❣️Warnings: Porn without Plot, Double Penetration, Fingering, Creampie, Squirting, Threesome (FMM), AFAB character
❣️Authors Notes: my first time writing in four years! noticed that the Ampers tag is incredibly barren and had to contribute. since this is my first time writing in a long time the ending is a little lackluster for my taste. hope yall enjoy and my requests are open!
You were stuck. Back pressed to Jiho’s bare chest whilst his fingers skillfully thrust into you, making your head drop back against his shoulder. Another set of hands kept you spread open, squeezing your thighs tight enough to bruise.
You hoped they did.
“Look how wet she is for us? Such a pretty cunt dripping for us.” Jiho couldn’t help but giggle at your reaction.
“She likes being called pretty. I can feel her squeezing around my fingers.” A whine freed itself from your throat and you turned your head toward his neck, attempting to hide the heat flooding your cheeks. That didn’t last long though as Kyrell grabbed your chin, tilting your head down and forced you to look at him.
“Eyes on me,” Your eyes followed the movement of his lips, swollen and red from pulling it between his teeth, “Or we can stop before getting to the good part?” That wasn’t a bluff you were willing to test. Kyrell released your chin, letting two fingers slide in besides Jiho’s. Your hiss was met by comforting words. Kyrell placed a kiss on your inner thigh, while Jiho’s free hand rubbed your hip.
“I know love. We need to stretch you. Gotta make sure you’re prepared.”
Funny. This preparation felt a lot like torture. Especially as their fingers stilled every time they added a new one, edging you for over 15 minutes. They claimed it was unintentional, but their smirks said otherwise. Your whines increased in frequency, until you couldn’t help but call them out for their teasing.
“You sound so pretty. It’s hard to stop.” Kyrell flicked your clit with his tongue, as if to prove his point. “Can’t wait to see those pretty eyes all fucked out, maybe we’ll even fuck you dumb.” His gaze combined with his words lit your nerves on fire, unwavering even as he sucked bruises onto your thigh.
Thank god for Choi Jiho. .
It started as a result of taking too many shots during your weekly late night gaming session, a tipsy confession. A passing comment on double penetration. You mentioned how you found it hot, and wanted to experience it. Jiho had been quick to offer himself, never one to back down. Kyrell took more convincing, understandably concerned that you couldn’t consent while drunk. It had taken multiple calls confirming you were serious, along with one voice message.
“Wouldn’t I look pretty with your cum dripping out of me?”
Kyrell couldn’t argue with that.
You spent the last week preparing, using bigger and bigger toys every day. Getting used to pressing your fingers inside alongside your pink dildo - one that Jiho had brought you. These solo sessions were even recorded for them to ‘verify’. Despite this they still took their precious time with you, until your arousal coated their fingers and threatened to drip down their wrists. You couldn’t help but cry out when Jiho bit down on your shoulder, sucking a harsh bruise into the sensitive skin while Kyrell steadily crooked his fingers. Each brush of his fingers over your g spot sends pure electricity through your body.
“If you two d-don’t fuck me r-right now I’-“ Kyrell shut you up with a kiss, pressing your lips together and swallowing your threat. Pulling away he flashed you a smile.
“You’re so fun to play with.” Both boys helped you turn around until you were precariously straddling Jiho’s hip. It wasn’t your first time seeing Jiho like this, but it never failed to take your breath away. Sweat dripping down his skin, eyes lidded from arousal and not hiding the effect you’ve had on him with even touching him. A red blush spreads over his cheeks and chest as you stare at him in nothing short of wonder. To top it off was the sweetest smile, almost bashful but enticing until you leaned forward.
Jiho was quick to not only reciprocate but take control, grabbing your throat and pulling you closer. A shiver racked your body as he slid his tongue into your mouth, hand tightening around your throat as he kept you close. As if he was scared you’d disappear if he loosened it. You could’ve stayed like that for hours.
“This is cute, but where’s my kiss?” Glancing over your shoulder, you saw Kyrell with his lips poked out in a pout. If not for the smirk toying at the corner of his mouth you’d have thought he was serious.
“Come here then.” Kyrell moved fast, wasting no time. Where Jiho’s eagerness caused him to nip and occasionally clash your teeth together, Kyrell was smooth. Perfect, as if he already knows everything you like. His hand gently cupped the back of your neck, keeping you in place. Your lips moved perfectly in sync, only for his hand to tangle itself in your hair and yank your head back. The startled gasp that left your mouth made him grin before he attached his lips to your neck. Teeth nipping a bruise below your pulse point.
“Pretty girl. If you keep kissing me like that I’ll fall in love.” A wink punctuated his statement before he backed up, grabbing the lube and passing it to Jiho. “He’ll go first, he’s smaller and it’ll be easier to start with.” An indignant whine left Jiho, along with something that sounded a lot like ‘im still big’, but you were too busy thinking.
You’d had plenty of experiences with Jiho, and they were never less than earth shattering excursions that had to be planned carefully. An extra day was always needed to regain feeling in your legs. If he’s the smaller out of the two, how big is Kyrell? Jiho seemed to read your thoughts as he gave you a peck, muttering comforts against your lips. “You’ll be fine. If you want us to stop, what’s your safeword?”
“Seesaw.”
“Good girl.” Another peck and then he was getting situated, grabbing himself and tapping the bulbous head against your clit before pushing in. Even after the prep, which the both of them were very thorough with, you were still tight. Squeezing around Jiho so tightly that he wasn’t sure he could move.
He was nothing if not a man determined though. Both hands squeezed your thighs, pressing open mouthed kisses along your neck. His attempt to help you relax, which seemed to work as he was able to push in deeper. Your arms wrapped around his neck, exhaling shaky moans as his hips finally met yours. Jiho pulled back before thrusting up into you twice. The first was slow, testing the boundaries where the second was stronger, forcing a loud moan out of your mouth.
“Fuck.” You didn’t need to see Kyrell to know his hand was wrapped around his dick. The strain in his voice was enough, and you knew he was staring as Jiho slowly fucked you open. His thrusts are slow but strong, each one forcing a high pitched sound out of you. Your thighs were already shaking, and it had only been a few minutes. Kyrell watched as Jiho slid two fingers in beside his cock, making sure you were thoroughly stretched, even as he continued to fuck into you.
Preparing you for both of them. Specifically for Kyrell. The thought made him grip the base tightly, afraid that he would cum too early to properly enjoy the night.
You were already fucked out, too gone to realize that Kyrell had moved from his spot on the edge of the bed to settle behind you until his hands gripping your waist tightly as Jiho pulled his fingers out. You reached behind, wrapping your fingers around his wrist as he pressed the tip of his cock to your full cunt.
They were right. Kyrell was much bigger than Jiho, thicker and longer as he stretched you inch by inch. You opened up smoothly for him though, letting him sink in beside Jiho. It felt like he was so deep, causing your breath to get caught in your chest. Both boys hissed when you shifted forward slightly, clenching around them both.
Their self restraint was immaculate. Kyrell whispered sweetly into your ear, compliments about your beauty while Jiho pressed kisses to every inch of sensitive skin he could reach. Everywhere his lips touched seemed to fuel the fire that was roaring deep beneath your skin. It took everything for you to mutter “please fuck me” instead of taking things into your own hands.
That was enough for them. Kyrell dug his nails into your waist as he set a brutal pace, pulling a whine from you and Jiho. The stretch stung in the best way, your cunt trying its best to accommodate them. A cold shock ran through your body when Jiho joined, planting his feet and alternating his thrusts with Kyrell, keeping you full.
Slick sounds filled the room. A combination of your high pitched moans, and their groan created a beautiful harmony. The mushroom head of Jiho’s cock pressed against your g-spot with every thrust. The pleasure was blinding, only amplified when Kyrell wrapped his arm around you, and let his fingers slide down to your clit. Your nails sunk into Kyrell’s wrist, the pressure in your stomach intensifying with every tiny circle he made.
“W-wait. T-t-too fast.” Your head fell forward against Jiho’s shoulder, eyes clenched tight. This was new. It was overwhelming. A muttered “cum for us” was barely audible over the roaring in your ears.
It was like your body was waiting for permission, and once you got it you simply went limp. Eyes rolling back as your orgasm washed over you, a gush of clear liquid squirting out with every thrust. That pushed them both over the edge.
Jiho came first with stuttering thrusts before pressing his hips against yours. Kyrell came soon after, biting down on your neck and fucking their cum deeper into you until you blacked out.
When you came to you were laying against Kyrell’s chest. The bedding was dry, and you were clean wearing an unfamiliar shirt. You moved closer, ignoring his giggle as you tucked yourself in closer while Jiho slid into bed behind you. Attaching himself to your back, and wrapping his around your waist.
“Thank you for taking such good care of me.” Kyrell pressed a soft kiss to your forehead. Lingering for a second before pulling back.
“I wouldn’t dream of doing anything less. Thank you for trusting us.” Jiho followed suit, kissing the nape of your neck.
“You’re gorgeous, I’d be a dumbass to act otherwise.”
