End of Chapter 17

"Yeah," she hissed out, nudged Sieon to leave, but he remained inside her cock throbbing with his incoming orgasm. "Spilt it down my shirt," she tugged at the material, tried not to think about the way the fabric rubbed against hardened, sensitive nipples.

"I drank too much alcohol," he groaned, holding his head, "Can I have a cup?" And now she knew the reason for his stupidity. She could almost hear the chuckle from behind her, Sieon hiding a laugh in her hair. She pushed her glass to him just as Sieon rolled his hips. He never had the intention of stopping.

"Yeah," she whimpered just as Sieon rammed into her, concealed under a swoon for her and a rub of his face against her hair. She shivered, toes curling as his cock rubbed against the sensitive parts of her, splitting her folds open.

It was then that MinJae entered, bouncing into the room, with a tune on his lips. But he paused at the door, and they all froze as his eyes surveyed the room. He raised a brow just as Oliver gulped down the drink, thirsty for more, momentarily distracted by the scene. But MinJae was not drunk, he was never drunk. He had the highest tolerance in the team, and could outdrink almost anyone.

Fuck.

His eyes travelled to her face, then to Sieon's and she shuddered with awareness at how thick Sieon's cock was between her thighs. He caught her gaze, hooded lids zeroing on her face and she tried to smile back. He must know. The flowers in his hair fluttered with a phantom breeze as if in answer to her questions.

"I want some too," MinJae nodded, leaning against the door, full lips twisting into a smirk. Sieon stepped back pulling out of her slowly. The gig was up and they both knew it. If they were lucky they could escape unscathed and free. "Aren't you two particularly chummy today?"

"I'm always all around her," Sieon grinned and accepted the excuse to push forward to wrap his arms around her and sink deeper into the cunt. She choked back a sob as he stuffed himself full within her, hid heavy breathing behind a feigned groan of annoyance.

"What the fuck are you doing?" she hissed behind her palm and he smirked.

"Play along they won't know, they're drunk."

"MinJae's not drunk, look at him!"

"He's a little drunk," Sieon assured her, "look at his eyes and how dilated they are."

"They're always dilated with me!"

"Stop whispering you two," Oliver lamented. "Feels like you're hiding a secret."

"Nah, he's just being stupid," she let out a chuckle, felt Sieon twitching within her as his hands steadied on her waist. "He's betting with me on whether or not you're drunk." It was better to state a truth when in the midst of a lie.

"Everything is spinning," Oliver agreed with a moan, and she felt bad now.

"Maybe MinJae can take you to bed?" she almost begged. She was an asshole that would rather fuck her soulmate than care for her drunk sick one. The two shot her a look and seemed confused as their eyes darted from Sieon and to her.

"Fuck no, I'm not leaving you with Sieon," MinJae shook his head. "He's dangerous when drunk."

"He'll fuck you once we're out of sight," Oliver laughed, "and I'm fine, nothing I can't handle. I've experienced worse." The cheer in his voice fell, and dropped an octave into hazardous territories. "I'd prefer staying here, watching you."

And she paled at his words. So they did know. She squirmed, felt the need to tell the truth and apologise but Sieon didn't seem to care, because with skilled precision he began to grind into her in shallow thrusts, continuing with his fucking as if it were the last thing he could do on this Earth.

Goddamn it.

Maybe, they didn't know.

"You're right," Sieon agreed, a gleeful tone in his voice as he wrapped his arms around her to conceal his actions. She squeezed tight around him with Kegels and he coughed. "No, you're wrong. I'll take care of her. You can go puke in the bathroom or something Liv. No need to worry about me."

But instead of leaving, the two leaned against the counter. MinJae took the cup from her to sip slowly, staring at her with darkness in their eyes. Oliver took her hand, seemed pretty damn innocent when he began the small talk.

"Didn't like the movie did you?" Oliver teased, smile so bright he radiated innocence and sunshine.

"Wasn't the movie, you were arguing," she answered, trying to keep her voice steady.

"Oversleeping spots," MinJae smirked, toying with his rings, but his eyes remained focussed on her face. "It was an important discussion."

"Actually, it wasn't about the topic." At this point, she didn't know what the fuck she was talking about, consumed by twirl of Sieon's cock. "The alcohol was just too spicy for me—"

She gasped out just as Sieon bottomed out again, hiding his thrusts behind a careful snuggle, his head against her throat. She tried to conceal her shaking pleasure, bringing the water to her lips but choked around her cup when his fingers darted down to her clit, playing at the hood. His cock was pulsating within her, twitching for release and she felt her own orgasm growing close. It took everything inside her not to sob.

"Stop bothering her mate," MinJae snapped, and she was quite certain now that he didn't know, because why would he keep quiet about it?

"Can't help it," Sieon groaned, "I literally can't take my hands off her." His fingers circled her clit, forcing her orgasm to rise and her pleasure to peak. She gripped the counter, tried to remain calm as his hips rammed against hers. She could almost hear the slaps of his pelvis against her bottom.

"Right," Oliver rolled his eyes, and she thought he'd caught her finally then when he snorted. He strode towards them turning around the counter and she almost came when he stepped closer, her heart pounding in her chest. But Casper called his name then and he stopped, and so did Sieon. "A minute!" he shouted back, then turned to her. "Give me a kiss baby."

He leaned forward stealing her lips and she felt the moan muffle in his mouth just as Sieon took the chance. His hands strummed her clit, hips jerking into her until she felt a rush of pleasure shake through her system, quick and steady as she held down the spasms as best as she could.

She was cumming all over Sieon's embedded cock just as she kissed her unknowing soulmate. The orgasm was washing all over her, white flooded her vision until her insides were twitching and convulsing. Her muscles ached and burned as she tried to keep still and she hid her whines against the hungry kisses.

It seemed to work because Oliver parted from her with a teasing bite of her lip, his gaze sultry as if he thought she was just being particularly sensual. He left them, exiting the kitchen quickly just as she stood shaking and hiding her heaving breath behind her palm. Her thighs were slippery with her release. MinJae seemed to turn, setting the cup down but before he left he spun to glare at the both of them, leaning against the counter.

"So," he began, "fucking in the open is your kink now?"

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