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Soobin prances along the path until crumbly dirt converts into dewy mud. He still gets lost every once in a while but new textures of the forest guide him. His slippers turning muddy, the moss more vibrant than kilometers away. Most of all, he relies on the sound of water. He knows he's getting closer and closer when the pounding of water against boulders gets louder and louder. 

The glistening waterfall appears in the short distance. As he gets closer, he starts discarding his clothes haphazardly. His clothes are neatly folded and tucked away at his special dry spot before heading towards the shallow waters.

Being so accustomed to this ritual of his, he always slips right in so willingly. The water is lukewarm from the constant sun this season, having no need to adjust. Soobin's favorite spot is the waterfall, where it is shallow as the water tumbles over the stony mountains. His lower region is already aching and tingly as he swims there, his desires having pooled over since he thought about it this morning and now it's almost unbearable.

Soobin urgently positions himself beneath the waterfall and spreads his legs further, allowing the rough stream of water to cast onto his heat. He tilts his head back in content and releases a tiny, aroused whimper. As he lets nature take its course, he imagines himself in all of inappropriate stories he has heard within the village, things his own body has never experienced but oddly enough, his mind knows how to imagine it. 

Faint rustling erupts somewhere in the distance, familiarity telling Soobin someone is on the path towards the waterfall. Too deep in bliss, Soobin chooses to ignore the interruption. After all, he has studied those who come and go throughout all hours of the day during this summer. He is the only one here at this time. It most certainly wouldn't change.

"What do we have here?"

The bunny immediately flinches his legs shut, eyes scanning his surroundings in panic. He isn't sure what terrifies him most—to be caught doing a naughty deed with Mother Nature or to be naked and surrounded by a man with a darkly low voice. 

Soobin turns around and finally spots who he assumes to be the owner of the intimidating voice. He guides himself into the deeper parts of the water, not wanting to be exposed. He can't submerge his entire head into the water completely because he doesn't feel comfortable doing that but at least his bare chest is hidden from hungry eyes. Not belonging to just one, but two hybrids. 

"I will be out in just a second," Soobin declares, though he seems stuck in the center of the lake. He doesn't know what he's going to do when he gets to shore. He is completely naked and it is burdensome because he is not confident in his own skin—and he believes strangers should not be looking at one another's bare bodies, especially not when a bunny hybrid like himself has his precious ears and tail droopy and soaked.

"Now, now. Just stay there. Can't we share?" says the fox hybrid. Soobin recognizes him as a fox from his sharp eyes and adorable, fluffy orange tail.

"Yes—that is fine by me. I would like to stay here longer," Soobin confesses with innocence as he flutters his eyelids.

"You don't mind if me and my boyfriend go commando, do you?"

Soobin darts his eyes to the other hybrid who has been silent this entire time. His gaze wasn't unnoticed by Soobin. He has been aware of it being trained on him the entire time, the reason for Soobin's nerves to continually worsen. His eyes are large and beautiful, suiting his dark gray fur perfectly. It would be impossible for anyone to claim him as anything other than a cat. Because he is a cat and it is as clear as this perfect day—well not so perfect anymore because there are other intruders. Soobin shouldn't call them that though because the body of water is for all of the hybrids in this forest. He was raised to be kind and share, so that thought was very misbehaved. 

" Bunny ?"

Too submerged in the cat's beauty and his own ill manners, Soobin realizes he hasn't responded.  "Oh—"

"I'm Yeonjun. And I asked if—"

"Go ahead." It would be unfair if Soobin protested, afterall he is also nude . "I'll just be...over there." Soobin points at nowhere in particular before skittishly swimming away. 

Soobin hears the faint sound of belts clinging and clothing hitting the floor. There are splashes of water that resonate as Soobin stares up at the clear sky. Then the inevitable happens, Soobin hears the movements of water getting closer and closer until—

"Hi," Yeonjun says in a sultry breath, turning him around so that their eyes lock with undivided attention. The echo of the waterfall drowns out as Yeonjun stares at him like that —hooded and intense.

The fox is handsome up close. Soobin wasn't able to notice earlier, not with the way he was mortified at the surprise visitor. But now, seemingly forced to look at him, the fox has pretty shaped eyes and a nicely sculpted nose. His mouth is almost kissable with how pink and plush they are. Soobin wouldn't possibly know that, however, as he has never touched the mouth of another with his very own. 

"H-hello."

"I've never seen a bunny in the lake before."

"Yeah, we don't usually like our ears getting wet but I like swimming." It's not that Soobin doesn't like being in the water. But he needed somewhere discreet to let go . And the waterfall is the only thing that gives him that kind of immense pleasure. He doesn't mind risking water in his ears if this is the place that gratifies him. The lake and its waterfall has become his personal sanctuary for months now.

"Can I touch?" asks the cat hybrid, who Soobin doesn't know the name of.

"What's your name?"

"Taehyun. And you are?"

Right . Soobin never shared it either. "I'm Soobin. And I don't really like when strangers touch my ears."

"Let's not be strangers then, bunny," Yeonjun says, a hand suddenly creeping onto his shoulder. 

"I said—"

"We don't mean any harm. Look, can't I give you a wash?" Yeonjun asks, without waiting for a response. He already cups water into his palms and splashes it against Soobin's collarbones. 

Soobin gulps. "That's generous of you. I guess that's not bad."

"There's nothing bad going on here," Taehyun adds. "Yeonjun is an alpha-hyung in our mixed hybrid pack. He likes to take care of everyone. We all trust him so much."

"Okay."

Somehow Soobin does trust the two. Despite only meeting minutes ago, Soobin senses their authenticity. They are almost like him. Because if it were Soobin, he would probably offer the same. Maybe not to an opposite hybrid, but he imagines he would scratch the back of another rabbit's ears willingly.

The fox's hands start at his neck before it glides down, fingers kneading in the space between his collarbones and shoulder bones. Soobin emits a pleasant sigh when his fingers dance lower, suddenly grazing against one of his protruding nipples. It feels good . Nice to be treated like this.

From beside them, Taehyun starts floating on his back, eyes locked on Yeonjun—and maybe even Soobin, too. Soobin remembers that Yeonjun called Taehyun his boyfriend . And suddenly this is all wrong. 

"I'm sorry!" Soobin shrieks, backing away. "Is this o-okay?" Soobin flickers his gaze from Yeonjun to Taehyun. People who are in relationships aren't supposed to touch other people, right? That's disapproving and disgusting . Or so, Soobin has been told. Beomgyu and Hueningkai are together and never touched Soobin in any kind of way that Yeonjun touched him. He receives hugs and back pats but neither of them have ever caressed his chest like that. It's wrong, isn't it? 

"What's the matter, bunny?" Yeonjun swims closer to him every time Soobin tries to inch away.

"You two are boyfriends!"

Taehyun releases an awfully cute chuckle that echoes throughout their intimate lake scenery. "He has my permission. We have your permission too, right? Let hyung continue. It is okay, Soobin."

"Th-that's not what boyfriends do though."

"Would it make you feel better if I touched you, too?" Taehyun inquires, already swimming towards him as well.

Soobin barely realizes that he's swam so far back, he's pressed against the rocks, cornered by these intense alpha hybrids. "That's not what I was saying!"

"It is, though. Because if we're both touching you as we're boyfriends, we are doing it together. We're not betraying each other, right? That's how your pretty brain thinks, huh?"

"I—okay. I just don't want you two to get mad at each other. My friend jokes about how he will rip his boyfriend's penis off if he touches another hybrid!" 

"We're one of a kind, sweetheart," Yeonjun coos, pulling Soobin into his chest suddenly. "Can you and I finish where we left off now? A little more before we let Taehyun join."

"Hm, only because it was nice. But I should also wash you two."

"Oh, you will definitely get the chance to do something very kind for us soon," Yeonjun says with a grin.

Soobin is happy to hear that.

Taehyun seems to seal the promise as he gives them a nod before backing away. Soobin finds security in it and allows Yeonjun to continue. The fox's touch is still gentle against his skin as the tip of his fingers wander down his body. They curl around his waist as the waterfall rains down on them until a finger plunges in between somewhere unspoken. 

"Why is—" Soobin catches his wrist quickly but a whimpering, " Yeonjun… " already escapes his lips.

Yeonjun hums into his ear, "What's that, baby?"

"I'm sorry but you're touching my—" Soobin squints his eyes in confusion, feeling the way Yeonjun's fingers lose themselves in between his folds in a way that should feel so wrong—but it doesn't. It feels good actually, why does it feel so right? 

"Should I not? Wasn't the waterfall doing that when you thought nobody was looking?" 

"Ah—I didn't know…"

Yeonjun chuckles, "Didn't know, what? That you have a couple of pervs like us watching you do this every single week?"

Soobin stiffens but still manages to utter, "You—what!?" He tries to pull away from Yeonjun's grip but the alpha has him in a clutch.

"We were waiting for the perfect moment. Today the sky is bright and beautiful and it felt like we were granted the right opportunity."

Taehyun appears from nowhere all of a sudden. Soobin knows that by the hands on his shoulders from behind, a gentle massage ensuing. There's a gentle nibble against his earlobe before he hears a breathy, "Let hyung make you feel good, Soobin." 

"Yeah, I'll make you feel what it's really like."

There's nothing wrong with it. Not when the couple is okay with it and Soobin gives full consent. Other than being new friends, Soobin doesn't see why he would want to stop. This is what the other rabbits talk about in his village anyway. Some of them gloating about how other hybrid kinds are attracted to them, others solely going on about how many of their own hybrids they've bed-warmed. Why can't Soobin finally have his own storytime—two very attractive alphas who want him beneath the waterfall. 

"O-okay," he reconciles. 

"Good. I wanna take you to shore, though."

"Why? I always do it in the water," Soobin admits shyly.

"Because I wanna see."

Soobin feels comforted—maybe even convinced—by the way the feline strokes his spine this entire time. It gives him the confidence to propose, "Taehyun, will you come too?"

"Oh, you've gotten fond of my kitty?" Yeonjun says with a chuckle, high pitched like someone is tickling his foot.

"N-no! It's not like that. Like I said, I only want to do anything only if you're together." 

"Hear me out," Yeonjun starts. His fingers are no longer in Soobin's heat, but they dig into Soobin's hips and he can't be bothered to pry them off. "If I came alone—if I didn't tell you Taehyun was mine—would you've let me have my way with you?" 

"I don't—I don't do these sorts of things."

"We know," Taehyun says against his neck.

"How?!"

"You wouldn't be using the waterfall, baby," the alpha boyfriend replies.

"Is that so bad?" Soobin didn't think it was bad to use the waterfall. It was definitely naughty and something felt very wrong about it, but he doesn't know what other way is possible? And why is his purity so offensive to the boyfriends, as if he should be ashamed for not knowing about sex . Soobin knows that word, but not the mechanics of it. He was never taught pleasurable nor mating aspects. So again, is it so surprising and wrong of him to seek gratification with a resource such as nature? 

"Bunny, don't look so down. It’s alright, your hunger is admirable. I'm just saying, after you get a taste of us, it might be hard to go back."

"T-then I don't want it!" Soobin shrieks in fear.

"Oh, are you sure?" 

Before Soobin can howl out another refusal, he simultaneously feels a breach within two of his holes. He shudders from confusion but a tinge of bliss, something remote to how he feels when his heat is pressed against the flowing waterfall. The behind is something different, but it feels just as good as the front nonetheless.

"Don't back out. You'll regret not being with us," Yeonjun says with his typical low, charming tone.

"Why? Are you going to harm me if I leave?"

Taehyun retrieves his finger and hisses, "We said we aren't like that." 

Yeonjun only prods deeper, Soobin wincing but liking it too much to stray away. "But we'll make you want it."

"Okay," is all it takes for the bunny to say before he's hauled up and away from the waterfall. 

Yeonjun is lean with a bulb of muscle on his biceps but Soobin didn't imagine him to be able to carry someone the size of Soobin. In the village, he isn't ostracized for it but he definitely knows that people talk about how he isn't petite for a rabbit hybrid omega. 

To his surprise, Yeonjun sets him down gently on a large towel. He barely reciprocates the fact that Yeonjun's body was against his, and he was semi-hard. Soobin knows what that means according to his peers, knows that they call it a cock and that it takes a bit to make it fit. He gulps at the thought, it was very large and hard against his stomach, would it fit? Not that they would ever get to that point—of course not. He doesn't get to think any further, not with the way Yeonjun pulls him out of his reverie, his legs being spread without notice. Yeonjun already in between them with Taehyun knelt by his shoulder. 

Yeonjun's finger grazes Soobin's belly before it slowly trails down to his intimate part. His shoulders appear prominent as he sinks down to his knees and nuzzles himself in between Soobin's legs. "What do you call it, Soobin?"

Soobin shakes his head. "It's personal."

"Tell me. So I'm aware you aren't learning anything you already know. So we don't waste time on the basics, baby." 

Soobin knows all the lewd vocabulary but it feels so strange to say it outloud. He can't possibly say it to a couple of strangers, his tongue refuses to let it just roll off. 

"That's fine, Soobin," Taehyun says shortly after Soobin's dismissal. "Yeonjun should get to work without pestering you. That's what you're here for, isn't it?" Taehyun directs the question to Yeonjun with a teasing tone.

"Yeah, but where's the fun if we just get right into it, can't we see what he knows orf teach him a couple of things?"

Soobin grunts in protest. "I already know things!"

Yeonjun clicks his tongue before his thumbs caress his folds, Soobin twitching in response just aching for it. "I bet you do. Clearly . I'm sure there's more to you than I think. Just want you to prove it. So, you like the feeling of the water vibrating against this, or something like that?"

"Yeah, I do…"

"You were so wet earlier, still a bit now. Do you know why?"

Soobin nods, not wanting this voice will give his desperation away. But on the other hand, he doubts he could be any more humiliating, he probably lost his dignity ever since Yeonjun brought him to shore. 

"That's your clit, baby. Can I suck on it?"

"You're the one doing whatever you want anyway," he snaps, rolling his eyes and catching sight of Taehyun—who he forgot was still there. The humiliation deepens . It’s one thing to be talked to like this, but to be watched? He's never experienced either things and now they're happening all at once. It's terrifying but he can't say he doesn't want more.

"Foul," Yeonjun says while spanking his cunt. "I didn't expect that from you. Did you expect that, Taehyun?"

Soobin keeps his eyes trained on Taehyun who responds, "Somewhere underneath that innocence is a brat for sure. Look where we've found him, doing who knows what."

"That's true."

"Why-why do you keep making me feel bad for doing that?"

"It's not bad. Not one bit. It's actually so dirty of you, it turns us on. You have that effect on us. We like you like that, Soobin."

"Yeonjun—" Soobin murmurs with a breath of impatience. 

For someone who talks like they've been wanting Soobin for a while, he sure doesn't know how to take what he wants right away. Soobin thought alphas like declaring and asserting right away. 

Am I not good enough?  

Just before Soobin can change his mind and utter his displeasure, he feels something against him. The feeling is a kin to the waterfall parading down on his heat. Looking in between his legs, he would've never imagined it to be Yeonjun’s tongue, but he supposes that's what the alpha meant when he asked if he could taste it. This is far more than what the village bunnies have talked about. 

"What are y-you doing, Yeonjun?" 

"Eating you out," he says after pulling off Soobin's clit. "See, you really are just a dumb bunny." 

Not wanting to be looked down on again, Soobin keeps his mouth shut and lets Yeonjun have his way. From how far he spreads Soobin's legs to how urgently he buries his head in between them, it's all for Yeonjun's taking. 

Taehyun, on the other hand, is watching in amusement, languidly stroking his cock. It, too, looks appetizing. Soobin doesn't know where this vocabulary is coming from—let alone the urge to describe things in this way. He doesn't remember being attracted to his peers, even if he has inserted himself in naughty scenarios before. So why does the sight of Yeonjun in between his legs, and Taehyun playing with the thing in between his own legs, arouse Soobin?

A sudden intrusion causes Soobin to arch his back and lull his head. A mix of warmth invading his folds and pressing deep into him. That’s—Soobin wheezes—his tongue. His freaking tongue is buried inside of him and Soobin doesn't think it's wrong at all.

The forest is filled with a mix of lewd noise coming from Yeonjun devouring his pussy and the own noise Soobin elicits. He wonders what people might think if they were caught, he begs that nobody will run into them. Not because he would feel shame like he did moments ago, but because he doesn't want Yeonjun to have to stop.

"Keep going, please, please…"

"So you're ready for more?"

A silent cry rips from Soobin's throat when Yeonjun rubs the hood of his cunt, alongside his tongue wandering between him like he's on a journey for a hidden gem. If that very treasure is inside of him, he doesn't mind Yeonjun’s determination, wants him to keep going. To keep licking him, tasting him, wants the alpha to properly eat him out . 

"Oh my!" Soobin cries when he feels the familiar intrusion that Yeonjun initiated earlier. 

Down to the knuckle, combined with the heat of his mouth, the sensation is to die for. Soobin desperately wriggles in his place, pressing upwards just to keep Yeonjun close. The alpha seems to understand, burying himself unbelievably deeper as he works his jaw up and down against Soobin's core.

Yeonjun's chin is absolutely drenched in slick and saliva, Soobin didn't think such a naughty sight could look so good. "God, it's been so long since I had pussy. You're gonna make me pussy drunk, Soobin. You taste so—fucking—good." 

He dives right back in like a starved man and Soobin's vision goes blurry. His tongue works in tandem with added fingers, instantly crooked and rubbing against his sweet spot. That's when Soobin's just about had it . 

"Yeonjun, Yeonjun, Yeonjun!" Soobin sobs, fingers curled in the black locks, bracing himself as his thigh flinches deliriously. "I feel—Yeonjun—I feel like—"

The sensation vanishes, along with the wet warmth.

"Yeonjun—I was going to—" release . The same feeling he has when he self pleasures with the waterfall. He was closer than ever, by far the most aroused he has ever been. But Yeonjun just revoked that from him shamelessly. He can't help but feel frustration boiling in his veins. "I was close, Yeonjun!"

"Baby, you know such phrases?"

Soobin furrows his eyebrows. "Shut up, I said I know a few things!"

Taehyun chuckles cutely, "It's okay, Soobin. Hyung just wanted you to feel what it's like. It's much better when he's inside. Then he will let you finish."

Yeonjun leans down against his ear, whispering, "You'll tell me that you're close, got it?" 

"Okay."

"And call my name."

With a subtle eye roll, Soobin answers, "alright," though he doubts he will say the fox's name when he spills. 

"Say it."

"Now? What—no. I'm not even—no."

Taehyun chuckles beside him. Soobin wonders if the talk was mostly to get a laugh out of Taehyun, and not to set the mood with Soobin. He’s not even upset because he finds himself giggling with the feline as well, falling for his laughter and finding it contagious. 

"Precious, the both of you." 

Soobin flushes and pretends he didn't hear that, instead his mind immediately takes in the way Yeonjun suddenly appears in between him, on top of him. 

Yeonjun's cock aligns with his folds before he sinks against him without hesitancy, like he's done this a million times. His cock nuzzles deeper inside the closer their bodies meet, Soobin growing apprehensive with the feeling of Yeonjun filling him up so quickly while he physically doesn't feel ready for it. He doesn't like this new sensation, it's not as good as Taehyun’s fingers.

“Wait! Slower, please," Soobin finally begs. It's a foreign, tight fit. He did just insert himself a second ago, of course it's a bit too snug. As he tries to rock his hips deeper without a care in the world, it's something Soobin cannot endure. It feels like he isn't made for this. Soobin doesn't know what's big or small, but he is new to this and he doesn't think it's supposed to hurt around Yeonjun. 

“I’ll do whatever I want."

Soobin is about to protest with his hands on the alpha's abdomen until he notices Taehyun’s rough grip first. His claws are out, digging into the flesh of Yeonjun's shoulder as he punctuates, "Yeonjun, he said slowly .”

“Okay…” 

Soobin would laugh if it didn't hurt so much. The alpha being passive towards his partner? It's comedic, and Soobin is front row for the action. Imagine his omega friends' disbelief when he says he witnessed a docile alpha! Soobin temporarily realizes that he doesn't know Taehyun’s secondary sex but can't be bothered with it now, not when it's starting to feel good as Yeonjun maintains this gentle glide.

Yeonjun seems to take note of his loosening shoulders and the disappearance of his scrunched nose because he pulls out just to snap his hips. Something in Soobin's stomach coils pleasurably, hands gripping Yeonjun's wrist for purchase. He didn't expect that, nor is he ready for Yeonjun to pull such a stunt again no matter how incredibly sensational it felt.

"Ah ! Yeonjun, I—“

“Fully inside. You feel so good, bunny.”

“You’re doing amazing, Soobin," Yeonjun coos with a gentle caress to his temple, one that feels anything but reassuring.

"Yeonjun—don't—" Soobin whines. Though it's starting to feel good, it doesn't mean it hurts any less. His legs aren't familiar with being spread this far apart and his cunt is tingly and aching around Yeonjun's girth. He keeps wanting to cry I can't, I can't , but it feels like Yeonjun wouldn't give in. So he begs, "Taehyun, please . Please?"

" Yeonjun ," Taehyun warns. 

"Fuck, he just feels so good. Tight virgin cunt. I wanna fucking tear him apart."

"Please—"

"Please, what?" Yeonjun snarls while looking at him darkly, eyes pooling with hunger. Soobin feels frail, like a helpless prey for Yeonjun to feast upon.

"Don't—don't do that. That sounds scary."

"Believe me, that's not even the worst of it." 

An uncontrollable moan erupts from Soobin's lips. He doesn't know why it couldn't be helped, but when he glances between the two bodies, he witnesses Yeonjun's finger maniacally rubbing his clit while maintaining a steady rhythm with his hips. He didn't think it could get better than Yeonjun's tongue against it with his fingers fucking in and out, but he couldn't have been more wrong. The simultaneous sensation makes him squeal, "Oh, Yeonjun…"

Yeonjun smirks and catches Soobin off guard with a slap to his cunt. "See, I was talking you through it, you hardly realized you were ready. Fit like a glove, so tight, but it's good, yeah?"

"Mhm…"

"Tell me it's good."

Soobin breaths through his nose before exhaling a shaky, "Good, it's good."

"You listen well, bunny. Taehyun, doesn't he look absolutely adorable? Look at these ears." Yeonjun strokes Soobin's left ear gently before he tugs on it. 

" Hmmm , Yeonjun! " Soobin cries from the sudden pull. He can't say it was painful, but he would hate to admit that it made his lower belly stir .

"Was that a moan? It sure wasn't a protest," Yeonjun scoffs while repeating the action. 

Soobin tries to curl over to his side, a weird satisfaction eating him up. He feels like he has cramps but that's not it, there's a raging pit of fire in his lower stomach as it simultaneously activates a different electric feeling in his pussy. Everything is just too hot and overstimulating, he thinks he could burst into thin air from how much he's consuming without catching a break.

"Oh, you want me to take you from behind and keep on tugging? Maybe another time, bunny. Right now—right now I wanna see your pretty face as you take cock for the first time ever."

"Yeonjun," Soobin splutters, fingers digging into the dirt, his manicured nails surely needing a touch up tonight. 

Taehyun seems to notice all this heat building up within Soobin because he places a gentle hand on his cheek. The kind-hearted feline strokes his skin, circling his thumb around Soobin's cheek before dancing it along to his earlobe. Soobin shudders a short breath, losing himself to Taehyun's touches for a moment as opposed to Yeonjun rocking his body.

Though of course, the alpha likes being in the spotlight. Even if Soobin has only known them for the briefest of time, this fox seems to need everything to revolve around him. He probably doesn't like the way Soobin is caving into Taehyun more than him. It would explain his incessant thrusts all of a sudden. Yeonjun rocks into Soobin with a delirious pace, something knocking the wind out of Soobin when he angles himself right into a sweet spot Soobin never knew he possessed. 

"Can—wait. Wait, please."

"No."

" Yeonjun . Yeonjun, Taehyun…" Soobin begins to sob, explicitly shaking his head and squirming in panic. 

"Fuck, love when he acts up like this. Looks so fucking good, he feels so fucking—"

"Alpha." Soobin knew he could count on Taehyun's interjection, but he didn't expect it to come out so assertively, so sharp, it dawns on Soobin now. Taehyun is also an alpha, or else Soobin wouldn't have the urge to cower even though the tone isn't being directed at him.

Yeonjun halts instantaneously. "What is it, bunny?"

Soobin looks down in between them. It didn't feel right. Though Yeonjun's penetration no longer hurt, something was wrong. And there he spots it, a thin streak of blood in between them. His brows knit in confusion, nose crunching in disgust.

A garbled laugh escapes Yeonjun’s lips as he prods Soobin's hole with his fingers, seeming to just wipe it off as if there was lotion residue on his face. "Don't worry, that happens to some of the lucky ones."

The smug voice doesn't soothe Soobin. His abdomen curls as he attempts to push Yeonjun's pelvis away but he has a lock on his body, fingers painfully buried into Soobin's waist. Taehyun is no better, the cat hybrid holding Soobin’s face in his hands, preventing him from moving. 

From above him, Taehyun asks, "It doesn’t hurt, does it? It shouldn't, as long as Yeonjun takes it easy." He adds a side eye with his promise, to which the receiver clenches his jaw and nods.

Soobin felt something foreign snap before making the slide easier, and it wasnt possibly either of their precome. He can't say he wasn't afraid of the sight or idea of him bleeding down there but now that Taehyun reassures him, he trusts both men. "I'm okay. I felt…strange and was very curious."

"But you'll keep going, yeah?" Taehyun asks sweetly.

"Mhm. Just one thing, please. Can you…"

"What?" Yeonjun grins. 

Soobin flutters his eyes slowly, eyes trained on Taehyun's as he requests, "Please hold my head, Taehyun. It keeps knocking in the dirt and it's certainly not comfortable."

Yeonjun interjects Taehyun from replying, "If he does all that and you're all taken care of, then can I fuck you? My way. No more little in betweens. I'm going to fuck you my way, Soobin."

"Okay. I promise."

To Soobin's surprise, Yeonjun leans down to plant a kiss onto his cheek. A warmth blossoms on the surface, Soobin tries not to think about what it means. "I could be gentle like Tyunnie, too," Yeonjun adds, along with a brutal thrust that shakes Soobin. 

Soobin doesn't know what to say. He has a feeling Yeonjun isn't done talking, so he remains mute.

"But I won't. I choose not to. That's what he's for," Yeonjun says, claiming his boyfriend's jaw is between his fingertips.

Soobin doesn't mean to gasp when their lips find each other's in front of him. He is in awe at the sight of the fox and cat's tongues sloshing together in a way he has never seen before. But too bad for him, now Yeonjun is pulling away too soon much to Soobin's dismay.

"Don't worry, baby. I will fuck you so right, grinding into your sweet spot just the way you'll like it. My priority is you. I will make you feel so good before I get my fill. Don't you trust me?"

" Yes ," Soobin ushers out, even if he doesn't know where that came from. Deep down somewhere he trusts Yeonjun wholeheartedly. "Trust you…"

From here on, the way Yeonjun rolls his hips results in manic wails from Soobin. It seems to echo throughout their special space as Yeonjun plunges into Soobin, thrust after thrust. At some point, a hand that isn't supporting Soobin's head is on his chest. The feline circling his plump nipple. Soobin quivers as he tweaks it, interchanging between the two. He is familiar with this sensation because he busied himself touching his own breasts when the waterfall worked its magic. But to have somebody else touch them, it only heightens the sensation.

The glide of Yeonjun along his walls, the puncturing grip. Taehyun pinching his nipples and caressing his neck. Himself sprawled out beneath them, out in the open for the taking—their taking. He feels that very bubbly feeling in his core all over again and he knows what it is. His release . He remembers what Yeonjun demanded of him as well.

"Yeonjun, I'm—I'm close!" Soobin's voice doesn't betray him. Much. 

"Yeah? Gonna come? Tell me you're gonna come."

"Gonna come," Soobin parrots, hips rocking upwards against Yeonjun who is already snug, deep inside him with every thrust. "Gonna come, hyung , please—"

"Fuck, so I'm your hyung now?" Yeonjun says with an erratic breathing pattern. "Come for me, Soobin."

With that, Soobin lets go of everything that was building up inside him. His thighs quiver and his toes curl. He doesn't realize the vice grip he has around Taehyun's wrist. With every blink, he sees the bloch of the sun on his closed eyelids. 

Amongst all of that, Yeonjun doesn't stop fucking into him. He jackhammers vigorously into Soobin despite his protests of too much. Soobin wills himself to take it because from what he knows, Yeonjun is about to give Soobin his cum, too. There's no stopping that, especially if Soobin was unable to ' handle ' him before. 

As the overstimulation arises, Soobin feels Yeonjun's cock twitch inside him before hot spurts invade his insides. Soobin voluntarily clenches, which causes Yeonjun to press into him deeper and Soobin just has to squeak from surprise. 

Astonishment with everything, really.

If Yeonjun was a beauty before, he is tenfold now. The alpha fox's hair disarrayed and matted against his forehead, body glistening from the intensity of his movements. Ears perked up showing the depth of his emotion. His plush lips are agape, head tilted back in bliss as he emits high moans as he spills. Soobin didn't imagine that from him, but he finds the sound to be prettier than the water stream slamming against the surface.

Yeonjun pulls out with an obscene noise following, their come trickling out of Soobin in this filthy, sloshing manner. It makes Soobin wince in disturbance, being unexposed this much of a mess before. He didn't think he ever leaked something like this, at least not to this degree since he was always cleansed by the water.

"Come and get him while he's all slicked up, baby." 

That seems to set Soobin on his feet. Albeit, not literally because he can barely move. This must mean it's good, right? Maybe too good, but then something so good shouldn't leave you immobilized. Then again, sweets are a delicacy but they are unhealthy without moderation. Are all good things bad, bad things are good?

Still.

"I can't!" Soobin argues. "Too much, too much." 

"Fine, offer up your ass to my kitty then."

"Why? What, no—"

"Then Taehyun will just fuck you right—" Yeonjun splays his hand over Soobin's slicked pussy, covering it entirely with his palm before striking it—" here ."

"No, no. I don't want any more of that," Soobin yelps, palms on the floor, attempting to crawl away.

"Then turn around," Yeonjun deadpans. Seeming to notice that he's starting to scare Soobin, his expression shifts into something apologetic. "I thought we were in this together. Doesn't my boyfriend deserve a turn?"

"Hey, don't gaslight him, Jun," Taehyun clicks his tongue sharply.

Soobin inhales as he attempts to scamper up but he ends up jolting from imbalance. His legs are beyond jelly sensation and his pussy is rubbed raw. Even his cotton tail is sore from the friction against the ground. What did he get himself into? He is just about to urge himself out of crying until there are firm hands on his cheek. As expected, it's Taehyun, simmering his nerves with just a touch.

"Soobin, I promise I will be gentle, okay? Just lie on your tummy for me and it'll feel all the same." He leans closely, until his breath tickles Soobin’s ear, "Maybe even better, because it's me , bunny."

" Ohhh ." 

"Yeah? So, wanna do it?"

Despite his apprehensive nod, Soobin carefully turns onto his stomach with the help of Taehyun's gentle guidance. 

"Gonna finger you, it's the same. Might take longer, or hurt a bit more."

From this position, Soobin is uncertain of what's to come. It leaves him nerve-wracked knowing that Taehyun’s actions are a mystery to him even if he just verbally told him what he was going to do. There's a lewd sound of spit before Soobin feels his cheeks being spread apart. All he does is wiggle from surprise before allowing himself to breach the first digit. Whether he is already conditioned to the feeling of swallowing size, or if he's too numb in the legs, it doesn't really affect him.

"See? You're doing amazing," Taehyun praises as he begins inserting his finger in and out a couple of times. 

"I swear my legs are numb, I don't feel anything."

Yeonjun chuckles beside him, eventually planting himself besides Soobin and brushing his hair away from his face. Soobin hadn't known how much he was sweating until he notices how the hair that was brushed ends up not falling onto his brows again, sticking firmly on his head as if he was wearing styling gel.

"Do you feel that?" Taehyun says suddenly.

And apparently no , Soobin doesn't feel anything much different. He shakes his head and starts to fold his arms and bury his face into it.

"That's because I didn't do anything different. But do you know what? You're practically self-lubricating here, fuck, Soobin."

"Shit, you're kidding!" Yeonjun gasps, the gentle touches on his scalp coming to a halt. "Let me do it with you."

"For all we know, you'll just fuck him."

"Babe, I'm not greedy. When have I ever taken anything from you?"

Taehyun can be heard playfully scoffing, "You took my—"

" Okayyyyy !"

The couple shares another fit of laughter and Soobin wishes he could join in on the fun. It must be better than his stomach digging into soil. All Yeonjun did was provide one of their shirts for Soobin's lower region, other than that, this is getting sort of old. Clearing his throat in impatience, the two quickly silence down. 

"I'm gonna—"

" Oh ." 

Soobin definitely felt that, another push along with Taehyun scissoring his fingers—at least, that's what the sensation feels like. He flutters his eyes shut, releasing a pleased breath. Yeonjun is coaxing something in his ear, something about how good he knows Taehyun is making Soobin feel. 

The movements take a shift into something similar of Yeonjun's style, more sporadic and rushed as opposed to Taehyun seeming to explore his body. Fucking his fingers into him while the a generous, rough grip on his ass. He is not disappointed with the new maneuvers, even discovers that he has a similar special spot just like his front side. 

Upon Soobin's immediate jolt and hitched breath, Taehyun repeats his action, intent on aiming at that very spot. Soobin starts to quiver again, legs never being able to contain itself. He feels like he's losing control of his body all over again as Taehyun plunges into him, obscene sexual noises just emanating over his shoulders along with his own muffled whines against his forearm. 

Soobin finally raises his head after a few minutes of Taehyun's persistent-turned-teasing fingering. He wails in frustration, "Oh, just—inside already, please!" 

"I won't keep you waiting." 

Taehyun suddenly kisses his nape and Soobin croons, unexpecting the tender gesture. It felt so good. This is the second kiss he has received from an alpha, he sure is having one heck of a day.

"You're lucky Taehyun isn't in his rut, otherwise that would hurt like a mother fucker," Yeonjun cackles.

"What do you mean?" 

Soobin glances over his shoulder, spotting Taehyun in between his legs with Yeonjun spreading his cheeks. The sight so salacious, Soobin almost forgets how to breath. They are both dazed and ogling Taehyun's cock against Soobin's hole—Soobin definitely feels the bulb tip pressing against his entrance, though the man never thrusting into him quite yet. 

"You're also lucky Yeonjun Isn't in rut, I swear his knot is abnormally large. Makes it feel torturous when he locks it in, and then the deswelling period is such a drag."

"What are you guys talking about?" Soobin asks, yet again, the two still keeping their eyes trained on Taehyun grinding his cock in between the crevice, almost forgetting Soobin is even here. He thrusts upwards and that's when he catches the attention of the two.

Yeonjun sighs and pats his butt affectionately, "Dear bunny, has nobody ever taught you about mating cycles?"

So, they are listening to him! "I know what they are! Our reproductive parts don't hurt each other!"

"Oh, no, it hurts omegas . It feels so good for us," Yeonjun responds with a sultry voice. 

Soobin stubbornly scoffs, "Good thing im not mating with either of you."

"Well, wait and see."

That causes Soobin to shiver and shake his head quickly. Knowing these two, they will find their way to do things to Soobin that he doesn't completely want. It's just, he might've been hesitant with them, but he can't say he didn't like anything they did so far. He has new experiences and stories to tell other omegas by the fire. He might even be liked better by them. He can thank the two alphas for that. Even if the last—what feels like—hour has been tolling on his mind and body. Fueling with confusion regarding whether what they're doing is right or wrong, he ends up saying,"I don't want it to hurt anymore than it already does."

"Does it?" Taehyun murmurs against his skin. " Hurt ?"

"No. I'm just saying…"

"You're talking about this to distract us. Taehyun, just fuck him already." 

"Yeonjun is right. That was a good intermission, but I'm still rock hard in between you. Can I baby?"

Soobin murmurs a faint, "Go…"

That's when he feels Taehyun's thighs against the back of his own, firmly mounted on top of him. "How about a safeword?"

"What's that for?"

"Taehyun might fuck you so hard, you'll need to tap out."

"I don't think it can get any worse," Soobin whisper-groans to himself.

"What's that?" Taehyun asks sweetly, almost like he is alluring Soobin to give him an answer.

"I'll just say tap out then," Soobin responds, louder this time. "By the way, you're keeping me waiting ."

"Oh, right," Taehyun says the same time Yeonjun mutters, "That works."

The two share another laugh and a kiss from what Soobin can hear. 

Imagining what it must be like to love somebody completely flies out of his throat when Taehyun finally enters him in one swift thrust. If he was an animation, he could imagine his head bobbing and the thought bubble bouncing out of his head as Taehyun starts rocking into him. He mutters something about the slick coating the two of them so good . 

Soobin elicits a shaky breath as Taehyun quickens the pace immediately. If Soobin thought Yeonjun took a stake to his body, Taehyun is far more possessive. He gropes Soobin's ass with might as if Soobin could vanish if he doesn't hold him harder. Soobin's entire body rocks and shakes with every thrust, his elbows chaffing against the ground. His ears flop against his head, losing it's attentiveness. All he can hear is his own cries and the faint sound of their skins slapping together. 

At some point in the mist of receiving this unbelievable abundance of pleasure, Taehyun pulls him to his knees, his ass clapping roughly against Taehyun's body. Soobin squeals and gravitates towards the ground in complete limpness, but Taehyun continues to force him into that brutal hand and knees position. 

"Baby, keep up," Yeonjun ushers, fingers gently kneading into his shoulders, caressing up and down his arms as well. He wonders if the fox is touching himself again, but can't be bothered to worry about anyone eles but himself.

"It's so good," Soobin sobs, head lulling downwards as he clenches his eyes shut, unable to think about anything else other than Taehyun fucking him from behind. Gosh, he wonders how it would feel for Yeonjun to be inside his pussy like this, it's so good, too fucking good.

Taehyun seems to gradually decrease his speed, but still manages to make Soobin breathless. "Wan—wanna know something?"

Not entirely coherent, " hhmmmhhh ?" vibrates against Soobin's mouth.

"If we were mating, my cock would be barbed, it would scrape against your walls everytime I thrust into you. It would trigger you into wanting a litter with me. Would you let me? Fucking breed you, bunny—"

"Wow, Taehyun…" Yeonjun can be heard, almost offendedly . 

"As if you—you don't wanna stuff him with your knot and spill your load of pups into him."

Yeonjun scoffs, his touch removed from Soobin's shoulders in exchange for swatting his behind once, twice. "Yeah, yeah. Too bad you can't do it with his ass."

Soobin squeals in response to the sudden touch, spine curling in similarly to how he felt when Yeonjun pulled his ears. The filthy talking shouldn't impact him, nor should the unwarranted hit, but they both feel so unfamiliar and yet so welcoming to Soobin. He realizes he wants more, wants whatever this is between the two. Can the two of them have him, do all these things to him again and again? He wants them. He doesn't care that they have their own giggling sessions, doesn't care that they kiss on the mouth but don't kiss Soobin there. He wants them like this. However they want to take him. 

Taehyun fucks him harder like he has something to prove, angled in a way that erupts that pleasure within him. "There's gonna be another time when I'm properly in a rut and claiming his pussy."

The thought of Taehyun thrusting his painful barbed cock should terrify Soobin but it only causes him to rut back, taking more of that euphoric sensation, wanting Taehyun to keep pressing so deep against his sweet spot. All of it enhances Soobin's greed for the two of them. Wants more, so so bad. 

"You actually like that, bunny," Yeonjun scoff ridicules with a tart laugh.

Taehyun clicks his tongue. "That I wanna pump you full of my litter, baby?"

A pitiful moan escapes Soobins lips, " Yesss, and—"

"With how I'm made for you? You want to feel it when I'mm fucking into you, feel pain?"

Soobin absolutely sobs, louder than the sound of their body skin to skin, more abrupt than the ferocious water, so loud the birds stop chirping. "Oh my g-gosh, this is—so inappropriate , Taehyun, please!"

Urged by Soobins cries and pleas, Taehyun seems to grow relentless, hips rolling against Soobin's ass, his cock colliding in and out of Soobin with such passion and determination. He is almost like an animal—a true alpha—as he fucks Soobin like this, hips bucking and rutting like an actual alpha in heat. He is not like the man Soobin first met, he is ferocious and greedy. It could also be interpreted as so affectionate, a complete act of service to make Soobin come undone the way he wants. What an alpha , Soobin thinks even in this blurry state of mind.

"You—you're so good, Taehyun. So good…"

"I like that side of Taehyun, too. He's too nice sometimes, but when I let him use me during his rut, holy fuck."

Soobin attempts to look at Yeonjun but the alpha is too far beside as he kneads Soobin's hips. He resists and just rasps at Taeyun, "Yo-you fuck him?"

"I'll fuck just about anyone baby, alpha, omega, beta. Doesn't matter."

Soobin is entirely surprised, not expecting Yeonjun's domineering qualities to allow him to bottom. Not because he is an alpha—but exactly because he is an alpha. Soobin thinks that the fox would have a territorial complex that would prevent him from being breached. "And you get fucked?"

"Rarely. But sometimes I can spare Taehyun," he replies casually, as if he is reviewing a new recipe he just cooked. "Now you should shut up and take it because I wanna see you come from your ass already."

Something about Yeonjun's demand makes his stomach coil. Maybe there is something about being commanded just like earlier. He came in an instant upon Yeonjun's approval. There it is again. The thing with this alpha being way too much of an alpha—assertive, extreme, intentional.

Lids heavy, throat parched, Soobin tries his best to warn the feline alpha, "Gonna—gonna come, Kitty !" 

Taehyun's hips stutter in the slightest. "What the fuck, Soobin— fuck . Be a good bunny and come. Pass out on my cock, bunny. Take it, baby."

" Yes, yes. Gosh, Taehyun!" Soobin yelps as the second climax stirs, his pussy soaking beneath him all over his thighs, ass seeming to spill whatever self-lubricant Taehyun was referring to, causing him to slip right out. He is wet from both parts, body convulsing from the multitudes of sensation. His legs go weak beneath him as much as his arms fail to keep him up. Neither of them protest with the way his body collapses beneath him, he doesn't care that his cheek presses into the dirty soil, earthy grass scent invading his smell, sight of the waterfall vanishing. 

Soobin knows Taehyun is still going, must be why Soobin's vision is coming and going. Along with the way his brain seems to process his surrounding but also black out in between intervals.

"Dude. I think he did pass out." Yeonjun's voice is different, a twinge of surprise and worry all concocted into one expressive emotion. 

" Mmm'hnng… "

"Soobin, that you?" Taehyun's voice, by far the most delicate it has been.

"Here. M'here ."

"Fuck," Taehyun mutters in disbelief. 

There is some shuffling from reverberating around him but he is too blissed out to pay attention. He feels a different post-high beyond compare. His body is light, a weightless feeling. And his mind is in a blurry haze, something of a cloud in the back of his eyelids, causing him to see nothing but a blur with his sedated blinking.

"Look at his ears, they're beautiful. It's finally unalert , just so loosened." Yeonjun says fondly after some steady silence.

"Droopy and floppy. Adorable."

Soobin feels himself being lovingly caressed on either sides. He doesn't like when strangers touch him, especially not his ears. But the gentle touch from these two have become very welcomed. Maybe because they are no longer strangers, maybe because Soobin has truly taken a liking to the two alphas.

"Hey, baby. Soobin? Can we take you home?" 

"I don't think that's a good idea."

"What do you mean?'

"We aren't from his side of the village. Can't show up having a pristine bitch turned dragged through the mud."

Even in his dubious consciousness, Soobin can feel the alpha's anger radiating off of him. "What are you saying, Taehyun?"

"Nothing. We should take care of him now, then make sure he gets back home safely. I don't wanna start any rumors for him." Rumors? Nobody cares about him enough to talk about him behind his back, and if anything, they would just say it straight to his face.

"For a second I thought you wanted to leave him. Even that's fucked up for me."

"No! I'd never, Yeonjun. How could you think that—"

"I dunno. You showed a different side of you just a moment ago. I never heard you talk like that. You know, when you were deep inside his ass."

"Oh, please ." 

There is a relief from Taehyun's flippant reply. Soobin almost thought he might've damaged their relationship, just like he deeply worried about and warned them about. But that playful response reassures them. Soobin noticed that the entire afternoon. They like to play with each other too much. Again, Soobin wonders what it's like to love someone like that, to say something mean and not take it back because the other person knows that you only mean well with love. Soobin doesn't get that—he's never been mean to anybody, despite the actions he receives sometimes from alphas and omegas who just don't understand him. These two seem to understand each other very well. 

"I would've broken up right here and now if you wanted to just leave him."

And Soobin quickly takes back the sweet thoughts of the lovers. For Yeonjun to state something so boldly , it almost hurts Soobin to hear. It also makes Soobin discover that Yeonjun just might be the softer one between the two. Setting his persistence and audacity aside, the fox alpha did nothing but show his affection to Soobin when Taehyun was handling him. Soobin felt his tenderness when Taehyun was properly rearranging Soobin's insides. 

"Yeonjun..." Taehyun sighs, and that hurts , too. "Let's put his clothes back on and make a fire here. Wait til' he wakes up."

"Yeah."

"I'm just saying—I didn't mean to word it so harshly. I just mean, we can't bring him back like that. Do you understand? We need to treat him, you came inside him. We don't know if he's taking any preventatives. We don't know his family, don't know his societal status."

"I do understand, I'm sorry for thinking so lowly. Forgive me?" There's a pouty tone that Soobin deciphers, can see Yeonjun pouting at an acquiescent Taehyun, and he finds himself smiling. 

Also smiles to himself knowing that they will probably kiss.

Soobin hears the familiar smooching sound between the two and his heart is all better.

"We will take care of him then what he wants is up to him once he returns," Yeonjun whispers against Taehyun's lips.

Soobin doesn't think he will ever wake up, completely drained of his wellbeing, the shift of this new version himself. But he wants to take those words as a promise. It sounds like another form of bliss to wake up to the both of them. Waiting for him. So he allows himself to drift to sleep, preparing to see the two beside a warm fire.