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oceanlix · 1 year

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Get a Little Closer

Pairing: San x female reader, Hongjoong x female reader, Seonghwa x female reader

Genre: Smut

Word count: 4,667

Warnings: Public sex, teasing, dirty talk, slight degradation, praise, fingering, blowjob, handjob, breast play, nipple play, hair pulling, spanking, deep throating, biting, alcohol consumption but everyone is consenting

Most days, you don't regret staying friends with your ex’s friends. Though things didn’t work out between you and Yunho, the friendships you’d gained during the time you were together were much too strong to give up on. But then there were days like today where you were reminded just how terrible an idea this actually was in practice.

“Come on,” San coos at you, patting his lap. The club was crowded and you’d just arrived, complaining about having nowhere to sit because none of the boys had remembered to save you a seat. At least Jongho had the decency to look apologetic about it. “I’ll let you sit on my knee, like Santa.”

Despite your best efforts to ignore him, your eyes drop to his lap for a second. You shake your head, mentally scolding yourself before reaching out and slapping his chest. “San, it’s not even Christmas anymore,” you sigh. “Stop being weird.”

You’ve decided to just stand next to your group at the table, grinning as Seonghwa flags down a waiter and orders your usual Moscow mule for you. But it seems like San has other plans, grabbing you by the hips and dragging you between his legs. You glance back just in time as he pulls you down into his lap, his strong arm locking around your waist to keep you in place.

Hongjoong eyes you two from across the table and shakes his head, grinning to himself. You struggle for a moment before you realize there’s no way San is letting go of you, his nose nuzzling against your hair as he leans next to your ear to speak.

“Have you been naughty this year?” he whispers, squeezing your hip. “Or were you a good girl?” He shifts you in his lap slightly and you feel his dick poking you through his slacks and your thin dress, your mouth going dry.

See, after you and Yunho ended things, you’d made a pact with yourself to not get involved with anyone else in the friend group. Your dynamic was already off balance from dating him, and you didn’t want to lose a good group of friends by making things messy. So as hot as the other guys were, you’d marked them as off limits in your mind. This had been working well for you so far…except San seemed to take it as a personal challenge, having tried every dirty trick in the book to get you in his bed. It was certainly hard to resist, with his smooth voice and sultry stare always focused on you during every hang out.

You gulp, turning your head quickly towards the rest of the table. Jongho was talking about something relating to his work; you were really trying to focus, but San was trailing his hand up your inner thigh, so really your brain was already mush at that point.

“Not gonna answer me, huh?” he whispers, just as his fingertips reach your covered slit. Much to your embarrassment, there’s already a significant damp spot on the fabric. San smiles against your neck, pressing down and making you gasp suddenly.

“Y/N, are you okay?” Yeosang asks, glancing at you with concern. Mingi also looks concerned, his sweet face slightly scrunched up. You wave them off with a weak grin.

“Everything’s fine, it’s just a little hot in this place,” you assure them. You take off your jacket to seem more convincing, laying it over your lap so at least nobody will see San’s hand under your dress now.

Yeosang nods and turns back to his conversation with Mingi, while San laughs in your ear. He’s pulled your dress up over your hips under your jacket so now your entire lower half is at his mercy. He sneaks his fingers under the hem of your panties and pulls them to the side, stroking gently through your wetness. You want to moan so bad, but you don’t think you can handle the embarrassment.

“San, stop,” you whisper, hoping it’ll be enough to convince him. “Not here.” You look over your shoulder to see him smirking back at you, just as he pulls his fingers away from your pussy and licks your juices off of them. You think your face is redder than a tomato at this point.

“Only naughty girls let themselves get felt up in the club like this,” he says, adjusting you on his lap again so that you feel his dick hardening underneath you. “Give me one good reason not to have you sit on my cock right here.”

At this point you’re not sure you even have a good reason, biting your lip to hold in your moans. But then your drink arrives at the table, Seonghwa leaning across you to tip the pretty waitress with a sultry grin.

“Thanks again,” you tell him as you grab the glass and take a huge sip. Your friend laughs as you suck down more than you normally would in one go, smirking to himself.

San’s hand slips under your dress again and you almost choke when he buries two fingers knuckle deep inside of you. They’re still wet from his saliva, but you’re wet enough that it doesn’t even matter, your hand shaky as you put your glass back down.

“So wet,” he purrs in your ear, making you melt in his lap. You don’t even care about being in public anymore, you’re ready to sit on his dick right this second. You start grinding your hips in little circles, feeling triumphant when San grunts a little too loudly.

“Don’t crush his balls, Y/N,” Jongho teases, tossing back his martini. You chuckle nervously, halting your movements as you remember where you are. You wait a few seconds until the table relaxes back into their conversations, then you glance over your shoulder and nod towards the bathroom.

San smirks, shaking his head. He leans next to your ear and pumps his fingers in and out of you steadily, curling them just enough so that he’s barely scraping that spongy spot inside of you. “I think I should fuck you right here, where everyone can see how naughty you’ve been,” he tells you, nipping at your earlobe.

You smack his chest half heartedly, slumping against him. His arm is still holding you securely in his lap, so you can only grind your hips a little bit while he fingers you. You wish he would’ve at least taken you to the bathroom; even if the two of you leaving the table would be more obvious, there’s at least an element of privacy.

You realize you’re about to come when San suddenly pulls his fingers out and shifts you into his knee, working with one hand to take his cock out of his slacks. You clutch your jacket tightly so it doesn’t fall off your lap and expose the two of you, fighting back a mewl.

San slides his tip along your folds, teasing you until you get impatient and sink down on his cock yourself. You don’t get very far with him holding your hips so tightly, but it’s enough that he shouts in surprise, drawing the attention of the rest of the table.

“You good?” Hongjoong asks, smirking. You’re not stupid enough to think he’s not aware of what’s happening right now, but you’re hoping he’s not about to expose you to everyone else. You go to speak, only for San to pull you down fully onto his cock, your words dying in your throat.

“Yeah man,” San says with a grin. He’s stroking your hips soothingly, but you just want to pinch him for being such a little shit right now. “She just sat on me a little wrong.”

“Mhm,” Seonghwa comments, glancing sideways at the two of you. His eyes fall to your jacket for a second and he smirks, hiding it behind his wine glass. Yeah, he definitely knows too. So much for being subtle, you sigh.

San waits for their attention to be diverted again before he lifts you up slightly, his tip dragging along your walls. You want to scream from the delicious friction, but you just let your head drop forwards as he fucks you slowly in his lap.

“For someone who was so embarrassed a few minutes ago, you’re certainly being obvious now,” San whispers with a chuckle. He’s right, but you’re too cock drunk right now to have a comeback ready. You’re mindlessly swirling your hips in his lap, only focused on getting off. You don’t even care if the rest of the table figures out what’s going on at this point.

San realizes you’re not responding and focuses on getting both of you off, thrusting up into you even harder. He reaches around you to grab his glass of whiskey, taking a sip like it’s nothing. You eye your mule and debate whether you can take a drink without spilling all over yourself, ultimately deciding it’s a bad idea.

“Are you close?” San whispers, his hand dipping beneath your jacket and pressing into your clit. You jolt against his hand and nod, so he starts rubbing quick circles against the sensitive nub. “Come on, cum around me, baby.”

You sigh under your breath and rock against his hand. It doesn’t take you much longer before you’re cumming over his cock and fingers, trying not to shudder too violently in his lap. He cums right after, filling you up with his seed until it’s spilling down your thighs. His slacks are definitely ruined now and so are your panties, but you can only focus on catching your breath as he tucks himself away and pulls your underwear back over your spent pussy. You swallow the rest of your mule in one gulp, smacking the copper cup a little too hard on the table.

“I’m a little tired,” you find yourself saying, wiping your forehead. “I think I’m gonna call it a night and go home.” You try to slip off of San’s lap, but your legs are like jello and you almost fall when you do.

“Whoa!” Hongjoong shouts, catching you at the last second. He looks concerned at first, but then he’s smirking at you and you gulp. Yeah, you’ve definitely been caught. He helps you to your feet, but keeps his hand on your elbow. “Do you need a ride home?”

You shake your head. “No, and none of you should be driving anyway, seeing as we all drank.” You slip your jacket on and adjust your purse on your shoulder, turning just in time to see San and Seonghwa standing up.

“I think we’re going to head home too,” Seonghwa explains. He smirks at you the same way Hongjoong did and you swallow nervously. Had he seen anything? You were sure your jacket had been covering your lap the whole time, but you don’t like the look on his face.

San grabs your wrist gently and you look into his eyes. There’s that devilish expression again, making your heart thump in excitement. “Let’s get you home, we can all take an Uber together.”

Your thighs are still sticky with cum, but you let San and the others walk you to the curb outside, Hongjoong calling the Uber on his phone. You feel uneasy with your three friends glancing at you so often, but you figure they’re just going to tease you about what they saw at the table. You don’t expect Seonghwa sliding his hand down your ass and squeezing, making you knock into Hongjoong.

“So you two were having fun earlier, huh?” Seonghwa says, fiddling with the hem of your dress. You look at him in shock, but you don’t move to stop him. “Why’d you leave us out?”

“Yeah,” Hongjoong purrs, throwing an arm over your shoulders. “What if we want to play too?” You look at him while Seonghwa sneaks his hand under your dress and pinches your butt. San stands off to the side with a grin, watching his friends feel you up.

“What?” you say dumbly, but Hongjoong drops his hand to your breast and tweaks your nipple through the fabric, making you moan. You realize you’re even more exposed than in the club, since you’re on the street waiting for your Uber.

“You’re so easy,” Seonghwa snickers, pressing himself up behind you. You want to be offended by the comment, but you can feel his cock straining against his slacks, your mouth watering slightly. Hongjoong glances at his phone and leans in to kiss your neck, purring in your ear.

“We only have five minutes before the driver comes, think you can help us out before then?” He chuckles, cupping your breast in his hand. “Or maybe we should let him watch, since you’re apparently into that.”

You moan softly, glancing over at San who is still a few feet away just watching the three of you. He grins and steps forward as if he’s been summoned, grabbing your neck and tilting your head up for a kiss.

You can only imagine what it must look like to anyone stepping out of the club right now, having three men crowded around you like this. You hope nobody sees and that you can get into the Uber without being publicly shamed, though the three of them certainly are making it hard with their hands roaming your body.

Seonghwa is rocking his cock into your backside at a steady pace, his hands sneaking under your dress whenever he can manage. San is still lazily making out with you while Hongjoong teases your breasts through the fabric of your dress. You try and count down the time until the Uber arrives, but your brain is deliciously hazy from all the attention.

“He’s around the corner,” Hongjoong finally says, and all three men stop touching you simultaneously. You whine at the loss, but the four of you hurry up the street and pile into the backseat of the car, San sitting up front beside the driver.

Hongjoong puts his hand on your thigh immediately, prying your legs open. He can feel the dried cum on your skin and his breath hitches as he looks down at it, then back up at you. Your eyes are hooded as he pulls your panties to the side and rubs over your folds, your body already leaking again at the attention.

Seonghwa grabs your other knee, subtly spreading your legs apart even wider. He nibbles at your ear and whispers dirty things you’d never imagined him saying to you, arousal gushing out of your center.

San chats up the driver while his friends fondle you in the backseat, his eyes occasionally watching in the mirror. This is not how you saw your night going, but you’re not about to complain. Your idea of not fucking around in the friend group had failed miserably, but maybe this wasn’t the worst idea in the world.

You’re so busy getting pleasured that you don’t realize you’re going to San’s house until you’re outside of it, Hongjoong pushing you out of the car as fast as humanely possible.

“Come on, let’s get inside,” San says, herding the three of you into the building lobby. Seonghwa leads you by the wrist to the elevator, placing your hand over his cock as soon as the doors close.

Hongjoong starts kissing your neck and you belatedly remember that there’s security cameras in the elevator. You glance up at them in worry, but San just shakes his head. “I called ahead and had them turned off,” he explains.

You decide to let go now, since San’s apartment is on the entire top floor and nobody will see you coming out of the elevator with three men. You squeeze Seonghwa’s cock and turn to capture Hongjoong’s lips with your own, moaning into the kiss. There’s no point in denying yourself pleasure at this stage, so you lean into it fully.

“Who knew you liked attention this much?” San comments from across the elevator. He sounds unaffected, but one glance tells you that he’s hard again, his slacks tenting considerably. You grin and wave him over.

“Might as well enjoy it,” you mutter, just before he kisses you sloppily. Hongjoong has moved back down to your neck, his hands playing with your breasts. Seonghwa unbuttons his slacks and you slip your hand into his underwear, grinning to yourself when he moans and leans his head against the elevator wall.

“You’re so hot,” Hongjoong whines, grabbing your other hand and placing it on his cock. You take the hint immediately, reaching into his pants and palming him over his underwear. You feel powerful having three hot men at your mercy like this, though you know it won’t last very long.

The elevator opens on San’s floor and the three of you stumble out together, a mess of limbs and half discarded clothing. Seonghwa steps out of his pants in the hallway, not even caring as San punches in his security code.

“Where’s the bedroom?” you ask between kisses, but San scoops you up and carries you down the hall, the other two men trailing behind you.

San dumps you on his giant bed with a grin, unbuckling his belt and taking his cock out. You don’t waste time opening your mouth, watching as he puts his tip on your waiting tongue.

“Fuck, she takes cock so well,” Seonghwa grunts, coming closer. He starts fisting his cock as Hongjoong shuts the door behind himself, approaching the bed. “Can’t wait for my turn.”

You moan around San’s cock, reaching up to play with his balls. He sighs and grabs a fistful of your hair, pulling you further onto his dick until you’re gagging slightly.

“Oh my god,” Hongjoong breathes, your teary eyes igniting something in him.

“Yeah, suck it,” San encourages, smirking down at you. “You look so good with my cock down your throat, baby.”

You reach between your legs and spread your pussy lips with your fingers, arousal leaking out onto the sheets. Seonghwa stares at you like you’re a piece of meat, precum dribbling out of his pretty pink tip. You wish you could fit two cocks in your mouth at once, but with their sizes, it’s just not possible.

“Get it nice and wet for me,” San keeps talking, turning you on even more. “Wanna fuck you again so they can see just how good you take it.”

You moan around his dick, your fingers rubbing your clit now as you chase your own high. San’s fingers in your hair tighten as he forces you down on his cock again, making you swallow desperately for air.

“Shit,” Hongjoong breathes. He’s taken his cock out now as well, his swollen head a dark shade of purple that you weren’t expecting. He plays with his balls as he watches you, rolling them in his hands.

Seonghwa comes to kneel on the bed beside you, reaching out to take one of your breasts in his hand. He rubs your nipple to full hardness, still stroking his cock with his other hand. Before you realize what’s even happening, his cum is shooting out over your chest, the pearly strings decorating your breasts.

San groans at the sight, his thrusts into your mouth getting rougher and deeper. You put your hand around his shaft and pull off, glancing up at him.

“Thought you wanted to fuck me,” you say teasingly, and San growls, pushing you backwards onto the bed. You fall easily, your breasts bouncing as your back hits the mattress. San grabs your thighs and spreads them wide, fitting himself between your legs.

“I’m not going easy on you,” he says, lining his tip up with your soaking entrance. You loop your arms around his neck and laugh, your breath getting knocked out of you when he pushes his cock in.

“Fuck,” you groan, your eyes closing. He pushes one of your legs over his shoulder and starts ducking you roughly, the wet sounds of your bodies meeting filling the bedroom. Hongjoong takes off his clothes and gets on the bed, hand wrapping around his cock. He and Seonghwa watch you get fucked with dazed expressions.

“So fucking good,” San growls, leaning down to bite at your chest. You can tell he’s going to leave marks, but you don’t really care about that right now, not when his cockhead is hitting your spot so perfectly on every thrust. All you can do is moan and cling onto his shoulders, your nails digging into the skin.

Seonghwa finally comes back to earth, scooting up on the bed. He adjusts your upper half into his lap, reaching down to cup your breasts and pull at your nipples. His long fingers have you arching into his touch, even as San fucks you harder and faster.

“Good girl,” Seonghwa praises you softly, smiling as you seek out his touch. “You’re doing so good for San, being his perfect little cocksleeve.” You mewl loudly, turning your head to the side and kissing Seonghwa’s inner thigh.

Seonghwa guides his half hard cock between your lips with ease, blood rushing south as you lick at him eagerly. He can’t believe he’s getting this chance to be with you in this way, his balls tightening at the thought of getting to fuck you later.

“Hey!” Hongjoong pouts, moving to your side. “Stop leaving me out!”

San chuckles, glancing at his friend. “She’s kinda busy at the moment,” he says, readjusting his grip on your leg.

“She’s got hands,” Hongjoong grunts. He grabs your hand and puts it on his cock. You try your best to start jerking him off, but with San fucking you and Seonghwa’s cock in your mouth, it’s hard to get the coordination right.

Hongjoong seems to realize this and he grabs your wrist. “Hold your hand still and I’ll fuck into it,” he tells you. You grin around Seonghwa’s cock.

“Look at you,” Seonghwa praises, brushing your hair out of your face. “You’re making all three of us feel so good, baby. You’re the best, you know that?”

You whine at the praise, more determined than ever to make your friends cum. You clench hard around San, making him curse, and you hum with your tongue on the underside of Seonghwa’s cock, feeling proud when he groans loudly.

“Fuck!” San curses, dropping your leg and rolling you face down in Seonghwa’s lap. You almost choke on his cock as San pulls out and jerks himself over your back, cum shooting out onto your ass a moment later.

Hongjoong wastes no time in pushing the younger man aside, hands fondling your butt and rubbing the cum into your skin. “Shit, you look so hot covered in cum,” he groans, smacking your ass gently.

Seonghwa grabs your hair and holds you down on his cock. “Stay right there,” he instructs. “Hongjoong’s gonna fuck you now, okay?”

Your hips are lifted slightly and then Hongjoong is sinking into your dripping pussy, sighing. “So wet for me,” he says in awe, stroking his hands along your sides soothingly. You shudder in Seonghwa’s lap, gripping his thighs for support.

“You’re doing great,” Seonghwa coos, holding your hair back so he can look at you swallowing around his cock. He’s always thought you were pretty, but this sight easily takes the cake, your eyes sparkling up at him.

Hongjoong’s strokes are long and smooth, and at this angle, the perfect depth to have you moaning around Seonghwa’s cock. You already know you won’t last long, your fingers digging into the skin on Seonghwa’s thighs. You only make it a few minutes before you’re cumming around Hongjoong’s cock, your thighs shaking with effort.

He lets you collapse in Seonghwa’s lap, quickly stroking his cock until he’s covering your back and ass with a fresh load of cum. You feel beyond sticky and gross now with four loads drying into your skin, but you aren’t going to leave Seonghwa hanging when he’s been so nice to you throughout this whole escapade.

You gather your strength and pull yourself off his cock, settling in his lap and kissing him messily. Seonghwa cups your face and smiles into the kiss, gasping a little as you suddenly sink down onto him. “You’ve been so nice to me,” you murmur against his lips, taking him in slowly. “Let me return the favor.”

You don’t have much effort left to do anything but grind down in his lap, but it seems to be working, based on the way his fingers dig into your hips. His tip presses up against your spot perfectly at this angle, leaving you moaning and gasping softly every time he moves. “Right there,” you tell him, stroking the hair at the back of his neck. Seonghwa practically purrs at your touch, his hands sliding down to cup your ass. He starts helping you move when you get too tired, all the activities of the night catching up to you at once.

“You’re so warm and delicious,” he tells you, kissing your neck and chest. “Pretty and perfect, just for us. Come on, sweet thing, let go for us one more time.” Your orgasm is building as he continues to bounce you in his lap, kissing your lips every few moments.

You feel hands touching your back, reaching around to rub gently at your clit. You don’t know who’s where, just that between the three of your friends, you fall off the edge and cum harder than you have all night, shaking and crying in Seonghwa’s lap as they all work you through it.

Seonghwa lifts you off his lap and San lays you down flat on the bed. Seonghwa strokes his cock over your face until he cums, long white strings landing on your lips and chin. All three men groan at the sight of your fucked out face covered in cum, making you smile.

“Get her a warm washcloth,” San orders, laying down next to you. Hongjoong scurries off to the en-suite bathroom, while Seonghwa cuddles up against your other side. The two of them rub their hands over your arms and legs, soothing the muscles until Hongjoong returns with the washcloth.

“You did so well,” Seonghwa coos, kissing the top of your head. You feel warm inside as Hongjoong wipes you clean, being careful to get all the dried cum from between your legs. San rolls you over when Hongjoong’s done with the front, taking the washcloth from him. He cleans your legs and ass, his hand lingering a little too long on the latter.

“Yeah, you let all of us fuck that tight little pussy,” San agrees, smirking at you. You hide your face in your arms, suddenly embarrassed again now that your confidence has worn off.

“Leave her alone,” Seonghwa scolds, but he’s directing your chin up with his fingers, a wicked smirk on his face. Your pussy throbs with a fresh wave of desire, but you know you can’t take another round right now. He slips his other hand between your legs experimentally, eyes softening when you let out a whimper of discomfort.

“Let’s rest for now, we can fuck you again later,” Seonghwa decides, kissing your forehead. San moves his hand away from your ass and cuddles up against you, hand splaying out across your stomach.

“Hey, where am I gonna fit for cuddles?” Hongjoong whines, smacking the bed. The three of you roll your eyes at him and Seonghwa shifts his lower half so there’s room for Hongjoong to slide up against you. The younger man makes a happy noise and nuzzles into your hip, throwing an arm across your waist.

“I’m so happy,” you sigh, feeling the love of your friends radiating around you. Sure, the situation wasn’t what you expected, but the outcome felt right.

Seonghwa grins down at you, tickling your sides. “Good,” he says, kissing you quickly. “That’s what we all want.”

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