CW: name-calling, touch of humiliation, rough play, princess nickname, belly bulge, like one mention of 'hyung.' Basically a mess.

"S-San," Wooyoung gasped through his lips. "You have to do laundry..."

"Just one more kiss, baby," San groaned. His strong arms enclosed Wooyoung against the washer.

The laundry room door slid open to find Yeosang with a look of annoyance, unsurprised. He looked at Wooyoung.

"I knew you were here. Laundry is not a two-person job. Stop being horny and get your ass to the kitchen. Seonghwa needs help cooking."

"Me?"

"I don't know, should San burn the food again? Hurry."

The reason everyone was up and moving was because their hala counterparts were coming over for dinner tonight. And the group liked to be cautious in front of them.

Somehow, and someway, everyone got done with their chores and awaited their guests. Seonghwa couldn't help but bounce his leg anxiously, so Hongjoong had to squeeze his hand to calm him down. When the doorbell rang, Mingi opened it and bowed to his guests.

Eight figures dressed in black entered the house. Their boots stepped heavily on the wooden flooring. Their leader paused in front of Hongjoong and held out his pale, ghostly hand.

"It's nice to see you again, Hongjoong," he said with a smirk. Everyone watched as Hongjoong shook his hala version's hand. The smug look didn't leave Hala Hongjoong's face even as they sat down at the dining table.

"The house is as beautiful as I remember. Clearly, it's not always like this," Hala San commented.

San ignored him. "Would you all like to hang your coats, or take off your hats?"

"We'd prefer to stay like this," Hala Yunho replied. It was awkward for a moment, at least for ATEEZ. Their hala versions had no problem with the silence. Yeosang and Jongho served the plates and then sat down in their respective seats. Everyone began eating.

"Isn't it nice to be eating here now? No fights and arg- ouch!" Yunho elbowed Mingi's rib. Hala Mingi licked his lips at Yunho causing him to look away, ears turning red.

"Yes, I suppose it is nice." Hala Seonghwa took a bite of his food. "I am happy you opened your doors to us again."

But you aren't here to read about people eating, are you?

Hongjoong was the one to collect the plates. He set them down in the sink when someone pressed behind him.

"Ah," he gasped. Hala Hongjoong grasped his waist and rolled his hips against him.

"You like that?" he whispered. Hongjoong nodded as he felt shivers down his back.

"Hongjoongie? Did you find the champagne?" Hongjoong dove away and hurried to get the drinks. He couldn't let the other witness how flustered his movements made him feel.

Once everyone was poured a glass, San made a toast. "To our rekindled friendship. Cheers!"

Everyone followed and clinked glasses. The two groups talked like they used to. As if they hadn't fought a few months ago. As if they'd been friends for a long time, which was true in some ways. They might be alter egos of ATEEZ, but each one certainly had a mind of his own.

"Say it again?!" Hala Yeosang's growl brought the happy conversations to a halt. Everyone looked towards the pair facing each other.

Yeosang lifted his hands in a panic. "I was just making a joke-"

Yeosang couldn't finish before he was lifted out of his chair and pinned against the wall. His hala counterpart held him by the neck.

"Put him down," Jongho ordered.

"Relax," Hala Mingi assured. "He won't hurt him."

As said, Hala Yeosang's hand moved towards the other's cheek. Everyone watched as Yeosang submitted to the soft caresses on his cheek. When Hala Yeosang placed a kiss on his lips, he didn't resist.

"I guess we're doing this." Mingi stood up and began unbuttoning his shirt.

"Guys-" Seonghwa began, but it was too late. Jongho already straddled his hala version's lap.

"I never thought making out with my alter ego would be fun," San said before kissing Hala San.

Seonghwa turned to his lover. "Joongie, what do we-" A low moan interrupted him. Hala Hongjoong had him against the wall again, crotch pressed to his ass. The tiny leader looked so gone already without any cock yet.

"Are you going to sit on me? Or are you always this wimpy with your boyfriends?" Seonghwa heard his counterpart stepping towards him.

"Wimpy?" he repeated with distaste. Hala Seonghwa didn't have a chance to take in the scene because lips pressed against his so fast. Seonghwa yanked his hair, forcing his tongue in.

ATEEZ made out with their darker selves in desperation. Never did they imagine doing such raunchy things with their former enemies, but damn did it just feel so right at this moment.

"Fuck, I just wanna take this off of you." Hala Wooyoung tugged at Wooyoung's shirt.

"Do it, then."

Everyone's clothes were soon across the floor. Each pair was spread out in the shared living room and dining room space, too busy to care about any morals or rules.

"Hey, Woo," Hala San said to his friend. "Wanna switch boys?"

"I would love to," Hala Wooyoung smirked.

Wooyoung and San were flipped over as if they were nothing. It was something everyone knew. Halateez were by far so much stronger than their normal selves. So upon being pressed against the leather couch, with his ass high in the air, Wooyoung groaned.

"Oh? Do you like that shit? Like being tossed around like nothing?" Hala San grinned.

"Sannie, you surprise me," Hala Wooyoung said in a cocky tone. "All plugged up? I thought you would at least fight me to be top."

San hid his face with embarrassment. Everyone knew him as the big dog — at least that's what he thought — so to be caught with a sparkling pink buttplug in his ass turned him red.

Hala Wooyoung tsked. "No no, don't hide your beautiful face, honey."

Yeosang felt himself pinned to the ottoman he lay on. Hala Jongho lumbered over him and spread his legs.

"He likes being choked," Hala Yeosang snitched to his friend.

Yeosang's eyes widened. "H-How did you-"

The man simply snickered. "I know everything about you, Yeosangie. Just want you to feel good."

Hala Jongho raised an eyebrow but grinned. Because now Yeosang was staring at his large hands.

"They'll make the prettiest necklace on you," he said. Yeosang only swallowed, knowing it was true.

Hala Yeosang turned back to the male he was holding down on the carpet. Jongho squirmed underneath him, then fixed onto the older's piercing, hungry eyes.

"S-Soft. Go soft. Please?" Jongho's lips then pressed into a pout. And it worked instantly, Hala Yeosang's cock twitching.

Jongho melted into the gently drawn circles on his hips. Hala Yeosang replied, "Yeah, baby. Just tell me if it's too much," and that was enough for him to trust.

Seonghwa relaxed against Hala Hongjoong's chest as the younger stroked his dick with spit-covered hands.

"I've been waiting for so long to fuck you with Hongjoong again. Ever since the threesome we had. Do you remember that?"

"Y-Yeah," Seonghwa whispered in his ear. "Shit, I missed you so much."

"Are you admitting I'm better than the other Hongjoong?" Hala Hongjoong pressed. But Seonghwa shook his head and moaned.

"I l-like you both."

"You're such a greedy whore," Hala Hongjoong growled.

Hala Seonghwa had taken a loveseat chair in the corner, cock already nestled deep inside ATEEZ's leader who rode him.

"Why the fuck are you so loose already?" he muttered. Hongjoong smiled coyly.

"I have someone to keep me loose all the time."

"Fuck, go slow..." Hala Seonghwa pleaded. Hongjoong didn't slow down, enjoying the reaction he was provoking.

"That's it, slobber each other like the sluts you are," Mingi and Yunho heard. They continued to sloppily make out as hands rubbed their asses.

Hala Mingi suddenly pulled Yunho away and bent him over the dining table. He used his pre-cum as lube to stretch his partner.

Hala Yunho had the same idea, pressing Mingi's head to the table but facing his friend.

"Y-Yunho," Mingi cried as two moist fingers invaded him.

"What's the matter, princess? Can't take it?" Hala Yunho taunted.

"Mingi, sweetheart," Yunho called to his boyfriend. He took his hand. "Deep breaths."

Dirty wet sounds filled the house. The hala versions simply dominated the boys in everything. And this time, they gave in.

Wooyoung couldn't sustain himself and came several times, once while licking Hala San's biceps. He was sure the couch was dirty and looked over to see if Seonghwa noticed. But his hyung was in a similar position.

Seonghwa was lying like a pliant ragdoll on a different couch as Hala Hongjoong completely manhandled him. He could barely catch a breath from how hard the pounding on his ass was.

"You're taking me so well, baby." Hala Yeosang's hands squeezed Jongho's hips every time he pushed in.

Jongho felt his heart soar at the praise. "S-So full. Thank you, hyung."

"Fuck. Look at your sexy body," Hala Wooyoung admired the scene below him. San was far gone, having come twice. Hala Wooyoung still fucked him, even pressing on the slight bulge peeking at San's abdomen. Everything made San's vision cloud once more, the third orgasm approaching.

Hongjoong slowed his movements, hiding the burn he felt in his thighs. "Come on, fuck me," he challenged Hala Seonghwa. "Or do I have to get someone else to do it?"

Hala Seonghwa's eyes shifted darker than ever. He flipped themselves and threw one of Hongjoong's legs over his shoulder, searching for the perfect angle to shut him up.

Yeosang felt his airway weaken as Hala Jongho pressed harder, but carefully, on his neck. His back arched as the younger continuously hit him in all the right places. Eventually, it became too overbearing that he came.

"Fuck," was all Hala Jongho could say.

"Oh, Mingi... Mingi, Mingi, Mingi." Hala Yunho teased him by just barely brushing his prostate. "Remember when you swore you were only a top?"

Mingi felt frustrated tears pour from his eyes. He shook his head. "I... I was wrong. I'm f-for-"

"Who are you for?"

"For you, Yunho!" Mingi moaned as the tip of Hala Yunho's dick finally hit his prostate. The older was grinning as he milked him dry.

Just inches away was Yunho watching his lover fall apart. A kiss on his neck caught his attention.

"Do you want to end up like him, slut?" Hala Mingi asked. Yunho nodded eagerly, bracing himself as Hala Mingi laughed behind him. At every thrust, the edge of the dining table dug into his milky skin. But Yunho was too busy chasing his release that he didn't care for the marks that were to appear tomorrow.

More time passed and everyone reached their limit. Jongho squirmed as he came, feeling Hala Yeosang's cum fill him up at the same time.

"So good, honey. You did so well," Hala Yeosang reassured as the maknae drifted off to sleep. The same occurred with other sensitive members like Mingi and San. Exhaustion just took them immediately.

Yeosang, Yunho, Wooyoung, and Seonghwa panted in exhaustion from their session. Their bodies went numb from the overuse, minds still hazy and trying to return.

Hala Seonghwa was the last to finish with a devious grin. Hongjoong was at the foot of the loveseat, fucked out of his mind and with a mess between his legs. He was picked up into a tender hold.

Hala Hongjoong grinned as he looked around the room. "I look forward to this new friendship."

"And the dinners," Hala Seonghwa chuckled before rocking the small boy he held to sleep.

And yes, moments later Halateez make sure to clean each member as best as they could and tuck them into bed.