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it started as a joke at a party once, jeno head locked you and noogied ur head bc you were both drunk and stupid. jaehyun watched with quiet amusement, making note of how your cheeks flushed harder when jeno’s bicep flexed around your neck slightly harder.
jeno hears a not quiet inhale from you thinking you needed air. but when he looks down your eyes are on his, dazed and dilated, your nose pressed against the sinew of the muscle at his arm. it should be gross, really. but he smelled so nice, and he was so strong.
the party is loud, and no one is really paying attention to you both, save for jaehyun and jaemin in the side, both of them nursing a beer each with their eyes locked in at the scene in front of them.
jeno raises a brow, glancing down at your face and then his arm before he experimentally squeezes tighter once. you let out a hushed gasp, your hands coming up to now grip at his arm, not telling him to stop. but quietly telling him to do more.
it unfortunately doesn’t go much further there, when haechan comes barreling into the living room of the house party declaring that it was time for rage cage, and jeno wanted to play. he pulls away carefully, his eyes locked on your face before he smiles a little and heads towards the table set up.
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fast forward to the present, and speaking of presents, this certainly felt a huge one. jaehyun was a friend of a friend from school, both of you still living near the college you graduated from even though you were working adult jobs now. jaehyun was a banker and you had a secretary job, and the building that you worked at was in the same plaza as jaehyun’s bank.
you had found out that he was working nearby when you literally bump into each other outside a coffee shop. his eyes rounded at first when spotting you. from there, he had brought you as a plus one to some parties he still attended with his friends and friends of friends that were still studying. and after one of said parties, the two of you hooked up, but agreed that it was a mutual benefit for friendship and sex when you had the time.
jaemin clears his throat and a fist comes up to his mouth so that he can brush his throat with his knuckles, his shoulders practically pushing through the white muscle tee he has on. jeno’s tank top is black, and there’s another silver of skin on his chest that’s exposed- his hands are in his front pockets, his eyes darting between the two men and you once. jaehyun crosses his arms over his chest, the denim vest he had on shifting a little as he smiles wider and he tilts his head at you curiously. “did you catch any of what i said, y/n?”
you shake your head, unashamed but a little embarrassed when the three of them laugh from how dazed you already looked. you're sitting cross-legged on jaehyun’s couch, hands pressed against the material of your shorts.
jaehyun starts again, his eyes crinkled, “i said happy birthday, and that you can tell us what you want.”
you blink a couple times, glancing between the three while your mouth hangs open. “uh.. in terms of?”
jaemin rolls his eyes and drapes an arm across the back of jaehyun’s shoulders, his hand grazing jeno’s back. “remember that party a month back?”
you nod once and feel your face get hotter, you didn’t think anyone would remember that. but you were also pretty plastered when you shoved your face into jeno’s bicep at the house party.
jaehyun uncrosses his arms, and you absentmindedly note that it was a little silly that the three of them were standing together like that when you were sitting down, kind of like a start to a bad porn video.
jaehyun comes closer then, crouching a little so that his face was level with yours. he’s smirking now, an eyebrow raised as he continues, “we all remember the party, y/n. i mean you can imagine how hard it’s been for jeno to hold out this long, but he’s here with us now.” you glance over at jeno in surprise, he was waiting for this? , and his eyes widen almost comically as your eyes meet - he looks away, his cheeks flushing before he speaks up, “i um..the thing you did with my arm. i.. keep thinking about it.”
your jaw drops, probably for the 3rd time that evening already, before you lean back against the couch to distance your face from jaehyun’s. “and so… what are we doing here then?” you tilt your head in response, your heart thrumming in your chest as jaehyun grins almost wickedly.
he follows suit, his arms caging you in as his face turns so that his lips are near your ear. “whatever you want us to be doing here, babe.” he brings a hand from the couch to lightly touch your waist, the feeling familiar as you had just seen him earlier in the week for the usual hangout and other activities. his fingers twist gently into your shirt, and you glance back and forth between jaemin and jeno, the two of them almost like two sides to the same coin, the same but the opposite.
jaemin was in a quiet reverence almost, his eyes shining as he watched on and jeno’s mouth was pressed shut, his hands seeming to twitch in his pockets. you reach up to wrap your arms around jaehyun’s shoulders, leaning forward to rest your chin on the side of his neck. he hums quietly, waiting patiently for you to reply. “i want to kiss you. all of you.”
everyone in the room lets out a breath you didn’t know they were holding, jaehyun almost gripping you at the admission. jaemin and jeno’s eyes were now locked on your face, their mouths a little open before jeno smiles a little, an incredulous look in his eyes.
“oh wow. jaehyun.. you were right…’ jeno starts, his body moving closer like he was an opposing magnet and jaemin continues, following shortly behind, ‘she is a little freaky.”
you make a noise in your throat, turning your head to look at the side of jaehyun’s face as he lets out a breathless laugh, his face scrunching cutely as he shrugs once. “sorry, we talked about this more than once. i can be..’ he trails off, his eyes looking over your face before he leans into your space even more, his lips now brushing yours, ‘descriptive.”
at that, you tilt your head forward, jaehyun’s lips slotting against yours comfortably as you both let out a groan. his hands are now fully on your ass, pulling you closer to him as he kneels onto the floor to prevent his neck from cramping up. you follow the motion since your lips are still connected, one of your hands sliding into the back of his head to gently card and tug at the hair there. as you continue to make out with jaehyun, you feel the couch shift next to you on both sides, your eyes are shut but you hear the rustle of the pillows being moved around.
you pull back after a few seconds, chest rising and falling quickly as jaehyun leans back on his haunches, his knees still connected to the wood floor below him. as you lean back into the couch, jaemin and jeno crowd closer, their gazes locked in on your face as you look between them.
you see jaehyun grin almost wolfishly, his head tilting again before he speaks. “i think they’re waiting for permission, y/n.”
you look at jaehyun, not surprised but your brows raise at the statement. you take a look at jaemin and notice that the usual confident demeanor was whittled down, his back also against the couch as his hands are in his lap, waiting. you then look at jeno and see that his energy had changed and that he was now looking more confident and sure, his chest facing towards you with one of his knees bent on top of the couch.
assessing your options, you reach out with a hand, one lands on top of jaemin’s hand on his leg and he flips his hand so that your fingers interlock. your other hand goes to rest on jeno’s bicep and you feel the muscle flex under your touch. “jaemin, kiss me first. jeno and jaehyun, you can touch.”
as if on cue (which they were, you gave them the go ahead) jaemin twists closer, his free hand coming up to cup your face. you tilt your head quickly and pull back a little, a glint in your eye. “ah, i said you can kiss me first jaemin. who said you could touch?” you squeeze his hand in yours, almost as if saying that this is okay though, this is nice and jaemin whimpers the sound high in his throat.
jaemin licks his lips, his breath quivering, “y/n… please-”. you lean closer then, only keeping the touch between you and jaemin in your interlocked hand and where your lips were now meeting, your head tilting to get a better angle from the position on the couch. just then, you can feel other sets of hands on your body, jaehyun’s palms are skirting across your thighs, gently kneading the skin there and jeno’s hands were on your waist, his chest now pressing into your back from behind.
you feel jeno’s breath on your ear, ragged as he slides his hands up to palm at your chest on top through your shirt. his fingers catching on something as he lets out a groan, which makes jaemin pull away for a moment and jaehyun look up in question. jeno looks between them once before gripping at your chest again, almost pulling you to his own chest as he says through semi-gritted teeth. “guys… she isn’t wearing a bra under here.”
jaehyun rolls his eyes since he knew that already, you didn’t really wear anything too extra if you were trying to be comfortable. but jaemin makes a weird noise, almost a gurgle, which would have been gross if you didn’t see his face flush harder as he crowds up against you again to kiss you.
you open your mouth slowly, jaemin moaning gratefully into the kiss as your tongues slide against each other. he gently nips at your bottom lip as he pulls back to take in a breath and you soothe the feeling by sucking in your bottom lip into your mouth. jaemin comes closer to press his lips to your neck and you crane it so that he has space, jeno moves accordingly, his fingers palming at your chest and stomach through your shirt. one of his hands slides underneath to fully cup a breast, his index flicking gently at a nub.
you let out a gasped moan at the feeling and everyone comes closer at the sound, jaehyun now rubbing his hands closer and closer to your crotch over your shorts as his head is tilted back, mostly watching the other two. you feel a little dazed and you look towards where jeno’s head is hovering close to jaemin’s. jeno’s brow was pulled tightly as he focuses on touching you where it seems like you feel best, the little breaths coming out of your mouth an indicator. and jaemin is mouthing and kissing along your neck and collar bone, his eyes flicking up once to meet jeno’s.
you feel a moment of clarity and suddenly smile, wondering suddenly that this is must what jaehyun felt when he brought all of you together. jaehyun makes a face towards you in question, but it seems like he catches on fast when you say quietly into the air, “jaemin. jeno. you two kiss. jaemin,’ he looks at you, his brows raising quickly as he squeezes your hand, ‘you can touch me now. jaehyun,’ he grins wider, confident and charming, “use your mouth for something good, you know what i like.”
at that, it feels almost like you really could be in an adult video of some kind. the way jaemin and jeno come together over your shoulder, their hands on you while their mouths connect. you can hear them make noises in their throats at the slide of their lips on each other, the sound near your ear and loud in the best way possible. you readjust and lay your back onto the couch, jaemin and jeno now kissing in front of your chest, their hands now trailing from your chest your shoulders and stomach almost absentmindedly. your legs spread a little bit as jaehyun comes closer, a hand tapping your hip as he says simply, “off, please”, and you lift your butt off the couch, your shorts and underwear getting pulled away quickly.
jeno gasps against jaemin’s mouth at suddenly feeling the softness of your thighs against one of his hands, jaemin looking down and whistling lowly at the sight. you make a face, still a little shy, but jaemin rests his hand on your stomach under your shirt, reassuring. and jeno rubs at one of your thighs gently, smiling at you with his bangs hanging in his face. you look between the two, a little more dazed than usual since they were soft and kind, only barely registering that jaehyun has lifted one of your legs to hang it over his shoulder.
you let out a sudden moan, the two younger men on the couch jolting a little at the sound before they look down, and you swear you can hear them gulp comically in their throat. but your eyes shut and your head tilts back against the couch when jaehyun thumbs your folds apart and starts licking, just how you usually start your sessions.
one of your hands comes up so that you can bite at the back of it, short aborted grunts and mewls leaving your lips as jaehyun goes in on you, the warm muscle slipping over your entrance a few times, the damn tease. jaemin comes closer to you, his breath tickling your neck as he asks quickly with a shaky exhale, “y/n.. can we take your shirt off?” your eyes open and you move your hand away to look at him, his hair a little mussed from where jeno probably pushed it around. and jeno is looking at you in a similar way, a bit dazed but eyes focused. jaehyun, is occupied.
you nod a couple times, raising your arms as jeno and jaemin slide the material off of your upper half. the two of them sigh at seeing your now exposed chest, and you spot jaehyun glance up at you appreciatively with a particularly languid swipe against your clit. your legs open wider, the one on his shoulder falling off and you can feel the burn in your cheeks move down to your chest at how jaemin and jeno stare, their hands now frozen almost in front of them after taking your shirt off.
you lean back a little more, your arms coming up to wrap one around jaemin’s back and the other around jeno’s back. you think deliriously that “its so hot that everyone around me is so big” and realize when jeno lets out a choked noise that you had said that out loud. jaemin laughs, loud and unreserved, and you feel jaehyun chuckle against your thigh as he pulls away a little, his chin shining from his spit and other fluids.
“you think we’re hot? what an honor.” jaehyun says, still someone snarky despite having been busy with eating you out for at least a minute.
“dude, you’re hot.” jeno breathes out, and its your turn to laugh.
“did you just call me dude while im butt naked on this couch?” you snort laugh, your hand curling against one of jeno’s shoulders before jaemin is in your space again, not really caring that his hair was sticking in weird directions.
“why, do you want to be called something else?” jaemin starts, one of his hands now moving up your thigh and across your stomach, the laughter dissipating any lingering nervousness that was in him.
you squeak as jaemin’s hand comes up, up, up, now to gently clasp around the hollow of your throat, the promise of it making your skin buzz.
“i… uh…” your mouth hangs open at the feeling of the fingers lightly squeezing, jaemin giddy at the response. jeno watches curiously, leaning a little away to watch your face before you suddenly let out a gasp of jaehyun’s name. while you were distracted he ducked his head down again, his tongue fucking into your entrance a few times to open you up.
jeno’s eyes alight at the sound and he comes closer as well, his hand laying on top of jaemin’s as his gaze now meets yours. “y/n.. is this okay?” you nod quickly, biting on your bottom lip before a shaky breath leaving your mouth.
“yes, this is more than okay, holy fuck-” you blabber, the sentence getting cut off again as you feel jaehyun slide a finger into your along his tongue, the digit now carefully pressing inside over and over.
jaemin moves his free hand to play with one of your breasts, the feeling doubled when jeno rests his hand on top of your stomach to mirror what jaemin did earlier, just grounding you to the couch. you swallow thickly, your eyes starting to water in frustration before you grit out a quick, “can you choke me a little, please-”
jaemin smiles widely, his eyes turning to crescents as he fucking coos, “there we go, good girl”, and he squeezes carefully on your throat. jeno’s eyes darken as you gasp out a moan at the name, his palm pressing solidly onto your stomach to keep you from moving.
jaehyun adds another finger into you, the sounds of your gasps coming out more ragged as his fingertips hook on the spot inside of you that makes you clench around him. he moves his mouth so that he can lap languidly at your clit, the tip of his tongue catching on the hood and making you shake.
jeno moves to meet your gaze, his eyes hooded in want before he almost whispers, “can i kiss you, y/n?”
you nod, the pressure on your throat releasing a little as jeno removes his hand from it so that he can cup your jaw, his lips suddenly on yours as you moan into the kiss. his lips were plush and eager, the feeling of him sliding against you making you realize that he wasn’t shy earlier, he was holding back. jeno groans into the kiss, his teeth biting into your bottom lip to make you open up, and he slides his tongue against yours greedily, his hand that was on your stomach going down to grip at your thigh. jaemin keeps his hand on your throat, the pressure increasing and suddenly releasing as he listens to the sounds leave you before he smiles to himself and ducks his head down to lap at one of your nipples, marveling in the reaction even though you were being kissed and eaten out simultaneously.
jaehyun adds a third finger and you feel your thighs shake at the stretch and you swear you can feel the wetness grow under your ass on the couch, the squelching obscene. jeno slides his hand away from your jaw into the hair at the back of your neck and he moves his head away to break the kiss. jeno’s eyes meet yours and you nod, already wanting whatever he was going to give you. he clutches the hair at the back of your head and pulls once, hard. you moan out his name loudly, the sound spurring everyone to press closer to you.
you were supposed to be giving direction, but you were much too gone to do anything useful, the feeling of them surrounding you really making your head reel. jaemin pulls his hand away from your throat carefully so that jeno is able to readjust so that he could wrap his arm around your neck gently, the headlock position reminding you of what started this in the first place.
“oh-” you gasp out, the sudden headiness of the scent of jeno’s deodorant hitting your nose and your nostrils flare. jaemin giggles and he scoots away to join jaehyun on the floor, his head leaning against your thigh before jaehyun slides away, his fingers still languidly pumping in and out of you.
“you wanna try?” jaehyun murmurs against jaemin’s ear, and the latter shudders but nods, his fingers immediately replacing jaehyun’s and you tilt your hips forward to give him a better angle. his fingers are thinner but about the same length, which allows him to tuck in his pinky alongside his other fingers as he pumps them in and out of you.
you curse at the feeling of jaemin’s fingers curling into you, the curve of them hooking up into the right place and you feel a pressure build inside of your gut. jaehyun moves to sit where jaemin was, one of his hands moving to pinch and flick at one of your nipples again, the skin starting to feel sore there.
you gasp out as jeno suddenly tightens his bicep around you, the headlock effectively choking you from the muscle pressed against your throat. your hands scramble, one of them landing on jeno’s crotch and the other on jaehyun’s chest. jeno lets out an almost wounded moan, his hips canting forward once at your touch through his pants. jaehyun is panting, his hand moving away from your chest to his own tenting jeans as he palms at himself. “fuck.. y/n, you’re so hot.” jaehyun murmurs, mostly to himself, but jaemin and jeno let out noises in agreement.
jaemin smirks as he moves faster to egg you on. jeno glances down, moving his arm so that your face is just gently pressed against his armpit as he whistles, assessing the damage before he looks at jaehyun. “man, i think you’ll need a new couch.”
you make a noise in your throat as jaehyun laughs loudly, his hand smacking against your thigh once before he breathes out. “nah, i wanna keep it. as a souvenir.” he slaps your thigh again, with intention, and you’re encased in the scent of jeno’s deodorant and cologne, jaemin four-fingers deep inside of you, jaehyun pushing all the right buttons from experience, and you’re coming. the moan ripping from your throat as you release, the liquid spilling up and over jaemin’s hand as he gasps quietly and jeno watches, his eyes wide. jaehyun hums to himself, almost giddy as you come down from your orgasm, your chest heaving from the buildup.
“holy shit…” jeno breathes out, his voice quivering.
“jesus, that was hot.” jaemin pulls his hand away from you carefully, bringing his hand to his mouth to clean his fingers without much of a second thought.
jaehyun grins, his head coming closer to tilt his forehead against your temple as jeno pulls away carefully, his arm now wrapping around your waist as he slumps closer to you.
“told you, she can squirt sometimes.” jaehyun says simply, his shoulders shrugging as your face gets redder still.
you make a face, sweat now on the sides of your face, which gets smeared around as jaehyun then kisses your cheek and jeno comes closer to press a kiss to your forehead. jaemin comes closer and kisses your stomach, his face too cute-looking to be that close to your naked body.
jaehyun kisses your temple before he glances around towards the other two, their eyes meeting each other silently.
“alrighty, aftercare time.” jaehyun states, his arms moving to scoop you up into them. you let out a noise at the sudden move, but jeno and jaemin are near you in a moment, their hands sliding along your leg and shoulder.
“can we cuddle?” jaemin says, his eyes shining as they meet yours and you nod towards him.
“happy birthday, y/n. that was a lot of fun..” jeno says quietly, his smile warm and his fingers pressing into your thigh.
jaehyun smiles and starts walking towards his bedroom, the other two trailing as he squeezes you lightly and presses a kiss to your cheek, a glint in his eye as his gaze meets yours.
“you know who’s birthday is next, right, y/n?” jaehyun almost giggles as he places you in the middle of the bed, the other two coming up next to you to crowd you in.
you wrap each arm around jeno and jaemin, your hands playing with their hair as you rub at their scalps absentmindedly. your eyes narrow as you look at jaehyun though, your head turning to the side a bit.
“whose..?” you reply and jeno hides his face in your neck and jaemin leans his head against your shoulder.
jaehyun pauses for a second, his grin widening as he reaches up to rest a hand on jeno’s shoulder.
“sir jeno right over here.” jaehyun makes a face as he meets jeno’s gaze and jeno whines quietly in his throat, his head tilting so he could look up at you.
“why are you looking at me like that?” you ask jeno, and he moves a hand to press it against your waist as he bites at his bottom lip.
jaemin leans closer, his hand going to pat jeno’s head once. “he wanted to ask if you could ‘hang out’ with him for his birthday.”
jeno makes a noise in protest, his cheeks flushing darker as jaehyun and jaemin laugh, not unkind. “i… well i know you and jaehyun have this thing, so i was going to ask you alone on a date-”
“yes, a date would be fun, jeno..” you reply easily, your heart swooping at how his mouth hangs open at your reply.
jeno looks at jaehyun and the latter raises his hands up defensively. “i told you it was a casual thing! we get tested, we’re safe. she gets a say in what she wants to do-” jaehyun says, a smile in his voice.
jaemin whoops at your side, one of his hands clapping on jeno’s shoulder in congrats. “you have it there, jeno! a kiss to seal the deal!!” jaemin laughs and pulls jeno closer to you, his forehead pressing to yours.
jeno meets your gaze, his breath almost suspended in mid-air as he waits a moment, and then another. you nod once, a smile on your lips as you press them to his, a sigh leaving his mouth as jaemin and jaehyun clap annoyingly in the background.
it isn’t beyond you that jeno presses closer and his smile grows wider as you deepen the kiss for a moment, your body warm and spent as you bask in the energy that surrounds you. the scent of jeno, jaehyun, and jaemin filling the room and eventually what you fall asleep to later that night.