My Pleasure - Ateez Oneshot
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SUMMARY: Hongjoong and Seonghwa come home from shopping to hear some pretty interesting noises coming from upstairs, and who could blame them for wanting to join in?
So this is just brain rot, complete brain rot, but I love it! It all came about from a conversation with colorfulmoon_stars, so this entire fic is dedicated to you!!!!! Thank you for fueling my most spiciest ideas and encouraging me to write! Love you!!
Hope you all enjoy it!! And its my first every poly fic, so please be kind... I tried my best XD
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Hongjoong and Seonghwa had just come back from shopping, and it was to the sounds of grunting and panting coming from one of the upstairs rooms. They stood at the bottom of the stairs for a moment, both of them staring silently up the steps before Seonghwa chuckled and pat Hongjoong’s arm.
“You’d better go help them.” He smiled and ran his hand down Hongjoong’s arm to get to the bags and take them. “Sounds like they’re not quite getting it right. I’ll put these away and be up in a minute.”
He leaned in and kissed Hongjoong’s cheek before turning and disappearing down the hall, and Hongjoong quickly bounded up the stairs.
It didn’t take him long to find out where the sounds were coming from, the room at the very end of the hallway, his and Seonghwa's room. The door was slightly ajar, and the panting and grunting was becoming louder and more rushed the closer he got. When he walked inside his cock practically jumped when he saw Wooyoung on his back in the king sized bed, clutching to San’s muscled back with both his legs and hands while San fucked him roughly.
He watched for a moment, simply enjoying the view, before he slowly walked further in, discarding his clothes as he went. Once he was fully undressed, he reached down to stroke his hardened cock a few times before he crawled onto the bed behind San.
Wooyoung's eyes shot open as the bed dipped down and San’s hips momentarily stuttered, reaching out toward Hongjoong with a plea in his eyes and a desperate, “Hyung,” rolling off his tongue.
Hongjoong took his hand and pulled it to his mouth, kissed it gently, before leaning around a still thrusting San to kiss Wooyoung's lips. “Is San making you feel good?” He asked, and Wooyoung frantically nodded.
“But…” He gasped, tossing his head back as San’s thrusting increased in speed. “More… Want more.”
Hongjoong smiled and leaned around for another kiss, sucking in Wooyoung's bottom lip and releasing it with a smack before saying, “I know what you want, baby, San just gets too excited sometimes, we’ll get it for you.” Then he sat back, draping himself over San’s back and holding his waist to stop his movements. “You’re missing that sweet spot, Sannie, you’ve got to slow down,” he practically purred and licked up the wide expanse of San’s sweat slicked shoulders, before leaning over and whispering in his ear, “push down against Wooyoung more, widen his legs a bit, and roll your hips like this instead of just wildly thrusting.”
He guided San with his own body pressed tightly behind him, using his hands to push Wooyoung’s knees closer to the mattress, and then ground his hips against San’s ass in the exact motion he’d just described. He continued, grinding against San until he started following Hongjoong’s rhythm, and in no time Wooyoung was a moaning, writhing mess beneath them.
“That’s it, Sannie,” he moaned in San’s ear, still continuing to roll his own hips, revelling in the heat every time his cock slipped between San’s cheeks, “keep hitting that spot, nice and slow, build it up.”
Hongjoong was moaning along with the two of them by the time Seonghwa entered the room. He was already void of his clothes as he strode in, hard, and eyeing the three on the bed with a heated stare. As he walked past Hongjoong he ran the tips of his fingers up his back, trailing them into his hair, then continued forward to lean down and kiss Wooyoung.
Wooyoung turned into him, arching his back as San continued to assault his sweet spot while Seonghwa sucked in his bottom lip.
Then Seonghwa turned away from Wooyoung, tugging on his lip as he let it go and moved on to San. He kissed him with an open mouth, devouring him instantly, delving his tongue in his mouth to swirl with San’s. San moaned into his mouth and Seonghwa swallowed it, sucking on his tongue when he opened his mouth wider and moaned a second time.
They made out for a while, until Seonghwa smiled when he felt a hand reach up and run through his hair. He kissed San once more before pulling back then moving over to run tight fingers through Hongjoong’s hair.
“Seems like they’ve got it,” Seonghwa said, smiling down at a practically screaming Wooyoung, “San’s pleasing him well. Now come on, you know Wooyoung doesn’t like to share his Sannie for too long, and I need someone to please me.”
He moved his hand to Hongjoong’s chest and pushed him backward, turning him so that he was laying on his back at the bottom of the bed near San’s feet, then he mounted him, taking no time in grabbing his cock and guiding it to his entrance.
Hongjoong jolted his hands out and grasped his hips, but Seonghwa smiled and shook his head. “I prepped myself before I came in, I didn’t want to wait for you to open me, I just want you to fuck me. Listening to the three of you up here was enough, I want you now.”
Hongjoong nodded and laxed his grip slightly, though still kept his hands planted on Seonghwa’s hips as he slid down with ease, completely seated. Both of them tossed their heads back and released throaty moans, and Seonghwa wasted no time in beginning to rock himself on Hongjoong’s cock.
Hongjoong guided him back and forth with his hands while Seonghwa roamed the muscled expanse of his chest, stopping to play with his nipples as he grazed over them.
“Fuck, you always feel so amazing,” Hongjoong said, beginning to buck his hips up in time with Seonghwa’s rocking.
Seonghwa swirled his hips on his next thrust, sending Hongjoong so close to bliss already, and he smirked down when he arched up into him.
“And what can I do to make you feel even better?” He practically purred, sending Hongjoong into a spiral.
Hongjoong thrust his hips up once, hard, lifting Seonghwa off the bed and ripping a deep moan from him. Then he turned and looked over to San and Wooyoung who were still fucking each other with a desperate need. “Reach over and finger San, open him while he fucks Wooyoung.”
Seonghwa smiled down at Hongjoong, as if it would be his absolute pleasure to do so, and Hongjoong knew it would be. When Seonghwa held three fingers up to his mouth, he opened and let him in, sucking eagerly on them, then watched as Seonghwa turned slightly and reached toward San’s ass.
Seonghwa swirled his spit slicked finger around San’s hole once before he slowly pushed it inside. San’s hips stuttered momentarily at the intrusion, turning and looking over his shoulder to lock eyes with Seonghwa, before he turned back and continued rolling his hips into Wooyoung while also pushing back against Seonghwa’s fingers. It wasn’t long before Seonghwa was able to add a second finger, then a third with the help of Wooyoung who reached his hands down to pull San’s cheeks apart to give Seonghwa better access. With his third finger in, Seonghwa curled them up and the maon that ripped from San was enough to let him know he’d hit the right spot. And seconds later San was rutting back against him with a fevered need, moaning endlessly with every thrust back against Seonghwa’s fingers and every hit of his prostate, and again as his own cock dove deeper and deeper into Wooyoung's ass.
Hongjoong groaned at the sight, removing one of his hands from Seonghwa’s hip and lightly smacking San’s cheek before grabbing and kneading it. “Keep going,” he said, talking to both Seonghwa and San as his eyes were locked on the spot where Seonghwa’s fingers were deep inside San, “faster.”
His own hips quickened with his words, forcing Seonghwa to start bouncing, and the sound of Seonghwa’s ass slapping against his thighs had his cock twitching.
The door creaked open again and several sets of footsteps entered. Though all four of them were currently too deep in pleasure to look at their new guests, they all knew the rest of their boys had joined them, and each of them became all the more excited over the thought.
It was Mingi who spoke first, walking to the other side of the bed and leaning over Hongjoong to get to Seonghwa. “Why weren’t we invited to join in on the fun?” He asked, straddling Hongjoong’s face while he wrapped his arms around a still bouncing Seonghwa to knead and rub at his back. “Poor Yunho nearly came just listening, without even having a cock in his ass.”
Seonghwa abandoned San’s ass and reached forward to grab Mingi, and pulled him in for a filthy kiss that was all tongue. “Sorry, baby, Wooyoung and San started it and we just joined in.” He pulled him in again, shoving his tongue in his mouth and letting Mingi do the same before he turned and guided Mingi to his neck.
He let Mingi suck marks on his neck for a while, let him moan against his skin while Hongjoong lifted up to suck his cock while Mingi still straddled his face, then he pushed him back. He tilted his chin over Mingi’s shoulder to the three boys behind him. “They’re waiting for you. Go get them going, fuck Yunho until he’s nearly spent, then come back for me.” He leaned in and kissed Mingi once more before he pulled back and whispered against his lips, “But don’t cum inside any of them, I will tell you when you can cum and who you can cum in, do you understand?”
Mingi nodded, already panting and breaking a sweat across his forehead. Then he pulled away and shifted off the bed, pulling his cock from Hongjoong’s mouth with a pop as he turned and headed for the boys behind him caught in a three way make out session, all jammed onto a single arm chair.
He walked over, his cock bouncing as he did and spreading a mix of precum and his captains spit across his stomach, and he instantly reached in to separate the boys. Mingi manhandled each one of them into the position he wanted, knowing exactly where his boys should be and who liked what best. He knew Jongho liked to be on the bottom with Yeosang fucking him first, so he tossed him into the chair and forced his knees up for him to hold. Then he moved Yeosang to settle between Jongho’s legs. He then grabbed Yunho, his favourite to fuck first, and manouvered him behind Yeosang as he tucked himself behind Yunho.
They got to work opening each other up, but the sounds of the other four on the bed slapping their skin together and moaning each other's names had them already so worked up that they made quick work of it before they were all pushing their cocks into each other.
Mingi set the pace from the back, lifting one leg to rest on the arm of the chair while he vigorously pounded into Yunho's ass so hard that the boys in the middle didn’t even have to move. With each thrust he sent them forward into each other, Yunho into Yeosang, and Yeosang into an already writhing Jongho in the chair, and their four way became a quickly heated mess of slapping sticky skin and a chorus of chanted names mixed with the occasional demand of faster or harder.
Hands roamed as skin was grabbed and kneaded desperately, lips traveled muscled expanses of skin, tongues left trails behind as they went. Mingi reached over and moved Yeosang’s face toward Jongho, urging them to connect their lips, then he turned Yunho’s face back toward him and did the same, sucking and licking at Yunho’s lips and tongue while he continued to fuck into him hard.
Seonghwa watched them from where he still bounced on Hongjoong’s cock, watched them devouring each other while Mingi vigorously pounded them all into the chair. It made him feel greedy, he wanted more, he wanted his princess.
“Mingi,” he called him, and he stopped kissing Yunho to look over, “come to me now.”
Mingi smirked, turned back to kiss Yunho once more, before stepping back and pulling out of him. He moved to stand beside the three still connected, ran a hand through Yunho’s hair and shared a sloppy kiss with both Yeosang and Jongho simultaneously, before saying, “You two take care of Jongho, you know he likes to be fucked hard.”
They nodded and Jongho moaned beneath them as Mingi turned and rounded the bed to head for Seonghwa.
The older held his hands out to Mingi as he walked, the very definition of a greedy toddler reaching for his favourite toy, and grasped his face the second he was close enough. He pulled him in for a kiss, as filthy as the one Mingi had just shared with Yeosang and Jongho, but this one was all for him. He tugged his hand in the back of Mingi’s hair, tilting his head back to force Mingi’s mouth open further for better access to his tongue, moaning when Mingi took full advantage of the new angle.
Mingi shifted again, crawling over the bed to move behind Seonghwa and wrap both arms around him to pinch his nipples while they continued to kiss. Seonghwa kept his grip on Mingi’s hair, arching his back to reach him while Hongjoong still rocked up into him.
Seonghwa could feel himself getting closer, burning with the touch of both Hongjoong and Mingi completely surrounding him, so he pulled away from Mingi but kept their lips close.
“Mingi, stop,” he panted, tightening his grip on the back of his hair, staring up at him through lidded eyes with a heady gaze, “I need you inside me before I cum.”
Mingi nodded, too heated to use actual words. And placed his hands on Seonghwa’s hips to lift him off Hongjoong’s cock, but Seonghwa stopped him, shaking his head and placing his hands over Mingi’s.
“No, my princess.” He lifted one hand to run through Mingi’s sweat slicked hair. “I want both.”
Mingi’s heart jolted in his chest, his entire body shaking at the revelation of Seonghwa’s words. “Are… are you sure?”
“Yes, baby, I’m more than sure.” Then he leaned forward, pressing his chest against Hongjoong’s to give Mingi better access to his ass. “Now get inside me.”
Seonghwa turned his head to start a heated make out session with Hongjoong, and Mingi’s eyes moved to where Hongjoong’s cock was still deep in Seonghwa’s ass. He reached down, moved his fingers around Seonghwa’s rim and pushed one in slowly, the last thing he wanted to do was hurt his hyung. He pushed in a second finger and began scissoring them against Hongjoong’s cock, and once Seonghwa was moaning into Hongjoong’s mouth and starting to rock against Mingi’s fingers, he lined up his cock and slowly moved forward.
He held his hands on Seonghwa’s hips as he pushed his tip inside him, and when Seonghwa reached back to grab his arm and pull him forward faster, Mingi took no time in fully seating himself. The warmth from both Seonghwa’s ass and Hongjoong’s cock pressed against his own was nearly enough to make him cum, but Mingi took a second to breathe, calming himself before he began to thrust inside him with as much earnest as he had with the three before. He couldn’t cum so fast, he had to do everything he could to please Seonghwa and his captain, and just the thought made his entire body tingle.
Seonghwa was immediately overcome by pleasure with two cocks inside him, and broke his kiss with Hongjoong to moan over and over again, straight from his chest, as his ass was assaulted from behind and below. Hongjoong began thrusting up as well in opposite time from Mingi, both of them hitting Seonghwa’s prostate without a pause in between, and to both of their pleasure Seonghwa was shaking in seconds. His arms could barely hold him up, so Mingi reached an arm beneath him to keep him steady against his chest.
Seonghwa took the opportunity to turn his head, just enough to breathe in Mingi’s ear, “Good boy, Mingi, you’re such a good boy.” Mingi moaned, his hips suffering for a moment as Seonghwa’s voice continued to hit his ears, “Don’t cum yet, make me cum first then I’ll tell you when you can have your turn.”
“Make your hyung cum, Mingi,” Hongjoong said as he wrapped his legs around him and pulled him closer to Seonghwa, “make him feel so good that he cums on nothing but your cock.”
Mingi dug deep and ground harder into Seonghwa’s ass, and It only took a few thrusts before his back was arching against Mingi’s chest and he was cumming across Hongjoong’s stomach with a guttural moan.
He rode out his high, grinding against Mingi and Hongjoong as he caught his breath and came back down. Then he lifted himself from both cocks and turned, straddling Hongjooong backward so he was facing Mingi, grasping his blissed out face between his hands.
“Hyung, let me cum,” he panted, leaning forward to nuzzle into Seonghwa’s neck as he begged, “please let me cum.”
“Soon, baby,” he said, then reached down and grabbed Mingi’s aching cock, pulling a moan from him as he guided it to Hongjoong’s ass, “once your captain cums, then you can cum inside him, but not before, do you understand?”
“Yes, hyung,” he moaned.
“Good boy.” Seonghwa smiled, then sank himself back down on Hongjoong’s cock at the same time as Mingi pushed into the captain.
Their collective pleasured groans filled the room, and the instant slapping of Mingi’s thighs against Hongjoong hit the ears of the others, sending a wave of lust throughout the room. Hongjoong tightened his legs around Mingi even more, pulling him impossibly closer as he lifted up enough to grasp his neck and bring him closer to Seonghwa.
“Kiss your hyung, Mingi, let him swallow your moans.”
And he did. Mingi continued to pound into Hongjoong, ripping moan after chesty moan from his captain while his own were muffled by the onslaught of Seonghwa’s tongue in his mouth. Hongjoong’s hands reached around Seonghwa to pinch and pull at Mingi’s nipples, increasing his thrusts to an impossible speed. When Mingi pushed forward, laying Seonghwa back against Hongjoong’s chest, the change in angle gave him better access to Hongjoong’s prostate and he assaulted it with such vigour that Hongjoong arched up and came inside Seonghwa with a scream of Mingi’s name.
While Hongjoong laid back on the bed, head tossed back and arms stretched to the side, completely sated, Mingi halted his hips just long enough to lift up and nudge his nose against Seonghwa’s. “Please, hyung, let me cum now, please let me cum.”
Seonghwa, still sandwiched between them, smiled up at Mingi as he ran a hand through his hair. He shifted, letting loose a sigh at the feeling of Hongjoong’s cum slipping out of him when he lifted his hips and let Hongjoong’s cock fall from his ass. “Yes, baby, now you can cum. Cum inside your captain.”
Mingi fell forward again, putting all of his weight on Seonghwa so he could focus on driving his hips forward as fast as he could. He was so close, right on the edge, he just needed that last little push to let it all go.
“Say I’m good,” he breathed into Seonghwa’s neck where his face was nestled below his jaw, “tell me, please.”
Seonghwa practically purred, running his hands up and down Mingi’s back as he answered, “I’ve already told you, so why don’t you ask your captain this time?”
“Captain,” Mingi groaned, almost there, “Captain, please.”
“Fuck, you sound so good when you’re begging,” Hongjoong said and reached around to tightly grasp Mingi’s ass in both hands as he moaned, “you’re so good, Mingi, you fuck me so fucking good. Keep going, my good boy, cum inside me and make me feel even better. Cum, Mingi, cum now, good boy.”
That was all it took for Mingi to fall off that cliff. His hips jolted forward, pushing Hongjoong and Seonghwa across the bed as he locked up and finished inside Hongjoong with a chesty grunt.
Seonghwa slipped out from between them, maneuvering a completely limp Mingi to lay on Hongjoong’s chest. Then he took Hongjoong’s arms and wrapped them both around Mingi. “Take care of him.”
Hongjoong smiled as he watched Seonghwa crawl over the bed to sit beside Wooyoung and San, then he looked back down to Mingi. He rubbed his hands gently over Mingi’s back, his shoulders, through his hair, and kissed his head softly while he whispered, “You were so good, princess, you’re always amazing.” Mingi hummed contentedly, and Hongjoong lifted his chin just slightly to direct his gaze at the three beside them. “And as your reward you can relax with Captain and watch while San cums inside Wooyoung.”
San was still going strong, still hitting Wooyoung's prostate relentlessly with every thrust since Hongjoong had adjusted his hips. But San wasn’t going to last much longer, he never did when he had Wooyoung beneath him moaning a chorus of his name, and now Seonghwa’s hands were trailing fire over every inch of his sweat slicked skin.
“I’m gonna cum, Wooyoungie,” he panted between grunts while Seonghwa leaned in and started sucking on the back of his neck, “I’m not gonna last, babe.”
“It’s okay, Sannie, just cum. I know Seonghwa’s making it hard for you to hold on.”
As if that was his cue to make it even more difficult, Seonghwa smirked against San’s skin and bit down against the curve of his shoulder while his nails raked across his skin. That was enough for San and he tossed his head back, throat exposed and Wooyoung shot his hand out to wrap around it. San came on a scream, his hips jolting forward with so much force that Wooyoung was shoved up the bed and squished against the headboard.
When San was able to breathe properly, he immediately looked down at Wooyoung beneath him. He was also a panting, huffing mess, but when he looked further down he found Wooyoung's cock still fully erect and aching against his stomach.
“Sannie, are you okay?” Wooyoung asked, gaining his attention back.
“Baby, you didn’t cum,” he answered and reached a hand down, “here, let me-”
Wooyoung stopped him and shook his head. “It’s okay, Sannie, I’ll cum don’t worry.”
San turned his head to the side, to where Yunho and Yeosang were taking turns fucking Jongho in the chair, then he turned back to Wooyoung. “Who do you want, baby?”
“Sangie,” he answered with a smile. Then he lifted his legs so San could slide out of him easier, groaning at the loss of his cock, and slapped a hand on his hip as he climbed off him. “Once you send Sangie over you can take his place, have some fun with Jongho and Yunho, baby.”
San beamed down at Wooyoung and leaned in to kiss him once more before he hopped off the bed and made his way to the action happening in the chair. Yeosang was between Jongho’s legs, holding both of his knees over his shoulders while he drove into him, and Yunho was sitting on the arm of the chair, reaching down to jerk Jongho off while he watched him with a heated gaze.
San stood behind Yeosang, grabbing his hips to stop him from pounding Jongho. “Sangie, Wooyoung wants to have you,” he said and leaned down to kiss the back of his neck, “let me have Jongho for a minute.”
Yeosang nodded, his heavy, lust filled eyes now locked on Wooyoung. He took no time in crossing the bed and straddling him, leaning down, running his hands up his chest to say against his lips, “What do you want, Wooyoungie? Tell me.”
Wooyoung hummed and trailed his hands up Yeosang’s thighs to land on his hips. “Ride me hard, Sangie, make me cum.”
Yeosang smiled. “That I can do,” he said, then kissed Wooyoung and sat back.
He reached back to grasp Wooyoung's cock and lined it up with his entrance, fully seating himself in one move. With his head tossed back he started bouncing to a steady rhythm, grinding down each time his ass met Wooyoung’s hips.
“Ah, Sangie, you feel so good,” Wooyoung whined, tightening his grip to the point where he was sure he’d leave bruises on Yeosang’s skin. But Yeosang didn’t care, he loved the reminder.
While Yeosang continued to bounce, fueling the fire Wooyoung could feel growing in his groin, Seonghwa leaned in and pressed his lips to Yeosang's ear. He licked the shell of it, eliciting a shiver from Yeosang, before pressing as close as he could to him and whispering in a deep, just fucked tone, “Are you making Wooyoung feel good, my sweet Sangie? You’re always so tight that I know Wooyoung must be close, he probably was the second you sank down on him.”
Yeosang threw his head back even more and arched his back over Wooyoung's knees behind him while he moaned, and Seonghwa continued.
“And is Wooyoung making you feel good too, baby? Is his cock hitting the right spot? Is he going to make you cum too?”
Yeosang moaned again, and it only increased in pitch and volume when Wooyoung lifted his hips and held him still, driving up into him with a force that had him seeing stars.
“Fuck, yes, yes!” Wooyoung screamed over and over again as he assaulted Yeosang’s ass, unable to hold himself back any longer, especially with the help of Seonghwa’s sultry encouragement. “I’m close, Sangie, cum with me.”
Yeosang grunted in response and travelled a hand down his chest toward his bouncing cock, but it was swatted away and replaced with Seonghwa’s. He jerked Yeosang off in time with Wooyoung, again leaning in to whisper into his ear, “Cum for me, Yeosang, cum with Wooyoung.”
After a few hard jerks and a few more thrusts from Wooyoung both of them came hard, Wooyoung inside Yeosang and Yeosang all over Seonghwa’s hand. They were both spent and completely sated, and Yeosang was lax against Seonghwa’s arm that was holding him upright. He laid him down against Wooyoung's chest and tucked him under his chin, then he laid down beside them and pushed himself into Wooyoung's side.
Watching Wooyoung come undone while Yeosang rode him, his face completely blissed out and his body thrumming with his release, had San ready to cum a second time. He’d milked the rest of his own climax into Jongho, and was now bent over Yunho who’d taken Jongho’s spot in the chair, while Jongho had moved behind him and was fucking into San with every ounce of strength he had.
San’s face was pressed into Yunho's crotch, so he took the chance to take his cock in his mouth and run his tongue along the base. He let the rocking from Jongho behind him do most of the work, and Yunho thrust a hand in his hair, tugging tightly while San sucked him off. Jongho’s hips picked up, pushing into San harder and forcing him further onto Yunho's cock, pressing it against the back of his throat.
Eventually San’s moans became too much and Yunho was fucking up into San’s open mouth, so he pulled out but kept a tight grip on his hair while he brought his other hand to his cock. While Jongho gave San the pounding of his life from behind, Yunho vigorously pumped a hand up and down his own cock. The look on San’s face and the tiny dribble of his own precum slipping out of the corner of his mouth was too much, and with one more thrust Yunho came, spurting it across San’s cheek as Jongho came as well.
Jongho reached forward and grabbed both of San’s shoulders as he finished, pulling San back against him as close as he could possibly get as he filled him. When he pulled out he looked down to watch, smiling as his cum slid from San’s pulsing hole, then leaned down and pressed a kiss on each of San’s cheeks before standing again and slapping him. It jolted San forward and ripped one last moan from him, then Jongho lifted him, held him against his chest and turned his head for a sloppy kiss. He turned and walked them both toward the bed, reaching a hand out for Yunho on the way and dragging him along with them.
The three of them climbed onto the bed. Jongho grabbed Yunho to cuddle together beside Seonghwa who turned around to join them, and San moved himself over to wedge between Seonghwa and Wooyoung. He placed a finger on Wooyoung's chin and turned his head toward him, he kissed him slowly, licked his tongue into his mouth and cradled his chin as he did. When he pulled back he helped Wooyoung lift an almost sleeping Yeosang over to lay on his chest, then held out his arm for Wooyoung to lift his head and lay on it. Wooyoung turned and wrapped an arm and a leg over the entwined combination of San and Yeosang, before tucking his head under his chin and following Yeosang toward sleep.
Seonghwa had turned his head to look at them, to watch while his pleasured babies fell asleep in each other's arms. Jongho and Yunho had also passed out beside him while he alternated running a hand through each of their hair, and a glance down to the bottom of the bed made him smile when he found Mingi asleep as well on Hongjoong’s chest.
Hongjoong continued roaming his hands soothingly over Mingi, even in sleep, and he lulled his head to lock eyes with Seonghwa. “I love you,” he said, smiling as he reached out a hand to rub up and down Seonghwa’s calf, “I love all of you so much.”
Seonghwa smiled and hummed in response as he stretched, cat-like, into Hongjoong’s touch. “I love all my boys too.” Then he settled back, snuggling into Jongho and Yunho as he added, “Now, get some sleep, my darling, knowing our boys they’re going to be ready for round two very soon.”
“That's fine with me, but this time,” his grip tightened around Seonghwa’s ankle, “I get you all to myself.”
Seonghwa sat up, just enough to tilt his head toward Hongjoong with a smirk the devil would be proud of. “Fuck me hard enough, make me feel it even after you’ve pulled out of me, and you can have me all to yourself as many time as you want, baby.”
Hongjoong matched his look. “I’ll fuck you until you can’t stand if that’s what you want, and the second I’m ready I’m going to do just that.”
“I very much look forward to it, my love.”
