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perfect (pornstar) ᯓ★ yunsan 1/2
✮⋆˙ pairing: jeong yunho x choi san
✮⋆˙ words count: 3k
✮⋆˙ warning: smut, nsfw, minors don't interact !
✮⋆˙ tags: dom/sub undertones, sub san, dom yunho, nipple play, dry humping, some feelings cause it's me, roomates to lover
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It all started innocently enough. The both of them just having a fun night in with a barbecue and some drinks. It's been a while since they had time to hang out like this, just the two of them, both their study and hectic schedules making it hard to connect, even if they are roommates.
Yunho is glad to spend time like this with San again. He won't admit it to San, but he's been missing him a lot. San has always been a consistent person in Yunho's life since they started being roommates. San still makes coffee every morning for him and put it in the pink thermos that he gifted him for his birthday when he leaves earlier than Yunho. Just thinking about it makes Yunho's heart clench in his chest with something he doesn't dare to name, but knows will always be there.
They both are a bit tipsy and looser than usual. Yunho can feel how warm his cheeks are, it matches the flush on San's cheeks. He looks so cute and precious with his cheeks dusted pink, Yunho wants to reach out and pinch them. He puts more meat on San's plate instead.
"Are you trying to fatten me up," San says with a cheeky smile, his words a bit slurred and Yunho can't help but giggle.
"If you don't eat enough, tomorrow's hangover is going to feel really bad," he answers. San looks at him with a thoughtful look and nods. San is so cute, Yunho just stares and hopes that his eyes aren't doing the talking for him.
San keeps smiling at him with a grin that makes him look like a cheeky cat. His eyes suddenly light up.
"You know, one of my old hook up told me I would be the perfect porn star," San all but yells excitedly.
Yunho stills for a second, his mouth moves before his mind can control it. "I see it. You would be perfect," he admits, with way too much emotion for the subject.
Yunho's mind finally register what he just said. He doesn't have time to freak out. San squeezes his hand with a soft giggle. "Thank you for the support, Yuyu." The nickname combined with the soft touches on his hand makes his head spin. San palm is sweaty, but that's okay because it's him.
They stare at each other, cheeks warm and hearts heavy. Yunho hopes he can forget someone other than him has touched San's skin.
❀
Yunho doesn't forget at all, it's plaguing his mind. It's been a week since that night and Yunho has been thinking about San every second of the day. Especially the porn star comment and his reaction to it. The jealousy that burns through him every time he thinks about someone touching San like that. His crush used to be somehow innocent, but that comment awakened a beast of lust and possessiveness he didn't know he could posses. San will indeed be the perfect porn star, his perfect porn star, all for him to own and spoil.
Yunho shakes his head at the onslaught of thoughts about San that invade his mind once again. They haven't seen each other much this week, only having time for a too short hello hug that Yunho wishes could last forever. San is shorter than him but his build is much bigger. It makes Yunho head spin.
He is taken away from his thought by his phone dinging on his desk. He puts his thermos back on his desk after taking a sip.
[San] barbecue this weekend yuyu? it's on me this time
[Yunho] yes!!! don't worry i will buy the meat
Yunho smile at his phone, maybe San misses him too. He doesn't want to hope, but the smile doesn't leave his face hours later.
❀
The weekend finally arrives and San didn't let Yunho buy the meat, sending him to buy the beverages instead. He makes sure to buy less than last time since he doesn't want his life to spiral out of control more than it already has.
He finally reaches their shared apartment. He's met with the sight of San in a compressed shirt and gray joggers. His mouth runs dry as he stares. San's chest is so defined, his waist so tiny and inviting. Yunho wants him so much it burns everything inside of him.
"You're here Yuyu! What did you get us?" San asks innocently, like he's not destroying Yunho's world with his perfect physique.
"I got us some light beer and some soju." His voice sounds a bit shaken so he tries to recover it with a weak cough.
"Are you okay?"
"Yes, don't worry about it," he says while putting the bags of beverages on the counter next to San.
San catches his wrist in a light grip. "You know I'm here for you. You can tell me everything, I will always accept it." San's voice sounds soft and worried, it makes Yunho heart squeeze.
"Don't worry about me Sannie," he answer as he catches San's hand and selfishly hold it with what he hopes is a reassuring smile on his face.
He is surprised when San interlocks their fingers together with a soft smile on his lips. "I will always worry about you, Yuyu." Yunho's heart aches in his chest.
They stare at each other for a moment and San's face is so open, Yunho can see how much San cares about him, he sees adoration in his eyes too. As San rubs his thumbs on the back of his hand, Something in Yunho snaps.
He can't help but to get closer to San, he can smell his perfume with something that is just so San, it's intoxicating. He expect San to step back and put some distance between them, instead San faces him completely and get even closer.
They're sharing a breath now, the tension thick between them. Everything stops when San's eyes go back and forth between Yunho's eyes and lips with an air of defiance, like he's daring him to make the first move.
That's all it takes for Yunho to finally close the gap between them. San sighs happily as their lips meet eagerly. Yunho's heart sings in his chest. San's lips taste like the cherry candy he always eats and Yunho is sure he's getting addicted to the taste and everything that is San.
He lets go of San's hands to put it on his cheek, caressing the skin softly. San makes a little noise at the back of his throat that makes Yunho groan in answer. He feels San's hand grip his waist earnestly. Yunho gasp and San takes the opportunity to kitten lick his bottom lips before completely taking over Yunho's mouth.
San kisses like a starved man and Yunho is the first piece of meat he's seen in weeks. It makes goosebumps erupt all over his skin. He didn't expect San to be that much of a taker but he's happy about it, his whole body is tingling with need and want.
San let's out a whine when Yunho start sucking on his tongue, turning the kiss wet and messy really fast. Yunho's hands falls on the back of San's neck, both of his thumbs caressing the skin behind his ears. San shudders with a moan at the sensation and Yunho can feel him getting hard against his leg. The pleasure of knowing that San is sensitive and extremely affected just by messy kisses is almost blinding to Yunho. He wants to make San cry in pain and pleasure.
"Want more, please," San begs against his lips. It drives Yunho crazy. He nips softly at San's bottom lips, his reaction and pretty noises are totally worth it.
"What do you want, baby?" The pet name just escape him, calling San sweet name was always his dream. San's eyes are heavy-lidded and filled with lust, he looks so breathtaking. Yunho feels himself shake with need.
"I want you," San's whimpers against his lips. Every last of his barrier are falling with San's pretty voice begging for him so sweetly.
"You sound so sweet," he says while rubbing his nose against San's in a soft movement. It makes San giggle softly, the sound is making Yunho's heart jumps in his chest.
He presses a soft kiss to San's lips. They are so beautiful, Yunho is getting addicted to them. He takes his hands off San's face and hold his hands. He can't help but bring one of them to his lips and kiss it slowly. San's eyes light up and his smile makes his dimples show. Yunho feels like he's going to die with how much he wants San to be his.
"Will you take me to bed?" The noise Yunho let's out is pained and straight from his chest. He has never wanted something more. His stomach is clenching in a way he has never felt before, it's overwhelming but so good, he's dizzy with it.
"Yes, please," he just says instead of letting go of the hurricane forming inside of him.
San giggles, the sound making Yunho's inside curl slightly. San runs to his room with Yunho's hand in his, accompanied by happy laughter. Yunho can't help but laugh too. They're so happy.
When they get to San's room, Yunho stands in the doorway to observe. He has seen San's room before, he even slept in it once while being tipsy. But this feel somehow different. The room is beautifully arranged, with a lot of plushies and soft fabric. It's so San, Yunho smile at the mountain of plushies in San's bed that the man is urgently putting away by the side of his desk, face towards the wall of course. He's so endearing. His focused face looks a bit too good and Yunho trembles slightly. When San is done he beckons Yunho inside with his hand, Yunho follows eagerly and they're back to facing each other again.
Yunho finally does what he has wanted to do forever now and put his hands on San's tiny little waist. He almost moans at the feeling of it. The sight of his big hands engulfing San's waist makes the noise escape. San looks down and gasp, his hips flush against Yunho's upper thigh slightly shaking, which makes Yunho almost drool.
"Your hands are so big," San's whispers. It's full of lust and need, so Yunho just kisses him as hard as he can.
They both moan at the contact, their teeth clashing slightly. It's rough, fast and so wet. Yunho has never kissed someone like that, it's like he's marking his territory and mapping every inch of San's mouth with his tongue. His grip turns bruising on San's waist, but he's rewarded with a high whimper that he swallows happily.
They both sadly have to part to breathe. San is shaking in his arms and he doesn't waste any time before kissing every inch of San's skin that he can reach. The little pleased sounds that he is making are driving Yunho absolutely crazy. He needs to get him into bed and fuck him like he's never been fucked before. He wants to make him sobs and come over and over again until he can only yell out Yunho's name desperately.
"Let's get you to the bed," Yunho whisper against his jaw, the bruise he left there blooming red.
San nods needily and jumps on his bed in an exaggerated fashion that makes Yunho laughs fondly. He follows suit and now they are both in bed together. Yunho's heart is hammering as he stares at San's happy smile. He's overwhelmed with the need to kiss San's face so that's what he does.
He gets on top of San and cages him in, his arms on each side of his head. He spreads kisses all over San's beautiful face, turning him into a giggling mess. San's knees are kicking his ribs, but he doesn't care. He thinks for a fleeting second that he might be in love.
He's so overwhelmed by the realization, he captures San's lips in a heated kiss without warning. Yunho lets his hands travel all over San's body, the reaction he gets when his thumb catches San's nipples through his shirt slightly making him groan loudly. San's throws his head back with a loud whine.
"Sensitive?" Yunho asks with a smirk. San nods his head so fast he almost hits it on the headboard, but thanks to his fast reflex, Yunho puts his hand on San's head just in time, dampening the impact. They both giggle at the absurdity of it all.
San looks so out of it already. His cheeks are flushed pink and his breathing is heavy and Yunho can feel his hard cock against his legs. The air is so charged and heavy. Yunho flicks San's nipple through his shirt again and the other man gasp loudly while closing his eyes.
"Look at me," Yunho orders. He wants San pretty eyes on him at all times. He wants to see them filled with pleasure and tears. San obeys and open his eyes. They are so deep and heavy-lidded.
Yunho rubs the hard bud under his fingers softly, teasingly even. San puts his hands on the back of his head and pulls it closer so their foreheads touch. They are sharing air and pants as San is shaking heavily underneath him. The fact that it's just from him touching his nipple teasingly makes Yunho feel absolutely insane. He wants to destroy him.
Yunho is getting impatient he wants his mouth on San's pretty nipples. He takes off San's shirt in a swift motion that San follow obediently. The sight of San muscular body underneath him makes him drool. He doesn't waste any time, latching onto San's right nipple and flicking it with his tongue.
It's so warm and hard, Yunho's cock throb as he humps San's legs. San cries out and buries his hands in Yunho's hair. It spurs Yunho on and he starts sucking.
San mewl, his legs shaking all around Yunho, It's so good. Yunho can feel San's cock twitching against his stomach in the coffin of his sweatpants. He sucks harder, feeling possessed by lust.
"I'm gonna cum, if you keep going," San whines and Yunho groans against his nipple, making San tremble in his hold.
"Fuck, baby, you can come from your nipples?" he asks, staring in awe at San who nods.
Yunho goes insane, something unleashing inside of him. He kisses all over San's chest, his nails digging in San's defined abs. He finally goes back to sucking harder on one of San's nipples and rubs the other with the tip of his finger.
San is a shaking mess of mewls and whines. His hips are going crazy against Yunho's stomach. Yunho feels so high. He needs to feel San's dick on him.
He stops playing with San's nipples which makes him lets out an unhappy whine and Yunho giggles at it.
"Don't worry, I just want to feel you angel." The pet name slide out of him, like it was always meant to be here. San's eyes gets bigger and he smiles just as big.
Yunho undress them both slowly, kissing all over San's thighs and the tip of his cock, who is red and glistening with precum. Yunho takes a moment to really observe San.
He's a sight to die for. His nipples are red and puffy and so wet, his abs are clenching every few seconds. His hands are above his head, he's shaking lightly and there's a fine layer of sweat which makes him look so delicious.
San is looking at him so intensely, it makes him burn. He kisses San with everything he is feeling for him, he pours all his lust and love into it. Judging by San's reaction, he understands everything the kiss says and he pours all of his own emotions into it too.
Yunho can't help but let his hand travel to San's abused nipple. He gasp into the kiss, snapping his hips up against Yunho. The friction is so good Yunho's vision turns white for a second.
Yunho lower his hips down against San, both of their lengths rubbing against each other, feeling so good.
"I'm so close, please," San whines out and Yunho loses it.
He goes down again and sucks on San nipple like he's trying to milk him. San almost yell in pleasure, his dick painting Yunho's stomach with precum. He humps it shamelessly, but something clenches inside of Yunho and he feels close too. He keeps humping San's leg hard and fast like a dog.
"Come for me, baby, I need it." Yunho sounds feral even to his own ears. It seems to do the trick because second later San is yelling out and Yunho feels San's cum paint his stomach. The idea of San owning him and painting him with his cum makes Yunho trip over the edge. He cums with San's name on his lips, painting his leg white.
He lays on top of San for a minute, trying to catch his breath. It's the most intense orgasm he ever had in his life and he feels like he's on cloud nine. San is scratching his scalp slowly and kissing the crown of his head. It feels like heaven.
Yunho is so happy and so warm. He knows he needs to get up and clean them both, but it feels too good to be close to San like this, his warm skin is intoxicating and perfect against his.
"Let me take you on a date." It's out before Yunho can stop it, whispered against San's skin like a secret.
San takes his head in his hand and makes Yunho look at him.
"I will be the happiest man alive." San's smile is blinding and Yunho hearts clenches in his chest.
He can't help to kiss San again. He kisses every inch of his face and any skin he can land his lips on.
"Will you become my perfect porn star?" Yunho says with a smile.
San laughs so hard his whole body shake. He kisses Yunho once again.
Happiness looks too good on San, Yunho hopes he can make him laugh like that everyday from now on.
three (is better than two) ᯓ★ matz + mingi 2/2
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✮⋆˙ pairing: kim hongjoong x park seonghwa x song mingi
✮⋆˙ words count: 5,8k
✮⋆˙ warning: smut, nsfw, minors don't interact!
✮⋆˙ tags: threesome m/m/m, sub bottom mingi, dom top hongjoong/seonghwa, double penetration, spit kink, hint of future polyamory
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Mingi was confused, he didn't really know what to feel after what happened. Not that what happened was something he considered bad, on the contrary. It was probably the best thing that ever happened to him. He would be lying if said that he didn't dream about seeing Hongjoong and Seonghwa like that. But the way they involved him like he was part of them somehow, it made a fire burn inside of him that he couldn't seem to extinguish.
The realization that he wants more hits him a few days later, he feels like a ticking bomb every time that Seonghwa looks at him or when Hongjoong uses that soft tone that seem to be only reserved for him. It makes him shake inside. They haven't really talked about it in details, but they have gotten a lot closer, physically and psychologically speaking. It's like the three of them work better as a trio.Mingi is aware that it's probably wishful thinking on his part. It was probably a fluke on the couple's part, maybe their sex life got boring and they thought that bringing a third person will reignite the sparks between them and that person just happened to be Mingi in a twisted sense of fate.
But then Mingi remembered the way they both held him, made him sleep in their bed and made sure he got home safe the next day. that must count for something right? He tried to not dwell on it too much but he couldn't help it. The scenes and noises from that night are burned on the back of his eyelids like a tattoo. He burns for more on every level.
It all comes crashing down a few days later. Seonghwa calls him and asks him if he's free tonight. Of course Mingi says yes, how can he says no to Seonghwa anyway. He tries to make himself pretty, he even puts on some blush high on his cheeks. He doesn't really know why, he wants to impress them, prove that he is worthy of their time and love. He stops dead in his track at the mention of love in his mind, maybe that was too much, he can't think that about them. They are happy together, the kind of couple that makes you believe in love. There is no place for him in that kind of beautiful love, he will just have to swallow his silly feelings and pretend like nothing happened.
-`♡´-
He is hit with a weird sense of déjà-vu as he knocks on the door. His hands are shaking a bit, he shouldn't feel this nervous, he is just seeing his friends on a Friday night. Yes, those two friends who fucked filthy in front of him, which he has some unresolved feelings about, but they are still his friends. He needs to get a grip.
His thoughts are cut short when the door opens. He is faced with the beautiful angel that Seonghwa is. His hair is in a ponytails with some strands framing his face, he has a solar smile on his lips and Mingi can't help but smile back. Seonghwa beckons him inside and close the door behind them. Seonghwa wraps his arms around Mingi before he can do anything awkward like wave or something along those lines. Mingi closes his eyes and basks himself in Seonghwa's warmth for a second, he will allows himself that at least. He feels himself melt even more into the embrace, when one of Seonghwa's hand pets his hair. He has to bite his tongue to not moan since his head has always been sensitive.
He hears Hongjoong's sweet giggle and opens his eyes.
"Don't stops on my account, you look like you're enjoying it," Hongjoong says softly.
He laughs awkwardly and gets out of Seonghwa's arms with a bit of remorse. It passes when Hongjoong opens his arms for him to slide in them and he does just that. He doesn't care about the height difference, he buries his face in Hongjoong's neck. He is suddenly hit with a wave of feelings he hasn't anticipated, maybe it's seeing them again in their apartment, so similar to that night that they haven't dared to talk about yet. He feels the tears prickle at the corner of his eyes. He doesn't want to cry in front of them, that will be pathetic and straight up embarrassing.
He can feel a hand rubbing his back, a whiff of Seonghwa's perfume, that somehow makes him crumble. He lets the tears go but try to as hard as he can to keep his sobs in. He feels pathetic, he is drowning Hongjoong's neck with his tears.
"It's okay, love, we are going to be okay," Seonghwa whispers. The are both so close to him, the slow circles Seonghwa is rubbing on Mingi's back plus Hongjoong's humming softly, like he's trying to lull him into comforts just works. It makes him feel safe enough to let everything go.
The first sob tears itself from his throat without any warning. Seonghwa rubs his circles deeper and harder, while Hongjoong hums a little louder. It's like he opened a dam that he can't close. Once it starts, it doesn't stop for a while. He lets his sobs shake his body and buries himself deeper in Hongjoong's neck while searching for one of Seonghwa's hand to hold. He needs them both here.
"Shh, we are right here, honey," Hongjoong whispers softly in his ear between his humming. The pet name somehow breaks and rebuild Mingi's heart all at once.
When he finally calms down, Hongjoong has stopped humming and Seonghwa's hand is gone from his back. He moves his head from Hongjoong's neck, he keeps his eyes closed for a second, he doesn't want to face them just yet.
He feels hands on his face, two different hands, both wiping his tears. He leans into them rubbing his cheeks on each ones. He recognize Seonghwa's long and dainty fingers on his right cheek and Hongjoong's much tinier hand with thicker fingers on his left cheek. It makes him feel a bit dizzy in a good way.
He opens his eyes when he's ready. He's met with two pairs of beautiful worried eyes, trying to read him. He can't help but to smile at that. They care about him, he's sure of it.
"Are you feeling better, darling." Seonghwa's voice is soft and sounds genuinely concerned, it makes Mingi's heart jumps in his chest.
"Yeah…I'm sorry, I really needed that," he whispers softly, his voice raw and full of tears. "Don't be sorry, we are the one who are sorry. This is a really overwhelming situation to be in, we didn't really deal with it right and we apologize for it." Hongjoong's hand is still rubbing his cheek softly as he says all of this. Seonghwa by his side, having rubbing his cheek and went to hold onto his arm like he's going to fly away at any moment.
"That's okay, maybe we should talk about it now," he answers unsurely.
He doesn't know if he's ready for the rejection, for them to tell him that it was one time thing and that they regret it. Maybe they never want to see him again. The thought of never seeing them again makes his heart clench painfully in his chest. He needs to get it over with quick.
"You're right, we need to talk, but are you ready for it? Do you want something to drink or a minute maybe?" Seonghwa says, voice still as soft as silk.
He shakes his head "No it's okay, I will rather get this over with quickly." He watches as they both frown at him.
The three of them are sitting on the couch, somehow Mingi ended up between them, he didn't fight it, he will take every tiny pieces of them that he can get.
"Okay I will just say it, we both really enjoyed what happened. We kind of want more, as in you being more involved, but if you don't want that we will pretend like none of this ever happened. We will also respect your choice of distance if that's what you wish for," Seonghwa declares. It sounds all over the place and that's exactly how Mingi feels.
What is being said just hit him, they want more. Mingi does too but is he ready for it? Being just a sex ploy for the couple will absolutely destroy him. it's the most selfish thing he ever felt, but he needs more with them both, emotionally and physically.
"Am I just someone to spice you sexual life up?" The words are out before he can control it, he is sounding so hurt even to his own ears.
"No, of course not, you're so much than that. We want you so much we can't even put it into words. I promise you you're more to us than any sex ever." Hongjoong is quick to add after his hurt has been displayed for everyone to see.
Somehow the words makes Mingi's heart grows soft, maybe he is more than just sex. He wants sex with the both of them so bad, it's probably the only thing he ever wanted this bad in his life. The reassurance of them probably being more makes his mouth run.
"I want sex with you so bad. It's all i want. I just need to know that I won't be set aside once you get tired of me." He sounds so vulnerable.
"Oh, baby, we will never set you aside, you mean so much more to us than you know," Seonghwa says as Hongjoong's hands wrap around his biceps and his head falls on his shoulder. That's logical, Seonghwa has always been better with words than Hongjoong, and Hongjoong has always been showing physical contact when it matters to him. Mingi accepts it, welcomes it even. It makes his heart warm. He can't stop himself from smiling at Hongjoong's face softly. He's too cute to be real. He catches Seonghwa's smitten smile and he melts.
"When will we have sex?" he says. "Whenever you want," they both says in unison.
He giggles, he can't help it, they are so in sync and eager, it makes him feel wanted. "Can you hold me today?" It's probably out of line and too much yet they both smile at him.
"Of course, we will always hold you," Seonghwa says.
"Always," Hongjoong says
He ends up between the two of them in their bed. His head tucked in Hongjoong's neck and Seonghwa holding tightly from behind. He feels both of their lips brushing his skin softly. He's never felt happier in his life. He sleeps like a baby.
-`♡´-
The day they have sex arrives sooner than later. It's a beautiful Sunday, a week after Mingi cried his eyes out. They have seen each other almost everyday of the week since then. It was mostly soft touches and so much reassurance that Mingi could explodes from it, in good way.
Like usual, Mingi knocks on the door of Hongjoong's and Seonghwa's shared apartment. It's becoming a familiar action at this point, one that brings comfort and calms to his heart. He knows he will always be safe and okay with them. Every time he passes the door he is wrapped with a sense of comfort and warmth that he never found anywhere else.
It helps that Hongjoong and Seonghwa don't waste an opportunity to touch him in every way they can. A hand on his arm, a hand on his hip, everything to make him remember that he is wanted. It always works. Seonghwa is the one to open the door as always, his smile always welcoming and blinding with its warmth. Mingi's heart jumps in his chest and it gets worse when he sees Hongjoong's wide and toothy smile behind Seonghwa. His heart belongs to them, every day makes it clearer than the last.
Seonghwa always hugs him after closing the door for a long moment and Hongjoong always hugs him a bit longer in the living room and Seonghwa's hand is always at his back while they hug. It's always so warm and welcoming.
"How are you today, love?" Hongjoong whisper against his ear while Seonghwa rubs his back. The pet name has been a new addition to their dynamic, an addition that Mingi absolutely adores. He blushes every time.
"I have been okay, I've missed you." His voice is barely above a whisper and he saw them yesterday.
Seonghwa giggles sounds heavenly. "Next time, you should sleep with us again." It's an honest proposal and it makes Mingi's heart grows fondly. The two times it happened were some of the best experiences of his life probably. He is not surprised at the heat that starts to coil in his lower belly at the memory of them sleeping together for the first time. The way Hongjoong was just pounding into Seonghwa with everything he had, the noises the three of them made. He stills dreams of that night very often. He hopes to not get hard seemingly random. Both of their touches on him don't help his arousal. Once again, he needs a grip.
They part, he tries to not let a disappointed sigh at the lose of their combined warmth, but he knows he didn't quiet succeed in suppressing his pout, when Hongjoong's coos at him and pinches his cheeks.
"He was pouting, wasn't he?" Seonghwa's voice echoes from the kitchen.
"You know he was," Hongjoong's answers back while he lets his hand falls to Mingi's arm. He blushes at their words and Hongjoong's action. He feels warm all over. He wants them so bad, it burns inside of him like a forest fire. He has to close his eyes not to kiss Hongjoong who is still in front of him with such a beautiful and smitten smile on his lips. Maybe they want him just as much as he wants them.
"Go sit on the couch, Seonghwa and I will bring snacks and drinks," Hongjoong says.
Mingi just nods and goes to sit himself on the middle of the couch. He knows they will sit themselves on either side of him, Seonghwa at his right and Hongjoong at his left. He is right, they bring out snacks and beer and sit themselves like he predicted, it feels domestic in a way. Mingi keeps on burning.
-`♡´-
The night goes great, they don't get tipsy like last time but they talk so much, Mingi lips are tingling. They talk about everything and anything, like they always do. It often ends up in a fit of giggles. Mingi feels the urge to kiss Hongjoong again when he laughs so hard he almost stumble off of the couch with the force of it.
When Hongjoong has calmed down, Mingi can't help but keeps staring at his lips every time he talks. He can feel Seonghwa's hand on his right arm. He puts his own hand on top of it and plays with Seonghwa's fingers.
The air is charged, they all have stopped talking. His eyes are still stuck on Hongjoong's lips, he feels hypnotized by them. The feelings of Seonghwa's dainty, long fingers in his hands makes him feel dizzy in the best way possible.
When Hongjoong's eyes go back and forth between his eyes and lips, Mingi hearts stutters in his chest. He gasps when their eyes meet again. Hongjoong's eyes are always so clear and intense, right now, they are filled with lust. It makes Mingi go crazy.
"I want to kiss you," Mingi blurs out before he can help himself. He feels Seonghwa's hand interlocking their fingers together. His heart is going to beat off of his chest.
"Kiss me," Hongjoong's order, his eyes burning into him like fire. Mingi obeys.
He surges forwards before his mind can stop him. When their lips meet, Mingi feels like he is falling into the void and Hongjoong's lips are the only thing saving him. His lips are so soft, Mingi can't help but whimper, he tightens his grip around Seonghwa's fingers and hears him gasp.
Hongjoong licks at his bottom lip with a hum and Mingi is a weak man, so he opens his mouth for Hongjoong's tongue. The first brush of their tongue together makes his mind fuzzy around the edges. He can feel Hongjoong's hands on his face, caressing his cheeks. He feels his fingers interlocked with Seonghwa's and his other hand at his waist, rubbing circles. It feels like heaven.
They need to break apart for air, sadly. Hongjoong caresses his cheeks one last time with a kiss to his nose. It makes Mingi's cheeks heat up even more than they already are. Hongjoong turns his head towards Seonghwa. Mingi is met with Seonghwa's breathtaking smile and face.
"Would you let me kiss you, baby?" Mingi whimpers pathetically at the pet name with a nod.
Seonghwa doesn't waste any time, he is rougher than Hongjoong in the best way possible, he takes over Mingi's mouth like he owns it and it tears sounds from his throat in a way that makes the room heat up. He can feel himself getting hard under Seonghwa's skilled long tongue, mapping the inside of his mouth. He is so dizzy. He barely registers Hongjoong's hand in his hair until he pulls slightly. The moan he lets out would have been embarrassing if he wasn't as horny as he is now. He needs them both so bad. Seonghwa kisses all over his cheeks, while Hongjoong's hand in his hair makes him whimper. Every flick of pain making his dick twitch in his pants helplessly.
"You sounds so pretty for us, puppy," Seonghwa whispers against his cheek.
The pet name makes him whine high in his throat, it makes Hongjoong's hand tightens in his hair. Mingi's hips snap up on their own at the pain, bringing attention to his hard dick staining against his pants.
"Aw, let's take care of you, love. Do you want that?" Seonghwa asks and Mingi nods eagerly.
"Use your words, sweetheart," Hongjoong says.
Mingi tries really hard to become something other than a mess of needy sounds. It takes some time but he focuses enough to finally be able to speak up.
"Please, I need you both." His voice is so high he barely recognizes it. They just kissed and he already feels fucked out.
"Good boy, let's get you into bed," Seonghwa says, Mingi moaning at the praise and tone of his voice. It makes his toes curls in his socked feet.
He gets up quickly enough to make the other two giggle. Mingi practically runs with both of their hands in each of his. The three of them are a mess of giggles by the time they get to the bedroom and Mingi's heart is so full, he could explodes right there.
He lets Hongjoong and Seonghwa get in first and take time in the doorway to take it all in. The chair is still next to bed and he can't help but smile seeing it. He feels like they've come a long way since then. This chair is beautiful in more ways than one.
"Come here," Hongjoong's whispers, gesturing to the place between him and Seonghwa on the bed.
Mingi follows easily. As soon as he sits they are both all over him. Seonghwa is kissing a trail up and down his neck, his dick twitches in his pants at the sensation, combined with Hongjoong massaging his thigh hard. He feels floaty, noises escaping him without him being fully aware of it.
He grips Seonghwa's hair with a moan, when he feels a hard nip on the underside of his jaw.
He watches entranced as Hongjoong gets up to get his clothes off, he gasps at the sight of his hard dick springing free from his underwear. He wants his mouth on it so bad, his mind blanks for a second and his mouth runs.
"I need to suck you off, please," he whines out. Seonghwa stops kissing his neck.
Hongjoong strokes himself for a second and Mingi's mouth pools with saliva. Seonghwa gets up to undresses himself. He's so beautiful, Mingi can't help but touch his waist and kiss the skin above it. He's so out of it, he barely register he did that until he feels Seonghwa's hand in his hair tugging, so he can look at him in the eyes.
"Be a good boy, undress yourself," Seonghwa commands. Mingi obeys, the only thing in his mind is the need to please them.
He undresses himself fast, almost falling face first on the floor as his feet get tangled in his pants. Thankfully Hongjoong and Seonghwa both hold him up so he doesn't fall, they both giggle fondly at him and Mingi pouts.
"Don't pout, baby. You're just so cute." Hongjoong's tone is so fond Mingi's dick twitch. He doesn't even have it in him to feel embarrassed.
He can see the hunger and desire in their eyes. "Hongjoong get on the bed," Seonghwa orders, eyes still fixated on Mingi.
"You said you wanted to suck him off? Let's do it together." Mingi almost passes out with how hot he feels at that comment. He nods as fast he can, he needs it. He hears Hongjoong moan on the bed and knows that he's not the only one going insane.
Seonghwa takes his hand and they both sit themselves on either side of Hongjoong, by his hips. Hongjoong has a hand wrapped at the base of his dick, like he's trying to stop himself from coming already. The head of his cock is so red, precum shining at his tip. Mingi can't help but licks his lips hungrily.
Seonghwa swats Hongjoong's hand off his dick, making him gasp. Seonghwa replaces Hongjoong's hand with his own. He licks his lips while looking at Mingi and makes a head motion towards the cock in his hand.
Mingi understands the message and licks the red, wet tip hungrily. He closes his eyes at the sensation, Hongjoong taste so good. He feels a tongue next to his, he moans loudly at it, making Hongjoong whimper at the feeling. A wave of precum hits his tongue, he lets it drip on his chin messily.
When he opens his eyes, he sees Seonghwa's blessed out face and almost comes right there. His eyes are half lidded and heavy, his plump lips red and shinny with precum. His eyes are trained on Mingi and they are so intense, Mingi whines without meaning to.
He feels Hongjoong's hand fly to his hair with a tight grip, he ruts his hips against the bed with another filthy moan. Hongjoong is leaking like a faucet in both of their mouth. It's so so so good.
Seonghwa pulls the head of Hongjoong's cock in his mouth fully while Mingi licks the precum of off Seonghwa's lips, stretched prettily around it.
When Seonghwa gets himself off of Hongjoong's head, he takes Mingi's jaw in his hand and makes him open his mouth. Mingi cores tighten when he understands what's about to happen. He gets his tongue out without being prompted. Seonghwa let's all the drool and precum in his mouth dribble out into Mingi's tongue. A needy noise escapes Mingi at the feeling of his mouth being full of Seonghwa's drool and Hongjoong's precum. He ruts against the bed again, making some of the mixture in his mouth drop on his chin and chest.
He swallows when Hongjoong's grip gets somehow even tighter on his scalp. "You two are going to kill me," Hongjoong whines out. Seonghwa just smirk at him and Mingi goes back to sucking on his tip. They alternate between sucking on Hongjoong's tip and choking themselves on his length. Mingi almost comes when Hongjoong hold him right at the base, his throat convulsing and his eyes getting teary at the sensation. He lets Hongjoong fuck his mouth for as long as he whishes before Seonghwa take his place. When he does, Mingi just goes to lick and suck on Hongjoong's balls, and it makes Hongjoong's whine high in his throat. Mingi is so hard he feels like he doesn't have any blood in his brain anymore.
"I'm going to cum," Hongjoong groans as his thrusts gets erratic in Seonghwa's face. Seonghwa pulls off immediately.
"Not yet, We have to fuck our puppy." Seonghwa voice is so raw and fucked out. Mingi shakes at the words. Hongjoong legs twitch at his aborted orgasm. He nods like a mad man, like what Seonghwa said is the best thing in the world. It truly is for Ming at least.
"Do you think you could take both of us at the same time?" Hongjoong asks. Mingi whines high in his throat, he doesn't know if he can but he will try his best, he needs them both inside of him.
"Please, I want it so bad," he pleads pitifully. Seonghwa coos at him softly and caress his cheek softly. "Let's get you all ready for us."
They re-arrange themselves on the bed, with Mingi laying on his back, holding his legs to his chest, exposing his hole to the greedy men in front of him. He can see them salivating, his cock twitches when Seonghwa caresses the inside of his thigh softly while Hongjoong is searching for the lube.
"You're so beautiful." Seonghwa voice sounds awestruck and Ming's heart clenches in his chest. "Kiss me," Mingi whispers And Seonghwa does. It's so soft and full of adoration that Mingi loses himself inside of it. He jumps slightly with a gasp when he feels Hongjoong thick finger prodding at his rim gently.
He circles it softly , Mingi can't help but sigh against Seonghwa lips. "Are you ready, puppy?" Seonghwa asks in his ear, Mingi nods his approval. Seonghwa turns his head to Hongjoong and nods. He sadly detaches himself from Mingi but he keeps his hand on Mingi's thigh and offers him a soft and proud smile that makes Mingi's heart flutters happily.
He finally feels Hongjoong's lubed finger enters him bit by bit. He takes his time exploring Mingi's inside with only one finger. When he finally finds his prostate, Mingi arches his back off the bed with a drawn-out moan.
"Found it!" Hongjoong exclaims happily. If Mingi wasn't so lost in pleasure he would have giggled with Seonghwa. He moans instead when he feels a second finger that enters him.
Hongjoong doesn't let him breathe, hitting his prostate dead on with his two fingers. Mingi feels so close to the edge, he's a mess of moan and whimpers. When he feels like he's about to come, Hongjoong withdraws his fingers, leaving him gaping around nothing.
Hongjoong smirks at him meanly. "Not yet, puppy. You need to take us both." He sounds so condescending. Mingi just whines in frustration.
He feels three fingers at his entrance, they are different, both are thick and tiny, the other one his longer and thinner. Mingi throw his head back in pleasure at the realization that they are about to finger him together.
He feels the three fingers enters him, he absolutely melts into it, he loves the stretch so much. He begs for more before he can stop himself and three fingers turn into four when Seonghwa adds another finger, the stretch so delicious, he's almost dizzy with it. After a while Mingi craves more. He needs both of them inside of him.
"Please, I'm ready… I need you both inside," he begs with a whine. The fingers inside of him stops.
"Are you sure, love?" Seonghwa asks worriedly. Mingi nods needily. "I promise I can take it, I like when it hurts."
Hongjoong throws his head back with a groans. Seonghwa smiles predatorily at him. "Okay, let's do this ."
Seonghwa manhandles him, Mingi's back against his chest, while Hongjoong is on top of him. Hongjoong kisses him softly on the lips and kisses him all over his face.
"You're so good for us, puppy," he whispers against Mingi's lips, It makes him sigh contently. He gets off from on top of him to watch them both underneath him. He feels Seonghwa's hands on his ass cheeks, spreading him for Hongjoong to see. Hongjoong's rubs at his hole with his thumb, Mingi whines again. Finally Hongjoong takes a hold of Seonghwa's dick and taps it against Mingi's hole a few times. It makes Seonghwa's breath stutter against his ear, sending a shiver down his spine.
When Hongjoong's pushes the head in, Mingi sees stars behind his eyelid. The stretch is so good he's moaning and drooling all over himself. Seonghwa pushes more and more of his length inside, he's gentle with it. He's groaning into Mingi's ear when he bottoms out. They stay like this for a second, catching their breath. Seonghwa starts moving when Mingi huffs impatiently, He uses long and slow movement that makes Mingi moans needily. He feels lubed fingers next to Seonghwa's cock gently teasing his hole. He almost scream when a finger enters him, the sound aborted from his throat. Seonghwa stills as Hongjoong moves his finger around to stretch him more.
"You're doing so good baby, breathe for me," Hongjoong's coax as he puts a second fingers in. Mingi feels like he's floating out of his body, he lets the scream out this time. It feels overwhelmingly good and the stretch hurts just the right way for him to completely let himself go between them.
"Feels so good," Mingi blabbers, totally out of it. Seonghwa fingers nails are burying themselves in his ass cheek, it adds to the flames in his body.
After a while of stretching there's four fingers next to Seonghwa cock who has been whimpering in his ear each time Mingi clenches around them.
"Are you ready, baby," Hongjoong ask, voice tight. Mingi nods his head with a mumbled mess of "Yesyesyes."
He feels the head of Hongjoong's cock breach his hole and almost die. He's so full and it's so perfect he can feel tears spring from his eyes they're both inside of him. He's so full of both of them, this is heaven.
He cry out when Hongjoong pushes himself inch by inch slowly with kisses and whispered praise against Mingi's skin. When he bottoms out Mingi is full on crying. Seonghwa keeps caressing his thighs and kissing every patch of skin that he can reach. Hongjoong is caressing him all over and kissing all over his face, he keeps telling Mingi how much of a good puppy he is and how he is perfect for them.
In that moment Mingi is sure he's in love with them. He kisses Hongjoong lips with all he has. Hongjoong starts moving a bit, until only the tip is inside, he slams himself back in and both Mingi and Seonghwa groan in unison.
Both Hongjoong and Seonghwa are working in tandem, fucking him full of their cocks and Mingi swears he can feel them in his stomach. It's so good Mingi is just a mess of drool and needy noises. He feels himself getting closer and closer when Seonghwa and Hongjoong keep taking turns hitting his prostate dead on. He's so full of pleasure and love. He hears that Hongjoong is close vaguely and suddenly there's a hand on his dick. It takes him barely two stroke for him to come. He whimpers pitifully when he does and he feels cums filling him to the brim, both Seonghwa and Hongjoong pumping him full. He's shaking like a leaf when he comes back to himself. They are both still inside of him and whisper sweet nothing to him and each other.
Hongjoong is the first one to see he came back to himself. "Are you okay, my love?" He ask. Mingi nods, he feels okay, overwhelmed and pliant but okay. Seonghwa kisses his cheek softly. "We are so proud of you. You did so good baby." Seonghwa voice is so full of emotions it makes Mingi whines, he turns his head to kiss Seonghwa's skin. They both coo at him and Mingi feels shy. He suddenly remembers that they are booth inside of him so it feels dumb to feel shy at that. He paws at Hongjoong's chest with a pout, it's hard to talk but he feels a bit dirty and wants to wipe the cum out of him.
"You want us to pull out?" Hongjoong ask and Mingi nods. Hongjoong's whispers an 'okay' against his forehead. The noise Mingi makes when Hongjoong pulls out is absolutely filthy. His asshole is gaping wide and he gasping at the sudden emptiness. Seonghwa waits a bit to pull out too and Mingi is thankful for it. They both go on each of his side while he drips cums on the sheets, he is feeling guilty about it.
"I'm dripping on the sheets," he says. Hongjoong giggles at him as he gets out of bed. "It's okay, we will change the sheets. Do you want a shower or a bath?" Seonghwa asks. He thinks about it for a second, he has no strength in him to stay up for more than two minutes but he's scared to fall asleep in the bath and drown.
"Can you stay with me if i take a bath?" Seonghwa nods. "I will even run it for you. Wait here." Seonghwa jumps out of bed. Again they are perfectly in sync, Hongjoong appears back with a warmth cloth that he uses to wipe at Mingi's tummy and abused hole. He does it so softly and lovingly, Mingi smiles at him.
"Let's take you to your bath, princess," Hongjoong says with a smile and light taps against his thigh. Mingi shakes his head with a giggle at the pet name.
Hongjoong helps him walk to the bathroom next to their room where Seonghwa is waiting for him with a warm bath ready. He sinks into it with a pleased sigh, he vaguely hears Hongjoong mumbles about changing the sheet before he leaves. The bath smells like Seonghwa and it makes Mingi happy to know that he will smell like him.
The silence in the bathroom is comfortable and good, Seonghwa just looking at him happily, while Mingi feels his muscles unclench slowly in the warm water. He gets off the bath thirty minutes later feeling like the happiest man alive. Seonghwa gives him one of his underwear and shirt to sleep in so it doesn't feel cold.
The three of them in the same attire cuddling in bed he lets his mouth run, protected by the dark of the room.
"I think I love you guys," he whispers. He feels both of their joined hands on his belly twitch.
"We know, we love you too," Seonghwa whispers back while he feels Hongjoong nods against his neck.
They will talk about them being more in the morning, one thing is sure, they love each other.
three (is better than two) ᯓ★ matz + mingi 1/2
✮⋆˙ pairing: kim hongjoong x park seonghwa x song mingi
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They first meet Mingi at Yunho's birthday party. The younger is so excited to introduce the couple to his childhood best friend who is always traveling.
Hongjoong and Seonghwa exchange a look as soon as they see him. He’s tall, beautiful and introduces himself with such confidence. Hongjoong is left with his mouth hanging open, big curious eyes focused on Mingi.
Mingi is talking to him, probably asking his name, Hongjoong is too busy staring at his plump lips moving to hear him.
Seonghwa giggles at him and squeezes his cheek. “Don’t mind him, he’s a little shy. I’m Seonghwa. This is Hongjoong.”
Mingi giggles and bows slightly as a greeting. “Don’t worry, I don't mind shy at all. I even find it cute," he says, his voice gets deeper towards the end, Hongjoong inside is shaking a little bit.
Seonghwa’s smile gets bigger. Hongjoong feels like a prey between two hungry wolves. Mingi's deep eyes are still fixated on him. He tries his best not to shake.
The three of them fall easily into passionate conversations about fashion and music. Seonghwa squeals with joy when Mingi says that he produces music as a passion, mentioning how Hongjoong is a workaholic, writing and producing for a famous company. Hongjoong can’t help but giggles at his boyfriend's antics and kisses his forehead softly.
He doesn’t miss Mingi’s burning gaze at the intimate gesture, it makes heat stir into Hongjoong’s tummy. He’s fucked.
-`♡´-
“What do you think about Mingi?” Seonghwa’s voice sounds sleepy.
They’re cuddling in bed, Seonghwa’s head is on his chest.
Hongjoong stops playing with Seonghwa’s hair. Both of them are half asleep, the question is confusing.
“Uh...I guess he’s cool?” It sounds more like a question, Hongjoong feels embarrassed.
Seonghwa just laughs at him. “Yeah, he’s so cool,” he sighs dreamily.
If instead of feeling jealous like Hongjoong probably should, a warm feeling spreads in his chest, that’s his problem. He decides to just sleep on it, lulled by Seonghwa's soft breathing.
-`♡´-
A dangerous game starts. He should have known that Seonghwa will read him like a book, he always does. They have been together for so long now, understanding each other comes as easily as breathing.
In the beginning it's just more mentions of Mingi in their daily life. Like how Mingi would love the new pink shirt Seonghwa is wearing, how he would love Hongjoong's new track. It's innocent enough, until it's not.
They both misses Mingi immensely, they haven't been able to hang out at all this month. Hongjoong’s heart tightens with want.
-`♡´-
Seonghwa is pounding into him in an almost feral way. Hongjoong is so close, just a gust of wind on his cock will do it for him. They're both moaning so loud.
“I bet Mingi would love to see you like this, baby.” Seonghwa's voice is so raw and breathy, it makes his needy walls clench around Seonghwa’s big length.
“That's it, baby, milk my cock. For Mingi.” Hongjoong whines, head thrown back in pleasure.
He's clenching so hard around Seonghwa’s big cock, the man is whimpering and uttering nonsense, releasing hotly in Hongjoong’s ass.
Hongjoong has tears in his eyes, he feels like he's somehow betraying Seonghwa for being so attracted to Mingi. But it feels so good.
“Baby, it's okay, I want him too.” The words are whispered against his forehead, with a barely there kiss.
Hongjoong gasp at the revelation, head a little bit too fuzzy to fully understand what is being said. His cock still hard, twitching slightly against his belly. Seonghwa smirks.
“You needy little thing, let me take care of it.” The smirk never leaves his face as he’s kissing and licking every inch of Hongjoong’s body. It feels too good to be loved like this.
When Seonghwa finally starts sucking on the head of his cock, Hongjoong sees stars. Seonghwa has always been too good with his mouth, he looks so content with a mouth full of cock. The sight makes Hongjoong burn all over.
Seonghwa usually always teases when he gives head, like the pleasure of having his mouth full is more important than actually getting Hongjoong off. That never was a problem, Hongjoong loves Seonghwa more than anything and will always be happy with what is being given to him.
Hongjoong starts shaking and whining as Seonghwa doesn’t waste any time in taking him as far as he can, throat convulsing, tongue swirling, face totally blissful. Seonghwa just chokes himself on it, like it’s the best thing he ever felt.
Seonghwa is moaning around him, going up and down fast, resting at the base until he gags, pretty eyes so big and filled with tears.
Hongjoong cums with a shout. Seonghwa swallows it all with a happy smile, spreading kisses all over his thighs and tummy.
The realization of what just happened hits him. “Were you serious about Mingi?” Hongjoong’s voice sounds tiny and unsure.
Seonghwa lets go of his thighs and pushes himself up to face Hongjoong. Seonghwa’s eyes are so intense and beautiful, they make Hongjoong’s inside burn.
“Yes, I was. Does that bother you, baby?” Seonghwa’s voice is so soft, his eyes are still piercing Hongjoong.
“No It doesn’t.” They’re speaking so softly to each other, as if talking about another man during sex and getting off on it is something normal.
Seonghwa smiles brightly at him and kisses his nose “I love you.” the words are whispered so softly against his skin, Hongjoong sighs happily. “I love you too.”
Everything is fine between them and things escalate.
-`♡´-
Mingi is finally back home from Japan, to say that Hongjoong and Seonghwa are excited to see him is an understatement. They invite him for a little party at their apartment, Yunho was supposed to be here too but he cancels at the last minute so it’s just the three of them tonight. Hongjoong tries not to shake at the idea.
Seonghwa senses his nerves as they prepare drinks and snacks together.
“Don’t worry sweetheart, whatever happens, remember I love you more than anything.” Seonghwa's eyes are full of love and adoration and Hongjoong can’t help but kiss him with everything he has in him.
Seonghwa and him had a serious conversation about their mutual attraction for Mingi and what it meant for them as a couple. Hongjoong expected tears and maybe even heartbreak but none of that came.
Instead they both acknowledged their feelings without judgment, their love is still as strong as ever, even stronger in some ways.
When Seonghwa suggested that they should make a move on Mingi and see where it goes, he laughed, an honest one. He really thought it was a joke until he saw that Seonghwa was not laughing at all. Of course he said yes and if he sounded extremely eager then that’s okay.
When Mingi finally knocks on the door Hongjoong's nerves feels raw, thankfully Seonghwa is always here for him.
Seonghwa squeezes his arm and kisses his nose on the way to open the front door.
“I missed you guys so much,” Mingi almost yell, his voice is so happy it makes Hongjoong smile.
Mingi wraps his arms around Seonghwa in a tight hug rocking him from side to side, Seonghwa’s smile is so big, Hongjoong’s heart feels like it’s exploding in his chest.
When Mingi turns to him, his eyes are filled with happiness. There's something soft too, maybe a little too soft for friends looking at each other, he doesn't want to dwell on it.
Mingi practically runs to him, hugs him so tight, he feels himself being lifted off the ground and spun around, he can’t help but giggle and wraps his arms around Mingi’s neck. He can feel the goosebumps erupting there and tries to calm down his racing heart.
He can hear Seonghwa’s soft laugh next to him, he feels like he’s going to fly off in happiness between them.
When Mingi puts him down he looks at the floor shyly. “Sorry guys, I got really happy seeing you.” Seonghwa only laughs and rubs Mingi arm softly in comfort.
Seeing this soft and shy side of Mingi makes Hongjoong’s head spin a little with affection and want. He knows Seonghwa well enough to know the older man feels the same.
“Don’t worry, we missed you so much, I would have exploded if you didn’t hug me.” Hongjoong tries to make his voice as comforting as possible, trying to chase the shyness he feels.
“Yeah, I agree with that,” Seonghwa whispers softly, they’re all close enough to hear him though. The three of them are in their own little world.
There’s tension, no one is moving, all of them just smiling softly at each other.
Seonghwa finally breaks the tension “Let’s get some drinks!” He sounds so overjoyed, Hongjoong feels it too.
They eat, they drink and they talk a lot. Mingi tells them all about his trip to Japan and how it helped him create some of the best music he ever made. The couple talk about Seonghwa’s upcoming modeling gig and Hongjoong’s new design idea.
The conversation gets more and more giggly and disjointed the more they drink. Seonghwa gets more touchy, Mingi gets more whiny and Hongjoong gets even more quiet.
“I need to dance like I'm dying tomorrow,” Mingi’s wines, eyes big and pleading, looking up at Seonghwa, who’s sitting on Hongjoong’s lap.
Hongjoong chokes on his drink at the sight, they’re all a little tipsy already and the energy has been charged with heat for a while now. Seonghwa looks like he’s going to explode, his eyes are full of desire and Hongjoong has to scratch his throat not to die.
“Yeah, let’s go,” Seonghwa breathes quietly and Hongjoong tries very hard to not think about how it’s almost in the same tone that he uses when mentioning Mingi during sex.
Mingi is giggling then his eyes falls on Hongjoong, he stops abruptly and gasps. Hongjoong’s eyes must reveal everything he’s feeling inside. Seonghwa turns to him, His eyes are burning, there’s so much heat, Hongjoong feels like he’s going to explode.
Seonghwa kisses him with so much passion, he can’t help the loud moan he lets out.
“Holy shit,” Mingi whines when Seonghwa starts sucking on Hongjoong’s tongue.
Maybe they should talk about this, ask if It’s okay, If Mingi is comfortable, but Hongjoong’s mind is getting fuzzy around the edges, thanks to Seonghwa’s skilled mouth.
Hongjoong is getting hard embarrassingly fast. Seonghwa is kissing him like a starving man. It's wet and desperate, he can feel the spit on both of their chins. Mingi is watching them with eyes full of burning desire, Hongjoong is getting deliciously dizzy.
When Seonghwa starts grinding slowly on his hard on, Hongjoong gasp and breaks their heavy make out session. Seonghwa giggles and licks the spit off of Hongjoong’s chin.
The sound of Mingi’s loud moan makes both of their heads turn to him. His eyes are so deep and fixated on them. Hongjoong is starting to shake.
Seonghwa stops giggling, he watches Mingi like he’s stalking a prey. Hongjoong has to bite back a whine at the intensity of it all.
“Like what you see?" The smirk on Seonghwa’s face makes him look almost feral.
Mingi just nods eagerly, mouth parted and eyes half closed, he looks so fucked out. Hongjoong hips snap up on their own, creating delicious friction that makes Seonghwa almost whimper.
Hongjoong can see Mingi squirming at the sound and can’t help but to smirk. They’re going to destroy him.
“Do you want to see more?” The words are out before Hongjoong can stop them, he’s on fire, the desire he feels is cramping his stomach deliciously.
“Please.” Mingi’s voice is so needy and whiny. Seonghwa laughs meanly and Hongjoon’s cock twitches in his pants.
“What do you want to see?” Seonghwa’s voice is so deep and heady, everything feels like it's going to burn.
Mingi looks somehow confused at the question, like he can’t believe the words that came out of Seonghwa’s mouth.
“I can choose?” Mingi’s sounds small, his big puppy-like eyes staring at them with trust and adoration. It makes pure fondness bloom in Hongjoong’s chest.
Seonghwa coos at Mingi softly “Of course puppy, we think you deserve it.” Seonghwa’s voice is so soft and a little bit condescending. Hongjoong tries really hard not to moan at it.
Hongjoong's effort totally fails when Mingi lets out a loud whine, hips bucking up helplessly in the air. He’s so hard and big, his tight pants don’t hide anything and Mingi seems too deep in pleasure to care about hiding himself.
“You like being called puppy?” Seonghwa’s tones could bring any men in the world to their knees.
Mingi nods eagerly. He's so fucking cute, Hongjoong giggles at him. The sounds makes Seonghwa smirk again.
"He's such a needy puppy, Isn't he?" Seonghwa is still watching Mingi with rapt attention as he talks to Hongjoong, it makes something burns brightly inside of him, he can't get enough.
Mingi reactions are so fascinating. He's a total mess already, untouched, needy and the noises he makes are getting the both of them dizzy with heady arousal.
Seonghwa is so hard on top of him. Hongjoong knows he is dying to get off and rub their aching cock together through their clothes. But Seonghwa asked Mingi what he wanted to see and he is a man of his words. They will put on a good show for him.
Hongjoong is getting impatient with Mingi lack of answer. He's so hard he doesn't think there's any blood in his brain anymore.
"Tell us what you want, come on, you ca do it," Hongjoong coos at him with a soft voice.
Mingi's eyes rolls back from his skull. He whines so pathetically. His hips keeps humping the air and Hongjoong is salivating with want. Seonghwa is keeping a strong mask but he's not in better state than any of them. The grip he has around Hongjoong's neck keeps getting stronger at every new reactions from Mingi.
"Can you kiss again…Please." Mingi's voice breaks off on his plea. Hongjoong smile at him.
"Good puppy," Seonghwa whispers before turning back to Hongjoong with a burning gaze.
There's still some leftover spit on Seonghwa's chin. Hongjoong is going crazy.
When their lips meet again, the kiss turns filthy fast. Seonghwa keeps sucking on his tongue and biting his bottom lip to catch his breathe. Hongjoong can't help but moan, snapping his hips up. he thinks he's never been this horny in his life.
He can hear Mingi needy sighs over the filthy sounds of their kissing. Hongjoong needs to get inside of Seonghwa, he needs to hear how Mingi will go crazy seeing it. They need to move to their bed.
He tries to speak but Seonghwa is not letting him. Hongjoong had never seen him so feral, it's the hottest thing ever.
"We should…Move. Bed," Hongjoong says under Seonghwa's hungry lips. Seonghwa breaks the kiss and nods eagerly. He gets off of his lap and Hongjoong feels suddenly cold. He gets warm again really fast when his eyes falls on Mingi.
Mingi looks absolutely ethereal. His head is thrown back, his cheeks are so pink and his plump lips are hanging open slightly in pleasure. Hongjoong feels the sickeningly sweet feeling of wanting to destroy him. He wants to see Mingi's beautiful eyes filled with tears from blinding pleasure.
The realization makes Hongjoong burns all over. He wonders if Seonghwa feels the same urge.
"Come on. Let's get comfy into bed instead of the couch," Seonghwa coax softly, he gets closer to Mingi and makes grabby hands at him. The sight makes Hongjoong's heart soars in his chest.
Mingi giggles is infatuating. He can see the softness in Seonghwa's eyes and he knows he's not the only one affected by his cute antics.
The three of them looks funny, all of them with hard on that could cut wood, yet, fondness is the principle emotion in Hongjoong's chest at the moment.
"Let's go," Seonghwa says excitedly while almost running with Mingi's hand in his. Hongjoong runs after them with a fond smile.
"I knew that chair would come in handy one day." Hongjoong laughs at Seonghwa's comments as he's taking off his shirt. He hears Mingi gasp. He's still in the doorway of their room, he looks like he's too shy to come in. Hongjoong coos at him softly once again.
"You can come in baby. We want you here." Hongjoong beckons Mingi with his hands, it works wonderfully.
Mingi waddles cutely to him and squeezes Hongjoong's hands with his bottom lip worried between his teeth, making them even more plump. Hongjoong dreams of kissing them.
Hongjoong feels Seonghwa's hands on his naked waist, his breath down his neck, the weight of his body on his back. The heat in his belly is back with Mingi staring with awe at his chest and Seonghwa touching him so sweetly.
Mingi lets go of his hands to sit on the chair next to the bed. It's an expensive chair that Seonghwa brought on a whim when he got into knitting. It looks like a throne with Mingi on it.
Seonghwa kisses his neck, flicks his right nipple and Hongjoong just melt.
"Come on, baby, get on the bed for me." Hongjoong knows that's an order, he wants to obey.
Seonghwa still spins him around and throws him on the bed. He hears the gasp that Mingi lets out above his own, he can't wait to see him fall apart.
Seonghwa takes off his shirt before almost pouncing on him like an animal. Hongjoong can tell Seonghwa is feeling needy, he is feeling the same. They've been hard for what feels like hours and the addition of Mingi burning gaze on them adds heat in ways that Hongjoong never felt before.
Seonghwa sits himself on his clothed cock with a pleased sigh. He is so beautiful, with his head throwback, his long black hair fanning his face in waves. Hongjoong loves him so much his heart aches with it.
Hongjoong puts his hands on Seonghwa's hips, squeezing them with a bruising force, he's feeling too needy, he needs more pressure on his aching cock.
"Please, need more, baby," Hongjoong begs. Seonghwa smirks at him and turns his head slowly towards Mingi.
"What do you think, puppy, does he deserve more?" Mingi eyes get bigger at being addressed suddenly.
Mingi big eyes are so soft. The way his lips are pouted out cutely, like he's actually thinking about it makes Hongjoong's heart flutter in his chest.
Seonghwa is loving this. Hongjoong can feel it in the way Seonghwa is almost shaking with the power he has over the both of them. It's so delicious.
Mingi nods eagerly, it makes Seonghwa laugh. "He's lucky you're here. I usually tease him until he cries." Seonghwa words are true. Hongjoong has to cry for it most of the time. He loves it.
Mingi eyes get even bigger, Hongjoong swears he saw his dick twitch in his tight pants. Maybe one day he could cry for Mingi too.
His thoughts are cut shorts when he feels Seongwha takes off his pants and underwear in one smooth pull. Hongjoong lets out a relieved sigh at his dick finally being free, snapping against his belly. The impact making it twitch. He is more needy than usual and he knows it too.
Seonghwa is watching him like a hawk, his eyes are so intense and piercing. When Seonghwa turns to Mingi with a smile on his face, Hongjoong's heart beats faster.
Seonghwa slaps Hongjoong's tip without any warning, not even a glance his way. Hongjoong gasp, Mingi moan and Seonghwa laughs sounds so mean. Hongjoong's insides are melting.
His cock is already leaking precum messily all over Seonghwa's hand. He tries really hard to not hump it desperately, but it's getting hard to focus on anything but the burning feeling in his guts.
Seonghwa eyes are back on him. His hungry eyes trailing all over Hongjoong's body as his hands map every inch of his skin, it makes Hongjoong sighs contently.
Hongjoong throws his head back in pleasure with a shuddering sigh when Seonghwa flicks his nipple. When Seonghwa pinch his other nipple roughly, Hongjoong arches his back into the touch with a loud moan.
Hongjoong can see the restless bouncing of Mingi's leg in the corner of his eye. He knows Mingi is trying really hard to not touch himself right now, if it's because he is waiting for permission or because he is shy, Hongjoong doesn't know. All Hongjoong knows is that he will probably die of need at the sight of Mingi's dick.
Seonghwa finally decides its time for him to get naked too. He gets off of Hongjoong thighs to take off his pants and underwear as fast as possible.
Seonghwa is back on Hongjoong's thighs so fast Hongjoong barely had time to miss his warmth. The gasp that Mingi lets out at the reveal makes him feel so dizzy in the best way possible, it's a bit overwhelming but he loves it so much.
Seonghwa isn't any better than him. His cock is so hard it looks like it hurts. Hongjoong wants to rub both of their cock together until they paint both of their stomach white. He whines at the thought. Seonghwa's eyes turns dark at the noise.
"Baby, are you feeling needy already?" It's condescending in the best way possible, it makes Hongjoong's hips snap against Seonghwa, their cocks brushing against each other in a fleeting moment. It's enough to make Hongjoong absolutely lose it, he nods his head eagerly with a loud moan.
"Aw, it's okay sweetheart, I'm going to take care of you good. I always do."
Hongjoong's whole body is shaking. It gets even worst when he turns his head towards Mingi, seeing him palming himself through his pants. It makes saliva pools in Hongjoong's mouth.
When Seonghwa turns to Mingi, he gasps, Hongjoong understands, Mingi is so beautiful and he palms himself so roughly like he's enjoying the hard friction of his clothes against his probably aching cock. They should have know that Mingi likes pain.
"Keep touching yourself like that," Seonghwa's whispers, eyes still fixated on Mingi. Mingi whole body trashes against his hand with the loudest moan Hongjoong ever heard from someone. It makes Seonghwa grind their cock together with a harsh thrust. He is going to cum in mere seconds if this keeps going.
Seonghwa finally gets the lube from the nightstand and Hongjoong could cry out in relief. He doesn't miss the way Mingi stares at Seonghwa's ass like it's the best he ever seen, it makes heat crawl everywhere inside of him.
"I'm going to ride you." A pointed look towards Hongjoong, "The both of you aren't allowed to cum until i say so." A patronizing look towards Mingi.
They both whine loudly at Seonghwa's command while the other man doesn't waste any time in lubing his fingers and prepping himself. Hongjoong kisses Seonghwa while he fingers himself, swallowing every one of his needy moans. His eyes are locked with Mingi, he can see how fast his chest is moving with every labored breath he takes. The heat in Mingi's eyes makes Hongjoong wants to explode right there and then.
Seonghwa breaks off their kiss, instructs Hongjoong to sit against the headboard and for Mingi to free his cock from his pants and underwear.
The reveal of Mingi's cock will be burned in Hongjoong's mind forever. It's long and thick and it makes Hongjoong go absolutely insane, the head of Mingi's cock is so wet and a angry red in color, it justify the whine that Hongjoong lets out. He doesn't know what he wants more, Mingi's cock inside every ones of his holes or watching Mingi pounds into Seonghwa until they are both crying. He wants it all.
Seonghwa's reaction isn't any better, he gets really still, big eyes going back and forth between Mingi's face and his monster cock. Hongjoong can see the desire in Seonghwa's eyes, he knows the taller man is burning to jump and suck off Mingi until he sees stars. Hongjoong can't help to smile, they are both a little crazy about Mingi.
Mingi suddenly whines, covering his face with both of his hands. "Don't be shy baby, you're so beautiful," Seonghwa reassures while Hongjoong nods eagerly in agreement.
Seeing Mingi's cock twitch so clearly because of the praise makes Hongjoong's leg twitch with need. His cock is achingly hard, almost purple at the head, he's sure he's going to explode as soon as Seonghwa takes him.
"Fuck, please, Seonghwa," Hongjoong begs loudly, a bit louder than intended.
Seonghwa finally looks back at him, his eyes are so dark, Hongjoong wants to drown in them forever.
Seonghwa kisses his nose softly and smile at Mingi, his eyes already burning into the both of them with desire and something that Hongjoong can only see as fondness.
"Are you ready for the show, puppy," Seonghwa asks, smirk back on his lips.
"Please," Mingi begs, his voice is so rough, he sounds so fucked out, it makes Hongjoong's hand tighten around Seonghwa's hips who let out a whimper at the sensation.
Seonghwa doesn't waste anymore time after that. He position himself above Hongjoong's cock with a hand on the base of it that made Hongjoong gasps in a mixture of pain and pleasure.
When the tips gets in Hongjoong almost explode, his eyes close on instinct, he has to fight with himself to not bury himself inside of Seonghwa in one deep thrust. His grip on Seonghwa's hips is so tight he fears the marks are going to take days to go away, thankfully Seonghwa loves it. Slowly Seonghwa sinks to the base of Hongjoong cocks and it's like heaven. He can hear Seonghwa labored breath above him and Mingi heavy breathing.
"Open your eyes," Seonghwa commands, as always Hongjoong obeys. Seonghwa turns his eyes to the side and force him look at Mingi.
"Look how needy we are making him," he whispers against Hongjoong's ear. The sight of Mingi slowly pumping his cock with two of his fingers in his mouth just sucking away, makes Hongjoong throws his head back in pleasure with a loud moan. Seonghwa takes the opportunity to start riding Hongjoong like he never done before.
The sounds of skin slapping against skin is deafening, yet, Hongjoong moans are somehow louder, he can't stop starring at Mingi's beautiful face contorted in pure pleasure, he is so beautiful. He is obedient to Hongjoong can see him squeezes the base of his cock to stop himself from cumming with a helpless whine. It makes Hongjoong's lower belly cramps with the need to cum.
Hongjoong can tell that Seonghwa is close, his up and down motion are getting sloppy and needy. Hongjoong plants his feet on the mattress, stops Seonghwa's motions, finally he starts thrusting when he sees Seonghwa nods at him. He is thrusting at a feral pace, eyes still stuck on Mingi who's hand is going faster on his cock. Seonghwa moans are getting louder and louder. They are all so close. Seonghwa snaps. "Please cum inside of me, fill me up. Do it for Mingi," Seonghwa almost yells in delirious pleasure, It creates a chains reaction. Mingi whines loudly and cums all over himself, his whole body trashing around with overwhelming pleasure. The words plus the beautiful spectacle of Mingi's orgasm does it for Hongjoong, he cums with a loud groan that makes Seonghwa clenches around him, milking him, as he cums all over Hongjoong's chest. Hongjoong kind of blacks out for a second after what must be one of the most intense orgasm of his life. When he comes back to himself, Seonghwa is kissing his face and Mingi is holding his hand.
"There you go, how are you baby?" Seonghwa asks softly with a loopy smile.
"Better than ever," he whispers as he squeezes Mingi's hand.
He doesn't know how the three of them ended up in bed together, all of them naked, still covered in sweat and cum, he just know that he's never feel better between them. He turns to Mingi and kisses his cheek softly, he can see the blush spreading over his cheeks, going all the way down to his chest.
"You're the best, you know that," he whispers again, not wanting to break the calm and soft atmosphere.
The blushing gets worst, Seonghwa giggles, both Mingi and Hongjoong looks at him and smile. Mingi kisses both Hongjoong's and Seonghwa's hand with a smitten smile. "I think the both of you are the best thing ever." Mingi's voice is so soft and raw something in Hongjoong explodes, he pulls both Mingi and Seonghwa closer and kisses both of their forehead. They will talk about what that means for them later, for now being close is enough.
tear me apart (build me back up) ᯓ★ woogi
✮⋆˙ pairing: song mingi x jung wooyoung
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✮⋆˙ tags: omegaverse, alpha mingi, sub mingi, omega wooyoung, dom wooyoung, top mingi, bottom wooyoung, sub space, face slapping, wooyoung is a lil mean but mingi loves it, love cofession during sex
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Mingi never really felt ashamed about his preferences. Yeah he is a big buff alpha, but he is mostly a soft sweetheart who loves to please his partners in every way he can.
Giving up control was really what he is made for in bed, at least in his fantasies.
He never actually experienced it, all of his previous partners being somehow submissive omegas. Not that he minded truly, he knows what is expected of him, fuck hard and fast and get his knot up to pump them full of his cum. Some ask him to be rough, others to be mean, and Mingi always delivers, because that’s what is expected of him.
The fantasy of a beautiful omega mounting him, slapping him in the face and just taking and taking from him is reserved for when he’s feeling extra needy and like he’s going to break.
So yeah, he might not feel ashamed, but he does feel a bit alienated from his other alpha peers. He remembers talking about it with Yunho who just giggled at him and said that he was probably drunk and confused. Which to excuse Yunho he was drunk, but it made him loose-lipped instead of confused.
He learned to keep it to himself then, still not ashamed though, after all it was just a fantasy. That was all before Wooyoung.
-`♡´-
Wooyoung has always been full of confidence. He radiates so much of it, in fact, Mingi was intimated the first time they met. Shaking slightly under the omega’s beautiful eyes, staring dumbly, trying not to drown in the depth of them.
Mingi remembers the smirk on Wooyoung’s lips back then. Beautiful and a little cocky, like he already figured everything about Mingi by just looking at him for a few moments.
Thinking about it, it’s probably true. Mingi is a weak man for pretty omegas and there’s something so electric and hypnotizing about Wooyoung.
They talked the night away, there was flirting too, a lot of it. Wooyoung touched his arm while giggling, showing off his beautiful sharp teeth. Mingi absolutely didn't think about them all over his skin, making him bleed sweetly.
They somehow kept themselves behaved, not acting on the carnal desire they both were feeling. Mingi could smell how much Wooyoung was into him, his own scent probably gave himself away too.
-`♡´-
In the present days Mingi is somehow getting obsessed with Wooyoung. It’s getting a bit dangerous. The memory of his sweet smell, vanilla with a hint of cocoa and his beautiful smile, with sharp canines that Mingi absolutely doesn’t think about making him bleed when he touches himself.
That’s a complete lie. Wooyoung has somehow taken over his every thought, sexy or not. He dreams of taking him on a sweet date to eat his favorite meal, and take him to bed where Wooyoung will take him apart and make him sob for more. It’s all he’s dreaming of. But that’s the thing about dreams, that’s all they are. Yeah, they are both extremely into each other, and Wooyoung has this domineering aura, coupled with beautiful confidence, but something inside of Mingi doesn’t want to hope.
Mingi had always been awkward, standing a bit too slouched for an alpha. He knows he is attractive, but that doesn’t make his awkwardness better anyway.
He tries not to think about Wooyoung's type. What if he likes confident, mean and rough alphas? He is big and strong but he’s so into Wooyoung he doesn’t know if he could pretend to be one of those with him.
They never really had the chance to hang out one on one since they met. It’s usually group hang out, where Wooyoung gets swiped away by a very excited and tipsy San most of the time and that’s okay. Mingi just watches them with heart eyes as they dance their hearts away.
Watching Wooyoung dance is one of his favorite things in the world. He moves like he’s made of water, his hips are to die for. Mingi often gets lost in it and Hongjoong has to pull him back to earth with a soft laugh and attempted conversation that sometimes gets ignored with how much Mingi is hypnotized by Wooyoung’s beautiful body just moving freely.
Mingi really isn’t subtle about his attraction to Wooyoung either, everyone has been catching on, teasing him any chance they get. He gets it, he takes it in waves and doesn’t even try to deny it anymore. Wooyoung must know too, but Mingi tries not to think about it.
-`♡´-
“You should take me on a date,” Wooyoung’s voice is serious. Mingi chokes on his drink.
“What?”
“You should take me on a date,” his time he sounds a bit more frustrated.
Mingi’s brain feels like mush as the words process in his mind. His dream man is asking him to take him on a date.
“Yes, I will.” He sounds eager even to his own ears. Wooyoung beams at him.
-`♡´-
They’re in Mingi’s apartment and Wooyoung’s piercing eyes are killing him. Wooyoung is looking at him as if he would eat him whole and not even leave the bones out. The heat between them feels like Mingi could touch it and play with it.
Wooyoung is in front of him and staring at him, his scent turning more and more cocoa like by the minute and Mingi tries so hard not to whine at the sweet scent surrounding him. His own smoky scent cages them in what he hopes is a comfy cocoon.
Wooyoung’s eyes are so big and blown out with desire. It makes shivers travel down Mingi’s spine. They’re so close, Mingi just wants to kiss him and bite Wooyoung’s beautiful lips.
Wooyoung beats him to it and smashes their lips together. It’s a lot softer than Mingi would have thought with the atmosphere they are in, but it’s so good it makes Mingi’s heart flies.
Wooyoung’s lips taste like strawberries. Mingi can’t help the soft noise he let out at the realization. He can feel Wooyoung’s light giggles against his lips and tries really hard to not let his heart explode in his chest.
“You’re so sweet, Mingi.” The way Wooyoung says his name, makes goosebumps erupt all over his skin.
Mingi is starting to get fuzzy around the edges, his eyes turning big and soft. Wooyoung seems to notice this, a sweet smile on his lips while he caresses Mingi’s cheeks so softly. Mingi can’t help but to sigh happily, eyelashes fluttering. “You’re so beautiful too,” Wooyoung’s voice is so warm, Mingi’s whole body shivers at the praise, a soft noise of pleasure escaping him. Wooyoung coos at him with adoration.
What was so sexually charged turned soft and warm. Mingi is slipping in that sweet head space where giving up control isn’t as scary. He feels safe and surrounded by Wooyoung’s scent. He knows he probably should say something, a warning about how fuzzy he is starting to feel.
He tries, he really does, but every time he opens his mouth, whines slip out of him. He feels a bit embarrassed about it, his cheeks taking on a cute pink hue.
“It’s okay sweetheart, you don’t have to talk, I will take care of you,” Wooyoung whispers close to his ear.
Mingi’s full body goes lax against Wooyoung. Wooyoung catches him easily, moving them around so they’re both laying on the couch, with Mingi on top of Wooyoung. It should be awkward, but it somehow isn’t, they make it work.
Wooyoung’s hands are all over him in a sweet way. One of them settles in his hair, playing with it, and the other is on his cheek, rubbing sweet circles. It makes Mingi feel floaty.
He can’t help but close his eyes in bliss with a little sigh. Wooyoung coos again, which makes Mingi rub his cheek on his hand.
“You’re so cute,” Wooyoung giggles, Mingi whines helplessly.
Wooyoung kisses him on the forehead and Mingi can feel all his affection in the kiss somehow. He doesn’t know he’s crying until Wooyoung coos at him.
“Baby, don’t cry, you’re safe with me,” Wooyoung’s voice is so sweet, his cocoa scent wrapping around them like a blanket. He feels so warm and safe in Wooyoung’s arms. His eyes are heavy with sleep, he blinks them slowly with a sleepy noise. “Do you want to sleep, sweetheart?”
Mingi doesn’t have it in him to talk so he just nods his head eagerly, he doesn’t want to move from the couch and loses Wooyoung’s warmth. He just lay his head on Wooyoung’s chest, rubbing his cheek all over it. He intends to sleep here.
“Okay, you can sleep, I will be there when you wake up.” The reassurance calms Mingi enough that he sighs with content.
He closes his eyes and falls into what is probably the best sleep of his life.
-`♡´-
“Do you often get like that?”
They are eating breakfast together. Mingi woke up to Wooyoung cooking them a meal, he expected things to be awkward, but no. Wooyoung kissed his forehead softly, whispering a soft good morning, sleepy head. It made Mingi’s heart explode in his chest.
The question finally registers in his mind, he stops mid-chew, blushing a bit. He swallows thickly, his smoky scent turning a bit sour.
“I don’t know, I’ve never been like that with anyone.” His voice sounds shy, a bit more than he would like.
“Does that mean I’m special,” Wooyoung is watching him with curious eyes, a bit of a teasing glint there too.
“Yeah, you are.” Mingi’s heart tightens at the confession. Wooyoung’s smile is blinding.
“You’re special to me too,”
Their hand brushes on the table and Mingi interlocks their fingers together and brings Wooyoung’s hand to his mouth, planting a noisy kiss on the back of it.
The beautiful blush that spreads along Wooyoung’s cheeks is worth it.
-`♡´-
Mingi is so horny, he could die. The presence of Wooyoung makes him crazy. They are taking things slow, the most they do when they are together are heavy make out sessions that leave them both dizzy and with a hard-on. He doesn’t really know why but things always stop there, it’s not necessarily bothering him but Mingi is so wound tight, that he feels like he’s going to explode.
They are cuddling, watching something silly on TV that Mingi doesn’t really pay attention to. His attention is focused on Wooyoung instead, the weight of his body, the way their legs are tangled together under the blanket. Mingi can feel the skin of Wooyoung’s bare thigh against him, where his sleep shorts have ridden up.
Mingi really tries to ignore the heat that is spreading through him, he really does. His smoky scent betrays him when Wooyoung shuffles a bit with his giggles.
Wooyoung’s giggles die in his throat, his nose twitching slightly. Mingi can’t help but feel embarrassed. He’s so obsessed and horny over Wooyoung, he feels like a teenager again.
Wooyoung just stares at him with a smirk on his face. Mingi can feel himself start blushing.
“What do you like during sex?” Wooyoung’s voice is barely above a whisper and if Mingi wasn’t so focused on him, he probably wouldn’t have heard it.
He almost gasps at the question. He contemplate lying and say that he is just a boring alpha that likes to fucks hard, fast and breed his omega good, but they both know he would be lying. Wooyoung must already know what he likes, because of the incident from last time. Maybe Wooyoung wants to hear him say it and get confirmation a who is Mingi to deny him.
“I like feeling small…I guess,” his voice sounds ironically small at the moment. He’s fidgeting under Wooyoung’s gaze. Yet he can’t stop staring at his beautiful eyes. “Like last time?” Wooyoung’s voice is soft, it makes Mingi’s heart ache in the best way.
“A little, but it’s different when it’s sexual. I guess?” It sounds like a question, yet, Wooyoung understands him once again and nods slowly.
“I like to imagine someone being very mean to me too,” h admits, deep in thoughts about what he likes. He still doesn’t miss the almost predatory smirk on Wooyoung’s face.
“You like being hit and talked down to? Is that what you imagine when you touch yourself?” Wooyoung’s tone is teasing and Mingi’s shakes with need.
“Yes, that’s all I think about,” his voice ends with a whine and Wooyoung’s smirk gets even bigger.
He’s getting fuzzy again. His attraction and love for Wooyoung is getting him to slip with just a few words. He feels so safe, warm and so fucking horny that it’s getting harder to breathe.
Wooyoung is getting closer and it’s so suffocating and so good. Mingi wants to drown in the feeling.
When their lips meet, Mingi feels his whole body start to shake, he can’t help the needy noise that he lets out. Wooyoung’s tongue feels so good, it's like he’s trying to get in the back of his throat with it. It’s filthy, wet and so charged. All his blood is going south in seconds, his scent starting to take on that rough tinge that seems to drive Wooyoung crazy every time they make out. Mingi is going crazy too, with Wooyoung’s cocoa scent invading his every sense, he feels it in the back of his throat, he can somehow feel it spread across his brain. He needs Wooyoung now, needs to know how good he would feel around him and how mean he can get.
His hands grab Wooyoung’s ass on instinct, kneading the plump flesh that feels like it's made for his hands. Mingi is rewarded by a high pitched moan from Wooyoung. There’s a string of spit connecting their mouths as the kiss gets broken. Wooyoung rubs the leftover spit on his chin all over Mingi's face. Mingi whines so loud it surprises even him, his cheeks heating up with arousal and the sweet feeling of humiliation.
“You like that?” Wooyoung’s voice is breathy and full of arousal. Mingi hips twitch as he nods so fast he almost gives himself whiplash. “Such a needy, useless alpha, aren't you?” Wooyoung’s voice is so condescending, Mingi feels himself throb. This is heaven to him. He nods again, he feels like he’s barely able to talk. He throws his head back and sighs in pleasure as Wooyoung adjusts himself on top of him. He’s so close to where Mingi needs him, but Wooyoung is a tease so he settles on the top of Mingi’s thighs instead of his aching cock.
Mingi is so hard he feels like he’s going to pass out, he can’t help but close his eyes and bask in the feeling of pleasure prickling all over his skin. He hears Wooyoung giggles at his reaction, it feels mean and Mingi loves it. Wooyoung forces him to look him in the eyes with a hand in his hair, slightly tugging, not too hard, but Mingi wants more. His other hand is holding Mingi’s chin. “Harder,” He whispers needily while staring into Wooyoung’s eyes. Wooyoung’s eyes get bigger for a second, like he is surprised. He recovers fast though, a pleased smile spreading across his plumb lips. “Oh? You’re telling me you're a pain slut too?”
The words and the sensation of Wooyoung’s grip tightening in his hair makes him whine pathetically. Wooyoung just laughs at him and caresses his cheek softly. The juxtaposition of the harshness of his grip and the softness of his caresses makes Mingi fly away. If it keeps going he’s going to pop his knot right there.
“I guess I have my answer.”
Mingi doesn’t bother to answer verbally, he’s too out of it to do so. He grabs Wooyoung’s hips and tries to make him grind on his hard cock.
Wooyoung doesn’t let him, he holds ground and buries his nails in Mingi’s cheeks with a soft tsking noise. The pain makes his eyes roll back in his skull. It’s so fucking good. He hopes it leaves marks. When Wooyoung bites his bottom lip just hard enough to draw blood that he then licks up hungrily, Mingi hears himself cry out, both in pleasure and pain, all of it mixing together deliciously in his tummy.
Wooyoung finally sits on his clothed cock as he takes off his shirt. Mingi can’t help but to map out Wooyoung’s chest with his hands, tweaking a nipple just because Mingi thinks they are cute.
Wooyoung giggles end in a pleased sigh as he lets Mingi explore with his hands. Wooyoung bends down to plant a sweet kiss on his bruised lips. It makes Mingi’s heart sing in his chest. For a moment he feels his heart ache with the adoration he has for Wooyoung, the overwhelming realization that it’s more than adoration.
“I think I love you.” The words are out and so is Mingi's heart at the confession he just whispered against Wooyoung’s lips.
Wooyoung moans and kisses him harder. Mingi follows.
“I think I love you too,” Wooyoung sounds so vulnerable and his eyes are so full of adoration and beautiful. Mingi can’t help but kiss him again.
The kiss turns heavy and horny again really fast, both of them achingly hard and needing their release. When Wooyoung starts grinding their clothed cocks together, Mingi feels like he’s touching Heaven's gates. It gets worse when Mingi finally gets a whiff of Wooyoung’s slick through his underwear and pants.
They are moaning in each other's mouth more than kissing at this point. Both growing desperately needy at the friction.
Wooyoung seems to get tired of the teasing, he practically rips Mingi's clothes off of him in earnest. It makes Mingi’s head spin. Wooyoung finally takes off his pants and underwear, the smell of cocoa so overpowering that Mingi can’t help but moan. Wooyoung goes back to his lap again. Mingi’s greedy hands can’t help but to squeeze every inch of beautiful flesh he sees.
“I’m going to sit on that big cock of yours and you’re not allowed to knot me until I say so. Is that clear?” The dominating tones of Wooyoung’s voice coupled with the words makes him whine again.
“Answer me,” Wooyoung says as he gets his hand back on Mingi’s chin and squeezes.
“Yes, yes, yes. Please,” Mingi’s voice has never sounded this whiny before. He doesn’t have it in him to feel embarrassed. Wooyoung smiles appreciatively. “Good boy.” The praise makes Mingi’s toes curl with pleasure.
Wooyoung doesn’t give him any kind of warning before he sinks himself all the way down on his cock with a deep moan. Mingi has to bite his bruised lip to not pop his knot right there. Wooyoung is so tight and wet around him. That’s what heaven is. Wooyoung stays there for a minute, letting them get used to each other. When he starts moving again he doesn’t give Mingi any time to breathe.
Wooyoung just takes what he wants, going hard and fast on Mingi’s cock. His moans sound so pretty, Mingi can’t help to whine along with him.
Mingi’s hands are probably bruising Wooyoung’s hips with how hard he is gripping them, but he can’t help it. He’s trying so hard to be good and to obey Wooyoung’s order. But Wooyoung feels so so so good. His slick smell is so delicious and it’s getting harder and harder to hold off the pleasure.
Wooyoung slaps his cheek lightly and Mingi almost explodes on the spot. “Don’t you dare to cum yet,” Wooyoung moans loudly and Mingi whines pitifully.
Mingi wants Wooyoung to slap him again, harder, he wants it to hurt.
“Slap me again…Please,” Mingi succeeds in getting out between whines.
Wooyoung gasps loudly and slaps him across the face hard enough that his head goes to the side. Mingi whimpers so loud, it’s even better than he imagined. The heat in his stomach is spreading all over his body. His knot is ready to pop out and fill up Wooyoung’s hole.
“Come on, pretty boy, knot me,” Wooyoung says with a hand fisting his weeping cock rapidly.
Mingi almost yells with pleasure as he empties himself fully inside Wooyoung’s clenching hole, his whole body snapping like a rubber band. He never felt this good in his life, he is floating on cloud nine.
Wooyoung lays on him and kisses his face as his knots keeps them locked together. Mingi finally comes back to his body and feels Wooyoung caressing his chest. His knot still hasn’t come down, he must have been out of it for a little bit. “Are you back, sweetheart?” Wooyoung’s voice is so soft. Mingi nods and smiles at Wooyoung, somehow shyly.
"You're so beautiful and cute. I hope I wasn't too rough with you."
Mingi's blushes at the praise and shakes his head slightly. "No, you were perfect. I loved every second of it."
Wooyoung beams at him and kisses him on the lips softly. They both smile into the kiss. Mingi finally feels his knot softening, making him sigh at the feeling. They are both covered in slick and cum.
"We should probably shower," Mingi says with a grimace that makes Wooyoung giggle beautifully.
"You're right. Let's go big boy."
Wooyoung lifts himself off of his cock with a slouching sound that makes Mingi's tummy burns slightly with heat. Wooyoung's moan doesn't help, but he's too spent and exhausted to even think about getting off again.
They run to the shower, not wanting Wooyoung's asshole to just leak all over the couch and make a mess.
They giggle as they wash each other, Wooyoung teasing him by slapping his ass multiple time. It just makes Mingi laughs and stick his ass for more.
The horny bubble has finally been popped and Mingi is drowning in happiness. He's so in love and he knows it, it feels good to be taken of and cared about by someone as beautiful as Wooyoung. When they get in bed, Mingi buries his face in Wooyoung's neck and peppers kisses all over his skin.
"I love you," Mingi whispers.
"I love you, too," Wooyoung whispers back.
vulnerabe (in your arms) ᯓ★ matz
✮⋆˙ pairing: kim hongjoong x park seonghwa
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✮⋆˙ warning: smut, nsfw, minors don't interact!
✮⋆˙ tags: trans hongjoong, sub hongjoong, soft dom seonghwa, mommy dom seonghwa, mommy kink, hongjoong loves being called puppy, love confession
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“Are you okay?”
Hongjoong jumps at Seonghwa’s voice, not expecting the older to start talking to him.
“Yeah, why?” His voice sounds flat, almost bored. His chest shakes with the effort of keeping it even.
“You seem like you have a lot on your mind lately.” Seonghwa’s voice sounds soft. Gentle, like he's talking to a scared child that will cry at the sound of too-loud voices.
Hongjoong has been feeling raw and open, like he's ready to break apart. He just didn't know that others could pick up on it.
“Don’t worry about it.” Hongjoong's eyes finally leave his computer screen and he turns his chair around to look at Seonghwa fully. He can see the hesitation in the man's eyes, and knows he wants to push further.
Usually Seonghwa never pushes. He lets go very easily when it comes to him. He knows how Hongjoong is always guarded, closed off, even.
Suddenly there's determination in Seonghwa's pretty eyes. It makes Hongjoong shake.
“You know you can always come to me if you need something, right?” His previous hesitation seems to have evaporated.
Hongjoong suppresses a shiver. He wants to drop to his knees and ask for everything from Seonghwa. He shakes his head.
They lock eyes for what feels like forever and not long enough at the same time.
Hongjoong's knees start to shake. He's thankful he's sitting because he thinks he would have collapsed in the middle of the room otherwise.
Seonghwa’s eyes are dark and searching, scanning every inch of Hongjoong's face for something. He doesn’t know what for, but when the taller one gets closer to him he stops breathing.
Seonghwa puts his hands on the armchairs on either side of him, caging him in, and moves his face closer to Hongjoong.
“I will do everything for you, you know that?” Seonghwa’s voice is so breathy and close.
Hongjoong can't help the gasp that escapes him. Seonghwa is so so so close. He can see the fire in his eyes, the intensity there, like he's about to eat Hongjoong whole and not waste a bite.
“Just ask baby, don't be scared.”
Baby.
Hongjoong almost moans. He has to bite his tongue until he tastes blood to stay calm and not crack completely under the other man.
Seonghwa must feel his inner turmoil because his brow furrows in a way that makes Hongjoong want to lick it. Maybe he's a little crazy.
“You can give in, baby, don't fight yourself.”
Hongjoong whines so loud from the back of his throat they both jump at the sound. He's mortified, he feels like melting to the ground and disappearing right there and then.
Seonghwa’s hand hovers over his cheek, wanting to touch and feel, yet still a little unsure if it crosses the line. Something inside of Hongjoong snaps completely, he’s so weak. He is the one who puts his cheek on Seonghwa’s hand. He feels ready to explode with it, it’s so overwhelming to be touched with so much care and softness. Seonghwa's hand begins to tremble against his cheek.
That’s when Hongjoong realizes that his eyes have fallen closed. When he opens them, his vision is blurry and unfocused. He’s crying, Seonghwa is finally touching him and he’s crying, and he feels pathetic. He’s about to flee and run, when Seonghwa’s voice washes over him.
“It’s okay angel, let it all go.” His voice is so soft and full of tenderness. He’s beginning to wipe the tears that are falling like a faucet with both hands against his cheeks.
Hongjoong finally meets Seonghwa’s eyes again; they are so full of emotions it feels like he's drowning. He crumbles completely under his gaze. He throws himself at Seonghwa, hears the gasp the other man lets out at the unexpected action, yet Hongjoong feels arms wrap around his waist, always holding him and taking care of him.
He lets his sobs rack through his body, clinging to the back of Seonghwa’s neck like his life depends on it, which might just be reality at the moment. His body is shaking so much, it feels like he’s going to die. Seonghwa’s hands rubbing circles all over his back is the only thing grounding him.
“That’s right my love, you’re doing so good,” The words are whispered against the shell of his ear.
Hongjoong whimpers and buries his head in the crook of Seonghwa’s neck. The skin-on-skin contact makes him ache in ways he never felt before. He needs more, so much more. He needs Seonghwa all over him, inside of him. His nails bury themselves in the back of the other’s neck at the realization.
Seonghwa’s hands are still on his back and he moans. Hongjoong feels so fucking crazy at the sound, it’s the most beautiful sound in the world. He wants to write songs and books about it. His nails dig in harder as he untucks himself from Seonghwa’s neck to look him in the eyes.
Seonghwa's eyes are half-lidded and so dark, his lips still open around a silent moan. Hongjoong’s knees start shaking at the intensity of it all, he wants to hear it again. His brain is total mush but he still tries to convey the need.
“A-again, please again”
Seonghwa’s eyes fall closed and he groans so loud, Hongjoong feels his knees buckle and he almost falls. Thankfully Seonghwa is here to catch him by the hips, holding him and protecting him, like always. He bends down a little to put his forehead against Hongjoong's own.
They both gasp at the contact, they’re so close. He feels like he’s flying.
“What do you need, baby? Tell me.”
Hongjoong just whines while trying to regain his thoughts to answer.
“Need you, please.” His voice is so whiny and fucked out already, yet he doesn't feel embarrassed.
“You're so sweet, baby, how can I deny you anything?” Seonghwa coos.
They're so close, Hongjoong feels the urge to kiss him- so that's what he does.
When their lips meet, the world stops. It’s so good, better than any dreams he ever had about it.
Hongjoong can’t stop the noises that spill out of him, and the burning desire inside his lower belly. He feels so needy already. The kiss is so soft, too soft for how desperate he feels. Hongjoong wants Seonghwa’s tongue in the back of his throat. He feels delirious.
He opens his mouth to urge Seonghwa to deepen the kiss, and he’s indulged once again.
The kiss turns heady and hot, so full of passion and neediness from them both, Seonghwa tastes so good, and Hongjoong never wants to breathe again. Sadly, they pull apart to catch some air. Hongjoong chases Seonghwa’s lips with a needy whine.
Seonghwa’s giggle makes shame burn hotly in his lower belly. “Such a needy baby,” The words are whispered softly against his cheek, he flushes all the way down to his toes. His head feels floaty.
He squirms a little bit and that’s when he feels it; Seonghwa’s hard dick is pressing against his thigh. Hongjoong can feel how big he is. He moans loudly- if his head didn’t feel so floaty he would be so embarrassed, but he’s way beyond that right now.
Hongjoong can feel how wet he is getting. He would feel a little pathetic but Seonghwa’s hard-on is still pressing against him. Maybe they’re both needy.
He feels the urge to touch, feel how big Seonghwa is. His floaty mind still tells him that he should be good and ask.
“C-can I feel it, please,” His voice breaks at the end.
Seonghwa looks pained as he closes his eyes. “Are you sure you want this?” He opens his eyes again; they are filled with lust and Hongjoong burns.
“I want it, I need it, please Mommy, need you inside,” The words are slurred, Hongjoong barely understands what he said. His head is too floaty, his mind working on pure desire.
What he said registers with him when he sees Seonghwa’s wide eyes piercing him with heat, his lips slightly parted with surprise. Such pretty lips. Hongjoong wants to apologize, to say that he doesn’t know what came over him, but he can’t, he’s too floaty.
So he cries and hides his face in Seonghwa’s chest. Seonghwa’s hands are in his hair, softly petting his head.
“Hey, baby, It’s okay, Mommy is right here,” Seonghwa coos softly while pressing a kiss to his hair.
Hongjoong gasps through his tears. He’s okay, Mommy is here. Seonghwa will take care of him, he always does.
“Look at Mommy, pretty boy.” The sweet praise makes the toes of his socked feet curl. He obeys. Seonghwa is so beautiful. Hongjoong releases a shaky breath.
There’s still lust in Seonghwa’s eyes, but there’s also so much love and care too. Hongjoong aches for him.
“Good boy. Are you sure you want this?” The question reminds him of how wet he is, ruining his boxers. He nods eagerly.
Seonghwa tsks softly, caressing his cheek, and Hongjoong leans into the soft touch.
“Use your words.”
Hongjoong blinks softly, long eyelashes fluttering. He looks into Seonghwa’s eyes.
“Please, I want it so bad, want you so bad.” His words end on a high pitched whine.
Seonghwa kisses his nose. Hongjoong giggles at the ticklish feeling.
“Come here, baby.” Seonghwa takes his hands and leads him to his bed. He guides him gently so he lays down on his back, his hands never leaving Hongjoong’s hips, he’s burning.
When Seonghwa climbs on top of him, caging him in, he feels even more floaty somehow. He whines as he pulls the other man closer, needing his warmth. Seonghwa giggles softly, while peppering kisses to the side of his face.
“My needy baby.” It’s said with so much adoration, Hongjoong moans softly as his hips hump slightly against Seonghwa thighs, and the barely-there friction through their clothes makes him moan louder.
Seonghwa puts his hands on Hongjoong’s waist beneath his shirt. The skin on skin contact breaks his brain a little more, and he gasps loudly, hips humping desperately against Seonghwa’s thigh.
“That’s it baby, make yourself feel good for Mommy.” His voice is so raspy. Hongjoong feels it down to his toes. The voice and the filthy words make him throw his head back with a loud moan.
Seonghwa’s mouth is on his neck, kissing and biting lovely marks into his sensitive skin; it feels so good Hongjoong feels like he’s going to explode.
The position puts more pressure on his clit and when Seonghwa begins to grind his thigh down on him, Hongjoong feels the muscles in his lower belly tighten. He's so sensitive, it’s been so long since he felt this good.
“M-mommy, gonna cum, please, please, please...” He sounds borderline delirious with pleasure, drooling all over himself.
“Cum for Mommy baby, be a good boy,” Seonghwa groans in his ears, his hands getting tighter around his waist, probably bruising him.
Hongjoong comes so hard his vision goes blurry, and he’s a mess of sobs and intelligible words. His cunt is clenching around nothing desperately, god he needs Seonghwa’s dick inside of him.
When he comes down from his high, Seonghwa is whispering sweet nothing against his skin as he kisses it, hands caressing his waist so lovingly. Hongjoong sighs happily and basks in the sweet affection.
He feels Seonghwa’s dick throb even through the fabric, it makes him so crazy. His head feels a bit clearer, but he’s still so warm and he needs Seonghwa.
He whines again trying to get Seonghwa’s attention, he paws at the back of his head.
“What is it, puppy? What do you want?”
The sweet pet name makes his insides burn hot and his brain turn to mush. His hips rise again.
“Need to feel Mommy, need you so bad.” It’s so hard to talk, he’s so warm all over.
Seonghwa groans against him before placing a soft kiss on his lips, a cute peck, way too cute for what they’re doing right now.
“Okay puppy, let’s get you out of those clothes.” Seonghwa’s voice is so soft, it feels like a warm blanket all around him.
Seonghwa undresses him slowly, kissing every patch of skin he can find. Kisses to his scars, to his nipples, and he shakes and cries out as Seonghwa sucks on them eagerly like he’s trying to milk him. The thought is so surprising and arousing, he buries his hands in Seonghwa’s soft hair and tugs.
Seonghwa moans against him and Hongjoong feels like he’s flying. Seonghwa puts his forehead on his collarbone, nips at it. He arches his back with a soft gasp, hips going wild. Next thing he knows there’s hands on his hips, tugging harshly at his loose joggers. He snaps his hips to help Seonghwa take them off.
“Yes, yes, yes. Please.” He sounds so fucked out already, he’s too far gone.
“Don’t worry puppy, Mommy’s got you.” The reassuring words, the pet name, and the way Seonghwa says it has his clit fucking beating. He just whines pitifully.
Seonghwa covers his thighs with a litany of bite marks and licks at them as an apology. Hongjoong just drools all over his chin, the pain and pleasure mixing so beautifully in his guts.
The kisses stop and Hongjoong finally looks down between his thighs. His heart almost stops. Seonghwa is looking at him with so much hunger in his eyes, his toes curl in his socks. They stare at each other, it’s so intense, his whole body is on fire.
Seonghwa doesn’t stop looking at him as he gets closer to Hongjoong’s soiled underwear, absolutely sticky with his cum and how wet he is.
Seonghwa keeps getting closer until his nose is flush against his stained underwear. Seonghwa closes his eyes blissfully as he starts sniffing loudly. Hongjoong squeaks in embarrassment, body instinctively trying to get away from Seonghwa’s prying nose.
Seonghwa's hands hold his thighs apart with bruising force.
“You smell so good puppy,” Seonghwa moans against his cunt, nose to his aching clit.
Hongjoong moans and shakes as Seonghwa begins to lick at his clit through the fabric. The pleasure is so good, he’s dizzy with it. The firm hands around his thighs are the only thing grounding him so he’s not floating away.
“Seonghwa, M-mommy, need you inside, please,” His delirious pleas are finally heard as Seonghwa gets himself naked as fast as he can. Hongjoong whines at the loss of warmth and contact. His whines die in his throat when he sees Seonghwa’s pretty hand wrap itself around his even prettier cock.
Hongjoong watches with big tears filled eyes as Seonghwa pumps himself slowly, precum spilling from his head, covering his dainty fingers, eyes still focused on him. Hongjoong wants to taste so bad, but his cunt is so empty, clenching with need and arousal.
He’s about to beg again when Seonghwa almost tears off his boxers with how violently he takes them off. Warmth spreads through him. The cold air against his pussy feels euphoric; the look of pure awe and love as Seonghwa’s eyes drift between his needy eyes and even needier pussy feels more so.
Seonghwa throws himself at Hongjoong’s lips and cages him in again. They kiss so messily that there’s spit all over his chin, down to his fucking neck, and all he can do is moan and beg for more. Seonghwa’s dick is against his thigh, spilling precum all over it. Hongjoong’s cunt feels like it's gushing.
“Do you have a condom?” Hongjoong's hazy mind takes a second to process the words.
He whines in distress and shakes his head rapidly.
“Don’t want it, need to feel you.”
Seonghwa looks like he’s about to fucking explode on him. All he knows is that he needs to feel every vein of his beautiful dick. His brain is just so blissfully quiet beside screaming Seonghwa’s name like a prayer.
Seonghwa puts his forehead against his, with labored breaths.
“Fuck, okay baby, I got you,” Seongwha sounds as fucked out as Hongjoong feels. ”Spread your legs puppy.” He spreads them as wide as he can and is rewarded with a soft “good boy” against his lips. His heart sings in his chest.
Hongjoong watches, completely entranced as Seonghwa brings the head of his cock against his cunt. He thinks he might get teased again, has his whines and begging words ready to go, but no. Seongwha enters him slowly, inch by inch, letting Hongjoong get used to the feeling of having his pussy spread open on a thick length.
Hongjoong has stopped breathing, he’s gasping for air. It’s so overwhelmingly good, Seonghwa is so deep and thick inside of him, he’s in heaven.
“You’re so tight and wet. You feel so good baby.” The words are accompanied by the slow rolls of Seonghwa’s hips.
Hongjoong can feel the tears of pleasure rolling down his cheeks, can hear himself moan and whimper like he’s dying. This is the best day of his life- he’s crying on Seonghwa’s cock and it's exactly where he wants to be.
Seonghwa is still fucking him at a slow pace. Hongjoong is a really greedy man, he needs it fast and hard. He’s too fucked out to speak between his mewls of pleasure. He does the next best thing and wraps his legs around Seonghwa’s tiny waist, forcing him deeper inside of him.
Seonghwa moans loudly and hips stutter a bit, hitting Hongjoong’s sweet spot blissfully.
“Right t-t-there, harder, faster, Mommy please,” It’s all mewled and jumbled together but of course Seonghwa understands him and delivers.
Seonghwa pounds into him so hard and fast his body is jolting with it. He throws his head back and lets Seonghwa destroy him for everybody else.
His thighs are shaking around Seonghwa’s waist and he can feel him moaning against his neck.
He feels so good his insides are singing, he can feel the pressure in his lower belly growing rapidly. His moans are getting louder and louder, his hole convulsing hotly.
Seonghwa senses the rapid fire spreading through him, He pushes against Hongjoong’s lower belly while still pounding into him and he’s about to explode. A part of his brain panics and he feels the need to warn him.
“I-I’m going t-to squirt, please, please, please.” He’s so loud, his cheeks burn hotly.
“Fuck, squirt for me baby, let it all go,” Seonghwa’s voice sounds delirious.
That pushes him over the edge. He wails as he squirts so hard he expels Seonghwa’s dick out of him, his cunt convulsing repeatedly, totally out of control. Seonghwa is there to kiss his face and tell him how good he is.
Hongjoong’s head is so floaty he can only think about how much he loves and cares about Seonghwa.
“I love you, Seonghwa.” he whispers tiredly, a soft smile across his lips.
He hears the loud gasp that Seonghwa lets out against his forehead, feels the warm ropes of cum landing all over his chest and belly. Some needy part of him is sad that it’s not inside of him but he is so content to lay here, watching Seonghwa's beautiful face contort itself in pleasure as he rides out the last waves of his orgasm.
Then it hits him. He just told Seonghwa that he loves him. He’s about to panic again when Seonghwa shushes him gently.
“Don’t be scared, I love you too.” It’s whispered softly, like it’s a secret, just for the two of them, forever. Hongjoong’s heart soars.
“You do?” Hongjoong twists his head to the side, with big confused eyes.
“I’ve been in love with you for so long. Everyone knows besides you apparently.” Seonghwa giggles as he kisses his forehead.
Hongjoong feels his heart explode in his chest.
“So that means we wasted so much time, because I’ve been in love with you since forever.” His voice still sounds a bit out of it, still in that floaty head space.
Seonghwa laughs again. It makes Hongjoong smile brightly.
“Guess we have to catch up on lost time now,” Seonghwa sighs happily, rubbing his nose softly all over Hongjoong’s face, making him squirms and giggle.
That’s when they remember they are covered in dried cum and squirt. Hongjoong’s cheeks heat, and Seonghwa coos.
“Let’s get cleaned up baby, are you okay for a shower right now?” Seonghwa says while peppering kisses all over his face. It seems like Seonghwa will never stop touching and pampering him now that he knows he can.
Hongjoong thinks about it for a moment. His legs feel like jello but all the dried substances on him are starting to feel bothersome.
He sighs in frustration. Seonghwa just smiles at him, a smile so full of love Hongjoong's heart stutters wildly in his chest.
“I can carry you there, if you want.” Seonghwa sounds a little unsure.
Hongjoong just beams at him “Yes, please,” he whispers.
Seonghwa’s smile gets even wider somehow. Hongjoong is so in love he can’t help stealing a kiss.
Seonghwa carries him bridal style to the bathroom, and the display of strength makes Hongjoong’s cheeks heat up again. He finally takes off his socks, the sight of them making Seonghwa giggle.
They wash each other’s bodies and hair softly and lovingly. They kiss a lot too. Hongjoong feels like he’s on cloud nine.
After their long shower, they change the sheets of Hongjoong’s bed, working together in tandem. It’s so domestic, Hongjoong feels euphoric.
They fall asleep wrapped around each other with soft kisses and even softer words whispered between their lips.