Chapter Text
Chan smiled fondly at the two omegas napping peacefully on the couch as he passed them. He was on his way out to grab the take out they had ordered. He snapped a quick photo of them before he left and sent it into the 'Pack' group chat.
Jisung was resting his head on Felix’s chest, almost nestling into his neck, and both of their heads faced the television which played some kind of gaming documentary. The rest of the pack were out fulfilling their own schedules for the day, leaving Chan, Jisung, and Felix off for once. When he returned to their apartment with their food, he almost tripped over his own feet.
He could smell it first, the sweet aroma of his omegas’ mutual arousal mixing gently in the air and filling their apartment with the scents of chocolate and citrus. Chan had to use some restraint to stop himself from throwing the food to the floor and blundering through the apartment to find the source. He walked further in, placing the bag of food on the kitchen counter. Then, he could hear it. The lazy wet smacking of kissing sounded from the living room, and Chan knew his omegas must have woken up from their nap.
He walked over, quietly approaching the back of the couch so as to not disturb them, the blood already heading south of his body and filling his cock at what he anticipated.
His omegas were always so beautiful. He admired the way Felix’s brows knitted together as he licked into Jisung’s mouth, a fist in the other omega’s chestnut hair, and how Jisung’s hips were already stuttering and grinding against Felix’s thigh as he held onto Felix’s shirt. Jisung was always so needy, so ready to please. Both of his omegas were so good for him, and he loved that about them.
Chan let his pheromones loose as he knelt behind the couch to announce his return without interrupting the two, resting his face in his hand as he propped an elbow up to watch them. Almost instantly, Jisung let out a whine and pulled away from Felix, the string of saliva that connected them snapping as he moved back onto his elbows over the other omega. Jisung lifted his head to peek at Chan over his shoulder.
“Channie-hyung…” Jisung whispered, rutting his hips down onto Felix again who gasped, a red flush across his face. It brought a smile to Chan’s face.
“Hi, baby,” Chan replied, reaching out to lazily drag his hand over the curves in Jisung’s back. “Don’t let me interrupt.”
Jisung let out another whine as Felix reached up and intertwined his fingers with Chan’s.
“Hyung,” Felix’s deep, breathless voice fired electricity straight down Chan’s abdomen, or maybe it was the way the blonde omega’s dark eyes looked an even darker black when he was overcome with lust, either way it brought Chan to his feet.
“I’m here,” Chan said, circling the couch. His omegas adjusted themselves so that Felix could sit upright to meet Chan with Jisung straddling him. Jisung hungrily kissed and licked along Felix’s neck who looked up at Chan, eyes glazed slightly. The sweet scent of citrus, sweeter with his arousal like it was mixed with melted sugar, grew stronger as Jisung nosed right over Felix’s scent gland, and the blonde’s mouth dropped open slightly. It was the perfect invitation.
Chan bent down, capturing Felix’s mouth with his as he caressed the sweet omega’s face with one hand. He kissed him gently, moving his lips in a slow rhythm and letting their tongues feel every movement as they slid against each other. He heard Jisung, ever needy, whine again before feeling soft, wet lips trail from his jaw straight to his scent gland and aggressively pushing into it.
Chan turned his head, breaking away from Felix and forcing Jisung off, to look at Jisung with an amused grin on his lips.
“Channie-hyung,” Jisung whined again.
“What, baby?” Chan asked. Little hands reached up to pull at Chan’s shirt and pull him down without a response, and he let them. He knelt down again and let Jisung’s nose push back against his neck. Maybe this was why Jisung was so needy. Chan spoiled him, unable to resist his whines so easily.
Felix, having leaned back against the arm of the couch, gripped the beltline of Jisung’s basketball shorts and guided his grind against him, biting his lip and his brow furrowed again. His omegas were so good together. Jisung always so needy, Felix always so ready to give.
Weak, high-pitched moans escaped Jisung as he scented Chan and ground down against Felix, no doubt allowing himself to get scent-drunk over Chan’s alpha pheromones. He was getting too carried away.
Chan reached up and took a fistful of Jisung’s hair and pulled him away from his neck, leaving the omega to stare up at him, panting and heavy-lidded. Chan couldn’t help his amusement.
“Are you the one that started all of this?” Chan asked, letting his eyes wander over Jisung’s face as the omega gathered himself enough to reply. “Did you wake Felix for this?”
“Hyung, please,” Jisung begged, tugging at Chan’s shirt again. Chan held Jisung in place.
“What do you want, Sungie?”
“I want you to fuck me, please,” Jisung breathed. “I want to kiss Felix while you fuck me.” Chan, while he enjoyed this idea, was shocked at how easily the omega admitted it, usually needing a stern threat before caving.
“So eager,” Chan commented, humming as he pulled Jisung closer, leaning into his neck. He nosed Jisung’s scent gland and the omega gasped. He smelt like melted fudge. “Did Lixie get you that excited?” Chan’s hand released Jisung’s hair and it traveled down his back until he could cup his ass. He felt Jisung nodding in response.
“Okay, Sungie,” Chan pulled away, “We can do that, right, Felix?” Felix nodded, his hands already finding their way under Jisung’s shirt and caressing the skin at his sides. Chan stood to take a step toward the other end of the couch when hands stopped him at his belt line, struggling to undo the button of his jeans.
“Woah, Sungie, what’s gotten into you? You’re acting like you’re in heat or something,” Chan chuckled, prying the hands off of his pants and unbuttoning them. He pulled his shirt off with one hand and sat behind Jisung, pulling one of Felix’s legs into his lap.
“It’s not Jisung, it’s just Minho-hyun- '' Felix's voice wavered for a moment, distracted by Jisung’s hungry lips which found their way to his neck again. “He’s about to go into rut. We can smell him. I’m wearing his shirt.” He managed to say before Jisung trailed kisses up to his mouth. Chan hummed in acknowledgement, his hands trailing up Felix’s open knees over his sweatpants.
“Then it’s not just Jisung that feels this way, hm?” Chan didn’t get a verbal response from either omega as they continued passionately kissing each other. He let his hands wander further into Felix’s inner thighs, gently squeezing as he continued further. He let a hand find its way to where he estimated Felix’s clit to be and gently ran a thumb over the area, being rewarded by a sudden jerk in Felix’s legs and a deep groan into Jisung’s mouth.
“Hyung…” Jisung panted, demanding Chan’s attention as he looked over his shoulder. Chan continued running his thumb over Felix’s clit, making Felix’s breathing become uneven.
“I’ll get to you, baby, I promise. Don’t you think Felix needs a little attention, too?” Chan pushed a little harder over Felix’s clit which forced a whimper past Felix’s lips. “See?” Jisung pouted, but didn’t fight him. Chan hooked his fingers over Felix’s sweatpants and tugged them off, fully exposing him.
“Take your shirt off, Jisung,” Chan whispered into Jisung’s ear as his hands gripped Felix’s inner thighs. He quickly obeyed and pulled the t-shirt off of him, being rewarded when one of Chan’s hands guided Jisung’s lips to his. Chan moved his other hand back down to Felix’s pussy, teasing a finger around his entrance. He was already so wet.
Chan broke away from Jisung and rested his chin on his shoulder, looking down at Felix who was gripping Jisung’s hips and fiercely holding his bottom lip between his teeth. Chan pushed his finger in, causing the blonde omega’s jaw to drop and a breathy moan to escape him. Chan could smell the arousal in Jisung’s scent deepening as he watched Felix squirm under him, Chan’s finger slowly moving in and out of him.
“Isn’t our Lixie so pretty for us?” Chan said. Jisung let out a pleased giggle, pushing Minho’s shirt that Felix was wearing up and bunching it as far as it could reach around his collarbones. He ran his hands down the slender omega’s chest and sides. Chan added another finger, but continued to move slowly as he kissed and nipped at Jisung’s shoulder.
“Hyung,” Felix moaned. “Please. Faster.” Jisung giggled again, enjoying watching Felix like this. One of Jisung’s hands reached up and pushed one of Felix’s nipples in a circle. Chan watched and, instead of doing what the omega asked, used his other hand to push against his clit at the same time. Felix let out a moan and dropped his head back against the arm of the couch, gripping Jisung’s shorts even tighter, his chest heaving with short breaths. Chan loved watching his omegas come apart by his hands.
Jisung bent down to kiss along Felix’s neck and Chan looked down at his hands, glistening with how wet Felix was as his fingers disappeared in and out of him. Finally relenting, Chan decided to pump his fingers a little faster, much to the omega’s apparent pleasure. Felix’s legs started to tremble and jerk together, and he let out soft moans to the rhythm of Chan’s movements.
“Aw, Felix is feeling so good,” Jisung cooed. Over Jisung’s shoulder he could see the way Felix’s face was contorted with pleasure. Keeping his rhythm, Chan used his other hand to slowly push Felix’s clit back and forth, forcing a whimper from Felix’s lips that made the bulge in his pants constrict almost painfully against his jeans.
“Oh, fuck, Chan,” Felix groaned, his mouth falling open and Jisung took his opportunity to shove his tongue inside, helping Chan in his mission to pleasure the omega. Felix released his grip on Jisung’s shorts, opting to find a fistful of Jisung’s hair and claw at his back.
Chan slowed his rhythm, withdrew his thumb from his clit, and added a third finger, earning another deep groan from Felix. He pumped his fingers slowly, allowing Felix a moment to get used to the stretch. He leaned down and kissed Felix’s knees and squeezed his inner thighs as he did.
“Channie, please. Mm, fast-” Felix began, but Chan was already ready to continue his work. He thrust his fingers into Felix faster and harder than he had before, slightly rocking the two omegas. His thumb returned to Felix’s clit and he continued his slow rhythm over it with his other hand. Jisung pulled off Felix’s mouth once Felix could no longer focus on kissing him back, having filled his mouth with high-pitched moans. He started down Felix’s neck, running his teeth and nipping against the skin, licking any sore spots in his wake.
“A-ahh, Chan-hyung,” Felix moaned, squeezing his eyes shut. Chan could tell he was getting close, the way his walls were beginning to tighten around his fingers and his knees were beginning to pull together.
“You feel good, Lixie?” Chan hummed, trying to stay focused on his task. Felix’s moans broke into a whimper as he nodded.
“Yes, yes!” Felix’s grip in Jisung’s hair tightened. “Ah, Channie-” Jisung turned his head and decided to bite down around Felix’s neck, and Chan could feel how it pushed Felix over the edge. He tightened around Chan’s fingers and his legs clamped together. “Ah! Jisung!” Felix moaned, his whole core tightening and shuddering under the weight of Jisung straddling his stomach. Chan continued his rhythm, helping Felix through the waves of his climax, until he was begging Chan to stop.
“Channie, Channie, please, Channie,” Felix whimpered. He finally relented and let Felix catch his breath.
“You did so good, Lix,” Chan praised as he raised himself up to kneel on the couch behind Jisung, smiling when he saw Felix’s flushed face, his glazed over eyes lazily meeting his. He grabbed Jisung’s hips and pulled them up until he was also on his knees and pulled his shorts low enough that he could free at least one of Jisung’s legs from them, leaving the shorts to dangle off the other leg. As much as he loved pleasuring his omegas, watching them make out below him and the scent of their arousal filling his senses was testing his self-restraint.
He quickly unzipped and pushed his own pants down and off of him. He reached down and grabbed the back of Jisung’s neck and pushed it down onto Felix’s chest, forcing him to arch his back prettily for him. Jisung let out a shocked whimper.
“Fuck, my omegas are so pretty,” Chan muttered to himself as he slid his cock against Jisung’s wet cunt, coating it with his slick. The omega let out another shocked noise at the unannounced contact. “And now, I’m gonna fuck you, Jisungie. Just like you asked. That’s still what you want, yeah?” Chan lined himself up and gently pushed against Jisung’s entrance.
Jisung vigorously nodded against Chan’s grip on his neck.
“Yes! Please, please, Chan, I want it so badly,” Jisung begged as he spread his knees as far as he could on the couch. And, because Chan always spoils his omegas, he pushed forward into Jisung’s tight heat, making Jisung gasp as he took him in. He held Jisung down as he began to move inside of him, letting him get used to his cock inside and wetting the rest of it. Jisung let out weak, breathy moans every time Chan pushed back in.
“Holy shit, Jisung-ah,” Chan muttered. He was so hot and wet already, there wasn’t any use in trying to loosen him up when he was already so turned on. Chan bucked his hips forward, giving Jisung a single harder thrust to test the waters. The omega squirmed and and moaned in response, so Chan released his grip around his neck.
“Kiss Felix,” Chan ordered, taking hold of Jisung’s hips. Jisung readily propped himself on his elbows, tucking his hands under Felix’s shoulders and leaned forward until their lips met. Felix’s arms flew around Jisung’s neck as he passionately welcomed Jisung in. Chan watched fondly as he held still inside of Jisung, admiring the mess of Felix’s long blonde locks and how Jisung’s tiny waist flared out into his wide shoulders. His hand moved up, squeezing Jisung’s ass lightly as he moved past it, and traced Jisung’s spine lightly. He flattened his palm against the small of his back and started moving again.
Gently, as to not disrupt his omegas, he started rolling his cock in and out of Jisung’s pussy. He didn’t slam back in, not wanting to jostle Jisung too much and make him knock heads, and only gave Jisung about half of his length when he did push in. Still, Jisung had to break the kiss a few times when his mouth dropped open to moan.
“You’re being so good today, Jisung,” Chan cooed through his thrusts. Jisung hummed into Felix’s mouth in response. Felix pulled back, leaving just his tongue to Jisung, and Chan could see them pushing and sliding together. Felix’s lips were red, swollen, and glistening with spit. The sight forced a moan out of him.
“Oh, fuck, you two,” Chan groaned. He gripped both of Jisung’s hips with his hands and pushed in a little deeper as he thrust, still trying not to move Jisung too much. He just needed to feel Jisung around him a little more than halfway. He could handle it.
But Jisung couldn’t. The deeper penetration caused him to grip Felix’s shoulders and drop his focus from their kiss. He rested his forehead on Felix’s shoulder as he lost himself in Chan’s movements as all he could do was moan.
“Don’t stop, Jisung. Kiss Felix. You wanted this,” Chan growled, also beginning to lose his control. He let himself bury his cock completely into Jisung until Chan could feel his ass against his hips.
Jisung gave a weak attempt at obeying as he lifted his head up again, the force of Chan’s thrusts making it hard to keep his head still enough to focus on kissing Felix. He dropped his head onto Felix’s shoulder again.
“Ch-annie, I-ahh,” Jisung babbled. A few high moans escaped him before he tried again. “I can’t, Ch-an hyung,” he moaned again. Chan smirked at the obvious effect he was having on the omega as he fucked him. Felix started kissing and sucking down Jisung’s neck and shoulder.
“That’s okay, baby. You feel so good on my cock, just stay like that,” Chan grunted. He tightened his hold on Jisung’s hips and let himself be rough with the omega, just like he knew Jisung wanted. High pitched moans were punched out of him with every thrust until he let out a choked noise.
Chan looked up to see that Felix had taken off Minho’s shirt and bunched it in front of Jisung’s face, letting him smell the alpha’s pheromones. Felix was also reaching down under Jisung, and he could feel the way Jisung was squeezing around his cock. Felix was playing with Jisung’s clit while Chan continued pumping into him, and Chan could feel Jisung getting close. Felix whispered something into Jisung’s ear, his voice too deep for Chan to make it out. Groans and whines were released into the shirt which devolved into whimpers. Jisung bit into the t-shirt and deepened the arch in his back, letting out muffled whimpers. Chan could feel Jisung squeezing around him as he came, the extra pressure sending him to the edge as well.
Chan groaned as he pulled out and finished down on Felix’s stomach. He panted and looked up to see his omegas kissing each other gently. He smiled. He leaned down to kiss the swell of Jisung’s ass before pulling his shorts off his other leg. Jisung sat back on his heels, giving Chan room to use his shorts to clean Felix off.
“How was that, baby?” Chan asked leaning down to give Jisung a kiss. Jisung hummed happily into it. When Chan pulled away, he could see the damage Felix did to Jisung’s neck and shoulder as dark red and purple spots decorated him. “Oh, Minho isn’t going to like that.”
Jisung, suddenly pulled from his daze, straightened and a hand flew to cover his neck, glaring at Felix.
"You left marks?" Jisung shouted. Felix smiled cheekily and sat up to wrap his arms around Jisung's waist.
"You liked it, though," Felix murmured, leaning forward to silently ask for more kisses. Jisung scoffed and pushed him back lightly before he scrambled off of Felix's lap to sit on the couch instead.
"Well- uh!" He exasperatedly threw his hands up, not denying the pleasure that shot through him. "You're the one wearing that shirt! You knew exactly what you were doing!"
"Oh, Minho-hyung won't be mad about it since it was just sweet little me who left them," Felix reasoned as he framed his face with his hands and batted his eyelashes cutely. Jisung bit his lip, considering.
"Maybe, you're right. It's not another alpha who left these... okay, yeah. Maybe it'll be fine!" Jisung clasped his hands together hopefully. Chan traced a finger over Jisung's right shoulder.
"Maybe, but he definitely won't like the ones I left," Chan commented. Jisung jumped and twisted his body to look over his shoulder where Chan's finger was. He pulled the skin as he examined himself and saw two pink hickeys there. He made a loud, annoyed shrieking noise as he spotted them.
"Chan! Oh, come on!" Jisung groaned. Chan and Felix giggled.
"Sorry, Hannie, I couldn't help myself," Chan apologized, smiling and not really sorry as he picked up their discarded clothes. When he reached for Minho's shirt, wet with Jisung's drool, Jisung's hands flew out to stop him.
"Wait, I want that," Jisung said, grabbing Chan's wrist. He took the shirt from Chan's hand, glared at him, and stood.
"I'm taking a shower - to get your alpha stink off of me." Jisung pointed an accusing finger at Chan.
"Me, too!" Felix sang, hopping up. Jisung glared at Chan all the way until he reached the hallway, where he started glaring at Felix who kissed Chan before running up to his side.
"Minho knows you don't belong to just him!" Chan called from the living room. "No matter how much he acts like it! And don't forget I brought home food!"
Jisung pulled a giggling Felix into his room and slammed the door.