TEACH ME

「smut」

top!jeno
switch!jaemin
bottom!renjun

[in which a new bl actor is soon to encounter his first sex scene, and his extremely famous fellow co-actors decide to teach him how it's done]

filming had started almost four months ago, and it had to have been the most difficult series for huang renjun to participate in. the whole idea of it was a questionable relationship between a therapist and his two mentally unstable patients. it was much awaited as the whole dynamic to the trio would be a bit different, with flashbacks and mysteries. unfortunately, the raven-haired adult had only acted in two movies and one mini-drama before, his face and easy-to-get-along-with personality made him too attractive to pass up for directors. his success was instant, which really surprised him.

now, in the bl genre, there were two actors who stood on top of them all. two eye-catching, sexually appealing and lovely boys that were basically picked for any role in any type of series or movie. they came as a duo, usually, known for meeting each other in one famous film three years ago and sticking close since. it was no matter to the directors and producers who lived for the chemistry and artwork they could produce together. jeno and jaemin were legends.

this much anticipated seven-episode series was the talk of the bl community, and renjun was elated that they would choose him for such a role. yet his nerves ate away more of his securities everyday, and suddenly he could barely face his acting partners without stuttering or screwing the script up.

"alright, go again. lights, people!" the short enough man by the rest of the crew called above the low chatter. "huang, a bit more confidence, please! you were fine six weeks ago!"

renjun breathed in and out heavily, blinking twice harshly to compose himself and straightening his position where he sat upon his desk. the perfectly crafted office around him was realistic, with fake files neatly stacked along the shelves and the patterned, geometric carpet underfoot immaculate.

jaemin leaned in beside jeno where they sat opposite the 'therapist' and whispered something to him, earning a slight smirk from his lover. the oldest officially felt awful, like he was letting everyone down.

"action!"

renjun laced his fingers together and folded one leg over the other, "have you still been having those nightmares? the ones that make you scream at night?"

jaemin's character pouted, nodding softly before flicking his long, black fringe away, "of course. but lately they've been changing. suddenly i'm not the only one there."

"really?" he started to write across a fake form, "is it someone familiar?"

"he says it's you," jeno's character uttered with a dark grin that had to have taken a lot of practice to perfect. he was so good at this. "i've been thinking about you too, y'know."

scenes like these weren't the hard part. it really came down to the intimate ones where confidence and experience were helpful assets. assets renjun didn't yet have. certain skills he would have to learn.

a few more weeks passed, and the series was coming closer to the climax. the staff were running about like headless chickens, preparing the stages, the outfits, the potential makeup designs. it was all so very atmospheric, yet the two actors with the most exposure to these settings were completely at ease. they were taking it all in their stride while their fellow main-cast member was almost in tears with how the lines wouldn't stick in his head. the stress was immense, and the learning part wasn't working.

"hey, jun," jeno hummed as he pushed into the new star's changing room. since all three were boys, none of them really minded intrusions. he was with jaemin, as always, and both were awfully....calm.

"oh, hey," the oldest responded shortly before facing the mirror again and trying to revise the script for the next scene.

the sound of the door clicking shut wasn't one of particular concern, though it probably should've been for what the pair had in mind. "you know," jaemin murmured lowly before trailing over and pulling the script away from the young adult, "everyone's off for lunch right now. aren't you coming with us?"

renjun sighed, weakly attempting to reach for his pages again, though being denied them when the younger pulled them out of his reach, tossing them to jeno who held them behind his back. "i can't go out today. i haven't memorised them yet."

"but it's not healthy to be forcing lines in like this. if they aren't sticking now, then they won't. relax."

"how can i relax, right now? this is the most important part, and i'm going to fuck everything up!"

jeno hushed him from his place by the door, twisting the lock before placing the script on a low desk and walking over. "acting should be fun, okay? half of what jaemin and i say out there isn't actually written down, haven't you noticed? those words are a guideline, okay? they give you a sense of what the scene is about before acting it out. but improvisation creates a better flow, a better feeling. after lunch, while we're out there, act with us, rather than recite your lines to us, okay? it's easier that way, and we've come this far."

"but-"

"stress isn't necessary. especially not for what we do. people watch this genre because they love it, and they're up for pretty much anything. we're here to entertain, not change the world. so," he pulled renjun's hands from by his sides into his own, "breathe."

jaemin cooed from beside his wise and beautiful boyfriend, kissing his cheek affectionately and arousing a little jealousy in their coworker. when surrounded by nothing but romance all day everyday, and pretending to be with such magnificent men....it was sort of soul-destroying to be left out.

"did you hear what the director said just there during my solo scene?" jaemin chirped excitedly while tugging at the oldest's white sleeve.

"no, I wasn't out there. what was it?"

"the sex scene is tomorrow. apparently they want to film it before the ending so that they can do all the edits and whatnot. i'm excited."

"of course you are," jeno let go of renjun's hands and kicked the other's ankle. "so perverse."

"am not. we've just never tried it with a third person before. and besides," he poked the ravenette's cheek cutely, "jun's really pretty."

renjun batted his hand away quickly before covering his flaming cheeks. "wow, okay..."

"it's true. aren't you looking forward to it too? they're the easiest scenes to shoot in my opinion, 'cause it's just acting like we normally would. there's no façade to sex."

"we don't actually do it, though," jeno quickly untangled any knots of confusion for the new actor. "but he's right, it's easy to pretend. you're the bottom as well, so leave it to us."

how can they be so open and laid back? am I just too shy? renjun wondered, yet jaemin knew how he felt. he was jeno's bottom after all.

"don't worry. the longer you stick around this industry, the easier it gets. the insecurity you feel right now will fade, and suddenly you'll have loads of friends just like you, just like us, and you'll remember where you started."

".....really?"

"really really. so, we came here by request of the director to see if you were ready for tomorrow. you've done it with a boy before, right? no need for tips or advice?"

jeno scoffed, "he manages to make it sound like an adult video. it's not. we're only pretending, do remember."

renjun swallowed harshly, recalling his horrible first and last encounter with his ex back when he was seventeen. neither had experience, and neither knew who was really more dominant or submissive. it didn't work well, and ever since then the male sort of avoided intercourse. "i've had....some form of experience, yes."

"great," the second oldest gave him a thumbs-up, "so we're all set?"

i'll panic tomorrow. i know i will. "mhm, a-all good."

"i detect uncertainty..."

jaemin suddenly stepped in and gripped the oldest's waist, eliciting a shocked gasp from him, followed by a whimper when his fingertips dug into the fabric of his jeans. "let me phrase a question for you that might benefit us all for tomorrow. do you want to try it now, so that there's no tension on the camera when we actually fake it?"

jeno pursed his lips to suppress a giggle, finding his partner to be rather amusing at times. his lack of a filter and straightforward manner was endearing, to say the least.

"what? n-now? we fake it now?"

"no. faking is for actors. reality is for us. do you want to try having sex with us, so that you don't break down like i'm sure you will tomorrow?"

for real? he's being serious?! "that's....what if it hurts?"

"that's your reservation? you're being offered something pretty awesome and intimate, and you're worried it'll hurt?" jaemin couldn't help but release a gorgeous laugh that was more like music. "oh, renjun. you're so cute, i love it. it will probably hurt a bit, yeah, but we'll be careful. this is for the series, and for you."

"you'll be able to walk after, we promise," jeno cut in with soft urgency, "i know how a lot of actors make it seem, but sex doesn't always lead to back pain. we won't be that mean."

renjun's heart was literally crashing against his ribs as though it was a falsely accused convict rattling against its prison bars. could he have felt any more nervous than he did there? no. yet did he feel he had a little something to prove to the two legends of the industry who basically inspired him to act? yes. he wanted to climb another rung on the ladder of success to reach their height, and perhaps make them proud. "okay."

"really? you're okay with this?" jaemin reiterated, stepping away to wear a victorious and excited smile. "nice! you'll have to relax though."

renjun nodded briefly before taking the long white coat off his frame so not to ruin the costume crew's attire. he knew that their makeup would probably get ruined throughout this little lesson the boys would teach him, and he supposed the makeup artists would have questions....but in this moment, he didn't care.

"teach me," he breathed out, letting the coat drop to the table behind him from his shoulders. jeno smiled knowingly, stepping forward to trace his fingers lightly over the other's cheekbone before drawing them downwards towards his neck, gently tracing a line down the centre that had renjun tilting his head back readily.

his eyes fluttered closed as he inhaled and exhaled to calm his erratic heartbeat down. he was really about to do this. in his changing room.

the sensation of fingers unclipping the buttons of his shirt had him gripping the edge of the long counter behind him tighter, the mirror reflecting his tense shoulders that were becoming exposed as the item of clothing slid down them. jaemin pulled the rest of it along his arms to stop at his elbows, leaving it partially on as renjun looked breathtaking this way.

jeno quickly pulled him closer by the back of his neck, connecting their lips with immediate passion. he would change positions repeatedly, nipping and sucking at the other's lower lip before shoving his tongue inside his mouth to initiate a battle of dominance, a battle he had never lost to anyone.

renjun's voice was beautiful. completely and utterly captivating as he whined against his mouth and practiced his weak kissing skills with someone who was close to god-tier. their tongues were suddenly like muscles used for pleasure, seemingly designed that way with how perfectly they worked.

jaemin could be heard giggling against his chest, starting to drag his own tongue along his soft skin, only stopping for little kisses to his sensitive areas. it was a blissful sensation they all felt while trying something new. jaemin and jeno were loyal to one another, but that just meant they could trust that these things would work.

"mhm," the oldest hummed with a slight pitch when the youngest started kissing lower and lower, dropping to his knees to suck marks against his v-line. jeno stood over the switch, caging him between them.

renjun was running out of breath as the brunette continued to attack his lips, shifting away to place short pecks across his jaw, then moving to his neck where he was much more unforgiving with his mouth. the oldest's knuckles were turning white with how hard he was gripping the edge of the supporting surface, hips unable to stay still in jaemin's tight hold.

the silver button in front of the the youngest was immediately dealt with, pried open and followed by the zip sliding down with the help of his teeth. jaemin felt his body heat up at the sight of how hard his shy coworker had become, squeezing the male's thighs with a chuckle and earning a whimper.

"we have about forty minutes, so don't feel pressured, and don't stress about anyone finding us, okay?" jeno whispered lowly against the young adult's ear before standing back and pulling jaemin up to drag both towards the three-seater couch each changing room had. this one was fabric, for good or for worse, and chestnut brown. the possibility that they'd ruin it was high, but this was for the good of tomorrow's shooting, so anyone else could just suck it up.

renjun sat down on it, looking up at the attractive actors and feeling himself tingle under their intense gazes. "h-how do you-"

"shhh, don't worry. we'll take care of you, so all you have to do is close your eyes and focus on the feeling," jaemin promised, sitting down next to him and leaning in to crash their mouths together. the ravenette's breath hitched suddenly, surprised by the taste of strawberries from the boy's tongue. he felt amazing, like a dream. his mind slowly faded in and out of focus as he thought of the characters they each played, the feelings they portrayed through those flawed yet exciting people, and the fun they had.

the sofa dipped behind him, signalling that jeno had sat down, though his eyes were closed and nothing else mattered but the euphoria the youngest could give him with just a kiss. suddenly, jaemin was shuffling them into a position where renjun was resting against jeno's firm chest, heartbeat playing a rhythm against his back. his legs were on either side of the youngest, hands flying up to wrap around his neck and deepen their embrace.

the taller raven-haired boy drew the older's jeans down, pulling them off entirely and listening as they thud against the linoleum floor. He felt so exposed, so vulnerable in front of them now as they raked their gazes over his perfect body.

jaemin dipped down once again to press butterfly kisses along his bare torso. his own member was stiff in his pants, which he sat up to remove. jeno playfully wolf-whistled at the sight, blowing a cheeky kiss that the younger returned with wink. meanwhile, renjun was staring down at the male's length and sort of panicking internally. he wouldn't back down though. he had agreed to this and by god he'd see it through.

"suck," jaemin commanded gently, pressing his middle and index finger to the other's lips and giggling at the sensation of them parting to allow them in. his wet cavern was so hot, breath fanning across the digits as his tongue lapped saliva over them. "you're so pretty."

"ngh."

the raventte then removed them and brought them down to circle the smaller's entrance. "ready, baby? it's gonna' sting, so hold jeno's hand, okay?"

the second oldest proceeded to take renjun's hand and interlace their fingers, pressing a soft kiss to his knuckles when a pained groan resounded through the room. it did hurt. it burned from both heat and stretch.

"ah, n-no. i-i can't do this—" he whined, yet his hips shot up with his arched back, pressing himself further down against the slender finger. "j-jaemin, it hurts!"

jeno didn't even flinch as his hand was practically crushed by the death-grip encompassing it, holding on with equal strength so that the oldest could relieve some of his built up stress.

"easy goes it," jaemin murmured with focus while sliding it in and out and not exactly ignoring the whimpers, but choosing to pick his moments for progress carefully. when renjun calmed down from his hyperventilating state, the taller took that as his opportunity to slide another finger inside. again, the inexperienced male wailed at the sensation and cuddled closer to jeno for comfort who played with his dark hair and kissed his forehead.

"seriously, i-i don't think i can take you," the shortest whispered hoarsely as crystal-like tears formed at the corners of his closed eyes. this was all way different to what he remembered from about three or four years ago.

"you can, jun. it takes time to get used to, i won't lie. but it's worth it, okay?" jaemin explained as he scissored and stretched the young man. "there's a place inside you that all us boys have. you know it, right? you've been acting for long enough to hear all the stories and learn the way it all works."

"m-mhm, the p-prostate?"

"exactly. you've done this before, though, haven't you?"

when renjun could barely state an answer, jeno and jaemin shared a bit of worried look. the older of the two pursed his lips before rephrasing the question a bit. "love, you have done this before, right?"

"i have...but not like this. and only once about four years ago..."

"renjun," jaemin whined, "you should've told me. i'm here revising sexual techniques to remind you of how to act, when really i should've been teaching you."

"it's fine. i don't want you to treat me like a child even in this situation..." his voice betrayed him with how weak it came out. "you're always teaching me how to do everything. at least let me learn from real experience rather than words."

jeno squished his upper-torso between his arms and nuzzled against his hair. "damn it, you're so cute. c'mon nana, it'll be fine. he's an adult, and he can figure this out however he likes it. now," he nipped the rim of renjun's ear teasingly, "start."

the chinese boy leaned back against his hold, throwing his head up to have his lips caught in yet another hungry battle as the younger kissed him upside down. jaemin watched their make-out with somewhat fondness before licking along his own hand sloppily and coating it in saliva. he didn't want to hurt the stunning actor, and whatever they did here right now couldn't affect their job for the rest of the day, so he lathered the fluid across his member. once the boy was sure it was wet enough, he carefully edged towards renjun's entrance, spreading his trembling legs further apart, and pressing the tip against him.

"hold your breath," he warned, giggling when the occupied male could barely respond while trapped in one of jeno's sinful mouth games. he himself was a total sucker when it came to his own boyfriend's kisses.

his length slid inside only a little, his expression turning to a wince when the older moaned into the other's mouth and tried to pull his legs together, failing when they latched around jaemin's waist.

"mhm, ngh," he screamed, hands clawing at jeno's shoulders as his pelvis thrashed. the youngest knew better than to feel too concerned just yet, recalling his first time and smiling faintly since the memory involved jeno, and his ideal size.

jaemin pushed in further, feeling the sheer tightness and unable to withhold his own voice. "ah, oh my god, jun...."

the said adult pulled away from jeno and hissed all sorts of profanities, tears free-falling for a number of reasons, not just pain. his legs were shaking as they extended and retracted around the smaller. his toes curled around nothing while jaemin shoved himself the rest of the way in.

"ow, ow, ow!" renjun wailed, chest pushed upwards and button up shirt sliding around his arms. "p-please, ah!"

the second oldest sent a look to his boyfriend, a sort of tilted head expression that meant 'c'mon, be nice'. however, the ravenette only winked childishly and pulled out about halfway from the older, just to push back in with a snap of his hips.

"jaemin!" he shrieked, "slow down at least!" the shortest panted heavily while properly adjusting to the size. it reached deep, pressing places the young man wasn't even aware existed. after a short while, that sore, achy sensation of worked muscle and stretching started to fade, numbing into a sort of tingly one. "i.....i think it's okay now..."

jaemin nodded gently before repeating the thrusting motion, pleasantly surprised to hear renjun moan, not complain. he tried again and again, moving in and out at a steady, tolerable rhythm and getting all sorts of pretty sounds from their coworker. his face was too sexy. morphing from anxious, to blissful, to fucked out.

time to pick up the pace, the youngest actor thought excitedly before changing their positions so that the other's leg was rested over his shoulder. his pelvis could sway like a sinful goddess' during a lustful dance, making it clear that he was capable of at least that much during sex. he was fast, but not quite as good at this as jeno was, for he was better suited in the art of seducing with his body, with his legs, than anything a top could charm a soul with. renjun couldn't stop the sounds falling from his lips as his body shuddered with each thrust. his own breath caught in his throat, only to choke up each noise with no break.

"j-jaem, pl-please!" he begged, eyes widening exponentially as a huge wave of pleasure ripped through his body, crashing down by his neglected member when the other's length hit straight against his sensitive collection of nerves. "ack! nana!"

jeno was gliding his fingers through the ravenette's silky, black hair, tugging at times while muttering soothing words of praise and assurance. the sweat would hold it back off his forehead, showing both how truly magnificent his secret expression was. possibly the only time he'd ever worn it before.

"god, he's so tight, jen," jaemin choked out between his own sharp breaths. "y-you should let me fuck you sometime. you might like it."

"dream on, love. though i'm starting to see how good you could be," he looked down at the screaming boy laying against him. "he's gorgeous."

"so pretty."

"very."

the oldest wasn't registering what was being said anymore, twisting around uncomfortably when the knot that had been tightening and tightening in the pit of his stomach started to spread intense heat. "mhm, m'gonna-"

"wait, shit. the sofa. jeno, could you?" jaemin urged, begging his lover with his eyes to undertake the task he was implying. as usual, the brunette rolled his eyes upon being asked to do something, though slid out from under the ravenette regardless and stood, dropping to his knees to stroke the dripping wet member and slid it into his mouth.

that was all it took. the sudden wave of warmth around him sent renjun crying out and releasing deep down the younger's throat.

they all elicited erratic breaths that had their chests heaving. jeno swallowed the entirety of what the new actor released, sliding his head down to rest against the edge of the couch. jaemin had collapsed, laying with his body limp while on his stomach, while renjun was still shaking, lips separated for air as though his body wasn't even sure what it was for anymore.

"you two...are...." jeno whispered weakly, "so fucking sexy."

"have you...done...it yet?" his boyfriend enquired, eyes dropping sleepily. "do i need to suck you?"

"i can deal with it myself," jeno responded while reaching his hand out to stroke his hair affectionately. "look at you. a big boy."

"i've always been a big boy, asshole."

"psh."

the oldest sat up and interrupted their mini-debate. he could barely see straight, let alone think with focus. but he knew that he owed jeno more than this for being his pillow of comfort through that whole ordeal. "i-i'll do it. you can use me."

"jun..."

"it's okay. i'm stretched now, so it'll be easier."

the younger didn't seem all too convinced that this was a good idea. he didn't want to force anything, or overstimulate the poor man on his first real experience. but at the same time....he was asking for it.

"okay," he murmured lightly while standing again, opening his jeans and freeing his member before sitting down beside the older and pulling him onto his lap. "i'm almost there anyway, baby. just a little longer."

renjun nodded meekly before sitting up and making sure his knees were settled on either side of his thighs before sitting down onto his dick. it slid in with much ease, the resistance of his once skeptical entrance now gone with one go.

"ugh," jeno groaned whilst hiding his face against the other's neck. "you're so warm."

the older had no real words to answer as he started moving his hips, taking it nice and slow so not to exert himself, and to ease jeno over the edge. they clung to each other tightly, the younger pecking at his exposed skin while renjun clawed at his back and pressed their foreheads together.

"mmm, jeno...." he whined, "so..."

the brunette jerked his waist up, hitting that very place jaemin had abused and pleasing his partner well. they only lasted a short time before jeno released deep into his tightening walls and renjun sobbed from how amazing he felt. for the first time, it was like he could relate to his job.

the younger did the same as before and laid the man down to take the strings of white fluid into his mouth and hide the evidence. he didn't mind it at all, really.

the trio all fell to lay against one another in a strange, atmospheric group hug. they had never felt closer before, and hopefully this marked the beginning of a better friendship in future.

the filming in about ten minutes could become a more pressing issue later.

word count: [4480]

this is another one i adapted from an old oneshot but I liked it when i wrote it and thought norenmin would suit it. hope it was okay~