seventeen oneshots

a good baby boy (jihancheol)

LINK:

http://archiveofourown.org/works/12301863

Summary:

All Joshua wants is to be good to his two daddies but some days its better not to strain himself.

There were days where Joshua could do anything.

Days where he could take two cocks up his hole no problem, lost somewhere between bare consciousness and nirvana as they bounced his body between them. Days where he could take two, three rounds of orgasms, all because he had two boyfriends and an overwhelming desire to love the both of them equally and completely.

And then there were days like today. A dick in his ass and another in his mouth, and it's all so much. Seungcheol is ruthless, slamming into the small boy over and over without stop and though it feels amazing, Seungcheol so big and warm and snug, he was going way too fast for Joshua to keep up around Jeonghan's dick.

He tries, of course.

Joshua was their very good baby boy. Joshua could do anything most of the time. And with their hands petting him all over, soft coos of, "Oh baby you're doing so well, so good to your daddies. Our precious Shua, so perfect for us" Joshua sure as hell tries his very best.

Jeonghan's cock is solid and heavy on his tongue, and where it lacks in girth, it more than makes up for in length. Usually it's this length that drives Jisoo crazy, going into him so deep it touches every part of him. But with Seungcheol thrusting into him, pushing his already weak body forward, Jisoo almost chokes around it.

A guttural moan breaks through Jeonghan's throat – his head falling back in pleasure – and Joshua can't stop now, not when Jeonghan is enjoying it so much.

He pulls his head up, forces his left arm to keep him propped up even as it screams to give way, and takes Jeonghan's rod in his right hand so that at least, at least, he can suck on the head. There are warm hands in his hair, stroking him, praising him, Jeonghan's "Oh oh, J-Jisoo– Josh– s-so, g-good," and Seungcheol's equally blissed out panting distract him enough that he doesn't realize he's sobbing.

Tears slip past his eyes, and a pained sob falls through his lips even as they're wrapped around Jeonghan's dick. His vision was starting to swim, and the pain, the pain–

He falls away from Jeonghan's cock, and he's so far gone he doesn't realize Seungcheol's stopped. He wants to say something, tell him to go on, but he can't. He's too tired and it's all so much.

Above him Seungcheol and Jeonghan share a concerned look.

"Shua?" One of his lovers asks and it sounds like its coming through water, "Shua are you okay? Do we need to stop?"

He shakes his head vehemently, despite how tired he was.

"No! Please daddy, please please, I'm sorry I was bad, I'm sorry I couldn't take care of you." Joshua looks up from under wet lashes at Jeonghan and the elder immediately softens.

"Oh baby, no, don't think like that," Jeonghan immediately assures, taking the younger's face in his hands, "Baby you're perfect for us, so perfect. We're sorry we didn't see we were hurting you, so sorry baby."

"But–"

"Shu-yah, we can stop if you want," and this time its Seungcheol talking, leaning over his body so he can whisper softly in his ears. "We don't want you to get hurt."