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sluttyten · 2 years

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What I Need

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Day Five: Oral Sex w/ Doyoung & Taeyong

Word Count: 3,235

**lots of pussy eating, it is a threesome, there is some mention of mxm, but it’s not really a key part in this

You came over to Doyoung’s apartment late, long after the time you were supposed to have left work for the day, but that was its own issue. By the time you arrived, your boyfriend was already well on his way to drunk.

“Are you drinking by yourself?” You’d asked as you arrived, slipping your jacket off to drape it over one of the chairs at the kitchen table. Doyoung’s wrapped himself in a blanket on the sofa, an empty glass of wine sitting on the table, and a nearly empty bottle of wine sitting beside the glass. He’s watching his latest favorite drama.

Doyoung looks away from the drama, his eyes sparkling as he sees you. “You’re here now, so come drink with me.” He unravels his blanket cocoon just enough that you could join him in the warmth if you wanted to.

Drinking away your stress of the day does sound delightful, but you also really don’t want to deal with the hangover in the morning. “No, Doyoungie.”

He pouts a little. “What’s wrong?”

“I just want to get in bed,” you complain.

Doyoung agrees, and he sways to his feet, picks up the wine bottle and he leaves his drama playing on the TV, the blanket trailing from one of his shoulders to the floor behind him, and he leads the way to his bedroom. You hang behind just long enough to turn off the TV, to deposit his glass in the kitchen, and you blow out a candle he’d left lit on the kitchen counter.

He’s already in bed by the time you arrive and close the door behind you.

“Sweetheart,” he croons, reaching for you. “What’s wrong?”

You lose your clothes on the way to the bed, ready to just sink into the soft sheets and Doyoung’s warm embrace, to just fall asleep and forget about the whole day. But once you’ve settled into the bed, Doyoung’s still sitting up with his back to the headboard, his bottle of wine in his lap, and you take one look at his face before you just start venting.

Your day had been so frustrating! There was nothing that you could have done differently; you’d done your job, gone above and beyond actually, but that didn’t make things any better.

Doyoung listens, taking swigs of wine straight from the bottle, his eyebrows furrowing deeper and deeper together as you go on about your day.

When at last you pause for breath, Doyoung shakes his head, “You did great today, sweetheart. You don’t deserve the stress.” He reaches over, petting your hair. His words slur together just a little bit, but you appreciate the sentiment behind them. “You want something to help you relax?”

“I already told you I don’t want to drink tonight,” you remind him softly, closing your eyes.

Doyoung makes a little noise. “That’s not what I’m talking about.”

You feel him sink down to lie beside you, still running his hand tenderly over your hair.

“Want me to eat you out, baby? That always makes you feel better,” Doyoung offers.

Your heart leaps in your chest at the suggestion. He’s not wrong that it does always make you feel better to experience his talented tongue bringing you to orgasm. But he’s drunk. You can smell the alcohol on his breath, and when you open your eyes, you can see the wine bottle sitting on the bedside table behind Doyoung’s shoulder.

“Doyoungie, no.” You whine, though you so badly want to say yes. His intoxicated state is the only reason you’re telling him no.

He frowns. “Why not?”

“You’re drunk.” You tell him, and he just continues to frown. “No, Doyoung.”

“Baby, you deserve to be eaten out, all you had to deal with today.” Part of you is amused by his insistence, but still you tell him no.

It goes on like this for a few more minutes, the back and forth of you continuing with your complaints about your day, nearly to the end of your story, Doyoung frequently interjecting that he just thinks you’ve earned and deserve to have your pussy eaten. He just wants you to feel better, and it’s so endearing that he wants it so badly because he knows it’ll make you feel better, but you can’t help feeling that if you said yes you’d be taking advantage of him since he’s drunk. Doyoung’s never this free with his oral sex offers when he’s not been drinking.

When, for probably the seventh time, Doyoung makes his suggestion of, “What you need is for me to eat you out,” and for probably the seventh time you respond with, “No, Doyoung. You’re drunk. What I need is for us to go to sleep,” Doyoung gets up, leaving the bed entirely. You’re about to ask him what he’s doing, to call him back and ask if he’ll just cuddle you because that will also make you feel better, when Doyoung just leaves the room.

He walks out of his bedroom, and you sigh heavily.

There’s not a doubt in your mind that he’s upset by your repeated denials, and he’s gone off to pout.

You decide you’ll just get comfortable and fall asleep. He’ll be back soon. He’s also left his wine in here and you know it’s the only bottle in the apartment, so he’ll come back a little more sober than when he left at least. You’ve just really gotten comfortable, fluffing the covers around yourself, wishing that you’d gotten up to turn off the lamp before you’d gotten comfortable, when Doyoung returns.

And he’s not alone.

With him, Doyoung has dragged his best friend, roommate, and once-upon-a-very-brief-time hookup buddy--one very confused Lee Taeyong--into the room.

You and Taeyong stare at each other in equal confusion.

When Doyoung pushes Taeyong forward a little by the shoulders, the elder of the two stumbles forward, glancing backwards at Doyoung.

“He’s not drunk,” is all Doyoung says.

For one more very short moment, you and Taeyong are still companions in confusion, and then you realize what he is saying. While Doyoung is drunk, Taeyong is not. If your denial to being eaten out, like you deserve by his assertions, is that Doyoung is drunk, then he’s brought you the alternative.

“No, Doyoung! Oh my God!” You sit up in bed, dragging the sheets up as well to cover your chest.

You and Taeyong have no sexual history whatsoever. So this suggestion, it’s something absolutely brand new.

Doyoung groans at this denial too, and he drops his head forward onto Taeyong’s shoulder. He mumbles sadly, “I’m so tired of you saying that word.”

“You’re fucking drunk, Kim Doyoung! Just get in bed, and sleep it off,” you tell him. You then turn your attention to Taeyong, “I’m sorry, Taeyong, you can go back to your room. He’s being....” You search for the word to use, but you’re not sure what fits. Ridiculous? Silly? Weird? Or even kind and well-meaning?

Before you can find the proper word, Doyoung lifts his head from Taeyong’s shoulder, and you watch as Doyoung whispers something in his ear. Taeyong’s expression of confusion dissolves into concentration as Doyoung’s drunken words pour into his ear, and that look on his face soon fades into understanding and then amusement.

“Yah,” he turns around, slapping Doyoung’s arm. “You want me to eat out your girlfriend while you watch? Since when are you into stuff like that?”

Drunken Doyoung pouts now at his best friend. “Hyung! She needs it, and she keeps telling me no because I’m drunk!”

Taeyong smiles, lifting a hand to pat Doyoung’s cheek. “You are drunk, Doyoungie.” He looks back over at you. “Though, I’m sure you do deserve it. And I know how much you enjoy it, so I’m sorry he can’t do it for you tonight.”

You feel your face grow hot. Does he know just because he and Doyoung have talked about it? Or does Taeyong hear you through the walls?

“Hyung,” Doyoung loudly whispers, “Just do it for us. I know you’re good at it.”

Now it’s Taeyong’s turn to blush. He’s still looking at you, and you’re unable to focus on either of the two men in the room.

All of this talk of you being eaten out has really made you aware of how much you do need it. Doyoung’s right that you deserve it. He’s right that it’ll certainly help you relax and put all the stressful thoughts out of your mind for a while. But if he can’t do it, having Taeyong take his place? That’s an odd request right?

Taeyong’s attractive, there’s no denying that. And you know he has that very brief history with Doyoung. You’ve also heard moans through the walls whenever Taeyong has had partners over to the apartment. You know that he’s skilled.

Maybe you’re foolish for actually considering this, but Doyoung has put it right here before you, offered on a silver platter.

“Doyoung.” You search his face, his hungry and shining gaze. “Do you know what you’re saying right now?”

He nods.

Taeyong shifts forward, taking a half-step closer to the bed. He inhales sharply, swallowing nervously.

“So if I said yes right now, if Taeyong and I both agreed to have him eat me out instead of you, you would remember in the morning that you wanted it for us?” You ask, your gaze drifting back and forth between the two men. “You’ll remember it fondly.”

Doyoung’s smile grows the more you talk. “Yes, baby, I’ve thought about it before.”

That’s news to you. It’s also the last bit of encouragement you need to take the leap.

As Taeyong makes to finally close the distance between you and him, Doyoung grabs the back of Taeyong’s shirt. For a second, you wonder if it was a test, if he’s about to throw Taeyong back out of the room and tell you no.

But Doyoung only says, “You can’t kiss. That’s all.”

Maybe it should feel more awkward to push away the sheets and expose yourself to Taeyong while Doyoung watches. Maybe when Taeyong slides into the bed, fitting comfortably between your legs, his long fingers curling over your thighs, that shouldn’t feel so easy either. You look at Doyoung, the way his lips curl in satisfaction watching as Taeyong turns his head to the side and brushes a kiss to your inner thigh.

“Doyoung,” you wiggle your fingers, “Come here.”

He happily comes over, climbing into bed, crawling over your spread legs and Taeyong. Doyoung flops back down beside you into the spot he’d abandoned earlier. Immediately, he cups your face in his hands, and kisses you. It’s sloppy, the way your mouths fit together, but it’s so good too to taste the familiarity of his kiss as Taeyong tentatively touches you over your panties.

You moan encouragingly, lifting your hips from the bed to allow for Taeyong to drag them down.

Doyoung tastes like his favorite wine, also a bit sugary like he’d been eating candy earlier too. He kisses you deeply, lovingly, as a placeholder for the oral sex you’re not allowing him.

Taeyong’s touches are all light. His lips warm on your thighs, putting you even more at ease than just Doyoung’s kisses. His fingers spread your lower lips, a skim of his thumb over your clit, which draws the first desperate whine from you of the night. Doyoung swallows the noise with a smile. Taeyong does it again, dipping his thumb now to your entrance, his thumb slipping through your wetness before he slowly sinks the digit into you.

Doyoung chuckles a little as you gasp, and he breaks the kiss with you to look down at Taeyong.

Taeyong’s kissing down toward your knee, but his eyes are fixed on where his thumb disappears inside you.

“You’re supposed to use your mouth, hyung,” Doyoung teases. “Do I need to show you?”

Taeyong lifts his head to sneer at Doyoung’s jibe. “I’ve got it, Doyoungie.” He strokes his thumb against your inner walls, leaning forward, and you can’t hold in the relaxed sigh when Taeyong kisses your clit lightly before his lips part and his tongue darts out, warm and so sweet as he flicks it over the sensitive bud repeatedly.

Doyoung touches your chin, tipping your mouth back up to his. He kisses your mouth while Taeyong kisses you down there too. A gentle heat begins to fill your body, spreading to your fingers and your toes.

Doyoung’s hands wander down to your chest, tenderly touching your tits for a moment before one of them explores lower.

You feel and hear Taeyong moan against you when Doyoung’s fingers dive into the elder’s hair. Doyoung guides Taeyong’s mouth lower, away from your clit so he can focus on fucking you on his tongue instead.

Your hips rock into the movements, moans vibrating your chest. Taeyong happily laps at your pussy, kissing and sucking, licking and fucking you on his tongue. He’s more all over the place than Doyoung usually is. Doyoung focuses where you’re most reactive, but Taeyong’s covering his ground--your sensitive clit, your G-spot, highlighting your erogenous zones with his hands and lips in between the more important attention on your clit.

You come crashing through your orgasm with Taeyong’s tongue buried inside you, his nose against your clit. Doyoung’s got one hand in Taeyong’s hair, the other hand is teasing your nipples, and he’s got his tongue down your throat.

You arch off the bed, choking on your cries of pleasure. Neither of the men stop there.

Taeyong does back off from your pussy, falling instead to tracing kisses over your thighs. Doyoung leaves your lips hungering for his kiss to instead smooth tender kisses over your shoulders and chest, down your belly.

You have half a mind to brush them both away, thank them for the orgasm, tell them that you’re tired and Doyoung’s still drunk and Taeyong’s supposed to not be a part of this relationship.

But you don’t say any of that. You also don’t have it in you to say no as Doyoung sinks lower and lower, not when he’s already there and you’re still shivering through the aftershocks of your orgasm.

Doyoung knocks his shoulder against Taeyong’s. You thread your fingers through both the black and the bleached blond hair. Taeyong bites and nips and sucks at your left thigh; Doyoung pushes your right thigh up towards your chest, his breath puffs against the back of your thigh, and then his mouth is warm on your pussy.

Their techniques are so different, but so equally good.

Doyoung buries himself intently between your legs, drowning himself in your pussy like you’re as intoxicating as the wine from earlier. Taeyong’s mouth moves from your thigh to your hip. As Doyoung’s tongue curls inside you, Taeyong dips his head, scraping his teeth beneath your navel.

“Fuck,” you moan softly, tightening your hold in both of the men’s hair. “Yeah, this is good.”

Doyoung hums happily, licking a stripe up your pussy, lifting his head enough so that he can look up your body to see your face flushed with arousal. Taeyong’s mouth wanders back down around your thigh, leaving marks everywhere his lips touch. Doyoung circles his tongue at your clit, and your breath catches in your chest, caged by your racing heart which only pounds harder when Taeyong abandons your thigh, and you watch him attempt to steal your clit from Doyoung.

You’ve never experienced anything like this before. The pair of men fight over your clit. Taeyong’s cheek nudges your boyfriend’s, and you feel their tongues both warm against you.

The absolute supernova of arousal you experience in that moment is brought about by nothing more or less powerful than knowing that the two of them both want to please you. You moan loudly, body arching and twisting. Your thigh knocks against the side of Taeyong’s head as you twist to the right.

He sits up, giving Doyoung the reins, and your boyfriend accepts happily, sucking at your clit as your thighs close around his head. His hands come up, fingers digging into the muscle, trying to keep you from totally suffocating him. But Doyoung moves with you as you settle on your side, your hand still tangled in his hair.

You feel Taeyong settle behind you, quickly moving to mark up the backs of your thighs, his lips fiery over your ass cheeks. Doyoung’s fingers press at your leg, and you lift it up to give him the chance to draw back for breath, but he’s not the only one that takes advantage of the moment. Taeyong’s hand joins Doyoung’s on your thigh, and together they hold your leg aloft, giving each of them room to continue with their tongues.

Doyoung remains devoted to your clit, but Taeyong comes at you from behind, and you have half a second of feeling self-conscious before you succumb to pure enjoyment. His tongue wanders over the narrow stretch of sensitive skin between your vagina and your ass, tickling your ass before he pushes forward and sinks his tongue inside your pussy.

You grasp at their hair, probably tugging a bit harder than you mean to, but neither of them makes much of a protest. All three of you are moaning, your hips rolling against their mouths--back against Taeyong’s face, forward into the sweet pressure of Doyoung’s mouth.

You know a second orgasm isn’t far away.

They’re both skilled and you’re so far gone into the pleasure of having them both licking you out and up and down that you go a little limp and let them both take entire control.

You feel tongues brush occasionally, hear soft moans and hungry groans intermixed with your own. Their hands wander over your thighs and hips and belly, over each other too (you’re sure of it even though you can’t see it; you feel hands brushing your thighs on their way to touch other places not on your body, hear the answering sighs of pleasure. You feel Doyoung’s fingers curl against Taeyong’s neck at one point, pressing Taeyong’s mouth more harshly against you.) It’s all a lot and it’s everything.

When you cum for the second time, you swear you’re falling apart at the seams. The orgasm rips through you, and both of the men tangled with your legs drink it up, continuing as your hips stutter in the chase of nirvana.

Taeyong falls away first, scattering kisses over the curve of your ass, his breath puffing against your lower back. Doyoung goes until you have to push his head away.

You slump, rolling flat onto your back, though you can feel Taeyong’s arm trapped beneath your legs. Doyoung laughs happily, and he lowers his head to your belly, his damp lips and chin smearing against your skin.

“I told you it would help,” he says, oh-so-pleased with himself. “Was I right?”

You rake your fingers through your boyfriend’s hair, knowing that if you look at him, you’ll see his self-righteous grin.

“Fuck,” you sigh. You turn to look at Taeyong first. He’s got a lazy, happy smile. Then Doyoung, with his blurred eyes and drunk smile. You can tell by the look on his face that he knows there’s no denying that tonight was out of this world. That this was in fact exactly what you needed.

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iwashie · 8 months

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"𝗧𝗥𝗜𝗖𝗞 𝗢𝗥 𝗧𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗧?" 𝗗𝗢𝗧𝗔𝗘

Where Taeyong pesters his classmate, Doyoung. And at the Halloween party, Taeyong meets who Kim Doyoung really is, and ends the night with perhaps the best fuck he's ever had.

Chapters: 1/1 (Complete)

Rating: Explicit

Language: English

Archive Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply, Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Fandom: NCT

Pairing: Lee Taeyong/ Kim Doyoung

Additional Tags: AU- Not Kpop Idols, AU-Halloween, Aged-Up Characters, Sexual Content, Rivals, Top!Doyoung, Bottom!Taeyong, Sexual Tension, PWP, Light BDSM, Read the tags.

#iwashie work #nct fanfic #nct ships #nct smut #dotae #ao3 writer

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the-silver-peahen-residence · 2 months

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||An Officer's corruption part two||

Hi dears, I think I got another idea but it was something of a sudden idea. I hope you dears like it. :3 If you wanna read the first one, here is the link.

||Drabble summary||

Rust has figured something was up with the prisoner but now it seems he's gotten a lot more curious in the officer. Now, he's effected him differently. How did he do that? Read to find out.

||Warning||

~Heavy NSFW smut is present in this drabble

~Dom and Sub activity is present in this

~Possessive behavior will be present

~Breeding kink is present in this

~Biting with blood is present in this drabble

||Guests in Drabble||

Rust Knight belongs to my amazing Rp partner @demon-blood-youths

Davion belongs and is from the hit series: DOTA: Dragon's blood but he's also my muse due to me rping as him.

((Note: Their will be grammar mistakes and errors in this drabble as others have this warning. But like I state before, this is written for fun. So I hope you like it and my friend too. Enjoy))

Why? Why did this have to happen to him!? HIM of all people. Rust was trying to focus right now due to him being all nervous now after. However, he was distracted due to that night.

'D..damn that dragon. Damn him! What did he d..do to me? I can't stop thinking about that night..or that kiss...I can't......ughhhh I can't focus!' Rust was angry and annoyed right now and yet, ever since he couldn't think clearly.

Ever since that night, Rust has trouble sleeping but it was even worse. He started feeling hot and bothered. Even having wet dreams of him being taken by that monster. He would be asleep at the time tossing and turning even when he was flushed red.

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'Haaaaa...st..stop...stop ple..please...please let me go...let m..mmmmm..' he would be talking in his sleep dreaming of him. Though, it's disturbing that it gets hotter and hotter. Until he snaps awake right when he would feel him bite his skin, kiss him, touch him. However, as soon as he sees him about to undo his clothes thinking of what monster cock hides in his prisoner pants he would wake up.

"!!!!" He would be drenched in sweat panting heavily with red blood eyes seen. his heart beating crazy gripping the sheets and his shirt. However, he would feel so wet tightening around nothing till he tries to calm down by pleasuring himself every night.

Every night after his wet dreams, his body aches for him.

His thoughts are full of images of his dreams.

Even feeling empty to wonder what it would feel like.

Rust was doing this over and over every night cumming at the thought of what that criminal could do to him. It was scary yet arousing at the same time. He was strong, built, pretty rough, and he could break him even if he begs him to stop. As he came this night, he whimpers feeling his cum stain the sheets falling back panting.

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Right now, he was lost in thought in the main hall of the DBT police head quarters with his friends eating breakfast right now. Though, Ink was already gone with her own job checking and meeting with the six men at her own section. So Navarro was there to help before making sure things were alright.

At this point, Jaron noticed his behavior.

'I will have to be more careful around him tonight and from now on. I can't lose to him like this. I can't!'

"Rust? Hey, you alright?" Jaron asked snapping the knight out of it.

"Huh?! Wha-"

"You were zoning out. You alright?" He asked worried and yet Rust was quiet to sigh, covering his face.

"Yeah..yeah, I'm good Jaron no worries. I just..didn't get enough sleep last night." he didn't want to say why and yet, Jaron sighed to look at his friend.

"I see. Well, maybe something can help you sleep at night. It does with me when I'm on patrol late at night with officer brooks. Though, we work in the other side section so it's nothing of a big deal." he said but Rust knew. She was Jaron's partner so they work together a lot.

"*Sighs*"

"Hmmm, well I just wanna be sure your good man. I know this is a lot even with a new prisoner to take in. However, you shouldn't worry. I'm sure things will work out. I mean, seems Sai is doing well with his own prisoner too. I heard he went through a lot.." Jaron explains but Rust blinks remembering.

Shdwkyz was busy due to the criminal but he said he was fine and would come back when he had the time. For now, it seems some were gone or already out. In a way, it was fine.

"Even so......"

"Look, just do your best today and tonight. It's fine." he said patting his back that Jaron sees Rust nod to him.

"Right, thanks Jaron. Good luck today on your patrol with Melinda."

"Thanks." he laughed before he drinks some of his orange juice and got up ready to head out getting the keys to his police car. Rust sees him leave before the others were getting ready to head out. For now, Rust was the last before he grips his fork.

'I have to beat him. I can't lose to him....' he thought even if he squirms in his chair, he still felt pretty heated thanks to last night's wet dream. He just hope he has enough strength to make it past this night.

With that said, he got up ready to go on patrol.

~~~~~~Later that afternoon~~~~~~~

"So you been distracted due to that prisoner huh?" Rust sighed hearing his other partner Breezy explain and yet, she was having her arms crossed after they booked a criminal today. He was looking ahead but she was worried.

"In a way..this guy is.. I don't know. Off. Even if he is a dragon demon he is pretty dangerous. I mean, he was a lot more.....flirty and it felt odd that he took a liking to me or whatever the hell it is. It's like he's-"

"Trying to claim what is his. Seems you became his own little..uhhhh special treasure Rust." she said even if he was shocked himself.

"What!?"

"It's true. I mean.....it's a possible choice..." she said but Rust said nothing worried but rubs his arm. Was that even possible. Breezy noticed this but sighed, patting his back.

"Believe me it's true though. Dragon demons are pretty open to what they want. But I hope you will be alright....just stay strong Rust. I know you can. Though, lets not worry about it. I just hope you be careful that's all I ask of you." she said to him but Rust sighed, closing his eyes.

"I'll try Breezy and yet.....didn't you say you have something to tell me besides that?" he asked seeing her think.

"Hmm? Oh, I'm going to be working with Vivi a bit more now due to the crime rise. So this means it's our last patrol for a while but we will be together again my knight." she said to him but Rust didn't know that. Though, theirs been word about some being switched around.

"R..really?"

"Yes. I didn't like the idea but Mr. Henderson think that works. Besides, we will cover more of the area in our stations like that. But it won't be forever..I assure you okay?" she smiled to him even kissing his cheek. Rust blinks from that but held his cheek seeing her smile. In a while, patrol was over that Breezy had to head back as she waves good bye to Rust. He waves bye to her as well but as she was disappearing, he was nervous. That means tonight he would be at the prison again with....

Him.

Taking a deep breath, he prepares and hopes he can make it through the following nights. Rust did his best to stay calm as he did just working and focus on doing what he did. Making sure Davion had food to eat with something to drink. Making sure she sleeps or at least exercises at night or during the day. He was also given day watches too which was even worse.

Even through all that, Davion didn't like the idea of his knight ignoring him. Even when he got close encounters with him. Brushing his fingers against him and up his spine to hear that sexy shiver. Even almost teasing him showing he already effected him and yet he remains focused on his work.

It really was irritating that his knight was ignoring him. Just like today and later on tonight. As Rust sets his plate of food down, he turns to get the cup of water and walks back to him. As he sets it down....

"Why are you ignoring me, officer? Did I do something wrong?"

Rust heard him speak, knowing his eyes were looking at him now and yet Rust couldn't speak. Davion glares but he only looks to him. "I asked you something officer. Why are you ignoring me? Afraid I'll eat you?"

"....No, No I'm fine and nothing is wrong." Rust said simply to turn away from him. "I just been having trouble resting up because of this job. Though, it's nothing too serious for me. Even when it comes to watching over a threat like you." he said and yet Davion looks to the food then at the other.

"Is that so? If nothing is wrong then you clearly are not doing a good job at it. Something is bugging you my knight. You don't have to hide it from me." he said in his cell and yet, Rust looks away still.

"Again, it's nothing. Now, please eat and try to rest up after your exercises today." he said. "I'm going back to-"

That's when a growl was heard making Rust tense but he didn't turn his head to face him. Was he mad about that?

"Turn around and tell me that......If nothing is wrong, say it to my face." he said but Rust didn't say anything.

"......."

"Well?" he said but Rust sighed that he closed his hand into a fist.

"I told you nothing is wrong! So will you stop asking me already!? Just eat your damn food before you do something else!" he barked back at the dragon about to leave but that's when something grabs the back of his uniform and pulls him against the cell bars.

"Ah!" he tries to move but felt a arm around his waist and a hand holding his wrist. "Let go damn it!"

"You really are stubborn aren't you?" Rust heard the deep tone of his voice against his ear that Davion felt his struggling but he didn't let go. "Even so, you say that but you seem to be hiding something..you don't have to hide from me..I won't hurt you if your worried...or..maybe it's something else." he said.

"Theirs nothing wrong you ass h..hole. Now let me go!" he said struggling but Davion keeps holding him close even if it's against the metal bars. As he struggles that's when Rust felt Davion hold his head back.

"Don't. Lie. To. me. I can tell your hiding something..you smell like you are hiding something. Something that's itching deep inside of you, aching...I wonder if my officer has started losing his touch...or is it something else? What could you want?" he whispered that he sees Rust's ear flush red and him feeling the dragon's heated breath against his skin.

'N..No no no! I have to get away from him!' he screams but his body felt weak suddenly as Davion chuckled to quickly turn him around to look at him. He can see Rust's face was flushed red even if he was shaking. His body was reacting on it's own.

"........"

"Oh, what a cute expression.....you do want something..you crave for something......don't you?" he whispered pulling him close to lower his hand to squeeze his hip. Rust shook trying to move away from him and yet he was trying to snap out of it.

"But tell me...what could my knight want? What do you crave for right now?" he got more close almost ready to kiss Rust on the lips again as he slips his hand down to squeeze his ass. Feeling that made Rust snap out of it that he quickly shoves him back and rushes out of the cell area slamming the door. Davion sighed but growls annoyed.

'Keep trying to ignore it officer. I can tell what you want..You'll be back....I know it.' he thought but Rust was panting again sliding to the ground on the office but he shook where he sat but he didn't know he felt soaked down there feeling hot.

"Haaa...haaaa.....hhaaaa....."

'N..No, please n..no. I can't submit. I can't...he was so close; way too close. I.....' he was trying to calm down but he looks down feeling hard now but the bangs of his hair was covering one eye with the other showing it being crimson red. The damn wet dreams, they made him like this. Even that damn kiss too.

He felt the need to feel better, to get rid of this feeling and ache. It was almost throbbing all over that he was gripping his uniform. He was looking down but as Rust tries to move, he tenses feeling something wet.

He felt some wetness staining his pants that his eyes widen. Did..did he cum just from that?!? Looking silent, he only calms down again.

"C..calm down...hhhaa please c..calm down..." he said to himself but he knew it was not going to work. For now, he'll have to take care of it soon. For now, Davion was growling knowing he was right and yet he looks to where the officer stood seeing a wet spot there. He must have came from being touched. Even now, the Dragon might have had a idea..but he'll wait later tonight. However, he claws the wall showing talon nails. He will claim what he desires tonight.

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And it was later that night, Rust did leave to calm down after taking care of it before hand. He was alright but he was nervous now. He didn't know what that dragon will do but he will have to be sure he stays calm tonight. Seeing the building he only grips his bag while heading inside.

He goes in to see that everything was quiet. Was the prisoner asleep? If he was, maybe he will have a calm night. Rust closes the door and walks inside setting the bag down on the desk but he looks to the door knowing he was there. Should he check on him or wait? He felt so nervous going in after what happened today but he should be able to see him this time. Gulping softly, Rust walks over to grip the door handle and open the door. He looks inside seeing the dragon right there. He seems to be laying down so maybe he's asleep?

"........" He carefully walks inside to head to the cell to look making sure. Davion was facing the wall as he rests so maybe he was indeed safe.

'This is unlike him. He normally would be awake. What if this is a trap?....No, I still have to ensure he's alright...r..right?' he thought seeing him. He knew it was risky but he takes the keys on his belt to slowly insert his key to unlock it. Rust opens the door with the hearing of a creak to look inside. The dragon didn't move as he slowly walks over to him. He can see Davion not move a inch but the soft breathing is hear.

"....I guess he was tired after today....oh thank god. Maybe I'll get a break this time....."

'He really is asleep....but....I shouldn't be in here. I checked and he's fine. I should leave before I wake him up.' he thought, turning to head out of the cell. As Rust gets to the cell door.

"Or maybe you just made it worse by leaving me like this."

"!?" His body froze hearing a voice but he quickly turns to get grabbed by a pair of hands and pinned against the wall on the cell bed. Rust struggles but he felt a strong body pressed up against him to look seeing it was Davion.

"Y..You!? I thought you were-"

"Asleep? No, you really should do better keeping a eye on your prisoner. Or tell the difference if he's asleep.." he said but Rust struggles only for him to wince feeling Davion keeping him right where he was.

"Let me go d..damn it! Let go!"

"Oh no, I think not. I'm not letting you go..not this time officer knight." he deeply growls that Rust was shaking in his hold. This shouldn't be happening right now but he saw even from the dim light that this guy was way bigger up close.

"You left a teaser for me after you ran out today. That's not fair. You seem out of it now...after you came near my cell floor."

"!?"

'Wait, how did he.....'

"I..I don't know what your talking about.." Rust said but Davion looks to him but he tilts his head.

"Yes you do, when I had you trapped against my cell door, you twitched. I felt something hot and warm running down your leg. it told me you were wet as you came....you must have been thinking about me...slutty knight." he teased even if Rust glares his face was still red.

"S..shut up, I haven't..Nugh!" that's when he felt Davion grinding against him but he was shaking feeling something hot and heavy down there. "W..what are you doing!?"

"As I said..you teased me today..so you need to either fix what you started..or I'll lose it and end up breaking out. Your the one that got me all bothered now being so fucking cute. Though, I bet even now your hot and wanting something..you..need..pleasure don't you?" he moves one hand down to touch him.

A weak shiver like whimper leaves the knight's lips that Davion sees him turn his head. He can't be losing like this! Not like this under this criminal. All Davion did was chuckle to look at him. "Oh? Am I right?"

"N..No.....f..fuck you.." he hissed but Davion growls to lower down now pinning him on the bed his wrists were in the dragon's hand as he looks down at his prize.

"Oh believe me, I will. I'll enjoy breaking my new treasure this night.....even if your wanting of me...you'll love it." he said that Rust shook under him with his eyes now red glaring at him. However, his body ached for it.

"So then......" Davion reaches to look at him with glowing amber dragon eyes. "Lets play~"

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The night passes on with no worry, but weak moans and groans were heard in the cell. Davion was laying on his back, pushing fingers into a really wet hole as he groans feeling Rust trying to move only to get more excited.

"Ahhhhh...ahhhhh..st..stop..p..please stop your d..damn mmmm f..fingers..." he begs drooling from them pushing in and opening him up. However, Davion ignores him still pushing them in deeper.

"Why though? You seem to like it. Your dripping all over and leaving a mess. So why not be quiet and savor this? "he teased.

"B..because your a criminal. I shouldn't b..be mmmmmm doing this now let me goo-oohaaaa!!!! he felt his fingers quickening now that Rust cries out drooling.

"Stop stop stop!!"

"Heh, so wet and your getting tight too...already hungry for me aren't you?" he chuckled as Rust was panting and lowering his head. He opens his eyes showing them blue hazel again but claws the bed trying to get away.

'This isn't happening. My body won't move..it's just...letting him touch me like this. My hole..it feels weird..s..so weird.....' It was pretty big but he was shaking already feeling pre-cum from the tip. Rust was whimpering even when trying to move, Davion wouldn't let him. He even gets a smack to his ass getting a yelp from the officer.

"Stay still..it'll feel more good if I find something better. Now behave and let me enjoy my feast." he warns.

"You crazy dragon. The hell are you oooooo t..talking about?" he moans shaking now as he felt a lot more loose but Davion keeps going.

"I'm trying to find something that will make you feel even better..I just need a good angle." he said.

"W..wait..what are you talking about? What do you mean a good angle-AHHHH!!" As soon as he speaks, Davion rubs against something making Rust jolt and cum a little on the bed. He shook with eyes wide drooling more.

'W..what the hell?!? What was that! What did h..he touch!?' he thought feeling his body throbbing worse but Davion grins to noticed.

"Found it..." he chuckled now rubbing and pressing his fingers into that spot. Right away, Rust moans out throwing his head back gripping the sheets on this cell prison bed.

"Ahhhhhh!! N..not there! Not there! Feels so weird when you t..touch me t..there!" he moans bucking back against his fingers making Davion lick his lips.

"Oh? But your bucking your hips against my fingers...you must love when I rub here. Lets keep teasing it.." he said now thrusting his fingers into it as he screams clawing the wall. His bangs were covering his eyes as he moans out lustfully in the cell. It felt weird but so fucking good. Rust might lose his mind if this criminal keeps this up. Though, his body was weakening while taking in the fingers more and more.

'Ohhh fuck it...my body..my body is reacting on it's own the more he rubs r..right there. It f..feels weird but...damn it, this f..feels good. it feels so good!!' he thought looking out of it as Davion kept thrusting his fingers as he sees pre-cum dripping from Rust's cock but this got Davion's own hard wanting to breed him. But he held back only to quicken his fingers.

"AHHH!!! W..WAIT NO NO NO!!!! PLEASE G..GONNA CUM S..SOMETHING IS CUMMING!!" he moans looking at the ceiling that Davion chuckled.

"It's fine..go ahead and cum for me......I wanna see you cum." he growls going faster and harder as Rust was trying to stop his hips but he was drooling from his chin loving it.

'I can't..I can't stop my body..it burns, it aches..I..I can't stop this feeling..this pleasure. I'm gonna cum..I'm going to cum....Cumming cumming cumming!!!!!'

"I'M GONNA CUM!!!" He moans only to violently cum right on the bed twitching as he clams down on Davion's fingers seeing him cumming hard on the bed gasping out. Tears of pleasure runs down his cheeks having a strong orgasm that Davion only keeps his fingers in to tease it a little more.

"Haaaa...hhaaaaaa......ananhhhhh..." shaking now, he falls on the bed panting as his hands grip the bed moaning as he falls on the side looking out of it. However, Davion was aroused seeing such a erotic scene. His precious little knight was hot.

"Heh, good boy...you really are something else aren't you.." he teased but begins undoing the zipper of his prisoner uniform. He begins to undress as Rust tries to gather his thoughts but he feels them fall now bare for him. He walks over near Rust but stands near the edge of the bed to grab his arm pulling him up gently.

"Hey, don't pass out yet..were not done.." he said but that's when Rust slowly opens his eyes before they widen to see he was naked. Though, he saw a thick throbbing cock against his ass threatening to go inside of him.

'N..No way, he's huge! That won't..f..fit. I'll be ripped apart from that!' he thought shaking as he looks to Davion with nervous yet suggestive eyes.

"W...wait..y..you won't fit t..that inside...t..too big. Your too b..big.." he whimpers and yet Davion grinds against him hearing the wet slick noises from his hole wanting it.

"You say that but your begging for it. You don't have to run my little knight. I'll make it fit." he said grinding a little more against him till he stops. Rust panted feeling this but he tries to move only for Davion to get on the bed on his knees to trap him against the wall.

"P..Please..please don't....." he said in a daze.

"You will be fine. Your slick enough." Davion said but was holding his hips. "I've waited way too damn long for this..so I'm going to have what I want......." he said but Rust shook.

"But you won't ...f..fit. You won't-" As Rust tries to warn him, Davion stops only to have the tip poke against him before snapping his hips in a big thrust inside of him. Rust screams throwing his head back but his eyes changed to blood red tightening around his thick girth inside of him. Davion growls feeling how hot and tight he was as Rust shook against the wall.

'F..fuck s..so big. He's so big inside...I..I can't breath....but he's so hot......' he thought shaking but Davion only panted to move his hands up from his hips and pin his hands to the wall.

"Fuck, so tight.....heh, what a perfect fit for me. Now your mine....." he said to pull his hips back slowly hearing how it slips out and Rust shivering before he thrusts forward. A weak moan leaves him as Davion goes at a slow pace thrusting into him deep with the smack of their skin.

"Ah! Ha! Gahh! ahhhhh.....nuggghhhhh...."

"Mmmmmmm....." Davion loved this heated feeling, even if this officer was a tease, he will enjoy this for as long as he could. "Such a good knight...a very good good knight.....your taking me in so nicely and all the way. I bet it feels good don't it? "he panted while Rust's upper face was hidden moaning out loudly as he feels the dragon take him.

"Ohhhh..oohhh..ohhh f..f..fuck..f...fuc...nuggnmmmmm...."

'It don't f..feel good. It can't feel good. I know I used toys and stuff back home but t..this is different from them. It feels way different. W..what's happening to my mind? My body? What has he d..done to me?!' Rust thought as he couldn't stop the moans that slip out even if Davion was thrusting deeper into him that Rust's fingers shake.

"Ahhhhh....hhaaaaaaa...."

"Mmmmm..so what do you say now, my officer? Finally give to me?" he teased but Rust was shaking looking up but Davion knew he was out of it. Lost to the heat of desire.

"Hahhhh ahhhhh nmmmmm mmmm!!!" he feels him thrusting a little faster with his fingers touching his chest and teasing the nipples. He even pulls them making Rust gasp out shaking.

"Answer me. Do you give? Do you feel good?"

"Ahhhh...ahhhhhh.." 'I have to lie..I can't feel g..good...ohhh god I can't f..feel..I.....I....' he wanted to lie to say he hated this but thanks to the wet dreams, the teasing, self pleasuring..he was losing it.

That's when he quickly snaps his hips forward, making Rust scream out gripping his arm to claw at it with his talon nails. Davion chuckled but he started ramming into his spots again, Rust couldn't stop moaning.

'N..Not again, not there again! He's hitting my spots again..he's going to e..eat me!!' he screams even if he was shaking, Davion kept going only to grip his his hips slamming into him but he was shaking while crying out.

"Not there! Oh god not there!!!!" he begs but Davion kept going ignore his pleas.

"Say it! Say it feels good or I'll be sure you get punished!" he growls quickening his hips as Rust was moaning ripping the sheets but his body only bucks back into him while twitching.

"MMMMMMM!!!!"

'Lie..d....damn it, Lie! Say a lie! Please..d..don't say how good it feels. Don't say you want more. Don't s..say it. Don't say it!!!!' he screams at his mind wanting to fight but Rust was screaming, moaning and whimpering that he feels Davion quickening faster.

"Ahhhhhhhhh f..fuck!!!!!"

"Say it, say it or I'll stop!" he said to Rust but after thinking about it Davion was jackhammering into him as Rust shook. "!?"

"N..No NO NO NO SLOW DOWN! PLEASE SLOW DOWN!!!" he begs but Davion keeps going that Rust was only feeling more hungry.

"Never. I'm not going to slow down in fact if you won't tell me..I'll make your body tell me! Besides, your clamping around me so good grrrrr you want me to cum inside and fill you up with my heat...admit it. You wanted me. You hunger for me...you. want. me." he said but Rust was shaking aching for it as he felt the girth throbbing inside.

"....Haaaa..hhaaaaaa.."

"But if you won't tell me..I'll fill you till you do...I'm already close. I'm going to fill you up.." he warns.

'I..Is he close? He's going to cum inside of me!? I..I have to make him stop..I won't s...snap to him but..it feels to damn good...it's too good..I'm going to break..I'm going to break!!!!' he screams looking up with his tongue seen a little.

'Your mine as I said...so accept that and just take my heat you dirty officer!' Davion roars in his thoughts before snapping his hips faster and faster with Rust gasping out till he screams tightening around him.

'H..he's gonna cum! He's gonna cum inside! I have to stop him before he-!?'

"Grrrrrr..I'm going to cum....you better swallow it up.."he said.

"W..wait don't!" As Rust tries to speak, Davion roars out snapping his hips forward to pin Rust there. He panted heavily cumming hard inside of Rust as the knight twitch shaking as something hot fills him up. His eyes rolling in the back of his head as this criminal came hard inside of him.

"MMmfffmmmmm!!!!!"

'S..shit..shit shit shit h..he came. Why is it so hot? His c..cum is hot..' he moans twitching against the wall as Rust came too not able to say a word as Davion was panting drooling from how good it felt to finally cum after so long. He didn't let Rust go but he only saw how dazed he was. Even if his eyes were red he only panted still aroused.

That's when he moves Rust from the wall and lays him down and held him down by his wrists. Rust gasped to feel trapped but his eyes looks up to the hungry dragon that they were wide. His appearance changed. He had red and black dragon scales on him, his teeth were sharp, a tail seen behind that wraps around Rust's waist. However, he breaths smoke growling hungry at the shaking knight under him.

His heart was beating like crazy seeing this but he was aroused seeing this. Davion growls to lick his lips, bucking his hips slowly making Rust feel it as he whimpers shaking.

"You really are a tasty treat. My prey shaking under me. I want to eat you up all night long and fuck you till I break you. Over..and over.."he said bucking his hips hearing a moan from him.

"Though, lucky for us...we have a lot of time to play. So I Hope you feel me well...my officer." he said even if Rust was shaking he was paralyzed in both excitement, fear, and desire.

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Even from that night, Davion did take him over and over again. Filling him up with cum. Making him cum hard each time he teased his spots. They went with different positions that he now thrusting up into Rust as he was moaning clawing his scaly back moaning out. His own skin was coated in bite marks, claw marks, even hand prints but he didn't stop.

"Ahhhhhh D..davion m..more!! Please f..fuck me more I want it..I want more!!" he begs even with some blood from his chin after biting the dragon this got Davion excited still fucking him.

"Greedy little knight..I said we have all night." he teased but makes Rust lay down pounding away as Rust screams mixed with his moans.

"I'll not stop till we are both spent but now..thanks to this..your mine. Your all mine. I'll make you feel good no matter what......." he teased but Rust was still clawing his back but his mind was lost to the pleasure.

"Y..Yes just d..don't stop!! Mmmm I'm yours! I'm all yours! Just don't stop taking me! Make me yours!!" he begs as Davion growls now biting his neck and lapping up the blood.

Even if Rust tried he was already moaning out looking out of it. Seems even he was not strong but his body had given to the criminal.

'I..I can't live without this feeling this heat...I lost b..but.....I don't care..I need him to breed me more. I want him to breed me!' he thought before screaming feeling Davion cum again twitching as Davion chuckled now holding him to the side and thrusts again hearing Rust moan again and clawing the ripped pillow.

"Y..Yessss fuck yes please fuck me! Fuck me harder, deeper, faster just give me more please!" he begs him bucking his hips back that Davion chuckled loving this.

'Ohhhh, I'm going to enjoy my little knight..you. are. mine.' Davion thought while claiming him then kisses him deeply hearing a weak purr from Rust. From that prison building, loud moans were heard but no one was near to hear as the dragon calms his prize.

Though, who else will fall under the waves of desire? You'll have to wait and see.

~TBC~

#IC #silver roses #Drabble/short or long stories #silver butterfly mun #peahen mom #the mansion owner #A officer's corruption part 2 #Rust knight #older Rust #davion #the fractions of NYC #demon-blood-youths #peahen writer #officer demons au

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masterfvck · 10 months

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Introduction post

Who am I?

I don't know either if I'm being honest... Okay okay. My name is Sharpie, and I'm a Kpop NSFW writer. I mostly write smut, yes, but I also write fluff and angst and all other kinds of stuff. I pretty much only write GxG stuff, but I do write G!P!! Often. I occasionally write for NCT(all units) but I am quite new to them 😅 it's the only BG I will write... For now.

I use She/Her pronouns and I am a big dumb useless Sapphic. I love women.

Requests

Am I open to requests? Yeah. All the time!!

I can write blurbs, whole fanfics, small or big oneshots, headcanons... Anything.

Just ask me 😋 Don't be afraid to be specific, I love when it's specific 🙏🙏

Blacklisted things

I will not write smut about minors in any way. Keep in mind, these are real people.

No !nc3st. Again, real people. It's weird. Also I have bad experiences with this concept, so it makes me ick

No watersports or scat, just not my thing yk?

Main pairings

Okay so main pairings are the ones who I mostly write for. I will not do minor x adult unless there's like only a 1/2/3 year age gap. But no smut!!

I will write about other ships as well, so you can request other things obviously 😀 I also can do Idol/Reader 🙏

(G)I-DLE

Minqi(Yuqi/Minnie)

2yeon(Soyeon/Miyeon

Sooshu(Soojin/Shuhua)

Stayc

Isayoon(Isa/Yoon)

TWICE

Satzu(Sana/Tzuyu)

Sahyo(Sana/Jihyo)

Dubchaeng(Dahyun/Chaeyoung)

Michaeng(Mina/Chaeyoung)

Dahmo(Dahyun/Momo)

What's Nayeon and Sana's ship name...

Motzu(Momo/Tzuyu)

3mix(Jeongyeon/Jihyo/Nayeon)

AESPA

Ningselle(Ningning/Giselle)

Jiminjeong(Karina/Winter)

Winning(Winter/Ningning)

LE SSERAFIM

Summerz(Chaewon/Kazuha)

Purinz(Yunjin/Chaewon)

Petalz(Kazuha/Sakura)

Hotcoolz(Yunjin/Sakura)

IZ*ONE

Chaekkura(Chaeyeon/Sakura)

Jinjoo(Yujin/Minju)

Yenyul(Yena/Yuri)

Ssamyul(Chaewon/Yuri)

Annyeongz(Yujin/Wonyoung)

Wonnako(Wonyoung/Nako)

Kangbi(Hyewon/Eunbi)

Woolimz(Chaewon/Eunbi)

Newjeans

Note: I only write smut for Hanni and Minji

Bbangsaz(Minji/Hanni)

What's the name for Haerin/Hyein 😢

Danielle/Minji. I know only Catnipz, Bbangsaz and Kittyz for names 💔

Blackpink

Chaennie(Rosé/Jennie)

Chaelisa(Rosé/Lisa)

IVE

Sentimentals(Gaeul/Rei)

2kim(Gaeul/Liz)

Lizrei(Liz/Rei)

Annyeongz(Wonyoung/Yujin)

LOONA

Yvesoul(Yves/Jinsoul)

Lipsoul(Jinsoul/Kim Lip)

Chuuves(Chuu/Yves)

Chuusoul(Chuu/Jinsoul)

Vives(Vivi/Yves)

Mamamoo

Wheebyul(Wheein/Moonbyul)

Moonsun(Moonbyul/Solar)

Hwabyul(Hwasa/Moonbyul)

Wheesun(Wheein/Solar)

ITZY

Chaerji(Chaeryeong/Yeji)

Yuchae(Yuna/Chaeryeong)

Ryuryeong(Ryujin/Chaeryeong)

Ryeji(Ryujin/Yeji)

2Shin(Yuna/Ryujin)

Jinlia(Ryujin/Lia)

YeNa(Yeji/Yuna)

NCT(all units included)

Dotae(Doyoung/Taeyong)

Yuwin(Yuta/Winwin)

Kunwin(Kun/Winwin)

Kunten(Kun/Ten)

Johnmark(Johnny/Mark)

Haeil(Haechan/Taeil)

Winyang(Winwin/Yangyang)

Crossover ships

Jenzuha(Jennie/Kazuha(BP, LSRF))

Chaejeong?? Winwon??(Chaewon/Winter(AESPA, IZ/LSRF)

Ryurina(Ryujin/Karina(ITZY, AESPA))

Ryuwinrina(Ryujin/Karina/Winter(ITZY, AESPA))

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Okay bye. That's all I have to say

#Sharpie on drugs #introductory post

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xhanisai · 1 year

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Tagged by: @seas-of-silver and @ultrakart

Thanks for the tags lads! I have hundreds and HUNDREDS of wips so I will only share a select few of their titles lol~

Rules: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have wips. (You can make your own post or reblog this one!) I have deemed that this isn’t just for writing either. Sketch titles? Comics? Dnd campaigns? If you have an unfinished project, it counts!!

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Art Wips

- Exorcist! Adrien and Vampire! Ladybug comic ladrien AU

- Post-Jubilation comic part 2

- Ladynoir touching foreheads doodle

- Mariblanc doodle

- DOTA

- PanPan

- Ladybug vs Akuma comic

- Fashion project with Marinette

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Fanfic Wips

- Blanc Noise ch4

- Horror oneshot

- Emotional X

- Smut (literally just titled SMUT)

- Akuma beams make em clothes go POOF

- Barista Adrien (not an AU)

- AU where there's only Ladybug and Adrien is constantly akumatised as Chat Blanc.

- ML class goes to Ouran high school

- Chat Noir es un Chat Noir

- Karen

- Pillownette

- OHANA MEANS FAMILY

- Lipstick

- Strawberries

- The ‘I love you’ game

- Marinette the villain

- Chaton Noir is now CHAT NOIR

- Chat Blanc Chat Noir fusion

- Thirstybug

- Simpdrien needs Marinette’s ring size

- “Marry me”

- Super smart middle schooler

- Enemy AU

- Cat and mouse

- Perfect fit

- Dance

- What do kisses taste like?

- "Pet hamster got baked into a loaf of bread, huh?"

- Hair

- Marinette is jealous of herself

- Drunkbug

- Kissing practise

- COLLAB BETWEEN SEAS AND I

- Bonk

- Ow

- Betrayal

- Demon Chat Noir AU

- Scarf

- Cold hands

- Covid test

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I tag anyone who sees this cos I ain’t tagging like 20 people on this post lmaooooooo.

#wip game #listen with my fics i keep a bunch of drabbles per doc so i had to think up of a quick title or something for most of these i don't care if #this is cheating LOL #and I DONT NAME MY ART WIPS IT IS JUST ILLUST1 ILLUST2 AND SO ON LOL #but yea yeah ask away #lemme know what you wanna know #;)))

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smileysuh · 3 years

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Birthday Boy

🌙 staring. Johnny & Doyoung & Taeyong & Jaehyun x afab!Reader

🔮 synopsis. There’s only one thing Jaehyun wants from his friends for his birthday, and that’s a taste of their girlfriend. She’s already used to dating three idols, what’s one more?

cw/ tw. fivesome, oral (m/f receiving), unprotected sex, spit roasting, no anal, sploshing/nyotaimori/food play, dom Johnny/Jaehyun/Doyoung, switch reader/taeyong, dirty talk, daddy count (4), sir, choking, biting, marking, bdsm themes, slight bondage, overstimulation, shower sex, jealous Doyoung, vouyerism themes, it’s just a LOT, etc…

👹 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 13.1k

🍭 aus. idol au, poly au, etc…

☀️ mlist + an. three aquarius’s and a cancer walk into a bar-

It’s nearly two AM and the entire group is drunker than any of them intended to be. Taeil is cuddling a passed out Haechan, who had crawled up to the oldest member, latched onto his arm, and refused to let go. Yuta, and Jungwoo are all arguing about something in the kitchen, probably which anime tiddies are better, they’d whipped out their phones to compare Hentai after one bottle of wine. Doyoung and Taeyong are busy parenting people with a tipsy Mark in tow, running around, giving water to Taeil who keeps pouring it on a plant in the corner and giggling to himself.

Johnny, meanwhile, enjoys time alone with Jaehyun. The two of them are happily situated on the couch, enjoying the way the other members run around.

It’s Aquarius season, with many of the NCT boys having birthdays. Johnny’s was four days ago, and he wonders if any of them have been sober since. Haechan has literally been walking around the dorm holding a bottle of vodka at all hours of the day, and Johnny is pretty sure Mark’s all but nocturnal at this point.

Jaehyun is a happy, giggly drunk, and Johnny has always enjoyed that about him. He enjoys the ease of their friendship, how he can talk to his best friend about anything.

“Are you sure you don’t want anything for your birthday?” Johnny asks, looking down at his watch.

He’ll have to be leaving soon, he knows you’re waiting for them at home and he feels like the past few days they’ve been somewhat neglectful of you. You’d treated both him and Doyoung to special birthday presents, his had involved pretty silks and lingerie that had made his mouth water, and for Doyoung, you’d been his perfect little sub for a whole day. Johnny wishes he could invite you to their little party, but it’s to celebrate Jaehyun’s birthday, and he’d said he only wanted the members there.

“I’m fine.” Jaehyun waves his hand, nursing his drink. Johnny thinks it must be his fifth one, and Johnny finds humour in the soft pink flush that's overtaken Jaehyun’s cheeks.

“There’s nothing you want?” Johnny says with disbelief. Jaehyun looks out at the room, purposefully avoiding his eyes, and Johnny can sense there’s something on his friend’s mind, “come on, tell me.”

Johnny knows he’s abusing the fact that Jaehyun is drunk. Jaehyun will tell Johnny just about anything when he’s been drinking, all it will take is a little push.

“No it’s nothing.” Jaehyun says again, rubbing his face with a hand as if to attempt to sober himself up.

“Come on,” Johnny nudges him with his shoulder, “it can’t be that bad right? I promise I’ll get it for you. Is it something expensive?”

Jaehyun shakes his head immediately, a huge, lazy smile working its way onto his face.

Whatever Jaehyun has on his mind as a present is a secret he’s going to try to keep, and Johnny is not having it.

“So it’s something cheap?”

“She’s not cheap!” Jaehyun responds without thought, expression turning to shock a moment later when he realizes he’s just betrayed a massive hint as to what he’d like as a present.

“She?” Johnny grins, “so you have a bit of a crush huh? You should have invited her!”

Jaehyun shakes his head, shutting his mouth firmly, as if he’s not going to say anything else.

But Johnny is too close to the truth to back down now. “Is she cute?” Johnny presses, earning a small nod from Jaehyun, “where did you meet her? Is she an idol?” Jaehyun stays quiet and Johnny takes this as a negative, “okay so not an idol.” Johnny thinks of more questions, “does she work with us? Is she someone we know?”

Jaehyun scrunches up his face and Johnny realizes he can only ask one question at a time. He also realizes that one of the questions merited a ‘yes’ answer, but not both, or Jaehyun would have been quick to nod. “So it’s someone we know.” Johnny says to himself.

“Johnny-” Jaehyun groans, his head flopping onto the back of the couch, “stop.”

“Tell me about her!” Johnny pleads, grabbing Jaehyun’s arm and shaking it, only partially to make sure Jaehyun doesn’t pass out in the middle of their conversation.

“Tell you about who?” Mark’s voice intrudes on Johnny’s thoughts, and the Canadian jumps onto the couch next to the pair.

“Jaehyun has a crush!” Johnny says excitedly, hoping that pressure from Mark will make Jaehyun spill his guts.

“Ooop.” Mark’s eyes widen, and he goes tense.

“Did you just say oop?!” Johnny asks, “oh my god, you know who he has a crush on! Jaehyun, you told him but you won’t tell me?! She must be really amazing”

“Who must be amazing!?” Jungwoo flops down, stretching his body across Johnny’s lap and nuzzling his face into Johnny’s thigh, eyes closing. He looks so much like a large cat that Johnny can’t help but put his hand on his friend’s head, petting the soft hair.

“Jaehyun’s crush.” Johnny coos down at his friend.

Jungwoo giggles, rolling onto his back so he can look up at Johnny, then he reaches out, pressing his pointer finger to Johnny’s nose, “boop, you’d know Hyung, she’s your girlfriend.”

There’s a moment of silence. Everyone is frozen, except Jungwoo, who is smiling and playing with Johnny’s hair. And then, everything happens at once.

“What!?” Johnny turns to look at Jaehyun. His sudden motion of turning to look at Jaehyun almost knocks Jungwoo off of Johnny’s lap, and the cat man groans and steadies himself, only to find Mark and Jaehyun looking down at him with wide eyes.

It’s then that he realizes his mistake.

Mark grabs Jungwoo and drags him off of Johnny’s lap so the two of them can escape while the shit hits the fan in Johnjae land.

“Johnny-” Jaehyun searches for a way to explain himself, his eyes going to Doyoung and Taeyong who are watching from a few feet away, In a non drunk world, Jaehyun may have said: “Johnny let’s talk in the bathroom”, unfortunately, Jaehyun is drunk, so instead, he hurls his body from the couch and runs to the bathroom without so much as a ‘follow me’.

Johnny is still in shock, but he can’t let this go. He has to go after Jaehyun, but first, he looks to Taeyong and Doyoung, who approach quickly, “what’s wrong with Jae?” Taeyong asks with concern.

“Nothing I can’t handle.” Johnny holds up a hand.

“Make it quick.” Doyoung says, looking down at his phone, “or kitten will be asleep by the time we get home and then no one gets to have any fun.”

Johnny chuckles a little at Doyoung’s words, as if you being asleep would stop any of them. You’ve made it clear recently that you’d be okay with “somnophilia”. You’d had to teach them what the word even meant. “I’m down for you to fuck me when I’m asleep” you’d said, very eloquently, and Johnny knows that Doyoung kind of wishes you’ll be asleep when they get home, just so he can give it a try.

“I’ll be back soon, then we can leave.” Johnny promises, then heads off towards the bathroom, knocking softly on the door, “Jae?”

The door unlocks and Johnny pushes it open, heading to lean back against the sink while Jaehyun closes the door behind him and locks it. Then Jaehyun approaches Johnny, reaching past him to grab a water cup that he fills and drinks. Jaehyun takes a deep breath and splashes some cold water on his face for good measure, while Johnny patiently waits for him to explain himself.

“Look, I know she’s your girlfriend-” Jaehyun starts.

Johnny lets out a shocked laugh, something like aggression bubbling up in him. It’s such an odd feeling, he’s almost never the jealous type, “uh, yeah.” he pauses, “And Doyoung’s. And Taeyong’s.” There it is. Johnny understands now, he’s not worried about himself, he’s worried about the other two, less secure, men in his relationship.

“I know, I know,” Jaehyun sighs, “It’s just a crush, I was never going to do anything, in fact, I try to stay away from Y/N!”

Johnny thinks about it for a moment and realizes that Jaehyun is telling the truth. In the past few months, whenever you come to hang out, Jaehyun keeps his distance. Johnny hadn’t even considered a reason why he would back off, but now it’s all starting to make sense.

“So... how long have you been into her?” Johnny asks, making sure his voice is soft and non confrontational.

Jaehyun looks shocked that Johnny is even discussing this with him, as if his crush on you is okay, as if you’re not already coupled up with three of his best friends. “uh... since Halloween?”

“Since Halloween?!” Johnny gasps, “that’s like…” he counts with his fingers, “three and a half months!”

“I know, I’m sorry.” Jaehyun hides his face in his hands, groaning loudly, “I’m working on it.”

Johnny studies Jaehyun for a moment. The poor guy is pacing the small bathroom, skin still flushed, hair slightly damp around his hairline from the water he’d haphazardly splashed on himself. He does look upset.

Johnny sighs, “well I did promise you that i would get you what you wanted for your birthday.”

Jaehyun stops his pacing, looking directly at his friend, “what.”

“I’ll talk to Taeyong, Doyoung and Y/N when we all get home, see if they’d be interested.” Johnny shrugs, leaning back against the door, “after all, we did plan to do something special for Valentine’s Day.”

Valentine’s day. They’d had cake a little while ago, at midnight when it turned 12, which had technically been the start of the 14th, Jaehyun’s birthday. Jaehyun hadn’t minded planning his party the night before Valentine’s day. Lots of people had plans with loved ones, and Jaehyun had specifically been thinking about you and your boyfriends when he’d planned the party. He’d wanted to give the four of you Valentine’s Day to yourselves, without his birthday party to worry about.

“Something special?” Jaehyun repeats.

“Yeah, we were just gonna do some bondage stuff, got some chocolate, whipping cream, that sort of thing.” Johnny answers unabashedly, as if talking about his sex life is the most normal thing in the world. Jaehyun swallows thickly and Johnny’s smile widens, “yeah, hot right? I’ll talk to them and maybe, hopefully, you’ll get a great present tomorrow okay?”

Johnny has no idea how the fuck he’s going to pull this off, but they don’t call him Johnny ‘the miracle maker’ Suh for nothing- ok, maybe only he calls himself that- but this is going to be a Valentine’s Day Miracle, and Johnny is going to make damned sure of it.

Johnny pats Jaehyun on the shoulder, “I’m gonna get out of here, Y/N’s probably waiting up for us and I haven’t seen her all day. We’re gonna drop Haechan off downstairs, then I think we’re all heading over to the apartment.”

The apartment. Two months into dating all three men, you’d known them much longer though, they’d bought an apartment for you. They all shuffle between sleeping in the dorms and in the apartment with you, depending on how they’re feeling. They’d all felt bad about leaving Haechan alone on the fifth floor, so usually at least one of them is in the dorms. Sometimes you come over, but Haechan always acts as if you’re his shiny new toy, and Doyoung can only watch Haechan cling to your side and beg for you to watch Netflix with him for so long before he goes into meltdown mode.

It makes sense that Johnny, Taeyong and Doyoung are all heading to the apartment to start Valentine’s Day morning off properly.

“Make sure you drink some water okay?” Johnny says, then he leaves a very startled Jaehyun standing in the bathroom, not quite sure of the events that had just transpired.

After a moment, Jaehyun turns to drink some water from the sink, he can’t have a hangover tomorrow. He has to be at his best, just in case he somehow ends up at The Apartment.

Your arms wrap around Johnny, your cheek pressing to his bareback. His skin looks so beautiful in the morning, especially after a shower. A few droplets of water have escaped from his drying hair, coating his skin in a sheen that glistens in the morning sun light peeking through the window.

Johnny laughs at your touch, “shocked they let you out of bed.”

“We’re all hungry.” Doyoung says, entering the kitchen a few steps behind you.

Johnny turns his head at Doyoung’s voice, having only known you’d entered the kitchen from your back hug and your scent, he’d recognize your smell anywhere.

Doyoung takes a seat at the kitchen table, ruffling his hair, which is already a mess from your fingers tugging at it when Doyoung woke you up with his mouth on your core. He looks sleepy. They’d all arrived at The Apartment near 2 AM, and you hadn’t gone to sleep for another three hours.

It’s nearly 11 AM now, and six hours of sleep doesn’t seem to agree with any of you.

Taeyong looks even worse than Doyoung when he enters the kitchen, collapsing onto a chair, his head flopping down so he can rest on the table. Taeyong lets out a long groan, then turns his face to the side to watch you and Johnny with thoughtful eyes. He’s tired too, but the sight of you and Johnny wakes him up a bit more, and an easy smile works its way onto his lips.

“When’s breakfast?” Doyoung asks, lazily stretching his arms above his head, a yawn obscuring his words.

“Almost done.” Johnny says, turning his attention back to the pancakes.

There are a few moments of silence.

“What happened with Jaehyun last night?” Taeyong asks, voice soft. He’d meant to ask Johnny about it when they’d arrived home last night, or maybe on the drive over, but his attention had been so focused on you that Jaehyun slipped his mind. Besides, whatever it was, Johnny definitely dealt with it.

“Oh that?” Johnny laughs, “I was going to talk to you guys about that actually.” He bends down to get the hotplate with the other pancakes from the oven, then takes the last pancake out of the pan, adding it to the platter. You grab utensils and plates, then the two of you bring the food to the table. Doyoung and Taeyong both sit up straighter, helping themselves.

“I asked Jaehyun what he wanted for his birthday, and I promised him I'd get him whatever he wanted.” Johnny begins as the three of you begin to eat, “long story short, Jaehyun has a thing for this girl, but he wouldn’t tell me who she was-”

“Jaehyun has a crush?” Doyoung interrupts, eyes wide. “On a girl?”

Taeyong laughs and shoves Doyoung’s shoulder, turning his attention back to Johnny for the rest of the story.

“Right?! It was so annoying, because Jaehyun tells me everything! And then Mark knew who it was, but he also wouldn’t tell me?!”

“That’s weird.” Taeyong says, brows furrowed, head cocked thoughtfully.

“So Jungwoo comes over, and it turns out, our little Jaehyun has a crush on Y/N.” Johnny is grinning as if his story is the funniest thing in the world, but the rest of you don’t react the same way.

Doyoung begins to cough, having choked on his pancake. He drops his fork and it clatters to the plate as he tries to clear his airway. His hand grips the table to steady himself and his skin turns red from effort.

Taeyong’s eyes are wide, lips parted, he’s not even looking at Doyoung who may be legitimately dying in the chair next to him.

Doyoung manages to clear his throat and you move a hand to rub his back, resting your head on his shoulder. But your eyes are on Johnny. “Me?” you ask, voice quiet.

“Y/N?!” Doyoung and Taeyong say, oddly synchronized, something that’s been happening lately, not that you’re complaining, it’s led to some amazing orgasms for all three of you.

“Yeah!” Johnny shovels a forkful of food into his mouth, squishing it into one cheek so he can still talk, although his words are slightly garbled now, “So I told him, because I’d promised to get him what he wanted,” he swallows, “that I’d talk to you guys about it.”

Taeyong blinks in confusion, “talk to us... about... Y/N being-”

“Jaehyun’s present.” Doyoung finishes Taeyong’s sentence with a look of aggravation on his face, his arms crossing over his chest, lips pursing with annoyance.

“Johnny-” Taeyong sighs, running a hand through his hair, he’s not even sure how to broach the subject.

“I know, it sounds bad, but-” Johnny looks to you, “come on princess,” he pinches your chin lovingly, beaming at you with that smile that’s too contagious for his own good, “I know you think he’s cute.”

“You think he’s cute?!” Doyoung nearly screams, his hand slamming down on the table a moment later, however there’s not much aggression in the movement, more shock.

Even Taeyong looks taken aback, reclining in his chair and stretching with his hands behind his head, “what!?”

“Oh you guys didn’t know about Y/N’s little Jaehyun crush?” Johnny smirks, he’s been sitting on this secret for ages. Jaehyun had been your bias at the start, you’d told Johnny as much when you started dating and he’d weaselled it out of you, but he’d never shared the information until now.

Johnny is smart. You know that.

Out of the three of your boyfriends, Doyoung is going to be the hardest to convince that this is a good idea.

Johnny is confident in your love, and he’s never minded sharing your affection. Taeyong wants what’s best for his group, and on many occasions, you’ve played a mock girlfriend for Yuta needing a date to a family event, or Mark wanting to get bubble tea and take cute pictures.

Doyoung on the other hand, is the most jealous of the three. You’re his. He’s needy, always pulling you to his side and competing for you, he’s even been known to fight with Taeyong over who can make you cum more.

Adding another man?

Jaehyun of all people?

Making Doyoung jealous feels like the only way to get him to agree to it, to make it a question of his honour.

Johnny hates being a manipulator sometimes, but it’s for the benefit of all of you, he knows it will be a night to remember. And sometimes, Doyoung doesn’t know what’s best for himself, Johnny thinks this is one of those times and he makes the executive decision as the main ‘alpha’ in your little foursome.

“What about the bondage and the whipping cream plans?” Doyoung asks, crossing his arms over his chest, he’d been thinking about this all week, and he’s not intent on pushing the event back by even a day.

“If you agree to Jae joining, I’ll even go out and get those chocolate strawberries you love so much.” Johnny says smoothly.

Doyoung looks him up and down, narrowing his eyes, “Fine.”

Johnny’s a little shocked at Doyoung’s somewhat easily earned agreement to this whole thing. Taeyong falls into line next, nodding and reaching out to rest his hand on top of yours, “if it’s what you want.” he tells you, giving you that soft smile you’d fallen in love with.

You laugh a little, taken aback by the turn of events.

“And this will be a one time thing?” you clarify.

“Of course,” Johnny nods, grabbing you by your waist and pulling you into his lap so your back is to his warm chest, pancakes forgotten on the table. Johnny nuzzles his face against your neck, pressing a soft kiss there, “one night of fun, no strings attached.”

“Other than the literal rope for bondage-” Doyoung interjects, earning a laugh from everyone.

Johnny smiles against your neck, enjoying your scent as he hugs you tighter, “yes, other than the literal rope.”

“I thought you were spending the day with Y/N.” Haechan says when Johnny shows up at the dorm around lunch time.

“I am.” Johnny answers as he looks through the kitchen, rummaging for god knows what.

“So what are you doing here?” Haechan asks, pushing for more information. On a normal day, he wouldn’t have even looked up at Johnny coming in and out of the dorms, but it’s Valentine’s Day, and Haechan knows better than to think this is normal.

Why isn't Johnny at the apartment splitting you in half? Haechan wants to know.

“Just need a few things.” Johnny laughs, “Why are you so suspicious today?”

“Guess I heard a rumour that Jaehyun has a thing for your girlfriend.” Haechan shrugs, wondering if this is the button that needs to be pushed to get a rise out of his elder friend, “something happened at the party last night?”

Haechan has it on good authority from Mark that Jungwoo let the cat out of the bag at Jaehyun’s birthday party, and everyone is wondering how Johnny, Taeyong and Doyoung are going to react- it’s not like anyone has seen the three of them since last night.

Johnny chuckles at Haechan fishing for information, “Do you have something to say to me Haechannie? Go on, be specific.”

“What?” Haechan laughs, “Like, do I want to tell you that your girlfriend is hot? I think we all know she is. But I’m not going to pull a Jaehyun and fantasize about fucking her.”

“You’re not?” Johnny teases

Haechan groans and rolls his eyes, caught in a lie. “I mean, I have thought about it, but I’d never come and say it to you.” Yeah, he’ll just jack off while you and Johnny sleep in the bed next to him, that’s so much better.

Johnny grins, “Haechan, things are good today, don’t worry about it.”

“You’re inviting Jae over to the apartment, aren’t you?”

“Not much gets past you, does it?”

“You are!” Haechan says loudly, “That’s no fair!-”

Johnny finds the chocolate he was looking for and pockets it, looking at his watch, “in four months, it will be your birthday, come whine to me about this then.”

“Don’t try to say anything to Doyoung.” Johnny warns Jaehyun as they drive over to the apartment. “He likes to act like he’s a big mean dom, so if you say anything to him that sets him off-”

“I get it,” Jaehyun nods, “No pissing off Doyoung.”

“And Taeyong- he’s more of a switch, but you just have to let him be a simp for Y/N, if you get in his way, they’ll both whine at you.”

“There’s a lot of rules huh?” Jaehyun laughs, feeling more nervous than he was this morning when he woke up and wondered if the whole conversation with Johnny the night before had been a dream.

“Not rules,” Johnny sighs, “it’s just the dynamic of it all.”

“So you call the shots?” Jaehyun asks, interested in hearing more about what goes on in your little foursome behind closed doors. He thinks it’s easy enough to tell that Johnny is the main dom, just from the way he acts, and his sheer size. But there’s something about the way you react to Johnny that tells Jaehyun you’ve only ever been his perfect little submissive, which is what had drawn Jaehyun to you in the first place.

Johnny shrugs, “sometimes. But I think tonight you’ll be listening to Doyoung.”

Jaehyun isn't enamoured with the idea of Doyoung telling him what to do, but he figures as long as he doesn’t step on any toes, things will work out. He truly can’t even believe this is happening in the first place, so Jaehyun considers himself lucky for whatever scraps he gets given.

“She’ll be tied up for most of it, if that helps.” Johnny laughs. “Or not, Doyoung seemed pretty set on the silk cuffs though.”

Jaehyun sighs, not sure what he’s gotten himself into, “You guys are honestly kind of scary.”

“You love it.”

He does.

“You look so pretty baby.” Taeyong coos, reaching out to touch your hair. “Johnny got you this set for us?” his eyes take in the red lingerie Johnny had gifted you with this morning. It’s perfectly fitted, Johnny always knows how to dress you up like a princess, and you all enjoy the fruits of his labour.

Doyoung is standing near the bed, a glass of wine in his hand. His eyes are dark, and you note how he stays far away from you, gaze hungry.

“Doyoung, do you like it?” you ask, doing a twirl so he can see all the skin showing.

“Put on a robe baby, Jaehyun has to unwrap his birthday present.” Doyoung answers, walking over towards the bed, where he’s already set up the silky rope Johnny had brought just for tonight. The silk is black, you’re sure it will be soft to the touch, Johnny always makes sure that any bondage toys won’t hurt you or leave painful marks.

Taeyong sighs at Doyoung’s behaviour, picking up the gorgeous red robe that matches your set. It’s long, a silky mesh that teases what’s underneath, lined in faux fur. It’s almost as if Johnny is telling you to just kill them all, steal their money and play the part of the sad widow, and you love the aesthetic.

Taeyong ties the silk belt around your waist, making it into a cute bow with precise fingers. “So pretty and soft.” he mumbles to himself, licking his lips as his large eyes dart up to look at your face.

It’s Valentine’s Day and he’d expected to have you naked nearly every single moment- He’d had you when he woke up, he’d had you after breakfast, he’d had you at lunch- but Johnny had insisted that you all wait and be patient, no more sex, until he comes back from the dorms with your guest of honour. He didn’t want you to be too tired, but it was almost torture to be in the same apartment as Doyoung and Taeyong, on Valentines Day of all days, and try to not touch them.

“Honey, we’re home!” comes Johnny’s voice. Three heads turn towards the bedroom door. Taeyong grabs your hand and drags you with him as he heads towards the voices, eager to go meet Jaehyun.

Taeyong is excited. He likes trying new things, well, he does when he’s with you. You’re his safe space, and he’s interested in anything that could make you happy, especially when it means he can get his dick wet.

Just as Taeyong gets you to the door to the bedroom, Doyoung’s hand tugs you back, making you both stop in your tracks. “Kiss.” Doyoung instructs. Taeyong scoffs and lets you go, continuing out of the room to meet Johnny and Jaehyun, which leaves you with the most stoic of your three boyfriends.

You beam up at the beautiful man, grabbing his face to press your lips against his. Doyoung’s hands snake around your waist, and he groans against your mouth, “Be good tonight.” he reminds you, voice stern, as if he expects you to be a brat.

“Aren’t I always?” you tease, nipping at his bottom lip again. Doyoung smacks your ass, hard, and you gasp up at him, eyes widening, cocking your head. “Am I not your good girl?”

“You are. Mine.” Doyoung says, “My good girl.” his hand comes up to grab your chin, thumb testing your bottom lip, “keep that in mind.”

“I will. I love you.”

“I love you too.”

With one final peck to his cheek, you turn and leave the room, heart racing in your chest as you think about what they’re all going to do to you.

Johnny, Taeyong and Jaehyun are in the kitchen, and your eyes take in all the treats Johnny has gotten for you all. There’s a birthday cake for Jaehyun, Doyoung’s favourite chocolate covered strawberries, multiple cans of whipping cream, candies of all sorts- Johnny really went all out.

Everyone looks nice, Johnny had insisted on a dress code of casual suits, jackets unnecessary. Johnny knows you have a thing for men in suits, he did this on purpose to tease you, but you love it. Your eyes eat up Jaehyun. His shirt sleeves are rolled up, and your mouth nearly waters when you take in the pretty veins on his arms. You’ve always found Jaehyun to be attractive, but now that you know you’re about to fuck him? He looks even tastier.

Johnny sees you first, and he looks you up and down, holding his hands out for you and you submissively go to join him where he stands on the other side of the island counter from Jaehyun. “You look amazing.” Johnny beams, grabbing your hand gently and helping you do a twirl. Then he pins you with your back to his chest, facing Jaehyun, “Doesn’t she look amazing, Jae?”

“She does.” Jaehyun answers immediately, voice low, eyes dark.

“Happy birthday Jae.” you say to him, feeling your skin heat with something like shyness as he takes in your form, still covered by the seductive robe that matches the set underneath.

“Go on baby,” Johnny pats your bum, “let Jae unwrap his pretty present.”

Jaehyun swallows thickly, staying still as you move around the table to get to him. His pupils are blown with lust and you watch the evenness of his breathing, chest moving slightly with every deep breath he takes as he tries to stay calm.

His eyes look up up and down, landing on the bow around your waist. “Are you guys sure about this?” he asks, fingers flexing at his sides as he tries to be patient.

No one says anything, and you feel the focus on you. This is your decision.

You reach for Jaehyun's hands, marveling in the coolness of his soft fingers as you bring them up to your waist, looking into Jaehyun’s dark eyes. He grabs one end of the bow, slowly pulling it until the red silk unravels, only to be discarded on the floor a moment later.

Jaehyun’s hands move up to your neck, and his fingers smooth over your collarbones, pushing the robe delicately from your form to reveal his present underneath. Jaehyun licks his lips, hands reaching for your waist-

“Lay down on the table baby.” comes Johnny’s voice.

You and Jaehyun both immediately turn to look at Johnny with confusion. He’s made space on the table, and he pats it with a shit eating grin on his face. “You heard me princess.” Johnny says, “We’re out of plates.”

So this is how it’s going to work. They’re going to eat off of you. You look at the smorgasbord of desserts on the table and swallow thickly. You can feel yourself getting wet already, the red panties Johnny had painstakingly chosen from you are sticking to your core.

Doyoung reaches for your hand and pulls you to the head of the table, then he grabs your waist, dark eyes meeting yours as he lifts you to set you onto the marble countertop. Between Johnny and Doyoung, they get you centered and laying down, your robe becoming a makeshift pillow.

“Comfy baby?” Johnny asks.

“Yes sir.” you answer, looking up at the man who reaches for the bottle of whipped cream.

“Good girl, now be a good plate and let us enjoy our food,” Johnny grins, pressing down on the bottle nozzle. Cold cream delights your skin, a sudden shock that makes you jump slightly, a gasp leaving your lips as Johnny draws a line parallel to your collarbone. “And remember, good plates keep their mouths shut.”

“Who’s hungry?” Johnny looks up as he asks the question, but Doyoung’s already coming up next to him, shoving Johnny to the side so he can have access to your neck and chest. Doyoung leans over you, his tongue pressing flat to your skin to clean up the stipe Johnny just made. Your skin tingles in the wake of Doyoung, and the trail of saliva leftover reminds you exactly where he was when he pulls away again.

“You thirsty?” Johnny asks, pulling a bottle of champagne from the fridge.

“Yes, thank you.” Jaehyun answers. He’s standing there, looking down at your body. Taeyong’s the one who moves next, picking up a chocolate covered strawberry. The NCT leader takes a small bite of the berry, then sets it down on your abdomen, watching with laser focus as the heat of your skin begins to melt the chocolate.

Johnny moves to the bar stool side of the island you’re laying on, and he sits down, handing a flute of champagne to Jaehyun. “Honestly, eat.” Johnny instructs, “do you want cake? Doyoung can cut some cake for you.”

“Cake’s for later with candles.” Taeyong interjects, pulling the specialty box of cake closer towards his side of the table.

“You guys got me a birthday cake?” Jaehyun looks around the room with wide eyes.

“Of course we did.” Johnny scoffs, his arm reaching out to stretch over the back of Jaehyun’s chair as he gets more comfortable, loosening his tie.

Taeyong eats the last of the chocolate strawberry, eyes glued to the spot it’s left on your skin. His thumb collects the leftover chocolate and he sucks on it, groaning a little to himself. He leans down, his soft hair tickling your tummy and his breath dancing across your skin. You stiffen in anticipation of his tongue, and Johnny’s hand reaches out to smooth across your arm, “relax baby girl.”

“She’s just sensitive.” Doyoung says from your other side, shaking the bottle of whipped cream.

Doyoung and Taeyong work together well, as if they vibe on a level that’s non verbal. The synchronization of Taeyong’s tongue on your belly, licking up the chocolate, as Doyoung sprays a strip of cream across the swell of your breasts- the hot and the cold paired together feel delightful, and a soft moan leaves your lips.

“Shh baby, plates don’t whimper.” Johnny coos, reaching out and running two fingers through Doyoung’s whipped cream, which he then brings to your own lips, “suck.” he instructs, watching you accept his digits, then he turns to look at Jaehyun again, as if nothing is out of the ordinary. “We got you vanilla.” Johnny says.

“What?” Jaehyun’s so caught up in looking at you that he’s forgotten where in the conversation he is.

“The cake.” Johnny says simply, removing his digits from your lips, “we got you vanilla. But try a chocolate.” Johnny reaches for a box sitting near your head with his free hand, and he flips the lid off, picking out a little hedgehog shaped treat that he sets just above your belly button.

Doyoung, meanwhile, draws another stripe of cream across the swell of your breast, Johnny had ruined the last one. And his tongue follows quickly behind, cleaning you up and leaving another trail of saliva that brings goosebumps to your skin.

You wonder how long they expect you to just lay here. Johnny brought a lot of food. Your thighs press together with anticipation, hoping to relieve some of the tension there, and Taeyong notices. His soft hand smooths up your calf and thigh, stopping just shy of where you want him. He pushes your legs open slightly, eyes taking in the wet patch that has formed on your red panties. Taeyong licks his lips and grabs the second canister of whipped cream.

Jaehyun picks the chocolate off your abdomen, assessing the half melted bottom of it and the spot it’s left on your skin. When he places the chocolate in his mouth, the warmth of it takes him aback for a moment. It’s delicious, far better half melted than fully solid.

Taeyong nearly makes you flinch from the cold of the whipped cream as he draws a stripe of it from your knee up to your hip. He licks a few inches of the cream, pressing delicate kisses against the skin of your thighs as he works his way up slowly, taking his time and enjoying the process.

Jaehyun has yet to really touch you, and his eyes focus on the spot of chocolate that his treat had left on your skin.

“Go on Jae, clean up your mess.” Johnny’s fingers strum against the back of Jaehyun’s chair, “Doyoung hates it when people don’t clean up after themselves.”

Doyoung is standing to your left side near your chest area still, but his eyes are glued to the smudge of chocolate on your skin. It’s true, Doyoung likes to be punctual with cleaning, especially during sex games. He’s been known to throw a hissy fit if so much as one drop of cum gets anywhere near what he deems to be ‘his side of the bed’.

As if to distract himself from Jaehyun’s little mess, Doyoung reaches for a chocolate covered strawberry, eyes moving to your face. “Hold this.” he tells you, placing the berry between your lips. Then he leans over you, capturing the part of the strawberry that’s held outside your lips. His mouth brushes yours in a mock kiss that’s not nearly enough. Your teeth bite through the berry and you swallow it to get it out of the way for your tongue, which brushes across Doyoung’s lips as you attempt to deepen the kiss. He smirks, pulling out of your reach and grabbing your face roughly, “never told you to swallow, did I?”

You shake your head, eyes snapping down when a cold palm flattens across your abdomen. Jaehyun’s breath tickles as he brings his mouth to your skin. Instead of simply licking, he presses an open mouthed kiss to the melted chocolate, tongue swirling to collect it as he sucks softly on your delicate flesh.

“No marks.” Doyoung says, letting go of your face to watch Jaehyun.

Johnny scoffs, “yes marks. How do you expect to go this whole night with no marks?”

Doyoung’s eyes narrow at Johnny and his silence tells you he knows Johnny is right, but he doesn’t have to be happy about it.

Taeyong has finally reached your hip bone with his mouth, having cleaned up the whipping cream he’d been working on this whole time. He breathes in your scent, fingers digging into the soft flesh of your thigh. A soft growl leaves his throat and he gets a better grip on you, slowly dragging you down the table, which draws everyone's attention. Jaehyun pulls away from your skin and Johnny grins, “Taeyong’s a little impatient.” he explains fondly, watching the way Taeyong ignores his words, eyes glued to your core.

“He just wants dessert. The real dessert.” Doyoung sighs, picking up another strawberry to plop into his mouth.

Taeyong doesn’t even say anything as Johnny and Doyoung bicker, simply bringing you all the way to the end of the table, instead, he licks his lips, mouth watering as he thinks about the meal he’s about to feast on-

“Taeyong, she’s Jaehyun’s present, he should be the one doing the unwrapping.” Johnny sips his champagne with a grin on his face. You wonder how much of this he had planned. Of course Taeyong would be the first to break, and it’s no shock that he broke for a taste- Taeyong has been known to do anything for the privilege of eating you out.

Of your three boyfriends, Johnny’s the only one with any patience when it comes to you, which is why he so effortlessly plays the role of dominant. He’s the one with control, 100% of the time, even if Doyoung tries to pretend he’s in charge. Doyoung breaks too easily, gives into you too quickly, but not Johnny. No, Johnny can be a merciless tease when he wants to be, and you fucking love it.

“Go on,” Johnny nudges Jaehyun, “you get the first taste.”

The room is quiet as Jaehyun moves to stand with Taeyong at the foot of the table. Johnny follows too, bringing a chair that Jaehyun doesn’t even notice. You’re close to the edge of the table and Jaehyun’s hands are a little shaky as his fingers hook in your panties. His eyes dart up to meet yours and you see the shift in his demeanour.

He can see how needy you look. You want him. Your soaked panties are evidence of that. And he’s tired of fucking around. He wants to enjoy his present.

Jaehyun tears your underwear off of your body in one rough tug, and he tosses them at Doyoung, dragging you closer to the edge-

Johnny’s hands land on Jaehyun’s shoulder and he forces him to sit on the chair he’s brought over. Jaehyun has to admit that the seat makes things easier, and he adjusts your legs over his shoulders, pressing kisses up your thighs-

“Did you guys see Haechan’s v live this morning?” Johnny asks, causing Jaehyun’s motions to falter. “No, keep going,” Johnny pats his back, “did you guys see it?” his eyes are on Doyoung and Taeyong.

“Yes.” Taeyong answers as Doyoung rolls his eyes and says “no.”

“I said keep going,” Johnny pushes Jaehyun’s head forward and you suck in a breath, able to feel how close Jaehyun is to your needy core- “Doyoung you have to watch our son’s v lives-”

“Stop calling him our son.” Doyoung groans, walking around the table so he can sit in a chair near your head, “just because he calls you dad doesn’t mean we’re his dad’s too.”

Jaehyun chuckles and his breath fans over your pussy. You want to reach out, to grab for him, to beg- but you’re a ‘good plate’ and ‘good plates keep their mouths shut’.

“Taeyong’s literally our father.” Johnny snaps back, eluding to Taeyong’s notorious leader roll of a group with 23 members that just keeps on getting bigger.

“Don’t call him that.” Doyoung scrunches up his nose in disgust, and you’re about to crack a smile at their bickering when Jaehyun finally presses his tongue against your core. Your entire body focuses on the sensation, lips parting to let out the smallest of sounds. Jaehyun licks the entire length of your pussy, his skilled tongue stopping to flick at your clit.

“Come on Jae, you have to eat her out better than that.” Johnny grabs the bottle of whipped cream and you squirm from the cold as he creates a dollop on your entrance, “eat better.”

“Maybe I just want to take my time.” Jaehyun smirks at his friend, adjusting his grip on your thighs. One of his hands snakes up to your waist then back down, fingers finding a nice hold on the soft flesh of your leg. “But if you insist-” This time when his mouth comes to your core, he holds nothing back.

Jaehyun goes for the whipped cream first, his warm mouth sucking at your clit as he laps up the dessert, tongue delving into you too. He groans against your pussy, the vibration running through you and making you let out a quiet gasp. Jaehyun makes sure to get every last drop of whipped cream, and then some.

Your hands move to reach for Jaehyun instinctively- only to be captured in Doyoung’s death grip. His dark eyes study your face as he pins your wrists down to the table above your head, noting the way you tilt your face towards him, chin lifting expectantly. Your lips look so kissable, and Doyoung can’t help himself anymore. His free hand grabs your jaw roughly, and he brings his face close to yours. “Open.”

Doyoung has a bit of a spit kink, and he’ll abuse the power he has over you whenever he feels slightly threatened- whether it’s Taeyong hogging your attention, or maybe it’s him pulling you away at a group dinner to remind you who’s boss- either way, you do as you’re told.

Taeyong sets a strawberry on your abdomen, trying to decide if he wants to focus on you and Doyoung, or Jaehyun between your legs, while the chocolate melts. It’s not a hard choice though, as all eyes move up to you and Doyoung, even Jaehyun stops what he’s doing to pay close attention.

When Doyoung spits in your mouth, you can’t help but groan, closing your eyes and swallowing, licking your lips before looking up at your gorgeous boyfriend who is watching you with the most lust filled look you’ve ever seen on him. Doyoung is riled up from having Jaehyun around, and the tension in the room is thick now that he’s starting to show his dominant side.

Doyoung presses his lips to yours hungrily, keeping your hands pinned above your head so he can control your mobility, so he can control everything. His tongue invades your mouth, dominating you, taking your breath away-

Jaehyun’s returns to his own task and your hips lift at the sudden feeling. Between Jaehyun and Doyoung- you know you’re not going to last long. Doyoung’s a fabulous kisser, and Jaehyun definitely knows what he’s doing.

A tongue lazily licks at your abdomen, Taeyong’s warm hand splaying over your skin to keep you still as he laps at the chocolate mess he’s made.

Your body doesn’t even know what to focus on, and when another set of hands- Johnny’s, you assume- begins to take your bra off, you know one thing for sure: you’re not going to last long.

There’s a brief fumble over your wrists and you know Doyoung concedes because a moment later your bra is slipping off completely. As soon as the fabric is removed from your body, Doyoung reclaims his hold on you, pinning your wrists above your head again as Johnny’s large hands massage your breasts.

Jaehyun slips two fingers into your core and it’s enough to throw you over the edge. Four pairs of hands work together to keep you pinned, while three of the four men put their mouths to good use too. Johnny simply watches it all, fingers pinching at your nipples as your body contorts from pleasure.

You’re not sure how long the orgasm lasts, especially since none of your men let up even while you’re gasping and shaking from pleasure. And when they do finally pull away, Doyoung finally releasing your hands so you can grab his hair while he kisses you, it’s just so Taeyong can quickly push Jaehyun out of his chair and pull you to his own mouth, tongue flicking your already sensitive clit.

“Told you, the guy’s impatient.” Johnny says from next to you, and you assume he’s talking to Jaehyun, but you’re too busy kissing Doyoung, gasping against his mouth as your two lovers synchronously work you towards another orgasm. Your legs are shaking on either side of Taeyong’s head and the moans leaving your lips are loud, but you can’t even remember Johnny’s ‘be quiet’ rule, and he can’t bring himself to get you to shut up, not when your whimpers are as pretty as this.

But what does surprise the two men left watching while Doyoung and Taeyong devour you- is the way your hand flops out, reaching for someone- Johnny’s not sure if it’s him or Jaehyun, and a devious smile works its way onto his lips. “Damn, look at our little cock slut. Two are never enough for her.” he steps forward and your hand meets the front of his pants, immediately fumbling so you can stroke his cock, which is hard against your palm. Even without your eyes, your expert fingers somehow find Johnny’s pant zipper, and he chuckles at your eagerness, smacking your hand away, “you don’t deserve it yet kitten.”

You moan, hips buckling as Taeyong slips a finger into you, slightly annoyed at all the banter going on while all he should be hearing are your whimpers as he gets you to the edge again. Doyoung is also upset, one of his fingers going down to pinch your nipple. He smirks against your lips when your moans reach a higher pitch, your hands both grabbing at his hair and tugging as Taeyong works an orgasm out of you until you’re nearly crying from how intense it is. Only then does Johnny pull Taeyong away from your core, inspecting the one tear that rolls down your cheek as you try to steady your breathing, still laying flat on the table surrounded by food.

Johnny tugs you off the table, steadying you when you land on shaky feet. He cradles you to his chest, trying to look down at your face, but you’re hiding in his embrace, still overwhelmed by your orgasms. “Looks like our pretty girl is ready for us.” his fingers trace up and down your back, then he suddenly throws you over his shoulder, your ass exposed for a moment before Johnny is turning and heading towards the bedrooms, leaving you to simply watch as your three other lovers for the night follow.

When Johnny tosses you onto the bed, he doesn’t immediately do anything, instead he simply looks down at you, and you swallow thickly, shrinking under his hard gaze.

Earlier, Johnny had thought Doyoung would call most of the shots, but now that Johnny has all this power- now that he knows Doyoung isn’t running on the same mindset as he is- well, Johnny just can’t stand the idea of not getting everything he wants tonight. And what he wants is quite specific.

The others arrive as Johnny bends down, smiling softly, “come here kitten.” he coos, and you sit up, crawling towards him. You’re a little surprised when Johnny cups your face, bringing his lips to the shell of your ear, “You’re going to dom Tae because he’s been so good to you. But don’t let him cum until after Jae, then Doyoung, have had a turn with you,” he pulls away, “do you understand?”

“Yes daddy.” you say immediately, and Johnny smiles at the new title. Two orgasms have left you in a submissive mindset, and Johnny can see the dumbification already going into effect, cumming has made you hazy and malleable, just the way Johnny likes.

“Good girl.” Johnny pinches your chin fondly, pressing a kiss to your lips before pulling away. He moves away from the bed, and you realize he didn’t mention himself in his little plan, which tells you he’s happy to wait, as per usual. Johnny is big everywhere, and you’ve heard that men who are blessed with ‘monster cocks’ take longer to get hard because of the sheer amount of blood flow that has to reach their cocks. You’ve never asked Johnny about it, but part of you wonders if this is why he’s so keen on watching, only to give in near the end and practically split you in half on his massive cock.

“Tae.” you say as soon as Johnny has moved away, turning your gaze to the most eager of the three men who have followed you and your main dominant into the bedroom. You simply open your arms for him, and the soft leader quickly gets onto the bed with you, slotting himself between your legs and smashing his lips to yours. It’s the first time you’ve kissed him, and you can taste yourself on the tongue that invades your mouth.

The dancer ruts his hips against your core, and the sensitivity of your clit makes you dig your nails into Taeyong’s shoulders, pushing. Taeyong concedes to you immediately, allowing you to roll him onto his back and take the upper position straddling his waist, kissing you deeper-

You press your hand flat on Taeyong’s chest, keeping him pinned to the bed as you pull your lips away from his, sitting up fully. For a moment you simply look down at the gorgeous man between your legs, his lips puffy from kissing, his eyes fixated on you, his goddess.

Then you turn and look over your shoulder, looking directly at Jaehyun. Johnny had been very clear with his instruction to pay attention to Jaehyun first.

“Go on.” Johnny’s voice gives permission and Jaehyun approaches the bed, taking his time, eyes scanning your body.

Under you, Taeyong’s getting needy, his hands sliding up to your bare waist. He pushes up against your hand, and it’s easy enough to force him back down, but you turn to look at him now, meeting his large eyes. You can’t just not reward him with a kiss- what has he even done to deserve a reward? You don’t care, he deserves it.

The bed dips behind you, signalling Jaehyun’s arrival, and then a cold hand smooths over your back, creeping up until- he roughly grabs your hair, pulling you up and off Taeyong who mewls at the loss, but his whimper stops when he sees you pinned with your back to Jaehyun’s chest. He sits up, wrapping his mouth around your nipple, and your fingers tangle in his hair while you’re hyper aware of Jaehyun behind you, his hand moving to your neck.

Jaehyun’s breath fans over your skin, and you tilt your head to the side, eager to kiss him, to taste him. Jaehyun flashes you a small smile right before your lips meet, and you’re sure that at least in this moment, part of you kind of loves him. His hand cups your face, keeping your mouth on his so his tongue can invade your mouth and he can nip on your bottom lip, earning a whimper from you that he eats up.

Taeyong’s teeth graze your nipple and you moan louder, prompting Jaehyun to release his hold on your neck, hand slipping down between your thighs to collect the wetness there. He breaks off from kissing you, lips moving instead to your neck. “Is this for me?” his voice is husky as he toys with your pussy.

“Yes Jae.” you mewl pathetically, pressing you ass back against his hard cock. His digits tease your entrance, but don’t give you what you need, instead he brings them up to your face, sliding his fingers into your mouth and watching intensely as you lick them clean, swirling your tongue to show him that you’re a good girl.

“What about him?” Jaehyun’s gaze slides down to the man who’s still suckling at your tits, so lost in his own world that you doubt he even knows he’s being talked about.

“He can wait.” you answer breathlessly, “need you now.”

Jaehyun practically purrs at your answer, and then all at once he’s shoving you and Taeyong down. You land on your lover's chest, and Taeyong steadies you with his arms, eyes opened as he looks up at Jaehyun with shock at the sudden movement. But Jaehyun isn’t looking at him, he’s pulling his pants down, and a moment later you feel his cock at your entrance.

A shiver of anticipation runs over your body and you smash your lips to Taeyong’s, capturing his face between your hands. Jaehyun’s palm is flat on your back, and the other guides his cock into you slowly. At first it’s just the head and you moan loudly, Taeyong takes the opportunity to begin kissing your neck so that your noises can be uncensored by kissing. Jaehyun is thick, thicker than you’d expected. He’s not as big as Johnny, but damn, the stretch is pleasant as inch by inch he fills you up.

Jaehyun’s hands find your waist when he’s fully sheathed inside of you, and his grip is firm, commanding. He’s going to use you, and you’re going to fucking love it.

Taeyong continues sucking on your neck as Jaehyun begins to thrust, his cock dragging deliciously against your walls. You’ve been with Johnny, Doyoung and Taeyong for so long that the foreignness of Jae is extremely evident to you, but not unwelcome. You don’t know what to expect with him, as you do with your other lovers, and the feeling of not knowing is incredibly exhilarating.

“Baby, you’re so loud.” Johnny’s voice comes from right next to the bed, and a moment later his hand is grabbing your hair, forcing you to look up at him, “we don’t want a noise complaint, do we baby?”

“No daddy.” You shake your head, swallowing thickly and trying to quiet yourself while Jaehyun works you from behind and Taeyong moves his kisses from your neck to your collar bones, his hands cupping your breasts and massaging. You know where this is going, and you lick your lips in preparation.

“Doyoung.” Johnny calls the name of the fourth man in the room, and he appears at your tall lover's side an instant later. Johnny doesn't even have to give Doyoung instruction, the man is already undoing his pants.

You push yourself up, moving partly off of Taeyong so you can have access to Doyoung standing at the side of the bed. Taeyong is under you, straddled by his waist and pinned, but now he doesn't even get easy access to your boobs or your mouth.

Taeyong ruts up, looking for some kind of pressure, and you ignore him. You hold yourself up with one hand, pulling Doyoung out of his briefs and guiding him to your lips eagerly. Once he’s where you want him- buried so deep in your mouth that his head lols back- you take your hand away so it can snake under your own body to finally grip Taeyong through his pants.

Taeyong moans, from frustration, from the feeling of your hand, you can’t be sure. He throws his head back into the pillows hands moving to grip the bed sheets in an effort to ground himself and calm down.

Doyoung, meanwhile, has a firm grip on your head, holding you still so he can move his cock in and out of your mouth at his own pace. He’s matching time with Jaehyun, who’s adjusted behind you now that you're angled towards, arguably, your most aggressively impatient boyfriend.

Jaehyun can’t believe this is happening. He’s discarded his shirt, but his pants are a little annoying at his thighs. He tries to focus on the annoyance, because if he doesn't- if he focuses instead on the tightness of your pussy wrapped around him- well, he doesn’t think he’ll last. And he doesn’t want this to end.

Doyoung lets out a groan that draws everyone’s attention. The moody man is generally more on the quiet side during sex, and he only moans when he’s close, which one look at him tells you all that he is. Doyoung’s head is thrown back, his hips working his cock in and out of your mouth, hands gripping your hair. And to your credit, you’re doing your absolute best for your lover, cheeks hollowed, tongue working whatever you can.

Jaehyun’s thrusts get rougher at the visual, and you begin to whimper around Doyoung’s cock.

Doyoung bites at his lip, groaning and looking down at you. Unlike Jaehyun, Doyoung knows you’re his. He knows that even after he kicks Jaehyun out, he’ll be able to tie you up and have his way with you as many times as he pleases. So he doesn’t care about cumming too fast, in fact, Doyoung almost thinks it shows his power to be the first to cum.

He’s going to make Jaehyun watching cum at least one more time, just to rub it in. And what better way to cum than to cum from using his little kitten’s mouth? Doyoung is flexing your own skills, your own ability to be his perfect little pet.

But just in case Jaehyun isn’t picking up on any of this, Doyoung makes sure that the situation can’t be lost on the birthday boy. “Just like that, my little kitten.” Doyoung coos down at you, “so fucking good with your mouth. You love cock, don’t you baby girl?”

You groan around his length, sucking harder- only to be pulled off of Doyoung’s cock. You open your eyes to look up at the man who’s still gripping you firmly, “open.” he commands, and you do as you’re told.

Doyoung’s not the type to ever force you to swallow, in fact, one time Yuta had said “spitters are quitters” at a game night and Doyoung had actually attempted to throttle the poor man.

But tonight isn’t about Doyoung being a supportive, loving, kind hearted boyfriend.

Tonight is about Doyoung proving himself to the fly on the wall, or the Jae in your pussy, if you will.

Tonight, Doyoung doesn’t ask, he simply expects, and you do your best to be good for him. It’s easy to focus on Jaehyun behind you instead of the way Doyoung coats your tongue. You swallow quickly, if only to adhere to Taeyong below you, who is tugging your face back to his.

Your hand is still placed over his cock, not applying much pressure, and it’s driving him wild. Being pinned under you while you’re fucked by Jaehyun was already torture, but to have Doyoung come and monopolize on you too? Taeyong is desperate, not even caring for the saltiness still on your lips, his tongue invades your mouth, hips rutting up against your hand eagerly.

“Baby.” Johnny’s strong voice interrupts your kiss, and despite the whimper of the man below you, you pull away from Taeyong’s lips to look up to your main dom for instruction. “Let Taeyong sit up a bit, against the pillows, then flip over, he can hold you up while Jae fucks you properly.”

“I want-” Taeyong begins to say but you cut him off by placing your hand over his mouth.

Then you look at Johnny again, smiling sweetly, “anything you say daddy.”

Jaehyun snickers from behind you, hand landing on your ass unexpectedly. You let out a moan from the pain, pussy clenching on Jaehyun’s cock. “You feel so good.” he tells you, squeezing your ass one last time before he grabs your hips and all but tosses you over and onto your back next to Taeyong.

The only male switch in the room follows through with Johnny’s request by proxy, and a moment later he’s cradling you to his chest. Jaehyun is now fully naked, having discarded his pants, and Taeyong, likewise, got naked.

You spit into your hand, adjusting the way you’re sitting in front of Taeyong so you can access his cock, your fist wrapping around him. Taeyong lets out a groan from behind you, head falling back against the propped up pillows.

“Don’t cum until we do.” you whisper to him, pressing a kiss under his jaw as Jaehyun adjusts your legs around him.

It’s a peculiar position, one Jaehyun’s never done before. The few times he’s fucked a girl with another guy, it’s been strictly spit roasting, with a guy in the front and one behind. This is something else, something new, but as long as he stays to the side of your body not preoccupied with his group leader’s dick… well, Jaehyun kinda likes it.

His favourite thing about it has to be the way you grab his face, pulling his lips to yours with your free hand. The view from behind you had been great, but nothing beats actually getting to look at you. It fills Jaehyun with this conflicting feeling, because on one hand he knows he’s being bad. You’re the girlfriend of not one, not two, but three of his best friends. And you’re looking directly into his eyes as he fucks you senseless, which feels oh so good.

Then Jaehyun feels something else- Taeyong sneaks his hand between your two bodies to rub your clit- and the unexpected movement makes Jaehyun meet Taeyong’s gaze, just for a moment- and Jaehyun knows this is all about to be over, because Taeyong looks wrecked.

You had explicitly told Taeyong not to cum until Jaehyun had, and now Taeyong’s taking matters into his own hands to get you to cum, which will, no doubt, make Jaehyun cum too.

You groan at the new pleasure of Taeyong’s wet fingers on your clit, tilting your head to reach his neck, pressing kisses there and leaving your own throat exposed for Jaehyun’s equally eager mouth. The three of you are a mess of moans, hands, and kisses, and you feel so incredibly small pressed between Taeyong and Jaehyun’s bodies. Your skin is tingling with pleasure, and you can feel your orgasm rising- you work Taeyong’s cock even more and he moans loudly, grabbing at the sheets with his free hand.

“Fuck-” Taeyong is repeating like a mantra, holding back his orgasm from just your hand-

“Cum for us.” Jaehyun’s teeth nip at your ear and his cock slides against a spot deep inside of you, sending you over the edge. Whimpers leave your lips, only to be eaten up by Jaehyun, who kisses you hard as your walls milk him of everything he’s got, your fist still wrapped firmly around Taeyong who also cums the moment you do, hips shuddering under you as he coats his own chest in his seed.

Your free hand is tangled in Jaehyun’s hair, and you continue to kiss him even after you come down from your high. Taeyong stays below you, breathing heavily, his heart racing against your back. His fingers continue to lazily stroke your clit, which makes your whole pussy react, squeezing Jaehyun again, which makes him groan.

“Baby girl still wants more, don’t you honey?” Johnny’s voice makes you pull away from Jaehyun’s lips, eyes landing on the only man yet to have had any fun with you.

“She’s always so needy.” Doyoung agrees, standing near the head of the bed and playing with the silk bondage ropes he’d bought for tonight. “So messy.” he continues, eyes going to Taeyong’s chest.

You realize that when Jaehyun and Taeyong adjusted with you, they’d unknowingly moved onto what is generally considered to be Doyoung’s side of the bed.

“Go clean yourself up.” Doyoung instructs Taeyong, who is in such a daze from you, that he simply accepts it and rolls out from being half under you, heading to the bathroom. “And you.” his eyes move to you and he begins unbuttoning his shirt, followed by his pants, “you’re going to ride daddy’s cock to show our guest what else he’s missing out on every day.”

Doyoung comes and sits on the bed, and Jaehyun reluctantly lets you out of his arms so you can go to straddle your lover, hands smoothing across his shoulders to steady yourself. He’s already hard again, and he guides his cock against your entrance, “so fucking dirty.” Doyoung growls, one hand moving to your waist so he can force you to sink down on him.

You let out a whimper, looking directly into Doyoung’s dark eyes.

“You’re still so tight, kitten, how are you ever going to take Johnny?” Doyoung tuts, his hand smacking down on your ass, “stretch yourself out for us.”

You lift yourself up, only to sit back down, Doyoung’s cock filling you so completely- when you’re on top, it’s one of the deepest penetration positions, and Doyoung knows it. You wrap your arms around the back of his neck, getting yourself close to his chest. In this sitting up position, he has access to anything he wants, he’d never give you full control on top, with the ability to press him down by his neck like you do with Taeyong- no, Doyoung’s below you, but he’s still very much in charge.

“Come on kitten, don’t be shy.” Doyoung’s fingers dig into your hips, his teeth nipping at the underside of your jaw, “I know you can do better than this. Or are you too tired?”

You groan at his words. Too tired. As if you haven’t been getting fucked pretty much all day as it is. But you take Doyoung’s challenge, and despite your muscles being angry with you, you ride him faster.

The sound of skin on skin is loud in your ears now that you’re on top, and even though it does feel good, you really just wish Doyoung would throw you down and take care of you.

You begin to kiss Doyoung’s neck, tangling your fingers in his hair. You know his sweet spots, you know what riles him up, and it doesn’t take long for you to get him to snap. Doyoung wraps his arm around your back and flips you both, so you’re now situated in missionary for the first real time.

He kisses you roughly, hips finding a brutal pace. You’re so wet, not only from your own cum, but Jae’s as well, and Doyoung is using you mercilessly. It’s the best you can do to hold on for dear life- and then even that’s taken from you when Doyoung forces your hands above your head. A moment later silk is being wrapped around your wrists and you open your eyes to see Johnny there. He flashes you a wink, finishing up your binds.

Had you really thought Doyoung wouldn’t orchestrate an entire scenario to be able to use his shiny new bondage rope?

“Doyoung-” you groan, already missing the feeling of being able to grab at his face or hair, but the man buried inside of you doesn’t respond, just continues working on you, lips leaving marks on your neck.

Over Doyoung’s shoulder, Jaehyun is watching intently, and the fact that he’s even in the room- the fact that any of this is happening- your whines get louder.

Not being able to move, being completely at Doyoung’s mercy, it’s a feeling you’ll never get used to. You trust Doyoung completely, trust him to make you feel good, and you know he’ll make you cum. You can already feel it building inside of you.

How many times have you even cum? You’ve lost count today.

Doyoung adjusts his hold on your hips, and angles himself in a way that has his cock brushing against your g spot, making you cry out, chest arching up only to be forced back down by the weight of Doyoung’s body.

“Greedy kitten, want to be filled up right?” Doyoung growls against your neck.

“Yes!” you whine, “please, please fill me up.” You hear both Johnny and Jaehyun let out groans at your words, and it just makes you want to be even naughtier, to put on more of a show now that you know Jaehyun likes this type of thing too. “Doyoung fill me up until I can’t take it anymore, please, I need you so bad-”

Doyoung lets out a groan and his hand comes to wrap around your neck, “then cum for me.” he instructs, watching you carefully as he applies more pressure to your neck. The constriction of your airway is the tipping point, the last thing you need to explode around his cock, pussy pulsing around him and dragging him with you. His thrusts don’t stop the entire way through your orgasms, and only when you’re both a mess does he finally stop. His breath is hot against your clammy neck, but you don’t mind, you love the closeness of this, even though you can’t wrap your arms around him.

Doyoung presses a soft kiss to your lips and pulls out of you, only to be replaced by Johnny. But Johnny is still fully clothed, and the first thing he does is reach for your binds to undo them.

You watch him curiously, too tired to really say much.

“How are you feeling?” Johnny asks once your wrists are free. His eyes inspect your body, lingering at your hole, which is starting to drip-

“I want you.” you whisper, reaching for him.

Johnny chuckles, “i know baby, let me clean you up first.”

“I want you now.” you pout.

“Then have me in the shower.” Johnny says, standing and lifting you from the bed. Just like earlier, he carries you over his shoulder to the bathroom, where Taeyong is just exiting the shower with a towel around his waist.

The NCT leader’s skin is flushed from the shower, and his eyes look a little hazy still, but he smiles when he sees you both. Taeyong goes to lean against the sinks while he watches Johnny set you down in the shower and turn it on. Johnny takes off his shirt next, peeking out the door at Doyoung and Jaehyun, then he gets close enough to Taeyong to say, “how about you all go get cake started. We’ll be down soon.”

Taeyong simply nods, heading out of the bathroom and closing the door behind him.

A moment later Johnny joins you in the shower, coming to stand behind you and wrap his arms around your body. You turn in his embrace so you can look up at him, and your gentle giant smiles down at you in return, “still want me?” he teases.

“Always.” you answer, hand reaching between your bodies to stroke his cock. He’s been waiting for so long, you almost feel bad for him.

“How do you want me princess?” he presses a kiss to your forehead.

“Just fuck me.” you say, grabbing the back of his neck with your free hand to bring his lips down to yours. His tongue invades your mouth a moment later, deepening the kiss. His large body presses you back against the shower wall, hands placed on the tile on either side of your head, boxing you in with his massive frame.

Your hand continues to work fluidly on his cock, and you brush your thumb over his sensitive cockhead. “You’re so patient.” you say, “don’t you want to just fuck me?”

Johnny laughs, “I have self control baby,” he hikes your leg up on his hip, “something you, Doyoung, and Taeyong, seem to have none of.”

Both of your look down as you guide his cock to your entrance and he pushes in slowly until just his head is inside of you. He’s so girthy that the stretch from his cockhead alone makes your breath catch.

“Are you sure you can take me baby?” Johnny asks, “you’ve had a long day-”

“I want you.” you say with determination, trying to pull him closer with your hands but Johnny doesn’t allow you to force him into you, instead he moves forward slowly, which is almost more torturous. Your pussy tries to accommodate his size, and even though you’ve just been fucked by multiple guys, you don’t feel prepared enough. You never do with Johnny.

“Hey,” Johnny cups your face, “look at me,” his thumb strokes your cheek, “happy Valentine’s Day.”

“Happy Valentine’s Day.” you beam up at him, kissing him again.

Johnny smiles into the kiss, and he leans down more, hands cupping your ass so he can lift you fully off the floor. He uses the shower wall to help pin you as his hips begin to move, his cock dragging deliciously against your walls.

You grip his shoulders tightly, not keen on falling, but you’re sure you won’t. Johnny’s never dropped you before, and he’s a big fan of shower sex.

He’s so big you can feel the vein that runs along the underside of his cock, and when you close your eyes, melting into his kiss, it feels like heaven.

You're so sensitive from your previous orgasms that it doesn’t take long for Johnny to get you to the edge again, and when he does, he stops kissing you, simply cupping your face, “so fucking pretty,” he coos, “be a good girl and cum for me.”

This orgasm doesn’t feel like an explosion like Doyoung’s had, or even as intense as the one you’d been given while pressed between Jaehyun and Taeyong. This orgasm is like warmth spreading through your body, a golden aura of pleasure that sizzles every fibre of your being and has you shaking in Johnny’s embrace as he fills you up with his cum.

He simply holds you when you’re both done, and after a while, you finally tell him he can put you down. After making sure you’re both fully clean, you and Johnny exit the shower and get dried and changed into fresh, comfortable, clothes. Then you head to the kitchen, where Doyoung, Taeyong and Jaehyun are cutting into the birthday cake.

Taeyong picks up a scoop of cake and presents it to you, watching with a smile as you accept it and allow him to feed you, then tuck you into his side.

“Did you make a birthday wish?” Johnny asks when he sees the candles have already been discarded, showing he missed it.

“I didn’t have to.” Jaehyun answers, eyes moving from Johnny to you, “all my dreams already came true.”

“If you say shit like that,” Doyoung warns, using his cake cutting knife to point at Jaehyun, “I’m going to kick you out, and I don’t care if you are the birthday boy.”

“Be nice.” Johnny insists, picking up plates so everyone can move to the living room to be more comfortable.

At first you think maybe you’ll all watch a movie, but Johnny vetoes the idea for music. He’s good at reading you, Taeyong and Doyoung, and as he predicted, you all end up asleep within half an hour of sitting down after dessert.

You’re cuddled up between your two lovers on the couch, while Jaehyun and Johnny move back to the kitchen as not to disturb the three of you.

“Can I pack you some cake to go?” Johnny asks, ready to just give Jaehyun the whole box.

“Thanks, I’m alright. It was great but, you guys should keep it, or Jungwoo will eat the whole thing the moment I bring it back to the dorms.”

“Good point.” Johnny nods, packing up the cake to put back in the fridge.

“Thanks for, uh, for inviting me.” Jaehyun rubs the back of his neck. There’s no easy way to say ‘thanks for letting me raw dog your girlfriend on Valentine's Day’.

“Don’t mention it.” Johnny nods, then his expression goes serious, “no but like for real, don’t mention this to people, even if Haechan whines and begs, don’t tell him anything.”

“Don’t worry, I won’t say anything.” Jaehyun assures him.

“Good,” Johnny pats his shoulder, “now go back to pretending you’re not falling for my girlfriend, and I’ll pretend I don’t see it. Happy birthday, and happy Valentine’s.”

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misswoozi · 6 months

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Can we have a random head canon of Taeyeon\Doyoung?

when Taeyeon needs a little bit of an ego boost (or, conversely, if she's tipsy and already feeling sexy), she'll send selfies like these

to Doyoung and wait for his response. (She never has to wait long -- Doyoung always responds to her immediately lmao) Doyoung has 0 chill and no poker face so he always gives her precisely the reaction she's hoping for and it's her favorite power trip. (And if she REALLY likes his reaction, she'll invite him over afterwards.)

#he's just that attractive younger guy that asks HOW HIGH when she says to jump lmao #thank you!#hc request #doyoung smut #taeyeon smut #dotae but the other one

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nervouscitytmblr · 7 months

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dotae, sub doyoung and dom taeyong

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"Good." Taeyong mumbled. "Everything will go just fine if you just do what I say, okay, sweetie?"

Doyoung nodded, pressing his thighs together.

"Okay?"

"Yes, okay." Doyoung answered. "Of course."

Taeyong smiled. Doyoung started squirming. His hand on his dick was definitely faster than earlier, but Taeyong either didn't notice or didn't care.

#nervouscity update #ao3 #kpop nsft #nsft fanfic #fanfic #nct smut #kpop rpf #kpop fanfic #kpop smut #nct 127 smut #smut fanfiction #smut fic #doyoung smut #taeyong smut #dotae

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doyumacy · 3 years

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𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐙𝐘 — １

summary: how did you get herself into this? It all started with a flirtatious smile, an adrenaline rush and a blowjob. you never thought giving taeyong a blowjob in the backseat of his car would put your world upside down. now, almost 2 years later, you moved into your new condo with your two boyfriends, who also happened to be two successful businessmen. everything seemed to be going alright, until they weren't.

warnings: 「dotae x reader, smut (threesome, unprotected sex; anal sex, oral sex f. receiving), polyamorous relationship, swearing, angst, mentions of blood, accidents, death threats 」

word count: 「 6K 」

Hello everyone!! I’m not quite sure how many parts will this fic have because I'm still currently working on it, but I hope y'all enjoy it <3. Also, I’d like to apologize for any grammar mistakes since English isn't my first language.

TWO

Your advice on keeping two businessmen content in a polyamorous relationship are:

They should be friends. Men normally don't care enough for each other enough to share a woman between them. This is why it’s good that they are already friends... or boyfriends. Taeyong and Doyoung were already dating when you first met them.

Don't neglect the socially stable one who can function long periods of time by himself for the one who needs constant supervision and guidance. Yes, Taeyong can't spend hours with people around him while Doyoung can spend days talking to people. And sometimes, you think it is exhausting talking to people for too long.

Be sensitive to their differences. Doyoung hates cheesy stuff while Taeyong lives for them. He loves sending you flowers, chocolates, taking you shopping, hugging you… It’s not like Doyoung doesn’t show you affection, he’s more private but he won’t hesitate to hold your hand or peck you in public once in a while so people can know you’re his. And maybe once in a while he will send you flowers to your office.

Sex. Yes, the idea of two beautiful men in your bed every night just does it for you. Doyoung has one special rule and is that you and Taeyong can't have sex if he's not there. And if applies to him as well, you can’t have sex with him if Taeyong isn’t there.

Roles. Doyoung is -most of the time- the dominant, while Taeyong tends to have his days as the dominant or the submissive. And you never change. You are their willing submissive that will do everything and get them pleased.

“So, I think this is the last of them,” Taeyong mutters through a strained grunt, stacking three more carefully packed boxes of your belongings by the loft door. “Whew!” He stands in the entry way with his hands on his hips, staring at the haul ready to go downstairs to the moving van, double-parked by the curb.

You smiled at him. "Thanks for coming and helping me." You gave him a peck.

"It's nothing," he kissed you back.

“What have you got there?” Taeyong asks, walking over and sitting on the arm opposite you to witness the way your face lights up with each reveal, your smile brightening with some costumes.

“These are all the costumes I’ve ever worn for every performance I did when I worked at Disneyland,” You explain.

“I didn’t know they let you keep them.” Taeyong reaches out and you hand one over.

"They don't," You say and Taeyong looks at you and raises a questioning eyebrow, but you simply laugh.

“Don’t ask,” you say with a wave of your hand vaguely in front of his face. “Anyway, I should give them away.”

"Or you could keep a few of them and dress up for us," Taeyong winked at you and you laugh.

"They won't fit me anymore. My boobs and ass are bigger as they were when I was 18."

Taeyong pouted. "At least I tried."

"Besides, you and Doyoung always get me sexy lingerie, I haven't even put on the purple you brought me from Milan," you say and you paste the 'fragile' sticker on some of the boxes.

"Maybe tonight is your lucky night," Taeyong winks at you.

You chuckle shaking your head and smirks looking at him. "But seriously, thank you for coming today even though you're busy."

"You know I'll do everything for you," Taeyong extends his hand so you could grab it, and when you do it, he sits you on his lap. He cups your face in his hands and kisses you. You kiss him back placing your hands on his chest.

Taeyong's hands go from your face to your waist, pulling you closer to him. He kisses your jaw and then goes low to your beck. You close your eyes biting your lip and then sigh backing up a bit. "Why are you always torturing me?"

Taeyong giggles. "I'm sorry, I can't help myself."

"I hate you," you growl standing up. "Now move your ass so we can finish packing everything."

"Yes, ma'am."

…

"This place is... I can't even find a work to describe it," you say, walking around the spacious penthouse Doyoung and Taeyong bought for the three for you.

“Of course, we're billionaire genius businessmen. We have more money than we know what to do with. So, please, tell me again, why is it you’re carrying boxes up to the penthouse?” Doyoung stares at you.

You bite the corner of your bottom lip to keep from grinning, your step not faltering. You place the box in the center of the living room with the others.

“I can do it myself. I have super strength, Doyoung” you mock him.“And it's not like lifting boxes isn’t a hardship, baby. Or is it for you?"

Taeyong giggles looking down to the floor and Doyoung raises both eyebrows, looking at you. "Excuse me?"

"We get it, you cannot lift up boxes," you shrug. “It’s okay, baby.”

"I certainly can, but I'd rather lift up your legs and put them around my neck," Doyoung says, nonchalant.

"Then show me, baby," You say, almost crawling to him.

Doyoung exhales and looks at Taeyong. "Bedroom. Now."

You remember the first time you were with them as their ‘girlfriend’. It was so good you barely could walk the next day.

2 YEARS AGO

Doyoung and Taeyong made a bet with each other, who could make you call out their name the loudest, who could make you cum first, hardest, and most, who could give you the most pleasure. Taeyong was reluctant, but agreed seeing your confused face as you sprawled out on the bed, half naked.

Doyoung had you seated on his lap, and his lips on your bare neck. Taeyong pressed a soft kiss to your clothed clit, making you squirm. Doyoung leaned to your ear. “Be still for him, love.” He whispered, nipping your ear. You turned your head to kiss him on the lips.

Doyoung shoved his tongue in your mouth and groaned a little as your hips lifted to Taeyong, then fell onto his erection that pressed against your ass. Taeyong, unhappy at the no attention, moved your underwear to the side and sucked your clit in his mouth. You broke the kiss to moan loudly and push against his mouth.

“Take her hips.” He said to Taeyong, who compiled quickly pinning your hips to Doyoung's. Doyoung hooked his arms under yours, lifting them above your head, giving Taeyong a perfect view of your body. “Isn't she beautiful?” Doyoung asked huskily. Taeyong lifted his head, much to your protest and gave a low groan.

“Gorgeous,” He breathed. Taeyong's eyes went from your body to Doyoung. In an instant he moved forward and kissed you, then moved beside your head to Doyoung. You moaned lowly, hearing them kiss wetly and they both gave a grunt.

“Doyoung... Taeyong...” You whined while rubbing your legs together. Taeyong broke the kiss with Doyoung and moved to you. Your lips collided, and Doyoung’s lips bit and sucked at your neck. He released your hands and slid them down your naked torso. You moaned in Taeyong's mouth. You hooked one arm behind you around Doyoung's neck, grabbing his hair. The other hand reached forward and grabbed Taeyong's dark hair. Taeyong took no time taking off your panties and sliding a hand along your mound. You threw your head back on Taeyong's shoulder. Taeyong moved to the opposite side of your neck. Doyoung and Taeyong kissed your neck, until their mouths met. You moaned hearing them moan. One of Doyoung's hands moved to Taeyong's hair, the other moved to his boxers, pushing them down slightly.

Doyoung broke the kiss and Taeyong finished taking off the rest of your clothing. You jumped feeling both their erections touch you, front and back. You closed your eyes and your stomach fluttered at the promise of both of them being inside you at the same time.

“Please... I need you both.” You whined.

“Same time?” He asked. “Front or back?”

“Please yes at the same time, do both, please I need... just please.” You whimpered, moving your hips back and forth grinding on both men. The both moaned. Doyoung's hand suddenly came to your ‘back door’. His hand was slick and warm. One finger traced around the hole then pushed in. You gasped and ground down slightly.

“C-careful... I’m sensitive.” You whisper causing Doyoung to groan and slowly push another finger in. You clench around him and moan highly at the odd feeling.

“Tell me if it hurts, god you’re so tight.” Doyoung groaned into the crook of your neck, now grinding against your lower back.

“(y/n).” Taeyong grunts your name. You turn your head to see a messy haired, wide eyed, pupils blown, lips wet and swollen. You moaned again and nearly came. Taeyong smashed his lips against yours and the hand in his hair tightened.

“Fuck, Doyoung.” You whine, breaking the kiss as he pushes in a third finger. It stung slightly, but when he started moving them it felt somewhat better. “I’m ready, please.” You tug on Doyoung's hair, hoping to egg him on. Doyoung nodded and pulled his fingers out, leaving you empty.

“Wall?” He asked Taeyong. Taeyong looked back and nodded. Doyoung moved you into Taeyong’s arms and he stood up. Taeyong stood with him, and they moved to a wall to brace you against.

With Doyoung’s back against the wall, your back on Doyoung’s chest, and Taeyong's chest on your chest you were sandwiched between them. Taeyong entered first and moaned lowly, pressing his forehead against your shoulder. Doyoung leaned forward pressing a kiss to the top of his head. Next it was Doyoung's turn, he was careful, considering you had never done anal before.

“Fuck (y/n) you’re so tight.” Doyoung groaned. Taeyong moved up and kissed you fully, his hips started to move. They started out as when one was in you the other was out, never having you empty. Eventually they decided to go the same quick pace.

“Doyoung! T-Taeyong” You cried out hitting your first orgasm. The tightness was too much for Doyoung and he quickly came. Taeyong groaned and finally released last. Taeyong heaved you off of Doyoung, Doyoung pulling out of you in the process.

“Stand for me, princess.” Taeyong whispered letting your legs drop to the floor. You were shaky, but were able to stand. Doyoung and Taeyong switched places, to where Taeyong’s back was on the wall and Doyoung was in front. Doyoung hoisted your legs up around his waist and made it easier for Taeyong whose arms wrapped under your ass to support you. Doyoung pressed his lips against yours, taking a minute to just kiss you. It wasn't until Taeyong ground up to your ass and whined did you break the kiss.

“Sorry honey.” Doyoung murmured and leaned forward kissing Taeyong as he entered you. You gasped at how hard he was. Taeyong pressed in and groaned. They began to move, as they did before starting out at different paces then matching up. They continued to kiss and you made the mistake of turning your head to look at them. It was probably one of the most sexual things you've ever seen.

You moaned loudly and clenched around them coming a second time.

Your head tossed back on Taeyong’s shoulder, your body overwhelmed with scenes. They stopped thrusting and instead lifted your body on their erections. You fell forward onto Doyoung this time and moaned loudly into his neck, biting down. Tears brimmed your eyes.

“D-Doyoung... Taeyong... I can't I-I can't,” Your voice came out horse, whiny, and breathy. Doyoung moaned.

You clenched again and came, tears of pleasure falling from your eyes. Doyoung came quickly after along with Taeyong. You slumped and breathed hard, small whimpers. Doyoung panted heavy and peeled you off of Taeyong, they both pulled out of you, making you wince. Taeyong sighed and walked to the bed with Doyoung trailed close behind. Taeyong laid you down in the middle of the bed and crawled in beside you, Doyoung crawling on the other side of you. You turned to kiss Taeyong, then Doyoung, then they both leaned forward kissing each other. They wrapped their arms around you, both placing a kiss on your cheek.

After you hot sex session with yout two boyfriends, you take a shower and changed into comfy clothes so you could keep unpacking. Doyoung told you you would only need your clothes and your most precious things so you didn't worry about furniture. Taeyong and Doyoung helped you to tidy up your clothes inside the big ivory walking closet in your bedroom and you smile seeing your clothes next to them. So domestic.

By noon, Doyoung took you to one of the rooms saying it was for you only. When you opened the door, you were speechless: you had your own office inside the penthouse. The office's walls are windows that have a view to the city. On the white desk sat a brand new desktop computer, a notebook lying closed. There was a big wine velvet couch. A bookshelf, bursting with books was in a corner. It was your own space.

"Guys..." You turn to them, smiling.

"It was Doyoung's idea, he said you'd need a space for you only," Taeyong says, leaning against the doorframe.

You look at Doyoung and hug him by the waist. "And you said you don't do cheesy stuff."

"I don't," Doyoung huffs. "I just thought of it."

"It's still cheesy," You say, smirking at him.

"Can't you simply say thank you?"

"Thank you," you peck him in the lips. "It means a lot."

"I know," he pecks you back. "I didn't decor it because I wanted you to do it."

"That's cheesy," Taeyong mokes him.

Doyoung shushed him and brought his attention back to you. "I have something else for you."

"What is it?" You inquire.

He pulls away and takes his wallet out of his jeans, taking out a credit card. He hands it to you and you frown. "I already have the ones you gave me months ago, I don’t see why I need a new one."

"This is the black Amex" he winks at you. "Spend as much as you want, love."

Your mouth hangs open in surprise. "Doyoung..."

"No," Doyoung shakes his hand. "Just take it."

"Take it," Taeyong says, still leaning against the doorframe. "And don't worry, you don't need to tell us what you buy."

"Unless you buy a boat, I'd appreciate it if you notify us," Doyoung smiles.

You giggle. "I would never buy a boat."

"Then we're relieved," Taeyong beams.

You sigh. “Don’t you think this is too much?”

Taeyong’s feet walk the distance standing next to Doyoung and cup your face with his hands, meeting your gaze. “We want you to have the best.”

“But you guys have given so much already,” you say, gazing at both men. You reach out by taking Doyoung’s hand in yours. “As long as I have you with me I’m well-served.”

“I know,” Doyoung kisses your hand and with his other arm, he pulls Taeyong closer to him, “but I’m still spoiling you. Both of you.”

The corner of Taeyong’s mouth turns up. “I’m richer than you.”

“So?” Doyoung narrows, “Let’s drop this conversation. (Y/N), you’re keeping the credit card, okay?”

You nod. “Yes, baby.”

One of the corners of Doyoung’s lips lifts and winks at you. “Good girl.”

…

A week later, you show up to work a little bit earlier than usual since you have so much stuff to get done. Being the Editor-in-Chief of Disclosure Magazine, whose job is to polish and refine a story or an article, was not easy. You manage a team of writers and editors, determine the look and feel of the publication, decide what to publish and oversee the publication's operations and policies. And of course some people didn’t make it any easier, but you accomplished to get the magazine to being one of the most popular.

Disclosure Magazine is a business magazine that features original articles on finance, industry, investing, and marketing topics. And something you find very interesting is that your two boyfriends had been on the magazine before you met them.

By the time lunch time arrives, you check your phone and smile at Doyoung’s text message.

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ɪ ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ. ɪ’ᴍ ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ʟᴜɴᴄʜ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴊᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴ ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪꜱ ʜᴜʙʙʏ. ʙᴜᴛ ꜱᴇᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ? ;)

ꜰʀᴏᴍ: ᴅᴏʏᴏᴜɴɢ

ᴛᴏ: (ʏ/ɴ)

ʙᴇᴛ.

You grab your purse as you leave your office, giving your assistant Leah instructions in case someone calls looking for you.

Although you never properly admit to it, you had to admit that you had the biggest crush on Jaehyun when you first met him almost ten years ago. Both of you were in their first year of university you met and since that day you two became inseparable. The crushing ended when he confessed to you he was into guys but he wanted to be your friend. It was awkward at first, but then you passed that and became roommates.

Then you introduced Johnny to Jaehyun and they hated each other the moment they saw them. Jaehyun didn't talk to you for a week after the date they went on was a tragedy. But three years later, they met each other again at Johnny's graduation party and ended up hooking up. Six years later, they got married.

“(Y/N)! Over here.” You hear your best friend shout, smiling soon afterwards.

“Hey there, guys.” You smirk at them, tapping Jaehyun on the back and kissing his cheek.

"No kiss for me?" Johnny pouts.

You roll your eyes and kiss Johnny's left cheek. "Hello, big baby boy."

Johnny smiles proudly. “You look radiant.”

“Thank you,” you say as you sit next to Jaehyun. “This is what love does to people.”

Jaehyun rolls his eyes and snorts. “Show off.”

You giggle and Johnny crossed his arms on his chest. “What is that supposed to mean?”

Jaehyun laughs and places a hand on one of Johnny’s arms. “I was kidding, babe. Jeez, you’re so dramatic.”

Johnny hums and you smile looking at both men. “I missed you guys.”

“So did we!” Johnny beams. “We also have great news.”

“You do? What is it?” You query.

Johnny and Jaehyun look at each other smiling and turn to you. “We have been approved to adopt a baby!” Jaehyun’s eyes lit up.

“Oh my, God!” Your corners of your eyes crinkling. “You guys are getting a baby? I’m so happy for you!” You hug Jaehyun sitting next to you and rub Johnny’s shoulder. “But when did you apply? I didn’t even know you were already there.”

Johnny shrugs. “We didn’t tell anyone because we didn't want things to go south, you know? And now that thing is official, we can tell whoever we want.”

Jaehyun smiles. “Yeah, I still don’t believe this is real. We’re so excited.”

“And do you have a date already? Like, do you know when are you picking up your kid?” You ask.

“Not yet, but the lawyer said it won’t take more than two months,” Johnny explained.

“But we know it’s a baby girl,” Jaehyun grins.

Your eyes and nose crinkle and rub your hands together. “This is so stirring! I’m happy for you guys. Oh my, God, I’m gonna be an auntie!”

Jaehyun and Johnny nod giggling. “Yes, you will be an auntie. The best auntie ever.” Jaehyun winks at you.

“You say that because you two are only children,” you crossed your arms on your chest.

“Well, yeah,” Johnny says pinching his nose.

“We should order some mimosas to celebrate,” Jaehyun proposed.

You clap your hands. “Yes, yes, definitely.”

Johnny makes a polite hand gesture calling a waiter ordering three mimosas. After the waiter wrote the order down, he excuses himself leaving you again. “So, will our daughter have cousins?” Johnny inquiries.

You clear your throat, sliding a little on your chair. “I don’t know.”

“You haven’t talked about this?” Jaehyun furrows his eyebrows.

You shake your head. “Nope, and I don’t think we’re there yet. Plus, I think having a child while in a polyamorous relationship is a bit complicated, dont you think? I mean, I love them but how will I explain to my kids what kind of relationship I have with their dads?”

Johnny purses his lips as if thinking. “And I thought of explaining to my daughter why she has two dads… you’re screwed.”

You let out a dry chuckle. “That helps a lot, Johnny.”

Johnny shrugs and Jaehyun leans back on the chair. “So you don't plan on having kids with any of them?”

“I…” You tilt your head to the side. “I don’t know. I mean, Taeyong has two nephews and he’s amazing with them. And I heard Doyoung said once he’d love to have a kid one day... I don’t know. ”

“Jaehyun,” Johnny calls him,” stop tormenting her. It’s none of our business if they want to have kids or not.”

“Johnny 's right. Sorry (Y/N). “ Jaehyun apologised.

“It’s okay, and don't worry. If we ever are there, you guys will be the first ones to know,” you smirk at them.

The waiter comes back with the three mimosas on the tray and asks you if you want to check the menu, leaving you again.

You have a sip of your mimosa and smirk. “I better order something to eat or I’ll get fired for getting drunk during working hours.”

“Thank God I’m my own boss,” Johnny smiles before having a sip of his drink.

…

By 6 PM you are back in the penthouse, coming out of the shower wrapped in a blue towel. You stand in front of the mirror and apply a face mask to hydrate your skin. Then, you rub your hands together to warm up the lotion and then apply it to your body gently pressing the lotion into your skin with slow sweeping motions.

Taeyong texted you earlier saying he would be late and Doyoung is on his way to the penthouse. You get into the big walking closet and grab a lilac silk robe. You don’t even bother to put on underwear since you want to be more comfortable.

You come back to the bathroom and remove the face mask, rinsing your face. Once your face is dry, you get out of the bathroom going downstairs, walking barefoot on the elegant herringbone Brazilian wood floors, in direction to the kitchen. You open the refrigerator doors, thinking what to make for dinner. Tugging on your right ear, you decide to make Mongolian chicken and take out all of the ingredients.

You move to the kitchen island and start to thinly slicing the chicken breast when you hear the door open. “(Y/N)?” Doyoung calls you softly.

“In the kitchen!” You reply.

Doyoung walks to the kitchen and goes around the kitchen island standing behind you. “Hi, baby.” He wraps his arms around your waist and rests his chin on his shoulder.

You smile, still slicing the chicken breast. “Hi, sexy.”

You feel Doyoung smiles at the name you gave him. “What are you making?” He asks.

“Mongolian chicken,” you place the sliced chicken inside of a bowl.

Doyoung presses his body against your back, placing a soft kiss to your neck. Your body tenses as he nips and kisses your neck. His hands palming the curve of your hips. You lean your back against him as his hand travels up your body between your breasts. Gently he grasps you by your chin and turns your head. "You're not wearing any underwear," he whispers to your ear and he bites your right earlobe.

You are suffocating as your breath is taken away from your lungs at Doyoung's every touch on your body. "Should I apologise for that?"

Doyoung clicks his tongue and looks at you with disapproval. “You want me to show you some manners, love?”

He turns you to face him and his lips meet yours for the first time, his lips moving sinfully against yours sending a wave of excitement through your body. You two are deepening the kiss, pulling your hips against him, allowing you to feel his hardened length. "Show me some manners." You say biting his bottom lip.

He reaches down, pulling you up by the back of your thighs, you instantly wrap your legs around his waist as he places you on the counter. His lips begin to move against yours with more urgency, needing to feel you more.

"You drive me fucking crazy, (Y/N)." He breathes breaking the kiss, before kissing down your neck.

"Doyoung," You replied, your hips bucking into him. "W-we can't do this..."

You arch into his touch as his fingers skimm across the front of your chest over the fabric of your silk robe. Doyoung allows his fingertips to skim your breasts, pinching and rolling your nipples between his fingers as he pulls your hips forward with his other arm.

And just about you are going to start unbuttoning his shirt, you hear the door opening. "Doyoung? (Y/N)?" Taeyong calls you, walking towards the kitchen.

"Fuck," Doyoung whispers.

He helps you to get off of the counter and fix your robe. You take in a deep breath and return to what you were doing before Doyoung's arrival.

"Oh hey you two," Taeyong smirks and bounces at you two. He places a hand on your waist and gives you a peck. Then, he turns to Doyoung giving him a kiss as well. "What are you guys doing?"

"(Y/N) is making dinner and I was about to start helping," Doyoung explains.

"Oh great, I'm starving," Taeyong sighs. "Do you mind if I take a shower? I'll clean up after we finish eating."

"Yeah, no problem," you answered. "Go and take a shower. I bet I can use Doyoung's hands." You wink a Doyoung.

Taeyong nods and leans closer to you to give you another kiss. “You’re not wearing underwear.” He confirmed.

You smirk shrugging. “I didn’t notice.”

You whine when Taeyong slaps you in the ass and then he looks at Doyoung. “What are gonna do with her?”

“I was hoping you could tell me,” Doyoung mumbles, staring at you.

You gulp when you see Doyoung and Taeyong darting eyes to each other, while smiling mischievous.

Taeyong pushes onto the bed slightly and rests his right knee next to your sides, undoing the knot of your silk robe and smirks seeing your exposed body. “Gorgeous.”

You bite your lip and smile looking at him. “Fuck me wearing your suit. You look so sexy.”

Taeyong hums, letting his head down to catch your hand with his lips. They kiss your fingertips then he finally doves in and let you taste his tongue.

Doyoung sits in one of the ivory chairs in front of you, enjoying the show the two of you are putting on. He rests his right elbow on the armrest and tilts his head to the side.

Taeyong slips away from your arms and falls on his knees.

You grab the white comforter bed to steady yourself as his tongue dances in circles around your clit, you bury your hands in his hair. His hands pressing into the softness of your thighs just as hard and when he raises his gaze up to look at you from underneath his messy fringe, you feel like falling.

Taeyong runs a finger along your slick folds and pushes one in, eyes never leaving yours. Then he adds another one and drags it in and out of you painfully slowly. Your mouth falls open in a silent ‘o’ and he quickened his pace. The lewd squelching sound fills the room and you feel your high approaching.

"Shit," he presses tiny little kisses to your clit as he pumps his fingers in and out of you, before taking it in his mouth. Taeyong curls his fingers inside of you and you moan out his name, loud enough.

Then he draws away just as you’re about to come. You whine and pull his hair. "Behave." He coocks an eyebrow at you.

"Just fuck me, Taeyong," you bite your lip.

"If you don't behave I won't let you cum," Taeyong warned you.

You sigh and nod. He smirks and unbutton his black pants, pulling out his dick only. Taeyong positions himself at your entrance. He pushes in slowly and you hiss a little. He pushes in slowly, further and further until he is fully sheathed inside you. He pulls out slowly, and pushes back in again. In and out, slowly.

“Oh god, Taeyong. Please go faster.” Taeyong chuckles and kisses you deeply again, your tongues intertwining and exploring each others’ mouths. You move your legs and wrap them around Taeyong's waist to allow him to thrust into you with more ease. The sounds of skin slapping against skin and your heavy breaths filled the room.

You arch your back, moaning. You see Doyoung stroking himself, eyes fixed on you two. Then, his gaze meets yours and you bite your lip. Your hand goes down and moves to circle your clit and you feel your walls convulse around his cock as you shudder with release, cries escaping your lips. Doyoung comes too. You feel Taeyong's member twitch inside of you and he comes, a string of expletives leaving his mouth. He collapses down onto your chest, panting heavily.

Taeyong kisses your neck and he pulls away, fixing his pants. "Such a good girl," he caresses your legs and places kisses on them.

Doyoung stands up and grabs Taeyong by the neck, kissing him roughly. Taeyong whines and bites Doyoung's bottom lip. You moan quietly, your hand going down to your clit. Watching them is so sexy. Doyoung pulls you towards him and rolls you on your stomach instead. "Let's see if you behave with me." You press your face into the edge of the mattress when you feel his hands knead your asscheeks.

"Shit," he swears softly, spreading you out and letting his cock rub between them after straddling your thighs. "Keep your legs together and stay down, love," he orders when you want to lift your hips upwards. Hand on your lower back and the other around his cock he presses his tip on the tight softness of your pussy and you arch your back first before falling down again on your chest when he grabs your arms and locks them into his grip. His cock slips inside slowly, making him grunt roughly and when he bottoms out you both sighed.

His first thrust makes you shift forwards on the bedding and Doyoung pulls you by the forearms. Enjoying your whimpers especially as he adds to it by slapping your ass. You moan and he smirks. He pulls out and slides again, this time lifting your hips and pulling you towards him by the waist. His thumbs are almost bruising your skin as they press hard into your flesh making your bodies meet so quickly that you don't have enough time to breathe. You feel Doyoung's stomach on your lower back and eye his arm pressing on the mattress near your bust to support himself, you choke feeling his other hand reach your clit and rub it mercilessly.

Taeyong positions himself in front you, hard again but this time stroking himself.

His breath is erratic on your shoulder when he bites down on the skin, your sudden shaking body and fingers clasping at the sheets making him still inside of you for a moment. "Good girl, you're such a good girl, taking it so well," he kisses your cheek then your lips. You whine back unable to move a single muscle and you let him gently nibble at your lower lip. But then he slides out and back in, making you remember that he is still stretching you out and the overstimulation feels so good that little tears perked at the corner of your eyes.

"Fuck,fuck,shit"

Doyoung slaps your ass and it jiggled under his palm before he roughly kneads its flesh. "Good girls don't curse." His husky voice alone would is enough to make you lose your mind and you are sure that you are on the verge of passing out when Doyoung swears and his grips tightens as he releases inside of you, his last thrusts pushing his cum back in and enough to make you orgasm so quickly again that your muscles start to hurt from the continuous spasms. The clenching around his cock makes Doyoung whine for a few more moments before he pulls out slowly and watches the way your pussy drips with his essence. Taeyong reaches his climax as well, moaning gruntly. He lays next to you and sighs. "Fuck."

Doyoung collapses on his side near you, you can barely open your eyes. “Holy shit-”

"We made a mess out of the bed," Doyoung addresses, still panting.

"I know," Taeyong giggles. "We should take a bath and then change the bedding."

"I'm too tired to stand up," you pout.

"I got you, baby," Taeyong stands up and lifts you up.

You chuckle and look at Doyoung. "You coming?"

He nods. "Get inside, I'll be right there in a minute."

That same night, after you took a bath, changed the bedding and ordered some food, you were lying between both men. Doyoung is busy focusing on his Macbook answering some emails, while Taeyong is reading a book with his back leaning against the tall modern velvet headboard. You think about which of the two men to hug and eye Doyoung for a moment: if there's one thing he hates most in this world, it's being interrupted when he's busy. You turn to see Taeyong and smile, he will never say no to you.

You can't keep from gazing at Taeyong as he reads; watching him pensive expression change as his dark brown eyes follow lines. He is truly beautiful

Taeyong eventually catches your gaze and understands what you want. He gathers you up into his arms, pressing your face into his chest. You smile and put an arm around his waist. He places a kiss on your forehead and goes back to his book.

"Is there a reason you're particularly quiet?" Doyoung suddenly asks, eyes still focused on the screen.

You are always chatty before going to bed and that night Doyoung's right. Something is going through your head but don't want to talk about it, since you don't know how they are going to react.

Taeyong strokes your hair and looks down at you. "Is everything okay?"

You nod. "I'm fine, is just... work. The anniversary party is around the corner, the new magazine design is coming out very soon..."

Doyoung looks at you, frowning. "I know you very well, I know that's not the only thing that is bothering you. What is it?"

You hide your face on Taeyong's neck, he wraps your shoulders and you finally sigh. "I really don't wanna talk about it."

Doyoung puts his laptop away and his fingers imperceptibly tightens around your waist. "Whatever it is, I'm sure we can handle it." He places a kiss on the back of your head.

"Don't keep it to yourself, baby. You know you can talk to us," Taeyong speaks, kissing the top of your head.

"You will freak out," you snap.

"We won't," Doyoung assures.

You let a frustrated sigh out and shake your head. "Maybe tomorrow."

Doyoung sighs defeated. "Fine. Now have some rest. Goodnight, love. I love you." He leans to you and kisses your cheek and pecks Taeyong in the mouth. "Goodnight, babe."

"Goodnight," Taeyong smiles at him and then kisses your temple. "Goodnight, sweetie."

"Goodnight. I love you, guys."

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Reminiscence (m) | Lee Taeyong and Kim Doyoung

Synopsis: Doyoung and Y/N have been dating for some time and just moved in together on the day they ocasionaly met Taeyong, Doyoung’s old fuck buddy at a café. Doyoung just didn’t expect to still have feelings for him.

Pairing: Kim Doyoung x female reader x Lee Taeyong

Words: ~3.3k

Genre: non idol!au, a little bit of angst, fluff, smut

Warnings: polyamorous relationship, dom!Doyoung, sub!Taeyong, handjob (male receiving), oral sex (male receiving)

This is a work of fiction. It does not portray the real personality of any of the members.

The day Y/N accidentally first met Taeyong, she and Doyoung had been dating for almost a year.

She and Doyoung had just moved in together into a new apartment, close to Doyoung’s office, and were still getting to know the neighborhood – at least the parts you don’t get to see when you visit a district with work purposes only.

The couple entered a café, not so small, with something between half a dozen and ten tables, not to mention the seemingly enormous variety of sweets of all different colors that were displayed in the glass counters. They chose a more reserved table, close to a wall, and sat facing each other and holding hands on top of the wooden piece of furniture.

After deciding to order a mocha, Y/N lifted her gaze up to meet her boyfriend’s face, noticing his attention focused on a point behind herself. His eyes and mouth were open, eyebrows lifted in what Y/N interpreted as a surprise expression.

Since there were only a couple of tables taken besides yours, it was easy to discover what Doyoung stared at – a pale man with bright red hair, a slit in his left eyebrow and ears full of piercings, heading towards the counter with a soft expression after shyly smiling at an employee. His outfit was all black.

“Lee Taeyong?” Doyoung spoke loudly, standing up from his chair. At his call, the man turned his face towards their table, ears and face going immediately as red as his hair.

“Kim Dongyoung?” the man asked. His voice wasn’t as rasp as Y/N imagined based on his appearance. He approached the table as Doyoung reached out for a handshake. He shyly bowed at Y/N as Doyoung introduced the woman.

“This is Y/N, she’s my girlfriend Y/N, this is Taeyong, an… old friend of mine.”

“It’s nice to meet you” I said with an open smile. His expression made his discomfort evident.

“Nice to meet you too. You two are a beautiful couple.”

From his posture, it seemed to Y/N that things couldn’t become weirder, but then Doyoung sat down again and invited Taeyong to stay and have a coffee with them. He promptly refused to, due to a supposed appointment he had within a few minutes.

“Oh, so do you work nearby?” Doyoung asked.

“Yes, my studio is just a block away. Why do you ask?”

“Y/N and I just moved to an apartment a few blocks from here. Maybe we’ll see you around.”

“Sure” Taeyong responded, holding a closed smile. “But I really do have to go now, I’m sorry. It was a pleasure to meet you, Y/N.”

That night, Doyoung told Y/N about his past with Taeyong.

Of course she knew about his bisexuality even before they started dating, but they never really talked about past relationships. At least not mentioning names.

Just as Y/N experienced while dating Doyoung, he was more on the dominant side with Taeyong as well. Both the boys went to the same college and lived in the same floor of a building, eventually meeting in the hallway and the elevator. Their relationship, however, wasn’t serious.

They were obviously attracted to each other, to the point Taeyong broke up with his girlfriend straight because of the guilt he felt from having a crush on Doyoung, his neighbor.

As weeks passed by, they got into a friends with benefits-like situation. Casual one night stands, in an agreement to not nurture feelings towards each other.

And it worked pretty well.

Taeyong was really submissive to Doyoung, leading him to explore dominance and to experience having an amount of control over someone else he didn’t think of having before. Both of them discovered a lot about themselves during this time.

As the semester ended, Taeyong graduated and moved out to the UK for specialization, and Doyoung stayed in South Korea. They lost touch. It was natural, as each of them continued busy with their own stuff, not wanting to disturb the other in his pursue of success.

Three years later, here they were. Taeyong apparently still hadn’t gotten over what Doyoung used to call ‘a phase’ of constantly changing his hair color – though Doyoung had never seen him with red hair before.

Also, now Doyoung had a serious commitment with Y/N and their relationship.

But it didn’t stop him from getting butterflies in his stomach at the sight of Taeyong becoming so flustered in front of him. As shy and softhearted as before. He couldn’t help but let his mind wander to whether Taeyong would still have the same behavior under his touch.

About a month ahead, the couple managed to meet Taeyong again at the same café more than a dozen times before he finally gave into their persistence of having him over for dinner.

Y/N and Doyoung had an amazing homemade Italian style pasta almost done by the time Taeyong arrived. His hair was now a light tone of brown and he wore a black turtleneck with black pants, a brown coat hanging over his shoulders. Doyoung dressed pretty similar to him – black pants and gray sweater – while Y/N had a long sleeved bright yellow dress.

The three began drinking the wine Taeyong brought from the moment he stepped inside. All of them were noticeably nervous, but Y/N and Doyoung tried their best to not make Taeyong feel left alone. Y/N asked him about his work, college and personal life, since she didn’t know him besides what her boyfriend chose to say about the older man.

At first he seemed uncomfortable, releasing nervous laughs until the wine started making effect and relaxing him up, letting him be more spontaneous.

After they ate the pasta Taeyong had complimented a thousand times during the meal, a long silence settled as each of them stared at the empty plates and half empty glasses. The table was round, so they sat in a triangular shape.

Y/N’s hand reached for Doyoung’s on top of the table. The move didn’t go unnoticed by Taeyong, who didn’t have the self-awareness to not look at Y/N.

He was so confused.

It couldn’t be possible to like so much the person who literally dated the person he secretly wanted to date. Y/N’s personality was so captivating and bright, but still as caring and nurturing as Doyoung’s. And she was pretty. Of course she was.

And she noticed as the older man absentmindedly gazed at her, fingers playing at the edge of his glass.

Y/N pressed her boyfriend’s hand tightly before standing up, removing Taeyong from his daydream.

“I guess it’s my cue now” she stated, smiling softly.

The woman leaned and left a chaste kiss on Doyoung’s lips, to which Taeyong felt guilty to but watched happen nonetheless. Then she turned to Taeyong, whose face and ears were red (it was impossible to know if due to the wine of to the scene he just witnessed). The older’s eyes followed her movements as she leaned and pressed a kiss on his cheek before heading to her and Doyoung’s shared bedroom.

After a few steps, she stopped and turned to Taeyong again.

“It was great having you here. I really wish you can come more often.”

Then she left her boyfriend and his old crush alone, drunk, mildly turned on and facing each other.

That night, Taeyong and Doyoung had a long and drunk talk. Doyoung explained how things were different from college, how he and Y/N started dating and what they expected for the future. Taeyong couldn’t understand why Doyoung was telling him all this, after all, he owed him nothing.

That went on until the younger spilled out how he felt about Taeyong. That he wanted to become close again and that it was okay if Taeyong did not want to, but Y/N felt just the same way as him and if he wasn’t committed to anyone, what's wrong with trying?

The matter was that Taeyong’s mind was slowed down from all the wine and nothing Doyoung said from that point on made sense to him. He left the apartment without giving Doyoung an answer and thinking he could just avoid the subject if they met again.

Doyoung, whose mind was clearer, noticed how he scared the shit out of Taeyong. Of course that was not the way he hoped the night would end, but he and Y/N came to an agreement before on Taeyong being fully aware on the ground he was stepping onto if he actually accepted to try this thing.

From that night on, the couple changed their approach.

They stopped going together to the café. Instead, since that was the only place they were sure they could meet Taeyong, they decided it was best to not see him together, in an attempt to make him feel less pressured.

The dinner night was never mentioned again and they avoided talking about each other with Taeyong.

Eventually Taeyong accepted to sit and have a coffee with Y/N, then with Doyoung. And then again with Y/N and so on.

He got more and more responsive to subtle touches on his skin, becoming confident to do the same as time passed on. Fingers brushing as he passed the menu, light touches on arms in the middle of a conversation.

Y/N invited Taeyong to a date in the park, and that was the first time they kissed.

It started so slow, as if they were afraid from one another, lips touching very lightly. After a few seconds, Y/N noticed the man release a heavy breath, which was enough to convince her it was okay to go on, that Taeyong did enjoy it. So Y/N pressed her lips harder against his, sliding the tip of her tongue over his bottom lip and deepening the kiss. Her hands cupped Taeyong’s face and determined the pace, while Taeyong used his only as support for his body.

Y/N found him to be a lot different from her boyfriend. While Doyoung was more dominant, Taeyong was the complete opposite. Even when it was clear as water that he wanted it, he wouldn’t make the move. She enjoyed being in that position and taking the lead, though they did nothing but kiss for hours, until both had lips so swollen they actually hurt.

The following day, Doyoung casually met the older at a flower shop. It was a surprise for both, and Doyoung felt afraid of Taeyong trying to avoid him or feel ashamed because of what happened between Y/N and him. Nevertheless, Taeyong was completely in his normal self.

Doyoung walked him back to his studio and asked if he could give him a kiss before going back, which Taeyong didn’t even reply with words. The older just closed his eyes and nodded, opening his mouth in expectation. Watching the scene, Doyoung couldn’t help but feel as he needed Taeyong in his life again. He was so innocent and precious Doyoung wanted to keep him in his pocket and protect him from the world.

For Taeyong, the man’s kiss tasted different. Not only different from Y/N’s, but also different from the past they had together. Doyoung’s lips were still has soft, his mouth still as warm; still, he could sense the carefulness irradiating from the younger man.

Other times he’d meet either Y/N or Doyoung at the café, they would greet him with a kiss so close to his mouth (still not on his mouth) it was frustrating. Taeyong tried his best to show them with touches and gazes that he wanted more, but it seemed to him that neither of them noticed his effort, and voicing it out was a big challenge.

The trigger was the day he sat down with Doyoung and ordered a cappuccino.

As Taeyong rambled about something that happened at work, the flow of his words was suddenly interrupted by the realization Doyoung was bringing a hand to his face. The younger brushed his thumb over Taeyong’s bottom lip, wiping a little cream spot. Taeyong closed his eyes at the sensation and tried to not react, but it was impossible when his heart beat so hard and fast as if wanting to break his chest. He wanted to lean his head and suck Doyoung’s finger into his mouth, to show him how needy he was, to make Doyoung feel pity for putting him in this situation.

However, he waited some more seconds to open his eyes again and start breathing again as well. Doyoung stared at him seeming worried and asked if everything was okay. Of course things weren’t okay.

As they walked out of the café some minutes later, Taeyong closed his eyes to expect the torture of Doyoung’s kiss on his cheek, but it was his lips that felt the touch.

This time he wasn’t able to contain a sigh as Doyoung distanced himself. When Taeyong opened his eyes again, his vision was blurred and he felt a lump in his throat preventing his voice to come out normally.

“Please, Doyoung” he begged. “I can’t take it anymore.”

Doyoung brought one hand up to caress the older’s left cheek.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t want to push you” he said softly.

But that wasn’t what Taeyong meant and he got more frustrated, tears unwillingly escaping his eyes.

“It’s not that” he spoke, looking down.

Doyoung calmly asked what was the problem, gently making Taeyong face him again and wiping his tears away.

“I want you, Doyoung. And Y/N as well” he said in one breath. “I want you both to take care of me, make me feel good. It has been a while now” tears kept rushing down his face, even when Doyoung kissed him and told him he and Y/N would be more than happy to do whatever he asked for.

Four months after that episode, Taeyong woke up in the middle of the night with an uncomfortable feeling between his legs. Involuntarily, he ran his right hand through his clothed crotch, realizing he had an erection.

Though he tried to for some long minutes, Taeyong was unable to go back to sleep, so he sat restless and leaned his back against the headboard of the enormous bed. The dim light from the street allowed him to observe Doyoung peacefully asleep in a white t-shirt on the other side of the bed, as well as Y/N in a nightgown in the middle of them.

Taeyong was getting more used to sleep in their bed than his own. He was getting used to be their baby.

It’s not that the man couldn’t take care of himself. Not only he could, but he did it for a long time. He wasn’t a child. He knew his body, he was able to recognize his necessities. Taeyong was an intense person, and that was noticeable at first sight. He was used to commit seriously to whatever he proposed to do, especially when it came to work; he worked hard to be the best, to do the best job.

But at the moment, he just felt helpless as his cock began hurting from the erection while the people he loved slept right next to him. He needed relief, and still couldn’t avoid the thought that jerking off right now to the amazing sex they had last night was wrong.

Mindlessly, the man reached for his phallus inside his clothes, bringing it out and just holding it, feeling the warmth of his palm against the pulsating member. Taeyong was decided to not jerk off, though he couldn’t keep his hips totally still, slightly thrusting into his fist, eyes closed to make the most of any sensation he could get, biting his lip to avoid releasing any noises.

And since he closed his eyes, he wasn’t able to realize the moment Doyoung woke up and watched the older quietly whimper for a few seconds before waking Y/N with a kiss at the nape of her neck, squeezing her waist with his right hand.

Y/N woke up with low hum that went unnoticed by Taeyong, who remained focused in the sort of failed attempt to please himself in silent. Doyoung’s body pressed against Y/N’s back and she suddenly became conscious of his hip upon hers.

The woman brought her right hand to Taeyong’s thigh and gently squeezed it, making him immediately open his teary eyes in surprise. His gaze shifted between Y/N and Doyoung, seeming desperate for help.

“Shh… Do you want help, baby?” Y/N whispered.

As Taeyong nodded and mouthed an almost inaudible “please”, she moved to Taeyong’s left, kneeling by his side, leaving him in the middle of her and Doyoung. The other man also moved closer to Taeyong, with a caring look in his dark eyes and a soft smile.

Y/N’s head rested on Taeyong’s shoulder for a moment, caressing his thigh and gazing at the hard cock, red tip glistening. She turned her head to face him, guiding his face towards hers with her left hand.

“Can I kiss you, baby?” she asked.

Taeyong hummed and closed his eyes, leaning in to reach her lips. The kiss was gentle as Y/N rushed her hands over his torso.

After watching the view for a while, Doyoung decided to join the couple, kissing Taeyong’s right thigh without getting up. His right hand reached for the other man’s erection, pumping it softly, taking whimpers from Taeyong’s lips into Y/N’s mouth.

One of her hands went under his t-shirt to play with his sensitive nipples, squeezing them one at a time; her kiss dropped to his jaw and neck, freeing Taeyong’s moans and needy whimpers.

Doyoung removed the man’s hand from his own member in order to properly please him, tightening his grip over the flesh. Taeyong was already so aroused that even small touches made him feel like tumbling down, which was perfectly visible for the other two.

“Y/N, spit” Doyoung demanded.

The oldest growled as Y/N’s kisses abruptly stopped, opening his eyes to watch as the woman let a long string of saliva drip from her tongue onto his pulsating shaft. Y/N knew it wasn’t necessary since Taeyong’s cock was already wet from the pre-cum oozing from his tip, but her boys loved it messy.

She kept just watching as Doyoung started jerking Taeyong again, as the man closed his eyes again and made small hip trusts into the younger’s touch.

Then he reached Doyoung’s busy arm with her left hand, signaling him with her eyes to stop movements and let go of Taeyong’s dick. As he felt the touch vanish, Taeyong opened his eyes in despair, right in the moment Y/N bent in front of him and took the head of his member inside her hot mouth, sucking it lightly before pulling off to look at Taeyong’s face.

Doyoung raised himself and supported his torso in one elbow, the other hand still resting against the other’s leg.

When Y/N leaned in to lick at Taeyong’s cock again, Doyoung went in as well, both sticking their tongues out and licking it up and down repeatedly.

Taeyong whined and bucked his hip up, the sensation and the scene in front of him triggering his orgasm. His eyes fluttered shut involuntarily as spurts of cum trailed out of his cock. Y/N and Doyoung alternated the leaking member into their mouths, both eager to taste Taeyong’s seed.

As his climax ended, Taeyong squirmed in overstimulation as Y/N kissed the head of his softening cock before dropping it and kissing Doyoung, mixing the cum in their mouths. The couple moved to allow Taeyong into the kiss, having him taste himself.

“Now let’s go back to sleep, huh? You were so good to us, love” Doyoung whispered, kissing the other’s cheek and laying down again. By the time Taeyong recovered his breath and laid down again, dick back into his clothes, Y/N and Doyoung were drifting into sleep, caring to cuddle the oldest who laid in the middle of them. Doyoung rested his head by Taeyong’s, and Y/N positioned herself in the curve between his shoulders and neck. Taeyong mumbled a "thank you so much", and feeling Y/N's warm breath hitting his skin, he finally went back to sleep again.

A/N: I chose to put this by the end of the fic since there is a huge spoiler lol this is the first of all poly fics I worked on that I feel confident on posting (even though it does not involve a threesome or more than one person being pleasured). Also, about the disclaimer about not portraying their personalities - can you imagine Taeyong, as the cleaning maniac he is, just going back to sleep? LOL Feedback is always welcome!

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chittaphoneo · 6 years

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Taeyong: *gets down on one knee*

Doyoung: oh my god, it's finally happening

Taeyong: *falls over*

Doyoung: the poison is finally kicking in

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the-silver-peahen-residence · 9 months

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||A punishment worth given: part 2||

Hi dears, It's your lucky day. I'm adding a a part 2 to the first drabble 'a punishment worth given.' Another spicy NSFW. If you wish to read the first one, you can read it here. So shall we dive on in?

||Drabble summary||

Davion has thought after the first punishment, his little knight would have behaved himself right? Well, seems that wasn't the case. Rust has only gotten more worse as a delinquent brat and has become badder. Seems the first punishment wasn't enough so what will Davion do for him? What is his punishment this time? Read to find out.

||Warning||

~Heavy NSFW smut content is spoken of

~Dom and sub smut will be present here

~Bondage and biting will be present

~Blood will be present when biting

~Suggestive theme is present

~Punishment is present

||Guests in Drabble||

Rust Knight belongs to my amazing Rp partner @demon-blood-youths

Davion belongs and is from the hit series: DOTA: Dragon's blood but he's also my muse due to me rping as him.

((Note: Their will be grammar mistakes and errors in this drabble as others have this warning. But like I state before, this is written for fun. So I hope you like it and my friend too. Enjoy))

"Yes Ink don't worry, my mission was fine from last week. I got through it pretty fast but the pay was fine. I am still going to get you that new custom made sword attachment for you like I promised." Davion was smiling sitting on his bed while taking a night off since he was on vacation from his work. "Yes yes, I know. Uncle Vanity did say you are still proven well but I figure I can get something for Wyvern just to help boost it's strength in a way.."

It was rather nice but he was already relaxed, even hearing his happy cousin's excited voice of him getting her something. "I'm happy to hear that your excited for the gift. I already have it shipped but I won't tell you when it arrives. You'll have to wait." he heard her whine wanting the present to make him laugh. "Sorry Cuz, you have to wait. Hmm? yes, I'll be alright. You know how I am Ink. I'm just hoping your not over doing it yourself as you always do." he laughed but he shifts again while hearing her voice.

"Hmm? Rust? Oh, yeah he's fine. He did tell me to say he does hope you guys are alright since he was hoping to help me out while I'm on vacation." he said. "Don't worry little cousin, I'm sure he is not over doing it and resting up. You always did tell me Rust tends to push himself so it's fine. He's enjoying the vacation himself.." Slowly, he looks down while showing a smile.

Beside him was his boyfriend/mate Rust knight but he was hand cuffed while being fingered slowly by Davion's fingers. He was slowly sucking him off while feeling his throbbing cock pulse in his mouth. He was being punished again due to being a brat but he's been doing this for a while now. He couldn't even cum yet unless Davion says he could. Even if he was a flushed whimpering mess, he wanted the dragon to take him, breed him, to fill him with his heat but he refused to.

At first, Rust came to see him on the phone talking to someone but he was flushed due to the last moments of him still being punished. After being fingered hard for a while, Rust was heated for more. Once he walked over to make out with Davion but he was sneaky enough to pull his cock out and suck him off.

Now, he was here pleasuring him while he twitched from the dragon's fingers rubbing on the bundle of nerves hard as he was feeling tears of pleasure. "Mfffmm...mmmmmm...mmmmmm....."His fingers wouldn't stop pushing and rubbing down right on his spot that when he pushes his fingers down harder, Rust tenses up shaking feeling pre-cum from the tip hitting the sheets but Davion looks to him as Rust looks back with his hazel blue color eyes. Looking desperate for it, for his cock, his dominance. Anything!

"........" He whimpers still seeing that look in Davion's eyes but he knew what he was thinking.

'Your not getting off that easy my knight. If you cum..you know what will happen. If you want my heat, or my blood or my cock....behave..'

Rust shook from the hungry look in his eyes but looks down doing as he said while feeling it pulsing again to pull his head back up slowly feeling it slip out. "Haaa...hhhaaaaa.......haaaanmmmm......" He panted slowly shaking as Davion kept fingering him in a agonizing teasing pace but he only begins licking his length slowly trying to please him.

He was trying not to cum but he already was still licking against it as he feels it throb to swell as Rust's eyes widen shaking. However, he gulps to still suck against the side pumping it slowly hearing the slick noises as he did.

His lips were still moving against it but he wanted to make Davion cum. He needed him to let it out. However, he feels the veins that Rust was still stroking him faster trying to make Davion cum. Of course the dragon felt it to look at him again then away.

"Yes Ink I'm going to relax during my vacation. And I'll be sure that Rust relaxes and takes his time too. Yes silly cousin. Anyway, I better go. I have to get ready to fix food later. Yes, we'll eat too. See you later. Alright, bye bye." Davion already goes ahead to end the call then looks to Rust as he was twitching feeling his fingers opening him up again.

"Heh, greedy little Knight. You just can't help it can you? Even when I'm on the phone...." he teased but Rust moans still licking against the side to gasp feeling his fingers push into him slowly while Davion was messing with him again. Damn it. His fingers felt too good and he was bucking his hips against them. But that's all he was getting. If he felt needy and hungry for his dragon, he only would get his fingers. That's it.

"Ahhhh...ahhhhh D...da......v..ion....Dav...ion..." He looked so out of it but he winces feeling him opening his hole that was soaking wet from the last time his fingers were in him. He was twitching and aching inside, he needed him inside again.

"Hmm?"

"Haaaa P..Please....please I..I n..need i..it....please...I w..want it insi..inside again....." he begs pumping his cock slowly as he feels it swelling again within his hands but Davion looks only to smile to already getting close.

"Heh, you seriously want it that badly?" he teased.

"Haaa y..yes....I.." he winces when Davion opens him up again, twitching when he grits his teeth shaking.

"Hmmm..I don't know what you want inside though. I don't know if you mean to tease you by using my tongue......" he said but pushes the fingers in deeper making Rust gasp moaning out. "Or my fingers will be better for you..but I don't know since you didn't say what you want." he chuckled hearing the slick noises as Rust was whimpering.

"Hahhh...hhaaaaa...d..da...nugghh....p..please..I...."

"You want me inside this tight hole of yours again that badly? Heh, you do know what I said before right my knight? Your still..." he pulls him close to look at him. "Being...." he seems to almost kiss Rust who was shaking. "punished!" that's when he slams his fingers on the bundle of nerves to make Rust gasp moaning out drooling.

"Ahhhhh!! W..wait!! Wait, n..not a..again!!" he moans out clawing his sheets but Davion chuckled still teasing his spots all crazy like. He knew he has been so tight or gotten tighter from being messed with this. He hasn't been filled with his dragon cock in so long he was just teasing him now. Even if Rust was a moaning wet mess he still was aching for him.

"I can't give you a reward since you were bad remember? Don't tell me you forgot the last time you acted up I punished you for it. But since you wanna be a brat again....I have to make your punishment twice as strong. So that's your fault for being a naughty treasure. Your only going to get pleasure with my fingers." he said but Rust remembers even if he was moaning with his fingers gripping the sheets. His hole was so sensitive now but he wouldn't fill him since he was misbehaving. That was true.

"Haaaaa haaaa I nugghhhh I....."

"You know what you were doing. You know it...so that's why I'm punishing you again..I'm not going to reward you for being a naughty little treasure." he growls now vigorously slamming his fingers in that Rust screams out ripping the sheets.

"Ahhhhhh!!! N..NOOOO!! DAVION PLEASE, PLEASE L..LET ME CUM! LET ME CUM!! I c..can't take it anymore! My c..cock..I..I need to cum..I wanna be filled with your cock just please!! Please let me cum!!" he begs in tears shaking as Davion was punishing his wet hole. He knew he was wet leaving a mess but Davion keeps on going getting more excited as Rust was screaming his arousal.

"That's it my little treasure...cry out for me. You must feel so close now. Your cock must be aching and begging to cum right?" teasing him, he even lowers a hand to give a slow stroke of Rust's own cock.

"!?" Right away, Rust grabs his arm but he was shaking moaning out with one eye open and the other shut. "N..no don't t..touch i..it...n..not when I'm...." he tries to warn him but tightening up around his fingers.

"What? You said you wanna cum right? So I guess I can let you cum so go ahead..cum..let me see you cum you naughty knight." he growls but Rust panted shaking.

"N..No p..please..please I....I..I'm g..gonna..I'm gonna.....nugghhhaaa!!!" as he warns the dragon, Rust violently came hard as he screams out cumming. Strings of cum hits the sheets as his knight was cumming. Davion saw while he only chuckled seeing him twitching, his body must be so weak and sensitive now.

He panted loudly as he was still cumming but his hole still was squeezing Davion's fingers as he came. Seeing Rust like this was too hot that the dragon already was stroking himself. "Good little treasure......" he teased but he slowly tries to open him up as Rust falls back feeling his body aching for his heat.

"Ahhhhh....ahhhhhh.....mmmmmmm.." 'F..fuck...t..that was a lot more stronger t..than the last time. I'm going crazy h..here...I don't know how much longer I..I can....h..hold out. But my stomach..it still aches...' he felt his hole twitching but he only whines feeling the dragon's fingers. 'ohhhh s..shit..h..his fingers...he's moving them a..again..'

"Mmmmm..mmmmmmm...."

"Just look at you. Your hole is really tight over the last few punishments. Your squeezing down on them so hard you really must be aching for my cock..." Davion said still fingering him slowly but even if he tries to open him up, it was so tight and it felt it was getting tighter. And tighter but so much wetter.

Seeing Rust looking out of it, tears running down his cheeks with drool down his chin. He already was pulling his fingers out seeing them drenched but he even lowers his fingers to stroke his own cock as Rust heard the dragon groan. He was shaking seeing him pumping it as the pre-cum at the tip was leaking now.

"Haaaa.....hhaaaaaa..."

"Is this what you wanted my little treasure? For your dragon to breed you like before? To fill you up?" he teased but he felt so close just seeing how out of it Rust was. He whines only seeing him sit up doing this that he reaches about to touch till Davion growls to suddenly feel hot. "But I can't can I? You said you were going to misbehave so..you have to sit right there and watch..watch your dragon cum right in front of you.." he teased but Rust looks gripping the sheets.

"W..wait..please I...I want it inside. Please y..you can cum inside j..just..." he tries to beg him to claim him again but Davion keeps stroking his cock before his body was right on the edge.

"Fuck...I'm gonna..." As Rust saw, he came right there that his own hot cum hits his chest but Rust was whimpering seeing it being wasted. He wanted that heat inside of him again! Damn it!! Rust could feel the pounding of his demon heart, seeing the dragon's heat spilling but he only sees Davion still cumming but it looked a lot thicker and hotter that Rust gulps drooling.

"Haa....seems it was a lot more thicker than last time...right my knight? Too bad I couldn't cum inside and fill you up like I want.." he said only for Rust to look down but he saw Davion gets close to make him move back till he got trapped. "!?"

"Ah ah ah....don't run. Your dragon is still hungry, my precious treasure.." he said but slowly lowers to being licking his chest but Rust shivers feeling the heat from this dragon's tongue. Damn, he was losing his mind. This was too much even if he was shaking in his handcuffs.

"D..Davion please..I...Ah!?" he felt his nipple taken in his mouth to swirl the tip of his tongue against it while pinching the other. Rust moans out lustfully in want, bucking his hips as he already knew the Dragon was getting hard again. He felt it against his own cock as he grinds against him ever so slowly.

"Nugghhhhnnn!!!" He was still touching and teasing his body, feeling his body aching in worse that he was already panting out aching in pleasure. His body needed his dragon! His need, his desire, it was making Rust lose it!!!

'I c..can't..I can't! I need it..I..I want it. He's been punishing me for a few days now b..but my body is burning. I want t..to be filled up again. I need his cock to f..fuck me. I need it..I need his heat..I want him t..to b..breed me!!!' he screams in his head but Rust lowers his shaking hands on the dragon's back to claw his skin drawing blood. The sweet smell of his blood, it already caused his eyes to turn red again growling in heat and need. Davion felt the nails to feel him push back.

"Hmm? Is something wrong my knight-" As he said that, he was pushed down by Rust and had his wrists but he was sitting on his lap looking down. Davion was quiet but he sees Rust shaking now. His body ached so badly in pleasure, needing his dragon to fill him up again. Anything to ease the heat away.

"Treasure, are you trying to misbehave again?" he asked but Rust slowly panted drooling while his sharp canine fangs were seen. Rust didn't hear his voice but he felt his body pulsing for his nails to cut Davion's skin drawing more blood.

'I c..can't..I..I need it..I want him to fuck me senseless...I...I need...' Rust was panting till he slowly lifts his head to his face but Davion felt himself hard at the sight.

"P..Please..I..I can't t..take it anymore....I can't take any more..I..I need it. My hole is s...so wet, it's aching for your heat......I want you t..to fuck me like the naughty knight I am....I been punished enough s..so please..please fuck me..I need it..I need my hole to be filled with your c...cum....I'll b...be good..I..I'll be a good treasure for you b..but please..please let me have it." he begs but his blond hair was covering one side of his face but one of his eyes looked back at him.

One bloody red eye looking lost in lust and hunger for his dragon. He couldn't take it anymore but he was already panting looking too suggestive for him. He even lifts his destroyer hand to slowly lick the blood off still shaking in need to lick his lips.

"P..Please d..davion.....please m..my dragon....please breed your knight...your kn..knight needs it..he needs you to break him on this fucking bed..so please..please fuck me.." he said begging that he was even grind his hips back to feel his cock against his rear. Davion already see his knight lost it but he grips Rust's hips hearing a gasp from him.

"Rust.." he warns but he didn't listen moaning softly while looking up.

"Please.....please....please f..fuck m..me....fuck m..me....fuck m..me!!"

Davion said nothing but he growls to grip his hips startling Rust who was now forced to lay on top of him. "You seriously are a greedy little thing!" he said grinding against his hole before slamming his cock deeply inside of Rust. Feeling that, Rust screams out gripping Davion's hair hard as he moans feeling his over sensitive hole filled up after so long! It twitched inside as Rust was crying in pleasure. Tightening around him even so suddenly making Davion rake his nails down Rust's back. "Ease up my treasure you gonna make me.." he warns but Rust was shaking dazed.

"S...s...so b..b..b..big...f..fuck your c...cock's t..too b.big..." he moans even if he was tightening around him loving it. He felt amazing inside. 'F..Finally....a..after so long h..he's back inside....it's inside of me again!'

"Fuck, you really are soooooo tight...." he panted but he only tightens his grip on Rust's waist to start slamming up and his hips down, hearing Rust's lustful slutty moans as he takes it.

"Ahhhhhh ahhhhhhh s..so hot..your thick d..dick it's h..hot...it's swelling up inside o..of me.." He lowers to feel the swollen lump in his lower stomach, aching for that burning heat. He needed Davion to cum inside!

"Haaaaa s..so big..so hot...It's t..too good..mmmmmm.." Suddenly Rust started slamming his hips down hard as Davion groans out feeling this. "Haaaa...grrnnnnn...."

"Haaaaaaaaa....aaahhhhhhh mmmmmmm..." 'H..He feels s..so good..it's too good. It's pulsing inside of me. I need him to cum..I want him to cum.....'

Rust was saying in his mind snapping his hips down as he drools moaning out like a girl. Davion feels him biting his neck still bucking his hips. He still didn't stop his hips, knowing Davion was letting him as he was twitching. 'D..davion..c..cum...p..please cum...." he begs.

"You better behave little treasure..I want to-" he stops speaking as Rust slams his hips down more rough drooling with him sitting up. His eyes closed while moaning out drooling. "P..Please...please cu..cum...cum cum cum cum cum please fucking cum!! Give it to me!!" he was begging loudly needing it as Davion grips his thighs before growling out snapping his hips up when his own cock cumming suddenly.

"Ahhhhh!!!!"

Rust's eyes shot open moaning out leaning back as his eyes were hidden by his blond hair. He heard the squelching and squishing noises of his hot heat filling him after so long, his body quaking in pleasure from the oragsm. "Haaaa...hhaaaaaa....O..ohhhh .f..fuck...ohhh f..fuck y..yes..s..so hot...so hot....."

'F..fuck h..he c..came...he finally c..came inside.....it's so thick inside....I'm getting full already..' he thought twitching from the feeling but he didn't know he misbehaved again that Davion growls now hungry for his knight.

"Sneaky little knight.." he heard the heated panting.

"H..Huh?" he feels the grip to look down shaking.

"If you missed it that much, then you better take my cock!" he said now sitting up but forces Rust to slam his hips down hard being filled to the brim with his cock.

"Ahhhhh!!!! Ahhhhhh Y..Yesssss! ahhhh f..fuck yes! I'll d..do what you w..want just please f..fuck me! I've m..missed mmmmm you filling me up inside!!!" He moans now feeling his hole taking it but his toes were curled, being fucked by his dragon. He screams wanting more as Davion growls fucking his knight to bite and kiss his neck. His own dragon teeth sinking into his skin while lapping up the blood.

It felt so good even if the biting stings a bit, hissing in a daze as Rust groans moaning out so loudly for Davion to hear. "Ahhhh Davion f..fuck p..please please....mmmmmmm....." he could hear his knight begging so sweetly for him that he pulls away from his bitten neck to push Rust on his back again. He panting whining to why he did that but feels his cock pull out twitching.

"H..Hey, w..why did you-" Rust felt his hips lifted up to be on his knees. "P..Put it back i..in..I..I'm not...AHHH!!" His eyes were wide feeling his dragon cock slam back inside his already wet and tight hole. He moans out shaking weakly to drool with tears. Davion grips his hips now slamming his hips forward roughly jackhammering against him as Rust was screaming ripping the sheets with his nails digging down into him.

"AHHHHH FUCK!!! FUCK FUCK FUCK Y...YESSSS YESSSS!! FUCK ME! FUCK YOUR SLUTTY KNIGHT!" He begs in a trance but Davion rests his chest on his back panting to feel his own body changing into a dragon to even feel his cock getting bigger leaving a lump down there.

"Haaaa Fuck what a naughty treasure mmmmm....Your so fucking naughty....you've been hungry for this that badly your already cumming. Heh, maybe I should do that more often when your a naughty little thing. Begging like this while I fuck you. Is that want you want? You wanted me this badly?" he growls even licking where he bit him as Rust was crying out shaking.

"Y..Yes! Yes that's w..want I w..want..haaaa I..I missed being full like this..I missed you biting me..I missed you being s..so deep inside of me. I n.need it..I need it so badly!!" he begs that he feels Davion's fingers touch his lips as he feels them slip in as he was sucking on his fingers. "Mfffmmm!!"

"Good to hear...but don't worry, I'll give you want you been hungry for but it seems you learned your lesson. But know this knight...if you misbehave again, I'll do this again..but I'll make sure you will be begging for me. Aching for me..craving for me and me alone....I'll make sure to breed you like the good mate you are. As long as you behave you'll get it but if not.." He licked against his ear. "I'll fuck you till your bloated with my heat. And keep on going till you beg me to break you and this bed. Do you understand me?" he said in a deep lustful tone that Rust shook. The way he spoke, oh he only shook.

"Well?" he asked now clawing his back hearing Rust hiss in pleasure drooling. It stung but felt good like Davion was going to eat him.

"Y...Yes s..sir...Yes, I understand. I..I'll be good just p..please don't keep me waiting any longer...please fuck me as much as you w..want..make me yours...just please...please I ne..need you." Hearing him beg was hot that Davion already looks to him with glowing amber eyes.

"Good boy...I'll be sure to do just that and I'll give you aftercare when we are done..for now....enjoy your punishment!" he growls to start pounding into him as Rust screams drooling feeling the bed shift. The bedboard slamming against the wall as cracks were seen. Rust moans drooling while he was taking it, missing this dragon's hot cock as he was being claimed.

"AHHHHH FUCK Y..YES GIVE IT TO ME, GIVE IT TO ME, GIVE IT T..TO ME! MAKE ME Y..YOURS! BREED M..ME!!" he begs loudly as Davion did just that. He slams his crotch against his rear, even spanking it due to Rust still having his wrists cuffed together but he licked his lips loving the view of his wet heated knight.

"Haaa don't worry my knight, I'll breed you as much as you want...all you need to do is take it like a good boy.." he growls doing that as the room was loud with his moans and slutty voice. Davion would savor this moment all in the while but he will be sure to give after care when they were done.

He was his treasure after all. <3

A few hours later, Davion was now in his humanoid dragon form panting heavily while laying on top of a weak shaky Rust. His treasure still taking in his cock while being given more of his cum while his voice was raspy like after screaming for so long. However, he did as Davion said taking in every bit of cum to the next load after the other.

"Haaaa grrrrrrr...." He keeps growling and panting, slamming his hips down as Rust was already crying in pleasure, drooling while his dragon claims him.

"Seems my treasure is broken so much..your already took so much of my cum your still so tight....but no worries, I'm going to keep giving you a bit more." he growls clawing his sides as Rust whines from it.

"ahhhhhh ahhhhhhhh m..more..g..give m..more....m...make me f..full...fill me up.." he begs that Davion was hearing his lustful weak moans really good that he turns his head to kiss him deeply. He felt his tongue push down into his mouth but Rust only twitched shutting his eyes as he lets him. Even now it still felt so good!!!

He keeps going only for Davion to break the kiss, hearing Rust crying out with eyes closed his tongue still hanging out a little while letting Davion breed him.

"D...davion..I..I'm f..feeling close a..again..." he moans that Davion panted still pounding away.

"Are you? Mmmm good then I'm close too my treasure....I'll give you one more so be sure you take it all." Gripping his hips Davion pounds ruthless into him as Rust screams resting his head on the pillow by him.

"Ahhhhh D..davion!!!!!"

"I know..just a little longer.." he groans still moving as Rust couldn't stop his moans of pleasure. His stomach felt so full with his heated seed but his body ached and was coated in claw marks and bites. He needed him to fill him up so much....it was already aching for it.

Both were lost in the heat, hearing Davion's growls and Rust's moans as their hips clap against one another. The building of heat growing between them as Davion was kissing his neck while Rust screams out feeling his cock throbbing wanting to cum. Even after all that, his body was reaching his limits.

"D..Davion I can't hhaaaaa I'm close! I can't hold it any longer!!"

"Haaa treasure....I'm.." He wanted to cum with Rust as he was already a wet crying mess.

"C..cum t..together..c..cum inside but t..together..I wanna cum together!" He begs as Davion was quickening his hips growling to grip his hips. As Rust felt that point of climax, Davion kissed him as Rust twitched. He yelps to shake feeling his cock cumming on the bed and Davion cumming deep inside of him.

Another load was going in as Rust was letting the dragon kiss him deeply feeling so full. Davion only held him but he was sure to break the kiss panting against Rust's lips.

"Haaaa..hhhhhaaaaaa...s..soo f...full...s..so much..."

"Good treasure...take every drop and don't let it spill..." he said praising him as Rust shook in his arms to get every drop. Both Davion and Rust just remain there for a while when Rust was too weak to move after all that. But it was worth it.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

In a hot soothing bubble bath, Davion was carefully cleaning Rust up but he had his eyes closed. His face was flushed deeply murring from the gentle scrubbing against his skin. True, his demon blood will heal him but Davion was still doing aftercare while he cleans him up. And getting his seed out so he was also clean inside as well but he was careful. He seriously was cute.

"Mfffmmmmrrrrr..." He was almost like a purring relaxed pet smiling a bit but Davion smiled finding him precious to let him soak in the bath to help with his muscles and the sore ness. After he was done, he got Rust one, dries him and puts him in some clothing to let him rest. He held him against his chest while petting his head seeing him asleep.

"Zzzzzz...zzzzzzzz..."

"Heh, cute. Hope I didn't break him too much but...at least he's so freaking cute when he sleeps." He smiled only to kiss the top of his head seeing Rust curl up more in his arms. He hopes Rust sleeps and rests well after this. But it was pretty fun with more in the future to come. For now, he relaxed to enjoy his vacation with his knight.

#IC #silver roses #Drabble/short or long stories #silver butterfly mun #peahen mom #the mansion owner #A punishment worth given part 2 #Rust knight #older Rust #davion #the fractions of NYC #demon-blood-youths #peahen writer

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hannadoolsetnet · 6 years

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: NCT (Band) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Kim Dongyoung | Doyoung/Lee Taeyong Characters: Kim Dongyoung | Doyoung, Lee Taeyong, Moon Taeil Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon, Semi-Public Sex, Blow Jobs, thigh riding, Intercrural Sex, Nipple Piercings Series: Part 4 of Wonderous Fortunes Of Kim Doyoung’s Love Life Summary:

Dongyoung might be a little shit about Taeyong's nipple piercings but it doesn't mean Taeyong doesn't like it.

#fic rec #dotae #dotae smut #nct smut #kim doyoung #lee taeyong #moon taeil #alternate universe

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kjmsupremacist · 3 years

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my type of love is uplifting (doyoung/taeyong)

REQUEST: “Can I request some dotae? I don't have something specific in mind but anything with them taking care of each other would be great~”

requests are OPEN - feel free to send me an ask! (please read my RULES first!)

Characters: Taeyong, Doyoung

Genre: oneshot, fluff, smut, humor, college au, halloween-themed

Warnings: alcohol mentions, boys in skirts ig

Rating: Explicit

Length: 3.7k

Taeyong wants it to be known that he did think this through. He knows when people see them tonight, they’re going to think it was Doyoung’s idea, which it absolutely was not. And it’s not like he and Doyoung try to conform to a heteronormative definition of a relationship, but at the same time, when it comes down to it everyone knows Doyoung wears the pants, so to speak. So it’s only fitting that tonight, Taeyong’s going to be in a skirt.

But it was his idea. Doyoung had wanted to go as an iconic gay couple for Halloween, though Taeyong was quick to point out that 1) there aren’t a lot of those to choose from, and 2) Sailor Moon and Tuxedo Mask are an iconic gay couple because they’re both definitely bisexual.

“You know what I meant,” Doyoung said, rolling his eyes.

“What,” Taeyong asked, “you’re telling me you don’t think I’d make a cute Usagi? In the name of the fucking moon, Doyoung, I will punish you.”

Doyoung had sighed, but he didn’t protest. He already owns a tux, anyway; all he had to do was get a cheap white mask off of Amazon and find a rose. Taeyong had to purchase the entire costume—not that he minded. He had a feeling they’d find a use for it again, anyway.

The costume is comfy, honestly—the top is stretchy and thin, so at least Taeyong won’t be sweating his balls off at the party tonight. The skirt is a little short, sure, but Taeyong is wearing safety shorts. Besides, he’s known as a proud whore, much to his delight, so it’s fitting. He adjusts the tiara on his forehead, turning in the mirror to make sure the backs of his boots line up on his calves.

Doyoung opens his door, mask in hand and red rose tucked into the chest pocket of his jacket. “I’m already overheating,” he complains.

“You only have to keep the jacket on for the pictures,” Taeyong soothes. “Then you can strip for all I care. Actually, I’m encouraging you to do so.”

“You look cute,” Doyoung says, pointedly ignoring this last comment.

“Thank you,” Taeyong replies. “I’ve received word that Ten is going as Sailor Mars. He even bought a wig. Naturally, we’ll have to bicker all night.”

“That should make Johnny happy,” Doyoung snorts. “The Ten-in-a-skirt, not the bickering.”

“He thinks we’re funny, unlike you,” Taeyong says sweetly.

“Is he going as Jadeite?” Doyoung asks.

“I think so,” Taeyong says. “I have a feeling they’re going to try to put a sexy spin on it, though.”

“So Ten will be in fishnets and Johnny will be shirtless, got it,” Doyoung says. “Is that why you were encouraging me to strip? Because that’s cruel. You know no one can compete with him.”

“Hey!” Yuta, their housemate, calls from downstairs. “You guys ready?”

“Yeah!” Taeyong yells back. “Are you?”

“Almost! Come take a shot!”

Yuta and his boyfriend Sicheng, their other housemate, are going as Howl and Sophie, respectively. They had decided this long before Doyoung and Taeyong had settled on a costume when they realized they both have the right color hair—Yuta’s hair is its natural black; Sicheng had recently bleached his hair a platinum-white, and had committed himself to growing it out to end-of-movie-Sophie length. He also has a haircut scheduled for the next day.

Taeyong follows Doyoung out of his room, flicking the light off, and then down the stairs. Yuta and Sicheng are already in the kitchen; Yuta is helping Sicheng zip up his dress. Yuta has the classic white shirt on, but the patterned jacket is still hanging off the back of one of the chairs at the table. Sicheng grins at Taeyong when he sees him.

“I like it,” he says. “You make a good magical girl.”

“Thank you. You make a good strong female protagonist,” Taeyong replies, hopping up onto one of the stools on the breakfast bar and waiting for Doyoung to pour them shots.

“Johnny sent me a picture of him and Ten,” Yuta says, patting Sicheng’s back to let him know he’s done. “He’s got the shirt of his costume completely unbuttoned, and Ten found white fishnets. So basically, they’re going to be insufferable.”

“I knew it,” Doyoung mutters, sliding a couple of shots over to the two of them before handing one to Taeyong. “Absolutely no respect for the occasion.”

“I know,” Yuta laments, smiling. “Cheers.”

A few minutes later, alcohol still burning in his throat, Taeyong finds himself stepping out into the cool night air. It’s a short walk from their house to Johnny and Jaehyun’s frat, but he’s still bundled in a long winter coat. The sliver of his legs that remain unprotected are very cold by the time the four of them reach the front door.

Mark answers the door; he’s dressed as Spiderman, though he has his mask in hand. He grins when he sees them. “Hey,” he says, stepping aside to let them in. “Go hang out upstairs. Some of the guys aren’t here yet, so we can’t do pictures yet.”

“We’re doing those on the roof, yeah?” Yuta asks as Taeyong hangs up his coat in the hallway closet.

“As far as I know.”

Taeyong follows the other three up to the second floor, stepping carefully so the heels of his boots don’t fall off the edge of the stairs. There’s music playing in one of the rooms; a group of guys are already playing flip-cup in the corner opposite the stairs. Jaehyun is among them, dressed as Superman; he’s got his tongue poking out between his lips in concentration.

“Hey, bitch.” Taeyong turns and finds Ten smirking at his side.

“Sailor Mars doesn’t wear stilettos,” Taeyong says.

“This Sailor Mars does.” Ten does a twirl. “I’m hot, right?”

“I think if I agree, your ego is going to bring this entire building down,” Taeyong replies.

Ten just laughs easily, nudging him. “You look cute,” he says. “At least we’re having fun with it, right? You’ll never guess who Jeno and Jaemin went as.”

“Who?” Taeyong asks warily, scanning for the two sophomores.

“Achilles and Patroclus,” Ten says.

Taeyong looks up at the ceiling. “Of course they did,” he says, laughing. “So who are we waiting on?”

“Only everyone,” Ten says, taking a sip out of his Solo cup. Taeyong doesn’t want to ask what’s in it; knowing him it’s the most offensive combination of hard liquor known to man, with only a splash of mixer. “Taeil and Donghyuck got here not too long before you guys did. They’re actually respectable; they went as Jennifer and Needy.”

Taeyong nods. “That’s pretty good,” he agrees. “Who’s who?”

“Donghyuck is Jennifer, obviously,” Ten says. “He’s in the full cheerleader costume and everything.”

“Incredible.”

“I know,” Ten says. “And yeah, all the guys that live here are here, obviously.” Johnny, Jaehyun, Mark, Kunhang. “I know that Kun isn’t here yet for sure,” Ten continues. “Dejun said he’s trying to get some of this project done first. But they should be here soon. And I think Sungchan and Shotaro are on their way.” He pauses. “Oh, and Renjun and Yangyang said they’d be late.”

“What is Kun even working on? It’s the weekend,” Taeyong says.

“God knows. He’s taking an extra class, so I’m not too surprised,” Ten says.

“I’ll never understand him,” Taeyong says.

“Care for a drink?” Taeyong looks up and sees Johnny approaching, holding out a Solo cup.

“What is it?” Taeyong asks, accepting it.

“Punch. I dunno, I just kind of mixed together lemonade and some juice and a bottle of shitty vodka.” Johnny shrugs. “Ten said it tasted like it was for children, so I’m assuming it’s fine. Or I can get you a beer.”

Taeyong takes a swig; it has a bite, but not much. “This is fine, thank you.” He eyes Johnny’s bare chest, realizing it’s shiny. “Did you use oil? Please tell me that’s not for cooking.”

Johnny chuckles. “No, Ten used my hair essence.” He steps back a little to look Taeyong over. “We really should’ve convinced more people to do Sailor Moon,” he says. “We could’ve gotten all the Guardians. We have enough people.”

“I don’t think any of us are worthy of being either Sailor Neptune or Uranus,” Taeyong points out.

“That’s fair,” Johnny agrees. “I think I just would’ve wanted to see Yangyang in a Chibi Moon wig.”

They stand around chatting for a while longer; Doyoung returns to Taeyong’s side. “Did you see Jeno and Jaemin? They’re—”

“Achilles and Patroclus, Ten told me,” Taeyong says, nodding. “Whose idea was it?”

“Jeno’s,” Doyoung says wearily. “He’s so proud of himself.”

“I mean,” Taeyong says, “they fit the concept. They’re both dramatic enough to be in a Greek tragedy.”

Doyoung snorts. “That much is true.” He holds out his hand. “Gimme your cup, I’m headed to the garbage can anyway.” Taeyong passes him the empty cup with a grateful smile.

Soon, the stragglers all arrive (even Kun!) and Johnny is corralling all of them to the roof. They arrange themselves as best they can while Johnny and Mark set up their phones on self-timer. Taeyong goes back to back with Ten, pointing his moon wand at the phones. Doyoung stands next to him, mask on, wilting rose slotted between his index and middle fingers.

It’s chilly up on the roof, but the alcohol has warmed Taeyong, and he’s surrounded by people he loves. He tries not to giggle at the way Johnny and Mark quickly scurry into place right before the flash goes off. Those who value their Instagram feeds huddle around the phones, picking through the photos and demanding retakes. At last, everyone is satisfied and they all file back inside. Doyoung takes Taeyong’s hand as they wait by the door.

“You really do look good,” Doyoung says quietly.

Taeyong smiles. “I know,” he says. “So do you.”

Doyoung does take his jacket off once they’re inside; he disappears briefly downstairs to hang it up so he doesn’t lose it, returning with his sleeves rolled up and the rose tucked into his back pocket instead, his mask pushed up on his forehead.

“May I have this dance?” he asks Taeyong, offering his hand. He has to shout to be heard. Taeyong giggles and accepts, letting Doyoung pull him close.

The night devolves from there, as nights like these are wont to do. Taeyong sees Johnny and Ten all but grinding on each other out of the corner of his eye; Chenle steals Doyoung’s rose and holds it between his teeth, waltzing with Jisung to a Doja Cat song, leaving onlookers in hysterics. Around one in the morning, Doyoung tugs on Taeyong’s arm.

“Let’s go home,” he says.

Taeyong’s happy to agree; his feet are starting to hurt, and the alcohol has run its course and has started to make him feel drowsy. Besides, he wants Doyoung to himself now.

Johnny and Ten have already retreated to Johnny’s room and Mark is nowhere to be found, so they say goodbye to Jaehyun and Kunhang and head downstairs. Doyoung finds their coats, helping Taeyong into his before draping his own over his shoulders and opening the door.

The faint thrum of music persists down the street. They hear cheering and laughter from most of the houses; Taeyong finds himself smiling. Nights like these, as wild as they can get, always bring him a little peace. It’s the element of good, old-fashioned fun, he thinks. They’re young and they’re messy, and it’s exactly how they’re supposed to be.

The slight heel on the boots is giving Taeyong a little bit of a problem in his tipsy and sleepy state. He clutches Doyoung’s arm to keep his balance. Doyoung slows to match his pace, offering his hand.

“Could give you a piggyback ride,” he suggests.

Taeyong shakes his head. “It’s not that serious,” he says.

“It’s a short walk.” Doyoung slows to a stop and crouches in front of Taeyong. “C’mon. I don’t want you to hurt yourself.”

Taeyong smiles and clambers onto his back without argument. “Thank you.”

“Of course,” Doyoung says. Taeyong leans in and kisses the corner of his jaw, which is about as far as he can reach without toppling them. Doyoung walks on steadily. “You tired?” he asks.

“Only a little,” Taeyong replies. “Why, you want something?”

“Maybe,” Doyoung says.

“Anything in particular?” Taeyong presses. “All you have to do is ask.”

“Mm,” Doyoung hums as they stroll up to the front door. “Keep the skirt on?”

Taeyong grins. “Sure.”

Doyoung sets Taeyong down, unlocking the door, and they step inside. The house is warm and quiet. Doyoung turns on the hallway light while Taeyong hangs up his coat.

“Your room or mine?” Taeyong asks.

“Mine,” Doyoung says. “I need to wash my sheets anyway.”

“Dirty sheets, how sexy,” Taeyong says.

“Very funny,” Doyoung says, rolling his eyes. “Go take your makeup off.”

“You don’t want to mess it up yourself?” Taeyong asks as he heads up the stairs.

“No, unless you want glitter in your eyes.”

“Fair point, okay.”

Taeyong wipes off his makeup, dismantling his costume. He pulls the boots off, then the safety shorts. He unbuttons the bodysuit and tugs it off over his head, catching the tiara when it gets knocked askew and placing it on his desk. He steps out of his underwear, too, throwing everything in his hamper. He showered before he left, so after giving himself a cursory once-over in the mirror, he traipses off to Doyoung’s room in nothing other than his little blue skirt.

Doyoung is unbuttoning his shirt. His pants are already hanging over the back of his chair, his briefs slung low on his hips. He glances at Taeyong, giving him a smile when he finds him looking.

“Make yourself comfortable,” he says softly. “I’ll be there in a second.”

Taeyong hops up on Doyoung’s bed, rearranging the pillows to his liking. Doyoung peels the shirt off, balling it up and tossing it towards his laundry basket. He misses, but he just turns to Taeyong, pausing at his dresser to grab the lube.

“Hi, beautiful,” he says quietly as he climbs onto the bed beside him.

Taeyong reaches out and brushes the hair off of his forehead. “C’mere,” he says.

They kiss lazily, Doyoung pressing Taeyong into the pillows. It’s been years of this now, years of kisses, but Taeyong always finds himself falling in love all over again every time Doyoung puts his mouth on his. It feels sweet and right; here in Doyoung’s hands, Taeyong is good. He doesn’t think that will ever stop being true.

Doyoung kisses down Taeyong’s body, hands on his waist. Taeyong watched through half-closed eyes, smiling at the way the moonlight catches on Doyoung’s glossy black hair. He spreads his legs almost subconsciously when Doyoung gets to his stomach. Doyoung flips his skirt up, ghosting a few fingertips over the head of Taeyong’s cock.

“Messy,” he whispers. Taeyong looks down and sees a tiny wet patch on the underside of the skirt.

“Don’t tease,” Taeyong says while Doyoung runs his fingers over his ass and inner thighs. “I’m sleepy, and I want you.”

Doyoung smiles. “Wider,” he says. “Come down a little. Good.”

He opens Taeyong up carefully and efficiently, long fingers nimble and practiced. When he was younger, Taeyong always thought that he wouldn’t be able to find someone who knew how to finger him better than he knew himself, but Doyoung quickly surpassed him within their first few months of dating. He pumps his fingers steadily, curling them just right, his other hand wrapped around Taeyong’s cock. Taeyong whimpers and moans as his body adjusts to the stretch until all that’s left is pleasure, running sweet and hot through his veins.

“I’m ready,” Taeyong hisses insistently after a few minutes go by. He likes Doyoung’s fingers, but he likes his cock more, and he’s getting impatient.

“Don’t want you to be sore tomorrow,” Doyoung says. “We have to clean the house.”

“Ugh,” Taeyong huffs. “I’ll manage.”

Doyoung relents; he pulls his fingers out, reaching for his own cock. Faintly, Taeyong hears the front door open and the soft murmur of voices.

“They’re back,” Doyoung says, shuffling forward on his knees and lining his cock up with Taeyong’s entrance. “Think you can be quiet?”

“I doubt they’ll hear me over their own commotion,” Taeyong says; he can hear footsteps, Yuta’s probably, coming up the stairs, along with the sound of laughter. Doyoung pinches his hip. “Ouch! Yes, I can, as long as you don’t do that again.”

“Good,” Doyoung says, and pushes in.

True to his word, Taeyong does bite back his moans. He can be a little shit to Doyoung’s face all he wants, but he doesn’t want to suffer the embarrassment of Yuta’s teasing tomorrow morning. He lets Doyoung manhandle him a little bit; he takes Taeyong’s ankles and pushes his legs towards his head, straightening them as he brings them together, then leans forward so that Taeyong’s calves rest against one of his shoulders. Doyoung braces one hand up against Taeyong’s shins to anchor himself.

The bed creaks softly; Taeyong is glad that Doyoung’s room is further from Yuta and Sicheng’s. He watches Doyoung fuck him, his hips rolling fluidly, movements firm but gentle; he traces over the line of his jaw, pronounced by the stiffness of the muscle there—Doyoung has his mouth parted just slightly, and he’s panting, soft and rhythmic. The sound is familiar to Taeyong, soothing.

The alcohol has made him drowsy and pliant; the build to his orgasm is steady and lazy. It runs its course; an undercurrent, a consequence of his actions instead of an end goal. He feels it rise in him, the gathering tension. He reaches down past where his skirt is puddled around his waist to wrap his hand around his cock, pumping steadily, in time with Doyoung’s thrusts.

“Taeyong,” Doyoung whispers.

“Doyoung,” Taeyong whispers back, his tongue tripping over the syllables.

“You look pretty,” Doyoung says breathlessly. “You know that? I think you should wear skirts more often.”

Taeyong flushes; he lets his jaw drop open. “Yeah?”

“Not out—not if you don’t want to,” Doyoung says quickly. “But just for me.”

Taeyong smiles faintly, mouth somewhat slack. “I think I could manage that.” Doyoung shifts his hips and Taeyong gasps as starbursts of pleasure spin across his skin. “Doyoung,” he hisses, tightening the hand he has around his cock. “Fuck, ‘m close.”

“Good,” Doyoung replies. “Me, too.”

He lets go of Taeyong’s legs, pushing them to either side so he can get close, bending over Taeyong’s body until they’re aligned, just inches apart. Taeyong lifts his head, meeting Doyoung where he’s started to lean in, kissing him roughly. He can feel Doyoung’s fingers digging into his waist, holding him in place. The bed creaks and Doyoung moans softly into Taeyong’s mouth, and Taeyong lets go, lets himself unravel, trapped between Doyoung’s body and the soft mattress. His hips twitch up into his hands and he comes, messy and hot, against his stomach.

“Oh, fuck,” he mumbles as the pleasure ebbs.

“Felt good?” Doyoung asks, voice tight and strained.

“Mm-hm,” Taeyong replies, reaching up with his clean hand to brush hair from Doyoung’s face. He cups his cheek, gazing up at him with unfocused eyes. “You gonna come?”

“Mm,” Doyoung says, and it’s all the warning Taeyong gets before he feels the heat of Doyoung’s release inside of him. Doyoung hides in the crook of his neck, panting out warm breaths against his skin as he comes down.

To Doyoung’s credit, he doesn’t collapse on top of Taeyong. Instead, he pushes himself up and holds his weight with his arms as he catches his breath. They lie there, just breathing.

“Skirt’s messy now,” Taeyong says, looking down and wrinkling his nose.

“We can wash it,” Doyoung says. “But that’s for tomorrow. I’m gonna pull out, and you should get off the bed quickly so we don’t have any more stains to scrub out.”

“Yeah,” Taeyong says, propping himself up on an elbow.

They successfully get off the bed without harming the sheets. Taeyong peels the skirt off and he and Doyoung hurry to the bathroom. They shower together, scrubbing off the sweat and stickiness of a frat party, and then leave the skirt to soak in the sink of the laundry room. They dry each other’s hair, face-to-face and stifling laughter. It’s not very efficient, but it’s sweet.

Once their hair is no longer dripping, they go back to Taeyong’s room, since his sheets are clean, and snuggle into bed. Doyoung wraps an arm around Taeyong, knocking his forehead against his temple.

“I meant it, that you looked good,” Doyoung says. “It wasn’t just the horniness talking. I swear.”

“Better than Ten?” Taeyong pries.

“Of course better than Ten,” Doyoung scoffs.

Taeyong giggles. “It’s okay if it was just the horniness talking,” he says. “Three years together, and I’m still learning new things you like.”

“I’ll get you another skirt,” Doyoung says. “Something different than that one. It’s cute, but it really does scream Sailor Moon.”

“What kind of skirt, then?” Taeyong asks.

Doyoung jostles him as he pulls him closer. “It’s a secret,” he whispers. Taeyong laughs. “How do you feel about lingerie?”

“I dunno, how do you feel about it?”

“Why do you think I’m asking, dumbass?”

“That’s not a very nice thing to call your loving boyfriend, who is going to be dressing up for you,” Taeyong admonishes him.

“Forgive me,” Doyoung says drily. “So, yes lingerie? No lingerie?”

“Yes,” Taeyong says. “What kind? Or is that going to be a secret, too?”

“Mm-hm,” Doyoung says firmly, kissing his hair.

“Mmkay,” Taeyong agrees, closing his eyes. He likes surprises anyway, and he trusts Doyoung. “Just make sure it’s cute.”

Taeyong doesn’t need to see to know Doyoung is rolling his eyes. “No, I’m going to get you something ugly because that’s how I get off,” he says. “Please have some faith in me. I have good taste! I’m insulted, honestly.”

Taeyong smiles. “I love you,” he says softly.

Doyoung sighs, settling at his side. “I love you, too,” he replies.

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