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honeylations · 4 months

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KIM CHAEWON x FEM!READER

Prompt: All your members in Aespa (excluding yourself) are extremely close with Le Sserafim so Minjeong thought it was a great idea to invite the girls over to the dorm without letting you know. It only took Chaewon one look at you before unholy thoughts started to cloud her mind.

Warnings/Notes: g!p reader, 5th member Aespa, reader is tall, reader was born in 2003, eventual smut, unprotected sex, reader is a gamer, tomboyish reader(?)

Minjeong, Jimin, and Aeri were heard giggling at the front door with a couple more unfamiliar voices, hearing one of the Aespa members punch the dorm code in before letting their 5 guests in.

As they entered, they found Yizhuo placing the final plate in the dishwasher before she wiped her hands on her apron.

“Hi Ning!” Yunjin greeted excitedly.

“Oh hey girls! Welcome to our home”

Then all eyes found you sitting at the kitchen island eating a plate of fried chicken with rice, all while only wearing basketball shorts and your black bra. You stopped mid chewing to make awkward eye contact with your guests and your members shaking their head at you.

“Uh…hi” you smiled with full cheeks that Le Sserafim giggled at.

Chaewon blinked comically, being a little stunned at your boyish charms which was a huge contrast to how you were seen in the Aespa music videos. From pastel pink mini skirts to Lakers basketball shorts, Chaewon couldn’t think of anything else other than ‘holy shit Y/n is hot. Take me take me take me’.

Her thoughts were broken from Jimin’s heavy sigh. “Oh my god Y/n, go put a shirt on. We have guests”

“I wasn’t told about any guests!” You said in defence.

“Well now we have guests. Go upstairs and wear a damn shirt please”

You frowned, which Chaewon found absolutely adorable, before you eyed the 3 pieces of fried chicken left on your plate. “I’m not done eating”

“Go wear a shirt. Then come back down to finish your food.” The Aespa leader said in a tone. “And also, why are you at the island? We have a dining table for a reason!”

“I wanted to stay close to Yizhou Unnie!”

Yizhuo giggled and kissed your temple. Chaewon felt her heart go heavy, wishing that she was in the Chinese member’s place to be kissing you so freely. She knew it was just a big sister thing for Yizhuo to do but it doesn’t stop Chaewon from praying to the Gods.

“Our maknae is so cute”

“I’m not cute” you quickly announced as you stood up and stretched, letting everyone see your rock hard abs.

“Quit being a show off” Aeri scoffed, making you wiggle your brows and wink at Chaewon.

“Don’t get too excited ladies”

“Oh my god, just go!” Aeri laughed hard as you ran upstairs for a few minutes and returned in a matching Lakers basketball jersey.

“You go for Lakers too, Y/n-ssi?” Chaewon asked, feeling victorious that she managed to say something after checking you out since her arrival.

“Hell yeah, I’m a huge fan!”

“Like a really huge fan. You should see her room” Jimin smirked at you. “Feel free to check it out”

Your eyes went wide, knowing that your room was an absolute pig sty littered with empty Monster cans from your late night gaming, dirty laundry, and worst of all, the Chaewon photocards stuck at the bottom of your monitors.

And also your Chaewon desktop background.

Your older members knew about your adorable obsession with the Le Sserafim leader so bringing the girls in was definitely a way for them to tease you.

“Can we not offer my room like that please?” You grumbled, earning a giggle from everyone.

Ignoring the tease, you looked at Chaewon who was still staring at you like a gem. “Have you been to any Lakers game Y/n-ssi?”

“No I haven’t unfortunately. And please call me Y/n, Chaewon Unnie. Pretty faces like yours get a that pass” you winked.

Minjeong gagged and slapped the back of your head. “No flirting with the guest!”

“I WAS COMPLIMENTING HER!”

“Anyways, we’re gonna stay down here and watch a couple of movies if you want to join” Minjeong added, showing the bags of snacks and drinks she bought before coming home.

You waved your hand politely. “No thanks Unnie. I recently got a new game and want to play it!”

“Oh you game?” Sakura asked excitedly, finally finding someone who shared the same hobby.

“Absolutely! You can call me obsessed”

Chaewon pouted that your attention went to the eldest member and she couldn’t think of another sentence to bring up with you so she sighed in defeat.

“What game did you get?”

“I got the recent Call of Duty game. Have you played it yet?”

Sakura jumped on the spot like a cute puppy. “Not yet! Please let me know if you like it or not!”

“Will do. I’ll head upstairs now. Enjoy your movies!” You waved as you walked but Yizhou stopped you.

“Hey, your food!”

“Oh yeah, I’m not hungry anymore. I’ll just put it in the fridge and eat it later”

Yizhuo stopped you again. “No bub, it’s okay I’ll do it for you. Just text me if you need any snacks and I’ll send it up”

“You’re the best. I love you Unnie” you smiled and disappeared upstairs.

“You’re more like Y/n’s girlfriend than older sister, Ning” Yunjin winked, sending Yizhuo into a gagging fest.

“Don’t say that about my maknae please. She’s an only child and I swore to her parents I’d take care of her. DONT MAKE IT WEIRD!”

“I’m just teasing~ Our Chaewonie here kinda has a crush on your maknae”

The Aespa girls’ eyes went wide, looking at Chaewon in shock. “REALLY?!”

“YAH HUH YUNJIN YOU JERK!!” Chaewon whined and started punching at the taller girl’s arm.

“Is that true!?” Jimin questioned and Chaewon shyly nodded.

“Ahhh so cute!” Aeri clapped her hands. “We can totally help you”

“NO THANKS! Let’s watch the movie now” Chaewon almost screamed and walked past the girls.

Not until Minjeong spoke up. “Uh Chaewon, the living room is this way”

Chaewon came scurrying back. More embarrassed than before. “I knew that”

3 hours later, the two groups had already gone through two movies. Chaewon’s hand felt gross after going crazy on the Doritos so she stood up, confusing the other girls. “Sorry, need to wash my hands”

Jimin nodded. “Bathroom is upstairs at the end of the hall”

Chaewon thanked her briefly and ran upstairs but by the time she reached the top, she had forgotten Jimin’s directions.

‘You can memorise choreo but can’t memorise the way to a bathroom?’ Chaewon scolded herself mentally.

She looked between a bunch of doors and played eenie meenie miny moe before turning the knob on the door to her right. It was definitely not the bathroom.

Instead it was a huge bedroom that was only lit by the pretty gaming setup in the corner, flashing a pretty purple from its monitors.

Thankfully Chaewon doesn’t know that you spent all that time cleaning your room while they watch their movie.

Feeling intrigued, she welcomed herself further into the room to take a closer look at the computers and was shocked to see photocards of herself taped to it. The computer was left open so she saw the Chaewon wallpaper aswell.

“Wha—“

“What are you doing here?” A deep voice spoke from behind, making Chaewon jump back.

“O-Oh Y-Y/n hi!” She smiled awkwardly.

“Did my Unnies send you to tell me something or are you snooping around?”

“I didn’t mean to come in here I swear! I was looking for the bathroom” Chaewon reasoned, both scared and turned on at your serious expression.

Like she was on a dangerous territory.

“I didn’t want you to see this. You’re probably creeped out now right? I’ll take them down—“ You reached for the photocards but Chaewon was quick to grab your wrist, surprising herself.

“No dont! I-I mean…I like it…”

“Really?”

“It’s cute. Didn’t know I was your bias…” She blushed and looked down at her feet but you held her chin and forced her eyes back up.

“Don’t shy away from me, pretty girl. I have an extra bathroom in here. Just walk through the door next to my bed”

Chaewon gulped at the touch and nodded. She dragged her short self to your personal bathroom and washed her hands before coming back out to see you fixing your basketball wallpapers.

“You must really love basketball”

You turned around and smiled, finding Chaewon pretty under the dim purple light. “I do. My dad got me into it when I was young. If I wasn’t an idol, I’d definitely pursue basketball as a career”

“You’d suit it”

You slowly approached the shorter idol. “Is that so?”

Chaewon started to back away but you kept moving forward until her back met the wall. “Y-Yeah. You should totally teach me how to play s-sometime”

You trapped her between your body and leaned your hand on the wall, tilting your head mockingly which got Chaewon’s head spinning. “Mhm. We can play other things Unnie…that’s if, you know, you’re up for it?”

The older girl stared into your eyes, quickly flickering her gaze to your lips. All it took was your charming smirk for Chaewon to give in, grabbing you by your jersey and cursing under her breath.

“Fuck, I can’t do this anymore” She muttered and pulled you down to taste your lips.

You held her waist with your free arm and tilted your head to kiss her deeper, even boldly pushing your tongue inside her needy mouth.

“Fuck. Wait” The shorter pulled away, feeling herself fall harder at your lustful stare.

The hand on her waist moved up to her face, gently caressing it like she was treasure. The soft touch got Chaewon fluttering her eyes closed. “The door, Y/n”

You glanced at the opened door and then looking back at Chaewon. “What, you don’t want the girls hearing how good I’m gonna fuck you?”

Oh that sounded so hot. But Chaewon remembered Eunchae was also here. She can’t have the baby hearing her leader get dicked down.

“Hm maybe another time then” She heard you chuckle, pushing off the wall to lock your door and going back to her.

You swiftly pulled the jersey over your head, letting Chaewon see the glorious abs again and the silver chain resting at your collarbones. Finding some confidence, the Le Sserafim member ran her palm across the hard muscles, softly biting her lip and looking up at you.

“You make me feel crazy, Pretty girl. Want to ruin you so bad”

It’s insane how soaked Chaewon was now, practically feeling her panties and shorts stick to her throbbing cunt. “Yes please ruin me, baby. Only want you”

You hummed as you unbuttoned her cropped shirt, slowly revealing the lace bra underneath, immediately pulling the top off her body and admiring the plump clothed breasts.

“So good for me. So perfect”

Chaewon muffled her whines when you massaged her tits, going in for another messy kiss and laying her on your soft king sized bed.

“Need this off” She mumbled against your lips while she removed the rest of her clothes, finally laying naked underneath you.

“Just when I thought you couldn’t get any more perfect” You whispered, eyeing her drenched pussy.

You kneeled before the bed and pulled Chaewon in by her legs so her cunt was finally positioned in front of your face. “Been imagining this for too long. I’m gonna eat you out so good, Princess. Need you to stay quiet for me, okay?”

“Yes ma’am”

Yeah Chaewon was lying. How could she stay quiet the moment you gave a long lick up her slit? You groaned at her sweet taste and going in for more, licking her up like you’ve been starved.

She found comfort in holding your head, wanting you impossibly closer. You held her down while you sucked at her puffy clit, immediately sending Chaewon over the edge as she came on your face.

Her liquids dropped down your chin but your tongue never stopped. Chaewon started to tear up from the overstimulation yet she couldn’t escape from your strong hold on her small frame.

Your index and middle finger prodded inside her entrance unannounced, already going in and out at a fast pace. Chaewon bit on the back of her hand as she felt the second orgasm crashing through.

She wriggled beneath you, pulling your mouth away as you felt her starting to tighten around your fingers. That’s when the unexpected happen.

The older girl’s legs shook as she was squirting all over you, whimpering your name behind her palm as you slowed down.

“Holy fuck, Chae”

“I-I’m sorry. Didn’t mean to mess your bed” she cried full tears.

You crawled up and shushed her whimpers, letting her taste herself and Chaewon felt proud she tasted this good. Resting your forehead against her’s, you caressed her soft cheeks and smiled. “You’re amazing, you know that?”

“Can you not flirt in the middle of this please?” She hissed and slapped your arm.

“Sorry. You turn me on so much, fuck”

Chaewon leaned up on her elbows as you took a step back to remove your shorts and boxers, finally revealing the monster you packed underneath. The older’s eyes widened as you stroked yourself.

“So fucking hard for you, pretty face” you panted.

She crawled over to you and replaced your hands with her smaller one’s, turning you on even more. Everything about her was so small, it drove you mad.

“That feel so good, baby but we can’t take too long” you reminded her as disappointed as you were.

“Aw but I wanna stay here with you. Let you fuck me good until sun rise”

You stopped her hand on your cock and laid her down again to hover on top. “I know but it’ll have to be another day, Princess. Our members will kill us”

The older girl saw you reach for a condom in your drawer but she placed a hand on your shoulder. You halted your movements and looked at Chaewon with confusion. “What’s wrong, Princess?”

It was too late for her to feel embarrassed about what she was gonna say. “W-We won’t need that”

“You take pills?” You asked genuinely, chucking the unopened condom wrapper back in its home.

“Uh…not really, but I will after this!”

It clicked in your head instantly. “Lucky for you, I have a breeding kink aswell. Fill you up until your body is full”

Chaewon squirmed when you pushed the head of your cock inside her soaked hole, becoming a bit difficult with how she was squeezing you. You rubbed her waist and peppered her face with kisses. “Princess, I need you to relax okay? I can’t fully go in if you keep…ah…clenching”

“It hurts, Y/n-ie”

“Look at me, Princess”

Chaewon gulped and slowly opened her tear filled eyes.

“There’s my pretty girl. I’ll take the pain away, I promise”

Thankfully, Chaewon had the strength to nod in response before you gently kissed her lips. Not aggressive like before and it really helped the older girl focus on your soft lips rather than the pain she was feeling in her stretched cunt.

Giving on last peck, you hid your face in her neck and groaned. “I’m fully in now, baby. I’ll be slow”

Chaewon’s back arched as you slowly pulled out and pushed in. “F-Fuck Y/n”

“Your pussy feels so good, Princess. Will fuck it so hard you only beg for my cock and no one else’s”

Chaewon pushed your lips further into her neck while you quickened your thrusts, the wet slapping noises beginning to become louder in the room.

“Ah…Ah Y/n! Fuck me like that, yes!”

You were quick to cover her mouth from releasing any more loud noises. “Shhh. Gotta be quick, baby. Take my cock”

One hand kept Chaewon’s legs apart as you began drilling into her like there’s no tomorrow. The Le Sserafim member clawed at your back and began drooling all over your palm from the intense pleasure.

“Yes yes yes Chaewon, need you to cum on my cock. Fucking soak me like a good bitch”

Chaewon’s eyes rolled to the back of her head as you pounded into her ferociously, the knot getting tighter in her stomach before it finally snapped when you pinched her clit.

She cried hard into your hand and shook violently beneath you. Seeing the orgasm hit her so hard got you reaching your limit too, sinking your teeth into her neck as you shot all your cum inside her abused pussy.

“F-Fuck…oh fuck, Chae. That’s it, baby. Such a good girl”

You laid on top of her breathlessly before gently holding her hand. “Please don’t go yet, pretty girl. Stay with me for the night”

It wasn’t like she wanted to leave anyways. She hugged you tightly and brushed your hair back. “I’m not going anywhere”

After a quick wash up and change of sheets, you allowed the older girl to sleep on your bed while you checked your phone, finding a lot of messages from your members.

[Minjeong Unnie🥸: keep your dick in your pants next time]

[Jimin Unnie😇: your horny jerk, we continued our movie sesh at Le Ssera’s dorm. You’re lucky Eunchae was asleep]

[Yizhuo Unnie😍: We’re gonna have a talk once we get back.]

[Aeri Unnie🙄: whore.]

“Yeah seems like you’ll be staying with me” You spooned the smaller idol and kissed her nape.

The next morning, Chaewon hissed as she limped downstairs to find your (again) shirtless self sitting at the kitchen table. You had your glasses on and typing away on the keyboard with a fresh cup of coffee sitting beside your phone.

Chaewon hugged you from behind and kissed your lips. “Morning”

“Good morning, pretty girl. Made you breakfast” you winked and gestured at the plate of a full English breakfast across you.

“Thank you. Have you seen my phone?”

“Charging besides the couch right now. I got a call from Yunjin Unnie and she’ll be picking you up in an hour”

“I wanna stay with you” Chaewon pouted.

You sighed and pulled her into your lap, kissing her lips over and over again. “I want you to stay too but we have schedules to go through. I’m free this weekend if you are. We can go out for dinner”

“Yeah sounds good”

You rubbed her waist lovingly. “So Miss Kim Chaewon, does this make you my girlfriend now or…”

“Thanks for asking after a long fuck sesh” she rolled her eyes, making you huff.

She then cupped your face and giggled. “Yes I am your girlfriend, dummy. I wouldn’t want anybody else”

“People are gonna think you’re some cougar now” you joked, earning a pinch to your ear.

“We’re only 3 years apart so shut your mouth”

“I’m kiddingggg! Now eat your breakfast before it gets cold. I prepared the meds next to your juice too” you tapped her butt, letting Chaewon hop off and sit in front of her plate.

“I love you” she whispered, red tinting her cheeks.

“I love you too”

“…”

“…cougar”

“YAH YOU JERK!”

#gxg #wlw #aespa #kim chaewon x reader #kim chaewon #chaewon smut #le sserafim x fem reader #le sserafim x reader #le sserafim smut

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whydoeseveryonewanttobangchan · 10 months

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💧 Tell me what you want, sweetheart. How many fingers, how fast… 💧

✎ Pairing: Chan x fem!reader, Jeongin x fem!reader

✎ Genre: Smut

✎ Summary: Jeongin’s good instincts earn him a masterful lesson in fingering.

✎ CW: Established relationship, partner sharing, exhibitionism, vaginal fingering, praise

✎ Word count: 3,936

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“……… y/n……. hello?”

The sound of your name snaps you back into reality, back to the dining room table in the dorm. Eyes shift toward the source of the noise to find Jeongin looking at you quizzically.

“Hellloooo… you there?” he asks, comically waving his big hand in the air.

“Yeah… sorry. Just zoned out,” you reply, but that’s a lie.

You had been aimlessly swirling your chopsticks around your bowl of ramen, trying to ignore the feeling of your boyfriend’s fingers traveling farther and farther up your thigh.

Chan had been craving you all day, he said, and he had every intention of having his way with you after dinner. But, apparently, that wasn’t soon enough.

Not long after he prepared two bowls of instant noodles and sat down to eat with you, his hand found your knee under the table. And he didn’t stop.

Not when you playfully brushed it away, not when Jeongin, Han and Changbin joined with their own quick dinners, and not even when you shot him that cautionary look when his thumb began making small circles over your kneecap and you forced your legs closed with all the strength you could muster. He was determined to keep you on edge, and he was doing a damn good job.

But, of course, he was unaffected. Just eating and chatting and laughing with the boys like it’s a normal evening. Like he wasn’t about to slide his long fingers under your shorts just out of view of the others.

And that was working fine for a bit, until everyone had nearly finished their food while yours was barely touched. Until one sharp inhale made it clear to at least one person that not everything was as it seemed.

“I said…. How was your day?” Jeongin repeats.

All eyes are on you now, and they seem to have varying degrees of understanding. Jeongin looks concerned, Changbin confused, and Han relatively clueless. And then there’s Chan and his big, brown eyes, gazing at you with a mix of encouragement and adoration.

“Oh, it was fine,” you answer in the calmest voice you can muster. “Work’s been busy, had a couple of long day-”

Your thought is cut short when Chan rotates his wrist and forces his fingers between your tightly closed thighs. His pinky extends to press against your underwear, and you can’t help but squirm in your seat.

“Uh, ahem. Sorry,” you restart, trying to recover with a fake cough and throat clear. “Just some long days at work. That’s all. Thank you for asking, Innie.”

The sweet smile you send his way seems to do nothing to lessen his concern. If anything, it just makes him more suspicious. Changbin and Han seem satisfied, though, and change the topic back to Hyunjin’s mistake during dance practice.

Chan’s hand travels higher and higher until he’s practically cupping you in his fingers. He rolls them from top to bottom, putting pressure on as much of you as he can from this angle. Then he adjusts again, sliding his pinky under the damp fabric, and you can’t take it another fucking second.

“Hey, I’m not feeling well,” you announce to the table. “I think I’m gonna go lie down.”

Chan’s hand returns to his lap and you stand up and turn on your heels before anyone can ask what’s wrong. You just make a beeline for your boyfriend’s bedroom, sent off by a chorus of “feel better!” and “sleep well!”

You plop down on the plush comforter and stare at the ceiling, trying to imagine what you’re in for tonight and telepathically tell him to hurry the fuck up. And it works, because his frame fills the doorway less than a minute later.

“Not feeling well, my angel?” he teases. “Is there anything I can do to make you better?”

“Shut up,” you shoot back playfully.

A sly smile spreads across his lips as Chan closes the door behind him and dims the lights before heading to the foot of the bed.

“You did so well out there, baby, staying quiet for me,” he praises. “Would you like your reward?”

He places his knees on either side of your legs and crawls onto the bed until he’s hovering above you. All you can do is sit and stare in awe of his big shoulders, his tense expression, his fiery eyes staring down at you.

The corners of his full lips pull into a smirk, and he lowers himself to your neck, gently kissing and sucking and biting the skin there.

“Mmmmm,” you moan, moving a hand to the back of his head to run the dark strands through your fingers.

“Do that again,” he mumbles against your skin. “Moan for me.”

One of his hands finds yours, interlacing your fingers and pressing into the bed, while the other slips under your shirt and grips you over your bra.

“Ohhh, hmmm,” you groan, melting into the bed at his touch.

He sighs and plants a final kiss on your neck before turning his attention to your lips. He closes your bottom lip between his plump, pink ones and holds it there for a few seconds, but it feels more like an eternity. You could stay like this forever, just surrounded by him. But a knock at the door cuts eternity short.

“Hey, y/n, Chan… everything ok?” Jeongin’s voice sounds from the hallway.

“Yeah, thank you for checking, Innie!” you yell back and wait to see if that’ll be enough to end his curiosity.

“No, something isn’t right… I can feel it. Can I come in?” he asks.

Chan sighs and looks back to you. An annoyed expression and a slight nod send him to the door knowing that this interruption is his fault and his alone.

“Hey, she’s ok I promise,” Chan says, standing in the doorway to block Jeongin’s entry but not hide the view of you on the bed. “Her stomach is just upset, that’s all.”

You push up on your elbows and smile at him, and he smiles back. But it doesn’t reach his dark eyes. He glances back and forth between you and Chan a few times before he speaks again.

“You two are up to something. What did you do, Chan?” he asks, squaring up to his hyung the best he can. The tense look on his face and broadening of his shoulders is enough to send you both into a laughing fit, and then there’s no choice left but to tell him the truth.

“Are you serious? That’s what that was?!” he exclaims. “I thought something was wrong. Jesus.”

He pauses for a second and can’t help but glance at the both of you, at Chan’s hand, at your thighs.

“You… you really did that with your fingers?” Jeongin whispers to Chan.

Your beautiful boyfriend throws his head back and laughs, squeezing his eyes shut tight. Truth be told, he could do that to you by simply existing, but his fingers… there’s something magical about them.

“Wow…” Innie mumbles. “You’ll have to teach me that sometime.”

“How about now?” Chan asks, glancing back at you for approval.

You smirk and nod in response. He knows you love a captivated — consenting — audience.

A rosy color spreads across the maknae’s cheeks, and he instinctively pulls his sweatshirt’s collar up to his nose in an attempt to hide.

“No, I couldn’t. That’s… this… no…” he declares, but he can’t keep his eyes away from your lower body for more than a few seconds, and an occasional twitch in his sweatpants makes it clear he’s not entirely opposed to the idea.

“Come here, I’ll show you,” Chan says, grabbing Innie by the arm and pulling him over to the bed. “You don’t have to touch if you want. Just watch what I do.”

Chan plops down comfortably on the edge between your legs, and Jeongin awkwardly sits on the corner of the mattress.

“It’s mostly about pressure, yeah? Depending on where you are, do you want to massage…” Chan explains, wrapping his fingers around and gently rubbing your ankle. “…or do you want to tease…”

He loosens his grip and drags his fingertips up your shin, to your knee, and back down, leaving a trail of goosebumps as he goes. You thrust upward just a little, yearning for that same touch between your legs.

Chan smiles as you squirm, enjoying his teacher role already. Jeongin’s watching his hyung’s fingertips with intensity, and next thing you know, he’s testing his skills on your other leg.

“Like this?” Innie asks, placing both hands on your sock-clad foot and using his thumbs to massage the base through the cotton. Fingertips drag to your ankle and hook around the sock’s cuff, rolling it down and over your toes and off.

He applies pressure to different spots on the base of your foot, watching your face to see how it feels. Once he passes your heel, he puts his palms to work, too, dragging his big hands up and down the sides of your calf.

“Yeah, nice,” Chan says, smiling approvingly before turning his attention back to you. “You like that, baby?”

“Hmmm….”

It would be hard to not enjoy four hands caressing your legs, but something about Jeongin’s fingers elevates the feeling. Like his big hands could do so much damage, but instead, they’re caressing you gently. And all you can think about is how he could wreck you in so many ways…

You snap back to reality as your boyfriend lifts the hem of your T-shirt to slide his hand up and rub your stomach. Even with everything else going on, his eyes are glued to yours, and that sweet smile is still aimed at you.

“Good so far, sweetheart?” he asks.

“Mhm,” you reply softly between sharp breaths. “You ok?”

“Of course, as long as you’re happy,” Chan replies, then turns to Innie. “Ready for the next step?”

Jeongin doesn’t answer immediately. Honestly, he probably didn’t even hear Chan. He’s staring at your legs so intensely, almost in wonder.

“Oi, Jeongin,” Chan repeats, snapping the fingers of his free hand.

“Oh, yeah, sorry, yeah,” the younger boy answers, shaking his head softly. “What do I do?”

“Go higher,” Chan says matter-of-factly, like this really is just a lesson and you’re the study participant — and Jeongin is his most eager student.

The maknae immediately wraps a hand around your inner thigh, down toward your knee. At Chan’s instruction — an encouraging nod is all he needs — Innie slides his warm hand up and up. Slowly, gently.

The unfamiliar touch has you instinctively pulling your legs closed, but Chan’s comforting touch on your stomach keeps you relaxed. His palm is pressed flat, and his fingers make small circles on your soft skin. His other hand replicates Jeongin’s path and gently squeezes the flesh of your inner thigh.

“Hmm.”

A deep hum vibrates from Innie’s throat, and his hungry eyes are trained on the wet spot on your shorts.

You’ve always wondered if other people can smell your arousal. Chan jokes that he can — “It’s the wolf in me, what can I say?” — but he’s generally full of shit. Regardless of whether or not he can smell it, Jeongin can certainly see it. And the way he’s licking his lips has you convinced he wants to taste it, too.

“Go ahead, Innie,” you say reassuringly. “Touch me, it’s ok.”

And then he does. His fingers slide under your shorts and roughly press into your panties. His sudden movements startle all three of you, and Jeongin’s face burns bright red in embarrassment and he pulls his fingers back into his lap.

“A little too quick,” Chan explains. “Something like that is fine if you’re going hot and heavy, yeah? But for something like this…”

Your boyfriend’s hand presses into your thigh and inches up until his fingertips reach the fabric of your shorts. He runs the damp material between his fingers and lightly bites his lip before speaking again.

“… you want to go slowly. Gentle and loving. Maybe a little teasing,” he says with a wink. “That’s what she likes, anyway. Don’t you baby?”

“I just tolerate it because he enjoys being an ass,” you say to Jeongin, who’s still sitting there with his fingers pressed into his thighs.

“Naur, you love it,” Chan teases back. “You love when I play with you.”

He slides your shorts to the side, just like he did earlier tonight. His thumb slowly runs up and down your folds through your underwear while his other hand resumes its circles on your stomach.

“You love when I do this for you,” he continues. “And I love doing it…”

His thumb presses into you deeper through the soaked cotton. Once the fabric can’t stretch anymore, he pulls back out and feels for your clit. He finds the spot and applies just enough pressure to make you squirm.

“That’s my girl,” Chan hums.

His gaze hasn’t left your face. It’s like he forgot someone else is there at all. Like it’s only you two on the bed, business as usual.

Your boyfriend hooks his thumb under your panties and moves them to the side to touch you. He runs his thumb down the length of your opening, parting your lips to feel inside of you where he can.

“Tell me what you want, sweetheart,” Chan whispers. “How many fingers, how fast.”

The hand on your stomach moves to your cheek and caresses it softly. He shifts his weight on the bed so his face can follow, too. Chan sweetly kisses your forehead, then the tip of your nose, then your lips.

“You have me in the palm of your hand, baby. I’ll do whatever you say.”

He breathes into your mouth, his lips only inches from yours when he speaks. You’d love to answer him, but your brain’s all fuzzy and your tongue wants to taste his teeth.

Hands go to his neck to keep him close while your lips press into his. He somehow knows exactly what you want — he always does — and parts his lips for you. Your tongue runs along the backside of his teeth, then the front, before you close his top lip between your teeth. His tongue joins yours then, and you spend what feels like forever just savoring each other and pouring every ounce of affection into each kiss.

Eventually, he pulls away with a smile spread across his swollen lips. He beams down at you, then turns to Jeongin.

“So, like I said…” he starts. “For something like this, you want to be soft, romantic. Listen to your partner’s body, and do what they like.”

Chan resumes his vertical strokes between your legs and faces you again.

“Most of it is about the buildup, right honey? I haven’t even stuck a finger in you yet.”

“He’s right,” you answer. “He always says such pretty words, sometimes I finish before we even get started.”

Chan smiles wide at your compliment.

“So, we’ve covered foreplay. Now, let’s get to fingering,” Chan says, slipping right back into his insightful teacher role. He lightly tugs on your shorts and continues: “Baby, do you mind?”

“Nope, go ahead.”

“Ok, lift up for me.”

He gently slides your shorts and underwear down your legs and tosses them to the floor. One hand gently rests on your upper thigh while the other settles on your lower abdomen.

“Before you do anything else here, you want to make sure she’s wet enough,” Chan explains. “If you did the first part right, you should be fine, but it’s important to check before doing anything too quickly or roughly.”

Your boyfriend positions a finger at your entrance and looks at you.

“Ready?”

“Mhm,” you reply softly.

One long, bony finger gently slides inside of you and traces circles around your walls.

“This isn’t a great example because she gets really wet — you saw her shorts,” Chan says with a soft chuckle. “But this is a good way to check and see what she’s ready for. Here, you try.”

Chan removes his finger and gestures for Jeongin to use his instead.

“You sure?” he asks nervously. “I don’t wanna…”

“You won’t fuck it up. You didn’t fuck it up last time either,” you speak softly. “How else are you gonna learn, Innie?”

“Ok…”

He speaks hesitantly, but his finger is inside you within seconds. His are even longer than Chan’s and how deep he can reach with minimum effort comes as a surprise, but a good one this time.

You inhale deeply and close your eyes as Jeongin starts to move that finger in and out slowly.

“Good, now go in a circle. That’ll help you gauge how much more you can stretch her right now,” Chan instructs.

Innie does as he’s told and a smirk spreads across his lips.

“I think she’s ready for another,” he says.

“Go ahead then,” Chan urges.

Another long finger slides inside you, and he keeps them pressed together as he moves in and out. A minute or two passes with the same motion, and Chan must see the blank expression on your face, so he offers to help.

“So, now it’s about the technique,” he says, placing a hand on Jeongin’s wrist. “You want to rotate your hand and use your fingers to reach the good spots.”

“The good spots?” Jeongin asks.

“That varies by person, unfortunately,” Chan answers. “Just have to mess around and practice on your partner ‘til you figure out their weaknesses. For example…”

Chan tightens his grip on Innie’s wrist and pulls his hand back a little.

“Bend your fingers,” he instructs.

The younger boy’s fingers are so long, he can’t help but stretch your walls apart when he bends them inside you.

“Ok, now keep them like that…”

Chan slowly directs Jeongin’s fingers forward and back, keeping an eye on your face to determine when he — or Innie, more like — is close. And when you take a soft, sharp breath in, he knows he’s got you.

“And now we add a little rotation…”

He pushes and pulls and twists Innie’s wrist like he’s playing the world’s most gentle round of Bop It.

“Oh…”

That one breathy word brings a huge smile to your boyfriend’s face.

“There, you got it,” he says to Innie, continuing to work his friend’s wrist to make you moan and sigh.

“And when you get more acquainted with their… uh… anatomy, you can target it more,” Chan continues. “May I…?”

He releases his hold on Innie’s wrist and patiently waits his turn. Jeongin slides his fingers out and sits them in his lap delicately, like he’s not sure what to do with them now that they’re covered in you. But you’re not too worried about that, because Chan’s fingers are back inside you now, and he’s rubbing and applying perfect pressure to that spot…

“Oh fuck…” you moan a little louder this time, and he just continues with a determined look on his face.

“I can get her to finish like this, or I could toss in some other techniques…” Chan muses, then pushes down gently on the stubbled skin above your pubic bone. “This increases pressure inside, making her feel more… full, I guess? Is that right, baby?”

“Ahuh, sure,” you answer quickly between sharp breaths.

Your eyes are mostly closed, but you can still see Chan’s confident smirk and watch Innie slowly slide his wet fingers into his mouth when he thinks you’re not looking. Something to tease him for later.

“And, of course,” Chan says, “don’t forget about her clit.”

He adds a third finger and rotates his hand so his palm is at an angle. He places his thumb on your most sensitive area and adjusts so he can press on the little nub directly.

“If you want to keep pressure here, you can’t pull out as far,” he explains. “That’s when you really focus on massaging her g-spot so you can keep your hand steady on her clit.”

He demonstrates with the same level of determination he showed earlier, even biting his lip this time. Jeongin is absolutely entranced next to him.

“And if you’re ready for the grand finale, and you’re comfortable with it, a little dirty talk never hurt anyone…” Chan trails off as he lowers his head down to yours once again, lips pressing softly against the edge of your ear.

“Gonna come for me, baby?” he whispers so only you can hear and increases the pace of his little circles and thrusts.

Your simple “y-yes” is barely audible and sandwiched between moans.

“I love your little sounds. You make the most beautiful noises for me, baby,” he hums as he gently bites your earlobe. “I can’t wait to make you scream later.”

“Chan… I…” you barely manage to utter and open your eyes to signal to your boyfriend that you’re almost there.

And just past him, looking entirely enthralled, sits Jeongin. His hand is gently rubbing your calf again, but you see it before you feel it. It’s like every nerve in your body relocated to between your thighs, and they’re all ticking time bombs.

“I know you’re close, sweetheart. You’re doing so good. Such a good girl for me, baby,” Chan praises as he continues his work and uses his free hand to stroke your hair. “Come for me.”

And you do. Gently, but loudly. Your body manages to remain still for the most part, but your chest rises and falls erratically while your moans and sighs fight for release against your lungs that desperately need oxygen.

You grip a handful of Chan’s hair and pull, and he just giggles and lets you guide his head to your chest. He listens to your heart pound with a sweet smile on his face as you ride this out.

The high doesn’t last too long, and aside from a tiny ringing in your ears, you’re back to normal in under 30 seconds. You open your eyes again to see the two of them staring down at you before Chan turns his attention to Jeongin.

“So, there you have it. Any questions?”

The younger boy looks like he’s doing math in his pretty head as he speaks: “… no, not right now.”

You can’t help but laugh at his bewilderment. It’s like he just saw a magic trick.

“Well, if you don’t mind then,” Chan says, facing you again. “I’m about to start my masterclass, so…”

“Oh, yeah, of course,” Jeongin answers, snapping out of the trance and standing up from the edge of the bed. “Thank you, thank you both.”

He turns and heads for the door as your boyfriend leans down to kiss your lips and pull the comforter up over you. The two of them meet where the bedroom becomes the hallway and Chan opens the door.

“Let me know if you have any questions after you… practice,” he says with an exaggerated wink.

“Oh, I will,” Innie replies and steps into the hallway. As he heads back to the common space, Chan swears he hears him mumble, “Seungmin’s gonna lose his mind…”

Your boyfriend slowly closes and locks the bedroom door and pads back toward the bed.

“I think our little lesson is about to become big news,” Chan says as he slides into bed next to you.

“Honestly, that’s fine,” you answer sweetly. “I’m sure whoever they sleep with will thank us later.”

Chan shifts to lie on his side and wraps an arm around your waist. He smiles widely at you, displaying those gorgeous dimples.

“Guess we should practice our material for the next class then, yeah?” he whispers as he slides his hand down once again.

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