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SunJayWon: Pink Party

Jay is smiling as he gazes down from where he's laid against the hotel room pillows, legs spread wide and chest heaving as he thinks about what's coming. He's excited, has been ecstatic since Sunoo shily entered the room he's sharing with Jungwon, clad in an oversized shirt and sweats. Jungwon was fucking needy, tugging at Jay's clothes and trying to grind up on him all night as he whined dirty things into his ear, just how he knows gets Jay going. There was a glimmer in his eyes when he looked up at Jay from where he was sprawled on his abdomen, huffing in desperation as he begged him to play, his hands trailing down dangerously.

Sure, the way his eyes were glossy with lust was hot, but the way he softly giggled in excitement when he asked if Sunoo could join made Jay bite his lips so hard he swore they would break and bleed.

It's one thing to have Jungwon, rough him up and savor him, spread his legs and hold him down by the hair until he's crying and shaking for more— it's another thing entirely to bend Sunoo over and slap his skin until it turns a pretty shade of pink as he gasps at every touch and thrust, praise him as he pulls up his big shirt further so Jay can fuck him better, deeper. They're different, and that's why Jay can't resist.

Yes. Fuck, yes, he can join us. Of course he can.

Currently it feels so good it shouldn't be allowed, so delicious it's near painful—Jungwon and Sunoo are pressed cheek to cheek, flushed and breathless, looking up at him through innocent eyes as their tongues dance over Jay's leaking tip. He can see their tongues touch and it's lewd, so lewd as they exchange saliva that rolls down over his hard shaft, and he wants to slap them both silly with his cock just for being so fucking pretty even while doing something so filthy.

Jay thinks he should cover their faces with his shirt, his hands, anything he can before he ejaculates prematurely and it lands all over their soft faces, catching on their bangs and eyelashes and pouty lips, but he rather just suck it up because the view is far too alluring.

"Good?" Sunoo gasps as he pulls away with a half smirk on his face, and Jay can't do much more than narrow his eyes and grunt.

What would people say if they saw what these pretty faces do behind closed doors? What would they think if they witnessed the way they're currently pushing their faces against each other's, hungry for it, slipping the head of Jay's cock through their soft lips and fluttering their eyelashes up at him innocently?

Sunoo does everything with the corners of his lips upturned slightly, because he loves the thrill, loves to tease, loves the taste. Jungwon does everything with his eyebrows furrowed adorably in concentration, determined to excel, always acting like it's a competition, eager to be the best at whatever he does.

"I don't wanna hurt either one of you," Jay groans out through a lazy smile, hand fisting on the bedsheets as thin fingers currently rub and run over the sensitive skin of his thighs, well kept nails digging into his pale skin softly. "It's going to be difficult if you keep teasing, though."

"You wouldn't hurt us," Sunoo whines out as he presses soft, quick kisses to the tip of Jay's cock, smirking with his eyes lowered as Jay throws his head back with a guttural groan. The veins bulging on the column of his neck look so pretty, like they'll burst from pleasure. "Right?"

"Fucking take me in your mouth, either one of you," Jay growls (and fuck, it sounded so hot), ignoring the fact that he hates that Sunoo knows him well, is well aware that Jay is too enamored to actually hurt them, lifting his head back up and extending his arms to grab a handful of the hair on the top of their heads. They both wince at the sheer force of Jay's grip, and he feels powerful, in control, even tough he knows they are the ones that have him in the palm of their hands. "Show some respect."