Day 15 - Favorite Unit
Thank you to @jinsankitten for the idea for this one! <33
The car hummed quietly, music playing low, but the real tension was in the back seat. Hyunjin sat beside y/n, nerves and anticipation written in his posture. y/n’s glance was anything but innocent; when she leaned close, her breath warm against his ear, Hyunjin’s jaw clenched, and a shiver ran down his spine.
Maintaining eye contact, y/n let her hand trail slowly over Hyunjin’s chest, feeling his heartbeat, then down across his waist to his lap. Her intentions were clear. Hyunjin’s breath hitched, lips parting as he tried to stay composed, but the hunger in y/n’s eyes made it impossible. She shifted, her movements slow and deliberate, every touch heightening his anticipation.
From the front seat, Changbin caught their interaction in the rearview mirror. A slow, knowing grin spread across his lips. “Looks like someone can’t help themselves,” he said, voice laced with dominance. “Hyunjin, keep your eyes on me. y/n, don’t stop unless I say so.”
Hyunjin gripped the seat, knuckles white, as y/n’s lips and tongue traced over his jaw and collarbone, leaving him breathless and trembling. Changbin’s voice guided them, low and commanding: “That’s it. Just like that. Don’t let him off easy.”
IN, unable to ignore the heat rising in the car, finally pulled over and parked, breathing in shaky gasps. He glanced at Changbin, pupils wide. “There’s no way I can keep driving with you three like this,” he admitted, voice rough.
Changbin reached over, squeezing IN’s shoulder, then let his hand settle firmly on IN’s thigh, thumb stroking slow circles. “Let me take care of you,” he murmured, tone a mix of command and comfort. The touch grounded IN, easing his tension as Changbin’s hand moved to take out his cock to give him relief.
In the back seat, y/n continued to go down on Hyunjin, her lips and tongue leaving him gasping, while Changbin’s dominance infused every movement. The car’s heat thickened, every moan and shudder amplified by trust and connection. Four voices mingled together, sharing pleasure and comfort, the world outside fading until only their warmth and anticipation remained.
Mingi settled into the armchair, gently guiding Y/N onto his lap. Her dress slipped up as she straddled one of his thighs, the cool press of his body against her bare skin intensifying the rush of anticipation. Mingi’s hands steadied her hips, his voice a velvet whisper in her ear, “Trust me, you’re safe.”
He brushed her hair aside, lips tracing along her neck before his fangs grazed her pulse. The moment he bit down, heat flooded Y/N’s body, the venom sending waves of warmth and longing from her neck all the way down to her crotch. Instinctively, her hips rolled against Mingi’s thigh, the friction delicious and overwhelming, every nerve heightened by the pleasure in her veins.
Across the room, Jongho watched, his gaze dark with hunger. He moved closer, kneeling beside the chair. Jongho’s hands slid up Y/N’s torso, one large palm cupping her breast through the thin fabric of her dress. His thumb brushed over her sensitive nipple, coaxing another breathless moan from her lips.
Jongho then gently took her hand in his, raising her arm so her wrist was exposed. He pressed a soft kiss to the delicate skin, locking eyes with her as if asking silent permission. When Y/N nodded, breathless and moaning, Jongho’s fangs sank into her wrist. The sensation was sharp and quick, then swiftly replaced by a new, dizzying wave of warmth and pleasure, mingling with the heat already flooding her body from Mingi’s bite.
Mingi’s strong arms held her steady as she found a rhythm, his thigh flexing beneath her, encouraging her movements. “That’s it, good girl,” he murmured, his voice thick with approval. With his mouth still at her neck, he drank slowly, savoring the taste of her and the way she trembled in his hold.
Jongho’s touch grew bolder, fingers teasing and exploring as he continued to support her, his other hand still caressing her fondling and pinching her breast, his lips lingering at her wrist as he drank. The combination of Mingi’s bite, the friction against his thigh, and Jongho’s attentive hands and fangs sent Y/N spiraling, lost in a haze of warmth, pleasure, and the deep, supernatural bond tying the three together.
With both vampires still feeding from her, their hands and mouths encouraging her, she felt herself teetering on the edge. Mingi’s voice rumbled against her skin, low and commanding, "That’s it, good girl. Let go for us." Jongho echoed him, his own tone soft but insistent, "You’re doing so well. Cum for us, sweetheart."
Their words and touch guided her through the overwhelming sensations, helping her chase that final wave of release as they drank, their praise and presence driving her higher until she finally tumbled over the edge, screaming and moaning their names as her orgasm crashed through her and they held her close while she trembled.
When the vampires finally drew back from their bites, Jongho pressed a gentle kiss to her shoulder, while Mingi’s lips lingered at her neck. They held her close, grounding her as the last waves of heat faded, leaving her dazed, breathless, and utterly cherished in their arms.
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