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it was supposed to be a one-time thing… a drunken mistake, maybe some experimenting between two best friends after a stupid drinking game, questions that got way too intimate and answers that got far too honest.
“have you ever bottomed before?”
that night, felix and chan had the dorm to themselves. and it turned into a very long night.
afterwards, neither of them talked about it again. not because they regretted it, but because they liked it too much and were terrified of ruining their friendship if they explored it any further.
so instead, it stayed buried underneath lingering gazes and fleeting touches. hands on hips that could still pass as “adjusting someone’s stance while dancing.” fingers brushing for a second too long. tension thick enough to choke on.
but it wasn’t enough.
felix couldn’t sleep. he had been staring at the ceiling for hours now. was chan awake too?
his cock twitched painfully at the thought. with a frustrated groan, he dragged a hand over his face.
“fuck it,” he whispered.
then he got up and walked straight toward chan’s room. he didn’t even bother knocking. he’d lost all patience and rational thinking at this point.
chan was sitting on his bed, phone in hand, and looked up immediately when the door suddenly opened.
“lix?” he asked, confused at first, only for his eyebrows to raise when the blonde quietly closed the door behind him and turned the lock.
“i fucking can’t take it anymore,” felix muttered.
chan instantly put his phone aside, automatically slipping into leader mode because he immediately assumed something was wrong.
“what’s wrong?” he asked softly. “did something happen?”
felix walked toward the bed, hesitating only briefly before climbing on top of him. a surprised gasp escaped chan as he looked up at him.
“i can’t get the sounds you made out of my head,” felix admitted finally, his face dangerously close to chan’s now. “the noises you made when you were underneath me… when i fucked into you.”
chan swallowed hard.
felix’s eyes dropped briefly to his lips before lifting again. “i want to hear them again.”
for a second chan just stared at him. then he took a slow breath and muttered:
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Pairings: Poly!Stray Kids x fem!Reader (Bang Chan x Reader x Felix)
Rating: M
Genre: Soulmates, Smut
Summary: Chan has been stressed recently. With the dominATE tour still on-going and the release of Karma coming ever closer, he hasn't had any time to decompress and you all are starting to notice.
So, like the good soulmate you are, you decide to give him a bit of stress relief during his next meeting, and Felix decides to help :)
Word Count: 3.2k
A/N: You don't need to have read "The Missing Puzzle Piece" to understand this fic! (But you should <3) Hehe happy holidays everyone hope you enjoy!
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You'd gotten to spend the last month with the boys during the duration of their time in North America for their dominATE tour. Even though there had only been a month between you following them around in South America and now, you were still so glad to be back with them again.
You'd also been having a blast getting to go on stage with them during the concerts. The shock and awe of the large crowds, who all seemed excited to see you, still hadn't worn off. Each night was just as exciting as the last.
It was unfortunately nearing the end of their time in North America, though. Soon they'd be going off to Europe for their last few stops of the tour. You wish you could go along with them. Feasibly, you could, but you already had plans to go to South Korea for a few weeks for their upcoming album release. You didn't like missing work for multiple months in a row, so you'd be staying behind to work a gig before going to see them again.
Last night had been the Washington D.C. show. You'd left early this morning to head to Chicago, where the next show was two nights from now. It had all been fairly rushed, with Chris wanting to get to the hotel as soon as possible due to their packed schedule.
Or rather, his packed schedule.
For the last week and a half, all of 3Racha had been between various virtual meetings pertaining to the upcoming album release. But Chris in particular had been going nonstop.
You hated seeing him so stressed. All of you had been doing your best to help lighten the load. The few times you'd been able to slip them a meal, or snuggled them, they'd all been appreciative.
You just wished you could do more, and you knew you weren't alone in that sentiment.
All of this is what led to your current plan.
Chris had a virtual meeting he was setting up for in one of the bedrooms of the large hotel room you all had. It was nearly 8pm, thanks to timezones and all. Changbin and Jeongin were down at the hotel's gym, while Hyunjin, Minho, and Jisung had decided to go grab some food at a local spot.
Chris had slipped into the bedroom about 15 minutes ago. You'd been chilling in the living room, absent-mindedly scrolling on your phone as you waited.
Waited for the right moment.
You wanted the meeting to have already started. Chris wouldn't make a scene, then, so he wouldn't make you leave.
Obviously a no was still a no, but you were fairly confident how this would go.
You gave it another five minutes before standing up and gently walking over to the door to the bedroom. You paused outside of it, pressing your ear to the wood to try and hear if Chris was speaking yet.
You were so focused on listening in that you didn't hear Felix approach until he was right beside you.
“What're we doin'?” His deep voice rumbled into your other ear.
You barely managed to hold in a yelp as you jumped into the air. “Oh my god Felix, you scared me.” You whispered harshly, holding one hand to your chest.
Felix grinned cheekily, tilting his head. “Well?”
You looked Felix over, your heart race slowing as you did. When you got back to his face, you smirked. “I had a plan to give Chris some stress relief. You wanna help?”
Felix furrowed his eyebrows. “Isn't he in a meeting?”
You grinned. “Yeah. I know.”
Felix's grin turned into a smirk. You swore you saw his eyes dilate slightly. “Oh count me in.”
You nodded to the door. “Alright, let's go then.”
You put your hand on the door knob and slowly twisted it until it clicked. Using your shoulder, you pushed the door open just as cautiously. You felt Felix peering in beside you as you surveyed the room.
As you'd hoped, and suspected, Chris was sitting facing into the room so he had a wall as his backdrop.
Which meant his laptop camera wouldn't see you or Felix step inside.
Chris didn't notice immediately either.
You and Felix made it a little over a foot into the room before Chris finally looked up and noticed you.
His eyes narrowed in confusion as he took in the two of you. He glanced at his computer pointedly and then back at you.
You shrugged and kept walking, putting a finger up to your mouth.
He furrowed his eyebrows before they suddenly shot up and he looked back at his computer. “Ah yes sorry-”
You didn't pay attention to the rest of what he said as you slipped down onto your knees. Felix followed suit as the two of you crawled under the table, stopping just at Chris's feet.
Never one to half ass anything, Chris was dressed professionally from head to toe, even if his lower half would never be seen.
Better view for you and Felix then.
You glanced over at Felix. He winked at you and you smiled back before refocusing your attention fully on Chris.
To start, you brought your left hand up and gently set it on Chris's left knee. The man jumped just slightly at the touch and you watched out of the corner of your eye as Felix leaned in to kiss Chris's other knee.
Chris was still talking above the table, voice muffled just slightly through the wood, but you could tell it sounded normal.
Good.
You took your time, hand trailing slowly up Chris's thigh and towards your goal. Felix made a similar path, kissing and nipping at the fabric between him and Chris's skin.
Chris spread his legs apart further.
You smirked to yourself, rewarding him with a kiss on the thigh as well.
Your head bumped lightly against Felix's as you two got closer to your goal. His head was turned to see you, eyes twinkling as he nipped at Chris's leg again.
You grinned back, digging your nails into the meat of Chris's thighs for a moment before leaning over and capturing Felix's mouth with your own.
Felix sighed softly into your touch, leaning back against Chris's leg as you pushed yourself into him. You heard scribbling on the desk above you before a piece of paper slid down below the table.
“If I'm talking, you two are quiet. If I grab your hair, it means stop. Squeeze twice if you understand.”
Your grin grew in excitement before you and Felix both squeezed on Chris's thighs twice in agreement.
The paper slipped away and you immediately zeroed in on your goal.
Felix nodded to you, giving you the go ahead. You sat up a little straighter, the best you could underneath a table at least, and brought both hands up to undo Chris's belt. Felix grabbed one end of it once it was undone and slid it out of place while your fingers made quick work of his button and zipper.
The top edge of Chris's Fendi briefs peeked out as you pushed the fabric of his fly aside. The dark material of his underwear made no effort to conceal the slowly growing hardness of his cock.
You licked your lips and glanced at Felix to see him biting his own. You nudged him with your shoulder and it snapped him out of it, making his head whip to the side to look at you.
You gestured your head towards Chris's crotch and then looked back at Felix pointedly. He instantly lit up like a kid in a candy shop as he reached his hands up to push down on Chris's underwear, fishing out his rapidly hardening length.
You dug one hand into Chris's thigh once more to contain your desire to moan at the sight of it.
God it had been too long.
You let saliva pool in your mouth before drooling it out onto the palm of your hand. It wouldn't be quite enough, but it'd do for now.
His cock certainly wouldn't be dry for long anyway.
You wrapped your hand around his base, giving a few small strokes as you leaned in to drag your tongue up his shaft. Felix mirrored you on the other side, your tongues brushing until they met at his tip.
Felix smirked, playfully nipping at your tongue before the two of you repeated the action again.
Chris's cock twitched between the two of you. You made sure to brush your lips along his length as you went, practically kissing Felix around his cock.
You wanted to moan so bad, but you settled for some huffs and digging your nails further into the meat of Chris's thigh.
Felix seemed to be in a similar predicament, his eyes already partially glazed as he panted softly against Chris's cock. He always was a vocal one in bed, but he was valiantly containing his noises.
You and Felix continued your ministrations for a moment, just enjoying the pace and closeness of the three of you. Chris's cock was twitching occasionally. His cock head was slowly oozing precum, revealing just how much he was enjoying this.
When you got back to his head once more, this time you didn't trail back down his shaft. You gently nudged at Felix, who instantly took the hint. As he shifted to take one of Chris's balls into his mouth, you moved to mouth at the head fully. You flicked your tongue over the slit, collecting the pearls of cum there, before taking the head into your mouth and hollowing your cheeks around it.
Then, you began to bob your head, slowly taking in more of his cock into your mouth with each movement.
This was the hard part. As much as you just wanted to work your way down to the hilt, until your nose was brushing against his pelvis, you knew the sound of that could easily be picked up on the mic.
So you paced yourself. You used your hand to stroke what you couldn't easily, and quietly, take. To make up for it, you hummed ever so slightly, just enough for Chris to feel it and not hear it.
The effect was instant.
Chris's cock twitched in your mouth. More salty precum coated your tongue. A hand slipped below the table, going straight to your hair. His fingers dug in, tugging at your scalp as he pulled you back a little, but not enough to pull you off entirely.
You froze, eyes rolling back just slightly at the feeling. You blindly reached for Felix's hand, squeezing it tightly once he wove his fingers together with yours.
All you could do was slowly drool around the cock in your mouth as Chris kept speaking above you.
“Yes, we'll be able to fit in the photoshoots then,” he said calmly. “We're on schedule right now. We knew the tour would be going on up until the release. There's nothing major we're missing that we can't achieve or haven't already achieved while in Seoul or travelling.”
There was a pause, but Chris didn't let go of your hair. You managed to glance down, barely able to see Felix with your head tilted back the way it was. He was still gently mouthing at Chris's balls, squeezing your hand intermittently.
You wanted to move, but all you could do was breathe around the weight in your mouth.
It felt pleasant, the weight of it on your tongue. Your jaw was just starting to twinge, the build up of a pleasant ache beginning. You weren't sure how much time had passed since you'd stepped into the room, much less since Chris had grabbed your hair, but you held still anyway.
Chris's voice broke through your haze.
“We're on schedule. We already have plans in place for that, which I went over earlier in this meeting,” he said firmly, sounding mildly frustrated. “This isn't our first album, I know what needs to be done, and it's already accounted for. Now, we've had a long day of travel so unless there's something pressing, I need to leave and rest before our next show.”
A pause.
“If you would refer to the meeting notes, you'd see I already planned for and answered that. Is there anything else?”
Another brief pause.
“Then I am leaving this meeting. Thank you all for your time. Have a good day.”
You heard a click and then the sound of a laptop being shut before you were pulled off of Chris's cock as he pushed his chair back.
You looked up to see Chris staring down at the two of you, fire in his eyes. “Whose idea was this?” He asked cooly.
“Mine,” you replied, voice slightly raspier than normal.
He raised an eyebrow at you, tilting his head. “Why am I not surprised?”
“You've been stressed recently,” you said, “and so busy. I just wanted to give you a treat.”
Chris's gaze shifted to Felix, who smiled. “I saw her outside the door and decided to join.”
He looked between the two of you for a moment before finally relaxing his grip on your hair. He leaned back in his chair, spreading his legs just a little farther apart as he rested his chin on his hand.
“Well,” he drawled, “get on with it.”
You and Felix looked at each other, immediately having the same thought.
Now that he could see you, your approach shifted.
You moved to the side, Felix mirroring your pose so Chris's cock was once again between the two of you.
Your goal was to make out with his cock in the middle, to put on a show for Chris.
The two of you started moving in tandem, your lips touching, tongues brushing against each other, as you once again made trails up and down his shaft. You brought a hand up to play with Chris's balls, while the other made its way to Felix's neck.
Felix whined as you raked your nails over the sensitive skin there. He brought a hand up in return, sliding it under your shirt, travelling up your back, making you shiver.
Chris let out a harsh breath as Felix moaned. “Fuck, just look at the two of you,” he groaned. “Getting on your knees without even being asked. Making out with my cock. You like the taste that much, don't you?”
This time your moan mingled with Felix's. Dirty talk always got to you.
“Driving me crazy,” he continued. “When the two of you crawled under the desk, I knew what was coming. Almost had me stop the meeting then and there when I felt the two of you wrapped around me like this. Wanted to look at you, but I knew I would snap if I did. I knew what a pretty picture you'd paint, and I wasn't wrong.”
Felix and you made it back to the head of his cock, pausing by the tip. Your gaze met his and the two of you moved together, leaning in closer to actually make out.
Your world narrowed down to the sensations immediately around you. The hot, wet head of Chris's cock poking your cheek. Felix's skilled tongue tracing the inside of your mouth. The feeling of Felix's fingers, brushing over your hardening nipples. The pleasant ache in your knees as they pressed into the hotel carpet. The low moans coming from Felix and Chris alike.
Felix pulled back, making you open your eyes and focus once more. His lips were still parted, breath coming out in pants as he stared at you with half-lidded eyes.
You felt Chris's cock push between you and Felix, but you kept your gaze on the younger boy as you caressed the cock head with your tongue.
You vaguely regsitered the sound of someone being stroked off as you and Felix kept kissing around the tip.
“You two-” Chris panted, his hand pushing against your face with each stroke, “- gonna be the death of me. Kneeling there- do you know how you look? Fuck, just like that.”
You glanced over and saw Chris had his head thrown back, barely looking down at you as he continued to fist his cock. You pulled back from Lixie just far enough to speak. “You gonna cum?”
Chris's gaze snapped back down to you. “Put your faces together, mouths wide.”
You squished your cheek against Felix's, letting your jaw drop open and tongue stick out. The side of your tongue brushed against Felix's as Chris placed his cock head right in the center.
“Been so good- you want a treat don't ya? Such good little sluts. I'll give you what you need, don't worry,” he panted.
You and Felix whined and moaned, grabbing each other's hand again as the first streaks of cum landed on your tastebuds.
You dutifully held still as Chris slowly stroked himself through the last of his orgasm. Cum streaked across your upper lip, coated your tongue, and slowly dripped down your chin. Chris stared at the two of you for a moment, panting slowly before reaching a hand up to brush a stray streak of cum off of Felix's cheek.
“Swallow,” he commanded, voice rough.
You drew your tongue back in and did as told before slowly licking away what was around your mouth.
Chris hummed. “Pretty things,” he cooed. He brought a hand up to card through your hair. “Next time, I'll have to have Hyunjin bring his sketchbook. The sight of you both at my feet?” He licked his lips. “Wish I could burn it into my memory forever.”
“Maybe we should come to all of your meetings,” Felix suggested cheekily.
Chris snorted. “Not all of them.”
“So you want us at some of them, then?” You asked, grinning too.
Chris looked between the two of you, grinning up at him. “Danergous things.” He teased. Finally he sighed, pushing his chair back so he could stand up. Before he moved, though, he reached a hand down to assist you and Felix in standing up yourselves. Once you were up, he slipped his arm around both of your waists, giving each of you a soft kiss. “Thank you.”
“Happy to help,” you replied softly, melting into his touch. “I just… hate that there's not more I can do to help with all you have on your plate.”
“Trust me, you all do more for me than you can imagine just by being here,” he said, cupping your chin. “I couldn't do this alone.”
You sighed. “Just… don't forget to ask us if there is a way we can help, okay?”
Chris nodded, rubbing a hand over your waist. “I try. I promise I try. Sometimes I just… forget.”
“That's all we can ask,” Felix replied, kissing Chris's cheek.
Chris smiled. “Come on. Let's get you two hydrated.”
“And then couch cuddles?” Felix asked excitedly.
You joined in, looking at Chris expectantly. He sighed fondly. “Yes, yes, then couch cuddles.”
