Sunday Funday (Xiumin/Seh (1/1)

Word Count: 1856Summary: pwp. minseok's not sure if his friends do this often but he's glad he's been invitedNotes: i have no excuses for this. caused by leonda on tlist. blame everything on her. there’s a warm hand snaking lower and lower when minseok’s rather rudely awoke on sunday morning. his half groan turns into a name when he manages to crack an eye open. “sehun?”sehun’s grin is wicked in the morning light. “morning, hyung,” he whispers like it’s normal that he’s in minseok’s apartment at god knows what time with his hand on minseok’s dick.“what the fuck?” he mumbles, confused.“it’s sunday,” sehun says simply.“what does that even mean?” his brain hasn’t quite caught up to events, especially when the head of his dick is creating a tent in his sheets.“it means it’s funday,” another familiar voice answers. minseok’s barely turned his head in shock at the newcomer when tao swoops down to kiss the breath out of him. tao’s mouth is warm and wet and all minseok can think about is his morning breath because it’s fucking sunday morning.apparently sehun doesn’t like to be ignored, so he twists his wrist and it shoots pleasure through minseok’s body, hips jerking up and lashes fluttering shut; his moan’s swallowed by tao, who takes and takes, slotting his head to the side.cold fingers slip under his overlarge shirt and his eyes fly open. he’s gradually coming to accept the idea that apparently all his friends have agreed on some sort of orgie early morning but he’s too sleepy and turned on to care. they’ll talk later. minseok sort of mumbles a question but it’s really muffled by tao.tao finally gets off his mouth and scrapes his teeth across minseok’s jaw. his head automatically tilts up to give tao better access to his throat and he finally remembers his question when luhan pinches his nipple. “how the fuck did all of you guys even get in?” he gasps out, trying to hold on the bits of slipping sanity.there’s a voice coming from under his sheets and when the fuck did sehun slip under the covers? “luhan hyung memorized your passcode,” the younger answers just moments before what he assumes is sehun’s tongue licks delicately at the tip of his dick.i wore pants to sleep last night, right? flies across his mind but now minseok’s not even sure because his night shirt is off and luhan’s sucking at a hard nipple and tao’s muttering something in mandarin that has luhan glancing up at the chinese boy with dark eyes.there’s little whimpering noises and cut off breathes that fill the room and it doesn’t really register to minseok that all those noises are coming from him. there’s so much going on and he’s still not really fully awake. it’s being all jumbled together with sehun going after his dick like a lollipop and wow, tao and luhan look really hot making out not 6 inches in front of him. is this something that his friends normally do?by now, his sheets are shoved at the foot of his bed and he has full view of sehun sucking in his cheeks with his fingers speared through sehun’s dark hair. for some reason his mind sticks on the fact that it’s actually brown now and he mumbles that he likes the color, sehun glancing up at him. sehun says something that he thinks might be a thanks but it just causes vibrations around his dick and he has to concentrate not to fuck his dick into the tallest’s mouth. sehun can’t quite get all of his cock inside, so whatever isn’t in his mouth he wraps a hand around. it’s slick from sehun’s saliva and he pumps slowly like he knows exactly how to suck cock. he’s gasping sehun’s name, heat coiling low in his stomach, and he’s delirious, “sehunsehunsehun i’m going to come, oh god, sehun.” sehun pops off his dick with a obscene pop and he really doesn’t like the look on sehun’s face. when did sehun lose his pants? was he even wearing any when this started? “not yet, hyung.” sehun’s hand wraps around the base of his cock and that fucker knows. minseok’s growling when a small bottle gets shoved into minseok’s hand. “finger me, hyung,” sehun demands, straddling across minseok’s torso.it seems like luhan and tao are amusing themselves by having their hands down each other’s pants and minseok doesn’t even know where to look. they look like they’re fighting for something and someone’s lip has already busted open because there’s a bit of blood smeared on their lips. when they break apart, they go at each other, hands frantically going for their clothes until everyone is stark naked. there’s still a lot of questions to be asked but minseok honestly doesn’t give a fuck anymore. he just needs to fuck or be fucked.minseok scrabbles to pour lube on his fingers but in his haste, too much comes out and a generous amount falls onto his torso, sehun whimpering. he hisses at the coldness of the lube on his chest but then luhan drags his fingers through the mess and he doesn’t seem to have any qualms about the temperature because luhan’s winks at minseok and his hand disappears behind him.minseok doesn’t really have to guess what happens when luhan’s face twists and he groans, cock twitching. “shit shit shit,” tao mutters, snatching the bottle out of minseok’s hand and he’s rubbing the gel around. sehun whines at minseok, reminding him why he gave minseok the lube in the first place. sehun knows exactly what he wants because he scoots up and grabs minseok’s wrist, guiding his hand to where he wants minseok’s fingers to be.“fuck, sehun,” minseok hisses, index finger circling around sehun. “yes, yes, that’s what i want, so hurry up,” the little shit begs, asshole fluttering at minseok’s teasing. minseok squints up at sehun’s audacity, just slipping in the tip of finger. sehun’s moan is downright dirty and his mouth falls open.“what if jongin saw you right now?” that comes from tao and sehun’s eyes snap open. “not the first time he’s seen me begging for dick,” sehun snaps back and holy shit, it’s like a whole new world is opening up to minseok.tao’s face wrinkles in disgust but minseok can see the desire in his eyes when he moves off minseok. his hands wrap around sehun’s waist and he easily manhandles the gangly boy around, off minseok’s torso and to his right. sehun’s protests are cut short when tao tugs him down with a simple command of “suck.”tao hisses when minseok slips two fingers back into sehun, his answering moan muffled by the dick in his mouth. unlike minseok, tao doesn’t have any issues about sehun and earnestly starts fucking into sehun’s mouth, sehun going limp. minseok introduces a third finger and slowly starts spreading them, fingers looking for that bundle of nerves.when minseok glances over to luhan, the other’s got 3 fingers in himself and he’s watching the whole scene unfold before him with lidded eyes. he catches minseok’s eye and and smirks, minseok gulping.he crawls back and minseok has just a moment to understand what he’s about to do when he lines minseok’s dick up to his ass. “lu-” he gets out before tosses his head back to moan when luhan sinks down, their moans loud.“fuck yes,” luhan breathes, waiting for his body to adjust to minseok’s dick inside him. it’s clear that luhan’s impatient and starts moving, his dick bouncing with every slick noise. on his right, sehun’s clenching around his fingers, slipping in and out a bit due to tao. tao’s grunting as he’s grabbing onto sehun’s hair and practically singing praises about sehun’s cock sucking ability. he lets out one last hissed “fuck” before he stills, dick all the way in sehun and sehun clenches hard around minseok as tao comes down his throat.little ‘ah’s are spilling out of luhan’s red and swollen lips and he meets minseok halfway, obscene sounds of skin slapping just making minseok piston his hips up harder. luhan’s so tight, even after prepping himself and it just feels like he’s sucking minseok in.it’s not long before luhan’s convulsing around minseok, ass all the way to minseok’s hips, coming hard. his spunk lands on minseok’s stomach and his tired smile is so, so satisfied when he climbs off minseok’s dick to recover at the side of minseok’s bed. minseok’s still hard, so fucking close the he groans, hoping that luhan will come back or something but luhan’s gotten real comfortable with minseok’s bed.“my turn,” sehun’s growling, pushing tao down. tao falls with an ‘oof!’ and he goes rigid when sehun’s thin finger pushes past the ring of muscles.“sehun!” tao’s voice pitches higher than minseok thought he could have ever reached and minseok props himself up his elbow, watching the two youngest.sehun takes care of tao as much as tao took care for him, quickly working 3 fingers into tao, who’s writhing from oversensitivity on the sheets. he’s already scissoring tao, ignoring tao’s half hearted protests.he wastes no time, pulling out his fingers and lining up the head of his dick. “sehun, you know that i’m sensi--” tao screams, cut off when sehun pushes in.“i’ll wait,” sehun gives him and true to his word, he leans over tao and leaves a soft peck on his lips. it’s oddly contrasting, watching sehun leave gentle kisses across tao’s sweaty forehead with his hips lined up to tao’s.sehun’s full of tricks when he looks over at minseok just watching. “hyung,” is all he needs to say before minseok gets what he means. his little asswiggling is another clue that has tao moaning.luhan half gives a hand when he carefully pulls another condom onto minseok’s dick, too lazy to do much else. minseok comes up from behind sehun and asks, “are you sure, sehun?”“yes, i’m sure i want your dick inside me, hyung.” sehun’s reply is just as snarky as always and it’s all minseok needs before he guides the head of his dick inside.their groans and moans mingle, sehun pushed into tao and tao pushed up the headboard.sehun doesn’t give himself time to adjust before he’s pushing himself backwards onto minseok and he’s out of tao.“you’re so impatient,” minseok gasps into sehun’s ear and he’s thrusting his hips forward.minseok’s hips slam into sehun’s ass and sehun’s dick slides wetly into tao. the sounds are hot and obscene, mandarin and korean curses moaned out. it’s not long before minseok lets out a last moan, coming into the condom.white sparks across his closed eyelids as sehun rides through minseok’s orgasm and milks it out. he’s just coming down from his high when sehun clenches hard and orgasms, barely giving tao a warning.luhan’s helpful, tying up condoms and tossing them into minseok’s sidebin when they all flop down onto minseok’s bed, sweaty limbs too hot and limp.his chest is still heaving when sehun turns his head to look at the eldest and smiles. “sunday funday.”minseok could get used to this.