▷ Summary: Things are starting to escalate. As your relationship grows, so does the challenge that comes along with it.
▷ Warning: involving explicit smut scenes, intense foreplay, fingering, usage of sex toy (anal)
Two weeks.
Has it really been two weeks?
Time sure has passed so quickly after the day Yoongi and Jungkook had caused quite a scene at the office, arguing to no end about their project. Which was also the day when you came home with soiled panties and wobbly knees thanks to Jungkook's ambush at the copy room right before getting off work. While the plan you had made of making dinner and have the serious talk had miserably failed that night, Jungkook's plan of riling Yoongi up certainly did not.
He had made good of his promise of bragging to Yoongi, announcing smugly how he had fucked you senseless when numerous staffs were still lingering at work. He even taunted the older man on how he had far more bravado in whipping out his cock to please you in a public place—although in a slightly more secluded space—when all Yoongi could give you was a quick service with his fingers.
To be precise, his exact words were—
"At least it's more than obvious now who among us is more capable of fulfilling _____'s needs when in time of need."
Needless to say, the intervention you were planning to have that night only failed due to Yoongi's desire of having a redemption. And the talk had gone into a heated argument, before it was then escalated into hot lovemaking between the three of you which lasted all night long to make it up. Even if it felt more like a match between them in bed rather than an actual makeup sex. With you at the center of it, as always.
After that night ended, you had pushed aside all of the intentions you have had of recovering peace within the triad and thus, the household. You were ready to accept the fact that perhaps instead of talking, the only way for you to solve all tension happening in the relationship and to reconcile was to take things to bed, where you have been most in tune to one another.
But while you keep trying to convince yourself that the healthy sex life is an ample proof that shows nothing wrong is happening between you and your two lovers, your subconscious could still sense the trouble that is secretly brewing as time continues on moving forward.
There is no denying that there is something that needs to be fixed if you want this relationship to continue without any bumps further down the road. A few things, as a matter of fact.
The lingering competition between the two boys would be the first.
Despite the agreement that was made at the start of your arrangements, you can still feel it lurking and growing, subtle at first before turning more intense the more you let it slide. It has always been present whenever you are in the middle of your triad. It is there when you see them at work, or together at home, and when they boast on things they are perfectly capable of doing.
You can even feel it now, at the dining table, when each of your lovers take turns in stealing your attention away from the meal and pleasing you; from fingers trailing down the length of your arms and teasing your thighs under the table, to them complimenting the meal while brushing your lips with their fingers, and doing other fairly sinful things to make you flush under their care.
But the one thing that makes it unable for you to let things slide is when you start noticing its presence when you are in bed with them, and many times, while in the middle of making love to them.
You felt it first from Jungkook in the copy room and later in bed from Yoongi when he fucked you roughly while purposely playing with your body, teasing you and making you yearn for his touches even more. As if he wanted to erase the remnants of Jungkook's touches and replace everything with his. Then you still feel it continuously every night after when they keep trying to one-up the other in bed, to pleasure you while doing their dearly best to proof who between them could leave you breathless and screaming in bliss.
Dear Lord, just the thought of those moments with them have you squirming in your seat, pressing your thighs together when your arousal leaks once again to wet your thin lace panties.
"What's wrong, baby girl?" Yoongi suddenly asks you, clearly catching on to your discomfort and the way your skin is suddenly flushed. Lifting your face from looking down on your plate while being so lost in thoughts, you are met with Yoongi's knowing eyes and the subtle grin he is trying to suppress. Give it to Yoongi to always be in tune with your mood.
"N-nothing," you answer him with a nervous chuckle. "I'm okay, I just—feel a little hot all of a sudden."
"Is that so?" Yoongi muses, not bothering to hide his grin this time. Even if it appears only for a brief second before he hides it away from your gaze.
You are rendered speechless. Your mind is still fuzzed with the images of your wild lovemaking with your lovers from the other night that you cannot find any word of reason to give him. You are even more distracted the moment you feel Jungkook's hand reaching out to you, brushing your hair away from your face so he can graze his fingers against the soft spot on the side of your neck.
"You sure you're okay, baby? You do look a bit flushed," he says in wonder, making your cheeks even more hot to the touch.
"Really, I'm fine," you quickly say to him, trying your best to get his attention away from your face and pray that he would not be able to hear your increasing heartbeat or sense the heat between your legs. "Nothing's wrong, babe. I promise."
"If you say so," he answers then, narrowing his eyes and giving you an indescribable look before looking back to his meal. And though it is only brief, you can still manage to catch the way his eyes flicker to Yoongi, their gazes turning cold as they lock in on one another before turning away.
Their reactions have done nothing more but to remind you about the only other thing that is more often than not have been keeping everyone on the edge. The tension that comes in the form of jealousy. It has always been there since the start, rising and brewing alongside with the competitive side your lovers have. But you have been brushing it off, letting things slide when they seem to cease to exist at the end of the day. Until you feel it getting worse when Yoongi managed to secure the promotion, the one which he was competing for with Jungkook, just when all of this tension was starting to rise.
And now it is up to you to figure out what or who this jealousy is mostly directed to.
Thus the reason why you had made plans of having tonight's date. To finally have the talk, the impending intervention that needs to happen in order to salvage the triad and to strengthen the bond that has been threatening to crumble.
You can already feel that it would be a hard task to do. To be able to keep them sit together and just talk. Especially once the light atmosphere that was there after Jungkook had walked in on you and Yoongi making out suddenly dissipated through dinner. You have been trying to build up a light conversation through the meal, yet the tension between both your lovers is still palpable.
By the time you plate out the apple strudel for dessert, you have grown exhausted and drained for the battle of dominance filling the air. Even the fact that both men still have their focus on you and on pleasing you, gesturing that at least they still have the same goal for how this night is supposed to end, it still does nothing in settling the storm happening inside your head.
The air finally returns to your lungs when the three of you had moved to the couch right after dinner, ready to cuddle and mingle with a movie to watch.
"Can we watch something light?" you ask them as they settle down on the loveseat, the small three seater couch that takes over the space in front of the TV.
"Sure," Jungkook answers for you. "What do you have in mind?"
Shrugging at him, you keep your eyes on the DVD collection in front of you. "Something romantic? Like Love Actually? We watched that before but I can't remember a few parts of it for some reason."
"Maybe because we had you distracted during the movie?" Yoongi's teasingly says, a subtle chuckle follows along.
You roll your eyes at him and quickly look away, hoping that whatever expression your face is exposing would be hidden from his attentive gaze. You move away from the couch, leaving both men behind to pick on a movie. Swaying your ass slightly as you move away to set up the DVD, you can feel their eyes following every single movement you make and piercing at you when you bend down in front of them to turn on the device.
Turning to head back to your seat, you find them sitting on each edge of the small couch, leaving the middle spot empty for you to take. Even without any word being said, you can even sense something sinister brewing inside their heads. You can see it there in their eyes as they roam your body and the small grins they are showing as you come to sit right in the middle. But you say nothing to them, nor react to their looks and their silence, feigning innocence as you settle down in your seat, leaning back in the couch to get comfortable.
Jungkook curls an arm around your shoulder as the movie starts, while Yoongi places his hand on your thigh. Sandwiched between them, you find your legs being pressed against their strong thighs on each side, as if they are deliberately locking you in place.
Only a few minutes have passed and the movie is yet to reach its third scene when once again, you are quick to get distracted. Even with your eyes on the TV, you still find it hard to pay attention to the movie. The hands on your body are distracting you as they start moving in tune, fingers circling and warm palms pressing through your thin dress.
As if noticing that you no longer have your focus on the movie playing before you, Yoongi slowly descends, his lips suddenly pressing right at the nook of your neck. Your breath hitches in your chest, surprised to feel him kissing you with no warning.
"Yoongi—"
"Keep your eyes on the movie, sweetheart," he whispers, his lips keep trailing up and down your neck while his hand moves ever so gently, brushing up your thighs. "I thought you said you wanted to watch this and remember what you missed?"
Words fail you the minute you open your mouth to speak. His lips and his palm feel hot on your skin, rendering your body frozen in place while your heartbeat starts rising. Alas, so does your breathing.
"Relax, baby," Jungkook says from the other side, pulling you close to him by your shoulder. "Why are you so tense?"
Without waiting for an answer, he simply takes your lips in his, sucking on your bottom lip until you can feel it swelling. He nips at it gently for you to open your mouth to him, to which you oblige wilfully under muddled brain. His hand slides through your hair just as his tongue slips through your parted lips and starts pressing down against yours, deepening the kiss until a moan is forced to come out from the depth of your throat.
While Yoongi's kisses are usually dominating, taking over the cavern of your mouth like his tongue and his lips own you, Jungkook's kisses are sweet, hesitant at times when he explores your mouth. But his kisses are still enough to render you pliant in his arms. You have always been weak to their touches, to both their kisses, that your body is quick to give in as if you have been compelled to their spell.
A soft whimper comes barrelling out of your mouth when Jungkook's kisses grow rough and filled with needs, as if he is trying to be just as dominating as Yoongi to be able to keep your attention on him when he hears your soft yelp at Yoongi's soft bite on your neck. His hand takes a firm grip on your head, with his fingers threading through your hair, possessively claiming you in his hold.
You can hear Yoongi's voice muttering something from behind you, but your mind is too hazy and too preoccupied with what Jungkook is doing to notice, that the words sound unclear and he feels distant.
Surely he notices, because he suddenly winds his arm around your waist and pulls you toward him with a tug that is far from gentle, making you gasp in surprise when you are abruptly pulled away from Jungkook's lips. Before you even manage to take a breath, Yoongi's lips soon take over, nibbling and sucking on your swollen lips before his tongue parts them apart and slides in.
Being parted from you does not stem Jungkook's need of touching you, even if he has to settle for the skin on your neck and shoulders that are now exposed to him. You can feel him scooting closer on the couch, his hips pressing on your rear before you feel the presence of his lips.
Hot lips are now all over you. One pair devouring your lips, drowning your soft moans and gasps. While the other is nibbling on your sensitive skin, sending shuddering bliss through your body that has you clutching your hands and curling your toes. You are lost to decide where you are supposed to place your hands, until you let them slide over Yoongi's shoulders in the midst of returning his kisses, interlocking both hands behind his neck.
As Yoongi's hands cup and caress your face and neck, Jungkook slides one hand to your tummy, massaging it and feeling your hips gently swivel, then slides the other hand down to your rear. Jungkook smiles against your skin, watching the way your body is reacting. His smile grows wide when his fingers trace down the slit of your rear cheeks through your dress, finding the tail of your anal plug poking against his fingers.
"There it is," he says, groaning as your hips move at the sound of his voice and the soft nudge he gives on the toy, triggering it to poke against your g-spot from your rear. At this point, your dress has been hiked and pulled up to your hips from the constant swivelling and moving your hips against the couch. With your lower part finally exposed to him, it allows Jungkook to easily pull the hem of your dress upward, soon cursing under his breath when he finds your lace panties beneath.
Yoongi has pulled back from the kiss to allow you to take a deep breath, not wasting time to claim your neck right after, sucking the skin there until you can feel the mark he is leaving behind. While you are trying to control your short breaths, Jungkook dips a light hand down to your pubic mound and presses down softly at your covered clit, while using his other hand to tug gently and slowly move the anal plug at the same time.
Your head falls back and Yoongi's mouth wanders lower down the column of your throat, sucking the skin with his warm lips and licking a path down with a groan. You let out a soft mewl and thrust your hips gently forward into Jungkook's hand when another bite is given to your skin.
Jungkook grunts deeply as your hips move in a small circle and then his hand dips lower, sliding down and deeper through your thin panties, until he finally hits the jackpot. His middle finger finds the top of your folds, sliding over them easily as your arousal makes the journey all too easy.
"Fuck," he grunts out, his voice deep with hunger as he speaks. "So wet, baby."
He traces a slow line down your slit, relishing the hisses you are giving as his fingers touch you intimately there. His fingers move back to find your clit, giving it a soft flick and starts circling it gently, then spreads the moisture that your body exceeds to his touch to move fluidly. You can faintly hear him whispering to your ear how the feeling of your arousal coating his fingers is making him wish he could have a taste of you in his tongue, to drink your sweet release to feed his hunger until you are drained and pliant in his arms. It takes a moment before his words sink in, and when it does, you let out a whimper of curses as you imagine his tongue slipping through your folds.
Even in the heap of the moment, Yoongi notices how Jungkook had won your attention yet again. How your body is reacting more to the way Jungkook is playing with your body and strumming your pleasure to slowly send you to bliss. Yoongi lets go of your face and cups the side of your left breast, feeling it move with your short, gasping breaths, before trailing his thumb down the front of your dress to find your hard nipple. He releases a deep, needy groan as he finds it, feeling the peak of your nub already hard as stone and poking through your thin clothes.
Your own hand comes up to caress his, forcing him to clutch your heaving mound more firmly. Suddenly, his touch is no longer enough. Even with the fingers playing with your clit down there, you want Yoongi to be touching your skin, and crave to have his lips biting your nubs as he does when he makes sweet love to you at night. You are close to screaming in joy when Yoongi grunts out the mutual need he has of touching you bare.
"This darn thing is on the way," you hear Yoongi curses between the hot kisses he is tracing up and down your neck. His palm pressing harder on your breast that you wish you could burn the dress away.
"Take it off," you whimper out between gasping breaths. "Wanna feel you—more!"
Your words serve like a spell for your lovers, to which they instantly comply. You feel them pull back a bit before you feel two strong hands clutching firmly on the hem of your dress and pull up, sliding it off of your head.
Yoongi wastes no time to swipe down the lacy front of your bra, before latching his lips hungrily onto each hard nipple, one protruded nub at a time.
"Fuck," you cry out at how his lips are wrapped tightly around your tight buds, sucking and pulling them until you feel it hardening even further against his tongue. His hands caressing and kneading on your soft mounds while he is at it.
Everything suddenly feels too much, while at the same time, you also need them to keep on going. Yoongi's sinful mouth and tongue against your hard nubs, his hot palms kneading on your skin, Jungkook's fingers that have expertly slid through your wet folds, filling your tight walls with his thumb pressing down your swelling clit, the plug at your rear moving and sliding even under the restraint of your panties that is now barely covering you underneath. The pleasure keeps rising and overwhelming that you are losing control. Your head falls back onto Jungkook's shoulder as you cry out, all while wantonly moving your hips to chase for your impending release.
"Fuck, baby. You are amazingly hot," Jungkook murmurs against your neck, his warm breath feels cold as it falls against your skin that is now covered in sweat. "Let go, baby. Drench my fingers with your cum so I can taste you."
"Oh my—" the words get caught in your throat when you finally give in to the building pleasure.
The rushing climax keeps rising and growing as Jungkook keeps on moving his fingers rhythmically in and out of your pulsating walls, while Yoongi continues to torment your nipples, lips and fingers working together that everything blends into one. And neither of them are willing to stop what they are doing, until you cry out their names when your climax comes through you, starting deep in the middle of your belly and it detonates outward, moving up from within your core and travels through your body in massive waves.
With your hands still clinging onto Yoongi's shoulders, nails buried in his skin that had somehow lost its covering shirt somewhere in the middle of the intense moment, you let your body fall back onto Jungkook's chest. Still breathing hard, your body shivers under the small spasms of your orgasm as they bring you down from it with gentle strokes of their fingers, until the waves of pleasure start toning down into small ripples to the moment everything comes to halt.
Fog still muddles your brain when Yoongi slowly moves, tracing his lips from the valley of your breasts, up towards your neck and along your jawline until his lips find yours. The whimpers that are coming out of you is muffled into Yoongi's kisses as Jungkook slowly, carefully, pulls his fingers out of your depth.
Hot breaths mixed together as your tongues dance in slow rhythm within your mouth. Yoongi's hands move gently along the side of your body, and you can feel him tugging gently on your undergarments and tidy them back in place. You are just about to push forward and press your lips harder for more when you are once again pulled away so abruptly onto the other side. Barely registering the loss of touch, you feel Jungkook gripping your chin, turning your face to him before he presses his slick fingers in, letting you taste your own sweet nectar as your tongue glides down the length of his digits. His eyes visibly darken as you push in forward, letting his fingers move deeper into your mouth while you hollow your cheeks around it, all while looking straight into those beautiful doe eyes of his as you suck his fingers clean.
Grumbling incoherent curses, he pulls his fingers out and replaces them with his lips and tongue, hungrily taking your lips into a deep, fervour kiss. He can still taste your release from your tongue, and he lets out a deep groan you suck his bottom lip in return.
He becomes incredibly breathless as he reluctantly pulls away. Eyes still hooded as he looks at you, he brushes your cheeks gently as he whispers against your lips, "How are you feeling?"
"Good," you answer him with a sigh, smiling sheepishly when you realise how wantonly you have been reacting merely seconds ago. "I feel so good."
You watch closely as Jungkook's soft smile turns smug. "Excellent."
Opening your eyes wider, you find your hand tracing down his bare chest. Somehow, his shirt had gone off some time during the heated moment. Turning to Yoongi, with the memory of burying your nails on his skin, you find that he had indeed lost his own shirt as he leans back on the couch. Shirtless, with a sheen of sweat on his bare chest, his eyes are filled with hunger and perhaps something else the is even darker than lust. There is no need for you to look down towards their still covered lower region to find the evidence of their desire visible there, poking hard from under their trousers.
"I'm sorry that we made you miss out on the movie again, beautiful," Yoongi says to you, while having the audacity to give you a smug smile. His eyes trail down at your body, his fingers trailing up and down your thighs as he speaks, "But I'm glad that we could at least make you feel good."
Jungkook snickers from behind you, and he rests his chin on your shoulder as he adds, "yeah, me too. Especially after Yoongi have failed to bring you to climax on his own earlier. Didn't think the old man would need any of my help in getting a job done."
Even if you can tell that Jungkook is only slightly joking as he taunts at your other lover, you can still feel the jab in his words. Before you can say anything, Yoongi reacts first. His brows are furrowed when his gaze snaps at the other.
"Shut up you brat. I would have given her more and got her screaming my name already if it wasn't for you barging in on us."
Jungkook scoffs. "Yeah, right. Keep telling yourself that. Just admit it, you're losing your touch."
"Oh, please. You're just pissed that I get to be with her first," Yoongi suddenly says, looking smug as ever yet sounding a bit malice in his taunts. "Oh wait a minute, I always have been first, haven't I? No matter what you do you're always going to be a step behind, aren't you, little brat?"
You can feel Jungkook's jaw twitching against your shoulder and dread comes flooding through you as he pulls back. You turn around to look over your shoulders just as he clenches his fists on his sides.
"Jungkook—"
"What the fuck are you trying to say, huh?"
Oh no, here we go again.
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