𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐙𝐘 — １
summary: how did you get herself into this? It all started with a flirtatious smile, an adrenaline rush and a blowjob. you never thought giving taeyong a blowjob in the backseat of his car would put your world upside down. now, almost 2 years later, you moved into your new condo with your two boyfriends, who also happened to be two successful businessmen. everything seemed to be going alright, until they weren't.
warnings: 「dotae x reader, smut (threesome, unprotected sex; anal sex, oral sex f. receiving), polyamorous relationship, swearing, angst, mentions of blood, accidents, death threats 」
word count: 「 6K 」
Hello everyone!! I’m not quite sure how many parts will this fic have because I'm still currently working on it, but I hope y'all enjoy it <3. Also, I’d like to apologize for any grammar mistakes since English isn't my first language.
TWO
Your advice on keeping two businessmen content in a polyamorous relationship are:
They should be friends. Men normally don't care enough for each other enough to share a woman between them. This is why it’s good that they are already friends... or boyfriends. Taeyong and Doyoung were already dating when you first met them.
Don't neglect the socially stable one who can function long periods of time by himself for the one who needs constant supervision and guidance. Yes, Taeyong can't spend hours with people around him while Doyoung can spend days talking to people. And sometimes, you think it is exhausting talking to people for too long.
Be sensitive to their differences. Doyoung hates cheesy stuff while Taeyong lives for them. He loves sending you flowers, chocolates, taking you shopping, hugging you… It’s not like Doyoung doesn’t show you affection, he’s more private but he won’t hesitate to hold your hand or peck you in public once in a while so people can know you’re his. And maybe once in a while he will send you flowers to your office.
Sex. Yes, the idea of two beautiful men in your bed every night just does it for you. Doyoung has one special rule and is that you and Taeyong can't have sex if he's not there. And if applies to him as well, you can’t have sex with him if Taeyong isn’t there.
Roles. Doyoung is -most of the time- the dominant, while Taeyong tends to have his days as the dominant or the submissive. And you never change. You are their willing submissive that will do everything and get them pleased.
“So, I think this is the last of them,” Taeyong mutters through a strained grunt, stacking three more carefully packed boxes of your belongings by the loft door. “Whew!” He stands in the entry way with his hands on his hips, staring at the haul ready to go downstairs to the moving van, double-parked by the curb.
You smiled at him. "Thanks for coming and helping me." You gave him a peck.
"It's nothing," he kissed you back.
“What have you got there?” Taeyong asks, walking over and sitting on the arm opposite you to witness the way your face lights up with each reveal, your smile brightening with some costumes.
“These are all the costumes I’ve ever worn for every performance I did when I worked at Disneyland,” You explain.
“I didn’t know they let you keep them.” Taeyong reaches out and you hand one over.
"They don't," You say and Taeyong looks at you and raises a questioning eyebrow, but you simply laugh.
“Don’t ask,” you say with a wave of your hand vaguely in front of his face. “Anyway, I should give them away.”
"Or you could keep a few of them and dress up for us," Taeyong winked at you and you laugh.
"They won't fit me anymore. My boobs and ass are bigger as they were when I was 18."
Taeyong pouted. "At least I tried."
"Besides, you and Doyoung always get me sexy lingerie, I haven't even put on the purple you brought me from Milan," you say and you paste the 'fragile' sticker on some of the boxes.
"Maybe tonight is your lucky night," Taeyong winks at you.
You chuckle shaking your head and smirks looking at him. "But seriously, thank you for coming today even though you're busy."
"You know I'll do everything for you," Taeyong extends his hand so you could grab it, and when you do it, he sits you on his lap. He cups your face in his hands and kisses you. You kiss him back placing your hands on his chest.
Taeyong's hands go from your face to your waist, pulling you closer to him. He kisses your jaw and then goes low to your beck. You close your eyes biting your lip and then sigh backing up a bit. "Why are you always torturing me?"
Taeyong giggles. "I'm sorry, I can't help myself."
"I hate you," you growl standing up. "Now move your ass so we can finish packing everything."
"Yes, ma'am."
…
"This place is... I can't even find a work to describe it," you say, walking around the spacious penthouse Doyoung and Taeyong bought for the three for you.
“Of course, we're billionaire genius businessmen. We have more money than we know what to do with. So, please, tell me again, why is it you’re carrying boxes up to the penthouse?” Doyoung stares at you.
You bite the corner of your bottom lip to keep from grinning, your step not faltering. You place the box in the center of the living room with the others.
“I can do it myself. I have super strength, Doyoung” you mock him.“And it's not like lifting boxes isn’t a hardship, baby. Or is it for you?"
Taeyong giggles looking down to the floor and Doyoung raises both eyebrows, looking at you. "Excuse me?"
"We get it, you cannot lift up boxes," you shrug. “It’s okay, baby.”
"I certainly can, but I'd rather lift up your legs and put them around my neck," Doyoung says, nonchalant.
"Then show me, baby," You say, almost crawling to him.
Doyoung exhales and looks at Taeyong. "Bedroom. Now."
You remember the first time you were with them as their ‘girlfriend’. It was so good you barely could walk the next day.
2 YEARS AGO
Doyoung and Taeyong made a bet with each other, who could make you call out their name the loudest, who could make you cum first, hardest, and most, who could give you the most pleasure. Taeyong was reluctant, but agreed seeing your confused face as you sprawled out on the bed, half naked.
Doyoung had you seated on his lap, and his lips on your bare neck. Taeyong pressed a soft kiss to your clothed clit, making you squirm. Doyoung leaned to your ear. “Be still for him, love.” He whispered, nipping your ear. You turned your head to kiss him on the lips.
Doyoung shoved his tongue in your mouth and groaned a little as your hips lifted to Taeyong, then fell onto his erection that pressed against your ass. Taeyong, unhappy at the no attention, moved your underwear to the side and sucked your clit in his mouth. You broke the kiss to moan loudly and push against his mouth.
“Take her hips.” He said to Taeyong, who compiled quickly pinning your hips to Doyoung's. Doyoung hooked his arms under yours, lifting them above your head, giving Taeyong a perfect view of your body. “Isn't she beautiful?” Doyoung asked huskily. Taeyong lifted his head, much to your protest and gave a low groan.
“Gorgeous,” He breathed. Taeyong's eyes went from your body to Doyoung. In an instant he moved forward and kissed you, then moved beside your head to Doyoung. You moaned lowly, hearing them kiss wetly and they both gave a grunt.
“Doyoung... Taeyong...” You whined while rubbing your legs together. Taeyong broke the kiss with Doyoung and moved to you. Your lips collided, and Doyoung’s lips bit and sucked at your neck. He released your hands and slid them down your naked torso. You moaned in Taeyong's mouth. You hooked one arm behind you around Doyoung's neck, grabbing his hair. The other hand reached forward and grabbed Taeyong's dark hair. Taeyong took no time taking off your panties and sliding a hand along your mound. You threw your head back on Taeyong's shoulder. Taeyong moved to the opposite side of your neck. Doyoung and Taeyong kissed your neck, until their mouths met. You moaned hearing them moan. One of Doyoung's hands moved to Taeyong's hair, the other moved to his boxers, pushing them down slightly.
Doyoung broke the kiss and Taeyong finished taking off the rest of your clothing. You jumped feeling both their erections touch you, front and back. You closed your eyes and your stomach fluttered at the promise of both of them being inside you at the same time.
“Please... I need you both.” You whined.
“Same time?” He asked. “Front or back?”
“Please yes at the same time, do both, please I need... just please.” You whimpered, moving your hips back and forth grinding on both men. The both moaned. Doyoung's hand suddenly came to your ‘back door’. His hand was slick and warm. One finger traced around the hole then pushed in. You gasped and ground down slightly.
“C-careful... I’m sensitive.” You whisper causing Doyoung to groan and slowly push another finger in. You clench around him and moan highly at the odd feeling.
“Tell me if it hurts, god you’re so tight.” Doyoung groaned into the crook of your neck, now grinding against your lower back.
“(y/n).” Taeyong grunts your name. You turn your head to see a messy haired, wide eyed, pupils blown, lips wet and swollen. You moaned again and nearly came. Taeyong smashed his lips against yours and the hand in his hair tightened.
“Fuck, Doyoung.” You whine, breaking the kiss as he pushes in a third finger. It stung slightly, but when he started moving them it felt somewhat better. “I’m ready, please.” You tug on Doyoung's hair, hoping to egg him on. Doyoung nodded and pulled his fingers out, leaving you empty.
“Wall?” He asked Taeyong. Taeyong looked back and nodded. Doyoung moved you into Taeyong’s arms and he stood up. Taeyong stood with him, and they moved to a wall to brace you against.
With Doyoung’s back against the wall, your back on Doyoung’s chest, and Taeyong's chest on your chest you were sandwiched between them. Taeyong entered first and moaned lowly, pressing his forehead against your shoulder. Doyoung leaned forward pressing a kiss to the top of his head. Next it was Doyoung's turn, he was careful, considering you had never done anal before.
“Fuck (y/n) you’re so tight.” Doyoung groaned. Taeyong moved up and kissed you fully, his hips started to move. They started out as when one was in you the other was out, never having you empty. Eventually they decided to go the same quick pace.
“Doyoung! T-Taeyong” You cried out hitting your first orgasm. The tightness was too much for Doyoung and he quickly came. Taeyong groaned and finally released last. Taeyong heaved you off of Doyoung, Doyoung pulling out of you in the process.
“Stand for me, princess.” Taeyong whispered letting your legs drop to the floor. You were shaky, but were able to stand. Doyoung and Taeyong switched places, to where Taeyong’s back was on the wall and Doyoung was in front. Doyoung hoisted your legs up around his waist and made it easier for Taeyong whose arms wrapped under your ass to support you. Doyoung pressed his lips against yours, taking a minute to just kiss you. It wasn't until Taeyong ground up to your ass and whined did you break the kiss.
“Sorry honey.” Doyoung murmured and leaned forward kissing Taeyong as he entered you. You gasped at how hard he was. Taeyong pressed in and groaned. They began to move, as they did before starting out at different paces then matching up. They continued to kiss and you made the mistake of turning your head to look at them. It was probably one of the most sexual things you've ever seen.
You moaned loudly and clenched around them coming a second time.
Your head tossed back on Taeyong’s shoulder, your body overwhelmed with scenes. They stopped thrusting and instead lifted your body on their erections. You fell forward onto Doyoung this time and moaned loudly into his neck, biting down. Tears brimmed your eyes.
“D-Doyoung... Taeyong... I can't I-I can't,” Your voice came out horse, whiny, and breathy. Doyoung moaned.
You clenched again and came, tears of pleasure falling from your eyes. Doyoung came quickly after along with Taeyong. You slumped and breathed hard, small whimpers. Doyoung panted heavy and peeled you off of Taeyong, they both pulled out of you, making you wince. Taeyong sighed and walked to the bed with Doyoung trailed close behind. Taeyong laid you down in the middle of the bed and crawled in beside you, Doyoung crawling on the other side of you. You turned to kiss Taeyong, then Doyoung, then they both leaned forward kissing each other. They wrapped their arms around you, both placing a kiss on your cheek.
After you hot sex session with yout two boyfriends, you take a shower and changed into comfy clothes so you could keep unpacking. Doyoung told you you would only need your clothes and your most precious things so you didn't worry about furniture. Taeyong and Doyoung helped you to tidy up your clothes inside the big ivory walking closet in your bedroom and you smile seeing your clothes next to them. So domestic.
By noon, Doyoung took you to one of the rooms saying it was for you only. When you opened the door, you were speechless: you had your own office inside the penthouse. The office's walls are windows that have a view to the city. On the white desk sat a brand new desktop computer, a notebook lying closed. There was a big wine velvet couch. A bookshelf, bursting with books was in a corner. It was your own space.
"Guys..." You turn to them, smiling.
"It was Doyoung's idea, he said you'd need a space for you only," Taeyong says, leaning against the doorframe.
You look at Doyoung and hug him by the waist. "And you said you don't do cheesy stuff."
"I don't," Doyoung huffs. "I just thought of it."
"It's still cheesy," You say, smirking at him.
"Can't you simply say thank you?"
"Thank you," you peck him in the lips. "It means a lot."
"I know," he pecks you back. "I didn't decor it because I wanted you to do it."
"That's cheesy," Taeyong mokes him.
Doyoung shushed him and brought his attention back to you. "I have something else for you."
"What is it?" You inquire.
He pulls away and takes his wallet out of his jeans, taking out a credit card. He hands it to you and you frown. "I already have the ones you gave me months ago, I don’t see why I need a new one."
"This is the black Amex" he winks at you. "Spend as much as you want, love."
Your mouth hangs open in surprise. "Doyoung..."
"No," Doyoung shakes his hand. "Just take it."
"Take it," Taeyong says, still leaning against the doorframe. "And don't worry, you don't need to tell us what you buy."
"Unless you buy a boat, I'd appreciate it if you notify us," Doyoung smiles.
You giggle. "I would never buy a boat."
"Then we're relieved," Taeyong beams.
You sigh. “Don’t you think this is too much?”
Taeyong’s feet walk the distance standing next to Doyoung and cup your face with his hands, meeting your gaze. “We want you to have the best.”
“But you guys have given so much already,” you say, gazing at both men. You reach out by taking Doyoung’s hand in yours. “As long as I have you with me I’m well-served.”
“I know,” Doyoung kisses your hand and with his other arm, he pulls Taeyong closer to him, “but I’m still spoiling you. Both of you.”
The corner of Taeyong’s mouth turns up. “I’m richer than you.”
“So?” Doyoung narrows, “Let’s drop this conversation. (Y/N), you’re keeping the credit card, okay?”
You nod. “Yes, baby.”
One of the corners of Doyoung’s lips lifts and winks at you. “Good girl.”
…
A week later, you show up to work a little bit earlier than usual since you have so much stuff to get done. Being the Editor-in-Chief of Disclosure Magazine, whose job is to polish and refine a story or an article, was not easy. You manage a team of writers and editors, determine the look and feel of the publication, decide what to publish and oversee the publication's operations and policies. And of course some people didn’t make it any easier, but you accomplished to get the magazine to being one of the most popular.
Disclosure Magazine is a business magazine that features original articles on finance, industry, investing, and marketing topics. And something you find very interesting is that your two boyfriends had been on the magazine before you met them.
By the time lunch time arrives, you check your phone and smile at Doyoung’s text message.
ꜰʀᴏᴍ: ᴅᴏʏᴏᴜɴɢ
ᴛᴏ: (ʏ/ɴ)
ɪ ʀᴜꜱʜᴇᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ꜱᴀʏ ɢᴏᴏᴅʙʏᴇ. ʟᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴜᴘ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʟᴜɴᴄʜ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ..
ꜰʀᴏᴍ: (ʏ/ɴ)
ᴛᴏ: ᴅᴏʏᴏᴜɴɢ
ɪ ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ. ɪ’ᴍ ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ʟᴜɴᴄʜ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴊᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴ ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪꜱ ʜᴜʙʙʏ. ʙᴜᴛ ꜱᴇᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ? ;)
ꜰʀᴏᴍ: ᴅᴏʏᴏᴜɴɢ
ᴛᴏ: (ʏ/ɴ)
ʙᴇᴛ.
You grab your purse as you leave your office, giving your assistant Leah instructions in case someone calls looking for you.
Although you never properly admit to it, you had to admit that you had the biggest crush on Jaehyun when you first met him almost ten years ago. Both of you were in their first year of university you met and since that day you two became inseparable. The crushing ended when he confessed to you he was into guys but he wanted to be your friend. It was awkward at first, but then you passed that and became roommates.
Then you introduced Johnny to Jaehyun and they hated each other the moment they saw them. Jaehyun didn't talk to you for a week after the date they went on was a tragedy. But three years later, they met each other again at Johnny's graduation party and ended up hooking up. Six years later, they got married.
“(Y/N)! Over here.” You hear your best friend shout, smiling soon afterwards.
“Hey there, guys.” You smirk at them, tapping Jaehyun on the back and kissing his cheek.
"No kiss for me?" Johnny pouts.
You roll your eyes and kiss Johnny's left cheek. "Hello, big baby boy."
Johnny smiles proudly. “You look radiant.”
“Thank you,” you say as you sit next to Jaehyun. “This is what love does to people.”
Jaehyun rolls his eyes and snorts. “Show off.”
You giggle and Johnny crossed his arms on his chest. “What is that supposed to mean?”
Jaehyun laughs and places a hand on one of Johnny’s arms. “I was kidding, babe. Jeez, you’re so dramatic.”
Johnny hums and you smile looking at both men. “I missed you guys.”
“So did we!” Johnny beams. “We also have great news.”
“You do? What is it?” You query.
Johnny and Jaehyun look at each other smiling and turn to you. “We have been approved to adopt a baby!” Jaehyun’s eyes lit up.
“Oh my, God!” Your corners of your eyes crinkling. “You guys are getting a baby? I’m so happy for you!” You hug Jaehyun sitting next to you and rub Johnny’s shoulder. “But when did you apply? I didn’t even know you were already there.”
Johnny shrugs. “We didn’t tell anyone because we didn't want things to go south, you know? And now that thing is official, we can tell whoever we want.”
Jaehyun smiles. “Yeah, I still don’t believe this is real. We’re so excited.”
“And do you have a date already? Like, do you know when are you picking up your kid?” You ask.
“Not yet, but the lawyer said it won’t take more than two months,” Johnny explained.
“But we know it’s a baby girl,” Jaehyun grins.
Your eyes and nose crinkle and rub your hands together. “This is so stirring! I’m happy for you guys. Oh my, God, I’m gonna be an auntie!”
Jaehyun and Johnny nod giggling. “Yes, you will be an auntie. The best auntie ever.” Jaehyun winks at you.
“You say that because you two are only children,” you crossed your arms on your chest.
“Well, yeah,” Johnny says pinching his nose.
“We should order some mimosas to celebrate,” Jaehyun proposed.
You clap your hands. “Yes, yes, definitely.”
Johnny makes a polite hand gesture calling a waiter ordering three mimosas. After the waiter wrote the order down, he excuses himself leaving you again. “So, will our daughter have cousins?” Johnny inquiries.
You clear your throat, sliding a little on your chair. “I don’t know.”
“You haven’t talked about this?” Jaehyun furrows his eyebrows.
You shake your head. “Nope, and I don’t think we’re there yet. Plus, I think having a child while in a polyamorous relationship is a bit complicated, dont you think? I mean, I love them but how will I explain to my kids what kind of relationship I have with their dads?”
Johnny purses his lips as if thinking. “And I thought of explaining to my daughter why she has two dads… you’re screwed.”
You let out a dry chuckle. “That helps a lot, Johnny.”
Johnny shrugs and Jaehyun leans back on the chair. “So you don't plan on having kids with any of them?”
“I…” You tilt your head to the side. “I don’t know. I mean, Taeyong has two nephews and he’s amazing with them. And I heard Doyoung said once he’d love to have a kid one day... I don’t know. ”
“Jaehyun,” Johnny calls him,” stop tormenting her. It’s none of our business if they want to have kids or not.”
“Johnny 's right. Sorry (Y/N). “ Jaehyun apologised.
“It’s okay, and don't worry. If we ever are there, you guys will be the first ones to know,” you smirk at them.
The waiter comes back with the three mimosas on the tray and asks you if you want to check the menu, leaving you again.
You have a sip of your mimosa and smirk. “I better order something to eat or I’ll get fired for getting drunk during working hours.”
“Thank God I’m my own boss,” Johnny smiles before having a sip of his drink.
…
By 6 PM you are back in the penthouse, coming out of the shower wrapped in a blue towel. You stand in front of the mirror and apply a face mask to hydrate your skin. Then, you rub your hands together to warm up the lotion and then apply it to your body gently pressing the lotion into your skin with slow sweeping motions.
Taeyong texted you earlier saying he would be late and Doyoung is on his way to the penthouse. You get into the big walking closet and grab a lilac silk robe. You don’t even bother to put on underwear since you want to be more comfortable.
You come back to the bathroom and remove the face mask, rinsing your face. Once your face is dry, you get out of the bathroom going downstairs, walking barefoot on the elegant herringbone Brazilian wood floors, in direction to the kitchen. You open the refrigerator doors, thinking what to make for dinner. Tugging on your right ear, you decide to make Mongolian chicken and take out all of the ingredients.
You move to the kitchen island and start to thinly slicing the chicken breast when you hear the door open. “(Y/N)?” Doyoung calls you softly.
“In the kitchen!” You reply.
Doyoung walks to the kitchen and goes around the kitchen island standing behind you. “Hi, baby.” He wraps his arms around your waist and rests his chin on his shoulder.
You smile, still slicing the chicken breast. “Hi, sexy.”
You feel Doyoung smiles at the name you gave him. “What are you making?” He asks.
“Mongolian chicken,” you place the sliced chicken inside of a bowl.
Doyoung presses his body against your back, placing a soft kiss to your neck. Your body tenses as he nips and kisses your neck. His hands palming the curve of your hips. You lean your back against him as his hand travels up your body between your breasts. Gently he grasps you by your chin and turns your head. "You're not wearing any underwear," he whispers to your ear and he bites your right earlobe.
You are suffocating as your breath is taken away from your lungs at Doyoung's every touch on your body. "Should I apologise for that?"
Doyoung clicks his tongue and looks at you with disapproval. “You want me to show you some manners, love?”
He turns you to face him and his lips meet yours for the first time, his lips moving sinfully against yours sending a wave of excitement through your body. You two are deepening the kiss, pulling your hips against him, allowing you to feel his hardened length. "Show me some manners." You say biting his bottom lip.
He reaches down, pulling you up by the back of your thighs, you instantly wrap your legs around his waist as he places you on the counter. His lips begin to move against yours with more urgency, needing to feel you more.
"You drive me fucking crazy, (Y/N)." He breathes breaking the kiss, before kissing down your neck.
"Doyoung," You replied, your hips bucking into him. "W-we can't do this..."
You arch into his touch as his fingers skimm across the front of your chest over the fabric of your silk robe. Doyoung allows his fingertips to skim your breasts, pinching and rolling your nipples between his fingers as he pulls your hips forward with his other arm.
And just about you are going to start unbuttoning his shirt, you hear the door opening. "Doyoung? (Y/N)?" Taeyong calls you, walking towards the kitchen.
"Fuck," Doyoung whispers.
He helps you to get off of the counter and fix your robe. You take in a deep breath and return to what you were doing before Doyoung's arrival.
"Oh hey you two," Taeyong smirks and bounces at you two. He places a hand on your waist and gives you a peck. Then, he turns to Doyoung giving him a kiss as well. "What are you guys doing?"
"(Y/N) is making dinner and I was about to start helping," Doyoung explains.
"Oh great, I'm starving," Taeyong sighs. "Do you mind if I take a shower? I'll clean up after we finish eating."
"Yeah, no problem," you answered. "Go and take a shower. I bet I can use Doyoung's hands." You wink a Doyoung.
Taeyong nods and leans closer to you to give you another kiss. “You’re not wearing underwear.” He confirmed.
You smirk shrugging. “I didn’t notice.”
You whine when Taeyong slaps you in the ass and then he looks at Doyoung. “What are gonna do with her?”
“I was hoping you could tell me,” Doyoung mumbles, staring at you.
You gulp when you see Doyoung and Taeyong darting eyes to each other, while smiling mischievous.
Taeyong pushes onto the bed slightly and rests his right knee next to your sides, undoing the knot of your silk robe and smirks seeing your exposed body. “Gorgeous.”
You bite your lip and smile looking at him. “Fuck me wearing your suit. You look so sexy.”
Taeyong hums, letting his head down to catch your hand with his lips. They kiss your fingertips then he finally doves in and let you taste his tongue.
Doyoung sits in one of the ivory chairs in front of you, enjoying the show the two of you are putting on. He rests his right elbow on the armrest and tilts his head to the side.
Taeyong slips away from your arms and falls on his knees.
You grab the white comforter bed to steady yourself as his tongue dances in circles around your clit, you bury your hands in his hair. His hands pressing into the softness of your thighs just as hard and when he raises his gaze up to look at you from underneath his messy fringe, you feel like falling.
Taeyong runs a finger along your slick folds and pushes one in, eyes never leaving yours. Then he adds another one and drags it in and out of you painfully slowly. Your mouth falls open in a silent ‘o’ and he quickened his pace. The lewd squelching sound fills the room and you feel your high approaching.
"Shit," he presses tiny little kisses to your clit as he pumps his fingers in and out of you, before taking it in his mouth. Taeyong curls his fingers inside of you and you moan out his name, loud enough.
Then he draws away just as you’re about to come. You whine and pull his hair. "Behave." He coocks an eyebrow at you.
"Just fuck me, Taeyong," you bite your lip.
"If you don't behave I won't let you cum," Taeyong warned you.
You sigh and nod. He smirks and unbutton his black pants, pulling out his dick only. Taeyong positions himself at your entrance. He pushes in slowly and you hiss a little. He pushes in slowly, further and further until he is fully sheathed inside you. He pulls out slowly, and pushes back in again. In and out, slowly.
“Oh god, Taeyong. Please go faster.” Taeyong chuckles and kisses you deeply again, your tongues intertwining and exploring each others’ mouths. You move your legs and wrap them around Taeyong's waist to allow him to thrust into you with more ease. The sounds of skin slapping against skin and your heavy breaths filled the room.
You arch your back, moaning. You see Doyoung stroking himself, eyes fixed on you two. Then, his gaze meets yours and you bite your lip. Your hand goes down and moves to circle your clit and you feel your walls convulse around his cock as you shudder with release, cries escaping your lips. Doyoung comes too. You feel Taeyong's member twitch inside of you and he comes, a string of expletives leaving his mouth. He collapses down onto your chest, panting heavily.
Taeyong kisses your neck and he pulls away, fixing his pants. "Such a good girl," he caresses your legs and places kisses on them.
Doyoung stands up and grabs Taeyong by the neck, kissing him roughly. Taeyong whines and bites Doyoung's bottom lip. You moan quietly, your hand going down to your clit. Watching them is so sexy. Doyoung pulls you towards him and rolls you on your stomach instead. "Let's see if you behave with me." You press your face into the edge of the mattress when you feel his hands knead your asscheeks.
"Shit," he swears softly, spreading you out and letting his cock rub between them after straddling your thighs. "Keep your legs together and stay down, love," he orders when you want to lift your hips upwards. Hand on your lower back and the other around his cock he presses his tip on the tight softness of your pussy and you arch your back first before falling down again on your chest when he grabs your arms and locks them into his grip. His cock slips inside slowly, making him grunt roughly and when he bottoms out you both sighed.
His first thrust makes you shift forwards on the bedding and Doyoung pulls you by the forearms. Enjoying your whimpers especially as he adds to it by slapping your ass. You moan and he smirks. He pulls out and slides again, this time lifting your hips and pulling you towards him by the waist. His thumbs are almost bruising your skin as they press hard into your flesh making your bodies meet so quickly that you don't have enough time to breathe. You feel Doyoung's stomach on your lower back and eye his arm pressing on the mattress near your bust to support himself, you choke feeling his other hand reach your clit and rub it mercilessly.
Taeyong positions himself in front you, hard again but this time stroking himself.
His breath is erratic on your shoulder when he bites down on the skin, your sudden shaking body and fingers clasping at the sheets making him still inside of you for a moment. "Good girl, you're such a good girl, taking it so well," he kisses your cheek then your lips. You whine back unable to move a single muscle and you let him gently nibble at your lower lip. But then he slides out and back in, making you remember that he is still stretching you out and the overstimulation feels so good that little tears perked at the corner of your eyes.
"Fuck,fuck,shit"
Doyoung slaps your ass and it jiggled under his palm before he roughly kneads its flesh. "Good girls don't curse." His husky voice alone would is enough to make you lose your mind and you are sure that you are on the verge of passing out when Doyoung swears and his grips tightens as he releases inside of you, his last thrusts pushing his cum back in and enough to make you orgasm so quickly again that your muscles start to hurt from the continuous spasms. The clenching around his cock makes Doyoung whine for a few more moments before he pulls out slowly and watches the way your pussy drips with his essence. Taeyong reaches his climax as well, moaning gruntly. He lays next to you and sighs. "Fuck."
Doyoung collapses on his side near you, you can barely open your eyes. “Holy shit-”
"We made a mess out of the bed," Doyoung addresses, still panting.
"I know," Taeyong giggles. "We should take a bath and then change the bedding."
"I'm too tired to stand up," you pout.
"I got you, baby," Taeyong stands up and lifts you up.
You chuckle and look at Doyoung. "You coming?"
He nods. "Get inside, I'll be right there in a minute."
That same night, after you took a bath, changed the bedding and ordered some food, you were lying between both men. Doyoung is busy focusing on his Macbook answering some emails, while Taeyong is reading a book with his back leaning against the tall modern velvet headboard. You think about which of the two men to hug and eye Doyoung for a moment: if there's one thing he hates most in this world, it's being interrupted when he's busy. You turn to see Taeyong and smile, he will never say no to you.
You can't keep from gazing at Taeyong as he reads; watching him pensive expression change as his dark brown eyes follow lines. He is truly beautiful
Taeyong eventually catches your gaze and understands what you want. He gathers you up into his arms, pressing your face into his chest. You smile and put an arm around his waist. He places a kiss on your forehead and goes back to his book.
"Is there a reason you're particularly quiet?" Doyoung suddenly asks, eyes still focused on the screen.
You are always chatty before going to bed and that night Doyoung's right. Something is going through your head but don't want to talk about it, since you don't know how they are going to react.
Taeyong strokes your hair and looks down at you. "Is everything okay?"
You nod. "I'm fine, is just... work. The anniversary party is around the corner, the new magazine design is coming out very soon..."
Doyoung looks at you, frowning. "I know you very well, I know that's not the only thing that is bothering you. What is it?"
You hide your face on Taeyong's neck, he wraps your shoulders and you finally sigh. "I really don't wanna talk about it."
Doyoung puts his laptop away and his fingers imperceptibly tightens around your waist. "Whatever it is, I'm sure we can handle it." He places a kiss on the back of your head.
"Don't keep it to yourself, baby. You know you can talk to us," Taeyong speaks, kissing the top of your head.
"You will freak out," you snap.
"We won't," Doyoung assures.
You let a frustrated sigh out and shake your head. "Maybe tomorrow."
Doyoung sighs defeated. "Fine. Now have some rest. Goodnight, love. I love you." He leans to you and kisses your cheek and pecks Taeyong in the mouth. "Goodnight, babe."
"Goodnight," Taeyong smiles at him and then kisses your temple. "Goodnight, sweetie."
"Goodnight. I love you, guys."