[nu'est] three's a crowd; ren/baekho/jr; nc-17
Title: Three's A Crowd
Pairing: Ren/Baekho/Jr.
Rating: NC-17
Summary: This is completely PWP ok. Also, a sizeable portion of this is just, uh, the results of @potaotos and I being very inappropriate on Twitter akawritingroundrobinporn :|
Word Count: ~1,500
Warnings: Yes they are...underage aren't they. Hm.
three's a crowd;;-
// oh dear lord please don't question this. //
Minki likes Dongho.
Or, he likes it when Dongho willingly piggybacks him on his whims, often for long periods at a time. He likes it when Dongho treats him to food, buys him odd snacks here and there, and likes it when Dongho curls into his bed at night, warm and comforting.
But more specifically, Minki likes it when Dongho flips him over in that bed and slides a rough hand down into his pants-when Dongho grips his cock and rubs the head with his thumb, all the while whispering sweet nothings into Minki's ear. It sends his heart haywire, hearing Dongho say his name in that low, breathy voice of his, stroke his hardening cock just a little bit faster. Minki has to bite his hand to keep from moaning because the other members are just one paper-thin wall away.
Dongho stops and takes Minki's hand in his wordlessly, fingers lingering over the red bite mark, brings it up to his lips and kisses it, then darts a tongue out and licks it. The way Dongho looks at him, eyes dark, makes him tremble, and then Dongho is jerking him off again in quick strokes, and Minki lets out a whimpering moan as the pool of heat builds at the base of his torso, excruciatingly pleasurable. Dongho picks up the pace and leans forward to press kisses from Minki's chin to his ear.
"You wanna come?" he whispers. Dongho’s voice has taken on that husky tone. It means he’s turned on, Minki’s learnt. Minki shudders, a shiver running up his spine.
“Ye-”
The words don't-can’t-make their way out of Minki's mouth before Dongho's kissing him, lips soft and warm. Minki kisses back hard, fervently, with a slick tongue and biting teeth, before he jerks his hips into Dongho’s hand, faster, faster, and Dongho moans Minki’s name in a way that travels right to his erection and he finally comes in short bursts into Dongho's hand, hot and sticky.
Minki collapses back onto the bed, knees weak, breathing heavily. Dongho smirks, but the smirk is wiped off his face when Minki hooks a leg around his waist and tumbles over him, an evil smile playing on his lips. Minki straddles Dongho, a knee on each side, a hand pressed flat on his chest.
"What-" Dongho starts, but he's cut off by Minki's eager tongue suddenly tangling itself with his, kissing sloppily-and then Minki's tongue is travelling eagerly down his neck, teeth grazing at his collarbones, to the dip of his bellybutton, where he licks gentle circles. Dongho shifts under him.
"You're still hard," Minki says by way of explanation, eyeing the bulge in Dongho’s pants. He smiles, deceptively innocent, and slides a hand to grab it. "Don't worry; I’ll take care of it."
"Wait, Min-" Dongho says, his words trailing off into an intelligible choking sound as Minki deftly tugs down Dongho’s pants and fits his lips fit perfectly over Dongho’s hard cock, taking him in all the way. Minki looks Dongho right in the eye as he bobs his head and hollows his cheeks around Dongho's erection, the intense gaze and scrape of his teeth making Dongho hiss and grab Minki's hair, forcing his cock suddenly to the back of Minki's throat. Minki's hands scrabble at Dongho's hipbones, nails sinking into his skin, and he swallows around Dongho's cock with a glare. He’ll get Dongho back for doing this later. Right now, though, his lips are occupied with Dongho. He licks a slow stripe down the base of Dongho’s cock.
"Fuck, Minki, I’m-" Dongho groans, but Minki only presses his tongue against Dongho’s cock, flicking the tip of his tongue quickly over the head. He slowly slides all of Dongho into his mouth and bobs his head up and down faster and faster until Dongho bucks his hips up and violently tugs Minki’s head back to fuck his throat. Minki makes sounds of protest-but hell if Dongho can hear him, grunting and thrusting into his mouth like that.
“Shit, fuck, Minki,” Dongho breathes, arching up one last time before he comes in Minki’s mouth. Minki jerks his head back, Dongho's come trickling out from the corner of his mouth, and swallows angrily.
“You’re an asshole,” he mumbles, voice hoarse. He massages his throat and climbs on top of Dongho, pressing a sticky kiss to his neck. “You’re a fucking asshole.”
There's a sudden thump from the closet, and Jonghyun tumbles out. A hand is wrapped around his cock.
"What the-" Dongho breathes, still spent from Minki's ministrations. “Jonghyun, what the hell are you doing there?”
There’s no answer. Minki casts a lazy glance towards the disturbance, breathing heavily, and wipes the rest of Dongho's come from his lips. He’s not even shocked. He’d suspected from a while ago that Jonghyun would hide there and watch him and Dongho fucking. Jonghyun’s just never been caught by Dongho before, that’s all.
"Enjoy the show?" Minki asks, and Jonghyun quickly grabs a sheet from the closet and covers himself up.
"Um," he says. He looks like a deer trapped in headlights. Minki has to laugh.
"Come here," Minki says nonchalantly, rolling off Dongho and getting on his knees. He eyes Jonghyun dismissively. "Since you want it so much, we’ll get you off too."
"Oh," Jonghyun starts to say, except Minki's already crawling toward him. "You really don't have to-"
Minki snorts and pulls the blanket away to expose Jonghyun's erection, already stroked half-hard, and grabs it roughly with one hand. Jonghyun leans against the frame of the closet door, covering his heated face with a hand.
Dongho sits up, confused but intrigued-Jonghyun's usual confidence is completely gone, replaced by flushed cheeks and heavy pants. Minki grips Jonghyun’s cock tighter, a mischievous look in his eyes as he rubs little circles over the frenulum. Jonghyun lets out a whine and thrusts into Minki's hand. With a smug look on his face, Minki begins pumping Jonghyun's cock, slow and easy, dragging out every move. Minki guides Jonghyun backwards, towards the bed, and Dongho shuffles aside to make space as Minki sits back onto it. Jonghyun lies down, hand still covering his face, and Dongho eyes his erection. Minki strokes it a few more times.
“Are you gonna suck him off too?” Dongho asks, a hint of jealousy in his voice.
Minki blinks slowly, in that way he does when he's contemplating something. He turns to Dongho. "Nope. You’re going to do it."
"Me? But," Dongho says, flustered, "I only-you-"
Minki raises an eyebrow, lays back on the bed, propping himself up on his elbows. “You fucked my throat raw, bitch. Just do it.”
Dongho glances at Jonghyun, then back at Minki. He's not getting out of this one. Reluctantly, Dongho moves in closer and lowers himself gingerly until his lips are hovering just above Jonghyun's cock. With a smirk, Minki pushes Dongho’s head down, so suddenly that Jonghyun's cock hits the back of his throat and Dongho automatically swallows. Thank god Minki’s trained Dongho’s gag reflexes well.
Jonghyun lets out a drawn-out, breathy moan, and then a series of shorter whimpers when Minki’s lips find his, giving him a sloppy, open-mouthed kiss, and a grunt when Dongho scrapes his teeth gently along the length of his cock, applying just enough pressure to hurt-but in a good way.
“Are you hard now?” Minki asks, laughing. Jonghyun nods, gripping the sheets as Dongho flicks his tongue expertly along his length. Dongho’s hands find Jonghyun’s hips and he pins Jonghyun down, bobbing his head faster as Jonghyun grips the sheets even tighter, determined not to scream out profanities. Minki watches, a hand stroking his own re-hardening cock as Jonghyun writhes around in the sheets. Dongho might give the best head, but Jonghyun is beautiful when he’s aroused, mouth hanging half-open and eyes heavy-lidded.
Dongho builds up the rhythm, trailing a finger up and down Jonghyun’s thigh as Jonghyun opens his legs wide, bucking his hips up into Dongho’s mouth, once, twice, three times. Minki licks Jonghyun’s taut nipples, then bites down hard-and that sends Jonghyun over the edge, coming into Dongho’s mouth with a loud cry.
There’s a few moments of stillness. All that can be heard is Jonghyun’s heavy breathing, and the small grunts Minki makes as he gets himself off the second time. Spent, Minki snuggles into Jonghyun, and draws patterns on his chest. Dongho’s crawled his way up to Jonghyun’s other side, still wiping Jonghyun’s come from his chin.
“You should just join us next time,” Minki suggests to Jonghyun, nuzzling his chest and sliding into a hungry kiss.
“But Minki’s still mine,” Dongho warns. “You can't have him.”
Jonghyun sighs and buries his face in his hands. That's what he gets for his voyeuristic tendencies.
Not that he's complaining.
a/n: yep. oh dear. this is all because ofpotaoto
Pairing: Ren/Baekho/Jr.
Rating: NC-17
Summary: This is completely PWP ok. Also, a sizeable portion of this is just, uh, the results of @potaotos and I being very inappropriate on Twitter akawritingroundrobinporn :|
Word Count: ~1,500
Warnings: Yes they are...underage aren't they. Hm.
three's a crowd;;-
// oh dear lord please don't question this. //
Minki likes Dongho.
Or, he likes it when Dongho willingly piggybacks him on his whims, often for long periods at a time. He likes it when Dongho treats him to food, buys him odd snacks here and there, and likes it when Dongho curls into his bed at night, warm and comforting.
But more specifically, Minki likes it when Dongho flips him over in that bed and slides a rough hand down into his pants-when Dongho grips his cock and rubs the head with his thumb, all the while whispering sweet nothings into Minki's ear. It sends his heart haywire, hearing Dongho say his name in that low, breathy voice of his, stroke his hardening cock just a little bit faster. Minki has to bite his hand to keep from moaning because the other members are just one paper-thin wall away.
Dongho stops and takes Minki's hand in his wordlessly, fingers lingering over the red bite mark, brings it up to his lips and kisses it, then darts a tongue out and licks it. The way Dongho looks at him, eyes dark, makes him tremble, and then Dongho is jerking him off again in quick strokes, and Minki lets out a whimpering moan as the pool of heat builds at the base of his torso, excruciatingly pleasurable. Dongho picks up the pace and leans forward to press kisses from Minki's chin to his ear.
"You wanna come?" he whispers. Dongho’s voice has taken on that husky tone. It means he’s turned on, Minki’s learnt. Minki shudders, a shiver running up his spine.
“Ye-”
The words don't-can’t-make their way out of Minki's mouth before Dongho's kissing him, lips soft and warm. Minki kisses back hard, fervently, with a slick tongue and biting teeth, before he jerks his hips into Dongho’s hand, faster, faster, and Dongho moans Minki’s name in a way that travels right to his erection and he finally comes in short bursts into Dongho's hand, hot and sticky.
Minki collapses back onto the bed, knees weak, breathing heavily. Dongho smirks, but the smirk is wiped off his face when Minki hooks a leg around his waist and tumbles over him, an evil smile playing on his lips. Minki straddles Dongho, a knee on each side, a hand pressed flat on his chest.
"What-" Dongho starts, but he's cut off by Minki's eager tongue suddenly tangling itself with his, kissing sloppily-and then Minki's tongue is travelling eagerly down his neck, teeth grazing at his collarbones, to the dip of his bellybutton, where he licks gentle circles. Dongho shifts under him.
"You're still hard," Minki says by way of explanation, eyeing the bulge in Dongho’s pants. He smiles, deceptively innocent, and slides a hand to grab it. "Don't worry; I’ll take care of it."
"Wait, Min-" Dongho says, his words trailing off into an intelligible choking sound as Minki deftly tugs down Dongho’s pants and fits his lips fit perfectly over Dongho’s hard cock, taking him in all the way. Minki looks Dongho right in the eye as he bobs his head and hollows his cheeks around Dongho's erection, the intense gaze and scrape of his teeth making Dongho hiss and grab Minki's hair, forcing his cock suddenly to the back of Minki's throat. Minki's hands scrabble at Dongho's hipbones, nails sinking into his skin, and he swallows around Dongho's cock with a glare. He’ll get Dongho back for doing this later. Right now, though, his lips are occupied with Dongho. He licks a slow stripe down the base of Dongho’s cock.
"Fuck, Minki, I’m-" Dongho groans, but Minki only presses his tongue against Dongho’s cock, flicking the tip of his tongue quickly over the head. He slowly slides all of Dongho into his mouth and bobs his head up and down faster and faster until Dongho bucks his hips up and violently tugs Minki’s head back to fuck his throat. Minki makes sounds of protest-but hell if Dongho can hear him, grunting and thrusting into his mouth like that.
“Shit, fuck, Minki,” Dongho breathes, arching up one last time before he comes in Minki’s mouth. Minki jerks his head back, Dongho's come trickling out from the corner of his mouth, and swallows angrily.
“You’re an asshole,” he mumbles, voice hoarse. He massages his throat and climbs on top of Dongho, pressing a sticky kiss to his neck. “You’re a fucking asshole.”
There's a sudden thump from the closet, and Jonghyun tumbles out. A hand is wrapped around his cock.
"What the-" Dongho breathes, still spent from Minki's ministrations. “Jonghyun, what the hell are you doing there?”
There’s no answer. Minki casts a lazy glance towards the disturbance, breathing heavily, and wipes the rest of Dongho's come from his lips. He’s not even shocked. He’d suspected from a while ago that Jonghyun would hide there and watch him and Dongho fucking. Jonghyun’s just never been caught by Dongho before, that’s all.
"Enjoy the show?" Minki asks, and Jonghyun quickly grabs a sheet from the closet and covers himself up.
"Um," he says. He looks like a deer trapped in headlights. Minki has to laugh.
"Come here," Minki says nonchalantly, rolling off Dongho and getting on his knees. He eyes Jonghyun dismissively. "Since you want it so much, we’ll get you off too."
"Oh," Jonghyun starts to say, except Minki's already crawling toward him. "You really don't have to-"
Minki snorts and pulls the blanket away to expose Jonghyun's erection, already stroked half-hard, and grabs it roughly with one hand. Jonghyun leans against the frame of the closet door, covering his heated face with a hand.
Dongho sits up, confused but intrigued-Jonghyun's usual confidence is completely gone, replaced by flushed cheeks and heavy pants. Minki grips Jonghyun’s cock tighter, a mischievous look in his eyes as he rubs little circles over the frenulum. Jonghyun lets out a whine and thrusts into Minki's hand. With a smug look on his face, Minki begins pumping Jonghyun's cock, slow and easy, dragging out every move. Minki guides Jonghyun backwards, towards the bed, and Dongho shuffles aside to make space as Minki sits back onto it. Jonghyun lies down, hand still covering his face, and Dongho eyes his erection. Minki strokes it a few more times.
“Are you gonna suck him off too?” Dongho asks, a hint of jealousy in his voice.
Minki blinks slowly, in that way he does when he's contemplating something. He turns to Dongho. "Nope. You’re going to do it."
"Me? But," Dongho says, flustered, "I only-you-"
Minki raises an eyebrow, lays back on the bed, propping himself up on his elbows. “You fucked my throat raw, bitch. Just do it.”
Dongho glances at Jonghyun, then back at Minki. He's not getting out of this one. Reluctantly, Dongho moves in closer and lowers himself gingerly until his lips are hovering just above Jonghyun's cock. With a smirk, Minki pushes Dongho’s head down, so suddenly that Jonghyun's cock hits the back of his throat and Dongho automatically swallows. Thank god Minki’s trained Dongho’s gag reflexes well.
Jonghyun lets out a drawn-out, breathy moan, and then a series of shorter whimpers when Minki’s lips find his, giving him a sloppy, open-mouthed kiss, and a grunt when Dongho scrapes his teeth gently along the length of his cock, applying just enough pressure to hurt-but in a good way.
“Are you hard now?” Minki asks, laughing. Jonghyun nods, gripping the sheets as Dongho flicks his tongue expertly along his length. Dongho’s hands find Jonghyun’s hips and he pins Jonghyun down, bobbing his head faster as Jonghyun grips the sheets even tighter, determined not to scream out profanities. Minki watches, a hand stroking his own re-hardening cock as Jonghyun writhes around in the sheets. Dongho might give the best head, but Jonghyun is beautiful when he’s aroused, mouth hanging half-open and eyes heavy-lidded.
Dongho builds up the rhythm, trailing a finger up and down Jonghyun’s thigh as Jonghyun opens his legs wide, bucking his hips up into Dongho’s mouth, once, twice, three times. Minki licks Jonghyun’s taut nipples, then bites down hard-and that sends Jonghyun over the edge, coming into Dongho’s mouth with a loud cry.
There’s a few moments of stillness. All that can be heard is Jonghyun’s heavy breathing, and the small grunts Minki makes as he gets himself off the second time. Spent, Minki snuggles into Jonghyun, and draws patterns on his chest. Dongho’s crawled his way up to Jonghyun’s other side, still wiping Jonghyun’s come from his chin.
“You should just join us next time,” Minki suggests to Jonghyun, nuzzling his chest and sliding into a hungry kiss.
“But Minki’s still mine,” Dongho warns. “You can't have him.”
Jonghyun sighs and buries his face in his hands. That's what he gets for his voyeuristic tendencies.
Not that he's complaining.
a/n: yep. oh dear. this is all because ofpotaoto