Blame FB (A HanTeukChul Oneshot)
Title: None
Rating: NC17
Pairing: HanTeuk, HanChul, HanTeukChul
Summary: Heechul finds out what has been going on behind closed doors.
Heechul’s POV
I walked towards the building that the members were finishing up photo shoots at with a bento clasped tightly in my hands. Band aids littered my delicate fingers from preparing it. I had no idea why but since I wasn’t participating for a while in the shoot I wanted to make Geng a nice lunch.
As soon as I stepped into the shooting location, everyone’s attention turned to me. I looked like a deer in headlights, feeling small as I held the lunchbox close to my chest. Ryeowook hurried over to me and turned me back towards the door.
“Ah, Hyung… Jungsu and Hangeng are finishing their shoot at the moment, maybe you should wait outside?” He suggested and I raised an eyebrow at him. “Why? It’s just a clothing shoot.” I said and made my way around him.
Sungmin got in my way next and I could just see the flash of the cameras. “Hyung, why don’t you go in the hall and call Siwonnie. I think he was looking for you.” He beamed and I shoved him out of my way conveniently into Kyuhyun’s arms. “Stop pestering me, it’s not like…” I paused as I got in view of the shoot.
Hangeng and Eeteuk were posing together and I gaped for a moment, marveling at how comfortable they seemed. Too comfortable. I narrowed my eyes on Eeteuk’s left hand in my lover’s right back pocket and I nearly snarled.
I heard the other members shout at me as I stormed onto the set causing the cameraman to swear. I pushed Eeteuk’s hand away from Hangeng’s ass and scowled. I turned to face Hangeng as he gasped and I trailed my eyes over him. My whole body froze as I saw his dick hanging out of his open pants, half hard.
The lunchbox in my hand dropped to the ground, lid flying off and contents spilling all over the floor as I snapped my head to glare at Eeteuk. His right hand was slick and he quickly tried to hide it as Hangeng turned and fixed himself discreetly.
The other members watched to see what would happen as Eeteuk placed a hand on my shoulder to which I violently shook it off. Eeteuk, like everyone else, expected harsh comments, even violence but instead was shocked to see tears roll down my cheeks before I stormed off to the dressing rooms.
I slammed the dressing room door and made to throw something when the door opened again. I turned to yell that I wanted peace when I felt arms encircle me. I knew it was Jungsu, it wasn’t the same smell as Geng.
“You have balls hugging me when you had your hands in my man’s pocket.” I said bitterly and he pushed me back a bit. “Geng is on his way after cleaning the spilled food. It’s really not as bad as you think. We both care about you. We weren’t expecting--.” He started and I cut him off sharply.
“To be caught?! How could you do this to me Jungsu you know I love him!” I pleaded, tears continually cascading down my cheeks.
He looked at me with that smoldering gaze of his and I watched his lips as he brought them closer to my own. My eyes slipped closed as he pressed his mouth to mine and I felt electricity run though me. Slowly, I brought my arms up around his neck as his rested on my hips and I opened my mouth to him.
The taste of his tongue sent shivers up my spine and I groaned. I jerked back in surprise when the door opened and Hangeng entered. He paused and took in our state. Me with my lips parted and swollen backed against the far wall and Eeteuk standing there breathing slightly heavily with his own parted lips.
He watched us for a moment, eyes flicking back and forth between us, before stepping into the middle of the room where Eeteuk was and pulling him into a kiss. I know I must have gaped like a fish out of water.
He smiled as he licked Eeteuk’s lips, disconnecting the saliva there and I walked up to them warily. “What is going on?” I asked carefully. “Chullie, don’t be mistaken, I love you as much as I always have and ever will… This… mutual attraction with Eeteuk and I is mostly just a stress reliever. I make love to you but stress is still there… with him, it’s just raw lust and we can get frustrations out.” Hangeng explained.
I stared at him and before I could stop myself I hit him square in the jaw. I rubbed my sore fist as Eeteuk gasped; looking to make sure Hangeng was fine. “That is in no way an excuse. Do you have any idea how long it took me to let you into my heart? This is not-.” I said and blinked as Eeteuk kissed me once again.
“Kangin knows already, you’re the only one who didn’t. Everyone swaps up partners every now and then.” He said and I stared in shock before my hand came up and slapped him across his face. “Ugh!! You just… you both make me frustrated!” I said and went to leave the room.
Strong fingers wrapped around my wrist and pulled me into a fierce kiss, hands trailing up my sides. I shivered and leaned into Hangeng’s touch. No matter how mad I was I still loved him. I felt Eeteuk slip up behind me and I gasped, realizing their intentions.
(3rd person pov)
Heechul turned in the circle of Hangeng’s arms and faced Eeteuk with unsure but determined eyes. He met Eeteuk halfway in a kiss, tongue slipping immediately inside the other’s mouth as Hangeng held his hips, grinding against him.
He whined as Eeteuk pulled away and he wrapped his arms around the elder, pressing frantic kisses to his jaw, neck, and what bit of chest he could. Hangeng smirked from over his shoulder and leaned over Heechul to kiss the eldest.
Heechul watched as they kissed, heat sprinting towards his groin, and he fisted his baggy shirt in his hands. Hangeng overlapped Heechul’s hands with his own as he broke the kiss with Eeteuk and pulled Heechul’s shirt over his head, dropping it onto the dressing room floor.
Eeteuk ran his hands over Heechul’s hips until they found the waistband of his sweatpants. Heechul gasped as cold air met his warm skin and Hangeng helped him step out of his pants and underwear. Heechul shivered between them and looked up at Hangeng, his head resting on his chest.
“If we’re going to do this you two had better get naked fast, I’m cold.” He whined and Eeteuk chuckled, placing a kiss on the younger’s shoulder. Hangeng pulled his shirt off and Heechul turned to watch with hungry eyes. “I never get enough of that.” He breathed, licking his lips as Hangeng was bared to him.
“You shouldn’t present yourself to me like that, it’s too tempting.” Eeteuk warned as he pressed his now bare body against Heechul’s causing the other to squeak in surprise. “W-wait… how will this work?” Heechul asked, fear beginning to creep in at the thought of anyone other than Hangeng taking him. His eyes flitted nervously from Eeteuk’s to Hangeng’s and the Chinese man smiled softly.
“Don’t worry, Chul. You’re always mine….. you can have Eeteuk, I know you both like to be filled.” He said, smoldering gaze lingering on Eeteuk for a moment before pressing one finger into Heechul’s entrance dry.
Heechul whimpered but accepted the intrusion, used to having unexpected and random fucks with his lover. Eeteuk sucked a mark onto Heechul’s skin and turned his back to him, looking over his shoulder as he positioned Heechul’s member at his entrance. “He likes it that way.” Hangeng explained as he worked his third finger into Heechul, brushing that spot inside him and causing him to buck, penetrating Eeteuk in the process.
Their leader cried out in pain but his cock twitched and Hangeng smirked, positioning himself at Heechul’s entrance before gently easing himself inside. Heechul groaned, the dual sensation of filling someone and being filled almost too much for his already overstimulated body. He pushed deep into Eeteuk as Hangeng pulled back and set the pace for them.
Spots danced behind his eyes as he wound his arms around Eeteuk’s stomach, almost having to hold himself up on his shaky legs as Eeteuk began to moan their names. The pace picked up a bit as Heechul neared his climax and spilled inside Eeteuk.
Hangeng chuckled in his ear and continued to fuck him as Eeteuk disentangled himself from the two, turning and rubbing himself against Heechul’s leg as he placed kisses along the beautiful skin. Hangeng reached around to pull Eeteuk into a kiss and smirked as Heechul moaned, feeling their leader’s warm essence hit his leg as a shudder ran through his body and Hangeng stilled, emptying himself into his lover.
Easing Heechul to the floor, Hangeng petted his hair and smiled softly as Heechul fought to stay awake. “Hangeng.”
“Hm?”
“I’m breaking up with you.”