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Felix hasn’t been feeling himself lately, or maybe that’s just an excuse Hyunjin came up with to get the group together and praise his perfect boyfriend.
They’ve been planning in the group chat for a few days now, they’d all finish their schedules and head over to Felix’s for a night of entertainment that could potentially benefit them all.
While only Hyunjin would be awarded the opportunity to have sex with Felix after they were done, they were all encouraged to watch, praise, and possibly tease him throughout the evening.
The night comes and the energy in the dorm is buzzing with anticipation. For most of them, watching Hyunjin or Felix get tied up is a special treat they have the privilege of enjoying semi-regularly, even Jeongin has sat and observed the last few times. But for Chan and Changbin, it is something entirely new.
The lights are slightly dimmed and music plays in the background. In the middle of the living room lies a thick mat, the furniture scattered around it. Minho and Jisung are tightly cuddled together at one end of the couch, with Chan and Changbin at the other. Jeongin curls up in the furthest chair with a blanket draped over his shoulders and Seungmin sitting at its base, his back leaning up against it. It’s unnaturally quiet, something that only seems to happen in this kind of setting.
Felix shyly enters the room, his mid thigh length silk robe cinched around his waist but flowing loosely over his shoulders, pulled wide to expose his chest adorned with nothing but scattered freckles. He walks to the mat and stands in the center facing the group, patiently waiting with his hands clasped neatly behind his back and eyes fixed on the ground.
Hyunjin comes out after him, carrying a black box and wearing nothing but loose gray sweatpants with his hair tied back. As he steps onto the mat Felix lifts his head and beams, his smile warm enough to melt the entire room.
“Pretty Yongbokie, Do you need anything before Hyung plays with you?”
“No, I’m ready.”
“I want you to take that off now, can you do that for me?” Hyunjin asks as he sets the box at a corner of the mat.
Felix wordlessly unties the robe, letting it fall off his shoulders and slide down to the floor while he maintains perfect eye contact.
“Good boy. Even prettier now.” Hyunjin slowly circles him, his fingers barely grazing his skin as he takes him in. Felix blushes and bites at his lips as he stands there in nothing but skin tight black mesh boxers that leave absolutely nothing to the imagination.
Felix scans the room, seven sets of eyes burning holes into his body. He breaks character momentarily as Hyunjin moves behind him “Chris, I swear if you laugh-” Hyuinjin’s hand wraps around his torso, cutting him off mid threat.
“Wouldn’t dream of it, Lix. You- wow. You- I promise.” He stutters, clearly flustered.
Changbin rubs his boyfriend’s thigh “He won’t, Yongbokah.”
Hyunjin whispers something inaudible as he strides around to stand facing Felix again, partially obscuring the view of all parties. Though none would dare complain about the opportunity to shamelessly stare at the way Hyunjin’s perfectly lean body towered over him.
“Pay attention to me, Lixie. That’s it. I’m gonna touch you now, okay baby?”
“Please touch me.”
He laughs to himself as he brings his hands over Felix’s shoulders, tenderly massaging into the muscles before moving them up his neck then back down his biceps and across his chest. He leans in and softly kisses his freckled cheek for several seconds before pulling away and opening the box in the corner.
He pulls out a thick bundle of blue hemp and begins unraveling it until he finds the center and drapes it around Felix’s neck, placing a single knot with a loop between his shoulder blades. His hands glide over Felix’s chest as he picks up the rope dangling from each side of his body and gathers them into a single column. He begins tying a knot at his sternum, pulling the obscenely long rope through itself. He follows it immediately with a second one directly between his pecs, and a third directly below them with practiced precision.
He palms over Felix’s chest before he continues, taking a moment to roll his nipples between his fingers until he whines softly. The forth knot is carefully made along his perfectly defined abs just below his belly button.
“Spread your legs, baby” Felix steps each foot out sideways, spreading his thighs and Hyunjin leads the rope between them momentarily before bringing it back through and adding a fifth knot significantly lower than the rest with a smirk.
“Hyung” Felix whines
“Color?”
He blushes “Green”
Hyunjin passes the rope back through Felix’s thighs and loosely feeds it though the loop between his shoulder blades to hold it in place while he adjusts. He sinks to his knees and carefully separates the rope onto either side of Felix’s groin, beautifully accentuating his soft cock and balls in his see through boxers. He slowly pulls the rope taught between his cheeks, perfectly nestling the fifth knot into his perineum. “How’s that?”
“-s good. Thank you baby.”
“Anything for my pretty little Lixie” the words drip like honey from Hyunjin’s lips as his eyes take in the perfect sight in front of him with hunger and excitement.
He grips Felix’s hips as he stands, pulling them face to face as he moves his hands to his back, grabbing the dangling ropes and continuing to tie the harness.
He pulls the ropes under his armpits and over the top of Felix’s pecs where he parts the rope between the first two knots, pulling the length through with ease and spreading the column into a diamond shape with a sharp jerk as he reaches around and proceeds to attach it to the rope trailing down his spine. He continues the pattern two more times, watching his face intently, always maintaining physical contact as he reaches around Felix’s small body with his long arms, looping through and around each column of rope with an exaggerated yank.
It takes everything in Felix to keep quiet, his body beginning to visibly slump with relaxation the further Hyunjin binds down his torso. He keeps his eyes fixed on his boyfriend's face, resisting every urge to throw himself forward into his perfect lips.
He is going to be so good.
Every drag of the rope through itself sends vibrations through the whole harness, deliciously tightening against his perineum with every pull.
Hyunjin kneels as he starts below the forth knot, spreading the rope around Felix’s crotch even further, fully exposing him to the room. Hyunjin guides the rope into his muscles at an angle, perfectly tracing the V at his hips, leaning in close enough that Felix can feel every breath through the sheer fabric of his boxers while securing it at the base of his spine, plenty of rope still dangling down.
“How does it feel, angel?”
“Good”
“Then why are you being so quiet today? Are you feeling shy?” Felix nods “Want me to get it?” Felix nods again and Hyunjin kisses the middle of the third diamond on his stomach before he crawls to the box and comes back with a long black silk ribbon. “Come down here with me, angel.” He slowly lowers himself onto the mat one knee at a time, shivering as he settles into his knees and the knot presses into him consistently. “Say goodbye to the audience, you’ll see them again later.” Felix peeks around his boyfriend’s shoulders and smiles at the six of them before he settles back onto his heels and nods at Hyunjin.
The silk is cool against his skin as Hyunjin carefully fashions it into a blindfold and secures it with a bow at the back of his head, making sure to fix Felix’s hair perfectly around the band before moving on. “Feel better baby?”
He nods “I do. Thank you.”
He moves behind Felix, rubbing his hands over the ropes “I want you to relax. We want you to relax.” Hyunjin looks up for the first time since he started, everyone is still and silent, adoration and hunger painted on every face.“Everybody is okay with Felix letting go, right? Being as verbal as he wants to?”
Most of them eagerly nod before he’s even finished his sentence, while Seungmin turns to look at Jeongin “wanna go” he mouths quietly.
“I’m okay.” They both look back to Hyunjin and nod before I.N pulls his hood over his head and fidgets with strings.
Hyunjin moves as close as possible, still kneeling behind him with his thighs spread wide around Felix as he fits them together. He lowers his voice to a whisper and presses his mouth against Felix’s ear “I want to hear if it feels good, show me I’m doing it right, don’t hold back on me, angel.” Hyunjin yanks at the back of the harness without warning, pulling Felix against his bare torso and a low rumble leaves Felix’s chest. “That’s it. Good boy. Did you decide on arms or legs?”
“Arms.” Hyunjin nods to himself as the corners of his lips turn up, immediately envisioning what he wants to do with blindfolded, entirely pliant Felix who has no intention of fighting for control.
“Show me what you want, baby.” He languidly moves his hands behind himself, trailing over Hyunjin’s thighs with a smirk only the group can see as he settles his palms on the innermost part of his thighs, his fingers stretching to their limit in search of his favorite thing.
“Tch , not that my angel. Not yet.” He grips Felix’s small hands with one of his while the other grips at the base of the harness, pulling it tight as Felix groans loudly “I haven’t even started teasing you yet. Don’t you want to hear them tell you how good you’re being? How perfect you look?”
“Y-yes” He stutters, pulling his knees together slightly in an effort to hide the growing erection he knew was prominently displayed through the sheer fabric and rope.
On any given day Felix had them all wrapped around his cute little finger but in this moment, where he appeared so small and vulnerable, they’d all have burnt the world down for him if he were to ask.
“You’re sure you don’t want Changbinnie-Hyung to throw you over his shoulder and carry you away for just me to play with?” Hyunjin pulls at the harness, rocking his hips with every tug.
There’s a long silence as they all look between themselves and a blindfolded Felix, eagerly waiting for permission to continue or the signal to disband.
Felix shakes his head “Not yet.”
“That’s my good boy. Want these pretty little wrists tied behind you?”
His breaths are ragged. “Please, Hyung.” Hyunjin releases his grip on both the harness and Felix’s tiny hands as he gathers the excess rope from between them. He stacks Felix’s wrists at the small of his back and slowly begins winding the length of hemp around them both, securely attaching it to the base of the harness with a satisfied hum.
He glances up at the group he’d been happily neglecting, spotting cheeks almost as flushed as Felix’s, noting each pairing had adjusted their positions to be closer to each other while still following the rules they’d set in place.
As expected Minho is positioned entirely beneath Jisung looking completely calm with his arms buried up his hoodie, while Jisung looks like he could come apart at any moment in his lap.
Chan and Changbin still sit side by side, though their legs are intertwined now. Changbin’s thighs are spread wide, confident, one slung over Chan’s legs with his calf snugly trapped between Chan’s thighs and Chan’s lips look as if he’s already bitten them raw.
Unsurprisingly, Seungmin has barely moved from his spot on the ground, his back still pressed against the foot of I.N’s chair. Jeongin is still curled up, his blanket up to his chin. His knees have moved to the opposite arm rest, the one Seungmin’s head has been resting on since the beginning.
Hyunjin presses himself against Felix ass before delicately running his fingers up the length of the back of the harness and trailing his fingers around the left side of Felix’s neck until they lightly rest across the front of his throat. He leans to the opposite side and starts kissing his way across Felix’s shoulder slowly until he latches his lips to the right side of his throat.
A deep moan spills over Felix’s lips as Hyunjin takes his free hand and starts guiding his hips in small circles, encouraging Felix to grind down into him “That’s it, baby. Let go for me. Don’t stop.”
His lips hardly leave Felix’s neck again as he glides his hands across every available inch of Felix’s body, neglecting his now achingly hard cock trapped beneath the fabric tightly held in place by the rope.
His deep moans slowly raise in pitch as he comes undone under Hyunjin’s practiced touch, precum slowly but obviously seeping through sheer mesh until he’s practically shaking in Hyunjin’s arms. “Who’s first, my angel?”
“Wan-want Hannie. Minh-oh shit.” He moans as Hyunjin clamps his teeth around his shoulder with a light chuckle.
“Love you, angel.”
“Love you more.”
Jisung practically jumps out of Minho's lap the moment he hears his name, immediately pulling him off the couch behind him. Hyunjin stands as they step onto the mat together, all three obviously hard and unashamed as if it were a daily activity between them.
Minho and Jisung slowly circle him, hand in hand until Minho places Jisung in Hyunjin’s previous spot. He stretches his legs out on either side of Felix and rests back on his hands, smiling ear to ear as his eyes scan from the bow at the back of his head, to the rope firmly tucked between his cheeks.
Minho breaks the silence “You look so good, Yongbokah. Hyung did such a good job on you.” His eyes dart across the room to Hyunjin with a smirk, Hyunjin scrunches his nose in response, feigning annoyance and disgust while internally screaming at his playful, sarcastic submission.
So Hyunjin has a Hyung kink, sue him.
“Can you turn around and straddle Jisungie for us?” Felix nods and raises off his heels unsteadily “don’t worry, we’ll help you.” The two patiently and carefully help him turn around and Han gently guides Felix’s knees over his thighs, pulling him as close as he can.
There’s a collective stifled groan through the room as they all finally get a view of his other side, the boxers seeming even more sheer stretching around his ass, only to be pulled tighter by the harness. “Wanna stretch out your legs for a minute?” Felix nods again and Han grips the front of the harness to steady him as he stretches his legs out before wrapping them around him. “Hey, sunshine.” Han presses their noses together “feel good?”
“Mhm. Feels good.” He relaxes into Han’s shoulder, nudging the fabric of his hoodie with his chin, his face immediately looking disgruntled.
Minho crouches beside them, brushing the hair off of Felix’s forehead even though it clearly couldn’t have been bothering his eyes. “What’s wrong, Lix? Want him to take it off?”
“Please?” Minho looks between Hyunjin and Jisung, receiving nods of approval before he slips his boyfriend's hoodie off, tossing it to the couch. Felix immediately lunges forward and nestles into the crook of Jisung’s neck, scooting closer until he can press their skin together. “Perfect” He hums happily.
The familiar scratch of Felix’s rope across Hans abdomen and chest is quickly wearing away at the last bit of Jisung’s restraint as he tightens his grip over the back of the harness, pulling at it slowly. “You’re always so good, Lix. Don’t you ever wanna break the rules? Just a little?” He pulls him back far enough to rest their foreheads together, intentionally avoiding Minho's glare and focusing on Felix’s moan at the pressure. He whispers “Can I be bad for you, Felix?”
Felix nods slowly and Jisung releases the rope immediately, kissing down his neck in the same way Hyunjin had done. Felix grinds down unconsciously, chasing the lost pressure only to create a domino effect of pleasure and punishment.
The moment he grinds down, he feels Jisung’s painfully hard dick beneath him. Han unintentionally bucks his hips forward, chasing the friction, perfectly positioned on the other side of the knot. He grips the front of Felix's harness and pulls their mouths together into a wet, heated kiss before he feels the white hot burn at the back of his head as Minho grips his hair and pulls them apart "naughty boys don't get rewards'' he warns as he stares down at them.
Hyunjin nods at Minho from across the room "Naughty little Lix, too." Minho squats down and very gently pats his finger tips against his ass, his other hand still firmly gripping his boyfriend's hair.
Felix giggles while Han whines. "Thought I was your favorite, Jagiya.”
"Always. But you start it every time without permission, I can't blame him for not resisting you ." Han pouts and his hair is released and Minho leans in, his voice barely above a whisper "be good and you can cum as many times as you want, act out again and I edge you all night long."
"I'll be good. So good. Sorry. You're so good, Lix. So good and so pretty."
Hyunjin is talking to Felix but his eyes are fixed on Minho. "30 seconds. You can have 30 seconds, my angel. Wait for your other Hyung's permission."
Jisung beams as he grips the sides of his harness, staring at Minho expectantly with big doe eyes "30 seconds. Better make it count."
"Thank you, Hyungs." They answer in unison before Jisung guides them together again, the kiss just as heated as before. They moan into each other's mouths as they grind into each other, One of Jisung’s hands pulling at the harness and the other firmly planted on Felix’s ass.
"3, 2, 1." They pull away with a whine, both pouting. “Good boys. Let’s give someone else a turn, Jagiya.” Minho helps Felix off of Han’s lap and turns him back toward the others. He holds in a laugh as he watches how both Chan and Changbin’s jaws are still hanging open as they desperately cling to each other. Seungmin is still unsurprisingly stoic but Innie's eyes are locked on the ceiling, Minho knows exactly why but he’ll keep that to himself for now.
“Who's next Yongbokie?”
“Minnie”
Seungmin approaches slowly, his oversized clothing doing its best to conceal any excitement as his face remains stoic. He’d generally prefer to keep the softness and teasing behind closed doors but Felix would be just as happy keeping it short and sweet.
He kneels down beside him, gently tracing his fingers over Felix’s jaw “Hey, kitten. Aren’t you just the most beautiful piece of art our Hyunjinnie has ever laid his hands on.” His look softens as he marvels at the two of them, eyes shifting back and forth “I swear you both get better every time.”
He plucks at each segment of rope with delicate hands, his face turning smug as Felix’s body slumps further, clearly giving into pleasure. He wouldn’t intentionally make Felix slip, not here in front of everyone, but he’d fully enjoy watching him quickly approach the precipice before pulling him back.
His voice lowers, his lips grazing over Felix’s ear, “Never seen so many hard cocks in one room before- all for you, kitten. Whenever you want us. You sure you don’t wanna look?” Felix shakes his head no as his ears grow bright red against the black silk.
His face softens again “That’s okay, beautiful. You’re in charge here, I’m just happy to watch you.”
He continues gently running his hands over the harness, taking his time silently focusing on how Felix’s body reacts differently as he plucks his way through each segment.
“Who’s next, kitten?”
It takes a few seconds to answer as Felix shakes away some of the fog that’s creeped its way into his mind. He already sounds wrecked “Want Innie.”
All eyes are briefly on Jeongin as he walks over, the blanket over his shoulders wound completely around himself and trailing on the ground behind him. He kneels behind Felix, eyes focused mainly on his bound hands until he gently drapes his blanket over Felix’s practically naked body, scooting close enough to wrap them both. “Warm?”
“Mhm thank you, Innie.” He relaxes into the warmth and Jeongin allows him to rest his full weight against his body, his hard dick pressing into Felix’s ass.
“Happy to help, You did so good… when you weren’t weren’t sucking face with Hannie-Hyung…” he breathes out a laugh, he’s gotten used to this by now but still feels the need to keep up a facade in front of Chan and Changbin.
He cups his hands around his mouth for privacy as he leans in closer to whisper “You look so good tonight. Can you keep a secret?” He nods excitedly, “Definitely gonna need Minnie tonight” Felix groans and they all look at the pair, shocked. “I’ll let him tell you about it if you’re good. Maybe I can take you up on your offer soon, too.” His groan turns to a whine.
Jeongin playfully and discreetly places the smallest kiss behind Felix’s ear, his lips barely making contact but it’s enough to make Felix’s jaw tense up. He takes his hands away from his mouth, licking his lips to conceal his smirk.
“Okay I’m done. I’m gonna go to my room now, sorry Hyung but I’m gonna take my blanket with me.” He walks toward the hallway to their bedrooms, wiggling his eyebrow at Hyunjin. Felix looks absolutely desperate
There’s a brief silence as the majority of them silently piece together what they assume happened while Chan and Changbin are left to their imaginations. Hyunjin taps Seungmin on the shoulder as he walks through the group, motioning for him to follow Jeongin.
Hyunjin takes his place beside Felix, gently pulling his head against his thigh and stroking his hair, “Wanna do the rest here or do you want your other Hyung’s to put their big muscles to use and carry you into your room?”
“Carry me, Changbinnie-Hyung. Please.”
Changbin immediately fixes his gaze on Chan, his lips are pouting but his eyes are bright and excited. He starts to stand hesitantly as if he’s torn between the two and Chan nods his head toward Felix, silently ushering Changbin forward.
Minho and Jisung take it as their cue to leave and they do their best to quietly sneak away, silently offering Chan to follow them which he declines as quietly and politely as possible.
Changbin kneels beside them, staring up at Hyunjin in awe before he lovingly runs the back of his fingers over Felix’s cheek. Felix sighs and leans into the touch with a sweet smile before he turns his head left and right slowly, almost expectantly “Where… I want Channie-Hyung too…”
Chan’s heart could burst at the sound of his name and Changbin blindly extends an arm toward him as he wraps his opposite hand around the back of Felix’s neck, gently thumbing at his soft hair.
Chan is more hesitant to touch him in this state so he settles for reassuringly rubbing his arm and shoulder that isn’t pressed against Hyunjin’s thigh. He looks so cute and small between the three of them. Chan feels like he could squeal, but he resists.
Changbin looks up at Hyunjin again “How… how can I carry him without hurting him?”
“Over your shoulder, gently. Channie-Hyung, make sure his hands stay against his back and watch his shoulders.”
Felix raises off his heels to settle on his knees and allows himself to be lifted off the ground, the two of them working together as delicately as they can as if he’s made of glass.
His body is completely pliant as he is carried over Changbin’s strong shoulder, his familiar hands more callused with dedication than before. He’s gently but securely grasping the backs of his bare thighs. Chan follows dutifully behind, one hand wrapped around both Felix’s wrists while his eyes constantly scan his back and shoulders for any sign of discomfort.
It takes the three of them to gently sit him on his bed with his legs dangling over the edge, the soft colorful glow of his LEDs providing the only light in the room.
Chan can’t help but silently laugh to himself as he sees the pink body pillow with his boyfriend perfectly tucked in amongst Felix’s other pillows and plushies, he steps back as he watches Hyunjin and Changbin carefully and silently run their hands over Felix’s body.
“I wanna see you.” Felix mutters, directed at nobody in particular but they all know exactly what he means. Hyunjin unties the silk and lets it fall from his eyes before fixing his hair again. He blinks away the fuzziness as his eyes lock on Changbin, they stare at each other longingly for several slow breaths before he cups Felix’s cheek.
“Hey, sweetheart. Beautiful, sweet, Yongbokie.” His voice is so full of warmth it makes Chan’s heart ache in the sweetest way possible. He settles into the chair at Felix’s desk, happily and quietly watching what he knows is an important and intimate moment for the three of them.
Hyunjin settles behind Felix, hooking his chin over his shoulder and watching them equally enamored. “I missed you.” Hyunjin’s voice sounds strained, “we missed you, Binnie.” Chan can see Changbin’s jaw clench in the way he knows means he’s fighting back tears as he reaches forward and places a hand on each of their cheeks.
“I missed you too, both of you.” He finally chokes out. Changbin looks over his shoulder toward Chan, once again silently outstretching his hand and Chan moves forward, sitting on the opposite side of Hyunjin and Felix as Changbin. All three of them turn to him, still smiling sweetly.
“I’m so happy you’re all happy.” Now his voice is undeniably hoarse but he means every word, he loves having the opportunity to watch how his boyfriend loves unconditionally. They’re all sniffling by the time Hyunjin snaps back up.
“That’s enough of that.” Hyunjin kisses the back of Felix’s head “I worked hard on this, don’t you want to tell him how pretty he looks?”
Chan and Changbin had nearly forgotten that Felix was in fact, still completely bound and they laugh to themselves. Changbin is at a complete loss for words while Chan decides exactly what approach he wants to take.
“Can I touch you, Lix?” Chan smiles sweetly as Felix nods. He runs his fingers over Felix’s shoulder until it brushes against the rope, then he follows it down his back with gentle fingers, the back of his hand lightly brushing down Hyunjin’s torso at the same time as he stays seated directly behind Felix. He lightly slips his fingers between Felix’s
“You did so good on this, Hyunjinnie. Can you teach me how to do this on Binnie too? Teach me how to properly show off his perfect tits? His perfect ass?” He asks breathlessly, and continues as Hyunjin nods deftly and chews his lips. “Lix… I don’t think I’ve ever put much thoughts into men’s lingerie, but… fuck these look so good on you.” He inhales through his teeth and drops his tone “I think your Binnie-Hyung needs some, don’t you? Wanna help me pick them out tomorrow? Help decide what he'd look best in?” He nods as a blush creeps over his cheek and his thighs squeeze together.
Chan looks up at Changbin and his jaw is hanging open, Chan has managed to work all 3 of them back up in no time flat by simply dangling his boyfriend in front of them. And Changbin loves him even more for it. “Anything to add, baby?”
They watch as an extremely flustered Changbin tries and fails to speak, ultimately shaking his head no and chewing on his lips. “Nothing?” Chan knows exactly what he wants, what they all want. “You know I'm okay with it, but you need to use your words, baby.”
Changbin can feel his ears and cheeks burning “You can… you can say no… can I kiss you? Both of you?” He watches as Felix and Hyunjin look between each other with the brightest smiles he’s seen all night and immediately agree.
Changbin leans forward, then back as he looks between the two like he’s unsure of who to kiss first. Hyunjin reaches over Felix’s shoulder and wraps his long fingers around the back of Changbin’s neck, slowly and gently leading him toward Felix first. The moment their lips touch Changbin’s entire body visibly relaxes. They exchange a few soft kisses before he pulls away and leans over Felix’s body to kiss Hyunjin, effectively sandwiching a bound Felix between them, Felix’s face perfectly nestled into Changbin’s chest.
Changbin pulls back when he feels Felix giggling against him before sinking his teeth into his pec, leaving behind a wet mouth mark on his t-shirt. Changbin surges toward him immediately, pressing their mouths back together and licking at the seam of Felix’s lips which pliantly open.
Soft smacking of wet mouths fill the room as Changbin is passed back and forth between the two of them, and Chan doesn’t mean to, but he audibly groans at what he’s decided is one of his new favorite views. Changbin smiles against Hyunjin’s open mouth and leans further over Felix, resting his hands on Chan’s thighs and eagerly kissing into his waiting mouth, sucking on his lips and tongue until he moans.
He pulls away and stands with a satisfied smile, kissing Felix and Hyunjin once more before he pulls Chan off the bed.
Chan tries to adjust himself as he stands to hide how painfully hard he’s been all night and Hyunjin giggles
“You don’t have to hide, Channie-Hyung.” His ears burn and he looks between them all, he’s very obviously not the only one still affected “We like you, too.” Hyunjin adds as he presses himself against Felix’s back.
Chan is immediately more flustered than he has been all evening, only managing to smile in response. Chanbin kisses all three of them again “I’ll see you both in the morning.”
They grab pillows, blankets and towels from the hall closet by Seungmin’s room, peeking through his open door to find it empty. They pass by Minho's room, the unmistakable sound of Jisung’s overstimulated whine piercing their ears. Jeongin’s door is still closed as expected, the music faintly playing over his speakers leaking out through the cracks.
*****
“Think they know?”
“Mmm probably not. They haven’t caught on yet, hope you can remember how to be quiet.” Seungmin teases as he settles onto his knees beside Jeongin’s bed, their clothes strewn across the floor around him and a familiar box resting beside them.
Jeongin glares down playfully “I’ll blame it on someone else. They don’t know what I sound like.”
“Mhm, sure, baby. I could tell you all apart without even trying.” He replies smugly before he sucks a mark into his inner thigh.
“I can be quiet.” He grumbles in response.
Seungmin grips his shaft with one hand and circles the palm of his other around the head, watching with amusement as Jeongin’s eyes already threaten to bulge out of his head. “Don’t try too hard, you know I’ll miss it.”
Jeongin rolls his eyes, it’s impossible to play hard to get when Seungmin has spent all his time figuring out exactly what makes him tick, but he enjoys the way Seungmin treats him after he teases him a little.
“Cute” Seungmin takes one hand off and licks playfully. He wraps his other hand around his own desperately hard cock and sighs in relief.
Jeongin holds the back of his head “Put it in your mouth or I’ll do it for you, baby.”
“Impatient little fox. Bet you’ve been thinking about it all day.” He teases and it’s the last thing he says before he fills his mouth with cock.
He has been thinking about it all day, he thinks about it what feels like every minute of every day. They’ve grown unimaginably closer these last few weeks, he’s seen so many more sides of Seungmin lately and he likes them all equally.
What they have has been enough so far, but Jeongin wants more. He needs more. He needs Seungmin in every way imaginable. And, respectfully, he needs Chan and Changbin out of the place so Seungmin can do unspeakable things to him. But for tonight, this will do… for tonight.
***
“Come on baby, you’ve got one more in you.” Minho is buried to his hilt as he drags his hand across Han’s cum painted torso, smearing it up to his throat “Just one, Jagi. Then I’ll give you what you want”
Jisung’s thighs are twitching as he squeezes them around Minhos hips “I don’t-” he’s panting as tears run from the corners of his closed eyes and into his hair “Jagiya… I…” he groans as Minho barely shifts his hips. He knows he can stop everything there with a single word, a single action, but he chooses not to.
“You can do it, you’re doing so good for me.” He runs a wet finger down the veins on the underside of Jisung’s cock as it lays mostly limp in a sticky puddle on his abdomen. “Tell me your color, baby.”
He peels his eyes open and his pupils are so blown they look like they’re threatening to spill from his irises. “Green… ”
“Good boy, what’s your safe word?”
He smiles so sweetly it makes Minho's stomach turn “Usagi. Mmm mybunny.”
Minho cups his cheek with his clean hand while he wraps the other around Han’s sensitive cock “That’s my boy. Good boy.” He keeps his hips still until he’s worked Han enough to get hard, whining and whimpering every step of the way. Then he slips the sleeve back around him using his cum as lube.
Jisung writhes as it envelops him, his eyes roll back and his nails dig into his boyfriend's back and Minho starts rolling his hips with practiced precision.
He’s gasping as his face contorts and Minho showers him with praise. He’s putty, completely empty headed, only Minho. Minho. Minho.
“Cum… Yeobo… need you.” He begs in incomplete sentences as his whole involuntary thrashes with overstimulation. “I… I… fuuucck.” He’s practically convulsing as he cums one last time, he’s completely lost count by now but he’s completely dry, a few meager drops collecting at his slit.
Minho buries himself deep, adding a second or third load to his dangerously full hole as it seeps out around him.
***
As soon as Chan and Changbin leave Hyunjin wraps his arms around Felix, kissing across his shoulder and neck as his hands trace every inch of rope around his torso. Felix’s chest rumbles with a soft groan as his hands make feeble attempts to grasp at anything from their bound position “Need to touch you.”
Hyunjin quickly and carefully unties only his wrists before he maneuvers Felix into his back and straddles him. He gently massages from his shoulders to his fingertips, kissing down each arm as he goes. He rests both hands across Felix’s chest as he finishes “How do you feel? Do you wanna stop for the night?”
Felix shakes his head no “Still want you.”
“You can have anything you want, angel.” Felix’s hands run up Hyunjin’s thighs, tugging at the waistband of his sweats and Hyunjin quickly pulls them off and drops his only article of clothing over the side of the bed. He settles back on top of him and grips the rope near his hip bones, rocking them together “wanna leave this or have me untie you?”
He groans and presses his hips up, grinding his aching cock against Hyunjin’s ass “leave it. Feels good.”
Hyunjin kisses down his body, pulling at the rope with his teeth as he goes until he’s mouthing over the sheer mesh that’s straining over Felix’s crotch. He laps a flat tongue over it until the fabric is soaked “Gonna have to get these off. I’ll buy you new ones tomorrow, you can match Changbinnie.”
He reaches into the nightstand drawer and pulls out the safety scissors they always keep on hand, carefully cutting both sides of Felix’s boxers before pulling them off around the harness. “God, look at you… fucking perfection.” He makes a mental note to paint this for his personal collection.
He immediately moves between Felix’s thighs, adjusting the rope encompassing his groin before he wraps his plush lips around Felix’s pretty dick. He feels a thud beside him as he continues taking the entirety of his length into his mouth, he knows Felix well enough to start feeling around for the bottle of lube without pulling off as delicate fingers thread through his long hair.
He taps the sides of Felix’s thighs and Felix brings them to his chest. He slows to a stop, warming his cock in his mouth instead as he experimentally pulls the rope between Felix’s cheeks to the side, sighing with relief when his hole is easily exposed. Will one side of his dick be chafed tomorrow? Probably. But that's a risk he's willing to take, it definitely wouldn't be the first time.
Hyunjin works him open one finger at a time, watching intently as Felix starts to fall apart under his practiced touch. He moans around Felix’s cock as he watches his jaw fall slack and his eyebrows pull together at the addition of a third finger.
Watching Felix’s pleasure is always enough to drive Hyunjin over the edge. He starts grinding his desperate cock into the bed below him at the same pace as he thrusts his fingers against Felix’s prostate, whining and groaning, easily spurred on by the deep moans that freely fall over his lips.
Hyunjin feels three taps at the top of his head and pulls off immediately, he stills his hand but keeps his fingers inside. “W-what’s wrong, my love?”
His breath is ragged as he squeezes his eyes shut, “want you inside me when I finish.”
Hyunjin is more than happy to oblige, carefully pulling his fingers out, immediately replacing them with his eager cock. They both moan in satisfaction as he buries himself fully, grabbing onto the harness for leverage.
Felix’s moans rise in pitch immediately as Hyunjin thrusts into him with gentle, fluid motions. His hand joins Hyunjin’s as he entwines their fingers, leaving the other free for Hyunjin to keep his grip on the ropes at his chest. Felix cums quickly, pouring out over his stomach and coating the hemp as he shudders.
Hyunjin releases the harness but tightens his grip on Felix’s hand “So good, baby. So good for me.” Felix smiles with half lidded eyes and he swears he could cum at the sight, he clenches his jaw as his free hand runs over Felix’s perfectly smooth thigh.
“Again. Harder.” It’s a demand, not a request. Hyunjin feels a chill run down his spine and his hand tightens around Felix’s thigh and he presses their other hands into the soft mattress below them. His fluid movements are rougher, their bare skin slaps against each other and loud moans fill the room as they forgo any illusion of politeness for their roommates and lose each other in the moment.
Hyunjin feels like his body is vibrating as he withholds his orgasm and he throws himself forward, hastily kissing against Felix’s mouth to ground himself. Felix swallows every one of his needy whines.
“N-not yet. W-wait f-for me” His moans stutter against Hyunjin’s open mouth.
Hyunjin does his best to nod in return as he whimpers and his muscles twitch.
Felix wipes his free hand through his own cum and uses it to stroke himself to completion as Hyunjin fucks into him in just the way that he needs.
“Hyunjin. Hyunjin- now. Fuck-” they cum together, their moans mixing beautifully as they milk out every last drop.
They stay together until they regain their bearings and he carefully pulls out and steps off the bed with shaky legs, pausing to watch as his release drips out, which makes Felix blush.
He pulls a plastic bin out from under the bed and removes an old towel, spreading it under Felix hips before he gently cleans his abdomen with wet wipes to the best of his ability.
He helps Felix sit up as he carefully unties the harness, kissing every inch of his body before he drops the rope into the bin to wash tomorrow.
***
Chan and Changbin climb into their makeshift bed in the middle of the dark living room in just the boxers, keeping their overnight bag in reach. Chan pulls Changbin into his chest as they lay down, fondly running his fingers through his hair “You okay, baby?” Changbin shakes his head yes, “you sure?” He nods yes again and Chan doesn’t press any further. He runs a finger down Changbin’s jaw and gently lifts it until he can vaguely see his face in the darkness “I’m really happy for you, Bin.”
“You mean it?” His head shakes as Chan laughs softly,
“Of course.” He pushes Changbin’s hair off his forehead and presses a kiss between his eyebrows before he trails them down to the tip of his nose and lands against his lips. “Seeing you happy makes me happy.”
Changbin climbs on top of him immediately, kissing him slowly through smiles as he grabs at Chan’s body below him before pulling away breathlessly “You actually buying me cute see through underwear or just getting them worked up?”
“Oh I’ll buy you any color you like” he plants his hands on Changbin’s ass “and whatever colors Lix wants for you. Maybe I’ll ask Jinnie if I can get you matching ones… maybe you all three need them.” He says the last part for himself as his imagination runs wild as his dick throbs beneath Changbin.
Chan gasps as Changbin’s teeth press into the side of his neck and he tightens his grip, pulling Changbin against him. “Want your dick in me, Channie. My mouth. My ass. Need you.”
Chan groans as he thrusts himself upward, rubbing their cocks together “Turn around, let me prep you while you give me that perfect mouth.”
Changbin giggles to himself as he starts to turn his body around, quickly pulling his boxers off in the process while Chan does the same. “Don’t need to prep me. Did it before we left.” As soon as his ass is in reach Chan reaches out with both hands, grabbing it and pulling him closer. He runs his hands over the smooth expanse of skin, settling his fingers against a familiar circular metal object perfectly nestled in Changbin’s hole. It’s too dark to see but he can easily imagine the pink jewel surrounded in silver as he grips its edges
“Oh fuck… aren’t you sneaky.” He pulls on it slowly until it catches, then pushes it back in. He feels puffs of hot breath against him as he fucks the plug in and out until Changbin takes him into his mouth without warning.
Chan’s head falls back, immediately crashing into the pillow as he bites at his lips to contain the moans that already threaten to spill over.
Chan’s motions stutter and his eyes roll back as his dick squeezes into Changbin’s throat. He moves to grab a handful of Changbin’s ass, rubbing circles into the perfectly round glute muscles he’d spent so much time perfecting.
“Fuck baby, you feel so good.” He winds his hand back and brings it down with a snap of his wrist, the sound echoes through the open room and Changbin moans around him, sending shivers through his body. He pulls off with a pop and Chan hisses through his teeth as the cold air hits his hot, spit covered cock.
“Bet my ass feels even better, Daddy.”
Chan shakes his head even though he’s aware Changbin can’t see him “Just me and you tonight. Just Channie and Binnie.” He taps the back of Changbin’s thigh “come here, baby.” He quickly turns himself around and settles next to Chan, kissing the side of his face with wet lips as he waits expectantly.
“On your back, I wanna see you.” See him as much as it possible in dark, but mostly he’s just craving the intimacy.
He settles into position immediately and Chan hovers over him as he reaches into the front pocket of their overnight bag and grabs out the lube. He kisses into Changbin’s open mouth as he carefully reaches between their legs and slowly pulls the plug out, tossing it into the same pocket.
He slicks himself and pushes in with ease, huffing out his breath as he buries himself to the hilt. Changbin wraps his legs around Chan’s waist, locking them in place as he rolls his hips as much as he’s able to.
Changbin moans quietly against his neck, loosening his hold with his legs and grabbing at Chan’s hips in an attempt to quicken the pace.
Chan pries a hand away, interlocking their fingers and pressing their hands into the pillow “Nice and slow, baby. Wanna take my time with you.”
The blankets are shrugged off as they continue at a grudgingly slow pace. Changbin’s free hand runs along Chan’s back, dipping his fingers into the empty space at his spine as he releases breathy moans.
They can hear a door crack open and the hallway light is switched on again, Changbin grips Chan’s hip to stall him but he’s met with a quiet, dark laugh. They’ve talked about this before, how they want to be watched, how Changbin wants to be used by them. Anyone who doesn’t want to see can tell them to cover up. They couldn’t have possibly expected them to sit through that and not fuck in their living room, right?
He pulls back, finally able to see each other again, and fills his mouth with wet breathless kisses. “Let them watch, let them see how to take care of you, how I take care of you.” He whispers as he increases his speed slightly, watching his face and Changbin smirks as he whispers his response.
“Better give them something to remember.”
Chan’s expression darkens and he drops Changbin’s hand, repositioning himself so he's kneeling upright before pulling Changbin into his lap.
Chan rolls his hips in long, deep strokes, grazing his prostate with every intentional movement.
He pulls one of Changbin’s legs over his shoulder and wraps his hand around his neglected cock, watching in delight as his mouth falls open and his eyes roll back. He twists his wrist in time with every thrust, showering Changbin in quiet praise as he watches his body grow limp and pliant.
A second door opens and Chan watches Changbin’s face again. He nods weakly, slowly blinking away the fogginess as he taps at Chan’s thigh twice, signaling he’s still comfortable with continuing. He’s living out one of his longest held fantasies, he doesn’t want to stop unless absolutely necessary.
They can hear the shower turn on, followed by Jisung’s whining growing louder again as he’s presumably carried out of Minho’s bedroom. Changbin’s moans grow progressively louder and they’re met with a whistle down the hallway, making Chan’s ears burn while spurring him on further.
Any predisposition of slowness is thrown out the window and Chan fuck into him earnestly, desperate to watch him writhe and feel him clench beneath him. Changbin cums with an unbridled moan that undoubtedly echoes down the hallway, spurting over Chan’s fist up to his own chest. Chan follows immediately, filling his clenching hole to the brim with a growl.
They fall together, panting and sloppily kissing until they can think somewhat coherently again. Chan carefully pulls out and immediately puts the plug back in place with a satisfied grin. He cleans them up with wet wipes from their bag, it didn’t make up for the shower they both desperately needed but it was enough for tonight.
***
The next morning Jisung wakes Chan and Changbin up by lying directly on top of them before crawling under the blankets between them as Minho putters around in the kitchen. Hyunjin and Felix are in the shower, so they wait their turn comfortably huddled together.
When they finally hear the door open, they kiss Han on each side of his face and Chan slings the backpack over his shoulder and starts down the hallway half dressed as usual.
Jeongin’s door opens just before he passes, and he’s immediately shocked by what he sees behind it. He averts his eyes as quickly as possible but not before he catches an undeniable glimpse of a half asleep Seungmin, shoving a half dressed Jeongin behind him and practically slamming the door shut again.
“I saw nothing!” He panics, hurrying down the hall and locking the door behind him.
He stands like a statue in the middle of the bathroom, half believing he hallucinated the whole thing. There’s a knock at the door, he quickly remembers he just locked his boyfriend out and opens it without thinking. But it’s not Changbin, it's Seungmin. He steps in and closes or behind him.
“Don’t make this weird, Channie-Hyung. I saw you railing Changbin in my living room and I’m not making that weird.”
Chan feigns ignorance, “Don’t make what weird? I didn’t see anything.” His burning ears give him away.
“Obviously you did, don’t make it weird for him. He- we didn’t intend for you to find out this way. It’s only been a few months, we’re not together, but we’re both really happy with what we’ve got. Don’t make it a big deal.”
Chan can see the sincerity and near panic as he explains and his expression softens, “I won’t, bud. I’m happy for you guys.” He pulls Seungmin into a tight dad hug, unable to contain his excitement anymore.
Seungmin groans as all the air is squeezed from his lungs, “Just hurry up in here, Hyung. We need to get in here too.”
Chan grins from ear to ear. We.
He watches Seungmin leave and walk straight back to Jeongin’s room, Changbin peeks around the corner with an equally shocked smile and fast walks to the bathroom to pry details from Chan.
Breakfast goes perfectly, everyone squeezes into their usual pairings as they eat happily, talking over each other with their mouths full.
“We should make last night a regular thing.” Hyunjin blurts out louder than everyone else. “‘Stray kids talent show’ nothing off limits!” Jeongin shoots him a disgruntled look “some things off limits!”
They’re all yelling over each other with suggestions and Changbin zones out into his own little world, his wasn’t necessarily a talent he wanted to showcase… rather, he wanted to be the subject of these talents. He wanted to be put to use by all of them. However they wanted. Wherever they wanted. Whenever they wanted.
Maybe they should rent the house again and invite everyone this time.