#frostbitten secrets

[chrizzylikestorizzy]

Frostbitten Secrets: Even.

AN: MWUAHAHAHAHAHHA I made another part :3

CW: MxM! (SORRY no I'm not)the reader watches, anal, oral, three-way, pretty much just porn. Not proofread! im probably missing something 😅

WC: 1.2k (oopsie)

Pairing: Hyunjin x Felix x Minho x fem reader (She just watches)

Smut under the cut! MDNI!!!!

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The aftermath hangs heavy in the air, thick with the scent of sex and regret. Hyunjin is a dead weight on your chest, his face buried in your neck, his body trembling with the aftershocks of his orgasm and his despair. You can feel the wetness of his tears against your skin, silent and hot. Lee Know kneels beside the sofa, a king surveying his conquered kingdom, his chest still heaving slightly. His gaze is predatory, satisfied, and it slides over the three of you—Hyunjin's broken form, your exposed, used body, and finally, to the corner of the room where Felix remains frozen.

"Get up, Lixie," Lee Know's voice cuts through the silence, deceptively gentle. "Don't be shy. Your turn."

Felix flinches as if struck. He looks trapped, his wide, panicked eyes darting from the scene on the couch to the door, calculating his escape. "Hyung, no... I can't."

"You can," Lee Know corrects, his tone hardening. He stands up, his naked body gleaming with a fine sheen of sweat. He walks over to Felix, his movements fluid and confident. He stops directly in front of the younger man, who shrinks back against the counter. "You were so eager last night. Moaning her name, begging for it. Don't tell me that pretty little fire has gone out already."

Lee Know reaches out, his fingers trailing down Felix's chest, stopping right over the hard bulge straining against the denim of his jeans. Felix lets out a choked sound, his hips jerking involuntarily at the contact. "See?" Lee Know murmurs, his voice a low, seductive taunt. "Your body remembers. It wants to be used."

But then Lee Know's gaze shifts. It moves from Felix's panicked face to the back of Hyunjin's head, still buried in your neck. A new, more calculating amusement enters his eyes. He's not just interested in breaking you; he's interested in breaking all of you.

He leans in close to Felix, his lips brushing the younger man's ear. "You know," he whispers, just loud enough for you to hear, "he looks so pretty when he's crying. Almost as pretty as you did last night."

Felix whimpers, a small, broken sound.

Lee Know pulls back, his hand still resting on Felix's chest. He gives a gentle push. "Go on. Kneel."

Confused, Felix obeys, sinking to his knees on the floor beside the sofa. He looks up at Lee Know, his eyes wide and questioning.

Lee Know doesn't answer him. He walks around the sofa until he's standing behind Hyunjin. He places a hand on Hyunjin's shoulder, gripping it tight. "Hyunjin-ah," he says, his voice a low purr. "Move."

Hyunjin stiffens. He lifts his head slowly, his eyes red-rimmed and hollowed out. He looks at Lee Know, a flicker of defiance in his gaze. "No."

Lee Know's smile widens. It's not a kind smile. It's the smile of a predator who has just cornered his prey. "I wasn't asking." He tightens his grip on Hyunjin's shoulder, using his leverage to force the taller man to shift. Hyunjin resists for a moment before a pained grunt escapes him and he's forced to pull out of you, moving to the side. He's still on the couch, but now he's exposed, his softening cock glistening with your combined arousal.

Lee Know kneels on the couch behind Hyunjin, caging him in. He ignores you completely. His focus is entirely on the man in front of him. "Look at you," he murmurs, his breath hot against Hyunjin's ear. "All broken up because you can't share your toys."

"Fuck you," Hyunjin spits out, his voice hoarse.

"Oh, I plan to," Lee Know says, his voice dripping with dark amusement. He reaches around Hyunjin, his hand wrapping around Hyunjin's limp cock. Hyunjin gasps, his body jerking at the unexpected contact. "But first, let's see if we can wake this up, shall we?"

He begins to stroke, his movements slow and deliberate. Hyunjin tries to pull away, but Lee Know's other arm wraps around his chest, holding him in place. "Stop," Hyunjin grits out, but his body betrays him. Under Lee Know's skilled touch, his cock begins to harden again, despite his protests.

You watch, mesmerized, as Lee Know works Hyunjin's body like an instrument. Felix is watching too, his eyes wide with a mixture of horror and fascination, his hand still pressed against the front of his jeans.

"See?" Lee Know murmurs, his lips brushing Hyunjin's neck. "Your body knows what it wants. It wants to be used. It wants to be punished." He gives Hyunjin's cock a hard squeeze, drawing a choked moan from the taller man. "You want to know what you missed? You want to stop standing there looking like a kicked puppy and actually do something?" He's mocking Hyunjin's own words back at him.

Lee Know then looks over Hyunjin's shoulder, his eyes locking with Felix's. "You," he commands. "Come here."

Felix scrambles to obey, moving to kneel in front of Hyunjin. He's now face-to-face with Hyunjin's hardening cock, being stroked by Lee Know's firm hand.

"Suck him off," Lee Know orders, his voice leaving no room for argument.

Felix looks up, his eyes meeting Hyunjin's. There's a world of pain and confusion in Hyunjin's gaze, but there's also a desperate, primal need. He gives a barely perceptible nod.

That's all the permission Felix needs. He leans forward, his tongue darting out to lick the head of Hyunjin's cock. Hyunjin groans, his head falling back against Lee Know's shoulder. Felix takes him into his mouth, his movements hesitant at first, then more confident as Hyunjin's hips begin to rock.

You're forgotten, a spectator to the most intimate, devastating scene you've ever witnessed. Lee Know is still stroking Hyunjin, his hand moving in time with Felix's mouth. He's controlling both of them, a puppet master pulling their strings.

"That's it," Lee Know grunts, his own arousal evident as he grinds his hard cock against Hyunjin's ass. "Take it. Show him how sorry you are for missing out."

He releases Hyunjin's cock, his hands moving to grip Hyunjin's hips. He lines himself up, and without warning, slams into Hyunjin's ass.

Hyunjin screams, the sound muffled by Felix's cock in his mouth. His body arches, a perfect, painful bow of pleasure and agony. Lee Know doesn't give him time to adjust. He sets a brutal pace, his hips snapping against Hyunjin's, driving him deeper into Felix's mouth with every thrust.

The room is a symphony of depravity. The wet sounds of Felix's mouth, the rhythmic slap of skin on skin, the guttural moans and choked cries. You're lying on the couch, your body still thrumming with your own orgasms, watching the three men you've been with completely lose themselves in a vortex of lust and pain.

Lee Know is in his element. He's the center of it all, the one orchestrating their pleasure and their pain. He leans forward, his mouth next to Hyunjin's ear. "You feel that?" he grunts. "That's what it feels like to be fucked. To be taken. Now you know how she felt."

Hyunjin can only moan in response, his body caught between the cock in his mouth and the cock in his ass. He's completely at their mercy, and the sight of him so broken, so utterly used, sends a fresh, shameful wave of heat through you.

Felix is the first to cum. He pulls back with a cry, his cum spilling onto Hyunjin's stomach. Lee Know follows moments later, his hips stuttering as he buries himself deep inside Hyunjin with a guttural groan.

Hyunjin is the last. With a final, desperate thrust, he cums, his body shaking uncontrollably as he spills onto Felix's stomach and the couch cushions.

They collapse in a heap, a tangle of limbs and sweat and cum. Lee Know is the first to move, pulling out of Hyunjin with a satisfied sigh. He stands up, looking down at the three of you—Hyunjin and Felix a mess on the floor, you still on the couch, a silent witness.

He looks at you, a smug, triumphant smile on his face. "Now," he says, his voice soft but still full of authority. "We're even."

[chrizzylikestorizzy]

hii hii~ can i request for a sub story with the frostbitten storyline? causeeeee reader is a certified lover 🫶🏼😋 what if felix catches on to what lee know was insinuating and tried to test the water given that everyone knows that reader is single? if you can like bring lixie and reader near the woods during ski time? and like lixie just wants to warm reader up? making her hot, desparate, and soooo needy.

So, I got this request, started writing, had it in my drafts, and then I came back to start writing and kinda lost the plot cause I was just going with the flow... so.... sorry?

Frostbitten Secrets- Embers

AN: So, This is probably gonna be a series. Because... why not? Also had so much fun writing this, I love sub lix🥹

CW: Handjob, praise, petnames (Lixie, Angel) they do it by a fireplace after dark. Overall pretty soft.

WC:1.0k

MDNI!!

Pairing: Sub!Felix X SoftDom!Fem!Reader

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Felix isn’t stupid. He notices the way Lee Know looks at you across the room—too knowing, too smug. Notices how you flinch when Lee Know leans close, murmuring something low enough that no one else hears. Notices how Hyunjin stays oblivious, laughing too loud, unaware of the quiet war happening right beside him. Felix’s smile falters.

Later, when the cabin settles into a hush and the fire crackles low, he finds you alone on the rug, wrapped in a blanket that looks far too thin for the cold seeping in through the windows.

“You’re gonna freeze,” he says softly.

Before you can answer, he sits behind you, pulling you back against his chest, arms wrapping around you like it’s the most natural thing in the world. His body is warm—radiating heat, steady and comforting.

“There,” he murmurs. “Better.”

You relax into him without thinking. His chin rests on your shoulder. His fingers rub slow circles into your arms, like he’s afraid you’ll disappear if he stops touching you. Minutes pass. Maybe longer. Felix shifts. Just slightly. His breath changes first—turns shallow, uneven. His hold tightens, then loosens again, like he’s fighting himself. When he speaks, his voice is quieter. Needier.

“You’re really warm,” he says. “I mean— you feel warm.”

His nose brushes your neck. Accidentally. Not accidentally. You feel it when he presses closer, heat blooming where your bodies meet. He swallows, fingers curling into the blanket like he doesn’t know what to do with them.

“I just wanted to keep you warm,” he whispers. Then, softer “Is this okay?”

You turn just enough to look at him. Felix’s eyes are blown wide, lips parted, cheeks flushed from more than the fire. He looks at you like you’re something precious—and dangerous. When you nod, he exhales like he’s been holding his breath all night. His hands start to wander. Slow. Hesitant. Asking permission with every inch.

His hands slide from your arms down to your waist, his touch feather-light. He buries his face in the crook of your neck, and you feel a shaky exhale against your skin. He’s hard, you can feel it pressing against your lower back through the layers of your clothes—a firm, insistent pressure that betrays his calm exterior.

“S-sorry,” he stammers, trying to shift away, but you place your hand over his, stilling him.

“It’s okay, Lixie,” you murmur, your voice a low, soothing balm. “You don’t have to be sorry. Just tell me what you need.”

A soft, broken sound escapes his lips. He sounds so wrecked, so vulnerable. “I don’t… I don’t know. I just… I want you.”

“You have me,” you say, turning in his arms so you’re facing him. The blanket pools around your waists. You cup his jaw, your thumb stroking his flushed cheek. His eyes are glassy, fixed on your lips. “Let me take care of you, yeah? Let me make it better.”

He nods frantically, a desperate, jerky motion. “Please.”

You lean in and kiss him. It’s not demanding or fierce; it’s soft, slow, and full of a quiet authority that makes him melt against you. He whimpers into your mouth, his hands coming up to grip your shoulders like you’re his only anchor. You deepen the kiss, your tongue tracing his lower lip, and he opens for you instantly, letting you take the lead.

“Good boy,” you praise against his lips, and the words go straight to his cock, making him twitch against you. He lets out another high-pitched whimper, his hips rocking forward involuntarily.

“Please,” he gasps, pulling back just enough to speak. “Please, I need… touch me.”

“Of course, angel,” you coo. You guide him to lie back on the thick rug, the firelight casting his golden hair in a warm halo. He looks ethereal, sprawed out and trembling with need. You kneel beside him, your hands slowly trailing down his chest, over his stomach, to the waistband of his sweatpants.

You hook your fingers into the band and tug them down, just enough to free him. His cock springs up, flushed and leaking, curving towards his stomach. He’s so hard it looks painful. Felix lets out a choked moan, his hands flying to cover his face.

“Shhh, look at me,” you say gently, pulling his hands away. “Don’t hide. You’re so beautiful, Felix. So pretty for me.”

He peeks at you from under his lashes, his eyes wet with unshed tears. You wrap your hand around his length, and he cries out, his back arching off the floor. Your grip is firm, your touch deliberate as you begin to stroke him.

“Is this what you needed?” you ask, your thumb smearing the pre-cum beading at his tip. “Needed me to touch you right here?”

“Y-yes,” he whines, his hips bucking into your fist. “Please, don’t stop.”

“I won’t,” you promise, your pace steady and maddeningly perfect. “You’re being so good for me. Taking it so well.”

The praise seems to undo him completely. He’s a mess of soft whimpers and broken moans, his head thrown back, his fingers twisting in the rug beneath him. You can feel him getting close, his thighs tensing, his breath coming in short, sharp pants.

“Gonna… gonna cum,” he chokes out, his voice high and desperate.

“Let go, Lixie,” you command softly. “Cum for me. Show me how good I’m making you feel.”

With a loud, broken cry, he obeys. His body bows, his cock pulsing in your hand as he spills all over your fingers and his own stomach. You stroke him through it, milking every last drop of pleasure from his trembling body until he’s whimpering from the overstimulation.

You release him, bringing your slick fingers to your lips and licking them clean while he watches, dazed and sated. His eyes widen, a fresh wave of color flooding his cheeks.

You lean down and press a soft, sweet kiss to his lips. “Perfect,” you whisper. “Absolutely perfect.”

By the time the fire burns low, Felix is curled against you, forehead tucked into your neck, fingers still clinging to your sleeve like he’s afraid to let go. From across the room, unseen, Lee Know watches. And smiles.

Hope you enjoyed!!

[chrizzylikestorizzy]

Frostbitten Secrets: Still Cold?

AN: I got carried away... again... Ma bad. Heh. This is probably gonna turn into a poly series, just a fair warning.

WC: 2.6K

CW: Lee Knows an ass this chapter, oral (F and M rec.), unprotected PIV not sorry, voyeurism (Lix watches), MXM???? Minho cums on hyunjin a little does that count????, Dirty talk, name calling (Like once), jealousy, I can't think of anything else rn, if I missed anything let me know, I wrote this at 10 pm so it's not proofread.

SMUT UNDER THE CUT MDNI!!!!

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Lee Know stops pretending to be subtle.

It starts small. Too-small touches when no one's looking, a hand at your lower back that lingers, fingers brushing your wrist when he passes you a mug. Every time your eyes meet his, there's something sharp and amused there.

Like he knows exactly how close you are to snapping.

Hyunjin notices the tension before he understands it.

"Why does he keep looking at you like that?" Hyunjin asks later, brow furrowed, voice low. "Did I miss something?"

Lee Know answers for you.

"Oh, you missed plenty."

The room goes quiet.

Lee Know leans back against the counter, arms crossed, confidence rolling off him in waves. His gaze flicks to you. Slow, deliberate—before landing back on Hyunjin.

"You really didn't hear anything last night?" he asks lightly, almost innocent. almost. 

Hyunjin stiffens. "Hear what?"

Your stomach drops.

Lee Know smiles. Not kind. Not apologetic. Smug.

"Guess the walls here are thicker than I thought."

Hyunjin's eyes snap to you. Confusion gives way to realization, then something darker—hurt mixed with disbelief.

"You and him?" he asks quietly.

Lee Know tilts his head. "That's one way to put it."

Hyunjin runs a hand through his hair, breath unsteady. "So the van meant nothing?"

Before you can answer, Lee Know clicks his tongue.

"Oh no," he says. "The van definitely meant something."

Then—casually, cruelly—

"And the fireplace too."

Felix freezes across the room.

Hyunjin's head snaps up. "Fireplace?"

Lee Know finally laughs. "Oops."

Felix's ears burn red. "Hyung—"

"What?" Lee Know shrugs. "If we're being honest now."

Hyunjin looks between the three of you, realization crashing down hard. His jaw clenches—not angry yet, but overwhelmed. Too many truths all at once.

Lee Know steps closer to you, voice dropping just enough to be private.

"Looks like secrets don't stay frozen forever," he murmurs.

His fingers brush your chin, lifting your face just slightly.

"You still cold?"

The air in the room is thick enough to choke on. Hyunjin looks like he's been physically struck, his gaze darting between you, Lee Know, and a mortified Felix who looks like he wants the floor to swallow him whole. It's Lee Know who breaks the suffocating silence, not with words, but with action. He closes the small distance to you, his hand firm on the small of your back. It's a proprietary touch, a brand.

"Still cold?" he murmurs again, his voice a low rumble meant only for you, but loud enough for the others to hear. He doesn't wait for an answer. His other hand comes up, fingers gently but firmly gripping your chin, tilting your face up towards his. He kisses you. It's not a soft question; it's a hard, possessive statement. His lips part yours, his tongue sweeping in, claiming your mouth with a practiced confidence that makes your knees weak. It's a performance, and the audience is Hyunjin and Felix.

A choked sound from across the room tells you the performance is working. Lee Know pulls back just enough to speak, his lips brushing yours. "See? Not cold anymore." His eyes flick over to Hyunjin, who is standing rigid, his hands clenched into fists at his sides. The hurt on his face is curdling into something else, something sharp and jealous.

"You're a piece of shit," Hyunjin grinds out, his voice dangerously low as he spats at Lee Know.

Lee Know just smiles, a slow, predatory curve of his mouth. "Maybe," he concedes, his thumb stroking the skin just below your lip. "But I'm the piece of shit that was here last night. And the night before that." His gaze shifts to Felix, who is pointedly staring at a spot on the floor. "And I wasn't the only one who heard something, was I, Felix?"

Felix's head whips up, his face a brilliant shade of crimson. "Hyung, don't," he pleads, but it's too late. The trap has been sprung.

Lee Know's attention is back on you, his voice dropping into a seductive purr. "He looked so pretty by the firelight, didn't he? All golden and desperate. You made such a mess of him."

Your stomach clenches. It's true. The memory of the fireplace, of Felix's whimpers, and the way he'd clung to you, flashes behind your eyes. You feel a fresh wave of heat between your legs, a traitorous response to Lee Know's crude words.

Hyunjin takes a step forward, his expression a storm of disbelief and mounting anger. "The fireplace? What the fuck are you talking about?"

Lee Know ignores him, his focus entirely on you. His hand slides from your back down to the curve of your ass, squeezing hard enough to make you gasp. "Tell him," he commands softly, his eyes glinting with amusement and authority.

"Tell Hyunjin how desperate you were when you were jerking off Lix. Or better yet," he says, his gaze turning calculating as he looks between the two men, "why don't we show him?"

He turns his head slightly, addressing Hyunjin without breaking his hold on you. "You want to know what you missed? You want to stop standing there looking like a kicked puppy and actually do something?" Lee Know's hand moves from your chin to the back of your neck, his fingers tangling in your hair, holding you in place. "She's right here. The question is, are you going to keep pouting, or are you going to come get what's yours?"

It's a challenge, a gauntlet thrown down in the middle of the wreckage. Hyunjin's eyes lock onto yours, searching. The pain is still there, but now it's layered with a raw, primal hunger that matches the one Lee Know is so expertly stoking in you. He takes another step, and then another, until he's standing right in front of you.

His hand trembles slightly as he reaches out, his fingers brushing Lee Know's arm before he gently cups your cheek. His touch is the polar opposite of Lee Know's—hesitant, questioning, full of a familiar aching tenderness. "Is this what you want?" he asks, his voice rough with emotion.

Lee Know answers for you again, his voice a dark whisper against your ear. "She wants to be fucked until she can't remember whose name to scream. Don't you, baby?"

You can't form words. You can only manage a desperate nod, caught between the possessive grip at your neck and the pleading touch on your cheek. That's all the permission Hyunjin needs. He leans in, and his mouth is on yours, and it's everything the kiss with Lee Know wasn't. It's hungry and messy and full of a desperate, reclaiming need. He tastes like regret and longing, and you kiss him back just as fiercely, pouring all your conflicted emotions into it.

Lee Know chuckles, a low, triumphant sound. He doesn't release you; instead, he uses his hold on you to maneuver you both. "Much better," he approves, as he guides you backward until your legs hit the edge of the large sofa. He pushes you down gently, and you fall into the cushions, looking up at both of them. Hyunjin follows you down immediately, caging you in, his body pressing against yours as he continues to kiss you like he's drowning and you're his only source of air.

Lee Know doesn't join him on the sofa. He kneels on the floor beside it, his hands going to the button of your jeans. He makes quick work of them, tugging them and your underwear down your legs in one smooth, deliberate motion. The cool air on your heated skin makes you shiver.

"Let's see if you're still cold," Lee Know says, his voice thick with smug satisfaction. He parts your thighs with his hands, and without another word, he leans in and presses his hot mouth directly against your clit.

You cry out into Hyunjin's mouth, your back arching off the couch. Lee Know is merciless, his tongue flicking and circling with a precision that has you seeing stars. He knows every sensitive spot, every rhythm that makes you fall apart. Hyunjin breaks the kiss, pulling back to watch Lee Know's head buried between your legs. A raw, guttural sound escapes his throat, a mix of pain and profound arousal.

"Fuck," he breathes, his eyes dark as they lock onto yours. He reaches down, his large hand sliding under your shirt to palm your breast, his thumb brushing over your hardened nipple. "He's really eating you out right in front of me."

Lee Know hums against you, the vibration sending a fresh jolt of pleasure through your core. He lifts his head, his chin glistening with your arousal, his eyes glittering with victory as he looks at Hyunjin. "I'm giving you a show. Pay attention." He then looks down at you, his expression turning impossibly more smug. "Did you miss his touch? This needy, pathetic groping?" He punctuates his question by sliding two fingers deep inside you, curling them just right. "Or do you like this better? Being filled?"

"Both," you gasp, the word torn from your throat as his fingers begin to pump in and out. "God, both."

Hyunjin's jaw tightens at your admission, but his hand on your breast only tightens, his thumb and forefinger rolling your nipple. He leans down, his lips brushing your ear. "Tell me," he whispers, his voice strained. "Tell me what he did to you by the fireplace."

Lee Know laughs softly, his fingers still working you. "Oh, I can tell you. She got on her knees for him. Sucked his cock so beautifully, looked up at him with those big eyes while he fucked her mouth. Then he bent her over the hearth rug and—" he was lying, he just wanted to see Hyunjin snap.

"Stop," Hyunjin cuts in, his voice hoarse. He looks at you, his gaze pleading. "I want to hear it from you."

But Lee Know is in control now, and he has no intention of stopping. He scissors his fingers inside you, stretching you, making you whimper. "He came so hard, whimpering your name. Didn't he, Baby?"

The humiliation and the pleasure are a tangled, intoxicating mix. You can only nod, your hips rocking against Lee Know's hand.

"See?" Lee Know says to Hyunjin, his tone triumphant. "She's a liar and a slut, and she loves every second of this." He pulls his fingers out and brings them to his lips, sucking them clean with an obscene sound. "And she tastes fucking divine."

That's it for Hyunjin. The last thread of his restraint snaps. He straightens up, fumbling with his own jeans, his eyes locked on your exposed, wet body. He pushes his pants down just enough to free his cock, already hard and leaking at the tip. He moves over you, not waiting for permission, not asking for anything. He lines himself up and slams into you in one deep, punishing thrust.

You scream, the sudden, full stretch overwhelming after Lee Know's teasing. It's not gentle like he usually is. It's Hyunjin claiming you, marking you, trying to fuck out his anger and hurt. He sets a brutal pace, his hips snapping against yours, each thrust driving the air from your lungs.

Lee Know doesn't seem bothered by being displaced. If anything, he looks even more pleased. He stands up, stripping off his own shirt before moving to kneel on the couch by your head. He grabs your hair, tilting your head back at an uncomfortable angle. His other hand wraps around his own cock, stroking it slowly as he watches Hyunjin fuck you with a desperate, almost violent intensity.

"Look at you," Lee Know murmurs, his voice a low, possessive growl. He taps the head of his dick against your cheek, then your lips, spreading the precum like lip gloss. "So fucking full. Taking it so well. You missed this, didn't you? Being used like the pretty little toy you are."

Hyunjin's rhythm falters for a second at Lee Know's words, a low groan escaping him. He grips your hips harder, his fingers digging into your flesh as he drives into you even deeper, trying to prove something, to reclaim you with every punishing thrust. His eyes are screwed shut, his face a mask of pleasure and pain.

Lee Know notices the falter. He chuckles, a dark, knowing sound. "Don't stop on my account," he says, his tone laced with condescending amusement. He tightens his grip in your hair, forcing your mouth open. "In fact, let's give her something else to focus on."

He doesn't wait. He slides his cock past your lips, filling your mouth. The taste of him, musky and clean, floods your senses. He doesn't thrust, not at first. He just holds himself there, letting you feel the weight of him on your tongue, letting Hyunjin feel the way your body clenches around him from the sudden, overwhelming fullness.

"Fuck," Hyunjin chokes out, his eyes flying open to see the scene—Lee Know standing over you, his dick in your mouth, his hand fisted in your hair. The sight seems to break something in him. His movements become erratic, his hips slamming into yours with a renewed, frantic energy. He's chasing something now, chasing the feeling of being the only one you want, even as he's forced to share you.

Lee Know begins to move, a slow, shallow rocking of his hips that matches the deep, punishing rhythm Hyunjin is setting below. It's a perfect, awful synchronicity. You're trapped between them, a vessel for their anger and their lust. Every time Hyunjin buries himself inside you, Lee Know pushes a little deeper into your mouth. The dual sensations are mind-shattering.

"That's it," Lee Know grunts, his control finally starting to slip as your tongue swirls around him. "Take it. Take both of us." He looks down at you, his eyes dark and burning. "Look at me. Let him see who you're really looking at."

You force your eyes open, gaze fixed on Lee Know's smug, triumphant face. A tear escapes from the corner of your eye, a mix of pleasure and overwhelming emotion. He sees it and smiles, a genuine, wicked smile this time. He's won. He's broken everything and remade it in his image.

Across the room, Felix makes a pained, desperate sound. You'd forgotten he was there. He's still standing by the counter, now watching, but his hand is pressed hard against the front of his jeans, his face flushed and his eyes wide with a mixture of horror and undeniable arousal. He's a voyeur to his own defilement, and the sight sends a fresh, shameful wave of heat through you.

Lee Know follows your gaze, his smile widening. "Don't feel left out, Lix," he calls out, his voice ragged. "You can have her next. We'll make sure she's not too tired."

The promise, so casually delivered, is Hyunjin's breaking point. He stills inside you, his body going rigid as a guttural moan tears from his throat. You moan loudly around Lee Know's cock, arching your back off the couch as your hips buck up, cumming around Hyunjin, tears prickling at your eyes. You feel him pulse, feel the hot flood of his release as he cums deep inside you. It's not a victory; it's a surrender. He collapses against you, his face buried in the crook of your neck, his body trembling with the force of his orgasm and his despair.

Lee Know pulls out of your mouth, leaving you gasping for air. He strokes his cock a few more times, then with a low groan, he cums too, painting your lips and chin with his release, some landing in Hyunjin's hair. It's a final, possessive mark.

The room is silent save for the sound of heavy breathing. Hyunjin is a dead weight on top of you, his body still shaking. Lee Know kneels back, admiring his handiwork. You're a mess—covered in sweat and cum, your body aching and throbbing in the best way, your mind a complete blank.

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Lee Know leans in, his tongue darting out to lick his own release from your chin. "Told you," he whispers, his voice soft but still smug. "Secrets don't stay frozen forever." He glances at Hyunjin, then at Felix. "Now, who's next?" He smirks, playing with Hyunjin's hair. 

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Frostbitten Secrets: Thaw

AN: hehe Chapter 5 :] I FORGOT I HAD THIS IN MY DRAFTS😅😅

CW: Emotions😒, fluff.

WC: 498

Pairing: Hyunjin, Felix, Minho, Fem reader.

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The room settles slowly, like snow drifting after a storm.

No one speaks at first.

Hyunjin sits on the floor with his back against the couch, knees pulled in, staring at the carpet like it might give him answers. Felix is beside him, close enough that their shoulders touch, though neither has the energy to lean fully into the other. Lee Know stands near the window, arms crossed loosely, gaze unfocused—not victorious, not smug. Just quiet.

You shift on the couch, the leather creaking softly beneath you. The sound feels too loud.

“I don’t feel… bad,” you say finally, testing the words as they leave your mouth. “Just… heavy.”

Hyunjin’s head lifts at that. His eyes are tired, red-rimmed, but there’s no anger in them. Only concern. “Are you okay?”

You nod. It’s not a lie. Not the whole truth either. “I think so. I just need a minute.”

Felix lets out a breath he’d been holding. “Me too.”

Lee Know turns then, slow, measured. “We don’t have to define anything right now,” he says. His voice is calm, stripped of its usual sharp edge. “No scores. No labels.”

That surprises all three of you.

Hyunjin glances back at him. “You’re… not mad?”

Lee Know huffs quietly. “At who?” His eyes flicker briefly to each of you. “There’s nothing to be mad about.”

The tension eases—not all at once, but enough that Felix relaxes a fraction, his knees lowering from his chest.

You slide off the couch and sit on the floor with them instead. No one moves away. Hyunjin’s arm drapes loosely behind you, not possessive, just there. Felix’s fingers fidget with the hem of his shirt until you gently still them with your hand.

He looks at you, surprised. Then grateful.

“I didn’t know what I was supposed to feel,” Felix admits softly. “I kept waiting for it to hit me.”

Hyunjin nods. “Yeah. Same.”

Lee Know crouches down so he’s on your level instead of looming. That, more than anything, tells you this isn’t about control right now. “Sometimes nothing hitting you is the body protecting itself,” he says. “Doesn’t mean it’s wrong.”

You watch him carefully. “And you?”

He shrugs, small. “I feel… clear.”

Not proud. Not defensive. Just honest.

Silence returns, but it’s different now. Warmer. Like a blanket pulled up instead of a door slammed shut.

Hyunjin leans his head back against the couch, eyes closing. “I don’t want this to mess us up.”

Felix’s voice is barely above a whisper. “It doesn’t have to.”

You squeeze his hand. “It won’t. We just… check in. We stay gentle.”

Lee Know’s gaze lingers on the three of you, something unreadable softening his expression. “Agreed.”

No grand promises. No dramatic apologies.

Just four people sitting in the quiet, letting the cold seep out slowly.

Outside, snow begins to fall again—lighter this time.

And for the first time since everything unraveled, it feels like something new could grow in the thaw.