ATEEZ - HJ & SH

ATEEZ - HJ & SH

Chan: *cooking* Minho, can you grab the meat?

Chan:

Chan: Minho let go of my ass.

Handsome as ever

Arms out for the boys

KACIIII, my GOD 🥵

Ppppsssssttttt

Don't think about sex with spa workers Changbin and Chan

🍑

It's too late, I'm thinking about it and it's ruining me to no end-

It wasn't lost on you that having two masseuses was a bit of an overkill for your spa appointment, but after seeing the men who walked into the private massage room, you were absolutely willing to let it slide.

"I hope you don't mind," the slightly taller of the two, Chris, spoke with a dimpled smile, "this is just part of the deluxe package you booked."

Nodding, you caught the equally sweet smile from the buffer of the duo, Changbin, and returned a beaming grin, "It's fine! Just part of the package, got it."

The two men turned as you stripped out of your complimentary robe and settled onto the massage table, resting your face on the open spot of the headrest. Within a few moments, you were surrounded by the relaxing scent of lavender and the heart melting pressure of two sets of hands kneading away at your tense muscles.

It wasn't until a pair of hands, firm and strong, slid up the back of your thigh, teasing just below the protective blanket draped across you.

"Do you mind if I massage higher? I want to make sure all of the tension is released in the muscle." Came Changbin's voice, low and velvety - you almost missed it from the way Chris was rotating his thumbs on your shoulder blades.

"Mm - you can go h-higher."

The catch in your voice didn't go unnoticed, judging by the huff of a chuckle they both shared before thick fingers were dancing dangerously close to the bottom of your ass, yet just far enough to have you yearning for more.

"Even though you did book the deluxe treatment," Chris hummed lowly, slowly dragging his hands down the expanse of your back before spreading them across your lower back, "there are some things we could do to make this time more... euphoric."

Goosebumps ran along your arms, followed by a short gasp as the tips of Changbin's fingers grazed the seam of your panties.

"Only if you'd like, of course."

There was little you needed to convince you as you nodded as best you could, "Yes- I mean, it's all part of the package, right?"

[unedited]

no lube, no protection, all night, all day, from the kitchen floor to the toilet seat, from the dining table to the bedroom, from the bathroom sink to the shower, from the front porch to the balcony, vertically, horizontally, quadratic, exponent al