You may skip this chapter if mature content makes you uncomfortable, but it is completely fluffy and soft.

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"Shhh, Mum is probably sleeping," Jaemin whispered to his lovers as they crept in through the front door and closed it quietly behind them. The house was only bathed in very little light, the sources being a few lamps here and there to guide either the older woman or her son at night.

"What time is it?" Renjun murmured while wandering on towards the kitchen and checking the large digital clock upon the wall. "It's only eleven."

"Let's just grab a drink and go to bed before-" Jaemin started, yet cut himself off when a small, yellow sticky note caught his eye, pressed to the island countertop. The text was about two lines long and said:

Hi Nana,
Just wanted to let you know that I'm out with some friends tonight. The house is yours.

"Woah..." Jeno whispered before raising his voice, "Does that mean we're good to act normal?"

"What? No mother?" Renjun confirmed. "She's never out."

"Mmm, I hope she has fun," the youngest boy agreed before placing the note back and downing a large glass of tap water. The cool aqua was welcome to his parched throat, sliding down as a healer. "Are you both tired, yeah?"

"I am, at least," the oldest admitted before stretching his arms up and yawning dramatically. His top raised to expose his lower tummy and the sheer sides of it were teasing the younger pair no doubt.

"Um...." Jeno laced his fingers together awkwardly as he stared down at his feet to avoid seeing the surrounding kitchen that held no discernible patterns. "Are there multiple beds....or are we sharing?"

"Sharing," Jaemin placed his glass in the dishwasher before guiding them out of the room towards the stairs. "It'll be fine, I promise."

"Won't we be uncomfortable?"

"Honestly, laying on a jagged rock cliff would be comfortable for me if you were both beside me. I don't care too much."

"His bed is a decent size, anyway. You'd know," Renjun added as they stopped outside the room and took a moment to gather their thoughts before entering. The whole space smelled of sweet things like vanilla, strawberries, and fresh cotton. Everything combined was so relaxing....it sent the guests into a state of calm.

"Okay, so the bathroom is down the hall of either of you want showers," the bluette explained while shamelessly pulling off his clothes, starting with the shirt. His neighbour knew damn well how confident and open he was with his body, but it still took him by surprise on a night like this when only their romantic trio were together.

Jeno turned an adorable cerise pink before blinking and innocently looking away as if he hadn't already had sex with the boy. Renjun had always imagined that intercourse would bring two people closer, and it would lead to the comfortable acceptance that nothing was hidden anymore.

Yet his boyfriends seemed to act as causal as ever with each other...which confused him immensely. Perhaps the whole ordeal was actually a cause for awkwardness, more so than comfort.

Jaemin was facing away from them both, just happily doing his own thing with his back muscles practically waving Renjun and Jeno over while screaming 'come on, you know you wanna'.

The second oldest's eyes trailed from his blue-haired partner to his uncertain brunette one, noting the longing look in his eyes and realising that he wasn't saying anything because he was shy, not because he felt awkward. The ravenette then took it upon himself to unleash his typically hidden confidence and continue to make this night one they would hopefully never forget.

His hands gently took Renjun's shoulders, eliciting a quiet gasp from him that faded out immediately as Jeno hushed him. He pushed him gently towards Jaemin's oblivious form, getting closer and closer to his mostly bare body before sliding his hands down the Chinese teen's arms and taking control of his fingers, bringing them up to run over the bluette's back.

Jaemin's breath audibly hitched before he slowly turned around to face his shocked oldest boyfriend in the arms of his more knowing taller one. Renjun tried to pull away and apologise, but Jeno refused to let him, and the youngest merely took his hesitant hands back and placed them on his warm chest.

"Junnie..." he murmured as gently as he possibly could, "Are you okay?"

The question was really referring to whether the male was giving his consent to continue. The only virgin left in the room was him, and he was definitely much more cautious and skeptical than the other two. His slender fingers trailed down the pale skin towards his abs, resting on his waist in the end as his eyes flicked up to properly face him.

"Is it normal to be utterly terrified?"

"Of course," Jeno hummed from behind him, hugging him softly and watching Jaemin as well. "Please say 'no' now if you don't want to try any of this. We aren't expecting anything."

"It's okay," Renjun squeaked quite weakly before retracting his hands and stepping away from both to tug at the hem of his own top. "I'll never learn if I never try. I want you both to teach me..."

Had this been Jaemin's literal fantasy for years on end? Maybe....yes, yes it had. The backs of his eyes started to burn with inexplicable tears as he let his heart race painfully and chest heave. God, he loved them so much.

He was gentle when guiding him towards the bed, unable to suppress his giggle when Jeno sneakily pressed a kiss to his neck and hopped onto the mattress first. All three were having a similar thought that more or less sounded like 'Mrs. Na picked the right night to hang out with friends'.

Jeno pulled Renjun down to rest against him as his inner cuddly person came out. The latter blinked twice harshly to clear any unwanted doubt, and leaned back into his embrace as their other partner crawled over as well. The navy top was removed, along with Jeno's red one and of course Jaemin's had been discarded long before.

It wasn't particularly cold, and the temperature only rose the heavier they breathed. The blue-haired teen connected his lips with the oldest who willingly parted his for more. Jeno traced cute shapes along the smallest's uncovered back with the very tips of his fingernails, tickling him gently without the intention of creating laughter. Renjun thought it felt amazing, his sensitive skin tingling at the sensation.

As his breath grew shorter and confidence higher, he separated from Jaemin's mouth to start kissing along his jaw, eventually travelling down to his neck. He's so warm, was his initial thought, and it caused a welcome feeling to swell within him. A feeling that said 'he's living and breathing for me'.

As he left open-mouthed kisses down along his chest, he could feel the younger press against him as he and Jeno started to passionately move their lips against one another's. It was hot between their bodies, but that wasn't a bother.

Renjun started to feel a bit weak, so he flopped onto the sheets and watched his boyfriends in all their beauty. They were mesmerising -perfect, even - as they both knew what it was they wanted from each other, as well as what they could give. Jaemin visibly tugged lightly at Jeno's hair as the older whined and cupped his cheeks.

Renjun's body was reacting to the scene all on its own, and he covered his eyes with his forearm to hide how embarrassed he was. The younger pair noticed this though, and parted ways to playfully attack him with tickles and cuddles, ultimately getting him to reveal his face again.

"Guys, I'll be awful," he whined, his laughter slowly dying down as they lowered to rest on their arms either side of him. "I-I can see that you know what to do. I don't. I really don't know."

"Baby, no one expects miracles from people who aren't trained in certain areas. How can a tailor build a table if they work with clothes?" Jaemin hummed. "I'm still new, remember? I'm just trusting that neither of you will shame me if I don't pass whatever expectations you have. We'll get better. We'll learn from each other, won't we?"

"I've always taken the backseat as well," Jeno added quietly, "This'll be the first time I top, and the first that I take control. We're all testing new waters here, so my advice would be to completely forget what it is you're doing. Calling it 'sex' sounds like a skilful job. Just remember who you're with, and why we're doing this."

"We do it because we love each other," Jaemin agreed with a cheeky smile. "I realise now how stupid I was to ask Jen back when I didn't feel this way."

Renjun nervously drew his legs up and held his shins defensively, "Okay...."

"You sure?"

"Mmm, I am. Just," he glanced with a dead-serious expression towards both, "If I say stop, please don't ignore me. I genuinely won't say it on a whim."

"Promise," Jeno nodded before sitting up again. His hair was ruffled and sat gorgeously over his eyes as he smiled. "I just realised that nothing messy has bothered me yet. I must be getting better."

"I've noticed how brave you are lately," the oldest murmured in a tender response, chuckling when the tall boy leaned down to affectionately capture his lips in a needed kiss. This time they didn't have a whole room of disco-goers watching them, and it felt so much better.

Before they knew it, jeans were no longer intercepting touches, the sheets were a tangled mess between their legs and all worries had flushed away with any doubt. Renjun was still preoccupied with Jeno's skilful tongue when Jaemin felt it was best to rip the plaster off instead of peeling it slowly. He sucked on his middle finger briefly before carefully spreading his childhood friend's legs, giggling when the older attempted to close them again. It was easy to overpower him, really, and he knew Renjun would thank him later for making the decision for him.

His finger trailed along the inside of his thigh towards his entrance as a warning before carefully sliding inside. The Chinese boy cried out at the feeling, tightening around him and digging his nails into Jeno's shoulder blades.

"Oh my god!" He hissed, breathing erratically and panicking. "I-I did not think that it would feel like that!"

"Well, what did you think it would feel like?" Jeno tried to keep his voice straight and calm, even when the sore scratches hurt like a bitch. "It isn't instant pleasure."

"I didn't think it would be! I thought it'd be more...sore?"

"It isn't?"

"No, it is. It's just really weird as well..."

"Hah," Jaemin couldn't help but interrupt, "While you've been whining about one stupid finger's effect on you, I've managed to get two in. Keep complaining if that's what distracts you."

"Fuck, Jaemin! What?!"

Jeno started to chuckle along with the youngest of the three, both finding this more amusing than they should've. It was actually quite relieving, to be honest, that they could still joke about and mess around when sharing what was possibly the most intimate thing humans could do.

"Laughing is rude. I'm dying," Renjun continued to whinge when suddenly - out of nowhere - Jaemin curled his finger at an angle and send a huge wave of euphoria through his small, unsuspecting body. It made him scream along with forcing his back to arch. "N-No! What the hell was that?!"

Jeno elicited an impressed sound, kissing Jaemin's cheek and nuzzling against his neck as he continued his fine work. "You're already getting better at this, and it's only your second time."

"N-Nana...again," Renjun begged lightly while pulling at the white fabric beneath him and letting tears run down the bridge of his nose. Tears that signified happiness and pleasure.

"I...I don't know how," the bluette admitted solemnly. "It was just there and I can't remember exactly where 'there' is."

"Jaemin!"

"Don't yell at me! How was I supposed to know I'd find it with my fingers? Wait and see if Jeno can," he huffed indignantly before pulling his hand away and looking towards the ravenette. "Okie dokie. Your turn, big guy. Want help?"

"Don't say 'okie dokie' in a sexual atmosphere. You're ruining any and all vibes that could possibly exist right now," the older sighed before laying back and inserting his fingers into his own mouth. "Give me five."

"We should've watched a video about this," Renjun hummed before slowly rising to sit up, but not without wincing at the feeling below.

"And search what?" Jaemin pulled him onto his lap to press kisses to his face, "'How to have a threesome with three shy virgins?' I don't want that on my browser history."

"Of course your laptop takes priority over my safety," the brunette scoffed while running his fingers through the other's fluffy, blue hair. He then reconnected their lips to play another dominance game.

"Should I be worrying about safety?" Jeno wondered aloud from behind them before retracting his hand and deciding he was probably as ready as he'll ever be. "All good?"

"All good," the childhood friends answered against each other's mouths, though couldn't fight the urge to have one more kiss. In the end, the second oldest had to pull them apart and remind them that there were three in this relationship.

"Okay..." Renjun grazed his tongue over his lower lip to calm himself before crawling over to sit upon the ravenette's waist. Feeling how hard Jeno was beneath gave him a sense of relief and confidence that he was someone that he wanted. That he was feeling exactly how he himself felt.

"I'll give you both a minute to work out the rhythm or whatever," the youngest stated as he perched himself beside them and watched fondly. "I'm not being creepy, I promise."

"How could you be creepy if we're literally your boyfriends?" Renjun rolled his eyes before sitting up and biting the wall of his cheek. Jeno lightly held his hips to keep him steady as the teen lowered down onto his member. It was both their first times for this, so the adrenaline sent blood pumping through their ears, so loud they could barely even hear their own breathing.

As the oldest sank down, his initial thoughts were 'it hurts' and 'I can't do this'. He was extremely close to asking for a pause. A 'stop'. But inside, he knew he would've been ruining it for the others, and acting like a child if he didn't give this a chance. Hell, Jeno had to have gone through these thoughts too, and look at him now.

"Tell me if it's too sore to continue," the sweaty boy beneath him managed to say through hitched breaths. His abdomen was raising and lowering in quick bursts, only sent into a more crazed pace when the shorter pressed his hands to his chest for balance.

"I wish I could lie down," the brunette whispered weakly before moving his hips ever so slightly to check if he was okay to continue. "This feels like a position for experienced people."

"Probably is," Jaemin leaned against his palm as he waited patiently, "If you want to change-"

"Ngh, no it's fine. I know you can hold me this way," he croaked before starting to shift and rock his hips against his lover's and finally find some semblance of pleasure from it. The searing pain numbed into a nice, tingling feeling that warmed his legs and made small gasps fall from his lips.

"There we go," Jaemin cooed while leaning in to kiss the boy's cheek and run his tongue along his jaw towards his ear where he nibbled teasingly. "You're okay?"

"M'okay," Renjun nodded absentmindedly as he chased that feeling he was receiving from Jeno. "Y-You can join."

Jeno's head was thrown back with his moans resounding around the room beautifully. His own hips were meeting the other's pace as he experienced what he never had for the first time. Jaemin thought he was stunning, and after a year of spilling his life story to him and annoying him even though he made it clear he never wanted the company....he couldn't believe he had never seen this ethereal beauty in him before.

"Don't hurt him," he reminded the older before spreading Jeno's legs as well, pressing his chest against Renjun's back and entering the black-haired male ever so cautiously. The feeling made Jeno whine, causing his waist to jolt up and shove hard into Renjun who screamed once again.

"J-Jen! Too hard!"

Jaemin sighed against the brunette's neck and didn't feel too inclined to be overly gentle on his experienced boyfriend. "I told you to be gentle."

"I was surprised!"

"I literally moved your legs. What did you think I'd do? Sit on them?"

"You try having it up the ass!"

"Not right now, boys!" Renjun hissed as it was clear he was getting quite close and arguing felt dumb at this point. Jaemin held onto the oldest's waist as he thrusted into Jeno with gentle, coordinated movements. All three were completely melted in each other's arms, completely trusting and content with how things were.

Renjun never thought he'd see the day where Jeno reciprocated his unrequited feelings.

Jaemin was genuinely thankful that the love he'd harboured for so very long was finally baring fruit.

And Jeno no longer had to listen to his crush talk about his twisted romance, for now it was his own as well.

They never needed the one person to show them love. They just needed proof that love existed at all. And look at them now; as blissful as three teen boys could get.

"I l-love you guys s-so much," Renjun wailed as he almost collapsed had the arms encompassing him not kept him up. His orgasm hit like no other, which marked the end of his very first experience with intercourse. Strings of white liquid covered Jeno's chest, but he didn't care at all as the Chinese boy lowered himself to rest in the second oldest's arms.

Jaemin shuffled to cage them both against the bed, lacing his fingers with Jeno's and holding his hands beside his head. His pace quickened now that Renjun was out of harm's way, causing the black-haired teen's legs to shake and voice heighten.

"Nana, I'm-"

"Aaaaw, you called me Nana. You've never used my nickname before, you big baby."

"Please, please," he gasped as his hands flew up from Jaemin's to the pillow where he gripped fistfuls of it.

The younger's hands then trailed over to the tall male's hips that were almost covered by their sleepy Chinese boyfriend. It didn't take much longer for Jeno to release with a prolonged moan, and for that tightening sensation around Jaemin to throw him over the edge as well.

They stared into each other's eyes for a brief moment before the bluette flopped down against the other pillow beside them, pulling Renjun off the other's chest and keeping him cradled between them. It was too hot to bother with the duvet just yet, so they left things as they were.

About three minutes of silence passed, only interrupted by ragged breathing. Jeno's eyes were studying the expanse of the aged ceiling, majorly uncomfortable with the sticky substance leaking from his ass, but choosing not to complain.

"I just realised that we didn't use protection...." Renjun muttered into the pillow. "Are we stupid, or what?"

"I don't think we have any STDs," Jaemin yawned before turning over to curl up beside them. "It's all good."

"Whatever about diseases, how do I clean up?"

Silence....

"Oh."

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Hey guys,
That was a long-ass chapter, which I hope was semi-alright. I tried to keep it all vanilla and fluffy~
Anyway, we have a chapter and an epilogue left, so I shall see you at the finish line ;3
*hugs and kisses*
-lily