fic: touch of your skin, so close (milcobkevnyu, pwp)

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fandom: tbz
pairing: chanhee/kevin/hyunjae/jacob
rating: E
content warning: some brief drinking, overall horniness
wordcount: 5200
tags: chanhee pov, established milcobkev, pwp/porn without plot, casual sex, foursome (M/M/M/M), hand/oral/anal sex
a/n: chanhee goes to the club, meets acquaintance kevin and his two boyfriends there, and some fun is had! I started this on a whim a couple weeks ago just because I wanted to try my hand at writing a foursome... but then I came across the bring back the porn challenge and decided that you know what? LET'S bring back the porn!!! lol I'm not actually posting in the community and I don't know if this is going on ao3 later but happy september 1st to milcobkevnyu in particular.

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As embarrassing as it is to admit it, Chanhee kinda expected his night to go better.

Going clubbing was supposed to reinforce his streak of confidence from the past few weeks. He’s wearing his current favorite outfit, his hair looks gorgeous permed and falling over his eyes, and honestly, he just looks cute. Yes, there have been some looks his way, but other than that? Nothing. Frustration has brought him to the bar, where he’s nursing what he hopes is his only drink—after this, he might as well admit defeat and go home. Changmin is too busy on the dance floor, anyway, and he’s having his fun with his fling, so what else is Chanhee supposed to do here, hold his purse for him?

No, thanks. He looks too good for it.

It’s as that thought crosses his mind and resignation starts to settle in that someone slips on the seat next to his. At first Chanhee pays it no mind, thinking this has nothing to do with him, but then he hears, “Hey. It's Chanhee, right?”

Chanhee turns to find a familiar face that he can’t place for a millisecond. “Oh, Kevin!” The name pops into his head just in time. “Hi.”

“Hi, you.” Kevin smiles at him, bright and pretty. “What are you doing here?”

Technically, they’re not friends—they’ve been introduced once, months ago, at a friend’s birthday party, and then never crossed paths again. Chanhee is aware of Kevin as someone in the general periphery of his social circle; he works at the same studio as Sunwoo, he used to share classes with Changmin in college, and, unless Chanhee is terribly mistaken, the mutual acquaintance that introduced them is Kevin’s ex, although he can’t be sure of that last one.

All he knows is that Kevin exists, and right now, looks absolutely gorgeous with his bleached hair cascading down and framing chiseled cheekbones and the faintest glittery makeup under his fox-like eyes. His arms are definitely bigger than what Chanhee remembers too, all too obvious with the sleeveless mesh top Kevin is wearing.

Not that Chanhee is ogling, but he has eyes.

“Nothing exciting,” Chanhee answers, pairing it with a smile to mirror Kevin’s. “My night has been a bust so far. You?”

“Actually…”

Oh? Chanhee perks up, because Kevin’s smile turns mischievous when he licks his lips and chuckles to himself.

“This is gonna sound so unhinged and sort of cliché but uhm, my boyfriends and I noticed you were alone and wondered if—” Kevin gesticulates as if looking for the right words. “I don’t know, if we could buy you a drink? Oh gosh, please feel free to tell me fuck off if that doesn’t sound like something you’d be up to, but we’re over there…”

He turns and points over his shoulder, where further down the bar a stranger is staring right at Chanhee. When their eyes meet, the stranger’s thin lips curl into a shy little smile and the guy next to him turns Chanhee’s way, curiously glancing from Chanhee to Kevin and back at Chanhee.

Chanhee has enough presence of mind not to gape but those are two very hot boyfriends, and that’s saying something, because Kevin might be the hottest of the three. It’s so much to compute at once that Chanhee loses the thread of the conversation.

“I’m sorry, what? You want to buy me a drink?”

“Yes?” Kevin sounds half like he can’t believe he’s saying that either, and half like he’s fervently hoping Chanhee will say yes. “If that’s cool with you. If not, I’ll totally leave you alone and we can pretend this never happened.”

Well. Chanhee glances at the boyfriends again, and the first one is still watching them, while the second one seems a little more self-conscious about staring. Whatever funk Chanhee found himself in just now has evaporated at the prospect of these three even looking his way—he knows his worth, but he’s also kinda surprised that they even would look for a fourth when they already seem to have plenty on their plate.

Which, for the record, Chanhee is absolutely not judging them for. He’s just trying to assess if he somehow fell asleep over his drink and is now hallucinating a vivid dream where a hot acquaintance is inviting him to share his two hot boyfriends with him. That’s gotta be a dream, right? Or a silly misunderstanding.

“To be clear,” Chanhee begins, carefully, before he makes a fool of himself for assuming the wrong thing. “Do you mean to buy me a drink as a friend, or am I right in thinking you mean more than that?”

“You’re right in thinking we mean more than that,” Kevin confirms. He smirks and oh, that’s hot. “You look so gorgeous tonight that Jaehyun wouldn’t let me live if I didn’t at least come say hi, so…”

The compliment warms Chanhee up from head to toe. Looking at the other two, Chanhee asks, “Who’s Jaehyun?”

Kevin glances over his shoulder. “The one that can’t stop staring at you, with the open jacket. Jacob is in the white tee.”

“And you?”

Confused, Kevin turns to Chanhee again. “Sorry?”

“Did you wanna come say hi, or are you just doing this because Jaehyun asked?”

Kevin chuckles, but Chanhee doesn’t miss the way he glances down at Chanhee’s lips when he takes a sip from his drink. “I mean, I was a little nervous you wouldn’t wanna talk to me, but yes, I wanted to come say hi. You do know you’re the prettiest person in this club right now, right? Like, I’m not even trying to sweet-talk you, it's just the truth. The moment I saw you, I couldn't take my eyes off you.”

Once again, the compliment makes Chanhee feel warmer and more appreciated than anything else has ever since he stepped into the club. He smiles.

“Yeah, I know. But I like hearing it too, so thank you,” he says. It makes Kevin raise an eyebrow, correctly predicting his next words. “Come on, let’s join your boyfriends so you can introduce us.”

—

In the few minutes they spend at the bar with introductions and the next few minutes they take to leave the club and go to Kevin and Jacob’s place, Chanhee learns their names, their voices, that he can call both Jacob and Jaehyun "hyung", and that those two are far more shy than he would've thought. It almost makes him want to ask if this is the first time they’ve ever picked up a fourth, but he figures that will be clear soon enough. What he focuses on instead is on the here and now: how charming Jaehyun looks holding the door open for them, for instance, and how effortlessly hot Jacob looks behind the wheel. It’s Kevin, however, that holds most of Chanhee’s attention, if not for how attracted Chanhee is to him, then for how cute he is for trying to break the ice.

“Please make yourself at home,” he announces as soon as they’re inside the apartment, helping Chanhee with his jacket and his purse. “Would you like something to drink? I ask, not knowing what we have to offer. Babe?”

“Beer,” Jaehyun answers promptly while Jacob walks into the kitchen to confirm in a raised voice, “Beer! And uh, orange juice? And water!”

Chanhee accepts a glass of water, trying not to let on he’s a little awkward now that they’re not in a poorly lit, crowded space. The apartment is comfortable and well-decorated, and it does feel like someone's home, warm and welcoming. While Jacob gets them drinks and Kevin goes inside for a second, Chanhee approaches the bookshelf to look through the book spines. Jaehyun sits down on the couch next to him, watching him with a cute and rather excited smile.

After everyone has had a glass of water or juice, Chanhee finds himself listening distractedly as Kevin explains his collection of vinyl records. It’s not that he’s not interested—he is, he wants to hear it—but Kevin looks so, but so pretty in the golden hues of the living room, his arms flexing every time he reaches up to take a different record… Jaehyun and Jacob seem just as distracted on the couch, whispering into each other’s ears and watching them from the corners of their eyes, and something about the set-up has Chanhee all hot and bothered.

Before Kevin can reach for yet another record, Chanhee touches his elbow. Kevin stops, and when Chanhee takes a step closer, he seems to understand where this is going, because his hands naturally find a place on Chanhee’s waist as soon as he’s within distance. With a quick glance to the side to check if they’re still ok for this, Chanhee leans in and captures Kevin’s lips in a kiss.

Now this is what he's been looking for all night. He enjoys how patient yet purposeful Kevin is, following his lead but still with an appetite that tells Chanhee he’s not the only one very into what is happening. It feels good indeed to lean into it, arms around Kevin’s neck, and let himself go. So much so that for a second there, he forgets they’re not alone, but then he hears movement to the side and breaks the kiss to find Jaehyun right next to them.

The logical thing to do, Chanhee thinks, is to pull Jaehyun in, so that’s what he does. Kissing Jaehyun feels nothing like kissing Kevin, despite how similar their lip shapes are—where Kevin shows intent, Jaehyun shows reverence. He lets out the softest whimper when Chanhee licks his way into his mouth, and his hand is gentle where it cups Chanhee’s face.

Another hand is on his neck now, the fingers calloused but soft in the way they welcome Chanhee turning his head to meet Jacob’s heated gaze. It takes his breath away, being kissed by Jacob; the sweetness of his voice didn’t prepare Chanhee for how much passion he puts into it, making Chanhee’s knees wobble a little at the promise of what the night has in store.

Behind him, Kevin is kissing his neck, but then he isn’t. Chanhee feels more than hears it when Jaehyun pulls Kevin into a kiss, and it feels impossible that this works as well as it does, because all he can think of is that they’re entangled like this—he’s half in Jacob’s hold and half in Kevin’s, but Jaehyun’s hand is on his chest, his thumb brushing the patch of skin revealed by his shirt being slightly pulled aside.

It goes on like this for a moment longer. Jaehyun claims his lips from Jacob’s, and when Jacob retaliates by pulling Jaehyun in for a kiss, it’s Kevin who turns Chanhee around to kiss him again. Chanhee gets dizzy with it, being pulled each and every way, but he likes it. It’s definitely different from what he’s used to, because he has never been with more than one person at a time, much less like this, with three, and with all of them working so well together like only people in a relationship would. For all the pulling, there is no real tension—there’s teasing, and then there’s the sexy kind of tension, where Chanhee feels like they’re on a mission to outpleasure each other, and it’s all so unbelievably delicious.

God. He’s getting hard just from some making out.

“Should we move this to the bedroom?” Kevin suggests, his breath fanning Chanhee’s jawline as Jaehyun claims his lips.

“Babe,” and here Chanhee melts because Jacob touches his chin to get his attention, which means he is the babe now, and oh, okay, yes. Very much yes. He breaks the kiss to turn to Jacob, and Jacob asks, “Do you prefer—I mean, do you have any, uh, preferences?”

“He means top or bottom,” Jaehyun translates.

“Oh.” Chanhee tries to think, but Kevin is still kissing that spot right below his jawline, so it’s a slower process than usual. “I usually bottom but I don’t mind topping…”

The bright smile Jaehyun gives him and Kevin’s hand traveling south to squeeze his ass almost distract him from Jacob’s next words.

“Okay, good to know,” Jacob says, ever so sweet. “We can adapt to you, so if at any point you wanna change things up, try something else, or—Well, just let us know. Okay?” He caresses Chanhee’s cheek like a lover, which shouldn’t turn Chanhee on even more, but somehow, it does. “Tonight is all about you.”

“God, you’re so—”

“Hot,” Jaehyun completes for him. “He is, isn’t he?”

Kevin detaches from Chanhee’s neck to say, “We should really move this party to the bedroom now.”

And so they do, with Kevin leading the way and Jaehyun’s hand still resting on Chanhee’s lower back.

—

Their bed is surprisingly big. Or, well, maybe not all that surprising—Chanhee can see why three people would need a wide bed to fit, but for some reason that doesn’t register until he’s climbing onto it after Kevin.

By this point, they’re halfway to undressed. Chanhee has ditched his pants, much too careful with his outfit to risk anyone ruining zippers here, while Kevin has taken off his mesh top and Jacob is in the middle of pulling off Jaehyun’s shirt for him.

Chanhee watches, a little mesmerized, as Jacob works his lips over Jaehyun’s collarbones, hands tight around his slim waist. The way Jaehyun looks so taken, letting Jacob pull him in closer to the bed, makes Chanhee’s mouth water. He turns to his side, to where Kevin is now done placing his accessories on the nightstand, and watches, equally as hypnotized, the way his blond hair just about touches his broad shoulders.

Kevin smirks. “Come here,” he calls, reaching for Chanhee’s wrist. 

Maybe a bit more eager than he wanted to let on, Chanhee goes. He climbs on top of Kevin’s lap, knees on either side of him, and runs his hands over Kevin’s pecs. He’s so toned but so naturally beautiful too, like all the muscle is less for show and more just him. Chanhee may not be crazy about buff guys, but he’s ready to admit he’s crazy about Kevin and the strong hands cupping his ass to pull him closer.

“Do you want me to take this off for you?” Kevin asks, glancing at Chanhee’s shirt. Chanhee nods, glad to have that out of the way, especially when Kevin’s hands go higher, up his back, then around to feel his pecs and stomach. The mattress dips, but Chanhee doesn’t take his eyes off him. “I’ll be honest, I—Well, we don’t do this often.”

“Yeah, I could tell.”

Kevin gasps in mocked offense. “Are we that awkward?”

“No,” Chanhee laughs, enjoying running his fingers over Kevin’s body. “I mean, not that awkward. It’s cute.”

Jaehyun’s voice comes so close to his ear that Chanhee bites back a surprised noise. “So we’re cute?” He kisses Chanhee’s naked shoulder and then his neck before his teeth are grazing Chanhee’s earlobe to whisper, “Which one is cuter?”

Such a silly question with so many silly answers to choose from. Chanhee thinks he hears Jacob giggle.

“Whoever is making me feel the best at the moment,” he says.

“So me.”

Jaehyun nuzzles his hair and presses closer, reaching around to grab Chanhee over his underwear. The moment is all the more intense because Chanhee is still on Kevin’s lap, and Kevin is watching him closely, gaze never straying from his face even as Chanhee’s eyes flutter in barely contained pleasure.

“Hyung,” Kevin calls, eyes still fixed on Chanhee’s. “You wanna eat him out, or should I?”

Oh, God. 

“Do I get a say in it?” Chanhee asks, just to tease, his tone light. 

Kevin grins. “By all means, take your pick.”

“Oh, well—” Chanhee can’t choose between them. He wants both, isn’t that obvious? Annoyed by his own stupid joke, he whines, “Ugh, just do it already, don’t make me choose. I want all of you.”

“Alright,” Jaehyun says. He tugs briefly at the waistband of Chanhee’s underwear and pulls back. “Me first.”

It takes only a little maneuvering to get his underwear off and for Kevin to shift aside, leaving the middle of the bed for Chanhee while Jacob stands up to dim the overhead light and turn on the bedside lamp. 

The mood changes. Things feel a little more real now, with Chanhee getting back on the bed and lying on his stomach. His bravado threatens to falter now that he’s the only one naked, but it’s not for long; as soon as he’s situated on the mattress, hugging a pillow to rest his head on, there are hands on his hips bringing him back out of his thoughts.

Jaehyun caresses his sides and plants a kiss on a buttcheek. When Chanhee looks over his shoulder at him, he catches the moment Jaehyun grazes teeth over the skin, right before he gives it a little love bite.

He keeps eye contact as he spreads Chanhee’s cheeks and brushes a thumb over his rim. Then he’s leaning down to use his tongue and Chanhee all but crumbles; he sighs, letting his head drop to the soft pillow he’s hugging to his chest.

Not that it should make much of a difference, since a tongue is a tongue, but Chanhee can tell Jaehyun is very into what he’s doing. He’s had practice, and he has the thirst for it too, big hands holding Chanhee’s cheeks firmly in place. It’s one hell of a rimjob, bordering on too good to be true. If Chanhee hadn’t been on his way to hard already, this would’ve done it.

The bed dips on his other side, so he turns his head. Now Kevin is naked too, and he approaches for a languid, unhurried kiss that Chanhee accepts wholeheartedly. It doesn’t last too long, though—Kevin nips at his bottom lip and pulls away to lie down on the bed next to him, but on his back instead. Jacob is right after him, kneeling between Kevin’s legs with a bottle of lube in hand.

Chanhee watches, entranced and a little too worked up thanks to Jaehyun, as Jacob slathers lube on his fingers and starts pushing two inside of Kevin. He’s gentle but straightforward, like they’ve been here enough times to know how it goes without the need for words—and isn’t that just stupidly hot? Chanhee doesn’t know why that gets him going, but it does; the silent conversation they have with their eyes before Jacob starts fucking his fingers in turns Chanhee on. He bites into his lip. Behind him, Jaehyun’s fingers dig into his asscheeks and his tongue works harder, faster, until Chanhee can’t really hold back a little noise.

What’s worse? Kevin is touching himself while looking at him.

“Here,” Jacob says from somewhere behind them.

Chanhee can’t really see what he’s doing, nor does he try, too preoccupied as it is, but then Jaehyun moans against him and oh. He turns around to see that yeah, Jacob has both hands busy now. 

Jacob catches him looking and grins. “I’m ambidextrous,” he explains, like that’s the point here. It’s so tongue-in-cheek and yet delivered in such a sweet voice that Chanhee laughs, a little deliriously—they’ve barely done anything and he’s already so hard.

That goes on for a while longer, enough for Jaehyun to start squirming against him, and for Kevin to reach for the bedside table to produce condoms. He gives one to Chanhee, who then runs a hand through Jaehyun’s hair before gently tugging him away.

The image of Jaehyun’s flushed, wet face gets Chanhee’s face all flushed, but he still manages a remarkably steady, “Come here, let me return the favor.”

Jaehyun doesn’t waste a second climbing up the bed—and Chanhee’s body—to leave a kiss on his collarbone. “How are you doing that?”

“I don’t know,” Chanhee admits. He meets Jacob’s eyes over his head, then Kevin’s, both watching them, but asks Jaehyun, “You tell me. What do you want?”

“I want you to fuck me,” Jaehyun says, nosing his neck.

It’s blunt enough to send sparks all over Chanhee’s body. He swallows and nods. “Ok,” he says. “Lie down for me, then.”

He doesn’t mean to sound bossy, and he knows his tone comes off too soft and fascinated to really give that effect, but still, Jaehyun is much too happy to immediately plop down next to him with a big smile.

“You’re gonna tell me what to do?”

“I never said that.”

“You could, though,” Jaehyun says. He opens his legs to welcome Chanhee between them. “These two love bossing me around.”

“Not as much as you love being bossed around,” Kevin quips. He’s shifting in bed to lean back against the headboard, while Jacob is sitting closer to touch Jaehyun’s abs. “Seriously, he’s very into it,” Kevin tells Chanhee. “But you don’t have to do everything he asks because honestly, he just likes to beg.”

“Hey!” 

“It’s true, babe,” Jacob says.

Head filled with all those little details—and just how pretty of a picture they paint together—Chanhee rolls the condom on himself and gets in a good position, slicking himself up with lube. Jacob has already prepped Jaehyun, so all Chanhee really needs to do is put one hand on Jaehyun’s thigh to keep it out of the way as he slowly sinks down into him.

Unsurprisingly, Jaehyun is very vocal. He groans as Chanhee pushes in, and Jacob chooses that moment to grab Jaehyun’s dick and start stroking it leisurely. Or maybe not so leisurely, because every upwards stroke matches Chanhee’s slowly building rhythm, and Jaehyun looks overcome with pleasure almost right away. 

This is absolutely insane. And so absurdly hot.

Chanhee can’t fathom being here. Jaehyun feels and looks incredible, and his big, muscular arms look the prettiest like this, clinging onto the sheets and onto Kevin’s thigh as he loses himself in the feeling. Then Jacob goes down to take Jaehyun’s cock into his mouth, and Jaehyun moans the loudest he has moaned so far.

There’s very little time to think when Chanhee’s head is filled with nothing but oh my God, but still, a few things pass through his mind as he picks up the pace. One, that yes, he can admit that he likes to render a big guy like Jaehyun speechless on his dick, sorry so very not sorry. Two, that there’s just something so enticing, so delicious about watching these people in bed together, and how practiced intimacy brings a layer to their interactions that Chanhee is surprisingly rather envious of. And three, that oh, the way Kevin is looking at him is setting him completely ablaze from inside out.

“Feels good, yeah?” Kevin asks him, a sly smirk on his face, as if he knows exactly what is going through Chanhee’s head. He’s picking at his bottom lip, gaze intense as he slowly strokes himself with his other hand. “Go harder, he can take it. He’ll love it.”

“I can speak for—ah, ah!—myself,” Jaehyun stutters around a moan, before he makes eye contact with Chanhee and says, as cheeky as he can manage, all things considered, “Go harder, I’ll love it.”

“Oh my God, this is so—” Chanhee breathes out, unable to finish that thought. And then he does just as asked.

It’s almost enough to dislodge Jacob from where he’s still busy sucking Jaehyun off, but he doesn’t budge. Chanhee feels comfortable going a little harder than he usually does, knowing that Jaehyun wants him to, and safe in the knowledge that there’s two more people in here also invested in making sure everyone has a good time.

Kind of insane how hot it is to be able to really go for it and not worry too much. Chanhee may be a little more into it than expected.

And then. Kevin is moving.

He gets off the bed and walks around until he can climb onto the mattress again, this time right by Chanhee. His hands sneak around Chanhee’s waist as he plants a sweet kiss to the side of his neck. “You look so hot, baby,” he whispers into Chanhee’s ear, and Chanhee’s hips stutter in surprise, goosebumps all over his body. “Can I join?”

“Yes,” Chanhee says right away. He turns his head to catch Kevin’s lips in a kiss. “God, I want you so much...”

“Really? So can I fuck you?”

“Kevin.” He knows exactly what he’s doing whispering it like that, goddammit. “Yes, please. Yes, you can. Let me—”

He means to pull away, much to Jaehyun’s displeasure, who whines as soon as he stops his thrusting, but Kevin’s grip on his waist tightens before he can really move. “No, keep going, that's fine. Keep fucking him, just bend over a little.”

Can Chanhee really do that and not come on the spot? He’ll find out. Jacob needs to move out of the way so Chanhee can lean over Jaehyun, adjusting his position so Kevin can reach with lubed up fingers between his cheeks. The patient, confident way he does it is mind-numbingly hot; Chanhee knows his rhythm has all but gone out the window, but Jaehyun doesn’t look like he minds. If anything, his gaze only burns hotter, watching Chanhee’s face intently.

Finally, after prepping him with as much care as the position could afford them, Kevin brings his cock to Chanhee’s rim. Chanhee stops thrusting to let the tip breach him, exhaling as Kevin pushes inside, inch by inch, until he’s all the way in. Chanhee is all the way into Jaehyun too, which is so ridiculous and so hot and so beyond whatever he thought the night was gonna go like, that he needs a moment to just breathe.

“That’s nice,” Jacob says. He’s just there, watching them so very close, one hand coming up to touch Chanhee’s chin and then caress his cheek. “You’re so pretty, Chanhee-ya.”

Chanhee whimpers, a little pathetically, like he’s lost all ability for words. He may have, because the tenderness of Jacob’s touch is such a contrast to the hunger in his eyes, it makes Chanhee weak. He parts his lips, begging without words for a kiss that Jacob gives him readily, sweet as anything. Chanhee throbs inside of Jaehyun.

Just as Jacob breaks the kiss with a smile, Kevin gives a tentative thrust. The chain reaction is immediate—Chanhee is thrust into Jaehyun, who groans loudly and reaches for Jacob. That’s the green light Kevin needs to really start moving, his thrusting doing most of the work while Chanhee barely even needs to move to make Jaehyun’s eyes roll back.

As if that’s not enough, as if they aren’t already driving Chanhee into an imminent orgasm, Jacob moves closer so Jaehyun can suck his dick. It’s happening right in front of Chanhee’s face too, so he can’t not watch—he finds himself drooling over the sight of Jacob’s cock fit so snugly between Jaehyun’s lips, and before he knows it, he’s reaching for Jacob’s hip. With one hand on top of Chanhee’s head (oh, Jesus), Jacob pulls from Jaehyun’s mouth to let Chanhee have a go, and then he starts alternating between them, letting them slobber all over him to their hearts’ content.

There’s just no way Chanhee is lasting any longer than this. Kevin’s hands on him, his dick inside of him, Jaehyun so perfectly tight around him, Jacob’s dick so heavy on his tongue—that all pushes Chanhee over the edge before he realizes it’s happening. He comes with a gasp, Jacob slipping out of his mouth as he closes his eyes and fills the condom, his entire body alight like he’s nothing but nerve endings, all being stimulated at once.

Jaehyun comes as soon as he feels Chanhee coming, one hand wrapped around his own dick and spurting all over their stomachs. Kevin fucks him (them) through it all, nudging Chanhee down until he’s pressed against Jaehyun and he can ride the last waves of his orgasm with a few last hard thrusts from Kevin’s hips.

After a moment, Kevin pulls out. He must pull the condom off too, because then he’s coming over Chanhee’s lower back, hissing quietly and cursing under his breath. Chanhee looks over his shoulder, licking his lips at what he sees—Kevin, with his eyebrows furrowed and his bottom lip between his teeth, pumping his dick hard and fast as he spurts the last few drops.

He thinks that’s it—nothing could ever be hotter than that moment right there—when here comes Jacob, leaning down to lick the mess on Chanhee’s back.

“Hyung,” Chanhee says. There’s nothing to say after that—he’s too brainless, what with the way Jacob’s tongue is licking the curve of his spine clean, sending a pleasurable shiver down his body. He rests on top of Jaehyun, who leaves a lasting kiss on his shoulder. 

It’s then Jacob who kisses his skin this time, when he’s all done. They take a second to relocate themselves so Chanhee can slip out of Jaehyun and onto his back on the mattress, eyes closed to catch his breath. He knows the others are moving around, but he’s basking in the sheer what the fuck just happened-ness of it all for a moment, so he doesn’t keep track. He thinks Kevin and Jacob might be kissing.

Wait. Jacob. He opens his eyes and props himself up on his elbows, blurting out, “Wait, you didn’t finish!”

Kevin has a hand around Jacob, stroking him lazily while Jacob hides a smile against his neck. “Relax, bro,” Kevin says, his tone full of mirth, lips kissed red. “There’s no rush. The night's not over yet.”

“It’s not?” Chanhee blinks. “Oh.”

“Of course not,” Jaehyun says. “What are we, amateurs?”

Kevin goes “I mean, I’m pretty sure we’d qualify as amateurs, yeah” but Jaehyun isn’t really paying attention.

In the blink of an eye he’s shouldering Kevin aside, all energy like he didn’t just have an orgasm and like his stomach isn’t still covered in the proof, pushing Jacob onto the bed so he’s sitting down instead of kneeling. Jaehyun climbs onto his lap and pumps Jacob’s dick once, twice, three times before he starts lining it up with his rim.

“Oh God,” Chanhee mutters, just as Jaehyun gasps out a, “Ah, Cobie…”

It quite literally feels like Chanhee might be getting hard again soon. So soon. Jaehyun wastes no time, just starts riding with a little help from Jacob’s hands bouncing his ass, and yeah, Chanhee is definitely invested.

Kevin comes to his side, chuckling. “They can keep going all night if we let them.”

“Should we?” Chanhee can only look away from the other two because it’s Kevin. They’re close, Kevin’s gorgeous foxy eyes enough to distract him. “What should we do?”

“We can watch.” Kevin leans against the headboard and pats the pillows next to him. “Come on.”

Chanhee goes. He lets Kevin wrap an arm around his shoulder and goes willingly when Kevin nudges his chin up and presses a chaste little kiss to his lips. It’s even softer when compared to the wanton moan Jaehyun lets out at the same time.

“We can give them some pointers, too,” Kevin says in a low voice. “You know, offer some suggestions, and all that.”

"Sounds fun." As do the implications. Chanhee bites his lip. “What else?”

“Well, we can do whatever you want, too,” Kevin says with the prettiest, hottest smirk Chanhee has ever seen. “Just say the word. We’re all yours.”

Those words have such an effect on Chanhee that he opens a big smile, but he pairs it with an eye roll, just because. “So you’re the cheesy kind, huh.”

“Oh, buddy, you haven’t seen the half of it, trust me.”

Chanhee’s smile only grows bigger before he pulls that silly, hot, stupidly handsome man down for another kiss.