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It wasn't really part of the plan for Taehyun to wake up, or at least that is what Yeonjun thought.
See, it all started when Beomgyu, Yeonjun and Taehyun decided to watch a movie after all their schedules were over, they all agreed on using Taehyun and Huening's room because it was bigger and had two beds, and since the youngest didn't have a problem in sleeping with Soobin for the night it just seemed like the best idea. They didn't face any problems when they were watching the movie, Beomgyu and Yeonjun cuddling in Taehyun's bed while he had Kai's bed to himself.
The problems began at around 3 in the morning, the only sounds filling the room being Taehyun's slow asleep breathing and Yeonjun's muffled whines. Neither of them know how Beomgyu ended up pressed against Yeonjun's side with one of his hands over his mouth and the other one slowly playing with his clit, but there was no way they were going to stop now. The hand ''helping'' to cover Yeonjun's noises was doing little to no help, and the eldest was starting to suspect he was doing it on purpose.
“Are you seriously trying to wake Taehyun up?” Yeonjun said in a whisper, connecting the dots in his head when the first thing the other did was smirk.
“And what if I am?” Beomgyu says in his ear. “Don't act like you wouldn't love it if he woke up and saw you falling apart on my fingers.”
“I'm not falling ap-Ah!” Yeonjun let out a squeak when Beomgyu decided that was the best time to graze his hole with his middle finger, only to push it in less than a second later.
And Yeonjun would be ashamed of how quick he begged for another finger if he weren't incredibly horny, so it wasn't long until he was riding 2 of Beomgyu's fingers and tugging on the other's hair to get him to go faster, their friend sleeping next to them long-forgotten.
“You should be embarrassed, fucking yourself on my fingers while Taehyun is right next to us,” Beomgyu didn't even try to whisper anymore, and the mention of the other's name had Yeonjun clenching around the fingers with a choked moan and red blush coloring his face. “Do you want Taehyunnie to fuck you silly as well? Maybe we can use both of your holes, turn you into our personal fleshlight, you'd like that wouldn't you?” He was now going at an unforgivable pace, fully convinced he was gonna get a cramp, but it was all worth it when he looked at Yeonjun's reaction.
The elder's legs were shaking and closing against Beomgyu's arm, a few tears sliding down his flushed face and a loud cry mixed with a moan leaving his lips before he could stop it, the orgasm making him see stars from how tight he was closing his eyes.
His shaking got even worse when Beomgyu wouldn't stop moving his fingers, which were moving at the same, if not faster, pace. “Beomie, Beomie p-please, please, please,” Yeonjun whimpered.
“Please what? Why is my pretty whore whining?”
“St-sto-”
His plea died on his lips as Beomgyu took his fingers out and roughly rubbed his clit, making Yeonjun's toes curl and more tears leave his eyes, unconsciously lifting his hips up from the bed while Beomgyu forced a second orgasm out of him.
Yeonjun was so sure he had lost his mind after the fourth mind-blowing orgasm, but he wasn't so sure about how the fuck was Taehyun still asleep.
But he actually wasn't, hasn't been for most of the time, actually.
Taehyun had been listening to every single one of Yeonjun's moans and sobs, to every single one of Beomgyu's words, to the sound of the long fingers leaving Yeonjun's wet pussy, and when he heard Beomgyu speeding up again for the sixth time, he decided to stop pretending and slowly walk up to his bed, where the other two were.
“Oh,” And even if Yeonjun had his eyes closed, he could still hear Beomgyu's smile. “Look who's awake.”
Yeonjun let out a whine when, through his haze, he could still understand what that meant. Taehyun was looking at him, at them.
“I couldn't sleep even if I wanted to, didn't know they sold such loud sex dolls,” They both laughed, the shame only adding to Yeonjun's pleasure, his whole face burning red. Taehyun treating him like he was just another object made for them to get off was making him feel dizzy.
“Guh-gonna cum again” Yeonjun cried out, holding tightly onto Beomgyu's wrist as if it made anything less intense.
But he didn't.
In fact, Yeonjun peed all over Beomgyu's arm, the two youngest staring at the soaked sheets under him.
Yeonjun didn't even have time to apologize and feel ashamed before Beomgyu quickly took his fingers out again and kneeled in between Yeonjun's open legs, pulling his pants down enough to take out his hard cock. Yeonjun stared at him with tears in his eyes and his mouth slightly open as Beomgyu ran his hand over his pussy to gather up all his fluids and then started to stroke himself, lasting barely 2 minutes before he bit his lip and spilled over Yeonjun's glistening cunt with a deep moan.
“Move over, hyung,” Taehyun spoke up again. “It's my turn to cum on our piss slut.” Yeonjun clenched against nothing and let out a soft whine, the embarrassment after confusing an orgasm with that long gone.
Yeonjun licked his lips as he made eye contact with Taehyun while the blond fucked his own fist, and after a few more minutes he kneeled in between his legs like the other had done and finished on top of the previous' cum.
Taehyun rubbed his fingers all over his pussy, mixing both of their fluids together and then pushing them inside of Yeonjun with a smirk.
“Maybe next time you can do that around both of our cocks.”
Yeah, screw the initial plan.