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Felix knew that something was up, it was obvious given by the daunting (or rather hungry) looks that Hyunjin and Minho were throwing his way. They were subtle, of course, but someone who knew the three of them well could easily tell that there was a taut tension in the air.
Subtleness was something that Minho and Hyunjin were naturally good at, but they always had their tells. Hyunjin would appear more touchy, sometimes his breath close to Felix's clavicle or nape, or sometimes letting his face rest very close to his inner thighs when the members crashed in the same dorm for some bonding or movie night. It was also the way Hyunjin would suddenly refer to him with saccharine dripping in his tone (not that he didn't usually, but the way he spoke had Felix stuck in it like a fly in molasses.)
Minho's tells were more hidden, but Felix had come to realize that the elder at times became particularly possessive of him. Sometimes when he noticed that Felix was cuddling with Changbin or Jisung while passing by the studio, he'd simply barge inside, flop down on the couch and pull Felix to lay his head on his lap. Or it was the way he squeezed Felix's waist whenever they passed, or the way he blinked slowly like a cat narrowing on its prey.
Felix had learned to adapt to them, and the little system they had created proved effective and helped the two other dancers not lose control of themselves.
But this time, Felix couldn't help but wonder, why? For what reason were their gazes so hungry and full of want on him? When they had fed on him just three days ago? As far as they had told Felix, vampires could go till two months without blood, and past that but with the threat of losing control.
So that didn't explain the way Hyunjin nuzzled his face into the crook of Felix's neck and pressed his lips against his jugular vein, breathing him in till Felix felt himself shudder. Nor did it explain how Minho squeezed his waist as he corrected Felix's position during dance practice, their eyes locking through the mirror, with Minho’s eyes only translating to a simple sensation of want .
Want. Desire, Felix could almost feel himself being affected by it.
But Felix simply assumed that they were hungry, and he had learned that it wasn't only them that really gained euphoria from feeding on him. He too, often craved their bite, which typically healed the next day with a light bruise in replace of it.
So, it was least to say that Felix was… (a part of him even dared to call himself a masochist) looking forward to it.
Felix let himself be picked up by Minho like a ragdoll from the couch, let himself wrap his legs around Minho’s torso as though it was natural, let his arms loop around the elder’s neck and let Minho breathe him in.
It was surprising that the maknaes had left them alone, which Felix supposed was somehow Minho’s doing, maybe a bribe or a small threat. He wasn’t too sure, since the elder was quite close to Seungmin and Jeongin.
When Minho opened the door to his room, Hyunjin was already there, wearing a sleeveless turtleneck from some shoot which he hadn’t bothered changing from. How, when and what they had told the manager was beyond Felix, but he didn’t particularly mind when Minho placed him on the bed gently, contradictory to the tenseness of the moment.
Hyunjin was already pulling Felix back, using his inhuman strength to just manhandle the younger onto his lap and pulling his back flush against his chest, burying his face in Felix’s hair and letting his fingers tap on the part of skin that connected his thigh to torso. “Lix-ah,” he said quietly.
Minho was beside Hyunjin within moments, squeezing into the space in between the headboard of the bed and Hyunjin and Felix, adding to the sudden warmth that was surging up Felix’s smile. “Okay?”
Felix had learned that they didn’t talk much when they were going to feed from him. Okay , Minho was asking if this was okay, if Felix wanted to tap out. Felix nodded his head, and let his eyes flutter close as he felt Hyunjin give his arm a soft squeeze. The bottom of his stomach was already sparking with heat in anticipation.
“Off?” Hyunjin inquired, his hand coming to rest on the bottom hem of Felix’s shirt. Felix nodded, letting himself sit upright and put his hands over his head as Hyunjin worked the shirt off him, and then kissed his bare shoulder in retaliation.
Minho merely tugged a little at the waistband of his pants, and Felix nodded again, letting the both of them strip him bare. “Good?” Minho asked, settling in between his thighs, a playful smile curving his lips upwards when he noted Felix was already semi hard.
Felix nodded again, and Hyunjin tutted lightly, resting his chin on the crook of Felix’s neck. “Words.”
“Yeah,” Felix breathed, exhaling a little and loosening himself, sagging in Hyunjin’s stronghold; he bared his neck by resting his head on Hyunjin’s shoulder. “Go ahead.”
“Not planning on drinking tonight, Yongbok-ah, just… a little, maybe, sweet-dish,” Minho said softly, his fangs unsheathing. “You’re going to look prettier .”
Before Felix had the time to question, he felt Hyunjin’s teeth pierce the soft skin of his neck, the pain something he was never able to get accustomed to. Although, that only lasted for a few moments, before he found the sudden jolt of heat thrum under his skin. He almost arched up into them if it weren’t for Minho holding down on his thighs.
“Shh,” the oldest of the three whispered, leaning down till he was nuzzling his cheek against Felix’s thigh, and if Felix’s brain was anywhere close to thinking rationally, he’d suppose Minho was looking at him as though he were an old sculpture—in some museum, maybe.
Felix opened his eyes when Hyunjin pulled away, it wasn’t enough to feed, and hadn’t given Felix the high of the aphrodisiac effect. He looked down at Minho and the elder gazed up at him, his eyes obsidian and fangs grazing against the sensitive skin of his inner thigh, all before the elder kissed the skin before sinking his teeth in.
Felix’s thighs spasmed and a small groan left his mouth, which turned into a broken moan when he felt Hyunjin suck on another spot of his unblemished skin before biting. He could feel the aphrodisiac from their bites start to seep in, making him buck his hips up, an action that was refrained by the both of them.
Minho pulled away after within a moment, and Felix’s mouth parted to beckon him back, but he didn’t have to. Minho was already diving to sink his teeth into another part of his thigh. Felix hissed and whimpered when even Hyunjin pulled away.
Hyunjin simply kissed him again on the uninjured spot of his skin before biting into it. They never really bit him more than once, sometimes a playful nip, but nothing more than that. “Pretty,” Minho muttered, but Felix didn’t have the sanity to form a question. He whimpered openly when Minho dived in for another bite.
The bites they left were automatically healed by their saliva and Felix wondered if there was a reason Minho was teasing him a little more today. He tried to close his legs when he felt precum start to dribble, but Minho was having none of it, simply using his arms to hold them apart, pressing feather light kisses till he purposely ignored Felix’s aching cock and trailed up as Hyunjin trailed his lips down and the shared a small kiss with tongue with each other.
Felix could only watch in half-lidded eyes. The blood that had stained their lips made it seem as though they had worn lipstick and had messed it up. “So sweet,” Minho muttered, “Aren’t you?” He gazed down at Felix.
Felix couldn’t find the mind to hold any resistance. He nodded. “Yeah,” he breathed.
He could feel Hyunjin’s lips curve near the skin of his jugular notch. He exhaled shakily.
Minho smiled too, he dropped tiny kisses down as he went before sucking rightly on Felix’s nipples, his teeth automatically sheathing themselves and eyes returning to a pretty chocolate. Felix threw his head back further, in turn baring more expanse of skin that Hyunjin gladly indulged himself in, sinking his teeth into a spot Felix presumed was unblemished.
He arched into Minho, and the elder, back to his regular form, simply laughed lightly, before unsheathing his teeth and lightly running his teeth down Felix’s abdominal muscles, grazing the skin slightly, making Felix shiver in anticipation and obvious arousal that they were neglecting . In fact, the entire situation made him flush all over again.
They were practically ravaging him, and the fact that he was the only one nude made him whimper. He couldn’t particularly garner the strength to ask them to take their clothes off too. “Hyungs?” He hoarsed, his voice gone from moans he was too turned on to pay heed to. “Please.”
“Shh, pretty thing,” Hyunjin whispered, licking over a wound on his neck and sealing it. “We’ll indulge you, just let our hyung take a last bite of his meal, hm?”
Felix nodded dumbly, his toes curling in as Minho bit down on the side of his waist, where the skin was a little more pudgy. When he realized that Hyunjin wasn’t holding his hands down, he tangled his fingers into Minho’s hair, whining high when the elder sucked harder before pulling off and running his tongue on the bite mark.
Minho looked up and smiled a little as his teeth sheathed themselves and eyes turned from obsidian to chocolate. He then leaned up and pecked the corner of Felix’s mouth. “Thank you for the meal, aegi.”
Felix didn’t feel too dizzy as he at times did when the both of them fed off him, but his body was a little numb in certain spots. “Should we take care of our little human, hyung?” Hyunjin asked, teasing Felix’s nipples as he spoke. Minho looked down at Felix, almost in faux thought.
“He deserves it,” Minho decided, running his hand down Felix’s torso before he sat back in between Felix’s thighs and finally wrapped his hand around Felix’s shaft, pressing his thumb at the slit and raising his brows at Felix. “You’re so wet.”
Maybe the initial daze was wearing off, but Felix felt goosebumps prick his skin. “Don’t be so blatant, hyung.”
“Hyung can be a lot more blatant.” Minho smiled, his hand working on slicking up Felix’s cock with the amount of precum he’d leaked.
“Hyunjin hyung?” Felix asked quietly.
Hyunjin groaned lightly, adjusting Felix’s weight on his lap. “Yeah, Lix-ah?”
“Could you kiss me?”
“I don’t want to say no to you, but I’ll kiss you once I’ve washed my mouth? How does that sound? You’ll get all the kisses in the world then.”
Felix pouted but his expression twisted into one of pleasure when Minho made a particular harsh flick that had the heat coiling in Felix’s stomach grow. “You’re so good for hyungs,” Hyunjin said, pinching Felix’s nipples as he did, making the younger let out a needy whine.
“So fucking good, aren’t you? Bokie? Just our little human to use to our will, no?” Minho asked, and Felix couldn’t help the way he nodded dumbly.
“Hyungs love you so much, aegi.” Hyunjin kissed a pulse point on his neck and Felix could feel himself teetering on the edge.
“Min—Minho hyung, ‘m close,” he gasped, hands grappling for purchase when Minho sped up.
“Then come, Yongbok-ah,” Minho said softly, and it was enough for Felix to spill into Minho’s hand as the elder worked him through his orgasm.
“Shh,” Hyunjin hushed when he noticed Felix starting to twitch from over-sensitivity before Minho came to a stop. “You did so well, Lix-ah. Hyung’ll be right back, kay?”
Felix hummed absentmindedly, slumping against Hyunjin and closing his eyes in contentment. He opened them when he smelt a different cologne, and noticed that his head was on Minho’s lap, dressed in a pair of Minho’s shorts and was still shirtless. He blinked.
“Sleep, Yongbok-ah,” Minho said softly, his fingers threading through Felix's hair. “Hyunjin-ah is coming back, just sleep.”
Felix pursed his lips together and turned a little so his face was pressed into the softness of Minho’s tummy, and then looked up at his older boyfriend. “Kisses?" he asked quietly, blinking.
Minho squeezed his hand before leaning down and kissing him. "There," Minho said, pulling away from Felix's lips. "Want to sleep or more kisses?"
Felix replied by grabbing the back of Minho's head and pulling him down so that he'd indulge Felix.
"Better?"
"So much," Felix whispered, his eyes still heavy with sleep.
"Sleepy Bokie," Minho marveled, running a hand through Felix's hair.
"Hyung-ah," Hyunjin's voice came through the small walkway to the rooms. "Can I borrow some clothes?"
"Yeah, I guess. Third room, closet adjacent to metal almirah. Check the top column."
Felix simply found his eyes closing. Too tired to sleep, too tired to think. Felix let himself drown there. Before he knew it, he felt himself be picked up and placed in between them, the softness of a duvet thrown over the three of them once Hyunjin settled in.
Felix squinted his eyes open. "Hyunjin," he said, then eyed the said man's lips.
Hyunjin chuckled, brushing the fringes out of Felix's eyes. "What happened to hyung ?"
"Don't feed your ego too much, Jinnie," Felix pouted, and then felt an arm snake around his waist. He didn't have to think once to know it was Minho. Hyunjin interlocked their legs once he'd turned the light off and pressed a kiss to Felix's forehead, then his temple, then his nose and finally his mouth.
"Yah, you're really tired, sleep." Hyunjin shifted a little so he could huddle closer.
"What demons possessed you two, though?" Felix yawned.
"We'll talk tomorrow, sleep," Minho instructed, reaching over Felix and pulling Hyunjin impossibly closer.
"G'night."
"What the actual fuck?!" Felix yelped when he stepped into the bathroom the next morning to take a piss. Ironically, and of course, Minho and Hyunjin were there instantly.
"What's wrong?" Hyunjin asked, sleepily slumping against Minho.
Felix turned away from the mirror to face them. "This." He pointed at his neck, chest and side of torso. "I've been mauled."
"Your thighs look even prettier, Lix-ah," Minho hummed.
"You're not the one who has to hide this now, hyung!" Felix sighed, in exasperation, turning to face the mirror and prod at the bruises on his neck, the wounds of the bite marks healed and left with a fantom.
Minho's eyes narrowed, his sleep gone unlike Hyunjin. "You're not hiding them."
Felix blinked, his eyes meeting Minho's in the mirror. "You wanted to deliberately mark me up so you'd show me off?"
"Well, we do have a pretty little human right under our fingers, shouldn't we appreciate him more?" Hyunjin asked, his weight still slumped on Minho's side.
Felix could feel his face start to warm and it was confirmed when he noticed the blush that had risen to his cheeks. His eyes averted to Hyunjin when the elder got up from Minho's side and walked up to him, his eyes on the marks adorned on Felix's body. He bent a little and nuzzled his face close to Felix's jugular again and breathed, before looping a hand around him and hooking it under his chin, and guiding it to look at his reflection.
Felix swallowed, his eyes glancing at Minho as the elder gave him a small smile before leaning across his other shoulder. "We didn't drink much from you time, but are you feeling okay?"
Felix had to stop his heart from thrumming so much, since he knew that they could hear it. "Yeah, I'm okay. But what made you two go berserk?"
Hyunjin's eyes flashed to meet his. "This," he ran a hand down on the bruises. "Makes you ours."
"I don't really want to fathom someone else sinking their teeth into you," Minho murmured. "Anyway, want me to make you something? How about waffles?"
Felix broke out of his daze, blinking repeatedly. "Yeah, thank you."
"Wait," Hyunjin murmured, pulling away, "You guys have waffles for breakfast? This is so unfair."
Minho giggled a little, his demeanor shifting. "Well, if you want to be spoiled you could always come here."
"Jisungie is a scavenger, his quokka is confirmed, Chan hyung and Changbin hyung have just some form of eggs or some protein shake," Hyunjin whined, clinging to Minho and Felix. "I've been tormented."
Felix let out a small laugh.
"Lixie, hyungie," Hyunjin whined again, "Come sleep for ten more minutes."
Minho ruffled Hyunjin's hair. "What time is it?" He asked.
Felix glanced at the tiny steam-resistant clock they had kept on the bathroom counter. It was still around six, and their schedule didn't start until ten. Felix yawned. "Yeah, sure."
Hyunjin broke out into a smile, wrapping his lanky arms around the both of them and lifting them both up after he'd opened the bathroom door. Felix clung to them tightly and crawled to stick to Hyunjin's side once the elder had dropped them on the bed.
"Hey Felix?" Hyunjin murmured.
"Hm?" Felix hummed, contentedly closing his eyes as Minho placed a warm hand around him and squeezed his middle.
"I love you," he whispered, kissing Felix's forehead. "And you." He poked Minho's cheek.
"So cheesy," Minho huffed.
"Yeah, yeah, sleep, you mean ass," Hyunjin scoffed. Felix only giggled a little and pressed a kiss to Hyunjin's shoulder.
"I know," he said, softly.
There was a small rustling and even Hyunjin was holding him close, and Felix could almost hear the very faint thrum of Hyunjin's heart. But he knew it was enough. The warmth was enough.
He closed his eyes.
"Did some wild animal tackle you down?!" Jisung shouted, shaking Felix's shoulders, making the younger burst into laughter and make a pathetic attempt to cover the marks.
"Yah! He was, by those two beasts." Seungmin pointed at Hyunjin and Minho sitting beside Chan and explaining something that they all were out of earshot to listen to.
"Fucking hell, Minho hyung did rescue us," Jeongin muttered, making Felix smack his shoulder.