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Seungcheol knew the moment Minghao approached him that evening, setting a collar and a leash in his hand and looking at him through a pair of circular glasses perched on the edge of his nose, that the night would get interesting.

The leader stood, securing the collar around his neck and adjusting the leash before he hooked his finger under it to make sure it had some space. Once he was satisfied, he met the younger idol’s eyes.

“The word?”

“Carat.”

“What does my baby boy need today?"

Minghao looked away for a moment. Seungcheol waited patiently, gently running his finger along his cheekbone. When Minghao looked back at him, his voice was monotone, though there was the slightest of blushes to his cheeks.

“You, Gyu, Woo, Hannie.”

Seungcheol arched a brow and hummed, gently fixing his bangs.

“How are we doing this tonight?”

A small glint appeared in Minghao’s eye as he pushed his glasses up.

“I want you all to use me.”

It didn’t take long for Seungcheol to call the others into his room, and even less for them all to slip into their roles. Minghao wasn’t usually as vocal about his needs, but when he was, none of the boys had any issues with delivering whatever it was that he needed from them.

Mingyu picked him up effortlessly, holding him in his lap and kissing him firmly until he heard the smallest of groans come from his mouth. Between the thirteen of them, Minghao was definitely on the quieter end, so the others often made it a small mission whenever he opened up to them to draw as much as those sweet sounds out of him.

“Gyu, lie down.” Wonwoo gently ordered, pushing at Minghao’s shoulder lightly. Mingyu obliged, with Minghao straddling him as he subtly lifted his hips, shaking his ass ever so slightly to entice the older man behind him. Wonwoo’s gentle hands fell onto his hips, holding him steady as he pushed into him.

A small sigh left Minghao’s lips as Wonwoo began moving, pressing soft kisses to his shoulder as he rolled his hips. The slow, languid thrusts moved the shorter man’s hips forward, making him rut against Mingyu’s cock as it lay hard against his stomach.

Minghao let out a pleasured hum, closing his eyes as Mingyu trailed kisses up the expanse of his neck, leaving the occasional hickie here or there. The model would be able to cover them up fairly simple, so it wasn’t an issue.

The sound of kissing and the occasional grunt drew Minghao’s attention over to Hansol and Seungcheol as the two of them waited patiently for him, busying themselves with leisurely kisses and slow handjobs. Minghao lifted his head a bit higher, adjusting his glasses before he spoke.

“C-Come here...You’re too far.” He groaned, thankful for Mingyu’s big hands holding him steady as Wonwoo gradually increased the speed of his thrusts. Seungcheol and Hansol broke apart from one another, making their way over to Minghao without the soft-spoken man needing to ask again. Hansol got there first, hooking his finger into the loop in the collar around Minghao’s neck, pulling him closer so his cock rubbed right up against his cheek. Minghao hummed, caressing and stroking his cock before he kissed up the length of it, keeping his half-lidded eyes on Hansol as he slowly wrapped his lips around the base.

“You’re so pretty like this, our pretty slut.”

Minghao’s eyes fluttered closed at the words, readjusting himself as he rolled his hips down faster against Mingyu, completely unbothered when his leader came to his other side, grabbing his hand, placing it over his cock.

“Open your eyes, baby. Look at how pretty you look.” Seungcheol purred into his ear, making him open his eyes minutes later. He looked across from them at himself in the mirror, an audible-though muffled-whine leaving his lips as he looked at his debauched reflection.

They had started fooling around at the foot of the bed instead of at the head of it, so Minghao could see the light pink bites adorning his chest and neck, his mouth stuffed with Hansol’s cock while Wonwoo and Mingyu both held his hips as he was fucked by the former. Some of his stoic attitude crumbled at the sight, panting when Hansol pulled him off of his cock, moving his head towards Seungcheol’s cock instead. Minghao took him in his mouth without hesitation, stroking Hansol’s spit slick cock as he felt Wonwoo cum inside of him.

“Fuck...Gyu, he’s all yours.” Wonwoo mused, kissing Minghao’s shoulder before pulling out of him. Before his cum could roll out, Mingyu raised his hips, and Wonwoo reached between his thick legs to guide his cock into Minghao, stepping aside and admiring the view as Mingyu immediately began rocking hard and fast into him, the bed creaking from the sudden change of pace.

Minghao’s eyes closed again, his body shaking as Seungcheol and Hansol began teasing his nipples, pinching and rolling the small chocolate buds between their fingers. His cock rubbed against Mingyu’s abs as the larger idol slapped his cheeks between some of his wild thrusts.

Seungcheol pulled his cock out of Minghao’s mouth, turning his cheek so he could see that Wonwoo had started recording him on his phone. He trembled, clenching around Mingyu as he looked at the phone’s camera.

They all knew how much he loved to fondly watch back videos of himself as he was getting fucked.

He accepted sloppy kisses from both Seungcheol and Hansol as Mingyu came inside of him after spending ten minutes hitting his prostate with enough force to nearly knock him out of his lap from his thrusts. He hummed in delight, clenching to the best of his ability.

Hansol gently pushed him onto his stomach, placing his palms at either side of his head on the comforters below as he fucked him. Minghao’s thighs had a tell-tale tremble in them as Hansol nibbled his earlobe, whispering sweet nothings to him as he rolled his hips.

“You’re already so full, Hao. Mingyu and Woo-hyung. Really came a lot.” Hansol quietly complimented him, looking down and watching as his cock slid in and out of Minghao’s messy hole, Mingyu and Wonwoo’s cum covering his cock. Minghao’s glasses fell down past his nose a bit as Hansol’s strong thrusts pushed the cum deeper inside him.

“B-Breed….Breed me.” He panted, pulling at the sheets as he felt another orgasm creeping close. Hansol kissed the top of his head before sitting up and reaffirming his grip on Minghao’s waist, rocking hard and fast into him, groaning himself.

The two of them were typically quieter in bed, but they brought out the volume in each other, and Seungcheol watched affectionately with Wonwoo and Mingyu as Hansol milked himself into Minghao’s stuffed and sloppy asshole. A chorus of curses in English and Mandarin filled the room as Minghao came soon after, moaning weakly as Hansol slowly pulled out of him. Minghao raised his hips, his whole body covered in a thin sheen of sweat.

“Hyung….please?” He swallowed shakily and turned around, his hair sticking up in some places and his glasses hanging on by a prayer as they sat crooked on his face. Seungcheol crossed the room in an instant, pressing a kiss to him that made his toes curl slightly. He wrapped the leash around his fist as he slid into Minghao’s messy hole with one, powerful thrust.

Minghao may have been one of the quieter of the boys, but Seungcheol always had a way of drawing the volume out of him, and today was no different. It took only a minute of long, hard thrusts before Minghao began pulling at the sheets, his eyes fluttering as breathless moans and whimpers fell from his lips. Seungcheol tugged at the leash firmly, making Minghao tilt his head back as his body rocked forward with every thrust.

“You’re so warm, Hao-ya. Did the others use you well, hm? Did we breed our baby boy just the way he likes it?” He inquired, his voice a low growl in Minghao’s ear. He nodded quickly, his voice cracking slightly as pleasure began to overwhelm him. His thighs shook as he reached blindly for the others, panting like a bitch in heat as he silently begged for the other three rappers to come back over to him.

They obliged and he found his lips wrapped around Wonwoo’s cock, tasting the remnants of his cum as he stroked Hansol and Mingyu, looking up at them with dark eyes.

“Our pretty boy~ Our Pretty Minghao~”

He wasn’t sure who was praising him, but he came undone from the combined stimulus, clamping down around Seungcheol as the pale leader spilled inside of him. Minghao whined and kept going until he could feel Wonwoo’s hips stuttering ever so slightly. He pulled himself off, closing his eyes and sticking his tongue out to catch Wonwoo’s cum on his tongue and face. Mingyu and Hansol caught on quickly and the tallest turned Minghao’s head, cumming along the rim of his glasses and onto his cheek. Hansol was last, his cum leaving pearl-colored ribbons along Minghao’s nose and lips.

Minghao opened his eyes slowly, trying to catch his breath as Hansol took his phone from the bed, taking a few pictures for him for later.

Soonyoung and Jeonghan would definitely pout the most at not being included this time.

“G-Gimme…” Minghao reached for the phone and Hansol smiled knowingly, passing it to him. He passed it to Seungcheol and the oldest hummed, gently motioning for the others to get out of the shot as he started recording. Slowly, he pulled out of Minghao, keeping the camera focused on his ass as cum sloppily rolled out of him.

Seungcheol recorded until Minghao lifted up. He ended the recording and leaned down to kiss him despite the cum all over his lips. Minghao blushed, looking up at the four of them.

“Thank you...I felt messy today.” He quietly told them, looking away. The rappers smiled affectionately at them and Seungcheol laughed ever so slightly.

“You can feel messy whenever you’d like. Except now, now we should shower before that cum dries on those glasses. They cost like 300,000 won.”

“Did you want to come over?” you asked, looking over at the brown-haired male in front of you. Hoseok’s bangs fell into his eyes in a comma style, but you could still see the sparkles of joy in the dark colored spheres. 

“Oh! Yeah, sure!” He smiled. 

“Just to warn you, I do have a cat. I’m not sure if you’re allergic or anything.”

“I’m not, but thank you for checking! I’d love to meet them.”

The two of you began walking away from the park you were currently at and started towards your apartment. The walk was pleasantly silent, the sound of your shoes crinkling the leaves below you as you continued to walk forward. 

Once you got closer to your house, you pulled your bag from your shoulder to get your keys. Since you knew exactly where they were, you didn’t have to fight with the thick fabric and the other belongings you were carrying. 

Putting the key into the keyhole, you twisted it to the right and shook it a bit, the slightly broken metal recognizing the key and popping the door open. 

You walked into your apartment, and placed your keys in the small, blue ceramic bowl that was sitting on the table to the left of the door. You gestured for Hoseok to follow you inside. 

“Where do you want me to put my coat?” He questioned, sliding the fabric off of his shoulders and throwing it over his left arm. 

“Oh, um, you can just hang it up right there.” You pointed to the hooks where your other coats were by the stairs. “Actually, I’ll just take it. My bag goes over there too.”

You took his coat from him and hung it up on the hook next to your bag. Next, you walked over to the kitchen, and opened one of the cupboards. Spotting the teabags on the shelf, you pulled yourself up a bit to reach the box. You placed them on the counter and grabbed a mug.

“Did you want anything to drink? I’m making tea.”

“No, I’m fine, thank you, though!” he smiled. 

You continued to make your tea, the man behind you following your movements with his eyes. Minutes later, when you were done pouring the boiling water into the mug with the teabag, you heard a soft meow coming from up the stairs. 

“Oh, is that your cat?” Hoseok asked. He must have heard her. 

“Yeah it is,” you laughed a bit. “I’m kind of surprised she’s awake right now.”

“Does she sleep a lot?”

“All the time. She is also pretty shy, which is probably why she didn’t come down when I opened the door.”

You watched as your cat ran down the stairs, her long, orange fur slightly flowing backwards. 

“She’s so cute!” Hoseok exclaimed, kneeling down and reaching his hand out towards her to sniff. 

She rubbed her head against his hand, silently asking for pets. He leaned closer to her and ran his hand over her back, softly putting the fur from her head towards her tail. 

“She reminds me of cheese, honestly.” He laughed and smiled.  

“I like to call her a cheese loaf. Her fur color matches perfectly.”

About an hour after your cat and Hoseok’s first meeting, they had abandoned you. You and Hoseok were sitting together on the couch, his left arm against the armrest, but your cat was sprawled next to him. She was cuddled up to his right side, his right arm going around her back to pet her. Her legs were stretching across the middle cushion, forcing you to sit alone on the right side of the couch. 

After watching Hoseok and your cheese loaf for about twenty minutes, you got sick of third-wheeling.

“Wow I invite my best friend over and what happens? I become a third wheel to him and my cat.” 

Your cat turns around and meows loudly at you, as if she understood what you said, and then turns back around to cuddle into Hoseok’s side again. 

“You did well today.” 

You let out a low whimper, feeling large hands run over the backs of your thighs and ass. You could tell there were welts there from the spanking and striking you’d received earlier, and your body reacted accordingly, jolting away from the large hands running over them with cooling gel. 

“It’s okay. Hey, just let me rub you down, Y/n. We can watch frozen 2 after this.” 

You look back, looking into your boyfriend’s eyes. 

Namjoon’s eyes held a kind, patient look in them. Leagues different from the dark twinkle they held in them just half an hour ago. 

The thought made a low whine pull from your chest and Namjoon smiled in understanding, working the lotion over the wounds before he sat back on his haunches. 

“Hm. You may have a few thin scabs in a few days, but nothing too bad. I’m so proud of you.” He praised, circling strong arms around you and carrying you into the bedroom. 

Water from the bath he had given you clung to your hair before he settled you on the bed, placing you delicately on your stomach as he dried your hair. You smile softly, closing your eye as he draped a towel over your shoulders before he stepped away. 

This was one of your favorite parts of aftercare. 

He came back a minute later with a blowdryer in hand, gently drying your hair before taking his time massaging your scalp with his long fingers. 

He had pulled rather hard….

A low mewl leaves your lips as Namjoon gently combs through your hair, working some sweet-smelling hair product into it. Your shoulders relax even more as Namjoon brushes your hair before he leans down and presses a kiss to your head. 

“You really did so well. I love you, Y/n.” He cooed, picking you up and carrying you to the head of the bed. You smile happily, kissing all over his face as you rest your head in his lap. He was careful to keep you off your bottom for the time being, turning on the movie as he idly massaged your shoulders and the back of your neck. 

"Are...you sure?"

"Yeah. I...I want to try."

You nod and lift Gahyeon's face, looking into her eyes before pressing your lips together. She hummed and cupped the side of your face, shyly spreading her legs as you run your hand down between her thighs.

You kept your lips sealed against hers, running your fingers in circles over her clit. She whined gently, putting a shaky hand over yours and moving it lower with a blush dusting her cheeks. She sent you a pleading gaze and you rewarded her with another kiss, pushing two fingers into her.

“You’ve become addicted to my fingers, haven’t you?” You hummed, breaking the kiss to focus on fingering her. Gahyeon nodded, moaning against your neck as she set her head on your shoulder, spreading her legs and holding the underside of her thigh to keep herself from closing them.

Gahyeon had admitted to you recently that she hadn’t had much experience with sexual exploration, so you took the time to help her become more attuned to her body's wants. With a kiss to her forehead, you nodded towards the mirror across from you as you quickened your fingers. She trembled, her brows pinching up as she watched her juices run between your fingers.

“O-Oh, oh oh oh my god-” She tilted her head back, her nails digging into her thigh as she squirmed when you pulled your fingers out. You smile at the flush to her cheeks and guide your hand to her lips, humming and thrusting your soaked fingers in and out of her mouth before guiding them back down between her legs, your voice a low purr in her ear as you worked her over the edge.

That’s how it started. With a gentle hand to guide her, make her more comfortable with what her body wanted and needed. You would’ve never expected this to come from it.

Though, you’re not exactly complaining.

Months later, the sweet, embarrassed version of your girlfriend is gone. She’s done some exploring of her own, finding written works and videos to find more things to try with you. You’d even came home sometimes to find her moaning in your sheets, her face illuminated by her phone and her fingers working a second or third orgasm out of herself as she cried your name out.

“M-Mmm?”

“What’s that, sweetheart? I can’t hear you.” You tease. She moans weakly, and you take the time to admire her.

She’s seated on your leg, rutting herself along your thigh and leaving it soaked as she presses her breasts against your chest. Her eyes keep fluttering as you casually adjust the remote to the two toys you have inside of her, one in her ass and one in her pussy. You smile darkly as she mumbles again around the ball gag in her mouth, drool running down her chin.

She’s shaking in your lap, and as her hips stutter and she desperately rolls her clit against your flexing thigh, you can tell she’s close to cumming again. Her moans increase in volume as you adjust the toys again, leaving them on the highest setting and sitting back to watch as she rolled her hips back and forth.

You can hear the sound of your name-though muffled-being cried out as she cums again, clamping her petite thighs tight around your thigh, her whole body wracked with trembles as she set her forehead down against your shoulder.

You hum and turn the toys off, gently adjusting her bubblegum pink bangs before tilting her head up to kiss the other end of the ball gag, smiling darkly at the way she moaned and subtly pressed closer.

“Does my girl want more?” You hum, unclipping the ball gag to give her time to relax her jaw and drink the water you had placed on the bedside table. She nods once she’s finished drinking, panting as her brows pinched up needily. You rid yourself of your underwear, laughing to yourself at how she fell to her knees without being told, looking up at you eagerly.

Part of you felt a little bit responsible for corrupting Gahyeon. The sweet, shy girl you laid with having since been replaced with the needy, downright wanton one in front of you.

“Wooyoung-ah. Do you want to go to my room?”

Wooyoung’s loud chatter only quieted marginally as he looked beside him at Hongjoong. They were on a Vlive in the dorms for once, playing a game of mafia. The usual chaos of the event was punctuated by Wooyoung subtly running his hand up and down Hongjoong’s thigh, squeezing him subtly whenever the room erupted into chaos.

Conveniently, Wooyoung was the one who ended up causing the most chaos, using the distraction to caress and squeeze Hongjoong’s thighs and ultimately his cock. The brunette sent Wooyoung a look, uttering the thinly laced warning as he tried to subtly move Wooyoung’s hand away from his cock. They’d be in hot water if any Atiny picked up on what he was doing.

“I dunno, hyung. Do I wanna go to your room?”

Seonghwa paused from his playful bickering with San and Yeosang to look in their direction before casting a small glance at the camera, clearing his throat and trying to steer them back into the game.

The moment the camera turned off, five of them moved to stand and leave as quickly as possible before Hongjoong blew his lid, before any of them could, he raised a finger.

“Ah. Just a moment. I’d like you all to join me in my room as well, since Wooyoung doesn’t know how to act.”

The boys exchanged a look with each other before glancing at Wooyoung, who suddenly found his nails real interesting.

Minutes later, Hongjoong has Wooyoung splayed over his lap, his pants dangling down past his ankle and his boxers bunched up around his thighs as Hongjoong brings a firm hand down across his ass.

“Fuck! Ah!”

“What did I say? Behave yourself during the Vlives. What if Atiny saw you, hm?”

“But they didn’t!”

Hongjoong clicked his tongue, the sound of another spank startling one or two of the boys across from them as they all watched. Wooyoung whined and squirmed against Hongjoong, but the rapper could tell it was all a front.

He never held the boys down in any way that they couldn’t fully raise themselves up from if they truly didn’t want the punishment. They made sure to use safewords during impact play, as well.

Plus, Wooyoung was rock hard against his thigh.

“Are you talking back to your hyung?”

Wooyoung seemed to think about his response for a moment before he huffed and looked away, a faux pout on his face. Hongjoong tutted.

“I asked you a question.”

“Oh, now you want me to talk?”

Seonghwa’s brows went up and both Mingi and Yeosang gasped audibly at the sass. Jongho crossed his legs and arms, tilting his head as he watched the second youngest dig himself into deeper trouble. Yunho watched quietly, a bottle of aloe vera lotion nursed in his large hands while San met Wooyoung’s eyes, his lips pulled up in a knowing smirk.

Hongjoong didn’t seem amused by it, however, and leaned down to growl in Wooyoung’s ear.

“Start counting. Miss a number or keep up with the shit-talking, and we’ll start all over again. We don’t have anywhere to be this week, I have time.” Hongjoong ordered. Wooyoung pouted still, but all the boys situated across from him could see the small curve of his lips.

As to be expected. Their favorite bratty boy.

Hongjoong took time spanking him, alternating between cheeks and strength. Sometimes he caught Wooyoung with a particularly hard spank when he was in the middle of counting and a simple arch of the brow told the younger man that he still was to count.

Minutes later and one trembling cry of ‘fifteen’ and Wooyoung let out a particularly loud whimper, cumming without warning against Hongjoong’s lap, his cheeks as red as his ass as a wave of embarrassment washed over at him for cumming untouched at mere spanking.

“Oh? Did you just cum? Just from being spanked?” Hongjoong’s cocky voice made Wooyoung’s hair stand on end at the back of his neck as he shyly looked up, blushing. Hongjoong smiled darkly and tilted his head.

“Look at that, getting your hyung all riled up and then not being able to finish your punishment before cumming all over yourself. Shameless.” Hongjoong taunted him and Wooyoung went dark red, covering his face as a small whine pulled itself from his throat.

Hongjoong ran a hand through his hair and kissed the top of his head.

“I missed you.”

There’s a rustle of clothes, a growl, a rip followed by a sharp gasp.

“I thought we’d gotten past the clothes ripping thing, Nono” Jaemin groaned, his blonde head thumping against the wall behind him, bearing his neck as Jeno kissed and licked at it, his breaths coming out in short puffs. Jaemin lifted his hand, running it over one of the large, triangular ears above Jeno’s burgundy hair.

A low growl rolled out of his throat and he lightly sucked a hickie into his skin, pressing himself against Jaemin’s leg.

“Missed you. It’s hot.” He mumbled. Jaemin looked down at him before an understanding smile tugged at the corner of his lips. He reached down, squeezing Jeno through his sweatpants, whistling when the other man bucked instantly, pressing his palms at either side of his head. Jaemin continued squeezing and stroking him through his boxers and pants, caressing Jeno’s ear as he practically melted in his hands.

“Then let’s get those clothes off of you, hm?”

The two of them stumbled to the bedroom, shedding articles of clothing left and right until Jaemin pushed Jeno to the bed, laughing merrily as he bounced from the motion. Jeno looked up, his cock standing stiff and ridgid against his abs as he watched Jaemin. The blonde turned around for him, bending slightly so Jeno had a full view of him slowly pulling the knotted plug out of his ass.

Jeno’s pupils dialated as he stared at his slightly gaped hole, his tail wagging behind him as he growled.

“N-nana? You wore a plug to work today?”

“Mhm. I did. I knew you’d be in your rut today so I got myself ready for you. The first day is always the most intense with you, isn’t it, puppy?” He hummed, crawling onto the bed on all fours. Jeno licked his lips, watching Jaemin reach around himself, spreading his cheek apart with one of his hands.

“Fuck, Nana...God, I just-”

“Jeno, I don’t thin the plug is enough.” Jaemin hummed, reaching behind him with a faux pout on his face. He slowly pulled the plug free, biting his lip as he heard the audible growl come from behind him. Jeno gripped the sheets hard, clenching and unclenching his fists.

“Jaem-”

“God, I wish I had my boyfriend’s thick knot inside of me instead.”

Jaemin knew he was poking the proverbial bear the moment he opened his mouth, and he was right. Mere seconds after he had uttered the words, Jeno’s strong arms circled his waist, pulling him back and all but tossing him onto the bed on his hands and knees. Jaemin laughed at the move, turning around to kiss the crescent eyed dog hybrid after he heard Jeno fumbling with a bottle of lube. Jeno gently deepened the kiss, his cock sliding between Jaemin’s cheeks.

“Nana, can I…?” Jeno tenderly asked permission, his cock hard and rigid against Jaemin’s hole. Jaemin smiled and reached back, cupping his cheek, looking him in the eyes as Jeno slowly pushed into him.

Jeno’s tail wagged at the low, content moan that left Jaemin’s mouth as he pushed into him. Jaemin bowed his head down, rocking forward with every thrust as Jeno’s cherry red dick sent him forward with each thrust. He whined, tilting his head to the side as Jeno nosed at his neck.

“Missed you,” Jeno panted, wrapping his arms around Jaemin’s torso, his pace fast and desperate almost immediately. Jaemin groaned, a low chant of Jeno’s name falling from his lips as the hybrid rocked into him.

“Missed you, missed you, missed you.”

“Jeno! F-fuck, I m-missed you too. I was thinking of you all day, just like this, bending me over my desk, the hood of my car, a-ah!” Jaemin arched up as Jeno bit into his shoulder, panting wildly as he increased his speed at the dirty talk.

“Oh? D-does my puppy like the sound of that? Of making me yours over every surface imaginable? Giving me your big knot? Hm?” Jaemin panted out, smiling as the words seemingly made Jeno swell inside of him. He continued talking, coyly praising the samoyed hybrid as he fucked an orgasm out of him. As Jaemin felt the waves of pleasure roll over him, Jeno’s pants increased, his nails digging into Jaemin’s hips as he came, thrusting desperately into Jaemin until his knot caught on his rim, too large for him to slide out anymore.

Jaemin’s eyes rolled back as he moaned, feeling Jeno’s cum fill him.

They weren’t done. Not by a long shot.

Jaemin closed his eyes, holding onto Jeno as he sat still inside of him, holding him close as his hips rolled every now and then. They sat together for hours, with Jeno’s cock still rock hard inside of Jaemin’s spasming hole. The two got comfortable, knowing they’d be joined for a while.

Jeno fluctuated between waves.

Sometimes he was content to sit with his cock nestled inside of Jaemin’s stuffed hole, other times he thrusted into him wildly, the primal urge to breed Jaemin leaving both of them in a quivering, whimpering pile together.

“Jaemin...Nana, I love you so much. Wanna give you my pups-” Jeno was just babbling at this point, speaking more with his instincts than anything else. Jaemin only laughed, his whole body thrumming with pleasure as he put his hand over Jeno’s on his stomach, turning to kiss him. He was sensitive, having came several times this evening from the hybrid’s marathon fucking.

“I love you, too. Cmon, let’s rest before you fuck another orgasm out of me and I’m no longer coherent.” He teased, turning to kiss Jeno over his shoulder before closing his eyes, still with Jeno situated firmly inside of him.

“Come now, you can’t get tired, love, catch your breath and get up again. We’ll never be full if you can’t take a few useless cocks.”

Gahyeon pouted from where she was resting, watching as the man her leader Minji was riding groaned and came inside of her. She rolled her eyes, rolling her hips down and continuing until she milked a second, weaker orgasm out of him. He was trembling below her by time she slid off of him, and she let out a small tut. 

“Only twice? Useless. Who’s next?” She hummed, lifting her leg and spreading her lips as cum rolled out of her.

They were succubi, and it had been ages since they’d let go of all of the fear of being caught by humans and wrangled up enough partners for a group ‘feast’. It really was nice to eat together once more. 

Even if the men they had all brought out to the woods were about as predictable as you’d expect. 

They always walk in thinking they’re in control. Minji and Handong are quick to put them in their place, and then the fun begins. 

“Harder! C’mon, what was that back in the bar about making me scream your name? That all you got?” Yubin is taunting somewhere from her left, and Gahyeon can see she’s got someone thrusting into her ass, his grip on her hips tight, though the tremble in his legs told both the younger succubi that there was no way he would last as long as he hyped himself up. 

“O-Oh! I-I’m-”

“Keep going, darling. Look at that, finally someone with a good enough cock to make one of us cum. Does it feel good?”

Yooheon’s legs are shaking as she bounces on one of the more endowed men’s lap, her eyes fluttering as Siyeon pressed her breasts against her back, rubbing her clit in quick circles as she purred sweet nothings to her. 

“Is he good enough? Hm? Will you cum and let him fill you, too? Such a greedy girl, I hope you eat well~” She purred, pinching her clit lightly between her fingers and laughing when Yooheon jolted and cried out, her thighs shaking as she came full force. Siyeon rubbed her clit relentlessly, looking down at the man rocking into her with a glint in her eye. 

“Fuck her until she squirts. You better treat my girl right.” 

His lips quirked cockily at the challenge as he sped up, fucking her already stuffed heat with wreckless abandon while Siyeon continued her honey-sweet ministrations. Gahyeon watched with her lip pulled between her teeth as Yooheon came again from the combined effort, her head thrown back as a loud cry left her lips. Siyeon held her still as she squirted, soaking the man’s cock and the ground below them as she mewled in delight 

As the youngest succubus pushed herself up and looked around, she found Handong and Bora showing off, staring each other down as they took multiple cocks at once. Handong was on her hands and knees, cum rolling down her thighs as she rolled her hips back, letting two of them fuck her already bred holes. She couldn’t speak with her lips wrapped around another person’s cock, but the coy brow she arched at Bora when she came with a cry, messily squirting all over herself as she was stuffed full told Gahyeon all she needed to know. 

‘What’s wrong? Throwing in the towel, already?’ She could practically hear the elegant, yet cocky way Handong’s voice would sound as she taunted their second oldest. 

“Ah~? What are you doing over there all by yourself?” 

Yubin’s voice startled her as she looked up, finding the succubus had finished her meal and was now standing before her, cum rolling down her thighs, though it wasn’t like any of them minded the mess at hand. Gahyeon leaned forward, burying her face between Yubin’s thighs to greedily lap at the juices, her eyes shining a deep magenta color as Yubin sighed in delight, spreading her legs ever so slightly. She ran her fingers through Gahyeon’s hair before giving her a tug, smiling at the moan the move elicited. 

“J-Just needed to catch my breath...I don’t have as big of an appetite as the rest of you, yet.” She admitted, though she reached up to spread Yubin’s lips, delving her tongue deep inside of her, coaxing some of the cum out of her. 

These guys could use some sweets, but thankfully her unnie was sweet enough herself to keep Gahyeon from being too displeased. 

Yubin let her eat her out for a few more minutes before she reluctantly pulled her off with a sigh when Minji called her over. The two of them immediately crossed the short distance between them and their leader, their eyes shining hungrily as Minji pulled away from the man she had been stroking to full hardness. 

The man on the ground probably had the biggest cock Gahyeon had ever laid eyes on. 

Well, for a human, anyway.

“Gahyeon, come here. You need to eat, lovely.” Minji’s voice was like honey as Yubin and at some point, even Siyeon gently pushed her back until she walked over to the man. She eyed his cock, feeling the desire to feed rise once again as she lowered herself, letting Minji tilt her head up and kiss her sloppily as she seated herself on his cock. She let out a muffled moan against her lips, arching her back as she felt herself stress delightfully from his girth and length. Minji caressed her face with her hand before she reached down to fondle her breast. 

“Look at your face, that’s exactly why unnie saved him just for you. Eat until you’re nice and full, my beautiful little whore.” She purred against Gahyeon’s lips as the man began to fuck up into her, his balls slapping against her ass with every thrust. She shook, clinging to him for purchase as he bounced her effortlessly. 

Handong and Yooheon joined, too, pressing kisses to her neck while Bora sat off to the side with Yubin, whining as they scissored each other, clinging to each other for dear life as they rubbed their sensitive cunts against one another. 

“Look at that bulge~ I knew he was big, but it’s been a while since a human was big enough for us for me to see a bulge. You must be so happy~” Siyeon purred in her ear, pressing her hand to where the bulge was along Gahyeon’s petite stomach. She looked down and panted, a pleasured coil snapping in her as she began moving her own hips, meeting him every time he thrust up into her. 

The small succubus had found her appetite back, and she almost felt bad for the men. 

Almost.