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Mingyu and Jungkook enjoy nights together, tangled up in bed. It's not common, what with conflicting schedules and appointments, but they make it happen. Jungkook would say it's comfortable love, Mingyu would say it's easy adoration, falling back into bed with a friend from years ago, someone you can catch up to, update on your life between kisses and lazy blowjobs and occasional sex.
Adding other people into their arrangement has been discussed, but there's always been a last-minute setback, the plan falling through. Jimin and Taehyung are more than willing, and Jungkook enjoys sex with them—it's a pity Mingyu hasn't experienced the power of Park Jimin in the sheets yet. They have to make it happen, someday. Before Seokmin and Minghao got together, Minghao used to be Jungkook's go-to for casual sex after Mingyu, but now Seokmin sends him cheeky selfies with cute emojis, two boyfriends kissing with messy hair and pink cheeks, afterglow obvious. Jungkook sends the rolling eyes emoji back with a smile on his face. Mingyu's recent interest in Soobin has resulted in a group chat with the three of them, and plans made for when their schedules align. Getting two people from different busy groups in the same room together outside of award shows is hard enough, three is almost impossible.
Today, however, Seungcheol is here in Jungkook's bedroom, light blue jeans and a comfortable baggy shirt on, smiling at Jungkook. This is the cute smile Mingyu has detailed to him over hundreds of times, both in person when they get together and through strings of texts. Mingyu is in his apartment too, and they all know where the three of them will end up in a few moments—on the bed.
Their dinner together was not as awkward as he'd expected it to be. They've spoken a few times, in larger groups or when they pass by one another in the hallways at Hybe, but it's not the easy comfort he's used to when it's just Mingyu and him. Mingyu, who's out in Jungkook's pantry, cleaning the takeout they'd been having way too slowly for it not to be obvious, had pushed them both into the room together to get properly acquainted .
Other than pure admiration and fond exasperation, most of what Jungkook knows about Seungcheol is from Mingyu's mouth in the heat of the moment. He fucks me so well, Jungkook-ah, or I think Hyung can handle the both of us while Jungkook thrusts into Mingyu or I think I'm in love with him . He has no doubt Seungcheol's impression of him is through the same lens—how good he is with his mouth, how he's taken Mingyu's cock, how they enjoy each other's company, late night meals made together through neverending laughter.
Jungkook and Seungcheol stumble their way through casual conversation, until they settle back on their common ground: Mingyu.
"Mingyu really does talk about you a lot," Seungcheol says, so sweet, "he was very excited for today." Seungcheol's lips are pink and plump, he stands sure of himself even in the foreign environment of Jungkook's bedroom, bed made ready for sex with the towels and lube bottle set on the fresh sheets.
"I hope you are too?" Jungkook asks with a smile, "I'd like to know what Mingyu says about me. Hopefully, it’s not just about us fucking."
Jungkook knows that what Seungcheol and Mingyu are is a little different from what Mingyu and him are—on a scale ranging from friends to lovers, Mingyu and Jungkook are best friends who fuck, and Seungcheol and Mingyu are close group members leaning towards lovers. Seungcheol and Mingyu go on almost-dates, and Mingyu video calls Jungkook right after to gush about it, spending hours talking about the man he's known for years of his life in a now world-famous group, starting from small confined spaces and pitiful meals to international stardom and the high of a lit-up stage.
"I am excited, and of course, he doesn't only talk about the sex!" Seungcheol exclaims, "you're very important to him, I hope you know that.'' Seungcheol is way too earnest, eyes sincere and open, and Jungkook nods along with surprised laughter.
It's not like Jungkook is a hindrance to them getting together, at least right now. He's more than happy to remove himself from the situation if the need arises, but Mingyu has been very open with him—Jungkook is welcome here next to Mingyu, Seungcheol and all of Mingyu's group members know about them, and Seungcheol is here in Jungkook's house. "Maybe if me and Hyung get together you can finally unpack those feelings you have for your Namjoon Hyung," Mingyu has teased him before, and Jungkook had scoffed at him in return. He's not ready to open that box just yet.
"But," Jungkook steers as he removes his black shirt slowly, "we are here for sex, so what does he tell you about the way we fuck, Hyung?" Before Seungcheol had arrived with takeout, he and Mingyu had been kissing on his sofa, their usual after being separated for months. Kisses and cuddles are always best with Mingyu, warm skin and soft lips, easy practiced movement. Fucking is usually where the night usually leads them to, but it's not a requirement—they both prefer bottoming, so they often stick to lips on skin and blowjobs and fingers, toys when they do take it further. Jungkook is all about new experiences with new people, fun adventurous sex and pushing his limits. Mingyu is less so, but they make it work.
Seungcheol breathes in deep and gives him a once-over, eyes lingering at Jungkook's exposed nipples, then his waist.
"Mingyu says you make the most beautiful sounds when you've got a cock in you, Jungkook-ah." Seungcheol's voice is deeper now, and it makes Jungkook shiver with anticipation. "He also tells me you can be a brat when you don't get what you want, just like him." Jungkook laughs. Mingyu is not wrong—he's the youngest in his group, used to being pampered and doted on, not just by his members but also from their staff. But Mingyu is the same, just as pouty and whiney as Jungkook, especially during sex.
Seungcheol comes forward, and when Jungkook does nothing but hum softly, he reaches for Jungkook's waist, thumbs stroking his toned stomach. "What do you do to Mingyu when he's being a brat?" Jungkook asks, breathy, "do you punish him?"
"Hyung only fucks me harder," Mingyu pipes in. He's standing at the doorway, smiling wide. Jungkook has no idea how long he's been there for. "But Jungkook likes it when he's marked up." Seungcheol tilts his head, considering, and moves his hands to Jungkook's ass instead. "Here?" he says, squeezing. Mingyu nods, coming closer.
They remove Seungcheol's clothes easily—Mingyu works his pants while Jungkook tugs on his shirt, tongue dragging over Seungcheol's nipples until he groans with his fingers in Jungkook's hair while Mingyu gets down on his knees. Mingyu and Jungkook haven't shared a cock before, but they're good at this, taking turns sucking the tip, licking from base to cockhead, two eager mouths, kissing each other with Seungcheol's cock between them, messy, enjoying the sounds of the appreciative moans above them.
Mingyu takes Seungcheol in deep down his throat while Jungkook steadily praises him with a hand inside Mingyu's pants, and then it's Jungkook's turn, gagging on Seungcheol's cock while Mingyu peppers kisses on his neck. Seungcheol comes on Mingyu's tongue and the three of them share sticky wet kisses as they make their way onto Jungkook's bed. Jungkook's bed is used to two people, and the occasional three as well. Mingyu crawls on his hands and knees in the center, and Seungcheol makes his way behind Mingyu, stretching his hole with his lubed fingers.
Mingyu is loud during sex, tonguing over Jungkook's cock while Seungcheol pushes into him, clinging onto Jungkook when his hands give out, mumbling and moaning prettily. Seungcheol's deep voice gives out steady praise that Mingyu eagerly accepts, pushing back on the cock inside his ass and drooling around the one in his mouth. Mingyu spills onto the towel below his stomach as he suckles on the tip of Jungkook's cock, sending Jungkook to a steady, pleasurable orgasm.
Jungkook is still reeling from his orgasm when he's dragged down by his legs by Seungcheol. Mingyu helps hold his legs up so that he's bent in two, ass off the bed. Mingyu's tongue at his rim is not what Jungkook expects, but he leans into it, enjoying it until it becomes too much yet too little, no cock inside him yet reaching closer to his orgasm.
"Please," Jungkook begs, and Seungcheol's hand lands on his ass hard, like he had been waiting for the moment. Jungkook vibrates as the sting does down, and Mingyu's tongue presses its way in when he whines again. Jungkook receives another slap, this time on his other asscheek.
"Please," Jungkook moans, tears stinging in the corners of his eyes, "it's not enough."
"Let Mingyu play with you for a bit, Jungkook. I'll fuck you after," Seungcheol says with no room for change, one hand lazily wrapped around his cock as he watches the two of them—Jungkook squirming as he receives sharp slaps from Seungcheol's free hand and steady pleasure from a concentrated Mingyu, who has started to slip lubed fingers into Jungkook’s ass along with his tongue.
Jungkook's whines escalate as he gets closer to his orgasm, and that's when Mingyu shifts away, Seungcheol's cock filling him up and setting a harsh pace. With Mingyu's lips now around his leaking cock, Jungkook's orgasm comes fast, spilling into Mingyu's mouth as Seungcheol continues to chase his own. Mingyu's lips are wet and sticky, and they exchange slow kisses while Jungkook's body shakes on his bed, cock still pounding into him until Seungcheol comes, pouting at Mingyu unhappily until he giggles to plant wet kisses on Seungcheol's lips as well.
Cleaning up is unhurried, although Jungkook knows that Mingyu and Seungcheol have a busy day of schedules the next day. They fit into Jungkook's shower together and come out smelling like Jungkook's body wash and shampoo. Mingyu and Seungcheol slip back into their clothes before heading toward the door. Mingyu has draped himself around Seungcheol like an affectionate starfish, eyes drooping and nose buried in Seungcheol's hair, only lifting to blow raspberries on Seungcheol's neck.
"Goodnight, Jungkook-ah," Seungcheol says to him, and Jungkook returns the words easily. Seungcheol glances at the mirror in Jungkook's hallway, smiling at the image he and Mingyu make before they step out of Jungkook's apartment as one.