yazu

You stir in the warmth of Josh’s lodge bedroom, the lingering scent of cedar and woodsmoke wrapping around you like a blanket. The walls are adorned with framed photos, capturing memories of happier times before tragedy cast a long shadow over the Washington family’s lives. A fire crackles softly, one that you don’t remember lighting, it's flickering flames lulling you more profoundly into sleep, away from the tension that hung in the lodge since the fateful night the group reunited.

But all that changes with a piercing scream.

You bolt upright, heart racing as the echoes of panic fill the air. Your friends—you recognise their voices even through the disorienting haze of sleep. Swinging your legs off the bed, you feel the chill of the wooden floor against your bare feet. Anxiety coils in your stomach as you pull on your sweater and leggings, the familiar scent of Josh lingering in the fabric.

“Josh?” you call softly, but the room is silent, except for the shouts. With a sinking feeling, you reach the door, the foreboding weight pressing down on you.

The lodge is dark, with shadows looming as you navigate through the narrow hallway. Each scream grows louder as you descend the staircase, your breath quickening with each step. You can feel the oppressive atmosphere thickening around you, almost suffocating.

You reach the bottom of the stairs and hesitate, the basement door slightly ajar. The screams have ceased, replaced by an eerie silence that makes your skin crawl. Mustering your courage, you open the door and descend into the dimly lit basement.

The air is cold and heavy, suffocating in tension, wrapping around you like a vice and making your stomach churn. Flickering lights cast chaotic shadows against the stone walls, and as you step deeper into the space, you spot a figure standing in the centre—a silhouette you recognise all too well. It’s Josh and he’s wearing… dirty, old overalls?

“Josh!” you call out, your voice echoing off the walls. But something is dreadfully off. He doesn’t turn, doesn’t acknowledge your presence. He stands motionless, his back to you, staring at something unseen, his posture rigid and unyielding.

“Y/N,” he finally speaks, his voice low and unsettlingly calm, as if the warmth of human connection has slipped away. “You shouldn’t be here.”

“What’s going on?” you ask, unease creeping into your voice. “Where are the others? I heard screaming.”

He turns slowly, and you recoil at the emptiness in his eyes as if he’s lost somewhere far beyond reach. “You don’t need to worry your pretty little head. I’m not letting you be a part of this. You shouldn’t even be here; you should be upstairs sleeping! I even set a fire for you to help you sleep better.”

“Well, it’s kind of hard to sleep when I hear people screaming bloody murder,” you shoot back, your pulse quickening, fear gnawing at your insides. “What the hell is going on?”

“Nothing! Nothing is going on! Would you drop it already?” he snaps, his frustration boiling over, a wildness flickering in his eyes, sending chills racing down your spine.

“Why are you acting like this?!” you demand, stepping closer, your anger igniting the air between you. You catch sight of his hands trembling, fingers twitching as if desperately trying to suppress something dangerous.

“Because I’ve done something terrible and sadistic, and none of the others are ever going to have anything to do with me again! That’s why you cannot be a part of this!” he exclaims, his voice rising, an unsettling mania building in his frightening and heartbreaking tone.

“What did you do, Josh?” you ask, your heart pounding as fear and anger collide, a storm within you.

“Please, just go upstairs and stop asking questions,” he pleads, his voice strained, panic threading through his words, twisting your stomach in knots.

“Josh, this is insane! You can’t just—” you start, but he interrupts, urgency threading through his tone.

“No! You don’t understand! I can’t let you see this,” he insists, his eyes darting around the room as if haunted by unseen phantoms. “It won’t be pretty, and I don’t want you to get caught up in it. I can’t lose you too. Please, you have to go back upstairs.”

Your heart drops as you approach him cautiously, studying how his shoulders are tense, poised on the brink of collapse. “Josh, please, talk to me,” you plead, stepping closer. “We can figure this out together.”

In a sudden, frantic motion, Josh steps back, shaking his head vehemently, a manic energy radiating from him that makes you instinctively recoil. “I don’t need your help! I don’t need anyone!”

You grab his arm, your grip firm as you prevent him from retreating. “Are you serious? Was this trip your way of getting into my pants? Because you sure find it easy to drop me straight after sleeping with me!”

His eyes widen in shock, the hurt flashing across his face, but you’re too consumed by anger to back down. “You think this is easy for me?” he retorts, his voice trembling. “I’m trying to protect you from this mess!”

“By shutting me out?” you fire back, your heart racing with fear and fury. “By walking away? That’s not protection; it’s selfishness.”

He stares at you, his expression shifting from defiance to despair. “Y/N, please…” His voice cracks, and for a brief moment, you catch a glimpse of the boy you fell for—the one who would never turn away from you, no matter the circumstances.

“You don’t know what they did,” he murmurs, a haunting smile ghosting across his lips. “You weren’t there. They took everything from me.”

Conflict swirls in his gaze, and for a heartbeat, the fight within him begins to waver. “I don’t want you to see me like this,” he finally admits, his voice breaking under the weight of his anguish.

He hesitates, and you see the pain etched deep in his expression. “I’m giving them what they deserve,” he replies, the weight of his words heavy and dark. “They took everything from me, and I won’t let them take you away too. Please, go back upstairs.”

The moment's intensity hangs between you like a taut wire, the darkness closing in. You stare at Josh, grappling with the dichotomy of the man you love and the stranger he’s become. “What do you mean, ‘giving them what they deserve’? Who are you talking about?”

He clenches his jaw, refusing to answer, the inner turmoil evident in his strained features. You step closer, desperate to bridge the chasm between you. “Josh, you can’t just shut me out like this. I’m not afraid of you. I’m afraid of losing you.”

The flickering light casts eerie shadows across his face, and in that moment, you see the pain that’s etched into his features. “You don’t understand,” he whispers, voices low and raw. “You can’t understand what they did. It’s not just about me anymore. I have to finish this.”

“Finish what?” you press, your voice steady despite the turmoil inside. “What’s going on down here? If you’re in danger, I want to help you. We can face it together.”

He shakes his head violently, tears brimming in his eyes, an unsettling fear radiating from him. “You think it’s that simple? They’re not just people; they’re monsters. They took everything from me, and now it’s my turn to make them pay. I won’t let you be a part of this. You deserve better.”

“I don’t care about what I deserve! I care about you, Josh!” Your voice rises, echoing off the cold stone walls, desperation lacing your words. “Don’t push me away. If you think isolating yourself will keep me safe, you’re mistaken. It’ll only push me further away.”

The tension in his shoulders eases for a moment, and you see a flicker of hope in his eyes. “Y/N…” he starts, but then he falters, the wall around him hardening again. “I can’t let you get involved in this. You don’t know what I’m capable of. You don’t know what they’re capable of.”

You take a deep breath, grounding yourself in the gravity of the situation. “Then let me help you figure it out. You can’t do this alone, Josh. You’re not alone anymore.”

He turns his back to you again, and your heart sinks, a wave of despair crashing over you. You want to scream, shake, and make him see reason, but instead, you take a step back, trying to breathe through the rising panic. “Josh, please, I’m begging you. Talk to me. Tell me what’s going on. If this is about revenge, then it’s going to consume you. It’s not worth it.”

His silence is deafening, the shadows creeping closer, wrapping around him like a noose. You inch forward again, unwilling to let the distance grow. “What did they take from you?” you ask gently, your voice barely above a whisper, hoping to pierce the dark veil enveloping him.

He hesitates, and you see the battle raging in his mind. “They took… they took my sisters,” he finally admits, his voice cracking under the strain. “They took my family, and I wasn’t there to protect them.”

Your heart aches for him, the depth of his pain crashing over you like a tidal wave. “I’m so sorry, Josh,” you murmur, tears stinging your eyes. “But this isn’t the way to make it right. This won’t bring them back.”

“I don’t want them back,” he snaps, but the anger is undercut with sorrow, the edges fraying. “I just want them to pay for what they did. I want to feel something—anything but this empty rage inside me.”

You take another step closer, heart racing as you reach out, your hand brushing against his arm. “Then let me help you. Don’t let this rage destroy you. You’re stronger than this. We can find another way to honour their memory.”

He turns to face you, his eyes glistening with unshed tears, the turmoil within him still raging but beginning to soften. “I don’t want to hurt you,” he whispers, vulnerability etching across his features, deepening the ache in your heart.

“You won’t,” you promise, stepping closer, your voice resolute. “We’ll find a way through this. Together.”

For a heartbeat, it feels like the walls around him might crumble, but then he pulls away, shaking his head. “No, I can’t risk it. I won’t let you be part of this darkness.”

You take a deep breath, the cold air filling your lungs as you try to steady yourself against the gravity of it all. “Then what? You’ll just shut me out? You’ll go through this alone?”

For a heartbeat, it feels like the walls around him might crumble, but then he jerks away, shaking his head with wild desperation. “No, I can’t risk it. I won’t let you be part of this darkness.”

You take a deep breath, the cold air filling your lungs as dread settles in your chest. “Then what? You’ll just shut me out? You’ll go through this alone?”

His eyes are wild, flickering with an inner conflict that twists your gut. “I don’t know how to just… let it go.”

“Then don’t let it go alone,” you plead, reaching out to cup his face in your trembling hands, your heart racing in the thick, oppressive air. “You can’t do this alone, Josh. We can face it together. You don’t have to carry this weight by yourself. Let me be with you.”

The tension in his frame wavers for a moment, and you catch a glimpse of hope igniting in his gaze. “I wish I could just go back to being normal… to being happy,” he murmurs, his voice tinged with regret and a hint of mania.

“Then let’s work on that together,” you urge, your hand still on his face, your fingers brushing against the stubble of his jaw. “You don’t have to lose yourself in this darkness. Let me help you find your way back.”

The silence stretches between you like a taut wire, the world's weight pressing down. As you stand there, staring into his eyes, you see the flicker of a fragile spark amidst the storm of his despair.

“Okay,” he finally says, his voice breaking slightly, urgency threading through his words. “But you have to promise me one thing.”

“Anything,” you reply, heart pounding.

“Promise me you won’t give up on me, no matter how far I fall,” he whispers, the vulnerability in his eyes cutting straight through to your heart, the weight of his desperation almost palpable.

“I promise,” you say, tears welling up. “We’ll get through this together, Josh. I won’t let you go.”

He nods, a single tear escaping down his cheek, but the spark of hope quickly dims. “I’m scared,” he admits, his voice trembling, the manic edge returning, his eyes darting around as if haunted by unseen horrors.

“I know,” you reply softly, wiping the tear away with your thumb. “But we’ll face that fear together. You don’t have to do this alone anymore.”

The tension crackles in the air, thick and charged, as Josh’s vulnerability battles with something darker within him—your heart races as you stare into his conflicted eyes, desperate to bridge the chasm between you. Without thinking, you close the gap, your breath mingling with his.

At that moment, something shifts within Josh. He hesitates, then, without warning, he pulls you into his arms, enveloping you in warmth and safety. The weight of the world slips away as you lean into him, seeking solace in the embrace.

But then you sense the urgency in his movements, the frantic energy surging beneath the surface. The outside world fades, and all you can feel is the moment's intensity. Without even realising it, your lips find his. The kiss is tentative at first, exploring the vulnerability you both share. But as the heat between you builds, it transforms into something urgent and desperate—a frantic plea for connection that speaks to the chaos swirling around you.

You melt against him, feeling him respond as he deepens the kiss, pouring everything he thinks into that moment. His lips are warm and inviting, igniting a fire inside you, and you lose yourself in him. Your fingers tangle in his hair, pulling him closer as if trying to erase the distance between you.

But just as abruptly, he pulls away, breathless, his forehead resting against yours. “Y/N,” he whispers, his eyes filled with a manic intensity that makes your heart race. “I’m sorry, but I can’t let you in now. Not with this. After is a different story; I’ll tell you everything.”

The chill of his words slices through you, and reality crashes back in. “Josh—”

Before you can finish, he reaches into his pocket, confusion turning to dread as you see him pull out a small cloth. Your stomach drops, panic surging through you like icy water.

“Josh, what are you doing?” you ask, your voice shaking, a sense of dread coiling tightly around your chest.

“I’m sorry,” he repeats, anguish etched across his face, his eyes wide and frantic. “I have to protect you.”

Without warning, he lunges forward, pressing the cloth against your mouth and nose. Instinctively, you struggle, fear coursing through your veins as the suffocating scent of chloroform envelops you. You claw at his hands, desperation surging, but your body betrays you as darkness seeps into your vision.

“Josh, no!” you gasp, but your words dissolve into silence, swallowed by the overwhelming haze. The frantic look in his eyes pierces through the fog, revealing the chaos of his spiralling mind.

“Just for a moment,” he murmurs, his voice distant and strained, tinged with a frantic urgency that sets your heart racing. “Don’t be scared; I’ll take care of you. I’ll make it right, I promise. I need time—just a little time to fix this.”

And then, with a final, shuddering breath, everything fades to black.

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The soft crackle of firewood breaks through the heavy silence, pulling you from unconsciousness. Your eyelids flutter open, and it takes a moment for your surroundings to come into focus. The flickering flames dimly lit the small cabin, casting dancing shadows on the wooden walls. You sit up, disoriented, your muscles stiff and aching as you take in the cozy but foreign space.

You glance down to find yourself wrapped in a thick blanket, and underneath it, you’re dressed in an oversized jacket that smells faintly of Josh—woodsy and warm. It swallows you whole, the weight of it grounding you as you scan the room.

An array of snacks is laid out on a small table nearby: bags of chips, a few granola bars, and a thermos of hot cocoa, steam rising in lazy curls. The sight is strangely comforting but does little to quell the unease gnawing at your insides. Where are you? What happened?

As your mind clears, you push the blanket aside and swing your legs over the bed's edge, feeling the cabin floor's coolness against your feet. You spot a piece of paper propped against a half-burned log in the fireplace. The neatly typed letters starkly contrast the rustic chaos around you, and you rise to retrieve it, your heart pounding in your chest.

You unfold the letter, your eyes scanning the words with growing anxiety:

Y/N,

If you’re reading this, you’re awake. I know you’re confused and maybe even scared. I’m so sorry for what I did to you. I couldn’t think of any other way to protect you. I had to get you away from everything.

I’ve spent so long planning this, and I know it sounds wild—because it is. I wanted to pull a prank on my friends. I wanted them to be scared, to experience that heart-pounding rush of fear that comes when you think your life is in danger, but I never wanted them to be hurt. I didn’t want them to suffer like my family did. I wanted to make a point, to show them how fragile life can be, but they didn’t see it that way.

So, I dressed up as a killer—in those overalls you saw me in. I spent weeks piecing together the costumes, researching horror movies for inspiration, and trying to channel the terror that would haunt their dreams. I used fake blood, a mask, and everything to make it feel authentic without crossing the line.

When I saw the genuine fear in their eyes, it twisted something inside me. It was as if I had become the monster I was pretending to be. I realised then that I had pushed things too far. I lost sight of the line between fun and horror, and once you cross that line, there’s no going back.

When I saw what they did to my sisters, how could I resist this? How could I let them go on living their lives while mine was shattered? So, I created a nightmare for them, a taste of the horror that took everything from me. But now I realise it’s too late for regrets.

I know I’ve gone too far and can’t undo what I’ve done. I didn’t want you to be part of this madness, Y/N. You deserve better than this chaos.

You are my light in the darkness, and I can’t bear to lose you too. I just needed time to figure things out, to find a way to make things right.

Please forgive me. I’ll be back as soon as I can.

Love,

Josh.

You read the letter twice, each word slicing through you like ice. Shock gives way to anger, fear, and overwhelming sadness. Josh’s intentions may have stemmed from a place of love, but his actions were reckless and dangerous. He had crossed a line, dragging you into the depths of his madness.

Setting the letter aside, you wrap the jacket tighter around yourself, feeling its weight as if it holds pieces of him—his warmth, scent, and shared memories. But now, those memories feel tainted, overshadowed by what he’s done.

You pace the small cabin, anxiety bubbling up as the reality of your situation sinks in. You’re alone on Blackwood Mountain, isolated from the world, and he’s somewhere out there—lost in his turmoil.

Your heart races as you wonder: How far has he gone? You approach the window, peering into the darkened woods surrounding the cabin. The trees loom like sentinels, shadows creeping ominously in the dying light.

You can’t just wait here. You have to find him. You have to make him see reason, to pull him back from the brink before he loses himself entirely to the darkness. Gathering your resolve, you take a deep breath, trying to steady your shaking hands.

With newfound determination, you head toward the door, knowing you must find Josh and confront him about his choices—before it’s too late.

You take a deep breath, heart pounding as you inch toward the cabin door. The stillness of the night is oppressive, a suffocating blanket that wraps around you, making every instinct scream for you to turn back. But you push through, determined to find Josh, to confront him about the madness he has unleashed.

As you swing the door open, the icy air hits you, and the moonlight spills into the cabin, illuminating the expanse of snow-covered ground outside. You step out, every nerve in your body on high alert. The forest looms around you, shadows twisting in the pale light.

Suddenly, a chilling howl echoes through the trees, sending a shiver down your spine. You freeze, straining to see through the darkness. That’s when you glimpse it—a creature, grotesque and otherworldly, its long limbs twisted and elongated, eyes glowing like embers in the night.

Panic surges through you, an instinctual fight-or-flight response kicking in as the creature turns its head, locking its eyes on you. In that moment, all rational thought vanishes. You stumble backward, heart racing, and slam the door shut behind you. Adrenaline propels you into the small cabin as you dart toward the nearest hiding place—the bed.

You drop to the floor and scramble beneath it, your breath quick and shallow. The world around you blurs into a haze of terror, and you press your back against the wooden frame, curling into a ball as the sound of the monster’s snarling fills your ears. You feel utterly powerless, trapped in the darkness of your hiding place, time stretching endlessly as the creature stalks outside.

Hours pass, each minute feeling like an eternity. The monster’s guttural growls echo through the night, haunting you with the promise of violence. You clutch the blanket around you, trying to drown out the sound, waiting for dawn with a desperation that gnaws at your insides.

Finally, a faint light seeps through the cracks in the cabin walls, signalling the arrival of dawn. You let out a shaky breath, still too terrified to move. But just as the first rays of sunlight touch the ground, a loud explosion rips through the silence. The ground shakes, and the monster’s screams suddenly fall silent.

You stay hidden, frozen in place, unable to comprehend what happened. The panic tightens around you, and even though the creature is gone, you can’t bring yourself to leave the safety of your hiding spot. What if it comes back? What if there are more?

The hours go on, and the sun climbs higher in the sky. You hear distant voices, the sound of people calling out, but fear keeps you rooted beneath the bed. You don’t want to face the outside world after what you’ve just seen.

Finally, the door creaks open, and you hold your breath, heart racing as footsteps approach. “Y/N?” a voice calls out, but it feels distant, like a dream. “Are you in here?”

Others join the voice, and the panic swirling inside you melts into a fragile hope. You wait, listening as they search the cabin, calling your name, until one of them finally crouches down beside the bed.

“There you are,” It’s a search team member, their face a mix of relief and concern. “You’re safe now. Come on out.”

With trembling limbs, you crawl out from your hiding spot, feeling the sun on your face for the first time since the nightmare began. You’re enveloped in the warmth of a rescue team member, the world flooding back into focus, but your mind is still reeling.

“Where’s Josh?” you ask, your voice shaky.

“We’ll take you to him,” the rescuer replies, helping you to your feet. “He was found in the mines. He’s hurt, but he’s alive.”

“The mines? What mines?” You ask the rescuer, beyond confused.

“Your friend ended up down the mines. All of your other friends are saying some monster attacked them,” the rescuer replies.

“I saw it, too,” You whisper.

The relief floods through you, but it’s tinged with a deep sense of foreboding. It was real; the monster was real. You weren’t going crazy.

As you’re escorted back through the snow, the reality of the night’s horrors sinks in. You catch glimpses of the chaos left behind—the aftermath of the explosion, the remnants of the monsters. When you finally reach the makeshift medical station set up for the search team, you scan the area, your heart racing as you spot Josh sitting on a cot, looking dishevelled and lost. He’s staring blankly ahead, his eyes hollow, as if he’s not truly present.

“Josh!” you call, your heart in your throat as you rush forward.

He snaps his gaze to you, confusion clouding his expression, and for a moment, you fear he won’t recognise you. “Y/N?” he whispers, his voice trembling. “Is that you?”

“Yeah, it’s me! I’m okay!” you reply, urgency threading through your words as you reach him.

He stands abruptly, eyes wide as he takes a few hesitant steps toward you, as if afraid you might vanish again. “I thought… I thought I lost you,” he murmurs, his voice breaking as he wraps his arms around you, pulling you into an embrace that feels both desperate and protective.

“I was so scared, Josh,” you admit, tears spilling down your cheeks. “I saw this thing, and it was right outside the cabin. I thought I’d never get out.”

His grip tightens around you, his breath hitching as he pulls back just enough to look into your eyes. “I was worried about you. I thought they’d get you. I’m so sorry for leaving you there.”

“You saved my life by leaving me there. I had a place to hide,” You tell him, giving him a scared smile.

His eyes search yours, wild and frantic. “Are you here, or is it all in my head? I’ve been in this hell for so long, I can’t tell what’s real anymore.”

“I’m real, Josh,” you assure him, cupping his face in your hands. “I’m here, and I’m not going anywhere.”

As the weight of your words settles between you, you see a flicker of clarity return to his gaze. “You have no idea how much that means to me,” he breathes, and without warning, he scoops you up into his arms, spinning you around as relief washes over him.

“Josh!” you exclaim, laughing and crying at once, overwhelmed by the mixed emotions. “Put me down!”

But he holds you tightly, his expression fierce with affection. “No, I won’t let you go. Not again. I was so worried about you and those things out there. I can’t— I can’t lose you like I lost them.”

You pull back from the embrace, searching Josh's eyes for anything that reflects the boy you knew before this nightmare began. “What about everyone else?” you ask, your voice steady despite the uncertainty. “What happened with the others?”

His expression darkens, the shadows of grief and guilt flickering across his features. “They tied me up after I confronted them,” he admits, running a shaky hand through his hair. “I was… This thing took me, and my sisters were there and—“

You nod slowly, recalling Josh’s note, where he dressed up as a killer to scare his friends during a camping trip. “Josh, they’re gone. They couldn’t have been there,” you remind him gently.

“No, Hannah was there. She was one of those things,” he replies, his voice thick with remorse. “It’s my fault that everyone is here… I could’ve gotten everyone killed.”

“Josh, you didn’t know,” you reassure him, brushing your thumb across his cheek. “What happened with those monsters wasn’t your fault. How were you supposed to know what would happen?”

He looks away, his gaze distant, haunted by the memories. “It’s still my fault. I led everyone here. When I saw those things… I was terrified and left you all alone to face them.”

“You didn’t leave me behind on purpose. You thought you were protecting me,” you say softly, trying to keep his gaze locked onto yours. “But you need to understand that you need help, Josh. I know what you did was because you’re grieving, but seriously… drugging me? You could have just told me what you were doing. I understand why you did it.”

He nods, tears pooling in his eyes. “I know. I’m so lost right now. I can’t even tell what’s real anymore. I’m scared that if I close my eyes, I’ll see them again—my sisters, the monsters. It’s all jumbled in my head.”

“Then we’ll get through this together,” you assure him, your voice strong. “But you have to let people in. You need to talk to someone who can help.”

Just then, a medical team approaches, their expressions severe but sympathetic. “Josh, Y/N,” one of the paramedics says, his voice steady. “We need to take you both for a check-up. It’s protocol after what you’ve been through.”

You nod, your heart racing as you follow Josh’s lead toward the makeshift medical station. “Do you think the others will be okay?” you ask him, glancing back at the chaos surrounding you—the remnants of the explosion, the hushed voices of searchers, and the growing concern etched into their faces.

“I hope so,” he replies, his voice wavering. “But I don’t know. I was down in the mines for so long. I don’t even know if they knew I was gone.”

As the medical team checks you both over, the atmosphere shifts slightly, tinged with relief and anxiety. They examine your injuries and ensure you’re both stable, then refer you to a hospital for a more thorough check-up. After an eternity of tests and questions, you finally get the green light to leave.

“Hey,” Josh says as you both stand outside the hospital, the sunlight peeking through the trees. “You okay?”

“I think so,” you reply, giving him a tentative smile. “Just… still processing everything.”

He nods, his expression solemn but determined. “I just called a taxi… do you wanna return to mine?”

“Sure, I’d like that,” you agree, feeling a slight weight lift as you follow him. The drive is quiet, each of you lost in thought, but the familiar contours of his neighbourhood provide a strange sense of comfort.

When you finally reach Josh’s home, he hesitates at the door, his hand resting on the knob. “Are you sure you want to come in? I understand if you changed your mind.”

“I want to be here,” you say, your heart pounding as you step closer.

He nods, opening the door and stepping inside, the familiar scent of home washing over you. As he closes the door behind you, the world's weight outside feels slightly lighter, if only for a moment.

“I’ve been thinking about many things,” he says quietly as you sit on the couch. “About the prank and my sisters and how I could have responded to everything better.”

He sits beside you, leaning against the couch as he stares at the floor. “But I just don’t know how to move forward. Everything feels so twisted and wrong.”

“We’ll figure it out together,” you promise, reaching for his hand and intertwining your fingers. “One step at a time.”

Josh looks up, a flicker of hope igniting in his eyes. “Thank you, Y/N. For being here. I don’t deserve it, but it means everything to me.”

“You deserve it,” you insist, squeezing his hand. “We all deserve a second chance.”

The two of you sit in comfortable silence, and while the shadows of the past still loom over you, the warmth of each other’s presence offers a flicker of light in the darkness.

The sun dipped low in the sky, casting long shadows across Josh’s living room. The chaos of the past few days still lingered in the air, but it felt different here—more intimate and safe. As you sat on the couch, your fingers intertwined with Josh’s, you couldn’t help but glance around at the familiar yet altered space.

“I can’t believe you wore those ugly overalls last night,” you teased, breaking the silence. “They made you look like a redneck farmer.”

Josh chuckled, his mood lifting slightly as he recalled the memory. “Hey, they were fashionable! At least for a psycho prank gone wrong,” he replied, a smirk on his lips.

“Fashionable? Really?” You grinned at him, teasingly nudging his shoulder.

“Okay, fair enough. But I thought the whole ‘creepy psycho in overalls’ thing was semi-accurate for a crazed killer,” he defended, rolling his eyes but unable to suppress a smile.

“It was not giving psycho killer,” You laugh, hitting him lightly on the shoulder. As you both shared a moment of laughter, Josh’s playful demeanour took on a different edge. He leaned in closer, mischief sparking in his eyes. “You know, you might think you know what a psycho looks like,” he said, his voice low and teasing, “but I could show you what it looks like.”

Before you could fully process his words, he playfully reached for your neck, his fingers wrapping gently around it, creating a tension that sent shivers down your spine. “Just a little squeeze,” he whispered, a smirk on his lips.

Your heart raced, caught between the thrill of his teasing and the underlying intensity in his gaze. “Josh…,” you breathed, half-laughing, half-breathless, the playful edge of his words tinged with something more profound.

As you gazed into his eyes, a strange heat surged through you, an undeniable thrill that coursed through your veins. You found yourself leaning slightly into his grip, an instinctual reaction that did not go unnoticed. A flicker of realisation crossed Josh's face—a mix of surprise and intrigue.

“You like this, don’t you?” he asked, his voice dropping an octave, the teasing lilt now laced with something more intense. The corner of his mouth curled into a knowing smirk as he subtly tightened his grip just enough to draw a soft gasp from you.

Your heart raced, and the realisation hit you hard. The thrill of danger mingled with an unexpected desire, and you couldn’t deny the rush it gave you. “Maybe I do,” you admitted your voice barely above a whisper, challenging him even as your breath hitched.

Josh’s eyes darkened, a spark of excitement igniting between you. “You’re going to have to be careful with that,” he murmured, leaning in closer, his breath warm against your skin. “You never know how far I’ll take it.”

Josh leaned in and kissed your neck, his tongue tracing the curve of your jaw and sending shivers down your spine. His hands found their way to your body, touching you in all the right places and sending more shivers through you. He sucked on your neck, his teeth lightly grazing your skin and making you moan softly.

His eyes bore into yours, dark and intense, as he slowly lowered himself to his knees before you. The atmosphere around you seemed to fade away; the only sounds now were the rustle of leaves and the distant call of wind, all background noise to the thrumming tension between you two.

"Lie back," he commanded softly, but there was no mistaking the authority in his voice. You obeyed without hesitation, your heart pounding as you stretched out on the soft, mossy ground. The coolness of the earth seeped into your skin, a stark contrast to the heat building inside you.

Josh positioned himself between your legs, his gaze never leaving yours. He ran his hands up your thighs, his touch firm yet deliberate, sending electric jolts through your body. A predatory smile spread across his lips as he leaned in closer, his breath hot against your inner thighs.

He began with gentle kisses, trailing them up your thighs, each one sending delicious tingles through your core. His fingers moved expertly, tracing patterns on your sensitive skin, teasing you with their nearness but not entirely granting you the relief you craved. He knew exactly how to build the anticipation and keep you on the edge.

Josh's eyes gleamed with satisfaction as he pulled your leggings off, revealing you clad in your panties. He pulls them to the side, gently running his fingertips above your hole, admiring the shine his actions elicit.

He lowers his face slowly, wrapping his lips around your clit, his tongue flicking over the sensitive nub with expert precision. You quietly cried out, the sensation overwhelming, a perfect blend of pleasure and pain. He worked you with relentless intensity, his mouth and tongue creating a symphony of sensations that left you breathless.

"Fuck, Josh," you moaned, your fingers digging into the moss beneath you. "That feels so good."

He didn't respond verbally, but his actions spoke volumes. His fingers joined the assault, slipping inside you with ease, filling you just as thoroughly as his mouth was devouring you. The dual stimulation was almost too much to bear, and you could feel yourself teetering on the edge, the orgasm building like a tidal wave within you.

But just as you were about to crest, he pulled back, his fingers retreating from your aching pussy. You whimpered in protest, your body trembling with need. "No, please," you begged, your voice raw with desperation.

"Not yet," he said, his voice a deep growl. He kissed his way up your body, his lips leaving a trail of fire in their wake. When he reached your neck, he bit down gently, a sharp bite that made you gasp. "I'm going to make you wait, make you ache for it," he whispered, his breath hot against your skin.

His hand returned to your centre, his fingers sliding back inside you with a needy groan. He played you like an instrument, his touch both rough and tender, pushing you right to the brink but never allowing you to fall over. "Look at you," he murmured, his voice dripping with approval. "So desperate, so needy. I love it."

The humiliation, mixed with the arousal fueling your desire even further. "Josh, please," you pleaded, your voice breaking.

"Not yet," he growled, pulling his fingers free again. "We're not done here."

He shifted position, his mouth descending on your clit again, but this time with a ferocity that left you gasping for breath. His tongue worked relentlessly, driving you mad with need, while his fingers teased your entrance. The combination was maddening, a whirlwind of sensations that had you repeatedly crying out his name.

"Please, Josh, let me come," you begged, your body tensing as the orgasm loomed large.

"Go ahead," he challenged, his tongue flicking over your clit in rapid, staccato bursts.

You couldn't hold back any longer. With a cry of release, you came hard, your body convulsing beneath him as waves of ecstasy washed over you. He didn't stop, his mouth and fingers working in unison to draw out every last drop of your climax until you were left quivering and spent, your breaths coming in ragged gasps.

The first orgasm started to wash over you like a wave in the ocean, and you let out a soft moan. But Josh didn't stop. He didn't stop sucking your clit.

Josh’s lips lingered on your clit, his tongue flicking rhythmically as he drove you deeper into a haze of pleasure and pain. The sensation was overwhelming, a tidal wave crashing against your senses, leaving you breathless and desperate for release. His fingers dug into your thighs, holding you firmly in place as he devoured you with relentless intensity.

“Josh, please… I can’t…” you whimpered, your voice trembling with a mixture of pleading and ecstasy. Your hands moved instinctively to push him away, but his grip only tightened, his eyes locking onto yours with an unyielding ferocity that sent shivers down your spine.

His tongue pressed harder, circling your clit with expert precision, drawing out every gasp and moan from deep within you. The pleasure was so intense it bordered on torture, each stroke of his tongue sending electric shocks through your body.

With one final flick of his tongue, he drew out a strangled cry from your throat, the orgasm hovering just out of reach. Your body trembled with the effort of holding back, every muscle straining against the overwhelming pleasure.

You watched as his eyes darkened with lust, the predator in him coming to the surface as he took what he wanted from you.

His mouth never leaves your clit, sucking harder, his teeth grazing lightly against your sensitive nub, the sharp sting mixing with the pleasure to create a heady cocktail of sensations.

You cried out as the orgasm tore through you, a blinding wave of pleasure that left you gasping for breath. Your legs shook uncontrollably, your muscles spasming as the aftershocks rippled.

Josh didn’t stop. He kept his mouth locked onto your clit, milking every ounce of pleasure from your shuddering form. You could feel your juices flowing, coating his chin and dripping onto your thighs, a sticky testament to your surrender.

Your mind reeled, the sheer intensity of the experience pushing you to the edge of sanity. But there was no escaping him, no way to deny the primal pull of his dominance. You found yourself arching against him, desperate for more, even as your body screamed for rest.

“Josh… please… too much…” you moaned, your voice barely coherent. The overstimulation was becoming too much, the constant barrage of pleasure threatening to overwhelm you completely.

And then he was there again, his tongue finding your clit once more, the pressure perfect as he guided you toward another peak. Each flick of his tongue, each suck of his lips, brought you closer to the edge until you were teetering on the brink again, helpless to resist.

With a strangled cry, you came again, your body convulsing as the orgasm ripped through you like wildfire. Your pussy clenched around his tongue, pulsing with the force of your release.

But Josh wasn’t satisfied with just three. He kept going, his mouth relentless as he pushed you toward yet another orgasm. The world narrowed down to the sensation of his mouth, the taste of your arousal, and the sound of your cries filling the air.

Your mind blanked, lost in the sea of pleasure he had created. All thought fled as you obeyed, riding the wave of sensation until you were thrown into another explosive orgasm. Your body jerked and twitched, your cries echoing through the room as you shattered yet again.

Your vision blurred, your body trembling with exhaustion and pleasure. You could feel the sticky mess of your juices coating his face, dripping down onto your thighs.

“Josh… please… no more…” you begged, your voice weak and strained. The constant onslaught of pleasure had left you drained, every muscle quivering with the aftermath of your multiple climaxes.

Before you could protest, his mouth was back on your clit, his tongue flicking mercilessly as he drove you toward yet another orgasm. The sensation was almost too much, the sheer intensity of it pushing you to the edge of comprehension.

“Josh… please… stop…” you pleaded, your voice breaking as you reached the limit of your endurance. The overstimulation was too much, the constant barrage of pleasure threatening to break you apart completely.

But Josh was relentless. He held your gaze as he drove you to the edge, his eyes burning with a dark fire that refused to be quenched.

“Okay,” Josh says, pulling his mouth away from you. He gets off his knees, stands up and walks to the other side of the room, sitting on a single-person couch.

“Why are you sitting there?” You ask him, your voice weak and quiet.

“You told me to stop, so I did. If you can’t handle me, I’m happy to let you rest,” He teases, defiantly sitting with his arms crossed. You could tell he was playing games with you, wanting to bring you to the edge and beyond over and over again.

He’s still sitting there, and you’re still lying on the couch. You haven’t moved, not even a little bit. Your whole body is quivering from the overstimulation and pleasure he put you through. And now he’s sitting on the other side of the room, teasing you and playing games with your body.

“I didn’t want you to stop,” You say, finally finding the energy to speak.

“Then why did you tell me to stop?” He asks, looking at you with a raised brow.

“I… I… I don’t know,” You whimper.

“Are you sure you’re ready for more?” He asks, standing up now and walking back to the couch.

“I’m sure,” You say. You’re begging to have him inside of you. You’re begging for more. You’re begging for anything and everything he’ll give you.

He reaches out and grabs your thighs, pulling you to the edge of the bed and standing in front of you. Your legs fall to the sides as he bends down to kiss you, his hand trailing down your thigh to your pussy.

He pushes two fingers in you, curling them upwards and rubbing against your g-spot. You feel yourself building up to another climax that’s different from the others.

“Josh,” You moan.

“Yes, baby,” He replies.

“You’re going to make me cum again,” You say to him.

“That’s the plan,” He says, his voice soft as he speaks.

You feel the wave wash over you, building up and then letting go. You feel a flood of fluid flowing from your pussy as the climax washes over you, making Josh’s fingers slide out of you with extreme ease.

“Fuck, Y/N,” He whispers. He pulls his fingers out and smears the juices around his mouth and lips, tasting you and swallowing the liquid gold down his throat.

He pulls your legs towards him, spreading you apart so he can fit his body between them. He leans down and kisses you again, your juices still on his lips and tongue. Josh removes his clothing, displaying his toned body and thick cock.

“Come here, Y/N,” He says, sitting down and patting his thighs. He lifts you slightly, sitting you in his lap, making you straddle his cock with your legs. He slides his cock into your pussy and starts to bounce you up and down on his lap.

You lean forward and kiss him, feeling another orgasm building in your lower belly, but it’s different from the other ones, your tolerance to orgasms building up higher than you thought possible.

“Oh god,” You say. “Oh my god.”

“Just a little longer,” He says. Your eyes widen, and your mouth opens in a silent scream as you come again.

“Good girl,” He says. He smiles at you and starts to rub your back. “I want to see you cum more.”

You’re so weak you can barely hold yourself up, but that doesn’t stop him. He holds you up for you, fucking you hard and deep. You feel another climax coming on and let out a loud moan as it hits you. Josh grunts in your ear.

“Cum for me,” He says. “Cum all over my cock.”

You feel the heat wash over you, and you clench around him. He picks up the pace, fucking you so hard your juices are flowing down his cock and onto his lap. You feel like you’ve cummed too much that you can’t take anymore.

But he doesn’t care. He just keeps going, fucking you harder and more profound than you thought possible. He’s still holding you up, not letting you rest.

“Cum again,” He grunts. “Cum for me.”

You do as he says, cumming again and clenching around his cock. His breathing gets faster and heavier.

Josh’s grip on your hips tightened, his fingers digging into your flesh as he thrust more profoundly and more complexly. The rough, dominant manner in which he was taking you sent a thrill through your body, making your skin tingle with anticipation. His breath was hot against your ear, his voice low and commanding. “You’re mine,” he growled, each word punctuated by another powerful thrust. “And I’m going to fill you up so good, you’ll feel me for days.”

Your body responded involuntarily, clenching around him as he continued to pump into you. The sensation was overwhelming, waves of pleasure crashing over you with each of his movements. You could feel the strain in your muscles, the way your legs trembled slightly from the intensity of it all. Your breaths came in short, ragged gasps, and you could hear the slick sounds of your bodies sliding together, mingling with the occasional grunt or moan that escaped Josh’s lips.

He captures your mouth in a bruising kiss, his tongue invading your mouth as forcefully as he invaded your body. His taste, mixed with the salty sweat of exertion, was intoxicating. You could feel his hardness pressing against the walls of your pussy, every part of his cock rubbing against you in just the right way to drive you wild.

The smell of sex filled the air, a heady mix of sweat, arousal, and the earthy scent of the forest. It was intoxicating, making your head swim with desire. The sound of your moans and his grunts echoed around you, the noises blending into a symphony of pleasure.

Josh’s pace began to change, becoming more erratic as his control started slipping. You could feel the tension in his body, the way his muscles bunched and flexed with each movement. His thrusts became less controlled, more primal, as he drove himself into you with abandon.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” he growled, his voice strained. “So tight, so wet… I can’t hold back much longer.”

His words sent a shiver down your spine, the knowledge that he was so close to releasing sending a fresh wave of excitement through you.

“Do it, Josh,” you whispered, your voice trembling with need. “Fill me up… please.”

“I’m cumming,” He grunts out. He leans back on the couch and pulls you down onto his cock, fucking you from beneath. He feels so good. Your muscles are too weak to hold yourself up, so he does it for you, pulling you up and down on him.

He let out a guttural groan, his body tensing as he began to come undone. With one final, brutal thrust, he buried himself deep inside you, his hips slamming against yours as he came hard. You could feel the warmth of his release filling you, his cum flooding your insides as he held you tightly, his grip almost painfully strong on your hips.

The sensation was overwhelming, the feeling of being full, of having him inside you in such a possessive, consuming way. You could feel every pulse of his orgasm, the way his cock twitched and throbbed within you. The heat of his seed spread through you, making you gasp at the intensity of it all.

Josh’s breathing was heavy, his chest heaving as he continued to hold you down, his body pressed tightly against yours. You could feel the sweat dripping from his brow and his heart pounding against your back. The aftermath of their intense coupling left you both breathless, the world seeming to spin around you.

“God, that was… incredible,” Josh murmured, his voice thick with satisfaction. He loosened his grip on your hips slightly but still kept you pinned beneath him, unwilling to let you go just yet. “You took that so well… so perfectly.”

You could feel the remnants of his orgasm still pulsing inside you, the warm, sticky sensation making you squirm slightly. The feeling of being filled, of having him so deep within you, was intoxicating. You wanted to stay like this forever, wrapped in his arms, connected to him in the most intimate way possible.

“Josh…” you whispered, your voice shaky with emotion. “That was…”

“Shh,” he interrupted, pressing a finger to your lips. “Just enjoy it while you can. I’ll be filling you up again by the end of tonight.”

His words sent a thrill through you, the promise of more making your heart race. You could feel the beginnings of arousal stirring within you again, the aftershocks of their previous climax still lingering.

He wraps his arms around your waist and holds you tight. You lean back into his embrace and let his body envelop you. He presses a kiss to the top of your head.

“I never want this to end,” he says.

“I don’t either,” You reply.

He kisses the top of your head again, and you both relax, basking in each other’s presence. You’re so happy like you’ve never been happier in your life. You know this is where you’re meant to be, and you’ll never want it to end.

You lean back on his shoulder and close your eyes, letting the world wash over you. You know he’ll never leave your side and protect you from all harm. You love him with all your heart.

Glancing at Wonwoo you smile so innocently he can’t help but to suppress a groan even as he feels the controller in his hand signal he is being shot at in the game. His mind is not on what is happening beyond you as you speak to him before glancing over your shoulder to the tv seeing his health depleting. “Do you want a snack Wonwoo? I’m going to order some food later for everyone but until then? Babe, Jesus move or something. You are going to die.” 

Wonwoo shifts his character into an alleyway to heal and takes a breath as he looks back at you biting his lips. “Yeah, could you get me some water? That’s all I really want at this exact…moment.” You smile raising a brow at the inflection in his voice but nod before stepping over his legs laughing as you feel his fingers trail along your calf before you are out of his reach and walking to the kitchen. 

Seungcheol can’t help but to shake his head with a smirk at the interaction biting at his lip before he reaches up to scratch as his temple when Wonwoo looks at him with a smirk of his own still plastered on his face. “What?” Seungcheol shakes his head again at Wonwoo’s question before picking up the drink you had given him while taking a sip. 

Mingyu wasn’t that far behind in noticing the interactions between you and Wonwoo or Seungcheol either even if Vernon was more focused on the game. “You're just inviting us over to tease us with what we can’t have?” Vernon furrows his brows at the question from Mingyu as Wonwoo laughs with a small scoff leaning back on the couch. Wonwoo’s eyes linger towards the kitchen as he watches you go up on your toes getting a glass down for him before moving to fill it with water. 

“Maybe? But maybe not. Depends on if you can follow rules again Gyu?” Vernon’s interest had peaked at the word again as he lowered his controller and raised his brows. “What are we talking about?” Wonwoo simply smirks, his eyes on Mingyu’s as he watches the man consider what he had just asked him. When Mingyu nods, falling to a less dominant role in the room, it makes Seungcheol take a deep breath. 

“And would Y/N want that again? More than just our voices? Also Vernon is here. Did you ask him? What if he doesn’t want to be part of this little…arrangement Wonwoo?” Vernon sits up and lifts his hands. “What arrangement? What did you all do? Tell me.” 

As you come back into the room with the glass of water, you can feel the air has changed slightly but everyone besides your boyfriend goes back to their game as if nothing is wrong. Handing over the glass you raise a brow and Wonwoo smiles at you before reaching for you pulling you down for a kiss letting you speak quietly on his lips. “What’s going on?” 

A smile creeps back over his lips and he shakes his head before running his fingers along your jaw with a subtle groan before pulling away. “Give me a few minutes to talk to them? Maybe go get ready?” Your cheeks burn as you feel your stomach suck in with a breath at his words knowing what he is talking about. The two of you had discussed another possible situation including Seungcheol and Mingyu, perhaps even in person but Vernon hadn’t been included. 

Glancing over your shoulder you meet Mingyu’s gaze who smiles at you making you feel a bit weak at the knees before Wonwoo turns your face back to him. “Do you still want this?” You lick your lips and nod as the two of you whisper, barely loud enough for Seungcheol sitting next to Wonwoo to make out many of the words before you stand up straight and leave the room. 

Four sets of eyes watch as you do until three of them then fall on Wonwoo. Vernon is the first one to lift his hands again in question at what he had just seen again when the room seems to buzz with energy again. “Can someone explain to me what the hell is happening?” 

Mingyu’s controller is sat on the coffee table the quickest as he takes in a breath ready to listen to what Wonwoo has to say, making the man laugh as he leans his head back. “God, Gyu you are like an excited puppy at even the idea of getting in her pants. Was her talking you through jacking off that good?” Vernon’s eyes widen exponentially as he loses his breath and almost comically looks between Wonwoo and Mingyu as Seungcheol laughs and simply takes a sip of his drink before putting it down with his controller. “Wonwoo he hasn’t stopped talking about things just aren’t the same since. Honestly it’s annoying. What are the rules?” 

Wonwoo turns to start to explain when Vernon shakes his head and lifts his hands again. “Hold up! Have you all done this before? They’ve fucked your girlfriend?” Wonwoo meets Vernon’s eyes and shakes his head no but then tilts his head in thought before sighing. “No but they were on voice when I did and Y/N wanted to help them out. Since then she and I have had a conversation about how much she…” 

Sighing, Wonwoo pinches the bridge of his nose under his glasses as he figures he would just need to admit this to his friends. “How much we…enjoyed it, and how we’d like to do it again. This time in person, but there are fucking rules involved that I expect every single one of you to follow. Vernon, are you following me? Do you want to be part of this?” 

Vernon’s mouth had fallen open as he considered what he had just been told before Mingyu looked at him and pushed at his chin closing his mouth. “He talks about her being hot all the time. So he’s looking at her. You okay Vern?” Vernon shakes his head and then lets out a steady breath already feeling his pants tightening at the idea of all of this before trying to act nonchalant. “I’m fine, I...could do this. Depending on the rules. If the rules are weird then…” 

Raising a brow Wonwoo sighs, cutting Vernon off lifting his own hand, “Why the hell would I have weird rules? They are simple enough. Pay attention at all times. I’m in charge. Yes, listen to her, especially Mingyu.” Hearing his name Mingyu perks up and glances at his friend before touching his chest in question. “Yes, you. She enjoyed telling you and Cheol what to do, and I enjoyed watching her do it.” 

Seungcheol scoffs, drawing Wonwoo’s attention. “I’m still talking, Cheol. You actually bring me to another rule. You can use pet names including the ones you seemed to like to call her, for example whore. She likes it, but never yours. She isn’t any of yours. She is mine. Do I make myself clear?” Wonwoo’s eyes dart from man to man getting a nod from each before he lands back on Seungcheol who lifts his brows but then nods. “I got it.” 

“Good. None of you will cum inside of her. I have condoms, you will use them. Don’t cum in her mouth either. You can cum on her body but ask her first, don’t just shoot your load on her without being a gentleman.” Mingyu lets out a small laugh, but one look from Wonwoo makes him stop and nod. “Got it..ask for permission.” Wonwoo narrows his eyes and glances at Mingyu’s mouth as his sharper canines tug at his lip before sighing. “No marking her. No biting, hickies, or scratching. If she wants to do it to you, if you are okay with it, that’s different. But I swear to God if one of you leaves a mark on her I will kick your ass.” 

Mingyu’s lip falls from his teeth as he nods and Vernon swallows hard, leaning back on the couch. “I’m fine with marks on me.” Mingyu nods to agree with Vernon but Wonwoo looks to Seungcheol who sighs and runs his thumb along his lips before speaking. “She can mark me, I don’t care.” 

The air in the room had become a lot thicker with the discussion heating up but Wonwoo had to know his friends understood how serious this was to him. “Good. You are all guests in my bedroom and you will not forget that. If she says red, you stop everything. If she says yellow, slow down and take a break. If I have asked her for a color and she says green, we are good. If she is unable to speak, two taps means stop or slow down. One tap means she’s good.” 

Vernon shakes his head and mutters something drawing Wonwoo’s attention who makes a questioning sound, “Hmm? Speak up Vernon? If you are going to be part of this, don't be so damn quiet.” Vernon rubs his hands over his legs and laughs a bit and nods. “I just said, you really have thought this out, Wonwoo.” 

Wonwoo nods to his friend’s words and moves to stand, finally tossing his controller on the couch before drinking down his glass of water before speaking again. “Yeah, I have. I don’t share things that belong to me very easily and if I’m going to share, be damn sure I have a certain way of doing it. Now come on, and remember to listen to everything I tell you to do.”

The others watch as Wonwoo doesn’t really wait for any of them, instead he moves to the kitchen getting a fresh glass of water before moving down the hall towards the bedroom. One by one they stand and follow him, Seungcheol being first and Mingyu taking up the last in line. When they enter the room each one of them has to take a breath as they find you on the bed wearing only one of Wonwoo’s shirts that reached your midthigh as you sat on the end of the bed. 

Wonwoo smirks and moves towards you offering you the glass of water urging you to drink the entire glass before he takes it back and swipes some water from under your lip. “They know all the rules, do you remember them all?” You nod and Wonwoo grips your chin tilting your head up so your lips brush his, making you gasp into a soft moan that elicits a groan from at least two of the other men in the room as Wonwoo smiles on your lips before kissing them. “Verbal answers.” 

Licking your lips and Wonwoo’s you nod again before speaking, making him smirk to your words, “Yes, I remember the rules Wonwoo.” He bites at his bottom lip as he runs his free hand along your leg gently pushing at the shirt draped there as he speaks gently against your lips, clearly in no rush. “I know Vernon wasn’t part of the discussion, but are you okay with him being here? If not, I’ll send him away.” 

Vernon groans softly at the idea of being this close and being sent away, especially when you glance past Wonwoo meeting his eyes only to smile at him. Fuck, you had a pull on him like no one had before if was honest with himself. “I’m okay with Vernon being here as long as he wants to be here. I’ve always been curious about him.” 

Wonwoo raises a brow and glances back at Vernon who smirks slightly before rubbing his thumb under his lip before looking down at your words not wanting to push any of Wonwoo’s buttons. “That’s fine baby. He can stay, he wants to be here. If not he wouldn’t have followed me back here. Isn’t that right Vernon?” 

Being asked a direct question, Vernon clears his throat and looks up nodding before remembering that Wonwoo had already told you to use verbal answers. “Yeah. I want to be here.” Wonwoo moves from you sitting the empty glass down on the nightstand letting you have the full attention of the other three men who waste no time in letting their eyes drink you in. 

Seungcheol is the least shy about his gaze, his eyes skirting over every inch of your exposed skin as he raises a brow and runs his tongue over his plump bottom lip before speaking. “Hey baby.” When you smile at him Seungcheol smirks at you before glancing at Wonwoo. “Can we do something yet? Or are we just standing here with our dicks in our hands?” 

Wonwoo can’t help but to laugh at the mental image knowing Seungcheol was just using it as a metaphor. “Why not? Right princess?” You glance at Wonwoo and laugh softly, clearly excited but a bit nervous as it becomes a reality that this is happening. “Yes please?” 

Nodding Wonwoo reaches over his shoulder to pull his shirt up and over his head as you watch him. Your eyes tracing over very familiar flesh as he drops the garment to the floor and moves towards you before pushing you down on the bed making you laugh softly as he manhandles you onto the bed turning you so you are in the middle of it and less likely to fall off of it. His mouth attaches to your jaw briefly in rough kisses before he leans back to look down at you as you lift your leg rubbing your knee against his already half hard cock. 

“Mmm greedy. For the most part this is your show baby, what do you want them to do?” You glance around Wonwoo’s arm to see the men watching you both. Mingyu adjusting his jeans that were already far too tight from his erection pressing against them, Vernon all but salivating, and Seungcheol smirking at you still. “Mingyu?” After hearing his name, the man perks up like a puppy and smiles at you biting on his lip. “Yeah, beautiful?” 

“Take off your clothes for me? I want to see your cock. I’ve heard how big it is, I want to see for myself.” Mingyu laughs and rubs the back of his neck at your words but nods moving towards the bed. You watch as he starts to get undressed, rather unceremoniously but when he gets to his briefs and stands next to the bed you reach out to run your hand over the outline of his shaft making him groan your name softly. A wet patch where he is leaking pre-cum becomes visible as you smile up at him. 

Wonwoo shakes his head watching your hand before moving his mouth back to your neck with almost a possessive growl under his breath as you feel him leaving marks on your skin. You knew he had told the others they couldn’t, and you knew that he would because he had said that. 

You watch as Mingyu sheds the last of his clothing making him the first one in the room that is completely naked but he doesn’t seem to mind especially when you bite your lip and moan to Wonwoo’s mouth before wrapping your fingers around his cock. “It’s so big Gyu…fuck.” His cheeks burn slightly but he can’t help the cocky look on his face as he puts a hand behind his back and moves closer to the bed so you can touch him easier. “Yeah? You like it?” 

When you nod yes, Wonwoo moves from you with a smirk and pulls you from Mingyu making you and him gasp. “What? You’ll touch him soon. But why should he be the only one who is naked? Sit up Princess. Let’s let everyone see you huh?” Your fingers drop completely from Mingyu as he stands next to the bed frowning until he watches Wonwoo’s fingers trail along your hips and under the shirt lifting it up and off your body. It really was the only thing you were wearing. 

There is a shared symphony of groans in the room as Wonwoo drops the shirt and lets you lay back on the bed bare for all of his friends to see. “Isn’t she the most stunning thing you have ever seen?” Vernon nods in response to Wonwoo’s question as Seungcheol sucks at his cheek becoming impatient. Wonwoo smirks at the men and turns his attention back to you before sighing softly as he undoes his own jeans and pushes them down with his boxers. “I think the other two are bored, baby.” 

You glance at Seungcheol and Vernon smiling at them before letting out a soft moan when Wonwoo runs his fingers between your legs suddenly. “Wonwoo…” He laughs at you calling his name before leaning to kiss your leg with a shrug. “Pay attention to our guests. Which one of them…would you want to eat this pretty little pussy?” Wonwoo turns you in his arms, putting your legs off the end of the bed as you study the two men before speaking, “Seungcheol?” 

The man grins and lifts his brow before starting to walk towards you but you speak again, “But can you and Vernon get undressed for me?” He laughs and Vernon smiles at you with a nod. “Yeah, anything you want. God you are so pretty Y/N.” Your cheeks burn slightly as you watch the two men strip their clothes, tossing them in various corners before Seungcheol moves to his knees between your legs running his hands along your knees up to your thighs. 

“God I wanted to do this last time, I wanted to tell you that. I imagined it when I was listening to Wonwoo fuck you. How you’d taste…what’d you’d sound like on my tongue.” Wonwoo scoffs at Seungcheol’s gall before he tsks, “Do it already.” Seungcheol looks up at Wonwoo with a smirk and a shrug. “No one is in a rush, Wonwoo. Even if we had plans I think we’d all happily cancel them for her.” 

You bite at your lip flattered that he or any of them would be willing to cancel plans for you. Seungcheol, seeming to notice the look on your face smiles at you and leans to kiss your inner thigh before nuzzling his face against your legs. “Spread your legs for me? Hmm nice and wide? Let me see you.” 

Vernon moves to climb on to the bed sitting beside you running his hand over your thigh to help you spread your legs before groaning softly as he sees you for the first time fully. Seungcheol grins at the sound of Vernon before chuckling when he runs a finger through your folds only for your thighs to jerk. “Ah, keep them open. Maybe Mingyu can make sure she does.” The man nods and Wonwoo shrugs moving so Mingyu can sit behind you, his hands moving to hold your thighs. 

You lean back against him letting out a soft moan as Seungcheol leans to run his tongue from your ass to your clit in one long stripe before looking up at you shaking his head. “Delicious.” Wonwoo smirks before biting at the meat of his thumb enjoying watching you in this position for the moment though he was struggling giving up touching you. His hands tingling as he sits on a chair near the bed, his hand wrapping around his length slowly stroking himself as you glance over at him. “Feel good baby?” 

Nodding, you whine and lean back against Mingyu. Your head falling back on his shoulder as Vernon’s fingers part your folds for Seungcheol’s tongue to draw circles around your clit. Mingyu smirks next to your ear before leaning to kiss your neck over one of the blooming marks from Wonwoo making you gasp his name. You feel his cock twitch against your back before turning your head to meet his lips for the first time. 

Wonwoo furrows his brows watching the entire scene play out. Seungcheol eating you out like you are his last meal, Vernon’s hand moving to play with your breasts while his other hand still rests between your legs, and your lips meshing with Mingyu’s. It was almost too much to bear. Pre-cum ran from the head of his cock over his fingers with a grunt as Wonwoo fucked up into his hand before leaning his head back at one of your more lustful moans into Mingyu’s mouth as the Seungcheol sucked over your clit and folds before he looked back to watch as you came undone for the first time tonight. 

Vernon’s eyes never left yours as you gasped through moans of bliss cumming around Seungcheol’s tongue and his fingers circling your clit. A smirk formed on his lips as he glanced at Wonwoo and then back to you before leaning to kiss your jaw. “Fuck…Wonwoo has to be one of the luckiest men on the planet.” You laugh and turn towards Vernon catching his lips in a rough kiss as Mingyu pouts but takes back your neck careful not to leave marks knowing that Wonwoo is watching. 

Seungcheol scissors his fingers into you, stretching you as your thighs shake and you whimper into Vernon’s mouth until the man pulls back and looks down between your legs. “You wanna get on your knees, pretty girl?” You are surprised when Vernon asks you this, not expecting him to take any true role in the room but you nod and once Seungcheol’s fingers slide from you and he is licking them clean you move from Mingyu to kneel on the bed. 

Vernon runs his hand over your back and down over your ass as Wonwoo watches curiously before Vernon’s hand slides between your legs and you moan when he slides two fingers into you, his thumb rubbing gentle circles at your ass that seems to tense and relax at every slow circle. “Has Wonwoo ever fucked you here?” 

At his name Wonwoo raises a brow and you meet his eyes making him feel a bit less irritated as he speaks. “I have, and if you want to fuck her in the ass Vernon, first you need to ask.” Vernon smirks and nods. “Of course, can I, baby? Can I take you here? Hmm?” You arch your back when his thumb presses against the tight ring of muscles and pleasure races up your spine before you nod quickly. Vernon bites his lip before leaning to kiss your hip before spreading your cheeks looking at your ass as he continues to finger you slowly. 

Wonwoo watches closely too and sighs, “If you are going to as you said “take her” ass Vernon you can prep her properly. I’m assuming you know how? There is lube in the nightstand with the condoms. Which I’m sure all of you remember you will be using?” A chorus of yeah and yeses come from the men as Vernon’s fingers slide from you and move around to the nightstand leaving you with no hands on you for only a few seconds before Mingyu moves your hair from your face and smiles at you when you look up. 

“Is Vernon only getting that privilege?” Wonwoo scoffs and runs a hand over his face. “No, I’ll let Cheol if he wants to but not you Gyu.” Mingyu looks away from you and over to his best friend appalled and confused. “Why the hell not?” Wonwoo gestures out towards Mingyu’s cock and you laugh softly before reaching for Mingyu’s length stroking him, making him groan as Wonwoo speaks again. 

“I don’t want her ass torn apart, Mingyu. I am not going to be the idiot who tries to be prideful and acts like my dick is the biggest in the room just so my girlfriend can struggle sitting down properly for days. So you can fuck her normally or not at all if you don’t stop whining at me.” Mingyu nods and he isn’t going to argue with Wonwoo for a few reasons, your hand running over his cock and two he knows Wonwoo is right. “Okay yeah, it’s your bedroom.” 

“Damn straight it is.” Wonwoo sighs and sits back hard in the chair as he watches Mingyu pet your hair pleased to see one of the men treating you so softly. You deserved it, especially with what was coming. When your mouth wraps around Mingyu, Wonwoo raises a brow as he watches his best friend curse and bite at his bottom lip hard. “Don’t muffle your moans Gyu. I don’t let her, you aren’t allowed to either.” 

Vernon smirks as Wonwoo basically doms Mingyu when the man nods and lets his lip fall from his teeth letting out a groan. Seungcheol shakes his head as he walks around and runs his hand over your hips as Vernon joins him before the two smirk at each other. An unspoken agreement sealed as Vernon pops the top of the lube and lets some drip between ass cheeks over your hole while Seungcheol holds you open with one hand and his other finds your folds once again. 

“Relax for us? Ok?” You nod as Vernon moves your legs out further before lubing up his fingers and Mingyu settles in front of you running his fingers over your face looking down at you. “Yeah, you can focus on me. God, you are so good.” You can’t help but to smile as you pull back from his length with a small pop as you twist your hand under his head and lick your lips. “Am I Gyu? I think you are being good for me.” 

Mingyu’s cheeks burn and he raises a brow gathering your hair slightly as you lean to kiss his stomach making him suck in slightly as you moan when Vernon starts to push in the first finger. “Fuck…mmhm. Yeah.” You look up at Mingyu as you push your hips back towards the other two men as you press a kiss to the tip of his cock. “Why don’t you play with your nipples like you did when we are on voice.” 

Wonwoo smirks at your words as he tilts his head keeping an eye on the entire situation but especially when Mingyu groans and shakes his head. “I can’t do that, beautiful. I won’t last long enough to be inside you and I really want the chance to fuck you.” You laugh softly as you rub Mingyu’s cock head against your lips before flicking your tongue at his slit. “But I think you can, for me?” 

Mingyu groans, pre-cum dribbling from his slit on to your tongue which you quickly collect before he lifts his hand and circles his thumb around his nipple and you feel his cock jerk in your hand. “So sensitive Gyu. I love that so much. It’s so sexy.” He starts to speak but when you suddenly take as much of him into your mouth as you can Mingyu groans your name loudly and pinches his nipple making the other two take pause with small groans of their own. 

Shaking his head Wonwoo tilts his head to the other side watching as Vernon carefully has moved on to two fingers scissoring them into you adding lube when he sees fit while Seungcheol watches with a smirk on his lips. “She’s really tight, Vern.” Nodding Vernon carefully slides in his third finger and you whine around Mingyu making him gasp and grip at the bedding. 

“Careful Vernon.” The man nods at Wonwoo’s voice and glances over to him. “She’s okay. I’m going slow…I’d never hurt her.” Wonwoo knew that but you were still so important to him and this was the hardest thing he had ever done. This was a test of his patience. As much as he enjoyed watching you enjoying all this pleasure, he wanted to be the reason for it, and in a way he was. He was allowing it to happen but he knew he could just as easily rip it away. 

“Baby if you keep deep throating him like that he’s going to cum down your throat and you know the rules.” You moan into a whine before pulling back, making Mingyu gasp for a breath as he leans his head back. “He makes such pretty sounds Wonwoo.” Your boyfriend can’t help but to smirk at your words running his own thumb over his slit making his thighs tighten. “Yeah? Are you going to talk dirty tonight Princess? You have Cheol in the room. I know how much you like what comes out of his mouth too.” You glance over your shoulder at a deep chuckle that sends a shiver through you as Seungcheol thumbs at your clit making your back arch. 

“I can talk to you all you want me too. I don’t think you want me to call you baby or pretty girl though, do you?” His hand drops from you as Vernon slides his fingers from you and moves back towards the nightstand to take out three condoms, handing one to Mingyu on his way back around. 

You shake your head no as Seungcheol takes the condom from Vernon and rips it open with his teeth as he raises his brows before sliding the latex over his thicker cock. “Of course you don’t. You like when I am dirtier with you, a bit meaner?” You nod again as Seungcheol grabs your chin and jerks your head towards him only hard enough to make you moan. He reminded you of when Wonwoo was in the mood for something rougher but yet he was different. 

“Yes please?” Seungcheol brushes his lips across yours as he presses your cheeks together as Wonwoo watches before he laughs and glances at your boyfriend with his brow still raised as if checking his limits before he leans back to kiss you roughly leaving you breathless. “Course you do. Now be a good little whore and sit on Mingyu’s cock.” 

Wonwoo bites at his cheek as you all but climb up Mingyu to do what Seungcheol told you to do. He knew he could make you fall into that space too but it was hard to watch someone else make you get there as well. Seungcheol holds your hip as you hover over Mingyu while the other man sucks in a breath as you slowly sink down over him. You gasp, leaning your head back to the stretch before saying Wonwoo’s name who looks up at you and lets out a sound of appreciation. 

“You look so good, baby. Does his cock feel good?” You whine out a yes and Seungcheol smirks when Mingyu mutters that you are so good and begs to move. “Ask her, not me. Wonwoo said for you to listen to him and her.” Mingyu lifts his hands and cups your cheeks pulling your face towards him so he can kiss you so softly you feel your walls clench around him making him groan against your lips. “Tell me I can move.” 

“Not until…not until Vernon is in.” Vernon smirks at his name and moves on to the bed sliding his hand around your waist before kissing behind your ear. “I can get in. I’ll go slow, pretty girl.” You nod and Vernon leans back, holding his length as he slowly guides his head against your ass and pushes past the tight muscles making you moan into Mingyu’s mouth. 

Wonwoo sits up and watches more carefully, his shoulders barely moving as he focuses before finally speaking. “Color, Y/N.” You lean back from Mingyu, resting your forehead on his smiling as Vernon finally bottoms out in you. “Green, Wonwoo. I’m okay.” He nods but stays leaning forward slightly, his own erection left unattended against his thigh as he watches you moan move on Mingyu’s lips. 

Seungcheol glances at Wonwoo as Mingyu’s hands move to your hips and both men begin to move. Vernon finds himself letting most of his own movement coming from Mingyu moving you over his cock. A small smirk on his lips as he groans softly between licking his lips. Vernon watches the way you all but swallow him each time your hips are pushed back to meet him making him feel like he is going to lose his mind. “Fuck…” 

Your lips fall from Mingyu’s as you move to rest your head against the crook of his neck until you feel a hand pull at your hair when Seungcheol pulls you back up. “Eyes on me, you wanted us all here didn’t you?” You nod as he runs his thumb along your bottom lip before glancing to his cock as he runs his free hand over it before he presses his thumb into your mouth letting you moan around it. “There you go, look how good you take them Y/N. I think they are about to lose their fucking minds. Are you clenching around them? Hm? Are you clenching around their cocks like a needy whore?” 

You nod and Seungcheol nods at you in response before dragging his thumb out of your mouth and over your lips before gripping your chin. “Are you losing your mind? Are you gonna cum again? Is that pretty little pussy of yours dripping around Mingyu?” Mingyu whines at Seungcheol’s words making the man laugh but he keeps his attention on you. He wanted to say so much more to you, he felt the urge to antagonize Wonwoo but he kept those thoughts to himself especially as he watched your face become blissful as you start to come undone orgasming again. 

“That’s it, let go. You are so fucking pretty.” You moan arching your back pushing against Vernon who groans into a hiss as his release becomes imminent, his fingers digging into your hips as he pulls you back against him away from Mingyu’s grip as he cums. “Fuck Y/N…” You shudder at Vernon’s breath against your ear smiling as he turns your head and leans to kiss you gently before he lets you go and gently slides from you making you feel empty though you were nowhere near empty with Mingyu still thrusting slowly up into you. 

“Cheol…” You whine his name and the man laughs almost darkly as he lets Vernon slide off the bed to get cleaned up before he takes his place and slides his hands over your body pulling you once again from Mingyu who complains this time only for you to take his hand holding it almost intimately. “It’s okay Mingyu. I’m right here.” He pouts up at you, lacing his fingers with yours making Wonwoo purse his lips as he watches silently. 

Seungcheol holds you close to his chest as he reaches between the two of you to push his head against your ass carefully pushing into you while also pushing you down over Mingyu granting him a chorus of moans from you both. A smirk playing on his lips as he kisses at your neck before nipping at your ear. “Mm talk about sounding pretty. You and Mingyu moaning together like that. Two whores being satisfied at the same time? Wonwoo have you ever heard anything hotter?” 

Wonwoo rolls his eyes at Seungcheol’s power trip before leaning back as he watches, his hand back around his length as you glance over at your boyfriend biting at your bottom lip before he points at his own and you drop it from your teeth. “Just fuck her Seungcheol. You all are starting to piss me off.” 

Seungcheol laughs and leans to kiss your shoulder before he speeds up his thrusts, sending you forward as he lets go of you, letting you fall against Mingyu who catches you willingly holding you close to him. The contrast between how the two men acted was like ice and fire. Mingyu’s gentle touch, a comforting warm breath against your cheek as he praised you for feeling so good as his release built to the point he couldn’t hold back anymore. Then Seungcheol, roughs thrusts as his hand slapped at your thigh to match the sound of his hips meeting your ass before he degraded you for being such a good little hole for him. 

Mingyu whined from overstimulation first before Seungcheol finally groaned into his release and kissed your shoulder before grazing his teeth over your skin making Wonwoo growl. “I said…” Seungcheol raised a hand as he moved from you, carefully removing his condom, disposing of it with a smirk as he spoke breathless. “I didn’t leave a mark. I was careful.” 

You lay against Mingyu pressing your lips to his, thanking him for being so good as you listen to Wonwoo and Seungcheol argue. Mingyu smiles at your words, his eyes wide like a puppy being given a treat when you finally move off him and push his hair off his forehead as he catches his breath. You smile at the others as Seungcheol leans to kiss you once more before Wonwoo sighs loudly and stands up. 

“Enough…” You feel the weight of his body on the bed before his hands pull you from them and his lips are on yours, the kiss desperate and possessive as his teeth almost clash with yours. He grunts against the kiss as he pulls you over Mingyu’s legs and towards him before growling when he looks around the room. “You can all leave now.” 

Seungcheol laughs, already pulling his pants back on with a nod as Vernon does the same but Mingyu pouts and throws up a questioning hand but Wonwoo glares at him before softening the look knowing he’s not as annoyed with him as he is with the others. “Just go.” 

Mingyu nods and waves at you as you smile at him before Wonwoo makes you laugh as he manhandles you on to the bed to you back sliding over your body as he looks over your skin as the door closes finally singinaling you are alone. “Fucking finally.” You smile at Wonwoo as you run your fingers over his jaw as you watch his eyes searching for any marks on your body but he can’t find any but his own before he meets your eyes and you see his blown out pupils as you drag your knee along the outside of his thigh to his hip.

The weight of his cock heavy between his legs as you lift your hips and rub against him making him groan softly as he shakes his head before using his free hand ro line himself up with you and sliding into you slowly. He wanted you to feel every inch of him. He wanted to savor every part of you now that he had you back to himself. 

Wonwoo’s lips find yours again briefly before he moves them to your check, jaw, then neck where he groans as he thrusts into you hard and deep making you moan his name as your nails scratch at his back. He was glad you hadn’t seemed to have left any marks on anyone else and you were now leaving some on him instead. You were his and his alone. 

“Fuck, I love you.” You smile into a loud gasping moan as your walls start to tighten and clench around Wonwoo as he speaks burying himself deep in you. His hand moving to your hip lifting you slightly from the bed so he can be impossibly deeper in you as you cum around him. Your body shaking as you become exhausted, you moan his name softly and tell him you love him, sending Wonwoo over the edge a moment after you as he cums into you burying his face into the crook of your neck. 

Licking his lips, Wonwoo hisses softly as he carefully starts to pull from you only to hear you whine making him laugh as he stops and looks up at you shaking his head as you hold on to him tightly. “Just for a minute.” Wonwoo nods and kisses you softly before capturing your bottom lip between his teeth, pulling it out slightly before letting it go, making you laugh into a bright smile. 

“You are insatiable Y/N.” You shake your head no and Wonwoo smiles and kisses your jaw with a sigh as he feels you relax letting him move from you finally so he can lay beside you before sitting up shaking his head as he looks around the empty room running a hand over his face. You watch curiously before he finally speaks sliding off the bed to grab a towel moving over to you to wipe between your legs making you whine from slight overstimulation as he cleans you up. 

“I’m never sharing again.” You laugh and push him away with your legs only to have him capture your ankle in your hand so he can lean down to kiss your knee before offering you his hand. “I’m serious. I don’t ever want to do that again, never in person again. I can’t stand to watch anyone with you again. I wanted to kill them halfway through it.” You frown slightly and run your fingers over his hand before starting to apologize but Wonwoo helps you stand and shakes his head. 

“No, no. We agreed to it. We wanted to do it, and it was fun. But it was a one time thing. I just know now that I like having you all to myself.” You can’t help but to smile leaning against him as he helps you to the bathroom as he sighs. “Ok well maybe we will invite Mingyu back. He didn’t piss me off too bad. He can play the game well enough.” 

“You give me whiplash Wonwoo. I’m not a game.” Your boyfriend laughs as he lets you rest against the wall as he runs water into the tub before returning to you leaning his body against yours. “You kind of are. All these knobs and buttons.” You laugh and smack at his hands as he pinches lightly at your nipple before he speaks again. “What can I say, I like to change the rules. Keep you on your toes.” You roll your eyes and smile into a kiss as the bathroom starts to steam up.

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“One, if Cheol kills your character I won’t let you cum for 3 rounds. Two, if Mingyu kills your character then I’ll stop fingering you all together for 2 rounds. Three, if you manage to take them both out in a round I will make you cum that round.” You whine as he presses his thumb to your clit making you push towards his fingers. “Four, unmute the mic.” 

You furrow your brows as you unmute the mic and Wonwoo smirks, “They know what is happening. You teased me and said why not just let them hear you. You said how much it would turn you on. Well…Princess play the game.” You gasp loudly hearing Seungcheol laugh into a small groan as the countdown on the screen starts. “We will do our best not to tease you too much. We can only imagine how hard this is for you Y/N.” 

You roll your eyes and start to have some witty comeback when Wonwoo sucks on your clit and you bite on your lip trying to stop a moan. Mingyu bites at his lip, biting back a groan as he tries to focus on the game but has to smirk hearing you moan. “Or how hot you are right now. Careful not to get shot. I’d hate for you to lose Wonwoo’s fingers.”

You open your mouth shocked that he knows the exact punishment but it’s enough to distract you when your character goes down stating that Mingyu has eliminated you. Wonwoo’s fingers slip from you but his tongue continues to run along your folds making you whine. “What the fuck Gyu.” 

“Oh don’t be so mad at me. Wonwoo said not to go easy on you. No matter if we want to hear you get off or not. I had the shot, so I took it. Pay more attention, beautiful.” You start to curse at Mingyu when the next round starts and you squirm slightly at Wonwoo sucking at your folds before you turn a corner and manage to take a shot taking out Mingyu making him curse loudly over the headset. 

Wonwoo laughs against your skin before he circles his tongue around your clit glancing towards the tv watching Seungcheol’s character turn a corner and look straight at yours only to back off when you don’t react too overwhelmed. Wonwoo pulls back as you lift your gun and take a shot taking out Seungcheol. “Doesn’t count. Cheol you fucker. Play the game correctly. You hesitated on purpose.” 

You hear Seungcheol laugh under his breath before speaking up. “Fine, fine…but she sounded so pretty. I got distracted, honestly.” Wonwoo curses before shaking his head running his thumbs along your inner thighs before diving back into you making you cry out. You hear a collective “fuck…” from the other two before a countdown starts and you try once again to pay attention. 

This time when Seungcheol tries to sneak up on you managing to do damage you are sure that you are done but you squeeze your thighs around Wonwoo’s head making him laugh as he has to pull back from you watching you struggle with his friend before down the character. “Good job baby…now get Mingyu and I’ll let you cum.” 

Mingyu laughs into the mic and you swear you can see him smirk as if he was in the room with you. Seungcheol groans softly into the mic and you can’t help but to raise a brow. “Cheol…are you mad at me?” The last word of your sentence coming out higher pitched as Wonwoo’s tongue dives into you making you whine. Seungcheol laughs and runs his thumb over his lips with a shrug as he considers your question only to hear you whine into more moans. 

“No, I’m not mad. I’m just really fucking horny Y/N.” You laugh into another moan as Wonwoo smirks up at you at his friend's words before you gasp at the tv before reacting quickly as Mingyu also gasps when the two of you run into each other. You aren’t sure who is the quicker draw until your screen flashes that you have won the match and you hear Mingyu curse. 

Wonwoo laughs loudly and shakes his head, taking the controller from you. “Oh shut up Mingyu. It’s not like you lost anything, now pay attention.” You gasp as Wonwoo grabs your legs pulling you further down the bed making you laugh into a moan as you have to grab the headset keeping it on your head as Wonwoo slides his hand up your stomach pushing your t-shirt up over your breasts. 

“God I was going to just eat you out to make you cum but…fuck it.” You bite your lip running your hands over your stomach down to your hips as Wonwoo takes off the rest of his clothes when you hear the two men on the other side of the headset trying to stay silent. “I want them to talk to me Wonwoo…or it’s going to be awkward.”

Wonwoo pauses as he pushes his boxers down and kicks them away at your words. You can see the slight jealousy flash in his eyes as he looks over you but when he considers they can’t see you only hear you and it would just be talk he nods. “Alright, we can see how it goes.” You smile at him and lick your lips before reaching for Wonwoo. 

Seungcheol leans his head back in his chair running his hand over his shorts at the sounds you are making at Wonwoo’s lips run over your neck as he lines himself up with you before pushing into you making your breath get caught in your throat. “Talk to me boys.” He smirks and licks his lips before finally closing his eyes. “You feel good baby? Wonwoo makes you feel good?” 

You nod into a smile feeling chill bumps spread over your body as you instantly clench hard around Wonwoo at Seungcheol’s deep voice talking dirty to you. Wonwoo groans against your throat before smirking, “fuck…okay.” Mingyu laughs under his breath, his cock already in his hand as he listens. “I bet he is. You sound like he is so deep in you. You like it deep, beautiful?” 

“Oh god yes Gyu…” When you practically moan his name Mingyu has to close his mouth as he strokes himself in order not to groan loudly in yours and Seungcheol’s ear. Wonwoo leans back to look at you with curiosity as he lifts your leg up at your knee hitting you even deeper making you cry out loudly as you arch your back. 

“You can talk to them too, baby.” You meet Wonwoo’s eyes realizing he is getting off on this just as much as you were as you smirk up at him feeling you clenching around him. His free hand running along your breasts. “Cheol?” You hear a deep sultry, “Hmm?” that makes you moan all on its own. Wonwoo scoffs leaning down to bite at your shoulder making you yelp into a laugh. “Didn’t know you had a voice kink princess.” 

“He sounds so sexy, baby, I’m sorry. Fuck, Cheol do you have your cock out?” Seungcheol laughs and lifts his hips to start sliding down his shorts. “No, do you want my cock out?” You moan as Wonwoo’s mouth latches to your collarbone before you mutter, “yes take it out for me.” Seungcheol groans and nods, kicking his shorts and boxers off before letting his cock rest hard against his thigh. 

“Now what do you want me to do with my cock, Y/N? What is Wonwoo doing to you right now?” You moan rubbing your lips together as Wonwoo’s thrusts slow but deep going harder as he makes you almost let out a hiccup like sound with each hard movement. “I…oh fuck! He’s fucking me so hard. Oh god it feels so good. Cheol I want you to listen and jerk off to me? Hmm can you do that for me? Can you cum for me?” 

Fuck, was all that Seungcheol could think hearing you say that. “Yeah, baby I can do that. I can since you are being so good and taking Wonwoo’s cock like a good little whore.” You smirk at Seungcheol’s words before hearing him groan when his hand wraps around his shaft and he starts to run his hand over his length using his pre-cum to slide easier. 

“Mingyu…” Your voice draws the other man from a slight daze as his hand moves slowly over his cock as he had just been listening, his eyes closed. “Uh huh?” You can hear the whine in his voice making you smile as Wonwoo kisses your cheek before kissing your lips making it impossible to speak for a moment before he moves on to your neck again. 

“Baby are you jerking off already?” Mingyu laughs into a groan and you laugh before moaning when Wonwoo hits you perfectly making Mingyu’s brows furrow as pre-cum seeps over his fingers. “Yeah I am. Fuck you sound so pretty, I can’t help but imagine what is happening and wishing it was me. Sorry Wonwoo.” 

Wonwoo laughs against your check before shaking his head. “I can’t blame you but she will never be yours.” Mingyu rolls his eyes as his friend’s jealousy before leaning his head back as he palms his head with one head the other letting his thumb flick his sensitive nipple making himself groan a bit louder. 

“Oh Gyu you sound so pretty too. What made you sound like that? Tell me what you are doing.” Mingyu laughs and shakes his head no as Wonwoo moves your legs as he pulls out of you only to turn you on your knees so he can move in behind you as you move to lean your back against his chest as he pushes back into you. 

“Don’t be embarrassed Mingyu. She wants to know.” It is Seungcheol who speaks up, making Mingyu laugh again as he circles his nipple again. “I’m playing with my nipples too. I like that.” You smile and moan as Wonwoo mimics what Mingyu is probably doing to you as you push back against him. “I like it too…oh god I’m gonna cum.” 

Wonwoo groans against your neck as he nods, muttering that he’s close too. His hand spreads across your lower stomach as he pushes you back against him. You start to come undone as the pressure builds too much but Mingyu sends you over the edge as you hear him whine into a groan cumming first. His pretty groans cause you to clench around Wonwoo who curses loudly muffled against your skin as he almost bruises your hip holding you so tightly. 

Seungcheol’s lower groans follow a moment later as he leans his head back on the back of his chair with shuddering breaths between whispering your name making you feel like you are going to lose it all over again. Wonwoo can’t help but to be the next one to cum spilling into you and on to your thighs as he lets you move to your hands and knees when he slips from you. 

You smile, exhausted as the headset is taken from you and put on Wonwoo’s head as he talks to his friends for a moment and tells them goodbye between a couple of laughs and “we will see”, “yeah maybe”, “it was fun and yeah Gyu it was hot”. 

When Wonwoo moves back over to the bed you feel a tissue move over your thighs and between your legs as he tries to clean you up but shakes his head. “We uh…should just take a shower.” You laugh and look over your shoulder at him with a nod before closing your eyes as you feel him kiss your shoulder. “That was really fun.” 

You nod at his words and mutter that you wouldn’t mind doing it again sometime. Wonwoo rolls his eyes and makes you turn over before pulling you up and off the bed. “Like I told Mingyu…maybe. You are pretty hot giving out orders.” Wonwoo helps you towards the door as he walks backwards watching you bite your lip. “To other people.” You laugh again as he narrows his eyes. “Don’t get ideas, Princess.” 

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