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can you handle it?

title: can you handle it?

pairing: suh johnny x jeong jaehyun x lee jeno x na jaemin x fem!oc/reader (no name, written in third person)

genre: smut, pwp, best friends!au

summary: Johnny drags her wildest fantasies out of her mouth, or to be more precise, out of her phone. But can she handle it?

warnings: smut, unprotected sex, fivesome, masturbation (f), oral sex (f&m), sex toys, (heavy) degradation, praises, dirty talk, orgasm denial/control, blindfold, anal (f), spit roasting, double penetration, blackmail (it’s a roleplay that starts halfway through, so no, she’s not really being blackmailed, 100% consensual), size kink, free use (kinda?? it’s more like a mentioned fantasy), squirting, fingers sucking, spitting, size kink, bulge kink, overstimulation, dacryphilia, dumbification, aftercare, mentions of breeding kink, (hard) dom johnny, dom Jaehyun, (hard) dom jeno, dom jaemin, sub!oc/reader | lmk if i missed something

word count: 12.400k

a/n: a gift for the 1k followers (thank you again, ily♡) because if I’m going to hell you’re coming with me. another adventure of them (you don’t have to read it to understand this)

“Aren’t we a bit too early?” Jaemin asked, taking a look at his watch seeing they arrived at her place three hours before their date. They had decided on a movie night together, nothing crazy to spend some time together on an early September night.

“We’ve spent all our lives being at each other’s houses when we weren’t supposed to, I’m sure she won’t mind,” Jaehyun replied, holding the bag of alcohol in his hand tighter.

“If she answered maybe,” Jeno huffed and then rang her bell for the third time.

“Jesus, I’m coming.” They heard screaming. “You could’ve left my pack — You?” She stopped when she opened the door and saw her friends standing in front of her. “What are you doing here?”

“Don’t act as if you didn’t know we were coming,” Johnny said, lifting his hands with the bags full of food.

“Yes, but you weren’t supposed to be here so soon,” she chuckled awkwardly, trying to fix herself, and diverting her gaze from Johnny’s that was a little suspicious of how flustered she looked.

He knew that look on her face but shrugged it off.

“Yeah, can we come in?” Jeno urged her. “We were bored at home. You don’t mind spending more time with us, right?”

“No, of course,” she replied, moving to the side, pushing her grey sweatpants up and pulling down the camisole that was rolled up halfway on her stomach. “I just wasn’t expecting you.”

“I told them it was too early,” Jaemin said, leaning in to leave a peck on her cheeks before walking to the kitchen to leave what they bought.

“I don’t have anything ready,” she said, watching as they moved around her place as if that was their own, leaving their shoes and jackets at the door, opening drawers, and placing the alcohol in the fridge.

“Great, should we get started and do it together?” Jeno proposed. “What even did you want to do? A cake?”

“So… you’re staying, staying?” She asked, biting a hangnail of her thumb.

“What, babe? Were you having fun without us?” Johnny asked, raising a brow and smirking at her, making her look away.

“No,” she said, walking toward the kitchen while scratching her neck nervously. “I was so bored I was hoping you were going to come so soon.”

“You didn’t answer me, by the way,” Jeno said, not paying attention to their weird exchange of lines and jumping on the countertop, shrugging when she glared at him, intimating him to jump off.

“I wanted to make muffins but it was a special recipe, I don’t remember it.”

“Well, is it in one of those books?” Jaehyun asked pointing at the culinary books behind Jeno.

“Nope, I saw it on Instagram, I guess. I think I saved it,” she said. “No, yeah, I did, I also sent it in the group chat. I just need to get my phone and,” she stopped, furrowing when touching her thighs she realized her pockets were empty. “Where’s my phone?”

“Want us to call you”? Jaemin proposed with his phone already in hand.

“No, it’s on silent, I think,” she huffed, throwing her head back. Freaking habit of never turning the sound on. “Can you help me search for it? It must be here somehow.”

“Sure, maybe you placed it next to the door when you opened it,” Jaehyun said as they all started walking outside to look for it.

But Johnny had a mere idea of where it could’ve been, so he walked upstairs, made way into her room and called it anyway.

And there it was, a buzzing sound coming from behind a pile of messy blankets and… what…

“God, I can’t believe her…” he whispered with a smirk on his face while he lifted the other object up. “This is going to be so much fun.”

“Where the hell it is,” she cried curled up against the couch with her fingers tangled in her hair.

“If you stay there it surely won’t pop out of nowhere,” Jeno said.

“No need to cry, I’m your saviour,” Johnny cooed, coming downstairs, and shaking the phone in his right hand while his other hand was hidden behind his back.

“You found it!” She exclaimed enthusiastically, jumping from her spot and walking toward him. “Where the hell was it?” She asked, trying to grab it but Johnny lifted it enough that she couldn’t get it, making her quirk a brow.

“Johnny, my phone,” she insisted, the palm of her hand out, patiently waiting for him to give it back to her, not understating why he was acting like that.

“Yeah,” he hummed, “don’t you want to know where I found it?” He smirked and her eyes widened at the realization.

An awkward giggle escaped her lips while she scratched her neck nervously. “You didn’t unlock it, right?

“You don’t even have a password,” he replied. “But no, I didn’t. Wait, is the funny still on?” He teased, a mocking smirk on his face that made her knit her eyebrow.

“You rang the bell out of nowhere, I tough it was the delivery guy with my box.”

Johnny smirked again, moving his hand from his back, “a box full of these?” He asked, shaking the vibrator, making the others gasp.

“Johnny, for fuck sake!” She screamed, trying to snatch it from his hand but Johnny was too tall and too strong compared to her so there was no way she could reach it. “Stop touching it! I didn’t even clean it.”

“Pft, I was inside you, this doesn’t faze me.”

At his words she lowered her head, fingers massaging her temples, cursing lowly as she felt the others reach closer.

“Damn, it’s also a clit sucker,” Jaemin pointed out, turning it around inside his hands. “If you want somebody to eat you out I volunteer.”

“Just shut up, Nana,” she cursed. “And you, give me my phone back!”

“But I’m curious to know what you were watching...” Johnny cooed, giving her doe eyes.

“I wasn’t watching,” she said, once again trying to take her phone back with no success.

“Maybe she was filming,” Jeno teased, laughing lightly at her flustered face.

“I wasn’t filming,” she mumbled under her breath.

“Then what were you doing? Don’t tell me you can actually get off reading what are those called? Ah yeah, smut books,” Jaehyun said with a frown of disgust on his face.

“No, it wasn’t even that,” she snapped, throwing her head back.

“Then what?” Jaemin asked, raising a brow.

“Johnny, no!” She screamed but it was too late, his thumb slid on her screen, and the page popped up.

She gulped, silently watching his lips curl in a smirk before he chuckled.

“Audio porn? Seriously?”

“Mind your business,” she replied through gritted teeth, glaring at him.

“Should we get comfortable on the sofa?” Jeno proposed, placing a hand on her back.

“Nobody is getting comfortable nowhere,” she snapped. “I don’t judge you for the things you do, or watch or whatever”

“Who said we were judging? We told you, we can make you happy,” Jaehyun said, trying to calm her down.

“You will judge me if you see what I’m into,” she whispered.

They looked at each other for a quick second, all thinking the same thing: how terrible were the things she got off to?

But the first one to talk was Jeno, “Let’s make an oath then, we won’t.”

“You trusted us once, can’t you do it twice?” Jaemin asked, batting his eyes at her, making her huff and turn his face away with a playful push of her hand.

“Fine,” she gave up and Jeno didn’t waste a second lifting her up to carry her to the couch.

“What’s with your thing of lifting me up as if I’m nothing? She asked and Jeno laughed.

“I would never want my princess to tire herself,” he pouted, and she rolled her eyes, thumb trapped in her teeth when Johnny sat in front of her and started looking through her phone without saying a word.

This was a terrible idea, wasn’t it?

“Why are you making those faces? Come on tell us what’s going on there,” Jaehyun said when Johnny kept giggling but didn’t say a thing.

“Well, umh, a ton of degradation... I’m surprised. Weren’t you the one that always cried as soon as someone raised their voice at you?”

She whined loudly. “It’s the way they do it,” she cried, hiding her face behind the palms of her hands.

“Oh, should we listen to them?” Jeno asked, a teasing smirk curling his lips. “So we can learn how you like it.”

She shook her head, and mumbled, “the — the way you did it last time... I liked it.”

“Yeah, considering the number of audios with that tag, you love it,” Johnny sighed, shaking his head.

“That’s —”

“Girl, free use? Really? You’re so gross,” he mocked, lifting his gaze to meet her eyes.

She was about to remind him of the pact before but from the way his voice dropped low and his eyes were staring at her with his lips curled in a smirk, she knew that he wasn’t mocking. He was teasing because he knew that had an effect on her and, in fact, it did. Her thighs clenched together and she could feel the room get hotter. Why the hell Johnny had such a hold on her?

“Oh,” the others whispered, getting their silent game without a word.

“And free use in a... gangbang. Too many men, I don’t think you can take it,” he said, shaking his head.

“You know I can. I proved it to you.”

“The numbers on this disgusting audios you get off to are a bit too high for you fragile, little body.”

Bingo. Another one. Johnny smirked when she squirmed more in her seat.

“Imagine yourself surrounded,” he whispered, voice getting lower. “These big, tall men all over you with their big cocks ready to fuck you. And you? What would you do?” He asked, locking the phone for a second to walk toward her. His big body towering over hers as he lifted her chin up and pinched it. “You’d love it because you are disgusting. Because that shit turns you on.”

She didn’t say a word. She didn’t even want to fight back because Johnny slipped into her fantasies so well that she couldn’t break the magic and the anticipation she was feeling.

“And you really told us that being filmed is the wildest thing that turns you on,” Jeno chuckled.

“Maybe she wants to be filmed so even more men can see her,” Jaemin teased, his breath fanning against the skin of her neck while Jeno’s fingers grazed her right thigh. “Isn’t it? The idea of them jacking off to you, not sleeping at night because you are the only one filling their brain. Making them go insane,” he whispered before his lips met her neck and started kissing it, a low moan slipped past her lips, head thrown back and wetness pooling between her legs.

“Yeah, isn’t what you did with us this summer? You loved knowing you had so much power over us.” This time it was Jaehyun talking, and slightly opening her eyes, she could see him stand tall next to Johnny.

“Not answering?” Johnny asked. “Fine, if you want to do it like this. Get up,” he ordered and smirked when she didn’t waste a second to stand on her feet. “Get undressed while I see what else gets you off.”

“I don’t think —” she tried to stop him but was stopped instead.

“Yeah, don’t think. Don’t talk. Don’t say a word. Follow my orders,” he ordered and she hummed. I think you like this, what’s with this title? You’re my object. My possession. My fucktoy. Seriously?”

“Do you really get off to that?” Jeno teased, laughing mockingly at her that was now standing naked, surrounded by them fully clothed.

“Of course, she does, I bet she’s dripping already.” The phone slipped into Johnny’s pocket again, she moved a hand to stop him and take it back but he blocked her and clicked his tongue. “Nah, ah, baby. The phone is my possession, you were caught with your hands in the cookie jar and now we have to teach you some things,” he said, letting go of her hand. “Since you enjoy this so much, let me ask just one time... Would you want to be our free use fucktoy?”

They chuckled when in a second she answered ‘yes’ but she didn’t mind.

“Great. But since I think this might be more intense than last time, let’s set some ground rules,” he said, looking at all of them. “I want to hear ‘red’ if anything gets too much for you, alright, baby? Even though you’re so pathetic that nothing will be too much for you,” he finished with a low laugh, looking into her eyes and she could feel her knees buckle before he moved his attention away from her.

With a wink of an eye, Johnny signaled Jaehyun to lift her back on the couch, making her sit where she was before.

“Since you like to show off so much shouldn’t you do that?” Jeno teased, moving the other chair in front of her so he could see her perfectly. “You should show us how you touch yourself while those things play in the background. Come on.”

She gulped, shyly opening her legs, revealing how wet she was.

“Spread it,” Jaehyun ordered. “Make it drip down.”

“No — no, I,” she tried to retort but their stern gazes shut her up while her hands moved to part her lips, eyes falling shut when she felt a gush slide down.

“See. You can’t pretend you don’t like this. You are disgusting,” Jeno mocked. “And now fuck yourself with those fingers.”

A moan slipped out of her lips when she slipped a finger inside her, feeling a bit of relief from the tension, her head rolled behind as the pleasure slowly intensified. She could hear the low curses coming from their mouths, and the rustling of their pants against their seats as they tried to find a bit of comfort for the boners inside their pants.

“Stop playing.” Johnny’s groan made her jolt, head snapping up, looking at him with a furrow.

“I — I’m not playing,” she replied with a shaky voice, heat washing over her body as she kept moving her finger inside because she couldn’t stop.

“Yes, you are,” he said, laying back against the armchair, legs spreading open and her eyes couldn’t help but fall there, between his legs, the outline of his hard cock too visible to don’t make her look at it with heart-eyes.

“If you want this so bad,” he said with a chuckle, sitting forward to cover his dick, “fuck yourself like you always do. Come on, you can do much better than one finger and your other hand nowhere to be seen.”

She nodded, spreading her legs more and pushing another finger inside, an higher moan slipped out of her mouth while her hand shyly found the courage to move on her body, making them smile as they finally got what they wanted. And her hands kept moving, cupping her boobs and massaging them, eliciting more moans out of her.

“Fuck,” she cried when she curled her fingers inside right where she wanted and pinched her nipple.

“Bet you’re thinking about the audio of before, aren’t you?” Jeno joked, he didn’t even know what the hell she was listening to but he couldn’t care. All it mattered right now was her, totally exposed to their eyes, fucking herself so well he couldn’t keep his dick inside his pants anymore.

She shook her head, lower lip trapped inside her teeth as she felt her stomach tighten when she started pressing her palm against her clit and grinding her hips against it. “Thinking — uhm — about you,” she confessed, eyes opening to make contact with them, drifting on all of them to see them half naked now. A smirk curled her lips, happy she could finally see their bodies again.

“Keep fucking yourself,” Johnny groaned. “It won’t be that easy to have us.”

She whined but kept moving her fingers, adding another one.

“Since you’re not thinking about those gross stuff, I want to see more,” Johnny said, unlocking her phone again, and at that point, she didn’t even care. The worse had passed, right? No, probably no.

“Orgasm countdown?” Johnny asked, quirking a brow, making Jaemin lean over to see with a smile on his face, not a mocking smirk, just an entertained smile.

“Do they tell you when to come?” Jaemin asked. “Do you listen to the orders that men you don’t even know give you?”

She nodded, eyes squeezing shut when she felt the orgasm so close.

“Well, if you listen to men you don’t know you will listen to us, right?” Johnny said and she hummed, not even registering his words.

“Stop,” he ordered.

“What?” She asked, shocked, looking at him, but still not stopping moving her fingers. They had already ruined the orgasm she was trying to reach before by showing up out of the blue. She just wanted to come.

“I said, stop. Fucking. Yourself,” he groaned, standing up, and only then she stopped moving her fingers.

“Johnny, no, it’s not —”

“Shut up,” he mumbled while he kissed her roughly.

“I think you can use something else to have fun with,” Jaehyun said, the couch at her right hollowing when his knee pushed down the seat and he twirled the vibrator in his hand.

“You — you want me to use that?”

“Please,” Jeno huffed, coming at her left, “that’s probably your best friend,” he laughed. “Does it have a little bit of battery left? I think not.”

“It surely does,” Jaemin said, pushing Johnny away and kneeling in front of her. “You always make sure it’s fully charged, right?”

She hummed, nodding shyly, looking down at him between her legs.

Jaemin smiled, his hands wrapped around her thighs and pushed them further apart, nails digging into her skin. “Will you be a good girl and keep your little toy on your clit?” He asked, and she nodded, shaky hands grabbing it from Jaehyun’s hands. “Good, and Nana will go down on you while you keep taking care of yourself, alright?”

“Yes, mmh,” she whined when he lapped at her wetness.

“Fuck, I knew you tasted so fucking good,” he hummed against her. “Come on, turn it on.”

“Can you do it or do we have to do it for you?” Jeno asked when she hesitated to turn it on.

“I — I can,” she whispered.

“Then do it,” Johnny urged.

When the buzzing sound filled the room, Jaemin started licking and pushing his tongue in and out of her dripping cunt, dragging whimpers out of her lips.

“Is it the highest it can go?” Jaehyun asked, lips moving on her neck, leaving kisses and bites.

“No — no, it can go, it can — fuck — higher,” she replied, feeling the orgasm that had been killed before starting up again.

“Then turn it to the fullest.”

“No, it — it will make me come.”

“No, no orgasm for fucktoys,” Johnny said sternly.

“No, please,” she whined louder when Jeno pushed the button and raised the vibrations. “I can’t.”

“You can,” Jaemin mumbled against her. “You’re doing so good.”

More senseless begs came out of her mouth but they were unbothered as their lips were busy kissing other parts of her body, not even leaving a single inch uncovered.

Jaemin hands were firmly wrapped around her thighs, keeping them apart, caressing the skin ever so often to soothe her and calm her down. But she was struggling to hold her orgasm in when Jaemin was sucking and licking so passionately, his hums muffled against her wetness were literally making her go crazy.

“You love it so much,” Jaehyun whispered against her neck, lips sucking and teeth nibbling her skin. “And he loves eating your pussy so much. Are you that good, baby? Do you drive everybody crazy with your sweet little pussy?”

“I don’t know,” Jaemin mumbled before pulling away, “about the others but, fuck, she’s definitely driving me crazy,” he said, before he leaned down again, this time pushing two fingers inside, making her hips jolt against him in surprise.

“You’re so sensitive,” Jeno laughed, starting to move the vibrator, stimulating her even more while his other hand cupped her right boob, massaging the skin and pinching the nipple. “Are you gonna come in his mouth?”

She nodded, mind hazy, and mouth already dry. But Johnny had other plans, lost between the sight of them teasing her and stimulating her he didn’t stop scrolling through her phone.

“Guys, stop.” She was brought back to earth when Johnny stopped them. “There’s an interesting amount of face-fucking.”

“It’s not so much,” she replied, whining.

“But even one it’s enough,” he said. “And spitting, too… So, you are into it?”

She avoided his gaze, trying to close her legs but Jaemin blocked them open. “I — I wasn’t before Jeno did it,” she confessed.

Jeno smirked beside her, a low chuckle rolling out of his lips before his fingers turned her face toward him. “Really, baby? It’s also my fault that you’re so dirty?”

She was about to reply but he shushed her, fingers placing on her lips.

“No, no, it’s fine. I mean, you do look pretty looking like a mess, so maybe we should get started,” he said, caressing her lips with his thumb. “Get you all messy while you suck our cocks and then later give you what you want.”

“Come here,” Jaemin said, getting up from between her legs. “Repay the favour back?”

“You don’t know how to facefuck her,” Jeno complained.

“The hell do you know about that?” The younger replied, pushing him off while he waited for her to get on her knees.

“She wants it hard and you’re too nice for her.”

“Fuck off,” he simply replied before grabbing his hard throbbing cock and pushing it against her lips. “She likes it the way I give it to her. Right, baby?” He hummed, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear and when she nodded, he smirked.

“Fuck, yeah,” Jaemin moaned when he pushed in her open mouth and her eyes looked up at him. Her jaw went slack as she let him thrust into her mouth.

Jeno wanted to complain again about how it wasn’t hard enough but Johnny’s glare at him shut him up.

“Oh, shit, baby,” Jaemin moaned, throwing his head back as his hips started moving faster, making her gag ever so often. “You’re such a good girl for me.”

The praise made her shift in her place, but made her work harder, meeting him halfway through.

“Is it too big for you?” He cooed, lower lip pouting out as he stared at her watery eyes. “Noo?” He sang when she shook her head and moved against him. “Keep bobbing your head on my big cock, come on.”

“You need to fuck her harder,” Jeno muttered under his breath, making her eyes shift on him for a second before she brought them up on Jaemin that wasn’t looking at her.

“You need to mind your business,” he lashed out before looking at her again, tone turning sweet again. “Do you wanna gag on my cock, baby?”

She hummed, ass wiggling in excitement, eliciting an ‘I told you,’ from Jeno.

“Take a deep breath, then,” Jaemin said, pulling out of her and giving her time to breathe again. “And now take it all, deeper and harder, because you love — fuck — my cock so much. Gag on my cock like a good girl.”

It wasn’t like she had many choices when his dick was reaching the back of her throat, she had a quite good gag reflex but it still made her gag around him, spit starting to drool down her chin as the blowjob got messier.

“Can you hold me in? Fuck,” he moaned, his fingers reaching the back of her hair and tangling in her hair. “Hold my cock right there and then — shit — I pull out and only then you’ll breathe.”

She gasped when he pulled out after pressing it all the way down her throat.

“One more time, baby. You’re so good — fuck — your mouth’s gonna make me come,” he groaned, once again slipping completely into her mouth, her throat closing around his tip was the last drop he needed to come, cum filling her mouth, giving her no chance but to swallow. “Fuck, so good, so good,” he moaned before pulling out, watching her gag, and try to don’t make a mess while she coughed and spurted out some cum and spit.

“Look at you,” Johnny cooed, wiping the spit that rolled on her chin but instead of cleaning it, he let it drip down on her boobs, “such a messy, dirty little girl, aren’t you?”

She nodded mindlessly, pushing up, trying to kiss him but he smirked, pulling away.

“I found out another interesting thing about you.”

“Another?” Jaehyun whispered, what the fuck was she hiding?

Johnny snickered, “No, this one it’s not that bad. It’s cute, actually.”

“What? One audio with vanilla sex that probably ended up there by mistake?” Jeno mocked, chuckling lowly.

Johnny shook his head, pushing the hair that stuck to her forehead back and leaving a kiss on her forehead that made her squirm under him. “Our baby wants to be praised, doesn’t she?”

“Praised?” Jaehyun asked. “Didn’t you want to be degraded two seconds ago?”

“I — is it weird that — fuck,” the words got stuck in her mouth when the vibrator started buzzing against her clit again, she didn’t even register that Johnny had kneeled down so he could press it right where she needed the most, too focused on the others.

“What’s weird, baby?” He cooed, urging her to keep going.

She cried, head falling forward, thighs clasping together but it wasn’t enough to dim the sensation of the vibrations and the sucking on her clit. “That both turn — turn me — fuck — turn me on.”

They chuckled but shook their heads.

“Not the weirdest shit that turns you on,” Jeno said.

“But to be praised you need to be good, princess,” Jaemin teased, and she didn’t bother lifting her gaze and looking at him, trying to fight back the orgasm while the toy was working on her at such high speed was the only thing she could focus at the moment.

“I think she has been good,” Jaehyun pointed out, smiling at the way her body was twitching under Johnny, but she didn’t move at all to pull away or stop the torture in any way. She had always been too headstrong when she had to prove a point.

“What do you say, Jeno? Should we let her come?” Johnny asked, raising the vibrations higher, making her head snap up, watery eyes looking up at him, begging him to say yes.

Jeno smirked, he was tempted to say ‘no’ and see how much she could last but didn’t. “She was good. Let her come.”

Her body slumped against Johnny in relief, and the older laughed. “You heard him, come.” And she let go, body relaxing while her muscles finally let go of all the pent-up tension, she started shaking in Johnny’s arms and only stopped when the climax passed.

“Why are you — mhh — why are you looking at me like that?” She asked when her eyes moved up and she met Johnny’s mocking face.

“You said you could take more than us and you’re already wrecked,” he pointed out. “We didn’t even start and I’m sure there’s so much more that turns you on.”

“I can, I’m not tired,” she replied, daring eyes looking into his.

“Let’s see,” Jeno said, standing up to scoop her up from the floor and place her on the couch again. “Didn’t she have a thing for… what was that?”

“Free use?” Johnny continued, tilting his head.

“Yeah. Maybe we should leave you here, bent over,” he said, pushing her chest against the backrest and parting her legs on the seats, “blindfolded,” he whispered, “and each of us will fuck you in every hole and you will have no idea who’s doing what. Do you like that?”

She should’ve hesitated, at least to pretend she had a bit of dignity left, but nothing but “Yes, please, just… use me,” passed through her mind and slid right out of her mouth like a plea.

“Is that what you want, bunny?” Jaemin asked, walking around the couch to come in front of her.

“Yes, please. Fuck me dumb,” she begged, looking up at him before turning around to look at the others.

Before she could beg another time, she felt them all over her. Jaemin was busy kissing her, intensely but rather slowly, taking his time. While she could feel Jaehyun and Jeno’s fingers brush against the skin of her back, causing shivers to run down her spine.

She gasped in Jaemin’s mouth when Jeno pushed two fingers inside her pussy, the cold steel of his rings making her squirm more under his touch.

“Mhh, fuck,” she moaned when Jaehyun moved a hand under her, his fingers making circles on her already sensitive clit.

And she wouldn’t have minded if they kept going like this, but, in the blink of an eye, Johnny was downstairs again — not that she ever saw him leaving in the first place.

“I saw you were well equipped with the lube,” he teased, throwing the bottle to Jaehyun, but she could barely turn around because Jaemin forced her head forward, still nibbling at her lips and whispering teasing words. “And for the blindfold… I guess this bandana will do,” he said, lifting up one of her bandanas, red and silky. “I hope we won’t ruin it, it seems… rather good.”

She hummed mindlessly, watching as Jaemin took a step to the side to let Johnny come in front of her. She looked up, meeting his eyes one last time before her vision went blank.

He gently placed the fabric around her head, covering her eyes before his fingers moved skillfully to close it around the back of her head, tight enough to make it stay in place but not too much to hurt her.

“Is it good, baby?” He asked, brushing her lips and then pinching her chin.

“Yeah, ‘s good.”

“Great,” Johnny cooed.

“Fuck, who’s — umh — who’s that?” She moaned in a choked voice when a finger slipped past her asshole.

“What, baby?” Jaehyun cooed. “You loved that last time.”

“Yeah, I — ummh — I wasn’t expecting that,” she mumbled, breath getting heavier as both he and Jeno started thrusting faster.

“Yeah, I’m pretty sure that if I scroll through your favorites again it will be full of anal, am I right?” Johnny mocked. Well, he did scroll through more of it, and he knew that was true, just like plenty of other things he planned of doing that night. She couldn’t see but from his voice, she got that he was still standing in front of her. “I said, am I right?” He talked again, slapping her cheek with his cock, surprising her.

“Yes — yes,” she replied.

“You looked terrified when I proposed to you,” Jaemin chuckled. “We really have a bad influence on you,” he cooed, pushing his thumb inside her mouth. “Your mother was right.”

“Bet your mom still thinks you’re her innocent, little daughter,” Jeno teased, inserting the third finger inside her cunt, chuckling at the way she was dripping down the couch.

“Maybe we should show her your internet history,” Johnny said.

“No,” she screamed.

“No?” He cooed, “Why? Will she be ashamed of you? Stop talking to you because she hates knowing you get off such disgusting things? Degradation? Free use? Blackmail? Spitting? How nasty, baby, so fucking nasty.”

She nodded, head falling against the couch because she felt the old familiar sensation build up again.

“What if our other friends find out?” Jaemin teased, wetting his lips as he stared at her body reacting to his words.

“N-no, you can’t tell ‘em,” she breathed out, but her words contradicted the way her body trembled and a rush made her skin burn up.

“You don’t want them to know?” Johnny asked. “You don’t want rumors to run around town fast about you? Think about it… you might have your dream come true.”

“No, no. I — I — fuck — I don’t want them to — shit — know.”

“Then do exactly what we order and then, if you can satisfy us, no words will slip out of our mouths,” Johnny whispered, his deep voice hitting right against her earbud making her shiver and the fantasy of being blackmailed turned her more than she wanted to admit. More cum dripped down as she clenched hard around Jaehyun and Jeno’s fingers.

“Mouth open,” he ordered, and she followed, lips falling open and tongue sticking out.

The flow of air in her lungs immediately dimed down when he pushed in completely, his tip reaching the back of her throat before he pushed all the way out.

But she wanted more, she couldn’t stand feeling just fingers and she couldn’t let them know in any way. So she pushed back, wiggling her ass, trying to make them understand but it wasn’t like they didn’t know… they wanted to see, to hear her beg, to watch her break.

“Please,” she coughed when Johnny pulled out, “fuck me.”

“You’re not in the position to commend,” Jeno replied, one hand cupping her ass cheek and squeezing tight.

“But if you don’t want to fuck her, I can do it instead,” Jaemin said, urging at least one of them to do something because teasing her meant to tease each other just as much.

“You already had her mouth,” Jeno huffed, pulling out, cleaning his cum stained fingers on her inner thigh. “I’m sure you can wait.”

“You can wait too,” Jaehyun replied, pushing Jeno to the side. “Need to fuck her first.”

“Wait, why?” Jeno asked annoyed, glaring at him.

“I was here first, and you had her for so long last time,” Jaehyun groaned, pouring more lube on his hard cock, pumping up and down before he pushed his tip against her hole.

“Oh, honey,” Johnny cooed, caressing her cheek but never stopping moving in and out of her mouth, “you’re making them fight over you. Yeah, you love that, don’t you? That they can’t wait to be inside of you and ruin you.”

She tried to nod, but he didn’t need it to know that she loved it, the way her eyes fluttered close was enough.

“Fuck,” Jaehyun moaned when he bottomed out, feeling how tight her ass still was, no matter how much he had stretched her.

“Breathe,” Johnny ordered, pulling out of her, spit rolling down her chin as her nails dug into the couch.

“Fuck, Jae,” she moaned, back arching, torn between wanting more and already feeling like it was too much.

“What, baby? You already had me don’t — fuck — be so shocked,” he replied, groaning, hands wrapping around her waist tighter as he pulled her against him with more force.

“N-no, it’s good,” she replied before her mouth fell open again, blindly searching for Johnny’s cock again.

Jaemin laughed, “Somebody’s eager. Want to suck him?”

She nodded, tongue still out and the sight would’ve been enough to make them come, but they both groaned before Johnny pushed into her warm mouth again.

“Since you’re — fuck — so eager, take it all,” he groaned, fingers wrapping around her hair to hold her head still. “That’s what you want. That’s all you need — fuck. Want them to touch you, too?” He asked and she barely managed to nod. And her eyes, hiding behind the red fabric, rolled in the back of her head when Jeno and Jaemin’s hands started roaming on her body, touching and teasing her everywhere.

“Bet you would want even more, isn’t it right?” Jeno teased while his fingers pinched her nipple, making her let out a broken moan around Johnny’s girth. “Maybe we should spread the news around and let more people pass you around.”

“Would you want that, baby?” Jaemin’s gentle tone teased. “Would you let them?”

She shook her head, body squirming more as she felt another orgasm build up.

“No? Are you all ours?” He asked, hand creeping down to play with her clit.

“Yes, fuck, yours,” she spluttered when Johnny pulled out, making her gasp for air.

“Remember you have to prove it to us,” Johnny said, voice deep and stern. “Unless you don’t want all of our friends to know about your little secrets… we might not let them fuck you,” he whispered against her ear, “but we might fuck you while they watch you.” He chuckled when she shivered and a louder moan rolled out of her lips. “Yeah, you’d love that, don’t you?”

“I bet a few of them would be boiling in anger, eager to get their hands on you,” Jeno added. “And yet, you picked your favorites and it’s not them, what a shame. They can only watch while we get to ruin you.”

She wanted to hold it in, she thought she could hold it in but when those words rolled out of his mouth, she lost it. Slumping forward her legs trembled hard, and the orgasm shook her from head to toe.

“I’m sorry. I — fuck — I didn’t mean to,” she cried, still shaking from overstimulation because Jaehyun was still buried deep into her, and Jaemin’s fingers were moving on her clit.

“You can come as much as you want,” Johnny said. “All you need to do is take us, so if you tire yourself so much, well, that’s your problem. Remember, you don’t want your mother to know about the filthy things you listen to.”

“No, no, I can — fuck — take it,” she mumbled.

“Good, then take us,” he groaned, thrusting into her mouth again.

And her mind went blank again as they started fucking her at the same time. Jaehyun’s hands were tightly wrapped around her waist as he pounded from behind, strokes hard and deep, leaving her trembling under his firm hold. Johnny’s hand was holding her head up, moving her exactly how he wanted, balls slapping against her chin as he pushed down her throat, leaving no space for hair to pass through. She could only recognize Jaemin and Jeno’s hands because of the metal on Jeno’s fingers, but the way both pairs were teasing her body made her mind get even emptier.

“It’s like you were made for us,” Jaehyun groaned, eyes fixed where their bodies met, watching her tight hole suck his cock in with every thrust. “Your tight ass is begging for more. Wonder if you could take two at the same time.”

A muffled whimper resonated around Johnny’s length at the idea of being fucked even more by them at an inhumane stretch.

“Yes, fuck,” Johnny moaned, feeling his orgasm build up. “Is this what turns you on?” He hummed, balls slamming harder against her chin. “Being passed around and filled with cum. You love being — fuck — left all dripping, our cum rolling down your thighs, — fuck — sticking to your skin?”

She mumbled around his length and Jaehyun could feel her squeeze harder around his cock.

“You’re so fucking disgusting,” Jaehyun mocked, slapping her ass. “Dreaming about so many men fucking you, filling you up. Fuck,” he groaned when she came again with no warning. “I’m gonna fill you up, do you want that?” He asked as if he didn’t know the answer. “Of course, you want — shit — you need it.”

And soon after they both came inside of her, filling her from both sides, groans, and moans mixing with the disgusting, lewd sounds of their cum squelching out of her.

“Fuck,” Jaehyun whispered, leaning down to kiss her should. “You’re always so good.”

“Come here,” Jeno said, wrapping a hand around her waist when the other two pulled back, and moved her around, letting her rest against the couch. “Need to try a new position,” he cooed, dragging her so her head was dangling out from the armrest of the couch.

“Mmph,” she moaned when Jaemin smeared her wetness on her skin before pushing a finger inside.

“Can’t wait to fuck you, baby,” he hummed, staring at the mess between her legs with a smug smile, her cum rolling down, mixing with Jaehyun’s that was slowly dripping out of her asshole.

“I need this out of the way,” Jeno said, taking the blindfold off, making her blink repeatedly as she adjusted to the light again, briefly noting how the sun was starting to go down, the only sign telling her how much time had passed since they started. “God, you’re so pretty even when you’re covered in cum,” he whispered before he kissed her roughly, one hand cupping her cheek and the other in her hair.

She moaned in the kiss when she felt Jaemin make his way inside of her wet cunt, fingers slipping out and cock stretching her, leaving her breathless for a few seconds.

“You feel so fucking good,” he moaned, before gripping the back of her knees and pushing her legs flat against her chest.

“Fuck, too deep,” she cried, lifting her head to look at him, a smug smirk on his face.

“You can take me, baby. You can be my good girl like you were before, right?” He cooed, leaning in to get closer to her face, kissing her gently.

“Ye-yes,” she replied, eyes blinking lazily as she relaxed against the soft seat underneath her.

“And you can take my cock, too, right?” Jeno brought her attention back to him, while Jaemin sat straight again and started thrusting faster. “I still don’t know what your mouth feels like.” The tip of his cock pushed against her lips and they parted immediately to welcome him in. The upside-down position was a bit uncomfortable but she didn’t dwell on it much because Jaemin was bringing her too much pleasure, and the discomfort was worth it when Jeno started to groan and moan louder.

“Fuck,” Jaemin moaned, head thrown back and mouth open. “Your pussy feels so good, baby. So much better than your pretty mouth.”

Her hands slapped against Jeno’s thighs, pushing him away.

“What? You know how to suck everybody’s dick but mine?” He asked, looking down at her, watching as she struggled to catch her breath.

“No, I — I can, I — I’m trying,” she mumbled.

Jeno rolled his eyes. “Think you can take it for real this time or will you disappoint again?”

“I won’t,” she mumbled, “I won’t disappoint, please.”

“Beg for it,” he ordered. “Beg for me to give you another chance with my cock.”

“Please — fuck — Jeno, please let me — mmph — let me suck you. I’ll do well, I’ll make you feel so good.”

“You better,” he said, pushing against her mouth again, sliding in. “After all the fucking praises they gave you, I expect you to be good at this.”

She hummed around him, trying to keep her focus on her breathing and stop her brain from forgetting even the bare minimum to don’t pass out. It wasn’t harder because of the position — well, maybe, a bit more — or because he was too big, but because her brain was too far gone.

“Fuck, yeah, just like that,” Jeno moaned, starting to move his hips back and forth.

“So pretty getting fucked like that,” Johnny commented, his hand on her body, massaging her breast.

“You’re so messy, baby,” Jaemin mocked, rubbing his hand on her clit, smearing the cum around, sticking to her skin. “Our messy pretty doll.”

“Are you gonna come again?” Johnny teased, staring at her body. “No?” He cooed when she shook her head — tried to shake her head. “Oh, doll, think I don’t know your body? Think I don’t know the way your back arches when you’re close? Or the way your nails dig in anything they can find because it’s too much for you? Think we don’t know you’re so pathetic that anything makes you come so easily?”

She mumbled around Jeno’s length, eyes squeezing tight and body heating up because it was embarrassing he could read her so easily just after the second time together. And it was humiliating that it took them nothing to make her come.

“As I thought,” Johnny mocked with a smug smirk that she couldn’t see. “Let me guess… if I just touch you here…” he whispered, fingers grazing her clit, “you’ll come again.”

And she did, the nth orgasm of the night ripped out of her, leaving her breathless, trying to gasp for air since Jeno pulled out of her to make her breathe. But this one was longer, exhaustingly longer, since Jaemin’s cock kept thrusting deep into her, and Johnny’s fingers moved fast on her clit and she came again. Squirting everywhere and unexpectedly, a stream of broken moans, cries and curses coming out of her lips as the orgasm almost knocked her out.

“Fuck, doll,” Jaemin groaned. “God, how much do you have?” He asked in surprise when it kept coming. “No, don’t shake, it’s alright, it’s okay, babydoll,” he cooed, dragging her closer to him, body resting completely against the couch seats now as he shielded her with his.

“Too much,” she cried, voice barely coming out and tears rolling down her face, her legs were limp and the only thing keeping them in position was Jaemin’s hand and his body pressing against it.

“Just a bit more,” he whispered, kissing her. “Be good and take my cum.”

Her head rolled back, lower lip tortured by her teeth as she tried to hold in the moans, her hands found the strength to lift up and wrapped around Jaemin’s back, pushing him closer.

“Need to feel you,” she cried as her fingers dangled in his hair. “Ki-kiss me, please, please.”

“Here,” he whispered, leaning down to meet her lips and trap them in a long kiss. Hips starting to falter as he felt closer.

The other three looked at them with a playful smirk on their faces. It was fun seeing her so broken and yet needy. And still, it wasn’t enough for her to make it stop.

“Nana, please,” she almost screamed, nails digging into the skin of his back as she felt once again over the edge.

“Yes, baby, I’m — fuck — here. Come with me?”

She nodded, wet eyes looking up at him and lips shaking, moans getting louder when his hands reached the small of her back and lifted her lower body up, pulling her closer to him, going deeper before he leaned down again, trapping her body under his. And that was enough to trigger her orgasm, walls squeezing so tight, Jaemin couldn’t hold it in either.

“Fuck, fuck,” he moaned, head falling in the crook of her neck, teeth sinking into her skin. “Perfect, fuck, you’re so good,” he praised, leaving one last kiss on her lips before he pulled out. An embarrassing amount of cum dripping out of her and falling on the couch.

She felt her head dizzy, ears buzzing and vision blurry, body limp as she laid there, trying to catch her breath and stop her legs from shaking when Jeno lifted her up again.

“Come here, baby,” he cooed, making her sit on his lap, her eyes widened when she felt his tip prod at her entrance.

“What — what are you doing?” She asked, voice raspy and sore, looking back at him with big wide wet eyes.

Jeno chuckled, “What am I doing? Really, baby? You disappointed me before, don’t you think so? You never pay attention to me,” he pouted, bobbing her nose, a sweet contrast to the way he was manhandling her on top of him

“I don’t — I can’t anymore,” she stuttered.

“No, shh, you can, remember? You don’t want your mom to find out how nasty you are. Imagine her face if she heard all those things you have on your phone,” he cooed, pushing her down on him, her head rolled back and a groan ripped past her throat. “That’s right, baby, just fall back into my arms,” he groaned, wrapping his hands around her waist and moving her up and down, “and moan for me. Want to hear those pretty sounds you make.”

And she would’ve done that if only her throat wasn’t completely sore.

“Open your mouth and lift your head.” Johnny’s voice made her come back to earth — well, partially, because she was too far gone, and her body was following their commands automatically. “Drink up, baby.”

“Is — is it water?”

“No, vodka,” he joked, pressing the glass against her lips, waiting for her to open up before he gently inclined it, the cold liquid rolled down her throat and she found a glimpse of relief. “Better?” He asked and she nodded.

Her head fell back as soon as Jeno started moving again. But it snapped up when she felt Johnny’s cock prod against her swollen cunt.

“Johnny, no,” she cried, biting her lips, feeling another orgasm build up. “Two is too much.”

He laughed, “I thought you were a big girl and you could take it,” he mocked, teasing her entrance, only pushing his fat tip inside, already making her toes curl. “Aren’t you?”

She mumbled something, nodding, shaking her head, or whatever…

“So, is it red?” He asked, tilting a brow, waiting for a stop sign, but that never came. She shook her head and when the words ‘no, it’s not,’ slipped past her lips, he pushed inside, bottoming into her. Her nails dug into the skin of his arms, and she hid her face in the crook of Jeno’s neck.

“Fuck, you two are — shit — too big,” she whimpered. “But — but I like it, fuck, I love it so much.”

“That’s it, good,” Johnny moaned, turning her face around and kissing her hard while they started to work together, finding the rhythm that worked the best. “We’ll keep fucking you until there’s nothing left but those filthy thoughts in your brain,” he groaned, hands slipping behind her knees and pushing her legs pressed against her chest. “Until your mind’s so empty that you’ll be nothing but — fuck — our little fuckdoll, how’s that sound?”

She didn’t answer, but if the hums and nods of agreement weren’t enough to show how much she loved it, the way her walls squeezed around them, was.

“You fucking love this, don’t you?” Jeno groaned, squeezing her boob, feeling her clench even more. “Want to be fucked senseless until not a single — fuck — ounce of responsibility and control weighs over you? Until your mind breaks?”

“Yeah, yeah, please,” she moaned before another orgasm washed over and drained all that was left of sanity out of her.

“You’re such a good girl.” She could faintly make out Jaemin’s voice praising her and then his lips kissing her neck while his hand grabbed hers and guided it on his cock, making her work him up and down. “Open your mouth,” he whispered, smiling when her lips parted more and he could easily slip two fingers inside. “Just suck and relax,” he ordered, eyes glistening as he watched her eyelids flutter close and her chest pant slower.

“Someone really loves sucking on things,” Jaehyun cooed, smirking at the scene in front of him. “Maybe you should keep your mouth full more often,” he proposed.

“Yeah, give you lollipops so you can — fuck — fulfil your needs with them when you don’t have our cocks,” Johnny groaned. “Hey, are you asleep?” He asked, lightly slapping her cheek, making her open her glossy eyes and shake her head.

They chuckled. “She’s just following your order of don’t think at all, right?” Jaehyun cooed while his hand travelled on her body. “Jesus, you’re so messy,” he whispered when he reached her clit, there was cum everywhere, and Johnny was pumping it in and out more, making it messier.

“Are you — fuck — gonna come again?” Jeno asked when he felt her inside twitch more and her body squirm against his.

She nodded, humming around Jaemin’s fingers, sucking at them with eagerness, and came again and again, she had no idea, the orgasm was so strong that she couldn’t describe the end of it.

“Johnny,” she mumbled, eyes snapping open when he pushed his hand against her tummy.

“Do you see it?” He asked, grabbing a fistful of her hair and forcing her head to look down. “See my cock moving in and out of you? See how big it is? How deep it fucks you? How you were made just for this?”

She moaned, gagging when Jaemin pushed his fingers deeper, and a river of spit drooled down her breasts before he pulled out, making her breathe.

“You fuck me — mmph — so good,” she cried, still looking down, quite amazed by the way she could see the outline of his cock. She would’ve stared longer if only Jeno didn’t push her back again against him, turning her face around and kissing her hard, his other hand gripping around her waist harder, leaving marks on her skin.

“Open your mouth,” Jeno ordered and she smiled, already knowing what was coming, stomach curling in anticipation. “Fuck, no hesitation this time,” he chuckled mockingly before spitting in her mouth. “Fucking pathetic.”

“Are you tired?” Johnny cooed, cupping her cheek, grinning when she nodded lazily. “We’re not done with you, babydoll.”

“Thought you could take it,” Jeno groaned against her neck, lifting her up more so he could slam into her faster. “What happened to being our free use toy? Don’t want that anymore?”

“No, no, I — I do, I — fuck — nggh,” she cried, head falling behind, no more strength on her neck to keep it up.

“You still do?” Jaehyun asked, and she nodded, more tears rolling down her face as the overstimulation was seriously getting too much but she didn’t want to stop. She needed them to come into her, fill her more.

“Of course,” Jeno moaned. “Want to go around dripping cum, being bent over any surface at any time, don’t you?”

She nodded, eyes fluttering open to meet Jaemin’s face, contorted in pleasure as he moved her hand on his cock faster.

“You want that?” Johnny cooed, slapping her face light enough to make her eyes open and stare into his. “Want to be our little cum dump, baby?”

“Yes, yes, please,” her voice broke as soon as they started moving faster, Johnny leaned closer, pressing her body between his and Jeno’s making her head spin so fast and feel so small she could come only by that.

“Then beg for it,” Jeno groaned, throwing his head back because it was getting too much even for them. The wet sounds of their skins, her soft, hoarse moans, the warmth of her insides, these fantasies they never even imagined finding hot, everything was too much. “Come on, let me hear your pretty voice — fuck — beg for it. Beg to be pumped full of cum.”

“Please,” she whimpered, voice airy and chest panting faster than before. “Please, a — ahh.”

“That was pathetic,” Johnny mocked, a deep laugh rumbling from his chest. “Try again, doll. And look at me while you beg.”

She huffed, eyes barely opening, heart fluttering at the way he was looking at her. “Ple-please, — come inside of me — mmph — please.”

“Is this all you have to give?” Jeno laughed. “You don’t understand — fuck. No, listen to me,” he groaned when she tried to retort. “Beg for it and tell us exactly what you need. If I don’t — shit — hear those words slip out of your dirty mouth like I want to,” he growled, turning her face around, forcing her lips open, spit rolling down her throat again, “we will come all over you and you’ll come over and over again with that vibrator until there’s nothing to drain out of you, got it?”

She hummed, head bobbing up and down quickly before Johnny turned her face around again. “Your throat’s a little sore, isn’t it?” He asked, lower lip pouting out and she nodded. “Need to wet it? Yes? Then open your mouth,” he ordered.

“You — you, there’s no water,” she said, looking at the empty glass sitting on the table behind him.

He laughed, “who talked about water? Open. Up,” he ordered, voice dropping low, making her obey immediately. “Good,” he smirked before his spit rolled down her tongue too. “And now beg.”

“Please, give me — give me your cum,” she whimpered. “I want to be filled — no — fuck — I — mmph — I need to be filled, need your cum, need to be your — your dirty messy doll, please. Fuck me full, n-nhh, ahhh, fuck me til I’m a — a leaking mess.”

“See, it wasn’t that fucking hard,” Jeno praised, wrapping a hand around her neck but applying no pressure, just to keep her body up, noticing she was going limper every passing second.

“Now we can give you what you need,” Johnny groaned, looking over at Jeno that nodded at his silent words. “Come with us, one last time, come on, you can do that.”

She saw white when the last orgasm hit, leaving her trembling, squeezed between their bodies, tears spilling free and once again transparent fluid squirting out of her, making a mess on Johnny’s abs and her own tummy.

“You — fuck — feel so good,” Jeno groaned, coming inside of her, hips moving lazily, pumping into her and she felt like she could feel their cocks slamming into her much more now, seriously too stimulated. And only when Johnny came, too much cum filling her up, already sliding out of her even if he was still inside, her squirting stopped, and her body chased shaking.

“Fuck, that’s so hot,” Jaehyun and Jaemin mumbled at the same time, their hands on their cocks moving faster, reaching their high too and as soon as Johnny pulled back from her body, they let their cum fall on her tummy and boobs, painting her skin white.

“Good girl,” Johnny and Jeno moaned at the same time. Jeno was leaving kisses against her neck and Johnny moved back her hair from her face, caressing her burning wet cheek. “Our good fucking girl.”

“Guess we won’t tell anything to your mother,” they laughed, pulling away slowly, a copious amount of cum dripping out of her, making a mess on the couch and on the floor. But she couldn’t care, her eyes were too heavy and her body was wrecked, so she slipped into a deep sleep before she could say or do anything else.

“What the hell,” she mumbled, turning around on… her bed? She stood up, feeling sore, and looked around, noticing that yes, she was in her room, her body was clean and she was covered with a big sweater. “Are they still here?” She questioned under her breath, hearing sounds coming from downstairs.

“Look who’s up,” Jaemin said when she entered the living room, turning around from the couch and smiling at her.

“I hope you cleaned it before sitting on it,” she said, walking toward them, groaning when she felt her muscles burn with every step.

“Yeah, we’re not that dumb,” Jeno replied. “How do you feel?”

She shrugged, sitting on Johnny’s lap, snuggling close to his body. “Wrecked.”

“Go back to sleep, then?” Jaehyun said.

She shook her head, rubbing her eyes. “My body is tired but not my mind.”

“Here,” Jaehyun said, walking toward her. “You need water.”

“Thanks,” she smiled, grabbing the glass and gulping it in one go.

“Better?” Johnny asked, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, watching as she nodded and waited for Jaehyun to pour another one.

“You fell asleep so soon before, we were afraid we pushed you too much,” Jeno confessed.

She shook her head, placing the glass on the coffee table and snuggling back close to Johnny. “I’m fine, I was just exhausted,” she chuckled. “If I wanted to stop, I would’ve used the safeword,” she reassured them, hands playing with the sleeves of her sweater nervously.

“Okay,” Johnny said when his gaze fell there, and he could feel her shift uncomfortably on top of him. “What’s going on?”

“What?” She asked, lifting her head up to look at him.

“You’re nervous, you have something going on in your mind, what’s that?”

She huffed, he did know her too well. “I… I had fun, so much fun, but… what if this changed the way you see me? What if you really think I’m gross,” she whispered, looking down at her hand.

“Hey,” Jeno cooed, lifting her head up with two fingers. “You threw up on me at a party, I think that’s the thing that should’ve made me change the way I see you, and here we are.”

“Shut up,” she said, slapping his hand away, and cringing at the memory. Fair, that was humiliating, and there was no need to be reminded.

“Anyway, I’m serious, and I think that’s the same for all of us, right?” He said, looking at his other friends.

“Yeah, also maybe you awoke those fantasies in us, too,” Jaemin commented. “I mean, that was hot in a way I never imagined.”

“So, you were only playing those fantasies, right?”

“Of course, we were,” Johnny said, his hand caressing the skin on her thigh in circles. “And you did such a good job taking so much, you know that right?” He whispered, making her smile shyly and once again look at the floor. “Also, you mean too much for us to think that some silly fantasies will ruin what we think of you.”

“Yeah, also you do tend to worry too much every day, so I’m not so shocked that during sex you want to shut your brain off completely,” Jaemin added, showing her his usual reassuring smile.

“So, you get it! Like, that’s why I like it so much, I know it’s weird but, but I trust you and I can just loosen up, you know? I know giving up control can be a lot but when it’s with the right person… well, in this case, people, it feels so good. I feel like I carry so much weight every day that I just want to turn my brain off when I know I’m safe.”

“And that’s totally valid,” Johnny whispered, resting his chin on top of her shoulder.

“We weren’t expecting so much degradation, though,” Jeno said. “You do start crying at the smallest criticism.”

“But it’s different. It’s more about being talked down at, it’s the tone, the teasing, also… being challenged makes me want to prove something so yeah, you know I’ve always been extremely competitive, and I have to prove a point. And the back and forth with degradation and praises just… does something to me, I guess,” she explained, or at least tried to, it wasn’t like she broke down her kinks every day, some part of it just felt good with no need to give an explanation.

They hummed, it made sense somehow.

“As long as you’re enjoying it, it’s fine for us. It was just surprising, especially because you seem to really be into it,” Jaehyun said, a teasing smile on his lips that made her lower her head.

“You know, I wasn’t surprised about the praise kink at all, considering how eager you are at getting praises and how you do cartwheels every time someone compliments you,” Johnny commented, chuckling tenderly.

“Not my fault. Blame it on being a failed gifted kid, my desire for academic validation and trauma,” she replied with a pout, making them laugh.

“So you’re not even shocked anymore, right? You won’t let this slip with anybody else?”

“Nah, I think that nothing about you can shock us anymore,” Jaemin replied.

“Maybe she keeps dead bodies in her freezer,” Jaehyun joked.

“Maybe the first one will be yours.” She faked an evil smile while looking at him, making him laugh.

“Don’t worry, by the way, we won’t tell anybody,” Johnny reassured her, caressing her back.

“Yeah, also because I don’t want — we don’t want anybody else to have you,” Jeno added, trying to shrug the furrow on his face.

“Good. I got so lost before I didn’t even fear you weren’t okay with this but then you know, after nut clarity was like a cold shower,” she giggled, feeling her heart lighter knowing that they still valued her the same.

“We had the time of our lives, I think it was pretty clear,” Jaehyun replied.

“Yeah, you are good,” Jaemin said. “Like, not only because well, of course, you are attractive and that’s good but you know, it’s you. We’ve known you so long we feel the same safeness that you feel even if our roles are different.”

“I agree,” Johnny said. “I don’t think I’ll feel as comfortable as I feel with you with somebody else. Maybe a girlfriend, after some months, but with a stranger? Not knowing their limits? Not being able to read them and see what gets them the most?”

“Okay so you were all terrible boyfriends,” she joked.

“Nah, when you date someone it’s different because you know them, the problems are one-night stands,” Jeno replied.

“But you weren’t expecting this even from me… Our first time was like a one-night stand.” That was what it was supposed to be.

“Yeah, but trust me when I say that we can read your body. And after last time, I’m pretty sure we can all tell what’s running in your mind while we’re fucking you,” Johnny said and she hummed, hiding in the crook of his neck. “Oh, please, acting shy now?”

“It’s weird when I’m lucid,” she mumbled against him, wrapping her arms around his neck.

“You don’t even want a few praises when your brain’s with us?” Jaemin asked, chuckling when she moved again and stared at him.

“No, I always want praises.”

“Fine, so, in case you were wondering,” he started saying, “you were so good, and we all loved trying those gross things with you so you can sleep at night with no worries, okay?”

She hummed, still feeling a bit shy, but she knew she was just still overwhelmed by everything because there was no awkwardness in the air.

“And since you’ve been such a good girl,” Johnny said, looking at the others, making her do the same, “we have a surprise for you.”

“I can’t take another round,” she said immediately.

“It’s not another round, girl, you milked the fuck out of us give us some time to refill,” Jeno replied.

“You’re always so gross,” she huffed, looking at him with a disgusted expression.

“You are the one talking,” he said and she was about to reply when Jaemin stopped their small bickering.

“Close your eyes,” he ordered her. She could see he was holding something behind his back, but followed the order. “Open.”

“You baked the muffins?” She exclaimed with a big smile on her face, looking at the tray full of sweets.

“We thought you deserved a treat after everything you took,” Jaehyun replied, smiling at her.

“Yeah, and it turned out that on your phone, other than those nasty audios there was also the recipe,” Johnny joked, making her roll her eyes.

“Talking about my phone,” she said, crossing her arms in front of her chest and glaring at Johnny. “Give it back to me.”

“Is there more that you’re hiding?” He asked, eyes wide in shock but taking the phone from his pocket and handing it to her.

“Maybe…” she whispered, turning around to grab the muffin. “Should we see if you’re good at baking as you’re good at fucking?”

“I think that will disappoint you, then,” Jaehyun joked, moving from the armchair to reach the plate on the coffee table.

“Come on, they won’t be so bad,” Jaemin said, doing the same.

“Mhh,” she moaned after a bite, “these are good,” she mumbled, swallowing.

Johnny took a bite and hummed in agreement, “they are good, but they won’t make you run away from your kinks, what’s worse than we already know?”

She rolled her eyes. “Why do you want to know? Are we going to do this again?”

They all shrugged. “Why not?” they asked all together and she sighed, they always knew how to be synchronized when they wanted to.

“You like it, right?” Jaehyun asked. “And it’s not like you, or any of us, is seeing someone? Isn’t this safer and better than random sex?”

“I can’t always take the four of you,” she said after swallowing another bite of the sweet. “Sure, I like it but it’s a lot.”

“We don’t come in a pack,” Jeno said, voice almost bitter. She furrowed looking at him, not understanding his shift, but then shrugged it off.

“I liked the conversation about my kinks better,” she whispered, biting her lip nervously.

“Hey, if you don’t want that to happen again, we won’t make it happen,” Johnny reassured, caressing her shoulder.

“It’s not that I don’t want it to happen again,” she sighed. “But that would make us... friends with benefits? And what if… what if this goes wrong?”

“Then let’s not think about it,” Jaemin said, trying to lighten up the room again. “Let’s stay like this, if something happens, it happens and if we can keep our pants on, that’s okay too.”

“I just don’t want to lose you,” she said, hoping they could understand. But at this point, she was confused too. It had been hard also for her to pretend that nothing happened, not that they wanted to delete that summer night, but they were trying to avoid it from happening again. But she couldn’t deny that she was more touchy than usual and she saw them in a slightly different light than the usual, not a love light, but the attraction was there, so dense they could’ve cut it with a knife and she had no idea where it would’ve led them.

“We don’t want to lose you either,” Johnny said. “But if this will happen again… tell us just one more, please,” he pouted, tickling her, making her laugh.

“Stop, I could’ve choked,” she said, coughing, placing the empty cup of the muffin on the table. “No judging, but you have to promise me for real this time,” she said, glaring at them with a scary pointer finger.

“Yeah, go on, nothing scares us anymore,” Jaemin encouraged her.

“I might have a breeding kink too,” she confessed, eyes drifting on them to see their reactions.

“Shit, breeding, too?” Johnny gasped.

“Oh, hell no, we’re not putting a baby inside you,” Jeno said, shaking his head.

“Dummy, it’s not actually wanting a baby,” she explained, rolling her eyes. “It’s the intimacy and the possessiveness. I don’t know, I can’t give you an explanation and I won’t because you don’t deserve it, you promised you weren’t going to judge but you did.”

“We’re not judging the kink but weren’t you terrified of pregnancy?” Jeno asked.

“It’s not that,” she huffed. “It’s hot, I don’t know why, let me breathe,” she sighed. “I swear I’ll get something embarrassing that turns you on out of your mouth and will tease you for the rest of your life.”

“Oh, come here,” Jeno said, moving her on top of him and leaving a small peck on her lips, “we’re just messing with you. It’s okay to just enjoy being filled with cum and don’t give a philosophical explanation,” he joked and she whined more. “I hate you,” she mumbled against his chest, even if, well, he wasn’t so wrong and maybe the main reason was that.

“Come on, stop messing with her,” Jaehyun said, getting up and stretching. “It’s not that late, should we have our small party anyway?”

“I’ll pick the movie,” she said, lifting a hand,

“You will fall asleep halfway through, you won’t pick anything,” Jeno said.

“I don’t care, gonna grab more food and some drinks,” Jaemin said, excluding himself from their discussion and going to the kitchen.

When they finally picked a movie they all tried to squeeze on her couch, leading to her sitting on Jeno’s lap, while they eat and drank and talked over the movie because discussing it and criticizing it was more interesting than watching it.

“I’m just going to lay on top of you,” she said, lying sideways, taking space on top of Johnny with her legs and Jeno with her upper body. “I’m not sleeping,” she warned, making them chuckle. She needed to prove Jeno a point, but she was so tired that not even her pride could win over tiredness. So, her eyes fell shut, and the next morning she would’ve blamed it on their soft touches on her skin.

“Damn, we didn’t film it,” Jeno pointed out, fingers playing with her hair, studying her relaxed face, completely zoned out from the movie — he had missed like half of the plot by then.

“We’ve saved it for the next time,” Jaemin replied, sipping from his glass before his cold hand started caressing her leg, making her shiver for a second.

“There will be a next time?” Jaehyun asked, looking at them with a furrow.

Johnny smirked, lips curling in a softer smile when he looked at her, sleeping peacefully. “Trust me, there will be.”

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rock, paper, scissors

title: rock, paper, scissors

pairing: suh johnny x jeong jaehyun x lee jeno x na jaemin x fem!oc/reader (no name used, written in third person)

genre: smut, basically pwp, best friends!au

summary: five friends rent a house together for a few weeks to enjoy summer like they used to do when they were younger, thinking that nothing could change their friendship. But teasing leads to pent-up tension and tension leads to problems. Problems that can’t be fixed by playing ‘rock, paper, scissors’ like when they were young.

warnings: smut, sexual tension, implied masturbation, unprotected sex, fivesome, (not discussed) dom/sub dynamics, fingering (f), rimming (f), oral (m), double penetration, spit roasting, rough sex, dirty talk, degradation, praise, minor choking, anal sex (f receiving), spitting, light hair pulling, size kink, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, minor orgasm control, minor dumbification, (hard) dom!johnny, dom!jaehyun, (hard) dom!jeno, dom!jaemin, sub!oc/reader, filth just pure filth.

words: 11.765k

a/n: the 4J smut nobody asked for is here. I think I struggle writing things with no emotions so this one was pretty much a challenge for me, but I hope it’s not too bad and you’ll enjoy it. I made it sound deep in the summary but the ‘problems’ are just them being horny. Let me know what you think with comments, reblogs or asks. ♡

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They had no idea if she was doing it on purpose, but the more they stared at her, the more they couldn’t get what the hell had happened in over a year.

When she had to move out of town for a job opportunity and they stopped seeing her, they were still used to a pretty innocent woman that would always get shy at their sexual jokes or, most of the time, don’t get them at all. But the woman in front of them was a completely changed person. And none of them expected these two weeks together, locked in the same house, to be this hard.

“This was exactly what we needed,” she exclaimed as she faced the balcony of their rented house, looking at the view in front of her, a drink Johnny just made in hand and a big floppy hat covering her from the sun.

“Most definitely,” Jeno replied from behind, lounging on a sunbed with one arm behind his head, forcing his eyes, hidden behind sunglasses, to drift away from her barely covered ass and stare at the view – like he could give two shits about the sea and the beach in front of them.

“We should go to the beach again,” she said, turning around, resting her elbows on the railing, and looking at all of her friends with a smile on her face. “We’ve spent these first two days locked in.”

“It’s hot,” Jaemin replied, “I don’t get why you want to go down to the beach when we have a pool right here.”

“You’re so lazy,” she huffed, waving him off but then moving to sit between him and Jaehyun, wiggling her ass to fit between them, pushing their open legs close so she could squeeze in. “Why don’t you like going there?”

He snickered, shaking his head and trying not to pay attention to the way her skin was rubbing against his. “Too many people. You know I hate crowds.”

“But the sea is funnier,” she whined, turning around, pouting at him, leaning forward to give him big doe eyes to convince him to go with her.

And Jaemin wouldn’t have given up easily if only his eyes didn’t fall on her chest, pressed up and half exposed by the top of the skimpy white bikini. “I’ll come,” he replied just to make her move from that position before he could get a hard-on in front of everybody.

“See, I can always convince you,” she cheered, not noticing anything, not even the way the other three, in the meanwhile, were rather lost in the other curves of her body.

What the hell were they thinking about? They all mentally cursed, shaking themselves out of their thoughts, some of them feeling more guilty and some others just to keep their morality in line but their reason was the same. They couldn’t screw up fifteen years of friendship for being horny. They all cherished her and their friendship. So they came up with the silent mutual agreement of not ruining everything for sex. The nights there were young, and there were so many hot women they could get, it was just a matter of time before she would’ve slipped back into the back of their minds and simply stayed as their dearest friend.

But they were wrong.

Jeno was the first one to lose his mind. He just couldn’t help to look at her in another way when she wasn’t doing anything to don’t make him fall to his knee and wait for the right moment to have her.

“You’ll get skin cancer if you don’t protect yourself,” she said while her hands moved on his toned body – beautifully toned body, she would’ve said – trying not to get lost on it for too long, wondering since when he had so many muscles.

Jeno mumbled a brief response while he tried to keep his eyes open so his horny-dumb-brain wouldn’t have started to imagine her hands somewhere else on his body. “’kay, are you done?” He asked when she reached too close to his lap, standing up and smiling awkwardly.

“Yes, but can you help me too?” She pouted, passing him the bottle of sunscreen and tilting her head to the side.

“On your body?” He asked, scratching his neck.

“Yeah, silly, where else would you want to apply it?”

“Sure,” he replied, pulling his lips in a tight line. “Turn around and lay,” he said, waiting for her to take place in his old position. He had to take a deep breath before squeezing the cold cream in his hands and starting to apply it on her shoulders, her back, hardly skipping her round perky ass, and down to the back of her thighs and legs.

“Oh,” she moaned, “you’re really good with your hands, you know?”

“Oh, sure I am,” he replied with a smug smirk without realizing, “I mean,” he coughed, “I give pretty good massages.”

“Uhm, uhm,” she moaned again, eyes closed and lips parted. And Jeno had to gather all the will in his body to don’t move her bikini to the side and fuck her right there to see how even prettier she would’ve looked if those sounds came from even more pleasure.

“Turn around,” he said, shaking his head as if to scroll those thoughts out of his mind. “Do you also need my help here?”

“Yeah, I covered your whole body, do the same.”

“Fine,” he sighed, splashing more cream in his hands and doing the same in the front of her body. “Why are you laughing?” He asked, while his hands were on her stomach, her soft smooth skin making him want to taste so much more than just that.

“Nothing,” she said but her lips were still turned up in a playful grin while she stared at his hesitant hands.

“Okay, come on, now, what’s this?”

“As soon as I complimented you, your hands started shaking,” she smiled, sitting up once he was done, and brushing a strand of long black-greenish hair behind his ear. “You’re cute,” she said before leaving a kiss on top of his nose and getting up, running outside to reach the others in the pool.

Jeno stood there for a while, frozen, before he sighed loudly, shaking his head. “She’s going to make me go insane.”

The second one to realize that the plan wasn’t working was Johnny.

He wasn’t used to hearing her pick up all his dirty jokes, so he kept making them and every time got taken aback when she would, not only flirt back, but sometimes, even start it all.

“Could you please stop taking so much space on the couch?” She whined, trying to fit next to him as they tried to choose a movie to watch.

“Hey, you know I’m a big guy,” he replied with a smirk on his face and winking, expecting her to squirm and hide in embarrassment.

“Do I?” She replied, looking at him in the eyes, smirking back. “You know, I’m a visual learner,” she joked, clicking her tongue before turning her attention to the tv again, chuckling lowly as she could still see his stunned expression and feel how his body tensed up.

But Johnny tried to hide it, and cleared his throat, squeezing in his seat to leave her more room.

Or when they were in the kitchen, trying to fit the frozen mixture of a cake they decided to prepare into a form.

“It will never fit,” Johnny groaned, throwing his head back, and shaking his red-brown hair out of his face since his hands were dirty.

“Don’t you know how to be patient?” She asked, coming to his side, taking the dough in her hands and placing it on a plate for a moment. “If it doesn’t slide in,” she said, voice lower than usual as she dirtied her fingers with butter, “it means that you have to get it nice and wet and slippery,” she explained while her fingers ran over the sides of the silicone form before she gently squeezed the dough inside. “See, how easy it is to make it fit if you take it slow?”

Johnny hummed, looking away from her fingers, trying to scroll out of his mind the thought of those fingers being inside of her as he watched how she would take care of herself. “Thanks, I guess,” he babbled, forcing a smile on his face and trying to avoid her teasing gaze.

She shrugged, patting his shoulder with her clean hand. “A shame, by the way, I always imagined you as someone that knew how to take it slow,” she winked, before leaving the kitchen.

Oh, he thought that too before her.

The third to give up was Jaemin. For him, it was the constant touches. The way her hands always found a way on his skin, or in his hair, touching him as if her life depended on it.

When he played video games she always found an excuse to sit on his lap, unknowingly – he wasn’t so sure about that – grinding against him. Or when he wanted to enjoy the peace of the evening and read something outside of the porch she was always there, snuggling close to him. But worsts of it all were their days at the beach.

“Your skin is so soft,” she cooed one day while they were sitting under the umbrella and her head was resting against his shoulder, her hands gently caressing his arm.

“Thanks,” he stuttered, not really knowing what to say, too afraid that, if said more, not-so-appropriate sounds would’ve rolled out of his mouth. Why was she touching him like this? Why was her leg so pressed against his? Wasn’t she hot? And why the hell she never asked the others to go with her? Did she like making him suffer?

She chuckled, moving one hand up under his chin and turning his face toward hers. “Thank you for always coming with me here,” she purred, letting her hand trail up and reach his dark-brown hair, ruffling them playfully. “You’re the best.”

Jaemin swallowed, trying to keep his eyes on hers and not on her soft, plump lips and don’t lean in to kiss her, smiling lightly and thinking that fuck, this was going to be harder than he imagined.

The last one to fall was Jaehyun. He couldn’t really get why she insisted so much to train with him, she had never been a gym girl anyway. But now she was always with him for the few hours he would spend in the small gym inside the house. And he hated it.

He hated the way the pink leggings wrapped around her body. He hated the way her tits bounced when she ran and he could hardly take his eyes off of them. He hated the moans that rolled past her lips when she had to push her body past its limits. And he hated himself because he wasn’t one that typically lost control, so why was he losing it with his best friend?

“I don’t get why you’re always here,” he whispered one time, chuckling, shaking his head as he kept his focus on the weights he was cleaning. Pretending they were much more interesting than her passing a cloth over her body to dry the sweat.

“To stay fit?” She replied as if it was obvious.

“Yeah, but why? Since when?”

“Why not? I’m with you. I don’t have all those other judgmental people I’d have in a real gym and I get to see muscles anyway,” she winked, patting his head.

Jaehyun stuttered something under his breath before lifting his head to stare at her. “My muscles?”

“Oh, please, don’t act as if you’re not aware of the body you carry around.”

He smirked, lowering his head to hide the blush. “And you like the body I carry around?”

She giggled, stealing a white towel close to his seat, and wrapping it around her shoulder before walking to the door. “I love it,” she winked and then sent him a flying kiss that he didn’t even try to catch, too caught up in this. Too caught up in her.

“Tell me you’re seeing her,” Jeno cried out in exasperation when he barged into Johnny’s room, knowing he would’ve found all of them there. She went out to buy something, giving them a bit of time to breathe.

They quirked a brow, putting down their phones to look at him. “Her as in our best friend or another girl that’s making you lose your mind?” Johnny asked, throwing his head back to look at him.

Jeno sighed, running a hand in his hair and pulling. “Yes, congratulations, you got it. Of course, it’s her, who else could it be?”

“And? What do you want us to do?” Jaemin asked, twirling in the chair, resting his head against his fist.

“I don’t know, but she either calms down or I can’t promise you I’ll be able to resist much more,” he huffed. “She’s doing it on purpose, she’s never been like this.”

“Or maybe you never wanted to look at her like that,” Jaehyun said, shrugging.

“Please, don’t tell me that a year ago she was the same,” he groaned. “Have you ever seen her wear those skimpy dresses? Wear so much jewellery? Do her hair so nicely? Or be so touchy all the time?”

“She had never been ugly, though,” Jaemin said, “Jae’s right.”

Jeno rolled his eyes. “It’s not about being ugly but she was so fucking innocent and naïve and now she’s… she’s always the one flirting,” he snapped. “With everybody.”

Johnny laughed. “Yeah, you mad because it’s not you.”

“Shut the hell up,” he retorted. “I was trying to be nice because I know you want her just as well, and you know she wouldn’t say no to me. So… how are we going to do this?”

“Are we planning this?” Jaemin asked, furrowing his brows. “You’re making it sound like a bank robber.”

“Well, it could be even more dangerous than that.”

A few days passed as they tried to test the waters, sneaking around her, trying to flirt back and tease her just as much without slamming her against a wall or any surface they had near them. But nothing really happened, just her usual jokes, and light touches and then she would walk away as if nothing happened, leaving them high and dry.

Their plan was to try to push her harder until she would’ve picked one of them and they couldn’t get mad at each other or fight over who should’ve tried their luck. But nothing. Not even a glimpse of intention of going all way with one of them. Just a long and gruelling torture made of teasings and sexual tension that wasn’t leading them anywhere.

“I’m telling you, I can’t do this tonight,” Jeno warned them, sipping on a cocktail as he leaned back against ‘their table’. They were at a beach party near their rented house, organised by some people they met there but it wasn’t like any of them could really care about the party when they had her.

She was going around collecting drinks, and men, dancing on everybody, letting way too many foreign hands roam on her body and – worst of it all – she wouldn’t miss the chance to look and smirk at them when they casually faced the same way.

“You say it every time and you didn’t fuck her yet,” Jaehyun sang, raising a brow before sipping from his drink too, eyes never leaving her body swinging in a man’s arms.

Jeno glared at him and then clenched the glass tighter. “It’s not like I can force her, can I? And didn’t we have a pact between us? I’m just being nice with you guys because I’m more than sure that with some more talking she would fuck me with no hesitation.”

“Would she?” Jaemin asked, peaking his head forward to look at him. “Because it looks like we’re all in the same boat.”

“Then what do we do?” Johnny asked, shaking his hair out of his face, winking at her when their eyes met.

“Man, I don’t know, if I had a solution to this problem I would’ve solved it,” Jeno replied.

“Hey, guys.” There she was, chest panting, sweat pearling her skin, hair flying lightly in the sea breeze, and a bright smile on her face. A vision that made them all stop in their tracks and get lost in the shape of her body. “Guys?”

“Yeah, uhm, yeah,” they replied, shaking their heads and swallowing, trying to hide the embarrassment of being caught, and luckily for them, she simply chuckled. “The drinks are already getting to your head, aren’t they? You really can’t take it anymore.”

They all snickered and then Jeno replied, “no, we seriously can’t take it anymore.”

“I’m getting bored here,” she pouted, squeezing in between Jeno and Johnny and wrapping her arms around their shoulders. “Can we go home and play something just between us?”

“Bored? It seems like you are having so much fun, there,” Jaehyun joked, and Jeno hit his stomach with his elbow, making him groan in pain.

“We can surely go home, now, as soon as possible,” he replied, pulling her away from the others.

“I need my shoes,” she whined, trying to push back.

“Johnny will get them for you, we just have to walk on the sand, come on, now,” he insisted. “Want me to carry you? Want to see how strong I am?”

The other rolled their eyes hearing his words and watching as he carried her to their place, their giggles fading in the distance.

“We better hurry before he seriously talks her through getting dicked down,” Jaehyun warned them.

Once they were all inside, they decided to play beer pong, which wasn’t even beer. But whatever mix of alcohol they had put in was good.

“So the winners get what?” Jaemin asked, reaching the other side of the table to stay at Johnny’s side to get ready to play.

“Nothing,” she replied, “it’s just for fun, why would you want to win something?”

“Then who loses should get a penalty, at least,” Jeno said. “Come on, there’s no fun with no penalties.”

“Swapping clothes with someone else,” she shrugged, grabbing the ping-pong ball.

“Hey, what’s the fun in that? If they lose they would wear your dress and you wear their big shirt and jeans?”

She chuckled, “What? Sad you won’t be able to stare at my body anymore?”

Jeno coughed while the others laughed under their teeth. “I don’t stare at your body,” he retorted with an obvious lie. “But fine, clothes swapping for the losers.”

So they finally started playing, their team leading with 5-3 out of 10 points against Johnny and Jaemin, but they never reached the final game. She wasn’t dumb, she knew what was going on, they had never been so clingy, and it surely wasn’t because she needed help to play the game. Jaehyun and Jeno’s hands rested on her back for most of the time and Johnny and Jaemin were concentrated on everything but where to aim the ball.

“Would you please stop looking at me like this?” She asked, turning around to lean against the table, arms crossed in front of her chest, not throwing the ball but placing it in one of the glasses.

“Like what?” Jeno asked, playing dumb.

She snickered, fanning her hair back, and curling her lips in a grin. “Like you want to fuck me.”

“What?” They all gasped, pretending to be shocked, shaking their heads, Johnny and Jaemin moving around the table to walk toward them.

She scoffed, chuckling under her breath. “Seriously? What? I see the way you look at me,” she started saying, getting up and walking around them. “The way you’ve been looking at me since this holiday started,” she smirked, one finger running up and down Jeno and Jaemin’s bicep before she walked behind them and reached Johnny and Jaehyun, making them hold their breath in a weird mix of sexual tension and fear of having screwed their friendship up. “You know,” she whispered, walking away and sitting on the couch, legs crossed together and upper body leaning against the backrest, “I thought at least one of you had enough guts to man up and come ask me.”

At the tease, Jaemin snapped, turning to stare at her better. “You think we’re not brave enough?

She shrugged, moving her hair to the side. “Well, you’re there, drooling over me, jacking off thinking of me,” she smirked, eyes glinting at Jaemin that turned red in a second, so she heard him that day... “and yet…” she whispered in a huff, throwing her head back.

“Fine,” Jeno snapped, turning to the boys, “if this is how you want it, we’re picking who gets to fuck you. Rock, paper, scissors.”

She laughed in disbelief. “You’re picking who gets to fuck me with that game? Like when we were kids and you had to choose who played my husband?”

“Yeah, why do you think none of us made the first move?” Jaehyun replied, hand still clenched in a fist, ready to play the game. “It’s a bro thing, it wouldn’t have been fair to us and to you. We were waiting for you to pick but you never made the first move either.”

A smile crossed her face before she turned it into a smirk, “Pick?” She asked, twirling a strand of hair in her finger. “Who says I want to pick?”

They chuckled awkwardly, looking at each other and then at her to see if she was playing, if they were all in the same perverted and weird dream or if this was a just as sick and perverted reality. And when it turned out to be the latter, they all laughed.

“Yeah, fine, nice joke, but you’re still not as funny as me,” Johnny said.

She laughed too. “You seriously are so dumb at picking up signals,” she huffed, one hand moving to trail on her thigh, moving the dress up so slowly it felt like torture but none of them seemed to find the strength to move, it was like there was an invisible wall separating them. “I thought I was the loser, innocent one of our group but turns out that having fucked half of the earth’s population doesn’t make you smart either when it comes to this.”

“Hey! We didn’t fuck half of the population,” Jaemin complained. “And you are the innocent one… well,” he gulped, getting lost in the way her fingers were tracing her body, moving up to her stomach, to her breast, to her neck and then back down, “you were.”

She snickered, “So? Do I have to put on a show for you to get somewhere? Because apparently, the ones I’ve been putting on weren’t enough to make you grow some balls and confront me.”

“Okay, you need to stop this,” Jeno warned, getting mad at the teasing. “We respect you.”

“Yeah, and we’re friends and we’ve known each other for so long, we wiped your tears when those silly boys broke up with you because you weren’t ready to have sex,” she mocked, rolling her eyes back. “And I don’t care. I think we’ve crossed that line for a little while now, don’t you think so?”

They looked at each other with a frown but then hummed.

“So let’s cross it even physically,” she proposed, leaning forward. “If I have to regret something I want to regret the best fuck of my life, not some mental games that are bringing me no pleasure at all.”

“Okay, is this seriously you, or did somebody exchange you?” Johnny asked, raising a brow, still not fully believing her words.

“People can change so much over a year, babe,” she winked. “But since you look so taken aback, I have a pretty long list of people at the beach that wouldn’t say no…”

“No!” Jeno shouted, walking to her in a second and pushing her back down on the couch. “I don’t care what they say but I am not losing this chance with you tonight.”

“Good,” she smirked. “And you? Want to play rock, paper, scissors with your morals and then decided what to do?”

“Fuck it, I know what I want to do,” Jaehyun exclaimed, placing the cup down and walking toward her.

“You two?” She asked one last time, smiling at the last two friends. And with just one last look at each other, they were all over her, lips hungrily kissing her skin and hands touching every inch of her body with much more vigor than in the past days.

“Oh, wow,” she chuckled, “you truly were holding back these days.”

“Shut up,” Jeno scolded against her ear. “You are such a fucking tease, you knew what you were putting us through.”

She only giggled at his words, enjoying the others’ greedy attention. “As if you weren’t enjoying that.”

“We hated that,” Johnny retorted. “Maybe we should teach you a little lesson. Give you a taste of your own medicine.”

“I don’t think you’ll be able to do that,” she teased but got immediately shut down when Jeno kissed her harshly and tugged her hair, making her lips part in the kiss to let out a low whimper.

“Let us show you, dear,” he replied when he pulled away, standing up to get rid of his shirt. Her eyes trailed on his body, watching his muscles flex and having to close her slightly parted mouth to don’t drool at the sight. “Yeah, you love this, don’t you?” He teased, kneeling next to her again. “You could’ve had me much before if only you didn’t put up with your stupid teasing game.”

“My stupid –”

“Shhh,” he shut her up with a finger on her lips, “no talking back, it’s useless.”

She gulped, but couldn’t help to let a small smile creep on her face at this unknown side of him. She heard stories about Jeno in bed but well, they were best friends, she never dug too deep into them and now…

“Look at you,” Jaehyun said in awe, “you really do love this.” He was a little taken aback, no matter how much he wanted her, he knew her, well, he thought he knew her, and he wasn’t so sure she could keep up with their rhythms and kinks but apparently, he was wrong.

Johnny snickered when she hummed, smiling at Jaehyun. “Should we test just how much you love this?” He asked, letting his hands travel under her dress and gripping the elastic of the panties to slowly pull them down. “Should we see how far we can push you before it gets too much for our little, innocent best friend?”

She smirked, humming lowly. “Or how much of me you can take.”

“You’re still not done with your stupid games, I see,” Jeno huffed. “Well, we’ll put an end to this soon,” he said before unexpectedly lifting her up, making her gasp. “My bedroom, now,” he ordered to the others as he carried her upstairs on his shoulder.

When they reached the bedroom, Jeno was on top of her, his hand already teasing her wet pussy while his lips kept tormenting the skin of her neck.

“You’re so greedy,” Jaemin complained, jumping on the bed next to her, kissing her too, “you want everything to yourself.”

“Not my fault you can’t keep up with me,” Jeno replied, pulling away and spreading her legs more. “And look at you,” he teased, fingers smearing her wetness and playing with her clit, “so wet already? Have you been thinking about us all night while you let those other men touch you?”

She hummed against Jaemin’s lips and gasped lowly when she felt Johnny’s lips wrap around her hard nipple.

“You’re so pretty,” Jaehyun whispered, touching her thigh, but his eyes were stilled where Jeno’s fingers were still moving on her.

“And excited,” Jeno added when two fingers slipped into her with ease. “Fuck, you’re so hot.”

She whined, pulling away from Jaemin’s kiss. “Stop teasing, just fuck me already.”

A burst of deep laughter rolled out of their lips, “Desperate little thing,” Johnny mocked. “I thought we had to get you nice and wet and slippery,” he whispered close to her ear, marking every word, reminding her what she had told him before, making her lift her gaze on him and suppress a moan when Jaehyun’s fingers slipped past her entrance too. “See,” he chuckled darkly, pulling away from her, “you have a lot to take, babe. You don’t want to break, right?”

“I won’t break,” she bit back, huffing, head rolling back when Jeno and Jaehyun’s fingers started stretching her more, rubbing so against her walls.

“No, you won’t,” Jaemin whispered, kissing her chest and then biting down on her nipple, eliciting a soundless gasp from her. “You wanted this. Wanted all of us.”

“Yeah, you won’t back down, right? Realize we’re more than you can take a run away like a scared little kitty?” Jeno teased, pushing one of her legs further down so it touched the mattress completely, exposing her more, making her whine as shame crept up.

“Please, nobody believes you’re shy after all you’ve done these past days,” Jaehyun teased, moving her hands out of her face.

“You can’t feel embarrassed with us, right?” Johnny cooed, caressing her cheek, blocking her wrists over her head so Jaehyun could focus completely on fingering her. “Your best friends. We’ve seen you grow,” he pouted while his free hand moved down to reach her clit, the stimulation so intense that she couldn’t find the strength to answer, making them all giggle lowly.

“Just started and she’s already wrecked. This ‘s going to be fun,” Jeno whispered but she didn’t even get it, too caught up in the first orgasm approaching. She might’ve not been innocent like she was before – or like they thought she was before – but she had never done anything like this, four men all over her, touching, kissing, licking every inch of her body. A fantasy she wanted to try for so long but never imagined she would have the chance to, especially not with her best friends.

“’M close,” she moaned, one hand wrapping around Jaemin’s hair while he was still pressed against her boobs sucking her nipple, and the other leaving marks on Johnny’s thigh.

“Oh, already?” Jeno cooed, stilling his movements inside of her, making Jaehyun follow.

“No, please, please, don’t stop. I’ve been good, why would you – shit – oh,” she gasped when they picked up again, laughing at her.

“Just wanted to hear you beg,” Jeno replied, shrugging. “You know, you always demand in our friendship, always so good at making us do whatever you want.”

“Can you please make me come?” She pleaded, fluttering her eyes at them.

“See, why you never think about us?” Johnny huffed, quickening the pace on her sensitive clit, and then pushing two fingers into her mouth, freeing her wrists. “That’s better,” he cooed, “stop whining and just take what we give you.”

She hummed around his digits, tightening the hold around Jaemin that never stopped torturing her nipples, and squirming under the other three’s hands.

“Just because I can’t wait to be inside of you,” Jeno said, fingers pumping in and out harder, filling her when Jaehyun’s were out and vice versa, never stopping stimulating her, “come for us, come on,” he ordered.

The first orgasm hit her hard, leaving her shaking already, and once she came down from the high they gave her no time to breathe.

As soon as Johnny pulled his fingers out of her mouth, Jeno pushed his, covered in her cum, in, forcing them down her throat. “Taste yourself, babe,” he ordered. “Like this, so good.”

“Are you ready for the real thing?” Jaemin asked, getting rid of all his clothes, thick cock springing out of his boxer, red tip leaking pre-cum, making her mouth part in awe.

“Are you going to fuck me first?”

“Want to complain even about that?” Jeno tsked, shaking his head.

“I wasn’t complaining,” she glared at him, sitting up and crawling to Jaemin to kiss him.

“Want to fuck your ass,” he confessed against her lips, making her pull away and chuckle nervously as she stared at him with a furrow on her face.

“Oh, princess has never been fucked in the ass before,” Johnny laughed at her expression.

“No, I…” she started mumbling but Jaemin kissed her again, hands travelling down to cup her full ass and squeeze it in his palms, eliciting a low moan from her.

“It will feel good, baby,” he cooed. “You trust me, right? You know Nana won’t ever hurt you.” The sweet – yet, condescending – tone of his voice made the other chuckle at his attempt to ease her into this but she found it normal, it was a usual Jaemin trick, it couldn’t have led to anything dangerous, right? Anyway, she did trust him and she was willing to try.

“Just… prep me,” she whimpered when his fingers grazed her sensitive rim.

A big proud smile crept on Jaemin’s face. “Fuck, I love you,” he exclaimed before signaling her to lay on the bed with her face against the mattress.

She closed her eyes when the lewd sound of his spit hitting her rim resonated in the room and his lips started working on her, moving with precision and yet eating her out as if she was his last meal. But the sweet gestures stopped soon when his finger slipped past her rim.

“You’re so tight, baby,” he cooed, his sweet tone hiding the devilish smirk on his face as he watched her body hardly taking him. “Need a little help?”

She hummed, nodding, cheeks brushing against the sheets, and eyes squeezed as she tried to relax around his finger, pain mixing with pleasure. It wasn’t that terrible but it still was a weird feeling.

“I don’t think we have lube,” Jeno said before spitting on her ass loudly.

“Ugh,” she moaned, thighs squeezing together and breath faltering.

“Oh,” he whispered, lifting a brow, “you like that…”

“You’re so fucking filthy,” Jaehyun mocked, watching the scene with curios eyes.

“Well, since you love this so much, it will work,” Jaemin shrugged, moving his finger faster inside of her when another string of saliva rolled out of Jeno’s mouth.

“No, what… what if it’ll hurt?” She managed to breathe out, shaking her head, trying to lift her body up from the mattress but Johnny held her right in place, pushing her further down.

“It won’t hurt, alright? You can take it,” he said, caressing her back. “But… since it’s you, I’ll go see if I have some.”

“Tha-thank you,” she mumbled, voice dying in her throat when Jaemin added another finger after he spat on her again.

“Oh, please, it’s not hurting, your pussy is dripping on the sheets. You love this.”

“Mmph, yeah, but – but – fuck – you’re big, so big,” she breathed out, hiding her face in the pillows from embarrassment.

“Oh, little red riding hood got herself in trouble?” Jeno teased, caressing her hair gently before tugging at it and turning her face to the side again. “Fell into the big bad wolf trap imagining you could take it?”

“I can take it,” she retorted, knitting her brows but only making him snicker.

“Whining a little too much for someone that’s sure about her abilities.”

She simply groaned, closing her eyes again and trying to relax even more around Jaemin’s fingers.

“Here it is,” Johnny exclaimed, entering the room again and throwing the bottle at Jeno that caught it swiftly.

“I liked the spit better but anyway,” Jeno shrugged before squirting a big amount of the liquid on her rim.

A louder moan rolled out of her lips when the cold liquid dripped inside her and Jaemin’s fingers started moving faster now that there was no friction against her insides.

“And man, move, she’s ready,” Jeno huffed impatiently.

“Can you please have some patience? She loves this so much, just look at her,” Jaemin replied, eyes drifting from him to the string of cum that was drooling out of her pussy and the way her ass was clenching around his three fingers.

“Yes, and imagine how much she’d love your cock,” he replied with a fake kind smile on his face. “Tell him, babe,” he ordered, tugging her hair again and arching her back, “tell him how badly you need your pretty ass to be filled with his big cock.”

The nasty words and the condescending tone made her insides twitch, pussy clenching around nothing and mouth opening wider. “Need you,” she mumbled, trying to open her eyes and tilt her head more to look at Jaemin.

Johnny chuckled, pushing her upper body up completely, cupping her cheeks and squeezing tight. “Tell him exactly what you need. We know you’re not innocent so stop fucking pretending.”

She gulped, falling on her hands when Johnny let go without a warning. “Jaem,” she whispered, looking past her shoulders, “need your – mmh – need your cock to fuck my ass, please,” she moaned, nails gripping the sheets when he stuffed his thumb into her wet pussy, cutting the air out of her lungs. “Please, please, fuck me hard. Jaemin, please.”

He smirked, a low snicker rolling past his lips. “As you wish, princess,” he replied, pulling out, watching as her holes clenched around nothing before he grabbed his dick and lined it against her swollen hole. He leaned against her back, lips brushing against her ear, “but just know I won’t be treating you as one.” He smirked before bottoming out completely, thick dick stretching her more than his three fingers did, making her gasp and collapse against the mattress again, body going limp under him.

“Fuck,” he groaned, throwing his head back and holding her waist tight, “feels so good.”

“Wait, wait,” she mumbled, trying to stand on her hands again but Jeno pushed her down another time. “No, the condom, the – fuck – Jaemin.”

“We’re clean,” Jeno replied instead. “We told you we care for you. Do you really want to see the test results, now?”

She opened her mouth to speak, mumbling something, “You – fuck – you checked yourself?” She asked in disbelief, honestly, it was good but fuck, how desperate they were? How much were they rooting for this to happen?

“Of course, we did,” Jaehyun replied. “Your safeness comes first.”

“You’re – shit – fuck, okay, I guess, I…”

“I think you should just shut up now and relax,” Jaemin shut her midway, slapping her ass cheek. “You said you trusted us. You do trust us, right?”

She nodded, trapping her lower lip between her teeth when he started hitting deeper and faster.

“Tell us that you do,” Jaehyun said, tapping her cheek gently. “Come on.”

“I – I trust you,” she cried, “I trust you – mmph – so much.”

“Good girl,” Johnny cooed. “But I need to feel you, too.”

Her eyes snapped open at his words. “N-now?”

A deep chuckle rumbled in his chest. “What, baby? Too much? You didn’t even see me, yet.”

She snorted, squirming under Jaemin, “I don’t need to see you, fuck.”

“Oh, those rumors spread fast, John,” Jeno joked, hitting him playfully.

Johnny chuckled, “Don’t you want to find out if the rumors are true, baby?”

She nodded, pretty much mindlessly, too caught up in the way Jaemin’s cock was rubbing against her walls and hitting so well inside of her making her head spin miles per hour to really think about what she was putting herself into.

When Johnny freed himself out of his briefs she gasped loudly before her eyes shily reached up to meet his eyes, a proud, evil, smirk on his handsome face. That was always his favourite part.

“Don’t worry, honey,” he purred, fingers under her chin to close her open mouth, “I know how to use it, it won’t hurt.”

She nodded, not really sure about it… if it was only him, maybe… but it was two at the same time, and Jaemin wasn’t that much smaller than him so… Though she didn’t have much time to dwell on it.

“Can you stop fucking her for a second and let me get under her?” Johnny huffed, glaring at Jaemin that unwillingly stopped his movements and waited for Johnny to manhandle her and position himself under her.

“Fuck, Jaemin’s right, your cunt is dripping,” he moaned when he pushed his fat tip against her hole, feeling how wet she was. “Love getting your tiny hole fucked hard by him?” He teased, grabbing her face and forcing her to look at him.

“Ye-yeah, he’s good,” she moaned, hands struggling to stand against something to keep her body up and don’t fall forward against him at any hard stroke of Jaemin; he didn’t waste time picking up again as soon as Johnny slipped under her body.

“Come on, fuck her too, need to see how tighter – fuck – she can get,” the younger moaned, stopping once again just to enjoy to the fullest the feeling of her insides getting filled more by Johnny’s dick, too.

Her head fell forward when Johnny eased into her, mouth agape feeling like she was being split in two, no matter how wet she was.

“Fuck, too much,” she cried out, squeezing her eyes shut and digging her nails into Johnny’s biceps.

“Shh, you’re doing good,” he calmed her, starting to pull out slowly, “taking us so well.”

She wept, whining mindlessly and soon after all the mercy disappeared as they both started fucking her again, sending her so close to the edge.

“I think, I…” she gasped, “I think I’m gonna come.”

“Oh, wasn’t that too much?” Jeno mocked.

“But ‘s good, so good.”

A mocking laugh came out of Johnny’s lips while his hand wrapped around her cheeks, thumb brushing against her parted lips. “A little bit pathetic don’t you think so?” Her teary eyes stared back at him before her head rolled back and another orgasm hit when they both slammed hard inside of her, knocking the air out of her lungs.

Jeno snickered, an amused smirk on his face. “They barely started fucking you and you already came? Seriously?”

“You’re having fun, baby, aren’t you?” Jaehyun teased, fingers grazing her neck to turn her toward him.

“Yeah,” she breathed out, nails digging into Johnny’s shoulders, where she was trying to keep the balance, and ass bouncing back against Jaemin, making him groan at the sight.

“Wanted this – fuck – for so long,” Jaemin moaned, hips slapping against her flesh, nails leaving marks on the skin of her waist. “Dreamed about your ass every fucking day.”

“I – I don’t think I can – mhh – last more,. The words struggled to come out of her mouth as her body slumped forward against Johnny.

“I’m sure you can,” Jeno replied, lifting her upper body up again, holding her in place. “Are you tired already?”

“I – I don’t know.” She truly had no idea what she felt, it was good but surely tiring too, she wasn’t used to anything like this.

“Oh, poor baby,” he sang with a mocking tone, fingers brushing against her burning cheeks. “I’m sure you just need a little bit of support more. Jaehyun, come here.”

“What?” The other asked, unwillingly drifting his eyes from where Johnny and Jaemin were fucking her, and stopping the strokes on his cock.

“You heard me, come here,” he replied, rolling his eyes. “Our little girl needs another one.”

“A-another one?” She asked, eyes widening, words choking her as she felt the other two deeper than ever inside of her.

“I thought you were dying to get with her,” Jaehyun said in confusion, but he stopped caring about his friend as soon as he moved around and got to see her wrecked face and her tits bounce back and forth at every thrust.

“I have special plans,” Jeno smirked, leaving a soft – and yet somehow scary – kiss on her cheek.

“Come here,” her attention was soon back on Jaehyun that was tapping his fingers against her cheek, hard dick in hand and a terrible urge to fuck her too written in his eyes. “Open your mouth,” he ordered and she followed, lips parting even more and tongue rolling out, making him groan loudly. “Fuck, you’re so hot.”

“And dirty,” Johnny muttered through gritted teeth, trying to don’t come just at the lewd scene in front of his eyes, but watching her welcome all Jaehyun’s length inside of her as her eyes rolled back, was making it all too difficult. Especially considering how hot and tight her pussy was and how hard she was squeezing him.

“Yeah, just like that,” Jaehyun moaned when he bottomed against her throat. “Can you suck me or do I have to fuck that pretty little face?” He asked, naturally receiving no answer since she couldn’t talk, already struggling to don’t choke on his thick cock while the other two kept pushing her toward him.

“Just fuck her face,” Jeno said. “I told you she needs more support.”

When Jaehyun held her up by the hair and started thrusting into her mouth she felt her body go limp into their hold. The pleasure of being stimulated everywhere got to her mind, making her body shake into their holds and her brain shut down little by little.

“You’re so good at this, I can’t believe you fooled us for so long,” Jeno said, smacking her ass, making her whimper.

“Do it again,” Jaemin moaned, rolling his head back when she clenched around him, “she loves it.”

“Oh, does she?" Jeno asked, smirking as his hand met her ass again in a loud smack. “Look at you,” he teased with a mocking tone, his big hand still roaming on the skin of her ass, “never thought I’d say this, but you look so pretty stuffed with cocks. Don’t you?” He teased, moving his hand to touch her spit-streaked chin where Jaehyun was still slamming against, and smearing the mess around instead of wiping it away.

“She does,” Johnny moaned, nails digging deeper into the flesh of her waist. “So vulnerable for us.”

“Fuck, I’m – mmh – not gonna last long,” Jaemin groaned, “you’re squeezing me so tight. You love this, don’t you? Love having your little ass fucked hard. Shit, never thought you’d let me."

She gasped hard, struggling to breathe again when Jaehyun pulled out of her mouth.

“Has anybody ever fucked you here before?” Jaemin asked.

She shook her head, “N-no, nobody.”

“Fuck, baby, your first time? And you’re already so good.”

She wanted to answer something but Jaehyun started fucking her mouth once again, making her eyes roll back in pleasure as she could feel another orgasm approach.

“Shit,” Johnny moaned, hips slamming hard up against her, “you’re so cock drunk, look at you. So fucked up I bet you have nothing in your smart brain, do you?”

She whimpered around Jaehyun’s length and they all laughed.

“It’s fine baby, it’s fine,” Johnny cooed, caressing her cheek before his hand slipped down, wrapping around her neck. “You don’t have to think. You just have to let go and trust us.”

She hummed, walls clenching harder when he kept pressing and then letting go around her neck, alternating the flow of air, making her head get even dizzier.

“Fuck, just like this,” Jaehyun moaned when her eyes opened and were rolled back, the view enough to make him groan harder. “Just look pretty for us. Our pretty, precious baby.”

“A pretty babydoll,” Jeno added. “A pretty toy that loves being filled and used by her best friends.”

“Yeah, right, keep clenching. We’re gonna come,” Johnny moaned when, listening to Jeno’s words, her cunt throbbed tighter around them.

She splurted and coughed when her mouth was free once again.

"Come fast, I’m not gonna come in her mouth,” Jaehyun urged, wiping away all the drool on her face.

“Keep – keep going,” she moaned, head falling forward against Johnny’s shoulder. “Feels so good.”

“Gonna fill you up,” Jaemin moaned, grabbing her hair and pushing her flat against his chest. “Do you want it, baby? Do you want my cum?”

“Yeah – yeah, please...”

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, shit,” he cursed, hips slapping more messily against her, “take it, take all my – mmph – my cum,” Jaemin groaned, coming inside of her, cum filling her and triggering her orgasm too.

“Shit,” Johnny moaned, rolling his head back when due to the orgasm she squeezed more around him, “take mine too, come on, want to see you – fuck – full of us.”

Louder moans came out of her mouth when he emptied into her too and they kept fucking her shallowly, stimulating her more.

“God, so good,” Jaemin moaned, pulling out, groaning when his cum dripped out of her gaping ass and fell onto the bedsheets. “Are you okay?” He asked, making circles on the burning skin of her butt with his thumb.

“She is,” Jaehyun huffed, moving to take his place, not giving her time to answer. Not like she could answer anyway, feeling too drowsy. “Come on, you had your fun.”

“Damn, why are yall so greedy,” he huffed, stepping to the side to leave him room to fuck her too.

She could barely process anything, mind still dazed by the pleasure, and high on the way she was being moved around, Johnny lifting her up to move from underneath her and Jaehyun turning her over.

“Want to fuck you too,” Jaehyun said, spreading her legs more, making more cum spill out of her. “Fuck,” he groaned, throwing his head back when he sank into her, “your mouth’s good but this – shit – is so much better.”

She moaned, throwing her head back when he grabbed her ankles and placed them on his shoulders. “Too much,” she mumbled, eyes opening to find a teasing smirk on Jeno’s face over her.

“Did they break you already?” He asked, mocking her.

“No, mhh, he’s too big.” The words barely came out as her eyes squeezed shut, chest panting as he stretched her out more.

“I’m sure you can take it,” Jaehyun said, starting to move faster and leaning closer to her, pressing her legs closer to her chest, reaching even deeper.

“I’m gonna come,” she screamed, hearing them snicker.

“So soon again?” Johnny teased, placing two fingers under her chin and turning her face around so she could look at him.

“Ye-yeah, ‘s too good,” she replied before feeling another orgasm ripple through her when Jaehyun’s fingers started moving on her clit. Her hips bucked up whether it was because of the pleasure or because she felt it was getting too much, she had no idea.

“Shit,” Jaehyun cursed. “Gonna fill you up, you feel too good, fuck,” he groaned before his orgasm hit too, hips faltering and stilling inside of her as he came hard. “Lord,” he exhaled, smiling and pulling out, “you did so good,” he praised, moving her hair back before standing up and leaving her there, trying to catch her breath, not even understanding anymore who was touching her.

She laid against the mattress, already feeling worn out, when Jeno’s strong hands turned her over.

“Hi, pretty,” he cooed, a sadist smirk on his face as he hovered over her, brushing her hair away from her face, “my turn, now.”

“I – I don’t think I can,” she mumbled, lashes fluttering as her watery eyes adjusted the focus on him.

“Oh, no, honey, I’m sure you’re not so tired,” he said, slipping two fingers inside her sopping wet hole, making her moan, and squeeze her thighs together, but Jeno let out a mocking laugh and pushed them apart again. “I know you destroy yourself when you’re alone, right?” He whispered, leaving small bites on her neck and collarbones while his fingers kept moving in and out. “That’s what you do when you don’t answer our calls, too busy destroying this pretty pussy, yeah? Convincing yourself that your fingers are enough, but you need so much more.”

She shook her head, chest panting harder. “N-no.”

“Oh, noo?” He mocked. “I’m sure you give yourself so many orgasms you can take me,” he growled, pulling his fingers out of her and then turning her around swiftly, making her gasp in surprise. “What, doll? You love my arms, you asked so many questions about my muscles and now you get to see what this body does,” he whispered against her ear, pushing her upper body close to the edge of the bed and arching her back up, right knee planting against the mattress at one side and left feet on the other.

“Oh, fuck,” she cried when he entered her in one go. “I – I thought you were – shit,” she whimpered when he started moving right away, “mmph, thought you were going to fuck my –”

“Your cunt?” He asked, snickering, tugging her hair again. “I thought that too, dreamed about being inside your pussy for a week straight,” he moaned, the other hand holding tight on her waist, “but Jaemin’s right, your ass is – fuck – too amazing to be left alone.”

“Don’t act like you’re not all stretched out already,” Johnny said, thumb wiping away the drool that was dripping from her open mouth. “Jaemin fucked you so well before. You loved it, didn’t you?”

She hummed, shaking her head in approval but barely registering his words, just mumbling ‘yes’ and pleas as Jeno’s hips slammed hard against her ass and his hand held her up by the hair.

“Your ass feels so good,” he moaned, pulling her cheeks apart, her head rolled down if only Johnny didn’t force her up again and cupped her chin to kiss her rough, “but I’m not going to miss out on how your pussy feels,” he said and, before she could even realize he had pulled out, he was already inside of her again, but this time in her pussy.

She mumbled something against Johnny’s lips but Jeno only snorted and said, “it’s fine, honey, it’s fine. Shit, you feel too good. Are all your holes so good? Are you so good at everything?”

“Need to try her mouth,” Jaemin said. “Want to be filled to the brim again, umh?”

“Look at how desperate you are,” Johnny mocked when, as soon as he moved to the side and Jaemin stood in front of her, she pushed her tongue out and looked up at him with pleading eyes. “So eager to give us what we want, you’re such a kind girl.”

“Or maybe she’s just a cock-addict,” Jeno mocked, slapping her ass, making her moan louder. “Is that what you are? Is that what you truly are behind the – fuck – nice, innocent, virgin girl?”

She whimpered, arching her ass more and trying to fuck back against him but another smack followed. “Answer me when I ask you a question.”

“Mhh, yes – fuck – that’s what I am,” she moaned, throwing her head back, giving Jaemin the chance to block her there as he grabbed a fistful of her hair and tapped the tip of his cock against her lips.

“Open up, come on, I know you know how to use that pretty mouth,” Jaemin said, moaning loudly when she opened up and he eased in, feeling the warmth of her mouth.

Her mind almost blanked out when they found a rhythm and pushed in and out of her alternately. Jeno’s thrusts were slightly rougher, while Jaemin seemed almost gentle but still made sure to go all the way in and make her gag at every stroke.

“Say it again,” Jeno ordered, pulling out again and thrusting back into her other hole. “Who are you?”

Jaemin pulled out, making her drool some spit and cough, “I – I’m a cock addict,” she almost screamed when his thrusts started getting faster. “That’s all I am.”

“Aww, she’s turning into a whimpering mess,” Jaehyun cooed when she started sucking Jaemin again since he let her more freedom and enjoyed the way her cheeks hollowed and her eyes tried to stay open and look up at him.

“That’s right,” Jeno moaned, slipping out again to penetrate her cunt again. “She’s being such a perfect doll for us. No thoughts left in that pretty smart brain of yours, fuck,” he groaned. “Just full of how it – fuck – how good it feels to be filled from both ends.”

“You’re sucking so well,” Jaemin praised, moving the hair out of her face and pulling out to let her breathe. “You got Johnny and Jaehyun so hard again, how are you going to fix their little problem another time, umh? You’ll suck their cocks too? Or will let them fill you up again?”

Although he didn’t give her time to answer all those questions, not that she would’ve had a single coherent thought in her brain anyway. Jeno was too good at what he was doing. As wrong and dirty and humiliating that back and forth from her holes was, she found it incredibly hot, and the alternation of stimulation was driving her insane. And sucking on Jaemin’s heavy cock while Johnny and Jaehyun jacked off made her turn into a mess even more.

“Wonna wome,” she mumbled, chocking on Jaemin’s dick.

“Do it, I’m so curious to see how many orgasms we’ll drag out of you tonight,” Jeno chuckled with a smirk on his face. “Will we beat your personal record, sweetie?”

She didn’t answer, only let the pleasure run through her, feeling her body get limper, and if only Jeno’s arm didn’t wrap around her waist and held her up, she would’ve collapsed on the mattress.

“Stay here, I’ve got you,” Jeno whispered, pushing her upper body up and holding her close to his toned chest.

“Hey, I didn’t come,” Jaemin whined.

“I didn’t come either and this is my turn,” Jeno barked back, one hand wrapping around her neck without pressing and the other reaching front to play with her clit.

“No, no, I’m – don’t – shit,” she whimpered, squirming under his touch, body trembling at the stimulation.

“I told you,” he whispered in her ear, “I’ve got you, and I won’t stop until you fall apart in my hands.”

A louder moan escaped her throat at his words, head rolling back and body going slack against him. Doing nothing but taking everything he had to give.

“You can still use your hands, right, pretty?” Johnny asked, jumping on the bed next to them and grabbing her hand, wrapping it around his cock.

“Do they seriously have to guide you?” Jeno mocked when, instead of moving her hands on their dicks, she let them move their hands up and down. “You can do so much better than that,” he encouraged, kissing her neck. “Weren’t you the one always bragging about being able to – fuck – do so many things at once?”

“Yeah, you were so good at studying so many subjects at once, what happened? Can’t use your brain anymore?” Johnny taunted not holding her hand anymore, waiting for her to do it herself and she did, slowly, feeling her arms too tired for that.

“Just like that,” Jaemin moaned, rolling his head back before bringing his eyes back on her. “Look at you, do you even know what you’re doing, baby?”

“How can she when I’m fucking her so well,” Jeno said, quickening the pace on her clit, making her let out broken moans. “Can’t take it anymore, right babe?”

“N-no, I – ugh,” she gave up, not even knowing what to say or what to ask for. It was overwhelming having so many men around to take care of.

“I think she wants more attention on her, isn’t it?” Jaehyun teased, kneeling in front of her to kiss her, her body pressed between his and Jeno’s while Johnny and Jaemin’s hands started roaming on it. She was surrounded, overwhelmed, hands falling slack against her side as she let herself get lulled in bliss and attention. Feeling powerless, but not in a scary way. It was good, weirdly comfortable considering what they were doing.

“Greed has always been one of your flaws,” Johnny grinned, seeing how more relaxed she had gotten as soon as they were all over there, once again not having to do anything but just take.

“Our spoiled girl,” Jaemin teased, grinning before he started sucking her nipple.

But before the moment could last much longer she was bent over again, three cocks in front of her face while her best friends begged her silently to take care of their aching boners.

“You can use your mouth just for a bit,” Jaehyun said, caressing her hair. “Just til we come.”

“Yeah, we promise,” Johnny cooed, “just until we come.”

So she parted her lips and took Jaemin into her mouth, lifting her eyes and relaxing her jaw, telling him to don’t let her do all the job but use her mouth like a fleshlight. Fuck her until they needed to because she had no more strength to suck and do anything else.

And it didn’t take long for him to come in her mouth. “Swallow everything,” he ordered, pulling out to aim at her tongue. “Shit, so good.” And Jaehyun followed soon after, he couldn’t even just stand and watch, he had to jack off as he patiently – not so patiently –waited and after a few minutes inside her warm mouth, he came, spilling down her throat. Johnny barely felt what her mouth felt like, not really caring about it, but just wanting to make a mess on her face. “Close your eyes – fuck – and tongue out,” he ordered and she obeyed, pink muscle sticking out of her swollen lips waiting for his cum that landed everywhere but there basically, painting her face.

“God, finally stopped fucking her mouth,” Jeno groaned, pulling her body up again and kissing her harshly, “want to have her all to myself.”

“That’s not how it works, though,” Jaehyun reminded him.

“You already had your turn, now it’s mine,” he remarked. “Tell them, baby. Tell them you need my cock, come on.”

She felt her body give up and her voice falter but then whispered, “wa-want his cock, need his cock.”

“You heard her,” he groaned, pulling out and flipping her with her back against her mattress, pushing her body back in the middle of the bed. “Come here, legs on my shoulders,” he ordered and when she couldn’t lift them up he grabbed her ankles and placed them on his shoulders. “And take my cock,” he groaned when he pushed back inside her pussy. “That’s it. You’re tired, kitty? This is so much more than you bargained for, isn’t it? But you don’t – fuck – you don’t have to do anything but just stay right there and take it.”

She rolled her head back, head getting dizzier at the way his cock was dragging along her insides and his words, his tone, his hands tormenting every inch of her skin until they moved to grab her wrists and pin them over her head.

“Look at the mess you are,” he panted, “there’s nothing of the well-behaved girl we knew, just a – fuck – pretty brainless cum drunk doll,” he cooed, squeezing her cheeks, forcing her lips to part. “That’s it, keep your mouth open for me,” he ordered before spitting on her tongue. “Swallow it,” he groaned. “That’s it, good girl. Good fucking girl.” A smirk curled his lips when he felt the way her cunt tightened around him. “You love this so much,” he exhaled between surprise and amusement. “Can’t – fuck – can’t believe we thought you were some kind of virgin vanilla silly girl but noo,” he mocked, forcing her mouth open again by grabbing her chin, “you are a filthy mess,” another blob of spit dripped from his mouth to her. “Don’t swallow,” he ordered, making her furrow as she tried to obey. “Right, keep it there,” he cooed. “Don’t pretend you don’t like this, you’re squeezing me.”

“You’re so gross,” Johnny taunted from the side, getting lost in the sight of her open mouth, and the way her chest was panting so hard while Jeno slammed into her mercilessly. “Yeah, you are,” he hummed when she shook her head. “Bet this is not even everything that turns you on, there’s so much more filth in your little brain.”

“Do you want to swallow it? Want to answer him – fuck – and tell him all you like?” Jeno taunted, smirking when she nodded swiftly. “Do it, swallow my spit.”

“I – Jeno, I can’t take it anymore,” she cried as soon as she could talk again, nails dragging into his back. “No more, I can’t.”

“You didn’t answer him,” he scolded. “Why don’t you tell us another one of your fantasies?”

She groaned, feeling her body burn up in shame and the orgasm keeping her right over the edge. “I don’t – fuck – I don’t have any.”

“Oh, so lying to us again,” he huffed, squeezing her wrists tighter and stopping thrusting into her. “Just one or I won’t let you come.”

“No,” she screamed, eyes snapping open.

“Come on, angel,” Jaemin whispered, caressing her burning cheek, “just one little thing you’d like to try.”

Her lips quivered, looking into his eyes. “I don’t – I don’t have them.”

“Then what was all of this, tonight?” Johnny asked, snickering, hand moving on her clit. “Let’s see if this will make something pop up into your empty brain.”

“No – no – I can’t come,” she cried, writhing under both him and Jeno.

“Then tell us something,” Jaehyun said. “We can make all your dreams come true.”

“I – I – Johnny, please,” she wept, breath faltering and walls squeezing around Jeno’s still cock, making her curse inside her brain.

“You don’t want me to come in your mouth, right? Then stop pretending to be so innocent and tell us what you like,” Jeno ordered, dragging out of her and then slamming inside again. “Oh, and you still can’t come until you tell us.”

“I – I like – I like what we did,” she whimpered, biting her lips when Johnny’s fingers started moving faster on her clit.

“No, no, honey, you’re not getting away with it,” Johnny sang, clicking his tongue.

She whined louder, trying to think about anything and then one thing came into her mind. “I – I think – I want to be – mmph – I want to be filmed,” she whimpered, voice dropping low with every word feeling shame take over once again.

They chortled, looking at each other with a smirk.

“You want to be filmed?” Jaemin asked incredulously, watching as she tried to hide her face but with no success since Jeno was still holding her hands together.

“You don’t even want us to take normal pictures of yourself but you want to be filmed during sex?” Jaehyun asked, eyebrow raised in a furrow but lips curled in a small amused smirk.

“I told you she was hiding so many more secrets,” Johnny chuckled, even if he knew that wasn’t the wildest thing she was into. But who knew, maybe he would’ve had another chance to drag them out of her mind.

“And do you like – fuck – taking videos on your own, princess?” Jeno teased, leaning in more, pressing her legs closer to her chest, seeing how she couldn’t hold it in anymore.

“N – no,” she replied breathly, silently begging him to let her come when she found the courage to meet his eyes that were already staring at her.

“No? Don’t set your phone up and use your ring light to get a perfect view of your dripping pussy?”

“I’m sure she does,” Johnny replied instead, fingers still moving on her. “That’s why you never let us close to your phone.”

“You don’t?” Jeno teased when she shook her head, denying it. “Maybe you should – fuck – and send them to us so we don’t – fuck – forget how good your pussy feels.”

“Mhh,” she hummed mindlessly. “Can’t – can’t take it more, please, Jeno, please, let me – mmph – come.”

“Come,” he said, he couldn’t hold it any longer either. “Yes, fuck, squeeze me just like that,” he moaned, going crazy at the way she was clenching around him as she came all over his cock, hips rolling against him and mouth falling open, pleasure getting so much in her head that no sounds came out of there.

“Shit, you do feel good,” he exhaled, leaning closer, resting his forehead against hers as his hips kept fucking in and out lazily riding their orgasms, cum filling her up, mixing with Johnny and Jaehyun’s. “You took us so well,” he whispered, kissing her lips more gently than before and freeing her wrists from his hold.

“Pretty impressive for a first time,” Johnny chuckled, pulling away from her to stand up from the bed and stretch.

“Fuck,” Jeno huffed, rolling next to her, after pulling out, making her cringe at the sensation of their cum dripping down her thighs. “That wasn’t on my do-to list when we planned this holiday.”

“This wasn’t on any of our do-to lists,” Jaemin replied, brushing her hair back and leaving a peck on her lips. “You okay?” He asked, his sweet smile on his face again.

She hummed, smiling weakly, and snuggling close to Jeno that opened his arms, hand caressing her scalp. “Yeah, but I need some water and a wet cloth to clean this mess you made... maybe some food if I find the strength to sit up.”

“Who gets what?” Jaehyun asked, looking at the other two that were already up.

Johnny and Jaemin looked at each other, grinning, “Rock, paper, scissors?”

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