#beomkai

Spring nights keep the waters warm, all the seasons are in their own places, not helping with the coming-to-yourself process. So you’re making sure you press your cold wet hand on the nape of your neck and not wiping off the water completely. It’ll help with the lake preparation when the wind blows on your skin, even though spring nights keep the winds warm, too.

You’re holding hands with Beomgyu absurdly, running to the door before Kai stabs the neighborhood with another roaring honk. He would do it; he never cares. And you still don’t know what clothes Beomgyu picked for you, you don’t even check them out, they’re on the big camping bag now — the one he’s carrying while giving a speech about you only live once, jump into a lake at midnight, kiss a girl, fuck a cowboy and something, something. Until you two finished putting your converse on.

He lifts his I-forgot-something-painted face there. “Uh. For the underwear…?” his voice is finally quiet, or he’s whispering. You can’t decide because you can’t believe Beomgyu can blush about underwear, or darkness causes a lack of hearing, too. And right now, once again, you’re seeing that he only wears his purple Converse at night.

“I hate bras this early.” you say, stepping outside first.

“Right,” Beomgyu says, following right behind you. “Me, too.”

You chuckle, shaking your head, and Beomgyu’s lips curve up, glistening with something uncertain as you’re holding hands again going downstairs. “Means you don't wear one now?” he whispers into your ear. You open the building’s heavy-ass door, opening the night before you are able to slap his chest and say, Right. Me, too.

The S10 Blazer shines brightly under the moonlight with its dilated, square eyes, right wheels sitting on the curb, quite flirty. It's obviously Kai’s father's handsome Chevy. We are so fucked, you think.

But there’s a Bon Jovi concert inside of the car, it feels like the sun has just set. Light a candle, blow the world away. Table for two on a TV Tray. It ain't fancy, baby, that's ok. Our time, our way!

...Right?

And when Beomgyu changes it with Wanda Jackson’s cowboy song and starts to join her, even singing (:trying and failing) the yodeling parts, all of you are thinking about living once, kissing a girl, and fucking a cowboy.

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The lake has moonlight as a blanket, dances and glistens sweetly in the darkness of the night, looking happier than the sun could ever dream of. And there's something about the moon, it always makes things tempting. It's like a shining sphere sitting on the palm of a siren's silver-black glove. But even this depiction can't make you think about the underwater creations now. That's the thing: peace in the wilderness.

The water gives a cold shock as always but then it quickly turns into a semi-sauna. You all know what that means, though: It's going to be freezing cold if you stick any limb out of the water.

But still, it's peaceful. Once you manage to prevent the boys from swimming all the way to the broken pier on the other side and avoid their attempts to dunk your head underwater, you feel it much more. For about three minutes, you don’t even know whose legs you’re tangling with, who you’re kicking, who’s grabbing you, who you’re grabbing, or where you’re grabbing them. It's the darkest and funniest mess. You don’t stray too far from the shore, just to make sure it’s still each other you’re touching. Relaxing your muscles, it promises that the sleep to come will be perfect. Kai is wearing only his necklace; he likes being 70% naked, and you don’t know if Beomgyu realized he was still wearing his black tank top after jumping into the water or if that was the plan all along. What you do know is that the water makes all your nipples stiff, and only shows yours so clearly.

And that Kai’s skipping stones on the water looks even more beautiful in the moonlight. Sometimes you even think he could walk on water.

The car’s radio is still on, playing Bruce Springsteen behind you three. You have six beers, and a blunt, passed from hand to hand. Conversations are either spicy or weird; Beomgyu’s ‘smoking hot’ neighbor Auntie Cecilia, riches pouring wine into their bathtub, how many animals are sleeping and how many are not now, if the lighthouse keeper would take a puff or kick your asses if he caught you, Sha la la la la… And the Bob guy for sure.

“You guys remember the Bob guy?” Kai says, curving his non-existent mustache between his index and thumb, making it easy for you to remember.

You chuckle, sipping the beer. You could never imagine them like that. Not yet.

“I was in his house the other day, he was having problems with his fucking computer again. I was fixing it and he was sleeping on his couch in front of the TV.” he smirks here, bringing the bottle to his lips. “Guess the movie,”

Beomgyu lifts his chin. “What?”

“Crash, baby.”

“Fuck off!”

“Oh, yeah,” Kai laughs, putting the bottle on a rock so as not to drop beer into the Mother Water. “The scene was, uh… where they fucking under a car, y’know? I don't actually remember them fucking somewhere else but shit, anyway!” he pulls his back away the rock and holds his hands out for this part: “He had a little fucking shrimp in his pants but he was snoring, too!”

“Gross,” you spit, face grimacing automatically with the hate towards the old, stinky men.

Beomgyu frowns. “Think his dick was that small or he was semi-”

“Oh my God,” you stop him there, with Kai’s passionate laughter perfectly backing up.

“Let me change the question!” Beomgyu laughs, too, his voice coming out funny because of the blunt between his lips. “The brain is that sober while we're sleeping!” he says, “Sober enough to pop a boner, yeah?” he chuckles at his potential pizza commercial. “Neurology is wild.”

“And what's the only time we're going unconscious?” Kai asks, mouth still holding the shape of his laughter.

You turn your head to him when Beomgyu approaches, water stirs quietly between you. “Evidently, when you're under a spell, my man.” he mumbles, twirling the words for a spell: belt impact.

And your mind sings the song for you: Well, he always squeezed me at night, while the moon was shining bright! And I knew I was under his spell!

Beomgyu settles the blunt between your lips, and watches them wrapping around the paper. The most shameless stars sparkling in his eyes, tonight, his damp bangs do nothing to hide them. And you're taking a long, and slow drag, not quite knowing why you want to see it a little more.

You're feeling dizzy when you're finally pulling back. “Shall we…?” You say, smoke escaping your mouth, pointing at the car with your thumb.

“You cold?” Kai asks, colliding the empty bottles together.

“That's an outside question,” you say.

“Okay, let's get out.” Beomgyu puts the blunt back between his lips and you all walk the big lake rocks until you step on the little ones and reach the soil again. Feeling heavier with each step is terribly magical when your head is spinning like Jupiter. It's like you're not walking on the soil but it's walking to you; it's pulling you from the knees.

“Almost there,” Beomgyu chuckles when he sees you pressed on there. You're lifting your head, chuckling, and can't really bring yourself to say something. He presses the blunt on a rock and kills the fire, the smoke from his last drag dancing between his nose and mouth. Then he takes off his tank top, it's just a wet and annoyingly tight thing now, combing his hair back for him, showing his forehead, and his skin to the night. You're turning your head somewhere else like a teenager boy, somewhere black or green or gray, and get up avoiding the feeling of your wet t-shirt sticking to your skin.

It's annoying.

Kai is collecting all the trash, and colliding bottles creates a soft tinnitus for you. His necklace is dangling when he bends down and sticking to his skin when he straightens up again. He looks beautiful, mumbling along with the radio. You're joining him inwardly, too.

Superstar in your own private movie,

I wanted just a minor part,

But I'm no fool.

But the music comes from the car, and it hits, lifts your head suddenly. “High driving? Really? We're doing it?”

Beomgyu's gaze shifts between you two for a straight minute, like he just realized that when you said it. “Believe it or not, I've never done that.” he says, raising his hands in the air.

“You did.” Kai chuckles, double knotting the trash bag.

“Once means zero.”

“Once means courage.”

“OK, Jim Rohn.” Beomgyu puts his Misfit t-shirt over his head, and ruffles his hair. “Would you rather sleep in the forest or in the car?” he turns to you. He's literally asking highly, and you purse your lips highly. “Bears aren't hot.”

“Right,” Beomgyu nods, frowning in a stupid seriousness. “A good fuck would make me sleep in a car, too, yeah.”

“No worries, princesses.” Kai murmurs, letting go of that bag and stepping toward you finally. “Cops’ll only give us a good night Mr. Huening honk if they see us.”

Beomgyu smirks, “Baaad son.” and you giggle with him just because you guys experienced this one time. People always assume Kai’s father is driving when they see the Chevy, and Kai never acts any different, honking them back affectionately.

You sigh, the wind is done with washing and sobering you up, everything's still cold and still soft. Unlike Beomgyu's gaze on your soaked white t-shirt. It's almost transparent now, a hot map, having large and small islets painted in your skin color on it. And you're getting used to their gazes. Putting your hands on both sides of your waist, showing a little more, too. Carrying a sweet ache under your skin.

It's not giving enough warmth, though.

“Fuck, you're shaking…” Kai hisses behind your back, squeezing the water out your hair gently. Diamond beads sparkling and sliding down his forearms, dripping on the ground. “We should’ve got more towels.” he mumbles to himself.

And you chuckle, turning back to him for a second to give a What are you talking about? look, “I bet you guys even planned this.”

“No-” Kai refuses immediately but Beomgyu's laugh interrupts him, putting a wide smile on his face, too. And you join them, shaking your head. These boys.

Beomgyu raises his eyebrows. “Think we wanted to check out if boobs are more gorgeous when they get out of the water?”

Kai groans at the back, Beomgyu still can surprise him with that filthy mouth of his.

“We already knew that, lady.” Beomgyu murmurs, sticks the towel on your face and wipes the water, not letting you speak. And you're kind of grateful because you've been catching their eyes on the different spots of your body but this is the first time one of them enters a conversation. With a cocky compliment?

Kai’s fingers are almost massaging to your scalp on the other hand, combing your hair gently, feels really good. You're doing nothing but leaning on the boys a little for a moment, hugging yourself. They're preventing the cold. And you're slowly realizing that you love being in between them like this.

When Beomgyu finally pulls the soft fabric back from your face, you look at each other, your chins shaking. Your teeth are even chattering because of the cold. You laugh again while Beomgyu bumps your heads together.

He squints, putting the towel on his shoulder. “I think,” He holds your waist, his hands feel surprisingly warm on your skin. “You need another squeeze…” he murmurs, hands sliding on your upper body, taking his time before pulling your shirt upwards. Your chest rises and falls under his hands, leaning his warmness secretly. “...from there…” he whispers, squeezing your wet shirt for you, and watching how the fabric tightens on your nipples with his parted lips. The drops fall both on your skins, disappearing between your crotches.

Kai briefly touches your hip bones, giving you shivers without realizing it. Then, he wraps his arms around you. Carefully. His damp, cold chest presses slightly against your back. Slightly.

Maybe he's protecting you from the sudden wind. Or maybe they're just being your best friends. As always. Maybe Beomgyu isn't really pressing his hips forward. Maybe his semi-erect cock isn't really leaning against your stomach. Not at all.

It's happening so slowly because you're all high.

It's just starting, and it'll grow. You know that. They know that. Your hands cup Beomgyu's face in a weak grab since you're best friends. His cheeks are warm, but your hands are cold, but he just leans into your touch and doesn't even hiss. His hands climb up under your shirt, cautious but needy. His sparkling eyes are even bigger now, reflecting the moonlight.

Your back arches slightly into Kai’s chest when he finds your breasts and touches them gently, waiting to see what you're going to do about it.

And you don't know. You two— hell, you three never did something like that before.

It's confusing. Exciting.

Your thumb touches his lower lip, parting his lips, they're a cold shade of pink and look really nice this close. The tip of his tongue sticks out slightly to touch your fingertip. The sensation turns your stomach, and Kai holds it, caressing his way through your ribcage. Now, both of their hands are touching your bare, damp skin. Caging it, maybe.

Beomgyu looks down at your finger, wanting to wrap his lips around it. But you pull your hand back and bring your face closer to his instead.

His thumbs press on your nipples while your lips touch softly. It's not a kiss, just a soft caress of your mouths. Since you're still best friends.

Right?

You wish you were high enough for this. For biting Beomgyu back when he nips at your lower lip, walking the fine line for all of you, and circling your nipples to urge you. For sliding your hand between you and Kai, grabbing his cock or just putting your hand inside of his wet shorts and—

The images create a pulse between your legs so quickly. You sigh against Beomgyu's mouth and turn your head to the side. You grab the back of Kai’s neck; you don't know why—maybe because he's not right in front of you like Beomgyu, so you can't see him properly to think about it. You feel his soft gasp on your face for just a second before he leans in and captures your mouth in a needy kiss. It's unstable, full of tongues and teeth. You do better when you close your eyes and he even nips and sucks your tongue. Finding out that your best friend is a good fucking kisser wouldn't ruin your friendship at all.

The humping starts like that; Beomgyu lifts your leg and presses it against his side, shamelessly touches and grabs you wherever he can reach. Now, you can also feel Kai’s length against your hips. He's grinding against you, too. It's overwhelming and awesome, making your mouth falls from the kiss. You turn to Beomgyu insatiably while his fingers pinch and pull your nipples. "Ah-" moaning softly, you kiss the cocky smile off his face, ruining it. Beomgyu tilts his head to the side, licks your lower lip, and bites it, pulling on the flesh until you gasp into his mouth again.

It's hitting your crotches. Your head. "Oh," you are pulling back from the kiss, frowning. The ‘pop’ still sends shivers down your spine. Feeling too hot and desperate, you bow your head until your forehead touches Beomgyu's chest. "I..." you breathe, licking the taste of them off your lips. "I need to change."

You understand that nothing will change for the next ten-plus seconds. You really do.

Again: It's confusing but exciting, too.

Maybe Beomgyu would tease you for your impressive not-even-flinches-against-grass logical thinking skills, and you know Kai’s face would change forms with a cotton candy for the next six hours… And that'd be okay?

It's just the rule: Everything gets blurry when desire grows.

The cage breaks slowly. First, Kai’s breath disappears from your neck and Beomgyu's from your face. Then, Beomgyu lets go of your thigh and Kai’s arms are no longer wrapped around you... You no longer feel two rock-hard cocks pressing against your stomach and hips. It's cold again.

You swallow, and press your lips together just because they're tingling. The scenarios are not happening; nobody talks, but you can see what was this looks on their faces, too. What did we do?

You're hugging yourself, watching Beomgyu's head disappearing inside of the trunk. He finds the clothes he picked for you, “There,” he says, holding your gaze for a second.

“We'll…” Kai begins, but can't finish his word when a weird ten seconds of you three staring at each other's faces interrupts him.

So, you just nod and they walk away slowly.

Beomgyu on the driver's seat and Kai on the passenger seat.

The trunk is still open. They're only one turn of their heads away from seeing you. Nothing really changes...

You sigh softly, looking down at the clothes. Beomgyu really got you proper cotton pieces, all you could ask for now. You joked about the towels earlier, but apparently, what just happened wasn't none of your plan. Even though they're the craziest men in the county.

They're not, at this moment. Until then what was this looks slowly turned into I don't know what was this but i need more ones.

Beomgyu turns his face to you first, leaning his cheek on the seat. Between the damp locks, his eyes are still sparkling; like he is always leaving the lights open there to watch you properly.

Then Kai.

You feel the ghost of his gasp on your face again, but Kai is not that cotton candy now. He's silent, even his eyes are silent, respectfully staring.

You're taking off your shirt slowly, like you waited for them to look at you. Like you didn't want space for yourself just a moment ago. Kai turns his head somewhere else for a second, while Beomgyu's lips part slowly; he licks away a smirk from his lower lip. His eyes are giving you a name already.

The wind caresses your bare breasts and keeps your nipples erect. It's soft and cool on your skin, raising goosebumps. Your T-shirt drops onto the stack of boys’ wet clothes, completing the crime scene. Your face feels hot as you feel the pressure of Beomgyu's gaze. He's taking in every curve until you're dressed again. Not Kai.

But his door opens slowly when you close the trunk. You can see his face now, sharing one seat?

He holds your hand like a gentleman and guides you onto his lap, right on his cock. And fabrics don't matter, it's pressing up against your cunt, making you gasp and press your hips down on it. Kai hisses against your mouth, captures your lips for the second time tonight. Rougher. He grabs both of your ass cheeks right after he closes the door, squeezing them tightly in his palms while tangling your tongues together. He's guiding you, patiently so that he can feel the way you're grinding against him desperately and how your warm pussy makes his cock fatter with each second.

You like kissing Kai. He's dirty at it, he's not pulling back until he makes sure you're dripping down there. Not like the first time. You're tangling a fist in his hair, tugging at it while you're pressing your hips together. Impossibly closer that you feel the warm stickiness licking you down your folds, can't keep up with the kiss anymore.

The windows are steaming up already.

“We're really doing this?” Beomgyu asks, breathing heavily, his palm pressing down on his covered cock.

Friends wouldn't answer this, right?

You all smile with pink cheeks, looking at each other, feeling how the air is getting warmer and climbing up on your legs. It's just like the lake; water is a lot warmer, and you need to go step by step this time, savoring the feeling of water rising up on your skin until it takes the lead and carries your body for you.

“You feel it?” Kai asks, looking down at your connected hips. He's slightly panting from the kiss, and his voice is driving you wild in this tone. You're grabbing his shoulders and rolling your hips against his cock to look at it, spreading your wetness on your panties more while doing that. He's aching there, probably. Your lips can't build a smile, “We didn't even…” and can't whisper more because his cock is aching under your pussy. Your aching-too pussy.

Kai’s lips curving up a little. “You can't take compliments?” he mumbles, pressing his tongue under your ear, licking a small line there. Breath stuttering in your chest, “Compliments.” you smile, cheeks burning, “That's all you'd give me?” voice getting quieter.

Kai smiles against your skin, takes your hand and guides it on his cock, pressing on it a little. “You can take it?” he whispers. Your eyes fall close after this, your pussy throbs on his hardness. “You could die from how much I could take.” you whisper back, even quieter. Even desperate, now. You can't see him but you know Beomgyu likes this sentence a lot.

“Oh, no doubt I'll die.” Kai chuckles quietly, tingles your skin. He grabs your hand properly and slides it up and down on his length, slowly. “I'm just letting you think again,” he whispers into your ear, caressing himself with your palm to let you know what you're about to take. He's big. “Fuck,” you exhale.

Beomgyu chuckles darkly to the porn in front of his eyes, feels the need to interrupt it before Kai stuffing himself inside your walls and dicks you down in his dad's car.

He's not the only one who wants to fuck his best friend.

“You like foreplay, aren't you?” he asks, eyes half-lidded, an uncertain smirk on his lips. “I'm still not that hard,” he looks down on his body for a second, “Unlike some of us,” teasing quietly.

Kai turns to him, smiling, not even in his negative. And seeing that you're not going to cut off two pieces between them loosens your shoulders.

They'll share.

Respectfully.

Beomgyu helps you approach him by holding your waist. You're looking like a cat there for a moment, knees with Kai and hands with Beomgyu. Still, none of you are complaining about being in a car.

Kai grabs your ass, informs you all that it's staying with him. Beomgyu pulls you upward quickly and grabs your boobs, your mouth falling on his with a gasp. His smile doesn't kiss you back. His palms are warming and squeezing your skin; he loves it, cursing under his breath while he plays with your nipples, loves the way you're slowly falling onto his lap because he is turning you on with his fingers like that. “I could do it all night…” he groans. You're grabbing his wrists and your head falls onto his thighs.

He stops there.

You're breathing through your mouth, leaning it on the tent while closing your eyes to the feeling of Kai’s fingers tugging at your shorts. Beomgyu slowly lets go of your breasts, brings one hand on your head, combs your damp hair back, pressing your head on his cock slightly, urging.

And Kai pulls the fabric down with everything, revealing your bare skin. You moan softly when the air touches your skin, and nip Beomgyu's covered cock slightly when Kai’s warm breath touches your pussy.

“You,” Beomgyu sighs, “You're even prettier when you lose control like this.”

You never heard his voice like that before. Their voices. It's not even the tones. You can feel their hunger in your bones.

Kai slides a finger on your slit, pressing deliciously, making your thighs tremble. Your hands press on Beomgyu's thighs for a second, then pull his shorts down in a hurry until his cock slaps against his stomach. “Wow, wow…” Beomgyu breathes, hand settles on the back of your head, slightly shaking. Your saliva drops on his tip, which is an accident, but makes Beomgyu's cock twitch. “Fuck…” he groans.

Kai spreads your wetness around, his heavy breathing caressing your skin, taking his time until he reaches your clit. He presses his finger pads on it roughly, while you're wrapping your lips around Beomgyu's cock and Kai starts to circle, making your eyebrows knit in pleasure.

“Oh-” Beomgyu’s mouth forming an ‘o,’ frowning. You're sucking his soul out of him, still grabbing his shorts, and groaning around his cock because of Kai. Damn Kai.

You bow your head and take more of his cock. You don't know what you're doing or that you're that good at it. Beomgyu hisses, tangling a fist in your hair. "Don't rush, baby. I need to feel this," he whispers, then lets go of your hair to tap your mouth gently with his index finger.

You swallow, lifting your head up and cupping his tip with your lips again, turning back to the cat-licks. Beomgyu nods, satisfied, “You beautiful,” breathing heavily.

Kai slides two fingers at once in you, so easily, your walls swallow them with a sticky sound, squeezing and hiding them with need. Beomgyu touches it when your back arches more, they're constantly cursing that you can't keep up with them anymore.

The car starts to shake slightly like that. You have a tempo now. Kai fucks you slow and deep with his fingers, and Beomgyu lets your mouth play with his cock. Drunkenly from so many things. Wet, sticky sounds from your pussy, small sweet noises from your lips, all of your breathing together… Nobody's talking for a moment, you all are savoring every second of this, and going for more and more. Beomgyu's hips bucking upwards, your nose touching the short hair on his crotch, Kai curving his fingers toward the sweetest spot yet… Drops falling down on his lap right after, burning your cheeks.

You're pulling back with a soft ‘pop,’ panting, “Kai…” But he adds the third finger, like the way the letters of his name are shaking on your tongue. “Kai, I don't wanna…” ruin the car… You groan, losing your voice to the knot in your stomach.

Kai hushes, “I like you more than this car.” urging you to make a mess all over on him. And you like every second of it, but you shake your head, too. Until it falls on Beomgyu's cock, taking him in your mouth again with the sweetest whine.

Beomgyu pats your head, chuckling darkly. “Only from his fingers?” he whispers, teasing you about the sounds of your pussy like it didn't get him leaking.

Kai pushes deeper, your walls clenching around him so tightly that the rhythm gets messy. You're bobbing your head lazily on Beomgyu's cock with the sensation of each push and pull, sucking rougher. Beomgyu likes it. You're even prettier when you lose control like this.

“I was trying so hard to not imagine this mouth of yours, girl,” Beomgyu speaks quietly, guiding your head up and down, up and down… “Look at you,” he groans, head falling back, eyes half-lidded, can't catch much of the scenery playing on the windshield.

What a scenery.

Your frown deepens, you're panting on Beomgyu's cock, licking his slit quickly while your whole body trembles. Beomgyu pulls your hair, doesn't mind the teeth when you reach your orgasm loud. "Ahhh!" Kai fucks into you through your it, cursing under his breath. Something like fuck, fuck, fuck, and he presses his mouth on your folds, catching the juices with his tongue. Definitely not because his dad will fuck him up. More like, he's been waiting to have a taste of it…

Beomgyu caresses your hair while you catch your breath, your cheek pressed on his thigh, and helps you lift up when Kai adjusts your shorts for you.

The console feels hard under your butt, and Beomgyu's arms feel warm wrapped around you from behind, sensations mixing with each other for a long moment.

“Feels like I'll die if I don't fuck you tonight,” Beomgyu confesses behind your ear, saying it like it's the most innocent thing, voice quiet and sweet like a poison.

“Guess we should've possessed somewhere less lakey,” you sigh, smiling stupidly. Lakey? What stage of aftershocks is this?

It makes Kai chuckle anyway.

Not Beomgyu.

He's fidgeting behind you, making you turn to him with curiosity. He opens the door, carefully leaning your body to his seat. “Wait.” he says, getting out of the car quickly.

You settle on the warmness his body creates there, and turn your head to the trunk with Kai when you two hear it's opening. Beomgyu takes the big camping bag and opens the zipper, making an annoyingly long and loud full-of-letter-z sound. You're blinking at each other with Kai for a second while Beomgyu dives into the bag’s deepest pockets.

And when you turn to him back again, Beomgyu has a metallic-blue, thin little square in his hand, closing the trunk.

“Shit,” Kai says, frown deepening. He's giving the reaction for you, but not with the same feelings. You're holding your breath while Beomgyu walks toward the opened door and holds your hand. Blood rushes down between your legs again.

“Sorry, man, there's one.” he says, taking you out of the car, chuckling with you.

“Fuck you, man!” Kai, too, chuckles. In betrayal.

Beomgyu doesn't waste any time, and pins you to the car window, his hands pulling your shorts down quickly, dropping around your ankles. Breathing heavily, he grabs your hips and leans the head of his cock against your entrance, his urgency turns your stomach. He pushes his hips forward, sliding his cock inside with one, quick swift. And he groans at the feeling, arms wrapping around you, hands slip under your top and finds your breasts. Again.

“Ah…” you gasp, creating a small steam on the window, you lean your hands on it, back arching. Beomgyu’s face falls against your shoulder, not moving yet just because your clenching around him feels like heaven.

“...let me breathe?* He whispers, head leaning against yours, smiling weakly. You smile, too, and squeeze his cock tightly on purpose. “Oh-” He hisses, grabbing your hips roughly. He pulls back slightly and slaps his hips toward yours, pressing your body to the car. You gasp, clawing the cold surface, and can't hold on to anything. “How about that?” He groans, nipping at your ear, settling his rhythm inside, starts to fuck you rough and slow, pulling your hips back to his with each thrust.

“God…” you breathe, leaning your cheek on the window, eyes closed, savoring the feeling of every push and pull. “Wrong.” He says, changing the angle so that his cock strokes every sweet little spot inside, and he's fucking good at it. “Beom-” your knee coming up, pressing against the door hard. Beomgyu catches it, grasping your thigh, his nails biting on your skin. Bending you nicely so that you can feel it better, he starts to pound into you, hitting that spot with a cruel pace.

Your mouth opens in pleasure, your hips moving back messily, joining his rhythm. Your cheeks pink with how the second orgasm builds up that quick.

And how he is holding himself back to fuck you a little more.

Thrusts grow deeper, and slower for a moment, his chest leans on your back. “You could die from how much I could give,” he whispers into your ear, sending shivers down your spine.

Turning your face to his, a soft moan slips on your tongue for a kiss. He leans in to tangle your tongues together while his hand runs down over your skin and his fingers tangle with your clit, too.

He presses hard on it, holds your body and swallows all the cries from your tongue. “Beomgyu, Beomgyu…” your legs start to tremble again. He's so fast and rough that you're about to melt and fall under the car, doesn't even let you speak about it.

“I need to feel it,” his teeth tugs on your lower lip, rolling the nerve bundle roughly. “Feel it all over my cock,” his thrusts start to shake your body, growing faster again, filling your ears with only that dirty skin-slapping and his much dirtier words. “Feel this pussy can't handle it anymore,” he groans, slapping your pussy hard. “Ah!” Enough to burn your skin, and catch the sweetest scream.

You squirt all over his cock, trembling in his arms, left boneless in seconds. Panting and making unconscious little noises against the window, you let your mind melt away with ecstasy.

“Shit-” Beomgyu groans against your neck. “That's my girl.”

He repeats it over and over again while his rhythm goes unstable, and he comes after you, hips stuttering.

We'll fall on the ground, you think. Your lips trembling, almost building a smile in that naughty shade of pink like you'd enjoy it. Don't mind Beomgyu would never let you fall, and always holds you that tight.

Realities collide there on the backseat, or you just slept forty seconds. Who'd know the dreamiest sleep you've ever had would also be the shortest one. It doesn't leave your body when you feel Kai’s weight. His arms wrap around you, his chest to your back, safe. Maybe you two share another forty seconds sleep there, you wouldn't tell.

Kai nuzzles your neck, “Promise, I won't come inside.” he whispers. And you smile, drunkenly, stupidly. “Yeah?”

Kai smiles, too, when he feels your smile through your words. “I swear to my fucking God.” he whispers again.

And you chuckle together, quietly, you feel the vibration of it on your back.

“Okay,” you murmur, poking your ass up slightly. Quite sweetly, actually. He grabs them with gratitude, putting a soft kiss to your temple.

His weight lifts from your body slowly, his hands leaving your skin for a moment to reveal his cock. He's patient, doesn't rush anything even though he's been aching long enough for this. Slowly pulling down his shorts, and grabbing himself, he leans on you again, putting his other hand on the seat beside your ribcage.

His cock sliding up and down on your slit, the head kisses your clit, making you gasp, and then slides up again. You're pressing your cheek on the seat’s burgundy fabric, breathing heavily. The friction is delicious, got your pussy lips winking, but he teases, cock pressing up from your folds and reaching your asshole, rubbing the way to your back.

“I'll kill you.” you moan, eyes rolling back behind your closed lids, body fidgeting under him with sensitiveness.

“I know.” Kai smiles, drawing his cock down to your pussy just to repeat it again. Up to your back, down to your clit; up and down, up and down…down until you lose your minds together.

“Let me see your face,” you gasp, lifting your head up. Kai puts a kiss to your hair, and grabs your waist, turning your body to him carefully.

You wrap your arms around his shoulders, and you both bow your heads and watch his cock leaning against your stomach, leaking. “Fuck,” you grab the back of his neck while he grabs his base and rubbing on your clit with his tip.

Kai nuzzles into your neck, nipping at the thin skin gently. Sliding his cock down, pushing the tip in, and pulls back, rubbing upwards to slap on your clit. Sounds are…

“You feel so soft, I'll lose it…” Kai sighs against your skin.

And you squeeze his hair, pulling him into a kiss when he pushes inside you properly this time. Your legs wrap around his waist, walls warming his cock nicely. None of you bite, keeping the kiss soft and passionate. Maybe because it was a long night, maybe because it was a sweet night.

You realize the radio is still on. Quieter or all the sounds are colliding back and forth messily just for you. But you hear the new strong guitar intro clearly, it's filling your ears up, putting a wince on your face.

You also hear Beomgyu opening a beer with his mouth, and spit the cap to sing with Courtney Love.

“Ah, ba-by-doll! Here you are sucking my energy, and ah, drill it in my good hole so that I can see you are, you are so much bigger than me!”

You chuckle with Kai, lifting your heads to look at him. He's slurring the words, tired but also passionate, running towards the lake again.

And a huge splashing sound of water comes next.

“Bitch’s going to drown.” Kai murmurs, can't bring himself to care, wrapping his arms around your waist tighter, fucking you slowly. Again, nuzzling into your neck. Sucking a little mark this time for you to not forget this moment tomorrow.

For all of you to say, Why we didn't do that earlier? tomorrow.

And the sky’s sweetest tone of blue touches you finally. It'll keep its pace slow, and warm your skin by climbing on it gently. The siren’s glove will change its color, spreading it strongly on the shore.

Until there's nothing to hide anymore.

💛 : @myonedream @elizaldedulce @oneshallsmile @licorne-manon @pornographicpriestess-s @smirnoffphile

songs: bon jovi - born to be my baby, wanda jackson - cowboy yodel, bruce springsteen - darlington county, mazzy star - blue flower, hole - babydoll

& crash is more than that, am so sorry 🙏

“Record stores around me”

You’d somehow scored a fully functional top-end turntable at your local thrift store. It had a dark shiny wooden base, with the platter, tonearm, and stylus in pristine condition. You’d never been into records too much, sure they were cool, but you didn’t know too much past that. It sat perfectly at the center of a side table that has previously been used for not much of anything. It glistened in the sunlight as you were overwhelmed by your list of options.

“Part Time Lover ★4.5 13.3 miles away.”

It wasn’t the closest option, but it was the most intriguing out of the bunch. Situated in the center of downtown it was easy to miss if not for the old-style red and yellow LED lights above its entrance. There were no visible windows, only a tiny peephole in the door. There was little to no information on their actual website, just raving reviews from a surprising amount of locals. You couldn’t put your finger on why it was as intriguing as it was, but you didn’t think too much of it.

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After a 20 minute drive and a battle for parking, you arrive at the front entrance. It felt daunting for some reason. Should you know more about records, what if you get asked questions? You dumbly stand outside the door for much longer than originally intended and start to overthink.

Are they even open?

It was impossible to tell with there being no windows and a small, grey, bleak door standing before you. You whip out your phone to do a quick double check when the door swings open.

A tall man donned in a worn leather jacket and loose black trousers steps out. His hair is shaggy over his eyes, and he’s half shouting to another person in the shop as he fumbles with some rolling paper in his hands. One of his boots props the door open as he’s basically walking sideways, trying to calm his coworker down, telling them to chill out and that nobody will come in and that he would just be five minutes.

He was cute. Very cute. A little too cute for your already racing mind.

He notices you too, his eyes growing wide as he fumbles with the rolling paper some more, dropping half of what he had packed into it on the concrete.

He wore a loose white button up with an even looser black tie. He had black over-ear headphones wrapped around his neck, with music blaring from them. His brown eyes stared at you blankly, it seemed like someone had pressed the pause button on his personal remote control. The only things that were moving were his fluttering eyelashes and the straps on his jacket.

“Are you…open?” you manage to squeak out after what seems like eons of you two staring at each other.

“Yeah! I— um— Yes!” he retorts, and holds the door open for you, the flower once in the flimsy rolling paper now blowing across the concrete with the wind.

You meekly step in the store, wanting to shoot yourself after that awkward encounter with the cutest boy you’d ever seen in your whole life. You almost forgot he was talking with someone inside and let out a deep breath.

It was a bigger space than you had expected. The store had welcoming and warm dim orange lighting inside, much different from the stark outside where you had just come from. Every music genre label describing the vinyls was impressively hand drawn. From common genres such as “Pop” to more niche ones like “Heavy Future Groove”, it seemed to have every genre you could think of. There was a plush red sofa in the back corner with a matching red chair serving as a makeshift listening lounge. There was a turntable similar to yours with a a few headphones attached. Every piece of decor was record-themed, from the wall art to even funky lights scattered across the store.

“Hey, do you need any help?”

Despite the sudden reminder that you weren’t alone making you jump a little bit, the voice was warm and soothing.

Your eyes dart to the cash register, when an even taller man stood.

This is ridiculous. It must be a requirement to be the cutest person ever to work in this shop.

This man, who had a name badge “Kai” adorned with cute stickers, wore a dark blue denim jacket and a plain white shirt, that fit him very well. He had a mini-mullet for sorts, the ends of his hair sticking out in all different directions from the back. He had wire glasses framed that sat a little crooked on his face. It was cute.

He had a clueless look to him, almost like a deer in headlights. You weren’t sure why. Surely this was just his job.

“Do you have any suggestions?”

Maybe that was the dumbest question in the world sure, but you genuinely couldn’t help yourself. You couldn’t bear to form a single coherent thought. You couldn’t even think of a single genre, despite being surrounded by hundreds of them.

“Hmmm….” he looks lost in thought as he squeezes his eyes shut for just a second. His nose scrunches up like a puppy about to sneeze. Your notice a mole on his nose and on the corner of his left eye, and you’re ashamed at how fast your heart is beating noticing every little detail. “…is there anything you don’t like?” he finally finishes.

You shake your head.

He steps down from the register and leads you towards a few columns of albums labeled “Post-punk”.

“I keep on repeating this song right now—Bizarre Love Triangle—we should have the whole record here, it’s their most popular album.”

God, his voice was like honey. It slid off his tongue and entangled itself in your eardrums. You watched as his fingers delicately flicked through each album, lips pursing with each column not giving him what he wants.

Kai smells citrusy and bright, you can’t help but notice your face heat up as he towers over you.

He makes soft and frustrated “mmmm” sounds as his efforts to find the record fail to succeed as his shoulders fall.

Flick flick flick…… pause.

“Okay this isn’t what I mentioned, but I really like this one too!”

Kai holds up a record. It doesn’t have a name on it, just a small rectangle of horizontal white squiggly lines forming mountaintops with a black background.

“This is Unknown Pleasures by Joy Division. They’re not exactly New Order, but super closely related! Three out of four members of Joy Division are in New Order so, I think you’ll really like this. It’s like a backstory!”

His brown eyes gleam as he continues to explain the sounds and noises the album holds, and he hands the album over to you.

He pulls a crumpled notepad out of his pocket and scribbles something on it.

“Here, I mentioned New order because I wanted to show you their stuff. I’ve written the name and album down for you as well as the store number. Well— not really the store number. It’s my number but only because our phone is broken right now because someone spilled coffee all over the wires, and so we’re just using mine for now.”

He’s talking a mile a minute.

“Our listening lounge is just over there, you’re more than welcome to have a listen to Joy Division, let me show you!”

Kai leads you to the red sofas and turntable. The black headphones connected were the same ones around Kai’s coworkers outside.

“Um— so the turntables are automatic so don’t worry about fidgeting with them too much. I really recommend Shadowplay so that’s…..”

He trails off and leans over to you and flips the album over in your hands to reveal a track list. You weren’t sure if it was because your hands were already sweaty from being nervous, but his hands seemed so warm. His fingertips trailed down the back of the album.

“Track seven!”

You looked up at him lost. You knew next to nothing about vinyls and here you were, in a record store, sweating trying to figure out what the hell an automatic turntable could mean.

He’s rambling some speech that you can’t quite concentrate on because what the hell does an automatic turntable mean?

“Can you— I’m sorry— can you um— show me?”

He whole body seemed to light up and he crouches down to your height excitedly

“Yes! Can I listen with you please? Beomgyu should be—“

The door swings open. The same man you were met with outside strolls, or rather stumbles, in.

Kai straightens up.

“Beomgyu there’s— there’s literally— why—“

“So, taking her record virginity or something?”

Kai’s neck flexes, and a vein on the side pops out.

“No— I— well—she—“

Beomgyu walks towards you both. Despite smoking, Beomgyu still smells floral, almost girly, which is in stark difference to his look. He raises his pierced eyebrow.

“I haven’t listened to this in agesssssss, can I listen too?” Beomgyu beckons to the third set of headphones, and you swear that Kai looks a little defeated.

“Beomgyu we’re still open, it’s…..”

He trails off as he tries to look for a clock somewhere on the walls.

“5:03, officially closed for the day. So can i listen?” Beomgyu’s eyes have a similar gleam that Kai’s do, just a little more mischievous. “Come on, you can share, can’t you?”

“Wait, you’re closed? I’m so sorry I’ll—“

Kai hastily grabs your wrist as you go to stand up.

“No—stay.”

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Not even a day passes. You listen to the whole New Order album that Kai jotted down on that piece of paper on repeat. You don’t want to be a creep or anything, but Kai was so cute when he got so excited about the album, and you can’t help but think about how cute he’ll be when he gets to talk about it some more.

You had little to no recollection of Kai and Beomgyu showing you Joy Division. Their eyes practically tore you open.

Kai’s hands were delicate and welcoming. The way he placed the headphones on your ears, the way he waved you goodbye solemnly, how could he be so big but so gentle?

Beomgyu on the other hand was a force to be reckoned with. He was quick, witty, adding fire to gasoline. His laugh was sweet, though. Whatever stupid joke he made, was always followed by the sweetest and loveliest laugh.

He had also given you a “shop number”, a different one from the one Kai had given you.

You had gone back and forth with both of them separately, their enthusiasm and passion for music burning through the screen. Spotify links turned into spotify playlists, and with that each of their personalities shone. There was one thing in common though:

They were loverboys.

Each song on their respective playlists reeked with pain and yearning. Though the genres differing, the theme stayed constant. The music that they shared with you proved to be their love language. Each strum of the bass in the background, the snap of the snare, the lyrics pining for an unnamed person made your heart seize up.

It was worse when you thought of them while listening to the songs.

You had shown them both a picture of the turntable you managed to score all those weeks ago at the thrift store. Beomgyu had begged you to bring it over to the shop. Kai started rambling about the specs and how you “couldn’t risk a bumpy car ride”. As a compromise, you had invited the both of them over for a little listening party since they were so elated. You had instructed the both of them to bring a few records of their choice, and some booze of their choice as it was coincidently your days off tomorrow— Part Time Lover was only open 5 days a week.

It should be fun, what could go wrong?

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“Dare”, Beomgyu said.

“Kiss someone!”, Kai said, a little too eagerly.

Casual drinks turned into tequila shots and truth or dare, Beomgyu’s idea. Kai has been swaying in between you and Beomgyu. Normal ‘friend’ boundaries were long-gone, liquid confidence surging through all three of you.

Beomgyu sits up straight from his slouched position on the sofa.

“Alright, rock paper scissor for it then. Best of three.”

You and Kai both sat up straight in response. Your eyes had been lingering for too long on Beomgyu’s lips all night. They were plump and pink, pursed into tiny smiles or pathetic pouts. They glistened in the dim light whenever he smiled. A warmth pooled in your lower stomach just thinking about it.

“On ‘three’ or on ‘go’?” Kai asks innocently as he shuffles so he’s sat more across from you on the sofa. He was whimsical when he was drunk, seeming not to have a care in the world, the gravity of him kissing Beomgyu not fully reaching his brain.

“Three.” you said, quietly. The heat in your stomach spread lower as you adjusted yourself. Your eyes flew over to Beomgyu for just a second. His mischievous smile painted his face, and though the lighting wasn’t great, you swore you saw a tint of red in his cheeks.

The first round finishes before you have time to swat the thoughts away from your mind. You had chosen scissor, and Kai has chosen rock. 1 point to Kai, 0 to you.

Second round. You had chosen scissor again, your mind was short circuiting. Kai chose paper, he makes some sort of whimpering noise in response. 1 point to Kai, 1 point to you.

Breaking point. As much as you hated to admit it, at this point you really wanted to kiss Beomgyu. You felt his intense gaze on you and Kai, and the heat had spread to your inner thighs now.

Beomgyu, the yearner. The one who sent you songs daily because they reminded him of you, who walked you to your car parked outside the shop when you stayed past sunset, who had the most gorgeous big brown eyes.

You looked at Kai who was swaying across from you, tapping his feet in excitement. Fuck, have Kai’s lips always been this glossy? The way his cupids bow curved downwards on his upper lip suddenly drove you crazier than normal.

Kai, the puppy. That was the only word that described him best. The way he rambled about anything and everything, who fidgeted with his jacket buttons when he got too excited or nervous, who had the most breathtaking big brown eyes.

You almost missed Kai starting round three. You still can’t think. Rock. Kai had done paper. 2 points to Kai, 1 point to you.

You stare at your own hands for a second before the severity of the situation dawned on you. You’re snapped out of your own thoughts by Beomgyu’s voice coaxing you.

“Come here.”

He beckons to his lap with one hand, spreading his legs and leaning back. Kai watches in awe, leaning back down on the sofa to catch himself swaying. You see his adam’s apple bob in his throat, and you almost wonder if he knows what’s coming.

Your legs feel like jelly as you stand up. Sure you’ve definitely thought about kissing Beomgyu, but not like this. You wobble over to Beomgyu’s spot of the sofa, looking down on him with your legs clamped together.

“I don’t bite.” he says coolly. He softly pats his thigh, and looks up at you with those big eyes. Those big Beomgyu eyes.

“Kai is…..” you protest.

“I’m not even here! See?” Kai slaps his palms of his hands over his eyes.

So much for him backing you up.

“See? He’s not even here.” Beomgyu coos so sweetly.

He puts his hands on your hips and lightly guides you down to straddle him.

A soft “oh god” is all you can make out as you felt him grow underneath you the moment you put your full weight on him.

He looks up at you with eyes that felt heavier than before. He cocks his head as if to nonverbally ask “is this okay?”

You feel the alcohol in your system catch up to you all over again. You cup his face gently, scared to handle him any more aggressive like an ancient vase in the Lourve.

Beomgyu’s cool, calm, collected—suave—persona breaks. For the first time, you saw the Beomgyu that recommended all those retro love songs to you, the Beomgyu that wanted to be wanted.

He melts into your palms and lets out a pathetic mewl, never breaking eye contact with you. His eyes were hooded and dazed just by being held by you. Beomgyu’s hands start wandering lower than your waist, snaking underneath you. He starts rocking you back and forth on his lap, the edges of his belt and his growing heat rubbing against you in all the right ways. Beomgyu must think so too, as he only breaks eye contact with you to look down at the friction between you, his bottom lip quivering.

Your hands had fallen between his neck and his shoulders, squeezing them to hold yourself upright.

This is torture. This is hell. You can’t take it anymore.

“Kiss me.”

As if he was a needy dog obeying a command, he groans and hugs your waist to pull you forwards, his lips crashing into yours.

It’s heated, aggressive, as Beomgyu lets up weeks upon weeks of pent up emotions onto you. His hands had quickly returned to their previous position, as he sets a quicker pace than before. He guides you up, down, and onto him, pressing your aching warmth against his length.

His tongue slips into and out of you with ease, swirling with yours and leaving small puppy licks and nips on your bottom lip. You’re both panting into each other’s mouths as Beomgyu starts to move you physically up and down on him. You felt him pulsate and twitch underneath you as you lightly bounce oh him. Beomgyu palms your ass at just the right moment as you mindlessly rut along him.

It’s not that you both forgot that Kai was sitting a few feet away, it’s just that—

“Oh my god.” Kai breathes, as his free hand immediately slaps across his mouth.

You and Beomgyu take a break from each other to look at Kai. He was the definition of a hot mess. His whole face was bright red and flushed, all the way up to his ears. His chest was heaving up and down, and you saw that same vein in his neck stick out as you did all those weeks ago when you met for the first time.

He takes a free pillow and slams it on the obvious wet spot on his blue jeans.

“I’m sorry! I’m so sorry!!! I just— you just— I think that—!” Kai barely manages to squeak out. He stops himself as your eyes meet his.

He makes a mmph sound as he buries his face in the pillow on his lap, pitifully folded over.

Beomgyu’s grip on you softens as you look at Kai with pleading eyes.

“Kai…. I want—“ your breath hitches as Beomgyu starts tracing circles on your inner thighs.

Kai ruffles his hair in front of his eyes in response. His starry eyes peek through and look at you innocently in response to your unfinished sentence.

“Show him.” Beomgyu says with an unexpected sense of urgency.

He winces as you climb off him, gasping as the pressure is relieved. The belt sat across his waist accentuates the length stuck inside the confines of his trousers.

Kai tentatively scoots closer to where you and Beomgyu are, all three of you in a dangerously close distance from each other.

Your legs are already weak as you practically collapse onto Kai, earning a yelp from him. His belt is already unbuckled, as well as his top jean button undone and his zipper pulled down. You can’t help but giggle at the sight of him, so disheveled. And the best part? You hadn’t even touched him yet.

Kai’s hips were wider than Beomgyu’s, immediately stretching your legs out as you struggle to completely straddle him. The waistband of his boxers barely contain him. His eyes darted from Beomgyu to you nervously as he perched his hands on your waist.

You push his hair out of his eyes and tuck some tufts behind his ears. You stroke his hair for a little while longer, giggling every time he loses concentration and lets out a whine.

He nuzzles his head onto your palms when you twirl his hair or scratch behind his ears, pursing his swollen lips into a pout the moment you stop.

Kai inches his face closer to yours, his doe eyes now focused on your lips.

“You’re so pretty.” is all he says before gently gluing his lips onto yours.

Kai kissed differently from Beomgyu, it was softer, more intentional. He wanted to reach every corner of your mouth, his tongue entangling itself with yours in a hot and sweaty dance.

You start rocking back and forth on him, suffering as you feel his length twitch underneath you. His kissing becomes sloppier and more erratic as his waistband fails to contain him, and his leaking tip peeks out.

He runs his warm hands across your torso. You feel his fingernails softly graze your skin as you melt completely into him. He laps up every moan from you, as his hands travel higher up to your breasts, his palms squeezing them as his hands comfortably fill their entire surface area.

Kai’s awkwardness evaporates as he fondles you. His thumbs rub soothing circles and press against you and he desperately tries to pull your top lower.

Still rutting against him, you feel his tip poke and prod at your drenched entrance, earning increasingly louder whines from you both.

He gives up on trying to pull your top down and instead shoves your entire shirt up. You help him by holding it at your collarbones as he stares you down, mouth wet with spit and agape. He wastes little time before peppering soft kisses and sucking you, his hands gripped more firmly on your waist now.

Not for long, though.

You can pinpoint the moment he lets himself free, toying at the waistband of your pants before sliding his hands into them, moaning onto your skin as his hands cup the bare skin of your ass.

You throw your head back in response, and take a quick glance over at Beomgyu.

You hadn’t noticed him undo his belt buckle to spring himself free. His brows were furrowed with a tinge of jealousy in his eyes.

“I’m— I’m sorry it— it hurt.” Beomgyu whispers pathetically, his length in one hand with his other gripping the sofa. His knuckles were white.

There was glistening precum dripping from him as he rubbed circles on his own tip, shuddering with each stroke.

Kai is still lost in his own little world, his nose scrunched against your skin and cock still peeking out.

“Beomgyu…..” you trail off.

That’s enough to snap Kai out of it.

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Kai had manhandled you into your own bedroom. He had gently placed you on the center on your bed. Him and Beomgyu towered over you, looking at you with equally dazed out looks. You felt sore as you clamped your legs together and rubbed your thighs against one another to try and ease the pain.

Beomgyu was the first to lay down next to you, Kai still standing up top, doing his deer in a headlights thing again.

Beomgyu planted kisses on your lips, your jaw, and your neck. He aimed to leave no spot unmarked as he fully pulled your shirt up over your head, leaving your chest and torso fully exposed.

He retraced his steps with his lips, meeting yours once more, and devouring your mouth. You moaned into him as your hips roll desperately into thin air

“Kai.” is all he had to say.

Kai was quick to act, hungrily pulling down your own pants before stopping and staring at the string of your own heat oozing down onto the bed. He made a noise that resembled something like a haahhhh before placing gentle hands on your inner thighs, spreading your legs apart. He then rubbed circles on your clit with one hand while teasing your entrance with two other fingers.

“You’re—hnngh!” Kai can’t even finish his own sentences, jaw dropped as he takes the sight of you in fully.

Kai’s lets his hands wrap around your legs instead. You feel his hot breath pant against you as he starts off slow. His tongue flattens against your clit, before suddenly flicking upwards and going right back down, taking in the way that you twitch and squirm for him.

His tongue darts in and out of you, with his lips pursing from time to time to suck on your wetness leaking out from you. His perfect nose rubs up and down against your clit perfectly, as you feel the bridge of his snag on it firmly.

The bump on his bridge was subtle when talking with him face to face, but not like this. Not when you felt it curve against you with every movement. You shamelessly rolled your hips upwards on his face, earning a satisfied hum from Kai against you. His tongue hooks upwards, his muscle stretching you out a surprising amount. You can’t help but shudder as you feel his hot breath travel inside of you and through your walls.

All while this was happening , you were moaning into Beomgyu’s mouth, as you start reaching for his length pathetically.

He laughs against your lips as he guides you to it. It’s firm, warm, and wet. You can’t help but sputter nonsense at him as you start stroking him, matching the velocity that Kai’s tongue is flicking inside of you.

“Oh my god…” Beomgyu’s mouth spills profanities left and right as your single hand barely grips fully around his circumference.

The noises emitting from the room were enough to make you cum right then and there but you wanted more. You needed more.

Your whines become more frantic as your hips roll desperately into Kai’s face, his fingernails now definitely leaving a mark on your hips as he tries not to cum just from eating you out.

“Not enough?” Beomgyu mocks your suffering with a sweet undertone.

Beomgyu suddenly grabs a chunk of Kai’s hair, earning a panicked yelp from him as his pretty eyelashes flutter.

“Kai, fuck her.”

Kai’s face is soaking wet and his lips are dripping. He shoves his own jeans down and you gasp at his full length.

It softly slaps against his tummy, clear fluid still dribbling out of his tip.

He pulls you to the edge of the bed, and shakily starts aligning himself with you.

“_____, oh fuck, oh fuck” is all that spews out of Kai’s mouth as he slowly slides into you, stretching you out inch by inch.

Beomgyu grabs your hand and kisses the back of it, sweetly praising you, how good you’re taking Kai. You can only squeeze Beomgyu’s hand in response, completely fucked out.

You know when Kai bottoms out completely. The noise that escapes his lips is unmistakable, and utterly lewd and nasty.

“Is this okay?” he says dumbly, sweat dripping from the tip of his nose.

“Perfect.” is all you can make out.

He does feel perfect. You feel his tip continually leaking against your walls, his length naturally curving up the exact right amount to meet your soft spot.

He makes sweet hmms and aahhhs as he navigates fucking you.

“tight….” Kai barely breathes out, slowly thrusting his hips shallowly as you swallow him completely.

This comment earns a moan from Beomgyu, louder than he had intended. His eyes longingly lock with yours. You moan back at him pathetically, reaching out for his cock once more.

And he lets you ruin him with your hands as your body jolts with each thrust Kai gives, becoming more sloppy with each others fluids mixing and becoming one.

Your hair is a mess, spanning across your face and the sheets, your eyes squeezed shut as his throbbing length utterly ruins you.

Beomgyu sweetly pushes your hair out of your face to let you breathe a little , and rubs circles against your cheeks as tears form in your eyes. His thumb brushes over your lips, and you dumbly open your mouth to let him in. You swirl your tongue over his thumb in tandem with your hand stroking him, and you feel his whole body shake.

He takes his thumb out of your mouth with a pop sound and you feel him scoot upwards, your hand losing grip on his cock.

Something bigger, something warmer teases your lips now.

Kai’s rhythm never falters through all of this, he’s obviously being more turned on by how much you’re enjoying all of this. He grabs your legs and slings them over his broad shoulders as he goes impossibly deeper inside of you. His stomach clenches with every thrust, pulling out just so that his tip is still inside and slamming back into you.

Beomgyu sits on his knees and lets you take the lead giving him head. He holds your hair to the side as you glide your lips along his pink length.

“I want to…. fill you up.. please..” you hear Kai pant above you. You hum against Beomgyu in approval, and you feel Kai’s thrusts become sloppier.

It was nice that Beomgyu wasn’t shoving himself into you as Kai was. You delicately kissed and licked his length, focusing on his tip, as whenever you circled your tongue against his head it earned the most pathetic on whines from him. He had put his free hand on his own hip to stop himself from completely face-fucking you, wanting to save himself for your pussy.

“I’m gonna! I’m gonna—!” Kai cries out loudly as he prepares himself for his own orgasm, his hooded eyes meeting yours and his own spit pooling at the sides of his mouth.

Beomgyu’s breathing becomes more shallow and uneven as you reach your own climax, your whole body seizing as Kai lets his come over him too, exploding his warm fluid inside of you and slowly fucking it back into you as he lets your legs fall and nearly collapses on top of you.

Kai pulls out slowly and painfully, gripping onto you as you both brokenly moan as he comes out with a big squelch noise.

“Did I do good?” Kai asks you sweetly. You blink at him in disbelief as you still feel Kai

spilling out of you.

“Really good” is all you can make out through your own huffing and puffing, smiling to yourself at his silly question.

You feel the weight in the bed shift.

“Beomgyu..” you try and protest as he makes his way to the edge of the bed where Kai is.

“Did Kai warm you up okay?” Beomgyu asks as if you hadn’t just experienced the most intense orgasm of your entire life.

He sternly turns to Kai.

“Sit.” is all he says and Kai meekly sits in the corner of the bed, his cock still coated with fluids. He’s gently stroking himself.

Beomgyu lets his hand linger on your heat, stroking in between your folds and circling your clit gently.

“Please—I can’t—“ you start to protest as you’re still squirming from your previous orgasm.

“I think you can for me….” Beomgyu says sweetly with an undertone of darkness.

He replaces his fingers with his cock, slowly spreading your folds as he gets you ready yet again.

The noise that emits from you and Beomgyu was just enough to make Kai almost cum for the second time, gripping the base of his cock for dear life.

Beomgyu’s grip is steady on your waist to keep your trembly body in place for him.

“I’ve been waiting…. for you…” he pants out as he slides all the way inside of you with ease from Kai already stretching you out.

You arch your back and throw your hips up towards him greedily. You’re moaning—screaming—Beomgyu’s name incoherently as he picks up the pace.

He grips your rolling hips and helps you slam them into his, you two becoming as close as you possibly can. You hear the noises of Kai being re-fucked inside of you, and all three of you are letting out pathetic and lewd mewls.

Beomgyu snaps his hips into yours cruelly and without mercy, hungry to ruin you completely. He presses down on your lower stomach and feels his own bulge against your insides, a clear and white ring forming along the base of his cock.

You cry as he effortlessly lifts your hips up some more so he can meet your sweet spot over and over again.

Your hands twist the sheets as you make noises you didn’t know you could, the hit room filled with moans and squelches.

“Harder.” you just about yell as Beomgyu and Kai’s jaws drop to the floor at your pleas.

And Beomgyu obeys you happily, you both now overhead by the stimulation. You’re squeezing him and he’s spreading you out all at the same time, it’s a miracle you both lasted as long as you did.

You felt like a doll for Beomgyu, letting him use you however he wants. You felt him study you with each of your expressions and noises that fill the room, cock twitching inside of you.

Beomgyu manages to find places inside of you that you didn’t know existed. Both of you can no longer control the noises that escape you.

“I’m so close, come on.” Beomgyu wails out to you pathetically.

You beg him to be a good boy and cum for you, and as much as you had no idea where this came from both Beomgyu and Kai eat it up.

You hear Kai next to you whimper loudly and let go for the second time of the night, his cum coating his stomach all the way up to his chest. He cries to himself because it just feels so good.

Beomgyu on the other hand folds over completely on top of you as he lets himself go. And it kept on coming, feeling him shoot loads at a time inside of you. Tears jerk at the corner of his eyes. He wanted to be your good boy so badly.

Seeing them both absolutely lose it was enough to make you lose it as well, spitting their names like they were curses, your own heat wrapping around Beomgyu. Your body deflates completely as the adrenaline leaves your body, your chest heaving with marks being left by both Beomgyu and Kai all across your chest and neck.

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You weren’t sure how this Bizzare Love Triangle came to be, but by their satisfied smiles in your own bed while dozing off into the night, you were sure they had no intention of letting you go.