A/N : DO NOT BLAME ME IF IT DID NOT TURN OUT AS Y'ALL HAD ANTICIPATED!

This was my first time writing a 4sum so yeah- go easy on me y'all (´༎ຶ ͜ʖ ༎ຶ ')

PART - II

"All show without me?"

The uncalled intrusion startled both, as they whipped their heads in unison, gaze fixated upon the door. Much to their extreme surprise, there stood Mingi at the threshold, leaning against the frame with hands folded across his chest, his features revealing prominent mischief as he watched the scenes unfold with pure amusement.

"My, My! What a pleasant source of entertainment," he spoke deeply, as he closed the door behind him and turned to face the two tangled on the bed, a light smirk now playing upon his lips.

"M-Mingi-" Seonghwa moaned at the sight of him, his movements still restricted due to Yunho's tight grip clasped around his wrists.

"When did you come?" Yunho asked, curiosity veiling the numerous lewd imagines that had swirled within his mind for a few moments upon viewing Mingi's arrival. He did not see him coming, neither did he hear anything, and hence his inquisitiveness was thoroughly justified.

"Oh! I've been watching since a few minutes- fifteen I presume?" the nonchalance in his voice made the listener raise a brow, as he watched him fish out a cigarette box from his jeans pocket, "You've had enough of him, Yun."

"What?" Yunho's expression instantly changed, "No! I didn't even-"

"You know what I mean, don't you?" Mingi looked at him, a gaze which Yunho understood so well. Extracting a cigarette from the packet and placing it between his lips, Mingi turned around to the drawers in search of a lighter. Yunho's gaze fell on the panting figure beneath him. He smirked.

"You're already welcome, Mingi," Yunho replied as Mingi lighted his cigarette, a small flame of yellowish orange igniting and disappearing almost instantly once its work was done. The tip glowed like a tiny ball of fire, looking prominent within the dark. Mingi sat upon the edge of the bed, his attention now on Seonghwa, as he extended his fingers to softly stroke his pretty flushed face.

"Such a beautiful mouth, isn't it?" his fingertips traced the other's lips, swollen from the previous activities. Yunho watched his actions with patience, his smirk growing deeper, hands still roaming all over Seonghwa's body and mind scheming the filthiest of ideas.

"Why don't you make some good use of that mouth?" Yunho's suggestion grabbed Mingi's attention, "Maybe it could work wonders on someone's cock rather than cursing almost every second."

"I didn't-"

"Awh did you really curse, mn?" Mingi teased, taking a quick inhale and releasing the white plumes of smoke quite close to Seonghwa's mouth, "Why don't you actually use that mouth to do something better, hm? Just like how Yun suggested."

Seonghwa trembled, but nodded obediently. It was a signal, a call to unleash their ferocity and exhibit the beasts within. Seonghwa didn't mind, he rather relished it, to be ravished upon the sheets in the filthiest ways possible. And to serve the two that were presently caging him from both ends, he would be glad to continue it in any lifetime. Because he knew, their lust had affections within and it wasn't something without feelings. Their feelings equated amazingly, and thus, the combination birthed a tremendous outcome.

And Seonghwa loved it, to be used, degraded, pained and pleasured on bed, and later receive the best of cares and adoration galore.

Mingi blew smoke rings into the air, almost giggling as he climbed up on the bed and propped himself against the pillows, his legs sprawled out in front of him, the cigarette in between his lips. Seonghwa had positioned himself beneath, his mouth close his crotch with Yunho right behind him, aligning himself at his stretched entrance.

"Let's see how good you use your mouth tonight," Mingi's voice was terribly deep, his gaze looking dangerous and his form quite idle. There was something so casual and yet so hot about this man that even Seonghwa couldn't comprehend. Amidst the tall stature mostly clad in black attires, raven hair and ripped figure with dark tattoos and thick silver chains embracing his limbs just like Yunho's and an air of trickery showcasing triumphant mingled with mischief and 'extreme sexiness', there was this specific casualness somewhere within that made him seem even more attractive to Seonghwa.

Mingi reached for his pants, unbuckling his belt and pulled the zipper down. He hastily pushed his pants and boxers away and pulled his throbbing member out as it stood hard and leaking in front of Seonghwa's mouth.

Seonghwa's swollen lips turned into a pout, as he looked up at Mingi with his glassy doe eyes, making the latter groan in need, so intended to wreck his throat and leave it sticky with his release.

"You know the consequences of making that face, don't you baby?" Mingi warned, taking another long puff from his cigarette. He rested his tip upon Seonghwa's bottom lip, tracing it slowly, painting his lips with his precum in the process.

He pushed forward, forcing Seonghwa to open his mouth wider to take him in. The musk filling his nose as Mingi's length layed upon his tongue. It wasn't completely inside, Mingi knew well he wouldn't fit. Yet, the feeling of his length being inside that warm sloppy mouth was enough for him to emit a low groan.

"You're doing so good baby," he praised, drawing a puff, "So good for me," his fingers grasped Seonghwa's hairs, the grip tightening, making the latter moan.

Even though his attention was devoted to Mingi's thick cock, Seonghwa could feel himself being stretched from behind, his ass cheeks parting. Soon, he felt Yunho's length being pushed within his wet channel, a prominent squelch making him shiver and moan. He wanted to scream, but being loaded with a fat cock in his mouth, it was barely possible. All he could do was to dig his nails into Mingi's thighs and moan against his length.

He urged to tell him how good he tasted, but it wasn't the right moment. His back ached, the repeated thrusts that Yunho put forth jerked his entire body, making him gag on Mingi's cock, the tip hitting his throat with no mercy. Yunho was huge, Seonghwa could almost feel his anal channel rip apart. But the pain was worth it and after all, that was what Seonghwa craved for the most.

"You love it, don't you?" Mingi asked, once again blowing smoke upon Seonghwa's face, "You like it being stuffed with my cock and suck it off. You like being played and used, over and over again, don't you? Like a filthy whore."

Whining, Seonghwa lapped his tongue on the base of his cock, the motion making Mingi elicit a deep guttural sound, the groan being enough for Seonghwa to fasten his pace and make him do it again.

His jaws ached and so did almost every part of his body. But again, did he have regrets? Not at all.

"F-Fuck- feels so good ugh-" Yunho's groans sounded pleasant, as he pulled in and out of Seonghwa in a vigorous rigour, neither stopping not retarding his pace. The way his fleshy walls clenched tightly around his cock made him plunge into ecstasy. Yunho grabbed his ass and slammed deeper, slapping his cheeks in a rhythmic pace, adding more noise to the ambience.

Mingi pushed further in, nearly gagging the boy. Seonghwa remained obedient, as he slurped around his throbbing hardness, lapping at places where it was hot. He couldn't help but make soft little noises of hunger and satisfaction, his throat was getting all fucked with the simultaneous thrusts of the throbbing object all down his ass.

Mingi took continuous puffs from his cigarette in order to keep himself from looking below. Everytime his sharp gaze met those glassy doe eyes and plush swollen lips tastefully wrapped around his member, he would go crazy. He didn't want to cum so soon, but the soft velvet-like mouth wrapped around his hardness and sucking him off like an expert made it immensely difficult for him to control himself. He was at the edge, as he grabbed Seonghwa's hairs and pulled him in his direction, cussing deeply out of pleasure and throwing his head backwards, chanting Seonghwa's name in repetation.

"Aghh f-fuckk- Hwa- yes- so good mnhm-"

Seonghwa was beyond the seventh heaven. He was lost within the sea of pain and pleasure, making it extremely difficult for him to differentiate the two antagonist feelings. His cavern and throat were getting burnt by one, fucked and used, while his fleshy walls were being rammed by another, without any chances of stoppage. He could do nothing, other than helplessly clutch on the Mingi's fleshy thighs and let his sex crazed partners use his bodies anyway they pleased. But to say that he didn't enjoy this would be a grave mistake, because Seonghwa was enjoying every single second of this and couldn't wait to get filled up from both sides.

"I-I'm cl-close ngh-" Mingi moaned, as he took his last puff from the cigarette, the entire room now reeking of smoke.

"Me too ugh-" Yunho cried, putting terrible force within the last few threats, chasing Seonghwa's orgasm with his own dangling just upon the edge.

Mingi came first, squirting all his contents straight into Seonghwa's mouth. Yunho came next, pooling his release inside him, filling him up to the core. Seonghwa had already made a mess beneath due to not receiving any restrictions prior to his actions. He was terribly exhausted, but didn't want to stop. They quickly decided to change positions, Seonghwa still beneath them, the latter never minding it and instead, replying with a squeal and a moan.

But while they were changing places, Seonghwa had noticed something shifting near the door from the corner of his eyes. He immediately looked at the door, and no sooner had he figured out who it was, than he gasped.

"Hongjoong!?"

Mingi and Yunho looked too, soon noticing a man walk into the room through the opened door. In the low luminosity, his features weren't clearly visible, but they didn't need to see him clearly to understand who it was.

"What a filthy voyeur," Mingi smirked, hands groping Seonghwa's buttocks, "Care to join us, respected sire?"

"I don't share, Mingi," he was serious, "I want him for myself. All for myself."

"Oh sure," Yunho's reply was enthusiastic, "Seonghwa is all yours now. I can easily take care of Mingi, can't I?"

Mingi moaned, low but audible. Satisfied at the agreement, Hongjoong stripped himself and climbed upon the bed. He crawled on top of Seonghwa, his smirk growing bigger. The one beneath moaned, their skins touching, Hongjoong's hands already exploring his bare self, the coldness of the rings he wore dragged against Seonghwa's skin, making him whimper.

"They were rough, weren't they?" Hongjoong whispered, his voice bearing concern.

Seonghwa whimpered again, his lips forming a pout which Hongjoong instantly kissed away.

"I'll be gentle, don't worry," he assured him, as he aligned his length against his hole, slowly pushing himself inside the slippery space, listening to every moan that Seonghwa released, seeming music to his ears.

Hongjoong's thrusts were rythmic, quite calmer that Yunho's. He was buried deep within Seonghwa, slowly pulling himself out until his tip got caught in his rim and then pushing back in, making the other arch back, moaning loudly. Hongjoong's lips travelled everywhere across his skin, wherever he found it easy to access. Kisses upon kisses, bites upon bites, it was an hour of deep pleasure and sweet affection, the bond that even lust couldn't weaken.

Beside them, Yunho fucked Mingi like there was no tomorrow, the bed shaking under their madness. Mingi was loud, his cries and moans suppressing all of Yunho's groans. Seonghwa couldn't help it but get turned on everytime his eyes caught them performing the act, his own arousal heightening along with the soft yet powerful thrusts that Hongjoong had to provide.

There wasn't any announcement to be made as they came, dirtying almost everywhere. All of them panted in exhaustion, sweat cascading down their naked bodies, fluids dripping down their thighs, sticky and wet.

"Another round?" Yunho seemed not to be satisfied yet, his length still buried inside Mingi.

"Seonghwa is mine now," Mingi asserted sudden dominance, meaning whatever he had uttered. He made Yunho pull out of him, and once it was done, he moved closer to Seonghwa.

"Okay then, I'll take Hongjoong," the confidence in Yunho's voice was highly inevitable.

"I'm anticipating perfection," Hongjoong warned.

"Oh yes yes, don't worry," Yunho leaned against the headboard, "Just climb on this lap and enjoy yourself. This ride is all yours baby, totally free of cost."

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*munches on chips*

Thoughts?

Happy New Year's Eve (ig~?)