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Perv!Yungi x 9th fem!member!reader

Summary: Coming back from a photoshoot, you know an inevitable battle is waiting for you…and you'd be the victim.

Word count: 4.1K (sorry i wrote too much again)

(read YH – Dance Practice and MG – Deal with it first)

9th member AU

When you went back to the dorm, Yunho was already waiting for you in the living room, scrolling through his phone. His gaze flicked up towards the entrance hall when the sound of the front door opened. His eyes immediately locked on Mingi whose hand on the small of your back, a silent statement of claim.

"Finally back?" He said, trying to suppress the jealousness.

"Yeah…we–" your words were stopped by Mingi suddenly.

"Yeah, had a little talk with y/n before we left." Mingi tightened the grip on your waist, your whole body tense. You nervously shot him a glance, cursing mentally. You knew Mingi was touching Yunho's nerves.

"Yah?What did you talk about?"

"Oh just–"

"Oh, just some... interesting things that happened, you know." Mingi cut you off again. His tone was casual, yet there was a hint of amusement in his voice.

"Interesting things?" Yunho repeated, his voice laced with sarcasm while he took a step forward.

"Yeah, very interesting."

The air was thick with tension, the energy between the three of you almost crackling with electricity. Yunho's eyes remained fixated on where Mingi's hand was resting, his jealousy turning into anger as he saw the smug expression on Mingi's face.

"Something wrong?" Mingi feigned innocence, knowing damn well what he was doing.

"No…no…" Yunho took a step forward, his gaze tracing down the red mark on your neck. His fingertips slightly skimmed over it with a hint of possessiveness. "Your makeup is not removed cleanly y/n..."

Your pulse quickened as Yunho's fingers ghosted over the mark on your neck, the gentle gesture sending a shiver down your spine. He knew what that mark meant, he knew what Mingi had done, and his touch was a silent claim, a reminder that he was the one who had put it there.

"ah…hmm…yeah…" You managed to say, but no words came out. You could almost hear the jealousy in his voice, see the anger in his eyes as he looked at the mark.

Mingi's smile faded slightly as he saw Yunho's reaction, his hand resting on your waist still.

"Looks pretty good to me," Mingi said, his voice low as he looked at the mark on your neck.

Yunho's eyes flicked to Mingi, the anger and jealousy evident in his gaze. "Yeah," he said through clenched teeth. "Looks really good."

The atmosphere in the room was thick with tension as Yunho and Mingi exchanged a silent glance. Your brain was a mess. You were caught between them, torn between the two, wanting to diffuse the situation, yet unable to find the words.

Yunho's eyes returned to the mark, his jaw clenched as he fought back the wave of jealousy and anger that washed over him. "Looks like you had a fun time."

"Definitely had a good time." Mingi replied, his hand on your waist moving gently, caressing your skin beneath your shirt.

"You're not exactly being subtle with that mark," Yunho said through clenched teeth, his eyes boring into the red mark on your neck.

Mingi just shrugged. "I don't have the need to be subtle. And neither do you, apparently." He pointed out, glancing at the numerous scratch marks on Yunho's arms and back.

"Those are different." Yunho's eyes widened for a moment, but quickly composed himself.

"Are they? They look the same to me."

Yunho just nodded his head, his tongue pressing against the wall of his mouth. His hand traced down to your stomach, lower and lower, until stopped at your clothed clit. Your breath hitched in your throat as Yunho's hand moved down, your body reacting involuntarily to the touch. It was as if he was trying to make a point, to claim you in front of Mingi.

"Hey." Mingi's hand tensed on your waist as he felt Yunho's hand move downward, a warning. "Don't."

But Yunho ignored him, he palmed his large hand to cup your clothed clit. A soft whimper left your lips as he started to grind against it. "I guess this little cunt is full of someone's cum, huh, Y/N?"

Your eyes widened at his words, your face flushing red and your body tense. Mingi's grip on your waist tightened. "Watch it." But Yunho was too riled up to care. His gaze remained on your face. "Yeah, probably."

Mingi's hand slid up to your jaw, turning your head to look at him. "Look at me, princess." His thumb traced your lips, a possessive look in his gaze. "Don't pay attention to him."

"Don't pay attention to me?" Yunho repeated incredulously. Mingi ignored him but crashed his lips on yours, claiming you into a hungry kiss while sneaking a challenge glance at Yunho.

"Mmph…!"

"She's mine," Yunho blurted out, forcefully tugging back Mingi's collar. A pang of longing creeped in as their touch left at the same time.

Mingi chuckled at the statement. "Is she now?"

"Damn right, she is," Yunho replied firmly, pulling you behind him and gripping your wrist tightly.

Mingi raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. "I don't see your name written on her anywhere, dude."

"Don't need my name on her for it to be true"

Mingi chuckled again, his smirk widening into a smug grin. "No, but I bet I can make her say my name tonight."

"Like hell you will."

"Oh, I will. I'll make her scream it." Mingi took a step forward, closing the distance between them.

"In your dreams."

"We'll see about that."

Mingi suddenly grabbed your shirt, tugging you away from Yunho's grip. He wrapped his arm around your waist, benting you down as he leaned down to bite hard on your collarbone. A yelp of pain-pleasure slipped past your lips as Mingi's teeth nipped at your collarbone, the red marks turning from light to deep.

Yunho growled in annoyance. "Get your damn hands off her."

"I bet she's gonna love that." Mingi murmured against your skin, "Right, princess?"

Your face went bright red at his words, your body reacting involuntarily to his touch and his words. Despite the jealousy and possessiveness of both men, a part of you found yourself enjoying the attention, the way they were both trying to claim you, the way they were both fighting for you.

"I said hands off. Don't make me twice." Yunho warned.

"Why? Can't stand seeing another man's hands on your girl?" Mingi shot back, not looking at yunho. He was too busy sucking and biting at the skin on your neck, trying to add more marks.

Yunho gritted his teeth, his fists clenched. "You better stop before I make you."

Mingi just chuckled, his hand roaming under your shirt to tease and pinch your hip. "You don't scare me."

"Min…" You tried to protest and pushed him away, but you were too weak to compare this giant. His grip tightened, almost painful, holding you firmly to the place.

"Shh…princess…you're enjoying this. Don't you?"

"I…"

"Enough." Yunho's patient ran out as he saw Mingi's hand sneaking underneath your shirt. "Stop touching her."

Mingi just ignored him, his hands roaming over your body even lower until they rested on your hips. He lifted his head from your shoulder to give Yunho a taunting smirk. "No."

"Tsk tsk tsk… it seems that you are a deaf huh?"

"Or maybe I just don't care what you have to say." Mingi chuckled, his tongue tracing down to your chest, swirling around your hardened nipple. You bit your lips to suppress the moan, didn't want to piss Yunho off more…although it was useless you could tell.

Yunho's patient was reaching his limit. One more touch, one more word, and he'd snap. "I warned you."

Mingi just rolled his eyes, his hands finding their way to your bra, unclipping it with a flick. "Or what? You gonna punch me?"

Yunho's eyes narrowed as he saw Mingi undid your bra. "I'm going to do more than that,"

Mingi chuckled, completely unafraid of the threat as he pulled your bra off, tossing it aside. "Oh yeah? I'd like to see you try."

Yunho's hand suddenly grabbed your hair, yanking your head back. His face dived down to your neck, nipped and nibbling, leaving a wet trail on it.

Mingi's smirk faded as he watched Yunho leave a trail of marks on your neck. "Hey—!"

Yunho didn't respond, his possessive side fully taken over as he continued to mark up your neck, his grip on your hair still tight.

Mingi's eyes narrowed, his jealousy rising up again. He reached out and grabbed your jaw, forcing you to look at him.

"Eyes on me, princess." Mingi said, his jaw clenched as he looked at your face.

You felt torn between them, the two men fighting for your attention, your body, your everything. Mingi captured your lips in a rough and hungry kiss, his tongue slipping into your mouth while Yunho continued to leave marks on your neck, his teeth sinking into the skin, marking you as his.

Yunho suddenly grabbed your hips to turn you around and lifted you up, forcing you to wrap your legs around his waist.

With one hand he continued to mark up your neck, his lips trailing hot kisses and bites down to your shoulder.

Mingi, not wanting to be outdone, moved his hands lower, his fingers teasing at the edge of your shorts.

"Watch it," Yunho warned, his tone low and dangerous.

Mingi just sneered, "It's not my fault you're too slow," his fingers slowly tugging at the waistband of your shorts, slipping under the fabric to toy your panties.

Yunho's grip on you grew almost painful as his jealousy spiked again. He pulled you closer to him, sandwiching you between his body and the wall, effectively cutting off Mingi's access to you.

Mingi's smirk faded as he was stopped by Yunho. "Hey, no fair. That's cheating."

"I don't play fair when it comes to what's mine."

"She's not a thing, dude."

"She's not your girl either," Yunho shot back, his eyes narrowing. "So stop touching her like she is."

"And she's not yours either, you know."

"She is mine, buddy. I marked her as mine. She's my girl."

"Those mean nothing. I can mark her too, you know."

Yunho's eyes widened in anger. "You. Wouldn't. Dare." He knelt down until his face was level with your core. He began to impatiently and roughly unzip your pants, wanting you to be completely bare in front of him.

"Yunho..." you panted out, gasping slightly as he tossed the article of clothing to the side, not caring that the material was tattered and ruined. He smirked as he looked up at you, his eyes burning with desire. "I'm going to show you who you belong to, once and for all, baby." Yunho said, his voice low and rough as he pushed your legs open.

Your voice, sounding like a broken record, strained to utter even the faintest of moans. Yunho's tongue roamed intentionally over all your sensitive spots, particularly focusing on your bud. Every time he lightly sucked on it, your body would tremble with pleasure, and he would let out a satisfied growl, relishing the taste of your juices on his lips.

Meanwhile, Mingi's movements on you were even more intense, driving you closer to the edge. His fingers dug into your breast while he was sucking another. His tongue lapped up the red marks he made this morning, claiming you over and over again. They were both competing for you, both trying to be the one to make you moan louder.

Both of them seemed in sync, as if they had planned this beforehand. They knew exactly where to touch, where to leave a mark, where to tease and where to take it up a notch. Their movements became more precise, more deliberate, and more intense. If you tried to close your legs, Yunho would forcefully spread them further, holding them tightly, leaving red marks on your skin. If you attempted to struggle against Mingi's grip, he would bite down on your earlobe, your collarbone... anywhere he could reach as a warning.

They were pushing you to the edge, a cliff you were about to fall over.

"Ahh…no…I…god…" Your brain was clouded, unable to form coherent words, let alone speak. All you could do was moan and gasp, their touch and the overwhelming pleasure they were giving you making it impossible to focus on anything else.

Yunho pulled back from your center, his lips swollen and glistening with your juices. "Look at me," he ordered, his voice firm and commanding. He wanted your eyes on him, "Look. At. Me," He said with more emphasis, reaching up to grip your chin and turn your face towards him.

Your gaze met Yunho's dark, intense eyes while Mingi took the opportunity to attack your neck, leaving more hickeys and bite marks all over your sensitive skin. He was marking you just as much as Yunho was, the possessiveness and anger clear in every bite.

"Say my name," Yunho repeated. He needed to hear you moan his name; he needed to know he was the one making you feel this way.

Mingi's mouth continued to explore your body, leaving no inch of skin unmarked. His kisses were hot, desperate, and aggressive, his need to mark you just as primal as Yunho's.

"Say it," Yunho ordered once again. But before you could speak anything, Mingi brought his hand up to your face, his fingers hovering in front of your lips. "Open." He commanded, tracing your bottom lip with his fingertips before slowly pushing two of his large fingers into your mouth. His voice was low and commanding as he gave you another order. "Suck."

Yunho raised your eyebrow, shooting you a warning glance when you obediently sucking Mingi's fingers. Mingi couldn't help but let out a low, guttural moan as he felt your tongue swirling around his fingers, your teeth scraping over the sensitive skin. "Good girl."

Yunho's jaw clenched at Mingi's command and your instant obedience. He hated seeing you submit to Mingi, even in a small way. It was as if Mingi was challenging his dominance, trying to assert his own claim. Although he liked how submissive you were.

Mingi let out a satisfied hum as you followed his order, his fingers pushing deeper into your mouth. "So obedient." He slowly withdrew his fingers from your mouth, admiring the way your tongue tried to follow.

"You look so good like this," Mingi remarked, his tone slightly mocking. His eyes were fixated on your face, watching the way your lips glistened with saliva, the way your breaths were labored.

"I guess it's my turn now." Yunho's action was swift and powerful, leaving you breathless as you were suddenly picked up and tossed over his shoulder like a rag doll.

Your gasp was interrupted by a squeal as you were flung onto the sofa, landing on your back with a soft thump. Yunho wasted no time to undress himself, lifting himself naked as you.

Mingi's eyes widened, watching the whole scene play out in front of him, feeling a pang of both frustration and excitement. "Hey hey hey…don't forget about me." He walked to you two while unbuckling his belt, tossing it aside to show off his hardened long length. At the same time, a part of you couldn't help but feel a tingle of excitement at the sight.

"Ugh…what do you want…?" Yunho let out a low growl. "I was here first."

"Calm down, dude." Mingi only chuckled. "Why don't we have a race?"

"What race?"

"Who cum first…" Mingi walked to the end of the soda, tugging your ankles to the side and yanking you up in a swift motion. Your breath hitched as you automatically wrapped your legs around his waist, feeling his arched cock grinding against your ass. "Who loses…but I think our baby is going to lose…" Mingi slowly lowered your body, aiming you down to his tip.

"Let me in…dear." Mingi murmured against your ear. "I promise I'll make you feel amazing." And with that, he moved. His hips snapped forward, driving into you with a hard, possessive force. A guttural goran escaped his lips as he filled you completely. "Baby..gosh…you feel damn good as usual."

"Min…Mingi…"

"You're so confident, aren't ya?" Yunho said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "We'll see who lasts longer." Yunho went behind you, positioning himself to guide his hardened cock towards another hole.

"Oh sorry, this little cunt is mine." Mingi chuckled, changeling Yunho.

"Tsk. I'm sure I can make her cum first." Gripping your arms tightly, he pushed inside your tightness.

A choked gasp escaped your lips as you felt both Mingi and Yunho fill you up completely, your arms trembling from the intense pleasure.

They moved at a fast and rhythmic pace, one taking the lead while the other one would follow right after. They could feel how their cocks rubbed along your curve, how your body tightened around their members when they hit the right place. With each push, they would fill you completely, making sure to go to the deepest; with each pull, they would create a delicious friction.

Mingi leaned in to kiss you roughly, his tongue slipping into your mouth. He tasted like dark chocolate and coffee, a dangerous combination that made his kiss even sweeter. Meanwhile, Yunho buried his face in the crook of your neck, skimming it with his lips with his hand pinching your nipple slightly.

The room was filled with the sounds of the men's grunts, their panting breaths, and the sound of slapping skin.

"Not deep enough..." Mingi murmured against your lips as he parted away from your lips. Yunho, as if knowing well what Mingi's mean, letting Mingi push you both to the sofa. They shifted their positions, with your chest against Mingi's and your back against Yunho.

"That's better," Yunho's voice was a gruff whisper in your ear, his strong arm wrapping around your waist. "You belong right here, between us, where you're supposed to be."

"Let us show you how deep we can go, baby…"

Without wasting any more time, the two of them moved in unison. Yunho's lips found your shoulder, his tongue tracing a path from your collarbone up to your neck. Meanwhile, Mingi's hand moved lower, his fingers dancing across your thigh, teasing, and promising more.

"All ours…you're ours..!" Mingi snapped his hips roughly to your cunt, pushing his tip hit on your spot without missing a beat.

"Say it." Yunho guided his hand underneath your inner thigh, lifting it up to allow him to go deeper. "Say that you belong to us!"

"Ye…yes…yours…all yours…!!" Your words, your moans, your surrender - all of it was what they wanted. They had been fighting for your affection, for your attention, and they had claimed it.

You were so close, the tension was building, the heat within your body reaching almost unbearable levels. Both of them were determined to bring you over the edge, to make you surrender completely to the pleasure. Your back arched up, a knot forming in your core as they drove deep.

"Good girl," Yunho breathed out, his voice barely above a whisper.

"So good for us," Mingi added, his grip on your hip growing tighter. Their pace increased, the movements becoming more desperate, more intense.

Their bodies were moving in tandem, their breath coming out in ragged pants. Yunho's grip on your thigh was so tight, his fingers digging into your skin.

Mingi's lips skimmed over your neck, stopping at your ear as he whimpered. "Cum for us... Cum for us and be ours…" Yunho's fingers moved under your chin, turning your head to the side so he could look at your face. "We won't stop until you're screaming our names. Until you know who you belong to. Until you know who owns every goddamn part of you."

Your body was responding to their demands, your core tightening around them with every movement, every push. The world was a hazy blur of pleasure. The only thing you could focus on was them, their cocks, their scent, their words...

They whispered sweet, dirty words in your ear, telling you how good you were, how they loved you, how you were their entire world. That's it. They triggered the nerve, the world spinning around you as you came hard. Your pulsating cunt brought a wave of pleasure to Mingi, and the way you tightened your wall drove Yunho to the breaking point.

"God, you're so gorgeous, they groaned, the words choked out from deep in his throat. Their body tensed, their hips snapping forward once, twice, and then they were following you over the edge, their release hitting them hard as they came with a strangled, guttural cry of your name.

"God-dammit… " Yunho panted, his head resting on the back of your neck, his voice rough and ragged. He pressed a hot, open kiss on your shoulder. Mingi's arms held you firmly against him, his chest rising and falling rapidly with every breath.

Yungho slowly untangled himself from behind you, collapsing on the sofa next to you. Mingi, still holding tightly to you, shifted so that he was sitting on the couch with you on top of him, his hands never leaving you.

"You okay, baby?" Yunho asked softly. You nodded, nuzzling against Mingi's neck as you smiled at Yunho.

"You did so good," Mingi said, his hands moving up and down your sides.

He shifted you on his lap, pulling you closer against him. He pressed a series of soft, lingering kisses to your forehead, his hands moving to gently caress your face.

Yunho's gaze reached down to your core, admiring their cum dripping off your entrance. "God, you're a mess," Yunho said, his fingers tracing a circle against the hole.

He leaned in, his fingers gently tracing the bite marks he had left on your neck. "I need you to fill you with my seed, make sure every part of you is full of my cum…" He collected the cum which overflowed from the hole, pushing them back inside.

Mingi chuckled at Yunho's words, his arms wrapping more tightly around you. "Don't be greedy," he said, his voice tinged with a hint of teasing. "There's plenty of me for her, too."

Yunho's fingers paused for a moment, his eyes locked on yours, seeing the mess he had created between your legs. "I'll make sure I'm the one who breeds you first...I'll fill you until you're full of my babies…"

Mingi let out another laugh, his hands moving to grip your hips as if challenging Yunho's words. "Oh, really now?"

He bent his head to your neck, his lips trailing a hot path down to your shoulder. "Who said I can't do the same? I'll make sure she's carrying my baby too... I'll make sure she's so full she won't be able to move…"

Your whole body was still sensitive from the peak, their move in your core sending a shiver down your spine.

Yunho's gaze darkened, a low growl rumbling in the back of his throat. "We'll see... we'll see who the real daddy is…" He rolled on your back, pressing his weight on you and Mingi. "baby…your cunt is not filled with my cum…that's not good…you need more, right?"

"What the hell, Yunho? Get off." Yunho ignored Mingi's protest, rubbing his soaked cock against your entrance. "Say yes…Say you need my cum." He bit down your ear, commanding you to follow his order.

"Yes…I need more…"

"More what? Address me properly…"

"Please…I need you to fill me up with your cum…Daddy"

Yunho smirked at your submission, looking over his shoulder at Mingi, his gaze challenging and teasing.

"Looks like the title of Daddy belongs to me," Yunho said, clearly proud. Mingi scowled, his jealousy evident in his expression.

"Good…Now Daddy will take care of his baby…" He thrust in again, both of you letting out a gasp. Mingi gritted his teeth, not liking you submit to Yunho but not him.

"Don't get ahead of yourself," Mingi growled with annoyance.

He aimed his length against your hole, nestling it between your thighs. "She's not going to be calling you that for long... she'll be calling me Daddy instead." With that, he pushed back your creamed hole.

You couldn't move, couldn't protest, but only be their 'baby' until they were satisfied. You were theirs, after all, with no way to escape.

tag list: @angelsaway, @yeosangcutie0615, @monsta-x-jagi, @sunnysidesins, @xidkkk, @hongjoongs-soon-military-wif

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