[h.rj x dream]
ೃ⁀➷ in which renjun moves into a new
apartment, and the tenants in the
surrounding rooms share a relationship.
→ a relationship they intend to add him to...
↷ mature themes
━ renjun x dre...
Don't worry, I wouldn't leave you hanging on that cliffhanger for too long~
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"This is a terrible, terrible idea," the Chinese adult hissed while attempting to scramble back from Jaemin's hold on his legs, though bumping against the second oldest boy and squeaking. "You are all dating each other, a-and this can be considered cheating! What if one of the others see, hm? I'd die—"
"You're just fucking lucky that Mark isn't around," the brunette who had now crawled closer to him and caged the other against his boyfriend's chest snickered, "Because it'd be Jeno and I who'd get in trouble, and you'd have a lesson in store."
"A lesson?"
"They can be fun once you're used to the fear."
Holy shit, I can foresee an early grave, the oldest gritted his teeth from the intimidation. "Point taken. Let's not do this."
"We said he wasn't around," Jeno reiterated with a cheeky tone. His hands slid slowly and sensually along his sides, gently reaching for the ends of his shorts and dragging them up to expose more of this thighs. With the youngest's hold on his knees - spreading him out - things weren't looking up in his favour. His arousal was now obvious, these boys were hellishly stubborn, and the walls of a deep hole he'd dug himself isolated his resolve.
"But the others a-are," he stuttered out, irritated at his lack of a backbone. "We...We really shouldn't."
"Look at it this way," the ravenette behind him hummed softly while gently leaning down to press a kiss near his ear...heating up that one spot so easily. "They won't hear you, will they?"
I don't like what he's implying, Renjun inwardly scoffed, though dropped that feeling altogether when a hand grabbed between his legs had him whining. His head fell back to rest in the crook of Jeno's neck, the scent oddly familiar.
Too familiar.
Recently learned, even.
"Oh my God," he whispered weakly as Jaemin wore a sneaky grin and palmed him through his shorts. "Jeno...it was you."
"What was me, Love?" The taller smirked, gliding a rough hand through the blonde's hair and tugging it in a strong grip - completely in control now. "Oh, the person who had you melting during that game of hide and seek yesterday?"
I was right, the smallest panicked, knowing damn well he had no resistance at this point. His legs were trembling and toes curling against the sofa's fabric as that sinful wave of pleasure rode up from his lower region through the rest of his body. "Ngh, Jaemin...that's a bit..."
"Say yes," the youngest insisted as he applied more pressure to the blonde's member, now tracing it through the material separating them. "Consent for us."
