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It’s Chan that decided to sit in his lap. Chan, hopped up on adrenaline and excitement, that decided to pull his pants down far enough to expose his hole. Chan that decided to take Seungmin’s dick out in the middle of the waiting room.
Sure, Seungmin’s the one who put it in. But at the end of the day, it’ll be Chan’s fault if they get caught. They’ve already been caught by Jeongin sitting over to the right who’s pointedly chosen to look away and Changbin over to the left who’s pointedly chosen to look directly at them.
Either way, they’re going to get caught by everyone else if Chan doesn’t stop whining and moaning.
“Hyung, can you shut the fuck up?” Seungmin says, hips instinctively stuttering up as gravity brings Chan back down again. Can’t really help it with how hot and tight Chan’s hole is around him. How Chan bounces on his cock, thrusts fast and short and shallow but enough to make them both feel good, slaps barely heard in the hustle and bustle of everyone around him. Distracted enough for them to not to look over at the four guys huddled together on the couch in the corner.
Unless Chan continues to moan like a slut.
And Changbin is seriously not helping with how he very obviously leans over towards them with his “Seungmin-ah, c’mon, bend him over so hyung can see.”
“Go fuck yourself,” Seungmin says, but pushes Chan forward anyway because he wants to see too.
It’s obscene the way Chan’s slicked, swollen rim wraps around Seungmin’s cock, the way Seungmin’s cock disappears into Chan’s body. He traces his finger over where they’re connected, feels the lube and his own cum which he fucked into Chan this morning before they were driven over here dripping out over the sides. He’s about to press it in a little before he’s interrupted by Minho plopping down on the armrest.
“Did you say something about fucking?” Minho asks, placing one hand over Changbin’s neck while the other gropes Changbin’s pec as if it’s the most natural thing for him to do. If you can’t go for the ass, go for the boob.
And this is all just great, just what they needed. More people.
“If you’re gonna fuck him, go somewhere else. This spot is taken,” Seungmin says because in all honestly, he does not want to deal with an orgy. He’s got a list of priorities that include fucking Chan and cumming inside of Chan. There’s no time for anything else.
He starts rocking into him. Grips onto Chan’s shoulder and hip, forcing out these pathetic little noises from Chan’s lips. Chan bounces even faster in response.
Seungmin bends him down further to get a better look at the disappearing act and the change in angle seems to hit Chan’s prostate with how loud Chan moans.
Cut off short thankfully by Jeongin’s hand over his mouth.
“You guys are gonna get caught,” Jeongin hisses, standing up now, slipping a hand into the front of Chan’s pants, “Finish up quick.”
Seungmin’s almost there really. Chan seems to be able to tell with how he clenches his cock.
Minho’s up on his feet too, completing the little blockade. Got a hand in Chan’s hair, threading through the strands in a way that hair and makeup will get his ass for later. He whispers something in Chan’s ear that’s got him cumming immediately.
Seungmin can feel it. Body convulsing in his grasp. Hole so tight around his dick that it has him cumming inside him. His own pleasure sounds through his ears. Has a groan slip out of his lips as he presses his forehead into Chan’s back. He’s twitching, Chan, little muffled whimpers reverberating through the air.
“Shit,” someone says. Seungmin’s head rolls over to see the other three members all surrounding them. See the staff’s eyes peeking through the gaps.
God fucking dammit.