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For years, you’ve been so hung up on your boss. Who wouldn’t want the illustrious & devastatingly handsome Christopher Chahn Bahng? Editor-in-Chief of S-Class Magazine, the city’s most eligible bachelor, & the man most likely to get you soaked when he simply asks you to print copies for him. His office is the neatest you’ve ever seen. It could double as a small apartment, and yes, with a full bathroom & kitchenette. Everything has its place - he has his ways of perfection.
What you wouldn’t give to be the one on his arm. Currently it’s no one. He’s had a handful of women visit him over the years - each vastly different from the last. Different shapes, sizes, & complexions. The only thing they had in common was their social class. Each of them…rich girls with purses costing more than your student debt & car note put together. The daughters of millionaires & maybe billionaires too.
Since that level seems like pure fantasy, you settle for the company meetings. Meetings are your favorite parts of the week. One & a half hours in the same room as him; getting to smell his cologne whenever he walks around the room as he speaks. One time, he got so deep into a conversation with another colleague that he had to stop and think about something. And where did he stop and think? Right behind your chair. He even leaned against it with his hands pressing down on the back of it. You felt his tie gently grace the back of your head, not even caring when he noticed and apologized - continuing to pace.
That was the moment that kicked your obsession into overdrive. It felt like a subtle flirt. But that’s all it was: a feeling.
You only get to be in these meetings because they take place after 5 PM when deliveries & visits are no longer accepted. Now your job was to sit at the far corner of the long table & jot down whatever he commands. It’s all you had to go off on: letting him command you whenever he wanted. And the one time you saw him at that expensive gym you had a free trial at - that body. With every encounter, every glance, every work conversation - he drove you insane and you always had to suppress it until you got home to your detachable showerhead.
“I wanna see if it fits,” his voice tore through your daydream haze. Even if he was just talking about the cover layout of next month’s issue, that was a crazy thing to say.
You almost moaned at that; having to slowly exhale instead while closing your eyes for a few seconds. No one noticed anyway. At least you thought.
At the opposite corner, sitting next to Chris’s empty chair with the half-up/half-down hairdo, was Hyunjin. Hyunjin has been his best friend since their days at Uni. He is S-Class magazine’s art director, amazing at what he does. If anyone could create a seamless cover, it was him. Never pulled a late night - never needed to. Not that he’d ever want to since 3 times a week, he bathes in the city nightlife with several friends from other industries when he's not in the gym. Once in a blue moon, when he wasn’t being a workaholic, Chris would join him.
Hyunjin’s eyes are dead set on you, filled with intrigue. You get mildly embarrassed, quickly snatching your eyes back down to your notebook & scribbling as you pretend to be writing something of importance. That damn curiosity peaks and you look back up. His eyes haven’t moved. He’s studying you like an exam is looming. Within seconds, he presses his lips together in a failed attempt to hide his smirk. His tongue peeks out as he licks his lips & looks away for a bit. There was a random forced nod to make it seem like he was listening to Chris.
Now you’re feeling bashful. Any man who is able to turn your attention away from Chris has to be some kind of powerful. All it took was a little eye contact and the gravity reeled you in. His gaze returned, hungry now. Starved, even.
Next to you, your colleague Jisung taps your arm. You suddenly remember to breathe, it felt like Hyunjin had you under some sort of spell.
Jisung leans over and whispers, “Me, you, Minho, drinks after this.”
He sounded desperate because he was bored of this meeting. If only he knew it was anything but boring on your end. But you accept his invitation. One drink wouldn’t hurt.
You had to wait until everyone cleared out the room so you could collect all the materials to put away. Back at your desk close to 7 pm, you shut down your computer & scroll on your phone while you wait for Jisung & Minho.
You hear footsteps approach, assuming it’s them, but then a different pair of shoes eclipses your view. Expensive ones. By the time your line of sight reached his hips & gold Versace belt buckle, you knew it was Hyunjin. His hair was down now, falling just past his jawline. His lips were peach-toned, soft, & plump. Those piercing eyes made your heart skip several beats. He’s never been this up close before.
That stare locks you in again as if you’re under hypnosis.
“What are you doing tonight?” He asks so boldly. Everyday he hardly speaks to you outside of good morning & have a good night.
Now he’s asking about your evening plans?
“Uhh…” you thought, trying to process what just happened. “I’m going out for drinks with Minho & Jisung.”
His attention wanders up & down your desk, picking up the small succulent plant you had next to the keyboard.
“Jisung works in…the styling department, right?”
You nod while holding eye contact. His chest rose and fell deeply, the hunger in his eyes returned. He liked that.
“And Minho is…the one always hanging out in the styling department, I’m guessing.”
You suddenly got nervous. And when that happens, your eyes like to break eye contact. But when you just slightly turn your head, finding the office’s fish tank behind him to look at, you feel his hand on your chin - guiding you back to his gaze.
Your brows draw together in pleasurable confusion. What is this witchcraft? Your thighs squeeze together. Another sight he liked to see.
Your breath shakes a bit. “Y-yeah. That’s Minho.”
“What about me?” Minho asks, breaking the tension. He knows exactly what he did because he’s smirking about it. Jisung soon arrives, oblivious to it all, making sure everything he needs is in his bag.
Hyunjin clears his throat & straightens his posture. He looked Minho up & down. “I hear you guys are going out for drinks.”
“Hmm?” Jisung looks up with big eyes of surprise. “How does he know that- I mean, respectfully-”
“We’re just not used to our superiors being interested in…us.” Minho explained.
“Don’t be silly, Jisung.” Hyunjin chuckled. “We value all of you at S-Class. You’re all interesting.”
“...I’m Minho.” He held a finger up.
Awkward. Jisung rubbed Minho’s chest, calming any potential rise of tension.
“What’s going on?” Now Chris has joined the conversation.
Oh…
Chris has joined the conversation.
It’s like he snuck in out of nowhere. He looks around at each & every one of you. You’re frozen solid, forgetting all forms of language for a moment.
“These three were about to head out for drinks,” Hyunjin grinned. “And I was thinking we could treat them to a night out.”
“Hmm,” Chris thought about it. “Well there is a new bar across the street I’ve been wanting to-”
“I was thinking we could go to Venom,” Hyunjin suggested. Chris’s expression changes dramatically, as if he didn’t expect Hyunjin to say that.
Even Minho froze, slowly turning his head toward Hyunjin.
Chris clears his throat. “...Venom? Are you sure?”
Hyunjin shrugs. “It’s been a while since I had one of their strawberry martinis.”
Chris tilted his head with curiosity; his face slowly lit up. As much as you wanted to focus on his dimples, you couldn’t help but notice his eyes quickly shoot between you & Hyunjin.
“Strawberry martini sounds good actually.” That was Jisung’s way of accepting the invitation.
For some reason, Minho was unreadable during that entire exchange, not really reacting to Jisung’s excitement to visit a new place. But his eyes stayed fixed on him. Something tells you that he knows about Venom already.
“I’ll drive,” Minho volunteers.
“Not like you had much of a choice,” Jisung joked while pouting his lips.
“Hyunjin & I will meet you guys there,” Chris replied. “We have some things to privately discuss.”
You felt Chris’s eyes on you but acted like you hadn’t noticed, pretending to scroll through your phone. The entire atmosphere had changed. Two devastatingly handsome men hanging around your desk - one you’re already head over heels for and the other who looks at you like he’ll tear you to shreds…and you know you’ll let him.
Minho was more quiet than usual during the drive. But he’d better start talking, because you’ve got questions.
“What’s Venom about, Minho?” You leaned forward in the backseat filled with curiosity. “I have a feeling you know.”
Minho laughs nervously, even more once Jisung tunes in.
“Okay,” Minho finally spoke. “It’s…a…no, okay, first…”
“Just tell us already,” Jisung whined.
“Yah! Okay, it’s an exclusive restaurant with…a hidden hallway that leads to an exclusive club.”
“That’s it?” Jisung seemed disappointed.
“...A sex club.”
“A what now?!” You exclaimed.
“Wait a minute, you went to a sex club without me?” Jisung folds his arms.
“We weren’t official yet,” Minho puts him at ease. “Remember Director Changbin from the company a couple floors above us? I went with him & his wife. They told me what kind of place we were in & that they wanted me to be their third.”
“No way,” you exclaimed.
“Mhm. I turned them down, though. The place still sounded interesting, I just wanted to experience it with Jisung instead. After they gave me the tour, I left and drove to his place. It was like 1 in the morning but…he was up.” Minho smirked to himself.
“Ohh,” Jisung nodded. “That night. Yeah something else was up.”
“I’m still in the dark here,” you chimed in.
“We fucked for the first time,” Jisung explained gleefully after enthusiastically turning around in his seat. “We tried positions I never even heard of, he-“
“I meant about the club but hey, I’m happy for you,” you laughed.
Minho continued. “So, it’s very exclusive. Word of mouth type of shit. You either need to have at least a 6-figure annual salary or need to be invited by someone who has a 6-figure salary to even get inside. From the outside, everything is normal. The restaurant is dim; food is decent but not worth the price. There’s a lot of greenery & indoor waterfalls. It’s supposed to symbolize being in the jungle & all the people symbolize snakes, ready to bite & sin. Then they serve these drinks called ‘the special’ that are supposed to boost your libido. I’ve never seen so many erections in one hallway.”
“Bet you loved it,” Jisung laughed.
“Only a little.” Minho laughed louder. “Anyway-anyway, after the drinks get in, you’re escorted to Venom & dropped at a front desk where you choose what experience you want. They list the rules, ask if you need anything extra, blah blah blah.”
“And you know what?” Jisung claps his hands. “After this long work day, I don’t mind sinfully getting my back blown out.”
Minho bursts into a coy laugh. “Han-ah…”
“What?” He laughs as well. “You know you will…until it’s my turn.”
“And I’m guessing the strawberry martinis are most popular?” You continue to wonder.
“They don’t have strawberry martinis,” Minho answered bluntly, confusing you even further. “I think that’s Chris & Hyunjin’s code for: you’re in for a wild night. You still have time to think about it. They won’t force you.”
You thought about it. “Let’s just see where the night goes.”
Minho & Jisung looked at each other as if they already expect you’re going to join the fun.
The lounge part of Venom was civil. House music played in the background as everyone looked over the menu. You sat between Hyunjin & Chris. Hyunjin's leg was warm against your left. Chris, to your right, shared the drink menu with you, leaning closer as his fingers pretend to accidentally grace your thigh. It felt like you had a second heartbeat between your legs.
This was all just a dream, right?
Wrong. This was all very real. The accidental touch turned into a full thigh caress. The man you’ve been pining over since the day you were hired was touching & teasing you. His hands were soft just like you imagined.
“What do you recommend?” You asked softly while staring at that one vein in his neck.
“Let’s see. Um…” He went from caressing to grabbing. “The lemon drop martini is the absolute best in my book.”
“No strawberry martini?” You had to act like a smartass now that you know that’s not on the menu.
You felt Hyunjin’s hand on your other thigh now. His fingers inching a little more up your skirt, making you shiver.
“We’ll get you one later, princess,” Hyunjin responded, kissing your shoulder with his soft lips.
Chris leans over in front of you a bit, smirking at Hyunjin. “Don’t forget to share.” His grip tightens and pulls you more towards him. Your legs are slightly open against your will.
Jisung & Minho giggled about you being teased but wasted no time retreating back into their own world. Minho was giving Jisung the same treatment you were getting - thigh squeezing - making Jisung playfully tap him on the chest while his cheeks blushed cherry red.
The waiter approached, also gorgeous. He had platinum blonde hair tied up into a bun, looking like he should be a model instead of a waiter.
“Good evening everyone, I’m Felix. I’ll be your server for tonight.” His deep yet polite Australian voice didn’t match his angelic face at all. A pleasant surprise. “Can I get you started on any appetizers?”
“We’ll just have the special, please & thank you.” Chris closed the menu. He leaned to speak into your ear. “The special has lemon drops…with something extra added.”
“Aphrodisiacs,” Hyunjin revealed. His eyes have already started undressing you.
You nearly choked on your own spit, excusing yourself to use the restroom. Hyunjin lets you out of the booth and you book it to the private restroom around the corner near the kitchen.
The cold splashes of water on your ears and neck help only a little to calm your rising temperature.
You had to get your shit together. When you woke up this morning, you didn’t expect your night to go this route. It was supposed to be just another day of work, thirsting over Chris while he keeps everything professional, then going to the usual rundown bar with your favorite couple. Now you’re in some foreign situation which will probably leave you limping by the end of the night.
You only looked at Hyunjin in this kind of light twice. Once during a drunken night at your job’s Christmas party and…well, today. With Chris…let’s just say you’ve played many guessing games about what size he is or if he preferred to be on top or be ridden - and always concluded that it didn’t matter…because you can tell he is a sex god without trying. Hyunjin has the same energy but with a more passionate angle. The way his body rolled at that party when he was in the middle of the dance circle? He’s a master & you’re curious to take his class.
All these fantasies that have been living in your imagination- now is your chance to see if your assumptions are correct or better than you imagined.
As soon as you opened the bathroom door, Chris was standing next to it, startling you to the point you almost screamed. The way he looked straight into your eyes made your chest burn with passion. He inched forward until you were against the now-closed door, resting his hand on the wall right next to your head. Fuck, he’s beautiful.
“Just wanted to make sure you were okay.” His voice was deep & sincere. The way his jaw clenched while looking from your eyes to your lips showed restraint. He was ready to go right now.
“I’m okay,” you nodded nervously.
“If this is too much for you-“ His smile was reassuring.
“No! No, no, I’m fine. This is just…different.”
He quietly laughed. “I’m guessing Minho filled you in about the special.”
“Mmhmm.” You nodded while locked into his gaze, just like you did with Hyunjin, wondering if Chris would react the same way.
It wasn’t the same. It was worse.
He bit his bottom lip as his arm bent, allowing him to be mere inches away from you.
“He didn’t mean any harm,” you made sure to add. You can be very protective of Minho.
Chris laughs again. “I don’t mind him telling you.”
“Sorry I'm being nervous.”
“Tell me what’s making you nervous…so I can make it better.”
The hand that once graced your collarbone had rubbed its way down your side, landing on your hip. He squeezes a bit, sending your hormones into a frenzy.
“It’s just, you’re always so…work-appropriate. Never stepping outside of that box. You glance at me but you never look at me. That’s what I’m used to. And Hyunjin…” you laughed. “Shit, he never really looked at me at all. Just one little wave to the main lobby before heading to his desk.”
Another laugh.
That’s three for three. And this has been genuine laughter. You know his different laughs. Small victory.
“I say this with the utmost respect,” he sighed with a smile. “You’re wrong. So so wrong.”
“How so?”
“Hyunjin noticed you first. Last year. The company’s award ceremony dinner. When I was talking on stage, he said your breathing changed & you kept licking your lips. If anyone can spot someone in heat, it’s Hyunjin. He brought it up to me but I brushed it off thinking he got it wrong this time. You’re my quiet, sweet, & innocent receptionist. Me, however, I noticed on a different day.”
Your heart was beating so fast you could hear it over the lounge’s music. Anxiously awaiting his next words.
“And what day was that,” you asked.
“Back in November, when I saw you in the gym in our building after work. Pure chance, since I have another gym I usually go to but…that night I thought I’d check it out.”
Oh God no…
“It was nice seeing you outside of your work clothes.” By now, his hand was cupping your ass.
“I could say the same for you…”
All he did was smile as his eyes traveled down to your lips.
“Remember when I asked you to spot me? And you also counted my reps, but you said a few numbers twice.” He giggled at the memory. Fuck, those dimples. “I was confused at first but then I saw where your eyes were.”
You blushed, hard. Of course he remembered a day you can never forget. Because how could you possibly ignore his bulge while he bench pressed? It looked at you first. He didn’t even cover it with a towel.
“That’s when I knew Hyunjin wasn’t lying about you. And I started paying better attention. Giving you more tasks where you had to work closely with me. Stupid tasks I could do myself. Just to see you more.”
A good chill runs up your spine. “Why didn’t you say anything?”
He quietly laughed through his nose. “Because you’re my employee & I’m sure that would be sexual harassment?”
You nodded. “Fair. I could see how- yeah, okay.”
His thumb slowly rubbed across your bottom lip.
“But now that everything is out in the open…promise me you’ll tell me if any of this is too much for you.” He leans in all the way, inhaling your scent as he kisses your cheek.
“I promise.” Your lips quivered under his spell.
“The special is here,” Hyunjin said out of view. You & Chris turn your heads to find him grinning & leaning against the wall. “Not like you two will need it.”
Chris turns his attention back to you. “You don’t have to drink it if you don’t want to.”
You didn’t even have to think about it, you’re locked in. The idea of getting more turned on than you already are was rather intriguing.
The hallway leading to Venom was quite narrow, red strips of light hidden along the ceiling led the way. Hyunjin walked in front of you, holding your hand behind him with his cologne trailing as he moved forward. It could’ve been the cocktails kicking in, but you were ready to tear him apart. Chris was close behind you, keeping his hand on your waist. And behind him was Jisung tugging on Minho’s tie like a leash, eager to see what part 2 of the night had to offer.
The entrance had a front desk with two hostesses wearing black masks around their eyes. Both Hyunjin & Minho were given the menus that feature different themed rooms, as well as regular rooms for those who didn’t care about anything flashy. While options were being considered, Chris used this time to hold you tightly from behind, sucking on your neck.
“Which one should I get,” Hyunjin asked with his eyes glued to the list. “Royal Palace, Arabian Nights…”
Minho shuts the menu and hands it back, already looking at the hostess. “We’ll take a regular room, please.”
Jisung taps his chest. “Where’s your sense of adventure?”
“Jagiya, when I’m done with you, you won’t even be able to see correctly. The kind of room we get won’t matter.”
Minho was always a realist, telling it like it is. But this turned Jisung on even more. He playfully clawed at Minho’s chest, never breaking eye contact. Minho exhales through his nose and looks at Hyunjin.
“What’s the most normal themed room they have here?” Minho asked him.
“Try the New England beach cottage one,” he suggested.
“Cool,” Minho nodded, looking back at the receptionist. “We’ll take that one.”
Jisung vibrates with excitement & kisses Minho’s cheek.
“Hyunjin-ah,” Chris whined in slight agony & unable to keep his hands off of you. “You know you’re just gonna pick the Painter’s room.”
Hyunjin smirks and looks at you. His hand finds your chin. “Want me to paint your portrait tonight, princess?”
You chuckled. “Before or after?”
“During.” Hyunjin was completely serious. Your laughter immediately stops.
“Oh…”
“Is that a yes?”
You nodded.
“Use your words,” Hyunjin commanded as he stared at your lips.
“Closed mouths don’t get fed,” Chris added as he pressed harder behind you. His hand traveled to your neck, gently wrapping around it.
“Yes…” Your voice was partial to a moan.
“Yes what?” Hyunjin smirked.
“Yes please…”
“Good girl,” Chris whispered directly behind your ear, kissing it.
“Looks like someone else won’t be seeing correctly tonight.” Jisung joked as he rested his head on Minho’s shoulder. “Haha, twinsies.”
Hyunjin licks his lips and turns back to face the hostess, handing the menu back over.
“We’ll take the Painter’s room.” He hands over his shiny black credit card. “I’m paying for their room too.”
Jisung started vibrating with excitement.
The hostess nods & places a woven basket onto the desk. “Phones please,” she sweetly requested.
The second hostess places five sheets of paper next to one another - consent waivers.
“Only a few guidelines,” she spoke plainly as you all signed your names. “No sex in the general areas unless there are designated signs that allow it. Keep it in the rooms. Rooms are soundproof so be as loud as you want. Each room already comes with condoms & lube. We have a separate menu & price list in case you’d like extra props or toys. Underwear is required when walking through general areas, this isn’t a nudist club.”
Hyunjin laughs to himself & nods, wanting her to quickly get it over with because he’s heard all of this before.
“After you pass these doors,” she continued. “The open bar is to your right, the apparel shop will be to your left, and all rooms will be straight ahead. If for any reason you have an emergency, each room has a red button near the door or you can find a guard. Understood?”
You all nodded in agreement.
She collected the waivers. “Lastly…welcome to Venom.”
You’ve never seen anything like it. Walking through those double doors brought you into a different realm, it seemed. For some reason you thought it would look like a dungeon but you couldn’t have been more wrong. It was open, clean, the mood lighting was warm & dim. After peeking into the bar area, you just saw people drinking, laughing & having a good time. Some were solo, some couples, some were…throuples. And all you could think about it was being sandwiched between Chris & Hyunjin momentarily.
You looked down at the work clothes you still had on & you frowned. Hyunjin noticed & immediately pulled you & everyone in the direction of the shop.
“Do we really need costumes,” Chris chuckled.
“No costumes,” Hyunjin shook his head. “Just something better than what she worked in all day.”
“It’s just gonna end up on the floor…”
“Actually,” you said. “I know this cocktail is doing things to me but…I’m not sure I’m fully comfortable being completely naked in front of either of you.”
Chris finally released you and turned you around, resting his hands on your waist. His smile was that of understanding. He didn’t protest or ask any further questions. Then he kissed your forehead.
Hyunjin reached forward and pulled out a short silk halter dress in red. “Something like this, maybe?” He turns it around to reveal its strappy back & your eyes lit up which, in turn, made Hyunjin’s eyes light up as well.
“You wanna paint me in this?” There was no more fear in your voice, just lust.
Your tone change made Hyunjin gulp & made Chris pull you close again. You even felt his dick slightly jump as it pressed behind you once again.
“Now you have to buy the dress,” Chris told Hyunjin. You could feel his chest rising & falling at a quicker pace than before.
You told him which size to get and he made his way to the register with it.
Chris’s lips found your neck again. Having him stuck to you like this all night felt like you were in a dream. You’ve wanted this for years.
“He’s gonna paint you wearing that dress,” Chris says quietly. “And I’m gonna make you cum in it. Over…and over…and over…”
The moment was interrupted by the sound of Jisung shrieking. You both looked over to see Minho centimeters away from his face, pinning him against one of the merchandise-lined walls. One of the products was sticking out and poked Jisung in the middle of his back, startling him. Minho starts cackling, lowering his head into Jisung’s chest as he apologizes to him. Jisung blushes and apologizes to everyone else for the noise.
Moments later, you headed to your rooms, agreeing to meet back in the lobby by 3 AM. It was amazing how the Painter’s room had the feel of an industrial studio loft. Tall ceilings, wooden floors, faux arched grid windows with just white backdrops to simulate daylight - there was a living area with a sofa, a kitchenette, & a king sized bed draped in cream-colored linens. In one corner was an easel with a blank canvas. Around it was a stool & a small table that held a collection of acrylic paints, brushes, & other painter tools.
Hyunjin hands you the dress and shows you where the bathroom was so you could change. You got one more look at them as you turned in the doorway of it. Hyunjin proceeded to pour 3 glasses of wine while Chris was already unbuttoning his shirt, keeping his eyes on you while doing so.
You smirked and shook your head before completely closing it. You wasted no time undressing. The thirst was overflowing and then…
You see yourself in the mirror.
You fall in love all over again. You thought maybe you should have aphrodisiacs more often, or even threesomes, because you’re glowing. You’re not insecure about your body, you’re just shy. If Chris and Hyunjin manage to loosen you up enough to surrender the dress to the floor, you’ll most likely allow it in that moment.
But wait…
Your line of sight hones in on your pink panties. They’re soaked- a very obvious wet spot. Decision-making is something you hate. You could go commando, help them cut to the chase & dive right in. Or maybe, just maybe, they’ll like the sight of it. It could be an ego boost of sorts. They’ll see the power they hold over your body and it would turn them on even more.
Keep them on…
Finally, you step into the dress and pull it up until it hugs your body the way it should, not forgetting to tie the lace straps behind your neck. After a quick touch-up of lip gloss & a few sprays of your favorite perfume, you were ready.
You opened the door and the atmosphere was different. The lights dimmed so the illuminated faux windows gave more of a 6 PM feel, right when the sun is near the horizon. Both of these beautiful men were only wearing white bathrobes the place provided & their briefs - chiseled with arousals begging to be released once they saw how good you looked.
Chris was on the couch, manspreading. His vascular hand lingered right next to his erection. It didn’t help that one of the lights kept reflecting off the silver chain bracelet on his wrist. It was practically begging to be looked at. And he loved that it got your attention.
Hyunjin had let his hair down. He turned on one of his playlists filled with artists you haven’t discovered yet, nothing too loud or heavy. There was already a paintbrush in his hand. He stepped to you first, getting as close as he could, staring deeply into your eyes.
“Beautiful,” he finally spoke. He used the tip of the dry paintbrush to trace your collarbone.
“Where do you want me,” you ask.
Without a word, he picks you up. You’re facing him. So naturally your arms & legs wrap around him while he carries you over to the stool near the canvas, placing you down gently. His fingers trace the features of your face with the most gentle touch.
“Tonight you’re our muse,” he spoke softly. His dick was pressing firmly beneath his briefs, right at your eye-level. You salivate at the thought of it filling you later- somewhere, anywhere.
You turned to see Chris palming his own bulge while staring you down with insatiable hunger. Strands of his gelled black hair moved freely in front of his face from the deep breaths he had been taking. Your legs quivered at the thought he just may destroy you tonight- body and soul.
Hyunjin’s trace ends at your lips where he dips two fingers in to massage your tongue.
“How good are you at following demands, beautiful?” He asked as he looked down at you.
All you could do was moan. His fingers were so soft.
“Suck,” he told you.
You listened. Your lips tighten around his fingers and you show him what else could await him.
Chris finally stands and walks over, standing behind you to caress & massage your shoulders. Soon his hands wander down your arms, grabbing at your wrists only to pull them behind you. Holding you there.
Hyunjin gently spreads your legs apart with his. This is how they wanted to see you. Moaning with your mouth full, drool dripping out the corners, hands restricted in a way that naturally makes your back arch.
“Such a good girl,” Chris whispered.
Hyunjin slowly slips his fingers out of your mouth, only to replace them with his tongue, softly moaning into your mouth. Your first kiss and you get to feel the warmth of it. His head was angled perfectly which made your mouths meet seamlessly.
Your hands were still kept behind your back by Chris who you could feel lean down more to start kissing the back of your neck. The way Chris exhaled as soon as his lips met your skin was the cherry topper to making your body want to fully surrender. You didn’t want to think, you didn’t want to over analyze, you just wanted to let go. For these two gorgeous men to fill any hole they wanted, for however long they wanted. Work tomorrow had zero importance & you wondered if you’d get in trouble with Chris if you called out.
Or maybe you wanted to be in trouble. The thought of him punishing you while bent over his desk with the backdrop of the city sounded much too perfect.
“You smell so good,” Chris whispered against your skin. “Let me taste her, Hyunjin-ah.”
Hyunjin parts from your lips with a smile.
“Stay right there,” he said before kissing your cheek and taking a few steps backward.
Hyunjin splits his attention between you, Chris, & the paint. As Chris remains behind you like an apex predator that just found dinner, Hyunjin begins mixing paints on a palette. His eyes bouncing between your thighs and the colors he wishes to use. He doesn’t go for the obvious, he’s going the more abstract route- using an unexpected color palette of olive, spruce, almond, & mauve.
Chris tilts your face up toward him, bending down to kiss you from behind as he still keeps your hands in place. His free hand roams your collarbone, making its way to your breasts. He takes his time teasing your nipples that poked from beneath the silk.
When your eyes flutter open for a second, you see Hyunjin is frozen still. His eyes are glued between your thighs.
Your eyes shut again as Chris’s tongue practically makes love to your mouth. Then you suddenly feel Hyunjin’s hands hungrily grab your thighs, his fingers digging into your warm flesh like he was worshipping it.
“Fuck,” you hear him say. “Look at how fucking wet she is.”
“Oh?” Chris speaks into your mouth. He pauses, releasing your hands to see for himself.
He kneels down next to Hyunjin, pressing along your outer thighs as he hikes your dress up to reveal your panties which are even more soaked from when you last checked. It’s a good thing you kept them on.
Chris licked his lips almost immediately. He slowly blinked up at you, then over to Hyunjin.
“She’s dangerous,” he told him as his eyes screamed of hunger.
“She’s perfect,” Hyunjin grinned. “Can I have her first?”
“You already got to kiss her first,” Chris playfully whined. “Let me have her.”
This was the hottest display of men arguing over you. Even hotter how Hyunjin responded to Chris’s whine, rolling his eyes while biting back a smile.
It led to a quick 3-round game of Rock, Paper, Scissors. Chris won, just like he wanted. Hyunjin returned to his canvas, forgetting that’s what he was about to do anyway.
“I don’t think this stool is ideal,” Chris thought out loud, holding onto your thighs still. “I want her to be comfortable.”
The sentiment warms you even more. As much as you wanted to be a complete slut for them, open & willing to be used, you loved how they took the utmost care with you.
“Hm,” Hyunjin thought. “Easy fix.”
Your body involuntarily shivered as the space between your legs got a little cold. Chris picked up on this almost immediately.
He dragged his hand over to pad your begging clit over the fabric with his thumb.
“Patience,” he quietly said to you, glancing over his shoulder to watch Hyunjin. “What are you doing over there?”
Hyunjin takes a tarp and fans it out into the air, letting it fall over the sofa. Chris looks confused, then looks back at you.
“This is new,” he shrugged.
You must’ve been too still. Because now Chris took it upon himself to hook his finger beneath the fabric now. His knuckle petted your pearl as he watched your body squirm from the sensitivity.
“Not the bed?” He yelled over to Hyunjin.
“I can pose her better on the couch. The bed is so cliche.” Hyunjin stood with his hand holding his chain, making sure the tarp was draped the way he wanted to paint it. “Perfect. You guys can come over now.”
You were about to stand up on your own when Chris looked at you like you were crazy. Right from where you sat, he scooped you up.
“Only princess treatment,” he reminded you.
He had twinkling stars in his eyes as he stared deep into yours. His strength was most attractive, the way he carried you with ease. Hyunjin directed you to be placed right in the center. You found your legs being spread yet again, this time from Chris’s leg.
Hyunjin ran his thumb over your bottom lip. “I hate that it took me so long to see how fucking pretty you are.”
You wanted to reach out and touch both of them so badly. But you were unsure if there were unspoken rules. You’re supposed to follow directions, after all. Like Chris said, closed mouths don’t get fed.
On instinct, you reached forward anyway. Both hands, one for each happy trail you traced your fingers down. Both of their dicks twitched at the sensation. Chris inhaled sharply, nearly folding from your touch. Intrigue grew even bigger on Hyunjin’s face. He squinted over at Chris, shaking his head.
“No mercy,” he said to Chris.
“She has no idea.” Chris looked at you longingly, almost with pity. That’s when you knew you’d be limping out of here.
Hyunjin went to bring his easel closer, along with the stool to sit on, and he started brushing away on the medium canvas.
Chris kneeled down between your legs, pushing them further apart. The kisses started at your knee, slowly up your thigh, until you felt him kissing you over your panties. He softly moaned as he did, as if he finally got to eat after not eating all day. It was pure ecstasy just from the way his fingers crawled up your sides just so he could hold and squeeze your waist, kissing deeper.
Then he pulled back, taking off his robe and reaching for the hem of his briefs to free his stiffness. You couldn’t help but notice the impressed look on Hyunjin’s face as he placed more brush strokes. As if Chris was acting differently than usual.
Chris lifts himself to finally kiss you. He was starved for a kiss but not as much as you. This was real. This was happening. His cologne was intoxicating; the same one you’ve been wanting to gift him every year at the company holiday party: Versace Eros.
His lips were so damn soft. His mouth covered yours perfectly, creating the perfect little vacuum keeping you stuck to each other. The moans that escaped you once his knuckle returned to rub you made him moan back into your mouth.
“Fuck,” he whispered into the kiss.
“If you don’t taste her soon, I’ll have to pause my painting,” Hyunjin spoke with his eyes darting between you both & his canvas.
Chris rolled his eyes, slowly pulling away. “Wouldn’t want you to pause your painting.”
He kept his eyes on you as he knelt down. He reached underneath your silk dress again, familiarizing himself with your wetness. Next thing you knew, his lips returned, leaving sweet kisses. He used his tongue and his teeth to move your panties over to the side, just enough for him to run his tongue over where it’s most sensitive.
“Oh fuck,” you whimpered, holding onto the back of his head.
Hyunjin’s mouth stayed open, quietly panting as he watched Chris taste you. He felt hot enough to completely disrobe, continuing to paint in the nude. You didn’t know where to look. It was between your boss having you for breakfast, lunch, & dinner, who is looking up at you making sure you feel how much he wanted you - and your superior who is touching himself as he paints you, complete fiery lust in his eyes.
“You taste so sweet, baby.” Chris came up for air. He was flushed pink & his lips were slightly swollen. He aggressively pulls your panties down & flings them toward Hyunjin who catches them. Hyunjin puts them between his teeth & smiles as he adds more brush strokes.
He hummed with satisfaction. “She does taste sweet.”
Chris grabs your legs & pushes them back, giving him the easiest access to devour. He towers over you, staring down at his meal. He bit his lip at how the light reflected off your wetness, making it glisten.
While still holding your legs back, he moved his hips forward, rubbing his hard dick against your clit.
“Shhhhit,” he whispered.
As much as you loved looking into his eyes as he glided between your lips, you had to look down at how pretty his dick was. And as much as you wanted him inside you, the temptation to give him the best head of his life was much greater.
You placed your hand on his smooth & sculpted chest, running down with your nails. That caused his dick to jump & that little clit tap made you go “Mmm!”
Finally, you wrapped your hand around his erection. It was warm, stiff, & pulsing in your hand.
“You want that?” Chris asked softly. “Tell me what you want, beautiful.”
“I want…to taste you. Please…I know you just want to please me, but–”
Your eyes were open & pleading how you looked up at him. He ran his fingers over your bottom lip, dipping a finger in & out for seconds at a time.
“Mmm, it’s okay,” he chuckled. “Your mouth is so fucking inviting. It’s the first thing I noticed about you.”
You pull him down by his neck to kiss him again, sucking on his tongue. Now he’s the one sitting on the couch and you straddled him like your life depended on it. You start grinding your hips in his lap, letting your wetness coat his twitching dick beneath you.
“Oh my God,” he hummed against your chest. His hands caressed up & down your back, grabbing & holding onto your ass to move you himself.
But what a tease you are. Once the hisses turned into more frequent moans, you lifted & kissed down his chest. No particular way or pattern. His skin was so warm against your lips. Some parts you couldn’t help but lick.
Then you kissed right on the slick & shiny head of his dick. You left kisses all over it- from the tip to the base. Every kiss made it twitch against your lips, leaving light taps.
It’s your turn to worship him and he can tell. He’s looking down at you squatted between his legs as you begin stroking him, never breaking eye contact. His soft hands find your soft cheek and you’re trying so hard not to fall in love, if not deeper.
You finally open your mouth.
“Don’t forget to knock,” you told him.
He seemed confused but only for a moment before you tapped his dick on your tongue 3 times. His face immediately reverted back to pure pleasure.
You made sure to spit on it before you started devouring him. Instantly he moaned your name, grabbing a fistful of your hair. Along with a long list of whispered obscenities.
“Fuck…fuck…ah…such a good fuckin girl…”
It was time for a nice surprise. You took in his dick entirely. Once you started gagging, allowing more spit to cascade down his shaft, he sharply inhaled. His back arched, stuffing your mouth some more. The gagging had set him off.
“You don’t know what you just awakened,” you could hear an amused Hyunjin say.
Chris held your head in place as he started fucking your mouth. The only thing you had control of was your mouth, not your movements. Hyunjin was right, you had awakened something. But not just within Chris. Within you.
Your mouth felt stretched while being full of him and you had zero regrets. You welcomed the rewarding pain and wanted more. There was no resistance, you weren’t going anywhere.
He pulled your head back & you coughed a bit, gasping for air. Your eye makeup was smudged now, damp from the tears you welcomed.
“You want more, princess?” He asked in a huskier tone.
You nodded. “Please…”
He bit his bottom lip. “Mmm, say please again.”
“Please,” you whimpered, begging.
Without letting go of your hair, he stood up, & brought your head back to his veiny shaft. It looked so pretty as it stuck straight out at you, flushed, stiff, & aching to be sucked again.
With every thrust, you gagged on it, looking up at him with wet eyes. The lights above hit his abs perfectly as he looked down at you. He looked proud & pleased, nearly red in the face like he was about to cum. His moans and grunts while praising you were sending you off the edge and you started playing with yourself.
But soon you felt Hyunjin kneel behind you, moving your hand out the way so he could touch you himself.
“Hmm,” he moaned in your ear as his finger easily dipped into you. He rested his head against your back. His free hand slinked around and aggressively tugged at the neckline of your dress to expose your left breast. He grabbed and massaged it, making you moan with a mouth full of Chris. The excess spit dropped off your chin and onto Hyunjin’s hand which made him moan even more.
“I have to taste you, baby,” Hyunjin growled into your shoulder.
He pulled away and you missed his touch instantly. But soon he returned - between your thighs. He had lied on his back on the floor & shimmied his way up until your soft thighs comforted both sides of his head.
He reached up to grab hold of your thighs and pulled you down. The way he started devouring you was earth-moving. You could feel the way he instantly went to suck on your pearl. Making his mouth wider then smaller, licking up all of your wetness that had been oozing out.
“Be a good girl and ride his face,” Chris demanded, squeezing your hair a little tighter.
You started grinding your hips & using Hyunjin’s face like the pillow you hump at home.
“Please fuck me,” you whimpered once Chris let you breathe again. Saliva hung in strings keeping you connected to his throbbing vascular manhood.
Meanwhile your body kept jerking from Hyunjin’s magical mouth.
“Mm, patience,” Chris whispered, petting you and wiping your lips clean as he held your chin.
Hyunjin smacked your ass one more time before stopping completely. You were able to catch your breath. Next thing you know, Chris lifts you and puts you back on the couch, spreading your legs open & upward like before.
You are much more comfortable now. There was already one breast exposed, you figured why not liberate the other?
“Wait,” you whined, pulling the dress completely over your head. You felt comfortable being stripped bare in front of them now.
Both men stood before you, erect and hungry, staring down at your figure like it’s Christmas morning.
They knelt into the sofa cushions to tongue tease your nipples, one man for each…perfect. It was at that moment the princess treatment felt most fulfilled. Lust had your eyelids heavy, your breathing uneven, and your skin damp & on fire with every touch. You had your fingers twisted in the hairs of two of the most gorgeous men you’ve ever seen, and they’re sucking on your tits like they’re in love. You are truly their princess; their muse.
Both Chris and Hyunjin found your dripping lips with their fingers, rubbing all the spots that made your body react. Chris kissed you deeply. Then Hyunjin followed. Chris kissed you again, dipping two fingers inside you. Again Hyunjin followed, and now you had 4 very-knowledgeable fingers massaging & opening you up. One’s actions kept being echoed by the other. There was no coming down from this high. There was no drug or bottle of alcohol that could ever make you feel like this. You even briefly considered polygamy. There was no way you could let these two go after this. No way you could let anyone else from society experience this. It started as just a yearning for Chris, but now you’re greedy for both of them. Unapologetically so.
With their fingers still inside you, they gave each other a look. A knowing look.
Chris looked at you while Hyunjin looked down to admire his soaked fingers, watching you squirm on them.
“I gotta say,” Chris said before briefly biting your bottom lip. “You are phenomenal. A fantastic surprise.”
“Safe to say our favorite,” Hyunjin added. His speech was nearly slurred, completely drunk off you.
The sounds of them playing in your wetness could be heard over the music you forgot was playing in the first place. They loved how you kept making noise & squirming. It had them both leaking.
“Fuck, I’m still hungry,” Hyunjin whispered desperately before diving face-first into your pussy. You yelped from his aggression, how hot it was.
Chris gives you one more kiss before joining him down there. And now you had two desperate tongues making your eyes roll into the back of your head. It was an unexplainable pleasure which left you wondering why you hadn’t had a threesome sooner. Why you hadn’t fucked your boss & superior sooner…if only you knew how freaky they actually were beneath all the expensive Prada suits.
Soon you noticed they weren’t just devouring you, but they were kissing each other in the process.
“Holy shit,” you moaned. “That’s so fucking hot.”
Hyunjin laughed through his nose mid-kiss.
“We just like having fun,” he smirked up at you. “We like having fun with you.”
“Yeah?” You bit your lip.
“Absolutely,” Chris whispered before meeting Hyunjin’s lips again.
Only briefly. They missed you too much.
That inner demon of yours crawled its way up…fully. Your darkest thoughts slid to the forefront with it.
“Whose face can I make a mess on?”
The way they both stopped kissing to turn and look at you is reminiscent of how a vampire would immediately become entranced at the sight & smell of blood.
Hyunjin looked at Chris with a pleading look. Chris didn’t want to yield but he had to be fair, sighing in defeat.
“You can make a mess on me after,” he smiled. “But I think you should tell sweet Hyunjin what you want him to do to you. He loves his words. Don’t you, Jinnie?”
Chris reached out, now sticking his finger in Hyunjin’s mouth - but Hyunjin only looked directly at you. The sight alone…you could feel the squirt dripping out of you before Hyunjin even began. His plump lips wrapped around Chris’s finger was so enticing.
Next Chris lifted himself to sit next to you on the couch. You knew he wanted to kiss you some more. You wanted it too, badly. Your lips were made for each other - the three of you. But instead, he aimed for the side of your neck. You were hoping he’d mark you.
“I want your eyes on me,” you said to Hyunjin in a deeper seductive tone than usual. “I want you to worship me with your mouth until I cum on your tongue. I want my body to shake. Even if you think I’m finished, don’t stop until I fucking shake. Understood?”
Insatiable lust grew in Hyunjin’s eyes. He loved when you talked like that. Vulgar. Commanding him. Asking if he understood as if he’d get punished for not following directions. It definitely had his dick so stiff it was starting to ache.
He nodded fast & excitedly, but his smile was almost sinister and that’s what you liked to see. “Understood.”
Chris smacked his ass as Hyunjin went in for the kill. His tongue was intoxicating, the way it flicked over your clit with precision. He didn’t miss a single nerve. His hands dug between you & the sofa to cup your ass and bring you closer to him. Essentially his whole face was buried between your thighs. You saw the wetness glisten around his mouth once he vigorously started shaking his head in it.
“You both feel so good,” you softly said between moans. Your words set them off some more which did the same to you in return.
“Touch me,” Chris breathed. “Please touch me.”
It was amazing how hard he felt in your hand. You started pumping him and he moaned against the hickey he was giving you. He reached up to caress your cheek and keep you against his face.
“I can’t wait to be the one to make you cum,” Chris whispered. Your breath hitched as you crept closer to climax. “I can’t wait to be deep inside you. Fuck, baby I can’t wait to fill you up if you let me.”
“OhGodImAlmostThere,” you moaned loudly, thankful the room is soundproof.
Hyunjin fucked you with his tongue while using his finger to flick your soaked pearl. You felt yourself coming undone. Closer…and closer…
The words that escaped your mouth were incoherent. Your body jerked while both Hyunjin & Chris held you down. Chris gasped & moaned with you in your ear as you squeezed his dick unknowingly.
“Mm, there you go,” Chris said against your neck still. “Keep cumming for us like the good girl you are. All over his pretty face.”
Chris’s voice was the cake topper. Your moans nearly vibrated the room. That first feeling must’ve just been a preview of the full orgasm you were having now. Your eyes rolled back, all you saw was light & all you felt was nirvana. Hyunjin’s moaning vibrated between your thighs and you felt your squirt escape you & splash off his cheeks.
“Yes baby,” Hyunjin hummed, diving back in. He kept going…just like you asked of him. “I know you got more for me.”
He slurped you up, playing in it, continuing to suck on your super sensitive clit while dipping 3 fingers in you. They glided right in. You whimpered as your body continued to jerk & you clenched your thighs around his head.
He hummed once you started cumming again, coating his face with your nectar that he couldn’t get enough of.
“So sweet just for me.” He left tiny kisses on your clit. Tiny teases while you slowly come down from your orgasm.
Hyunjin got up and sat on the opposite side of you, carelessly using the sofa’s throw blanket to wipe his face.
Chris kisses your shoulder after staring proudly at the way he marked you.
“I always ask,” he began. “Both of us are clean with papers to prove it. But it’s up to you if you want to use protection…or not.”
“Remember we want whatever you want,” Hyunjin reassured. He kissed the back of your hand all the way up to your fingertips.
Amused by your instant thoughts, you huffed. Then that menacing smirk grew on your face again.
You lovingly grabbed both of their chins, looking between them. “We could, but…how else will Chris fulfill his wish of filling me up?”
Slowly Chris’s smile reaches his eyes. “Mm mm mm, get your ass on that bed.”
“Princess treatment, remember?” You innocently beamed up at him once he stood.
He bit his bottom lip. “Who can say no to eyes like that?”
“You should let me paint them sometime,” Hyunjin suggested sweetly.
Your heart and hormones were dizzy. At some point you wanted to put a reminder in your phone to ask yourself if you’re still in love with them both in the morning. When you’re nice, sober, & not aphrodisiac’ed. Because these things you’re feeling are unreal. You’re supposed to be having post-nut clarity right now & so far it’s still “clear” you’re falling hard. No turning back now. There was no turning back once Hyunjin peeped your micro orgasm in the meeting earlier. Target was acquired & conquered.
Chris carried you to the bed like he was carrying you into a wedding suite. He politely set you down and you hoped he was going to get rougher as the rest of the night played out.
“Get on your knees,” Chris calmly demanded, almost trancelike. “Come to the edge of the bed & arch your back for me.”
He stroked himself as you followed orders. His other hand couldn’t help but smack your ass several times. Not too hard, not too gentle.
“Is this your favorite position?” You looked back at him to ask.
“It will be - once Hyunjin gets in place.” He smirked deviously, watching as Hyunjin crawled onto the bed from the other side. His dick was stiff & ready to grace your tongue, finally. Excitement ran through your entire body.
You opened your mouth, ready to receive him but he held your chin in place, tilting your head up to meet his gaze. Meanwhile, Chris was back there worshipping how your ass jiggled every time he smacked it. He proceeded to run his tip up & down your wet slit.
“You’re both being teases,” you whined.
Hyunjin smirked down at you. “But you love it…never knowing what we’re gonna do next. You love the thrill, do you not?”
Hyunjin looked like he walked off the cover of a romance novel. He wasn’t as sculpted as Chris but he was damn near close. His eyes were both kind & intense…and you wondered how that could exist. As he held your chin, dragging his thumb over your bottom lip in a way that made you feel like a bad girl instead of a good one, you could tell there was something swirling behind his eyes. He was thinking, contemplating.
“Take a deep breath,” Hyunjin instructed you, eyes locked on yours.
You deeply inhaled. And right as you were about to exhale, you feel Chris glide into you. As wet as you were, both of you moaned instantly. You both sounded different this time. Both moans were more drawn out, deeper.
“Ah,” Chris whimpered. “Holy shit. You feel s-so good.”
Hyunjin still had you locked in.
“Open your mouth, beautiful,” he told you. “Show me your tongue. Keep your eyes on me.”
You did as you were told. He held onto the base of his dick with his other hand, tapping it on your tongue, getting it slick & taking advantage of how much you’ve been salivating tonight.
Gasps & moans escaped your mouth as Chris buried his entire length into you. He wasn’t too rough, not yet. He wanted to make sure you felt everything.
“Keep your mouth open,” Hyunjin continued.
He slowly slid his dick up your tongue until his tip hit the back of your throat. He made sure to take his time. Your gag reflex was tempted to react everytime he touched it. Maybe that’s what he wanted?
Your eyes fluttered closed as you drowned in the sensation of having two holes filled. Hyunjin’s hand left your chin & grabbed the back of your hair which forced your eyes open.
“Eyes. On. Me.” Hyunjin reiterated. “You didn’t listen, princess. Are you trying to tell me you’re actually a bad girl?”
Your expression changed from pleading to I can be bad if you want.
“She’s so fucking bad,” Chris blurted out through a moan. He smacked your ass harder, pumping faster. The pressure built in your lower belly as he thrusted all the way, making sure to massage where your stomach slightly bulged.
Hyunjin pulls back. “Spit on it, since you’re a bad girl.”
You spit twice before Hyunjin forced himself into your mouth. He was slightly longer while Chris was thicker.
Hyunjin was essentially using you, keeping your head in place as he rolled his hips to fuck your mouth senseless. This was a feeling like no other: getting pounded on both ends. The sounds of flesh smacking together mixed in with squishy & sloppy oral ones. Hyunjin had forgotten to put the playlist on repeat but none of that mattered.
Tears flowed from your eyes. Hyunjin had you gagging. Chris had you seeing stars. You loved being their plaything and how they fucked you like they worshipped you.
Hyunjin was focused on the way your lips were wrapped around him. He focused on the sensation of your tongue feeling most sensitive around his tip. But it was your eyes, the begging wet look they had on them, that brought him to his edge.
“You look like a dream,” Hyunjin shakily whispered. “Just swallowing me whole like this?”
All you could do was moan in response. He tasted good, hardly triggering your gag reflex now because there was so much saliva & pre cum that you hardly felt the roughness. Now you could focus on making sure he fills your mouth.
Hyunjin’s hums got louder in response to your whimpers. He sounded almost musical as he released into your mouth, holding your head in place. His hips bucked forward but you held on, not leaving a drop. You took all the mess with you as he slowly pulled it out. One last strong suck to clean him up. Hyunjin couldn’t say a word, he could only stare down at you with admiration as he caught his breath.
Chris’s hand slipped around to flick your pearl as he got close. His moans got louder & longer. And then he said it…
“You were made for this dick…oh my GOD.”
Chris threw his head back as he steadied his pace, catching a constant rhythm. You tightened your pelvic floor; hugging his dick to apply extra wet pressure. Chris reacted almost immediately, his hips started jerking out of rhythm.
“Oh fuck,” he whispered. “Wait, wait, wait…”
Chris pauses everything. Suddenly he grabs hold of you & flips you over, moving you toward the center of the mattress. He crawls above you. His fingers gently drag down your thighs, and grab in several spots. His erection is resting on top of your begging kitty. Hyunjin crawled next to him, watching, stroking himself with one hand while stroking Chris with the other. He was using Chris’s tip to play with your clit and you felt yourself ready to cum again.
“I had to turn you over,” he said in a huskier tone.
“No more of your favorite position?” You teased.
He bit his lip and shook his head, a more serious look forming on his face now.
He gasped a little, reacting from both Hyunjin’s hand & your wet folds.
“I wanted to see your beautiful face when I fill you up. I need to watch as you fucking…drain me.”
He moves his hips back, out of Hyunjin’s grasp and slides back inside you, making you passionately moan. Chris reached for your ankles & had you rest your feet against his chest. He started sweetly kissing and sucking on your red-painted toes as he smoothly slid in & out.
Your eyes instantly rolled back. He felt so good that his words rang in your head again: you were MADE for this dick.
Since he had your thighs still together & your toes still in his mouth, the pressure felt more intense. Eventually he only slightly parted your legs just to settle your ankles on both of his shoulders. He kissed near your anklet & wherever his lips could reach as he pounded you into the mattress, holding & keeping your thighs together to make sure you feel him deep in your stomach.
Hyunjin teased & sucked on your nipples while petting your hair.
“You look so pretty taking his dick like that,” Hyunjin whispered beneath Chris’s moans. Hyunjin’s eyes wandered your entire body, getting hard again by the way your breasts bounced in his face as Chris had his way with you.
“Look at you,” he continued, so soft spoken. “A whimpering teary eyed beautiful mess.” He kissed down the side of your face until he reached your neck, leaving his mark on the opposite side of Chris’s mark.
Then that pressure built, hitting you all at once. Your breathing quickened & Chris knew to keep the pace but put his hips into it more. He hummed in ecstasy while enjoying watching the pleasure take over you. His face was flushed red, his eyes were dark and sultry, & multiple beads of sweat trickled down his neck & chest.
You reached down for Hyunjin as he sucked on your neck, taking his erect length into your hand. He leaked onto your fingers as you pumped away. Hearing all three of you moan harmoniously & deeply had pushed you closer and closer to the edge.
“Oh God,” you shivered as your eyes kept rolling back. The feeling was returning twice as intense with Chris ramming his hips into you. “I’m gonna cum again baby…”
You didn’t even know who you were directing that to.
They were a package deal to you now. You wanted them both to see you, hear you, fuck you & taste you.
“Mmm, yes cum with me,” Chris grunted. There was fire in his eyes now. “Make a mess on this dick for daddy.”
Once Chris said that & Hyunjin sucked hard on your nipples at the same time, that did you in. You completely surrendered. You moaned so loud that the heavens could hear you. More happy pleasurable tears filled your eyes once you felt Chris starting to come undone as well.
“Fill me up daddy,” you said softly. You figured Chris liked being called that.
“Holy shit,” he whispered in awe of you.
He gripped tighter on your legs as he pumped you full. He moaned your name as his hips jerked forward five more times, releasing more each time. You could feel the creamy warmth try to ooze out from overfilling.
“Shit,” he exhaled & finally parted your legs to collapse on top of you. He presses his lips to yours, then to Hyunjin’s, then all of your lips meet in the middle. Somehow it worked. You couldn’t get enough.
Chris traced your jawline as his lips trailed close to your ear.
“We’re not done with you yet,” he whispered.
You were exhausted & sore but the sound of that had you eager & willing. Chris glided out of you, making a pop sound once you parted.
“You heard that, Jinnie?” Chris smiled proudly. “She’s so tight it’s gonna drive you crazy.”
He shivered as he cozied back up next to you, allowing Hyunjin between your thighs next.
“Sorry, but I need her up here.” Hyunjin places his hand under your back and pulls you up into his chest until you’re facing him in his lap. Chris sighs, settling for rubbing your back & ass while he cooled down.
Hyunjin grabbed your hips and lifted you, lowering you onto his dick. You were still so sensitive that you shrieked. There was already a mess but both you & Hyunjin loved the feeling of Chris’s cum oozing down as he conquered that pussy next.
“Would you look at that,” Hyunjin smiled with shaky breaths. “Feels like she’s made for this dick too.” He left kisses along your collarbone as you rode him & that pressure returned to your lower belly.
He could feel your legs shaking as your energy started giving out. But then he took control. He smacked your ass a few times before grabbing your hips to move you himself.
“Do you like being fucked like this?” His voice was like velvet against your breasts, taking a nipple into his mouth as he took his time with you.
“S-so much,” you managed to whimper. You held onto him tightly, feeling all of his muscles flex every time he lifted and lowered you. The constant flexing seemed to pump up his sleeper build.
“What a goddess,” Chris complimented before smacking your ass with so much force. Hyunjin felt it and it made his dick twitch inside of you.
“Are you gonna let me fill you up too, baby?” Hyunjin was so cute when he asked for permission.
“Please do,” you moaned into his mouth & he moaned back.
He pulled his head back to briefly look at Chris, a lazy smile grew across his face. “I wanna feel like this forever, man.”
Chris smiled in agreement. “I know exactly how you feel.”
Your breath hitched when you felt Chris’s fingers tease around your rim before slithering down to massage Hyunjin’s pulsing balls. You saw that fire again, this time in Hyunjin’s eyes. He kept pushing you down harder on his throbbing shaft. Soon he was drenched in sweat and you see why all his hours lifting weights made sense. He kept lifting you like you weighed nothing, like you were his fuck toy that he could maneuver anyway he wanted. You wanted to be that for both of them and hoped that “forever” sentiment meant they were going to keep you all to themselves for that long.
The feeling came back around soon enough. It wasn’t just the strokes. It was the way his eyes dug into your soul as he stuffed you with every aching inch, it was the way he held onto you like you would fly away. A grip so firm. But he also took little moments to caress you with care, making sure he wasn’t hurting you, like you were the most precious thing to be fucked, filled, loved, & protected. They were both romantics. But Hyunjin wrote the book.
Both of your whimpers increased and he held your heads together so you could moan in each other’s ears. It was hyper magnetic with your bodies practically merged like this. Heat built up tremendously & your juices sprayed out everytime Hyunjin lifted you.
Chris was drifting off into sleep, you could feel the way his fingers slowly stopped moving against your ass cheeks. He was out like a light, leaving just the squeals & squishing sounds between you & Hyunjin.
He’s made of passion, you felt it in every kiss he left across your breasts & collarbone.
“I need you,” he whispered as his tongue parted your lips.
“You have me,” you moaned, playing in his messy hair.
“Can we both have you, princess?” He pressed one more kiss to your lips before looking you in the eye. “I admit we’ve had many nights here but none like this. None like you.”
“What are you saying?”
“I’m saying…” He slaps & grabs an ass cheek. “You belong to us now. If that’s alright with you. You have this irresistible fire inside you, it only flickers in your eyes. But…I’m desperate to see the full flame. No matter how long it takes.”
Spoken like a true romantic.
“He’s right,” you heard a sleepy Chris mumble from the pillow. His dick still looked pretty when soft.
“When I see you at work,” Hyunjin’s breath hitched, rolling his hips into you every time he brought you back down. “I wanna be able to kiss you & touch you in hidden corners right before someone can catch us.”
“And we can go on dates and trips,” Chris sleepily slurred.
“Oooh, definitely. And we wanna fuck you in every city, every hotel, every vacation ren- oh shhhhit, you feel so— fuck—”
Hyunjin dropped his face to your shoulder, drowning himself in you. You could only imagine how it must feel to him - warm & wet like a creamy hug. He moaned loudly against your chest and ran your fingers through his hair, keeping it away from his glistening forehead.
Chris had woken up again & set himself up behind you. Because how could anyone sleep through the erotic sounds bouncing off the walls?
He dipped between you two, reaching below to take from the mess that coated you & Hyunjin down there, using it to easily slide two fingers up & down your clit.
Instantly you moan louder, leaking some more. Hyunjin deeply exhales before he finds a slow & steady rhythm. Slower than how Chris was earlier. He was getting lost inside of you.
“I want you to feel all of me.” Hyunjin kissed up one side of your neck while Chris kissed up the other side.
“What are you doing to me,” you cried, completely submerged in pleasure. This felt so otherworldly that you couldn’t stop leaking & drowning Hyunjin’s buried dick.
Your hips jolted as you got closer to another orgasm. Chris bit & sucked on Hyunjin’s bottom lip, then went to nibble on your earlobe.
“Mm,” Chris hummed in your ear. “I think he’s about to cum, princess.” He started strumming you like a guitar. The sensation had your back arching, resting your head against Chris’s shoulder. Hyunjin started devouring your breasts since you leaned back.
The orgasm hit you in exhilarating waves. You gasped for air, hugging his dick tighter.
“Just like that,” Hyunjin shouted. “Fuck…I’m c—“
He couldn’t get the rest of the words out before he was pumping endlessly into you.
You continued moaning together as his hips kept jerking up & eyes rolled.
“Oh my God,” he quivered. “I can’t st—“
It slid out and he made both you and Chris lay back.
“Kiss her,” Hyunjin growled.
And Chris was obedient. Not like kissing you was something he didn’t want to do anyway. It was a lazy passionate kiss, the kind that allowed your tongues to explore slowly. The kind that made you do that soft moan into his mouth that he’s already addicted to. He tasted so good.
You start to feel warm ropes of cum falling onto your stomach & legs. It was hot how Hyunjin still had a lot in him. How the sight of you had him cumming without your touch. But you loved it all - the look of pure relief on his face as he released everything he had been holding back, everything that you helped build-up, brick by brick.
It painted Chris’s body as well. He rubbed and spread Hyunjin’s cum across his abs. Without thinking, you took Chris by the wrist and sucked on those same fingers, humming with delight once they were clean. Chris laughed into your shoulder while Hyunjin looked impressed.
“You’re full of surprises,” Hyunjin grinned.
The high during the cooldown is always the best. Hyunjin collapsed on the bed on the other side of you, resting his head on your shoulder. Chris drew swirly lines on your coated stomach. Hyunjin kept his hand over your sensitive kitty until she stopped purring. Giving it a light squeeze now & then. But you knew being around these two meant she’ll never stop purring.
Hyunjin groaned. “What time is it, Chris?”
Chris looked at his Apple watch. “1:58.”
“So we have about an hour before we have to leave,” Hyunjin sighed. “Why don’t you keep her warm while I draw us a bath.”
You forgot about that big jacuzzi tub in the bathroom.
Chris keeps you close, kissing on your jaw as his sweet cologne intoxicates your senses all over again.
“Ah, I think I’m in love, Chris!” A naked enthusiastic Hyunjin shouts as he walks toward the bathroom, stretching his arms.
Chris chuckles and says “Me too”, only quieter & while looking into your eyes with sincerity.
You blushed.
“Can I ask you something?” You tapped on his nose.
“Anything.” He remained attentive.
“I noticed you and Hyunjin didn’t fuck…”
Chris let out his cute high-pitched flustered laugh & it was so contagious that you joined him.
“About that,” he kissed your shoulder because God forbid he went 60 seconds without his lips on you. “Hyunjin and I…we’re both…tops.”
A few seconds of silence pass before you both burst into laughter again.
“But you do makeout.”
“Yeah.”
“And…oral?”
“We have before, yeah. It’s kinda hard to explain but…we get more of a thrill from watching and sharing. We like the same things, have the same kinks, like the same food, music- he’s my soulmate in his own way.”
“That’s beautiful,” you whispered.
“You’re beautiful,” he kissed the back of your hand. “We were serious when we said we wanted this forever. You just call to us.”
You move closer to his face. “Ask me properly,” you whispered, being a big flirt.
He was about to speak when Hyunjin reappeared in the bathroom doorway.
“Bath’s ready,” he called out.
Chris smiled at you before getting out of bed, wasting no time to pick you up & carry you like newlyweds.
Chris set you down in front of the tub, allowing you to step in first. Hyunjin had added a great deal of aromatherapy & red rose petals.
They slipped in after you, one on either side. Hyunjin rinsed you off while Chris lathered up the washcloth with a lavender scented body wash.
You all bathed each other with the utmost care. Every touch was gentle & attentive. They even oiled your body down after. Hyunjin made sure to give your pearl a nice kiss after moisturizing that area.
He took a deep breath, tempted again. “Okay we need to get dressed and out of here before I pay for another 6 hours.”
“Yeah,” Chris laughed. “Which reminds me…” His gaze turns to you & pulls you in by your waist. “Will you be ours? Officially?”
“No one else,” Hyunjin assured.
You wanted to jump and quickly accept but you kept your composure.
“Take me on a date first and then we can talk,” you smirked.
“All the dates you want…we’re already yours.” Hyunjin kissed your cheek & went to get dressed.
Checkout time. The three of you make your way back to the lobby. Chris is carrying you on his back while Hyunjin carries your purse & the painting he started. He said he could finish the rest by memory. Minho & Jisung were already waiting on the long sectional couch. Jisung was fast asleep with his head on Minho’s lap.
“Let’s go, kids,” Hyunjin announced.
Minho nudged Jisung aside for a bit before scooping him up into his arms. Jisung reaches his arm out to you with the laziest smile. You lazily reach out too. It was nice to see Jisung much more relaxed compared to earlier. He did say he needed this.
You had to part ways at Minho’s car. Since you lived in the same building as Minho & Jisung, it only made sense to catch a ride home with them. You didn’t want to leave Chris & Hyunjin even though you’ll see them in the office in less than 6 hours.
Chris cupped your face with both of his hands as he kissed you lovingly on your forehead, then your lips. Then again…and again…
He hummed as he pulled back to admire your lips. He bit his bottom lip, not wanting to part from you. It took a good amount of strength for him to step aside. Hyunjin slipped in for a hug almost immediately. He presses his lips to yours, leaving a trail of them on your cheek & the tip of your nose. Then he leans his forehead against yours.
“What kind of coffee do you like?” He asked in his intoxicating soft voice.
“I prefer matcha,” you grinned. “Cold, sweet, with strawberry foam.”
“Your wish is our command.” He kissed you on the temple, taking a deep breath before stepping back.
You didn’t know what to expect at work tomorrow outside of a client meeting at 5 PM that you had to sit in for.
Your morning started with a sweet and thoughtful gesture. The matcha that you told Hyunjin about was already waiting on your desk when you arrived.
The day was filled with knowing glances in passing, staring and eyefucking each other from afar. Hyunjin even sent you a selfie he took in the company’s expertly-decorated restroom, asking if you liked his outfit today. The three of you have a group chat now.
You weren’t looking at that damn outfit, not with the semi hard-on print pressing through his burgundy pants. The angle at which the recessed light was hitting made sure you saw it. He knew exactly what he was doing. Then Chris sent a selfie asking the same thing - only he was in his corner office’s bathroom, turned sideways to show his bulge.
CHRIS: I hate that we have this stupid meeting.. we need you on top of my desk struggling to keep quiet
This prompted you to send an under-the-desk selfie to both of them.
YOU: Look at what you made me do. More soaked panties for your mouths
This new side of you was so exciting & refreshing.
HYUNJIN: I don’t think we’ll be able to look at you during this meeting lol
CHRIS: We really can’t ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
CHRIS: We can look at you at the second meeting though?
YOU: Second meeting?
HYUNJIN: Right after this one. In his office.
YOU: I won’t be late then ♥
The client meeting started moments later. Minho & Jisung joined, zombie versions of the night before. In desperate need of a 4th cup of coffee. Minho beelined to the coffee machine in the back corner of the meeting room, making 2 cups. He signaled to you, asking if you wanted one but you declined.
Comically so, you and Jisung both had to take your time sitting down. Two abused holes that needed to take caution all day.
“I need an entire day of sleep,” Jisung groaned.
“Fun night?” You smirked.
“You wanna talk about fun nights?” He lowered his voice. “I am proud & thoroughly impressed by yours! I want details…but after I awake from my 2-month slumber.”
“I’ll pencil you in, bestie.”
You thought the end of the meeting would never get there. It was torture for Chris & Hyunjin too. You saw how Hyunjin kept balling his fist every time he had to turn to look at the speaking client sitting near you. Chris seemed flustered at times, stammering a lot more than usual. He was wearing thin-rimmed glasses today & it only increased your thirst.
There was a moment where he got stuck during his last pitch, forgetting the words. Hyunjin jumped in, placing a hand on his back and finishing the presentation for him…quickly.
They both were ready to leave the meeting room but the client stopped them to chitchat. The annoyance on Chris’s face was clear yet subtle.
“I’m clocking the fuck out,” Jisung drummed on the table. “Jagi…let’s go before I pass out.”
Minho chuckled as he helped Jisung up, bidding you farewell.
You stood to gather your notepad & file folders, guessing you’ll just wait at your desk until they’re done.
“Oh,” Chris called out your name. “Please wait in my office, I have samples for you to mail out, I just have to find them.”
Quite the actor. He didn’t flinch or show signs that he was talking about something else. You kept that energy, coming off professional as normal.
“Yes, sir,” you replied softly.
You only waited in his large office for five minutes, looking at his overly-organized desk & shelves. There was hardly any clutter, just how Chris liked it. The floor to ceiling windows were your favorite part. Being so high up where no one could see inside was rather thrilling.
Then you paused when you saw a wrapped gift in one of the accent chairs with your name on it. When you unwrapped it, you saw it was Hyunjin’s finished painting. And it was stunning. No one’s face was on it but it was your torso in that silk red dress, leaning back as two different arms reached up to touch you. One hand was grabbing your hip while the other grabbed your breast. His detail of the fabric folds & light reflections were impeccable. You were taken aback, touched.
“Alright, great catching up.” You heard Chris’s muffled voice getting louder on the other side of the door. Finally, it opened. Hyunjin stormed in first while Chris closed and locked the door. Your lips met like magnets. Hyunjin's hands moved all over your body like they were picking up where they left off.
“I missed you,” he breathed into you.
“Missed you too,” you sighed against his lips. “I love how the painting came out! You have so much talent, baby.”
“Couldn’t have done it without my beautiful muse.” He kissed all along your collarbone. “I’m happy you like it.”
Chris soon joined in & the kiss was animalistic. He held you tight. He missed the taste of you; running his tongue over your bottom lip, inhaling your scent so he’d never forget.
“And you,” you pointed at Chris. “What was that look you gave me by the photocopier earlier?”
You’re referring to when you had to speak with someone from editing who complained about how there’s never enough highlighters ordered. To which you wondered who runs through highlighters that fast to begin with?
Chris was standing in the background, only in your line of sight. He stared at you with absolute hunger, keeping his hands in his pockets, chest heaving, dry gulping…it had made you so hot that you just agreed with whatever the editor was saying so they’d leave. When they did, you returned to your desk. Chris saw when you squeezed your legs together as he walked past to go back to his office. A satisfied grin came across his face when he saw what he achieved.
Chris smirked at the thought of his behavior earlier.
“You loved it,” he shrugged.
“I made reservations for us tonight,” Hyunjin boasted. “Something fun- mini golf and then dinner at Chris’s favorite steakhouse. A proper date.”
“Ooh,” Chris’s brows raised. “They have the best espresso martinis.”
“Actual martinis this time?”
They both laughed.
“Yes, actual martinis, princess,” Hyunjin laughed.
“However,” Chris said. “I’m kinda thirsty right now. Aren’t you, Hyunjin-ah?”
“Parched.” Hyunjin licked his lips, tilting his head. “What was that you said earlier about soaked panties in our mouths?”
“Maybe you should take them off,” Chris said quietly next to your ear.
You went to lean against his desk, raising your leg until your high heel rested on his chest. Your red thong dangled around your ankle.
“Neither of you bothered to look down when you walked in,” you chuckled.
Chris slid your thong off your leg with his teeth & gently let your leg back down. Both he & Hyunjin sat on the floor against the windows, loosening their ties and beckoning you.
“Let’s see how well you can keep quiet,” Hyunjin smirked.
You walked over and stood with one foot each between their legs. They hiked up your skirt together and took turns tasting what they missed since last night. They both had a handful of your ass while you had your palms planted on the window, overlooking the city.
“I think…after dinner…” you gasped at that wave of double-tongued sensation. “We should go out…for strawberry martinis.”