under summer sky
title: under summer sky
pairings: suh johnny x lee taeyong x nakamoto yuta x jeong jaehyun x oc
genre: non-idol au, poly nct au, established relationship, smut, fluff (if you squint)
warnings: alcohol consumption (they’re all sober, though), unprotected sex (this is fiction, don’t do it irl), sex with multiple partners, fivesome, oral sex (f and m receiving / face fuck), fingering, nipple play, riding, sub / dom dynamics, dom yuta, kind of hard dom Johnny, hard dom jaehyun, switch oc (sub in this), switch (sub leaning) taeyong, dirty talk, use of sir, daddy and mommy, pet names, praise kink, slight degradation, outdoor sex (not public), exhibitionism, spit roasting (yutae), choking, spanking, tiny bit of cum play, double penetration (johnjae), anal sex (f receiving), crying, size kink, slight dumbification, overstimulation, orgasm control, multiple orgasms, squirting, minor m / m dynamics (they are ALL dating, still f / m focused), it’s pure filth i’ve got nothing more to say.
summary: a stressful week of work leads johnny, yuta, taeyong and their girlfriend to have some fun. But Jaehyun doesn’t like to be left out at all, especially when he had been working all day, so when he finds out what happened a hot night of passion takes place under the summer sky of London.
words count: 10.238k
a/n: you have no idea for how long I wanted to write a poly fic and I can’t believe it’s finally here. hope you’ll enjoy it, feedback is always appreciated, it motivates me and helps me get better. as always, keep in mind that english is not my first language.
"Yeah, sure, I can also make it horizontal for the Facebook cover. No worries, yeah," Jade huffed loudly, shutting off the call, rolling her head back against the couch’s headboard.
"Another call from her and you'll have to visit me in jail," she said, throwing the phone next to her with no care.
Yuta chuckled, leaning against the kitchen door frame. "What's going on, baby?"
"It's the twelfth time she calls me asking for changes of the logo and now she wants another design for the Facebook page, too. Like who even uses Facebook anymore?" She screamed, throwing her hands up in exasperation.
Johnny peaked his head behind Yuta, resting it on his shoulder, and smiled at her. "Need to unwind, angel?"
She hummed, running a hand on her face, "need to get back in time to slap my old self when I picked graphic design as a major."
"You could drop, though. We bring enough money at home to make it," Taeyong replied, sitting across the room in the big armchair, the book he was reading resting on top of his lap.
She rolled her eyes. "We already had this discussion, I'm not going to be a stay at home trophy wife." She glared at him. "Also, I love my job, I just hate clients, they are so demanding and have terrible taste."
Johnny snickered, shaking his head and then smirked. "Wife? Is this a marriage proposal?" He asked, starting to walk toward the couch, surpassing Yuta.
"Yeah, why not? A big screw you to patriarchy by proposing to four men instead of waiting for them to do that,” she joked, opening her arms to welcome Johnny.
“If you want to really screw patriarchy you shouldn't get married at all, you know that actually-”
"Yes, we know," she stopped Yuta, not really in the mood to listen to his nth rant about how anti-feminist the act of marriage was. Don't get her wrong, she loved talking with him about all those topics but not now. It definitely wasn't the right moment.
Yuta huffed but hurried to her and bent over to grasp her lips in a soft kiss.
“Hey, I was there before,” Johnny lamented, sitting next to her, his weight making the couch hollow.
“None of my business," Yuta answered deepening the kiss, his hands locking in her hair, slightly tugging at the nape of her neck to recline her face and get a better angle to kiss her.
A moan slipped out of her lips when she felt a pair of hands on her right thigh. It wasn't Yuta, not only because he was still busy cupping her face and holding her hair, but because they were bigger and a little bit more callous. Their touch was also very different. Johnny’s was firm, it was like he always had control over anything, he knew exactly what he was doing, not a glimpse of insecurity in his actions. Yuta's touch, instead, was needier, almost desperate to graze every inch of her.
"Pull away Nakamoto, she's not booked,” he ordered, pushing the Japanese back before grabbing her chin and tilting her face to kiss her.
Even their kisses were totally different. Yuta was hungry, always passionate and a little bit messy, but Johnny no. He was always calm and collected, even when situations were more heated. It was like he had a scheme to follow, to make her go crazy.
She heard Yuta huff and probably Taeyong place the book he was reading on the coffee table but couldn't focus on them when Johnny's hands tugged at her shorts and threw them on the ground.
A pair of lips grazed her neck and she jolted before rolling her head back, letting Taeyong nib at her skin. His lips were always chapped and drier than the other's but his kisses were the softest. Probably because he wasn't particularly dominant, and also always treated her like a jewel. Not that the others treated her badly, but they weren't afraid to be a little bit rougher. Taeyong on the other hand was always softer and extremely careful.
"Let's get this out of the way, uh?" Yuta teased, pushing her panties down her legs slowly.
"No," she moaned, lifting her head making the three men stop immediately, "Jae’s going to be mad if he finds out we had fun without him.”
Now, it wasn't like they had fivesomes every day. They had sex separately without any problem, but when they got all together, they had to be all.
Johnny was the first to laugh at her words. “You think so?” He teased. His fingers started to work again on her nipples under her shirt now that he knew she didn’t want the fun to be over but was just worried for their other boyfriend who, unlike them, was at work since this early morning.
"You know he doesn't like to be left out,” she answered, pressing her legs together, trying to stop the ache, but Yuta pulled them apart and lowered, his breath fanning her wet cunt. She breathed deeply, closing her eyes, trying not to give in to the need to be fucked. It had been an incredibly long week of work and they also had been extremely busy. Denying that she hadn’t been thinking about this the whole day, every time one of them passed next to her, was foolish.
"Well, he doesn't have to know, does he? " The tallest man replied, looking at the other two men in the room.
“He will know,” she mumbled, closing her eyes when Taeyong and Yuta’s mouths met her body at the same time, one closing around her nipple the other around her clit.
"Just relax baby, aren't you stressed?” Johnny reassured with a soothing voice.
She nodded, biting her lips to silence herself, but Johnny's fingers grazed them, freeing the lower lip from the grip of her teeth.
“Let it out, baby. We want to hear you,” he cooed with a sweet tone that hid an order.
Yuta wrapped his hands around her thighs and pushed her down, closer to him. His skilled tongue was working on her, lapping at her slit and then focusing on her clit, sucking and circling it.
Her hands found Johnny’s and held tight. Yuta was definitely the best one at giving her head. Not that the others weren't good, but Yuta loved it and would always be the first one to propose to go down on her, alongside Taeyong. But Taeyong was gentle, slow, and sometimes would get way too lost in the moment. Yuta instead was intense and also seemed to have a method made just for her, always keeping his focus on her need.
“Fuck, Yuta,” she cursed, head lolled back, mouth open and eyebrow knitted together.
“Good?" He asked, grinning against her, already knowing the answer. He knew he was good at it, he just wanted to hear her say it out loud, fuel his ego in front of the others.
“Mhh, yeah,” she moaned, hands clasping in Taeyong hair to push him closer to her boob and urge him to suck more harshly on her nipple.
Her other hand reached Johnny’s pants and tried to push his shorts down, but he stopped her before she could even try to slip a hand past the elastic band.
“No, sweetie, that's for you,” he said.
“But,” she tried to retort, looking at him with pleading eyes.
“No buts. Now kiss me.” She did as told and let her free hand travel down, pressing Yuta closer to her body while her hips bucked up.
“I’m close, please,” she moaned, silently begging the man with dyed ginger hair to insert some fingers in her but Yuta had one thing in mind, making her come just with his mouth and he had no intention to change it.
He quickened his movement and then spoke, “Then come, baby,” he urged, the vibration on her pussy sending her over the edge, the orgasm washing over like a warm wave.
“Feeling better?” Johnny asked, finally letting go of her lips, and she simply nodded, still under the haze of the orgasm she just had.
“One more, please,” she begged with pleading eyes. Jaehyun would've come home late and there was no way she would've last all that time with just that. Especially when the others, meaning Johnny and Yuta, would’ve spent the rest of the day teasing her.
Johnny looked at Yuta and he shared his gaze, they both turned at the same time to look at Taeyong and his flushed cheeks. He was kissing her sweetly and probably trying not to think about the painful boner in his pants. If they would've survived till tonight, he wouldn't, and they had no intention to hear him unsuccessfully try to suppress his moans as he jerked off in the shower.
"Why don't you ride our Yongie?" Johnny proposed, but it was an order and they both knew it, not that they minded, actually.
Their eyes lit up and Taeyong immediately sat down on the couch after discarding his clothes to the floor. His pretty cock springing against his abdomen. He wasn't the biggest of the four but she always found it the prettiest, also it was pretty veiny and she loved how it felt against her walls.
"So hard for me?" She cooed, tracing the length of his dick with two fingers.
“Jade,” Johnny warned sternly, she pressed her lips together and climbed on top of the man sitting next to her. “If you tease him, I'll tease you.”
She nodded and then lifted her hips, one hand grabbing his cock and the other resting on his shoulder to find the balance to lower on him.
She lolled her head back as she sunk down, feeling him stretching her. It didn't take her long to get used, he definitely wasn't Johnny or Jaehyun. But he was fairly thick, more than Yuta that, unlike him, was a little bit longer.
Taeyong immediately cupped her right boob in his hand after lifting her shirt off of her body, no more clothes getting in the way, while the other rested on her waist, guiding her movements.
“You're so good,” he praised, letting his head fall against the headboard, eyes slightly parted staring at her through his long lashes.
“You like it?" She asked, purposefully tightening her walls around him. “Like the way my pussy squeezes you?”
Taeyong nodded, biting his lips for a second before letting moans spill out of his mouth and she could come by that only. Taeyong was so fucking vocal and that made her lose her mind, his whines were music to her ears and the fact that he never held back made her always feel powerful. She was the one turning him into a whimpering mess, those moans were because of her and for her.
The romance of the moment was interrupted by the sharp sound that filled the room when Johnny’s palm met her ass.
She groaned, closing her eyes and tightening around Taeyong instinctively.
“Faster, ride him faster,” he ordered, hand resting around her hip. “You don't want me to fuck you on him, right?”
She shook her head and started accelerating her thrusts, her ass bouncing up and down Taeyong's thighs with every movement.
“Like this,” Johnny praised, fingers tracing her skin, teasing her rim, “good girl.”
“Taeyong fuck back into her, she doesn't have to get tired,” Yuta commanded, pinching the pink-haired man’s nipples.
“Stop, Jade, lean onto me,” Johnny said, holding her body in place by her hips, letting Taeyong do all the job.
The other glared at them, mad he had to do all the job, especially when she was so good at riding, but didn't stop, not even when Johnny let her down again, allowing her to move again.
Yuta sneaked his hands between their bodies and started to play with her clit, causing her head to fall back against Johnny’s shoulder, while she kept rocking up and down at a fast speed.
“Fuck, too tight, 'm gonna come,” Taeyong mumbled, nails digging in the skin of her waist where he was holding for dear life.
“No,” Johnny retorted, “you're coming with her.”
Taeyong whined, trying to hold the orgasm in, but it felt nearly impossible when she kept clenching around him and he could feel her cum drip down to his balls.
Looking down at him and seeing his face flushed in red, Jade said, “but I'm close too.”
“Not yet,” Johnny repeated in a serious, but calm, tone as he wrapped a hand around the base of Taeyong’s dick squeezing to prevent him from releasing.
“But Johnny, please,” she begged, head spinning as she felt Taeyong throb inside her.
“Johnny?” He asked, slapping her ass with an eyebrow raised.
“Daddy, please,” she corrected, trying to slow down her movement to help Taeyong and herself last longer, stilling against his base and moving her ass in circles.
Johnny shook his head. “Speed back up, Jade. Don’t play stupid games with me,” he warned, spanking her again, letting the agonizing torture go on while Yuta quickened his movements on her clit and she forced herself to pick up the fast speed of before as their thrusts started to get messier.
"Fuck," Taeyong cursed through gritted teeth, eyes squeezed shut as he felt tears threatening to slip out when Yuta started sucking on his nipple.
“Daddy, I need to come,” she pleaded, throwing one arm back to wrap it around Johnny’s neck and pull him closer.
The man behind her glanced at Taeyong and took in his absolutely devasted form, he was trying too hard not to come and by now it was probably on the limit of impossible to hold back. And even if it was funny seeing him like this, and how hard she tried to help him, this session was for her and she had already held it long enough.
“Go on, angel, come around Yongie’s cock,” he whispered, loud enough for the man to hear too and snap his eyes open, finally letting go at the pleasure.
With a smile on her face, she leaned down, trapping Taeyong’s lips in a kiss and started moving faster, clenching her walls around him as the climax hit them at the same time, coating him with her juices as he came inside of her.
She let her head rest against Taeyong's shoulders, body still shuddering from the orgasm, and he wrapped his arms around her back, patting gently.
“You did so well,” Johnny praised, caressing both of their heads and kissing their cheeks softly.
“Our good babies, aren’t you?” Yuta cooed, reaching out a hand for her to steady herself once she pulled away from Taeyong and stood up.
Taeyong blushed, covering his face with his hands; after sex praise always made him too conscious of how dominant the others were.
“Come on, let’s get you both cleaned up,” Johnny urged, grabbing Taeyong and lifting him on his shoulder, heading to the bathroom while Yuta walked side by side with Jade. “We don’t want Jaehyun to find you all dirty, right?”
“Hey, I’m home,” Jaehyun’s voice resonated through the walls of the big living room but nobody answered, the house was filled with silence.
He furrowed, glaring at the clock. It was later than usual but it was just 8 pm, and the summer sun was still lighting the sky, so they couldn’t be asleep, right?
He huffed, and running a hand through his hair he left his shoes next to the door before walking further into the house, pricking up his ears to try to hear the smallest sound that could lead him to his partners. And as he walked to the kitchen, he heard something; Jade and Yuta’s loud laugh ringing in the night while Taeyong was whining about something he couldn’t comprehend. A soft smile plastered on his face while he threw his bag on the couch before running to the kitchen, toward the door that led to their backyard.
The first to notice him was Jade who ran to him in a split second and jumped in his arms. “Jae!” She screamed, snuggling her face in the crook of his neck.
He smiled back and grabbed her waist and ass to keep her up. “Hey, love,” he greeted, gently blowing on her face to push a strand of hair out of the way, making her nose scrunch in a lovely expression. “Missed me?”
She nodded with a pout on her face. “It was a terrible day.”
Jaehyun chuckled, walking toward Johnny who was standing near the barbeque, grilling meat and some potatoes.
“Terrible day? What happened?” He asked, leaning toward the tall man to steal a kiss.
“Welcome home, love,” Johnny mumbled against the kiss before turning his attention to the meat again, eyebrow knitted in a focused expression while he tried not to burn it.
“Work,” she answered. “I can’t wait to finish with this client, she’s fucking me up,” she huffed, head resting against his shoulder as he walked around the table to also peck a kiss on Taeyong’s and Yuta’s lips.
“And I think four of us fucking you up is already enough, right?” Jaehyun joked, sitting on the chair between Taeyong and the empty one where she was sitting before.
She playfully slapped him. “Jae! Shut up,” and then burst out laughing along with the others.
“Anyway,” Taeyong said, filling Jaehyun's plate with some meat that Johnny had already cooked and kimchi, “how was your day? You didn’t even text.”
“Long, but good,” Jaehyun answered, opening some bottoms of his shirt, the hot weather was getting on his head. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you anything, but I had no free time.”
“Get off, Jade, he has to eat and you too,” Taeyong commanded, and reluctantly she obeyed, sitting back at her place.
“Were there hot models at the shooting?” She asked, chewing the end of her fork, head tilted to the side to stare at him. His mid-length brown hair falling on the side of his head, the drips of sweat running down his toned abs, the necklace hitting his chest... the only pictures she was playing in her head were unholy. She snapped out of it, clasping her legs together, feeling wetness pool down her folds just at the thought of what he could do to her.
Jaehyun smirked, both for the question and also for her reaction that didn’t go unnoticed by him.
“Yeah, we had to take many photos pressed against each other, their hands on my body, you know, the norm,” he teased before pushing a piece of meat in his mouth, studying her reaction.
She pressed her lips together and breathed loudly through her nose. “Good for them, that’s the only thing they get to do with you,” she smiled fakely before stealing Yuta the last potato left on the plate.
“Hey! I saw that first,” he screamed, turning to Taeyong as if he had to intervene, but the man paid no attention and got up to help Johnny with something. Yuta rolled his eyes at her triumphant expression and then added, “Also stop being jealous, you’re sharing him with three others, it makes no sense.”
“Number one, I grabbed it first,” she sang, sticking her tongue out, “and number two, I’m not jealous.”
“So you wouldn’t mind if I brought a girl over one day?” Jaehyun asked, she wasn’t looking at him but knew that he had a big smirk on his face.
She swallowed, hand clenching around the fork. Well, technically she couldn’t say a thing, they were in a polyamorous relationship, they were poly, God, even her could’ve fallen for somebody else unexpectedly, but she loved their little five-pieces polycule a little bit too much to think about adding somebody else.
“Of course, you can do whatever you want,” she replied, before grabbing her glass full of beer and pushing it down her throat in one go.
Jaehyun snickered and turned to Yuta who was shaking his head. “Worst actress ever,” the Japanese huffed, sipping on his drink too.
“Last round ready,” Johnny exclaimed, turning to the table with two trays full of food, interrupting their conversation. “I sacrificed myself by grilling on the 20th of July so you better eat everything, loves.”
“Yes, Dad,” Yuta answered playfully, pushing back the chair to his side to let him sit and finally eat too.
“Have you eaten lunch?” Taeyong asked, turning to Jaehyun, as he filled his own plate.
“Yeah, there was a good catering at the shooting, usually we have crumbs,” he commented, giggling at the memories of what he had to eat during the breaks of some past shootings.
“Wasn’t it supposed to end at 6:30?” Johnny asked, filling his glass before bringing it to his lips.
“Yeah, dragged longer because they had some problems, first with the lighting and then the tethering cable stopped working and they had to buy them at the moment or the shoot couldn’t go on.”
“Damn, that’s a problem. That’s why I always bring one more,” Johnny said, bragging about his professionalism.
“This photographer is fresh out of college, Johnny. If it wasn’t for us models carrying the shoot he would’ve gone home with the same two poses just with different clothes,” Jaehyun answered, dipping his food in the closest sauce without dwelling much about what it was.
“Why do big agencies hire those newbies?” Jade asked. She always received doors on her face every time she presented her portfolio to big agencies when she proposed as a digital assistant because they needed ‘somebody they could trust', bullshits.
Jaehyun shrugged, but Johnny answered instead. “It was a side project, surely. They have these slots for side shoots and they send new and young people so they can overwork them and also underpay them.” He shrugged, he had been there too, when he had started and had to put money away to be able to open his own studio.
“But they overwork models too,” she noted after swallowing the last piece of food on her plate, head resting on her palm as she felt the effects of the alcohol start to show as she started to feel incredibly hot. Surely it wasn't just for that, she couldn't blame the beer if her boyfriends looked incredibly hot right now, even if they were doing nothing. Johnny's tanned skin, Yuta's toned arms, Taeyong's thick thigh, Jaehyun's slim fingers... okay enough. She shook her head, hair falling on her face and grabbed her glass again, trying to focus on the conversation she momentarily zoned out from. Johnny probably said something but she only grasped the model answer, the topic still on the question she asked.
“Not really,” Jaehyun answered, “we just have to wait if something goes wrong but we have no responsibility, they have to give the agency something and fix what happens on set.”
“All of a sudden translating for a living doesn’t sound so bad at all,” Yuta joked, stretching and lifting his shirt over his head, throwing it behind on the grass, gaining a deadly glare from both Jade and Taeyong. “I’ll do the laundry next round,” he announced, raising his hands in the air.
Johnny and Jaehyun laughed before the latter sighed and started to unbutton all of the remaining bottoms of his blouse.
“What are you doing?” Jade asked, staring at him in shock.
“Getting rid of this,” he stated as if it was obvious. “It’s hot, Jade.”
She nodded, wetting her lips and drifting her eyes from him, but in front of her, there was Johnny who was now topless like the other two. She rolled her eyes and tried to focus on the food, filling her plate again and avoiding the fire between her legs. She hated how they could connect silently just to mess up with her.
The hot air turned a little bit colder when the sun started to sink behind the horizon, leaving the place to a nice July night with a sky filled with stars and a lovely breeze blowing on their skins.
The garden swing was big enough to accommodate all of them as they rocked back and forth while r&b music, chosen by Jaehyun, played in the background.
Jade was pressed between Jaehyun’s and Yuta’s bodies, their hot skins burning against hers, her knees pulled to her chest while Yuta played with her hair and Jaehyun caressed the back of her hand that was locked with his.
On the other side, Taeyong was resting his head against Johnny while the latter massaged his shoulder and neck, leaving sweet kisses on his temple every now and then.
“Aren’t you hot?” Jaehyun asked, voice incredibly sultry, the implication behind it the complete opposite of the soft gestures of his hands.
She hummed in affirmation, keeping her eyes closed, trying to focus on their hands and the romanticism of the moment and brushing off the heat that was rising on her skin, not given by the summer air.
“Then why don’t you take it off? It must be so constricting,” he teased, tugging down at her shirt.
“You know why,” she answered, opening her eyes and turning around to face his smirking, handsome, too handsome, face. She never wore a bra when she was inside, especially during summer, and she also stopped wearing them while going out most of the time. Her boobs weren’t small, but not even that big that she couldn’t live without something to support them. And they were all well aware of that since they made good use of her choice most of the time.
“No, why?” Jaehyun teased, playing dumb.
She closed her eyes and breathed deeply before standing from the backrest of the swing, pulling away from the two men and lifting her, technically Johnny’s, shirt, leaving her body exposed, the only clothes covering her now, the panties.
Jaehyun smirked in triumph as she leaned back again as if nothing happened.
“Much better, isn’t it?” He whispered, breath colliding against her neck and she hated how her body betrayed her, reacting at his deep voice and his hand palming her stomach. Her nipples hardened and perked up while she pressed her thighs tighter together.
“If you keep doing that your legs will become one,” Johnny noted from the other end of the swing and she cursed under her breath. How the hell he had eyes everywhere? Couldn’t he focus on Taeyong or the moon for once?
She could feel Jaehyun’s smirk against her skin and then his voice spoke again. “Want me to go lower?” He asked, thumb moving in circles on her tummy while his hand was still, warming her. She shook her head but Yuta was fast at reaching down for her inner thigh, pulling her legs open for the second time that day.
“Yuta, goddamn,” she cursed trying to sound menacing but a pathetic moan left her lips when Jaehyun’s hands buried in her completely drenched panties and pressed against her pussy. The ginger simply smirked at her reaction and folded her breast.
Jaehyun started to move the pads of his fingers up and down with a frown on his face.
“Now,” he mumbled, “you are a dirty little thing, and we know it, you’re probably thinking about this since you woke up,” he mocked, his other hand playing with the other nipple Yuta wasn’t paying any attention, “but this,” he said, pulling his cum coated fingers out, “is not all yours.”
His stern gaze made her draw her legs together, but he firmly kept them open as he studied the others' expressions. Yuta and Johnny were absolutely unbothered, Taeyong on the other hand...
Jaehyun snickered, getting up to bend in front of the man, just enough to come face-to-face with him. “Yongie,” he sang mockingly, signalling Johnny to push his hands out of his face, “Is this yours?” he asked, fingers tapping against the other’s lips, making their way into his mouth.
“Suck,” he ordered, not even waiting for him to answer. He already knew.
Once his fingers were clean, Jaehyun pulled out with a scoff and then got back to Jade, linking his fingers in the band of her panties and ripping them apart making her gasp.
“We’re outside, Jae,” she squeaked, panic running in her veins as she looked around. The backyard, and especially the swing, were pretty much covered from strangers' eyes but the windows of their neighbour’s house had a great view of the place.
Jaehyun scoffed, parting her legs more and plugging two fingers into her, the metal bar of his rings cutting her breath short in her lungs. “As if you care,” he taunted, leaning down to spit on her entrance, just because, not that he had lubrication problems given the mess that already was between her legs. And she loved it and the view, a little bit too much. Jade moaned loudly and Yuta quickly stuffed two fingers into her mouth to keep her quiet.
“We’re outside, Jae,” Jaehyun mimicked her, looking up at her as he kept moving his fingers inside out. “Not afraid somebody will see you, anymore?” He scorned, curling his fingers inside. “They all know what you sound like, angel, wouldn’t it be nice to also let them know what you look like while you’re getting fucked dumb?”
She rolled her eyes back, head falling against Yuta’s shoulders again, humming around his fingers, tongue twirling around his digits, just like she would've done if it was his cock.
“You’re so fucking desperate you couldn’t even wait, ugh?”
She wanted to talk back and tell him that actually, it had been Johnny and Yuta’s fault but she knew there was no point, not now at least. And also she didn’t stop them before, if she didn’t want to, it wouldn’t have happened, but it did, because Jaehyun was right, she couldn’t wait. They had been so busy during the last week they didn’t find a moment to spend like this, and honestly, it had been months since they all fucked together.
“Answer me when I talk to you,” he ordered, lightly slapping her inner thigh to gain her attention.
She struggled around Yuta’s digits before the man pulled out, rivers of saliva streaming down her chin to her neck. “Yes,” she mumbled, catching her breath again.
“Yes, what?” Jaehyun asked, fingers stilled inside of her, tips brushing against her most sensitive spot and rings pressing against her entrance.
“Yes, sir,” she replied, watery eyes looking up at him; biceps flexed supporting his body, abs contracted, necklaces hanging from his neck, lust-filled eyes boring holes in her.
Jaehyun simply nodded and resumed thrusting into her, leaving her a little bit disappointed, she wanted to be praised, she loved to be praised, but it seemed that that night she had to work for it. Jaehyun was pissed off, not mad, but annoyed the right amount to be harder than usual to soften up.
Right when she was about to feel her high approach Jaehyun pulled out, laughing at the disappointed huff that rolled out of her mouth.
“Taeyong, here,” he ordered sternly without sparing a glance at the other man.
Johnny pushed him up and gestured him to do as told and don’t make him wait any longer.
“Kneel,” Jaehyun ordered.
“Here?” Taeyong asked, voice shaky, eyes looking everywhere but the younger.
“In front of her, now,” Jaehyun gestured, moving to the side to block the swing from moving back and forth.
Taeyong did as told without wasting other time and found himself facing her dripping core, her feet were planted in the soft cushion underneath her, the left leg trapped by Yuta’s firm hold.
When he came back to the spot, Jaehyun’s fingers found his mouth again and now, with no words, he started sucking again, cleaning his digit and swallowing their juices.
“I want you to eat her out as if she is your last meal, Yong.”
“He- here?” Taeyong stuttered, looking around, staring at their open field.
“What? You don’t want to show the neighbours how much you love your silly little girlfriend?” Jaehyun asked in a mocking tone, hand grabbing his chin before pulling him into an aggressive kiss.
Taeyong nodded and immediately let his mouth lap at her pussy. His hands were resting against her thighs, nails digging into her skin, the slight pain pleasurable and overshadowed by the pleasure of his lips and tongue working on her.
Yuta huffed behind them, he needed to get some action but Jaehyun seemed to want to have full control of the night and he didn’t really want to go against him, so he started doing what he had interrupted, playing with her nipples.
“You taste so good, mommy,” Taeyong mumbled, face pressed against her heat, tongue pushing inside and out of her just to get back and lick her folds all the way to her clit, sucking harshly. Another thing about Taeyong in bed was that he was loud and sloppy. And the sounds, as filthy as they were, made Jade get extremely aroused. So she couldn’t quite contain the loud moans from slipping out of her mouth.
Jaehyun groaned and ran a hand through his hair before signalling Johnny to get up.
“First, you act all ashamed that somebody might see you and then you moan like a bitch in heat?” He said, cupping her chin, forcing her to look up at him.
“’M sorry,” she mumbled, trying to keep her voice low.
Jaehyun scoffed. “Blah, blah, blah, instead of making up excuses put that pretty mouth to good use.”
She nodded and then gasped when he let go of her face and stared at Yuta as if the other man already knew what to do.
Yuta got up, and she whined at the loss of contact, she tried to find the replacement in Taeyong’s hand but before she could move, the tallest man stopped her.
“Yong, stop,” Johnny commanded before taking a few steps forward and moving her to lay on the seat, her head reclined behind hanging off at the left end of the swing, between the hole of the armrest.
“Daddy, what are you doing?” She asked, confused by the sudden, and odd, change of position.
“Shh,” he reassured, pulling her hair back so it wouldn’t stick to her face anymore, “getting you ready for Yuta.”
When he also left, she felt incredibly exposed, but Taeyong was swiftly brought back against her pussy by Johnny. The new position was a little bit more uncomfortable for the man, but it didn’t take him long to adjust and get back where he stopped.
She barely had the time to relax under Taeyong's act when the tip of a cock tapped against her lips, her eyes widening in surprise.
“Be a good girl and let me fuck your mouth, okay?” Yuta soothed, giving his cock a few pumps before she let her mouth fall open and welcomed him in.
She closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation of his heavy length against her tongue. She knew he would’ve started to go faster soon, he loved it to be messy, sloppy and fast, mostly because he knew she could take it with ease.
Yuta started slowly, giving her time to adjust before he picked up a quick speed, the position allowing him to reach the end of her throat better and slide into her more easily.
He wrapped a hand around her throat to keep her in place and squeezed, making her gag around his length before letting go, stroking the side of her neck with his thumb.
“Fuck,” he moaned, staring at the sight in front of him. It was incredibly hot, her legs sprawled as Taeyong worked dedicatedly on her, her boobs jumping because of his thrusts, sweat pearling their skins, and Jaehyun and Johnny’s gazes fixed on them. The whole idea of possible other watchers also turned him on quite a lot.
Yuta threw his head back, hips hammering against her mouth causing lewd gagging sounds to fill the space around them. He looked down and wiped away some strings of spit that were dripping out of her lips, menacing to reach her eyes, and then let his hand rest around her throat without applying any pressure.
She tapped three times against Yuta’s thigh, signalling him to pull away for a second, drool streaming down her neck and cheeks.
“I’m close, please,” she whined, trying to look up at Jaehyun. “I need to come, sir,” she pleaded with tears streaming down her face, both from the blowjob but also because at this point Taeyong was edging her without even knowing. But she knew she couldn’t come without Jaehyun’s permission, either way, he was going to make her see another orgasm in a month or make her come till she was a babbling mess.
“Taeyong,” he didn’t answer her and that made her rile up, she wanted him to talk to her, but she couldn’t dwell on it much that Yuta was pressing against her mouth again, forcing himself down her throat again. “Why don’t you show me how you fucked her while I was at work?”
Taeyong got up, chin glistening in her wetness and stared in front of him, where Yuta was basically fucking her throat and gulped. “She was riding,” he said, looking back at the tall man.
“Good, so you can reward her by fucking her and making her come, right?”
“Yes, sir,” he said and discarded his clothes to the ground, finally freeing his painfully hard boner.
“Yuta,” Johnny called this time and the other pulled out of her mouth in annoyance. “Jade, turn around,” he ordered and Yuta glared at him, waiting for an explanation. “I want to see her ass bounce while he fucks her, she’s not leaving your dick, Yuta,” Johnny explained and watched as she positioned herself on all four, ass perched up in the air, the cold breeze meeting her warm cunt making her shiver.
But the cold didn’t last much, because Taeyong immediately found her entrance again and filled her up in one decisive thrust, making her moan from the surprise.
“You better be quick, we also want to have fun,” Jaehyun reminded as the three of them started to pick up a rhythm again; the two bouncing her back and forth at each other, pushing in and out alternating. Yuta's hands were entangled in the messy ponytail he collected her hair in, and Taeyong's were gripping her waist tight, nails digging in her flesh once again. Jaehyun's warning wasn’t much of an order, they all were already to the limit. Taeyong had spent the whole time grinding against the swing, and it didn’t go unnoticed at Johnny and Jaehyun’s eyes, they simply let it slip. Yuta was seeing heaven as he thrust into her warm mouth. And she had been on the edge since God even knows when, probably since that afternoon, given she never stopped thinking unholy things.
And, as expected fact, it didn’t take long for their orgasm to explode. Yuta was the first one to give in to pleasure; when her tongue twirled against his tips and her cheeks hollowed particularly tight and her eyes looked up at him, tears streaming down her face, he lost it and came in her mouth, some cum spilling out on her cheeks and then even to her cleavage. It didn’t take Taeyong long to release into her as her walls clenched and she threw her head back, ass bouncing with every push, a sight heavenly enough to make his head spin.
Once they all rode their orgasms, the two men pulled away after leaving small kisses against her skin, and she was exposed to the night sky once again.
She felt her body give in and let her face press against the seat, surely staining it with cum and spit. Thank God, Taeyong was too fucked up to get mad at her for now.
She turned around when she felt a pair of hands on her waist, Johnny’s, and then another grasp her ass cheeks and pull them apart, making Taeyong’s cum spill out with a plop, running down her folds to her clit, before Jaehyun’s pushed it back in again with two fingers, stimulating her swollen hole again.
“Jae,” she whined, shaking her hips in protest, feeling super sensitive, but a smack on her ass reminded her what name she was supposed to use in the bedroom, or whatever place they found to fuck. “Sir,” she corrected, squeezing her eyes shut when she felt another finger enter her. His knuckles pressing against her before he pulled out completely, and repeated it over and over, pushing Taeyong's cum in and out.
“You always slip somewhere,” he mocked, “I was just about to say how good you did.”
“No,” she cried, shaking her head and trying to push her body closer to his, but Johnny was pressing her down, face flushed against the cushion.
“Yuta, grab a glass of water, please,” Johnny requested as soon as he saw that the other man somehow pulled himself together.
“I’m fine,” she whined, standing up when Johnny let go of the hold on her body. Jaehyun pulled out, wiping the cum against her asshole, making her moan softly.
But the older man shook his head and grabbed the glass from Yuta. “Drink up, love,” Johnny cooed, guiding her to drink, and with the peripherical view she saw Jaehyun disappear back inside, she furrowed and stopped drinking, he wasn’t dropping everything, right? “Jade,” Johnny called, forcing her to focus on him and the glass again. “Good girl,” he praised and she smiled dumbly, feeling the warmth spread all over her face.
“Sit on your knees, hands on your tights, and don’t move,” he ordered, placing the cup down. “Yuta, look after her.” And then went inside without another word.
“You did so well before,” Yuta complimented, walking toward her, and leaning down to leave a small peck against her lips. “And you too,” he added, kissing Taeyong who was sitting on one of the two fluffy puffs that were placed in front of the swing.
Before they could say anything else, the other two men were outside again, holding something she had no time to see because Jaehyun’s built body was standing in front of her, towering over her.
“Ass up again,” he ordered and she did as told, she was going to extract a soft pet name and praises from his lips by the end of the night, that was her only mission.
“Look at the mess between your legs, there’s cum everywhere,” he noted, fingers tracing her thighs, smearing the liquid even more and then parting her pussy again, other cum spilling out. He looked over Taeyong for a second, impressed by the seemingly endless quantity of cum he had put in her and then got back to her, pushing the white substance up to her other hole.
“Are you tired?” He asked, opening the lub bottle as he waited for her answer.
“No, sir,” she answered, obediently.
“Can you take me and Johnny –”
“Yes, – ”
“I wasn’t finished,” he said, stopping her, coating his fingers with lube. “Can you take me and Johnny at the same time?”
She stilled for a second, feeling the air getting knocked out of her lungs just at the thought of taking them both. It wasn’t the first time she took them together, and she actually really liked it, but let’s say that, out of all the combinations of boyfriends that were possible, this one was the most reckless. They, hands down, had the biggest dicks, Johnny was the longest and Jaehyun the thickest, so it always took a fair amount of time to get adjusted to them.
“Yes, sir,” she mumbled, eyes meeting Johnny’s, “I can take yours and Daddy’s cock at the same time.”
“Well,” Jaehyun said, this time fighting the urge to praise her, but he wanted to see how far she was going to push to get what she wanted. So he pressed his finger against her opening and pushed, starting to prep her to take him from behind.
She relaxed under his touch, the hand that wasn’t busy fingering her ass was gently placed on her ass cheek, and his fingers grazed her inside so good that she could feel her toes curl in anticipation. Before him, she had never tried anal, but once she overcame the first fears, she found out she loved it, so much that it was one of the few things that also made her squirt.
“Want to go inside?” Johnny asked, sitting in front of her, stroking her hair and cheek.
“Now?” Jaehyun asked, furrowing a brow.
“I asked her, not you, shut up,” he replied and the other man simply shook his head, adding a third finger in her.
She muffled a moan before answering, “No, I like it here.”
Jaehyun raised a brow at Johnny as a silent ‘told you’ and the older simply rolled his eyes annoyed.
“Our baby loves to put on a show, doesn’t she?”
“Yeah, sir,” she replied, arching her back more, meeting him halfway.
“Then let’s go,” he urged, pulling out, sitting on the empty space next to her, “sit on my cock, love.”
She almost jumped at the pet name, beaming him an already fucked out smile, before giving him her back and starting to lower down.
“Wait,” when she was just halfway in she stopped, suddenly realizing this wasn’t their usual position, “how are we doing this?”
“Do you trust us?” He replied, kissing her shoulder gently, his hand still gripping her waist to keep her in place.
“Yeah,” she whispered, looking up at Johnny.
“Then don’t worry and just relax,” he reassured her, hands caressing her waist gently.
She nodded, and sank down completely, head rolling back, already feeling full.
“You stretch me so good, sir,” she moaned, turning her face to kiss his neck.
“And you’re going to be stretched out even more, love,” Johnny said, squirting a fair amount of lube on his cock too.
She gulped, staring at his big throbbing cock. Taking him was always harder than the others but she couldn’t help but water at the sight and the idea of being filled by him. Johnny always felt good and was also the one who could keep his thrusts precise till the very end, always delivering breathtaking orgasms. He probably was the most selfless, always putting her pleasure before his.
Jaehyun’s hands grabbing her knees and pushing them up against her chest, leaving her completely exposed to the night air, brought her back, out of her thoughts. So that was how they were going to do... Lord.
“Are sure you can take it?” Johnny asked, his tip resting against her clit, left hand caressing her cheek gently.
She fought the urge to roll her eyes, not really in the mood for a punishment, and answered, “Yes, it’s not the first time.”
“Jade, I don’t care about the other times,” he said. “Can you now?”
She nodded vigorously and tried to move her hips closer to him but the movement made her move up and down on Jaehyun’s cock that hit inside of her and she had to fight back a moan.
“If you do something like this again, we’re leaving you here, like a horny, unsatisfied mess,” Jaehyun threatened. “Got it?” he asked, tugging her hair, pulling it back.
“Yes, sir.”
“I’m going in,” Johnny said, one hand resting against Jaehyun’s shoulder to find balance the other around his cock to push into her.
She closed her eyes, feeling tears crowd at the corners of her eyes as he made his way into her, slowly, always careful not to hurt her, but, when she glanced down and realized he was barely half in, she cursed.
“Are you okay?” He asked, hand caressing her face.
She nodded. “Just, push in, please,” she begged. She wanted to get used to it as soon as possible, she needed to feel them. They had been teasing the whole day, well Johnny had, and she still didn’t have a taste.
So he did, pushed till his pubis pressed against her mound and their forehead touched.
Jaehyun let out a groan, feeling Johnny’s against the thin wall of her body and let his head fall back against the headboard.
“Move please,” she pleaded.
“As you wish,” Johnny said before starting to move, letting out a shaky moan at the sensation of her wet walls pulsing around him and Jaehyun's dick press against him.
“Fuck, so tight,” he moaned, head falling against her shoulder, kissing and biting on the skin, making her throw her head back. “Feels good?” He asked, raising his face to stare at her wrecked face, some spit and probably some cum too, still covering small patches of her face and neck, the hairline was damp and her lips were parted, desperately searching for air, her eyes were closed but from the wet lashes, Johnny could see she had shed some tears.
She hummed in response, biting her lips to muffle the loud sounds that were threatening to leave her mouth. It didn’t last long though, because at her answer, Jaehyun, finally, started to rock his hips up into her, adding more stimulation.
“Fuck,” she cursed, lifting her head up, hands finding Johnny’s biceps to steady herself, nails digging in his skin.
Johnny pressed against her body more, burying himself even deeper as the two men easily found a steady rhythm, alternating being inside her. It was amazing how well they worked together, always in unison making her head spin a thousand miles.
“Lean back against me, love,” Jaehyun cooed, hand leaving the back of her knee to rest around her neck.
She leaned into his touch, squeezing her eyes shut, feeling tears roll down her cheeks when they started to go faster and occasionally thrust into her at the same time, stretching her perfectly. Not only the stimulation was amazing but being pressed between her biggest boyfriends, completely enveloped by their bodies, made her stomach tighten.
“You’re doing so good, baby girl,” Johnny praised, grabbing her ankles to make them rest on his shoulder, being now able to go even deeper.
“Daddy, fuck,” she cursed, voice higher than usual, her nails digging again into his arms making him hiss in discomfort.
“Shh, you can take it, we know you can,” he reassured, leaning down to kiss her moans away.
“I’m gonna come,” she cried in the kiss, feeling the knot in her stomach get tighter.
“We’re not there, yet,” Jaehyun warned, hand leaving her neck to reach for her clit, “but I know you can come twice, right?”
She let out a loud whine, nodding mindlessly.
“Good girl, you waited all day for this, haven’t you?” He teased, skilled fingers playing on her sensitive bud of nerves. "Letting Taeyong fuck you because you need this like you need air."
And she couldn’t hold it anymore, his voice and hands were what she needed to let go and let the orgasm wash over, shamelessly moaning loudly before Johnny’s hand wrapped around her neck and squeezed, tight enough to restrict the flow of air but not enough to hurt. She felt her muscles shake and for a moment felt close to passing out, but Jaehyun was kissing her jaw and neck, and Johnny was spilling praises against her ears she couldn’t really make out, too fucked up and deep into an orgasm that seemed to last forever.
When it finally passed, she had no time to catch her breath, the two men were still thrusting up into her, their broad and fit bodies squeezing her in a mess of sweat and cum, making her feel incredibly small but so safe, no matter the vulnerability of the moment.
“Fuck, taking our cocks so well,” Jaehyun praised, one hand closing around her breast, playing with her incredibly hard nipple, “you were made just for us, right?”
“Yeah,” she nodded, “just yours,” she mumbled. Which made Yuta snicker from behind them, it was absurd how possessive Jaehyun would get during sex, but it was still funny to see how their dynamics completely shifted in and out of the bedroom. And also, he had no time to say anything, too lost watching them, trying to not jack off like a horny teenage boy, but it was harder than expected because they were oh so hot, and Taeyong on his side already gave in and hearing his soft muffled whimpers didn’t help.
“Look at how pretty you look like this,” Johnny teased, thumb tracing the mascara stains on her cheeks, a shy smile plastered on her face as she felt another orgasm menacing to explode.
“I’m close,” she moaned, head pressing against the crook of Jaehyun’s neck.
“Don’t you dare come yet,” he groaned, hips pistoning into her at an inhumane speed.
“But, sir,” she whined, honestly more impressed they were still able to keep going and cursing their great stamina.
“Quiet,” he shut her up, hand wrapping around her neck pressing like Johnny did before. “Want to be a good girl for us?”
She nodded, not able to talk, because of his hand, because she was too lost in the moment and could only think about them fucking her over and over.
“Then let us fuck your holes and come when we say,” he finished, voice deep and hoarse.
“But,” she tried to retort again but his hands ran under the nape of her hair and pulled harshly.
“Come and I’ll put a vibrator into you at the highest speed and won't allow you to come till you pass out,” he whispered in her ears, only for her to hear.
Knowing he was one to keep promises, or ‘threats’, she nodded and tried to relax in their touch, trying to squeeze the muscles down there to hold the orgasm here.
“Is it too much for you, angel?” Johnny teased, and the contrast between the mockery in his tone and the sweet name made her whine louder.
“Look at how dumb you look, can’t even form a phrase for how much you love taking us,” Jaehyun mocked too, pinching her chin. She was by now just a whimpering mess, every inch of her skin was oversensitive and all of her senses felt amplified. The hot weather didn’t help at all, making her feel even more tired than usual. And their hands ravished her body, finally giving her the physical contact she had been craving all night, their lips biting and kissing her skin, hungry and needy for more. She felt wrecked, but there was something so exciting about being abandoned at their thrust, letting them fuck into her without trying to meet their strokes or holding onto them.
“We can stop if it’s too much,” Johnny proposed with a smirk on his face.
“No!” she screamed, shaking her head mindlessly. “Need you here,” she stuttered, trying hard to put words together. “Need you to fill me up.”
“Fuck,” Jaehyun cursed, hand squeezing tighter around her neck again, and looked up at Johnny, silently signalling him that he was close and that was the moment to do what they had planned earlier.
Johnny nodded and pressed his hand on her lower abdomen, pushing down making her jolt in surprise, her inside getting incredibly tight.
“What are you doing, daddy?” She asked, voice shaking.
He didn’t answer, instead, Jaehyun’s fingers reached for her clit again and her breath faltered.
“I –” she moaned, “I can’t take it anymore,” she cried, hand reaching for Jaehyun’s hair behind her, tugging tightly. “I need to come.”
“We know,” Jaehyun replied, “Can you squirt for us, love?”
She was surprised at first but then got it, of course, they wanted her to squirt. She nodded frenetically, honestly already feeling the different type of orgasm approaching before Jaehyun told her anything.
“Then come all over our cocks and we’re going to fill you with our cum,” Johnny said, pushing more against her belly while Jaehyun’s fingers started to move faster and their thrusts kept the steady rhythm.
She finally let go, feeling the orgasm wash over, this time completely different than the others, it was more intense and hit harder while a jet of transparent liquid squirted out of her, triggering Johnny’s orgasm too as he tried his best to not slip out of her and came inside. Soon after Jaehyun followed, not holding anymore when her ass clenched around him, coating her walls with white. And as he reached his orgasm, still thrusting in, the movement kept making her squirt, Johnny pulled out and started moving his tip on her swollen opening, making her jet hard and messily, cum squirting all over her boobs and his abs and probably also landing on Jaehyun.
“No more,” she begged with a string of voice, trying to push her legs closed, and they stopped. Johnny let her legs down, letting her rest on top of Jaehyun who was still inside, going soft, finally making her gaping hole breathe a little bit.
“Fuck,” Yuta cursed from behind them, cleaning his cum covered hand with a napkin. “You can do all that?”
She was too tired to answer, her eyelids felt heavy on her eyes and she tried to turn around and cover her body in Jaehyun’s embrace, he wrapped his arms around her, and patted her hair, trying to help her calm her irregular breath.
“Never done that with you?” Johnny teased, running a hand through his hair and stretching his back and legs, yes, he had great stamina but fuck, that was tiring.
“Clearly not,” Yuta muttered, side-eyeing his American boyfriend.
“Hey,” Jaehyun shook her lightly, “don’t fall asleep, love.”
“I’m tired,” she mumbled, trying to stick closer to him.
“Let me pull out of you at least,” he whispered, both arms gently wrapping around her waist to lift her up, his cock falling limp on his thigh while cum started to drip out of her and stick between their bodies. “You did so good, love,” he praised as she turned to the side, face buried in his neck, and he couldn’t mind all the cum leaking against his legs.
“Hey, angel,” Johnny called, hands brushing her hair behind, stroking her cheeks softly, “such a good girl for us, took us so well.”
She hummed mindlessly, enjoying the warmth of Jaehyun’s body and the gentleness behind his touch. He was probably the roughest in bed but as soon as they snapped out of it he turned as sweet as candy, surely the most whipped of the three. Johnny always made fun of him saying that she could’ve punched him and he wouldn’t even try to move to the side to avoid getting hit.
“Love,” Jaehyun called again, feeling her getting heavier, “we need to clean you up, you’re a mess.”
“I can’t stand up,” she mumbled against his skin.
“I’ll carry you to the bathroom, okay?” She mumbled something he couldn’t get, anyway, he stood up, carrying her in bridal style and started walking toward the door.
“Come in, it’s getting cold, I don’t want you to catch something,” Jaehyun said to the others as he opened the kitchen back door and entered the house.
Johnny rolled his eyes but nodded, turning around to grab their clothes, the lub and the glass, and Taeyong who was almost as tired as her.
“She won’t walk tomorrow,” Yuta stated, closing the door behind once they were all in, locking it with the keys and pushing the curtains over the window pane.
“Skt, so dramatic,” Johnny replied, throwing her broken panties in the bin, and placing the glass in the sink.
“It’s true though, you two always push her so much,” Yuta retorted.
“Says the one that ties her up and gags her at every good occasion,” Johnny joked, pushing him playfully.
“Okay, fair, but hey, I'm just one.”
“We’re almost done, resist just a little bit more,” Jaehyun cooed, passing the wet sponge between her legs, trying to not stimulate her more. She must’ve felt incredibly sensitive there and he didn’t want to see her pass out. “You did so good before, I was honestly surprised you lasted that much,” he affirmed in a caring, soft tone.
She chuckled, cupping a hand on his cheek. “Don’t believe in my skills?” She asked before bursting into a laugh.
“If I didn’t take all the beers out of your grab I would bet you are drunk,” he smiled, closing the water and opening the doors of the shower. “Also, I was just impressed by how good you are,” he added, wrapping a towel around his waist.
She smiled softly, “I love you,” she whispered, fingers poking his cheek.
“Love you, too,” he replied, leaving a quick kiss on her lips.
“By the way,” she started, when he lifted her out of the shower, pulling the bathrobe around her body, “this afternoon, was Johnny and Yuta’s idea.”
Jaehyun laughed, pulling her close, carrying her out of the bathroom like before to reach the others. “I know, love. I know.”
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