You smiled weakly across at Minjun as you placed the last of the dishes into the dishwasher, relieved to finally see your house as a home again. The front door was locked shut after having the boys round all evening, embracing the peace and quiet that finally came after hours of hosting what could only be described as chaos.
The two of you were exhausted after cooking for most of the afternoon to try and impress the boys, showing off the new home that you had just invested in for the very first time, determined to shock them with what you had done.
With your hands empty, Minjun walked around and took a hold of the both of them, pulling you through the house until the two of you were able to collapse down on the sofa.
“I love your members, but they are hard work,” you sighed as you rested your head against Minjun’s chest, “really, how have you put up with them for so long?”
“You learn to just play along,” Minjun sniggered as he moved one of his hands to relax around your waist. “I think they enjoyed taking a look around the place, seeing us settle down somewhere properly together.”
Your head nodded in agreement with him as you took a quick look around the living room, “I never appreciated how homely this place is until we showed the boys around, it makes me feel really grown up all of a sudden.”
“I get the feeling looking around that this could be a forever home for the two of us.”
“I agree, I couldn’t imagine the two of us finding anywhere better to live right now.”
You still had a lot of work to do but seeing things slowly coming together was the most important thing for you both, as your house became a home over time.
“I think they plan on staying over here quite a lot too,” Minjun chuckled, “I’m pretty sure I overheard Taecyeon calling the spare room his when they were taking a look around upstairs together.”
Your eyes rolled, although you’d learnt to expect nothing less from the five of them. “I think Chansung mentioned cooking next time, said he wanted to make the most of having a proper full-sized kitchen to enjoy with fancy utensils.”
“As long as he cleans up too, I’d have no complaints.”
Your hand hit gently against Minjun’s chest, “I think that’s the only downside of hosting in a place as big as this, there’s so much cleaning up to do, I think I’ve found a beer can in just about every room around the house.”
Looking around the house, and then to you tucked into his side, Minjun knew there was no place better for him to be. For so long he had imagined himself settling down, trying to find a place that he could truly call home, but he never imagined that he would find someone as special as your place, and to share it with you too was even more special for Minjun.
As you fell quiet, Minjun pressed a soft kiss against the top of your head, “I think the boys might absolutely love you after tonight, you took such good care of them.”
“It’s part of the package of dating you,” you joked, “I don’t just have you to look after, I’ve got five attachments who are joined at your hip to care for as well.”
“One by one hopefully we’ll be able to partner them up,” Minjun teased, smiling widely as you chuckled beside him, “I’ve managed to find someone, so surely it can’t be too hard to set all of them up too.”
Your head shook back across at him, admiring the sincerity that was in Minjun’s voice. Having seen how nice it was for himself to settle down, he couldn’t wait to get to see his best friend’s settle down too and see how it feels watching your friends succeed on the other side.
“Although today has been a lot of effort and a lot of hard work, it’s been amazing to show off to my friends how I’m doing,” Minjun suddenly spoke up again, “I think they’ve worried a lot whilst we’ve moved and settled together, but now that they can see how we’re doing, I think that they’re a lot more comfortable too.”
“Junho came up to me several times today and scolded me to make sure that I take good care of you,” you chuckled, “said that they’d miss not being able to check up on you as much.”
In fact, every member at some point in your evening had made you promise that you’d look after Minjun for them. They hated losing some of their responsibility with Minjun, passing it across to you as the two of you settled into your new home.
Despite their warnings, you knew that they boys were never going to be too far away, as much as they wanted you to care for Minjun, they loved for you to care about them too.
“I can’t wait to come home every night from work and spend my evenings here with you,” Minjun whispered into your ear, “there’s so many things that we can do in this place, this might even be the place that we start a family too.”
“Have you thought about starting a family in here already?”
Minjun’s head nodded as you glanced up to look at him, “it’s a thought that has crossed my mind a couple of times, there’s plenty of spare rooms upstairs, and we definitely can’t be hosting the boys in there for the rest of our lives either.”
“I don’t think they’ll be too happy being kicked out of our home.”
A loud laugh came from Minjun, “I think they’d still offer to sleep in the rooms, it’ll just be uncle duties for them instead if we change them into nurseries.”
You knew that Minjun wasn’t joking, knowing that the boys would do whatever it took to stay with you all. “Maybe we’ll just have to change the locks instead.”
“I tried that it in the old flat, but then one of them just ended up following me home.”
Although the two of you had at least attempted to settle down and find a place of your own, you knew the boys would never be too far away. However, nights like tonight reminded you why their company was so much fun, and why you’d never chose to have things any other way.
“We’ve still got so much tidying up to do,” you whispered across to Minjun, “but I’m far too comfortable now to even think about moving.”
Minjun’s head quickly nodded in agreement with you, “let’s just stay here, there’s always tomorrow to tidy things up.”
“I guess seeing as this is our house now, we can make the rules to do so,” you agreed, offering Minjun a wide smile.
“I love that we have a place for the both of us now.”
The smile on your face continued to grow as Minjun spoke, “to be honest, I think I had pretty much moved into your old apartment already, I don’t think I ever really left.”
“This place is different, it’s truly ours,” Minjun assured you.
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Looking at the clock, you were trying to decide how your saturday night would be. The answer came in a text message from your beloved friend Minjun.
-x-
"Are you at home?"
Your phone was buzzing with a new message from your friend Minjun.
"Yep. Trying to decide if I go out or if I just stay in watching movies."
"We could eat fondue tonight. Let me know what you think."
Truth be told, your stomach growled with that text. Plus, your heart missed your friend because he was always busy. And the most important: spend the night in some club wasn't something you enjoyed just like in the beginning of your twenty's. The thirty's is closer to the door and being in your bed feels more comfy.
"I think it's a great idea. My place or yours?"
"Yours. I'm leaving the market. Somehow I knew that you'd choose to stay in."
"Am I that predictable?"
"No. I just know you too well."
Being friends for years can result in this. Also in you having no need to look gorgeous, but Minjun would always say the same thing.
"You look great."
And you always did the same thing: rolled eyes chuckling and telling him to shut up. So now he was standing in your kitchen after the compliment.
"We didn't see each other in almost three months and you're not gonna hug me?"
He was the one chuckling walking till the living room.
"I'm sorry, I didn't knew you liked so much to stay in my arms, Y/N."
The gasp was loud. How could he say those things and make you blush? But again, truth be told, you really liked. Minjun was strong, big and warm. You always felt safe and comfortable when he hugs you. But you weren't telling him that.
"How have you been?"
And with that, the food started to being cooked.
"This smells good."
"Of course, Minjun. I'm the one doing it."
"You're so full of yourself, aren't you?"
"You like me anyway."
He truly did. At some point in your friendship, being with you seemed to be better than not being with you. So when he needed to stay away for work, or you for the same reason, his heart was broken in tiny pieces, until you could finally meet so it could be glued again. But he wasn't telling you this. How could he do it?
"Ok, it's done. Let's eat."
Everything was placed in the wood table in front of the sofa. Included a bottle of wine and two glasses.
"Yeah, I guess I agree with you."
"Hm?"
"You cook very well."
So, here's the thing. Whenever you said something very proudly about small things, you tended to joke. It was fun and nice to make people laugh. Specially Minjun because you liked how his perfect teeth showed up in a smile that could light up the whole city and how his laugh seemed a beautiful melody. But whenever he agreed with you or complimented you, you turned into a shy little hedgehog trying to hide so he wouldn't see the blush on your face. Never worked because he'd always capture this lovely image and locked up in the special place you had in his mind.
"I didn't have the chance to say anything about it until now but these glasses looks amazing on you."
"Oh, do you think so?"
"Yeah. You know how I like men with glasses. I cannot lie about this."
Well, he was going to definitely be with those glasses around you.
"Can I ask you something?"
You just hummed drinking your wine.
"I know you like to stay in, but why? I mean, you could be meeting guys and dating."
"I'm getting old!"
"Everybody is and that's not a reason."
"I'm tired of going to clubs and guys hitting on me with those lame pick up lines just to get in my pants. How could I ever date someone like that?"
"Oh, so you do have a type? I thought you didn't."
How could you say that he was your ideal type?
"I like men who knows how to respect people and be nice. And I'm not gonna meet anyone like this while partying hard. People aren't there to be rational and cool."
Minjun sometimes partied hard. Could that be a reason to dislike him?
"I like men who cooks with me, and shares a wine and stories. Men that I can speak friendly and have fun in a lot of ways, but that aren't with me just for the good things."
Ok, so maybe you said too much.
"You know, this dinner we're having right now looks like a date."
And you weren't making anything to stop yourself.
"I would like if you saw it in that way."
Hold on, what?
"What?"
What was going on?
"Do you know why am I single, Y/N?"
"Because... you aren't interested in anyone?"
"I'm interested. But in you. And I don't know if it's mutual. But I just have eyes for you."
You stared blankly to the man in front of you. What did he just said? Were you drunk already and imagining things? Was he really saying that he likes you? He drank his glass of wine waiting for your answer as you stand on your feet and walked overthinking about what could happen because of this. You were close friends for years!
"Y/N... It's okay. You don't need to like me back..."
"It's not okay!"
You could see him tensing up.
"Did I just ruined our friendship?"
He chuckled but you could feel the sadness while he buried his face in his hands. And to be very honest, you would be lying if you said he did. Because it wouldn't be possible since you liked him too. So the friendship could be over, or could remain as you both started something else.
"I don't want us to be apart just because I have feelings."
"This isn't a small thing, Minjun. Don't speak like that about what you feel."
"I think I made everything worse now, Y/N."
You walked your way back and kneeled in front of the man you adored.
"I think you made everything better."
Holding his face with your both hands, you didn't think twice before pecking his lips.
"W-what..."
He tried to read your face but you didn't show any doubts.
"I like you."
Minjun didn't processed this phrase, which didn't stopped him to give you the best kiss of your life. Passionate, slow and tasting like wine. Intoxicating all your senses and making you drown in the moment. So maybe you like the cliché of friends to lovers. But you're definitely like Minjun in every cliché life could create.
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As Jun massaged the redden, hand print ridden areas; Nichk finally let up on you. A soft giggle flowed out of him as he traced the area he practically latched onto with his fingertips, “So pretty..” He purred beside your ear, “I can’t wait to bruise you up babygirl.”
His lewd words led your mind to go wild with thoughts of what they’d do to you, a soft whine flowed out of your parted lips the moment you felt the wetness between your legs completely soak through the silky fabric of your panties.
“Daddy... Please.. “ You whimpered out, your eyes still completely fixated on Jun’s teasing hand.
“What princess?” He asked, peering up at you through his heavy-lidded eyes; licking those plush lips of his. Pushing up your dress, exposing your heavily drenched panties- a soft groan of approval flowed out of the two of them, “Wow-” Jun chuckled, running his thumb along the outline of his lower lip. “-Looks like our little slut really, really wants us Khunnie..”
Nichk smoothly sank down to the floor beside Jun to get a better look at your drenched cunt, “Fuck.” He hissed just as he roughly groped your voluptuous thighs, “You’re so fucking wet, little one..” Licking his lips, he turned to the other man as his fingertips scraped along your inner thigh. “What do you think we should do Hyung? Should we do what we talked about?- or should we give our slut what she wants?”
Jun peered over to Nichk only for a second before a sly, mischievous smirk painted across his face. “Let’s do what we planned..” He chuckled, his attention returning to your soaked panties as he gently ran his finger along the indention of your slit just before pulling them to the side; exposing your glistening folds.
That smile of his stay as he listened to the sweet desperation filled sounds that poured from your parted lips, “After all, Khunnie, she looks so pretty when she begs for us.”
With a simple nod, Nichk silently agreed as he licked his plush lips- his mouth practically yearned to be on you; to taste your sweetness, to hear the angelic mewls escape you as your body writhed underneath him.
“Can I start?” He asked his friend, completely unable to hide the underlying tone of pure desire as his sex-hungry eyes scanned over your curvaceous form.
Taking his hand away from your thigh, Jun offered him a gentle back rub; nodding at his eager friend.
“Of course, Khunnie, just don’t break her yet-” He snickers, nipping at his lips as his darkened gaze returned to you; his eyes locking with yours. “You’re gonna be a good girl, for us- for your Daddies, aren’t you babygirl?”
“Yes, Sir..” You timidly mewled, as your eyes fixated on both of the gorgeous men who knelt before you, “I- I promise I’ll be good..”
“That’s my girl..” Nichkhun bit his lower lip as he flashed you a bright, impish smile as his hand trailed further up your thighs, only touching you needy flower ever-so-slightly; relishing the small purr that flowed out of you.
His fingertips gently sunk into your slit, lightly grazing your sensitive little pearl as he made delicious little heart shaped motions on top of it.
Sinking back into the cushions, you lightly shut your eyes leaving your reddened lips parted as your sweet moans flowed out of your mouth like an erotic song. “Da-” You whimpered as he put more pressure on your flower, he fingers moving down to your wanting entrance.
A pompous smirk painted across his face as he listened to you attempting to speak, “Sh, sh, sh little one..” He cooed, two of his long digits began teasing your sopping hole- almost forcing more of your enticing moans out as he continued his assault. “No talking..” He snickered, those plush lips of his pressing against your inner thigh; his fingers slowly sinking into you as he harshly bit down on your sensitive flesh.
The loud little whines that escaped you brought a smile to his face- it sounded like music to his ears. “Hmm, so beautiful babygirl...” Nichk purred as he pulled away from your thigh, “You feel so fucking tight, princess..” He practically growled as he finger fucked you at a slow, steady pace.
Jun stood from his spot, his arms folded across his chest as he watched over y’all’s playtime; after all, he adored watching how easily you were able to come undone, how easily you became putty in their hands.
“Do Khunnies fingers feel good princess?” Jun snickered just as Nichk quickened his pace; curling his fingers to perfectly hit your most sensitive spot drawing out your gorgeous, high pitched moans. A smirk painted across his face taking the erotic sounds that left your mouth as a definite yes, “Thought so.”
“Jun-” Nichk called out to the other man as he slowly pulled his digits out of your sopping cunt causing your face to contort as you held back your protesting whimper. “Look how fucking wet she is.” He snickered, separating his fingers showing him how your essence strung between them before taking them into his mouth; sucking them clean.
His attention turned away from Jun and back to you, that playful glint in his eye completely dissipated as he remembered why you three were in this situation in the first place.
Butterflies filled your tummy as your anxiety sky-rocketed. you carefully watched as he stood from his place between your legs.
Nichk began undoing his belt, pulling it free in an instant then stepping back over to you. He grabbed the silk that bound your hands behind your back and forced you face down onto the couch.
“Now babygirl..” He spoke in a lowly growl, his fingertips trailing from your lower back up your spine before grabbing a fistful of your hair. Roughly shoving your face into the cushion he felt this sense of pure aggression come over him, “You’re our little girl-” He snarled as he let up on you; holding the belt tightly in his hands, “-Why do you like testing our authority? Huh? Why do you insist on acting like some kind of stray?”
Chills ran down your spine as you listened to his harsh, intimidating questions. Though you tried to reply, nothing but a timid whimper escaped your lips.
He, of course, didn’t like that at all. The cool material of the leather belt sharply licked your bum cheek forcing out one of your pained mewls.
“You want to act like a cheap little slut, right?” He growled, the belt connected with your bum once more, “You want to act like a big girl and make your daddies jealous right?”
Tears began to gather in the corners of your eyes as Nichk brought the belt down on you once again; smacking so many time you lost count. The entire house was filled with your muffled yelps and shaky sniffles, “Da- Daddy..” You whimpered, attempting to squirm away from his range.
His hands roughly gripped your hips, dragging you back into place.
“Where do you think you’re going? Huh, slut?” He snarled, using one of his hands to grip a fistful of your hair; yanking you up to your knees.
Suddenly, Jun appeared in front of you clicking his tongue as he shook his head. A smug grin sprawled across his face; Tsk, tsk, tsk.
“Now, now kitten-” He cooed, roughly gripping your lower jaw. “Why don’t you answer your Daddy? Hmm?” His grip on your jaw grew tighter with each passing second, “Or is our big girl scared?”
The moment you heard the underlying mocking tone in his voice, your confidence suddenly seemed to spike.
“I- I’m not scared..” You mumbled, sniffling as your tears slowly came to a halt.
“Well, then why don’t you answer?” Nichk snarled; his lips right beside your ear. “Or is it that you just enjoy pissing your Daddies off?”
Hearing that aggressive snarl and feeling the combined roughness of both men sent every nerve in your body on complete overdrive. A needy whimper flowed out of you as one of Jun’s hands began to run against your wanting slit, “May- Maybe..” You whined, tugging as your plush lower lip between your teeth.
Jun slowly pulled his hand away from your flower, looking over at Nichk; who didn’t seem to appreciate your answer- shaking his head at you, “Khunnie doesn’t like brats, little one-” He snickered, combing his long fingers through his jet black hair. “-You also know how much he loves putting them back in the place, don’t you remember the first time we met?”
The moment he said that the memories of the three of you having your first official session together flooded your mind. You remembered how mouthy you had been with him for days beforehand, then your body involuntarily shivered as you thought about how Nichkhun had your ass bruised and sore for almost weeks after.
Tilting his head slightly, his lips turned up in a wicked smirk as he felt you shiver against him. His hand moved from your arm, trailed across your chest as he wrapped his forearms around your throat;
“You know what, little girl-” He began in a hefty growl, moving your head to the side as his grip around your throat tightened; his plush lips grazed against your shoulder.
The leather belt licked the side of your thigh at least three times filling the house with your shaky yelps once more, “-It seems like I’m going to fucking put you back in your place.”
Without warning, he released his hold on you causing air to rush into your lungs as he shoved you back down onto the couch; this time grinding his hardened, clothed member against your backside.
Soft moans escaped you as your body relished the feeling of him against you. “D- Daddy.~” You sweetly purred as he began pushing his manhood against your aching cunt. “Daddy, please I- I’m..”
Before you could finish your sentence one last sharp lick of the belt connected with your bum cheek, causing you to arch your back in response before tossing the weapon off to the side.
His hand smoothly ran down the small of your back drawing out on of his deliciously sinful groans. “Such a pretty little slut...” He cooed, his hand trailing back down to the reddened, sore flesh on your lower half.
Suddenly, Jun joined the two of you- cupping your face as he slowly pulled you up to his crotch; rubbing his solid member on your cheek. Your mouth watered as you began to longing to taste him.
Peering up at him through your lashes, you could see the same darkness that enraptured Nichkhun’s.
With one hand, he undid his jeans; pulling them down only enough his hardened member to spring free. He hissed at the mix of your warm breath and the cool air brushed against the tip.
“I bet-” He lowly purred, wrapping his large hand around the base of his cock as he smacked it on your plush lips. “I bet you really want your Daddies to use every one of your pretty holes, huh kitten?”
Nodding your head, you opened your mouth and stuck out your tongue for him. His cock brushed your tongue, only allowing you to get a taste of the little beads of precum that began gathering at his tip.
The sound Nichk undoing his pants suddenly had your hips swaying side to side. “Wow-” He scoffed, stilling your movements with one hand as he grasped his length. “You’re such a needy little slut.”
Nothing but a soft moan came out of your mouth as he began running the tip of his hard cock along your slit; putting just the slightest bit of pressure on you.
“I- I need you both..” You whimpered as the wetness between your legs was practically dripping down your thighs, “-so, so fucking badly.”
Jun’s hand suddenly connected with your cheek, drawing out a pleasure-filled yet pained moan.
“Watch your mouth, little girl.” He growled, brushing hair out your face as he furthered his length into your mouth, “Unless you want Khunnie to get his belt again.” His chuckle became airy as his breathing staggered slightly the moment you eagerly curled your tongue around the underside of his member.
You moaned around his member as you felt Nichkhun’s hands brushing against your cunt as he grabbed the crotch of your panties; practically ripping them apart as he gave them a hard yank.
He groaned at the sight of your flowing wetness, immediately running the head of his cock along your sopping folds. “Fuck-” He snarled, grazing against your clit every so often. “You’re so fucking ready for us? Aren’t you kitten?”
A loud groan flowed out of Jun as he watched your plush lips wrap around him, “You know she is..” He uttered to the other man, pumping his member in and out of your mouth at a steady pace as Nichk slowly pushed himself into your entrance causing you to whimper in response.
“She’s always ready for her Daddies to use her-” He softly growled as you hollowed your cheeks around him, “She’s such a well trained little slut, after all, Khunnie.”
Nichk began a steady pace inside you, his soft groans with mix with Jun’s along with your muffled moans.
“Very true..” He replied with a smug smile, shuddering as your tight velvet snuggly wrapped around him, “We trained her well, didn’t we?” He purred as he would irregularly quicken his pace inside you.
Your moans and whines were stifled by Jun’s cock. The older man quickened his pace, hitting the back of your throat every couple thrusts.
He could see you struggling as your breathing staggered, “It’s okay, little one, it’s okay-” He sweetly groaned, combing his fingers through your hair; smiling brightly as more mascara-filled tears streamed down your cheeks every time he pushed further down your throat. “Breathe through your nose, okay? You know that baby, just breathe.”
Nodding, you continued to moan around him as Nichk’s thrusts became more and more energised by the second. Soon you found it hard to continue working Jun’s cock as your moaning became constant. He noticed this, of course; his hands gripped fistfuls of your hair as he mercilessly began thrusting into your mouth.
The entire house filled with the erotic song that was made up by the lewd slurping and whines that flowed from you and the combined groans and growled coming from the two men.
Suddenly Jun’s entire length was down your throat, your nose barely touched his toned abdomen as he held you there; stilling you as Nichk viciously pounded into you.
“Fuck, your-” Jun snarled, fully pulling out of your mouth and only allowing you to take a few breaths before practically slamming himself back down your warm throat, “-your throat feels so nice all wrapped around my cock, kitten.”
He glared down at you, watching as you quickly became a mess; mascara coloured your flushed cheeks while a mix of pre-cum and drool dripped down your chin. “God, you look so fucking gorgeous right now, little one.” He hissed as he retracted his member from your throat once again.
You wriggled your bound hands around, trying your hardest to free yourself so you were able to touch your beloved Daddies.
Nichkhun tightly gripped the silk that kept your hands from moving, holding on it as the other harshly dug into your hip.
“Not uh.” He growled, pounding into relentlessly groaning loudly as he watched his friend face fuck you. “This stays on babygirl until we decide otherwise.” Immediately he found himself shutting his eyes as his head slunk back, he always adored the way you felt; your warmth and wetness were a feeling like no other.
Looking over at his friend, Jun snickered, “Looks like you’re enjoying yourself...” He airily teased his friend, following with his playfulness with his hefty moans as his length sunk back down your throat.
Slowly, Nichk opened his heavy-lidded eyes; ruthlessly drilling into you as he eyed Jun. Without warning, he released his grip on your restraints, then reached over to Jun gently grasping his lower jaw; pulling him in for a sloppy, passionate kiss as they both continued their powerful thrusts into you.
As they slowly pulled away from each other, they peered down at your messy yet delicate form. Admiring the lewd sounds that came from you.
You could feel their stares burning into you, your heart races as breathing became harder and harder for you.
Muffled moans and whimpers where the only thing you were capable of vocalising as your climax inch closer by the second. Your velvety walls clenched around Nichk’s member forcing out his wonderfully enticing groans.
Jun could tell you were close just by the ecstasy that clouded your gorgeous eyes, “You close babygirl?” He purred, stilling his movements for a moment; allowing you to respond.
Your body shuddered as Nichk continued his toe-curling assault while you instinctively hollowed your cheeks around Jun’s cock; gently bobbing your head up and down his shaft as you weakly nodded, glancing up at him with this needy look in your doll-like eyes.
The moment you nodded, Jun began his rough face fucking again; letting out the most orgasm-inducing snarls and groans you had heard from him in a long time.
Your walls clenched around him as your whimpers seemed to turn into pleas for him to allow you to cum.
His shaky hiss turned into a soft chuckle, his fingertips buried themselves further into your hips as he fiercely fucked you. His thrusts began to sputter as his breathing became laboured, the way you tightened around him was almost enough to push him over that edge as his high neared.
“Fuck-” He breathlessly snarled, slamming into you with long hard strokes as he practically forced you closer to the edge, “Cum for me babygirl. Cum all over Daddy’s cock..”
Nichk’s lewd words and forceful strokes threw you straight over the edge, sending you tumbling down that euphoric abyss. Your body became tense and your eyes seemed to roll back as your orgasm shook your entire body to its core.
Jun’s thrusts suddenly became sloppy as well, his eyes fixated on you as he watched you unravel beneath them. “Shi- Shit..” He shakily whined, shoving his cock completely into your mouth; his member twitched as warm streams of his cum coated your throat.
His movements slowly came to a halt, allowing himself to recover from his sudden orgasm before pulling himself out of your mouth. Strings of cum dripping from your lower lip, as he tucked himself back into his pants.
Air rushed into your lungs as you attempted to steady your staggered breaths. Your moans were loud and clear, now, as Nichkhun refused to let up on your jaded body.
“D- Daddy.~” You whimpered, peering up at Jun who sat just a few inches away from you; carefully watching Nichk relentlessly chase his high.
His calmed gaze turned to you, “Yes, my love.” He replied, licking his lips as his long fingers ran through your hair.
Unfortunately, you found yourself completely unable to utter out another word. Your mind seemed to go blank as another orgasm crept up on you.
“Fuck-” Nichk breathlessly chuckled the moment he felt your walls tighten up around him once more. “You gonna cum again, kitten?”
Nothing but loud, desperate moans flowed out of your parted lips as you frantically nodded in response.
“Me- Me too.” He stuttered, moving his bruising grip from your hips to your shapely bum, “Cum with Daddy, okay? Cum with me, jagi..” Just as he uttered these words, he quickened his pace inside you one last time; slamming in and out of you as hit your most sensitive spot perfectly.
Not even a couple minutes after, your body tensed for a millisecond before turning into jelly as your orgasm took over. Your whimpers came to a halt as your breathing quickened; you would’ve collapsed right then and there if it were for you already being face down on the couch.
Your walls clenched around Nichk’s member causing his climax to wash over him like a giant, powerful wave. He leaned forward, laying himself on your back as he emptied his load inside you.
“You okay kitten?” Jun asked, kneeling down in front of you as Nichk rose from his spot; untying your restraints as he tucked his member back inside his jeans. “Nod if you’re feeling okay, princess.”
A weak whine escaped you as you moved onto your side, nodding as you moved your sore arms out in front of you. Grabbing your wrists, Jun examined the area for any sign of bruising; gently massaging them before planting tender kisses on the backs of your hands.
Sliding in behind you, Nichk carefully lifted your legs; laying them on top of them as he sat down. He delicately ran his hand along the bruises that peppered the sensitive skin of your thighs and bum before leaning down, placing soft kisses on the sore areas.
“I hope this makes you think twice about straying off again, little girl..” He teased, placing one last kiss on your ouchies before sitting himself back up. His large hand caressed your leg as he watched Jun begin to baby you, “You’re our little girl, y/n. No one else's, remember that.”
