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Chan has never once regretted leaving the King’s Guard. When he injured his wrist in battle, his kind commander gave him a choice; train new recruits or an early retirement. Chan chose the latter. He had always dreamed of a quiet life, far away from the bustle of the inner kingdom. Far away from the life of violence and combat that he was born into. While his injury stopped him from wielding a broadsword, it has done nothing to hinder his ability to tend to his fields and nurture his livestock.
He cherishes the peace he has obtained so early in his life. He was sure he would die in combat, sacrificing his life for a King he did not like or trust. But, he is almost thankful for his injury, it has made him happier than he has ever been. Sure he’s been getting quite lonely over the past couple years, only seeing other citizens when he makes his weekly trek into the markets.
Today has been a particularly lonely day, filled with his least favourite tasks. His last responsibility for the evening is to take a walk into the woods to collect his favourite fragrant flowers to add to the preserves he sells at the markets along with his other products. Chan doesn’t mind this task at all. The air is crisp, the season is on the cusp of winter. The stars blink down at him as he weaves his way through the trees.
Chan fills up his satchel with the delicate purple flora, the sweet scent clinging to his gloves. He straightens up to stretch when he hears a distant rustle and a pained groan. It startles him thoroughly. There’s no way anyone should be this far from the city centre, in the woods, in the dark. Chan unsheathes his hunting knife and creeps towards the direction of the sound. His eyes are adjusted to the dusk, so he is able to make out the scene in front of him as he approaches.
Chan lets out an almost silent gasp at the sight. The moonlight shines down on two insanely beautiful men. He would have thought his lonely mind had conjured them up, a teasing hallucination. But he would never fantasise about the poor state the two pale blonde boys are in.
They are both leant up against a large tree, trying to keep eachother warm. They are naked but for their underclothes. Their feet are bare, bloody wounds on the soles indicating they walked at least most of the way there. He gets closer, the strangers barely stirring in his presence, most likely exhaustion rendering them unconscious.
When he gets closer, he notices two more details that break his heart further. First, the men are joined together by chains around their wrists. And second, the both have the King’s sigil tattooed above their left hips; a sign of ownership. From the soft features of the blondes, he realises they would have been chosen as royal concubines. Enslaved to please the King’s every desire. A shudder of horror runs through Chan at the barbarity of it.
He tries to rouse them but gets nothing more than a tired grumble. The shorter one stays completely still and silent, Chan would think he’s dead if not for his steady heart beat and the fleeting warmth of his body. Chan finds the metal picks he keeps in his satchel that he uses to let out prisoners from the stocks when he passes them in the town square.
He wiggles his picks into the chain lock, after a few moments it clicks open. Chan manages to rouse the taller boy after covering him in his fur overcoat. The tall blonde flutters his eyes open and Chan breathes deeply. His eyes are tired but so very beautiful, despite the pain he must be in.
“I’m so sorry but you must try and walk.” Chan says. “I cannot carry you both and your companion seems to be out cold.”
The tall blonde seems to panic for a moment before Chan hushes him.
“Not to worry. My cabin isn’t too far away. I will get you both warm and fed, he should come good.” Chan reassures.
The taller blonde nods, getting to his feet shakily with Chan’s help. Chan scoops up the smaller boy into his arms.
“You can lean on me.” Chan says, and the other does so.
The way to the cabin takes twice as long as usual. Chan adjusting his pace for the injured man walking alongside him. When they enter the cabin, Chan sits them both on his couch and swaddles them in any blankets and furs that he can find. He starts the fire in the hearth, putting on some water to boil.
He pads around his cabin awkwardly, collecting supplies. As he does so, the smaller one awakes. The two men talk quietly amongst each other while Chan smears some day-old bread in some preserves.
Chan sits across from them as they eat and drink slowly. He sits cross legged on the rug on the floor, trying to seem as non intimidating as possible. He waits patiently as they finish.
“Hello. I’m not sure what to say but… I’m Chan and this is my cabin. I can tell you’re in trouble but please don’t fret. No one comes this way. You’ll be safe here as long as you stay.”
“W-why would you let us stay?” The smaller one asks.
“I hope you don’t mind me saying but I saw your tattoos and well, I’m not particularly a fan of our current King or his actions.”
“So you know what it means if we’re found here… what they’ll do to you?” The taller one asks.
“Yes.” Chan says. “I’m quite aware.”
The shorter one smiles tentatively. “Thanks for your kindness, Sir. I’m Felix and this is Hyunjin.” He says.
“Hello to you both. And please just call me Chan.”
He lets them bathe in the water he boiled, leaving some of his clothes outside the bathroom door. Hyunjin fits them better because of his height, Felix being drowned slightly in the fabric. They both look decidedly cute in his garments but Chan hurriedly pushes that thought to the back of his mind. He sets about cleaning their wounds while they sit side by side on the couch.
They tell him about their lives, feeling a natural sense of safety with Chan, although he’s a stranger. They were chosen as young boys for their beauty. They spent their adolescence studying the art of pleasure. They both stress that they are still virgins, never being touched by another, but educated thoroughly on how to please a man, please the king once they got old enough. In the lead up to their gifting to the King, Felix had tried to escape. In order to deter him, he was roomed with Hyunjin and chained to him. Hyunjin was the golden pupil, pliant and well behaved. Little did their guards know, Hyunjin was just as desperate to escape.
They hatched their plans in the whispers of morning light. They were never given clothes or shoes in order to deter them from absconding. But they were so desperate to avoid the touch of the vile King that when they saw their chance, they leapt at it, stealing away into the night. Instead of taking the easy route into the next town, they did what no one expected of them and walked the trail south, through the woods.
They spent a full day on the road, their soft feet being torn by the rocks and twigs beneath them. When night began to fall they grew weary, realising they had probably made a deadly mistake. Neither regretted it, however. Preferring to die than to have their lives owned by someone else.
They thank Chan at the end of their story, knowing they would have died eventually, without him. Chan insists that he did nothing special, just did what anyone should have in that situation. Chan now sits between them, a bit tired himself. His day extended from the dramatics of finding Felix and Hyunjin in the woods.
“Well still…” Felix says. “Since we owe you so much for taking us in. We thought maybe you would like to take our virginities yourself?”
Chan chokes, mouth opening but no sound coming out.
Hyunjin puts a soothing hand all too high up on Chan’s thigh. “We would never have let that vile man take our purity but… someone as kind and handsome as you? We’d be honoured” He said.
Chan stands abruptly. “That’s… very nice of you. But I couldn’t possibly accept that… You both have worth beyond your beauty. I’d be happy to shelter you and share my crops as long as you help out around the farm. There’s no need to… to give me that .”
The other two almost look disappointed but Chan knows he’s mistaken. They were just offering to try and keep themselves safe. But Chan would never take advantage of someone like that.
“While you’re healing, you can take over the house chores. And until I get new bedding, you can take my bedroom and I’ll sleep out here.” Chan says as he gestures to the couch.
Hyunjin and Felix try to argue with him but he reasons that there are two of them and one of him. Plus, they’ll need good rest if they are to recover properly. Once he sees them to bed, Chan bathes in cold water and curls up on the couch. He has a feeling things are going to change drastically on his humble little farm.
The next few days bring a new ease to Chan’s life. When he wakes up, he grabs an apple and heads outside, setting about his morning tasks. He feeds the animals, cleans out their water troughs, checks the chicken coop for eggs. When he enters the cabin for a tea break, he finds Hyunjin and Felix limping around the house, already starting on their chores.
“Good morning, Chan.” They both greet almost in unison, pulling a small laugh from all three of them.
When Chan sits at the dining table, Felix sets down a steaming mug of tea and a sandwich in front of him.
“It’s all I know how to make.” Felix says sheepishly. “But I’ve always wanted to cook. Maybe I could learn for you.”
“That’s very sweet of you. Both of you. I know I said you can help out already, but please take it slow. You both need to heal.”
Hyunjin pauses his sweeping and makes brief eye contact with Felix before addressing Chan. “Thank you for your concern. We’ll finish this up and rest some more.”
“I’d still like to cook dinner, though!” Felix whines. “If you can get me some ingredients, I found a dusty cookbook in the cupboard, it seems to be quite helpful.”
Chan was gifted it when he left the royal castle, from a cook he was fond of. But having only himself to cater for, he never really used it. He does know the food that is described in those pages is utterly divine.
“Sure, Felix. I can do that for you.” Chan answers.
He finishes up a few duties quickly before taking his horse into town. He stocks up on the things he doesn’t grow himself. Felix has planned a few night’s dinner for them, eager to practise his new skill. He also sells some preserves and eggs early, knowing he’ll need the money to feed three men now, instead of one. In saying that, Chan is hopeful that once his guests are healed, they’ll be able to increase the productivity of the farm, giving all three of them some security.
Speaking of which, he gets a brilliant idea to make sure he keeps Felix and Hyunjin as safe as possible. He drops by the local herbalist to pick up some supplies before taking his horse back down the road and through the winding path that leads to the cabin.
Felix jumps in excitement as he unpacks Chan’s bags. He pulls Chan into a hug, which catches him off guard but he eventually pulls him in to reciprocate. Hyunjin just watches on fondly as Felix goes back to unpacking, he looks questioningly at the last thing in his hands.
“Oh. That’s henna dye, from India. It makes your hair darker… I thought it might make you guys feel a bit safer… if you were harder to recognise.” Chan says.
Felix looks up at him, eyes sparkling. Chan barely notices Hyunjin stalking over to him before he’s almost knocked over from another hug, this one much fiercer.
“Thank you, Chan.” He mumbles into Chan’s shoulder. “Thank you for helping us have a second chance.”
Chan just pats his back. He feels Felix joins the hug. They stay like that for a moment, each one feeling a different brand of comfort in the embrace
Chan never quite realised how lonely he had been on the farm until every moment is filled with Felix and Hyunjin. It has been a couple of months, the three of them working themselves into a routine. Felix and Hyunjin are already becoming less recognisable by the day. Both of them are now brunettes and their once porcelain skin a deep tan from working the fields. Their once dainty hands are calloused and their bodies starting to form ropey chords of muscle. Chan finds himself staring often. Appreciative of their metamorphosis. He tries to shake it off, blaming it on being lonely so long. On not knowing the touch of another since he left the comfort of the King’s castle.
His desires weigh heavily on him. He took in the two men with only kindness in his heart. It has now been sullied with the constant impure thoughts he’s been having. Either Hyunjin or Felix of the both of them writhing underneath him, begging for him. It’s gotten bad. He gets skittish everytime one of them brushes by him, or he catches a glimpse of skin he doesn’t usually see.
It is one of those glimpses of skin that take his breath away, this time for a completely different reason. Hyunjin reaches for a new bale of hay and his shirt untucks, showing off what used to be the King’s sigil. Now there is nothing but a bumpy red scar, the skin mottled and disfigured.
“What happened?” Chan asks, touching the raised skin before realising what he has done, drawing his hand away slowly.
“Felix and I did it a couple of weeks ago.” Hyunjin says with a shrug. “We no longer belong to him. We didn’t want to keep his mark.”
Chan feels tears spring to his eyes, he touches the mark again, Hyunjin lets him. “Did it hurt?” He almost whispers.
“Yes, but it was worth it.” Hyunjin says as he presses his own hand against Chan’s where it rests on his hip.
They stand there for a beat, Hyunjin looking down at Chan, more than one feeling flitting across his face. Chan feels trapped in his gaze, in the fiery tingle of Hyunjin’s touch. Their spell is broken when a distant ‘ Chaaaaaaaan ’ comes from inside the green house. They part quickly, like they only just realised the position they were in. Chan mumbles an apology and heads over to help Felix.
Felix is kneeling on the ground, dirt contaminating every part of his body, even his face. Chan kneels down next to him, eyes flitting over Felix’s pinched expression before it turns into a shy smile as he addresses Chan.
“Chan! Are these tomatoes ready to be picked? They’re a bit small but-”
“They’ll be too ripe if we leave them longer. Good catch, Felix.” Chan says proudly. “Pick them and we’ll keep these ones for us, sell the others.”
“Oh!” Felix claps excitedly. “I can try that tomato soup recipe, then.”
Chan feels his skin warm, like the sunshine of Felix’s smile has manifested into physical rays of light. It dawns on him, not for the first time, that he’s never been happier than right now. Now that he has two beautiful, kind men in his life.
Felix fixes Chan with a quizzical look. He reaches an arm out to Chan’s face and for one stupid, foolish moment, he thinks he’s about to be kissed. But then Felix moves further, his small hand picking at Chan’s curls. He pulls his hand back and brandishes a stray piece of hay.
“There, you had this in your hair.” Felix says.
Chan gulps, trying to swallow down his disappointment. “Thanks, Felix. I’ll see you at dinner.”
When the sun goes down, all three men take turns bathing before their meal. Chan sits at the dining table, going through their finances as he waits for dinner. He looks up and beams at the other two men. Hyunjin sits across from him, hair still dripping from his bath, exhaustion creasing his brow. Felix busies himself with serving the food he prepared. Chan is so proud of them both and the hard work they put in every day. Once Felix is settled and the fresh baked bread and piping hot stew is served, Chan thinks to tease them for a moment.
“See? Isn’t this so much better? Putting in hard labour in return for lodgings and food, instead of offering up your virginity.”
Felix and Hyunjin giggle at each other, like they know something Chan doesn’t.
“What?” He asks, pausing with his spoon in midair.
“Well..” Hyunjin starts. “It’s just that… We aren’t able to offer our virginities any more.” He says.
“What do you- oh!” Chan realises too late.
They’ve had sex. And considering there is no one for miles around, they did it with each other. They giggle at Chan as he blushes into his stew. He’s sure it tastes good but he doesn’t quite notice past the feeling broiling deep in his stomach. It’s one part curiosity and two parts jealousy. He’s happy for them, sure. But it also feels like he lost his chance with two people he cares deeply for. Not that he had a serious chance in the first place.
“You seem to disapprove, Chan.” Felix muses.
“No! Of course not… I just didn’t realise the two of you were-” Chan clears his throat. “You have your own free will. You may choose what you wish to do with your evenings and your… bodies.” He gestures toward both of them awkwardly.
Felix and Hyunjin laugh again but now they too sport crimson across their cheeks. The rest of dinner is quiet. The three of them stealing glances at each other, Chan tense from this new development. Hyunjin and Felix tense for a reason completely lost on Chan.
That night, instead of dreaming of his hands on one of the other men, he dreams of Felix and Hyunjin entangled. They caress each other and moan sweetly. Even as he wakes up with sticky bed clothes, Chan feels a sad thorn of jealousy piercing his heart. He wants them so very much that he aches with it.
No more than a week later, Chan hears them for the first time. He had wondered how he hadn’t accidentally observed them earlier. He figured that they were being extremely careful when they entangle themselves in pleasure. Clearly they have gotten too caught up in their actions this evening. Or perhaps, now that their secret has been revealed, they no longer care to be quiet.
Chan tries ignoring the hypnotising sounds. The sweet moans he somehow recognises as Hyunjin’s. The muffled and deep but still so syrupy delicious sounds he can tell come from Felix. Chan rolls over, pressing his hips down firmly against his mattress, trying to alleviate the pressure without stimulating himself. His cock has filled out quickly, throbbing between his legs. But there is no way he can bring himself to seek pleasure as he listens to Felix and Hyunjin.
They trust him to keep them safe and look after them. They are his friends, nothing more. He wouldn’t be able to look at them without guilt, if he were to do what he craves so entirely in this moment. He takes a deep breath but it does nothing to dampen his desires. The noise coming from the living room picks up in both frequency and volume. Felix and Hyunjin seemingly approaching their climaxes. Further evident by Felix’s muffled ‘ please, please. I’m so close .’
Chan is worried that he’s about to give in. He rolls onto his back again, one hand sitting on his taut stomach then slithering down to the waistband of his pants. He fights himself every step of the way, not wanting to cross this line. Then with one final groan from hyunjin, the noises slow to a stop. Chan thanks whatever God he can, because now that it’s quiet, he can finally think clearly. He removes his hand from its place just under his waistband and tries to calm down.
He doesn’t get much sleep that night.
It is only a few nights later that it happens again. Chan wants to believe that he hadn’t already been on edge, straining to catch any creak or groan of the bed he had to set up in the loungeroom, no spare room in his tiny cottage. But that would be an outright lie. As soon as he hears the beginnings of Felix’s pleased whimpers, Chan is straining against his underwear.
This time, his resolve is decidedly weaker. He hasn’t been able to stop conjuring those noises since he first heard them. Now that the moans are back, echoing through the cabin, he is a humble slave to his desires. Chan moves his hand into his pants with intent. He grasps his half-hard cock and gasps at the sensation. Any noise he could possibly make, drowned out by the gasps and groans Felix makes. He can hear Hyunjin try to shush Felix and he bucks up into his hand when his name is uttered, ‘ shh Felix. Chan will hear us.”
If anything, Felix becomes louder after the warning. ‘ Just fuck me Hyunjin, please ’. Chan shudders at that. Can picture Felix pouting as he begs for Hyunjin. Can easily replace his name in his mind so Felix is now begging for Chan. He reaches into his bedside drawer, pulling out his rose and honey oil. He drips it onto his already slightly sticky palm before wrapping his hand around his cock once more, pumping himself desperately.
Chan is barely trying to make out what Hyunjin and Felix are doing right now. Instead he pictures his own fantasy, the moans coming from the other room are a nice soundtrack to the images that flood his mind. He pictures sweet yet stern Hyunjin, holding Chan down while sitting on his cock. He knows Hyunjin would feel so warm and tight around him, can almost feel it. Chan thinks he would have to fight for dominance with Hyunjin. It sounds lovely, taking control from the taller man. But right now, that’s not what Chan needs. He needs Hyunjin to hold him down and use him to selfishly chase his own pleasure. Chan knows that despite Hyunjin’s own strength, he could easily overpower him. He wouldn’t want to though. He wants Hyunjin to take everything he wants from him and Chan would give it all so willingly.
He pictures Hyunjin riding him, his hips moving with such fluidity, like when Chan has caught his dancing when he thought he was alone. He imagines that Felix would get needy, eventually begging Chan to make him feel good. Can picks up his strokes as he imagines Felix straddling his face, Chan using the rose honey oil to finger him open and explore his hole with his tongue. The sweet floral taste mixing with the natural taste of Felix’s skin. Chan starts desperately fucking his hand, imagining himself pleasing both the other men. He can still hear them moaning in real life. He wants them so badly.
In the back of his mind, he registers Felix and Hyunjin moaning in tandem. Caught up in the throws of passion, just a wall away. But Chan was too far into his fantasy to pay them much attention. The image of being completely covered by Felix and Hyunjin, too mesmerising to think of much else. The pressure in his stomach builds rapidly as he thinks about Hyunjin bouncing mercilessly on his cock and Felix desperately riding his face. It all becomes too much, far too quickly. The knot in his stomach snapping abruptly.
Chan shudders as he cums hard. He covers his torso in sticky pools of it. He wipes himself off shamefully before going to bed. Despite the guilt, it’s the best sleep he’s had in a long time.
It has been a quiet day on the farm. Not much noise beyond the japes that the three men pass back and forth. Felix had completely ruined the rhubarb pie that he had attempted the night before. Chan and Hyunjin are taking turns comparing the flavour to increasingly vile things, making Felix giggle until he can scarcely breathe. Chan puts a comforting arm around Felix, soothing him as he tries to gain his breath back. All three of them tense at the same time, fear rippling through the trio like the build before a tidal wave. They can hear a horse approaching. No one should be out this way, it can only mean trouble.
Felix and Hyunjin busy themselves as the man on horseback approaches the barn they’re repairing. Chan relaxes only slightly, he recognises the knight that has come to visit.
“Jisung! What are you doing out this way?” Chan fakes some joviality.
Jisung dismounts and pulls Chan into a quick hug. “The king is sending out one final search before giving up on his lost consorts.”
“Oh. I heard about that in town months ago. They still havent been found?” Chan asks.
“No. I’ve been saying for months that the two lithe little things would have been torn apart by wolves in the night, but the king has only now decided to give up.”
“They must have been something, then.”
Jisung just nods before noticing Felix and Hyunjin plodding away at their tasks, trying not to seem too tense. “You have some farmhands now?”
“Ah, yes. Those are my cousins from down south. Guys, come say hi.”
Felix and Hyunjin are reluctant but join Chan anyway. They’ve had this conversation before. It would be more suspicious to hide than to greet officials if they cross their path. They smile at Jisung as warmly as they can.
“Jisung, this is Sam and Yongbok.” Chan says.
“Good afternoon.” Jisung says with a gentlemanly bow.
“Good afternoon, Sir.” Hyunjin says, bowing as well.
“It’s a pleasure to meet your acquaintance.” Felix adds with his own bow.
The lessons had paid off. Just in case something like this were to ever happen, Chan had been teaching the two men the dialect of his home town. Referring back to the memories of his mothers accent, he had been coaching the boys well. Partly to disguise themselves now but also for when they inevitably feel safe enough to leave Chan behind. Chan secretly dreads that day, but right now he is just glad he has done his best to guard them against suspicion.
Jisung nods at them before lowering his voice so only Chan can hear. “It’s a shame you’re related. I’d kill to have either one of them warming my bed at night.”
Chan blushes but feigns offence, punching Jisung’s arm. “I know your reputation more than most, Han. There’s no way I’d let you near my family.”
Jisung laughs good naturedly before bidding the three of them farewell and riding back towards town. It is not until Chan can no longer hear the trot of Jisung’s horse that he pulls Felix and Jisung in a crushing embrace. He can hear Felix’s heaving sobs and Hyunjin’s quiet sniffles. Most likely the vestiges of fear and the overwhelming sense of relief. For that is the reason that Chan too cries, but he stays silent, strong for his two boys.
The sun is shining brightly, reflecting sharply off the pond at the back of Chan’s property. Chan is celebrating the profits this season by having a relaxing day off from their farming duties. Felix had packed a picnic and is trying to hand feed Chan some strawberries much to his resistance. Hyunjin is trying to capture the likeness of the pond with the watercolours Chan had bought him from the market. When he gave them to Hyunjin, his reasoning was that ‘ everyone needs a hobby ’. When asked what his was, Chan said ‘ taking care of you two ’. He delivered it as a joke but he’s not sure either one of them believed him.
It is a thankfully windy day, a nice calm spring. Chan lays back as Hyunjin packs up his art supplies, done with his quick study. Felix and Hyunjin then lay on either side of Chan, gazing up at the cottony clouds.
“I thought that maybe you could accompany me to the markets tomorrow.” Chan says.
Felix beams, turning towards him. “Really? That’s so amazing. I could pick out my own ingredients.”
Hyunjin is more reserved about the idea. “Why now?”
“Well now that we know that the disguise works, you can learn your way around for when you decide you want to leave.” Chan says.
“You want us to go?” Felix asks, tears shimmering in his eyes.
Chan sits up, trying to placate him. “Of course not! But when you become weary of life on the farm. Of life with me, I want you to be prepared to be on your own.”
“That’s never going to happen.” Felix says.
“Eventually you’ll-” Chan starts, but is cut off by Hyunjin.
“We don’t want to leave. Not now, not ever.” Hyunjin says, with inarguable finality.
They spend the rest of the day swimming in the pond and cuddling lazily on the bank. Felix makes them all matching flower crowns, Chan and Hyunjin putting them on immediately. At some point, Chan lays back and watches Felix and Hyunjin dance around. Chan sings a ballad his mother used to sing to him. The two other men compliment Chan’s voice. He blushes deeply as they continue to spin each other around. The sun sets behind them. Chan thinks it’s because the sun has grown weary of competing with the beauty of Felix and Hyunjin together.
Chan has had a tough day. So he’s happy that when he asks for the last bath, to take his time unwinding, neither Felix nor Hyunjin argue. They bathe themselves first and even top up the hot water for Chan. When he slides into the tub, he has to bite back a moan. His muscles immediately loosening.
It is unnervingly quiet in the cabin. Usually Felix would be putting together dessert at this time. Hyunjin plucking at the second hand guitar Chan had found in town. But all is silent. He supposes they are trying to give him some peace, reading the unpleasant furrow in his brow when he had asked to bathe last.
Chan soaps up his body slowly, massaging the lavender scent into his tired muscles. He feels himself slowly give in to the relaxation. He tries to stop his mind wandering to Hyunjin and Felix, lest he become hard and needy when he’s supposed to be relaxing. Chan takes a few deep breaths, trying to inhale some of the calming properties of the lavender scent. He only allows himself maybe twenty minutes before getting out to towel off. He wraps the damp towel around his waist before heading to his bedroom, not giving the lounge room a glance. He doesn’t want to accidentally catch Felix and Hyunjin in a vulnerable position.
It turns out his avoidance of the lounge is futile, because when he opens his bedroom door, he is met with a sight that shakes him to his core. Felix and Hyunjin are naked, kneeling in front of each other on Chan’s bed as they makeout, hands roaming over each other’s bodies. They turn towards the sound of Chan’s gasp. Twin smiles brightening both of their faces.
“Hi Chan.” Felix says with a giggle, hands still absentmindedly caressing Hyunjin’s hips.
“W-what’s going on?” Chan asks.
Hyunjin sighs, sitting back on his haunches. “We got tired of you missing our hints. We were waiting for you to make a move but clearly you’re too pure-hearted to do so.”
Hyunjin climbs off the bed, Felix following suit. Their erections bouncing lightly as they approach Chan. The sight makes him drool.
“We want you, Chan.” Felix says, running a hand down Chan’s arm. “We want to give ourselves to you.”
Hyunjin places a hand on Chan’s chest, over his heart. “Please don’t refuse us. We want to be with you, both of us.”
“We love you, Chan.” Felix says.
“Do you love us? Please say yes. Please say you want us as much as we want you.” Hyunjin pleads.
Even if Chan wanted to deny him now, he couldn’t. Not when the tears in his eyes betray him to the fact that his heart belongs to these two men. It had since the night he took them in. His cock hardening under his towel makes it evident how much he wants Felix and Hyunjin in the carnal sense, as well.
“Yes.” Chan says. “Yes to it all.”
Hyunjin pulls Chan into a brief kiss. A thank you of sorts for his confession. As chaste as the kiss is, it almost knocks Chan off his feet. Hyunjin’s lips are even softer than he had imagined. When they part, Chan barely has time to take a breath before Hyunjin pushes Felix and Chan together. Felix’s kiss is even shyer but no less satisfying. Chan’s heart almost stops at the coy smile Felix gives him after they break apart.
Each taking one of his hands, Felix and Hyunjin pull Chan towards the bed. Felix pulls his towel free before they both push Chan gently to sit on the bed. Chan instinctively goes to cover himself, feeling shy. Hyunjin promptly pulls his hands away, revealing Chan’s flushed cock.
“Wow! It’s so pretty, so big.” Felix gushes, running his fingertips lightly up Chan’s length.
Chan jerks at the sensation before Hyunjin soothes him, caressing his strong thigh. “You hear that, baby?” He asks Chan. “Felix is already desperate to have you inside of him.”
Felix looks up at Chan through his lashes. “Can I-” He starts, before Chan cuts him off.
“Yes. Whatever you’re going to ask, the answer is yes.” Chan groans.
It’s already a lot for Chan, having the two people he has wanted for almost an entire year, begging to satisfy him. Chan watches Felix and Hyunjin share a conspiratorial look before Felix grasps Chan’s cock in his hand. Felix watches his own hand pump Chan’s length almost reverently. He leans forward and licks the tip, clearing the bead of precum that has gathered there. Chan tries so hard to hold back his noises, leading himself to whimper at every new sensation.
Felix pulls back to say something, Hyunjin leaning in to lick all over Chan instead. “Don’t hold back, Channie. We want to hear you moan for us. We wanna know how good we make you feel.”
Just as Felix finishes his sentence, Hyunjin takes the head of Chan’s cock into his mouth, suckling gently. It pulls a guttural groan from Chan, who is slowly losing himself in the sensations. Hyunjin pulls Chan from his mouth, Felix still stroking his length, using the spit from Hyujin’s ministrations to completely slick up Chan’s length. Chan can barely breathe as he watches Hyunjin pull Felix in for a heated kiss, licking into each other’s mouths, sharing the taste of Chan.
Hyunjin’s hand joins Felix's, overlapping the smaller hand as they stroke Chan together. Chan shudders, watching the two men on their knees, taking him apart with mostly just their hands. But then, much to the detriment of Chan’s stamina, both Hyunjin and Felix lean in, laving their tongues over one side of his cock each. They focus on his tip, hands working the rest of him, drool making the slide easier.
“Oh, oh fuck.” Chan groans.
Each flick of their tongues send a shock through Chan’s entire body, it’s almost too much that he falls back against the bed. He holds himself upright, though, not willing to miss out on the sinful show before him. Felix and Hyunjin’s tongues meet in the middle, like they’re kissing each other over Chan’s cockhead. He shivers and shakes as he moans inconsistently. Hyunjin and Felix flit between staring at eachother and gazing up at Chan as they work over his cock, moaning from the taste and the sensation of the velvety skin underneath their tongues.
Chan’s stomach coils with a very familiar feeling. “I’m close.” He warns, but it seems to only make the other two more eager.
Felix and Hyunjin take turns sucking on the head of Chan’s cock while pumping and squeezing him with vigour. They are back to licking over him in tandem when Chan bucks up hard, cumming all over both their tongues and his own cock.
He pauses for a moment, panting as he comes down from his high. His spent cock twitching as he watches Hyunjin and Felix kissing. Felix pushes Chan’s cum into Hyunjin’s mouth. Chan gasps as Hyunjin moans, grabbing Felix by the jaw, licking the rest off of Felix’s face and swallowing it all down.
“That was so hot.” Chan pants.
“You haven’t seen anything yet.” Hyunjin practically purrs.
Hyunjin and Felix climb up the bed, forcing Chan back until he’s leaning up against the pillows. Felix throws a leg over Chan’s hip, practically spooning him as he pulls him into a deep kiss. Taking his time as he works his tongue into Chan’s mouth. He can taste himself in Felix’s spit, it’s not bad if slightly bitter. As Felix takes and takes from the kiss, needily consuming Chan, Hyunjin is running his hands up and down Chan’s smooth body.
Felix passes the kiss to Hyunjin, taking over feeling up Chan. Hyunjin kisses him softly this time, savouring the feeling of just being with him. Felix’s hand quickly finds its way to Chan’s crotch, briefly squeezing his half hard length before running his hands through Chan’s dark pubic hair. It sends a shiver through Chan, having both sets of hands, both mouths, all over his body. They pull away, kissing each other with just as much love, before repositioning.
Hyunjin pushes Felix to lay against Chan, his back to Chan’s chest. He automatically wraps his arms around Felix’s waist, pulling the younger tightly to him. Hyunjin smiles fondly at both of them, his dark eyes shining.
“Lubricant?” Hyunjin asks Chan.
“Bedside drawer.” He mumbles, kissing Felix’s temple.
Hyunjin grabs the oil and spreads Felix’s legs, kneeling between them.
“Hey, Felix, my doll. I’m gonna stretch you open for Chan’s cock first. He’s thicker so it won’t be as big of a stretch when I push in too, yeah?” Hyunjin asks.
“Y-yes please. Thank you.” Felix says
Chan gulps. “He’s- he’s going to take the both of us? At the same time?” He asks
“Of course, baby.” Hyunjin says, soothing his hands up Chan’s legs. “Our little lixie just loves feeling full, right doll?”
“Yes. Fuck, wanna feel both of you.” Felix whines.
“You’ll have to take my fingers first.” Hyunjin says. And Chan can feel Felix shiver on top of him from the idea.
“Yes, Jinnie.” Felix says.
Chan has taken to running his hands all over Felix as Hyujin oils up his fingers. He uses two of them to massage around Felix’s rim, making it shine. Chan can’t quite see what Hyunjin is doing from his position but he can feel every shiver and jolt from Felix. He knows when Hyunjin adds his first finger, when he starts pumping it in and out and when Felix relaxes around it, just to tense up again when Hyunjin adds another. Chan is quite frankly, going a little crazy right now. He’s already hard again, his refractory period superhuman, with Hyunjin and Felix there. He feels the need to do more. To please, to take control and take care like he always does.
But part of him knows that’s not what Hyunjin and Felix want right now. They want Chan to only take this time. Let them please him. Let them show him how much they want him. So Chan lays pliant under Felix’s body, waiting as Hyunjin works up to having four fingers inside of Felix’s hole. Until Felix begs, like Chan has heard oftentimes when it is just Hyunjin and Felix. Now Chan is here too. And they want him, they want him as much as he wants them and it makes him ache.
Hyunjin pulls away from Felix, Chan only registering it because of Felix’s whining.
“Shhh, doll. Chan is about to fill you up so nicely.” Hyunjin says.
Felix scrambles to turn and straddle Chan. His clumsiness would be cute if he wasn’t so entirely sexy as he sits atop Chan. Hyunjin reaches between them with an oiled hand, lubing up Chan’s cock.
“You ready?” Felix asks.
“The most ready I’ve been in my entire life.” Chan answers.
It seems to satisfy Felix as he lines Chan up with his hole and sinks ever so slowly down. Felix’s whine harmonises with Chan’s groans as he eventually gets filled all the way, sitting flush against Chan’s hips.
“Felix.” Chan moans.
Felix leans in for a kiss before starting to move his hips. It’s nothing more than a gyration at first. All too quickly for Chan, Felix transitions into proper thrusts, bouncing up and down on Chan’s cock, building the pace. The tightness of Felix’s ass feels so good around Chan that he’s worried he might finish too quickly, filling Felix with his warm cum. But thankfully, Felix suddenly stops and leans forward. Now still and chest to chest, with Chan still buried inside him.
“I’m ready, Jinnie.” Felix says.
Chan is about to question what he means but then he feels a lubed finger trying to push inside Felix right next to his cock. He can’t help but groan at the feeling, knowing Hyunjin’s cock will soon be nestled up against his inside Felix’s ass. It feels a little weird, just laying there while Hyunjin forces finger after finger in beside Chan’s cock. He stays hard, though. Between the warmth around his cock, the intermittent clenching of Felix’s hole and the sweet kisses he receives, Chan is plenty stimulated enough.
Eventually Hyunjin is satisfied with the prep. He pulls away, slicking up his cock, before lining it up with Felix’s hole, pushing in slowly right above Chan’s own cock. There is an immediate cacophony of moans. Felix revelling in the pain-pleasure feeling of being stuffed full. Hyunjin finally aving his cock enter such a tight hole and Chan from the new sensation of having Hyunjin’s cock slide right in next to his.
Chan’s head almost implodes, he can’t possibly imagine how Felix is feeling in this moment.
Felix vocalises suddenly, startling Chan briefly. “Fuck, fuck oh fuck. So full, it feels so good. Both of you. Fuck.”
Hyunjin chuckles. “Calm down, doll. We haven’t even started moving.”
He addresses Chan next. “Hey, baby? You start moving first and I’ll follow you.”
Chan nods. “Alright, Felix. I’m gonna fuck you now.”
“Yes please.” Felix moans. “That’s all I want.”
Chan slowly pulls his cock back until he’s almost out, before pushing back in slowly. It’s so tight around his cock that he wonders if he can even fit back in. Felix takes him well however, all three moaning from the sensation of it. He pulls back again, shoving in. He keeps going, holding on to Felix tightly, working himself into a moderate pace. Without any warning, he feels Hyunjin pull back from behind Felix before plunging back in, hard.
Felix squeals loudly, and Chan gets thrown off his rhythm for a few beats before picking it back up again. Chan and Hyunjin now thrusting coordinated in and out of Felix. Chan pushing in as Hyunjin pulls out and vice versa. Felix can do nothing but take the twin assault on his hole, folded between them, moaning and drooling where his head rests on Chan’s shoulder.
Somehow their thrusts pick up speed. Plunging in and out of Felix as both Chan and Hyunjin get more desperate. Felix starts squeezing hard around their cocks, entire body clenching.
Felix can mutter nothing besides, “Please- please-plea-” and then he’s cumming, his cock trapped between Chan’s and his own torso.
Chan goes to slow down but Hyunjin stops it. “Don’t bother. I have discovered that our little doll loves being used, don’t you Lixie.”
“MMm. Y-yes Jinnie. Please don’t stop, Channie. Please.” Felix begs and there’s nothing on Earth that could make Chan deny him.
So Chan continues his brutal pace, cock constantly rubbing against Hyunjin’s.
“I’m- ah shit- so close, baby.” Hyunjin says between thrusts.
“Me too. Me too, fuck.” Chan groans from a particularly tight squeeze from Felix.
“Come on, then. Cum with me. Let’s fill Felix up together.” Hyunjin says.
Chan’s orgasm rips through him at those words, surprising him slightly. He bucks up, shoving his cock in deep as he spills inside Felix. Hyunjin continues to fuck into Felix’s hole, practically trapping Chan inside. It doesn’t take long though, until Hyunjin is cumming too, spurting thick ropes inside Felix’s ass.
It takes a second for them all to settle, Hyunjin pulling out gently, Chan following. A stream of their cum spilling out of Felix’s freshly loosened hole. Hyunjin kisses them both before going to boil some water on the hearth, all three in need of a second bath of the night. In the meantime, Chan gently kneads Felix’s back, peppering his face in kisses.
“Did you like it?” Felix asks.
“Like? Felix, that was the best night of my entire existence. If I were to die tomorrow, I would be satisfied with the life I have led.” Chan admits.
Felix punches his arm weakly. “Hey! No dying. Not now that Hyunjinnie and I have finally obtained your heart.”
“Don’t forget his wonderful cock.” Hyunjin says from the doorway.
“Jinnie!” Felix says as Chan blushes five shades deeper.
Hyunjin just shrugs. “C’mon, the bath is ready.”
They bathe Felix first, being gentle with his ass before sitting him in bed, clean sheets and all. Hyunjin and Chan share the next bath. It’s only just big enough for two, Chan thinks he might have to somehow get his hands on one that fits three. He lets Hyunjin wash him, kissing Chan’s shoulders in between swipes of the cloth.
“You know we really meant it when we said we love you?” Hyunjin says.
“Hmm?” Chan asks, not really understanding.
“You were so sure we only offered ourselves that night because you saved us. That wasn’t it. From the first night, Felix and I could both see how kind your soul was. To your very core, you are a good person, Chan. That is why we wanted you to fuck us.”
“Really?” Chan asks.
“Yeah… That and the fact that you’re hot as fuck.” Hyunjin adds.
Chan just flicks water at Hyunjin. They end up towelling off and joining Felix in bed. The three of them lie together, the bed is a little small but it feels far from crowded. This is what Chan had been missing his whole life. The missing pieces all along, were Hyunjin and Felix. Right here by his side.