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"Good morning, sleepyhead," you heard whispered in your ear as you felt a broad hand rub your naked back.
"Mmmmm," you whined, screwing your eyes shut tighter and pushing your face into the pillow to block out the sunlight.
Your companion chuckled before pressing soft lips against your neck, kissing up and down your skin. "Jagi, it's our first day in Paris! Don't you want to go exploring?"
You shook your head and burrowed further under the covers. You'd been awake far too late last night as a result of the jetlag, and all you wanted to do at the moment was sleep.
"Well okay," he relented, sliding back under the covers and wrapping his arms around you. You sighed happily and wiggled closer into his warmth, and were just ready to fall back asleep when you felt a hand trail across your chest and latch onto a nipple, rolling the nub between his thumb and forefinger. He resumed kissing your neck, this time giving a nibble to the spot he knew you were most sensitive, and you suddenly felt more awake.
"Mingi," you said with a gasp, "You're not going to let me sleep, are you?"
"Of course not, jagi, we're in Paris! Let's go get breakfast!" Your boyfriend was usually content to laze around with you, but clearly the setting had inspired him to pretend to be a morning person for once.
You rolled over to face him and looped a leg over his hip. "But baby, you've been teasing me. Do you really want to go right this second?"
You felt his cock twitch in interest against your center. "Ah, well…maybe we can stay in bed a little longer. What did you have in mind?" His deep voice dropped even lower in a bid to sound suggestive, not that you needed the encouragement.
"Oh, I can think of a few things," you replied, pulling him in for a deep kiss.
–
An hour later, you had successfully gotten out of bed and showered–with Mingi insisting on sharing the shower to "conserve water"–and the two of you made your way out of your hotel and onto a bustling street of the 6th arrondissement. Mingi threaded his fingers through yours as he led you past several appealing looking cafés and restaurants. Your stomach was growling, and you grew impatient as he searched for the "perfect" café. "Mingi, please, let's just stop at this one!" you begged.
"We're almost there!" Mingi countered, not slowing his pace as you stared longingly at the green and gold awning of the building you were passing.
"Almost where?" you asked exasperatedly.
"To the place my friend recommended!"
You bit back a groan. During the lead-up to the trip, Mingi had been talking to an old friend who lived in Paris, gleaning recommendations from him. While you were always happy to hear suggestions from locals, you preferred to explore on your own as you had a nose for finding incredible yet underrated places. However, you knew that your frustration was largely because you were hungry, so you pushed your feelings aside and continued to be led down the street.
Finally, Mingi slowed down, looking at a nondescript café with bronze tables outside. "This is the place!" he announced, pulling a chair out for you before waving to a server inside. He sat across from you and smiled. "I hope this place is good!"
"Me too!" you replied, dramatically clutching your belly. "I think my stomach is eating itself."
Just then, a tall, slender server wearing a red apron approached your table. "Ah, bonjour!" he said with a grin before placing a huge croissant in front of you.
You looked from the croissant, to Mingi, to the waiter, before saying, "I didn't order this!"
"Oui, c'est offert par la maison!" he explained, his brown eyes sparkling in the light as he smiled at you. You felt yourself blush from his attention while you looked to Mingi for translation help, but he was eyeing the man suspiciously.
"Yunho, stop flirting with my partner!" Mingi scolded before standing up to hug the other man.
"But we are in Paree, the city of love!" Yunho joked with an exaggerated French accent as he returned the hug.
You stood up to greet him, noticing that they were almost identical in height. They towered over you as you said, "So you're Yunho! I've heard a lot about you! It's nice to finally meet you!"
You offered your hand for him to shake, but he opened his arms and raised his eyebrows, waiting for permission to greet you with a hug instead. You chuckled and stepped forward, wrapping your arms around his slim body as he hugged you tightly. "It's so great to meet you! Mingi never stops talking about you," he said as he released you from his embrace.
"Oh boy, that's scary," you joked, making a face at Mingi.
"All good things, I promise! Now, you two sit. I've got some more treats for you, but if you need anything else, just let me know!"
You and Mingi took your seats again as Yunho walked back inside. You tore into the croissant, desperate to get something in your stomach. Once you'd had a few bites, you said, "He seems really nice!"
"Heh, yeah. He's a great guy, we practically grew up together."
Before you could reply, Yunho returned to your table, carrying a tray with coffee, water, and a platter of pastries, cheese, and fruit. Once he set everything on your table, he returned the tray inside, hung up his apron, and pulled a chair from a nearby table over to yours. He placed it with the back against the table and straddled the chair, folding his arms casually on the back.
Mingi laughed. "What are you doing?"
"Crashing your date!" Yunho replied, smirking as he grabbed a grape and popped it in his mouth. "I've been here since 5, my shift is over. I'll leave if you guys want me to though."
You spoke up before you could stop yourself. "No of course not! You're welcome to stay." You turned to Mingi. "We'll probably need help eating all this food anyway!"
Mingi smiled at you, clearly amused. "Don't give him an open invitation, he'll eat most of it himself if left to his own devices!"
Yunho feigned offense. "I would never!" he cried before grabbing a piece of cheese.
"See? You've eaten more than I have already!"
"Well, what are you waiting for, dig in, you big oaf!"
You laughed as they bickered, polishing off your croissant before sampling some of the other food. Everything was absolutely delicious, and you found that you really enjoyed Yunho's company. The three of you chatted about your lives–Yunho regaling you with stories of his past two years living in France–and before you knew it, it was mid-afternoon.
"I guess I should let you guys go. I had a great time catching up, and it was lovely to meet you!" Yunho said, flashing you another dazzling smile. He took your hand, bringing it to his lips before pressing a soft kiss against your knuckles. "La beauté a ses limites, mais tu les a dépassées," he said with a wink. You had no idea what he'd said, but his flirty tone was enough to make your heart flip, and you could feel your face turning pink. You weren't usually one to get so flustered, but there was something about Yunho that made you feel like giggling and kicking your feet like a small child.
Mingi punched his arm with a laugh. "If you don't fuck off!"
"What, what'd I do?!" Yunho feigned ignorance as he gave you another wink before standing.
Mingi stood as well and embraced his old friend. "Seriously, what do I owe you for the food?"
"Not a damn thing," Yunho insisted, breaking the hug and turning to you. "Keep this one out of trouble for me?"
You laughed. "Not possible, sorry! Great meeting you, Yunho," you said, stepping forward to give him a goodbye hug. You thought you felt his hands linger on your back a second longer than necessary, but shook it off. He was just playing around, he wouldn't actually hit on me in front of my boyfriend, you reasoned with yourself.
–
Later that night, after a long day of exploring and shopping, you arrived back to your hotel and immediately put on comfy clothes, flopping onto the bed dramatically. "I'm so tired!" you complained.
Mingi sat down on the bed and pulled your head into his lap so he could stroke your hair as he flipped channels on the TV. "I know, jagi. We'll go to sleep early."
"That sounds fantastic," you replied, letting your eyes slip closed at the feeling of Mingi's long fingers in your hair.
"So, what did you think of Yunho?" Mingi asked casually.
"I think he's great! I can see why you guys are such good friends."
"Mhm, yeah he and I are very similar. He's a great guy." You nodded against his thigh, assuming that was all to his question, but then he followed up, "Are you attracted to him?"
You immediately sat up to look Mingi in the eyes. "Of course not!" you said, swallowing down the tiny voice that wanted to answer truthfully.
Mingi's eyes were kind as he cocked his head to the side. "Are you sure? You seemed really taken by his flirting."
You felt your face heating up. "I was just playing along! I thought it was amusing," you insisted.
"Jagi, if you are attracted to him, that's okay. I'm not jealous," Mingi said sincerely, running his fingers through your hair.
You took a moment to think. Mingi never had been a jealous boyfriend, and while you were exclusive, you'd had brief exchanges here and there about the potential of opening up the relationship at some point, if only hypothetically. "Why do you ask?" you wondered.
Mingi chuckled. "Because I can tell he's attracted to you, and if you feel the same way, I want you to feel free to explore that with him."
The gears in your head turned. "But he lives in Paris! I wouldn't want to try a long distance relationship like that."
He smirked. "Jagi, we're in Paris for a week. If you decide you want to pursue a relationship with him, I'll support you. But that's not exactly what I was suggesting."
Mingi's meaning clicked into place. "Oh," you said dumbly.
"Only if you want to, of course! I'm certainly not going to pressure you. I just want you to feel free to pursue whatever you want with him. I trust you both entirely."
You nodded. "Thank you. I'll think about it." You kissed him before lying back down in his lap where you eventually dozed off, despite your mind churning with possibilities.
–
The next day, you and Mingi stopped at a random café for lunch on the way to Luxembourg Garden. "This isn't as good as Yunho's coffee," you mentioned as you took a sip.
Minho nodded. "Told you he knew what he was doing!" he teased before taking a bite of cheese. After he swallowed, he said, "Speaking of Yunho…" You looked up at him, trying to guess what he was going to ask. "Would you like him to meet us at the garden?"
You blushed. "Isn't he working?" you asked feebly.
"Nah, he's off today. He said he's free to meet up if we want to."
"Do you want him to join us?" you asked carefully.
"I'll be happy regardless, because either way, I'll get to spend time with people I love!"
You smiled at his sappiness. "How about this? Let's spend the first few hours together, then if he wants to join us, he can at like 3?"
"Sounds good to me, jagi." He smiled and leaned over the table for a kiss.
–
You spent the early afternoon strolling the paths and taking pictures with Mingi. The garden was breathtaking, and you loved being surrounded by so much beauty, including your gorgeous but goofy boyfriend. As much as you tried to put Yunho out of your mind though, your stomach fluttered with butterflies the whole time. You tried to stop getting ahead of yourself, since you didn't even know if Yunho was truly interested, but the seed Mingi had planted in your brain was growing quickly.
Promptly at 3pm, you and Mingi arrived at the replica Statue of Liberty, where Mingi had arranged to meet Yunho. He was already waiting for you, and hugged both of you in greeting before excitedly leading you to his favorite spot in the garden.
"I love coming here to just sit and think. It's such a great area to people-watch and enjoy the weather," Yunho explained as he sat on his favorite bench.
You sat next to him to test the bench out. "Hmm, yeah, this is a decent bench. 7/10 stars!" you teased.
Yunho pretended to be offended. "Seven?? It is AT LEAST 9.5 stars!"
"7.5 and that's my final answer!" you answered defiantly, earning a nudge from Yunho's shoulder.
"You're so rude. How do you put up with this one?" Yunho asked Mingi.
"I don't know, man. It's a struggle sometimes!" They laughed as you pouted.
"Alright, well I'm just going to go find the restroom then, since you guys are being so mean to me," you said in a whiny voice before mock stomping away. Thankfully, the restroom wasn't too far away, and when you returned, you found the two men sitting on the bench, deep in conversation. "What's up?" you asked as you approached.
Mingi gave a final nod to Yunho before standing up and taking your hand. "Nothing at all!" he lied before bending down to kiss you.
"Hmph," you said before looking at Yunho to see if any clues remained on his face. Unfortunately, he just met your eyes and smiled–causing your heart to once again do a flip–before standing up and leading the two of you to a different part of the garden.
At one point, you fell behind, stopping to read the plaque on a statue. Once you finished, you turned to follow the men but didn't see which way they'd gone. Oh great, you thought, walking the way you thought they'd continued.
Suddenly, you heard your name called. You turned around to see Yunho jogging towards you from the opposite direction. "Where ya going?" he asked as he stopped in front of you.
"I was trying to find you guys!" you answered.
"Ah, sorry. Mingi's back this way, come on!" He extended his hand to you, and you took it hesitantly, noting how soft his long fingers were against yours.
As Yunho led you to where Mingi was, some gorgeous purple flowers caught your eye, and you paused. "You like those?" Yunho asked.
"Yeah, they're breathtaking!" you answered. Before you could register what was happening, he'd reached over and plucked a blossom from its stem. "YUNHO!" you cried in shock.
"What? I just wanted you to have one!" he said innocently before tucking the bloom behind your ear. "There, now it's even more breathtaking!"
You blushed at the compliment. "You really shouldn't have done that," you grumbled half-heartedly.
He shrugged. "Maybe so, but I couldn't resist!" he answered, giving you a pleased grin. You couldn't help but return his smile, and he extended his hand to you again. You took it, threading your fingers together before continuing on your path.
You found Mingi soon after that. "Hey, there you guys are! I'm starving, let's go get some food," he said.
You soon found yourself at an Italian restaurant that Yunho suggested, facing the empty side of the square table as the two men faced one another. As you looked over the menu, trying to decipher the dish descriptions, you felt a small nudge to your foot come from your right, where Mingi was sitting. You nudged back playfully, and soon it became obvious to Yunho what was going on, and he decided to join in on the fun.
As you tried to fight off two men trying to play footsie with you, the three of you laughed until you were interrupted by the waiter. Yunho ordered a bottle of wine for you to split and made some suggestions for what to order, and soon you were digging into a delicious variety of Italian entrees.
Your right foot was still tangled up with Mingi's, which was pretty normal for the two of you, but as you ate, you felt Yunho's foot push up against your left one tentatively. You looked at him, but he stayed focused on his food, so you experimentally moved your foot up and down against his. He couldn't hide the slight smile that appeared on his face as he pressed his foot more fully against yours.
You stayed like that the rest of dinner, with both your feet occupied by the two men at the table. It felt a bit childish, but also really cute, and you were sad to lose physical contact with Yunho when you stood to leave.
Outside the restaurant, Yunho hugged Mingi and told him he'd see him later, before pulling you into his arms. You melted in his embrace for a moment, and as he pulled back, he gave you a soft kiss on the forehead. "Good night," he said in a regretful tone.
"Good night, Yunho," you replied sadly.
You walked back to the hotel with Mingi in silence, wondering how to proceed with Yunho. You were certain at that point that you wanted to explore something with him while you were there, but weren't sure how to go about it while you were on vacation with your boyfriend, regardless of his support.
Back in the room, the two of you sat on the bed and cuddled as you watched a movie, but Mingi seemed to sense your unease. "You want to spend more time with Yunho, don't you?" he asked, fully knowing the answer.
You nodded into his shoulder. "Yeah," you confirmed as you drew designs on Mingi's skin. "I'm not really sure how to go forward though. We're clearly interested in each other, but I'm here with you. I don't want to abandon you during our vacation."
Mingi kissed the top of your head. "Do you want me to invite him over? Maybe we can figure some things out?"
You sat up. "Right now?"
Mingi shrugged. "Sure, why not?"
Excitement flooded your body. "I'd love that! Thank you," you said, kissing him.
"Of course, jagi. Let me text him now."
–
45 minutes later, you were sandwiched between the two men on the bed, holding Mingi's hand as Yunho's arm pulled you in to rest your head on his shoulder. The three of you chatted as a movie played on TV, though none of you were paying attention.
At one point, Mingi dropped out of the conversation, looking at something on his phone, and Yunho whispered in your ear, "I really wanted to kiss you earlier today."
You sat up and looked at him. "Why didn't you?" you asked.
He smiled sheepishly. "I wasn't sure if it would be okay."
"With me, or with Mingi?"
Mingi looked up at hearing his name. "What about me?"
You blushed. "Is it…is it okay if Yunho kisses me in front of you?"
He squeezed your hand and smiled reassuringly. "That's totally up to you, jagi."
You nodded and turned back to Yunho. "It's more than okay," you said, a smile tugging at the corners of your mouth.
Yunho leaned closer and asked, "May I?"
"Yes," you said in an exhale as you leaned forward to capture his lips with yours.
Yunho cupped your cheek with his soft hand as he kissed you, beginning tentatively but eagerly following your lead as you deepened the kiss. You turned more towards him and felt Mingi stroke your hand with his thumb before releasing it. You carded your freed hand through Yunho's hair as you felt his hand slip down your back, holding you just above your hip. Yunho gently ran his tongue over your lip, asking for entrance, and you gladly granted it, inviting him to lick into your mouth.
You tightened your grip on his hair as he pulled you closer, pushing his legs out straight so you could straddle him. The hand on your back pushed up under your shirt just enough to lay flat against your skin, and you gasped at the contact.
A minute later, you felt the bed shift and broke away, looking back to see that Mingi had moved to the foot of the bed and was watching you with lidded eyes, his hand on his crotch. "Mingi, you okay?" you asked.
"Yeah, I just wasn't expecting this to be so hot," he admitted, pink dusting his cheeks.
You sat up on your knees to move over to him and gave him a deep kiss. "Do you just want to watch?" you asked, a hint of humor in your voice.
"N-no," he stuttered, kissing down your neck to suck a mark.
You looked back at Yunho, who was watching you both curiously. You moved a bit closer to him and Mingi continued to kiss your neck from behind. "Are you okay with this?" you asked.
"Of course," he answered, taking your hands in his to pull you back into his lap and kiss you again. You shifted closer, feeling his hardness between your legs, and you experimentally ground down, causing him to gasp into your mouth. You grabbed the hem of his shirt and pushed it up, revealing a soft but toned belly. Yunho obediently raised his arms so you could pull it the rest of the way off, and you felt Mingi move back from you enough to remove his shirt as well.
"Your turn, gorgeous," Yunho said as he pushed your shirt up and helped you remove it. "God, you're fucking stunning," he gasped before running a large hand down your chest, capturing a nipple between his thumb and forefinger.
You felt Mingi settle in behind you again, and you turned your head as far as you could for a kiss. He eagerly met your lips over your shoulder as Yunho leaned in to suck your other nipple between his lips, flicking it with his tongue. You gasped into Mingi's mouth at the feeling and felt him smile against your lips. "Is he treating you well, jagi?"
"Extremely," you whispered against his lips.
"Maybe you should return the favor," he suggested..
"Maybe so," you said suggestively, biting your lip before turning back to face Yunho.
You crashed your lips against his, kissing him passionately as you ran your hands down his chest, teasing his nipples before dragging your mouth down his body all the way to his waistband. You looked up at him seductively, fingering the waistband, and he lifted his hips enough for you to pull his sweatpants and boxers down to his mid-thighs. Your mouth watered at the sight of his cock: it looked about the same size as Mingi's, which was huge, but it had a pleasant curve to the right that you knew had to feel amazing to fuck.
You wrapped your lips around the head, sucking lightly and collecting his precum on your tongue before sinking down as far as you could go, drawing a moan from Yunho's throat. As you sucked his dick, you felt Mingi kiss down your spine as his large hands moved down to your pants, pulling them and your underwear off swiftly. "Damn jagi, you're soaking wet," Mingi observed, running a finger between your folds.
You shuddered at the contact, making a noise as he thrust two fingers in. Yunho gasped at the vibrations on his cock and pushed his hand into your hair, attempting to gently control your speed.
"Hey Yunho, maybe we should take jagi to the Eiffel Tower?" Mingi said with humor in his voice.
You popped off Yunho's cock in surprise. "Umm, kind of busy right now? Maybe tomorrow?"
The two men laughed and Yunho guided you to sit up so he could get on his knees. "Not the real Eiffel Tower, gorgeous."
You weren't totally sure what was going on, but you knew you could trust Mingi, and by extension Yunho, so you asked, "What should I do?"
Yunho replied, "Just keep going, and Mingi will do the rest. If you need to stop, tap my leg twice, okay?"
You nodded. "Okay," you confirmed before eagerly taking Yunho's cock back in your mouth.
"Oh fuck, you feel so good," Yunho cursed, tangling his fingers in your hair. He began to rock his hips experimentally in time with your movements, and soon he was properly fucking your face as Mingi's fingers stretched you open.
Soon, you felt the head of Mingi's cock against your center, and you moaned at the feeling. He slowly pushed in, using your hips to guide you back onto his dick.
You pulled off Yunho's cock far enough to say, "Oh, FUCK," before Mingi thrusted into you, forcing Yunho down your throat again. The men groaned in tandem at the feeling and you felt tears prick in your eyes as you tried not to gag, but it felt so fucking good.
One of Yunho's hands left your hair around the same time that one of Mingi's hands left your hip, and soon you heard what sounded like a high five above you. You wanted to laugh and ask what that was, but having a massive dick down your throat prevented you from doing so, so you just kept going. Their hands returned to their previous positions as Mingi sped up his pace and Yunho held you tightly so you wouldn't be forced too far forward. Your orgasm was building rapidly, and Mingi seemed to notice, as he moved a hand to press a finger hard against your sensitive nub.
You moaned around Yunho's cock as your orgasm hit, and the men held you upright as they fucked you through it. As you came down from your high, Yunho announced he was coming too, and you nodded slightly to confirm he was fine to cum down your throat. He came with a groan and you swallowed every drop, milking him dry as Mingi sped up his pace, quickly meeting his end as well. You felt his warm cum splash against your walls as Mingi moaned both curses and praises for you. The two men pulled out and you flopped onto the bed on your side, trying desperately to catch your breath as you felt cum leak out between your legs.
Mingi quickly laid down behind you and pulled you against him to spoon you, as Yunho laid down to your other side and kissed you tenderly. "How ya doing, gorgeous?" he asked, his warm brown eyes studying your face.
"I'm fantastic, holy shit," you gasped, wrapping your arms around him and pulling him in for another kiss.
"I knew you'd love the Eiffel Tower," Mingi joked, sucking a mark on your shoulder.
"Did you guys really high five over me??" you asked in disbelief.
Yunho laughed. "It's not the Eiffel Tower if there's no tower point!"
You giggled into his neck. "You guys are ridiculous."
"But you love us," Mingi said. Realizing his mistake, he stammered, "I-I mean, well, you know what I mean!"
You laughed at his flub. "Maybe one day, I can say that," you offered, meeting Yunho's eyes again.
You weren't sure what would happen between the two (or three) of you in the future, but you knew one thing: the rest of your week in Paris was shaping up to be very interesting.