[Fic] Sweeter Than Sin
Title: Sweeter Than Sin
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Kai/Sehun & Kai/Sehun/Kyungsoo
Length: 3k
Disclaimer: I do not own the boys.
Summary: An ordinary evening in the life of Sehun and Jongin until Kyungsoo stumbles into the fun.
Author's Note: This is blatant porn, a way to work out my writer's block (with gusto if I do say so myself). It's also the second in what I've dubbed the unofficial 'Sekai Seduce Everyone' series. The first being Jousting although it's not necessary to read it for this.
Jongin's hips snap forward almost brutally, sending Sehun's head ever closer to the headboard. The younger has to raise his arms, brace his hands against the wood and push down to stop the movement yet there's the added benefit of Jongin plunging deeper, cock slick and hot as he fucks Sehun open with the earnest of a man in desperation. It always starts out this way - passion and instinct and blind lust taking hold as they leave the aftermath of their tryst through the dorm on the way to one of their rooms. Today is Jongin's room, his sheets pooled at the end of the bed and the bare mattress starting to rub the skin of Sehun's back raw. Kyungsoo will no doubt find somewhere else to sleep tonight because they marked their territory with a pair of boxer briefs on the knob and the rest of their clothes on the floor outside the door. It's not subtle, but sometimes Kyungsoo can't take hints well.
There's an elegance to the way Jongin's body moves, his years of dance perfecting the subtle rolls in his thrusts and strong thighs powering through until Sehun snaps. He knows he could come like this; watching Jongin's concentrated face as he bites his lip, studying the pattern of abdominal muscles rippling before going taut with his furious rocking. Sometimes it's a little hard to imagine how they made it to this, from making goofy faces in dance studio mirrors to practically devouring each other every chance they get. "It's the energy of youth," Joonmyun likes to say and Sehun always calls bullshit because none of them are that old.
There's a telling tensing in Jongin's arms, fingers digging further into Sehun's thighs as the rhythm is completely lost. Finally - finally - Jongin reaches down and wraps a large hand around his cock, the leftover lube remaining on his fingers aiding the smooth strokes on his sensitive skin. Sehun's hips lift off the bed, canting up with each tug until his eyes roll back in his head. He's fairly sure he screams Jongin's name when he comes because he can hear it echo off the walls. Jongin will only use it later as further proof of his sexual prowess, but at the moment the younger doesn't care because Jongin is a god in bed.
His thighs are trembling, orgasm pulsing through his muscles as Jongin continues to fuck in and out at a still quickening pace. Unintended whimpers fall from his lips, one hand coming down to grab a handful of Jongin's ass. He sinks his nails into the tender flesh and Jongin moans, head falling forward just before he hits his own climax. However the thrusts don't stop and Sehun cries out a little with each one until Jongin finally comes to a halt.
When they kiss, breathing still heavy and blood rushing in their ears, it's with much less aggression. It's a far cry from the passion of only moments ago, Jongin taking his time to curl his tongue around Sehun's and swallow the small satisfied sighs that threaten to escape. An after sex Jongin is clingy, nosing his way down Sehun's sweaty skin to bury his face in his neck and pepper it with kisses. Sehun loves this part - possibly a bit too much - even if he complains about it often. Mostly it's because Jongin is heavy and right now he's nothing more than itchy deadweight.
A pleasantly aching Sehun rolls out of the bed and crawls into Kyungsoo's clean sheets to sleep, smothering his face in the soft pillow as Jongin climbs in beside him. Leave it to Jongin to take care of the mess, using an article of clothing to clean the sticky mess off Sehun's stomach. All he can do is murmur a thanks before rolling on to his side and letting Jongin wrap around him so they can fall asleep.
It's somewhere between way too late at night and far too early in the morning when Sehun feels the wandering hand gently massaging the skin around his half hard dick. Sehun groans, pushing his ass back forcefully in an attempt to make Jongin stop, but that was a mistake. He hears a low moan and feels the very hard cock pressed between his ass cheeks and Sehun knows he's not getting to sleep anytime soon. Secretly he doesn't mind, but he feels the need to put up a struggle just so Jongin doesn't always assume he's going to roll over and take it (even if that's exactly what he wants to do).
A soft press of lips against his shoulder seems to be enough to shut him up and the fight is lost before he even really tries. Fending off a horny Jongin has never been his strong suit. Now that he's awake, the hand that was merely teasing around him grasps his cock, slowly gliding up and down until Sehun's hips are needily jerking forward into the hold. Once he's fully hard, leaking against the sheets of the only clean (not anymore) bed left in the room, Jongin releases his hold to run his hand inside his thigh, lifting his legs apart. Sehun holds his own leg up as Jongin's fingers dip into the already stretched muscles of his ass, drawing a long hiss out of him. There's a whispered apology in his ear as he removes his hand and Sehun loves that Jongin cares so much.
Moments later Jongin's fingers return, only this time coated in lube and the slide in doesn't burn. It's very pleasant and Sehun lets out a breathy moan. Those fingers are soon replaced with Jongin's cock, slipping in so easily because of their earlier round and it feels incredible. Jongin's heavy breath on his shoulder is arousing, sending waves of goosebumps skittering across his bare skin.
Everything is slow, from the steady rocking of Jongin's hips to the dragging of lips across his back. Sehun leans in to it, laying his head on the arm Jongin now has cradled under his head. The angle is awkward and his neck is strained, but he's not about to pass up the opportunity to kiss the man he adores. His head twists and Jongin shifts up enough to lock their mouths together, teeth nipping at sensitive lips as they smile at each other.
This is perfect.
Light floods the room from the hall, the creaking of the door loud in the near silence of the room and both men let out a rather loud groan at the sudden intrusion.
"Oh." Kyungsoo's voice stills Jongin's hips and Sehun wants to cry out his frustrations, preferably with his hands wrapped around the singer's neck because they were obvious for a reason. "S-sorry," Kyungsoo stutters and Sehun leans up on his elbow enough to turn and face him. He's holding the boxer briefs that had been on the knob in his hand and his eyes seem to be fixated on Jongin's ass because that's all that's really visible from that angle. Sehun kind of feels sorry for him, his legs fidgeting as if he doesn't know what to do now even if the answer is kind of obvious. Leave.
"Either come in and join us or get out," Jongin finally orders and Sehun nearly chokes on his own spit. What? They've joked around about taking the other members to bed before and even did just that with Zitao (but they'd been drunk off their asses and the other boy had avoided them for weeks after). But this - this is different.
"Wh-what?" Kyungsoo sputters in shock.
Jongin slides out of Sehun carefully, standing on slightly wobbling legs and it's hilarious how wide Kyungsoo's eyes grow when he's faced with a horny Jongin. Sehun knows the feeling. As possessive as he is over his boyfriend, as much as he wants him all to himself, watching him discreetly sway his hips as he walks over to Kyungsoo is exciting. He sees the other man swallow, witnesses those eyes raking across the naked form in front of him and Sehun knows he's not leaving now.
"In or out?" Jongin asks, face to face with a spellbound Kyungsoo.
"In?" he squeaks and that's all the invitation either of them really need. Jongin pulls Kyungsoo forward by his shirt enough to shut the door so no one else decides to crash the party. Three is enough for now.
Sehun sits up quickly, an attentive viewer as Jongin keeps tugging Kyungsoo back until they're standing next to the bed. It's admittedly hot when he witnesses Jongin kiss Kyungsoo, mouths open enough to see their tongues darting in and out. A moan slips into the room and he's pretty sure it's from him because both of them turn to look at him. Jongin is all smiles and Kyungsoo still seems to be in mild shock so Sehun does him a favor by hooking his fingers in the loops of his jeans and pulling him down.
Kissing Kyungsoo is almost like kissing Jongin, mainly because their lips are so similar in thickness and Sehun loves that about them both. He enjoys sucking on Kyungsoo's bottom lip, digging his teeth in occasionally as the older man whimpers into his mouth. When they pull apart, Sehun witnesses Jongin palming Kyungsoo over his jeans and he can't resist the urge to force his shirt off, leaving his hair in disarray. Jongin takes care of the rest of the clothes, leaving a naked Kyungsoo within his grasp.
Kyungsoo is a shot of adrenaline in the midst of their lovemaking, a new flavor that's just too tempting to pass up. Where both dancers are defined by sharp angles and defined muscle, Kyungsoo is soft, curvy even with his smooth skin and tapered waist. His body is alluring, his reactions to being touched sensual and Sehun swears he hears purring when they kiss again. Jongin is the one who pulls them apart, grabbing Sehun by the arm to position him near the top of the bed while situating Kyungsoo between the youngest's legs. Jongin hovers behind Kyungsoo, gazing fondly at Sehun and all he can think of is how much like a puppet master Jongin looks right now. It's enticing.
But they don't need strings to coax Kyungsoo into maneuvering his way down Sehun's body and taking the head of his cock in his mouth enthusiastically. For a brief moment, Sehun questions where Kyungsoo learned the art of administering a perfect blowjob, but then all his focus is drawn to the wet heat surrounding his painfully hard dick and the pressure that's encasing him. The rough texture of his tongue sends a pleased shudder through Sehun's entire body, his thighs closing in around Kyungsoo as his stomach swoops. It takes a dangerously short amount of time for Sehun to feel his impending orgasm, especially considering the thorough fucking he'd had earlier.
He sifts his fingers through Kyungsoo's hair, manages to get a good hold and pulls him off his cock before he explodes. It's tempting to ask Kyungsoo to jerk him off, let his come decorate his pretty face, but that's not what he wants right now. A pleased moan out of the older man's lips alerts Sehun to Jongin, a hand working behind him and it's obvious he's stretching Kyungsoo open. Sehun palms his own cock, trying to alleviate some of the pain of almost coming without the release. It's not helping that Kyungsoo is panting between his legs, cheeks tinged with pink and hair beginning to stick to his forehead with sweat.
Jongin's free hand runs up the inside of Sehun's leg, settling high on his inner thigh as he continues to work Kyungsoo open. With a smirk that Sehun knows all too well, Jongin leans down until he's pressed completely against Kyungsoo's back. "Did you know Sehun's waiting for you?" Jongin's lilting voice whispers just loud enough for both of them to hear. Kyungsoo whimpers and his eyes flicker up to Sehun who nods in affirmation. "I stretched him open with my cock just for you."
Dirty talking Jongin is Sehun's favorite Jongin. Every word shoots straight through his system and raises his arousal another notch.
A jolt goes through Kyungsoo and he falls forward, forehead resting on Sehun's stomach and lips caressing his skin as Jongin chuckles. "Are you ready?" Jongin asks, licking a stripe up Kyungsoo's back that makes his muscles tense and shoulder blades pop out. "Do you want me to fuck you? Do you want my cock in your ass as you fuck my boyfriend?"
"Yesyes, fuck yes," Kyungsoo groans, a choked sob coming out as Jongin pulls away entirely.
An eager Kyungsoo scrambles up and fits himself nicely between Sehun's legs and the youngest is only too happy to draw him down for a sloppy kiss. Jongin does the honors of slicking up Kyungsoo's cock before he slides it between Sehun's cheeks and inside. He may feel differently than Jongin, but it's no less pleasurable. There's no movement once he's in all the way and Sehun rolls his hips demandingly because after all this he doesn't need time to adjust. Kyungsoo grips his sides and presses down, stilling him and forcing a whine out of Sehun's throat because he's so damn tired of being turned on this much. He wants to get off. He wants to let it all drain from his body and go back to sleep with a blissed out mind.
Jongin has other plans, not even letting Kyungsoo take a breather before he thrusts into the older man's ass with enough power for Sehun to feel it. Nails sink into his skin and Sehun's back arches, the pain more of a turn on than anything at this point. Hell, a blow to the head might even feel nice as wound up as he is. Impatient, Sehun reaches down to brace his hands on Kyungsoo's thighs. With as much strength as he can, he forces Kyungsoo back and the older man gasps before moaning wantonly at the movement. Sehun gets a little friction and so does Jongin as he slides in further. Jongin looks at Sehun and they share a moment - an understanding.
Jongin brackets his hands on Kyungsoo's hips and pushes him forward, cock driving into Sehun once more. And it repeats, a push from one side followed by the other until they work up their own rhythm with Kyungsoo riding it out in the center. Sehun's not sure if the middle man will ever get his bearings, ragged moans increasing in volume and nails still embedded in the younger man's sides. Slowly, he pries himself away, one hand peeling off to leave the sting of nearly puncturing wounds on Sehun's skin. The marks will be there for days with any luck. Kyungsoo leans to the side, propping on his elbow as he begins to rock along with them, quickening the pace. Once his other arm is positioned the same, he takes over almost completely.
Jongin's head falls back, exposing the glorious wonder of his sweat slick neck as his adam's apple bobs. Sehun wants to lick him, run his tongue from chin to navel, but there's a body in the way - a body that's now slamming into him with fervor and it's fucking wonderful. If anything, Kyungsoo is eager and while he may lack the subtleties Jongin has down, he's damn good in his own right. Sehun brings him in for a kiss, taking another moment to appreciate those plump lips with his teeth between moans. A particularly well aimed thrust has Sehun crying out, back arching slightly off the bed and fingers tightening in Kyungsoo's hair.
Sehun didn't think he had it in him, but Kyungsoo looks down at him and smirks, plowing against that spot over and over. A cacophony of curses mixed with variations of Kyungsoo's name tumble from his lips like a prayer. Sehun can feel it edging in, heat rushing down quickly and it prompts him to fist his own cock. The attempt he makes to keep pace with Kyungsoo's relentless pounding is futile, but it doesn't take him long so it's alright in the end. He can feel the resistance his muscles cause when they clench as he comes exceptionally hard across his hand and stomach. Kyungsoo gets louder and faster before he pulls out of the younger man. Sehun leans up to languidly plant kisses across the expanse of his neck and up to his jaw as Jongin continues to fuck the older man open.
Being in a less greedy mood now that he's finally gotten his release, Sehun indulgently reaches between their bodies with his dirty hand and uses it to jerk Kyungsoo off. Now it's Kyungsoo's turn to let loose, words Sehun didn't even realize the older man knew hitting his ears before he climaxes. Jongin speeds up through it all, the sound of skin against skin filling the air before he finishes with a loud moan. With every twitch of his hips, Kyungsoo is sent forward a little more and Sehun uses the opportunity to squish their bodies together like the brat he is. Kyungsoo scrunches his face and Jongin laughs, swatting at Sehun's leg with a wide smile on his face.
"What?" he asks innocently as the liquid between them begins to seep down his side.
"I think we all need a shower," Jongin proclaims after pulling out of Kyungsoo and plopping on his toned ass. "And a new bed to sleep on," he adds as an after-thought.
"My bed," Kyungsoo whines into Sehun's neck.
"Violated in the name of fucking fantastic sex," the youngest declares. "Totally worth it."
Kyungsoo does not disagree.
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A/N: I swear I am capable of writing something that's not porn.
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Kai/Sehun & Kai/Sehun/Kyungsoo
Length: 3k
Disclaimer: I do not own the boys.
Summary: An ordinary evening in the life of Sehun and Jongin until Kyungsoo stumbles into the fun.
Author's Note: This is blatant porn, a way to work out my writer's block (with gusto if I do say so myself). It's also the second in what I've dubbed the unofficial 'Sekai Seduce Everyone' series. The first being Jousting although it's not necessary to read it for this.
Jongin's hips snap forward almost brutally, sending Sehun's head ever closer to the headboard. The younger has to raise his arms, brace his hands against the wood and push down to stop the movement yet there's the added benefit of Jongin plunging deeper, cock slick and hot as he fucks Sehun open with the earnest of a man in desperation. It always starts out this way - passion and instinct and blind lust taking hold as they leave the aftermath of their tryst through the dorm on the way to one of their rooms. Today is Jongin's room, his sheets pooled at the end of the bed and the bare mattress starting to rub the skin of Sehun's back raw. Kyungsoo will no doubt find somewhere else to sleep tonight because they marked their territory with a pair of boxer briefs on the knob and the rest of their clothes on the floor outside the door. It's not subtle, but sometimes Kyungsoo can't take hints well.
There's an elegance to the way Jongin's body moves, his years of dance perfecting the subtle rolls in his thrusts and strong thighs powering through until Sehun snaps. He knows he could come like this; watching Jongin's concentrated face as he bites his lip, studying the pattern of abdominal muscles rippling before going taut with his furious rocking. Sometimes it's a little hard to imagine how they made it to this, from making goofy faces in dance studio mirrors to practically devouring each other every chance they get. "It's the energy of youth," Joonmyun likes to say and Sehun always calls bullshit because none of them are that old.
There's a telling tensing in Jongin's arms, fingers digging further into Sehun's thighs as the rhythm is completely lost. Finally - finally - Jongin reaches down and wraps a large hand around his cock, the leftover lube remaining on his fingers aiding the smooth strokes on his sensitive skin. Sehun's hips lift off the bed, canting up with each tug until his eyes roll back in his head. He's fairly sure he screams Jongin's name when he comes because he can hear it echo off the walls. Jongin will only use it later as further proof of his sexual prowess, but at the moment the younger doesn't care because Jongin is a god in bed.
His thighs are trembling, orgasm pulsing through his muscles as Jongin continues to fuck in and out at a still quickening pace. Unintended whimpers fall from his lips, one hand coming down to grab a handful of Jongin's ass. He sinks his nails into the tender flesh and Jongin moans, head falling forward just before he hits his own climax. However the thrusts don't stop and Sehun cries out a little with each one until Jongin finally comes to a halt.
When they kiss, breathing still heavy and blood rushing in their ears, it's with much less aggression. It's a far cry from the passion of only moments ago, Jongin taking his time to curl his tongue around Sehun's and swallow the small satisfied sighs that threaten to escape. An after sex Jongin is clingy, nosing his way down Sehun's sweaty skin to bury his face in his neck and pepper it with kisses. Sehun loves this part - possibly a bit too much - even if he complains about it often. Mostly it's because Jongin is heavy and right now he's nothing more than itchy deadweight.
A pleasantly aching Sehun rolls out of the bed and crawls into Kyungsoo's clean sheets to sleep, smothering his face in the soft pillow as Jongin climbs in beside him. Leave it to Jongin to take care of the mess, using an article of clothing to clean the sticky mess off Sehun's stomach. All he can do is murmur a thanks before rolling on to his side and letting Jongin wrap around him so they can fall asleep.
It's somewhere between way too late at night and far too early in the morning when Sehun feels the wandering hand gently massaging the skin around his half hard dick. Sehun groans, pushing his ass back forcefully in an attempt to make Jongin stop, but that was a mistake. He hears a low moan and feels the very hard cock pressed between his ass cheeks and Sehun knows he's not getting to sleep anytime soon. Secretly he doesn't mind, but he feels the need to put up a struggle just so Jongin doesn't always assume he's going to roll over and take it (even if that's exactly what he wants to do).
A soft press of lips against his shoulder seems to be enough to shut him up and the fight is lost before he even really tries. Fending off a horny Jongin has never been his strong suit. Now that he's awake, the hand that was merely teasing around him grasps his cock, slowly gliding up and down until Sehun's hips are needily jerking forward into the hold. Once he's fully hard, leaking against the sheets of the only clean (not anymore) bed left in the room, Jongin releases his hold to run his hand inside his thigh, lifting his legs apart. Sehun holds his own leg up as Jongin's fingers dip into the already stretched muscles of his ass, drawing a long hiss out of him. There's a whispered apology in his ear as he removes his hand and Sehun loves that Jongin cares so much.
Moments later Jongin's fingers return, only this time coated in lube and the slide in doesn't burn. It's very pleasant and Sehun lets out a breathy moan. Those fingers are soon replaced with Jongin's cock, slipping in so easily because of their earlier round and it feels incredible. Jongin's heavy breath on his shoulder is arousing, sending waves of goosebumps skittering across his bare skin.
Everything is slow, from the steady rocking of Jongin's hips to the dragging of lips across his back. Sehun leans in to it, laying his head on the arm Jongin now has cradled under his head. The angle is awkward and his neck is strained, but he's not about to pass up the opportunity to kiss the man he adores. His head twists and Jongin shifts up enough to lock their mouths together, teeth nipping at sensitive lips as they smile at each other.
This is perfect.
Light floods the room from the hall, the creaking of the door loud in the near silence of the room and both men let out a rather loud groan at the sudden intrusion.
"Oh." Kyungsoo's voice stills Jongin's hips and Sehun wants to cry out his frustrations, preferably with his hands wrapped around the singer's neck because they were obvious for a reason. "S-sorry," Kyungsoo stutters and Sehun leans up on his elbow enough to turn and face him. He's holding the boxer briefs that had been on the knob in his hand and his eyes seem to be fixated on Jongin's ass because that's all that's really visible from that angle. Sehun kind of feels sorry for him, his legs fidgeting as if he doesn't know what to do now even if the answer is kind of obvious. Leave.
"Either come in and join us or get out," Jongin finally orders and Sehun nearly chokes on his own spit. What? They've joked around about taking the other members to bed before and even did just that with Zitao (but they'd been drunk off their asses and the other boy had avoided them for weeks after). But this - this is different.
"Wh-what?" Kyungsoo sputters in shock.
Jongin slides out of Sehun carefully, standing on slightly wobbling legs and it's hilarious how wide Kyungsoo's eyes grow when he's faced with a horny Jongin. Sehun knows the feeling. As possessive as he is over his boyfriend, as much as he wants him all to himself, watching him discreetly sway his hips as he walks over to Kyungsoo is exciting. He sees the other man swallow, witnesses those eyes raking across the naked form in front of him and Sehun knows he's not leaving now.
"In or out?" Jongin asks, face to face with a spellbound Kyungsoo.
"In?" he squeaks and that's all the invitation either of them really need. Jongin pulls Kyungsoo forward by his shirt enough to shut the door so no one else decides to crash the party. Three is enough for now.
Sehun sits up quickly, an attentive viewer as Jongin keeps tugging Kyungsoo back until they're standing next to the bed. It's admittedly hot when he witnesses Jongin kiss Kyungsoo, mouths open enough to see their tongues darting in and out. A moan slips into the room and he's pretty sure it's from him because both of them turn to look at him. Jongin is all smiles and Kyungsoo still seems to be in mild shock so Sehun does him a favor by hooking his fingers in the loops of his jeans and pulling him down.
Kissing Kyungsoo is almost like kissing Jongin, mainly because their lips are so similar in thickness and Sehun loves that about them both. He enjoys sucking on Kyungsoo's bottom lip, digging his teeth in occasionally as the older man whimpers into his mouth. When they pull apart, Sehun witnesses Jongin palming Kyungsoo over his jeans and he can't resist the urge to force his shirt off, leaving his hair in disarray. Jongin takes care of the rest of the clothes, leaving a naked Kyungsoo within his grasp.
Kyungsoo is a shot of adrenaline in the midst of their lovemaking, a new flavor that's just too tempting to pass up. Where both dancers are defined by sharp angles and defined muscle, Kyungsoo is soft, curvy even with his smooth skin and tapered waist. His body is alluring, his reactions to being touched sensual and Sehun swears he hears purring when they kiss again. Jongin is the one who pulls them apart, grabbing Sehun by the arm to position him near the top of the bed while situating Kyungsoo between the youngest's legs. Jongin hovers behind Kyungsoo, gazing fondly at Sehun and all he can think of is how much like a puppet master Jongin looks right now. It's enticing.
But they don't need strings to coax Kyungsoo into maneuvering his way down Sehun's body and taking the head of his cock in his mouth enthusiastically. For a brief moment, Sehun questions where Kyungsoo learned the art of administering a perfect blowjob, but then all his focus is drawn to the wet heat surrounding his painfully hard dick and the pressure that's encasing him. The rough texture of his tongue sends a pleased shudder through Sehun's entire body, his thighs closing in around Kyungsoo as his stomach swoops. It takes a dangerously short amount of time for Sehun to feel his impending orgasm, especially considering the thorough fucking he'd had earlier.
He sifts his fingers through Kyungsoo's hair, manages to get a good hold and pulls him off his cock before he explodes. It's tempting to ask Kyungsoo to jerk him off, let his come decorate his pretty face, but that's not what he wants right now. A pleased moan out of the older man's lips alerts Sehun to Jongin, a hand working behind him and it's obvious he's stretching Kyungsoo open. Sehun palms his own cock, trying to alleviate some of the pain of almost coming without the release. It's not helping that Kyungsoo is panting between his legs, cheeks tinged with pink and hair beginning to stick to his forehead with sweat.
Jongin's free hand runs up the inside of Sehun's leg, settling high on his inner thigh as he continues to work Kyungsoo open. With a smirk that Sehun knows all too well, Jongin leans down until he's pressed completely against Kyungsoo's back. "Did you know Sehun's waiting for you?" Jongin's lilting voice whispers just loud enough for both of them to hear. Kyungsoo whimpers and his eyes flicker up to Sehun who nods in affirmation. "I stretched him open with my cock just for you."
Dirty talking Jongin is Sehun's favorite Jongin. Every word shoots straight through his system and raises his arousal another notch.
A jolt goes through Kyungsoo and he falls forward, forehead resting on Sehun's stomach and lips caressing his skin as Jongin chuckles. "Are you ready?" Jongin asks, licking a stripe up Kyungsoo's back that makes his muscles tense and shoulder blades pop out. "Do you want me to fuck you? Do you want my cock in your ass as you fuck my boyfriend?"
"Yesyes, fuck yes," Kyungsoo groans, a choked sob coming out as Jongin pulls away entirely.
An eager Kyungsoo scrambles up and fits himself nicely between Sehun's legs and the youngest is only too happy to draw him down for a sloppy kiss. Jongin does the honors of slicking up Kyungsoo's cock before he slides it between Sehun's cheeks and inside. He may feel differently than Jongin, but it's no less pleasurable. There's no movement once he's in all the way and Sehun rolls his hips demandingly because after all this he doesn't need time to adjust. Kyungsoo grips his sides and presses down, stilling him and forcing a whine out of Sehun's throat because he's so damn tired of being turned on this much. He wants to get off. He wants to let it all drain from his body and go back to sleep with a blissed out mind.
Jongin has other plans, not even letting Kyungsoo take a breather before he thrusts into the older man's ass with enough power for Sehun to feel it. Nails sink into his skin and Sehun's back arches, the pain more of a turn on than anything at this point. Hell, a blow to the head might even feel nice as wound up as he is. Impatient, Sehun reaches down to brace his hands on Kyungsoo's thighs. With as much strength as he can, he forces Kyungsoo back and the older man gasps before moaning wantonly at the movement. Sehun gets a little friction and so does Jongin as he slides in further. Jongin looks at Sehun and they share a moment - an understanding.
Jongin brackets his hands on Kyungsoo's hips and pushes him forward, cock driving into Sehun once more. And it repeats, a push from one side followed by the other until they work up their own rhythm with Kyungsoo riding it out in the center. Sehun's not sure if the middle man will ever get his bearings, ragged moans increasing in volume and nails still embedded in the younger man's sides. Slowly, he pries himself away, one hand peeling off to leave the sting of nearly puncturing wounds on Sehun's skin. The marks will be there for days with any luck. Kyungsoo leans to the side, propping on his elbow as he begins to rock along with them, quickening the pace. Once his other arm is positioned the same, he takes over almost completely.
Jongin's head falls back, exposing the glorious wonder of his sweat slick neck as his adam's apple bobs. Sehun wants to lick him, run his tongue from chin to navel, but there's a body in the way - a body that's now slamming into him with fervor and it's fucking wonderful. If anything, Kyungsoo is eager and while he may lack the subtleties Jongin has down, he's damn good in his own right. Sehun brings him in for a kiss, taking another moment to appreciate those plump lips with his teeth between moans. A particularly well aimed thrust has Sehun crying out, back arching slightly off the bed and fingers tightening in Kyungsoo's hair.
Sehun didn't think he had it in him, but Kyungsoo looks down at him and smirks, plowing against that spot over and over. A cacophony of curses mixed with variations of Kyungsoo's name tumble from his lips like a prayer. Sehun can feel it edging in, heat rushing down quickly and it prompts him to fist his own cock. The attempt he makes to keep pace with Kyungsoo's relentless pounding is futile, but it doesn't take him long so it's alright in the end. He can feel the resistance his muscles cause when they clench as he comes exceptionally hard across his hand and stomach. Kyungsoo gets louder and faster before he pulls out of the younger man. Sehun leans up to languidly plant kisses across the expanse of his neck and up to his jaw as Jongin continues to fuck the older man open.
Being in a less greedy mood now that he's finally gotten his release, Sehun indulgently reaches between their bodies with his dirty hand and uses it to jerk Kyungsoo off. Now it's Kyungsoo's turn to let loose, words Sehun didn't even realize the older man knew hitting his ears before he climaxes. Jongin speeds up through it all, the sound of skin against skin filling the air before he finishes with a loud moan. With every twitch of his hips, Kyungsoo is sent forward a little more and Sehun uses the opportunity to squish their bodies together like the brat he is. Kyungsoo scrunches his face and Jongin laughs, swatting at Sehun's leg with a wide smile on his face.
"What?" he asks innocently as the liquid between them begins to seep down his side.
"I think we all need a shower," Jongin proclaims after pulling out of Kyungsoo and plopping on his toned ass. "And a new bed to sleep on," he adds as an after-thought.
"My bed," Kyungsoo whines into Sehun's neck.
"Violated in the name of fucking fantastic sex," the youngest declares. "Totally worth it."
Kyungsoo does not disagree.
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A/N: I swear I am capable of writing something that's not porn.