Third Wheel

"Your name might have come up in our bed

a couple of times, too."

SYNOPSIS

It would be wrong if you were attracted to one of your best friends since they are in a relationship, but you don't know what the protocol is when you have the hots for both of them.

Content Warning & Disclaimer

You’d known them for years. The it couple making bitches die of jealousy, and rightfully so. Both criminally gorgeous, the life of every party, and madly in love with each other.

Hyunjin and Christopher.

You had been the third wheel to the duo since forever to the extent that it was the recurring punchline of throuple jokes. It was always ‘Hyun, Chris, and Peach’, or HyunPeachTopher. 

When the peach talk happened, it was actually the farthest context from being risqué. You were just peeling some in the kitchen to make parfait, and all of a sudden Hyunjin picked one up and showed it to Chris going, “Hey, doesn’t this remind you of her ass?” When Chris acknowledged, you blushed so hard that they started teasing you with this every chance they got. 

And the name stuck.

Your best friends, your shoulders to cry on, your partners in crime, and all that jazz, but you would be lying if you said they never inappropriately popped up in your head when you were playing solo.

Who wouldn’t, though? It was like being friends with the classiest pornstars. 

You had a complicated relationship with them because while you loved them both to death, they were also… awakening things in you. Separately and together. Things that you were not willing to admit out loud. 

And you had to live your life as if you weren’t hardcore lusting after them.

It was worse every time they were engaging in public displays of affection, especially when inhibitions were low. They kissed like no one was watching them. They touched each other as indecently as it could get, just grabbing, groping, squeezing to their hearts’ content, loving each other however the fuck they wanted for everyone to watch.

It was a particularly hazy night in the club when you watched Chris finger Hyunjin on the dancefloor, and it changed you forever.

On the brink of Monday turning into Tuesday, you were hanging out with Hyunjin at their place, getting high as fuck from the bong she made out of an apple when Chris came home.

“Oh, look, it’s my other girlfriend,” Chris quipped after kissing Hyunjin, then plopped down on the couch between you two, “Can I please get a kiss from you this time?”

“You can get a PG peck on the cheek,” you uttered while stretching your legs over his thighs.

“You’re mean, peach,” he snatched the apple from your hands and took a long hit, “I’ll get that kiss sooner or later. Mark my words.”

“Whatevs dude,” you pretended he didn’t just give you a horrible case of butterflies and addressed Hyunjin, “Haven’t you made any plans for this guy’s birthday? It’s literally tomorrow.”

The duo shared a knowing look with each other, and you saw Chris break into a smirk.

“We kinda thought of something, yeah,” he threw his arm over the backrest of the couch towards you, “but we decided to keep it low-key this year. Just us.”

“Aw, man! I won’t be able to smash a cake into your face this year?” you protested a lot louder than a person in your faded state should.

“You know us includes you, peach,” Hyunjin softly corrected you.

“Oh,” you grabbed the pack of gummy bears on the coffee table and started searching for the lemon-flavored ones, “Okay? What’s the plan?”

“Well, it does involve your active participation,” Chris casually uttered while dipping his fingers into your gummy bears, and earned himself a death glare.

“You want me to bake the cake I’m gonna slap your stupid face with?”

They both burst out laughing at your psychotic antics, and Chris continued with his nonsplanation.

“You see, there is something she’s been wanting to try for the longest time,” he settled for the apple-flavored candies, “So have I.” 

“Get to the fucking point, Crispy,” you hissed, getting annoyed at how he was dragging the shit out of the suspense.

Hyunjin finally put an end to it for you, but you weren’t sure if satisfying your morbid curiosity was the better option because you almost choked on that damn gummy bear.

“I want to watch him fuck someone.”

The picture your imagination instantly sketched for you was so terribly hot that your brain was fried. Chris rawdogging somebody right in front of Hyunjin just because she wanted to ‘hothusband’ her boyfriend and touching herself to the sight until she came to it. You were internally combusting, but on the outside, all you did was cackle to mask your nervous breakdown.

“So, what, do you want me to find you a girl or something?”

“No, I want you to spread your legs for him,” your best friend in the world leisurely smiled.

There were no other words to properly describe what you were feeling besides stunned. 

You were quite literally dissolving, but you were extremely self-conscious at the same time. One word that insinuated your true feelings about them when they didn’t mean anything even remotely related to that, and you would have to leave the country. When you didn’t say anything, Chris felt the need to spell this out for you.

“She wants to watch me fuck you, peach.”

Yes, he confirmed it. You were hearing him confirm it, but your brain was refusing to cooperate. Did you accidentally smoke an entire tree or something because there was no fucking way this was real.

“Is this one of my wet dreams again?” you quietly spoke, looking right at him with suspicious squinted eyes.

“So you see wet dreams about us, huh?” he launched his dimples for you.

“Did I fucking say that out loud?!”

They were having the time of their lives dying of laughter, whereas for you, this was the peach thing all over again but infinity times worse.

“Your name might have come up in our bed a couple of times, too,” Chris placed one hand on your leg and started caressing you.

What the fuck was happening right now? Why were they talking about you? While they were fucking for that matter? What were they saying to each other?

Why were you mortified and extremely turned on at the same time?

All Chris was doing was sliding his hand up and down your legs, but you were already soaking yourself. His eyes did not leave yours at all, and you were staring at him like you were spellbound.

“Kiss her, baby,” Hyunjin finally whispered into his ear while looking right into your eyes.

And all hell broke loose.

He took one look at his girlfriend and didn’t even hesitate to lean into your lips. You had absolutely no willpower to even flinch, asking him what the fuck he was doing because you had wanted to kiss him for such a long time. Your lust levels were alarmingly high, but it was so tender at the same time. He was kissing you like he was exploring you. Gentle. Slow. Deep.

Did it stop you from feeling self-conscious? Absolutely not. Hyunjin was right there for fuck’s sake, but despite everything, you couldn’t seem to stop. You had daydreamed about this an embarrassing number of times. Chris managed to hypnotize you with a single kiss, and you felt nothing more than a marionette under his control.

“Told you. Sooner or later,” he kissed your nose, “Come to the bed with me.”

As he pulled you up from your wrists, you looked at Hyunjin for some kind of confirmation, and she looked excited rather than upset, eyes gleaming with pure enthusiasm. Something you’d never seen before in her. She encouragingly held your hand and followed you to the bedroom. 

When you passed the threshold of their most intimate space, you didn’t know what to do. It still felt somewhat awkward. Hyunjin read the worry in your eyes, brushed your hair from your face, and kissed your cheek.

“Are you nervous, peach?”

“I’m– I just– I don’t know what–”

“Look at me.”

Hyunjin lifted your chin up and met your gaze. Your best friend. That you had to resist looking at that way for as long as you had to keep yourself in check about her boyfriend.

“We both want this so much, and I think you want us, too,” she reassuringly smiled at you, “Or did I read years’ worth of signals horribly wrong?”

“No, I do!” you answered in panic, embarrassingly quick for that matter. 

You were trying to calculate the amount of potential awkwardness to follow when everyone sobered up the morning after, but Hyunjin looked so happy to hear you say that, effectively erasing a large portion of your reservations.

“Relax, okay?” she placed a chaste kiss on your cheek and guided you to the bed, “Just let him make you feel good.”

“Just so you know, I’ll make love to you some other night,” Chris took his t-shirt off and immediately changed the atmosphere of the room, “Tonight we’re straight up fucking.”

You laughed on the outside, but his wording caught your attention. Some other night. 

So this was going to happen again?

You took in his sight first, admiring his absolutely beautiful body on full display for you. About to ravage you. This magnificent man leaned down to kiss you long and deep, hovering over you on their bed. He was touching you exactly in the same way he always touched Hyunjin while she was nestled right there to your left.

“Feel me,” he guided your hand inside his boxers.

You felt his girth under your touch for the first time ever. Deliciously thick. Rock hard. Throbbing in your palm. You were feeling like a virgin again. He discarded the huge shirt you were wearing, and while it wasn’t like he had never seen your mostly bare torso before, you still felt way too vulnerable.

“Remember the night we went to the rooftop pool at night?” he brushed his thumbs over your breasts, “It was chilly. These were looking right at me the whole time. I almost ripped your bikini off you to suck on them.”

After giving a few lazy pumps to his hardened cock, his precum started to pool around his slit, and you watched him collect all of it to smear all around your nipples.

“Now I can do anything I want.”

Imagining it was something, but experiencing Chris on your skin was something else entirely. When you closed your eyes, the sensation magnified to such an extent that you could practically feel his licks on your clit.

“Do you think about me at all?” he lifted his body up and kissed your neck, “Do I show up in your fantasies, too?”

“You… might have,” you murmured.

“Shh, no mights. We’re only speaking our truths tonight,” he caressed your cheeks, “Did you know Hyunjin roleplays to be you sometimes?”

WHAT?

Never. Never in your wildest dreams would you be able to produce such an insane scenario. They were the couple to lust after. They were the people to fantasize about. 

They… always had been.

“We pretend I’m fucking you while she’s in the next room. It makes her cum so hard,” Chris laughed wrapping his arms around your thighs, “Sometimes we call each other by your name when we’re particularly horny for you.”

Was he trying to murder you or something? 

He wasn’t doing anything else besides sharing their most outrageous bedroom secrets with you, but every sentence was making you moan like you were getting your wits fucked out of you, complete music to Chris’ ears. To top it all off, Hyunjin was giggling on your side seeing how much this whole thing seemed to affect you.

“Seems like you like the idea as much as she does,” he caressed your pussy over your shorts, then hovered over you on the bed, “She knows how much I want you, but she’s actually worse than me. She’s not above admitting she imagines you when I go down on her sometimes.”

The topic of the conversation was not some random person. It was your friend. It was your annoyingly beautiful best friend that kept visiting your fantasies being indecent as fuck every time you touched yourself, and her gorgeous boyfriend you had the fattest crush on was telling you she wanted you while he was between your legs.

You clenched so hard.

You looked at Hyunjin utterly incredulous, but she was neither embarrassed nor in denial. If anything, she was shamelessly acknowledging it. You were having a hard time processing how the hell you were so damn blind to this all this time. Why didn’t they show it at all?

“I felt that,” Chris brazenly grinned at you, “You fantasize about her too, don’t you?”

Well, since you were only speaking your truths tonight…

“I do.”

“Have you thought about us together at all?”

“Yes.”

“What do you think about, baby?” he peppered wet kisses all over your thighs, “Tell me.”

In all those times you knew him, you had addressed each other with a bunch of names, but this was the first time Chris called you baby.

Why did it affect you so?

You closed your eyes to teleport to the deepest corners of your imagination and answered him.

“I think about you fucking me when I go down on her.”

Hyunjin was dying next to you. She had to get some friction, otherwise she was going to start clawing walls.

“You know what I think about?” Chris began painting you a picture, “You wake up in the middle of the night to me eating your pussy. I make you cum, then we start fucking. Hyun wakes up to the sounds we make right next to her and rides your face.”

And now you were dying. They were both fucking demons. Period.

“Look how much you’re soaking yourself. You enjoy this as much as I do,” he softly chuckled while sliding your underwear down your legs, and handed it to Hyunjin, “Here. Now you get to know what she tastes like.”

Hyunjin got more comfortable on the bed, one hand caressing her pussy and teasing her entrance, the other holding your drenched underwear in a firm grip, licking the area you stained over and over again.

“You actually knew, didn’t you? This whole time,” Chris stole your attention again, “You knew how bad we wanted you.”

“I didn’t!”

“Don’t play coy with me.”

“I really didn’t!”

It was so obvious how satisfied he was with his teasing, but he was getting impatient himself. His hands wrapped around your thighs tighter, and he gave you only two seconds’ notice before decimating you.

“You can imagine I’m Hyunjin if you want.”

Nothing could have possibly prepared you to brace for the impact. A single drag of his tongue on your pussy with your clit as the final destination. Torturously slow swirls around it. Kisses as soft as they could get, yet your reaction was violently visceral as if your entire body was dipped in molten lava. You instinctively held Hyunjin’s hand, and she dropped everything to kiss your shoulders. Your collarbones. Your neck. They were both ripping your soul away from you, and all it took was one blink of an eye. When you closed them, it was Hyunjin. When you opened them, it was Chris. 

You were ascending.

“We were right to call you peach. You taste like one, too,” Chris’ quiet chuckle reverberated throughout your whole body, “So ripe and soft. So juicy.”

He was tasting you deep, and you were in dire need to hold onto something. You started touching Hyunjin on your left. Her perky breasts. Hardened nipples. Her smooth skin infecting you further with terminally lethal amounts of lust. You felt so empty when Chris’ warmth disappeared no matter how briefly.

“This is Hyunjin’s favorite dildo. See how it has double edges?” he showed you a toy, “She loves pegging me while fucking herself.” 

So it was firmly established that you were going to die tonight. You let out an involuntary albeit embarrassingly loud moan at the mental image because the reality was so much fucking hotter than your worst fantasies.

“Let’s stretch you with this a little first.”

Which tip was that? The one inside Hyunjin? Inside Chris? 

Who the fuck cared, you wanted it both all the same.

“Oh, baby, you’re soaked,” Chris bit into his smile, “Look how fucking easily it slides in.”

He was so lazy with his movements, pushing the dildo inside slowly until it reached a dead end inside you while sucking on your clit. The man of your dreams. The woman of your dreams. In the same room. In the same bed. Pleasuring you. You were on the brink of having a brutal seizure induced by desire overdose, and you kept repeating the same thing inside.

This is how he fucks Hyunjin.

This is how he licks Hyunjin.

This is how he loves Hyunjin.

And now he was loving you.

“I meant what I said today. You are my other girl. Always have been,” he placed a small kiss on your pussy, then hovered over your body, “I’m your man, too.”

You didn’t know what to do with this information. For years you all would joke about it, and while a part of you always felt so happy even in the form of a joke, you never thought you’d see the day it would become reality.

And now that he was right in front of your face, you had nowhere to hide.

“Chris, you d— “

“Shh,” he immediately stopped your obvious overthinking, “I wanna hear you call me baby. Tell me to kiss you.” 

If the other alternative was to jump off that window, you would seriously consider taking it. You thickly swallowed trying to muster a bit of courage, and then felt Hyunjin’s hand squeezing yours like an encouraging nudge.

“Kiss me, baby.”

Your voice came out so tiny, but Chris’ eyes lit up like a Christmas tree. He looked so happy whereas your cheeks were about to get a second-degree burn. He granted your wish with a prolonged press of his lips against yours, then reassumed his position between your legs but on his knees this time. You felt his tip on your entrance, then he slid right inside, bottoming out with complete ease.

“You being this wet can only mean one thing,” he seriously uttered, “How long have you wanted to fuck me?”

“Stop saying shit like that!” you buried your face into Hyunjin’s neck.

“Are you embarrassed?” his laughter melted into Hyunjin’s, “I’m balls deep inside you, but you’re embarrassed by words?”

“It’s okay,” Hyunjin held your face and looked at you with her beautiful smile, “I’m right here.”

The moment she kissed you for the first time was when Chris started moving inside you. Faster pace compared to his endless teasing the entire night, getting clearly impatient for something more. You were moaning into Hyunjin’s mouth with his quickening rhythm, and Chris was rapidly descending to the depths of insanity with how tight you were around him.

“Fucking sloppy,” he hissed with furrowed brows, “Does it feel as good as you imagined?”

“Much better.”

“Look at what she’s doing watching us.” 

When you looked down, you saw Hyunjin fucking herself with the dildo Chris fucked you with. As if that view wasn’t enough, she was drooling while watching you two, and that was the moment your most carnal urges possessed you entirely. You were so hungry for her but just didn’t know where to start ravaging her. Like she was able to read your mind, she placed your hand between her legs.

“This is how wet you get me.”

And feeling how her pussy was flowing a river was the last goddamn straw for you.

“Fucking sit on my face.”

Hyunjin beamed when she heard those words like she’d been waiting for you to say this. Her inner thighs were soaked with her slick, driving you crazier with the sight. Once she comfortably settled over you, you held onto her thighs and started licking her clean. It was impossible to let her go when she made those high-pitched sounds every time you dragged your tongue on her, moaning her lungs out when you latched your lips on her clit, sucking her soul out of her.

“How–How do I taste?”

“Fuck you. Even your pussy is fucking perfect.”

You were finally pleasuring the goddess herself. While getting fucked by the god you’d been worshipping. All that was heard in the room for some time was a jumble of moans mixing together, delirious pleasure consuming every single one of you.

“Are you close, Hyun?”

“YES!”

“I can’t hold back much longer,” Chris panted behind Hyunjin and demanded, “Do the thing you always wanted to do. She’ll love it.”

Hyunjin lifted her body up a measure, then shoved her fingers inside your mouth to get them properly wet.

“Stick your tongue out for me. I have a surprise for you.”

You watched her fervently finger herself over you until she violently snapped and squirted all over your face. Chris’s cock was grazing against your engorged walls all the while, frantic thrusts pushing you towards a mindnumbing orgasm, and with Hyunjin’s essence dripping down your cheeks, you were about to pass out of sheer arousal.

“Aren’t you one lucky birthday boy?” Hyunjin kissed Chris and lowered herself on your cunt, “Let’s get you creampied, peach. Moan his name when you cum. He loves it.”

It was everything you could ever ask for and then some. Hyunjin’s licks on your clit while Chris was breaking you in half induced a pure rapture in you, and you came like you’d never cum before crying out Chris’ name as if that was the only thing left in your vocabulary. He tried his utmost best to hold back at least until you rode out your high, but it was simply impossible when you were clenching hard around him like that. You felt how warm his seed was inside you, filling you up to the brim and giving you an odd sense of completion. Hyunjin  hugging you on your left, Chris collapsing on your right, you were floating on cloud nine in unmitigated bliss.

Utter mess. Cum. Spit. Sweat. Everywhere. You didn’t care. You had never felt this satisfied and happy in your life. When your feet finally touched the ground, your eyes darted to the clock on the wall showing way past midnight.

“Happy birthday, Crispy,” you ruffled his damp hair with a fucked out smile.

“I do get to make a wish, right?”

“Still?” you widened your eyes at the audacity, “I think this was worth like ten wishes, but I digress. What does his highness want?” 

Chris held Hyunjin’s hand on your torso, then asked with a softness in his eyes you’d never seen before.

“Tell me you love me.”

Your heart skipped a beat. It wasn’t like you never said 143 to each other, but this time you knew in what context he was asking this without a shred of doubt.

“Say it,” Hyunjin encouraged you with a kiss on your shoulder, “I know you feel it, peach. Say it.”

You looked into Chris’ large eyes waiting expectantly and gave him the present he had apparently been expecting for some time.

“I love you.”

“What did we say about what to call me?”

“I love you, baby,” you emphasized with an utterly deadpan voice, which threw him into a giggle fit.

“Give me some time to recuperate,” he jumped from the bed grabbing the empty water bottle on the nightstand, “We can go harder for round two, right?”

You and Hyunjin let out soft chuckles as Chris disappeared towards the kitchen. When your eyes met hers, she stole a kiss from your lips.

“Well, I don’t need time to recuperate,” she uttered while disappearing between your legs, no sign of a smile to be found on her face, “Share his cum with me.”

You were still so sore from being vehemently ravished, but who could say no to Hyunjin? You deprived yourself of your sight to feel her more intensely as she slurped on your oozing cunt, collecting as much of her man’s cum in her mouth so that she could show you how much more delicious the taste was when he was mixed with you.

There was so much to think about. So many unanswered questions. But they were going to have to wait for some other night.

One wheel at a time.

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