"DOES HE KNOW?" ── j. yunho┆fem!reader┆s. mingi
a "DOES SHE LIE?" sequel
── ۶ৎ after the events that took place in the confinement of Mingi's dorm room he had wanted to believe he had been doing a good job at pretending that nothing was wrong. Yunho and you were trying to convince him of it, too.
content: + 18 MINORS DON'T INTERACT; beloved follower said "evil polycule" and they are right. manipulative and obsessive behaviour, dub non con (not really, but still), not quite cheating, rough sex, manhandling, face fucking, cowgirl, doggy, spitting, small degradation, kissing (trust me I have to put it here too), hair tugging, lingerie fixation, a lot of spit, choking, dirty talk ?), unprotected sex, creampie, (pause for me to wonder what is wrong with me), loser!Mingi, toxic!Yunho
wc: 6.6k
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To say things had gone back to normal after that afternoon inside Mingi’s room would be a lie, but Mingi had wanted to believe he had been doing a good job at pretending they had.
Yunho and you were trying to convince him of it, too.
It had been strange for Mingi to meet Yunho after you had left that day, and it had taken him a few minutes until he had found the courage to meet his best friend’s eyes. Despite that, it didn’t come off as weird to him that Yunho hadn’t seem to have the same problem. He hadn’t even thought his questions had been weird either, even when he had been so eager to ask:
“Did she say anything?”
Mingi had shrugged, standing in the middle of Seonghwa's empty room where Yunho had hid himself until you had been gone. Mingi thought it felt tainted by them just standing in it, what they had done on the other side of that wall seeping through it and making this room smell like sex and something so wrong it should remain unspoken, too. He didn’t think it had been Yunho bringing that smell with him: sweat, heat and a dark, sweet lie impregnated on his skin.
“She doesn’t suspect anything” he finally answered, and Yunho was relieved by the way he could tell he meant it.
Yunho nodded, then his lips disappeared into a thin, tense line. He swallowed some of his bitter pride when he asked another question.
“Was she satisfied?”
That was a pathetic question Yunho would have never dared to ask after sleeping with someone. Actually, what he had done, they had done in that room, to you, to him, couldn’t even be considered “sleeping with someone”. It had been too twisted, too deliciously disturbing he felt himself get hard again, so he adjusted his posture and put one of Seonghwa’s pillows over his crotch. Maybe that’s why he wanted to know.
“Yeah, she looked pretty relaxed”
Yunho’s jaw poped under the skin. He couldn’t tell Mingi you had not finished. That despite all his big talk, he had failed. Maybe he had been right, but he had not gotten what he wanted. He couldn’t tell him that, of course. He didn’t want to admit or thinking about it, either.
“Did it bother you?”
He knew what Mingi would say. Probably deny it.
“I wish it could have been me... doong it like that. But I couldn’t, I froze” Mingi played with the hem of his t-shirt, before he dared to look into Yunho’s eyes for a split second “Sorry for asking you to do that. And... thank you”
For a moment Yunho had been so frustrated, so haunted and consumed by the memory of your tight pussy that he had forgotten he had convinced Mingi this had been his own idea. Right, Mingi had been the one asking Yunho to fuck you. Pleaded him with his fawn like eyes to pound you into his own bed because he couldn’t bring himself to be rough with you.
Mingi was so sweet. Yunho tried to imitate that softness in his friend’s eyes when he looked at him in and said:
“It’s okay Mingi. I’d do it for you any time” he gave him a reasuring smile “I’d do anything for you”
It wouldn’t take long for Yunho to go crazy.
His fingers had ached that same day after he had returned to his own dorm room. He had left is phone there before heading to the other dorm, just in case that it might have interrupted the situation. He had been tempted to record it, but he knew it would had been too risky. And yet, there he was doing something completely insane as well: texting you.
He had opened the KKT chat where he had briefly exchanged words with you to decide in a present for Mingi’s birthday. The day he had gotten hard thinking about you for the first time. He tended to look back to that day with some sort of sick romanticism. The first secret you both had ever shared. Mingi had probably pulled down your pretty lace panties down that day and thought he had been the only man seeing them, but that hadn’t been true. The tempting garments you had chosen for you boyfriend so carefully, he had gotten a glimpse of them first: sky blue, intricate. The kind you get for birthday sex only. The kind you wear when you want your boyfriend to fall to his knees and eat you out. The kind a man like him daydreams about jacking himself off with them.
He had held the phone in his hand, his breathing labored and loud in his silent room. His free hand tugged at his half hard cock as he stared at the words he had written. Then he hit send.
“Sorry I couldn’t stay later, but I had things to do”
“Did you have fun with Mingi? ^^”
It had been a perfectly cruel message to send. He knew you’d be able to understand. He knew you’d be able to tell how inconspicuous the messages could be read as. He wasn’t expecting you to bring it up. No. He just wanted to get off knowing you’d read them and think of it. That’s why his grip on his cock tightened when he saw the small 1 disappear from his messages, signaling you had read them.
“We had fun, thank you”
A wide grin spread through Yunho’s face. He hadn’t expected you to reply with anything, much less quickly. He hadn’t sent you anything else. Instead he had pulled down his pants and proceeded to jack off to the five words you had sent him while trying not to think about how much he hated you for not cumming on his cock. He wanted to think you’d be masturbating too, but the idea that you might not made him fasten his pace, the dryness almost painful but that was somehow doing it for him. Like it was a punishment.
“I know you liked it” he spoke through greeted teeth to your open chat on his screen “It probably hurts right now, doesn’t it? Serves you right”
He came right after spitting these words to you, carelessly leaking all over his own bedroom floor.
He needed to get back at you.
For the next few days that’d be all he’d think about. He kept thinking about how he could convince Mingi again. What even would he say? He was even surprised it had been that easy, but getting away with this twice would be too much, even for him. Mingi had gone back to normal with him, even if he wasn’t able to keep eye contact with Yunho for too long at a time. To his surprise, he wouldn’t have to think too long about it before Mingi came over to see him. Simply by how Mingi had closed the door behind him, Yunho knew what the topic was going to be. He had learned it by now. The way he dragged his feet, fidgeting hands and wandering eyes. The way Mingi would look at him would be borderline boyish, like he was trying to lure Yunho into spoiling him a bit.
“She really liked it”
Mingi extended his hand shyly, showing him the open chat of your conversation to him. Yunho read the messages you had sent him, and he really had to keep him composure when he re-read them.
“I really had fun the other day. I’m sad we didn't have much time together”
“Should be do it again?”
Yunho felt two rushes of emotions flow through him: anger and hunger. You were talking to him. Answering the texts he had sent you through Mingi, who didn’t suspect a thing. He saw how Mingi had already agreed to your request, to which you had answered with a sweet:
“I love you Mingi”
Yunho’s lip crooked before he could help himself, but if Mingi thought anything of it he couldn’t read it on his pleading face. God, he fucking hated you. He had epected the sweet facade slipping from you would make his interest dwindle, the need to break you gone, but that wasn’t the case. He hadn’t broken you. He had underestimated how much of a worthy opponent you’d be. Now more than ever, he needed to prove himself to you. Fuck you stupid and have you begging for him to stop while your arousal forms a white ring around the base of his cock as he mercilessly forces himself inside of you.
He wouldn’t stop until you waved you white flag.
But then Mingi spoke.
“I’m going to do it” he spoke with determination, and Yunho was sure he must have seen his face turn pale and stiff “For her, I’m going to do it. Can you guide me?”
Yunho had almost felt bad about Seonghwa, oblivious has he had been to what Yunho had been using his room for when he wasn’t around. He was already hard enough about the fact that he had asked him and San to leave the apartment so Mingi could be alone with you. Mingi had been so shy about it, but Yunho had been kind enough to deal with it himself. Because he’s such a good friend, of course. Not because he can’t wait to fuck his girlfriend. He had to wonder to what extent Mingi was convinced this was for your own good, because he could spot the hard on underneath his jeans before you had even arrived at the apartment. That had been 20 minutes ago, time he had used to take off his clothes, folding them neatly over Seonghwa’s bed where he sat only in his boxers. He had then walked slowly towards the other room when he the muffled sound of your voices had stopped for a while. He wasn’t supposed to enter until Mingi had given him the sign, but he thought he might have missed it when he was spaced out. He slowly pushed the door open, and what he saw when he opened it completely made him stop on his tracks.
The velvet blindfold that had rested so prettily over your eyes last time now was perfectly tied around Mingi’s, who laid over the bed completely naked. There, between his bare legs, kneeling at the foot of the bed was you, staring straight at him.
One point for you.
His cock had throbbed at the unsurprised, almost hopeful look in your eyes. But that had felt like nothing when his eyes had fallen down and seen what you had been wearing. The only thing you had been wearing: those sky blue, lace panties.
Two points.
His hand pulled at the elastic of his sweatpants, eyes trained on the lace pressing on your pussy as he walked towards you. He had almost graced Mingi’s hand that hung from the bed, and thanked his friend for being such a loud moaner. He hadn’t measured the sound of his footsteps as he had stood in front of you, and when he did and you looked up at him, so tall and borderline menacing you let out a whimper around Mingi’s tip. God, he hadn’t even realized you had had him inside of your mouth. It had all been so overwhelming, he was disgusted by how affected he was by you. Thankfully, the scared yet needy look in your eyes didn’t look like an act. He had seen that look before. The same embarrassed look you had had on your face when you had turned to him to see if he had seen your panties that one day.
He pulled himself out, eyes completely absorbed in the way your small mouth stretched wide to take in Mingi’s girth. He could see the effort in the way you frowned, moaning around Mingi so you wouldn’t make yourself choke. He could tell your mouth was sore already from the stretch. Yunho let out a silent scoff when he realized you could barely put half of it inside your mouth before making yourself gag. His eyes shot up to yours for a second as he held himself close to you, commanding you silently. Maybe you and Mingi were made for each other, because you too obeyed so, so well. The feeling of your hand wrapping around him was already making him twitch under your touch, but the sight of your hand barely wrapping around it forced him to close his eyes.
“Are you okay?”
Mingi’s voice startled you both, prompting you to pull him out of your mouth. Your face muscles thanked you for the brief sense of relief.
“Yeah, I’m okay” you answered, never ceasing to stroke Yunho.
That sickly sweet voice of yours, the tone you’d always use with Mingi. It made Yunho’s blood boil.
He waited until you had put Mingi in your mouth again, and then you felt his hand fist in your hair and push your head down until Mingi’s huge cock hit at the back of your throat. You had never gone that far, always too scared and embarrassed of it. The surprised sound you made was muffled by the heaviness of Mingi’s cock that barley had any space between your wrapped lips for your voice to escape. You had lost your grip on Yunho after the surprise had made you squeeze him in a way that had been almost painful, but Yunho had welcomed it with a low groan that he had swallowed down as quickly as it had risen from his chest. The only remaint of it was the satisfied smile on his face as he pushed you out of Mingi, the way you gasped for air before coughing a few times making precum leak from his by then red tip. Mingi shifted on the bed, jaded breath recovering from the string of moans the action had drawn out of him.
“Are you okay?” there was worry laced in his words, and his fingers went to his face to pull down the blindfold.
“I’m okay baby!” you said, succeeding in making him stop.
“Really?”
“I have always wanted to choke on you” the way you said it made the words sound sweet.
Mingi fell against the bed once more, and you and Yunho exchanged a look. He opened his mouth wide, and you just obeyed. You inhale sharply before Yunho pushes your head all the way down Mingi’s length until his pubes are brushing at your nose. The way your sweet voice distorted into something nasty and hopeless every time Mingi’s tip hit the back of your throat made Yunho throb under your touch and Mingi start leaking quickly. Yunho tugged at your hair to pull you out one more time before forcing your face down again and make you stay there, gagging on all of Mingi’s cock while whimpering pathetically. After a few seconds that felt like an eternity, he pulled you out, his mouth hanging ajar in satisfaction at the sight of the thread of mixed cum and saliva joining your lips tip. Your hair was already a mess under Yunho’s tight grip, your cheeks were stained from a mix of tears and your mascara. But your mouth... you pink, pretty lips swollen and abused and glistening with a mix of cum and spit.
It sickened him how much he wanted to kiss you.
He squeezed your cheeks, making your lips protrude with a forced pout. He bit his lips, and for a moment you weren’t sure if he wanted to fuck you or actually hurt you. He then forced his pointer and index finger inside your mouth with force, swirling them around until he had coated them with a bunch of spit before he brought them to his own mouth, drinking it up while never breaking eye contact. He then lifted you up by pulling at your roots, until his mouth was hot against your ear.
“Ride him” the command made a shiver travel down your spine, and you looped your fingers around your panties to pull them down before Yunho stopped you, his fingers wrapping around your wrist “Leave them on”
“Baby?”
Yunho didn’t notice Mingi stirring on the bed until he saw the way you stepped forward to hold the hand he had extended to find you. Your hand grabbed around his large one reassuringly.
“I’m here, I’m just going to look for a condom. Then I’m getting on top of you, okay?” you placed a sweet kiss on the back of Mingi’s hand, making him squeeze yours gently “Would you like that, baby?”
Mingi nodded, his pretty, plush lips parted as he left his head fall back on the bed. Yunho’s eyes rolled to the back of his head. He hated when things got like these between you two, but he also couldn’t ignore how it had seemed to make his cock get painfully harder than it already was. Yunho saw you get a condom out of your purse, and the idea of you carrying your own around made him swallow hard. Whenever you’d hang out with Mingi and him and looked up at Mingi with hearts in your eyes. The times he had seen you hold onto his best friends hand like it’d break if you grabbed it too hard despite the stark different in size. When you’d stare at Mingi in big groups only to tell him “you look handsome”, making him smile and blush furiously. In all these sweet moments, had you had those condoms in your purse? For some reason the thought was making him lose his mind. The memories though, these seemed to upset him.
He snapped out of these thoughts in time to see you eagerly straddling Mingi’s lap. He suck in a sharp breath when he saw your small hand attmepting to hold onto Mingi’s hard cock to align it with you. He got closer, carefully dragging his fingertips over your panties to pull them aside for you in an almost gentlemanly way. His jaw clenched when he noticed how cold and wet your panties were, the slick proof of your arousal making them stick to your lips as he put them to the side. His cock reacted to the sight of your bare pussy, exposed to him and with Mingi’s dick proding at your tight entrance. Yunho felt the saliva accumulate on his mouth like a man starved as he saw you pushing yourself onto Mingi with a pained whine. Mingi’s hands went to your hips, seeking your body to bring you comfort.
“Good?”
You grabbed onto his hands, bringing them to your face to place kisses against them.
“Yeah, you are just a very big boy. You know that”
“I’m a big boy” Mingi breathed, his tone proud and needy.
You let him feel your smile when you kissed his palm, and his finger brushed against your already damp forehead. Then the hot feeling of Yunho’s hands grabbing at your sides made you clench around Mingi, who whined underneath you unaware that his best friend had started to push you down to the base of his cock in one swift, aggressive motion. Yunho’s nails still dug onto the flesh of your waist, eyes soft and blown when he he heard the loud cry that came out of you after he had made your pussy suck in all of Mingi’s cock. He held you down for a few seconds, enjoying the way you squirmed and whined as you had to adapt to the sudden intrusion, your boyfriend’s size always hard to adapt to no matter how many times you’ve had him inside you. Mingi got up to rest on his forearms. He looked so lost with the blindfold on.
“Good?” he asked.
“Yes, baby”
“Kiss me”
You didn't waste any time leaning forward, leading Mingi with your touch until you both found each other. You shared a slow, heavy kiss. Yunho watched your tongue poke out of Mingi’s mouth and then go back in, dragging a satisfied moan from him. Yunho dragged his fingers through your scalp and tugged at it, making you part from your boyfriend with a pained groan. He pushed your head back as you grasped for air, his eyes completely fixated on your swollen, wet lips, no doubt coated in Mingi’s saliva. He wanted to kiss you so badly it almost disgusted him. His hand cupped your jaw, prying your mouth open and spitting on your mouth, before pushing your head forward and forcing you kiss Mingi again. He forced your mouth against his until he could see the way Mingi’s tongue tangled onto yours with a lewd moan tearing at his throat. Mingi’s such a liar, he thought. He did like it rough, he was just too nice. Yunho pulled at your hair and made you part from Mingi once again, like a punishment. You dug your nails on Mingi’s chest and let out a moan that almost came out like a grunt that almost made Yunho lose his mind when it reached his ears. He saw the way you were fucking yourself into Mingi, ass dragging back and forth in a tantalizing rhythm while beads of sweat fell down the valley of your breasts.
He took advantage of the way yours and Mingi’s moans harmonized loudly to speak to you.
“Go faster” he demanded, a sharp pain spreading through your scalp where he pulled at your hair.
You obeyed, despite the way your thighs were burning and acheing. It was worthy when you saw the way he was stroking himself, with a borderline hateful look in his eyes, that were set where your pussy sucked Mingi’s cock in over and over again. You could see the precum at his tip leaking and falling into the wooden floor. Then suddenly, he grabbed onto your body and lifted you up, unaware and uninterested by Mingi’s confused and whiny protest. Before Mingi had time to ask, Yunho had you at the edge of the bed, guiding you to suck at Mingi again. You were about to get on your knees before he roughly kept you on your feet, making you bend over the bed. Your shaky hands sunk onto the mattress, anticipation building between your damp thighs when you wrapped your lips around Mingi’s red tip. Mingi who had gotten on his forearms in curiosity, let himself fall onto the bed again with an embarrassingly loud moan. He was too lost in the pleasure to suspect that his best friend was currently rubbing his cock across your swollen, wet pussy. He parted your lips with his swollen tip, amused by the way he could see your body tenses whenever he pressed it against your entrance on the way down. You choked on Mingi’s dick when you feel Yunho press his tip inside of you before halting and jerking himself off. Mingi’s hips buck up against your mouth, hitting the back of your throat and making you choke again.
“Sorry!” he said, even though you could tell how delirious the action made him.
Yunho could tell how much you did, too, feeling you squeeze his tip every time you gagged on Mingi’s dick. You pushed your hips backwards, and Yunho had to bite his tongue to not moan at the way you took him further. You could feel the stretch of Yunho’s cock, the way the veins dragged across your walls. The moans arising from your throat made Mingi groan, hands pulling at his air. Yunho pulled out when his dick was barely inside you. The sight of it coated in your slick, wet and shiny was enough to make him hold onto your hips and bottom out in one thrust. He didn’t care that Mingi’s cock was inside your mouth, pressing against the back of your throat when you felt him bury himself deep inside you. You suddenly felt so full, so used, and it made you clench violently around Yunho. You felt his nails dig on the fat of your hips, cock throbbing in response.
“Baby?” Mingi asked, and he sounded so distant “Should I take it off?”
You pulled him out with a pop, spit falling down his length when your lips let him go.
“No! It’s okay”
Yunho’s hand found your hair again, holding your head as he buried his cock on your pussy at an agonizingly slow pace. You felt every centimeter slip out of you, leaving you empty and hungry.
“Are you okay?”
Mingi reached towards you, and before you could stop him, his hand landed on top on Yunho’s where his fingers were buried in your hair.
There was a short pause where everything felt too real. Yunho looked at Mingi’s hand on top of his, and he knew there was no need to explain. Mingi knew his touch, knew him. Before you could say anything, he thrusted into you again, forcing a surprised moan out of you. You bit your lip, tearing up as Mingi took off the blindfold to the sight of Yunho fucking you in front of him.
“I’m sorry” you cried, words shaky and interrupted with the sound of Yunho pounding into you “I knew”
Mingi’s face was unreadable. Yunho’s eyes were trained on him while he continued to fuck you, almost as if to provoke him. Mingi could see it all from where he sit naked on the bed. Your teary face as you looked up at him with shame, Yunho’s long fingers holding onto your roots and forcing him to face him, your tits bouncing to the rhythm of his best friend fucking you.
“Does it feel good?” he ased after a long pause.
It surprisesd the both of you, Yunho’s hips faltering for half a beat. Your bottom lip trembled, and you fought against Yunho’s hold on your hair so you could bring your face down to kiss Mingi’s thighs, like a dog licking a wound. You dragged your nose against his skin as you nodded. It broke your heart when you felt Mingi’s hand come to your hair, caressing your head and making the pain left by Yunho ease if only a bit. Yunho got out of you without warning, and you heard his low voice resonate around the silent room.
“Come on, you are going to do this properly” It took you a moment to understand that the command wasn’t directed at you, but Mingi. He grabbed your arm, forcing you to stand before shoving you on the bed next to him “You are going to fuck her the way she likes” Mingi’s eyes looked up at Yunho, big and almost scared. Yunho’s eyes on the other hand are unyielding, voice cold as ice when he asked “What? Want me to keep doing it myself?”
Mingi swallowed hard, a look over your naked body next to him enough to have him hovering over you on the bed. You locked eyes, and it felt strange how much tenderness there was still in them. It took Yunho forcefully clearing his throat for Mingi to bring his tip your entrance, looking at Yunho like he was waiting for instructions.
“One thrust. She likes that” Mingi pressed against you but hesitated, making Yunho sigh in exasperation “You don’t have to worry, I already fucked her good. It won’t hurt”
Mingi’s hands tightened over your knees at Yunho’s words, biting at his bottom lip as he bottomed out with one swift thrust. A lewd cry rippled through your throat and Mingi almost froze in place again. He looked at Yunho for reassurance, who nodded.
“Again” he commanded, and Mingi dragged his cock slowly as if making time. He was faltering again, but one sharp exhale from Yunho got him thrusting inside you again. Your hands grabbed at his locks, back arching from the bed and cunt thanking him by violently clenching around him “Again”
The encouragement continued with every single thrust, Mingi easing into a pace unfamiliar to him and getting lost in the way your pussy clenched around him.
“Is it good baby?” you asked, eyes soft and fogged by tears of pleasure as you felt his tip bury impossibly deep inside you.
Mingi nodded, lost in the way you felt around him, the way Yunho’s voice kept guiding him through it and forcing him to fuck you at a relentless pace. Almost like a metronome, keeping his rhythm uninterrupted.
"Again... Again... Again... Harder"
You felt him halt, cock throbbing inside you as a loud, broken cry escaped his plush lips. He thrusted into you a few more time, his eyes shut by the overwhelming orgasm rippling through him. He fell on top of you, where he remained for a few seconds as you caressed his hair. Then Yunho spoke:
"She didn't cum. Get up"
Mingi's body reacted almost as if he had been tasered, lifting his still obviously tired body to kneel above you.
"It's okay, he's tired" you said, starting to get up yourself "I'll get on top"
You placed your hand on Mingi's face with a reassuring touch, worried about the nervous and embarrassed look on his face.
"Your legs are tired too" spoke Yunho, breaking the moment.
You couldn't deny that, but you also didn't want to deny him.
"I'm fine, I'll do it"
You had placed a hand on Mingi's shoulder, prompting him yo lie down again, but he didn't budge. Sometimes you forgot the only reason why Mingi was easy to maneuver was because he let you. It was in rare moments like these as you tried uselessly to push him down when you realized just how strong he actually was.
"Your legs are tired" he spoke in a low voice. His eyes looked up past you, falling on Yunho's "Can you do it?"
You felt the burning in your lower stomach become almost insufferable when you saw the pleading look in Mingi's eyes as he begged Yunho to fuck you. Yunho on his side said nothing, his only answer the way he pulled his boxers off completely and threw them onto the floor.
His knees sunk on the bed, and for a moment you thought it might cave in completely under the weight of the three of you. Your body naturally fell onto Mingi's, and when Yunho pulled at your legs your head fell against his shoulder. You could feel the skin of your back sticking to his stomach, his skin so hot it was making you delirious. Especially with the feeling of Yunhos long fingers holding onto your ankles, parting your legs in front of him.
"Keep her steady"
He spoke to Mingi, but his eyes were lost on the way your pussy was so deliciously presented to him. He could see the way your lips parted with difficulty, sticking together due to your own arousal and the small bits of precum that had leaked as he fucked you a few minutes ago. You felt Mingi's chest still as he held in a breath at the sight of Yunho putting his huge cock at the entrance of your cunt.
Almost as if sensing this himself, and worried Mingi would change his mind, Yunho bottomed out the same way he had taught Mingi how. Your back arched against Mingi's stomach, ass dragging against his half-soft cock that still had the condom on. It made him wince. Mingi's hands instinctively wrapped around you, safely placed over your chest and stomach. It helped you stay in place while Yunho started fucking you. It wasn't the violent pace he had used before though, but it wasn't kind either. Yunho sat on his knees, hips coming forward to fuck into you like it was a performance. Whether it was for you or Mingi, you weren't entirely sure and you weren't in the right mind to care. It didn't take long for Yunho to turn you into a blabbering mess, cock repeatedly and relentlessly hitting against your g spot with every measured thrust of his hips. Your hands found Mingi's hair in their pursuit to find something to hold onto.
"Does it feel good?" you heard him speak, voice hoarse and almost shy.
You nodded your head, slightly tugging at his hair to make sure he understood.
"Are you mad at me? I am not mad at you" you heard him say against your ear, and it made your stomach turn. It also made you clench around Yunho, who let out a low groan.
"It's okay, baby" you bit your bottom lip as Yunho delivered a particularly violent thrust into you, cry crawling at your throat "You felt good"
"I'm sorry, I just want you to feel good"
And it did make you feel good. Yunho could feel the way your pussy pathetically squeezed his cock.
"Keep talking to her" he told Mingi "She likes it"
Mingi's attention went to Yunho before he licked his lips, eyes going back to you.
"Sorry I came so fast"
"It's okay baby"
You shook your head, hair rubbing against his chair and making his skin tingle. Yunho let out a low groan as he hunched forward, angling his hips to push deeper if that was even possible. His hands rested on the mattress, around your and Mingi's torsos. One of his hands grabbed at Mingi's wrist to move the arm that was covering your chest away.
"Sorry Mingi, I like to see them bounce"
Despite the apology it was very obvious Yunho didn't have any regard for Mingi's feelings at the moment. The sweet Yunho that had intertwined his soul with Mingi's many years ago was taking the backseat as a witness of whatever this was. Whatever ugly part of Yunho had lain dormant all these years had finally come out, and he was surprised to find out Mingi had accepted him too as he didn't protest.
Not even when Yunho's large hand grabbed at your jaw and forced you to stare at him as he started pounding into you in a way that filled the room with the obscene sound of skin slapping against skin and the weak protest on the springs under the mattress. Yunho's hand came down to grab at your throat, and Mingi's settled on top of it ready to pull it away in worry. It was stopped by yours, barely big enough to cover any of theirs, and too weak to even pull them away. You didn't try either, and Mingi understood.
"You like it?"
"She does"
You didn't have to answer. The pressure of both their large hands curled around your throat underneath yours, and the way Yunho kept fucking you against Mingi while his eyes bore into yours with hatred and something else had the knot in your stomach start to come undone.
A disturbing smile drew on Yunho's smile when he felt it.
"Cum"
That was his last command before your body shut down completely, a silent cry stuck at your throat while your cunt spasmed around Yunho's cock. The sight and the feeling was enough for Yunho, who almost in a crazed state drove his hips impossibly deep inside you to feel the way your cunt hugged his cock before he was cumming inside. You dragged your nails though Mingi's hair as you felt Yunho pump an obscene amount of cum inside you. The feeling of him spilling inside you so violently made you squeeze him once more, milking him completely dry as a satisfied groan escaped from his throat. His head fell back, eyes closed and enjoying the last few pumps before he pulled out of you, satisfied.
He passed his large hand across his face, cheeks flushed and eyes shining with bliss. He made a gesture that you were too dazed and spent to understand, but it wasn't really for you. Mingi understood it, and he carefully got up from behind you, gently placing you on the soft, sweaty sheets before he approached Yunho. He followed Yunho's gaze, and he could see it better when he parted your knees that had come together in response to the overstimulation. Yunho's cum, spilling out of you and into the mattress. They both stared at it as if transfixed, a strange understanding passing through them in their silence.
"Sorry, I came inside" Mingi didn't answer, too absorbed in the sight of you in front of him. Yunho didn't really care for it, really. He hadn't done anything Mingi hadn't asked him for. He simply stood up and put on his boxers "I'm sure you both have things to talk about, so..."
Yunho started walking towards the door, stopping by the other side of the bed and staring at you. The glassy look in your eyes reaching him through your lashes, the way your chest rose and fell as you tried to compose yourself, the messy hair he was responsible for.
"That rule you gave me" he spoke, eyes darting to Mingi carefully "Can I break it just once?"
Mingi's voice was surprisingly firm when he replied.
"No"
Yunho let out a barely audible scoff before he took one more look at you and left the room.
What kind of crazy psycho would let his best friend cum inside his girlfriend, but not let him kiss her?
Well, there had to be a reason the both of them were such good firends, after all.
Mingi was definitely way too sweet for his own good, but Yunho had always known he wasn't stupid.
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