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Yeosang just so happened to be on his way to the living room when a low chuckle ripped him out of his thoughts. He had been under the impression that he was alone with Wooyoung in the house, but apparently that wasn’t the case. Intrigued, Yeosang decided to change his destination and follow the source of the chuckling into the kitchen.
Entering the dimly lit room, he found two of his boyfriends snuggled up together at the dining table. Seonghwa looked rather amused with himself while he seemed to be feeding a rather drowsy looking Mingi from a bowl of re-heated tteokbokki.
“Why are you feeding him hyung? And why are you so…. thorough with it?” Yeosang was more than just a bit confused when the eldest started chuckling again.
“Well, just look at our princess! He had a long day at work and is just a teensy bit tired, so I volunteered to get him to eat at least a tiny bit.” Seonghwa chuckled again and proceeded to accidentally smear some sauce on the other’s lips. “Just look how cute his lips are when the spices make them puff up.”
Yeosang couldn’t part his eyes from the very red and even-puffier- than-usual lips of his boyfriend. The thought of kissing them promptly surged through his head, and because Yeo had basically no impulse control when it came to situations like this, he did just that. He took a few broad steps towards Mingi and tugged on his hair just hard enough to make his head fall back. The drowsy look in Mingi’s eyes combined with his slightly parted and very puffy lips made Mini look so, so sinful, that Yeosang almost couldn’t repress the groan building in his own throat.
They shared a lazy kiss, the spice resting on Mingi’s lips making its way to Yeosang's. He felt his own tingling warmly and revelled in the feeling of not just the kiss itself, but also the additional sensation.
Next to him Seonghwa's breathing hitched. Yeosang loved the effect his antics had on each and every one of his partners. A small whine left Mingi’s throat when their kiss ended and their lips parted; consciously stroking over the patch of hair Yeosang just grabbed on to, he turned to face Seonghwa with a questioning look.
“You just had an idea, right? Come on tell me.”
The way Seonghwa’s eyes widen told Yeosang that he was dead right, knowing his boyfriends inside and out had its perks.
“Well, I just thought about how his lips look perfect for a blowjob right now and then I thought about the spice and how that would feel on my dick and ugh. ”Seonghwa’s blushing face contorted into a mockingly painful grimace, while Mingi started to squirm underneath Yeosang’s hand.
“Don’t squirm princess,” Yeo tutted, “Are you getting excited? Wanting to suck dick so much even while being this sleepy?”
A full-fledged moan ripped out of Mingi’s throat, making Yeosang chuckle in response.
“Well, I might just know exactly the right person to for that right now,” Yeo’s voice took on a darker, almost sinister, tone. He then let go of Mingi, nudging him towards Seonghwa again. The youngest didn’t it seem to care about getting passed over – he simply let out a content sigh and snuggled into his boyfriend, who in return started feeding him again.
Yeosang turned away to walk out of the kitchen while grinning mischievously – looking back for a second to lock eyes with Seonghwa to say: “I am going to be back in a second and will take Mingi with me, but I’m going to make some preparations first.”
He left the kitchen and strutted straight to the bedroom he usually shares with Wooyoung. The younger was still cozied up in bed, blanket up to his nose and laptop on his stomach playing some new K-Drama. Wooyoung's eyes, which were previously glued to the flickering device, found Yeosang’s darker ones – he instantly perked up from his blanket mountain, a questioning look on his face.
“Did you forget something hyungie?”
The grin on Yeosang’s face grew again as he strolled over to the bed – stopping right in front of it, just to put his hand in Wooyoung’s hair.
“I have a proposition for you kitten.” Yeosang’s grin now bordered on diabolical, while his boyfriend sat up eagerly upon hearing his special nickname.
“What would that proposition be then?”
Yeosang continued to stroke Wooyoung’s hair, getting lost in the sensation as his thoughts spiralled around his incredible idea – he knew Woo wouldn’t say no to it anyways, too eager to please his partner in any way possible while satisfying his own needs, nonetheless. Yeosang felt himself getting hard as the imagery of Wooyoung writhing underneath Mingi’s mouth, and the burn of the spices bringing tears to his face, appeared in his subconsciousness.
“Hyung?” Wooyoung’s questioning whisper brought him back to reality and with that also to his lovely boyfriend.
“Ah yes – I am sorry, kitten, I got distracted,” Yeosang chuckled, “Seonghwa-hyung is in the kitchen playing a bit with Mingi, he is trying to see how puffy his lips can get while eating tteokbokki.”
Wooyoung's face grew even more confused, not realising what the older seemed to implicate.
“Hwa-hyung then said something about spicy blowjobs and I thought you’d maybe want to be involved in this.”
Wooyoung's eyes grew wider, his posture straightening into a more focused position before he started nodding eagerly. Yeosang, in turn, let out a pleased hum, proud in himself for coming up with an idea he knew his kitten would like.
“I see you like the idea?” An almost desperate sounding while left Wooyoung’s throat while he kept nodding impatiently as an answer.
Pleased with his reaction, Yeosang once again stroked the younger's hair, slowly coming closer and leaving a quick peck on his lips, just to then whisper in Wooyoung’s ear.
“I am going to get Mingi. You will strip down to those cute panties - I know you are already wearing them - and when I return, I’ll expect you to be sitting on the edge of this bed, legs spread and hands behind your back. Do you understand, kitten?”
Wooyoung's body started to shiver slightly under the firm strokes of his boyfriend.
“Yes, Sir.”
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Getting Mingi to leave the kitchen and follow him into one of the bedrooms was easier than Yeosang thought it was going to be. Apparently, the younger was very eager to follow anything his beloved boyfriend, as he put it himself, asked him to do - even grabbing and handing over a bag of spicy Takis as instructed - while he was still in his slightly drowsy headspace.
Yeosang brought them both to a halt right in front of the bedroom door they were due to pass through in a moment. Before they could do that, the older had to make sure to check up on Mingi and see if he was still up for what was to come. He hadn’t been in a scene with Mingi in some time, so he needed to make sure all boundaries he remembered were still clear. To do exactly that, Yeosang turned around, looking up slightly to lock eyes with his boyfriend, who in return just smiled down at him happily.
Yeosang spoke gently: “Princess, remind me of your safe word.”
“Rose.”
“Good boy. What do you use when you cannot speak at the moment?”
“I tap whatever body part I can reach three times.”
While answering Yeosang’s questions, Mingi seemed to awaken a little bit, he still had that dreamy, drowsy smile on his face, but his posture was gradually becoming more stabilised. The older kept asking a few questions, making sure Mingi felt safe and comfortable going into the bedroom with him, where Wooyoung was eagerly waiting for their arrival.
As they entered the room, they found the youngest of the three sat obediently on the bed, just as he was instructed, with his hands behind his back and his beautiful legs spread wide enough to let a person kneel on the floor in between them. Yeosang let Mingi trail next to him while they made their way to the bed – his hand found its place in Wooyoung’s hair once again, patting the silky strands, while he turned around to Mingi.
“Look princess, I got our lovely kitten to join us in this fun experiment.” Yeosang’s voice was laced with faux amusement - his hand grabbing the black hair underneath him. Pulling back Wooyoung's head ripped a moan from the throat of the youngest and, much to Yeosang's amusement, also from his princess – who in turn looked like he was one word away from kneeling right where he currently stood.
Yeosang lifted his free hand in Mingi’s direction, beckoning him over. The taller one taking it almost shyly, while a blush painted his face a pretty shade of rose.
“Come here and kneel in between his legs princess." Mingi followed his command willingly – his tall and fully dressed figure fitting so well where he knelt obediently in front of the almost completely naked Wooyoung.
The latter was still panting just from his head being pulled back. His lips parted and eyes closed – Yeosang thought he looked divine this way – all pliant and ready for what was to come.
“Look at our pretty kitten.” Yeosang’s voice was silky smooth as his free hand slowly travelled from Wooyoung’s chest, over his abdomen, to his lace-covered bulge – drawing more and more whines from the youngest. Mingi’s eyes followed the roaming hand attentively, his breathing getting heavier as they arrived at his point of desire.
“Princess?”
“Yes, Sir?” Mingi’s voice came out so breathy that it was almost inaudible.
“Be a dear and unpack your snack, while I prepare a different one. And no tasting beforehand!” The tallest nodded excitedly – eagerly getting to work on removing Wooyoung’s panties, while Yeosang let go of his kitten’s hair to pick up the forgotten bag of Takis and opening it.
The youngest let out a loud whine as his dick came in contact with the chillier air outside of its snug home. It was evident how much both subs wanted to touch - Mingi’s eyes not leaving the cock in front of him – and, in Wooyoung’s case, to be touched - his slight hip movements showing off his desperation. Greater than this desire though, was the urge to be good and behave, and Yeosang knew that.
Planning to use that to his advantage, he pulled back Wooyoung’s head swiftly once again, locking eyes with the other’s big and pleading ones. In that moment Yeosang couldn’t resist. Way too entangled in his boyfriend’s beauty did he place a quick, messy kiss on his lips. Once again basking in the whines his actions elicited from both of his subs.
Composing himself again and parting from Wooyoung’s lips, Yeosang began to instruct them, emphasising his deep voice: “One hand in front of you, kitten. Open it.” He placed three Takis into his boyfriend’s hand. “You will hold them up right next to your dick, be sure to not let it touch. And keep watching our dear princess.”
Wooyoung’s breath audibly hitched, while Yeosang guided his hand in the right position - a light tremble settling into his limbs. Right then Wooyoung seemed to realise that he was about to watch Mingi’s beautiful, swollen lips sucking on these instead of his cock in just a moment.
“Very good,” Yeosang hummed, “keep it there. Princess come get a treat, before we get to the good stuff!”
Ever obedient, Mingi leaned forward, tongue lolling out to lick a broad stroke from the other’s fingers to the end of the Takis. Wooyoung’s hips bucked up into the air instantly, earning him a slap on his thigh from Yeosang.
“Nothing like that, yet, kitten, you will have to wait your turn.”
The room filled quickly with sinful moans and even louder whines from both of his subs, as he guided and praised them. A melody so dear to Yeosang’s ears that he would have loved to stand there for hours, just to see his lovers come undone underneath his commands. But as much as he was delighted to see Wooyoung’s eyes glistening with unshed tears, as he had to watch Mingi suck on more and more Takis, which in turn let his lips bloom up in a beautiful shade of red – they had an even better plan for today.
They were already half a bag of Takis in, when Yeosang finally leaned forward to touch Mingi’s chin softly. The other instantly pulling away from his task, big round eyes shining towards the oldest, looking at him as though he hung the stars. Seeing one of the biggest members of his group looking this utterly devoted, filled Yeosang’s ego to the brim. A grin plastered itself on his face, as he lightly brushed his fingers over Mingi’s cheek.
“You two are doing so, so well. I think we should get to the fun part now, huh?”
Both subs nodded vigorously, desperation clearly visible. So Yeosang did the only thing his mind could think of. After instructing Wooyoung to put his hand behind his back again, he decided to grab Mingi by the hair, moving his head just a few centimetres away from the painfully neglected cock in front of him.
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“Give our kitten a little kiss, would you?” Yeosang commanded.
And Mingi listened, placing a little innocent kiss right on the tip of Wooyoung’s dick.
What followed was a moan turned cry from the youngest. It couldn’t have hurt much at all, but the mixture of the spiciness and the sudden stimulation meant that Wooyoung crumbled much faster than he would usually. Yeosang watched his response attentively, revelling in the tears spilling over his blushing cheeks, the twitches every time Mingi would place another kiss on him.
“Please…. please no.” Wooyoung cried, although he didn’t make any attempt to flee from the burning touches, he only barely jerked away from the sensation.
Letting go of Mingi’s hair, Yeosang hummed lightly: “Such a good girl. Making our kitten cry so well. Keep going.”
Knowing Mingi would follow his instructions obediently, the oldest turned his attention to the writhing man next to him. He yanked Wooyoung’s head back just before another wave of pain and pleasure hit the sub. Yeosang watched the next cry forming on his lips, how his face contorted - so beautiful yet helpless to what was happening to him.
“Keep looking at me kitten. You brought this on yourself, now I’m gonna watch you feel it,” Yeosang tutted when Wooyoung tried to close his eyes instead of keeping eye contact, like before.
“Ah, Sir …. No, please!” His whining got even more desperate as Mingi switched from kissing to sucking on his dick continuously. With Wooyoung’s lips staying parted helplessly as he babbled his little pleas, Yeosang couldn’t resist his urges and pushed two fingers of his free hand into the sub’s mouth. He pressed down on his tongue, effectively shushing Wooyoung, and leaned further over his face, just to stick out his own tongue and let some spit drip into the other’s mouth – who swallowed it like he was starving.
Wooyoung seemed to come more undone by the minute. After Yeosang removed his fingers, his sub’s whines and moans grew louder and louder, while his pleas turned in a more desperate direction.
“Please Sir… Please, I – I need to…,” Wooyoung’s voice faltered a bit, though he found it easily the moment after Mingi unlatched himself from his dick upon Yeosang’s request, “No! I wanna cum. Please. Please. Pl-“
Yeosang’s fingers silenced him almost instantly again, just for him to turn to Mingi and utter:
“Give him your best princess.”
The noises in the bedroom doubled once again. Nasty slurping noises paired beautifully with Wooyoung screaming and moaning in ecstasy. Yeosang felt nothing but awe and fondness while watching both of his boyfriends descent into pure pleasure. Reaching his climax, Wooyoung’s screaming turned breathless – his body shivering and twitching, as he shot his cum all over Mingi’s face.
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Yeosang let go of Wooyoung’s hair, slowly lowering his upper body down on the bed while leaving little kisses all over his face.
“You did so well, kitten,” he whispered, “take a breather and I’ll clean you up in a second, okay?”
He received a tiny nod from Wooyoung and placed one last kiss before standing and turning to Mingi. The taller was still kneeling on the floor, once again looking at his dom with big, shining eyes. Yeosang held out his hands, one to help him stand, while the other brushes over his cheek – smearing the cum all over it.
“My pretty princess,” Yeosang mused, also placing a few kisses on Mingi’s face – revelling in the taste of Wooyoung on his tongue.
“Go lay down with Woo. I am going to get a towel and clean you both up.” Mingi nodded, a little smile decorating his face. Yeosang did his best to quickly grab a towel and a few water bottles stored on the other side of the room. They had placed them there exactly for scenes like this. Walking back to the bed, Yeosang opened on of the bottles, pouring the liquid out onto the towel in order to then clean the two blissed out figures who were cuddling in front of him. He finished his task by throwing the towel in a corner and then helping his boyfriends to sip a bit of water, before snuggling up to them.
After a few minutes, a raspy voice cut through the silence.
“That was fun.” Upon saying that, Mingi’s face grew red almost instantly, whereas Wooyoung began to giggle uncontrollably.
Yeosang smiled proudly at seeing the delight in the others’ eyes. But even then, he had one last task to fulfil before they all could take a well-deserved nap. Taking a deep breath, he stated his usual question:
“Was there something you did not like in this scene? Anything we should keep in mind for next time?”
Immediately he received negative headshakes from his boyfriends. Mingi once again blushing, while trying to hide the grin that had formed on his lips. Wooyoung instead, very much attuned to their ritual after these intense scenes, spoke up:
“I liked everything hyung. The Takis were kind of evil, but that made everything after even more intense. I’m going to say thanks to Seonghwa-hyung for having the idea.”
Another giggle escaped his lips as he cuddled up to Mingi again.
Yeosang just watched both of them fondly for a minute, before he also leaned closer and whispered:
“I am glad you had fun my loves. It was a pleasure to get spicy with you.”