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You couldn't help the sounds escaping your lips as Jihoon's attached to your neck.

Seungcheol asks in a hushed tone as his hands slip under your shirt. “Can I take this off, love?” His eyes find yours as his hands smooth over your sides.

You think that Seungcheol has definitely seen you naked before. Under what context? You had no clue, but the sight would definitely not be new to him. And then there was the man behind you, who has without a doubt seen entirely too much of your body for the two of you to have never even fucked before, and vice versa. The thought makes your lips quirk upwards as you give Seungcheol the go ahead to be rid of the shirt.

It wasn't much of a shirt to begin with actually. Very cropped, very tight. Left no room for the imagination, just as you had intended. Landed you right in the position you're in right now, just as you intended (That and your jean skirt that stopped mid thigh).

The flimsy piece of fabric was practically ripped from your body. Seungcheol was losing patience. And as neutral as he tried to be, Jihoon had been at the end of his rope since you stepped outside earlier. It surely didn't help that there was no bra in sight. Just your bare chest. The shirt was much too tight for an actual bra. But they knew that already; they clocked it when they saw your nipples stiffen as you all waited for concession at the movies. Safe to say they were quick to throw their jackets at you.

If you had known that just a week ago, when sandwiched between the two men on the couch while watching Howl's Moving Castle, that it would progress to well… this. You might've complained less about how they were too beefy to be squishing you like that. Truthfully, you didn't mind. You never did. Especially not now. No, not like this. With their hands and mouths all over you.

“Fuck, Cupid.” Jihoon rasped as his hands immediately went to paw at your breast. “This is what you wanted right? When you came outside in this skimpy lil outfit, basically begging for us to fuck you,” he groaned.

You hummed in agreement.

At this moment, you decided to take some initiative. You sat up, turned around, and wrapped yourself around Jihoon. Your short skirt rolled higher up your thighs in the new position. If it weren't for the flimsy pair of lace panties you had on, your ass would be completely bare right now. Jihoon, forever a breast man, didn't waste any time burying his face into your tits. You threw your head back letting out soft moans as he licked and bit at your nipples.

For a moment Seungcheol just watched, before him a scene he only ever thought would occur in his dreams. But now this was very much real, and he was gonna savor every second of it. Seungcheol's hands smoothed down your thighs as he pressed himself into your back. One of your arms reached back and wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer to you. The feeling of something hard pressing into your ass wasn't lost on you as Seungcheol nipped at your ear and whispered.

“You have no idea how long I've wanted this.” He pressed himself impossibly closer to you. “How long we've wanted this.” He corrected.

Then a pair of hands (you were unsure of who's), started moving your body to grind against him (It was Jihoon). His basketball shorts did little to cover his erection. Your breath hitches at the feeling of his clothed cock against your heat. Those shorts had to fucking go. Your hands are quick to tug at Jihoon's clothes, his arms lifting to make it easier to remove his shirt. Jihoon didn't fight it when you pushed him back onto the bed, letting himself fall onto the sheets as you moved to rid yourself of your skirt.

So compliant, you thought.

Then something came to mind. Something that was very obvious when looking at two men's relationship dynamic. Something that Jihoon mentioned to you several years back.

A bottom. Today must be your birthday.

You crawled on top of the pale man, now in nothing but your sorry excuse for underwear. You heard Seungcheol groan from his spot, while Jihoon groped at every inch of flesh he could get his hands on.

“Fuck, baby, you're so pretty.” The latter moaned, squeezing your thighs to add emphasis.

Jihoon's porcelain skin was now stained a beautiful shade of red. Seungcheol moved to the side to get a better view, his lips twisting into a smirk as realization dawned on him. He moved closer, an encouraging hand smoothes down your back.

“Baby tends to be a little bratty, but I think he's gonna be a good boy for you today.” Seungcheol hummed. “Right?” He directed towards the younger man.

Jihoon's eyes narrowed at the Leo, he was clearly itching to argue with him. But then he looked back to you, and it suddenly became a lot easier to swallow his pride. “Of course.” He nodded, his face somehow growing hotter. He'd be really good for you. But just for today. Your eyes seemed to sparkle as you smiled at him. Or maybe for the foreseeable future.

You leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to your lover's lips. “Thank you, baby.” You hummed.

In that moment, Jihoon thinks he might never be able to say no to you. His arms wrap around you easily, pulling you closer to him. And then he glanced at your shared boyfriend on the side. Your fully clothed boyfriend. That's wrong. Jihoon pulls your face closer to his, bringing his lips to your ear.

“Cheolie looks a little hot over there in all those clothes.” He whispered.

Your brow ticked as you glanced at Seungcheol who, as Jihoon said, was still fully clothed. Yeah, that's wrong.

Jihoon smirked as his plan fell into motion. Seungcheol likes having the upper hand, one way he does that is by bargaining. “I'll take my shirt off if you behave,” or, and this was his favorite, “I only fuck good boys.” But now, with you here with them for the first time, he could watch his lover crumble in the way he always longs to without even lifting a finger. If he had to behave, so did Cheol.

Seungcheol seemed surprised when you reached over and tugged at his shirt. “Off,” you mumbled. “You can't be the only one not naked.”

Seungcheol's eyes narrowed at the man beneath you, now understanding what just happened, but he still obeyed your wishes. His T-shirt slid off his body with ease and you could not help but gawk. “Happy, love?” Seungcheol taunted.

Your eyes darted between him and Jihoon. Oh goodness. Both men were rather large, big bulging muscles making up their builds. Jihoon was a bit more slender, waist tapered like a runway model. While Seungcheol was bulk everywhere you looked, every inch of him screamed strong and reliable. Oh, it was nowhere near the first time you've seen their bodies, but in this setting where you couldn't look away if you wanted to? Consider your eyes virgin.

After a moment, your attention fully returned to the man beneath you. Jihoon looked damn proud of himself when your eyes met his, and you could tell he was getting confident with how hard he was squeezing your ass. But now it was your turn to have some fun. Your hands run down Jihoon's body until you reach the waistband of his shorts. You open your mouth to ask permission, but he was already lifting his hips for you. You hook your fingers around the waistband, pulling off the shorts and discarding them somewhere in the room. You turn back to find Jihoon already getting rid of his boxers, tossing them to the side.

You had to stop your jaw from dropping for maybe the 10th time that night. “Fuck.” You curse under your breath. Once again, Jihoon's dick was not a new sight to you. But seeing it hard, and for you at that, was a far cry from him asking if it was decent in high school.

You clenched around nothing. That pretty pale base slowly transitioned to his angry red tip. And fuck he was big. You needed him in your mouth as soon as possible. You said as much.

Jihoon leaned back on his elbows, propping himself up slightly. “You can do whatever you want to me,” he breathed out.

“Oh you might regret that, baby.” You raised a brow at him, the corners of your lips lifting.

“I don't think I will.” His smile was mischievous, but the glint in his eye was nothing but lust.

You didn't waste anymore time, leaning down and licking stripe up his length. Jihoon groans at the sensation, his hands immediately gripping the sheets when you take his tip into your mouth. You wouldn't call yourself a blowjob expert, but you knew how to make a man crumble. And that's exactly what you intended to do as you took him further into your mouth. Jihoon's hips jerk, pushing himself further in your mouth, his tip touching the back of your throat. You fight the urge to gag at the intrusion, adjusting to his size before bobbing back up and sucking at the tip. It doesn't take long to find a rhythm that has Jihoon whining and moaning, his sounds only spurring you on. You hum at the weight of his cock on your tongue.

The sight before you was heavenly. Pale skin hot and flushed, hands gripping the sheets to try and keep himself grounded, face contorted in pleasure as you continued your ministrations. Everything about it made you gush. It was only natural the way your hips started grinding into the bed in search of stimulation.

“So greedy,” Seungcheol mumbled. “Already got a cock in your mouth, need one for that pretty cunt?” The thought had you clenching around nothing.

Then you felt Seungcheol move behind you, his hands grabbing your hips and lifting your lower half. He let out a groan as he took in the sight between your legs. “Your already such a fucking mess.” He pushed your panties to the side, running his fingers between your folds, causing you to moan around Jihoon. Then you fully slid off of him when Seungcheol slid his fingers inside of you.

You gasped at the intrusion, clenching around him. You tried to focus on Jihoon, but the way Seungcheol curled his fingers had your back arching as you pushed your ass back into him. Your nails dug into Jihoon's thighs as the man sat up and grabbed your arms to help steady you. Jihoon was only mildly annoyed by your early departure. He wanted to cum on your cunt anyways.

“Shit, pretty girl.” Jihoon had the nerve to laugh at you. “When was the last time someone fucked you?”

You were desperate. Very desperate. And sensitive. Clearly no one's touched you in a while. “It not easy to- ah fuck! Right there! -to get fucking laid… when you've got to men flanking you at all times.” You managed to grit out between screams. You didn't sound as annoyed as you wanted to, what with you moaning and crying while Seungcheol fucked you with his fingers, but you think the message got across.

Jihoon still laughed at you. “If you had asked us-”

“Being good means no talking back, baby.” Seungcheol narrowed his eyes at the younger man. “But he's right,” he leaned down and whispered to you, “You really should've asked us.”

There was an argument on the tip of your tongue. One that you've spat at them several times since this all started. Something about being decent and not being a whore. But you couldn't manage to get it out this time around. And the thought completely vanished when Seungcheol slid a third finger inside of you.

“Fuck, Seungcheol! Oh my god!” You were so fucking close. Just a little more.

Then Jihoon leaned down, his hand on your chin pulling you up to meet him half way. “Or maybe you wanted us to fuck you the entire time but you were too embarrassed to admit it?” His voice was low.

(You weren't going to admit it anytime soon, but he was right. There were only so many places your mind could go when you've walked in on your extremely attractive best friends fucking as many times as you have. You initially felt terrible for the thoughts that clouded your mind, but now that you know what you know, clearly it was the desired outcome).

This is what Seungcheol meant. He was taunting you. And it was working. The look in his eyes, the way he lowered his voice, the smirk resting on his lips. It sent you over the edge. You grinded your hips back as your release washed over you. Seungcheol didn't stop his movements, fucking you through your orgasm. When your breathing evened out, he pulled out his fingers and let you fall back into him. His arm wrapped around your waist and he pressed kisses to your forehead.

“Good girl.” Seungcheol whispered to you. Then he tilted his head, asking Jihoon to come closer. Jihoon obeyed, and when Cheol tapped his fingers that were just inside of you against his lips, Jihoon wasted no time taking them into his mouth and licking them clean. Your eyes glazed over at the sight. “See, love?” Seungcheol spoke to you. “Baby can be good when he wants to.” You couldn't see his face but you could hear the mirth in his voice. It made you smile.

Jihoon rolled his eyes as leaned on Seungcheol's shoulder. “You're not tired are you?” he asked you, his head tilting to the side as Seungcheol trailed kisses down his neck.

You thought about it. The answer was no, not when Seungcheol hadn't even pulled out his dick yet. “Fuck no.”

“Good,” he mumbled, reaching to finally get rid of your soaked panties. Jihoon then sat right between your legs and started stroking his cock. “Gonna cum on your pussy, okay?” You'd rather feel his length inside you, but you think he's getting impatient.

Seungcheol then leaned down and whispered to you, “Wanna try something, love?” You looked at the man, and what he said next made your breath catch in your throat.

You looked back at Jihoon who clearly really wanted to cum, but maybe just a little bit. “Wait,” you started, prying yourself out of Seungcheol's arms and pushing Jihoon down for the 2nd time that night.

“Fuck.” Jihoon cursed under his breath. He thought to say something about how you refuse to let him cum, but he did say you could do whatever you wanted to him.

You crawled between Jihoon's legs, taking note of how your positions had swapped. Safe to say Jihoon was surprised when you pushed his knees up, putting his ass on display. He didn't have time to question it because you were already spreading his cheeks and giving his hole a tentative lick.

“Oh-” was all Jihoon could get out before you started properly going down.

Lathering his hole with your spit and slowly prodding at it with your fingers so you could slide your tongue in. You thoroughly enjoyed the way he whined and moaned, one of his hands gripping the sheets, the other wrapping around the head of his cock. He shakily stroked himself while you fucked him with your tongue.

Jihoon got louder, his voice pitched higher. Then, his breath hitches, and he released. Thick ropes of cum spilled onto his stomach and in your hair. You lifted your head, only somewhat perturbed by the cum sticking to what was once a side bang. You squeezed Jihoon's thigh while he caught his breath. Your eyes glanced over the white ribbons coating his stomach. Fuck it. You leaned down and licked up the mess, humming at the bitter taste.

Seungcheol, who was sitting right next to you, had gone eerily quiet. He thinks he's going to implode. He was painfully hard under his sweats, and the way you just licked up Jihoon's cum and proceeded to shove your tongue down his throat? Yeah Seungcheol was gonna burst.

When you pulled away from Jihoon, he immediately clocked the look in his lover's eyes. Your shit was about to get rocked. “I think Cheolie needs some attention.” He whispered to you.

You looked over to Seuncheol who had been focused on pleasuring you and Jihoon this entire time. He was definitely about to blow. So you crawled on top of him, throwing your arms around his broad shoulders. He looked like he was gonna eat you. You fought the urge to grind down on him for now. You wanted to know exactly what he wanted. Seungcheol's arms wrapped around your waist, pressing your chest flush against his.

“Cheol~” You hummed. Your hand reached up to hold his face. “What can I do for you, my love?”

Seungcheol's eyes narrowed. “For me?” You nodded. He grabbed your hand, pressing the palm to his lips. He closes his eyes and breathes you in, after a few seconds he opens them, somehow something even more untamed flickering in them. “Gonna let me fuck you, love?”

You thought that much was obvious, but you still replied in earnest. “Of course.”

You don't think it was even a second before Seungcheol was pushing you onto the bed and removing his sweats and boxers all at once. His cock was massive, and he was so girthy. You had to wonder for a moment if he would fit, though you didn't have to wonder too long because he was already sliding into you. The stretch. My god the stretch. It made your breath catch in your throat. Your nails dug into Seungcheol's back and he pressed a kiss to your forehead.

“Breathe, baby.” Seungcheol's movements were slow, it was going to take you a minute to adjust to his size, especially since you hadn't been sexually active recently. Maybe he should've stretched you out a bit more? Well it was too late now, he just had to be careful.

You took a deep breath as Seungcheol bottomed out. It didn't really hurt, it was just a lot.

“Good girl.” Seungcheol kissed you softly, moving his hand to massage your side. “You okay?”

Hearing Cheol talk you through it gave Jihoon insane deja vu. Oh he remembers his first time with Seungcheol well. He cried. So you're already doing much better than him. Jihoon let a slight smile grace his features. Now he can remember all of his first times with you. He reached for your hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze. You returned his smile with one of your own.

It was about a minute later when you finally felt comfortable enough for Seuncheol to move. He went slowly, just the same as when he came in. After just a few thrusts, you could feel the pleasure starting to spark. Soft, quiet moans left your lips, encouraging Cheol to go a little faster. Before long, he found a steady pace. One that had your eyes rolling back, and your walls clenching around him.

“You're taking me so well, love.” Seungcheol mumbled. You did not have the capacity to respond to, or even acknowledge him other than the way his cock was rearranging your guts.

Every single thrust of Seungcheol's hips had you seeing stars. And you knew you wouldn't last much longer. Your orgasm was approaching quickly.

“Oh my god!” You cried. You were right there. “Cheol please please please please-”

“I got you, love.” Seungcheol whispered, his hand slipping between the two of you. His thumb found your clit, applying pressure to the bundle of nerves. “Gonna cum for me like a good girl?”

You felt all the air evacuate your lungs, your orgasm knocking the air out of you. Seungcheol fucked you through it as you squirted all over his cock, your juices spraying all over his abdomen. You felt Jihoon's hand squeezing yours in an attempt to bring you back down to earth.

“Breathe, pretty girl.” He peppered your shoulder with kisses.

Seungcheol brought his hand to your face, his thumb caressing your cheek. You took a deep breath before breathing out slowly. “There she is.” Seungcheol smiled at you.

It wasn't long before his release hit him. Seungcheol pulled out, his cum painting your cunt white. The feeling made you shiver, overstimulated after everything that just transpired.

You didn't have much energy left, your limbs felt like jello when Seungcheol pulled you up and into his arms. He whispered praises and sweet nothings to you while he peppered your face with kisses. You heard him and Jihoon exchange a few words, all of which went over your head. But then you were being laid in Jihoon's lap, and Seungcheol got up, pulled on his sweats, and disappeared into the bathroom.

Your eyes drifted shut and Jihoon whispered to you, fully not expecting a response. “A hot bath sounds nice doesn't it? We'll get you all washed up and into fresh clothes.” His hands drew invisible patterns into your skin. Ones that flowed down your chest and swirled around your arms. “I'm so happy that you're here. Just in general with us, I mean. I think I've said that a lot lately, but I can't really help it, I don't really want to either. I love you a lot, and I have for a long time. And Seungcheol… well I'm sure he's told you plenty, but he says he's been memorized by you since the moment he met you. He thinks you bewitched him.” Jihoon's laugh was soft and full of awe.

“But he's just joking. He knows his love for you is real.” He muttered as if to reassure you. “I think… I should shut up. I feel like I'm on drugs.”

All that he was saying just barely registered to you as actual words, but you heard ‘I love you,’ loud and clear. You fought through your drowsiness and willed your hand to take perch on Jihoon's chest beside your head. “I love you and Cheol.”

You couldn't see it, but Jihoon was smiling like an idiot. Cheol, however, was able to take it all in when he returned from running the bath.

“What's that look for?” He asked, lifting you into his arms. You became more alert upon realizing you were in the air, wrapping your limbs around Seungcheol like your life depended on it.

Jihoon then whispered, almost like it was a secret, “she loves us.”

This made Seungcheol beam. It was still a little difficult to wrap his head around, but you were here, with them, proving it every second you stayed. Seungcheol shifted you so he could reach out his hand to Jihoon. “Come on, you too.”

Jihoon was quick to grab his lover's hand and follow him to the bathroom. He stepped in the bath first and waited patiently as Seungcheol helped you in. You were now more awake as your body came in contact with the water. Jihoon received you with open arms, pulling your back to his chest.

“Okayyyy,” Seungcheol started. “I'm gonna change the sheets and probably shower in the hall. Let me know when you're ready to get out.”

You and Jihoon hummed and Seungcheol damn near had a heart attack at the sight of you two all smushed together and surrounded by bubbles. This shit was the air in his lungs.

You and Jihoon -after a lot of kiss breaks- scrubbed every sticky substance from your bodies. You also asked Jihoon how the fuck he isn't constantly walking with a limp after fucking Seungcheol. He tells you practice makes perfect. Of course. You didn't have to call for Seungcheol because he had already finished cleaning up and had curled up by the tub by the time you and Jihoon were done. He helped you out first, patting you dry with a soft towel and wrapping it around your body. He then did the same with Jihoon and then presented you both with fresh clothes.

You let out a hum as you slid on one of Seungcheol's T-shirts. “I could get used to this.”

“Good,” Seungcheol patted your hair with a towel. “You have forever to do so.”

“Cheol, that sounds like you're imprisoning h-”

Jihoon was cut off by Seungcheol shoving the towel in his face before moving to dry his hair. “No more!” The older man announced. “We've made it official, we've been on dates, and now we've fucked to hell and back! I will say as I please!” He playfully shook the younger.

You giggled at their shenanigans. This is what having two boyfriends looks like. And as Seungcheol said, you had forever to get used to it.

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An: I really don't have a lot to say about this, it kinda speaks for itself. Two bad bitches at the same damn time. Good stuff.