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leeha225 · 2 years

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MAGIC FOOD (ONE SHOT)

Lee know × Fem reader

⚠Genre⚠: Fluff, Angst, sweet love, husband material Lee knowwwww! Man who cooks is golden😌should I include smut? 🤔

Synopsis: Y/n a workaholic, has issues with eating, and Lee know seems to be the answer to it.

(A/n: This ff isn't written to hurt anyones feelings or to be taken personally. Just purely based on a fictional approach).

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The clock ticking, silence ringing and the distant city swarm. All seemed to be clouding her brain, as sweat started pooling at her temples. Simple bread toast made her queasy. Picking on her food as nothing seemed to tinkle her taste buds. Pushing away her plate, Y/n leaned back and stared at the ceiling.

Sigh~

Her phone chimed. Byulie, her work bestie texts started flooding her notifications. She is badass to everyone around but a total sweet heart to y/n. How did she befriend her?

"Heyyyyy! Our team has arranged a luncheon this Saturday at this new famous restaurant. I looked it up and it's so classy. Sooooo, I really really REALLY need you to come"

"No can do"

Tossing her phone to the side, y/n ran her fingers through her dark wavy locks. Food really became her enemy. Not to long ago, at first y/n was teased for being a bit plumpy, later her work took a toll on her appetite. Wanting to be perfect, wanting to not disappoint her peers, y/n simply found food an unnecessary waste of time. Still, one needs energy to work. Simply dumping down few bites provided her the strength to work. But this wasn't healthy at all.

Picking up her plate, silently pushing down the toast to the trash. Washing up the only dish, Y/n evaded her study. Continuing her work routine, searching, typing, printing and clarification calls. This went on till 2AM. Finally, sending everything to be done, y/n crashed into her bed. Tire sinking away.

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Skipping breakfast to avoid someone, who might eventually convince her for the luncheon. Grabbing a plain milk carton, Y/n settled at her work desk, stretching out to start her day. Typing continues...

"Y/n-ieee~" Voice cooed softly from the back. Y/n froze, slowly turning to face her friend... Not interested.... Again faced her computer. "You cannot ignore me forever, we literally work for the same company"

"Uh huh" Y/n continued clacking at her keyboard.

"Listen, this luncheon is just to branch out, make more friends-"

"I have you and I'm very much happy" Y/n smiled half hearted at Byulie.

"Not convincing... Look, I know you don't like... Eating. But, sometimes you just need to give some things a try" Byulie whispered. Sound of the copier dissolved her voice completely. Y/n went still.

"•••" Byulie eyed the still sealed carton of plain milk. This girl

"Did you contact the doctor I recommended?"

"I don't have time"

"Then make time... You know what I'm not talking to you... EVER!...Hu" Byulie shot storming off, everyone peeking from their table.

Haizz~

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Packing up her things, Byulie's voice echoed about the luncheon.

'It's just a luncheon. I'll just say that I'm on strict diet'

Better not lose a friend over a simple luncheon. Checking her notifications, she realised that Byulie had blocked y/n. Childish.

Walking out the building, sudden pang of steamed food filled the air. Y/n crinkled her nose and turned to see where it came from. A small stall crowded with people of all ages, laughing all pleased with their food. Shaking her head, y/n made her to the parking space to find her car.

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Saturday morning the alarm blared at 8AM. Y/n sunk into the sheets groaning, patting the side table to find her phone.

Morning routines followed by checking and replying to important mails, freshening up and again going through her mail that she replied earlier. Finally, Y/n stood in front of her closest, debating on whether she should really go. Well yes Byulie is important. Instantly swinging the door open... It hit her. What is the occasion? Is it formal, party or casual. Y/n couldn't ask her friend since she has been.... Blocked. Falling back into her bed with a tiny jump, Y/n wanted to scream.

One last time, going through her closet to find anything that fit all the description. Exactly after 50mins, Y/n found a light yellow dress, simply formal, can also be worn for a party, casual material. Pairing it will tiny shiny earrings, cute bracelet watch and styled her hair that it cascaded over her shoulders, but pinned at the back.

Already 11pm, Y/n quickly wore block heels and set out to get into her car. Searching for the cat restaurant and she instantly got the results. It seemed to be very famous, mainly amongst woman. Y/n scoffed, pulsing her car to come alive. The place wasn't much far from where she lived, just 10mins by car.

Reaching the location, Y/n instantly gasped, the place was loaded with people. Huge trail of cars waiting to get in. Super, second fear of crowded places triggered. After few minutes y/n surprisingly found a parking space. Because of the place being super huge.

Breathe in... Breathe out.

Y/n got out and passed the attached cat cafe, cute furry felines playing and sleeping in their own space. The place made her surprisingly feel at peace.

"Y/n-ieee~" Byulie ran and pounced into a hug. Y/n almost tumbled back.

"Haizz... If you do this one more time I'll block you for sure" Y/n eyed the cats at the same time.

"Fine... Now, you look so pretty, Let's go" Tugging on her arm, both made their way to the restaurant. As much as it was fancy from the outside, their was no words to explain the interiors. Comfortable yet classic wooden design. A huge bar at the far end, people with all satisfied faces enjoying their food.

The company crowd stationed at the inner most tables right where the bar functioned.

"Byulie, I won't drink or eat. I'm going to say that it's a strict diet"

"Your really going to ruin your health at this rate" Settled next to each other as everyone started talking about the projects and personal life. Y/n felt left out, until few people tried striking a conversation but failed.

Everyone ordered various of dishes that y/n hasn't even heard of. The conversations continued when suddenly a waiter boy came over.

"Ma'am, are you sure you don't want to order anything?" Y/n was dumbfounded. The boy kept glancing at the back. Was he new?

"Uh... Yeah" Smiling softly to not hurt his feelings.

"O-okay, Thank you ma'am" Quickly bowing the boy left.

The food started to be served one by one. All 'wow' and clicking of the camera circled. People around seemed so enchanted by the food that she found lacking in her. Yet y/n found everything not so bad, taking out her phone to just go through her progress when-

Everyone started quieting down, the girls all gasped, Y/n still engraved in her phone.

"Good afternoon everyone" A soft sweet voice that seemed both safe and dangerous. Y/n unbothered. "Does the taste meet all of your expectations?"

"Yes, everything tastes amazing" Girls giggled as thet teased.

"Excuse me?" Byulie nudged y/n softly, breaking her away from her phone.

"Sorry what-" Whipping her head to the Man, y/n was stunned. Now she knows why this place was popular among woman. The man who stood in front was literally Gods favorite. Perfect pink lips, sharp nose aligned with two cat like eyes. Hair falling effortlessly over his forehead hooding his gaze. The man stared right into her soul.

"It seems you didn't order anything" He softly spoke like he caressed each word with care.

"Um... I-I'm on a strict diet. But everything here looks good" She said averting her eyes to anywhere but him.

"Thank you. But please do visit again. Your missing out some good food"

"I think since, the chef personally came over to ask. Why don't you try a small portion of his food" Y/n looked at Byulie in betrayal.

"Don't have to force her. But I know something that will suit your taste"

"Do you know my taste?" Y/n blurted out, the man raised eyebrows surprised. Everyone around murmured. The man leaned forward as she stared at her hands. His face just inches away from her ears. Y/n face started burn like fire.

"Try me" He softly said just for her to hear. Immediately the man walked away into the kitchen.

"W-why would you do that? " Y/n shot at Byulie, who continued eating her dish.

"You've been teased girl, your red as this tomato. I'm sure your not thinking straight. So, welcome for helping" Byulie showed her gratitude. Y/n leaned back in her seat, rubbing her hands on her thighs.

Just in minutes, the dish was served, a bowl of nutritious stuff like, vegetables, meat, balance of flour. The dish seemed colorful and personally brought out by the chef, not bad. Even after cooking this his attire seemed to not have a single stain. How does he manage serving everyone without flaw. Staring at the dish, y/n wasn't interested at all. Like 0%. But she can't complain, the man barely knows her and is doing this for the business.

"Thank you" Y/n said waiting for him to leave so she could shove the content, into Byulie's plate.

"I'm sorry. I can't leave till I get your feedback" Unbelievable. Well he wasn't kidding, picking up a spoon, the cold metal felt numbing against her sweaty hands. Scooping up half a spoon, Y/n bit at the end of the spoon, pieces of meet and veggies landing on her taste buds.

Gasp*

Y/n eye's widened at the taste, finally she could feel the flavours. Simple dish but burst of divinity spread through out. Quickly eating everything on the spoon y/n felt like crying.

"How is it?" The man asked softly smiling satisfied that y/n seems to enjoy.

"Perfect and tasteful" She said chuckling, taking another spoon. Byulie shocked more, as she too felt like crying. Finally the girl found her poison. Eyeing the chef and back at her friend. Byulie started cooking up a plan. Smirk~

"Thank you for your feedback" He commented and left peeking at y/n, just before leaving to the kitchen.

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Everyone done with their lunch, slowly the crowd started to leave. Hugs and departs as people started filing out, while y/n enjoyed her cinnamon pineapples.

"Y/n, we're the only ones here" Byulie chuckled, witnessing her friend eat for the very first time.

"Last one" Popping the last sweet spiced pineapple, y/n collected her things to leave. Both walked together and y/n couldn't help but wander her sight to get a final glimpse of the man.

"Your making it obvious"

"W-what?"

"He's right up front" As she said, The chef stood at table filled with young cute girls, devouring their view with him. A pang of jealousy hit when she realised, that she wasn't the only one he approached personally. Looking away y/n dragged Byulie out by her arm.

"Pfft... Vinegar is sour and so are you" Byulie couldn't hold back her laughter. Tying up her long hair into a messy bun, y/n gave her friend a death glare.

"That doesn't even rhyme. Goodbye" Y/n walked away.

"Wait! Y/n I'm happy that you... Came. Plus you've finally found your taste haven't you?" Byulie's eyes glistened. Was she crying?

"Hmm... I'm still working on it"

"Well I see more than just working on it. Anyway let's celebrate. How about coming to the bar once. Next week? Friday?"

"Woah, wait-"

"Friday it is. We don't have anything that day. See you at work. Love yaa" Byulie ran away leaving Y/n dumbfounded. Haizz~

Walking around the corner to her car, something caught her eye that made her immediately stop. The cats from the cafe all sleeping lazy everywhere. But then what really made her freeze was a basket full of tiny kitten encircled, cuddling each sibling to sleep under the warm afternoon sun. Y/n in awe went down to get a better view, lucky her even got a chance to witness on yawn.

"Ohhohoo, aren't you sleepy" She spoke in tiny voice, smiling brightly she observed them for while and stood up to find a figure behind her from the reflection of the cat cafe window. Y/n quickly turned to see the chef.

"You can go in if you want" His hands in the front, squeezed his muscles outlining his frame. The white chef attire didn't help covering his build.

"Um I just had lunch, so. Shouldn't you be in the kitchen?" The man laughed at her words.

"Lunch time is over, we don't start dinner shift till 6. So, I'm free" Was he trying to flirt?

"Is this how you pick up girls?" Y/n blurted.

"Are you jealous if I did?" The man slowly paced forward. To completely end this situation she turned back to see the cats.

"Me being jealous has nothing to do with you. But thank you for the nice meal. Goodbye" Y/n shot and darted over to her car.

"Lee Minho" He called after, she stopped walking to give than a questioning stare.

"What?"

"My name" His lips in a straight line.

"Didn't ask" Y/n got in the car and drove past the man with a devilish smile.

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Their wasn't much work being a Friday. Y/n just arranged her files and materials for better access. Just as Byulie promised, the girl popped out of nowhere to drag her to the bar.

"The day has come~" Byulie all excited played a nice playlist through the car ride. The restaurant was 30mins away and the traffic added a few. Jamming to loud music both laughed, talking and fangirling all the way. Quick change of clothes, Byulie settled with dazzling outfit fitting her demeanour of glam. Picking out an outfit your y/n, her friend settled at a black lacy silk dress, corset, a small dip to show some skin. Worst of all Or best of all is that, the skirt is veryyyyyy short.

"You look f*cking like a Queen" Byulie high already.

"I don't know, I've never-"

"Shush now you have, let's get wasted!!!"

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"You know what, I'm going to get super drunk that the company has to fire me this time" Secret being, only y/n knew was that, Byulie is from a very rich family with their own business. Her father wanting her to know the pain of work, forced her into her fiance's company. Sulking from day one to cause all the trouble to be kicked out and cancel the wedding. But later meeting her new friend, learning from y/n she survived. Still she wants to leave the company and live on her own...But.... "Just because he's good looking doesn't mean I'll stay quite, he's not me type at all, my type is someone like him" Just as y/n was finding a parking space at the restaurant, Byulie's comment made her spot someone, who clearly were to be avoided. Lee Minho stood talking to some guy outside the cat cafe with a box in hand.

"Ooooo~ it's the chef, no wonder" Her friend poking at her shoulder. "Did you contact him later?"

"No"

"Don't lie"

"Help me search for a space to park please"

"Fine. Left, near that tree" Focused on parking. "What is his name again?"

"Lee Minho-" Y/n whipped her head, wide eyes.

"Right, Lee Minho, time to play" Byulie got out all enthusiastic leaving her friend in shock.

"If you do anything funny like last time, I won't be dropping your drunk ass home" Her friend didn't mind, Both walked and not much family crowd were to be seen. Suddenly it seemed like a decent club. The air all hot as everyone were drinking and dancing about.

"What time is it?"

"10"

"No wonder"

Byulie quickly joined the dance after grabbing a glass from the waiter, while y/n settled at the bar counter watching her friend have fun.

"Ma'am How can I help you?"

"Beer please" The bartender popped open a bottle and passed it over. "Thanks" Tagging a nice gulp, surprisingly everything tasted perfect here.

"Y/n come! It's our favorite song!" Byulie dragged her into the crowd and for some reason, maybe it's the alcohol or just the atmosphere, y/n wasn't much worried about the loud, crowded place. Both started swaying to the song. The drunk Meter kept increasing as the duo chugged a few glasses of alcohol. Tired as hell both needed rest.

"I feel so good but I think I might puke" Byulie fell against the couch.

"Seriously?"

"Nah, maybe I will if I keep dancing"

"I'm parched wow" Y/n fanning her hand as she felt like melting right at the spot.

"M-ma'am?" The same waiter from last Saturday came over with a glass of some dark liquid.

"Yes?"

"This is on the house" His hands were trembling is he still scared.

"Thanks"

"Hey where's mine"

"You said you'll puke" Y/n teased. "You can have it if-"

"No! I-its for you" The boy was literally sweating.

"O-okay" Y/n let the dark liquid run over her taste buds and God it was intense. Bitter burning so strong but a sudden surge of ecstasy pulsed through her. Coughing she looked over at Byulie.

"Well how is it?"

"Veryyyyy strong don't try"

"Let's dance- oh excuse me I'll just" Grabbing her mouth Byulie ran towards the womans room. Leaving her friend all alone. Handing over the glass back, y/n made her way to check on Byulie, when someone suddenly grabbed her waist. She tried pushing away, inturn was swiveled around to face the perv. Some hefty dude dirty grinning, started to draw close. Y/n tried pushing away and ducking. Only way is to kick him in the-

Boom, the last thing she saw was the man went flying to the ground. The world spinning and her breathing echoed, music softly faded...

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"You doing great kitten" His honey like sweet teasing voice against her ear, as he was pressed against, taking her from the back. Slowly and sensually as hips moved in harmony. Moans and pants mixed with damp air, creaking of the bed harmonious with the rain pattering. The kept encouraging y/n to bear with his rough thrusts. Y/n started panting hard and looked back to see Lee Minho face sweaty and clearly brimming with Lust.

"Ahhmm~" Did she moan out loud. Eyes wide open in shock, y/n was in an unfamiliar place. A small attic room, simple decoration but cozy aesthetics. Sitting straight up her back felt sore like she were really knocked up. Suddenly the door burst open revealing an half naked Lee Minho. Jaw drop. Defined collar bone, hard pecs that stretched along his body and his chiseled abs. Work of God indeed.

"Like what you see?" He came in with a sinister grin plastered on his perfect face. Y/n couldn't pry to think of what's below those narrow waist. But for some reason her dream seemed real.

"D-Don't own a shirt?" Choosing every word as she lowkey bit her lip.

"Well apparently you do" Looking down at herself, she was wearing an unfamiliar shirt. Waittttttttt

"Did we? Did I? ... Ugh" Y/n buried her face in a pillow groaning.

"I really will if you don't stop making that noise" Y/n immediately sat up straight with a pout.

"I just helped you out of your spoilt clothes. I don't have anything else since this is my resting place between shifts. Not much stuff you see" Magically a glass of orange liquid popped out of nowhere. "Here" Trailing her sight over his veiny hands when it landed on a few fresh bruises.

"T-Thank you... Is your hand okay?" He quickly hid his hand.

"It's nothing, anyway I've made simple breakfast. Wanna join?" Y/n under a spell for his voice nodded without a thought. His shirt was bigger and made her look cute, Minho smiled to himself drawing out a plate. The morning at the restaurant not a single staff or customer, seemed... Silent.

"When do you open?" Y/n asked choosing a table.

"Today a bit late at 11" It was just 8:30...nice.

Placing the food over like pro and he too sat down across from her. Y/n smiled at the food, compliments to the chef really. Without thought with full trust, the girl started to dig in. Flavors hitting her over and over causing a mini party in her mouth.

"It's sooooo good" She exclaimed, sudden thoughts of her dream flashed making her blush.

"Im happy you enjoy my food" Everything from his mouth sounded wrong to her, only makes her more red. "But tell me... Do you have any problem regarding food?" His question made her to stop chewing on the egg.

"W-why?" Y/n felt little.

"Seeing how you reacted the first time we met then, the your friend reacted-"

"Speaking of friend. Where is she?" Y/n tried diverting the conversation.

"A guy picked her up claiming to be her fiance. Don't change the topic"

"Right fiance. I think I should leave" Y/n quietly gathered her things.

"Im sorry if I-"

"It's okay, im just not feeling well" Lee Minho helped out to get her phone as y/n just bursted out in weird clothes into her car and drove home. Reaching her parking space, y/n banged her forehead on the steering softly.

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"Don't even speak of it" Byulie rushed over to work disheveled.

"So you both did it?*

"SHUSH!" Byulie ran away to her work space. Y/n teasing her friend on a Monday morning seemed right to work through the week. Work started to pile up as new projects kept coming in. Back of her mind each time she drove past the restaurant the thought of her actions played.

Did I hurt his feelings?

The week went on with her hectic work life. And another week and another. Almost a month since that incident and not a word for either. Occasionally she would look at his shirt that hung silently in her closet. Still she had no time for that, Y/ns health went downhill as her work hours increased and food hours decreased. Everyone started to worry. Nothing seemed to help her through.

"You know what you need?...his magic" Byulie said but y/n refused. "Fine I'll cook for you"

"You can cook?" Y/n worried about her stomach now.

"Yes... It's horrible... So it's either his or mine, your choice. Horrible or good?"

"Just cook" Y/n didn't want to see the man. Byulie left to destroy the kitchen. Y/n on the other hand didn't mind much and drifted off to dream land.

After an hour, y/n was softly woken up by her friend, who handed her some nice warm congee. Surprisingly it looked edible, the smell bursting with flavor.

"Did you really make this?" She asked shocked.

"Just taste" Y/n took a spoon full and ate, wow the taste was just phenomenal and she very well knew who could do this"

"You didn't cook... Did you? Its-"

"I'm sorry but yes. Also someone is here to see you" Y/n quickly turned to the door. Haggard Lee Minho came in, he looked sad all over, mild stubble layered his jaw line.

"Hey" His now hoarse deep voice filled the space. Byulie slipped out.

"Hey" Y/n sat up, she was too thin than before. Her bones were literally covered by skin, frequent fainting and weakness written all over.

"I'm sorry about last time... I spoke with your friend and y/n i genuinely worry. It hurts seeing you like this and happy to know that my cooking helps you in a way. That night when you were drunk you cried in my arms about the disorder, wanting to be free from it. Wanting to be normal and that you were finally glad to have met me" Y/n took some time digesting his words. "So why don't you accept it. I'll cook for you forever, just don't walk out on me like that" His last line sounded quitter than a whisper. The man who would only be kind to cats finally opened up to her. Tears blurring her gaze as y/n sobbed.

"I don't know what to do. I just don't want to disappoint the people I love. This weak side should not make me seem vulnerable"

"It's not. Your the most strongest I've seen. Please just trust yourself once" Y/n drew in a shaky breathe.

"Okay I'll give you a chance" Cocky made his laugh through the pain.

"I'm very thankful" Choking on her tears, y/n leaped into his arms. He held her close, his forehead pressed to hers.

"Im thankful too" She said softly as they shared their sadness as one.

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Two pair of swollen eyes squinting at their dinner. One curious being, eyeing those two.

"You cry babies" She said snapping a few silent pictures of the new couple.

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After many dates and intimate days, y/n and Minho lived together happily. Y/ns sudden love actions in harmony with the love he showed through his cooking. She changed her hectic profesion to help out in the restaurant. Both ran the place with all success and happiness. Realising that 'The only way to ones heart is through his/her stomach'

Endddddd

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A/n: weird story that I'm cringing over, but yeah hope you guys like it ❤follow for more ✨

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daisykihannie · 29 days

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Hannie's Fic Recs

I plan to update this as I continue reading and falling in love with more works:)

I mostly read angst and/or smut. These angst stories are so fucking beautifully written and captivating. I couldn't stop reading them no matter how blurry the tears made my vision. The smut stories are also very beautifully written. I get so locked into the stories, even the smuttiest ones. Filthy nasty smut, but with a captivating storyline. If you like stories that aren't boring and complacent, read these.

I'm not a hurt/comfort fan. I don't like angsty, gut wrenching, blood curdling painful stories to have a happy ending bc life isn't like that. most of the time in life you don't get a "happily ever after" and I find comfort in accepting the inevitable.

if you're like me, a bit morbid, break your own heart as a form of self harm, find comfort in pain, etc. definitely read these angst recs.

From AO3:

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Key: ☆ - Smut ♡ - Fluff ᗢ - Angst

Heat series; Nails - Ropes - Crown ☆ + heavy ᗢ (Minchan + side Hyunho and Binsung)

opposites attract ☆ + light ᗢ (Minchan)

kiss and cheer up ☆ + light ᗢ (Minsung)

home ☆ + ♡ + ᗢ (ot8 poly)

happy little pill ☆ (Minchansung)

it's only for a little bit, said no one ever ☆ + ♡ ( Han x ot7)

hot n cold ☆ + ᗢ (Minho x Reader)

FIGHT!!! ☆ + Heavy ᗢ (Hyunho)

Prairifire light ☆ + Heavy ᗢ (Minsung)

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a little crazy ᗢ!!! + ☆ + ♡ (my #1 fave) (Minsung)

HELL ᗢ + ♡ (my #2 fave) (Chansung)

Silent ᗢ + ♡ + ☆?? (Minsung)

sadness & cigarette smoke ᗢ + ♡ + ☆ (Minchansung)

maze of memories. ᗢ + ♡ + ☆ (Hyunho)

ruin me ᗢ + ♡ + ☆ (Minsung)

REAPER ᗢ + ♡ (Minsung)

screw loose ᗢ + ☆ (Minsung)

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planetdream · 2 years

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DREAMIE HIII! HOW ARE YOU???

im thinking... HM. i mean a jeongin x chan x reader wouldn't be a bad thing... /hj (i would love to read it, but if you don't want to write that rn that's totally fine!!)

i would say maybe a jeongin smut,, i haven't been able to read many dom jeongin fics lately, i need food ☹️ (also the way you write jeongin is MWAH!!)

also... about that hyunho threesome 👁👁 i'm interested.

please take your time writing dreamie! make sure you take breaks, eat well, and drink water!! i'm excited to see your upcoming work!!! please don't stress yourself out tho, i know it can be pressuring :( but don't worry, take as long as you need! i will read it gladly, no matter how long it takes!!

okay okay,, that's all!! hehe!

p.s: i always forget if the cherry or the demon comes first,, it's a struggle.

— 👹🍒

today was a better day than the last so i’m doing okay :) i hope you’re doing well 🤍🤍

yeah i’m kinda leading towards jeongin but that chan brainrot has been very very strong lately </3

and the hyunho threesome <3<3 nothing but them (and yeonjun 🙄) on my mind constantly tbh… rn most of the thoughts feature jeongin bc why not torture myself a lil bit (so if the fic is a foursome…..)

and yeah trying to be gentle with myself especially rn bc things aren’t going too well (outside of writing lol)… but hopefully i can get back into writing more often again bc i miss it and i have all these thoughts n feelings circulating my head that i’m just . dying to get out. will def take my time 🫶🏾

#[💌] ˚｡⋆#💌 — 👹🍒#and thank youuuu 🤍🤍🤍

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hwangsies · 3 years

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lacuna

(n. a blank space; a missing part)

pairing: lee minho x reader x hwang hyunjin

genre: slice of life, nonidol!au, established poly relationship

warnings:some angst: one fight, reader gets insecure, fluff, smut as in: threesomes (duh), softdom!hyunjin (ish), harddom!minho (ish), sub!reader, degradation, choking, a few booty slaps, praise, spitplay, orgasm denial, fingering, oral (m recieving),mentioned aftercare

4.3 k words,

enjoy <3

Waking up next to a warm body is always nice, but waking up in between two of which you loved so dearly, is nothing but amazing.

Without opening your eyes, you hear the faint noises of singing birds and feel the room being illuminated through the half closed blinds.

A pleasant breeze comes in through the window at which you hum softly to yourself and roll over to your right side.

A strong arm circles your waist and pulls you into a warm, toned chest.

You know it’s minho from the way he smells to the feeling of his chest muscles and his body heat.

By now you could probably identify your boyfriends just by a brush of their hands, which has your heart expanding when you think about it.

Snuggling your nose into the crook of his neck, he hums contently and pulls your chest closer to his.

A few minutes later, you feel a large hand softly caress the curve of your waist and a lingering kiss being pressed onto your naked shoulder.

“you two look so pretty, all tangled up like that” hyunjin hums against your shoulder and you felt goosebumbs forming from the soft vibrations of his voice.

“mhh” minho shuffles a bit before kissing your hairline and looking down at you.

You didn’t even realized you had started smiling until you open your eyes and meet his round orbs.

Loosening your grip on him a little, you turn on your back to see hyunjin propped on his elbow to your left, his blonde hair hanging over his eyes like a curtain when he shifts his gaze from his boyfriend to you.

“morning beautiful” he smiles softly and leans down to peck your lips.

“me too” your brunette boyfriend mumbles in a groggy morning voice, at which hyunjin abandons your lips and leans over to give his boyfriend some attention and affection as well.

You love watching them kiss, they look so peaceful and lovely.

So you don’t interrupt them and just marvel at their sharp jaws and plump lips that are moving against each other languidly.

A devious though pops into your head and of course, you follow it, you move your hands underneath the blankets and search for both of their cocks which just happen to be half hard already.

You fist them, gently rotate your wrists when they break their kiss.

“what do you think you’re doing baby girl?” minho leans down to drop a kiss to your lips as hyunjin mumbles a ‘fuck’ and bucks his hips into your hand.

“hm nothing” you grin before removing your hands.

“lets make some breakfast, yea?” you smile mischievously as you sit up.

Before you can even fully sit up, the blanket covering the three of you gets yanked off the bed and you get tugged down onto the mattress again.

A gasp leaves your lips.

“aw baby, you didn’t think you’d get away with this, did you?” hyunjin chuckles before leaning into your neck to mouth at the sensitive skin there.

“I don’t think she wanted to get away with it at all, babe” minho smirks “isn’t that right baby?” he looks at you.

You bite your lip when hyunjin sucks a bruise into your skin next to the ones that were made last night, his hand wandering over your stomach and in between your legs.

“you better answer minho hyung, baby girl” he mumbles against your cheek before pressing a kiss there, two of his fingers gently toying with your folds.

You look up at minho, he’s on his knees, his cock standing at the sight in front of him; he cocks his brow up expectantly.

“I-“

“you what?” the brunette boy taunts you “you want to be stuffed with our cocks is that it?”

You nod, as you hold back a moan due to hyunjins fingers picking up their pace.

Suddenly a stinging slap is delivered to your inner thigh “ah” you yelp, pressing your legs together but hyunjin pries them apart.

“use your words, you little slut” minho leans forward to wrap his fingers around your neck.

“yes, yes I love your cocks please fuck me” you ramble, feeling your orgasm slowly bubble up in the pit of your stomach as you hold onto the hyunjins bicep.

“you’re close aren’t you?” you can hear the grin that’s lacing hyunjins voice “can feel how that little pussy is fluttering around nothing”

A high pitched whine leaves your lips at his dirty words, screwing your eyes together your throw your head back, feeling how close you’re getting when minho squeezes your neck.

“look at you, fucked out by this little bit that hyunjinnie is giving you?” minho ridicules and you feel blood rushing to your cheeks out of embarrassment but you can’t seem to care too uch because you’re so close you can almost taste it.

“are you gonna cum, baby girl?” hyunjin whispers, you nod and suddenly all friction is gone.

You feel tears prick at your eyes out of frustration as your clit throbs uncomfortably.

Exaggerated whines leave your lips as you watch your blond boyfriend sit up as well, grinning down at you.

Your orgasm fading away “that was mean” you whine.

“aww baby” minho sneers “you don’t know the half of it”

They manhandle you onto all fours, the taller boy infront of you; holding your chin gently and parting your lips with his thumb as he pumps his cock.

Minho delivers a smack to your right ass cheek before plunging a finger inside of you.

You hum around hyunjins finger, looking up at him with big eyes.

“such a pretty baby” he coos, taking his thumb out of your mouth to wipe your spit on your cheek.

A second finger gets pressed into your heat, at which you cry out and drop your head.

“uh-uh” minho warns with another smack on your ass “you better be a good little slut now and suck jinnies cock while I stretch you out for mine” he rasps “got it?”

“yes, yes” you scramble, obediently slacking your jaw for hyunjin.

“that’s it, love” he holds your jaw with one hand and guides himself into your warm mouth with the other.

Profanities leave his lips after a few thrusts.

“good baby?” minho asks his boyfriend, reaching down with his thumb to toy with your clit, making your moan around hyunjins tip.

“fuck yes” he replies, locking a hand around your neck for more leverage.

“tight little mouth can’t take all of my cock hm?” Hyunjin rubs little circles into the skin on your jaw as you suck along his length to the best of your ability.

He’s right, both of your boyfriends are very well endowed; minho being on the thicker and hyunjin more on the longer side.

You pull off of him to cry out for minho “I’m close, baby” you look back at the brunette boy.

“you’re not allowed to cum, whore” you whimper at his statement before he takes a fistful of your hair and tugs on it, removing his fingers from you.

Hyunjin brings your attention back to him by tapping on your cheek “open up babygirl” he grins.

You oblige and open your mouth, obscenely sticking out your tongue before he purses his lips and lets a glob of his spit slowly descend from his lips onto your tongue.

“swallow” he orders, which you do, afterwards sticking your tongue out again.

“good girl” he rubs your cheek affectionately, as you feel minho gripping your hair a little tighter and pressing his thick tip into your soaked cunt.

“fuck” you arch your back involuntarily when he pushes inside, brushing along your gspot as huynjin sits down in front of you, spreading his legs.

“c’mere” he scoots closer to you and you take his length into your hand and start pumping him before sucking on his tip.

“that’s it” the tall boy groans when you moan around him.

“is this what you wanted little slut? Hm?” minho smoothes his hands over your bent down torso.

You groan almost animalistic when he thrusts particularly harsh as you come up for air.

“yes, yes” your moans get high pitched when he reaches around and starts rubbing at your clit vigorously.

Hyunjins groans get louder as well when you cradle his balls in your hand as you gag around him, minho pushing your further down on hyunjins cock with each thrust.

“fuck baby m’gonna cum” hyunjin moans, holding your head in place as he thrusts up into your mouth.

Tears are running down your cheek when he finally spills against the back of your throat, swallowing instinctively and gasping for air.

“please” you cry out, reaching back for minho “please can I cum” you groan.

“yes, babygirl, cum for us” he grunts , it’s the only thing you need to let yourself fall.

Hyunjin holds you up as you shake with the intensity of your high, crying out for the both of them as you dig your nails into the thighs of the boy in front of you.

“shhh” hyunjin coos when you drop onto his stomach, thankful that minho is avoiding your clit and focuses on getting off himself.

“fuck” you hear minho cry out behind you, hyunjin running his fingers through your sweaty hair.

A few pushes of his hips later he looses himself inside of you as well.

“you okay, love?” minho asks when hyunjin manoeuvres you to lie on your back again.

You nod and smile tiredly before he presses his plump lips to yours “I wasn’t to rough?”

“no baby” you chuckle and cup his cheek in your hand “I told you that I would tell you if you are”

“okay” he mumbles and kisses your palm.

“lets get you cleaned up, yea?” hyunjin gently pushes some hair out of your face before doing the same thing to his boyfriend.

“noo” you stretch your arms over your head “lets sleep some more” you close your eyes.

They chuckle, minho runs his hand over your chest pressing a kiss just over your nipple before moving to your stomach and resting his head there.

“how about we take a nice bath and you can sleep there” hyunjin suggests, caressing your hair.

“okay” you yawn.

“I’ll let in the water” hyunjin beams before kissing your lips and his boyfriends head and walking off to the bathroom, of course you check out his little butt as he waddles away.

Minho closes his eyes when you rake your fingers through his slightly sweaty hair, gently scratching at his scalp.

“don’t fall asleep on me” you whisper playfully, making the brunette open one eye.

“you’re one to talk” he grins, sitting up “you fall asleep everywhere”

“what can I say? I’ts a talent” you giggle with him as he gets up from the bed.

“want me to carry you?” he asks, already knowing the answer by the way your eyes light up and you shuffle over to the edge of the bed.

“yes please” you smile, at which he leans down to kiss your lips.

You wrap your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist when he lifts you up.

Off to meet hyunjin in the bathtub.

“we don’t need fruit loops, baby” you frown when minho throws a family sized package of fruit loops into your shopping cart.

“yea we do, it’s a limited offer!” he points at said sign.

“but we have so much cereal at home and you never eat it” you counter.

“yea cause I’m watching my weight, woman” he holds his chest dramatically.

“see? Then why do you buy fruitloops? That’s not gonna help you, do you know how much sugar is in there?” you sigh.

“I’ll eat them with you babe” hyunjin comes up behind you, and you huff defeatedly.

Minho cheers and keeps strolling.

“really?” you look over at the taller boy, who’s draped one arm over your shoulder.

“sorry” he grins before holding up a package of a dozen eggs “found the eggs though” he kisses your cheek before carefully putting them into the cart.

He keeps his arm over your shoulder for a few aisles “remember the two dates we went on before minho moved in with me?” hyunjin chuckles, watching the brown haired boy pick out some wine in the distance.

Thinking back to before either one of you had even met minho.

You met hyunjin when he moved into the apartment next to you, as mentioned you went on two dates with him, only to knock on his door a week later because you thought he was being too loud and minho opened the door.

They were watching the lord of the rings movies and invited you in, the rest being history.

“yea” you grin “why were we so awkward without him?” you reminisce.

“no idea” his plump lips stretch into a smile when watching his boyfriend furrow his brows when reading the etiquette of a wine bottle “I guess he was our missing part”

You hesitantly step into the big empty factory that seemed to be the location, which hyunjin sent you.

The sounds of people yelling and cameras clicking, tell you that you’re in the right place.

“who are you?” a young woman with an in ear piece and and a black blazer suddenly blocks your way.

“uh- I- I’m friends with two of the models” you say, looking up at her since she’s towering over you with her stilettos.

She looks down at the black clipboard in her hands “who exactly?”

“uh- lee minho and hwang hyunjin” you answer.

“alright, come with me” she says walking ahead, you quickly follow her.

“we have to check, a lot of girls come here just to…you know” she turns to you “stalk I guess” she huffs.

“yea, sure” you mumble, being slightly overwhelmed with the situation.

“oo don’t trip over the cables” she points to the ground before opening a big black curtain for you to go through.

“I think they are on the set on the far left right now” she smiles, you thank her before walking through the curtain and slowly making your way to the set that she pointed out.

Immediately you feel out of place, the big bright lights are pointed at the sets and the models.

Some female models walk past you in lingerie and you can’t help but stare after them and notice how you look nothign like them.

“okay 5 minute water break” the director, on the set where you spotted your boyfriends, calls out.

Hyunjin is wearing a black leather jacket and his long blond hair is half up, minho is wearing a white button up with his collar dishevelled and the sleeves rolled up.

“hey baby” minho hugs you before hyunjin does the same.

“you made it” hyunjin smiles, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear.

“you guys look great” you compliment them running your hand over minhos chest.

“thanks baby” minho smiles “can you stay for a while or?”

“hm not really I have to be at work in an hour, why?” you ask.

“oh, its just they have this afterparty later for everyone who worked on this project and we thought about stopping by” hyunjin explains.

You remember them telling you about how big this campaign was when they got casted for it, of course you were super proud but you’re also happy that they’ll be at home more now that its over.

“oh that’s cool, I could cancel my shift and just go to work tomorrow” you offer “if you want me here”

“I don’t think it’ll be that great to be honest baby” minho scrunches his nose “most of these people here seem like no fun”

“yea we were just gonna be in and out, you know out of respect” hyunjin adds.

“oh okay” you shrug “my shift ends at 10 so I guess I’ll be home by 10:30 ish”

“we’re gonna be home by then as well, don’t you think?” hyunjin looks at minho, he nods.

“yea definitely, you could order take out if you’re home first?” minho suggests.

“yea okay” you nod “see you at home then?”

You say your goodbyes and watch them go behind the sets for a wardrobe change before you leave.

There you are, sitting in the boys apartment with takeout on the table, but no boys.

You check the time again, 11:48 pm, maybe they’re on their way right now, you think.

When you check the messages you sent into your groupchat, they still only have one checkmark.

Half an hour later your appetite is gone and you put the takeout into their fridge before taking a shower.

By the time you get out of the shower and get dressed into your pyjamas it is after 1 am, you sigh and get into hyunjins bed, the one you always sleep in because it’s the biggest.

You check your phone again to see that your messages were delivered but without any response, afterwards you make the mistake of scrolling through instagram.

The little story circle on the top of your feed shows minhos profiles picture, you click on it to see both of your boyfriends taking shots and having a good time without you, surrounded by other models.

You feel tears prick at your eyes and the already present anger inside of you bubble up even more.

Sniffling, you slip into your slippers and take your phone charger before turning off all the lights and going over to your own apartment to sleep there.

You feel pathetic for it, but you cry about it, hoping they’ll be too drunk to realise you aren’t in their apartment when they get home.

The next morning you wake up pretty late, you check your phone to see if your boyfriends tried to reach you.

But, to your disappointment, they didn’t.

You shake it off and get out of bed to get some coffee.

However you quickly get reminded of the fact that you barely have anything in this apartment because you’re always next door.

So you just order some because you can’t be bothered to go outside, not with a face this swollen from all the crying.

You pay online and cuddle yourself back into your bed because you still feel like shit.

Your doorbell rings about twenty minutes later and you almost fall out of bed, because coffee!

Opening it, you’re met with the two faces you want to see the least in the world right now.

You’re taken aback for a second before attempting to shut the door on them, but minho holds it open.

“the coffee guy was just here” your eyes fall on your coffee in hyunjins hands as he extends them to you.

“thank you” you say “you can leave now”

“baby-“ minho starts, not moving his hand from your door.

“no baby, I dont want to see you, let go of my door” you do your best to hold back the tears that are starting to creep over your lashline.

“we’re sorry” hyunjin apologizes “we didn’t look at the time-“

“noticed that” you sniffle and give up on closing the door.

“we’re really sorry, love” minho tries to meet your eyes but you look at the ground.

“you could’ve just said that you didn’t want me there” you mumble.

“that’s not it and you know it!” hyunjin interferes “we really just thought it would be boring as hell”

“I don’t know maybe you thought it’d be better to show up there alone than with someone who’s not a model” you snap at them, their faces dropping.

“baby that’s not true-“ hyunjin starts.

“yea why would you think that?” minho asks.

“hm, I don’t know why would I think that? Was it because of my messages that I didn’t get a reply to? Or the fact that I offered to change my shift and you shut me down? Or maybe because of the videos on instagram of you guys taking shots with fucking walmart hadid sisters?”

After you don’t get an answer for a few seconds you speak up again “by the way, take out’s in the fridge” before shutting the door in their face.

The next day you unlock the door to your apartment after your evening shift, you feel like you want to crawl under your blanket and never come back up.

Customers were especially annoying today and you’re still avoiding your boyfriends.

However that was about to change, opening your door, you see candles lit everywhere across the living room and the both of them sitting at your little dinner table.

“what did you do?” you ask in awe as you close your door behind you.

“we want to apologise again” hyunjin hurries to help you take off your jacket.

“we made dinner” minho points at the table where there’s three plates of pasta sitting.

“and we got you flowers” hyunjin leads you towards the table “we took the liberty of choosing a vase”

You pout, looking at the both of them before tears spill onto your cheeks “I only have one vase” you sob, hyunjin hugging you instantly.

“yea you do” minho hugs you from behind “but it’s a nice vase”

“we’re so sorry baby” hyunjin whispers “we never wanted you to feel like an afterthought”

“we’re very happy and very proud to be with you, don’t ever think otherwise” minho mumbles into your hair.

“you guys are stupid” you mutter into hyunjins chest “you should’ve just texted me”

“I know, we should have” minho rubs your arm as hyunjin presses a kiss to your hairline.

“we’re really sorry y/n” minho says softly, letting go of you.

“I know” you wipe at your eyes, letting go of hyunjin as well.

“are we forgiven?” he blond boy runs his fingers through your hair.

“of course”

“good morning sunshine” minho hums into your ear playfully as you wake up from your nap, his arms still securely wrapped around you.

“how long did I sleep?” you look at hyunjin on the other end of the bathtub, massaging one of your feet.

“not too long” minho mumbles, you drop your head on his shoulder again and turn his head towards yours with your hand.

“gimme kiss” you purse your lips and get your desired kiss.

When you look back ahead, hyunjin blows a raspberry against the sole of your feet.

“arghh” you yelp and flinch before laughing “ew jinnie stop”

“why ew? are you saying your feet stink?” minho quips.

“they don’t stink” you giggle when hyunjin repeats his action on the other foot.

“they really don’t “ the blond boy agrees laughingly.

“hey we were thinking about something just now” minho starts “why don’t you move in with us?”

“uhh…” you look up at him “i- I don’t know?”

“think about it” hyunjin chimes in “you’re barely over there and all your stuff is basically here”

“plus rent would be way cheaper for you and us, and we have the spare room” minho adds.

“but that’s your workout room” your eyes flicker between them.

“we’d give it up for you baby” hyunjin grins.

“yea, easily” minho kisses your temple.

“I mean it does sound good but this is such a dude apartment, I’m going to want to decorate; you know that right?” you grin.

Both of them sigh in union “yea”

“oh my god we’re moving in together” you squeal before moving around and slinging your arms around minhos neck.

The water sloshing as minho laughs and runs his hands down your back before you loosen the hug to kiss him.

“I want kisses too” the pout is evident in hyunjins voice.

“and you’ll get them” you grin, turning around to him and crawling over.

“that’s a great sight right here baby” minho groans before delivering a light smack to the part of your butt, that’s sticking out of the water.

You laugh and wiggle your behind for good measure before hyunjin pulls you onto him and presses his lips to yours, squeezing a handful of your ass.

“god I really want to eat you out right now baby” minho bites his lower lip when you lean back against hyunjins chest the way you did with him.

His gaze fixed between your legs before you snap your finger comically to get him to look at your face “ugh, my face is up here?!” you groan ironically at which hyunjin laughs.

“she tastes best like a day or two days after washing though” hyunjin mentions, his arms wrapping around your waist.

“that’s true” minho agrees, winking at you when seeing your shocked expression.

“uhm” you chuckle “what?”

“you taste more like yourself then” hyunjin adds, peppering kisses along your ear shell.

“well, I appreciate it” you respond before giggling “but it does not go both ways”

“oh we know baby” minho laughs “we suck dick too, we know”

After your laughs die down, a few minutes of comfortable silence go by before you speak up.

“I really do appreciate it” you say quietly.

“what baby?” minho asks.

“you know,... you guys appreciating me” you voice.

“aw baby” hyunjin coos, kissing your cheek.

“why wouldn’t we?” minho inquires, a soft smile on his lips.

“I don’t know, there are enough girls out there with boyfriends that don’t really appreciate them. I’m just super lucky I have two that do” you say coyly.

“and you’ll never be one of those girls, we promise” hyunjin responds gently.

“I love you guys so much I hope you know that” you express lovinglyt.

“we love you more baby” minho assures you.

“we do” hyunjin repeats.

…

“so what about that head?”

“ugh babyyy”

“gee y/n way to ruin the moment”

a/n: omg i cant believe i’m posting this the same day i had the idea for it, anyywayyys thank sm for readingg! i hope you liked it!

#idk what to think #some oart of me is like girl this is rushed #but another part is like fhiebfferxuf #okay ill stop #i hope i didnt disappoint #skz #stray kids #skz smut #stray kids smut #poly skz #poly stray kids #poly!hyunho #hyunjin x minho x reader #poly!skz x reader #skz slice of life #hwang hyunjin #lee minho #hyunjin smut #minho smut

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-Tunnel Of Love-

Warnings: pwp, poly relationship, semi-public sex, degradation (name-calling etc.) face fucking, a light slap, praise, fingering, a teensy bit of cum play.

softdom! Hyunjin × fem!Reader × harddom! Minho

Wc: 1.3k

Requested: Yes.

This was a bad idea.

You knew it the moment you got into the ride, sandwiched between your two boyfriends. There was barely any space left, and it meant that you had to lift a leg over Hyunjin's lap to sit comfortably.

As the boat set off, going through the aptly named ‘Tunnel Of Love’, you swallowed and gazed at the pink-tinted water, avoiding eye contact with both of them. The atmosphere was so romantic and sensual that you were surprised neither of them had tried anything yet. It wouldn’t be long though, you were sure of that. Your boyfriends were horndogs who couldn’t keep their hands off you for even a second...and you’d be damned if this was the moment they chose to finally be decent.

Sure enough, soon you felt Hyunjin's fingers on your inner thigh, creeping up and getting closer to your core by the second.

"Jinnie, please..." You whispered, not wanting your other boyfriend to notice.

Too late.

Because as soon as the words left your mouth, Minho took your other leg and pulled it over his lap as well, leaving you spread and wide open.

"I...it's a public place...there could be c-cameras..."

"Do you think I give a single fuck, my little slut? No. You've been a brat all week and this is your punishment."

You whined, looking up at Minho and pouting. "I was not being a brat."

"Oh yes, you were. Every time I tried to work, you would come sit on my lap. You're always parading around in those little shorts, nipples sticking through your shirts, clear as day for us to see. We're not fools, Y/n."

You humphed, the sound turning into a moan as Hyunjin's fingers reached your clothed centre.

"Here we are~ you're so wet already, princess."

You felt humiliation set itself in you further as the boat continued on its journey, knowing it would reach the end soon.

"Please, Jinnie...I'm e-embarrassed...why can't we just do this at home..." you mumbled, staring at Hyunjin imploringly. The man sighed, his finger on your clit pausing its ministrations.

"Princess...you really should listen to Minho. Don't want to make us angry now do you?" He trailed off, tilting his head slightly and leaning in. "You remember your safe word, right?" He whispered, eyes momentarily filled with concern.

You nodded quickly, an evil smirk taking over your features. Minho noticed it, gritting his teeth.

"What a fucking whore." He grabbed your chin, making you face him. "You like being treated like this? A fucktoy that we can take advantage of whenever and wherever we want?"

You whimpered, his intense stare making you falter.

"Y-yes, Master..."

Minho smirked, lightly slapping your cheek. "That's right. Now, be a good girl and open that little fuckhole of yours." He said, slipping his thumb into your mouth sternly.

"I'm going to fuck your throat sore...you won't be able to talk for weeks." He promised, shoving your leg off him. The two men adjusted you, moving you so that you were on all fours across their laps, Minho's straining bulge right in front of your eyes and your ass hovering near Hyunjin's face.

"I'm so glad you decided to wear a skirt today..." Hyunjin purred, his fingers tracing the outline of your pussy folds through your panties.

Thumb flicking over your clit repeatedly, agonizingly slow, Hyunjin used his other hand to clutch your ass, gripping it tightly.

"Get to work." Minho spat harshly, pulling at your hair. You nodded, gulping as you fiddled with his zipper, pulling it down and taking his cock out of his boxers. He was already half hard...you hummed in pleasure as you pressed a kiss to his tip, licking his slit up and down.

Meanwhile, Hyunjin pulled down your panties slowly, groaning under his breath as his eyes landed on the clear strings of fluid connecting your pussy to the fabric.

Running the tip of his fingers through your dripping folds, you keened. Suddenly, Hyunjin's fingers pushed into you, Minho taking the opportunity to shove his cock into your mouth. Almost immediately, he slid his girth so deep down your throat that you struggled to breathe. Focusing on breathing through your nose, you moaned around Minho's length as Hyunjin started thrusting his fingers into you intermittently.

The two of them set their paces, Minho fucking up into your mouth and groaning, his fingers tangled in your hair.

"Oh, fuck...kitten, if it weren't for Hyunjin, I'd fuck you so hard you wouldn't be able to walk ever again. You'd like that, wouldn't you? Staying in my bed forever, being my little cocksleeve..."

You whimpered around his length, the idea appealing to you far more than it should have. Hyunjin noted the way you clenched around his fingers at Minho's words, chuckling at how you'd gotten wetter.

"What a good girl you are for us. I'll reward you well once we get home." Hyunjin breathed, fascinated as he watched your pussy suck on his digits, that were completely coated with your essence.

"I don't think she's deserving of any rewards just yet." Minho growled, clutching your hair and using your mouth rougher, annoyed that you'd stopped due to the overwhelming pleasure Hyunjin was giving you. You relaxed your mouth and let him treat you the way he wanted, the pleasure building up within you as Hyunjin started finger-fucking you with inhuman speed, the slick sounds of your pussy being abused filling the tunnel as the boat moved on languidly.

You couldn't take it anymore...especially as Minho reached his free hand down your back to poke at your anus, finger tracing your rim as he twitched in your mouth.

You came first, choked mewling leaving your mouth as Hyunjin targeted that specific spot inside you- your body shook violently, trembling as his fingers drove into you, riding out your high.

You felt weak, all the energy sapped out of you as Minho bucked his hips up with a strained groan.

"Fuck...ready, kitten?"

He spilled himself into you after a few more thrusts, pulling out before he was done and letting his seed paint your mouth and chin. He sighed in satisfaction, using his thumb to rub his cum into your cheeks. "I think you look the prettiest when you're covered in my cum, baby."

They returned you to your previous position slowly, Minho stroking your hair and kissing your temple, whispering praises into your ear. Hyunjin looked at you fondly. "Who's my good princess? That's right, it's you."

He wiped a drop of cum that was leaking from the corner of your mouth, leaning in to kiss you. If he was bothered by the taste of Minho's essence lingering on your tongue, he didn't show it. Leaning into your ear, he whispered as Minho nuzzled into your neck.

"Can't wait to get home...want to see that pretty ass of yours riding my long cock for hours...'m gonna make you feel so good, my princess."

You swallowed, nodding with excitement as the ride slowly came to a halt. Hyunjin helped you out of the boat, Minho following. The latter wrapped a hand around your waist and smiled at you proudly, ruffling your hair as Hyunjin went to the stand in the corner to buy you some ice-cream.

You hummed under your breath as you waited for him to come back, smiling at your boyfriend.

"Was I too rough?" He asked, worry lacing his tone.

You giggled. "You've been worse." You nudged his shoulder. "Don't worry, I love it."

Hyunjin came running back, three ice-cream cones in his hand, handing two of them to you and Minho as the three of you sat on a park bench.

A few seconds of silence passed as licked your ice-cream, a small frown appearing as you realized the two of them had gone quiet, staring at you with dark eyes.

"What's wrong?"

"Oh, nothing. Just thinking of how good you'd look covered in ice-cream, letting me lick it all off..." Hyunjin licked his lips as Minho rolled his eyes. "Always such a sucker for food play. I think she'd look better covered in our cum."

You sighed and tuned the two of them out as they started bickering, focusing on your ice-cream with a wry smile on your face.

To be honest, you wouldn't have it any other way.

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hongism · 4 years

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glutton - hhj + lmh ft. hjs 18+

➻ pairing: hwang hyunjin x reader x lee minho ft. han jisung ➻ wc: 6k ._. ➻ genre: pwp, smut ➻ rating: 18+, M ➻ warnings: spanking, oral: m and f receiving, ties, thigh riding, humiliation, mirrors, cum play, lots of praise, punishment, double penetration, spit-roasting, hair pulling, pussy slapping, hyunjin tongue piercing, fingering, anal, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, edging, cum eating, cum swallowing, dom/sub themes, soft dom!hyunjin, hard dom!minho, sub!reader, brat!reader, sweat, choking, dirty talk, degradation, sir kink, use of kitten/princess, light bondage, finger sucking, exhibitionism, voyeurism, face-fucking, pain kink, rough sex, creampie, size kink, crying during sex, unprotected sex, safewords/signals, marking, tongue sucking(??), spit as lube, lube, anal fingering, cock-warming, masturbation, oral fixation, big dick hyunho, throat bulging, cumming untouched, spitting/spit play ➻ a/n: nobody talk about how long the warnings are okay? no one say anything. just let me have a moment okay? it’s fine i’m fine everything is fine we’re great just let it happen okay? count the smut tags for a fun time :D

“What do you think you’re doing, princess?”

The voice is cool and smooth, coating the skin around your ear like a sheet of silk, and you try to lean back against the man. He moves out of your way before you get to touch him though, and a small whine slips through your lips. Minho releases a soft chuckle upon hearing the sound. Strong fingers reach up to wrap around the hair close to your scalp, and he yanks your head back with a sharp tug.

“I asked you a question, lovely.” His tone sends shivers down your spine. Bolts of arousal hit your core, and that, coupled with the sensation of Minho tugging at your hair, nearly makes you moan out to the empty air before you.

“N-Nothing,” you respond after a second. Minho isn’t pleased with your answer though, and a quiet growl hits your ears. Minho pushes your head forward, releasing your hair, and you actually do moan this time.

“Nothing, kitten? It didn’t look like nothing.” Minho moves around you, coming into view as he crossed in front of you at last. You lick at your lower lip as he steps into your line of sight. His plain black shirt somehow manages to be both tight and loose at the same time, fabric clinging to his arms and chest like a vice while it hangs more loosely around his hips and waist. You always tell him that he looks best in all black like this, the tight black pants leaving little to the imagination as you drag your gaze over his clothed bulge. Hyunjin is nowhere to be seen, but you know that won’t last long. As soon as he realizes that you and Minho have disappeared from the party downstairs, he’ll be joining you, and that’s when the real fun will start. For now though, you want to test your luck with Minho and see how much he can take before snapping.

The ‘nothing’ in question would be none other than Han Jisung, the host of this very party and the man you were grinding against less than ten minutes ago. You were having quite a bit of fun too, seeing Minho get more and more riled up by your teasing actions until he broke enough to guide you upstairs to an empty bedroom with a forceful hand resting against your back.

Minho leans closer to you all of a sudden, head tilted to the side as he watches your expression with a cold gaze. You lift your chin by instinct, and your lips part a bit in expectation. Minho doesn’t give you what you want though. He laughs a little and lets the fingers you want so desperately trail over his own lips as he thinks. It’s punishment enough as it is, dangling the thing you want so badly in front of your face, but it still isn’t enough for Minho.

“What am I going to do with you, slut? You’d fuck anyone that looked at you. We can’t have that now, can we?” Minho arches a brow in your direction. A smirk tugs at the corner of his lips, lifting one side ever so slightly. The arrogance behind the action makes wetness pool between your legs.

“I don’t see the issue with it, sir.” Your words are borderline dangerous; their teasing lilt crawling under Minho’s skin, and you know you’ve bothered him because of the way his jaw shifts. His eyes flash as he looks at you.

“I’ll show you the issue with it, you whore. So desperate for cock that you’d take it from anyone, is that it? You get off on being a dirty little slut?” Minho moves towards you, head tilting from side to side as he hisses the words. You squeeze your thighs together in attempts to quell the ache between your legs. Minho notices within an instant, and he snakes a hand between your thighs, twisting it to push your legs apart again. “Don’t even think about getting yourself off, slut. Only good girls get what they want.”

“I’ve… I’ve been a good girl, sir,” you counter, blinking up at Minho through fluttering lashes. Your muscles twitch under Minho’s faint touch, and even though he isn’t even touching your core, you could cum from the contact.

“Grinding against another man while your boyfriends are only a few feet away is you being good? Is that what you’re trying to tell me?” Minho slips his hand out from between your thighs and lifts it to your chin. You try to catch his fingers between your lips, but he closes his hand around your throat before you can. Small gasps leave you as he squeezes ever so slightly. With slow and calculated steps, Minho pushes you backward until your back hits the wall. It’s surprisingly cool against your exposed skin; the tanktop covering your torso doesn’t do much to protect you from the chill. “Words, kitten.”

“N-No, sir. I’ve been – I’ve been obedient. Listened to you. Been good for you,” you stammer through the pressure against your neck.

“And yet you were just ready to fuck another man. A fucking slut, if you ask me.”

You want to squeeze your thighs together as another wave of arousal hits you. Minho doesn’t let you do that; instead, he slips his muscular thigh between your legs and presses it flush against your clothed core. Weak whimpers fall from your lips at the sudden pressure. Minho’s hand slips away from your throat and moves off to the side. His attention drifts for only a second, but you take that second to roll your hips forward, core rubbing against the hard muscles of Minho’s thigh. A low growl reverberates through his chest as he jerks his chin back to look at you.

“Hands. Now.” You don’t have time to think before Minho pushes your arms down and holds them behind your back. You didn’t see him pick up a tie at any point, but seeing as you are in some random person’s bedroom, there could be anything here that Minho can use against you. It doesn’t take long for him to wrap the tie around your wrists, binding them together with haste. He doesn’t tie it too tight, just enough for you to not be able to slip out of them or use your hands effectively, and your lips fold into a delicate pout when you realize it. He knows how much you love to touch him. You always have to have your hands on him, touching him and trailing over his body, and he’s just taken that privilege away from you. If you weren’t certain that you’re in trouble before, you most definitely are now.

“S-Sir,” you plea, pout deepening as you writhe against the bonds. Minho leans back with a satisfied grin. His thigh remains between yours, and as his smirk stretches wider, he flexes the muscle against your core.

“Go ahead, slut. Try to get off on my thigh now.”

“Th-This isn’t – ah, M-Minho, this isn’t – isn’t f-fair.” His constant movements against your folds elicit soft gasps from you, and you squirm as he presses harder against your throbbing core. The man above you laughs through his nose and leans closer to your face. His hot breath fans over your lips as he speaks again, this time in a much softer and colder tone.

“You know what else isn’t fair? Grinding against my best friend while I’m several feet away. So if I tell you to ride my fucking thigh, you better do so, slut.” Minho pulls away before you can press your lips against his, and your disappointment comes out in a high-pitched whine.

You brace yourself on the wall as best you can, placing your hands flat against the cold surface. At that moment, you realize that you aren’t against a wall at all, and you shift your head to look. The reflection looking back at you confirms those suspicions. Minho refuses to let your attention stay on the mirror for long. He rolls his hips forward, thigh rubbing harshly against your clothed clit, and you bring your head forward again to look at the man. The angle is awkward with your arms twisted behind your back. Minho has you pinned to the mirror, hands splayed on either side of your head, and your tongue almost throbs at the thought of having his fingers between your lips. That mental image spurs you to rock your hips up against Minho’s thigh. He all but purrs as you begin to obey his commands, a pleased smirk stretching his lips.

You can’t get enough friction like this; his thigh seems so far away despite it being pressed flush against your folds, and no matter how hard you try to chase an orgasm, you can’t manage to do so. Minho watches you struggle with amusement in his eyes. Something tells you that this isn’t the full extent of the punishment he has in mind for you, and you honestly hope it isn’t because there’s at least one more thing you want him to do before he fucks you senseless.

He catches you off-guard after a few minutes of struggling to ride his thigh. Fingers press your lips open, and you moan before he even slips them into your mouth, tongue slipping out to coat his digits in saliva. His hands are a bit damp with sweat, and he tastes salty, but you relish the taste as he pushes his fingers all the way into your mouth. His thumb anchors on your chin, and he gives one shallow thrust into your mouth. You aren’t expecting it when an orgasm crashes over you, and neither is Minho. Your thighs squeeze around his leg, body trembling as you cum, and Minho pulls his fingers out of your mouth. He huffs in annoyance, removing his thigh from between your legs. You nearly slump to the ground thanks to your legs feeling like jelly, but Minho holds you up, hands coming to rest on your biceps.

“I don’t recall giving you permission to cum, princess.”

“I-I’m sorry, sir. I d-didn’t mean to, I promise, I really didn’t mean to. I just – your fingers–” You cut off with a startled yelp as Minho spins you around and presses you facefirst against the mirror. His hands snake around the front of your hips to tug your zipper down, then he yanks your pants to the floor in one motion. A shaky moan escapes you when you realize what’s coming next. You couldn’t be more grateful for an early orgasm as Minho’s rough hands roll over your ass.

The snap of skin against skin resounds. Your ass burns from the impact, the flat of Minho’s hand leaving a stinging sensation across your skin. Another slap comes a second later, and you buck your hips forward, biting down so hard on your lip that you could draw blood. A moan threatens to tumble forth, but if Minho notices how much you’re enjoying the punishment, he’ll stop, so you bite the moans back and take spank after spank until your chest is heaving. Each slap causes your head to spin, thighs pressing together in attempts to spur another orgasm. Minho times each one just far enough apart to make the orgasm dangle just out of reach. A whine must slip out without you noticing because Minho halts his movements to press against you, lips hot on your ear.

“What was that, kitten?”

“No-Nothing, sir.”

Minho exhales against your skin, and you shiver at the touch of his breath. His eyes aren’t on you – at least not directly, because he looks just past you to blink at your reflection in the mirror. Something about the intensity of his stare causes embarrassment to coil in your gut.

“God, look at you. Such a slut for me. You’re practically drooling from getting spanked.” Air hisses through his teeth as he inhales sharply. Fingers trail down your back and cling to the tie around your wrists. Minho yanks you back, a few moans slipping out of you as he does. “Look at yourself while I spank, princess. See how pathetic and needy you are. Desperate little slut.”

You do as asked. Shame burns your neck and cheeks as you watch your own expression. Minho’s hand comes down against the curve of your ass again. Your face contorts, lips parting in a silent moan and brows tightening as you ride out the impact. The sight is so raw and filthy, and you’ll never tell Minho but arousal twists through you. When he brings his hand down to your ass again, you squeeze your thighs together with just enough pressure, and a second orgasm hits. You slump against the mirror as your knees give out. Minho holds you up by your wrists, having no mercy and continuing to spank you until your orgasm passes.

“How can you be such a fucking slut, kitten? Cum untouched because I’m spanking you?” Minho pulls you back against his chest. His lips drag over your jaw, pressing soft kisses against your skin and traveling lower with his next words. “Someone is a glutton for punishment.”

Rather than responding, you twist in Minho’s hold and manage to turn to face him. His lips continue to trail a path of wet kisses down your neck. The sudden gentleness makes you overwhelmingly sensitive, especially as he presses you against the cold mirror. He snakes his hands down to slide between your ass and the chill of the mirror when he hears your startled hiss. His hands massage soft circles into the skin he just spanked. Finally, he kisses you on the lips, and he slips his tongue into your wet cavern after only a second. You revel in the swiftness of his actions, taking his tongue between your teeth and sucking lightly at the muscle. A soft moan leaves you. Minho trails his hands up to pull at the knots of the tie around your wrists. You can wiggle loose this time, and the second you’re free, you throw your arms around Minho’s neck and tangle your fingers in his hair.

“F-Fuck, that’s hot.” The sudden intrusion of a new and somewhat foreign voice causes you to pull off Minho, and you both jerk to see whoever just stepped in. Hyunjin is the first to come into view, although you know it wasn’t his voice that just spoke. He has his hand closed around someone’s collar, and you can’t figure out who it is through the hazy darkness until Hyunjin says his name.

“Don’t get any bright ideas, Sungie.”

Jisung.

Your jaw nearly drops to the floor. Minho releases a throaty chuckle as he glances over your shock. Hyunjin ignores the two of you in favor of pulling Jisung further into the room and locking the door behind him.

“Did you think your punishment was over, princess?” Minho says, his tone sickly sweet against your skin, and a bead of sweat drips from his chin to your shoulder. “He is going to watch every second of this. Watch us fuck you raw and senseless. Claim you as ours. So that you both know who you belong to.”

“I-I–” you swallow around nothing. The situation should be embarrassing and shameful on so many levels, but as you watch Hyunjin situate a chair directly across from the king-sized bed, your core tightens with arousal and heat pools in your gut. You want Jisung to watch them use you and fuck you without mercy. To see you in shambles because of the way they fuck you. You want him to see it all and know that he’s one of the reasons behind it.

Minho’s hands are at your waist and moving lower and lower by the second. You can’t take your eyes off Jisung, too lost in your imagination to focus on anything else. Minho pulls your underwear down first and lets it pool around your ankles, then he stands back up straight to tug your tank top off. Your bra follows soon after, and Minho tosses it at Jisung’s face with a cruel smile.

“That’s all you’re gonna get to touch tonight, Sungie.” You help him pull the clothes clinging to his body off, shirt damp with sweat. It’s harder to get his pants off with his straining cock, but he stops you before you can start pulling them down. “Foot of the bed. Right in front of Jisung.”

You move quickly to follow the command, going to stand in front of the chair Jisung is now perched in. Hyunjin stands beside him with arms crossed over his chest. His dark eyes rake over your naked body as you walk by him, equal parts lust and hunger in them, and the burn of his gaze makes goosebumps rise across your skin. Minho follows you to the bed and sits down on the edge of it. All he does is spread his legs ever so slightly, smirking down at you rather than speaking. Having been with him for so long, you know exactly what he wants.

You fall to your knees in front of his crotch, hands sliding over his still-clothed thighs. You work the button open and tug at the zipper. Your fingers brush over the prominent bulge underneath, and Minho hisses at the contact, hands clenching around the comforter under him. He lifts his hips a bit when you start tugging the pants down. You feel the mattress dip slightly, but it’s not because of Minho; rather, it’s Hyunjin climbing up behind the man, shirt gone and forgotten as he drapes his long arms over Minho’s shoulders and presses soft kisses to the shell of his ear. You hurry to get rid of the rest of Minho’s clothes, eager to put his dick in your mouth. It’s been too long since you had something in your mouth, you miss the heat of Minho’s fingers and tongue, and you only grow more wanton as you watch Hyunjin curl the ball of his tongue piercing over Minho’s ear.

Minho hisses as you yank the band of his underwear over his erection, and his large cock bounces up against his abdomen. The tip already glistens with beads of precum. You don’t waste any more time in wrapping your fingers around the base of his member. When you pull him between your lips, he brings a hand to the back of your head, combing through your locks with a lust-filled gaze on your mouth. You coat the tip of his cock with small licks at first and dribble strings of spit over him so you can pump the remainder of his member with more ease. You certainly can’t fit the entirety of his cock in your mouth, but Minho loves seeing how small you look with his dick stretching your lips wide open as you bop up and down on him.

You work your way up to that though, taking your time in lavishing his length with gentle kisses and licking long stripes up the underside of his cock. You trace each bulging vein with care before swirling your tongue over the weeping slit of his cock. You take as much as you can in one go, managing to get halfway down before he presses against your throat. A small gag slips through and you pull off in haste to take a quick inhale of air before going down on him again.

Minho throws his head back against Hyunjin’s shoulder, hand limp in your hair as you bob up and down on his member. He hits the back of your throat with each thrust. You’re getting more used to the sensation with each passing second and try to take him deeper and deeper until your nose presses against his shaved crotch. You hesitate there for a few seconds, letting your throat squeeze around him, and Minho lets out a choked moan. You blink up at him as you pull up, sure to make a show out of the way his cock pulls at your lips. His breaths are labored and quick already. Hyunjin’s hands work at his nipples, teasing them as he sucks dark marks against Minho’s collarbone. Minho almost looks helpless like this, and that encourages you to continue your ministrations on his member. He always looks so pretty when gasping for breath with stuttering hips. You are determined to get him there in seconds.

When you next drop your lips over his cock, you hollow your cheeks along his length, bobbing up and down on him with haste. Hyunjin’s touches must increase in frequency as well because Minho’s small gasps turn into low moans that resound alongside the lewd noises of your mouth bouncing on his cock. He bucks his hips up into your mouth, forcing his cock further down your throat, and you move with him. His legs are beginning to twitch and jerk, and you know that he’s close to cumming, so you pull off and press your tongue to the tip of his member as you continue to jerk him off with one of your hands. He cums with a prolonged moan. Hot cum spurts over your tongue and chin, and you giggle a bit breathlessly as you watch him twitch under Hyunjin’s incessant touches. Minho recovers from the orgasm quickly though, and he reaches down to cup your chin, collecting the excess cum from your skin onto his fingers. A small whimper falls from your lips as he teases your mouth with the same fingers. He only fucks his fingers into your wet heat once you show him that you haven’t swallowed the cum in your mouth yet.

“Good girl,” he murmurs, thrusting his cum-covered fingers into your mouth with fervor. You suck at his digits, eager to both take his cum and have his fingers in your mouth. He keeps his fingers there as he stands up on sturdy legs, and Hyunjin is forced to pull off him as he moves. Minho shifts you so that you can see Jisung out the corner of your eye, and honestly, you had forgotten that he was there because he’s been so quiet. Minho pries your mouth open a little wider, keeping his fingers where they are, then leans down to add a dribbling of spit to the mess of cum and saliva in your mouth. “Swallow.”

As his fingers slip out, you close your lips and swallow the mixture, wincing a little as it burns a path down your throat. You drop your jaw once it’s down to show Minho that you did as asked. Jisung squirms in the chair next to you. You can see the bulge of his erection in his pants but he doesn’t do anything about it as Minho pulls you to your feet and lifts you onto the bed. Hyunjin is there to greet you, antsy hands rushing to run all over your body. Your lips meet in a clash of spit and teeth. Hyunjin slips his tongue between your lips, and you rush to latch onto the muscle. The metal bead brushes against your teeth, warm from the heat of his mouth, and you suck on his wet muscle. The action draws a moan from him, one that vibrates against your mouth. Minho is a talented kisser, yes, but kissing Hyunjin never gets old, especially when he gets more vocal and puts that piercing to use.

Unfortunately, you don’t get to kiss him for long because Minho tugs you back a bit. Hyunjin releases a huff of air as you detach, then climbs off the bed to shed the rest of his clothes with haste. You brace yourself for the touch of Minho’s fingers against your folds, but instead, something much more wet hits you. You nearly squeal as Minho latches onto your hips and tugs you back. All of a sudden, you are perched over his pretty face, and his glinting eyes look up at you unblinking and intense. The lower half of his face is shrouded by your crotch and thighs. When another wet sensation drags over your folds, you release a weak whimper. You’re already sensitive from two orgasms, but you know Minho won’t let you off his face until you’ve had at least two more.

Hyunjin pulls your attention back to him with his long fingers. They trail over your chin and pull you lower and lower until you’re face to face with Hyunjin’s now-exposed cock. He’s a bit longer than Minho, who is already impressive in length as it is, but a tad on the slimmer side. You tease the corners of your mouth as you look over his member, eager to wrap your lips around him.

“Fuck, can’t wait to fuck your pretty little mouth, kitten,” Hyunjin groans. He teases your lips with the tip of his cock, smearing dribbles of precum over your skin. “See my big cock bulge in your tiny throat like always, yeah?”

You can only manage a hasty nod; the sensation of Minho’s tongue between your folds clouds all coherent thought.

“Safeword, princess?” Hyunjin asks. He brings a hand down to cup your chin and forces you to look him in the eye.

“Three taps on the thigh if I can’t breathe, six if I need you to stop.”

“Good girl,” he coos with a gentle smile. Hyunjin pushes into your wet heat with one quick thrust. He easily hits the back of your throat without bottoming out, and he stops there for the time being. A hand wraps around your hair, and Hyunjin steadies his grip before giving a shallow thrust into your mouth. You moan around his member, letting your jaw go slack as he starts to fuck into you slowly. Minho’s tongue continues to work magic between your legs. He snakes the muscle down lower to tease your hole a few times then fucks his tongue into you without warning. Again you moan around Hyunjin’s cock, but this time, the action urges Hyunjin to bury himself further in your throat. The strain is intense and painful for a few seconds. You worry that it won’t pass, ready to bring up a hand to Hyunjin’s thigh, but he shifts the angle, and all of a sudden, he’s sliding against your tight throat without any pain on your end.

A sharp stinging sensation blossoms over your core, and your gut nearly convulsed from the sudden blinding pleasure. You don’t realize what Minho is up to until he repeats the motions, slapping the flat of his hand against your clit as his tongue fucks in and out of you. Your moans are lewd and frequent, the only thing holding them back is Hyunjin’s cock rubbing against your throat. The next slap to your clit sends you over the edge a third time, and your thighs tremble around Minho’s head as he refuses to let up, fingers spanking against your overstimulated and sensitive clit until he’s satisfied. Hyunjin pulls out of your mouth with haste as he sees you cumming, letting you take several gasps of air to recover from the intense pleasure. When he pushes back into your mouth, you can barely hold yourself up, muscles weak and shaky already.

Two fingers push into your cunt alongside Minho’s tongue. He makes quick work of scissoring you open like that, dragging his wet muscle between those fingers every time he stretches you open. That doesn’t last as long as you want it to, and Minho’s fingers leave your heat to travel elsewhere. If you could gasp, you would, but Hyunjin is still keeping your mouth preoccupied. Minho traces over your puckered hole with his index finger, humming against your core as he pushes into the tight ring. He moves with gentle and slow motions and hesitates each time your hole tightens around his digit. You know he’s prepping you in advance for Hyunjin – Minho has never been one to particularly enjoy anal – and you’re grateful that he’s going ahead with it while eating you out because you can distract yourself from the lack of lube.

He manages to slip a second finger in with relative ease, fingers slick with spit and your juices. Hyunjin’s thrusts slow in pace, and he pauses to let you catch your breath again as Minho fucks his fingers into your ass. You whine at the empty sensation in your mouth and reach for Hyunjin’s glistening member, but he pushes your hand down before you can catch hold of him.

“Let Min work you open a bit, baby girl. I gotta make sure you breathe properly during this, okay?” Hyunjin thumbs over your chin again, caving as you catch one of his long fingers between your lips. You suck at it with fervor, and a pleased hum leaves you when he adds two more fingers to your mouth. He pumps his cock with his free hand, keeping close to your face while you suck on his fingers. “You’re doing so well, princess. Fuck, look how well you’re taking Min’s fingers.”

The quiet praises send shocks of pleasure through you. You’re certain that you could cum again like this, especially if Hyunjin praises you any more, but he doesn’t, and Minho pulls his mouth off you unexpectedly. You whine around Hyunjin’s fingers at the sudden loss of contact. Minho pays you no mind as he slips out from under your body and kneels behind you, pulling you up by the hips. Hyunjin tugs his fingers out of your mouth as Minho teases your folds with the head fo his cock. He’s warm when he pushes into you. The stretch of his large member is painless; he prepped you well for it, and when he starts thrusting in and out of you, you release a chorus of moans. Hyunjin returns to your mouth, dragging a finger over your swollen lips before muffling your moans with his cock.

He’s already close when he starts fucking back into your mouth, so he doesn’t last long. He pulls out after a handful of thrusts and jerks himself to completion, hot strands of cum coating your open mouth and face. A few bits of cum dribble to the bed, but Hyunjin is quick to scoop them up and smear them over your neck. He purrs as he looks down at you, admiring you like you’re a work of art he just created, then he gathers the white strands and pushes them into your mouth. He doesn’t stop until he’s gotten every last drop, and you just wait for him to finish his work. Hyunjin bends down to capture your lips in a hot kiss before you swallow his load. His tongue swirls over yours, pushing the cum around so it coats every last bit of your mouth. Long fingers close around your throat as he kisses you, and you moan at the slight squeeze he gives to your skin.

You don’t even realize it, but the overwhelming pleasure from Minho’s thrusts and Hyunjin’s worship in your mouth causes something in you to snap. Hyunjin is the first to notice the tears streaming down your cheeks, bringing his hand off your throat to wipe them away with a furrowed brow.

“Kitten, are you in pain?”

You shake your head almost instantly so that Minho doesn’t slow his thrusts.

“F-Feels so – so good, s-sir. Feels so good. I-I – fuck, I c-can’t–” You cut off with a loud whine, and Hyunjin shushes you with a soft kiss. He continues to pepper your skin with similar kisses while you babble, pleasure clouding your thoughts. “So big, s-sir is so big. Feels so – so good, Jinnie.”

“I know, baby, I know.” Hyunjin exchanges a glance with the man behind you. Minho’s thrusts halt out of the blue, and the warmth in your cunt disappears as he pulls out. Before you have time to complain, Minho is pulling you over his body as he falls back into a reclining position. You let him position you, too weak from the pleasure and lust to do more than move your legs over his hips. He doesn’t fuck back into you yet though, and Hyunjin disappears to move behind you. You inhale sharply as the taller man suddenly prods at your ass, hands splayed over your skin and pushing your cheeks apart. He enters you slowly, hissing as your tight hole swallows him up. Minho whispers soft praises into your ear as you take Hyunjin deeper and deeper until he’s fully sheathed in you.

“You’re doing so well, kitten. Such a good little girl for us, no?” Minho murmurs against your skin, and you instinctively nod along to his words. Hyunjin doesn’t move, remaining still in your ass for what feels like hours. The burning sting subsides and leaves you desperate for movement, but Hyunjin still doesn’t start thrusting. Minho guides his cock back to your folds, pressing just the tip in, and he watches you expression with intense scrutiny. You can’t focus on his gaze as he continues to push into you.

No matter how many times the three of you do this, you always feel like you’re being split in two when they both penetrate you. The pain is unimaginable, but you grin and bear it because the pleasure it gives you after is the best pleasure you’ve ever had. Minho finally bottoms out, and a small hiss whistles through his gritted teeth when your walls squeeze tight around his cock.

“P-Please move,” you whisper, cracking an eye open to gauge Minho’s expression. As soon as he hears your permission, the glint in his eyes settles back into lust, and his hips buck against yours. Hyunjin moves in time with Minho. His cock slides in and out of you, and each thrust leaves you with a pleasant burn that has you moaning between the two men. Minho’s hands linger on your hips as he fucks you, guiding you against his dick.

It’s a miracle that you keep it together as long as you do, but the barrage of pleasure is too much to handle. A final orgasm hits you with more force than the last ones. It fills your entire body with warmth, gaze going fuzzy as Minho and Hyunjin fuck you through it. Hyunjin is next to cum, and he buries himself deep in your ass before cumming into you with a groan. Minho continues to chase his orgasm, thrusting up into you wildly as Hyunjin huffs above you. You squeeze your velvet walls around his cock in efforts to bring him over the edge quicker. It works like a charm; moments later, Minho’s hips still, and he cums in you. He releases a shaky exhale, hands maintaining a tight grip on your hips as you slump against his chest.

The exhaustion settles in quickly. Even when Hyunjin pulls out of you, you feel warm, and Minho doesn’t move either, cock and cum still deep in you. You drop your head to his chest and glance over to where Jisung still sits. His jaw is dropped a bit, shock evident on his features, but one quick glance down at his pants shows you that he enjoyed himself a bit too much and came all over his stomach.

“We’ll be using your shower then, Sungie,” Hyunjin announces, rolling off the bed with a content sigh. Minho laughs through his nose, and the air causes small goosebumps to rise over your skin. He sits up with you still on his softening cock. You latch onto him, arms draping over his shoulders before he can even think about pulling out of you, and he pulls the two of you off the bed to follow Hyunjin into the bathroom. Over Minho’s shoulder, you can see Jisung’s still-shocked expression of disbelief. He recovers just before Minho closes the bathroom door behind the two of you and calls out to you with a shaky but clear tone.

“W-We’re gonna do this again sometime, right?”

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