Five For Five | One-Shot (Hongjoong, Bang Chan, Hyunjin, Juyeon, San)
Rating/genre: M18+, established poly friends-with-benefits; smut 💖 Pairings: Hongjoong x Reader(f), Bang Chan/Chris x Reader(f), Hyunjin x Reader(f), Juyeon x Reader(f), San x Reader(f), Hongjoong x Bang Chan, Bang Chan x San, Hyunjin x San Warnings: Explicit smut, unprotected vaginal penetration, oral sex (f + m receiving), male x male touching/sex, consensual somnophilia, praise, chill group sex vibes, mild moments of dom/sub, over all Hongjoong and Chan are more dominant and Hyunjin and Juyeon are a bit more submissive, San's... lol idk, mild choking, mild spanking, a bit of nipple play, double vaginal penetration (DVP), fingering, rimming, creampie, a bit of cumplay, not really any degradation but reader being a cum dump is loosely implied, reader is called slut once but it's pretty affectionate, also use of 'baby', 'baby girl', and 'good boy', reader is described as having hair long enough to play with, breeding kink? (nothing about getting pregnant, just wanting to come inside so idk if that counts), cum eating (more implied than described) Word Count: 8.7k Summary: Sometimes you and a group of friends like to rent a hotel room for a weekend for a little escape from everyday life.
A/N: There is, like, quite a lot of male x male intimacy in this so if that’s not your thing then maybe skip this one. If it is your thing, well, fucking enjoy. Because I certainly did lol. (I really hope people still read this ahaha)
A/N 2: The second Build-Your-Own Orgy (BYOO)! This is for the lovely Topaz @sanjoongie! Still can’t believe you spoiled this surprise for yourself but I hope that there’s enough in it that has you squealing that it still sends you lol. Also thank you for requesting this group because holy fuck I’m obsessed with every single one of them and I feel like it shows :D
You feel nice; that’s all you can register. You’re warm, even with the duvet slipping down in the night, now resting over your tummy. It’s not clear right away why you feel so nice, just that there is a good something, a fluttering, a humming inside of you. Maybe you’re having a good dream? What is it? What are you dreaming about? You try to go back into it; you’re still mostly asleep anyway.
But you just feel so good, pleasure pooling in your stomach, simmering in your lower half. This bed is so comfy, the sheets so soft. Your abs tighten for a second. Your breath is audible but you’re not really aware of it. Why do you feel so good? Are you having a sexy dream? One where someone is rubbing your wetness over your clit over and over? You’re too lost in sleep to be able to answer the question. But you don’t really mind.
The next thing you are aware of is movement, your legs being shifted apart. Then pressure. Something is pushing inside of you and you’re overwhelmed with a rush of pleasure as something thick and hard slides into your cunt. But you’re so wet, can feel how much you’re leaking, so it just presses in, filling you up. God, you’re so full all of a sudden.
“Fuck,” you hear so quietly that it almost sounds like it’s in your head. But there’s no way this is all in your head. It feels too fucking good, too fucking real.
You suck in a breath as your mind starts to piece together that realization.
“Shh, it’s ok,” a soft voice says as he pulls slowly back out, dragging against your walls. “Let’s not wake them.”
You relax at the gentle voice, the tension that has instinctively jumped into your limbs quickly dissolving as you recognize San’s voice and he eases himself into your hole again.
“Just wanted to feel you so bad,” he says lowly as he comes down onto his forearms, bringing his mouth to your ear. “I woke up and all I could think about was having your perfect pussy around me.”
You let out the quietest whimper. You’re coming to more now, the reality rushing into your head that he’s real, on top of you, big cock splitting you open slowly, so slowly, his hips rolling in such a way that it presses him against your g-spot every time. You already feel like you’re gasping. Fuck, how long was he touching you, getting you absolutely soaked and needy for him, before you got woken up?
Because you are – so needy. Your body is starting to feel so electrified the more you come back into it. Your nipples are hard and your clit is so sensitive that every time he pushes all the way in and nudges it just slightly, it sends a little wave through you.
Now that you have the awareness, your arms come up, gripping his waist. “Oh, shit– Baby–” you gasp out, trying to keep so quiet. You don’t want to wake the others from their peaceful sleep, especially because you can now see that it’s barely even light outside. It’s super early.
He’s fucking you slow still, trying not to rock the bed, probably trying as hard as he can not to bother Juyeon who is only two feet from you. You don’t really mind that much though because you’re so turned on – not just by whatever he did to you in your sleep, but just from the fact that he needed you so badly that he couldn’t even wait for everyone to wake – that every time he sinks in, you can feel the coil tightening up.
“You feel… so fucking amazing…” he whispers through breaths. He’s a little sweaty where his hips are touching your thighs every time he thrusts. He sounds so gone and once more you wonder how long he’s been awake, been working himself up with your body before he finally gave in and rolled over on top of you.
“Oh god… San,” you moan out in warning as you feel your orgasm threatening. Your hips are lifting a bit, trying to get him deeper because, if you can’t have him faster, then you want him hitting as deep as possible, giving you every delicious inch of stimulation. Your nails sink into his back and he’s burying his head into the pillow as he lets out a growly moan.
Everything is so still in the room, in the bed, in the air. Everything but your heartbeats and the way you can feel him pulsing inside you as he shoves his dick in to the hilt. He’s right on the border of making noise – going any harder would mean the tell-tale sounds of skin slapping.
“Fuck, I’m gonna come,” you whimper as quietly as you possibly can but it sounds loud in the silence.
He seems to care less suddenly, pushing into you harder, the backs of his arms meeting the tops of your shoulders to brace you in place. “Come. Come for me, baby,” he groans, holding you tightly as he pumps in, the additional force he’s using making you lose your mind.
Paired with his deep, aggressive tone, you’re coming in a matter of seconds, clenching around him as if your cunt is desperate to hold him inside. It’s all you can do to muffle yourself in his neck, pressing your open mouth to his skin as you jerk with each spasm of ecstasy.
He’s able to stay fairly quiet, letting out a long and intensely sexy groan as he comes, pushing himself as far in as possible to give you his load.
You’re shaking, still kind of processing from so quickly going out of sleep and confusion into immense pleasure and surges of hormones. But he just rests himself gently down on top of you, still breathing heavily as he presses a warm kiss to your neck, and the broad mass of weight helps you relax back down too.
No one seems to be awake, no one’s moving. When you turn your head, Juyeon looks completely undisturbed, lips a little pouty where they are dropped open a touch. You look the other way – no motion on the other king-sized bed.
Your breathing slows and you cuddle San into you. The bed is comfy. And now your body is tired. So, you go back to sleep.
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There’s a bit of talking in the room but you can’t tell who it is; you’re too groggy, one foot still in dreamland, still cozy. You’re very peaceful. It’s unclear how early it is but from the movement in the room, it’s at least morning time now.
Beside you, the mattress is empty. But San can’t have gone far. Juyeon is curled around the back of you, enveloping you like he doesn’t realize how big and heavy he is. But he likes to spoon and you do too.
They’re talking a little louder now – someone’s on the phone, not close to you but on the other side of the hotel room where he won’t disturb you too much. “She awake? Ask her what she wants,” you hear and then a second later, the bed is dipping in front of you and a hand is grazing over your cheek.
With a deep inhale, you stir a bit, brought to a bit more from the touch. When your eyes flutter open, it’s Hongjoong leaning over, propped up on an arm as he smiles down at you.
“We’re ordering some breakfast. Want anything specific?” he asks softly, not really wanting to disturb, brushing a strand of hair from over your eyes.
You blink a few more times and sigh in contentment before you shake your head. You’re not hungry now but you also know they’ll order enough food that you don’t have to worry about it.
He relays the message to Chan who you can hear finishing up the call, listing off a few things from the card menu, things the group of you have ordered before, things he knows you like.
You reach for Hongjoong’s bare hip, pulling so he knows to shuffle down beside you and before you know it, you’re wrapped up in his arms, a length of warm body all along your back and now all along your front as well.
He hums as he settles into place and you hear more chatter as you rest your head on his shoulder. Then laughter from the other bed spills onto yours as Hongjoong’s chuckles shake your body a little. It makes you smile.
“Sleeping beauties,” you hear Chan whisper as he gets closer. The bed dips again when he crawls onto it with a little grunt, up over your legs, and for a moment you wonder how he manages to get up high enough to rest his cheek on the side of your ass without crushing someone’s leg painfully, but he does. The kisses he leaves are warm and a little wet, his strong hand caressing up and down your thigh.
When more giggles fill the room, you wonder what San and Hyunjin are doing over there. From the sounds of it, they are probably watching some stupid video on their phones. But you’re too content, too sleepy and comfortable to lift your head and look over.
Chan presses another kiss to the swell of your ass, and the fleeting feeling of his tongue is enough to get that little ember in the pit of your stomach ignited again, even as you start to fall back asleep.
Hongjoong is now playing with your hair, brushing his finger through it carefully so as to not pull it and it’s really lulling you back into slumber.
When you nuzzle into his chest, he presses a kiss to your forehead and lets his other hand start to trail down your shoulder blade, across the expanse of your back that he can reach, the part that’s not pressed tight to Juyeon whose arm is snaked around your middle. It’s too soothing, and soon you’re less and less aware of what’s happening.
When you wake again, you inhale more deeply, breath catching as you remember where you are, feeling Chan between your legs. Without really thinking, you bend and cross your top leg over farther, fully resting on Hongjoong, spread so that Chan has better access to you. For a moment you think you’re dreaming again but as the light touches all over continue, you let your mind wander, settling into the awareness of your body.
You’re still a mess probably. You haven’t moved since falling back asleep with San – and his cum – inside you.
It’s funny now to think of the first time you slept with a few of them at the same time, the way you all weren’t sure what to do, weren’t sure what was weird. We can’t all come inside her, can we? What if we all come on her – is that less weird? Back when none of you even knew how to talk about what you wanted from each other. Back when everyone was too nervous to suggest something a little taboo. Back when none of them touched each other either.
Now, Chan doesn’t care if he finds San’s cum leaking out of you a little bit because it wouldn’t be the first time he’s tasted it. He slowly kisses down the back of your thigh, his jaw then his perfect cheekbones brushing against you, making you needier because he’s so close now that you can feel his breath on your cunt but he’s still just kissing around it. His hand caresses over the round of your ass, squeezing a little before jiggling it gently. “You awake?” he asks, not for permission – because blanket permission for this sort of thing has been given on weekends like this – but more out of curiosity.
“Somewhat,” you answer with a dreamy sigh, letting your hand slide up Hongjoong’s slender waist until you find his nipple and proceed to lazily rub your thumb over it, hardening it almost immediately.
“Hm…” Chan hums, and you feel a finger lightly swipe over your entrance. “Someone got needy in the middle of the night?” he asks playfully, to which you smile, eyes still closed, and nod a little.
He doesn’t say anything else, just licks softly at your cunt, almost to the point of tickling. But you’re sensitive and already turned on again so it still feels so good, even when he just uses the tip of his tongue to trace through your folds then draw slow circles around your bud. You want more but in your sleepy haze, you’ll let him tease, let him enjoy tasting you because if there’s one thing Chan loves, it’s being between your legs. The way he’s got his head against your thigh, like a pillow – you just know he’s in heaven.
On the other bed, the two talk quietly between them and when you open your eyes to look over, you notice San no longer has his phone in his hand. Instead, he’s laid along Hyunjin who’s still scrolling. Between conversation, he mouths at his chest, nipping and sucking at a nipple as his hand explores down Hyunjin’s lithe body.
When you lift your head very slightly, you watch San’s hand find Hyunjin’s cock, rubbing over it a little, seemingly absentmindedly. He gets harder at the slow ministrations, occasionally looking down at San and letting out an audible exhale at the feeling.
You’re sounding similar, little breaths and hums leaving you when Chan lets his tongue flit over your clit before once again focusing his tongue on your entrance.
If Hyunjin is the most gorgeous man you’ve even seen, then his cock is probably the most gorgeous too. You’re practically jealous of San’s hand, wrapping around it more fully now as he strokes him nice and slow, base to tip. Seeing him harden to full length – it makes you want to be full again. It makes you whine a bit, shifting your hips to press down against Chan a little bit more, seeing what you can get from him.
Hongjoong’s hand moves, finding your jaw gently, prompting you to look up at him. He’s sleepy too, seemingly as comfortable as you are, but he still smiles at you, noticing where you’re looking.
He knows well at this point how much it turns you on when they all play with each other. You’ve never been about the focus just being on you. Even the first time the group of you tried this out, you were carefully suggesting that you didn’t want to be selfish. That they were free and encouraged to do anything they wanted. If they wanted.
It hadn’t taken long for them to know that they did, in fact, want. The progression into them exploring with each other was rather steep. Because once they realized that they were all into it too, there wasn’t really anything to worry about.
“Jealous?” Hongjoong teases in a whisper, and even that sends a shot of arousal through you. He knows; he knows too well.
“Always,” you play back, circling the tip of your thumb around his nipple again before pinching it lightly, making his eyes fall closed once more.
Chan is licking longer strokes now, from your clit down through your folds, before repeating. You’re so wet that you’re positive it’s dripping down his chin. Each time he runs over your clit, your muscles jerk slightly, overcome for a second. It’s starting to drive you crazy how slow he’s going.
Your brows furrow in a little frustration, that little coil springing inside of you, and without thinking, your hips are moving again, pushing your ass down onto his face.
He groans, hand gripping your ass, before lifting his mouth off and switching to prop himself up on his elbows, flat on his stomach. “Need something?” he asks, all cheek, and you look down at him and his wide smile with a little pout.
“You’re killing me,” you breathe out, no force behind your words, and he giggles a little in response before diving back in, this time finally focusing on sucking your clit between his lips and rolling over it again and again until your moans are loud enough to wake Juyeon.
He’s so cute, nuzzling into your neck, and before long he’s pressing sleepy kisses to your skin. You reach an arm back, finding his hip, your thumb slipping under the waistband of the boxers he still has on. But he’s only a wake for a minute, taking in what’s happening and listening to your needy whimpers, before he’s hard, pressing against you and beginning to rut gently.
“Sound so pretty,” Juyeon tells you softly in your ear, his hips seemingly moving of their own accord as he pushes his erection up against you. He’s gotten a bit more talkative, and you love it. The way the comfort level between all of you has increased, it makes it easy to talk, to say sweeter things – or dirtier things – even with an audience of four or five. Some of them don’t care at all; San seems to have no filter whatsoever. But every time Juyeon says something, letting his voice drop low, it sends a shiver through you.
You’re a little too distracted to respond but your fingers dig deeper into his hip in encouragement. Chan’s caressing over your clit over and over again, mouth hot and wet, sliding over it, and it’s gotten you so close in a matter of minutes.
Hongjoong’s hard too, pretty dick laying neglected against his stomach but he doesn’t seem to mind, too focused on your face, scrunched up in ecstasy. His thumb traces over your jaw, finding your parted lips, and he’s not surprised at all when you suck it into your mouth.
Your eyes blink open, taking in his heavy gaze, the way he’s looking at your lips forming a pretty ‘o’ around his thumb, little pathetic moans getting muffled.
He presses down on your tongue, and says, “Gonna come, baby?”
Your only answer is the strained whimper you get out, the desperation laced into it, enough to tell Hongjoong that you’re so fucking close. You’re frozen in Chan’s hold, breath hitching at the way he’s flicking his tongue rapidly.
“Come, baby. Come like a good girl,” he commands gently, and it has you moaning again, teeth biting down on his thumb by accident as the wave of your orgasm rushes over you. It’s so good, a long even high that your hips roll against without much thought, and you must be coating Chan’s tongue with your release because he sounds like he’s dying in the best way, low rumbling groans, adding additional vibrations to the sensations between your legs.
“Good girl,” the praise comes from Hongjoong’s soft voice once again, his hand moving to twist and tug at your nipple, getting it wet with your own spit. It’s a lot, the way he chooses to pinch you just as you’re coming down from your high, making you whine in protest. You’re not really protesting – you like when he makes you squirm.
It’s only now that he kisses you, like a reward. Good job coming so well. You deepen it almost immediately, wanting to feel him closer to you. Now that Chan has moved, satisfied after pressing a few final kisses to your pussy, it’s easy to roll over onto Hongjoong, straddling him as you lick into his mouth, both your hands coming to caress his jaw.
You find yourself like this often. Not necessarily favouring Hongjoong, but he does tend to gravitate towards you, a little less likely to be all over the others. He’d been slightly more skeptical about the whole thing but you suspect he finds comfort in the verbal reassurance you give, especially in the beginning. (You do really want this, want them to use your body, use each other’s bodies, without any other expectations. Sometimes he needs to hear it to let himself relax into everything. Sometimes he just needs your mouth on his.)
The others don’t seem to mind anyway. Like now. Juyeon has rolled onto his back right next to Hongjoong and when you pull back a moment to breathe, you can see that he’s pulled his flushed cock out of his boxers, his big veiny hand starting to slowly stroke as he watches the two of you with sleepy eyes.
He’s so hard already and even with Hongjoong biting at your lip to pull you back down to him, you can’t help the desire to suck Juyeon off and make him whine that flashes in your greedy mind. The only problem with weekends like these is wanting to do everything at once.
You kiss Hongjoong a little more roughly, giving him back a bit of his own aggression then pull away with a little smirk, sitting up on him to watch the way his head tilts back when you lower your dripping cunt over him. His dick is rock hard, pressed up against his stomach, just begging for you to grind against it.
Right away, he’s moaning, head pushing back further into the pillow at the feeling of your wet, swollen folds hugging his cock as you slide forward and back on him. It already feels so good for you too, dragging against your clit and making you clench around nothing.
You catch Juyeon’s eye once more, watching the sweet way his tongue wets his bottom lip, his eyebrows furrowing slightly in a wince at the way his fist closes around the base of his cock. You lean slightly, just enough to place a hand on Juyeon’s throat while still keeping up the slow rock of your hips that has Hongjoong’s breathing faltering.
“Fuck, Y/N,” he rasps just as Juyeon lets out a soft little moan, his head tilting back, letting you admire the strong line of his jaw. “No more teasing. Feel like I’m going to explode.” The words come out in a mumble and satisfaction blooms in you, as it does every time you have Hongjoong (or any of them really) on their way to begging.
“Mm,” you sound noncommittally and you already can see the way Hongjoong frowns because he knows you’re about to be a brat. “Maybe I want his cock instead.”
You watch as Juyeon inhales deeply, pretty lips still parted. His eyes are on you, desperate like Hongjoong’s but he won’t say it like Hongjoong will.
“Y/N…” It’s agitated but not unamused, a little choked chuckle leaving the man under you as he grips onto your thighs. Painted nails dig in a little, scratching down to your knees before going back up. “You’re being difficult,” he mutters and it makes you giggle because he looks so cute.
“Yeah? What are you going to do about it?” you goad, leaning forward again to get in his face a little bit. At the same time, you tighten your grip on Juyeon a touch, just to hear a little gasp from him.
Before you can make a move to stop it, Hongjoong is maneuvering your body, his hips tilting just right, so that his cock is pushing inside of you. He watches the way your mouth parts and waits barely a second before sliding all the way in, the grip he has on your hips, helping to pull you down until your ass is flush to his pelvis.
“Fuuuuck,” you groan, low and shaky at the feeling of the sudden intrusion. Your free hand catches yourself on Hongjoong’s chest.
His whole face is scrunching up, teeth sinking into his bottom lip at the feeling of you, tight and warm around him. His nails dig into the sides of your ass, the sharp sensation spreading a chill up your back.
“You don’t listen very well,” you tell him but it doesn’t hold much weight, coming out through a squeak. You slide your hand up to his throat, mirroring your hold on Juyeon, and feel the muscles in his neck flexing as he blinks up at you.
“Since when do I have to listen to you?” he asks through a smirk.
“Maybe he should get some preferential treatment once in a while?” you say, starting to adjust to the feeling of him inside of you enough to form a coherent sentence. Your eyes land back on Juyeon, who’s still watching patiently, head tilted back in invitation for you to continue choking him as you please.
“He can fuck you after,” Hongjoong gets out but it’s a bit harder to understand because you’re squeezing harder. It’s entertaining, and just kind of hot, to watch him struggle. Especially knowing he could pretty easily grab both your arms right now and do whatever he wanted.
“I want him to fuck me now,” you say, and it’s not lost on you, the fact that you’re talking about Juyeon as if he’s not right next to you, entirely capable of voicing his own opinion. But you’ve come to find that he kind of likes it. He likes the games. He likes when you make decisions for him. He likes the other guys making decisions for him that he’s expected to just go along with. Like an unwritten rule at this point.
You like it too – something about watching him mindlessly follow along. Fuck.
A knock on the door catches your attention for a moment, causing all of you to pause and watch as Bang Chan goes to wrap himself in one of the long white hotel robes before answering the door. He wheels in a whole fucking cart of food but doesn’t immediately go to eat.
You’re only noticing now but once he finished with you, he joined San and Hyunjin on the other bed, joking with them as they continued to touch each other.
Dropping the robe to the floor, he climbs back on the bed, smacking San’s ass which is now raised in the air as he leans over, mouthing over Hyunjin’s cock. It’s clear you’re not the only one who thinks his cock is the prettiest.
San yelps and it makes Hyunjin giggle, his hand tangling in San’s hair as he lifts off to shoot a look at Chan. “Motherfucker,” he complains before it quickly breaks into a little laugh. “My teeth are too close to his dick for you to slap that hard right now.”
“Guess you’ll just have to be careful then, yeah?” Chan says playfully, sprawling himself next to them, his touch trailing back up San’s thigh and over his ass cheek that’s pinking up in the shape of a hand.
San’s lips are already back around the head of Hyunjin’s cock, his tongue rolling around the tip, and you’re almost so mesmerized by it that you forget what you’re doing. Still, your body is reacting, so turned on by watching them that you’re clenching around Hongjoong and making him curse under his breath.
“Y/N,” he breathes out, obviously a complaint that you’re not moving. It makes your stubbornness come back.
“I said I want Juyeon.” You’re mostly messing with him, just to see what he’ll do. He can be a little possessive of you, even though you’re not his, and even though you all have given explicit consent for the things you all do together.
“Fine,” he says after a moment, his shoulder shrugging a bit, eyes rolling, as if he doesn’t care but he’s still smiling. Then his head falls to the side, eyes locking with Juyeon’s. “You heard her.”
He looks at Hongjoong a little blankly then up at you. As he starts to sit up, he watches the two of you, almost as if waiting to be directed further but your fingers just slide off his neck, both hands pressing to the mattress on either side of the man below you.
You bend at the elbows when Hongjoong wraps his arms around you and pulls you forward until you’re lying on him but you still turn your head, watching as Juyeon makes his way behind you. You can see the way he bites at his lip, his eyes falling on where Hongjoong is stuffed inside you.
“Come on,” Hongjoong says, and then Juyeon is too far out of your view, his gorgeous hands finding your hips, sliding smoothly up your back as he shuffles closer on his knees.
“Joong-ah,” Juyeon says a little awkwardly behind you, almost a question, his hands rubbing gentle circles over your skin.
You turn your head the other way, the second bed coming into view. San’s eyes are closed, still leisurely sucking off Hyunjin. But Chan and Hyunjin are looking in your direction, watching the way an uncertain Juyeon pauses at the instructions he’s been given.
“Think he’s waiting for you,” you say a little snarkily in Hongjoong’s ear but you are sure he can hear your smirk.
When Hongjoong responds, he does so a bit louder, a little cocky too, clearly wanting Juyeon to hear. “He can fit.”
Your body betrays you because even though your mind panics at the thought of the stretch of both of them inside you, your pussy clenches around Hongjoong, so desperate for motion, for friction, for something more.
“Ah, fuck…” you hear Hyunjin curse under his breath and you watch as his head falls back against the headboard. His mouth is tipped open, his head tilted to the side so he can still watch. But it’s clear that he’s not faring well, even with San taking a break from using his tongue, in favour of his hand, so that he can also watch your side of the room.
Your breathing is a bit heavier now, unable to stop your walls tightening around him over and over at the thought of being so full, and you lift up your chest a bit so you can look down at Hongjoong. He’s not fully smiling anymore – he just raises a subtle eyebrow at you, watching your expression closely to make sure he’s not actually crossing boundaries.
You curse under your breath, embarrassed at how much you want to try it when you know he was just pushing it to be a little shit in the first place.
“Baby,” you breathe, turning your head a bit more in hopes that Juyeon realizes you’re speaking to him. “You can try,” you add softly, attempting to sound casual and not let your face flame with heat.
“Really?” he asks, the words coming out a little in awe. “I don’t–” He pauses to swallow before continuing, a bit innocently: “I-I don’t think I can fit.” He is big after all.
You roll your hips a bit, feeling the way it grinds your clit against Hongjoong’s pubic bone, and right away, you’re realizing just how urgently you need more. “Just try,” you whisper, getting lost in your movements. “I wanna try.”
One of the other guys lets out an audible breath, letting the sound catch in his lips.
“Yeah, go on,” you hear Chan say encouragingly and when you look back over, he’s nodding his chin at Juyeon behind you, his hand paused on the back of San’s thigh where he’d been caressing.
You feel Juyeon’s tip poke at your entrance – you’re still soaking wet, more arousal leaking out of you the whole time that you and Hongjoong have been teasing each other. Then, both of you let out little gasps as he starts to push in, just a little bit, the pressure new and intense and not actually bad – but he’s only pushed in barely an inch so far.
“Oh my god,” you whimper, settling yourself on your elbows, back arching to try and allow him the easiest access. You’re caught between watching the growing pleasure on Hongjoong’s face, the pure fascination all over the other three, and just closing your eyes tight and feeling it fully for yourself as the incredible stretch takes over your body.
The moan that Juyeon lets out is so desperate and hot, almost frustrated at just how tight the fit is. “God, I–” he chokes, not sure what he’s trying to say.
“Please,” you say, already addicted to the feeling, even though it’s so much, even though the stretch is borderline painful. Your mind is going ballistic at the thought that the two of them are inside of you at the same time.
That one word seems to help because he pushes in a couple more inches, sliding in a bit easier once he’s past the initial constriction.
“Oh, fuck, fuck,” Hongjoong moans underneath you and you echo the sentiment, frowning until your eyebrows are practically touching.
“Is it ok?” Juyeon asks, his hands sliding up your waist comfortingly as he slowly sinks in the last little bit that he can.
“Uh-huh,” you try but it comes out as more of a moan, your head falling forward, your face tucking into Hongjoong’s shoulder.
“Fuck, it’s so tight.”
“So tight,” Juyeon echoes quietly, pulling out slowly before sinking in again, his cock slipping along Hongjoong’s. “Shit, I’m not going to last very long,” he says after another moment, a bit of worry coming through in his tone.
You’re groaning into Hongjoong’s neck, trying to hold yourself back from biting into his shoulder, and not really listening as the other guys start chiming in.
“Does that feel good, baby? You like getting stretched out?” you hear San ask but you don’t bother answering.
“Fuck her a little faster, hyung,” Hyunjin suggests. Within a few seconds, Juyeon is doing as he’s told, sliding into you with a bit more vigour, even more pretty sounds spilling from him.
When you lift your head back up, Hongjoong catches you in a kiss, holding you steady as his hands navigate to your waist, fingers overlapping with Juyeon who’s holding your hips tightly as he slides in and out.
He winds his tongue around yours, kissing you far better than you feel like you are capable of in the moment. Then, he’s driving you even crazier when he plants his feet and starts to slowly lift his own hips, fucking up into you from below with smooth controlled movements.
You moan and gasp into his mouth, pulling away abruptly at the new sensation of the two of them moving at once but in different directions. “Ahh– ah, god–”
Somehow it makes you feel even fuller, the drag on your walls more intense. And from the sound of Juyeon behind you, it’s a lot for him too. His moans are more like whines or sobs that he’s trying to hold in as his torso curves forward over you, abs tightening. You can feel his forehead press against your back for a minute, his pace slowing a little as he adjusts to the new sensation.
Your head turns to the other bed. San’s face is pressed to Hyunjin’s abdomen, the younger man carding through his hair as he whines. It’s Chan who’s having such an effect on him; he’s once again putting his skillful tongue to good use, laving over San’s rim as his hand slowly strokes San’s cock from between his legs.
It’s not as typical, seeing San like that, a needy mess, bent over with his ass in the air, letting one of the other guys take care of him. But that only makes it even hotter watching as he lets Chan have his way with him. Hyunjin himself, even currently untouched, looks like he’s going to burst, lips pink from how much he’s been biting them.
When Chan pauses a moment to look over, his hand still twisting around San without faltering, he shoots you a little dimpled smile. “Oh, baby girl loves it so much,” he says teasingly. “Such a little slut taking two dicks at the same time.”
You shiver at his words, your gaze moving between his pretty hand around San’s cock and the younger man’s euphoric expression where he’s hidden against Hyunjin’s torso.
You’re so fucking full, their cocks rubbing incessantly over the good spot inside of you that has your stomach pulling tight.
“Don’t slow down,” Chan says, fixing his gaze on Juyeon. You wish you could see him, his fucked out expression as he tries to pace himself behind you.
He lets another whimper-y curse from his lips as he starts to fuck you harder. “I can’t… I’m gonna come,” he warns, the defeat clear in his voice.
“Doesn’t matter. Keep going.” Even with his requests being so direct, Chan delivers them with softness, a little smile still on his lips, knowing Juyeon will undoubtedly listen.
“Hyung–...” Juyeon whines, sucking in another breath. But he doesn’t fight it, fucking you nice and good, meeting Hongjoong’s thrusts to overwhelm you each time.
Chan hums more encouragement before returning to San, wet tongue licking from his balls straight to asshole.
You can feel Juyeon’s grip on you tighten, his movements getting away from him as he chases his high. They’re not in time anymore but it doesn’t matter, you just want him to come inside of you, his stutter-y whimpers filling the room as he finally lets himself go, hips faltering, fucking into you too hard the last couple times.
Hongjoong slows his movements, letting you take over the roll of your hips back and forth as you help Juyeon ride out with orgasm. You’re moaning with him, close yourself, and you know it won’t take much more for you to be the next quivering mess in this room.
He releases your hips to catch himself when he falls forward, an arm digging into the mattress on either side of you. Once again, he presses his forehead to your back, both now a bit dewy with sweat but he’s not caring, still so out of it, breathing heavily. He moans again as he pulls out, an audible sigh coming from all three of you at the change, then he’s collapsing on his back beside you, an arm coming up to cover his face.
You sit up, stretching your upper body a little now that you can. It’s strange, having the space inside of you. You can feel cum leaking out onto Hongjoong as your walls continue to flutter around him. You’re in desperate need but as you look down at Juyeon then over at Hongjoong smiling up at you, you let out a little breathy chuckle of disbelief.
“Fuck, I need more.” You turn and lock your eyes on Hyunjin. “Get over here,” you say. But it’s not necessary because he was already getting up, careful to not disrupt the other two.
When he’s close, he kisses you, hot languid strokes of his tongue over yours, and you’re surprised at how hard it is to pull away so that you can have him where you want him.
“Wait, let’s switch. I want to be behind you,” Hongjoong speaks up, tapping lightly on your thighs before sitting up himself.
It doesn’t matter to you so you slip off him. Hyunjin takes his spot without protest and then you’re climbing over a new set of gorgeous hips, taking his thick cock in your hand and grazing over it lightly before teasing it through your folds, slippery cum leaking out. He’s so sensitive, instantly reacting with a little catch of his breath, and you realize he hasn’t even touched you yet this weekend.
“Is this what you want?” you ask softly, sinking down an inch so the head dips inside of your wetness. He lets out an exhale, blinking up at you a few times before nodding. “Use your words,” you coo, taking in the pretty part of his lips, the sharp cut of his jawline when he tips his head back as you envelop him a little bit more.
“Yes,” he breathes out, “This is exactly what I want.”
You bite your lip, obsessed with how gone he already looks as you sink down the rest of the way.
Hongjoong’s hands find your waist again but then he trails them up, pulling your hair together and then to the side so he can kiss your neck.
“Pretty baby. With such a perfect dick. Feel good?” you say, wanting to hear more of Hyunjin’s shaky voice.
“Yeah…” His answer is barely-there, his hips twitching up a bit as his fingers tangle in the sheets on either side of him.
“You have to share though,” you remind him as you lean forward, nipping at his plush lower lip. You can feel his breath hitting you, a little moan leaving him when you squeeze a bit, rolling your hips in a singular circle, once again in search of friction. You’ve practically been unintentionally edging yourself, wavering closer and closer to that line each time it started to feel really good.
So, the chances of you holding on now, when Hongjoong starts to press in alongside Hyunjin, are slim to none.
“Ah, fuck!” Hyunjin moans, louder than you were expecting, and you almost giggle. His eyebrows are furrowed together, watching your face as the pleasure hits you too.
“Ohhh, god… so good,” you purr, eyes falling momentarily shut in bliss. You’re used to the stretch now. No, you crave it now. You need Hongjoong to fuck you harder. You need to come.
“Joong,” you breathe, somewhat of a plea, a hand reaching back to find his hip and attempt to grab onto it. But he gets the message easily enough, sinking into you faster on the next thrust.
“Fuck, now I’m going to come too fast,” he curses, breaking into an airy little laugh.
The corners of your mouth twitch up. “Want you to come,” you tell him with a little nod, though you’re looking in Hyunjin’s eyes. “Gonna come too.”
You can feel it – it’s rushing at you too fast, considering that he’s only just started to pick up the pace. They just feel so big inside you, your pussy is clamping down on them in time with your pulse, and it just feels so fucking good, the sensations radiating out into your whole body.
“Ah–... fuck…” Hyunjin whispers, his head pushing back some more and you take the opportunity to latch your mouth onto his neck, sucking a mark into his honey skin before grazing your teeth over it. “I’m gonna come too,” he groans, sounding a little in disbelief. “Fuckin– don’t stop,” he chokes out, his shoulders pressing back into the mattress as well, his hips canting to reach farther inside you.
“Oh, fuck. Good boy. You gonna come with me? Come with us, Hyunjinnie,” you say, starting to ramble whatever wants to come out. The idea of it is too good – you want them to come with you so badly. “Come for me, baby. Wanna feel you–”
You start rocking your hips, fucking yourself back on them as best you can, meeting Hongjoong's hard thrusts. It’s giving you that extra friction on your clit and it’s fucking incredible, the pleasure mixing with the overstimulation of your stretched hole. “Shit, I’m gonna…”
When you open your eyes, you get to watch as Hyunjin breaks into a cry, his eyes rolling into the back of his head as he comes suddenly, his abs tightening underneath you as he releases hard.
“Oh fuck,” you whine, your own orgasm hitting you as you watch him soak in the ecstasy. You stop moving all together, mouth frozen open, every muscle tensing up as your climax rocks through you.
Hongjoong does the work to carry you through, fucking deep into you, dragging against your tight walls and Hyunjin’s cock until he too is shooting his load, mixing his seed with the rest of the mess that’s already been made of your pussy. He’s louder, pretty moans dropping from his lips with each pulse inside you, only rivalled by the sound of squelching every time he moves.
“God,” you gasp when you can finally breathe again. As the pleasure starts to ebb away, a floaty feeling floods in. You let yourself relax onto Hyunjin who still hasn’t moved, eyes closed though his features have finally eased back down to calm perfection. “Oh my god,” you say once more, your voice shakier now.
It’s almost kind of funny, how lost for words you are, and it makes you chuckle a little as you press your forehead to the pillow behind his head.
Hongjoong pulls out slowly, sitting back but not moving away. You can tell because he still has a hand on you, grazing over your ass down your thigh then back up. You can actually feel the trail of wetness left behind as he scoops up some of the cum dripping from you. When he pushes two fingers back in, you and Hyunjin both inhale sharply before letting out soft hums at the feeling.
You can hear Hongjoong smile from the little puff of air he lets out. “So pretty, baby,” he praises you quietly. “You take us so well. … I knew you would like it.”
You’re smiling too as you press kisses to Hyunjin’s neck. You can feel his heart through his jugular. His hand is in your hair, lazily brushing through the strands as he pushes them away from your face.
“Hyung,” you hear Hongjoong say, reminding you that there are actually other people in the room. When you lift your head, you find that Juyeon’s not on the bed anymore.
Turning the other way, you find San collapsed on his back with Chan lounging next to him. Both of them are now looking at Hongjoong, though it’s clear he’s asking for Chan’s attention.
“You’re the only one left,” he says humorously as Chan makes his way closer, and then the older man is chuckling too. You kind of wish you could see them but you’re so comfy on Hyunjin and he hasn’t made a single move to get you off him.
You do lift a little though, just to be able to look down at him and see just how gorgeous he looks all drunk on his orgasm. He smirks up at you through heavy-lidded eyes and you can’t help but to lean down and press a soft kiss to his lips. If any one of them could make you magically fall in love with them, it’d probably be him. That damn perfect face.
The conversation is lost on you but apparently Hyunjin was listening because when you finally pull back, he gently says: “Roll over. Hyung’s turn.”
A little confused, you roll to the side, legs closing instinctively considering how much of a mess is between them. You watch, leant back comfortably on your hands as Chan grabs at Hongjoong’s arm, pulling him up and towards him with a laugh.
“Oh, stop, just kiss me,” he teases, knowing Hongjoong’s likes to play hard to get with all of them but especially with him.
He makes a show of it, leaning his head away a little before giving in with an exaggerated sigh and rising onto his knees. Chan kisses him deeply, pulling their bodies together, sucking at his lip as Hongjoong’s hands splay on Chan’s broad back.
He’s been so neglected, thick cock poking into Hongjoong’s hip. Not that he cares, perpetually focused on making sure the rest of you are feeling good. You’ve noticed that Chan is so often the last one to finish in these sessions but it’s only from his own doing.
Behind them, you see Juyeon picking up a plate, lifting a slice of toast to his mouth as he walks over to San and offers him some food as well before plopping down beside him. Ok, now you’re hungry.
But still, not hungry enough to move from where you are. When your gaze settles again on the two men, Hongjoong’s hand is wrapped around Chan’s length, pumping it slowly, twisting a little, halfway through the motion. Even from where you are, you can see the sheen of pre-cum being spread.
Hyunjin is watching too, having propped himself up on his elbows, his soft cock shiny with the mix of your juices.
Chan lets out a throaty groan, breaking the kiss to drop his forehead against Hongjoong’s shoulder. He speaks low in Chan’s ear but it’s quiet enough in the room that you can tell he’s coaxing him with dirty words around a smile, talking about giving you one more load in your messy cunt. Give her one more, hyung. She deserves it, right?
Even fulfilled and exhausted, you want it, your knees pulling back, practically opening on their own accord as you lean onto your elbows, presenting yourself for him.
Chan moans again, more strained this time, and lifts his head to look at you. He has that kind of hard look on his face that literally never fails to make your stomach flip.
You give him a little tilt of your head, further invitation. With that, he kisses Hongjoong once more, quite roughly, then pulls away and climbs on the bed towards you.
“You’ve been so good this morning, huh?” he says as he cages you in immediately, a big muscle-y arm on either side of you as you peer up at him and nod with a cute little smile. He just groans in response, before catching your mouth in his.
Your hands fly up, caressing his thick neck then to his jaw, feeling it move as he caresses your mouth with his. He’s not entering you, just lets the tip rest at your entrance as he starts to jerk himself off.
Within a matter of seconds, he’s groaning into the kiss. In fact, he’s not even really kissing you back anymore; he’s more just pressing his mouth to yours as he moans, the loud sounds of his hand telling you how quickly he’s pumping himself, slick skin on skin.
“Inside,” you mumble against his lips, and after another few seconds, he’s pushing inside you abruptly, making you gasp as he fills you up with yet another load of cum, the others’ spilling out around the edges, a loud groan filling the room.
Everything is so wet, cum dripping down your ass as he fucks into you once more then stills with his hips pressed tight against you.
“I’m the only one that didn’t get to come in her. What the fuck,” you hear San say, not even a second later.
It makes Chan laugh, among others, even as he’s still coming down, his mind no doubt still a bit clouded. “During the night doesn’t count?” he grunts out as he sits back, easing his dick out of you and watching the cum run down onto the sheets while he runs warm hands over your thighs soothingly.
“Ah, you know what I mean,” he whines around his bite of toast, but when you look over at him and catch his eyes, he swallows and smiles in that cocky sexy way.
“You’re the one who chose to come all over the bed,” Hongjoong tuts, not even bothering to look up from where he’s stood by the room service cart, carefully choosing what he feels like having. “Thanks for that by the way.”
“That’s not fair, he made me do it,” San says, gesturing over to Bang Chan who’s now adjusting his position, leaning back on one arm, satisfied smile stuck on his mouth.
“Oh, I made you, huh? Ah,” he pauses to click his teeth in approval. “Good boy,” he adds cheekily before breaking into a giggle, which easily has the rest of you laughing too.
Hyunjin gets up, wandering over to the food as well and Chan gets up to follow, his hands easily finding Hyunjin’s waist.
Then Juyeon’s coming over with a plate for you. He takes his kiss before handing it over and cozying in next to you. He smiles sweetly when you coo at him that he’s the best then go to take your first bite. The weekend has only just begun and you’re definitely going to need the fuel.
A/N: lol this is kind of filthy, isn't it? this is the easiest time i've had writing in months so i was so thankful that it just seemed to be working. it's also the first time i'm posting in present tense and i think that switch may have helped unblock me? idk. series/mini-series i've started in past tense will stay that way for continuity but new fics will probably be in present tense :)
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