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ateenie · 3 years ago

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heating up

pairing: seonghwa x reader x yunho

tags: polyteez, f!reader, smut, idk how to tag things anymore, praise kink, aftercare, shower sex

notes: i wasn’t prepared to post anything here for a long time (maybe never?), but someone had gone out of their way to try and track down this fic for them and their friend, and they were so sweet that i couldn’t NOT post it. originally this was posted on my old account, atotheteeny, so if you recognize it then you probably saw it way back then. please let me know if i should include more tags/warnings, i don’t really remember how i used to do this lol

It had been far too long of a day for you, getting stuck in rush hour traffic, and then in the downpour as you walked from the car to the building. And of course you had slipped trying to run to get inside faster, not really hurting anything other than your pride as you climbed back to your feet, completely drenched. All you wanted was to go home to your boys, take a steaming hot shower, and go to bed, but for some reason the world just wanted to flip you off every chance it could. The whole ordeal left you awfully irate, cursing under your breath about everything you came into contact with once you finally got inside.

“Stupid fucking stairs, stupid fucking shoes,” you mumbled grumpily to yourself, now trying to unlock the ‘especially stupid fucking door’ with your ‘really stupid fucking keys’. When the door swung open you almost screamed out in relief, charging inside.

“You okay, baby?” Mingi shut the door behind you while kicked your wet shoes off. He glanced over your appearance, and decided not to make a comment on it based off of the look you gave him.

“Just fuckin’ peachy,” you huffed. He quickly planted a kiss on your cheek, making you swat at him, though without any real intent to push him away. He grinned, going in for another kiss, earning a smile as you pushed at him again.

He followed you to the living room, where the majority of the boys seemed to be. San was curled up next to Hongjoong on the couch, who was on his computer, headphones on while he concentrated deeply on his work. Yeosang waved at you from his spot next to the two, before turning back to the tv. You made a round, giving them all quick greeting kisses, as to not disturb them, but also to get to the shower faster. Just like Mingi, they took one look at you and decided it was better to not say anything.

“I’m going to take a shower,” you announced.

“Ah, Seonghwa just went in,” Mingi called after you as you headed for the bathroom, making you pause. You threw your head back and groaned, eyes closing as you weighed your options.

“Whatever.” You decided, opening your eyes and continuing on your path. The closer you got to the bathroom, the louder the music got. You tried knocking a few times, wanting to give him some semblance of privacy, but he didn’t seem to hear you. So you stuck your head inside, talking over the music. “Hwa? I’m coming in.”

He made a noise of acknowledgment and you stepped into the room, shutting the door behind you. The steam that greeted you was overwhelming at first. You took a deep breath, beginning to peel off your soaked clothes that were now starting to stick uncomfortably to you. As you did, Seonghwa started asking you about your day, seemingly unaware of your intentions to join him. After a few moments of you struggling out of your clothes while venting about how stupid of a day it was, you were finally free.

“Scoot over.” You pulled the curtains back slightly, taking in a startled Seonghwa. A delayed moment later, he made room so you could both stand comfortably inside.

The feeling of hot water finally on your bare skin made you close your eyes and tilt your head back, sighing in bliss. You couldn’t see the way he looked at you, swallowing deeply as he looked you over, eyes falling on your bared neck. After relishing in your moment, you met his gaze, smiling softly now that the water seemed to be washing away the tension from today. You pressed a quick but loving kiss to his parted lips, before turning away to get your hair wet.

“Can you pass me the shampoo?” His eyes trailed down your backside, briefly distracted, then placed the bottle into your waiting hand. The next few minutes went by simply enough, both of you continuing your own routines, you oblivious to the heated looks he was giving you.

It was when you started washing your body that he couldn’t take it anymore, pressing himself to your back and trailing one hand up your stomach to cup your chest. You let out a surprised gasp, body leaning back into him reflexively. “Seon-”

His other hand had found its way between your legs, heat pooling at your core embarrassingly fast. “I’m sorry,” he murmured, not sounding sorry at all, “you’re just too tempting.”

His long fingers made fast work of you, teasing your clit until you were bucking into his touch for more. When he pressed the first one in, you mewled, throwing your head back as he quickly added a second. The hand that had been teasing your breast moved to cover your mouth, making you suddenly aware of how loud you were being.

“Look at you,” he spoke directly into your ear, voice low, full of unspoken promises. His fingers had been working you towards your end for a few minutes now, thrusting and curling and hitting all the right spots. “So needy.”

If it weren’t for his hand on your mouth you would’ve been a begging, whining mess. You felt your orgasm climb, making your legs shake and your hands desperately search for something to hold on to. His fingers sped up just slightly, making a point to hit your sweet spot. And when he pulled his fingers from you, you let out a choked sob, your release so close that it left a painful throb in your core.

He switched his hands, the fingers that had just been inside of you now pushing into your mouth, making you taste yourself. You whined around the digits, but your tongue swirled around them anyways, wanting to please him if it brought you even one step closer your release.

“Good girl,” he praised, and you were suddenly filled again, his other hand pushing two digits inside you right off the bat. The words went straight to your heat, making you even wetter. After you had finished cleaning your slick from his fingers, he took them from your mouth to place them on your chest, teasing your nipple with a sharp pinch.

Again, you could feel your climax building rapidly, and you started working yourself back onto his hand to help chase it. Seonghwa didn’t appreciate you taking matters into your own hands, reprimanding you with a sharp slap to your ass, making you squeak. The sound was drowned out by the music, but the sting made it clear that it had happened, making you suck in a breath.

He once again removed his digits from you, and you began turning to complain only to be met with his hand covering your mouth again. You huffed into his palm, making him tilt his head and smirk at you while you glared back. “Brat.”

If it weren’t for his stupid hand you would’ve cursed at him, but you were quickly distracted by the feel of the tip of his cock pressing against your entrance. Suddenly you were thankful for his stupid hand, as it did a good job at muffling the pathetic whimpers you were making. He took his time filling you, savoring the way you clenched around him with every move he made, his free hand braced itself on the small of your back, pushing down so you were more bent over for him. When he was finally fully inside of you he cursed under his breath, dropping his hand again, taking in the view.

“Seonghwa, please, plea-” your frantic pleading cut short with a moan as he almost completely pulled out, before roughly thrusting back in, making you see stars. His hand wrapped around your throat again, gradually applying pressure as he started a rough pace, keeping all of your whines and mewls trapped.

The music was loud but it didn’t drown out the obscene sound of skin on skin, accentuated further by the water running down both of your bodies. You felt your release creeping up on you again, making you desperate to reach it this time. And of course that’s when the door opened, making you both come to a stuttering stop. Seonghwa’s hand around your throat kept the bubbling whine of frustration at bay, which you were thankful for.

“Sorry, just need some bandaids. San and Wooyoung were wrestling again.” Yunho’s voice cut through the music, but it was still hard to hear him with your heartbeat in your ears.

“Are they okay?” Seonghwa asked, not sounding particularly interested in the answer.

He rolled his hips, making you reach back and did your nails into his thigh. You did not want to play this game, but it didn’t seem like you had a choice. To make matters worse, the hand around your neck fell to your hip, gripping roughly as he slowly started to pull out, leaving you to keep yourself quiet on your own. You shot a glare back at him, which was met with a smug smirk and a quick thrust. Even covering your mouth with your hand couldn’t completely drown out your moan.

“Uh, yeah, they’re fine.” Yunho’s answer was delayed, but he didn’t say anything further. The soft shuffling of him searching could just barely be heard. “San just scraped himself a little, but of course he’s throwing a fit. Where the hell are the bandaids?”

You waited for Seonghwa to reply again, but instead he thrusted shallowly into you, making you gasp. When you look back again, he was watching you, like he was waiting for something. His cockiness was infuriating.

“Bottom shelf of the medicine cabinet,” You huffed out, eyes still locked with his. The corner of his mouth twitched ever so slightly, and he rewarded (or punished?) you with his fingers finding their way back to your clit. You hung your head, eyes squeezed shut in concentration, desperate to keep your voice under control. If this got out to the other boys, there would be a riot.

Yunho saying your name distracted you momentarily- that is, until a certain someone decided it was a great time to pick up the pace. “I didn’t know you were home.”

“Y-yea, I just got home a little while ago,” you wanted to cry, getting more and more frustrated with how this was playing out. You wanted to scream at Yunho to get out, and scream at Seonghwa for teasing you, but all you could manage was a strangled moan.

Yunho fell quiet again, the sounds of him searching stopped as well. “What are you doing..?” He asked suddenly.

“Noth-” You tried to steady your voice, but Seonghwa cut you off with a sharp rut of his hips, and this time you didn’t have the time to stifle the whine.

“Do you want to see?” He asked smugly, already going for the curtain without waiting for an answer. Yunho had found the bandaids it seemed, the box nearly slipping from his grip as his eyes widened, pupils blowing out immediately at the sight. Water dripping from your chest, face twisted beautifully in ecstacy. “Isn’t she perfect? She’s taking me so well.”

And you were. You looked so good, bent over, panting, and desperate. But you weren’t ruined, not yet- and he wanted to ruin you.

“Fuck.” Yunho swore under his breath, eyes glued to you.

“You want to join?” Seonghwa questioned, his hand pulling you up by your throat so your back arched against his chest, baring you completely to Yunho. You mewled at the thought of taking on both of them at once. “I don’t mind sharing.”

There was a brief moment of conflict on his face, and you knew that him staying would be even more dangerous. At the very least San would notice, and throw a fit if he knew something like this was going on without him. But fuck, it was too good to pass up, and the decision was quickly made. He locked the door, all but throwing the box to the side to pull his clothes off as fast as he could manage without tripping himself.

While he freed himself, Seonghwa had gone back to torturing you, alternating between shallow thrusts and teasing your clit with not enough pressure- just enough to get you going, but not enough to finish you off. By the time Yunho stepped into the shower, which was getting a little cramped, you were a heaving wreck. Whines and pleads tumbled from your lips, begging for more, and he swallowed up the noises as his lips met yours in a heated clash.

He quickly dominated your mouth, and you let him, hand falling between the two of you to grasp at his already hardened dick. He hissed, teeth latching on to your bottom lip and biting down hard enough to make you gasp.

While your hand started working its way up and down his length, his fingers trailed down your stomach and pushed Seonghwa’s hand away. He wasted no time giving you the pressure you craved, making you cry out as your head fell to his shoulder. But unlike Seonghwa- who had now put his focus on pounding into you- Yunho didn’t tease you, and quickly brought you to your first orgasm. All you could manage was a broken sob, eyes screwed shut, all of it suddenly becoming too much as you shuddered helplessly through the intense waves of pleasure.

You didn’t even get the chance to come down from your high, both of them being relentless, working you into an oversensitive mess, neither stopping their ministrations. The high pitched moans tumbling from your lips were growing in volume, making Seonghwa grab your hair in his fist.

“Shut her up, will you?” He grunted, pushing your head down to where your hand was working. “Don’t need the whole damn building knowing how good she’s being fucked right now.”

“I’d be more worried about the people in the other room.” Yunho joked lightly, his thumb tapping your bottom lip as he held your gaze. You parted your lips, letting him push himself inside your mouth without much protest. The way he groaned as you swirled your tongue around his shaft made you clench, setting off a chain reaction. Seonghwa bucked his hips harshly, losing his rhythm momentarily before ramming into you even faster, causing you to whine around Yunho.

“Holy shit.” Yunho’s head fell back, both of his hands coming up to hold your head. He thrusted roughly, hitting the back of your throat and holding you there, making you try not to gag. After a moment he resumed fucking your face, holding your hair out of your eyes. “You take us both so well, baby.”

The praise made your eyes flutter shut, focusing more on sucking him off the best you could to please him. One hand wrapped around what you couldn’t reach with your mouth, jerking him while you alternated between bobbing your head and letting him have his way with you.

Behind you Seonghwa started to slow his pace, and you could tell he was nearing his end. When he bent over to bring his hand back to your folds, you pulled yourself off of Yunho, your clit feeling incredibly sensitive as he rolled his fingers over it harshly. He was merciless, uncaring of how you bordered the line of pain and pleasure, just wanting you to finish with him.

And you did, your mouth falling open in a silent scream as your vision went white. Your second orgasm tore through you, making you violently shake as your cunt tensed around him, tears pricking your eyes as the ecstasy overwhelmed you until they overflowed. It was further dragged out by the feeling of him pumping his cum into you, pushing himself in as far as he could while he cursed between uneven breaths.

You were barely given a moment of reprieve when he finally stopped his assault, trying to bring yourself back to the present when Yunho tugged you back to him. You were so focused on one being close, that you didn’t realize the other was too, and you let your jaw fall open again, forcing yourself to stay conscious long enough for him to finish too.

It didn’t take long, as he thrusted deeply into your mouth repeatedly, telling you how good you looked and felt taking his cock. You moaned tiredly around him, relaxing your throat as much as possible for when he inevitably pushed all the way in with a grunt. You swallowed as much as you could, most of it easily pouring down your throat anyways, but some of it spilled out, mixing on your chin with your own spit and tears.

Both of them pulled out from you at the same time, Seonghwa catching you before you collapsed, and turned you to hold you against his chest. He murmured soft words of praise into your ear, grabbing a washcloth and dampening it with the now lukewarm water, before setting on cleaning the mess they made of you.

Yunho watched as he tried to catch his breath, smiling to himself upon recognizing that he had succeeded in his plan to ruin you. They hadn’t just ruined you- they had completely destroyed you. He wasn’t even sure if you were awake at this point, only stirring when Seonghwa passed him the washcloth to clean your thighs. The sight of cum dripping out of your cunt and down your legs was almost enough to get both of them going again, but the fear of them actually fucking you to death overrode that desire.

You twitched from being so incredibly sensitive, tears springing to your eyes again as he tried to be as gentle as possible while cleaning the mess between your legs. There was a knock at the door, and it was then you all realized the playlist had finished, and no one was sure how long ago that happened.

“Uh, guys?” Hongjoong’s voice called out from the other side. The two boys glanced at each other before Yunho stepped out, unlocking the door and peeking his head out. The leader peered inside, seeing you nearly passed out in Seonghwa’s arms before his vision was blocked. “Jesus, she looks even more of a mess than when she got home.” He mumbled under his breath.

“What are they doing in there!?” San yelled from from somewhere behind their leader, sounding like he was getting closer.

“Here are the bandaids.” Yunho grabbed the box off the counter where he had tossed them, shoving them into Joongs hands and shutting the door in his face, locking it just as San started pounding on the door.

When he turned back around, Seonghwa had managed to get you out of the shower, and they both helped dry you off and put you into a clean change of clothes. Yunho carried you out after getting dressed, while Hwa stayed back to finish cleaning up the room.

Upon seeing you curled up in his arms, looking absolutely spent, the room fell silent. San and Wooyoung both went into a fit at the same time, almost beginning to wrestle each other again, but were quickly silenced by Jongho with a firm smack across the back of their heads.

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