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Changbin's father was found via Chan's father calling around to a few shared friends, past investors, and business partners at their companies. He asked them to call him if they ever heard or saw anything.
A few asked for the truth, and Chan's father told it, and every single one of them vowed to do everything they could to help.
The call came on a Tuesday.
A bustling city in Italy where one of their shared friends lived. Changbin's father had wrongly assumed this man would take his side, and the man pretended to, while his wife called the authorities.
He was arrested that evening and back in Seoul by Wednesday morning. He was tried and charged by a judge who sent him to prison for a list of things, the main one being the intended murder of his own son, his son's two partners, his ex-wife, his ex-business partner and his wife, and one Kai, who was healed now from his injuries and gladly back working for his three employers.
And while that was solved relatively quickly and without much needed from the triad couple, they still needed to settle the initial lawsuit.
And the lawyer explained it simply.
The merging of the two companies should not have gone through without a marriage document.
The lawyer was sympathetic with Chan and Changbin, understanding their well and true intentions to marry Seungmin, but it hadn't actually happened yet.
"We could marry early," Changbin suggested softly, turning in his seat to look at Seungmin beside him, then Chan on his other side. "Something small, then we'll do a big ceremony later."
"That's not what we want," Chan argued back softly but determined. "It's not what we deserve." He turned away for a moment, rubbing at the bridge of his nose before looking up at the lawyer, who gave another sympathetic look back. They had been brainstorming for nearly an hour by this point, trying to work all the angles of the contract made nearly thirty years ago.
Funny thing, how a piece of paper could bind them so tightly.
The bank would seize the company if they didn't decide something, and liquidate everything. All their employees would be without jobs, and all their hired talent left without a label. All their connections gone. It'd take years, if not decades, to rebuild what they currently had.
"I'm sorry, Son," Chan's father apologized for the second time, reaching forward to cup his shoulder. He and Chan's mother were sitting behind them in support, although Chan's father was needed to be present to hear the contract read aloud for dispute.
"It's not your fault," Chan reassured. "How could you have known?" He joked softly, making everyone smile softly.
"There is...one option." The lawyer awkwardly interrupted, shrinking back slightly at all their sudden undivided attention. "You buy your father out of the contract." He winced slightly.
"Pardon?" Chan's father asked, tilting his head slightly.
"Well, seeing as Mr. Seo is...disposed of, any claims he has over the company have essentially been...wiped." The lawyer explained. "The contract is still valid, seeing as it was made when he was in the right state of mind and in what we can only assume was good faith." He shuffled some papers around, then circled a few things before writing something. He then turned the papers, holding them out. "This is the sum you would have had to pay should you have purchased the contract from both of them."
His fountain pen pointed to a large number. A number that immediately sent static sound through Seungmin's brain. An unfathomable number; it was what the company was worth. Every little piece accounted for.
"But this," He moved his pen, pointing to a smaller number. Still quite large...but smaller. "Is Mr. Bang's portion. If he agrees, you can simply buy the contract from him, make it void...and move on. With a dent in your wallet, but the merged company could continue operating just fine."
"That's it?" Changbin asked bluntly, eyebrows raised. "There's no...however, or but coming, is there?"
"No," The lawyer chuckled, smiling. "I....I mean, it's a lot of money...but, well, I won't assume-"
"We'll do it." Chan and Changbin spoke at the same time.
The apartment had never quite been this lively, or loud, or warm. It was pleasant. Everyone they knew was in attendance, welcoming the upcoming warmer spring weather with bright cocktails, a delicious menu curated by Minho, of course, and friendly conversation.
"If I wasn't already retired!" Seungmin heard Mr. Bang laugh loudly near the windows, talking to a few businessmen who had been very helpful in tracking down Mr. Seo, and had reestablished investments with the two sons in light of everything, interested in what they were building.
"Is he really taking all that money?" Felix asked, one hand resting on the soft swell of his stomach, and the other holding a party plate of finger foods he kept swatting Jeongin's fingers away from.
"He's taking a chunk of it, and they're going on a two-month trip to Scotland, Ireland, Greece," Seungmin waved his hand to insinuate there was more to the trip. "He's investing the rest back into the company. Buying some stocks and funding an apartment building we're renovating so they can take on more rookie groups, trainees, and staff."
"Well, I'm glad it worked out." Felix smiled, pleased. "I was getting a little nervous I was going to be looking like this in all your wedding pictures." He grimaced, patting his stomach again.
Hyunjin, who was talking to someone nearby, reached out and smoothed his hand over Felix's stomach, giving it a soft caress of comfort before pulling away. Felix beamed, pleased with the gentle touch, and resumed eating. Seungmin chuckled, watching them. He then turned slightly, sweeping his gaze over the crowd to find his two fiancées. He brought his beer up to his lip, his ring catching on the light slightly, making his stomach warm.
Then, as if the two had felt it, he saw them both turn, seeking out his gaze. They both smiled, widely, and Seungmin swore he felt the room sweeten with their scents. Despite the fact that everyone was wearing scent blockers to help the two pregnant Omegas not get overwhelmed.
"Uncle Min," Seungmin looked down to see Ji-ho had toddled up to his side and was tugging softly at his pants. "I want to lay down, please."
"Of course," Seungmin bent, scooping him up, where he immediately snuggled in, letting out a soft sigh. Seungmin thanked Jeongin with a nod when he took his beer bottle from him, the trio turning away to greet someone. Seungmin turned as well, intending to find Jisung and make sure it was alright that they lay down in the spare room when he felt another tug on his pant leg.
"Me too?" Ji-hoon looked up at him with wide eyes, voice soft and quiet.
Seungmin smiled down at him, then bent quickly to scoop him up as well. While he didn't snuggle in, he did grip onto his sweater tightly, holding onto him as Seungmin walked.
He found Jisung near the food, talking to Kai's wife, who was as bubbly and sweet as they come.
"Hi, sorry." Seungmin smiled softly for interrupting. "They want to lie down; is it alright if I put them in the spare room?"
"Oh-I can do-" Jisung flustered, reaching out to take them, but Seungmin shook his head.
"It's alright. I got it." He reassured, and Jisung actually looked a little relieved at the offer, smiling gratefully at Seungmin before he was pulled back into the conversation.
The spare room had been organized a little better in the weeks they had spent resting from their injuries. Though, truthfully, Seungmin had just needed something to do with his hands. He could already feel Ji-ho nodding off against his shoulder, so he laid him down first, right in the center of the bed, before turning to Ji-hoon, whose bottom lip quivered slightly.
"I'll stay until you fall asleep," Seungmin whispered. "Do you want me to rock you?" He asked softly.
Ji-hoon sniffled and nodded, reaching up to wrap his arms around Seungmin's neck. So Seungmin held him gently, cradling him against his chest, and began to rock softly, back and forth on his heels. Then, when he heard Ji-hoon sniffle again, he moved. Walking over toward the windows, which overlooked the city (like every window in this apartment), he began to hum softly.
Ji-hoon quieted, letting out a soft sigh as he watched the lights flicker down below. Seungmin leaned forward, resting his chin softly against Ji-hoon's head, and continued humming. Rocking back and forth until Ji-hoon fell asleep, soft snores coming out of his nose.
Seungmin was ignorant of the company he had gained as he turned back to the bed, still humming softly as he gently laid Ji-hoon beside his brother. He stood, watching, as both brothers reached out for each other, hands colliding before they both went still, sighing softly in their sleep. He couldn't help but smile, watching them, then turned to go. Feeling a little sorry as a co-host he had disappeared for so long.
Only to startle, as two Alphas stood in the doorway. Both watching him with sweet, loving eyes. Soft smiles stretched on their mouths, and eager hands that reached for him as he neared.
"You look-"
"Shush," Seungmin quieted Changbin, easing the door shut to just a crack behind him. "You'll wake them." He gasped quietly as he was yanked into a chest, then Changbin pressed forward, crowding them together.
"Let's take you upstairs right now and put a baby in you," Chan whispered, kissing at his neck, nosing at where the scent block patch was keeping the cinnamon in.
"We have guests," Seungmin protested, though his head tilted back, welcoming the kisses. He shivered, hips twisting slightly as Changbin ran his hands over him, rucking up his sweater to feel the soft skin around his stomach.
"You're going to be so good with our babies, aren't you?" Changbin hushed, leaning in to pepper his own kisses over Seungmin's face, smiling against his jaw.
"I have no experience with newborns," Seungmin argued.
"You have two practice ones on the way." Changbin retorted.
Seungmin slapped his arm, though his hand stayed, squeezing the muscle as Changbin had dropped his head, kissing at the junction of his neck and shoulder.
"People are going to wonder where we are." Seungmin reminded, after a few long seconds of kissing. He was sure if they didn't have patches on, the entire hallway would be a cloud of arousal. Insatiable these two. "We can't celebrate the continuation of the company if we're up here-"
"Oh god,"
Changbin startled, whipping around to find his friends standing on the landing. Felix and Hyunjin were grinning, wide, fox-like. Jeongin looked mildly disgusted, eyeing them like they had their pants down. Jisung had his mouth open, eyes wide, staring at them, while Minho had clearly been the one to speak, looking at them with that scowl of his that Seungmin eventually learned was never backed with any malice.
"My sons are right there," Minho argued.
"We're trying to give them cousins-Ow!" Chan yelped, doubling over to rub his stomach where Seungmin had elbowed him.
"Fated mates are so gross." Jisung giggled.
"You two are literally the worst." Jeongin immediately argued, and loudly.
"Changbin had to get the recording booth deep cleaned after-" Hyunjin went to tattle, pointing at Jisung, who was only waving his hand and rolling his eyes, acting as if none of it was true at all.
"You guys, they're so cute!" Felix argued in favor of them, even as everyone was being turned around to go back downstairs. Minho stayed to check in on the boys before following after them. "We've been waiting an eternity for their happy ever afters."
"They aren't even married." Jeongin pointed out.
"But they will be!" Felix laughed, holding onto his arm. "After I have the baby. And preferably like three months after that...what do you guys think about an early winter wedding?" Felix asked, looking over his shoulder at the three of them. Chan and Changbin were now holding either of Seungmin's hands, their thumbs rubbing on his wrists.
"If that's the case, I need to start planning your outfits now."
"Mom," Chan chuckled, but smiled at her warmly as she approached.
"A white suit, oh, or we could go blue, oh, and fur! If we have it outside." She brightened, reaching out to touch Seungmin's elbow, looking up at him. "You'd look incredible in a three-piece ensemble, with some delicate chains along your-" She reached up to touch his collarbones when Changbin spoke.
"That sounds like too much to take off."
Everyone quieted, looking at him.
Changbin stared back.
"And where were you thinking of honeymooning?" Chan's father cleared his throat, looking at Chan.
But before he could answer, Seungmin spoke. "Somewhere far, far away from here, and I'll leave Changbin there."
Everyone laughed as Changbin went bright pink, finally understanding what his words had insinuated. He blushed and stammered, before groaning and turning to drop his head against Seungmin's shoulder, making Felix and Hyunjin coo loudly.
Life resumed. And for the first time in their relationship, a sense of normalcy was found. Waking up together in bed, Seungmin sending the two Alphas out the door with kisses and reminders to take breaks. Then he'd either go back to bed for another hour or two, or he'd run errands, or stop in by his old apartment to check on renovations which were nearly complete.
Other days he met up with Jisung and the boys, or he took Felix out to lunch.
And, of course, he attended several lunches with his Alphas. Sitting beside them across from investors or business partners, and offering up his two cents when it called for it. When it didn't, he was happy holding their hands beneath the table, or stealing vegetables from their plates.
They travelled a few more times, but closer destinations than they had been. Some more conferences and events they needed to show up for, and, of course, Seungmin went along to all of them. Either dressed to the nines and holding their hands, or waiting in their hotel rooms with room service and hot baths.
Then, their Australia trip.
And just a week, with a packed schedule of meetings and dinners. And early summer in South Korea meant winter in Australia. With mildly cool days, lots of clouds, and a slight chill in the air.
Seungmin was currently ignorant of the car ride he was currently in. Content curled up in his seat, his switch in hand that he was tapping away at. Changbin sat nearby on his laptop, while Chan had taken the passenger seat, talking quietly to their driver.
Then, after a longer drive than Seungmin really thought they'd have, the car rolled to a stop.
Seungmin looked up, expecting a glass-front building, with landscaping and a young man pushing a large cart ready for their suitcases.
Instead, he found a simple house, surrounded by greenery, and the faint sound of crashing waves.
"Changbin?" Seungmin asked, sitting up straighter.
"Yes, Baby?" He asked, pushing his laptop into his bag before zipping it closed.
"Where are we?"
"Australia, baby," He reminded with a soft chuckle.
Seungmin rolled his eyes and turned at the feel of his door opening. He found Chan standing there, grinning, with his hand out. So Seungmin took it, trusting the two of them undeniably, and let himself be pulled from the car.
It was even more incredible when he got the whole picture.
They were rather secluded, though Seungmin could see a cluster of houses down the beach. The sky was turning a brilliant shade of pink overhead, and though it was cold, the beach was inviting, the blue water lapping against the sand. Then, not far from the water, stood a simple house, the door already open where their driver was leaving their bags in the entryway.
"Surprise," Chan whispered, pulling him close, kissing his temple.
"What?" Seungmin stammered, stunned. "What do you mean by surprise?" He couldn't help but ask loudly, completely blindsided by this.
"We'll explain inside. Come on." He grinned, pulling him around the car.
They bypassed Changbin, paying their driver and thanking them, accepting a second pair of keys. The driver waved before, and Seungmin was ignorant of this too, a taxi that had been following them picked him up, leaving the car there.
He was led into the house, kicking their shoes off in the entryway and led down the small hallway, into a small sitting room with a simple couch and television that sat beside a beach-styled kitchen. A retro refrigerator, an old-fashioned stove, a sun-burnt and stained kitchen table, and chilled beer sitting in a bucket on the counter, along with a note.
Seungmin couldn't help it; he reached out and snagged it even as Chan let go of him, walking forward to pull open the sliding glass door that spilled them right out onto the sand.
"Welcome....to your four-week stay at our rental home-Chan!" Seungmin yelped, eyes scanning the rest of the words, which just gave simple information like the wifi password and restaurant recommendations. "Changbin! What do you mean four weeks!?"
"Our vacation is really three," Changbin simplified, wrapping his arms around Seungmin from behind him, swaying them softly side to side as he turned them to look at Chan, who was standing on the sand just outside the door, hands on his hips watching the water. "We do have a week's worth of business to take care of this week. But after Saturday..." He dropped his voice, turning slightly to kiss Seungmin's ear. "We are all yours for three weeks." He whispered.
Seungmin's belly warmed and his cinnamon perfumed, making Changbin kiss him harder, trailing down his neck.
"But...but my heat." Seungmin hushed. "It's supposed to hit... well, during our third week."
"Mmhmm," Changbin whispered. "We planned for that. We'll have some recovery time here before we have to head home."
"You...you two planned this?" Seungmin found himself asking, a little overwhelmed with not only the surprise, but the care and thought put into it.
"We wanted the first heat we shared with you to be special," Chan spoke, stepping back into the house and coming up to them, reaching up to cup Seungmin's cheek as soon as he neared. "Somewhere memorable, and relaxing."
"I would have been just fine at home." He whispered, a little embarrassed.
"We know." Chan smiled, leaning forward to kiss his cheek. "But you deserve this...we deserve this." He murmured.
Seungmin sighed softly, relaxing into their hands before he reached up, one hand settling back on Changbin's hip while the other grabbed onto Chan's arm. "I already shared my first heat with you." He whispered.
"That wasn't-" Chan went to say.
But Seungmin shushed him. "It meant a lot to me. How you two took care of me...proved to me that I could trust you." He insisted. "I count it." He then tilted forward, catching Chan's mouth with his own.
Chan sighed against him, kissing him back with care while Changbin stayed attacking his neck, licking around his scent glands. Which then spurred Seungmin to ask his next question.
"Are you going to bond me here? During my heat?" He whispered, meeting Chan's gaze as they pulled a part a little.
"Only if you want." He told him. "We brought these...well, mouth gags, to put it plainly, should we need them." Seungmin's nose crinkled, just picturing it, which made Chan laugh. He then leaned forward, nuzzling their noses together. "You don't have to decide now." He reassured, then let go completely. Or, sort of. He only dropped his hands and moved them around Seungmin's waist until he could spank his butt slightly. "Let's see the rest of the house. The bedroom is supposed to be gorgeous."
They excused him from all the meetings and appointments throughout the week, insisting he stay at the beach house, soaking up the sun and relaxing. At first, Seungmin had protested. Insisting he liked going to these events with them. Only after the fourth or fifth time of him arguing, Chan had pulled him close, wrapping him in his arms.
"We know, baby," He had murmured, kissing his neck. "But your heat is coming. We want you relaxed and comfortable."
So Seungmin had relented, accepting it as an Alpha desire for him to obey, which made it a little easier not to feel guilty as he lounged around the beach house, indulging in sweets and reading his books out on the sand.
A few days into this new routine, he became very grateful for his Alpha's insistence. He grew needy throughout the day, longed for his Alphas, and nested often in the large bed with a beautiful greenery sunroom that opened out to the sea. Beautiful green plants kept the room shaded and pleasant.
Seungmin, on the first day of noticing these new symptoms, had to engage every self-restraint not to rush to the door when he heard his Alphas come home. On the second day, he oh so happened to meet them in the hallway. On the third, he opened the door before they had a chance.
The Alphas, of course, found this very endearing.
They soothed and peppered him with kisses, and let him scent them to his delight every morning and evening. The two Alphas were eagerly counting down the days until they could be around him twenty-four seven, longing to have him in their arms for hours on end.
Finally, Saturday arrived. And it was as if Seungmin's inner omega knew, as it calmed the second his two Alphas came home with a takeaway dinner that evening, ties already loose around their throats. His preheat symptoms would calm now, for a few days at least, before ramping up as they headed into the third week.
But Seungmin needed to get one thing out of the way first.
He had thought long and hard about this, and was sure in his decision.
The television was playing, some movie rerun that only Changbin was watching idly. Chan was typing a few things on his phone, wrapping things up, and Seungmin was looking down at his hands, where he had one of his each of his Alpha's, twisting their rings around, and playing with their fingers.
He wanted to bring it up. He just didn't know how. He couldn't very well blurt it out; that wasn't romantic. After a few minutes, Chan sighed, setting his phone off to the side and looked back at the television, his hand tightening where it was resting on Seungmin's thigh.
This, at last, sparked an idea.
"I'm a little warm." Seungmin blurted, standing up as both Alphas looked over at him. "I'm just going to put shorts on." He excused himself, stepping over the coffee table before either Alpha could pull him back.
"Okay, baby," He heard Chan murmur before he slipped down the hall.
He sped into their bedroom and all but dove into the closet. He hurriedly bent, yanking down his sweats and tossed them in a corner. He then looked down at his chest and pinched the shirt he was wearing. He looked up, spotting the Alpha's hanging clothes and hesitated, hands brushing against them.
But how was he meant to pick?
Seungmin dropped the sleeve of Changbin's sweatshirt and turned, glancing toward the bathroom.
No...could he?
Seungmin ripped off his shirt and tossed it with his sweatpants before hurrying across the bedroom into the bathroom, yanking his bathrobe off the hanger on the door. He shrugged it on and tightened the belt around his waist, moving to step toward the door before pausing.
Quickly, without thought, Seungmin bent and yanked his briefs off before kicking them away, racing back out of the bedroom. In the hallway, he slowed; at the corner he peered around the wall to find both Alphas had leaned into each other, closing the space. Their large shoulders pressed together, Changbin's head bent back against the couch, while Chan was leaning into Changbin, resting on him. Both their attention was stuck on the television, where Seungmin could faintly hear some dramatic dialogue.
So he took a deep breath and stepped into the living room.
It was only when he was about a foot from the coffee table that one of them looked up.
Changbin promptly choked, shooting up right to pound his fist on his chest, which startled Chan enough to turn sharply to his Alpha partner before he spun, eyes widening as he took in Seungmin.
"Wh-what's this?" Changbin wheezed out, face a little more than pink now.
"I..." Seungmin twisted slightly, folding his hands behind his back, acting coy and shy in his white, silk bathrobe. "Wanted to give you a little present." He smiled.
"Baby." Chan breathed.
Overwhelmed, slightly, Seungmin bent quickly and yanked the coffee table back a foot or so, causing the coasters to slide, one clattering to the floor. But everyone ignored it as Seungmin stepped over, then lowered himself to his knees in front of both of them.
"Fuck, Seungmin," Changbin groaned, eyes blown wide with lust as he watched Seungmin reach forward, his hands finding both waistbands of his Alphas.
"Can I suck your cock, Alpha?" Seungmin asked, leaning toward him first. "Please?" He begged prettily, resting his chin on his large thigh, blinking up at him.
"When will I ever say no to you, hmm?" Changbin asked, reaching down to help Seungmin pull his cock free, where it was already beginning to chub.
"What about you, Sir?" Seungmin turned, looking over at Chan, who was already looking back at him. "Do I get your cock too?" He asked, biting his bottom lip as he teased Chan's waistband, dancing his fingers against the warm skin there.
"Start with Changbin's, hmm?" Chan voiced, his eyes darkening as he studied Seungmin. "I want to watch you for a little bit." He ended softly, reaching out to gently brush Seungmin's hair off his forehead before pulling away.
Seungmin smiled and nodded before shuffling until he was settled between Changbin's legs, reaching up to take his cock in hand. He heard Changbin hiss between his teeth slightly, widening his legs as Seungmin leaned forward, kissing the head of his cock.
"That's it, baby." Changbin breathed, reaching out to rub his thumb against Seungmin's cheek. "Love seeing you like this."
Seungmin smiled against his cock, and began to kiss down it. Going slow and teasingly. He mouthed at it, opening his lips wider and kissed down at the base before travelling back up. At the head, he pulled away, only to let a small ball of spit fall between his lips, landing on Changbin's head, before he dove after it, using it as lube as he sank down his length, taking it until his nose brushed Changbin's happy trail.
Changbin moaned loudly, his head tipping back as Seungmin swallowed, forcing Changbin down another inch before he pulled up, sucking hard. He popped off the end, delighting in how Changbin shivered, and began sucking him again, messily this time. His hand moved to stroke him slowly, up and down as he bobbed his head.
A thick hand slid into his hair, curling to grab him tight. Seungmin shivered, delighting in it, and began to tilt his head, kissing along his length.
"Fuck, Omega," Changbin growled, holding Seungmin close. "I'm not gonna last with you doing that."
"Want you to cum." Seungmin moaned, jerking Changbin off for a moment so he could speak, only to dip back in, sucking him back down.
Changbin could only groan back before he reached out with his other hand. "Gonna swallow, baby?" He asked, his voice just barely dipping to a deep Alpha register.
Seungmin moaned rather pathetically. His own hands dug into the meat of Changbin's thighs, squeezing the muscle there until the Alpha tensed beneath him, the slight pain only amplifying the pleasure they were both feeling.
He was given only a grunt of a warning before he found himself swallowing quickly, moving up Changbin's cock so as not to choke on it. Changbin threw his head back, moaning to the ceiling as he held Seungmin's head close. Once his Alpha's fingers relaxed, Seungmin slid off Changbin's cock with a soft pop, leaning forward to lick where the remnants of his pleasure lay.
"Fuck, baby." Changbin praised, reaching out to thumb Seungmin's bottom lip down, letting it go softly. "Go to Chan. Okay?" He whispered, nodding softly when Seungmin slipped away.
Chan was stroking himself when Seungmin laid eyes on him. His eyes were dark and studying Seungmin closely. His scent radiated lust, and it didn't go unnoticed when Seungmin shivered with it.
Seungmin was between his knees when Chan clicked his tongue softly.
"Up."
Seungmin was moving before the word even registered, clambering into his lap, bony limbs and all. His robe spread around him, still keeping him mostly covered until Chan reached up, loosening it enough to pull a shoulder down.
It was the sexiest Seungmin had ever felt.
Nude in secret, only his calves and a single shoulder for show, but Chan's eyes were taking over him like he was wearing the skimpiest of outfits.
Seungmin leaned forward, hands coming up to rest on Chan's chest, sliding down toward his belly, prepared to take his Alpha's cock for himself when Chan's other hand shot up, cupping his throat.
Not a word was spoken as Chan wrenched him forward, smashing their mouths together. Seungmin cried out in surprise against his lips, but sank into the kiss as Chan bullied his tongue inside and began to explore, tracing every crevice he could reach. All too soon it was slick and wet, their tongues sliding together with no hope of tangling as Chan ate him alive.
Seungmin rolled his hips forward only for Chan to stop it with a clipped growl.
Seungmin whimpered in apology, slackening his mouth for forgiveness, and Chan accepted it with a gentle nip against his bottom lip.
"What do you really want, baby?" Chan hushed, still cupping Seungmin's waist as they parted, only one of them panting softly.
"Want you both to bond me during my heat." Seungmin rushed out. Feeling caught.
A muffled groan sounded behind them, but when Seungmin tried to turn and look, Chan tightened his grip and held him still.
"Our pretty Omega wants his Alpha's bites?" Chan cooed. Almost tauntingly.
"Yes, Chan, pl-"
Seungmin gasped, sharp and loud as Chan let go of his own cock to yank Seungmin's robe up and deliver a harsh swat to his ass.
This time Changbin's muffled words sounded suspicious, like curses.
"Sir," Seungmin whimpered, swaying in close.
"Always begging for it, aren't you?" Chan hushed, his eyes taking him in again. Running over him. To his bare shoulder to the robe now hitched around his waist, showing half his bare bottom. "Turn around."
Seungmin didn't move so much as he was manhandled, but Changbin seemed ready for him, pulling him close to claim his mouth for his own.
Seungmin felt his robe get shoved up, and Chan's large hand cupped his ass before he squeezed, holding him open.
"Ahh, Chan-that-" Seungmin cursed, gasping as Chan spanked him once, then again. "Sir!" He blurted, letting Changbin kiss and bite at his neck. "Sir, please! Please, I'm sorry." He moaned, eyes rolling slightly as Changbin licked a wet stripe over his scent gland, the air sweetening like cinnamon cookies fresh out of the oven.
Both Alphas growled at the sweetened scents, their hands tightening in him where they held him in their grasp.
"Sir, please," Seungmin begged, his head finally falling forward to rest on Changbin's chest. He was crying out in the next second, his entire body tensing as Chan boldly licked him, then dove back in, eating him out.
"Fuck, Chan." Changbin moaned, his hands slid up Seungmin's body, before one hand slipped into his hair and pulled, lifting Seungmin's face so they were looking at each other. "Feel good, baby?" He asked, breathless despite the fact he had already come minutes ago.
"Yes, Alpha."
A sharp crack sounded again, and Changbin got to watch Seungmin's eyes roll in bliss as his body jerked forward from the spank.
"Always remember his name, don't you?" Chan growled out, sinking his teeth into one of Seungmin's ass cheeks before letting go, licking over it.
"Sir." Seungmin whimpered, shaking his head. "Want you, please."
"I'm not sure you deserve it."
Seungmin wasn't overly proud of this, but he blamed it on his impending heat. He whimpered loudly. Something deep and throaty. A sound he wasn't aware he was capable of making. And he shoved up, using Changbin's large chest as a brace as he reached behind himself, catching Chan's neck in his hand and held him close, his head laying over his thick shoulder.
Sensual. They couldn't keep their hands off him if they tried. The robe was yanked and pulled until it fell to the ground. Changbin's hands ran over his front, twisting and pinching the miles of bare skin before him. Chan cupped his waist with one hand, and kneaded one of Seungmin's cheeks with the other.
"Fuck me, Sir," Seungmin begged, wiggling his ass back until Chan's hard cock was nestled between his cheeks. "Fuck me full."
Chan's eyes lightened, a delighted smile twisting on his lip before it faded. He dipped forward, nuzzling his cheek softly.
"Prep him, Changbin."
"Aye aye, captain."
A sharp slap sounded again, but this one was followed by a sharp laugh. Chan had only struck Changbin's thigh, and it sounded worse than it felt.
Seungmin was held up by them as Changbin pushed his hand between Seungmin's thighs before twisting his wrist, feeling around before pulling back.
"I need to get the-"
"No, don't go!" Seungmin cried out, reaching for him.
"Baby, you're-"
Seungmin grabbed his hand and pulled it to his mouth, hurriedly deepthroating Changbin's finger before forcing three of them into his mouth, his eyes closing as he got them as wet as he could, his chin dripping when he finally pulled away.
"Such a dirty puppy for us." Changbin praised.
"A bratty puppy," Chan murmured.
Seungmin whined but didn't protest as Changbin returned his hand, now successfully pushing a finger inside. The Omega moaned, his hips twitching forward as Changbin began to scissor him open, leaning forward to mouth at his chest as Chan watched over his shoulder.
"I think I'll bite here," Chan whispered suddenly, then nipped at the skin before sucking on it, bruising the skin with his mouth.
"Ahh!" Seungmin cried out; just the idea of it had him trembling with anticipation.
"Then I get this side," Changbin spoke, sounding elated as he leaned up, opening his mouth wide to seal over Seungmin's neck.
"S-sir!" Seungmin gasped, his fingers curling where he was holding them. "Alpha! I need to cum!" He begged, eyes fluttering as they bit and licked at his skin.
"Come for us, baby," Changbin spoke, then slipped his hand out, pressing it over Seungmin's front.
The two bit him harder, just threatening to break skin.
Seungmin came with a cry, shaking, only staying upright because of them. Changbin's hand returned, and it wasn't until Seungmin caught his breath that he realized what he had done.
Changbin was fingering his cum back into him.
"Binnie." Chan moaned out, reaching forward suddenly to yank his Alpha's partner's face close. Their mouths met in a clash, teeth clacking until Chan relented, letting Changbin laugh against his mouth before kissing him sweetly, pushing a third finger into Seungmin.
They kissed for a while longer until Changbin pulled his fingers out and relaxed back, looking very pleased with himself and blissed out.
Seungmin ached to fall into him. To let the older man hold him, but Chan had grabbed hold of his biceps and was holding him upright, tight and tilted so Changbin had a canvas of kissed skin to gaze upon as Chan pressed into the Omega slowly.
"Ennghhhuh!" Seungmin gasped out, face screwing up with pleasure as he was filled. He felt Chan drop his mouth to his shoulder to kiss at it as he pressed flush against him. Seungmin panted, his chest heaving as Changbin lifted a hand, pressing his fingers into the soft give of his belly.
"Ready for me, baby?" Chan breathed against his hair.
Seungmin paused a moment, taking a few deep breaths before nodding shakily. "Yes, sir." He whispered back, letting his head hang forward slightly as Chan kept him upright with his hands.
"Good puppy," Chan praised, making Seungmin moan softly.
Then he was being fucked forward. A solid roll of Chan's hips, and Seungmin was powerless against it. Changbin lay there beneath him, watching. Lust-filled eyes taking him in, imprinting the moment in his mind.
"Feels good," Seungmin moaned for both of them. "Sir."
"Yeah?" Chan hushed, cocking his hips forward, smirking at the soft slap of skin. "Made for us weren't you?"
"Fate." Seungmin agreed hazily. "Born for you."
He felt both Alphas vibrate, and when he opened his eyes, a little confused in the haze, he realized they had purred. Something throaty and warm. Even Changbin looked a little shocked by his reaction. It sounded again, this time a deeper rumble. Then Chan was snapping his hips forward, and Seungmin was crying out as one of his arms was released so Chan could grip his hip. Changbin caught it, as if waiting, and pulled Seungmin's wrist to his mouth where he latched his teeth, letting his lips suction against the skin.
"H-hurts!" Seungmin found himself crying out. Overwhelmed with the sharp pain in his shoulder from how Chan was holding him, the slaps against his backside, and the way Changbin was bruising his skin.
"Do you want me to stop, Omega?" Chan asked in his Alpha voice, only slowing his thrust. They were still deep and determined.
"N-no." Seungmin whimpered, but leaned forward slightly, as much as he was able.
Chan let go with a soothing coo, and Seungmin collapsed into Changbin's waiting arms, who pulled him close greedily. He hitched him up, holding him against his chest, and Seungmin felt Changbin's hands snake behind him, holding him open for Chan.
"Breed him, Channie," Changbin growled. "Fuck him full."
Chan growled back in response, then another pair of hands was holding his hips, and Seungmin was fucked harshly. But the pain was good now. Deep and impactful. He'd feel this well into the next morning.
He blinked hazily in the cloud of scents before turning, pressing his mouth over Changbin's scent glands so he could taste it. He lapped over it, wet tongue meeting sweat-prickled skin before trailing down to where the meat of his shoulder met his neck.
"I want to bite here, Alpha." He whined, nipping at the skin.
He felt Changbin rumble again; this time he could feel every sense of the purr in his chest where they were pressed together.
"Fuck!" He heard Chan shout, then hands were tightening, and it was all Seungmin could do but take it.
A sharp, mean thrust forward and his belly heated as Chan flooded him. Seungmin's eyes rolled, and he deflated, his head lolling against Changbin's shoulder as his Alpha bred him full.
He wiggled his hips when Chan moved to pull away.
He whined when Chan pulled out, but was just as quickly filled again. Something thicker and blunter.
"Oh, Alpha." Seungmin sighed.
He felt Changbin chuckle softly, and the couch springs squeaked as Chan stood. He whined at his departure but was sedated as Changbin slowly fucked him. Easy, even rolls of his hips before he was grunting, filling him up all the same. A smooth hand trailed down his spine as Changbin pulled out, then something thick and solid was pressed into him.
He sighed, thankful he didn't have to ask. In love with the fact his Alphas knew what he wanted.
"Alphas." He found himself saying, tilting until he could find Changbin's mouth. Who had apparently been in the middle of saying something, and Seungmin's greedy kisses interrupted him. But he didn't seem to mind with the way he smiled against his lips, letting Seungmin take the lead for once. Seungmin licked inside, sighing blissfully against him as he poured his adoration into him.
"Chan?" He found himself mumbling against Changbin's mouth, eager for the second mouth but unwilling to pull away from the first.
A large hand squeezed his backside, making him moan, but then another face was pressing close, and Seungmin was parting his lips to kiss him too. It was a difficult kiss; the three of them smashed together, but it was exactly what Seungmin wanted as he eventually went lax, letting the two Alphas bite and suck at him softly until the next thing he knew he was being lifted in the air, cradled in strong arms and carried back toward the bedroom.
The robe was left behind on the floor.