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i. jeno x reader x jaemin

Jeno whimpers, hooded eyes staring up at you. They dart between your face and the space between your legs as you sink down onto his cock. He tries to grab your waist but a sting greets his wrists as he pulls at his restraints.

"Please, I want to touch you." You run a finger down the middle of his abs, watching as they flex under your fingertips. He gasps as you slowly begin to rock on top of him, loving the way he tries to thrust up into you. Jeno murmurs your name, mouth falling open with hot breaths.

"Don't listen to him," Jaemin says from behind you, sitting comfortably on a pulled-up chair. You glance behind your shoulder and Jeno groans, feeling you clench at the sight of the other. "We've spoilt him too much, don't you think?"

Jaemin has his hand wrapped tightly around his cock, the slow pace matching the rhythm you're setting around Jeno. "I've been so good, baby, you know I've been so good for you." He continues to plead from under you and you're not sure who Jeno is addressing but you reply.

"I know... I know," A strangled groan leaves him as your hands graze over his nipples, leaning down so that your teeth can follow. "But you think Jae cares?" He sobs at that, pulling desperately at the ropes and you kitten lick the other hardened nub.

Jaemin crawls onto the bed, situating himself on his knees behind you. His hands find purchase on your waist, his hot body pressed flush against your back.

Jeno's chest ripples with something between a cry and a moan as you're lifted off of his cock. You whine too but it's interrupted by a moan as Jaemin fills you up well to replace him.

"No, don't, please. I can't..." Jeno begins to plead, eyes trained on the way Jaemin begins to snap his hips hard into you. Your head falls back onto Jaemin's shoulder, pleasure blooming in your stomach. You start to pant, moaning heavily at the delicious burn in your lower gut.

Both of you hover over Jeno's body and he can only watch as you're being fucked on your knees above him, the bed creaking against the combined weight.

"Fuck, she feels so good. You know that Jeno?" He slaps your thigh, eliciting a heady yell from you that has both men groaning. "Your girlfriend feels so fucking good." You mewl at that and Jeno growls but it's nothing threatening, instead, it's needy and whiny and wracked with painful longing.

He was the one that asked for this.

To have himself tied up in these ropes he hand-picked himself. Asking his best friend and his girlfriend to do what they want with him - to be at both your mercies.

And fuck were you glad he suggested it because Jaemin is kinky, relentless and the praises he's whispering into your ear is driving you crazy.

"Baby," Jeno's attention snaps back to your face, and he trembles at the look of pleasure written all over it. "Jae feels so good inside of me, he feels so good and I'm going to cum all over his fucking cock." Jaemin grunts in agreement and dizzying pleasure, littering quick kisses all over your neck.

"Can I cum inside you?" He asks and your eyes meet Jeno's. He's biting his lip, his cock twitching uncontrollably against his stomach. You notice there's so much precum leaking and pooling near his bellybutton and you want to lick it all off his perfect body.

Nodding in reply to Jaemin, he lets out a blissful sigh onto your skin.

"Oh, fuck yes, you're amazing." His teeth sink not long after his praise into your neck, fingers finding your clit at the same time as his thrusts become harder and deep.

Jeno swallows thickly, watching wide-eyed when your body convulses, your orgasm sweeping through you in a pleasurable haze. Jaemin cums too with your name broken from his lips.

"Shit, Jeno, you lucky bastard." He pulls out of you, your boyfriend watching as another man's cum drips out of your entrance and onto his sheets. You collapse onto Jeno's chest, body tired and spent and you hear Jaemin's chuckle from behind you.

He gets off the bed and that's when you notice the sticky hot feeling against your stomach. Propping yourself up onto your forearms, you look down in surprise at the white stains smudged against Jeno's abs and chest.

"Did he fucking cum?" Jaemin is glancing down too, witnessing the mess that's been made. Incoherent excuses fall from Jeno's lips which are cut off by your tongue licking the thick liquid off his body.

"You're so good for us, baby. You don't need us to touch you for you to cum, right?" He immediately disagrees, and a grin settles on your cheeks as you feel him try to desperately thrust up into you again.

"Not good enough, it's not good enough," Fresh tears streak down his face and Jaemin's hand adoringly wipes them away, brushing the strands of hair that's stuck to his forehead with sweat. "I need you both to touch me, please."

Jaemin hums and his fingers curl around your chin instead, jutting you to face him. You lean into the kiss, moaning as he gets a taste of Jeno's essence in your mouth.

"Kiss me, please. Anything, just anything." You break the kiss first, looking down at Jeno, taking your time accumulating saliva in your mouth. He breathes heavily, his searching eyes trying to read your face for any signs that you've listened.

Tapping his jaw, Jeno easily complies, mouth falling open.

"Fuck." Jaemin hisses out, squatting next to the bed to watch as you also open your mouth, spit falling into Jeno's. You pull Jaemin up and you gesture to your love who still has his mouth wide open - waiting.

He gets the hint, leaning closer until he's hovering and Jaemin's mouth falls open. His spit falls and lands right next to Jeno's mouth, some spilling in.

"Swallow, angel." You coo and Jaemin is murmuring a few curses under his breath when Jeno obeys, the mixture of yours and Jaemin's spit going down his throat. "Good boy."

Jeno nods, sobbing now as he hungrily licks up Jaemin's spit from the side of his mouth.

"I had no idea he was this much of a slut." Jeno keens at the other boy's words, cock twitching again as he pulls needily at the ropes.

"Careful, he likes dirty praises like that. He might cum again, right baby?" You ghost a palm over the tip of his cock, making his body subconsciously jolt up, Jeno hissing as he shakes his head.

"Please, fuck me." You lean up onto your knees again, looking down at the reduced filthy mess before you. Jaemin stares at the same sight, cock hard again in his hand.

"If that's what my baby's begging for," Jeno let's out a shaky breath at the feeling of your folds glide against his tip. "Then I'll gladly give you what you want."