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v. bf!jeno x reader x fwb!jaemin

"Upstairs, Hyuck's room." Speaking of the host of this party, you wonder where he's been all night, not that you've been looking for your friend. You lead the way to his room, hand intertwined with Jeno's as Jaemin follows closely and you hear him whispering something to your boyfriend that you don't catch. But his grip on your hand tightens and you think you hear Jeno whimper but you're not sure over the noise.

You turn the doorknob of Hyuck's room without knocking and it's your mistake because you're greeted with his half-naked figure, making out with a girl you've never seen before. "Oh my," Jaemin's sing-song voice catches Hyuck's attention who yells in surprise, pulling the blanket to shield him and the girl. "Looks like this room is taken."

Jaemin shoots Hyuck a wink over his yelling of Don't you guys knock? before moving in front of you to close the door again. He takes your hand, long fingers that you know the feeling of when they slide in and out of you at that slow pace you like when he's got you shoved against a wall, his other fingers down your throat—

"This is Renjun's room," Jeno speaks up, and you hesitate when Jaemin swings the door open and tries to lead you both inside.

"Come on," Jaemin pouts but Jeno shakes his head and now you're torn. "He won't mind if he doesn't find out." But the thought of an angry Renjun has you siding with the safer option.

Jaemin lets go of your hand and makes his way deeper into the room until he's sitting prettily on Renjun's bed, smiling innocently. He juts one eyebrow up, feeling the sheets under his hands. "The thought of fucking you into his mattress is less scary from here." And your legs tremble a little at the thought of him making a careless mess of you on another person's bed. You still waver at the doorway but you feel the weight of Jaemin's words on Jeno, his breathing heavier behind you at the thought of watching you being fucked by the other.

"Your loss," And your eyes widen when Jaemin begins to unzip his pants, unable to look away as he frees his member from his boxers. "I guess I‌ have to take care of this myself." Jaemin licks his palm before stroking himself, his usual, shameless attitude on full display as he groans, head tilting back in pleasure.

"Fuck." Jeno whispers.

What a tempting sight Jaemin makes, one hand gripping the sheets as he takes his time, unbothered by the fact Renjun can come up and interrupt him at any moment. It's like he couldn't give a shit if he gets caught, and knowing Jaemin, it's probably not too far from the truth.

He groans again, louder this time, falling back onto his elbow as his hips begin rutting into his tight grip. His hand moves faster, sweet groans that call for you like a siren and Jeno gives in.

Jaemin's eyes open at the sound of the older boy's footsteps padding across the floorboards. He coos, pleased, as Jeno sinks to his knees in front of him, spreading Jaemin's legs wider as he kisses the tip of his leaking cock. "Shit, Jeno." He hisses and you watch Jaemin swallow, a hand petting the other boy's head in praise. "Come on, just want a taste, baby."‌ Those words drag you into the room, your body pining after the feeling of Jaemin's tongue against your pulsing heat. Slipping off your panties and discarding them somewhere on the floor, you crawl onto the bed, leaving your skirt on the way they both like it.

Jeno already has Jaemin's entire length down his throat, tongue skillfully working itself in circles and you no doubt know Jaemin loves it, hips thrusting up without warning and choking him. "That's it, such a good slut for me aren't you?" And even though the words aren't meant for you, you shiver. Jaemin lays flat on his back, Jeno continuing to obediently bob his head up and down his friend's shaft as you let the other pull you to straddle his face.

"Fuck..." Jaemin licks one wet, hot strip through your folds, flicking your clit at the end. You lift your skirt to your stomach to get a better view of him as he puts his mouth to work, groaning at the taste of you. "You're so good with your tongue, Jaem," You lick your lips, his tongue pressing dangerously against your clit. "Mm, just want to be your little slut." Your confession rips another groan out of him and you feel him thrust farther into Jeno's mouth, hearing him choke from behind you.