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San should have known better. Honestly, though, who could really blame him? He just wanted to blow off some steam after a hard day of work, and wound up in a pleasure club. It was just a really nice name for a strip club that also specialized in escorting services. He was horny and lonely, and although he wasn’t the type to have anonymous sex, watching strippers seemed like a good idea. He had no idea he’d be captivated by two dancers there: bunny hybrids Venus and Mars.
Venus had long, pretty, blonde curls that bounced as he hopped up a pole and spun his body expertly around it. He wasn’t even a little shy, shaking his cute, little tail, as he ripped his clothes off his body and danced like sin in spiked heels. He looked the picture of an actual demon with adorable little blond ears sticking up out of his head. He was small but stacked, body compact with a plump ass and wide hips. He had plush lips always painted a pretty pink and glossed with his own saliva, tongue running across them as he attracted another man with skill and ease. It wasn’t hard for him to spread his legs and have someone toss money against his bulge.
Mars had hair as red as the planet. His long, sleek, ebony ears cocked cutely as he crawled on the floor like a predator. His eyes were big and round; he'd use his adorable looks to wrap patrons around his long, elegant fingers. Despite being a prey animal, he'd tilt his long neck back to show the column of unmarked flesh. His long legs would spread, showing the wetness of his panties, leaking slick like a wanton whore; feeding off all the attention on him and his voluptuous body under the coloured lights. He was a little shy and more reserved, but he seemed to come alive when feeding off of Venus, which is why they always seemed to dance together. When Mars wasn’t in retrograde, he was powerful, especially when he showed off his impossibly slim waist and shapely hips.
San was a panther, and he wanted to devour these pretty bunnies. He knew he shouldn’t get so attached to strippers, but he was. He started coming to the club week after week to drop tons of cash at their feet. He was attracted to them, and although he knew he couldn’t buy their affection, in some way, he felt like he was helping to take care of them. That’s just how his mind worked. When you're a powerful CEO, you start to learn that capitalism is a problem, but money really does talk. If he liked the pretty bunnies, then he should make sure they have enough to be taken care of. So, he came at the same time every Saturday and sat in the same booth. He established a routine, and the smart bunnies caught on quickly.
Venus saw him first, walking over in white lingerie, looking like an angel. There was a heart shape cut out at the chest making his chest look fuller, and a heart cut out for his fluffy little tail in the panties. He immediately climbed into San’s lap, an excited chittering heard with his deep exhale. “You’re back. Did you miss me?” he asked, long lashes kissing the beauty mark under his left eye. He rolled his hips, pouting when he didn't feel a hard lump underneath his ass.
San’s hands clenched, wanting to touch, but knowing he couldn't. Completely encapsulated by the bunny's indistinct but clearly sweet scent. “I always come. Want to see you,” he murmured, embarrassed but sincere.
“Isn't he sweet?”
San stiffened, having been snuck up on. Mars leaned over his shoulder, a sweet grin on his lips as he rubbed their cheeks together, just barely scenting him. It made him feel like electricity zipped through him at such an intimate act. “You scared me.”
“Oh, I'm so sorry, kitty,” Mars said, pressing his full chest against San’s back and rubbing against him. “Can Marsie make you feel better?”
“I know a way we can make it better,” Venus said with a flirty grin. He leaned into San's space to whisper in his ear. “We get off in half an hour. If you wanna take us home, stick around. If not, then leave. No pressure, kitty.”
The warmth and weight was immediately gone, and he was left feeling the ghost of Venus' breath on his ear. What an interesting situation to be in. Did he let himself get swept up in the push and pull of two pretty hybrid strippers or walk away with his pride and dignity intact? The answer was obvious! He slammed his hands down on the table, and signaled a waitress to bring him another drink. A little liquid courage never hurt anybody though.
San probably had more money than brains. A predator hybrid who had everything pretty much handed to him. That's not to say he was dumb; he worked hard through college, and moved up the ranks quickly. He learned all aspects of being a CEO, but it didn't leave time for romance. Always very goal oriented, he had no time for anything more than a fling or two. This was the first time he considered actually paying for it, but it's not like he couldn't afford it. He wouldn't say he was desperate, but there was an undeniable attraction to the bunnies. Sure, their whole thing was being attractive and providing sexual fantasies, but they weren't obligated to sleep with patrons. This was just luck being on his side.
Half an hour later, Venus and Mars came out of the back room, eyes shining at seeing San still sitting in the same place. Venus bounced over with a wide grin. Mars stalked behind him with a gentle smile of his own.
“You stayed,” Venus said, pressing against him.
San swallowed hard. He could smell makeup remover and a spritz of perfume. “I stayed.” Before he knew it, they were standing outside of his private car, and the driver was opening the door.
“Oh, I just thought you were dropping your paychecks. You're rich, rich,” Venus said as he slid into the car. Mars motioned for San to get in, and climbed in after him.
“My name is Wooyoung, and he's Seonghwa,” Venus, now Wooyoung, said while pointing to the other bunny pressed against San’s side. “Can we have your name, kitty cat?”
“My name is…uh, Choi San. Yes, that Choi San,” he said when their mouths dropped open on a gasp.
“Well, well, Wooyoung. You picked up quite the important man,” Seonghwa trilled, petting San’s rounded ears. It forced a rumbling purr out of his throat. It had been so long, too long since someone had touched him. The intimate fondling of his ears was like heaven to his touch starved body.
“It seems I did. What do you like then, Sannie? Tell me what you want from two pretty bunnies at your beck and call.” He placed his hand on San’s knee, and slowly stroked his way up.
“Don't be so crass, Wooyoungie,” Seonghwa said. His baritone voice slid like warm honey across his ears. “Maybe he needs a good massage.” He grabbed on to the back of San's neck, briefly scruffing him before rubbing. San’s body went completely limp. The scruff, their sweet smells, it was driving him crazy.
“Don't play coy, hyung. Sannie knows what we want. Don't you?” Wooyoung asked, now cupping his slowly hardening cock.
San barely restrained a moan, jolting at the brazen touch. His hands flexed, and he took a deep, shuddering breath. He licked his lips before finally nodding his head. He knew what Wooyoung wanted for sure. Wooyoung grinned, all of his teeth on display. “Let's give him something good to see, hyung,” Wooyoung said. San wasn't sure what he was talking about. He gasped as the two of them leaned over his lap and began to make out. He clenched on to his own pants, watching as little flashes of their pink tongues invaded his vision. Eyes closed, wildly licking into each other's mouths, and moaning against each other. San bit on his bottom lip when Seonghwa’s hand landed on the tent he had already made in his pants.
“So big, and all for us,” he said with a grin, his voice deep and rumbly. It made San’s toes curl in his expensive ass shoes. In the presence of the two bunnies, he was very much out of his depth, and had absolutely no idea what to do. He had two gorgeous prey animals basically laying themselves bare at his feet, and he felt like a bumbling virgin. He’d just never done anything like this. Ever the romantic, he always did dinners, walks along the river, and falling into bed to make gentle love. Sure, he’d always wanted something a little more wild and exciting, but he was trying to show he could be a good mate. He didn’t need to bite and claim and get wild all the time, but his instincts craved it. Predator animals weren’t exactly commonplace, and people thought all of them acted like dumb cavemen with no sense of self control. He didn’t want to be labeled like that; he wanted to show people he could control himself. Unfortunately, he felt like these two were going to do everything they could to make him completely lose all sense of his control.
The car stopped, the door opened, and Seonghwa was reaching inside the car to tug him out before he could even regain any of his senses.
“What a nice place you have, Sannie. Do you live here by yourself?” Wooyoung asked. He looked around the front gardens of the large estate. He could see a few cars in the driveway and even a motorcycle.
“Oh, no. I have a few roommates. Well, it feels unfair to call them that. They are my good friends,” he said. He lived in a large house with Hongjoong, Yunho, and Mingi. The three were actually in some kind of situationship, but he really didn’t get involved. San kept to himself and his own business. Like when he found out about his pretty secretary Yeosang and the COO Jongho; just don’t let these kinds of things interfere with your work. That’s all he really cared about.
“Your bike?” Wooyoung asked, pointing to the Harley in the driveway.
San laughed. He wouldn’t be caught dead on that death machine. “No, that’s Hongjoong’s bike. I’d rather not.”
“Hmm, he sounds fun.”
San had no idea what that was supposed to mean, but he led them to the front door and stuck his thumb on the fingerprint reader. It clicked open with a beep. He knew the place was empty; every week, his housemates made plans to go out on the night San went to see the strippers. Although he never imagined even once bringing them home, he was grateful that he had made this a routine, and wouldn’t have to awkwardly deal with the three gremlins all up in his business. Or worse, shamelessly flirt with the two bunnies who obviously dealt in receiving attention.
He gave them a quick tour. The kitchen, the living room, and the bathrooms. Even though he had an ensuite with a waterfall shower head, he just wanted to give them places to go in case they needed to be away from him. He wasn’t holding them against their will, and he would never make them stay in the same room if they in any way felt uncomfortable. Lastly, he got to his room.
“Wow, so nice,” Seonghwa said. His eyes were wide as he took it all in. San’s room was spotless as he was naturally a very tidy person. He had bookshelves lined with cute figurines and tons of poetry books that he enjoyed reading.
“Are those plushies? That’s so cute,” Wooyoung said as he walked towards the bed.
San slapped his forehead, cursing that he brought these boys to his actual bedroom with his plushie collection sitting on his bed. He just really liked cute things. It helped with his stress when he could knead the softness of a squishy plush or helped him sleep when he could cuddle something. God, they were going to laugh, but they didn’t. Actually, they both ran over to the bed, and began picking up and cuddling the plushies like babies.
“They are so cute, Sannie,” Seonghwa said, snuggling a stuffed bunny plushie.
“Big, bad panther is just a cute, little kitty. I’m into it,” Wooyoung said shamelessly. San wasn’t proud of how his cock twitched at being called a cute, little kitty. Deep down, he really just wanted to be a good boy. “You gonna stand there and watch us be cute or are you going to ruin us?”
Seonghwa giggled, his red hair falling into his eyes. “Don’t pressure him, Youngie. Come here, Sannie. We can just talk.”
“I’m just…nervous,” San said, his tail brushing against his hands. He grabbed it, and twisted the fur between his palms. “I’ve never done anything like this before.”
Seonghwa got to his feet, and pointed at Wooyoung. “Don’t move. Not a word.”
San’s eyebrows shot up into his hairline. Seonghwa’s voice was stern, almost motherly in a way. Wooyoung bit down on his lips, and followed the order. It was actually fascinating as San didn’t really think Seonghwa had it in him. Apparently, the beautiful man had layers. Seonghwa had a little height on him, and ran his long fingers through San's shaggy hair. “You don’t have to do anything for us,” he whispered assuringly.
“I want to,” he said confidently.
“Then let us take care of you.” Seonghwa tugged on his hair, pulling him in for a gentle kiss. He moaned in surprise; Seonghwa’s lips were so soft, alluring. He couldn’t pull away even if he wanted to. He was caught up in the heat and the intensity of the kiss. He let Seonghwa guide the pace, and followed him along. His tongue was wet, and he tasted so sweet. San finally found a little courage, grabbing on to his wide hips and pulled their bodies flush. Seonghwa was pliant, falling against his chest while wrapping his arms around his neck and melting into the kiss with a soft sigh.
He could distantly hear Wooyoung's whimpers, but he was completely wrapped up in Seonghwa. His scent, his taste, even the way he felt in his hands. His ears flicked, hearing Wooyoung walk over to them. He didn’t say anything; he just pressed a kiss to San’s neck, and began removing his blazer. Seonghwa's finger hooked into his tie and pulled the knot free while Wooyoung began to undo the buttons of his dress shirt. They worked as a unit, slowly getting him undressed. Seonghwa undoing his buckle, Wooyoung unzipping his pants, all while his lips felt almost bruised from the intensity of the kisses he shared with Seonghwa. Soon, he was the only one naked, and Seonghwa pulled away while licking his lips.
“Oh, he’s big,” Wooyoung grinned, coming to stand in front of him before quickly dropping onto his knees. San jolted when his large hand curled around the thick length. “Can I suck you off?”
He nodded, and suddenly was subjected to the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. Wooyoung was pressing teasing kisses and tiny little licks to his length as Seonghwa began to get undressed. Even if he wasn’t technically on stage, his presence was still so magnetic, his beauty was off the charts. His shirt came off, and he bat his lashes coyly with a small blush he almost seemed to conjure up on command. Unfortunately, San’s attention was pulled away as Wooyoung eagerly swallowed him down to the base, and his hips kicked with a moan. “Oh, my god!” he said after a curse.
“You can call me Wooyoung,” he said with a cheeky grin after pulling off with a pop. San didn’t even have time to process that before his cock was encased in his warm and wet mouth again. When he looked up again, Seonghwa was naked. His cock curved up to his belly, but he turned around and showed the slick dripping down the backs of his thighs. San could discern the thick, cloyingly sweet scent of his slick. It was fruity, bursting with ripeness. His cock twitched in Wooyoung’s eager throat who hummed in response, making his thighs quiver.
Seonghwa walked over to San, and kissed him gently. “Come to bed. Come on, Wooyoung.”
If you asked San, he was in hell. They got into bed, Wooyoung stripped down naked, and now they were both using their mouths on his cock. Licking, sucking, kissing, smearing spit, and his spilling precum everywhere. They traded kisses and licked at each other with his cock right between them. He felt like he might vibrate right out of his skin.
“You can cum,” Wooyoung said with a moan, taking the head of his cock into his mouth and eagerly sucking like he was attempting to milk him dry. San finally tipped his head back with a loud moan, hitting his peak. Wooyoung pulled away, and Seonghwa pressed their cheeks together, stroking San’s cock continuously in his hand as he shot spurts of cum in their open mouths and across their swollen lips. It looked so sinful as they swallowed, then began to lick semen off each other's face while giggling.
“No knot, alpha?” Seonghwa asked. He had been ready to cup it in his hands, but it never popped.
San huffed for breath. “I have to cum more than once.”
Wooyoung's eyes went wide before his face split into a wide grin. No one could see his fluffy blond tail wiggling with his excitement. He stood up, and pushed San to lay back on the bed. “Get comfy, alpha,” he purred.
Seonghwa looked up at Wooyoung, and took in the wild look on his face. He loved when his partner in all aspects of life got like this. He was going to milk the alpha for all he was worth, and Seonghwa was going to help him. San had been so kind and so sweet. He gave them so much money, and never asked for anything in return. They were going to give him something though, even if it was only the best night of his life. Seonghwa got to his feet, helping San readjust before Wooyoung pounced on the panther like a wild cat. Once San was settled, he leaned in close and kissed his lips. It started slow and sweet, but Seonghwa began to lick into his mouth. He could taste the liquor on the alpha's slightly rough tongue. It was barely there, but enough to feel it. “Touch me,” he whispered in between the kisses.
San lifted a shaky hand, and trailed his fingers down Seonghwa's long spine, his toes curling when the omega pressed against him with a soft chitter. He felt his ebony cotton tail twitch against his hand before grabbing on to the meat of his ass. Seonghwa was already dripping, his cheeks slick and pooling onto the bed. He was going to leave his sweet scent soaked into the mattress.
Wooyoung quickly settled his weight on San’s lap, rocking his hips to slide their cocks together. San was already stiffening up, enraptured with a tongue filled kiss with Seonghwa. “Alpha’s big cock completely hides mine.” When he heard San’s whimper, his forced pout morphed into a sly grin. It didn't matter how sweet an alpha was, being told they were big made them melt. He wasn't exaggerating; San had a very big and thick cock, much bigger than his own, and he was quite big for an omega. Still, Wooyoung kept rocking his hips, letting his sweet scent burst in the room and completely douse the needy panther trapped between his thighs.
“Smells so sweet. Like honey,” San groaned against Seonghwa's mouth.
“Kitty has a good nose,” Wooyoung murmured, leaning over San and pressing their chests together. He nosed under his jaw, finding his scent gland on his vulnerable neck, and licking against it. San trembled underneath him, and he giggled. “Such a good alpha,” he purred, sitting up again on his knees. He repositioned until, finally, he was hovering over San’s thick cock. His slick dripped all over the thick length, but he didn’t move. He just waited for Seonghwa to be done ravaging the alpha’s mouth so he could really enjoy this moment. Honestly, he just wanted the alpha to pay attention to him too.
Seonghwa giggled, his little nose scrunching as he picked up the annoyed shift in Wooyoung’s scent. “I think someone wants your attention, kitty.”
San was still a bit dazed, his senses clouded and hazy with their strong scents. He looked over at Wooyoung, and he realized his cock was slick and Wooyoung’s hand was holding it around the base. He swallowed hard, all of his attention on the pretty bunny and his cocked, velvet ears. His tail wound around his wrist, smiling when Wooyoung jumped at the touch of his soft tail.
“Silly kitty,” Wooyoung whispered before finally sinking down on San’s long and hard cock. He bottomed out quickly, almost knocking the air out of his lungs. His head rolled back bonelessly as he left out a loud and whiny moan. It was so good; his thighs trembled with pleasure. He felt like a single bounce would make him cum on the spot. It had been awhile since he felt so stuffed to the brim. He lazily rolled his hips, letting himself get accustomed to the girth.
San’s hands shot up, gripping Wooyoung’s waist with bruising strength as a yelp was punched out of him. He didn’t expect Wooyoung to just slam down on him, and he felt like he was going to cum. He grit his teeth, a small hiss of air sucked in between his teeth. Wooyoung was so wet and tight. He felt like his cock was melting, it was just so pleasurable. But before he could even let himself get lost in the heat, Seonghwa was once again ready to occupy his mouth with a kiss. Seonghwa kissed like a dream, and San just knew he could spend hours just kissing those plush pink lips.
Wooyoung didn’t really need San’s help, but he did like how tight he was grabbing on to him. Surely he would bruise, and he would love to show patrons the finger shaped prints on his hips, making them wish it was them. But they weren’t quite paying his rent the way San was. This started out as a way to pay back the sweet panther that was paying for them without being a total creep or demanding anything. It turned into something they really wanted to do. San was so sweet and always so respectful. What would it be like to see the panther under the surface? What if he let himself be overtaken by his predator instincts against two, sweet smelling, prey hybrids? It was exhilarating to think about. Not to mention, omega bunny heats are so hard to get through alone. Seonghwa was tired of breaking every dildo they owned. If a sexy big cat could fuck the heat out of them, that would be so beneficial to everyone involved. And San did have enough cock to go around. “Sannie, look,” Wooyoung said, getting his attention. He pointedly looked down where his stomach was bulged out. San had literally filled up every inch of available space in his body. That’s why he felt so damn full. He gave a bounce watching as his stomach went back before bulging out again. After that, after how fucking sexy that was, he was long gone.
Seonghwa giggled against San’s mouth. It was less like kissing, and more like dueling tongues as Wooyoung rode the alpha into the mattress. He pulled back, and got onto his knees. “San, can I sit on your face? I’m dripping all over the place, and I don’t want to ruin your bed.” He pouted out his lips. Honestly, he didn't give a damn about San’s mattress, but he was dripping slick from being turned on by the whole situation. He desperately wanted some type of relief, and hoped the panther was good with his mouth because Wooyoung looked like he wasn't getting up until after he was properly knotted and full of cum.
San nodded enthusiastically. God, to have the sweet, fruity smelling omega sitting on his face would be everything. One on his cock, one on his face. He was the luckiest alpha in the whole world, and he felt like he was blowing his chance at the moment. They were being so good and taking the reins so well, but he was an alpha dammit. He needed to stop being a whimpering kitty and be the panther he was. He could do it. He totally could. Of course, he could hardly think, being buried in their aroused pheromones. He was only one panther against two gorgeous, omega bunnies. Maybe, if they allowed him after finally knotting one of them, he could show them that he could take control. Which, based on how Wooyoung was moving and sounding, it wouldn’t take him very long to cum. He watched as Seonghwa finally straddled his face, facing Wooyoung. His gorgeous, pink hole dripped endlessly on his face. He buried himself between the perky, little cheeks, and began to eat him out with fervor. Oh, he sounded just as pretty as Wooyoung. San was going to be done in seconds flat.
Wooyoung was surprised that San lasted so long, which was perfect, as he could feel the fires of an impending orgasm rolling through his veins. He was allowed to just feel and bring himself to pleasure. Sure, he liked when an alpha took what they wanted, but sometimes, he wished he could just feel. To allow himself to not race towards an orgasm, but to actually let it slowly build up. For an alpha to depend on him to move his hips and wiggle his little tail to get what he wanted. He was surprised San had so much restraint. He was diligently eating Seonghwa out, and his partner was whining and basically throwing it back on his face. Rolling his hips trying to draw him in that much deeper while also trying to drown him in the copious amounts of slick he made. San didn’t seem to have any complaints; if anything, he was moaning enthusiastically and purring in his chest. How cute. He was just so cute. “Sannie, are you going to knot me, alpha? I want you to make me round with your kittens.” He smirked when the tail around his wrist seemed to tighten, and the vibrations of his purrings increased. Oh, so it was a breeding kink was it?
“He seems to like that thought. He’s licking me so much better. Ah~!” Seonghwa moaned, bending over to seal his and Wooyoung’s mouth together. His lips were swollen, but he wanted to kiss his partner so bad. He couldn’t help it, he was just a bunny in love. Wooyoung meant everything to him, and he would do anything for him. Seonghwa could taste the passion in Wooyoung’s eager mouth. His clumsy kisses as his pleasure escalated. He gasped when Wooyoung's big hand wrapped around his cock, and his head tipped back in pure ecstasy.
“I can feel his knot, Hwa. It's gonna split me in half. Want you to cum with me. Alpha should hear both of us, yeah?” Wooyoung said with a conspiratory grin.
Seonghwa rolled his hips back into San’s mouth, but also popped his hips to fuck into Wooyoung’s warm hand. The dual sensation made him get louder, his little tail twitching like his ears. So much, so good. He could smell San, his alpha scent flaring as he got closer and closer to filling Wooyoung up with his cum. Plugging him up full with his knot, just the way he wanted.
San was trying, he really was. He wanted to give everything to these bunnies, but they seemed hell bent on pulling at his seams until all he could do was unravel. He forced his hips up, slamming his fattening knot into Wooyoung's slick and greedy hole.
Wooyoung lurched forward falling into Seonghwa's neck, right where his aroused scent emanated. His eyes rolled, and he shuddered. With a high whine, he came hard, his semen dripping down onto where his hand was still wrapped around Seonghwa's cock. He tried to keep pumping the length, but San was slamming up into him with his thick knot. It was getting bigger and bigger, spreading him out until he thought he would rip in half.
Seonghwa used the pads of his fingers to tilt Wooyoung's face up towards him. His eyes were unfocused and fucked out, tears clinging to his lashes. “Alpha making you feel good, baby? You can take it. Such a good omega.”
Wooyoung's tongue lolled out of his mouth, the praise washing over him and forcing a dry orgasm out of him. His body shuddered, clenching on to San's knot and making him whimper. It was followed by a burst of warmth washing over his insides and flooding into his womb. His body went limp, unfathomable pleasure rolled through him.
Seonghwa came with a soft moan, his body twitching as San didn't seem too keen on releasing him. It created a steady roll of pleasure that sparked through him. San was purring heavily, and he could feel the vibrations all over. “Content kitty bred the omega so well,” Seonghwa murmured.
“Yeah,” Wooyoung replied mindlessly.
San gave Seonghwa's hole one last languid lick before finally releasing him. He could still taste him, trapped under the small hooks of his rough tongue. He leaned his head back, the constant rumble of his chest giving away how content he was. Seonghwa moved, but his warmth was replaced by Wooyoung laying against his chest, stuck on his knot. “You okay?” He asked. Honestly, right up until the end he did nothing, but he was afraid he might have overdone it.
Wooyoung hummed. “Yeah. ‘m fine.” He sighed happily, burrowing his face into San's chest.
“How long for my turn?” Seonghwa asked.
“Not long at all. My knot shrinks fast out of my rut,” San said, already feeling his knot deflating.
“Mmm, need a rut partner? I'd love to feel this full forever,” Wooyoung asked.
“I've never ..for my rut. You know…cause the barbs.”
“Oh my god!’ Seonghwa's eyes went wide, sparkling in the darkness of his room. “That's actually a thing?”
San was embarrassed to explain it was a thing while his softened cock fell out of Wooyoung, followed by a gush of his own cum. Soon, the bunnies got up, moving as if they owned the place. Wooyoung came back in with water bottles as Seonghwa cleaned San up. It started innocent at first, but now his dick was halfway down Seonghwa's throat, and his soul was properly snatched.
“Couldn't wait? Eager slut,” Wooyoung said, playfully rolling his eyes.
“Says the one that was knotted,” Seonghwa said after pulling off with a nasty slurp.
“That's fair.”
San sighed. He loved how banter with them just always flowed. They never made things awkward. He jumped when Seonghwa took his cock back into his mouth. He looked up at San through a curtain of red hair, his ebony ears pressed back in determination. His plump lips were wrapped firmly around San's cock as he slobbered and drooled all over the turgid flesh. He moaned, creating a soft vibration that made San shudder.
Seonghwa pulled off, pressing the most delicate kisses to the tip of San’s cherry red cock. He stroked the length with his hand, aided by his own saliva for an easy glide. “You ready to use this?” Seonghwa asked.
As San looked down, he felt something inside of him snap. The pretty bunnies smelled so good, they were eager and wet. Here, for him. He sat up with a growl. Seonghwa didn't flinch; he craned his neck to assess San’s imposing form. He bared his neck with the softest whimper as his scent sweetened up. It was permission, and San took it.
“It's about to get interesting,” Wooyoung said to no one in particular.
San stood up and grabbed Seonghwa under the armpit to haul him to his feet. The bunny went limp, letting himself be manhandled with ease. His scent was sweet, and showed no indication of distress. San flung him onto the bed, belly down. He watched as Seonghwa tucked his knees under his body and got into a perfect presenting position. His little cotton tail was twitching in excitement, slick trailing down the backs of his thighs.
“Such a pretty bunny,” San growled, his voice deep and rumbly. A far cry from his high, sweet voice from earlier.
Seonghwa and Wooyoung both melted, moaning in tandem at the shift in the disposition of the panther, an air of a dangerous predator. They didn't hate it, they were omegas after all. San was an alpha, a predator, they were perfect prey animals, and Seonghwa was pinned underneath him, a surge of arousal and bolt of fear heightening his nerves. His ears twitched and swiveled like trying to find danger, even if it was right behind him. San was dangerous; they knew the risk. He seemed so sweet, but even with a growl rumbling in his throat, they had a feeling he wouldn't hurt a fly. San just didn't seem the type. Sure, he had instincts to growl and even overpower those weaker and smaller, but he seemed to be naturally very easy going. An alpha, but not overbearingly so.
Seonghwa jumped when a pair of hands grabbed the globes of his ass. He whimpered in embarrassment as his cheeks were pulled apart, revealing his dripping hole.
“So wet for me already, pretty,” San murmured, swiping his fingers through the sticky mess. He brought his soaked fingers to his mouth, and gently lapped at them, purring like a content kitty.
“Where the hell was this alpha earlier?” Wooyoung asked breathlessly.
“Wooyoung, I beg you to shut up,” Seonghwa whined.
“Don't worry. I'll give you my knot too, bunny,” San whispered in his fluffy ears. The omega went limp, a content chitter rumbling in his throat as his tail twitched more.
Wooyoung climbed over, straddling Seonghwa's back, his hard cock dripping onto the divot of his arched back. He tugged the alpha down for kisses. Deep, filthy kisses, tongues twisting together. Their tongues dueled, but Wooyoung gave up, letting his mouth be completely dominated by the big cat. He moaned against San's mouth. He seemed so different, but not in a bad way. More confident, more self assured. Like when Seonghwa got into his stage mode. Like himself when the bright lights shone on his body. It was like a performer taking the stage. For his second act, he was going to fuck Seonghwa into incoherency. Wooyoung was happy for his partner. Seonghwa always did like being dominated, and Wooyoung couldn't always deliver. He couldn't wait to watch Seonghwa get taken care of the way he deserved.
San pulled away from Wooyoung's lips, leaving him dazed and dizzy. Finally, he rubbed the head of his cock over Seonghwa's rim before sinking into the heat. He groaned, leaning into Wooyoung as Seonghwa's walls clung to every inch of his length.
“Tight, huh? Hyungie always feels so hot and tight. No matter how much he's fucked, his hole loves cock,” Wooyoung whispered. He splayed his hand over Seonghwa's lower back before sliding lower, and sinking a finger in alongside San’s cock.
Seonghwa moaned, arching his back more, trying and failing to not jostle Wooyoung. The younger just held his weight on his knees, but pulled his finger free.
“See? He's all loose for you, alpha,” Wpoyoung knew what he was doing. Especially when San's hips popped forward, sinking himself deeper inside of the bunny. Seonghwa's shaky arms went out, and he fell down, face pressed into the mattress, with a fucked out noise.
“Please, please, please.” Seonghwa had no idea what he was begging for, but he knew he wanted it. He felt Wooyoung get off his back, and popped his head up, seeing his mate laying in front of him. “Youngie,” he whined, holding on to his warm hands for dear life.
“I got you, bunny. Don't worry,” he whispered, pressing a kiss to Seonghwa's nose.
San let them be for a moment. Just gripping hard onto Seonghwa's small waist. He had large palms to hold him tight, but his fingers were small. He wondered if when Wooyoung held him, did his fingers touch? The thought was almost enough to make him salivate. After they seemed settled, he finally got to work. He pumped his hips hard, humping into the bunny with fervor. The sound of his hips slamming into Seonghwa's ass was wet and loud. There was quite the cacophony of noise: Seonghwa's loud moans, the squelch of his slick, the crashing of their bodies, his own panting. So good, so much. If his roommates came home, the smells and the sounds would keep them away. He might have to embarrassingly apologize tomorrow, but he hoped they stayed out late. Honestly, San never brought home anyone, so maybe they would be happy for him. Currently, he was happy for himself because Seonghwa felt divine.
“Such a good bunny,” San moved his hands, placing them on the bed beside Seonghwa’s head to fuck into him deeper. The muscles in his arms were bulging as he held his weight and rut into Seonghwa's heat.
Seonghwa cried out, tears spilling down his cheeks. It felt so good, San's cock was so big, and seemed to slam up into his womb. Soon, his sounds were muffled as Wooyoung kissed him dirty. His mouth tasted so sweet, and Seonghwa felt himself relax even more, slick spilling out every time San pulled his hips back. It was obscene, but he couldn't bring himself to care about the mess. He pulled away from the kiss, his eyes rolling back as his legs spread, and he slipped off San's cock as he went completely limp.
“Can't get away from me, pretty. You wanted my knot so bad.” San climbed off the bed, yanking Seonghwa to the edge. Once his legs were over the edge, San sunk his cock into him again.
Seonghwa squealed, a raunchy moan echoing off the walls
“That's it. Good bunny. Take my cock like you were meant to,” San growled, fucking him hard.
Wooyoung scooted over to Seonghwa, and grabbed his hand while his other hand stroked his own cock. San was taking Seonghwa apart, and it was fucking hot. He whimpered when Seonghwa had enough wherewithal to grab his cock. He giggled, spitting onto the head of his dick to aid in the glide. “Even getting his brains fucked out, he still takes care of me,” he said. Delicately, he scratched at the spot between Seonghwa's ears, making him trill.
“Fuck. Keep doing that. I can feel his insides vibrate.” San could feel his knot forming. He was quickly hurtling towards the edge. He pushed in, grinding into him deep as his knot swelled up. Soon, it popped, locking them together, and with a whiny moan, he filled Seonghwa up.
Seonghwa gasped, tongue lolling out dumbly as his eyes crossed, and he came against the sheets of San's bed. It took so much out of him, getting bred so deep and full. He promptly passed out, trusting the other two to care for him.
He woke up clean and lying in the bed comfortably. His ears twitched at a sound, and he looked over to see San fucking Wooyoung against the wall. His fingers were pressing down on Wooyoung's tongue, keeping him quiet. The squelching slick gave them away. He chuckled, and saw Wooyoung's blond ear swivel towards the sound, cracking open an eye.
“We've been caught,” Wooyoung giggled before gasping and making a broken, guttural sound. “Yes, kitty,” Wooyoung moaned, grabbing San by the back of his head and clawing at his hair. “Fuck me just like that. Mmph - fuck!” He hiccuped on a sob.
Seonghwa's eyebrow quirked as San really gave it to Wooyoung. He laid back down, stretching out languidly as he heard San snarl and Wooyoung scream. A few seconds later, the bed poofed as San sat down with Wooyoung knotted on his lap. He was panting for breath, and limp against the panther that was currently licking across his scent gland and purring happily.
“I think he likes me. Can I keep him, mom?” Wooyoung asked with a fucked out giggle.
Seonghwa smiled as San's tail curled around his wrist. “We'll talk about it.”
Eventually, San and Wooyoung cleaned up. The blond bunny hopped back to bed looking cute in San's oversized clothes.
“Sannie said we can stay,” he said as he burrowed in the bed and snuggled into Seonghwa.
“Oh, good. I don't think I can feel my legs anyway,” Seonghwa answered.
Wooyoung giggled, nuzzling against Seonghwa's neck and mixing their scents together. “I like him, hyung. He's a nice alpha.”
“I know, baby. Let's sleep on it.”
San tossed his towel into the hamper and crawled into bed, curling against Wooyoung's back. “Are you staying?” he asked. His voice was shy and sweet.
Wooyound wiggled and turned around to face San. “Mhm. Hyung says we can talk tomorrow. For tonight, we're yours.”
“Wooyoung, move, so he can lay between us.”
They swapped places, and San was soon in a fruity explosion of content pheromones. Two bunnies cuddled into his sides, and he felt so lucky. He sighed, a purr rumbling in his chest as he got the best sleep of his life.
San should have known better, but he was glad he ignored his brain that night.