NCT Icons

Ten: Yeah, me either. That shit’s too long. “Lee” or “Seo” are cute though.

Jungwoo: What about “Kim”?

Ten: Nah, that sounds weird. “Chittaphon Kim” doesn’t sound nice, whereas “Chittaphon Lee” or “Chittaphon Seo” do.

PART 1

Sitting on the living room floor, furiously typing on your laptop with your eyebrows furrowed, Jungwoo gave your shoulders a light squeeze. “Babe, take a break first, yeah?” He asked softly but maybe it was too soft because you didn’t respond. “Babe?” He asked again, his voice slightly louder, but all he heard was the cackling of your keyboard. “Y/n!” He shook you and you finally stopped typing. “Yes, sweetie?” You turn around to look at him pouting at you. “You’ve been ignoring me.” He huffed. You got off the floor to sit beside him on the couch and wrap your arms around him, gently resting your chin on his shoulder. “I’m sorry, Zeus. I’m just really stressed because this paper is due this Friday.” You explained. “But babe, it’s only Tuesday.” He said, showing you his phone with the two of you as his wallpaper, making you smile. “But I need to have at least 25 pages. I still have 12 pages to go.” You sighed, pulling him closer to you and closing your eyes. “That’s why I told you to take a break first.” He murmured. You nodded and hummed in reply.

Jungwoo gently removed your arms around him and he scooted to the end of the couch. “Here, use my lap as your pillow. Take a short nap.” He suggested, giving you his ever so angelic smile, making you blush. You settle on his lap and stretch on the couch. “We’ve been dating for almost a year now and you still blush at my smiles. You’re so cute!” He commented, chuckling softly as he brushes your hair away from your eyes. You looked at him and puckered your lips, asking for a kiss, which he happily gave you. He struggled to bend like that so you met him halfway, raising your head a little, meeting his soft lips.

What started as an innocent kiss, ended up with you grabbing a handful of his soft hair, and him groping your ass. You bit his lip, making him moan softly. “Bedroom.” You moaned against the kiss, and you felt him smile. “No.” He gave you one last peck before breaking the kiss to help you sit up so that you can have a much more comfortable make out position. “But Ten is just in Kun’s room, waiting for him to come home because he said Kun has something to discuss with him.” You whispered, glancing at the hallway where the bedrooms are. “Even better.” He murmured to your neck, his breath tickling you a little. You noticed the slight change in his voice. It was lower than usual. “Oh my god, Jungwoo. You can’t be serious about letting Ten fuck me, are you?” You ask, getting ahold of Jungwoo’s arms and gently pushing him away from your neck so you can see his face. He raised an eyebrow at you. “Okay, then tell me straight up that you don’t want to have a threesome with him.” He said, placing his elbow on the backrest of the couch and resting his temple on his knuckles. He watched you with a grin on his face, knowing that you can’t say it.

“I fucking hate you.” You hissed as you crashed your lips against his, tugging on his collar to draw him closer to you as you slowly lie back down. His lips curled into a smile and his hands started to feel you up under your shirt, eventually finding the back of your bra and quickly unclasping it with one hand.  You broke the kiss, moving on to nibble on his earlobe, making him throw his head back, giving you access to his neck. You bit and sucked, leaving a trail of small dark marks on his neck as you went lower and lower, stopping by his collarbone. “Your shirt is on the way, Jungwoo.” You growled. You rarely growled so hearing you do that aroused Jungwoo a lot, and it showed. His breath hitched, his eyes practically undressing and ravaging you right now. Gone was the pure and soft Jungwoo that the world knows. He is now a sex god. Your god. Your Zeus.

Jungwoo sat back up to remove his shirt, revealing his amazing set of abs. You licked your lips, taking in the sight of your gorgeous boyfriend, who is positioned between your legs, looking down at you, topless and his sweat pants hanging dangerously low. “You can’t be the only one admiring the view, y/n.” Jungwoo chuckled darkly as he ripped your shirt open, surprising you. “Jungwoo! This shirt is expensive!” You blurted as you sat up a little to look at the damage he’s done but Jungwoo just slid the now ruined shirt off your shoulders then carrying on to removing your bra. “I can buy you ten of those.” He said, pushing you back to the couch. The ruined shirt was quickly forgotten as soon as you eyed his body in front of you. His hands rested on your hips as he just looked at your body. “You are so beautiful, y/n.” He remarked, admiring your body. “And you’re gorgeous, Jungwoo.” You replied, lightly tracing the outlines of his abs until your fingertips land on the waistband of his sweatpants. You saw a tent slowly form and you looked up at him, asking for permission to remove his pants, along with his boxers, and he nodded.

You carefully pulled his pants and boxers down and his semi hard cock sprung out. He watched you wrap your hand around his dick and start pumping, slowly making him harder every second. His hand snaked to your breast, massaging it. You bite your lip as you watched Jungwoo enjoy what you’re doing. His head thrown back, eyes closed. An idea crossed your mind so you stopped pumping, then proceeded on getting off the couch. “What do you think you’re doing?” Jungwoo’s eyes followed you as you kneeled before the couch. “Just something that popped in my mind. Now sit.” You commanded him and he was taken aback. He was always the one doing the ordering around, and you doing it to him infuriated him. As soon as he sat down comfortably, you reached for his cock but Jungwoo quickly grabbed your wrist. You looked at him, confused. “Use your mouth. Put your hands on your back.” He said, shoving your hand away. You put your hands behind you and you started working on his member.

You gave him a long lick starting from his balls going up to the tip of his cock, as you look into his eyes. You take the head of his cock in your mouth, swirling your tongue around, without breaking eye contact. “Fuck.” He hissed, biting his lip. You smirked as you took he rest of his shaft in your mouth, bobbing your head up and down. His hand found its way into your hair, grabbing ahold of it, keeping it out of your face so he can watch your lips glide up and down his long cock. “What the fuck?” You heard a voice from behind you. Ten. You tried to get up to look at Ten and explain but Jungwoo held your head in place, pushing your head further, forcing you to continue sucking him. You looked at him and saw a smirk on his face as he stared Ten down. “I, uhh, I’ll just pretend I didn’t see anything.” Ten stammered and he turned around to return to Kun’s room. “Ten.” Jungwoo called, his voice eerily stern, making Ten look back, surprised. He has never seen nor heard Jungwoo like this before.

Jungwoo told him to come closer, and he slowly walked towards us. While waiting for Ten, Jungwoo pushed your head further to his dick, causing you to gag as it hit the back of your throat. You continued deep throating him despite the gagging. From the corner of your eyes, you saw Ten’s feet stop beside you. Jungwoo pulled you by your hair, releasing his cock from your mouth, then he stood up. “Remove your shorts and panties, y/n. Then, I want you to sit on the couch.” He instructed as he walked, stopping behind Ten and leaning close to his ear, whispering for him to watch you and not take his eyes off of you. Ten gulped not just because he has to watch you get naked in front of him, but also because of the sudden authority Jungwoo has over him.

You stood up and pulled your shorts down with your panties, bending over to give the two men behind you an amazing view of your ass. Kicking your clothes to the side, you faced Ten, giving him a wink before taking a seat on the couch. A blush crept on Ten’s cheeks. “How come he’s still fully clothed, Jungwoo?” you asked him, without removing your sultry gaze at Ten. Jungwoo laughed, his voice deep, making Ten’s knees weak as he felt the younger male’s breath behind his ear. “We’ll get there, baby. Patience.” He hummed. His hands snaked around Ten’s waist and he stopped by his belt. “Touch yourself, y/n. Give us a show.” Jungwoo looked at you under his lashes, his lips extremely close to Ten’s neck. You cocked an eyebrow at him. “Not until you give me one too.” You replied, smirking at him. Jungwoo hummed, “I like that.” He said as he hastily flicked Ten’s earlobe with his tongue. Ten’s breath hitched, his eyes automatically closing. His reaction didn’t go unnoticed by Jungwoo, who deeply chuckled. He unbuttoned Ten’s shirt painfully slow while plants soft kisses on his neck. You spread your legs and traced your slit. “Ten.” You moaned, making him open his eyes and look at you. “Eyes on me, honey.” You smiled, biting your lip as you rubbed your clit for him and eventually fingering yourself.

With Ten’s shirt now on the floor, you admired his abs. It may not be as good as Jungwoo’s but it sure is nice to look at. Jungwoo is now harshly sucking and grazing his teeth against Ten’s neck, also groping his crotch over his pants. Seeing how Ten is struggling to watch you while Jungwoo does all that to him, you decided to help. You stood up and walked towards him, sucking on your finger that’s been soaked with your juices. “Taste me, Ten.” You purred before crashing your lips onto his. Ten moaned at the sudden contact, kissing you back, sucking the juices left on your lips, tasting you. His hands automatically grabbed your butt cheeks, giving them a tight squeeze. Jungwoo finally chose to end Ten’s misery by unbuckling his belt and undoing his pants. Ten’s member lightly hit your tummy when Jungwoo pulled his pants and boxers down. He grabbed a handful of Ten’s hair, pulling him away from you, breaking the kiss and leaving you wanting more. He let go of Ten’s hair just to pull him in by his nape for a heated kiss. You touched yourself, watching them bite and tug on each other’s lips, fighting for dominance.

Jungwoo broke the kiss and looked at you. “Kneel on the couch and bend over, babe.” He instructed and you immediately obeyed as he walked towards your direction, he then takes a seat on the end of the couch, watching you kneel and bend, resting your forearms on the backrest of the couch, giving Ten a nice view of your ass once again. Ten just stood there, ogling your very exposed behind, making Jungwoo chuckle. “Well? My girlfriend is waiting, Ten.” He sung, cocking his head to the side. “You’re letting me fuck her?” He cautiously asked and Jungwoo nodded in reply. “Any way you want. Though I’d suggest you be rough on her. She loves that.” He looked at you and winked, making you even wetter. “Alright then.” Ten said, as he approached you. “Just don’t hesitate to tell me if I’m being too rough.” He told you and you nodded, licking your lips as you anticipate his next move.

The tip of his cock poked your entrance, making you sigh in pleasure. You wanted to be fucked already, and you want it bad. Ten slid his finger along your slit, starting from your clit. “You’re so wet already, y/n. Have you been waiting for this?” He asked. “Just fuck me, Ten!” You cried out, and Ten harshly slapped your butt cheek, squeezing it hard after. “You don’t get to order me around either, y/n!” He roared, and that turned you on so much, you’re practically dripping now. “I’m sorry.” You mumbled, earning you yet another equally harsh slap, but on the other cheek this time. “That’s sir for you, y/n.” He corrected you and you apologized again, making sure you called him sir. You glanced at Jungwoo who’s slowly pumping himself as he watches you being dominated by Ten.

Ten rubbed your clit, inserting a finger not long after. Every pump sent shivers up and down your spine. You close your eyes and throw your head back. “Sir, please, please, please just fuck me.” You begged and he slid his finger out of you. “How do you want me to fuck you, baby girl?” Ten’s torso rested on your back, his hand sneaked its way to your clit, furiously rubbing it, making you squirm under his touch. “Fuck me senseless, sir.” You whisper. “Please.” You added and he chuckled. Positioning his member to your entrance, you prepared yourself, expecting him to just ram it inside of you but you were taken by surprise when he slid his dick inside of you torturously slow. “For the love of God, Ten! Just give it to me!” You growled, making him grab your hair and harshly pull it as he brutally slammed his dick into you. He was supposed to scold you but the way your pussy hugged his shaft was glorious. He grabbed your hip so that he can roughly thrust in and out of you with a steady pace.

A string of obscenities and moans left your lips every time he thrusts back into you, hitting that spot that makes you weak. You felt your high coming and you asked Ten to choke you and he obliged. “Fuck, you’re so hot, y/n.” he grunted as his hands wrapped around your neck, holding it tight. His thrusts became faster and harder, and soon enough, you came. Your knees were weak and your legs are shaking. The only thing keeping you in that position was Ten. He thrusted into you a few more times before immediately pulling out to release his hot seed on your back. He kissed your shoulder and whispered, “fuck, that was incredible. I hope I didn’t hurt you.” You gave him a weak smile. “You didn’t. You did great, Ten.” You assured him and he let go of you, plopping on the other end of the couch. Your legs collapsed but Jungwoo caught you. “We’re not yet done, princess.” He sung to your ear, giving you a bunch of soft kisses starting from your jaw to your lips. “Ride me.” He said as he positioned himself between your legs.

“Jungwoo, my legs are too weak.” You complained and Jungwoo looked at you, concerned. “Do you still want to do it? Because we can stop if you want to rest.” He looked into your eyes and caressed your cheek. “I still want to do it but I don’t think I’d be able to ride you properly.” You explain, resting your forehead against his. “It’s alright. I can do all the moving.” He smiled and so did you. “Well then. Fuck me harder than Ten did, babe. Wreck me.” You breathed out and Jungwoo’s lustful self is back. “Anything for you, princess.” He said as he ruthlessly thrusted in and out of you, not even giving you time to adjust and process what’s happening. He grabbed and massaged your ass, guiding you up and down his shaft. “I can’t believe you’re ignoring that beautiful set of breasts in front of you, Jungwoo. I’m disappointed.” Ten commented, reaching out to pinch and pull your nipple. “Bite and suck her nipples, Jungwoo.” Ten said with authority and Jungwoo followed suit. He bit and sucked, hard. On your chest, around your breasts, your nipples. Not leaving anything unmarked.

He pulled you by your nape to give you a passionate kiss, muffling your screams and moans. “I’m close, baby.” He grunted against the kiss and you tried to tell him you’re also about to cum but you only managed to let out a whimper. Jungwoo started to thrust you like crazy, losing his tempo and sending you to overdrive. You both broke the kiss to throw your heads back, eyes rolling to the back of your heads. You scream each other’s names, along with some curses under your breaths, over and over until you both reach your orgasms. You planted a kiss on his forehead, then on his nose, and ultimately on his lips. Jungwoo pulled out of you and helped you sit between him and Ten on the couch. “Well that was wonderful.” Jungwoo commented, panting, still trying to catch his breath. “And tiring.” You added as you rest your head on the back of the couch.

“Cleaning the couch will be a bitch. I’m glad I don’t live here.” Ten stood up, laughing. “Come on. Let’s wash up before Kun gets back.” He offered his hand to you and you took it. He jerked you towards him and your body crashed against his. Wrapping his arm around your waist, he kissed the corner of your lips. “Maybe we can do this again some other time.” He winked, making your cheeks flush. “Can you stop flirting with my girlfriend, hyung?” Jungwoo whined, hugging you from behind, sandwiching you between them. “I’m sorry. Your girlfriend is just too hot. You’re a lucky man.” He replied. “I know. And you’re lucky I let you have a piece of her ‘fine ass’.” Jungwoo emphasized the last two words, referencing the time Ten said that to you, which was last week. “You what?! What the…?” A voice butted in and your heads turned to the direction where it came from. Kun. He just got back. “Okay, I’ll step outside for maybe 10 minutes and when I get back, you guys better be decent and I’ll pretend I didn’t see nor hear anything.” He said, immediately leaving the dorm with a beet red face.

He was cute, like someone who would rather tell you about their favourite show rather than favourite position.

But that didn't stop Ten from watching him so closely from the other end of the bar, unable to look away from his soft eyes, fluffy hair and pouty lips.

They met eyes.

Ten kept his intense gaze on him. He chose to sip his drink rather than offer an emotion his way. Of course it was an invitation, and Ten was pleased as the cutie took the bait and walked over.

He was expecting a hello and small talk, not the sensual, narrowed eyes that stared back at him as the stranger walked up close and leaned down to him.

With a voice as soft as fur, almost inaudible over the noise, he heard him say something that made his eyebrows fly up.

“Don't you look the fuckable type?”

Immediately finding his lap occupied with the boy on him, he was pulled closer, lips awkwardly squished together before instinct took over and they were both kissing passionately, as if everyone was watching the show.

Lip smacks turned to opened mouths as the stranger initiating tongue kissing. It was filthy and sloppy, and Ten couldn't help but moan softly at the confidence he was up against.

Ten didn't care for names. Never found out his hook up was called Jungwoo.

Not even when hips ground against his, suggesting there was more to kissing happening tonight.