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The bass thumped through the club’s walls, a rhythmic pulse that seemed to seep into every corner of the dimly lit room. Bodies moved in sync, bathed in neon lights and the occasional flash of a strobe, but all that energy was winding down, the clock inching towards closing time, and the crowd thinning, leaving a quieter, more intimate atmosphere.Seo Changbin was behind the bar, wiping the counters with practised ease; his muscular arms flexed under his black shirt, the fabric tight against his biceps. He caught sight of Bang Chan near the door, his broad shoulders leaning casually against the frame, arms crossed over his chest. They exchanged a knowing glance—an acknowledgement that the night was winding down, and something else was about to begin.In the centre of the room, Lee Felix moved with the grace of someone born to dance. The few patrons left watched him with admiration, but Changbin and Chan were truly captivated; Felix was their favourite dancer, the one who could always make the room feel electric, no matter how many people were in it. Tonight, his blonde hair caught the light in a way that made it seem almost ethereal, the strands glowing as they swayed with his every movement.Changbin poured the last of the drinks for the night, his eyes never straying far from Felix’s lithe form. He admired the way Felix’s body moved—fluid, controlled, and impossibly alluring. There was something magnetic about him, something that made Changbin feel like he could watch him forever.As the final song ended, Felix slowly came to a stop, his chest heaving with the effort of the performance; he glanced around the now nearly empty club and spotted Changbin at the bar, their eyes locking for a brief moment before Felix offered a tired but genuine smile. Changbin wouldn’t admit it, but he felt his heart skip a beat.As the last of the patrons were ushered out of the club, Chan made his way over to the bar, his heavy boots echoing in the suddenly quiet space. "He’s incredible, isn’t he?" He murmured, his voice low and rough from hours of yelling over the music, grabbing the usual glass of water Changbin had set out for him and taking a sip, his eyes also fixed on Felix." More than incredible," Changbin replied, his voice soft. "He’s... fuck, he’s mesmerising ."Felix began to stretch, his body bending in ways that seemed almost impossible. The dancer caught sight of the two men watching him and felt a flutter of excitement in his stomach; he’d always known that they had eyes for him—Changbin with his easy smiles and lingering glances, and Chan with his quiet intensity and protective aura. It wasn’t just admiration; it was something more, something that made Felix’s pulse quicken whenever he thought about it.Felix sauntered over to the bar, the sway of his hips unmistakable as he made his way across the floor. He leaned against the counter, just close enough to make Changbin’s breath hitch."Good show tonight," Changbin said, his voice a bit lower than usual; he tried to keep his tone casual, but there was an edge to it, a hint of something deeper.Felix chuckled, running a hand through his hair. "Thanks. I try to keep things interesting .""You never disappoint," Chan added, his tone softer than his usual stern demeanour; he stood next to Changbin, his presence grounding but also intensifying the moment.Felix felt the tension between them, a delicious thrill running up his spine. He loved this game, this unspoken flirtation that had been simmering for weeks; it was clear that both Changbin and Chan were interested, but they always seemed to hold back, waiting for Felix to make the first move." So," Felix said, tilting his head slightly, "what happens now that the club’s closing? Are we all going home, or ...?"Changbin smirked, leaning forward just a little. "Well, that depends. Are you in a rush to leave?"Felix pretended to think it over, his lips curving into a playful smile. "Not really. I was hoping there might be some... after-hours entertainment ."Chan raised an eyebrow, his gaze intense as he looked at Felix. " We could arrange that."Felix felt a rush of heat at Chan’s words, and he found himself leaning closer, drawn to the promise behind them; he had always been attracted to the two of them, but tonight, something felt different —like the tension had finally reached its breaking point.Changbin reached out, his fingers lightly brushing against Felix’s hand; the touch was brief, but it sent a spark through Felix’s entire body. "Maybe we could head to the back room," Changbin suggested, his voice smooth, "have a drink, relax a bit. Just us ."Felix glanced between the two men, his heart racing with anticipation. "I’d like that."Chan smiled, a rare sight that made Felix’s breath catch. "Then let’s go," he said, his voice soft but commanding.The three of them moved towards the back of the club, where the lights were dimmer and the music was nothing more than a distant hum. Felix felt the energy shift around them, the air thick with something electric; he wasn’t sure what the night would bring, but he knew one thing for sure: whatever happened, he was ready.Changbin led the way, opening the door to a small, private room that was used for VIP guests; tonight, it was empty, save for the low couches and a table in the centre with a few glasses and bottles scattered on it. The room was cosy and intimate, the perfect setting for what Felix suspected was about to happen.As soon as the door closed behind them, the atmosphere became charged, the tension almost palpable. Felix took a seat on one of the couches, his eyes on both Changbin and Chan as they approached him; he could feel their gazes on him, and it made his skin tingle with anticipation.Changbin poured them all a glass of champagne, handing one to Felix before sitting down beside him. Chan took the seat on Felix’s other side, his body close enough that Felix could feel the warmth radiating from him.They sat in comfortable silence for a moment, sipping their drinks, the weight of what was unspoken hanging in the air; finally, Felix decided to break the tension, setting his glass down and leaning back against the couch."So," he said, his voice teasing, "is this the part where you two finally make your move?"Changbin chuckled, setting his drink aside as well. "Maybe. Depends on if you’re interested."Felix looked between them, his heart racing with excitement. "Oh, I’m more than interested," he said, his voice dropping to a whisper. "I’ve been waiting for this."Chan’s hand found its way to Felix’s knee, the touch gentle but firm. "Then let’s not waste any more time," he murmured.Felix’s breath caught as Changbin leaned in, his lips brushing against Felix’s in a kiss that was both tender and full of promise; Felix melted into the touch, his hand coming up to tangle in Changbin’s hair, pulling him closer.Chan watched them for a moment before joining in, his lips finding the curve of Felix’s neck, pressing soft kisses along his skin; Felix shivered under the attention, the sensation of being between the two of them almost overwhelming.The small, dimly lit room seemed to shrink as the intensity between them grew, Felix sandwiched between Chan and Changbin on the plush couch, their bodies pressed close, the air thick with anticipation. Every brush of lips, every touch, felt electric, sparking something deep within Felix that he couldn’t ignore.Changbin’s kiss was soft but insistent, his lips moving against Felix’s with a kind of reverence that made Felix’s heart race. Felix responded eagerly, his hands gripping Changbin’s shirt, pulling him closer, wanting more; Changbin obliged, deepening the kiss, his tongue slipping into Felix’s mouth in a slow, sensual dance that had Felix moaning softly into him.Chan’s lips trailed down Felix’s neck, the heat of his mouth sending shivers down Felix’s spine. Each kiss was deliberate as if Chan was mapping out every inch of Felix’s skin with his lips, learning the places that made Felix gasp, that made him arch his back and bite his lip to stifle a whimper. Chan’s hands were on Felix’s thighs, strong and steady, his thumbs brushing the sensitive skin just below the hem of Felix’s sheer shirt, teasing him.Felix’s mind was spinning, caught between the two of them, overwhelmed by the sensations that surged through him. He could feel Changbin’s hands slipping under his shirt, fingers splaying across his stomach, tracing the lines of his muscles; Changbin’s touch was warm and firm, grounding Felix even as it sent a thrill through his entire body. When Changbin finally broke the kiss to pull Felix’s shirt over his head, Felix barely had time to catch his breath before Chan’s mouth moved to his, claiming him with a kiss that was all heat and hunger.Chan’s kisses were different from Changbin’s—rougher, more demanding, but just as intoxicating. Felix found himself melting into Chan, his hands finding their way to Chan’s broad shoulders, clutching at him as the kiss deepened. Chan’s hand slid up Felix’s chest, his fingers brushing over a nipple, and Felix gasped into the kiss, his body reacting instinctively to the touch.Changbin, not one to be left out, leaned in to kiss Felix’s shoulder, his lips soft against Felix’s skin as his hands worked to undo Felix’s pants. Felix could feel the heat pooling in his abdomen, a coil of desire tightening with every touch, every kiss; he could hardly think, his mind a haze of pleasure as Changbin’s fingers brushed against his hips, pulling his pants down just enough to free him from their confines.Felix’s breath hitched as Changbin’s hand wrapped around Felix’s member, the touch firm and confident, sending a jolt of pleasure through him. Chan’s mouth was on his again, swallowing Felix’s moans as Changbin began to stroke him slowly, teasingly. Felix’s hips bucked involuntarily, his body craving more, and Chan responded by pressing closer, his hand gripping Felix’s chin, tilting his head back to deepen the kiss.Changbin’s pace quickened slightly, his strokes growing more deliberate, and Felix could feel himself getting lost in the sensation, his body trembling with need. He pulled away from Chan’s kiss, gasping for breath, his eyes half-lidded as he looked at Changbin. Changbin met his gaze with a smirk, clearly enjoying the effect he was having on Felix.“Does that feel good, angel?” Changbin asked, his voice low and husky.Felix could only nod, his words failing him as his body responded to Changbin’s touch; it felt incredible, the pleasure building steadily, making it hard to focus on anything but the feeling of Changbin’s hand on his and Chan’s lips against his skin."Fuck, baby, so good for us...so good," Chan spoke then, his voice muffled by Felix's skin beneath his lips.Chan’s hands moved down Felix’s body, his fingers brushing against Felix’s thighs as he shifted, leaning in to kiss Felix’s chest, his mouth finding one of Felix’s nipples and sucking gently. Felix gasped at the sensation, his hands burying themselves in Chan’s hair as the pleasure spiked. The combination of Chan’s mouth on his chest and Changbin’s hand stroking him was almost too much, the pleasure teetering on the edge of overwhelming. But Felix didn’t want it to stop. He didn’t want to think, didn’t want to do anything but feel —feel their hands on him, their mouths on him, feel the way they made him burn with desire. He could feel the tension building in his body, could feel himself getting closer to the edge, and it only made him crave more.Changbin’s pace quickened, his strokes more insistent now, and Felix could feel his climax approaching, the pressure building in his abdomen, the pleasure coiling tighter and tighter until he thought he might snap. He was close, so close, and he couldn’t hold back the moans that spilt from his lips, couldn’t stop his hips from bucking into Changbin’s hand, chasing that sweet release.“Aw, so close already, angel?” Chan smiled, a smile that was dark and alluring before his mouth returned to Felix’s.That was all it took to push Felix over the edge. With a cry that was swallowed by Chan’s kiss, Felix came, his body trembling with the force of it, the pleasure washing over him in waves so intense he thought he might drown in it; Changbin’s hand continued to stroke him through his orgasm, milking every last bit of pleasure from him until Felix was left panting, his body spent and shaking, his eyes half-lidded.Felix collapsed against the couch, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath, his mind still reeling from the intensity. Changbin’s hand moved away, but not before pressing a tender kiss to Felix’s hip, his lips lingering for a moment before he pulled back.Chan was still close, his hand brushing through Felix’s sweat-soaked hair, his touch gentle as he looked down at Felix with a soft smile. “You okay, baby ?” he asked, his voice rough with his arousal.Felix nodded, his body still buzzing from the aftershocks of his orgasm, his eyes half-lidded. “Yeah,” he breathed, a small smile tugging at his lips. “ More than okay.”Changbin leaned in, kissing Felix’s temple, his voice warm and teasing as he said, “ Good. Because we’re not done with you yet.”Felix’s eyes widened slightly at that, his pulse quickening again at the thought of what was to come, his exhaustion fleeting at the mere thought of more. He had no idea what else they had planned, but as he looked up at Chan and Changbin, he knew one thing for certain: whatever it was, he was more than ready for it.
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