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neowinestainedress · 2 years
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can you handle it?
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title: can you handle it?
pairing: suh johnny x jeong jaehyun x lee jeno x na jaemin x fem!oc/reader (no name, written in third person)
genre: smut, pwp, best friends!au
summary: Johnny drags her wildest fantasies out of her mouth, or to be more precise, out of her phone. But can she handle it?
warnings: smut, unprotected sex, fivesome, masturbation (f), oral sex (f&m), sex toys, (heavy) degradation, praises, dirty talk, orgasm denial/control, blindfold, anal (f), spit roasting, double penetration, blackmail (it’s a roleplay that starts halfway through, so no, she’s not really being blackmailed, 100% consensual), size kink, free use (kinda?? it’s more like a mentioned fantasy), squirting, fingers sucking, spitting, size kink, bulge kink, overstimulation, dacryphilia, dumbification, aftercare, mentions of breeding kink, (hard) dom johnny, dom Jaehyun, (hard) dom jeno, dom jaemin, sub!oc/reader | lmk if i missed something
word count: 12.400k
a/n: a gift for the 1k followers (thank you again, ily♡) because if I’m going to hell you’re coming with me. another adventure of them (you don’t have to read it to understand this)
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“Aren’t we a bit too early?” Jaemin asked, taking a look at his watch seeing they arrived at her place three hours before their date. They had decided on a movie night together, nothing crazy to spend some time together on an early September night. 
“We’ve spent all our lives being at each other’s houses when we weren’t supposed to, I’m sure she won’t mind,” Jaehyun replied, holding the bag of alcohol in his hand tighter. 
“If she answered maybe,” Jeno huffed and then rang her bell for the third time. 
“Jesus, I’m coming.” They heard screaming. “You could’ve left my pack — You?” She stopped when she opened the door and saw her friends standing in front of her. “What are you doing here?” 
“Don’t act as if you didn’t know we were coming,” Johnny said, lifting his hands with the bags full of food. 
“Yes, but you weren’t supposed to be here so soon,” she chuckled awkwardly, trying to fix herself, and diverting her gaze from Johnny’s that was a little suspicious of how flustered she looked. 
He knew that look on her face but shrugged it off. 
“Yeah, can we come in?” Jeno urged her. “We were bored at home. You don’t mind spending more time with us, right?” 
“No, of course,” she replied, moving to the side, pushing her grey sweatpants up and pulling down the camisole that was rolled up halfway on her stomach. “I just wasn’t expecting you.”
“I told them it was too early,” Jaemin said, leaning in to leave a peck on her cheeks before walking to the kitchen to leave what they bought.
“I don’t have anything ready,” she said, watching as they moved around her place as if that was their own, leaving their shoes and jackets at the door, opening drawers, and placing the alcohol in the fridge. 
“Great, should we get started and do it together?” Jeno proposed. “What even did you want to do? A cake?” 
“So… you’re staying, staying?” She asked, biting a hangnail of her thumb. 
“What, babe? Were you having fun without us?” Johnny asked, raising a brow and smirking at her, making her look away. 
“No,” she said, walking toward the kitchen while scratching her neck nervously. “I was so bored I was hoping you were going to come so soon.” 
“You didn’t answer me, by the way,” Jeno said, not paying attention to their weird exchange of lines and jumping on the countertop, shrugging when she glared at him, intimating him to jump off. 
“I wanted to make muffins but it was a special recipe, I don’t remember it.” 
“Well, is it in one of those books?” Jaehyun asked pointing at the culinary books behind Jeno. 
“Nope, I saw it on Instagram, I guess. I think I saved it,” she said. “No, yeah, I did, I also sent it in the group chat. I just need to get my phone and,” she stopped, furrowing when touching her thighs she realized her pockets were empty. “Where’s my phone?” 
“Want us to call you”? Jaemin proposed with his phone already in hand. 
“No, it’s on silent, I think,” she huffed, throwing her head back. Freaking habit of never turning the sound on. “Can you help me search for it? It must be here somehow.”
“Sure, maybe you placed it next to the door when you opened it,” Jaehyun said as they all started walking outside to look for it. 
But Johnny had a mere idea of where it could’ve been, so he walked upstairs, made way into her room and called it anyway. 
And there it was, a buzzing sound coming from behind a pile of messy blankets and… what… 
“God, I can’t believe her…” he whispered with a smirk on his face while he lifted the other object up. “This is going to be so much fun.” 
“Where the hell it is,” she cried curled up against the couch with her fingers tangled in her hair. 
“If you stay there it surely won’t pop out of nowhere,” Jeno said.
“No need to cry, I’m your saviour,” Johnny cooed, coming downstairs, and shaking the phone in his right hand while his other hand was hidden behind his back. 
“You found it!” She exclaimed enthusiastically, jumping from her spot and walking toward him. “Where the hell was it?” She asked, trying to grab it but Johnny lifted it enough that she couldn’t get it, making her quirk a brow.
“Johnny, my phone,” she insisted, the palm of her hand out, patiently waiting for him to give it back to her, not understating why he was acting like that. 
“Yeah,” he hummed, “don’t you want to know where I found it?” He smirked and her eyes widened at the realization.
An awkward giggle escaped her lips while she scratched her neck nervously. “You didn’t unlock it, right? 
“You don’t even have a password,” he replied. “But no, I didn’t. Wait, is the funny still on?” He teased, a mocking smirk on his face that made her knit her eyebrow. 
“You rang the bell out of nowhere, I tough it was the delivery guy with my box.” 
Johnny smirked again, moving his hand from his back, “a box full of these?” He asked, shaking the vibrator, making the others gasp. 
“Johnny, for fuck sake!” She screamed, trying to snatch it from his hand but Johnny was too tall and too strong compared to her so there was no way she could reach it. “Stop touching it! I didn’t even clean it.” 
“Pft, I was inside you, this doesn’t faze me.”
At his words she lowered her head, fingers massaging her temples, cursing lowly as she felt the others reach closer. 
“Damn, it’s also a clit sucker,” Jaemin pointed out, turning it around inside his hands. “If you want somebody to eat you out I volunteer.” 
“Just shut up, Nana,” she cursed. “And you, give me my phone back!”
“But I’m curious to know what you were watching...” Johnny cooed, giving her doe eyes.
“I wasn’t watching,” she said, once again trying to take her phone back with no success. 
“Maybe she was filming,” Jeno teased, laughing lightly at her flustered face. 
“I wasn’t filming,” she mumbled under her breath. 
“Then what were you doing? Don’t tell me you can actually get off reading what are those called? Ah yeah, smut books,” Jaehyun said with a frown of disgust on his face.
“No, it wasn’t even that,” she snapped, throwing her head back.
“Then what?” Jaemin asked, raising a brow.
“Johnny, no!” She screamed but it was too late, his thumb slid on her screen, and the page popped up. 
She gulped, silently watching his lips curl in a smirk before he chuckled. 
“Audio porn? Seriously?”
“Mind your business,” she replied through gritted teeth, glaring at him. 
“Should we get comfortable on the sofa?” Jeno proposed, placing a hand on her back.
“Nobody is getting comfortable nowhere,” she snapped. “I don’t judge you for the things you do, or watch or whatever”
“Who said we were judging? We told you, we can make you happy,” Jaehyun said, trying to calm her down.
“You will judge me if you see what I’m into,” she whispered. 
They looked at each other for a quick second, all thinking the same thing: how terrible were the things she got off to? 
But the first one to talk was Jeno, “Let’s make an oath then, we won’t.” 
“You trusted us once, can’t you do it twice?” Jaemin asked, batting his eyes at her, making her huff and turn his face away with a playful push of her hand.
“Fine,” she gave up and Jeno didn’t waste a second lifting her up to carry her to the couch.
“What’s with your thing of lifting me up as if I’m nothing? She asked and Jeno laughed.
“I would never want my princess to tire herself,” he pouted, and she rolled her eyes, thumb trapped in her teeth when Johnny sat in front of her and started looking through her phone without saying a word. 
This was a terrible idea, wasn’t it? 
“Why are you making those faces? Come on tell us what’s going on there,” Jaehyun said when Johnny kept giggling but didn’t say a thing.
“Well, umh, a ton of degradation... I’m surprised. Weren’t you the one that always cried as soon as someone raised their voice at you?” 
She whined loudly. “It’s the way they do it,” she cried, hiding her face behind the palms of her hands.
“Oh, should we listen to them?” Jeno asked, a teasing smirk curling his lips. “So we can learn how you like it.”
She shook her head, and mumbled, “the — the way you did it last time... I liked it.”
“Yeah, considering the number of audios with that tag, you love it,” Johnny sighed, shaking his head. 
“That’s —”
“Girl, free use? Really? You’re so gross,” he mocked, lifting his gaze to meet her eyes. 
She was about to remind him of the pact before but from the way his voice dropped low and his eyes were staring at her with his lips curled in a smirk, she knew that he wasn’t mocking. He was teasing because he knew that had an effect on her and, in fact, it did. Her thighs clenched together and she could feel the room get hotter. Why the hell Johnny had such a hold on her? 
“Oh,” the others whispered, getting their silent game without a word. 
“And free use in a... gangbang. Too many men, I don’t think you can take it,” he said, shaking his head. 
“You know I can. I proved it to you.”
“The numbers on this disgusting audios you get off to are a bit too high for you fragile, little body.”
Bingo. Another one. Johnny smirked when she squirmed more in her seat. 
“Imagine yourself surrounded,” he whispered, voice getting lower. “These big, tall men all over you with their big cocks ready to fuck you. And you? What would you do?” He asked, locking the phone for a second to walk toward her. His big body towering over hers as he lifted her chin up and pinched it. “You’d love it because you are disgusting. Because that shit turns you on.” 
She didn’t say a word. She didn’t even want to fight back because Johnny slipped into her fantasies so well that she couldn’t break the magic and the anticipation she was feeling. 
“And you really told us that being filmed is the wildest thing that turns you on,” Jeno chuckled. 
“Maybe she wants to be filmed so even more men can see her,” Jaemin teased, his breath fanning against the skin of her neck while Jeno’s fingers grazed her right thigh. “Isn’t it? The idea of them jacking off to you, not sleeping at night because you are the only one filling their brain. Making them go insane,” he whispered before his lips met her neck and started kissing it, a low moan slipped past her lips, head thrown back and wetness pooling between her legs.
“Yeah, isn’t what you did with us this summer? You loved knowing you had so much power over us.” This time it was Jaehyun talking, and slightly opening her eyes, she could see him stand tall next to Johnny. 
“Not answering?” Johnny asked. “Fine, if you want to do it like this. Get up,” he ordered and smirked when she didn’t waste a second to stand on her feet. “Get undressed while I see what else gets you off.”
“I don’t think —” she tried to stop him but was stopped instead. 
“Yeah, don’t think. Don’t talk. Don’t say a word. Follow my orders,” he ordered and she hummed. I think you like this, what’s with this title? You’re my object. My possession. My fucktoy. Seriously?”
“Do you really get off to that?” Jeno teased, laughing mockingly at her that was now standing naked, surrounded by them fully clothed. 
“Of course, she does, I bet she’s dripping already.” The phone slipped into Johnny’s pocket again, she moved a hand to stop him and take it back but he blocked her and clicked his tongue. “Nah, ah, baby. The phone is my possession, you were caught with your hands in the cookie jar and now we have to teach you some things,” he said, letting go of her hand. “Since you enjoy this so much, let me ask just one time... Would you want to be our free use fucktoy?” 
They chuckled when in a second she answered ‘yes’ but she didn’t mind.
“Great. But since I think this might be more intense than last time, let’s set some ground rules,” he said, looking at all of them. “I want to hear ‘red’ if anything gets too much for you, alright, baby? Even though you’re so pathetic that nothing will be too much for you,” he finished with a low laugh, looking into her eyes and she could feel her knees buckle before he moved his attention away from her.
With a wink of an eye, Johnny signaled Jaehyun to lift her back on the couch, making her sit where she was before. 
“Since you like to show off so much shouldn’t you do that?” Jeno teased, moving the other chair in front of her so he could see her perfectly. “You should show us how you touch yourself while those things play in the background. Come on.”
She gulped, shyly opening her legs, revealing how wet she was. 
“Spread it,” Jaehyun ordered. “Make it drip down.”
“No — no, I,” she tried to retort but their stern gazes shut her up while her hands moved to part her lips, eyes falling shut when she felt a gush slide down. 
“See. You can’t pretend you don’t like this. You are disgusting,” Jeno mocked. “And now fuck yourself with those fingers.” 
A moan slipped out of her lips when she slipped a finger inside her, feeling a bit of relief from the tension, her head rolled behind as the pleasure slowly intensified. She could hear the low curses coming from their mouths, and the rustling of their pants against their seats as they tried to find a bit of comfort for the boners inside their pants. 
“Stop playing.” Johnny’s groan made her jolt, head snapping up, looking at him with a furrow. 
“I — I’m not playing,” she replied with a shaky voice, heat washing over her body as she kept moving her finger inside because she couldn’t stop. 
“Yes, you are,” he said, laying back against the armchair, legs spreading open and her eyes couldn’t help but fall there, between his legs, the outline of his hard cock too visible to don’t make her look at it with heart-eyes. 
“If you want this so bad,” he said with a chuckle, sitting forward to cover his dick, “fuck yourself like you always do. Come on, you can do much better than one finger and your other hand nowhere to be seen.” 
She nodded, spreading her legs more and pushing another finger inside, an higher moan slipped out of her mouth while her hand shyly found the courage to move on her body, making them smile as they finally got what they wanted. And her hands kept moving, cupping her boobs and massaging them, eliciting more moans out of her. 
“Fuck,” she cried when she curled her fingers inside right where she wanted and pinched her nipple. 
“Bet you’re thinking about the audio of before, aren’t you?” Jeno joked, he didn’t even know what the hell she was listening to but he couldn’t care. All it mattered right now was her, totally exposed to their eyes, fucking herself so well he couldn’t keep his dick inside his pants anymore. 
She shook her head, lower lip trapped inside her teeth as she felt her stomach tighten when she started pressing her palm against her clit and grinding her hips against it. “Thinking — uhm — about you,” she confessed, eyes opening to make contact with them, drifting on all of them to see them half naked now. A smirk curled her lips, happy she could finally see their bodies again.
“Keep fucking yourself,” Johnny groaned. “It won’t be that easy to have us.” 
She whined but kept moving her fingers, adding another one. 
“Since you’re not thinking about those gross stuff, I want to see more,” Johnny said, unlocking her phone again, and at that point, she didn’t even care. The worse had passed, right? No, probably no. 
“Orgasm countdown?” Johnny asked, quirking a brow, making Jaemin lean over to see with a smile on his face, not a mocking smirk, just an entertained smile.
“Do they tell you when to come?” Jaemin asked. “Do you listen to the orders that men you don’t even know give you?” 
She nodded, eyes squeezing shut when she felt the orgasm so close. 
“Well, if you listen to men you don’t know you will listen to us, right?” Johnny said and she hummed, not even registering his words. 
“Stop,” he ordered.
“What?” She asked, shocked, looking at him, but still not stopping moving her fingers. They had already ruined the orgasm she was trying to reach before by showing up out of the blue. She just wanted to come.
“I said, stop. Fucking. Yourself,” he groaned, standing up, and only then she stopped moving her fingers. 
“Johnny, no, it’s not —” 
“Shut up,” he mumbled while he kissed her roughly. 
“I think you can use something else to have fun with,” Jaehyun said, the couch at her right hollowing when his knee pushed down the seat and he twirled the vibrator in his hand. 
“You — you want me to use that?” 
“Please,” Jeno huffed, coming at her left, “that’s probably your best friend,” he laughed. “Does it have a little bit of battery left? I think not.” 
“It surely does,” Jaemin said, pushing Johnny away and kneeling in front of her. “You always make sure it’s fully charged, right?” 
She hummed, nodding shyly, looking down at him between her legs. 
Jaemin smiled, his hands wrapped around her thighs and pushed them further apart, nails digging into her skin. “Will you be a good girl and keep your little toy on your clit?” He asked, and she nodded, shaky hands grabbing it from Jaehyun’s hands. “Good, and Nana will go down on you while you keep taking care of yourself, alright?” 
“Yes, mmh,” she whined when he lapped at her wetness. 
“Fuck, I knew you tasted so fucking good,” he hummed against her. “Come on, turn it on.” 
“Can you do it or do we have to do it for you?” Jeno asked when she hesitated to turn it on. 
“I — I can,” she whispered.
“Then do it,” Johnny urged. 
When the buzzing sound filled the room, Jaemin started licking and pushing his tongue in and out of her dripping cunt, dragging whimpers out of her lips.
“Is it the highest it can go?” Jaehyun asked, lips moving on her neck, leaving kisses and bites. 
“No — no, it can go, it can — fuck — higher,” she replied, feeling the orgasm that had been killed before starting up again. 
“Then turn it to the fullest.” 
“No, it — it will make me come.”
“No, no orgasm for fucktoys,” Johnny said sternly.
“No, please,” she whined louder when Jeno pushed the button and raised the vibrations. “I can’t.” 
“You can,” Jaemin mumbled against her. “You’re doing so good.” 
More senseless begs came out of her mouth but they were unbothered as their lips were busy kissing other parts of her body, not even leaving a single inch uncovered. 
Jaemin hands were firmly wrapped around her thighs, keeping them apart, caressing the skin ever so often to soothe her and calm her down. But she was struggling to hold her orgasm in when Jaemin was sucking and licking so passionately, his hums muffled against her wetness were literally making her go crazy. 
“You love it so much,” Jaehyun whispered against her neck, lips sucking and teeth nibbling her skin. “And he loves eating your pussy so much. Are you that good, baby? Do you drive everybody crazy with your sweet little pussy?” 
“I don’t know,” Jaemin mumbled before pulling away, “about the others but, fuck, she’s definitely driving me crazy,” he said, before he leaned down again, this time pushing two fingers inside, making her hips jolt against him in surprise. 
“You’re so sensitive,” Jeno laughed, starting to move the vibrator, stimulating her even more while his other hand cupped her right boob, massaging the skin and pinching the nipple. “Are you gonna come in his mouth?” 
She nodded, mind hazy, and mouth already dry. But Johnny had other plans, lost between the sight of them teasing her and stimulating her he didn’t stop scrolling through her phone.
“Guys, stop.” She was brought back to earth when Johnny stopped them. “There’s an interesting amount of face-fucking.” 
“It’s not so much,” she replied, whining.
“But even one it’s enough,” he said. “And spitting, too… So, you are into it?” 
She avoided his gaze, trying to close her legs but Jaemin blocked them open. “I — I wasn’t before Jeno did it,” she confessed. 
Jeno smirked beside her, a low chuckle rolling out of his lips before his fingers turned her face toward him. “Really, baby? It’s also my fault that you’re so dirty?” 
She was about to reply but he shushed her, fingers placing on her lips. 
“No, no, it’s fine. I mean, you do look pretty looking like a mess, so maybe we should get started,” he said, caressing her lips with his thumb. “Get you all messy while you suck our cocks and then later give you what you want.” 
“Come here,” Jaemin said, getting up from between her legs. “Repay the favour back?” 
“You don’t know how to facefuck her,” Jeno complained. 
“The hell do you know about that?” The younger replied, pushing him off while he waited for her to get on her knees. 
“She wants it hard and you’re too nice for her.” 
“Fuck off,” he simply replied before grabbing his hard throbbing cock and pushing it against her lips. “She likes it the way I give it to her. Right, baby?” He hummed, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear and when she nodded, he smirked.
“Fuck, yeah,” Jaemin moaned when he pushed in her open mouth and her eyes looked up at him. Her jaw went slack as she let him thrust into her mouth. 
Jeno wanted to complain again about how it wasn’t hard enough but Johnny’s glare at him shut him up. 
“Oh, shit, baby,” Jaemin moaned, throwing his head back as his hips started moving faster, making her gag ever so often. “You’re such a good girl for me.” 
The praise made her shift in her place, but made her work harder, meeting him halfway through. 
“Is it too big for you?” He cooed, lower lip pouting out as he stared at her watery eyes. “Noo?” He sang when she shook her head and moved against him. “Keep bobbing your head on my big cock, come on.” 
“You need to fuck her harder,” Jeno muttered under his breath, making her eyes shift on him for a second before she brought them up on Jaemin that wasn’t looking at her. 
“You need to mind your business,” he lashed out before looking at her again, tone turning sweet again. “Do you wanna gag on my cock, baby?” 
She hummed, ass wiggling in excitement, eliciting an ‘I told you,’ from Jeno. 
“Take a deep breath, then,” Jaemin said, pulling out of her and giving her time to breathe again. “And now take it all, deeper and harder, because you love — fuck — my cock so much. Gag on my cock like a good girl.” 
It wasn’t like she had many choices when his dick was reaching the back of her throat, she had a quite good gag reflex but it still made her gag around him, spit starting to drool down her chin as the blowjob got messier. 
“Can you hold me in? Fuck,” he moaned, his fingers reaching the back of her hair and tangling in her hair. “Hold my cock right there and then — shit — I pull out and only then you’ll breathe.” 
She gasped when he pulled out after pressing it all the way down her throat. 
“One more time, baby. You’re so good — fuck — your mouth’s gonna make me come,” he groaned, once again slipping completely into her mouth, her throat closing around his tip was the last drop he needed to come, cum filling her mouth, giving her no chance but to swallow. “Fuck, so good, so good,” he moaned before pulling out, watching her gag, and try to don’t make a mess while she coughed and spurted out some cum and spit. 
“Look at you,” Johnny cooed, wiping the spit that rolled on her chin but instead of cleaning it, he let it drip down on her boobs, “such a messy, dirty little girl, aren’t you?” 
She nodded mindlessly, pushing up, trying to kiss him but he smirked, pulling away.
“I found out another interesting thing about you.” 
“Another?” Jaehyun whispered, what the fuck was she hiding? 
Johnny snickered, “No, this one it’s not that bad. It’s cute, actually.” 
“What? One audio with vanilla sex that probably ended up there by mistake?” Jeno mocked, chuckling lowly. 
Johnny shook his head, pushing the hair that stuck to her forehead back and leaving a kiss on her forehead that made her squirm under him. “Our baby wants to be praised, doesn’t she?” 
“Praised?” Jaehyun asked. “Didn’t you want to be degraded two seconds ago?” 
“I — is it weird that — fuck,” the words got stuck in her mouth when the vibrator started buzzing against her clit again, she didn’t even register that Johnny had kneeled down so he could press it right where she needed the most, too focused on the others. 
“What’s weird, baby?” He cooed, urging her to keep going. 
She cried, head falling forward, thighs clasping together but it wasn’t enough to dim the sensation of the vibrations and the sucking on her clit. “That both turn — turn me — fuck — turn me on.” 
They chuckled but shook their heads.  
“Not the weirdest shit that turns you on,” Jeno said. 
“But to be praised you need to be good, princess,” Jaemin teased, and she didn’t bother lifting her gaze and looking at him, trying to fight back the orgasm while the toy was working on her at such high speed was the only thing she could focus at the moment. 
“I think she has been good,” Jaehyun pointed out, smiling at the way her body was twitching under Johnny, but she didn’t move at all to pull away or stop the torture in any way. She had always been too headstrong when she had to prove a point. 
“What do you say, Jeno? Should we let her come?” Johnny asked, raising the vibrations higher, making her head snap up, watery eyes looking up at him, begging him to say yes. 
Jeno smirked, he was tempted to say ‘no’ and see how much she could last but didn’t. “She was good. Let her come.” 
Her body slumped against Johnny in relief, and the older laughed. “You heard him, come.” And she let go, body relaxing while her muscles finally let go of all the pent-up tension, she started shaking in Johnny’s arms and only stopped when the climax passed. 
“Why are you — mhh — why are you looking at me like that?” She asked when her eyes moved up and she met Johnny’s mocking face. 
“You said you could take more than us and you’re already wrecked,” he pointed out. “We didn’t even start and I’m sure there’s so much more that turns you on.” 
“I can, I’m not tired,” she replied, daring eyes looking into his. 
“Let’s see,” Jeno said, standing up to scoop her up from the floor and place her on the couch again. “Didn’t she have a thing for… what was that?” 
“Free use?” Johnny continued, tilting his head. 
“Yeah. Maybe we should leave you here, bent over,” he said, pushing her chest against the backrest and parting her legs on the seats, “blindfolded,” he whispered, “and each of us will fuck you in every hole and you will have no idea who’s doing what. Do you like that?” 
She should’ve hesitated, at least to pretend she had a bit of dignity left, but nothing but “Yes, please, just… use me,” passed through her mind and slid right out of her mouth like a plea. 
“Is that what you want, bunny?” Jaemin asked, walking around the couch to come in front of her. 
“Yes, please. Fuck me dumb,” she begged, looking up at him before turning around to look at the others. 
Before she could beg another time, she felt them all over her. Jaemin was busy kissing her, intensely but rather slowly, taking his time. While she could feel Jaehyun and Jeno’s fingers brush against the skin of her back, causing shivers to run down her spine. 
She gasped in Jaemin’s mouth when Jeno pushed two fingers inside her pussy, the cold steel of his rings making her squirm more under his touch. 
“Mhh, fuck,” she moaned when Jaehyun moved a hand under her, his fingers making circles on her already sensitive clit. 
And she wouldn’t have minded if they kept going like this, but, in the blink of an eye, Johnny was downstairs again — not that she ever saw him leaving in the first place. 
“I saw you were well equipped with the lube,” he teased, throwing the bottle to Jaehyun, but she could barely turn around because Jaemin forced her head forward, still nibbling at her lips and whispering teasing words. “And for the blindfold… I guess this bandana will do,” he said, lifting up one of her bandanas, red and silky. “I hope we won’t ruin it, it seems… rather good.” 
She hummed mindlessly, watching as Jaemin took a step to the side to let Johnny come in front of her. She looked up, meeting his eyes one last time before her vision went blank. 
He gently placed the fabric around her head, covering her eyes before his fingers moved skillfully to close it around the back of her head, tight enough to make it stay in place but not too much to hurt her. 
“Is it good, baby?” He asked, brushing her lips and then pinching her chin. 
“Yeah, ‘s good.” 
“Great,” Johnny cooed. 
“Fuck, who’s — umh — who’s that?” She moaned in a choked voice when a finger slipped past her asshole. 
“What, baby?” Jaehyun cooed. “You loved that last time.” 
“Yeah, I — ummh — I wasn’t expecting that,” she mumbled, breath getting heavier as both he and Jeno started thrusting faster. 
“Yeah, I’m pretty sure that if I scroll through your favorites again it will be full of anal, am I right?” Johnny mocked. Well, he did scroll through more of it, and he knew that was true, just like plenty of other things he planned of doing that night. She couldn’t see but from his voice, she got that he was still standing in front of her. “I said, am I right?” He talked again, slapping her cheek with his cock, surprising her. 
“Yes — yes,” she replied. 
“You looked terrified when I proposed to you,” Jaemin chuckled. “We really have a bad influence on you,” he cooed, pushing his thumb inside her mouth. “Your mother was right.” 
“Bet your mom still thinks you’re her innocent, little daughter,” Jeno teased, inserting the third finger inside her cunt, chuckling at the way she was dripping down the couch. 
“Maybe we should show her your internet history,” Johnny said. 
“No,” she screamed. 
“No?” He cooed, “Why? Will she be ashamed of you? Stop talking to you because she hates knowing you get off such disgusting things? Degradation? Free use? Blackmail? Spitting? How nasty, baby, so fucking nasty.” 
She nodded, head falling against the couch because she felt the old familiar sensation build up again. 
“What if our other friends find out?” Jaemin teased, wetting his lips as he stared at her body reacting to his words.
“N-no, you can’t tell ‘em,” she breathed out, but her words contradicted the way her body trembled and a rush made her skin burn up. 
“You don’t want them to know?” Johnny asked. “You don’t want rumors to run around town fast about you? Think about it… you might have your dream come true.” 
“No, no. I — I — fuck — I don’t want them to — shit — know.” 
“Then do exactly what we order and then, if you can satisfy us, no words will slip out of our mouths,” Johnny whispered, his deep voice hitting right against her earbud making her shiver and the fantasy of being blackmailed turned her more than she wanted to admit. More cum dripped down as she clenched hard around Jaehyun and Jeno’s fingers. 
“Mouth open,” he ordered, and she followed, lips falling open and tongue sticking out. 
The flow of air in her lungs immediately dimed down when he pushed in completely, his tip reaching the back of her throat before he pushed all the way out. 
But she wanted more, she couldn’t stand feeling just fingers and she couldn’t let them know in any way. So she pushed back, wiggling her ass, trying to make them understand but it wasn’t like they didn’t know… they wanted to see, to hear her beg, to watch her break. 
“Please,” she coughed when Johnny pulled out, “fuck me.” 
“You’re not in the position to commend,” Jeno replied, one hand cupping her ass cheek and squeezing tight.
“But if you don’t want to fuck her, I can do it instead,” Jaemin said, urging at least one of them to do something because teasing her meant to tease each other just as much. 
“You already had her mouth,” Jeno huffed, pulling out, cleaning his cum stained fingers on her inner thigh. “I’m sure you can wait.” 
“You can wait too,” Jaehyun replied, pushing Jeno to the side. “Need to fuck her first.” 
“Wait, why?” Jeno asked annoyed, glaring at him. 
“I was here first, and you had her for so long last time,” Jaehyun groaned, pouring more lube on his hard cock, pumping up and down before he pushed his tip against her hole. 
“Oh, honey,” Johnny cooed, caressing her cheek but never stopping moving in and out of her mouth, “you’re making them fight over you. Yeah, you love that, don’t you? That they can’t wait to be inside of you and ruin you.” 
She tried to nod, but he didn’t need it to know that she loved it, the way her eyes fluttered close was enough. 
“Fuck,” Jaehyun moaned when he bottomed out, feeling how tight her ass still was, no matter how much he had stretched her. 
“Breathe,” Johnny ordered, pulling out of her, spit rolling down her chin as her nails dug into the couch. 
“Fuck, Jae,” she moaned, back arching, torn between wanting more and already feeling like it was too much. 
“What, baby? You already had me don’t — fuck — be so shocked,” he replied, groaning, hands wrapping around her waist tighter as he pulled her against him with more force. 
“N-no, it’s good,” she replied before her mouth fell open again, blindly searching for Johnny’s cock again.
Jaemin laughed, “Somebody’s eager. Want to suck him?” 
She nodded, tongue still out and the sight would’ve been enough to make them come, but they both groaned before Johnny pushed into her warm mouth again. 
“Since you’re — fuck — so eager, take it all,” he groaned, fingers wrapping around her hair to hold her head still. “That’s what you want. That’s all you need — fuck. Want them to touch you, too?” He asked and she barely managed to nod. And her eyes, hiding behind the red fabric, rolled in the back of her head when Jeno and Jaemin’s hands started roaming on her body, touching and teasing her everywhere. 
“Bet you would want even more, isn’t it right?” Jeno teased while his fingers pinched her nipple, making her let out a broken moan around Johnny’s girth. “Maybe we should spread the news around and let more people pass you around.” 
“Would you want that, baby?” Jaemin’s gentle tone teased. “Would you let them?” 
She shook her head, body squirming more as she felt another orgasm build up. 
“No? Are you all ours?” He asked, hand creeping down to play with her clit. 
“Yes, fuck, yours,” she spluttered when Johnny pulled out, making her gasp for air. 
“Remember you have to prove it to us,” Johnny said, voice deep and stern. “Unless you don’t want all of our friends to know about your little secrets… we might not let them fuck you,” he whispered against her ear, “but we might fuck you while they watch you.” He chuckled when she shivered and a louder moan rolled out of her lips. “Yeah, you’d love that, don’t you?” 
“I bet a few of them would be boiling in anger, eager to get their hands on you,” Jeno added. “And yet, you picked your favorites and it’s not them, what a shame. They can only watch while we get to ruin you.” 
She wanted to hold it in, she thought she could hold it in but when those words rolled out of his mouth, she lost it. Slumping forward her legs trembled hard, and the orgasm shook her from head to toe. 
“I’m sorry. I — fuck — I didn’t mean to,” she cried, still shaking from overstimulation because Jaehyun was still buried deep into her, and Jaemin’s fingers were moving on her clit.
“You can come as much as you want,” Johnny said. “All you need to do is take us, so if you tire yourself so much, well, that’s your problem. Remember, you don’t want your mother to know about the filthy things you listen to.” 
“No, no, I can — fuck — take it,” she mumbled. 
“Good, then take us,” he groaned, thrusting into her mouth again. 
And her mind went blank again as they started fucking her at the same time. Jaehyun’s hands were tightly wrapped around her waist as he pounded from behind, strokes hard and deep, leaving her trembling under his firm hold. Johnny’s hand was holding her head up, moving her exactly how he wanted, balls slapping against her chin as he pushed down her throat, leaving no space for hair to pass through. She could only recognize Jaemin and Jeno’s hands because of the metal on Jeno’s fingers, but the way both pairs were teasing her body made her mind get even emptier. 
“It’s like you were made for us,” Jaehyun groaned, eyes fixed where their bodies met, watching her tight hole suck his cock in with every thrust. “Your tight ass is begging for more. Wonder if you could take two at the same time.”
A muffled whimper resonated around Johnny’s length at the idea of being fucked even more by them at an inhumane stretch. 
“Yes, fuck,” Johnny moaned, feeling his orgasm build up. “Is this what turns you on?” He hummed, balls slamming harder against her chin. “Being passed around and filled with cum. You love being — fuck — left all dripping, our cum rolling down your thighs, — fuck — sticking to your skin?” 
She mumbled around his length and Jaehyun could feel her squeeze harder around his cock. 
“You’re so fucking disgusting,” Jaehyun mocked, slapping her ass. “Dreaming about so many men fucking you, filling you up. Fuck,” he groaned when she came again with no warning. “I’m gonna fill you up, do you want that?” He asked as if he didn’t know the answer. “Of course, you want — shit — you need it.”
And soon after they both came inside of her, filling her from both sides, groans, and moans mixing with the disgusting, lewd sounds of their cum squelching out of her.
“Fuck,” Jaehyun whispered, leaning down to kiss her should. “You’re always so good.”
“Come here,” Jeno said, wrapping a hand around her waist when the other two pulled back, and moved her around, letting her rest against the couch. “Need to try a new position,” he cooed, dragging her so her head was dangling out from the armrest of the couch. 
“Mmph,” she moaned when Jaemin smeared her wetness on her skin before pushing a finger inside. 
“Can’t wait to fuck you, baby,” he hummed, staring at the mess between her legs with a smug smile, her cum rolling down, mixing with Jaehyun’s that was slowly dripping out of her asshole.
“I need this out of the way,” Jeno said, taking the blindfold off, making her blink repeatedly as she adjusted to the light again, briefly noting how the sun was starting to go down, the only sign telling her how much time had passed since they started. “God, you’re so pretty even when you’re covered in cum,” he whispered before he kissed her roughly, one hand cupping her cheek and the other in her hair. 
She moaned in the kiss when she felt Jaemin make his way inside of her wet cunt, fingers slipping out and cock stretching her, leaving her breathless for a few seconds. 
“You feel so fucking good,” he moaned, before gripping the back of her knees and pushing her legs flat against her chest. 
“Fuck, too deep,” she cried, lifting her head to look at him, a smug smirk on his face. 
“You can take me, baby. You can be my good girl like you were before, right?” He cooed, leaning in to get closer to her face, kissing her gently. 
“Ye-yes,” she replied, eyes blinking lazily as she relaxed against the soft seat underneath her. 
“And you can take my cock, too, right?” Jeno brought her attention back to him, while Jaemin sat straight again and started thrusting faster. “I still don’t know what your mouth feels like.” The tip of his cock pushed against her lips and they parted immediately to welcome him in. The upside-down position was a bit uncomfortable but she didn’t dwell on it much because Jaemin was bringing her too much pleasure, and the discomfort was worth it when Jeno started to groan and moan louder.
“Fuck,” Jaemin moaned, head thrown back and mouth open. “Your pussy feels so good, baby. So much better than your pretty mouth.” 
Her hands slapped against Jeno’s thighs, pushing him away. 
“What? You know how to suck everybody’s dick but mine?” He asked, looking down at her, watching as she struggled to catch her breath. 
“No, I — I can, I — I’m trying,” she mumbled.
Jeno rolled his eyes. “Think you can take it for real this time or will you disappoint again?” 
“I won’t,” she mumbled, “I won’t disappoint, please.” 
“Beg for it,” he ordered. “Beg for me to give you another chance with my cock.” 
“Please — fuck — Jeno, please let me — mmph — let me suck you. I’ll do well, I’ll make you feel so good.” 
“You better,” he said, pushing against her mouth again, sliding in. “After all the fucking praises they gave you, I expect you to be good at this.” 
She hummed around him, trying to keep her focus on her breathing and stop her brain from forgetting even the bare minimum to don’t pass out. It wasn’t harder because of the position — well, maybe, a bit more — or because he was too big, but because her brain was too far gone. 
“Fuck, yeah, just like that,” Jeno moaned, starting to move his hips back and forth. 
“So pretty getting fucked like that,” Johnny commented, his hand on her body, massaging her breast. 
“You’re so messy, baby,” Jaemin mocked, rubbing his hand on her clit, smearing the cum around, sticking to her skin. “Our messy pretty doll.” 
“Are you gonna come again?” Johnny teased, staring at her body. “No?” He cooed when she shook her head — tried to shake her head. “Oh, doll, think I don’t know your body? Think I don’t know the way your back arches when you’re close? Or the way your nails dig in anything they can find because it’s too much for you? Think we don’t know you’re so pathetic that anything makes you come so easily?” 
She mumbled around Jeno’s length, eyes squeezing tight and body heating up because it was embarrassing he could read her so easily just after the second time together. And it was humiliating that it took them nothing to make her come. 
“As I thought,” Johnny mocked with a smug smirk that she couldn’t see. “Let me guess… if I just touch you here…” he whispered, fingers grazing her clit, “you’ll come again.”  
And she did, the nth orgasm of the night ripped out of her, leaving her breathless, trying to gasp for air since Jeno pulled out of her to make her breathe. But this one was longer, exhaustingly longer, since Jaemin’s cock kept thrusting deep into her, and Johnny’s fingers moved fast on her clit and she came again. Squirting everywhere and unexpectedly, a stream of broken moans, cries and curses coming out of her lips as the orgasm almost knocked her out. 
“Fuck, doll,” Jaemin groaned. “God, how much do you have?” He asked in surprise when it kept coming. “No, don’t shake, it’s alright, it’s okay, babydoll,” he cooed, dragging her closer to him, body resting completely against the couch seats now as he shielded her with his. 
“Too much,” she cried, voice barely coming out and tears rolling down her face, her legs were limp and the only thing keeping them in position was Jaemin’s hand and his body pressing against it. 
“Just a bit more,” he whispered, kissing her. “Be good and take my cum.” 
Her head rolled back, lower lip tortured by her teeth as she tried to hold in the moans, her hands found the strength to lift up and wrapped around Jaemin’s back, pushing him closer. 
“Need to feel you,” she cried as her fingers dangled in his hair. “Ki-kiss me, please, please.” 
“Here,” he whispered, leaning down to meet her lips and trap them in a long kiss. Hips starting to falter as he felt closer. 
The other three looked at them with a playful smirk on their faces. It was fun seeing her so broken and yet needy. And still, it wasn’t enough for her to make it stop. 
“Nana, please,” she almost screamed, nails digging into the skin of his back as she felt once again over the edge. 
“Yes, baby, I’m — fuck — here. Come with me?” 
She nodded, wet eyes looking up at him and lips shaking, moans getting louder when his hands reached the small of her back and lifted her lower body up, pulling her closer to him, going deeper before he leaned down again, trapping her body under his. And that was enough to trigger her orgasm, walls squeezing so tight, Jaemin couldn’t hold it in either. 
��Fuck, fuck,” he moaned, head falling in the crook of her neck, teeth sinking into her skin. “Perfect, fuck, you’re so good,” he praised, leaving one last kiss on her lips before he pulled out. An embarrassing amount of cum dripping out of her and falling on the couch.  
She felt her head dizzy, ears buzzing and vision blurry, body limp as she laid there, trying to catch her breath and stop her legs from shaking when Jeno lifted her up again. 
“Come here, baby,” he cooed, making her sit on his lap, her eyes widened when she felt his tip prod at her entrance. 
“What — what are you doing?” She asked, voice raspy and sore, looking back at him with big wide wet eyes. 
Jeno chuckled, “What am I doing? Really, baby? You disappointed me before, don’t you think so? You never pay attention to me,” he pouted, bobbing her nose, a sweet contrast to the way he was manhandling her on top of him
“I don’t — I can’t anymore,” she stuttered.  
“No, shh, you can, remember? You don’t want your mom to find out how nasty you are. Imagine her face if she heard all those things you have on your phone,” he cooed, pushing her down on him, her head rolled back and a groan ripped past her throat. “That’s right, baby, just fall back into my arms,” he groaned, wrapping his hands around her waist and moving her up and down, “and moan for me. Want to hear those pretty sounds you make.” 
And she would’ve done that if only her throat wasn’t completely sore. 
“Open your mouth and lift your head.” Johnny’s voice made her come back to earth — well, partially, because she was too far gone, and her body was following their commands automatically. “Drink up, baby.” 
“Is — is it water?” 
“No, vodka,” he joked, pressing the glass against her lips, waiting for her to open up before he gently inclined it, the cold liquid rolled down her throat and she found a glimpse of relief. “Better?” He asked and she nodded. 
Her head fell back as soon as Jeno started moving again. But it snapped up when she felt Johnny’s cock prod against her swollen cunt. 
“Johnny, no,” she cried, biting her lips, feeling another orgasm build up. “Two is too much.” 
He laughed, “I thought you were a big girl and you could take it,” he mocked, teasing her entrance, only pushing his fat tip inside, already making her toes curl. “Aren’t you?” 
She mumbled something, nodding, shaking her head, or whatever… 
“So, is it red?” He asked, tilting a brow, waiting for a stop sign, but that never came. She shook her head and when the words ‘no, it’s not,’ slipped past her lips, he pushed inside, bottoming into her. Her nails dug into the skin of his arms, and she hid her face in the crook of Jeno’s neck. 
“Fuck, you two are — shit — too big,” she whimpered. “But — but I like it, fuck, I love it so much.” 
“That’s it, good,” Johnny moaned, turning her face around and kissing her hard while they started to work together, finding the rhythm that worked the best. “We’ll keep fucking you until there’s nothing left but those filthy thoughts in your brain,” he groaned, hands slipping behind her knees and pushing her legs pressed against her chest. “Until your mind’s so empty that you’ll be nothing but — fuck — our little fuckdoll, how’s that sound?” 
She didn’t answer, but if the hums and nods of agreement weren’t enough to show how much she loved it, the way her walls squeezed around them, was. 
“You fucking love this, don’t you?” Jeno groaned, squeezing her boob, feeling her clench even more. “Want to be fucked senseless until not a single — fuck — ounce of responsibility and control weighs over you? Until your mind breaks?” 
“Yeah, yeah, please,” she moaned before another orgasm washed over and drained all that was left of sanity out of her. 
“You’re such a good girl.” She could faintly make out Jaemin’s voice praising her and then his lips kissing her neck while his hand grabbed hers and guided it on his cock, making her work him up and down. “Open your mouth,” he whispered, smiling when her lips parted more and he could easily slip two fingers inside. “Just suck and relax,” he ordered, eyes glistening as he watched her eyelids flutter close and her chest pant slower. 
“Someone really loves sucking on things,” Jaehyun cooed, smirking at the scene in front of him. “Maybe you should keep your mouth full more often,” he proposed. 
“Yeah, give you lollipops so you can — fuck — fulfil your needs with them when you don’t have our cocks,” Johnny groaned. “Hey, are you asleep?” He asked, lightly slapping her cheek, making her open her glossy eyes and shake her head. 
They chuckled. “She’s just following your order of don’t think at all, right?” Jaehyun cooed while his hand travelled on her body. “Jesus, you’re so messy,” he whispered when he reached her clit, there was cum everywhere, and Johnny was pumping it in and out more, making it messier. 
“Are you — fuck — gonna come again?” Jeno asked when he felt her inside twitch more and her body squirm against his. 
She nodded, humming around Jaemin’s fingers, sucking at them with eagerness, and came again and again, she had no idea, the orgasm was so strong that she couldn’t describe the end of it.
“Johnny,” she mumbled, eyes snapping open when he pushed his hand against her tummy. 
“Do you see it?” He asked, grabbing a fistful of her hair and forcing her head to look down. “See my cock moving in and out of you? See how big it is? How deep it fucks you? How you were made just for this?” 
She moaned, gagging when Jaemin pushed his fingers deeper, and a river of spit drooled down her breasts before he pulled out, making her breathe. 
“You fuck me — mmph — so good,” she cried, still looking down, quite amazed by the way she could see the outline of his cock. She would’ve stared longer if only Jeno didn’t push her back again against him, turning her face around and kissing her hard, his other hand gripping around her waist harder, leaving marks on her skin. 
“Open your mouth,” Jeno ordered and she smiled, already knowing what was coming, stomach curling in anticipation. “Fuck, no hesitation this time,” he chuckled mockingly before spitting in her mouth. “Fucking pathetic.”
“Are you tired?” Johnny cooed, cupping her cheek, grinning when she nodded lazily. “We’re not done with you, babydoll.” 
“Thought you could take it,” Jeno groaned against her neck, lifting her up more so he could slam into her faster. “What happened to being our free use toy? Don’t want that anymore?” 
“No, no, I — I do, I — fuck — nggh,” she cried, head falling behind, no more strength on her neck to keep it up.
“You still do?” Jaehyun asked, and she nodded, more tears rolling down her face as the overstimulation was seriously getting too much but she didn’t want to stop. She needed them to come into her, fill her more. 
“Of course,” Jeno moaned. “Want to go around dripping cum, being bent over any surface at any time, don’t you?” 
She nodded, eyes fluttering open to meet Jaemin’s face, contorted in pleasure as he moved her hand on his cock faster. 
“You want that?” Johnny cooed, slapping her face light enough to make her eyes open and stare into his. “Want to be our little cum dump, baby?” 
“Yes, yes, please,” her voice broke as soon as they started moving faster, Johnny leaned closer, pressing her body between his and Jeno’s making her head spin so fast and feel so small she could come only by that. 
“Then beg for it,” Jeno groaned, throwing his head back because it was getting too much even for them. The wet sounds of their skins, her soft, hoarse moans, the warmth of her insides, these fantasies they never even imagined finding hot, everything was too much. “Come on, let me hear your pretty voice — fuck — beg for it. Beg to be pumped full of cum.” 
“Please,” she whimpered, voice airy and chest panting faster than before. “Please, a — ahh.” 
“That was pathetic,” Johnny mocked, a deep laugh rumbling from his chest. “Try again, doll. And look at me while you beg.” 
She huffed, eyes barely opening, heart fluttering at the way he was looking at her. “Ple-please, — come inside of me — mmph — please.” 
“Is this all you have to give?” Jeno laughed. “You don’t understand — fuck. No, listen to me,” he groaned when she tried to retort. “Beg for it and tell us exactly what you need. If I don’t — shit — hear those words slip out of your dirty mouth like I want to,” he growled, turning her face around, forcing her lips open, spit rolling down her throat again, “we will come all over you and you’ll come over and over again with that vibrator until there’s nothing to drain out of you, got it?” 
She hummed, head bobbing up and down quickly before Johnny turned her face around again. “Your throat’s a little sore, isn’t it?” He asked, lower lip pouting out and she nodded. “Need to wet it? Yes? Then open your mouth,” he ordered. 
“You — you, there’s no water,” she said, looking at the empty glass sitting on the table behind him. 
He laughed, “who talked about water? Open. Up,” he ordered, voice dropping low, making her obey immediately. “Good,” he smirked before his spit rolled down her tongue too. “And now beg.” 
“Please, give me — give me your cum,” she whimpered. “I want to be filled — no — fuck — I — mmph — I need to be filled, need your cum, need to be your — your dirty messy doll, please. Fuck me full, n-nhh, ahhh, fuck me til I’m a — a leaking mess.” 
“See, it wasn’t that fucking hard,” Jeno praised, wrapping a hand around her neck but applying no pressure, just to keep her body up, noticing she was going limper every passing second.
“Now we can give you what you need,” Johnny groaned, looking over at Jeno that nodded at his silent words. “Come with us, one last time, come on, you can do that.” 
She saw white when the last orgasm hit, leaving her trembling, squeezed between their bodies, tears spilling free and once again transparent fluid squirting out of her, making a mess on Johnny’s abs and her own tummy. 
“You — fuck — feel so good,” Jeno groaned, coming inside of her, hips moving lazily, pumping into her and she felt like she could feel their cocks slamming into her much more now, seriously too stimulated. And only when Johnny came, too much cum filling her up, already sliding out of her even if he was still inside, her squirting stopped, and her body chased shaking. 
“Fuck, that’s so hot,” Jaehyun and Jaemin mumbled at the same time, their hands on their cocks moving faster, reaching their high too and as soon as Johnny pulled back from her body, they let their cum fall on her tummy and boobs, painting her skin white. 
“Good girl,” Johnny and Jeno moaned at the same time. Jeno was leaving kisses against her neck and Johnny moved back her hair from her face, caressing her burning wet cheek. “Our good fucking girl.”
“Guess we won’t tell anything to your mother,” they laughed, pulling away slowly, a copious amount of cum dripping out of her, making a mess on the couch and on the floor. But she couldn’t care, her eyes were too heavy and her body was wrecked, so she slipped into a deep sleep before she could say or do anything else. 
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“What the hell,” she mumbled, turning around on… her bed? She stood up, feeling sore, and looked around, noticing that yes, she was in her room, her body was clean and she was covered with a big sweater. “Are they still here?” She questioned under her breath, hearing sounds coming from downstairs. 
“Look who’s up,” Jaemin said when she entered the living room, turning around from the couch and smiling at her. 
“I hope you cleaned it before sitting on it,” she said, walking toward them, groaning when she felt her muscles burn with every step. 
“Yeah, we’re not that dumb,” Jeno replied. “How do you feel?” 
She shrugged, sitting on Johnny’s lap, snuggling close to his body. “Wrecked.” 
“Go back to sleep, then?” Jaehyun said.
She shook her head, rubbing her eyes. “My body is tired but not my mind.”
“Here,” Jaehyun said, walking toward her. “You need water.” 
“Thanks,” she smiled, grabbing the glass and gulping it in one go. 
“Better?” Johnny asked, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, watching as she nodded and waited for Jaehyun to pour another one. 
“You fell asleep so soon before, we were afraid we pushed you too much,” Jeno confessed. 
She shook her head, placing the glass on the coffee table and snuggling back close to Johnny. “I’m fine, I was just exhausted,” she chuckled. “If I wanted to stop, I would’ve used the safeword,” she reassured them, hands playing with the sleeves of her sweater nervously. 
“Okay,” Johnny said when his gaze fell there, and he could feel her shift uncomfortably on top of him. “What’s going on?” 
“What?” She asked, lifting her head up to look at him. 
“You’re nervous, you have something going on in your mind, what’s that?” 
She huffed, he did know her too well. “I… I had fun, so much fun, but… what if this changed the way you see me? What if you really think I’m gross,” she whispered, looking down at her hand. 
“Hey,” Jeno cooed, lifting her head up with two fingers. “You threw up on me at a party, I think that’s the thing that should’ve made me change the way I see you, and here we are.” 
“Shut up,” she said, slapping his hand away, and cringing at the memory. Fair, that was humiliating, and there was no need to be reminded.
“Anyway, I’m serious, and I think that’s the same for all of us, right?” He said, looking at his other friends.
“Yeah, also maybe you awoke those fantasies in us, too,” Jaemin commented. “I mean, that was hot in a way I never imagined.” 
“So, you were only playing those fantasies, right?” 
“Of course, we were,” Johnny said, his hand caressing the skin on her thigh in circles. “And you did such a good job taking so much, you know that right?” He whispered, making her smile shyly and once again look at the floor. “Also, you mean too much for us to think that some silly fantasies will ruin what we think of you.” 
“Yeah, also you do tend to worry too much every day, so I’m not so shocked that during sex you want to shut your brain off completely,” Jaemin added, showing her his usual reassuring smile. 
“So, you get it! Like, that’s why I like it so much, I know it’s weird but, but I trust you and I can just loosen up, you know? I know giving up control can be a lot but when it’s with the right person… well, in this case, people, it feels so good. I feel like I carry so much weight every day that I just want to turn my brain off when I know I’m safe.”  
“And that’s totally valid,” Johnny whispered, resting his chin on top of her shoulder.
“We weren’t expecting so much degradation, though,” Jeno said. “You do start crying at the smallest criticism.” 
“But it’s different. It’s more about being talked down at, it’s the tone, the teasing, also… being challenged makes me want to prove something so yeah, you know I’ve always been extremely competitive, and I have to prove a point. And the back and forth with degradation and praises just… does something to me, I guess,” she explained, or at least tried to, it wasn’t like she broke down her kinks every day, some part of it just felt good with no need to give an explanation. 
They hummed, it made sense somehow.
“As long as you’re enjoying it, it’s fine for us. It was just surprising, especially because you seem to really be into it,” Jaehyun said, a teasing smile on his lips that made her lower her head.
“You know, I wasn’t surprised about the praise kink at all, considering how eager you are at getting praises and how you do cartwheels every time someone compliments you,” Johnny commented, chuckling tenderly. 
“Not my fault. Blame it on being a failed gifted kid, my desire for academic validation and trauma,” she replied with a pout, making them laugh.
“So you’re not even shocked anymore, right? You won’t let this slip with anybody else?” 
“Nah, I think that nothing about you can shock us anymore,” Jaemin replied. 
“Maybe she keeps dead bodies in her freezer,” Jaehyun joked. 
“Maybe the first one will be yours.” She faked an evil smile while looking at him, making him laugh. 
“Don’t worry, by the way, we won’t tell anybody,” Johnny reassured her, caressing her back.
“Yeah, also because I don’t want — we don’t want anybody else to have you,” Jeno added, trying to shrug the furrow on his face. 
“Good. I got so lost before I didn’t even fear you weren’t okay with this but then you know, after nut clarity was like a cold shower,” she giggled, feeling her heart lighter knowing that they still valued her the same. 
“We had the time of our lives, I think it was pretty clear,” Jaehyun replied. 
“Yeah, you are good,” Jaemin said. “Like, not only because well, of course, you are attractive and that’s good but you know, it’s you. We’ve known you so long we feel the same safeness that you feel even if our roles are different.” 
“I agree,” Johnny said. “I don’t think I’ll feel as comfortable as I feel with you with somebody else. Maybe a girlfriend, after some months, but with a stranger? Not knowing their limits? Not being able to read them and see what gets them the most?” 
“Okay so you were all terrible boyfriends,” she joked. 
“Nah, when you date someone it’s different because you know them, the problems are one-night stands,” Jeno replied. 
“But you weren’t expecting this even from me… Our first time was like a one-night stand.” That was what it was supposed to be.  
“Yeah, but trust me when I say that we can read your body. And after last time, I’m pretty sure we can all tell what’s running in your mind while we’re fucking you,” Johnny said and she hummed, hiding in the crook of his neck. “Oh, please, acting shy now?” 
“It’s weird when I’m lucid,” she mumbled against him, wrapping her arms around his neck. 
“You don’t even want a few praises when your brain’s with us?” Jaemin asked, chuckling when she moved again and stared at him. 
“No, I always want praises.” 
“Fine, so, in case you were wondering,” he started saying, “you were so good, and we all loved trying those gross things with you so you can sleep at night with no worries, okay?” 
She hummed, still feeling a bit shy, but she knew she was just still overwhelmed by everything because there was no awkwardness in the air. 
“And since you’ve been such a good girl,” Johnny said, looking at the others, making her do the same, “we have a surprise for you.” 
“I can’t take another round,” she said immediately. 
“It’s not another round, girl, you milked the fuck out of us give us some time to refill,” Jeno replied. 
“You’re always so gross,” she huffed, looking at him with a disgusted expression. 
“You are the one talking,” he said and she was about to reply when Jaemin stopped their small bickering. 
“Close your eyes,” he ordered her. She could see he was holding something behind his back, but followed the order. “Open.” 
“You baked the muffins?” She exclaimed with a big smile on her face, looking at the tray full of sweets. 
“We thought you deserved a treat after everything you took,” Jaehyun replied, smiling at her.
“Yeah, and it turned out that on your phone, other than those nasty audios there was also the recipe,” Johnny joked, making her roll her eyes. 
“Talking about my phone,” she said, crossing her arms in front of her chest and glaring at Johnny. “Give it back to me.” 
“Is there more that you’re hiding?” He asked, eyes wide in shock but taking the phone from his pocket and handing it to her. 
“Maybe…” she whispered, turning around to grab the muffin. “Should we see if you’re good at baking as you’re good at fucking?” 
“I think that will disappoint you, then,” Jaehyun joked, moving from the armchair to reach the plate on the coffee table. 
“Come on, they won’t be so bad,” Jaemin said, doing the same.  
“Mhh,” she moaned after a bite, “these are good,” she mumbled, swallowing. 
Johnny took a bite and hummed in agreement, “they are good, but they won’t make you run away from your kinks, what’s worse than we already know?” 
She rolled her eyes. “Why do you want to know? Are we going to do this again?” 
They all shrugged. “Why not?” they asked all together and she sighed, they always knew how to be synchronized when they wanted to. 
“You like it, right?” Jaehyun asked. “And it’s not like you, or any of us, is seeing someone? Isn’t this safer and better than random sex?” 
“I can’t always take the four of you,” she said after swallowing another bite of the sweet. “Sure, I like it but it’s a lot.” 
“We don’t come in a pack,” Jeno said, voice almost bitter. She furrowed looking at him, not understanding his shift, but then shrugged it off. 
“I liked the conversation about my kinks better,” she whispered, biting her lip nervously. 
“Hey, if you don’t want that to happen again, we won’t make it happen,” Johnny reassured, caressing her shoulder. 
“It’s not that I don’t want it to happen again,” she sighed. “But that would make us... friends with benefits? And what if… what if this goes wrong?” 
“Then let’s not think about it,” Jaemin said, trying to lighten up the room again. “Let’s stay like this, if something happens, it happens and if we can keep our pants on, that’s okay too.” 
“I just don’t want to lose you,” she said, hoping they could understand. But at this point, she was confused too. It had been hard also for her to pretend that nothing happened, not that they wanted to delete that summer night, but they were trying to avoid it from happening again. But she couldn’t deny that she was more touchy than usual and she saw them in a slightly different light than the usual, not a love light, but the attraction was there, so dense they could’ve cut it with a knife and she had no idea where it would’ve led them. 
“We don’t want to lose you either,” Johnny said. “But if this will happen again… tell us just one more, please,” he pouted, tickling her, making her laugh. 
“Stop, I could’ve choked,” she said, coughing, placing the empty cup of the muffin on the table. “No judging, but you have to promise me for real this time,” she said, glaring at them with a scary pointer finger. 
“Yeah, go on, nothing scares us anymore,” Jaemin encouraged her.  
“I might have a breeding kink too,” she confessed, eyes drifting on them to see their reactions.  
“Shit, breeding, too?” Johnny gasped. 
“Oh, hell no, we’re not putting a baby inside you,” Jeno said, shaking his head.  
“Dummy, it’s not actually wanting a baby,” she explained, rolling her eyes. “It’s the intimacy and the possessiveness. I don’t know, I can’t give you an explanation and I won’t because you don’t deserve it, you promised you weren’t going to judge but you did.” 
“We’re not judging the kink but weren’t you terrified of pregnancy?” Jeno asked. 
“It’s not that,” she huffed. “It’s hot, I don’t know why, let me breathe,” she sighed. “I swear I’ll get something embarrassing that turns you on out of your mouth and will tease you for the rest of your life.” 
“Oh, come here,” Jeno said, moving her on top of him and leaving a small peck on her lips, “we’re just messing with you. It’s okay to just enjoy being filled with cum and don’t give a philosophical explanation,” he joked and she whined more. “I hate you,” she mumbled against his chest, even if, well, he wasn’t so wrong and maybe the main reason was that. 
“Come on, stop messing with her,” Jaehyun said, getting up and stretching. “It’s not that late, should we have our small party anyway?” 
“I’ll pick the movie,” she said, lifting a hand,
“You will fall asleep halfway through, you won’t pick anything,” Jeno said. 
“I don’t care, gonna grab more food and some drinks,” Jaemin said, excluding himself from their discussion and going to the kitchen.  
When they finally picked a movie they all tried to squeeze on her couch, leading to her sitting on Jeno’s lap, while they eat and drank and talked over the movie because discussing it and criticizing it was more interesting than watching it. 
“I’m just going to lay on top of you,” she said, lying sideways, taking space on top of Johnny with her legs and Jeno with her upper body. “I’m not sleeping,” she warned, making them chuckle. She needed to prove Jeno a point, but she was so tired that not even her pride could win over tiredness. So, her eyes fell shut, and the next morning she would’ve blamed it on their soft touches on her skin. 
“Damn, we didn’t film it,” Jeno pointed out, fingers playing with her hair, studying her relaxed face, completely zoned out from the movie — he had missed like half of the plot by then.  
“We’ve saved it for the next time,” Jaemin replied, sipping from his glass before his cold hand started caressing her leg, making her shiver for a second. 
“There will be a next time?” Jaehyun asked, looking at them with a furrow. 
Johnny smirked, lips curling in a softer smile when he looked at her, sleeping peacefully. “Trust me, there will be.” 
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happy birthday
synopsis: you spend your birthday with your longtime boyfriend, johnny, and his best friend + roommate, jaehyun
pairings: boyfriend! johnny x afab! reader x boyfriends roommate! jaehyun
genre: smut, 18+
warnings: consenting threesome, slapping, multiple orgasms, anal, spanking, oral (m. receiving), oral (f. receiving), lmk if i missed anything !
word count: 1.5k
a/n: me writing this half asleep lmao ,, i’ll correct any mistakes tomorrow
general taglist: @jwnghyuns @eaudenana @soobin-chois @jungsusvillain
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never did you think you would be caught between your boyfriend and his best, let alone sandwiched between them at one in the morning with all your clothes scattered across johnny’s room. you came over to his shared apartment with jaehyun, excitement exuding as you knew he had something planned for your birthday. whenever it was something special like an anniversary or something of the sorts, johnny always went all out. coming back to his apartment, you noticed the streamers and little decorations he had hung around the apartment. it was all so nice, and the steak dinner with some red wine made the night even better and more intimate.
after washing up after dinner and cuddling in johnny’s room to end the night off comfortably, one thing led to another. meaning that as time went on, you were nothing but a moaning mess into the chest of your boyfriend as he played with your clit under the pajama shorts you kept at his place. of course, you attempted to be as quiet as you could so as to not disturb jaehyun next door. but upon hearing the shenanigans happening in johnny’s room, he couldn’t help but listen in as everything was unfolding. the mumbled dirty talk, your not-so-secretive moans that made blood rush to jaehyun’s member.
normally, he would just ignore it. the moans nothing but mere background noise as he plays video games or watches a show on HBO Max. but something about hearing your whimpers as he’s attempting to fall asleep with his best friend reassuring you of how good of a slut you are for him, he couldn’t help but imagine what it’d be like to call you such words as your mouth goes to work on his twitching dick as johnny rams into you from behind.
but not even fifteen minutes later, he no longer had to visit his imagination for such a scenario. here you were in his roommates bed, bare ass in the air as johnny ate you out with a vibrating dildo pumping in and out of you at a rapid pace and your mouth bobbing on jaehyun’s long length. he has your hair in a fist, small groans slipping past his lips as you occasionally moan against his dick from the pleasure you’re receiving from your boyfriend. watching small tears escape the corners of your eyes, a smirk played across his lips as he swiped away some of them.
“you’re such a little whore.” he chuckles, his dimples making an appearance. his free hand reaches up to slap your cheek lightly, forcing you to look him in the eyes as you gurgle around him.
the combination of pleasure from the vibrator, johnny’s tongue, and the feeling of jaehyun using you to his advantage all brought you very close to your third orgasm of the night; the first two courtesy of your boyfriend before his curious best friend joined in on your not-so-secret fun. never did you think you’d be in a situation like this where you were being overstimulated by two of the most attractive men you have ever met, but here you were on your birthday of all days loving every second of it.
“aren’t their moans so cute?” johnny coos against your dripping lips, his fingers moving up to your clit to start rubbing teasingly. “would be even cuter if they’d cum already like the good slut i know they are.”
removing your lips from jaehyun’s dick, you used your one hand as the other was used to keep balance on the bed. “i-i want to cum with ja-jaehyun.” you squealed his friends name, shutting your eyes tight as you attempted to hold back your release.
jaehyun brings his index finger beneath your chin, slipping his thumb into your mouth as you looked back into his eyes. “cum for me, baby. i’ll cum in you later.” and with his promise, you nodded as you fluttered your lashes at him with your juices releasing all over the bed sheets beneath you.
johnny smiled at the sight, automatically moving the vibrator to your throbbing clit and lapping up your juices hungrily. your head fell onto the pillow beside jaehyun’s thigh, muffling your moans into it to be considerate of your neighbors that were sleeping at this ungodly hour. but that didn’t last long as you felt someone grip your hair into a fist and force you to look at them, their eyes dark and lustful.
“let everyone hear how big of a slut you are, baby.” the younger whispered, smirking down at your mess of a figure trembling from overwhelming pleasure.
your legs were shaking ever so slightly as johnny turned off the vibrator and finished licking you clean, pulling away with a satisfied grin as he swiped spit into his hand and started pumping his member. while doing so, he watched you and jaehyun devour each others lips in sloppy kisses. normally, he wasn’t one to do threesomes especially with his significant others. but something about this just felt right. and seeing how much you enjoyed this confirmed that this was the right decision, hoping that maybe you’d enjoy doing this again once in a while. he’d be lying if he said watching this unfold in front of him didn't make him extremely hard. letting out quiet moans, your boyfriend let spit gradually fall past his lips and onto your asshole. spreading it with his slender fingers teasingly before slowly slipping in his dick without warning.
hearing a loud moan leave your lips, jaehyun pulled away to see johnny inserting himself into you. he chuckled at you becoming such a mess once again, loving nothing more than seeing you getting ruined so beautifully. jaehyun slid himself under you, taking his dick in his hand and positioning it with your entrance. you found yourself gripping the sheets as jaehyun slicked up his tip with your soaked folds, biting down on your bottom lip in an attempt to hold back a scream. but as he shoved his long member into your empty hole while johnny had just started picking up the pace on your filled one, high pitched moans couldn’t help but bounce off the walls.
“fuck,” jaehyun moaned rather loudly as he started moving at a consistent pace. “they’re so tight, hyung.”
johnny was so lost in his own world until he heard jaehyun mention him, looking down at the two of you and picking up the pace as he noticed jaehyun had entered your pussy already. although johnny knew you would choose him at the end of the day, he wanted to remind you of who you really belonged to. “tell me about it.” he grumbles as he brings a slap to your ass, enjoying the squeal of pain you yelped out at the feeling. they both smirked at you, but you didn’t notice due to your eyes closed shut from all the pleasure you were experiencing all at once.
“you like that, baby?” johnny asks, bringing another slap to the same ass cheek. no answer, just another pleased squeal of pain. with no proper answer, johnny grabs a handful of your hair and pulls your body up so it’s pressed against his. multiple gasped moans spill past your lips as they both decide to pick up the pace at the same time. “i asked you a question.” your boyfriend growled into your ear, bringing his lips down to your neck to leave a marking.
mind hazy, eyes watering, you were barely able to form a sentence as they both drilled into you. jaehyun’s thumb played with your clit as johnny guided you on his roommate's dick, jaehyun slamming his dick into you fast. the sounds of skin slapping against one another mixed with the three different sounds you all let out were enough to put a professional porn video to shame. you had never experienced something like this before, but now that you’ve gotten a taste of it you never wanted to go without this feeling again. having two men use you as their own personal sex toy drove you mad in the best way possible, wishing nothing more than to do this again and again.
“i love it, d-daddy.” you stuttered, bringing your hand back into his hair to tug on the roots a little bit as the other played with your left breast. “i-i’m so close. s-so fucking cl-close.”
feeling you clench around his member every few seconds was bringing jaehyun closer to his release, making him move faster into you. “fuck, me too.”
“let’s all cum together, hm?” johnny suggests, moving faster as he feels himself coming close as well.
seconds later, you all ended up releasing at the same time. feeling the two cum in unison in both of your holes was a comforting feeling you didn’t think you were missing. for a few moments, you all three sat in the same positions as to regulate your breathing patterns. jaehyun lying beneath you, his dick softening inside of you with time passing as johnny kept you pressed up against his body with his lips leaving small kisses against the bare skin of your shoulders.
“we should definitely do this more often.” jaehyun suggests, a chuckle following suit.
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seren1tyhaze · 11 months
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serenity haze masterlist
More works on my ao3 :)
Asks are always open for requests, questions, or comments! I reply to ones that are kind or requests that I feel like writing :)
** please be mindful of tags and warnings, fics marked as smut minors dni**
DRABBLES
|poison in my mind| idol!Jisung x afab older stylist Reader, 5.8k, smut
|Sit Down!| idol!Jaemin x afab Reader, 2.3k, smut
|road snacks| Haechan x afab Reader, 1.6k, smut
|scent| Jaehyun x afab Reader, 1.5k, smut
|Vibration| dilf!Mark Lee x afab Reader, 2.9k, smut
|of grocery lists and spilled (oat) milk| Mark Lee x afab Reader, 3.2k, fluff
|Grenade| toxic!Mark Lee x afab Reader (ft Hyuck), 3.1k, smut, angst
|sunflower dreams| Haechan x afab Reader, 3k, smut
|blue to orange| Jaehyun x afab Reader x Jaemin, 7.6k, smut
|i miss you more than i loved you| idolverse!Jaehyun x Johnny, 3.4k, angst
|Dive| religious!Doyoung x afab Reader (ft the rest of djj), 8.9k, smut
|was it ever really love| toxic!Taeyong x afab Reader (ft other neos), 1.7k, smut
|cookin' get dirty| chef!Mark Lee x afab Reader (ft Jeno), 3.7k, smut
xx serenity
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ncteaxhoe · 2 years
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FUCK YES JOHNJAE DADDIES
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babiesdreams · 3 months
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Advent Calendar
Day 10 : Johnny- Jaehyun- Jungwoo. +18
Content Warning: Very kinky. BDSM. A lot of degradation and humilliation. Praise kink. Slight use of pain as a pleasure source. Foursome. Daddy kink. Orgasm denial, orgasm control. Sub reader.
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The dim light reflects over your sweaty breasts, you know you're supposed to look into the mirror, to watch your reflection, but the view of Johnny, Jaehyun and Jungwoo standing next to you makes it hard not to wander. They're all shirtless, wearing formal pants. Johnny's neck tie is wrapped over your wrists, Jaehyun's is inside your mouth, keeping you quiet, and Jungwoo's is wrapped among your ankles. They all have their eyes fixed on you.
You're kneeling completely naked except for the rope, that's tied in an intricate pattern drawn over your skin. There is one clothespin pinching each one of your nipples. Johhny is holding a whip, Jaehyun a paddle, and Jungwoo a riding crop. They circle around you like predators as you stand there, trembling with anticipation.
Johnny steps towards you, his eyes locked on you. "We've been waiting for you," he says in a deep voice, you gulp in response. Jaehyun and Jungwoo approach you from each side, whipping their toys in the air. "Are you ready to submit to us?" Jaehyun asks, getting his tie out of your mouth, his eyes twinkling with excitement. "Y-yes" You mumble
Jungwoo smirks. "Yes what?" His eyes fixed on you. "Y-yes Master" You say, remembering how each one had a nickname they wanted you to say. Jungwoo cracks his crop against your palm, that was being held over your head with the rope, it causes a loud echo filling the room. "Good," he says with a smirk. "Johnny, why don't you start us off?" Johnny nods in agreement and steps towards you. He runs his hand down your bare arm, sending shivers down your spine. "Do you like pain?" he whispers into your ear.
"I'm not sure... Sir" The hesitation in your voice makes the boy grunt. "What if I do" He says, approaching your body, he kneels down to reach to your breasts and moves the clothespins slightly with his fingers "This". You can't control a soft high-pitched moan to escape your lips. "That means you like it" He comments standing back up. His hands hold the whip, ready to attack your body, he teases you moving so that you think he'll hit you but then stopping just when you flinch.
When you're completely off-guard the whip hits the left side of your torso, extending up to your breasts. You scream loudly, but he doesn't allow you to process it before he whips you again, and again and again. Your skin turns red and sore after every whip, but you enjoy every bit of it, there's a wetness forming on your pussy, dripping onto the floor.
"Stop" Jungwoo says and Johnny protests with a grunt. "We're gonna play a game" The boy explains further. Jaehyun walks towards you, blindfold in hand. "You're gonna have to guess who's pleasuring you. You know how to properly call us right?" His eyes are fixed on yours. "Yes Master" you reply. "He's Sir" You say pointing at Johnny. "And he's daddy" This time you point at Jaehyun. "Good girl. Now blindfold her" When he says this, Jaehyun ties the blindfold on the back of your head, his actions are considerate and slow. You note it on your mind hoping that'd help you in the game.
"So here's how this goes. One of us will do something to you and for it to stop you have to say Thank you and the nick of whoever it is. If you want it to continue beg for it in the same way. Undestood?" You pay close attention to the explanation, now that you can't see you're far more focused on the sounds. "Yes Master" You reply with a nod.
There's silence for a moment, until you moan at the sudden caress over your right nipple. After the initial shock you try to think, your first instinct is to identify how the finger might look by the contact it has over your skin. It moves over your nipple, reaching the tough material of the clothespin. There's nothing significant that can help you here. It moves down your sensitive skin, your whole body shakes. There's no way for you to guess it this way. Even when you focus, you find it easier to guess how the fingerprint looks like rather than to actually link it to one of the boys.
Maybe by the way he acts you can guess it. It's not like Johnny to be so patient and you think Jungwoo would have chosen a different action. Jaehyun, it must be him. But now for the important matter, do you want it to stop or to continue? It certainly feels good to feel something after long minutes of painful restriction of the pins. "Please continue... Daddy" You finally make up your mind.
The boy doesn't stop, but after a few seconds the paddle hits your exposed butt. Shit you think. Since the paddle hit you, Jaehyun must be the one holding it. The fingers have gotten faster now, and the skin is begining to feel overworked. "Thank you Master" You finally say, after debating your options for a while.
He stops. "What took you so long?" He whispers into your ear. "Have you forgotten who your owner is?" Your body shakes in response of his words. "No master" You reply right away, his hands carressing your body softly. "Very well" He says before standing up. This leaves a certain emptiness inside of you, you're already missing his presence around you. But this is a game, it is what it is.
You hear something buzz close to your figure, before you can properly identify where it's coming from you feel the vibrations on your right thigh, slowly approaching your wetness. Your walls tighten in anticipation, but before it gets to your clit, the vibrator moves to your left thight. "More please" You moan, desperate for pleasure.
The riding crop Jungwoo was holding hits the bottom of your back, stealing a scream from you. Right the nick, you think to yourself. The vibrator reaches the limits of your folds. "Please daddy" You let out, hoping you're right about this assumption. The vibrator moves towards your clit and its kept there, held by the ropes that were tightened across your hips.
Before a single moan leaves your mouth, soft lips collapse into yours. His big hand holds your head in place while the kiss gets more and more intense. You know you're close when your hips move with uncontrollable spasms. You break the kiss only to ask for permission. "Can I cum Master?" You ask, used to your sessions with Jungwoo, but he chuckles. "It's not me you have to ask to pet" The loud sound of the whip hitting your back stops you from talking.
"Can I cum daddy?" The boy in front of you chuckles and you quickly realize you were wrong all along. "I'm not daddy darling" You can picture his evil smile by the sound of his voice. "I'm sorry sir. Can I cum sir" He laughs "Oh no, no, no. You may not" His hand reaches towards the vibrator and turns it off. Your body complaints at his malicious actions, though your mouth is unable to. "Open your mouth" He orders and you oblige. A hot drop of spit enters slowly. "Now you'll know how I taste right?" He grunts and you simply nod.
His lips trap you into a far more heated kiss, needy even. You blame yourself for not realising the passion of his kiss before. "Sir" You whisper against his lips. At this point you feel like you're more needy than he is. "I need it" You beg. He smiles and gets you right arm free from the ropes and tie, placing it on his length. "Earn it bitch" He says and your hand start moving, up and down, masturbating his hardness. His dick throbs against your soft hand.
You motions pick up a faster pace, triggering a deeper need in him. "Enough" He says, grabbing your wrist firmly. You stop inmediately while he turns the vibrator back on. His hand moves your arm away from his length. "Let me touch you" You plea with a needy voice. He drops your hand onto his shoulder. His lips go back to yours, though they descend along your neck shortly after.
"May I cum please Sir?" You beg in between moans. "Do you want to cum for me?" He asks, removing one of the clothespin with his mouth. "Yes sir, please" You moan out. He releases your other nipple, making you feel even more pleasure. His lips kiss yours passionately and his hand reaches the vibrator, turning it off and removing it this time.
"Oh I forgot this rule" Jungwoo says from behind you. "There's a five minute limit for each one of us" You whine in protest, he chuckles in response. What you assume to be Jaehyun's hand wraps itself with your hair. The strong hand pushes you closer to his dick. Your lips part, letting it enter your mouth.
You remain completely still, letting him take control of your actions. His hand pushes you closer slowly until his tip reaches the back of your throat, since you're used to this, you manage not to gag. But it changes when he thrusts in you faster and harder making you a gagging mess. He pulls out to let you breathe for a brief moment.
His hold on your hair makes it difficult for the blindfold to stay in, so he just rips it off your face. You instantly look up to confirm that it was indeed Jaehyun who'd been fucking your mouth. The sight of his dick right in front of your face is mesmerazing. A smirk draws on his face when he sees the fiixation of your eyes on his hardness. He grabs you by the hair and pulls softly, you crawl following his steps. They guide you towards a sofa where he sits, opening his legs to expose his dick to you.
"Suck" He orders. You nod and move slightly closer to reach better. "Na-ah" He stops you pushing your forehead with his palm. "What do you say?" You gulp and look directly into his eyes. "Yes Daddy" You reply and his hand leaves your forehead. You start by licking it from the bottom to the tip. It makes his dick twitch with pleasure.
You open your mouth widely and get it inside your mouth. Now that he's fully hard though, it doesn't fit as well as before. "All the way in" He comments, and you try, but you can't quite make it. His legs wrap around your neck, anckles pushing you closer to him. You feel his tip entering your throat, a gag. Then it slides in it a bit more. "I said all the way" He says before it reaches the back of your throat and your lips are on the limit of his balls.
His legs go down and you instantly pull out, in search of air. "Good girl" He praises lifting your chin so that you look at him. "Can you do it looking at daddy now?" You feel your cheeks burn with a mixture of passion and embarrassment. "Yes daddy" You manage to let out in between heavy breaths. His leg trap your head again, now your eyes are locked in his.
"Open" He orders and you part your lips. "Wider" You open your mouth wider, sticking your tongue out. "Good girl" He praises before pushing you closer. This time it's quicker and smoother, although when he reaches the back of your throat you gag. It's intense though, to look into his eyes, to see the pleasure you're causing him, the need he's built for you. You stay like that for a while, drooling onto your own thighs.
He pulls out of you again. His fingers collect your spit from his length and feeds it to you, then does the same with what's fallen onto your thighs. He lifts your body and place you laying down on the sofa, head sticking out. He inserts his balls inside your mouth, they're soft and warm. Then he slides his dick inside your throat, this time with his hand on your neck.
Through the pressure he's making on your throat, you can actually feel the bulge forming on it, pressing against his palm. He thrusts in and out of you. Harder. Desperate. "Time's up" Jungwoo's voice forces him to pull out and step away.
"Let's play a different game now" He says. Johnny puts the blidfold back over your eyes and walks you to the same spot you were in. The vibrator returns, when he places it over your throbbing clit you feel you could just cum right there. "You'll be hit by different things, if you guess correctly who did it you get to stay the same way. If you don't we make the toy go faster. You're not allowed to cum during this game. Understood?" You take a deep breath, knowing this will be a hard one. "Yes master" You reply.
You first feel the whip on your thigh. You clearly remember Johnny holding it before so you don't doubt to say "Sir" The vibrator starts moving under your clit with a slow pace. Fuck you think. A paddle coes next, this time you decide to focus on the roughness of the hit. When the wood material touches the sensitive skin of your butt a loud scream leaves your mouth. It hurted. It hurted quite a lot. "Sir" This time it should be right.
And it is, because it stays the same. A palm hits your face. It feels rough, but his hand was soft and moist, it was definetely Jaehyun. "Daddy" The vibrator stays the same way. It goes on for some more rounds. Since it's hard to guess the toy is now almost to its full potential. You've given up at this point. "Please. I'm gonna cum" You cry out. "You can't" Jungwoo's voice breaks you. The deep breaths had stopped working long ago.
Luckily enough a hand reaches, taking the vibrator away from your skin. "You've done great so far pet" Jungwoo's praise makes you sob "This last test will be easy. We'll cum in your mouth and you'll try to guess who's it is. No consequences. After you take all of our loads, you will cum" You whine in desperation but nod at the instructions.
They order you to keep your mouth open, to wait for their loads. The first one is big, fills your whole mouth, hot and liquidy, the taste is bitter. "Daddy" You guess since his precum was slightly similar. "Good girl" He says with a proud smile. The next one is thicker there's less of it and it is rather sweet. You know cum can change over time but this is nothing like Jungwoo's loads. "Sir" Johnny congratulates your guess by spitting in your mouth. Now you're completely sure it was him.
Lastly Jungwoo's hot and citric cum fills your mouth. You swallow them all at once and with a smile say "Master" He pats your head and helps you lay down. He places your head on his crossed legs and removes the blindfold, just in time to allow you to see how the two boys get closer to your pussy. They stick their tongues out and start licking over your folds.
You were already dripping wet, but their saliva makes it all sloppier. The view of their tongues collapsing with each other, while they fight over who gets to lick over your clit makes you blush intensely. Jungwoo's fingers pinch your nipples, keeping them erect. The orgasm starts building up inside of you, body spasming with pleasure.
"Can I cum?" You moan. They all say "Yes" at the same time, followed by encouragements such as "Come for me baby" or "Let me taste your cum" You end up squirting. Jaehyun traps the blast in between his lips, sucking in your juices. Johnny takes his turn right after. And you're left trembling, eyes rolling back into your head and body completely messy with different tastes and fluids.
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Day Twenty-Two: Cuckolding w/ Jaehyun & Johnny (& XJ, HD)
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** cuckolding (in this case, consensual), voyeurism, degradation, gets fluffy towards the end though
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Cuckold (noun)
a man whose wife is sexually unfaithful, often regarded as an object of derision. OR A man who finds arousal in watching his girlfriend/wife having sex with another man.
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The first time was with Hendery. 
Jaehyun was out of the country, you were horny. Hendery was just… there.
You didn’t know him well, neither did he know you well. You’d met him on a few occasions when you were with Jaehyun, and he was handsome and funny. It was a coincidence that you ran into him, that you recognized each other. 
The better coincidence was that Hendery didn’t seem to hesitate in accepting your advances. He wanted you too.
He had the dorm all to himself for the better part of the day, and he took you there. He showed you to his bedroom, and he let you push him onto the bed and kiss him. He touched you, he kissed you, and he fucked you right there like he didn’t care that you were in a relationship with Jaehyun. In fact, he made light of the situation.
“Does Jaehyun hyung not fuck you right? You have to come find it elsewhere?” He’d said as he bent your knee up to your shoulder. “What would he think if he knew you were fucking around with me?”
Little did Hendery know, Jaehyun probably wouldn’t care too much. 
Your relationship with Jaehyun was embedded in solid rock foundations. It wasn’t going anywhere. There was no chance of it crumbling around you. He knew that you loved him entirely, and that nothing and no one could change that. You’d joked with him before that if he’s ever gone for too long touring or anything you’d have to find someone else to fuck since your sex drive wouldn’t be able to handle him being away for so long, and Jaehyun had just kissed you long and deep, passionately stealing your breath away before he’d told you that you’d just better not fall in love.
You’d taken a selfie in Hendery’s bed before you left, catching a snapshot of his chest and his arm, a hint of his jaw. He’d fallen asleep, and you slipped out before any of his other members could come home.
When Jaehyun finally returned to you, you showed him the photo and told him, “I told you I’d have to find someone to fill me in your absence.” 
Jaehyun’s ears had gone pink, and for a moment you worried that it was anger and not embarrassment, that his previously cavalier attitude about you sleeping with someone else hadn’t been as easy-going as you’d assumed.
“Did he kiss you?” Jaehyun asked, lifting his hand to tuck your hair behind your ear. 
“Yes,” you speak truthfully. You’re not going to lie to Jaehyun about any of this. Even if you’re not staying totally faithful to just his cock, you’re going to be honest about it.
Jaehyun kisses you, hand pressed to your lower back, stealing your breath away. When he breaks the kiss it’s only to lean his forehead against yours. “What else did he do to you?”
You smile, and then you tell him everything. Every action, every word, every feeling that you felt with Hendery. Jaehyun replicates it all, marking you again as his.
And the next time he sees Hendery at the company building, Jaehyun tells you about how Hendery acted so cocky around Jaehyun, smirking at him like Hendery knew a secret Jaehyun didn’t. And it’s only a few days after that Jaehyun comes over to see you, all dimples and giggles as he throws himself down on your bed and tells you that he overheard a whispered rumor from around the corner earlier.
“They were saying I’m a cuck,” he laughs. “That Hendery had sex with my girlfriend while I was gone, and I’m totally unaware.”
“You find it funny?” You ask, climbing over him. “They think your girlfriend is a cheating slut? That you’re insufficient in bed, so I have to go seeking good dick elsewhere?”
Jaehyun laughs. “Well, I know the truth, don’t I? You just missed me. You told me it was going to happen, you just didn’t say with who. Like I said, just don’t fall in love with anyone but me.”
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The second time it happens, it’s Xiaojun.
Much like Hendery, you don’t know him all that well. Unlike Hendery, Jaehyun suggested Xiaojun to you.
“If you’re interested while I’m away,” he says one day while you’re in bed. “I heard a rumor that Xiaojun thinks you’re sexy. And after hearing about you and Hendery, he wonders if he’d have a chance.”
“How do you know this stuff?” You ask.
Jaehyun shrugs, massaging a hand over your bare thigh. “I just hear about it. Everyone’s whispering constantly–the members, the managers, staff members–they all gossip. I just have to be quiet, and I hear them. Now, what do you say? Xiaojun? He’s fit.”
You do it because Jaehyun’s right. Xiaojun is fit. You like his muscles, his eyebrows. You like the sound of his laugh, and you really like it when he plows into you, when Xiaojun holds himself above you with his muscular arms around you. 
It’s fun and different with him. You get to go home afterwards, knowing that you’re going to call Jaehyun and tell him about it, that Xiaojun is going to spread more of the gossip that you’re having affairs, that you’re a slut that can’t keep her legs closed while Jaehyun is traveling. 
But at the end of the day, all you want is Jaehyun. 
You don’t mind using the others' cocks to get off, but the only one that means anything, the only one that you have any kind of attachment to, is Jaehyun.
So even though you fuck Xiaojun twice more while Jaehyun’s away, the moment that your boyfriend is back, you tumble him into bed and you don’t let him leave until late the following morning. 
“You’re mine,” you tell him, clinging to him from behind as he sits up in bed. “I love you.”
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The third time involves Johnny. 
You know Johnny. You’ve met him countless times when you’ve been at the dorms, when he’s been out with you and Jaehyun, a few times when he’d dropped your tipsy boyfriend off at your place for a sleepover. He’s a good friend to Jaehyun, so you’d never have imagined him as a possibility. 
Until he’s right there. 
The guys didn’t all live together anymore, and even the last time they’d lived within the same building, Jaehyun and Johnny hadn’t lived within the same apartment. But for some reason, Johnny had come over to Jaehyun’s this morning, just letting himself into the apartment. 
You’re actually in the midst of giving Jaehyun a very thorough good morning, head beneath the blanket when the bedroom door suddenly pops open. 
In walks Johnny, his face pink from the blustery winter air outside. He frowns when he sees you sitting up, your hair in disarray, and your lips slick with saliva. 
Jaehyun doesn’t bother covering up. 
“Hyung?” 
Johnny stares at you for a long moment before looking at Jaehyun’s face. “Dude, you know she’s cheating on you, right? I thought you broke up with her.”
Those words make your heart plunge into your belly. But Jaehyun laughs, smiling over at you as he runs his fingers back through his hair. 
“No, she’s not.” Jaehyun locks eyes with you. 
Johnny, growing more frustrated by the second, argues, “Have you not heard the rumors? Everyone’s talking about how your girlfriend fucked Hendery and Xiaojun. How every time you’re out of town she fucks someone new.” He waves an accusatory hand in your direction. “I know you’ve heard about it. Doyoung said he’s told you about it all.”
“I know.” Jaehyun nods. “But it’s okay.”
“So… What? You like her getting dick from other guys?” Johnny makes an incredulous face. “You know you’re not enough for her? So you let her get fucked by guys you know, who are just gonna shit talk you behind your back?”
“She’s insatiable, hyung.” Jaehyun reaches over to you, his hand patting at your thigh. “If I’m not enough to fill her appetite, I’ll let her snack elsewhere. As long as she comes to me for her main meals and dessert.”
You like the way he phrases it, like you’re just a glutton. In some ways, you suppose you are. 
“But everyone knows,” Johnny says. “By now even the fans must have heard rumors that you’ve got a girlfriend who’s sleeping around. Xiaojun has pictures and videos, you know.”
Jaehyun sits up in bed then for the first time, staring stiffly at Johnny. “Well, have you seen the videos or the pictures, hyung? Because that would make you just as guilty as him.”
“He’s not showing them to anyone.” Johnny looks quickly at you. “How can you sit here beside him, looking perfectly fine as I tell him about you?”
“Because it is fine.” You shrug. “Do you think he doesn’t know? Jaehyun’s already told you he knows. I’ve told him. I’ve shown him pictures and videos. I’ve told him about what we did. Jaehyun likes knowing about my escapades with other men. Why does it bother you so much?” You pull yourself out from beneath the sheets, crawling slowly across the bed toward where Johnny’s standing. “Haven’t you wondered, in all of your listening to these rumors, and not being able to see the evidence, if you could get away with it too? If you could fuck your friend’s girlfriend behind his back?”
You watch Johnny’s face as he looks quickly over your face before glancing back at Jaehyun behind you. 
“Jae tells me that you’ve got a big dick, Johnny.” You settle onto your knees on the mattress right in front of him. “Won’t you show Jaehyun oppa how to fuck me?” You reach for his hands as you pout out your bottom lip, begging. 
Behind you, Jaehyun makes a quiet groan, settling down into the sheets a little more, just watching. 
Johnny looks like he’s at war with himself. You can see the want, the temptation tugging at the strings of his morals. 
“Make him watch,” you tell him, “Make Jae watch as you fuck his girlfriend.”
When you lean forward, passing your hand over the front of his pants, tipping your head so you can kiss right above the waistline of his pants, Johnny snaps. 
He grips your hair, all but dragging you off the bed. Rough, but you like it. And you like it even more when you look up and see him pointing at Jaehyun over your head as he says, “You just stay right fucking there.”
You keep your eyes on Johnny, touching Johnny, and you moan for Johnny. “Fuck, Johnny, let me have your cock,” you beg, “Let me see it.”
You ignore Jaehyun, knowing that he’s going to get off on just that aspect alone—getting to view you cheating on him. He likes it. And now, with Jaehyun’s permission, Johnny likes it too. 
Kneeling there on the floor in front of him with his fingers still twisted in your hair, your mouth waters as Johnny drops his pants with one hand. His dick is pretty big. Heavy and tasty, you want to have him in your mouth. 
Luckily, that’s exactly what Johnny wants too. 
Johnny fucks your mouth, holding your mouth down around him to deep-throat him all while Jaehyun watches. And when he cums, he covers your lips with it so when you turn around and pull yourself back up onto the bed, Jaehyun can see your lips creamy with Johnny’s cum. 
“Pathetic,” Johnny says from behind you. “Fucking shameful, Jaehyun. You really just let me fuck your girl right in front of you? Cum on her like she’s mine to do that to?”
Johnny smacks your ass, handprint burning, but you don’t mind. You just moan for more, dropping your head down onto Jaehyun’s thigh, and that eggs Johnny on even more to degrade you and Jaehyun in the same breath—calling you a whore and Jaehyun a pathetic cuckold. 
You love it. 
Judging by the press of Jaehyun’s erection against your cheek, he loves it too. 
Johnny smacks your ass again before he grabs both of your hips and pulls you back towards him. You beg for more from Johnny even as you look at Jaehyun. 
“Just watch,” Johnny growls, “Listen as she begs me for more, Jaehyun-ah. Are you so pathetic you can’t even show your girlfriend a good time? She’s so desperate for a good time, look at her, she’s about to start humping me like a dog.”
The degradation Johnny’s pouring on your both is just the icing on this very sweet cake. 
He’s making you feel like a dirty, rotten whore but in the best possible way—the way that means you just want to be face-down ass-up with his cum dripping from your pussy before he throws you back into Jaehyun’s arms. And the way he’s treating Jaehyun gets you hot too, especially because you know the rough way Jaehyun’s going to make up for this later, his reassertion of dominance with you. Just the way you like it. 
Johnny gets rough with you now, grabbing at your hips, pulling your back up against his chest. He grips your hair to make you stare right at Jaehyun while he whispers in your ear, “You’re both so wrong for this. He wants to watch you get fucked, and you want him to watch you get fucked. He wants to be made to feel like he’s not enough for you, like he’s not worth it. Does Jaehyun ever submit for you, angel? I feel like he would if you just asked.”
You don’t want Jaehyun to submit for you. You like him dominant with you, but you like him like this too—powerless while you take your pleasure with a mother man. It’s a power trip kind of thing, but one that you wouldn’t care to replicate when it’s just you and Jaehyun. There’s a different dynamic at play right now, that’s what makes this so thrilling. 
As Johnny reaches down, guiding his cock inside you, you reach back, touching his hair, trying to pull his mouth down against yours. You want to kiss him, want Jaehyun to watch you kiss and get fucked by one of his best friends. 
Johnny folds around you, his cock sliding inside you as his arms wrap around your chest, and his mouth meets yours. 
It’s instant, the heat that floods through you based in hunger for Johnny. Still your mind wanders to Jaehyun who sits not two feet in front of you, who’s likely distractedly watching your tits bounce as Johnny starts thrusting, or perhaps he’s watching Johnny’s fingers drive down to your clit, taking the scenic route as he brushes his hand down from your collarbone, around a breast and detouring to thumb over your nipple, down over your ribs and the expanse of your belly, into the valley between your thighs at last. 
You sigh into Johnny’s mouth, the sound twisting into a cry as he really leans into this. He thrusts in more powerfully, stroking his fingers over your clit roughly. It’s a lot, and you curl back against his chest, rocking back to meet his thrusts. His mouth slips from yours so each cry and moan and whimper is open for Jaehyun to hear, each plea and praise from your lips.  
Hands and mouths move all over, you gasp Johnny’s name, body rolling to meet Johnny’s thrusts. Jaehyun watches, his hand fisted beneath the blanket, and you can’t tell in the brief glimpses you get, whether he’s just got his hand in a fist or if he’s touching himself. 
Johnny brings one hand to your chest, and he roughly takes a handful of your tit, your nipple pinched between two of his fingers as he squeezes your breast in his hand. It hurts a little too good, and you roll your head back as your orgasm mounts, peaking when at last Johnny pitches forward, flattening you down against the mattress with your head landing right between Jaehyun’s legs. 
Johnny’s hand rests between your shoulder blades and he fucks in hard and fast and deep with smooth thrusts that push you over the final brink of your orgasm. 
You’re still recovering from it, heart pounding like a wild beast in your chest, when Johnny pulls out and cums over your ass, lower back, a bit on your pussy. 
“That,” he groans as he smears his cock through the streaks of his cum, “is how you fuck your girl, Jaehyun-ah. Leave her breathless, messy, and a little boneless afterwards. Ever seen her like this?”
He leans over you, brushing his fingers along your cheek. You blink slowly and lick your lips. You feel good, buzzing down to your fingertips and toes. 
“Get out.” 
Jaehyun’s voice is hard now, possessive and done with this game for the day. Johnny makes a questioning noise, pulling his hand away from you, and Jaehyun repeats his command. “Get out, Johnny hyung. And don’t tell anyone about it. Okay?”
You feel Johnny’s weight withdrawing from the bed, and you lift your head from the bed long enough to look over your shoulder at him. He’s moved off and is stopping to pull his pants up. 
“Dude, you told me to—“ he starts to say, but Jaehyun cuts him off. 
“We’re fine. I just need you to leave now.” Jaehyun’s hand rests on your head and you lower it back to the sheets. “I’ll talk to you later, but right now, I just need her.”
You close your eyes as Jaehyun pets your hair, and you can hear the sound of Johnny redressing, the sound of him leaving the room and closing the door behind him again. 
“Fuck,” Jaehyun sighs as soon as you hear the distant sound of the apartment door closing. “That was really fucking hot. I’m so hard right now, baby.”
With your eyes still closed, you hear the rushed, wet sound of him jerking off close by. You open your mouth some, not enough to necessarily be an explicit invitation, just enough that you seem enticing. 
Jaehyun gets it. 
You feel the bed shift as he moves up onto his knees. The tip of his cock brushes your lips, and you open up more, holding out your tongue for him as Jaehyun sinks his cock into your mouth. His hands spread across your body, touching you everywhere that Johnny did—your face and your neck, your chest and ribs and belly. He touches your hips then tickles his fingertips over the tops of your thighs until you part your legs in welcome. 
You squirm and moan and choke around his cock as Jaehyun just teases his thumb right over your clit. A slow back and forth, toying with you. He rocks his hips forward, sliding his cock down your throat slowly in time with the movements of his thumb on your clit. 
It’s a cruel tease, but one you enjoy. The slow rise of toe-curling pleasure. 
Jaehyun cums down your throat, flooding your throat with it, forcing you to try to swallow down everything he gives you, though you cough and gag a fair bit too. Especially when his light touches on your clit finally amount to climax, your knees drawing up, thighs twitching as Jaehyun flattens his fingers to rub smooth circles against your clit. 
And afterwards, as your body quakes with aftershocks due to his hand still moving in leisurely, light circles, Jaehyun moves away from your face, slinking down beside you. He doesn’t let up on touching you, and he presses a kiss to your forehead. 
“I love you,” he says the words like a promise, an unbreakable vow to you. 
“I love you,” you promise right back, leaning your forehead against his. A soft moan escapes from the back of your throat, more whine than anything else. “You’re mine, Jaehyun.”
“I’m your what?” He asks, sliding his hand away from the constant stimulation of your clit. 
You roll against him, pressing your face down into the space between his neck and his shoulder. Your body meets his, warmth caught between you. “You’re my everything,” you murmur, tucking the words there against his skin like a solemn confession. “Even when I’m with them, everything is you.”
When you closed your eyes that first time with Hendery, you imagined he was Jaehyun. That his hair that brushed your skin was the soft brown Jaehyun’s was dyed instead of Hendery’s silvery-blond. The same with Xiaojun: his hands were Jaehyun’s, his muscles beneath your fingertips were just similar enough to believably be Jaehyun’s familiar contour if your eyes were closed. You never allowed yourself to moan when you were with them because it would be Jaehyun’s name falling from your lips because even when they were inside you, making you fall apart, it was Jaehyun you were thinking of. 
And with Johnny just now, it was different but the same. Jaehyun was right there with you, he was a big part of it. He was all you could smell with your nose pressed into the bedsheets. His gaze, his hand beneath the blankets, the spread of his legs. You’d been locked on these little details of him, of how he was feeling in witnessing this kink of his that you’d both tapped into. 
“Everything, Jaehyun.” You press your lips to his skin, wishing you could sink impossibly closer. “Absolutely everything.”
He wraps his arms around you, holding you close, tangling his legs with yours. Jaehyun kisses the side of your head, breathing in deeply. 
It’s still morning, just maybe an hour since Johnny barged into the apartment unannounced. You could go back to sleep, you could stay right here and just lie awake in each other's arms. You could start the day. 
That last option sounds the least appealing. 
You know today wasn’t the last time that you’re going to sleep with someone else. Instead, you have a very strong feeling that today was just the first time you’re going to do it right in front of Jaehyun. Doing this today with Johnny just gave you a taste for having Jaehyun involved in your infidelity to him, making him watch. 
Perhaps, next time, you could convince Xiaojun and Hendery to tag-team you while Jaehyun sits back to observe. Or bring Johnny back again. 
You’ll talk it over with him, but not right then. 
No, for the rest of the day, or at least for a few more hours, you want to stay just right here.
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Daddy?? sorry sorry daddy? 😭
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Johnny Suh, Jeong Jaehyun
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Santa! Jaehyun x reader x Polar bear hybrid! Johnny
Synopsis:
What happens when you, a Santarina, one of the many helpers Santa has, screws up big time by sending an inappropriate gift? And to top it off, his best friend from the other department comes knocking on Jaehyun's door in the midst of the scalding heat that's happening at North pole...
Warnings: this is a self-indulgent crack fic, misuse of candy canes, food play, 'oh there's no lube' trope, slight breath play, cream pie, soft towards the end, intoxicated sex, unprotected sex, knotting, slight cum inflation, etc.
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Unbeknownst to others, Santa isn't one person, it's several people overseeing a few regions, and the tradition of Santas delivering gifts on their own has changed in the last few decades, a special and secret unit of Santarinas have been created in lieu of the increasing inches added to the Santas' waists (and the fact that sneaking in like thieves have replaced the classic drop down the chimney acts), but there's a newly elected Santa in the region you're working for, Mr Jeong Jaehyun. He's been in position for a few years now, and needless to say, he's had the Santarinas falling head over heels for his charming good looks.
You huff at the expanse of paperwork you'd have to finish by the next Christmas, scratching your head at this next report you have to submit to reason 'why' a 15 year old wanted a remote controlled dinosaur for Christmas, yes, the lot of you still give gifts to kids up till they're 18, their parting gift.
You decided to put 'immaturity' as the reasoning when someone called your name, your boss appearing over your cubicle.
"Santa's looking for you, missy, and he's not happy, don't be too surprised if you need to pack your bags and leave north pole tomorrow," she says before swinging her hips away to pester some other poor santarina or elf under her supervision.
You swallow a lump down your throat, following your supervisor to the 'big room'.
The room is burgundy red, a stark difference from the bright red and dark green the rest of the office has, in the middle sits Jaehyun, even though there's a prominent glare on his face, he looks as gorgeous as ever, the first few buttons of his red suit unbuttoned, his hair tousled attractively, seemingly as if he's ran his hand through his hair a few times, which he probably did, seeing how stress he looks.
"You may leave now, Ms Lee," Jaehyun says before turning to you, "and you, explain why you gave an 18 year old girl a toy as a Christmas gift," Jaehyun demands, his arms crossing over his chest, further enhancing his cleavage and with the added view of his biceps, you're going to leave this room unemployed and panties drenched if he keeps this up.
"I, um, I thought it'd be a great goodbye and welcome to adulthood gift?" You say uncertainly, eyes avoiding his piercing gaze, but just one look of disappointment on his face gives you the need to explain yourself further, "she wanted it a long time though, I double checked and triple checked her cart on that site, I could go check up on her right now, if she doesn't like it I'll fix this mess immediately-
"There's nothing you can do to fix this mess, thank god I took a glance at the paperwork before it was sent off to HQ, I had to create some bullshit excuse to make up for your mistakes, I don't know how tight lipped the accounting department would be, but if shit gets out, you're going to say you accidently bought a sex toy thinking you were using your own personal card instead of the cooperate card, do you understand?" Jaehyun says, his tone stern and unforgiving.
"Understood," you said meekly, hands clasped together nervously as you prepare for the worse, "are you going to fire me now?" you ask, wanting to get over this as soon as possible.
"Fire you?" Jaehyun asks as he rounds his big oak table, "it would be a shame to let go of a slut like you, wouldn't it? Who would've thought of looking through someone's Adam and Eve's wishlist other than a whore like you?" Jaehyun says with a slight rumble in his chest, is it because he's mad or because he's turned on? "How about we make a deal, you've given so much stress to me the past day, it would be....appropriate if the source of my stress becomes my aid of distressing, isn't that right, slut?" Jaehyun leans back in his chair, eyes looking at you expectantly.
"Yes, sir," you said with a dazed tone, your dirty fantasies playing out before your eyes.
"Sir? That's not really my cup of tea," Jaehyun says with a tilt of his head, eyes still staring into yours.
"Daddy?" you try, if you get this right, you wonder how many kinks the two of you share in common.
"Come to daddy, baby, sit on Santa's lap," Jaehyun demands, patting his thighs invitingly.
You cross the few steps to Jaehyun eagerly, until the very last step, you hesitate, your nerves firing up, what if he's only joking? What if he's pulling a prank to humiliate you?
Before you could overthink the situation any further, Jaehyun grasps your hips with his strong hands, manhandling you onto his lap.
A shocked gasp leaves your lips, but before you could process what has happened, you feel Jaehyun's pouty lips on your neck, inhaling your scent.
"Sweet."
You tilt your head back to give Jaehyun more access, shuddering when you feel his sharp teeth graze the expanse of your neck.
Jaehyun gauges your reactions, a sly smile on his face when he feels you squirming on his lap, he bares his mouth, sucking large purple marks onto your neck, your core drenched at the thought of walking out of his office with Jaehyun's touch written all over your body, letting everyone know.
Your squirming movements have led to something hard poking at your ass, and being none the wiser, you grinded back onto his cock without permission, earning a spank on your butt, a moan falling from your lips.
"I thought I was going to get a present on Santa's lap," you say, turning your head over to face Jaehyun with a pout.
"Presents or punishments, it's entirely up to you, baby," Jaehyun says before holding your jaw in his big hands, mushing your cheeks together to place a sloppy, possessive kiss on your lips, your hands bunched up in his red velvet top, his enthusiasm fueling you to go further, thinking of sliding your hands down his chest, but before you could do so, the door of his office bursts open, freezing at your movements, you turn back to stare at the intruder, heat rushing up your cheeks when you realise it's Jaehyun's best friend, the polar bear hybrid that heads his fellow polar bear hybrids in moving gifts onto sleighs.
"Well, looks like Mr Santa is having an early celebration, guess me and this bottle of whisky's got to look for some other company tonight," Johnny muses before he retreats a few steps to close the door, but before he could so, Jaehyun cuts in.
"Why don't you join us, you worked hard too, don't you think, baby?" Jaehyun asks, his warm hands running up and down your thighs.
You nod your head, not trusting your voice, you brain isn't registering the fact that two of the most popular men in your region department are going to have you for the night.
"Well, if the lady's welcoming me, it'd be rude for me to turn down the offer," Johnny says before stepping back in, locking the door.
Jaehyun turns his attention back to you, "get on your knees to suck Santa's candy cane, baby," Jaehyun orders, maneuvering your hips down for you.
You immediately comply, hands flying to undress Jaehyun, pulling his dress pants and boxers down in one go, his big cock springing up from its confines, hitting you in the face.
"Sorry, babe, guess it was excited to see you," Jaehyun says, petting your hair, guiding your head to his dick.
You wrap your lips around him, gentle hands reaching under, gently playing with his balls, cupping them while you tongue his tip, alternating between sucking his head and deep throating his length, earning groans of pleasure from the delicious man above you that send shocks of pleasure down to your core.
Busy pleasuring Jaehyun, you briefly forgot about Johnny's presence, until you feel him tugging up your skirt and your panties down.
"You got this wet just from sucking Jaehyun off, baby?" Johnny asks from behind you, hands grasping onto your cheeks, pulling them apart to reveal your puckered hole.
"You ever played with yourself here, baby?" Johnny asks before he drips a wad of spit down your opening, stuttering in your movements.
"How about I prep you with the candy cane challenge?" Johnny asks, you freeze in your movements, mind blanked.
You heard of the challenge. Every year on New Year's Day, anonymous accounts from your region would upload photos of their ass jammed up with candy canes on the 'after work' forum page, the person, identity unknown of course, with the most candy canes sticking out their ass wins.
You nod your head, not trusting your own voice, mentally preparing yourself for what's to come, not that you're against the idea, but the most you had in your butt was a small dildo, and Johnny's a polar bear hybrid, they're known for being big.
Johnny smiles slyly at your sudden shy demeanour, propping up your butt.
"This is going to get very interesting," Jaehyun muses, trying to keep his eyes open despite the pleasure streaming through his veins when you continued your ministrations on him.
You hear a pop of a bottle before you feel the cold drink drip down your crack, shivering at the contact.
"Sorry, baby, I don't think Jaehyun's got any lube in his office," Johnny apologises before breaching your rim with a finger, you hum a moan around Jaehyun's cock, his length constricting around your throat.
Jaehyun muffles a moan in his throat before he cums down your throat, spurts of warm liquid filling your belly.
When you were busy endulging in that sated feeling, you feel Johnny sliding his fingers out, trading it for a single candy cane, you're not sure how thick a single candy cane is, but when you saw the jar of candy on Jaehyun's table, it looked no less than 1 centimetres in thickness and maybe 6 inches long, you have no idea why Jaehyun stocks up on big candy canes throughout the office, maybe it's a Santa addiction.
As Jaehyun rides out his high with a hand on your hair, Johnny slides in another candy cane, fucking you open with the hooks of the candy, watching with lustful eyes as he watches your ass swallow the long candy, he adds two more into your rim, he moves the canes around, trying to locate that one spot that would make you scream his name when he's going to have his way with you, when Johnny hit a particular angle, your jaw slacks, having pulled out a moan from the man behind you, releasing Jaehyun's tip from your warm mouth.
"What a shame, I was enjoying her cockwarming me, but guess it's a sign for me to join the fun," Jaehyun notes before shuffling to the jar on the floor, picking up two candy canes, stuffing them into your ass, totaling the score to six candy canes, you're only halfway to last year's record, given that this challenge started 3 years ago, no one has topped last year's record of 12.
"She'll have to take lots more to fit me," Johnny muses before stuffing another three in your ass, he's given up on fucking you open now, just enjoying the sight of your ass being ruined by him and his best friend.
"I think she'll need at least 15 to take you, dude," Jaehyun says with a chuckle before putting another two in.
Your mind is getting hazy now, the feeling of being so full making you dumb, and the two men's comments aren't helping in the slightest.
"15?? Yeah, no, make it 20 at least," Johnny says with all seriousness before putting another two inside you, is it ten yet? You feel so stretched, you really hope you won't bleed after this.
As if hearing your thoughts, Jaehyun pours more whisky down your ass, but it goes amiss, cursing, he adjusts the angle of your butt, tilting it upwards and pouring the whisky onto the candy canes, letting it flow down into your ass before you feel someone shove another two into your butt, the stretch burning less now that there's more lubricant.
You don't know how long they keep repeating this cycle, but you could feel the whisky getting to your head even though you're good at handling your alcohol.
Before you knew it, the prodding of candy and whisky stops, the two men stand up to get a better look at you, your ass up in the air while your head rests on Jaehyun's chair, chest heaving from the mix of pleasure and alcohol in your system.
"I think we have a world record here, Jae, she's definitely beaten the forum's record," Johnny says with a proud tone, a warm fuzzy feeling sinking into your belly.
"By a lot?" you hear Jaehyun ask.
"By ten, she's got twenty two candy canes up her ass, now she's ready for a big boy like me," Johnny announces, but before you even think of pushing all the candy out, Jaehyun shuffles around his office for something.
"You don't mind me taking a picture right, baby? It'd be a waste not to post this on the forum, we're so proud of you, baby," Jaehyun definitely knows how to sweet talk, getting you to agree, it'd be a waste not to break the forum's record after all your hard work, right? No one's going to know it's you anyways.
You hear a snap of a shutter before Jaehyun comes shuffling in front of you, showing you your ruined asshole, bulging with so many candy canes, you're sure they opened a new pack of it just to complete the challenge.
"Isn't your hole so pretty, baby? Now it's time for part two of our little game," Johnny tells you before lifting you up from the ground, placing you on Jaehyun's desk, walking to the other side to fuck you properly, as you deserve of course, and before you knew it, you felt Johnny pull all the candy canes out your ass, leaving you gaping, and uncomfortably empty, you whine at the sudden loss in your butt, arching your ass up in silent notion of telling Johnny to hurry up and fuck you.
You hear a snicker behind you as Jaehyun takes a seat back on his own office chair, lightly jerking himself off, he's going to enjoy the view of your titties jiggling when his friend fucks you from behind.
Before you could whine any further, Johnny slides himself into your warmth, shuddering at the slight sticky residue the candy had leftover.
"Fuck, this isn't like anything I've felt before, holy shit," Johnny curses before pulling out, leaving the tip inside before slamming himself back into you, earning a scream of his name from you, silently thanking Jaehyun that his office is sound proofed, or he'd have lots of explaining to do.
Johnny busies himself by occupying a hand on your breast while the other is rubbing quick circles on your clit, his rough finger pads from all the moving has your legs twitching in pleasure, he wants to make a good impression if he doesnt want this to be the last time you let him hit.
You thought you'd be able to last quite a bit, but Jaehyun's suddenly standing up, his cock red at the tip, you know he wants more, so you open your mouth wide, but what you didn't expect was for him to shove one of his balls into your mouth, engulfing one of the most sensitive parts of his body into your mouth.
You suck and lick gently, switching for his other sack when you feel him tap your shoulder, slobbering onto his balls because, god, Johnny's fucking you brainless, once he's coated with your spit, he pulls away from you.
"Lift her up, Johnny, I wanna cum in her tight little pussy," Jaehyun says before you feel Johnny clasp a hand over your neck, pulling you up against his chest as if you weigh nothing, bless polar bear hybrids for having abnormal strength because you wouldn't have the energy to hold yourself up this way.
You let out a whimper when you feel Jaehyun thrust his whole length into you, giving you no time to adjust before he starts fucking you alongside his best friend, the feeling of two cocks almost breaching your thin walls separating your two holes is making you delirious, you're so far gone into sub space that all you could do was blabber words like 'so big' and 'so full' between moans of the word 'daddy' and Johnny's name.
Suddenly, the string in your core snapped and you could feel the pleasure from the tips of your toes to the pleasure points of your whole body, squirting onto Jaehyun's dick, coating him with your cum.
But the two men that have you sandwiched between them are still relentless, not stopping until they push you into overstimulation, you could feel tears prickling at the corner of your eyes and you swear you had another mini orgasm when Johnny and Jaehyun finally came together, fucking into your lifeless body with sloppy thrusts to milk the last of their orgasms, but what took you by surprise was that you haven't felt Johnny cumming despite him stopping, and that's when you felt it, the base of his cock chubbing up.
You gasp at the odd feeling, looking back in panic only to see Johnny smiling at you warmly.
"This is why I needed to stuff your ass with 22 candy canes, baby. Polar bear hybrids have knots, unlike those pretty boy elfs that you're used to fucking," Johnny says, not sure if he's implying your long term casual fling partner Jaemin or your recent one, Renjun, has he been keeping an eye on you?
You nod defeatedly, knowing that Johnny is probably the biggest you're ever going to have, and before you knew it, you feel thick ropes of cum streaming into your ass, filling you up with so much cum that Jaehyun pulls out to inspect the slight pudge on your lower belly.
"When you said the first orgasm right after hibernation is a fuck ton, I thought you were exaggerating," Jaehyun notes, still eyeing your bulged stomach.
"If only," Johnny says with a scoff, "but our baby's taking it like a champ, isn't she?" Johnny asks, in which you nod, your submissive self loving the amount of compliments Johnny showers you in.
"This is going to go on for quite a bit, can we lie down in your chambers?" Johnny asks, but he's already moving you.
Jaehyun nods, opening the door to his home, located just behind his office, and soon after, you feel the warmth of the sheets and you had drifted off to sleep, still connected to Johnny.
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When you woke up, the bed you were in is empty, but you hear light chatter and laughter from outside, you look down to see you're adorned in a thick sweater that you swore Jaehyun's worn before, smiling at the familiar scent, you quickly slipped onto the house slippers set beside the bed for you, padding out of the bedroom.
"Looks like someone's up," Johnny says before taking a quick sip of his coffee.
"Morning, baby, slept well?" Jaehyun asks before embracing you into a hug, you hope he isn't this affectionate with all the girls he's slept with.
"Yeah, what about the both of you?" you ask, turning to Johnny too.
"It'd be an outrage not to sleep well after yesterday's events, baby, and speaking of which, take a look at the forum, you're trending and everyone's trying to guess who it is," Johnny says before Jaehyun opens up his phone for you to see.
There it is, a photo of your ass filled with candy canes, and some comments down below.
There's no way anyone could beat that next year.
If you don't got at least 15 up your ass, then you'd look like a loser next to this person.
I really wanted to try the challenge this year, guess we just got to work harder:(((
"Wow," you say, speechless at all the comments directed at you.
"Wow indeed, baby, and about last night, me and Jaehyun would really love to keep up with whatever we have between us, it's not everyday we meet a champ like you in bed, so.... what do you say, baby? Wanna trade hearts this Christmas?" Johnny asks.
"We swear we won't give it away next year," Jaehyun adds on, eyeing you hopefully.
"As long as the only tears I'm shedding are from sex then I'm in," you say, excited for what's to come for the three of you.
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wooqi · 7 months
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_Do you want to come at my house this afternoon ? asked Donghyuck in a cheerful voice.
Donghyuck Suh, aka Haechan, was a baby faced boy with a high pitched voice. He had cute cheeks, big eyes and brown hair. He also was an annoying bitch. He was currently on the phone with his friend Ten.
_Yeah, sure. The Thai man answered. I've never been to your house.
Ten Chittaphon Leechaiyapornkul was a thailandese boy, a bit older than Donghyuck although he was smaller. He had black hair, thin waist and cat eyes. He also was a sharpe-tongued whore.
_My dad won't be here, he'll be at his friend's place. Which means we can do whatever we want to do. I'll send you the address.
_Cool. See ya !
Ten hung up. Laying on his bed, he was staring at the ceiling. It's been a while since he hasn't been fucked properly. However, he had no money and couldn't go partying and make out with everybody. Not like he had permission to anyways. It was the promise he made to his mother in order to be allowed to move to Korea. He was doomed to eat pizza next to his friend for the following years. The boy sighed. He was craving some good dick. His phone rang, announcing the notification of Donghyuck's address. He finally stood up. In his bathroom, he showered quickly, dressed up and put on make up. Once he was ready to go, he texted his friend, warning him he'd be there soon.
_Hey ! the younger greeted as soon as he opened his door. My father is here with his friend. They changed their plans. There's his son too. Mark. You know, I already talked about him a few times.
_Probably. The one you're running after, right ? Ten smirked.
The taller eventually allowed him inside after rolling his eyes.
_Dad, this is Ten. Ten bowed respectfully before looking at the man sat in front of him. And fuck, he was hot. Even hotter than Mr. Qian, Yangyang's father. And Mr Qian was quite sexy. And Ten, this is my dad and Mister Jung Jaehyun, Mark's father.
_Nice to meet you. Said a low voice. The boy turned to see it's owner. And again, he wasn't disappointed. The said Jaehyun was also breathtaking. As he was smiling, Ten could see dimples breaking the coldness of his face. The Thai returned the greeting shyly.
_Please, have a seat. Mr Suh offered with a soft smile. The younger obeyed, taking place next to his friend on the couch. The latter snickered.
_I never knew you were so shy. You're blushing like crazy right now.
_Shut up. Ten bit back. « It's not because I'm shy. » Haechan gasped dramatically.
_Right in front of my father ! How daring !
After a few minutes of polite conversation, the brown haired boy began to bicker with Mark, his coke spilling on Ten's shirt after a few seconds. The two fathers immediately stood up, scolding their sons. Both of them apologized before Donghyuck took him to the bathroom.
_I washed up barely thirty minutes ago ! I'm so sticky now ! Ten complained. And my white t-shirt is wasted. he pouted.
_I'll buy you another one. Once you're done, you can take one of my shirt. Haechan said as he handed him a towel. Have fun.
Only ten minutes later, the boy cut the water. He suddenly realised how dumb his friend was. He forgot to tell him where his room was. He then noticed the younger's text.
Sorry dude, I'm out with Mark. Our dads asked us to get some groceries for dinner, they said you can stay ! Wait for me in my room ;) 2nd door on the left. Btw, I still have my ex's underwear lmao. If you wear them, not only I'll buy you a shirt but also the sweatshirt you wanted so much :D What do you say ?
_Stupid bastard. he pestered.
He went to the younger's bedroom and found the underwear waiting on the bed. It was a sexy set of lingerie, of a deep shade of purple. He took off the towel around his waist, smiling. It was the type of stuff he liked. As he was finishing to put the string on, he heard a noise behind him. A bright red colored his entire face when his eyes fell on Donghyuck's dad. The man quickly looked away, embarrassed.
_Sorry, I thought you were still in the bathroom.
Ten thought he couldn't be more ashamed. « Screw it. I'll never come to this house again, I have nothing to lose. My pride is already crushed anyway.» Seeing Mr Suh staying still, he climbed up Haechan's bed, spreading his legs. Mr Suh was tall, with brown hair, thick arms, thick thighs and probably thick dick. His breath shortened at the sight. Ten was gazing at him sensually, his hand already down at his crotch.
_Ten, I could be your father.
_You could be my daddy. Do I look good like this ? He asked playfully.
The latter's brow furrowed. He smirked before walking towards the bed. He positioned himself above Ten, his thumb stroking the younger's lips. He was so much bigger than him, the Thai disappearing under his frame.
_Doesn't Mister Jung wants to have fun too ? Is he single ? Mr Suh laughed at his boldness.
_You can go to my room baby, I'll ask him to join. He extended his hand to help the smaller stand up. He then led him to his own room. Get on the bed. Ten cursed silently. His dominant voice sent shiver down his spine. I'm coming right back.
Ten laid on the giant bed, spreading his legs once again. The white sheets smelled like their owner, a reassuring scent, making the boy close his eyes. He removed the set of lingerie, waiting for Donghyuck's dad to come back.
_You wanted to see me baby ?
He could already feel his hole flutter at the low, amused voice.
_Isn't he so pretty ? All ours for us to use. Mr Suh humed as he unbuttoned his shirt.
_An amazing view. Mr Jung smirked in agreement. He sat on the edge of the bed, touching the sweet lips in front of him. We were right to send our sons away, hum ? As Ten nodded, Mr Jung slipped his fingers inside the younger's mouth. That's right. Licking my fingers so well just like the good boy you are.
_Get on all four.
The younger obeyed. He whimpered when he felt Mr Jung's wet fingers against his hole. In front of him, Mr Suh was stroking his cock. Ten parted his lips, already drooling at the sight. He was huge, but the boy was eager to take him inside his mouth. Mr Suh teased him for a while, playing with the head of his dick, only touching the lips. Growing impatient, Ten sticked his tongue out. Donghyuck's dad laughed before shoving his whole length inside his mouth, earning a gagging sound. As Ten was choking around Mr Suh, Mr Jung eventually pushed one finger inside him. He added another after a few seconds, knowing he was able to take it. Mr Suh could feel the vibration around his cock when Ten moaned. He began thrusting sloppily. At the same time, Mr Jung was preparing him carefuly. Both of them kept Ten occupied like this for a few minutes. Mr Suh finally freed his mouth, allowing the boy to breath properly. When Mr Jung retracted his finger, Ten whimpered at the loss. The older removed his clothes quickly.
_Can I get the lube, John ?  Mr Suh tossed him the small bottle. Ready baby ? Ten nodded eagerly. Good. We won't go easy on you.
Mr Suh pushed his cock inside his mouth once again, thrusting harder than before. He smirked. Hearing the gagged whimpers below him sounded heavenly. Ten was too concentrated to deepthroat Mr Suh to remember Mr Jung. He moaned loudly when the head of Mr Jung's length pushed through his hole. Mr Suh grabbed a fistful of his hair, keeping his head in place while fastening his pace. Ten's choking sound echoed inside the room when Mr Suh forced him to take his dick to the base, thightening his grip against his hair. He stayed buried there, waiting for his friend to bottom out. Mr Jung groaned as he felt the warm walls wrapping him so well. With only a glance at John, they both started to move. Ten’s dick was beginning to long for release. He wanted to beg for Mr Jung to slow down but his mouth was already full. He had no choice but to take the massive cock inside his ass. Mr Suh was facefucking him hard, tip hitting the back of his throat each time. He was chasing his high, not caring about the tear pooling in the boy's eyes nor the saliva dripping on his chin. On the other side, Mr Jung was ramming his ass with no mercy. But Ten was loving every second of it. He loved having his holes abused like this and having no choice but to submit. And the two men guessed it easily. Ten was overwhelmed with all the pleasure he was getting, he needed release. He took his dick in his hand, stroking it desperatly. Mr Suh stopped abruptly. So did Mr Jung.
_Who allowed you to touch yourself ? Mr Suh asked in a stern voice. He pulled out, frowning.
_I'm sorry Daddy. I need to cum so bad ! Ten squealed when Mr Jung's hand slammed down is ass. Please ! He begged. Mr Jung removed himself, making the boy whine. They manhandled him in another position. He was now laying on Mr Jung, facing him. The older kissed him before sliding into him once again. But when he felt fingers prodding at his entrance, he sat up quickly. No ! You're to big, it won't fit ! Ten protested. Mr Suh smiled.
_A whore like you can take it easily. Don't worry, I'll prep you good enough so it doesn't hurt. Do you trust me ? Ten hesitated before laying back down.
_Yes. I trust you.
_Good boy.
He whimpered when he felt two fingers adding to Mr Jung's cock. Mr Jung was girthy to say the least, and Mr Suh wasn't bad himself. He wasn't sure he could take it. Mr Jung stroked his hair gently, trying to distract him from the pain of another finger. A few minutes later, Mr Suh retracted from him.
_Tell me if you want me to stop, okay ?
_Yes Daddy. I think I'll be fine, don't worry.
Ten cried out as Mr Suh impaled him with his cock. Mr Jung was whispering praises in his ear, contrasting with the filthy words coming from the latter. Mr Suh groaned as he started thrusting up slowly. The feeling of his friend's cock against his only increased his pleasure.
_See ? Such a good cocksleeve for us. What would my son think, seeing his dad fuck his friend like this ? Does he know how much of a whore you are ? Letting us use you like a mere hole.
Ten mumbled how they could use him as they pleased, lost in his own pleasure. Mr Suh started to get faster, knowing he wouldn't last long. Ten could sense it too.
_Please, inside.
_Yeah ? My little cockslut want to be our cum dumpster ?
_Yes please. Fill me up. Everytime you need it, just use me.
Both of them smirked. They knew they would. A couple of thrusts was enough for the three of them to reach their orgasm, painting Ten's inside with white ribbons. They stayed buried in for a while, catching their breath before Mr Suh removed himself, followed soon after by Mr Jung.
_How do you feel baby ? Mr Suh asked.
_Like I won't be able to walk for the next decade.
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jaehyunzzmilk · 2 years
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pairing: jaehyun, johnny, yuta and ten x reader
word count: 2k
genre: SMUT SMUT SMUT
summary: after a lot of alcohol and sex talks, your guy friends get a little triggered after you doubt their abilities about something
notes: babies I'm back, as some of you know my computer was broken but now I have it back and I'm gonna be back to writing! I had this idea after watching an euphoria episode 👀 hope you like it, feedback is always welcome
warning: alcohol, oral (fem receiving), oral with multiple partners, fingering, spit play, cum play
- Please I bet you can’t even eat a pussy right! - You say.
Jaehyun, Johnny, Yuta and Ten are chilling at your house. You were taking some soju shots and for a reason the conversation always went sexual after some alcohol.
“- Nah, all the girls I’ve been with never complained!” - Johnny says being super cocky.
- Maybe because they’re too nice to say it in your face! - You talk back.
“- I can tell for their moans I’m good!” - Johnny says taking another shot.
You roll your eyes at him.
“- Baby, eating pussy is my special talent, I have a very flexible tongue!” - Jaehyun says, showing his tongue making some movements.
“- Ok dude!” Ten laughs.
“- I can make any girl come very fast, I’m better than any of you!” - Yuta says, he points his tongue inside his cheek and smirks.
- Speed isn’t everything you know, sometimes it’s all about teasing and sensory deprivation! - You smirk back.
“- Yeah but what’s the point about teasing if I’m not gonna make her cum?” - Yuta blinks at you.
- You're missing the point! - You say back.
“- No but she’s right, I prefer taking my time, so I love when they sit on my face and I can tease her for hours!” - Ten responded.
- So I have a question about that, when you guys say 'sit on my face' do you really mean it like, can I go all in? - You ask.
“- Yup!” - They all say.
“- Breathing? I don't know her?” - Jaehyun says and everyone laughs.
“- Yes baby just sit like you're on a chair, we can handle it.” - Ten adds.
- Anyway what I’m trying to say is… with my experience most of men don’t put all their effort on the girl’s pleasure, as a bisexual I can say, girls do it better!
You guys take more shots when suddenly Ten starts laughing.
“- We should play a game!” He says.
They all turn at him.
What game? - You ask confused.
“- I seriously got curious you know… which one of us could be better so you can, evaluate us.” He continues.
For a moment you thought you misheard him and you had no reaction at all.
“- It’s not what you’re thinking baby, give me your hand!”
Ten gently pulls your hand to his lips and gives a gentle kiss, then he grabs your hand on his, putting your fingers down, like a closed fist.
“- Is he seriously gonna…” Jaehyun says.
“- Shh!” Ten interrupts him.
He looks up at you, God he was so beautiful looking at you this way, with his pale skin and his perfect pointed nose. Then he slowly start licking your fist, right between your thumb and index finger. He does it slow, licking the inner corners of your fingers in a movement like it was your labia, he knows what he is doing. He starts to suck the place right where your clit would be, and teases the bottom again with his lips.
You can feel the chills on your body, you don’t know if it was the alcohol but you feel your body temperature going up, you were liking that a little too much.
Ten stops and look up.
“- Was it good?” He asks. You’re still with no reaction so you come back to your self.
- Yeah! - You give him a smile.
“- So, who’s next?” Ten says smiling.
The rest of the boys look at each other.
“- I'm into it, let’s do this.” Johnny says and goes to the couch by your side.
“- May I?” - He asks for your hand. There’s no way you could resist those eyes.
You give him your hand and he kisses the top. When he turns your hand to the side to the right position he starts french kissing the spot. You were getting turned on. Johnny takes his time passing his tongue up and down on your fingers. Different then Ten he doesn’t suck the clit spot, but he presses his tongue harder, like he was playing with it. You imagine how it would feel like he was going down on you.
“- Good?” - Johnny asks. You almost moan in response.
“- My turn! Move.” Yuta pushes Johnny to the side.
Yuta goes straight to the point but different from the others he puts his hand on your leg and passed his fingers through your tight. He is indeed good with his tongue, he licks and sucks, he is not afraid to be messy, and his tongue is making your body so sexually frustrated. You just want to pull him to your lips and take him right there.
“- Told you I was good!” He looks at you with that smirk.
Jaehyun comes right after. There’s something about the way he’s looking at you. He grabs your hand and kisses everywhere, small pecks, when he turns your hand to the right position, he puts his lips closer but he doesn’t do anything. You can feel his breathing, you’re dying from impatience that your hand gets tense. Jaehyun looks up and makes eye contact with you, you breathe heavily. He starts giving your hand small licks and then sucking all the spots. By all the boys you’re surprised Jaehyun is the one who teased you the most and took his time, but at the same time he didn’t lie when he said his tongue does wonders.
After some minutes of silence and just realizing what just happened, they are all staring at you.
“- So? Who is the winner?” - Johnny asks.
At that moment you don’t even care that you’re gonna regret saying what you're about to say and make the moment awkward between you and your friends, so you just say it.
- I’m gonna need the real proof to be sure!
Johnny widened his eyes, that comment took him by surprise but after some seconds his and the boy’s reactions turned into smirks.
“- Are you joking baby, or do you really mean it?” - Johnny asks, he was staring at you all the way down. They all were.
To prove you weren’t joking, you sit on Johnny’s lap staring at him and give him a passionate kiss. He kisses you back already showing dominance, his tongue fighting with yours while you slowly grind on him. He grabs your butt and pushes you to lay on the couch. You were wearing a dress so he just pulls it up. He looks so hot with his biceps supporting his weight in front on your open legs.
Johnny puts your panties to the side and give your pussy a small lick. You let out a small moan.
“- Look of how wet she got for us just because of a couple of licks in her hand, you were begging for it right baby girl?” - The pet name and his smirk only make you more wet, so you moan more in response.
He comes back to your core and gives a long lick from your labia until your clit. You grab his hair.
“- You taste so sweet!” - He says.
Then he hungrily devours your pussy, like it was his last meal, he can move his tongue fast and slow at the right amount. Like he did on your hand before, he french kisses your pussy lips and presses hard on your clit.
You're in ecstasy while Johnny eats you out and when you're about to cum he is now licking hard on your clit.
- J-Johnny slow down I'm gonna... You can't even finish the sentence and you cum on his mouth.
He grabs your dripping cum on his finger and he puts in his mouth.
Ten approaches you when you're still recovering from your orgasm, he pulls the rest of your dress out.
“- Let's make you more comfortable ok?” - He says throwing your dress on the floor. Then he kisses your mouth and start going down to your nipples. He sucks your nipples, he starts gentle but then he starts sucking and pinching them hard. Ten grabs your boobs with both hands and give a lick from the middle of your chest until your neck, he smiles and you and say. “- Now let's switch places so you can sit on my face!”
After you switch positions you sit on his face, holding on the couch to not loose balance. Ten doesn't loose any time and he starts tasting you. Like he said, he teases you so much it drives you insane, he starts on a spot and if you start moaning he switches to other spot, sometimes he stops and just gives a peck, making you shake in anxiety. Then he goes to your butthole, you put your head back and scream in pleasure when he starts licking your hole. One of his hands goes to your clit and does circle motions while he's still sucking you. The second orgasm of the night hits you, so strong that you lose balance and falls on the couch again.
Before you can even think, Yuta is already in front of you getting in the middle of your legs. You whine.
“- Don't be shy now, you can handle one more.”
Yuta grabs your legs and kisses your inner tights and with his other hand he gives a massage in your other tight, finally he goes up and stops in front of your core.
- Yuta, please! - You beg.
“- Shh baby, don't be a brat!” - He says smirking at you.
When he starts licking you, now you know his cocky self was telling the truth, he was so good in eating you out. His tongue movements were from another level, he was making noises, being messy, he was making you feel so good, his tongue was literally entering your pussy and you could feel his nose touching your clit. He starts fingering you, the pleasure is too much so you're screaming so loud. You don't know how that is even possible but you feel another orgasm coming. He presses his nails hard on your tights with his free hand, he is fingering you and sucking you clit when you squirt, and he cleans it all.
You feel like you're high, you forget about Jaehyun's turn. You never imagined yourself in that situation in front of your friends, where you don't have strength to even move, just laying there with your legs open after your orgasms.
You feel his breath in your knees, then he kisses your inner tights slowly going up to your cunt. You're breathing so fast. You arch your back when his mouth reaches your pussy, he sucks your sensitive clit, flicking his tongue and it seems like he read your mind because he's reaching the perfect spot it always makes you go crazy.
- Fuck, right there! - You scream.
He doesn't stop even for a second, he reaches every corner from your labia and clit. His tongue runs circles in your clit when you feel your high coming. You bite your lip to hold your for screaming again.
But he doesn't stop when you cum, he keeps eating you out.
- Jay... Too much...
He lifts his head and looks at you.
“- You're gonna cum for me one more time!”
He hummed into your pussy and gives a spit, mixing his saliva with your juices. He keeps licking you as fast as before. You were shaking so much but he doesn't stop, he goes harder. You're lost in pleasure when Jaehyun keeps sucking you and this hand goes to you clit, he moves his fingers in circle motions, same speed as he is licking you. You can 't take it anymore, harder than before you squirt on his face.
Maybe it was a mix of all of them, but you never felt an orgasm as good as that night.
The feeling is like you passed out and just woke up, recovering your senses.
- Jay is the winner, sorry guys! - You say.
“- Of course I am!” - He smiles proudly.
“- So you should give us another challenge, maybe with our cocks this time...” - Yuta says.
- Oh my God...
You were up for a long night.
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dark & stormy 3: eye of the storm
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summary: you’re a housekeeper in a seedy hotel working through the worst hurricane of the season when you’re invited to spend the evening with your two sexy but enigmatic co-workers. when you accidentally uncover their secret identities you're dragged into a darker world—one you may already know too well
pairing: jaehyun (nct) x johnny (nct) x fem!reader (code name: jenny)
genre: the late-70s/early-80s miami vice/nice guys/secret agent johnjae/reader au no one asked for or: a work of madness inspired by the infamous w korea shoot
word count: 13k of 63k
warnings: explicit sexual content (m/f, m/m, mmf threesome) [see chapters for detailed tags], dark themes, implied murder, drug-use (alcohol, quaaludes), drugging w/o consent, stalking, kidnapping (non-sexual), bondage, minor knifeplay/gunplay, slight age gap [y/n early 20s, jj late 20s/early 30s], y/n implied dark origins/criminal history (OC vibes but history left open for interpretation), sleep paralysis/nightmares, walk-on guest appearances from other nct members inc. sungtaro in later chapters
fic masterlist
part 1: landfall | part 2: disturbance formation | [current] | part 4: dissipation | part 5: blue skies | part 6&7: aftermath & epilogue
read on AO3
chapter warnings: gratuitous use of pet names (babydoll, baby), size kink, panty-sniffing, wall sex, oral (m/f, m/m), exhibitionism, sharing is caring, polyamory, minor consensual somniphilia, bondage, drunk sex, double penetration, anal sex (m/m), devil's threesome (mmf), i had to turn my photocards around to write this, only god can judge me, a little bit of angst for the real ones
recommended listening: i can't breathe by gwsn
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"What’s that babydoll? You want a Waikiki Beach?"
Once you're free of your shackles, you think, you're going to find some means to strangle Johnny. It might require a stepladder and a superhuman increase in your grip but you're going to try.
“Give me the key,” you repeat, looking beside you to make sure the older man two seats down from you isn’t listening. Luckily the PA system is loudly playing Anita Ward’s “Ring My Bell” and his beer is almost empty.
"The orange juice needs to be fresh-squeezed?" Johnny half-shouts, that easy half-smile permanently stamped on his face. "Yeah. Not that shit from a can."
"Give me the key." You repeat, louder. In retrospect hiding your cuffed hands by putting them behind you rather than in front of you, under one of Jaehyun's suit jackets, was the wrong strategy. At least you can rest against the bar in front of you without looking weird.
Johnny pauses opening a can of cream de coco, leaning across the bamboo bar-top in a way that makes you jerk back in surprise.
"Take a seat, let me make you that drink I promised," he says, eyes flashing with amusement but also a warning. 
The hidden implication is that you're at his mercy until Jaehyun gets here and after what you'd endured earlier you think letting him imagine he has the upper hand is better than making a scene.
You awkwardly get onto one of the stools, surveying the packed bar with its hodge-podge of Don the Beachcomber styled paraphernalia: glass floats and wood carvings lit by low, multi-colored lights. The attached restaurant is packed full (cabin fever has obviously set in with the patrons) so the bar is still only half-capacity. 
You don’t recognize any of the faces but it’s the corner booth that pulls your attention, crammed with a silent party of too-large men in suits, tacitly ignoring each other as they scope the entrance to the bar. You clock their leader immediately by his crimson jacket and stony expression, and the way his eyes land on you the instant you look at him. You have a sense for danger and avert your eyes immediately. 
Johnny is occupied with finishing several orders at once for the lingering dinner crowd but he makes a point to talk to you as he fills oversized tiki mugs and exotic-looking glasses with different drinks. Your mouth waters a bit, not just at the rum-heavy concoctions but also at the fluidity and skill of his work, like he's performing just for you.
"You have fun in my room today?" Johnny asks, finally sliding your drink across to you. He stops just out of your reach, laughing at you when you glare at him before sticking a straw in and bringing it to your lips. 
"No thanks to you," you grouse.
You hadn’t paid much attention to what went in it with the blur of bottles but it's a gradient of yellow to deep red-orange, garnished with an orange and cherry and even a little paper umbrella. 
You’re glad he hadn't asked you what you wanted—you wouldn’t have known what to ask for. You take a sip, delighted immediately by the complexity of flavors: citrusy and spicy but with an unexpected touch of vanilla and apricot.
"Good, eh?" he asks, watching you intensely. You can't fake your enjoyment so you give a small nod, your cold anger melting a bit with his attention.
"What's it called?" you ask, but he ignores you. A hand splays wide over your upper back and you go rigid, watching Johnny’s face go from concern to a smile. 
"Jae, my man, what can I get you?”
"The good stuff." That deep-like-velvet voice has you relaxed in a heartbeat as Johnny reaches to the top shelf with barely a stretch for a bottle of Blue Label. 
You’d watched Jaehyun get dressed but you're still surprised to feel the hard jab of a holstered gun digging into your shoulder blade when you lean back.
"Everything alright?" You twist to look back up at him only to find he's masked in neutrality. He shakes his head, lips pressed tight together. 
"Gonna be a long night," Johnny says cryptically. "And not just 'cause I'm working a double."
"Cleaning crew is en route," Jaehyun nods, swallowing his scotch in one throw. "I need you to take care of her until they can get here. I'll cover the bar and keep an eye on the regulars."
Johnny's bored expression turns a little more smug at that, his eyes flicking to you. "Finish that drink, babydoll."
You swivel in your seat to talk to Jaehyun but he’s gone, moving around the bar to join Johnny. Your heart pinches a little as you watch him roll up the sleeves of his work suit and survey the surroundings, that closed-off distance back more than ever. Whatever it is you know better than to ask, especially in public.
Johnny shows up beside you just as you finish your drink with a loud suck on your straw. Negotiating off the stool is difficult but he helps you, easing you onto your heels and maybe pulling you just a little closer to his tall frame. You shirk him off but secretly appreciate the hand on your lower back that helps you stay upright. You're surprised when he navigates you to the back of the house, through the kitchen with a nod at the two cooks and down the service corridor to the manager's office.
No one is inside but you still feel a mild panic going into the boss's space where you've had your share of (undeserved) dressing downs. Johnny closes the door but doesn't bother to lock it, coming over to where you stand perusing the mess of papers piled on the desk.
He slips the gray suit jacket off of you after a moment, drinking in the sight of the marmalade-colored strapless dress Jaehyun had found for you—supposedly from the hotel lost-and-found. You shudder to think of the alternative.
"You clean up nice," he says.
"Uncuff me, now," you say. If you feel a little toasty from his attention you blame it on the drink. You'd watched him make it so there was no way he could have spiked it but that doesn’t mean it hasn’t gone to your head. 
"Don't want to play a little more with these on? Didn't seem to be a problem with Jae," he says. 
"Now." 
He holds up the silver key and laughs when you try to kick him. Before long he's got you turned around and propped against the desk, working a little more slowly than you'd like. He pecks your bare shoulder at the release of the lock.
As soon as your one hand is free you turn around and slap him as hard as you can, cuff still dangling from your wrist. Johnny doesn’t even flinch, smiling through it. He grabs your hand when you raise it again.
"Still mad about the—" he starts.
"You tied me up and threatened to kill me, asshole," you snarl. You're more pissed off at yourself for failing to rile him than at his response, but whatever witty retort he's about to make dies on his lips as he sees that your eyes are glassy with unshed tears. He helps you out of the other cuff and rubs your sore wrists, careful to avoid the places where the skin is raw. 
"I'm sorry," he says. "Didn't know if Jae was being over-optimistic and you'd actually try to do something."
His apology gives you pause as you wipe the moisture from your eyes, careful not to wreck your mascara.
"I don't trust you," you explain. "But I don't have it out for you, either."
Johnny nods, a little less solemn. “It’s not your fault you got pulled into this. Whatever happens you’re safe with us. We just need you to work with us a little longer.”
“Jaehyun told me you needed a roper,” you say. You hadn’t let on that you understood the terminology, but it was also becoming increasingly clear that they already knew. “I’ll do it.”
Jaehyun had mentioned compensation, which would have been incentive enough if you hadn’t also been easing down from your fourth–or was it fifth?—orgasm of the day. That post-cum clarity you’d had getting yourself off in the past no longer applied, you felt like you’d been fucked into a single-digit IQ. Making up for lost time, indeed.
“I’ve got an easier job for you first,” he says. “Just need to keep me company here until Jaehyun gives us the signal,” Johnny says, touching the side of his head. He’s wearing the same inconspicuous earpiece you’d watched Jaehyun put in, wire hidden under long hair and collar. You wonder where Johnny has his mic since he’s wearing another short-sleeved tropical shirt, company orange and floral. It’s funny to think you match, even if there’s such a stark disparity between you.
“What are you planning to do?” you ask. 
That wicked grin appears again, his eyebrows lowered.
Johnny’s hands suddenly land on your hips and you squeak as he lifts you onto the desk, scattering file folders and log books onto the floor as you’re pushed back on the dark wood.
“Getting myself fired,” he says, voice lilting. His face dips down into the space between your neck and shoulder, not making contact but close enough to burn you with his exhalation.
"You think fucking a cute little maid on the manager's desk will do it?"
"Oh no," you shake your head, overwhelmed by the warmth radiating off his skin and the clean eucalyptus smell of whatever he was using in his toilette.
"You don't have to do anything you don't want to. It's just an act, babydoll." Johnny's breath tickles your skin as he moves up to your ear. “You wanna help or should I hide you in the closet and go find Ruby? I'll let you watch.”
"No." The word escapes your lips with a violence you’re not prepared for, that small sting of jealousy returning. He’s smiling into your jaw as he makes his way across your face, finally pressing more than a butterfly wing’s weight when he finds your lips. 
"I'll do it,” you repeat, kissing him back. “As long as . . . " You drift off, biting your inner cheek. "Can I talk to Jaehyun first?"
"He can hear you," Johnny says, tapping his shirt front.  "No secrets between partners."
"Ask him if he's okay with . . . " You wave your hands in the air, physically unable to say it aloud.
Johnny lifts your chin so you'll meet his honey-brown eyes, mouth curving. "You hear that Jae, she thinks you'll be jealous."
You scowl at him, watching him push the earpiece in further. He laughs at what’s said in the channel before coming back to you. 
"He said something about watching. I don’t know, music is too loud. Did he tell you he has a thing for that?"
"What?" you ask, confused. Johnny trails his hands up the silky fabric covering your legs, reading your face for consent before pulling you to the edge of the desk. You shudder as he hikes your dress up more with his thumbs, rubbing circles into your thighs through the satin.
"I've shared girls with him before but he usually just watches," Johnny says, blithely. "You're the first one he's properly fucked since we were assigned together."
His words send heat pooling into your core, fire spreading to burn through your nerves. You imagine Jaehyun sitting in a chair in the shadows, just drinking the sight of you in as Johnny fucks you into the mattress, bent in two and drooling into the sheets. You try to calm down–you need to keep your head on your shoulders–but you can’t hide your bodily reaction.
"You like that?" Johnny senses your arousal again, nose nudging yours. "You want to be shared?"
You breathe through your mouth, clenching your thighs together. The Lord above knew you should be sated but then you're sure he isn't involved in any of this.
“I think I can handle it,” you respond. “Can you?”
Johnny’s rough fingers suddenly dig into the flesh of your hips. You were so distracted you didn’t even realize he’d reached under your dress, pulling you closer to the edge. He flashes you the biggest grin you’ve seen yet, Cheshire Cat wide. 
"Need to borrow your underwear," Johnny says, yanking your second-best pair of panties down your legs and past your heels. You watch in horror as he lifts the ruined synthetic lace to his nose and inhales deeply.
"How many times did that bastard cum inside you, exactly?" Johnny asks. "In the shower, too?"
Your mouth is dry as the desert, unable to stop him as he tucks away his prize in his back pocket. 
"You heard that?!" you finally squeak.
"Of course. Everything, baby doll. You think we get privacy in this line of work?"
"Jaehyun." You bury your face in your hands to hide your mortification. Johnny gently brings you out, prising your hands apart as he laughs at you, quietly.
"You'll get used to it. Personally I like making the wiretap boys squirm. But then I'm not usually on the receiving end."
You open your mouth to tell him you deserved that but instead your eyes go down to his hips in front of you, and to the obvious bulge straining his white shorts, his length curved down against the inside of his left leg. Ruby hadn't been lying about his size. Soup is good food, indeed, you think, swallowing dryly.
When your eyes return to Johnny’s face you find it’s darkened a bit, his pupils drug-wide. "It's been a long day."
You can picture him tucking his cock into his waistband as he worked, waiting for his next break to jerk off to your moans in a bathroom stall. You’d never give him the satisfaction of telling him you'd heard it yourself, when Jaehyun had slipped his earpiece into your ear mid-fuck. Or that you’d come even harder to the thought of both men getting off to you.
"Do you want a taste?" you ask, hand caressing his jaw. You have your own agenda but it's clear the lines are blurred too much between torturing him and torturing yourself. You knew who would enjoy it, regardless.
"What do you want, baby girl?" Johnny doesn’t let you answer aloud, the flick of your eyes down is enough. He drops to his knees, pulling your legs over his shoulders. 
He's nowhere near as gentle as Jaehyun was, burrowing under your dress to press his plush mouth against your sensitive sex, licking deep and heavy until you’re begging him to stop. He doesn’t let up, angling you back so that you’re dropped across the desk, spilling a mug of pens onto the floor. 
You quickly learn that roughness is no indication of skill as he spreads your lips and laps at the wetness seeping from you. The sounds are obscene and you know it's deliberate but you find yourself joining him, making sharp little cries each time his mouth moves higher.
"Please," you beg, tugging on his hair. "Please more."
"Such a dirty little kitten," he says, flattening his tongue against your clit with each swipe. "Not satisfied with one cock. You think you can take two?"
"Mmhmm," you moan, lost in the moment. 
"We should get you ready," he says, pushing his long fingers deep inside of you. You should be sore but it's almost a relief—the ache is gone as he scissors the digits to open you. You bite back a cry, holding on to the edge of the desk with clenched fists as he adjusts his posture. The mess inside of you squelches with each thrust, desk rocking with the strength of his arm.
Just the knowledge that Johnny is fucking you with his hand is getting you off but you know you can do so much better, especially when you meet his self-satisfied look from between your thighs, his mouth on you again.
“Stop. Stop,” you say, grasping his collar and pulling on it. “You're not–”
“Quiet,” he says. He pulls his fingers out of you with a pop, inspecting the shine on them before reaching up to fill your mouth to let you taste yourself and the slight bitterness of cum. 
You suck experimentally, prompting him to stand up and watch your face as you hollow your cheeks. Johnny holds your neck as he thrusts the digits gently to the back of your throat, hips mirroring the movement as he pushes against the desk with his upper thighs. You scoot forward, practically hanging off the desk to soak the front of his shorts, loving the friction of the khaki against your bareness.
He watches you demonstrate your eagerness to take him in both orifices, clearly proud of himself.
“You going to take me raw, too?” he asks, easing up when you gag on his fingers. You nod, eyes watering. He looks at you with adoration, kissing your forehead and face and then your lips once he's pulled his fingers from them.
“I wish we had more time, I’d make you come on every surface in this room,” Johnny says, unbuckling his pants and pulling himself out of the top of his boxer briefs. You only have a few seconds to fully grasp the danger you’re in, lost in the miles of tanned skin you haven’t seen yet and a close-shaved thatch of dark hair that does little to hide the monster hiding there.
“Ready?” 
You don’t get a chance to answer as that absolutely incomprehensible size presses against you–the angle just right to–
"Are you, big boy?" you tease.
–he loses control and jams his into the desk, full-body wincing. You almost laugh at that, but he doesn't waste a second before pulling you forward and onto him, making you gasp with the burn of taking those first few inches.
"You aren't," he grunts, hand sliding between you to grope at your core. You bat his hand away, grabbing the back of his neck to try and pull yourself on him more.
"Whose fault is that?”
It’s not an easy fit no matter what preparation you've had, and he's not moving the way Jaehyun did to work you in as much as letting you stretch around him as he readjusts awkwardly. The desk proves too low for how high his hips are compared to it–both of you slipping as he tries to find a good surface to fight against the grip of your cunt keeping him half-sunk.
“You think this is funny?” he growls. Your pent-in laughter is immediately stopped as he lifts you up, his forearms wrapped up and under your thighs.
He’s strong enough you feel as weightless as feather down, but gravity still applies when he lets you slide down on his thick cock. You let out a cry, arms and legs wrapping around him instinctively to hold on as he moves you both away from the desk. And then you’re pressed against the wood-panel wall behind it, shoulders pinned as he rolls his hips up in controlled, tight thrusts.
“You okay?” Johnny’s mouth is against your forehead as he slowly fucks into you, not even halfway sheathed inside. Your legs shake, already tired, but you can't imagine stopping—not with that gnawing need settling in. 
Within a minute you're losing your mind; the angle and that impossible girth is good but you can’t touch yourself and you’re not sure if you’ll be able to come with him practically warming himself inside you. 
“I can take it,” you say. You don’t mind pain, and right now you crave it. You nudge his chin with your nose, kissing the smooth skin underneath, where he doesn’t need to shave. 
“I know you can,” he says. “But tap me if you need to stop.”
“Stop telling me–”
Immediately you’re pulled down until your shoulders are angling to the floor, hearing the rip in your dress as he lets you drop. You pull yourself up desperately, heels digging into his thighs and fingernails into his arms until he lifts you again, bracing you both against the office wall. 
“I said tap me if you need to stop,” he says, obviously amused as your eyes flutter shut when he’s close to bottoming out. His thrusts resume, gaze locked with yours in the flickering fluorescent light.
“Relax,” he says. “I’ve got you.”
“Do you?” you ask, threading your hands in his hair again. 
“It’s so funny how you think you’re in control,” Johnny says, voice low. The threat makes you clench around him and you both respond non-verbally, his grunts increasing as he angles you to pump even deeper. You dig your nails into the back of his neck, but with his cock fully lubricated you’re quickly at his mercy, each slap of his hips against yours bouncing you up along the laminate. 
You're immediately wetter than you've ever been, cum trickling down the inside of your thighs as he pushes you open further and further until you’re breaking against your own better judgment. You bury your face in the open V of his collar to keep from screaming, gold chain indenting your cheek.
His hands are under your thighs again, the wall just an afterthought. Now you’re being lifted and carried down in slow semi-circles, his jaw against your skull as he whispers consolations and praise. You know you’re supposed to wait, to listen, but there’s only his voice in your ear as you let go and feel every point of contact between you. 
For a moment you actually believe he wants you. He could fuck you into the next life and it wouldn’t be enough, you think. You want to suck him off in a linen closet. You want him to whisper whatever his desire is in your ear and respond in kind. Few would be so lucky.
“You can make noise, baby.” There it is, you think, that’s an order. You let the sound you’ve been holding in out finally, face angled away from the clip-collar mic you’d felt against your cheek. 
“Fuck me, Daddy,” you say hoarsely. 
That’s when you understand what you’ve been missing, when his conscious mind finally falls away, he holds you tight and fucks. Your entire body is bent as he ruts into you with his hand curling around the back of your neck to bring you closer to him. The wall clock above you falls to the floor, plastic shattering, as you lose yourself in the feeling of being broken apart—
“What in the fuck are you doing?!” The third voice in the room startles you mid-moan and you realize you hadn’t even heard the door open. Johnny pauses, hold slackening enough for you to slide back down the wall. He looks over his shoulder, the glow of sweat near his hairline shining in the fluorescent light.
“I’m on break,” Johnny says, subtly angling your bodies to shield you from sight.  
“In my office!?” The night manager doesn't sound scandalized enough for this to be a first occurrence, just humiliated.
“You weren’t using it.” Johnny says.
The slam of a man’s fist against the doorway is punctuated by a loud, defeated sigh.
“Well? You gonna watch or you gonna let me finish?” Johnny says. 
You’re impressed at the level tone he has, not just because you were interrupted but because your cunt is squeezing around him with each suppressed giggle. Your hands rise under his shirt to smooth over his twitching abdomen, watching the side of his face as he masterfully avoids reacting. You tweak his nipples for good measure, earning yourself a warning thrust of his hips.
“You can finish out your shift without hourly and then you’re out of this hotel, Sullivan,” the older man says in as threatening a voice as he can muster. “I’d drag you both out myself but you know damn well we don’t have anyone to cover you.”
“Works for me,” Johnny says.
“Fuck you and the horse you rode in on!” The slam of the door drops another framed picture and you wait until the sound of muttering about not being able to keep his dick in his pants for five minutes, then you both break into sobs of laughter, Johnny heaving you around and back to drop your ass on the desk again. He slips painfully out of you as you curl in on each other, shaking violently, adrenaline high burning in your veins.
“Did I do a good job?” You ask once you’ve stopped laughing, wiping tears from your eyes. You’re already adjusting your skirt down your legs, and checking your heels are still strapped to your feet when Johnny’s large hand wraps around your chin.
“Do you think we’re done here?” Johnny’s voice is low.
“You think I want a quick fuck?” You stare up at him through your eyelashes, enjoying the way his full mouth quirks and his eyes narrow. He doesn’t seem convinced by your delivery so you sink the knife in a little deeper.
“Didn’t you hear? Jaehyun said not unless he's watching," you say.
You smile, unable to keep a wry expression. Johnny’s grip on your neck loosens, his touch much more tempting as he strokes the earpiece hidden beneath your right ear. You shiver a little at how gentle he is, avoiding looking at his still-wet, perfect length right in front of you.
“Finish yourself off again,” you say, mustering up an air of business. “We have work to do.”
You slide out from under his arm as he leans against the desk, not moving to stop you. The silence in the room is deafening as you retrieve Jaehyun’s jacket, accidentally kicking a mug across the stained carpet, its yellow smiley face motif staring up into nothing. 
You're peeking through the closed blinds before opening the door when he finally speaks.
“You should be more careful.”
You’re always careful. You don’t turn around, hand on the doorknob. You’re also used to threats.
“Why is that?”
Johnny’s voice is quiet, personal. “You might have more than one man falling for you.”
He can’t see the smile that spreads on your lips as you duck out, straightening your dress and your back as you walk towards your next assignment. 
“I’m counting on it,” you say as the door closes behind you.
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The lobby is a hellish sight once you’ve successfully snuck out of the service corridor unseen. You retrieve your powder and lipstick from your coat pocket, cleaning up the smears around your mouth as you sit on one of the low divans nearest to the sliding doors while secretly scoping the front desk.
“The big guy is trying to get a door key from Sheila but she’s not buying it,” you say, coughing after you’ve leaned back from speaking into your jacket collar. "He's being directed to use the phone bank."
“We’re going to need you to go back to 310,” Jaehyun says, soft voice and piano music echoing loud in your ear when he uses the mic. “Answer the call.”
Your heart sinks into the tile under your feet, but you answer. “Copy.”
“Don’t worry. Snoopy will go with you.”
“Snoopy? Does that make you Schroeder?” You can’t help but tease, snapping your makeup compact shut to look up at his back, just twenty feet away where he’s sitting at the grand piano.
He answers by immediately shifting his improvised piano play into the first movement of Beethoven’s Moonlight Sonata. The music adds a somber air to the room as spouses fight each other over staying another night and the man at the counter steps aside for another in the long line of attempted vacancies. The goon makes his way back to the phone lines, foot tapping impatiently as an elderly woman yells into the receiver about whether her cats have been fed.
Outside sheets of water still fall from the carport but the neon lighting reveals a line of taxis no longer burdened by high flood waters—there’s traffic now, and you’re not partaking in it. No, you’re staying just a little longer in this dollhouse, puppeted by a shadowy organization you've been coerced into working with through the power of money and (admittedly) good dick.
"You're in on the plan now," Jaehyun says, painting your nails for you in the hotel room. "You do this for us and you'll be set for life."
"How long of a lifespan is that?" You ask, making him look up at you with thin-lipped concentration. 
"You're safer with us than anyone else," he says. 
You wanted to believe him. 
"What's the catch?" you ask, knowing there always is one.
"You have to pretend like this never happened."
One of the bellhops passes you by in a rush, distracting you as the seat beside you sinks with a new weight.
“He’s more of a Linus,” a soft, musical voice says next to you. The strange man shakes water off a drenched black fedora, setting a black doctor's bag on the cushions between you.
Your entire body stills, careful not to react too much to the new company. Your eyes slide over and up a long torso to an unfamiliar face. He's got a soft, innocent air to him with his white-blond hair and angelic features but there’s also a slyness to him you wouldn't be comfortable testing. 
You wonder if it’s a prerequisite for their agency that these men be as tall as a coffin is buried, or look better in a suit than any man ever put into one.
“Nice to meet you,” you say, still pretending to watch Jaehyun navigate the keys. “Where’s Woodstock?”
“Oh, he’ll be here soon.” The stranger smiles without showing his teeth, kicking his long legs out. A small child waving a Stretch Armstrong figure barrels into his feet, crying loudly. It seems to cause a domino effect of chaos in the lobby, suitcases spilling as another person trips on the wet floor and a woman starts yelling about a refund.
“Let’s go up first,” the stranger says. His perfect cap of white hair is hidden under his black hat again as he stands to offer you a gloved hand. You navigate the crowd, leading as he keeps pace beside you, his other arm weighed down with the bag.
“Why do they call you Snoopy?” You ask once you’re in the elevator. 
“Maybe because I'm good at finding things out?” he offers, waiting for you to press the third floor button. His black overcoat still drips rain and you try not to steal glances at his profile. The more you look at him the more you think he looks like an undertaker taking you to your own funeral.
You step out of the elevator to a small crowd of people waiting to go down: tourists dressed in inappropriate shorts and linen shirts with their bags, others dressed in their best disco glam for a trip to the bar or another open club. Once the hubbub is gone and the hallway is empty Snoopy leads, a ghost for how quiet his long legs move across the hallway to the room you never wanted to go back to. 
“Wait,” he says as a door opens on the far side of the hallway behind you. He pushes you into the nearby stairwell, dark eyes over your shoulder, expecting company.
“Why do you all smell so good?” The whisper that escapes you is answered in stereo, a soft chuckle over you and multiple laughs in your ears. 
"Not all of us," an unknown voice says.
“You can turn the mic off if you want to, doll,” Johnny’s voice appears over the line, backgrounded by Donna Summers and bar conversation.
“If I get killed by someone named after a funny pages dog I want to be able to curse you with my last breath,” you say. More laughter follows, making you feel like you're at a live recording of a comedy radio show.
“How many people are on this line?” You wonder aloud but your companion shakes his head, leading you to the door for 310. He waits patiently for you to unlock it, your hands shaking as the key slips in. You're thankful at least you aren’t going into the suite directly.
Inside your quiet new friend listens through the adjoining door before opening it, his other hand reaching into his jacket to retrieve a silenced pistol. You follow him into the main living area, icy cold fear returning as he checks the other rooms, thankfully not making you follow. 
The phone rings, startling you with how loud it is.
"You know what to do?" Snoopy asks, nodding at you when he's back in the room with you. Jaehyun had walked you through the details while he'd helped you get ready earlier and it had seemed easy enough.
You let the rings go on for a while as you shake off your nerves before picking up the pink plastic receiver and answering the phone with a tearful, shaky "hello".
"Mira?" 
"Ye-yes." You let your stutter return. 
"Why didn't you answer the door for me?"
"That wasn't the deal," you say. "We meet in the bar, or not at all."
"Where’s Louis, Mira? He was supposed to be down here an hour ago." 
"He went for a swim," you say, not bothering to make it sound convincing.
"In a hurricane? You think I'm stupid?"
"I'll explain when I get down there," you say. "You know they're listening."
The stranger on the other end seems to take a lifetime piecing together what you said before agreeing with a growl. "Be down here in five minutes with the entire package or we're coming up there and breaking down the door to get it."
"I'll see you in ten," you say, hanging up. 
"You're a natural," Snoopy says, wiping down the receiver once he's taken it from your shaking hand. "Pick out an outfit and let me know when you're ready."
He nods towards the other room and you understand immediately, picking up one of the evening dresses strewn on the couch, then reluctantly rifling through the open suitcase on the floor for underwear to replace the ones Johnny had taken from you.  Wearing a dead woman's lingerie was the last thing you needed but you had few alternatives.
There’s a knock at the door that startles you as you're changing in the other room, surprised that you hadn’t had a warning from Jaehyun keeping an eye on the lobby. You come into the room to see your companion open the door, gun ready, letting in a much shorter man in a work suit pushing one of the hotel's janitorial carts.
So there isn't a height requirement after all, you think, nodding shyly from behind the door jamb as the man comes in and beams at you. He meets all your expectations in the looks department, that wholesome appearance they all seem to have masking something much different.
"Hey, Y/N," he says cheerily. "Hey, Jungwoo—"
"We talked about this, Taeil." the other man groans. "Code names?"
The other man shrugs sheepishly.
"We need to move fast. I'll help you once I'm done with her."
"Come here," Jungwoo says after reholstering his gun, guiding you into the empty adjacent room. He leaves the door ajar and gestures for you to enter the bathroom, patting the counter for you to jump on it as he opens his bag beside it. Even with the height increase he's stooped over you, lifting your face in delicate fingers to inspect it.
"We don’t have much time but the lighting should hide enough." He begins applying makeup liberally to your face in a spectrum of colors you've never used before: violets and reds and yellows. 
"You want to make it look real? You can hit me," you say, eyes closed so he can give you a convincing shiner.
"Absolutely not," Jaehyun says in both of your ears.
Jungwoo smiles and shakes his head, biting his lip as he touches up his work with a gloved thumb. "You can wear sunglasses to hide your face, they won't notice."
"Do you do this a lot?" you ask, letting him apply lipstick to you in a deep shade of red. 
"We usually have a team for this. But I'm a quick learner." 
You glance in the mirror, nodding. "You're good at it."
The younger man beams at you, rose lips parting to reveal perfect teeth.
"Stop flirting with the kid," Johnny says. "They're all here but they're looking antsy."
"Almost done," you say, helping Jungwoo put the wig on you to complete your look. He disappears for a moment and comes back with the final touches: large white sunglasses and a fur coat, and a key with the 312 tag. You don’t want to know where he'd found it.
"What about the bag?" you ask. 
"We'll let you know where we stash it."
"Won't they check for a wire?" You look up at Jungwoo, surprised to see confusion flicker across his face.
"These guys are dumb but they're professionals. You tell them you killed dear old Louis here and they won't suspect you're wearing one."
"It's still too risky," you say aloud.
"We're expecting failure," Jaehyun's voice crackles in with the echo of the lobby, piano playing stopped. 
Jungwoo nods, shrugging a little. "Getting caught is just another contingency."
"I see." You have your doubts but you also know that this is largely going to be a matter of luck, much like the other jobs you'd pulled off in the past. As long ago as it's been since you'd done one you’re feeling the same you had every time, the lemon-sharp thrill of possibility with your head running through escapes and back-up options should things go south.
"Should I take a weapon?"
"No. We'll have your back." Jungwoo adjusts your hairline a final time, combing out one of the long, black tresses to rest on your shoulder. "You have my word."
You look at him skeptically, prompting him to blush prettily. "On my mother’s life."
Mommy's boys, the lot of them, you sigh internally. It’s odd but nothing about the last day has been normal, so you figure you'll take your chances.
The trip downstairs is a blur, and you calm yourself by humming the Peanuts theme, until the chuckles in your in-ear reminds you that you have an audience. 
Once you're in the lounge you plan on blowing past the bar, but Johnny beckons you with a curve of his finger. The music is loud enough you have to lean over the bar to hear what he has to say. He hovers dangerously close, breath against your cheek.
"Want another Long Slow Comfortable Screw Against the Wall?"
"What?" You stare at him in disbelief once you've pulled away.
"The drink you had earlier," he says, holding up a glass. "I'll send one over. Deliver it to that spot you like so much in the lobby. The one with the view."
It takes you a moment to realize he’s telling you where the package is being delivered.
"Why are you like this?" you ask, not waiting for an answer or his pleased expression. You head directly for the suits at the back booth past the sadly empty dance floor and stage, mirror ball illuminating clouds of smoke wafting from the occupied tables. 
For a moment you catch a familiar face looking at you from one of the booths and your heart stutters but Ruby's gaze skips over you and back to the bar. Thank god for your disguise, you think, she's the last person you want to talk to right now.
There's a clear aura of uncertainty coming from the group you're approaching, the chill of fear beginning to freeze you until you remember you’re not carrying a bag. You walk forward with a mixture of feigned confidence and very real wariness.
One of the three men accompanying the leader stands up and pretends to give you a hug, patting you down instead. You stand stock still as his hands wander up your body under the white rabbit fur coat, roughly squeezing the underwire of your bra before standing back to let you sit.
Once you've slid along the red leather you're closed in immediately by the bodyguard, a hard and cold object digging into your stomach under the table.
"Where is it," the leader asks, fingers steepling in front of him. This close you can see he's as good-looking as your own agents, and though they hadn’t told you anything much past his name and a warning to play it cool you can feel the power coming off him like radiation from a nuclear core.
"You could at least buy a girl a drink, Max," you say, placing your hands on the table, not to show off Jaehyun's work on your nails as much as let them see the very real damage to your wrists and the scrapes on your knuckles. "The case is in the lobby behind the palm tree closest to the piano."
The leader only has to nod before one of the meatheads across from you—the one you’d taken to calling Hulk for the shape of his jaw—gets up to retrieve it.
"Roughed you up good, did he?" Max asks, offering you an expensive cigarette from an ivory-plated case.
You let your hand shake when you accept it, leaning into the flame and fighting the urge to cough when the smoke hits your lungs. The second drag is easier, letting them hang on your next words.
"I told him if he hurt me again he'd pay." You exhale smoke, flashing him a glimpse of your face under the glasses, satisfied with the look of disgust that crosses his cold features. "He paid."
"We'll need to confirm that." Max toys with his untouched martini. "Do you have proof?"
"The room is the proof," you say. "Everything is still in there but me. And the bag."
You indicate you're going to pull something from your pocket and he nods, the gun digging in a little sharper as you pull out the 312 room key and slide it across the table. "Knock yourself out."
"What do you want out of this?" 
"Protection," you spit out immediately. You adjust your glasses, looking out at the bar like you’re being watched. It's easy to act when you know you are.
"Don't think there's any protection in the world that could see you out of the mess you both made," Max smiles, his eyes cold.
"Fair," you incline your head, pretending to wipe a tear from under your glasses. "You can let me walk out of this hotel in one piece, though. Word is you're a stand-up guy." 
"I keep my word. Let's see if you keep yours."
The other man returns with the case, nodding. The guards get up, Max pocketing the key and smoothing out his jacket. 
"Take her out front and get her a ride," he says to the man still holding a gun to you. "You going to play nice for me?"
"Don't see that I have much choice," you snap back. 
"Be a good girl and you'll have nothing to worry about," Max says, smiling devilishly. You've seen this look before, you've heard these words before, you know that they're never true. But you pretend like you believe him, you even let him kiss your hand as he leaves you alone with your ward. 
The ghost of that kiss makes you clench your hand as you're shepherded past the bar, making eye contact from behind your glasses with Johnny as he pours rum. He winks at you, and while your face is hidden you’re sure he can see the look you shoot back at him. 
Your legs start to feel like jelly the moment the lobby doors open and you're exposed to the rush of warm, humid air outside of the hotel. You turn towards the line of taxis and airport shuttle vans but your captor walls you off, steering you towards the parking lot. 
"Where are you taking me?" you ask, quietly.
He doesn't answer, grabbing your shoulder to make you march into the rain-soaked night towards rows of cars and an ominous-looking black Lincoln Continental. You don’t fight it–making conversation instead.
"If you kill me people will come for you," you say, voice trembling.
"They'll thank me, bitch," he says, jamming the muzzle into your back.
You pretend to stumble in your heels, falling on to the wet pavement behind the hotel once you're out of the eyeline of anyone out front. The man looks down at you in disgust, gesturing with his gun for you to get up when light suddenly floods the sidewalk. 
Headlights blind you both, an engine flaring into life just beyond–
"What the—" the man doesn't get a chance to speak as he's cold-cocked from behind, the gun in his hand skittering across the wet pavement when it's kicked from his limp hand. You look up to see a giant man in a ski mask standing over you both right before the engine roars behind you, distracting you. There’s a screech of tires just as the stranger picks you up and throws you into the open side door of an unmarked van.
You have a glimpse of an interior full of all sorts of electronic equipment and a driver's side profile before a black bag is pulled over your head. Your assailant must be part bear for how little your struggle effects them, and after the hold he has on you doesn't break you go limp.
You're discarded on the floor of the van to roll across it, bumping painfully into what feels like a bench.
"Sorry, sorry," comes a muffled voice behind you as the vehicle peels away, door slamming shut. 
"What?" Your heart is racing in your chest, fabric keeping you from being able to draw in a full breath.
"We had to make it look authentic," he says, grabbing you before you can slide across the floor again. You don’t fight as you're lifted off the floor and set down on a cushioned seat, back against the cold metal wall of the van.
Once the movement of the vehicle is normalized you find hands tentatively removing the hood from your head, and a boyish looking face under brown, mussed hair peering down at you. You're both sitting on the bench running parallel to the massive amount of equipment filling the left side, including video monitors and radio dispatch equipment.
"Was the black bag necessary?" you ask.
"Security cameras," he shrugs. 
You take advantage of a red light to adjust yourself and he does too, moving away. Despite his height he looks comfortable as he sits in a bolted-down chair at the electronics station, donning a headset and clicking through a series of buttons.
"Where are you taking me?"
"Hotel," the driver says cheerily from up front and you have a moment of panic thinking he means back to The Magic Carpet. You don’t think you can spend another night there.
"Palm Beach," the big man clarifies from where he works.
"That's a long drive," you sigh. 
"I'm going to need your earpiece," he says, holding out his hand. He sees your expression and smiles shyly. "You're out of range anyway."
You comply, taking off your wig and wig cap as well, relieved to be able to itch your scalp.
"Oh and we'll need your clothes, too. Your stuff is over there."
You sigh. "Can I keep my underwear?"
He's surprisingly unfazed, cheeks maybe a little more red in the dim light of the non-broadcasting monitors. He turns and speaks into his mic, low enough you can barely hear but you can feel the universe laughing at you when he swivels around, face incandescent.
"No they say we'll need that too. Sorry."
You think you can hear Johnny laughing even miles away.
"Whatever," you say. "You want to watch?"
He turns around again immediately, but you catch the driver's cherub-like eyes in the rearview mirror smiling at you with a cheeky look. You respond with a rude gesture before going deeper into the back of the van, glad to see there's a curtained-off area with a narrow sleeping cot at the back. 
Your heart drops a little seeing your familiar suitcase and bag laid there—remnants of a life that feels foreign to you now. You may as well have been dropped off on an alien planet for as far away as yesterday feels. 
Once you've changed into your familiar denim shorts and yellow Keep On Truckin' t-shirt you lie down, listening to the soft hum of the radio playing soul and the occasional click of a keyboard or button. The smooth ride of the I-95 takes you into even more unfamiliar territory.
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God you wished they'd have let you keep the fur coat. But no, you'd been unloaded at the end of an enormous palm-tree lined lane at the most impossible destination you could ever have imagined yourself, a pebble dumped in a treasure chest.
"Welcome to the Breakers Resort," the woman at the front desk had greeted you, patient as you took in the painted ceiling and chandeliers. "Do you have a reservation?"
"Room 127," you say, looking down at the scrap of paper the comms agent had given you.
"Ah, of course. Welcome Ms. Smith. Kitchen is open for another few hours if you'd like any in-room dining." 
You don't even notice she's not asked for ID or money, swept past the grand Venetian ballroom and miles of soft carpet and antique furniture to your room. 
Of course it's a suite, you think, once you're inside. The place is tastefully white and pastel, windows revealing the rolling surf of the dying storm just past the well-maintained exterior. Unlike the place you’d just left, the palm leaves and jetsam have already been swept clean, erasing the chaos of the past few days in a way that has you unsettled.
You find pink rose petals strewn at the end of the turned-down king size bed, chocolates on the pillow and an expensive looking bottle of champagne sweating in an ice bucket on the table. 
Enjoy your stay, you've earned it. The handwritten note on hotel stationary makes you feel more alienated then ever and you soothe yourself by inspecting the room the way you're used to doing. It's so clean you feel like you could eat off the floor, reminding you it's been a long time since that sandwich.
The prices on the room service menu send your blood pressure skyrocketing but you disregard them and order a full spread, and another bottle of champagne—less expensive—for good measure.
It's hard to stay still and you think about going down to the bar but take one look at your face in the mirror with its remaining streaks of makeup and your ratty wig-tortured hair and opt instead to take a bath in the jacuzzi tub, dumping an entire bottle of soap in for maximum bubbles. You stay in the hot water until you can’t stand it anymore, wrap yourself in one of the thick white robes, and wait.
It's not your fault the bed is so comfortable and warm, the pillows so thick and cold. Four glasses of champagne and the roar of the ocean lulls you into a deep and dreamless sleep. You're out so intensely that you don't even wake up when the door clicks open, or when the shower starts, or when the mattress drops next to you.
No, you wake up much later, suddenly hot from the body encircling you, arm tight around your middle. You open your eyes to see another form in front of you, catching the sharp tang of alcohol as Johnny snores softly a few feet away.
"Jae—" the hand rises to press a finger to your lips and you turn around to see his familiar jaw, dark hair shrouding his face. You lean back to kiss him, surprised to feel how smooth his skin is and how good he tastes when your mouth opens to allow him in with a soft moan.
You kiss until you're both breathless, his hand tracing circles on your neck.
"You did so good," he whispers. "Without a hitch."
"I missed you," you say quietly, and you mean it. "Thought maybe this was a parting gift."
Even in the dark you can tell his expression clouds over, eyes darting over your face. 
"What’s wrong?" you ask, fingers tracing his eyebrows.
Don't say it, don't say it, you think. You want the illusion to last just a little longer.
"We can talk about it in the morning," he says. "Get some more rest."
You sigh, reaching back to run your fingers through his hair, finding it still slightly damp. 
"I don't want to sleep," you whisper, your tone clearly indicating that you'd rather be doing anything else. You sense him go rigid behind you. Fingers trace your lips before angling your jaw so he can kiss you again, just as softly.
"You sure?" 
"Don't wake him," you say, conspiratorially.
"Johnny killed half a bottle of mezcal so they’d kick him out early, he's not getting up anytime soon."
"Pretend like I'm still dreaming."
"Mmm," he assents, bringing you closer to him. You relax into his soft touches, letting him soothe you into a comfortable state only punctuated by shocks of cold when he undoes the belt of your robe, reaching in to massage your skin. You close your eyes and let him explore you in slow, endless circumnavigations of your breasts and belly, never quite hitting the places he knows will make you move.
You only jerk a little when he pulls back your robe collar, replacing the warmth of the fabric with his mouth, the fingers of his right hand venturing between your thighs.
You can't help but whimper the moment he touches you, lightly dipping his fingers between your folds, spreading the wetness that inevitably springs up. You’re still aching from the lack of completion earlier, body melding into every contour of his behind you as an invitation to go further. 
He brings his mouth to your shoulder blade, kissing you gently as he rests his forearm on your hip, alternating between teasing your entrance and up to your clit. You bury your face into the pillow to keep from crying out when he curls his fingers inside you, small gestures making you close your legs around his touch.
When you reach behind to grab at his head he brings your hand back to the pillow with slippery fingers, pulling off your robe from your right side, leaving you half exposed. 
"Relax for me, baby," he whispers into your ear, bottom lip brushing the lobe. "Close your eyes."
You will yourself limp, slowly coming to the realization that this is something he wants—you pliable and ready for him. He adjusts behind you and you feel that thick, soft tip nudging between your thighs, his hand pulling your leg back and over his to help him get you aligned.
"Stay quiet," he warns before fucking into you. You grip the pillow beneath you as he forces his way in, fighting the tight constriction in your cunt at the suddenness. 
Soft sounds escape you when he pulls your hip back, getting so deep you’re melding together, skin-to-skin in the cool air. His other arm snakes under you so he can clamp a hand over your mouth, his thrusts getting less controlled as you continue to pretend to sleep.
"Gonna give you such a good dream." Jaehyun's voice cracks as he rolls you slightly to fuck you into the bed. You want him to touch you so badly you whimper for it under his palm, eyes clenched shut. 
He seems to understand because strong fingers reach between you and the mattress, circling your nub until you're clamping down on him. Just when you think you're going to tip over the edge his hand pulls away, making your body snap with unresolved tension.
"Wait for me. Wait until I tell you," he says. You shake your head in protest but he doesn't let up, stroking you in alternations between the contact you need and then up to your belly as soon as you begin to tremor.
You're only consoled by Jaehyun's shaky breaths into your hair, his drilling into your warm hole speeding up each time your body flutters around his cock. Even his hand around your mouth tightens in spasms. 
"Now."
You don't understand why the bed is moving as much as it is until you're rolled back against Jaehyun, thigh pulled back again. Your eyes fly open with the first stroke of a warm tongue, surprise disappearing into a massive rolling wave of pleasure as you find Johnny's head between your legs, Jaehyun's cock disappearing into you in wild thrusts.
You're on fire, incapable of thinking trapped between the soft wetness of a mouth and the molten length inside of you. Johnny stops mid-lick and mid-tremor to blow on you, the cold air making you jerk.
"I said now," Jaehyun says, and you realize he's directing the other man, who's stopped mouthing you again, looking up across your bare chest to meet your eyes in the dark.
Then he's sucking on your clit and you can't keep the shriek from bubbling up in your throat, body curling in as the sensation of that wave breaking has your legs shaking and toes curling, shock after shock following as Jaehyun pulls out of you and finishes between your thighs, coating you and Johnny both. 
Johnny doesn’t stop, and Jaehyun holds you still as you're licked clean, your eyes half-open drinking in the sight in the dark. By the time he joins you at the head of the bed you're whimpering from overstimulation, captured into a kiss that coats your tongue as soon as Jaehyun releases the hand over your mouth.
"Take care of her," Jaehyun says, leaving the bed. 
"Tit-for-tat," Johnny says brushing his hand over your cheek. "You ready to finish what you started?"
Your heart races as he pulls you on top of him, gently tugging the robe off your left shoulder and tossing it away. His hands completely engulf your breasts, spreading them and thumbing at your hardened nipples.
"So soft. You're mine, too," he murmurs.
"You're drunk," you counter, but you don't leave your place straddling him. He’s still dressed but his shirt is open, body feverwarm under you. 
You suppose it makes sense that they'd cage you in without a say, after slowly whittling away at your resolve, but it still feels like waking up in the lion's den. So this is what you’d missed out on not following things to their natural conclusion before. You’re almost grateful you’d never made it that first night; you’d have missed the worst but you would have never have found yourself here.
"Maybe," he says. "I can still fuck you though."
"It's so funny how you think you’re in control," you repeat his words back to him, slipping down his torso and leaving a trail of wet until you're straddling his thighs. You pull his shorts open to release his massive erection, trailing your mouth over the leaking slit but offering nothing by way of satisfaction.
By the time you feel Jaehyun behind you again Johnny is groaning loudly at each wet kiss against his length, each weak suck and unfinished squeeze of your fingertips driving him deeper into the bed.
"You like torturing him, baby?" Jaehyun asks, turning on the light. He's naked and glistening with sweat, the sight making your mouth water.
"It's only fair," you say, tongue flicking the precum from the underside of Johnny's cock. "You said he couldn't fuck me until you could watch."
"I made you come just now," Johnny slurs, hand twisting in your hair. 
"Debatable," you say. Jaeyhun grabs Johnny's wrist away from you and pulls it over his head and you hear the satisfying click of cuffs snapping into place. Johnny's hips thrust upwards as you give his cock another long swipe, watching Jaehyun ease on to the bed and angle his groin over the other man's face. You can't see but you can hear the muffled groans as Johnny takes him, the arching of Jaehyun's broad white back as he grips the headboard and fucks slowly into his mouth.
You forget torturing Johnny, cheek resting against his hipbone as you reach down to touch yourself instead. When Jaehyun finally pulls away you can see the line of spit from his erect cock to Johnny's plump lips and it makes you gasp a little, peppering his belly with kisses.
"What would you like to do to him?" Jaehyun asks, stroking himself as you tease Johnny’s length with your breasts.
"He can’t come until we tell him to," you say, looking directly into Johnny's lust-hazed eyes. "I want him to beg for it."
"That’s my girl," Jaehyun moves across the bed to join you, leaning down to kiss you before licking the twitching cock between you. You follow his suit, mouths clashing before you both set to work—your hand pumping while Jaehyun's cheeks hollow around the tip. You end up with one hand on his head guiding your lover, watching Johnny writhe and curse as he tries to break free.
"I want you to fuck me with him," you say, kissing Jaehyun once you’ve pulled him away. He looks at you quizzically, your hand wrapping around his cock to pull him closer and work at him against Johnny's muscled thigh. 
"I can take it," you say. "If he comes before I do then we can punish him."
"You sure?" he asks, pulling you tight. 
"Yeah," you breathe. "I want both of you."
You kill all alternatives by settling yourself over Johnny's hips, parting his open shirt so you can have better access to the wide swath of his chest and belly. 
"You want both of us?" he asks drowsily. You kiss him, marveling at how swollen his lips are until you remember biting them earlier. You nip at his neck, hearing the rattle of his belt as Jaehyun undresses his lower half behind you.
"We'll do all the work. Just try not to come," you say. You reach between you to angle his cock up into you, settling down as the stretch burns you awake. You feel unmoored until Jaehyun's hands are on your hips guiding you down to where you can rest against Johnny beneath you and then up again, making up for the lack of strength in your thighs.
"Oh," you say, leaning back into him. "It's so much."
"Slowly," Jaehyun says, cock pressed into your ass as he guides you. His arm snakes around you to help hold you as his hand fits between you, working through your slick until he can guide two fingers into you besides the other man. The first stretch of pain makes you squeak, tensing, and he slows.
"You sure you want it this way? We can—"
You shake your head violently. The feeling of being filled is too good, every inhale making you tighten. "Not tonight."
"That’s my girl," Johnny sighs. Jaehyun eases a third finger in, both of your movements slowing as he fucks into you with his hand against the warm length already inside you. You're on fire, feeling Johnny practically in your ribcage, but without the necessary rhythm to work you to completion it feels like you're sharing the torture.
"Please, fuck us," you whisper, leaning back to rest your head against Jaehyun's chest. You're so full already you can barely feel when his hand is out of you but when his cock replaces his fingers its a torch to tinder. You involuntarily jerk forward, half-off of Johnny as Jaehyun slides against him and presses his cock deep into your cunt. 
If you thought you had any agency in this moment it's stolen by hands on your hips pulling you back, Jaehyun’s grip viselike. Johnny is struggling beneath you, trying to fuck you against the encroachment of Jaehyun's cock but the latter’s movements are merciless.
"Oh fuck," Johnny says as you bounce on top of him, unable to do anything besides snap his hips. "So tight."
You reach a hand down to pleasure yourself and marvel instead at the bulging in your abdomen, a total flush settling over your body as Jaehyun forces his way into you with sharp breaths. 
"Don't come yet," he says, biting your shoulder, making your walls clench even around all that mass inside you. Johnny bucks, thighs rising under you, clearly feeling each twitch.
"Fuck, I can't hold it," Johnny says, the metal of his cuffs scraping on the headboard. "Slow down."
"Don't come," Jaehyun orders, more to Johnny than you. You aren't even touching yourself, too lost in the indescribable feeling of fullness inside you, the lurid sounds of skin against skin as Jaehyun's balls slap against your ass and the base of Johnny’s cock. You lean back to kiss him, unable to find anything but his jawline before he bends you down to slide in deeper. 
Your hands splay across Johnny’s abdomen, feeling every spasm and roll of his muscles as he comes closer to his end. You let your body respond in kind, squeezing in time until the tics escalate beneath your palm and you can both feel and hear his breathing stutter beneath you. 
"You're so good for me, Daddy," you whisper, laving the hot skin over Johnny's breastbone. "Come for me."
Johnny practically leaves the bed for how violent his orgasm is. Hot cum floods inside you, spurring Jaehyun to fuck deeper and rougher even as his partner grunts in protest at the overstimulation. 
He reaches between you to place your hand where you'd forgotten your own touch.
"Punish him, baby."
You circle your clit, making sure you keep getting tighter around his softening cock with each thrust. The stretch burns but you take it.
"Such a good girl," Jaehyun says, kissing your neck above your spine. Want to feel you come for us."
You feel the snap in the bottom of your feet and into your weakening legs, core throbbing with each pump until you finally crumble. You squeeze the sensitive member inside you until you're breaking apart around them both, face pressed into Johnny’s chest.
Looking up you immediately move up off both of them, not caring if Jaehyun has finished, kissing the sweat away from Johnny’s face. His expression is a grimace but his breathing slows as you soothe him with soft touches.
"We got carried away," you breathe, pushing the hair stuck to his forehead away. "Are you okay? Can I get you some water?" 
Johnny cracks a smile, eyes opening partially. 
"You think that was too much?" he asks. "And you said you could handle it."
You slap him lightly on the face.
"You’re done?" he asks, eyes flicking down between you. "I didn't beg, did I?"
You look back at Jaehyun, finding him with one hand on his cock, pumping slowly.
"Get back down here," he says. 
You don't resist, sliding down and turning to face him as you straddle Johnny's belly. Jaehyun kisses you, bringing your hand to spread over Johnny's softening cock covered in cum and slick. He reaches between you to cup your own mess, fingers slopping into you obscenely as he coats them in what's there.
"He's going to make you come again," he says. "I'll get him hard again for you." 
"I'm pretty sure he’s going to pass out," you say, looking over your shoulder. His fucked-out expression in the dark is how you feel, propped against your lover.
"Even better." Jaehyun says. "Watch."
Your breath catches in your chest as you see him take his white-coated fingers and slide them down between Johnny’s parted legs, beneath his heat-sagging balls. You’re the one to gasp as you watch him palpate the puckered muscles and slowly work in, feeling the body beneath you twitch.
"You don't know how amazing this feels," he says, meeting your round eyes. "Soon."
Heat radiates through your core and your entire body as you watch Jaehyun finger-fuck the man under you, as you feel his cock twitch with each stroke against his prostate. You assist by dropping down to take Johnny’s soft member into your mouth, sucking gently on it and pulling it to hardness. Somewhere out of sight Johnny groans inarticulately.
The taste doesn't bother you, not as you feel the blood return to his cock, taking a long time to fill completely. You’re only stopped by Jaehyun angling his own tip into your face, forcing you to alternate between the two until both are sufficiently coated in your spit and your throat burns from the intrusion. 
Jaehyun waits until you're choking on Johnny’s cock to make his first thrust, easing into the other man with a raspy sigh. You watch fascinated as Johnny lifts his hips, legs folding on either side of the younger man. Jaehyun's mouth is agape, eyes closed as his strokes become deeper and more forceful.
"You're so good," you croon, lying down beside Johnny and kissing the side of his face. He angles his head to catch your lips, making small noises of satisfaction when your tongue slides over his. You almost forget everything as you kiss him deeply, the moment feeling more intimate than anything you’d shared previously, until rough hands grasp you from behind and pull you down his body.
“One more for us?” Jaehyun says into your ear, dripping sweat down your throat and spine as he crashes you against him, still rocking steadily. 
You swallow nervously, thighs radiating a deep ache. “I don’t know if my knees can handle it.”
“Just relax,” he says, twisting your body so you’re facing him and pushing you until your bent backwards. 
“Lay back, babydoll,” Johnny says.
You can hardly breathe, your body tensing with anticipation as you lie down against Johnny’s chest.  Jaehyun bends over you, you think to grab the headboard until you hear the release of the cuffs. Just as quickly you are wrapped in a tight embrace, legs spread.
“Relax,” Johnny says, nuzzling your throat. “I’ve got you.”
He lifts his hips, diving into your ready heat—his length less overwhelming than before at this angle. Jaehyun settles down over you as well, kissing from your forehead to your mouth as Johnny begins thrusting between you. 
You can’t be sure of anything in this position—not who is guiding all three of you, or who is making the sounds in the chorus of cries of ecstasy. You’re sure you won‘t be able to come again but Johnny’s thick fingers slide over your nub, sending aftershocks through your abused cunt. 
“Oh fuck, oh fuck,” you chant, head thrown backwards against Johnny’s flexing shoulder. Hovering over you, Jaehyun is just as gone—face buried in your chest.
“I’m close,”  Jaehyun says into your skin, eyes clenched tight. 
“Hold on, baby,” Johnny says, and you know immediately it’s meant for you by the way his python-like grip locks you into place.
Johnny stops working beneath you and you realize he’s ceded control, the violence of Jaehyun’s last thrusts fucking him deeper into you than before. Johnny keeps you on top of him, hand unrelenting on your apex even as he loses tempo beneath you.
“Come on me,” you whisper to Jaehyun, breaking the spell he is under. He fights for control through a shuddering last push, pulling out to finish over you with just a few pumps into his hand as you curl towards him, foreheads colliding. Milky white ropes coat your torso, and you try to kiss him through the look of pure bliss you know he’s in but are rolled onto the bed, facedown.
“I can’t,” you protest, wrenching around to stop Johnny but you might as well be made of rubber. Something is shoved under your belly and your hips are hoisted up as you sink headfirst into the duvet. 
“You can, babydoll. I want to feel it when I ruin you for anyone else.”
Johnny’s weight settles over your hips as he teases your throbbing and puffy core with his cockhead, pulling you up on the pillow he’s placed beneath you. You jerk when he angles into you, dragging against the top of your walls with each plunge. As much as you expect pain or force there’s neither, it feels like you’re melting into the warmth of him as he kisses your shoulders gently.
“You’re so perfect,” Johnny mumbles, pulling sweat-sticky hair from your face as you gasp for air. 
“I told you she was.” Jaehyun lies next to you at an angle, kissing you, and you taste the swallow of cold water he’d just taken like it’s the first rain of summer. Soon he’s pulled you half into his arms, touch ghosting all over as Johnny keeps a steady pace. 
“How are you still so tight for me?” He groans, legs pressing against the back of your thighs when he hits you deepest. The sensation is overwhelming, like he’s going to crawl inside of you so far you’ll never be released. 
“It’s too much,” you say, but even you don’t believe it as you lift your hips to meet him, allowing Jaehyun’s hand to slip between your legs. He rolls your clit in a circular motion, kissing you to match the other man’s thrusts. Your pussy throbs in syncopation with someone’s breathing—surely not yours.
“You’re such a good girl for us.” 
You whimper when the waves of pleasure begin to shorten in refraction, the building orgasm like a bone deep ache that they’re working out of you. You go quiet in the last few seconds, high-pitched whine stuck in your lungs, willing overworked muscles to give up the ghost but the climax seems to stretch on forever with no peak to tumble off of. 
And then Johnny shifts, practically on top of you, holding himself up but only so much as he drills you into the bed and the slick chest beneath you. Teeth are on your neck and another mouth against your cheek as you cry out, legs quaking involuntarily, nails digging into Jaehyun’s back as you hear Johnny cum with a muffled roar. 
Hot cum fills your belly as you finally find release, spasming so intensely you feel liquid gush between your thighs. You don’t have a thought left in you to feel any shame, your body shakes mellowing as you’re held through the comedown. 
“That’s my girl,” Jaehyun whispers, smiling against your temple. 
“Our girl,” Johnny corrects, kissing where a bruise blooms at the top of your shoulder blade. He rolls off of you but only to cage you on the other side, leg draped possessively over yours.
Jaehyun meets your eyes in the half-light, watching you. You have to close your eyes, unable to face that kind of unnameable emotion you feel hollowing you out.
“Stay with me,” he says, lifting you up finally. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”
You barely hear him as you sink into bliss, grateful that at the end of it all—whatever this is—you don’t have to be in control. 
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Hours later you startle awake with a gasp, the room grey with the dawn outside and the heavy breathing of the two men on either side of you only faltering for a moment before returning to the depths of sleep. 
It takes you longer than usual to get your bearings, the soreness in your legs making blood rush to your face as you remember everything at once. 
I’m so deeply fucked, you think, literally and figuratively. You sit up, finding yourself wrapped up in a deadweight arm—Jaehyun’s—while Johnny’s head rolls back from where it was resting against your shoulder. In the low light they look so much younger, weightless without all the responsibility and mystery you’d come to expect. 
You’ve already washed up and changed into your robe but you quietly scrub down again, wiping away the thin sheen of sweat from your forehead and checking the marks on your skin where tongue and teeth had claimed you. 
Inside you feel a glow of elation that you’ve finally understood what it is to be wanted, and somehow without conflict even with the uncertain nature of two people’s separate feelings in the matter. In a better world perhaps you’d have time to talk it over, sharing a room service breakfast and a morning finally free of the storm that had brought you together.
But you’ve lived a lot longer than anyone should have in your short existence. It’s made you more capable, and stronger, but also unwilling to accept any fantasy. Everything, you think, has a price, and some things are too good to be true.
You don’t have any illusions about what daylight will actually bring you. 
With the ease of an automaton you remove all traces of your existence from the room, changing into the clothes you wore and readying for departure. You find the one possession that isn’t yours with ease, in Jaehyun’s bag, leaving everything else intact. 
The watch feels heavy in your hand, the ticking like receding thunder, and you tuck it into your bra as if to quiet it with your own heartbeat. On your way out you find the Bible in the desk and leave the passage open, decaying rose marking Proverbs 27, underlining verse 5. 
If either hears you go, they don’t follow. 
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rock, paper, scissors
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title: rock, paper, scissors
pairing: suh johnny x jeong jaehyun x lee jeno x na jaemin x fem!oc/reader (no name used, written in third person) 
genre: smut, basically pwp, best friends!au
summary: five friends rent a house together for a few weeks to enjoy summer like they used to do when they were younger, thinking that nothing could change their friendship. But teasing leads to pent-up tension and tension leads to problems. Problems that can’t be fixed by playing ‘rock, paper, scissors’ like when they were young.
warnings: smut, sexual tension, implied masturbation, unprotected sex, fivesome, (not discussed) dom/sub dynamics, fingering (f), rimming (f), oral (m), double penetration, spit roasting, rough sex, dirty talk, degradation, praise, minor choking, anal sex (f receiving), spitting, light hair pulling, size kink, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, minor orgasm control, minor dumbification, (hard) dom!johnny, dom!jaehyun, (hard) dom!jeno, dom!jaemin, sub!oc/reader, filth just pure filth. 
words: 11.765k
a/n: the 4J smut nobody asked for is here. I think I struggle writing things with no emotions so this one was pretty much a challenge for me, but I hope it’s not too bad and you’ll enjoy it. I made it sound deep in the summary but the ‘problems’ are just them being horny. Let me know what you think with comments, reblogs or asks. ♡
taglist: @wooyoung4eva @jenoxygen @sunshinedhyuck @kundann @jaeymark
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They had no idea if she was doing it on purpose, but the more they stared at her, the more they couldn’t get what the hell had happened in over a year. 
When she had to move out of town for a job opportunity and they stopped seeing her, they were still used to a pretty innocent woman that would always get shy at their sexual jokes or, most of the time, don’t get them at all. But the woman in front of them was a completely changed person. And none of them expected these two weeks together, locked in the same house, to be this hard. 
“This was exactly what we needed,” she exclaimed as she faced the balcony of their rented house, looking at the view in front of her, a drink Johnny just made in hand and a big floppy hat covering her from the sun. 
“Most definitely,” Jeno replied from behind, lounging on a sunbed with one arm behind his head, forcing his eyes, hidden behind sunglasses, to drift away from her barely covered ass and stare at the view – like he could give two shits about the sea and the beach in front of them. 
“We should go to the beach again,” she said, turning around, resting her elbows on the railing, and looking at all of her friends with a smile on her face. “We’ve spent these first two days locked in.” 
“It’s hot,” Jaemin replied, “I don’t get why you want to go down to the beach when we have a pool right here.” 
“You’re so lazy,” she huffed, waving him off but then moving to sit between him and Jaehyun, wiggling her ass to fit between them, pushing their open legs close so she could squeeze in. “Why don’t you like going there?” 
He snickered, shaking his head and trying not to pay attention to the way her skin was rubbing against his. “Too many people. You know I hate crowds.” 
“But the sea is funnier,” she whined, turning around, pouting at him, leaning forward to give him big doe eyes to convince him to go with her.
And Jaemin wouldn’t have given up easily if only his eyes didn’t fall on her chest, pressed up and half exposed by the top of the skimpy white bikini. “I’ll come,” he replied just to make her move from that position before he could get a hard-on in front of everybody. 
“See, I can always convince you,” she cheered, not noticing anything, not even the way the other three, in the meanwhile, were rather lost in the other curves of her body. 
What the hell were they thinking about? They all mentally cursed, shaking themselves out of their thoughts, some of them feeling more guilty and some others just to keep their morality in line but their reason was the same. They couldn’t screw up fifteen years of friendship for being horny. They all cherished her and their friendship. So they came up with the silent mutual agreement of not ruining everything for sex. The nights there were young, and there were so many hot women they could get, it was just a matter of time before she would’ve slipped back into the back of their minds and simply stayed as their dearest friend. 
But they were wrong. 
Jeno was the first one to lose his mind. He just couldn’t help to look at her in another way when she wasn’t doing anything to don’t make him fall to his knee and wait for the right moment to have her. 
“You’ll get skin cancer if you don’t protect yourself,” she said while her hands moved on his toned body – beautifully toned body, she would’ve said – trying not to get lost on it for too long, wondering since when he had so many muscles.
Jeno mumbled a brief response while he tried to keep his eyes open so his horny-dumb-brain wouldn’t have started to imagine her hands somewhere else on his body. “’kay, are you done?” He asked when she reached too close to his lap, standing up and smiling awkwardly. 
“Yes, but can you help me too?” She pouted, passing him the bottle of sunscreen and tilting her head to the side. 
“On your body?” He asked, scratching his neck. 
“Yeah, silly, where else would you want to apply it?” 
“Sure,” he replied, pulling his lips in a tight line. “Turn around and lay,” he said, waiting for her to take place in his old position. He had to take a deep breath before squeezing the cold cream in his hands and starting to apply it on her shoulders, her back, hardly skipping her round perky ass, and down to the back of her thighs and legs. 
“Oh,” she moaned, “you’re really good with your hands, you know?”  
“Oh, sure I am,” he replied with a smug smirk without realizing, “I mean,” he coughed, “I give pretty good massages.” 
“Uhm, uhm,” she moaned again, eyes closed and lips parted. And Jeno had to gather all the will in his body to don’t move her bikini to the side and fuck her right there to see how even prettier she would’ve looked if those sounds came from even more pleasure. 
“Turn around,” he said, shaking his head as if to scroll those thoughts out of his mind. “Do you also need my help here?” 
“Yeah, I covered your whole body, do the same.” 
“Fine,” he sighed, splashing more cream in his hands and doing the same in the front of her body. “Why are you laughing?” He asked, while his hands were on her stomach, her soft smooth skin making him want to taste so much more than just that.
“Nothing,” she said but her lips were still turned up in a playful grin while she stared at his hesitant hands. 
“Okay, come on, now, what’s this?” 
“As soon as I complimented you, your hands started shaking,” she smiled, sitting up once he was done, and brushing a strand of long black-greenish hair behind his ear. “You’re cute,” she said before leaving a kiss on top of his nose and getting up, running outside to reach the others in the pool. 
Jeno stood there for a while, frozen, before he sighed loudly, shaking his head. “She’s going to make me go insane.” 
The second one to realize that the plan wasn’t working was Johnny. 
He wasn’t used to hearing her pick up all his dirty jokes, so he kept making them and every time got taken aback when she would, not only flirt back, but sometimes, even start it all. 
“Could you please stop taking so much space on the couch?” She whined, trying to fit next to him as they tried to choose a movie to watch. 
“Hey, you know I’m a big guy,” he replied with a smirk on his face and winking, expecting her to squirm and hide in embarrassment. 
“Do I?” She replied, looking at him in the eyes, smirking back. “You know, I’m a visual learner,” she joked, clicking her tongue before turning her attention to the tv again, chuckling lowly as she could still see his stunned expression and feel how his body tensed up. 
But Johnny tried to hide it, and cleared his throat, squeezing in his seat to leave her more room.
Or when they were in the kitchen, trying to fit the frozen mixture of a cake they decided to prepare into a form. 
“It will never fit,” Johnny groaned, throwing his head back, and shaking his red-brown hair out of his face since his hands were dirty.
“Don’t you know how to be patient?” She asked, coming to his side, taking the dough in her hands and placing it on a plate for a moment. “If it doesn’t slide in,” she said, voice lower than usual as she dirtied her fingers with butter, “it means that you have to get it nice and wet and slippery,” she explained while her fingers ran over the sides of the silicone form before she gently squeezed the dough inside. “See, how easy it is to make it fit if you take it slow?” 
Johnny hummed, looking away from her fingers, trying to scroll out of his mind the thought of those fingers being inside of her as he watched how she would take care of herself. “Thanks, I guess,” he babbled, forcing a smile on his face and trying to avoid her teasing gaze. 
She shrugged, patting his shoulder with her clean hand. “A shame, by the way, I always imagined you as someone that knew how to take it slow,” she winked, before leaving the kitchen. 
Oh, he thought that too before her.
The third to give up was Jaemin. For him, it was the constant touches. The way her hands always found a way on his skin, or in his hair, touching him as if her life depended on it. 
When he played video games she always found an excuse to sit on his lap, unknowingly – he wasn’t so sure about that – grinding against him. Or when he wanted to enjoy the peace of the evening and read something outside of the porch she was always there, snuggling close to him. But worsts of it all were their days at the beach.
“Your skin is so soft,” she cooed one day while they were sitting under the umbrella and her head was resting against his shoulder, her hands gently caressing his arm. 
“Thanks,” he stuttered, not really knowing what to say, too afraid that, if said more, not-so-appropriate sounds would’ve rolled out of his mouth. Why was she touching him like this? Why was her leg so pressed against his? Wasn’t she hot?  And why the hell she never asked the others to go with her? Did she like making him suffer?
She chuckled, moving one hand up under his chin and turning his face toward hers. “Thank you for always coming with me here,” she purred, letting her hand trail up and reach his dark-brown hair, ruffling them playfully. “You’re the best.”
Jaemin swallowed, trying to keep his eyes on hers and not on her soft, plump lips and don’t lean in to kiss her, smiling lightly and thinking that fuck, this was going to be harder than he imagined. 
The last one to fall was Jaehyun. He couldn’t really get why she insisted so much to train with him, she had never been a gym girl anyway. But now she was always with him for the few hours he would spend in the small gym inside the house. And he hated it. 
He hated the way the pink leggings wrapped around her body. He hated the way her tits bounced when she ran and he could hardly take his eyes off of them. He hated the moans that rolled past her lips when she had to push her body past its limits. And he hated himself because he wasn’t one that typically lost control, so why was he losing it with his best friend?
“I don’t get why you’re always here,” he whispered one time, chuckling, shaking his head as he kept his focus on the weights he was cleaning. Pretending they were much more interesting than her passing a cloth over her body to dry the sweat.
“To stay fit?” She replied as if it was obvious.
“Yeah, but why? Since when?” 
“Why not? I’m with you. I don’t have all those other judgmental people I’d have in a real gym and I get to see muscles anyway,” she winked, patting his head. 
Jaehyun stuttered something under his breath before lifting his head to stare at her. “My muscles?” 
“Oh, please, don’t act as if you’re not aware of the body you carry around.” 
He smirked, lowering his head to hide the blush. “And you like the body I carry around?” 
She giggled, stealing a white towel close to his seat, and wrapping it around her shoulder before walking to the door. “I love it,” she winked and then sent him a flying kiss that he didn’t even try to catch, too caught up in this. Too caught up in her.
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“Tell me you’re seeing her,” Jeno cried out in exasperation when he barged into Johnny’s room, knowing he would’ve found all of them there. She went out to buy something, giving them a bit of time to breathe.
They quirked a brow, putting down their phones to look at him. “Her as in our best friend or another girl that’s making you lose your mind?” Johnny asked, throwing his head back to look at him.
Jeno sighed, running a hand in his hair and pulling. “Yes, congratulations, you got it. Of course, it’s her, who else could it be?” 
“And? What do you want us to do?” Jaemin asked, twirling in the chair, resting his head against his fist. 
“I don’t know, but she either calms down or I can’t promise you I’ll be able to resist much more,” he huffed. “She’s doing it on purpose, she’s never been like this.” 
“Or maybe you never wanted to look at her like that,” Jaehyun said, shrugging. 
“Please, don’t tell me that a year ago she was the same,” he groaned. “Have you ever seen her wear those skimpy dresses? Wear so much jewellery? Do her hair so nicely? Or be so touchy all the time?” 
“She had never been ugly, though,” Jaemin said, “Jae’s right.” 
Jeno rolled his eyes. “It’s not about being ugly but she was so fucking innocent and naïve and now she’s… she’s always the one flirting,” he snapped. “With everybody.” 
Johnny laughed. “Yeah, you mad because it’s not you.” 
“Shut the hell up,” he retorted. “I was trying to be nice because I know you want her just as well, and you know she wouldn’t say no to me. So… how are we going to do this?” 
“Are we planning this?” Jaemin asked, furrowing his brows. “You’re making it sound like a bank robber.” 
“Well, it could be even more dangerous than that.” 
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A few days passed as they tried to test the waters, sneaking around her, trying to flirt back and tease her just as much without slamming her against a wall or any surface they had near them. But nothing really happened, just her usual jokes, and light touches and then she would walk away as if nothing happened, leaving them high and dry. 
Their plan was to try to push her harder until she would’ve picked one of them and they couldn’t get mad at each other or fight over who should’ve tried their luck. But nothing. Not even a glimpse of intention of going all way with one of them. Just a long and gruelling torture made of teasings and sexual tension that wasn’t leading them anywhere.
“I’m telling you, I can’t do this tonight,” Jeno warned them, sipping on a cocktail as he leaned back against ‘their table’. They were at a beach party near their rented house, organised by some people they met there but it wasn’t like any of them could really care about the party when they had her. 
She was going around collecting drinks, and men, dancing on everybody, letting way too many foreign hands roam on her body and – worst of it all – she wouldn’t miss the chance to look and smirk at them when they casually faced the same way. 
“You say it every time and you didn’t fuck her yet,” Jaehyun sang, raising a brow before sipping from his drink too, eyes never leaving her body swinging in a man’s arms. 
Jeno glared at him and then clenched the glass tighter. “It’s not like I can force her, can I? And didn’t we have a pact between us? I’m just being nice with you guys because I’m more than sure that with some more talking she would fuck me with no hesitation.” 
“Would she?” Jaemin asked, peaking his head forward to look at him. “Because it looks like we’re all in the same boat.” 
“Then what do we do?” Johnny asked, shaking his hair out of his face, winking at her when their eyes met. 
“Man, I don’t know, if I had a solution to this problem I would’ve solved it,” Jeno replied. 
“Hey, guys.” There she was, chest panting, sweat pearling her skin, hair flying lightly in the sea breeze, and a bright smile on her face. A vision that made them all stop in their tracks and get lost in the shape of her body. “Guys?” 
“Yeah, uhm, yeah,” they replied, shaking their heads and swallowing, trying to hide the embarrassment of being caught, and luckily for them, she simply chuckled. “The drinks are already getting to your head, aren’t they? You really can’t take it anymore.” 
They all snickered and then Jeno replied, “no, we seriously can’t take it anymore.” 
“I’m getting bored here,” she pouted, squeezing in between Jeno and Johnny and wrapping her arms around their shoulders. “Can we go home and play something just between us?” 
“Bored? It seems like you are having so much fun, there,” Jaehyun joked, and Jeno hit his stomach with his elbow, making him groan in pain. 
“We can surely go home, now, as soon as possible,” he replied, pulling her away from the others.
“I need my shoes,” she whined, trying to push back. 
“Johnny will get them for you, we just have to walk on the sand, come on, now,” he insisted. “Want me to carry you? Want to see how strong I am?” 
The other rolled their eyes hearing his words and watching as he carried her to their place, their giggles fading in the distance.
“We better hurry before he seriously talks her through getting dicked down,” Jaehyun warned them. 
Once they were all inside, they decided to play beer pong, which wasn’t even beer. But whatever mix of alcohol they had put in was good. 
“So the winners get what?” Jaemin asked, reaching the other side of the table to stay at Johnny’s side to get ready to play.
“Nothing,” she replied, “it’s just for fun, why would you want to win something?”
“Then who loses should get a penalty, at least,” Jeno said. “Come on, there’s no fun with no penalties.”
“Swapping clothes with someone else,” she shrugged, grabbing the ping-pong ball.
“Hey, what’s the fun in that? If they lose they would wear your dress and you wear their big shirt and jeans?”
She chuckled, “What? Sad you won’t be able to stare at my body anymore?” 
Jeno coughed while the others laughed under their teeth. “I don’t stare at your body,” he retorted with an obvious lie. “But fine, clothes swapping for the losers.”
So they finally started playing, their team leading with 5-3 out of 10 points against Johnny and Jaemin, but they never reached the final game. She wasn’t dumb, she knew what was going on, they had never been so clingy, and it surely wasn’t because she needed help to play the game. Jaehyun and Jeno’s hands rested on her back for most of the time and Johnny and Jaemin were concentrated on everything but where to aim the ball.
“Would you please stop looking at me like this?” She asked, turning around to lean against the table, arms crossed in front of her chest, not throwing the ball but placing it in one of the glasses. 
“Like what?” Jeno asked, playing dumb.
She snickered, fanning her hair back, and curling her lips in a grin. “Like you want to fuck me.”
“What?” They all gasped, pretending to be shocked, shaking their heads, Johnny and Jaemin moving around the table to walk toward them. 
She scoffed, chuckling under her breath. “Seriously? What? I see the way you look at me,” she started saying, getting up and walking around them. “The way you’ve been looking at me since this holiday started,” she smirked, one finger running up and down Jeno and Jaemin’s bicep before she walked behind them and reached Johnny and Jaehyun, making them hold their breath in a weird mix of sexual tension and fear of having screwed their friendship up. “You know,” she whispered, walking away and sitting on the couch, legs crossed together and upper body leaning against the backrest, “I thought at least one of you had enough guts to man up and come ask me.” 
At the tease, Jaemin snapped, turning to stare at her better. “You think we’re not brave enough? 
She shrugged, moving her hair to the side. “Well, you’re there, drooling over me, jacking off thinking of me,” she smirked, eyes glinting at Jaemin that turned red in a second, so she heard him that day... “and yet…” she whispered in a huff, throwing her head back. 
“Fine,” Jeno snapped, turning to the boys, “if this is how you want it, we’re picking who gets to fuck you. Rock, paper, scissors.”
She laughed in disbelief. “You’re picking who gets to fuck me with that game? Like when we were kids and you had to choose who played my husband?”
“Yeah, why do you think none of us made the first move?” Jaehyun replied, hand still clenched in a fist, ready to play the game. “It’s a bro thing, it wouldn’t have been fair to us and to you. We were waiting for you to pick but you never made the first move either.”
A smile crossed her face before she turned it into a smirk, “Pick?” She asked, twirling a strand of hair in her finger. “Who says I want to pick?” 
They chuckled awkwardly, looking at each other and then at her to see if she was playing, if they were all in the same perverted and weird dream or if this was a just as sick and perverted reality. And when it turned out to be the latter, they all laughed. 
“Yeah, fine, nice joke, but you’re still not as funny as me,” Johnny said. 
She laughed too. “You seriously are so dumb at picking up signals,” she huffed, one hand moving to trail on her thigh, moving the dress up so slowly it felt like torture but none of them seemed to find the strength to move, it was like there was an invisible wall separating them. “I thought I was the loser, innocent one of our group but turns out that having fucked half of the earth’s population doesn’t make you smart either when it comes to this.” 
“Hey! We didn’t fuck half of the population,” Jaemin complained. “And you are the innocent one… well,” he gulped, getting lost in the way her fingers were tracing her body, moving up to her stomach, to her breast, to her neck and then back down, “you were.” 
She snickered, “So? Do I have to put on a show for you to get somewhere? Because apparently, the ones I’ve been putting on weren’t enough to make you grow some balls and confront me.” 
“Okay, you need to stop this,” Jeno warned, getting mad at the teasing. “We respect you.” 
“Yeah, and we’re friends and we’ve known each other for so long, we wiped your tears when those silly boys broke up with you because you weren’t ready to have sex,” she mocked, rolling her eyes back. “And I don’t care. I think we’ve crossed that line for a little while now, don’t you think so?” 
They looked at each other with a frown but then hummed. 
“So let’s cross it even physically,” she proposed, leaning forward. “If I have to regret something I want to regret the best fuck of my life, not some mental games that are bringing me no pleasure at all.” 
“Okay, is this seriously you, or did somebody exchange you?” Johnny asked, raising a brow, still not fully believing her words.
“People can change so much over a year, babe,” she winked. “But since you look so taken aback, I have a pretty long list of people at the beach that wouldn’t say no…” 
“No!” Jeno shouted, walking to her in a second and pushing her back down on the couch. “I don’t care what they say but I am not losing this chance with you tonight.” 
“Good,” she smirked. “And you? Want to play rock, paper, scissors with your morals and then decided what to do?” 
“Fuck it, I know what I want to do,” Jaehyun exclaimed, placing the cup down and walking toward her. 
“You two?” She asked one last time, smiling at the last two friends. And with just one last look at each other, they were all over her, lips hungrily kissing her skin and hands touching every inch of her body with much more vigor than in the past days. 
“Oh, wow,” she chuckled, “you truly were holding back these days.” 
“Shut up,” Jeno scolded against her ear. “You are such a fucking tease, you knew what you were putting us through.” 
She only giggled at his words, enjoying the others’ greedy attention. “As if you weren’t enjoying that.” 
“We hated that,” Johnny retorted. “Maybe we should teach you a little lesson. Give you a taste of your own medicine.” 
“I don’t think you’ll be able to do that,” she teased but got immediately shut down when Jeno kissed her harshly and tugged her hair, making her lips part in the kiss to let out a low whimper.
“Let us show you, dear,” he replied when he pulled away, standing up to get rid of his shirt. Her eyes trailed on his body, watching his muscles flex and having to close her slightly parted mouth to don’t drool at the sight. “Yeah, you love this, don’t you?” He teased, kneeling next to her again. “You could’ve had me much before if only you didn’t put up with your stupid teasing game.” 
“My stupid –”
“Shhh,” he shut her up with a finger on her lips, “no talking back, it’s useless.” 
She gulped, but couldn’t help to let a small smile creep on her face at this unknown side of him. She heard stories about Jeno in bed but well, they were best friends, she never dug too deep into them and now… 
“Look at you,” Jaehyun said in awe, “you really do love this.” He was a little taken aback, no matter how much he wanted her, he knew her, well, he thought he knew her, and he wasn’t so sure she could keep up with their rhythms and kinks but apparently, he was wrong. 
Johnny snickered when she hummed, smiling at Jaehyun. “Should we test just how much you love this?” He asked, letting his hands travel under her dress and gripping the elastic of the panties to slowly pull them down. “Should we see how far we can push you before it gets too much for our little, innocent best friend?” 
She smirked, humming lowly. “Or how much of me you can take.” 
“You’re still not done with your stupid games, I see,” Jeno huffed. “Well, we’ll put an end to this soon,” he said before unexpectedly lifting her up, making her gasp. “My bedroom, now,” he ordered to the others as he carried her upstairs on his shoulder. 
When they reached the bedroom, Jeno was on top of her, his hand already teasing her wet pussy while his lips kept tormenting the skin of her neck. 
“You’re so greedy,” Jaemin complained, jumping on the bed next to her, kissing her too, “you want everything to yourself.” 
“Not my fault you can’t keep up with me,” Jeno replied, pulling away and spreading her legs more. “And look at you,” he teased, fingers smearing her wetness and playing with her clit, “so wet already? Have you been thinking about us all night while you let those other men touch you?”
She hummed against Jaemin’s lips and gasped lowly when she felt Johnny’s lips wrap around her hard nipple.  
“You’re so pretty,” Jaehyun whispered, touching her thigh, but his eyes were stilled where Jeno’s fingers were still moving on her. 
“And excited,” Jeno added when two fingers slipped into her with ease. “Fuck, you’re so hot.” 
She whined, pulling away from Jaemin’s kiss. “Stop teasing, just fuck me already.” 
A burst of deep laughter rolled out of their lips, “Desperate little thing,” Johnny mocked. “I thought we had to get you nice and wet and slippery,” he whispered close to her ear, marking every word, reminding her what she had told him before, making her lift her gaze on him and suppress a moan when Jaehyun’s fingers slipped past her entrance too. “See,” he chuckled darkly, pulling away from her, “you have a lot to take, babe. You don’t want to break, right?” 
“I won’t break,” she bit back, huffing, head rolling back when Jeno and Jaehyun’s fingers started stretching her more, rubbing so against her walls.
“No, you won’t,” Jaemin whispered, kissing her chest and then biting down on her nipple, eliciting a soundless gasp from her. “You wanted this. Wanted all of us.” 
“Yeah, you won’t back down, right? Realize we’re more than you can take a run away like a scared little kitty?” Jeno teased, pushing one of her legs further down so it touched the mattress completely, exposing her more, making her whine as shame crept up. 
“Please, nobody believes you’re shy after all you’ve done these past days,” Jaehyun teased, moving her hands out of her face. 
“You can’t feel embarrassed with us, right?” Johnny cooed, caressing her cheek, blocking her wrists over her head so Jaehyun could focus completely on fingering her. “Your best friends. We’ve seen you grow,” he pouted while his free hand moved down to reach her clit, the stimulation so intense that she couldn’t find the strength to answer, making them all giggle lowly. 
“Just started and she’s already wrecked. This ‘s going to be fun,” Jeno whispered but she didn’t even get it, too caught up in the first orgasm approaching. She might’ve not been innocent like she was before – or like they thought she was before – but she had never done anything like this, four men all over her, touching, kissing, licking every inch of her body. A fantasy she wanted to try for so long but never imagined she would have the chance to, especially not with her best friends. 
“’M close,” she moaned, one hand wrapping around Jaemin’s hair while he was still pressed against her boobs sucking her nipple, and the other leaving marks on Johnny’s thigh. 
“Oh, already?” Jeno cooed, stilling his movements inside of her, making Jaehyun follow. 
“No, please, please, don’t stop. I’ve been good, why would you – shit – oh,” she gasped when they picked up again, laughing at her. 
“Just wanted to hear you beg,” Jeno replied, shrugging. “You know, you always demand in our friendship, always so good at making us do whatever you want.” 
“Can you please make me come?” She pleaded, fluttering her eyes at them. 
“See, why you never think about us?” Johnny huffed, quickening the pace on her sensitive clit, and then pushing two fingers into her mouth, freeing her wrists. “That’s better,” he cooed, “stop whining and just take what we give you.” 
She hummed around his digits, tightening the hold around Jaemin that never stopped torturing her nipples, and squirming under the other three’s hands. 
“Just because I can’t wait to be inside of you,” Jeno said, fingers pumping in and out harder, filling her when Jaehyun’s were out and vice versa, never stopping stimulating her, “come for us, come on,” he ordered. 
The first orgasm hit her hard, leaving her shaking already, and once she came down from the high they gave her no time to breathe. 
As soon as Johnny pulled his fingers out of her mouth, Jeno pushed his, covered in her cum, in, forcing them down her throat. “Taste yourself, babe,” he ordered. “Like this, so good.” 
“Are you ready for the real thing?” Jaemin asked, getting rid of all his clothes, thick cock springing out of his boxer, red tip leaking pre-cum, making her mouth part in awe. 
“Are you going to fuck me first?” 
“Want to complain even about that?” Jeno tsked, shaking his head. 
“I wasn’t complaining,” she glared at him, sitting up and crawling to Jaemin to kiss him.
“Want to fuck your ass,” he confessed against her lips, making her pull away and chuckle nervously as she stared at him with a furrow on her face.
“Oh, princess has never been fucked in the ass before,” Johnny laughed at her expression. 
“No, I…” she started mumbling but Jaemin kissed her again, hands travelling down to cup her full ass and squeeze it in his palms, eliciting a low moan from her. 
“It will feel good, baby,” he cooed. “You trust me, right? You know Nana won’t ever hurt you.” The sweet – yet, condescending – tone of his voice made the other chuckle at his attempt to ease her into this but she found it normal, it was a usual Jaemin trick, it couldn’t have led to anything dangerous, right? Anyway, she did trust him and she was willing to try. 
“Just… prep me,” she whimpered when his fingers grazed her sensitive rim. 
A big proud smile crept on Jaemin’s face. “Fuck, I love you,” he exclaimed before signaling her to lay on the bed with her face against the mattress. 
She closed her eyes when the lewd sound of his spit hitting her rim resonated in the room and his lips started working on her, moving with precision and yet eating her out as if she was his last meal. But the sweet gestures stopped soon when his finger slipped past her rim. 
“You’re so tight, baby,” he cooed, his sweet tone hiding the devilish smirk on his face as he watched her body hardly taking him. “Need a little help?” 
She hummed, nodding, cheeks brushing against the sheets, and eyes squeezed as she tried to relax around his finger, pain mixing with pleasure. It wasn’t that terrible but it still was a weird feeling.
“I don’t think we have lube,” Jeno said before spitting on her ass loudly. 
“Ugh,” she moaned, thighs squeezing together and breath faltering. 
“Oh,” he whispered, lifting a brow, “you like that…” 
“You’re so fucking filthy,” Jaehyun mocked, watching the scene with curios eyes.
“Well, since you love this so much, it will work,” Jaemin shrugged, moving his finger faster inside of her when another string of saliva rolled out of Jeno’s mouth.  
“No, what… what if it’ll hurt?” She managed to breathe out, shaking her head, trying to lift her body up from the mattress but Johnny held her right in place, pushing her further down. 
“It won’t hurt, alright? You can take it,” he said, caressing her back. “But… since it’s you, I’ll go see if I have some.” 
“Tha-thank you,” she mumbled, voice dying in her throat when Jaemin added another finger after he spat on her again. 
“Oh, please, it’s not hurting, your pussy is dripping on the sheets. You love this.” 
“Mmph, yeah, but – but – fuck – you’re big, so big,” she breathed out, hiding her face in the pillows from embarrassment. 
“Oh, little red riding hood got herself in trouble?” Jeno teased, caressing her hair gently before tugging at it and turning her face to the side again. “Fell into the big bad wolf trap imagining you could take it?” 
“I can take it,” she retorted, knitting her brows but only making him snicker. 
“Whining a little too much for someone that’s sure about her abilities.” 
She simply groaned, closing her eyes again and trying to relax even more around Jaemin’s fingers. 
“Here it is,” Johnny exclaimed, entering the room again and throwing the bottle at Jeno that caught it swiftly.
“I liked the spit better but anyway,” Jeno shrugged before squirting a big amount of the liquid on her rim. 
A louder moan rolled out of her lips when the cold liquid dripped inside her and Jaemin’s fingers started moving faster now that there was no friction against her insides. 
“And man, move, she’s ready,” Jeno huffed impatiently.  
“Can you please have some patience? She loves this so much, just look at her,” Jaemin replied, eyes drifting from him to the string of cum that was drooling out of her pussy and the way her ass was clenching around his three fingers. 
“Yes, and imagine how much she’d love your cock,” he replied with a fake kind smile on his face. “Tell him, babe,” he ordered, tugging her hair again and arching her back, “tell him how badly you need your pretty ass to be filled with his big cock.”
The nasty words and the condescending tone made her insides twitch, pussy clenching around nothing and mouth opening wider. “Need you,” she mumbled, trying to open her eyes and tilt her head more to look at Jaemin. 
Johnny chuckled, pushing her upper body up completely, cupping her cheeks and squeezing tight. “Tell him exactly what you need. We know you’re not innocent so stop fucking pretending.” 
She gulped, falling on her hands when Johnny let go without a warning. “Jaem,” she whispered, looking past her shoulders, “need your – mmh – need your cock to fuck my ass, please,” she moaned, nails gripping the sheets when he stuffed his thumb into her wet pussy, cutting the air out of her lungs. “Please, please, fuck me hard. Jaemin, please.” 
He smirked, a low snicker rolling past his lips. “As you wish, princess,” he replied, pulling out, watching as her holes clenched around nothing before he grabbed his dick and lined it against her swollen hole. He leaned against her back, lips brushing against her ear, “but just know I won’t be treating you as one.” He smirked before bottoming out completely, thick dick stretching her more than his three fingers did, making her gasp and collapse against the mattress again, body going limp under him. 
“Fuck,” he groaned, throwing his head back and holding her waist tight, “feels so good.” 
“Wait, wait,” she mumbled, trying to stand on her hands again but Jeno pushed her down another time. “No, the condom, the – fuck – Jaemin.” 
“We’re clean,” Jeno replied instead. “We told you we care for you. Do you really want to see the test results, now?” 
She opened her mouth to speak, mumbling something, “You – fuck – you checked yourself?” She asked in disbelief, honestly, it was good but fuck, how desperate they were? How much were they rooting for this to happen? 
“Of course, we did,” Jaehyun replied. “Your safeness comes first.” 
“You’re – shit – fuck, okay, I guess, I…” 
“I think you should just shut up now and relax,” Jaemin shut her midway, slapping her ass cheek. “You said you trusted us. You do trust us, right?” 
She nodded, trapping her lower lip between her teeth when he started hitting deeper and faster. 
“Tell us that you do,” Jaehyun said, tapping her cheek gently. “Come on.” 
“I – I trust you,” she cried, “I trust you – mmph – so much.” 
“Good girl,” Johnny cooed. “But I need to feel you, too.” 
Her eyes snapped open at his words. “N-now?” 
A deep chuckle rumbled in his chest. “What, baby? Too much? You didn’t even see me, yet.” 
She snorted, squirming under Jaemin, “I don’t need to see you, fuck.” 
“Oh, those rumors spread fast, John,” Jeno joked, hitting him playfully. 
Johnny chuckled, “Don’t you want to find out if the rumors are true, baby?” 
She nodded, pretty much mindlessly, too caught up in the way Jaemin’s cock was rubbing against her walls and hitting so well inside of her making her head spin miles per hour to really think about what she was putting herself into. 
When Johnny freed himself out of his briefs she gasped loudly before her eyes shily reached up to meet his eyes, a proud, evil, smirk on his handsome face. That was always his favourite part. 
“Don’t worry, honey,” he purred, fingers under her chin to close her open mouth, “I know how to use it, it won’t hurt.” 
She nodded, not really sure about it… if it was only him, maybe… but it was two at the same time, and Jaemin wasn’t that much smaller than him so… Though she didn’t have much time to dwell on it. 
“Can you stop fucking her for a second and let me get under her?” Johnny huffed, glaring at Jaemin that unwillingly stopped his movements and waited for Johnny to manhandle her and position himself under her. 
“Fuck, Jaemin’s right, your cunt is dripping,” he moaned when he pushed his fat tip against her hole, feeling how wet she was. “Love getting your tiny hole fucked hard by him?” He teased, grabbing her face and forcing her to look at him. 
“Ye-yeah, he’s good,” she moaned, hands struggling to stand against something to keep her body up and don’t fall forward against him at any hard stroke of Jaemin; he didn’t waste time picking up again as soon as Johnny slipped under her body.
“Come on, fuck her too, need to see how tighter – fuck – she can get,” the younger moaned, stopping once again just to enjoy to the fullest the feeling of her insides getting filled more by Johnny’s dick, too. 
Her head fell forward when Johnny eased into her, mouth agape feeling like she was being split in two, no matter how wet she was. 
“Fuck, too much,” she cried out, squeezing her eyes shut and digging her nails into Johnny’s biceps. 
“Shh, you’re doing good,” he calmed her, starting to pull out slowly, “taking us so well.” 
She wept, whining mindlessly and soon after all the mercy disappeared as they both started fucking her again, sending her so close to the edge. 
“I think, I…” she gasped, “I think I’m gonna come.” 
“Oh, wasn’t that too much?” Jeno mocked. 
“But ‘s good, so good.” 
A mocking laugh came out of Johnny’s lips while his hand wrapped around her cheeks, thumb brushing against her parted lips. “A little bit pathetic don’t you think so?” Her teary eyes stared back at him before her head rolled back and another orgasm hit when they both slammed hard inside of her, knocking the air out of her lungs. 
Jeno snickered, an amused smirk on his face. “They barely started fucking you and you already came? Seriously?” 
“You’re having fun, baby, aren’t you?” Jaehyun teased, fingers grazing her neck to turn her toward him. 
“Yeah,” she breathed out, nails digging into Johnny’s shoulders, where she was trying to keep the balance, and ass bouncing back against Jaemin, making him groan at the sight. 
“Wanted this – fuck – for so long,” Jaemin moaned, hips slapping against her flesh, nails leaving marks on the skin of her waist. “Dreamed about your ass every fucking day.”
“I – I don’t think I can – mhh – last more.” The words struggled to come out of her mouth as her body slumped forward against Johnny. 
“I’m sure you can,” Jeno replied, lifting her upper body up again, holding her in place. “Are you tired already?” 
“I – I don’t know.” She truly had no idea what she felt, it was good but surely tiring too, she wasn’t used to anything like this. 
“Oh, poor baby,” he sang with a mocking tone, fingers brushing against her burning cheeks. “I’m sure you just need a little bit of support more. Jaehyun, come here.” 
“What?” The other asked, unwillingly drifting his eyes from where Johnny and Jaemin were fucking her, and stopping the strokes on his cock. 
“You heard me, come here,” he replied, rolling his eyes. “Our little girl needs another one.” 
“A-another one?” She asked, eyes widening, words choking her as she felt the other two deeper than ever inside of her. 
“I thought you were dying to get with her,” Jaehyun said in confusion, but he stopped caring about his friend as soon as he moved around and got to see her wrecked face and her tits bounce back and forth at every thrust. 
“I have special plans,” Jeno smirked, leaving a soft – and yet somehow scary – kiss on her cheek. 
“Come here,” her attention was soon back on Jaehyun that was tapping his fingers against her cheek, hard dick in hand and a terrible urge to fuck her too written in his eyes. “Open your mouth,” he ordered and she followed, lips parting even more and tongue rolling out, making him groan loudly. “Fuck, you’re so hot.” 
“And dirty,” Johnny muttered through gritted teeth, trying to don’t come just at the lewd scene in front of his eyes, but watching her welcome all Jaehyun’s length inside of her as her eyes rolled back, was making it all too difficult. Especially considering how hot and tight her pussy was and how hard she was squeezing him. 
“Yeah, just like that,” Jaehyun moaned when he bottomed against her throat. “Can you suck me or do I have to fuck that pretty little face?” He asked, naturally receiving no answer since she couldn’t talk, already struggling to don’t choke on his thick cock while the other two kept pushing her toward him. 
“Just fuck her face,” Jeno said. “I told you she needs more support.” 
When Jaehyun held her up by the hair and started thrusting into her mouth she felt her body go limp into their hold. The pleasure of being stimulated everywhere got to her mind, making her body shake into their holds and her brain shut down little by little. 
“You’re so good at this, I can’t believe you fooled us for so long,” Jeno said, smacking her ass, making her whimper.
“Do it again,” Jaemin moaned, rolling his head back when she clenched around him, “she loves it.”
“Oh, does she?" Jeno asked, smirking as his hand met her ass again in a loud smack. “Look at you,” he teased with a mocking tone, his big hand still roaming on the skin of her ass, “never thought I’d say this, but you look so pretty stuffed with cocks. Don’t you?” He teased, moving his hand to touch her spit-streaked chin where Jaehyun was still slamming against, and smearing the mess around instead of wiping it away. 
“She does,” Johnny moaned, nails digging deeper into the flesh of her waist. “So vulnerable for us.”
“Fuck, I’m – mmh – not gonna last long,” Jaemin groaned, “you’re squeezing me so tight. You love this, don’t you? Love having your little ass fucked hard. Shit, never thought you’d let me."
She gasped hard, struggling to breathe again when Jaehyun pulled out of her mouth. 
“Has anybody ever fucked you here before?” Jaemin asked.
She shook her head, “N-no, nobody.”
“Fuck, baby, your first time? And you’re already so good.”
She wanted to answer something but Jaehyun started fucking her mouth once again, making her eyes roll back in pleasure as she could feel another orgasm approach.
“Shit,” Johnny moaned, hips slamming hard up against her, “you’re so cock drunk, look at you. So fucked up I bet you have nothing in your smart brain, do you?”
She whimpered around Jaehyun’s length and they all laughed.
“It’s fine baby, it’s fine,” Johnny cooed, caressing her cheek before his hand slipped down, wrapping around her neck. “You don’t have to think. You just have to let go and trust us.”
She hummed, walls clenching harder when he kept pressing and then letting go around her neck, alternating the flow of air, making her head get even dizzier.
“Fuck, just like this,” Jaehyun moaned when her eyes opened and were rolled back, the view enough to make him groan harder. “Just look pretty for us. Our pretty, precious baby.”
“A pretty babydoll,” Jeno added. “A pretty toy that loves being filled and used by her best friends.”
“Yeah, right, keep clenching. We’re gonna come,” Johnny moaned when, listening to Jeno’s words, her cunt throbbed tighter around them.
She splurted and coughed when her mouth was free once again.
"Come fast, I’m not gonna come in her mouth,” Jaehyun urged, wiping away all the drool on her face. 
“Keep – keep going,” she moaned, head falling forward against Johnny’s shoulder. “Feels so good.”
“Gonna fill you up,” Jaemin moaned, grabbing her hair and pushing her flat against his chest. “Do you want it, baby? Do you want my cum?”
“Yeah – yeah, please...”
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, shit,” he cursed, hips slapping more messily against her, “take it, take all my – mmph – my cum,” Jaemin groaned, coming inside of her, cum filling her and triggering her orgasm too. 
“Shit,” Johnny moaned, rolling his head back when due to the orgasm she squeezed more around him, “take mine too, come on, want to see you – fuck – full of us.” 
Louder moans came out of her mouth when he emptied into her too and they kept fucking her shallowly, stimulating her more. 
“God, so good,” Jaemin moaned, pulling out, groaning when his cum dripped out of her gaping ass and fell onto the bedsheets. “Are you okay?” He asked, making circles on the burning skin of her butt with his thumb. 
“She is,” Jaehyun huffed, moving to take his place, not giving her time to answer. Not like she could answer anyway, feeling too drowsy. “Come on, you had your fun.” 
“Damn, why are yall so greedy,” he huffed, stepping to the side to leave him room to fuck her too. 
She could barely process anything, mind still dazed by the pleasure, and high on the way she was being moved around, Johnny lifting her up to move from underneath her and Jaehyun turning her over. 
“Want to fuck you too,” Jaehyun said, spreading her legs more, making more cum spill out of her. “Fuck,” he groaned, throwing his head back when he sank into her, “your mouth’s good but this – shit – is so much better.” 
She moaned, throwing her head back when he grabbed her ankles and placed them on his shoulders. “Too much,” she mumbled, eyes opening to find a teasing smirk on Jeno’s face over her. 
“Did they break you already?” He asked, mocking her. 
“No, mhh, he’s too big.” The words barely came out as her eyes squeezed shut, chest panting as he stretched her out more. 
“I’m sure you can take it,” Jaehyun said, starting to move faster and leaning closer to her, pressing her legs closer to her chest, reaching even deeper. 
“I’m gonna come,” she screamed, hearing them snicker. 
“So soon again?” Johnny teased, placing two fingers under her chin and turning her face around so she could look at him. 
“Ye-yeah, ‘s too good,” she replied before feeling another orgasm ripple through her when Jaehyun’s fingers started moving on her clit. Her hips bucked up whether it was because of the pleasure or because she felt it was getting too much, she had no idea. 
“Shit,” Jaehyun cursed. “Gonna fill you up, you feel too good, fuck,” he groaned before his orgasm hit too, hips faltering and stilling inside of her as he came hard. “Lord,” he exhaled, smiling and pulling out, “you did so good,” he praised, moving her hair back before standing up and leaving her there, trying to catch her breath, not even understanding anymore who was touching her. 
She laid against the mattress, already feeling worn out, when Jeno’s strong hands turned her over. 
“Hi, pretty,” he cooed, a sadist smirk on his face as he hovered over her, brushing her hair away from her face, “my turn, now.” 
“I – I don’t think I can,” she mumbled, lashes fluttering as her watery eyes adjusted the focus on him. 
“Oh, no, honey, I’m sure you’re not so tired,” he said, slipping two fingers inside her sopping wet hole, making her moan, and squeeze her thighs together, but Jeno let out a mocking laugh and pushed them apart again. “I know you destroy yourself when you’re alone, right?” He whispered, leaving small bites on her neck and collarbones while his fingers kept moving in and out. “That’s what you do when you don’t answer our calls, too busy destroying this pretty pussy, yeah? Convincing yourself that your fingers are enough, but you need so much more.”
She shook her head, chest panting harder. “N-no.”
“Oh, noo?” He mocked. “I’m sure you give yourself so many orgasms you can take me,” he growled, pulling his fingers out of her and then turning her around swiftly, making her gasp in surprise. “What, doll? You love my arms, you asked so many questions about my muscles and now you get to see what this body does,” he whispered against her ear, pushing her upper body close to the edge of the bed and arching her back up, right knee planting against the mattress at one side and left feet on the other.  
“Oh, fuck,” she cried when he entered her in one go. “I – I thought you were – shit,” she whimpered when he started moving right away, “mmph, thought you were going to fuck my –”  
“Your cunt?” He asked, snickering, tugging her hair again. “I thought that too, dreamed about being inside your pussy for a week straight,” he moaned, the other hand holding tight on her waist, “but Jaemin’s right, your ass is – fuck – too amazing to be left alone.” 
“Don’t act like you’re not all stretched out already,” Johnny said, thumb wiping away the drool that was dripping from her open mouth. “Jaemin fucked you so well before. You loved it, didn’t you?” 
She hummed, shaking her head in approval but barely registering his words, just mumbling ‘yes’ and pleas as Jeno’s hips slammed hard against her ass and his hand held her up by the hair. 
“Your ass feels so good,” he moaned, pulling her cheeks apart, her head rolled down if only Johnny didn’t force her up again and cupped her chin to kiss her rough, “but I’m not going to miss out on how your pussy feels,” he said and, before she could even realize he had pulled out, he was already inside of her again, but this time in her pussy. 
She mumbled something against Johnny’s lips but Jeno only snorted and said, “it’s fine, honey, it’s fine. Shit, you feel too good. Are all your holes so good? Are you so good at everything?” 
“Need to try her mouth,” Jaemin said. “Want to be filled to the brim again, umh?” 
“Look at how desperate you are,” Johnny mocked when, as soon as he moved to the side and Jaemin stood in front of her, she pushed her tongue out and looked up at him with pleading eyes. “So eager to give us what we want, you’re such a kind girl.” 
“Or maybe she’s just a cock-addict,” Jeno mocked, slapping her ass, making her moan louder. “Is that what you are? Is that what you truly are behind the – fuck – nice, innocent, virgin girl?” 
She whimpered, arching her ass more and trying to fuck back against him but another smack followed. “Answer me when I ask you a question.” 
“Mhh, yes – fuck – that’s what I am,” she moaned, throwing her head back, giving Jaemin the chance to block her there as he grabbed a fistful of her hair and tapped the tip of his cock against her lips.
“Open up, come on, I know you know how to use that pretty mouth,” Jaemin said, moaning loudly when she opened up and he eased in, feeling the warmth of her mouth. 
Her mind almost blanked out when they found a rhythm and pushed in and out of her alternately. Jeno’s thrusts were slightly rougher, while Jaemin seemed almost gentle but still made sure to go all the way in and make her gag at every stroke. 
“Say it again,” Jeno ordered, pulling out again and thrusting back into her other hole. “Who are you?”
Jaemin pulled out, making her drool some spit and cough, “I – I’m a cock addict,” she almost screamed when his thrusts started getting faster. “That’s all I am.” 
“Aww, she’s turning into a whimpering mess,” Jaehyun cooed when she started sucking Jaemin again since he let her more freedom and enjoyed the way her cheeks hollowed and her eyes tried to stay open and look up at him. 
“That’s right,” Jeno moaned, slipping out again to penetrate her cunt again. “She’s being such a perfect doll for us. No thoughts left in that pretty smart brain of yours, fuck,” he groaned. “Just full of how it – fuck – how good it feels to be filled from both ends.” 
“You’re sucking so well,” Jaemin praised, moving the hair out of her face and pulling out to let her breathe. “You got Johnny and Jaehyun so hard again, how are you going to fix their little problem another time, umh? You’ll suck their cocks too? Or will let them fill you up again?” 
Although he didn’t give her time to answer all those questions, not that she would’ve had a single coherent thought in her brain anyway. Jeno was too good at what he was doing. As wrong and dirty and humiliating that back and forth from her holes was, she found it incredibly hot, and the alternation of stimulation was driving her insane. And sucking on Jaemin’s heavy cock while Johnny and Jaehyun jacked off made her turn into a mess even more. 
“Wonna wome,” she mumbled, choking on Jaemin’s dick. 
“Do it, I’m so curious to see how many orgasms we’ll drag out of you tonight,” Jeno chuckled with a smirk on his face. “Will we beat your personal record, sweetie?” 
She didn’t answer, only let the pleasure run through her, feeling her body get limper, and if only Jeno’s arm didn’t wrap around her waist and held her up, she would’ve collapsed on the mattress. 
“Stay here, I’ve got you,” Jeno whispered, pushing her upper body up and holding her close to his toned chest. 
“Hey, I didn’t come,” Jaemin whined. 
“I didn’t come either and this is my turn,” Jeno barked back, one hand wrapping around her neck without pressing and the other reaching front to play with her clit. 
“No, no, I’m – don’t – shit,” she whimpered, squirming under his touch, body trembling at the stimulation.
“I told you,” he whispered in her ear, “I’ve got you, and I won’t stop until you fall apart in my hands.” 
A louder moan escaped her throat at his words, head rolling back and body going slack against him. Doing nothing but taking everything he had to give. 
“You can still use your hands, right, pretty?” Johnny asked, jumping on the bed next to them and grabbing her hand, wrapping it around his cock. 
“Do they seriously have to guide you?” Jeno mocked when, instead of moving her hands on their dicks, she let them move their hands up and down. “You can do so much better than that,” he encouraged, kissing her neck. “Weren’t you the one always bragging about being able to – fuck – do so many things at once?” 
“Yeah, you were so good at studying so many subjects at once, what happened? Can’t use your brain anymore?” Johnny taunted not holding her hand anymore, waiting for her to do it herself and she did, slowly, feeling her arms too tired for that. 
“Just like that,” Jaemin moaned, rolling his head back before bringing his eyes back on her. “Look at you, do you even know what you’re doing, baby?” 
“How can she when I’m fucking her so well,” Jeno said, quickening the pace on her clit, making her let out broken moans. “Can’t take it anymore, right babe?” 
“N-no, I – ugh,” she gave up, not even knowing what to say or what to ask for. It was overwhelming having so many men around to take care of. 
“I think she wants more attention on her, isn’t it?” Jaehyun teased, kneeling in front of her to kiss her, her body pressed between his and Jeno’s while Johnny and Jaemin’s hands started roaming on it. She was surrounded, overwhelmed, hands falling slack against her side as she let herself get lulled in bliss and attention. Feeling powerless, but not in a scary way. It was good, weirdly comfortable considering what they were doing.
“Greed has always been one of your flaws,” Johnny grinned, seeing how more relaxed she had gotten as soon as they were all over her, once again not having to do anything but just take. 
“Our spoiled girl,” Jaemin teased, grinning before he started sucking her nipple. 
But before the moment could last much longer she was bent over again, three cocks in front of her face while her best friends begged her silently to take care of their aching boners. 
“You can use your mouth just for a bit,” Jaehyun said, caressing her hair. “Just til we come.” 
“Yeah, we promise,” Johnny cooed, “just until we come.” 
So she parted her lips and took Jaemin into her mouth, lifting her eyes and relaxing her jaw, telling him to don’t let her do all the job but use her mouth like a fleshlight. Fuck her until they needed to because she had no more strength to suck and do anything else. 
And it didn’t take long for him to come in her mouth. “Swallow everything,” he ordered, pulling out to aim at her tongue. “Shit, so good.” And Jaehyun followed soon after, he couldn’t even just stand and watch, he had to jack off as he patiently – not so patiently –waited and after a few minutes inside her warm mouth, he came, spilling down her throat. Johnny barely felt what her mouth felt like, not really caring about it, but just wanting to make a mess on her face. “Close your eyes – fuck – and tongue out,” he ordered and she obeyed, pink muscle sticking out of her swollen lips waiting for his cum that landed everywhere but there basically, painting her face.
“God, finally stopped fucking her mouth,” Jeno groaned, pulling her body up again and kissing her harshly, “want to have her all to myself.”
“That’s not how it works, though,” Jaehyun reminded him. 
“You already had your turn, now it’s mine,” he remarked. “Tell them, baby. Tell them you need my cock, come on.” 
She felt her body give up and her voice falter but then whispered, “wa-want his cock, need his cock.” 
“You heard her,” he groaned, pulling out and flipping her with her back against her mattress, pushing her body back in the middle of the bed. “Come here, legs on my shoulders,” he ordered and when she couldn’t lift them up he grabbed her ankles and placed them on his shoulders. “And take my cock,” he groaned when he pushed back inside her pussy. “That’s it. You’re tired, kitty? This is so much more than you bargained for, isn’t it? But you don’t – fuck – you don’t have to do anything but just stay right there and take it.” 
She rolled her head back, head getting dizzier at the way his cock was dragging along her insides and his words, his tone, his hands tormenting every inch of her skin until they moved to grab her wrists and pin them over her head. 
“Look at the mess you are,” he panted, “there’s nothing of the well-behaved girl we knew, just a – fuck – pretty brainless cum drunk doll,” he cooed, squeezing her cheeks, forcing her lips to part. “That’s it, keep your mouth open for me,” he ordered before spitting on her tongue. “Swallow it,” he groaned. “That’s it, good girl. Good fucking girl.” A smirk curled his lips when he felt the way her cunt tightened around him. “You love this so much,” he exhaled between surprise and amusement. “Can’t – fuck – can’t believe we thought you were some kind of virgin vanilla silly girl but noo,” he mocked, forcing her mouth open again by grabbing her chin, “you are a filthy mess,” another blob of spit dripped from his mouth to her. “Don’t swallow,” he ordered, making her furrow as she tried to obey. “Right, keep it there,” he cooed. “Don’t pretend you don’t like this, you’re squeezing me.” 
“You’re so gross,” Johnny taunted from the side, getting lost in the sight of her open mouth, and the way her chest was panting so hard while Jeno slammed into her mercilessly. “Yeah, you are,” he hummed when she shook her head. “Bet this is not even everything that turns you on, there’s so much more filth in your little brain.” 
“Do you want to swallow it? Want to answer him – fuck – and tell him all you like?” Jeno taunted, smirking when she nodded swiftly. “Do it, swallow my spit.” 
“I – Jeno, I can’t take it anymore,” she cried as soon as she could talk again, nails dragging into his back. “No more, I can’t.” 
“You didn’t answer him,” he scolded. “Why don’t you tell us another one of your fantasies?” 
She groaned, feeling her body burn up in shame and the orgasm keeping her right over the edge. “I don’t – fuck – I don’t have any.” 
“Oh, so lying to us again,” he huffed, squeezing her wrists tighter and stopping thrusting into her. “Just one or I won’t let you come.” 
“No,” she screamed, eyes snapping open. 
“Come on, angel,” Jaemin whispered, caressing her burning cheek, “just one little thing you’d like to try.” 
Her lips quivered, looking into his eyes. “I don’t – I don’t have them.” 
“Then what was all of this, tonight?” Johnny asked, snickering, hand moving on her clit. “Let’s see if this will make something pop up into your empty brain.” 
“No – no – I can’t come,” she cried, writhing under both him and Jeno. 
“Then tell us something,” Jaehyun said. “We can make all your dreams come true.” 
“I – I – Johnny, please,” she wept, breath faltering and walls squeezing around Jeno’s still cock, making her curse inside her brain. 
“You don’t want me to come in your mouth, right? Then stop pretending to be so innocent and tell us what you like,” Jeno ordered, dragging out of her and then slamming inside again. “Oh, and you still can’t come until you tell us.” 
“I – I like – I like what we did,” she whimpered, biting her lips when Johnny’s fingers started moving faster on her clit. 
“No, no, honey, you’re not getting away with it,” Johnny sang, clicking his tongue.
She whined louder, trying to think about anything and then one thing came into her mind. “I – I think – I want to be – mmph – I want to be filmed,” she whimpered, voice dropping low with every word feeling shame take over once again. 
They chortled, looking at each other with a smirk. 
“You want to be filmed?” Jaemin asked incredulously, watching as she tried to hide her face but with no success since Jeno was still holding her hands together. 
“You don’t even want us to take normal pictures of yourself but you want to be filmed during sex?” Jaehyun asked, eyebrow raised in a furrow but lips curled in a small amused smirk.
“I told you she was hiding so many more secrets,” Johnny chuckled, even if he knew that wasn’t the wildest thing she was into. But who knew, maybe he would’ve had another chance to drag them out of her mind. 
“And do you like – fuck – taking videos on your own, princess?” Jeno teased, leaning in more, pressing her legs closer to her chest, seeing how she couldn’t hold it in anymore. 
“N – no,” she replied breathly, silently begging him to let her come when she found the courage to meet his eyes that were already staring at her. 
“No? Don’t set your phone up and use your ring light to get a perfect view of your dripping pussy?” 
“I’m sure she does,” Johnny replied instead, fingers still moving on her. “That’s why you never let us close to your phone.” 
“You don’t?” Jeno teased when she shook her head, denying it. “Maybe you should – fuck – and send them to us so we don’t – fuck – forget how good your pussy feels.” 
“Mhh,” she hummed mindlessly. “Can’t – can’t take it more, please, Jeno, please, let me – mmph – come.” 
“Come,” he said, he couldn’t hold it any longer either. “Yes, fuck, squeeze me just like that,” he moaned, going crazy at the way she was clenching around him as she came all over his cock, hips rolling against him and mouth falling open, pleasure getting so much in her head that no sounds came out of there.
“Shit, you do feel good,” he exhaled, leaning closer, resting his forehead against hers as his hips kept fucking in and out lazily riding their orgasms, cum filling her up, mixing with Johnny and Jaehyun’s. “You took us so well,” he whispered, kissing her lips more gently than before and freeing her wrists from his hold.  
“Pretty impressive for a first time,” Johnny chuckled, pulling away from her to stand up from the bed and stretch. 
“Fuck,” Jeno huffed, rolling next to her, after pulling out, making her cringe at the sensation of their cum dripping down her thighs. “That wasn’t on my do-to list when we planned this holiday.” 
“This wasn’t on any of our do-to lists,” Jaemin replied, brushing her hair back and leaving a peck on her lips. “You okay?” He asked, his sweet smile on his face again. 
She hummed, smiling weakly, and snuggling close to Jeno that opened his arms, hand caressing her scalp. “Yeah, but I need some water and a wet cloth to clean this mess you made... maybe some food if I find the strength to sit up.” 
“Who gets what?” Jaehyun asked, looking at the other two that were already up. 
Johnny and Jaemin looked at each other, grinning, “Rock, paper, scissors?” 
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iwashie · 6 months
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"𝗕𝗢𝗡 𝗔𝗣𝗣𝗘́𝗧𝗜𝗧" 𝗝𝗢𝗛𝗡𝗝𝗔𝗘
The secret vampire society met a few times during the year. Jaehyun and Johnny loved this time when they could be themselves. The monsters they've always been.
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Chapters: 1/1 (Complete)
Rating: Explicit
Language: English
Archive Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Fandom: NCT
Pairing: Johnny Suh/ Jeong Jaehyun
Additional Tags: AU- Vampires, Sexual Content, Blood and Gore and Injury, Vampire Sex, Halloween, Blood Drinking, Top!Johnny, Bottom!Jaehyun, Read the tags.
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mistiskie · 10 months
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Ideias de duplas pra um possível smut com threesome q tô ornamentando, qual você prefere?
Se vc tiver mais ideias de duplas é só comentar aqui que eu vejo!
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dialosthermind · 2 years
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Only if i know how to write some good ass smut, i'd write tons of johnjae 3somes fics😩😩😩
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butvega · 1 year
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cara, eu tô desenvolvendo um smut de um pedido de 3some dos johnjae, e tô até com vergonha kkkkkkkk eu nunca fui tão explícita assim, tem kink de todos os tipos
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