Yeosang's pov"San?" I asked sweetly. He woke up.
"Yes, babe?" He replied, his voice raspy from sleep.
"What's burning?" I sat up and ran down stairs, San hot on my tail. He grabbed the extinguisher from the wall and started spraying the small fire in our kitchen.
"Wooyoung, what were you doing?" San questioned and pulled a soot covered Wooyoung out of the smokey kitchen.
"I was trying to make breakfast for you two, but it set on fire." Wooyoung sighed and raked his fingers through his hair. San stepped into the kitchen to open the window.
"There's just an empty pot of water, Woo." San laughed and hugged the lustful sin. I smiled up at the pair happily.
"Thank you for trying, Woo. I appreciate it." I kissed his cheek.
Later that day, I was pulled aside after dinner by Jongho. He lead me upstairs to his bedroom, where I wouldn't go past the door."I'm not going into your room alone, Jongho. Not after Seonghwa. I'm sorry." I spoke and stayed in the hallway.
"Fine, we'll do this out here in the open where anyone can see or hear us." Jongho spoke and took steps closer to me. I back away, he took more steps closer. This continued until I hit the wall. He blocked me in with his arms.
"You May feel like you really like Wooyoung and San, but just you wait. You're mine Yeosang. I'm the one who found you, shouldn't I have you?" Jongho asked, his fingers softly tracing my cheekbone.
He kissed my forehead, and trailed kisses down my face, stopping before my lips. He looked me in the eye.
"Can I kiss your lips?" He asked gently. I gave it some thought, then nodded my head.
What's the harm? I thought to myself before a pair of lips encased my own. I responded back quickly, my arms swung around his shoulders.
He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me flush against him. I smiled into the kiss. He took it as an invitation and slid his tongue into my mouth.
I gave him a gentle tap on his chest. He pulled away with a grin.
"Wanna hit the sheets?" He asked, his hands on my hips. I slowly shook my head.
"I'm still a little sore from San and Wooyoung. They were my first consensual experience, so I want to wait a while before even thinking of giving my body to someone other than them." I mumbled out of breath. He nodded his head calmly.
"I understand, Sangie. Thank you anyways." Jongho smiled and pecked my lips again. He left with a smirk on his lips.
"Yeosang..." San started. He took a few steps towards me.
"What were you doing?" Wooyoung asked and pinned me against the wall I just stepped away from. I rolled my eyes and pecked his lips.
"I was kissing Jongho. What's wrong?" I asked, a little confused. The pair gazed at each other then smirked at me.
"Maybe you don't understand, Yeosangie. You're ours, why are you kissing another guy? And right in front of us?" San asked as he closed in behind Wooyoung. He wrapped his arms around Wooyoung's waist.
"Maybe you guys don't understand. I told him he couldn't have my body because I only wanted you two right now. You guys were my first consensual love, so I wanted to wait before I had anyone other than you two." I lowered my head, not wanting to look either in the eye.
"But yet you still let him kiss you?" Wooyoung asked incredulously. I sighed and kissed him and San both on the lips quickly.
"I kiss you both a lot!" I whined and pouted. They cooed at me and squished my cheeks. They then smirked at me again.
"Maybe we should punish you for allowing Jongho to kiss your pink lips?" San growled and kissed my lips over Wooyoung's shoulder. Wooyoung's hands slide from the wall to hold my hips gently but firmly.
"Maybe you should." I groaned, my mind foggy as Wooyoung squeezed my butt. I tousled their hair.
"Not out here, I'm shy." I spoke before being picked up by Wooyoung. His hands cupped my butt as he carried me into his bedroom this time.
"Good, no one else should see you like we do." Wooyoung growled and bit my earlobe. I smiled wildly and grabbed his hair, knowing just how much he liked it.
Wooyoung tossed me onto the bed and climbed above me. He kissed down my face sweetly before attaching his lips to my throat.
"What is it with you boys and my neck?" I mumbled as I gave him more access to my already bruised neck. He smirked against the skin as he looked at their handiwork.
"Should we move onto other skin?" San asked as he carefully sat me up, then pulled my shirt over my head. He tossed it away from us three as he kissed down my chest.
The next morning, I woke up sore. So sore I felt like I couldn't move without my hips hurting.
"This is all your fault!" I whined and weakly slapped their bare chests. They smiled sheepishly.
"Maybe you shouldn't have kissed Jongho, then." Wooyoung spoke, his voice deeper and raspy from sleep. I kissed his lips.
"We aren't boyfriends, why are you getting upset?" I asked confusedly. They both sighed.
"Well, since we have gotten to sleep with you, that means to the others that you're ours. It means no one else should have you." San replied. My eyes widened.
"So sleeping with me was a game- a game to see 'who can get into his pants first?' No, help me get my boxers on, I'm leaving. I don't want to be a game you guys get to play then leave when I'm no fun anymore." I exclaimed and painfully sat up. I grimaced and scooted to the edge of the bed.
"You've never been a game, Yeosang. It wasn't even a spoken promise! It was wordless but we all understood it." Wooyoung defended them."We aren't boyfriends, nor are we married. You don't get to choose who I date or have sex with. I'm. Not. Yours." I said and stumbled out of the room painfully in my boxers.
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