• Private Room E

/slowly, a small smirk tugs at the corner of my mouth as i look up to meet meto's gaze. i have this 'don't mind if i do' look on my face as i adjust my position to sit at the side of hyunjin, still letting his head rest on my meaty thigh as i lift a hand up then bringing it back down with an audible smack. i watch the jiggle, entranced by it for a second before i move to repeat the motion a couple more times until a clear red mark is left behind. as though to apologize and soothe the pain, i lean down to brush my lips over the abused flesh to offer a few open-mouthed kisses.
you alright, baby?
/i ask softly, just to make sure you were doing okay since i'm sure this was supposed to go in a different direction. after a moment of pressing more kisses to the area, i eventually bite down to sink my teeth in, wanting to leave a more prominent mark before pulling away with a satisfied glint in my eye.
is there anything else you want me to do? i kinda want him to me off but i don't think he'll allow that.
/the question is aimed at meto, since i was still sort of viewing him as someone more dominant in this situation.

/staying quiet wasn't easy, he should have known Meto would be a sadistic but he was supposed to have been a sadistic to /Chris/ not to him. He wasn't exactly sure at what point things had gone off the rails, but he was quiet literally ed at this point/
/he could feel sweat sliding down his back as he bit down on his tongue hard enough to taste blood with every brush of Meto's fingers against his prostate. He was managing, barely, to keep quiet until the sudden jolt of pain when Meto squeezed his balls that only got worse as he felt his hole stretch even further and he finally broke with a sob. It too ing much, even the damn toy wouldn't have stretched him that far. It hurt, and he didn't know if he was writhing to get away from it or to push into it./

/catches the gasp and smirks as I continue fingering you open, taking my time to make sure there's space/
I think he likes getting spanked. I'm a little busy, but why don't you induoge him Chris? /shifts on the couch, making more space for you
/rubs hyunjin's prostate with my fingers, pressing into the sensitive, hot nub inside him/
/kneels onthe couchbehind hyunjin, one foot off the couch and standing on the floor for stability, my hand up to my knuckles inserted into your stretched hole
/gently brushes my nails over your inner walls and prostate, with my free hand reaching between your legs and squeezing your balls/
I wonder how deep Ican get in you.. /chuckles and my lips, groaning at how tight you are as I clench my hand into a fist and push myself into you up to my wrist; grins/
You're taking it so well /laughs and starts pumping

( get some rest, bubs ♥ sleep well uwu )

(get some sleep <333)

[] sorry guys, 1:30am bedtime for me

/not at all bothered by the angry glare, i seem actually quite amused by it instead, a low chuckle leaves my lips at the obvious show of defiance. with one hand still lodged in your hair and maintaining a stern grip to keep you in place, my free hand runs down the smooth expanse of hyunjin's back. it trails lower and lower until finally curling around the fleshy mound to pull the other cheek aside, giving meto more room and accuracy. my grip on his hair and on his is almost bruising.
you're making this harder on yourself then.
i was considering being gentler but now i don't think you deserve it.
/i lean forward a little just to get a view on meto's fingers working him open.

/his angry glare shifts to Chris instead and he sneers as he hisses out/
No
/the heat his eyes flickers for a moment as slams his eyes closed to keep from letting you see too much, not wanting to give you the satisfaction as the flush starts to spread down his cheeks to his chest. His teeth clench tightly together and it takes all of his willpower not to make a sound when Meto's fingers deliberately abuse his sweet spot, though he can't stop the way his body jolts and his twitches/
/his expressions twists up in slight pain and discomfort when a third and fourth finger are forced inside him so quickly. He refuses the give either of you the satisfaction of making a sound, though he does slip with a quiet gasp at the sudden slap, not expecting it and his eyes fly open again glaring at Chris' shoulder/

/ignores hyunjin's comment, removes my hand from his hair to rest on his , groping one supple cheek, then smiles at chris' biting threat to hyunjin and presses my fingers roughly into his prostrate, the location betrayed by your jolt and gasp/
here we go... now we're getting somewhere /smirks and presses a third finger into you, takes the lube, sloppily squirts it onto your hole and forces a fourth finger into you; it's a tight fit and I have to pull your cheek to the side to make the room, your tight muscle naturally resisting the penetration but I push till I get it inside you and start ing into you shallowly/
You're so tight Hyunjin /laughs lightly/ I feel like your going to break my fingers /jokes and gives your a slap/

i'm not even doing anything, baby. not yet at least.
/glances up at meto's words and scowls a little, looking displeased as i take notice of what hyunjin's doing. i shake my head while reaching over to grabs the ribbon, swiftly snatching both of his wrists and using the silky fabric to tie both of them together behind his back.
we didn't say you could touch yourself, did we?
/my hand returns to hyunjin's hair, fingers curling around the strands i pull his head back, forcing him to look up at me; gaze dark and piercing.
are you done acting like a brat now?

Chris!
/he hisses, feeling frustration coursing through him as they both gang up on him, but his mind is quickly distracted by a sudden jolt of pleasure and he gasps sharply as Meto's fingers brush against his sweet spot, his teeth clenching as he silently vows not to give them what they want/
Knowing you I won't get to finish at all
/falling into his usual bratty behavior as he glares at Meto as best as he can, defiant/

/ignores the sounds hyunjin makes, scissoring him, my hand still tight in his hair while i focus on Chris and chuckles
You do see he's , right? Put those ribbons- /feels around inside hyunjin for a certain sweet spot/ -to good use and tie it around his .
/smirks and pulls hyunjin's head back by his hair so he can see me out of the corner of his eyes/
You didn't think you'd get to finish yourself off so soon, did you?

/my tongue peaks out from between my lips to them, shifting around to press closer to where hyunjin was face down in the couch.
as difficult as possible. i wanna see him beg.
/runs a hand through his hair, guiding his face into my lap to let him rest against my hip.

/he wasn't expecting the sudden disruption and the hiss of pain he let out was quickly followed by a curse in the couch cushion/
!
/sliding his hand between his legs he wraps his fingers around his own , squeezing harshly for a moment before stroking it with a tight fist, trying to rock himself back on Meto's fingers/

/looks at chris/ Difficult?
/gets up, grabs hyunjin by his hair and presses him face first into the couch, swats his finger away and inserts two of my own, pressing knuckle deep into him/
How difficult?

oh don't look at me like that, jinnie.
if you think i'm not gonna enjoy myself watching you, you're mistaken.
/says while laughing, dimples showing as i lean back to get comfortable in my spot. i glance over towards meto and lean forward a bit to whisper quietly to him;
should we make it difficult for him?

/his eyes widen slightly at Chris' betrayal and he stares at him for a moment in disbelief before he groans and grabs the stupid toy to bring it closer because he was apparently going to need it/
/pouring the lube onto his fingers he rubs it between them to warm it up, it had been a while since he'd had anything inside him and he settled on his knees on the couch, legs spread wide so he could press an impatient finger inside himself, refusing to look at either Meto or Chris as he focused on himself what he wanted/

[] meto wont make him do everything himself hh no worries

/arches a brow
you think is a take-out? press a button and get ? if you want to , ing earn it. you're wasting my time here, hyunjin.

/it was interesting to see you in this kind of situation, in this kind of position, but i was very much into the little 'show' i had walked in on. keeping my eyes on hyunjin as i approach, curious to see what he'd do, i only decide to move into the space beside meto when he caves in.
i don't see why you can't.
/grins a little to myself, settling into the cushions with a tilt of my head.

W-what I--
/frowning again he wants to glare at Meto, but he ends up glaring at the floor instead, but he does feel better once Chris is closer and he lets out a shaky sigh as he defiantly lifts his head and stands up/
Fine
/he hisses, stripping out of his clothes with the same frustrated annoyance on his expression, grabbing the bottle of lube before he paused and his eyes flickered back to Meto with a slight pout on his lips/
You're really going to make me do all this myself?

/looks at chris when he glances at me and nods faintly/
i don't see you doing anything, hyunjin. /remarks coldly/
i take it you don't want any ual attention?

/blinks a couple of times in surprise and takes a quick glance towards meto to see his reaction, as if i was asking permission. eventually, though, i do stand up and begin walking over to you both.

@† Kujo [H] I thought you'd never ask, baby... How could I possibly waste an opportunity to admire your beautiful body?
Ease exuded from the Master's movements and a moment later he had Kujo pinned below him. His fingers gripped either side of the man's button down and with just as much frenzy from his lover a moment ago, the lawyer gripped and then pulled, forcing the shirt open and the buttons to fall discarded on the ground. He hummed, dark eyes caressing the exposed skin.
I hope you weren't attached to that shirt, baby...
He sank down, now making skillful use of his teeth to rid his lover of the button and zippers that so rudely kept Jaewook from Kujo's body. His cheek and lips and tongue so close, yet impeded by the fabric of the man's jeans.

@† Jaewook Mind, body and soul.
Kujo promised, guided close again by the grip in his hair, urging him in, too close to possibly be able to resist stealing a few delightful pecks from the man's lips.
What do you propose we do about it, master? Are you going to help me with mine, too?

@† Kujo [H] Forever, baby. You're all mine and I'm all yours.
The Master watched Kujo's intense focus on achieving his task and when he did, his body shivered just a moment under the sudden touch of fresh air against his body. He looked up at the younger man and then grasped the locks at his nape, pulling him forward until he was mere millimeters away.
But now it's unfair, isn't it, baby? I can't possibly be the only once left bare like this, can I?

@† Jaewook And I’ll never stop belonging to you.
Reluctant to pull away but intent on finishing his chosen task, Kujo moved his body from pressing flush against Jaewook’s to tackle pulling his belt off, soon to be followed by his trousers and underwear, none spared from the younger master’s wrath.

@† Kujo [H] All mine... I love the sound of that, love. I love knowing that you belong to me... mind, body, and soul...
Jaewook moved his hips back against the younger man and then released his hold to let his fiancé continue with his goal. His hands instead, focused now on traveling the expanse of Kujo's chest, every muscle a path for his fingertips to commit to memory.

@† Jaewook Close against the man, Kujo raised a brow, his hips moving to press once again Jaewook’s, rolling experimentally before repeating once more, nodding lightly to himself.
And you’re the only one with the power to get me riled up like this, master. I’m all yours, as much as you’re mine.

@† Kujo [H] Jaewook felt a familiar kind of tingle coat his lips the longer he and Kujo fought. It was anything but painful. It was addicting, a sensation he loved to feel long after the kiss between him and his lover had ended. His lips inhaled long and deep, eyes lowering to Kujo's hands at his waistband. The Master smirked, his own following suit, but instead of undoing them as Kujo planned, Jaewook used the fabric to pull the younger man closer. He chuckled.
I'm glad you're aware, my love... Only you have the power for all of this, you know.