IF YOU ARE UNDERAGE: DO NOT READ-NSFW UNDER THE CUT
With finals over and the letter stating you were finally getting the degree, you’ve worked so hard for, you needed to relax. Luckily, your boyfriend knew just how to do that.
With your roommate out for the night, ChangBin took that chance to surprise you at home with a bottle of wine and flowers. The two of you made quick work of the wine, but it wasn’t needed for what he had in mind.
“So beautiful,” he panted into your ear as you bounced on his lap. His hands held your hips tightly as you rode him. “Such a good girl. Does that feel good?” He sucked your neck as you leaned your head back.
“Binnie,” you moaned, “So good. So big.” Rocking your hips into his, you moaned louder. “So close. I’m so close.” Feeling the knot tighten in your stomach you kissed him deeply, sucking his bottom lip between your teeth.
ChangBin started to thrust up to meet your hips. Gripping your hips tighter, he guided you down to meet his thrusts. He looked up at you like you were his reason for living. The intensity of his gaze gave you chills. Suddenly, you felt a sharp and rough tug on your scalp. With a yelp, you were pulled off of ChangBin’s lap.
“What the fuck,” he yelled, meeting the eyes of 4 men. Men that weren’t his. He lunged for the man holding you by the hair. “Let her go,” he demanded with more contempt than you’ve ever heard, “Now.”
The man holding you up by the hair was tall and had an anti-brow piercing. Another man in the room stepped forward and threw something at ChangBin.
“Get dressed,” he ordered ChangBin. The man turned to look at you, his eyes roaming your body. “Let her cover up,” he said to his men. Another wrapped the sheet around your body to provide a little dignity.
ChangBin studied your face. There was no fear, only what seemed to be annoyance. Slowly putting his boxers on, he never took his eyes off of you. “Don’t hurt her,” he said to the one who looked like the leader. “I’ll cooperate. Just let her go. You don’t need her.” Pointing to you ChangBin tried to bargain with the man.
“She isn’t going anywhere,” he spat back. “And you will speak when spoken too.” ChangBin opened his mouth to object and was quickly hit in the face, causing blood to drip from his mouth.
“Stop it,” you yelled at the men. They all looked at you and then back to the man in charge.
“Take him out of here,” he commanded. After another quick punch, for good measure, ChangBin was pulled from the room by two men.
“Have you lost your fucking mind, Jay B,” you finally spat to the man holding your hair? He let go and allowed you to fall to the floor. You scrambled to stand and stand toe to toe to the leader. “What the fuck, Jackson! What are you doing here?” The man tilted his head and looked over your naked body again.
“What are you doing Y/N?” he asked with pleasure. “So that’s your new boyfriend? Seems nice.” You pushed him away aggressively and sneered at him. Suddenly, it dawned on you.
“Where is he,” you growled? Jackson nodded to the front of your apartment. “Get out while I get dressed you asshole.” Jay B blocked the door and Jackson turned his back to you. “Sorry, princess.”
In the living room, ChangBin has tossed on the floor in front of a man he had never seen. He was tall, had a long thin neck, and had a sharp jawline.
“Don’t move,” one of the two men said to him, “Stay on the floor. Hands where we can see them.” He assumed a docile position on his knees, hands on his thighs. He looked to the man sitting before him, clearly the one in charge, not the one in the room. Oh no, in the room with you still. He could hear shouting, but couldn’t make it out.
“Let her go, please,” ChangBin asked the man before him. “I don’t know who you are, but she doesn’t know anything.” The man laughed.
“She’s in no danger from us,” he said lowly. “But she may know more than she’s letting on.” The sound of your heels on the floor drew everyone’s attention. Your cropped mustard pants and blazer paired well with your cream silk camisole. It was an odd choice of outfit considering the situation ChangBin thought.
“There she is,” the tall man stood and opened his arms, “Y/N, baby. I’ve missed you.” ChangBin’s heart sank at the words. He was too friendly and familiar for this to be about him. A crack sounded through the room as you slapped the man.
“Seriously, Mark,” you seethed, “What are you doing here?”
“Wait,” ChangBin spoke up,“ You know them?” You hung your head, not able to meet his eyes. Mark chuckled and lowered himself to ChangBin.
“Oh, she never told you?” he taunted, “So much for not knowing anything.” You were about to lunge for Mark again when your door opened. An older man in a three-piece suit and a woman in an elegant dress walked in and it felt like all the air was sucked out of the room.
“That isn’t any way to treat your guests is it, Monkey,” the man said. Your cheeks flushed red as you squeezed your eyes shut to stop the tears.
“No, sorry daddy,” you whispered. ChangBin’s eyes examined your face. The embarrassment painting your face tugged at his heart. He tried the best he could to piece this puzzle together.
“Jackson, Jay B, JinYoung, and YoungJae leave us. Sweetheart, Y/N, Mark, have a seat,” he motioned to the sofa. “You stay there,” he said dryly to ChangBin.
“Daddy, I,” you cleared your throat, “I didn’t know to expect you.” Lifting your eyes to your father, you saw him staring at your boyfriend that was left on his knees.
“Oh? If you had known, then what? You would have had the virtue to not get caught in bed with him?” he asked with scorn. Your mother leaned toward your father and whispered something. “Know your place woman,” he snapped back.
“Are you ok?” you asked ChangBin softly. He looked at you with questions filling his eyes and nodded. You mouthed a quick sorry to him. Mark laughed next to you and you had to fight the need to wrap your hands around that long neck.
“What were you thinking?” your mother asked. “I told you to stop seeing him.” Her voice was soft and caring, but the words hurt. ChangBin’s eyes snapped to her and then to you.
“The problem is that she’s always had her way,” Mark stated matter of factly. Your father glared at him now, causing him to shrink away.
“This is what I was telling you,” your father lectured you, “This could have gotten you hurt, or killed.” He clenched his fists at his side. You laughed dryly. “I don’t see what is so funny. What do you have to say, boy?” he asked ChangBin.
“Daddy, stop,” you interrupted. “He has nothing to do with this.”
“He has everything to do with this, Y/N,” your father corrected you.
“Honey, hear her out first,” your mother said. “You can at least let the boy have some dignity.” She motioned to the compliant man still in his underwear.
“Please daddy,” you begged. “He won’t be any trouble. Let him dress and sit with us.” Mark rolled his eyes at you and scoffed.
“He’s an animal, leave him like one,” he said. His statement earned another slap across the face.
“How dare you call him an animal? You and the goon squad show up and barge into my home. Watch your mouth, or I will cut your tongue out,” you threatened him. ChangBin grinned a little when he heard how feisty and protective you were.
“Fine. He can dress. But no weapons,” your father agreed. “Mark, you go with him. Don’t mess around.” Mark stood and dragged ChangBin towards your room again.
“Hurry up,” he told ChangBin, “The old man doesn’t like to wait.”
They returned shortly, ChangBin fully dressed in his suit. He adjusted his tie as he stood in front of your father.
“Hello, sir. I am Seo ChangBin. I’m Y/N’s boyfriend,” he said politely, then bowed deeply. He met your dad’s gaze and accepted the outstretched hand.
“I’m sorry you seem to be at a loss, son. My name is Clyde Dillinger, Y/N’s father,” your father introduced himself.
“Dillinger,” ChangBin repeated, “As in-”
“Yes that one,” Mark snapped.
“Your last name is Y/L/N,” ChangBin looked at you. “You said your dad was in finance.”
“I have my mother’s maiden name,” you said softly, “So no one knows to look for me. And technically, he is in finance.”
“You never told him?” questioned your dad, narrowing his eyes at you. Again you dropped your head.
“No sir,” you whispered. “He didn’t know.” Your mother reached for your hand, but you pulled it away. “I didn’t want this,” you gestured around the room, “to happen.”
“Sir, I want you to know that I’ve done everything I can to make sure she was safe,” ChangBin smiled at you, “I wouldn’t let anyone hurt her.”
“Then how did this happen? We literally caught you with your pants down,” Mark laughed.
“Excuse me,” Jackson said, walking into the room. “Sir? May I speak?” Your father held his hand up to Mark to silence him, allowing Jackson to speak. “We had BamBam watch them for weeks. He is very careful. He has one specific man he leaves with her at all times he isn’t around.” Your father eyed ChangBin closely. “If we didn’t know she had this apartment, we wouldn’t have found them.”
“Thank you, Jackson,” said your father. “Is this true Mark?” The younger man set his jaw and nodded his head, glaring at his friend. “Anything else?”
“Yes, sir,” Jackson said looking at ChangBin. “I believe the only reason he was cooperating is for her. He begged several times for her to be let go. If she was in true danger, I feel this would have ended differently.”
“Mark? Anything to add?” questioned your dad. Being met with silence and this new information, he dismissed Mark and Jackson. “Seems that I owe you an apology, son,” he said to ChangBin. “It’s important to know when you’ve been wrong, and I may have jumped to conclusions.”
“Thank you, sir,” ChangBin replied politely. “I understand how important she is to you. And I give you my word, she is important to me too.” Your father nodded and looked to your mother.
“Leave us you two,” he instructed, “ I need to speak with this young man.” Standing you guided your mother to the kitchen for a drink. A strong one if you had it. Over your shoulder, you caught the smile ChangBin gave you.
“He’s sweet,” your mother said once away from the men. “How did you meet him?” She sat at the table and crossed her hands.
“We were out,” you explained, not wanting to give too much detail. “A creep wouldn’t leave me alone, and Binnie… Uh, ChangBin stepped in. Saved the day.” Pouring two glasses of whisky, you slid one to your mother. “I wish you would have called,” you said quietly.
“You hung up on me last time we spoke, Y/N,” she scolded you. “What would I say?” You nodded and reached for her hand.
“I was just so mad that you wouldn’t give him a chance,” you confessed. “He may be what you hear about on the news, but he isn’t with me.” You sighed and bit your lip. “Momma, he really cares about me.”
“I know, baby,” she smiled, “I can see that.” She leaned in closer to you, “I don’t know any man willing to do that for just anyone. Has he said he lo-”
“No,” you said quickly. “But I think I do.” Tears sprung to your eyes.
Your father’s voice called you and your mother back. The two men stood, shaking hands.
“I’ll be on my way,” ChangBin said. “I’ll check in with you tonight. Ok, princess?” he said to you softly, kissing your cheek. “It was very nice meeting you,” he bowed to your mother. “Sir, I look forward to hearing from you.”
“Y/N, sit down. I have to admit I’m very disappointed that this happened. We always planned to-”
“Daddy, I’m sorry but I don’t want to leave,” you cut him off. “I like it here. I have friends. I have ChangBin,” you rambled on.
“She’s right,” your mom interjected. “She can make her own choices now. She’s old enough. He seems like a nice man.”
“I am not going to let my daughter be with a man like that,” he roared, pointing to the door.
“Like what? A man like what,” you challenged. “A man like you? You were ok with the idea of me marrying Mark. For christ’s sake, Mark Tuan!” you yelled. “What is so wrong with ChangBin that you won’t get over it?” Your mother placed a hand on your arm.
“Clyde, honey,” she said, “You know this is very familiar. My father hated you. And what did that accomplish?” Your dad folded his arms and glared at your mother. “Huh? Nothing. We still got married and we’re happy, despite him.” She walked to him and gently touched his arm. “Is that what you want for her?”
“Why not Mark?” your dad questioned you. “He comes from a good family and he likes you. He’ll take over from me one day.”
“Why not Mark?” you repeated. “Because it is Mark, daddy. He loves himself and anything he can get off with. He’s a petulant child when he doesn’t get his way. I don’t love him.” You didn’t know ChangBin entered the apartment again. In his rush, he forgot his wallet and cell phone.
“Don’t love him?” your dad laughed dryly. “You love this other man, Seo? What do you know about love?”
“What did you know when you married momma at 19? I may not know a lot, but I know how he makes me feel, and I like it,” you said firmly. “Daddy, I’ve never felt safer with anyone else. He knows everything that makes me, me. I know it’s too soon to think about forever, but I can’t see my life without him,” you said softly. “I love him, daddy. I’m not leaving.”
“Y/N,” you heard from behind you. You turned to see ChangBin, his eyes full of tears. “Do you? Really?” You smiled and nodded. Wrapping you in his arms he kissed your forehead. “I love you too,” he whispered.
“I’m sorry I never told you,” you said sheepishly. Tucking your head to his neck you placed small kisses under his ear. He hugged you tiger and giggled.
“It’s ok, princess. Just no more secrets ok? I can’t keep you safe if I don’t know everything,” ChangBin said softly.
“Leave them alone,” your mom instructed, stopping your dad from interrupting. “You weren’t going to win this battle anyway.” He smiled sadly and nodded. “He is a lot like you. That’s a good thing. She’ll be ok.”
“Well, she is your daughter,” your dad laughed. “I have no doubt she’ll be fine.”
“But Princess,” ChangBin cried, “I haven’t seen you at all this week. I miss you.” It was easy to hear him sulk on the phone.
“Binnie,” you said sternly, “I have to study. You know if you show up we’ll end up in bed… not studying.” A giggle erupted in your throat as you heard his tiny tantrum.
“Fine. But after this exam you’re all mine,” he haggled with you.
“Sounds great, honey,” you answer absent-mindedly. “I’ll call you tonight before bed, yeah?” Making kissy sounds you quickly disconnected the call.
ChangBin stared at his phone slightly annoyed that he was dismissed so quickly but immensely impressed at your dedication to finishing school. Despite the emptiness from missing you, he continued his day as normal. It wasn’t until Chan told him to call it a day, it was already late into the night he realized you hadn’t called.
“Felix, bring the car around,” ChangBin requested. Listening to the man on the other end he nodded his head. “Yeah. We’ll make one stop before her apartment.”
Knowing your roommate was out of town this weekend, ChangBin let himself into your apartment. All the lights were on and he could hear the television from your room. He bit his lip annoyed again that he hadn’t heard from you; however, Stepping into the kitchen his heart broke.
You were sleeping on the island. Your laptop is open and the pen is still in your hand. He knew the way you hunched over the surface that you couldn’t be comfortable. Placing a few items on the counter, he closed your laptop and carefully stacked your book and notes.
He stroked your cheek and called your name softly. Being a light sleeper, that would typically wake you up but you didn’t budge. He wondered how many nights you spent like this.
Not being a cook by any stretch of the imagination, ChangBin made you a sandwich. Not much, but stacked high with meat, cheese, and vegetables. Once satisfied, be put a little more effort into waking you up.
“Y/N,” he said louder, massaging your back, “Wake up, baby.” You shifted and slapped him away. “Come on, wake up.” He bent down and laid his head on your arms. Blinking slowly, you smiled when you saw his face.
“Hi,” you greeted him. “What are you doing here?” Kissing his lips you stretched and looked around the kitchen. “Wheres, my stuff?” He nodded to the counter and slid you the sandwich.
“You hungry?” he asked, already knowing the answer. “I didn’t want to wake you, but it looked like you needed an intervention.” Smiling at him lovingly you leaned on your elbows and puckered your lips for a kiss. “No. Eat.” You pucker turned to a pout as you held the sandwich.
“Did you make this yourself?” you asked between bites. He nodded and busied himself making a drink for the two of you. “You’re too good to me Mr. Seo.” His shoulders visibly shook as he laughed.
“You’re so dramatic. It’s just a sandwich,” he teased you. Taking the now empty plate he rolled up his sleeves and washed the few dishes he used. “Go change for bed.” His order was simple but left no room for debate.
Slipping into his favorite black silk nightie, you sat on the bed waiting for him. A small gasp left his lips when he saw you.
“What do you think you’re doing?” he asked loosening his tie. You tried to look flirtatious, but he wasn’t having that tonight. He removed his shirt and pants, folding them and placing them on your wardrobe. “You need to sleep. Your test is in a few days.”
“Then come put me to sleep,” you quipped. Taking you in his arms, he chuckled and laid you on the bed. Running your fingers through his hair, you sighed against his neck.
“Tonight we sleep. Tomorrow we play,” he shushed you. “I’ve got big plans for you once your finished with university.” You moaned against him.
“Oh? Like what?” you asked drowsily. His arms tightened around you and his fingers stroked your back. He knew exactly how to put you to sleep. The beat of his heart pacified you to sleep while he babbled on absent-mindedly.
“I was thinking about flying us to Fiji. The beaches there are stunning,” he said. “We can get some color on this soft skin. Just me and you.” You hummed again, half sleeping. “Or maybe Paris. I think you would enjoy the Eiffel Tower, the Lourve, and the Notre Dame Cathedral. They would be marvelous places to see together.” He kissed your temple and rested his head on yours. “We can walk along the Seine River and visit the Place de la Concorde.”
He beamed at your sleeping face, knowing he was talking to himself now.
“We can visit Rome if you want to instead. The Pantheon and Colosseum are stunning. Of course, we’ll tour the Sistine Chapel.” He sighed deeply and closed his eyes. “We’ll travel the world. Anywhere you want, I don’t care. I just need you by my side.”
a/n : i’m not entirely sure how i feel about this one yet but i know if i keep rereading it i’ll probably end up making it worse. this is unedited so there’s bound to be some mistakes hidden throughout. i hope you enjoy xxx
The small couch in Chan’s studio wasn’t nearly big enough for the four of you to sit comfortably together and with Jisung inability to sit still you somehow ended up squished between Chan and Changbin while Jisung sat in Chan’s chair off to the side.
The movie was long, way too long for any of you to sit through one by one each of you taking turns getting more antsy as the film went on.
It wasn’t until you felt a cool touch brush against your thighs that you brung your eyes up from your phone taking in a sharp breath as Chan’s fingers dipped into your folds. Leaning over he pulled you closer to him giving him better access to your center.
“Make a scene and I’ll stop.” Chan’s voice was firm, eyes focused on the screen casually continuing his conversation Changbin as if he wasn’t playing with you in front of two of his best friends. Moaning softly you tipped your head to the side hoping to hide your face in his shoulder. You weren’t quiet, he knew that it was a struggle for you to keep your sounds down to a minimum.
Gasping, you felt his fingers slid into you, thumb brushing against your clit, fingers curving just enough to hit the spot that always drove you crazy. Biting your lip you looked around you trying to focus on something, anything to keep yourself in control. However, what you found was not what you were expecting.
From his position in the chair, Jisung’s eyes found yours, big and wide taking in the situation in front of him. When he joked about the two of you having sex in the studio earlier never once did he think you would continue with Changbin and himself in the room.
Locking eyes with him a whimper fell from your lips as you noticed the tent forming in Ji’s sweatpants. Squirming slightly you pushed the blanket to the side just enough to give him a better view and watched his eyes light up with shock as he focused in on Chan’s fingers pumping into your pussy.
“Jisung-ah you like what you see?” Chan asked, his eyes still focusing on the screen. You weren’t sure when he noticed the peep show you had been giving Jisung but even after his voice pulled the two of you out of your trance his fingers never slowed, continuing to let the pleasure build within your stomach as you felt yourself dance along the edge of relief.
Looking up you tried to read Chan’s face but his eyes were locked onto the tv even though you knew he was not watching anything on the screen. Silence falling over the three of you as you watched Chan’s eyes flicker over to Jisung who was silent. Eyes wide with panic.
“I asked you a question Ji. Answer me, do you like what you see ?” Chan asked again his tone stern as he continued pumping in and out, thumb grazing your clit pleasure pooling in your center.
“Hy—hyung I—shit I’m sorry I didn’t mean to-” Jisung stuttered his voice low barely above a whisper. Eyes meeting yours in the same moment Changbin muttered something about the lyrics he was writing on his phone completely unaware of what was happening besides him.
“Don’t apologize, you wanted to watch right?” Chan asked even though he knew the answer. “Shift this way let Sungie see your pretty pussy.” Following his orders you shifted towards him spreading your legs further apart giving Ji a better view, completely disguardging the blanket to the side.
Almost frozen in his position, Jisung watched as Chan fingered you, his fingers working thoroughly to bring you to your release. Were his ears deceiving him? Did he hear him right? Jisung had a crush on you forever, hell they all did. It was only when they found out you were sleeping with Chan that they stopped talking about the hypotheticals. The news put an end to the hushed conversations the younger members would have whenever you came around wearing something too short or too tight for comfort.
As Chan’s fingers pumped in and out his thumb circled your clit your eyes fluttered shut for a moment before a light smack against your clit caused you to open them again your eyes wide finding Chan’s. Shaking his head with disapproval he smirked at your confusion. “You wanted him to see you. Keep your eyes on him. I want you to watch him while you cum.”
Nodding your head you whimpered, lightly biting your lip to keep your sounds down. Eyes locked on Jisung as you imagined it was him touching you. Craving his fingers on you as pressure began to pool in the pit of your stomach threatening to spill over.
“Can I?” You asked softly your eyes pleading with Chan who simply shook his head. Confused, you furred your brows together. “Channie please,” You tried again, your moans lost in your throat as you focused your energy on trying to obey Chan.
“Don’t ask me. Ask Ji, if he wants you to cum then you’ll cum.” He spoke both of your eyes, turning to Jisung as you began to plead with him.
“No.” Jisung said boldly, nodding his head at Chan, signaling for him to remove his hand from you just before your orgasam took over your body. Moving forward Jisung kneeled in front of you. “I want to be the one to make you cum.”
You weren’t sure when but by this time the three of you had Changbin’s full attention. His phone long discarded his hands running over your thigh.
“Please Ji please touch me.” You whined as Changbin’s mouth connected with your neck tongue trailing lightly over your skin. His breath was hot on your neck as he chuckled.
“You sound so fucking good when you’re like this. Needy for someone to touch you. Needy for one of us to touch you. Eager for hyung to share you with us. For him to let us treat you like a whore.” His words taunt you. For a moment your eyes leave Jisung turning to face Changbin, his lips finding yours pulling you into a rough kiss.
If there was one thing about Jisung, it was that he didn’t need to be told twice. The moment the words left your mouth something inside of him shifted his gaze turning almost predator-like as he moved closer pulling the fabric down, hands gripping your thighs pulling you closer to him as his mouth connected with your core.
You gasped fighting the urge to press your thighs together as you let your body feed into Jisung’s touch. Holding you steady Changbin’s hand gripped your chin keeping you in place letting his lips devour yours while Jisung had his way with you down below. Unlike Chan, Jisung ate you out with a power you couldn’t quite comprehend. His tongue fast against your clit, pace unforgiving. You hadn’t even realized you were bucking your hips off of the couch until Binnie’s free hand pressed against your hips, his firm grip keeping you in place for Jisung.
“Keep her quite Binnie. We don’t need any other ears passing by to know what we’re doing in here.” Chan ordered Changbin’s kiss deeping at the request.
From where Chan sat he had the perfect view of the scene in front of him. The sight of you spread open for his members made his heart clench with pride. His members deserved the best and of course what better way to reward them for all of their hard work than you? He was well aware of the crushes all the members had on you. He was aware of how the small comments stopped after Jeongin told the rest of them he walked in on the two of you. They respected him and they respected you as their friend and more than that as someone Chan was seeing.
Of course though there were never any set boundaries and tonight Chan was allowing you what you’ve wanted for a while. The idea of being shared amongst his members was something the two of you talked about frequently. You were interested in the 8 of them and as you found out in the past Chan thrived off seeing you with others. He loved to watch and it seemed perfect.
Without any warning Jisung slipped his fingers into your center curling his fingers perfectly causing your body to struggle against Changbin’s hold as you moaned into his lips. The feeling overwhelms you, leaving you unable to focus as you let your body secum to the pleasure you were feeling.
Moans muffled by Changbin you felt yourself inch closer and closer tethering on the edge once again completely unaware of Chan moving around the room. “She’s close, Ji.” He spoke, causing Jisung to fall back, a whine falling from your lips as you broke away from Changbin. Jisung’s fingers instantly come to your mouth smearing the wetness on your lips, pulling you in for a rough kiss.
Breaking away Chan tapped your thigh, his touch pulling you away from the kiss as you waited for his command. Pulling your shirt over your head you sat back completely bare, a smirk playing on his lips motioning for you to come to him.
Repositioning yourself on the couch you hovered over Chan’s lap watching in awe as Changbin shed his clothes letting his cock spring up falling back against his stomach. Mouth watering you stood there frozen in place taking in all of him while Chan moved beneath you lining hip tip up with your entrance.
“You like what you see?” Changbin smirked, his voice low chuckling lightly, pumping himself a few times bringing himself to your lips. Opening your mouth you stuck your tongue out letting him slide in at the same time as Chan, both of them entering you together. Gasping around Changbin’s length you tried to relax Chan’s pace already sending you into a daze.
Changbin was almost the same length as Chan but way thicker feeling heavy in your mouth you struggled around him gagging instantly the moment he hit the back of your throat.
Running his hands up your side Chan gave a light tap on your hip. “Relax baby girl, it’s ok.” He hissed as Changbin pulled on your hair bringing your attention to him, his movements stopping pulling out of your mouth completely.
“Do you trust me?” He asked softly, his eyes locking in on yours as you nodded, whimpering as Chan continued to thrust into you. “Good, I’ve got you angel. I won’t hurt you unless you ask me to, ok? Let’s try again. Open for me.” He prompted, his hand still in your hair guiding you down his length.
In unison the two of them worked together thrusting into you, their pace steady. Eyes wide you looked up at Changbin watching as he groaned curse words leaving his lips, hand continuously guiding you never leaving your hair tugging roughly at your roots.
“You can be rough Binnie, she can take it. She’s ready.” Chan groaned his voice raspy as his pace speeding up his length twitching inside of you. On command Changbin’s grip tightened on your scalp pushing into you roughly. Tears pooling in your eyes you choked around his cock, breath leaving you as he held your head in place, nose pressed against his skin. Looking up you watched Changbin closely letting the tears fall as he growled pulling back roughly. Air filling your lungs, you gasped coughing harshly as Chan kissed your neck. “Fuck I love watching you like this. So fucking beautiful baby, you’re doing so well.”
Nodding at Chan’s words you smiled proudly bringing your hand up to his neck rubbing the side of his face softly. Feeling a light smack against your cheek you broke your eye connection with Chan turning your attention back to Changbin instantly opening your mouth for him.
The look on Changbin’s face as he thrust into your mouth was almost enough to send you over the edge. The pure ecstasy taking over his features as he continued to thrust into you his pace matching Chan’s once again overwhelming your senses. Hand finding your hair again, Changbin guided you roughly, his groans getting louder as his thrusts began to get sloppy.
With one last thrust Changbin came shuddering lightly as you swallowed around him taking his load down before he pulled out of your mouth falling back on the couch. Without Changbin your focus fell back to Chan who was thrusting into you relentlessly chasing his own high slamming your hips down onto him.
“Can I- I need to” You cried eyes searching Chan’s face as his hand gripped the back of your neck bringing your head down to his.
“Don’t even fucking think about it. You can’t cum until Jisung says so or did you forget?” He growled, his grip keeping you close as you whined. You had forgotten, you were so wrapped up in Changbin and Chan that you had forgotten about Jisung. He was the sole reason this whole night started and yet you had forgotten all about him.
With a few final thrusts Chan came hard, filling you up and kissing you roughly while he continued to fuck you through his orgasam. “Be good for Sungie yeah? He’ll take care of you if you’re good, ok?” He spoke softly, his grip on your neck loosening as he thrusts stopped pulling you off him.
From the chair Jisung sat quietly, he had watched his hyungs use you in awe. You were spent and rightfully so. Cum leaking out of you, a thin layer of sweat covering your skin. You looked beautiful and just the sight of you like this made him go feral.
While you leaned back onto Changbin, Jisung stepped up kneeling down on the couch in front of you pushing your legs apart, a chuckle falling from his lips. “Missed me?”
“Jisungie,” You whined watching helplessly as he toyed with you. “I’m sorry.” You cried, your body shuddering as you felt him lick one single stripe from your entrance to your clit gathering cum on his tongue. Leaning forward he gripped your cheeks prompting you to open your mouth. Mouth open, tongue out Jisung let his spit drip into your mouth.
“Swallow.” He ordered watching you closely pushing your hair out of your face. Running his finger slick with precum messily into your folds causing you to squirm underneath him showing him your tongue now completely clean. “Hold her open for me hyung.” Jisung ordered, thrusting into slowly you hissed, throwing your head back onto Changbin’s chest, feeling his arms snake around your front pulling your legs apart and into your chest.
Hips snapping into yours Jisung’s pace was relentless. The sounds of your skin smacking together paired with the wet squelching sounds filled the room. Tears falling from your eyes, you babbled mindlessly begging Jisung for some type of relief. You needed to cum, and more importantly you want to cum for him.
“Shit Ji look at her she’s absolutely fucking ruined. Doesn’t she look beautiful?” Chan rasped his voice smooth and thick like honey from his seat on the side. Eyes locked on you Jisung stared intensely down at you his hand rubbing you clit frantically as he continued to pound into you.
“She is,” He groaned voice strained as the warmth of your body mixed with the reminisce of Chan’s cum blanketed around his cock bringing him closer and closer to his release way faster than he originally expected. “She’s so beautiful. Fuck you’re so beautiful sweetheart.”
Whimpering softly you bite down on your lip hard to keep your moans contained as you felt yourself come close to the edge once again. “Please Ji, please” You murmured barely coherent as your mind fogged cloudy and overwhelmed.
Doing his best to hold back himself Jisung nodded, increasing the pace of his fingers along with his thrusts before he spoke. “Cum.” he ordered and just like that you’re orgasam washed over you Changbin’s hand securely placed around your mouth keeping your voice quiet as you moaned loudly. Clenching down you milked Jisung’s cock bring him to his own relief, head falling forward, his body collapsing on top of you partially as his cock twitched inside of you, stuffing you full once again.
For a moment the two of you stayed like that nozzled into one another heavy breathing filling the silence before Jisung pulled out falling back to the other side of the couch. Brushing your hair out of your face, Changbin kissed your hair with a smile playing on his features. “You did good angel.” He spoke softly.
Nodding you smiled weakly you felt Jisung’s hand running over your thigh as he sat up a fucked out expression, pupils blown and a lazy smile. “He’s right you did so good for us. That was amazing.”
You wanted to thank them but as you opened your mouth the words seemed to fail you causing you to close your mouth again smiling softly completely dazed out. With a chuckle Chan rolled closer to the three of you, his hand stroking your cheek softly.
“Its ok baby, you don’t have to talk. How about we get you cleaned up and we’ll head back to the dorms you’ll stay with us tonight yeah?” He questioned smiling down at you proudly.
“Yeah.” You whispered nodding your head softly laying back. After a few moments of silence the three of them began to take initiative shuffling around the room. Helping you pull on your clothes and getting a sip of water. In awe you say back, completely amazed by their affection before Chan pulled you to your feet, his arm securely locked around your frame.
“Let’s get you home baby,” He smiled, kissing your hair as he lead you out of the building.
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hi! i’m from tumble requesting a drabble :) can i have prompts 57, 99, 133 with 3racha x fem reader (she/her). if that’s too many people/makes you uncomfy, just chan and changbin x fem reader is perfect. thank you so much <3
BANG CHAN x CHANGBIN x FEMALE READER | 2.2k | EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT, STRANGERS TO LOVERS, DRINKING, A THREESOME, SPITROASTING, SUBMISSIVE LEANING CHAN, DOMINANT LEANING CHANGBIN, ORAL, PENETRATIVE SEX, DIRTY TALK, CHAN HAS A PRAISE KINK, MILD DEGRADATION, 2RACHA FUCKS BUT THEIR HEARTS ARE ONLY FOR EACH OTHER
57. “Does he/she know what a desperate little cocksleeve you are?”
Warnings: smut, angst, loneliness, cuddling with a stranger, cockwarming, soft smut UwU, strangers to lovers
Synopsis: You’ve been going through a period of depression and feeling rather alone. When you see a flyer advertising a professional cuddling business, you laugh it off at first because there’s no way you’re that desperate. Only the idea won’t seem to leave your mind. One day you’re feeling especially bad and before you know it you’re inside the building and signing up for a session.
Things had not been looking great lately. Slowly but surely you had grown apart from your friends as your lives had moved in different directions and you had less and less to talk about. Work was okay but you just went there to pay your bills. There were one or two colleagues that were worth your time but they were often busy with their own lives that you rarely saw them outside of work. It had been some time since your last date and even longer since your last relationship. You and your family had not spoken in years which was the only good thing given how toxic they had been for as long as you could remember. Even now after all this time, you doubted that they had changed and their words from the past sometimes still swirled in your head when you lay awake at 3 am.
