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Title: Shameless
Author Wishunew
Rating: NC-17
Pairing/Focus: Minho/Jonghyun/Onew
Summary: Playing dress up was never this much fun. also, I suck at these...
yep so this came to me around the time i found up on tumblr that Key convinced Onew to wear panties. yeah, how i got from that, to this, I'll never know. Honestly, never ever. this is dedicated to my Beta manaphasm cuz I'm corrupting her.
Disclaimer: I dont own shinee. If i did, this would happen. all the time.
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They were playing in the living room. It was probably a bad idea, but neither cared as they ground against each other. They had been home alone and bored…mostly bored. Jonghyun had come out of the shower in an oversized white t-shirt, parts of it see through and sticking to him. Onew had taken one look at him and moaned loudly, mostly fake, but Jjong still put an extra sway in his step as he made his way over to the couch.
"Like what you see?" he cooed, curling up against the older boy, stretching his bare legs out along Jinki’s clothed ones.
"No," the leader chuckled, running a hand up the smaller boy’s damp thigh, only to have it slapped away.
"Now, now, Hyung," the younger singer purred, sitting up and straddling the eldest’s legs. "You know the rules. Now, go and change."
Onew dropped his back onto the arm of the couch with a groan. "Do I have to? Mine is so awkward!"
Jonghyun raised a sharp eyebrow at him and then looked down at his single piece of clothing. "I think you'll get over it. Go change." Groaning again, the older singer pushed the younger boy off of him, getting a delicious eyeful of under the boy’s shirt before he dragged himself into the bedroom.
Jonghyun collapsed back onto the couch, trying to calm himself as his imagination ran wild with thoughts of how the older boy would look. He ran his hands gently over his clothed stomach, tracing his abs with his fingers, forcing himself not to go lower. Not yet.
Onew emerged a few minutes later, blushing bright red and not looking at the younger boy. He was dressed in bleach white knee high stockings, leaving four or five inches of exposed, honey thighs, and the best thing Jonghyun had ever seen on his hyung. Black and white, satin and lace, the loligoth maid outfit he was wearing did crazy things to the younger boy. The corset part was loose, Onew probably couldn't get it tight himself, the black silk arm warmers bunched in odd places on this forearms, and he was wearing the brightest red lipstick that had ever been invented, but it was good for a first try.
"Let me see them," the younger man’s voice was rougher than he'd planned for it to be, but Jinki just bit his lip as he blushed darker, and lifted up his skirt to show the shorter boy. Underneath the maid skirt, Onew wore a pair of black lace panties, with a crimson bow over the outline of the older boy’s cock. Standing up, Jonghyun stepped closer and gently spun the older boy around, gripping the laces of the corset and pulling it tighter, making Onew gasp.
"Who did your make up?" the younger singer teased, placing his hands on the slightly more pronounced hips of the older boy. "It's atrocious. And you forgot your hat."
"The hat is pointless," Jinki said, a little breathless due to the tightness of his top. "It's going to fall off."
"Well then, I'll be sure to play nicely until you don't need it on anymore," the shorter boy said, guiding the leader to the bathroom. "Now let me fix your make up."
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"How did you get so good at this?" Onew asked as he gawked at himself in the mirror while Jonghyun arranged the maid hat atop his hair.
"Who do you think helps Taemin when he's getting all pretty for Key?" the younger boy said, running his fingers through the ends of Onew’s hair. "I love your hair this color."
"It's two different colors though..." the leader muttered as he was guided back into the living room.
"I know. Now sit down and close your eyes, I have a surprise for you."
Jinki blinked at Jonghyun, his dark kohl-lined eyes worried. "Are you allowed to do that?"
Jonghyun just smirked. "Close your eyes," he said again, and reluctantly the leader obeyed. Jinki flinched as something soft, cold, and plastic touched his cheek. Cracking one eye open, Jinki blushed deeply and closed it again, turning away. Jonghyun chuckled and poked the older man’s flushed cheek with the clear silicone butt plug he was holding again.
"Are you excited for your present?" he asked. Onew sputtered and pouted up at the younger boy with his red, glossed lips, and the shorter boy groaned deep in his throat and pressed the tip of the toy to his hyung’s thick lower lip.
"You should kiss it," the younger boy whispered huskily, licking his own lips as Jinki looked up at him through his eyelashes and licked across the tip of the clear toy, his hands clasped modestly on the edge of his skirt. "Good boy," Jonghyun said. Onew blushed brightly, biting his lower lip as he let himself be manhandled by his nearly naked band mate onto the couch, where he felt his legs being spread.
"Yah!" he cried, breathlessly, as he tried to keep his legs closed. "You’re not allowed to!"
Jonghyun shushed him as he pulled Onew’s black lace panties down his legs, throwing one leg over his shoulder and pushing the other off the couch.
"I'm not going to do anything," he muttered, as he grabbed for a red bottle the older boy had never seen before.
"What is that?" the loli boy asked, trying to shift to see better, only to be swatted sharply on his ass, making him hiss and pout again. "No touching," he muttered again, uselessly.
"It's a gift, be thankful," Jonghyun commanded, ignoring the older boy’s protest, licking his lips again as he stared at his hyung’s entrance. It was kind of unfair that he wouldn't get to touch him, but next time…shivering, the shorter man rested the tip of the toy against Onew's entrance, pressing in slowly. Jinki keened at the sensation of being filled, his back arching off the couch, careful to keep his head in the air to make sure his hat wasn't skewed. It was hard to breath with how tight the corset was; he was getting dizzy as the smaller boy continued to open him up with the toy.
"Almost there, Hyung," Jonghyun praised, as he watched Onew's supple body just take the toy in, like he was made to be opened up like this. "Fuck, Hyung, you’re doing so well. Good boy." Jinki whined weakly as the widest part of the plug pressed into him. He felt so fantastically full; with every breath he struggled to take in, he could feel it. He slowly laid himself back onto the couch, his head gently resting on the arm, as he closed his eyes and panted, trying to adjust to the object inside of him. Suddenly his eyes snapped open wide, a startled whimper forced from his throat as it felt like his insides were on fire.
"J-Jonghyun," he keened, his hand grabbing onto the couch tightly as his body heated up. "W-what?" The lead singer smirked as the older boy squirmed beneath him, licking his lips.
"It's fun isn't it?" he chuckled darkly, reaching down and pulling Jinki’s panties back on, stroking the older boy’s throbbing cock through the soft material. "Should I put some here, too?"
"Nonono, please," the older man begged, his body tense under the onslaught of sensations, "you can't."
"I know, I know," the shorter man grumbled, pulling the older man’s skirt down, smoothing it over the hardening bulge underneath. Licking his lips, Jonghyun looked around. He was so hard it hurt, and aside from the makeup and getting dressed, the rule was no skin on skin contact. But maybe there doesn’t need to be contact, he thought, smirking as he tugged his shirt down a little lower and grinding his hips into the loli boy beneath him, ripping a loud moan from the elder’s throat. Onew bucked up into him, shivering violently as the movement jarred the toy inside him at a delectable angle, another wave of heat flashing through him.
~*~*~*~*~
When Minho, Key, and Taemin finally made it home after a long day of schedules, the last thing they expected was the sound of ragged moans and the sight of the eldest boys dry humping on the couch. Taemin squeaked and covered his eyes, but spread his fingers to peek through them, fascinated by his leader’s outfit. Key took a deep breath as he took in the scene in his living room, before stalking into his and Taemin’s shared bedroom, and coming out with a small messenger bad. Opening it, he shoved a long, black wig at Taemin.
"Come on, we're going out," he said.
Minho didn't notice anything but what was happening on the couch. He was mesmerized by the fluid rolling of their lead singer’s hips against their beloved leader’s. Licking his lips as he entered the room, he cleared his throat, startling a surprised squeak out of the oldest boy. Jonghyun circled his hips once more, purposely, against the eldest as he leaned back, licking his lips and then letting his head fall to the side, catching Minho in a sultry, liquid fire gaze.
"You’re here," he purred. "We're all ready, like you wanted." Minho nodded, a smirk adorning his features, as he stepped closer to the boys on the couch, stripping as he moved. He slid up behind Jonghyun, running teasing hands down the older boy’s body.
"What's wrong with him?" Minho asked.
"He's enjoying his present," Jonghyun whispered into the taller boy’s ear, licking around the shell. Minho chuckled darkly, turning his head to capture the smirking lips roughly. He bit harshly at the singer’s bottom lip, before slipping his tongue inside, curling around the slick muscle already there, sucking on it. Jonghyun moaned into the kiss, leaning back against the muscular chest. His hand reached up, hovering just under the taller boy’s jaw, hesitating, unsure if the ‘no touching’ rule applied to him, too.
Minho pulled away, panting slightly, and Jonghyun could feel the hardness poking him through his thin shirt and the younger boy’s jeans. The rapper looked down at Onew, who was watching them with wet, hooded eyes. Minho reached out and stroked the eldest man’s cheek softly, and the loli boy nuzzled into it, making a soft noise of pleasure in the back of his throat.
"Aren’t you so pretty," the tallest boy whispered, to which the older boy only whimpered. Minho pulled his hand away and Jinki followed, pressing himself forward, his thick, glossy lips parting, silently asking for more attention; speech simply beyond his mental capability at that point. The rapper simply chuckled deep in his throat, but Jonghyun felt the younger boy harden against him at the display of submission, and offered his fingers to the older boy, who took them in his mouth with the smallest amount of hesitation, his already flushed face getting redder. Minho toyed with the hem of Jonghyun’s shirt with his other hand, slipping under the thin material and pressing against the smaller boy’s lower belly, startling a gasp from the singer as he was pressed back against the tallest’s hard body. Jonghyun tilted his head back to stare curiously at the rapper, who simply smirked, running his hand up higher, tracing the lines of the singer’s abs.
“You’re built like a girl, Hyung,” Minho murmured right into Jonghyun’s ear, nipping at it lightly, “so beautiful and curvy.” The rapper’s hand continued its trek upwards to the older boy’s nipples, rubbing the pads of his fingers over the sensitive nubs, as he pulled his fingers out of the band leader’s mouth. Jinki and Jonghyun whined; the eldest boy gripped Minho’s wrist, continuing to lick at the fingers like a desperate slut. The rapper chuckled darkly as Jonghyun gasped and squirmed in his grasp.
“Jinki-hyung, let go please,” he ordered gently, pulling his hand away. The oldest boy pouted, panting harshly as he tried to draw air into his constricted lungs. Blinking up at the younger boys with dark, wet eyes he licked his lips and once again parted them, silently asking to be used, abused-anything, as long as he was getting some attention. Minho smirked at this as his hand slid down the lead singer’s body to grip his thigh, fingers pressing in deep, pulling a startled moan form Jonghyun. The rapper forced the singer’s legs apart, and pushed him closer to the older boy.
"Do you want it?" Minho asked, tracing the smallest boy’s entrance with a wet finger.
The older boy shivered at the touch, trying to hold still. He grabbed onto the couch in front of him, his hands on either side of Onew.
"Kiss him," the rapper ordered, pushing only the tip of his index finger inside the singer, then pulling it back, teasing him. No matter how many times they’d done this, or how hot it would be, Minho had never taken the lead singer dry. He was just…so small. It did, however, give him the exquisite pleasure of watching the cocky boy mewl and writhe on his fingers.
Jonghyun leaned forward, sucking on Jinki's cherry glossed bottom lip until the older man whined and tried to stick his tongue into the younger singer’s mouth. Jjong pulled back, smirking, and Onew whimpered, leaning forward to lick at the younger boy’s neck, his hands gripping onto Jonghyun’s hips, just holding him. The lead singer practically purred in satisfaction before leaning down to really kiss the older boy. Jinki moaned loudly as Jonghyun slipped his tongue in, desperate for attention. The older boy sucked on the wet muscle as his hands slid higher, one moving to curl in the smaller boy’s short hair. Onew had tried to move the other higher as well, but it was captured by Minho’s hand and held to Jjong’s waist.
Satisfied that the youngest singer was distracted, the tallest boy shoved two wet fingers deep inside of him, making Jonghyun moan loudly at the sudden penetration, pain and pleasure twisting in his gut as he fought against everything holding him, caught between arching back against Minho and his exploring fingers, and pulling away from the pain into Jinki and his needy kisses. The rapper smirked as he watched the smallest man struggle. It was always a fight getting Jonghyun to bottom; he never wanted to admit he liked it. He spread his fingers wide as he continued to stretch the singer, and slipped a third in, impatient, as he gazed at Onew over the squirming boy’s shoulder. It was never a fight to get Jinki to submit. Touch him in the right place, be a bit forceful, and Onew was a whimpering mess underneath you, begging for anything you'd give him.
"Minho~ Minho, please," Jonghyun moaned, pulling the rapper out of his thoughts. "Please, I need, I need…" he trailed off, keening as Minho shifted his fingers, brushing against the older boy’s magic spot.
"What do you need, Hyung?" the younger boy whispered.
"You, please, anything," he whimpered, tossing his head back to look at the younger boy, as Jinki sucked and nipped at his exposed throat. Minho gave a dark chuckle, forcing the singer’s head back a little further, kissing him hard, as he lined himself up and shoved into the smaller boy harder than he should have, swallowing the scream Jonghyun let out.
The rapper groaned into the smaller boy’s mouth, trying to contain himself; the tight heat of the older boy’s body was almost unbearable.
Jonghyun whined into the taller boy’s mouth, his eyes squeezed tight against the pain. He could feel Onew trying to make it better, rubbing his stomach, licking at his nipples the best he could; Minho still had one of the older boy’s hands trapped against his hip. Leaning forward, the smaller singer kissed the eldest boy’s forehead in thanks, before rocking back against Minho, moaning as the taller boy shifted inside of him. Minho shivered as Jonghyun squirmed, but when he rocked back against him, giving him the green light, he didn't even try and restrain himself. He had Onew’s hand in a bruising grip, but he was using it to steady himself as he pulled out of the lead singer and thrust into him, hard, ripping a near-scream from Jonghyun.
"Easy," Onew’s deep, breathless voice was a shock of cold water to the younger two boys, but the eldest was watching Minho over the shoulder of the younger singer. The rapper frowned, shifting his grip on the panting singer. Jinki didn't usually say anything during their fun time, but the look in his eyes was different. They held the gleam of a leader, which meant Minho did something wrong. Between them, Jonghyun whined, his nails biting into the soft leather of the couch. It hurt more than he remembered. He leaned forward to place a chaste kiss on Jinki's lips, silently thanking him. Taking deep breaths, he tried to get himself under control.
"I’m sorry," Minho whispered, nuzzling into the older boy’s neck, "it's been so long; you’re so tight and hot and wonderful." His voice was strained, like it hurt him to stay still, but Jonghyun knew that he wouldn't move until he was given permission; Minho was terrified to hurt either of them. The lead singer took a deep breath and closed his eyes, breathing out slowly and leaning back against the youngest boy.
"I’m okay," he whispered, clamping around the younger man’s cock inside of him, and then relaxing again. Minho groaned deep in his throat, clutching desperately at the smaller man’s hips, but didn't move, as he kissed sloppily along the older boy’s neck.
"Minho," Jonghyun growled, reaching a shaky hand back to run through the younger boy’s short hair, "fuckin’ move." The rapper was slower this time as he moved, rocking gently into the older man, who was making soft, pleasure-filled noises as he kissed and licked at Minho's neck.
"Is that better?" Minho muttered, dragging the hand not locked with Onew’s up Jonghyun’s body, just feeling the skin exposed for him.” Do you like it better when I go slower; can you feel me better?" Jonghyun moaned as the younger boy's deep, gravelly voice practically vibrated inside of him. The rapper pulled out slowly and slid back inside just as fast, brushing deliciously against his spot every time.
"Faster, please," the singer keened, trying to move back against the tallest boy, but he couldn't, not with the iron grip on him.
"Tell me how much you love it, first," Minho hissed, nipping at the pierced earlobe.
"I’m not Jinki," Jonghyun said, running a loving hand down the older man’s face. "That dirty talk shit doesn't get me off." The eldest man nipped gently at the other singer’s fingers before licking them, looking up at the younger boys, moaning softly in the back of this throat. Minho swore as he watched Onew's display, bucking harder into Jonghyun, causing the smaller man to choke and arch back against him.
"Fuck, Minho. God, yes!" the singer cried out. The rapper chuckled, feeling a little bad, thrusting in one more time, right into the singer’s prostate, before pulling out and collapsing onto the other side of the couch, smirking as he cupped his hard on. Jonghyun shuddered on top of the older singer, gasping at the sudden, empty feeling.
"Get off of him," Minho ordered, still smirking, his hand pumping up his cock once, licking his lips, "on the other side of him, now." Jonghyun shivered, but did as he was told. Onew frowned, looking from side to side, and opened his mouth to ask a question.
"Shut up, slut," Minho ordered and Onew closed his mouth, shivering violently as his cheeks got even redder. "Jjong tells me he got you a present. Let me see it." The younger singer smirked, over the anger of being robbed a great orgasm, and pulled the older man over to him. Onew blinked innocently at him, biting his lip as his movement forced the plug inside of him to press and shift. Jonghyun smiled at Minho, and pulled the older man closer, licking into the older singer’s mouth like he owned it. Jinki moaned as the younger boy sucked gently on his tongue, licking the roof of his mouth, before pulling back to place a gentle kiss on the older man’s forehead
"Jjong, don't~" Onew whined, his head tucked under the younger man’s chin, as the lead singer slid a hand down his lace encased body, lifting his skirt up. "It's embarrassing..." Minho felt his mouth go dry and his cock twitch excitedly as the older boy’s tight, black silk panties were revealed. They weren’t what really caught the younger boy’s attention, though.
"Is that?" he started to question, but his voice died. Jonghyun smirked and ran a finger across the end of the butt plug that rested against the tight panties, before pressing his palm against it and pushing. Onew arched his back and moaned loudly as the toy inside of him moved deeper, making his insides burn again as it shifted.
“I got it for him,” the smaller man purred, pressing gentle kisses against the oldest boy’s temple as he rocked the toy in and out of him shallowly, forcing little whines and whimpers from the cross-dressed boy. “But I think we’re all enjoying it.” Minho nodded dumbly as he slid up behind the two older boys, pulling the panties to the side a bit as Jonghyun’s hands went back to holding the older boy’s skirt up, revealing the clear plug. A shiver wracked through his body as the taller boy stared at it.
“Sit up, Jjong,” he ordered, pulling Onew across the couch a little bit and raising his hips higher. The oldest boy whined in embarrassment at the position; if he looked up, Jonghyun’s cock would be right there.
“You like it, you slut,” Minho laughed, slapping the older boy’s exposed ass cheek, and Jinki just bit his lip because he did like it. Instead of looking up, the older boy turned his head to train his wet, needy gaze on the youngest boy. His hat was slightly askew, and his lip gloss was all but gone, but the corset was as tight as ever. Seeing the older man dressed up like that for him was perfect and it was hard for him to think. Minho didn’t really need to think, though, so he slapped the older man again and curled his fingers into Jinki’s hair, forcing his face forward, his lips centimeters away from Jonghyun’s hard length. Both singers whimpered. The smallest boy shivered as his hyung’s hot breath seemed to caress his cock, and Onew whined loudly and tried to pull his head forward, needing to get closer to the other singer. Pouting slightly when the grip didn’t let up, the eldest boy parted his lips and licked at any part he could reach, moaning obscenely, as if Jonghyun’s cock was the last ice pop on the hottest day of the summer.
"Oh my god," Jonghyun moaned, tossing his head back against the couch. he nearly bit through his lip when, after that wanton display, Minho forced the eldest boy’s hot, wet, mouth down the smaller boy’s length. Onew's whine of discomfort was lost in Jonghyun’s near-scream of pleasure as his cock was sucked into the back of the older boy’s throat; Jinki had never taken him that deep before. The younger singer couldn’t stop himself from threading shaking hands into the loli boy’s hair, knocking that ridiculous hat off, and keeping him where Jonghyun wanted him.
Minho smirked as he watched Jonghyun get lost in the pleasure that was their leader’s mouth. He didn’t worry too much about the smaller man’s forcefulness as the rapper trained his eyes on Jinki's perk ass; Onew-hyung was stronger than he looked. Licking his lips, the taller man grabbed the plug and pressed if forward firmly, before pulling it out all at once, ripping a muffled moan of disappointment from the older boy. Minho tossed the thing over his shoulder, eager to be where it just was. He pushed in without any warning, causing Jinki to moan around Jonghyun as he was stretched, his jaw going a little slack at the sensation. The lead singer hissed and bucked his hips a little, before dragging the older boy’s wet mouth up and, reluctantly, off his dick.
"You okay, Hyung?" Jonghyun asked, rubbing his thumb over the older man’s abused, gaping lips. Onew licked his lips, catching the thumb with his tongue and sucking on it, but his dark, glazed over eyes were focused on the other singer’s glistening cock. Minho shivered above the cross-dressed boy, groaning as he tightened around him.
"You’re such a whore," the rapper said, running his hands over the slimmed waistline of the older man, "you're a cock hungry slut. Look at you." He slid a hand down, to trace the outline of the submissive leader’s dick, trapped in the smooth panties Minho never bothered to take off, "So hard already." Jinki moaned, pushing back against the youngest man, trying to get him to move. He wasn't expecting the rapper to comply, however. So when Minho bucked into him hard, Onew fell forward, his face pressed up against Jonghyun’s sharp hip bone, the smaller man’s hot dick pressing against his cheek. He didn't have time to do anything about it, however, because Minho had a bruising grip on his lace encased waist, and as he pulled out slowly, Jinki knew from experience he was going to need something to hold onto.
"That’s right, bitch," Minho hissed, seeing the oldest boy grip onto the soft fabric on the couch cushion tightly, but he didn't move. Onew whined, turning his head to look at the youngest through his disheveled hair, trying to rock backwards, but unable to. Jonghyun, upset at the lack of attention, gripped a fistful of the leader’s hair, forcing their eyes to meet.
"Beg us," he ordered, grabbing his own erection with his other hand and rubbing it against Jinki's parted lips, smearing some of the pre-cum gathered there across the older man’s mouth, a perverted mockery of the lip gloss he was wearing. "Beg us for our cocks, you dirty slut." The older man moaned, licking at the white substance across his lips, but when he reached his tongue out to lap at the younger man’s dick, Jonghyun frowned, pulling on the eldest man’s hair. Minho chuckled as he watched the older boys. It was his turn to tease.
"Jinki~" he purred, pulling out until the head of his cock was pressing against the opening of the cross-dressed man’s entrance, "We know you want it. All you have to do is beg."
Onew nearly sobbed; they'd never teased him like this before. Caught between his two favorite things, it wasn't fair! So he whimpered, and pushed back against the tallest boy, a quiet, breathless "please" falling from his lips.
Minho shook his head, "Why don't you listen to us? Now I'm going to have to think of something else for you to do," and he made to pull away. Onew broke at that.
"No! Minho, please! Please fuck me, please, oh god," he sobbed. The younger man was back on him in a flash, hand curled painfully into the older man’s hair, knocking Jonghyun’s away.
"Call me ‘Oppa’," the rapper hissed, as with his other hand he ran the tip of his erection up and down Onew's stretched entrance. Jonghyun blinked, startled, and glanced at Minho. The younger man was being pretty ballsy, asking that. But none of this would have happened if Jonghyun hadn’t had the balls, and blind rage at the time, to force Jinki on his knees and demand he apologize all those months ago. And just like back then, the submissive leader went overboard.
"Minho-oppa! Minho-oppa, please! Please fuck me, please," he sobbed, literally shaking with want. Minho placed a kiss at the base of the older man’s neck, before letting go of his hair to grip his waist, and sliding inside Onew. The rapper’s low groan was lost under the singer’s loud keen of satisfied pleasure.
"Jinki," Minho groaned, purposely leaving off the honorific, as he tried to focus through the feeling of how hot and tight the older man was. "Jinki, you’re forgetting someone." The singer had closed his eyes as he savored being filled by Minho, who was bigger, thicker, and hotter than the toy. But when he heard his name, he cracked his eyes open, and looked up at the youngest boy.
"Minho-oppa?" he whimpered. Wasn't he done?
"You’re forgetting someone, Jinki," Minho said, tracing the singer’s swollen lips. The older boy whined, licking at the finger, before looking at Jonghyun. "Jonghyun-oppa," he breathed.
"Mhmm," Minho hummed, pulling out of the loli boy, and pushing in, slowly. "Ask Jonghyun nicely if you can suck him. Don't you want him inside you, too?"
"Jonghyun-oppa," he whimpered, blushing hard, embarrassed to have to beg even more, "pleas-Ah!" he gasped as the rapper bucked into him hard.
"Please, can I suck your cock," Minho reminded him.
"P-please, can I suck your c-cock," he stuttered, his whole body crimson with his blush.
Jonghyun was nodding before he realized he was, but that didn't really matter because as soon as his head moved, Onew was swallowing him down to the hilt like he was starved.
"Fuck!" the younger singer moaned, bucking into the willing mouth. Once again, his hand found its way into the submissive leader’s hair, while the other gripped the couch. Onew dragged the flat of his tongue across the underside of Jonghyun’s cock as he struggled not to bite down in his distraction. One would think, with how easily they went about it, that the two younger boys double teamed him like this all the time, but they'd never done this. He loved it, though. They should do this all the time.
Minho pushed in at a delicious angle, hitting Jinki right in his pleasure spot, ripping a moan from his throat. The vibrations caused Jonghyun’s eyes to roll back into his head as he hissed, bucking up into the older man’s more than willing mouth. Onew moaned again as the smaller singer's cock slid into his throat. The rapper's grip on his hips shifted, and the eldest boy knew that Minho was dying to flip him over, throw his legs wide, and fuck into him faster and deeper, robbing Jinki of his thoughts and his ability to walk straight. All he could do, though, was hold onto Onew and thrust into him as hard as he could.
Which is pretty hard, the older man thought hazily, as the slide of Minho’s thick cock in and out of him was punctuated by the sharp sound of skin slapping against skin. Onew swallowed around Jonghyun, his throat constricting around the younger boy’s cock, and that was the end for him.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" the younger singer called out, desperate as his hips moved on their own, bucking harder into that perfect throat. Biting his lower lip, Jonghyun tugged on Onew’s hair, pulling him off of his cock. Jinki whined, trying to get the younger man back in his mouth, but Jonghyun just smirked, gripping his cock and pumping furiously. He came with a stifled groan, dark eyes watching as his cum shot across the older man’s face, making him whine.
"You look pretty like this," the younger singer sighed, smearing some of the white substance across his leader’s lips. Minho growled possessively and pulled the cross-dressed boy up onto his lap.
"You filthy whore," the younger man murmured, using Jinki's hips to bounce him up and down on his cock, making the elder cry out, reaching one hand to grip at the short hair on the rapper’s head. "Look at you, wearing his cum. You love it, don't you?" Onew moaned loudly, face flushed even brighter, as the lead singer’s sperm slowly dripped down his face. The leader reached a hand down to rub at his clothed erection, still trapped beneath his satin panties. Jonghyun’s hand joined his, warm hands running up and down his throbbing, neglected hardness. It was all over for him when the younger singer ran his thumb nail along the slit at the same time Minho fucked into him hard, nailing his prostate. His internal muscles tightened increasingly as he screamed his orgasm, spilling inside his panties and skirt, probably ruining both. Minho wasn't far behind, biting Onew's neck to keep quiet as he spilled inside the leader’s body. Jonghyun gently laid Onew back down, but with Minho still inside of him, the older man had to support himself on shaky arms.
"You’re so pretty," the lead singer said dreamily, reaching to run fingers through the mess he left on Jinki's face. He traced random letters and patterns into his cheeks, bringing his cum covered fingers to the older man’s mouth to be licked clean almost desperately, as Onew panted up at him.
Jonghyun wondered what it must feel like, as he rubbed the rest of his sperm into Jinki's skin like some perverted skin lotion, to still feel Minho inside of him, even as his cum dripped out around him and down his thighs. Judging from the older man’s shuddering breaths, it was distracting to say the least. Eventually, Minho pulled out and both of them helped Onew into the bathroom where they ran a lavender scented bubble bath for the exhausted man and helped him undress. Minho stayed to watch him as Jonghyun made some chamomile tea for his throat and cleaned up their mess. He found the plug he'd gotten Onew innocently laying on the floor near the TV. Smirking suddenly, he brought it back with him into the bathroom. No better time than now to clean it.
Author Wishunew
Rating: NC-17
Pairing/Focus: Minho/Jonghyun/Onew
Summary: Playing dress up was never this much fun. also, I suck at these...
yep so this came to me around the time i found up on tumblr that Key convinced Onew to wear panties. yeah, how i got from that, to this, I'll never know. Honestly, never ever. this is dedicated to my Beta manaphasm cuz I'm corrupting her.
Disclaimer: I dont own shinee. If i did, this would happen. all the time.
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They were playing in the living room. It was probably a bad idea, but neither cared as they ground against each other. They had been home alone and bored…mostly bored. Jonghyun had come out of the shower in an oversized white t-shirt, parts of it see through and sticking to him. Onew had taken one look at him and moaned loudly, mostly fake, but Jjong still put an extra sway in his step as he made his way over to the couch.
"Like what you see?" he cooed, curling up against the older boy, stretching his bare legs out along Jinki’s clothed ones.
"No," the leader chuckled, running a hand up the smaller boy’s damp thigh, only to have it slapped away.
"Now, now, Hyung," the younger singer purred, sitting up and straddling the eldest’s legs. "You know the rules. Now, go and change."
Onew dropped his back onto the arm of the couch with a groan. "Do I have to? Mine is so awkward!"
Jonghyun raised a sharp eyebrow at him and then looked down at his single piece of clothing. "I think you'll get over it. Go change." Groaning again, the older singer pushed the younger boy off of him, getting a delicious eyeful of under the boy’s shirt before he dragged himself into the bedroom.
Jonghyun collapsed back onto the couch, trying to calm himself as his imagination ran wild with thoughts of how the older boy would look. He ran his hands gently over his clothed stomach, tracing his abs with his fingers, forcing himself not to go lower. Not yet.
Onew emerged a few minutes later, blushing bright red and not looking at the younger boy. He was dressed in bleach white knee high stockings, leaving four or five inches of exposed, honey thighs, and the best thing Jonghyun had ever seen on his hyung. Black and white, satin and lace, the loligoth maid outfit he was wearing did crazy things to the younger boy. The corset part was loose, Onew probably couldn't get it tight himself, the black silk arm warmers bunched in odd places on this forearms, and he was wearing the brightest red lipstick that had ever been invented, but it was good for a first try.
"Let me see them," the younger man’s voice was rougher than he'd planned for it to be, but Jinki just bit his lip as he blushed darker, and lifted up his skirt to show the shorter boy. Underneath the maid skirt, Onew wore a pair of black lace panties, with a crimson bow over the outline of the older boy’s cock. Standing up, Jonghyun stepped closer and gently spun the older boy around, gripping the laces of the corset and pulling it tighter, making Onew gasp.
"Who did your make up?" the younger singer teased, placing his hands on the slightly more pronounced hips of the older boy. "It's atrocious. And you forgot your hat."
"The hat is pointless," Jinki said, a little breathless due to the tightness of his top. "It's going to fall off."
"Well then, I'll be sure to play nicely until you don't need it on anymore," the shorter boy said, guiding the leader to the bathroom. "Now let me fix your make up."
~*~*~*~*~
"How did you get so good at this?" Onew asked as he gawked at himself in the mirror while Jonghyun arranged the maid hat atop his hair.
"Who do you think helps Taemin when he's getting all pretty for Key?" the younger boy said, running his fingers through the ends of Onew’s hair. "I love your hair this color."
"It's two different colors though..." the leader muttered as he was guided back into the living room.
"I know. Now sit down and close your eyes, I have a surprise for you."
Jinki blinked at Jonghyun, his dark kohl-lined eyes worried. "Are you allowed to do that?"
Jonghyun just smirked. "Close your eyes," he said again, and reluctantly the leader obeyed. Jinki flinched as something soft, cold, and plastic touched his cheek. Cracking one eye open, Jinki blushed deeply and closed it again, turning away. Jonghyun chuckled and poked the older man’s flushed cheek with the clear silicone butt plug he was holding again.
"Are you excited for your present?" he asked. Onew sputtered and pouted up at the younger boy with his red, glossed lips, and the shorter boy groaned deep in his throat and pressed the tip of the toy to his hyung’s thick lower lip.
"You should kiss it," the younger boy whispered huskily, licking his own lips as Jinki looked up at him through his eyelashes and licked across the tip of the clear toy, his hands clasped modestly on the edge of his skirt. "Good boy," Jonghyun said. Onew blushed brightly, biting his lower lip as he let himself be manhandled by his nearly naked band mate onto the couch, where he felt his legs being spread.
"Yah!" he cried, breathlessly, as he tried to keep his legs closed. "You’re not allowed to!"
Jonghyun shushed him as he pulled Onew’s black lace panties down his legs, throwing one leg over his shoulder and pushing the other off the couch.
"I'm not going to do anything," he muttered, as he grabbed for a red bottle the older boy had never seen before.
"What is that?" the loli boy asked, trying to shift to see better, only to be swatted sharply on his ass, making him hiss and pout again. "No touching," he muttered again, uselessly.
"It's a gift, be thankful," Jonghyun commanded, ignoring the older boy’s protest, licking his lips again as he stared at his hyung’s entrance. It was kind of unfair that he wouldn't get to touch him, but next time…shivering, the shorter man rested the tip of the toy against Onew's entrance, pressing in slowly. Jinki keened at the sensation of being filled, his back arching off the couch, careful to keep his head in the air to make sure his hat wasn't skewed. It was hard to breath with how tight the corset was; he was getting dizzy as the smaller boy continued to open him up with the toy.
"Almost there, Hyung," Jonghyun praised, as he watched Onew's supple body just take the toy in, like he was made to be opened up like this. "Fuck, Hyung, you’re doing so well. Good boy." Jinki whined weakly as the widest part of the plug pressed into him. He felt so fantastically full; with every breath he struggled to take in, he could feel it. He slowly laid himself back onto the couch, his head gently resting on the arm, as he closed his eyes and panted, trying to adjust to the object inside of him. Suddenly his eyes snapped open wide, a startled whimper forced from his throat as it felt like his insides were on fire.
"J-Jonghyun," he keened, his hand grabbing onto the couch tightly as his body heated up. "W-what?" The lead singer smirked as the older boy squirmed beneath him, licking his lips.
"It's fun isn't it?" he chuckled darkly, reaching down and pulling Jinki’s panties back on, stroking the older boy’s throbbing cock through the soft material. "Should I put some here, too?"
"Nonono, please," the older man begged, his body tense under the onslaught of sensations, "you can't."
"I know, I know," the shorter man grumbled, pulling the older man’s skirt down, smoothing it over the hardening bulge underneath. Licking his lips, Jonghyun looked around. He was so hard it hurt, and aside from the makeup and getting dressed, the rule was no skin on skin contact. But maybe there doesn’t need to be contact, he thought, smirking as he tugged his shirt down a little lower and grinding his hips into the loli boy beneath him, ripping a loud moan from the elder’s throat. Onew bucked up into him, shivering violently as the movement jarred the toy inside him at a delectable angle, another wave of heat flashing through him.
~*~*~*~*~
When Minho, Key, and Taemin finally made it home after a long day of schedules, the last thing they expected was the sound of ragged moans and the sight of the eldest boys dry humping on the couch. Taemin squeaked and covered his eyes, but spread his fingers to peek through them, fascinated by his leader’s outfit. Key took a deep breath as he took in the scene in his living room, before stalking into his and Taemin’s shared bedroom, and coming out with a small messenger bad. Opening it, he shoved a long, black wig at Taemin.
"Come on, we're going out," he said.
Minho didn't notice anything but what was happening on the couch. He was mesmerized by the fluid rolling of their lead singer’s hips against their beloved leader’s. Licking his lips as he entered the room, he cleared his throat, startling a surprised squeak out of the oldest boy. Jonghyun circled his hips once more, purposely, against the eldest as he leaned back, licking his lips and then letting his head fall to the side, catching Minho in a sultry, liquid fire gaze.
"You’re here," he purred. "We're all ready, like you wanted." Minho nodded, a smirk adorning his features, as he stepped closer to the boys on the couch, stripping as he moved. He slid up behind Jonghyun, running teasing hands down the older boy’s body.
"What's wrong with him?" Minho asked.
"He's enjoying his present," Jonghyun whispered into the taller boy’s ear, licking around the shell. Minho chuckled darkly, turning his head to capture the smirking lips roughly. He bit harshly at the singer’s bottom lip, before slipping his tongue inside, curling around the slick muscle already there, sucking on it. Jonghyun moaned into the kiss, leaning back against the muscular chest. His hand reached up, hovering just under the taller boy’s jaw, hesitating, unsure if the ‘no touching’ rule applied to him, too.
Minho pulled away, panting slightly, and Jonghyun could feel the hardness poking him through his thin shirt and the younger boy’s jeans. The rapper looked down at Onew, who was watching them with wet, hooded eyes. Minho reached out and stroked the eldest man’s cheek softly, and the loli boy nuzzled into it, making a soft noise of pleasure in the back of his throat.
"Aren’t you so pretty," the tallest boy whispered, to which the older boy only whimpered. Minho pulled his hand away and Jinki followed, pressing himself forward, his thick, glossy lips parting, silently asking for more attention; speech simply beyond his mental capability at that point. The rapper simply chuckled deep in his throat, but Jonghyun felt the younger boy harden against him at the display of submission, and offered his fingers to the older boy, who took them in his mouth with the smallest amount of hesitation, his already flushed face getting redder. Minho toyed with the hem of Jonghyun’s shirt with his other hand, slipping under the thin material and pressing against the smaller boy’s lower belly, startling a gasp from the singer as he was pressed back against the tallest’s hard body. Jonghyun tilted his head back to stare curiously at the rapper, who simply smirked, running his hand up higher, tracing the lines of the singer’s abs.
“You’re built like a girl, Hyung,” Minho murmured right into Jonghyun’s ear, nipping at it lightly, “so beautiful and curvy.” The rapper’s hand continued its trek upwards to the older boy’s nipples, rubbing the pads of his fingers over the sensitive nubs, as he pulled his fingers out of the band leader’s mouth. Jinki and Jonghyun whined; the eldest boy gripped Minho’s wrist, continuing to lick at the fingers like a desperate slut. The rapper chuckled darkly as Jonghyun gasped and squirmed in his grasp.
“Jinki-hyung, let go please,” he ordered gently, pulling his hand away. The oldest boy pouted, panting harshly as he tried to draw air into his constricted lungs. Blinking up at the younger boys with dark, wet eyes he licked his lips and once again parted them, silently asking to be used, abused-anything, as long as he was getting some attention. Minho smirked at this as his hand slid down the lead singer’s body to grip his thigh, fingers pressing in deep, pulling a startled moan form Jonghyun. The rapper forced the singer’s legs apart, and pushed him closer to the older boy.
"Do you want it?" Minho asked, tracing the smallest boy’s entrance with a wet finger.
The older boy shivered at the touch, trying to hold still. He grabbed onto the couch in front of him, his hands on either side of Onew.
"Kiss him," the rapper ordered, pushing only the tip of his index finger inside the singer, then pulling it back, teasing him. No matter how many times they’d done this, or how hot it would be, Minho had never taken the lead singer dry. He was just…so small. It did, however, give him the exquisite pleasure of watching the cocky boy mewl and writhe on his fingers.
Jonghyun leaned forward, sucking on Jinki's cherry glossed bottom lip until the older man whined and tried to stick his tongue into the younger singer’s mouth. Jjong pulled back, smirking, and Onew whimpered, leaning forward to lick at the younger boy’s neck, his hands gripping onto Jonghyun’s hips, just holding him. The lead singer practically purred in satisfaction before leaning down to really kiss the older boy. Jinki moaned loudly as Jonghyun slipped his tongue in, desperate for attention. The older boy sucked on the wet muscle as his hands slid higher, one moving to curl in the smaller boy’s short hair. Onew had tried to move the other higher as well, but it was captured by Minho’s hand and held to Jjong’s waist.
Satisfied that the youngest singer was distracted, the tallest boy shoved two wet fingers deep inside of him, making Jonghyun moan loudly at the sudden penetration, pain and pleasure twisting in his gut as he fought against everything holding him, caught between arching back against Minho and his exploring fingers, and pulling away from the pain into Jinki and his needy kisses. The rapper smirked as he watched the smallest man struggle. It was always a fight getting Jonghyun to bottom; he never wanted to admit he liked it. He spread his fingers wide as he continued to stretch the singer, and slipped a third in, impatient, as he gazed at Onew over the squirming boy’s shoulder. It was never a fight to get Jinki to submit. Touch him in the right place, be a bit forceful, and Onew was a whimpering mess underneath you, begging for anything you'd give him.
"Minho~ Minho, please," Jonghyun moaned, pulling the rapper out of his thoughts. "Please, I need, I need…" he trailed off, keening as Minho shifted his fingers, brushing against the older boy’s magic spot.
"What do you need, Hyung?" the younger boy whispered.
"You, please, anything," he whimpered, tossing his head back to look at the younger boy, as Jinki sucked and nipped at his exposed throat. Minho gave a dark chuckle, forcing the singer’s head back a little further, kissing him hard, as he lined himself up and shoved into the smaller boy harder than he should have, swallowing the scream Jonghyun let out.
The rapper groaned into the smaller boy’s mouth, trying to contain himself; the tight heat of the older boy’s body was almost unbearable.
Jonghyun whined into the taller boy’s mouth, his eyes squeezed tight against the pain. He could feel Onew trying to make it better, rubbing his stomach, licking at his nipples the best he could; Minho still had one of the older boy’s hands trapped against his hip. Leaning forward, the smaller singer kissed the eldest boy’s forehead in thanks, before rocking back against Minho, moaning as the taller boy shifted inside of him. Minho shivered as Jonghyun squirmed, but when he rocked back against him, giving him the green light, he didn't even try and restrain himself. He had Onew’s hand in a bruising grip, but he was using it to steady himself as he pulled out of the lead singer and thrust into him, hard, ripping a near-scream from Jonghyun.
"Easy," Onew’s deep, breathless voice was a shock of cold water to the younger two boys, but the eldest was watching Minho over the shoulder of the younger singer. The rapper frowned, shifting his grip on the panting singer. Jinki didn't usually say anything during their fun time, but the look in his eyes was different. They held the gleam of a leader, which meant Minho did something wrong. Between them, Jonghyun whined, his nails biting into the soft leather of the couch. It hurt more than he remembered. He leaned forward to place a chaste kiss on Jinki's lips, silently thanking him. Taking deep breaths, he tried to get himself under control.
"I’m sorry," Minho whispered, nuzzling into the older boy’s neck, "it's been so long; you’re so tight and hot and wonderful." His voice was strained, like it hurt him to stay still, but Jonghyun knew that he wouldn't move until he was given permission; Minho was terrified to hurt either of them. The lead singer took a deep breath and closed his eyes, breathing out slowly and leaning back against the youngest boy.
"I’m okay," he whispered, clamping around the younger man’s cock inside of him, and then relaxing again. Minho groaned deep in his throat, clutching desperately at the smaller man’s hips, but didn't move, as he kissed sloppily along the older boy’s neck.
"Minho," Jonghyun growled, reaching a shaky hand back to run through the younger boy’s short hair, "fuckin’ move." The rapper was slower this time as he moved, rocking gently into the older man, who was making soft, pleasure-filled noises as he kissed and licked at Minho's neck.
"Is that better?" Minho muttered, dragging the hand not locked with Onew’s up Jonghyun’s body, just feeling the skin exposed for him.” Do you like it better when I go slower; can you feel me better?" Jonghyun moaned as the younger boy's deep, gravelly voice practically vibrated inside of him. The rapper pulled out slowly and slid back inside just as fast, brushing deliciously against his spot every time.
"Faster, please," the singer keened, trying to move back against the tallest boy, but he couldn't, not with the iron grip on him.
"Tell me how much you love it, first," Minho hissed, nipping at the pierced earlobe.
"I’m not Jinki," Jonghyun said, running a loving hand down the older man’s face. "That dirty talk shit doesn't get me off." The eldest man nipped gently at the other singer’s fingers before licking them, looking up at the younger boys, moaning softly in the back of this throat. Minho swore as he watched Onew's display, bucking harder into Jonghyun, causing the smaller man to choke and arch back against him.
"Fuck, Minho. God, yes!" the singer cried out. The rapper chuckled, feeling a little bad, thrusting in one more time, right into the singer’s prostate, before pulling out and collapsing onto the other side of the couch, smirking as he cupped his hard on. Jonghyun shuddered on top of the older singer, gasping at the sudden, empty feeling.
"Get off of him," Minho ordered, still smirking, his hand pumping up his cock once, licking his lips, "on the other side of him, now." Jonghyun shivered, but did as he was told. Onew frowned, looking from side to side, and opened his mouth to ask a question.
"Shut up, slut," Minho ordered and Onew closed his mouth, shivering violently as his cheeks got even redder. "Jjong tells me he got you a present. Let me see it." The younger singer smirked, over the anger of being robbed a great orgasm, and pulled the older man over to him. Onew blinked innocently at him, biting his lip as his movement forced the plug inside of him to press and shift. Jonghyun smiled at Minho, and pulled the older man closer, licking into the older singer’s mouth like he owned it. Jinki moaned as the younger boy sucked gently on his tongue, licking the roof of his mouth, before pulling back to place a gentle kiss on the older man’s forehead
"Jjong, don't~" Onew whined, his head tucked under the younger man’s chin, as the lead singer slid a hand down his lace encased body, lifting his skirt up. "It's embarrassing..." Minho felt his mouth go dry and his cock twitch excitedly as the older boy’s tight, black silk panties were revealed. They weren’t what really caught the younger boy’s attention, though.
"Is that?" he started to question, but his voice died. Jonghyun smirked and ran a finger across the end of the butt plug that rested against the tight panties, before pressing his palm against it and pushing. Onew arched his back and moaned loudly as the toy inside of him moved deeper, making his insides burn again as it shifted.
“I got it for him,” the smaller man purred, pressing gentle kisses against the oldest boy’s temple as he rocked the toy in and out of him shallowly, forcing little whines and whimpers from the cross-dressed boy. “But I think we’re all enjoying it.” Minho nodded dumbly as he slid up behind the two older boys, pulling the panties to the side a bit as Jonghyun’s hands went back to holding the older boy’s skirt up, revealing the clear plug. A shiver wracked through his body as the taller boy stared at it.
“Sit up, Jjong,” he ordered, pulling Onew across the couch a little bit and raising his hips higher. The oldest boy whined in embarrassment at the position; if he looked up, Jonghyun’s cock would be right there.
“You like it, you slut,” Minho laughed, slapping the older boy’s exposed ass cheek, and Jinki just bit his lip because he did like it. Instead of looking up, the older boy turned his head to train his wet, needy gaze on the youngest boy. His hat was slightly askew, and his lip gloss was all but gone, but the corset was as tight as ever. Seeing the older man dressed up like that for him was perfect and it was hard for him to think. Minho didn’t really need to think, though, so he slapped the older man again and curled his fingers into Jinki’s hair, forcing his face forward, his lips centimeters away from Jonghyun’s hard length. Both singers whimpered. The smallest boy shivered as his hyung’s hot breath seemed to caress his cock, and Onew whined loudly and tried to pull his head forward, needing to get closer to the other singer. Pouting slightly when the grip didn’t let up, the eldest boy parted his lips and licked at any part he could reach, moaning obscenely, as if Jonghyun’s cock was the last ice pop on the hottest day of the summer.
"Oh my god," Jonghyun moaned, tossing his head back against the couch. he nearly bit through his lip when, after that wanton display, Minho forced the eldest boy’s hot, wet, mouth down the smaller boy’s length. Onew's whine of discomfort was lost in Jonghyun’s near-scream of pleasure as his cock was sucked into the back of the older boy’s throat; Jinki had never taken him that deep before. The younger singer couldn’t stop himself from threading shaking hands into the loli boy’s hair, knocking that ridiculous hat off, and keeping him where Jonghyun wanted him.
Minho smirked as he watched Jonghyun get lost in the pleasure that was their leader’s mouth. He didn’t worry too much about the smaller man’s forcefulness as the rapper trained his eyes on Jinki's perk ass; Onew-hyung was stronger than he looked. Licking his lips, the taller man grabbed the plug and pressed if forward firmly, before pulling it out all at once, ripping a muffled moan of disappointment from the older boy. Minho tossed the thing over his shoulder, eager to be where it just was. He pushed in without any warning, causing Jinki to moan around Jonghyun as he was stretched, his jaw going a little slack at the sensation. The lead singer hissed and bucked his hips a little, before dragging the older boy’s wet mouth up and, reluctantly, off his dick.
"You okay, Hyung?" Jonghyun asked, rubbing his thumb over the older man’s abused, gaping lips. Onew licked his lips, catching the thumb with his tongue and sucking on it, but his dark, glazed over eyes were focused on the other singer’s glistening cock. Minho shivered above the cross-dressed boy, groaning as he tightened around him.
"You’re such a whore," the rapper said, running his hands over the slimmed waistline of the older man, "you're a cock hungry slut. Look at you." He slid a hand down, to trace the outline of the submissive leader’s dick, trapped in the smooth panties Minho never bothered to take off, "So hard already." Jinki moaned, pushing back against the youngest man, trying to get him to move. He wasn't expecting the rapper to comply, however. So when Minho bucked into him hard, Onew fell forward, his face pressed up against Jonghyun’s sharp hip bone, the smaller man’s hot dick pressing against his cheek. He didn't have time to do anything about it, however, because Minho had a bruising grip on his lace encased waist, and as he pulled out slowly, Jinki knew from experience he was going to need something to hold onto.
"That’s right, bitch," Minho hissed, seeing the oldest boy grip onto the soft fabric on the couch cushion tightly, but he didn't move. Onew whined, turning his head to look at the youngest through his disheveled hair, trying to rock backwards, but unable to. Jonghyun, upset at the lack of attention, gripped a fistful of the leader’s hair, forcing their eyes to meet.
"Beg us," he ordered, grabbing his own erection with his other hand and rubbing it against Jinki's parted lips, smearing some of the pre-cum gathered there across the older man’s mouth, a perverted mockery of the lip gloss he was wearing. "Beg us for our cocks, you dirty slut." The older man moaned, licking at the white substance across his lips, but when he reached his tongue out to lap at the younger man’s dick, Jonghyun frowned, pulling on the eldest man’s hair. Minho chuckled as he watched the older boys. It was his turn to tease.
"Jinki~" he purred, pulling out until the head of his cock was pressing against the opening of the cross-dressed man’s entrance, "We know you want it. All you have to do is beg."
Onew nearly sobbed; they'd never teased him like this before. Caught between his two favorite things, it wasn't fair! So he whimpered, and pushed back against the tallest boy, a quiet, breathless "please" falling from his lips.
Minho shook his head, "Why don't you listen to us? Now I'm going to have to think of something else for you to do," and he made to pull away. Onew broke at that.
"No! Minho, please! Please fuck me, please, oh god," he sobbed. The younger man was back on him in a flash, hand curled painfully into the older man’s hair, knocking Jonghyun’s away.
"Call me ‘Oppa’," the rapper hissed, as with his other hand he ran the tip of his erection up and down Onew's stretched entrance. Jonghyun blinked, startled, and glanced at Minho. The younger man was being pretty ballsy, asking that. But none of this would have happened if Jonghyun hadn’t had the balls, and blind rage at the time, to force Jinki on his knees and demand he apologize all those months ago. And just like back then, the submissive leader went overboard.
"Minho-oppa! Minho-oppa, please! Please fuck me, please," he sobbed, literally shaking with want. Minho placed a kiss at the base of the older man’s neck, before letting go of his hair to grip his waist, and sliding inside Onew. The rapper’s low groan was lost under the singer’s loud keen of satisfied pleasure.
"Jinki," Minho groaned, purposely leaving off the honorific, as he tried to focus through the feeling of how hot and tight the older man was. "Jinki, you’re forgetting someone." The singer had closed his eyes as he savored being filled by Minho, who was bigger, thicker, and hotter than the toy. But when he heard his name, he cracked his eyes open, and looked up at the youngest boy.
"Minho-oppa?" he whimpered. Wasn't he done?
"You’re forgetting someone, Jinki," Minho said, tracing the singer’s swollen lips. The older boy whined, licking at the finger, before looking at Jonghyun. "Jonghyun-oppa," he breathed.
"Mhmm," Minho hummed, pulling out of the loli boy, and pushing in, slowly. "Ask Jonghyun nicely if you can suck him. Don't you want him inside you, too?"
"Jonghyun-oppa," he whimpered, blushing hard, embarrassed to have to beg even more, "pleas-Ah!" he gasped as the rapper bucked into him hard.
"Please, can I suck your cock," Minho reminded him.
"P-please, can I suck your c-cock," he stuttered, his whole body crimson with his blush.
Jonghyun was nodding before he realized he was, but that didn't really matter because as soon as his head moved, Onew was swallowing him down to the hilt like he was starved.
"Fuck!" the younger singer moaned, bucking into the willing mouth. Once again, his hand found its way into the submissive leader’s hair, while the other gripped the couch. Onew dragged the flat of his tongue across the underside of Jonghyun’s cock as he struggled not to bite down in his distraction. One would think, with how easily they went about it, that the two younger boys double teamed him like this all the time, but they'd never done this. He loved it, though. They should do this all the time.
Minho pushed in at a delicious angle, hitting Jinki right in his pleasure spot, ripping a moan from his throat. The vibrations caused Jonghyun’s eyes to roll back into his head as he hissed, bucking up into the older man’s more than willing mouth. Onew moaned again as the smaller singer's cock slid into his throat. The rapper's grip on his hips shifted, and the eldest boy knew that Minho was dying to flip him over, throw his legs wide, and fuck into him faster and deeper, robbing Jinki of his thoughts and his ability to walk straight. All he could do, though, was hold onto Onew and thrust into him as hard as he could.
Which is pretty hard, the older man thought hazily, as the slide of Minho’s thick cock in and out of him was punctuated by the sharp sound of skin slapping against skin. Onew swallowed around Jonghyun, his throat constricting around the younger boy’s cock, and that was the end for him.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" the younger singer called out, desperate as his hips moved on their own, bucking harder into that perfect throat. Biting his lower lip, Jonghyun tugged on Onew’s hair, pulling him off of his cock. Jinki whined, trying to get the younger man back in his mouth, but Jonghyun just smirked, gripping his cock and pumping furiously. He came with a stifled groan, dark eyes watching as his cum shot across the older man’s face, making him whine.
"You look pretty like this," the younger singer sighed, smearing some of the white substance across his leader’s lips. Minho growled possessively and pulled the cross-dressed boy up onto his lap.
"You filthy whore," the younger man murmured, using Jinki's hips to bounce him up and down on his cock, making the elder cry out, reaching one hand to grip at the short hair on the rapper’s head. "Look at you, wearing his cum. You love it, don't you?" Onew moaned loudly, face flushed even brighter, as the lead singer’s sperm slowly dripped down his face. The leader reached a hand down to rub at his clothed erection, still trapped beneath his satin panties. Jonghyun’s hand joined his, warm hands running up and down his throbbing, neglected hardness. It was all over for him when the younger singer ran his thumb nail along the slit at the same time Minho fucked into him hard, nailing his prostate. His internal muscles tightened increasingly as he screamed his orgasm, spilling inside his panties and skirt, probably ruining both. Minho wasn't far behind, biting Onew's neck to keep quiet as he spilled inside the leader’s body. Jonghyun gently laid Onew back down, but with Minho still inside of him, the older man had to support himself on shaky arms.
"You’re so pretty," the lead singer said dreamily, reaching to run fingers through the mess he left on Jinki's face. He traced random letters and patterns into his cheeks, bringing his cum covered fingers to the older man’s mouth to be licked clean almost desperately, as Onew panted up at him.
Jonghyun wondered what it must feel like, as he rubbed the rest of his sperm into Jinki's skin like some perverted skin lotion, to still feel Minho inside of him, even as his cum dripped out around him and down his thighs. Judging from the older man’s shuddering breaths, it was distracting to say the least. Eventually, Minho pulled out and both of them helped Onew into the bathroom where they ran a lavender scented bubble bath for the exhausted man and helped him undress. Minho stayed to watch him as Jonghyun made some chamomile tea for his throat and cleaned up their mess. He found the plug he'd gotten Onew innocently laying on the floor near the TV. Smirking suddenly, he brought it back with him into the bathroom. No better time than now to clean it.