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hyunsvngs · 7 months

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kinktober !

kink: free use

pairing: 3racha x fem!reader

wc: 3.5k

free use: a fully-consensual fetish where partners are allowed to sexually “use” each other at any time.

It was an unusual situation that few would understand. The first thing being that you were in a relationship with three men, and the second thing being that you laid in their studio to be a personal stress reliever.

When Chan had mentioned free use, you’d been uneducated on the kink altogether. Jisung was the most educated - which didn’t surprise any of you, as he’s a massive freak - and Changbin was just as confused as you were. Researching the kink together showed you that yeah, you’d love to be a toy at their disposal and beck and call whenever they needed you to be. You still had the romantic aspects of the relationship too, which made you more than content.

The rules were simple. You visited them in the studio - something you did everytime they were there, anyway - but if you were comfortable with free use, you were to wear the expensive necklace Changbin bought you. Visible, so they could see it, and then you’d be used as their toy. It was the most subtle form of consent ever, but it worked, and you loved every second of it.

“Fuckin’ song’s pissing me off, Chan,” Changbin walked out of the recording booth, throwing his phone down on the table. He normally got his raps done in one or two takes, and he’d been going for a while now. You’d just been scrolling through your phone on your tummy on the sofa, kicking your feet. You heard Jisung scoff, and then he was chuckling. You always stayed quiet - only speaking when they needed you.

“Take your anger out and then try again,” Chan suggested, trying to be soft with the younger man. Changbin huffed. When you looked at him, he was staring directly at you, muscles bulging in his tight black t-shirt but his hair so soft and eyes tender. “Jisung, you go.”

“But if he’s gonna fuck her I wanna watch-”

“Jisung,” Chan chastised, eyebrows raised when he looked at the youngest. Jisung mumbled a few choice words, and then he was hesitant in getting up to go to the booth. You heard Changbin murmur a few things to Chan, and then he was approaching you on the couch. He didn’t even say anything - content with flipping your skirt up and exposing your cotton panties to the room, and you yelped.

“Gonna have you now,” Changbin murmured, thumb swiping across the gusset of your panties. You immediately locked your phone, tossing it carelessly to the floor and spreading your legs obediently. Changbin chuckled, moving your panties to the side. “That’s it. Such a good fuckin’ toy, bunny.”

You waited patiently, head down on the arm of the sofa as you heard the clinking of a belt being undone and jeans dropping. Fabric rustled as he got closer, and then his muscled forearms were caging you into the leather material you were laying upon. You knew you were wet. You always were, waiting for them like this - you had needed something inside of you as soon as you walked into the room.

“Binnie,” You mumbled, shifting your hips back. He was taking his time. Changbin kissed your cheek fondly, and then he was pushing in, his thick cock stretching you beyond belief. You liked it this way - unprepared, so you could fully feel him. He was the thickest, and you whined as you felt the short, trimmed curls at his base scratching against your ass. He’d already bottomed out.

“Such a good bunny,” He murmured, kissing your neck. You nodded, letting him fuck into you at a steady pace. Jisung and Chan were doing something - you weren’t sure what, since you were preoccupied with a thick fucking cock. Your pussy was so wet along his shaft the slide was heavenly, and you always liked it to be easy for Changbin to push into straight away like this. You were their toy, only spoken to when needed and ready and waiting with a soppy hole. “You've been wet like this the whole time?”

“Always am, Binnie,” You nodded, whimpering as you started to fuck your hips back onto his cock. You knew Changbin liked it like this, when you started to really get into it. You’d never predicted how much being treated like a toy would turn you on. “I love your cock so much, ‘s so thick, Binnie-”

“Ssh, ssh, bunny,” Changbin murmured, grunting when he bottomed out and stayed there for a moment. You wiggled your hips, trying to get more of him in, and he grabbed your hips with unbelievable strength. Changbin was the strongest, but the most hesitant to use his strength - he liked it slow, deep like you were doing then, more passionate. He was the gentlest lover. “Let me fuck into you like this. You think you’ll cum for me?”

Changbin started to thrust into you at a faster pace, wet noises echoing around the room. You gasped when one of his hands went up to grab your tit, squeezing your nipple. “I- yeah, yeah, I can cum like this, y’know I love it deep-”

The sound of feet stomping on the floor caught your attention. When you looked up, Jisung was pouting in the booth, headphones slung around his neck and his eyes wide. “So not fuckin’ fair, Chan. Look at her.”

“Jisung…” Chan murmured, ready to scold him. Jisung only pointed at you, your face in pure bliss as Changbin fucked into you. Changbin’s hand went to lift your hips up a bit, sliding one of the couch pillows underneath and you whined, feeling him pressing against that spongy spot inside of you. Chan spun around on his chair, eyes focusing on where you were writhing in pleasure.

He watched you moan and arch your back, eyes rolling back as Changbin's thrusts became more intense, repeatedly bullying into that one spot. Changbin was grunting, groaning into the crook of your neck. Chan's mouth parted, unable to contain his emotions as he watched you in the throes of pleasure. Jisung was pouting, clearly enjoying the show but wanting so badly to be involved.

“‘M so fuckin’ close, Binnie, so close,” You gasped, and Changbin nodded into your skin.

“C’mon, cum on my cock, my bunny,” He’d started to run his mouth, something that showed he was getting close, too. “Such a good fucking girl, waiting like this for us, just- just fuckin’ letting us do this, I can’t believe you, I love you so much.”

You couldn’t help but bite into the leather of the sofa, your vision becoming unfocused as you came around Changbin’s cock. The orgasm was strong, cumming with your clit untouched always was, and you whined through it with teary eyes. Changbin smacked your ass once, and when his dark, lustful eyes focused on the flesh rippling he was cumming too, a welcome warmth inside your already sodden pussy.

You weren’t done, though. You had two more men waiting to use you, and you couldn’t fucking wait. Changbin pulled out, chest heaving as he tucked his softening length back into his boxers.

He kissed your hairline, humming. “Amazing, bunny. Thank you.”

“Do I get Jisung now?” You murmured, eyes landing on the man still standing in the recording booth. You giggled when he threw the headphones down, bouncing out of the smaller room and over to you, completely bypassing Chan’s shouts of protest. You couldn’t even be shocked when Jisung didn’t say a word, throwing his t-shirt off and yanking his joggers down to his ankles. He nearly tripped over them in his haste to get to you, and Changbin chuckled, finally getting off of the sofa.

“Chan, I don’t think the song’s getting done today,” Changbin said, and Chan sighed, nodding.

“I think I’ve accepted that,” He responded. Jisung flipped you over, hands soft but his eyes so wide as he watched Changbin’s cum dripping out of you. “We may as well have some fun with her.”

“Baby,” Jisung murmured, and you hummed. He was staring down at your pussy, shaking his head in disbelief. “Looks so fuckin’ good, baby, I’m so hard.”

You giggled, spreading your legs wider and using one hand to spread your folds, letting Jisung see your hole. You knew it looked used, stretched after Changbin’s incessant fucking with his thick cock - but there’s nothing Jisung liked more than sloppy seconds. “You gonna get inside, Jisung? I need to cum on your cock, too.”

“Yeah. Yes, I’m gonna fuck you senseless, baby, I promise,” Jisung kissed your lips chastely, and then he was pushing inside. Jisung was longer than Changbin, and you gasped when he bottomed out, the curve of him helping to reach that abused spot inside of you so easily. Jisung whined, his bottom lip quivering. “It’s so fucking wet.”

“You’re welcome,” Changbin replied, smug. You scoffed, only smiling in approval when Jisung pushed your legs back to get deeper. You loved this position, especially with Jisung - his cock got so drippy and hard, to the point where sometimes he acted like it was going to kill him. He was lucky you were so pliant. Jisung always fucked quick and hard, hips slamming into you like he couldn’t get enough of it.

Chan's face was flushed, a warmth spreading through his body. He could feel himself painfully hard, his pants constrictive around his erection. He wanted so badly to join in, but he knew he had to stay back and watch. It wasn’t his turn yet.

He had clearly decided he didn’t care. You watched in awe as he shucked his pants off, wrapping one large hand around his cock and pumping at the sight of you. Your pussy was soaking, and you whined, fighting not to make grabby hands at Chan. You wanted him, too, but you hadn’t prepared your ass and you wanted to scream at yourself for it.

“Ji, fuck me harder, baby,” You murmured, and Jisung nodded. You could tell he was close already. He never lasted long when you did scenes like this, too caught up in the way your walls feel fluttering around his cock and he got even worse when he got to go after someone else. He was a freak, but so were you. You whined when his hips picked up, cockhead thrusting into you harder, and you reached one hand down to rub your clit.

“Oh, fuck, baby. That’s it, touch yourself,” Jisung moaned. You squealed as he thrust in and out of you, your hips rising to meet his. He was relentless in his pursuit of pleasure, his moans becoming louder with each thrust. You felt yourself getting closer and closer to the edge, and you knew you were both about to reach your climax. Your movements were sloppy on your clit with how wet you were, but it was doing the job just fine.

“You like watching me touch myself, Sungie?” You giggled, your other hand moving to grip onto the arm of the sofa. Chan groaned from the computer, and when you turned to look at him, he was shaking his head in disbelief.

“You’re fucking filth, you know that?” Chan said, and you nodded.

You pinched your clit meanly, letting yourself moan a little louder. You’d defiled this studio so many times that you were just glad it was soundproof. “You love it.”

“Fuck yeah, we do,” Changbin smirked, bulging arms crossed across his broad chest. He was content just watching, but you couldn’t say the same for Chan. Jisung’s eyes were trained only on where you were rubbing across your clit, his eyes wide and eyebrows furrowed.

“I’m gonna cum, you g’ta cum,” Jisung blabbered, and you nodded, pressing harder on your clit. “Love watchin’ you touch yourself, baby, it’s so fucking sexy. Do you - oh, fuck - do you like being used as a toy by us?”

“Oh, Sungie, I fucking love it,” You whined, walls tightening around Jisung. You were going to cum. “Talk- baby, say more, I’m so fucking close-”

“God, you’re our toy but I’m all yours,” He rambled, hands pulling your hips back on his cock. “I’m all yours, this cock is all yours, it’s hard for you always, Jesus-”

You whined in distress when you felt Jisung cumming inside of you, adding to the mess smearing all over your folds. You hadn’t finished, and you’d expected him to pull out, but Jisung slapped your hand away from your clit and rubbed it with his own thumb. It always felt better having one of your boyfriends touch you, and you clenched your walls tight on his cock as you came undone from the pleasure.

He kissed you deeply, tongue entering your mouth in a filthy exchange before he collapsed on top of you, both of you breathing heavily. You looked up at him and he smiled, kissing your nose fondly before slowly pulling out of you.

Chan sighed, making you turn to him. Your eyes grew wide as he stretched his arms above his head, finally getting up from his seat and stalking towards you.

Jisung giggled, jumping up to sit next to Changbin. “You’re so in for it, baby.”

Chan gripped your face with one hand, squishing your cheeks almost comically. “I’m gonna fuck you hard, and then I’m going to cum inside that pussy so deep it’ll be dripping out for days. Okay?”

You blinked. “Did I piss you off?”

“You always piss me off, gettin’ fucked like that. So sexy, it makes me so fucking angry,” Chan mumbled, and you tried to suppress your smile. You let him manhandle you so you were face down, ass up, and he finally yanked your panties down and threw them to Changbin. He knew he’d want to keep them, but he always bought you another two pairs in apology, so it was alright.

You laid patient while Chan flipped your skirt up further, the pleats tickling the small of your back. He hummed, swiping one thumb through your messy pussy. You felt a little nervous, like you always did with Chan - he was the biggest of the three, and even after being fucked hard by Jisung and Changbin you were a little worried it would hurt. With a quick smack to your ass, Chan was pushing in, his cock stretching you to the point of disbelief.

“Oh, ‘s so fuckin’ big,” You whined, pushing your ass back. Chan chuckled, grabbing your hips with both hands and bottoming out inside of you. You could feel how wet you were, filled up with two loads of cum already and you felt so used. It made you clench around his cock. “You got a daddy sized cock, Channie.”

“Call him daddy then,” Changbin chuckled, and you bit your lip with a smile.

“You wanna be my daddy today, Chan?” You said teasingly, and Chan groaned, his hips starting to kick up a rhythm inside of you. Your smile instantly fell, falling in a blissed out expression with lips parted. Chan always fucked you so good, preferring you on your hands and knees so he could get inside you deep and watch your ass ripple on his hips.

He pushed your head down into the sofa with one hand, picking up his pace and groaning when you tightened in approval. “Pussy’s so fucking tight. How’s it so tight? You just got fucked open like a whore.”

You whimpered, trying not to thrash your legs. “I’m a whore? God, more, say more-”

“Talk dirty to her, Chan,” Jisung chimed in, his hand already back on his hardening erection. “She loves it.”

“I think you are a fucking whore,” Chan scoffed, his hand yanking on your hair. “I think you’re daddy’s whore, aren’t you?”

You gasped, nodding. “I’m daddy’s whore, oh- oh, ‘s so big, fucking hell, daddy!”

Chan positively whined, his lips coming to kiss at your shoulder. His lips were so plush, so thick, you couldn’t help but imagine him wrapping his lips around your clit and sucking hard - something he did often - and your toes curled. “Clench that cunt for daddy, c’mon. You need to make daddy cum, don’t you? You’re not good for much else, not one thought in that pretty little head.”

Oh, he had you. He knew you so well, knew you’d squeal at the way he’s talking, and you were obedient, clenching your fluttering walls around that fat cock. You still had protest in you yet, though, despite it coming out in fractionated words. “I wan’ cum too, daddy.”

“Changbin,” Chan started, and the man in question hummed in response. “Come kiss her the way she likes.”

You moaned in excitement when Changbin walked back over to the sofa, and then he was pulling your head up by your hair. Changbin always kissed so deeply, so passionately with his plush, doll-like lips, and he let his tongue enter your mouth. You sucked on his tongue, making him moan and grab your head harder. Jisung stared at you both in envy, and then he was walking over too, cock bobbing with a newly formed erection. He had no shame, stroking it right in front of your face as you wailed into Changbin’s mouth.

“Are you gonna cum for your daddy, bunny?” Changbin muttered against your lips, and you gasped, nodding. “I think you better do it quickly then. He may leave you high and dry, y’know?”

“He’s- he’s not that mean,” You protest, shaking your head. “If he does, I’ll go to Binnie.”

“Baby, c’mere,” Jisung sighed, and then he was grabbing your head, making you face his cock. He was pumping it feverishly, matching the pace of Chan’s hips inside of you, and you licked your lips. “I’m gonna cum. Where do you want it?”

“God, if you cum on my face, I’m gonna fucking cum,” You keened, and Chan chuckled, smacking your ass.

“I think that answers your question, Sungie,” Chan mused, and Jisung nodded, smiling. His eyebrows were furrowed as he tightened his fist around his cockhead, and then he was throwing his head back, groaning as hot white cum painted your face. You just loved being treated like a slut - you were a self proclaimed whore for these three men, and as soon as the cum hit your face, you felt your walls tighten one last time. You writhed through your orgasm, only kept still by Chan’s harsh grip on your hips.

“Changed my mind,” Chan grunted, and then he was pulling out, tapping his wet cockhead on your asshole. You wiggled your ass as you felt him leak pearlescent drops onto the skin, and he started to pump his cock quickly. “I’m gonna cum on this fuckin’ ass.”

“Mm, do it,” You giggled, pushing your hips back. You felt his balls, heavy and full of cum pressing against your core, and you sighed. “Cum on this ass, daddy, c’mon. Mark it as yours.”

Chan groaned, a deep, chesty noise and then you felt the warmth cover your skin. He gasped through his orgasm, his cockhead leaking all over your ass as he came. You belatedly realised you were positively covered in cum, but the thought only made you smile happily. It’s what you’d gone to the studio for, after all.

You felt your body go lax, finally sated as you collapsed on the leather. Chan rubbed his hand over your hip soothingly, and then he was jumping off the sofa and running around the studio like a maniac. Jisung used his t-shirt to wipe your face, giggling.

“Where the fuck are the wipes? We’re gonna get cum on the sofa, what the fuck-”

“Chan, chill out,” Changbin chuckled. “It’s not the first time and it won’t be the last.”

Jisung shrugged, soft cock still slightly covered in his cum. Or, was it Changbin’s? You weren’t sure. “I can lick it up, y’know-”

“Yeah, sounds great, Sung. Then we get round two, and the song really doesn’t get done, does it?” It was hard to take Chan seriously with his hands on his hips and trousers around his ankles, and you giggled. Chan looked at you, trying to suppress a smile. “Don’t start. You’d love round two, I’m sure.”

“Of course I would,” You stretched on the sofa like a cat, knowing full well you were smearing cum everywhere. Chan groaned, but just shook his head, sitting on the computer chair. “I’m gonna take a nap. Feel free to wake me with cock, guys.”

“Insatiable,” Changbin scoffed, but he kissed your cheek anyway. “Jisung, back in the booth.”

“Oh, yeah. I’m totally ready now, actually. Let’s do this.”

You smiled as you let your head fall back onto the arm of the sofa, and you heard more bickering over the track before you let your eyes close. You were sexually sated, really, but the question was how long that would last.

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facioleeknow · 4 months

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A peek into the bedroom

3racha x chubby!reader headcanons about their suggestive behaviour and how they behave in the bedroom

WC:481 Genre: smut

TW:smut 18+ only

@kflixnet

@comet-falls you convinced me so I did it

Chris

extremely touchy person

loves to grab a handful of your ass anywhere anytime

face down, ass up is the way for this man

very rough but knows you can and will take it ;)

loves to squeeze your hips when fucking you

loves squeezing your thighs when eating you out

his goal is to leave fingerprint marks all over you

..and maybe a few handprints on your ass eheh

loves to leave bite marks on your neck and belly

might go easy on the neck because it’s a generally exposed area but on the belly…

HE IS BITING

on nights when he feels a little more romantic he loves to switch positions and always puts you in a mating press because he wants to see your face <3

loves doing it raw because he gets to cum in you

BREEDING KINK

always overstimulates himself because he likes the idea of fucking his cum back into you

big in cuddles after sex, they’re a must

good boyfriend ™

Changbin

softest and kindest pleasure dom to ever exist

loves to see you in expensive pretty lingerie, prefers pink but as long as he is taking it off of you it really doesn’t matter that much

this dude lifts almost 150kg he CAN and WILL manhandle and throw you around

lovingly of course

loves to pick you up and just fuck you

wall sex, shower sex, counter sex

loves anything that involves using his strength on you

hates edging because doesn’t like to make his pretty baby wait

big into overstimulation

big into body worship

pretty vanilla

loves missionary but adores it when you ride him because he likes to see your tits bounce

NEEDS to see your face

textbook version of boyfriend

aftercare king

husband material

Han

absolutely adores you

like actually worships you and kisses the ground you walk on

subby hannie <3

oral fixation goes crazy

loves to suck on your fingers and loves when you suck on his fingers

loves eating you out, wants to do it AT LEAST once a day

wants you to suffocate him with your thighs so bad, he begged you for weeks

often cums in his pants when he eats you out

prefers eating you out than getting sucked off

literally everytime you wanna suck him off you need a good 10 minutes worth of convincing

loves cowgirl

when you’re on top you look even more like a goddess to him

tends to cum quick because he’s too excited but can go a few rounds so that doesn’t stop him

once you sent him a audio message of you moaning and playing with yourself and he came untouched <3

actually obsessed with you

falls asleep right after sex, he likes to lay on your chest and he makes those little noises in his sleep

sometimes likes to suck your nipples to sleep

he’s cute <3

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mykoreanlove · 4 months

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3+1

„Why are you always hanging out with them?“

Judgy eyes mustered you intensely. You shrugged your shoulders, already bored by this conversation.

„Why wouldn’t I?“

Confusion was written boldly on your date‘s face.

„Well, you’re a girl and they are three guys so I don’t know. Isn’t that odd?“

A sad smile formed on your lips. You took another sip of your martini and got up from the table.

„No baby, your insecurity is odd. Bye.“

You turned around and left, ignoring his pleas to come back.

A mixture of frustration and restlessness engulfed you, so you decided to visit your favorite trio instead of going home. They were working relentlessly the past couple of weeks, you were pretty sure they needed the distraction just like you did.

„Guys?“, you shouted as you entered the studio.

„Well, well, well. Look who the cat dragged in“, Chan teased as he saw you. You rolled your eyes, too vulnerable to handle his attitude.

„Where’s Binnie? I’m not here to see you.“

You walked over to the booth where Changbin and Han discussed lyrics, observing them from outside as you felt Chan‘s strong arms slung around your waist.

He nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck and kissed the skin softly. „Since when are you not here to see me, babygirl?“

Your head fell back as you sighed heavily.

„Chan, I’m in distress. Do something.“

His hands wandered to your ass, squeezing hardly.

„You want something like this?“

Chan didn’t wait for an answer and moved his hands higher, kneading your breasts now. „Or something like this?“

The door of the booth flung open instantly.

„Whoa, whoa, whoa. What is going on here?“, Han asked erratically.

Your head stayed on Chan‘s chest as he answered for you.

„Y/N is having a rough day and needs some distraction I suppose.“

Han‘s eyes saddened for a second, he hated seeing you suffer. Changbin pushed Han to the side and made his way to you.

„Whatever my sexy goddess wants, she gets.“

He took your face into his hands and kissed you passionately. You grabbed his hair and pulled lightly, scratching his scalp a bit. You felt yourself getting wet as he groaned into your mouth. Additionally, you felt Chan‘s hands on your tits, kneading and pinching your nipples through your clothes. Heat rushed through you, you wanted more. You pressed your ass into Chan, feeling him getting hard behind you.

„You gotta be kidding me“, Han mumbled under his breath. „Where should I fit?“

You felt connected to all of them, but this little quokka was your favorite - you knew exactly what he was thinking. Your left hand left Binnie‘s hair and waved at him, motioning him to position himself between your legs.

Han gulped but complied, he loved being involved in this. You felt his hands on your thighs, freeing you from your skirt and panties. It was hard to concentrate while Changbin was sucking your face and Chan pinching your nipples. Loud Moans escaped your sweet mouth as Han‘s tongue circled on your clit, making you loose your mind.

The other two stopped, surprised by his involvement like this. For a while they watched you both, gaining pleasure from seeing Han eating you out like that.

„Bin?“, Chan whispered. Both shared an agreeing look and proceeded with their plan.

„Just how much in distress are you, baby girl?“, Chan whispered into your ear.

You panted, unable to form whole sentences. „All. The. Stress.“

Chan‘s fingers entered you from behind, stretching you out in the best way possible. „Fuck“, you moaned even louder.

„You like that, baby girl?“

His fingers went faster, a perfect addition to Han‘s tongue. You opened your eyes as you realized that only two pairs of hands were on you - where was Binnie?

„Fuck, Binnie baby. Cum like that.“

Changbin was standing in front of you, his meaty dick in his hands, jerking himself off.

He smirked and replied: „Only if you cum first, babe.“

The boys understood their assignment and intensified their pace, it didn’t take long and you exploded right there. Your orgasm washed over you like a tsunami, toes curling even in your high heels.

Chan held you in his arms, giving you stability since your legs shook uncontrollably. You regained composure and looked at Changbin, squirming and shooting his cum right on his own tummy.

You let out a laugh and relaxed, thankful for the boys‘ presence in your life.

„Your date didn’t go so well, right?“ Han asked, sat on the floor patiently.

You shook your head.

„No, he was the wrong guy for me.“

„Why?“, Changbin asked curiously.

You sighed. „Well, he had a problem with me spending so much time with you guys.“

Chan‘s chest vibrated from laughing.

„So, 3racha is the reason why your date went wrong?“

You looked up at him, nodding.

„Well, I guess we better make up for that.“ He placed a sweet kiss on your nose.

„What do you say, round 2?“

„And 3?“, Han and Changbin chimed in.

You smirked naughtily - who were you to deny a compensation like that, huh?

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straylightdream · 4 months

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what am I missing?

act twelve: “What’s your opinion on sex toys?”

feat: bang chan x f.reader, seo changbin x f.reader, han jisung x f.reader

↳ in your mid to late twenties you’re left wondering if you missed your sexual awakening. With a the help of friends you start to really find yourself.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: for the story as a whole angst, a little fluff, body image issues, and self doubt, cussing all smut warnings listed below for what is in this story.

series masterlist

𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬.

𝐚𝐧: what is everyone thinking about each of the boys so far?

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: nipple play, clit and vaginal fingering, lots of dry humping and some dirty talk. for the story as a whole, oral (fem & male receiving), piv, unprotected sex, groping, threesome, use or traffic light system, choking, and spanking, the mc calls herself a slut more warning to come. Soft but dominant jisung, kinda sub reader for jisung. Being tied up during sex, anal play, use of a butt plug, names such as baby, princess and good girl

It’s your day off and you originally planned on staying home but Jisung asked you to go shopping with him. Shopping didn’t last long until you ended up back at your place.

You originally turned something on to watch but you don’t even think you actually watched ten minutes of it before you ended up sitting on your knees between his spread legs. He sat on your couch completely bare with his fingers threaded through your hair helping your movements. Each time you bob your head you take him in your mouth as far as you can. A slur of praises leaving his mouth with each drag of your tongue against his length.

“You’re such a good girl,” he moans. Your stomach flutters at his praises. “Baby if you keep it up I’m going to blow in your mouth.

You pull off his length with a little spit connecting you to his length. You wipe your mouth and smile up at him. Reach over he wipes your lip.

“How does the princess want it?”

You push your thighs together desperately wanting some relief. “I want you.”

“What did I say about using your words?” He raises his eyebrow.

You know he’s being stern with you because he wants you to be more confident when it comes to sex, but you can’t help but feel a little embarrassed. “I want you to fuck me.”

“Do you want to be able to touch me while I fuck?” He moves to rest his hand on your neck. You don’t say anything as he gently applies pressure.

“Please.”

“What’s your opinion on sex toys?”

“What kind?”

“I bought you a pretty little butt plug I was thinking about testing out today.”

You’ve never tried anal but you would be lying if you said it didn’t intrigue you.

“Oh.”

“Do you want to try it, yes or no? I told you to use your words with me.”

“We can try it.”

Resting on your hand and knees he pours cold lube on your tight ring of muscle. This is a whole new experience you’ve never experienced before. He slowly runs his thumb over the muscle working on getting you to relax.

“I need you to relax,” he says before pressing his lips to your shoulder for a gentle kiss. “We’re using the traffic light system again. If you ever feel uncomfortable let me know immediately.”

“Okay.”

He runs his finger along the rim of your muscle. His finger slowly inside the place no one has ever been before. You’re not used to the feeling but you can already tell you’re going to enjoy it.

He takes his time getting you to relax while applying pressure to your ass. It’s not long before he inserts the lubed up plug.

“Fuck you look hot like this,” he groans. “Do you want to ride me? Or should I take you like this?” He runs his hands up and down your sides.

“I want to touch you,” you moan as he runs his fingers through your folds.

He pulls away before reaching into his bag and pulls out a condom. He slides it down his length before he sits with his back against the headboard. “Come here princess,” he signals at you. Without you saying a word you follow his command. You rest on your knees as you straddle his thighs. His hardened length is standing tall between you. He leans forward with a sly smile playing across his lips. His hand takes your breast roughly in his hand.

“Sit on my cock and once you’re full I want you to sit there until I tell you to move.” You silently nod your head.

Lifting your hips you align yourself with his length before you slowly sink down. The moment he’s fully inside you can’t help but moan at the completely full feeling of him stretching you out and with the silver plug snug in your ass. Your breathing is heavy as you take a moment to adjust. His hands roam your body. One squeezes your butt cheek before he slides his finger down to tap the gem on the end of the plug. You can’t help but gasp.

“Such a good girl.” You don’t say anything once again, you just silently nod your head. “What color?”

“Green,” you respond.

“I have one rule today. You keep your hands behind your back until I tell you that you’re allowed to touch me.” You knew that he wasn’t going to make this easy on you. You follow his orders and hold your hands behind your back. “Time to move.”

Lifting your hips, you slide up his length. You start with a slow but steady pace. Each roll of your hips you move up and down. His hand grip your hips helping your movements. Rolling your head back you can’t help but quietly moan his name. With this position your body needs more. You desperately need him to help you.

Closing your eyes you try to focus on the warm feeling in your stomach. He’s touching the spot inside you that makes you see spots but it’s not enough. You pick up your pace hoping that will help.

“Stop moving,” Jisung says, snapping you out of your thoughts. Your eyes pop open and you stare at him wide eyed. “What’s going on?”

“This isn’t enough for me. I need you to touch me.”

“The plug isn’t helping?”

“It feels nice but I need you to touch me. Please.”

“Okay princess,” he leans forward and gently kisses you.

“How do you want me to touch you?”

“Can you touch my clit?”

“Absolutely.” He kisses you again but this time he’s kissing you like he needs you to breathe. “What’s your color?”

“Green.”

“Princess, start moving again.”

You start moving your hips again. You move at a quicker pace this time. He kisses his way across your jaw as his fingers make quick circles on your sensitive clit.

Rolling your head back you give him more access to your neck. “Fuck I want to mark you up,” he groans against your skin.

“Ji-“ you moan.

You bounce up and down his length the quickest you can move. You’re chasing your high as the coil in your stomach starts to tighten more and more.

“Do you want to touch me?” He groans with his lips against your skin.

“Please,” you moan.

“You can touch me.”

He leans back with a smile across his lips. You reach out, running your hands across his pale skin. You touch every part of him you can reach. Leaning forward you press your lips to his for a heated kiss. Pulling your lips away from his you ask, “can I kiss you anywhere?”

“Fuck, yes.”

You kiss his neck leaving a trail of wet kisses in your path. He moves his fingers at a quicker pace knowing that you’re close to falling apart.

Leaning back you moan his name as you fall apart. You keep moving your hips hoping he falls apart soon. Your walls contract pulling on his length as he lifts his hips helping your ride out your high.

“Fuck,” he moans finding his own release.

Leaning forward your body slumps against his. Your head rests on his shoulder as exhaustion takes over you. He doesn’t say anything as he rubs his hand slowly up and down your back.

“You did so good,” he says softly.

You stay there with him still snugly inside you for a while as your high slowly fades away. When you slowly pull away you find him smiling at you.

“I’m so tired,” you say.

He rests his hand on your cheek and slowly drags his thumb across your skin. “Are you feeling okay?”

“Yes I’m just tired and my legs are sore.”

“Okay let’s get you cleaned up and then we’re going to cuddle.” Jisung is a man of his word. He gently removes the metal plug before helping you to the bathroom so you can pee before he lays you down in bed. He showers you in kisses as he cuddles up close to you.

“You know you’re my best friend right?” He wraps his arms around your stomach pulling back against him.

“You’re my best friend too.” You know that no matter what Jisung will always be by your side. You know that if at some point you have to stop this he’s still going to be your best friend.

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daydreams-after-dark · 4 days

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3racha, free use… just some thoughts 2/♾️

this is not a storyline, just hard thoughts and drabbles.

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4

‼️⚠️ MDNI / smut

You can’t help but spread your legs for them.

They don’t even have to say anything anymore. They just give you that look. Or a signal like tapping your knee three times and you just let your thighs part.

Sometimes the signal is they tap their knee three times. Like in the record studio when Chan turns to you and taps his knee, you automatically spread out wide on the couch for him.

You’ve stopped wearing underwear entirely now, so they get to see your always glistening pussy when you’re open for them.

The only intimate piece you wear is your collar. The one that indicates free use rights are in play.

It means they can take you on that couch you’re spread on. Which they do one after the other. They’ll command you to just stay there for hours, and when they’re not actually fucking you or eating you out, then you they insist you play with yourself. They want to hear your pretty moans all day long.

They used to bicker amongst themselves about who got to fuck you, but now they know you take three at once with ease. After they fill your holes full of cum, they’ll rotate once they’re hard again, and fill you some more.

Your favourite free use game with them is on weekends when they’ll visit your home, tie you to the bed and spend the day fucking you dumb. They’ll fill you up, make a mess, then go get food or watch a movie, leaving you tied up and dribbling out of everywhere. Then they’ll come back and do it again. Of course they keep you fed and watered — With cock and cum.

But they also take you on lovely dates, spend time cuddling you and watching movies. You love those days too. But free use for 3racha to do filthy things to you whenever they want? That’s your favourite days.

…..

Well there are some thoughts for ya 😱🫣

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chrizzztopherbang · 10 days

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3RACHA RECS

smut fluff angst

reader

3rauncha by @mintychanhwafics

studio break by @hornyfor-redacted-onmain

limousine by @minminyoonjii

slut by @skulla-rxcks

rec pt2 ft minho by @chvnnie

your moans would sound nice by @loubouskz

good for us by @wnterwnderlxnd

movie night by @slutsmut-racha

what am i missing? by @straylightdream SERIES

dark romance ft minho by @christopher-bangnaldoskzz

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3racha in the studio by @wegc

threesome by @linopls

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non idol 3racha by @daydreams-after-dark

free racha by @hoesheez

member x member x reader

sharing is caring pt4 by @skzms

freak show talk ft minho by @jl-micasea-fics SERIES

2am by @aesteraceae

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minminyoonjii · 1 year

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Since you're taking request... What about a size kink with 3racha because I'm 4,7 and have a ragging size kink because of them and pls make it dirty..btw I love you and your work so I give a kiss from me 💋💋💋💋

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💜Rules and Guidelines 🕯Summary: You haven't seen the boys in a while due to schedules. One night you met up at an event where your schedules overlapped. A wild night of lovemaking in the back of a moving vehicle. 💛AN

@spookydazecomputer I saw your initial request for Stray Love Haven but that reader was too much of a blank slate to suddenly insert a certain height difference. I hope I did you justice with this one. Kisses back to you💋💋

🌹CW

💌 This is a work of fiction, I by all means don't force ship anyone. They have the right to love whomever they want.

🍄Wordcount: 3.2K

You smiled, seeing a familiar figure sitting by the bar counter. Music vibrated the room, buzzing up your skin. "Haven't seen you awhile in these parts," he said, taking a sip of his drink as you sat down. You hummed, "What can I say? I'm a busy girl," you said, resting your head on your palm. He chuckled, "I've seen. Pretty impressive. sweetheart," he said, swirling the glass in his hand. You smirked, "Why, thank you," you said, sipping your complimentary water.

"Where are the boys?" you asked, tilting your head. He hummed, "They're around," he said, smirking as he shrugged his shoulders. You rolled your eyes, "Come on, Chris," you said, scoffing. Chan chuckled, "You know the magic words, baby," he said, taking another sip of his drink. You scowled, "Oh, fuck you," you said, glaring at his cocky attitude. He laughed, "Gladly, when?" he teased, making eye contact with you.

You pursed your lips, "I can't win with you," you sighed, shaking your head. He smiled, tucking your hair behind your ears "You don't have to," he whispered. Blood rushed up your neck "Oh, really?" you asked, clearing your throat. Chan chuckled, "Of course, there isn't a day where I haven't thought about your body quivering beneath me," he said, toying with his whiskey glass. You choked on your saliva, causing Chan's eyes to widen.

"Channie hyung what were you doing to our sweet girl?" Jisung asked, rubbing your back. "Take a sip darling," Changbin said, tilting your glass. Chan sighed, "I didn't expect her to choke," he grumbled, averting his gaze. You groaned, "What type of reaction were you expecting, Chris?" you asked, in disbelief. Chan pursed his lips "I don't know," he whispered, rubbing the back of his nape.

Jisung clicked his tongue, "Till now, Channie hyung still has no game," he said, shaking his head. Chan scoffed, "You're just as bitchless as I am," he said, rolling his eyes. Jisung smirked, "Am not, I have my sweet girl with me," he said, wrapping his arms around your shoulders. You squinted your eyes, "Since when was I yours, Han?" you asked, raising an eyebrow. He gave you a smug smile, "Since now," he said, kissing behind your ear.

You shuddered, "Possessive are we?" you asked, finishing your water. Jisung nodded, "Definitely," he replied, pressing his face into your hair. Chan scoffed, pressing his tongue against his inner cheek "Betrayed by my own boyfriend," he said, smirking. Jisung batted his eyelashes "For her, any day, hyung," he said, kissing your nape. Changbin sighed, running his fingers through your hair "Are you coming home with us tonight?" he asked, stroking your cheek.

You pursed your lips, "Do you want me too?" you asked, looking up at him. Chan reached forward, holding your hand "Of course we do," he whispered, nipping your ear lobe. You gulped, rubbing your thighs together as your breath began to swallow. The three men stared at you without a care of the watching eyes. Jisung chuckled, "Turned on, already?" he teased, licking his lips. You smirked, tugging his tie "I mean, with three large men surrounding little ol' me, it's bound to get my panties wet. Don't you think?" you asked.

"Fuck," Changbin cursed, loosening his own tie. Chan chuckled, "You're playing a dangerous game, little one," he said, holding your jaw. You faux a pout "Am I really, daddy?" you asked, staring up into his eyes. Chan clenched his jaw, "The limo is waiting outside, you know what to do," he commanded, releasing your jaw. Your eyes widened as Jisung lifted you over his shoulder. "Put me down, Han Jisung," you squirmed, hitting his back.

Jisung chuckled, "I will, eventually," he said, walking towards the limo. You whined, covering your flustered cheeks "Fuck you all," you growled. Changbin smiled, stroking your cheeks "Don't act like you hate this, darling," he said, patting your head. You grumbled, crossing your arms "Still," you huffed. Jisung cooed, patting your ass as he walked into the limo "Adorable," he said, setting you on his lap.

"What are you doing?" you asked, raising an eyebrow. Jisung hummed, "Nothing, sweetheart," he said, burying his face into your hair. You rolled your eyes, "Sure," you said, keeping your arms crossed. He chuckled, "Trust me a little, wouldn't you," he teased, rubbing your sides. You scoffed, turning your head "Trust you after you threw me over your shoulder like a sack of potatoes?" you growled. Jisung sulked, "Come on, sweet girl. You know I can't go against Chan," he said, faking a pout.

You gulped, sighing "I fucked up didn't I?" you mumbled, leaning your head on Jisung's chest. Changbin chuckled, "Pretty much," he said, rubbing your thighs. You puffed your cheeks, adrenaline pumping in your veins as you stared at the limo door. Jisung cooed, "You're going to burn holes into the door with that gaze of yours," he teased, kissing your shoulder blades. You squirmed, feeling so tiny in his lap "Fuck you all for being tall and big," you grumbled.

Changbin smiled, "Thank you for the praise, darling," he said, brushing his finger under your chin. Just as you lowered your guard, the door swung open. You gulped, staring at Chan's demeanour. Chan clenched his jaw, sighing "Get on your knees, now," he instructed, spreading his thighs. You instantly got on your knees, nosing his clothed skin "Daddy," you whimpered. Chan tangled his fingers into your hair "Have you forgotten your lessons, princess? Do I need to fuck it into your pretty little head again?" he asked, tugging your hair.

You whined, tilting your head into his firm grip "No, daddy," you keened, clawing his thighs. Chan chuckled, "Oh really? Is that what you think?" he asked, pressing his forehead against yours. You whimpered, cowering under his dominating presence. Chan laughed, tugging your hair tighter "Answer the question, slut," he spat, forcing you to keep your eyes on him. You moaned, trembling between his legs "No da-daddy," you answered, sinking your nails into his pants.

Chan sighed, releasing your hair "When will you learn, little one?" he asked, cupping your face with one hand. You sniffled, nuzzling his thighs "I'm sorry, daddy," you whispered, resting your cheek on his knee. Chan hummed, pressing his thumb on your lip. You parted your lips, sucking on his finger like muscle memory. Chan cooed, "At least you didn't forget all of your lessons," he said, removing his thumb. You stared up at him, mouth slacked.

Changbin chuckled, "She may be disobedient but she is smart," he praised, palming Jisung's growing hard-on. Chan smirked, "She's only smart when it comes to cock, isn't that right, little one?" he asked, unbuckling his belt. You nodded, sticking your tongue out. Chan cooed, shrugging off his pants, "If only you were this obedient all the time," he sighed, patting your cheek. Drool pooled within your mouth at the sight of his toned abdomen peeking from under his suit, a v-line prominent under his skin.

Jisung stuttered a laugh, moaning into Changbin's shoulder "Fuck, she looks so swooned," he slurred, panting as Changbin stroked his cock at a languid pace. You whined at Jisung's statement, needing to feel Chan's girth pounding down your throat. Chan chuckled, pulling down the waistband of his boxers "Isn't that cute," he mocked, hissing as his cock slapped against his clothed torso.

You moaned at the sight. His red pulsing cockhead, aching to fuck your tiny mouth. You gulped, slicking your lips with saliva "Please daddy," you pleaded, needing to taste his precum on your tongue. Chan sighed, cracking the joints in his neck "Is this what you wanted, little one?" he asked, stroking his hardening cocking. You nodded vigorously, eyes following his every stroke. Chan chuckled, removing his hand "Make yourself useful, baby girl," he smirked, resting his hand on your head.

You wrapped your hands around his girth, fingers barely touching. Chan groaned at the sight "How can a tiny thing like you take a cock like mine?" he wondered, pressing his length against your cheek. You kissed up his girth, "Skill," you giggled, licking between his slit. Chan moaned, staring down at you with half-lidded eyes. You sighed, swirling your tongue around his throbbing cockhead "Fuck, baby girl," he growled, clenching his abdomen.

You moaned, wrapping your lips around his tip, drawing a loud grunt from him "Oh god," he groaned, as you swallowed around his cock. You pulled off his cock, sucking the precum dribbling down his length. "Fucking hell, hyung," Jisung croaked, choking on a moan. Chan sighed, tilting his head back "Ah, fuck," he cursed, breathing through his gritted teeth. You slacked your jaw, sinking down his length.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Chan moaned, gripping the back of your head. You whimpered around his cock, sending vibrations down his girth. Chan growled, fucking your throat, using your hair as leverage. Tears brimmed your eyes, and you dug your nails into his skin. He hissed, bucking his hips up your mouth, fucking past your throat barrier with a lewd pop. You shut your eyes tight, hollowing your cheeks around his cock.

Chan grunted at the warmth enveloping his girth "Fuck you feel so good, little one," he rasped, noticing the bulge in your throat. The veins on his neck protruded as he clenched his jaw. Chan wrapped his free hand around your small throat "This fucking mouth of yours never disappoints," he chuckled, feeling his cock thrust down your throat. You sputtered, choking around his throbbing length. Chan groaned, hair matted to his forehead "Oh sh-shit," he cursed, pulling you off with a slick squelch.

You coughed, catching your breath. Lips coated in saliva and precum, eyes bloodshot from tears. Chan pulled you up, making you straddle his lap "Focus, baby," he whispered, stroking your cheek. You blinked away the haze covering your vision, "Chris," you rasped, groping his chest through his suit. Chan chuckled, kissing your nose "Welcome back, baby girl," he whispered, kissing down your neck. You mewled, arching your body towards his touches. He stripped off your top, brushing his big hands up your thighs. You shivered, moaning without a hint of shame.

Chan smirked against your skin, kissing down your supple chest "So fucking pretty," he grunted, marking your body. You whimpered, grinding your hips "Da-daddy," you huffed. Chan hissed, feeling his cock rub between your dripping thighs "So wet already?" he asked, nipping your skin. He cupped your clothed crotch, drawing a loud cry from you "Daddy," you wailed, rutting his palm. Chan cooed, tugging down your panties "Our perfect toy," he hummed, pressing two fingers into your hole.

Changbin grunted, licking up Jisung's neck "Fuck she's hot," he cursed, sucking on Jisung's sweet spot. Jisung whimpered, "You just realized, hyung?" he teased, letting out a broken giggle. You moaned against Chan's chest, barely having any strength in your elbows to hold you up. Chan curled his fingers, hitting that familiar spot within your walls. You cried, trembling on his torso "Ah, ah, ah," you mewled, taking everything he gave you.

Chan pulled out his fingers, drawing an annoyed whine from your lips. He chuckled, shifting his wrist to fuck you with more passion. Your jaw dropped into a silent scream as you clawed into the buttons of Chan's suit "Ahh," you slurred, eyes rolling back. Chan groaned, flicking your clit with every plunge, forcing you to your orgasm. The familiar coil snapped without a forewarning. You wailed, snapping open a few buttons of his suit. Chan held you through it, letting you ride out your high.

Your head spun, clouded with pleasure. Chan lifted you off his lap with ease. He lined up his cock with your hole, "Daddy's going to ruin sopping little pussy," he growled, pressing the tip of his cock within your slit. You cried at the intrusion, loving the stretch. Chan gritted his teeth, feeling your walls clench around his aching length. You sniffled, rolling your hips as he bottomed out. Chan kissed your neck, distracting you from the pain "Took me so well, little one," he whispered.

You moaned as he manhandled you with his cock buried within your walls. He turned you around, spreading your legs apart so the boys had a view. Changbin felt his knees grow weak "Oh fuck," he whispered, staring at your puffy folds. Jisung groaned, rutting his hips on Changbin's thigh "I would happily die like this," he grunted. You moaned, leaning your head between Chan's pecs, head barely reaching his shoulders.

Chan hooked his arms under your thighs, thrusting up into your dripping walls. You choked on a cry, thrashing your head against his chest. Chan growled, fucking at an unrelenting tempo, chasing his own high. You whimpered, sinking your teeth into your bottom lip. Chan chuckled, "Why are you hiding your sweet noises, little one? There's no point hiding your filthy cries, everyone in this limo knows exactly what's going on," he grunted, bucking his hips.

You moaned into his suit, reality dawning over you that you were still in a moving vehicle with a driver. Chan noticed your expression, "Aww, is our sweet slut aware of her situation. Don't worry about the driver, he's trained not to care one bit," he rasped, gripping your inner thighs. Your eyes rolled back at the thought of being watched secretly. Chan growled, "You love knowing that he's secretly listening, don't you? Sweet little thing couldn't help but love the attention, no matter who it is," he spat, easily reading your reactions.

You whimpered, shamelessly nodding your head "Yes, yes, yes," you slurred, getting closer to the brink. Chan gritted his teeth, "Fucking hell baby, cum around my cock," he grunted, holding you tight to his chest. You cried, pleasure buzzing under your skin, "Go-gonna cum," you slurred, heavy panting. Chan fucked you with more vigour, setting a brutal pace "Cum for me," he rasped, groaning when your walls clenched around his length. "Ah fuck," he cursed, pumping copious amounts of semen up your pussy.

White coated your ribbed walls, some spilling past Chan's girth. Your body trembled against Chan's torso. He pulled his cock out of your dripping hole with care "Such a good girl," he whispered, kissing your forehead. Jisung sat next to Chan, manhandling you onto his lap "We'll make this quick, baby," he groaned, slipping his cock within your loose hole with one thrust. Changbin stood between your legs, lining his cock beside Jisung's "Our beautiful darling," he whispered, easing his cock in.

Drool dripped down the sides of your lips, barely a thought running through your head as Changbin set the pace. They alternated their thrusts, making sure you always had a cock filling your needy hole. Jisung bit into his bottom lip, drawing blood "Fuck baby you feel so tight," he hissed. You whined, letting them use your pliant body. Changbin groaned, wrapping his lips around your sensitive nipples. Your body jolted between them, high pitched whimpers split past your lips.

"God, I'm not going to last long," Jisung growled, quickening his pace. Changbin nodded, rubbing your clit as they fucked you at an erratic pace. Your back arched between them, drawing your last orgasm out of you, cumming over their cock. Jisung groaned, jaw slacking as he cum, painting your walls. Changbin moaned at the warmth, cumming right after, hips stuttering as he came. He hissed as he pulled out from your pussy, fluids coating his cock.

Changbin stroked the slick off his length, pressing his fingers in front of your lips. You parted your lips, swallowing the fluids Changbin gathered on his fingers. Jisung cursed beneath you, "Hyung are you trying to get me hard again," he whined, feeling his cock slip out of your hole. Chan chuckled, handing Changbin a pack of wipes, "We're home, get decent," he instructed, carrying you in his arms.

You grumbled, curling into his warmth "Chan?" you rasped, yawning. He chuckled, "Let's get you in a bath and we can talk after," he said, booping your nose. You wrinkled your nose, nodding against his suit. Chan brought you to the main bathroom, "Okay little one, off with your clothes," he said, removing your fluid-stained clothing. You shivered as he turned on the tub. "Feeling cold?" he asked, wrapping his arms around your torso.

You hummed, staring up at him. He chuckled, "What's wrong, baby?" he asked, stroking your cheek. You pursed your lips, not saying a word, head still fogging between mental spaces. Chan lifted you up, laying you gently into the water. He cleaned your body, rubbing liquid soap all over your skin. You melted into his touches, letting him take care of your exhausted body. He reached between your thighs, cleaning your folds and hole.

You whimpered from sensitivity, gripping his wrist out of reflex. Chan paused, cleaning with more caution. "All done, baby," he whispered, rinsing the soap suds off your skin. You stepped out of the tub, staring at Chan as he dried you up. "Go pee, little one. There's a toothbrush by the sink you can use," he said, guiding your wobbly legs to the toilet. You cleaned yourself up and brushed your teeth. Chan smiled, cupping your cheeks "Good girl," he praised, wrapping a robe around your body.

He carried you downstairs "Bin-ah," he called out. Changbin hummed, walking towards Chan "Take care of her while I wash up," he said, letting Changbin carry your small figure. You nuzzled into his plump chest "Warm," you whispered, sniffling his comforting cologne. Changbin chuckled, carrying you to the living room "Drink up, darling," he said, tilting a bottle of water past your lips. Jisung came down with a towel brushing his damp hair "Hyung gave me these," he said, handing Changbin the spare clothes.

Changbin nodded, changing you into the oversized clothing. Jisung cooed, "Cute," he said, seeing you rub your sleepy eyes. Chan walked down a while after, "Baby girl, we've been thinking of something," he said, holding your hand. You yawned, staring at him "What is it?" you asked. Chan hummed, holding your tiny hand to his cheek "We want you to be ours," he said, staring into your eyes. Your eyes widened, "Really?" you asked, searching for any lie in his voice.

Jisung smiled, "Of course. We weren't kidding, sweet girl," he said, reassuring you. You sniffled, wiping the stray tears dripping down your cheeks with the oversized sleeves. Changbin cooed, rocking your body "Why are you crying, darling?" he whispered, kissing the crown of your hair. "Because you confessed when I'm vulnerable and soft," you whined, trying to stop the neverending tears. Chan chuckled, wiping your eyes "Aww, we're sorry, baby," he said, pampering kisses all over your face.

You pouted, glaring at them with puffy eyes. Jisung snorted a laugh "Baby girl, you look so fucking adorable right now," he said, smirking. You grumbled, curling up into Changbin's embrace. Chan cooed, "Will you be ours, little one?" he asked, poking your cheek. You huffed, nodding "Yes," you whispered, blood tinting your ears red. Jisung cuddled behind Changbin "We'll never let you go," he chuckled, brushing your hair away from your face. You smiled, "Good," you said, melting into their affection.

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aesteraceae · 2 years

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2AM

Relationship: 3Racha (Chan, Changbin, Jisung)/fem reader

This fic was created for the @skzseasons may event!

Tags below the cut!

Word count: 7,142

Ao3 Link!

Tags: polyamory, songwriter & producer!reader, sub bang chan, sub Jisung, sub Changbin, dom reader, mentioned Chan/Changbin/Jisung, mommy kink, Noona kink, biting, nipple play, Changbin is a brat, semi-public sex (kind of, they're in a locked studio), voyeurism, foursome, 3racha is horny, dacryphilia if you squint, spanking, blowjobs, Praise kink, degradation, sadomasochism, face fucking, objectification, cum play, light pet play, edging, orgasm control, feminization

Notes: Mommy kinks are super fun to write, so I had a lot of fun with this one ^^

3racha's dynamic as a whole is so much fun, so it was a no-brainer to use them for this prompt.

If you enjoy this, please reblog it! It motivates me to write and I really enjoy hearing feedback, even if it's just an emoji or two <3

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The studio is pleasantly warm, the AC blowing hot air into the room to combat the chill of late fall.

Changbin lies over the arm of the couch, tapping out a beat on the leather cushions while he goes over the lyrics he'd written so far. His brow is furrowed, lips pressed into a thin line, and you can tell he's frustrated. Jisung is sitting on the floor, back against the couch, obviously half asleep but still making a valiant effort at humming a melody.

Chan's hunched over his desk, clicking away at the audio files they'd recorded so far, and grunting softly every few minutes. His shoulders are tense, bunching up with stress and exhaustion, held tight like he'll collapse if he lets it go.

And you're in the middle of it all, lyrics sitting abandoned in the little notebook you brought.

The night had started well, ideas flowing easily, inspired by the changing season and all the metaphors that came with it.

But after a few hours the motivation slowly dwindled, and while you knew when to call it a day, "rest" doesn't seem to be in 3Racha's dictionary.

"It's getting late." You say, unlocking your phone to see that it's already well past 2 AM. The building was likely deserted by now, but of course it wasn't out of the ordinary for them to stay up this late.

Taking the opportunity to work with 3Racha had been an easy decision, but you really wished you'd known just how often they did this before you accepted.

Jisung snorts, obviously aware of the irony with the phrase "getting" late. You nudge him with your foot and he grins, stretching his arms above his head.

"It is late. And we've been working for quite a while." He says the words around a yawn, snuggling back into the couch like he planned to sleep right there on the floor.

"We've gotta get this finished, Ji," Changbin says, but he yawns soon after, and you know fatigue when you see it.

"You guys can leave, it's cool. Get some rest, it is pretty late."

Bang Chan, ever the leader. Jisung rises, moving to get his bag, but you put a hand on his shoulder.

"And I'm assuming you plan to stay here?"

Chan takes off his headphones, and you don't miss his wince at the ache of blood rushing back to his ears.

"Yeah, I have to finish this track. I won't be long."

You lean back on the couch, crossing your arms, and take in the situation. Jisung was eager to leave, eyes struggling to stay open, but he was obviously unwilling to leave Chan alone here.

Changbin was hyperfocused, still chasing a thread of inspiration that would ultimately lead him nowhere. You knew the feeling well, and it was easy to recognize.

He was most likely not going to leave until he finished the verse or fell asleep on the spot.

Or, unless you helped him relax.

Chan, however, was a completely different beast.

You'd worked with Chan before. While this was the first time with 3racha as a team, you often came to help Chan with lyrics or production, a fresh set of eyes when he got stuck.

You'd seen Chan like this. His eyes are bloodshot and drooping, blinking a bit too hard to be normal. His hands are shaking around the mouse, making the headphones clatter, and the more worrying part is that he doesn't even seem to notice.

"Okay," you clap your hands together, making Jisung jolt and Chan wince. You send them both an apologetic smile but carry on. "I don't think anyone's being productive right now."

Jisung shrugs, Changbin sighs, and Chan opens his mouth to protest.

"Nope, I'm hearing none of it, especially not from you. We are taking a break. I'm going to get water, and we're all going to think about things that aren't working for at least 20 minutes."

Chan still doesn't seem pleased, so you amend the statement. "It's that, or we

all

finish up work for tonight and go home to sleep. Those are the choices, pick one."

"There's water in the mini-fridge," Jisung adds, helpful, and you smile at him even as Chan glares.

Changbin seems hesitant, but he hands over the notebook when you hold out your hand for it.

Jisung's already put his phone and headphones away, so you move on to Chan.

He looks pissed.

"Noona, I really don't think this is necessary."

You just smile, "Ah, but that's the thing! It's not your decision to make. I know, it's a hard pill to swallow for you."

The tease was a little uncalled for, but it did get on your nerves sometimes. You didn't care when he did it for Changbin and Jisung, but when he directed his orders at you, it made you want to slap him in the face. Only a little, but still.

Chan scoffs, straightening up in the seat, squaring his shoulders.

"I'm not a child, I think I can figure out when I need a break or not."

You glare right back at him, "Your hands are shaking, Chan. When was the last time you had water or looked at something other than a screen?"

Chan opens his mouth and closes it again, and you can practically see him do the math in his head.

"Six hours," you inform him, taking his headphones and replacing them with a cool water bottle.

Jisung gives Changbin a bottle and Chan breaks with a sigh, untwisting the cap and drinking. You're handing him another bottle the moment he finishes it, and some of the tense energy seems to drain from the room.

"Good. 20 minutes starts now."

…-…-…-…-…-…-…

20 minutes did not work.

Chan lasts all of 5 minutes before he starts getting restless, rolling around in his chair and sighing dramatically as if you're going to give him attention if he does it loud enough.

At least Jisung and Changbin are well-behaved. They're curled up next to each other watching some nature documentary, one they offered to watch with Chan as well, but he refused.

"Chan, stop sighing like a princess trapped in a tower. What's your problem?"

Chan looks up, caught red-handed, and you just raise an eyebrow.

"I feel better now. Can I please work? I have an idea."

"Write it down. I'm not giving the headphones back for another 15 minutes, so you're shit out of luck there."

Maybe you were being mean, overstepping a boundary or something, but Chan doesn't blow up at you. Instead, he pulls out a pad of sticky notes and obeys, writing something out and stocking it onto the screen of his monitor.

"Good job. That wasn't hard, was it?"

You're just teasing, but Chan's eyes widen and his ears go pink. You have to break through the wave of 'that's adorable' that floods your system to respond, but you're fairly certain it doesn't show on your face.

Your tiny tiny crush on Bang Chan, (and Changbin and Jisung, for that matter) was irrelevant right now. He was probably blushing because you embarrassed him, because you just spoke to him like a dog.

Oops.

Instead of something annoyed, however, Chan just says, "Thank you." And turns around in the chair, playing something on his phone again.

... Huh.

Chan didn't seem angry, or annoyed, or even like he was going along with the teasing. He seemed sincere.

You feel eyes on the back of your neck and look back to see Changbin and Jisung watching the exchange. Changbin's giving you a knowing look, one far more suggestive than you'd expected to ever see from him.

Jisung's trying to hold back laughter, pressing his face against Changbin's shoulder.

"What?"

Jisung snickers, quickly progressing into full-bodied laughter, and Changbin can't help but join in.

Chan, however, is fuming, ears practically glowing red, though you can't tell if it's embarrassment or anger.

"Could you two not be insufferable for ten minutes?" He hisses, carefully avoiding your gaze.

"What? What's funny?"

"Nothing!"

"Chan's just being a sub."

"Changbin, for fucks sake!"

Chan looks just about ready to punch Changbin in the face, glaring and huffing, and this is the opposite of what you wanted.

"Alright, everyone relax, Jesus Christ."

Jisung and Changbin's laughter dies down and Chan looks more mortified than angry now, which was only a little better.

"Okay. I'm confused? Did I say something wrong?"

"No, noona, you didn't do anything. Chan's just being horny, that's all."

Oh. Oh.

Sometime in the last few minutes, Jisung has shifted from beside Changbin to on his lap, and Changbin's drawing little patterns on his stomach.

Oh.

You... You might have missed something important.

"I can... I can go? I don't- um, I'm not sure what you've all got um, between you so I think I'll just... Go. Yeah."

Now you're the one blushing, finally putting together all the pieces you'd just brushed off as them being close. The little glances, jokes you didn't understand...

You needed to leave. Now. Maybe then you'd keep some of your dignity and not look like a complete idiot, or worse, a creep.

"Noo, noona!" Jisung whines, sitting up a little to reach for you. He looks small like this, wrapped in Changbin's arms, which is just the weirdest fucking thought, oh my god.

"None of you know how to explain things," he huffs, glaring at Chan, who's now got his face hidden in his hands.

"Okay, listen. It's not weird, yeah? If we thought it was we would have asked you to leave ages ago. But we didn't, so it's not weird." One of his hands gestures wildly as he speaks, the other one held securely in Changbin's grasp.

"Chan isn't weirded out by you either. He's embarrassed because what you said turned him on, and that was funny to us because we've had to listen to him pine over you for months."

Chan lets put a mortified groan, and you sit back down.

"You're the worst friends ever, for the record. Fucking horrible."

"You're the one who got all hot and bothered over a little praise, that's not our fault."

Chan looks up and you think he's actually going to punch Changbin or something, but he catches your eye and stops in his tracks.

You just stare at each other for a while, time slowing to a stop as you take in his expression. He's embarrassed, sure, cheeks almost glowing with heat, but there's also something bright in his eyes, like anticipation or hope.

"What do you want me to do about that?"

You ask, voice barely above a whisper. Chan gasps, his grip tightening on the armrest. "I- what? You don't have to- I'm sorry, this is so weird, you don't have to do anything!"

Why was that so

cute? Chan's words should be making you feel even more awkward, maybe even annoyed by his evasiveness, but you can't help the endeared smile on your face as he rambles out apologies and excuses.

Your voice is more of a purr when you speak next, cutting off another apology. "That's not what I asked, Chan. What do you want me to do to you?"

He literally whimpers, covering his face with a hand and pulling one of his legs up to his chest.

"Damn, noona. You're good at this."

You have an idea.

It was probably stupid, and might get you kicked out for real, but you're already here, it can't get much weirder.

"Hey," you start, turning away from Chan for the time being to address Changbin and Jisung.

"Has it just been Chan pining over me, or you two as well?"

Changbin seems startled by the question, cheeks flushing, but Jisung grins. "Yeah. We fuck a lot, you know, and we'd always fantasize about if you were there, telling us what to do."

You blink at them, waiting for the outraged protests, but they never come. Changbin's pretending to watch the documentary again, cheeks pink, and Jisung looks somewhat annoyed rather than embarrassed.

"Huh. Then, are you both okay with doing that now? I have an idea."

Jisung jumps off of Changbin's lap, moving to stand in front of you like an obedient dog.

Changbin puts down his phone and nods, his previous cocky attitude gone as if it had never been there.

"Good. And Chan? Are you okay with this? You can call it off at any time, any of you can."

He looks up, confused at first at being addressed, but he nods after a second.

"Okay. Let's use stoplight safe words, yeah? Green for good, yellow to slow down and talk, and red to stop." Jisung bounces on his heels, impatient and growing more so by the second, so you decide to hurry along.

"Chan, get up for a second."

He blinks at you, confused, but eventually his brain catches up and he stands, stepping toward you.

"Come sit on my lap, honey."

You take Chan's spot, patting your spread thighs for him to settle down on.

"What? But- I'm... I'm heavy." His voice is small, confused and scared, and you can't help but coo at him. "Shh, honey. Just follow directions, I'll worry about everything else."

Something melts in Chan's expression, and after a moment of hesitation, he walks back over, slowly lowering himself on your lap. He doesn't fully sit, hovering above you on his knees, so you hold his hips and guide him down.

He gasps at the contact, face somehow getting redder, and he looks away.

"God, you're so pretty when you blush like that."

He immediately goes to deny it, but you just shush him.

"Let's lay down a couple ground rules, yeah?" You direct it at Changbin and Jisung as well, who jump to attention.

"Number 1, none of you can touch yourselves or each other without permission." Jisung pouts but doesn't protest, so you continue.

"Number 2, if I tell you to do something, you do it. If I say you are something, like pretty, or cute, you just accept it and don't deny or protest."

Chan looks back at you, outraged, but you level him with a warning look. "These are in effect now, unless someone has an issue with them."

He opens and closes his mouth a few times, eventually sighing deeply and looking away again.

"Number 3, I want to hear every little sound you make. Every gasp, every moan, every

scream.

I'm taking full advantage of this room being soundproof. If I catch you muffling your noises, I'll stop touching you. Understand?"

Changbin curses under his breath, and you smile.

"Okay. I might add rules later on if I deem it necessary, but that's all for right now. Any questions?"

"What should we call you? Noona, or something else, like mommy?"

You think the question over for a moment, imagining how the boys might say both names, around moans or through tears.

"Either one. Mommy or noona, nothing else."

Changbin raises his head, a challenge in his tone. "And what if we don't? Will you punish us?"

There's a tease in his voice, something condescending and rude, but you just smile at him.

"If you want to go ahead and find out, be my guest. It'll be Jisung giving you your punishment until I finish up with Chan here, so I suggest you get it out of your system now, before my hands are free."

He curses again, louder this time, and you blow him a kiss.

"Alright. Let's get started, then."

You take Chan by the hips again and pull him closer, chest to chest, and ignore his yelp.

"You two, get on the floor by my feet and start getting each other off. Do whatever you need, but you're not allowed to take clothes off, and you need to ask me if you want to cum."

They jump on the opportunity, Jisung practically pulling Changbin down to the floor with him and into a kiss.

Sloppy moans and sighs quickly fill the room, so you turn your attention back on Chan. His dick is pressed right against your stomach, so close you can feel it twitch.

"Can I kiss you, honey?"

Chan nods, tongue darting out to lick his lips. You hold his jaw as you lean in, keeping him still as you press your lips to his.

He reciprocates as much as he can with his jaw held so tight, little gasps and sighs escaping every so often as you deepen the kiss, guiding his lips apart and sucking his tongue into your mouth, mapping out every inch of the wet space.

When you finally pull away Chan looks wrecked, tongue hanging out of his mouth for a few seconds, like he'd forgotten what to do with it without you there to guide him.

Fuck, this was going to be

fun.

If Chan got this overwhelmed from just a kiss, you can't wait to see what happens when you actually touch him.

"Fuck, hyung, you're so hot. Noona, you're making him such a slut already." Changbin moans, fingers tangled in Jisung's hair while they grind on each other, both turned so they can see what you're doing to Chan.

"I'm not a slut!" Chan snaps, ducking his head into your shoulder, and you can't help but laugh.

"But you are, Channie." Changbin's voice is low, almost a growl, only getting deeper every time Jisung rolls his hips. "Such, fuck, such a little whore." Jisung adds, far less coherent than Changbin seems to be.

"All noona did was kiss you and you're already shaking. Is he hard, noona?"

Chan's whining against your shoulder, shaking his head every so often. "N-no, I'm not a whore!" He says, voice shaking, and worry floods your system. "Chan, color?"

He gasps, choking back a sob, "Green. I'm green, I like it, just- it's a lot."

You nod, securing an arm around his waist as your other hand combs through his hair, gentle and grounding. You stay like that for a moment, letting him breathe, and once he doesn't seem on the verge of tears anymore, you tighten your grip on his hair and pull his head up.

"Tell them, honey. Are you hard from just a kiss?" Tears spring to his eyes again but you can tell it's from embarrassment this time as he raises a hand to cover his face. "Yes. I'm- fuck, I'm so fucking hard."

Changbin groans and Jisung lets out a delicious little whimper.

"Good boy. You're so good for me." You praise, sliding both hands down to his hips. You squeeze, gently at first and then harder, making sure he can feel your nails digging into his skin. "Mommy, fuck!" He hisses, back arching, trying to press further into your hands.

There's something about the way he says

mommy, desperate and shaky, like the word is unfamiliar to his jaw but forces itself out anyway, purely out of wanting to please you. You can't help but groan, using your grip on his hips to grind him against you.

Chan gasps, grabbing at your arm as you repeat the motion, rolling your hips up to meet him.

"Jesus Christ, Jisung,

fuck-"

You glance up, just in time to watch Changbin toss his head back, falling back on his elbows as Jisung grinds on him, both hands pinching at his nipples.

He shaking, gasping for air, and you can see his thighs tensing, see the euphoria slowly spreading across his face.

"Jisung, stop right now."

Your voice is sharp, and Jisung stops, more out of being startled than actually wanting to obey.

Changbin whines, reaching for Jisung's hips to make him move again, but you snap your fingers.

He pauses, staring at you with a mixture of frustration and annoyance.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you. What did I tell you to do if you're about to cum?"

Jisung climbs completely off of him, trying to hide the smile on his face.

"Fucking- stupid fucking rule-"

He cuts himself off on a groan, too embarrassed to touch himself with you staring him down like this but almost frustrated enough to do it anyway.

You heave a deep sigh and kiss Chan again, tapping his thigh once to signal him to get up.

He does, even if you need to steady him a bit.

"I hadn't even started with Chan yet, so you get to have

me give your punishment."

Changbin sits up, sensing the dangerous edge in your voice. It's intoxicating, seeing the fear and excitement in his eyes, knowing that you're the reason for it.

"And because you interrupted Chan's turn with your disobedience, you'll get him off while I punish you."

Changbin's breath hitches, and you smile.

You end up sitting on the couch with him over your knee, pants and boxers pulled down to his ankles while you rub small circles against the skin, just to see him squirm.

Jisung kneels in front of you, kissing and biting at his thighs, scratching his nails against the soft skin. He was excited when you asked him to help punish Changbin, but if you were reading Jisung right he wouldn't be well behaved for very long.

That was fine, though; You liked a challenge.

Chan's sitting next to you, petting Changbin's hair as he waits for your cue to start fucking his mouth.

"I'm going to spank you until you can make Chan cum."

Changbin perks up, glancing at Chan's dick by his face with anticipation.

"But, Chan will be fucking your mouth. You'll go at whatever pace he wants, or whatever pace I tell him to go at. Do you understand?"

Changbin noticeably deflates, swallowing hard. He'd underestimated your intensity, but you'd make sure to correct that mistake.

He nods, small, more of a shift really, and you smack his thigh. He jumps, snapping his head back to look at you, outraged. "Verbal answers, Changbin. Do you understand?"

"Fuck, yes! Jesus Christ."

You can't help but roll your eyes, grabbing him by the hair to guide him onto Chan's cock.

"Such a mouth on you, Jesus. Let's hope you're just as good at giving head as you are at mouthing off."

"He is," Chan whispers, eyes already closed as Changbin sinks onto his cock, hands scrabbling for purchase on the couch.

"Grab his hair, guide him. Just take what you want, baby, use him like a toy."

Changbin whines, thighs pressing together, and Jisung laughs, prying them back apart.

He slides between them, lazily jerking his cock while he sucks another hickey into his hip.

"Oh, do you like that?" You dig your fingernails into Changbin's ass, smiling when he jolts. "Do you like the idea of Chan using you like a toy? Having him fuck your mouth like you're just a Fleshlight, nothing more?"

"Fuck- god that's hot, shit." Chan groans, guiding Changbin's mouth in slow, deep thrusts.

His eyes are glued to Changbin's face, refusing to leave even when you lean over to kiss his neck.

"Binnie here's got a thing for being treated like an object," Jisung says, ever the helpful one, and you reach over to run a hand through his hair as a reward.

"Once, I used him as a footrest while I wrote lyrics. He was so hard afterward, all I had to do was pinch his nipples before he came."

Changbin groans, kicking Jisung with surprising force, and you wind your hand back and bring it down on his ass with a sharp

smack.

He gasps hard enough that Chan lets him up to breathe, stilted moans and whimpers at the leftover pain.

"Plus, he's got the pain tolerance of an ant."

You smack him again, a little lighter this time, but he still flinches away.

"You're so helpful, Jisung. Thank you, honey."

Changbin scoffs, glaring back at Jisung. "Kiss ass."

Another smack and all traces of smugness leave him, replaced by pain and pleasure.

"You talk so

much.

Get back to doing what you're good for, bitch."

Chan helps him back onto his dick, moving faster this time, and you make a little game of matching your slaps to the soft noises he makes.

He's sobbing after a few minutes, nails digging crescent-shaped bruises into Chan's thighs as his pace picks up again, now fully fucking his mouth. Chan's head is thrown back, one of his legs pulled up onto the couch for more leverage to thrust his hips back into Changbin's mouth.

Jisung joins in, smacking Changbin's thighs, right over every hickey and bruise.

Changbin gargles something, sounding urgent, and you pull his head off of Chan's dick.

"Gonna cum!" He shouts, tongue rolling out to still lick Chan's cock even with your hand in his hair.

Jisung grins, somewhat feral, and he leans in and

bites Changbin's hip, hard.

"Oh my god, oh my god- Fuck!"

"Don't you dare cum without permission, slut. Make Chan cum first, can't you do the one thing I asked?"

Changbin starts again with renewed fervor, licking and sucking while Chan gasps and moans above him, startled by the sudden change in enthusiasm.

"Oh my god-" He gasps, tossing his head back against the couch, and you can't resist pulling him into a kiss.

He tastes like sweat and heat as he moans against your mouth, high and desperate. You can't focus enough to keep spanking Changbin so Jisung takes over for you, whispering things in his ear and biting anywhere he can reach.

You don't pay him any mind, too preoccupied with Chan, with his masterful tongue even as he comes undone. "Please, mommy, I'm close," he pants, lips brushing against yours as he speaks and you don't want to pull away to give him permission, so you just kiss him harder, intense and

hot, and Chan seems to take the hint.

He groans, hips bucking up and shoving his dick deeper into Changbin's mouth, making him gag and moan around it. Chan pulls him off then, letting his head rest on his thigh while he rides it out. You reach for chan's dick, sliding your hand over it even as Chan whimpers from the overstimulation.

"So fucking hot. Did you swallow, Binnie?" You turn to him, hips still grinding into nothing, mouth sealed shut.

Jisung moves to whisper into Changbin's ear, "Go on, show her. Show noona what you like to do with Chan's cum."

Changbin leans up on shaking arms and kisses Chan, wet and sloppy, and oh.

Changbin didn't swallow, he held chan's cum in his mouth, and now he's kissing Chan with it.

Chan whines into the kiss, lapping up the cum from Changbin's tongue like a puppy, even making sure to lick up the excess that escapes their kiss.

"Holy fucking shit." You whisper, entranced, and Jisung climbs onto the couch next to you.

You don't pay him any attention as he starts pulling your clothes off, still too focused on Changbin and Chan, who've now started grinding down against each other. It's too good of a show to chastise them for it, and you suppose they both earned the reward.

Jisung bites your shoulder,

hard,

And you yelp. "Hey! You've ignored me this entire time, noona. I've been patient, I even helped! They'll entertain each other, please, I want you to touch me."

And just like that, your attention couldn't be further from the kissing pair next to you.

Jisung is flushed and pouting, annoyance bright in his eyes, and you can't help but feel a little guilty. That's alright, you'd make it up to him.

"Oh, you poor little thing," You push him back against the couch and straddle his hips, dragging your wetness over his aching dick. You're not sure when he got naked, probably before he undressed you, but you were too preoccupied to notice either action.

Now, though, it was hard to focus on anything other than your nakedness, how the warm air makes your nipples ache, and how perfect Jisung's dick feels against your cunt. He's not the biggest, smaller than Chan but a little bigger than Changbin, and suddenly your hit with the image of the three of them, lining their dicks up and checking which one was biggest.

Chan won for biggest, but you had to admit that Jisung's looked absolutely delectable. It curved upwards towards his belly button, decently thick and veiny, and you can't decide if you want it in your mouth or your cunt more.

Jisung reaches for your hips, not guiding your motions but supporting them, just looking for something to hold on to while you're taking him apart.

"Shit, please. I'm not gonna last long to begin with, please, I need you, noona."

You smile, bracing a hand on his chest to get more leverage to grind on him, "Aw, what an easy little pet you are. Are you gonna cum just from me grinding my pussy against you? Is that all it's gonna take?"

He gasps, turning his head away to try and hide his face in the couch cushions.

He's so pretty like this, cheeks a pretty pink, and you can tell your moans are getting to him. He's twitching against you, pulsing, and you're sure that you could feel his heartbeat if you focused enough. "Please, noona- I'm not gonna last, please!"

"So pathetic, I can't even fuck you properly without you cumming on the spot. Fine, cum, I'll just fuck you through it."

You finally reach for his dick and line it up with your pussy, sinking down in one smooth movement.

Shit.

You can't even tease him like this, entire body so insanely sensitive that you have to take a breather. It was easy to ignore the way you soaked through your panties while watching them, always more focused on dominating, but now, finally being stimulated after what must have been an hour now, it's overwhelming.

"You're so tight, oh my god-"

Jisung looks like he's just seen God, head thrown back and hips twitching, just begging you to move.

Some of the teasing spirit returns to you as you slowly start to ride him, long, deep strokes keeping you both on the edge.

"Fuck, so good. And to think, I'll only get it for a second because you'll cum so soon. Really a shame."

Jisung shakes his head even as you feel him twitch inside of you, watching his abs tense with the force of his upcoming release.

"Don't deny it, slut. You're going to cum, I can feel it. Do it, I want to feel it fill me up, I want to watch you whine when I fuck you through it."

Jisung moans, back arching, and his hips snap up once, twice, and-

You don't do this enough, you decide as Jisung cums inside you, sobbing and loud, holding onto your hips for dear life.

"Good boy." You keep riding him, shuddering at the wet slide and the absolutely obscene noises it makes.

"Fuck, look. Chan, Binnie, come look." You lean over Jisung, caging in his head with your arms. He takes the opportunity to pull one of your nipples into his mouth, which is not helping your attempts at being coherent. Changbin squeezes your ass, spreading your cheeks to get a better view of where your pussy takes in Jisung's cock.

"Can I touch, mommy?"

You can almost feel Chan vibrating with energy behind you, but your voice is so shot you can't do anything but nod.

He leans over your back and kisses your neck, almost reverent in his touch, and you feel that familiar curl in the pit of your gut.

The wet slide of Jisung's dick inside of you, his desperate moans directly in your ear, Changbin kneading your ass, and chan's lips on your neck, it's all too much to handle.

You feel a scream building in your throat and muffle it by pressing your lips against Jisung's, speeding up and swallowing down every whine he lets out.

Changbin snakes an arm around your hip and draws tight circles around your clit and you're done for, thighs clamping down around Jisung's hips and sinking fully onto him, scratching at his shoulders for something to hold on to.

When the world stops spinning you sit up, rising up off of Jisung and back into Chan's arms. He cuddles up against you while Changbin helps Jisung up, and you notice the wet spot underneath him.

"Oops. Sorry about your couch, Chan."

He just shrugs, burrowing deeper into your shoulder, and you hold him tighter. "This has to happen again. Immediately."

Changbin muses, the most lucid of them, already cleaning Jisung up a bit with a towel.

"Give me like 3 days to remember how my legs work and then I'm down," Jisung says, words still slurring together.

"I give it 48 hours, tops, before he's sending you nudes." Changbin smiles, approaching you with a fresh towel. You let him clean you up, unsticking from Chan for a moment. His touch is gentle and grounding, and you definitely feel less sticky when he's finished.

"Thank you, honey. You've got this aftercare thing down, huh?"

You can't help kissing his cheek before he turns to Chan, smiling at the way he flushes pink.

"I do it a lot. These two turn into liquid after they cum, so I usually do it."

You just hum, standing up to retrieve a towel of your own.

Chan manages to get Changbin into his lap while he cleans him up, so you take the opportunity.

He jumps when you start kissing down his back, but he doesn't stop you.

Chan does whine a little when you have to turn Changbin around, but he's quickly sated with a kiss.

Changbin looks confused as you clean up the sweat and cum off of him, but you pause when you see that he's still hard. He notices the moment you do, turning his head to the side and hiding his face with a hand.

"Did you not cum?" You ask, massaging one of his thighs, and he shakes his head, just a little.

"I got distracted by Chan, I wanted to make him cum, and then you were fucking Jisung and I sort of... Forgot?"

You put down the towel and sink down to your knees, smiling up at Changbin's blushing face.

"Well, that just won't do, will it? I didn't edge you that hard just to not see your face when you cum."

He looks down at you, startled, and you just smile, licking a long stripe up the length of his dick. He gasps, head falling back, and you can't help but laugh a little.

"You- you really don't have to, I'm okay." You smack his thigh, smiling again when he winces.

"Binnie, you earned this," you whisper, pulling one of his thighs up and over your shoulder.

"You took your punishment so well, and you took such good care of Chan and Jisung for me. You've earned a good, hard orgasm, and I'm going to make sure you get it."

"Really, it's okay. You don't have to worry about me. I've gone without cumming before, I'll be fine."

"Changbin, I want to make you cum. Can I?"

There's something hesitant but hopeful in his eyes as he says,

"Okay."

His voice is timid and low, and you wrap your lips around his tip.

Changbin wasn't the biggest, but he made up for what he lacked in length with thickness. There's a distinct satisfaction with having him in your mouth, full, stretching your lips wide.

He breaks out in full-body shivers when you reach the base, hands fluttering around for a moment before he decides on putting them on his thighs, back arching with pleasure.

You trail a hand up to his chest, cupping one of his pecs just to hear him whimper.

His thighs are shaking, and you can tell he's trying not to fully pull you into him, you can tell he's holding back.

"What is it, Binnie? You're shaking like a leaf."

He turns away, caught red-handed.

"I- it's nothing, I'm sorry."

That's bullshit and you both know it, so you turn your head to press kisses against his thigh.

"Tell me, honey. I just want to make you feel good."

The muscle jumps under your lips, still on edge, and you soothe him with a soft squeeze.

"I... It's- it's embarrassing." Changbin's face is fully buried in his hands now, bright red, and you hold back a smile to make sure he doesn't feel mocked.

"I think at this point we can get past a little embarrassment, yeah? I mean, your dick was just in my mouth."

He nods and takes a deep breath, finally peeking an eye out to look at you.

"You... Um, can you... Could you humiliate me?" His words are barely above a squeak but you can still understand him, and you smile.

"Of course, honey. But I was doing that earlier, and you didn't get like this about it. What else do you want me to do?"

He pulls one of his legs up to his chest and hides against it before he answers. "Can you, like... Call me girly things? I mean, like- treat me like a girl? I know it's weird, I'm so sorry!"

You coax his leg back down and rise up to meet him on the couch, keeping his thigh over your shoulder so he ends up almost bent in half. He yelps at the new position but you don't pay him any mind, instead leaning down to whisper in his ear.

"Ah. You want me to treat you like a little whore, huh? A slutty little girl?"

The reaction is immediate and oh so satisfying. Changbin gasps and his cock twitches against your leg, eyes sliding shut.

"Y-yeah..." His voice is barely more than a whine, shaky and soft, begging for something you're all too willing to give.

"Does my baby girl want mommy to touch her nipples?"

Changbin shudders, eyes slipping closed, and he can only manage a nod.

"Use your words, slut. Tell me, tell me how much you want it."

"Please," he whines, barely audible, reaching for your shoulder.

"Please what? I can't read your mind."

He huffs, frustrated, and you just smile at him while he works out what to say.

"Please touch my nipples, mommy. Please, I need it."

You lean down and wrap your lips around one of them, pinching the other, and Changbin

sobs.

"Mommy!" He gasps, burying a hand in your hair while you bite and suck, making his back arch and hips buck with every flick of your tongue.

"God, I love how you sound. Keep moaning like that for mommy, okay?"

You can see tears in Changbin's eyes as he nods, mouth opening around another desperate whine.

Changbin's writhing by the time you finally pull away from his nipple, lips bitten red and cheeks flushed.

"You're so pretty like this, all flushed and desperate for me."

You wrap a hand around his cock, rubbing circles on the tip, and he practically chokes on a moan. "Mommy please, please make me cum, I need it," you muffle his begging with your mouth, digging your nails into his thigh while you jerk him off, swallowing up his desperate moans.

He throws his head back after a moment, chest heaving with effort, and you pull back to look at him properly.

He's flushed pink from head to toe, legs shaking, hips bucking up into your hand with what little leverage they have. He's

loud, louder than he ever was before, whining and moaning at anything you do, even if it's just a heated look.

He's desperate for you, and the feeling is almost enough to drive you insane.

"Is my little girl going to cum? Do you want to cum for mommy?"

Changbin sobs, loud and needy, voice shaking, "please, please let me cum, mommy!"

"I'm going to count down from 3, okay? When I get to 1, you can cum."

Changbin whimpers but nods, eager to please you, to follow orders.

"Three,"

You speed up your strokes, leaning over to bite hickeys into his neck and shoulders.

"Two,"

Changbin sobs, scratching bright red lines into your back as he braces himself, that heat threatening to explode.

"One."

Changbin wails, thrashing like a wild animal as cum coats your fingers, sobbing and shivering as you stroke him through it.

Gently, you take his leg off of your shoulder and place it back down, retrieving a towel to clean you both up.

He's still jittery when you finish, shaking with aftershocks every so often, and you smile as you snuggle up beside him, pulling him up against your chest.

Jisung had long since fallen asleep, not even stirring with how loud Changbin was, but Chan was still awake, so he snuggles in closer to you as well.

"Thank you."

"What for?" You reach up to run a hand through his hair, resting your head on his shoulder.

"All of this. Helping us relax." You raise an eyebrow and he laughs, sheepish, "Alright, helping

me relax. It means a lot."

Chan's voice is soft, even a bit nervous, and it makes your heart rate spike a little even with how tired you were. "Of course. This was really good, 10 out of 10."

He snorts, but there's still something distant in his eyes.

"Alright, what is it?"

Chan breaks almost immediately, "Okay, just- you don't have to."

"Respectfully, you couldn't force me to do anything."

"Right. Well, all I'm saying is that I get like that... Decently often. And this... This helped. Not even just the sex, you telling me to relax and making me do it. It took away the internal stuff of thinking I should be doing more, because I can't. It's just... It's nice. So, if you're up for it, could we do this again? Or even regularly, if you want?"

Instead of an answer, you reach up and press your lips together.

"Stupid Channie," you smile against his lips, "As if someone could deny you three?"

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