Fluidity: Jungkook X Taehyung

Fluidity: Jungkook x Taehyung💋

A/N: ReaderxJungkookxTaehyung , threesome🥴🌚❤️‍🔥

4.1k words

Excitement and anxiety flooded you as you walked down the silent hallway of the employee's quarters.

This area of the ship was restricted. All non-personnel were forbidden from even stepping foot on this floor. But luckily for you, you had access to all floors. And even luckier, tonight you had a key.

The boat rocked, leaning the deep green-carpeted hallway as the waves of the ocean rocked her. You wobbled in the direction of the tilt just as you reached the door at the very end.

Room 901.

The place you'd become very fond and familiar with over the past several weeks. Your eyes lingered on the rusted gold numbers on the middle of the door, your excitement and anxieties teeming. Melting down and flowing into the pit of your stomach.

This is crazy.

Someone could see you.

You could get caught.

Everyone involved would most likely have hell to pay.

But that's what made this so enticing. The fear of being discovered, although you had no intention of getting caught. The sin in itself was what made you fall in love with it all.

After glancing over your shoulder one more time, you pulled a thin white key card from your cleavage and quickly insert it into the slot beneath the door handle.

A tiny green light beams and the soft click sound alerts you of your access being granted. So with your trembling hand on the handle and one long leveling breath, you pushed the door open and stepped inside.

The quaint suite was dim, the flickering pattern of the ocean casting blue and silver streaks over the color-less walls. A soft glow of a candlelit lantern swayed with the current beside the full-sized bed, draped in dark blue satin sheets and duvet to match the Pacific beyond the window.

You bent down to unfasten the clasp on your heels, glancing around in search of a certain presence and pouting at the lack thereof. As you stepped out of your shoes you flinched at a sound behind you.

"Jungkook?" Your voice shook with caution as you turned in the direction of the sound just as the culprit is stepping up behind you from the shadows.

You gasp when the familiar pair of strong arms snake around your waist and Jungkook's scent fills your senses, melting you back against his embrace as he nosed at your neck.

"Hi.." his husky greeting sent chills down your spine, his soft lips skimming over your skin.

"Hi," you respond, inhaling sharply when you feel Jungkook catching your earlobe in a gentle nibble. His hands roved over your dress, one resting at your hip while the other reached around to palm at your center, cupping you through the thin fabric of your dress. The hem of it is pulled up and Jungkooks hand slowly slid underneath to explore you, spreading your puffy lips with his fingers.

Your head falls back to rest on his shoulder as his fingers massaged at your sensitive folds, humming into your ear with approval at your lack of underwear.

"Do you just not wear panties for the hell of it?.." he whispers between kissing at your jawline. The pad of his fingers press deeper into your front and move in a slow circle that makes you shake.

"...Or do you just like teasing me?" he latches down on your throat and sucks hard, contrasting his soft but effective touches on your sex. You winced at the combo of stimulus, already feeling yourself dripping down your inner thigh the longer Jungkook touched you.

"Maybe..both.." you stammered out in between breathy moans in reaction to his skilled fingers. Your clit was swelling and aching from the way his long middle and index finger stroked and trapped it between them as he rubbed you.

Jungkook chuckled at your words.

"Wrong answer."

You had little time to respond to the wickedness in his tone when you felt him pulling away and turning you around to face him. His lips were on yours immediately, kissing you roughly and deeply while forcing you to walk back towards the bed.

Your back hits the mattress and Jungkook rushed in to continue kissing you. He reaches for your neck and pulls you up so he can undress you, pulling the zipper down the curve of your spine with ease. The garment was nearly yanked from your body, leaving you completely nude and at his complete mercy as he abandoned your lips to kneel between your legs.

Jungkook licked you soft and slow at first, sampling your sweet flavor before rolling his tongue in a figure-8 over the hood of your clit, curling underneath it, and sweeping around your slit. A teasing action that sent tingles of need all over you, making you squirm beneath him. His tongue felt like heaven but it was hell to feel him coming so close to the most sensitive parts of you without actually giving them attention.

"Kook..baby..." you whined when the tip of his tongue swirled around your clit again, compelling you to roll your hips in hopes of catching him slipping. Hopes that the right move would have his tongue swiping over the center of your clit. But Jungkook knew exactly what you were doing.

When his mouth closed over your entire mound your chest caved. Not a sound left you, your vocal cords paralyzed in response to the skilled tongue swirling and flicking over your pussy. All you could hear were the wet sounds of Jungkook sucking at you and his tiny growls of appreciation when you opened your legs wider for him.

He placed his palms on the thickest part of your thighs, pushing them down and locking you in place as he pushed himself up to put his full weight on your trembling legs as he sucked on you harder. Your hips bucked and your pelvis lifted to follow his mouth, your clit still trapped between his lips.

He suddenly releases your bud with a loud wet 'pop' and your bottom half drops flimsily back onto the bed.

"Fuck"  You yelped at the sting of it, your head falling back and your eyes shut tight. You were so close to coming just then that your entire body quivered, your walls clenching and your clit throbbing for more.

Jungkook chuckled before diving back in, eating you like this for what like forever. Sucking and licking you senseless, pushing and pulling you closer and closer to orgasm, and just abandoning you at the edge to never let you finish.

By the third time, you had tears in your eyes, nearly sobbing for release and mercy. But you knew Jungkook. You knew this was his favorite game and you knew that when he finally did let you cum, it would be mind-blowing.

After Jungkook figured you'd had enough of his torture, he stood.

"Look at me.." he commanded. You were already near delirium from being edged and teased for so long that you could barely see when you lifted your head. Tears blurred your vision for a moment but after blinking a few times you were able to see Jungkook unbuttoning his silk work shirt. His smooth skin, chiseled abs and muscled chest steal the show once his shirt is completely open.

Fuck, he's so perfect. Your bottom lip tucked itself between your teeth as he began to undo his slacks, popping the button and tugging the zipper down slowly.

The bulge in his underwear was extremely prominent, the thick print of his half-hard dick curving to the side beneath the dark grey fabric. He wrapped his tattooed hand over it, tugging gently at the shaft and hissing softly in reaction.

"Hey...Up here." Jungkook smirked at your thirsty expression and you reluctantly tore your eyes away from his crotch to look him in the face. Which wasn't any less beautiful than the rest of him.

Jungkook was an enigma, his duality always catching you off guard no matter how much time you spent together. His features were perfectly placed and sculpted on his round face. When he smiled, his eyes sparkled and his dimpled cheeks became round and cherubic. You always had to resist the urge to pinch them when you had the opportunity.

But that wasn't the Jungkook in front of you right now. That Jungkook was long gone, taking the night off and leaving his darker counterpart in charge for the remainder of the evening.

"Are you ready?" His dark eyes glinted and his brow arched. He blinked slowly as he pushed down his pants and underwear in one movement, letting them pool at his ankles. Your gaze traveled back down his perfectly sculpted body, following his dark happy trail until your eyes were following the sinuous movements of his hand.

Wrapped around his shaft, Jungkook stroked his dick slowly. The thin velvety skin before the tip bunched and wrinkled when he stroked up, forcing the head to swell and excrete his arousal. The ocean's reflection caught on the beads of pre-cum collecting and dripping from the slit. Your mouth watered immediately at the sight, wanting nothing more than to taste him on your tongue. You were so distracted by the thought that you'd completely forgotten to respond to the man's question.

When a hard hand comes down flat against your inner thigh, ending the blow with a squeeze to your flesh, you found your wits immediately.

"Yes! Yes..please..." you nodded fervently and Jungkook chuckles, tilting his head the way only he could do to make your insides contract.

"Please what?" He squeezes your thigh again and you whimper in response.

"Fuck me. Please.." you choked out and Jungkook smiles.

Suddenly your body is jolted forward an inch and your legs are lifted with Jungkooks large hands slotted at the back of your knees as he spread you wider for him. His abs flexed in tandem with his hips and he leaned forward, pushing only the head of his dick past your entrance with no warning.

You groan at that alone, the thickness of his member already stretching you so good. Jungkook pulled back a fraction then pushed himself in a little deeper, his tip grazing the top of your walls as he pulled back again.

They clinched and quivered in an attempt to savor him, wishing he would end his tease and just dive into you completely. But that wasn't his style.

Jungkook lived for this. He loved giving you only enough to push you to that point just so he could make you beg for it. He loved having the power over your pleasure in his hands.

Your body shook with a shallow sob when Jungkook pushed into you again, grazing that swollen spot, stretching you some more, and sliding in a little deeper but not all the way, and pulling out.

You wanted to curse him for feeling this good, even with only a third of him pulsing inside of you. Tears sprang anew in your eyes as Jungkook stroked you painfully slow, letting the orgasm he'd been denying you build itself up again. Your chest heaved and your strained moans filled the air, distracting you completely from the sound of the suite's door opening.

The sound of it shutting snaps your haze and your eyes pop open and squint as you lift your head to investigate.

Just beyond where Jungkook stood, was another man cloaked in the shadows of the night. His dark wavy mane blended in with the darkness of the room, his tall frame stalking forward. The blue luminous glow of the moon shining through the ocean marks the path of his approach, bringing an unhindered view of his beauty as he watched Jungkook fuck you slowly with fire in his eyes.

Taehyung.

Jungkook steals a glance over his shoulder and smirks before returning his focus on where your bodies met, leaving only half of his swollen member inside of you as he paused mid-stroke to get your attention.

"You feel so fucking good..." his voice seemed to have dropped an octave and your heart stuttered at the way Jungkook's tone switched to address you. One of his hands comes up over your leg, grazing over your thigh gently until the tips of his fingers reach your sex.

"Too good not to share......" he groans low in his throat when he pushes himself a fraction deeper at the exact moment his thumb swiped and rubbed over your clit.

Taehyung's jaw clenched at the sounds you made for his best friend, the way you were so responsive to his touch had his dick throbbing beneath his denim shorts.

Jungkook acts as if he doesn't notice the way his dick jumped inside of you at the sound of Taehyung unzipping his shorts, choosing to only focus on the sweet sound of you moaning for him instead.

"So I invited him. Is that ok with you?" Jungkook rolls himself back then forward once more to provoke your answer, smirking at the way you clenched around him.

"Yes." You croaked, your voice hoarse and almost gone already and the desperation in your response has both men grinning wickedly.

Taehyung was already half-naked, his shirt lying abandoned at the bed and his shorts being kicked off before walking over to the side of the bed. Jungkook continued slowly entering you and pulling out teasingly, adding more pressure to your clit with each stroke as he watched Taehyung push down his underwear.

With his dick in hand, already hard and at attention, Taehyung leaned over the bed to loom over you. Kissing you softly and tasting the salty tears on your lips, Taehyung strokes himself a few times, almost matching Jungkooks pace inside of you.

"Hey there gorgeous..." he speaks against your lips. Jungkook watches the way you writhe and moan, unconsciously allowing himself to slide in and hitting the back of your heat. The sudden fullness makes you break Taehyung's kiss and cry out, arching up from the bed, fisting at the sheets.

"Yep. That's it, baby..." Taehyung purred in your ear, using his free hand to massage one of your breasts as the bounced to the rhythm of Jungkook fucking into you at a steady pace.

He pulls back out with a groan and slams back with a bit more force, making you cry out even louder from the pleasure and the pain. This only encourages Jungkook to go harder and so he does. He's quickly losing himself and letting his head fall back and his eyes shut so he could relish in the sounds and sensations of him ruining you.

The mattress bows and creaks under Taehyungs weight as he climbed onto the bed all the way. Throwing his leg over your torso, he straddles your waist and sits upon his knees.

When you felt him settle himself over you, still stroking himself until his dick is staring you right in the face, you instinctively push yourself up on your elbows.

Taehyung places his finger beneath your chin to make you look up.

"You know the routine baby. Tap me when you cant breathe ok?" he says, grunting softly midsentence at his ministrations but his eyes were clear and tone even more so.

You nod but Taehyung isn't accepting that. He catches your cheeks in his hand, squeezing them a bit as he narrowed his eyes.

"Ok?" He repeats and you muffle out an audible response before he unhands your face.

"Good. Now open up beautiful..."  he says before pulling face closer to the tip with his firm hand guiding to you. Your lips part the moment you feel his smooth skin touch you and your mouth waters in preparation.

Taehyung lets out a low groan when his dick pushed past your lips and he hissed as you hollowed your cheeks to suck him in.

"Ahhh shit baby..." he calls out as he slowly sank over your tongue and to the back of your throat, making you gag. Your eyes rolled back a bit as the saliva pooled and dripped from the corners of your mouth, coating Taehyung sufficiently for him to fuck your face with ease.

And that's how it went down from that moment on.

Jungkook fucking you hard and deep, filling you up so good and hitting every spot with his thumb still rubbing over your clit.

Taehyung right in front of him, hands holding your face lovingly as he shoved his dick down your throat over and over as you moans and whimpered around him.

Erotic wasn't even befitting.

Everything about what transpired at that moment was beyond erotic.

The visuals.

The sounds.

The sensations.

They were all so overwhelming, overpowering even.

Like a man possessed, Jungkook gave in to the passion of the moment and as Taehyung upped his pace inside of your slacked jaw, he's completely unprepared for what was about to happen next.

A deep hiss cuts through his teeth when the feeling of Jungkook fisting a handful of his raven locks yanks his head back and forces him to look up at the ceiling. Jungkooks met with a little resistance but gains an unexpected satisfaction at how Taehyungs head just rolls to the side so he can watch you swallow him.

Jungkook didn't know what came over him. As many times he and Taehyung had done this, their dynamic never changed. Their focus had always been to please you. To dominate you. To fill you up in any and every way you desired.

But seeing the way Taehyungs body moved over your body, how every muscle in his back flexed as he rolled his hips into your face. The way his arms bulged with the task of holding your head still as he rocked into you.

The way his overgrown hair collected and stuck to his nape from sweat, his tanned skin glistening and almost glowing in the dim candlelit suite. The way the sound of your muffled moans, changing in pitch and volume in reaction to Taehyung fucking your throat senselessly harmonized with his deep voice as it praised and degraded you just the way you loved it.

Something about that combination had Jungkooks dick throbbing, drilling into you harder and faster as he chased his nut. His grip on Taehyungs hair tightened, yanking his head back again. Taehyung groans at the feel, clenching his jaw and panting through his nose as his eyes rolled back. A spark was set alight in his spine, the fuse burning and sizzling closer to detonation, and Jungkook knew he and his best friend were close to spilling into you.

"Fuck...fuck.." he grunted, looking down at the apex of your spread thighs to watch himself disappear and reappear inside of you all while keeping his grip on Taehyungs hair. As his stroke became stagnant, his hand slipped and fell to the back of Tae's neck. He held him there as an anchor, his other hand digging into the meat of your thigh.

Taehyung continued to rock into your mouth, his pace quickening desperately while you whimpered and did your best to hold on.

Despite your jaw being completely numb at this point.

"Gonna cum..gonna...ah shit shit fuck.." Jungkook ground out to the ceiling.

When he came, he saw stars. His vision goes blurry and his body tenses as he filled you with his hot release. His limbs and joints felt loose the moment he'd almost purged himself completely and the hand at Taehyungs neck began to slip. But before it could fall away, Taehyung reached over his shoulder to catch it and hold it there, squeezing it in a way to get Jungkook's attention.

"Almost...Fuck..Don't stop...Gonna cum.." he stammered, his tone not directed at anyone in the room in particular. You took his words as encouragement to keep your mouth as wet and as pliant you could until you couldn't hold on anymore. Jungkook took it as his cue to keep his hand where it was.

Taehyungs chest heaved and his shoulders shrugged when his climax hit and he threw his head back with his mouth agape. Jungkook instinctively leaned forward to snake his hand around the boy's throat to apply pressure, heightening the searing pleasure of his friend's release. His strangled groan vibrates underneath Jungkooks fingers, making his dick twitch and stiffen as it remained deep inside of your swollen sex.

The room went completely still, the only sounds being a trio of labored breathes and ship groaning against the pressure of the ocean waves.

Jungkook was the first to move, pulling out of you slowly and stepping away to retrieve a towel from the bathroom while you and Taehyung collected yourselves.

Your cheeks bulged when Taehyung pulled his softening member from your lips, his seed mixing with your saliva as it drizzled down your chin.

You swallowed every drop, licking your lips and sighing when you felt a soothing hand caressing your cheek. Your eyes flutter open weakly to see Taehyung looking down at you with hooded eyes.

"Hey there beautiful...You did amazing...You're so fucking perfect..." he exhaled with a soft smile. You mirrored his expression weakly, your arms trembling. The strength leaves them and you find yourself falling back into the sheets, breathing heavily and sated.

You most definitely came more than once. You weren't counting. You weren't coherent. But you knew you came back to back. The tingling sensation in your clit, the way your walls pulsed and contracted, and the way your legs twitched told you that you came more than once.

And as the serotonin and oxytocin flooded your bloodstream, so did the fatigue.

You seemed half-dead by the time Jungkook returned to clean you up. You didn't even notice Taehyung dismounting you. All you could register was the feel of the warm rag wiping at your pussy and the sounds of your lovers' voices fading off into the distance as you drifted.

"You good?" Taehyung turns to Jungkook with concern at how quiet he was. You had long since passed out, allowing Jungkook to scoop you up in his strong arms so Taehyung could pull back the blanket and sheets.

"Hmm?" he responded, careful not to stir you too much with his movements. He laid you down gently and fixed your position beneath the plush blanketing before looking up at Taehyung standing at the other side of the large bed.

Jungkook quickly looks away when he notices that Taehyung was still gloriously nude.

"Are you good? You're...quiet." Taehyung straightens his back, glancing down at your covered curves beneath the bedding then back at Jungkook, whose eyes were staring off-center. As if he were in deep thought.

Taehyung frowned.

"Psst." he hissed, gaining Jungkooks attention.  Taehyung only lifts a brow and Jungkook blinks back his distracting thoughts.

"Yeah. I'm good...I'm good. Are you?" He asks apprehensively. Taehyung is already pulling his denim shorts up to his legs and zipping his fly as he rounds the corner of the bed where Jungkook was. 

He doesn't notice the way Jungkook tensed when he leaned past him to kiss your forehead and swipe a few sweaty strands of hair away from your temple. But he does feel the tension rolling off of the boy's stiff movements beside him as he stepped aside. Taehyung chooses not to acknowledge it any further though.

It was late and he was exhausted after all of that. All he wanted to do was get back to his room and sleep it all off.

Jungkook's furrowed brow uncreased a bit when Taehyung leaned up and turned his head towards him.

"You're good with staying with her tonight then? I'd crash here but.."

"No, it's cool. I've got her. I don't work early so I can sneak her out before the rest of the staff starts their rounds..." Jungkook responds, glancing over at you as you snored softly into his pillows.

Both men gaze at you with a sweet fondness that has both of them smiling softly. A few seconds pass and Jungkook finds himself avoiding eye contact with Taehyung, who only shoots him a glance before turning away and heading for the door.

"Cool. See you out there tomorrow then.." was the last thing Taehyung said before he was strolling out of the suite, shutting the door softly behind him.

Leaving Jungkook standing there, frowning at the empty entryway, his stomach churning slightly and the wheels in mind turning as he tried his hardest to put a word to the way he felt about tonight.

The only words being the following;

Satisfied.

Conflicted.

And Confused.

Very, very confused.

Bad: Kihyun❤️‍🔥

A/N: KihyunxOC, jealousy, angry sex, oral, shit-talking, mild degrading, "who's is it?".

🥴

4.2k words

Relentless.

Insufferable.

Stubborn.

An animal..

Those were the words running through Kihyun's mind as he listened to you rant beside him in the passenger seat.

It was like any other night out together. Where it begins on a high note, with flirting and teasing. Liquor and lingering glances. Grinding against each other on the crowded dance floors while you whispered in his ear, telling him how much you wanted him and how good his body felt against yours. Alcohol had a tendency to loosen you up in more ways than one and Kihyun was always mindful enough to pace himself and not drink too much so that he could be ready to handle you and your...personalities.

But he could only do so much when soon after your tipsy giddiness, came the drunk and mildy belligerent side.

So predictable...

Typical...

"..and theeen that bitch had the nerve to stare at you when we passed her...you better be glad you got me out of there when you did...I would have made a scene, Kihyun. Don't play with me..." You remark agitatedly, glancing out the window and shrugging off your boyfriend's leather jacket.

".....better be glad you got me out of there when you did..ptthhhht" Kihyun mocked you silently from the drivers side, checking his mirrors distractedly.

You glanced over at him sharply and he stealthily schooled his features, which were just contorted comically in the way he felt you looked when you were nagging.

"You say something?" You seethe and Kihyun shoots you a quick oblivious glance as he drove.

"Hmm? Me? Nope...not a word your majesty..." he shrugs and you scoff.

"Your majesty...cute...funny how you're snarky now but didn't have shit to say when that bitch bumped into me."

"What?" Kihyun furrows his brow with his eyes ahead and you turned fully in the passenger seat to face him.

"You heard me. Always so cool and so passive...you had nothing to say when your ex was eye fucking you from the bar. Then nothing when she bumped into me...I bet you if she had of grabbed a handful of your ass you wouldn't have said shit then either.."

"You know damn well thats a lie. If anyone touched me or you, they'd be flat on their ass by the time they figured out what hand they used.." he scoffs and though you knew that to be true, something about poking with Kihyun while he was driving and couldn't properly poke back intrigued you.

"Yeah..maybe. Maybe the old and fun Kihyun would have. But now youre just...bleh.." you respond and the side of Kihyun's mouth twitches into a darkly amused smirk.

"Bleh?...So what, Im boring to you now?" He lifts his brow and you hum thoughtfully as your eyes scanned over him as he drove in his white v-neck tee and dark washed jeans that fit his body so attractively.

"Lori.." Kihyun calls to you and your drunkenly lustful and distracted gaze is pulled up from his crotch to his face.

"Hmm?" You respond. Kihyun glances over at you in spurts expectantly.

"You heard me."

You sigh dramatically as you rolled your eyes, rolling over in your seat in turn to face the window again.

"Do I think youre boring? No....Not at all baby. Youre just so....I dont know. Good..." you exhale. Kihyun frowns at your word choice.

"Good? As opposed to what? Bad?" He asks. You pause before nodding in a agreement arrogantly.

"Yep. Precisely...you used to be so good at being..bad. So quick at the tongue. Ready for whatever...but now you're just...good. Which isn't bad. I guess...." Your drunken mumbles were making less and less sense and Kihyun was barely sober enough for it.

"You guess....ok..." he chuckles as he lets out a measured exhale through his nose, massaging his temple with his forefingers as the car came to a red light.

You said a few things here and there for the remainder of the ride and Kihyun tuned out the majority of it because you weren't saying anything spectacular and it was always the same.

Not to mention slurred as hell.

Complaining. Criticizing. Reminiscing on the Kihyun you met several years ago who would brawl it out with any man who took as much as a look at him or you funny. Who would get excited about seeing you so jealous and territorial and would mock any woman of his past to their face with you in his hands.

Coming home late with locked lips, liquored tongues, red and raw bruised knuckles, and scattered cuts on his face and lip.

There was something so enticing and exciting about him then and that was what pulled you.

Your lust for chaos and his edginess.

But eventually, everyone grows up.

To be fair, the change was welcomed and needed. The fights were often volatile. You were always a spitfire and not one to allow any man to shake you up. At least until you met Kihyun and he completely wrecked you in ways you couldn't explain.

And while you two were compatible and loving, you also pushed each-others buttons.

ALOT.

Thus infusing the constant power struggle between the two of you that ultimately ended with one of you on your backs.

Metaphorically and literally.

Good times.

Thankfully, You found some silence as Kihyun was pulling into the parking garage of your apartment complex. But your attitude was still on 10. Maybe it was the buzz that was quickly fading. Maybe it was the fact that your feet were killing you in those heels.

Or maybe it was Kihyun's lack of engagement in your attempts to get a rise out of him.

You didn't bother waiting for him to open your door for you and you slammed it shut with excessive force. You staggered for a few steps, wobbling on your heels, and you huff out of frustration before cursing under your breath. Kihyun is just now exiting the car and walking around it to spot you bending down to snatch the heels from your feet.

"Ugh...stupid...fucking..shoes..." you mumble and Kihyun snickers from behind. He tilts his head and narrows his eyes appreciatively at the way your short skirt rides up your legs. Then he rolls his eyes at the fact that you were probably ass'd out the entire evening. He sighs.

"Is it the shoes that are the issue? Or that tiny ass skirt.." he sneers as he strolled passed you with his leather jacket hanging over his shoulder. You felt his eyes on your backside as you straightened up.

"Im surprised you noticed either one..." you snapped at his back as he left you to approach the elevator.

"Please...me and half the city noticed that ass hanging out all night. You'd be pleased to know..." he mutters and you step briskly  to catch up to him on bare feet just as he pushed the call button.

"And what the hell is that supposed to mean?" you grumble beside him and Kihyun barely responds, sparing you a low scoff and smirk as the doors opened.

In the elevator, you made sure Kihyun felt your annoyance by standing in the corner opposite of him.

Your arms are crossed over your tummy, heels dangling from your fingers as your bare foot taps against the floor impatiently.

Kihyun leans casually against his side of the elevator, his head leaning against the wall and his eyes upon the changing floor numbers.

If someone were watching them on the security cameras, one would think they were strangers.

Sometimes it felt like you were.  The things you said to him earlier weren't just born in your mind tonight. There was a major shift in his behavior and the way he wasn't as passionate as he used to be.

He was working a steady job now and putting in lots of hours. Paying bills and taking care of business had its tendency to dull the brightest of people. Even you had a tendency to feel like the routine life you two adopted was taking a toll on you.

But at least you were still you...

At least you still cared enough to react or to pick a fight...

Unlike...

Your attitude persisted as the two of you entered your apartment. Kihyun was quiet per usual, dropping his keys against the counter and stepping out of his shoes. You bumped him on your way to the bathroom, slamming the door behind you dramatically. Kihyun chuckles in amusement at your antics, knowing that the true root of your tude was beyond the minor events of the night. Beyond the tame turn he'd taken and your struggle with adapting to it. He knew exactly what was going on and the thought of it had him tensing in excitement and anticipation when he heard your heavy footsteps traveling up the hallway towards your bedroom.

You were too consumed by the task of removing your jewelry and tossing your heels in the closet to notice that you weren't alone.

As you were turning around to begin peeling off your club attire, Kihyun was suddenly behind you and yanking you towards him by the arm. He pushes you against the wall roughly and blocks your view of anything beyond him with his jaw clenched.

Your eyes flutter at the sudden aggressiveness but you have no time to respond verbally when his lips were suddenly against yours. A strained moan vibrates between your mouths and the heat of Kihyun's hard body is on you, pinning you against the wall. His tongue dominates yours and his hands rove all over your body, from wrapping around your neck to squeezing one of your breasts through your thin top.

He groans softly as he pressed himself into you more, letting you feel every muscle in his chest and torso through his shirt, as well as the sizable bulge forming in his pants. You wanted to touch it and him, but you were too distracted by the skill and passion of his lips moving against you.

"You know...you've got...a lot...of fucking...mouth..." Kihyun practically growls to you between kisses. The hand at your neck grips you unsubtly and he pulls back to watch your pupils expand as he applied some pressure. Something in him ignited and the fact that he was much soberer than you were made you squirm.

He was irritated and focused and sexy as fuck.

A deadly cocktail.

"I think We've heard enough of the shit talk from you for tonight...What do you think?" He whispers. As he did, the hand on your chest moves down and slides beneath the waistband of your skirt. He resumes kissing you to keep you from uttering another word, tilting his head to deepen the kiss as he slipped his hand beneath the stretchy material and lace. It's like electricity charged his touch when his fingers make contact with your wetness and Kihyun smiles against your lips again wickedly.

As shocked as you were by his sudden shift, you were elated at the sense of familiarity you felt. It was taking you back to when the two of you first met and he fucked you in the back of his car after your first date.

Don't judge...

"I guess being so aggravating really gets you going huh? " He teases, rubbing over your clit slowly with the pads of his fingers. The sweet friction feels like heaven and hell, pleasurable and torturous at the same damn time.

Kihyun's lips linger against yours, barely touching but parted as you shared a breath. His eyes are low and off focus, his other senses keying in on the way you were responding to his touch. Your staggering breath was still laced with the scent of alcohol. Your skin was flushed and warm from your inebriation and arousal. Your searching hands holding him at his shoulders, digging your nails into his shirt as he upped his pace. Rubbing you faster and harder, licking over the front of his teeth as he smiled at your soft moans.

He abruptly pulls his hand out from your heat and lifts his glistening fingers between your lips and his.

The scent of your slick is heady and more intoxicating to him than the liquor in your system and in an act that makes your insides quake, Kihyun presses his tongue between his wet and slippery fingers. He tastes you and feeds you a sample in one pass of his tongue. You lick at them thirstily, chasing his mouth and fingers as he pulled them both away with a smirk.

A soft whimper passes through your pouted lips and your lust drunken eyes drag up to meet Kihyun's.

"What? You want more? " he arches his brow. You bite your lip and bat your hooded gaze up at him, letting your head fall back against the wall as he loomed over you. He hums deep in his throat at how fucked out you already looked for him, seeing as how he had barely done anything yet.

You were so gorgeous. Everything about you was perfectly placed and designed. Except for your attitude. If only you would shut up sometimes...

If only there was a way to keep you quiet-ish for an extended period so that he could enjoy his most favorite parts of you.

If only...

Sexy swanky time skip

Relentless.

Insufferable.

Stubborn.

An animal...

Just three words you would use to describe your man's overall personality. Though you would use many more to describe him if given the opportunity, those three, in particular, are the only ones that came to mind at the moment. The haze of the alcohol still buzzed in your veins as you lifted your head weakly with your kiss burned lips parted and agape.

Kihyun had been tucked between your legs for what felt like forever, licking you to the brink of insanity for God knows how long. You were trembling and spent from cumming so intensely back to back, but that wasn't stopping him from trying for your fourth orgasm. Your walls clenched and pulsed around his fingers, completely coated with slick that dripped down his wrist.

His tongue had to be battery charged from the way it flicked and swirled over your clit tirelessly. You were surprised it hadn't gone numb on you yet from the overstimulation.

But no.

You were too aroused at this point. Especially with how Kihyun was looking up at you periodically with those beautifully seductive eyes and groaning appreciatively at your taste.

"Baby...please..." you whimpered, lifting your head weakly to gaze down at him. Kihyun closes his lips around your clit to give it a few hard sucks as he finger fucked you, completely ignoring your desperate plea for mercy as he pulled your fourth orgasm out of you.

This time you squirted for him, gushing all over his bottom lip and chin as you cried out in a string of curses before gasping.

His fingers rub vigorously inside of you, making the sounds of your wet release most dramatic.

"Please what?" He pulls his mouth away from your clit to ask. When you were able to find him through the blur of your tears, Kihyun was looking up at you from between your trembling legs with that glint of darkness in his eyes.

Shit.

He was still annoyed.

"Please what?" He repeats, his fingers finally slowing to a soothing rhythm. Which you were thankful for with how sore he had you with his hand alone. You were almost afraid of how you'd feel after he fucked you.

If he fucked you...

Kihyun stares up at you expectantly, seeming a little annoyed at you interrupting him. Your mouth gapes a bit with hesitance. You weren't sure of what to say or what it was exactly that you wanted.

To stop?

Well...no.

To keep going?

Eh....yes and no...

To stop being a jealous,bratty cunt who felt the need to take her frustration out on her moody boyfriend instead of just using her words like a normal adult?

Abso-fucking- lutely.

"Can you just....talk to me?" You mutter and Kihyun lets out a short laugh.

"Talk? That's what you want?" He lifts his brow.

Mind you, three of his fingers were still nestled deep inside of you.

"Yes, baby...please. Can we talk?" you half moaned when Kihyun suddenly pulls his fingers from inside of you. There's a dull ache at his fullness vanishing and you sigh in relief as he stood at the edge of the bed. You gazed up at him desperately as he begin undressing. You were already ass naked and sprawled across your shared mattress, panting and exhausted already.  Kihyun regards you with zero pity as he pulled his shirt over his head and tosses it aside. Then he begins undoing his button and fly, pulling the zipper down with a sinister glare.

"All of that shit you've been talking all night and now you wanna have a conversation? Funny.." He mutters. You were too mesmerized by the body in front of you to respond. His smooth and even complexion and his rippled abdominal muscles. Though Kihyun wasn't considered by most to be a large man, Everything about the way he carried himself screamed big and confident. His body was just as perfectly made as the symmetry of his facial features, which were screwed into a sexy scowl right now as he pushed his pants and underwear down in one swoop.

Now that he was naked, a small rush of fear and excitement fell over you.

He was clearly irritated by you and your shenanigans from earlier tonight.

But his dick was HARD. Thick and twitching, every vein in his shaft bulged and prominent. Kihyun smirks at your expression and he reaches for your ankles.

"What was that? I thought you wanted to talk...you're pretty quiet now.." he mutters as he tugged you towards him, spreading your legs in preparation to fuck you.

The sight of his hard dick aimed and ready at your entrance makes your mouth water admittedly but you blink away the daze so that you could address him. 

"I mean...I don't have to be..." you stammer and Kihyun let out a soft chuckle.

"I'm betting on it. Open your legs..." he demands, despite already having you spread.  Kihyun dips down and grasps you by your thighs, yanking you even closer to him so that his dick grazes over your folds, rubbing your aching clit along the way. You moan pitifully at how good it felt and Kihyun bites his lip when he pulled back to drag his dick back to press the tip of him at your tight entrance.

"I'm not in a talking mood. So if you're not gonna be quiet...." he trails off as he sinks into you.

He eases into you quickly and pulls back only for his dick to be forced back into you again.

Then again. And again.

Snapping his hips into sharp hard thrusts that have you jolting up on the bed. Your eyes are already rolling back at the fullness and you put zero effort into containing your moans. For once, the sound of your voice doesn't make him want to roll his eyes tonight and he leans over your body to pull you into his hard gaze.

"What was that? Can't hear you.." he grunts as he fucked you deeper.

Kihyun places his hand over your throat to hold you still so that he was sure you were making eye contact. Which you were, barely.

You were doing your best.

He applies pressure and you moan out a gasp that has him groaning in satisfaction.

"Ooooh fuck, I love that sound." he grits, squeezing your throat tighter and upping his pace. He smacks into you hard as fuck for a few strokes that begin rotating his hips to stretch you further for him. All while choking you and relishing in all the noises you were making.

"mmhmm...that's what I wanna hear from you. That's all I wanna fucking hear from now on. You understand me?" His tone goes cold and you knew he expected you to respond. So you nod and whimper affirmatively the best you could under your current circumstances and thankful, Kihyun accepts it.

"Good."

Suddenly he's pulling out of you, his dick glistening with your juices. He gives your thigh a light tap that makes it jiggle and tuts his chin.

"Now get up and turn around. Right now..." he commands in a gruff tone.

You didn't move as graceful or as coordinated as you normally would have but you didn't hesitate to do as you were told. Now that you were on all fours and arched for him, Kihyun climbed up on the bed and lodged his legs between your thighs. This forced you to spread for him even more and he quickly resumed his delicious torture.

Kihyun fucked you hard and fast with his hands gripping the meat of your hips. He drills into you over and over with his fingers tangled in your hair, tugging your head back with every thrust. Snapping his hips and grunting with each thrust that has you nearly sobbing from how good it felt.

You loved this. Every fucking bit of it.

As he pounded you into the mattress relentlessly, you called out his name between moans.

"Ki.....Kihyun...baby..." you mewled desperately. Your eyes were rolling back and your body rocked back against his hurried and deep strokes.

"Look at you...finally using your words..." he snarks from behind you. His stamina is unmatched and it's a wonder that he can speak so evenly while digging into you so deeply.

"Kihyun ...Kihyun please..." you cry out.

"Please what, Lori?" he barks, your name on his tongue stinging bitterly in your ears. It makes you crazy and even needier, the burn of your impending explosion sizzling down your spine. He never lets up his powerful pace as he tugs your head back in expectancy of your response. You cry out at the pain and whimper. "Gonna...gonna cum..gonna cum..oh my god..."

"Yeah? You done being a brat? " he grits and you moan something along the lines of a yes. He groans in satisfaction at the sound, biting his lip.

"Oh fuck...fuck..You know you're mine, right?" He tugs at your hair again with emphasis.

"Yes!" you yelp. Just then, Kihyun lets goof your hair to push your head down into the pillows. He rises higher over you with one of his legs up and foot planted by your waist to give him a better angle and he goes into overdrive.

From that point, if he asked you anything else you wouldn't have known, heard, or fucking cared. You were all tears, sweat, drool, and muffled moans from here. Taking the delicious consequences of your actions from the entire night like a champ. Somewhat.

When you came, you saw stars.

When he came, it was with his dick pressed as deep inside of you as it could go. Painfully so, but he didn't care. He wanted you to feel every drop and inch of him so that you knew that the man you fell for in beginning was still there and had been there all along. It was a matter of whether or not you could handle him once you woke him that he needed you to keep in mind.

After a while, the two of you ended up spooning beneath the newly changed comforter and sheets on his bed. Kihyun is behind you with his bare chest against your back, his arm draped possessively over your waist to keep you close. You were both still awake surprisingly and there was still a thin layer of earlier tension still hanging over you.

"Did I hurt you?" Kihyun rasps in your ear, an edge of uncertainty in his tired voice. You were sore all over and felt as if you had been in a fight and lost, but you weren't going to tell him that.

Because you loved the feeling.

"No"

You could a slight sigh of relief lift at his chest from behind you.

"Still wanna talk?" he asks after a beat and you smiled. A few seconds passed as you considered your response and everything you'd been on about all night. Suddenly, all of it seemed microscopic now. You squirmed back against Kihyun's naked frame and nuzzles your neck, squeezing your waist beneath his arm.

"No."

"Good." he deadpans, earning a sharp elbow in the ribs from you. He huffs out a surprised and pained chuckle, knowing your fiery personality wasn't far away despite him fucking you into submission for hours. And he was relieved at the fact.

There wasn't a thing he would change about, even if you bugged the fuck out of him, being with you felt too good.

And bad.

Something you both were oh so good at being.

---

Voyager: Kihyun x Hyunwoo ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

A/N: Shownuxreader with roommate Kihyun, unprotected sex, fellatio, voyeurism, masturbation..😈🌚

3.5k words

"Shouldn't we shut the door?" You asked.

Hyunwoo's hands don't stall in unclasping your bra. He shoots a glance in the direction of his cracked doorway and shrugs with indifference.

"Naw, it's fine. Nobody's here..." he mutters.

He pulls the straps of your bra over your shoulders and you allow him to remove it fully, tossing it aside.

You pout your lips at his response but quickly become distracted by his lips closing around one of your nipples. A tiny gasp passes through your lips and you stumble forward when Hyunwoo pulls you into him by the waist with him kneeled slightly and level with your chest.

His lips are soft against your pebbled skin and his tongue flicks and swirls slowly over you for a few seconds before he pulls away to begin kissing down your tummy.

Though this impromptu quickie was your idea, Hyunwoo was most enthusiastic about gett straight to the deed while you seemed overly concerned with the fact that his bedroom door was still open.

"You...ooh shit...you sure?" Your eyes flutter from the way Hyunwoo's peppered kisses felt on his way down to the button of your jeans.

"Uh huh.." he responds, unsnapping and unzipping your pants quickly. He all but yanks them down, making you giggle as you stumbled back to land on his conveniently placed bed.

A sly smirk crosses Hyunwoo's face as he stooped down to finish pulling your jeans and panties from your legs. Once you were naked, it was now his turn.

You hurriedly unzipped his fly as he removed his shirt, tossing it aside with haste. Your hands make quick work of pulling his pants down to his mid-thighs and tugging the waistband of his underwear down enough to free the monster you'd been craving all day.

Hyunwoo's dick was perfect.

From the shape, proportions, length, girth, and color.

The veins on his shaft bulged as he made himself jump slightly, the act causing the light brown rounded tip to tap your bottom lip. Your eyes glide up from his member to admire his perfectly toned and defined abs. His long torso only exaggerated the presentation of his muscles and you couldn't get enough of looking at him.

Finding you admiring him from that vantage point arousing, Hyunwoo smirks down at you warmly as he slowly begins to stroke himself.  His abs flex and contract as he hid, pumping his length slowly and right in your face to tempt you.

Your eyes cut towards the open doorway again then back up to Hyunwoo's face.

"....but What if your roommate comes home.." you trail off when the weight of Hyunwoo's dick taps at your pouted lips again. Except for this time, his brows are inverted and his eyes are begging for you to open your mouth.

"Please...stop worrying about the damn door and worry about where you want me to put this first....."  Hyunwoo gestures towards himself with a smirk, looking arrogantly attractive as ever.

Reminding you of how horny you already were and how you were a bit pressed for time, you commence to scoot towards him and swallow him whole. Your lips wrap around his tip and suck him deep into the warm cushion of your mouth.

As you allowed your lips and tongue to get as wet as possible, you took him deeper gradually until he was touching the back of your throat.

His thickness has you gagging and your eyes roll back in satisfaction. A moan surrounds him as he pushed himself deeper and it causes him to inhale sharply between his teeth.

"Ffffuck....." he groans, tilting his head back. His large hands cradle your face, holding you gently and tangling his fingers into your hair as he slowly rocked his hips.

You catch his rhythm, allowing his dick to glide in and out of your mouth, holding him at his thighs and relaxing your throat for him. He ups his pace gradually, reducing you to a wet and sloppy mess as he fucked your face.

This was what you needed. After a day of dealing with grumpy humans and crappy weather, the only thing in the world that could cure your sour mood was right in your face.

Literally.

10 or so minutes later...

The lock of the front door shifts as the nob turned and Kihyun sings a random tune under his breath as he entered his apartment, bobbing his head to the music in his AirPods.

Due to the weather, his supervisor gave some of the crew the green light to leave early. Kihyun was thankful for it. He was exhausted and ready to just shed his sweat and rain-soaked uniform and crash for the remainder of the day.

He steps out of his shoes at the door and hangs his keys on the hook near the entry as he did every time he came home, still singing along to his playlist distractedly.

Once officially inside, he makes a beeline for the kitchen and opens the fridge curiously. He was hungry but had no clue of what he wanted. Perhaps his roommate would be down to go half on some take-out since he notices his keys on the hook as well.

As he leans down to inspect the items at the back of the fridge, he's blissfully unaware of the noise now filling his home. At least until there's a break between songs and his AirPods go silent. In that millisecond he's made privy to the sound of your unbridled moans.

"Fuck baby....oh my god yes!"

Snatching the air pod from his ear immediately, Kihyun shoots back with a straightened posture and scowl of confusion. He wasn't sure what he'd heard at first and he proceeds to pull his phone from his jacket pocket to silence his music.

That was the moment he heard you again.

"Oh fuck...yes! Yes!"

Loud and clear.

Now he was sure of what he'd heard.

"Wow...." he whispers, rolling his eyes in annoyance. He glances over his shoulder towards the front door, considering leaving and coming back later when he figured the two of you would be done.

Nope.

The forecast predicted heavy rain pour for the rest of the day with no breaks. There wasn't anywhere he could go that rivaled the warmth of his bed. Especially since he was dripping wet from the storm already.

He sighs, considering his only option.

He would have to walk past his roommate's door to get to his.

"Fuck it...." He mutters, turning away from the fridge as he closed it and exits the kitchen.

As he neared the dark hallway that led straight to his bedroom at the end of it, Kihyun notices something off-putting.

Hyunwoo's door wasn't closed. Which explained why the sounds of you moaning were so audible from the front of the apartment.

Kihyun groans inwardly as he stepped tentatively into the hallway, hoping he hadn't made his presence known to either one of you.

This was awkward enough.

From a few feet away from his room, Kihyun could just about guess how much you were enjoying whatever his roommate was doing to you.

The sounds of the mattress squeaking are perceivable as well, confirming exactly what the two of you were in the midst of.

He steps carefully over the wood floors and the sounds increase in volume as he approached Hyunwoo's door, his eyes lingering on the crack of light seeping through the thin opening.

"Just get to your room Kihyun...almost there.." he says to himself.

However, his curiosity betrays him once he steps into the small beam of light that leaked out from the bedroom. He steals a quick glance through it, catching an eyeful of skin in that split second.

He does a double take, his eyes widening slightly at the scene beyond the doorway.

Hyunwoo is completely nude, standing at the edge of his bed with you spread for him. His hands are holding you by both of your ankles, keeping them suspended in the air as he drove his dick into you over and over.

The sound of his pelvis slapping into you is obscenely loud, making it obvious how hard he was fucking you. Apart from how loud you were screaming for him.

Kihyun's lips part and his tongue skim over his bottom lip when his gaze falls onto the point of contact, watching the shaft of Hyunwoo's dick disappearing inside of your wetness over and over. He wasn't even pushing himself in, stroking you midway with only half of his dick inside of you.

"Shit..." he says to himself, considering for the first time ever how well endowed his roommate was.

At the thought, Kihyun felt all the blood

drain from his face and travel south until the bulge beneath his underwear aches.

His dick was hard at the sight and sounds of his roommate fucking his girlfriend, neither of them aware of him watching at all. Which added to the appeal in a way and he never imagined he'd be the type to get off on such a thing.

Sure, he knew Hyunwoo fucked you often when he was home but he was usually more mindful of the volume. He must have thought Kihyun wouldn't be home for a while. Naturally. It was barely noon and he usually didn't come strolling in until the early evening.

"This is wrong....this is so wrong..." he thinks. The rational part of him seemed to leap from his body and was attempting to drag him by the hand away from the cursed doorway.

But a different side of him...

A side he didn't even know he had, just couldn't look away.

Just then, Kihyun hears Hyunwoo for the first time when he lets out a few labored grunts. His abs glistened, as does the rest of his muscled body. An attractively erotic sight by itself.

But it's the way he moved that added to Kihyun's urge to grab a hold of himself through his pants.

Hyunwoo's bottom lip was trapped between his teeth and his brow furrows from the effort of him snapping into you faster and harder, making the lewd wet sounds between your legs crescendo. Other than his deeply toned grunts of exertion, his sounds pale in comparison to yours. 

You were very vocal and attractive in the ways you praised his efforts. Calling his name and gasping when he pushed himself deeper than before.

At the strain in your voice, Hyunwoo releases his bitten lip to smile and his hold on your ankles drops down to the back of your knees. He bites his lip again as he put his weight into his lean, falling into you as deep as he could go and relishing in the long drawn-out moan from you at his length.

This makes Kihyun's brow crinkle pitifully due to the way his member jumps and the ache worsens from it being trapped in his underwear.

Not being able to resist it any longer, he takes a quick glance towards the end of the hall before pushing his hand beneath the waistband of his sweats and underwear. The curve of his dick is tucked under a bit and he has to squat slightly to bring it forward to get a proper hold.

Once he has himself gripped firmly at the base, it takes some effort on his part to keep from groaning in relief at how good it felt.

He strokes himself cautiously, mindful of his limbs so as not to bump the wall or slightly ajar door inches from his face.

He checks back in just as Hyunwoo is leaning over you, rocking into you missionary style at a relaxed rhythm. Kihyun has to tilt his head a bit to spot the way Hyunwoo was looming over you now, lip still bitten with hooded eyes on your blissfully pleasured expression.

You're nearly touching at the tips of your noses and Hyunwoo rests his forearms on either side of your head before dropping his to kiss you.

A soft peck.

A lingering peck.

Then the rhythm of his hips slow to match the pace of his lips slowly parting yours, his tongue curling with yours in an open-mouthed kiss.

Kihyun feels a pang of envy in his chest at the sight of you two interacting, the intimate kiss complimenting the way he was handling your body.

The way he was rolling his torso to maintain a slow and steady stroke. The way he was now running his hand down your side, squeezing your hip and coaxing you to lift your leg higher over his waist as he kissed you.

All of these variables had Kihyun stroking himself harder, squeezing himself on the downstroke so that the beads of precum collecting at his tip begin to stain the front of his underwear. He releases a soft huff of annoyance at how confined he still felt and he promptly tugs his dick so that he's hanging over the band of his boxer briefs, now having a bit more room to jerk at himself.

Meanwhile, Hyunwoo is upping his pace. He keeps his lips on yours as he snapped his hips into you faster, rocking your body against the mattress and forcing the volume of your voice to increase again.

You break the kiss and arch up from the bed slightly at how amazing he felt inside of you, hitting every spot you needed to cum. Which you were very well on the way to doing.

"Oh fuck baby...." You exhale, your chin trembling and your eyes fluttering. Hyunwoo takes heed to what your body was telling him and he ups his ante.

Fucking you harder but maintaining his pace.

Reaching up under your armpits and digging his elbows into the mattress as his hands held you at the back of your head, simultaneously anchoring him on top of you.

"Gonna cum? Hmm?" He murmurs to you softly, his lips grazing yours as he spoke.

At the question, Kihyun felt the fuse deep from within him coming close to its end and he increased the rhythm of his hand as you responded.

"Yes..yes baby yes.." you sputtered, barely able to answer from how fast your orgasm approached. Hyunwoo hums in acknowledgment as he continued to fuck you, slamming into you hard as you begged for it.

"Oh, shit..." Hyunwoo murmurs, feeling your walls already clenching around him in preparation.

This alerts Kihyun to two things; you were about cum. Hard. And so was Hyunwoo.

Knowing that alone pushed him even closer to the edge of undoing and Kihyun's breathing increased as he fucked his fist faster.

"Oh fuck..I can feel it..." Hyunwoo groans, his controlled toned sounding less so as he surrenders to the feeling. His jaw falls slack and his forehead is now pressed against yours, his dick steadily driving into you over and over.

Kihyun matches his pace on himself, his eyes slowly beginning to roll at the thought of feeling your heat surrounding him.

Feeling you clench and quiver on his dick the closer you got to your peak.

"Don't stop! Please...don't stop!" You cry out and Hyunwoo groans in response, the strain in his expression evident as he was coming up behind you in the race towards the end.

Kihyun would most definitely be neck and neck with his roommate, his lip now tucked between his teeth and his brow furrowed as he focused all of his energy on reaching his release.

He wasn't as cautious about remaining undiscovered at this point, feeling as if all parties would be too distracted by pleasure to even care. 

As the three of them chased their high, Kihyun felt a slight weakness forming in his knees. This causes him to reach out with his free hand to lean it against the wall adjacent to the doorway for support, subsequently leaning his head back and clenching his eyes shut.

"Oh my god....." he says in tandem with you and you draw out the exclamation as your orgasm washes over suddenly, making you gasp and shudder beneath the strength of Hyunwoo's embrace.

His rhythm kicks into overdrive at this point, taking advantage of the way you were clenching and squeezing him. The added slickness from cumming makes the ride smoother for him to milk himself to the brink of exploding.

He tenses when his release hits him,  whimpering and groaning into the crook of your neck as his hips stalled out. He burrows himself deep inside of you with no mercy, hugging you close as he came.

Like kismet, the hand Kihyun has on the wall snatches away to cover his mouth to muffle the sound of him groaning as he too spilled into his fist. He stumbles away from the crack in the doorway and he carefully collides with the wall across from it in the hall.

The hand around his member is still busy at work, jerking and stroking until the entire front of his pants is stained with his seed.

"Oh fuck...fuck...what the fuck..." he whispers breathily, panting as the sizzle of his orgasm tapers out. It only takes a few seconds for his sense and clarity to settle back in and Kihyun stealthily steps away from the wall. He's mindful of his steps and how quietly he's able to open his bedroom door, only a few feet away from the couple now floating back down to earth.

Half of an hour or so passes and Kihyun had long since freshened himself up. Jumping into his shower and washed away the sweat, cum, and residual shame.

He couldn't believe what he'd just done but he decided it would be better to not dwell on it if he wanted to move on from it. It wasn't like Hyunwoo knew he was watching and if he was concerned about it, he would have made sure his door was closed.

Right?

Voyeurism wasn't something Kihyun ever imagined to be something he'd be into, being on more of the conservative side. Don't get him wrong, in the bedroom he got busy and was quite flexible but it never occurred to him that watching other people get off from such a short distance would get him off.

The more you know...

Some time skipped on and Kihyun found himself mindlessly humming a tune as he tossed some veggies in hot oil around in a skillet.

He was now dressed in a fresh pair of sweats, his brown hair still damp from his shower and his guilt-ridden anxiety from earlier drifting to the back of his mind. At least until he hears a pair of voices beyond the kitchen drawing near from the hallway.

Kihyun glances in the direction of approaching sounds and quickly schools his features as Hyunwoo and his partner come into view.

Your hair was damp and pulled up in a bun to dry and you were dressed comfortably in the clothes you came over in. You had your keys and phone in hand, along with the strap of your bag hanging over your shoulder.

Hyunwoo stands behind you near the doorway, wearing only a pair of dark sweats with his hair still dripping as well. His bare chest flexes as lifts his arms to stretch above his head as he watched you prepare to leave. He stands by while you toe'd at your shoes to slip them on.

At the sound of the food sizzling, he immediately lifts his gaze and acknowledges Kihyun's presence with a nod and Kihyun reciprocates with a tight-lipped smile.

"Hey, how long have you been home? Didn't hear you come in.." Hyunwoo perks his brow and Kihyun averts his gaze when you lift your head to look at him.

You smile politely despite him avoiding eye contact but he gives you a tiny wave to be cordial before responding to his roommate.

How the hell was he gonna be able to act normal now that he'd seen you naked, spread eagle, and exposed?

And not to mention the fact that he'd been attracted to you for while, even with you being with his roommate.

Another reason he held so much guilt. Hyunwoo was his friend as well as his roommate. Lusting after his girl was most definitely against the bro code.

Perhaps this wouldn't be as dismissible as he'd hoped.

"Um...not too long ago. Why?" He follows up and Hyunwoo pouts his bottom lip obliviously as he shrugged.

"Just asking. You're usually home later...." he shakes his head and Kihyun nods as Hyunwoo resumed his attention on you.

"Alright...let me know when you make it home ok?" He tilts his head, regarding you softly with the request. You nod with a smile, rising up on your tip toes to smooch him chastely before reaching for the door.

Hyunwoo swats your hand and grasps it himself to open it for you, making you giggle.

"Will do. See you later." You say with a wink. Hyunwoo winks back and smiles at you with fondness as you moved to step outside.

"Bye Kihyun! Good seeing you.." you call over your shoulder as you leave and Kihyun smirks at the irony of your words as he stirred at his dinner.

"Yeah.....Good seeing you too.."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

A/n: I know a voyeur and voyager are two different things. Its a play on words...Lemmelone.

*Part 2*

---

Admin Tam knows your type well~

I am not complaining about him being furious ebhbhabha- 🫣💖 I'm always listening to mx so I totally get it ebabha- he wants you to write for him hehe~ I love the idea of him being vv vocal too~ Moody jealous Kihyun might just be the *lovingly* death of me- (pls if you have to motivation to write it into reality- I will be right there reading it ebbhaha)

That old wip sounds amazing- I love that Kihyun is the star of that ebahbha- I could really see Daebak Inc. being a real place~

I don't think the word sharing is in that man's vocabulary ebhabhba- but it was nice of him to let you think it was 😂🤭💖💖 *sharing is caring and he does not care*

*sharing is caring and he does not care* I CRY THIS IS SO FUCKING ACCURATE!

Mr. Yoo may have to wait for his jealous/moody fic though now that I've figured out Dirty Dancing!!

So, I've mapped out the main plot of the movie, so now I just have to figure out how to rework it in modern day and to accommodate for the polyamory.

I know in Pretty Woman I was able to include all the MX members, but with Ateez AND Stray Kids, there's too many of them to give significant roles to, so we may just have a few member cameos, which I think will be fine (especially since I don't really know skz well yet) BUT I do already have a special role for San in mind >:3

Also, I just want to thank you for supporting me! Ya girl has been having TERRIBLE seasonal depression, and the ideas of working on this fic has me feeling excited and able to leave the apt again.

I hope your holiday fics are doing the same for you.

Happy Tuesday to you!!

Silhouette: Jungkook

A/N: from the graveyard of ideas. I was on one of my DC binges and wondered what Jungkook would be like as a dark and broody anti-hero with unique and burdensome powers, set in a gritty Gotham city.

A small excerpt from that story❤️

1.3k words

The sounds of the city filled the blackened night sky as cars honked and citizens casually went about their lives. Most of them working menial jobs, leading a humble existence, droning through the days like worker ants of a massive colony.

"Must be nice.." he mumbles to himself.

Jungkook watched from high up, overlooking Gotham with eagle eyes. He squints beneath his mask, inhaling sharply through his nose at the scent of cigarette smoke curling overhead. The lone vigilante shifts his position from where he crouched in the shadows, perched on the cornered ledge of the tall building like a gargoyle. The matte leather of his uniform hugged his taut muscles, creaking softly as he lifted his head.

He smirks.

"If you were trying to be stealthy...you should have left the cigarette at home..." he snarks without tearing his watchful gaze away from the flickering lights below.

Taehyung steps towards him from the shadows, his mosaic-like camouflaged skin morphing beneath the moonlight to become less opaque as the tiny trail of smoke twirled from his fingers. His dark cloak sways in the night breeze, his pale gray hair curling over the black mask concealing the top half of his face.  He chuckles as he flicks some ash over the dirty concrete, stepping over it as he joins Jungkook at the ledge.

"True. You couldn't see me coming otherwise..." Taehyung huffs. He leans forward to gauge the distance between them and the ground, letting out a low whistle between his teeth before lifting the cigarette to his lips again.

"What is with you and heights?" he mumbles. Jungkook shoots him a sideways glance and grunts in amusement.

"What's with you and the cancer sticks? Thought you'd cut back..."

Taehyung shrugs with his smokey exhale.

"Rough day....slow night on watch?" He glances over at the hooded hunter just as he breaks his gaze to glare in his direction. His shadowed eyes regard Taehyung suspiciously before scoffing.

"Why are you here Veil?"

Taehyung's expression softens at the ice-cold tone of Jungkook's voice and his shoulder sag as he takes one final drag from his cigarette. He flicked it over the ledge as he turned to face his comrade.

"Look... I know things between you and the rest are a little sketchy these days. I wish things were different but all things considered, I still see you as a brother. So I came to give you a heads up....."

Jungkook furrows his brow beneath his mask as Taehyung continues.

"She's back." He deadpans, knowing the moment her name left his lips, Jungkook's demeanor would change.

As sure as he knew him, Jungkook's lips parted slightly and his heart thudded heavily in his chest as a swirl of emotions flooded him.

"...What do you mean... she's back?" his voice breaks as he fails to remain impassive and Taehyung frowns empathetically as he sighs.

" I mean she's here. In Gotham. There's been a few sightings. Word is...she and Joker are....."

That name evokes a different reaction and Jungkook feels as if his blood had run cold. He turns away from Taehyung abruptly at that and stares off into the distracting movements below him as his mind falls into a frenzy.

A melody of repressed memories flooded his mind. The sound of her voice. Her laugh. The softness of her skin. Her lips. The taste of her sweat and tears...

His chest ached at the thought of her and who...what..she might have become.

And he struggled with the possibility of him being somewhat responsible for it all.

"It's bad Sil. I don't know what they've done to her but she isn't the Eden we knew. Anyway.......We have orders from the league to bring her in. Dead or Alive. Considering how the two of you felt about each other, I thought you would want to know."

Jungkook's hood concealed his hardening expression and his clenching jaw, but Taehyung could feel the tension radiating from him as he continued to stare ahead at the hectic city.

Suddenly Jungkook stands from where he was crouched, revealing his utility belt lined with weapons at his waist and the two long blades that were nestled in sheaths crossed between his shoulder blades. They shift slightly when Jungkook rolls his shoulders in preparation, making Taehyung sigh.

Just as he's about to turn away, Taehyung reaches out for him. When his gloved hand closes over his wrist, Jungkook's neck turns sharply to glare at him.

"Don't! You can't stop me. None of you can so don't even try." He barks, snatching his wrist back.

"No one wants to stop you but..." Taehyung begins.

"But what?"

Taehyung feels the heat of Jungkook's eyes on him despite only being able to see the bottom half of his face.

"Look...This isn't the Eden we....you...once knew. She's different. Every trace of the good in her is gone. The shit she's done since she left...She's dangerous. And now that she's with Joker, she's probably.."

"Too much for me to handle?" Jungkook interrupts again, making Taehyung's parted lips press together in a thin line. At his pause, Jungkook stifles a chuckle at his blankness.

"So what are you saying? I'm not strong enough to face her now that she's crossed over?" He shrugs with the question, tilting his head.

A chilling breeze flows over the rooftop, blowing against the fabric of Jungkook's hood and Taehyung's cloak. The shift of the fabric allows a ray of moonlight to reflect in Jungkook's eyes, one of his clouded irises glimmered briefly before being cascaded in darkness once again. Taehyung wilts at the sight, an unpleasant memory presenting itself.

"No. What I'm saying is...that beneath all of that armor and power and strength and skill... you're still just a man. A man who before Eden, had no known weaknesses. She isn't the only one who's changed. Good or evil, you love her. You still love her Jungkook. And that makes this more dangerous for you than anyone.."

Having heard enough, Jungkook sucks his teeth and looks away.

"Goodbye V.." he seethes as he's about to leave.

"Jungk..I mean Silho....wait.." Taehyung interjects, grasping his wrist again and locking his earnest eyes with that pair hidden beneath the shadows of Jungkook's hood.

The use of his real name while on the job was normally frowned upon, but the bond these two shared surpassed the politics of this lifestyle.

"Whatever you're thinking....you don't have to go about it alone. We can.....I can help. This doesn't have to go badly. We can save her..."

Jungkook softens under his touch, as does his hidden expression. After a beat, Taehyung releases him and sighs. He takes a second to look over the monochrome city skyline before looking back at Jungkook's pensive frown.

"I don't think she can be saved. Not if she's with him. But if anyone's gonna take her in, it's best if it's me. It's only right. I.........need to do this. Alone. But I appreciate the intel."

"Kook.." Taehyung begins as Jungkook shifts.

"Gotta get back. See you around.." he mutters with the snap of his cloak.

Taehyung has no chance to respond as Jungkook turns away from him to face the ledge, staring down into the abyss that was Gotham. And without another word, he jumps from the ledge and disappears into the smog.

(I dont own nor did I create these AI images. I take no credit for them and would gladly credit the creators if I knew who they were :). )

---

Sambakja❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥: Jooheon x Changkyun

Tags: ReaderxJooheonxChangkyun , threesome, oral sex, drinking, nipple play, kissing.

7.5k words

Word to the wise: Boredom and alcohol are a dangerous combination.

"Truth or Dare.."

Jooheon squints his eyes and the tip of his tongue pokes at the corner of his mouth as he considered his options. My buzzed gaze falls to his mouth and then back up to his face as his brow remains crinkled in thought.

It was a gloomy Saturday night and by some coincidence, all three of us opted to spend the evening at home. Which for me wasn't a huge change since I was the homebody of the trio.

An ugly thunderstorm shook the walls of our apartment and every now and then the lights would flicker after lightning struck from beyond the window. So when the power was knocked out by the storm and my two roommates' plans of going out were ruined, out came the liquor and the UNO cards.

Then eventually only the liquor remained.

"Wait, what were the rules again?" Jooheon turns to me and as I'm about to answer, Changkyun interjects.

"Drink." He suddenly says from beside me, nestled comfortably in the cushions of the big comfy communal couch. I glance over at him and bite down at my smile at his outburst.

"What? I was thinking!"  Jooheon pouts and Changkyun shrugs lazily.

"If you take too long to pick one, you drink. That's the rules.." he responds, shaking his head. Jooheon tips his head back and squints down at him incredulously.

"What rules? We literally just made this game up an hour ago," he grunts. Changkyun's expression remains unmoved as he shrugs his exposed shoulders once more.

"Well, I'm making up a rule where you drink if you hesitate. Now drink.." he tips his chin towards the bottle the three of us had been sharing. I sit silently between the two of them as they scowled at each other, my eyes dancing between them expectantly. After a beat, Jooheon lets out an exasperated sigh.

"Truth! I choose truth.." he says reluctantly, knowing he wasn't about to like it. Changkyun grins at him conceding and he sits up from his corner of the couch.

"Ok...Is it true.....that you fucked Charity and Desiree on the same night at that party last New Year?"

My eyes bulged from my head at the question, knowing the scandal had been looming over our group of friends since that night. The night Jooheon ended up covered in scratches from tearing the Wilson sister's apart as they clawed at each other.

All of us were either too distracted or too drunk to get the facts that resulted in the dramatic catfight at the party. I'd always meant to ask but never really found the right moment.

With a dead expression, Jooheon reaches for the tall glass bottle centered on the coffee table by its neck and tips it up against his lips.

Both Changkyun and I cackled in amusement at Jooheon's refusal to answer and I tipsily found myself leaning in Changkyun. My arm falls in his lap, my hand grazing over his thighs briefly while his arm casually draped over my shoulder.

Normally I wouldn't have been so comfortable being this close to him, even since knowing him for as long as I had. But tequila has a way of making you comfortable.

Very comfortable.

"I knew it! You sick fuck! They were sisters! " I laughed and Jooheon's face crinkles into a grimace as he swallowed. He sets the bottle down, shaking his head and wiping the lingering taste from his top lip with the back of his hand.

"Man, I didn't know..." he denies, still scowling at the burn in his chest.

"Jooheon..they're literally twins..." I deadpanned and Changkyun smirks in agreement

"I. DIDN'T. KNOW. This city is big and it's not like they were identical. How was I supposed to know they were related. Charity never told me she had a sister." Jooheon denies it emphatically, despite us all knowing the truth.

"Didn't know? Or Didn't care?" Changkyun raises a brow and Jooheon rolls his eyes.

"Anyway...whose next?" He deflects and I lazily push myself up from leaning against Chankyun's lap.

"Meeeeee.......Aw man. The bottle's empty. Jooheon, why didn't you say you'd had the last of it?" I slur, grabbing the empty bottle with a stiff pout. I look up and catch Jooheon kind of looking at me. You know, looking at me, and I swallow the tiny lump of anxiety from rising in my throat.

As if it weren't obvious by now, our little game of Tipsy Truth or Dare had gone on for quite some time and I was beginning to feel the effects of every failed dare and rejected truth I'd subjected myself to. I'd long since shed my hoodie and sat pretzel style on the middle cushion. For the most part, our game had remained pretty tame, only offering mildly embarrassing truths and silly dares. But now that the alcohol was settling in to our systems and the scattered candles in the room shrouded us in an attractive mood lighting, it was hard for us to keep denying the odd shift between the three of us.

Jooheon tilts his head then glances over at Changkyun, who lifts his brow and smirks before paying me an equally sus look. I frown.

"What.."

"I'm drunk as fuck.." Changkyun shakes his head, covering his hands with his face before falling back into the couch corner. Jooheon huffs out a short laugh before nodding in agreement.

"Yeah...I can feel it now too. We've been at this game for a minute..."

I glance between the two of them.

"Oh? You two tapping out?" I ask and both men shrug.

"I mean, we could keep playing but without liquor, as a penalty, it's kinda pointless don't you think? " Jooheon asks and I slouch slightly in realization. My eyes drop to the flame light speckled glass bottle with a slight pout, falling into a cozy silence.

Minutes could have passed for all we knew. Time kinda drags when you're buzzed and apart from the thunder outside, all we hear between the three of us is our breathing.

Suddenly Jooheon exhales heavily and stands from the couch. My eyes shoot up to watch as he pulled his crewneck over his head. A sliver of his tanned skin is exposed when his white undershirt rises slightly, giving me a peak of his happy trail before he sits back down. Completely unaware of my gaze, Jooheon resumes his cozy position, sitting wide-legged in his shorts that matched the crewneck he'd just taken off. That's when an idea sparks in my mind that in hindsight, I should have regretted.

"Ok. How about this...Truth or dare...same rules but, if you fail or refuse your truth or dare, you have to strip one article of clothing."

Neither Changkyun nor Jooheon utters a word at first, only staring at me with drunken eyes. Changkyun sits up in his seat and glances down at his outfit of gym shorts, socks, and a sleeveless Nike t-shirt. Then he looks at me in my fitted tank and leggings with a smirk.

"Strip instead of drinking? You sure you wanna do that?" he asks. Without thinking I shrug my shoulder.

"Yeah, why not. I live with you guys so there's not much I haven't seen on either of you."

Jooheon pouts in agreement and Changkyun narrows his eyes.

"Yeah but....I've never seen you naked...." he points out.

"Not for a lack of trying.." Jooheon adds humorously and I resist the urge to smack his chest. Not that I didn't believe it, but things had remained pretty platonic between the three of us despite the occasional awkwardness that comes with living with people of the opposite sex. I was never as comfortable as the guys to roam the apartment half-clothed unless I had to make the mad dash in a towel between the shared bathroom and my bedroom when I forgot to bring my clothes in with me. I'd done a fairly decent job in maintaining some modesty amongst these hornbills, despite them looking as tempting as they always did.

"And you probably never will, pervy. C'mon, let's just play...We can stop at underwear." I suggest and it doesn't much convincing to get both of them on board. All in the name of fun I presume.

So for the next few minutes, we went at several rounds of truth or dare, each of us careful of what we chose to not be faced with the penalty. Changkyun was forced to shed his socks on a truth refusal and Jooheon was down to his boxer briefs and his t-shirt after failing his dare. Which brought it back to me, the only one who hadn't shed a single layer. Which I was kind of thankful for considering I was the one with the least amount of clothes to lose in my tank top, bra, and leggings.

I choose truth and sit patiently as Changkyun looks me up and down bitterly for being so good at this made-up game, clenching his jaw slightly in thought.

"Alright...I've got one." he sits up and scoots back so that he's leaning against the armrest. I glance over at him curiously.

"Let's hear it," I say, over confidently and Changkyun smiles.

"When's the last time you've been fucked?" he comes straight out with it and if there had been anything in my mouth other than spit, I would have choked on it. Even Jooheon is slightly caught off guard by the question, though his expression remains stoic and intrigued.

"You know... that's a good question. I never hear anything from your room. Hell, I don't think I've ever seen you bring someone home.." he remarks.

"Um...well.." I utter, tucking a stray hair behind my ear. Changkyun's tongue pokes through the bottom of his cheek as he smiled at my hesitance and I soon realize what I'd done.

"Wait! No..." I begin and both Jooheon and Changkyun immediately start chastising me, calling me a hypocrite and chump if I try to avoid my own penalty and eventually I give them both the middle finger to shut them up.

"Oh fuck off..." I mumble, reaching down at the hem of my shirt. As I pulled it over my head, I can feel their eyes falling to my chest as it shook with the movement. I quickly glance down to make sure one of my nipples hadn't escaped the cups from removing the shirt so fast and with a resigned sigh, I toss my shirt on the floor.

It was actually a relief to be free of it since the temperature in the room had us all wiping at our brows. Maybe it was the candles and the tequila.

My arms flop back to my sides and I sit back against the couch with another sigh. As I looked up, I'm amused to find both Jooheon and Changkyun staring at me. And by me, I mean my tiddies.

"Ahem..." I chuckle, breaking Jooheon from his trance. Changkyun however continues to stare shamelessly, dragging his eyes up to my face eventually.

"Damn Roomie...that's um...a nice bra," he mumbles distractedly and I rolled my eyes with a flattered smirk.

"Thanks, I'll let you borrow it some time. " I shake my head. Jooheon snorts at my rebuttal and does his best to keep his head in the game despite his occasional downward glances at my exposed cleavage. Another round passes, and none of us have to shed any more clothes until a very comically vengeful Jooheon spots Changkyun still watching my breasts like a hawk from beside me.

"Dude...." he blurts out and both Changkyun and I look at him curiously, and guiltily in his case. I frown as I paid Changkyun a sidewards glance, which he avoids at first.

"What?"

"You've been staring at her tits like they're gonna start talking to you or something.." Jooheon remarks and I glance down at my chest as if I was just now noticing them myself. To be fair, I was pretty busty. This bra probably wasn't even my correct size anymore and my cup did runneth over a bit, which would cause me to jiggle with every little movement I made.

I'd stare too.

"Well shit, They kinda have been.." Changkyun admits drunkenly and that makes us all laugh. As we settled, Jooheon quirks his brow mischievously.

"It's your turn right?" He directs his question towards Changkyun and shrugs his shoulders tiredly.

"The fuck if I know. I'm just here..." he slurs. Jooheon nods as he sits up in his seat, scooting to the edge of the cushion to prop his elbows on his knees. He glances down at his bare feet then up at the two of us as something sinister rolls through his mind, giving nothing away with his expression.

"Ok. Well, let's just say it is...Truth or dare?" he says. Changkyun's drunken chuckles taper off as he considered his options.

"Ummm...dare. Fuck it," he mumbles and Jooheon's dimples deepen into his cheeks as he smiles.

"I dare you...." he begins, glancing over at me briefly with his pause.

"....to take one..no..both of them out and suck on her nipples for...eh..20 seconds. 10 seconds per tiddie."

Now, it very well could have been multiple variables at play. The temperature in the room. The way the alcohol in my system had me extremely attuned to everything, especially the way Jooheon and Changkyun smelled. I never knew the exact scents they wore but damn they smelled exponentially potent in this proximity.

It also could have been the fact that I indeed hadn't been fucked in a while, but the moment Jooheon's dare left his mouth in that deep dark tone, it was like a gush of excitement warmed my center. I clenched around it experimentally, immediately regretting it.

"You dare him to wuh?" I stammer and Jooheon remains unresponsive to the question, nodding his chin towards Changkyun with a challenging glint in his eyes.

"What say you? Do you accept it or do you yield?"

Changkyun's Adam's apple bobs in his throat as he scowled back at Jooheon. For the life of me, I wish I could read minds at the moment because it definitely seemed like there was a conversation happening between them telepathically or something. Several agonizing seconds later, Changkyun's smirk returns.

"Ok."

"OK?" Jooheon repeats and Changkyun confirms with a nod.

"Yeah...as long as you're ok with it. " he looks over at me with sober eyes. Jooheon nods in agreement.

"Aw, yea of course. They're your tiddies after all. I just figured since he'd been staring at em...ya know...could be interesting. " Jooheon shrugs, leaning back casually. I wanted to slap him for how smug he was being, knowing damn well he knew what he was doing.

I bite my lip and drag my eyes over to Changkyun hesitantly, who didn't seem pressed on whether I gave him the green light or not.

He was so drunk, being the one who'd taken the most shots to the head since our night began, and I vaguely wondered whether he would even remember anything about tonight. Because if he didn't...well...

"Say I'm ok with it...." I begin, my gaze falling to Changkyun's lips briefly.

" Things won't be weird between us, will they? I mean...We're just playing a game. Anything that happens on this couch stays on this couch, right?" I look around to match my eyes with both of my roommates and they nod in agreement.

"Of course." Jooheon shrugs. Changkyun says nothing and only watches my conflicted face consider the words that were about to leave my mouth. Then I sighed.

"Ok...yeah. You can, ya know..." I swallow and Changkyun does his damndest to remain casual as he nodded.

"Cool...So 20 seconds?" he asks Jooheon.

"Yep. 10 seconds for each nipple," he confirms. His repeating the dare makes something between my thighs twitch with excitement. My breathing hitches when I feel Changkyun moving toward me, scooting closer on the couch so that his knee is touching mine. He pauses, tilting his head as he examined my chest before sliding off of the couch. I lean back and frown when he kneels in front of me.

"I think it would make more sense for me to do it this way...Can you unfold your legs for me?" He says more casual than he should have , like he and I were accustomed to being this close to each other.

I exhale shakily as I did what was asked of me and Changkyun places his hands on my knees for support as he rose on his knees. Jooheon sits by quietly, watching intensely as Changkyun and I were almost nose to nose.

Thankfully, his eyes weren't on my face, and with a gentle touch, he lifts his hands from my knees to slowly tug at the lining of the lace on my bra. His fingers push the cups down just enough for my breast to spill over, exposing my pert brown nipples to him. For a moment Changkyun just stared at them and a part of me hated the anticipation. I hated to admit to myself how much I wanted to feel my roommate's lips on me, something before tonight I never thought I'd say.

"Any day now.." Jooheon yawns and both of us scowl over at him, making him smirk. I let out a sigh as I looked down, finding Changkyun's hooded eyes on me.

I'm sure my heartbeat could be heard from where he was and I attempt to slow it with calming thoughts. But it's damn near impossible with him looking at me the way he was. He keeps his eyes on mine as he lowered his head, placing his face level with my chest and he leans forward with his tongue poking between his parted lips.

The moment it touches the tip of my nipple, I let out a shaky breath, and Changkyun circles my areola with his tongue before sucking it all into his mouth. My jaw drops slightly when he being to suck and swirl his tongue around my pebbled skin, his wide hand resting on my bare waist to anchor him.

With his other hand, he slowly counted off the seconds on his fingers. Each seemed longer than it should be and I have to bite down on my lip to keep myself from moaning at how good it felt.

10 seconds felt more like a minute and Changkyun reluctantly pulls his mouth away from my nipple. The warmth of his lips and tongue disappear and my wet skin hardens as the air-cooled his saliva.

I knew I was wet before but now?...

As Changkyun moved on to my other breast, I'm vaguely aware of Jooheon watching us. Watching me. Tilting his head and hooding his gaze, keying in on every little reaction I tried to mask to Changkyun's expert tongue over my sensitive nipple. When he sucked it in his mouth, I can feel his teeth grazing over my flesh and an involuntary moan escaped my mouth. I bite down on it regretfully but it was too late. Both of them heard me and to my surprise, neither of them seem as amused as I thought they'd be.

Jooheon's brow crinkles slightly, almost as if he was in pain, and he shifts in his seat as he kept his eyes on the way Changkyun left open-mouthed kisses over my nipple. A low groan vibrates in his mouth as it closed over me and his tongue continues to swirl and flick relentlessly. I wasn't sure if he was even counting anymore at this point and I'm reduced to a lip-biting, squirming mess by the time the 10 seconds should have been up.

But Changkyun doesn't stop.

His mouth remains latched over my nipple, his hands holding my waist possessively as he continued to lick me. Jooheon wanted to intervene, I'm sure, but he remains silently watching us, the darkness in his eyes growing with a need that was also apparent in his relaxed and drunken features. His tongue skirts over the corner of his mouth and he swallows the drool collecting as he watched me pant and writhe under Changkyun's hold.

My moans were now audible and unbridled, my shyness forgotten the closer Changkyun pushed me. It was odd but if he kept going at this rate, I was liable to cum on myself. Which would have been a first for me from nipple stimulation alone. But I was so turned at this point, anything was possible.

It takes Changkyun's voice to pull me out from the haze I was falling under. My eyes open and they fall to find him looking up at me, his tongue flicking over my nipple tirelessly.

"Dare me to stop," he pauses to repeat, this time sounding as if that were the last thing he wanted me to do. But his eyes were so earnest that I simply obeyed without a thought.

"I..um....dare you.... to stop.." I say breathlessly and Changkyun pulls away, only to tug his sleeveless shirt over his head. It takes me a few seconds to realize what was happening and that Changkyun was refusing his dare and therefore had to strip.

Which I would be a dummy to complain about considering how impeccable my roommate's upper body was. I'd seen it enough times when he paraded it around the apartment.

His silky hair is shaken and falls back into place as he kneels again between my legs. Except for this time he's pressing himself into me and pinning me to the couch. His bare skin is warm against mine and I tremble beneath him as he kissed at my throat. My hands are braced at his shoulders and I turn my head to grant him more access to my skin. When I open my eyes, I'm reminded of my other roommate.

The expression on Jooheon's face makes my walls clench even harder, the underlying layer of conflict that I felt just before giving Changkyun permission to carry out his dare. I'm sure he was thinking the same as me, about how things had taken a turn so suddenly and whether or not we should stop before we travel too far off the rails.

But Changkyun's mouth felt so good, his lips so soft. I wanted more even when I knew that I shouldn't.

When would another moment like this occur though? All of us here and alone with no one to judge and nothing to regret...

"Wait..."I whisper, my eyes locked on Jooheon's. He blinks at my sudden words and my hands gripped Changkyun's shoulders to get his attention. He pulls back slowly with his bangs hanging in his face and his lips pink and moist from kissing my skin. It's almost as if he were under a trance himself, submerged in a lust-driven haze that has him acting on impulse.

The look in his eyes is too intense for me to take in head-on so I look away immediately to gather my wits.

"What's wrong? Want me to stop?" he exhales, his tone laced with concern. Even that makes my coochie jump. Before I can respond, Changkyun is withdrawing from me even more.

"I'm sorry...That was probably too much. I was just so caught up in the moment that I crossed a line and shouldn't have assumed.."

"What? No....I don't want you to stop..." I interrupt him. Changkyun goes still immediately and furrows his brow. I open my mouth to resume speaking but I struggle to find the words as my gaze returns to Jooheon beside me.

His features are calm and unreadable but his eyes are suggestively intense, so much so that my tongue runs over my bottom lip. Jooheon's eyes catch on it and he mirrors me, licking his lip slowly with a slight smirk. That was when my fuck it - bucket had reached its limit and my hormones were not making decisions for me.

Both of my roommates were suspended in time and hanging on my unspoken words. Both of them were waiting for me to give them full access to my desires and the key hung from my tongue.

And theirs.

"What happens on this couch..." I begin, dragging my eyes from Jooheon to Changkyun.

"Stays..on this couch. Ok?"

Changkyun's looming figure remains still and he lifts his head to check in with Jooheon to see if he was on board. He nods slowly then glances over at me to confirm and from that point, I found myself as merely a passenger of the moment.

Changkyun's lips returned to my neck and I extended my hand to invite Jooheon to join us. He takes it and places himself closer to my side on the couch. So close that all I can make out on his face are his lips, inches from my face. I can smell the tequila on his tongue as he inched closer, smothering my moans with his mouth.

Both men were on me, touching me and kissing me. Overwhelming me with their combined weights pressing me into the couch cushion. I feel a hand on my waist slowly creeping down to slip beneath the waistband of my leggings. I wasn't sure of whose hand it was until Jooheon is pulling away and I'm left with Changkyun stuffing his other hand under my leggings, pushing them down slightly, and squeezing my hips to encourage me to let him remove them.

I hesitate for a second, not entirely sure of what his intentions were but Jooheon reaches over to grab my hand.

"If things get too crazy, you can back out at any time. No judgment," he says. Changkyun gives my hips another gentle squeeze.

"Yeah...what he said.." he exhales, seeming way too turned on to be rational. I make sure they understand that I'm 100% aware of what is happening and 100% ok with wherever it takes us. I only nod since I'm not too far behind him and I'm suddenly being pushed back to lean against Jooheon's chest at the other end of the couch.

He cups both of my breasts from behind, playing with my nipples gently as we both watch Changkyun lick a trail down my tummy. His mouth pauses at the waistband of my leggings, his fingers already tugging them down from my hips.  I lift my butt to aid him and they're quickly added to the pile of clothes on the floor.

His mouth goes back to work, grazing wet kisses across my pelvis and over my mound. His lips stop just where the lips of my vulva begin to part and the hood of my swollen clit peeked through the slit. Jooheon's busy fingers paused mid-pinch as we both watched Changkyun push my legs further apart. He glances up at me before the pink of his long tongue dips in between my lips and the pressure it applies to my clit has me exhaling as if I was taking my first breath in minutes.

Changkyun's tongue was smooth and soft but strong. It swirls circles around my bud the way it did on my nipples but with each lick, he was figuring me out. From the way I moaned when it passed over a particular spot on the left, to the way my hips rolled against him, rubbing my pussy against his waiting tongue needingly.

"She tastes good Kyunie?" Jooheon suddenly asks, his voice low and a bit raspy.

Changkyun nods briefly and hums in the affirmative before sucking my clit in between his lips. My jaw goes slack and my eyes roll back as I relished in the feeling of his tongue strumming hard and fast over my clit. My breathing quickens and my volume increases and Changkyun goes harder.

He even groans a little in reaction to my response to him. Jooheon is back playing with my nipples, pinching and pulling them gently all while kissing and licking my neck.

Both of them must have known I was about to cum because with every breath I took, every touch, kiss, lick, and flick of the tongue became more intentional.

My back arches up from Jooheon's chest and my mouth falls open as a silent cry of release escapes me. Jooheon holds me tightly against him and Changkyun's tongue presses flat and hard against my clit, suckling it gently as I came for him.

I'm not sure if it was the liquor still in my system or if these two were just that good...

But I came so hard that I heard a dull ringing in my ears and felt my heartbeat in my skull. Pumping and thudding heavily as if I'd just run a marathon.

"Damn...I think you killed her.." Jooheon jokes. I wish I had enough sense to slap him but I couldn't form a thought outside of how good I felt. Changkyun smirks at my dazed condition and sits himself back on his knees.

"Come here.." his husky voice calls to me and I'm soon being pulled up by the arms when my ears finally stopped ringing. With the help of Jooheon gently pushing me forward, I find myself sitting up on my knees and pressed against Changkyun's hard frame.

I blink away the tears that blurred my vision enough to see the bottom half of his face.

His swollen lips and chin had a slight glisten to them and they curl up into a smile as my hooded eyes found his. There was a heat in them that struck me straight to my soul and without even thinking, I lean forward to kiss him. I suck his bottom lip into my mouth and taste myself on his tongue.

Changkyun reciprocates and nibbles hungrily at my lips when I submit to him. I'm so lost in the way he tastes. The subtle hint of the liquor and dull salty sweetness of me was so satisfying.

So much so that I completely forget about the man on the other side of the couch, admiring my naked body from behind. Eyeing the two dimples above my plump ass cheeks and curve of my hips. Jooheon runs his tongue over his bottom lip slowly and swallows down the need building up inside of him. His dick had been throbbing in his underwear for what felt like forever and he was starting to ache.

My tentative hands were skimming down the humps of Changkyun's chest, following down the lines of his abs and he inhales sharply through his nose. He smirks against my lips while placing his hands on my waist, squeezing me slightly as he tilted his head to kiss me deeper.

I yelp into Changkyun's mouth when I feel Jooheon suddenly grabbing at my ass. His large deft hands squeezed and kneaded at my flesh and the couch cushions beneath us bow under the weight of him joining us to sit up on his knees. The warmth of his body is heavy on my back and I'm nearly purring in anticipation of what he was going to do to me.

Changkyun pulls back slightly to give Jooheon enough room to nuzzle my neck and he kisses me softly, trailing upward until he coaxes me to turn my head.

That's when he took his turn to kiss me again, wasting no time tangling his tongue with mine. One of his hands snakes around my waist and dips downward so that he's cupping my mound, coating his fingers in my slickness, and rubbing slow circles around my clit. I moan against his lips and clench at nothing as my need to be fucked grew annoyingly intense. As if he could read my mind, Jooheon presses himself into me. His shirted front to my naked back. My bare ass against the hard and incredibly thick bulge in his shorts.

Changkyun looked on with intrigue as he watched me writhe gently against his friend's body. Watching the way Jooheon's fingers toyed with my clit that was still sensitive from him licking it. He loved the sounds I made. He loved the way I melted into Jooheon the way Id just done with him, except seeing it for himself had a different effect.

"Kyun has you so fucking wet...I'm kinda jealous.." Jooheon slurs against my lips. I wasn't sure what he wanted me to say so I just ground my ass against his erection. The teasing friction makes him moan softly. His fingers dip lower to tease at my slit, which was even wetter now.

If that was was even possible.

"Damn..." Jooheon sighs at the discovery. He slowly pumps his fingers in and out, barely satisfying that need to be filled. My walls squeeze at his fingers greedily, making Jooheon whine.

"..fuuuuck.....let me fuck you...please.." were the words moving against my lips. I thought he would never ask.

Nodding my head briefly, I give Jooheon the green light to pull away and push me forward into Changkyun's chest. He was already laying back and getting comfortable in his front-row seat to the bullshit and my palms land flat against his defined chest as Jooheon shuffled behind me. Changkyun's warm touch wraps around my wrists and I look up to find him gazing at me softly.

He was so drunk off of the moment that his eyes were barely open as they focused on my parted lips. His tongue darts out over his bottom lip as if he was reminiscing about the taste of our kiss, already missing mine on his. I peck his lips a few times, slowly and sweetly. As if we hadn't already shared our first kiss a moment ago.

He released his hold on my wrists and runs his hands up my arms, over my shoulders, and rests them on my back. As the two of us kissed, Jooheon was pulling up the bottom of his t-shirt and biting it to keep it out of the way. In the same motion, he pushed down the front of his underwear, freeing the trapped monster that was already dripping at the tip.

Jooheon's planting his knees into the couch cushion with each of my knees on the outskirts. He nudges them to spread me open so that he has a perfect view of my pink puckered hole and my slit. He leans up, his hardened dick in hand with the other holding me by the waist, and for a moment he hesitates.

Perhaps he was thinking the same thing I was thinking before I allowed Channie to go down on me. How things would forever be changed once he entered my body.

Years of platonically formed bonds altered.

It wasn't like the thought never crossed his mind. I was sure it had. He's a man after all.

But thinking it and doing it were worlds apart.

Jooheon furrows his brow as he considers it for a moment, his hand still wrapped firmly at the base of his dick.

Too distracted by his thoughts, Jooheon doesn't notice Changkyun breaking our kiss and me continuing to kiss down along his jaw and nibbling at his neck. As he turned his head he notices Jooheon's pause. I'm sure he knew what he was thinking.

"What the fuck am I about to do..."

Changkyun turns his face into me, trailing kisses over my shoulder and up to my neck as the hands at my waist traveled down. They come over the curve of my hip and he squeezes me there, effectively spreading my asscheeks in the process. Jooheon looks up to find Changkyun's eyes on him, glancing up slyly as he kissed my skin.

He lifts a brow as if to question Jooheon's hesitance and to challenge him.

To dare him.

After a moment, Changkyun looks away and resumes his attention to kissing my neck, giving Jooheon the chance to make his move.

He doesn't wait another second. His dick was hard and I was only an inch away from surrounding him in my warmth. So with a slight squeeze at the base of his shaft, Jooheons dick steadies its aim. He flexes his hips and presses past my entrance, tensing his jaw at my tightness.

I lift my head from Changkyun's throat to moan at the light sting of him stretching me. Jooheon slowly pushes himself deeper and his eyes roll back slightly in relief as he rocked back to enter me again.

I never imagined Jooheon to feel this good. I mean I've known him for so long and have seen a fair share of women come and go through here. I heard him fuck on countless nights and would sit in my bed with wide eyes at the sounds his partners made. So sure, based on their colorful reactions, it would be safe to say that Jooheon had good dick.

Great, even.

And boy was that being proven tonight.

Jooheon fucked me like he was living out some sort of repressed fantasy. With Changkyun still spreading my cheeks, Jooheon filled me with every solid inch he had to offer. He fucked me hard and rolled his hips to angle his strokes so that he touched every part of me that he could.

I can barely catch my breath to keep up with him and with Changkyun holding me in place, I have no choice but to take it. I can't throw it back. I cant grind against him. Hell, I can barely manage a word. All I can do is try to make sure my voice is at an acceptable volume so the neighbors don't think someone is trying to kill me.

But obviously, Jooheon has other plans.

"I think she likes it Hyung..." Changkyun says arrogantly to the man fucking me senseless from behind but with his lips to my ear as if he's teasing me.

Jooheon grunts his response since the hem of his shirt was still trapped between his teeth and his grip on my waist tightens. He fucks me hard, forcing my body to rock suggestively against Changkyun. My breasts were pressed against his chest and I could feel the sweat forming between our bodies.

I cry out when I feel Jooheon slam into me harder than he had and Changkyun shushes me softly, strumming his fingertips down my spine soothingly.

"You're making my dick so fucking hard right now...fuck I want you so fucking bad..." his deep voice murmurs words I never imagined I'd hear from my otherwise introverted roommate. I involuntary clench my walls around Jooheon and from the way he groans, I can guess my nonverbal response is appreciated.

"Oh shit..oh shit..." he says, muffled by the bite on his shirt, his eyes cast down and focused on my body swallowing his length. Jooheon squeezes my waist tighter, digging his nails into my skin. His breathing is becoming more jagged and his rhythm less intentional. His dick seemed to swell and become even harder as it pulsed inside of me.

The familiar fog of an impending orgasm starts to settle over me and I start to pant in anticipation of it. Changkyun feels me trembling against his body and he recognizes the signs from when his face was buried between my legs. I feel his lips at my ear again.

"You sound so fucking sexy...Can I fuck you next? Hmm?" Changkyun whispers to me and I moan my consent, too high on Jooheon to give a damn about what anyone asked me at that point. At my response, I feel Changkyun let go of my ass and reach down between us to push down his underwear. The softness of his pubic hair tickles my shaved skin and the tip of my clit brushes against his now unclothed nether region.

The friction is welcome and I just knew I'd be cumming soon based on Jooheon's speed.

Just as I'm about to let go, he pulls out of me and begins pumping himself, screwing his eyes shut and throwing his head back with a deep groan of satisfaction. My walls twist and clench at his sudden absence and I whimper at how close I was to the edge before he pulled out.

I can feel his cum spurting all over my ass and trickling down over my slit but before its registers, Changkyun is moving beneath me. I immediately feel his hard length slapping against my heat, the sound so hot and wet it makes me blush harder than I already was from being edged.

Using what Jooheon left behind, Changkyun slips inside of me and fills me up in a way so different from his best friend.

But still so so good.

"Ohh my god..." I mumble, my eyes rolling back.

Changkyun is as thick as Jooheon but his tip curves up perfectly to hit the rigid spot inside of me and the moment he starts thrusting himself into me, I lost it.

It couldn't have been any more than 5 strokes that had my body trembling and my walls pulsating around Channie's dick.

"Whew shit...Hell fucking yea..cum on this dick..there you go.." he growls as he fucked me faster.

Jooheon was still at his end of the couch, watching Changkyun's dick disappear and reappear in the same place he just was. He was spent and still coming down from his release, but the sights and sounds in front of him has him slowly stroking himself with his bottom lip trapped between his teeth again.

Changkyun traps me in his arms and continues to slam himself into me as I ride out my orgasm slowly.

Once he feels as if my climax has passed, Changkyun tightens his hold on me, sits up, scoots back, and rotates so that he was now hovering over me. He flipped our position so suddenly that it catches me off guard. My back hits Jooheons front and he grasps me under my armpits to pull me up , keeping me secure against him as Changkyun resumed rolling his hips.

Putting me back in the position I was in not too long ago.

Changkyun grunts as he lifts one of my legs and hooks it over his shoulder without missing a beat. This opened me up, even more, allowing him to hit me even deeper.

My moans fill the room, accompanied by the sounds of skin slapping together and both men praising me. Never in a million years would I have imagined I'd be in this position. Literally, with two men I lived with and trusted, completely slutting me out in the most desirable way.

This brings me back to my initial thought: Boredom and alcohol are a dangerous combination.

"Yup. Take that shit. Take that shit. Hell yes..." Changkyun grits, his eyes focused on his dick destroying what little I had left. Jooheon watched too, getting a tiny kick out of the fact that he got to experience me first. Although his dick was hard again beneath me and he could easily go for another round, he chooses to suppress his desire to remain present. He rests his head on the side of mine, placing his lips near my temple. I feel him press a kiss there before aiming his voice at my ear.

".... I can hear how wet you are for us...You're doing so good....making Kyunie fuck you so good. Gonna make Kyunie cum? Gonna let him cum all over that pussy as I did?" his deeply rasped voice puts me in a headspace that I can't escape. I'm all feeling and sensation, experiencing every touch as if that was my sole purpose. I moan freely and new tears prick at the corners of my eyes.

Changkyun's moans were becoming less restrained as well and his mouth falls open as he approached his breaking point. "Want him to make you cum again?" Jooheon asks another teasing question.

"Yes! Fuck! Yes.." I cry and Jooheon chuckles as he kissed the side of my face.

"You heard her...make her cum..." he glances up at his friend, who was already on his own mission. Changkyun's strokes become hastier and a few seconds later, he's pulling out and spurting all over my tummy with his hand gripping the thigh pressed against his torso. The force of him pulling out was just enough pressure to do me in and as his seed coated my skin, my body shook and trembled against Jooheon. He holds me firmly to his chest, mumbling sweet praises in my ear as Changkyun purged himself to the very last drop.

He falls back to plop against the other end of the couch, breathing heavily as we all allowed the adrenaline and lust to fade.

I didn't even feel drunk anymore, only tired.

And sore. Very...very sore.

The storm we'd conveniently forgotten about rages on the outside and the crack of thunder that shakes the apartment snaps me out of my fatigue just enough for me to form a profound and very singular thought.

“I'm never getting drunk with you assholes ever again..."

---