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So Junmyeon does, thrusting hard and relishing the way Yifan's body jerks as he goes in deep. He waits just a little and then starts to move, gradually picking up speed. He's afraid of overdoing it, because how is he supposed to know if Yifan likes it when he can't talk, but Minseok says, "Keep going. He likes it like that."
Somewhere in the back of Junmyeon's mind, he registers how strange it is for Minseok to be encouraging him as he fucks his boyfriend in front of him, but the rest of his brain is too busy getting lost in the delicious pressure of Yifan's body around his cock. With him spread open like this, it's easy to push in deep and hard, over and over, and it feels amazing.
"Touch him." Junmyeon starts when he hears Minseok's voice again after a while, but he's quick to do as he says. Yifan's whole body is flushed and sweaty and he practically convulses when Junmyeon gets a hand around his cock, shaking the bed again. After waiting such a long time, it doesn't take long at all for him to come over his stomach and Junmyeon's hand, his muscles clenching almost enough to drive him over the edge himself.
"Hey, pull out before you come," Minseok demands. "I want to see." His voice is breathy now and Junmyeon wants to see what he looks like when he's not so calm, but he's too close to pause. He jerks his hips almost frantically until he's right there and then pulls out, barely remembering to yank off the condom before stroking himself as he spills on Kris' thighs.
He closes his eyes for a few seconds after, but opens them when he hears a moan from the corner of the room. Minseok is touching himself with more urgency now, probably getting close, and Junmyeon stares for one long moment before climbing off the bed.
"What are you...?" Minseok asks, hesitating for the first time.
Normal Junmyeon wouldn't do this, at least not to Minseok, but there's nothing normal about any of this, so he knees in the small space between the chair and the bed and asks, "Got another condom?"
He relishes the flicker of surprise in Minseok's expression before he smirks, reaching behind his back to produce another condom. He watches as hungrily as Junmyeon rolls it on and then dips his head down to take Minseok's erection into his mouth. It's tempting to tease, to pay Minseok back for making him squirm, but it wouldn't be nice to leave Yifan tied up much longer, and besides, he wants to see Minseok fall apart.
As expected, it doesn't take much. Minseok's hips jerk up and Junmyeon lets him push into his mouth, pursing his lips around him. A little tongue action and Minseok loses it, fisting a hand painfully tightly in Junmyeon's hair as he comes with a low moan.
When Junmyeon pulls off and looks up, Minseok gives him one last smirk. "I wasn't expecting that," he admits. He lets go of Junmyeon's hair and smoothes it back down, his smile turning into something softer and more like what Junmyeon is used to seeing from him. It's a relief but also weird, since now he looks more like the Minseok who watches TV with him and grudgingly watches his dishes and Junmyeon doesn't know how to reconcile that with the Minseok who practically ordered him to fuck Yifan.
Minseok gets to his feet then and moves onto the bed. Junmyeon sits on the armchair and watches, feeling like an interloper, as he takes off the gag. Yifan draws in a loud, shaky breath before grumbling, "I told you we got started too early. You made me wait so long..."
"Sorry," Minseok says lightly, being down for a kiss before removing the blindfold. "But it was worth it in the end, right?"
Yifan's answer is a noncommittal grunt, but he doesn't disagree. Minseok moves to untie his wrists and ankles, massaging his abused limbs when Yifan hisses in pain. When he's finished, leaving Yifan sprawled out on the bed, he leans in for another kiss, more lingering this time.
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"C'mere," Yifan mumbles sleepily, and Junmyeon reluctantly obeys. "Don't get weird," Yifan tells him. "That was good, right? You had fun?" Junmyeon nods. That much is without question true. "Then let's do it again sometime, maybe when I can actually see you."
Junmyeon's eyes go wide at that, looking at Minseok to see if he'll disagree, but he just shrugs, still smiling. "You heard him. If you want, you're welcome back."
Junmyeon swallows hard, trying to process that. He'd be lying if he said that wasn't a very attractive prospect, weirdness and all. "I...yeah. I want."
The others laugh at him, but not in a bad way. Yifan reaches out with one of his giant hands and easily pulls Junmyeon down toward him. "Good," he says, and then seals the deal with a kiss. "Now, if it's okay, I need to take a shower and then sleep for a week..."
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