Depraved

I Can Learn Again

Seungmin was leaning against Felix's open coffin when they got down to the basement. "Minho?"

"He's back. He's safe. We have a lot to go over, but we'll do it tonight." It would be pointless to worry them now. The information would only keep them up.

Felix squeezed the cat plushie in his hands so tightly that the sewn-in eyes popped off and clattered on the floor. "He's... Minho is... back? He's home?" It was the first time he'd spoken since the escape.

"Yeah. And I think he might want to stay this time cub." Chan smiled, setting a hand along his cheek.

"Really?"

"Yes. Did you want me to sleep with you?"

"Please. Can't we-?" one of his pale hands slid beneath Chan's shirt in question.

"Oh. Uhh..."

"Can we wait until later to celebrate cub?" Hyunjin asked, noticing the elder's hesitation. They were all pretty terrible at denying him anything, but Chan had only just healed from two terrible wounds. Sex wouldn't tire him out, but it wouldn't make him stronger either.

Felix shook his head emphatically. "Please. You smell like him. Missed him so much. I want to. I want you inside."

"How about we both help you then? I don't want Channie to get tired." Hyunjin hefted himself up to kneel behind him, setting out a hand to pull in Chan who knelt in front.

Felix dove into the elder's embrace, already kissing over his throat.

"Smell so good. Sooo good. I'm so happy. He's really back."

"Easy cub."

"Want to... want to cum with his taste in my mouth."

"Well, shit."

Hyunjin prepped him quickly, almost light-headed with the speed that blood had rushed to fill his cock. He lubed up and swiftly penetrated, laying both hands on the remarkably small width of his hips.

Felix moaned right into Chan's open mouth.

"Jinnie... you... fill me so good. Feel... tingly."

The eldest gently goaded him into more kisses, his hands reaching under Felix's shirt and pinching at his nipples. They met each other's eyes over the top of his head.

"Ah! Hard. Can you-? I'm close. Sorry. Too close. Minho..."

"That's good." Hyunjin was exhausted- barely feeling past the nerves- but he was close too. It was like his body was hard-wired to his lovers. Maybe he needed it. Or maybe Felix was just that irresistible.

"Can I-? UHN! Can I drink Channie?"

"Of course."

"Ah- mmm!" He was almost violent when he bit him, mouth wide over the side of his neck. Felix's throat moved as he drank, and he was able to stop himself without Chan telling him to.

He was getting better.

"Deeper Jinnie. Want it... deep."

There was blood on his pink tongue, in-between his white teeth.

"Deep?"

"Yes-uh. Please."

"Then come here."

Chan helped to push the younger to his knees so Hyunjin could wrap arms around his front. The angle was good, Felix's tiny waist tilted up and back, the arch of his spine a perfect handhold for Chan who molded to his front, keeping the angle tight. It seemed that was the last thing he needed.