rivals gyubrik shares fem!reader [18+]
kim gyuvin x fem!reader x shen ricky cw: explicit smut (obviously), semi-public sex (in the sleeping quarters of ur library), oral sex (m!receiving), pussy rubbing, face fucking, hair pulling, threesome, poly dynamics, dirty talk, power play note: finally finished with my finals!!!! here's some super late ricky birthday blowjob
ricky and gyuvin has always been rivals—academic, sports, journalism. whatever you can think of, they have probably fought each other about it.
except when it comes to you.
you’re the one thing they seem to share, albeit in secrecy. as long as no one else knows, they’ve reached an uneasy truce.
one of your professors cancelled your afternoon class and you found yourself entangled with ricky's hands fondling your chest and gyuvin's plump lips sucking your inner thighs.
everyone on campus knows the affection these two have for you. how their gazes soften, how their tempers dull whenever you're around. they think it’s one-sided admiration, the kind reserved for someone as angelic and untouchable as you.
naive. pure. innocent.
if only they knew.
if only they knew it was you who taught ricky how to kiss like his life depended on it. you who made gyuvin beg with just a tilt of your hips. you’ve had them both unraveling.
panting, possessive, ruined—since the beginning.
you let out a whiny moan, hips grinding against gyuvin's face to finally let him know that you’re desperate for any friction he can give you.
"shit, you smell so good, y/n-ah," he savors his time and smells you more before coming to a decision. "it's ricky's birthday today!” gyuvin gleams as if he didn’t just dive into your covered core earlier, “why don’t you suck this pretty face’s dick and show him how much you worship him, hm?”
"fuck, yes, yes, please," you beg as you start unbuckling ricky's pants. "can i suck your pretty cock, ricky?"
ricky bites his lower lips as he scans your current position. you're on all-fours though your arms do little to no help with how gyuvin's now rubbing your clothed core and you trying to muffle your whines. you look at ricky with those desperate eyes he's sure he's the only one who can make you do it—and he's right about that.
"ricky, please? hngg... gyu-gyuvin.... ah," your half-lidded eyes meet ricky's and he almost lost it then and there.
"hm? i don't think so, sweetheart," he places his thumb and index finger at your chin so you'd look back at him again. "not when you're moaning that man's name," he spat, giving gyuvin a dismayed glare.
gyuvin smirks, removing his hands from your heat. "be thankful it's your birthday, shen."
you whine at the loss of friction, your hips grind at the air, hoping that gyuvin would rub you again.
"'m sorry, ricky. wanna suck you so bad, can i?" you try again, your voice was pleading, full of desperation. god. you want to taste his pretty cock now.
he smiles at you, satisfied at your begging. he frees his dick from the constraints of his pants and underwear and gives it a few short strokes before swiping the head of his dick at your sweet, juicy lips.
you close your eyes at the movement and eagerly open your mouth to greet his manhood.
the moment he pushes in, you give his tip a teasing suck, slow and testing, before taking half of him into your mouth. he’s not as thick as gyuvin, but long enough to nudge that spot in the back of your throat when he’s deep. you wrap your hand around the part you can’t reach, using your tongue to swirl and tease every inch you can.
“fuck,” ricky hisses, hands threading into your hair and tightening. “just like that, baby.”
behind you, gyuvin shifts. you barely register it before you feel the mattress dip and his voice low in your ear.
“fuck her mouth, shen,” he says, voice rough. you glance to the side and find him standing beside you, lazily stroking himself at the sight.
ricky snorts, but there's no real venom in it. “don’t tell me what to do, kim,” he mutters, his voice filled with bane when he mentions gyuvin’s last name–and then–his hips thrusts forward.
you gag slightly as he sinks deeper into your throat, tears pooling in your eyes. you moan around him, the vibrations making ricky groan. his grip tightens in your hair, anchoring you, hips finding a rhythm that has you drooling down your chin.
“god,” gyuvin groans, jerking himself faster. “you see her? fucking desperate.”
you want to disagree with gyuvin, to tell him how you’re still a model student after all this. you want to tell them that this look of you is reserved for them–for ricky and gyuvin. but you can’t. not when ricky’s deep inside your throat, absolutely abusing your mouth as his dick plunges even deeper and faster.
the look on his pretty face is a sign that he’s close to coming, close to ruining your face with his cum.
for a moment, you try your hardest to get out of his hands’ iron grip on your head and look at ricky’s eyes with your most innocent gaze. he looks back at you confused.
“ricky, cum inside my mouth, okay? wanna swallow.”
gyuvin closed his eyes and lets out a shaky moan after hearing what you said, his grip on his dick now tighter as he watches ricky slam his cock back into your warm and sweet mouth.
“fuck, y/n,” ricky starts but his voice is ragged, breathing uneven as he chases his orgasm again. “where did you learn that? so hot–shit,” his hips faltering, the rhythm he built earlier now lost, the remaining drive for his thrusts is the eagerness to see you swallow his cum.
since you can’t talk, you used one of your hands to point at gyuvin who was smiling wickedly.
“fuck you. don’t teach my princess phrases like that,” you’re surprised ricky still has the energy to bicker with gyuvin after all the sucking you did.
“our princess,” gyuvin corrects, “don’t act like you didn’t like it, shen.”
ricky didn’t respond. instead, he chokes out a groan so deep and guttural it vibrates down to your core. his hips jerk forward one last time and then still, every muscle in his body going taut as he spills into your mouth. hot. thick. you swallow without hesitation, greedy, humming around him just to feel him twitch in your throat.
he holds you there, cock still buried deep in your mouth, as his breaths grow shallow and shaky.
“…shit,” he finally exhales, looking down at you, dazed and ruined. “you’re gonna kill me.”
“happy birthday, ricky,” you smile sweetly around him, eyes still wide and wet.
behind you, gyuvin groans again. “you’re both so fucking hot,” he murmurs, stroking himself faster now, the image of you swallowing ricky's cum burning into his memory. “move aside, ricky. my turn.”
gyuvibe, 2025