixed with drool inducing degradation. And it's making you even wetter for him. He can tell. "Awe, look at my pretty darling... So wet and ready for me, huh?"

"Fuck-" You whine, eyebrows pressing together as he slips his hand down and circles your clit with his thumb all while continuing his jaw-dropping pace of spreading you out. "Please, please can I cum, Mommy?"

"Not yet."

"Ple-"

"I said no. Don't you fucking cum unless you want me to edge you the rest of the night." He grins as he leans into your neck, flicking his tongue against your heated skin.

You bite your lip, shaky hands coming up to wrap up in his long hair. "But it feels so good, Mommy..."

"I know it does, darling," he coos softly before taking your ear lobe between his teeth and giving it a gentle nip. "But I know you can do it. You can hold it for Mommy~"

"S-stop!" You manage to squeal; thanking your lucky stars he's so diligent about stopping the second you say the word. You breathe heavily, clinging to his hair like a lifeline as you let the buzzing feeling in your cunt fizzle out.

"That's a good girl, so fucking smart~" He giggles as you clench around his stilled fingers, "using your safe word so you won't cum, look at you using that pretty little head~"

You melt into his touch as he brings his hand to your cheek, staring at him dazedly. "Kiss-" And his lips are on yours with zero hesitation, you don't even have to finish your request. He knows you all too well.

You lift up for your tongue for him, whining softly into his mouth as he slowly withdraws his fingers. It's like he's trying to memorize every inch of your mouth as he slides his tongue against everything he can reach.

Usually, when he pulls back and finds your chin messy with spit; he might scoop it back into your mouth or smear it into your skin. But something about the echoing of your voice in his mind calling him Mommy makes him feel a bit kinder.

He swipes it up softly with his thumb and wipes it away on his pants with a gentle smile, "you want to take a shower, darling?"

You nod, still fuzzy headed from the orgasm you had denied yourself. "Mh, stay there," he gives a kiss to your cheek that has you smiling like an idiot as he turns and starts the water before stripping himself.

He helps you down with a gentle touch, lets you rinse off before he joins you.

"C'mere, Mommy," his heart skips a beat as you call him that again, his cock twitching against his stomach as he leans down a bit and lets you take his hair out of its ponytail. "So pretty," is whispered under your breath as you comb it out with your fingers.

But, of course he catches it.

"Turn around," he spins you before you can protest — even though you never would. "You can cum as many times as you want, but you have to say 'thank you, Mommy' every time. Deal?" He bites his lip, guiding your hands to rest against the wall to effectively bend you over.

"Deal," you nod quickly, wrapping your fingers up with his as he pins one of your hands to the cold tile in a mean hand-hold.

He lines himself up, hardly giving you a warning of, "scream for me, bitch," before pounding into you with one fluid thrust.

You yelp, going onto your tip toes instinctively to try and get some distance when he places his hand on the small of your back and presses you back down. "Yeah," he moans, pulling you into his slow thrusts, "that's what I like~"

"Fuck- fuck!" You slap your free hand against the wall, gulping, "you're always so big, Mommy..."

Oh, he definitely, definitely likes that.

"Yeah? Mommy stretching you out? Nice and big for my good girl~" He leans down and kisses your shoulder in a show of affection before he starts slamming his hips into your backside; making you wail. "Fuck..." He groans deeply, "that's right, darling. Take Mommy's dick like the perfect bitch you are."

He's usually talkative, but this is opening up a whole new world of dirty, dirty praise that makes you feel lightheaded.

"Oh, shit, oh-" You gasp, gripping his hand tighter as your legs start to tremble. "Thank you, Mommy!" You yell out just before your mind goes pleasantly blank, waves of ecstasy washing away your thoughts.

He grits his teeth, practically snarling as you clench around him while you cum. He can only give a few more rough thrusts before he forces himself to stop and give you a moment to recuperate while he lets his own orgasm fade from his grasp.

He isn't done. He's far from satisfied. You'll be calling out 'Mommy' all night long.

Your arm falls limp by your side as you pant, the sensation of the water softly pelting your back making you whine in your sensitive state.

"Shhh," he chuckles as he picks up your arm, bringing it behind your back as he slowly starts grinding into your twitching cunt. "You're okay, right? Mommy's got you~"

"Mhm," you nod as you lick your lips, closing your eyes to revel in the feeling of him carefully bringing your other arm to join behind your back. He's about to take full control, you can feel it —

"Tell me what you want."

His demand takes you a bit of guard. "Wha- what I want?" He always takes what he wants, and you both love it that way.

"That's right," he hums as he holds your arms against you, making you stumble a bit before he guides you to rest your head against the wall. "Tell Mommy how you want it."

It takes you a second, smiling dopily as you realize that the new found nickname is making him soft in the heart. He's still as dominant as ever, but he's somehow... more tender.

"Hard, please. I want you to cum inside of me, Mommy."

And he quickly finds out those are his favorite words you've ever spoke because his body reacts for him. He's always in control, not only of you but himself as well. But he finds himself drilling his cock into you so rough and fast that you're suddenly pressed up against the wall.

"Fuck-" He growls, unheard over your screams of intense bliss, "of course you do, you sweet little bitch. You love it when Mommy ruins this pretty cunt. Don't you?" He's already approaching his peak again, quickly.

He lets go of your arms and they fall limp beside you as you moan and groan, lost in the throes of pleasure.

"I said 'don't you'?" He pushes your head to the side, smooshing your cheek to the tile so he can look at you.

"Y-yes, Mommy, fuck yes," you manage to slur, trembling between him and the wall; kept upright solely by his strength and the way he presses his chest to your back.

"Good," he grins, gripping your waist tightly, "that's more like it~ Mommy wants to hear how much you love it."

"So much," you say quickly, rambling as he fucks into you mercilessly, "ffffucking love your cock so much, Mommy! Love it wh-when you ruin me- ah, Sangie~"

He's all but crushing you to the wall, his eyes rolling back into his head as you call his name in the same breath as you call 'Mommy'. "Oh, you little bitch..." He huffs as he slips his arms between you and the wall; hugging you with a bone crushing tightness and chasing after his own breath, "gonna make me cum~ Beg- beg for it. Beg for Mommy to fill you up."

You don't even notice the way he stutters; too wrapped up in his arms, in the way he's about to make you cum so hard you're afraid you might pass out.

"Please! Please, please," is the only word you can even think of for a second, "give it to me, Mommy! I want your cum, I want it so bad, please, if you don't cum inside of me I'll cry— please!" The last one is a breathless squeal as you meet your high, turning into a boneless doll in his arms as you shiver from the pure intensity. "Mmmff- sweet fucking fuck, thank you, M-mommy!"

"Goddamn," he hisses as you clamp down on him, pressing his head to yours as he finally gives in and lets himself cum. His jaw drops, his eyes flutter shut, a whimper gets stuck in his throat as he fills you up with so much cum that it's already dripping down and getting washed into the drain; even as he's still pumping it into you.

He doesn't move, he can't. He keeps his arms locked around you tight and his cock buried deep as he pins you to the wall.

"You are fucking amazing," he laughs, completely breathless, "have I told you that?"

"Mm, few times," you slur a giggle, leaning your head against his and moaning as you slump in his firm hold; knowing he'd never let you fall even after a brain-tickling orgasm. "Thank you, Mommy."

"Fuck-" He laughs again, and you follow as you feel his cock twitch inside of you.

"You really like that, don't you, Sangie?"

"Of course I do," he leans and kisses across your shoulder, "you sound so sweet when you say it. Want to hear it everyday from now on, okay?"

"Okay," you agree with a smile, bringing your dead weighted arms up to wrap around his, "I love you, Sang."

"I love you, too, darling."

Well past midnight, the rest of the world is asleep as you and Yeosang stand on the beach.

"I don't see why we don't just use the treadmills," you hum as you take his cap off and rake your fingers through his hair.

He's kneeled down infront of you in the sand, tightening up your running shoes laces. "Because you always quit," he chuckles while leaning into your touch, "I have an idea to get you to really run."

"Mh? What's that, Sangie?"

You smile as he stands up, pulling the black cap back over his head. He leans down and pecks your lips; his thumb tracing your cheekbone. "If I catch you, I get to rape you."

You pause for a second. The water laps at the shore quietly a few feet away. The moon and the light from the far-off city illuminates his gentle smile.

"Oh, baby, that's not fair!" You pout dramatically, crossing your arms over your chest.

"Why not? You can outrun me, I know you can! I'll even give you a head start. How about it?"

He doesn't even really have to ask you. Not with the way your relationship works. He can just take what he wants so long as you don't say your safe word — and you haven't for a very, very long time. Because, by now, he knows what you like and he knows how to please you even when he's being 'selfish'.

As long as he takes care of you, respects your wishes, you let him do whatever it is he needs to do to be satisfied — because his satisfaction and yours is one and the same. You'll always end up doing what he wants, and gladly.

"For how long?" You look up and down the length of the beach. It's completely desolate and it stretches seemingly forever. "How long do I have to outrun you to win?"

Both of you have the inkling that you won't take much effort to catch. He's got much more stamina than you.

He looks with you, pointing to a bench further down the shore. It looks like just a dot from how far away it is. "Home base?"

"Hmmm-" You're running away before you even finish humming, making a mad dash to the far away bench. "Deal!"

He counts to ten. Gives you the head start he said he would — because he wants to get you fair and square.

There's a smile on his lips as he watches you push yourself as fast as you can. You know he's going to fuck you up. And it makes him beyond happy that you trust him enough to do so — that you love him enough to want him to.

He doesn't particularly care for cardio either. So you are his motivation. His prize when he catches you.

And he will catch you.

As soon as he reaches ten in his head, he's bolting after you; shrinking the distance quickly.

You're both pretty fast given the conditions. The sand under your feet and the tiredness from the day still heavy in your muscles.

But this game of cat and mouse is one of Yeosang's favorites — one of yours, too.

You shriek as you look behind your shoulder and see him just an arms length away. "No, no-"

He wraps his fingers up in the back of your shirt and yanks you back, making you stumble and fall onto your backside. "What the fuck, how are you so fast?" You pant as he quickly climbs on top of you, straddling you.

"Horny," he shrugs with an exhale that sounds something like a laugh; much too focused on shoving your top up to give you a full chuckle. "Ready to fuck you."

"Yeo-" You're cut off with his lips on yours rough, instinctively meeting his movements as he gropes your chest over your bra. You come around in just a few seconds, pushing his head away and panting as he yanks your shirt away from you; abandoning it in the sand.

"You made it too easy, beautiful," he hums, grabbing your wrist as you go to push at him. "You want me to, is that it?"

True — but when Yeosang says that, he really means he wants you to put up more of a fight.

If a fight is what he wants, you'll always give it to him. "Get off of me!" You yell, sliding out from under him; one wrist still caught in his grip as you stand.

He stands with you, grip accidentally letting you slip away. And then he's chasing you again as you bolt for the bench.

He lets you reach it. Lets you taste the victory as you sit down. "Looks like I win."

"Mh, looks like."

Your head perks up at that, raising a brow as he sits beside you, setting a hand on your knee. "You let me? You asshole, Yeosang, I wanted to beat you fair and square!"

"I caught you way back there, but I had to make sure you got your cardio in. A deal is a deal, I get to rape you." He says it all so casually that it makes your cunt throb. Too distracted by the wetness that's gathering faster between your legs at the realization that he's really about to fuck you right here on the beach, it's easy for him to yank you off of the bench and onto your knees in front of him.

"Deal is a deal?" He confirms, already tugging his bottoms down enough to free his hardening length — just as excited as you are. If the next word out of your mouth isn't your safe word; he's taking full advantage of that.

"You're so mean-" Is what you choose.

And you get a mouthful of cock as result.

How perfect you are for each other. Yeosang wanting to use force and you enjoying every second of it as he shoves himself into your mouth.

Your hands rest instinctively on his thighs like he's taught you to do before you remember that this isn't just any blowjob. You groan around him, attempting to pull back when he catches the back of your head with his palm and pushes you right back; moaning as you gag around him.

"Did you really think I'd let you get away scot-free, hm? I caught you. Stupid bitch." He catches your eyes fluttering shut, smirk painted on his lips as he starts pulling your head along his cock. "You know I get what I want."

Because you'll always give it to him in the exact way he wants and needs. Because-

"You're so easy for me." Exactly. You're so easy for Yeosang. Rolling over and exposing your belly even if you act like you don't like it. "You're just my whore, aren't you?"

Forget wet. Your panties are ruined. He must not plan on stretching you out, because he's not usually this talkative. But he knows it makes you even hornier for him.

"Is that it, are you just my whore?" He pulls you away, spit dribbling down your chin as you suck in air desperately. "What, not going to defend yourself?" He hums, slapping his cock against your heated cheek.

"I-"

"Wait, I don't care." He says quickly, having had it locked and loaded. "Get up here," and he doesn't give you a choice, pulling you and practically throwing you onto the bench.

You whine as you land with your knees on the hard seat, your torso almost bent over the back, weight barely held up by your hands gripping the edge.

The breeze hits your cunt in just milliseconds, making you shiver. "Of course you're wet," he laughs airily, already positioning himself behind you as you recoup. "You're always wet when I use you. It's cute how pathetic you are for me."

You scream as he pushes into you, earning yourself a hand slapped over your mouth. He and you both know you like the pain as he forces himself into your ill-prepared cunt; but the screaming comes naturally regardless. Usually he'll let you scream and concern his roommates, but this is a bit too risky.

Realistically, he knows nobody will stumble across your scene in the middle of the night on the deserted part of the beach way off of the beaten path. He came multiple nights before just to be sure. Always thinking ahead with you. Always so thoughtful — even as he muffles your screams, he's watching your hands incase you try to tell him it's too much.

You don't. Because even though it's uncomfortable, you're so needy that you're afraid you'll cry if he dares to cut the scene short.

Your shaking breath against his fingers as your pussy clenches around him wildly, trying to accommodate for his girth, snatches away nearly every remaining piece of self control he was trying to hold onto.

Your muffled screaming moans are music to his ears as he starts pounding into you. Hard and without mercy, making your eyes roll back with the shock of him hitting your g-spot roughly when it, and everything else, was previously untouched.

From being just worked up, untouched and needy — to getting fucked ruthlessly within a matter of minutes.

It's like the most exhilarating whiplash possible. Especially when you hear him spit down on his cock, and then it's being fucked into you. Slick with your growing arousal and his saliva, your screams morph evermore into pure moans.

Your heart is slamming against your ribs, and he can feel the beat in your stretched cunt if he stays still for long enough. Not that his is any slower, pumping a dizzying amount of adrenaline and dopamine through his bloodstream at the fact that he's got you bent over on the beach; 'raping' you.

You raise two of your fingers shakily from the bench, and he pulls his hand away from your mouth, letting you take in some desperately needed air as he slows ever so slight. Two fingers is just pull back a little — not stop.

You'd throw a fit if he stopped now.

He has one hand gripping the back of your neck, keeping your torso pressed over the bench. The other stays bruisingly tight on your hip as he thrusts into you.

"You're a good little bitch for me, did you know that?" He moans, sliding his hand around to the front of your neck; gripping your throat. Not squeezing, not cutting off your air. Just holding it. Firm and owning.

You can only slur his name, spreading your legs as far as they'll go with your pants still around your knees and arching your hips into him.

"I can't believe you," he moans deep in his throat, nipping at your ear lobe, "you really get off on being my bitch, huh? Being my rapedoll makes you so wet~ Somethings not right with you, darling."

And his sweet insults makes you cum. A broken whine off your lips. Trembling as he holds you down with his body and gives your neck the lightest of squeezes while he laughs in your ear, fucking you through your orgasm until you slump over the back of the bench in a mess of whimpers.

If something isn't right with you — something is wrong with Yeosang. You get off on him bending you over and fucking you ruthlessly, on him calling you things you'd never tolerate from anyone else — and Yeosang gets off on being the one to bend you over and use you, on calling you things he'd never call anyone else.

His cum is hot and soothing to your abused cunt, his heavy breathing on your shoulder grounding you to the planet as your adrenaline cools into a pleasant hum in your sore body.

His breaths turn into kisses, his buff arm coming between you and the bench to act as a cushion. "You like it?" He asks as he kisses his way up your neck, your pulse thudding under his lips.

"Mhm," you moan softly, tilting your head to bare your neck to him. Head fuzzy with pleasure and heart full and satisfied. "We should do cardio more often."

"Yeah?" He chuckles, "let's see if you can walk before we get back to running, darling~"

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You expected average, at best. His years of dancing making his joints weak and his age putting a damper on his stamina — that's what you thought.

Truth be told, sex with the man twice your age is the best sex you've ever had. He still hits the gym, he goes on runs, he's in shape probably more than you are. His stamina is through the roof —

And God, he knows what he's doing.

"Hwa!" You yelp as he sucks on your clit, his fingers swirling and scissoring inside of you. "Like that! Just like that!"

The man is insatiable when it comes to the wet heat between your legs. Nothing can stop him, and nothing will. Especially not today.

There's one thing on his mind while he laps at your clit, fingering you open, and that's fucking you raw.

You always insist on using a condom, something about being too young to have children, but today he's conveniently ran out and forgot to restock — and he isn't going to let that stop him.

That might be why he's being extra generous, curling his fingers right where you like and circling his tongue on your swollen clit until you cry out, shaking and gripping his hair to stay grounded as you cum around his fingers with a drawn out whine.

"Did that feel good, baby?" He asks, almost rhetorically as you wipe the sweat from your brow with a deep moan.

"Mhm," you moan again, mouth opening up pliantly as he brings his fingers up. You suck on them gently, earning a deep sigh from him.

"So good at sucking, angel," he hums, "bet you want to suck my cock like a little whore, hm?"

Another agreeable hum comes from your throat, and he chuckles while pressing on your tongue, "not today, slut. I need you on my cock."

You're still dazed from your orgasm as he rubs his tip against your slit, but you come to as you feel him pushing in. "Hwa, wait-"

"What's the matter, baby?"

"Condom," you whine as he continues pushing deeper, stretching you out slowly.

"Not today," he says plainly. Like it's his decision, not both of your agreement. "Want you raw."

"No, we can't-"

"But I am," he cuts you off, "look at that, already half way there. Doesn't it feel even better without a stupid condom?"

Well, yes. But you don't want it this way.

"Pull out," you insist, heat of anger rising on your face at his blatant disregard for your wishes.

He says nothing, only gripping your hips when you go to sit up and scoot away; pulling you closer until he's balls deep inside of you.

"Hwa, I- I'm serious, pull out!"

"Not going to happen, sweetheart," he gives a rough, short thrust that knocks the wind out of you and has you falling back to your back.

"Stop," you manage to stutter out as he starts a brutal pace, dragging along your sensitive g-spot and getting all too close to your cervix. "Seonghwa, stop!"

"Shit, baby, you feel so good~ Can't wait to make you all swollen and round with me."

"No, no, Hwa," you scramble, grabbing the sheets and trying to pull yourself away when he fully lays ontop of you; pining you in place as he fucks into you, "we talked about this!!"

"Oh, you don't know what you want," he near-laughs, hands sliding up your waist, "you're too young to realize this is really for the best. It's better to be a young mother. You'll be able to keep up with them all."

"Get off me!"

"That's not the slut I know and love talking, is it? Hm? No," he thrusts only harder, his pace making you short of breath; panting against his shoulder. "No, my slut is going to take it like the good little girl she is."

"Please," you groan, clenching around him to try and stop the upcoming orgasm you feel building. "Pull out..."

"Talkin' nonsense, baby," he leans down and kisses at your neck, breathing heavily, "you're going to be the best mommy."

"Don't want to be," you sniffle, and it gains his attention.

Looking up at you with dark eyes, he smiles sickly sweet, "don't cry. I'll take good care of you and all our babies. Promise~"

Try as you might, you are crying. His betrayal hit you where it hurts, and there's no undoing it.

"Why don't you go ahead and cum for me, angel?" He reaches a hand between you and circles figure eights along your swollen clit, "you're such a good girl, taking me raw like this. You deserve it."

You shake your head, but you feel it coming on either way. As he rubs against every sensitive part of you and tries to fuck his way even deeper; you feel it building, hot and undeniable.

"Mhm," he nods to contradict you, "you're my good girl, my good little whore."

"P-pull out," you try one last time, teary eyes locked on his while he just smiles and rubs your clit faster. "Fuck!" You reach your peak with a burst of liquid coming from you, wetting the skin between you as he thrusts ever faster.

You swear you feel his seed taking root as he buries himself to the hilt and releases inside of you, staying deep and plugging you up.

"We're doing it raw until you give me a baby," he pants softly, cupping your jaw and forcing hear head to be still as he leans and gives you a long kiss. When he pulls back, he says it with a finality you're going to have trouble fighting, "raw or nothing."

With how often Yunho was around, you got to know the slightly older man as well. You formed a bumpy friendship–jealousy preventing you from getting too close at first. Over time, you got over it and accepted him as a part of your life with Mingi, falling into a routine with the two of them. 

The three of you would often hang out in the apartment you shared with Mingi, whether it was to play video games, watch movies, or just sit around. It started out with small actions that made you feel seen by Yunho. Your favorite snacks brought without you having to ask, explanations of inside jokes when he saw confusion on your face, and small unexpected gifts like he would get Mingi when he had bad days. 

Mingi didn’t think anything of it, knowing Yunho would do the same for him. In fact, he became thrilled at the idea of the two of you getting closer. He even encouraged you to turn to Yunho if he was ever too busy to answer. He didn’t see how he could be upset at the idea of his two favorite people becoming friends. Even when Yunho started to tease you like he would, Mingi didn’t think anything of it. 

As harmless as it was at first, you didn’t miss the small smirks Yunho would send your way. The glances when he believed Mingi wasn’t looking, or even the small brushes when walking past you. A tension growing between the two of you, that you weren’t sure what to do with. 

Coming home from work one day, you couldn't help but tense up hearing both of their voices as you entered your shared apartment. You kicked your shoes off and dropped your bag down on the kitchen table, exhausted after the long day. 

“Hey, baby. How was work?” Mingi called from the living room. He was enthralled in some game you didn’t care to learn about with Yunho, the two clearly battling. 

“Fine, just long.” You answered as you grabbed a drink from the fridge. Entering the living room, you waited beside the arm of the couch, not wanting to interrupt their match. Mingi sat closest to you, Yunho was in the arm chair on the other side of the couch. 

“How’d the project go?” Yunho asked, glancing at you out of the corner of his eye. 

“Good, finally got the one executive to drop his impossible idea.” 

“Told you, he’d come around. My baby’s too pretty to argue with.” Mingi spoke with a proud smirk causing you to chuckle. 

“Yes, I’m sure he changed his mind cause he thought I was pretty.” You couldn't help but roll your eyes at the thought.

“Do we have competition with your coworkers now? We’re-Mingi’s gonna have to show them you’re off limits.” Yunho spoke, trying to correct himself quickly. 

Your eyes widened at his insinuation, the innuendo not lost on you. You felt yourself tense up as you glanced at Mingi, who was now biting his lip–at Yunho’s words or just in concentration you didn’t know. His eyes hadn't left the screen in front of him as far as you had seen.

Yunho glanced at you again, a red tinge to his ears. His eyes strayed from the screen just a second too long, giving Mingi the advantage he needed to end the match. Mingi let out a cheer at finally winning, before placing his control down and extending his hand out to you. You set your drink down, placing your hand in his. 

“Come here, baby.” He spoke softly, eyes meeting yours as you did as he asked. You moved to sit by Mingi, your legs across his lap as he gently massaged your calves. You didn’t glance at the other man as you closed your eyes and relaxed into your boyfriend’s massage.

Yunho cleared his throat before you heard him stand. “She’s clearly had a long day, I’ll leave you two be.” You opened your eyes to see him gathering his stuff, avoiding eye contact with either of you. 

“You don’t have to, we can play another round, right, baby?” Mingi asked, looking at you for a moment before turning back to Yunho. 

“I’m sure, take care of your girl.” He answered before you could even open your mouth, eyes drifting to you at the end. There was something in his look, it was familiar to you, but not from him. 

Desire. A muted fire as he clearly fought to push it down.

You stayed still until he finally made his way to the door and made a swift exit. 

Mingi glanced between the two of you, biting his lip. He couldn’t deny the attraction building between the all three of you, but just like you, he didn’t know how to act on it. He didn’t know what to say or how to address what was happening. He wasn’t sure it was something you wanted, let alone Yunho. 

You entered a standstill where Yunho continued to push further and further. Tension building with each visit he had to your apartment. You weren’t sure how to approach the subject, not wanting to upset Mingi with the interest you now held for his best friend, or vice versa. 

Enter Wooyoung. 

Wooyoung wasn’t around as often as Yunho, but had become a more frequent guest recently. Often joining the two in the gaming sessions, or some other random hang out. However, the few encounters that the three of you had with him were enough for him to grasp an understanding of your dilemma. 

He had a perceptiveness as he watched the three of you interact. Something akin to a hawk watching his prey. He caught on to your attraction to both men. 

The adorable embarrassment that broke out as Yunho mercilessly enjoyed teasing you. The seemingly lack of care that Yunho had for Mingi or anyone else being in the room when he did it. He also caught on to Mingi’s excitement at watching the two people closest to him not only get along but thrive in each other's presence.

Wooyoung could tell you wanted to say something, to quit walking the tightrope between the two. However, what he didn’t know is where the line was drawn only having an outside perspective of the situation. 

“So, have you three fucked or something?” Wooyoung asked one evening after following you into the kitchen. 

You almost choked on your drink at the blatant question. “What?! No!” 

“Oh, don’t be like that. You three are thirsting after each other like a fucking camel in the desert.”

“I don’t–”

“Spare me the denials. Everytime Yunho flirts with you, I swear Mingi gets a fucking hard on and you make heart eyes at both of them more than San does to Yeosang.” He spoke with his arms crossed, leaning on the counter next to you. A knowing smirk was on his face as a heat rose to your cheeks. 

You felt pinned to the spot, the hair on the back of your neck standing on edge. Your eyes glanced at the exit from the room, wondering if he would block you from taking it. 

“Woo, just drop it please.” You pleaded after a moment dropping your head so as to not see his face. 

“Oh, I can see why they tease you…” He spoke and you snapped your head back up to meet his eyes. “You’re so pretty when you beg.” 

“Not you too.” Your head fell, avoiding eye contact once again. 

“Not sorry, you’re just too cute.” 

Rolling your eyes, you attempted to head back to the living room. As you passed Wooyoung, his hand caught your wrist. 

“I can help, you know? I see what you want, I can be that final push.” He told you, smirk on his face as he glanced between your eyes and lips. 

“Why would you do that? What's in it for you?”

“A night of fun if I play my cards right, and the bonus of getting rid of the weird tension between you three.” He answered honestly, dropping your wrist with a shrug. 

The gears in your head started to turn at his idea. Your boyfriend wasn't the easily jealous type, not with his friends anyway. Yunho though? Different story. Could Wooyoung really be the catalyst to get one of them to act–to admit to what they truly want?

“How do you want to do this?” You finally asked after a moment.

“You're down?” 

When you nodded he couldn't stop the laugh that spilled from his lips. 

“Orai! We'll do it naturally. Just storm out of here like you were going to after I teased you. Trust me to take care of the rest.” 

Giving him a nod and taking a deep breath, you moved to leave the kitchen with a huff.

You planted down on the couch next to Mingi, burying your head in his chest with a groan. Your cheeks red, with embarrassment, and you held a disbelief in your actions. Were you really trusting the younger man to push you all together, just like that? 

You felt Mingi chuckle before you heard it. “Everything okay, baby?” He asked as his hand dragged through your hair. You moved to glance up at his face. 

“Yeah, just Youngie being a menace.”

“Ah so nothing new.” Yunho joked as he continued the video game he was playing from the armchair next to you. 

“It’s not my fault she looks hot when she blushes. I mean look at ‘er” Wooyoung spoke, now leaning on the wall separating the kitchen and living room. His arms were crossed as he bit his lip, eyes not leaving your form. You felt Mingi tense under you as Yunho let out a chuckle of disbelief, pausing his game and placing the controller down. Wooyoung’s eyes flitted between the three of you, watching the reactions with a playful smirk. 

No one spoke for a moment, an awkward silence filling the void.

“Well, that’s interesting. So Yunho can flirt all he wants but the minute I do, you get all tense?” Wooyoung asks with a scoff, a hand coming to rest on his hip. 

“I don’t–”

“He doesn’t–”

“Bullshit.” Wooyoung stopped the older men’s arguments before they could even start. You sat up to give Mingi space as he started to fidget under you. 

“Don’t try to deny it when I could cut the tension in here with one of your shitty knives.” 

Mingi scoffed and readjusted himself. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” 

“So you’re not hard right now?” 

Wooyoung had him, caught red handed. Mingi stayed silent, ears turning red as everyone turned to face him. 

“Wait, you’re really–”

“Shut up!” Mingi barked before Yunho could finish his question. 

“Dude, it’s okay. Had you– I would've– We could’ve–” Yunho struggled with his words until Mingi cut him off.

“Could’ve what?” He gave a slight chuckle in disbelief. 

“Could’ve fucked.” Yunho answered bluntly, eyes locking with Mingi's.

“Dude, I don’t just want a one night stand.” 

“Then what do you want?”

“I– Fuck I don’t know, which is why I never said anything. How can I explain what I want when I don’t know? Let alone what you two want.” 

“We can work that out, man. Just let me–” 

“Just fuck already.” You had almost forgotten Wooyoung was there until he approached. However, you remember his words–his reason for still being here.

“Why so you can watch?” Yunho fired back with a smirk. 

“You gonna let me?”

“That's not for–” Yunho trailed off as he glanced at Mingi. Mingi who was back to biting his lip. A desire burning in his chocolate orbs as he met Yunho's gaze once more. 

“Well, that just leaves you, baby girl. What do you think?” Yunho asked, eyes not leaving Mingi's, as if locked in a silent conversation only those two understood. 

“I'm open to it, so long as both of you are.” You answered, glancing between the two.

“Yeah? You want all of us? Want us to share you?” Mingi asked softly, eyes searching your face. 

Biting your lip, you nodded, eyes not leaving his. 

“Words baby girl, or this goes no further.” Yunho spoke up, causing your eyes to snap to his. 

“I want this. All of it, whatever it is.” 

Mingi darted forward lips capturing yours in a searing kiss. Closing your eyes, you leaned into him. His hand coming up to cup the side of your head as his tongue teased your lips. You let him in, tongue barely fighting back as Mingi dominated the kiss. Desire burned through your veins and you moaned into his mouth.

“Fuck, that’s hot.” Wooyoung spoke and Mingi pulled back with a chuckle. 

“Just wait, you ain’t seen nothing yet.” His eyes glanced between the other two men in the room. 

“Should we take this somewhere more comfortable?” Yunho asked and earned nods from across the room. 

“Bedroom, baby. Be ready for us. We’ll be there shortly.” 

You stood and felt Mingi tap your ass on the way past as he watched you make your way to the hallway. Entering your shared bedroom, you quickly stripped down to just your underwear before sitting in the middle of the bed. 

Your thoughts drifted as you fiddled with the bed sheets beneath you. It only took a moment for doubt to claw its way into your thoughts. Doubt that maybe they didn’t want this, didn’t want you, that maybe they figured out Wooyoung's plan and found it off putting. 

However, those thoughts were quickly pushed back as the doorway filled with the familiar bodies. 

“Look at that, she listens so well.” Yunho commented as he brushed past Mingi to enter the room. He went to the far side of the bed while Mingi moved to kneel on the edge closest to him. 

“Told you she’ll be good for us.” Mingi spoke, eyes meeting yours as his hand came to rest on your ankle. “Want a run down for what’s about to happen?”

“Yes, please.” 

“Thought you would,” He chuckled as he rubbed soothing circles into your ankle. “Yunho’s gonna lead tonight, what he says goes, he knows your safe word but may also use the stop light system. You remember both?” 

“Yes, twilight or red for stop, yellow for slow down, and green for keep going.” You answered, earning a hum of delight from Yunho who was working his way behind you on the bed. Wooyoung made his way into your line of sight at the end of the bed. 

“Good girl.” Mingi praised with a smile. “Ready?” 

“Yes.” You answered softly. A hand came up from behind to softly cup your jaw. Yunho's chest pressed into your back as his legs came to rest on the outside of your own.

“Yes, who?” Yunho asked, causing you to tear your eyes from Mingi’s. 

“Yes, sir.” You quickly corrected seeing the dart glint in the older man’s eyes. He chuckled with a nod as he let go of your jaw. 

His hands trailed down your sides, moving to your thighs to pull them over his legs and expose you to the two in front of you. The dark spot already spreading on your thin panties doing little to hide the desire filling you. Mingi’s hand started to drift up, but didn’t get anywhere near where you wanted him, causing a whine to fall from your lips. 

“Don’t whine, baby.”

“Fuck, she’s soaked.” Wooyoung spoke as he moved lower to get a better view. 

“Oh, yeah? Dirty girl, we haven’t even touched you yet.” Yunho spoke as his hand drifted to the top of your panties. 

Hooking his fingers into the thin material, he carefully pulled them off your legs, groans leaving the men in front of you as they stuck to your core for a moment. Leaning into Yunho, you felt how affected he was, his hard cock pressing into your back.

“Look so pretty, I wanna taste.” Wooyoung spoke up, moving on to the bed. His hand rested on your other ankle. 

“Yeah, wanna prep our girl for us?” Mingi asked with a smirk. 

“Get your little slut ready?” Yunho added, as his hands slid up and down your sides. His eyes locking with Mingi’s for a second. 

Wooyoung glanced between the two taller men, eyes holding a silent plea for permission from either one. Yunho's legs stretched yours open just a little more, giving him a slight nod. 

Wooyoung moved quickly, as if afraid Yunho would steal you away. He crawled up to lay himself between your legs. His eyes met yours, a smirk on his face as he dove in. Flattening his tongue he lapped at your clit before wrapping his lips around it and sucking. He then slowed down, his tongue exploring more, as he tried to find the spots that would make you a mess. His tongue moves down, pushing its way in, lapping up your essence as his nose bumps your clit.

A moan tumbled from your mouth, head falling back on Yunho's shoulder. 

“Oh, she liked that… Hmm, imagine riding his face, bet you she'd look hot.” Yunho spoke with a smirk, glancing at Mingi.

“Maybe some other time.” He answered and you turned your head toward him. 

Some other time? 

With all three of them?

Wooyoung's words rang around your mind, just a night of fun. This wasn't the same for him as the other two in the room. Either they didn’t know that, or didn’t care. 

Before you could think too much about the implication of his words, Wooyoung used his hands to spread your lips and teased a finger at your entrance. Slowly pushing his finger in, you moaned as he curled it a few times. Pulling it out, a second finger joined shortly, beginning to thrust, creating a pace to push you closer to the edge.

“God, she's so tight.” Wooyoung mumbled, glancing at Mingi. His thumb replacing his mouth for a moment. 

“Yeah? Just wait till she’s wrapped around you.” 

Wooyoung bit his lip, a deep groan muffled by it as he began a scissoring motion. 

Yunho's lips found your neck, sucking the sensitive skin as his hands moved to unclasp your bra. He then slowly dragged the straps down your arm, hands brushing down your arms. Throwing the material on the floor, his hands dragged themselves back up, leaving goosebumps in their way. His hands soon found your breasts, kneading the sensitive mounds. 

Moans continued to pour from your mouth as Wooyoung’s fingers brushed the spot he had been searching for.

“There it is.”

“‘Bout time.” Mingi chided, rolling his eyes as he moved closer to your head. His lips meet yours in a sloppy kiss. His tongue enters your mouth and easily takes control of the kiss. He soon pulled away, moving to your sensitive neck opposite of Yunho, before kissing down to your chest. Your hand moved to his belt, attempted to free the bulge growing as he sucked a nipple into his mouth.

Wooyoung hummed into your pussy, winding the coil in your core tighter as your other hand found his hair. Tugging him closer, he groaned again as he felt you clench. Your other hand grips around the outline of Mingi's cock, sending his groan through your chest.

Your eyes clenched shut as you crashed over the edge. Wooyoung's fingers gave a couple more thrusts before slipping out of your slowly. His mouth not leaving you as he slurps up the rest of your cum. 

You lost track of whose hands were where as they moved you to straddle Yunho. Legs on either side of his, you couldn't stop yourself from grinding into his growing desire. Your eyes crack open to watch his reaction.

Yunho’s eyes slip shut as he groans. His hands hold your hips still as the other two move behind you. You could hear clothes being removed, but kept your eyes on the man under you. 

“So greedy, you just came and you already want more?” He teased, slowly opening his eyes once more. His pupils wide as they stare into you. “Give me a color, baby girl.”

“Green, so fucking green, sir.” You spoke, desperation clear in your voice.

Your hands moved to his shirt, pulling at the obstructing material. He chuckled and moved to pull it off, throwing it to the floor. His lips then captured yours in a fierce kiss. He moved to lay on his back, pulling you with him. Your hands found his belt and began to unbuckle it. Making quick work of it and the button of his pants.

Yunho pulls away from the kiss to help you remove the obstructing materials. His erection curvses toward his abs, precum already leaking from the tip. You couldn’t stop the gasp that left your mouth. Wrapping your hand around his length, your finger tips didn’t quite touch. While his length was right there with Mingi’s you were definitely concerned about him fitting. 

“Is it bigger than you expected?” Yunho asked softly, wrapping his large hand around your own. He guided your hand to lightly pump him a few times as his other hand moving to your waist. You found yourself nodding as you moved closer to him. 

“It’s okay, he’ll go slow.” Mingi spoke now behind you. “He’ll fit, you can handle it, baby.” Mingi’s lips found your shoulder as he urged you closer to his best friend. 

“I’ll be slow, sweet girl. Still green?” Yunho asks as Mingi raises you up. You give him a nod as you untangle your hand from his letting him guide himself to your entrance. You leaned into Mingi, letting him hold you up as you slowly sunk onto Yunho’s length. The stretch causes your eyes to shut in pain, your hands finding Mingi’s and grasping tightly.

“Almost there, doll. Just a little more.” Wooyoung spoke from beside you, his hand moving to touch your clit. His lips kiss your cheek, pulling your attention away from the stretch for a moment. 

You moaned softly as your hips finally became flush with Yunho’s. You gave yourself a moment before moving your hands to his chest to lean forward. 

“Ready, baby girl?” Yunho asked and you nodded. “Use your words for me.”

“Yes, sir, please fuck me.” You begged, eyes meeting his dark orbs. He smirks as his hands replace Mingi’s on your hips. 

Raising yourself up, you moan as you sink back down. Yunho helps you create a rhythm as you move your hands beside his head. Your breasts bouncing with each rough thrust.

Mingi's hands move to your neck and slowly trail their way down your back. Upon reaching your ass, he gave it a light smack, jolting you forward and dragging a loud yelp from your throat. 

“Woo, hand me the lube. Top drawer.” Mingi spoke softly, and Wooyoung pulls away from you to open the nightstand and give Mingi what he requested. 

Hearing the lid pop open, you glanced over your shoulder to see your boyfriend smirking. 

“Gonna try something new, baby.” He tells you, gently pushing you forward. Your chest presses into Yunho’s. Yunho’s hands move to grip your ass, using it as leverage to move you, but also spread you open. You felt Mingi drip a good amount of lube down your back and to your other hole. The cool feeling causes you to clench down.  

“Oh fuck, so tight… I think you're forgetting someone though, baby girl.” Yunho spoke, bringing your attention back to him. His head tilted to bring your attention to Wooyoung.

He sat next to Yunho, biting his lip while slowly rubbing his hard on. His eyes followed your movements, hand moving in tandem with every lift of your hips. 

“Why don't you help him out while Mingi gets you ready?” Yunho suggested with a smirk. You nodded, your hand moving to replace Wooyoung's. 

You feel Mingi's middle finger start to make its way to your other hole, gently entering and earning a groan from Yunho as you tense once more. Your eyes meet Wooyoung's as you move your mouth to the head of his erection. 

Your tongue swirls around the tip before you lower your head to take him in your mouth. Hollowing your cheeks, Wooyoung groans as your nose brushes the hair around his base, his cock hitting your throat. His hand tangles in your hair creating a makeshift ponytail, as one of yours grips his tense thigh. You let him guide your head as you lose yourself in the sensations. 

“Look at her, already cock drunk.” Wooyoung spoke with a groan. 

“Mmm, so perfect like this, taking me so well. Such a perfect little slut.” Yunho whispered in your ear, dragging a moan from your throat. 

“Oh, fuck.” Wooyoung groans, throwing his head back once more.

A second finger thrusts into your ass causing you to pull back and suck in a deep breath. The pain of the stretch mixed with the pleasure of Yunho hitting the spot that had you seeing stars. Your eyes roll back for a moment, as Yunho's thrusts become harder. 

“I'm close, baby girl. Where do you want me?”

“Inside, please, inside.” You beg as Wooyoung's hand tightens around your hair. He taps your lips with his tip, prompting you to open your mouth again. 

“Yeah, dirty girl? Want me to fill you up? Have you stuffed full by the end of the night? Give it to me then, cum for me.” Yunho growls into your ear. You moan around Wooyoung's length as his pace increases. Yunho then began thrusting up harder into you. With Mingi still working you open, your eyes slide shut, thighs shaking as you crash over the edge.

Yunho wasn’t far behind. After a couple of thrusts, you felt him pulse as his release coated your walls. Wooyoung’s moans grew louder as he tumbles over as well, his cum pouring down your throat. He then slowly pulls out, telling you to swallow what was in your mouth. You do so, sticking your tongue out as proof. 

You then collapse onto Yunho’s chest. Mingi sucks in a breath as he pulls his fingers out and Yunho spreads you open for him. Glancing back at your boyfriend once more, you see a smirk spread across his face. A whine leaves your lips as Yunho gently pulls out with a light pop. You feel his cum start to pour out until Mingi quickly scoops it up with a finger and pushes it back in. 

“Is she good and prepped?” Yunho asked after a moment, looking over at his best friend. 

“Yeah, she’s ready.” Mingi spoke. His hands move to wrap around you, pulling you up and into his chest. He angles your head to capture your lips, noisily kissing you. You smile into the kiss, letting him take control and enjoying the feel of his plush lips against yours. There was a dopey feel to your movements, as though you were up on cloud nine.

“Wooyoung, you want next?” 

“Do you really need to ask?” Wooyoung scoffed as Yunho slipped out from under you, allowing the younger man to take his place. His cock was already hard again, hitting his abs as he positioned himself at your entrance.

“Calm yourself or you won't be cumming again.” Yunho ordered. A dark glint now in his eyes as he stared Wooyoung down. Wooyoung's pupils dilated as he left out an involuntary whimper. He bit his lip as he stared up at Yunho. The noise causes you and Mingi to break apart. 

“Oh, you like that? Like when I put you in your place, you little brat?” Yunho taunted, hand moving to grip Wooyoung’s chin. A smirk spread across his face as Wooyoung could only nod. 

“Fuck.” Mingi cursed as he gripped himself. 

“You like that, too?” Yunho asks as he glances at his best friend. He let out a small laugh almost in disbelief. “All three of you are gonna be my subs? I'm spoiled.” Biting his lips he moved away from Wooyoung and closer to Mingi. 

The two shared an intense moment as Yunho tilted Mingi’s face toward his. Your boyfriend’s hands loosen around your body, carefully letting you lower yourself into Wooyoung’s embrace. You turned around in Woo’s arms to watch the two taller men. 

Mingi’s hand came up to grip the back of Yunho’s neck, their foreheads meeting. Their lips then crashed together like a tidal wave, a groan leaving Mingi as Yunho bit his lip. You couldn’t stop the whimper that left your own mouth at the sight of the two. 

“How hot is that? And you get to have both of them to yourself. How lucky are you, doll?” Wooyoung whispers in your ear, as his hands begin to trail down your body. His hand soon comes into contact with your clit causing you to moan and throw your head back against his shoulder.

“Did I say you could touch?” 

Wooyoung moved his hand away instantly as if burned, placing them just above your hips. Snapping your head up, your eyes met Yunho’s. His eyes then dragged down your body leaving a burning desire in its wake. Mingi’s eyes stayed locked on Yunho, all three ears waiting on his commands. The three of you were like puppets, Yunho your puppeteer, controlling the show. His attention turned back to Mingi. 

“Since you’ve been so good for me, I’ll let you choose. How do you want your girl?” 

“Let me have that tight pussy, please Yunho.” Mingi begged, causing your eyes to widen. 

You had never heard him beg before, at least not in the bedroom. He was always your dominant, making you beg and follow his instructions. You found yourself clenching around nothing and biting your lip in anticipation. 

“Take it. Take our dirty girl.” Yunho ordered, releasing Mingi. Despite everything around you, you noted that this was the first time Yunho had called you theirs and not just Mingi's. An omission that you would’ve thought about longer if not for Mingi moving in between your legs. 

Mingi’s left hand went to your hip while his right fisted his cock. He rubbed his tip through your folds a couple of times, coating himself in your juices before pushing in with a groan. You moaned, eyes meeting his as your hands moved to his arms at the overwhelming sensation. 

You became lost in the sensation—in him. There was no care in you as to whose hands were where, or that more than one person was touching you. Hands began massaging your chest, while someone else rubbed at your clit. Your thoughts only on the man in front of you as he set a fast tempo pace. Mingi bit his lip, focusing on the spot he knew would have you coming undone quickly. Only to be stopped by a hand on his chest. 

“Gonna finish her so soon? You didn’t forget about Woo again did you?” Yunho asks as he wraps himself around Mingi, eyes finding yours over his shoulder. 

Unable to find your words, you shake your head.

“Didn’t think so, our good girl. Woo, you gonna take her ass?” Yunho spoke, tone slightly condescending as his thumb continued to circle your clit slowly.

“Fuck yeah I will.” The youngest man answered, thrusting his hips to rub his erection against your back, where it was still pressed. 

“Then do it already, she’s close.” As Mingi ordered the younger around, you found yourself clenching down once more. “Shit, baby girl. You’re choking my dick, not gonna last if you keep that up.” 

Wooyoung grabbed the lube from where Mingi left it on the bed. You heard him pop open the lid, moving you forward to coat his member in a decent amount. He then aligned himself with your puckered hole. His hands guiding and helping you sink down on his member. 

“Fuck! So tight, gotta relax for me, doll.” 

“Breathe, baby. Let him in. Fuck can feel him filling you.” 

“Gonna take them so well, our good girl.” 

They whispered sweet words in an attempt to distract you from the burning stretch. Mingi had never taken your ass before, preferring the feel of your pussy’s tight velvety walls. He only now second guessed that decision, seeing the bliss on Wooyoung’s face before he was even fully flush with your body. Upon finishing sliding in, the two gave you a moment to adjust as you lean yourself fully into Wooyoung.

“Shit, can’t hold back anymore.” Wooyoung spoke after a moment, beginning to thrust up into you, his nails carving mini crescents into your hips. His thrust pushed Mingi in deeper, causing him to groan as he leaned over you a little more. 

“Look at her taking both of you. Sucking you both in, like she doesn't want to let you go.” Yunho teased. 

The two soon found a rhythm, moving so one was always filling you. Moans continued to tumble from your mouth as your eyes shut in pure bliss. You felt yourself sink into the feeling coursing through you, becoming somewhat unaware of what was happening around you. Body tingling from the pleasure coursing through it. 

“Wanna try something.” Yunho mumbled and Mingi suddenly stilled inside of you letting out a loud groan. 

Your eyes snapped open to see what was happening, noticing Yunho still behind Mingi. 

“Oh, fuck.” Mingi groaned as you heard the snap of Yunho’s hips. 

“Fuck, you’re so tight. Relax, Mingi.” It wasn’t hard to figure out what was happening, your eyes rolling back at the thought. The image of Yunho fucking your boyfriend being enough to push you over the edge, body spasming as you come undone.

“Shit, baby. Gonna… cum.” Mingi groaned into your shoulder as Yunho continued to thrust into him, jolting him into you more. Your sensitive walls clamping down around him. 

“Yeah, gonna cum for us, Min? Fill our girl up?” Yunho spoke into his ear, causing Mingi to groan more. 

“Holy shit, she's so tight. Fuck.” Wooyoung cursed as he tried to force himself to slow down, not wanting to come undone too early.

Curses tumbled out of Mingi's mouth as he all but collapsed on top of you. Your hypersensitive walls feel him pulse with each rough thrust from Yunho. It didn't take long till he was spilling inside you with a loud groan. Wooyoung's curses joined his as he tumbled over the edge as well. Their ropes of cum, covering your walls in white once more. 

Yunho stopped his thrusts, groaning as he slowly pulled out of Mingi to savor the feeling. Taking a moment to breathe, Mingi stayed where he was. His hands rubbing your sides, to soothe you or himself you couldn't tell. 

After a moment, Mingi pulled himself up and out. He helped to pull you off Wooyoung and you could feel the mess between your legs spilling onto the sheets. You couldn't find it in you to care though as you spotted Yunho sitting on the edge of the bed. A burning desire still in his eyes and he fisted his cock to the sight of you. 

“Color?” He questioned, noticing your eyes on him. 

“Still green, sir. Just sensitive.”

“Still want more? Even after all that?” He asked and you nodded, biting your lip. Your eyes dart between his clearly still hard cock and his eyes. You would do anything to help him with his problem once more. 

“Damn, insatiable.” Wooyoung spoke with a smirk as he laid to the side, seemingly spent. 

Mingi's eyes trailed your body, biting his lips as he looked at your swollen pussy. His cock twitched at the thought of going again, knowing your walls would wrap around him so well as sensitive as you were.

His eyes then moved to Yunho, taking in his form. His best friend had never looked more attractive. Pupils blown wide, biting his lips, with a hand wrapped around himself. Mingi was tempted to get a taste, but had a better idea as he looked at you once more. 

“Wanna take her pussy together?” He asked, voice rough. He wanted to feel both of you as he came undone. To have you wrapped around both of them like they were around your fingers.

Yunho's eyes reluctantly pulled away from yours to meet Mingi's. A smirk pulled at his lips as he released his lower lip from his teeth. A brow raised at the idea, seeing the hopeful desire on Mingi's face.

“Think she can handle it?”

“Know she can. Right, baby?” Mingi asked, looking at you once more. 

“Yes, please. I can take it.” The plea leaving your mouth without much thought. The two shared a look before moving. 

Mingi was now behind you, maneuvering you to your knees. Yunho moved in front of you, taking your arms and wrapping them around his neck. You clung to him as Mingi aligned himself with your entrance once more. 

Your eyes slid shut as you felt him push in. A moan fell from your lips as your nails dug into Yunho’s back. An overwhelming pleasure consuming you as he rubbed against your sensitive walls once more. Once his hips met yours, Yunho’s hand cupped your jaw. Your eyes blinked open, meeting his dark chocolate orbs. 

“Color?”

“Green.” You answered without hesitation. 

“You sure baby, you’re gripping me pretty tight.” Mingi questioned, almost teasing as he rested his head on your shoulder. His arms wrap around you completely, holding you to him. 

“Yes, please. Ruin me.” You begged. 

Yunho hesitated for a second before placing his tip at your entrance. His eyes glanced between yours and Mingi’s, as if trying to drag out this moment. 

“Give her what she wants, Yuyu.” Wooyoung spoke, resting on his elbows, eyes just taking in everything in front of him. 

Yunho cursed and began to push inside. You couldn’t help but tense up at the new intrusion, your breath hitching. The stretch feeling almost too much, like they were going to tear you in half. Mingi cursed and groaned, the feeling of you clenching around him with Yunho rubbing up against him, having him closer to the edge than he expected. Yunho’s head fell forward, resting on your shoulder. 

“Relax, baby girl or I won’t get a chance to ruin you.” Yunho growls, holding on to what little control he still has.

“I’m trying.” You whined, feeling overwhelmed. The color yellow at the tip of your tongue. Discomfort and sensitivity almost too much for you to handle. Mingi’s arms being the steady anchor, grounding you.

“Don’t whine, baby. You wanted this.” Mingi growled into your ear. “You know what to say to make us stop.”

You stayed silent, not wanting to say it—wanting to see how this would go.

“Just take me,” Yunho muttered, not hearing anything from you. He continued to shove his way in. “Take us.” 

His hips snapped flush with yours. Your eyes rolled as you collapsed back into Mingi, hands still gripping Yunho’s shoulders. If you weren’t in a daze, you would be sure that you broke his skin. An overwhelming feeling of fullness washed over you. Your sensitive walls pulsing around them. 

Yunho and Mingi’s eyes met over your shoulder, the two giving you and themselves a moment to adjust to the feeling. Mingi’s arms loosen around you as his hand grabs the back of Yunho’s head, crashing their lips together again. 

Their kiss seemed to break you from the daze you fell into. You met Wooyoung's eyes, a lazy smirk on his face as he watched the three of you together. He moves to kneel next to you, fisting himself as his lips find yours. Your eyes widen, not expecting this from him. He pulls back and turns your attention back to pillars holding you up.

Watching as Yunho bit Mingi's plush lip, forcing them open so he could get a taste. Their lips dancing together in a beautiful mess. Wooyoung’s lips find your tender neck, abusing the skin there for a moment. 

Breaking apart, Yunho turned his attention to you. His lips crashed into yours and you felt more than heard the moan Mingi released. Wooyoung’s lips leave your neck as he moves closer to Mingi, giving his neck similar attention to yours. Mingi then gave an experimental thrust. Your moan spilling into Yunho's mouth, granting him access to your mouth. His tongue explored freely, his level of control to be admired as he soon joined Mingi. The two soon creating a rhythm that had you seeing stars.

You felt the daze return, the pleasure making you numb to everything else. Yunho pulled away from your mouth, allowing your whines and moans to spill freely into the air. 

“Gripping us so tight, fuck. What a perfect pussy. Not gonna last.” 

“Gonna ruin you for anyone else, just like you wanted. You're ours. Only ours.” Mingi growled into your ear. 

“Say it, say that you're ours.”

“I'm…your's!” You managed to gasp out, causing them to groan.

Your orgasm came crashing into you like a wave, quicker than any you'd ever experienced before. It felt like a dam had broken open as you squirted around their cocks, drenching the sheets below you. 

“Oh shit, she's gone.” Wooyoung spoke from over Mingi’s shoulder. 

“Oh fuck, gonna cum.” Mingi groaned. 

“Do it, cum with me.” Yunho commanded, their thrusts growing in intensity as he neared his peak. 

The two came crashing seconds apart, spilling into you, coating your walls in white once more. Your mind went blank as your body shook from the intensity. 

You weren't sure when they pulled out or who left to grab a towel, conscious only returning as Mingi carefully cleaned your legs from your mixed orgasms. A wince leaving your lips at the feeling. 

“There you are, had us a little worried for a moment.” He spoke when he noticed your eyes registering him. 

“Yunho? Wooyoung?” You questioned, not having the energy to look around. 

“Right here, baby girl, already miss me?” Yunho teased as he leaned over Mingi’s shoulder. He planted a kiss on his shoulder before resting his chin in the same spot.  

“Still here, doll.” Wooyoung spoke, head popping into your field of view. However, he was in the process of getting dressed, attempting to find his shirt in the different piles on the floor. His sweatpants hung low on his hips, v-line still on display for your viewing pleasure. 

“Leaving already?” You croaked out, voice rough.

Wooyoung hummed, pausing his search for a moment as he thought on what to say. “You three have some things to discuss, I’m just gonna give you the space to do so.” He spoke softly, finally finding his top and putting it on. 

A frown formed on your face as he then walked over to the bed and leaned over. “This won’t be the last you see of me, don’t worry.” He gave you a wink and then placed a kiss on your forehead, nodding to the other two as he left the room. 

After the door shut, the three of you sat in silence for a moment. Your eyes glanced between the two men as Mingi finished with the towel, throwing it toward your laundry bin. 

“Do you want a bath? We can start one for you.” Mingi offered, but you shook your head. 

“We should probably talk about this.” Yunho spoke softly, eyes glancing between the two of you. 

You hum in acknowledgement, moving to sit up slightly so as to be at the same level. 

“I think… I know what I want now.” Mingi spoke hesitantly, eyes down, looking at the bed. 

“And what’s that?” 

“I want both of you... I want you both to be mine, whatever that looks like.” He spoke, eyes glancing tentatively at Yunho. 

“And you baby girl? You want the same?” Yunho asked, eyes moving to you. 

You nodded, “Yeah, it sometimes already felt like I was with both of you. I just want the confusion and tension gone.” You admitted with a small smile. Mingi’s hand moved to yours, thumb rubbing over your knuckles as if apologizing for putting you through that. His eyes met yours and held a loving softness to them that had your heart melting all over again.

“I want you both too.” Yunho spoke, bringing your attention to him. “I used to think I was jealous of Mingi, thinking I just wanted you, but then there were times where I wanted to be in your place as well. I had thoughts of both of you, but after what Wooyoung did tonight, I realized I wasn’t necessarily jealous of either of you, I just wanted in. I just wanted both of you.” Yunho confessed.

“Fuck, we coud’ve done this so much sooner.” Mingi cursed, causing you to laugh. 

“Let’s not think about that too much. Now come cuddle.” You spoke, opening your arms to both of them. 

“You heard her.” Yunho joked as he moved. They wrapped themselves on either side of you, Yunho being a big spoon around you as you curled into Mingi’s chest. You knew by the end of the night he would end up the little spoon though, unable to resist having your arms around him.

Closing your eyes, you felt yourself start to drift to sleep. 

“I think we’ll need to properly thank Wooyoung, you know?” Yunho mumbled into your hair. 

you roll your eyes, “god forbid i want to be held after you just fucked me.” the words have a bite to them. they always do. “try and act a little less disgusted, please. you’re hurting my feelings.” every syllable drips with sarcasm.

“don’t be so fucking dramatic. i’m not even kicking you out, yet,” she’s returning your energy now.

the bickering before the sex is just foreplay, but this? there’s never any justification beyond the reality: you’re simply incompatible.

“i’m not dramatic. i just feel things, and i speak about those feelings. maybe you could learn a thing or two.”

you hear her huff a heavy breath, “why do you do this every time? don’t you get tired?”

“yes,” you mutter, your cheek is still pressed to her arm, “i’m so tired.”

there’s a beat of silence.

“why won’t you tell our friends about us?” she doesn’t answer, but you see her staring blankly at her phone. “does it make things easier for you? me being a shameful secret you keep?”

“what’s the point of even telling them?” she turns the phone off. setting it on the bed, “they’ll just ask a million questions. and we’ll have to explain that it’s just sex. we’re just friends who fuck sometimes.”

“are we?”

“what?”

the numbness is starting to settle in the pit of your chest again. “are we friends?”

“what the fuck are you talking about?” she’s getting more annoyed with every question. like you’re that constant thorn in her side she can’t get rid of.

“if i came over tonight and decided i didn’t want to have sex. would you let me stay?” you’re sitting up now, looking down at her. it doesn’t even register to you anymore that you’re both completely naked, “would get takeout with me and watch a movie?”

“i mean…if you wanted to i would.”

your laugh is loud. it’s out of place. “you make it sound like a chore.”

“can you please stop this?” she’s almost pleading now. “i’ll let you sleepover, ok?” she pulls you back down to her side. “and we can talk about this in the morning.”

you won’t. you never do. you’ll wake up tomorrow morning, and she’ll be gone. she’ll pretend you didn’t see each other tonight, like she didn’t eat you out in her passenger seat, like she didn’t drag you back to her apartment lips damn near attached to hers the whole way, like she hadn’t almost let a “love you,” mid-orgasm.

Piss play — That man is a possessive man, through and through. So of course he’d use you as a urinal just to prove that you’re his.

Size — He definitely has a thing about his height and hands, so he would purposely do things that caused him to either lift you up or tower over you.

Collaring — Again, with the jealousy and possessiveness. He would buy you a necklace with either his full name or his initials on it and would make you wear only that while he’s balls deep inside you.

Jealousy — Nothing is hotter to that man than fucking you until you’re a sobbing mess, all because you glanced at another man.

Objectification — When yunho is in a certain type of mood, he would much rather use you as a sex toy and then treat you like a princess afterwards.

Virginity — Yunho 100% wants to be the only man you’ve ever been with, he wants to be the one who teaches you what sex is and how good it feels. Yunho also definitely wants to be the only man who can make you cum.

Sir/daddy — Yunho is a dominant, through and through. So being told ‘yes sir’ or something along those lines throughout the day definitely strokes his ego the perfect way.

Crying — Yunho is also in the branch of being a sadist, so breaking you down to tears, knowing he has that type of control over you can and does get him off.

♯ keeho

Literally, the best accident of his life. The first time it happened, he was so focused on making you cum just with his fingers that his brain tuned out your cries that you needed to pee. And that’s exactly what happened. When you peed, he first thought you’d squirted and felt full of himself, but when he looked at you crying out of embarrassment, he got so worried he almost cried too. After you told him, between sobs, that you’d peed, he comforted you by saying there was nothing to be ashamed of and prepared a bath to comfort you.

The next time it happened, he heard loud and clear that you needed to go to the bathroom, but chose to ignore it. He insisted on pressuring your bladder while flicking your clit as fast as he could until you peed all over his face. You learned not to feel ashamed of it after a while, so you made sure to be extra hydrated before letting him finger fuck you.

♯ theo

Taeyang is so mean for no reason at all. Why does he make you hold it in when he could just pull over and let you go to the nearest coffee shop? “Taeyang, I need to pee,” is what can be heard almost the whole time during the ride, but he ignores you and doesn’t even bother looking in your direction. It’s agonizing and almost painful the way your bladder begs for urgent relief, but your boyfriend is apparently annoyed by the wind and can’t spare five minutes of the trip for you to relieve yourself.

The only moment you see him giving you the slightest bit of attention is when you curl up in pain, resting your elbows on your thighs and trying to control your breathing. “Taeyang, please,” you can barely hold it in anymore, already feeling your panties damp and warm. “Let it go,” you hoped to hear anything but that. When you turn to face him, flustered, he’s already staring right back at you, waiting for you to pee right there. Unable to hold it any longer and as if you’ve been bewitched by Taeyang, you end up letting a little pee leak out, sighing with relief as you rest your head against the car window.

When you guys got home, he didn't even let you take a shower before he shoved his dick inside you.

♯ jiung

Jiung was familiar with piss kink in general because you had already asked to pee on him, but he immediately refused, disgusted by the idea. But ever since then, he hadn’t stopped thinking about what it would feel like on several occasions.

In any case, he would never say that to you, so to get what he wanted — but without making it obvious — he would tease you to the max and wait for you to say you needed to take a piss, just so he could respond that he would literally break up with you if you did. You’d cry in despair every time you didn’t know if you were going to cum or pee, while he shoved his fingers as deep as he could, lightly punched your bladder and laughed in your face.

The day you couldn’t help but let a little pee leak out, he spanked your pussy until it was completely red and didn’t speak to you until the next day. He would never break up with you for real, he just loved listening to you begging for him to stop while trying to hold the pee in.

♯ intak

If you peed and asked for Intak to lick your pussy, he would do it. Literally. You liked to humiliate him, and that’s exactly what you did. Whenever you needed to pee, you made a point of holding it in as long as you could until you started rubbing yourself against your boyfriend, who innocently gave you a helping hand and played with your pussy for you. When you couldn’t take any more stimulation, you’d pee all over your panties and say you had squirted, telling him to lick it up. He knew it was pee, but he’d suck your pussy until it was dry without any problem.

He also liked to hold his pee for you, but the situation was different. You were always sure of recording how stupid he was acting, crying and begging for you to let him go to the bathroom. On the other hand, you had fun giving him a footjob over his underwear: “Can’t hold it any longer?”, “If you pee on my feet, you’ll lick it clean,”.

♯ soul & jongseob

You, Shota, and Jongseob had been friends long enough for you to trust them and always be the first to fall asleep whenever you stayed over at each other’s houses. Big mistake. The day Jongseob saw a video online claiming that if you put a sleeping person’s fingers in hot water, they’d pee, Soul didn’t think twice before grabbing a bowl and heating up the water — just for the fun of it.

When the prank actually worked and they saw that you’d wet your pants through the little pair of pajama shorts you were wearing, Jongseob was surprised by his friend’s reaction: instead of laughing along with him, he was blushing like crazy and trying to hide his boner.

You were woken up in the middle of the night with soaked panties and the sight of your two best friends masturbating while staring at you. You’d find it disgusting, but then again, you’ve been friends for so long that you couldn’t say no to a double blowjob.

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Since you were in the water, you could only watch him. You didn't dare bring a book in or near the water, and your phone was sitting safe and sound in the locker room, so you literally had nothing to do. Well, you did have your imagination to keep you entertained, which was running wild the longer you watched Jongho swim around.

He swam over to you and fully submerged himself in the water before resurfacing and brushing his hair out of his face. You watched his biceps flex as he slicked back his hair, and you saw his chest move somewhat heavily as he let out a deep exhale. Your insides flipped and tumbled when you saw how fucking sexy he looked, and you yourself felt winded just beholding his devilish good looks.

"Honey, aren't you hot just sitting here?" Jongho asked as he leaned against the edge of the pool, his arm resting on the ledge. "The water is so nice and cool— you should at least try swimming."

"I'm okay..." you barely managed to say. "Just watching you is enough."

"I know you're in the shade, but I feel like it's just hotter sitting here," Jongho continued to try and convince you to swim.

"It is really hot..." you murmured.

You spaced out, your eyes lingering on his refined muscles and his broad shoulders. Jongho seemed to still be talking to you, but all you could really focus on was the way the water lapped around his naked torso. How you wouldn't give to be pressed right against him, his arms wrapping securely around you, his waist pressing against yours. You desperately needed him against you, but there was no way you were going to be able to tell him that with a straight face.

"Honey?"

"Uh-huh..."

"What's going on with you?"

"Uh-huh..."

Jongho had it at that point. He stood right in front of you and snapped his fingers in front of your face, finally bringing you back to reality. Seeing him that close to you made your entire body jolt, and your fingers and toes tingled the closer he got to you. You were so ready to just fall over when he brought the back of his hand to your face.

"Oh God, your face is flushed, but you don't seem to have a fever... Maybe we should head back inside. I think the sun may be getting to you."

"It's not the sun getting to me, though," you whispered when Jongho grabbed your arm and turned around to drag you out of the pool.

He froze and he faced you once more. He walked forward quickly, making you scurry backwards until your back was pressing against the wall. Jongho pinned you in place, his chest extremely close to yours.

"What's going on, honey?" Jongho asked in a low voice.

You nearly shivered— Jongho sounded so hot whenever he dropped the octave of his voice. You were practically drowning in horny hormones at that point. Shifting uncomfortably, you whispered, "I... Uh..."

You felt your face get hotter as you thought about the things you wanted to ask him shamelessly.

I want you to fuck me senseless. I want you to use me and abuse me until I can't stand anymore. I want you to remind me who I belong to and make sure I never forget.

However, those crude words would never leave your mouth— at least not sober. Thankfully, Jongho seemed to finally catch onto what was going through your mind, a smirk, crossing his face. He closed the distance between you and actually pressed his chest against yours. He leaned into you, his lips near your ear.

"If you want that, you can just ask, honey."

"You know I can't shamelessly ask like that... I'm too shy..."

"Sure, that's why you were staring at me like a piece of meat or something. Don't think I didn't notice the way you were looking at me while I was swimming."

Jongho's hands moved down to your waist. He held you with a firm grasp as he nuzzled his face into the nook of your neck, his lips occasionally pressing against your flushed skin. You held onto his shoulders and let out soft sighs as you felt his kisses trail along the curve of your neck down to your shoulder.

"If you knew, then why didn't you say anything?" you whined slightly.

"I wanted to see you squirm, honey. It's not fun if I don't get to tease you."

Jongho's hands went from your waist to your ass, his fingers pressing into your skin and making your bottoms ride up a little as he pulled upwards. You let out pleasureful sigh after pleasureful sigh the more he peppered kisses all over your upper body and the more he felt you up. Your grip on his shoulders got weaker when you felt his waist press against yours, electricity running through your body when you felt his hard on prod through his swim shorts.

"Now, honey, do you want to tell me what you want me to do to you, or would you like me to order you around like the cum slut you are?" Jongho whispered gruffly into your ear once his lips made their way back up.

"The latter please."

Jongho pulled away from you, and you saw his eyes darken. His jaw momentarily tensed before he pressed his lips feverishly against yours, sweeping you away into a world of bliss. Your fingers ran through his hair as you moved your hands from his shoulders to the back of his neck. The two of you kept making impatient sighs and grunts in between each sloppy kiss, the water around you beginning to move a little more as you both got antsier. It was when Jongho's fingers pushed the waistband of your bottoms down did you break off the infinite chain kisses and look at him with helpless, half-lidded eyes.

"Get out of the pool now," Jongho ordered.

You did as he said as quickly as possible, the man following closely behind. You didn't know where to go, so you stopped and looked around, only for Jongho to grab your arm and lead you to the lounge chairs near the edge of the pool. He sat down first before pulling you towards him, making you straddle him. You held onto his shoulders and lowered your ass onto his knees as he held your neck and pulled you back in to shove his tongue down your throat.

Jongho's fingers pressed into your neck, making you slightly light-headed as he continued to kiss you so rashly that you had absolutely no time to breathe. You felt like you were going to pass out, but you knew that there was no way Jongho was going to take it so far.

At some point, Jongho did have to let go of your neck so that he could remove your bikini. He untied your top first, his fingers brushing the nape of your neck as he released the strings. Your top flopped forward as Jongho ran his finger down your spine, making you arch your back slightly. He made quick work of the remaining strings, the top completely falling with a slosh. He then ran his hands along the curve of your waist before pushing down the waistband of your bottoms once more. He was only able to move the wet fabric over your ass and tuck it under since you were still kneeling on either side of him.

"Take them off."

You nodded and stood up. Both your top and bottoms fell to the ground, Jongho quickly slipping his own swim shorts off in the process. Before you could go back to straddling the man, he leaned forward and grabbed both of your arms. Your back continued to face him as he pulled you backwards, your ass landing on his thick thighs as you sat down, your legs still firmly on the ground.

That's when you realized Jongho read your fucking mind earlier.

"Sit on my cock, honey," he told you as you felt his cock twitch and press against your back.

Jongho still had both of your arms behind your back, so while you moved up, Jongho held his thick cock in place. You felt the tip rub against your wet folds, and once he was right at your entrance, you sat down slowly. You felt your walls spread wide as you lowered yourself on him, a deep sigh escaping your lungs as you felt him fill you up.

"Mmm, fuck," Jongho groaned blissfully. "Now move for me, why don't you?"

With shaky legs, you managed to start moving on his cock. At first, you were worried about Jongho fucking you on the poolside out in the open where anyone could see; luckily for the two of you, there wasn't a single soul around, nor was there a camera in sight— plus, with the added protection of the umbrella above you, you had no reason to worry. That being said, you still tried to keep your erotic noises to a minimum while Jongho, on the other hand, didn't give a tiny rat's ass about how loud he was.

You seemed to be moving too slowly for him— you could only move so fast because every time you sat down on his lap, you wanted to remain seated because your legs could barely support you at that point. So, Jongho thrust his hips upwards suddenly, making you cry out.

"F-Fuck, Jongho!" you choked out as he continuously rammed his hips upwards into yours without mercy, your voice wavering when you felt him reach over your thigh and between your legs to brush his fingers against your sore clit. "Y-You're going so fast!"

"Don't you dare tell me to slow down," Jongho chuckled. "I thought you wanted this."

"I do! Fuck me harder, Jongho!"

Jongho released your arms from his grasp and pushed you up, making you whimper as his cock left your body. He quickly moved you so that you were kneeling on the lounge chair before shoving his cock quickly inside you once more. His waist slammed into yours hard, making you go from your hands to your elbows immediately.

Your sanity completely left you as Jongho quite literally fucked your brains out. You were moaning and crying loudly with every thrust while occasionally yelping whenever you felt the palm of his hand make intense contact with your ass.

"You like that, don't you?" Jongho teased you as he slapped your ass again.

You nodded and hummed in approval before you pressed your lips together and dropped your head down. However, Jongho didn't like that. He grabbed the back of your head and pulled, making you move your head up. He forced you to keep your head up as he continued to rut into you powerfully, the slaps of his waist against yours starting to get drowned out by the sound of blood rushing to your ears.

"J-Jongho!" you sobbed as you felt his cock brush against your G-spot so many times that you felt your orgasm building. "I'm c-close!"

Jongho immediately pulled out, two of his fingers going in their place. He fingered you quickly and roughly, the curve of his fingers inside you too much to handle. You cried out loudly as his fingers fucked you just right, making you cum hard. Your legs trembled, and your ass shook in the air as you squirt all over Jongho's hand, legs, and the lounge chair beneath you.

Without giving you a chance to properly recover, Jongho slid his cock back inside you, and he continued hammering away into your sensitive cunt. You could hear his own groans getting higher in pitch, and you could feel his pace begin to slow down but his power remained the same.

"You want me to fill you up, don't you?" Jongho grunted out. "You're just my little cum slut, aren't you?"

"Yes, I am, Jongho," you whined. "Cum inside me, please."

Jongho didn't need to be told twice. Grabbing your waist, he thrust into you several more times quickly before groaning loudly. You felt his cock twitch and throb inside you as his cum spurt out quickly, filling you with his white seed. When Jongho pulled his cock out, he spread your ass wide to watch his cum leak out and trail down your leg, making his shiver and slowly get hard again.

"Fuck, honey," Jongho chuckled. "Wear your suit, and let's get out of here. I'm not done fucking you just yet."