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It’s long since gotten dark by the time Changbin makes his way back to the dorm. He kicks off his shoes with a sigh, noting that the rest of the members must be asleep considering the absence of any light throughout the apartment. He squints at his phone when he pulls it out of his pocket.
3:26am , it reads.
He’s honestly not surprised that Chan hadn’t agreed to come home with him, and he knows that his boyfriend will likely be working until sunrise. However, a part of Changbin wishes that Chan had at least been in the mood to mess around a little while the company building was quiet; he’s been riled up for the past few days but found himself deep in nothing but work, leaving him frustrated and horny.
Changbin assumed that having three boyfriends alongside being sexually involved with the rest of the Stray Kids members would mean sex whenever he wanted it, but comeback preperations have left all of them burnt out and exhausted. He’d spotted Jeongin sucking Hyunjin off on the couch the other day and was fully ready to join them, but before he even had the chance their manager was calling them to be downstairs in five minutes, Hyunjin’s subsequent groan echoing through the dorm.
He pads into the hallway quietly, peering into Jisung and Jeongin’s room to see if either of them are still awake, but is met with nothing but Jisung’s quiet snores. Moonlight streams into the room from where the pair have forgotten to close the curtains, Jisung’s sleeping form lit up from it. Changbin stares fondly at the sight of his boyfriend curled up and drooling onto his pillow, resisting the urge to press a kiss to his cheek, instead tugging the curtains shut before closing the door behind him.
Checking Minho, Seungmin and Hyunjin’s room he finds that quiet as well, Minho’s curtain pulled across his bed and Hyunjin sprawled out on his bunk. Pulling himself up on his toes he finds he can’t see Seungmin, wondering if maybe he’s asleep in Minho’s bed with him. Changbin rolls his eyes; as much as those two claim to hate each other he can’t wait for them to confess that they’re completely infatuated with one another.
Finally he steps into his room, his eyes soft as he stares at Felix. His boyfriend looks as angelic as always, his blonde hair fanned out like a halo around him on his pillow. His chest rises and falls slowly, and Changbin once again stops himself from kissing the sleeping boy. He tugs his shirt off as he turns to his own bed.
He stops when he sees a figure already asleep there. Seungmin is laid out on his front in a t-shirt and a pair of loose cotton shorts, the duvet covers kicked away to the bottom of the bed, one hand holding his pillow. One of his legs is bent, extenuating the curve of his ass and causing his shorts to ride up in a way that makes Changbin groan.
He makes his way over to Seungmin quietly so as not to wake him, for a moment wondering why he’s not in his own bed before suddenly recalling what the younger had said to him a couple of weeks back.
“If you ever find me asleep in your bed, you can fuck me. I want you to, hyung.”
The thought makes Changbin bite his lip, his cock twitching in his jeans as all his pent up frustration hits him again. Seungmin is in his bed, pliant and willing, practically presenting himself to him.
The bed dips as Changbin leans over him, staring at Seungmin’s sleeping form for a moment. He runs his fingers down the younger’s back and over the curve of his clothed ass, squeezing lightly just to feel it in his palm. Seungmin doesn’t stir at all, slow breaths coming from his parted lips, his expression peaceful as he sleeps on.
His shorts are loose enough that Changbin can easily slide his hand under them, caressing the soft skin at the inside of Seungmin’s thigh. He’s surprised when he doesn’t find the material of Seungmin’s briefs and instead only touches bare skin, tracing his fingers over the younger’s perineum and down to his balls.
For a moment Changbin wonders if he is taking advantage of Seungmin, whether he should stop and wake him to ask if he really wants this. He almost does stop, that is until the pads of his fingers become sticky with lube when he runs them across Seungmin’s hole. His eyes widen as he presses one finger in easily, the boy under him already opened up and ready for him.
“ Fuck …” He curses under his breath, slipping another finger in and pumping the digits in and out of Seungmin’s body slowly. He hears a soft whine and looks up to find Seungmin’s brows furrowed and his cheeks flushed, however his eyes remain closed as he continues to sleep even when Changbin inserts a third finger.
Even though he doesn’t need it, Changbin fingers him for a while just to hear the sweet noises that tumble from his lips. His own cock strains against his trousers and eventually he decides he can’t wait any longer. He stands up to quickly tug the rest of his clothes off, climbing back on the bed above Seungmin and grabbing the bottle of lube on his bedside table to slick up his cock.
He decides against attempting to pull down Seungmin’s shorts, instead pushing the material up and to the side just enough to expose his hole. Changbin almost scoffs at how loose the cotton of his shorts is, as if Seungmin wore them solely to be easily fucked. He lines himself up and sinks in slowly. Seungmin is warm and wet around him, and Changbin grits his teeth as he bottoms out, hands splayed at either side of Seungmin’s head.
He lets out a low moan, rocking his hips ever so slowly to see if Seungmin will begin to stir. He notices him grip the pillow tighter, his breath coming out in small huffs as his cheeks flush even pinker. Changbin pulls out until just the tip of his cock remains inside him, pushing all the way back into him again in one solid thrust, revelling in the sound of Seungmin’s high pitched whine when his eyelids begin to flutter open.
“Hyu- hah -hyung…” He gasps, his voice husky and thick with sleep.
Changbin stills inside him, brushing strands of his hair out of his face. “Is this okay?” He asks quietly, wanting to give the younger the chance to tell him to stop if he doesn’t want this anymore.
Seungmin groans in annoyance, his hips rutting forward against the mattress. “Don’t stop now...of course it’s okay, I already told you.”
“You could have changed your mind since then.”
“I literally prepped myself before sleeping, I haven’t changed my mind.” Seungmin grumbles, glancing up at Changbin, his eyebrows creased together. “Just fuck me…”
Changbin’s eyes soften from how cute Seungmin is, his bottom lip jutting out as he tries to push himself back on his cock. He takes mercy on the brunette, thrusting into him again hard enough to make him choke on a moan. The wet noises of Changbin’s cock sliding in and out of his ass are impossibly loud as he picks up a quick pace, his breathing fast as he drapes himself over Seungmin’s body to get a better angle.
Seungmin grasps desperately at the pillow with both hands when Changbin hits his prostate, muffling a whine as he buries his face into it. Changbin smirks at the mess he’s making of him, the younger usually calm and composed in most situations.
It doesn’t last long though before Seungmin is turning his head to the side again to look at him, a devilish glint in his eyes. “I can’t believe you’d fuck me when your- ah -boyfriend is asleep across the room.” He says, the corner of his lips turning up. “Aren’t you worried he’ll wake up and see us like this?”
It’s all play, Changbin knows, but the concept of being caught fucking someone else in his bed by none other than his sweet, lovely Felix causes a rush of arousal and humiliation to course through him. He swallows, pressing his lips together and slowing his thrusts in an attempt to keep quiet.
Seungmin coos at him, pushing himself back on Changbin’s cock with an exaggerated moan.
“Be quiet…” Changbin warns before clamping a hand over his own mouth to stifle his groan from the movement of Seungmin’s hips. Seungmin doesn’t let up, pulling himself up onto his elbows so he can fuck back against Changbin even harder, another moan tumbling from his lips. He’s not normally this vocal during sex, and from the way he smirks when he looks back again Changbin knows the pornographic noises coming out of his mouth are for the sole purpose of riling him up.
It works. Changbin stares back at him with wide eyes, his hand still pressed over his mouth as his cock throbs inside Seungmin. There’s silence for a few moments as they look at eachother, Seungmin’s lips parted and his face flushed, sweat beading on his forehead.
A stifled whine breaks the silence, one that Changbin knows didn’t come from Seungmin. He lowers his hand and turns his head slowly towards Felix’s bed, his boyfriend staring back at him in the dark room, his back against the wall. One hand covers his mouth, the other shoved into his pyjama pants. His eyes flick down to where Changbin’s cock disappears inside Seungmin before trailing up his boyfriend’s body again, a muffled groan escaping him from the sight.
“ God , you feel so good, hyung.” Seungmin whines purposefully, his lips still pulled into a smirk as he pushes himself back until his ass is flush with Changbin’s hips. “Your cock feels so big stretching me open.”
Felix whimpers, his hand pressing tighter against his mouth as he begins slowly fisting his cock again. Changbin swallows, his gaze fixed on the pink of his boyfriend’s cheeks, the way his brows knit together as he stares back at him.
Seungmin also looks over towards Felix, his cheeks flushing even pinker from two sets of eyes on him. “I think Felix is enjoying it too. Come on hyung, let’s put on a show for him.”
The sight of Felix jerking himself off to the image of his boyfriend fucking someone else sends spikes of arousal through Changbin’s body, the reality of having Felix watching him turning him on even more than the concept of it. He drapes his body over Seungmin’s back again, bracing his hands against the mattress and setting a brutal pace without breaking eye contact with the boy across the room. Seungmin is caught off-guard and chokes on a moan, fisting at the sheets as he’s rocked forward with the force of Changbin’s thrusts. Felix finally drops his hand from his mouth to grasp at the sheets of his own bed, his lips parted as small whines and whimpers escape him as he strokes himself in time with Changbin’s movements.
The pleasured sounds coming from both of them begin to meld together in Changbin’s ears, and as he stares at Felix’s flushed face and half-lidded eyes it almost begins to feel like his cock is driving into his boyfriend, warm and wet and tight around him.
“Fuck, Lix…” He moans, wetting his lips and wanting nothing more than to kiss him. Seungmin keens underneath him, as if the thought of being used while Changbin lusts over someone else is arousing to him.
“Hyung... please .” Felix whimpers at the sound of his name.
Changbin can’t stand to hear him beg, his whole body tugging with the need to be closer to him. He pulls out of Seungmin slowly, tracing his fingers down his spine in a silent apology. The younger whines at the loss but glances up at Changbin knowingly, rolling onto his back and wrapping a hand around his leaking cock as he finally tugs his shorts down and off.
Changbin stumbles as he stands on shaking legs but crosses the room to Felix’s bed quickly, lifting one knee up to rest on the mattress and capturing his lips in a kiss. Felix moans into his mouth when Changbin palms at his crotch, pliant and needy as the elder tangles their tongues together and nips at his bottom lip. He kisses Changbin back desperately, pulling away for a moment to pull his shirt over his head before wrapping his arms around his boyfriend’s neck. Changbin grasps his waist and pulls him up into his arms, feeling the heat of Felix’s skin when their bare chests press together. His hands slide down to squeeze the younger’s ass as he stands up with his legs wrapped around him.
“That’s my baby…” He whispers into his ear. Felix shivers, whimpering as he kisses across Changbin’s jawline and down his neck, fingers threading through his hair as he’s carried back to the other bed where Seungmin waits for them. Changbin lowers him down gently and Seungmin immediately leans into him, the pair kissing languidly as Changbin sits back and watches them. Their bodies tangle together, Seungmin’s knee pressing up between Felix’s legs until he’s panting into his mouth. It’s like a wet dream to watch; Felix’s small hands stroking Seungmin’s cock as Seungmin flicks a thumb over his nipple. Changbin hisses at how sensitive he is when he wraps a hand around himself, practically dripping from the sight in front of him.
“Did you enjoy the show?” Seungmin purrs, pressing another kiss to the corner of Felix’s mouth.
“Mmh…” Felix hums, pouting. “But I’m having more fun now you’ve let me join in.”
Changbin chuckles, moving to join the pair. “Sorry angel, I didn’t want to wake you.”
“No one likes a liar, hyung.” Seungmin replies, his voice cutting through the air as he nips at the tip of Felix’s ear. He quietens to a murmur, still speaking loud enough for Changbin to hear. “Poor thing, isn’t Binnie-hyung so mean to decide to fuck me instead of his boyfriend?”
Felix nods slowly, letting Seungmin suck a hickey into his neck as he stares at Changbin through his eyelashes. “He’s so mean, Seungminnie...leaving me all alone while he fucks you so well. Maybe he’s trying to make me jealous?”
Changbin’s breath hitches. He kneels back again, hands curling into fists on his thighs. Felix never speaks to him, about him, like this, and shame pools in his gut.
“It looked like it felt so good , Seungmin…” Felix drawls. Changbin can see the way Seungmin’s lips quirk up against his neck, his hand tracing every so slowly down Felix’s stomach until he reaches the waistband of his pyjama pants.
“It did, hyung’s cock is so big, it filled me up so well.” Seungmin murmurs. He looks Changbin in the eye as he hooks his thumb under Felix’s pyjamas and pulls them past his hips, his cock springing free against his stomach. “I could feel him so deep , Lix.”
Felix whines so prettily when Seungmin wraps his hand around him, eyes fluttering shut as Seungmin smears his thumb through the precum beading at the tip, stroking Felix’s cock slowly in just the way that Changbin knows he likes to be touched. His own cock twitches pathetically between his legs and he doesn’t know if he wants to touch himself or Felix more. Seungmin keeps pulling small sounds out of his boyfriend from his ministrations, keeping his eyes locked with Changbin’s the entire time.
The sounds coming from Felix’s mouth and the sight of him flushed and writhing under Seungmin’s touch leaves Changbin desperate, but the second his hand moves from his thigh to give himself some relief again Seungmin clicks his tongue in disapproval. Changbin freezes.
“Mean and selfish?” He reprimands. “I’m making Felix feel so good and all you can think to do is touch yourself, hyung?”
Changbin shakes his head, feeling so, so small under Seungmin’s harsh gaze. “I…I can make it up to him. Wanna make Felix feel good too.”
Seungmin seems to contemplate his answer for a moment and Felix opens his eyes to look at his boyfriend again, bottom lip pulled between his teeth. Seungmin ushers him to lift his hips, sliding his pyjama pants down and off when he complies. He runs his fingertips down the length of Felix’s cock to his perineum, pressing lightly over his rim. Felix shudders.
“How can Changbin-hyung make it up to you, Lix?” He asks, fingers dancing over the inside of Felix’s soft, pale thighs. Changbin’s mouth waters. “Do you think he even deserves to fuck you?”
Felix sits up and finally moves towards Changbin, their noses almost touching as he drags his thumb across Changbin’s bottom lip with a contemplative gaze. “Hmm...maybe if he lets me use his mouth.” He says, pressing the digit into Changbin’s mouth and down against his tongue. “Can I, hyung?”
Spit gathers quickly in Changbin’s mouth, and he feels himself beginning to drool. His words come out garbled when he speaks. “Whatever you wan’, Lix. Anything.”
The smile Felix gives him would normally make his heart thump out of his chest, but with his thumb pressed harshly down on Changbin’s tongue as he regards his boyfriend Changbin feels another wave of humiliation rush through him. Seungmin watches them, sat back against the headboard, his expression smug as he strokes up his length.
“Cute.” Felix comments, pulling his thumb out and wiping it on Changbin’s thigh, just inches from his cock. Changbin bites his lip to stop his hips from jumping forward, and Felix laughs.
If Kim Seungmin can make his sweet, doting boyfriend as fiendish as this he might really be the devil.
The second he feels Felix’s lips against his own again he practically melts into him, his mind fuzzy around the edges as Felix licks into his mouth and grasps at his biceps. He lets his eyes flutter closed but doesn’t dare touch himself, completely under the thrall of the younger two.
Suddenly, before he can process it Felix pulls away and pushes him down until his head hits the pillow next to Seungmin, hovering over him like a predator that’s just caught its prey. His thighs bracket around Changbin’s head and Changbin thinks he wouldn’t mind being smothered by them, digging his fingers into the skin just below Felix’s ass to make him whine.
His cock is just inches above Changbin’s face and Felix stares down at him with hooded eyes as he gives himself a couple of firm pumps, precum beading from the tip and dripping down onto Changbin’s mouth. Changbin licks his lips eagerly, sticking out his tongue to taste more.
“Shit, hyung…” Felix curses. “Want to fuck your mouth so bad.”
Changbin groans. “ Please. ”
Sitting up from against the headboard Seungmin runs his hands through Changbin’s hair, fingers tangling in the black strands before tugging his head back. “You’re going to be a good boy and let Felix use your mouth while I open him up for you?”
Changbin gasps, pain tingling through his scalp. As much as he loves having Felix in his mouth he loves fingering him even more, always desperate to watch his boyfriend come apart on his fingers. “Seungminnie, let me do both.” He pleads, kneading Felix’s ass in his hands. “I want to, please.”
Seungmin raises an eyebrow, batting his hands away. “Greedy too, hyung.” He says. “I think Felix needs to shut you up.”
Changbin almost protests Seungmin’s cruel words, but then his eyes roll back as Seungmin spits into his mouth before Felix slides his cock in between his lips in quick succession, pushing in slowly until he hits the back of his throat. Changbin has to fight to stop himself from gagging even though Felix is gentle with him, and the younger groans at the sensation of his throat convulsing around him. Finally Seungmin releases his grip on his hair and Felix strokes his cheek ever so gently, wiping away the tears pricking at the corners of his eyes. Changbin revels in the weight of him on his tongue, lips stretched around his shaft as he blinks up at his boyfriend.
Felix stares back at him, his lips parted and shaky breaths leaving his mouth, one hand braced against the headboard. Changbin is vaguely aware of Seungmin climbing around behind him, legs straddling Changbin’s waist as he holds Felix’s hips and pulls him back until just the head of his cock rests on Changbin’s tongue. The bitter taste of precum pools in Changbin’s mouth, mixed with Seungmin’s spit, and he breathes heavily through his nose when Seungmin guides Felix’s cock back down into his throat.
A broken whimper escapes Felix’s lips when he’s buried in Changbin’s throat again, Seungmin’s fingers tracing little circles on his hip bone. “Does it feel good, Lix?” He asks gently, pulling Felix back. “I think I like Binnie the most when he’s quiet like this.”
The lack of honorific surprises Changbin, and he glares at Seungmin over Felix’s shoulder, his mouth far too full to speak. Seungmin’s smile is sickenly sweet, staring back at him as he sucks another hickey onto the other side of Felix’s neck, the previous one blooming a deep red. Felix lets his head fall back with a nod, allowing Seungmin to guide his thrusts. Changbin grasps desperately at Felix’s thighs again when his thrusts quicken and squeezes his eyes shut, the room filled with the wet sounds from his throat being fucked and the quiet panting from his boyfriend.
“S-So good, hyung…” Felix gasps, tangling his fingers in Changbin’s hair. “You feel so- ah -”
His hips jump forward, taking Changbin by surprise and making him gag. He blinks away the tears blurring his vision to look up at the younger again. Felix looks a sight from above him, his brows pulled together and his lips parted, his face flushed all the way down to his neck. His eyes have fallen shut and Changbin can see that one of Seungmin’s hands has disappeared from his hip behind him, the youngest tugging at Felix’s earring with his teeth. From the way Felix’s body jerks forward and the concentrated look on Seungmin’s face Changbin can only assume he’s fingering him. He groans frustratedly around Felix’s cock.
“Jealous?” Seungmin asks nonchalantly. “I’ll let you fuck him, don’t worry.”
The way Seungmin talks about Felix as if he were his boyfriend instead of Changbin’s goes straight to his cock, his hips kicking when Seungmin finally wraps his other hand around him. He’s so hard it’s painful, and he’s leaking enough precum that he can hear the slick sound as Seungmin jerks him off languidly.
It doesn’t take long for Felix to show that he’s close to coming, his hips beginning to stutter and his thighs shaking in Changbin’s grip. He pulls back one last time, sucking in a sharp breath when Changbin swirls his tongue around the head of his cock.
“Close, I’m close…” He pants. There’s a wet noise as Seungmin pulls his fingers out of his ass, and Felix whines as he forces himself to pull out of Changbin’s mouth completely.
“Want to sit on hyung’s cock?” Seungmin asks, mouthing at Felix’s ear. Felix nods eagerly, and Seungmin guides him down Changbin’s body until his boyfriend’s ass rubs against his length. Changbin bites down on his bottom lip as he watches Felix lift himself on shaky thighs and positions himself until the head of Changbin’s cock presses against his rim.
Changbin’s fingers grip at the bedsheets to stop himself from immediately thrusting upwards, both him and Felix letting out pleasured moans when the younger sinks down until he’s flush with Changbin’s hips.
“ God , Lix…” Changbin breathes, running his hands up Felix’s sides and settling them around his waist, basking in how small he looks in his grip. His cock throbs inside him, and Felix grinds down in small circles that drive him insane, hands splayed on Changbin’s ribs.
“You’re so deep...” Felix drawls. “I thought about sitting on your cock when you were fucking Seungminnie earlier, wanted you to fuck me so badly.”
Changbin’s grip tightens around his waist. “Always want to fuck you, you’re so pretty like this. You’re always so pretty.”
Felix keens at the praise, but before he’s able to lift himself up to fuck back down against Changbin Seungmin presses his hands against his thighs, holding him down.
“Now that Felix gets your cock, what do I get, hyung?” Seungmin asks, kissing at the nape of Felix’s neck when he starts to get fidgety. Felix whines when Seungmin reaches around and runs his thumb over the head of his cock. “Can I fuck you?”
Changbin curses under his breath, the mere concept of being full whilst being buried inside Felix turning him on more than he’d like to admit. Even with Chan and Jisung he doesn’t do this very often, the three of them more likely to end up with one of them being spitroasted. They’re never picky with who it is.
He nods wordlessly, letting his legs fall open in a silent invitation. Seungmin practically beams, and Changbin doesn’t know how he’s ended up in a situation where he agrees to the younger’s every whim. He lets his head fall back against the pillows when he feels the press of Seungmin’s finger against his rim, the first digit going in easily. Seungmin’s fingers are longer than any of his boyfriends’, and Changbin sighs at how well they fill him up.
One finger quickly becomes two and Seungmin pumps them in and out of him slowly, his other hand still holding Felix still. Felix squirms in Changbin’s lap, his cock red and leaking and Changbin rubs his thumbs against his sides reassuringly. “Just a little longer, baby…”
He can feel the pressure as Seungmin’s fingers press upwards, waves of pleasure suddenly flowing through his body. A moan pushes it’s way out of Changbin’s throat, one hand flying up to his mouth as his hips jerk upwards. Felix jolts from the movement, a broken whimper leaving his lips and more precum dripping onto Changbin’s stomach.
“Hurry up …” Felix whines, glancing back at Seungmin in annoyance. He receives a slap on the thigh in response, and Changbin bites his lip at the sight of Felix’s pale skin reddening.
The third finger burns a little, like it always does, and Changbin knows he must be tighter than usual considering he hasn’t had any time for sex in recent weeks. Felix immediately notices his discomfort, the hands splayed out on his ribs moving up to his chest. His touches start gentle, one hand brushing over his nipple and the other cupping his pec, but soon Felix’s ministrations have Changbin’s breath hitching and small noises escaping him.
“Ready, hyung?” Seungmin asks, pressing his fingers in deep one last time.
Changbin pushes back against them. “Mm...I’m ready.”
Finally he feels Seungmin’s fingers pull out and his cock press against his rim, and Felix leans down to suck one of Changbin’s nipples into his mouth when the youngest pushes all the way into him. Changbin whines, squeezing his eyes shut and already feeling so, so overwhelmed from the variety of sensations all over his body. Felix nips and bites at the skin as Seungmin bottoms out, squeezing the other side of his chest until Changbin is panting and desperate.
“Felix, Seungmi- hah …” He breathes, his mind only able to focus on the feeling of Felix around him and Seungmin inside him. He feels like he could burst at the seams at any moment. “Move, please, please …”
Felix begins moving first, lifting himself up before slamming back down again, punching moans out of both of them. Changbin watches the muscles of his thighs and abs strain each time he lifts his body back up, his eyes screwed shut in concentration as he tries to angle himself to find the spot that makes him see stars.
He practically wails when Seungmin thrusts into Changbin and Changbin’s cock finally hits his prostate. Felix’s own cock slaps against his stomach everytime he drops down, precum sticking to his skin.
Seungmin’s thrusts are brutal, fucking into Changbin hard and fast, and all he can do is lie and take it. He fists at the sheets, his body jostling up the bed every time Seungmin slams back into him.
“Fuckfuck fuck -” He curses as white hot heat rushes through his entire body, almost coming on the spot. He watches as Felix presses his back to Seungmin’s chest, his boyfriend’s eyes closed and his mouth hanging open, a trail of spit running down his chin. Seungmin stares back at Changbin from behind him, his breath coming out in laboured pants and his cheeks flushed a deep pink.
He holds Felix around the waist as fucks back into Changbin again, his eyes flitting between them. “You’re both so-so pretty…” Seungmin gasps. Changbin whines at the praise and one more thrust directly against his prostate just as Felix drops down again is all it takes for him to come. His back arches as the string snaps inside his body, his hips jerking up as he shudders through his orgasm. Felix moans as he’s filled up, leaning forward and catching Changbin’s lips, swallowing the noises coming from both of them.
“So good, hyung, so good for us…” Seungmin rasps, chasing his own orgasm as he fucks into Changbin in shorter, sloppier thrusts. “Gonna come too, Lix?”
Felix pulls back as Seungmin wraps a hand around his cock, and Changbin grits his teeth through the overstimulation to piston his hips up into his boyfriend. Two strokes and Felix is whimpering, his brows knitted together and a hand covering his mouth as white ropes shoot onto his and Changbin’s stomachs, his body trembling as he slumps forward.
Changbin pets his hair as Felix rests against his chest, gazing up at Seungmin with half-lidded eyes. Seungmin rolls his hips one last time and meets Changbin’s eyes when he comes, grasping at the inside of his thighs as he lets out a broken whine.
“ God …” Seungmin breathes, pulling out slowly and dropping onto the bed. Changbin grimaces at the feeling of come dripping down his thighs.
His cock twitches from overstimulation as Felix shifts on top of him and he presses a kiss to his boyfriend’s forehead, rubbing the younger’s back. “Lix, come on...off you get, baby.”
Felix grumbles but lifts himself off nonetheless, rolling over onto Changbin’s other side and resting his head on his shoulder. Seungmin follows suit, wrapping an arm around Changbin’s waist and snuggling into him.
The warmth of both of their bodies around him makes Changbin decide to deal with the cleanup in the morning, and he relaxes his body into the pillows. He gazes between the two at either side of him, both of their eyes closed and their chests already rising and falling slowly.
“...Bin?”
He blinks over towards the door at the sound of Chan’s voice, the oldest dropping his rucksack on the desk before padding over to them. “Looks like I missed a party.” He smirks, leaning down and brushing the sweat slick strands of Changbin’s hair out of his face.
“Mm, you definitely did…” Changbin mumbles. “Come home with me next time and you can join us.”
“Can I join you now?” Chan asks.
Changbin rolls his eyes with a smile. “Only if you can squeeze in.”
Chan just about manages to fit, tucking in behind Felix and wrapping his arms around his middle, reaching out to hold Changbin’s hand. Changbin sighs contently; tomorrow their hectic schedule will continue, but for tonight he lets himself rest tucked between three of his favourite people in the world.