Possession
Title: Possession
Rating: NC 17
Pairing: Nichkhun/Taecyeon/Jaebeom OT3
Summary: Nichkhun and Taecyeon are angry at Jaebeom and decide to teach him a lesson on possession.
Word Count: 1932
Jaebeom could tell something was wrong the moment he stepped into his room and found Taecyeon and Nichkhun already inside, sitting next to one another on his bed. Jaebeom shut the door behind him in mock confidence and ignored the two men as he walked to his desk chair to turn on his computer.
Taecyeon was the first to speak up. “So, Jay…What are you doing?”
Jay turned his head sideways in order to look at his friend from the corner of his eye while still being able to work the internet.
“Well, I was going to check up on my boys. Art of Movement went to a battle recently and I’ve got to watch their videos to make sure they are still on top of their game, you know?”
He got no reply, but from the sound of scoffing in the background he could tell someone was displeased. As he was just about to start a fan cam on youtube, a large arm blocked his view and ripped out the power cable from the wall.
“Dude! What the hell was that for?” Jay’s angry voice combined with his confused expression whipped around to meet the blank gaze on Nichkhun’s face.
“Sorry, Jay, but tonight is our only time off in months and we plan on using every minute of it to teach you a lesson.” Nichkhun’s serious tone struck a chord somewhere inside of Jaebeom that made him shiver. Nichkhun rarely used a cold voice when talking with him. Did he do something wrong?
Taecyeon leaned over the side of the bed and grabbed what looked to be a black trash bag. He started roughing through it with his hand and Jaebeom’s curiosity was peaked. He couldn’t remember that being there before.
Nichkhun’s strong hands pulled Jaebeom out of his chair and forced him up on his feet.
“What are you-?” Jaebeom’s soft voice was crushed by two even softer lips. Nichkhun’s left hand came up and gripped at the base of Jaebeom’s neck in order to keep him from pulling away while the other hand laid possessively on his waist. Jaebeom’s mouth opened involuntarily when a pink tongue traced his bottom lip. A bit of coaxing was all it took before Jaebeom’s own tongue came out to play and before long a battle for dominance was taking place. The war was all heat and saliva and tongue, and really Jaebeom really didn’t care who won so long as Nichkhun kept caressing his tongue with his own in such a way that made his whole mouth feel numb.
A loud cough made caught Nichkhun’s attention and as the two parted, a thin trail of saliva connected their equally ravished lips before breaking. Jaebeom blushed furiously and let his head drop to his chest in embarrassment.
Taecyeon smiled at the sight and lightly punched Jaebeom on the arm to lighten the mood.
“Hey. So, who’s the gay one now, eh?” Jaebeom’s voice was shaky, but he still managed to fight back and shouted out, “shut your face!”
Nichkhun moved the black bag to the floor as Taecyeon led their confused Leadja to the bed. The great okcat pushed Jaebeom’s should down so that the man was laying flat on the bed while Taecyeon hovered over top of him.
“Do you know why you are being punished today?”
Nichkhun scoffed angrily again as he began to organize a few items out on the floor and Jaebeom watched him work, looking more confused than ever.
“It is because you have forgotten who you owe your loyalty to. But you don’t need to worry, because Khunnie and I will take good care of you and make sure you know just whose property you really are.”
“Taec…I really don’t understand what-?” Taecyeon’s rough finger came up and silenced him.
“Shh. You don’t need to talk, just listen. For tonight, I want you to think about only us. Forget about AOM. They will never be able to make you scream the way we can.”
“What are you talking about-Oh!” Jaebeom’s back arched and his eyes widened in surprise as a high pitched gasp escaped his throat. Taecyeon’s hand had somehow found its way into Jaebeom’s pants and was now slowly stroking his flaccid member.
“Gahh!”
“Shh. What did I just tell you? No talking.” Taecyeon’s mouth soon moved to cover the sounds escaping from the man’s throat. Nichkhun watched silently as walked over to the bed.
Slipping his hands between the two mens’ bodies, Nichkhun managed to pull off Jaebeom’s jeans and boxers all at once. Jaebeom was too preoccupied to notice his current lack of attire and moaned ever harder over the edges of Taecyeon’s lips as the beast’s other hand tweaked a nipple.
Nichkhun could feel himself harden at the sound and he licked his lips in anticipation. His shirt was quickly thrown off and he bent down to unzip his shorts. Not a moment later, he joined the two men on the bed and took over. While Taec moved to the side in order to undress himself, Nichkhun pulled off the last offending clothing in their way and allowed his large hands to smooth down the expanse of the fit, yet fragile body below him.
Jaebeom craned his neck forward to meet Nichkhun’s stare and he visibly gulped at the lust in his eyes.
“Khunnie, I…you…!” This time, Jaebeom cut himself off as he watched Nichkhun plant slow, deliberate kisses down his chest before stopping right above his member. Nichkhun’s mouth hovered over the already leaking head and let his breath invoke goosebumps on the skin. Short nails raked lightly over milky white inner thighs and Jaebeom almost screamed at his friend to just DO something already before a hot breath engulfed him. A cry of relief mixed with pleasure left his still wet lips and he was so unfocused on everything but the feel of Nichkhun’s mouth around his dick that he failed to notice the sound of a cap being opened.
The first finger was unexpected, but only a little discomforting. The second finger hurt like hell, though. And as the third finger squeezed its way passed his walls, Jaebeom cried out, fully distracted from his blowjob because of this new pain.
“Shh. There, there, Leadja. Just relax. I promise you, it will feel good in a moment, but you need to relax.” Taecyeon’s voice tried to comfort him, but Jaebeom could only wince in response. Nichkhun released the member from his mouth and blew on the crown, causing the man to shiver. Reaching up to place his hands behind their Leadja’s head, Nichkhun made sure that their eyes met as he captured his lips in a passionate and surprisingly loving manner that almost broke Jaebeom’s heart from the tenderness.
Taecyeon seized his chance and began to pump his three fingers slowly, in and out, twisting them every once in a while, trying to find the special spot that he knew would make Jaebeom come alive.
As Jaebeom was slowly getting used to the feeling of movement and the pain dulled to a soft ache, Taecyeon’s fingers suddenly brushed something inside of him that sent his whole lower body into a heated spasm. If Taecyeon’s other hand hadn’t sharply gripped the base of his cock, Jaebeom would have cum right there.
“Ah, ah, ah! We’re not ready for you to come just yet!” The rough hand was quickly replaced with a cold metallic choker that seemed to squeeze the life out of Jaebeom and left him gasping into Nichkhun’s mouth.
“Ah, hah…Please! Taec-ah! Let me…I…need-! ” Jaebeom’s breath was stolen as Taecyeon’s cock forced itself deep inside. His eyes rolled back at the tight heat and he hissed under his breath.
Jaebeom felt like his chest was going to explode at the pressure and Nichkhun moved behind him so that he could lay back on his chest as Taecyeon began to thrust into him. Nichkhun’s hands pinched at pert nipples and Jaebeom turned his head to the side in order to continue their previous make-out session.
Jaebeom’s cock was leaking profusely and with another thrust in the right direction, Jaebeom was sent to cloud nine. Nichkhun gave a meaningful glance over Jaebeom’s shoulder and Taecyeon nodded.
Jaebeom felt his own legs wrap themselves around Taecyeon’s waist and his hips began to rock with the motion of his partner as Nichkhun sat up, forcing Jaebeom up with him. Nichkhun firmly held him in place as he shifted most of the Leadja’s weight to fall on his own chest.
“I want to hear you scream our names.”
With only the hot breath on his ear as warning, another cock pushed its way into Jaebeom’s virgin hole and slowly stretched his ass to the point of breaking. Taecyeon hissed at the added strain and dug his nails into Jaebeom’s soft legs.
Jaebeom’s eyes were wide open from the pain and his mouth hung open, letting a high-pitched yell escape his raw throat. At first, the pain was so immense; Jaebeom almost forgot where he was. And then, Nichkhun’s cock stopped deep inside of him and pressed on that spot that made Jaebeom’s vision go blurry and his body to tense up.
Jaebeom unintentionally rolled his hips forward and both men groaned at the feeling. Nichkhun, taking this as a good sign, started to thrust in rhythm with Taecyeon. The two formed a quick pace and with each plunge, Jaebeom felt that little spot of his light on fire. Taecyeon was already starting to lose control of the tempo and Jaebeom felt like he was going to die if he wasn’t allowed to cum, NOW.
Nichkhun’s voice forced its way to Jaebeom’s ears and it took all of his might just to listen.
“This is how it should be: no AOM, only us three. I never want to see you flirting on the phone with ChaCha ever again, do you hear me?” Jaebeom’s strength was limited, but he found it in him to nod obediently.
“I’m going to cum soon. If you want to cum, you better scream for us.” Taecyeon seemed even more out of breath than Jaebeom as he let his hand roam to the metallic brace.
Jaebeom didn’t need to be told twice. As soon as the cock ring was removed, Jaebeom’s dick erupted into a constant stream of hot, white cum that seemed never-ending and oh-so-beautiful. The pleasure was so intense, that even if he hadn’t wanted to, it would have been impossible for him to refrain from screaming. He screeched Taecyeon and Nichkhun’s names so loud he was sure the other 2pm members could hear him, even at the noraebang.
A few seconds of the Leadja’s muscles contracting was all it took for Taekyeon to follow suit and the burning liquid filled the expanse of Jaebeom’s hole, making his eyes fill with tears at the sensation. Taekyeon pulled out and fell to the side, feeling exhausted. Nichkhun forcefully shoved Jaebeom’s now pliant ass up and down on his cock, riding him out until he, too, shot his seed and basked in the heat. Nichkhun laid back onto the bed and Jaebeom fell on top of him, dick still present in his body like a reminder of what just occurred.
Taekyeon curled up to Khun and Jeabeom’s sides and whispered a soft, “good night,” before closing his eyes. Nichkhun wrapped his arms around Jaebeom’s waist and blew air kisses into his ear, making the man giggle tiredly.
“Don’t forget your lesson, Jay-hyung.” But Jaebeom was already fast asleep.
Rating: NC 17
Pairing: Nichkhun/Taecyeon/Jaebeom OT3
Summary: Nichkhun and Taecyeon are angry at Jaebeom and decide to teach him a lesson on possession.
Word Count: 1932
Jaebeom could tell something was wrong the moment he stepped into his room and found Taecyeon and Nichkhun already inside, sitting next to one another on his bed. Jaebeom shut the door behind him in mock confidence and ignored the two men as he walked to his desk chair to turn on his computer.
Taecyeon was the first to speak up. “So, Jay…What are you doing?”
Jay turned his head sideways in order to look at his friend from the corner of his eye while still being able to work the internet.
“Well, I was going to check up on my boys. Art of Movement went to a battle recently and I’ve got to watch their videos to make sure they are still on top of their game, you know?”
He got no reply, but from the sound of scoffing in the background he could tell someone was displeased. As he was just about to start a fan cam on youtube, a large arm blocked his view and ripped out the power cable from the wall.
“Dude! What the hell was that for?” Jay’s angry voice combined with his confused expression whipped around to meet the blank gaze on Nichkhun’s face.
“Sorry, Jay, but tonight is our only time off in months and we plan on using every minute of it to teach you a lesson.” Nichkhun’s serious tone struck a chord somewhere inside of Jaebeom that made him shiver. Nichkhun rarely used a cold voice when talking with him. Did he do something wrong?
Taecyeon leaned over the side of the bed and grabbed what looked to be a black trash bag. He started roughing through it with his hand and Jaebeom’s curiosity was peaked. He couldn’t remember that being there before.
Nichkhun’s strong hands pulled Jaebeom out of his chair and forced him up on his feet.
“What are you-?” Jaebeom’s soft voice was crushed by two even softer lips. Nichkhun’s left hand came up and gripped at the base of Jaebeom’s neck in order to keep him from pulling away while the other hand laid possessively on his waist. Jaebeom’s mouth opened involuntarily when a pink tongue traced his bottom lip. A bit of coaxing was all it took before Jaebeom’s own tongue came out to play and before long a battle for dominance was taking place. The war was all heat and saliva and tongue, and really Jaebeom really didn’t care who won so long as Nichkhun kept caressing his tongue with his own in such a way that made his whole mouth feel numb.
A loud cough made caught Nichkhun’s attention and as the two parted, a thin trail of saliva connected their equally ravished lips before breaking. Jaebeom blushed furiously and let his head drop to his chest in embarrassment.
Taecyeon smiled at the sight and lightly punched Jaebeom on the arm to lighten the mood.
“Hey. So, who’s the gay one now, eh?” Jaebeom’s voice was shaky, but he still managed to fight back and shouted out, “shut your face!”
Nichkhun moved the black bag to the floor as Taecyeon led their confused Leadja to the bed. The great okcat pushed Jaebeom’s should down so that the man was laying flat on the bed while Taecyeon hovered over top of him.
“Do you know why you are being punished today?”
Nichkhun scoffed angrily again as he began to organize a few items out on the floor and Jaebeom watched him work, looking more confused than ever.
“It is because you have forgotten who you owe your loyalty to. But you don’t need to worry, because Khunnie and I will take good care of you and make sure you know just whose property you really are.”
“Taec…I really don’t understand what-?” Taecyeon’s rough finger came up and silenced him.
“Shh. You don’t need to talk, just listen. For tonight, I want you to think about only us. Forget about AOM. They will never be able to make you scream the way we can.”
“What are you talking about-Oh!” Jaebeom’s back arched and his eyes widened in surprise as a high pitched gasp escaped his throat. Taecyeon’s hand had somehow found its way into Jaebeom’s pants and was now slowly stroking his flaccid member.
“Gahh!”
“Shh. What did I just tell you? No talking.” Taecyeon’s mouth soon moved to cover the sounds escaping from the man’s throat. Nichkhun watched silently as walked over to the bed.
Slipping his hands between the two mens’ bodies, Nichkhun managed to pull off Jaebeom’s jeans and boxers all at once. Jaebeom was too preoccupied to notice his current lack of attire and moaned ever harder over the edges of Taecyeon’s lips as the beast’s other hand tweaked a nipple.
Nichkhun could feel himself harden at the sound and he licked his lips in anticipation. His shirt was quickly thrown off and he bent down to unzip his shorts. Not a moment later, he joined the two men on the bed and took over. While Taec moved to the side in order to undress himself, Nichkhun pulled off the last offending clothing in their way and allowed his large hands to smooth down the expanse of the fit, yet fragile body below him.
Jaebeom craned his neck forward to meet Nichkhun’s stare and he visibly gulped at the lust in his eyes.
“Khunnie, I…you…!” This time, Jaebeom cut himself off as he watched Nichkhun plant slow, deliberate kisses down his chest before stopping right above his member. Nichkhun’s mouth hovered over the already leaking head and let his breath invoke goosebumps on the skin. Short nails raked lightly over milky white inner thighs and Jaebeom almost screamed at his friend to just DO something already before a hot breath engulfed him. A cry of relief mixed with pleasure left his still wet lips and he was so unfocused on everything but the feel of Nichkhun’s mouth around his dick that he failed to notice the sound of a cap being opened.
The first finger was unexpected, but only a little discomforting. The second finger hurt like hell, though. And as the third finger squeezed its way passed his walls, Jaebeom cried out, fully distracted from his blowjob because of this new pain.
“Shh. There, there, Leadja. Just relax. I promise you, it will feel good in a moment, but you need to relax.” Taecyeon’s voice tried to comfort him, but Jaebeom could only wince in response. Nichkhun released the member from his mouth and blew on the crown, causing the man to shiver. Reaching up to place his hands behind their Leadja’s head, Nichkhun made sure that their eyes met as he captured his lips in a passionate and surprisingly loving manner that almost broke Jaebeom’s heart from the tenderness.
Taecyeon seized his chance and began to pump his three fingers slowly, in and out, twisting them every once in a while, trying to find the special spot that he knew would make Jaebeom come alive.
As Jaebeom was slowly getting used to the feeling of movement and the pain dulled to a soft ache, Taecyeon’s fingers suddenly brushed something inside of him that sent his whole lower body into a heated spasm. If Taecyeon’s other hand hadn’t sharply gripped the base of his cock, Jaebeom would have cum right there.
“Ah, ah, ah! We’re not ready for you to come just yet!” The rough hand was quickly replaced with a cold metallic choker that seemed to squeeze the life out of Jaebeom and left him gasping into Nichkhun’s mouth.
“Ah, hah…Please! Taec-ah! Let me…I…need-! ” Jaebeom’s breath was stolen as Taecyeon’s cock forced itself deep inside. His eyes rolled back at the tight heat and he hissed under his breath.
Jaebeom felt like his chest was going to explode at the pressure and Nichkhun moved behind him so that he could lay back on his chest as Taecyeon began to thrust into him. Nichkhun’s hands pinched at pert nipples and Jaebeom turned his head to the side in order to continue their previous make-out session.
Jaebeom’s cock was leaking profusely and with another thrust in the right direction, Jaebeom was sent to cloud nine. Nichkhun gave a meaningful glance over Jaebeom’s shoulder and Taecyeon nodded.
Jaebeom felt his own legs wrap themselves around Taecyeon’s waist and his hips began to rock with the motion of his partner as Nichkhun sat up, forcing Jaebeom up with him. Nichkhun firmly held him in place as he shifted most of the Leadja’s weight to fall on his own chest.
“I want to hear you scream our names.”
With only the hot breath on his ear as warning, another cock pushed its way into Jaebeom’s virgin hole and slowly stretched his ass to the point of breaking. Taecyeon hissed at the added strain and dug his nails into Jaebeom’s soft legs.
Jaebeom’s eyes were wide open from the pain and his mouth hung open, letting a high-pitched yell escape his raw throat. At first, the pain was so immense; Jaebeom almost forgot where he was. And then, Nichkhun’s cock stopped deep inside of him and pressed on that spot that made Jaebeom’s vision go blurry and his body to tense up.
Jaebeom unintentionally rolled his hips forward and both men groaned at the feeling. Nichkhun, taking this as a good sign, started to thrust in rhythm with Taecyeon. The two formed a quick pace and with each plunge, Jaebeom felt that little spot of his light on fire. Taecyeon was already starting to lose control of the tempo and Jaebeom felt like he was going to die if he wasn’t allowed to cum, NOW.
Nichkhun’s voice forced its way to Jaebeom’s ears and it took all of his might just to listen.
“This is how it should be: no AOM, only us three. I never want to see you flirting on the phone with ChaCha ever again, do you hear me?” Jaebeom’s strength was limited, but he found it in him to nod obediently.
“I’m going to cum soon. If you want to cum, you better scream for us.” Taecyeon seemed even more out of breath than Jaebeom as he let his hand roam to the metallic brace.
Jaebeom didn’t need to be told twice. As soon as the cock ring was removed, Jaebeom’s dick erupted into a constant stream of hot, white cum that seemed never-ending and oh-so-beautiful. The pleasure was so intense, that even if he hadn’t wanted to, it would have been impossible for him to refrain from screaming. He screeched Taecyeon and Nichkhun’s names so loud he was sure the other 2pm members could hear him, even at the noraebang.
A few seconds of the Leadja’s muscles contracting was all it took for Taekyeon to follow suit and the burning liquid filled the expanse of Jaebeom’s hole, making his eyes fill with tears at the sensation. Taekyeon pulled out and fell to the side, feeling exhausted. Nichkhun forcefully shoved Jaebeom’s now pliant ass up and down on his cock, riding him out until he, too, shot his seed and basked in the heat. Nichkhun laid back onto the bed and Jaebeom fell on top of him, dick still present in his body like a reminder of what just occurred.
Taekyeon curled up to Khun and Jeabeom’s sides and whispered a soft, “good night,” before closing his eyes. Nichkhun wrapped his arms around Jaebeom’s waist and blew air kisses into his ear, making the man giggle tiredly.
“Don’t forget your lesson, Jay-hyung.” But Jaebeom was already fast asleep.