#seunglix

Warm hands gently massage your hips. You’re in a different position than the one you fell asleep in last night – rather than being enveloped by your boyfriend, you’re lying on your back with your legs spread wide. More than anything, though, as you keep waking up, the wetness coating your inner thighs is difficult to ignore. 

Still bleary with tiredness, you attempt to grind your hips in search of relief. His grip on you tightens and keeps you from moving further. The denial is finally enough to coax you awake. Blinking through your bleary vision, you look down to the foot of your bed. 

Seungmin lies between your legs, his wavy hair evidence of the early hour, already looking up at you with a softness reserved only for moments like this. His mouth hovers dangerously close yet tremendously far from where you need him. 

As he speaks, his breath barely ghosts over you. “God, you get so wet every night, you know that? Hardly had to touch you at all, and look at you, practically begging for me before you even woke up. You try to squirm into him again, but he holds you firmly in place.

“Mhm, was having a good dream,” you murmur. “Was a lot like this.” 

“Yeah? That means you’ll let me–” he cuts himself short to lick a stripe up your dripping pussy. Your gasp is almost overshadowed by his own moan. 

“God, can’t wait anymore,” he groans before diving back in. His tongue circles your clit, practiced and precise, stopping to lightly suck on it for a few seconds just to hear your pretty whines. 

He eats you out like a man starved, like he’s never had the opportunity before. He revels in it every time he gets you like this. His eyes flick upwards every so often to gauge your reactions.

Fuck, he’d stay here forever if he could. He’d do anything to keep using his tongue to make his girl feel good, to keep drawing out your gasps and uttered curses. At some point, his hands stopped holding you down and instead guided you to grind against his face. 

Burning heat quickly pools inside you. The extra friction only brings you closer to the edge. You’re helpless to the pleasure building up inside you. Your thighs tremble around his head and his name falls from your lips over and over.

Seungmin brings one hand off your waist and between your thighs, never stopping his tongue as he gently pushes in two fingers and curls them to brush against the perfect spot. 

“S-Seungie – gonna–” you try to warn him.

“Please,” he begs, groaning into your cunt. 

Your shared moans intertwine as your orgasm washes over you. His pace never falters, continuing to lap you up, working you through it. He only slightly pulls away when you start to whine from overstimulation. 

He presses a featherlight kiss into your inner thigh. “Happy birthday, pup,” he whispers. “We have time for one more before we’ve gotta get up.” 

Or. 

You’ve talked about it before: both him and Felix fucking you at the same time. Seungmin used your birthday as a convenient excuse to bring the idea to life. 

The air in your boyfriend’s bedroom is heavy with shared lust. 

“Fuck, she feels so good – so fucking good. You have no idea how lucky you are,” Felix babbles. He talks to your boyfriend as if you’re not even there, but you couldn’t respond, even if you wanted to. You stopped thinking properly the second Felix moaned, deep and loud, while teasing your clit with his tip. 

“Yeah, she does, doesn’t she?” Seungmin responds, voice already wrecked. Felix groans again as you squeeze around him, and Seungmin looks down at you with pride glittering in his eyes. 

Felix’s large hands grip onto the back of your thighs, supporting your legs with your knees nearly to your chest. Your calves bounce uselessly every time he pushes into you. Like this, he’s impossibly deep, and he can watch, entranced, while your wetness coats him, glistening around his cock every time he pulls out. He’s never seen anything more beautiful. 

He thought he could control himself. It’s becoming harder and harder not to snap the longer you feel like heaven wrapped around him; he doesn’t want to stop, never wants to stop, but fuck, he’s not going to last. 

You’re not either. It’s too much, you’re quickly going to unravel too early, you need something to suck on to ground you. 

Your eyes find Seungmin again – he’s staring at Felix disappearing inside your cunt, completely enamored with the sight. You paw at his arm, and his head snaps over to check on you. 

As best you can, you whine, “Mouth – please.”

Seungmin knows what you need. Of course he does. He’s more than willing to always give you exactly what you ask for. He grins back at you and shifts to rest on his knees beside your neck, positioning his cock to hang heavy above your lips. 

Felix only slows his pace to see what’s happening, but once he realizes, he speeds up again and lets out a low string of curses.

Seungmin hisses through his teeth when you take him into your mouth and thoughtlessly swirl your tongue around him. Instinctually, you hollow your cheeks around as much of him that fits – he’s not deep at this angle, but he doesn’t care. His tip prods against the inside of your cheek every time Felix rails into you. Drool threatens to spill out the side of your mouth, messy, always perfect for him. 

“That’s it, doing so well,” he moans, his head falling back and hips stuttering with immense effort not to push further into your throat. Felix moans like he was talking to him. 

You’ve already lost yourself in both of them. Unshed tears well up underneath your eyelashes. Your eyes squeeze shut, coil tightening in your belly, as you mindlessly suck your boyfriend while his roommate works between your legs. 

Yours and Felix’s releases hit within seconds of each other. You cum with a choked cry around Seungmin, tears welling up in your eyes. Your residual whines mix with Felix’s heavy panting as he attempts to ride it out. 

Wordlessly, Seungmin pulls out of your mouth. He leans down to capture you in a slow kiss, savoring the taste of himself on you. Distantly, Felix mutters, “Gonna kill me, can't do this only one day a year.” 

Seungmin straightens again, and barely gives you any time at all to come down before he’s rubbing your arm, lulling you out of your stupor. “Hey, roll over on your stomach, dummy,” he gently says. “Lixie and I are gonna switch now, okay?”

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