I have never written threesome before pardon me

requested by fantaewoontasy wOo yAy a seQuEl

"Don't you dare look for Hwiyoung and Chani ever again." Taeyang scowled, slamming Minhyuk against the door. The evening wind blew harshly against the boys. When Minhyuk didn't struggle and kept quiet, Taeyang let his guard down and turned around, smiling. Minhyuk took the chance and threw Taeyang against the floor, his hands wrapped tightly around the other's throat. Taeyang whined in surprise and thrashed. His body shook with fright.

"Tae!" Rowoon shouted. Before he was able to get to his lover, their leader beat him to it.

Youngbin swiftly dashed over and snatched Minhyuk up effortlessly, literally throwing him to the side. Minhyuk cursed and flew for the rooftop door, making his escape.

"Catch that runaway chicken!" Dawon screamed, running hand in hand with Zuho after the boy.

"And then cook him for dinner!" Jaeyoon and Inseong followed after them, Jaeyoon almost launched himself down the staircase if Inseong didn't catch him by the waist.

Youngbin laid down on top of Taeyang, watching his unfocused eyes.

"Tae?" Youngbin shook his shoulders softly.

"I'm okay... I- I don't know..."

"You're fine, baby. He's gone now." Youngbin bumped their noses together. Rowoon smiled and approached them.

Youngbin's and Taeyang's relationship is platonic, but Rowoon can tell that they both want more than a platonic relationship.

When Youngbin was finally convinced that Taeyang is fine, Rowoon dragged him aside while the youngest tried to get his bearings straight.

"I'm willing to share him, you know?" Rowoon started.

"He's yours, I have no rights." Youngbin muttered, crossing his arms and shifting his attention to Taeyang when the younger sighed out loud.

Eyes are the windows to your heart, they said. Rowoon can tell from the difference in the looks that Youngbin throws at the other members and the ones he throws at Taeyang and him.It's different, it's longing.

"Tae wants this too, hyung." Youngbin visibly shuddered.

"My house." Rowoon whispered before walking over to Taeyang.

"But-"

"I know you want it hyung, he does too." Rowoon patted Taeyang on the head."Alright, fine." Youngbin breathed out. Rowoon picked Taeyang up and left, the oldest following behind.

-

"Are you ready to be a good boy for us?"

"Yes," Taeyang replies from his spot on the floor, kneeling with his palms flat against his thighs, eyes downcast since he hasn't been told to look up. His clothes are folded neatly in a pile to his right while to his left lay an assortment of lube, condoms, toys, and Taeyang's favorite item a thin black collar with a single silver charm at the center. Rowoon didn't always use the toys and he didn't always wear the collar, but he'd laid everything out anyway, hoping to please his hyungs. Rowoon and Youngbin are sitting next to each other on the bed, Taeyang staring at their bare feet while waiting for instructions.

Rowoon gave Youngbin a smile, a smile of consent. The older let out a shaky sigh.

"C'mere, kitten," Youngbin calls, his voice much deeper than usual, and Taeyang shivers a little at the sound before crawling forward to rest his head in Youngbin's lap. Taeyang's eyes close automatically when Youngbin starts to run his fingers through his hair, massaging his scalp every so often.

"Did you miss me?"

"Very much," Taeyang replies instantly, running his cheek along Youngbin's left thigh.

"You've been working so hard."

"Should I be jealous?" Rowoon's voice is teasing, but Taeyang still stiffens before reaching out his left hand to lightly rest of top of Rowoon's foot.

"Stand up, baby," Rowoon commands, softly."Let us see you."

Taeyang isn't ashamed of his nakedness, but it still felt strange to be nude while Youngbin and Rowoon are still fully dressed. But this is the level of vulnerability that Taeyang craves, the thing that makes his body flush in both embarrassment and want. His face feels hot, but he rises to his feet, making sure to keep his hands at his sides lest he get in trouble for trying to cover himself. Taeyang can see and feel two sets of eyes rake over his body and it's enough for him to draw in a shaky breath, his cock half hard already. Rowoon makes a spinning motion with one finger and Taeyonng nibbles on his bottom lip in nervousness before complying. He turns slowly, arching his back and sticking his ass out in a way that has Youngbin mumbling, "fuck" under his breath. He shuffles forward after he completes ones full rotation, Rowoon beckoning to him with the crook of a finger.

"Very sexy," Rowoon praises, standing up so Taeyang can sit in the bed. He automatically places his hands in his lap and folds his legs under him.

"Safe word?"

"Red."

"Good baby. Stay still and watch."

Rowoon tugs Youngbin up by his wrist and in the next moment they're kissing. They're almost the same height so Youngbin barely has to lean down to fit their lips together, his hands resting on Rowoon's slender waist while Rowoon is messing up Youngbin's perfectly styled hair. They kiss like they have all the time in the world, like Taeyang isn't watching them, hands curled into fists to stop himself from jerking off like he wants to. One of Youngbin's hands wanders to Rowoon's ass squeezing hard and Rowoon and Taeyang moan in tandem.

"I think someone is enjoying the view," Youngbin whispers hotly in Rowoon's ear, but still loud enough for Taeyang to hear.

Rowoon turns to look at the small figure seated on the bed, his lips wet and kiss swollen, and it takes all of Taeyang's willpower to stay still like he'd been told.

"Too bad it's not his turn," is all Rowoon says before turning back to Youngbin. Taeyang whimpers, a pathetic little sound that makes Rowoon groan and reach for Youngbin again. He makes quick work of Youngbin's belt, the denim sliding down under the weight of the buckle. Youngbin steps out of them, eyes glued to Rowoon's fingers as he undoes every single button on his white dress shirt. Rowoon takes the time to kiss every new patch of uncovered skin until he's sliding the shirt of Youngbin's shoulders letting it fall to the floor. The kisses he leaves on Youngbin's neck are wet and sloppy and Youngbin allows it until Rowoon is circling a nipple with his tongue and his patience snaps. Taeyang watches riveted, as Youngbin drags Rowoon up his body and devours his mouth. Watching his hyungs kiss is so different than when either of them kiss him. Where Taeyang would've melted in Youngbin's arms, Rowoon pushes back, grabbing a fistful of Youngbin's hair and yanking hard. In response Youngbin gropes at Rowoon's groin, rubbing over the zipper of his jeans until the grip on his hair loosens.

"Youngbin, fuck," Rowoon groans as the button on his jeans is undone, zipper sliding down. He rids himself of his own shirt and is reaching for Youngbin again when the creaking of their bed makes him turn his head.

Taeyang looks absolutely ruined already. Ever the good boy he's just where they'd left him except now he's covered in sweat, breathing hard, his desire evident in his tense thighs and full cock in between them. Rowoon turns his full attention to Taeyang, opening his tiny fists to find crescent shaped indents on the palms of his hands.

"Oh, baby," Rowoon whispers before kissing both of Taeyang's palms.

"It must've been so hard to wait your turn. I think you deserve a reward for your patience." Not missing a beat Youngbin fetches the collar from the bedside table, laughing softly at Taeyang's surprised gasp. He looms over Taeyang as he fastens it and Taeyang loves it, loves Youngbin's size and the way it makes him feel small and protected.

"Oh my," Youngbin says, stepping back to admire Taeyang afterwards.

"I didn't know how pretty that looks around your neck, kitten. Do you remember when Rowoonie gave this to you?"Taeyang does. For his birthday he'd wanted to do a scene and Rowoon had surprised him with the collar during it. He'd always wanted one, but the nice ones were so expensive that he didn't dare ask. He'd been so overwhelmed the first time he'd worn it that he had to safe word out of the scene because he knew there was no way he'd be able to follow instructions. There were a lot of tears that day, but it's still one of Taeyang's happiest memories so he answers yes to Youngbin's question.

"Fuck, you're pretty," Rowoon praises. He smears the precum over Taeyang's cockhead, the way Taeyang jumps at the sudden stimulation setting his nerve endings on fire.

"Mine. My pretty baby."

Rowoon squeezes him a little too hard and Taeyang yelps, but Youngbin is there to swallow the sound. His lips part automatically and he moans low as Youngbin licks inside his mouth, the kiss more tongues and teeth than anything else. Youngbin cups the back of Taeyang's head, guiding him down until his back hits the mattress with his legs still hanging off the bed. He's preoccupied by the feeling of Youngbin's lips against his skin, nibbling his earlobe, sucking mark after mark around his collarbone that he doesn't notice Rowoon moving around on his right. The first lick makes Taeyang's cock spurt even more precome and Rowoon licks it all away while Taeyang whines and whines.

"Let us hear you," Youngbin says. He pinches Taeyang's left nipple hard, satisfied at the way the younger cries out, voice high pitched and desperate.

"No more, no more," Taeyang pants. Rowoon knows his body too well and he is too close to orgasm. Thankfully Rowoon stops immediately.

"Good boy." Rowoon watches as Taeyang tries to catch his breath. He trades soft smiles with Youngbin. His- no, their boy was just too perfect.

"Who do you want to fuck you, baby?"

"Both of you," Taeyang answers immediately, his mind starting to clear a little bit.

"I need both of you."

Rowoon quirks an eyebrow at him."You can't come until Youngbin and I do."

"I know," Taeyang mumbles averting his eyes.

"I can do it. You'll punish me if I can't."

Youngbin and Rowoon share another look, a silent agreement passing between them before Youngbin says,"Okay, kitten. If that's what you want." He positions himself at the top of the bed, leaning against the headboard. Taeyang watches as Youngbin slides his boxers off his longs legs, finally freeing his half hard cock. He drools at the sight of Youngbin's cock, the thickness of it and the way it'll probably stretch him open when they fuck. Taeyang's mouth is watering and he nearly moans in relief when Youngbin commands him to suck.

Rowoon leaves the bed momentarily to remove the rest of his clothing and retrieve a bottle of lube. Clearly Youngbin is enjoying the way Taeyang is sucking him off, the grip he has on Taeyang's hair is hard and unrelenting. Taeyang takes it all, tears starting to form at the corner of his eyes when Youngbin hits the back of his throat. Rowoon thinks he could get off just like this, stroking his cock while watching them, but that's not what Taeyang wants so he climbs back into bed instead. Taeyang moans around Youngbin's cock as Rowoon slides one finger inside of him. He'd been expecting it, the anticipation building when he heard the telltale sound of a cap being opened, and he pushes back against Rowoon's hand ever so slightly. What he's not expecting is for Rowoon to add a second finger so soon. The sudden sting makes him lose focus and he accidentally bares his teeth, making Youngbin yelp. Dread fills Taeyang as Youngbin tugs on his hair even harder, pulling him up while Rowoon pulls his fingers out of his ass. Even though his heart is thundering in his chest Taeyang whines at the loss and it makes Youngbin frown at him even more.

"What did I tell you about using your teeth?" Youngbin questions. He moves his hand from Taeyang's hair to his chin, forcing Taeyang to look right at him.

"That you don't like it," Taeyang answers, his voice barely audible.

"Then why did you do it?"

"I -," Taeyang stutters, "I didn't mean to. Rowoon just -"

"Are you blaming Rowoon for your mistake?" Youngbin interrupts, smirking because even though all the color has drained from Taeyang's face his cock is still hard.

"No! It was all my fault. My mistake."

"You know what good boys do?" Youngbin asks and Taeyang swallows hard because he knows what the answer it.

"They pay for their mistakes."

"Yes," Taeyang hangs his head. He goes back to his previous position on all fours to wait for whatever comes next.

Rowoon is rubbing his hands up and down the back of Taeyang's thighs when he asks."How many?"

"I think six. What do you think, kitten? Think you can handle six?" Youngbin asks. Taeyang's face is so close to his erection that he can feel Taeyang's breath on his cock.

"I can handle it," Taeyang replies.

"I deserve it."

There's a moment where everything is still and quiet, Taeyang's entire body tense in anticipation. Rowoon lands the first strike to Taeyang's right butt cheek, the air cracking at the sound. He watches the red bloom over Taeyang's skin and longs to kiss it, but has to wait until Taeyang's punishment is over to do so.

"Count," Youngbin reminds, taking his cock into one hand and tapping it lightly against Taeyang's cheek.

"One." Taeyang's voice is more breath than sound.

The second strike lands on his left butt cheek and Taeyang groans, loving the way his skin tingles and is beginning to feel hot. He wants more.

"Two."

The next two hits come in quick succession to the backs of his thighs and Taeyang moans loud and unabashed.

"Three, four."

"You like it, baby?" Rowoon asks, rubbing his hands over the tender flesh.

"You like it when I spank your ass like that?"

"Yes, yes," Taeyang pants, Youngbin's cock resting against the side of his face while his own hangs heavy between his legs.

The fifth strike is harder than the previous ones, more pain than pleasure, and Taeyang cries out."Five" his vision is starting to be blurred by tears, but he does nothing to stop them, let them fall on Youngbin's thighs in tiny puddles. The last smack knocks the breath out of him, but Taeyang still manages to rasp out, "six," before Youngbin is pulling him up to rest against his chest.

"Good baby," Youngbin praises over and over, kissing Taeyang's tear stained cheeks.

"Shush now. We're gonna make you feel good."

It takes a few minutes, but soon enough Taeyang is calm enough to continue.

"Kneel for me, kitten," Youngbin commands.

"Hands on the headboard. I wanna see what Rowoon did to your ass." Youngbin had wondered what special occasion made Rowoon buy this, a king size mattress with a sturdy frame and headboard. Now, he knows.

"Your ass is so red," Youngbin comments and Taeyang is sure that his face has flushed to match it. The bed shifts as the two men move behind him, but Taeyang keeps looking forward, groaning when he feels two sets of hands and lips kissing and caressing his sensitive skin. Rowoon continues with his earlier task of prepping him, barely stretching Taeyang to three fingers so that he'll be nice and tight for Youngbin. Taeyang can hear them kissing and he imagines Rowoon spreading lube on Youngbin's cock for him. He hisses when the tip of Youngbin's cock touches his hole. He's disappointed that Youngbin opted to wear a condom, but it only makes sense since Rowoon is gonna fuck him right after. Youngbin doesn't waste any time setting a rhythm, also desperate for his own release. He fucks up into Taeyang, hitting his prostate on every other thrust and Taeyang loses himself to it immediately, pushing down to meet Youngbin's hips. It's good. It's so fucking good that it's only a few minutes before Taeyang is begging Youngbin to stop.

"I can't, I can't," Taeyang whines, body thrashing slightly to keep himself from coming. Rowoon comes to his rescue then, gripping the base of his cock hard, effectively killing his impending orgasm. Taeyang begins to cry in earnest, his physical need for release clashing with his desire to be a good boy like he promised. Youngbin sits back on his haunches, pulling Taeyang with him so they're stuck together, chest against back. The change in position causes Youngbin's cock to shift inside of him and Taeyang whimpers pathetically. He makes no attempts to hide his tears, body going limp in Youngbin's embrace as Rowoon keeps a firm hold of his cock.

"Oh, kitten," Youngbin croons.

"You want to come so badly don't you?"

"Please," Taeyang begs even though it's no use. He'd wanted this after all.

"Not yet, baby. Not yet," Rowoon says. He lets go of Taeyang's cock to cup his tiny face in both his hands, using his thumbs to wipe away freshly fallen tears.

"Beautiful," Rowoon praises and it makes Taeyang whimper even more.

"You're so pretty when you cry. My pretty baby." Youngbin rubs the tops of Taeyang's thighs until he calms down, pushing him forward when he does so that Taeyang is supporting his own weight on his elbows, Their bodies somehow staying connected the entire time.

"Fuck, you're so tight," Youngbin whispers onto the skin of Taeyang's neck as he starts to snap his hips.

"You squeeze my dick so good. Gonna come so hard in your tight little ass. Fuck."Taeyang can barely form coherent thoughts, much less words, so he merely moans in response, letting Youngbin use his body for pleasure, relishing the feeling of being wanted. He can almost feel the bruises blooming under Youngbin's hands, the grip on his waist tightening even more as Youngbin's nears his release. It's only a few short minutes, but to Taeyang it feels like forever before Youngbin is coming. He can feel the warmth of the come through the condom and it makes him whine. Taeyang always loved barebacking and he was desperate for it, hoping Rowoon would know and he wouldn't have to ask. After Youngbin pulls out Taeyang loses all strength in his arms, collapsing on the bed, moaning at the slight friction of having his cock pressed against the mattress. The moment is short lived because Rowoon is flipping him over so they can kiss. Rowoon's lips are less full than Youngbin's and Taeyang loves how he can tell the difference just from kissing, even when he's as far gone as he is now. He spreads his legs so that Rowoon can settle in between them, their cocks sliding against each other easily.

"So wet for me, baby," Rowoon praises. He kisses down Taeyang's neck, leaving his own marks alongside Youngbin's. He can smell traces of Youngbin's cologne on Taeyang's skin and it drives him crazy.

"I wanna come inside of you," Rowoon says, sitting up and brushing Taeyang's hair off his forehead.

"You like that right, baby? Wanna fill you up."

Taeyang shivers.

"Please, please, please," he practically slurs, spreading his legs even further apart to show how much he wants it.

"I love when you're desperate like this," Rowoon says as he spreads lube on his cock.

"Tell me how bad you want it."

"Hyung, please," Taeyang whines, kicking at the sheets in vain.

"Tell me or I won't fuck you." The threat alone is enough to clear Taeyang's head just enough so that he can speak properly.

"I need your cock inside me so bad," Taeyang pants, eyes falling shut as Rowoon teasingly rubs the head of his dick against Taeyang's hole.

"Please, fuck me. Stretch me open with your cock. I don't care if it hurts. I wanna feel you come inside me."

When Rowoon finally pushes inside of him it feels like all the air has been punched out of Taeyang's body. He gasps, thrashes, but Rowoon doesn't pay him any mind, just pushes on Taeyang's shins until his thighs are resting on his chest. Taeyang hooks his arms around his knees to hold his legs in place, doesn't know how or where he finds the strength to do it, as Rowoon fucks him with long strokes.

"You guys are so hot," Youngbin interjects. He'd cleaned up a little and was now back in bed."I could get hard again just from watching you guys fuck."

Taeyang is crying again, it always happened when he was denied his orgasm like this, and just the sight of tears running down his cheeks is almost enough to push Rowoon over the edge. He'd never been able to explain, why Taeyang crying turned him on so much, either way Rowoon thought he looked so fucking beautiful in those moments.

"Fuck our baby good." Youngbin's voice comes from somewhere behind Rowoon. He picks up the pace, Taeyang practically folded in half, their foreheads touching.

"Fill him up. He deserves it."

Taeyang sobs openly, brokenly when Rowoon cums. It feels so good, so amazing and wet and warm, but it's still not enough. He's so hard it hurts and so he cries, letting go of his legs and letting them fall against the mattress with a thump. Cum runs down his thighs as Rowoon pulls out and he loves it, the feeling of being dirty and used, but still safe in the care of his now two lovers. Youngbin is by his side in an instant, stroking his face and whispering words of praise over and over.

"Almost there, kitten. You're being so good, so perfect."

"Please," Taeyang begs and finally, the time for teasing is over.

Youngbin shoves three fingers inside of Taeyang, Rowoon's cum more than enough to make it easy.

"How can you still be so tight?" Youngbin wonders out loud, adding his pinky, making Taeyang scream. Rowoon is on his other side. He finally takes hold of Taeyang's cock, jerking him fast and sloppy just how he likes it. Taeyang feels like he's floating, his body is worn out, but also tense with the need for a physical release. The sensations are overwhelming, Youngbin fucking him with his fingers as Rowoon's hands pump his cock and thumb his nipples.

"You should see yourself," Rowoon says, loosening his grip on Taeyang's cock just enough to keep him right on the edge. Youngbin doesn't let up at all, alternating between deep thrusts and curling his fingers upwards to hit Taeyang's prostate.

"My cum is leaking out of your ass and all over Youngbin's fingers. It makes me want to fuck you again. You're so beautiful, baby. Fucking perfect."

"Please, please," Taeyang begs again. He doesn't think he can say much more than that. Rowoon's grip tightens again and Taeyang has to squeeze his eyes shut. It's all too much, the way Rowoon thumbs the slit of his cock while Youngbin presses his fingers against his prostate over and over. His voice is hoarse from all the sounds of desperation and the sheets are soaked in his sweat. His body is more than ready.

All he needs is permission.

"Show us," Rowoon says against Taeyang's temple.

"Show us how good we fuck you. Cum, baby. We want you to cum right now.

"

Taeyang's body snaps, he feels weightless for a millisecond before the pleasure is coursing through his veins as he cums and cums and cums.

He's never alone after that, one of his lovers always by his side while the other takes care of more practical matters. Youngbin holds him against his chest while Rowoon gets a warm washcloth to wipe him down, Rowoon gives him small sips of water while Youngbin runs the bath. Taeyang loves aftercare just as much as everything he has to endure to get to this point. He's always considered himself lucky to first find Rowoon, and now Youngbin, who were so considerate and kind. The tub in the master bathroom is huge, like it was meant to be in order to fit Youngbin's legs and one other person. Taeyang sighs as he settles into the warm water. He leans against Youngbin's chest, feeling warm and protected in his hyung's embrace. Rowoon showers quickly while they soak, kissing them both quickly before leaving to get them some food from downstairs. It isn't long before they can hear Rowoon puttering around the kitchen. It makes Taeyang smile.

"He's making pancakes," Taeyang comments. He shifts a little and Youngbin tightens the hold on his waist.

"How do you know?" Youngbin rests his chin on Taeyang's forehead, wiggling it around in a way that makes Taeyang giggle.

"Because they're my favorite. I always get my favorite on nights like these." There's a smug tone to Taeyang's reply and it makes Youngbin snort.

"Yeah, yeah. Rowoon made me stop by the grocery store on the way home to pick up some chocolate chips for your pancakes. How old are you again?"

"Old enough to know that if I spend too long in this bath that I'll fall asleep and won't get to eat my Woonie's cooking."

"Ten more minutes," Youngbin compromises.

"It's good for your skin."

Truthfully Taeyang's ass wasn't hurting very much, but at this point he knew better than to argue. He does doze off, the smell of the lavender bubble bath lulling him to sleep. Youngbin wakes him, helps him out of the tub, dries him with a soft towel with such a gentle touch that it makes Taeyang's chest tighten.

The three of them eat chocolate chip pancakes in bed. Taeyang sits propped against a mound of pillows while Rowoon and Taeyang take turns feeding him. Rowoon tsks when Youngbin gets melted chocolate on a freshly changes pillowcase and all Youngbin does is shrug, trying to wipe the chocolate away with his crisp white bathrobe which makes Rowoon sigh in exasperation. As punishment Youngbin is assigned to dish duty.

"Roll over, Taeyang," Rowoon instructs.

"We have to put some lotion on your ass."Taeyang huffs, rolls his eyes a little, but still follows.

"It doesn't even hurt that bad."

"Uh huh." Rowoon generously spreads the lotion on Taeyang's ass cheeks and on the back of his thighs.

"You're a big strong boy. You feel no pain." Taeyang can't help but laugh at that.

"Stop that," Rowoon continues.

"It makes your ass jiggle too much and no one in this house has it in them for another round." In response Taeyang wiggles his ass cutely and Rowoon lets out another sigh.

"You and Youngbin hyung are hopeless. I don't know why I bother."

Unsurprisingly, Taeyang likes to sleep in between his two lovers. Youngbin spoons him from behind while Rowoon faces him, rubbing his bare legs.

"Was it too much?" Rowoon finally asks. They always did this before falling asleep; checking in to make sure everyone was okay with what happened.

"No," Taeyang shakes his head, yawns, and Rowoon chuckles.

"I would tell you if it was. I know my safe word and how to use it."

"Okay," Youngbin replies, kissing the top of Taeyang's head.

"We believe you." The room is quiet after that.

Taeyang falls asleep quickly, Rowoon and Youngbin's interlaced fingers resting on his hip.