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Title: With Lessons Like These...
Fandom: Super Junior/Dong Bang Shin Ki
OT3: Donghae/Hyukjae/Junsu
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1210
Summary: This was most definitely going to hurt... But hurt so good
Disclaimer: Here if it's really needed.
Notes: A continuation of a short series I was graciously allowed to continue. Dedicated to the three previous writers entirely.
oo1: If Walls Could Talk by halcyon_morn
oo2: they'd tell it all by sugarless_666
oo3: Listen close by out_of_words24
Hyukjae's eyes widened a bit as he watched two eerily similar grins turn towards him. He knew all too well the looks in both sets of eyes and it simultaneously terrified him and turned him on more than he thought possible after the day he'd already had. This was most definitely going to hurt... But hurt so good.
He backed up a bit on the bed pressing himself farther into the wooden headboard and licked over his lips slowly as he watched Donghae lean over the edge of the bed, taking in the curve of his back and the way his ass stuck up in the air just so as he reached for something out of his line of vision on the floor.
A shirt was quickly brought up onto the bed with him and before he realized, his wrists were being tied to the posts of the headboard, Donghae knotting the shirt expertly on one side while Junsu snuck up, when he didn't know, to tie his other wrist with a length of sweaty sheet. The moisture on the bedding and the knowledge of where it had come from just served to make him harder as he looked back from one boy to the other.
"You're really going to... I mean this was partly my... Come on," he sputtered, eyes wide as he watched two of his best friends lean over his lap, lips meeting wetly as they kissed. His cock twitched as he glimpsed the hints of tongue and he groaned softly in frustration before the kiss was broken and Donghae shuffled over a few paces, spreading Hyukjae's legs with a horrible, torturous, sexy grin on his face and patting the bedding between them for Junsu to crawl into.
From his position Hyukjae couldn't see the second kiss but witnessed all too well the hands traveling down Junsu's back as Donghae pulled him closer. He watched them as they trailed down over the boy's ass, slapping one cheek firmly to a low moan from Junsu before turning him around, positioning him so that he was on his hands and knees and facing Hyukjae. He might have believed the apologetic look that crossed Junsu's face momentarily had it not been for the slip of tongue that ran over his top lip teasingly as Donghae settled in behind him.
He twisted his hands in frustration testing the knots in his bonds but he already knew that they would hold fast. Neither boy would waste an opportunity like this by letting a knot slip loose. He let out a shaky breath as Donghae looked up at him, eyes darkened and a devious look on his face as he reached a hand forward and ran it down the curve of Hyukjae's jaw lightly.
"Open up, Hyukkie," he murmured letting the fingers move up and over his lips before pressing three into his hot mouth and thrusting them in and out slowly. With a soft chuckle he pulled them away entirely, running them slowly down Junsu's ass before pressing them into him one at a time. He knew by the look on his face that it was more a show for his benefit than the other boy's necessity.
His eyes closed somewhere in between the third finger and the unmistakable sound of spit hitting a palm feeling this punishment was entirely unwarranted. The fingers on his nipples, tugging one and then the other slowly, forced his eyes open, though, and he caught the look in Junsu's eyes just as Donghae pushed into him, the hot breath of the boy's pant ghosting over his straining member as he watched the firm rhythm start up immediately. He seriously contemplated crying at that moment as thehand left his chest, but he wasn't sure if it was in agony or arousal watching the two boys and their lustful gazes both trained on him.
His gasps fell into synch with the noises of the other two, every thrust pushing Junsu's face close to his cock, now throbbing painfully against his stomach, the hot breaths moving over even hotter flesh and driving him crazy. He was practically trembling by the time the boys climaxed in front of him, looks that he knew all too well flashing up at him as they cried out. A pitiful whimper fell from his lips moments later as Junsu's forehead fell against a still denim covered thigh and his head fell back with a thud on the headboard behind him.
"Aw," Donghae tutted softly as he looked up at Hyukjae when he'd managed to somewhat regain his breath, one hand rubbing softly over the small of Junsu's back as the other reached up to run through Hyukjae's hair. "I think someone's learned a valuable lesson today." He spoke softly as he moved, patting Junsu's hip as if to rouse him before moving over to untie the shirt that bound him and motioning for the other to do the same. "I think you deserve a reward now for being such a good student," he winked at him before looking over at Junsu.
Hyukjae gasped loudly as the jeans were unceremoniously ripped from his legs and tossed down to the floor. He didn't have much time to do much more than that, though, as two heads ducked down at the same time, both flicking their tongues out to run up over his aching shaft and causing an involuntary spasm to ripple through his body. He growled loudly as he watched the two heads bobbing around his lap, tongues meeting sloppily and rubbing together briefly every now and then before moving back to work against him again.
After the, what he felt was, torture he'd been put through before, he couldn't help the noises that were falling from his lips as he tangled a hand in Junsu's hair tightly. He was almost disappointed as he felt Donghae move away from him. That was, until he felt a warm, wet mouth wrap tightly around him and take him in as far as it could, bobbing quickly against him and causing his hips to raise in time a hiss coming from his lips and his eyes squeezing shut tightly.
When he felt the two fingers press into him, immediately seeking out and pressing into his prostate he couldn't hold out any longer and screamed out incoherently. His eyes glanced up just long enough to catch the triumphant look on Donghae's face as he held his hands still pressing against him, and Junsu swallowing him down expertly before pulling back with a wipe of his mouth and a flushed look on his face.
Still panting, he let himself fall over ungracefully onto the bed, clutching at the sheets and groaning out softly. He felt a warm body press against his back after a few moments, arm winding around his waist, and one at his front, lifting his head gently to lay on his chest and calming fingers running through his hair again. "Slut," Donghae murmured into his ear, grin evident in his voice. As he drifted off into sleep he noted briefly, not sure if it was aloud or not, that hell yes he was and with these kinds of lessons, no, he couldn't be bothered to care, before everything went black.