"Haechan", Mark says, tapping his leg.
"Hm?"
"Read this chapter."
Haechan doesn't bother questioning it and hands his book to Mark, not caring whether he reads it or just holds it. The males eyes widen at the first sentence and he looks down at Mark who's staring at his book. Haechan continues reading, becoming immersed in the scene but still remaining aware of his surroundings and the fact that all his boyfriends are very close to him, especially Mark.
Trying to be as inconspicuous as possible, he readjusts his position, hoping no one will notice what's up with him if they look at him. He continues reading, the words coming off the page and painting a picture in his mind, but in his mind, the characters are him and his boyfriends.
Somehow by some God-given strength, he makes it to the end of the chapter. The feeling he has is familiar and his thoughts are the same. He'd never dared to take a chance, never been able to. But if this is a hint, he's going to take it.
"Mark."
"Hm?"
Mark turns to face Haechan and gets pulled into a kiss, making him gasp. Haechan doesn't waste his chance and plunges his tongue in, tugging Mark closer until the male crawls onto his lap, which is much better for both of them.
Mark plays with the ends of Haechans hair, keeping Haechan close while the male explores his mouth. Haechan loves the way Mark's lips feel against his, the way they press against his own, clouding his brain with nothing but him.
Mark, Mark, Mark
Things get so much better when Haechan feels Marks hand on his shirt and slowly pull it upwards. He pulls back so Mark can take it off and then does the same thing to him. Haechan brings their lips back together for a quick, deep kiss and then brings his attention to Marks neck, wanting to let his feelings out.
"Hey-" Jaemin slaps his mouth shut and stares at the two on the couch with wide eyes. He looks over at Jeno and gestures for him to be quiet and to come closer. Jenos eyes widen at the sight of Haechan and Mark.
With every passing second, Jeno wants less and less to be a spectator and more and more a participant. Jaemin lets out a small startled breath when he feels Jenos hand touch his and then trail up his arm. He can already guess what's going on, wanting the same thing, but something about this is new. Like Jeno pointed out, he makes the moves. And Jaemin does, daring at his own level of comfort, only when he knows he'll get his desired result. He's not making the move right now though. It's not him touching Jeno, trailing his hand lightly over his skin, leaving tingles in its place. It's not his hands that go down to pull Jeno forward by his hips and it's not him staring down Jeno, showing him with his eyes just how much he wants him.
Jaemin's so caught up in every sensation, every beat of his heart, every instantly vanishing thought that he's not sure which one of them says, "Kiss me."
And they do kiss, the fists gripping Jaemins shirt so tightly they brush his chest, Jenos mouth crushed against his, controlling the kiss like Jaemin's putting up a fight.
He's not.
Regaining some sense (not much), Jaemin brings his hands up the feel the skin underneath the sleeves of Jenos shirt. And then he moves his arms down, wanting to feel Jeno in some capacity. Afraid of discomforting him with anything else, he settles on gripping the waistband of Jenos jeans. He tugs him closer, essaying to get Jeno to take it farther.
A couple more minutes of kissing go by and Jaemin is sure Jeno isn't gonna do what he wants but then he gets pushed back against the way and all reattained sense of thought evaporates. He's barely breathing, chest rising and falling uncharacteristically but it doesn't stop him from tugging Jeno to him, this time being the one to grip his shirt to keep him in place. They're too far absorbed in each other to notice, maybe even remember, that they have an audience.
Mark kisses down Haechans neck, occasionally glancing at Jeno and Jaemin making out or Haechan to see his reaction that he finds incredibly sexy. Haechan's staring at Jeno and Jaemin through lidded eyes, letting out soft breaths and if Mark's not imagining it, the faintest of moans. Wanting to draw a sound out of him, he attacks a spot on his neck that Haechan gasps at. Mark continues and then he hears it, which only motivates him more. Haechan is disappointed and relieved when Mark pulls away from his definitely bruised neck and brings his attention to his chest. Mark pushes Haechan down on the couch and settles himself between Haechans legs, sparking even more lustful images in his mind, ones he very much wants to see play out in reality.
Mark moves up to kiss him and accidentally—or maybe it's intentionally rubs their pelvises against each other. A moan slips out of Mark and as if he needed any persuasion, Haechan becomes captivated with the need to get more sounds out of Mark. Not just because he wants to, but because he wants to prove to himself that his boyfriends want him as much as he wants them. For every move Mark makes, Haechan takes it the slightest bit further, squeezes Marks body a little harder, kisses him a little rougher, does everything with a little bit more aggression. And it seems to work as Mark keeps touching him, kissing him, reacting, but never fully making that step.
"Mark", Haechan mumbles. He needs to tell him. He needs to tell all three of them.
"What?"
"I don't want to stop."
Mark pulls back, sending a spike of anxiety through Haechan. "Haechan, are you sure?"
Haechan nods. "I am. I want you three and you're all here and", he points at their boyfriends, "Jaemin and Jeno already look like they're about to get started. I'm okay with it, really. I'm probably gonna overthink later and be paranoid that everyone knows but that doesn't change how I feel right now and how I feel about all of you. You showed me that chapter for a reason, didn't you?"
Heat rushes to Marks cheeks as he nods.
"What chapter?" Jeno asks, coming over to them, pulling Mark back against his chest.
"It's-actually", Mark pauses, making eye contact with Haechan. "That one?"
Haechan gets up and grabs Mark to drag him into the hallway. Jaemin and Jeno share amused expressions while the two whisper in the hallway. They hear a door open, confusing them until the two reappear with books, Haechan quickly flipping the one in his hands. Haechan shows it to Mark who nods and gestures to the two waiting on the couch.
"Inspiration?"
"Could be used now or...or later", Mark says, not looking at them.
"Is there anything you want to be used now?"
"My list was kinda built from...", Haechan trails off, gesturing in the direction of the books.
"I already told you guys what I like so..."
"Bubs, come here for a second."
Haechan watches with a mix of curiosity and anxiety as Mark, Jaemin, and Jeno whisper amongst each other. He hates that he can't lip read but at one point, it looks like Jaemin asks, "Are you sure?" to which Jeno and Mark nod.
"What's happening?" Haechan asks when their discussion ends.
"You'll see."
"That doesn't make me feel better."
"Don't worry", Jeno tells him, voice soft and alluring. His thumb glides across the males cheek, aura so enchanting it reminds Haechan of every reason why he'd started liking him in the first place.
Their lips connect in a slow, sensual kiss, Haechans hands moving up to grip Jenos shoulders while Jeno holds Haechans waist, caressing the area. Behind them, Mark pulls Jaemin into a harsh kiss. It takes Mark merely a second before he starts pulling Jaemins shirt off. And then he's touching him, not being shy at all. Not when he's remembering what he had and everything else he could have.
Mark grabs the top of Jaemins jeans and mumbles, "I want these off."
Jaemin internally smirks, absolutely loving his boyfriends attitude. Trying to keep his mouth on Marks as much as possible, he slowly works his way out of his jeans and then gets started on Marks, making Marks breath hitch. Once Marks pants are off too, a moment of sudden shyness hits him.
Jaemin smiles and gently rubs his jaw. "You're so cute."
"You too."
Jaemin steals a glance at Haechan and Jeno and finds them with the same amount of clothes they had before, the only difference is that they look very close to undressing as their bodies rub together and both let out quiet, breathy noises he didn't notice before, too wrapped in Mark.
"Want to us to help you too?"
Jeno pulls away just enough to ask, "What?"
Jaemin doesn't answer, just grabs Marks hand and brings him over to the two. Mark moves behind Jeno, Jaemin behind Haechan. Haechan gasps when he feels hands on his body but he accepts it, the sensation only adding onto his feelings from kissing Jeno. A zap runs through Haechan when he feels fingers brush against the skin above the waistband of his pants but he likes it, the excitement, the electricity.
"I'm gonna take your clothes off", Mark murmur in Jenos ear. Jeno tries to hum but it comes out more of a whine, making Mark let out a deep, sexy chuckle that sends a buzz through his body.
Jeno lets Mark undress him, the slight grazes of his fingertips stirring him. Once Jeno is out of every layer but one, Mark brings his hands up and runs them from Jenos shoulders down to his arms as he starts placing gentle kiss along his neck. It's not a lot, but it feels like so much, making Jeno feel electric. He turns around to kiss Mark. Right as Haechans lips become free, Jaemin faces his chin towards him and catches his lips in an open-mouthed kiss that makes him feel like he's going insane. Every touch of Haechans tongue, each contact of their lips, everytime Haechan makes the kiss the slightest bit deeper. Jaemin thought he was in control but he feels himself losing it as Haechan becomes more aggressive, pulls for Jaemins tongue into his mouth, lightly sucking his bottom lip in the process.
It's normal for Haechan to randomly touch him but the way his hand brushes against Jaemins nipple is entirely new and entirely too good. He gasps when Haechan's fingers brush against the other one. The feeling lasts for about a minute and then it's gone, which he's about to complain about Haechan lowers his lips to his chest and goes right down to where his hands were.
He looks up at Jaemin and smiles. "I like seeing you like this." Kiss. "I love the way you react to me." Kiss.
Haechan keeps talking, keeps kissing and sucking, sometimes licking. His mouth is all over Jaemin, the words that slip out encapsulating him, sinking into his veins, enticing him even deeper to the male.
"That's fucking hot", Jeno says, looking at Haechan and Jaemin.
The longer Jeno watches, the more and more he wants to be in Jaemins position. He'd love to kiss up Jaemin but he's currently too aroused to not have anything happen to him. He wants to tell Mark but frowns, unsure of how much he'd actually enjoy the attention on his chest. He was okay when Jaemin did it but Jaemin had to be careful or he wouldn't of.
"Hey, what's wrong?" Mark asks, bringing Jenos chin between his thumb and index finger. Jeno avoids his gaze, even when Mark tries to make him look at him, he doesn't. Mark repeats, much softer, "What is it, Puppy?"
"I want to be okay with everything but I'm still not. I don't wanna miss out but I don't know what to do if I won't like you doing it."
"What do you want?"
Jeno points to their boyfriends who are staring at them in concern. "What they were doing but if you do anything the slightest bit too much, I'll hate it."
"Is there anything we can to make you more comfortable?" Mark asks. "Do you even wanna try this?"
Jeno nods.
"There's one place you were okay with", Jaemin says quietly, causing Jeno to blush.
"Yeah b-but I want more than that."
"Do you remember when you let me touch me? I told them what you were okay with and what I think helped. Would you like us to do that or no?"
"You can try."
"We'll stop whenever you want. If you realize something needs to be off-limits, it'll stay that way. Okay, Princess? You're going to be included no matter what and we'll make you feel good with all the ways you're comfortable with."
Jeno nods."Okay."
"You sure?" Mark asks, kind eyes peering into Jenos own.
"Yeah."
"We in agreement to move to the bedroom? I think Haechan's about to explode."
Haechan lightly smacks Jaemin. "Shut up!"
The four move into the bedroom. Haechan and Jeno lay down, Jaemin and Mark over them.
"Are you sure?" Jaemin asks, showing how concerned he actually is for Haechan.
"Yes, I'm sure. I'm very sure."
Jaemin glances down and chuckles. "I know that but is this gonna freak you out? Are you gonna be okay after this? I don't want you to regret not waiting."
"I appreciate that, Baby, but I'm fine. I don't care what I do, I care about other people judging what I do."
"Are you sure you're ready?"
Haechan takes his eyes off of Jaemin, letting out a sigh. There's something he can say to get his point across but he's not sure he's prepared for what'll happen when he admits what he thinks about his boyfriends.
"Baby", Haechan says.
"Hm?"
"I know sex can be scary and I'm not that scared of it, I have an idea of what will happen and I'm actually kind of excited. I've wanted to have sex. But I need someone else for that and I didn't wanna do that. And then I kissed you and started imagining myself with you." Jaemins breathing becomes labored as he realizes what Haechan is telling him. "I imagine...", Haechan pauses, trying to get past his embarrassment. "I imagine myself with each of you. I want you. I want all of you and I'd really to experience this instead of just imagining how it would happen while I'm helping myself."
The words hit Jaemin like a truck, taunting him in his mind. Jaemin had been thinking way too much about Haechan way before he should've but hearing something like this, something he'd thought and wanted is beyond is imagination, unravelling his deepest fantasies.
There's so many things he could say, so many questions, so many things he wants to hear, he almost wants to press pause on the moment.
With every ounce of self-control he has, working overtime to be hyper-aware of the tension, the two males beside them, everything in the moment right now, he leans down, almost kissing Haechan and says, "I want to fuck you so hard."
Haechan lets out a little gasp, all too happy at the thought of getting what he wants. He takes a small breath before responding, "Do it."
"I will. But we should take care of the other two first."
Haechan nods and sits up, looking over at the two, Jeno on top of Mark, kissing along his body and teasing him.
"Oh thank God", Mark says when he sees Haechan and Jaemin. He points at Jeno. "This is asshat is having too much fun and won't let me help myself."
Jaemin smirks. "I'll help you." A spark of excitement runs through Mark at the thought of Jaemin assisting him. Last time, he'd only gotten Jaemins thigh, which was good enough then, but he wants all of him now. Mark pulls Jaemin to him and pushes him down so he can straddle him. Jaemin chuckles as his behavior. "I'm not going anywhere."
"Neither was Jenos mouth and that was my issue." Jeno chokes, not expecting Mark to say something so explicit. Mark chuckles at him. "You okay?"
"Yeah, just realizing what Lele meant."
Mark rolls his eyes.
"Princess, I think Haechan wants your attention."
"Shut up, Jaemin!"
"I'm helping you!"
Haechan sighs and makes eye contact with Jeno who pulls him into a kiss before laying him down.
He grabs the waistband of Haechans underwear. "I might be bad at this."
"I'd be worse."
Jeno shrugs right before finally giving attention to the place Haechan wants him. His moans only arouse his boyfriends further. Then Mark and Jaemin are joining him, Jeno just dealing with the sounds and the sight in front of him, what he's doing. Once Haechan is finished, he moves up to kiss him.
Haechan flips them over and moves down. "I wanna try too."
"If you want." That's all the permission Haechan needs. "Shit!"
Jeno isn't really holding any expectations for his boyfriends, he's sure he's going to enjoy it regardless of what happens and he's really not holding any for Haechan but if he had them, he'd be exceeding him.
Haechan loves that he gets to hear Jenos whiny voice, even more that he's the reason for it. He loves watching his facial expressions as pleasure takes over him.
"Might fuck Jeno if that's what he sounds like", Mark mumbles, feeling way too much from what he's doing and now the sound of Haechan pleasuring Jeno.
As soon as Jaemin and Mark are done, the two go to kiss the other two, all of them grabbing at each other for a minutes before they separate back to how they were before, Jeno and Haechan laying down, waiting for whatever the other two will do.
Jaemin can't believe the sight in front of him. Haechan laying on the bed, every inch of his body within view, everything he'd imagined right there, securing itself in his mind.
"You look so fucking beautiful", he says, crawling up in between Haechans legs.
"You two", Haechan says, struggling to maintain eye contact.
"I'm gonna ask you one last time, you sure you want this?"
"One hundred percent and if you don't do it, I will go touch myself in the bathroom."
Jaemin kisses him harshly. "Absolutely not."
"Good. I'd rather it be you anyway."
Jaemin's not sure he's ever wanted Haechan more than he does right now. Dominated by lust, he smashed their lips together and immediately pushes his tongue past Haechans lips, running his hands down Haechans body until they stop at his nipples. After a moment, his mouth joins his hands and then his mouth is everywhere else. Jeno moans next to them and that's when he looks over, getting even more turned on by the sight. He's not the only one as Haechan tries to deal with his neediness.
But Jaemin is taking way too long and he's way too horny. "P-please", the word barely makes it past his lips.
Haechan guessed at how he'd be when it came to sex, he knew he'd beg and even though he's been told he wouldn't be judged, he still feels embarrass. But not enough to care right now.
"It's going to feel weird, alright?"
"I know!"
"Okay, okay, I'm going."
"F-finally", Haechan stutters out right before he gets too clouded by the sensation of Jaemins fingers to speak. Once Haechan as Jaemin right where he wants him, he gets overwhelmed with pleasure, the view of Mark and Jeno next to them doing their own thing not making it better. Jaemin feels so good but he wants more.
"M-m-mark. Je-jeno", he whimpers. Within ten seconds, the two are on each side of him, taking turns kissing him and touching him. But it's still not enough. "Want more."
"You sure?"
His lips quiver as he says, "Yes."
"If that's what you want, I have an idea", Jaemin says. He tells Mark and Jeno what to do, causing their eyes to widen, partly of shock, mostly of pleasure.
Then there's no part of Haechan left unattended which is exactly what he wants. Every feeling, every sound, the knowledge of what his boyfriends are doing, it all imprints itself in his memory. The four continue their activity until their all fully satisfied and the discuss who's going to shower first.
Once they're all clean and dressed, without their shirts, they cuddle on the newly-made bed.
"I don't think I'm ever going to forget that."
"I don't want to."
"Me either but I'm definitely gonna think about that way too much."
"Same."
"Same."
"Same."
Haechan turns to face Jeno and caresses his cheek. "I love you because you're adorable and beautiful. You're so sweet and caring and deserve to have your love returned and have people who stay. You're absolutely wonderful and I love you so much."
Jeno kisses Haechan and smiles. "Thank you, I love you too."
Jaemin clears his throat, making the two laugh.
"I love you, Jaemin."
"I love you, Princess. I love you, Pumpkin."
"I love you, Mark."
"I love you too, Princess", Jaemin says at the same time Mark says, "I love you too, Puppy."
➳
In the morning, Mark is the first to wake up. Feeling completely dehydrated, he gets up to get a drink and find something to eat, not even wanting to try making breakfast. He could, Chenle had demanded he learned the basics and along with Johnnys patience, he'd learned enough that he wouldn't completely fuck it up if he tried to cook a meal. Mostly.
Sometime after, Haechan gets up to use the bathroom. Missing the warmth, Jeno feels around, hoping at least one of his boyfriends is still there. He opens one eye and finds Jaemin peacefully sleeping in front of him. He moves to Jaemin and buries his face against his chest, revelling the feeling. Especially when Jaemins arms tighten around him, filling all Jenos senses with him.
A little while later, Jaemin wakes up. As soon as he realizes it's Jeno in his arms, pressed right against him, face hidden by his fluffy hair, his heart starts pounding. It only gets worse when Jeno moves up and snuggles his head into the crook of his neck, nose grazing his skin.
In the kitchen, Haechan backhugs Mark standing at the stove, seeking warmth and just wanting to hug him.
"Good morning", Mark says in a gruff voice.
"Your morning voice is so hot", Haechan murmurs, voice just as husky.
Mark turns to look at the male. "You don't know how you sound, do you?"
"I don't normally talk in the mornings. I say good morning to my coworkers and then none of us speak to each other until we've had coffee. Or two."
"That sounds unhealthy."
Haechan chuckles. "That's the beauty of it." Still feeling sleeping, he rests his head on Marks shoulder and watches him tend to the two pans in front of him. And then the toaster. "Please tell me there's bacon."
"Mhm. I know you don't really like sausages. I made some really crispy and some less. I'm not eating burnt food unlike the two monsters sleeping."
"Alyssa and Kade love burnt food. I would cook food for her and she'd ask me to cook it longer like five times until she learned how to cook and made it herself. I would ask for her food but I ate pizza with burnt crust and regretted it ever since."
Mark makes a face, making Haechan laugh. He places an affectionate kiss to Marks shoulder and then kisses his cheek before going back to resting on him.
"How mad do you think they'll get if we wake them up?"
"Jaemin would just go back to sleep if he wanted to. I don't know about Jeno."
"Would they get mad if we ate without them?"
"Jaemin would not care."
"Okay then."
I tried to make this the most detailed non-detailed thing ever...it definitely got worse but there's only so many ways to not say what you're trying to say
I tried editing most of it but I don't really wanna reread the rest to look for mistakes💀
The way I'd die if anyone who knew me irl found out I wrote this. Like at the beginning, I was like "danggg, I'm a pretty good writer" and at the end, I'm like "what the fuck is wrong with you"(to myself)
On a COMPLETELY DIFFERENT note, where are my Countdown (3,2,1) supremacists at? I will NOT take arguments, I don't even wanna know if you don't like it, I was already shot by the fact that my bff doesn't like it
Also, I added more things to the get to know me chapter if you were curious :)
I love you
Halfway attempted editing❤️