Caught Between | Lee Jeno, Na Jaemin
SUMMARY | Your trio—you, Jeno, and Jaemin—has always been effortless. But as adulthood hits and feelings shift, the balance becomes fragile. Both men start acting differently, and when the truth comes out, you’re forced to confront what you’ve been avoiding: You don’t want to lose either of them.
PAIRINGS | Jeno x fem!reader x Jaemin
RATING | Mature, NSFW, EXPLICIT, MDNI, 18+
GENRE | smut, friends to lovers, threesome
CONTENT/WARNINGS | non-idols au, profanity/strong language, childhood friends turn lovers, confessions, slight angst, threesome, fingering, oral sex (both male/female receiving/giving), double penetrative sex (vaginal/anal), unprotective sex (wrap it up folks!), dirty talk, praising, pet names, hair grabbing, creampies
LENGTH | 6,304 words
NETWORKS | @k-vanity @ksmutsociety @keopihaus @cosyhomenet @neocity-net
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AUTHOR’S NOTE | Hi, enjoy, and goodbye.
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"I love you."
When you turn to look at Jeno, you thought he was playing a joke on you, but the look on his face wasn't a playful one. He looked scared, nervous, but hopeful. "W-what did you say?"
He looks at Jaemin, who was standing behind him, looking a little nervous as well. "I said that I love you."
You feel your cheeks getting warmer and you look over at Jaemin.
He gives you a soft smile and walks over to stand beside Jeno. "So do I, actually," he says, rubbing the back of his neck. "Have been for awhile."
When Jaemin suggested that the three of you take a vacation from your workplaces and go on a road trip together, you were all for it. And you were even more excited when you found out that he had rented a really nice RV, complete with a bedroom, kitchenette, and bathroom. You had packed everything you needed, including enough food and drinks to last the entire trip, and were ready to go.
The whole idea behind this trip was so that you, Jeno, and Jaemin could reconnect after being busy with work. Jeno had been busy with his bar, which had been taking off in recent months, and Jaemin had been stuck in a pool non-stop, but that's what happens when you're a coach for a high school swim team. You yourself had been a little busy, working your way up the ranks at your corporate office job.
Jeno and Jaemin were already thick as thieves when you met them in middle school. Your family had just moved into the neighborhood and you were so nervous about starting school in a new place. But on your first day, the two of them welcomed you warmly and made you feel at home. You became fast friends, and before you knew it, a duo became a trio. You three were always together, going to school, hanging out after school, and then doing whatever on the weekends.
But somewhere along the way, things changed. Your feelings for them changed. You couldn't explain it, you just...fell for them. Hard. But the two of them never saw you like that, at least you thought they didn't. They dated around and always had a girlfriend, and you were the one always watching them. Watching them from the side, and sometimes wishing that it was you.
Now, as the three of you stood in the tiny kitchenette, you felt awkward. Jeno and Jaemin were acting weird throughout this whole trip, and it was beginning to get on your nerves. They were quieter than normal and were constantly looking at you when they thought you weren't looking. They weren't touching you like they usually would, either, no more head pats or arms wrapped around your shoulders. It was almost like they were trying to keep their distance from you, and you had no idea why.
And when the RV stopped at an unoccupied campground, you cornered them both in the small space and demanded what was going on. You never imagined being confessed to by the both of them at the same time.
"What?" you say, dumbfounded. You're not sure how long you had stood there, frozen, not knowing what to say.
"So, which one of us are you going to choose?" Jaemin asks.
"I-I," you're still unsure how to react, "You're joking with me, right? This is a joke, isn't it?" You're trying to laugh it off, hoping that this is a big joke and they'll break character soon. But neither of them move. Neither of them even crack a smile. "Jeno? Jaemin? You're messing with me, right?"
They're still silent. Your heart is beating out of your chest, your throat goes dry. "This is a joke, right?" your voice trembles. "Guys?"
"No," Jeno speaks softly, his eyes cast down to the floor, "It's not."
Your head is spinning, and you're having trouble breathing. The RV starts to feel small, the walls are closing in. It's silent, aside from your heavy breathing, the only sound filling the room.
"Say something, please." Jaemin whispers. "Y/N, please."
What can you say? Your best friends of many years have just confessed their love for you, and they're expecting an answer, but what are you supposed to say? How can you even begin to tell them how you're feeling right now?
"I don't know," you finally say.
"What do you mean, you don't know?" Jeno asks.
"I mean, I don't know what to say." You feel like your heart is going to burst out of your chest. "You both just confessed your feelings for me, and I don't know how to respond."
"We understand if you don't feel the same way," Jaemin says. "But we wanted you to know how we felt. We didn't want to keep it a secret anymore."
"We know it's a lot to process, but we're here for you," Jeno says, reaching out to grab your hand. You flinch at his touch and when you look at Jeno, his face drops a little.
"I need some time to think," you say, taking a step back. "I need to figure this out, I'm sorry." You turn and quickly leave the RV.
You walk down the path, not knowing where you're going, and not caring. You just need to get away. Away from the guys, away from their confession, away from the confusing feelings they're making you feel.
"Y/N! Wait!"
You hear Jeno calling for you, and it only makes you walk faster. But before you can get too far, a pair of strong hands grab you by the arm and spins you around. You come face-to-face with Jeno, his expression full of concern.
"Where are you going?" he asks, his voice a little breathless from running after you.
"I-I don't know," you admit, trying to pull your arm from his grasp. But he holds firm. "Let go of me, Jeno."
"No, not until you talk to me." His voice is pleading. "Y/N, please."
"Why are you doing this?"
"Doing what?"
"This!" you say, motioning between the two of you. "Why are you doing this to me?"
"Doing what?" Jeno repeats, his eyes searching yours. "Y/N, talk to me. Tell me what's wrong."
"Everything is wrong," you cry, feeling the tears start to flow. You see Jaemin running up behind Jeno, but you're so overcome with emotions that you don't care. "You and Jaemin, telling me how you feel, it's all wrong."
"How is that wrong?" Jaemin asks as stands next to you.
"Because!"
"Because why?" he asks.
"Because I've been in love with both of you for years," you yell, your voice echoing off the trees. You let out a sob and bury your face in your hands. "And now, you're making me choose, and I don't know what to do. I don't want to hurt either of you, but I can't choose between you. So, why are you making me choose?"
You feel strong arms wrap around you, pulling you into a tight embrace. You cling to the person, burying your face in their shoulder, sobbing uncontrollably. You hear voices speaking, but you're too upset to pay attention.
"I'm sorry, Y/N," Jeno says, his voice close to your ear. "We didn't know. We never would have done this if we knew."
"It's not fair," you cry, still clinging to him. "I'm so tired of watching the two of you go through girls and I'm left alone, watching. And when I entertain the thoughts of having either of you, I'm just hit with the reality that it's never going to happen. That if I'm with one of you, then our friendship is ruined and I'm not willing to risk that. But now, I'm faced with the reality that I can't have either of you."
"Why do you think you can't have us?" Jaemin softly asks.
"Because I'm afraid of what will happen if I do."
"What are you talking about?" Jeno asks, gently pushing you away from him and holding your face between his hands, forcing you to look at him. "Why would anything change?"
"Because relationships change things, Jeno." You feel yourself tearing up again. "What if you one of you get tired of me? What if you change your mind and realize that you don't actually love me? What if you stop wanting to hang out with me? Stop talking to me? What if..."
"Hey, hey," Jaemin interrupts you, grabbing your hand and squeezing it tightly. "Stop, okay? Just stop. We're not going anywhere, we're not going to change, and we're not going to stop wanting to be around you. And besides, none of those 'what ifs' are going to happen because we're not going to leave you. Ever. And we're certainly not going to stop loving you."
"But...I don't understand," you say, shaking your head.
"Let's take the rest of this trip to just… be together." Jeno says, rubbing the tears from your cheeks. "No decisions. No pressure."
You stare at him, not quite understanding what he's saying. "What are you suggesting?" you ask, wiping your eyes.
"Let's just enjoy the rest of the trip," he says. "Spend time together, have fun, and at the end of the trip, we'll sit down and talk. Just the three of us. Okay? And we'll figure this out."
You look over at Jaemin, and he gives you a reassuring smile and nods. "We don't have to decide anything now," he says. "Let's just...be together, like Jeno said."
You take a deep breath, letting it out slowly, and nod. "Okay," you say, giving a small smile. "I think I can do that."
Jaemin lets out a sigh of relief and Jeno wraps his arms around you, pulling you in for a hug. You return the hug, burying your face in his neck and letting yourself relax. You feel Jaemin's arms wrap around both of you and the three of you stand there, embracing each other.
As the week goes on, the three of you get back into the groove of things. You spend the days exploring, hiking, and sightseeing. You enjoy the fresh air and the beautiful scenery, and you even go canoeing on the lake nearby. Jeno and Jaemin keep the conversations light and playful, and the tension from the RV confession melts away.
But at night, when it's just the three of you in the bedroom, the air is charged. You can feel it in the way Jeno and Jaemin watch you, the way their eyes linger on your body, the way their touches last a bit longer. You feel yourself getting warmer every time they look at you, and you're pretty sure they can hear your heartbeat.
You try to ignore the tension, telling yourself that it's nothing, that it's just your imagination. But every night, when the lights go out, you can't help but wonder what would happen if you gave in. If you let yourself go, and just...let it happen. You lie awake, listening to the sound of Jeno and Jaemin breathing, and you think about what it would be like. What would it be like to have their hands on you, their mouths on you, their bodies pressed against yours? What would it be like to have both of them at the same time?
You toss and turn, unable to sleep, the thoughts racing through your head. You're frustrated, and the tension is building inside you, threatening to explode.
"Can't sleep, Y/N?" Jaemin whispers, rolling over onto his side, his head propped up on his elbow.
"No," you say, your voice soft. "I can't."
"Me neither," he says, his eyes locking onto yours.
You swallow hard, feeling your heart race, and your palms get sweaty. The tension is growing, and you're not sure if you can take it anymore. You feel yourself trembling, and your breath is coming out in short pants.
"Are you alright?" he asks, his brows knitting together in concern.
"No," you whisper, barely able to speak.
"What's wrong?" Jeno asks, rolling onto his side and mirroring Jaemin.
"I can't take this anymore," you say, your voice breaking. "The tension is killing me. I can't sleep, I can't think, I can't do anything. It's driving me crazy."
"What tension?" Jaemin asks, his voice low and husky.
"You know what I'm talking about," you say, looking between the two of them. "Don't pretend like you don't."
Jeno and Jaemin share a look, and a smile tugs at the corner of their lips. "So, what are you going to do about it?" Jeno asks, his voice dropping even lower.
"I...I don't know," you reply, your own voice faltering.
"Maybe," Jaemin starts, "you should do something about it."
You feel your cheeks getting hot and your heart rate quickening. "What?"
"Do something about it," he says, leaning in closer. "If the tension is driving you crazy, then do something about it."
Your eyes flicker between his eyes and his lips, and you feel yourself trembling. You're not sure if it's from the tension, or if it's from his closeness.
"Do something, Y/N," Jaemin repeats, his eyes darkening. "Before I do."
You swallow hard, your breath hitching in your throat.
"Go ahead," Jeno whispers, his eyes boring into yours. "Kiss him."
You hesitate, not sure if this is really happening. But before you can talk yourself out of it, you lean forward, closing the gap between you and Jaemin. His lips are soft and warm against yours, and his hand comes up to cup your cheek. He kisses you back, slowly at first, then more urgently. Your hands find their way into his hair, and you tug at the strands. He groans, and the sound sends shivers down your spine.
You break apart, breathing heavily, and stare at each other. Your heart is pounding, and your skin is on fire.
"Now kiss me," Jeno says, his voice low and commanding.
You turn towards him, and he cups your cheek, his thumb stroking your skin. He leans in, capturing your lips with his. His kiss is different than Jaemin's, but no less passionate. He's gentle, but demanding, and his tongue slides along yours. You feel your knees buckle, and you grasp onto him for support.
You pull back, panting, and look at both of them. Their eyes are dark, their pupils dilated, and their chests are rising and falling rapidly. You feel dizzy, and your mind is spinning. "What now?" you ask, your voice barely a whisper.
"Whatever you want, kitten," Jaemin says, his voice thick with desire.
"Whatever you want, princess," Jeno says, his gaze never leaving yours.
You shiver at their pet names, feeling a rush of heat pool in your belly. You don't know what to say but you definitely know what you want to do. Sitting up in bed, you pull your shirt over your head and throw it aside. You're not sure who moves first, but suddenly, you're back flat on your back and Jeno and Jaemin are hovering over you, their faces inches from yours.
"Are you sure about this, baby?" Jaemin whispers, his voice deep and husky.
"Yes," you reply, nodding vigorously.
"If at any point you want to stop, just say so," Jeno says. "Promise us."
"I promise," you say, smiling softly.
"Good girl," Jeno murmurs, before lowering his lips to yours.
Jaemin starts trailing kisses down your neck, while Jeno devours your lips. You moan as their hands explore your body, sending jolts of pleasure through you. You can feel Jaemin's hands tugging at the waistband of your shorts, and Jeno's fingers fumble with the clasp of your bra. The two of them make quick work of the rest of your clothes, tossing them aside without a care. Their eyes roam over your exposed body, their gazes hungry and predatory.
"You're so fucking beautiful, Y/N," Jeno mutters, his voice hoarse.
"Gorgeous," Jaemin agrees, his hands trailing along your sides.
You can feel your face heating up under their scrutiny, and you bite your lip nervously.
"Are you okay, baby?" Jaemin asks, his hand stilling.
"It's not fair if I'm the only one who's naked here," you reply, reaching out and tugging at his shirt.
Jaemin smiles and sits up, pulling his shirt off and tossing it aside. His bare chest is toned and muscular, and you can't help but admire the view. Jeno sits up as well, quickly stripping off his own shirt, and your eyes roam over his equally muscular body.
"Happy now?" Jeno asks, a smirk on his lips.
You nod, unable to form words. It's not like you never saw them shirtless before, but seeing them like this, doing this with you, it's a whole new experience.
Jaemin leans in and captures your lips, his tongue swiping across the seam of your mouth. You moan as his hands move to cup your breasts, his thumbs teasing your nipples. "God, your tits are perfect," he growls, his eyes darkening.
You gasp as his mouth moves to suck on your nipple, his teeth grazing the sensitive bud. Jeno's hand moves between your legs, his fingers dipping into your wetness.
"Fuck, you're so wet for us, princess," he groans, his eyes never leaving yours. He adds a second finger, stretching you, and you cry out as his thumb circles your clit. "You like that?"
"Yes," you pant, arching your back.
Jaemin switches to your other breast, lavishing it with attention, while Jeno's fingers continue their assault. The sensations are overwhelming, and you feel like you're about to burst.
"Jeno, Jaemin," you moan, their names falling from your lips. You watch as Jeno settles between your legs, his mouth inches from where his fingers are. You gasp as he presses a kiss to your inner thigh, his fingers still pumping in and out of you.
"Do you want me to eat your pussy, princess?" Jeno asks, his voice dripping with lust.
"Yes, please," you whimper, your hips bucking against his hand.
Jeno smiles and leans in, his tongue replacing his fingers. You cry out as his mouth latches onto your clit, sucking and licking. Jaemin kisses his way up your neck, his lips capturing yours once more. You tangle your fingers in his hair, kissing him back with fervor. His hand trails down your stomach, joining Jeno's between your legs.
Jeno licks a broad stripe up your slit before focusing on your clit, alternating between sucking and circling it with his tongue. Jaemin slips a finger inside you, then another, curling them up to hit that spot deep within you. "Does that feel good, baby?" he murmurs, nipping at your ear.
"Yes," you gasp, unable to form any other words.
"Tell us what you want, princess," Jeno says, pulling away and sitting back on his heels. His lips and chin are glistening with your juices.
"I want you both," you moan, looking between them.
"Both of us, huh?" Jeno teases, his eyes dancing.
"At the same time?" Jaemin whispers, his tongue flicking over your earlobe.
"Y-yes," you stammer, your breath hitching.
"Well, I can't say I'm surprised," Jeno chuckles, his fingers skimming down your spine.
"We've had the same thought," Jaemin murmurs, his lips tracing the curve of your jaw.
"You've...what?" You can barely form a coherent thought as their hands and mouths explore every inch of your body.
"Mm, we've talked about it," Jeno says, his voice husky. "About how we've both wanted you."
"And how we've wanted to share you," Jaemin adds, his lips brushing against yours.
"Share?" Your heart is pounding, and your brain is trying to process what they're saying.
"About how good you'd look, between the two of us," Jaemin whispers, his lips brushing against the shell of your ear.
"About how good it would feel," Jeno continues.
"About us fucking you," Jaemin says, his hand trailing down your stomach. "Having you cum around our cocks." Jaemin's hand continues lower, until his fingers are sliding through your slick folds. You moan as his thumb finds your clit, rubbing slow, lazy circles. "God, you're so wet for us, babe," he says, his lips curving into a wicked grin. "Were you this wet when Jeno went down on you?"
"She was," Jeno says, his hand reaching around to cup your breast. "She was practically dripping."
"You liked that, didn't you, baby?" Jaemin asks, his eyes fixed on yours.
"Y-yes," you stutter, biting back a moan as his fingers curl inside you.
"Did it feel good when he ate your pussy, baby?" Jaemin continues, his voice dropping lower.
"Y-yes," you repeat, unable to form any other words.
"Do you want me to eat your pussy, Y/N?" Jaemin whispers, his breath hot against your skin.
"God, yes," you moan, your hips bucking against his hand. Jaemin gives you a smirk, before kissing his way down your body.
Jeno leaves the bed momentarily, tugging off his pants and briefs before coming back. He settles near your head, cock in hand, stroking it slowly. "Suck my cock, princess," he says, his eyes dark and heavy-lidded.
You swallow hard and nod, opening your mouth and letting him slide his cock between your lips. He's so big and thick that you can barely take him, but you manage to take half of him into your mouth.
"Fuck, that's it, baby," he groans, his hands tangling in your hair.
Jaemin's mouth reaches your center and his tongue laps at your clit. You moan around Jeno's cock, the sensation overwhelming.
"Yeah, that's it, baby," Jeno says, his hips bucking forward, pushing his cock deeper into your mouth. "Just like that."
You bob your head up and down his length, your hand wrapping around the base. Jaemin's tongue continues its assault, licking and sucking at your sensitive nub. His fingers join in, pumping in and out of you, curling and hitting that sweet spot. You reach to grab at his hair, needing something to hold on to.
Your moans and whimpers are muffled by Jeno's cock, and he groans as the vibrations travel through him. "Fuck, you're so good at this, baby," he murmurs, his fingers tightening in your hair. "Your mouth feels so fucking good."
Jaemin's tongue flicks against your clit, faster and harder, and his fingers pump into you faster. Your moans grow louder, and your hips buck against his mouth.
"Are you gonna cum, princess?" Jeno asks, his cock continuing its assault on your mouth.
"Yeah, baby, are you gonna cum on my tongue?" Jaemin growls, his mouth never leaving your center.
"Mmhm," you moan, unable to form actual words.
"Then cum for us, Y/N," Jeno murmurs, his hips thrusting harder. "Cum for us."
With his words, you fall apart, crying out as your orgasm washes over you. Jaemin keeps licking and sucking, drawing out the pleasure. You shudder and whimper, your body twitching. Jeno pulls out of your mouth, giving you a moment to breathe. He's hard and throbbing, pre-cum leaking from the tip. You look up at him, knowing that he wants to cum, too.
"Can I have it?" you ask, your voice raspy.
"Have what, princess?" he replies, a smirk tugging at his lips.
"Your cum," you reply, blushing.
"Fuck," he groans, his hand tightening around his cock. "Oh, you'll have my cum when I'm balls deep inside you, princess."
Jaemin climbs off the bed, Jeno moving into his place. Jaemin is taking the rest of his clothes off, while Jeno lines up his cock with your entrance.
"Jeno, please," you whine, needing him to fill you.
"Please what, princess?" he teases, running the tip of his cock through your wetness.
"Please fuck me," you say, grinding your hips against his.
"Since you asked so nicely," he murmurs, his hands gripping your thighs.
You gasp as his cock slides into you, filling you to the hilt. He pauses, letting you adjust to his size, before beginning to thrust. His movements are slow and steady, but soon he's slamming into you, making the bed creak.
Jaemin stands at the side of the bed, watching the two of you. His hand is wrapped around his cock, stroking himself in time with Jeno's thrusts. "God, that's so fucking hot," he growls, his eyes locked on where Jeno's cock is sliding in and out of you.
"Mmm, it feels so good, Jaemin," you moan.
You're eyeing his cock, and he notices. "What is it, baby? Do you want my cock, too?"
"Y-yes," you whimper, "Want you to fuck my mouth."
"Jesus, Y/N," Jaemin mutters, his hand tightening around his shaft. "Keep talking like that and you'll get anything you want."
"Please," you moan, Jeno withdrawing temporarily to reposition you on all fours. He slides into you again, and Jaemin positions himself in front of you.
"Open wide, baby," Jaemin says, his eyes dark and hungry. "Let me fuck that pretty little mouth."
You open your mouth, letting him slide his cock in between your lips. He's big, too, and you struggle to take him. He doesn't push, though, allowing you to set the pace. You start bobbing your head up and down his length, moaning around him.
"Fuck, your mouth feels so good," he groans, his fingers tangling in your hair.
Jeno's thrusts become harder, his hips slapping against yours. The sounds of skin slapping skin and the three of you moaning fill the room. "So fucking tight, princess," Jeno grunts, his hands gripping your hips.
You try to moan, but the sound is muffled by Jaemin's cock in your mouth. Your eyes roll back as Jeno hits a particularly good spot, his cock brushing against your G-spot. "Yeah, you like that, baby?" he murmurs, one of his hands coming down to spank your ass.
"Mmhm," you whimper, trying to speak with Jaemin's cock still in your mouth.
"Good girl," he says, his fingers digging into your skin. "Such a good girl."
Jeno's thrusts grow faster, his hips slapping against yours. Your bodies move together in perfect rhythm, each of you chasing your own pleasure.
Jaemin's hand tightens in your hair, his hips thrusting into your mouth. He groans as his cock hits the back of your throat, and his movements become more erratic. "Can't wait to cum down your pretty throat, baby," he growls.
The sensation of having them both is almost too much, and you feel your second orgasm building. You moan around Jaemin's cock, the vibrations sending a shiver through him.
"Yeah, that's it, baby," Jeno says, his voice low and husky. "I'm so fucking close."
His hips snap against yours, his cock hitting that sweet spot inside you. You cry out, the pleasure overwhelming, and your orgasm rips through you. Your body convulses, your muscles contracting, and your eyes roll back in your head.
"Fuck, that's it," Jaemin groans, his thrusts growing more frantic. "Cum on Jeno's cock, baby."
Your walls clench around Jeno's cock, the pressure becoming too much for him. He thrusts once, twice, then buries himself inside you, spilling his seed. "Fuck, I'm cumming," he moans, his cock pulsing.
Jaemin's thrusts grow harder, his cock sliding deeper down your throat. You gag around him, the sensation sending him over the edge. He grunts as his cock twitches, cum shooting down your throat. "Fucking swallow it all, baby," he groans, his grip on your hair tightening.
You do, your cheeks hollowing as you suck him dry. He finally pulls out, his cock slipping from between your lips.
Jeno slowly withdraws from you, his spent cock sliding out. You collapse onto the bed, exhausted, but Jaemin grabs your hips, pulling you atop him. "We're not done yet, baby," he growls, lining up his cock with your entrance. "Now it's my turn."
"O-oh," you gasp, as he thrusts into you. You're still filled to the brim with Jeno's cum but he doesn't seem to mind.
"The thought of another man's cum dripping out of your pussy turns me on," he mutters, his hips slamming into yours. "It makes it even better knowing that it's Jeno's cum."
"Fuck, Jaemin," you moan, his cock hitting a spot deep inside you.
He chuckles, his fingers digging into your hips. "I can't believe how lucky we are, Jeno."
"Hmm, yes. Look at her, she's so fucking beautiful like this," Jeno murmurs, his eyes roaming over your body before finally settling on your ass.
Jaemin reaches around to smack it, the sting making you cry out. "That's it, baby. You like that, don't you?"
"Yes," you moan, unable to form any other words.
"Has anyone else touched you here?" Jeno asks, his voice dark and heavy as he palms your ass. "Have you played with yourself back here?"
You could only nod, and the boys' eyes flashed.
"Tell us, kitten," Jaemin rasped, his fingers tightening in your hair. "Tell us about the last time you played with yourself."
You felt yourself blush, but there was no going back now. "I... I've used my fingers," you whispered, averting your eyes. "A butt plug once, too."
"Fuck, that's hot," Jeno growled, his hand reaching out to caress your ass.
"Did you think about us when you did it?" Jaemin asked, his fingers tracing along the curve of your jaw as he thrust up into you.
"Y-yes," you admitted, the blush on your face deepening.
"Did you fantasize about us taking turns fucking your tight little ass?" Jeno murmured, his lips trailing along your shoulder.
"Oh God," you moaned, the idea sending a fresh wave of arousal through you.
"I can tell you like the sound of that," Jaemin said, a smirk on his lips. "Maybe Jeno and I can give you a little taste right now, hmm?"
"Wh-what?" you stuttered, your eyes widening.
"Oh, yeah. I think you'd like that, kitten," he growled, his hands gripping your hips tightly.
"You'd love having both of our cocks inside you at the same time, wouldn't you, princess?" Jeno's lips were right next to your ear, his breath warm on your skin.
"Oh, fuck," you whimpered, the image making your heart pound.
"Do you want that, baby?" Jaemin asked, his hips slowing their thrusts. "Do you want us both to fuck you at the same time?"
You could only nod, not trusting your voice.
"Tell us," Jeno growled, his finger pressing against the puckered entrance of your ass.
"Y-yes," you finally whispered. "Please Jeno. Fuck my ass."
"Good girl," Jaemin murmured, his lips brushing against yours.
You moan as he captures your lips in a heated kiss, his tongue swiping across the seam. You don't know where the lube came from, but suddenly you feel the slickness of it against your skin. You can feel Jeno's fingers circling your ass, slowly pushing inside. The sensation is strange, but not unwelcome.
"Oh, fuck," you whimper, as his fingers pump in and out of your ass.
"Are you ready, princess?" he asks, his voice low and husky.
"Yes," you reply, barely a whisper.
"Good girl," he growls, slowly pressing the tip of his cock against your ass. You gasp as the head slips in, stretching you.
"Breathe, kitten," Jaemin soothes, his fingers lightly stroking your cheek. "Just relax."
Jeno takes it slow, giving you time to adjust. His cock is big, and you feel the stretch and burn as he slowly pushes inside. The feeling is different from using a butt plug—this is real, and it's happening, and it's Jeno.
"Fuck, that's tight," Jeno grunts, his fingers digging into your hips. "You alright, princess?"
"Yes," you whimper, your body trembling. "Jeno, move."
He obliges, slowly rocking his hips. The feeling is strange, but not unpleasant. He moves at an excruciatingly slow pace, letting you adjust to the sensation.
Jaemin's fingers trail down your spine, his touch soothing. "You're doing so well, kitten," he murmurs, his eyes raking over your body.
"Feels...different," you manage to say, the sensations overwhelming. "Feels good."
"I'm glad, baby," he whispers, leaning in to kiss you. His tongue dances with yours, his hands skimming over your skin.
Jeno's movements are slow and steady, but each stroke is deep and intense. "You're doing so good for us, princess," he groans, his fingers gripping your hips tighter. "Taking our cocks so well."
Jaemin's thrusts are slower than usual, matching the rhythm of Jeno's. The sensation of being filled is almost overwhelming, but it's the connection to both of them—being surrounded and surrounded at the same time—that sends an unexpected jolt of pleasure through you.
"Oh, God," you cry out, feeling the coil in your belly start to wind up tighter. "Jeno, Jaemin, I-"
"Don't hold back, kitten," Jaemin orders. "We want to hear you when you cum."
Their words send you spiraling, and you're swept away. You moan, their names falling from your lips as you find your release. Your walls clench around Jaemin's cock, his hips pistoning in and out of you faster as he chases his own high. His nails dig into the skin of your hips, and he moans loudly, painting your walls white.
"Fuuuckkk, kitten," Jaemin groans.
Jeno continues to roll his hips, driving into you. His cock has you stretched to your limit. "Come on, princess," he rasps, "Be a good little girl for us and cum again."
It's like a switch is flipped; your toes are tingling, your eyes are rolling back into your head and the orgasm just hits you like a freight train. It feels like you're cumming in slow motion, every muscle in your body seizing and twitching in time to your contracting walls around both of them.
"Tha-- That's my girl," Jeno grunts above you. "Fuck... gonna fill you up, princess."
Your ass is aching from the relentless, rough pounding, but Jeno's cum spurting inside and Jaemin's own warmth splashing against your cervix trigger a third climax, drawing out an extended whine.
Your senses slowly return and the only things registering are the men's ragged panting, your own throbbing sex, and the warm wet stickiness spreading everywhere. "I think I'm gonna pass out," you mumble against Jaemin's sweaty neck.
Jeno pulls out, rolling onto his back on the bed beside Jaemin, breathing heavily. "I'm gonna need a minute or two to recover myself..."
"Me too, kitten. Give a guy a bit to cool down first," Jaemin's eyes were closed, his hand idly tracing lazy circles over your lower back. "Then we'll clean up and then maybe we can sleep."
"Sounds like a plan," you say, the heaviness in your eyes starting to take over.
"No sleeping just yet, princess," Jeno says, chuckling and lazily patting you on the behind. "Come on. I'm sure we can all use the shower before anything else."
As you stand, you wince. "You guys really did a number on me back there," you say with a sigh, shooting Jeno and Jaemin a look.
"Awe, don't worry, kitten," Jaemin wraps an arm around your shoulders and gives you a quick peck on your cheek. "We'll make sure you're good as new by tomorrow."
After washing, you curl up in bed with them—all three bodies tangled together, seeking comfort in closeness, exhaustion slowly overtaking your limbs.
The rest of the trip is spent in blissful exploration. You, Jeno, and Jaemin are completely insatiable, and there isn't a surface, position, or toy that isn't claimed by the end of the trip. Hell, you even had sex with them sprawled under a tree once, just because they wanted to do something new and different.
As the last day of the trip arrives, you made your choice.
You're lying in bed with them, curled between their warm, solid bodies, when the thought occurs to you: What if you don't have to choose? What if you can have it all?
"What are you thinking about, princess?" Jeno asks, his hand trailing along your arm.
"Just... everything," you reply, smiling softly.
"It's been a wild week," Jaemin says, pressing a kiss to your forehead.
"We've learned a lot about ourselves," Jeno says, his thumb stroking your cheek.
"And each other," Jaemin adds, his hand resting on your hip.
"And what are you learning?" Jeno asks, his dark gaze meeting yours.
"That I love you," you say, your eyes darting between the two of them. "Both of you. And I want the three of us to be together. Like a throuple."
Jeno and Jaemin exchange looks, their expressions unreadable. You begin to panic, thinking maybe they've changed their minds, but then they're both laughing.
"We're laughing because we had the same idea," Jeno says, smiling.
"It's crazy," Jaemin says, shaking his head. "But the way we've been these past few days...it feels right."
You sit up in bed, looking at both of them. "Really?"
"Really," Jeno and Jaemin reply, in unison.
"So we're going to try this? The three of us, together?" you ask, tentatively.
"If that's what you want, baby," Jaemin says, smiling.
"We just want you to be happy, Y/N," Jeno says, taking your hand in his.
"I think I'll be very happy," you reply, a grin spreading across your face. You snuggle against Jaemin, your hands trailing down his toned chest, and pull Jeno in close, his arm wrapped around you. "In fact, I think I'm already there."
"Good," Jeno whispers, kissing the nape of your neck.
"We love you, baby," Jaemin says, pulling the three of you down onto the bed.
"I love you, too," you murmur, smiling.
As the sun sets, casting the sky in vibrant shades of red and gold, you lie there in the arms of the men you love, feeling truly happy and at peace.
You couldn't ask for anything more.
