“You’re our girl”.
relationships: OT8 x female!Reader (poly, not separated)
cws: smut, jealousy, possessive behavior, fingering, choking, orgy, threesomes, taking turns, overstimulation, oral sex (f! and m!receiving), cum eating, public sex, unprotected sex, car sex, spanking, degradation, use of “slut, jagi, kitten, baby, my love”, use of a safe word, aftercare, rough sex (with Bang Chan, Lee Know and Seungmin), gentle sex (with Han), Hyunjin is a freak, a bit of Hyunbin is in there (if you squint your eyes) because I felt like it, smoking (it’s fictional ok) - I may have forgotten some, read with care!
word count: 10.255
summary: flirting with Mingi from Ateez turned out to be a bad decision.. or a good one, however you want to see it
a/n: sorry for the long ass cw list omg this probably was the freakiest thing I’ve ever written. You can thank @isa-mi-aldini for the idea of the jealousy arc and all the lovely people from Livs discord (and her) for the help and motivation.
This was planned as a 500 follower special and I’ve reached 1k before I could even post this.. I’m emotional, thank you guys! I’ve worked in this for so long I really hope you’re enjoying it!
Friendly reminder that my ask box is open for everyone who wants to yap! (Still not taking requests atm)
The air in the room was very hot, basically no oxygen left by how many people had gathered here. You had joined your secret - not so secret - boyfriends on this charity event, the location was filled with a lot of kpop artists, various musicians, actors and other rich people.
“You do look really good today”, Mingi said casually, leaning back to look at your whole form.
You were wearing a long black dress, shimmering in the light by the thousands of crystals in it, a slit reaching to your mid thigh on the left side. Chris had gifted it to you and you haven’t had the heart to tell him this was too much. You did look stunning in it though.
“Just today?”, you asked jokingly.
“Everyday”, San answered with a grin.
You snorted, it turned into a tipsy laugh. You turned your glass of champagne in your hand.
“Don’t worry, Jagiya. If I’m looking half as good as you do, it’s fine”, you touched Mingis arm.
He winked at you with a grin, a hand hovering over your lower back. It was flirty, but still polite. He was careful not to be inappropriate in any form, he always was when he met you - just matching your energy.
“Do your guard dogs know you’re talking to me like that, Jagi?”.
“Mingi”, San scolded him in a warning tone.
“It’s true, I was wondering why they’re leaving you alone here”, he leaned down a bit, “Want me to summon them, huh?”.
You rolled your eyes, but laughed it off. It was a joke, and to be honest very real. He was right, at public events like this at least one of the members of Stray Kids was glued to your side, but now they have scattered, you couldn’t really spot one of them in the crowd.
And well, you liked to tease each and everyone of them, so you decided to give the test a go. So you laid a hand on his chest, batting your eyelashes at him. He tongued his cheek, face very close to your ear. From afar it would really look like he was whispering some filth to you, his hand now on your waist, pulling you close. He even dared to let his lips touch your temple so slightly, you barely even noticed it.
“Tadaa”, he mused, moving away as Chris appeared beside you.
“Would you mind?”, the blond said to him, literally plucking you out of his grip, “We wanted to leave either way”.
Mingi grinned knowingly, his plan did indeed work. But Chris was fuming now, his brows stuck in a furrowed position and his look boring into the other man.
You just waved as he pulled you with him.
“I couldn’t properly say goodbye”, you pouted.
“You did enough”, he grumbled, the grip on your wrist tightened.
You huffed, almost chuckled as you stumbled behind him because you couldn’t really keep up his long strides.
“Chris, nothing happened, he-“.
“It’s Christopher to you”.
Now you full on laughed, wholeheartedly.
“Oh, you’re being ridiculous now, are you honestly mad about this?”, you asked, looking at him throughly.
He gritted his teeth, the muscles in his jaw had tensed. You knew that expression on his face, he was on edge - his mind pacing right now.
“Don’t talk now”.
You debated if he did mean that or if this was some kind of act he did to mess with you. You reached the exit in silence, that was where you decided to either tease him further or make him even more mad.
“You’re so jealous, it’s making you pathetic”.
He moves faster now, cornering you against the wall where no one could see you. His sudden actions pushed the air out of you as he pinned you against the cold marble. The scent of cigarettes clung to him but it made you want to lean forward, you were reminded of the taste of it and that was even better.
“You like acting up, huh? You need to be reminded who you belong to?”, he whispered.
And there it was, that unmistakably shine in his eyes, the quiver of his lip - almost a grin - that told you, that this was just him turning this situation into something suggestive. A role play, you could call it.
“Do you remember the safeword?”, he asked, the tone in his voice changing completely.
You nodded, he smiled for a second.
“Who I belong to?”, you echoed.
“Who do you think?”, his hand slipped under the fabric of your dress, thanks to the slit, “You’re our girl. You think I need to see you get all touchy with Ateez?”.
He let the pads of his fingers dance up over your skin, knowing you would squirm because of it. His breath was hot against your throat. He was so close to you, you could see his pulse racing.
“Not so bratty now, hmm?”, he cupped your clothed cunt rather unceremoniously, “Thinking about how Mingi would touch you like this?”.
You fought the urge to grind your hips into his hand, but failed miserably, he had that effect on you. He sighed.
“God, you’re such a slut. Provoking me just to get fucked?”, the blond huffed, “You need it that bad? And you’re calling me pathetic”.
He backed off, the icy blue contact lenses he wore for the event were making you shiver, staring into your soul before hauling you off the wall again.
It was dizzying, his whole behavior had you gasping for air already, you felt hot. Even hotter than you did before in that crowded room. The air outside hitting you in a heavy contrast, goosebumps formed all over your body.
The other members were waiting for the two of you in front of the car. Chris had booked a large one, where all of you could fit in. But neither of them seemed to have any intentions of getting in when you arrived there.
You could think of a reason why.
There was silence for a second before Chris decided to speak up.
“So, the Miss here decided she needs a reminder of who she belongs to”.
They knew, you thought. They had seen you. All of them.
“It seems like she’s a bit forgetful lately”, his hand on your back pushed you forward until you were pressed to the side of the car.
His chest was flush to your body, hindering you to move away even an inch. Your eyes searched the gaze of the others, they did look at you, but it seemed they all understood his point.
“Maybe my cock can help you remember”, he cooed, a hand in your neck shoved your face against the window, “Maybe all of us can help you to never forget again”.
“All of you?”.
His suggestion surprised you. Well, you were in a relationship with all of them for years now. But never did you have sex with more than two of them at once. That seemed a bit much, didn’t it?
“Well, you wanted it”, he laughed, grinding his hips into your ass, “But don’t worry. All in due time”.
Chris pulled you back by your hips, his hand on your spine making you arch. It was pretty obvious what he wanted to do now, but- in public? The other members circled you, like a group of predators would to with their prey. Pretty much shielding you with their bodies.
Chris’ hands were squeezing your flesh, fidgeting with your dress as he pushed the fabric up and to the side - revealing you to seven other pairs of eyes.
It made you anxious that none of them was talking, but maybe that was part of the plan. Their eyes told you everything you needed to know either way. They were hungry, the suspense and anticipation killing them, but they were waiting for their turn.
You felt big hands roaming over your exposed body, his fingers tugging on the waistband of your underwear. But instead of tugging them down, he grabbed the fabric harshly, as if it personally insulted him, and it ripped under the force of him.
You gasped, looking over your shoulder. Chris’ facial expression was bland and hard, shoving the ruined fabric into the pocket of his coat.
You wanted to get up, but he shoved you down again.
“Hands on the car”, he growled.
Your hands trembled, but you obeyed. The air was hitting your wet pussy, his treatment with you had the desired result. Your eyes glued down to the ground, you weren’t able to withstand those desireful stares anymore.
You heard Chris unbuckle his belt and open the zipper of his pants. Your breathing hitched, your heart threatening to burst out of your ribcage from the anticipation.
He really was going through with that, in the open, basically right next to the event in a dark alley. You felt the tip of his cock press against your entrance, going in without any preparation. But since you were so wet, it didn’t hurt. The stretch was intense, but not painful.
Your body acting on its own, you moved your hips back, meeting him halfway so he would bottom out.
“Y’all see that?”, Chris grunted, “You trying to bribe me now? I’m not as forgetful as you are, fucking slut”.
He thrusted forward sharply, the rhythm punishing, hands pulling you back by your hips. The blond growled every now and then, straightening his posture, head falling into his neck.
“You’re lucky this pussy is so good- fuck”.
It was hard to keep your balance in these shoes on their own, but the pace he picked made you sway dangerously and the fact he kept hitting your sweet spot and reached so damn deep in this position didn’t help.
“Hahh- Chris-“.
“Yeah, that’s right”, a hand came down hard to slap your right cheek, “Tell them who’s fucking you this good”.
You just moaned, the slap stung, but only increased your pleasure. The second slap made you yelp and hiss in pain though. Chris leaned forward, one of his hands joining yours against the side of the car.
“Is your hearing as bad as your memory?”, he asked in a mocking tone, “I said tell them”.
It was creepy how fast Chris’ behavior could change, depending on the situation. Casually, he wasn’t that mean, quite the opposite. He could also be very submissive if you wanted him to be. But now, he obviously relished in the dominant role and you liked it as well.
“Chris-“, you gasped.
He chuckled.
“Louder”, he commanded.
“Chris, but we’re in-“, you wanted to remind him that you were still in public, but when his hand connected to your ass for the third time, you were silenced.
You were still very far from using the safeword. It was the same for every one of them, just in case someone needed to step in.
“Come on, baby. It’s getting boring”.
You moaned his name loud enough to make him sigh in relief. He patted your sensitive skin almost apologetically, rubbing soothing little circles into it.
His movements faltered, finally stopping completely. But before you could register what was happening, he pulled you up and into a standing position, a hand beckoning Jeongin to come closer.
You were already breathing hard when he stepped in front of you, grinning from ear to ear. To be honest, you had completely forgotten that Chris had mentioned all of them to be a part of this form of punishment.
“Jagi”, the younger man sighed, “You know that I love you, right?”.
Even though this situation made you highly doubt it, you still nodded.
“Good”, he said, “Hold onto that, yeah?”.
His hand travelled under your dress as well, two fingers rubbing your swollen folds before he pressed down into your clit. You gasped, your throat being wrapped by his other hand, you were pushed back against Chris, who continued with his thrusts again.
This was pure torture, you thought. You couldn’t properly move like this, the two of them were bullying your poor pussy in the meanest but best way possible. And Jeongins lips were so close, you could almost taste the faint smell of champagne.
“Kiss me”, you pleaded.
Jeongin hummed, looking very pleased with himself.
“Sorry, Jagi. You don’t deserve that right now”.
You whined in response, the knot in your stomach tightened unbelievably when Chris groaned into your ear. There was no way you could survive this evening if they were really going through with that.
Jeongins trained fingers stimulated you in gentle circles, being in perfect sync with the snaps of his band mates hips.
“Gift me your first orgasm and I’ll consider it”, he chuckled.
“Us”, Chris corrected him, making the maknae roll his eyes.
The gentleness faded, working you to your high with more fervor while the hand on your throat tightened steadily. It made your eyes roll back into your skull, shaking almost violently in both of your boyfriends arms when your orgasm came closer so quickly.
“There she is”, Jeongin mused, leaning forward and connecting his lips with yours.
You moaned into the kiss as your body seized, walls clenching down on Chris’ cock. The release felt like a blessing after this rough handling, but you knew it was only the first of many to come.
Chris bit your neck, tumbling with you over the edge. You felt him twitch inside you as he filled you up with hot spurts of cum, the sensation of it only pulling whine after whine out of you, which Jeongin happily swallowed.
You stayed like this for a moment, taking a breath when he let go of your throat. Chris pulled out with a hiss and a sigh, tucking himself back in and straightening his clothes.
“Get in the car”, he said flatly, voice hoarse, “And Jeongin-“.
The latter chuckled, guiding you to climb in. Your legs felt wobbly, your walk unsure, it was nastily sticky between your thighs. But they didn’t let you sit down immediately, not on the cushion to be exact.
The youngest of the group opened his pants first, tugging them down enough so he could easily take out his erect dick. It was leaking, slapping against his stomach. You gasped when he grabbed you by your hips, guiding you to sit on his lap by bunching up your dress, facing him.
You shivered because of the anticipation.
“I’ll give you a reward if you can make him cum before we get home”, Hyunjin cooed beside you, his hand was on your jaw, forcing you to look at him.
Jeongin positioned you with the tip of his cock pressing against your entrance, you sank down on him slowly. You scrunched the fabric of his shirt in your fists when he bottomed out, still being a bit sensitive.
“Don’t make it too easy, you know she’s able to”, Chris scolded him, closing the door behind him.
You began to move, rolling your hips forward, testing the waters, but getting quicker after a few slow drags.
“Oh, stop being mean. Look at her”, Hyunjins face was so close, he pressed a kiss to the corner of your lips, grinning brightly and finally letting go of you, “So eager”.
You gasped when Jeongin moved under you, shifting in his seat, hands grabbing your ass - it still stung heavily.
“Come on, my love. Move a bit faster, get your reward. I promise, it’s a good one”.
The sounds of your hips grinding against each other, your wet pussy basically sucking him in filled the car, it made you dizzy. You still felt so hot, you had the urge of ripping off your dress, trying to get more air on your boiling skin.
“Something wrong?”, Jisung asked on your other side, his voice dropping, eyes waiting for you to say the safe word.
You leaned forward, head resting against Jeongins shoulder as you looked at Jisung with hazy eyes.
“Hot, so hot”, you groaned, still not backing down, although everything was overwhelming you.
“Are you okay? You wanna have a break?”, he asked, fingers pushing your hair out of your face.
He was so caring, the others were too, but there was such a gentleness in him that made your heart drop. But you shook your head, you kinda wanted that stupid reward - although you knew it was a fake one.
And to be honest, you wanted to please, you needed it. Hyunjin was right, you were eager, and you were every single time. As if this was just such a carnal desire of you, pure instinct. So you grew bolder with every passing second, holding eye contact with Jeongin while you slammed your hips down in sync with your heartbeat.
“Oh, fuck-“, he grunted, his head falling back against the cushion of the seat.
Jisung whined beside you, not being able to look away from you. Your eyes flickered over to him, devouring him and he let himself slump, already folding under your stares even though it wasn’t his turn yet. The heat of your body lit a fire in your veins, the clarity hit you unhindered - they all wanted you. You.
You were holding the reins, no matter how dominantly they were handling you. No matter how submissively they watched you. This was all about you.
“Focus on me, Jagi”, Jeongin almost growled, telling you silently how close he was.
He claimed your lips in a messy kiss, but your new found confidence in this situation was stubborn enough to fight back. Your fingers were in his hair, tugging on it, holding on for leverage to roll your hips against him while he forced you down on his cock. Your mewls and his grunts were muffled but still sounded so loud in the car.
You felt his muscles flex, arms locking around you, as he came hard and loud. You heard someone else gasp, but with his sounds taking all your attention, it was hard to make out who it was. Jeongin sounded so desperate, the facade crumbling apart little by little when he groaned so helplessly. It spurred you on, it empowered you, so you continued bouncing on his dick until he squirmed under you because of the overstimulation.
You grinned, looking down at him, eyes flickering over to Hyunjin.
The gaze he gave you was filthy, as if he could look through your clothes. He was hard from just watching you, legs spread and already looking so.. rideable as well.
“Did I do good?”, you asked, just now realizing how out of breath you were.
“You did amazing, baby”, he nodded, slightly biting his lower lip, “Maybe we can extend your reward?”.
He looked over to Changbin, who just grinned. Your heart was pounding heavily as they were already planning your next downfall right when the car stopped at its destination.
Han and Jeongin helped you get up, your knees were giving up at this point and walking in these shoes was killing you. Cum was oozing out of you as soon as you were standing, the sensation was weird and you felt dirty with the warm wetness dripping down your legs as you had no panties anymore.
When you tried to climb out of the car, Changbin was there immediately to hoist you up and carry you in his arms. You giggled at this, wrapping your arm around his shoulder.
“Care to tell me what kind of reward I’m getting?”, you asked.
There was something mischievous in his eyes, but he kept his mouth shut, shaking his head slightly.
“You’ll like it”, he just said.
You were doubting that, you were pretty sure they would twist this around and punish you for allegedly flirting with another man.
He brought you inside but switched your position all of the sudden, surprising you as he manhandled you, throwing you over his shoulder without setting you down once. Your hands rested on his firm back now, your body trembling.
He carried you to Chris’ bedroom, since it was the closest and largest. You were set down onto the bed, eight pairs of eyes glued onto you as Hyunjin opened your shoes to discard them.
They scattered in the room, but their gazes never left you. Chris sat down in the chair he had on the opposite of the bed, where he could watch you the best. He looked kind of intimidating like this, he was tense, ready to pounce at you again.
The others settled down as well, only Hyunjin and Changbin stayed at your side - as promised.
“Husband and wife now taking care of me?”, you teased.
The older one scoffed, pulling you up in a standing position again to turn you around and pull down the zipper of your dress. It pooled around your ankles and you were completely naked.
“Being this bratty when we are so generous to you”, he remarked, clicking his tongue, “I thought Chris already fucked that attitude out of you?”.
The latter chuckled at this, but didn’t say anything. Hyunjin stood before you, his fingers grazing your upper body so slightly. Changbin was behind you, tugging your hair back to place a kiss on your shoulder. The combination was deadly, you instinctively closed your eyes to dive into the pleasure.
You were insatiable, your body already bracing yourself for why was about to happen next, craving more with every lingering touch, every hot breath fanning against your skin. You didn’t know, if you should press your body to the front or the back, feeling literally torn between them. Changbins hands were squeezing your hips, pulling your ass against his groin and grinding against you, while Hyunjin palmed your tits gently, rubbing over your nipples until they were hard.
You arched your back, gasping loudly. The friction of the fabric against your sensitive skin hurt, but was too delicious to stop. You reached for Hyunjins shirt, bunching it up to signal him that he should take it off, which he immediately did before turning you around to Changbin. His hand was at your jaw, lips connecting with yours. He was messily kissing you, the fingers of his other hand gripping your hair to make you gasp into his mouth.
Hyunjins fingers found their way in between your legs, gathering his bandmates cum and coating his fingers with it to rub your clit with the wetness.
You whined and Changbin swallowed it all up hungrily.
“Changbin-ah, take off your clothes”, Hyunjin said, circling the two of you.
The older man didn’t break the kiss while he shrugged off his jacket and unbuttoned his shirt. You couldn’t let the opportunity slide to let your hands roam over Changbins muscles, fingers dancing across his built chest and abs. Hyunjin joined you, standing behind Changbin shortly and let his hands travel down his stomach to his pants to open them and pull them down completely before taking his place at your side again.
That was when the kiss ended abruptly, Changbin caressing your face before he smirked.
“Get on your knees, baby”.
You tilted your head, a feisty spark in your heart made you grin. You wanted to obey, to do everything he said, but not without riling him up some more. The adrenaline in your blood told you to be bratty, to wait and see if the outcome would be better this way.
Your heart raced, your core throbbed.
“Isn’t it supposed to be my reward? Maybe you should kneel for me”, you replied.
He hummed, Hyunjin chuckled behind you.
“Hyunjin is giving you the reward, you’re just lucky I’m participating”, he corrected you, “Also- I’m not letting you getting warmed up with Ateez slide so easily. Maybe I want proof that you still belong to us?”.
You couldn’t fight the urge to roll your eyes, scoffing, but getting on your knees either way. Your hands were on his thighs, mouth watering at the sight of his erection. You opened your mouth, tongue darting out to lick over the tip. You let him see how the drip of pre-cum rested heavily on your tongue before you swallowed it down.
“Fuck-“, he growled.
He shuddered visibly when you placed a kiss on the slit, letting the tip slide in past your lips. You moaned at the taste, but taking your sweet time to relish in the feeling of him twitching in your mouth, taking him in deeper until you almost felt him touch your throat.
You felt his hands on your hair, on the back of your head, fingers threatening to push you down even further. But he didn’t do it yet, he let you take the lead in this for a moment as he seemed to be completely stunned.
Your nose nudged against him, his cock all the way in your mouth. Changbin let out a broken sound, his self restrain crumbling and finally completely vanishing when you swallowed around him. You wanted to retreat again, but he held you there, head falling back in his neck.
You couldn’t say the safe word like this, but you didn’t panic or wanted to say it right now. You knew pretty well that squeezing his calf was the sign to stop in a situation like this.
He grinded into your mouth, pulling you away at your hair for a few inches to thrust back inside again by himself. Another moan, almost a whine, and it spurred you on.
A hand wrapped around the base of his dick, squeezing him once, twice, before you moved again. Your hand worked him where your mouth couldn’t quite reach him.
“That feels- oh god”, he growled, nails digging into your scalp.
You tried to take all of him again a few times, but you struggled, he was just too big. You barely managed, gagging on his length.
“You’re making me jealous, Jagi”, Hyunjin was beside you, also kneeling on the floor, “I feel left out”.
You let go with a wet pop, grinning.
“Why? You wanna suck his cock, too?”, you cooed, leaning forward to press a kiss to Hyunjins lips.
Hyunjin looked at you with dark and lustful eyes, pupils blown. And he grinned, tonguing his cheek before diving back in and claiming your mouth, grunting at the taste of his hyung still lingering on your tongue.
But he wasn’t weirded out by it, not in the slightest. He seemed to be enjoying it, licking into your mouth, over your tongue, biting your lower lip. He wanted to savor both of your tastes as long as it lasted. You needed to press your legs together, you were in dying need of some friction. Hyunjin noticed, of course he did, he chuckled against your mouth.
“I think we can start now”.
Changbin pulled you up to your feet, turning you around. His cock pressed against your ass, your eyes were glued onto Hyunjin, still kneeling on the floor.
Changbin grabbed you from behind, holding you up by the back of your thighs so you were basically sitting on his hands. It was effortless for him, he carried you like you weighted nothing and presented you like this to the others.
They shifted in their seats, they all looked like they wanted to switch places with either one of them and they would fight each other over it.
Hyunjin wrapped his hand around Changbins leaking cock, jerking him off a few times before aligning him with your entrance. The three of you gasped in unison when he slipped in. Changbins cock was thicker than the others and it always took you a while to get used to the girth. Gravity had other plans, though, you were sinking onto him.
The stretch was brutal and you sobbed at the sting.
“Relax, Jagi”, Hyunjins eyes were locked onto the spot where two loads of cum were still dripping out of you, coating the base of the dick which forced itself inside, “I know you can take him with ease”.
You shook your head, tears pricked on your eyes.
“You want me to help you? Want your reward now?”.
He could read the answer in your gaze, you were left unable to speak anyway. You felt so full, the pain of the stretch going all the way up to your stomach, where Hyunjins hand rested.
“Ah, what a nice bulge. His cock is so big, right?”, the younger man mused, “I can see him twitching inside of you”.
“You’re doing so well, baby”, Changbin cooed, kissing your cheek, “It’s almost inside, you’re taking me so good. Always- so perfect”.
His praise helped a bit, but what really helped was Hyunjins mouth being attached to your clit. You yelped, almost screamed out of pleasure. He sucked on your most sensitive spot and moaned into your pussy. The cum dripping out of you didn’t seem to disturb him in any way, just as he didn’t care his hyungs cock was splitting you open right below his tongue.
“Too- too much”, you sobbed with a broken voice.
Hyunjins eyes searched for yours, while he flatly rolled his tongue over your clit once more, searching for discomfort, for an exceeding amount of pain, for panic.
But all he could find was the exhausting sensation of overstimulation. You squirmed, but Changbins grip was relentless, not faltering, not letting you move enough to get out.
He bottomed out and your legs trembled, the feeling so intense, the stretch so perfect, Hyunjins tongue gathering the others’ cum to stimulate your clit with it - you came on the spot.
“Hahh- squeezing me”, Changbin growled, his hands locking around your thighs, his hips thrusting into you.
You thought you would go blind for a second, his movements were pulling your orgasm into a torturous length. You cried, the overwhelming feeling clutched at you and didn’t let go, tears falling as Changbin continued to kiss your cheek and jaw almost with pity.
He whispered something into your ear, kissing you there in between words, but your body and mind were too distracted to really listen to it.
Only when Hyunjin stopped making out with your poor pussy and got up, you could slowly regain your senses.
“You’re doing so good, Jagi. Feeling sorry about this evening, now?”, Hyunjin got a hold of your face, “Changbin-ah is already close, you gonna help him?”.
You nodded before you even registered it. But to be honest, you really didn’t even do anything. The man in front of you helped holding you up, so Changbin would have enough energy to fuck you. Hyunjin leaned forward, capturing your lips into another quick kiss, sharing your taste with you.
His mouth and chin was coated with your arousal, combined with Chris’ and Jeongins cum. But he grinned at you and you thought he had never looked hotter, it made your walls flutter again. Desire was pooling low, although you were tired and just found relief.
“Such a pretty girl- fuck”, he whispered, “Can you take both of us, Jagi?”.
“No- I- hahh, please”, you whined.
You know there was no way both of them would fit into you like this, but the thought of it made your head fuzzy, your muscles clenching hard in protest at your words.
“Your pussy says you can, baby”, Changbin said, making Hyunjin grin even brighter.
“I have an idea”.
He let go of you, but Changbin was strong enough to hold you up on his own. He pulled his pants down enough to free himself, wrapping a hand around his own cock, sighing heavily when he began stroking himself. Both men held eye contact for a second, as if they could read each others minds. The older one behind you was lifting you up some more so he would slip out, before your cunt could even react to the loss, it was quickly stuffed full by Hyunjin.
The girth wasn’t comparable, but he was longer, reaching in deeper. He found your sweet spot immediately, bumping into it as soon as he bottomed out. Hyunjins moan was heavenly, made your whole body shudder. His thrusts made your eyes roll back into your skull, your mouth hang open, jaw slack. He hit it with every harsh thrusts, making your body jolt involuntarily as electric shocks went through your veins.
He pulled out again.
“No- don’t stop, I-“ you sobbed but the words got stuck in your throat when he shoved Changbins cock into you again.
The stretch was back, intense as ever. You held your breath without realizing it. Because this time, he didn’t give you any time to get used to it, fucking into you from behind with a dizzying rhythm. And again, it was gone, replaced with the assault of your g-spot.
They continued to take turns like this, denying you to fully enjoy the sensation by switching again just in the moment your body seemed to relax and dive into the pleasure. It was mean, cruel even.
You didn’t know if this was better than taking both at the same time.
“Doing so good-“, Changbin let his head fall back, “I might forgive you”.
It was his turn now, but his rhythm got messier any second. Hyunjins hips just grinded against you at the same time, in sync with his hyung, tip of his dick getting caught against your clit.
It was crazy, how many people were in this room, watching you attentively, but you forgot about that fact pretty quickly.
Hyunjins mouth was at your throat, grunting into the crook of your neck, tracing your skin with his tongue.
“So good for us”, he murmured, completely gone, “Just us, yeah? You belong to us, Jagi”.
You nodded, couldn’t deny him anything when he sounded so desperately. It was gut wrenching, to hear his little whines, to feel his cock twitch against you.
“Yeah, I do”, you cried out, “I’m yours, all yours”.
You raised your head, looking at the others through watery eyes while speaking. Chris grinned, knowing he had won this. He had been the one initiating this and of course, all of his band members had joined him in showing you pretty clearly on which side you were. Not that you had needed that reminder.
Changbin came with a choked groan in your neck, filling you up and fucking his cum deeper. Hyunjin joined him, covering your lower stomach and the outside of your pussy with his release. He was breathing heavily and biting your collarbone to muffle his cries.
It took the three of you a few moments to come down, but the touches and breaths were still lingering, eyes still roaming over each other.
Hyunjin helped you climb out of Changbins grip, but you were unable to stand. They let you sit on the bed, an ache forming between your legs. You felt absolutely spent, tired, exhausted. Your breathing was loud, the same as from the two men leaving your side. They basically flopped onto the floor, joining the others in watching the rest of the show.
The ache in your body switched to a different kind, when you watched Seungmin and Minho standing up.
You really were insatiable, huh?
The vibe was different with these two. They were looking down at you, both wearing a smirk on their lips. Seungmins hand grabbed your jaw, angling your face to meet their gazes.
“You have been a good girl for the others, gotta admit”, Minho purred, “You’ll be one for us too?”.
It was like your body needed to submit to them, it didn’t let you have a choice. It wasn’t the same with the others, but these two always made you fold in a second.
You nodded when Seungmins thumb pressed down on your lower lip, prying your mouth open with it, to push the finger in and press down on your tongue. You moaned around him immediately, making him grin.
“So compliant- fuck”.
Them getting rid of their clothes was hurried, frantic pulling on the fabric to get it off as quickly as possible. Seungmin immediately was on top of you, pushing you into the mattress with his hands around your wrists. Minho was kneeling beside you, touching you, feeling you, making your spine arch.
“Open up for me, yeah?”.
You did what the younger one said, mouth open, tongue lolled out - you knew pretty well what was coming. Seungmin spat into your mouth, grinning so satisfied when you groaned and swallowed it down immediately.
“Thank you”.
“That’s a good girl”, Minho praised you.
Oh, how weak you were to these words. It was embarrassing, humiliating even, but you craved more. It was undeniable.
Seungmin flipped you, displaying you to the others on your stomach. You turned your head to them, looking at them while he massaged the handprint on your right ass cheek.
“Add another one”, Chris leaned back in the chair, legs spread.
You watched him reaching for the pocket of his pants, pulling out his cigarettes. His gaze locked with you while he put one into his mouth to light it. You grinned, darting your tongue out. You even wiggled your ass for him to see, he scoffed. You couldn’t stop teasing this man, you couldn’t help it. It made your pussy throb with anticipation.
“Add three”, he corrected himself, “Make her count”.
Seungmin sighed behind you, you waited for the slap that didn’t come.
“Don’t be so greedy, you already had your turn”.
“Come again?”, Chris raised his head.
Seungmin submitted with an annoyed growl, pulling your hips up and shoved you down with a hand between your shoulder blades. Your spine was in a mean arch like that, you breathed heavily and yelped when he indeed slapped you with force.
You moaned both in pain and in pleasure, shoving your face into the bed sheets for a second to muffle the sound and ground yourself.
“Do that again, she didn’t count”.
You grunted. His hand coming down to your ass again with a loud slapping noise that made Felix jolt beside the leader.
“Chris, maybe you’re-“, he was silenced just by a raised finger from the oldest.
“One”.
“There she is, taking it like a good little slut”, he took a drag of his cigarette with a grin, “She’s doing so well“.
Seungmins breath hitched, you could hear it so clearly even though the sound of the blood rushing through your head was loud enough to silence your thoughts.
“You better be fucking her by the time she counts to three”.
The man behind you grunted, but you still felt his cock pressing against you. It wasn’t that of an intense stretch after everything you had been through this evening, but you were so incredibly sensitive, you whined so pathetically when he pushed in. The second slap came before he even bottomed out and you had no strength left in your body to lift your head when you continued to count.
Your skin burned when your ass hit his pelvis, your knuckles turned white by the force you were grabbing the sheets. The pain was distracting you from the overwhelming feeling of being fucked from the back with so much force, though. Your cheek rested on the mattress, mouth wide open in a silent moan.
“Oh, kitten”, Minho purred, voice so gently, “Is he doing a good job, yeah?”.
You couldn’t move but your gazes locked for a moment before they rolled down into your skull because of the pleasure. Seungmin angled your hips differently, cock reaching in deeper.
“Are you ready for the last slap, kitten?”.
Minhos hand cradled your head, massaging your scalp while his other hand wrapped around his dick. He stroked himself so slow and lazily while his eyes flickered over your naked body, it left you salivating. You were literally drooling on the sheets by the time Seungmin stopped to slap your ass one last time. An orgasm crushed you out of nowhere, your toes curled while your walls clenched down intensely.
“Three”, you choked out, the endorphins constricting you, you were unable to speak properly.
“Squeezing me- fuck- good girl”, Seungmin grabbed you to pull you up, your back flush to his chest, “If the world only knew Stray Kids had a little slut for themselves-“.
Minho scooted closer, hands wandering while his younger band mate had his arms locked around you to keep fucking you with more leverage. It was torture at this point, all your senses lost their focus, their purpose and everything left was the overstimulation.
“We should mark you”, Minho mused, “So Ateez understands who gets to fuck you”.
His lips connected with your jaw, kissing you there so gently at first until he sucked your skin in between his teeth. You were grateful for the distraction, the onslaught of pleasure made you weak and you could now concentrate on him taking his sweet time to caress you - alternating between ghosting his lips over you and biting down harshly.
Every time his teeth sunk in, a whimper would slip out between your teeth, you were not able to hold back any reaction whatsoever.
“Stop, gonna cum- when she sounds like that”, Seungmins hand wrapped around your throat so Minho couldn’t access it properly anymore.
“Do it then”, the older seemed to be unbothered, kissing down to latch on your left nipple, “I can’t wait for my turn”.
You cried out when he started sucking, writhing in both of their grips. Tears clouded your sight, but they wouldn’t flow yet.
“Ahh- fuck”, Seungmins merciless pace faltered, hips starting to snap forward more shallowly.
You felt drool dripping down your tit, over your stomach when Minho switched sides to cautiously nibble on the other. He was marking you with a purpose, not even aware of the mess he was making in the process of nibbling at your skin there. The tug on the knot in your lower belly was harsh, your body seized from the blinding sensation of pleasure. It was enough to make you sob loudly and that apparently sent Seungmin over the edge after all.
To think his cum would fit into your cunt too was to no avail, but he tried so hard to make it work, fucking it deep into you as Minho let off of you completely. You were happy he was holding you up because soon after finishing inside you and slowly setting you down, you just flopped onto your stomach.
Your breathing was hitched, completely out of rhythm when you felt Minhos hands rubbing your back. He massaged your tensed up shoulders, fingers immediately finding the hurting knots and trying to ease the pain.
“You’ve been so good for us, kitten”, he whispered, “I’m in awe”.
He climbed on top of you, his weight pressing you down even more.
“But you can give me another one, right? Just for me?”.
He eased his dick in without warning, his breathy moan that followed was the only thing that made you hold on to that last slither of sanity left. Minho kissed your cheek, moving over to your neck. You weakly shook your head as he muffled his moans against your skin.
“You can take it, kitten”, he cooed, “You feel so good, I- hnngg- I’m not lasting long like this either way but- I need to feel you cum on my cock, yeah? Can you do that for me?”.
His thrusts weren’t even that quick, just slow rolls of his hips against your ass, caging you in with his whole body. But he went in so deep like this, still with a brutal force as if he was taking his time to leave imprints of his cock inside your walls.
Your heart was racing, just like his, but it had a hard time to adjust to the heat of it all. It was suffocating and even though your mind was in a state of pure bliss, your body was on the verge of tapping out.
“Our good girl, fuck”.
The praise sent you over the edge for the.. you lost count, to be honest. Just as he promised, your pulsating pussy was enough to milk him, making Minho groan deeply and guttural.
He didn’t stop, riding out both of your highs like this, whispering incoherent nonsense in your ear with a hot breath that made your heart heavy and light at the same time.
But it was too much, you couldn’t do this anymore. Tears were pouring down your face, your make up staining your cheeks and the bedsheets below. But Minho was so far gone to notice, the sweet rapture carrying his sense of the world around him away.
He only froze when you sobbed so heavily.
“Octo-“, you cried out, “Octo!”.
Minho pulled out immediately as the mood in the room shifted in an instant.
“Shit- Jagi, I’m sorry”, he said gently, “That was too much, huh?”.
He pulled you up into a sitting position, his facial expressions softening some more when you wrapped your arms around him.
“I’m so proud you used the safe word”, his voice was quiet but firm, strengthening your choice in speaking up for yourself, “Tell me what you need”.
He held you while you sniffled, stroking your back slowly.
“I just- I need to take a break. It was- much”, you muttered, finally lifting your head again.
Everyone was standing, feeling this was the end of this jealousy role play as the situation was different now - each and every one of them was ready to provide you everything you needed.
Minho moved, but waited for you to end the embrace on your own. He wouldn’t leave your side now if you didn’t want him to. This wasn’t about him or the possibility that he felt bad for pushing you to your limits. He knew you weren’t mad at him - this was all about you.
“Are you alright, Jagi?”, he asked.
Your heart soared, you nodded.
Minho beckoned for Felix to step closer. Not that Minho wasn’t there to comfort you, but the blond just knew what you needed without asking to. He sensed it, whatever it was. When you needed cuddles, a glass of water, blankets or silence.
Minho helped you to climb into Felix lap as the younger man pulled you into a tight hug.
He sighed, body relaxing against yours as if he waited the whole evening to finally have you in his arms.
“You just need to be held, right? It’s okay”, he cooed, baritone as smooth as honey, made your sore body feel a little less used.
You nodded, your fingers gliding under the collar of the buttoned up shirt he was wearing. He felt so soft, so warm, and you basically swooned.
“I wanna- need to feel your skin”, your voice unintentionally came out as a whine.
“Yeah? Need skin on skin contact?”, you could hear the smile on his lips, “Everything you want, sweetheart, I’ll give it to you”.
He opened his shirt to shrug it off his shoulders and you immediately leaned in to rest your face against his chest, nose nuzzling into the skin beside his collarbone.
Felix hummed as your hands found their way around him, coming up to his shoulder blades. His heartbeat was a bit quicker than usual, but still so steady. It grounded you, soothed your soul like this.
“Breathe with me, yeah?”, he asked.
You nodded, letting him pull you with him. He was sprawled out on the bed, your head on his chest to not just hear but feel him inhale deeply. Felix guided you to breathe in the same rhythm as him while you felt the mattress dip beside you. Jisung joined the two of you, leaning against your back and draping an arm around you for compression.
You silently thanked him by squeezing his arm.
He kissed your naked shoulder as an answer. It wasn’t sexual in any way, just providing enough comfort and letting you know he was there. He wasn’t wearing a shirt either, you felt the warmth radiating from him pressing against your back unhindered.
Your free hand gripped Felix’ waist from the side, you wanted to shift in your position, pulling him more towards you, but it made his body jolt for a second.
He held his breath, heart losing its rhythm. You hadn’t intended this, but this second sudden shift and the mere thought of how they were taking care of you so naturally was sparking something carnal inside you. It had been too much and your body would be thankful for you if you’d stop now. But you were on autopilot now, not caring about the consequences.
The other six men probably fucked all the common sense out of you - so you couldn’t help but move back just slightly.
Jisungs hips bucked into you instinctively.
“Sorry, I-“.
“Do that again”, you pleaded, your voice just a whine.
Felix’ hand caught your face, a gentle tug in your jaw to look up to him.
“Sweetheart, you don’t have to do this for us-“, he said, his voice so deliciously raspy, that - yes, you had to do this.
“What if I want to do this for me?”, you answered, “This whole evening you did with me what you wanted. What if- I want to do what I want with you now?”.
The room froze, no one even dared to breathe. But especially the two men beside you seemed to be on edge now.
“Well, if that’s the case-“, Felix didn’t dare to continue to talk, searching for eye contact with Jisung.
They shifted, moving around you, not manhandling you like it happened before. Not that you hadn’t liked the moments with the others, but them being completely devoted to you and your feelings made your heart flip. It was empowering, they handed you the undoubted power to this situation.
Felix settled behind you, gently asking you to lean back, but not holding you down.
“Are you sure? You can stop any second”.
“I’m better now- I just-“, you didn’t know how to put it into words, but you were sure they understood.
The change of the mood and the aura of everyone involved strengthened your thoughts, you knew you were safe with them.
“So, you’re gonna tell me what you want, yeah? This is about you”, Jisung said gently.
You nodded, relaxing your body into the blond man behind you, resulting in him loosening his nervousness too.
“I wanna make you feel good”, Jisungs voice dropped with desire and want, but his eyes were so soft, “Tell me, Jagi, what do you want me to do?”.
“Touch me”, you said, grabbing his hand and guiding him to your core, “Right there. Gentle”.
He smiled and tilted his head, the tips of his index and middle finger stroking your folds lazily, almost ghosting over the skin without applying pressure.
“You want me to touch you somewhere else, sweetheart?”, Felix asked, voice vibrating in his chest, the sensation creeping into your spine.
“I want you to kiss me”, you gasped.
He shifted immediately, leaning over you for better access to your mouth and pressing his lips to yours.
He kissed you gently, the rhythm perfectioned by countless of kisses in the past. He didn’t allow the kiss to be anything more than your lips moving against each other for now, he let you claim him in the most delicate way possible.
Jisungs fingers parted your folds, rubbing them in an up and down motion but neglecting your clit until you bucked your hips forward in need to chase the friction.
The touch on the most sensitive part of your body made you hiss and gasp into Felix mouth and Jisung stopped immediately.
“Too much? It’s okay. I’ll be gentle, yeah? I don’t want it to go as far as the last time”, he whispered, going back to massaging you with featherlight precision.
The kiss ended abruptly when you noticed Felix grinding into you from behind, his clothed erection pressing into your lower back like this. It felt good, knowing he just got off by the thought of you being pleasured.
“Lixie-“, Jisungs voice was teasing, “Does it feel good, yeah? Thanks for helping me take care of our girl”.
Felix moaned into your ear, his hyungs playful words made him twitch against you.
“Such a good boy, right, my love?”, the dark haireds middle finger prodded at your entrance, but he waited for you to give him the permission to sink in slowly.
He wasn’t forcing you, going slowly and carefully, his eyes constantly searching for any glimpse of possible discomfort, but when you rocked your hips - back into Felix’ dick and forth into Jisungs hand - he groaned audibly.
He had always been one to prioritise your pleasure above his own, and now it was the same. His pupils were blown, watching you intently with an open mouth and his tongue peeking out.
You reached behind you, combing your fingers through Felix’ blond strands and yanking on it to pull his face into the crook of your neck. He followed your guidance and understood what you wanted, lips closing around your pulse and just so slightly suck on it. He whined at the pain of your pull on his hair but it sounded so pleased, so needy that you just had to do it again. He wasn’t just humping you now, his hips thrusting forward and pushing you into the man in front of you.
“Look what you’re doing to him, my love”, Jisung breathed, “I understand it, you’re so hard to resist- I- would you let me taste you? Just once?”.
“Yes, Ji-“, you whimpered, trusting him in this.
But he let his head fall forward, the sound slipping out of him almost choked.
“No, my love. I know, I’d be gentle, but- I know the others weren’t easy on you, so just tell me no”, he was already sinking down onto his knees, his face coming closer in between your spread legs to nuzzle his nose against your inner thigh, eyes closed, “Your pussy must be so- sensitive. Tell me I can’t taste you. Tell me to stop before I cross that line”.
His voice slurred so bad, already so drunk just from your presence, that you had a hard time understanding him. A hot breath hit your clit and your whole body reacted to it, you didn’t know if you wanted to shy away or move towards it. His eyes were glassy and full of need, but he was still putting your comfort above everything else - you feeling safe was more important than his desire.
Felix kissed your jaw, his moans not stopping to flow while Jisung finally was close enough to mouth at your labia. One taste and he was gone, eyes rolling back into his skull, but still remembering to be careful when he flicked his tongue against your clit.
The blond behind you sped up, his movements pushing you against Jisung with more force and he could detach himself from your clit immediately - although he really looked like he wanted to continue.
“Lixie, behave, yeah? Be gentle”, he got hold of his leg, squeezing his thigh.
“’m sorry, I’m tryin’”, Felix gasped, cries muffled by your skin, “But I’m close- her sounds- hahh”.
Jisung grinned.
“Yeah, I get that, Lixie. But we have to be careful with our girl, right?”, he cooed, Felix nodded, “Want me to help you out?”.
Felix could only nod and groan at this. His eyes were squeezed shut and he looked so wrecked, he really was falling apart without being touched at all.
“Aww, poor Lixie, you wanna cum, yeah?”, Jisungs finger gathered a bit of your juices before sticking it out to him, “Would a taste help you?”.
God, the sight of Felix obediently opening his mouth right next to you, so his hyung could push down on his tongue, was something you wanted to imprint into your brain. He moaned when he closed his lips around his digit, hip movements sloppy and out of rhythm. His arms wrapped around you, holding on for dear life and shivering.
“Hahh- fuuuck. Sorry”, he moaned with a muffled voice, his arms locked around you as he came in his pants. His sounds had you writhing in his grip, the baritone of his voice even dropping an octave when he was moaning like that, Jisungs grin was just spreading even wider.
“Just like that, Lix. Good boy”.
Felix released his finger, because he had to throw his head back in pure bliss, too caught in the shocks of his orgasm to stop humping you. Although his rhythm was completely gone, he desperately searched for the friction to ride out his high.
He panted when his hips stilled, hair stuck to his sweat stained forehead. There was a slight flush in his pretty face when he realized he indeed had just finished in his pants without someone touching him in any way. He hesitantly loosened his grip around you and allowed Jisung to pull you closer after getting rid of his pants and sitting properly in front of you.
He didn’t urge you to climb into his lap, you did it on your own accord. But he seemed to swoon when you wrapped your legs around his hips in a lotus position. Jisungs eyes didn’t leave yours when he hoisted you up to position your entrance over him, but he waited for you to tightly hug him and nod before sinking you down on his cock.
The dark haired cradled your neck, the other hand firm on your back. Him waiting for a reaction from you was endearing and torturous at the same time. He helped you move whenever your face relaxed or started to roll your hips on your own but stopped you in an instant when he noticed you scrunched up your face or your breath hitched.
“Is this okay?”, he whispered, his hand sliding down to push you closer to him, “Am I being too rough?”.
It wasn’t rough in the slightest. Even when he let go for a few seconds, too carried away to notice his hips bucking up into you got faster, it was gentle.
“No-“, you gasped, “No, Ji. It’s perfect”.
His eyes lit up, although his pupils were dilated, his dark boba orbs watched you with so much adoration in it - your heart clenched at the same time as your pussy.
You wanted to let yourself fall with him, your head resting on his shoulder, but he moved you to face him again.
“Look at me, Jagi- my love”, he gasped when you shifted in his lap, he reached so deep it pushed the air out of your lungs, “I don’t want you to use the safe word again, tell me when it’s too much, yeah?”.
The newly found angle nudged the head of his cock into your sweet spot. But he wasn’t pummeling it, more like grinding into it. You didn’t think your body could muster it with everything that happened this evening, but the endorphins danced through your veins and made you moan out loud.
His thrusts were erratic, quick, but not rough or forceful. He was meeting your movements halfway through, the grip on your neck squeezing for a second, holding you close. His words weren’t a remark towards his band mates - it was him caring for your safety in that very moment.
“Sungie-“.
That nickname always made him hold his breath, and your voice moaning it out stirred something inside him. He whimpered, but it didn’t sound desperate. It was a proof of how close he was, how your whole being was driving him insane and he had to restrain himself from going too rough, from using you for his pleasure.
“That’s it, baby. I’m going to make it better, I promise. Let me give you what you need”, Jisung lifted you so you straddled him properly, his face now close to yours, “Nice and gentle, yeah?.. Ah- fuck-“.
You leaned forward to silence him by covering his mouth with yours, kissing him deeply. Heat was creeping up your spine, but not the raging one. It was soothing, heightening your senses but not caring for something else that wasn’t him.
In the end, it was Jisungs muffled gasp and his hands squeezing you like he needed to anchor himself with it that sent you over the edge one last time for this night. He joined you, guiding you through it by gently moving you up and down while he filled you up to the brim.
“Sungie- hahh”, you moaned into his mouth.
“Ughh- I know baby, fuck, I know”.
You felt him twitching underneath you, too sensitive, too satisfied to sit still. His hips rutted into you, only faltering and finally stopping when you gasped for air and let your head fall back.
“You were such a good girl for us-“ Jisung whined, burying his face into the crook of your neck, wrapping both of his arms tightly around you while he was still fully seated inside, “Please don’t leave us for Ateez”.
You snorted and slightly rolled your eyes, combing his sweaty hair back. Before he helped you off of him, settling right next to him now. Everyone else seemed to be equally exhausted. The tension was slowly easing down.
“I would never, Ji”, you promised, “I don’t think I would survive an evening with all of them”.
“You fucking brat”, Chris breathed.
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