2 Moons: 6 Moons at the Beach (SMUT FANFIC)

The Husbands' Poorly Timed Bet & an Unforgettable Night

Narrator POV:

After the stress of those KPOP chicks, with their inability to take a hint, and the confusion set in motion by the 3 husbands' childish games, everyone was exhausted and no one was happy. Everyone wanted to enjoy a few days with their boyfriends, but ended up frustrated and lonely.

The couples crashed on the oversized California king mattress in their beach front hut ready to press skip and get to the next day...

Kit's POV:

We were the last ones to have sex, not that it's a race. Not that I need to catch up with anyone anyways. And I'm still pissed at Ming for being so casual and opening his stupid mouth. His stupid cute mouth. His cute mouth I haven't been able to kiss all the way here. Or at the beach.

We're all friends, right? I mean, we're all dudes? Pha and Beam have been my best friends forever. I'm over thinking it...

Although Ming pretends to be content holding me, I can't be the only one. We've come this far, right? What a waste, right?

We are all the way over to the right, I doubt anyone will notice.

A gently place my lips on Ming's lips knowing he'll act shocked and his cute, full eyebrows will overreact...once he adjusts and those lush eyebrows relax, I push his lips open with my tongue. I doubt anyone will pay attention anyways - everyone's so tired. I keep trying to convince myself.

What I didn't expect - and what I should have expected - was for Ming to be so damn noisy, and release the most sensual moan he's vocalized so far in our relationship.

I'm beyond embarrassed, and blushing but it's too late...my friends can go back outside at this point, but I'm going to be a good wife and let my husband keep kissing me.

Fourth's POV:

Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit! I'm over here trying not to move my body. Trying not to make a sound. Trying to not to grab Beam's junk and eat him alive...and what do I fucking hear?! That asshole Ming moaning. MING! If Ming's moaning, that means Kit doesn't care that we're even here. It was not the loudest moan ever, but we are all the way over here on the left...if I heard it then everyone heard it.

Oh, shit. Oh, shit. Oh, shit.

All that energy I've been spending not to completely embarrass the man I love and Ming just did it for him... Oh, I want to let go, but I basically burnt my hands off lighting those candles. If I piss him off again, who knows when he'll forgive me. I love him too much to start from scratch again.

"We're all a little bit drunk, Husband," Beam said not so quietly. "Husband... Beam loves Fourth. Beam is happy to be Fourth's wife."

Hearing Beam call me his husband, and hearing him willingly call himself my wife sends me over the edge - just like that first night he begged me to fuck him - I'm past the point of no return and I want to devour him.

Pha's POV:

This is the worst case scenario. My precious Yo took so long for us to make love - even for us to make our "down payments" in the university restroom...I've got to get him out of here.

We are right in the middle of this war zone...

And I sure as hell don't want Fourth glancing at my baby while pretending to be with Beam. First, I'd be pissed for Beam - that asshole better not hurt my best friend's feelings - but mostly, he better not touch the love of my life.

By this point, our eyes had all adjusted to the moonlight and it was time to rescue Yo. After everything he's been through I can't let him suffer through this awkward situation. I've been friends with Beam and Kit since before we knew what porn even was - and we've seen plenty of it together (even if Kit gets embarrassed and runs off every time), but I've never seen any porn on Yo's phone or on his computer. I'm sure he's innocent of it!