....uh...smut....updated
Pairing: Rain/Yunho/Joon
Genre: Smut
Rating: NC-17
A/N: Sorry it took me so long to add the missing parts of this fic. Hope y'all enjoy it even more now.
Feet planted hid-width apart, arms akimbo over bare chest, Rain watched Joon crawl across the floor. Sleek muscles in his back flexed with each move, and his cock, already hard, brushed against soft pile of carpet. Each brush against the head of Joon's cock had him slinking closer and closer to the floor, seeking the momentary friction against his tight skin. He shivered at each spark it sent through his body.
Close enough, Joon traced the arch of Rain's bare foot with his tongue, swirled it around the knob of his ankle bone. A sound, barely more than a whisper of fabric against fabric caught both men's attention. Joon glanced up at Rain, noted the soft smile, and looked towards the sound. The low lights in the spacious bedroom glinted off mahogany hair and freshly washed skin. Joon paused in his exploration of Rain's calf muscles to gap at the tall man standing on the edge of shadows.
“You came.” Rain's voice was as tender as Joon had ever heard it.
The dark head dipped in acknowlegement while slanted dark eyes took in Joon's position at Rain's feet, swept over the naked muscled and skin on display. His face remained expressionless.
“I'm glad.” Holding out one hand, Rain stroked gentle fingers through Joon's hair. He purred a little and smiled at the hesitating man.
Almost as if Joon's smile tipped the scales, Yunho padded across the room, took Rain's hand. Despite being fully dressed in jeans and a button-down shirt, he seemed insecure, shifting from one foot to the other. Joon patted his leg.
“We only bite sometimes.”
Yunho smiled nervously. Rain puffed out a laugh. “If we bite, you'll enjoy it.” He tugged Yunho closer. “You sure?”
Swallowing with some difficulity, Yunho said, “Yea. I'm sure. Just nervous.”
“We'll be gentle. Mostly.” Joon slid his hand up and squeezed Yunho's ass.
Yunho gasped and Rain slid his hand from Yunho's to the back of his neck. Pulling him forward, Rain slid the tip of his tongue over those bow-shaped lips, nipped at the full lower one and swallowed the groan it drew from the younger man. Slipping his tongue inside Yunho's mouth, he teased the other's tongue into a dual, a dance. Joon sucked harder on Rain's cock as Yunho sank into the kiss, all fluid muscles and warm skin.
Kissing somebody my height is different and amazing, Rain thought. I wonder if we can keep him.
Hands skimmed over Yunho, deftly stripping him until the other two men pressed against him, all bare skin and hungry hands. Pants of pleasure teased across Rain's skin. Eager to touch the man of so many fantasies, Joon ran fingers up and down Yunho's ribs, circled the tips across his abdomen before sliding up to pinch and pull as his nipples. Yunho moaned and leaned back into Joon's embrace. Rain trailed kisses down the long exposed throat. His hands slid downward, bypassed Yunho's erection, and cupped his balls. Gasping and bucking forward, Yunho nudged his erection against Rain's and had them both half-sighing, half-moaning.
Joon licked down Yunho's spine and over the curve of his ass. When Joon licked between the globes spread by Joon's hands, touched against Yunho's entrance, and began to tease the pucker with heat and wetness, convulsive shivers racked Yunho's body. A finger pushed passed the ring of muscle and Yunho yelped, clenched.
"Relax, baby." Rain used his free hand to pet Yunho's hair, continued to fondle his balls. "It's better all around if you relax," he murmured before pulling Yunho into another kiss.
Caught in the twining, sensuousness of Rain's kiss, Yunho relaxed slowly and began to enjoy the hands on his body, the finger in his body. Caught in the mind-melting sensations, he only moaned deeply when a second finger joined the first. He felt his body stretched, found the vague pull and burn of it delicious. The burn increased when a third finger pressed inside, when all three fingers pushed and rotated, making him feel filled. Yet, a hot, empty feeling coiled in the pit of his abdomen.
When the fingers and tongue vanished, Yunho whimpered his complaint into Rain's greedy mouth.
Joon's voice, no longer directly behind Yunho, said, "We're ready."
The words, plus Rain's hands turning and guiding him, had Yunho opening his eyes. The sight of Joon on his back on the oversized bed, his knees drawn to his chest to reveal three fingers moving in and out of his ass, had Yunho's knees turning to jelly and the hot, empty feeling inside resolved itself into a hard, hungry ball of lust. He wanted to devour all the passion he saw in that sharp-boned, elfin face. He wanted those lust-filled eyes dazed and blank.
Rain's hand on the small of his back propelled him towards the bed and Joon. “He's been fantasizing about this moment since the “Wrong Number” video came out.”
“R-really?” Yunho's voice caught in his throat. He'd had plenty of his own fantasies but never this one.
Crawling between Joon's legs, he pressed the length of his cock along Joon's ass, pushing those busy fingers a little deeper inside. Joon moaned and twitched. Yunho swallowed hard, grabbed Joon's wrist, and pulled those busy fingers out of his ass. Using his newly freed hand, Joon guided Yunho's cock to his entrance.
“Fuck me, Yunho-ah.” He pressed the head against his loosened hole and moaned. “Fuck me hard.”
Strong hands spread Yunho's ass so Rain could tease the tight pucker with the head of his cock. Torn between sensations and nervousness at being topped for the first time, Yunho pushed forward into Joon's hot, clutching body. Startled by so much heat clenching around his cock, he pulled back and impaled himself on Rain. He screeched at the sudden and self-inflicted violation of his ass. Rain grabbed his hips, stilling him and murmuring soothing words.
Joon rain his hands through Yunho's hair, pulled him into a kiss, which slid from reassuring to ravaging. Relaxing, enjoying the kiss and the feel of Joon's body around him and under him, Yunho moaned as Rain slid out and then back in, just a little further. He felt filled, stretched, and burned but aching for more....more something. With a deeper thrust into Yunho, causing him to slid further into Joon, Rain joined the chorus of ragged moans.
Stretching, he joined the kiss, tangling his tongue with the other two. Setting a slow, steady rhythm, Rain controlled the pace and depth of Yunho's cock inside Joon. Lust built, hot and heavy, in the air, in their bodies. Soon the thrusts were fast and deep, Rain driving himself and the two younger men to higher peaks of pleasure. Joon, panting and begging, worked a frantic hand over his cock until he came, cum shooting over his abs and Yunho's, ass squeezing Yunho's cock, wringing an orgasm out of him.
As Yunho bucked and shuddered, ass milking Rain's cock, Rain gritted his teeth and rode out the younger man's orgasm. When the clenching around him eased, he thrust in as deep as he could, held, coming deep inside Yunho, making him whimper.
Rolling, staying buried in Yunho's willing body, Rain cuddled him close while stroking a hand over Joon's sweaty and heaving chest. All three men sighed. Joon rolled and cuddled against Yunho's chest.
“This was an excellent idea, Joon.”
As Yunho drifted into sleep, he thought he heard Joon respond, “We should keep him, Rain.”
“Another excellent idea.”
Genre: Smut
Rating: NC-17
A/N: Sorry it took me so long to add the missing parts of this fic. Hope y'all enjoy it even more now.
Feet planted hid-width apart, arms akimbo over bare chest, Rain watched Joon crawl across the floor. Sleek muscles in his back flexed with each move, and his cock, already hard, brushed against soft pile of carpet. Each brush against the head of Joon's cock had him slinking closer and closer to the floor, seeking the momentary friction against his tight skin. He shivered at each spark it sent through his body.
Close enough, Joon traced the arch of Rain's bare foot with his tongue, swirled it around the knob of his ankle bone. A sound, barely more than a whisper of fabric against fabric caught both men's attention. Joon glanced up at Rain, noted the soft smile, and looked towards the sound. The low lights in the spacious bedroom glinted off mahogany hair and freshly washed skin. Joon paused in his exploration of Rain's calf muscles to gap at the tall man standing on the edge of shadows.
“You came.” Rain's voice was as tender as Joon had ever heard it.
The dark head dipped in acknowlegement while slanted dark eyes took in Joon's position at Rain's feet, swept over the naked muscled and skin on display. His face remained expressionless.
“I'm glad.” Holding out one hand, Rain stroked gentle fingers through Joon's hair. He purred a little and smiled at the hesitating man.
Almost as if Joon's smile tipped the scales, Yunho padded across the room, took Rain's hand. Despite being fully dressed in jeans and a button-down shirt, he seemed insecure, shifting from one foot to the other. Joon patted his leg.
“We only bite sometimes.”
Yunho smiled nervously. Rain puffed out a laugh. “If we bite, you'll enjoy it.” He tugged Yunho closer. “You sure?”
Swallowing with some difficulity, Yunho said, “Yea. I'm sure. Just nervous.”
“We'll be gentle. Mostly.” Joon slid his hand up and squeezed Yunho's ass.
Yunho gasped and Rain slid his hand from Yunho's to the back of his neck. Pulling him forward, Rain slid the tip of his tongue over those bow-shaped lips, nipped at the full lower one and swallowed the groan it drew from the younger man. Slipping his tongue inside Yunho's mouth, he teased the other's tongue into a dual, a dance. Joon sucked harder on Rain's cock as Yunho sank into the kiss, all fluid muscles and warm skin.
Kissing somebody my height is different and amazing, Rain thought. I wonder if we can keep him.
Hands skimmed over Yunho, deftly stripping him until the other two men pressed against him, all bare skin and hungry hands. Pants of pleasure teased across Rain's skin. Eager to touch the man of so many fantasies, Joon ran fingers up and down Yunho's ribs, circled the tips across his abdomen before sliding up to pinch and pull as his nipples. Yunho moaned and leaned back into Joon's embrace. Rain trailed kisses down the long exposed throat. His hands slid downward, bypassed Yunho's erection, and cupped his balls. Gasping and bucking forward, Yunho nudged his erection against Rain's and had them both half-sighing, half-moaning.
Joon licked down Yunho's spine and over the curve of his ass. When Joon licked between the globes spread by Joon's hands, touched against Yunho's entrance, and began to tease the pucker with heat and wetness, convulsive shivers racked Yunho's body. A finger pushed passed the ring of muscle and Yunho yelped, clenched.
"Relax, baby." Rain used his free hand to pet Yunho's hair, continued to fondle his balls. "It's better all around if you relax," he murmured before pulling Yunho into another kiss.
Caught in the twining, sensuousness of Rain's kiss, Yunho relaxed slowly and began to enjoy the hands on his body, the finger in his body. Caught in the mind-melting sensations, he only moaned deeply when a second finger joined the first. He felt his body stretched, found the vague pull and burn of it delicious. The burn increased when a third finger pressed inside, when all three fingers pushed and rotated, making him feel filled. Yet, a hot, empty feeling coiled in the pit of his abdomen.
When the fingers and tongue vanished, Yunho whimpered his complaint into Rain's greedy mouth.
Joon's voice, no longer directly behind Yunho, said, "We're ready."
The words, plus Rain's hands turning and guiding him, had Yunho opening his eyes. The sight of Joon on his back on the oversized bed, his knees drawn to his chest to reveal three fingers moving in and out of his ass, had Yunho's knees turning to jelly and the hot, empty feeling inside resolved itself into a hard, hungry ball of lust. He wanted to devour all the passion he saw in that sharp-boned, elfin face. He wanted those lust-filled eyes dazed and blank.
Rain's hand on the small of his back propelled him towards the bed and Joon. “He's been fantasizing about this moment since the “Wrong Number” video came out.”
“R-really?” Yunho's voice caught in his throat. He'd had plenty of his own fantasies but never this one.
Crawling between Joon's legs, he pressed the length of his cock along Joon's ass, pushing those busy fingers a little deeper inside. Joon moaned and twitched. Yunho swallowed hard, grabbed Joon's wrist, and pulled those busy fingers out of his ass. Using his newly freed hand, Joon guided Yunho's cock to his entrance.
“Fuck me, Yunho-ah.” He pressed the head against his loosened hole and moaned. “Fuck me hard.”
Strong hands spread Yunho's ass so Rain could tease the tight pucker with the head of his cock. Torn between sensations and nervousness at being topped for the first time, Yunho pushed forward into Joon's hot, clutching body. Startled by so much heat clenching around his cock, he pulled back and impaled himself on Rain. He screeched at the sudden and self-inflicted violation of his ass. Rain grabbed his hips, stilling him and murmuring soothing words.
Joon rain his hands through Yunho's hair, pulled him into a kiss, which slid from reassuring to ravaging. Relaxing, enjoying the kiss and the feel of Joon's body around him and under him, Yunho moaned as Rain slid out and then back in, just a little further. He felt filled, stretched, and burned but aching for more....more something. With a deeper thrust into Yunho, causing him to slid further into Joon, Rain joined the chorus of ragged moans.
Stretching, he joined the kiss, tangling his tongue with the other two. Setting a slow, steady rhythm, Rain controlled the pace and depth of Yunho's cock inside Joon. Lust built, hot and heavy, in the air, in their bodies. Soon the thrusts were fast and deep, Rain driving himself and the two younger men to higher peaks of pleasure. Joon, panting and begging, worked a frantic hand over his cock until he came, cum shooting over his abs and Yunho's, ass squeezing Yunho's cock, wringing an orgasm out of him.
As Yunho bucked and shuddered, ass milking Rain's cock, Rain gritted his teeth and rode out the younger man's orgasm. When the clenching around him eased, he thrust in as deep as he could, held, coming deep inside Yunho, making him whimper.
Rolling, staying buried in Yunho's willing body, Rain cuddled him close while stroking a hand over Joon's sweaty and heaving chest. All three men sighed. Joon rolled and cuddled against Yunho's chest.
“This was an excellent idea, Joon.”
As Yunho drifted into sleep, he thought he heard Joon respond, “We should keep him, Rain.”
“Another excellent idea.”