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The Feeling is Mutual

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Pairing: Lee Minho/Lee Know x Han Jisung/Han x Fem Reader

Themes: Smut, Angst, Fluff

Word Count: ~11.5k | AO3

Warnings: Smut, Explicit Sexual Content, Alcohol, Cussing, Oral Sex, Hand Jobs, Vaginal Fingering, Blow Jobs, Alternate Universe - College/University, Vaginal Sex, Unprotected Sex

Summary: Reader is lifelong friends with Minho and Jisung and doesn't realize exactly to what extent they all love each other.

Author's Note: I am shamelessly obsessed with Minsung. Will probably add more in the future. I originally was only on AO3, but I wanted to link platforms with Tumblr and Twitter too. Hope you enjoy!

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“Say that to my face, you weasel.” You squared your shoulders up to the slightly shorter brunette boy that rolled his eyes at you with a huff.

“I was telling the little squirrel boy back there–” he glanced around your shoulder to the small, meek looking Han Jisung that hid behind your taller frame. “That his girlfriend looks like a lumberjack.”

“She’s not my girlfriend, Min–!” The small ravenette didn’t even finish his sentence before Minho was flat on the ground with blood gushing from his nose, your fist trembling from the powerful blow it landed.

“Tell me, Minho. How does it feel getting punched by a lumberjack?” It’s true that you were taller and more… developed than the other kids in your fifth grade class, but being best friends with Jisung, the smallest and skinniest boy in class, didn’t exactly help your image. You didn’t care though, you had gotten used to it. However, you had absolutely NO tolerance for when Lee Minho - the little shit that constantly crowded yours and Jisung’s space - would make fun of Jisung for being around you.

Minho wiped his still bleeding nose with his shirt sleeve and shucked off his backpack, not caring for a single moment that the school bus was about to arrive to take the three of you and the other students home. You smirked at his infuriated face and he suddenly jumped on you, the two of you rolling on the asphalt, slapping, tearing clothes, and pulling hair. The teachers were quickly on the scene like lightning and pulled the two of you apart.

“She started it!”

“Did not!” You glanced at Jisung and he was just frozen in place with terrified doe eyes. You didn’t want to drag him into this so you returned your gaze to the disheveled looking brunette that was glaring right back at you.

“I don’t care who started it! You two bicker all of the time and I’m sick of it! Apologize to each other this instant!” The both of you crossed your arms and looked away from each other. At that moment the bus pulled up and the loads of waiting kids started filing in. You started to step towards Jisung to get on with him, but you were pulled back by the backpack. “Nuh-uh. No one is leaving until you two apologize.” You glanced over to the bus and saw the bus driver standing in the doorway impatiently as the other kids peered out the windows at you two.

You groaned loudly and glared at Minho. “FINE. I’m sorry I punched your stupid, weasel face.” You uncrossed your arms and grabbed onto the straps of your backpack, eager to leave already.

He scoffed at you. “And I’M sorry for telling Jisung his girlfriend is a GIANT lumberjack.” You could feel rage build up in you but you just clutched your straps tighter.

Mrs. Choi let out a long sigh and rubbed her temples. “Okay, fine. If that’s how it’s going to be…” The teacher stepped up to the bus driver and announced loudly. “THESE TWO–” she pointed at the two of you, Jisung still curled in on himself off to the side. “Are to sit at the FRONT of the bus as seatmates for the rest of the semester.”

Both of your eyes popped out of your heads and you glanced at each other incredulously. “W-wait! But Mrs. Choi!”

“No buts. Now get on the bus ASAP.” She stood to the side as the bus driver resumed his post behind the wheel. You grabbed Jisung’s hand and the three of you reluctantly climbed in. The seats in the front were obviously open, none of the kids wanted to be monitored so closely by the driver, and you and Minho begrudgingly sat on one side of the aisle as Jisung sat on the other side, gazing at you with disconcertment.

To no one’s surprise, the two of you bickered CONSTANTLY during the whole semester and couldn’t have a single bus ride in peace. Jisung always sat on the other side of the aisle and tried to be a mediator because, for some reason, Minho wasn’t nearly as douchey to the young raven haired boy. Even when you tried to ignore each other, you would always end up bickering about something .

On the days where the two of you had a moment of silence, Jisung would try to make friendly conversation with the little asshat and, surprisingly, Minho would be civil. When Jisung came over to your house after school, you would rant and ask him what he was thinking by trying to talk to him.

“I dunno, he might not be as bad as you think.” He muffled as his cheeks were full of the banana bread he was munching on. “Maybe we should invite him to sit at lunch with us. If you’re going to be forced to sit with him anyway, might as well try to get on his good side.”

“I HIGHLY doubt that kid even has a good side.” You rolled your eyes and huffed.

“Please, Y/N? Can we please try?” Once he gave you those puppy dog eyes, you knew you were screwed.

Minho was suspicious at first, but eventually, he started sitting with the two of you during lunch. Well… he sat with Jisung while you ignored him completely, but you were determined to try for Jisung’s sake.

It started with basic small talk questions that most fifth graders would ask. Do you have siblings? What’s your favorite class? Does Mr. Kim’s nose hair also distract you when he talks? You know, the basics. After that, it was easy to talk to him. Of course you still bickered, but now it was more of a game than anything, falling right in with his lame humor and teasing. Once the semester ended, you didn’t even stop sitting together. Of course the three of you would rotate who sat next to each other, but the odd one out was never seated far from the other two.

The rest was history. The three of you were inseparable from then on. Even when you graduated, you all went to the same college, worked the same jobs, and even rented an apartment for you all to live in. Everything seemed to fall into place and you were never happier. Everything was perfect.

- - - - - - - - - -

You heard a low whistle from the living room when you stepped out of your room. “Goddamn girl, who are you out to slay tonight?” You chuckled at Jisung’s reaction from the couch where he was ogling you. You do admit, you were hoping to get laid that night. You and some of your gal pals were going out clubbing and you were determined to be whisked away to get your brains fucked out. The upcoming finals were stressing you beyond belief and it had been WAY too long since you’d been dicked down. A nice dose of endorphins were definitely due.

You had hit puberty early - hence the ‘lumberjack’ status you previously had donned - so you grew into your ‘feminine assets’ much earlier than most. So you were basically a full woman by high school, making you a force to be reckoned with as a true adult. The boys had eventually caught up to you in the puberty department and you weren’t gonna lie, they were blessed beyond words to transform from what they looked like during their rough years of zits and cracking voices to the absolutely drop dead gorgeous men they were now.

You had slipped on a form fitting black dress that hugged your slim waist and curvy hips and had curled your hair in loose waves. You had dusted a smokey look to your eye makeup and had on your favorite peaches and cream flavored lip gloss. “Hopefully someone who actually knows how to make a girl cum.”

“I wouldn’t hold your breath, kitten. Most men don’t even believe in female orgasms.” Minho said as he stepped out of the kitchen with an iced bourbon and coke.

You scoffed at the nickname he donned you with at the beginning of high school when you dressed up as a cat for Halloween. “Oh yeah? Like you?” You smirked as you snatched the glass from his hand and took a large gulp.

He grabbed your wrist and took it back. “Um excuse YOU. I have made many girls cum, thank you very much. And I don’t just stop at one either.” You scoffed and turned to put on your black strappy heels. Although you used to be taller than the both of them in grade school, they surpassed you in height LONG ago and even in heels you weren’t eye level with either of them.

“Tsk. Please. It’s been ages since I’ve seen either one of you even attempt to get your dicks wet. Even more surprising for you, Min. Aren’t you supposed to be a revolving door for idiotic twats? Don’t tell me you’ve gone celebate.” You almost even looked concerned with the disbelief in your voice.

He must have had some really strong bourbon in that drink because you could’ve swore you saw a light pink dust over his cheeks before he resumed his cocky demeanor. “Trust me, the day I go celebate will be the day of my funeral. Just tired of having to turn them away because of their ‘feelings’.” He used air quotes and cringed, proceeding to plop down on the couch next to Jisung. The latter propped his legs up on the brunette’s lap and looked at you with a small smile and a tilt to his head.

“Please don’t drink too much, baby girl. Oh and let us know when you get there. And when you leave. And make sure the guy you leave with is clean. Oh! And–”

“Alright, alright, MOM. I get it. Relax, Ji. It’s not like this is my first time going out without you asswipes.”

“Tsk. She’ll be fine, Sungie.” Minho rubbed Jisung’s thigh and turned to look at you. “But seriously, try not to be stupid for one night, yeah?” You poked your tongue out at him and he returned the gesture, making you chuckle and head towards the door.

“Love you dorks! Don’t wait for up me!”

“Wasn’t planning on it!” You heard Minho say as the door closed behind you.

- - - - - - - - - -

“What a goddamned asshat… twinkle dick… son of a whore in the springtime looking motherfu–.” You mumbled to yourself in the cab on the way back to your apartment when the driver gave you a weird look. You instantly shut up and continued your fuming internally. You continued your self monologue when you stumbled out of the cab.

You were several drinks in and had mascara running down your face, thanks to your ‘company’ you had acquired that night. He had pulled you into the back alley and tried to fuck you up against the wall next to the filthy dumpster and when you suggested you take it to his place instead, he got pissed and said he would ‘go find a different cumdump’ and that you were an ugly bitch anyway.

You knew that it wasn’t true, but that didn’t mean it didn’t hurt your ego. You could only hope that the boys were still awake and would cheer you up with a plethora of ice cream and movies. In case they were asleep, you entered the apartment quietly, lightly placing your heels in the corridor and tiptoeing through the living room to get to your room.

However, what you weren’t planning on doing was freezing in your tracks when you rounded the corner to see two figures writhing on the couch. You couldn’t believe your eyes and you couldn’t find your voice. Minho was on top of Jisung, devouring his lips like a starved man as he railed him up the ass into the couch cushions. A million thoughts ran through your mind and you couldn’t make sense of any of them. But the first and foremost thought was ‘how could my two best friends keep this from me?’.

You involuntarily let out a small whimper and two pairs of eyes shot up to meet yours. Your inebriated mind couldn’t stop the tears from flooding at that moment and the rushed figures of both of the men separating and hastily covering themselves were blurry in your sight.

“Y/N!” You could vaguely hear the two of them say in unison past the ringing in your ears. All you could think to do was to turn tail and run, so you did. You yanked on your sneakers and ran out of the building, not knowing where you were going, just knowing it wasn’t safe for your sanity to try to unpack what you just saw. You silenced your phone that was blowing up with calls and texts and stumbled your way down the road.

You weren’t exactly a rational person when you were in distress and this situation wasn’t any different. You ran to a nearby twenty four hour convenience store and bought a whole case of beer and sat on the small patio outside, downing one bottle after the other in an attempt to forget the whole night. Why didn’t they say anything? How did you not notice? Will this change our whole friendship?

You were a little over halfway through the case and you could very faintly see the sky start to lighten. Your head was impossibly heavy and you watched the flickering street lamps as you laid your head down on your folded arms. Just as your eyelids started fluttering shut, you could see two figures running towards you in the distance. You couldn’t explain it as you started to lose consciousness, but your heart suddenly felt… warm.

- - - - - - - - - -

“I feel like such an idiot.”

“This isn’t your fault, Sungie.”

“We should have told her! That or…”

“Or what, Sung? Do you wish we never did this in the first place? Just kept it to ourselves and acted like nothing was going on?”

“Dammit, you know that’s not what I mean, Minnie…”

“I know you love her… I love her just as much… but I love you too, Sungie. She might be pissed, but I know she wants us to be happy. It might take her a while, but I know everything will be okay.”

“Okay…”

You started to rouse back to the land of the living as you heard hushed whispers around you. You felt the softness and familiarity of your bed sheets surrounding you as you stretched out your creaking bones. You felt an overwhelming feeling of nausea and a throbbing pain course through your head, making you wince as you opened your eyes to the light filtering through your window.

Your two best friends were at your sides in an instant, Jisung holding a couple of aspirin and Minho holding a glass of water. They looked like they hadn’t gotten an ounce of sleep and you immediately felt guilty for your reaction the previous night. You silently accepted their offerings and downed the pills and the whole glass of water.

The room was silent as you looked down at your empty glass, watching the remaining rivulets of water drip down to the base of the glass. With everything that was running through your head, you decided that only one thing really mattered. “Why didn’t you tell me?” You asked the pair in a meek voice without looking up. Jisung took your right hand into both of his own and brought it to his lips.

“I’m so sorry, baby girl. So so so sorry.” You looked up at him when you heard his trembling voice and found tears streaming down his full cheeks. “I wanted to, I really did! God, I’m such a fucking coward… I was so afraid… I was so afraid you would hate me…”

“Han Jisung.” You said with a stern voice as you brought your hand up to his face to wipe away a tear. “There is nothing, absolutely nothing, you could do to make me hate you.” His lip trembled as he buried his face in your shoulder and you felt Minho link his fingers into your other hand.

“I’m sorry we didn’t tell you, kitten. Truly. We never wanted to hurt you.” He also placed a kiss on your knuckles and your heart fluttered. Your love for these boys was unconditional and their happiness was your happiness.

“We all had an agreement to not keep anything from each other, no matter what. And with this… I guess I felt like I was being excluded. I guess I just wasn’t ready to lose you two just yet…”

Jisung whipped his head up from your shoulder. “W-what do you mean lose us?!” They both wore perplexed and concerned expressions.

“Well… I-I assumed… I mean surely you two would prefer to live together without having me around to–”

“Shut your fucking mouth right this instant.” You looked flabbergasted at Minho’s blatant outburst. “The only way that is happening is if you don’t want to be around. Neither one of us even considered for a single second of leaving you. Don’t be ridiculous, bonehead.”

Jisung shoved the older boy. “What Minho is meaning to say is–” he glared lightly at the brunette. “Is that the three of us are one. None of us would be complete without another. All we wish is that this won’t be weird to the point where…” You saw his lip quiver a little. “...where you won’t want to be around us anymore…”

You pulled the ravenette in for a tight hug and ran your fingers through his hair. “You silly boy…” You whispered as you felt Minho run his hand up and down your back. “There is nowhere I would rather be than right here with you two… I’m really happy for you two. I’m happy that you guys are happy.”

You were startled out of your skin when Minho decided to tackle the two of you back onto the bed and squeeze the life out of you. “Where’s Minho and what have you done with him?” You squeaked out as best you could under his crushing form.

“What? Am I undeserving of some love too?” He morphed his face into one of the cutest displays of pouts that you’d ever seen and you belted out an airy laugh. You pulled them both close and left crushing kisses to each of their cheeks. You were surprised that they both returned kisses to each of your cheeks as well, squishing your face between their lips and making you break out into a fit of giggles.

Once you broke free, you gazed at them in awe. They were both hovering over you with huge smiles on their faces and they looked at you as if you had hung the moon. Your heart swelled for them however, you couldn’t help but notice the slight pang of jealousy you felt. You wished you could find someone to love you like that as well.

- - - - - - - - - -

Things were surprisingly normal after that. Too normal. The three of you did almost everything together like usual and they never made you feel like the odd man out. It was almost concerning how nothing really changed. It even seemed like they were more lovey-dovey with you than they were even with each other (and that means a lot coming from Minho).

It was a normal Saturday afternoon and you were getting ready for an actual date this time. You had wrangled the two into your bedroom so they could give you input on what to wear and Minho was not having it.

“Why the fuck should you try to make yourself look good for some asshat that is only trying to bone you?” Minho groaned as he leaned back on his hands from where he was perched at the edge of your bed and Jisung laid on his stomach next to him.

“He’s not an asshat, Min. It’s Hyunjin from trig, you know he’s a sweetheart!”

“That’s even worse! Any guy that looks like that would have so many notches on his bedpost that even one tiny thrust will send it to the dump!”

You rolled your eyes and turned back to your closet to pull out the next option. “Why are you so desperate to date anyway? You already have us!” You turned back to Jisung with an unamused face just to be met with a smug look in return. You pulled out a dark blue a-line dress with a deep v-neck that cinched down to your waist and held it up to yourself in the mirror.

“Because maybe I actually want to get laid. And maybe I am tired of being the only single one in this house.” You smiled to yourself in the mirror, expecting to hear some form of a retort from one of the boys behind you. When all you heard was silence, you turned to them with a quizzical look. “What?” You questioned Jisung’s shy fiddling and Minho’s intense glare.

“Are we not trying hard enough for you already?” Minho snapped, making you freeze in shock.

“Min-“

“No, Sung.” Minho cut Jisung off before he could say anything. “We have tried so goddamned hard to make you feel like nothing has changed. Do you know how hard it is to keep my hands off of my own boyfriend? It sucks. But I’m doing it for YOU. Because we love you. Yet here you are, trying to make us feel bad for leaving you out!”

“Min, I never said—“ You felt anger rise in your throat.

“And that’s another thing—!” He stood to square up to your defensive frame, to which you were much less intimidating when he was the one towering over you now. “You never once said you were feeling left out. We include you in everything. And we’ve never had a problem with it because you are already a part of this relationship! The only difference is the sex! I don’t give two flying fucks if you want to date, just don’t drag me and Sungie’s relationship into your own insecurities!”

Before you could say anything, Minho turned on his heel, leaving you and Jisung and slamming his bedroom door behind him. “What the actual fuck was that?!” You turned towards the ravenette, throwing the dress down on the bed. You sat down next to Jisung and crossed your arms. What a fucking child.

He just gave you a sad smile. “I’m sorry, love. I think he’s just a little on edge…” He looked down at his thumbnail as he picked at it.

“Well can you go fuck it out of him or something? He’s not making any goddamn sense!” He just chuckled at you and stood up, coming over to pull you in for an unexpected hug.

“I’m sorry if we made you feel left out, honey.” He pulled back to look you in the eyes, your shoulders never leaving his grasp. “He meant what he said though… you are just as much a part of our relationship as we are. There is nothing we would exclude you from… nothing.” The glint in his eye gave you shivers and your brain glitched when he leaned in to give you a long, lingering kiss on the cheek. Right on the edge of your lips.

Without another word, he stepped out of the room and left you with a million questions swirling around in your head.

- - - - - - - - - -

“Fuck…” You buried your face in your hands in front of the sink of the club’s restroom you were at with Hyunjin. You looked back up at your flushed face in the mirror and cursed yourself for being so neurotic. Hyunjin had been a perfect gentleman, treating you with care and respectful hands even when you were trying to grind up against him like a thot on the dance floor. There was no reason you shouldn’t be 100% invested in your date. But that motherfucking Minho…

The bastard’s words still got under your skin. It’s not like you had asked them to refrain from acting like boyfriends. You had made it perfectly clear on several accounts that you were happy for their relationship. More than happy really. So why did he go off on you like that? And why did they insist on making it a point that they considered you a part of the relationship? Yeah you three were closer than anything in the world, but surely they didn’t mean they had wanted to include you romantically… right?

You looked down at the same blue dress you had picked out earlier that day and started to fiddle with the hem of it. It really was a sexy dress but… when you put it on, all you really wanted was for the boys to appreciate your look before you went out. Instead, you only received a ‘have fun’ from Jisung and complete silence and a sour attitude from Minho. Hyunjin of course said you looked amazing, but for some reason the compliment didn’t really seem as gratifying coming from his mouth.

You hated to admit it, but you just weren’t satisfied with Hyunjin. He was gorgeous, sweet, funny, and a phenomenal kisser, but everyone seemed to pale in comparison to your two best friends. Of course you couldn’t really judge how they were in bed, but you knew them on legitimately every other level known to man.

That doesn’t mean you haven’t imagined what it would be like to sleep with one of them. I mean, hell, going through horny teenage years and even hornier adulthood brought many thoughts to your head. You had seen them both almost completely naked, they walked around in nothing but their boxers all the time, so you had plenty of content to conjure up different images. Even after they got together you couldn’t help but find the idea of them fucking in the other room kind of hot…

You started to feel warmth pool in the base of your stomach and when you looked back up at your face, you were beet red. Now that those images were brought to the forefront of your mind, that was ALL you could think about. “Well shit…” You already knew this was a failed date. Sure, you could try to go home with Hyunjin and have him fuck your horniness away, but you didn’t want to hurt the poor man, especially after being so sweet to you all night. Also, you would eventually have to head back home and be tormented all over again.

You resigned yourself to cutting your date short by giving the generic ‘I’m not feeling well’ bullshit excuse and you felt horrible when you saw the look on Hyunjin’s face. But you told yourself that it is better to do it now than for him to catch feelings and break it off later. It really was a shame, in another world, he would have been the perfect man.

When you walked up to the door, you could only hope that they weren’t fucking on the couch again. You braced yourself as you rounded the corner to the living room and breathed out a sigh of relief when you saw the two men snuggling on the couch watching a movie. Jisung immediately popped his head up when he saw you walk in.

“Hey! What are you doing home so early, babe?”

Minho snickered. “I was probably right about Hwang.” He said, crossing his arms across his chest. “Probably just wanted a quick fuck.”

“For your information, MeanHoe, he was a perfect gentleman. Not that you would know what that means.” You rolled your eyes and started to head for your bedroom door.

“Then what happened? Bad breath? Poor table manners? Tic-tac dick?” You huffed and turned your back to Minho.

“No, Min. None of that. He was fine.” You hoped they didn’t catch the small hitch in your voice. When your hand landed on the doorknob, you heard Jisung’s small voice.

“What’s the matter, sweetie?” Of course he would notice. You felt a weird emotion spring up in your throat at the endearment and swallowed it back as best as you could.

Well obviously you couldn’t tell them that you kept comparing Hyunjin to them. Minho’s ego would fly through the roof and it would probably make Jisung feel uncomfortable. So you resigned yourself to try and keep brushing off the issue. “It’s nothing, Ji. Goodnight.” You rushed past the threshold to your room to avoid any further discussion and slumped against the closed door.

You surprised yourself when you felt a tear fall from your face and you quickly wiped away the evidence. Why were you crying? You are supposed to be happy for them, not envious of their relationship. However, once one tear fell, the others started breaking free along with it and there was no stopping them. You slumped down on the edge of your bed and held your head in your hands, silently sobbing. You could only hope to ever find someone to love you like they do, but even they couldn’t provide you the kind of love you needed. You felt like you would never find anyone that would be able to compare to them.

You almost wished that you had never– “Y/N?” You heard a faint knock on your door and cursed Jisung for being so caring. You stayed silent in hopes that he would think you were sleeping and turn away, but you should have known that wouldn’t stop Minho.

The door immediately whipped open and Minho stepped into the room with purpose and anger, flicking on the light in his path. The two of them, however, completely froze in the doorway when they saw you were crying. “Oh kitten…” Minho’s face instantly fell when he looked at you and he knelt down in front of you from where you were seated, making even more tears fall. “I’m so sorry, sweetie… I know I’ve been an ass today…”

You hiccupped back a sob as Minho took your hands in his and Jisung hurried over to wrap his arms around you. “I-it’s not you, Min…” You sniffled.

“Talk to us, baby. What’s the matter?” Jisung’s voice was soothing as he tucked your hair behind your ear and massaged the base of your neck.

You shook your head and hung your head low, your hands still ensnared in Minho’s grasp. He released one of your hands so he could rub his own up and down your thigh lovingly. “Kitten, you know I’m not good at this whole comforting thing, so you’re going to have to help me out here…” His touch left searing heat on your thigh and you squirmed under the combined touch of his and Jisung’s ministrations on your body.

“It’s just…” You fiddled with Minho’s hand as you tried to find a way to express what you wanted to say. “It’s just hard to find the right guy when I know I won’t find anyone near as great as you two…” You timidly watched as the two men looked at each other with wide eyes and then back at you. “I-I know that sounds weird! B-but I don’t mean it like–”

“Shhh, it’s okay, love. We get it.” Jisung cupped your cheek with his free hand and wiped away another couple of tears that had escaped. “We understand more than you realize.” Jisung leaned in and delicately placed a warm, wet kiss on your jaw, making you shiver.

Minho changed the course of his hand to start lightly rubbing circles on your upper thigh. A dangerous feeling started building in your nether regions and you started to get anxious. “I would never be able to imagine my life without you and Sungie either…” Minho let his lips linger on your knuckles and your breath hitched.

Fuck. They both looked up at you with intense eyes because of course they noticed. “We told you, you are just as much a part of this relationship as we are, kitten. Whatever you need… we can provide…” Minho tentatively moved his wandering hand closer to your inner thigh and Jisung placed another kiss on your neck this time. “Only if you want it though…”

They were being cautious, you could tell, but they made their intentions very clear. If you wanted it, you could have them. You should have been freaked out. Should have asked your best friends what the fuck they were thinking and that you weren’t into whatever polyamorous relationship they were conjuring up in their minds. And normally that would be true… for anyone other than these two…

You were soaking in your panties and you couldn’t deny it. The thought of having a relationship with not only one, but both of your best friends should have made you run for the hills, but instead, it felt like the most logical thing in this world. You figured it only made sense with how much you all loved each other. And now, with everything that had transpired, you couldn’t imagine being with anyone but these two.

Your breathing started getting heavier and your eyes fluttered when you felt Jisung’s tongue flick out over your pulse. “I… I can’t let myself get in between you two…” You already sounded completely fucked out.

“Who said anything about getting in between us? We love you equally just as much.” Jisung whispered against your neck, his breath sending chills down your spine.

“Unless you mean physically, then we definitely don’t mind you being in between us.” Minho muttered as he kissed your kneecap and subtly brushed his fingertips underneath the hem of your dress. You visibly shivered and Minho chuckled, lightly scraping his nails over your goosebumps. “You don’t exactly seem to be opposed to it, kitten…” He looked up at you with blown out pupils and a ravenous expression that made your ears burn.

Jisung whispered again. “All you need to do is ask and we will do anything for you.” He slightly pushed aside your strap and bit your shoulder. You could feel both of them smile against your skin when you whimpered at the feeling. Minho pushed your dress up a tiny bit further.

“What do you want, kitten?” He placed a kiss on your inner thigh and you knew your panties were ruined. Fuck.

“I… I…” Your head was in a fog and the two pulled their heads back from where they were torturing your flesh and they waited for your words with bated breath. You had no doubt that you were incredibly attracted to these men and you were their life companion, but something kept nagging you in the back of the head. You thought of your lives together and how you had watched them grow into these forces of nature and you didn’t know what this would mean if it went on from here. “I don’t want to just be fuck buddies…”

You instantly regretted your words when Minho sprung up from where he knelt in front of you and grabbed your face with both hands. “You really are a stupid little girl.” He growled. “We want all of the strings, Y/N. We want you to be our girl and our girl only. Go on dates with us. Make love to us or let us fuck you senseless. Be everything you already are to us, but more.” He glared at you for a moment more before his face softened. “We love you, baby…”

You felt a tear fall just before you crashed your lips to his. It should have felt weird kissing one of your best friends, but it wasn’t. It felt as natural as breathing and Minho reciprocated it just the same. You could feel him start to get hungry as he slipped his tongue in your mouth and fought for dominance (ever the control freak) and you gladly let him in. Turns out the man is an amazing kisser and when you turned to meet with Jisung, he was just as talented. Hyunjin couldn’t hold a candle to these two, but you might just be a tad bit biased.

As you and Jisung were clashing tongues, you could feel Minho step one leg in between yours and bend down to lick and suck on your neck, hands roaming down your waist and hips. Jisung was caressing your inner thigh and started sliding up under the hem of your dress. You whined when he stopped just at the edge of your panties as if he was waiting for permission. “J-Ji…” You huffed against his lips. “Touch me…”

That was all he needed to start circling his fingers over your panties right on top of your clit. You threw your head back in ecstacy, giving Minho more access to attack your neck. “Baby girl…” Jisung stared at you in awe as he fully lowered one of your straps with his unoccupied hand, revealing one of your breasts to him. “God, you’re perfect…” He breathed against your nipple before he sucked it in his mouth hard. You belted out a cry as he rolled the tip of it in between his teeth. Your voice cracked as you whined when Jisung retreated his hand from your clit until you felt Minho get back on his knees in front of you, spreading your legs open for him and bunching your dress up to your waist.

“Holy FUCK, Sungie, come look at this beauty…” The ravenette released your swollen nipple and both of the boys gazed at your pussy in awe. “Her cunt is practically dripping for us!” You got extremely annoyed when they wouldn’t stop ogling.

“Are you two going to just stare all day or are you going to actually do something about it?” You growled and both of the boys fixed their blown out eyes onto yours.

“Just savoring our fantasies, gorgeous. Trust us, we want nothing more than to satisfy your every need.” Minho gave you another one of his annoying little smirks. They fantasized about you? You didn’t have much time to ruminate on that fact because Minho suddenly dipped his finger into your sopping entrance from the side of your lacy underwear. Your hands grasped onto Jisung’s arm for dear life as your body went rigid.

Apparently Minho had lost his patience because he practically ripped your panties off of you and buried his face in your crotch like a man starved. He latched onto your clit and sucked while his skilled tongue flicked over it with desperate movements. Jisung returned to your mouth while one of his hands lowered your other strap and started alternating between your breasts, pinching and twisting your nipples while the other was buried in your hair, giving intermittent little tugs.

You moaned into his mouth and he sucked on your tongue. The overwhelming stimulation of the two quickly brought you over the edge and it surprised all three of you when you came with a loud cry. “Shit, Min. I knew your tongue was magic but, damn. Look how fucked out she already is!” Jisung brushed your hair back off your face with a satisfied smile. You had slumped back onto your elbows on the bed and you were breathing hard.

“Off. Clothes off. Now.” You had lost the ability to form full sentences and the boys stripped faster than you knew was possible, their erections fully prominent through their boxers. They helped rid you of your dress, leaving you completely naked as they scooted you up further onto the bed. Jisung sat behind you as he pulled you to his chest and Minho hovered over you with a dangerous look in his eyes.

His hand slid up your leg again, but wasted no time in dipping two fingers into your clenching pussy. You mewled at the stretch and laid your head back against the soft skin of Jisung’s shoulder. “Fuck, you’re so tight, kitten. I hope you can take us.” You could only hum in response to Minho as he stretched you with his fingers. When he leaned in, you figured he was going to kiss you, but the two men ended up making out over your shoulder while Minho was finger fucking you and Jisung dropped his hand down to circle his fingers around your clit.

They were an enigma. You couldn’t stop staring at the erotic display of these two gorgeous men intertwining tongues while pleasuring you. You couldn’t believe you were rising to orgasm again just watching them. “Oh god, that’s so fucking hot…” You couldn’t control the sudden confession from your mouth. Jisung side eyed you when your breathing picked up and smirked at the sight of you watching them.

He turned away from Minho to whisper in your ear. “Correct me if I’m wrong, angel. But have you fantasized about Minnie and I fucking before?” You had never heard Jisung sound so seductive before and it made your face burn in embarrassment.

Minho plastered his signature shit-eating grin on his face and leaned into your other ear, still languidly pumping his fingers into your sweet spot. “I think this angel has a little bit of a devil in her, Sungie.” He abruptly shoved a third finger in you deep, making you yelp in response. “Do you get off thinking about us, baby?” You couldn’t answer, you could only squeeze your eyes shut, suddenly bashful. Minho would have none of that though as he grabbed your jaw with his free hand and made you look at him. “Answer me, brat.”

You timidly nodded your head and you could feel your entire face light on fire. The smug smile on Minho’s face did nothing to soothe your embarrassment. You felt the grip on your jaw tighten, prying your mouth open as he removed his fingers from your cunt. You whined as you clenched around nothing, but Minho held his dripping fingers right up against your bottom lip.

“Suck.” He pushed his fingers past your lips and you sucked on them hungrily, tasting yourself. You twirled your tongue around and in between them, locking eyes with him and trying to give him the illusion that it was him you were sucking off. “Shit… You’re fucking unreal , kitten.”

Jisung was attacking your neck and had never left your clit since he started. “You gonna let Minnie fuck that tight little pussy of yours, baby girl?” Jisung whispered as he bit your earlobe.

“Oh god, please.” You groaned.

“As you wish, kitten.” He stood up and shucked off his boxers and HOLY FUCK was he for real? That had probably been the most beautiful dick you had ever seen and it must have shown on your face because that cocky ass smile formed on his lips. “You got a rubber, sweetheart?”

“No need, I’m clean and on birth control. Now get the fuck over here.” You squealed when Jisung pinched your clit. You fluttered your eyes in ecstasy up at Minho. “Come paint my insides, Min.” The two men groaned at the same time and the brunette basically tackled the both of you, alternating between both of your mouths and grabbing you by the legs.

You started to feel Jisung rub his erection against your back and you grinded against him, making his breath hitch. Minho grabbed Jisungs ass and dragged the two of you forward so you were leaning further back against Jisung. “This might hurt a bit, kitten.” You involuntarily started pushing your hips forward in a desperate attempt to get his cock into you as soon as humanly possible. Jisung held down your hips though when Minho dragged his burning hot tip against you, teasing your clit and entrance as if he had all the time in the world. And maybe you did, but that didn’t mean your patience was any less thin. “I swear to fucking god, Minho. If you don’t fuck me right now, I’m going to–!”

Your breath was kicked from your lungs as soon as he slammed his hips into you, fully sheathed balls deep and crushing your cervix. “Holy fucking hell, kitten… Why the FUCK have you kept this tight, wet, perfection away from us for so long?!” Minho almost looked like he was in pain from the amount of pleasure he was in. “Sungie, I can’t wait for you to feel her… she’s so goddamned perfect…” Minho groaned loudly, but stayed still inside you, allowing you to get used to the stretch.

You were choking on your own gasps and you felt like you had been punched in the gut. Your voice was shaky as you squeaked out a small “Minnie…” and he smiled down at you with heart eyes. He leaned in to lock his lips with yours in a long, sensual kiss. You felt all the love he rarely portrayed with words pour out into his kiss and you felt Jisung kiss the side of your neck while rubbing small, soothing circles into your lower stomach.

Once the pain started to subside, you started to roll your hips into him, hopefully giving him the hint that you were ready to be fucked into the mattress. Or really, fucked into Jisung’s chest. Thankfully, the message was received and he started languidly rocking his erection in and out shallowly.

“F-Fuu–” You threw your head back again as Jisung’s lips replaced Minho’s. As Minho started moving faster, your kisses grew hungrier. You sucked and bit Jisung’s lips like you wanted to eat him and, if you were being honest, you did. “Ji… let me taste you.” You sighed the words against his lips and he wasted no time sliding himself out from beneath you and propping up on his knees beside you, palming his clothed erection.

“You’re sure, baby girl?”

“Please, JiJi!” You wanted nothing more than to make these men feel good. For once, you weren’t worried about your own pleasure, your sole purpose at that moment was to please them. When he whipped out his dick, you salivated. WHY THE FUCK ARE THESE MEN’S DICKS SO PRETTY?! You raised a hand up and tentatively wrapped your hand around the smooth skin, feeling the extraordinary heat radiating off of him.

You gazed up at him as you licked him from base to tip and you could see his eyes roll into the back of his head. You swirled your tongue around the tip and then wrapped your lips around him, you were always more than confident in your head game as you swallowed around him deeper. “Sh-shit, baby. Keep that up and you’re going to finish me off before I can even fuck Minnie’s cum back into you.”

Those words immediately brought you back to the unbearable pleasure that Minho was treating you to. You looked over to him while you tongued Jisung’s slit and he had burning desire written in his eyes as he watched you suck Jisung’s cock. He abruptly wrapped his fingers around the back of your knees with bruising force and raised them to your chest, folding you in half. Your screams were muffled by Jisung’s dick as Minho rammed directly into your sensitive bundle of nerves at the top of your walls and pumped into you at a blinding pace.

The sounds of both of your best friends moaning from the pleasure you were giving them combined with the slapping and squelching of Minho nailing your sweet spot sent you tumbling over the edge. You screamed on Jisung’s cock as you drenched Minho with your orgasm, making his hips stutter. Your clenching walls pulled him into a vice grip and you felt him cum so hard you could almost taste it.

The sight of Minho climaxing was one of the most beautiful things you had ever seen, there was no describing it. You milked each other through your orgasms and Jisung pulled himself away from you. “Sung, you have to feel her. It’s fucking revolutionary!” You chuckled at his out of breath response as he removed himself from between your legs, Jisung replacing him.

Unlike Minho, Jisung was gentle and loving. He entered you slowly and the stretch was once again absolutely euphoric. He had an awestruck look in his eyes as he felt your slick walls and he had the same pleasure-pained look on his face that Minho had. His eyes peered into your soul as he caressed the side of your face and his face lit up with a contagious smile. “I love you so much, baby girl.” He pressed his lips to yours in a slow, beautiful kiss, tongues intertwining in a passionate dance.

Minho, who had flopped down next to you on the bed trying to catch his breath, had propped himself up on his elbow and started caressing Jisung’s back. “I’ll be right back, love.” Jisung just hummed in response into your mouth and you could hear Minho shimmy off the bed and shuffle out of the room.

Jisung pulled away from the kiss and caressed your cheek again, running his thumb over your lips as he lazily pumped into you. “Is this okay, baby? I know it probably seems weird to you–”

“Shhh…” You whispered and nuzzled into his hand. “Nothing could be more perfect than where I am right now.” You smiled up at him and he buried his face into your neck with a small kiss.

“I love you, Y/N.”

“I love you too, Hanji…” You opened your eyes when you felt a small kiss on your cheek.

“And I guess I love both of you.” Minho said against your skin when he returned in the same state as he left.

“Wow, what an honor. *ngh* I guess I love you too, Min.” You joked, but the power of Jisung’s thrusts strengthened. You gasped at the intensity, even though he was still going at a leisurely pace, he was ramming into your already bruised cervix. “SHIT, JI!” You squeaked out through clenched teeth. He raised his head up to look at you with a mischievous grin.

Somewhere in the background you heard a snap of a cap and before Jisung could respond to you, he was suddenly gasping loudly on top of you. “HOLY FUCK, Min! You can’t blindside me like that!” Jisung looked over his shoulder at the older man behind him that had an evil sneer.

“Sorry. Not sorry, Sung. Your ass is just all too tempting. ESPECIALLY when I can see it clench as you fuck our little kitten.” Minho had apparently made the trek to his room to go claim a bottle of lube because when you peered over Jisung’s shoulder, Minho had a finger buried in his ass and was stretching him open. You were mesmerized by the expressions on Jisung’s face.

He started whimpering and dropped his head to your shoulder. “Nuh uh.” You grabbed his head and raised it again, a pained expression on his face. “I want to see your face when Minnie and I wreck you.” You could hear Minho hiss through his teeth behind Jisung and he was suddenly thrusted forward, making him gasp and, in turn, making you gasp from your shared stimulation.

Minho chuckled. “Holy fucking shit, this is going to be fun. I get to control both of you just with one–” He pushed his fingers harshly into Jisung again and you both whined. “–push.” He continued with that torture and you could tell he was adding more fingers due to the pained expression of the man above you. “You okay, babe?” Minho’s free hand drew comforting circles on Jisung’s hip and you felt butterflies in your stomach from Minho’s rare tenderness.

“Yes. Please, Min. Fuck her through me… We need you…” Jisung’s breath was heavy as he gasped out the provocative words. Minho’s eyes turned dark and that was all he needed to slam his dick into Jisung’s ass, making all three of you cry in pleasure. The three of you were still for a moment while Jisung got comfortable with the stretch and you mewled at the feeling of his dick twitching inside of you. You clenched around him and he whined. “OH GOD, don’t do that to me, baby girl. Don’t want to finish me off before we’ve even started!”

Minho chuckled behind him, knowing exactly what you were doing to him and he started slowly pulling back before pumping both of you back and forth at a steady pace. There were whines, gasps, and moans alternating between the three of you, but Minho seemed particularly ravenous. Grunting, hissing, and growling as he started to build his pace.

Jisung bent his head down and continued moaning while latching onto your nipple. You promptly tangled your fingers in his hair with one hand and the other intertwined fingers with Minho’s hand that had been gripping onto Jisung’s waist. He looked down at you with a tender smile and squeezed your hand as he repositioned his posture.

Jisung abruptly jolted forward with a cry, releasing your nipple and biting onto your shoulder, making you whine as well. Minho smiled down to where he was connected with Jisung. “You like that, babe?”

“FUCK YES! GOD, Minnie! Please! R-right there! Don’t stop!” Jisung sounded desperate and you could feel it in the way he was see-sawing between you and Minho. It was so damned erotic and you could feel another high approaching.

“Harder! Please!” You threw your head back as both of the men’s paces increased along with their power.

“How does Sungie feel, kitten?”

“Fucking DELICIOUS.” You whimpered and Jisung took the liberty of licking all the way up your outstretched neck, ending his journey by slipping his tongue into your mouth with a heated kiss. One of his hands grasped onto the back of your neck for dear life and the other intertwined fingers with you above your head so that each of your hands were locked with both of your boys.

Minho’s grunts became more choppy and Jisung was whimpering with every thrust and you LOST IT. Your third orgasm came so hard that you would be seeing stars for weeks. Your clenching and all-encompassing flooding around Jisung’s dick pushed him over the edge as well as his hips stuttered and you felt warmth, once again, squirting and mixing in with Minho’s seed.

“SHIT FUCK–” Jisung seemed to have been clenching as well because Minho’s loud cursing and stuttering of his slapping hips indicated his second release of the night. Jisung’s eyes rolled into the back of his head at the feeling and he collapsed on top of you. Minho then promptly collapsed on top of him and you could feel Jisung’s dick slowly slide out of you along with a sea of cum.

You grunted with the combined weight of the men on top of you and you released both of their hands, instead slapping their shoulders. “Guys–” You wheezed. “Get your heavy asses off of me! I’m suffocating!”

Minho was the first to roll off and lay on his side next to you. “Psh. Says the lumberjack.” You slapped him on the pec with the back of your hand halfheartedly and he guffawed.

When Jisung rolled off to lay on your other side, you looked over to see a sleepy smile. You cupped his cheek and kissed him tenderly and then turned to the other side and did the same with Minho. “I can definitely say that you guys have grown in more ways than one.” You chuckled with heavy breathing, the two of them joining you.

Jisung took a fistful of your boob and squeezed. “I could say the same about you. I’ve been wanting to get ahold of these babies for ages.” That brought an important thought to the forefront of your mind.

You quickly sat up and turned around to face them, startling both of them with concerned faces. “Yeah! What the hell is that about? How long have you guys wanted this fucking ‘menage a trois’ to be a thing?”

Jisung just blushed and Minho just looked amused at his boyfriend’s flustered state. “Since high school.” Minho said this so nonchalantly, you thought it had to be some kind of joke.

“I’m serious, Min! How long?”

“I’m serious, kitten. Since high school. We only really admitted it to each other once Sungie and I started dating. That’s when we knew that we wouldn’t feel complete without you being with us too.” Minho rolled over on his side to face you and thumbed your mouth. “I just can’t believe it took your leadass brain so long to realize.”

You half-chuckled in disbelief and the action ended up slightly pushing all three of your combined fluids out of your crotch. Your eyes widened and you clenched your thighs together. “I’m pretty sure I am ruining my bedsheets right now…”

“Babe, I think they were ruined from the start.” Jisung laughed and both of them looked at each other with mischievous eyes. They took each of your legs and pried them apart, admiring their work. “Fuck, that’s so hot. No wonder Min likes to watch me when he finishes.”

You blushed hardcore and swiftly sat up, ripping their hands from the vice grip on your thighs. Once you stood up and turned back to them, you outstretched a hand to both of them. “Wanna take a shower?”

You had never seen the boys move so fast. They took your hands to hop out of bed. Jisung quickly rushed to the bathroom while Minho bent down to throw you over his shoulder, promptly smacking your ass hard once you were manhandled into position. You screeched and he just laughed at you menacingly.

“God, your ass his so fucking spankable.”

“You have a problem, sir.”

“Oh? Sir? I like that, kitten.” Once he sat you on your feet in the bathroom, he whispered in your ear. “Maybe I should make you call me that from now on, yeah?”

You rolled your eyes and pushed past him. “I’d bet my ass to get you to try and ‘make’ me do anything.” You stepped into the shower with Jisung and felt automatically drawn to the huge smile on his face. “Hi JiJi…” You kissed him tenderly as you wrapped your arms around his neck.

He kissed you back gently and lovingly as he caressed your sides and hips, tongues slowly dancing with each other. When he broke the kiss, he abruptly spun you around to wrap his arms around you in a back hug. You found yourself facing Minho’s sudsy body and a shit-eating grin. Well fuck.

“You really shouldn’t have said that, kitten.” He stepped towards you and you felt something turn in your core. “How about we clean you out properly?” You whimpered when he bent down to lick a stripe up your throbbing and dripping folds and then gently pressed a finger into your entrance.

You couldn’t help but to gasp and throw your head back against Jisung’s shoulder, causing him to start placing open mouthed kisses up and down your neck and shoulder, sucking on the already bruising hickeys that were left there.

Your body instinctively squirmed from the pleasure-pain Minho was inducing down below and Jisung’s ministrations up above on your already sensitive areas. Jisung firmly grasped your hips and pressed you up against his erection causing a moan to slip out of your mouth. “You like that baby girl? Is Minnie making you feel good?” You nodded frantically at Jisung’s whispered words and that only made Minho suck even harder on your swollen clit.

You cried out when you felt one of Minho’s slick fingers circle around the rim of your asshole. “M-Minnie… what–?”

“You think you can take us both, kitten?” You gasped when you felt him breach your rim and slowly enter.

“I-I…” You couldn’t control your clenching.

“Relax, sweetheart. We don’t have to if you don’t want it.” Jisung kissed your cheek sweetly and rubbed soothing circles on your hips with his thumbs.

You peered down at Minho that was looking up at you in anticipation. Fuck it. “Okay, Min. Just… take it slow…” He smiled at you and latched onto your clit again, eating you out with determined purpose as he slowly got you used to the unfamiliar feeling of his finger pumping in and out of your sphincter.

You had done anal once before but the dude was super rough and it hurt like hell. Needless to say, you dropped that motherfucker real quick. Minho was patient and comforting, making sure you were comfortable and checking when you were ready for more. You barely felt any discomfort at all, especially with the delicious sensation he was providing to your bliss button. Not to mention Jisung’s ministrations on your neck and nipples.

“Ah, FUCK. Keep doing that Minnie! Don’t stop!” He was flicking and circling your clit with his skilled tongue and your knees started getting weak, all the while stretching you wide open. When he pulled away you cried out. “NO! No no no, PLEASE Minnie!”

He just chuckled and stood up to press his body against yours, removing his fingers and wiping them on his still soapy body. “Now now, sweetheart. We don’t want to ruin the main course now, do we?”

You attacked him. You pushed him against the wall and started devouring his lips, biting, sucking, and licking anything and everything you could get your mouth on and he responded eagerly. You lifted your leg onto his hip and frantically guided his painfully hard erection to your entrance, sheathing yourself and whimpering at the euphoric feeling. He moaned into the kiss and fully lifted you, sitting you on his cock and presenting your ass for Jisung to line up with. You tensed when you felt his tip touch your rim and, without a shadow of doubt, they noticed.

Minho’s kisses started to get less hungry and more loving, rubbing soothing circles on your thighs with his thumbs from where he was holding you up. Jisung was gently circling the outside of your hole to get you to relax and spread his precum around your entrance. He sweetly kissed your shoulder, shushing you to calmness.

Minho started slowly grinding in you and the pleasure outmassed the discomfort of Jisung slowly stretching you with his dick. “O-oh GOD…” Jisung’s breathy moan sent butterflies through your stomach and they both stilled for a moment so you could get acclimated to the feeling once the boy behind you was fully sheathed.

“F-fuck… S-so f-full…” You choked out.

“Shhh, you’re doing so well, baby girl.” Jisung kissed your sweaty temple.

“Such a good girl. Letting us fill up all of her tight little holes. Just breathe and relax for me kitten, okay?” You didn’t even realize you were holding your breath until Minho pointed it out. You gulped up the much needed oxygen and closed your eyes, trying to focus on the euphoric sensation that Jisung had started administering to your clit.

Both of the boys latched their lips onto each side of your neck and you moaned, finally feeling that warmth in your core again. “Y-you can move…” Once they started, you realized that you didn’t feel any pain at all. It actually started feeling quite pleasurable. Feeling the two completely filling you up put a pressure on your sensitive nerves that had you dripping with your arousal.

“Oh, Sungie. You feel amazing through her walls, babe.” They were see-sawing in between your holes to ensure that you were never left empty and you could feel your high slowly approaching again. You were groaning, sighing, and moaning so loud that you were sure the neighbors were concerned for your well being.

“You like that baby girl?” Minho slammed into you and they started moving faster, the cry you belted out just seemed to egg them on further.

Jisung brought three of his fingers to your mouth and pawed at your lips. “I think she needs more holes filled. What do you think, Minnie?”

“I think that is a brilliant idea, Sung. Open up for him, will you, kitten?” You obediently opened up and enclosed your mouth on his fingers as if you were blowing him, twirling your tongue around and sucking eagerly.

“That’s a good girl.” You felt Jisung intertwine his fingers with one of the hands that Minho was using to hold your ass up and your heart swelled. You spat out Jisung’s fingers.

“Kiss each other…” You breathed out and they wasted no time in obliging. You watched as they tenderly locked lips and sweetly tangled their tongues together and it just about pushed you over the edge. You were just about hyperventilating and you rocked between their cocks faster. Your eyes fluttered at the image of the two and you buried your teeth into Minho’s shoulder as you flooded their cocks.

You screamed and clenched all of your holes and the boys grunted and hissed into each other’s mouths, shooting their white hot spunk all over your walls. You almost passed out from the feeling and the both of them braced themselves you when they felt your body go limp.

A whimper escaped your mouth when they both pulled out of you, leaving you with an excruciatingly uncomfortable empty feeling. When Minho stood you back up, your knees buckled and they both caught you before you bit the dust. “Don’t worry, baby girl. We’ve got you.” Jisung spoke in a soft voice and you melted into them as they gently cleaned your body.

They wrapped you in a fuzzy towel and Minho picked you up bridal style. Since your bed was utterly trashed now, the three of you crashed on Minho’s bed and you never realized how comfortable it was. It felt kind of weird laying naked with your two best friends, but you felt too fucked out from your multiple orgasms that you couldn’t bring yourself to give two flying fucks.

Minho wrapped around you from behind and Jisung laid facing you. “I can’t believe we actually got you to agree to this, sweet thing.” Jisung traced his fingers around your face with a feather-light touch. His eyes glimmered with wonder and he looked totally lost in your eyes.

Minho squeezed you snug against his chest and placed a chaste kiss on your shoulder. “You’re stuck with us now, kitten.”

You scoffed as you buried your face in the crook of Jisung’s neck. “As if I wasn’t already stuck with you douchebags in the first place.”

After a moment of silence of being caged between the two, Minho randomly chuckled before he full-on started his evil cackling. “What’s so funny?” You drearily asked, starting to feel the weight of the day on your mind and body.

He slithered his hand down to your ass cheek and groped it firmly. “You said you’d bet your ass. I’m pretty sure double penetration qualifies as me ‘making’ you do something.” He swiftly smacked your ass and you jolted in place. “This gorgeous ass is mine now.”

“No fair! I deserve it too!” Jisung grabbed your other cheek.

“That doesn’t count! I allowed that to happen, you weasel!” You protested, but you didn’t exactly mind the two sexy motherfuckers massaging your ass.

“Sure sure, whatever helps you sleep at night, kitten. You just need to know we own it either way.” Minho gave it a firm squeeze then relented his ministrations to firmly wrap his arm around your waist.

Jisung did the same and caressed Minho’s arm all the while. He sweetly kissed you and then Minho turned your head by your jaw to do the same. You felt so much love in that moment that you started to get emotional. “I love you guys so much… I am forever grateful to Mrs. Choi for punishing me to sit next to your weasel ass.”

Both of the men chuckled in tandem. “I am too, kitten. We love you so much.” Your eyes watered at Minho’s rare soft confession and Jisung’s agreement. “Now enough of this sappy shit, go to sleep you lumberjack.” Of fucking course, it is Lee Minho we are talking about here.

“Why am I not surprised that you could ruin such a beautiful moment?” Jisung slapped Minho’s arm and he slapped back, starting a poking and tickling fight between the two.

“Hey! Cut it out or I’m leaving you two to go sleep in my room!” They squeezed you tightly when you wiggled in their grasp and then trapped you in a vice grip.

“I’d like to see you try, kitten.” Minho’s seductive tone sent shivers down your spine and Jisung mimicked his voice.

“We’re never letting you go, baby girl.”

You sighed and snuggled in. “I guess I can’t complain about that. The feeling is mutual.”

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سلام! همانطور که می بینید این تصویر رئیس جدید در آینده است، می خواستم بپرسم واکنش شخصیت به خواننده سازنده که او را به عنوان یک حیوان خانگی همه جا می برد چیست؟🥺💖😂

Thank you to the people who helped me translate! ૮꒰ྀི∩´ ᵕ `∩꒱ྀིა

Also fun fact, I reverse searched the image and the literal place I could find it was a Twitter (or X🙄) post that was like “Neuvillette’s furry dragon form dropped?” and got an amazing idea~

Furina was an eccentric woman. That was well known fact all throughout Fontaine.

Another known fact was that you could commonly see her out and about with her Salon Solitaire. That Salon consisting of - of course- Gentilhomme Usher, Surintendante Chevalmarin, Mademoiselle Crabaletta and the Singer of Many Waters.

What was uncommon, however, was seeing her spend so much time at the waters surrounding the Court of Fontaine.

And by spending a lot of time, I mean spending hours at the water. Which sounds weird because she’s the literal Archon of water but… eh.

The people didn’t really bother with what she did unless it pertained to a court hearing.

Neuvillette did care. He was thoroughly confused as to why his Lady was spending so much time near the water with her troupe. He knew she was… well. He didn’t really have a good word to describe the bouncy girl, but she certainly was something.

It wasn’t until all members of higher position in Fontaine were called to the Hotel Debord for a “special announcement” as she claimed.

And everyone did show. Though the dragon was a bit confused when he saw the magicians and their sibling in room. And Navia.

Navia…

He shook his head and looked away from the blonde who seemed to have not noticed him yet.

Taking his seat, he and everyone else awaited the arrival of their Archon.

The lights turned down and a spotlight lit up the stage.

The first to rush out was Surintendante Chevalmarin, filling the stage with bubbles as music began to play.

Next was Gentilhomme Usher, who launched pulses of water into the air, said pulses catching the light in just a way that made rainbows fall across the stage.

And finally Mademoiselle Crabaletta rolled into view, the bubble surrounding her popping and rings flying into the air, being caught by ribbons and hooks in the air.

“Is everyone ready?~”

Heads turned to the back of the room where Furina stood. Jumping up she landed on a bubble, that of which she rode down onto the stage.

Her Salon danced around her as she spun.

“Then I would like to introduce you all to the newest member of my Salon Solitare!~”

The rings that were thrown were then lit up by their own spotlights.

“Please give a warm welcome tooooo….!~”

All four on stage stopped dancing gestured up towards the rings above them.

“Dragon des profondeurs chantant*!~”

Her words were met with a a noise from off stage, before something swooped from above, quickly swinging through the hoops attached to the ceiling.

It was long and cover in royal blue and azure fur, speckled with greens and topped off with gold.

Its body was long and serpentine in shape, long golden whiskers flowing freely from its face.

A crown like structure sat on its forehead, four ears pointedly raised in a regal manner.

Its tail was unlike its body, it ended in a large fin that didn’t match any fish any other had seen before. It looked strong and powerful, one to bend the waves under its will.

The music silenced and the light dimmed as the beast found purchase on the rings above the stage.

Large wings rose from its back, poised in the air like a painting.

And finally, it glowed.

Bright golden and azure fill the room with tints of sea foam green. Its eyes opened to reveal stark white eyes that’s glow was only slightly y dimmer than all the other lights on its body.

Silence filled the room.

Eyes were wide and no one knew what to say. What could they say? Their Archon had just found a dragon, an actual genuine DEEP SEA DRAGON, something that hadn’t been recorded for years! Last known sighting of a being even remotely similar to those was the Hydro Dragon and its description was the…

… Was the exact same as the dragon before them.

If not a bit bigger but perhaps they could change their size?

As soon as this thought went through their heads, you gracefully leapt down onto the stage, a rumbling purr emoting from your throat. You did in fact increase in size, the stage allowing you to reach a point where Furina was the size of one of your smaller ears.

“Hehe! You should’ve seen them when I found them beneath the waves!~”

Ah. Of course. Even that wasn’t your size.

The shocked silence was interrupted by someone clambering up from their seat.

Neuvillette.

He ran forwards towards the stage with an expression none of them had ever seem before. Hopping up onto the stage, he faced the dragon as it turned to him.

The two made eye contact for a moment before the Sovereign held a shaking hand out. You walked forward and pressed your head into his palm.

“…Ma brillante perle des profondeurs..?”

Your throat rumbled in response, a smile over taking your previously blank face.

“Mon très cher poisson-ange.~”

Everyone who wasn’t a dragon jumped at the sound of your rather deep voice.

Neuvillette wrapped his arms around your neck - though with your current size they barely made it one fourth of the way.

And I’m response you nuzzled against him. You’re glowing pulsating in a comforting way.

“Wait wait wait… YOU CAN TALK????” Furina’s voice shattered the silence.

“AND YOU KNOW THEM NEUVILLETTE?!?!?”

I hope it satisfies! I love my little guys hehe. Because of all the Neuvillette me thinks he may become a new favorite hehe ໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა!

Hope you enjoyed!

* Dragon of the singing depths - Furina to You

* My brilliant deep sea pearl - Neuvillette to You

* My dearest angelfish - You to Neuvillette

#anon <3 #asks <3 #Dragon!Creator

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christronomy · 8 months

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Hi!! Its the anon who sent in the chan car ride hard thought with the insta reel, if u remember me. But i have came to give u a new hard thought. First off, HAVE YOU SEEN THE VID OF CHAN DOING THAT LIL FINGER MOVE IN HALL OF FAME?!? i feel dizzy. 😵‍💫 anyways, onto my hard thought, picture this, y/n is scrolling on twt and that tweet that says imagine chan fingering you till you cry (or sum like that i hope you know what tweet im talking abt) and it has the chan vid attached to it, THEN BANGCHAN COMES INTO THE ROOM AND CATCHES Y/N AND FINGERS HEER OMGGGG (also i jus noticed that i used twt and tweet instead of X, sorry lol)

of course i remember you! hi, love! and YES, of course i saw that tweet, and i feel totally not normal about it! i would link them but i can't remember which accounts they're from sigh. also i hate calling it "x" bc cause wtf is that. LMAO

but onto this gem of a thought. honestly, he'd tease you so much if he caught you gushing over those tweets, he'd be so sweet about it though. if you don't mind i wanna add some more to this under the cut cause it just came to mind hehe (it's so long and i didn't proof read. help).

he caught you trying to finger yourself in his dorm room after spending almost hours scrolling through your timeline. you weren't really expecting to see anything interesting, but the only thing that popped up was the clips of him and that finger movement that caught your attention and immediately drove you insane. you couldn't help but keep watching the same clip over and over again in awe. it was just so attractive, especially when he made that certain expression and looked right straight at the camera, almost as if he were looking right at you.

so here you were now, desperately bucking your hips up against your hand, sticking your fingers as far inside your cunt as you could, palming your clit to gain some extra friction. you whined exasperatedly as you failed miserably yet again, not being able to get that stimulation you so desperately wanted.

chan got home a few minutes ago, so he's already been watching you, chuckling to himself softly cause you just look so cute like that—legs spread, face flushed a bright red, fucking your fingers in and out of your sopping hole. you keep going for a few more minutes, until you finally toss your head back to groan in frustration because it's just not enough.

his cock is already twitching, straining in his pants at the sight of you, so he can't help but open the door, and he finds it cute how you immediately close your legs and draw your hand back, the surprise of having been caught in the act showing on your face. he laughs softly and sits next to you on the bed. "what's wrong, love? you upset?" he asks, his tone teasing, yet sweet, and you can tell it's because he knows exactly what you were doing.

you nod and sigh, trying your best to come up with a reasonable explanation as to why you were naked on your boyfriend's bed, alone, when you knew he'd always expected you to wait for him whenever you needed to get off. "i was scrolling through twitter, and i saw these tweets about you... i got curious so i spent a while looking at them, and then..." you trail off with a gasp as he suddenly grabs your phone from where you'd put it next to you on the bed. you try to snatch it back, but he's a lot quicker than you. he scrolls a little bit, his expression serious, and then a smug smile plays at the corner of his lips as he looks at you again.

"aw baby, is this why you were so hot and bothered?" he asks, as he shows you one of the clips he was looking at, the same one from earlier, and your face turns an even darker shade of red as you nod. "that why you were using your cute little fingers, even though you know they're not good enough? you've got me right here. you could've asked me instead of just watching videos of me. i'll do whatever you want as long as i can make you feel good."

you feel like you're melting at the way condescension practically drips off his tongue, and you let him spread your legs for you again, this time using his own fingers to tease your swollen bud. he's such a dream come true. "'m sorry i couldn't wait for you," you start, but he shushes you softly. "that's okay, baby. i'm here now. i can help you," he says, and you want to thank him, but your words are cut short by the almost embarrassingly loud squeal that escapes your throat when he suddenly sticks his pointer and middle fingers in without warning, curling them just right, just like in that clip, finally giving you that pleasure you'd been chasing for hours now.

he watches you intently, from the way your back arches, to the way you clench around his fingers, but his expression stays blank. it doesn't take you that long to cum, and when you do, he doesn't stop. you look at him with furrowed brows, whining from the overstimulation, and he simply chuckles at your expression, not saying anything as he keeps torturing your walls with his fingers mercilessly. he's pushing you close to the edge all over again surprisingly quickly, and once you reach your second orgasm, you're already asking him to slow down, stop for a minute, so you can catch your breath. still, he doesn't. by the time you reach your fourth orgasm, you're already a sobbing stuttering mess as he makes you even more dumb on his fingers, begging him to stop, but that only makes him go much faster, his palm smacking your clit as he does so.

"this how needy you are for me? wanting to get yourself off without me cause of some video? you poor thing, thinking your fingers alone would satisfy you. you know you can't do it without me. guess i just have to remind you, hmm?"

#solieverse: planet anon #heavy deep breaths #when will it be my turn #skz smut #stray kids smut #bang chan smut #chan smut #stray kids hard thoughts #skz hard thoughts #skz hard hours #bang chan hard thoughts #bang chan hard hours #stray kids hard hours #bangchan smut #solieverse: planet reverie

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ladyluscinia · 5 months

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I know my last experience with a season ending on a note everyone hated and unanimously tore to fucking shreds for destroying the story on every level was... atypical. Lockdown. 6 month mass hysteria at minimum. Conspiracy theories that were, like, real things we had on camera. There was a Twitter wedding. Creative fervor that broke 100k fics on AO3.

Like. I know this is not a rational point of comparison and I'm not going to expect anything in my lifetime to match it 🤣

But.

If that was the highest high of post-season fandom engagement built on a cocktail of tasting everything you ever wanted AND the absolutely lethal levels of spite and swearing to eat showrunners' hearts in the marketplace, then whatever the fuck is going on after OFMD S2 is the opposite of that.

OFMD S1 was a huge fandom explosion. One silly little streaming show that had a gay kiss and then it skyrocketed. Fic numbers were soaring, high activity fic and meta engagement lasted for at least four months, it was constantly trending and flooding the dash... Like, fucking hell, over a year and a half after the immediate finale fervor it beat Stucky in the top ships bracket?!? To the point I was willing to give it what felt like due credit toward its potential as a future juggernaut ship. Not guaranteed, of course, but the potential was there.

In that context, new content should be a blow out party. Which it kinda was pulling off as it was airing, but looking back now? Not even quite a month later?

The effect of S2 on the fandom is like... a blip. Possibly over already.

New fic numbers started dropping off the moment the finale aired and have returned to deep hiatus levels. It's dropped off trending and streaming leaderboards... I'm very curious to see the first tumblr Week in Review since the finale, though we're still waiting due to the holiday.

Like, I've even popped on to scroll a few Izzy hater blogs that I know loved the finale out of morbid curiosity what they were up to, and I'm telling you... if I hadn't just watched the new season I'd think they were still over a year into hiatus. Saw some standard bitching about the izcourse / Edward takes (aka the one thing that kept them going all hiatus), they're currently passing around posts mocking one specific long OFMD version of TJLC I'm just hearing of, the same BTS gifsets everyone else is thrilled by... But barely any new meta or discussions. There's like 2 people posting actual analysis of S2 that's getting reblogged and they aren't even names I recognize from the hiatus. Nor is it particularly interesting to read. 🤷‍♀️

In July of 2022 I could pop onto a random OFMD blog and scroll through a dozen enthusiastic Stede or BlackBonnet metas about jacket colors or that moth from 1x07 or lighthouse symbolism or whatever. Now the new stuff has the same energy as posts from June 2023. It's borderline dead. And this is what it's like when there's an active campaign to engage fandom and Renew as a Crew?

(I will say fanartists are bringing some energy and there's some lovely pieces being passed around, which I do think the Renew as a Crew campaign is helping to boost?)

Even the hundreds of people saying it was a beautiful season and they loved it so much don't seem to be finding it a very engaging or inspiring season.

It's such a turn, like, what the fuck.

#our flag means death #ofmd s2 #ofmd critical #fandom culture #i was counting on this season to still having me engaged in analysis come *january* and THAT'S not going to pan out obviously #but what the fuck #i'm turning over stones like 'surely the excited fandom is hiding here' and then it's 3 bugs with an anti-izzy pamphlet #like if people weren't trying to process their dislike of the finale then half this fandom's new content wouldn't exist #and that's not promising for the long run 👀👀👀#ladyluscinia

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joesanrio · 9 months

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Hiiii can I request a Jey uso X female reader where jey sees a post on social media saying reader is messing with Jimmy and it’s not true. But Jey still gets hot headed and stuff thank you ☺️

This!! I love this. I feel like I took this and ran with it- so please forgive me 🩷 a bit angsty :))

All over Twitter | J.U

Summary: Jey never liked how quickly he was bothered of something on social media, but he can’t help himself… especially when it comes to you.

Pairings: Joshua Fatu {Jey Uso} x fem!reader

Warnings: social media drama, delusions, arguing, cursing, stubborn!Jey, crying, bad angst (first time), rumors, mentions of cheating, not edited

Word Count: 1230

Ratings: Angst | 16+

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Jey scrolling through his social media was starting to become a daily thing, especially since the Bloodline storyline was starting to pick up. As much as he hated how people depicted him and his talents based on the 30-45 minutes they saw him a week, he never reacted. He kept any bad energy they sent towards him to himself, and pretended like he didn’t even see it. That was until he came across a tweet that had to do with you and his twin.

The tweet had about 92k views already, and 40k retweets. It was a video of you and Jonathan meeting up late at night, hugging before entering a random building. There was no context about what was happening except the obvious comments of;

Nah imagine thinking your girl safe from your own twin 💀💀

I CANT- poor Jey 🥲💔

No cause what abt my girl Trin?!?!

That Y/n? Do she not know how Trin can get down…😬

He couldn’t help himself but to keep scrolling through the comments, looking for some type of reassurance that it isn’t what he’s thinking. Jey always thought he knew where you were and what you were doing, maybe he was too blind by a false sense of trust. “Y/n!” He calls for you from the living room.

Your delicate footsteps making their way downstairs to the man sitting on the couch, you couldn’t help but smile at the gorgeous man in front of you. “Hi Baby.” Your lips plump and glossy as always, wearing Jey’s shirt with your little shorts. He looks away as he can feel himself getting flustered by your appearance, remembering the things he just saw not even a minute ago.

“You want to tell me anything.” His voice deep and stern before he lays back against the couch, your hips swaying a bit as you go to sit beside him.

Your freshly groomed eyebrows now in a confused furrow, “I like your haircut… I mean they could’ve faded the sides better but—” Jey’s head immediately snapping towards you.

Going silent as he rubs the side of his hair down before adjusting himself in the chair. “It’s cute!” I reassure as a small smile forms Jey’s lips before the smile drops quickly. “Appreciate it but that’s not what I’m looking for.” His eyes boring into yours, uncomfortably. Your hands starting to fidget together under his intense gaze, shaking your head ‘no’.

A loud sigh coming from his mouth as he picks up his phone, Twitter immediately popping up on the screen. “Look.” He hands you the phone before crossing his arms aggressively, your eyes falling onto the dim screen. Playing the small clip of you and Jon, not understanding the big deal until you scroll down to the comments.

A small scoff leaving your mouth as you go speechless by all the assumptions, “Those people are so miserable.” You hand the phone back before looking at Jey’s serious face.

“So, it’s the people now? Not the fact that you and my damn brother sneaking around at night?” He sits up almost giving himself whiplash. Feeling your heart drop at his demeanor, you couldn’t believe that the man you left everything and everyone for is accusing you of. “Joshua. You’re kidding…” Trying to understand what he’s getting at, this had to be some type of prank.

April Fools was a couple months ago though, and we did forget about it. “This is a joke. Ha-ha so funny babe.” A sarcastic laugh leaving you forcefully as you notice Jey’s gaze not changing.

Noticing the deep breaths, he’s taking is starting to concern you, “I’m not joking, are you screwing around with my brother? My twin at that.” He speaks calmly. Your eyes going wide at the audacity, “Joshua. Don’t be fucking delusional- if I was going to cheat do you really think that I would go to your twin brother?” Your voice high-pitched unintentionally.

His head shakes before wiping his hands on the edge of his knees. Jey loves you too much to believe this, he knows you wouldn’t, you couldn’t do that to him. Something subconsciously is saying otherwise, the fact that he no longer knows where you were and what you were doing is making him upset.

“Do you know how fucking embarrassing this is for me. To find out that you going behind my aback through social media.” He says out loud, hands rubbing down his face in a stressed manner. “I didn’t go behind your damn back! They’re clearly just making stuff up.” Your voice in a defensive tone,

Jey’s gaze on you turning into disappointment making your heart drop. His heavy footsteps leaving you in the living room as he goes upstairs assumingly to your bedroom.

The tension surrounding you, sitting in the now quiet room alone. Heart racing and head spinning, you felt like you were going to cry at any moment. The fact that he wasn’t listening to you just hurt worse, never did you think that complete strangers would have that much of an impact on you and Jey’s relationship.

The loud slam of a door snapping you out of your trance, “Joshua! What are you doing?” jumping from the couch and heading up the stairs quickly. His figure passing by with a suitcase, not bearing a glance towards you. “I’m going to stay the night with… well damn I don’t even know because I can’t go to my own brother!” Jey shouts before throwing the suitcase onto the bed.

He always tended to be overdramatic especially in disagreements, but never to the point where he was leaving. “You’re fucking crazy! Nobody did anything, it was clearly taken out of proportion. Stop acting like that!” You could feel the tingly feeling of anger starting to spread through your body. “Y/n, then what the hell were y’all doing? Because I didn’t even know about you going to see him? He didn’t tell me either!” He shrugs his shoulders as he waits for your response.

“I- nothing! We weren’t doing anything.” You stutter knowing that he can’t know the real reason you were meeting with Jon. Not liking the answer, he heard, he goes straight to the closet and starts ripping shirts off the hanger, “I’m so tired of being second place. So tired of looking like a fool! You say you weren’t cheating but you can’t even tell me what you were doing?” His hands flying as he shouts angrily. Going completely speechless as you watched him continue throwing things into the suitcase, chest heavy, before breaking completely.

Tears streaming down your face uncontrollably, this is ridiculous. Multiple solutions rambling through your head as you stood behind the fuming man. “I can’t tell you. But I promise I wouldn’t cheat on you.” The words practically forming together as you can barely speak while trying to control your breathing. Jey turns around to see you looking like a complete wreck, his eyes softening.

“Then imma go until you can tell me. Simple as that.” He says as he zips up his suitcase, your eyes looking in a panicked manner as he grabs his wallet. “Joshua! Don’t you think this is a bit dramatic?” You sniffle as he rolls his eyes at you.

“Hell yeah. But rather be dramatic than sitting and looking like a fucking clown.” He exits the room without even looking back.

#jey uso #joshua fatu #jey uso angst #jey uso one shot #jey uso fic #jey uso request #jey uso x y/n #joshua fatu fic #wwe superstars #jimmy uso #joesanrio #the usos

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iluvmattsbeard · 22 hours

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on the phone (c.s)

master list

chris sturniolo x reader

warnings: nothing! just a little angst.

preview: you knew with Chris being famous there would be constant obstacles in the way of your guys relationship. recently, you’ve been having doubts with your relationship since Chris and his brothers left for tour. you wouldn’t be able to see him for almost two months. you couldn’t handle the distance but Chris reassures you everything will be okay.

a/n: big time rush + chris sturniolo. my two favorites at once. masterpiece. - L 🤍

you stand there as you watch the boys load the bus with their luggage. they were leaving for their first tour ever. it was a bitter sweet moment. as happy as you were for the boys, you couldn't help but feel sad at the same time. you and Chris haven't been separated for so long. now he's going to be gone for almost two whole months. Chris asked if you wanted to come along, but you were so busy with college. you and Chris have been dating since high school. so him gaining so much popularity to the point people are paying to see him, has you feeling proud and worried.

you snap out of your thoughts when you hear Nick speak, "well, that was the last bag." you pout slightly as he embraces you in a hug. "I hope you have fun Nick." you say rubbing his back. it was also bitter sweet for you to see Nick and Matt gain so much attention as well. Nick and Matt were like the siblings you never had. you basically grew up with them. "thank you y/n. we wouldn't be here if it wasn't for you." he says with a smile, pulling away. you were always there by their side no matter what, supporting them. you gave them ideas for videos and you helped film them. when they were doubting themselves, you were there to encourage them to keep pushing. now look, they finally got the recognition they deserve.

Matt embraces you in a hug as he speaks, "we'll update you okay?" you nod and smile. now, the moment you've been dreading. you pull away from Matt when you meet eyes with Chris. you cover your mouth slightly as you try to hold in your tears with a smile. he walks up to you and pulls you in for a big hug, holding you. "hey, don't cry okay? I'll be back soon." he says with his face in the crook of your neck. you sniffle with a soft laugh before speaking, "I know. i’m just so proud of you three." he pulls away a bit still holding onto you. he looks into your eyes as he wipes your tears away. "i'll be fine!" you say with a weak smile. "I'll text and call you every day okay?" he says reassuringly. you nod as he holds your face, bringing you both into a soft passionate kiss. "I love you y/n." he whispers after pulling away. "I love you too Chris." you say wiping your left over tears. you hug one last time before he turns around and gets on the bus.

you stand there as you see the three of them look out the window towards you. you laugh softly as you wave good bye, with them doing the same. when they leave, you walk to your car and sit in there bawling your eyes out right away. you really hoped Chris would keep his words.

the next day, you wake up to seeing a text from Chris.

Chris

hey baby! we're preparing for our show today. can't stop thinking about you already!

you smile before texting back.

Y/N

hi handsome! I hope you have a good show. I know you'll do amazing!

Chris

thank you! you're my motivation.

you let out a small laugh as you get up and start off your day. day 1 without him starts now. you do your morning routine and head to your kitchen. you made yourself a bowl of cereal and sat down scrolling on your phone. when on Twitter, you were seeing fans of the triplets talk about how excited they were to see them. you saw some fans talk about how attractive Chris was and how even more attractive he would look in person. your heart tightens a bit at the comments. you knew you were all his but, sometimes you couldn't help but imagine all these girls all over him. you just shrug off the thoughts that popped up into your head.

as it got later in the day, you continued to scroll through Twitter again as you see the meet and greet pics fans posted. it was weird seeing Chris have his hands on some other girl. but what did you expect? you sigh as a call comes through. it was Chris. you pick it up and answer, "hey Chris" "hey baby. we just got finished with the first show! as nervous as I was, it actually went great. everyone was so nice!" he says happily. "that's awesome Chris. i've seen many meet and greet pics already." you say. "what's wrong y/n?" he asks. your eyes widen a bit as you respond, "what? nothing. why do you think something is wrong?" you say lying through your teeth.

he lets out a small chuckle before responding, "i'm pretty sure I know you. we've been together for how long now? I think I know the way you act." you stay quiet for a bit. he wasn’t wrong. "okay fine, i'm just being a little jealous. you look so cute posing with the fans. a little too cute." you respond. "you? jealous?" he questions with a soft laugh, "well i’ll have you know, you’re all i’m thinking about the whole time." he says. you smile a bit before responding, "okay well still! they get to be in your arms while I have to sit here and suffer." "well like I said, we'll be together after and you'll have me all to yourself when all of this is over okay?" he reassures you. "okay i'm sorry. I know this is your big moment. i don’t want to spoil it by being like this." you say letting out a small nervous laugh. "yeah but your feelings are valid baby." he says.

you both talk for the rest of the night before falling asleep on the phone. as time goes by, it's already the 7th show of the tour. Chris has been progressively getting busier and you had to focus on school. so, your conversations were kept short recently. it was late in the night already as you laid there sniffling. you were left on delivered for a while. yeah you knew he was busy but, this is what you were afraid of. your biggest fear was Chris getting caught up in the limelight that he just has no time for you. you shut your eyes and cry yourself to sleep.

Chris

hey baby! I'm sorry I didn't call you last night. I was so tired out.

all you did was look at it and not respond. you didn't want him to think he had to text you or call you. he should just focus on himself you thought. you didn't want him to think you wanted to be his number 1 priority. you just shut your phone and start off your daily routine.

Chris

hey what are you up to? show is about to start. the weather is nice here in St Louis. I miss you.

you read the text but don't respond again. you were too caught up in your studying to send back a text anyways. you just needed to be distracted.

later in the night, you laid in bed as you see another text.

Chris

is everything okay? are you mad at me?

again, you shut off your phone and drifted off to sleep. after about a hour, your phone buzzes. you groan and pick it up to read the contact name. it was Chris again. you answer and talk tiredly, "hello Chris?" you hear him sniffle before talking, "hey y/n. did I wake you up?" his voice sound raspy. was he crying? "yes but it's okay. what's wrong?" you say sitting up in your bed. "I just missed your voice that's all. I'm sorry I can't be able to talk as much and when shows are over, I just get so tired out." he says. "that's alright." you say feeling terrible. you were so caught up in your feelings that you didn't realize Chris felt the same way. "I know this is all hard right now. just know i'm thinking about you everywhere I go. when I go from city to city, you're always on my mind and there's nothing more that I want but to have you here with me." he says making a tear drop slide down your face.

"I just didn't realize it would be this hard." you say wiping your tear away, letting out a soft laugh. "trust me, I know. we just have to be strong okay?" he says. "soon we'll be together." he adds on. you smile at his words as you whisper, "I love you" "I love you too beautiful." he says. but you still couldn’t shake off the thought. he’s only getting more famous. next thing you know, he’ll just be even busier. it had you doubting everything.

*time skip*

a few days later, you came home from work bawling your eyes out. you were feeling overwhelmed by everything. you have a terrible boss and he would use his power against everybody. you laid down on your bed with your dirty clothes as you pick up your phone to call Chris. there was no answer. you threw your phone across the bed as you pressed your face against your mattress crying some more. is this how it'll be from now on? when you need him, he's too busy? you felt selfish thinking that. Chris worked hard for where he's at now. but what about you?

you just shut your eyes and drifted off to sleep. you felt like everyday was just a constant replay. nothing was new. you were either at home doing school, actually going to school to take exams, or at work being treated terribly. while Chris was having the time of his life.

*time skip*

even though Chris reassured you everything will be fine, you couldn't help but feel disappointed still. when you called, he wouldn't answer. when you texted, he texted hours later. it was making you more upset. you only asked for one thing. it was for him to communicate, but he didn't. you always felt like he was leaving you hanging. you scroll on your phone as you see posts from the tour and sigh.

Y/N

Chris I don't know if I could do this.

Chris

what are you talking about baby?

Y/N

this. I can't stand this. I know this is your first tour but, now I can't even imagine more in the future.

again, you felt guilty for feeling this way. you see him type but eventually it stops. you suddenly get an incoming call from him. you pick up about to speak but he cuts you off, "y/n please. listen to me." "this tour will be over soon. once it's over, we'll pick up right where we left off. I know it's hard but, you're not alone. do you think i just let you slip off my mind?" he says. "Chris, I understand you feel the same and trust me I feel terrible even feeling this way but, you're only getting more noticed. who knows how many more tours you'll be on. what am I supposed to do? because even when you are here, you're so caught up with You tube and I just don't want to get in between that." you say. "and when I needed you? you didn't answer me. then you didn't even apologize the next day for it."

Chris stays quiet as he gulps. "I don't know Chris. how will this all work out if this is what you do? this is your job, and I just don't fit in." you finish. "well i'm not the only one whose said this, my brothers also agree that I wouldn't even be here with these opportunities if it weren't for you. all I ask is for you to support me no matter where I am. just because we aren't near each other, doesn't mean this won't work. you do fit in my life. just because I have all this recognition, doesn't mean i'm just going to give up on us. you're the only one who truly knows. you knew me from the start. you do fit in." he says as you let out a sigh, "I can't do this i'm sorry." you say before hanging up.

Chris was left standing there slowly pulling his phone away from his ear. you shut off your phone while hugging one of the stuffed animals Chris got you back in high school. you look at it as you thought to yourself. you missed how simple things use to be.

Chris POV

it's been a while ever since I last heard from y/n. every show has been a struggle for me. we were slowly getting towards the end, but was it worth it? was this all worth it without y/n? our Boston show is our last stop. that was coming up in a few days.

Chris

we can work this out.

i've been texting her and all she does is read them. why couldn't she realize this was hard for me too? "Chris?" I hear Nick call out for me. all I do is look up at him. "we have to set up for today." he says. "yeah i'll be there." I respond looking back at my phone. "Chris, everything will be okay. she'll come around." he says putting a hand on my shoulder. I sigh before responding, "I understand where she comes from. this is all so new. but even when we aren't touring, we let filming get in the way too." "well, don't think about it too hard. I know she'll come around." Nick says before walking away. I really hope so. my heart aches every time i think about her.

End of Chris POV

time passes by as it's now the last show. the triplets finally arrive back to Boston and the first thing Chris wants to do is see you.

Chris

y/n we just got to Boston. please let me see you.

read.

Chris

please i’m back. this is what we’ve been waiting for.

read.

Chris puts his face into his hands as he groans. "come on Chris. lets go stop by the house and say hi to mom and dad." Matt says patting his back. Chris sits up, “have you heard from y/n?” he asks. Matt just looks at him and shakes his head, “nope.” Chris just sighs and nods, “well if she texts, tell her to answer me.” he says.

later during the day, after visiting their parents, the triplets finally arrive at the venue. Chris was washing his face real quick before putting on his outfit. he looks in the mirror shaking his head, "here we go." he whispers out. the time comes and the crowd can be heard chanting. the triplets come out running onto stage as the crowd cheers louder. their show then starts. the show was hilarious. it was obvious the triplets were meant to be up on stage. the fans were really loving them.

after a bit, something catches Chris' eyes. it was a big sign that read 'I love Chris!". "that's a pretty big sign." Chris says into the mic. "is that even allowed?" he continues with a small laugh. "your right. nobody else has signs." Matt says joining with a laugh.

"show yourself!" Nick shouts out into the mic. the sign moves revealing a face. "i'm sorry! I didn't get the memo!" you shout out. Chris locks eyes with you as his mouth is left agape in shock. you smile at him as you hear the crowd cheer. the fans obviously knew about you from the start. they adored your guys' relationship.

"hello y/n!" Nick shouts out with a smile. "surprise!" Matt says shaking Chris. Chris then gets off the stage as he pushes through the crowd to get to you. you drop the sign onto the ground as he embraces you in a hug, nearly lifting you up.

"you scared me y/n." he says hiding his face in the crook of your neck. the crowd was going crazy. Marylou and Jimmy were standing there next to you guys, clapping and smiling. you pull away from him as you look into his eyes, "I'm sorry for ever doubting us." you say. he shakes his head before responding, "don't even apologize y/n. i'm just happy you're here." you let out a small laugh as you push him away softly, "okay we'll talk after the show! get back up there." he nods as he kisses you on the cheek, running back up onto stage.

when the show ends, you meet Chris backstage and he embraces you in the same big hug from earlier. "I can't handle another goodbye." Chris whispers. "next time, you're coming with me you understand?" he says. you let out a giggle and kiss his cheek, "okay I will.” you say. “we have lots to talk about.” he says pulling away, planting a soft kiss on your lips. you smile and nod as you both sit down with him talking about the whole experience. even though you doubted this whole thing, you don't regret being in this moment right now. you'll go through what you went through over again if it means you'll be in his arms in the end. no matter what, world wide.

a/n: if you know the iconic sign scene from the show, you know what’s up. LIKES AND REBLOGS ARE HIGHLY APPRECIATED! THANK YOU! - L 🤍

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3cremepie3 · 8 months

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Slither

Synopsis - Jamil finds your spicy anonymous Twitter and he realizes you’ll do anything for him not to leak it.

Warnings - 18+ black mail, manipulation, roughfucking, deepthroating, hate sex, degradation, humiliation

A/n - I’m glad to be back writing. I recently got back into twisted wonderland and I wanted to write a fic on how Jamil would probably be in real life. I hope you enjoy!

“Care to explain what this is?” He had you backed against a wall defenseless physically and mentally. Mops and brooms clattered as you back up further not wanting to meet his phone's gaze.

“It couldn’t be there’s no way,” you thought. But there was a way someway he found your Twitter you had made sure to conceal yourself as best as you could cropping out your face and any other obvious objects.

“I-I don’t know what that is.” You were gonna lie until you couldn’t anymore. The shame you felt was too heavy to admit to your sins. “There’s no need to lie I know how kinky you truly are,” he slithered.

“Pet play? Really Y/n someone as headstrong as you can’t be into something that degrading.” He laughed for a while probably at your horrified face. “Or how about this tweet right here… I want to be someone’s cumslut. Damn, I can’t get enough of this.”

He laughed for a while longer before he stopped remembering his mission. “Anyways I can’t point out at least 5 ways I knew this account is yours. And I won’t be afraid to point it out to everyone. How will the student body feel after realizing how lewd you really are? You’ll probably have half of the horn dogs lusting after you.”

“Just shut the fuck up,” you seethed. “Hmm, that’s not nice language for someone in your situation.” You sighed clearly defeated. “Then what do you want Jamil? It’s not like I have money to give you.”

“No you don’t have money but you have something else.” Something you and I both need.” Don’t look away you might as well get used to this face because you’ll be seeing it every day.” He grabbed your jaw making you face him. “It’s not too bad we’ll both help each other right cumslut,” he snickered.

And that’s how you ended up here. On your knees for the first time. It was dinner time at scarabia so everyone else was busy eating some type of stew Jamil prepared.

You were eating something Jamil prepared too. That something was his surprisingly big dick. “What’s the issue you’re glaring at it.” I’m just surprised it’s that big is all.”

“Normally good for nothings have good for nothing dick. But I suppose yours is decent.” You wouldn’t know a good dick like mine if you saw one you virgin,” he teased. You wanted to protest more but your mouth was filled with dick.

You gagged immediately being taken aback by the stretch your mouth was getting. “Ahh fuck your mouth is so warm,” he hissed. You looked up watching his mouth fall agape. While he looked down watching your hands grab both his thighs for support.

He chuckled a little bit loosening his grasp on your hair. You pulled off his cock coughing. “You look so much prettier with my cock down your throat.” He spoke while caressing your neck. By now the burning in your throat calmed down and you were ready to take him again.

Like a mind reader, he pulled you onto his cock yet again. This time you went all the way to the base. Spit poured out your mouth spilling onto his tone thighs and your uniform shirt.

“Look at how messy you are. You know you have to actually suck right?” He popped your head off of him so you could speak. “It’s kinda hard to do that when I’m taking you so deeply,” you yelled. “Shhh you don’t want to be caught looking all whorish right? Then I advise you to shut the hell up and do what I said Y/n.”

He grabbed your head and brought you down in his cock this time moving you at a fast pace. You couldn’t keep up your breathing quickly starting to choke. You looked up realizing Jamil didn’t care he was in pure bliss. “Fuck keep sucking that feels so good!”

He loved how pretty you looked on his cock your mascara now running because of your tears and your lipgloss smeared everywhere. So naturally he sped up his hips thrusting to meet your mouth. You gagged loudly one of your hands tapping at his waist begging him to tap out.

In that moment you realized he was practically blind and death. His eyes were closed and his mouth was open completely. Even while doing such devilish things he looked so heavenly. His hair somehow came loose falling over his shoulders.

You tried your best to breathe through your nose and brace yourself you knew what was soon to come. His dick was violently twitching in your mouth leaking enough precum to flood your mouth. And another obvious indication was his voice. For someone who told you to keep it down, he was pretty loud.

If someone walked by they would for sure know someone was getting sloppy. His groans were turning into long drawn-out moans. With every thrust, he began to curse more and more. “Fuck c’mon, you can do it.”

“So good you fucking slut. You want my cum that bad huh? Of course, he didn’t receive an answer since he was balls deep but he continued. “I’m gonna ahh,” he moaned. He came immediately flooding your throat. He sat there for a minute just holding your head making sure you swallowed every drop.

After what felt like forever he let go of you. You fell forward onto him your mind hazy from the amount of breath you lost. He patted your head moving your sticky hair out of your face. “I should fucking slap you,” you spat.

“Why you know you had fun Y/n.” I tapped out Jamil what if I died?” You wouldn’t have died.” And you wouldn’t have known you were death for a minute there. Was the head that good Jamil that you couldn’t hear anything,” you laughed.

He just glared at you not bothering to respond to your antics. “Well make a rhythm or something for a tap-out plan another day.” Wait,” you paused. “Another day? You plan on continuing this?”

“Of course, I do why would I lose my perfectly good cumslut when I just got her?” Now clean yourself up and be back here tomorrow same time,” he directed.

You sat there on the ground is disbelief.

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enluv · 9 months

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007: HIM & HIS STUPID FUCKING RAT (sorry odi)

– warnings: angst, sunwoo (again), dark humor (kms, die, etc jokes), soobin & y/n are both insane, lmk if I missed something!

a/n: under the images you'll find a section titled "behind the album" this is where you can find out facts about the character! make sure to check it out :)

MASTERLIST / PREVIOUS / NEXT

˚ ༘✶ ⋆｡˚ behind the album:

– #ynintak is currently trending sitting at #2 on twitters trending page

– y/n & intak have a very healthy relationship, they understand how the other feels and we’re able to talk through the kiss without any hard feelings in the end!

– y/n still has a photo album filled with pictures of soobin…but don’t tell anyone about that…

– sunwoo was indeed fighting the staff when he sent those text messages, he’s still on phone arrest 💔

– soobin dropped his phone on his face when he saw the message from y/n pop onto his screen! he then rewrote his “hi” to her about twenty times before accidentally sending his “HI”

coco’s ♡︎ note: I really enjoyed this chapter!! I don’t know what it is but I love intak and y/n’s friendship a lot so when I write for them it makes me so happy !! And writing Soobin as insane is also so fun because he has so many possibilities 😭 ANYWAYS! I hope you all enjoyed this chapter!! As always, feedback & reblogs are appreciated!!

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gojosnympho · 1 year

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spring fling - j.yh

pairing: yunho x black!fem!reader

genre: smut, fluff, angst, non-idol!au

word count: 3.8k

content warnings: two smut scenes, strangers to lovers, alcohol consumption, reader is a little bold (queen), oral (fem receiving), fingering (fem receiving), protected and unprotected sex, rough-ish sex, public sex, light hair pulling (m and f receiving), marking (m and f receiving), dangerous driving practices, creampie, dirty talk

synopsis: you find the love of your life on spring break

inspired by this video i saw on twitter

author’s note: i saw this video and immediately thought of yunho and i had to write something for my boo! i hope y’all enjoy it! 🥰

the cancún heat was beating down on you whilst you laid in the sand. your friends were busy doing other things on the beach, some of them wading around in the clear, blue water of the ocean. the rest of them joined a volleyball game with a group of guys who also decided cancún was the best place for spring break. you could hear all the laughs from them while you enjoyed your time soaking up the sun. that was until you felt the sun being blocked by someone. you popped open your eyes to get a good look at whoever was interrupting your time. he was fine, whoever he was.

“you don’t wanna play?” he asked you, gesturing to the volleyball game his friends and your friends were engaged in.

“not really into sports.” you replied to him with a shrug.

“c’mon just one game?” he pleaded with you, using his charm to get what he wanted. it worked because you were standing to your feet and making your way over to the volleyball net. yunho watched as you walked ahead of him, following the shape of your body and the way it seemed to glisten under the blistering sun.

“do you even know how to play?” one of your friends asked you and you shrugged at them. you knew the basics: bump, set, spike. what more did you need to know?

you looked across the net to see how big the other players were compared to you and your friends. there’s no way in hell this was fair, but you played anyway. you tried your best to get the ball over the net and each time you failed. your opponents laughed at your sad attempts. you sucked at this, to be quite honest. your opponents weren’t playing fair either, spiking the ball onto your side of the net whenever they had the chance.

“that’s not fair!” you complained to the men on the other side of the net. “you guys are bigger than us!”

“or maybe you just suck, mamí.” one of them teased you, making you roll your eyes behind your shades.

the game continued, you and your girls lost terribly. your opponents cheered happily on the other side of the net. you returned to your spot in the sand to lay back down this time under the umbrella. you were all sweaty now and you wanted nothing more than to cool down. the fine boy who invited you to play came back over and sat next to you under the umbrella. you looked at him like he had two heads and he offered you a smile in return.

“need something?” you asked, sitting up like he was to try to make this situation less awkward than it already was.

“your name.”

“why?”

“so i can ask you out properly.”

“what if i said i wasn’t interested?”

“then i’d leave you alone.”

you took your sunglasses off of your face so you could get a good look at him and his face. “i’m ____.” you introduced yourself

“yunho.”

“so, yunho do you flirt with every girl you see or am i special?” you asked and he shook his head with a frown.

“you’re special, that’s why i wanna take you out.”

“which one of my friends put you up to this?”

“got damn, girl. you’re difficult.” yunho said shaking his head again. “nobody put me up to it. i just think you’re hot and i wanna take you out. so let me?”

“fine.” you agreed. “you can pick me up at my airbnb at seven. it’s the one at the end of the beach.” you told him pointing in the direction of it.

“i’ll be there.”

you found that you were oddly excited to go out with yunho tonight. you didn’t want to go at first, afraid that your friends would be upset you’d bailed on them. they encouraged you to go though, helped you pick out an outfit, and gave you ideas on how to do your makeup. yunho told you to dress casually, so you decided to just wear what you’ve been wearing this entire vacation, a bathing suit and some sort of cover up.

“don’t do anything i wouldn’t do.” your friend told you when you slung your bag over your shoulder and slid on your sandals.

“so everything basically?”

“not too much.” she defended herself

you giggled at her before blowing her a kiss, “see you later.”

at seven on the dot, yunho was knocking on the door of your airbnb. you opened the door and shut it behind you, standing in front of the tall man in front of you. he couldn’t take his eyes off of you. you looked so good in what you were wearing.

“where are we going?” you asked him, pulling him from his thoughts just before they turned from innocent to dirty.

“how about a drink?” he asked, sticking his hand out for you to take. you looked at it and then at him. you accepted the gesture, putting your smaller hand in his much larger one.

hand in hand you walked down the beach taking in the sounds happening around you; the spanish music that was playing out of many of the places you walked passed, the sound of people laughing, and the sound of the waves crashing against the shore. you made it to the bar that was on the end of the beach over looking the ocean. yunho helped you onto the tall barstool and then sat next to you.

you spoke first, “what do you usually get?”

“a beer. let me guess, you get one of those girly drinks?” he teased you, playfully booping your nose with his long index finger.

“a pina colada is not a girly drink.”

“that’s the girliest of them all.” he retorted, waving the bartender over. he ordered in spanish, something you definitely weren’t expecting. that somehow made him that much sexier. “didn’t think i knew spanish, huh?”

“i’ll admit. i’m impressed. don’t get a big head or nothing though.” you told him

“mean.”

you and yunho talked for what felt like hours while you drank. he told you about himself, where he was from, you learned he was from korea. he learned you were from the states. you told him about yourself. it was so easy to talk to him, it felt like you knew him forever. it sucked that once you left cancún you would probably never see him again. you tried not to think about that right now though. you were tipsy now after two drinks. yunho looked even sexier now than he did when you were sober.

“can i ask you a question?” you inquired and yunho nodded, finishing off the rest of his beer. “why’d you wanna take me out?”

“because i think you’re very pretty and i wanted to get to know you.” his answer sounded truthful and sincere.

“so you didn’t have any ulterior motives?”

“like what?”

“like… sex?”

yunho cleared his throat and sat up straight in his seat. he didn’t know if it was the alcohol (even though he had one beer) or the way you were looking at him, but he felt himself chubbing up in his pants. of course he wanted to have sex with you. that’s not the only reason he invited you out though and he told you as such.

“that’s not all i want from you.” yunho told you truthfully.

“so you admit you want some pussy?” you asked and the dirty word slipping past your lips made his dick jump. alcohol made everything so much easier to say.

yunho was never one to back down from a challenge though, “are you gonna give me some?”

“yes.”

yunho paid for the drinks and pulled you out of the bar with him. his hand was wrapped around your hand while he pulled you down the sandy pathway to what you were guessing was the hotel he and his friends were staying in. the elevator ride up to his floor was unbearably slow it felt like. your hands were all over each other, his lips were on yours placing bruising kisses on them. the ding of the elevator indicated you’d made it to his floor, you got off and yunho led you to his room. the key didn’t even make it all way into the slot before you were making out again. his free hand was kneading the fatty flesh of your ass while his tongue was shoved down your throat. it was filthy. he pulled away for just one second to actually get into the room. the door unlocked and he slammed it shut the moment you got inside.

“come fuck me.” you told him, plucking off your pieces of clothing one by one until you were bare and laid out on his big king sized bed. your legs were spread so he could see exactly what awaited him between your legs. yunho pulled his clothes off too and decided he wanted to eat you out first before he even thought about splitting you open.

he spread your legs even further and laid flat on his stomach while he flicked his tongue on your clit. you tugged on his hair while he slurped up everything your pussy dribbled out. you were a moaning mess, bucking your hips up in his face whenever something felt just a little too good. yunho used one of his long fingers and pushed it inside of you, his tongue and lips still working mercilessly on your clit. you pinched your nipples with the hand that wasn’t pulling on yunho’s inky black locks.

“that feels so good, yunho.” you praised him. you gasped when he slipped another one of his long fingers into your tight hole, he was making sure your pussy was prepped enough to take him. he pulled away from your pussy his face covered in your juices. he kept his fingers in you though and peppered kisses on the insides of your thighs.

“your moans are so pretty.” he told you. he pulled his fingers out of you and bought them to your lips for you to suck on. you took them in your mouth and sucked your juices off of them, your big eyes staring up at yunho as you did. he felt his dick twitch again and he didn’t think he could wait anymore. he needed to be inside of you. he leaned over to grab a condom and made a point to look you in the eye while he ripped the gold packet open with his teeth and rolled the rubber on his dick.

“lay on your side.” he demanded

you did as told. yunho laid behind you, also on his side. he grabbed your leg and gently raised it so he could rub his dick through your wet folds. he pushed in and both of you gasped. when yunho felt you adjusted to his size he started to rock into you. it was slow at first, probably because he was scared to be rough with you.

“harder please, yunho. you’re not gonna break me.” you told the man behind you who only grunted in response when his pace started to pick up. he was slamming inside of you now, his dick hitting the very bottom of your pussy whenever he pushed into you. his hips were hitting your ass so roughly all that could be heard were the sounds of clapping.

not satisfied with the position you were in anymore he pulled out of you and positioned you how he wanted, face down ass up. he pushed into you again and this time you were screaming when he started drilling into you. your cries were muffled by the pillow you buried your face in but yunho wasn’t having it. he grabbed the back of your neck and turned your head so that he could hear every sound that came from your throat.

“let me hear you baby, c’mon.” yunho said, slapping your ass and watching as it rippled under his touch.

“yunho! please don’t stop! please don’t stop!” you cried out and he chuckled at your desperate cries and the way your pussy was squeezing around his dick.

yunho took it a step further, he grabbed your long ginger braids and pulled you up. he wrapped his hand around your throat ever so delicately while pounded into you. this new angle had tears gathering in your lash line because you were sure you could feel every inch of the man inside of you. he bowed his head to suck hickeys into your shoulders and collarbones while you whimpered and cried. you were so close to cumming but you didn’t want the moment to end. you wanted to be like this with him forever.

“oh, baby. i feel you squeezing me.” he said, his deep voice in your ear, his warm breath dusting the shell of your ear. “cum all over this dick i know you want to.”

“yunho…” you whined and the man behind you chuckled at how light and airy your voice sounded.

“cum for me, baby. please?” he pleaded, peppering kisses all over the side of your face. “cum all over me, make a fucking mess.”

“yunho!” you cried his name out when the band in your belly snapped. you were cumming so hard that your legs were shaking and you were panting. yunho held your body upright so that you wouldn’t fall in the heat of your orgasm. you could feel the way he was pulsing inside of you after you finally came down from your orgasm.

he thrusted into you one, two, three more times until he was pulling out of you, pulling off the condom and cumming all over the small of your smooth brown back. he calmed himself and laid you gently on the bed, he cleaned your back off with a towel and then laid next to you in bed.

“how do you feel?” he asked you

“like i just got fucked really good.” you told him a giggle following after.

“i’m glad i could be of service.” he told you and then placed a kiss on your cheek.

for the rest of the week, there wasn’t a day you weren’t seeing yunho and there wasn’t a day he wasn’t fucking you into his mattress. by the end of the week your skin was littered in hickeys and so was his. unfortunately, all good things must come to an end. it was your last day in cancún which meant you had to face the truth you’d been swallowing whenever you ended up in yunho’s bed; you were probably never going to see him again. it hurt you to think about. he was more than just a spring break fling. because it was your last day you and yunho decided to spend your final moments together. he rented a car and all day you went sightseeing, taking pictures at every place you stopped. you’d never forget him if you had pictures to remember him by.

“i am so happy i met you, ____.” yunho told you, kissing the back of your hand while he drove down the street in the all red convertible he rented for today. you felt a pang of sadness shoot through your heart however you brushed it off with a smile.

his hand was on your thigh now. he looked so beautiful underneath the sun, his tan skin and his soft features. you couldn’t keep your eyes or your hands for that matter off of him. you leaned over the console and began to pepper kisses on his jawline that already had a purple mark that you left there last night. yunho who was trying to stay focused on the road tried to wave you off but you weren’t budging. you were probably never gonna see him again you might as well enjoy the little bit of time you have left with him.

“what are you doing?”

“kissing you.” you said

you leaned over even more until you were almost completely sat on his lap. yunho decided to play along, his hand that was resting on your thigh now going to grip the fat of your ass through your jean shorts. you still kissed his neck, your soft lips and your teeth making him hard already. you looked to see if the road ahead of you was clear before you climbed all the way in his lap, blocking his view. yes it was dangerous and no you didn’t give a fuck. whenever he tried to peer behind you, you blocked his view.

“oooh we’re gonna crash, yunnie. what are you gonna do?” you asked him. you giggled and finally nuzzled your head in the crook of his neck and you stayed like that the whole time he drove.

you ended up at a secluded beach, he parked the car on a cliff that had the prettiest view of the ocean and the now setting sun. you were still sitting on his lap while he rubbed up and down your bare back.

“am i ever gonna see you again?” you asked him, playing with the hairs on the back of his neck. he noticed the way your eyes glossed over and you were about to cry.

“baby…” yunho trailed and he wiped the tear that slid down your cheek with his thumb. “of course you will.”

“you promise?”

“did you think i was kidding when i said i liked you?”

you shook your head and dropped it to rest on his shoulder again, “so you wanna keep in touch?”

“yes and i’ll visit you and you’ll visit me. we’ll make it work, okay?”

“you promise?” you repeated, voice cracking and yunho hugged your body as tight as he could in his strong arms to offer you any comfort he could.

“i promise. now stop crying before you make me cry.” he told you, wiping your tears away with his thumbs. “say ‘we’re gonna make it work.’”

“we’re gonna make it work.” you repeated after him

“that’s my girl. now i don’t want our last day together for awhile to be sad. so what do you wanna do?”

“i want you to fuck me goodbye.” you told him

yunho squeezed your hips in his large hands when he felt you grind down on his half hard dick. he’d been trying to keep his composure since you pulled your little stunt earlier while he was driving.

“anything for you, princess.”

you ended up on the hood of the red convertible, your jean shorts thrown somewhere on the ground and your skimpy little bikini top was pulled down while yunho sucked on your breasts. he gave you even more hickeys, something else to remember him by. he kissed and licked all over your body not letting a single inch go untouched. he pulled your bikini bottoms off as well and moaned when he saw how wet you were for him.

“are you on birth control?” yunho asked you when he eased one of his fingers into your soaked pussy. you bit your lip at the welcomed intrusion and nodded at his question.

“yes,” you answered verbally in case he didn’t see you nod your head the first time. “why?”

“i wanna cum inside you this time. if you don’t want to i still brought a condom but—.”

you cut him off, “do it. i wanna feel you.”

“you sure?” he asked you, ever so so slowly pushing another finger inside your hole and you nodded at him sucking in a breath when he curled his digits inside of you and started to massage your g-spot.

“yunho, i want you inside of me right now. please.” you begged him. you didn’t need to be prepped as wet and as eager you were right now.

yunho pulled his fingers from your cunt and licked the juices off, moaning at the taste of your pussy. he pulled his bottoms down and ran his mushroom tip through your folds to collect your arousal and pushed inside. feeling him inside of you raw was a whole different experience. you could feel every ridge and vein on his dick and simultaneously yunho could feel just how warm, wet, and tight you were. he started a steady pace, his hands keeping your body in place.

“you’re crazy if you think i’d leave you and this pussy.”

“yunho, please.” you begged him again not even sure what you were asking for but somehow he knew. he started fucking you harder, the car rocking back and forth underneath your body. “yes! right there!”

“this pussy is so good. you’re so fucking tight.” yunho said to you through gritted teeth. he pushed your legs up and watched as his dick disappeared inside of you and came back out with a white ring of cream around the base. “that’s so fucking hot. you’re creaming all over me baby.”

“you just feel so good, yunnie. so so so good.” you mumbled. he fucked you so good every time that you couldn’t even think straight.

yunho smiled down at you and brought his lips to yours to kiss you. it was so passionate and so messy and you loved it. you think you loved him. his lips were on yours while he kept bucking his hips into you. you were gasping and moaning into his mouth. he kissed down your neck and sucked hickeys into your neck while he fucked you. you moaned, bringing your hand up to card through his hair.

“i’m gonna cum in this pussy.” yunho growled in your ear. “and you’re gonna take all of it like a good girl.”

“cum in me, yunho. i wanna feel it.”

he came inside of you so deep that you could feel each hot spurt of his cum as it came out. the foreign feeling of having somebody finish inside of you had your orgasm coming closer. yunho kept rocking his hips into you, fucking his cum deeper and deeper until you were cumming too with a long moan. you caught your breaths and yunho kissed you again before pulling out of you.

“we can never have sex with a condom again.” yunho said, grabbing your arm to help you sit up on the hood of his car. his cum started to seep out of your hole and you both watched in awe as the creamy seed formed a small puddle on the hood of the car. “that’s so hot.”

“do you have anything to clean me up with?”

he kneeled between your legs and slurped up the mess he and you made much to your sensitive pussy’s dismay. you were whining and crying trying to push him away but he didn’t stop until everything was clean. he came back up to kiss you so you could taste both of your cum on his tongue.

“i love you.” he said when he pulled back

without skipping a beat, “i love you too.”

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