It is with a heavy heart that I announce my hiatus. My health has been declining, and I simply don't have the energy to write right now. I'm not going away forever though! Just taking a break to focus on my health.
I'm sorry to those who were waiting for Be My Tigress Part 2, I promise I'm working on it! It will be the first thing I post when I get back. It sucks that I have to step away, but my health needs to come first.
I'm not sure when I'll be back, but I promise I will.
Synopsis: Basking under the Hawaiian sun on your private yacht, a single, deep craving takes hold of you, and it's for one thing only: cum. Good thing you have two boyfriends, ever eager to satiate your every need.
Pairing: Seungcheol x afab!reader x Mingyu
Genre: smut, established relationship, oneshot
Rating: mature
Word count: 2.5k
Warnings: polyamorous relationship, threesome, penetrative sex, unprotected sex (don't do this!), public sex, exhibitionism, size kink, choking, spanking, creampie, boob fucking, hand job, multiple orgasms, sub!reader, dom!Seungcheol, dom!Mingyu, cum ( just so much cum, it's in the name you know what you signed up for), lemme know if I missed anything!
Note: I'm alive!! I'm so sorry for disappearing on you guys ㅠㅠ Life hasn't been to kind to me ㅠㅠ I've been visiting hospitals almost every other day, to the point where they basically became my second home ㅠㅠ I'm still not feeling too well but I managed to slowly work on this fic for you guys. I hope this CxM fic can make up for my absence!
This was requested, I hope you enjoy anonie!
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You're at your limit. One more flex and you might just snap. You know your boyfriends, Seungcheol and Mingyu, love showing off their hard-earned hot bodies. But god—you're just a girl, and watching their muscles ripple under the Hawaiian sun is driving you insane.
You knew tagging along to Hawaii for their unit comeback shoot would leave you thirsty. But you hadn't expected this kind of thirst. No amount of water can quench it. The only thing that could satisfy you is their unit name—cxm.
Right now, you're lounging on a private yacht—just the three of you—enjoying a rare day off after a week of filming. You're tucked under the shade, watching your boyfriends swim in the clear blue sea. They tried to coax you in, but you chose to stay and enjoy the view instead.
Though "enjoy" would be an understatement. You're practically drooling as their muscles flex beneath the water, arms and backs working with every stroke.
When they finally climb back onto the yacht, you have to squeeze your thighs together to ease the throbbing between them. Your eyes trace the water trailing down their bodies, glistening under the sun. You want to lick every drop away. Are you a deprived, horny mess? Absolutely. But hey, it's not your fault. It's been days since they've touched you like that. Between filming and schedules, your needs have gone…unmet.
You groan and turn away, scared that if you keep staring, you might cum untouched.
"What's wrong, baby?" Mingyu's voice cuts through your inner turmoil. You hear his footsteps padding closer, and soon he's hovering over you.
"Is the sun getting to you?" he asks, resting a hand on your forehead.
Without meaning to, you let out a moan. A real, shameless moan. Damn—you knew you were horny, but not this horny.
"I think I know what's wrong," Seungcheol chuckles from behind Mingyu. "Princess is needy."
You groan and cover your face, embarrassed.
Mingyu smirks, raising an eyebrow. "Is that so?"
"Can you blame me?" you whine. "You two have been flexing and looking hot all week, and you haven't touched me in days."
"I'm touching you right now," Mingyu teases.
"You know what I mean!" you protest, and he lets out a low chuckle.
"Aww, baby's horny," he coos, cupping your blushing face.
"Shut up," you groan.
Mingyu clicks his tongue, fingers digging into your cheek, and you gasp.
"Where are your manners? Is that the way to ask, baby?" His tone drops, eyes sharp.
"I'm sorry," you whimper.
He hums in approval. "Good. You still remember how to behave. Now—how do we ask?"
"Touch me, please," you whisper, voice shaky.
"Good girl," he growls, before his lips crash into yours.
A moan escapes into the kiss, the breath stolen from your lungs. It was messy, desperate, a perfect mirror of everything you felt. Mingyu hoists you up with ease, flipping you over to settle in his lap. A whimper catches in your throat as you grind down against his hard bulge, and he groans, his fingers threading into your hair to pull your head back. You gasp.
"Don't think so, baby," he rasps, a smirk in his voice, and you whine in protest.
He leans in, scattering butterfly kisses down the column of your throat, his teeth grazing your skin. A tremor runs through you as your body temperature soars, the ache within coiling tighter.
A desperate whimper tears from your throat. "Gyu, please," you plead, your very core aching for his touch.
Mingyu's low chuckle rumbles through you before his hands begin a slow, deliberate descent down your torso. "Where do you want to be touched, baby?" he purrs.
His own hands provide the answer. "Here?" he murmurs, squeezing your chest and drawing a sharp gasp from you. His palms slide down to grip your thighs, giving them a firm squeeze. "Or here?" Then, one hand slips between your legs to cup your core, and a broken whimper escapes you. "Or here?" he purrs again.
"There, please," you whimper, your voice thick with need.
"Oh, here?" he teases, shifting his hand back to your thighs. Your eyes widen in frustration.
"No! Mingyu, please," you beg, squirming against him.
"Use your words, baby," he smirks, delighting in your desperation. "Where do you want me to touch you?"
A hot blush creeps up your neck. "My pussy," you mumble, averting your gaze.
"Hm? What was that, baby?" he prods, his voice laced with amusement.
"My pussy! Please touch my pussy!" you whine. The sound of his and Seungcheol's shared chuckle only makes you burn hotter.
Finally, Mingyu cups your aching core, and you can't help but whimper, grinding against his palm in a desperate search for relief.
"Such a needy baby," he chuckles.
He nudges your soaked bathing suit aside, baring your glistening core. A single, teasing finger slips between your folds, gathering your slick. You whine, throwing your head back.
"Shit, you're so wet for me," Mingyu growls.
"Turn her around. I want to see," Seungcheol commands.
In one smooth motion, Mingyu flips you, spreading you open for Seungcheol's intense gaze. You squirm under his scrutiny, a fresh wave of heat washing over you.
Mingyu pushes a finger into your needy hole, and you collapse back against his shoulder with a moan. The wet sounds from your pussy as he pumps his finger make your cheeks burn.
"She's so tight," Mingyu grunts, drawing a smirk from Seungcheol.
"Poor princess. Hasn't been fucked in days," Seungcheol chuckles, the taunt pulling a whine from your lips.
A second finger joins the first, and he curls them, hitting that perfect spot deep inside. You gasp, a broken moan following. Mingyu chuckles darkly, his fingers relentlessly abusing that spongy wall until a coil tightens in your stomach, threatening to snap.
"Gyu, please. I'm so close," you whimper.
He doesn't let up, his thumb finding your clit and circling it with ruthless precision—it's all it takes to shove you over the edge. You cum with a loud cry, chanting his name like a prayer, your release soaking his hand and dripping onto the floor below.
But you weren't satiated, far from it. You needed to be stuffed to the brim with their cum.
"Gyu, I need you inside me. Please," you pant, your body still tingling from your last orgasm.
"Such a fucking whore," Mingyu chuckles darkly.
He shimmied his swimming trunks down, freeing his hard length. His hands found your hips, guiding you as he slowly sinks you down onto him. Your fingers dig into his arms as he stretches you open, the overwhelming fullness making you drool.
For a moment, you just sat there, adjusting to the feeling of being so completely filled before you begin to move your hips, losing yourself in the pleasure. Soon, the air was thick with moans and the sound of skin meeting skin as you desperately chased your high.
Your thighs begin to burn, your movements turning sloppy with exhaustion. Mingyu let out a low chuckle, his arms encircling your waist. "Tired? Hm?" he purrs, his breath hot against your ear. You could only nod, breathless.
"No, make her work for it," Seungcheol says, stopping Mingyu from lifting you, drawing a whine from your lips.
Seungcheol walks over to you, one hand wrapping around your neck while the other tilting your chin up, forcing your gaze onto his.
"If princess wants to cum, she needs to work for it," he looks down at you, a devious smile playing on his lips.
With a frown, you started riding Mingyu again, your pants mingling with the sound of your bodies meeting. Beads of sweat roll down your skin, making it glisten under the sun. Seungcheol hums in approval, his fingers gently squeezing your neck, drawing a whimper from you. Beneath you, Mingyu groans, spreading his legs wider as he loses himself in your warmth.
"That's it, just like that, baby. Riding me so good," he groans.
With his free hand, Seungcheol undoes your top, letting your breasts spill free. He grabs a handful of flesh, palming it before pinching your pebbled nipple. You gasp, a whimper tearing from your throat as your rhythm falters.
That familiar coil is tightening deep within you, but a heavy exhaustion begins to creep into your bones. Your thighs burn, and you can't help but slow down.
"Is that all you got?" Seungcheol sneers, his grip on your neck squeezing tighter.
"Don't even think about stopping," Mingyu growls from behind, punctuating his words with a sharp smack to your ass that elicits a whimper from your lips.
Seungcheol's hold tightens, the pressure making your head spin. With one more cruel flick of his thumb against your nipple, you shatter. You cum, hard, a choked gasp seizing your throat as you clench around Mingyu. Pleasure crashes over you in relentless waves as your eyes roll back.
Just as Seungcheol releases your neck, allowing you a single ragged breath, Mingyu seizes your hips. He drives into you with an animalistic pace, chasing his own release.
Only choked sobs and whimpers escape you as he drills into your oversensitive body. Seungcheol watches the two of you, a satisfied smirk on his lips.
With a final, guttural groan, Mingyu spills into you, his release mixing with your own, stuffing you so full it leaks out around him.
A shiver wracks your body as you feel a fleeting sense of satiation, but not enough—you still need to be filled up by Seungcheol after all.
Seungcheol's hands grip your waist, lifting you effortlessly from Mingyu's lap. You whine at the loss, feeling a trickle of cum escape your cunt. He lays you gently on the towel spread over the floor, his strong hands massaging the ache from your thighs.
"How're you feeling, princess? Thirsty?" he asks, his eyes soft with concern.
You nod, a purr in your voice. "Thirsty for your cum, Cheollie."
He barks a laugh. "You're such a freak," he chuckles, playfully pinching your nose. You whine and swat his hand away.
"Don't act like you guys aren't equally as freaky," you huff.
"She's got us there," Mingyu grins.
Seungcheol shakes his head, a low chuckle escaping him. "I do enjoy filling you up—especially if there's a possibility other people can see me claiming what's mine."
You clench around nothing at his words, coaxing another leak of cum.
"Oh? You'd like that, wouldn't you?" Seungcheol grins, raising an eyebrow. "Having someone close enough to see you getting stuffed by us."
You rub your thighs together, trying to soothe the growing ache in your core.
"Cheollie, please," you whimper.
He chuckles darkly. "Well, look at that. I see someone pulling up. Let's give them a show, shall we, princess?"
Before you can turn to look for the other yacht, Seungcheol spreads you open, slides his trunks down, and sheaths himself inside you in one fluid motion. A choked gasp is torn from your lips, your fingers flying to grip his shoulders. He gives you a moment to adjust before setting a punishing pace, each thrust pushing more of the previous mess out onto the towel beneath you.
You throw your head back, moaning as every snap of his hips makes you see stars—heaven couldn't feel better than this.
"Moan louder, baby. They seem to be enjoying it," Mingyu says with a wolfish grin. As if on cue, whistling and cheering can be heard from a distance.
Your body heats up at the thought of complete strangers watching you get fucked by Seungcheol, the idea making you clench around him unconsciously.
"Such a fucking slut," Seungcheol grits out, and you moan at the degradation.
He maintains his brutal rhythm as one hand sneaks between you, his thumb circling your clit with devastating precision. You whine, arching your body, feeling yourself teetering on the edge once more.
"Cum for me, princess. Make a mess all over my cock," he growls.
You shatter at his command, screaming his name as you squirt around him, further ruining the towel. Seungcheol follows with a guttural groan, filling you with his seed. Your eyes roll back at the feeling of being so utterly full, your pussy ruined and leaking copiously.
As Seungcheol pulls out, the wolf whistles and cheers from the neighbouring yacht become impossible to ignore. You whine, covering your face in a wave of embarrassment.
"Aw, princess is embarrassed," Seungcheol teases with a chuckle.
"Oh, but we're not done yet, baby," Mingyu smirks. "Let's give them one more show, shall we?"
He hovers over you, spitting onto your breasts, and a muffled whimper escapes you. He holds them together, sliding his hardened length between them, groaning at the sensation.
His hips begin to move, your body jolting with every thrust. Your eyes roll back as a moan is torn from your throat.
Seungcheol grabs your hand, guiding it to his shaft. "Put that hand to good use, princess," he gruffs out. Your fingers wrap around him, starting to jerk him off.
You moan at the thought of it—being used like this, putting on a show for the crowd of strangers watching.
"You like this, baby? Like being used like a slut?" Mingyu growls. You can only whimper in response.
You try to flick your wrist for Seungcheol, but it's difficult with the way your body jerks from Mingyu's thrusts. Seungcheol growls in frustration, wrapping his own hand around yours to guide you, setting a brutal, fast pace.
Mingyu spits on your breasts again, moaning at the sight of it dripping slowly down your chest.
"Shit, I'm close," Mingyu grunts.
After a few more frantic thrusts, he pulls out and comes across your breasts with a guttural groan, staining your skin with his release.
"Stick out your tongue," Seungcheol commands, and you instantly comply.
He follows with a groan, spilling over your face and tongue. You moan around the taste, swallowing his seed.
The three of you pant, catching your breath as you slowly come down from the high. And as you lie there, covered in their cum, you smile—completely and utterly satiated.
Synopsis: Basking under the Hawaiian sun on your private yacht, a single, deep craving takes hold of you, and it's for one thing only: cum. Good thing you have two boyfriends, ever eager to satiate your every need.
Pairing: Seungcheol x afab!reader x Mingyu
Genre: smut, established relationship, oneshot
Rating: mature
Word count: 2.5k
Warnings: polyamorous relationship, threesome, penetrative sex, unprotected sex (don't do this!), public sex, exhibitionism, size kink, choking, spanking, creampie, boob fucking, hand job, multiple orgasms, sub!reader, dom!Seungcheol, dom!Mingyu, cum ( just so much cum, it's in the name you know what you signed up for), lemme know if I missed anything!
Note: I'm alive!! I'm so sorry for disappearing on you guys ㅠㅠ Life hasn't been to kind to me ㅠㅠ I've been visiting hospitals almost every other day, to the point where they basically became my second home ㅠㅠ I'm still not feeling too well but I managed to slowly work on this fic for you guys. I hope this CxM fic can make up for my absence!
This was requested, I hope you enjoy anonie!
Click here to join my taglist!
Read on ao3
Reblogs are appreciated ♡
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You're at your limit. One more flex and you might just snap. You know your boyfriends, Seungcheol and Mingyu, love showing off their hard-earned hot bodies. But god—you're just a girl, and watching their muscles ripple under the Hawaiian sun is driving you insane.
You knew tagging along to Hawaii for their unit comeback shoot would leave you thirsty. But you hadn't expected this kind of thirst. No amount of water can quench it. The only thing that could satisfy you is their unit name—cxm.
Right now, you're lounging on a private yacht—just the three of you—enjoying a rare day off after a week of filming. You're tucked under the shade, watching your boyfriends swim in the clear blue sea. They tried to coax you in, but you chose to stay and enjoy the view instead.
Though "enjoy" would be an understatement. You're practically drooling as their muscles flex beneath the water, arms and backs working with every stroke.
When they finally climb back onto the yacht, you have to squeeze your thighs together to ease the throbbing between them. Your eyes trace the water trailing down their bodies, glistening under the sun. You want to lick every drop away. Are you a deprived, horny mess? Absolutely. But hey, it's not your fault. It's been days since they've touched you like that. Between filming and schedules, your needs have gone…unmet.
You groan and turn away, scared that if you keep staring, you might cum untouched.
"What's wrong, baby?" Mingyu's voice cuts through your inner turmoil. You hear his footsteps padding closer, and soon he's hovering over you.
"Is the sun getting to you?" he asks, resting a hand on your forehead.
Without meaning to, you let out a moan. A real, shameless moan. Damn—you knew you were horny, but not this horny.
"I think I know what's wrong," Seungcheol chuckles from behind Mingyu. "Princess is needy."
You groan and cover your face, embarrassed.
Mingyu smirks, raising an eyebrow. "Is that so?"
"Can you blame me?" you whine. "You two have been flexing and looking hot all week, and you haven't touched me in days."
"I'm touching you right now," Mingyu teases.
"You know what I mean!" you protest, and he lets out a low chuckle.
"Aww, baby's horny," he coos, cupping your blushing face.
"Shut up," you groan.
Mingyu clicks his tongue, fingers digging into your cheek, and you gasp.
"Where are your manners? Is that the way to ask, baby?" His tone drops, eyes sharp.
"I'm sorry," you whimper.
He hums in approval. "Good. You still remember how to behave. Now—how do we ask?"
"Touch me, please," you whisper, voice shaky.
"Good girl," he growls, before his lips crash into yours.
A moan escapes into the kiss, the breath stolen from your lungs. It was messy, desperate, a perfect mirror of everything you felt. Mingyu hoists you up with ease, flipping you over to settle in his lap. A whimper catches in your throat as you grind down against his hard bulge, and he groans, his fingers threading into your hair to pull your head back. You gasp.
"Don't think so, baby," he rasps, a smirk in his voice, and you whine in protest.
He leans in, scattering butterfly kisses down the column of your throat, his teeth grazing your skin. A tremor runs through you as your body temperature soars, the ache within coiling tighter.
A desperate whimper tears from your throat. "Gyu, please," you plead, your very core aching for his touch.
Mingyu's low chuckle rumbles through you before his hands begin a slow, deliberate descent down your torso. "Where do you want to be touched, baby?" he purrs.
His own hands provide the answer. "Here?" he murmurs, squeezing your chest and drawing a sharp gasp from you. His palms slide down to grip your thighs, giving them a firm squeeze. "Or here?" Then, one hand slips between your legs to cup your core, and a broken whimper escapes you. "Or here?" he purrs again.
"There, please," you whimper, your voice thick with need.
"Oh, here?" he teases, shifting his hand back to your thighs. Your eyes widen in frustration.
"No! Mingyu, please," you beg, squirming against him.
"Use your words, baby," he smirks, delighting in your desperation. "Where do you want me to touch you?"
A hot blush creeps up your neck. "My pussy," you mumble, averting your gaze.
"Hm? What was that, baby?" he prods, his voice laced with amusement.
"My pussy! Please touch my pussy!" you whine. The sound of his and Seungcheol's shared chuckle only makes you burn hotter.
Finally, Mingyu cups your aching core, and you can't help but whimper, grinding against his palm in a desperate search for relief.
"Such a needy baby," he chuckles.
He nudges your soaked bathing suit aside, baring your glistening core. A single, teasing finger slips between your folds, gathering your slick. You whine, throwing your head back.
"Shit, you're so wet for me," Mingyu growls.
"Turn her around. I want to see," Seungcheol commands.
In one smooth motion, Mingyu flips you, spreading you open for Seungcheol's intense gaze. You squirm under his scrutiny, a fresh wave of heat washing over you.
Mingyu pushes a finger into your needy hole, and you collapse back against his shoulder with a moan. The wet sounds from your pussy as he pumps his finger make your cheeks burn.
"She's so tight," Mingyu grunts, drawing a smirk from Seungcheol.
"Poor princess. Hasn't been fucked in days," Seungcheol chuckles, the taunt pulling a whine from your lips.
A second finger joins the first, and he curls them, hitting that perfect spot deep inside. You gasp, a broken moan following. Mingyu chuckles darkly, his fingers relentlessly abusing that spongy wall until a coil tightens in your stomach, threatening to snap.
"Gyu, please. I'm so close," you whimper.
He doesn't let up, his thumb finding your clit and circling it with ruthless precision—it's all it takes to shove you over the edge. You cum with a loud cry, chanting his name like a prayer, your release soaking his hand and dripping onto the floor below.
But you weren't satiated, far from it. You needed to be stuffed to the brim with their cum.
"Gyu, I need you inside me. Please," you pant, your body still tingling from your last orgasm.
"Such a fucking whore," Mingyu chuckles darkly.
He shimmied his swimming trunks down, freeing his hard length. His hands found your hips, guiding you as he slowly sinks you down onto him. Your fingers dig into his arms as he stretches you open, the overwhelming fullness making you drool.
For a moment, you just sat there, adjusting to the feeling of being so completely filled before you begin to move your hips, losing yourself in the pleasure. Soon, the air was thick with moans and the sound of skin meeting skin as you desperately chased your high.
Your thighs begin to burn, your movements turning sloppy with exhaustion. Mingyu let out a low chuckle, his arms encircling your waist. "Tired? Hm?" he purrs, his breath hot against your ear. You could only nod, breathless.
"No, make her work for it," Seungcheol says, stopping Mingyu from lifting you, drawing a whine from your lips.
Seungcheol walks over to you, one hand wrapping around your neck while the other tilting your chin up, forcing your gaze onto his.
"If princess wants to cum, she needs to work for it," he looks down at you, a devious smile playing on his lips.
With a frown, you started riding Mingyu again, your pants mingling with the sound of your bodies meeting. Beads of sweat roll down your skin, making it glisten under the sun. Seungcheol hums in approval, his fingers gently squeezing your neck, drawing a whimper from you. Beneath you, Mingyu groans, spreading his legs wider as he loses himself in your warmth.
"That's it, just like that, baby. Riding me so good," he groans.
With his free hand, Seungcheol undoes your top, letting your breasts spill free. He grabs a handful of flesh, palming it before pinching your pebbled nipple. You gasp, a whimper tearing from your throat as your rhythm falters.
That familiar coil is tightening deep within you, but a heavy exhaustion begins to creep into your bones. Your thighs burn, and you can't help but slow down.
"Is that all you got?" Seungcheol sneers, his grip on your neck squeezing tighter.
"Don't even think about stopping," Mingyu growls from behind, punctuating his words with a sharp smack to your ass that elicits a whimper from your lips.
Seungcheol's hold tightens, the pressure making your head spin. With one more cruel flick of his thumb against your nipple, you shatter. You cum, hard, a choked gasp seizing your throat as you clench around Mingyu. Pleasure crashes over you in relentless waves as your eyes roll back.
Just as Seungcheol releases your neck, allowing you a single ragged breath, Mingyu seizes your hips. He drives into you with an animalistic pace, chasing his own release.
Only choked sobs and whimpers escape you as he drills into your oversensitive body. Seungcheol watches the two of you, a satisfied smirk on his lips.
With a final, guttural groan, Mingyu spills into you, his release mixing with your own, stuffing you so full it leaks out around him.
A shiver wracks your body as you feel a fleeting sense of satiation, but not enough—you still need to be filled up by Seungcheol after all.
Seungcheol's hands grip your waist, lifting you effortlessly from Mingyu's lap. You whine at the loss, feeling a trickle of cum escape your cunt. He lays you gently on the towel spread over the floor, his strong hands massaging the ache from your thighs.
"How're you feeling, princess? Thirsty?" he asks, his eyes soft with concern.
You nod, a purr in your voice. "Thirsty for your cum, Cheollie."
He barks a laugh. "You're such a freak," he chuckles, playfully pinching your nose. You whine and swat his hand away.
"Don't act like you guys aren't equally as freaky," you huff.
"She's got us there," Mingyu grins.
Seungcheol shakes his head, a low chuckle escaping him. "I do enjoy filling you up—especially if there's a possibility other people can see me claiming what's mine."
You clench around nothing at his words, coaxing another leak of cum.
"Oh? You'd like that, wouldn't you?" Seungcheol grins, raising an eyebrow. "Having someone close enough to see you getting stuffed by us."
You rub your thighs together, trying to soothe the growing ache in your core.
"Cheollie, please," you whimper.
He chuckles darkly. "Well, look at that. I see someone pulling up. Let's give them a show, shall we, princess?"
Before you can turn to look for the other yacht, Seungcheol spreads you open, slides his trunks down, and sheaths himself inside you in one fluid motion. A choked gasp is torn from your lips, your fingers flying to grip his shoulders. He gives you a moment to adjust before setting a punishing pace, each thrust pushing more of the previous mess out onto the towel beneath you.
You throw your head back, moaning as every snap of his hips makes you see stars—heaven couldn't feel better than this.
"Moan louder, baby. They seem to be enjoying it," Mingyu says with a wolfish grin. As if on cue, whistling and cheering can be heard from a distance.
Your body heats up at the thought of complete strangers watching you get fucked by Seungcheol, the idea making you clench around him unconsciously.
"Such a fucking slut," Seungcheol grits out, and you moan at the degradation.
He maintains his brutal rhythm as one hand sneaks between you, his thumb circling your clit with devastating precision. You whine, arching your body, feeling yourself teetering on the edge once more.
"Cum for me, princess. Make a mess all over my cock," he growls.
You shatter at his command, screaming his name as you squirt around him, further ruining the towel. Seungcheol follows with a guttural groan, filling you with his seed. Your eyes roll back at the feeling of being so utterly full, your pussy ruined and leaking copiously.
As Seungcheol pulls out, the wolf whistles and cheers from the neighbouring yacht become impossible to ignore. You whine, covering your face in a wave of embarrassment.
"Aw, princess is embarrassed," Seungcheol teases with a chuckle.
"Oh, but we're not done yet, baby," Mingyu smirks. "Let's give them one more show, shall we?"
He hovers over you, spitting onto your breasts, and a muffled whimper escapes you. He holds them together, sliding his hardened length between them, groaning at the sensation.
His hips begin to move, your body jolting with every thrust. Your eyes roll back as a moan is torn from your throat.
Seungcheol grabs your hand, guiding it to his shaft. "Put that hand to good use, princess," he gruffs out. Your fingers wrap around him, starting to jerk him off.
You moan at the thought of it—being used like this, putting on a show for the crowd of strangers watching.
"You like this, baby? Like being used like a slut?" Mingyu growls. You can only whimper in response.
You try to flick your wrist for Seungcheol, but it's difficult with the way your body jerks from Mingyu's thrusts. Seungcheol growls in frustration, wrapping his own hand around yours to guide you, setting a brutal, fast pace.
Mingyu spits on your breasts again, moaning at the sight of it dripping slowly down your chest.
"Shit, I'm close," Mingyu grunts.
After a few more frantic thrusts, he pulls out and comes across your breasts with a guttural groan, staining your skin with his release.
"Stick out your tongue," Seungcheol commands, and you instantly comply.
He follows with a groan, spilling over your face and tongue. You moan around the taste, swallowing his seed.
The three of you pant, catching your breath as you slowly come down from the high. And as you lie there, covered in their cum, you smile—completely and utterly satiated.
Synopsis: Basking under the Hawaiian sun on your private yacht, a single, deep craving takes hold of you, and it's for one thing only: cum. Good thing you have two boyfriends, ever eager to satiate your every need.
Pairing: Seungcheol x afab!reader x Mingyu
Genre: smut, established relationship, oneshot
Rating: mature
Word count: 2.5k
Warnings: polyamorous relationship, threesome, penetrative sex, unprotected sex (don't do this!), public sex, exhibitionism, size kink, choking, spanking, creampie, boob fucking, hand job, multiple orgasms, sub!reader, dom!Seungcheol, dom!Mingyu, cum ( just so much cum, it's in the name you know what you signed up for), lemme know if I missed anything!
Note: I'm alive!! I'm so sorry for disappearing on you guys ㅠㅠ Life hasn't been to kind to me ㅠㅠ I've been visiting hospitals almost every other day, to the point where they basically became my second home ㅠㅠ I'm still not feeling too well but I managed to slowly work on this fic for you guys. I hope this CxM fic can make up for my absence!
This was requested, I hope you enjoy anonie!
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You're at your limit. One more flex and you might just snap. You know your boyfriends, Seungcheol and Mingyu, love showing off their hard-earned hot bodies. But god—you're just a girl, and watching their muscles ripple under the Hawaiian sun is driving you insane.
You knew tagging along to Hawaii for their unit comeback shoot would leave you thirsty. But you hadn't expected this kind of thirst. No amount of water can quench it. The only thing that could satisfy you is their unit name—cxm.
Right now, you're lounging on a private yacht—just the three of you—enjoying a rare day off after a week of filming. You're tucked under the shade, watching your boyfriends swim in the clear blue sea. They tried to coax you in, but you chose to stay and enjoy the view instead.
Though "enjoy" would be an understatement. You're practically drooling as their muscles flex beneath the water, arms and backs working with every stroke.
When they finally climb back onto the yacht, you have to squeeze your thighs together to ease the throbbing between them. Your eyes trace the water trailing down their bodies, glistening under the sun. You want to lick every drop away. Are you a deprived, horny mess? Absolutely. But hey, it's not your fault. It's been days since they've touched you like that. Between filming and schedules, your needs have gone…unmet.
You groan and turn away, scared that if you keep staring, you might cum untouched.
"What's wrong, baby?" Mingyu's voice cuts through your inner turmoil. You hear his footsteps padding closer, and soon he's hovering over you.
"Is the sun getting to you?" he asks, resting a hand on your forehead.
Without meaning to, you let out a moan. A real, shameless moan. Damn—you knew you were horny, but not this horny.
"I think I know what's wrong," Seungcheol chuckles from behind Mingyu. "Princess is needy."
You groan and cover your face, embarrassed.
Mingyu smirks, raising an eyebrow. "Is that so?"
"Can you blame me?" you whine. "You two have been flexing and looking hot all week, and you haven't touched me in days."
"I'm touching you right now," Mingyu teases.
"You know what I mean!" you protest, and he lets out a low chuckle.
"Aww, baby's horny," he coos, cupping your blushing face.
"Shut up," you groan.
Mingyu clicks his tongue, fingers digging into your cheek, and you gasp.
"Where are your manners? Is that the way to ask, baby?" His tone drops, eyes sharp.
"I'm sorry," you whimper.
He hums in approval. "Good. You still remember how to behave. Now—how do we ask?"
"Touch me, please," you whisper, voice shaky.
"Good girl," he growls, before his lips crash into yours.
A moan escapes into the kiss, the breath stolen from your lungs. It was messy, desperate, a perfect mirror of everything you felt. Mingyu hoists you up with ease, flipping you over to settle in his lap. A whimper catches in your throat as you grind down against his hard bulge, and he groans, his fingers threading into your hair to pull your head back. You gasp.
"Don't think so, baby," he rasps, a smirk in his voice, and you whine in protest.
He leans in, scattering butterfly kisses down the column of your throat, his teeth grazing your skin. A tremor runs through you as your body temperature soars, the ache within coiling tighter.
A desperate whimper tears from your throat. "Gyu, please," you plead, your very core aching for his touch.
Mingyu's low chuckle rumbles through you before his hands begin a slow, deliberate descent down your torso. "Where do you want to be touched, baby?" he purrs.
His own hands provide the answer. "Here?" he murmurs, squeezing your chest and drawing a sharp gasp from you. His palms slide down to grip your thighs, giving them a firm squeeze. "Or here?" Then, one hand slips between your legs to cup your core, and a broken whimper escapes you. "Or here?" he purrs again.
"There, please," you whimper, your voice thick with need.
"Oh, here?" he teases, shifting his hand back to your thighs. Your eyes widen in frustration.
"No! Mingyu, please," you beg, squirming against him.
"Use your words, baby," he smirks, delighting in your desperation. "Where do you want me to touch you?"
A hot blush creeps up your neck. "My pussy," you mumble, averting your gaze.
"Hm? What was that, baby?" he prods, his voice laced with amusement.
"My pussy! Please touch my pussy!" you whine. The sound of his and Seungcheol's shared chuckle only makes you burn hotter.
Finally, Mingyu cups your aching core, and you can't help but whimper, grinding against his palm in a desperate search for relief.
"Such a needy baby," he chuckles.
He nudges your soaked bathing suit aside, baring your glistening core. A single, teasing finger slips between your folds, gathering your slick. You whine, throwing your head back.
"Shit, you're so wet for me," Mingyu growls.
"Turn her around. I want to see," Seungcheol commands.
In one smooth motion, Mingyu flips you, spreading you open for Seungcheol's intense gaze. You squirm under his scrutiny, a fresh wave of heat washing over you.
Mingyu pushes a finger into your needy hole, and you collapse back against his shoulder with a moan. The wet sounds from your pussy as he pumps his finger make your cheeks burn.
"She's so tight," Mingyu grunts, drawing a smirk from Seungcheol.
"Poor princess. Hasn't been fucked in days," Seungcheol chuckles, the taunt pulling a whine from your lips.
A second finger joins the first, and he curls them, hitting that perfect spot deep inside. You gasp, a broken moan following. Mingyu chuckles darkly, his fingers relentlessly abusing that spongy wall until a coil tightens in your stomach, threatening to snap.
"Gyu, please. I'm so close," you whimper.
He doesn't let up, his thumb finding your clit and circling it with ruthless precision—it's all it takes to shove you over the edge. You cum with a loud cry, chanting his name like a prayer, your release soaking his hand and dripping onto the floor below.
But you weren't satiated, far from it. You needed to be stuffed to the brim with their cum.
"Gyu, I need you inside me. Please," you pant, your body still tingling from your last orgasm.
"Such a fucking whore," Mingyu chuckles darkly.
He shimmied his swimming trunks down, freeing his hard length. His hands found your hips, guiding you as he slowly sinks you down onto him. Your fingers dig into his arms as he stretches you open, the overwhelming fullness making you drool.
For a moment, you just sat there, adjusting to the feeling of being so completely filled before you begin to move your hips, losing yourself in the pleasure. Soon, the air was thick with moans and the sound of skin meeting skin as you desperately chased your high.
Your thighs begin to burn, your movements turning sloppy with exhaustion. Mingyu let out a low chuckle, his arms encircling your waist. "Tired? Hm?" he purrs, his breath hot against your ear. You could only nod, breathless.
"No, make her work for it," Seungcheol says, stopping Mingyu from lifting you, drawing a whine from your lips.
Seungcheol walks over to you, one hand wrapping around your neck while the other tilting your chin up, forcing your gaze onto his.
"If princess wants to cum, she needs to work for it," he looks down at you, a devious smile playing on his lips.
With a frown, you started riding Mingyu again, your pants mingling with the sound of your bodies meeting. Beads of sweat roll down your skin, making it glisten under the sun. Seungcheol hums in approval, his fingers gently squeezing your neck, drawing a whimper from you. Beneath you, Mingyu groans, spreading his legs wider as he loses himself in your warmth.
"That's it, just like that, baby. Riding me so good," he groans.
With his free hand, Seungcheol undoes your top, letting your breasts spill free. He grabs a handful of flesh, palming it before pinching your pebbled nipple. You gasp, a whimper tearing from your throat as your rhythm falters.
That familiar coil is tightening deep within you, but a heavy exhaustion begins to creep into your bones. Your thighs burn, and you can't help but slow down.
"Is that all you got?" Seungcheol sneers, his grip on your neck squeezing tighter.
"Don't even think about stopping," Mingyu growls from behind, punctuating his words with a sharp smack to your ass that elicits a whimper from your lips.
Seungcheol's hold tightens, the pressure making your head spin. With one more cruel flick of his thumb against your nipple, you shatter. You cum, hard, a choked gasp seizing your throat as you clench around Mingyu. Pleasure crashes over you in relentless waves as your eyes roll back.
Just as Seungcheol releases your neck, allowing you a single ragged breath, Mingyu seizes your hips. He drives into you with an animalistic pace, chasing his own release.
Only choked sobs and whimpers escape you as he drills into your oversensitive body. Seungcheol watches the two of you, a satisfied smirk on his lips.
With a final, guttural groan, Mingyu spills into you, his release mixing with your own, stuffing you so full it leaks out around him.
A shiver wracks your body as you feel a fleeting sense of satiation, but not enough—you still need to be filled up by Seungcheol after all.
Seungcheol's hands grip your waist, lifting you effortlessly from Mingyu's lap. You whine at the loss, feeling a trickle of cum escape your cunt. He lays you gently on the towel spread over the floor, his strong hands massaging the ache from your thighs.
"How're you feeling, princess? Thirsty?" he asks, his eyes soft with concern.
You nod, a purr in your voice. "Thirsty for your cum, Cheollie."
He barks a laugh. "You're such a freak," he chuckles, playfully pinching your nose. You whine and swat his hand away.
"Don't act like you guys aren't equally as freaky," you huff.
"She's got us there," Mingyu grins.
Seungcheol shakes his head, a low chuckle escaping him. "I do enjoy filling you up—especially if there's a possibility other people can see me claiming what's mine."
You clench around nothing at his words, coaxing another leak of cum.
"Oh? You'd like that, wouldn't you?" Seungcheol grins, raising an eyebrow. "Having someone close enough to see you getting stuffed by us."
You rub your thighs together, trying to soothe the growing ache in your core.
"Cheollie, please," you whimper.
He chuckles darkly. "Well, look at that. I see someone pulling up. Let's give them a show, shall we, princess?"
Before you can turn to look for the other yacht, Seungcheol spreads you open, slides his trunks down, and sheaths himself inside you in one fluid motion. A choked gasp is torn from your lips, your fingers flying to grip his shoulders. He gives you a moment to adjust before setting a punishing pace, each thrust pushing more of the previous mess out onto the towel beneath you.
You throw your head back, moaning as every snap of his hips makes you see stars—heaven couldn't feel better than this.
"Moan louder, baby. They seem to be enjoying it," Mingyu says with a wolfish grin. As if on cue, whistling and cheering can be heard from a distance.
Your body heats up at the thought of complete strangers watching you get fucked by Seungcheol, the idea making you clench around him unconsciously.
"Such a fucking slut," Seungcheol grits out, and you moan at the degradation.
He maintains his brutal rhythm as one hand sneaks between you, his thumb circling your clit with devastating precision. You whine, arching your body, feeling yourself teetering on the edge once more.
"Cum for me, princess. Make a mess all over my cock," he growls.
You shatter at his command, screaming his name as you squirt around him, further ruining the towel. Seungcheol follows with a guttural groan, filling you with his seed. Your eyes roll back at the feeling of being so utterly full, your pussy ruined and leaking copiously.
As Seungcheol pulls out, the wolf whistles and cheers from the neighbouring yacht become impossible to ignore. You whine, covering your face in a wave of embarrassment.
"Aw, princess is embarrassed," Seungcheol teases with a chuckle.
"Oh, but we're not done yet, baby," Mingyu smirks. "Let's give them one more show, shall we?"
He hovers over you, spitting onto your breasts, and a muffled whimper escapes you. He holds them together, sliding his hardened length between them, groaning at the sensation.
His hips begin to move, your body jolting with every thrust. Your eyes roll back as a moan is torn from your throat.
Seungcheol grabs your hand, guiding it to his shaft. "Put that hand to good use, princess," he gruffs out. Your fingers wrap around him, starting to jerk him off.
You moan at the thought of it—being used like this, putting on a show for the crowd of strangers watching.
"You like this, baby? Like being used like a slut?" Mingyu growls. You can only whimper in response.
You try to flick your wrist for Seungcheol, but it's difficult with the way your body jerks from Mingyu's thrusts. Seungcheol growls in frustration, wrapping his own hand around yours to guide you, setting a brutal, fast pace.
Mingyu spits on your breasts again, moaning at the sight of it dripping slowly down your chest.
"Shit, I'm close," Mingyu grunts.
After a few more frantic thrusts, he pulls out and comes across your breasts with a guttural groan, staining your skin with his release.
"Stick out your tongue," Seungcheol commands, and you instantly comply.
He follows with a groan, spilling over your face and tongue. You moan around the taste, swallowing his seed.
The three of you pant, catching your breath as you slowly come down from the high. And as you lie there, covered in their cum, you smile—completely and utterly satiated.
Synopsis: Basking under the Hawaiian sun on your private yacht, a single, deep craving takes hold of you, and it's for one thing only: cum. Good thing you have two boyfriends, ever eager to satiate your every need.
Pairing: Seungcheol x afab!reader x Mingyu
Genre: smut, established relationship, oneshot
Rating: mature
Word count: 2.5k
Warnings: polyamorous relationship, threesome, penetrative sex, unprotected sex (don't do this!), public sex, exhibitionism, size kink, choking, spanking, creampie, boob fucking, hand job, multiple orgasms, sub!reader, dom!Seungcheol, dom!Mingyu, cum ( just so much cum, it's in the name you know what you signed up for), lemme know if I missed anything!
Note: I'm alive!! I'm so sorry for disappearing on you guys ㅠㅠ Life hasn't been to kind to me ㅠㅠ I've been visiting hospitals almost every other day, to the point where they basically became my second home ㅠㅠ I'm still not feeling too well but I managed to slowly work on this fic for you guys. I hope this CxM fic can make up for my absence!
This was requested, I hope you enjoy anonie!
Click here to join my taglist!
Read on ao3
Reblogs are appreciated ♡
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You're at your limit. One more flex and you might just snap. You know your boyfriends, Seungcheol and Mingyu, love showing off their hard-earned hot bodies. But god—you're just a girl, and watching their muscles ripple under the Hawaiian sun is driving you insane.
You knew tagging along to Hawaii for their unit comeback shoot would leave you thirsty. But you hadn't expected this kind of thirst. No amount of water can quench it. The only thing that could satisfy you is their unit name—cxm.
Right now, you're lounging on a private yacht—just the three of you—enjoying a rare day off after a week of filming. You're tucked under the shade, watching your boyfriends swim in the clear blue sea. They tried to coax you in, but you chose to stay and enjoy the view instead.
Though "enjoy" would be an understatement. You're practically drooling as their muscles flex beneath the water, arms and backs working with every stroke.
When they finally climb back onto the yacht, you have to squeeze your thighs together to ease the throbbing between them. Your eyes trace the water trailing down their bodies, glistening under the sun. You want to lick every drop away. Are you a deprived, horny mess? Absolutely. But hey, it's not your fault. It's been days since they've touched you like that. Between filming and schedules, your needs have gone…unmet.
You groan and turn away, scared that if you keep staring, you might cum untouched.
"What's wrong, baby?" Mingyu's voice cuts through your inner turmoil. You hear his footsteps padding closer, and soon he's hovering over you.
"Is the sun getting to you?" he asks, resting a hand on your forehead.
Without meaning to, you let out a moan. A real, shameless moan. Damn—you knew you were horny, but not this horny.
"I think I know what's wrong," Seungcheol chuckles from behind Mingyu. "Princess is needy."
You groan and cover your face, embarrassed.
Mingyu smirks, raising an eyebrow. "Is that so?"
"Can you blame me?" you whine. "You two have been flexing and looking hot all week, and you haven't touched me in days."
"I'm touching you right now," Mingyu teases.
"You know what I mean!" you protest, and he lets out a low chuckle.
"Aww, baby's horny," he coos, cupping your blushing face.
"Shut up," you groan.
Mingyu clicks his tongue, fingers digging into your cheek, and you gasp.
"Where are your manners? Is that the way to ask, baby?" His tone drops, eyes sharp.
"I'm sorry," you whimper.
He hums in approval. "Good. You still remember how to behave. Now—how do we ask?"
"Touch me, please," you whisper, voice shaky.
"Good girl," he growls, before his lips crash into yours.
A moan escapes into the kiss, the breath stolen from your lungs. It was messy, desperate, a perfect mirror of everything you felt. Mingyu hoists you up with ease, flipping you over to settle in his lap. A whimper catches in your throat as you grind down against his hard bulge, and he groans, his fingers threading into your hair to pull your head back. You gasp.
"Don't think so, baby," he rasps, a smirk in his voice, and you whine in protest.
He leans in, scattering butterfly kisses down the column of your throat, his teeth grazing your skin. A tremor runs through you as your body temperature soars, the ache within coiling tighter.
A desperate whimper tears from your throat. "Gyu, please," you plead, your very core aching for his touch.
Mingyu's low chuckle rumbles through you before his hands begin a slow, deliberate descent down your torso. "Where do you want to be touched, baby?" he purrs.
His own hands provide the answer. "Here?" he murmurs, squeezing your chest and drawing a sharp gasp from you. His palms slide down to grip your thighs, giving them a firm squeeze. "Or here?" Then, one hand slips between your legs to cup your core, and a broken whimper escapes you. "Or here?" he purrs again.
"There, please," you whimper, your voice thick with need.
"Oh, here?" he teases, shifting his hand back to your thighs. Your eyes widen in frustration.
"No! Mingyu, please," you beg, squirming against him.
"Use your words, baby," he smirks, delighting in your desperation. "Where do you want me to touch you?"
A hot blush creeps up your neck. "My pussy," you mumble, averting your gaze.
"Hm? What was that, baby?" he prods, his voice laced with amusement.
"My pussy! Please touch my pussy!" you whine. The sound of his and Seungcheol's shared chuckle only makes you burn hotter.
Finally, Mingyu cups your aching core, and you can't help but whimper, grinding against his palm in a desperate search for relief.
"Such a needy baby," he chuckles.
He nudges your soaked bathing suit aside, baring your glistening core. A single, teasing finger slips between your folds, gathering your slick. You whine, throwing your head back.
"Shit, you're so wet for me," Mingyu growls.
"Turn her around. I want to see," Seungcheol commands.
In one smooth motion, Mingyu flips you, spreading you open for Seungcheol's intense gaze. You squirm under his scrutiny, a fresh wave of heat washing over you.
Mingyu pushes a finger into your needy hole, and you collapse back against his shoulder with a moan. The wet sounds from your pussy as he pumps his finger make your cheeks burn.
"She's so tight," Mingyu grunts, drawing a smirk from Seungcheol.
"Poor princess. Hasn't been fucked in days," Seungcheol chuckles, the taunt pulling a whine from your lips.
A second finger joins the first, and he curls them, hitting that perfect spot deep inside. You gasp, a broken moan following. Mingyu chuckles darkly, his fingers relentlessly abusing that spongy wall until a coil tightens in your stomach, threatening to snap.
"Gyu, please. I'm so close," you whimper.
He doesn't let up, his thumb finding your clit and circling it with ruthless precision—it's all it takes to shove you over the edge. You cum with a loud cry, chanting his name like a prayer, your release soaking his hand and dripping onto the floor below.
But you weren't satiated, far from it. You needed to be stuffed to the brim with their cum.
"Gyu, I need you inside me. Please," you pant, your body still tingling from your last orgasm.
"Such a fucking whore," Mingyu chuckles darkly.
He shimmied his swimming trunks down, freeing his hard length. His hands found your hips, guiding you as he slowly sinks you down onto him. Your fingers dig into his arms as he stretches you open, the overwhelming fullness making you drool.
For a moment, you just sat there, adjusting to the feeling of being so completely filled before you begin to move your hips, losing yourself in the pleasure. Soon, the air was thick with moans and the sound of skin meeting skin as you desperately chased your high.
Your thighs begin to burn, your movements turning sloppy with exhaustion. Mingyu let out a low chuckle, his arms encircling your waist. "Tired? Hm?" he purrs, his breath hot against your ear. You could only nod, breathless.
"No, make her work for it," Seungcheol says, stopping Mingyu from lifting you, drawing a whine from your lips.
Seungcheol walks over to you, one hand wrapping around your neck while the other tilting your chin up, forcing your gaze onto his.
"If princess wants to cum, she needs to work for it," he looks down at you, a devious smile playing on his lips.
With a frown, you started riding Mingyu again, your pants mingling with the sound of your bodies meeting. Beads of sweat roll down your skin, making it glisten under the sun. Seungcheol hums in approval, his fingers gently squeezing your neck, drawing a whimper from you. Beneath you, Mingyu groans, spreading his legs wider as he loses himself in your warmth.
"That's it, just like that, baby. Riding me so good," he groans.
With his free hand, Seungcheol undoes your top, letting your breasts spill free. He grabs a handful of flesh, palming it before pinching your pebbled nipple. You gasp, a whimper tearing from your throat as your rhythm falters.
That familiar coil is tightening deep within you, but a heavy exhaustion begins to creep into your bones. Your thighs burn, and you can't help but slow down.
"Is that all you got?" Seungcheol sneers, his grip on your neck squeezing tighter.
"Don't even think about stopping," Mingyu growls from behind, punctuating his words with a sharp smack to your ass that elicits a whimper from your lips.
Seungcheol's hold tightens, the pressure making your head spin. With one more cruel flick of his thumb against your nipple, you shatter. You cum, hard, a choked gasp seizing your throat as you clench around Mingyu. Pleasure crashes over you in relentless waves as your eyes roll back.
Just as Seungcheol releases your neck, allowing you a single ragged breath, Mingyu seizes your hips. He drives into you with an animalistic pace, chasing his own release.
Only choked sobs and whimpers escape you as he drills into your oversensitive body. Seungcheol watches the two of you, a satisfied smirk on his lips.
With a final, guttural groan, Mingyu spills into you, his release mixing with your own, stuffing you so full it leaks out around him.
A shiver wracks your body as you feel a fleeting sense of satiation, but not enough—you still need to be filled up by Seungcheol after all.
Seungcheol's hands grip your waist, lifting you effortlessly from Mingyu's lap. You whine at the loss, feeling a trickle of cum escape your cunt. He lays you gently on the towel spread over the floor, his strong hands massaging the ache from your thighs.
"How're you feeling, princess? Thirsty?" he asks, his eyes soft with concern.
You nod, a purr in your voice. "Thirsty for your cum, Cheollie."
He barks a laugh. "You're such a freak," he chuckles, playfully pinching your nose. You whine and swat his hand away.
"Don't act like you guys aren't equally as freaky," you huff.
"She's got us there," Mingyu grins.
Seungcheol shakes his head, a low chuckle escaping him. "I do enjoy filling you up—especially if there's a possibility other people can see me claiming what's mine."
You clench around nothing at his words, coaxing another leak of cum.
"Oh? You'd like that, wouldn't you?" Seungcheol grins, raising an eyebrow. "Having someone close enough to see you getting stuffed by us."
You rub your thighs together, trying to soothe the growing ache in your core.
"Cheollie, please," you whimper.
He chuckles darkly. "Well, look at that. I see someone pulling up. Let's give them a show, shall we, princess?"
Before you can turn to look for the other yacht, Seungcheol spreads you open, slides his trunks down, and sheaths himself inside you in one fluid motion. A choked gasp is torn from your lips, your fingers flying to grip his shoulders. He gives you a moment to adjust before setting a punishing pace, each thrust pushing more of the previous mess out onto the towel beneath you.
You throw your head back, moaning as every snap of his hips makes you see stars—heaven couldn't feel better than this.
"Moan louder, baby. They seem to be enjoying it," Mingyu says with a wolfish grin. As if on cue, whistling and cheering can be heard from a distance.
Your body heats up at the thought of complete strangers watching you get fucked by Seungcheol, the idea making you clench around him unconsciously.
"Such a fucking slut," Seungcheol grits out, and you moan at the degradation.
He maintains his brutal rhythm as one hand sneaks between you, his thumb circling your clit with devastating precision. You whine, arching your body, feeling yourself teetering on the edge once more.
"Cum for me, princess. Make a mess all over my cock," he growls.
You shatter at his command, screaming his name as you squirt around him, further ruining the towel. Seungcheol follows with a guttural groan, filling you with his seed. Your eyes roll back at the feeling of being so utterly full, your pussy ruined and leaking copiously.
As Seungcheol pulls out, the wolf whistles and cheers from the neighbouring yacht become impossible to ignore. You whine, covering your face in a wave of embarrassment.
"Aw, princess is embarrassed," Seungcheol teases with a chuckle.
"Oh, but we're not done yet, baby," Mingyu smirks. "Let's give them one more show, shall we?"
He hovers over you, spitting onto your breasts, and a muffled whimper escapes you. He holds them together, sliding his hardened length between them, groaning at the sensation.
His hips begin to move, your body jolting with every thrust. Your eyes roll back as a moan is torn from your throat.
Seungcheol grabs your hand, guiding it to his shaft. "Put that hand to good use, princess," he gruffs out. Your fingers wrap around him, starting to jerk him off.
You moan at the thought of it—being used like this, putting on a show for the crowd of strangers watching.
"You like this, baby? Like being used like a slut?" Mingyu growls. You can only whimper in response.
You try to flick your wrist for Seungcheol, but it's difficult with the way your body jerks from Mingyu's thrusts. Seungcheol growls in frustration, wrapping his own hand around yours to guide you, setting a brutal, fast pace.
Mingyu spits on your breasts again, moaning at the sight of it dripping slowly down your chest.
"Shit, I'm close," Mingyu grunts.
After a few more frantic thrusts, he pulls out and comes across your breasts with a guttural groan, staining your skin with his release.
"Stick out your tongue," Seungcheol commands, and you instantly comply.
He follows with a groan, spilling over your face and tongue. You moan around the taste, swallowing his seed.
The three of you pant, catching your breath as you slowly come down from the high. And as you lie there, covered in their cum, you smile—completely and utterly satiated.
Synopsis: Basking under the Hawaiian sun on your private yacht, a single, deep craving takes hold of you, and it's for one thing only: cum. Good thing you have two boyfriends, ever eager to satiate your every need.
Pairing: Seungcheol x afab!reader x Mingyu
Genre: smut, established relationship, oneshot
Rating: mature
Word count: 2.5k
Warnings: polyamorous relationship, threesome, penetrative sex, unprotected sex (don't do this!), public sex, exhibitionism, size kink, choking, spanking, creampie, boob fucking, hand job, multiple orgasms, sub!reader, dom!Seungcheol, dom!Mingyu, cum ( just so much cum, it's in the name you know what you signed up for), lemme know if I missed anything!
Note: I'm alive!! I'm so sorry for disappearing on you guys ㅠㅠ Life hasn't been to kind to me ㅠㅠ I've been visiting hospitals almost every other day, to the point where they basically became my second home ㅠㅠ I'm still not feeling too well but I managed to slowly work on this fic for you guys. I hope this CxM fic can make up for my absence!
This was requested, I hope you enjoy anonie!
Click here to join my taglist!
Read on ao3
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You're at your limit. One more flex and you might just snap. You know your boyfriends, Seungcheol and Mingyu, love showing off their hard-earned hot bodies. But god—you're just a girl, and watching their muscles ripple under the Hawaiian sun is driving you insane.
You knew tagging along to Hawaii for their unit comeback shoot would leave you thirsty. But you hadn't expected this kind of thirst. No amount of water can quench it. The only thing that could satisfy you is their unit name—cxm.
Right now, you're lounging on a private yacht—just the three of you—enjoying a rare day off after a week of filming. You're tucked under the shade, watching your boyfriends swim in the clear blue sea. They tried to coax you in, but you chose to stay and enjoy the view instead.
Though "enjoy" would be an understatement. You're practically drooling as their muscles flex beneath the water, arms and backs working with every stroke.
When they finally climb back onto the yacht, you have to squeeze your thighs together to ease the throbbing between them. Your eyes trace the water trailing down their bodies, glistening under the sun. You want to lick every drop away. Are you a deprived, horny mess? Absolutely. But hey, it's not your fault. It's been days since they've touched you like that. Between filming and schedules, your needs have gone…unmet.
You groan and turn away, scared that if you keep staring, you might cum untouched.
"What's wrong, baby?" Mingyu's voice cuts through your inner turmoil. You hear his footsteps padding closer, and soon he's hovering over you.
"Is the sun getting to you?" he asks, resting a hand on your forehead.
Without meaning to, you let out a moan. A real, shameless moan. Damn—you knew you were horny, but not this horny.
"I think I know what's wrong," Seungcheol chuckles from behind Mingyu. "Princess is needy."
You groan and cover your face, embarrassed.
Mingyu smirks, raising an eyebrow. "Is that so?"
"Can you blame me?" you whine. "You two have been flexing and looking hot all week, and you haven't touched me in days."
"I'm touching you right now," Mingyu teases.
"You know what I mean!" you protest, and he lets out a low chuckle.
"Aww, baby's horny," he coos, cupping your blushing face.
"Shut up," you groan.
Mingyu clicks his tongue, fingers digging into your cheek, and you gasp.
"Where are your manners? Is that the way to ask, baby?" His tone drops, eyes sharp.
"I'm sorry," you whimper.
He hums in approval. "Good. You still remember how to behave. Now—how do we ask?"
"Touch me, please," you whisper, voice shaky.
"Good girl," he growls, before his lips crash into yours.
A moan escapes into the kiss, the breath stolen from your lungs. It was messy, desperate, a perfect mirror of everything you felt. Mingyu hoists you up with ease, flipping you over to settle in his lap. A whimper catches in your throat as you grind down against his hard bulge, and he groans, his fingers threading into your hair to pull your head back. You gasp.
"Don't think so, baby," he rasps, a smirk in his voice, and you whine in protest.
He leans in, scattering butterfly kisses down the column of your throat, his teeth grazing your skin. A tremor runs through you as your body temperature soars, the ache within coiling tighter.
A desperate whimper tears from your throat. "Gyu, please," you plead, your very core aching for his touch.
Mingyu's low chuckle rumbles through you before his hands begin a slow, deliberate descent down your torso. "Where do you want to be touched, baby?" he purrs.
His own hands provide the answer. "Here?" he murmurs, squeezing your chest and drawing a sharp gasp from you. His palms slide down to grip your thighs, giving them a firm squeeze. "Or here?" Then, one hand slips between your legs to cup your core, and a broken whimper escapes you. "Or here?" he purrs again.
"There, please," you whimper, your voice thick with need.
"Oh, here?" he teases, shifting his hand back to your thighs. Your eyes widen in frustration.
"No! Mingyu, please," you beg, squirming against him.
"Use your words, baby," he smirks, delighting in your desperation. "Where do you want me to touch you?"
A hot blush creeps up your neck. "My pussy," you mumble, averting your gaze.
"Hm? What was that, baby?" he prods, his voice laced with amusement.
"My pussy! Please touch my pussy!" you whine. The sound of his and Seungcheol's shared chuckle only makes you burn hotter.
Finally, Mingyu cups your aching core, and you can't help but whimper, grinding against his palm in a desperate search for relief.
"Such a needy baby," he chuckles.
He nudges your soaked bathing suit aside, baring your glistening core. A single, teasing finger slips between your folds, gathering your slick. You whine, throwing your head back.
"Shit, you're so wet for me," Mingyu growls.
"Turn her around. I want to see," Seungcheol commands.
In one smooth motion, Mingyu flips you, spreading you open for Seungcheol's intense gaze. You squirm under his scrutiny, a fresh wave of heat washing over you.
Mingyu pushes a finger into your needy hole, and you collapse back against his shoulder with a moan. The wet sounds from your pussy as he pumps his finger make your cheeks burn.
"She's so tight," Mingyu grunts, drawing a smirk from Seungcheol.
"Poor princess. Hasn't been fucked in days," Seungcheol chuckles, the taunt pulling a whine from your lips.
A second finger joins the first, and he curls them, hitting that perfect spot deep inside. You gasp, a broken moan following. Mingyu chuckles darkly, his fingers relentlessly abusing that spongy wall until a coil tightens in your stomach, threatening to snap.
"Gyu, please. I'm so close," you whimper.
He doesn't let up, his thumb finding your clit and circling it with ruthless precision—it's all it takes to shove you over the edge. You cum with a loud cry, chanting his name like a prayer, your release soaking his hand and dripping onto the floor below.
But you weren't satiated, far from it. You needed to be stuffed to the brim with their cum.
"Gyu, I need you inside me. Please," you pant, your body still tingling from your last orgasm.
"Such a fucking whore," Mingyu chuckles darkly.
He shimmied his swimming trunks down, freeing his hard length. His hands found your hips, guiding you as he slowly sinks you down onto him. Your fingers dig into his arms as he stretches you open, the overwhelming fullness making you drool.
For a moment, you just sat there, adjusting to the feeling of being so completely filled before you begin to move your hips, losing yourself in the pleasure. Soon, the air was thick with moans and the sound of skin meeting skin as you desperately chased your high.
Your thighs begin to burn, your movements turning sloppy with exhaustion. Mingyu let out a low chuckle, his arms encircling your waist. "Tired? Hm?" he purrs, his breath hot against your ear. You could only nod, breathless.
"No, make her work for it," Seungcheol says, stopping Mingyu from lifting you, drawing a whine from your lips.
Seungcheol walks over to you, one hand wrapping around your neck while the other tilting your chin up, forcing your gaze onto his.
"If princess wants to cum, she needs to work for it," he looks down at you, a devious smile playing on his lips.
With a frown, you started riding Mingyu again, your pants mingling with the sound of your bodies meeting. Beads of sweat roll down your skin, making it glisten under the sun. Seungcheol hums in approval, his fingers gently squeezing your neck, drawing a whimper from you. Beneath you, Mingyu groans, spreading his legs wider as he loses himself in your warmth.
"That's it, just like that, baby. Riding me so good," he groans.
With his free hand, Seungcheol undoes your top, letting your breasts spill free. He grabs a handful of flesh, palming it before pinching your pebbled nipple. You gasp, a whimper tearing from your throat as your rhythm falters.
That familiar coil is tightening deep within you, but a heavy exhaustion begins to creep into your bones. Your thighs burn, and you can't help but slow down.
"Is that all you got?" Seungcheol sneers, his grip on your neck squeezing tighter.
"Don't even think about stopping," Mingyu growls from behind, punctuating his words with a sharp smack to your ass that elicits a whimper from your lips.
Seungcheol's hold tightens, the pressure making your head spin. With one more cruel flick of his thumb against your nipple, you shatter. You cum, hard, a choked gasp seizing your throat as you clench around Mingyu. Pleasure crashes over you in relentless waves as your eyes roll back.
Just as Seungcheol releases your neck, allowing you a single ragged breath, Mingyu seizes your hips. He drives into you with an animalistic pace, chasing his own release.
Only choked sobs and whimpers escape you as he drills into your oversensitive body. Seungcheol watches the two of you, a satisfied smirk on his lips.
With a final, guttural groan, Mingyu spills into you, his release mixing with your own, stuffing you so full it leaks out around him.
A shiver wracks your body as you feel a fleeting sense of satiation, but not enough—you still need to be filled up by Seungcheol after all.
Seungcheol's hands grip your waist, lifting you effortlessly from Mingyu's lap. You whine at the loss, feeling a trickle of cum escape your cunt. He lays you gently on the towel spread over the floor, his strong hands massaging the ache from your thighs.
"How're you feeling, princess? Thirsty?" he asks, his eyes soft with concern.
You nod, a purr in your voice. "Thirsty for your cum, Cheollie."
He barks a laugh. "You're such a freak," he chuckles, playfully pinching your nose. You whine and swat his hand away.
"Don't act like you guys aren't equally as freaky," you huff.
"She's got us there," Mingyu grins.
Seungcheol shakes his head, a low chuckle escaping him. "I do enjoy filling you up—especially if there's a possibility other people can see me claiming what's mine."
You clench around nothing at his words, coaxing another leak of cum.
"Oh? You'd like that, wouldn't you?" Seungcheol grins, raising an eyebrow. "Having someone close enough to see you getting stuffed by us."
You rub your thighs together, trying to soothe the growing ache in your core.
"Cheollie, please," you whimper.
He chuckles darkly. "Well, look at that. I see someone pulling up. Let's give them a show, shall we, princess?"
Before you can turn to look for the other yacht, Seungcheol spreads you open, slides his trunks down, and sheaths himself inside you in one fluid motion. A choked gasp is torn from your lips, your fingers flying to grip his shoulders. He gives you a moment to adjust before setting a punishing pace, each thrust pushing more of the previous mess out onto the towel beneath you.
You throw your head back, moaning as every snap of his hips makes you see stars—heaven couldn't feel better than this.
"Moan louder, baby. They seem to be enjoying it," Mingyu says with a wolfish grin. As if on cue, whistling and cheering can be heard from a distance.
Your body heats up at the thought of complete strangers watching you get fucked by Seungcheol, the idea making you clench around him unconsciously.
"Such a fucking slut," Seungcheol grits out, and you moan at the degradation.
He maintains his brutal rhythm as one hand sneaks between you, his thumb circling your clit with devastating precision. You whine, arching your body, feeling yourself teetering on the edge once more.
"Cum for me, princess. Make a mess all over my cock," he growls.
You shatter at his command, screaming his name as you squirt around him, further ruining the towel. Seungcheol follows with a guttural groan, filling you with his seed. Your eyes roll back at the feeling of being so utterly full, your pussy ruined and leaking copiously.
As Seungcheol pulls out, the wolf whistles and cheers from the neighbouring yacht become impossible to ignore. You whine, covering your face in a wave of embarrassment.
"Aw, princess is embarrassed," Seungcheol teases with a chuckle.
"Oh, but we're not done yet, baby," Mingyu smirks. "Let's give them one more show, shall we?"
He hovers over you, spitting onto your breasts, and a muffled whimper escapes you. He holds them together, sliding his hardened length between them, groaning at the sensation.
His hips begin to move, your body jolting with every thrust. Your eyes roll back as a moan is torn from your throat.
Seungcheol grabs your hand, guiding it to his shaft. "Put that hand to good use, princess," he gruffs out. Your fingers wrap around him, starting to jerk him off.
You moan at the thought of it—being used like this, putting on a show for the crowd of strangers watching.
"You like this, baby? Like being used like a slut?" Mingyu growls. You can only whimper in response.
You try to flick your wrist for Seungcheol, but it's difficult with the way your body jerks from Mingyu's thrusts. Seungcheol growls in frustration, wrapping his own hand around yours to guide you, setting a brutal, fast pace.
Mingyu spits on your breasts again, moaning at the sight of it dripping slowly down your chest.
"Shit, I'm close," Mingyu grunts.
After a few more frantic thrusts, he pulls out and comes across your breasts with a guttural groan, staining your skin with his release.
"Stick out your tongue," Seungcheol commands, and you instantly comply.
He follows with a groan, spilling over your face and tongue. You moan around the taste, swallowing his seed.
The three of you pant, catching your breath as you slowly come down from the high. And as you lie there, covered in their cum, you smile—completely and utterly satiated.
Synopsis: Basking under the Hawaiian sun on your private yacht, a single, deep craving takes hold of you, and it's for one thing only: cum. Good thing you have two boyfriends, ever eager to satiate your every need.
Pairing: Seungcheol x afab!reader x Mingyu
Genre: smut, established relationship, oneshot
Rating: mature
Word count: 2.5k
Warnings: polyamorous relationship, threesome, penetrative sex, unprotected sex (don't do this!), public sex, exhibitionism, size kink, choking, spanking, creampie, boob fucking, hand job, multiple orgasms, sub!reader, dom!Seungcheol, dom!Mingyu, cum ( just so much cum, it's in the name you know what you signed up for), lemme know if I missed anything!
Note: I'm alive!! I'm so sorry for disappearing on you guys ㅠㅠ Life hasn't been to kind to me ㅠㅠ I've been visiting hospitals almost every other day, to the point where they basically became my second home ㅠㅠ I'm still not feeling too well but I managed to slowly work on this fic for you guys. I hope this CxM fic can make up for my absence!
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You're at your limit. One more flex and you might just snap. You know your boyfriends, Seungcheol and Mingyu, love showing off their hard-earned hot bodies. But god—you're just a girl, and watching their muscles ripple under the Hawaiian sun is driving you insane.
You knew tagging along to Hawaii for their unit comeback shoot would leave you thirsty. But you hadn't expected this kind of thirst. No amount of water can quench it. The only thing that could satisfy you is their unit name—cxm.
Right now, you're lounging on a private yacht—just the three of you—enjoying a rare day off after a week of filming. You're tucked under the shade, watching your boyfriends swim in the clear blue sea. They tried to coax you in, but you chose to stay and enjoy the view instead.
Though "enjoy" would be an understatement. You're practically drooling as their muscles flex beneath the water, arms and backs working with every stroke.
When they finally climb back onto the yacht, you have to squeeze your thighs together to ease the throbbing between them. Your eyes trace the water trailing down their bodies, glistening under the sun. You want to lick every drop away. Are you a deprived, horny mess? Absolutely. But hey, it's not your fault. It's been days since they've touched you like that. Between filming and schedules, your needs have gone…unmet.
You groan and turn away, scared that if you keep staring, you might cum untouched.
"What's wrong, baby?" Mingyu's voice cuts through your inner turmoil. You hear his footsteps padding closer, and soon he's hovering over you.
"Is the sun getting to you?" he asks, resting a hand on your forehead.
Without meaning to, you let out a moan. A real, shameless moan. Damn—you knew you were horny, but not this horny.
"I think I know what's wrong," Seungcheol chuckles from behind Mingyu. "Princess is needy."
You groan and cover your face, embarrassed.
Mingyu smirks, raising an eyebrow. "Is that so?"
"Can you blame me?" you whine. "You two have been flexing and looking hot all week, and you haven't touched me in days."
"I'm touching you right now," Mingyu teases.
"You know what I mean!" you protest, and he lets out a low chuckle.
"Aww, baby's horny," he coos, cupping your blushing face.
"Shut up," you groan.
Mingyu clicks his tongue, fingers digging into your cheek, and you gasp.
"Where are your manners? Is that the way to ask, baby?" His tone drops, eyes sharp.
"I'm sorry," you whimper.
He hums in approval. "Good. You still remember how to behave. Now—how do we ask?"
"Touch me, please," you whisper, voice shaky.
"Good girl," he growls, before his lips crash into yours.
A moan escapes into the kiss, the breath stolen from your lungs. It was messy, desperate, a perfect mirror of everything you felt. Mingyu hoists you up with ease, flipping you over to settle in his lap. A whimper catches in your throat as you grind down against his hard bulge, and he groans, his fingers threading into your hair to pull your head back. You gasp.
"Don't think so, baby," he rasps, a smirk in his voice, and you whine in protest.
He leans in, scattering butterfly kisses down the column of your throat, his teeth grazing your skin. A tremor runs through you as your body temperature soars, the ache within coiling tighter.
A desperate whimper tears from your throat. "Gyu, please," you plead, your very core aching for his touch.
Mingyu's low chuckle rumbles through you before his hands begin a slow, deliberate descent down your torso. "Where do you want to be touched, baby?" he purrs.
His own hands provide the answer. "Here?" he murmurs, squeezing your chest and drawing a sharp gasp from you. His palms slide down to grip your thighs, giving them a firm squeeze. "Or here?" Then, one hand slips between your legs to cup your core, and a broken whimper escapes you. "Or here?" he purrs again.
"There, please," you whimper, your voice thick with need.
"Oh, here?" he teases, shifting his hand back to your thighs. Your eyes widen in frustration.
"No! Mingyu, please," you beg, squirming against him.
"Use your words, baby," he smirks, delighting in your desperation. "Where do you want me to touch you?"
A hot blush creeps up your neck. "My pussy," you mumble, averting your gaze.
"Hm? What was that, baby?" he prods, his voice laced with amusement.
"My pussy! Please touch my pussy!" you whine. The sound of his and Seungcheol's shared chuckle only makes you burn hotter.
Finally, Mingyu cups your aching core, and you can't help but whimper, grinding against his palm in a desperate search for relief.
"Such a needy baby," he chuckles.
He nudges your soaked bathing suit aside, baring your glistening core. A single, teasing finger slips between your folds, gathering your slick. You whine, throwing your head back.
"Shit, you're so wet for me," Mingyu growls.
"Turn her around. I want to see," Seungcheol commands.
In one smooth motion, Mingyu flips you, spreading you open for Seungcheol's intense gaze. You squirm under his scrutiny, a fresh wave of heat washing over you.
Mingyu pushes a finger into your needy hole, and you collapse back against his shoulder with a moan. The wet sounds from your pussy as he pumps his finger make your cheeks burn.
"She's so tight," Mingyu grunts, drawing a smirk from Seungcheol.
"Poor princess. Hasn't been fucked in days," Seungcheol chuckles, the taunt pulling a whine from your lips.
A second finger joins the first, and he curls them, hitting that perfect spot deep inside. You gasp, a broken moan following. Mingyu chuckles darkly, his fingers relentlessly abusing that spongy wall until a coil tightens in your stomach, threatening to snap.
"Gyu, please. I'm so close," you whimper.
He doesn't let up, his thumb finding your clit and circling it with ruthless precision—it's all it takes to shove you over the edge. You cum with a loud cry, chanting his name like a prayer, your release soaking his hand and dripping onto the floor below.
But you weren't satiated, far from it. You needed to be stuffed to the brim with their cum.
"Gyu, I need you inside me. Please," you pant, your body still tingling from your last orgasm.
"Such a fucking whore," Mingyu chuckles darkly.
He shimmied his swimming trunks down, freeing his hard length. His hands found your hips, guiding you as he slowly sinks you down onto him. Your fingers dig into his arms as he stretches you open, the overwhelming fullness making you drool.
For a moment, you just sat there, adjusting to the feeling of being so completely filled before you begin to move your hips, losing yourself in the pleasure. Soon, the air was thick with moans and the sound of skin meeting skin as you desperately chased your high.
Your thighs begin to burn, your movements turning sloppy with exhaustion. Mingyu let out a low chuckle, his arms encircling your waist. "Tired? Hm?" he purrs, his breath hot against your ear. You could only nod, breathless.
"No, make her work for it," Seungcheol says, stopping Mingyu from lifting you, drawing a whine from your lips.
Seungcheol walks over to you, one hand wrapping around your neck while the other tilting your chin up, forcing your gaze onto his.
"If princess wants to cum, she needs to work for it," he looks down at you, a devious smile playing on his lips.
With a frown, you started riding Mingyu again, your pants mingling with the sound of your bodies meeting. Beads of sweat roll down your skin, making it glisten under the sun. Seungcheol hums in approval, his fingers gently squeezing your neck, drawing a whimper from you. Beneath you, Mingyu groans, spreading his legs wider as he loses himself in your warmth.
"That's it, just like that, baby. Riding me so good," he groans.
With his free hand, Seungcheol undoes your top, letting your breasts spill free. He grabs a handful of flesh, palming it before pinching your pebbled nipple. You gasp, a whimper tearing from your throat as your rhythm falters.
That familiar coil is tightening deep within you, but a heavy exhaustion begins to creep into your bones. Your thighs burn, and you can't help but slow down.
"Is that all you got?" Seungcheol sneers, his grip on your neck squeezing tighter.
"Don't even think about stopping," Mingyu growls from behind, punctuating his words with a sharp smack to your ass that elicits a whimper from your lips.
Seungcheol's hold tightens, the pressure making your head spin. With one more cruel flick of his thumb against your nipple, you shatter. You cum, hard, a choked gasp seizing your throat as you clench around Mingyu. Pleasure crashes over you in relentless waves as your eyes roll back.
Just as Seungcheol releases your neck, allowing you a single ragged breath, Mingyu seizes your hips. He drives into you with an animalistic pace, chasing his own release.
Only choked sobs and whimpers escape you as he drills into your oversensitive body. Seungcheol watches the two of you, a satisfied smirk on his lips.
With a final, guttural groan, Mingyu spills into you, his release mixing with your own, stuffing you so full it leaks out around him.
A shiver wracks your body as you feel a fleeting sense of satiation, but not enough—you still need to be filled up by Seungcheol after all.
Seungcheol's hands grip your waist, lifting you effortlessly from Mingyu's lap. You whine at the loss, feeling a trickle of cum escape your cunt. He lays you gently on the towel spread over the floor, his strong hands massaging the ache from your thighs.
"How're you feeling, princess? Thirsty?" he asks, his eyes soft with concern.
You nod, a purr in your voice. "Thirsty for your cum, Cheollie."
He barks a laugh. "You're such a freak," he chuckles, playfully pinching your nose. You whine and swat his hand away.
"Don't act like you guys aren't equally as freaky," you huff.
"She's got us there," Mingyu grins.
Seungcheol shakes his head, a low chuckle escaping him. "I do enjoy filling you up—especially if there's a possibility other people can see me claiming what's mine."
You clench around nothing at his words, coaxing another leak of cum.
"Oh? You'd like that, wouldn't you?" Seungcheol grins, raising an eyebrow. "Having someone close enough to see you getting stuffed by us."
You rub your thighs together, trying to soothe the growing ache in your core.
"Cheollie, please," you whimper.
He chuckles darkly. "Well, look at that. I see someone pulling up. Let's give them a show, shall we, princess?"
Before you can turn to look for the other yacht, Seungcheol spreads you open, slides his trunks down, and sheaths himself inside you in one fluid motion. A choked gasp is torn from your lips, your fingers flying to grip his shoulders. He gives you a moment to adjust before setting a punishing pace, each thrust pushing more of the previous mess out onto the towel beneath you.
You throw your head back, moaning as every snap of his hips makes you see stars—heaven couldn't feel better than this.
"Moan louder, baby. They seem to be enjoying it," Mingyu says with a wolfish grin. As if on cue, whistling and cheering can be heard from a distance.
Your body heats up at the thought of complete strangers watching you get fucked by Seungcheol, the idea making you clench around him unconsciously.
"Such a fucking slut," Seungcheol grits out, and you moan at the degradation.
He maintains his brutal rhythm as one hand sneaks between you, his thumb circling your clit with devastating precision. You whine, arching your body, feeling yourself teetering on the edge once more.
"Cum for me, princess. Make a mess all over my cock," he growls.
You shatter at his command, screaming his name as you squirt around him, further ruining the towel. Seungcheol follows with a guttural groan, filling you with his seed. Your eyes roll back at the feeling of being so utterly full, your pussy ruined and leaking copiously.
As Seungcheol pulls out, the wolf whistles and cheers from the neighbouring yacht become impossible to ignore. You whine, covering your face in a wave of embarrassment.
"Aw, princess is embarrassed," Seungcheol teases with a chuckle.
"Oh, but we're not done yet, baby," Mingyu smirks. "Let's give them one more show, shall we?"
He hovers over you, spitting onto your breasts, and a muffled whimper escapes you. He holds them together, sliding his hardened length between them, groaning at the sensation.
His hips begin to move, your body jolting with every thrust. Your eyes roll back as a moan is torn from your throat.
Seungcheol grabs your hand, guiding it to his shaft. "Put that hand to good use, princess," he gruffs out. Your fingers wrap around him, starting to jerk him off.
You moan at the thought of it—being used like this, putting on a show for the crowd of strangers watching.
"You like this, baby? Like being used like a slut?" Mingyu growls. You can only whimper in response.
You try to flick your wrist for Seungcheol, but it's difficult with the way your body jerks from Mingyu's thrusts. Seungcheol growls in frustration, wrapping his own hand around yours to guide you, setting a brutal, fast pace.
Mingyu spits on your breasts again, moaning at the sight of it dripping slowly down your chest.
"Shit, I'm close," Mingyu grunts.
After a few more frantic thrusts, he pulls out and comes across your breasts with a guttural groan, staining your skin with his release.
"Stick out your tongue," Seungcheol commands, and you instantly comply.
He follows with a groan, spilling over your face and tongue. You moan around the taste, swallowing his seed.
The three of you pant, catching your breath as you slowly come down from the high. And as you lie there, covered in their cum, you smile—completely and utterly satiated.
Synopsis: Basking under the Hawaiian sun on your private yacht, a single, deep craving takes hold of you, and it's for one thing only: cum. Good thing you have two boyfriends, ever eager to satiate your every need.
Pairing: Seungcheol x afab!reader x Mingyu
Genre: smut, established relationship, oneshot
Rating: mature
Word count: 2.5k
Warnings: polyamorous relationship, threesome, penetrative sex, unprotected sex (don't do this!), public sex, exhibitionism, size kink, choking, spanking, creampie, boob fucking, hand job, multiple orgasms, sub!reader, dom!Seungcheol, dom!Mingyu, cum ( just so much cum, it's in the name you know what you signed up for), lemme know if I missed anything!
Note: I'm alive!! I'm so sorry for disappearing on you guys ㅠㅠ Life hasn't been to kind to me ㅠㅠ I've been visiting hospitals almost every other day, to the point where they basically became my second home ㅠㅠ I'm still not feeling too well but I managed to slowly work on this fic for you guys. I hope this CxM fic can make up for my absence!
This was requested, I hope you enjoy anonie!
Click here to join my taglist!
Read on ao3
Reblogs are appreciated ♡
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You're at your limit. One more flex and you might just snap. You know your boyfriends, Seungcheol and Mingyu, love showing off their hard-earned hot bodies. But god—you're just a girl, and watching their muscles ripple under the Hawaiian sun is driving you insane.
You knew tagging along to Hawaii for their unit comeback shoot would leave you thirsty. But you hadn't expected this kind of thirst. No amount of water can quench it. The only thing that could satisfy you is their unit name—cxm.
Right now, you're lounging on a private yacht—just the three of you—enjoying a rare day off after a week of filming. You're tucked under the shade, watching your boyfriends swim in the clear blue sea. They tried to coax you in, but you chose to stay and enjoy the view instead.
Though "enjoy" would be an understatement. You're practically drooling as their muscles flex beneath the water, arms and backs working with every stroke.
When they finally climb back onto the yacht, you have to squeeze your thighs together to ease the throbbing between them. Your eyes trace the water trailing down their bodies, glistening under the sun. You want to lick every drop away. Are you a deprived, horny mess? Absolutely. But hey, it's not your fault. It's been days since they've touched you like that. Between filming and schedules, your needs have gone…unmet.
You groan and turn away, scared that if you keep staring, you might cum untouched.
"What's wrong, baby?" Mingyu's voice cuts through your inner turmoil. You hear his footsteps padding closer, and soon he's hovering over you.
"Is the sun getting to you?" he asks, resting a hand on your forehead.
Without meaning to, you let out a moan. A real, shameless moan. Damn—you knew you were horny, but not this horny.
"I think I know what's wrong," Seungcheol chuckles from behind Mingyu. "Princess is needy."
You groan and cover your face, embarrassed.
Mingyu smirks, raising an eyebrow. "Is that so?"
"Can you blame me?" you whine. "You two have been flexing and looking hot all week, and you haven't touched me in days."
"I'm touching you right now," Mingyu teases.
"You know what I mean!" you protest, and he lets out a low chuckle.
"Aww, baby's horny," he coos, cupping your blushing face.
"Shut up," you groan.
Mingyu clicks his tongue, fingers digging into your cheek, and you gasp.
"Where are your manners? Is that the way to ask, baby?" His tone drops, eyes sharp.
"I'm sorry," you whimper.
He hums in approval. "Good. You still remember how to behave. Now—how do we ask?"
"Touch me, please," you whisper, voice shaky.
"Good girl," he growls, before his lips crash into yours.
A moan escapes into the kiss, the breath stolen from your lungs. It was messy, desperate, a perfect mirror of everything you felt. Mingyu hoists you up with ease, flipping you over to settle in his lap. A whimper catches in your throat as you grind down against his hard bulge, and he groans, his fingers threading into your hair to pull your head back. You gasp.
"Don't think so, baby," he rasps, a smirk in his voice, and you whine in protest.
He leans in, scattering butterfly kisses down the column of your throat, his teeth grazing your skin. A tremor runs through you as your body temperature soars, the ache within coiling tighter.
A desperate whimper tears from your throat. "Gyu, please," you plead, your very core aching for his touch.
Mingyu's low chuckle rumbles through you before his hands begin a slow, deliberate descent down your torso. "Where do you want to be touched, baby?" he purrs.
His own hands provide the answer. "Here?" he murmurs, squeezing your chest and drawing a sharp gasp from you. His palms slide down to grip your thighs, giving them a firm squeeze. "Or here?" Then, one hand slips between your legs to cup your core, and a broken whimper escapes you. "Or here?" he purrs again.
"There, please," you whimper, your voice thick with need.
"Oh, here?" he teases, shifting his hand back to your thighs. Your eyes widen in frustration.
"No! Mingyu, please," you beg, squirming against him.
"Use your words, baby," he smirks, delighting in your desperation. "Where do you want me to touch you?"
A hot blush creeps up your neck. "My pussy," you mumble, averting your gaze.
"Hm? What was that, baby?" he prods, his voice laced with amusement.
"My pussy! Please touch my pussy!" you whine. The sound of his and Seungcheol's shared chuckle only makes you burn hotter.
Finally, Mingyu cups your aching core, and you can't help but whimper, grinding against his palm in a desperate search for relief.
"Such a needy baby," he chuckles.
He nudges your soaked bathing suit aside, baring your glistening core. A single, teasing finger slips between your folds, gathering your slick. You whine, throwing your head back.
"Shit, you're so wet for me," Mingyu growls.
"Turn her around. I want to see," Seungcheol commands.
In one smooth motion, Mingyu flips you, spreading you open for Seungcheol's intense gaze. You squirm under his scrutiny, a fresh wave of heat washing over you.
Mingyu pushes a finger into your needy hole, and you collapse back against his shoulder with a moan. The wet sounds from your pussy as he pumps his finger make your cheeks burn.
"She's so tight," Mingyu grunts, drawing a smirk from Seungcheol.
"Poor princess. Hasn't been fucked in days," Seungcheol chuckles, the taunt pulling a whine from your lips.
A second finger joins the first, and he curls them, hitting that perfect spot deep inside. You gasp, a broken moan following. Mingyu chuckles darkly, his fingers relentlessly abusing that spongy wall until a coil tightens in your stomach, threatening to snap.
"Gyu, please. I'm so close," you whimper.
He doesn't let up, his thumb finding your clit and circling it with ruthless precision—it's all it takes to shove you over the edge. You cum with a loud cry, chanting his name like a prayer, your release soaking his hand and dripping onto the floor below.
But you weren't satiated, far from it. You needed to be stuffed to the brim with their cum.
"Gyu, I need you inside me. Please," you pant, your body still tingling from your last orgasm.
"Such a fucking whore," Mingyu chuckles darkly.
He shimmied his swimming trunks down, freeing his hard length. His hands found your hips, guiding you as he slowly sinks you down onto him. Your fingers dig into his arms as he stretches you open, the overwhelming fullness making you drool.
For a moment, you just sat there, adjusting to the feeling of being so completely filled before you begin to move your hips, losing yourself in the pleasure. Soon, the air was thick with moans and the sound of skin meeting skin as you desperately chased your high.
Your thighs begin to burn, your movements turning sloppy with exhaustion. Mingyu let out a low chuckle, his arms encircling your waist. "Tired? Hm?" he purrs, his breath hot against your ear. You could only nod, breathless.
"No, make her work for it," Seungcheol says, stopping Mingyu from lifting you, drawing a whine from your lips.
Seungcheol walks over to you, one hand wrapping around your neck while the other tilting your chin up, forcing your gaze onto his.
"If princess wants to cum, she needs to work for it," he looks down at you, a devious smile playing on his lips.
With a frown, you started riding Mingyu again, your pants mingling with the sound of your bodies meeting. Beads of sweat roll down your skin, making it glisten under the sun. Seungcheol hums in approval, his fingers gently squeezing your neck, drawing a whimper from you. Beneath you, Mingyu groans, spreading his legs wider as he loses himself in your warmth.
"That's it, just like that, baby. Riding me so good," he groans.
With his free hand, Seungcheol undoes your top, letting your breasts spill free. He grabs a handful of flesh, palming it before pinching your pebbled nipple. You gasp, a whimper tearing from your throat as your rhythm falters.
That familiar coil is tightening deep within you, but a heavy exhaustion begins to creep into your bones. Your thighs burn, and you can't help but slow down.
"Is that all you got?" Seungcheol sneers, his grip on your neck squeezing tighter.
"Don't even think about stopping," Mingyu growls from behind, punctuating his words with a sharp smack to your ass that elicits a whimper from your lips.
Seungcheol's hold tightens, the pressure making your head spin. With one more cruel flick of his thumb against your nipple, you shatter. You cum, hard, a choked gasp seizing your throat as you clench around Mingyu. Pleasure crashes over you in relentless waves as your eyes roll back.
Just as Seungcheol releases your neck, allowing you a single ragged breath, Mingyu seizes your hips. He drives into you with an animalistic pace, chasing his own release.
Only choked sobs and whimpers escape you as he drills into your oversensitive body. Seungcheol watches the two of you, a satisfied smirk on his lips.
With a final, guttural groan, Mingyu spills into you, his release mixing with your own, stuffing you so full it leaks out around him.
A shiver wracks your body as you feel a fleeting sense of satiation, but not enough—you still need to be filled up by Seungcheol after all.
Seungcheol's hands grip your waist, lifting you effortlessly from Mingyu's lap. You whine at the loss, feeling a trickle of cum escape your cunt. He lays you gently on the towel spread over the floor, his strong hands massaging the ache from your thighs.
"How're you feeling, princess? Thirsty?" he asks, his eyes soft with concern.
You nod, a purr in your voice. "Thirsty for your cum, Cheollie."
He barks a laugh. "You're such a freak," he chuckles, playfully pinching your nose. You whine and swat his hand away.
"Don't act like you guys aren't equally as freaky," you huff.
"She's got us there," Mingyu grins.
Seungcheol shakes his head, a low chuckle escaping him. "I do enjoy filling you up—especially if there's a possibility other people can see me claiming what's mine."
You clench around nothing at his words, coaxing another leak of cum.
"Oh? You'd like that, wouldn't you?" Seungcheol grins, raising an eyebrow. "Having someone close enough to see you getting stuffed by us."
You rub your thighs together, trying to soothe the growing ache in your core.
"Cheollie, please," you whimper.
He chuckles darkly. "Well, look at that. I see someone pulling up. Let's give them a show, shall we, princess?"
Before you can turn to look for the other yacht, Seungcheol spreads you open, slides his trunks down, and sheaths himself inside you in one fluid motion. A choked gasp is torn from your lips, your fingers flying to grip his shoulders. He gives you a moment to adjust before setting a punishing pace, each thrust pushing more of the previous mess out onto the towel beneath you.
You throw your head back, moaning as every snap of his hips makes you see stars—heaven couldn't feel better than this.
"Moan louder, baby. They seem to be enjoying it," Mingyu says with a wolfish grin. As if on cue, whistling and cheering can be heard from a distance.
Your body heats up at the thought of complete strangers watching you get fucked by Seungcheol, the idea making you clench around him unconsciously.
"Such a fucking slut," Seungcheol grits out, and you moan at the degradation.
He maintains his brutal rhythm as one hand sneaks between you, his thumb circling your clit with devastating precision. You whine, arching your body, feeling yourself teetering on the edge once more.
"Cum for me, princess. Make a mess all over my cock," he growls.
You shatter at his command, screaming his name as you squirt around him, further ruining the towel. Seungcheol follows with a guttural groan, filling you with his seed. Your eyes roll back at the feeling of being so utterly full, your pussy ruined and leaking copiously.
As Seungcheol pulls out, the wolf whistles and cheers from the neighbouring yacht become impossible to ignore. You whine, covering your face in a wave of embarrassment.
"Aw, princess is embarrassed," Seungcheol teases with a chuckle.
"Oh, but we're not done yet, baby," Mingyu smirks. "Let's give them one more show, shall we?"
He hovers over you, spitting onto your breasts, and a muffled whimper escapes you. He holds them together, sliding his hardened length between them, groaning at the sensation.
His hips begin to move, your body jolting with every thrust. Your eyes roll back as a moan is torn from your throat.
Seungcheol grabs your hand, guiding it to his shaft. "Put that hand to good use, princess," he gruffs out. Your fingers wrap around him, starting to jerk him off.
You moan at the thought of it—being used like this, putting on a show for the crowd of strangers watching.
"You like this, baby? Like being used like a slut?" Mingyu growls. You can only whimper in response.
You try to flick your wrist for Seungcheol, but it's difficult with the way your body jerks from Mingyu's thrusts. Seungcheol growls in frustration, wrapping his own hand around yours to guide you, setting a brutal, fast pace.
Mingyu spits on your breasts again, moaning at the sight of it dripping slowly down your chest.
"Shit, I'm close," Mingyu grunts.
After a few more frantic thrusts, he pulls out and comes across your breasts with a guttural groan, staining your skin with his release.
"Stick out your tongue," Seungcheol commands, and you instantly comply.
He follows with a groan, spilling over your face and tongue. You moan around the taste, swallowing his seed.
The three of you pant, catching your breath as you slowly come down from the high. And as you lie there, covered in their cum, you smile—completely and utterly satiated.
Synopsis: Basking under the Hawaiian sun on your private yacht, a single, deep craving takes hold of you, and it's for one thing only: cum. Good thing you have two boyfriends, ever eager to satiate your every need.
Pairing: Seungcheol x afab!reader x Mingyu
Genre: smut, established relationship, oneshot
Rating: mature
Word count: 2.5k
Warnings: polyamorous relationship, threesome, penetrative sex, unprotected sex (don't do this!), public sex, exhibitionism, size kink, choking, spanking, creampie, boob fucking, hand job, multiple orgasms, sub!reader, dom!Seungcheol, dom!Mingyu, cum ( just so much cum, it's in the name you know what you signed up for), lemme know if I missed anything!
Note: I'm alive!! I'm so sorry for disappearing on you guys ㅠㅠ Life hasn't been to kind to me ㅠㅠ I've been visiting hospitals almost every other day, to the point where they basically became my second home ㅠㅠ I'm still not feeling too well but I managed to slowly work on this fic for you guys. I hope this CxM fic can make up for my absence!
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You're at your limit. One more flex and you might just snap. You know your boyfriends, Seungcheol and Mingyu, love showing off their hard-earned hot bodies. But god—you're just a girl, and watching their muscles ripple under the Hawaiian sun is driving you insane.
You knew tagging along to Hawaii for their unit comeback shoot would leave you thirsty. But you hadn't expected this kind of thirst. No amount of water can quench it. The only thing that could satisfy you is their unit name—cxm.
Right now, you're lounging on a private yacht—just the three of you—enjoying a rare day off after a week of filming. You're tucked under the shade, watching your boyfriends swim in the clear blue sea. They tried to coax you in, but you chose to stay and enjoy the view instead.
Though "enjoy" would be an understatement. You're practically drooling as their muscles flex beneath the water, arms and backs working with every stroke.
When they finally climb back onto the yacht, you have to squeeze your thighs together to ease the throbbing between them. Your eyes trace the water trailing down their bodies, glistening under the sun. You want to lick every drop away. Are you a deprived, horny mess? Absolutely. But hey, it's not your fault. It's been days since they've touched you like that. Between filming and schedules, your needs have gone…unmet.
You groan and turn away, scared that if you keep staring, you might cum untouched.
"What's wrong, baby?" Mingyu's voice cuts through your inner turmoil. You hear his footsteps padding closer, and soon he's hovering over you.
"Is the sun getting to you?" he asks, resting a hand on your forehead.
Without meaning to, you let out a moan. A real, shameless moan. Damn—you knew you were horny, but not this horny.
"I think I know what's wrong," Seungcheol chuckles from behind Mingyu. "Princess is needy."
You groan and cover your face, embarrassed.
Mingyu smirks, raising an eyebrow. "Is that so?"
"Can you blame me?" you whine. "You two have been flexing and looking hot all week, and you haven't touched me in days."
"I'm touching you right now," Mingyu teases.
"You know what I mean!" you protest, and he lets out a low chuckle.
"Aww, baby's horny," he coos, cupping your blushing face.
"Shut up," you groan.
Mingyu clicks his tongue, fingers digging into your cheek, and you gasp.
"Where are your manners? Is that the way to ask, baby?" His tone drops, eyes sharp.
"I'm sorry," you whimper.
He hums in approval. "Good. You still remember how to behave. Now—how do we ask?"
"Touch me, please," you whisper, voice shaky.
"Good girl," he growls, before his lips crash into yours.
A moan escapes into the kiss, the breath stolen from your lungs. It was messy, desperate, a perfect mirror of everything you felt. Mingyu hoists you up with ease, flipping you over to settle in his lap. A whimper catches in your throat as you grind down against his hard bulge, and he groans, his fingers threading into your hair to pull your head back. You gasp.
"Don't think so, baby," he rasps, a smirk in his voice, and you whine in protest.
He leans in, scattering butterfly kisses down the column of your throat, his teeth grazing your skin. A tremor runs through you as your body temperature soars, the ache within coiling tighter.
A desperate whimper tears from your throat. "Gyu, please," you plead, your very core aching for his touch.
Mingyu's low chuckle rumbles through you before his hands begin a slow, deliberate descent down your torso. "Where do you want to be touched, baby?" he purrs.
His own hands provide the answer. "Here?" he murmurs, squeezing your chest and drawing a sharp gasp from you. His palms slide down to grip your thighs, giving them a firm squeeze. "Or here?" Then, one hand slips between your legs to cup your core, and a broken whimper escapes you. "Or here?" he purrs again.
"There, please," you whimper, your voice thick with need.
"Oh, here?" he teases, shifting his hand back to your thighs. Your eyes widen in frustration.
"No! Mingyu, please," you beg, squirming against him.
"Use your words, baby," he smirks, delighting in your desperation. "Where do you want me to touch you?"
A hot blush creeps up your neck. "My pussy," you mumble, averting your gaze.
"Hm? What was that, baby?" he prods, his voice laced with amusement.
"My pussy! Please touch my pussy!" you whine. The sound of his and Seungcheol's shared chuckle only makes you burn hotter.
Finally, Mingyu cups your aching core, and you can't help but whimper, grinding against his palm in a desperate search for relief.
"Such a needy baby," he chuckles.
He nudges your soaked bathing suit aside, baring your glistening core. A single, teasing finger slips between your folds, gathering your slick. You whine, throwing your head back.
"Shit, you're so wet for me," Mingyu growls.
"Turn her around. I want to see," Seungcheol commands.
In one smooth motion, Mingyu flips you, spreading you open for Seungcheol's intense gaze. You squirm under his scrutiny, a fresh wave of heat washing over you.
Mingyu pushes a finger into your needy hole, and you collapse back against his shoulder with a moan. The wet sounds from your pussy as he pumps his finger make your cheeks burn.
"She's so tight," Mingyu grunts, drawing a smirk from Seungcheol.
"Poor princess. Hasn't been fucked in days," Seungcheol chuckles, the taunt pulling a whine from your lips.
A second finger joins the first, and he curls them, hitting that perfect spot deep inside. You gasp, a broken moan following. Mingyu chuckles darkly, his fingers relentlessly abusing that spongy wall until a coil tightens in your stomach, threatening to snap.
"Gyu, please. I'm so close," you whimper.
He doesn't let up, his thumb finding your clit and circling it with ruthless precision—it's all it takes to shove you over the edge. You cum with a loud cry, chanting his name like a prayer, your release soaking his hand and dripping onto the floor below.
But you weren't satiated, far from it. You needed to be stuffed to the brim with their cum.
"Gyu, I need you inside me. Please," you pant, your body still tingling from your last orgasm.
"Such a fucking whore," Mingyu chuckles darkly.
He shimmied his swimming trunks down, freeing his hard length. His hands found your hips, guiding you as he slowly sinks you down onto him. Your fingers dig into his arms as he stretches you open, the overwhelming fullness making you drool.
For a moment, you just sat there, adjusting to the feeling of being so completely filled before you begin to move your hips, losing yourself in the pleasure. Soon, the air was thick with moans and the sound of skin meeting skin as you desperately chased your high.
Your thighs begin to burn, your movements turning sloppy with exhaustion. Mingyu let out a low chuckle, his arms encircling your waist. "Tired? Hm?" he purrs, his breath hot against your ear. You could only nod, breathless.
"No, make her work for it," Seungcheol says, stopping Mingyu from lifting you, drawing a whine from your lips.
Seungcheol walks over to you, one hand wrapping around your neck while the other tilting your chin up, forcing your gaze onto his.
"If princess wants to cum, she needs to work for it," he looks down at you, a devious smile playing on his lips.
With a frown, you started riding Mingyu again, your pants mingling with the sound of your bodies meeting. Beads of sweat roll down your skin, making it glisten under the sun. Seungcheol hums in approval, his fingers gently squeezing your neck, drawing a whimper from you. Beneath you, Mingyu groans, spreading his legs wider as he loses himself in your warmth.
"That's it, just like that, baby. Riding me so good," he groans.
With his free hand, Seungcheol undoes your top, letting your breasts spill free. He grabs a handful of flesh, palming it before pinching your pebbled nipple. You gasp, a whimper tearing from your throat as your rhythm falters.
That familiar coil is tightening deep within you, but a heavy exhaustion begins to creep into your bones. Your thighs burn, and you can't help but slow down.
"Is that all you got?" Seungcheol sneers, his grip on your neck squeezing tighter.
"Don't even think about stopping," Mingyu growls from behind, punctuating his words with a sharp smack to your ass that elicits a whimper from your lips.
Seungcheol's hold tightens, the pressure making your head spin. With one more cruel flick of his thumb against your nipple, you shatter. You cum, hard, a choked gasp seizing your throat as you clench around Mingyu. Pleasure crashes over you in relentless waves as your eyes roll back.
Just as Seungcheol releases your neck, allowing you a single ragged breath, Mingyu seizes your hips. He drives into you with an animalistic pace, chasing his own release.
Only choked sobs and whimpers escape you as he drills into your oversensitive body. Seungcheol watches the two of you, a satisfied smirk on his lips.
With a final, guttural groan, Mingyu spills into you, his release mixing with your own, stuffing you so full it leaks out around him.
A shiver wracks your body as you feel a fleeting sense of satiation, but not enough—you still need to be filled up by Seungcheol after all.
Seungcheol's hands grip your waist, lifting you effortlessly from Mingyu's lap. You whine at the loss, feeling a trickle of cum escape your cunt. He lays you gently on the towel spread over the floor, his strong hands massaging the ache from your thighs.
"How're you feeling, princess? Thirsty?" he asks, his eyes soft with concern.
You nod, a purr in your voice. "Thirsty for your cum, Cheollie."
He barks a laugh. "You're such a freak," he chuckles, playfully pinching your nose. You whine and swat his hand away.
"Don't act like you guys aren't equally as freaky," you huff.
"She's got us there," Mingyu grins.
Seungcheol shakes his head, a low chuckle escaping him. "I do enjoy filling you up—especially if there's a possibility other people can see me claiming what's mine."
You clench around nothing at his words, coaxing another leak of cum.
"Oh? You'd like that, wouldn't you?" Seungcheol grins, raising an eyebrow. "Having someone close enough to see you getting stuffed by us."
You rub your thighs together, trying to soothe the growing ache in your core.
"Cheollie, please," you whimper.
He chuckles darkly. "Well, look at that. I see someone pulling up. Let's give them a show, shall we, princess?"
Before you can turn to look for the other yacht, Seungcheol spreads you open, slides his trunks down, and sheaths himself inside you in one fluid motion. A choked gasp is torn from your lips, your fingers flying to grip his shoulders. He gives you a moment to adjust before setting a punishing pace, each thrust pushing more of the previous mess out onto the towel beneath you.
You throw your head back, moaning as every snap of his hips makes you see stars—heaven couldn't feel better than this.
"Moan louder, baby. They seem to be enjoying it," Mingyu says with a wolfish grin. As if on cue, whistling and cheering can be heard from a distance.
Your body heats up at the thought of complete strangers watching you get fucked by Seungcheol, the idea making you clench around him unconsciously.
"Such a fucking slut," Seungcheol grits out, and you moan at the degradation.
He maintains his brutal rhythm as one hand sneaks between you, his thumb circling your clit with devastating precision. You whine, arching your body, feeling yourself teetering on the edge once more.
"Cum for me, princess. Make a mess all over my cock," he growls.
You shatter at his command, screaming his name as you squirt around him, further ruining the towel. Seungcheol follows with a guttural groan, filling you with his seed. Your eyes roll back at the feeling of being so utterly full, your pussy ruined and leaking copiously.
As Seungcheol pulls out, the wolf whistles and cheers from the neighbouring yacht become impossible to ignore. You whine, covering your face in a wave of embarrassment.
"Aw, princess is embarrassed," Seungcheol teases with a chuckle.
"Oh, but we're not done yet, baby," Mingyu smirks. "Let's give them one more show, shall we?"
He hovers over you, spitting onto your breasts, and a muffled whimper escapes you. He holds them together, sliding his hardened length between them, groaning at the sensation.
His hips begin to move, your body jolting with every thrust. Your eyes roll back as a moan is torn from your throat.
Seungcheol grabs your hand, guiding it to his shaft. "Put that hand to good use, princess," he gruffs out. Your fingers wrap around him, starting to jerk him off.
You moan at the thought of it—being used like this, putting on a show for the crowd of strangers watching.
"You like this, baby? Like being used like a slut?" Mingyu growls. You can only whimper in response.
You try to flick your wrist for Seungcheol, but it's difficult with the way your body jerks from Mingyu's thrusts. Seungcheol growls in frustration, wrapping his own hand around yours to guide you, setting a brutal, fast pace.
Mingyu spits on your breasts again, moaning at the sight of it dripping slowly down your chest.
"Shit, I'm close," Mingyu grunts.
After a few more frantic thrusts, he pulls out and comes across your breasts with a guttural groan, staining your skin with his release.
"Stick out your tongue," Seungcheol commands, and you instantly comply.
He follows with a groan, spilling over your face and tongue. You moan around the taste, swallowing his seed.
The three of you pant, catching your breath as you slowly come down from the high. And as you lie there, covered in their cum, you smile—completely and utterly satiated.
Synopsis: Basking under the Hawaiian sun on your private yacht, a single, deep craving takes hold of you, and it's for one thing only: cum. Good thing you have two boyfriends, ever eager to satiate your every need.
Pairing: Seungcheol x afab!reader x Mingyu
Genre: smut, established relationship, oneshot
Rating: mature
Word count: 2.5k
Warnings: polyamorous relationship, threesome, penetrative sex, unprotected sex (don't do this!), public sex, exhibitionism, size kink, choking, spanking, creampie, boob fucking, hand job, multiple orgasms, sub!reader, dom!Seungcheol, dom!Mingyu, cum ( just so much cum, it's in the name you know what you signed up for), lemme know if I missed anything!
Note: I'm alive!! I'm so sorry for disappearing on you guys ㅠㅠ Life hasn't been to kind to me ㅠㅠ I've been visiting hospitals almost every other day, to the point where they basically became my second home ㅠㅠ I'm still not feeling too well but I managed to slowly work on this fic for you guys. I hope this CxM fic can make up for my absence!
This was requested, I hope you enjoy anonie!
Click here to join my taglist!
Read on ao3
Reblogs are appreciated ♡
.ᐟMinors/blank/no age indicator blogs will be blocked.ᐟ
You're at your limit. One more flex and you might just snap. You know your boyfriends, Seungcheol and Mingyu, love showing off their hard-earned hot bodies. But god—you're just a girl, and watching their muscles ripple under the Hawaiian sun is driving you insane.
You knew tagging along to Hawaii for their unit comeback shoot would leave you thirsty. But you hadn't expected this kind of thirst. No amount of water can quench it. The only thing that could satisfy you is their unit name—cxm.
Right now, you're lounging on a private yacht—just the three of you—enjoying a rare day off after a week of filming. You're tucked under the shade, watching your boyfriends swim in the clear blue sea. They tried to coax you in, but you chose to stay and enjoy the view instead.
Though "enjoy" would be an understatement. You're practically drooling as their muscles flex beneath the water, arms and backs working with every stroke.
When they finally climb back onto the yacht, you have to squeeze your thighs together to ease the throbbing between them. Your eyes trace the water trailing down their bodies, glistening under the sun. You want to lick every drop away. Are you a deprived, horny mess? Absolutely. But hey, it's not your fault. It's been days since they've touched you like that. Between filming and schedules, your needs have gone…unmet.
You groan and turn away, scared that if you keep staring, you might cum untouched.
"What's wrong, baby?" Mingyu's voice cuts through your inner turmoil. You hear his footsteps padding closer, and soon he's hovering over you.
"Is the sun getting to you?" he asks, resting a hand on your forehead.
Without meaning to, you let out a moan. A real, shameless moan. Damn—you knew you were horny, but not this horny.
"I think I know what's wrong," Seungcheol chuckles from behind Mingyu. "Princess is needy."
You groan and cover your face, embarrassed.
Mingyu smirks, raising an eyebrow. "Is that so?"
"Can you blame me?" you whine. "You two have been flexing and looking hot all week, and you haven't touched me in days."
"I'm touching you right now," Mingyu teases.
"You know what I mean!" you protest, and he lets out a low chuckle.
"Aww, baby's horny," he coos, cupping your blushing face.
"Shut up," you groan.
Mingyu clicks his tongue, fingers digging into your cheek, and you gasp.
"Where are your manners? Is that the way to ask, baby?" His tone drops, eyes sharp.
"I'm sorry," you whimper.
He hums in approval. "Good. You still remember how to behave. Now—how do we ask?"
"Touch me, please," you whisper, voice shaky.
"Good girl," he growls, before his lips crash into yours.
A moan escapes into the kiss, the breath stolen from your lungs. It was messy, desperate, a perfect mirror of everything you felt. Mingyu hoists you up with ease, flipping you over to settle in his lap. A whimper catches in your throat as you grind down against his hard bulge, and he groans, his fingers threading into your hair to pull your head back. You gasp.
"Don't think so, baby," he rasps, a smirk in his voice, and you whine in protest.
He leans in, scattering butterfly kisses down the column of your throat, his teeth grazing your skin. A tremor runs through you as your body temperature soars, the ache within coiling tighter.
A desperate whimper tears from your throat. "Gyu, please," you plead, your very core aching for his touch.
Mingyu's low chuckle rumbles through you before his hands begin a slow, deliberate descent down your torso. "Where do you want to be touched, baby?" he purrs.
His own hands provide the answer. "Here?" he murmurs, squeezing your chest and drawing a sharp gasp from you. His palms slide down to grip your thighs, giving them a firm squeeze. "Or here?" Then, one hand slips between your legs to cup your core, and a broken whimper escapes you. "Or here?" he purrs again.
"There, please," you whimper, your voice thick with need.
"Oh, here?" he teases, shifting his hand back to your thighs. Your eyes widen in frustration.
"No! Mingyu, please," you beg, squirming against him.
"Use your words, baby," he smirks, delighting in your desperation. "Where do you want me to touch you?"
A hot blush creeps up your neck. "My pussy," you mumble, averting your gaze.
"Hm? What was that, baby?" he prods, his voice laced with amusement.
"My pussy! Please touch my pussy!" you whine. The sound of his and Seungcheol's shared chuckle only makes you burn hotter.
Finally, Mingyu cups your aching core, and you can't help but whimper, grinding against his palm in a desperate search for relief.
"Such a needy baby," he chuckles.
He nudges your soaked bathing suit aside, baring your glistening core. A single, teasing finger slips between your folds, gathering your slick. You whine, throwing your head back.
"Shit, you're so wet for me," Mingyu growls.
"Turn her around. I want to see," Seungcheol commands.
In one smooth motion, Mingyu flips you, spreading you open for Seungcheol's intense gaze. You squirm under his scrutiny, a fresh wave of heat washing over you.
Mingyu pushes a finger into your needy hole, and you collapse back against his shoulder with a moan. The wet sounds from your pussy as he pumps his finger make your cheeks burn.
"She's so tight," Mingyu grunts, drawing a smirk from Seungcheol.
"Poor princess. Hasn't been fucked in days," Seungcheol chuckles, the taunt pulling a whine from your lips.
A second finger joins the first, and he curls them, hitting that perfect spot deep inside. You gasp, a broken moan following. Mingyu chuckles darkly, his fingers relentlessly abusing that spongy wall until a coil tightens in your stomach, threatening to snap.
"Gyu, please. I'm so close," you whimper.
He doesn't let up, his thumb finding your clit and circling it with ruthless precision—it's all it takes to shove you over the edge. You cum with a loud cry, chanting his name like a prayer, your release soaking his hand and dripping onto the floor below.
But you weren't satiated, far from it. You needed to be stuffed to the brim with their cum.
"Gyu, I need you inside me. Please," you pant, your body still tingling from your last orgasm.
"Such a fucking whore," Mingyu chuckles darkly.
He shimmied his swimming trunks down, freeing his hard length. His hands found your hips, guiding you as he slowly sinks you down onto him. Your fingers dig into his arms as he stretches you open, the overwhelming fullness making you drool.
For a moment, you just sat there, adjusting to the feeling of being so completely filled before you begin to move your hips, losing yourself in the pleasure. Soon, the air was thick with moans and the sound of skin meeting skin as you desperately chased your high.
Your thighs begin to burn, your movements turning sloppy with exhaustion. Mingyu let out a low chuckle, his arms encircling your waist. "Tired? Hm?" he purrs, his breath hot against your ear. You could only nod, breathless.
"No, make her work for it," Seungcheol says, stopping Mingyu from lifting you, drawing a whine from your lips.
Seungcheol walks over to you, one hand wrapping around your neck while the other tilting your chin up, forcing your gaze onto his.
"If princess wants to cum, she needs to work for it," he looks down at you, a devious smile playing on his lips.
With a frown, you started riding Mingyu again, your pants mingling with the sound of your bodies meeting. Beads of sweat roll down your skin, making it glisten under the sun. Seungcheol hums in approval, his fingers gently squeezing your neck, drawing a whimper from you. Beneath you, Mingyu groans, spreading his legs wider as he loses himself in your warmth.
"That's it, just like that, baby. Riding me so good," he groans.
With his free hand, Seungcheol undoes your top, letting your breasts spill free. He grabs a handful of flesh, palming it before pinching your pebbled nipple. You gasp, a whimper tearing from your throat as your rhythm falters.
That familiar coil is tightening deep within you, but a heavy exhaustion begins to creep into your bones. Your thighs burn, and you can't help but slow down.
"Is that all you got?" Seungcheol sneers, his grip on your neck squeezing tighter.
"Don't even think about stopping," Mingyu growls from behind, punctuating his words with a sharp smack to your ass that elicits a whimper from your lips.
Seungcheol's hold tightens, the pressure making your head spin. With one more cruel flick of his thumb against your nipple, you shatter. You cum, hard, a choked gasp seizing your throat as you clench around Mingyu. Pleasure crashes over you in relentless waves as your eyes roll back.
Just as Seungcheol releases your neck, allowing you a single ragged breath, Mingyu seizes your hips. He drives into you with an animalistic pace, chasing his own release.
Only choked sobs and whimpers escape you as he drills into your oversensitive body. Seungcheol watches the two of you, a satisfied smirk on his lips.
With a final, guttural groan, Mingyu spills into you, his release mixing with your own, stuffing you so full it leaks out around him.
A shiver wracks your body as you feel a fleeting sense of satiation, but not enough—you still need to be filled up by Seungcheol after all.
Seungcheol's hands grip your waist, lifting you effortlessly from Mingyu's lap. You whine at the loss, feeling a trickle of cum escape your cunt. He lays you gently on the towel spread over the floor, his strong hands massaging the ache from your thighs.
"How're you feeling, princess? Thirsty?" he asks, his eyes soft with concern.
You nod, a purr in your voice. "Thirsty for your cum, Cheollie."
He barks a laugh. "You're such a freak," he chuckles, playfully pinching your nose. You whine and swat his hand away.
"Don't act like you guys aren't equally as freaky," you huff.
"She's got us there," Mingyu grins.
Seungcheol shakes his head, a low chuckle escaping him. "I do enjoy filling you up—especially if there's a possibility other people can see me claiming what's mine."
You clench around nothing at his words, coaxing another leak of cum.
"Oh? You'd like that, wouldn't you?" Seungcheol grins, raising an eyebrow. "Having someone close enough to see you getting stuffed by us."
You rub your thighs together, trying to soothe the growing ache in your core.
"Cheollie, please," you whimper.
He chuckles darkly. "Well, look at that. I see someone pulling up. Let's give them a show, shall we, princess?"
Before you can turn to look for the other yacht, Seungcheol spreads you open, slides his trunks down, and sheaths himself inside you in one fluid motion. A choked gasp is torn from your lips, your fingers flying to grip his shoulders. He gives you a moment to adjust before setting a punishing pace, each thrust pushing more of the previous mess out onto the towel beneath you.
You throw your head back, moaning as every snap of his hips makes you see stars—heaven couldn't feel better than this.
"Moan louder, baby. They seem to be enjoying it," Mingyu says with a wolfish grin. As if on cue, whistling and cheering can be heard from a distance.
Your body heats up at the thought of complete strangers watching you get fucked by Seungcheol, the idea making you clench around him unconsciously.
"Such a fucking slut," Seungcheol grits out, and you moan at the degradation.
He maintains his brutal rhythm as one hand sneaks between you, his thumb circling your clit with devastating precision. You whine, arching your body, feeling yourself teetering on the edge once more.
"Cum for me, princess. Make a mess all over my cock," he growls.
You shatter at his command, screaming his name as you squirt around him, further ruining the towel. Seungcheol follows with a guttural groan, filling you with his seed. Your eyes roll back at the feeling of being so utterly full, your pussy ruined and leaking copiously.
As Seungcheol pulls out, the wolf whistles and cheers from the neighbouring yacht become impossible to ignore. You whine, covering your face in a wave of embarrassment.
"Aw, princess is embarrassed," Seungcheol teases with a chuckle.
"Oh, but we're not done yet, baby," Mingyu smirks. "Let's give them one more show, shall we?"
He hovers over you, spitting onto your breasts, and a muffled whimper escapes you. He holds them together, sliding his hardened length between them, groaning at the sensation.
His hips begin to move, your body jolting with every thrust. Your eyes roll back as a moan is torn from your throat.
Seungcheol grabs your hand, guiding it to his shaft. "Put that hand to good use, princess," he gruffs out. Your fingers wrap around him, starting to jerk him off.
You moan at the thought of it—being used like this, putting on a show for the crowd of strangers watching.
"You like this, baby? Like being used like a slut?" Mingyu growls. You can only whimper in response.
You try to flick your wrist for Seungcheol, but it's difficult with the way your body jerks from Mingyu's thrusts. Seungcheol growls in frustration, wrapping his own hand around yours to guide you, setting a brutal, fast pace.
Mingyu spits on your breasts again, moaning at the sight of it dripping slowly down your chest.
"Shit, I'm close," Mingyu grunts.
After a few more frantic thrusts, he pulls out and comes across your breasts with a guttural groan, staining your skin with his release.
"Stick out your tongue," Seungcheol commands, and you instantly comply.
He follows with a groan, spilling over your face and tongue. You moan around the taste, swallowing his seed.
The three of you pant, catching your breath as you slowly come down from the high. And as you lie there, covered in their cum, you smile—completely and utterly satiated.
Synopsis: Basking under the Hawaiian sun on your private yacht, a single, deep craving takes hold of you, and it's for one thing only: cum. Good thing you have two boyfriends, ever eager to satiate your every need.
Pairing: Seungcheol x afab!reader x Mingyu
Genre: smut, established relationship, oneshot
Rating: mature
Word count: 2.5k
Warnings: polyamorous relationship, threesome, penetrative sex, unprotected sex (don't do this!), public sex, exhibitionism, size kink, choking, spanking, creampie, boob fucking, hand job, multiple orgasms, sub!reader, dom!Seungcheol, dom!Mingyu, cum ( just so much cum, it's in the name you know what you signed up for), lemme know if I missed anything!
Note: I'm alive!! I'm so sorry for disappearing on you guys ㅠㅠ Life hasn't been to kind to me ㅠㅠ I've been visiting hospitals almost every other day, to the point where they basically became my second home ㅠㅠ I'm still not feeling too well but I managed to slowly work on this fic for you guys. I hope this CxM fic can make up for my absence!
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You're at your limit. One more flex and you might just snap. You know your boyfriends, Seungcheol and Mingyu, love showing off their hard-earned hot bodies. But god—you're just a girl, and watching their muscles ripple under the Hawaiian sun is driving you insane.
You knew tagging along to Hawaii for their unit comeback shoot would leave you thirsty. But you hadn't expected this kind of thirst. No amount of water can quench it. The only thing that could satisfy you is their unit name—cxm.
Right now, you're lounging on a private yacht—just the three of you—enjoying a rare day off after a week of filming. You're tucked under the shade, watching your boyfriends swim in the clear blue sea. They tried to coax you in, but you chose to stay and enjoy the view instead.
Though "enjoy" would be an understatement. You're practically drooling as their muscles flex beneath the water, arms and backs working with every stroke.
When they finally climb back onto the yacht, you have to squeeze your thighs together to ease the throbbing between them. Your eyes trace the water trailing down their bodies, glistening under the sun. You want to lick every drop away. Are you a deprived, horny mess? Absolutely. But hey, it's not your fault. It's been days since they've touched you like that. Between filming and schedules, your needs have gone…unmet.
You groan and turn away, scared that if you keep staring, you might cum untouched.
"What's wrong, baby?" Mingyu's voice cuts through your inner turmoil. You hear his footsteps padding closer, and soon he's hovering over you.
"Is the sun getting to you?" he asks, resting a hand on your forehead.
Without meaning to, you let out a moan. A real, shameless moan. Damn—you knew you were horny, but not this horny.
"I think I know what's wrong," Seungcheol chuckles from behind Mingyu. "Princess is needy."
You groan and cover your face, embarrassed.
Mingyu smirks, raising an eyebrow. "Is that so?"
"Can you blame me?" you whine. "You two have been flexing and looking hot all week, and you haven't touched me in days."
"I'm touching you right now," Mingyu teases.
"You know what I mean!" you protest, and he lets out a low chuckle.
"Aww, baby's horny," he coos, cupping your blushing face.
"Shut up," you groan.
Mingyu clicks his tongue, fingers digging into your cheek, and you gasp.
"Where are your manners? Is that the way to ask, baby?" His tone drops, eyes sharp.
"I'm sorry," you whimper.
He hums in approval. "Good. You still remember how to behave. Now—how do we ask?"
"Touch me, please," you whisper, voice shaky.
"Good girl," he growls, before his lips crash into yours.
A moan escapes into the kiss, the breath stolen from your lungs. It was messy, desperate, a perfect mirror of everything you felt. Mingyu hoists you up with ease, flipping you over to settle in his lap. A whimper catches in your throat as you grind down against his hard bulge, and he groans, his fingers threading into your hair to pull your head back. You gasp.
"Don't think so, baby," he rasps, a smirk in his voice, and you whine in protest.
He leans in, scattering butterfly kisses down the column of your throat, his teeth grazing your skin. A tremor runs through you as your body temperature soars, the ache within coiling tighter.
A desperate whimper tears from your throat. "Gyu, please," you plead, your very core aching for his touch.
Mingyu's low chuckle rumbles through you before his hands begin a slow, deliberate descent down your torso. "Where do you want to be touched, baby?" he purrs.
His own hands provide the answer. "Here?" he murmurs, squeezing your chest and drawing a sharp gasp from you. His palms slide down to grip your thighs, giving them a firm squeeze. "Or here?" Then, one hand slips between your legs to cup your core, and a broken whimper escapes you. "Or here?" he purrs again.
"There, please," you whimper, your voice thick with need.
"Oh, here?" he teases, shifting his hand back to your thighs. Your eyes widen in frustration.
"No! Mingyu, please," you beg, squirming against him.
"Use your words, baby," he smirks, delighting in your desperation. "Where do you want me to touch you?"
A hot blush creeps up your neck. "My pussy," you mumble, averting your gaze.
"Hm? What was that, baby?" he prods, his voice laced with amusement.
"My pussy! Please touch my pussy!" you whine. The sound of his and Seungcheol's shared chuckle only makes you burn hotter.
Finally, Mingyu cups your aching core, and you can't help but whimper, grinding against his palm in a desperate search for relief.
"Such a needy baby," he chuckles.
He nudges your soaked bathing suit aside, baring your glistening core. A single, teasing finger slips between your folds, gathering your slick. You whine, throwing your head back.
"Shit, you're so wet for me," Mingyu growls.
"Turn her around. I want to see," Seungcheol commands.
In one smooth motion, Mingyu flips you, spreading you open for Seungcheol's intense gaze. You squirm under his scrutiny, a fresh wave of heat washing over you.
Mingyu pushes a finger into your needy hole, and you collapse back against his shoulder with a moan. The wet sounds from your pussy as he pumps his finger make your cheeks burn.
"She's so tight," Mingyu grunts, drawing a smirk from Seungcheol.
"Poor princess. Hasn't been fucked in days," Seungcheol chuckles, the taunt pulling a whine from your lips.
A second finger joins the first, and he curls them, hitting that perfect spot deep inside. You gasp, a broken moan following. Mingyu chuckles darkly, his fingers relentlessly abusing that spongy wall until a coil tightens in your stomach, threatening to snap.
"Gyu, please. I'm so close," you whimper.
He doesn't let up, his thumb finding your clit and circling it with ruthless precision—it's all it takes to shove you over the edge. You cum with a loud cry, chanting his name like a prayer, your release soaking his hand and dripping onto the floor below.
But you weren't satiated, far from it. You needed to be stuffed to the brim with their cum.
"Gyu, I need you inside me. Please," you pant, your body still tingling from your last orgasm.
"Such a fucking whore," Mingyu chuckles darkly.
He shimmied his swimming trunks down, freeing his hard length. His hands found your hips, guiding you as he slowly sinks you down onto him. Your fingers dig into his arms as he stretches you open, the overwhelming fullness making you drool.
For a moment, you just sat there, adjusting to the feeling of being so completely filled before you begin to move your hips, losing yourself in the pleasure. Soon, the air was thick with moans and the sound of skin meeting skin as you desperately chased your high.
Your thighs begin to burn, your movements turning sloppy with exhaustion. Mingyu let out a low chuckle, his arms encircling your waist. "Tired? Hm?" he purrs, his breath hot against your ear. You could only nod, breathless.
"No, make her work for it," Seungcheol says, stopping Mingyu from lifting you, drawing a whine from your lips.
Seungcheol walks over to you, one hand wrapping around your neck while the other tilting your chin up, forcing your gaze onto his.
"If princess wants to cum, she needs to work for it," he looks down at you, a devious smile playing on his lips.
With a frown, you started riding Mingyu again, your pants mingling with the sound of your bodies meeting. Beads of sweat roll down your skin, making it glisten under the sun. Seungcheol hums in approval, his fingers gently squeezing your neck, drawing a whimper from you. Beneath you, Mingyu groans, spreading his legs wider as he loses himself in your warmth.
"That's it, just like that, baby. Riding me so good," he groans.
With his free hand, Seungcheol undoes your top, letting your breasts spill free. He grabs a handful of flesh, palming it before pinching your pebbled nipple. You gasp, a whimper tearing from your throat as your rhythm falters.
That familiar coil is tightening deep within you, but a heavy exhaustion begins to creep into your bones. Your thighs burn, and you can't help but slow down.
"Is that all you got?" Seungcheol sneers, his grip on your neck squeezing tighter.
"Don't even think about stopping," Mingyu growls from behind, punctuating his words with a sharp smack to your ass that elicits a whimper from your lips.
Seungcheol's hold tightens, the pressure making your head spin. With one more cruel flick of his thumb against your nipple, you shatter. You cum, hard, a choked gasp seizing your throat as you clench around Mingyu. Pleasure crashes over you in relentless waves as your eyes roll back.
Just as Seungcheol releases your neck, allowing you a single ragged breath, Mingyu seizes your hips. He drives into you with an animalistic pace, chasing his own release.
Only choked sobs and whimpers escape you as he drills into your oversensitive body. Seungcheol watches the two of you, a satisfied smirk on his lips.
With a final, guttural groan, Mingyu spills into you, his release mixing with your own, stuffing you so full it leaks out around him.
A shiver wracks your body as you feel a fleeting sense of satiation, but not enough—you still need to be filled up by Seungcheol after all.
Seungcheol's hands grip your waist, lifting you effortlessly from Mingyu's lap. You whine at the loss, feeling a trickle of cum escape your cunt. He lays you gently on the towel spread over the floor, his strong hands massaging the ache from your thighs.
"How're you feeling, princess? Thirsty?" he asks, his eyes soft with concern.
You nod, a purr in your voice. "Thirsty for your cum, Cheollie."
He barks a laugh. "You're such a freak," he chuckles, playfully pinching your nose. You whine and swat his hand away.
"Don't act like you guys aren't equally as freaky," you huff.
"She's got us there," Mingyu grins.
Seungcheol shakes his head, a low chuckle escaping him. "I do enjoy filling you up—especially if there's a possibility other people can see me claiming what's mine."
You clench around nothing at his words, coaxing another leak of cum.
"Oh? You'd like that, wouldn't you?" Seungcheol grins, raising an eyebrow. "Having someone close enough to see you getting stuffed by us."
You rub your thighs together, trying to soothe the growing ache in your core.
"Cheollie, please," you whimper.
He chuckles darkly. "Well, look at that. I see someone pulling up. Let's give them a show, shall we, princess?"
Before you can turn to look for the other yacht, Seungcheol spreads you open, slides his trunks down, and sheaths himself inside you in one fluid motion. A choked gasp is torn from your lips, your fingers flying to grip his shoulders. He gives you a moment to adjust before setting a punishing pace, each thrust pushing more of the previous mess out onto the towel beneath you.
You throw your head back, moaning as every snap of his hips makes you see stars—heaven couldn't feel better than this.
"Moan louder, baby. They seem to be enjoying it," Mingyu says with a wolfish grin. As if on cue, whistling and cheering can be heard from a distance.
Your body heats up at the thought of complete strangers watching you get fucked by Seungcheol, the idea making you clench around him unconsciously.
"Such a fucking slut," Seungcheol grits out, and you moan at the degradation.
He maintains his brutal rhythm as one hand sneaks between you, his thumb circling your clit with devastating precision. You whine, arching your body, feeling yourself teetering on the edge once more.
"Cum for me, princess. Make a mess all over my cock," he growls.
You shatter at his command, screaming his name as you squirt around him, further ruining the towel. Seungcheol follows with a guttural groan, filling you with his seed. Your eyes roll back at the feeling of being so utterly full, your pussy ruined and leaking copiously.
As Seungcheol pulls out, the wolf whistles and cheers from the neighbouring yacht become impossible to ignore. You whine, covering your face in a wave of embarrassment.
"Aw, princess is embarrassed," Seungcheol teases with a chuckle.
"Oh, but we're not done yet, baby," Mingyu smirks. "Let's give them one more show, shall we?"
He hovers over you, spitting onto your breasts, and a muffled whimper escapes you. He holds them together, sliding his hardened length between them, groaning at the sensation.
His hips begin to move, your body jolting with every thrust. Your eyes roll back as a moan is torn from your throat.
Seungcheol grabs your hand, guiding it to his shaft. "Put that hand to good use, princess," he gruffs out. Your fingers wrap around him, starting to jerk him off.
You moan at the thought of it—being used like this, putting on a show for the crowd of strangers watching.
"You like this, baby? Like being used like a slut?" Mingyu growls. You can only whimper in response.
You try to flick your wrist for Seungcheol, but it's difficult with the way your body jerks from Mingyu's thrusts. Seungcheol growls in frustration, wrapping his own hand around yours to guide you, setting a brutal, fast pace.
Mingyu spits on your breasts again, moaning at the sight of it dripping slowly down your chest.
"Shit, I'm close," Mingyu grunts.
After a few more frantic thrusts, he pulls out and comes across your breasts with a guttural groan, staining your skin with his release.
"Stick out your tongue," Seungcheol commands, and you instantly comply.
He follows with a groan, spilling over your face and tongue. You moan around the taste, swallowing his seed.
The three of you pant, catching your breath as you slowly come down from the high. And as you lie there, covered in their cum, you smile—completely and utterly satiated.
Hiii, actually ur one of my favorite writers,a big fan of u from the tiddies series ,u write amazingly well,I'm not sure if ur writing smut at the moment but if u r ,I would like to request something and CXM threesome in yacht ,their recent Instagram post,no pressure tho,if u don't feel like writing it,no problem babe ,but if u r going to write it take ur time and deliver us a masterpiece,thank you.
Aww thank you so much anonie 🥹! Here you go, I'm sorry it took so long 🥺
Genre: fluff, newly established relationship, drabble
Rating: sfw
Word count: 0.3k
Note: I was in a soft Joshua mood today, so here you go! Hope you like it!
@chugging-antiseptic-dye tagging you so that you suffer :)
Gusts of wind nip at your face as colourful leaves drift to the ground, the moon shining brightly in a starless sky—autumn has arrived. You're walking side by side with Joshua, your boyfriend, who only recently made things official. He's walking you home after your date. It's still the early stage of your relationship, where every little action sends butterflies fluttering in your stomach.
You shiver, hugging yourself for warmth—you clearly didn't anticipate the night to be this cold and dressed too lightly. Noticing, Joshua quickly slips off his coat and drapes it over your shoulders. You look up at him in surprise, then blush as he adjusts it to make sure you're covered completely. Mumbling a quiet "thank you," you snuggle into the coat, smiling to yourself when you realise it smells like him.
As you walk further down the road, your breath catches when your fingers brush against each other. Joshua blushes too at the contact. Gathering his courage, he gently takes your hand in his. His large hand envelops yours, warm and comforting. Your heart flutters wildly, threatening to burst out of your chest as your cheeks grow hot, your lips fighting to contain a grin. He looks down at you, gives your hand a soft squeeze, and smiles.
Before long, the two of you reach your place, and your heart sinks a little at the thought of parting.
Joshua takes your other hand and brings it to his chest. Your breath hitches as you meet his gaze—those soft, bambi eyes sparkling under the moonlight.
"I really enjoyed our time together today," he says quietly.
He lifts your hands and presses a tender kiss to your knuckles, his eyes never leaving yours.
"To many more nights under the moon," he whispers, eyes filled with adoration.
