MAKE IT FIT!
i thought a double bed meant two..
bsf 02z x reader. one. bed. trope. smut. porn no plot. foursome (shocking). fighting for reader n eventually sharing. dogtags. hair pulling. fingering. cunnilingus. thigh jobs. hand jobs. blowjobs, all the jobs. #employed. creampie. stretching. overstimulation. filming. petnames. dom 02z. p in v. estimated word count? idk probs 4k yeah type shift. proofread? Perchance. my writing style is questionable. mdni.
the airbnb was too small for all of you. four walls, one squeaky fan, one bed that sagged in the middle and a couch that no one wanted but no one dared say why. jay had picked the place thinking it looked fun, summer cheap, close to the beach, but now being here with them it felt too close, too hot, too full.
the heat made it worse. sticky curtains clinging to the windows, sea air pressing into your lungs, their bodies always too near. every time you turned there was someone brushing against you, grabbing something from the same counter, lying half on you on the bed because there wasnât space.
you grew up with them. jake, jay, sunghoon. those names tied to you like theyâd been carved into your skin since you were kids. neighbors, classmates, college friends, boys- who followed you through every stage until now. the ones who knew the worst of you and still clung to you close. you used to think the touching was innocent- like maybe it was once. their hands always on your waist, tugging you back, holding your face, tucking hair behind your ear. forehead kisses, dry humping at parties like it was a joke, their arms thrown around you whenever you walked into a room. you convinced yourself it was because of history. because no one else got that close.
but the way they looked at you now? grown, sharp, hungry. it wasnât the same. their stares dragged, their silence heavy. when other people touched you they scowled, mostly even stepping in. no one said it out loud, but you felt it, - still, buzzing under everything.
the first sight of the place proved it. you joked about the couch. who would get stuck with it.
"does it matter who sleeps on the couch? 'cos-" you were quickly interrupted by the hushes of jake who takes your bags, flinging them to the closet. "no one sleeps on the couch- remember?" he starts, "and plus," turning to an unreadable sunghoon, "we don't have time to think about that. today's a day filled with activities!"
interesting, you think, it's like they're communicating telepathically.
jake shushed you so fast it made your heart skip. he said it like it was a rule youâd all agreed on but you hadnât. sunghoonâs jaw tightened. jay just stared, arms crossed.
you shouldâve laughed it off but the room stayed quiet.
the arguments started then. small. who sat next to you at dinner. who carried your towel. who poured your drink. jokes that werenât really jokes, voices sharper than they shouldâve been.
you watch as jake nudges sunghoon who waves off jake's attitude. "c'mon, y/n." jay calls you from the bathroom. "think you can doll up for the beach, pretty?"
"as long as you guys give me a few, then i will be good to go." you chuckle, pushing them aside, heading to the small bathroom by the master. you put on your cute bikini under your shorts, spraying your mist and plumping your lips. as you touch up on your skin and hair, you hear faint murmuring. it grew louder as you changed, and it was fair to eaves drop- i mean- the walls of this place was thin to none.
their voices clashed again, sharper, louder; the words tangling over eachother til you couldnât even tell who was saying what. it sounded like fighting, but it felt like begging. you stood, ready to tell them to cut it out, but you stay in the bathroom, fingers ghosting over the doorknob.
you thought they were just bickering until a voice dropped lower. "you always think youâre first. like she belongs to you."
another snapped back. "she doesnât belong to anyone." the last voice cut through. quiet, steady.
"she doesn't belong to anyone- but last time i heard she belongs to me."
"no- i'm just saying she loves me more, so you guys can watch."
"to hell with that. i want her all to myself."
"what if she says no to all this..?"
.
"you think she'll say no?"
your heart was pounding. you had told yourself for years it wasnât real, that the touches and the lingering eyes meant nothing. but here it was, out in the open, pressing into your skin with the weight of summer heat.
your stomach churns, hearing them talk sbout how much they obsess over your skin just the wall over- how they want to eat you alive with their eyes the moment you walk out- how they want to fuck you.
worse part?
you love it.
fuck i mean, the attention, the looks, the talk, the tension- you truly convinced yourself that these feelings would go away but here you are now, mere seconds away from palming your fingers against your core as you listen to your best friends talk dirty about you. your heart pounded, your nipples seeping out of your tight fabric, because of the little words you can only make out.
"you think she can fit us?-"
"almost done?" two quick knocks startle you, breaking you from the trails of thought. hoon, who impatiently tapped his fingers against the door became eager to see you first out of everyone. he sneaked out of the conversation before jay and jake could get ahead of themselves. you unlock the door to let him in. as you turn away from the door, your fingers hover over your body to as a final check as he widens it to see you. hoonie.. out of all of them, he was the quietest. the soft spoken around you, and significantly, the most tense. you watch his jaw tighten when he comes in, towel on one shoulder, waistband too low, tank top too tight- "do a twirl." he whispers against your ear while he brings your hips close to spin you. he watches intently, eyes blatantly watching your tits jiggle under the dangerous bikini top, wishing they'd fall out while it was just the two of you. "so pretty." he smiles, before reaching down.
he brings your palm in to massage as he takes you out of the bathroom. "do i look pretty too?" he chuckles, reaching down to your lips so he could hear you clear.
"very." you slightly chuckle, before reaching the other two- who were finally done bickering. all three are wearing tank tops, trunks that were lowkey showing their v line, sunglasses at the back of their heads while their dog tags waved in your face like a hypnotic dream. they watched you sway your way into their view with hoon attached to your hip. and while you indirectly gnawed at their minds with your physique, they groaned at the smirking sight of hoon, practically hogging you as you all leave the airbnb for the beach.
"it only takes a few minutes north to the beach! i can guide us!" you perk up as the summer breeze blows you. "lead the way, pretty." jake nods- signalling you to walk in-front of them. you definitely knew they just wanted to watch you from behind, see your body jiggle as you walked up stairs, hand shielding you from the peachy sun, your ass half glistened by the orange sea. they wanted to monitor your every move. jay, who shamelessly rubbed your back so tightly full of sunscreen, looks around you like surveillance. while he gripped your shoulders, outlined your back, softly went over your thighs and hugged you from behind, he couldn't help but grimace at anyone who passed by that was looking at you.
"so many creeps around here." he mumbles, nodding over to jake who lays his head on your lap. the four of you rest on the soft sand, hiding under the scorching sun while the whole world plays around you. the mini tent was set up for all of you to chill while music blasted respectfully.
"first drink of the day, baby." jake sits up to grab a cold drink, playfully rubbing it against your cheek until you did the same. "wanna race to the water?" he challenges you. you chuckle, bringing the rest of guys' wrists with you. the series of stupid challenges and games along the water and further down the deep end easily tired you out, but the banter and the colourful sun brought all four of you to continue splashing away like kids again.
the four of you walk along the shore, drying parts of yourself through the breeze. "fuck, i forgot my towel. i only brought yours, pretty." hoon stammers, halting the groups walk. "oh shit, same. i was too distracted." jay stammers too.
"we'll wait in the tent til you guys come back with your towels!" jake waves the two off, shooing them as you settle down inside the tent, watching the sun set without the other two.
"you cold?" jake finally sits next to you, tank top nowhere to be seen, shaggy, salty hair resting against his forehead as the dogtag drapes across his collarbone. you pause to take in his visuals. he notices, dragging your chin up to face him. "hm?" he calls for an answer.
you nod your head, "a lil'." you mumble, darting your eyes back to the sun setting. you feel jakes arm snake around your waist. "take off the shorts, i'll put my towel on you, yeah?" he whispers, leaning in closer to you and without a thought- pulling your denims down, exposing your cute binkini bottom. "jakey!" you squeal, slapping his back as he coughs out a laugh. "ask for my consent first! weirdo." you tease him, leaning back in the tent with your elbows propping you up. you watch as he bites your lip, eyes slowly trailing over your wet bikini. you watch as he carefully takes his hands to ghost over your hips.
jake goes to lay beside you, too distracted by your plump lips and plush thighs trying to hide your slick.
"you want me to make you feel warm?" his voice, more honey like, stirs you. "how so?" you tilt your head, an upturn smile on your end. "shh." he rests his index on his lips, before putting it on yours. his fingers trails down, ghosting over the gap of your tits, down past your stomach, scraping past your belly button before stopping at your bikini waistline, he tips of his fingers hooking on the sides, tugging them like he owned you.
your eyes flutter, tits jerking from the force of his tug. "jakey.." you mumble, looking back at him with doe eyes. "you know you want me to." he whispers, "i hid their towels, they'll take a while." he winks before slowly begging for your thighs to spread. "just want you to feel good." he leans in on you, lips ghosting over yours. "but we're in-" his fingers start touching your core over your fabric.
you choke a moan, his hand coming in quick to cover your mouth before he kisses your forehead. "shh." he warns again. before rubbing circles on your clothed clit like it was plan he had pre executed. "yeah? like that?" he whispers against your ear, heat rising to your temples as the dark tent felt warmer just by his fingers making puddles on your pussy. "fuck- your nipples are hard too." he tsks, using his lips to kiss them while your legs squirmed, begging for his fingers to be inside.
"jake." you silently cry, "yes?" he smiles down at you, an obvious tent in his pants but he's prioritising your slick over his. "touch me." you beg.
his vision goes hazy. you were straightforward, you, his muse, asking- no- pleading to be touched. and he did, in mere seconds, pushed your panties to the side to shove his digits into, juices plunging out of your cute little hole while his brows furrow, knitting together in concentration. this man is slow, until he was quick and close, curling his fingers at the right place like he knew you'd unfold there. he earned hard to get here, so he's using all the antagonising minutes and precision to make you squirt on his body for dear life. you cover your mouth, using jakes towel to try and cover your pussy but jake shoves it aside, angry that you'd even dare try to hide from him.
"fuck.. been wanting you like this. all by myself. so fucking pretty. so fucking mine." jake whimpers in your ear while the summer breeze calmed you.
"so fucking soaked, is this all f'me?" jake's brows tighten at the centre, watching your lips part open and your stomach knot at his fingers rubbing against your spot like he owned it.
"you gonna cum for me baby?" he whines, whispering only when it embarrasses you. you can't help but hold back tears, squirming and pushing jakes chest as he continues to overstimulate your pussy. "fuck i wanna drink you so bad. want you to cum on my cock." he groans, palming his cock under his trunks. "but it's gonna have to wait." he spits.
"jake!" you squeal into his neck. "yes pretty, cum for me." his fingers, full of slick- mix with your hot juices that follow after he sped up his pace for fun. you squirted all over him and his towel, earning a wet patch on his trunks. "fuck," he looks down, "i just came in my shorts." he mutters, looking at his digits pull out of your drenched bikini. the cum looked like webs, and tasted like sugar and sin on his lips, jake made you know how good it tastes when he looked at you straight in the eyes.
"want more?" jake croaks, stroking your thighs as he props you up against himself, tying his towel around your waist- not giving a fuck if anyone saw he fingerblasted you.
"please." you beg, pouting as you watch his smile grow. "then tell those two fuckers to sleep with eachother on the couch, okay?" he brings a thumb up to brush it against your cheek, kissing it. you mindlessly nod- knowing you wouldn't.
"you fucking piece of dog shit." hoon rips open the tent, luckily unnoticing of the previous interactions held before they silently arrived.
"what did i do?" jake acted sly, smirking when he didn't have to. "y/n, let's head home, and get you showered yeah?" jay snatches your waist, pulling you out of the tent before you could even spare a glance at jake- who now is scolded to pack up.
you watch as hoon eyes you up and down, before sending a soft smile your way. "we'll be done soon okay? go and get showered, pretty."
jay couldn't help but forcefully yank you all the way back into the airbnb. he was soft to you, still. it's like he knew you were touched. he saw the way jake's- not even yours- jake's towel was draped across your bikini, hiding something he only wished he could have tasted. your denims were scrunched under his fist until they were thrown across the bed before you reached the bathroom.
jay is soft, but jay- especially when mad- is always rough. hungry. boisterous. prideful. desperate. but loving and overprotective. "strip." he tells you to. locking the doors, not giving a fuck if jake and hoon didn't even bring home a key for themselves.
"strip." he says again, bringing his hands to tenderly untie the back of your bra while you bite your lip, undressing infront of him. the shower head ran hot, steaming water while the two of you watched eachother undress. hot and calculative. "he fucking touched you." jay's jaw clenches. "and here i thought you wouldn't like it." he strides to you closing the gap, locking you as his arms grip the sink behind. "jjongie.." you croak, looking up at him. "don't fucking call me that." jay hisses, ripping your top and bottoms off. "you don't get to act all cutesy when you enjoyed being fucked by someone else." he warns, tugging you into the shower. jay pins you, steam hitting the both of you. his cock, exposed against your stomach, made you sway. mad, how his girth just pokes your waist while he watches you suffer and squirm. oh how badly you want it to be inside of you.
"can't have it baby. not until you suck me." jay brushes his fingers along your cheek. "will you be a good girl and make me feel better?" his eyes soften under your gaze, eyebrows twitching as you pout, yielding- nodding. "such a good fucking girl." jay brings you down on your knees. "take it. take it baby, please." he pleads.
you bring his tip against your lips, humming against it. the warm water splashes against your ruined face and sticky hair while your hands work on rubbing the rest of his length you try to swallow. "so big." you cry before he groans. "i know you can take it baby. so fucking good." he moans, pushing your head against the wall. you're trapped, feeling his cock push deeper into your gummy mouth. you look at him in the eyes while his darkens, fucking into your mouth like a toy. "take this fucking cock, drain its cum or else i'll fuck you mercilessly," jay whispers under his breath, just enough for you to hear and whine. "unless you want to be fucked like that- i'll do it." he groans.
"mmph!" you yelp, having jay shove his cock deeper before pulling out. "let me fuck your thighs, slutty baby." his speech is slurred, dog tag slapping against your face while he manhandles you in the shower, soap being poured and rubbed against your thighs. he carries you against his cock before he shoves his cock in, just enough to rub against your clit. you watch as the tip hides in your thighs before being slid in and out. you feel his back generate heat behind you, his breath panting as his hands reach out to grab the wall infront. "fuck!" he yelps, knowing you're moving your ass against him, rubbing your precious clit against his hard cock just to get off. "yeah baby, fuck, rub me with your slick." he groans, face pressing into the crook of your neck while the soap foams in your thighs.
"want you all to myself. mm? don't you agree?" he slaps your wet skin, bringing a free hand to hold around your cute neck. "don't you want me like this? all yours?" he whispers, shamelessly making noises under the crowded shower. "i'll fuck you so good tonight if you just make jake and hoon go sleep elsewhere." grunting as his hand lowers to grope your tits. "fuck! jay-" you cry, feeling your high come.
"i only bought the bed for us to fuck in baby. no one else. i'm not sharing." he warns, "not when i have you like this."
his words stammer you, cracking your high as he continues to fuck you through your orgasm, spurting white all over your plushy thighs and the bathroom tiles.
while you try to recover, jay returned to himself- washing you in all the places where he shouldn't have touched in the first place. "you okay?" he asks, meeting your eyes. "y-yeah.." you could only respond. he smiles, patting you down after letting you out. "remember what i said, okay?"
you try to listen, putting on your lotions and your nightwear, but jay couldn't help but kiss you so needy, wanting more under his trunks. "remember what i said." he warns again.
you didn't, not after the two of you step out seeing sunghoon and jake standing outside, crossed arms and tussled hair. "oh." jay smirks, "did packing up take long?"
"if the owner asks why the door lock is broken- just say you'll pay for it." sunghoon shoves jay aside before slamming the bathroom door. jake scoffs, eyeing up jay before leaving the room. "i'll go cook something, yeah?" jay pats himself before heading to the kitchen, leaving you and jake across the hallway.
"he didn't touch you, did he?" jake comes close, fingers gliding so softly against your cheek. "or-"
the bathroom door slams back open. hoon, who had finished a shower in minutes, exits the steamy bathroom. his eyes lock onto you, wet hair over his face, little droplets cascading down his abs, and a lose towel, just hugging his hips. "your turn." he throws a new towel at jake. jake huffs, shaking his head, tch-ing as he heads into the bathroom, leaving hoon and you mere inches away from each other.
"had fun?" hoon's eyes never left you, jaw tensing as he sees your swollen lips and faintly pink neck. "at the beach? yeah!" you lie, getting wet just at the look of him. though hoon was never the type to lash out, he had definitely shown his anger, and with the way he leans in closer to you, he's jealous. he scoffs, "yeah right."
"couch. movie." he glares, before setting his eyes elsewhere, leaving you wet and confused.
dinner was quiet, all eyes hooked on to you as you twirl the food in your fork. "good?" jay smiles at you, and you nod. "so good." you reply, only hearing a sigh from jake. "could be better tho." he mutters. this rose petty arguments between jay and jake, some even funny to giggle at. while you choke out a chuckle, sunghoon stares across from you, never breaking eye contact as he eats, slurps and drinks with his eyes glued onto you.
it doesn't help the fact that you were wearing your cute nightwear, perky tits on display under that cute satin top- lace decorating your figure, necklace so low that it kisses your cleavage- you know he's looking- staring, hungry. like that meal isn't enough.
"hoon?" you call out, "you okay?"
"of course." he deadpans, before taking his dish to the kitchen. "don't worry about him, baby." jake brings a hand to your thigh, squeezing it. "just stick with us when we're watching the movie, baby." jay joins in.
you didn't. not when they were tired out of their minds- thinking it was your pussy that kept them sleepy. as you continued to watch in the night, you couldn't help but pout at the distance hoon gave you.
hoon's gaze burned from across the room, but he didnât move. spent, jay and jake had dozed, climbing on eachother for comfort- thinking it was you they were cuddling. you thought hoon would then come closer, join in, but instead he leaned back into the couch, jaw clenched, scrolling aimlessly on his phone.
"hoon.." you whisper, walking over to the single couch, far from you. he didn't even look up, didn't even acknowledge you. "i thought you had your fun. what do you need me for?"
the venom in his voice made you ache. you pout, hovering in front of him, chewing your lip until he finally snapped, yanking you down onto his lap. his phone clattered to the floor. "done pretending you enjoyed them?â he murmured, his voice a low growl against your ear. âbe quiet.â
"h-hoon-" you try to pry away, but he shamelessly grinds your hips to his crotch, growling in your ear while the murmur of the movie kept him hidden. "i said be quiet, baby," kissing your neck slowly, overwriting the marks jay had nipped. "unless," his hands glide over your breasts, eyes looking up to you under his lowly smirk. "unless you want me to fuck you so loud they'll know who you really belong to."
he didn't waste anytime to flip you over, your back struck against the cushion as he hungrily peels your bottoms off. "you know how to cover your mouth, right baby?" hooking your cute panties off your ankles as you lay there, hypnotised by the chain dangling down. his eyes never left you- you can see it when the screen flickers blue. he carefully shoves your wet panties into your mouth- as a quick way to shut you up. the movie screen illuminated your glistening pussy- warm, sticky, wet- pretty; hoon couldn't help but watch it pulsate in awe. "you're telling me they got to touch it before me?" he groans quietly. "and you let them?"
you shyly nod, unable to lie. you confess how badly you want all of them, how unshakeable your desire truly was. this only fueled hoon to shove his lips down your core, smearing his saliva all over your walls, sucking your clit while plunging his fingers deep to curl inside you while all you could do was squirm on the couch, hips bucking, back arching, teeth clenching between your sopping fabric. he laps at your pussy, starved- like a man who reached oasis, finally- a dream he'd been wanting to taste. "fucking heaven." he groans, a little loud to cause the men just a mere metre or two away to jerk in their sleep.
"mmph.. fuck." your eyes bead out tears with the way his fingers curl in you, pumping in and out as he plays with your clit on his tongue, kissing, sucking, biting your thighs til they shook. you broke a moan, breathless and muffled, hoon paid this no mind as he kept lapping, dirtying your core with his spit and tongue.
"fucking mine." his hands grope the sides of your thighs, pulling them closer to his mouth. shaking, you moan again- this time making jay and jake shuffle louder in their sleep. "yeah? you wanna wake them? see what happens when they see me eating you baby. you taste so good when you're mine." sunghoon lifts his head to whisper nasty shit in your ear. "cum, baby - fuck! squirt on me." he rips your panties from your lips and throws them- unexpectedly landing on a now awake jay.
hoon lips smothered over your mouth, drowning out your moans and cries as he quickly pulls out his tip to rub all over your messy clit. buried in your slick and juice, hoon continues to slide his exposed cock along your folds. you whimper under his member, his tip slowly entering you but never actually going in. teasing you. you choke a hard sigh, moaning, breaking a high you haven't reached.
"you fucking-" you turn to see jake and jay awake, ruffling out their shirts, messy hair, rushing over to hoon who only held a sly smirk.
only silence was held when you beg. "please stop!"
"if you wanna fuck me. then fuck me." you push hoon away with your sole, bare cheeks and tattered singlet all gone to precious waste if those boys don't hurry up and trail behind you as you walk, swaying your hot hips into the only room; the only bed.
the boys stammer, hard in their pants, bolting to the doors like dogs on a leash.
the bed waits.
your calves hit the frame, knees buckling. they crowd closer. dogtags swinging. clinking, like desperate music in the dark. you reach first, fingers curling around jayâs chain, yanking him down until his breath ghosts your lips. the cold metal presses into your palm- fuck.. his sharp inhale almost louder than the rattle. jake stumbles forward next, chest colliding with yours when you catch his tag too. twisted chain wrapped tight around your knuckles, pulling him in like heâs yours to leash.
hoon lingers. watching. daring you. so you hook him last.
you grabbed his tag, hard enough that it digs into his collarbone. his smirk falters- just for a second before he leans into your pull. three chains tangled in your fists. three boys bound to you by cold metal and shallow breath.
the sound..
groaning and clinking as you drag them down to the bed with you. like youâd leashed all of them.
"fuck.. baby." jay stammers, "so hot.. so desperate. you think you can handle all three?" his arms slide to yank off the rest of your garments- cradling your ass while hoon shoves his cock straight into your mouth. "she can't talk- she's busy." he smirks, earning a low chuckle from the rest.
your mouth so full of his length it made your eyes roll, hips rubbing against jakes palm who can't help but press his hard member down your slick thighs, still sticky and white from hoon's stupid lips. jay growls, grabbing a fistful of your ass, dipping your knees into the mattress, hoisting your hips as you choke on hoon's cock in front of you. "stretch her." hoon holds a fistful of your hair, caressing your full cheeks and your stained eyes, cooing soft sinister words as jake and jay touch you relentlessly.
"yeah baby? want us to fuck you? want us to fill you?" jay slaps your ass while jake whimpers, feeling his cock being stroked by your needy hands. "mmph!" you could only muster, with hoon nodding- "yeah she loves it like that."
jake brings his cock to align with jay's, smearing his precum over your pink folds while all you could do was grip the sheets- "pretty baby, have you been waiting all night?" hoon pulls his member out, soppy webs of saliva spilling out of your mouth as he helps relieve your need for breath.
"mm? say yes baby." jake pleads, waiting for your silent approval, your doe eyes generating tears as jay rubs your sweet spot in circles. "say it, please?"
your lips dribble with mixed precum and saliva, neck drenched with the remnants of your juices that hoon had spilt when he kissed you- you feel their hands roam you, trying to claim everypart of yours as theirs. the bed was bucked in with the way the hoon kneeled in front of you while jay and jake watched you from behind. "we havent even fucked you yet and you're so ruined baby," hoon huffs, grabbing your chin. "you sure want us to fuck you? stretch you? say yes."
"yes, please?" you moan, feeling jakes lips tickle yours, reaching down just to kiss you. "good girl, our sweet y/n." jay cooes, slapping a handful of your ass that your thighs shake, earning a groan from hoon. "fuck jay, spank her again- just like that."
you took a few spanks, red little marks on your cute ass as a form of punishment for being a liar. lying about not wanting, not needing, not desiring anyother. they hushed you, planted kisses on your forehead while you trembled under their palm, salivating under their bodies. then came sloppy kisses, the boys laying their backs against the headboard while you go down on them, kissing each tip as a sorry- as comfort. your thighs were even painted with prints of precum while you got a lil carried away at jake's cock, kissing his tip so lovingly. jay had enough, bringing you towards the centre. he lays you on your back as jake and hoon surround you on each side- kissing your cheek. jay hoists up your hips before lining his tip against your foamy core. "so fucking hot." hoon mutters, watching your body react to the scene.
"fuck princess, let me in." jay groans, being the first to push his thick cock in you, the tip being the hardest to shove. the little lamp in the corner of the room only seemed to show the illuminating beads of sweat and liquids that sheared off of you, while the moon exposed the curve of your ass and tits, your face and your swollen lips; loved by the men you cherish. "gonna fuck you so good, you'll take every inch."
the moan you broke into was loud that hoon had to shush you, kissing your cheeks while he guided you to palm him and jake with your free hands. the rhythm was slow, moderate, squeaky- until jay couldn't keep it, watching your tight little pussy swallow him with white creamy rims like you worshipped his dick, fuck, he was fucking you like crazy. your hips were bruised and your pace of rubbing jake and hoon's cock was fast, sliding off your palms. they get up to kneel on either side of your head, making you swallow jake's cock while stroking hoon's.
"you love it, don't you?" hoon's little smile looks hotter from below, watching your three best friends look down on you as they use you to shove their cock in- fuck, you feel jake's cock hardening as he continues to fuck your gummy walls.
it was getting overwhelming, fast.
the slapping of your pussy against jay's dick ramming into you, the creak of the bed, jake's sloppy cock popping in and out of your mouth- hoon's moans as you edge him,
and overall,
they're cumming to the sound of you enjoying it.
"princess, i'm cumming! fuck-" jay lulls his head back as he pumps hard shots into you. feeling his seed pump endless shots of jizz as it spills out, cock still hard.
"baby let me cum in your throat." jake couldn't help but shove it deeper until your saliva was white, filled with his creamy cum.
"gonna paint these breasts." hoon growls under his breath, making you feel his cock spurt out ropes of slick over your tits and waist.
"oh my god!" you moan, feeling their hunger not yet satisfied, you were instantly put on a cowgirl position, white dripping down your stomach and onto jake's who had settled you onto his cock. a slight stretch, you feel the relief right after the pain when you grind on it without warning. jake's sensitive tip is now experiencing colours- and his moans weren't afraid to show it, bucking his hips deeper while he watches you rub hoon and jay's tip against your cute titties.
"good fucking girl, riding me so well." jake fucks into you, grabbing your hips to stop you from grinding so he could just pump into you, you yelp crying- but jay and hoon encourage it, hold you as jake fucks you relentlessly, spitting into your mouth while your hole gets demolished. "you love jakey don't you?" he mocks your nickname for him, putting a thumb on your clit to circle. you reach your high within seconds, feeling jake's dick slide out, cum spilling out right after. a quick flash came up as jay couldn't help but save a pic. "fuck! my baby, you want more?"
different positions, different cocks, your kisses turned soft and sloppy, your body more doughy and fuckable everytime you're fuller.
"she'll get more." hoon plants your face into the bed. lining his tip. "b-baby-" you cry at them, no time to process whose even fucking you.
"baby, stay awake now." hoon grips your thighs before slapping his cock at your entrance, shoving it in while all you could do was moan and squeal relentlessly. hoon's fucking was meaner than jake's, his hips snapping while the rest watched, cum still leaking out of their tips.
"gonna fuck hoonie like you always do?" hoon slyly drags his words, fucking you faster while the bed creaks, earning dents and more problems to the wall. you couldn't help but bring your torso up to grip against the bedhead, and this gave jake the opportunity to slide his tip in, shoving it just a lil- stretching you. fuck. it felt so good, you couldn't help but moan so loud, jay had to shut you up by shoving his own overstimulated dick into your throat.
hoon's eyes roll back, feeling the heat of jake's member and your walls against his- and the sound of your cries. fuck they could listen to it all day. "fuck baby, cum!"
"i'm fucking cumming!" you let jay's cock pop out of your lips, and you scream, tits jiggling and your eyes rolling back as the high is hitting you harder than ever. "cum all over us." you squirt again, feeling their mixture of moans and groans of pleasure wash over you.
the silence was enough to kill.
the heaving of breaths, the bottom left bed leg? gone.
the dog tags, now hung around your thighs and neck like medals. "you're ours forever baby. ours." jay huffs.
youâre flat on your back, chest heaving, skin sticky with sweat. jay drapes across your shoulder, mouth pressed lazy against your collarbone. jake curled at your side, face buried against your ribs, chain still sliding up and down with each breath. hoon's knees gave in- sprawled on your stomach, his hand loose around your waist.
"i love you. each of you. all of you." you mutter, ruffling their hair with every ounce of your energy left. whatever part of your body their lips touched, they kissed in return- like a silent worship.
peaceful, their breaths. their pulse. the night. the sea. not giving a fuck that they had a lot of damage to pay.
"fuck. the owner is visiting to see the damage." jay runs his fingers through his hair, pointing at y/n with his other, "and seeing the current state of her, how the FUCK are we supposed to convince the guy we didn't do anything weird?"
jake groans from the floor, tugging the blanket over his head.
âdamage? itâs not that bad-" the bedframe creaks loud, splintered.
ââŠokay maybe itâs bad.â
hoonâs dead silent, arms crossed, glaring at the floor like heâs trying not to say anything worse. then a knock came, leaving everyone to freeze. the door swings open. his figure loomed over the entire plan, while you and hoon securely held eachother, looking a bit away in shame. the owner of the bnb had dark eyes scanning the wreckage. broken lamp, tilted picture frame, sheets tangled across the floor.
his jaw tightens. silence.
jay opens his mouth, ready to beg.
âwe can explain-"
âdonât bother,â the guy cuts him off, waving a hand.
his gaze slides past all three boys. it lands on you. lingering. you try hard to look away, but you watch as his eyes wonder, eyeing you up and down. "ma'am," he starts, watching your eyes waver as he leans against the doorframe. "nothing is too broken, don't worry." he starts, "here's my number for anything extra you need to show me, please, i don't mind unnecessary. and i mean anything unnecessary at all.."
his hand brings out a note, stapled with a phone number. "heeseung." he introduces himself cooly, looking one more time at you before leaving.
WOW. yall pls dont ask what possessed me. anyways.
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