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The morning of Minho's birthday, Seungmin was woken up earlier than usual. Not by his alarm, but by a hand in his hair and a second one slipping under his loose shirt to rub against his stomach, his skin warm from sleep.
He squirmed, eyes blinking open blearily in confusion and a quiet grunt left his lips as he tried to make out who was hovering over him, who had taken him out of dreamland at this ungodly hour.
His eyes closed again when he couldn’t make them out, trying to go back to sleep and assuming whoever it was would slide into bed beside him and do the same, maybe someone had woken up wanting cuddles and he'd been their boyfriend of choice, but as soon as his eyes slipped shut the hand under his shirt pinched gently at his waist.
"Seungminnie, wake up, please."
He groaned again, head squishing into his pillow. Clearly there wasn't an emergency because if there were he would've been woken up with much more urgency, so whatever his boyfriend wanted could wait until he'd slept a little more.
"Baby. It's Minho hyung's birthday, remember? Can you get up, please?"
Another grunt. Sure, it was Minho's birthday, but he was also pretty sure it was too early to get up and start celebrating that. Minho himself was most definitely still asleep and Seungmin would be sure to shower him with love and birthday wishes when he got up but right now Felix (who his sleepy brain had finally identified) needed to get his ass under the covers and be quiet. Felix didn't give up easily, though.
"Come on, Seungminnie. Me and Jisung and Hyunjin have thought of the perfect gift for hyung but we need your help for it. Won't you wake up for us?"
At the mention of the other he peeled his eyes open again and through the dark he could make out the forms of two other people hovering behind Felix, presumably Jisung and Hyunjin. Properly confused now, he blinked at them and made a questioning noise but Felix just smiled at him.
The hand under his shirt was rubbing up and down his sides, making him feel all warm and fuzzy and it was so tempting to close his eyes again but he had a feeling that these three wouldn't let him.
"What gift?" He grumbled, and Felix's smile spread even wider.
"Well, we were thinking about what to get him but we were running out of ideas so we thought we should get a little more creative. What does Minho hyung love more than anything in the world? What's something we could give him that he would never get tired of?"
Seungmin hummed in question, his brain still half asleep and not quite following. He stretched his back a little, waiting for Felix to elaborate because he wasn't going to get there on his own.
"You can't think of anything?" Felix teased lightly. "You can't think of something Minho hyung would love waking up to, something he's obsessed with?"
The hand on his waist slid down, brushing over his hip momentarily until it moved even further south and Felix was suddenly cupping his pussy over his underwear. He jolted, eyes focusing more as he glanced down between his legs.
"…Me?"
Felix hummed. "See, you got there eventually. Smart boy, Seungminnie. Don't you think Minho hyung would love to wake up to you at the foot of his bed, ready and waiting for him to use you?"
He pressed a little harder with his palm and Seungmin squirmed, sleep quickly fading away and being replaced by something new. Something that had him clenching around nothing, twitching against Felix's hand.
There was movement from behind suddenly, and he squinted through the dark to see Hyunjin stepping forward, probably feeling impatient and a little left out. He crawled onto the bed, moving so he was on the other side of Felix and one hand reached for his shirt, pulling it up a little to expose his stomach.
"We need to work quick," he said as Felix removed his hand just to pop two fingers in his mouth and bring them down again, slipping into his underwear to circle lazily around his clit.
His breath hitched as Hyunjin said something about Minho waking up in an hour or so but he was too busy bringing his thighs together to listen He felt like he had whiplash, having been asleep just a couple minutes ago and now here he was with three boyfriends watching him hungrily as his thighs pressed against Felix's hand.
"Take his underwear off," Jisung complained, coming forward to reach over Felix and grip the band of his underwear, pulling them down roughly so they could all see the two fingers between his folds, still rubbing gentle circles into his clit to wake him up a little more.
"That feel good, baby?" He asked quietly, fingers leaving his clit to tap against his hole and collect the small amount of wetness that had appeared. "We're gonna get you all worked up, okay? Then we'll put you in Minho's room and he'll give you lots of attention when he wakes up."
He heard the sound of a lube bottle opening somewhere, maybe from Jisung, and a couple seconds later Felix's fingers were a lot wetter and he was slipping one into his hole. He whimpered, thighs still squeezing around his wrist as Felix curled his finger slightly.
He arched into it, hands curling into the sheets and Hyunjin seemed to appreciate his arch because his hands were on him immediately, fingers trailing up to his nipples and pinching one. His back arched even further, squirming at the touch—both of their touches—and his mouth parted, breaths coming out in deep, even pants.
"Jisungie, why don't you get him ready for us?" Hyunjin suggested, and Seungmin wasn't sure what he meant by that because Felix was already stretching him out but Jisung shuffled around behind them and when he got up on the bed he was holding two things in his hands. It was still dark but his eyes were a little more adjusted than before so after a second he could recognize them as a ball gag and a blindfold.
He shivered as Jisung moved closer, torn between watching him and watching Felix who was dragging his single finger along his walls languidly, like he had all the time in the world. He didn't need it to be fast for it to be good, though and his hips were grinding down slightly, unable to help himself and he was missing the stimulation to his clit but hopefully he'd get plenty of that later. Hyunjin was still tweaking his nipple, thumbing over it and occasionally scraping his nail lightly against the bud to get him to jump, his hands still curled into the sheets to keep himself from touching them. They hadn't told him not to, but he thought they would appreciate it.
Jisung shuffled up near his head. It was a little crowded on the bed now with him surrounded by all three of them but they didn't seem to mind. Jisung tossed his supplies to the side and pressed his thumb to his bottom lip, coaxing him to open his mouth.
"We're gonna make you nice and quiet," he said, pressing two fingers against his tongue. He moaned around them as Felix started to rub a second finger against his hole, teasing him a little before pushing it inside.
He whined, sucking around Jisung's fingers in an attempt to cope with the fingers in his pussy and Hyunjin playing with his nipples. He was tugging on them now, getting them all swollen and pink and sensitive.
"Minho hyung's gonna love these," he said, leaning his head down to take one into his mouth and get it wet. He kissed it a couple times, flicking it with his tongue before moving onto the other one and Seungmin couldn't keep himself still. His hips were rocking down on Felix's fingers and he was properly panting now, open mouthed huffs leaving his mouth as Jisung kept pressing against his tongue.
He removed them once he got a little louder and reached for the gag. Seungmin lifted his head obediently for him to clasp it and fit it snugly between his teeth. He knew he'd be drooling around it soon, and would probably get Minho's bed all wet but that would probably just get him even more excited.
He moaned around the gag as Jisung slipped the blindfold over his eyes as well, the world going dark. He had to rely on his hearing and his touch, both of those senses feeling elevated now that his sight had been taken.
Now that Jisung had finished his hand trailed down his chest, stopping briefly to play with the nipple being currently neglected by Hyunjin and he twitched as he thumbed over the sensitive bud, tingles shooting down his spine as his fingers itched to touch them.
But Jisung moved lower, his touch so light it was almost ticklish and he squirmed as he hovered over the hood his clit before pulling it back and pressing his thumb to it. He whined, long and low, as Jisung moved his thumb in tight circles while Felix spread his fingers inside him and Hyunjin pinched meanly at both nipples. He could feel himself getting closer to the edge, a familiar warm spreading through his body accompanied by a tightness in his pelvis that kept growing until he was biting down on the gag, his hips twitching incessantly.
He was just wondering if he should figure out some way to ask permission to come when Felix gave it to him.
"Let go, Seungminnie. I wanna get an orgasm out of you before we move you to Minho's room."
"Come on, puppy," Jisung crooned, pinching his clit between two fingers and tugging on it gently until he snapped, groaning desperately as his thighs squeezed so tight around Felix's wrist he could barely move his hand anymore but that didn't matter. His spine curled as he came, riding out his high with all three of them touching him in some way, prolonging his pleasure until it slowly seeped away, leaving him feeling boneless and deeply satisfied.
Felix pulled out of him and Hyunjin's fingers retreated. Jisung gave a couple more teasing taps to his clit which he twitched away from before taking pity on him.
He strained his ears for some kind of hint of what they were doing next since no one was touching him but soon there was a hand on his thigh—presumably Felix—that rubbed over his skin soothingly.
"Here's what's gonna happen, puppy," Felix told him. "We're gonna keep you blindfolded and gagged, and we're also gonna put a vibrator in this pretty pussy to keep you entertained until Minho wakes up. Once we get to his room we're gonna put you on the end of his bed and Jinnie's gonna tie you up to keep you nice and still."
"We're gonna give you this," Jisung added, and something was pressed against his hand. "Hold it tight, okay?"
He took it, and it felt like a clicker, something you'd train a dog with. They used them sometimes when they both tied someone up and gagged them, just for some peace of mind.
"One of us will be outside Minho's door until we hear that he's woken up," Jisung continued. "So if you need us or you want to stop you can use it and we'll come see what's up."
He grunted around the gag to show that he was listening but it quickly turned into a whine when Felix's fingers swiped up his slit, spreading his folds to expose his hole and then there was something plastic pressing against it.
Felix pressed it inside and he shivered, walls twitching against it as it settled in place. It was a moderately sized vibrator, not their smallest but definitely not their biggest either. It was just a little smaller than the width of Felix's fingers but long enough to fill him up nicely and he clenched down on it, preparing to have it inside of him for a while. Hopefully Minho would wake up not long after they put him on his bed, though. Would he get punished if he were purposely loud and woke him up right away? He probably would be, and he also thought Minho deserved to sleep as long as he wanted on his birthday so maybe he would be good.
Felix left the vibrator off as the other two coaxed him to get up. It was disorienting with the blindfold on but Hyunjin and Jisung both had a hand around his arm and he trusted them to not let him trip over anything.
They stripped him of his shirt and pulled his underwear the rest of the way off so that he was completely naked, feeling very exposed as they took him out into the hallway. He wondered what this would look like if any of their other boyfriends ventured out of their rooms, though it was still early enough that he didn't think that would happen. Actually, he wasn't sure of the exact time but the house was quiet and it didn't sound like anyone else was awake yet, though it was definitely possible that Chan or Changbin had snuck out early for the gym.
They walked quietly, and slowly so that it was easier for Seungmin but eventually they stopped at what must be Minho's door.
"Be quiet, Seungminnie," Felix reminded him. "Let Jinnie tie you up nice and don't make too much noise when I turn the vibrator on. Think you can be quiet and have a couple orgasms so you're nice and sensitive when hyung wakes up?"
He nodded, whimpering quietly at the thought and steeling himself in preparation. He heard a door handle turn carefully and then he was being led inside. Either Hyunjin or Jisung helped him up on the bed and a hand between his shoulders got him to press his head down so his ass was up and his cheek pressed to the covers. His knees were pulled apart and he didn't know for sure but he thought his ass was facing Minho so his pussy would be the first thing he saw when he woke up.
Someone grabbed his arms and pulled them backwards so they were resting against his legs, wrists pressed to his ankles, and then there was rope against his skin, tying his arms and legs together so his face was stuck against the bed. He breathed deeply, trying to relax and get as comfortable as possible knowing he'd be like this for a while.
There was a hand on his lower back that slid down to give him a comforting couple pats on the ass before the vibrator buzzed to life inside of him. He jolted, but it was on the lowest setting and was quiet enough that he couldn't really hear it. He shifted, hips wiggling a little to get used to the sensation as he clenched down around it and bit on his gag.
There was another pat on his ass and then the hand was gone and he heard the sound of them creeping out, leaving him there alone trying to be as quiet as possible to let Minho keep sleeping.
The strength of the vibrator was almost…too slow. Which was probably a good thing because he wouldn't be able to be quiet if it were too powerful but after a couple minutes he was restless, squirming around breathing deeply. His hips were grinding down as much as they could which wasn't really doing anything but the movement was soothing and he could pretend that he was pushing the vibrator deeper, fucking himself on it.
But then he thought of something better and soon he was thinking about when Minho woke up. He'd probably be surprised but he knew he would get over it quickly and then he would be all over him. He thought about the way Minho would touch him, would probably eat him out and finger him and maybe he would fuck him, too. Maybe he would wake up already hard, able to just slip inside with no preamble.
He thought about the way he would stretch him out, how his hands would hold his waist so tight it would leave marks. He huffed, drool leaking out from around his gag as he kept grinding his hips down in a circular movement, pretending that the vibrator was Minho's dick fucking into him and making him feel so good and his eyes were threatening to roll back. There was a thrill in being on Minho's bed without him knowing, that he was close to coming all over his sheets while Minho was peacefully asleep and unaware. It made him feel cheap and desperate, like some kind of horny pervert just waiting for Minho to wake up and use him.
He whimpered, quiet enough that he didn't think Minho would wake up but it had him blushing and humiliation was crawling under his skin. His thighs were twitching, wanting to draw together but he kept them obediently spread so Minho could have a nice view when he woke up.
He whimpered again when he shifted and the vibrator moved inside of him, pressing up against that special spot that always had him coming quickly and this time was no exception. His fingers curled around his ankles, needing something to hold onto as his orgasm crept closer, threatening to wash over him and he kept grinding his hips down frantically, picturing himself pushing back on Minho's cock.
He came with a choked off whine, thighs quivering as wetness dripped down them towards his knee. His eyes were rolled back, teeth clamping down on the ball gag to keep himself quiet as his body shook. Every muscle was locked up and tense as the pleasure overwhelmed him and took over his body, the vibrations buzzing under his skin in a way that had his chest heaving.
As the pleasure ebbed the vibrator kept going at the same pace but somehow it felt stronger now that he was more sensitive. He slumped down as his muscles relaxed, cheek pressed into his own drool as his pussy twitched around the vibe, overwhelmed.
He was still trembling, aftershocks zapping through him as his g spot continued to be stimulated with no break. It was harder to be quiet now that he'd come twice in a relatively short time-span. He wanted to whine out, channel his feelings of being overwhelmed into noise but he kept the ball gag tight between his teeth because he wanted to be good. Minho would be so proud of him if he woke up to see he'd been so well behaved, letting him sleep as long as he wanted without disturbing him.
It was hard, though. He couldn't keep still, hips twitching and hands flexing as the vibe kept going. He was trying not to clench down on it because that made it worse but his pussy had a mind of its own because despite the overstimulation it was starting to feel good again.
The low setting didn't matter as much now because every buzz felt more intense than it had before, every little movement it made inside of him because of his shifting hips had his breath hitching and more drool collected under his cheek.
He was panting, his walls fluttering weakly around the toy as he moaned softly around his gag and pulled at his restraints, testing them. They didn't give, of course, but that only had more heat rising in his body, his brain going fuzzy at being stuck here with no way to escape the pleasure. He was trapped but he loved it, obsessed with the way he had no choice but to lay here and work his way towards another orgasm, knowing that as soon as it passed everything would get even more intense but he would still have to take it.
Just the thought had him whining, hips rocking down again to chase the feeling steadily building in his gut. His groin was tightening once again and he clenched hard. He was almost scared he was gonna pop a hole in the gag from how hard he was biting down on it in an attempt to keep himself quiet.
"Minho hyung," he slurred, the words coming out extremely muffled through the gag. "Hngggg."
He gasped as the toy shifted again from his movement and pressed even deeper inside of him until it felt like even his bones were vibrating. He was a whimpering mess as he came again, body shuddering as his hips jerked and his pussy spasmed around the toy. He was soaked between his legs, wetness dripping down his thigh and he spread them even further so he didn't have to feel it.
His brain was mush and his ears were ringing as the vibe continued to buzz inside of him. He couldn't tell how loud he was being but he hoped it wasn't too bad. He also hoped Minho would wake up soon, though, because he wanted the vibrator replaced by his hands or his dick or his mouth, and he really wanted his clit touched because it was feeling very neglected. He could come without it being stimulated—clearly—but it felt so much better when someone was touching it.
Please, he thought. Minho hyung…
He was shaking, and his knees definitely would've given out if he wasn't slumped on the bed. He couldn't even tell if his last orgasm had ended or if it was just a really long one but he almost felt like he was still coming. His tongue pressed against his gag and he sucked on it, wishing there was a dick in his mouth instead but it was a decent distraction from the way his cunt was throbbing and still twitching, clenching around the toy. He gave another muffled whine, pleading internally for Minho to wake up soon…
***
Minho woke up slowly, languidly coming back to consciousness and sighing deeply to himself. It was his birthday, he remembered, one more year gone and hopefully many many, more to come. He rolled over, pressing his face into his pillow and considered trying to go back to sleep. Most of them had the day off and those who didn't only had schedules in the afternoon so he could afford to lay in bed for a while before he got up.
He hummed in content, snuggling into his warm bed and wondering if anyone were going to come see if he were up or if they were going to leave him in peace until he made an appearance.
Just as he felt himself slipping back into sleep something caught his attention. It was a small noise, quiet enough that he wasn't sure if he were imagining it but a couple seconds later he heard it again.
It sounded like…a whimper? A muffled one. And now that he was concentrating he thought he could hear his sheets rustling like something was moving on top of them.
He opened his eyes and froze, blinking rapidly and sure that he must be dreaming.
At the end of his bed was Seungmin, face down ass up with his legs spread and his arms tied to them, showing off his pussy which was flushed red and twitching around what looked like one of their vibrators.
He sat up slowly, still not convinced that it was real…but it was his birthday, so maybe it was? Seungmin had stilled when he sat up, likely hearing him and trying to behave himself. Cute.
There were several thoughts racing through his head, forcing their way through his sleep-riddled mind. How long had he been there? Who had put him there? Had this been his idea or someone else's? He was pretty sure it hadn't been Seungmin's idea, though, but whoever had come up with this would be getting a very good blowjob later.
For now, though, he sat up properly and took a better look at his present. Seungmin was blindfolded and he could see the straps of a gag around his head, explaining his muffled sounds. He was impressed with how quiet he was being, just some heavy breathing and a few whines leaving his lips even though he'd clearly come a couple times. He was so wet, practically soaked and he couldn't help himself from reaching out for it, swiping two fingers through his slit and watching the way his cum clung to his fingers when he spread them.
Seungmin jerked at his touch, being louder now that he knew Minho was awake. He thought he could hear his name among the flurry of whimpers Seungmin was making and he cooed, sure that he was extremely overwhelmed.
"Happy birthday to me," he said to himself, observing Seungmin for a couple more seconds. His thighs were trembling violently and he could see him clenching around the toy. It was quiet, and it must not be at a very high speed but if he'd been here awhile he was sure it felt pretty strong to Seungmin.
His eyes were quickly drawn to his clit, though. It was peeking out of its hood, red and looking desperate for attention. He knew Seungmin must be begging for him to touch it, to give him that release even though he'd clearly been doing pretty good with just the vibrator.
Still, he was feeling generous. It was his birthday after all, and so he swiped his fingers through his slit again, getting them properly coated in Seungmin's juices and then he brought them up, rubbing gentle circles around the swollen bud.
The reaction was immediate. Seungmin jumped, a broken moan pushing past the gag and his hips tried to grind down on his fingers to increase the pressure.
"Good boy, puppy," he crooned, bringing his other hand down to grip the small part of the vibrator hanging out of him. He began to fuck him with it, pushing it as deep as it could go to see Seungmin spasm, his breath hitching and it almost sounded like he'd started crying.
"Come for me, baby," he encouraged him. "Can you do that for me, hm? Come for me and then I'll take this out and give you something so much better."
Seungmin keened and pushed his ass back further. Minho kept a steady pressure on his clit, rubbing it in tight circles and Seungmin made a strangled noise just as he started to come, his cunt gripping the toy hard enough that he had some trouble pushing it in and out but he was focusing more on his clit, giving him the perfect pressure and keeping it up the whole orgasm as he watched Seungmin tremble and moan into his bed covers. This was definitely the best birthday of his life so far.
"Good boy," he praised, "you came so nicely, Seungminnie. Did that feel good?"
Seungmin moaned as he slipped the vibrator out. He clenched around nothing, probably taking a second to adjust to being empty again. There was drool all over his face and underneath him and Minho helped him shift over slightly so he wasn't at risk of choking on his own spit.
"Are you comfortable, Seungminnie? Need to be untied?"
But Seungmin shook his head so he must not have been there for too too long otherwise he'd be really sore.
"Okay. You want me to play with you some more? Let me properly enjoy my present?"
A nod. Minho looked him over again, trying to decide what to do. He was hard, had probably broken the record for fastest erection in the world but who could blame him when he'd woken up to such a pretty sight?
He pulled on Seungmin's hips, getting them even higher so he could have better access. He was gonna fuck him, for sure, but maybe he could work up to that. It wouldn't really be the perfect birthday without his favorite activity, right?
He spread Seungmin's folds, taking in his twitching hole and the cum leaking from it. He licked his lips, and thought that of all the birthday breakfasts he could've had today, this was definitely better than all of them.
First, though, he reached up and undid the gag, wanting to be able to hear him properly.
"Be nice and loud for me, baby," he said. "Let me know how good you're feeling.'
And then he leaned in, connecting his lips to Seungmin's cunt and groaning at the taste as his face was immediately drenched. Seungmin was crying, shudders wracking through his body and his breath hitched when Minho sealed his lips around his clit to suck at it gently but even that seemed to drive Seungmin insane.
He yelped, breath coming out ragged and his legs were shaking violently on either side of his head.
"Hyung," he was whining, his voice shaky and weak. "Hyung, 's so good."
His words were slurred but Minho was the one feeling drunk. He was lightheaded and he opened his mouth wide around his pussy and bullied his tongue inside, chasing the sweet taste of him. It was addicting and he paid little to no mind to the way Seungmin was squirming around the best he could in his restraints, but he wasn't sure if the younger was trying to get away or get closer.
But he didn't care. His hands were wrapped around his thighs, keeping him pressed close with no chance of escape and his tongue pressed against his walls and slurped up all that Seungmin was giving him. Maybe it was gross but to him it was euphoric. He felt like a starved animal each and every time he ate Seungmin out and no matter how many times he did it it felt novel.
He was making noises of his own, little grunting sounds as he pressed his face even closer against Seungmin's cunt. He slipped his tongue out to lick over his hole and then returned to his clit, kissing it a couple times while he caught his breath and then he took it back into his mouth. He bit it oh so gently between his teeth and rubbed the tip of his tongue against the hardened nub and Seungmin made a beautiful broken noise that almost had Minho coming on the spot. If anyone could make him ruin a pair of underwear it was definitely Seungmin.
He went back to fucking him, thrusting his tongue in and out while his nose squished against his clit and made Seungmin squirm. He was moaning nonstop and babbling incoherently but he thought he caught the occasional 'please' and 'hyung.'
"Gon' come," he managed out a couple seconds later but the words trailed off quickly into a high pitched whine and a little sob, his shoulders visibly shaking but he also couldn't stop moaning so he must be doing pretty good.
His hole fluttered around Minho's tongue, walls squeezing him as he began to shake even more and then there was a rush of juices in his mouth which he swallowed down greedily. Fuck, he tasted good.
"Can you give me some more, baby?" He urged, removing his mouth and rubbing at his clit harshly. Seungmin cried out but he shushed him and didn't let up. "Come on, puppy, give me a little more and then I'll fuck you."
His fingers were flying over his clit, wet squelching noises accompanying his movements as Seungmin thrashed underneath him but eventually he gave him what he was looking for and squirted a little more, a jet of clear liquid shooting out of him. Minho groaned at the sight and clamped his mouth back over his cunt, drinking up everything that came out and swiping his tongue up his slit several times to collect everything that had dripped down. He even licked over his thighs to give Seungmin a little break, kissing and nipping at the skin there until his marks bloomed a pretty pink.
He was planning on giving Seungmin a couple more minutes, content to litter him with marks while his boyfriend recovered but Seungmin wasn't having that.
"Hyung," he slurred, looking over his shoulder at him even though he was blindfolded. "Gonna fuck me?"
Minho scoffed. "Yes, I'm gonna fuck you. I'm giving you a breather."
"Don' need one," Seungmin protested, spreading his knees a little more to tempt him. "Please, hyung?"
Well, he wasn't going to argue with that. His dick was throbbing in his underwear, and he was scared he was only going to last two minutes once he got inside him but he would make it a great two minutes for both of them.
He pushed his underwear down and freed himself, wrapping a hand around his dick and spreading the copious amounts of precum that was gathered at the tip.
He kept his other hand on Seungmin so he wouldn't get whiny and he almost looked like he would be able to take him without any lube from how wet he was but he grabbed it anyways, making a quick trip to his nightstand before he was right back beside Seungmin.
He hissed as he lubed himself up, too impatient to bother with warming it up at all but that didn't matter because the next second he was lining himself up and pushing inside with one quick thrust that had them both moaning.
Seungmin was twitching weakly around him, his cunt pulsing and throbbing as Minho forced his way inside and stayed there. He draped himself over Seungmin's back, further restraining him and keeping him in place as he started to grind his hips forward.
Seungmin was already panting again, probably still so sensitive from his previous orgasms but that's just how Minho liked him. His body was trembling, little whimpers leaving his mouth as if he were too tired to make any more noise, his brain too far gone to conjure up anything other than a messy jumble of words that didn't make sense.
Minho felt like he had ascended, but he always felt like that when he was buried inside one of his boyfriends. Seungmin was so tight and hot and despite the overstimulation he was clenching around him in a way that had his eyes threatening to roll back.
He kissed up his back again, needing something to occupy his mouth, never mind the fact that he was addicted to the way Seungmin's skin got all pink when he sucked on it. They had to be careful about marks but they didn't have any public appearances for the next couple days and no one would see Seungmin's back, anyways.
His fingers clung to Seungmin's hips, tight enough that he might bruise him but he knew his boyfriend enjoyed that, like looking at the marks he made as a reminder of what they'd done.
He was still grinding his hips, pushing them roughly into Seungmin's cunt as he grunted with the effort and moved to kissing up the back of his neck. He had to be more careful there but that didn't mean he couldn't kiss him.
Seungmin was a mess underneath him, a new puddle of drool under his cheek even though the gag was tossed to the side and his blindfold had partially slipped off so that one of his eyes was uncovered. Minho took one hand off his waist to pull it the rest of the way off.
"Hi, baby," he murmured, leaning even more over his back to press a kiss to his cheek. "Feel good?"
"Good," Seungmin repeated, his eyes looking a little cross-eyed now that he could see both of them.
"Yeah? You wanna come again, puppy?"
His hand trailed between Seungmin's legs as he said it, finding his clit expertly and thumbing over it. Seungmin shuddered hard, his mouth opening in a silent moan as his brows pulled together.
"Come on," Minho crooned, starting to pull his hips out more on each thrust so he could get more force behind them. He could tell he was close to coming himself but he knew he could get Seungmin there first.
Seungmin was grunting with each thrust like he was having the air punched out of his lungs and his hands were gripping his ankles so tightly that his knuckles were white. His thighs were trying to close, whether to force Minho's hand away or keep it there he wasn't sure but he wasn't going to stop until Seungmin came and he seemed very close to doing so.
He was relentless on his clit, using the exact amount of pressure he knew Seungmin liked and making sure to pull his hood up so he could get direct contact on his swollen bud. He teased it between his fingers, pinching and tugging on it until Seungmin was crying again, a tear or two leaking out of his pretty eyes but they only made Minho want to go harder on him.
"Come for me, puppy," he murmured. "I know you wanna come again, just let go. Come for me and then I'm gonna fill you up just how you like it."
Seungmin keened and then choked on his spit when Minho pulled on his clit again, thumbing roughly over it again and again until Seungmin's body locked up and he was forced to pull out as he gushed liquid onto the sheets, tremors wracking through his body as he cried.
"Good boy," he praised, forcing his dick back inside as soon as it subsided. "Good boy, Seungminnie. Just a little bit more, okay?"
He set a quick pace, working towards his own pleasure now and he was nice enough to leave Seungmin's clit alone so he could grip his waist with both hands again and pull him back onto himself with each thrust.
Seungmin was shaking and incoherent, unable to do anything other than lay there and take it as Minho used him for his own pleasure. It didn't take him very long at all to get there, but he wasn't embarrassed one bit about it because anyone else who had Kim Seungmin in their bed wouldn't last long either.
He groaned as he came, hunching over Seungmin's back again as he dug bruises into his hips and filled him up, cum spurting deep inside of him. He'd have to help him clean it out later but it was a fair price to pay for these few seconds of euphoria.
He slipped out and he could see the way Seungmin's muscles completely gave out on him, his body losing all strength and completely slumping down on the bed. Minho started untying him right away, disconnecting his wrists from his ankles and rubbing at the rope marks indenting his skin. They were pretty, and he hoped they didn't fade for a little bit so he could keep looking at them.
He rolled Seungmin onto his back once he was free and stretched out his legs for him since they'd been bent for a while. He massaged at his knees and thighs and left a couple kisses on each one. He repeated the same with his arms, stretching out his shoulders and making sure nothing had gone numb.
His eyes drifted downwards when he was done, taking in the way his cum was dripping out of his red cunt. It was still twitching a little from the aftershocks and he hesitated for just a moment before shifting to lie on his stomach between Seungmin's legs.
"Can I clean you up a little, Seungminnie?"
Seungmin peered down at him, his eyes puffy from crying and there was still a tear streak down one cheek. He looked adorably ruffled and worn out and Minho was half expecting him to close his legs and tell him to go start him a bath already but he kept his thighs parted and didn't protest when he started kissing up them.
"Yeah?" He checked when he got to his leaking pussy, lips pressing against his slit where he tasted his own cum. It wasn't necessarily pleasant or something he did too often but he would take any opportunity to get his mouth on him again.
Seungmin nodded, looking seconds from falling asleep. His eyes fluttered shut when Minho licked between his folds, pussy quivering against his tongue as he cleaned him up. He ventured inside of him, scooping cum up with his tongue and swallowing it down as Seungmin squirmed from being penetrated again but Minho was being gentle with him.
He kept his eyes on Seungmin's face as he finished cleaning his cum out of his cunt and his lips wrapped softly around his clit again.
Seungmin jumped, clearly not expecting it but he probably should've because his clit was like a magnet to Minho and there was no way he could resist the temptation of having it right in front of him.
He whined in protest but there was no strength to it and he was grinding himself down on Minho's face, giving himself away. He kept his touch soft, knowing that being too rough right now might have the opposite effect of what he was going for.
His tongue swiped over his poor bud in a consistent movement, working him steadily towards another orgasm without rushing him. Seungmin was panting, his chest stuttering up and down and one of his hands came down to tangle in Minho's hair while the other found its way to his mouth, stuffing two of his own fingers in his mouth.
Minho hummed against him and he whined, hips stuttering against his face as his thighs squeezed around him, keeping him in place. Minho kept his tongue out, letting Seungmin chase his own pleasure but eventually he grew too tired, whining until Minho took over again, tongue laving against his clit until Seungmin's eyes were rolling to the back of his skull and he spasmed weakly, a single tear leaking out of the corner of his eye.
"There you go," Minho murmured against him, leaving one last kiss against his pretty clit before sitting up and wiping his mouth off. Seungmin looked completely spent. His eyes were glassy and his hair was a mess, his whole body flushed pink with a sheen of sweat covering him. Minho thought he looked beautiful.
He shifted Seungmin to the side out of his drool puddle, making sure he kept his thighs spread so he didn't stimulate himself. He was just taking a second to catch his own breath when there was a tentative knock on his door and Felix was peeking his head in.
"Good morning," he said quietly. "Are you all done with him, hyung?"
Minho hummed in affirmation as Felix came over to the bed. "Was this your idea?"
"Sort of," Felix told him. "Me, Hyunjin, and Jisung all came up with it together. Did you like it?"
Minho hummed again. "You guys are all getting a blowjob later as thanks."
Felix looked pleased with himself.
"Let me run you both a bath," he said, running a hand through Seungmin's sweaty hair. "It's your birthday, I don't want you raising a finger."
Minho had no complaints about that, happy to lie there with Seungmin for a couple more minutes while Felix got everything set up for them. He leaned over his boyfriend whose eyes were just barely open.
"You feel okay, baby?" He murmured, pressing a kiss to Seungmin's cheek. "You gave me the perfect present. The best I've ever gotten in my life."
"This was Lix's present," Seungmin mumbled. "And Sungie and Jinnie. I didn't know about it."
"Well, it was still really good," Minho told him, brushing his bangs out of his face. "And now Lix is gonna get you all clean and pretty and I'm gonna make sure you get a big breakfast."
"Chan hyung is making your favorite," Seungmin told him. "He said so last night."
"Well, I'm gonna make sure you get plenty," Minho said firmly. "You deserve it after all that. You sure you feel okay?"
"Tired," Seungmin complained. "But good. I want a bath." His eyes slipped shut and he looked moments from sleep. Maybe he could take a nap after breakfast.
"We'll get you all cleaned up," Minho agreed, laying his head on his shoulder and listening to the sound of running water coming from the bathroom. It was so nice that Felix had come in to take over so he could snuggle into Seungmin's side and sigh deeply, his arm flopping across his chest. He heard the water shut off and knew he would soon be submerged in the warm bath with Seungmin pressed to his side and soon after that he would be out with the rest of his boyfriends, ready to spend the rest of the day with them.
He couldn't remember ever having a better birthday and the day had only just begun.