To Tempt Fate - Yandere!Trickster Deities!Ateez X Reader

To Tempt Fate - Yandere!Trickster Deities!Ateez X Reader

Yandere AU & Trickster AU

Genre: Mature, Horror, Angst

Pairing: Ateez X Reader (Focus on ??? to start hehehe)

Words: 2,246

Warnings: Implied drugging and kidnapping. This is a Yandere story, it will contain themes such as stalking, violence, obsession, possessive natures, and just general overall creepiness and swearing. You have been warned.

A/n: Surprise!!! Here’s to the start of yet another series that I hope you’ll all enjoy!! This one is going to be a bit darker than the other ones in terms of content, but it draws a bit of inspiration from The Hunger Games, and survival horror game in general. I’m really excited for this series since I have quite a bt planned for it, but I’m not sure how updates for it will look. It might just be a short side project I work on every now and then between chapter of Morning Mist and book two of HC, but I shall see! Also, if you have any predictions or theories I’d love to hear them!! Can you guess who is who yet based on the eyes? 👀 Anyways, as always, feedback is greatly appreciated!! I hope you enjoy!!~

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Pool party.

Summary: You visit the hotel pool with your boyfriends, expecting a relaxing end of your day. Turns out you were totally wrong about the relaxing part.

Word count: 1.8k+

Genre: Smut

Pairing: OT8 x female!reader, San x female!reader

Warnings: pool sex, public sex, voyeurism, humiliation, degradation, dirty talk, cum, unprotected sex, begging, this is just really filthy (let me know if I missed something) be careful while reading.

Notes: I’m supposed to be working on my requests rn but I couldn’t help it. If you have a complaint, direct it to San. I’m not sorry (ok maybe a little but i beg yall to be patient with me haha) SUFFER. Tagging @hwaightme @legohwa @hoshischeekss @yeosangsbiceps and @shinestarhwaa for this one. Die with me.

Taglist: under the cut (let me know if you wanna be added)

Finishing the day off at the hotel’s pool? Sounded like a relaxing idea. So when your boyfriends asked you to join them, you didn’t hesitate to say yes. It was pretty late already and all of you were exhausted so you were sure it would be uneventful. But you were so wrong.

Pretty soon after you had arrived at the pool, everyone was minding their own business. Hongjoong, Seonghwa and Jongho made themselves comfortable on the pool loungers, Wooyoung and Yeosang were off the get some drinks and the rest, including you, slid into the pool.

The water was warm and since the pool was on the rooftop, the view was amazing. You rested your arms on the edge of the pool dreamingly staring into the night. You could hear Yunho and Mingi play fighting in the water behind you and Seonghwa’s calm voice as he talked to Hongjoong. A deep breath escaped your mouth as your body relaxed. It had been a while since all 9 of you could spend time together like this.

You laid your head onto your arms and closed your eyes when you suddenly felt arms wrap around your waist. You gasped, surprised by the sudden touch, making the man behind you giggle. 

“I didn’t mean to scare you Y/n.” San’s deep voice caused goosebumps all over your body. You let out a relieved sigh as you felt a soft kiss on your shoulder. You smiled lovingly as you turned around to face him but you didn’t expect the way he was looking at you. You had thought that he just wanted some cuddles, like most of the time, but his glance was different.

“San what-“ Before you could finish your sentence, he pulled you into a close hug, pressing his whole body tightly against yours. You inhaled sharply as you felt exactly why he was looking at you like that. You immediately wrapped your legs around him, hiding your face in his shoulder.

“I’m sorry Y/n but this swimsuit makes you look like a goddess. And I bet I’m not the only one who noticed that.” He murmured against your neck. You could feel his shaking breath against your skin as you pressed him closer by tightening your legs around him. 

“Sorry for what?” Your cheeks were heating up. You knew that playing dumb would make this situation even worse but you couldn’t help it. You looked up from his shoulder to see Mingi swimming just a few meters away from you, obviously having no clue what was going on. You felt this familiar tingle in your belly which was slowly making its way between your legs, exactly where San’s bulge was pressed against. 

Your arms were wrapped around his neck, your fingers nervously playing with the clasp of the fragile necklace he was wearing. 

“Oh Y/n don’t make me say it.” He responded harshly, pushing his hips forward. You whined into his skin as you felt one of his hands move down, fiddling with his swimming trunks. 

“Let’s see how long it will take until they notice.” He whispered into your ear while he rubbed his shaft against your crotch. Even though the fabric of your swimsuit was stopping him from directly touching you, it was driving you crazy. You were dripping wet already and it wasn’t from the water around you. 

To the outside it looked like San was just getting his usual cuddles but in reality you were shaking, trying not to make a noise as he rubbed his hardness against your clothed clit. 

“Please San…” You cried out quietly, making him chuckle deeply. You wanted to feel him inside of you. Wanted him to fill you up to the brim while you were surrounded by your clueless loved ones. Keeping it secret because you knew that if they noticed, it would turn into something even dirtier. You were glad enough that it was only the nine of you at the pool and no stranger was there to witness what might happen.

“Please what angel? I thought you didn’t know what I meant?” His back was turned to the others and your bottom halves were deep under the surface of the water. Otherwise the others would have already noticed the suspicious movement of San’s hips against yours. You pushed away from him slightly. 

Your hands wandered down his shoulders, over his chest, to his abs. San absorbed your every move, ignoring the sensation that was sent through his body by your touch. 

“Like what you see?” He growled, leaning in closer. He knew that he couldn’t kiss you. It would be too suspicious or well, it would cause the others to get curious. Instead he gently nibbled on your neck, knowing he would definitely be leaving a mark. 

He was driving you crazy. You wanted to moan out loud, wanted to beg for him to finally fuck you but you couldn’t. Your lips were pressed on each other firmly. Look normal, look normal, look normal. You thought while San pushed your swimsuit aside, one of his fingers disappearing between your warm folds.  

“Stay quiet angel.. we don’t want to be interrupted, do we?” You nodded firmly as another finger of his entered your warmth. You whined, a bit too loud, and immediately looked up in panic. But nobody seemed to notice. At least that’s what you thought until you met Yunho’s eyes. You cursed quietly. Everyone else was oblivious. Mingi was at the other side of the pool where Wooyoung and Yeosang were sitting with drinks in their hands and the other three were still sitting on the pool loungers. Only Yunho had separated himself from the group, now sitting in the corner opposite you, one hand on the edge of the pool, the other underwater. 

“What’s wrong?” San asked carefully removing his fingers from your entrance. 

“We have an audience.” You whispered into his ear, still keeping eye contact with Yunho. San giggled, stroking his own dick and pressing his tip against your clit. “Who is it?” He asked, preparing himself to glide deeper and fill you up. 

“Yunho.” You murmured, making sure that Yunho could read your lips. Making sure that he knew that you knew. “Well then… How about we give him a little show, angel?” San groaned before pushing his hips forward. You hissed as he slid against your walls, stretching you out. 

“San-ahhh..” Your legs were holding on to his hips tightly as he slowly started to move. And all of that happened without you breaking eye contact with Yunho. And the closer you watched him, the more obvious it became that his hand was not only underwater but inside of his trunks, moving up and down. 

“Does he like it?” San’s voice was breathy as he pumped into you. “Does he like watching as I fuck your tight little pussy?” His voice was low and filled with pure desire as his hands wandered higher, now caressing your breasts. His broad body was covering you almost completely but it was still visible that something had changed. If someone watched you closer it would be pretty obvious what you were doing now. But he didn’t care anymore.

It was his favorite poison. Feeling the stares and the jealousy on his back. Knowing that he had what everyone in the room wanted. “I bet he is stroking his big dick watching me fuck you dumb huh? Wishing it was him that was buried inside your throbbing cunt?” You threw your head back, whining as he picked up the speed. 

“San.. they are going to hear you..” You cried out as one of his hands slid down to harshly rub your clit. 

“So what? Don’t you think they enjoy watching? Like Yunho?” You had a hard time opening your eyes, your body overwhelmed with pleasure, but when you finally managed to, you choked on your own breath. It was not only one pair of eyes watching you now, it was seven. 

No need to hold back anymore.

“San please… harder!” You moaned out loud, causing their eyes to glow with this dangerous desire. You smirked satisfiedly.

“As you wish, my angel.” San smirked back at you. “I will make sure you’re prepared for what's to come after I’m done with you.” He grunted as he rammed his dick inside of you as hard as the water was allowing him to. And that’s when you locked eyes with Yunho again. He had moved out of the water, now sitting on the edge of the pool, displayed for everyone to see. 

He had pulled his dick out of his trunks and was stroking it vigorously. Sweat was running down his forehead while he panted loudly. Yunho loved being watched just as much as San did. One reason why either of them was usually the one to initiate it. 

Your attention was brought back to San by him growling at you. “Attention to me angel.”

You whined. All of this was too much for you. Feeling all those eyes on you while San’s dick was hitting all the right places put you close to the edge. You were clenching around him uncontrollably as you felt a knot forming in your stomach.

“Please San.. make me cum. Show them how much of a whore I am, letting you fuck me right beside them..” You said, knowing exactly which buttons to press to make them go crazy. 

San was panting heavily, one from the exhaustion and two from his approaching orgasm. “Of course my angel. But don’t think it will be the last time that you’ve cum tonight.” He said, adjusting the speed of his fingers on your clit to his thrusts. And that’s what did it. 

With the next thrust, your body began to shake. Your whole body was tensing up before you saw stars. You were completely knocked out by the wave of pleasure that was hitting you, losing control over your body completely.

The next thing you felt was San gently pulling out of you. Multiple seconds must have passed because you felt his cum inside of you but didn’t remember to feel him cumming. When you looked around, still not grasping what just happened, you found Yunho lying on his back, covered in his own cum. 

San was holding you close, carrying you out of the pool after fixing his and your swimwear. 

“Are you back angel?” You nodded, your mind still foggy. He gave you a kiss on the forehead before placing you on one of the pool loungers. 

“Good because this isn’t over yet.”

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Rose Gold Silk

Fashion designer!Hongjoong x assistant reader

Warning: Snuggly and fluffy

"Just a little bit more to the left, darling~" Your boss instructed with a thoughtful hum. You did as told and felt your cheeks flush when his hand softly stops you when you reach the exact position that he wanted you in.

"Right there, perfect~" He replied elegantly as he continued to make alterations to your dress.

"I just love dressing you up, my darling Y/N~" He purrs excitedly as his hands steadily stitch along a seam to tailor the dress to your form.

"Thank you, Hongjoongie." You replied softly in a barely audible voice. It was a great honor to be dressed by your employer and being doted upon like this made you feel loved in a way that you couldn't explain.

Your eyes were trained directly on the mirror that you stood before. Eyes filled with wonder at the layers of rose gold silk cascading down your body in an ethereal waterfall of fabric.

Your eyes became fixated on Hongjoong's toiling hands. The precision of his stitches amazed you and the way that he worked so fast and efficiently always boggled your mind.

"Tu es si belle~" His softly cooing voice jarred your fixated gaze from his busy hands. Another blush colored your cheeks when you recalled the English translation was "You are so beautiful~"

"Thank you, you're beautiful too." You uttered quietly and looked away from the reflection of your burning red face.

"Hush~" He reprimanded softly out of shyness and moved on to change the subject. "I honestly can't decide which piece is my favorite from this collection when you wear it. I love them all when you wear them, darling~" He smiles proudly at you and ties off the thread securely so that his seam would not ravel.

"I love all of your works, Hongjoongie." You smile at him with unconcealed admiration filling your eyes.

"Thank you, my sweet darling~" He smiles brightly with a hint of playfulness that made your heart flutter.

You gasp gently when he leans in and rests his forehead against your own while a million beautiful stars seemed to glitter within his dark orbs. You couldn't quite get used to him in high heels and being able to match your height but it made you feel warm inside to be able to look into his eyes like this.

"Come here, doll~ I want to hold you in my arms~" He walked away in a sophisticated manner. His elegance made your heart do a strange dance whilst unaware of your own footsteps that made their way to the couch where he sat down.

"Thank you, my dear~" He purred as you sat down and instinctively hugged him. The texture of his clothing embodied the richness of his voice and the warmth that you found peace in.

It was moments like now that you were able to forget that you were an assistant for one of the most ambitious and daring designers of the present day fashion world.

He always smelled impeccable and you felt yourself drifting into a dreamland of sorts. Or maybe it was just another dimension altogether. One that you and him could share. Whatever it was was the most perfect dream that you could ever imagine.

"This is perfect." You whisper contentedly as his hands thread through your locks with care. "We are perfect together." The smile in his voice was evident and you felt a wave of happiness surge within your heart.

His perfect hands smooth down the soft silk that you wore. Ensuring that all of the details of the dress were in place and making you feel safe in his hold.

"I don't want to mess it up. This one is special because I'm holding you while in it." You mumble sheepishly.

"I doubt that you could mess it up. You always treat my designs with so much care, darling~ Besides, I would have an excuse to spoil you with a new piece~" He smiles appreciatively and gently tucks your hair behind your ear.

"I can't wait to get some more clothes prepared for you to try on!" Hongjoong's voice was bright and energetic. Sending a feeling of contagious excitement through your body.

"I can't wait also." You nod with a smile as your eyes danced like twinkling stars glittering in the night sky.

"You must be so, so tired darling~ All of those dresses that you tried on..." He trailed off while a pout grew on his face.

"I loved every minute of it!" You reassure softly and smile at him warmly.

Your own smile prompted his own worries to melt away and he snuggled you close gleefully. Both of you were happy together and filled with love for each other.

{4} - Morning Mist - Yandere!Dragon!Ateez X Chubby!Reader

Yandere AU & Dragon AU

Genre: Mature, Horror, Angst

Pairing: Ateez X Reader (Focus on Jongho)

Words: 4,905

Warnings: This is a Yandere story, it will contain themes such as stalking, violence, obsession, possessive natures, and just general overall creepiness and swearing. You have been warned.

A/n: I know I keep saying this, but I’m super excited for you all to see what I have planned for this series. There’s a bit more plot drops in this chapter, and mentions of things still yet to come, so I really hope you like it! As always, feedback is greatly appreciated! Enjoy~

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Two Is Better Than One

February Filth Fest - extra; size training/size kink, ftfwb (?)

group : ateez

pairing : mingi × reader × yunho

genre : smut

word count : 5.5 k

warning : mdni, explicit sex; piv, threesome, size training, size kink, friends with benefits relationship, teasing, unprotected sex, creampie

a/n : i am but a human, i was tempted to write this and i couldn't help myself. this was not planned for fff but i just asgnsognspso i can't not, yknow ? i am a whorish whore, i am an A B O M I N A T I O N. and i kinda went overboard with this, i didn't even realize i was rambling away. anyways enjoy :D

Mingi's sweater felt comfortable on you, it was warm and it smelled like him. Not just his perfume, but his own scent. You've always loved the fact that he appreciated fashion down to the fabric and he ALWAYS has a keen eye. What you loved most about it was how Mingi was always willing to share his clothing items with you. And thank God he did because it made the conversation you were having with Mingi WAY easier.

"So... you want to have sex with me..." Mingi started off, looking at you, who were sitting on his bed with your legs pulled to your chest, confusedly. "As friends," you intercepted, making Mingi smack his forehead sardonically, "Right, of course, as friends, because you... Want more experience?" He asked, making sure he didn't heard you wrong. You huffed, cheeks red in embarrassment, "And because I want to get used to guys who are... You know..." You trailed off as you waved your hands at his general direction, avoiding eye contact with him, "On the bigger side."

Truly, you wanted the ground to split in half and swallow you whole because that was hard to hear, say, and experience.

It all started when you went out with your girlfriends a couple of nights ago. Their open discussion about the partners they have been with came up and soon everyone was describing the penises they've taken. While you didn't exactly have a weekly quota to fill, the number of your sexual partner was still on the normal side but one thing that your friends caught on was that the size you took were usually those in the medium to the small side. Then the jokes rolled in and you hated that. Obviously, you could've lied, you could've made the claim that you had actually taken a man whose dick is monster sized but the words died in your mouth. But at the same time, an idea popped into your head. Your best friend. Or his roommate.

Mingi chuckled, making you groan because you thought he was going to make fun of you. "Why did you think of me?" he asked, voice void of malice or tease, simply curiosity. But his question didn't make you feel better because you were forced to tell him how you thought of him in the first place. You'd have to be honest that you checked him out more times than you could admit in whatever clothing he wore. It was a known fact that Mingi looked like a damn model and that fucked you up quite a bit. You would have to confess that whenever you and he go swimming, your eyes would automatically zero in on his crotch, watching how the fabric of his swim trunks clung onto his crotch, perfectly accentuating his OBVIOUSLY BIG-looking dick. Mingi waited for your answer, but all he could see was how your face had gone a deeper shade of red, announcing your embarrassment to him wordlessly. As his eyes trailed down, he took notice of the way your legs clenched together, the expanse of your knees appearing down from his sweater that was too long for your body and your bare knees touching. Your state let him know what you were thinking, and what your answer was to his question. Or at least an idea.

You were surprised when you felt the bed dip right by your foot and even more so when he took your legs and pulled them to either side of his body. When you looked up at him, Mingi was sporting a mischievous grin, staring at you with a knowing look that made you visibly swallow the lump that was forming in your throat. "Been checking out my goods, haven't you?" he teased, adding a chuckle at the end to further let you know that he was being a tease. You pouted and were about to kick him with your right leg but failed as he managed to pull the leg and slung it over his left shoulder as he simultaneously pulled you closer to him so that your hips were on his lap and your upper body lay flat on your back. "Do you think I'm hot?" he asked, tilting his head slightly to the side to faux innocence while his left hand tickle the skin on your upper knee where his hand rested. You rolled your eyes and mindlessly mumbled to him, "Of course, I think you're hot, I fucking have eyes," not realizing that Mingi could hear you perfectly. Pleased with your answer, Mingi chuckled and leaned forward to trap you under him with his hands on either side of your head, "Is that why you wanna fuck me? You want to tell your friends that you had sex with your hot, big-cocked best friend?" he teased, face coming closer to yours that you could feel his breath fanning on your face. "Look at me," he demanded, forcing you to look up at him, staring into his eyes to see a glint of both playfulness and want.

When Mingi dove down to take your lips in his, you were caught very off guard. You didn't expect your talk with Mingi, your request, to be taken so seriously by the man to the point that he was now on his way to let you know how it feels to be taking a cock with a size that you've never tried before. The intrusion of Mingi's tongue in your mouth made you gasp. Mingi took that chance to fully explore the cavern of your mouth, moaning into it as he pressed his body close to yours as best as he could. Your right leg which was on Mingi's shoulder was folded in half while your left fell around his waist at the pressure of his body against you. You could feel his dick pressing against your core and your head was swimming with the thought of finally being able to feel its shape after the long time you spent only oggling at it when given the chance. It didn't occur to you how perverted you sound but you quickly shove the thought away to enjoy the feeling of Mingi on you.

You took a deep breath, gasping for air even when Mingi pulled his mouth off of you. "You're wilder than I expect you to be, (y/n). I never thought you'd be so ambitious that you wanted to be used to taking a big cock," he chuckled on your skin, his warm breath tickling your skin and the vibration of his voice travelled to cover the area where his lips made contact. "Or maybe you just wanna see and feel my cock inside you, huh? Using that lame fucking excuse just to appear innocent," his head lifted from your neck, smirking down at you as you felt his hands moving inside his sweater that you were wearing, eyes widening when he realized what he felt, "You're not wearing a shirt under this?" he asked, pleasantly surprised. You pursed your lips and shook your head, not knowing why he was so surprised, "I never wear anything underneath when I borrow your clothes," you stated simply.

The new information entered Mingi's ears and run around his head continuously until he was able to understand what it was you were saying. The guttural groan that left Mingi's throat made your heart clench, stomach drop, and pussy weep. "There goes my fantasy coming true," he said before quickly pulling the sweater you wore off, exposing the flimsy sleep shorts you were wearing along with your bare breast. "You thought of me?" you asked, having your turn teasing him with a mischievous grin on your face, expecting him to deny you or even to poke back at you in retaliation. But instead, you saw him nod as he gently kneaded your breasts, his hands rough and firm but his movements were so soft and careful as if he didn't want to harm you, "Of course, a girl like you, how can I not? The day you first wore my shirt, I jerked off at the thought of you masturbating in it, the day we went swimming, I had to excuse myself so I can imagine cumming on your tits. You don't know how much I wanted to see you naked like this," he confessed, tweaking your nipples to make you moan out loud. "Well," Mingi chuckled as he eyed your sleep shorts, "More naked than this I supposed."

Mingi spared you a glance, seemingly asking for permission from you even though he could just easily strip you naked and has his way. Even in this position, he was still your gentle giant of a best friend, ever so considerate and kind. Though the reality was that you were about to find out just how rough he could be.

With your permission through the nod you gave, Mingi carefully let your left leg off of his shoulder so when he take your bottom off, there would not be any intrusion. The hands that were on your breasts slid down your body, his fingers catching on the hem of your shorts as he purposefully let his thumb rest on your mound, directly on your nub. The pressure he put made you whimper out, surprised at the suddenness of it. Mingi leaned his body down to press his lips on your stomach so he could drag it down as his hands work efficiently, pulling both your shorts and your panties off to finally expose you in your naked glory to his eyes. When you felt your bottom was free of clothing and the pieces were tossed somewhere on Mingi's floor, joining his sweater, you felt his lips rest on your lower belly. He peppered kisses around the area and only in that area, not going lower which made you frustrated as your cunt could feel his presence so close to it yet it wasn't getting the attention it deserved.

"Is this what you two do when I'm not around?"

You snapped out of your pleasure haze and looked to the side to see Yunho standing in the doorway of Mingi's room. His face was neutral safe for the high tilted arch of his left eyebrow as he took in the position you and Mingi were in. You moved to cover yourself but Mingi remained unbudging, even displeasedly grunting at you. "Am I interrupting?" Yunho joked, chuckling at how you were scattering to try to cover yourself while Mingi looked like he couldn't be bothered.

Finally, with a final push, you were able to get Mingi off of you. In return, he pulled you close to him, shielding your exposed front side from Yunho as he kept a possessive arm around your waste. Perhaps you were seeing things, but for a second you swore you saw something like disappointment flashing on Yunho's face. "You're back from the gym?" Mingi asked, too casually for your liking considering the state you were in. Yunho nodded at Mingi's question dropping his gym back in the hallway, near Mingi's doorway, "Yeah, San wanted to do legs today and I took a shower there before coming home," he shrugged before nodding towards the both of you, "Now, care to tell me what this is?" he asked whilst simultaneously taking his slow steps into the room, closer to where your bare body was, making you subconsciously lean closer into Mingi. The way your body curled to avoid his gaze made the corner of Yunho's mouth twitch, almost breaking out into a grin.

Casually, Mingi shrugged at his roommate, "(y/n) here wants to try taking a big cock so she asked me," he said oh too simply which earned him a slap on his chest. The impact caused him to jolt slightly and turn his gaze from his roommate to you, "What? That's what you told me!" he whined, bottom lip jutting out in a pout while you glared at him, "Well you didn't have to tell him that!" you hissed, embarrassed and annoyed that he so cavalierly shared that intimate information with his equally hot friend. "Whoah," Yunho interrupted just as Mingi was about to answer you, "If you wanna try taking a big cock, why not ask me?" he asked directly at you. Your eyes widened, surprised at the question Yunho asked you. Never in a million years would you have expected to hear such a question from Yunho. He was casually offering himself for you to use.

To be honest, it wasn't like you hadn't thought of him. Between Yunho and Mingi, you were more used to Mingi and you were just so used to being open to Mingi that it was a no-brainer that Mingi was the first person you go to. Just like how you know Mingi was big, you know that Yunho was big too. You can't exactly compare the two because you haven't seen their bare cocks (yet), but you could make an estimation in your brain. But now Yunho's offering his cock for you to use as well if you need it. You were pretty sure your brain was making up shit in your head.

Snapping you out of your shocked trance, you noticed that Mingi was laughing heartily, "Oh dude, she liked you saying that, her pussy was clenching!" He announced. Your eyes widened out of surprise as red covered your face from embarrassment while Yunho broke out chuckling with a grin on his face. "Mingi! How could you say that!?" you scolded, slapping him on his chest again before trying to get out of his grasp in favour of hiding under his duvet but his grip was too tight on you. It was comfortably tight but very restricting, you tried wiggling around to get out but all you found was that you were still trapped and your pussy was rubbed just right on his thighs.

A pair of hands suddenly placed themselves on your shoulders, instinctively making you look up. Yunho was staring down at you with a smile so gentle but in contrast, his eyes has a teasing glint to them. "Don't worry baby, I find it VERY endearing that you want me too," he said in hopes that his words would comfort you even slightly.

At his words, your eyebrows furrowed, noticing something that he said. "I'm sorry, 'too'?" you asked, not sure whether or not you heard correctly. Yunho nodded nonchalantly as if the information he just revealed was common knowledge and/or no big deal at all. But the look on your face said otherwise, it showed him that you really didn't know that you were wanted by him all this time. And Yunho found great pleasure in it, he felt a wave of arousal coursing through him once again. The first time was when he hear Mingi said that you wanted to take his big cock and fit it in your cunt (he was paraphrasing, of course), and now this. You never considered the possibility of Yunho wanting you. He revelled in the knowledge that you were just so precious, especially to him.

The hands that were carefully placed on your shoulders soon made their move, pulling you back so that your body fell onto his toned, strong torso, releasing you from Mingi's grip. Yunho then swooped in to kiss you in his upside-down position. It was quite awkward but it felt nice because somehow Yunho made the position work. Whilst your mouth was occupied by Yunho, Mingi took you off of his lap so he could slide back slightly to reposition and take off his clothing. "Yunho, look," Mingi called, taking Yunho's attention away from you momentarily to point at his grey sweatpants, specifically on the spot you sat on his thigh, "(y/n)'s cunt is definitely dripping. Look at the pool she made," he pointed out, grinning proudly. While Yunho smirked at that, you looked at it in utter horror. "Dude, don't tease her like that, that's actually so hot," Yunho said as he licked his lips, hungry for your taste, before diving down to attach his lips with yours again, not giving you a chance to react his words.

You reacted, however, when Mingi bend your legs on your knees and spread them wide enough to fit himself in between them comfortably. Yunho was preoccupying you so well that you didn't realize what Mingi was up to until you felt his fingers probing your pussy. The feeling was so sudden that you gasped and detached yourself from Yunho but your hand clung to him for support. "You're so wet (y/n), did you start leaking when we started talking about your need to fuck a huge cock?" Mingi asked, smirking cockily as he began to enter you. At the feeling of your opening clenching down on him, Mingi shuddered and exhaled sharply, your tightness was thrilling to him. "Did your previous partners not fuck you right or something? How can you be this tight?" Mingi groaned the more he move around in your pussy, even pulling you slightly forward to him, slightly detaching you from Yunho slightly.

With you preoccupied with Mingi, Yunho took this as a chance to pull away so he could take his shirt and pants off as he kept a close eye on you and Mingi. Mingi had you repositioned by now, laying down on the bed as he busied his mouth with teasing your opening. Yunho felt his dick hardened at the sight of you moaning, back arching with your pebbled nipples pointing to the sky, arms going wild, moving around aimlessly due to the pleasure Mingi was giving you. You froze however when Yunho slotted himself behind you, allowing your body to rise slightly as he rested your head on his chest, moving you around as if you weighed nothing. "I want to touch you too," Yunho whispered in your ear, making your body shudder from the words he used and the way his breath blew on your earlobe. In a flash, Yunho had your left leg in his grip as his right arm reached down your body to dip into your sopping cunt. Your eyes rolled back at the sensation of Mingi's tongue in your hole and Yunho's middle and ring fingers gently pushing your lips apart. "Oh, you're enjoying this so much, aren't you, dirty bitch?" Mingi smirked at your pussy, his lips moving against the flesh that caused you to wince slightly at the unfamiliar feeling. Yunho chuckled at the way Mingi called you a bitch, knowing that despite him sounding like he was degrading you, he really wanted you just as much if not more. "I bet if we try to fuck her, we'll slip right in," Yunho pointed out, making you clench at the thought of taking Mingi and Yunho. "Oh, she likes that, she WANTS that," Mingi chuckled, unlatching his mouth from your cunt while leaving his fingers in your hole, coaxing more of your juices out, "Do you think you're ready to take us, baby?" he asked, wanting you to give him the signal to proceed. Frantically, you nodded, and your hands flew to both Mingi's and Yunho's that were stimulating your cunt, stopping their movements momentarily, "Please, I really need your cocks," you pleaded, glazed eyes staring up at Yunho before going to Mingi.

In a flash, both men took off the rest of their clothing and positioned you so that you were sandwiched between them. Yunho held your body steady with his hands on your waist in front of you as you placed your hands on his broad shoulders. Mingi on the other hand was situated behind you, your legs opened and your ass above his lap with his dick poking at your hole and his hands situated just above Yunho's, his fingers directly on your underboob, softly caressing the skin in a comforting manner. "Are you ready?" Yunho asked when he saw the worried look on your face, "Mingi's going to let you get used to him first and we're going to have the gravity do most of the work," he explained, smiling at you. "You seem to know the mechanism, have you done this before?" you nervously joked, staring down at his obviously large cock. While Yunho laugh at your jab, Mingi spoke up from behind, "Kinda surprised that you let me go first, but thanks man," he grinned. Yunho nodded and shrugged slightly at Mingi, "Yeah, you're smaller than me so between the two of us, she might be comfortable taking you first." Mingi furrowed his eyebrows and let his left hand off of your body for a bit to punch Yunho on his chest, "The fuck are you saying, we're basically the same size!" he protested, not liking that Yunho called him small. Technically small-er but still, Mingi didn't like that. With a roll of his eyes, Yunho nodded in Mingi's general direction, "I'm just saying, yours looked slightly slimmer than mine," he reasoned. Mingi was about to say something when you groaned and turn to glare at Mingi and Yunho, "Okay, can you both stop logging at each other's dicks and help me with my problem?"

The tip of Mingi's dick intruded your hole with a shift of his hips, effectively shutting you up as the annoyance on your face changed into one of shock; your eyes rolled back and your jaw went slack. Yunho's eyes darkened at your expression, delighted that he was able to get a front-row seat to look at what a big dick did to you. "I'm sorry baby, how is it now?" Mingi mocked, hands going back on you but this time it covered your tits. "S-so- so big," you gasped out as you inhaled sharply. The tip was bigger than you expected and maybe Mingi's tease was right earlier, maybe your previous partners have not been fucking you correctly because the feeling in your cunt was nothing like you felt before. Your previous experience was nowhere near what Mingi was giving you right now. "That's it, take your very first big cock," Yunho said, eyes trailing down to look at the way your thighs trembled slightly from Mingi's intrusion, "Do you think you can take more?" he asked. You bit your bottom lip as you mulled it over, thinking how even the tip affected you that much, were you able to take more? But hell if you weren't determined. So you quickly nodded to Yunho, your left hand reaching back to Mingi's knees to let him know that he could try to slide in more.

It was a good thing that Mingi made sure you were wet first because when he pushed in, you could feel a slight burn. His dick was stretching you out and it was uncomfortable, to say the least. With a whimper, your body dropped forward, the hands that were braced on Yunho's shoulders now enveloped it completely as you held on for support. Mingi was about halfway in your cunt when he stopped, wanting to make sure you were used to more of him before he could slip in more. Practising self-restraint was so hard for Mingi as your walls were clutching on him so tight it was like a vice. Yunho saw how Mingi's head hung low and his biceps trembled slightly and he could only imagine how amazing you felt. The more he thought about it, the more aroused he got, he could feel his cock twitching and from your position, you could feel it too. But with being so overwhelmed you couldn't even make a comment about it.

"You're doing so good, baby," Yunho cooed to comfort you, his hands gently caressing your thighs in assurance as Mingi dipped his head down to pepper kisses all over your back. "I wanna do better," you groaned out, surprising both men when you voluntarily sunk down with a cry as your head was thrown back. Your senses were overwhelmed as you could hear your heart pounding in your ears and your eyes watering, your skin felt slick with sweat and your thighs felt like they were burning. "Shit," you cursed when you felt yourself not being able to take more. You swore it felt like Mingi's dick had no end as you take every inch of him but still felt more. Both men knew it was the most you could take at that moment and they were amazed at how you were doing so far. To distract you, Mingi played with your breasts, flicking both nipples and massaging the soft flesh as Yunho reached down to stimulate your clit. You were glad they did so because although there was still pain from your hole being stretched, you could feel that pleasure was doing such a great job distracting you.

"You felt so amazing (y/n), how could you keep your cunt away from me this long? I should've fucked you from the moment we met and have you fucking yourself on me this whole time," Mingi moaned when he sneakily tried to move slightly and was delighted when he heard you hum lowly in pleasure instead of wincing. Hearing Mingi use such language and talk to you in such a way was thrilling, you loved hearing how much he wanted you and now hearing that he was lusting after you made your head feel fuzzy and your stomach churning in the best way. You couldn't even help but clench down at Mingi's dick which elicit a groan of pleasure from Mingi.

Yunho raised an eyebrow at his friend's statement and scoffed, "What makes you think she would've even wanted you? Maybe she wanted to fuck herself on me instead," he questioned. Mingi raised an eyebrow as he slowly pulled away and pushed back in again, making you bite your bottom lip to suppress a moan. "She came to me first to ask for help, if that's not proof, you're crazy," he scoffed. "Please," you started, head dropping even lower to rest on Mingi's shoulder, "I asked you because we're just closer and- ah," you whimpered when Mingi bucked up slightly, "You were here." Yunho couldn't help but laugh and peck you on the lips, "See, Mingi?" he teased, lifting his arousal-covered fingers to your mouth so you could taste yourself and clean them for him, "You were just available so technically speaking, you have the same opportunity as a dildo," he poked. In disbelief, Mingi propped you up better in his strong grip and pressed his cheek to yours, "Oh, so you wanna get used to me so when you seduce Yunho, you can take him like a champ? Can you believe that Yunho? (y/n) here wants your cock as she's fucking herself on my cock," he chuckled darkly as he eyed his friend.

In a flash, Mingi began moving in and out of you, teasing you by going as far as slipping completely out of you and bucking back in. The impact would've sent you tumbling forward but Mingi was holding you in a jealous vice. It was probably a bad idea that you poked fun at him like that but you honestly couldn't complain when Mingi was taking you so well.

The pleasure seemed to dull your attachment to reality because just as Mingi pulled out, you felt something thicker entering you. Your eyes widened as you tried to shake your head to regain your senses. It was blurry, but from the way Yunho was staring deep into your eyes with his teeth gritting, you realized that he had pushed his cock inside you. If it weren't for both men's grip on you, you were willing to bet that you would've slumped down because you couldn't feel your legs. You were sure they were shaking, but you couldn't really feel them.

"Fuck, how did you not immediately fuck her, Mingi? She's so tight and warm," Yunho groaned through gritted teeth, trying his best to not immediately snap his hips up. With his length (which you were sure not all of them) inside you, you could definitely tell that Yunho was right, he was bigger than Mingi in terms of girth but their lengths were maybe the same. "Shit," you moaned out, hands clutching onto Yunho so tightly that your nails were digging into his skin, "More, I need more," you stated, surprising both men. "Are you sure?" Mingi asked, pushing your hair away with one of his hands to look at your face better, "Don't you think you need to adjust first?" he worriedly added, genuinely not wanting to hurt you. But you were determined, nodding firmly and even pushing yourself off of him to situate yourself in a straight sitting position, "I will get adjusted by having you both fuck me," you stated, pouting at Yunho that made him just positively melt, "Please?" you begged.

Both men shared a look and nodded, wanting to give you what you were asking of them. They repositioned their hands so they could have a better grip on you before Yunho began moving slowly to accommodate your adjustment. Thankfully, having taken Mingi beforehand and with the slick you produced, Yunho found it easy to move and you did not feel as much pain as the first time. After a couple of thrusts, Yunho finally moved to slip himself out and Mingi slipped back inside you. The difference in girth was a blessing for you as you felt like you were given the chance to take a breath momentarily. The pain was almost completely gone at this point, all you could feel were pleasure but you knew that you still couldn't take them both harshly. You were glad that both men were putting you first and moving slowly, proving to you that they indeed kept up with their words that they wanted to help you.

They fell into a rhythm soon enough, slipping in when the others slipped out, stealing moans after moans from your mouth from pleasure. You felt like you were in cloud nine, finally understanding why your friends made such a big deal about taking a large sized cock. Although, you'd have to admit that it wasn't just because of their size that you were having such a pleasurable time. Had it not been for the fact that it was your friends helping you, you might not be having this much fun. You loved their possessive yet caring grip on you as they made a mess of your cunt. You were sure that there was a pool right underneath you, a mixture of your cum and their precum dropping onto the sheet bellow.

You didn't even realize when you finally came. Mingi had just re-entered you after Yunho bucked up into you harshly when your body froze and your muscles tensed up, your thighs closed slightly and your head was thrown forward onto Yunho's shoulder as you climaxed dramatically with your body shaking. Mingi's eyes rolled back as he felt your pussy clenching and gushing, the warmth of it was enough to make him cum inside you, not having enough time to pull out.

When you and Mingi slumped back, you rested on top of him as he supported his body weight with his arms, you noticed Yunho towering over you with a smirk on his face. "My turn," he said as he started to pump his dick in his hands. You watched him trying to get himself to cum using the image of you being so spent on top of Mingi and you can't help but think that it was hot. Your pussy clenched down onto Mingi's dick that was still inside you, forcing a mixture of both of your cums to leak down to your ass. Mingi moved to spread your legs widely for Yunho, letting them rest over his own legs as if he was telling Yunho where to cum. Yunho's eyes zeroed in on your puffy lips, hole stretched with Mingi's still hard dick in it and glistening with arousal. It didn't take much for him to reach his climax and painted your pussy and stomach white with his cum. Even when he dropped back, you could still see his tip spurting out the white liquid and his cock twitching.

Finally, when things wind down, you closed your eyes and let your head rest on Mingi's shoulder. The room was filled with the scent of sweat and sex, no one talked so it was quiet save for the sound of the three of you panting, trying to catch your breaths. Despite the tiredness, both men were proud of what they did, happy even that they were able to help you. Sure, you didn't take them completely, but they took their win as they didn't hear you complaining.

What surprised them was what you said when you opened your eyes again, lifting your head to look at both of them before announcing your plan.

"Give me 10 minutes, we'll go again."

Though, how can they say no?

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this night together - chapter two (j.yh + s.mg)

chapter two: a different kind of heat

chapter summary: your heat gets worse, and the boys help you through

warnings: more smut (big surprise), all the abo/omegaverse warnings, but also, fingering, oral sex (f receiving), oral sex (m receiving), throat fucking, thigh riding, many many orgasms, rough sex, knotting, mmf threesome, consent discussions, anal play, double penetration, messy orgasms and cumshots, so much fucking praise

pairings: alpha!yunho x alpha!mingi x omega!reader

genre: smut, a/b/o/omegaverse, angst, fluff, romance, polyamory

word count: 9.8K

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“You do smell perfect, though,” Mingi groans into your ear, nuzzling the gland on your neck and sighing. He hasn’t knotted you yet, too content with making you come over and over on his fingers. You lay over his chest on the couch, body damp with sweat, but he doesn’t seem to care, he keeps pulling you closer and closer. Mingi sighs and drags your body up a little higher so he can kiss you, “Like honey,”

“Mm,” You sigh against his lips, “I smell sweet to you?” 

“You are sweet to me,” He nips at your lip, running his hands along your body. 

Your underwear is long discarded on the floor, but you’re still draped in Mingi’s oversized t-shirt, and you ease yourself down his body just enough so that his bare thigh is perfectly nestled between your legs. “Mingi,” You whine softly, feeling tense and over stimulated, “I need you,” 

He tenses his thigh, smiling a little when he realizes how wet you are against him. He pushes his glasses up into his hair and reaches for you, locking a hand one each hip so he can direct your hips. “Very soon, I promise,” 

You grind yourself into his thigh, pleasure rolling through your body at the sensation against your clit and you feel needy and messy, a breath away from begging. 

“Come one more time,” He urges you, “then I’ll knot you, omega,” 

You pant and whine, shaking against him, but you do just what he bids you. Rocking your hips, you plant your hands on his chest and use him for leverage to drag your slick core against him. A bubble builds inside you, threatening to burst already and you cant your hips faster, trying desperately to finish so you can have him inside you. 

“Good girl,” Mingi cups your face, watching you with his lips parted in, “sweet girl,” 

“Fuck,” Your hands clench on his t-shirt, skimming your nails over the bare skin of his chest and you feel him twitch beneath you, “again, again,”  

“That’s it,” He nods, “good fucking girl,” 

His words run a lance of hot need through you and you groan, “It’s not enough,” 

“I’ll make you feel so good,” He soothes you, helping you drag your body back and forth on his thigh, “I’ll give you whatever you need, baby, you just have to come,” 

“Yes,” You sob, your body aching, “alpha,” 

Mingi tenses his thigh once again, and you collapse forwards onto him, your orgasm sudden and heady as you shake against him. “Perfect girl,” He yanks you up suddenly, crashing his mouth onto yours, “pretty little omega,” 

He has your eyes rolling and you grip down on his shoulders, “Now, please, please, I can’t wait anymore,” 

“Let’s go to bed,” Mingi pushes himself off the couch with ease, lifting you with him and keeping his hands locked under your thighs to take you back into the bedroom. 

Yunho’s out, exhausted after the long night and his time with you earlier, rolled onto one side of the bed and sleeping soundly. Mingi makes it to the edge of the bed before he drops you, letting you fall back into the nest of bedding and he pulls off his shirt fast, kicking his boxers off with it. 

Yunho makes a small sound next to you and you feel suddenly dizzy with both of them so close to you, your body throbbing and coursing with desperate need. “Ah,” You wince as a cramp passes through you, “Mingi, please, baby, I need you now,” 

“I got you,” He pushes your legs open, not bothering that you’re bumping into Yunho. After hours of teasing, he needs you just as much as you need him. 

You moan as his cock brushes through your soaked folds and you drag him down closer to you, hungry for his lips and every inch of his skin on yours. He loses control the minute he first presses inside you, and though he meant to take it slow, his latent need has him forcing his hips down hard and sinking his cock inside you fast. 

Mingi collapses over your chest, curled over you and breathing heavily into your shoulder, and you run your hands through his thick mop of long sandy hair. Finally after all the teasing and the prep, he’s deep inside and stretching you deliciously wide. 

Yunho shifts next to you, and you turn your head to the side, watching as his eyes open and he adjusts to the scene in front of him. You expect some kind of jealousy, some primal alpha-pheromone-claim-staking, but he just stretches and smiles next to you. “Hey,” He says simply. 

Whatever you thought Yunho and Mingi’s relationship was doesn’t make sense now. Being comfortable with each other is one thing, but Yunho doesn’t seem startled in the least to be waking up next to Mingi with his cock inside someone mere inches away. 

Before you can respond, Mingi rocks his hips, grinding his pubic bone into you and he leans back from your chest, “Better?” 

“Mm,” You nod, flushed and shaky, “you feel so good,” 

Mingi leans back further, dragging his hand down your body, and looks to Yunho. “Sorry,” Mingi shrugs, a sheepish smile on his face suddenly, “I didn’t mean to wake you like that,” 

Yunho laughs, “It’s fine, take care of her,” 

Your back arches and you press him closer, as if you could draw him even deeper inside your body even though his hips are fully flush with  yours and you can feel him filling every inch of your cunt. Next to you, Yunho falls back onto his half of the bed, still waking up, and you’d be shocked at how unfazed he is except Mingi draws your face back to his and pumps his hips hard, just once to get your attention. 

You gasp at the feeling, gripping down on his forearm and panting, “Mingi, oh my god,” 

“Look at me,” He shakes his head, his thumb flicking over your bottom lip, “he can watch, but you look at me.” 

Heat floods you and you nod, already feeling fucked out and he’s barely done anything. Mingi takes your hand where it grips his hip and interlaces your fingers, rocking you back and pressing your hand into the bedding by your head. His other hand reaches down, turning your hips up and folding your legs back into a press. Every shift has you growing wetter, more hungry and desperate, and when he moves you into the perfect spot and shifts his cock just enough, you realize why he put you here. 

“You’re so fucking deep,” You moan, gripping down on his hand to steady you. 

“Look,” he directs you, “look how well you take all of me,” 

Following his instruction, you look down, your muscles clenching around him when you see where his cock disappears into you. Your legs are shaking already, you’re sure you’ll come fast after how overstimulated and raw you are, but you desperately need him to move.  With a stammer you beg him, “Please, Mingi, please,” 

He draws out of you slowly, almost completely, and the snaps his hips down to drive his cock in as deep as possible. Your head drops back into the sheets, and you sob, nodding and panting, “Like that,” 

Mingi increases his pace, drawing out and snapping back in a steady rhythm and the press of his cock over your g-spot has you crumbling beneath him. Your body feels like a live wire, hot and cold at the same time, tight snaps of pleasure rippling up from your core. 

“Ah, fuck omega,” Mingi groans, dropping a little further over your body with a shudder, “you’re so fucking tight,” 

Your hips jerk in response despite your pinned position underneath him. 

“Will my knot even fit, tiny?” He pants, teasing you, his pace never faltering. 

Blush blooms up your chest and across your cheeks, your body aching under his and the idea of his knot spins you out of control, “Mingi, I’m,” you grip his hand harder, “I’m close,” 

“Come,” He directs you, holding your gaze, “I know you can,” 

It hangs in front of you, dangling but just out of reach and you grip down his arm and close your eyes tight, focused just on the sensation and the wet sound of him working you. You need him to say something, your omega desperate and needy, the feeling of him inside you not quite enough to soothe you. You’re whining, tight and pained, and you can hear him begging you to come, but you need something more. You shake your head, “Tell me I’m good for you,” you choke out, “please, alpha,” 

Mingi groans, falling further forwards, his body nearly crushing you but the added weight makes you feel whole. Pushing your head to the side he slips close to your ear, pumping his hips deep as he does, “You’re my best girl,” 

Your mind sings with even just the single note of his praise. 

“You’re the only one who can take my knot,” He nips at your skin, “your pretty body all ripe and ready for my pups,” 

Your body folds in on itself, your orgasm hitting you so hard your ears are ringing, no sensations making sense except for his cock inside you and his hot breath as it dances across your neck. He likes you, he said so. He needs you, you’re perfect. Your mind plays his words on a loop as your body quakes, more ready for a knot than ever before. 

Mingi rocks back onto his knees, dragging your body with him, and holds you steady by the hips to use as his anchor so he can continue thrusting into you. Your head lolls to the side, your body pliant and open. You had forgotten Yunho was here, but when you open your eyes again and see him watching you both with his hard, weeping cock in his hand, you whimper. You reach for him, needing to please him, needing to help him come too. 

Mingi’s hand on your face snaps your head back to center, shaking his head, his jaw locked tight. He can’t scold you, he’s too close, but you can see every word in his expression. In this moment, he’s your alpha. No one else. He pulls you down hard as his knot starts to form, slipping inside you quickly and grinding his hips as he cock spills inside your wet walls. 

His knot is big, stretching you fast and you wince, gripping down on the sheets and pressing your eyes closed, breathing low and slow through your nose to deal with the sudden sensation. 

Mingi’s hand leaves your hip, and you can hear that he’s still panting through his orgasm, his release still pumping inside you, but his thumb starts to gently roll over your clit. His aim is not to make you come again, just to help release the tension locking inside you and ease the sudden discomfort of his growing knot. His thumb slows as he watches you relax again, face smoothing out to a perfect calm now that you’re deliciously full. 

With a sigh he stills, and your eyes flutter back open. 

“Damn,” His hands squeeze your hips, “you’re fucking amazing,” 

You hum, pleased and fully relaxed again, not yet able to form any coherent thoughts. 

Mingi sweeps a hand through his sweaty hair and then reaches for your hands, “Let’s turn us over, okay?” 

The predicament of this position, now that you’re finished and locked on his cock for an indeterminate amount of time, is how to get comfortable. With sure hands he holds you by the forearms and starts to lift you, but you can’t help the little whimper that passes through your lips at the feeling of him shifting inside you. 

“Yunho,” Mingi’s eyes flick to the other alpha, “can you get her up?” 

“Mhm,” Yunho’s deep warm hum comes from behind you and you relax further. He slips his hands underneath you, a hand on your upper and lower back to support your hips, and between both of them they lift you up until you can easily wrap your arms around Mingi’s neck. 

“There we go,” Mingi presses a quick kiss to your lips, “now let’s lay down,” 

Yunho’s hand stays steady in the center of your back should you need him, and Mingi moves smoothly, barely jostling you as he eases back onto his back against the pillows with you still nestled in his arms. You let out a heavy sigh once you’ve both settled, melting into the warm skin of his chest, feeling the steady thump of his heart under your cheek. 

“How’s that, jagi?” Mingi pushes your hair back over your shoulder and cups your cheek. 

“Good,” You nod, letting your eyes slip closed. 

He’s much less tense than Yunho was, and you imagine that has something to do with the fact that he’s done this all before. For Yunho, it felt like the sudden onset of his emotion and his protective aggression had everything to do with the fact that it was his first time. Mingi holds you calmly, but steadily, one hand cupping your ass to keep your hips right where they are, and the other soothing and loving on your cheek. 

Yunho’s hand leaves the center of your back and you feel the bed shift, “I’m going to go shower,” he murmurs, “do either of you need anything?” 

You blink your eyes open, shifting up on Mingi’s chest, “No, wait,” 

Yunho pauses, looking tense and he swallows, “Yeah?” 

“Don’t go,” 

Yunho looks torn, shifting in the bed and you see the outline of his erection under the sheet that is pulled up over his lap. Mingi smirks, immediately putting the pieces together, and Yunho says, “I won’t be long,” 

“I can help,” You offer immediately, glancing down at Mingi to check to see if he’s opposed to the idea, but he looks nothing but smugly pleased. You nod towards Yunho’s lap, “Let me help you, Yunho,” 

He shakes his head a little, “It’s fine, I don’t want to make you,” 

“Yunho, stop,” You cut him off, “you’re both helping me through heat when you didn’t even plan to. I can help you too, I want to,” 

He hesitates, but you can see how much he wants to say yes. His eyes flick to Mingi and you watch the silent conversation between them. Finally, Mingi shrugs and nods, “Wouldn’t be the first time,” 

Yunho sighs, relieved, and you make a mental note to ask about that later if the moment presents itself. Your understanding of them is shifting with every passing hour in their company, and you know now that men you know from the studio are so much different than the assumptions that you made. 

“Come right here,” You gesture him over, unable to move, still locked to Mingi. 

Yunho nods, dropping the sheet again and coming up onto his knees, shuffling across the bed until he’s tucked close to Mingi’s shoulder and in the perfect spot for you to tip just forward enough that you can take him in your mouth. 

“Are you,” He starts to say, but you sink your mouth forwards and take him as far back as you can in this position. He groans, his words dying in his throat. 

You pull off him for just a moment to murmur up to him, “Yunho, just shut up,” 

“Got it,” He shudders, and you take his thick length back over your tongue once again. 

The position is uncomfortable though, still locked on Mingi’s cock and doing your best to brace yourself on his chest. You feel unbalanced and dizzy, but you don’t stop. When you push forward further, taking him deep down your throat far enough that your nose brushes his pubic bone, you shift against Mingi far enough that his knot pulls. It’s not painful, but it’s not pleasant, and you drop back with an annoyed sound. 

“Here,” Mingi murmurs, and you feel his legs change position, feet flat on the bed now so that his thighs are raised to hold you better. He places one broad hand on your waist and one underneath your breast, spread wide on your ribs so that he can hold you perfectly steady, “there you go,” 

The pressure in your lower back dissipates, the pull of his knot gone completely, and Yunho takes the hint to move just a little closer. Now things are easy. Yunho’s hands gather your hair until his hands rest at the back of your head, not changing your pace at all but just resting there, moving steadily with every bob of your head. 

“Fuck,” Yunho groans as you sink down further, intentionally dragging the flat of your tongue down the underside of his shaft firmly, “more,”

You murmur a soft sound of recognition, and start to bob your head faster, doing your best to breathe steady through your nose and not let the way the head of his cock bumping your throat makes your gag reflex jump. Yunho’s fingers tighten on your scalp and you hollow out your cheeks, and you brace your hand on his thigh to keep steady and keep moving. 

“God,” Yunho’s voice sounds tight and breathless, “you’re so fucking perfect,” 

You moan softly around his cock, and feel Mingi grip you a little more firmly, his still hard length twitching inside you at the sound. Your muscles flutter around him, a little ebbing lap of warm pleasure up your body and Mingi’s thumb on your belly drags back and forth in a comforting pattern. 

“Our omega likes to hear how good she is,” Mingi smiles, “isn’t that right, jagi?” 

“Mm,” Your response is muffled but understood, and Yunho sighs above you. 

“Fuck,” Yunho feels shaky now, his hard length twitching in your mouth, “fuck, baby, u-use your hand,” 

You pull off him immediately, letting Mingi’s grip support you as you take Yunho’s shaft in your hand. You’re gasping a little, a headrush at the sudden swell of oxygen, but you can’t slow down now. With quick motions you pump his cock, dragging your hand up and down the slick length and teasing the tip with your tongue. Beads of precum pearl up at the tip and you lap them away, again and again, eyes up to watch Yunho’s head fall back with a groan. 

“Alpha,” You whine, intentionally moaning as you drag your tongue over him again, “please come for me,” 

“Don’t stop,” He begs you, his eyes still shut tight. 

“Never,” Your hand pumps harder, just a little more applied pressure to coax him to the edge. 

Mingi curses under his breath, mouth open and eyes locked on you. 

“Where?” You manage, ignoring the ache in your arm as you work him over. 

“I’m,” Yunho stutters, “fuck, I’m close,” 

“Come for me,” You beg him, “come on, baby,” 

Yunho shudders and then shifts forwards, knocking your hand away and pumping his cock hard and fast at the pace he needs. With his hand locked in your hair he pulls your head back and comes hot over your chest, streaks of his release from your neck down to your breasts. You brace yourself on his thigh, watching as he recovers, breathing heavily and shaking as he looks down at you. 

“Yunho,” You breathe, but he drops low and pulls your lips to his, crushing you into a kiss. You moan softly against his lips, and inside you finally feel Mingi’s knot start to release so he can slip himself out of you. 

“That was,” Yunho shakes his head against yours, “god,” 

“The hottest thing I’ve ever seen?” Mingi offers and you break away from Yunho with a laugh. 

“Mingi,” You ease back up into a better position now that you’re not locked down on him, straddling him and just resting on top of his thighs, trying to regain your breath. 

“I’m just being honest,” Mingi says with ease. 

Yunho’s hands slip off you, and sits down with a heavy sigh. His distant, dreamy look fills you with warmth and caught between two alphas who continue to praise you and care for you, you’re finding parts of yourself to unlock that you never thought you’d tap into. 

“Good?” You murmur as Yunho meets your eyes. 

His tongue darts out and wets his lips as his eyes flick over you, “So good,” he says, “but let me clean you up,” 

You’re so much more attuned to them now, after spending almost a full day sharing your bodies together, and you can’t miss the way that Yunho runs a hand along Mingi’s upper arm and gives it a squeeze before he rolls off his side of the bed to get a damp washcloth. 

Yunho moves into the bathroom and flips on the tap, and you take the moment to look back down at Mingi, “Was that too much?” 

Mingi’s brows knit together and he shakes his head, “What do you mean?” 

“Us together?” You gesture between the two of you and then towards the bathroom where you hear the tap flick off. 

He grins, amused, and smooths his broad hands up and down your thighs, “We’ve done this before,” 

“Oh,” Your head snaps to Yunho as he re-enters the room. 

“What?” His eyes dart between the two of you.

“y/n was worried we crossed a line,” Mingi teases, but Yunho hasn’t picked up on the joke. 

“How?” He looks concerned, suddenly anxious that you are the uncomfortable one. 

You shake your head, reaching for the damp cloth to clean yourself up, “Not like that,” you tell him, nudging Mingi with your leg, “I just know we didn’t talk about doing things as a group. We kind of fell into that, I didn’t want to,”

“Oh,” Yunho interrupts, and then looks to Mingi, “oh, I see what you mean,” 

A light ripple of a fresh cramp pulses through you and Mingi feels you tense up above him, watching as you breathe low through your nose. “Already?” He checks. 

“No,” You relax as the pain passes, “not yet,”

“Do you want a shower or something? Before we keep going?” Yunho’s ears run red and you realize just how much you like watching him blushing and nervous. 

“Yeah,” You nod, “that would be nice,” 

Mingi sits up then, manhandling you easily to your feet so he can stand and stretch, “Let’s all go,” 

He tugs you forward into the bathroom, giving you no real choice in the matter and Yunho follows too. Mingi starts the water and waits for it to warm up, while Yunho leans against the edge of the sink. “You don’t have to be worried about anything being awkward,” Yunho clarifies for you after a moment, “between Mingi and me, that is,” 

“You’re sure?” You ease back on the counter next to him. 

“Mhm,” Yunho smooths a hand down your bare back and looks at his friend, “we’ve done this a few times. Not with someone in heat, but you know, we’ve shared partners before.” 

“It’s been a while,” Mingi shrugs, checking the temperature, “a couple of years maybe, but yeah,” 

“That makes me feel so much better,” You sigh, leaning into Yunho’s side, “I didn’t want to get in the middle of things or make it weird,” 

Yunho smiles, a quiet laugh on his lips and Mingi shakes his head, “I’ve been with him since middle school,” he says, “we’ve done basically everything together. There’s not really anything you could do to get in the middle or make it weird,”

Yunho rolls his eyes and wraps a lazy arm around your shoulders, “Following me around since middle school, more like.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Mingi laughs, “you love me,” 

You watch as Mingi steps into the shower behind the curtain, and Yunho shakes his head, a small smile on his lips. “Now that that’s cleared up,” He kisses your hair, “let’s just relax while we can. You’re feeling okay?” 

In truth, you’re feeling the bubbling need flooding back faster, and you’re already aching in places you shouldn’t be aching in, but you nod, “I’m good,” 

He gives you one last squeeze, and then follows Mingi into the shower. With them out of your eye line you suddenly feel a little panicked, a tight feeling inside you like a cord is pulling taut suddenly, and you know you’re getting closer to the harder hours of your heat. 

You shake off the feeling as best you can and head for the shower. 

“Guys?” Your voice is a little weaker than you wanted, and you clear your throat to try and tamp down the sudden strange wave of emotion. 

Mingi appears suddenly in the space between the curtain and the shower wall, “What’s wrong?” 

“Nothing,” You shake your head, pushing back the curtain a little so you can climb in. 

Mingi secures a hand under your arm to steady you, and once you’re in the warm spray of the water between them, you start to feel the sudden anxious waves fade. 

Yunho tucks close to your back and wraps his arms around you, “Your emotions are all over the place,” he observes, passing his thumb over the gland in your neck once again to calm you, “what’s going on all of a sudden?” 

“It really is nothing,” You sigh, sinking back into his arms, “I just started to feel a little panicky, but I’m fine now,” 

Mingi studies your face for a moment, “It’s okay,” he says, knowing exactly what you were feeling and why, “we’ll stay close now,” 

Yunho nods, giving you a comforting squeeze. After a few moments he separates from you, pressing a kiss to your shoulder and he reaches for the shampoo. 

It’s been hours, from the time you woke in the early morning hours to now and you have no concept if it’s even light or dark outside. You drop your head back into the water to wet your hair and sigh, “I don’t even know what time it is,” 

“Same,” Mingi laughs. 

“It’s like seven,” Yunho says, “shockingly,”

“At night?” Your eyes widen. 

“Mhm,” He says, eyes closed and head back, in the middle of lathering the shampoo into his hair, suds dripping down his shoulders and over the firm plane of his chest. 

A throb flutters through your core again, and you pull your eyes away to focus on something else like the tile or the way the water is hitting the shower curtain. Anything that will keep your mind off their bodies and what they can do with them. 

“Wait,” You look up, this time just holding their eyes as a thought occurs to you, “what are you going to do about work?” 

“What do you mean?” Mingi asks. 

“It’s Sunday,” You point out, “but my heat won’t be over by tomorrow,” 

“We’re taking heat leave,” Yunho says, “all of us.” 

Your mouth drops, “Everyone will know,” you can’t believe they wouldn’t care about this, especially Yunho, “if we’re all on leave at the same time it will be so obvious you’re with me,” 

Mingi grins, wolfish and cheeky, “What’s the matter omega? You don’t want anyone to know we’re your alphas for the week?” 

A shiver runs up your spine and you take a step back, trying to keep a clear head, but any time he uses your designations something deep inside you bends and responds. You shake your head, “I just meant it might look like favoritism or something inappropriate,” you look at Yunho, “I mean you’re kind of my boss,” 

“I am not your boss,” His nose crinkles, completely disturbed by the idea that he might have to manage anyone. 

“Well, no,” You roll your eyes, “I guess not, but you are the most respected person there. You call the shots, Yunho,” 

He considers your words, worrying his bottom lip with his teeth as he thinks before nodding once, “You be on heat leave, we’ll just be sick separately. We’ll come back on different days.” 

“Doesn’t that still look suspicious?” You chew your lip. 

“I mean,” Yunho sighs, rubbing a hand over the back of his neck, “I could work Monday and Tuesday, and then Mingi could swap off and take Wednesday, Thursday, if it lasts that long?” 

The idea of being without either one of them makes your heart beat faster. 

Yunho watches your face fall, eyes tunnel-visioning and he waves his hands, “Or not, it was just an idea, but we won’t do that. We’ll both stay,” 

“Sorry,” You shake your head, “I don’t, I’m sorry I don’t mean to make this more difficult,” 

“You aren’t,” Mingi interrupts, “we’ll figure it out.” 

“The safest thing is for the two of us to be sick, and for you to be on leave,” Yunho says, “and if anyone guesses, we’ll just keep this to ourselves. No one has to know.” 

He’s right, you know it, and you have to trust them, “Okay,” 

Mingi dips back into the water to rinse out his hair, and though it’s a tight fit in their shower, you all move together with ease as if you’ve all done this a million times before. You’re flushed again, face lighting up with blush, and despite the water already breaking out in a fine sweat, but you’re not sure if it’s the heat of the shower or your heat. You do your best to ignore it, and reach past Mingi for the bottle of body wash. 

“Can I have,” Stretching a little too far, a pain lances up your abdomen and you retract your arm with a whine, doubling over. Not the heat of the shower, then. 

“Hey,” Yunho twists, catching you, “you okay?”

“Mhm,” You answer him, teeth clenched. 

“y/n,” Yunho tries to straighten you up with him but your body is cramping too much. 

“No, no, please,” You grip down on his arm and he freezes.

“It’s okay,” Mingi soothes you, “let’s finish up and get you back to bed,” 

Hot, radiating pain is twisting in your gut and you nod, but you can’t move. Despite the comforting  way that Yunho strokes your back, you can’t feel anything but intense arousal, every touch of his skin on yours making your cunt throb and wet with slick. 

“We should hurry,” Yunho can feel the way you’re trembling, how heavy your weight is in his hands as you try to support yourself. 

“Yunho,” You moan, your hand bracing on the tile wall, “please stop moving your hand.” 

“W-what?” He stills. 

“It’s distracting,” You breathe. 

“You need to go now, don’t you?” Mingi crouches so that your eyes can meet his. 

All you can do is nod. 

“Alright,” Mingi reaches for the shower knob, “hold her,” 

“Got her,” 

Mingi cranks the shower off, the water cutting off abruptly, and he reaches outside the curtain to drag in a fluffy gray towel. He shakes it out and moves closer to you, “Nice and easy,” he murmurs. 

“I need to lay down,” You manage, but it sounds like a sob, “please, Mingi, please,” 

“I know,” He says, wrapping the towel around your shaking body, “that’s where we’re going.” 

The towel feels like little needles to your hypersensitive skin and you can’t help the hot, fat tears that roll down your cheeks. The way you’re rocketed back into this headspace of needing to be knotted is so much faster than before, which means you’re entering the peak of your heat. It will probably be like this for a while, you know that, but right now rational thoughts are bleeding away and all you can think about is them. 

Soft hands on your cheeks bring you out of your haze and you feel Mingi brushing away your tears, “Hey, hey, hey,” he murmurs softly, “you’re alright,” 

You grimace, “This sucks,” 

He smiles, wide and genuine and nods, “I know,” 

“I’m,” Your voice is caught in your throat and you shift painfully, curling onto your side, “fuck, I’m really glad you’re here,” 

Mingi nods again, “Here, and not going anywhere,” 

You need them, and you wriggle out of your towel so all you can feel is the softness of the sheets, “Can somebody touch me, please?” 

“Mhm,” Mingi runs a hand across your bare shoulders and gives you a gentle squeeze, “tell me what you need, babe,” 

A shiver runs through you, and you sniffle, trying to answer but finding it hard to do. 

“Are you cold?” Yunho murmurs, dropping to your eye line as he kneels by the side of the bed you’re turned towards. 

“Like a fever,” Mingi’s hand rests over your forehead, “she’s got chills,” 

You hold Yunho’s eyes, and he softens, “Can I come in?” 

You reach for him, nodding and blinking back the sudden flood of tears. 

“Okay,” He says as he shifts onto the bed, dragging his blanket over you both, “let me warm you up,” 

You snap to his chest like a magnet, snuggling up close and feeling like your body might never stop shaking. 

“Mingi,” Yunho murmurs low as he strokes your hair, “get in here,” 

“Yep,” The bed shifts behind you and then suddenly you’re enveloped in warmth.

Mingi presses behind you, the length of your back fitted neatly against the broad, firm plane of his chest. He runs hot, hotter than Yunho by a degree or two and the combination of them both on either side of you has you cocooned in steadying heat. The blanket shifts over you and before you know it, you’re snuggled tightly between the two of them. 

“Better?” Mingi checks in with you, his fingertips grazing your cheek as he pushes back your hair. 

“Mm,” You shudder, teeth chattering, “but I’m just s-so cold,” 

“Shh,” Yunho soothes, shifting slightly so that he can drop his lips to your shoulder. He exhales heavily, a slow stream of warm air across your skin, “it’s okay, omega,”

Mingi’s mouth connects with your back and he follows suit, another jet of warm air fluttering down your spine. 

A little whine breaks through your lips, and Mingi’s mouth turns to deliver kisses between every puff of hot air, your body melting now in their arms. 

“Don’t cry,” Yunho pulls you closer, “we’ll take such good care of you, sweetheart, that’s what your alphas are here for,” 

You nod against him, “It’s getting worse,” 

Yunho shifts back to look at you again, “What can we do?” 

“Just be here,” You slip your leg in between his, tangling you both tighter together as Mingi scoots forward, “it’s just happening so fast,” 

“Off meds it can be like this,” Mingi assures you, “don’t be scared,” 

“I feel dizzy,” You admit, “foggy,” 

“Is this helping at all?” Yunho asks, his brows drawn together in a nervous expression. 

“Mhm,” You manage. 

“Foggy, how?” Mingi asks, trying to get a good look at you. 

You think a moment, wetting your lips and taking a slow breath, “Disconnected,” 

“Mm,” He nods, “I think you’re peaking faster than you expected,” 

“What does that mean?” Yunho glances up at Mingi, “Should we do something differently?” 

“You tell me if I’m wrong,” Mingi says, kissing your shoulder, “but basically it means less time between drops. Things get hazy, more instinctual. For my ex, sometimes she didn’t remember everything we did or things she said,” 

“I don’t like that,” Yunho says quietly. 

“That’s why we talked this morning,” You pause, thinking it through as best you can through the ache, “yesterday? That’s why… I mean, this is what I,” Words come slowly and your first tightens as you search for the right thing to say. 

“Easy,” Mingi soothes you, “relax, okay? The details don’t matter right now,” 

“Right,” You sigh. 

“I just,” Yunho’s hand tightens on your lower back, “you were going to go home and deal with this alone? There’s no way, and with an unmated alpha home,” 

Panic lances through you, “Don’t be angry with me, please,” 

“I’m not angry,” He clarifies immediately, “not at all, y/n,” 

“You sound upset,” You admit. 

“I’m not,” He soothes you, “I’m just thankful you’re here, that you’re safe,” 

“There wasn’t a chance in hell I was letting her go home,” Mingi says calmly, “you just offered so quick,” 

“I don’t know,” Yunho murmurs, “I just needed to,” 

“I get it,” Mingi nods. 

You feel a little like you could fall asleep, except for the fact that every minute shift of their bodies against yours feels like a lick of hot fire, and you know you’re close to the bubbling need resurfacing in your belly. You tighten your legs together, hips shifting back at the pulse of your core, and forward as you try to find a comfortable position. A cramp ripples through your abdomen and you feel the telltale gush of slick preparing you for another knotting. Yunho’s eyes blow wide and you know he can feel your body shifting and changing, and you’re sure Mingi can too.

“I got you,” Yunho breathes, pulling his hand under the covers and navigating to find the juncture of your thighs. 

You adjust your tangled legs so that you can open up to him, naturally shifting back against Mingi’s chest in the process, “Please,” 

His fingers slide through your folds with ease and he sighs, “You’re so wet, omega,” 

“Mm,” You shake, stretching your legs open wider, and Mingi slips a hand down to cup your thigh and hold you open. 

“I won’t keep you waiting,” Yunho assures you, dipping forward to capture your lips. He kisses you with a warm, slow intensity, sighing against your mouth as his tongue flicks along the underside of yours. When his fingers sink home inside you, you moan into his open mouth, your eyes pressing shut tightly and hips jerking against Mingi. 

“Yunho,” You shiver, “yes, please, yes,” 

He keeps his mouth on your skin as he draws his hand back, dragging his two fingers almost completely out of your throbbing channel. He nips gently at your lower lip and then suddenly he’s forcing you open again, pushing three fingers in as deeply as his knuckles will allow, pulsating them gently in and out. 

“Mm-fuck,” You whine, “so good,” 

“That’s it,” Yunho speeds up just a little, enough to drag his fingertips over your spongy g-spot, “right there?” 

You groan a response. 

“Is that your sweet spot?” Yunho nips at your lip again, “Did I find it, jagi? Does that feel good?” 

Every flick of his middle finger inside you, the push of his knuckles against your swollen clit, his hot eyes studying your face, every piece of it has you sinking further into Mingi’s chest and close to coming apart at the seams. Yunho makes a small noise to prompt your answer and you nod, hazy. 

“There,” You work your hips down against him, “deeper,” 

“Deeper,” He smirks, pushing his hand forwards fast and hard, leaving you groaning. 

“Fuck,” Mingi breathes behind you, his hand slipping away from your thigh and you feel his cock starting to stiffen against your ass. 

You’re writhing between them, trying to find purchase on the sheets below you so you can rock your hips down and fuck yourself open on Yunho’s fingers, chasing the stretching feeling, blush erupting across your chest and cheeks as you pant. 

“So sexy,” Mingi growls gently in your ear, kissing your throat before his hand slides over your hip and cups one plush cheek in his wide hand, “you feel that?” He juts his hips up, dragging his hard cock over your skin. 

“Oh, god,” You moan sharply. 

“Come here,” Mingi slides his hand under, sweeping through your wet slick and over Yunho’s fingers, and you’re not sure exactly what he’s planning until he draws his hand back and dips his digits between your cheeks. 

You gasp sharply as his middle finger finds the tight ring of muscle of your ass, pressing against it without pushing inside, just spreading your slick up and around to prepare you for whatever he has planned next. At your sharp inhale, Yunho looks up at Mingi and tries to gauge what’s happening, realization dawning on him when you moan sharply and grip down on his arm. 

“Does that feel good?” Mingi curls over you as he proceeds slowly, pushing the tip of his finger inside your untouched hole, “Come on, pretty omega, tell me,” 

“I don’t,” You stutter, holding onto Yunho’s shoulders as you shift and try to get used to the sensation, moaning as he pushes in a little deeper, “oh, my fuck,” 

“Good?” Yunho checks. 

“G-good, please don’t stop,” You choke out. 

“That’s our girl,” Mingi chuckles softly, and you feel them adjust their hands and sync their pace.

  You feel full, touched, tortured, and aching, their combined fingers matching pace perfectly to sink in and out of your body at a deliciously brutal pace. Where a moment ago you were riding Yunho’s fingers, chasing your orgasm with shaking need, now all you can do is hold on and let them take you. Taut pressure drops in your belly and you moan sharply, legs trembling, “I’m - oh god,” 

“Come for us,” Yunho kisses you hard and fast, fingers curling into your hair to hold you steady as he fucks you with his other hand, “come on our fingers, baby,” 

“S-shit,” You scramble in their hold, sweat dripping down your front. 

“I know,” Yunho croons softly, holding your gaze, “you’re so close, omega, I can feel it,” 

“I’m gonna come,” Your voice is mumbled, caught in a moan. 

“Take it,” Yunho pants, the muscles in his arm jumping as he flexes and adjusts. He sinks forward, pressing his forehead against yours and he nods, “come on, come on, baby,” 

You whine and jerk, hot pleasure churning in your gut and building to the perfect precipice. 

Mingi’s free hand grips your shoulder and suddenly his lips are at your ear as his finger fucks into you faster and faster, “You need more?” 

“Yes, fuck, yes,” 

A second finger stretches you open and you choke out a strangled moan, “Mingi!” 

He growls against you, pushing his cock against your skin for some friction as he continues to match Yunho’s pace, “I bet you wish you were taking both our cocks, don’t you?” 

The image of it flashes in your mind, your body sheathing both of them, feeling stretched and full. Their hips working in time, breaking you apart piece by precious piece in their hands, lips everywhere, hands everywhere. Your muscles clench hard on their fingers and you moan. 

“Oh, you do,” He teases, hand tight on your shoulder, “what a good girl,” 

“I’m c-coming,” You choke, body twisting up and locking into pleasure. 

“There,” Yunho grips your hair harder, his mouth hanging open as he watches you fall apart, “there she is,” 

“Oh god, oh god,” You whine, the crest of your orgasm only building in intensity, “I c-can’t, I can’t stop,” 

“Holy fuck,” Mingi’s fingers slide out and his hand curls around your hip to hold you steady. 

Yunho follows suit, but then suddenly he moves, hands leaving you and lips traveling down your body until he slips under the blanket entirely. 

“Yunho,” Your voice dies with a squeak when his hands push your thighs open wide and his tongue flicks over your clit. Your hips jerk back on a reflex, legs moving to close, your body feeling overstimulated and tight, but he won’t let you go. 

He wrenches your legs back open with ease, hooking them up over his shoulders and sinking his tongue back inside you, a groan on his lips as he laps at your wet slit, “You taste so sweet, jagiya,” 

“Honey,” Mingi sighs, “and sweet chamomile, just for us,” 

Your brain feels like it’s firing all at once, an overwhelming torrent of sensations that you can’t quite single out, just a din of feeling collapsing over you as your orgasm starts to build again, barely a moment of respite, “God,” 

Mingi’s hips press forwards, his cock nestled against your ass and you reach back for him, finding his hip and cupping him close. He rocks twice, dragging against you for some dry friction and then he stops himself with a taut sound. 

You lean back against his shoulder and shake your head, “Don’t stop,” 

“Shh,” Mingi hushes you, “just focus on,” 

“D-don’t tell me what to do,” You grip down on Mingi’s hip, dragging him closer, “use me, don’t stop if you need it,” 

He holds your eyes a moment, hesitating, but Yunho sucks at your aching clit and you arch back against Mingi, trapping his cock against your plush ass again and you watch him crumble. 

“Fuck it,” He crushes you to his chest, pumping his hips steadily, his hand on your hip sliding forward and closing over your stomach to press you back and tighten the feeling of his cock trapped between your bodies. 

“Yes, yes,” You whine as Yunho finds a good rhythm, tongue flicking over you again and again, and your nails dig into Mingi’s arm over your chest. 

“Come here,” Mingi curses in your ear, reaching suddenly for the blanket and tossing it to the side. 

Cool air wafts over you and makes you shiver, and you look down at Yunho between your legs, moaning at the sight of him buried against your cunt, eating at you with a reckless eagerness you’ve never seen in him. He’s messy, hair mussed and still damp from the shower, face glistening with your slick and he smiles as he readjusts and dives back in. 

“I want to watch,” Mingi nips at your ear, still thrusting against your backside, “look at you,” 

Trapped between them, you’re a breath away from another orgasm, and you open your mouth to say something, anything, when Mingi’s hand over your belly shifts lower to rest on the soft place just above your pubic bone. 

“Make a mess,” Mingi pants, “come on Yunho’s face, baby,” 

Mingi presses the heel of his hand down just as Yunho sucks sharply on your clit and it hits you harder than before, ripping a desperate cry from your lips and locking your body up in desperate rocking pleasure. 

“No, no,” Mingi yanks you back as you curl away from him into your release, holding you steady so that he can grind himself hard along your skin, his voice breathy and tight, “just a little,” he manages and then you feel him jerk hard, warm wetness across your back as his hips slow and his muscles melt. 

Your brain floats a moment and then clicks back into place and you register Yunho slowly lapping at your folds, bringing you down back to earth until he knows you’re through it. With slow movements he eases out from between your legs, kissing you gently as he does, stretching your legs out to rest on the bed instead of his shoulders. 

“Hey,” His voice is quiet and soft, fingers on your cheek, “you okay in there?” 

Your eyes flutter open and he’s close, brown eyes easy on yours and his face still shiny with your arousal. You swallow hard and unfurl from your position on Mingi’s shoulder, “I’m perfect,” 

You must be a picture, slick with sweat and cum, Mingi attached to your back like a koala as he drops in and out of sated sleep. Yunho smiles down at you, “I’m just going to step in the bathroom a second, but I’ll be back,” 

“Okay,” You sigh, “I’m good,” 

It’s not even a lie, you do feel okay, but you still find yourself tracking his movements as he shifts around the opposite side of the bed and slips into the bathroom. He leaves the door open and the light on so you can still see him as he washes his hands and locates a hand towel in the little linen cupboard. 

Mingi makes a sleepy noise behind you, and you squeeze his fingers. 

“Hmm?” He jumps at the sensation, “What’s going on?” 

“Nothing,” You assure him, “everything’s fine, get some rest,” 

Yunho comes back and Mingi drags himself up into a sitting position, scrubbing the orgasmic haze from his eyes, “No, no I’m up,” 

“Here,” Yunho murmurs, tossing the hand towel to Mingi, and you now see that it’s damp and meant to clean you up. 

“Thanks,” Mingi catches it deftly and eases the warm cloth down over your skin, wiping away any evidence of the night so far, “y/n,” he catches your attention, “how are you feeling?” 

“Sore,” You admit, “but better for the moment,” 

“Alright,” He throws the towel towards the open hamper, “can you stay with Yunho a while? I need to get some food together,” 

A nervous flutter lights up in your stomach but you take a steadying breath and nod, “Yeah,” 

“If you’re peaking this quick I want you to eat some more,” He explains, “while we still can,” 

“Thank you,” You murmur, this time letting him take care of you instead of fighting it. 

“If you need to sleep,” Mingi offers, “don’t fight it, I can always keep a plate warm for you.” 

“Okay,” 

“If you need anything,” Mingi says, not to you, but to Yunho, “just shout.” 

“Yep,” Yunho returns to your line of sight, dressed in a pair of oversized gray sweats and black cut off t-shirt. With a smile to ease your nerves he climbs back into the bed, righting the covers over you both and offering an arm, “you want to cuddle, or do you need some space?” 

You shift into his arms without hesitation, the tense knot inside you releasing once again now that you’re in his arms. Mingi murmurs that he’ll be back, and you listen carefully to the sound of him moving through the apartment, the sounds of the kitchen, the low hum of the building around you. 

“Are you really feeling okay?” Yunho asks softly, running a hand down the tensed muscle of your arm. 

“Better,” You pull your eyes back to his, “I just don’t know how long it’ll last,” 

“I’m sorry this hurts so much,” He murmurs, “I wish I knew about your suppressants,” 

“Yunho,” You shake your head, “I already told you,” 

“No, no, I know why you didn’t say anything,” He interrupts, “I don’t mean that. I’m just sorry you have to feel like this,” 

“It’s better being here,” You tell him quietly, “with you,” 

“Better than being alone?” He asks. 

“Yes,” You nod, “but better than being with anyone else too,” 

“Oh,” His voice is soft, his eyes widening just a little. 

“I’ve been with other alphas,” You tell him, shifting a little closer in his arms, “but it’s never like this,” 

“I’m,” He considers his words a moment, jaw tightening as he contemplates. “Am I doing things right?” 

“Knotting’s pretty self explanatory,” You smile, teasing him just a little. 

He sighs and rolls his eyes, “So, you are feeling better,” 

“Sorry,” You brush your hand down his chest, “I’m sorry, no, you are, you’re doing everything right,” 

“Good,” He exhales in relief, “it all feels right in the moment, but I didn’t want that to be one sided,” 

“No,” You assure him, “go with your gut,” 

There’s a clatter in the kitchen and you turn slightly towards the noise. Yunho’s hands tighten and then relax on you and he nudges you gently, “Still okay?” 

“Mhm,” You clear your throat, “my chest feels a little tight,” 

“Without Mingi?” He questions, stroking the gland in your throat to help calm you down. 

“Yeah,” You give him a soft smile, “are you sure you’ve never done this before?” 

“Helped an omega through heat?” He asks, still stroking your throat, “I’m sure,” 

“I’m surprised,” You confess. 

“Mm,” He shrugs, “I mean, I’ve been with omegas, but they’ve all been on suppressants and I guess… I don’t know, I just never found the right person,” 

Your brows draw together, “What do you mean?” 

“I’ve dated plenty,” He shrugs, a little sheepishly, “I just haven’t found the right person to stay with, and heat always seemed like something you’d share with, you know, the right person,” 

“You’re a romantic,” You chuckle softly, “heat’s always been a thing to get through for me,” 

“I can see why,” He nods, “and I don’t know, maybe I am?” 

You tuck yourself further under the blanket with him and adjust so that you can talk better eye to eye, “Do you want kids?” 

“Someday,” He answers without hesitation or discomfort, not like so many of the men you had dated or slept with who panic backstep from that question like you’re telling them you were already pregnant. 

“Family’s important to you,” You surmise.

“Very much so,” He smiles, “I’m really close with my parents and my brother,” 

“That’s nice,” You tell him softly, and you find yourself loving the way his eyes light up when he talks about them. 

“Do you?” He asks suddenly, breaking you out of your thoughts.

“Do I, what?” 

“Want kids,” 

Your gut twists at the words,  your biology responding to the idea of an alpha talking about babies, but you sigh and tell the truth, “I don’t know yet,” 

“Really?” He quirks a brow.

“Yes, really,” A flare of annoyance flutters through you, at the idea of yet another alpha dismissing your opinion on children, but his next words disarm you entirely. 

“That’s good,” He says with ease, “it’s honest. Not everyone knows, especially at our age.”

“Exactly,” 

“If you ever do,” He offers with a smile, his hand stroking your spine slowly, “I think you’d make a good parent. You’re always taking care of everyone at the studio and checking up on them, and I know you’re working like crazy but you don’t let the stress show,” 

“Oh,” 

“If,” He clarifies immediately, misreading your lack of response for some kind of reproach, “I just mean, you’re a good person, and you take good care of your friends, that’s all,” 

“Thank you,” You reach for him, bringing him back from his word vomit attempt at a back pedal apology, “that’s probably one of the nicest things anyone’s ever said to me,” 

His mouth slips shut, the rest of his words dying in the negative space between you and he sighs in relief. 

Another sound erupts in the kitchen and you hear Mingi curse quietly, and you dip your face into Yunho’s chest to bury your laugh. 

“He’s fine,” Yunho laughs with you, “he has a habit of burning things,” 

“I thought he was the cook,” You smile. 

“Oh, he is,” Yunho snuggles closer to you, “I have about three things in my rotation before I start producing hazardous waste,” 

“Cute,” You murmur. 

He holds you a little longer and you keep listening to the sound of Mingi in the kitchen. With Yunho’s arms around you, you start to wonder who that perfect person would be, the girl who would have taken his heart and drawn him in enough for more than a few dates. 

“Yunho,” You murmur up to him. 

“Hmm?” 

“If sharing heat is so special,” You find yourself asking, “why did you ask me to come home with you?” 

“I don’t know,” He answers honestly, “but I saw you there and something in my brain clicked, I knew I needed to keep you safe,” 

“Have you ever seen an omega in heat before?” You ask. 

“No,” He admits, “not an unmated omega at least,” 

“The biology is intense,” You comment, feeling a subtle twinge in your back that makes you shift your hips. 

“No kidding,” 

“Is it alright that I’m here?” You murmur, words quiet. You know there’s no way you can take him telling you no, not at this point in your heat, but you also have to ask. 

“More than alright,” He brushes off your anxiety with ease and holds you close, “don’t think like that,” 

Another ache in your back lights up and you shift positions again. 

“Are you hurting?” His hand slips over your hip. 

“Yeah,” You sigh honestly, “Mingi’s right, I’m peaking fast,” 

“We’ll take care of you,” He soothes, “don’t worry,” 

“I know,” 

“Hey,” Mingi’s voice makes you jump and you turn to see him re-enter the room, a tray of food in his hands, “you’re still awake,” 

The tight cord wrapped around your chest releases immediately at the sight of him and Yunho smiles as he feels the rest of your tightly locked muscles relax in his hands. 

“I’m starving,” Yunho shifts up in the bed and brings you with him so that you’re both in a sitting position. 

“There’s plenty,” Mingi smiles, plopping the tray down on Yunho’s lap before climbing back over you both to take up his post on your left side. 

“Can you eat?” Yunho drags the tray over both your thighs. 

“A little,” You nod, “and then maybe some sleep?” 

“You want to try to nap?” Mingi brushes your hair with his fingers. 

“I don’t know what’s better,” You admit, reaching for a dish of rice, “that might make it worse,” 

“Napping never makes anything worse,” Mingi shakes his head, “tuck in and then we’ll try and get as much sleep as your body will let us,” 

You agree, even though at first you’re not sure if you can settle down enough to sleep. It isn’t until your second bowl of rice and warm broth that your eyes start to feel heavy, your brain sluggish and slow. You know you’re starting to peak properly now, heading into the thick of the fog where anything your body wants you’ll beg to get, but that conscious thought starts to fade away. Despite the throb between your thighs, you’re mostly sated for the moment, full of food and surrounded by them. You blink slowly, trying to make sense of Mingi’s words as he takes the tray of food off your lap and shifts it to the side. 

Your body feels like it’s floating a little as Yunho eases you down into the bedding. 

The warm glow from the bedside table lamps disappears. 

You melt into the mattress beneath you, the taste of chocolate on the tip of your tongue. 

For now, you sleep.