Needs
Title: Needs 5/5
Author: vaguelynormal
Pairing: OT5
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Changmin discovers the group’s secret.
And he can’t stop thinking about it.
Previous chapters: 1 2 3 4
Yunho stays with Changmin in their shared room that night, the other three feeling the cold tension their leader exudes and carefully keeping out of his way. Changmin tries not to become too smug as Yunho turns to him for comfort, mostly because it bothers him that Yunho was clearly hurt by Jaejoong’s words earlier. Together they sit on Yunho’s bed, Changmin cradling Yunho’s back to his chest. With every inhale, he’s assaulted by Yunho’s scent, a tantalising blend of sweat, soap and Yunho’s delectable skin. It’s unique to Yunho and Changmin never thought he’d find another man’s scent quite so arousing. He wills back his desire, focusing on soothing instead, running his hands down Yunho’s sides and resting his chin on the man’s shoulder. Yunho barely pays him any attention, lost in thought and his teeth worry at his soft lower lip. Changmin can’t help but reach up and gently tug the flesh free from Yunho’s gnawing.
‘Yunho,’ Changmin says softly, ‘are you alright?’
Yunho turns his head, allowing Changmin to glimpse the edge of grief in his eyes. The leader nods and Changmin doesn’t have the heart to argue, nuzzling into his neck instead.
‘I didn’t think it would be this difficult,’ Yunho says quietly. ‘Junsu was always so supportive and understanding- Yoochun too. Jaejoong- Jaejoong was never like this, I don’t know what has changed to make him so aggressive.’
‘Maybe he’s jealous,’ Changmin suggests, arms wrapping around Yunho’s waist.
‘Why?’ Yunho questions, frowning heavily. ‘What does he have to be jealous of?’
Changmin shrugs, ‘I don’t know. Maybe he’s not pleased that now he has to share you with one more person. Or maybe he’s just a hormonal bitch.’
‘But it’s not that different, he wasn’t like this when I started sleeping with Yoochun,’ the leader laces his fingers with Changmin’s where they rest on his stomach.
‘Jaejoong and Yoochun are close- he probably understood why Yoochun needed you too. And Junsu already got there first, right? So Jaejoong always knew he had to share with him,’ Changmin theorises. ‘He can’t understand my motives so he’s suspicious.’
Yunho lets out a soft chuckle and Changmin feels it reverberate against his chest through Yunho’s body. ‘To be honest, I’m not sure I understand why you want me either.’
Changmin squeezes his arms around Yunho tightly - possessively- and snarls. ‘Don’t say that. Don’t ever say that, Yunho,’ he warns.
Yunho nods weakly, slumping back against Changmin’s chest and Changmin finally loosens his hold. ‘It’s just hard-‘
‘Don’t let your insecurities ruin this,’ Changmin snaps, suddenly irritable. He’s tempted to push Yunho away in his foul mood but chooses to calm his breathing, closing his eyes for a moment. He can feel the faint beat of Yunho’s heart against his body and lets it soothe him.
‘I’m sorry, Min,’ the man apologises, turning in his arms to meet his eyes. ‘It’s just this is new and sudden.’
Changmin scowls for a moment before kissing Yunho full on the mouth. ‘Just relax, Yunho. Don’t let it get to you.’
Yunho gives Changmin a tight smile, falling back into Changmin’s arms. ‘I just don’t want it to become us against them, you know?’ Yunho sighs in exasperation, digging his fingers into the bed covers.
‘I know,’ Changmin soothes, cupping Yunho’s face in his palms and leaning in to lay kisses over his cheeks and temple. ‘I'll think of a way to fix it, I promise.’
The leader climbs into Changmin’s lap, straddling his thighs as he kisses him fiercely, pressing their bodies together. Changmin moans into the kiss, feeling his cock harden as Yunho’s lips insistently nudge his wider to sneak in his tongue. His fingers grip Yunho’s hips hard, undoubtedly leaving a mark. Changmin flips them over quickly, pressing Yunho down into the sheets.
Yunho moans, bucking up against him. ‘I thought you wanted me to ride you?’ he flashes a cheeky smile at Changmin.
Changmin laughs. ‘I said nothing about that, however, it is an excellent idea,’ he begins to suckle a path down Yunho’s exposed throat.
‘We should think of a safe word,’ Yunho muses suddenly and Changmin pauses for only a moment in his assault on Yunho’s neck.
‘It could be Jaejoong,’ Changmin says darkly.
Yunho smiles, a little confused as he meets Changmin’s eyes. ‘Why?’
‘Because that would ruin my erection fairly quickly,’ Changmin mutters.
Yunho bursts into loud peals of laughter, his body shaking with mirth. Changmin tickles his sides as he sneaks Yunho’s t-shirt higher, grinning despite himself.
‘We don’t need a safe word though,’ Changmin says as Yunho sits up and raises his arms to allow his shirt to be pulled off. ‘If there’s something you’re uncomfortable with, we can just discuss it. Except not that ridiculous thing about you not wanting me to get you off, I enjoy that too much.’
Yunho blushes and offers him a shy smile, pulling Changmin closer. Changmin can’t resist taking advantage of Yunho’s bared skin and presses his lips to Yunho’s stomach, blowing air against the tight seal and causing Yunho to squirm and giggle as his skin tingles and vibrates, the loud noise drowned by his laughter. Changmin silently vows to make Yunho laugh more often, already wondering how it would feel to be inside Yunho again as the man shakes with laughter.
Changmin enjoys having Yunho to himself for the next week or so but it’s obvious Yunho misses the others. Yunho always loved his role of peacemaker in the group and now he’s the cause of turmoil, the leader doesn’t know what to do with himself. It makes for awkward rehearsals but it forces Changmin and Yunho closer and Changmin does his best to distract the leader. He learns the ins and outs of Yunho’s body- his limits and desires - and exploits them to the best of his ability. It’s not easy to curb his appetite for sex in public so Changmin greatly looks forward to the end of the day when he can touch Yunho as much as he wants. Changmin learns a lot about Yunho in the space of a few weeks- more than he ever thought he’d have the privilege to know- but he discovers plenty about his own needs and desires, his creativity becoming unleashed. He and Yunho both crave elements of control, as do the others.
Jaejoong, Yoochun and Junsu skirt around them both, sending Changmin dark looks to which he responds with a smirk. The three of them are playing a game with him and Changmin not only intends to win, but has something far more fun in mind.
On their next day off, the five of them rest in their apartment. Changmin thinks about calling Kyuhun or maybe going for a jog as he steps into their shared bathroom. He hasn’t seen Yunho all morning but now he knows where the leader has been thanks to the telltale mess of water and wet towels littering the tiles in the bathroom. Changmin feels his temper flare and inhales deeply to reel back his frustration. It’s been a long couple of weeks and Changmin mulls over taking out his pent up anger on Yunho. Briefly, he muses that Yunho might be intentionally trying to trigger a reaction from him. Either way, Changmin intends to punish the man.
Changmin storms his way into the living room. Yoochun’s made himself comfortable on an armchair with his headphones and some music sheets whilst Junsu is fixated on his video games. Neither of them pays Changmin much attention until Yunho wanders out from the kitchen and into the room. He takes in Changmin’s furious expression and gives him a curious look in return, eyes rounding with that annoying innocence that never seems to leave him. Changmin’s snatches hold of his wrist quickly dragging him forward before bending Yunho over their dining table. Yunho lets out a soft noise of surprise as his chest is pinned to the table, Changmin pressing up against his body. Junsu immediately drops his controller but doesn’t say a word; both Yoochun and Junsu are frozen in shock as Changmin manhandles Yunho.
‘How many times do I have to tell you not to leave a mess in the bathroom, hyung?’ Changmin growls.
‘I’m sorry, Min,’ Yunho says pitifully, giving Changmin an apologetic glance over his shoulder.
It’s a look designed to instil sympathy in Changmin and he feels the corner of his mouth twitch into a smirk as he feels Yunho push back against his crotch.
Yunho definitely wants to play Changmin’s game.
Changmin sneers, pushing Yunho harder against the table and reaching around his waist to unbutton the man’s jeans and tug them down, along with underwear around his thighs. ‘You should know better by now- how many times do I have to punish you for this?’
Yunho shivers as his ass is exposed but he keeps his gaze forward. ‘I’m sorry, Changmin, I won’t do it again.’
Changmin smacks Yunho hard, the man letting out a yelp of surprise before he quickly bites his lip. Yunho knows better than to make noise during a punishment. Several harsh blows land on Yunho’s ass, reddening the flesh and making it jiggle slightly with each hit. He can hear Junsu protesting and Jaejoong is drawn out of the kitchen by the loud noise Changmin’s palm makes on Yunho’s skin but Changmin doesn’t pause his abuse, continuing to spank Yunho until he is content.
When Changmin does stop, Yunho’s skin is bright red and the man hard and shaking with anticipation. Changmin roughly tugs the man’s pants back up and does up the fly with deft fingers. Yunho straightens, brushing down his clothes with trembling hands and staring at Changmin hungrily.
‘Go clean it up,’ Changmin orders, giving Yunho another smack on the ass as the man hurries from the room to do his bidding.
Changmin swoops to pick up his book from the coffee table and settles onto the couch across the room. He opens the book in his lap and begins to read when Jaejoong moves to stand in front of him.
‘What the hell was that, Changmin?’ Jaejoong hisses, pointing at the dining table.
‘Punishment,’ Changmin answers simply, turning a page.
‘You can’t just-‘ Junsu begins but Changmin gives him a pointed look and he falters.
‘I think you’ll find that I can,’ he returns to reading his book, thumbing a page every minute or so as the three members still seem stiff with shock.
Ten minutes must pass because Yunho stumbles back into the room, the bottoms of his jeans soaked from cleaning the mess off the floor and his cock still bulging at the front of his pants. He kneels on the ground in front of Changmin, giving him a reticent look but Changmin ignores him, beginning a new chapter in his novel. Minutes pass and Changmin continues to read, flipping through page after page as Yunho waits for his attention. Yoochun still remains in his armchair, watching avidly from across the room and Jaejoong and Junsu stand beside Yunho, nudging him to get him to stand.
‘Come on, Yunho-yah,’ Jaejoong tries to tempt Yunho, his voice gentle. ‘Get up.’
‘Hyung,’ Junsu tugs at Yunho’s arm. ‘Come sit with us. You can play video games with me.’
Yunho doesn’t even break his gaze, Changmin stealthily observes from over the top of his book. His eyes flicker over the words on the page, but Changmin’s barely concentrating. He can’t focus on the text, but he keeps his expression cool and nonchalant as he listens in.
‘Yunho, get off the floor,’ Jaejoong urges before glaring at Changmin. ‘What are you playing at, Changmin?’ he hisses. ‘Don’t forget that you’re the maknae- you’d better respect your hyung-deul.’
‘Be quiet, Jaejoong,’ Yunho says firmly, still watching Changmin intensely. His words are sudden and uncompromising, the tone of the group’s leader when he’s at the end of his patience.
It has Changmin intrigued and he lowers his book for a moment to meet Yunho’s determined gaze.
They lock eyes for a long moment, Changmin reading the immense, overwhelming desire in the depths of Yunho’s eyes and his obedience in the rigidity of his muscles. Yunho wants Changmin badly, even more than he wants his approval. Changmin spreads his legs lazily and Yunho instantly shuffles forward on his knees, careful not to touch. Changmin can tell he wants to though, especially when Yunho’s eyes dart to his crotch and he wets his lips.
‘You don’t deserve a reward after just receiving a punishment, Yunho,’ Changmin says tiredly, eyes skimming another page before he turns it.
Yunho doesn’t say anything but he waits there, so eager he unconsciously leans closer. Jaejoong and Junsu settle onto another couch without saying anything, but Changmin knows they’re watching this interaction, confused as to what’s going on. Changmin doesn’t want to spoil the game by revealing it too soon.
‘Changmin,’ Yunho eventually calls, as Changmin begins yet another chapter of his book. He keeps his voice soft, afraid of inciting Changmin’s anger but desperate for his attention.
Changmin thinks Yunho must be desperate to come by now.
‘What?’ Changmin says irritably, breaking his focus and lowering the book to his lap.
‘Please,’ Yunho begs, his eyes wide and pleading.
‘It’s not my fault you got hard,’ Changmin states plainly. ‘You’ll have to learn to take your punishments better.’
‘I will! I’m sorry,’ the man promises, hands coming to rest on Changmin’s thighs. ’Please.’
It’s a bold action and Changmin should scold him for it but he’s hard too. He wants Jaejoong, Yoochun and Junsu to witness how much power he has over Yunho and he knows Yunho wants them to watch- gets off on it. Changmin picks up his book again, feigning nonchalance as he gives Yunho a quick, ‘fine. You may.’
Yunho rushes forward, fingers already undoing Changmin’s fly, dragging the material down before that hot mouth is engulfing his length. Changmin almost lets out a pleasured noise as the man sucks eagerly, treating his erection as though it’s a great treat as he licks at it hungrily. He works hard to concentrate on his novel, turning the pages almost systematically as Yunho blows him, trying to appear unaffected. He knows the others are probably watching with their mouths open in shock but Changmin chooses to ignore them for now. Soft hands find his balls, caressing gently and squeezing in time with the rhythmic descent of Yunho’s mouth and Changmin puts all his effort into keep is features schooled and in control.
‘Watch your teeth,’ Changmin comments as Yunho sinks lower, the tip of his cock hitting the back of Yunho’s throat. Yunho is being careless in his enthusiasm and Changmin holds the man down with a hand in his hair until Yunho seems to remember who is in control. They lock eyes for a moment, Yunho’s lips stretched exquisitely around Changmin’s cock and Changmin feels himself pulse in the man’s mouth. Yunho groans deeply, eyelashes fluttering as his eyes close in pleasure and he sucks hard. Changmin pulls him up so that Yunho can lick at the tip, trying for more of a taste. Finally, Changmin puts his book aside, carefully bookmarking the page.
He glances around the room. Jaejoong and Junsu are stunned but Yoochun is hard in his pants, staring at Changmin’s cock disappearing into Yunho’s mouth. Changmin smirks- Yoochun is the weakest link in the three. ‘Strip,’ Changmin orders, pulling Yunho off his cock.
Yunho quickly disposes of his shirt, standing briefly to shuck his pants and underwear before kneeling back on the carpet. His cock is so hard and red, Changmin’s not sure he’s ever seen Yunho so aroused and beautiful.
‘You look so pretty, my pet,’ Changmin compliments, reaching forward to brush fingertips down the column of Yunho’s neck. He stops at the thin leather collar he buckled there yesterday when he presented it as a gift. The golden disc glimmers at the hollow of Yunho’s throat and he toys with the skin-warmed metal. Engraved are the words: ’Property of TVXQ.’ Changmin smiles. Yunho straightens and blushes, heart rate increasing and Changmin leans in close and runs fingertips down his spine, stopping just above the cleft and tracing words in Hangeul there. He doubts Yunho can fathom more than the delicate tickle of fingertips over such an intimate spot but Changmin writes his name in the dip of Yunho’s back. ‘Look what you’ve done to Yoochun, pet,’ Changmin whispers just loudly enough for his words to carry. ‘I think you had better take care of that.’
Yunho nods, his cheeks flushed with the thrill and excitement that comes whenever he follows Changmin’s instructions and he crawls his way across the room. Yoochun’s breath hitches as Yunho slips between his legs and presses his cheek affectionately against the man’s clothed erection. Changmin can see that Jaejoong and Junsu are waiting with bated breath too. Yoochun meets Changmin’s eyes and Changmin gives the man a smile and a nod as Yunho pulls the pianist’s sweat pants down and takes a long lick at his erection. Yoochun groans, hips automatically bucking and Yunho takes him into his mouth. The man’s eyes shut as Yunho swallows his length, working it between spit-slickened plump lips with an air of expertise only Yunho and the finest of porn stars seem to manage. Changmin knows he won’t last long and fiddles in the back of a drawer in the coffee table for the lube he stashed there days earlier. He tosses the bottle to Junsu before making his way over to Yoochun and Yunho.
Changmin kneels beside Yunho, hands encasing the man’s hips and Yunho instinctively juts backwards, arching his spine and giving Changmin, Junsu and Jaejoong a good view of the baby blue plug nestled between his cheeks. Changmin smiles as he hears Jaejoong mutter a curse, hands spreading Yunho wider and massaging the taut flesh. Yunho moans around Yoochun’s cock, pushing back into Changmin’s hands. When Changmin saw the plug earlier he had wondered how long the man had been wearing it. Had Yunho played with himself after his shower, knowing he’d incite Changmin’s rage? Changmin’s pleased he won’t have to waste time on preparation as he eases the toy from Yunho’s clenching body. He drops the plug in Yoochun’s lap and smirks as the man’s eyes widen in surprise before watching Changmin line up and thrust in. As Changmin pushes into Yunho’s tight heat, Yunho slips forward, engulfing more of Yoochun’s cock and keening loudly as he’s filled to depths the toy hadn’t been able to reach.
Changmin draws back, pulling Yunho with him and allowing the man room to continue lavishing his affection on Yoochun’s dick. Yunho digs his fingers into Yoochun’s thighs, bracing himself as Changmin thrusts back in roughly, building up a fast pace that has Yunho throwing his head back and moaning loudly, eyes squeezed shut as pleasure and pain flood his senses.
‘Are you okay?’ Junsu asks, suddenly standing beside them. He reaches to caress Yunho’s cheek but holds himself back at the last minute.
Yunho doesn’t answer, too distracted by the way Changmin stretches him open, filling him completely. Changmin bites at Yunho’s shoulder, nibbling up the man’s neck to whisper in his ear. ‘Answer him, Yunho,’ Changmin commands, holding Yunho upright against his chest as he continues to fuck the man. ‘Tell him what you want.’
‘Junsu,’ Yunho says breathily, hardly able to articulate himself as Changmin pushes deep. He reaches for Junsu’s fly but the singer steps just out of reach. ‘Please, Junsu,’ he begs. ‘I want…I need…’ Yunho stumbles over the words.
‘What do you want, Yunho?’ Changmin grins, pausing his thrusts, buried deep inside the man. ‘Do you want him to fuck you? To come on your face? In your mouth? Inside you or on your perky little chest?’ Changmin taunts, fingers squeezing the flesh of Yunho’s chest, pulling the hard nubs taut.
Yunho arches and whimpers under Changmin’s touch, his cock twitching in response. ‘All of that,’ Yunho pants, hips undulating to fuck himself on Changmin’s cock. ‘Please, use me,’ Yunho begs.
‘All of us?’ Changmin asks, tilting Yunho’s head back by the hair.
Yunho moans, his neck extended beautifully, emphasising the dark red collar and golden tag. ‘Yes, god, yes,’ Yunho’s voice is hoarse with desire.
Changmin feels him clench viciously around his cock as Yoochun leans forward to inspect the round disc, mouthing the words. ‘Property?’ he questions.
‘Yunho belongs to us,’ Changmin smirks, adding thrusts of his own to Yunho’s rhythm. ‘Don’t you, pet?’
Yunho whines, his cock dripping precum down his thigh and his back melded to Changmin’s chest. ‘Yes, all of you, please,’ he begs.
Yoochun scoots to the edge of his chair and Changmin pushes Yunho forward, face pressed into the man’s lap. Yunho quickly gets the message, taking Yoochun back into his mouth and judging from Yoochun’s expression, sucking hard. Changmin rebuilds a fast rhythm, fucking Yunho fast and hard, propelling the man forward. He pistons his hips quickly, body smacking against the reddened flesh of Yunho’s ass and his cock barely eased by the remnants of lube leftover from the toy. It makes for an incredible experience, Yunho’s body gripping him tightly and radiating heat from his core. Changmin loves every second of it and he knows Jaejoong and Junsu are increasingly envious of his privilege.
Yoochun is so far down Yunho’s throat that when he comes, the leader starts to cough and splutter, trying desperately to swallow. Changmin smirks, pulling Yunho off Yoochun’s cock and relishing every spurt of white that decorates his face, Yoochun stroking himself frantically through climax. Yunho pants, taking in much needed oxygen and licking his lips free of cum. The leader looks content and happy, ribbons of cum dribbling down his chin and his hole clenching hard around Changmin. Yunho quietly thanks a satiated Yoochun who sags back into the chair. The sight of Yunho’s pleased face streaked with Yoochun’s release and the sheer arousal emanating from the leader, peaks Changmin’s own sense of gratification and he fucks Yunho too quickly to have rhythm. He’s animalistic in his thrusts, shallow and purely pleasure-driven. Yunho always brings out the hedonistic monster in Changmin.
‘How typical- Changmin fucks like an inexperienced teenager,’ Jaejoong sneers. ‘This won’t last long.’
At that moment, Yunho groans, splattering the floor with cum whilst Changmin maintains a fast pace. The leader gasps for breath beneath him, hands digging into Yoochun’s thighs as he tries to withstand the impetus of Changmin’s thrusts. He looks strung-out, pupils blown, hair ruffled and panting on all fours. Changmin thinks he’s never looked better, yanking the leader against his chest again and turning the man’s head for a kiss. He makes it as obscene as possible, all tongue and teeth, showing his ownership of the man in his lap. When Changmin breaks away, he stares hard at the other members in challenge.
Changmin doesn’t bother to correct Jaejoong, used to the man’s barbs, but to everyone’s surprise, Yunho does.
‘Actually, Changmin always makes me come first- usually twice before he does,’ Yunho states, still a little breathless and his strong thighs working to ride Changmin’s cock.
Changmin smirks and then eyes the bulge in Junsu’s pants. ‘Do you want help with that?’ he raises an eyebrow in question at the singer.
As if magnetised by need, Junsu gravitates towards them, reaching out to caress Yunho’s jaw. Junsu’s known Yunho the longest- they were close long before Jaejoong came on the scene and they’re all aware of the history between them. Changmin still doesn’t know how it started, but Junsu was the first to understand and fulfil Yunho’s needs and despite his earlier hesitance, anyone can see what Yunho wants and needs right now. Junsu fingers the collar, inspecting it before giving Yunho a nod and letting the man press his face into his crotch, nuzzling the bulge.
Changmin shares a warm smile with Junsu, the first in a long time, spreading his legs and in turn forcing Yunho’s wider. ‘Do you want both of us, Yunho?’ he asks, voice soft and seductive.
He rotates his hips slowly- tantalising but not quite enough for the ever-greedy Yunho. Yunho moans into Junsu’s erection, face still pressed to the cloth and undoubtedly trying to mouth the hard length encased.
‘I can’t hear you,’ Changmin hardens his voice, reminding Yunho to keep in line.
Yunho pulls away, looking up into Junsu’s eyes before exhaling in a loud rush. ‘Yes, he begs, pleading to his old friend with his eyes. ‘I need it.’
‘Who could resist you?’ Junsu chuckles huskily, wiping a little cum from Yunho’s cheek and bringing it to his mouth for a taste.
Yoochun groans and to Changmin and Yunho’s delight, Junsu gives a twitch of a coy smile before sinking to his knees. Changmin can almost feel Yunho’s heart pound in excitement, his body tight around him as Junsu eases between spread thighs, the bottle of lube Changmin gave him earlier open in his hand. The other members are sexy, certainly, but Changmin never thought he’d really share Yunho’s excitement in this moment. Cold gel drips onto Yunho’s skin and over Changmin’s cock and he makes sure Yunho is spread even wider to allow Junsu to fit, Yoochun slipping onto the floor to help hold the leader steady. Changmin feels fingers press against Yunho’s rim, searching for enough give to slide a digit in beside his erection. Yunho jolts as it slips in, but doesn’t protest- it’s clear to see how much he wants it, biting his lip in anticipation of the pain to come.
Junsu has skilful hands and makes quick work of fitting fingers inside Yunho, his knuckles pressing up against Changmin’s cock in the stretched confines of the leader’s body. Yunho whimpers and rocks his hips as Junsu carefully works him open and Yoochun pulls him into a kiss. Changmin smiles as Yoochun kisses their leader languidly, his lips soft but insistent against Yunho’s and Changmin can feel Yunho clench around him excitedly. He looks away from the kiss and stares directly at Jaejoong who watches them irritably from the side. Changmin can tell by the way his fingers twitch that Jaejoong is impatient to touch but not ready to relent yet. His slow descent in resisting Changmin’s game provides Changmin with immense pleasure and as Junsu’s cock pushes in beside his, stretching Yunho to the limit, Changmin feels high from the exhilaration.
Yunho arches between them, pulling away from Yoochun’s mouth to let out a passionate cry. His nails scrape raised red lines down Junsu’s chest and Changmin smiles, biting at the broad, beautiful shoulders in front of him whilst they wait for the signal to move. Junsu swears, eyes squeezed shut as Yunho clenches tighter, his body beginning to shake and both Changmin and Junsu, hold him closer, steadying him for the moment to come. They all cry out as Yoochun slips a hand between Junsu and Yunho, gripping Yunho’s cock and stroking it to hardness, causing Yunho to push down suddenly, taking them further. The leader tests his reign on movement, shifting his hips and Junsu, who rarely curses, lets out a litany of obscene words. Changmin laughs and presses a kiss to Yunho’s cheek, palms cupping the man’s chest, playing with taut nipples and the sweat breaking over his skin.
‘You’re doing so well, pet,’ Changmin praises.
‘So, so well, Yunho,’ Junsu pants, eyes on Changmin’s fingertips drawing Yunho’s nipples taut and obviously affected by the show.
Junsu’s hands cover Changmin’s squeezing firmly in an oddly reassuring gesture, Changmin catching a hint of apology before hands still slightly slick with lubricant pinch hard at the peaked little nubs. Changmin grins, scratching blunt nails across Yunho’s chest before leaning forward and kissing Junsu full on the mouth. It’s soft as expected, but better than the feel of Junsu’s plump lips is the look of surprise on the singer’s face before he grins back.
‘Do you like having this brat in you, Yunho?’ Junsu asks the leader but his tone is teasing, the affection they’ve always shared as friends beginning to return.
Yunho nods, inhaling carefully as though the slightest twitch might hurt too much. ‘So much,’ the leader says honestly and Changmin feels his chest seize for a moment. ‘Both of you.’
Changmin’s oddly proud of Yunho in a way, he and Junsu sharing another smile as they wait for Yunho’s body to relax enough to move. Yoochun seems to be too, gently cleaning the mess of drying cum from the leader’s face, licking erotically at patches of skin whilst he continues to pump Yunho’s burgeoning erection. Changmin can hear the pianist whispering sweet words to Yunho, praising their leader’s strength and beautiful body. He thinks he hears words of gratitude too and Changmin begins to understand why Yoochun needs this too- Yoochun always liked to feel connected with all the members, making the band his family.
It’s Junsu who begins to move with resolution, adding more lubricant before pushing back in beside Changmin. The drag out causes Changmin to shift in the tight confines of Yunho’s body too and he lets Junsu set the pace, the singer rocking his pelvis forward with all the grace he possesses when dancing on stage. It feels amazing inside Yunho, stifling surrounded by intense pressure but astounding all the same with the heat of Junsu’s erection beside his own, each thrust running along the sensitive underside of Changmin’s cock. Yunho moans, surging forward to kiss Junsu and then Yoochun. When he breaks apart, mouth swollen and shining from saliva, Changmin tilts his head back and takes a kiss for himself. Their tongues tangle, teeth sharp over soft lips and it’s messy and raw but Yunho and Changmin know exactly what it is- a challenge to Jaejoong.
Yunho locks eyes with Jaejoong in a searing gaze before he starts to move, rocking his hips down and riding their cocks. The noises that erupt from the leader’s mouth are sinful and send sharp spikes of arousal through Changmin’s body, culminating low in his belly. Changmin touches as much bare skin as he can, guiding the grinding hips and helping to set the pace. He’s beginning to feel close to orgasm, straddling the brink of overwhelming pleasure. Yunho’s body feels heavenly around him, he and Junsu’s hands overlapping over Yunho’s waist as they begin pushing up into Yunho’s arching, shaking body.
‘Fuck,’ Yunho’s head rolls back to rest on Changmin’s shoulder, thighs straining to keep bouncing between them. His expression is blissful, choked moans escaping him as he shudders with intense pleasure, cock dripping cum onto Yoochun’s hand as the pianist pumps him fast. He’s not far from release and neither is Changmin, bucking up eagerly as Yunho moves sensually in his lap. As Changmin’s arousal peaks, ecstasy pumping through his veins and overloading his nervous system, Yunho lets out a strangled cry, eyes fluttering closed as Changmin fills him. Changmin tenses, letting Junsu and Yunho milk the last of his orgasm from him. To his surprise, Yoochun leans across and kisses him full on the mouth. Changmin smiles into the kiss, cupping Yoochun’s jaw to meld their lips together, teasing his tongue over the swell of Yoochun’s plump upper lip. It’s unexpected but entirely pleasant and Changmin is glad Yoochun was brave enough to suddenly kiss him after ignoring him for weeks. It distracts him from the strange sensation of softening inside Yunho whilst Junsu continues to push in alongside him, flesh still swollen and pulsing with need.
Changmin turns to find Yunho watching them with lust in his eyes and he pulls the leader roughly into their messy kiss, all tongues, teeth and too much saliva but it’s hot in a way- being this connected. Junsu and Changmin share Yunho’s body, whilst he and Yoochun both enjoy Yunho’s kiss. Changmin is no longer the band member excluded; it’s Jaejoong who stands just out of reach. A sense of resignation washes through Changmin as he breaks the kiss- he knows it breaks Yunho’s heart to be without all of the members and that it’s something Changmin will need to fix. He locks eyes with the eldest in challenge when Junsu suddenly draws out, standing shakily to stroke himself, thick spurts of hot cum landing on Yunho’s chin and neck, dripping onto his chest. The sensation and act drives Yunho wild and Changmin can feel the man clenching erratically around his spent cock.
Junsu lets Yunho have a quick lick of his cock and fingers, whispering praise before slumping onto the armchair. For a moment, Changmin feels inclined to do the same but it’s not over yet; they haven’t given Yunho everything he needs.
‘Jaejoong,’ Changmin calls and Yoochun and Yunho break their kiss to stare in the eldest’s direction. ‘Yunho needs you.’
Jaejoong scowls weakly, obviously sorely tempted and he takes a small step forwards. Yunho whimpers and Changmin knows the man wants to throw himself at the eldest, the remnants of obedience barely keeping him back.
‘Yunho?’ Jaejoong questions, eyes on the leader still naked in Changmin’s lap. ‘Come here,’ he beckons.
Yunho moves quickly but Changmin is fast, trapping the man with firm arms around his waist. ‘You come here,’ Changmin challenges. ‘I’m not going to pull out.’
He smirks at Jaejoong’s disgruntled expression, daring the older man to play his game. Yunho tenses with excitement in his lap, remaining still, trusting him implicitly and it fills Changmin with a sense of exhilaration of his own. Jaejoong steps in front of Yunho, threading fingers into the man’s hair and Changmin feels Yunho shiver.
‘Get off of Changmin, Yunho,’ Jaejoong requests softly.
Changmin doesn’t even restrain the leader- Yunho remains firmly in position, his body twitching around his stirring cock. His orders supersede the others’ now that Yunho knows how much satisfaction Changmin’s games can bring.
‘He wants both of us, Jaejoong,’ Changmin informs the eldest. ‘Yunho needs all of us. I don’t really want to, but we have to learn to share.’
Yunho turns his head to kiss Changmin’s cheek and he has to wipe a little of Junsu’s release off his skin, his smile twisting into a look of disgust. Jaejoong barely contains a chuckle and Changmin glares at him. Changmin vows to play roughly with the eldest once this issue between them and Yunho is resolved- Jaejoong had a one-touch or two due. Instead he pulls Yunho’s arms behind his back, thrusting the man’s potent chest out. Jaejoong’s nostrils flare as he inhales deeply; taking in the sight of Yunho’s ample pectorals, dusky nipples peaked in arousal. He trails fingers through the drying mess on Yunho’s chin and feeds it back to their pet whom suckles his digits eagerly.
Jaejoong gives the briefest of smiles before pushing his pants low and taking his erection into his hand, stroking firmly. There’s a short little barbell just under the ridge of the crown, two silver bearings shining brightly against the flushed red of Jaejoong’s circumcision scar and Changmin finds himself sorely tempted to flick at the piercing. Yunho clenches down hard around Changmin at the sight and Changmin feels himself harden, just as aroused as Yunho. Yunho’s breath hitches as Jaejoong moves closer, pressing the reddened tip of his cock to Yunho’s cheek, smearing a drop of precum as he swipes lower, rubbing himself over the leader’s plump mouth. Jaejoong pushes into Yunho’s mouth quickly, eyes closing in pleasure as the man takes him deep in his throat. Changmin’s cock twitches and he knows Yunho feels it swelling inside him when the leader moans around Jaejoong’s cock. Yunho works Jaejoong’s erection between his lips quickly, his mouth wet with saliva that runs down his chin. It’s clear the eldest won’t last much longer under Yunho’s enthusiastic ministrations so Changmin pulls Yunho off by the hair.
‘Turn around and straddle me,’ he orders a dazed and horny Yunho.
Changmin helps ease Yunho’s tired muscles up, slapping the man’s ass when he takes too long. Yunho moans as he swings a leg over Changmin’s lap, guiding Changmin’s cock back inside his stretched hole, his own hard length rubbing deliciously against Changmin’s abdomen. He shakes and Changmin knows he must be desperate to come but is waiting for permission. Changmin gestures for Jaejoong to join them before kissing Yunho’s swollen, red lips passionately. He feels the jolt as Jaejoong slips a finger in beside him, Yunho’s passage still tight but it has enough give to handle both of them with only minimal pain now. The moment Jaejoong pushes in alongside him, Changmin takes Yunho’s length into his hand, stroking slowly as the eldest begins to rock in the last inch or so, his piercing rubbing against Changmin’s underside in a way that’s surprisingly pleasurable.
‘How do you want it, Yunho?’ Changmin whispers darkly.
Yunho groans, grabbing Changmin’s shoulders for balance as Jaejoong crowds his back, pushing in slow and sensuously, hips rolling gracefully. It feels good- a slow burn that has the potential to build into something explosive but it might be best saved for another day when Yunho isn’t strung out and bound to come at the slightest touch.
‘Hard,’ Yunho requests, pressing his face into Changmin’s neck, lapping at the sweat collecting there. It reminds Changmin of a puppy and turns him on immensely.
Jaejoong grunts and thrusts up hard, fingers digging bruises into Yunho’s hips. ‘You know, normally he likes to be blindfolded,’ the eldest points out and Yoochun and Junsu murmur in agreement.
‘He doesn’t need one,’ Changmin assures them, petting Yunho’s hair. ‘Our little pet should see exactly who is fucking him. Isn’t that right, Yunho?’ he cajoles.
Yunho whimpers, legs shaking as they take him hard and fast. He clenches around them both so tightly, as though his body doesn’t want them to withdraw. The leader nods, frotting between them.
Changmin pulls Yunho away from his neck. ‘Look at them, Yunho. The whole group is here,’ he smirks. ‘You’ve almost had us all today.’
‘Fuck,’ Jaejoong swears and Yunho seizes around them erratically, tighter than ever. The eldest pistons in faster, clearly moments away from orgasm, jolting Yunho into Changmin as his thrusts become wilder.
‘Do you like it, pet?’ Changmin teases.
Yunho moans, nodding as he writhes in their laps, straining to take them both. ‘Yes,’ he exhales in a rush, breathless as he’s fucked.
‘Tell us what you want,’ he orders, adding a few thrusts upwards of his own that cause Yunho to choke and stumble over his words.
‘I want you to come,’ Yunho pants, eyes closing as his cheeks flush red. ‘Fill me- cover me with your cum, please,’ the leader begs.
At that moment Jaejoong pulls out completely. ‘On his back,’ he orders and Changmin helps ease Yunho off to roll him onto the carpet.
Jaejoong quickly climbs over the leader, straddling the man’s chest as he strokes himself frantically, cum already dripping onto flushed and sweaty skin. Yunho chokes on a moan as Jaejoong swipes the tip over his nipples, pressing against the taut, brown nubs that perk to attention. It’s not long before thick spurts are hitting Yunho’s chest, covering the fleshy pectorals and peaked nipples, thick strands streaking all the way down to his navel. Yunho bucks up in pleasure, in absolute ecstasy as Jaejoong’s release lands on his chest, hot and immensely satisfying. Jaejoong slumps when he’s done, rolling off to regain his breath.
‘Fuck,’ Jaejoong exhales and Changmin notices his body shaking with the intensity of his climax.
It’s Yoochun who surprises them suddenly, growling Yunho’s name as he strokes himself furiously, pumping his second release once more over Yunho’s face and neck, straddling the man’s face quickly to feed the last of it down their leader’s throat. Yoochun fucks Yunho’s throat fast, English words spilling from his lips that Changmin only recognises from porn and even with the shallow angle, his balls press against Yunho’s chin as he thrusts between swollen, red lips that struggle to create a seal around him. Yunho splutters but enthusiastically swallows the very last of it and Yoochun pets him on a cum-streaked cheek before pulling out and clambering off.
Yunho lies spent on the floor, gasping for breath and covered in cum, his cock still straining for release of it’s own.
‘What do you say, slut?’ Changmin asks sternly, pulling Yunho’s legs wide and thrusting in.
‘Thank you,’ Yunho gasps. ‘Thank you, masters.’
Changmin smirks, rocking his hips low so that his pelvis drags over Yunho’s erection as he moves. ‘I’m going to fuck you properly now,’ he explains calmly. ‘Fill up this greedy little hole of yours whilst the others hold you open for me.’
There’s something in his tone that causes everyone in the room to comply. Yoochun and Junsu split Yunho’s thighs wide whilst Jaejoong takes firm hold of Yunho’s wrists, pinning them above his head. Changmin grabs Yunho by the ass, lifting him into the desired angle before fucking the leader hard and fast. He moves quickly, heart pounding in his chest and his pulse points throbbing as electricity runs through his veins. There’s less lube now that they’re mostly done and his cum from earlier has already dissipated making for incredible friction, even though Yunho is thoroughly stretched now. Changmin grits his teeth as he thrusts at great speed, rolling his hips in a rhythm that matches the pounding in his chest.
Yunho is perfect beneath him, writhing in pleasure and Changmin knows he’s satisfied the older man in every way possible today. Changmin’s given Yunho everything the man had wanted and Yunho takes it greedily, begging for more. He can feel the wet heat pulse over his stomach from Yunho’s swollen erection each time he presses low and knows the man can’t hold out much longer- Changmin won’t last either. Yunho’s too excited, being connected so closely with all of his members caring for his needs that it’s too much for him to endure, his body shaking with the intensity of his oncoming orgasm.
‘Come for me, Yunho,’ Changmin orders, increasing his pace as he fucks Yunho into the floor.
Yunho arches in his band members’ hold, a strangled noise erupting from his throat as he allows himself to let go, his climax soaring through him. Cum splatters his stomach white, along with Changmin’s, his cock twitching between them and Changmin takes mercy, wrapping long fingers around him and helping the bulk of Yunho’s release spill on already stained skin. Yunho keens, bucking eagerly back onto Changmin’s cock, gazing up at him with heated eyes- Yunho wants Changmin to come inside him almost as much as he wanted his own orgasm. Changmin is happy to oblige.
It’s rough, even with Yunho restrained, Changmin pins him down by the shoulders, fucking at a brutal pace. There will be bruises, scratches and carpet burns in the morning but Changmin bets that will give Yunho a thrill too, the man twisting his hands tightly into Jaejoong’s singlet as the eldest grips him firmly by the wrists. Changmin loves seeing Yunho all spread out like this, desperate for him - needy- and it sends a thrill down Changmin’s spine. He feels heat churn in the pit of his stomach, ecstasy rumbling through him and burning its way lower and lower, his balls tightening. Changmin kisses Yunho hard, biting at the malleable flesh as his climax tears through him, knees buckling as he ruts into Yunho’s clenching body. Yunho cries out into the kiss as Changmin spills his load deep inside him, coating him with thick, hot cum. His tongue slides into Yunho’s mouth as the remains of his orgasm drain from his body, leaving him thoroughly exhausted and elated. The taste of Yoochun is still too fresh in Yunho’s mouth for his liking but he enjoys the feel of Yunho’s soft, swollen lips and dominating the other’s mouth. He only draws back when he hears the other members drop beside them, lying back on the carpet now that the rush is over.
Changmin’s not sure if their issues will ever be entirely resolved but they’ve made progress, which is more than enough to satisfy both Changmin and Yunho for now. He pulls out, slumping over Yunho’s body and surreptitiously giving the leader’s still shaking body a warm embrace and kiss to the cheek. Changmin whispers his gratitude and praise in Yunho’s ear, fingers playing with the golden tag on the collar. Yunho mouths his own thanks, smiling brightly.
‘Hand me that plug, Su,’ Changmin requests, pushing up to his elbows.
Junsu moves slowly, reaching for the blue toy and passing it over after wiping it clean on his pants. Changmin murmurs a thank you as he shifts Yunho’s thigh up against the man’s chest and slides the plug inside Yunho’s red and stretched hole. He taps Yunho’s bottom before easing the man’s leg back down, feeling increasingly in need of a nap as he snuggles to the side of Yunho’s body.
‘Thank you, Minnie,’ Yunho presses a kiss to his lips, smiling happily.
‘Where’d the toy come from?’ Jaejoong asks curiously.
‘Fan gifts,’ Yunho supplies cheerfully. ‘One of the gifts our manager confiscated.’
Jaejoong, Junsu and Yoochun nod in understanding. It’s easy to see how content and relaxed their leader is. Yunho has finally gotten what he needed and stretches cheerfully, smug like the cat that ate the cream. The others watch him curiously as he curls against Changmin, closing his eyes and blissfully sleepy.
‘I suppose we owe you an apology, Min,’ Yoochun’s voice sounds beside him and he hears Junsu and Jaejoong resignedly grumble in agreement.
‘I’ll forgive you on one condition,’ Changmin smirks, holding Yunho tighter.
The three look at Changmin expectantly, slightly apprehensive but Yunho just smiles, face pressed to Changmin’s chest.
‘Call me hyung.’
A/N: bahaha you’re all stuck with me for three days in a row >:D
Empress, I hope your exam went well, I’m going to flirt with all the nurses at the hospital tomorrow whilst thinking of you :P
Author: vaguelynormal
Pairing: OT5
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Changmin discovers the group’s secret.
And he can’t stop thinking about it.
Previous chapters: 1 2 3 4
Yunho stays with Changmin in their shared room that night, the other three feeling the cold tension their leader exudes and carefully keeping out of his way. Changmin tries not to become too smug as Yunho turns to him for comfort, mostly because it bothers him that Yunho was clearly hurt by Jaejoong’s words earlier. Together they sit on Yunho’s bed, Changmin cradling Yunho’s back to his chest. With every inhale, he’s assaulted by Yunho’s scent, a tantalising blend of sweat, soap and Yunho’s delectable skin. It’s unique to Yunho and Changmin never thought he’d find another man’s scent quite so arousing. He wills back his desire, focusing on soothing instead, running his hands down Yunho’s sides and resting his chin on the man’s shoulder. Yunho barely pays him any attention, lost in thought and his teeth worry at his soft lower lip. Changmin can’t help but reach up and gently tug the flesh free from Yunho’s gnawing.
‘Yunho,’ Changmin says softly, ‘are you alright?’
Yunho turns his head, allowing Changmin to glimpse the edge of grief in his eyes. The leader nods and Changmin doesn’t have the heart to argue, nuzzling into his neck instead.
‘I didn’t think it would be this difficult,’ Yunho says quietly. ‘Junsu was always so supportive and understanding- Yoochun too. Jaejoong- Jaejoong was never like this, I don’t know what has changed to make him so aggressive.’
‘Maybe he’s jealous,’ Changmin suggests, arms wrapping around Yunho’s waist.
‘Why?’ Yunho questions, frowning heavily. ‘What does he have to be jealous of?’
Changmin shrugs, ‘I don’t know. Maybe he’s not pleased that now he has to share you with one more person. Or maybe he’s just a hormonal bitch.’
‘But it’s not that different, he wasn’t like this when I started sleeping with Yoochun,’ the leader laces his fingers with Changmin’s where they rest on his stomach.
‘Jaejoong and Yoochun are close- he probably understood why Yoochun needed you too. And Junsu already got there first, right? So Jaejoong always knew he had to share with him,’ Changmin theorises. ‘He can’t understand my motives so he’s suspicious.’
Yunho lets out a soft chuckle and Changmin feels it reverberate against his chest through Yunho’s body. ‘To be honest, I’m not sure I understand why you want me either.’
Changmin squeezes his arms around Yunho tightly - possessively- and snarls. ‘Don’t say that. Don’t ever say that, Yunho,’ he warns.
Yunho nods weakly, slumping back against Changmin’s chest and Changmin finally loosens his hold. ‘It’s just hard-‘
‘Don’t let your insecurities ruin this,’ Changmin snaps, suddenly irritable. He’s tempted to push Yunho away in his foul mood but chooses to calm his breathing, closing his eyes for a moment. He can feel the faint beat of Yunho’s heart against his body and lets it soothe him.
‘I’m sorry, Min,’ the man apologises, turning in his arms to meet his eyes. ‘It’s just this is new and sudden.’
Changmin scowls for a moment before kissing Yunho full on the mouth. ‘Just relax, Yunho. Don’t let it get to you.’
Yunho gives Changmin a tight smile, falling back into Changmin’s arms. ‘I just don’t want it to become us against them, you know?’ Yunho sighs in exasperation, digging his fingers into the bed covers.
‘I know,’ Changmin soothes, cupping Yunho’s face in his palms and leaning in to lay kisses over his cheeks and temple. ‘I'll think of a way to fix it, I promise.’
The leader climbs into Changmin’s lap, straddling his thighs as he kisses him fiercely, pressing their bodies together. Changmin moans into the kiss, feeling his cock harden as Yunho’s lips insistently nudge his wider to sneak in his tongue. His fingers grip Yunho’s hips hard, undoubtedly leaving a mark. Changmin flips them over quickly, pressing Yunho down into the sheets.
Yunho moans, bucking up against him. ‘I thought you wanted me to ride you?’ he flashes a cheeky smile at Changmin.
Changmin laughs. ‘I said nothing about that, however, it is an excellent idea,’ he begins to suckle a path down Yunho’s exposed throat.
‘We should think of a safe word,’ Yunho muses suddenly and Changmin pauses for only a moment in his assault on Yunho’s neck.
‘It could be Jaejoong,’ Changmin says darkly.
Yunho smiles, a little confused as he meets Changmin’s eyes. ‘Why?’
‘Because that would ruin my erection fairly quickly,’ Changmin mutters.
Yunho bursts into loud peals of laughter, his body shaking with mirth. Changmin tickles his sides as he sneaks Yunho’s t-shirt higher, grinning despite himself.
‘We don’t need a safe word though,’ Changmin says as Yunho sits up and raises his arms to allow his shirt to be pulled off. ‘If there’s something you’re uncomfortable with, we can just discuss it. Except not that ridiculous thing about you not wanting me to get you off, I enjoy that too much.’
Yunho blushes and offers him a shy smile, pulling Changmin closer. Changmin can’t resist taking advantage of Yunho’s bared skin and presses his lips to Yunho’s stomach, blowing air against the tight seal and causing Yunho to squirm and giggle as his skin tingles and vibrates, the loud noise drowned by his laughter. Changmin silently vows to make Yunho laugh more often, already wondering how it would feel to be inside Yunho again as the man shakes with laughter.
Changmin enjoys having Yunho to himself for the next week or so but it’s obvious Yunho misses the others. Yunho always loved his role of peacemaker in the group and now he’s the cause of turmoil, the leader doesn’t know what to do with himself. It makes for awkward rehearsals but it forces Changmin and Yunho closer and Changmin does his best to distract the leader. He learns the ins and outs of Yunho’s body- his limits and desires - and exploits them to the best of his ability. It’s not easy to curb his appetite for sex in public so Changmin greatly looks forward to the end of the day when he can touch Yunho as much as he wants. Changmin learns a lot about Yunho in the space of a few weeks- more than he ever thought he’d have the privilege to know- but he discovers plenty about his own needs and desires, his creativity becoming unleashed. He and Yunho both crave elements of control, as do the others.
Jaejoong, Yoochun and Junsu skirt around them both, sending Changmin dark looks to which he responds with a smirk. The three of them are playing a game with him and Changmin not only intends to win, but has something far more fun in mind.
On their next day off, the five of them rest in their apartment. Changmin thinks about calling Kyuhun or maybe going for a jog as he steps into their shared bathroom. He hasn’t seen Yunho all morning but now he knows where the leader has been thanks to the telltale mess of water and wet towels littering the tiles in the bathroom. Changmin feels his temper flare and inhales deeply to reel back his frustration. It’s been a long couple of weeks and Changmin mulls over taking out his pent up anger on Yunho. Briefly, he muses that Yunho might be intentionally trying to trigger a reaction from him. Either way, Changmin intends to punish the man.
Changmin storms his way into the living room. Yoochun’s made himself comfortable on an armchair with his headphones and some music sheets whilst Junsu is fixated on his video games. Neither of them pays Changmin much attention until Yunho wanders out from the kitchen and into the room. He takes in Changmin’s furious expression and gives him a curious look in return, eyes rounding with that annoying innocence that never seems to leave him. Changmin’s snatches hold of his wrist quickly dragging him forward before bending Yunho over their dining table. Yunho lets out a soft noise of surprise as his chest is pinned to the table, Changmin pressing up against his body. Junsu immediately drops his controller but doesn’t say a word; both Yoochun and Junsu are frozen in shock as Changmin manhandles Yunho.
‘How many times do I have to tell you not to leave a mess in the bathroom, hyung?’ Changmin growls.
‘I’m sorry, Min,’ Yunho says pitifully, giving Changmin an apologetic glance over his shoulder.
It’s a look designed to instil sympathy in Changmin and he feels the corner of his mouth twitch into a smirk as he feels Yunho push back against his crotch.
Yunho definitely wants to play Changmin’s game.
Changmin sneers, pushing Yunho harder against the table and reaching around his waist to unbutton the man’s jeans and tug them down, along with underwear around his thighs. ‘You should know better by now- how many times do I have to punish you for this?’
Yunho shivers as his ass is exposed but he keeps his gaze forward. ‘I’m sorry, Changmin, I won’t do it again.’
Changmin smacks Yunho hard, the man letting out a yelp of surprise before he quickly bites his lip. Yunho knows better than to make noise during a punishment. Several harsh blows land on Yunho’s ass, reddening the flesh and making it jiggle slightly with each hit. He can hear Junsu protesting and Jaejoong is drawn out of the kitchen by the loud noise Changmin’s palm makes on Yunho’s skin but Changmin doesn’t pause his abuse, continuing to spank Yunho until he is content.
When Changmin does stop, Yunho’s skin is bright red and the man hard and shaking with anticipation. Changmin roughly tugs the man’s pants back up and does up the fly with deft fingers. Yunho straightens, brushing down his clothes with trembling hands and staring at Changmin hungrily.
‘Go clean it up,’ Changmin orders, giving Yunho another smack on the ass as the man hurries from the room to do his bidding.
Changmin swoops to pick up his book from the coffee table and settles onto the couch across the room. He opens the book in his lap and begins to read when Jaejoong moves to stand in front of him.
‘What the hell was that, Changmin?’ Jaejoong hisses, pointing at the dining table.
‘Punishment,’ Changmin answers simply, turning a page.
‘You can’t just-‘ Junsu begins but Changmin gives him a pointed look and he falters.
‘I think you’ll find that I can,’ he returns to reading his book, thumbing a page every minute or so as the three members still seem stiff with shock.
Ten minutes must pass because Yunho stumbles back into the room, the bottoms of his jeans soaked from cleaning the mess off the floor and his cock still bulging at the front of his pants. He kneels on the ground in front of Changmin, giving him a reticent look but Changmin ignores him, beginning a new chapter in his novel. Minutes pass and Changmin continues to read, flipping through page after page as Yunho waits for his attention. Yoochun still remains in his armchair, watching avidly from across the room and Jaejoong and Junsu stand beside Yunho, nudging him to get him to stand.
‘Come on, Yunho-yah,’ Jaejoong tries to tempt Yunho, his voice gentle. ‘Get up.’
‘Hyung,’ Junsu tugs at Yunho’s arm. ‘Come sit with us. You can play video games with me.’
Yunho doesn’t even break his gaze, Changmin stealthily observes from over the top of his book. His eyes flicker over the words on the page, but Changmin’s barely concentrating. He can’t focus on the text, but he keeps his expression cool and nonchalant as he listens in.
‘Yunho, get off the floor,’ Jaejoong urges before glaring at Changmin. ‘What are you playing at, Changmin?’ he hisses. ‘Don’t forget that you’re the maknae- you’d better respect your hyung-deul.’
‘Be quiet, Jaejoong,’ Yunho says firmly, still watching Changmin intensely. His words are sudden and uncompromising, the tone of the group’s leader when he’s at the end of his patience.
It has Changmin intrigued and he lowers his book for a moment to meet Yunho’s determined gaze.
They lock eyes for a long moment, Changmin reading the immense, overwhelming desire in the depths of Yunho’s eyes and his obedience in the rigidity of his muscles. Yunho wants Changmin badly, even more than he wants his approval. Changmin spreads his legs lazily and Yunho instantly shuffles forward on his knees, careful not to touch. Changmin can tell he wants to though, especially when Yunho’s eyes dart to his crotch and he wets his lips.
‘You don’t deserve a reward after just receiving a punishment, Yunho,’ Changmin says tiredly, eyes skimming another page before he turns it.
Yunho doesn’t say anything but he waits there, so eager he unconsciously leans closer. Jaejoong and Junsu settle onto another couch without saying anything, but Changmin knows they’re watching this interaction, confused as to what’s going on. Changmin doesn’t want to spoil the game by revealing it too soon.
‘Changmin,’ Yunho eventually calls, as Changmin begins yet another chapter of his book. He keeps his voice soft, afraid of inciting Changmin’s anger but desperate for his attention.
Changmin thinks Yunho must be desperate to come by now.
‘What?’ Changmin says irritably, breaking his focus and lowering the book to his lap.
‘Please,’ Yunho begs, his eyes wide and pleading.
‘It’s not my fault you got hard,’ Changmin states plainly. ‘You’ll have to learn to take your punishments better.’
‘I will! I’m sorry,’ the man promises, hands coming to rest on Changmin’s thighs. ’Please.’
It’s a bold action and Changmin should scold him for it but he’s hard too. He wants Jaejoong, Yoochun and Junsu to witness how much power he has over Yunho and he knows Yunho wants them to watch- gets off on it. Changmin picks up his book again, feigning nonchalance as he gives Yunho a quick, ‘fine. You may.’
Yunho rushes forward, fingers already undoing Changmin’s fly, dragging the material down before that hot mouth is engulfing his length. Changmin almost lets out a pleasured noise as the man sucks eagerly, treating his erection as though it’s a great treat as he licks at it hungrily. He works hard to concentrate on his novel, turning the pages almost systematically as Yunho blows him, trying to appear unaffected. He knows the others are probably watching with their mouths open in shock but Changmin chooses to ignore them for now. Soft hands find his balls, caressing gently and squeezing in time with the rhythmic descent of Yunho’s mouth and Changmin puts all his effort into keep is features schooled and in control.
‘Watch your teeth,’ Changmin comments as Yunho sinks lower, the tip of his cock hitting the back of Yunho’s throat. Yunho is being careless in his enthusiasm and Changmin holds the man down with a hand in his hair until Yunho seems to remember who is in control. They lock eyes for a moment, Yunho’s lips stretched exquisitely around Changmin’s cock and Changmin feels himself pulse in the man’s mouth. Yunho groans deeply, eyelashes fluttering as his eyes close in pleasure and he sucks hard. Changmin pulls him up so that Yunho can lick at the tip, trying for more of a taste. Finally, Changmin puts his book aside, carefully bookmarking the page.
He glances around the room. Jaejoong and Junsu are stunned but Yoochun is hard in his pants, staring at Changmin’s cock disappearing into Yunho’s mouth. Changmin smirks- Yoochun is the weakest link in the three. ‘Strip,’ Changmin orders, pulling Yunho off his cock.
Yunho quickly disposes of his shirt, standing briefly to shuck his pants and underwear before kneeling back on the carpet. His cock is so hard and red, Changmin’s not sure he’s ever seen Yunho so aroused and beautiful.
‘You look so pretty, my pet,’ Changmin compliments, reaching forward to brush fingertips down the column of Yunho’s neck. He stops at the thin leather collar he buckled there yesterday when he presented it as a gift. The golden disc glimmers at the hollow of Yunho’s throat and he toys with the skin-warmed metal. Engraved are the words: ’Property of TVXQ.’ Changmin smiles. Yunho straightens and blushes, heart rate increasing and Changmin leans in close and runs fingertips down his spine, stopping just above the cleft and tracing words in Hangeul there. He doubts Yunho can fathom more than the delicate tickle of fingertips over such an intimate spot but Changmin writes his name in the dip of Yunho’s back. ‘Look what you’ve done to Yoochun, pet,’ Changmin whispers just loudly enough for his words to carry. ‘I think you had better take care of that.’
Yunho nods, his cheeks flushed with the thrill and excitement that comes whenever he follows Changmin’s instructions and he crawls his way across the room. Yoochun’s breath hitches as Yunho slips between his legs and presses his cheek affectionately against the man’s clothed erection. Changmin can see that Jaejoong and Junsu are waiting with bated breath too. Yoochun meets Changmin’s eyes and Changmin gives the man a smile and a nod as Yunho pulls the pianist’s sweat pants down and takes a long lick at his erection. Yoochun groans, hips automatically bucking and Yunho takes him into his mouth. The man’s eyes shut as Yunho swallows his length, working it between spit-slickened plump lips with an air of expertise only Yunho and the finest of porn stars seem to manage. Changmin knows he won’t last long and fiddles in the back of a drawer in the coffee table for the lube he stashed there days earlier. He tosses the bottle to Junsu before making his way over to Yoochun and Yunho.
Changmin kneels beside Yunho, hands encasing the man’s hips and Yunho instinctively juts backwards, arching his spine and giving Changmin, Junsu and Jaejoong a good view of the baby blue plug nestled between his cheeks. Changmin smiles as he hears Jaejoong mutter a curse, hands spreading Yunho wider and massaging the taut flesh. Yunho moans around Yoochun’s cock, pushing back into Changmin’s hands. When Changmin saw the plug earlier he had wondered how long the man had been wearing it. Had Yunho played with himself after his shower, knowing he’d incite Changmin’s rage? Changmin’s pleased he won’t have to waste time on preparation as he eases the toy from Yunho’s clenching body. He drops the plug in Yoochun’s lap and smirks as the man’s eyes widen in surprise before watching Changmin line up and thrust in. As Changmin pushes into Yunho’s tight heat, Yunho slips forward, engulfing more of Yoochun’s cock and keening loudly as he’s filled to depths the toy hadn’t been able to reach.
Changmin draws back, pulling Yunho with him and allowing the man room to continue lavishing his affection on Yoochun’s dick. Yunho digs his fingers into Yoochun’s thighs, bracing himself as Changmin thrusts back in roughly, building up a fast pace that has Yunho throwing his head back and moaning loudly, eyes squeezed shut as pleasure and pain flood his senses.
‘Are you okay?’ Junsu asks, suddenly standing beside them. He reaches to caress Yunho’s cheek but holds himself back at the last minute.
Yunho doesn’t answer, too distracted by the way Changmin stretches him open, filling him completely. Changmin bites at Yunho’s shoulder, nibbling up the man’s neck to whisper in his ear. ‘Answer him, Yunho,’ Changmin commands, holding Yunho upright against his chest as he continues to fuck the man. ‘Tell him what you want.’
‘Junsu,’ Yunho says breathily, hardly able to articulate himself as Changmin pushes deep. He reaches for Junsu’s fly but the singer steps just out of reach. ‘Please, Junsu,’ he begs. ‘I want…I need…’ Yunho stumbles over the words.
‘What do you want, Yunho?’ Changmin grins, pausing his thrusts, buried deep inside the man. ‘Do you want him to fuck you? To come on your face? In your mouth? Inside you or on your perky little chest?’ Changmin taunts, fingers squeezing the flesh of Yunho’s chest, pulling the hard nubs taut.
Yunho arches and whimpers under Changmin’s touch, his cock twitching in response. ‘All of that,’ Yunho pants, hips undulating to fuck himself on Changmin’s cock. ‘Please, use me,’ Yunho begs.
‘All of us?’ Changmin asks, tilting Yunho’s head back by the hair.
Yunho moans, his neck extended beautifully, emphasising the dark red collar and golden tag. ‘Yes, god, yes,’ Yunho’s voice is hoarse with desire.
Changmin feels him clench viciously around his cock as Yoochun leans forward to inspect the round disc, mouthing the words. ‘Property?’ he questions.
‘Yunho belongs to us,’ Changmin smirks, adding thrusts of his own to Yunho’s rhythm. ‘Don’t you, pet?’
Yunho whines, his cock dripping precum down his thigh and his back melded to Changmin’s chest. ‘Yes, all of you, please,’ he begs.
Yoochun scoots to the edge of his chair and Changmin pushes Yunho forward, face pressed into the man’s lap. Yunho quickly gets the message, taking Yoochun back into his mouth and judging from Yoochun’s expression, sucking hard. Changmin rebuilds a fast rhythm, fucking Yunho fast and hard, propelling the man forward. He pistons his hips quickly, body smacking against the reddened flesh of Yunho’s ass and his cock barely eased by the remnants of lube leftover from the toy. It makes for an incredible experience, Yunho’s body gripping him tightly and radiating heat from his core. Changmin loves every second of it and he knows Jaejoong and Junsu are increasingly envious of his privilege.
Yoochun is so far down Yunho’s throat that when he comes, the leader starts to cough and splutter, trying desperately to swallow. Changmin smirks, pulling Yunho off Yoochun’s cock and relishing every spurt of white that decorates his face, Yoochun stroking himself frantically through climax. Yunho pants, taking in much needed oxygen and licking his lips free of cum. The leader looks content and happy, ribbons of cum dribbling down his chin and his hole clenching hard around Changmin. Yunho quietly thanks a satiated Yoochun who sags back into the chair. The sight of Yunho’s pleased face streaked with Yoochun’s release and the sheer arousal emanating from the leader, peaks Changmin’s own sense of gratification and he fucks Yunho too quickly to have rhythm. He’s animalistic in his thrusts, shallow and purely pleasure-driven. Yunho always brings out the hedonistic monster in Changmin.
‘How typical- Changmin fucks like an inexperienced teenager,’ Jaejoong sneers. ‘This won’t last long.’
At that moment, Yunho groans, splattering the floor with cum whilst Changmin maintains a fast pace. The leader gasps for breath beneath him, hands digging into Yoochun’s thighs as he tries to withstand the impetus of Changmin’s thrusts. He looks strung-out, pupils blown, hair ruffled and panting on all fours. Changmin thinks he’s never looked better, yanking the leader against his chest again and turning the man’s head for a kiss. He makes it as obscene as possible, all tongue and teeth, showing his ownership of the man in his lap. When Changmin breaks away, he stares hard at the other members in challenge.
Changmin doesn’t bother to correct Jaejoong, used to the man’s barbs, but to everyone’s surprise, Yunho does.
‘Actually, Changmin always makes me come first- usually twice before he does,’ Yunho states, still a little breathless and his strong thighs working to ride Changmin’s cock.
Changmin smirks and then eyes the bulge in Junsu’s pants. ‘Do you want help with that?’ he raises an eyebrow in question at the singer.
As if magnetised by need, Junsu gravitates towards them, reaching out to caress Yunho’s jaw. Junsu’s known Yunho the longest- they were close long before Jaejoong came on the scene and they’re all aware of the history between them. Changmin still doesn’t know how it started, but Junsu was the first to understand and fulfil Yunho’s needs and despite his earlier hesitance, anyone can see what Yunho wants and needs right now. Junsu fingers the collar, inspecting it before giving Yunho a nod and letting the man press his face into his crotch, nuzzling the bulge.
Changmin shares a warm smile with Junsu, the first in a long time, spreading his legs and in turn forcing Yunho’s wider. ‘Do you want both of us, Yunho?’ he asks, voice soft and seductive.
He rotates his hips slowly- tantalising but not quite enough for the ever-greedy Yunho. Yunho moans into Junsu’s erection, face still pressed to the cloth and undoubtedly trying to mouth the hard length encased.
‘I can’t hear you,’ Changmin hardens his voice, reminding Yunho to keep in line.
Yunho pulls away, looking up into Junsu’s eyes before exhaling in a loud rush. ‘Yes, he begs, pleading to his old friend with his eyes. ‘I need it.’
‘Who could resist you?’ Junsu chuckles huskily, wiping a little cum from Yunho’s cheek and bringing it to his mouth for a taste.
Yoochun groans and to Changmin and Yunho’s delight, Junsu gives a twitch of a coy smile before sinking to his knees. Changmin can almost feel Yunho’s heart pound in excitement, his body tight around him as Junsu eases between spread thighs, the bottle of lube Changmin gave him earlier open in his hand. The other members are sexy, certainly, but Changmin never thought he’d really share Yunho’s excitement in this moment. Cold gel drips onto Yunho’s skin and over Changmin’s cock and he makes sure Yunho is spread even wider to allow Junsu to fit, Yoochun slipping onto the floor to help hold the leader steady. Changmin feels fingers press against Yunho’s rim, searching for enough give to slide a digit in beside his erection. Yunho jolts as it slips in, but doesn’t protest- it’s clear to see how much he wants it, biting his lip in anticipation of the pain to come.
Junsu has skilful hands and makes quick work of fitting fingers inside Yunho, his knuckles pressing up against Changmin’s cock in the stretched confines of the leader’s body. Yunho whimpers and rocks his hips as Junsu carefully works him open and Yoochun pulls him into a kiss. Changmin smiles as Yoochun kisses their leader languidly, his lips soft but insistent against Yunho’s and Changmin can feel Yunho clench around him excitedly. He looks away from the kiss and stares directly at Jaejoong who watches them irritably from the side. Changmin can tell by the way his fingers twitch that Jaejoong is impatient to touch but not ready to relent yet. His slow descent in resisting Changmin’s game provides Changmin with immense pleasure and as Junsu’s cock pushes in beside his, stretching Yunho to the limit, Changmin feels high from the exhilaration.
Yunho arches between them, pulling away from Yoochun’s mouth to let out a passionate cry. His nails scrape raised red lines down Junsu’s chest and Changmin smiles, biting at the broad, beautiful shoulders in front of him whilst they wait for the signal to move. Junsu swears, eyes squeezed shut as Yunho clenches tighter, his body beginning to shake and both Changmin and Junsu, hold him closer, steadying him for the moment to come. They all cry out as Yoochun slips a hand between Junsu and Yunho, gripping Yunho’s cock and stroking it to hardness, causing Yunho to push down suddenly, taking them further. The leader tests his reign on movement, shifting his hips and Junsu, who rarely curses, lets out a litany of obscene words. Changmin laughs and presses a kiss to Yunho’s cheek, palms cupping the man’s chest, playing with taut nipples and the sweat breaking over his skin.
‘You’re doing so well, pet,’ Changmin praises.
‘So, so well, Yunho,’ Junsu pants, eyes on Changmin’s fingertips drawing Yunho’s nipples taut and obviously affected by the show.
Junsu’s hands cover Changmin’s squeezing firmly in an oddly reassuring gesture, Changmin catching a hint of apology before hands still slightly slick with lubricant pinch hard at the peaked little nubs. Changmin grins, scratching blunt nails across Yunho’s chest before leaning forward and kissing Junsu full on the mouth. It’s soft as expected, but better than the feel of Junsu’s plump lips is the look of surprise on the singer’s face before he grins back.
‘Do you like having this brat in you, Yunho?’ Junsu asks the leader but his tone is teasing, the affection they’ve always shared as friends beginning to return.
Yunho nods, inhaling carefully as though the slightest twitch might hurt too much. ‘So much,’ the leader says honestly and Changmin feels his chest seize for a moment. ‘Both of you.’
Changmin’s oddly proud of Yunho in a way, he and Junsu sharing another smile as they wait for Yunho’s body to relax enough to move. Yoochun seems to be too, gently cleaning the mess of drying cum from the leader’s face, licking erotically at patches of skin whilst he continues to pump Yunho’s burgeoning erection. Changmin can hear the pianist whispering sweet words to Yunho, praising their leader’s strength and beautiful body. He thinks he hears words of gratitude too and Changmin begins to understand why Yoochun needs this too- Yoochun always liked to feel connected with all the members, making the band his family.
It’s Junsu who begins to move with resolution, adding more lubricant before pushing back in beside Changmin. The drag out causes Changmin to shift in the tight confines of Yunho’s body too and he lets Junsu set the pace, the singer rocking his pelvis forward with all the grace he possesses when dancing on stage. It feels amazing inside Yunho, stifling surrounded by intense pressure but astounding all the same with the heat of Junsu’s erection beside his own, each thrust running along the sensitive underside of Changmin’s cock. Yunho moans, surging forward to kiss Junsu and then Yoochun. When he breaks apart, mouth swollen and shining from saliva, Changmin tilts his head back and takes a kiss for himself. Their tongues tangle, teeth sharp over soft lips and it’s messy and raw but Yunho and Changmin know exactly what it is- a challenge to Jaejoong.
Yunho locks eyes with Jaejoong in a searing gaze before he starts to move, rocking his hips down and riding their cocks. The noises that erupt from the leader’s mouth are sinful and send sharp spikes of arousal through Changmin’s body, culminating low in his belly. Changmin touches as much bare skin as he can, guiding the grinding hips and helping to set the pace. He’s beginning to feel close to orgasm, straddling the brink of overwhelming pleasure. Yunho’s body feels heavenly around him, he and Junsu’s hands overlapping over Yunho’s waist as they begin pushing up into Yunho’s arching, shaking body.
‘Fuck,’ Yunho’s head rolls back to rest on Changmin’s shoulder, thighs straining to keep bouncing between them. His expression is blissful, choked moans escaping him as he shudders with intense pleasure, cock dripping cum onto Yoochun’s hand as the pianist pumps him fast. He’s not far from release and neither is Changmin, bucking up eagerly as Yunho moves sensually in his lap. As Changmin’s arousal peaks, ecstasy pumping through his veins and overloading his nervous system, Yunho lets out a strangled cry, eyes fluttering closed as Changmin fills him. Changmin tenses, letting Junsu and Yunho milk the last of his orgasm from him. To his surprise, Yoochun leans across and kisses him full on the mouth. Changmin smiles into the kiss, cupping Yoochun’s jaw to meld their lips together, teasing his tongue over the swell of Yoochun’s plump upper lip. It’s unexpected but entirely pleasant and Changmin is glad Yoochun was brave enough to suddenly kiss him after ignoring him for weeks. It distracts him from the strange sensation of softening inside Yunho whilst Junsu continues to push in alongside him, flesh still swollen and pulsing with need.
Changmin turns to find Yunho watching them with lust in his eyes and he pulls the leader roughly into their messy kiss, all tongues, teeth and too much saliva but it’s hot in a way- being this connected. Junsu and Changmin share Yunho’s body, whilst he and Yoochun both enjoy Yunho’s kiss. Changmin is no longer the band member excluded; it’s Jaejoong who stands just out of reach. A sense of resignation washes through Changmin as he breaks the kiss- he knows it breaks Yunho’s heart to be without all of the members and that it’s something Changmin will need to fix. He locks eyes with the eldest in challenge when Junsu suddenly draws out, standing shakily to stroke himself, thick spurts of hot cum landing on Yunho’s chin and neck, dripping onto his chest. The sensation and act drives Yunho wild and Changmin can feel the man clenching erratically around his spent cock.
Junsu lets Yunho have a quick lick of his cock and fingers, whispering praise before slumping onto the armchair. For a moment, Changmin feels inclined to do the same but it’s not over yet; they haven’t given Yunho everything he needs.
‘Jaejoong,’ Changmin calls and Yoochun and Yunho break their kiss to stare in the eldest’s direction. ‘Yunho needs you.’
Jaejoong scowls weakly, obviously sorely tempted and he takes a small step forwards. Yunho whimpers and Changmin knows the man wants to throw himself at the eldest, the remnants of obedience barely keeping him back.
‘Yunho?’ Jaejoong questions, eyes on the leader still naked in Changmin’s lap. ‘Come here,’ he beckons.
Yunho moves quickly but Changmin is fast, trapping the man with firm arms around his waist. ‘You come here,’ Changmin challenges. ‘I’m not going to pull out.’
He smirks at Jaejoong’s disgruntled expression, daring the older man to play his game. Yunho tenses with excitement in his lap, remaining still, trusting him implicitly and it fills Changmin with a sense of exhilaration of his own. Jaejoong steps in front of Yunho, threading fingers into the man’s hair and Changmin feels Yunho shiver.
‘Get off of Changmin, Yunho,’ Jaejoong requests softly.
Changmin doesn’t even restrain the leader- Yunho remains firmly in position, his body twitching around his stirring cock. His orders supersede the others’ now that Yunho knows how much satisfaction Changmin’s games can bring.
‘He wants both of us, Jaejoong,’ Changmin informs the eldest. ‘Yunho needs all of us. I don’t really want to, but we have to learn to share.’
Yunho turns his head to kiss Changmin’s cheek and he has to wipe a little of Junsu’s release off his skin, his smile twisting into a look of disgust. Jaejoong barely contains a chuckle and Changmin glares at him. Changmin vows to play roughly with the eldest once this issue between them and Yunho is resolved- Jaejoong had a one-touch or two due. Instead he pulls Yunho’s arms behind his back, thrusting the man’s potent chest out. Jaejoong’s nostrils flare as he inhales deeply; taking in the sight of Yunho’s ample pectorals, dusky nipples peaked in arousal. He trails fingers through the drying mess on Yunho’s chin and feeds it back to their pet whom suckles his digits eagerly.
Jaejoong gives the briefest of smiles before pushing his pants low and taking his erection into his hand, stroking firmly. There’s a short little barbell just under the ridge of the crown, two silver bearings shining brightly against the flushed red of Jaejoong’s circumcision scar and Changmin finds himself sorely tempted to flick at the piercing. Yunho clenches down hard around Changmin at the sight and Changmin feels himself harden, just as aroused as Yunho. Yunho’s breath hitches as Jaejoong moves closer, pressing the reddened tip of his cock to Yunho’s cheek, smearing a drop of precum as he swipes lower, rubbing himself over the leader’s plump mouth. Jaejoong pushes into Yunho’s mouth quickly, eyes closing in pleasure as the man takes him deep in his throat. Changmin’s cock twitches and he knows Yunho feels it swelling inside him when the leader moans around Jaejoong’s cock. Yunho works Jaejoong’s erection between his lips quickly, his mouth wet with saliva that runs down his chin. It’s clear the eldest won’t last much longer under Yunho’s enthusiastic ministrations so Changmin pulls Yunho off by the hair.
‘Turn around and straddle me,’ he orders a dazed and horny Yunho.
Changmin helps ease Yunho’s tired muscles up, slapping the man’s ass when he takes too long. Yunho moans as he swings a leg over Changmin’s lap, guiding Changmin’s cock back inside his stretched hole, his own hard length rubbing deliciously against Changmin’s abdomen. He shakes and Changmin knows he must be desperate to come but is waiting for permission. Changmin gestures for Jaejoong to join them before kissing Yunho’s swollen, red lips passionately. He feels the jolt as Jaejoong slips a finger in beside him, Yunho’s passage still tight but it has enough give to handle both of them with only minimal pain now. The moment Jaejoong pushes in alongside him, Changmin takes Yunho’s length into his hand, stroking slowly as the eldest begins to rock in the last inch or so, his piercing rubbing against Changmin’s underside in a way that’s surprisingly pleasurable.
‘How do you want it, Yunho?’ Changmin whispers darkly.
Yunho groans, grabbing Changmin’s shoulders for balance as Jaejoong crowds his back, pushing in slow and sensuously, hips rolling gracefully. It feels good- a slow burn that has the potential to build into something explosive but it might be best saved for another day when Yunho isn’t strung out and bound to come at the slightest touch.
‘Hard,’ Yunho requests, pressing his face into Changmin’s neck, lapping at the sweat collecting there. It reminds Changmin of a puppy and turns him on immensely.
Jaejoong grunts and thrusts up hard, fingers digging bruises into Yunho’s hips. ‘You know, normally he likes to be blindfolded,’ the eldest points out and Yoochun and Junsu murmur in agreement.
‘He doesn’t need one,’ Changmin assures them, petting Yunho’s hair. ‘Our little pet should see exactly who is fucking him. Isn’t that right, Yunho?’ he cajoles.
Yunho whimpers, legs shaking as they take him hard and fast. He clenches around them both so tightly, as though his body doesn’t want them to withdraw. The leader nods, frotting between them.
Changmin pulls Yunho away from his neck. ‘Look at them, Yunho. The whole group is here,’ he smirks. ‘You’ve almost had us all today.’
‘Fuck,’ Jaejoong swears and Yunho seizes around them erratically, tighter than ever. The eldest pistons in faster, clearly moments away from orgasm, jolting Yunho into Changmin as his thrusts become wilder.
‘Do you like it, pet?’ Changmin teases.
Yunho moans, nodding as he writhes in their laps, straining to take them both. ‘Yes,’ he exhales in a rush, breathless as he’s fucked.
‘Tell us what you want,’ he orders, adding a few thrusts upwards of his own that cause Yunho to choke and stumble over his words.
‘I want you to come,’ Yunho pants, eyes closing as his cheeks flush red. ‘Fill me- cover me with your cum, please,’ the leader begs.
At that moment Jaejoong pulls out completely. ‘On his back,’ he orders and Changmin helps ease Yunho off to roll him onto the carpet.
Jaejoong quickly climbs over the leader, straddling the man’s chest as he strokes himself frantically, cum already dripping onto flushed and sweaty skin. Yunho chokes on a moan as Jaejoong swipes the tip over his nipples, pressing against the taut, brown nubs that perk to attention. It’s not long before thick spurts are hitting Yunho’s chest, covering the fleshy pectorals and peaked nipples, thick strands streaking all the way down to his navel. Yunho bucks up in pleasure, in absolute ecstasy as Jaejoong’s release lands on his chest, hot and immensely satisfying. Jaejoong slumps when he’s done, rolling off to regain his breath.
‘Fuck,’ Jaejoong exhales and Changmin notices his body shaking with the intensity of his climax.
It’s Yoochun who surprises them suddenly, growling Yunho’s name as he strokes himself furiously, pumping his second release once more over Yunho’s face and neck, straddling the man’s face quickly to feed the last of it down their leader’s throat. Yoochun fucks Yunho’s throat fast, English words spilling from his lips that Changmin only recognises from porn and even with the shallow angle, his balls press against Yunho’s chin as he thrusts between swollen, red lips that struggle to create a seal around him. Yunho splutters but enthusiastically swallows the very last of it and Yoochun pets him on a cum-streaked cheek before pulling out and clambering off.
Yunho lies spent on the floor, gasping for breath and covered in cum, his cock still straining for release of it’s own.
‘What do you say, slut?’ Changmin asks sternly, pulling Yunho’s legs wide and thrusting in.
‘Thank you,’ Yunho gasps. ‘Thank you, masters.’
Changmin smirks, rocking his hips low so that his pelvis drags over Yunho’s erection as he moves. ‘I’m going to fuck you properly now,’ he explains calmly. ‘Fill up this greedy little hole of yours whilst the others hold you open for me.’
There’s something in his tone that causes everyone in the room to comply. Yoochun and Junsu split Yunho’s thighs wide whilst Jaejoong takes firm hold of Yunho’s wrists, pinning them above his head. Changmin grabs Yunho by the ass, lifting him into the desired angle before fucking the leader hard and fast. He moves quickly, heart pounding in his chest and his pulse points throbbing as electricity runs through his veins. There’s less lube now that they’re mostly done and his cum from earlier has already dissipated making for incredible friction, even though Yunho is thoroughly stretched now. Changmin grits his teeth as he thrusts at great speed, rolling his hips in a rhythm that matches the pounding in his chest.
Yunho is perfect beneath him, writhing in pleasure and Changmin knows he’s satisfied the older man in every way possible today. Changmin’s given Yunho everything the man had wanted and Yunho takes it greedily, begging for more. He can feel the wet heat pulse over his stomach from Yunho’s swollen erection each time he presses low and knows the man can’t hold out much longer- Changmin won’t last either. Yunho’s too excited, being connected so closely with all of his members caring for his needs that it’s too much for him to endure, his body shaking with the intensity of his oncoming orgasm.
‘Come for me, Yunho,’ Changmin orders, increasing his pace as he fucks Yunho into the floor.
Yunho arches in his band members’ hold, a strangled noise erupting from his throat as he allows himself to let go, his climax soaring through him. Cum splatters his stomach white, along with Changmin’s, his cock twitching between them and Changmin takes mercy, wrapping long fingers around him and helping the bulk of Yunho’s release spill on already stained skin. Yunho keens, bucking eagerly back onto Changmin’s cock, gazing up at him with heated eyes- Yunho wants Changmin to come inside him almost as much as he wanted his own orgasm. Changmin is happy to oblige.
It’s rough, even with Yunho restrained, Changmin pins him down by the shoulders, fucking at a brutal pace. There will be bruises, scratches and carpet burns in the morning but Changmin bets that will give Yunho a thrill too, the man twisting his hands tightly into Jaejoong’s singlet as the eldest grips him firmly by the wrists. Changmin loves seeing Yunho all spread out like this, desperate for him - needy- and it sends a thrill down Changmin’s spine. He feels heat churn in the pit of his stomach, ecstasy rumbling through him and burning its way lower and lower, his balls tightening. Changmin kisses Yunho hard, biting at the malleable flesh as his climax tears through him, knees buckling as he ruts into Yunho’s clenching body. Yunho cries out into the kiss as Changmin spills his load deep inside him, coating him with thick, hot cum. His tongue slides into Yunho’s mouth as the remains of his orgasm drain from his body, leaving him thoroughly exhausted and elated. The taste of Yoochun is still too fresh in Yunho’s mouth for his liking but he enjoys the feel of Yunho’s soft, swollen lips and dominating the other’s mouth. He only draws back when he hears the other members drop beside them, lying back on the carpet now that the rush is over.
Changmin’s not sure if their issues will ever be entirely resolved but they’ve made progress, which is more than enough to satisfy both Changmin and Yunho for now. He pulls out, slumping over Yunho’s body and surreptitiously giving the leader’s still shaking body a warm embrace and kiss to the cheek. Changmin whispers his gratitude and praise in Yunho’s ear, fingers playing with the golden tag on the collar. Yunho mouths his own thanks, smiling brightly.
‘Hand me that plug, Su,’ Changmin requests, pushing up to his elbows.
Junsu moves slowly, reaching for the blue toy and passing it over after wiping it clean on his pants. Changmin murmurs a thank you as he shifts Yunho’s thigh up against the man’s chest and slides the plug inside Yunho’s red and stretched hole. He taps Yunho’s bottom before easing the man’s leg back down, feeling increasingly in need of a nap as he snuggles to the side of Yunho’s body.
‘Thank you, Minnie,’ Yunho presses a kiss to his lips, smiling happily.
‘Where’d the toy come from?’ Jaejoong asks curiously.
‘Fan gifts,’ Yunho supplies cheerfully. ‘One of the gifts our manager confiscated.’
Jaejoong, Junsu and Yoochun nod in understanding. It’s easy to see how content and relaxed their leader is. Yunho has finally gotten what he needed and stretches cheerfully, smug like the cat that ate the cream. The others watch him curiously as he curls against Changmin, closing his eyes and blissfully sleepy.
‘I suppose we owe you an apology, Min,’ Yoochun’s voice sounds beside him and he hears Junsu and Jaejoong resignedly grumble in agreement.
‘I’ll forgive you on one condition,’ Changmin smirks, holding Yunho tighter.
The three look at Changmin expectantly, slightly apprehensive but Yunho just smiles, face pressed to Changmin’s chest.
‘Call me hyung.’
A/N: bahaha you’re all stuck with me for three days in a row >:D
Empress, I hope your exam went well, I’m going to flirt with all the nurses at the hospital tomorrow whilst thinking of you :P