Gag Order [Oneshot]
Title: Gag Order [Oneshot]
Pairing: Baekhyun/Chen/D.O, Chen/D.O
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Threesome, oral sex, dirty talk
Summary: Baekhyun never seems to shut up and when he upsets Jongdae, Kyungsoo finds a way to both shut him up and make Jongdae feel better all at once.
A/N: 3.5K PWP. Fill for this prompt on exopromptmeme. Late is better than never, right? I do think Baekhyun talks too much, but I cannot resist Chenbaeksoo. They just torture each other and it’s adorable and Kyungsoo is definitively in control. This is in the same chensoo!au as this, but the stories stand alone.
“Shut up, won’t you? We’re trying to watch a movie.” Jongdae pokes at Baekhyun, moving away from him and towards Kyungsoo on his other side on the couch. Baekhyun had been “whispering” to Chanyeol on the floor for almost the first whole hour of the movie about his latest waterproof eyeliner and then about beanies. Jongdae was fed up. Baekhyun always did this whenever any of them were trying to catch a quiet moment.
“Whatever Jongdae. It’s not like you’ve been silent either.” Baekhyun rolls his eyes, not looking at the younger singer next to him. Jongdae had to make snarky comments during movies, he couldn’t really help himself. Baekhyun did not mind, laughing along or agreeing with him, and that was one of the reasons they always sat together for movie nights. Tonight though, Jongdae had been uncharacteristically quiet.
“At least when I talk it’s about the movie and not girls’ fucking make up.” Crossing his arms, Jongdae presses harder back into the couch.
“Fuck you. You wear makeup too.”
“Not when I don’t have to.”
“What do you call your tinted moisturizer then?”
“But I don’t want to be a g-“
“Jongdae, Baekhyun, stop.” Kris’ voice is low and stern and both Jongdae and Baekhyun shut their mouths tightly. “No more bickering. You two sound like children.”
“Fine. This movie is stupid anyways.” Jongdae stands up, grabbing his sweater from the back of the couch as he storms out of the room. Kyungsoo stands up as well, throwing a dark look in Baekhyun’s direction. Baekhyun couldn’t help but swallow nervously.
“Ugh, now we’ve missed like 10 minutes. Junnie, rewind it.” Sehun groans and rolls his eyes at his over dramatic hyungs. He pulls at Joonmyeon’s pant leg when their leader takes too long fumbling with the remote. Baekhyun huffs and moves into Jongdae’s vacated seat, pulling Chanyeol up to sit next to him. Tao settles in on his other side.
Kris clears his throat, sticking out his foot and nudging at the small man’s knee. “What now, Kris-hyung?” He asks exasperatedly.
Kris raises one eyebrow and Baekhyun takes a deep breath. “Aren’t you going to go and apologize to Jongdae?”
“No, I wasn’t going to.” Baekhyun huffs and looks away, back at the TV.
“Baek, come on, just go do it. Jongdae’s been weird all day and I think you upset him.” Chanyeol pushed Baekhyun’s snapback back and sweeps his bangs out of his face. Baekhyun just scowls up at his friend.
“Go and say you are sorry, Baekhyun.” Joonmyeon’s voice is quiet, but sharp, and Baekhyun knows he has no choice now.
“Fine. Whatever.” Reaching up, pulling off his hat, running his fingers through his hair and shoving the snapback back on his head Baekhyun stands up, ignoring the rest of the group as he leaves the living room and heads towards Jongdae, Joonmyeon, and Jongin’s bedroom. The door is ajar, and Baekhyun peaks in. All he can see is Kyungsoo and Jongdae laid out on a bed, with Jongdae’s head resting on Kyungsoo’s chest, eyes closed. Baekhyun hesitates but works up the courage to knock.
“Come in.” Kyungsoo’s voice is soft, but not kind. He can see Baekhyun peering in through the space between the door and its frame. Baekhyun comes in, not meeting Kyungsoo’s glare. Jongdae doesn’t even look up. “What do you want Baekhyun-hyung?”
“I came to apologize.” Suddenly Baekhyun feels bad about arguing with Jongdae, seeing him curled up on the bed looking so small.
Finally Jongdae moves, still looking away from Baekhyun, nuzzling his face deeper into the crevice of Kyungsoo’s neck. Kyungsoo pets his hair, leaning forward enough to place a kiss on dark strands. “Close the door and come here, Baekhyun-hyung.” With his free hand he pats the empty space on the bed next to him.
Baekhyun moves forwards hesitantly, nervous now that he was actually in the room with them and from the harshness of Kyungsoo’s tone. He gingerly sits down next to Kyungsoo and Jongdae looks up at the movement of the bed, his gaze not quite reaching Baekhyun’s eyes. “I wanted to apologize.”
“Say it nicer, hyung.” Kyungsoo frowns and cards his fingers through Jongdae’s hair a little bit harder.
Baekhyun bites his lip, mulling it over. He gets off the bed, falling to his knees and resting his chin on the mattress, bringing him eyelevel with Jongdae. He looks into chocolate eyes that finally meet his own. “I’m really sorry, Jongdae-yah. I didn’t mean to upset you so much.” Finished speaking, Baekhyun bites his lips and waits for a response.
It takes a minute, but Jongdae slowly nods. “It’s okay, Baek.”
Baekhyun smiles slightly and begins to get ready to stand up but Kyungsoo’s free hand reaches out and catches the brim of his hats and turns it on his head so the bill is sideways. “I was just going to try and cheer hyung up, why don’t you stay and help me.” Baekhyun bites his lip but nods. He knows if anyone can make Jongdae smile it’s the two of them. “Good. Here, move back a tiny bit, we’ll sit up.” Baekhyun moves back away from the bed silently as Kyungsoo shifts and manhandles Jongdae until the shorter is sitting up, back against the headboard while Jongdae was in front of him, leaning back against Kyungsoo’s narrow chest. Baekhyun hops up onto the bed, sitting just between their spread legs.
“Ok, Jonggie, lets cheer you up.” Baekhyun grins as Jongdae shakes his head and a tiny smile tugs at the curled corner of his pretty lips.
“God Baek, you are such a loser.” Jongdae reaches out and pulls Baekhyun into a hug and the familiar sound of his laugh is comforting for everyone in the room. His laugh trails off, and their breathing is the only sound in the room until Kyungsoo shifts behind Jongdae, causing the later to moan, startling Baekhyun. Baekhyun freezes as he feels a hand moving between him and Jongdae causing the younger to buck and moan again. His eyes shift to Kyungsoo’s face and the little minx is giving him the smarmiest grin.
“Wha-“
“Fuck, Soo!” Baekhyun is like a deer in the headlights as he is cut off by Jongdae swearing as his head goes back and his hips lift up into the press of Kyungsoo’s hand. Said hand had worked its way under Jongdae’s tee and was teasing him over the fabric of his sweats.
Kyungsoo’s tongue comes out and teases the rim of Jongdae’s ear, Baekhyun’s eyes moving to follow the slick movement. He can feel Kyungsoo’s gaze on his skin like pinpricks but he can’t force himself to meet those liquid ink eyes. “I want to make hyung feel good, and I think you should help me Baekhyun-hyung.” Kyungsoo bites down on cartilage and Jongdae mewls, his eyes closing and mouth opening as he pants for air and rocks his hips up into the hand Kyungsoo has yet to move.
Baekhyun forces himself to swallow as it seems to him his mouth is too full to speak. His throat works slowly and he reached out tentative fingers to trace over the thickness of Jongdae’s thighs and gently rests his palm over Kyungsoo’s on the tenting crotch of Jongdae’s pants. “Yeah. I’ll do that.” His voice sounds hazy to his own ears but that may be because all of his blood seems to have rushed to his cock the moment he realized what he was being asked to do.
“Fuck, yeah Baek. Help make me feel good.” Jongdae grabs Baekhyun’s face and pulls him close, crashing their mouths together and kissing the elder with unhindered fervor.
“My hyungs look so pretty like this.” Kyungsoo tangles the hand not rubbing Jongdae in Baekhyun’s hair, steering the kiss into something deeper than clashing teeth and careless tongues. After a moment he pulls hard enough that they break apart and Jongdae whips his head around, molding his lips to those of the younger.
Baekhyun breaks free from the loosened hold of the other two and pulls his sweatshirt and undershirt off, suddenly feeling too hot, messing up his hair and knocking off his snapback. He watches the pair and licks at his already reddened lips. “Shit you two look good together. A pair of perfect little twinks.”
Jongdae breaks the kiss to let out a breathy laugh. “Like you’re one to talk. You’re the twinkiest of them all.”
“Play nice you two.” Kyungsoo nips at the pale skin of Jongdae’s neck as he smirks. “Baekhyun-hyung, you look so eager. I think you should make it up to hyung with your mouth because that’s what you upset him with.”
“Yeah.” Baekhyun sucks in a breath. “Yeah, I like that idea.” His hands travel up Jongdae’s muscled thighs until they reach the top of his pants and he gives a husky “lift your hips” and Jongdae does, his pants and boxer briefs easily slipping down and off his legs.
“You too. Take off yours.” Jongdae moans the words as his hard cock is revealed to the trio and Kyungsoo’s hands work to remove his tee, leaving him naked. Baekhyun nods, shuffling so he can strip and then kneeling in front of the other two, holding his upper body parallel to the bed with one arm, his other hand resting on the sharp jut of Jongdae’s hipbone. “Do it, suck me Baek.”
Baekhyun doesn’t need to be told twice and he leans forward, warm breath ghosting over engorged skin, taking in the manly, musky scent Jongdae gives off. His fingers move to grasp the base of Jongdae’s erection, causing the other’s breath to stutter and he drags his tongue from base to tip, taking in the head between his lips and suckling at it. Jongdae swears and twists his neck so he can press his face into Kyungsoo’s narrow shoulder. One of the youngest’s hands presses against the space between Jongdae’s cock and stomach, holding him down so he cannot buck up into the heat of Baekhyun’s mouth and to press the skinny singer against his front, all the better to grind into. Kyungsoo’s free hand comes up to tangle in Baekhyun’s hair, the thin strands easily slipping between his fingers until he makes a fist, forcing a moan from Baekhyun’s throat and then a second from Jongdae as the vibrations are muffled by his cock. “Baekhyun-hyung, you look so pretty with your lips stretched like that.”
Baekhyun shut his eyes tightly as Kyungsoo’s words made a shiver crawl down his spine. Jongdae arches but cannot move, caught between the other two and Baekhyun moves his tongue faster against the bottom of his cock, tightening his lips and sucking. The hand in his hair directs him to move up and down the solid length, and he lets himself be steered, his teeth just grazing Jongdae. This makes Jongdae whimper his name and thrust his hips up despite Kyungsoo’s hand holding him down and all of Baekhyun’s fingers digging into his thighs. Baekhyun forces himself to swallow, fighting his gag reflex and this only makes Jongdae squirm harder, trying to burry himself fully in the eldest’s mouth. Kyungsoo tsks and pulls Baekhyun completely off, Jongdae’s cock slapping against his stomach with a wet noise. “Fuck, Soo, no. I’m close.” Jongdae throws his head back and tries to look at his boyfriend who is watching Baekhyun, still between their legs, panting with his mouth hanging open. Jongdae follows his gaze and lets out a small moan, one hand coming up to stroke his thumb across Baekhyun’s shiny, swollen lips. “Baek, your mouth was made for this. Such a perfect little slut for us.”
Baekhyun locks his gaze onto Jongdae’s and licks his lips rather than responding. “You’re both so eager, aren’t you?” Kyungsoo slips the hand on Jongdae down, wrapping it around the base of Jongdae’s cock, drawing a huff out of him, and tilts it towards Baekhyun’s mouth, away from where it was resting against the tight muscles of Jongdae’s stomach. Baekhyun’s tongue lolls out of his mouth, allowing it to graze the sensitive underside of the head. “Oh, no Baekhyun-hyung. You need to ask for it.” Kyungsoo’s grip is enough to drag Baekhyun’s head back so that he is centimeters away from his prize.
Baekhyun gazes up at Kyungsoo from under his eyelashes, tongue coming out to wet his already moist lips. “Please Kyungsoo, let me suck Jongdae off.” Kyungsoo smirks down at him, bringing his head down just enough that the tip of Jongdae’s cock rubbed against his lower lip, smearing precome over it.
“Just the tip.” Baekhyun seals his mouth over the head of the cock, tasting the fluid that had built up while he was kept away, drawing a moan from both him and Jongdae. “Do you like that?” Kyungsoo pulls him away once more and Baekhyun struggles to close his lips back around Jongdae.
“Please Soo, let him.”
“Not yet. Hyung, you know if you’re patient it will be even better.” Kyungsoo lays a kiss just under Jongdae’s ear just as he tightened his fingers around his cock and the elder groans, trying to gain any type of friction. “Baekhyun-hyung, why don’t you ask me again?” Baekhyun swears and mutters something low enough that the others cannot catch what he is saying other than “tiny devil.” Kyungsoo lets out a dark chuckle and allows Baekhyun forward enough that he can drag Jongdae’s cock across the seam of his lips and across his cheek, spreading a mess of precome and saliva. “Don’t you want this?”
“Yes, god, please. Just let me already! Fuck Kyungsoo, please.” Baekhyun’s voice comes out in a high-pitched whine and Kyungsoo holds his head just out of reach for a beat longer and then lets him go. Baekhyun surges forward, no longer wanting to tease and he relaxes his throat, letting Jongdae’s erection slip into his throat. As soon as his nose presses into neatly trimmed hair at the base he swallows, moving his tongue along the underside. Kyungsoo cards his fingers through Baekhyun’s hair as he comes up for air and then presses down again. As he repeats this action Jongdae tosses his head, hips held down by both of their grips.
“Fuck, I’m close Soo, Baek, please, just a little bit more.” Jongdae watches Baekhyun deep throat him until the sight is too much to handle and he closes his eyes, reaching out to feel the outline of his cock through the skin of Baekhyun’s cheek. “You’re so fucking good at this.” With that Baekhyun pulls back so only the head is between his lips, his tongue thrashing against the slit. Between the two others Jongdae’s body tenses, his cock throbbing as he releases into Baekhyun’s mouth.
“Don’t swallow yet.” Baekhyun pulls away just enough so that the end of Jongdae’s orgasm peters out with the last of his come landing across his lips and chin. “God, show me.” Kyungsoo’s thumb draws Baekhyun’s mouth open wider as the elder struggles to keep the come from dripping out of his mouth. “Swallow now.” Kyungsoo presses his mouth closed and Baekhyun swallows, his throat working past the soreness he can already feel.
“God you’re sexy like this.” Jongdae weakly pushes Baekhyun’s hair from his face and smiles as the other leans into the touch. Baekhyun opens his mouth once he finishes and Jongdae gathers some of what he missed from his chin on his fingers. Baekhyun takes them into his mouth, his tongue happily cleaning them. “You shouldn’t be an idol, Baek. You should be a professional cock-sucker.”
“Shut up Jongdae.” Baekhyun rolls his eyes and pushes up to his hands and knees on the bed, one of his hands coming down to rub at himself.
“Don’t. You’re not done yet, Baekhyun-hyung.” Kyungsoo helps Jongdae from his lap and on to the bed, head resting on a pillow. Kyungsoo climbs off the bed and strokes his hand down Baekhyun’s spine. “I want you to lie down next to Jongdae.” Baekhyun just nods, doing as he is told and Kyungsoo quickly removes his own clothes. Kyungsoo climbs back onto the bed so one knee is above Baekhyun’s shoulder and the other is pressed to the side of his chest, close to where Jongdae lies satiated next to them. “Do you know what I want you to do now?” Baekhyun nods and his hands come up to press to the back of Kyungsoo’s thick thighs, trying to get him to move forward.
“Do it Soo, fuck his throat like this.” Jongdae leans over just enough to press a kiss to Kyungsoo’s thigh and his lover smiles down at him.
“Gladly hyung.” Kyungsoo braces himself with one hand on the headboard and the other guiding his cock between Baekhyun’s lips. He smiles down at the man below him. “Just relax your throat.”
Baekhyun’s noise of agreement is muffled by Kyungsoo as he presses in. Baekhyun tilts his head back and struggles to relax his throat muscles as the younger presses immediately all the way in, until he bottoms out. “Hyung, you’re right. Baekhyun’s throat was made for this.” He pulls out until the head is the only part still between Baekhyun’s lips and the man on the bed sucks at what he can and drags his tongue across the leaking slit. Kyungsoo looks down, his lust-blown eyes boring into Baekhyun’s. “I’m going to fuck you now, ok?” Baekhyun nods as best as he can and relaxes as Kyungsoo presses in once again, not stopping until he is all the way inside Baekhyun’s mouth. Baekhyun swallows around him, his throat muscles rippling as he struggles to breathe through his nose. Kyungsoo pulls out only to slam back in and Baekhyun moans around the intrusion. He knows Kyungsoo is close as his hips begin to set a quick pace, pressing all the way in and then pulling back so only the tip remains before repeating the whole motion again. Kyungsoo’s hand moves to pull on Baekhyun’s hair once more, tugging harshly so Baekhyun has to keep his head up and his neck extended.
“Fuck, this is amazing.” Jongdae nuzzles Kyungsoo’s thigh, the muscles working under the skin as he pistons his hips against Baekhyun’s face. He reaches down to grab Baekhyun’s cock, feeling the puddle of precome that had already leaked onto his stomach. He drags his hand through the mess, and strokes the hot flesh. Baekhyun moans around the cock pressing into his mouth and Kyungsoo shudders above him.
“I want you to come when I do.” Baekhyun gazes up at Kyungsoo, nodding best as he can and working to move his tongue and tighten his throat. Kyungsoo groans above him, the hand tensing in Baekhyun’s hair. Jongdae speeds up his hand, the movement slick as he twists his wrist on each up stroke. Kyungsoo’s hips start to lose their rhythm, and Baekhyun bucks his hips up into Jongdae’s grip as his fingers tighten on Kyungsoo’s thighs enough that the younger is sure to have bruises come morning. Kyungsoo’s hips stutter to a stop with his cock pressing deep into Baekhyun’s throat, a broken “Hyung” falling from his lips. Swallowing best as he can, Baekhyun lets Kyungsoo come in his mouth but pushes him away as soon as his orgasm begins to ebb.
Throwing his head back, Baekhyun moans, swearing as he comes all over his chest and Jongdae’s hand, his voice deep and husky from the abuse it has just suffered. Kyungsoo slumps down, and Jongdae helps him get off of Baekhyun’s chest, lying him down on the bed and settling between the two. Both panting, Jongdae kisses Kyungsoo, gently cradling his boyfriend’s face. “That was really hot.”
“Do you feel a little better?” Kyungsoo looks up at Jongdae, his eyes still glassy, a small smile on his lips.
“Yeah.” Jongdae presses their lips together lightly and turns over, to where Baekhyun is getting his breath back and smiling blankly up at the ceiling. “You ok?”
“My throat is going to be really fucking sore tomorrow.” Jongdae just rolls his eyes and reaches across the older man to snag a tissue and let it flutter down onto Baekhyun’s smug face.
“Then maybe you’ll actually shut up for once tomorrow.” Jongdae smirks and turns back to Kyungsoo, snuggling up against him.
“Never.” Baekhyun wipes at the cooling mess on his stomach and throws the dirty tissue to the floor, rolling so his chest is pressed to Jongdae’s back. “So fuck you.”
“Maybe next time.”
A/N- Please let me know what you think! For some reason, finishing this was really difficult for me, but I really love the interactions of these pretty boys.
Pairing: Baekhyun/Chen/D.O, Chen/D.O
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Threesome, oral sex, dirty talk
Summary: Baekhyun never seems to shut up and when he upsets Jongdae, Kyungsoo finds a way to both shut him up and make Jongdae feel better all at once.
A/N: 3.5K PWP. Fill for this prompt on exopromptmeme. Late is better than never, right? I do think Baekhyun talks too much, but I cannot resist Chenbaeksoo. They just torture each other and it’s adorable and Kyungsoo is definitively in control. This is in the same chensoo!au as this, but the stories stand alone.
“Shut up, won’t you? We’re trying to watch a movie.” Jongdae pokes at Baekhyun, moving away from him and towards Kyungsoo on his other side on the couch. Baekhyun had been “whispering” to Chanyeol on the floor for almost the first whole hour of the movie about his latest waterproof eyeliner and then about beanies. Jongdae was fed up. Baekhyun always did this whenever any of them were trying to catch a quiet moment.
“Whatever Jongdae. It’s not like you’ve been silent either.” Baekhyun rolls his eyes, not looking at the younger singer next to him. Jongdae had to make snarky comments during movies, he couldn’t really help himself. Baekhyun did not mind, laughing along or agreeing with him, and that was one of the reasons they always sat together for movie nights. Tonight though, Jongdae had been uncharacteristically quiet.
“At least when I talk it’s about the movie and not girls’ fucking make up.” Crossing his arms, Jongdae presses harder back into the couch.
“Fuck you. You wear makeup too.”
“Not when I don’t have to.”
“What do you call your tinted moisturizer then?”
“But I don’t want to be a g-“
“Jongdae, Baekhyun, stop.” Kris’ voice is low and stern and both Jongdae and Baekhyun shut their mouths tightly. “No more bickering. You two sound like children.”
“Fine. This movie is stupid anyways.” Jongdae stands up, grabbing his sweater from the back of the couch as he storms out of the room. Kyungsoo stands up as well, throwing a dark look in Baekhyun’s direction. Baekhyun couldn’t help but swallow nervously.
“Ugh, now we’ve missed like 10 minutes. Junnie, rewind it.” Sehun groans and rolls his eyes at his over dramatic hyungs. He pulls at Joonmyeon’s pant leg when their leader takes too long fumbling with the remote. Baekhyun huffs and moves into Jongdae’s vacated seat, pulling Chanyeol up to sit next to him. Tao settles in on his other side.
Kris clears his throat, sticking out his foot and nudging at the small man’s knee. “What now, Kris-hyung?” He asks exasperatedly.
Kris raises one eyebrow and Baekhyun takes a deep breath. “Aren’t you going to go and apologize to Jongdae?”
“No, I wasn’t going to.” Baekhyun huffs and looks away, back at the TV.
“Baek, come on, just go do it. Jongdae’s been weird all day and I think you upset him.” Chanyeol pushed Baekhyun’s snapback back and sweeps his bangs out of his face. Baekhyun just scowls up at his friend.
“Go and say you are sorry, Baekhyun.” Joonmyeon’s voice is quiet, but sharp, and Baekhyun knows he has no choice now.
“Fine. Whatever.” Reaching up, pulling off his hat, running his fingers through his hair and shoving the snapback back on his head Baekhyun stands up, ignoring the rest of the group as he leaves the living room and heads towards Jongdae, Joonmyeon, and Jongin’s bedroom. The door is ajar, and Baekhyun peaks in. All he can see is Kyungsoo and Jongdae laid out on a bed, with Jongdae’s head resting on Kyungsoo’s chest, eyes closed. Baekhyun hesitates but works up the courage to knock.
“Come in.” Kyungsoo’s voice is soft, but not kind. He can see Baekhyun peering in through the space between the door and its frame. Baekhyun comes in, not meeting Kyungsoo’s glare. Jongdae doesn’t even look up. “What do you want Baekhyun-hyung?”
“I came to apologize.” Suddenly Baekhyun feels bad about arguing with Jongdae, seeing him curled up on the bed looking so small.
Finally Jongdae moves, still looking away from Baekhyun, nuzzling his face deeper into the crevice of Kyungsoo’s neck. Kyungsoo pets his hair, leaning forward enough to place a kiss on dark strands. “Close the door and come here, Baekhyun-hyung.” With his free hand he pats the empty space on the bed next to him.
Baekhyun moves forwards hesitantly, nervous now that he was actually in the room with them and from the harshness of Kyungsoo’s tone. He gingerly sits down next to Kyungsoo and Jongdae looks up at the movement of the bed, his gaze not quite reaching Baekhyun’s eyes. “I wanted to apologize.”
“Say it nicer, hyung.” Kyungsoo frowns and cards his fingers through Jongdae’s hair a little bit harder.
Baekhyun bites his lip, mulling it over. He gets off the bed, falling to his knees and resting his chin on the mattress, bringing him eyelevel with Jongdae. He looks into chocolate eyes that finally meet his own. “I’m really sorry, Jongdae-yah. I didn’t mean to upset you so much.” Finished speaking, Baekhyun bites his lips and waits for a response.
It takes a minute, but Jongdae slowly nods. “It’s okay, Baek.”
Baekhyun smiles slightly and begins to get ready to stand up but Kyungsoo’s free hand reaches out and catches the brim of his hats and turns it on his head so the bill is sideways. “I was just going to try and cheer hyung up, why don’t you stay and help me.” Baekhyun bites his lip but nods. He knows if anyone can make Jongdae smile it’s the two of them. “Good. Here, move back a tiny bit, we’ll sit up.” Baekhyun moves back away from the bed silently as Kyungsoo shifts and manhandles Jongdae until the shorter is sitting up, back against the headboard while Jongdae was in front of him, leaning back against Kyungsoo’s narrow chest. Baekhyun hops up onto the bed, sitting just between their spread legs.
“Ok, Jonggie, lets cheer you up.” Baekhyun grins as Jongdae shakes his head and a tiny smile tugs at the curled corner of his pretty lips.
“God Baek, you are such a loser.” Jongdae reaches out and pulls Baekhyun into a hug and the familiar sound of his laugh is comforting for everyone in the room. His laugh trails off, and their breathing is the only sound in the room until Kyungsoo shifts behind Jongdae, causing the later to moan, startling Baekhyun. Baekhyun freezes as he feels a hand moving between him and Jongdae causing the younger to buck and moan again. His eyes shift to Kyungsoo’s face and the little minx is giving him the smarmiest grin.
“Wha-“
“Fuck, Soo!” Baekhyun is like a deer in the headlights as he is cut off by Jongdae swearing as his head goes back and his hips lift up into the press of Kyungsoo’s hand. Said hand had worked its way under Jongdae’s tee and was teasing him over the fabric of his sweats.
Kyungsoo’s tongue comes out and teases the rim of Jongdae’s ear, Baekhyun’s eyes moving to follow the slick movement. He can feel Kyungsoo’s gaze on his skin like pinpricks but he can’t force himself to meet those liquid ink eyes. “I want to make hyung feel good, and I think you should help me Baekhyun-hyung.” Kyungsoo bites down on cartilage and Jongdae mewls, his eyes closing and mouth opening as he pants for air and rocks his hips up into the hand Kyungsoo has yet to move.
Baekhyun forces himself to swallow as it seems to him his mouth is too full to speak. His throat works slowly and he reached out tentative fingers to trace over the thickness of Jongdae’s thighs and gently rests his palm over Kyungsoo’s on the tenting crotch of Jongdae’s pants. “Yeah. I’ll do that.” His voice sounds hazy to his own ears but that may be because all of his blood seems to have rushed to his cock the moment he realized what he was being asked to do.
“Fuck, yeah Baek. Help make me feel good.” Jongdae grabs Baekhyun’s face and pulls him close, crashing their mouths together and kissing the elder with unhindered fervor.
“My hyungs look so pretty like this.” Kyungsoo tangles the hand not rubbing Jongdae in Baekhyun’s hair, steering the kiss into something deeper than clashing teeth and careless tongues. After a moment he pulls hard enough that they break apart and Jongdae whips his head around, molding his lips to those of the younger.
Baekhyun breaks free from the loosened hold of the other two and pulls his sweatshirt and undershirt off, suddenly feeling too hot, messing up his hair and knocking off his snapback. He watches the pair and licks at his already reddened lips. “Shit you two look good together. A pair of perfect little twinks.”
Jongdae breaks the kiss to let out a breathy laugh. “Like you’re one to talk. You’re the twinkiest of them all.”
“Play nice you two.” Kyungsoo nips at the pale skin of Jongdae’s neck as he smirks. “Baekhyun-hyung, you look so eager. I think you should make it up to hyung with your mouth because that’s what you upset him with.”
“Yeah.” Baekhyun sucks in a breath. “Yeah, I like that idea.” His hands travel up Jongdae’s muscled thighs until they reach the top of his pants and he gives a husky “lift your hips” and Jongdae does, his pants and boxer briefs easily slipping down and off his legs.
“You too. Take off yours.” Jongdae moans the words as his hard cock is revealed to the trio and Kyungsoo’s hands work to remove his tee, leaving him naked. Baekhyun nods, shuffling so he can strip and then kneeling in front of the other two, holding his upper body parallel to the bed with one arm, his other hand resting on the sharp jut of Jongdae’s hipbone. “Do it, suck me Baek.”
Baekhyun doesn’t need to be told twice and he leans forward, warm breath ghosting over engorged skin, taking in the manly, musky scent Jongdae gives off. His fingers move to grasp the base of Jongdae’s erection, causing the other’s breath to stutter and he drags his tongue from base to tip, taking in the head between his lips and suckling at it. Jongdae swears and twists his neck so he can press his face into Kyungsoo’s narrow shoulder. One of the youngest’s hands presses against the space between Jongdae’s cock and stomach, holding him down so he cannot buck up into the heat of Baekhyun’s mouth and to press the skinny singer against his front, all the better to grind into. Kyungsoo’s free hand comes up to tangle in Baekhyun’s hair, the thin strands easily slipping between his fingers until he makes a fist, forcing a moan from Baekhyun’s throat and then a second from Jongdae as the vibrations are muffled by his cock. “Baekhyun-hyung, you look so pretty with your lips stretched like that.”
Baekhyun shut his eyes tightly as Kyungsoo’s words made a shiver crawl down his spine. Jongdae arches but cannot move, caught between the other two and Baekhyun moves his tongue faster against the bottom of his cock, tightening his lips and sucking. The hand in his hair directs him to move up and down the solid length, and he lets himself be steered, his teeth just grazing Jongdae. This makes Jongdae whimper his name and thrust his hips up despite Kyungsoo’s hand holding him down and all of Baekhyun’s fingers digging into his thighs. Baekhyun forces himself to swallow, fighting his gag reflex and this only makes Jongdae squirm harder, trying to burry himself fully in the eldest’s mouth. Kyungsoo tsks and pulls Baekhyun completely off, Jongdae’s cock slapping against his stomach with a wet noise. “Fuck, Soo, no. I’m close.” Jongdae throws his head back and tries to look at his boyfriend who is watching Baekhyun, still between their legs, panting with his mouth hanging open. Jongdae follows his gaze and lets out a small moan, one hand coming up to stroke his thumb across Baekhyun’s shiny, swollen lips. “Baek, your mouth was made for this. Such a perfect little slut for us.”
Baekhyun locks his gaze onto Jongdae’s and licks his lips rather than responding. “You’re both so eager, aren’t you?” Kyungsoo slips the hand on Jongdae down, wrapping it around the base of Jongdae’s cock, drawing a huff out of him, and tilts it towards Baekhyun’s mouth, away from where it was resting against the tight muscles of Jongdae’s stomach. Baekhyun’s tongue lolls out of his mouth, allowing it to graze the sensitive underside of the head. “Oh, no Baekhyun-hyung. You need to ask for it.” Kyungsoo’s grip is enough to drag Baekhyun’s head back so that he is centimeters away from his prize.
Baekhyun gazes up at Kyungsoo from under his eyelashes, tongue coming out to wet his already moist lips. “Please Kyungsoo, let me suck Jongdae off.” Kyungsoo smirks down at him, bringing his head down just enough that the tip of Jongdae’s cock rubbed against his lower lip, smearing precome over it.
“Just the tip.” Baekhyun seals his mouth over the head of the cock, tasting the fluid that had built up while he was kept away, drawing a moan from both him and Jongdae. “Do you like that?” Kyungsoo pulls him away once more and Baekhyun struggles to close his lips back around Jongdae.
“Please Soo, let him.”
“Not yet. Hyung, you know if you’re patient it will be even better.” Kyungsoo lays a kiss just under Jongdae’s ear just as he tightened his fingers around his cock and the elder groans, trying to gain any type of friction. “Baekhyun-hyung, why don’t you ask me again?” Baekhyun swears and mutters something low enough that the others cannot catch what he is saying other than “tiny devil.” Kyungsoo lets out a dark chuckle and allows Baekhyun forward enough that he can drag Jongdae’s cock across the seam of his lips and across his cheek, spreading a mess of precome and saliva. “Don’t you want this?”
“Yes, god, please. Just let me already! Fuck Kyungsoo, please.” Baekhyun’s voice comes out in a high-pitched whine and Kyungsoo holds his head just out of reach for a beat longer and then lets him go. Baekhyun surges forward, no longer wanting to tease and he relaxes his throat, letting Jongdae’s erection slip into his throat. As soon as his nose presses into neatly trimmed hair at the base he swallows, moving his tongue along the underside. Kyungsoo cards his fingers through Baekhyun’s hair as he comes up for air and then presses down again. As he repeats this action Jongdae tosses his head, hips held down by both of their grips.
“Fuck, I’m close Soo, Baek, please, just a little bit more.” Jongdae watches Baekhyun deep throat him until the sight is too much to handle and he closes his eyes, reaching out to feel the outline of his cock through the skin of Baekhyun’s cheek. “You’re so fucking good at this.” With that Baekhyun pulls back so only the head is between his lips, his tongue thrashing against the slit. Between the two others Jongdae’s body tenses, his cock throbbing as he releases into Baekhyun’s mouth.
“Don’t swallow yet.” Baekhyun pulls away just enough so that the end of Jongdae’s orgasm peters out with the last of his come landing across his lips and chin. “God, show me.” Kyungsoo’s thumb draws Baekhyun’s mouth open wider as the elder struggles to keep the come from dripping out of his mouth. “Swallow now.” Kyungsoo presses his mouth closed and Baekhyun swallows, his throat working past the soreness he can already feel.
“God you’re sexy like this.” Jongdae weakly pushes Baekhyun’s hair from his face and smiles as the other leans into the touch. Baekhyun opens his mouth once he finishes and Jongdae gathers some of what he missed from his chin on his fingers. Baekhyun takes them into his mouth, his tongue happily cleaning them. “You shouldn’t be an idol, Baek. You should be a professional cock-sucker.”
“Shut up Jongdae.” Baekhyun rolls his eyes and pushes up to his hands and knees on the bed, one of his hands coming down to rub at himself.
“Don’t. You’re not done yet, Baekhyun-hyung.” Kyungsoo helps Jongdae from his lap and on to the bed, head resting on a pillow. Kyungsoo climbs off the bed and strokes his hand down Baekhyun’s spine. “I want you to lie down next to Jongdae.” Baekhyun just nods, doing as he is told and Kyungsoo quickly removes his own clothes. Kyungsoo climbs back onto the bed so one knee is above Baekhyun’s shoulder and the other is pressed to the side of his chest, close to where Jongdae lies satiated next to them. “Do you know what I want you to do now?” Baekhyun nods and his hands come up to press to the back of Kyungsoo’s thick thighs, trying to get him to move forward.
“Do it Soo, fuck his throat like this.” Jongdae leans over just enough to press a kiss to Kyungsoo’s thigh and his lover smiles down at him.
“Gladly hyung.” Kyungsoo braces himself with one hand on the headboard and the other guiding his cock between Baekhyun’s lips. He smiles down at the man below him. “Just relax your throat.”
Baekhyun’s noise of agreement is muffled by Kyungsoo as he presses in. Baekhyun tilts his head back and struggles to relax his throat muscles as the younger presses immediately all the way in, until he bottoms out. “Hyung, you’re right. Baekhyun’s throat was made for this.” He pulls out until the head is the only part still between Baekhyun’s lips and the man on the bed sucks at what he can and drags his tongue across the leaking slit. Kyungsoo looks down, his lust-blown eyes boring into Baekhyun’s. “I’m going to fuck you now, ok?” Baekhyun nods as best as he can and relaxes as Kyungsoo presses in once again, not stopping until he is all the way inside Baekhyun’s mouth. Baekhyun swallows around him, his throat muscles rippling as he struggles to breathe through his nose. Kyungsoo pulls out only to slam back in and Baekhyun moans around the intrusion. He knows Kyungsoo is close as his hips begin to set a quick pace, pressing all the way in and then pulling back so only the tip remains before repeating the whole motion again. Kyungsoo’s hand moves to pull on Baekhyun’s hair once more, tugging harshly so Baekhyun has to keep his head up and his neck extended.
“Fuck, this is amazing.” Jongdae nuzzles Kyungsoo’s thigh, the muscles working under the skin as he pistons his hips against Baekhyun’s face. He reaches down to grab Baekhyun’s cock, feeling the puddle of precome that had already leaked onto his stomach. He drags his hand through the mess, and strokes the hot flesh. Baekhyun moans around the cock pressing into his mouth and Kyungsoo shudders above him.
“I want you to come when I do.” Baekhyun gazes up at Kyungsoo, nodding best as he can and working to move his tongue and tighten his throat. Kyungsoo groans above him, the hand tensing in Baekhyun’s hair. Jongdae speeds up his hand, the movement slick as he twists his wrist on each up stroke. Kyungsoo’s hips start to lose their rhythm, and Baekhyun bucks his hips up into Jongdae’s grip as his fingers tighten on Kyungsoo’s thighs enough that the younger is sure to have bruises come morning. Kyungsoo’s hips stutter to a stop with his cock pressing deep into Baekhyun’s throat, a broken “Hyung” falling from his lips. Swallowing best as he can, Baekhyun lets Kyungsoo come in his mouth but pushes him away as soon as his orgasm begins to ebb.
Throwing his head back, Baekhyun moans, swearing as he comes all over his chest and Jongdae’s hand, his voice deep and husky from the abuse it has just suffered. Kyungsoo slumps down, and Jongdae helps him get off of Baekhyun’s chest, lying him down on the bed and settling between the two. Both panting, Jongdae kisses Kyungsoo, gently cradling his boyfriend’s face. “That was really hot.”
“Do you feel a little better?” Kyungsoo looks up at Jongdae, his eyes still glassy, a small smile on his lips.
“Yeah.” Jongdae presses their lips together lightly and turns over, to where Baekhyun is getting his breath back and smiling blankly up at the ceiling. “You ok?”
“My throat is going to be really fucking sore tomorrow.” Jongdae just rolls his eyes and reaches across the older man to snag a tissue and let it flutter down onto Baekhyun’s smug face.
“Then maybe you’ll actually shut up for once tomorrow.” Jongdae smirks and turns back to Kyungsoo, snuggling up against him.
“Never.” Baekhyun wipes at the cooling mess on his stomach and throws the dirty tissue to the floor, rolling so his chest is pressed to Jongdae’s back. “So fuck you.”
“Maybe next time.”
A/N- Please let me know what you think! For some reason, finishing this was really difficult for me, but I really love the interactions of these pretty boys.