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In a world where monsters exist, things are never so easy to plan, let alone achieve.

The wish to pamper their maknae as promised was brutally destroyed when a round of alarmed yells wanted to know the whereabouts of the Team Leader. That Team Leader, who was hiding in a fairly lit room aching to kiss his dongsaengs silly. The lingering, not yet daring touches and the low whispers ceased right there. Lee Soo Hyuk was sighing with his head hanging, while Choi Jung Soo was groaning with eyes shut tight. Only Kim Rok Soo gained his composure back with the commotion, painting his flushing face anew as if it was never present.

He looked at the two mourning men. He cleared his throat; it was itchy for some reason. He got the attention he needed with that, regardless.

“It has to be something important if they are running around yelling for you like headless chickens.”

Lee Soo Hyuk and Choi Jung Soo looked at him for a few seconds before they looked at each other with the same, unreadable gaze. When they looked back at Kim Rok Soo their eyes flashed with something that Kim Rok Soo himself could not decipher but only feel a shiver run down on his spine. That is very much why he was pleased that one of their teammates decided to yell for Lee Soo Hyuk once again, but now the sound came from somewhere much closer, thus choking the words of the other two back into their throat.

Admitting defeat and sighing as he did so, Lee Soo Hyuk was the first who gave in. He moved away from his dongsaengs to reach for the door. He was a Team Leader after all, responsibilities came first.

He looked back at the two before nudging his head towards the door.

“Let’s go.”

All that running and yelling weren’t just for the show.

There was a sudden attack, a monster ambush. Emergency need for a rescue and a task force was not surprising.

In the end all the three of them were dragged into it. Lee Soo Hyuk’s position as a leader was obvious, Kim Rok Soo came as the head strategist, and Choi Jung Soo as support. The rest of the rescuers were assigned by Lee Soo Hyuk after Kim Rok Soo’s analysis.

Said rescue took almost three days to get back from, leaving everyone exhausted from exertion and stress. A few people died before the team arrived and transporting the bodies back was rather difficult with the hellish conditions, but they managed. They left the place behind with dead monsters scattered around and a few people injured from the fight. No one died from the team. Kim Rok Soo was relieved.

Immediately after getting back, the people who were not wanted for check-up or didn’t have to report back either, hurried to leave, and catch up with the sleep they missed out on. That’s what Kim Rok Soo wanted to do as well but remained in the shared canteen with a small cup of coffee, nevertheless.

It tasted bad; the recycled paper cup was already sweeping in for a wacky after-taste. But it kept him more awake than he would be without it. He was waiting for Choi Jung Soo or Lee Soo Hyuk, whichever gets here first. Once they arrived back and before they got separated, they told him to wait for a bit. They didn’t step down even when the displeasure on Kim Rok Soo’s face was apparent instead of his stoic expression.

Thus, he waited in an empty canteen with a not so empty paper cup and lift music playing in his mind out of boredom.

Said cup was almost dropped onto the floor in fright as a hot breath ghosted over Kim Rok Soo’s skin behind his ear. Before he could turn around a press of lips joined the sensation on the revealed spot above his turtleneck too. His body went rigid, but the person behind him began to speak with hands clasping his shoulders with a gentle squeeze.

“Did you wait long?”

Like the last piece to a puzzle, things slotted together in Kim Rok Soo’s mind.

“What are you doing, Team Leader-nim?”

He turned around mid-question with an arched brow to look up at Lee Soo Hyuk. He had a small smile on his face. He looked like he definitely knew the reaction he would get out of his dongsaeng by doing this.

“Why are you like this? Jung Soo calls me hyung, so why can’t you?”

Lee Soo Hyuk’s expression changed to something more mischievous as he asked the forever repeated question to divert his attention. He must have learned it from Choi Jung Soo.

When he got no reaction to the teasing the Team Leader simply sighed and stepped back to make space to let his dongsaeng stand from the chair. Even then, that sigh sounded more amused than disappointed. So, Kim Rok Soo could easily ask his own diverting question in return.

“Where is Choi Jung Soo?”

Right after the question he turns to the door of the canteen, moving to leave, knowing Lee Soo Hyuk will follow him.

The answer followed easily, but still made Kim Rok Soo stop in his track absurdly.

“He is at the infirmary.”

Kim Rok Soo turned around, once again to look back up at his Team Leader. When he searched, he found no distress on his face, while he tried to keep his own expression in check.

“What do you mean he is at the infirmary? He didn’t look injured the last time I saw him.”

Waiting for the answer made Kim Rok Soo a bit anxious. Lee Soo Hyuk didn’t reply immediately as he usually would, he just watched him with hands crossed over his chest, head tilted.

To his dismay, after a few more seconds his dear Team Leader only stifled a laugh behind his hand before speaking up.

“Jung Soo would be over the moon if he knew you were openly worried about him.”

He then started to walk again. He passed by Kim Rok Soo, ruffled his hair then continued.

“He is only visiting one of his friends from the team. They are the one who got hurt. I met him before coming here, he said he will catch up with us soon.”

After seconds of consideration Kim Rok Soo hummed and began to follow along with Lee Soo Hyuk, who was still watching him. Nothing bad happened then. Good.

“I see.”

Front of him Lee Soo Hyuk scoffed and with his pointing finger he lightly jabbed towards his dongsaeng. He waited for him until he was next to him to walk side by side.

“Look at you, playing nonchalant now. I should mention it to Jung Soo for sure, he would not believe his ears and hold it above your head for a while.”

Kim Rok Soo nodded and spoke his mind.

“That’s correct, Team Leader-nim. Exactly that’s why you will not tell him.”

That piqued Lee Soo Hyuk’s interest. Was his dongsaeng threatening him? With curiosity clear in his voice, he asked.

“And why is that, dear dongsaeng?”

“He would really not believe you.”

…

Lee Soo Hyuk could not argue with that reasoning.

His dumbfounded expression melted away with a small laugh as he looked at Kim Rok Soo by his side, who was looking forward, but his lips curled into a small smile. Lee Soo Hyuk clapped him on the back, making him stumble a bit, and let his heart sway with affection.

“What do you say about a shower, it has been days after all. Do you think we have to wait in line for our turn, again?”

“Team Leader-nim, it’s in the middle of the day. No one will be there.”

He just can’t win, alright? He sighed and with a fond smile he pushed Kim Rok Soo towards the way to the communal bathroom.

Even in the bathroom, Kim Rok Soo is caught off guard once again. Even if Lee Soo Hyuk did tell him that Choi Jung Soo will catch up soon. Even after all that, when he feels someone press close to him and press soft kisses to his bare and scarred back, shoulders and nape Kim Rok Soo feels his heart drop lower with every soft contact of a skin. This time around though, he feels a shiver run down on his spine and goosebumps rise on him. Much to his delight his perpetrator notices it as well.

Choi Jung Soo crosses an arm around Kim Rok Soo’s waist and peeks at him in the mirror from the crook of his neck, hot breath is hitting every inch of his skin along the way. He doesn’t say anything just looks at him in the mirror with uncharacteristically sharp eyes, so Kim Rok Soo continues to wring the water out of his clothes and tries not to be bothered by the fact that Choi Jung Soo is clinging to him, fully clothed, while he himself is only covered by a towel around the hips.

If it were anybody else, Kim Rok Soo would have made sure to hurry it up or just straight up leave with or without his clothes fully dried. While other people like Choi Jung Soo or Lee Soo Hyuk, fighters, took pride in their scars Kim Rok Soo felt nothing but shame at the sight of them. His scars are meant to be covered. Around his team too, he only walks around in layers upon layer, let it be a coat or a turtleneck.

With Choi Jung Soo and Lee Soo Hyuk, it’s a bit different. He won’t outright hide or cover up if he can help it, but the itching under his skin is a constant. The two always look at him with widened eyes, as if they were doubting their own eyesight whenever he happens to show some skin. He always catches the lingering gazes, that they think goes unnoticed. He can’t quiet name the thing he feels when it happens. It’s not awful, it’s not new either. It’s something.

Just like now, with Choi Jung Soo’s eyes all over him, not even a bit hidden this time, Kim Rok Soo lets the feeling simmer away in his chest as his heart beats a little off beat.

“Not going to say anything?”

The question comes from Choi Jung Soo. It breaks the silent bubble, but Kim Rok Soo doesn’t even look his way as he answers, just continues the wringing. He is almost done anyway.

“Like what?”

“The basics, you know. ‘Hello,’ ‘How are you?’ or anything that falls into that category.”

He says, almost pouting in the process like an overgrown child.

“I see. Then… Go and shower.”

A gasp – of disbelief – hits Kim Rok Soo’s neck and ear, making him shiver again, but the booming sound of a hearty laughter echoes through the bathroom drowning it all out. It’s Lee Soo Hyuk, obviously.

“Why?!”

Choi Jung Soo flares, staring Kim Rok Soo head on in the mirror, but he ignores him, folding the clothes away. When Lee Soo Hyuk rises from behind a shower curtain with a wholly cheerful smile Choi Jung Soo turns, one hand leaving Kim Rok Soo’s waist while the other stays.

“Team Leader-nim!”

“Easy now, Rok Soo is right. You are dirty and rubbing it all over our maknae.”

Lee Soo Hyuk and Kim Rok Soo made an eye contact in the mirror when the younger one finally raised his head. Even then, when Choi Jung Soo was about to go along with the gentle explanation, Kim Rok Soo added.

“The filth and grime all over you smells awful too.”

With a neck cracking speed Choi Jung Soo turned towards him in an instant and was ready to give his retort, but Lee Soo Hyuk grabbed him by the collar and dragged him to the closest shower. But he still wanted to be the last to say his piece.

“Show some respect to your hyung!”

Kim Rok Soo indulged him in this one.

“We are the same age, still.”

The next few rounds of complaints were drowned out. He turns to see Choi Jung Soo being manhandled into a kiss then ruthlessly shoved behind the shower curtain. Kim Rok Soo sees Lee Soo Hyuk’s smile from the sides then from upfront as the man turns to look at him the same way, expression never changing.

Kim Rok Soo tries not to acknowledge the tingling feeling in his chest as Lee Soo Hyuk watches him, but when he starts to walk towards him, the feeling might have become unbearable enough to make his heart ache.

Like this, Lee Soo Hyuk is towering above Kim Rok Soo as his back is pressed onto the cold sink. The man didn’t have any more or less clothes on than him and that discovery was rather hard to ignore let alone not letting his eyes go lower than the eyes. Even then, the eyes look pretty dangerous as well.

“You have five minutes, Jung Soo, or we leave without you.”

Lee Soo Hyuk suddenly says and instead of listening to Choi Jung Soo’s shocked yell under from the shower head, he leans closer to Kim Rok Soo. He places a hand onto his dongsaeng’s side, and the warmth of the touch radiates on his skin, then he leans down to kiss his neck.

The sudden warmth now comes from all around him and the only thing that leaves him anchored is the cold sink. The idea to grip into the porcelain was just as fleeting as Lee Soo Hyuk’s touches ghosting all over him, moving to his collarbones before rising to the behind of his ear. Thus, Kim Rok Soo reached for the sink to channel his feelings onto something, but it wasn’t as successful as planned when Lee Soo Hyuk’s mouth ended up coaxing a pleased sigh out of him.

The usually quiet Kim Rok Soo didn’t think much of it until the lips on him turned to bite and a muffled curse came the shower along with sound of Choi Jung Soo frantically moving around in that small space.

Maybe it came out louder than expected. And maybe the effect was bigger than anticipated.

Before the biting and nibbing could sting or before more sounds could be punched out of Kim Rok Soo, Lee Soo Hyuk pulls away just enough to call out for Choi Jung Soo one last time in a low and rumbling voice. The goosebumps rise on Kim Rok Soo’s skin once again as he is no less affected than the rest. Lee Soo Hyuk gives him a breathy laugh and kiss for that.

Right after that, Choi Jung Soo stumbles out of the shower, wet and bothered, and pushing the others out with furrowed brows as a string of curses are leaving his lips that tries to hide the flush on his cheeks but fails.

“If you are not going to open that fucking door Kim Rok Soo, I swear I’m going to kick it down.”

“If you wouldn’t be clinging onto my fucking towel like a damned leech Choi Jung Soo, then probably I could open it faster.”

A trail of complaints is pressed onto his skin, making it rather hard to focus on what was in front of him than of what was behind him, waiting. The saviour, however, is Lee Soo Hyuk, who with odd calmness swats the keys out of Kim Rok Soo’s hands and goes to open the door himself. To no one’s surprise, it opens easily within a merely a few seconds.

The hallway is empty, but Kim Rok Soo had been wearing his shirt since he was pushed out of the bathroom. The other two didn’t seem to mind the lack of skin as they were used to the change of demeanour, but they themselves were still only wearing the loose towels hanging around their hips. This all – funnily – wasn’t an unusual sight from them or anyone else from the company for that matter. Missions meant work, work meant dirt and dirt meant communal showers. Most people walked around like students in their dorms, comfortable. Coming from that, the outstanding sight was not three men huddled together hurrying to get into one of their rooms, but Kim Rok Soo, who takes it upon himself to bundle up, still, after so long. So even if the hallway is empty Kim Rok Soo is still in clothes even if his body is still a bit wet.

His habit for comfort is here to bite him in the ass now as thanks to the shirt he is easier to grab onto for Lee Soo Hyuk than Choi Jung Soo. Now he is flung to his own room. The very same way as Choi Jung Soo was pushed to the shower. With a kiss for starters then the rest.

This time around though, there’s nothing to hold onto and Lee Soo Hyuk didn’t stop walking either. He just leaves Choi Jung Soo behind to close the door behind himself while he makes sure to walk Kim Rok Soo to his own bed, with little to no effort as every step gained the reward of a kiss.

Kim Rok Soo thought that from here on things will speed up and he will have a hard time catching up to the other two, but a warm and strong hand only guides him to sitting instead as the kisses never cease, only when he hears the room’s door close in the distance.

Lee Soo Hyuk hovers above him, only inches away before he leans away completely to stand in front of him with Choi Jung Soo by his side. Kim Rok Soo had to tilt back his head to see them clearly and while the sight does not disappoint, he feels a small, faint pain on his neck. He can only imagine how the skin there looks like now. Littered with light red patches if he has to guess.

Just like to him, the effect of the sight of one other is the same to the two in front of him. Eyes dark and faces flushed. Kim Rok Soo feels their gaze all over him as well, burning him, and how it never fails to come and linger on his marked neck.

Choi Jung Soo is the brave one, who breaks the standstill and reaches out for Kim Rok Soo’s hand, raising it to his mouth and give a light kiss to the scarred knuckles while never breaking eye contact.

“What do you want, Rok Soo?”

The question with the voice all low and suggestive, comes from behind. He was too caught up with Choi Jung Soo that he didn’t even notice Lee Soo Hyuk circling the bed to come up behind him. Now he feels the bed dip and a warm body sits close to him. He doesn’t touch or reaches out yet just lingers around with the ghost of his warmth. With this, the tingling feeling of a sensation shows its face again and Kim Rok Soo can’t find it in himself to push it down to the deep abyss anymore. It now becomes something pleasant, enchanting.

“What do you mean what do I want?”

Kim Rok Soo keeps his eyes on Choi Jung Soo, but focuses the question more towards Lee Soo Hyuk. A hand traces over his spine under his shirt with gentle care as if it was cautious of hurting him. Calloused fingers move over the revealed skin with ease. Kim Rok Soo knows what pattern they follow without seeing it for himself. He knows where the scars are and Lee Soo Hyuk caresses them as one would the gold on a broken vase.

“This is about you, Rok Soo. If you want, we can stop here, no need to do more. Tell us what you want or what you don’t want.”

“We are more than happy to kiss you stupid or just cuddle, you know. Whatever you are comfortable with.”

The soft reassuring echoes around him with light touches keep it together. He watches it unfold, listening to the sweet nothings that are whispered to him, and he thinks about it all.

He is comfortable, he feels okay. All that itching under his skin is numbed down, taken over the pleasant buzzing from the care and attention he has been given. It feels… nice to be taken care of. It’s a foreign feeling, something he didn’t have the privilege to indulge in before. It’s one thing to know people care for you and another to acknowledge it and let it happen instead of pushing it away. Kim Rok Soo has been living in the shadows, keeping everyone at arm’s length for the sense of security, keeping himself safe. He had no chance to let these habits go as the world turned from bad to shit.

But then that changed when he met Lee Soo Hyuk then Choi Jung Soo, no?

Kim Rok Soo can’t help but smile to himself a bit as he thinks about how these two turned his life upside down yet managed to keep him in place and in peace, while making his feelings grow and let the attachment spiral out of his control.

He wants Choi Jung Soo. He wants Lee Soo Hyuk. Kim Rok Soo has been stepping down on his heart for far too long. It’s not one sided either, he is wanted too.

It’s okay to take when he is given, right?

Even when the silence stretches on for far too long, Kim Rok Soo can’t feel any pressure coming from either of men around him. There’s nothing to hurry over or push something that the other doesn’t want.

He hums in acknowledgement of his thoughts but doesn’t look at any of the men around him, but he knows he has their attention.

“I don’t know what I want… but I want this. Please guide me.”

A bit of embarrassment catches up to him as the honesty in his words is crystal clear. It makes his ears burn red. His cheeks itches for him to cover as he knows a flush must be present there too, but he holds back. There’s nothing to hide from.

Choi Jung Soo’s hand sneaks away from Kim Rok Soo’s own and finds its new place on his thighs. He sees him squat down in front of him. Choi Jung Soo’s face looks somewhere between overly excited and happy. He looks over Kim Rok Soo’s shoulders, where Lee Soo Hyuk still might be right after what he feels lips on his shoulder again. Kim Rok Soo feels the smile on his scarred skin along with it.

“We will, dongsaeng. All you need to do is relax and tell us everything.”

Lee Soo Hyuk says with a gentle voice, into his skin along with a trail of kisses while his hands find his waist as his shirt has been discarded without his notice. On the other hand, Choi Jung Soo is now kneeling in front of him. He grips his thighs a little harder with both hands and Kim Rok Soo looks straight into his eyes. That sharp look is back with a new hint of a promise.

“Is this okay?”

Choi Jung Soo asks while soothing the scarred skin. Kim Rok Soo nods and his thighs are pushed apart by strong and gentle hands.

Wasting no time, Choi Jung Soo settles in between Kim Rok Soo’s legs before leaning down to eagerly begin his ministration against his inner thighs. The fact that the skin there is sensitive comes as a surprise to Kim Rok Soo himself. A quiet hiss escapes through his teeth too when Choi Jung Soo nibs him there after the open-mouthed kisses. It isn’t painful per se, but it stings before something enjoyable comes along.

Though, Kim Rok Soo doesn’t have to suffer from the bites for long as Choi Jung Soo moves further up with each kiss. He even skips on delivering some as he just nuzzles his nose into the skin. Choi Jung Soo reaches his first and probably last obstacle that hides Kim Rok Soo away from full nudity. The towel. He eyes the material as if it had offended him some way then tilts his head up to look at Kim Rok Soo. The silent question is all Kim Rok Soo can read from the man’s eyes. And Kim Rok Soo would gladly answer him to go ahead, he already has his consent no need to ask, but Lee Soo Hyuk’s wandering hands from behind makes it really hard to focus let alone speak. Thus, he bites his lips instead and settles for a nod.

But this time around Choi Jung Soo isn’t so merciful.

“I need you to tell me, Rok Soo.”

Fuck. While he makes sure Kim Rok Soo feels good, Choi Jung Soo is definitely turning this into a payback as well. Kim Rok Soo was no less of a tease the last time they were doing this, roles reversed, but at that time Choi Jung Soo drove everyone onto the walls so Kim Rok Soo had his reasons to be a quote-on-quote bastard.

With a few more trials and errors of biting down the noises that try to escape him Choi Jung Soo waits for Kim Rok Soo’s answer patiently with a smug smile while leaning his head on his thigh. Only when Kim Rok Soo thinks he figured out Lee Soo Hyuk’s kiss-and-touch pattern enough he dares to answer with a quiet voice.

“…Yes.”

The approval barely left his mouth, but Kim Rok Soo is forced to clasp his mouth shut again as Choi Jung Soo tore the poor towel off of him while his hand found its new resting place around his already half hard cock.

Keeping the noises in wasn’t enough to challenge the pleasure that rippled through him as Choi Jung Soo slowly starts to stroke him to full hardness. With hands fisting the cover of his bed Kim Rok Soo tilts his head back enough to rest it on Lee Soo Hyuk’s shoulder. He still bites his lips to keep the groans to himself, but now with the new position his efforts showed to Lee Soo Hyuk. Who immediately moved to undo all that. Slotting close to his dongsaeng Lee Soo Hyuk softly whispers to Kim Rok Soo’s ear.

“Rok So, don’t hide your pretty voice. We want to hear it all.”

The request was loud enough for Choi Jung Soo to hear as well. He watched Kim Rok Soo with keen eyes already, drinking in every reaction he gave him, but when he heard Lee Soo Hyuk, Choi Jung Soo couldn’t help but join in to ask for the full deal. It’s all or nothing after all.

“Just like in the showers, Rok Soo. You sounded so good, so pleased only from a kiss. Let go, Rok Soo, no need to hide.”

Maybe it was the reassurance he didn’t know he needed or maybe it was Choi Jung Soo’s never stopping hand stroking his cock agonisingly slowly throughout the conversation, but Kim Rok Soo finally lets his lips part, subduing to the pleasure fully.

A quiet but curt curse slips out first before any sigh or low groan as Choi Jung Soo rewards his kindness with a faster pace and an amused smile. On the other hand, Lee Soo Hyuk voices out his delight all for Kim Rok Soo to hear.

“Good job. You are doing great.”

The words might have stirred something else inside him, but he is not ready to acknowledge that just yet. Instead, he just lowers his gaze back to Choi Jung Soo. Right at that moment, the man decides that he had enough with the holding back and lowers his head to put his mouth on the base of Kim Rok Soo’s cock and lick a trail towards the head.

Kim Rok Soo blames the foreign, but fucking good sensation he feels on his cock and not the lewd sight of Choi Jung Soo for the moan that is punched out of him. Choi Jung Soo doesn’t even look up and just smiles smugly, knowing he was the cause of that moan. However, Choi Jung Soo seems to have gotten the push he needed to let go of all of his restrains to take it slow. Before Kim Rok Soo could get used to the pleasure that only the man’s tongue is giving him, Choi Jung Soo surges on with a quick lick to the slit and takes Kim Rok Soo’s cock into his mouth.

The low and rumbling moan that Kim Rok Soo lets out brushes Choi Jung Soo’s ego, but it also drives him onward to move, mouth stretching around the man’s cock. Choi Jung Soo dares to raise his gaze, wanting to see the effect of his care, but instead of Kim Rok Soo’s he finds Lee Soo Hyuk’s dark and hungry eyes on him above Kim Rok Soo’s shoulder.

The sight makes him moan around Kim Rok Soo, whose hand flies to his hair as an answer, gripping the locks hard. The dead grip on the bed cover doesn’t seems to suffice anymore, apparently. But now Kim Rok Soo’s lust fogged eyes joins Lee Soo Hyuk’s hungry ones to stare down onto him too. Choi Jung Soo can’t say he hates the attention, but shiver that wrecks him in retrospect is sure something. He knows for a fact that it also shows on his face as he feels it burn.

He presses his tongue flat against Kim Rok Soo instead of paying more attention and the hand in his hair grips harder, making his scalp sting.

Choi Jung Soo keeps his work up with a nice rhythm and he feels Kim Rok Soo grow more restless under him. The moans turn louder, and his breath comes short and hitched. The best is when Kim Rok Soo starts to moan and sigh his name.

The icing on the cake are his thighs. God, they shake beautifully around him and when Choi Jung Soo sucks his cock just right those damned thighs twitches too, almost squishing him in the process. Almost. He wishes it would happen, but apparently even when high on pleasure Kim Rok Soo has enough blood in his brain to not to accidentally suffocate Choi Jung Soo in the most satisfying way possible. A shame, but Choi Jung Soo will live with it. He could ask Kim Rok Soo to do it later, or Lee Soo Hyuk, for that matter.

That thought process doesn’t go far though as Kim Rok Soo hits the breaks.

“Choi Jung Soo- ah, Choi- fuck Jung Soo, slow down.”

He might feel like a fistful of his hair is being teared out, but Choi Jung Soo takes his sweet time to take the cock out of his mouth and stroke it with his hand instead. Before Choi Jung Soo could even attempt to use his probably fucked out voice Lee Soo Hyuk helps him out and sooths Kim Rok Soo himself.

“What is it, Rok Soo?”

The question is simple, but the meaning runs deep. Kim Rok Soo has all the eyes on him, more than ever before, as they are searching for any hint of discomfort. Choi Jung Soo even shies away from the man’s cock just to be sure.

But Kim Rok Soo chokes out groan and leans away from Lee Soo Hyuk’s chest, towards Choi Jung Soo, and fists his hair again, but now he makes it so that his head tilts back with the pull.

“I need you to fuck me right now or I’ll tear all of your hair out. I can’t take this anymore.”

Choi Jung Soo is sure he hears himself let out a questionable noise, but he comforts himself with the fact that Lee Soo Hyuk doesn’t look less surprised either when he looks up for help.

Said help comes in an interesting form. With a laugh and a newfound excited expression on Lee Soo Hyuk as he aids him with words.

“You heard him.”

Even after the so helpful advice, Choi Jung Soo doesn’t feel like he understands the situation thoroughly. So, he gently strokes the painfully hard and leaking cock in his hand while Kim Rok Soo keeps his head tilted back by his hair and asks just for reassurance.

“Rok Soo, are you sure? We–”

He doesn’t get to finish his sentence as Kim Rok Soo pulls him forwards for kiss. His neck aches with a strain, but Choi Jung Soo couldn’t care less as he is busy swallowing Kim Rok Soo’s moans with the kiss. He hears a low laugh from Lee Soo Hyuk from the distance as a reaction to the show.

Kim Rok Soo pulls him off from the kiss and doesn’t even let him think as he wastes no time to speak with a sweet hoarse voice inches away from his lips.

“If you keep this up, I’m going to come, Jung Soo. I am telling you– I’m using my words, fuck me, please.”

Choi Jung Soo doesn’t hide the shiver neither the pleasure that rocks him upon the words that are almost prayed onto his lips. Though, his mouth falls slack, and eyes widen as the words load in his mind. It doesn’t take long for the words to sink in, but when he sees Kim Rok Soo impatiently opening his mouth again to speak Choi Jung Soo moves against the pull in his hair and catches the lips in front of him.

“Holy shit, Rok Soo. That fucking mouth of yours.”

He says in between the kisses, silencing Kim Rok Soo entirely and slowly pushing him backwards. Choi Jung Soo changes his position from the ground but stays in between Kim Rok Soo’s thighs as he half-heartedly stands up to hover over him instead, but never breaking the kiss. His knees hurt a bit now, he has been kneeling for too long, but Choi Jung Soo can’t find it in him to complain. Instead, he just pushes Kim Rok Soo back enough to lay on the bed and climbs after him.

Lee Soo Hyuk has moved away a bit to not to disturb the two or accidentally knee Kim Rok Soo in the ribs. But once his dongsaengs are all on the bed he slides off carefully and walk towards their discarded pile of clothes.

Though, his presence is missed already as Kim Rok Soo pries Choi Jung Soo’s lips off of him to turn his head towards where he is.

“Where are you going?”

He asks and he is barely visible from under Choi Jung Soo, but Lee Soo Hyuk turns to look at the two while his hand continues his work with the clothes.

“Aren’t you forgetting something?”

“Yeah, you?”

The answer comes from Choi Jung Soo who is now sitting on his heels and watches him intensely, but Kim Rok Soo doesn’t seem to have a different opinion either just from the questioning look on his face.

“Rok Soo, you can’t just take Jung Soo like this. That’s going to hurt.”

Lee Soo Hyuk finds what he has been rummaging for when he finishes speaking and without turning around he just holds up a small bottle.

While Kim Rok Soo’s expression soured at the mention of pain clarity seemingly hits him when he sees the bottle. Choi Jung Soo is the same, however he seems to flush a little after looking at the bottle more thoroughly.

“It’s the same one…?”

He asks and Lee Soo Hyuk is more than happy to answer him with a smile.

“It is.”

Kim Rok Soo, who is out of loop here taps Choi Jung Soo’s arm to get his attention.

“Same what?”

Choi Jung Soo looks at Lee Soo Hyuk then back at Kim Rok Soo. He doesn’t look like someone who will open up his mouth to explain the happenings so Lee Soo Hyuk takes it upon himself and answers his dongsaeng’s question.

“It’s the lube from when we hooked up.”

Kim Rok Soo doesn’t even seem to be fazed one bit. He looks at the bottle for a few second as if he was analysing it and its content before looking back at Lee Soo Hyuk with an arched brow.

“On the mission?”

“Yes.”

Lee Soo Hyuk puts down the bottle on the bed next to Choi Jung Soo’s knees and sits back down just within reach of his dongsaengs. Kim Rok Soo follows him with his eyes when he sits he finally seems satisfied enough to look at the now shy Choi Jung Soo in front of him.

“And why are you blushing…?”

“It’s embarrassing…”

He admits and Kim Rok Soo’s brows knots together as he frowns at him. So much for the filthy mouthed and needy Kim Rok Soo a few minutes ago. Where did that all go? If Choi Jung Soo wasn’t pressed so close to Kim Rok Soo and his hard cock he would think the man is utterly unaffected. The idea to tease him is tempting but he knows that would only earn him a kick. So, Choi Jung Soo just waits and lets Kim Rok Soo continue.

“Choi Jung Soo you are about to fuck me what do you mean-”

“Shh shh, okay, my bad for remembering being dicked down by the very man who is currently sitting on my left looking a bit too hot for someone who didn’t do anything yet but watched.”

“Thank you, Jung Soo.”

“You aren’t helping my case here, hyung.”

“I was not trying to.”

Choi Jung Soo doesn’t know whether to laugh or cry. He is being attacked by both of his lovers. This has to be against the rules. Isn’t Kim Rok Soo the one who should be teased and not him? What’s so earthshattering about remembering how Lee Soo Hyuk’s cock had remoulded his insides even after being stretched by three all lubed up fingers. Said same cock is right next to him, hidden by a towel, untouched but – probably just as half hard already as Choi Jung Soo’s – so is the same lube, so sue him but it served as a reminder.

Kim Rok Soo doesn’t grace a hint of mercy to Choi Jung Soo inner agony, but he himself seems to have reached his limits as he hooks a leg around Choi Jung Soo’s waist and pulls him closer.

“Choi Jung Soo get on with it before I take care of the fucking myself.”

While that sounded really tempting, the sight of Kim Rok Soo fucking himself on his fingers or riding him with shaking thighs would look absolutely mouth-watering, this is about pampering Kim Rok Soo and not making him do the work. With that thought in mind Choi Jung Soo reached for the lube out of Kim Rok Soo sight and coated one of his fingers as he lets the man under him continue complaining.

The words got choked on Kim Rok Soo’s throat before they could even began. The moan that replaced them was delicious and Choi Jung Soo only put the tip of his finger onto Kim Rok Soo’s hole. He slowly circles around the tight ring of muscle, making the man curse the heavens down. Lee Soo Hyuk, who still choose to watch, now moves closer to Choi Jung Soo to kiss his neck with a small laugh.

“Don’t tease him much.”

“Why? It’s only fair.”

While Lee Soo Hyuk could agree with his dongsaeng’s sentiment as he too was at the end of Kim Rok Soo’s teasing not so long ago, but he also knows that their maknae doesn’t make promises he can’t keep. So, before Choi Jung Soo could rile up Kim Rok Soo enough to really just stubbornly pump himself to relief, Lee Soo Hyuk takes a hold of Choi Jung Soo’s hand as slowly pushes the fingertip in.

The reaction was immediate. Kim Rok Soo’s groan was short as he bit his lips, and his hands once again finds the bed cover. Lee Soo Hyuk sent one last kiss to Choi Jung Soo, letting him take over as he shuffles back to Kim Rok Soo.

“Try to relax, Rok Soo.”

“Don’t strain yourself too much. Try to breath and don’t concentrate too much on the discomfort. It’ll be much better soon.”

Choi Jung Soo, even if he is always ready to butt heads with Kim Rok Soo, was no less keen on soothing and coddling the man than Lee Soo Hyuk.

However, Kim Rok Soo has different thoughts about the matter. Just like almost every time.

“I won’t break. It feels weird and foreign but hurry up already.”

Instead of arguing with him, Choi Jung Soo indulges in with the suggestion and slowly pushes the whole finger in. And when Lee Soo Hyuk moves to kiss the noises off of Kim Rok Soo’s lips Choi Jung Soo starts to move with slow ins and outs.

The second finger joins in too soon after the first with a generous amount of lube to begin scissoring Kim Rok Soo open. Like this Choi Jung Soo can also appreciate the show just like Lee Soo Hyuk previously and he now understand why his hyung did it. While he has the sight of Kim Rok Soo’s hole sucking in and stretching around his fingers all to himself, he is also blessed with the view of a Kim Rok Soo who is being kissed silly and marked all over by Lee Soo Hyuk as his back arches a bit off of the bed as pleasure bends him.

What a scene to behold.

Lee Soo Hyuk must think the same as he leans away from Kim Rok Soo a few times to let him breath and moan without any restrain. He then just watches his dongsaeng from up close and high on pleasure with a satisfied smile.

Whatever energy was left hiding in Kim Rok Soo surges onwards with the newfound freedom from Lee Soo Hyuk’s lips. He grips Lee Soo Hyuk’s thigh that rests close to him to stop him for a bit and gathers all of his strained voice together to bargain with Choi Jung Soo.

“I don’t need a third, just– ah fuck put it in. I really, ah won’t break just because it’s my first.”

The fingers stop moving inside Kim Rok Soo and Choi Jung Soo feels him clench around them, but he still refuses to move them again. He ignores the groans the same and only looks forward with a baffled expression.

“Kim Rok Soo, it’s your first time?”

The man only looks at him with confusion mixed with the pleasure in his eyes upon the question and the use of his full name. Choi Jung Soo turns to look at Lee Soo Hyuk when Kim Rok Soo’s so-called answer doesn’t suffice. His hyung, however, just like him, sits around Kim Rok Soo and watches him with great mystery. Lee Soo Hyuk though has a stronger will than Choi Jung Soo as he takes the hand that is gripping his thigh and sooths its fingers as he coaxes him.

“Rok Soo?”

The weight of the mood in the room doesn’t seem to dawn on Kim Rok Soo as he watches the two with lustful eyes and speak easily.

“Was it not obvious?”

Choi Jung Soo hears himself scoff, but his body seems to be wired around Kim Rok Soo as his fingers curl upward to not to let the man lose his high. The moan he hears is enough of a response of the success. But that’s all he gets and no more.

Just like Choi Jung Soo Lee Soo Hyuk is at loss for words. How could their maknae, who gave them an outstanding pleasure out of simple goodwill with his mouth and hand only, expect them to know he had no experience?

“You should have told us if it’s your first we would-”

“I don’t know why it’s so important. It’s not like you two would cause pain even on an accident. And I’m telling you what is good and what is not, just as you asked.”

The reasonings are a solid one as Lee Soo Hyuk and Choi Jung Soo can’t help but agree with them as they look at each other. The two nods in sync as they decide to give in for their maknae’s wishes.

Lee Soo Hyuk moves first to give a quick kiss to Kim Rok Soo’s ever so smart lips before moving lower to his jaw and neck. Choi Jung Soo follows him in suit and starts to move his fingers while his mouth runs along Kim Rok Soo’s inner thigh.

“You will be the death of us one day.”

Just as asked, instead of scissoring with his fingers to ready the third, Choi Jung Soo stops and takes them all out after a few more pumps. At the loss, the hole clenches around nothing. He hears a muffled moan from Kim Rok Soo as Lee Soo Hyuk is distracting dutifully.

Choi Jung Soo takes off the towel that somehow loyally kept its place around his hips even after everything. When his cock is freed he wastes no time to coat it with lube and pump it to full hardness. It doesn’t take long as he is painfully horny at this point and when Kim Rok Soo keeps being a fucking wet dream come true.

Out of what seems to be nowhere, Lee Soo Hyuk throws something his way and he catches it with ease.

Condom. Fuck, was he that prepared? He did even dare to ask if this one came from the same batch as the lube, instead he just tears it open and rolls it on his cock. That too, he coats it with lube.

He pulls Kim Rok Soo’s – shaking – thighs further apart then, to sit in between them comfortably and aligns himself. He brushes the blunt head over Kim Rok Soo’s hole and the man stiffens but his breath hitches beautifully regardless. He didn’t mean to tease, but oh well.

“Ready?”

He asks and he watches Kim Rok Soo nod against Lee Soo Hyuk, who only smiles onto his lips and pulls away for a bit.

“Rok Soo, use your wor–”

“Fuck, yes- I’m ready just- ah.”

Choi Jung Soo cuts him off as he slides in slowly, only with the head.

Lee Soo Hyuk goes back to drowning Kim Rok Soo in kisses as soon as a rumbling groan leaves him, and his expression crumbles a bit. Choi Jung Soo lets him adjust around him a bit, meanwhile he himself is losing his mind trying not to move further in. The tight muscles fluttering around him makes him groan and its maddening, but Choi Jung Soo grabs onto Kim Rok Soo’s hips for the sake of holding onto something if he has to hold himself back.

He starts to slowly move while his thumbs are busy soothing the skin under them. Choi Jung Soo finds himself bowing forward too to press gentle kisses onto Kim Rok Soo’s chest. He feels as his breath stutter in the wake of the kisses, so he continues to work his way lower with his lips as he slides further into the tight, hot hole.

The walls around his cock quivers as he brushes past. All that pampering is deemed successful when he feels Kim Rok Soo no longer hard set on clenching around him and lets Choi Jung Soo slide in with ease.

When he finally bottoms out Kim Rok Soo back arches and moans in synch with Choi Jung Soo.

“Doing so great.”

Lee Soo Hyuk’s low voiced praise echoes around the pants in the room. It’s unsure whom the words were meant for but both Kim Rok Soo and Choi Jung Soo accept it with a flush.

Kim Rok Soo feels like he is going to die. From pleasure. It’s too much and far from expectations. An overwhelming amount of pleasure is being inflicted on him from all around and he has a hard time adjusting with not a single mercy of a break given his way. Lee Soo Hyuk keeps on switching between teasing kisses and bites as if he is trying to draw blood, while Choi Jung Soo’s cock is impaling him, which should be painful but annoyingly – and thankfully – it isn’t since the considerate gentleness he had moved with.

Regardless, he is dying. His whole body is burning as if set aflame, his blood is pumping too fast to his cock away from his brain, his heart beats off rhythm following the hitched breathes of his lungs while the simmering pleasure is numbing almost every one of his senses.

When he tells Choi Jung Soo to move the man wastes no time and starts to thrust with a not too fast but not too slow pace. The buzz of pleasure that comes with it fries whatever coherent thoughts Kim Rok Soo had left. It maybe drains a loud moans out of him and maybe he bites Lee Soo Hyuk’s laughing lips in the process.

To sooth himself with a bit of sense of revenge, Kim Rok Soo pats around with his free hand. It takes a bit of an effort as he can’t see, but when he finds Lee Soo Hyuk’s big and muscular thighs the man’s cock can’t be far away. To his dismay, his hand only finds the assaulting material of the towel that is hiding the man, but he makes it do with only palming his cock.

The moan that earns him is rewarding, especially when now he is the one to swallow the noise with kisses. Kim Rok Soo takes his chance to speak with this breakthrough.

“Take it off.”

His voice comes out hoarse and demanding, but he can’t seem to care as within the next second he is no longer palming the towel, but Lee Soo Hyuk’s hard cock. He has been hiding it for too long, ignoring it for the sake of his dongsaengs’ pleasure that when the hand turned from brushing to touching, Lee Soo Hyuk saw white for a second. The hand was slowly stroking him, gathering precum from the tip to make the movements smoother and Lee Soo Hyuk couldn’t help but moan into the kiss.

“You are still loud, hyung.”

The teasing jab that came from the panting Kim Rok Soo under him caught not Lee Soo Hyuk’s attention only but Choi Jung Soo’s too as the man groaned alongside him. But if the words made Lee Soo Hyuk’s cock twitch, while Choi Jung Soo’s pace stutter no one knew apart from Kim Rok Soo. But when Kim Rok Soo’s dark and lust filled eyes curled to a small, satisfied smile along with his lips, it was hard not to guess.

“You still have it in you to tease, I must not be doing well.”

Choi Jung Soo says with a low laugh and before Kim Rok Soo could turn his way the cock inside him is pulled out and slammed back in. The fast pace that follows is just as ruthless as the teasing kisses from Lee Soo Hyuk on his chest.

Kim Rok Soo’s back arches a bit too much he thought he will break it. The moans aren’t any better as they scratch his throat each time Choi Jung Soo thrusts deep into him, occasionally brushing past a spot that made him whine.

He stubbornly keeps stroking Lee Soo Hyuk’s cock to not to leave him out of the fun, but it takes a lot of him to move his hand around him and not to just grip it in his hold.

When Choi Jung Soo starts to draw closer to the previous mind-numbing spot with each thrust the only thing that leaves Kim Rok Soo’s mouth is the man’s name and a few curse with incoherent mumbling. He makes sure to try and articulate his want too, though.

“Fuck, Jung Soo, there– yes there, hyung– fuck, hyung.”

With a mouthful of curses as a reaction Choi Jung Soo understands him well enough to aim and deliver for Kim Rok Soo’s wishes. His cock drives deep inside of him, hitting that one spot hard again and again without a miss.

Kim Rok Soo quickly takes his hand off of Lee Soo Hyuk before he would grip and hurt the man. But soon after that his hand is guided into Lee Soo Hyuk’s without his soothing lips would ever separate from him.

Keen noises are slipping through Kim Rok Soo’s lips more and more as Choi Jung Soo folds one of his legs and presses it forward by a grip on the back of his thigh. With this new position the man seemingly manoeuvres his cock deeper and deeper, assaulting his prostate without mercy. As an involuntary answer Kim Rok Soo clenches around Choi Jung Soo, making the man moan, but never stilling his movements. He even picks up a faster pace.

Pleasure keeps on building and building so much so that the feeling makes his vision blur. But it wasn’t enough.

Kim Rok Soo no longer cared about what left his mouth or how loud he was – all he knew that he was desperate. The relief was so close yet so far.

“Hyung, hyung, please I need- hyung.”

Kim Rok Soo didn’t know what exactly he needed, but he needed it bad, and he knew Choi Jung Soo can give it to him.

And he did.

With his free hand he reaches in between them and starts to stroke Kim Rok Soo’s cock, following the same rhythm as his thrusts. The new additional pleasure had Kim Rok Soo shaking as he throws his head back with a moan. Lee Soo Hyuk is no longer stopping him and simply letting him grip his hand in lieu of the bed covers as his lips wanders aimlessly on him.

Kim Rok Soo was close, so fucking close, he tells the same thing with all the filters fucked out of him and it earns him a groan from Choi Jung Soo. After that the man simply asks.

“Come for me then, Rok Soo.”

All the slow simmering embers in his body flares up as one as the words leave Choi Jung Soo’s mouth. Kim Rok Soo’s breath hitches in his throat as his eyes rolls back. Not even a grunt comes out of his mouth as he reaches his climax. His body only shakes a bit as Choi Jung Soo fucks him through his high, slow and gentle. The man only needed for Kim Rok Soo to clench around him one more time to follow him as well to come inside him with a low moan.

Choi Jung Soo stopped moving soon after. He takes away his hand from Kim Rok Soo’s spent cock too and leans down to kiss him on the lips.

“You did so well, Rok Soo. So great.”

If Kim Rok Soo would still have his wits with him and not left scattered around the room somewhere, he would have been able to hide his blush, but now all blissed and fucked out he doesn’t even have the energy to try.

“You look pretty like this, Rok Soo. All docile and calling us hyung. So pretty, so good.”

Now this was a bit too much. But when Kim Rok Soo tries to retort and save a bit of face Choi Jung Soo pulls out of him, leaving him groaning. But seemingly it wasn’t intentional as he immediately jumps to sooth him gentle hands.

“Shit, sorry, sorry. Relax a bit, yeah? I get uh… something to clean you up.”

And off he goes, throwing out the used condom then stumbling around the room on his newfound adventure to provide aftercare. But he is stopped just as he begins when Lee Soo Hyuk hands him tissues before sitting back onto the bed and carding through Kim Rok Soo’s hair. His dongsaeng doesn’t fight it and lets him be.

Choi Jung Soo then moves with tissues in hand to clear Kim Rok Soo stomach. The younger however takes a tissue out of his hand and takes his hand to clean it for him. Other than that, he lets Choi Jung Soo wipe his stomach. It earns him a fond scoff, but he will live with it.

Choi Jung Soo takes the used tissues away to throw them out and when he turns back to the bed again he looks up and down at sitting Lee Soo Hyuk and pins him a question.

“Do you need a hand, hyung?”

The man stirs and slowly drops his hand from Kim Rok Soo’s hair as he thinks. Both of his dongsaengs are now watching him. He can guess what they think. He shakes his head.

“Hm, no, it’s all right, watching my dongsaeng’s pleasure was more than enough.”

“But, hyung that not-”

Choi Jung Soo tries to argue him, but he is cut short on his reasonings by no other than Kim Rok Soo.

“Hyung.”

Lee Soo Hyuk feels himself shiver. God damn it, is this going to be like this for forever? He turns his head to look at Kim Rok Soo laying on the bed by his side. For someone who just fucked for the first time and just came down from his high, he sure still has the eyes that could spell out lust. The still slightly red cheeks from exertion are boosting that effect and it makes Lee Soo Hyuk cock twitch, but he holds back.

However, when Kim Rok Soo gets no answer he doesn’t try to persuade him again and makes his move instead. Action is sure more effective than words.

And while Lee Soo Hyuk would pride himself with the fact that he has great stamina, good strength and reflexes, yet he still goes down by a simple pull of a hand that snaked around his neck. The only reaction he can muster up is the surprised, widened eyes as Kim Rok Soo meets him halfway to a kiss. His dongsaeng is supporting himself on his elbow to push himself upwards while he is forcing Lee Soo Hyuk himself to bend under his will. He also, of course, kisses him back.

The kiss grows heated as Kim Rok Soo doesn’t let go off him after a quick kiss as Lee Soo Hyuk expected him to. Like this, the two seemingly forgets about Choi Jung Soo, who now sits at the end of the bed watching them from the sidelines as he lets out a ‘wow’ before he laughs.

Lee Soo Hyuk thanks the awful heavens when Kim Rok Soo inches away to breath heavily alongside him because he wouldn’t be so sure that he knew what to do if this continued any longer.

But Lee Soo Hyuk said his thanks too soon and his heart skips a beat when Kim Rok Soo looks at him with half lidded eyes then opens his mouth again, voice low and needy.

“Use me.”

Two words shock Lee Soo Hyuk out of his wits. He hears Choi Jung Soo choke somewhere in the background too, but it’s all becomes a white noise as Kim Rok Soo kisses the corner of his mouth then continues lower.

Only when he reaches his neck and sucks a hickey there Lee Soo Hyuk wakes from his daze and slowly pries his dongsaeng off of him. He doesn’t go as easily as he thought. But what could he know at this point?

“Rok So, you don’t need to do all that, okay? You just came, you will be sensitive, and it was your first time, let’s not forget that. It’s really fine. But even then I can take care of it if it comes to that.”

Lee Soo Hyuk gave his best smile to Kim Rok Soo as he spoke, moving his arms up and down on his back for good measure. It was really fine though. He was hard and haven’t come yet, yes, but making any of his dongsaengs take care of his pleasure after they were already spent was not going to sit with him.

Kim Rok Soo gave him a short and sweet answer.

“That won’t do. But then again, I want you to fuck me, hyung.”

Oh, Lee Soo Hyuk is going to die. Or maybe he had already died, but he is unsure if it’s hell or heaven. He looks at his dongsaeng, baffled, as he tries to work him out to see what more could be his aim. But he falls short, and his cock aches, and Kim Rok Soo is asking him to fuck him.

The man somehow reads his thought from his face as he adds.

“I want this. I’m not forcing myself. I will tell you if it hurts or it’s too much. Okay?”

That brat’s mouth again. It’s too smart for his own good. It’s the second time already he is reassuring his lovers, but that’s what they asked him to do, so he can’t complain. Is this really okay? Kim Rok Soo is sure about it, so is it just him overthinking it?

At last, Lee Soo Hyuk gives in.

“We stop immediately if something is wrong.”

“Okay.”

He says and pulls Lee Soo Hyuk back down for a kiss.

Choi Jung Soo meanwhile stands up from his self-proclaimed seat on the bed and walk to guide Lee Soo Hyuk to the bed, thus changing places. He goes easily and Kim Rok Soo follows, upper body bending just enough to not separate from the kiss. They only lean away when Lee Soo Hyuk settles between Kim Rok Soo’s legs.

He pushes the legs apart gently and takes the sight of Kim Rok Soo in as he is now laying back with his elbows supporting him.

From neck to the chests, he is littered with marks that Lee Soo Hyuk remembers giving him. His thighs look no better as Choi Jung Soo showed no mercy either and let his teeth out too. As Lee Soo Hyuk’s eyes go lower his heart picks up a bit.

Kim Rok Soo cock is resting on his stomach, already half hard while his hole is red from the use.

Lee Soo Hyuk isn’t going to last long.

He shoos away the idea to tease Kim Rok Soo and see if he is still loose from Choi Jung Soo. And instead, he swallows and raises his head to speak.

“You might need three fingers for me.”

Lee Soo Hyuk was about to repeat himself, thinking he didn’t actually share his thoughts as his dongsaeng doesn’t even blink. But then he sees a small shiver shake Kim Rok Soo and before Lee Soo Hyuk can comment he nods as he bites his lips.

Opening up the bottle then pouring some lube onto his fingers, Lee Soo Hyuk starts with two fingers.

Kim Rok Soo tilts his head back as he sighs. Choi Jung Soo who sits beside him pushes him to lay on his back fully and tucks a loose lock of hair behind his hair. When nothing major shows on Kim Rok Soo's face apart from his furrowed brows, Lee Soo Hyuk takes it as a sign to continue.

He works two finger inside Kim Rok Soo until he occasionally grunts when Lee Soo Hyuk hits his prostate. The third finger joins in cautiously with a lot of lube and Lee Soo Hyuk watches his dongsaeng’s face with sharp eyes as he moves. His expression doesn’t change much, but Lee Soo Hyuk feels him rocking back down on his fingers. He knows a satisfied smile is already forming on his lips. Lee Soo Hyuk continues to stretch him like that, but he still asks after few pumps.

“Rok Soo, how are you feeling?”

“Good.”

Okay, still no filter. Lee Soo Hyuk scissors with his fingers a few more times, looking down to watch the hole stretch and take whatever is given.

“I think you are ready. Are you–”

“Yes.”

Lee Soo Hyuk laughs as he reaches for the condom that was left scattered around with the rest and he rolls it on. A quiet hiss leaves him upon the contact, but he coats his cock with lube soon after and pushes the head in without a question.

Kim Rok Soo moans and his hands finds the poor bed cover once again. Lee Soo Hyuk sinks in further slowly as his dongsaeng’s sensitive walls flutter around him and not clenching to stop him.

When he is fully seated Lee Soo Hyuk moans at the warm sensation around him. Kim Rok Soo is the same, but Choi Jung Soo sooths him with a few kisses. Lee Soo Hyuk gives his own kisses to his dongsaeng’s leg as he lets him adjust. He only starts to move when Kim Rok Soo nods.

Lee Soo Hyuk fucks him gently at first thrusting deep only when Kim Rok Soo’s thighs doesn’t shake too much, then picks up a faster pace when he is urged to do so. Who is he to deny his dongsaeng?

That’s why Lee Soo Hyuk hooks a hands around Kim Rok Soo’s ankle then pushes it to put it on his shoulder.

The new angle must have felt good because Kim Rok Soo mewls before he could bite the noise down. Lee Soo Hyuk almost beams with the reaction and keeps on thrusting into Kim Rok Soo, but he is still cautious to not to let the man take more than he could handle.

Another mewl and a long line of curses comes from Kim Rok Soo next and Lee Soo Hyuk’s attention is on him within seconds. His dongsaeng’s eyes are screw shut, but his mouth hangs open as his brows furrows impossibly further. Choi Jung Soo whispers sweet nothing into his ears as he litters him with kisses, but the expression doesn’t change. Lee Soo Hyuk is about slow his pace and ask is something is wrong, but Kim Rok Soo moan turn into a groan.

“Don’t stop. God fuck, hyung please don’t stop.”

Kim Rok Soo basically moans in between them. The overstimulation must be reaching him as he twitches and shakes around Lee Soo Hyuk, but he said he will tell him when it’s too much, so as asked, Lee Soo Hyuk doesn’t stop. Instead, he even tries to aim to for the spot that will make Kim Rok Soo see stars.

His thrusts are fast and deep and with every one of them Kim Rok Soo looks more wrecked than before. He moans and flushes as Lee Soo Hyuk joins in to praise him for how good he is, for how deep he is taking him and how tight he is. Kim Rok Soo reddens further but takes the compliments without any retort as when he tried once it got fucked out of him.

It only takes a while and Lee Soo Hyuk finds what he has been searching for as he was also chasing his own high. A curse is ripped out of Kim Rok Soo, almost scaring Choi Jung Soo next to him in the process from how loud it was. His dongsaeng threw his head back with long groan as Lee Soo Hyuk kept hitting that one spot that he brushed past previously.

Overstimulation is here and present as the noises that leaves Kim Rok Soo keeps on climbing higher, changing between a mewl and a moan. But the twitching was the more apparent sign as it never ceased. It was a constant, but it didn’t seem to bother Kim Rok Soo that much as he kept saying to Lee Soo Hyuk to go on and to don’t stop.

Lee Soo Hyuk knows that his dongsaeng is really out of it and drunk on his high when he starts to moan nothing a ‘hyung.’ It is maddening, and Lee Soo Hyuk bows to the urge and pulls Kim Rok Soo’s leg higher and thrusts harder with his climax drawing close.

As he tries and succeeds to hit Kim Rok Soo’s prostate, his dongsaeng voice starts to fade and only short pants comes out of his mouth. Lee Soo Hyuk sooths him with kisses to the back of his knee, his thigh and his calf as Choi Jung Soo does the same around his marked-up chest and neck.

But even then with all that focus aimed at Kim Rok Soo, Lee Soo Hyuk didn’t expect him to clench around him out of nowhere so hard. The sensation leaves him stuttering in his pace, but he recovers slowly, with a grip on his dongsaeng’s hip.

Then it happens again, it was less surprising this time around, but Lee Soo Hyuk still moans.

“Rok Soo don’t– ah, don’t do– fucking hell.”

But before he can stop it his dongsaeng looks at him with eyes all dark with want and clenches around him one last time and Lee Soo Hyuk comes with Kim Rok Soo’s name on his lips.

The sensation is blinding, so much that the stars under his eyelids are drowned out by the white and hot pleasure. He keeps on fucking into Kim Rok Soo to get down from his high. He hears him whine and feel him twitch under his hands. His thrusts stutter a little before he stops moving all together.

Lee Soo Hyuk slowly pries his eyes open, panting as his heart tries to accommodate back to a somewhat normal rhythm. The first thing he sees is Kim Rok Soo.

His back is arched off of the bed, shaking and his stomach painted with his cum. As his eyes wander further Lee Soo Hyuk watches Choi Jung Soo sooth the shut eyed Kim Rok Soo, but even then, it takes a bit too long for him to see the tear stains on his dongsaeng’s face.

And as if struck by lightning, Lee Soo Hyuk goes rigid before leaning over Kim Rok Soo. He swipes a thumb over his cheeks, wiping the tears away as he gently kisses him.

“I’m sorry, Rok Soo.”

He says and he means it, but when in the next second he is greeted with his dongsaeng’s confused yet tearful gaze, he is not sure what to feel.

“What are you sorry for…?”

His dongsaeng asks and it’s Lee Soo Hyuk’s turn to look confused.

“You are crying. Wasn’t it too much? I was the one to ask you to say if it is, but I didn’t listen.”

Kim Rok Soo raises a hand to his face then. He daps around his cheeks and eyes and when his fingers come away damped he lets out a nonchalant ‘huh.’ Then he looks back at Lee Soo Hyuk, unfazed but still out of it.

“Don’t worry, I didn’t even notice, it wasn’t your fault. It felt good, a bit overwhelming, but good.”

Lee Soo Hyuk tries to grace his dongsaeng with a baffled expression in turn, but the man hisses painfully before he could and cuts in to add.

“But please stop moving, it’s a bit too much now.”

He says and trails his gaze down where they are still connected. Lee Soo Hyuk follows his gaze and when it dawns on him what Kim Rok Soo means he mumbles out an apology and pulls out. His dongsaeng hisses again as he does, but Choi Jung Soo jumps to sooth him again.

Lee Soo Hyuk makes his way to throw the used condom to the trash before coming back with more tissues in hand. He cleans his dongsaeng’s stomach and throws the tissues out too. Once it’s all done he pulls the over abused bed cover out underneath his dongsaengs and pushes Choi Jung Soo next to Kim Rok Soo’s side while he himself walks to the other side.

As if sensing what he is about to do Kim Rok Soo speaks with quiet and fucked out voice.

“We won’t fit, it’s only one bed.”

He reasons, but he still shuffles close to Choi Jung Soo to make space as Lee Soo Hyuk climbs in as well. He tucks the cover over them and throws an arm around his dongsaengs as he nuzzles his chin to Kim Rok Soo’s neck.

“See? We fit.”

Lee Soo Hyuk feels Choi Jung Soo embrace Kim Rok Soo the same. The younger is squished in between the two and he struggles a bit before giving up with a sigh. He closes is eyes soon after as he feels fingers soothing circles into his sore spots. Before he lets himself to drift and sleep this all off he speaks into the silence of the room.

“I’m not going to work tomorrow.”

Choi Jung Soo and Lee Soo Hyuk laughs at him, and the hot breath on him tickles, but he still waits for the answer, patiently. When it comes, he smiles to himself.

“Alright. Anything for our maknae.”