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Summary: Feline Edition: Movie night with you and Wooyoung turned from what was a sweet peck into a heated play session with him and San, who was mindlessly watching the whole make out go down initially. The plot is nowhere to be found.
Pairings: San x reader, Wooyoung x reader
This chapter includes: PWP, Calico hybrid!reader, Black cat hybrid!San, Maine Coone hybrid!Wooyoung, switch!reader, switch!San, Top leaning!San, switch!Wooyoung, Sub leaning!Wooyoung, hybrids, Afab!reader, reader-centric, fluff, jealousy, new experiences (double penetration), cunnilingus, rimming (f! Receiving), blowjob, biting, choking, hair pulling, threesomes, nipple play, unprotected sex (WRAP IT!), creampies, established relationships, teasing, overstimulation,, begging, pet names, praise kinks, voyeurism, squirt, swearing, slight protectiveness, eye contact, floor sex, masturbation, mutual pining, scent kink
Wooyoung had come over to your house, deciding he wanted to hang out with you after not seeing you in “ages”. His reality of ages was a week or two without seeing you, not accounting for the nightly video calls. He planned to stay over for the weekend, deciding he was bored of both Yeosang and Seonghwa.
Neither of them took offense; they actually encouraged him to leave.
The both of you were on the living room floor, a medium-sized nest made in case the both of you felt like lying down. The nest was made closer to the couch so you both had something to lean on the floor, cuddling next to each other.
It was the middle of the day, so you were already dressed in your pajamas. You opted for a white off-the-shoulder top and maroon pajama pants; while, Wooyoung wore a gray muscle tee and black shorts that peeked a bit over his knee.
Wooyoung leaned back on his palms, watching intently to the movie you had put on, his tail wrapping so delicately around you. You leaned into his side, thankful that he didn’t mind that you pressed all of your weight on him. After finding out how strong he is, you’ve kind of been testing his limits—so far, no complaints. It’s fascinating to find different attributes of some hybrids.
Because he wanted to—and because he usually does anyway—he mindlessly planted a kiss on the crown of your head. And because you loved kisses, you lifted your head too, planting one on his cheek, resting back in your original position. He purred in response, snuggling into you more as he shuffled his leg on top of yours. The two of you continued to watch your movie quietly, making small commentary here and there about it, laughing when Wooyoung cursed at predictions he guessed correctly.
When the movie went to a commercial break, Wooyoung couldn’t resist, gingerly pressing his nose into your hair to smell its scent, planting more kisses on your crown. You began purring now, glancing up at him as he cooed at how adorable you were under the gleam of the television light. You closed your eyes when he peppered pecks all over your face, giggling when he gave three quick ones to your temple, leading down to your jawline.
Wooyoung kissed you on your lips in passing, really focusing on every other inch of your face that he never got to. But whenever he pressed on to your lips, you’d trail after them for him to continue. You would try to get him to aim for you lips more whenever he tried to leave pecks on your cheeks, pressing a deeper kiss into his lips. He caught on to how your body was responding, seeing as you were silently asking for more.
Leaning on top of you, Wooyoung practically hovered over you, giving you more kisses to your jawline. Your giggles went from full belly giggles to soft huffs of laughter, feeling the atmosphere slowly shift. Wooyoung’s lips went down to your neck, just pecking there, but then he came a little too close to your scent gland, drawing him in. He had a knee in between your legs, arms on either side of you as you leaned back on your palms now, slowly craning your neck for him.
It’s just that when you did crane your neck, your heart felt like it stopped, spotting San standing there with his hands in his pockets. His outfit was similar to yours; a white tee and grey sweatpants, and glasses. For some reason, you started panicking, tapping Wooyoung’s shoulder to get his attention.
“S-San’s here.” You had to stop yourself from moaning, feeling him pull you closer when you tried pushing him away.
Wooyoung detached himself from your neck, looking up at his friend with a dull and uninterested expression. “Hey, San-ah.”
“Wooyoung-ssi.” San warmly greeted, seemingly not bothered at all by the situation, his tail gently swaying behind him.
The Maine coone hybrid nodded towards his friend in acknowledgment, casually going back to leaving open mouth kisses on your neck.
“W-What?” You said confusingly; San nor Wooyoung seemed to mind, acting like everything was normal. “Wooyoung, we should stop.”
“Or he could join us,” Wooyoung mumbled, planting a small kiss on your pursed lips. “He’s a weirdo that likes watching anyway, he’ll get off by just that.”
When you glanced back up at San, his tail was slowly curling over his thigh, tightening as his eyes became foggy under his glasses. You couldn’t take your eyes off of him, feeling Wooyoung’s lips back on your face and neck. The thumb of his left hand went to caress your hipbone, only slightly raising your shirt.
“Would you like to play? San can play too if you want.” Wooyoung cocked his head to the side, being mindful of your response.
The movie restarted, but you had already tuned it out; to play with both San and Wooyoung seemed more than interesting currently. However, you remembered that Wooyoung liked it when you took the lead occasionally, you were sure to impress San.
“I’d love for San to play with us.”
You pushed him to lean back on his palms, crawling to sit in his lap. Both Wooyoung and San raised their eyebrows, interested in whatever you had in mind. You held his face as he balanced you on top of his lap, slotting your lips side to side and purring as he kept up with you effortlessly. You slightly ground your hips against his, feeling him smile into your kiss as he noticed your mild desperation. It made San walk over to the back rest of the couch, leaning his hands on it as he watched the both of you.
Every time you tried to lean in to kiss Wooyoung, he’d teasingly distance himself so that you slowly fell forward, chasing him. Used to his antics, you pulled back instead, catching him off guard when you wrapped your hand around his neck.
“Stay still.” San and Wooyoung were turned on by your assertion.
He purred underneath you, vibrating your arm as he attempted to kiss you again, but you kept him leaned back on his palms, depriving him already.
Sitting properly on his clothed tent, you slowly began to roll your hips against him, watching his face trickle into one of pleasure. He tried to touch you, but you denied him, smiling when he pouted at your restriction. He glared at you as his eyes slowly went dark, wiggling his ears as he was curious about what you were going to do next.
One fact shared amongst all of you was that you were all indeed a bit curious.
The way your nipples budded up underneath your white shirt had Wooyoung hypnotized, biting his bottom lip as he could faintly make out your areolas underneath the light fabric. And because you wanted to surprise San, you whispered in Wooyoung’s ear.
His ears poked up, glancing at San but speaking to you. “You’ve never done it with them?… Do you want to show him?”
San’s ears stood up, zeroing in on him through his lenses. “Show me?”
You pulled away from Wooyoung’s ear, bringing him in by his neck for a kiss before looking up at San. “Since you like to watch, you can join whenever you’d like.”
He raised his eyebrows as Wooyoung instructed you to lay on your back, his feet laying by either side of your head. You didn’t know what to anticipate, resting your ankles on Wooyoung’s shoulders as he seared lingering pecks on your calves, up to your knees.
Pulling you in closer by your hips, he was able to add some pressure against your clothed heat, lightly humping you as his hands caressed your legs. He hooked his fingers into your pajama pants, removing them from your legs slowly. Both San and Wooyoung were admiring your soft skin, kneading at your plushness.
Your knees were over his shoulder as you were slightly on your upper back, sliding your own hand under your shirt as Wooyoung swiped a finger up your clothed core, making you hum. Your panties were lace, not really paying attention to what you threw on after you showered. Suddenly, you were glad that you did, flourishing under their intense gazes. He took two fingers and firmly pressed them against your bundle of nerves, nipping at your upper calf and inner thigh.
“Can you withstand my tongue, pretty girl?” Wooyoung purred, licking his fingers to smooth over the front of your panties.
“I can try,” you mumbled, pulling him closer by your legs. “Is this how you plan on eating me out?”
Wooyoung chuckled, reaching for your band. “You catch on well.”
You purred in return, lifting your hips as he slid them off you. “After a while, you get a bit predictable.”
Wooyoung paused taking your panties off, jaw on the floor. “Woah, I’d like to think I keep you on your feet.”
“Well, I’m not on them, am I?”
“Cute.” Wooyoung hummed in content at your brattiness, officially taking them off of you.
Your slick was very syrupy today, getting the attention of both San and Wooyoung. San was too busy rubbing his growing tent on the back of the couch, watching as Wooyoung pulled you even closer to his lips. He knows how flexible you are, seeing as you practically folded over yourself, biting your bottom lip. San watched as Wooyoung stuck his tongue out, pointing the tip of it out to focus directly on your clit, unable to care about him watching anymore.
You hooked your knees over his shoulders, feeling him wrap his arms around your waist as he indulged in eating you out comfortably. Your hands went to your breasts to cup it, unable to push him back down on the futon. San’s rutting became a little more firmer, gripping the top of the couch as he couldn’t tear his eyes away from the scene in front of him.
Wooyoung’s wet tongue slid across your clit, sliding down your slippiery folds as he took his time tasting the layers of your slick. He avoided slipping his tongue entirely inside of your heat, wanting to get you close enough but just enough to last a while. You tasted like a sweet, crushed chocolate strawberry, the tart fruitiness and rich cocoa taste reminding him of the cake Seonghwa bought you for your birthday. Dying for just a little bit more of you, Wooyoung lightly sucked at your folds, sliding up to leave quick pulses to your clit. Eventually, his tongue slipped inside of you, closing his eyes as he lost himself for a moment.
Moaning, you peered at San through glossy eyes, catching his attention. He couldn’t tell what you were trying to say with your eyes, seeing as you were too distracted by Wooyoung’s tongue inside of you. Before Wooyoung moved to where you wanted him most, he gathered some of your slick on his tongue to smooth it over your rim.
San became intrigued, realizing what the both of you meant now—you’ve never done anal with him or Mingi, yet you’re so comfortably doing it with Wooyoung. Now San no longer wanted to watch, but to join.
Wooyoung lapped at your rim, smiling into you when your tail swirled around his neck, lightly squeezing out of pleasure.
“S-Sannie, please.” You called out for him, raising your hips up as Wooyoung stuck his tongue inside your hole, closing his eyes again as he got to work.
San moved from behind the couch, stepping over to the futon where the both of you were. He glanced down at you upside down before making eye contact with your glistening core and Wooyoung’s wet tongue. He did hear you moan, but he could only tune it out as he kneeled above you, ensuring not to crush you.
Wooyoung stopped mid lick to make eye contact with San, who was a few inches from his face. “What?”
“So you’re the one that’s been tainting her.” San cocked his head to the side, a gleam shining against his glasses.
Goosebumps ran across Wooyoung’s skin. “I suggested it, she wanted to—there’s a difference,” Wooyoung said coyly as he gave you a long stripe along your folds. “Y/n is just very experimental.”
San hummed, drooling at the scent of your pheromones filling his nostrils. He didn’t want you to stay in the position for too long, worried about your back. “Y/n, are you okay?”
“Mhm~” You moaned, gripping the back of San’s thighs as he hovered over you.
Wooyoung went back to licking and tonguing your rim, feeling your legs tense around him as you curled your toes. San lightly balanced himself by holding your waist, closing his eyes to lean in and lap at your clit and entrance. You wanted to raise your hips to deepen his attack on your cunt, but with him in the way, you couldn’t budge. You were trapped upside down in between both of your friends who were eating you out like no tomorrow.
Feeling both of their tongues move in synchronicity, widening your legs for more access, you felt helpless with nothing to do besides moan. Sometimes they would lap at you in opposite directions, bumping noses and glasses—sometimes their tongues would glide against one another. San switched from your cunt to suck quick pulses against your clit, feeling his cheeks heat up as you begged for more to be done. Wooyoung pulled back to watch as San’s tongue flicked your bundle of nerves before him, thinking he looked so handsome with glasses on doing something so suggestive.
“It’s been a while…” Wooyoung mumbled to himself, missing when he and San used to be more active together.
When you became louder, San moved from above you, leaving you to Wooyoung so that the younger could lower your legs around his waist. Laying on your back, both of them hovered over you on their knees, with Wooyoung facing you directly. He pushed your legs up with his thighs, pressing his clothed tent into you.
He chuckled when he pulled you closer to him, making sure you could feel the fact that he wasn’t wearing any boxers underneath his shorts.
“Have you ever tried two at the same time?” Wooyoung asked you, cocking his head to the side as he rocked against you.
San shook his head at Wooyoung, disagreeing with the ideas. “Youngie, don’t overwhelm her.”
“You should hear her out before you think I’m overwhelming or tainting her.” Wooyoung stated matter of factly.
And so, they intently listened to you.
“… I’d like to.”
Wooyoung looked back at San, tilting his head to the side. “See?”
San couldn’t help but admire your pink cheeks, leaning down to kiss your face. You huffed a laugh, still in between moans as Wooyoung didn’t stop humping you.
“How would you like to use us, Princess?” Wooyoung asked, joining San and kissing your face.
Both of them would come across your lips in passing, unsure of whose to focus on. San’s hands roamed down your sides, riding your shirt up just under your breasts to touch your warm skin.
You were vibrating against them, loving all the attention you were getting. “Sannie?”
“Yes, baby?” He mumbled, licking the side of your neck, ignoring his growing hardness.
“I want to ride you so Wooyoungie can join us.” You told him, a hitch in your throat as Wooyoung bit your hard nipple through your shirt.
San hummed, moving away from you to sit on his backside. You were suddenly hoisted up by your arms, raising to meet Wooyoung.
“You know me, I’d love to keep going,” he rubbed his face into your neck, lightly scratching your back. “But San doesn’t like to be kept waiting.”
In the middle of taking his black sweatpants off, San cursed him out with his eyes. “I’m very patient, especially when it comes to Y/n.”
Wooyoung placed a peck on your lips. “Aren’t you a lucky woman?”
Rolling his eyes, San pulled his length out of his fly, mindlessly stroking himself while Wooyoung kept you busy. Because of the friction, you kept rolling your hips down on his clothed length that you felt get harder and harder underneath you. Wooyoung knows that he gets carried away sometimes, but even he knows his limits, feeling extremely turned on right now.
“Both you and San—so sexy,” Wooyoung complimented you, trying his best to still your hips. “San’s ready, angel.”
Looking behind you, San was indeed ready and waiting—but who says he can’t have dinner and a show? When you turned to crawl over to him, Wooyoung squeezed the flesh of your backside, getting a cute reaction out of you as you sat on top of San’s lap.
San watched as your folds suctioned the underside of his cock, licking his lips at your warmth. “How is Wooyoungie going to play with you while I am?”
You shrugged, looking forward to finding out yourself. “I don’t know, but I trust him.”
You raised your hips to sink yourself down on San, purring as he sucked a breath through his teeth. “To think I almost missed out on this.”
He stabilized himself as a pillar, holding himself on his palms while you rested your hands on his waist, riding San steadily. From behind, Wooyoung could see how your slick marked how far you took his friend into your heat, not too far off from the base of his shaft.
Before removing his shorts, a light bulb sparkled in his head, remembering something. “I’ll be right back, my love.”
You couldn’t even hear him, wondering where he was jogging off too. Your mind couldn’t linger for too long anyway, feeling your face getting turned by San to look at him.
“What other naughty things did they teach you over there?” San was too curious for his own good, his glasses getting foggy by the second.
Slick poured out of you as you felt so small underneath his lingering eyes, bringing your hand up to his neck. He knew what you were about to do, looking forward to it after watching you do it to Wooyoung. He lifted his head to give you more access, feeling how your finger tips landed right over his airways. When you began choking him, he immediately licked his lips, slowly getting lightheaded. He loosened up a bit more, indulging as you tightened your hold on his neck, meeting your thrusts.
It was honestly electrifying to San, hissing slightly when his dominance started seeping in, wanting to demonstrate how to do it for his liking. He brought his own hand to your neck, squeezing tightly as he watched your expression falter. Stilling your hips momentarily, he sat up to lay you on your back, not letting go of your neck. He licked his lips, clenching his teeth as he pounded into you, kissing your cheeks and the way they bounced with each impact.
Wooyoung came back downstairs, seeing that you two were still at it, whistling now that San is on top of you. “I’m back~”
You were too busy moaning and San was too busy testing your limits, wondering when you were going to tap out. You must’ve forgotten that he’s into pain, so choking was in that category for him—the idea of restricting someone’s airway.
Wooyoung walked over, tail tightly wrapped around his thigh as he saw how pink your face was, biting your bottom lip as you gazed into San’s eyes. His friend was too busy fucking you senseless after you choked him, completely ignoring Wooyoung’s presence. Although he can tell that you liked it, a sudden sense of protectiveness washed over Wooyoung after seeing your breath being restricted for so long.
He grabbed San’s hair, pulling his head back to get his attention. “My goodness, she does need to breathe at some point.”
San rolled his eyes, releasing his grip off your neck as you let out a broken mewl, catching your breath. Both of your eyes mirrored each other, dilated and lustful. His glasses became too foggy, removing them and throwing them on the couch so he could get a better view of your face.
“Flip over please.” Wooyoung ordered the both of you, getting rid of his shorts and boxers, revealing his semi hard length. The moment you flipped over and sat on top of San, you looked up at Wooyoung with glossy eyes.
His cock was in front of you, drawing you in. You caught him off guard when you kitten licked his head, which wasn’t part of the plans Wooyoung had for you. Yet, your tongue felt so soft and slippery, and then your lips latched onto the side, giving the entirety of it your attention before you took him into your mouth. He decided to indulge in you a little bit, sliding his fingers into your hair with a light grip, purring above you.
He licked his lips after accidentally bucking into your mouth, yet seeing no reaction from you, moaning. “You do it so well, baby girl. How much can you take, I wonder…”
You were determined to show him; San could feel it in the way you clenched around him, unable to help himself. He sat up, hiding his head under your shirt as he lapped at your nipples, occupying himself. You mewled, tugging Wooyoung by his thighs, making him let out a groan. Wooyoung was getting carried away, unable to focus as your mouth felt so silky. His other hand came to hold the other side of your head, thrusting steadily into your throat.
You took him all the way, showing off your skills to him. He briefly gathered your hair into his hand, lightly fucking your throat to test the waters. You looked absolutely relaxed, letting your jaw go lax so that he could thrust at a better angle. San was too busy assaulting your nipples, giving them light smacks and bites around your areola. But because everything was too much, Wooyoung forcefully had to pull out, resting the underside of his length on your tongue.
“Oh, you love it…” Wooyoung noticed your love for oral too, purring at your cute little smile that faltered as you continued lapping at his length. “I think I have something you’ll like.”
Licking your lips, you purred with a hiss as San didn’t remove his mouth from your chest, biting your nipples. Gripping onto his hair under your shirt, you watched as Wooyoung picked up his shorts from the floor to dig in his pocket, retrieving a small bottle of lube.
“I know you don’t need it, I’m sure you’re wet right now,” Wooyoung flirted, making you bounce on San to remind yourself of how full you felt. “But extra slip never hurts, is that okay, Princess?”
You nodded your head, watching as he cracked the bottle open. The scent emitting from it felt familiar to you, instantly catching your attention. Wooyoung noticed your nose twitching, trying to gauge what it was.
“It’s vanilla, hopefully you like it.” He bent down to give you a peck on your lips before kneeling behind you.
San removed his head from under your shirt, licking his lips before he kissed you again. He brought you down with him, distracting you as Wooyoung made himself comfortable. He positioned San’s legs over his thighs so he could get closer to the both of you. Sitting on his knees, Wooyoung poured some vanilla lube on his length, coating it as he trailed just a little on where you and San were connected.
Lining himself up with your heat, he kissed your shoulder blade, warning you first. “Princess, I’ll be as gentle as I can. Relax for me.”
Yes, Wooyoung loves to tease you, but he doesn’t want to push you to an edge you don’t feel comfortable at. So you listened well, pulling away from San’s lips to lap at his scent gland. As you played with his neck, San and Wooyoung locked eyes, making the older male blush when the younger winked down at him. Eventually, Wooyoung did attempt to push into your heat, slowly brushing against San’s length. You paused your attack on San’s neck, focusing on the unusual feeling of two cocks entering you. He took his time, rubbing your clit every so often to distract you, pushing your shirt up your back.
Whenever Wooyoung slid in and out of you, he was frotting San, making the older man groan. Wooyoung hands held your waist, pushing San’s legs just a little bit further on his thigh to fully sink into you. The stretch felt amazing, practically mewling at how you were throbbing around them. San’s hands went down to your thighs, hiking them higher so that he could position himself under you better.
Wooyoung huffed, admiring how you produced more slick anyway, allowing his thrusts to be a bit more fluid. “Princess… is it too much?”
“No,” you shook your head, looking behind you as you reached for his waist with your tail. “I love it…”
He held your neck to briefly kiss you at this angle, bringing his chest to your back to deepen his thrusts at this angle. When he broke the kiss, you brought your face back to San’s neck, grazing your teeth across his scent gland. Biting down on it caused San’s hips to buck, sliding against Wooyoung, causing all three of you to moan.
His arms wrapped around your back, raising his hips occasionally to gauge the pace he should also start thrusting at. But Wooyoung was affecting San too; Wooyoung thought San’s submissive face was so cute with how his eyebrows were knitted. He couldn’t help but lean fully on top of you to kiss his hyung.
San and Wooyoung made out as they both started to thrust into you, making you unhinge your jaw from San’s gland. You couldn’t see it, but you could hear the sharp, wet noises of their lips slotting, almost wishing you could watch. Their hips started moving in opposite directions, slipping and sliding against each other's cocks, switching between attacks against your cervix. All of which had you trembling, pulling at San’s shirt as you wanted to push yourself onto their lengths.
Wooyoung pulled back, biting his bottom lip as his balls kept hitting San’s clothed ones and your heat, fighting back a groan. You pushed yourself up, moaning as you kept fluttering around them, mindlessly moving your own hips. San and Wooyoung stopped moving theirs, holding onto you as you rode the both of them. They hissed every time you pushed yourself further down on them, taking as much of them as you could.
You felt like sobbing, unable to control your lower half from practically bouncing on them.
Wooyoung’s hand smoothed over from your right cheek to your left, smacking it lightly. “Our angel is so eager—how beautiful.”
Reaching behind you, you held onto Wooyoung’s neck, feeling your orgasm slowly approaching. He held your waist, peppering kisses from your shoulder to your scent gland, biting down on it. San watched the light disappear from your eyes as you mindlessly rolled your hips, hiccuping with such a pink face.
“Won’t you cum, Princess?” San asked all coy, licking his thumb to circle your clit.
“Yes, Sannie,” your breath shuddered, progressively shaking more and more. “Wooyoungie, I’msoclose—ahh~”
Wooyoung groaned at how desperate you sounded, running his hands along your body. He held you from behind, one arm across your chest and one over your hip as he proceeded to thrust into you.
“We’ll help you get there,” he mumbled in your ear, nudging San’s thigh. “Move.”
San nodded, moving his hand from your clit to hold your hips again, using Wooyoung’s thighs as leverage to pump into you. As both of them thrusted into you, your orgasm washed over you, spilling down their lengths.
Your body twitched in Wooyoung’s hold, still mindlessly moaning as they didn’t stop, one being closer than the other. San was the one that was close to his limit, being the one to have played with you first, entirely turned on. He stilled his hips as Wooyoung’s length kept brushing over his, shamelessly moaning below the both of you. Sooner than later, San came inside of you, still groaning as Wooyoung didn’t stop brushing against his length.
Wooyoung was too ravished, lifting up the hem of his shirt to bite down on it. Pulling out, Wooyoung raised your hips so that San could slip out of you, before lining himself with your heat to push back in. He pushed your head down on San’s chest; the older man was still coming down from his high, bringing his arms around you to hold you. Wooyoung held both of your wrists in one hand, spreading your cheeks open with the other to see his length disappear into you.
You weakly moaned, still managing to meet Wooyoung’s thrusts as you rested on top of San, taking it. The slaps of skin kept getting louder and faster, getting your voice to raise octaves. Instead, Wooyoung gripped the fleshy skin of your backside, cumming shortly after. The groan rumbled in his throat, feeling the circulation come back to his thigh after squeezing it so hard with his tail.
He let go of your wrists, watching as your hands dropped to both sides of San. Wooyoung hissed as he slipped out of you, laying on his back as he caught his breath.
“You did amazing,” San praised you, kissing the crown of your head, as you trembled atop him. “Did you like it?”
You nodded your head, lightly licking at his lips to signal that you wanted to kiss. “I want more…”
San raised his eyebrow, indulging in the popcorn kisses you were giving him. “More?”
“Mhm.”
San hummed, fixing his legs off of Wooyoung’s as he brought the both of you further up the futon. “I have an idea that might interest you…”
Wooyoung was finally able to catch his breath, giving himself a moment before he decided how soon he should get up. However, what made him open his eyes was feeling your heat on top of his cock again, rutting back and forth on it. When he propped himself on his elbows, San mirrored his position, also propped up on his elbows, staring back at each other.
You were licking and lapping San’s length, slowly taking more of him into your mouth, purring. While looking at San, Wooyoung bucked the underside of his cock into you, wanting to feel your slick coat his entirety. You kept rocking against him, waiting for him to harden again underneath you. When he eventually did, you lined Wooyoung up with your heat, sinking back down on him.
Wooyoung threw his head back, cursing under his breath as his eyes flicked from his friend to your heat. He loved how your hips moved on their own, seeing how you didn’t need any help with your new found vigor. He lazily sat there, uselessly moaning while his hand slid up and down your back, holding onto the base of your tail. Of course he was sensitive, but Wooyoung would withstand it all for you.
Because of your eagerness, you took the entirety of San in your mouth, holding onto his thighs for stability. He hissed, sitting up as he held the sides of your face, tucking your hair behind your ears.
“Can you taste yourself, angel?” San asked you, humming when you purred in response. “I want to taste you…”
Pulling you off of his cock, some strings of saliva connected to your bottom lip as you were forced on your palms by your hair. You huffed, licking your lip of the connecting saliva as you widened your legs over Wooyoung, skillfully riding him at the point. San kept you in place by your hair, playfully kissing the corners of your lips before making out with you.
San was able to taste the faint strawberry and chocolate musk on your tongue, only wishing for more himself. You continuously moaned into his mouth, feeling every one of them getting swallowed whenever he kissed with tongue. He pulled you again by your hair only to lower you back down to his length, encouraging you to continue. You licked down it only to stop at his balls, deciding to give it some attention.
San’s eyebrows were so strewn together that he might get wrinkles too early, groaning as all he could do is look down at you.
In all reality, Wooyoung was suffering the most. You were slamming down on his length with no remorse, progressively getting more and more turned on by San kissing you, clenching around him everytime you felt San in your throat.
Wooyoung began whimpering, sucking in a sharp breath every so often. “You’re taking me so well. Faster, baby girl.” Instead, you slammed down on his length once, wiggling your hips to get him to do it, unable to stop for San. “Pay attention to me~”
Wooyoung slowly became jealous, pulling you away from San after you took your mouth off of him. You didn’t even realize you were being moved, feeling the side of your face hit the plush futon as your hands were brought to your sides by Wooyoung. Hovering over your back, he snaked his hand under your legs, rubbing your clit with his free hand.
He whispered in your ear, pouting. “I wanted to play with you first, it’s not fair. Kiss me too~.”
You could only mewl, picking your head up to reach his lips as his face came closer to yours. San watched as Wooyoung had his left hand steadying himself, using his right hand to play with your cunt, all while fucking you and kissing you. His fluffy swayed contently behind him, fluffing out when he heard any particular squeals from you. San settled for just masturbating the rest of the way through, too close to finishing to have his orgasm denied—if only Wooyoung didn’t pull you away.
It didn’t take him too long though, although he knows you would’ve wanted to taste him, Wooyoung was being very clingy with you. San came all over his clothed chest, stroking whatever was left as some fell on his boxers. San was spent, catching his breath as he was amazed by how much you and Wooyoung were enjoying yourselves.
You pushed yourself up on your knees, holding yourself up as you continued kissing Wooyoung, feeling his chest against your back. His fingers were getting you closer, however it was to get you to cum together. Instead, he came first, breaking the kiss as his body shook, whining in the process.
Lucky for everyone, you were close, squeezing your eyes shut as your orgasm came crashing down over you and Wooyoung. He rested his dead weight on your back, at least holding himself up by his palms, ensuring not to crash onto you and into the floor.
All three of you were panting, completely ignoring the movie playing in the background as you all were attempting to come down from your high.
“Wow…” you huffed, putting your hand in between your legs to stop yourself from shaking. “I think I really liked that…”
Wooyoung wanted to laugh, but he was still inside of you, in the midst of recovering. “You think?”
You giggled softly, shaking your head before you glanced at San. His cheeks were soft, blushing as he found the both of you endearing. He leaned down to give you a lingering kiss on your lips before going up to give Wooyoung an equally long one—though Wooyoung definitely took his time as he missed San too.
He was too busy studying how spent both of you looked, not exactly itching to move but completely comfortable with how you are. “I think… I’m going to need to shower both of you.”
You and Wooyoung purred, loving the idea. “Can you?” Wooyoung asked.
“Are you going to join us?” You asked in return, leaning closer to him.
He purred when you and Wooyoung started rubbing your faces on the side of his, feeling even more needy after you finished.
“I’m gonna have to, no…?” He spoke softly, lightly chuckling as you and Wooyoung began to pepper kisses over his face. “Are you two not satisfied?”
“No.”
“Never.”
Even if San wanted to lie, his tail swayed behind him, ears high on his head—he was considering it. What’s the point of cleaning if you were going to get dirty again? Looking at the setting: all three of you were half naked in the living room, out in the open with clothes and futons soiled.
“Well… Let’s go to my room.” San persuaded the both of you, watching as you were swiftly picked up by Wooyoung—who was the most eager to please you.
San was left by himself to clean everyone’s mess, shortly heading upstairs to what was hopefully a shower after another round of play with you and Wooyoung.
Will be released Thursday, July 9th 2026 at 4pm EST.
Hey yalllll lmao, sorry for taking so long. But I’m excited for the story to end!! I really want to write some oneshots as I have so many ideas. I hope everyone will be satisfied with the ending!!
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Thank you for letting me know, I actually had no idea I was even in the tags!! I appreciate your love, even if you don’t engage, your presence is felt. 🖤🖤
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